Chapter 2
DISCLAIMER: I do not
own DBZ, Leah’s soul or the formal dress of my dreams (it’s still on lay-by)
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Tien watched as Goku parked his jeep
and hopped out, the usual broad, friendly grin on his face. Vegeta exited the jeep
more slowly with a decidedly irate look on his face. Must have gotten dumped
again. Tien guessed. Poor Vegeta never had much luck with the ladies; his
temper usually scared them off. Besides that he had a soft spot for blondes who
in turn always seemed to have soft spots for his money.
“Hey Tien.” Goku greeted
him loudly, grinning as he gave him a quick friendly hug. “Everything’s all set
for us to meet her?” His black eyes were as open as ever…but the shiftiness
that was inherent in all cops eyes could be glimpsed beneath his ‘nice guy’
façade. Goku was always the nice cop and his attitude had conformed over the
years to role.
“Yeah.” Tien murmured softly,
shifting uncomfortably as he looked around for the red ribbon thugs who always
seemed to be following him - on Eighteens orders of course. It was odd but for
some reason he had a funny feeling that something was going to go wrong with
their meeting today.
“Is she in there?” Goku
asked with wide eyes, motioning towards the building behind in front of him. His
eyes were wide with excitement and Tien was reminded of a kid in a candy store.
He shook his head, and scuffed his the toe of his shoe into the
ground. “Nah, Lunch and Bulma are in there, Eighteen’s getting them to check
you out.” He tried to not sound apprehensive but it was impossible to hide his
emotions from two of his best friends.
“Bulma? Lunch? What utterly
ridiculous names.” Vegeta scoffed. “They sound like idiots.” He crossed his arms
in front of his chest and lent against the jeep, apparently completely at ease despite
the fact that he was deep in enemy territory.
“Well, they’re not!” Tien snapped
as he glared at Vegeta. “You’ll do well to watch yourself around them. Bulma is
a goddamn genius with a photographic memory and Lunch is a damned ex-cop; she
suffers from MP and got kicked off the force because of it. If you mess up
around these two there gonna know.” Tien glared at Vegeta for a little longer –
he knew of Vegeta’s liking for blondes and he was slightly apprehensive to introducing
the highly sexed male to the blonde bombshell named Lunch.
“I wont mess up them.”
Vegeta scowled and broke eye contact with Tien. “Can we just get this over with.”
He straightened and dusted himself off, acting almost nervous.
Tien and Goku exchanged a
look, both thinking that Vegeta was tightly wound and on edge. “Sure thing.
Goku, remember to watch what you say - your story better be good by the way.”
He began leading them towards the building where the two deadly women dwelt.
Goku nodded once then
changed the subject. “What’s MP?” He asked, his eyes watching the dirtied
window of the warehouse they were next to for any movement as they walked past.
“Multiple Personalities.
I’ve only ever seen her as the nasty Lunch but apparently sometimes she turns
into a lovable sweet natured gal.” Tien followed Goku’s gaze then looked back
at him. “Like I said Goku, you’d better have a good story to tell these two about
why you two turned bad.”
“We have a story and It’s
passable.” Goku shrugged, and once again switched the subject. “Lead on.” He
gestured to the doors ahead of them in a sweeping motion.
Tien led them into the
abandoned warehouse and closed the large steel doors behind them with a clang.
At first glance it appeared to be empty but a closer look showed two shadows
sitting on a raised platform. One of them had shoulder length blue hair and
piercing blue eyes; and was one of the most attractive women Goku had ever
seen. She wore a yellow and red shirt with the words, ‘Capsule Corporation’
across the front and a bizarre pair of pants with two cross-draw holsters on
either side of her hips. She gave Vegeta and Goku a curious glance then looked
at Tien with a slight smile.
The other shadow wore a
dark green skirt with knee high boots and a lime green tank top. She had thick
curling blond hair tied back from her face with a red scarf. Her blue eyes were
slightly deeper then the other woman’s, but Goku knew what the real difference
in their eyes was, this blonde woman had cop eyes. The blonde ignored Tien and
looked from Vegeta to Goku, her eyes taking in everything about them as if she
were memorizing everything about them – which if she had been a cop, she probably
was.
“I’m Lunch.” She stood up
and extended a hand to Goku, which he shook, then she reached out and shook
Vegeta’s hand. There was a brief second
in which Vegeta and Lunch’s eyes met and both of them experienced a very strong
physical pull towards the other.
“I’m Bulma Briefs.” The
blue haired woman grinned, apparently of a happier breed then the sombre faced
Lunch. She shook Vegeta’s hand, looking into his eyes as if she found him
familiar before turning and shaking Goku’s’ hand with great gusto. “It’s lovely
to meet you two. Sorry the boss couldn’t be here, you’ll meet her later. For
the time being we have to check you for bugs and wires, just in case you’re
planning on ratting us out anytime soon.” Bulma grinned as though she didn’t
think that this was very likely. Despite being armed to the teeth she looked
like a perfectly lovely girl – the innocent girl next door you were proud to introduce
to your parents as your date.
Lunch motioned for Vegeta
to turn around then she patted him down, checking ever bit of loose clothing
and tight clothing, even running her hands through his hair and checking the
inside of his mouth. She didn’t appear to be suspicious of the cuff link on his
wrist although she did dwell on checking him for bugs longer then Tien thought
was necessary.
Bulma checked Goku, she
didn’t seem to be as thorough as Lunch and she didn’t both to check his mouth
and just ran a disinterested hand through his hair. She seemed bored by this,
as though she had done this same thing a million times and was bored by it.
“So tell me.” Lunch sat
back on the bench and crossed her long legs, glaring at Vegeta when he gave her
an appreciative glance. “Why did you boys decided to become double crossing low
lives and join our little family?” She rested her elbows on her knees and watched
them through narrowly slitted eyes as Vegeta and Goku exchanged a look. Her eyes
briefly hesitated on Vegeta and she frowned slightly again.
Vegeta glared right back at
Lunch as though offended by her being offended by his look. “The captain of my
section of the police stole my girl - again. I guess I’m a little mad about
that.” Vegeta crossed his arms in a defensive movement which Lunch noted with a
small nod.
She nodded and turned to
Goku. “And you?”
Goku shrugged. “What can I
say, I need money and my job doesn’t pay me enough.” He looked over at Bulma
who was exchanging flirtatious looks with Tien. “I don’t really care about the double crossing part as long as I’m
getting well paid for it.” He shrugged as though he had long ago tossed his
morals out the window and met Lunch’s curious gaze with his own hard cop eyes.
“Mmm, so we have one little
man out for revenge and one big man who’s out for money.” She raised an
eyebrow. “Well I think I can promise you both that if you are really loyal to
the Red Ribbon gang we can get you anything you want be it revenge, money - you
name it we can get.” She turned back to glare at Vegeta. “Of course it you
double cross us it’s a different story. We don’t take kindly to family members
turning on each other, so once you’re in you’re in and there’s no way back.”
“That’s cool.’ Goku grinned
his friendly grin, Lunch glared back at him then turned back to scrutinize
Vegeta.
“What about you little man?
You in or do we have to shoot you here?” Lunch and Vegeta locked eyes and
appeared to have some sort of invisible battle of spirit.
“I already said I was in
didn’t I?” Vegeta drawled when Lunch finally looked away. “Besides I doubt very
much if you’d be able to kill me.”
Goku inwardly winced at
Vegeta’s cockiness; it was exactly this kind of talk that had gotten them into
problems in the past.
Luckily Lunch just laughed.
“Whatever you say little man.”
Bulma looked around at the
group brightly. “So, we're taking ‘em to see Eighteen?” She looked slightly
brighter and smiled happily.
Lunch gave Goku and Vegeta
another commanding look and then nodded. “You take Goku and Tien in your car,
and I’ll take Mr. Vegeta with me.” She turned to Vegeta one last time. “By the
way, we couldn’t find a last name on your birth certificate, did you change
your name or did your mother just give you the one name?”
“I’m like
Lunch looked annoyed.
“That’s weird you know.”
“I know.” Vegeta and Lunch
stared at each other for a moment and Goku tried not to groan, he’d seen that
look on Vegeta’s face before, it was that womanising look he got when he saw
something he liked. What puzzled Goku was that Lunch was giving Vegeta and
almost identical look and yet neither of them appeared to notice the others
attention.
Tien and Bulma nudged Goku.
“Let’s go man, they can catch up when they get over that little staring match
they’re having.”
Goku followed Tien and
Bulma out to her station wagon. “Uh, Miss Bulma?”
“Just Bulma.” She
corrected. “And yes?”
“What about my jeep?” Goku
pointed at his gleaming car.
Bulma shrugged. “I’ll get
someone to take care of it for you.”
Goku broke out into a grin
and began to babble. “That’s great because I LOVE that car! I mean some people
only pretend to like their cars but I really do love that car, it’s like…”
“Goku?” Tien interrupted
with a frown. “Shut up.”
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