Memoir of a crackhead Dragon ball z/Inuyasha style

Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha or Dragon ball z. There I said it.

Chapter 5: Secret’s revealed, new discoveries part 1

After trunks composed him self, he made the calls to see who would come. Surprisingly a lot of the z fighters agreed to go, such as Krillen and his family, Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu too. The Sons family agreed even Goku’s wife chi-chi decided to come as well. (Funny huh…she agreeing hmmm I wonder why)Trunks didn’t bother to questions chi-chi’s motive for wanting to tag along. Could it be she’s insuring her control over the sons?

By the end of the day trunks already had his list ready to present to his mother.

He checked his watch, it was passed 3 o’clock. Lost time He thought Better get going.

Bulma was sitting down in the living room with her daughter and goten. They’re in the middle of a game created from Satan (sat.en) gameware. Bra is in the lead with five wins already.

She hoped in the air with joy from winning so much. “Booyah! Yeah! Goten you’re too slow babes, you need a new routine, I’ll help you get better in strategies.” She went to his level and winked at him.

Goten shrugged and flung all the cards in the air. It landed everywhere including on them. “Bra you’re obviously smarter in this game…but.” Bra turned to him, “But?”

“But you’re not better than me in video games!” Goten gave a sons grin. Bra laughed her butt off at goten’s challenged. “Hump, so you think I go shopping all day and try to be a royal pain? No sweetie I play, bring it on!”

They both ran out the room to bra’s bedroom eager for the challenged.

Bulma left with all the mess, she could only shake her head. Ever since trunks took over the company goten turned to bra for the loss gap left between the two. It wasn’t the same, like when they were kids. There’s a reason they were called the terrible two. They spent every waking hour together causing mischief and playing around. I have a feeling those two will get together somehow. Bulma thought, those were the days

Trunks entered the living room, he saw his mother on the couch in the middle of what looks like a board game mess. He chuckled, “Do I even want to know mom?”

Bulma smiled, “Yea goten and bra at their antics again. So…did you get to everyone?”

“Yea pretty much…you?”

“Yup, I had to make a few threats to Vegeta to go, and surprisingly piccolo is going too.”

“Great, I’ve already explained to them when we leave, just a couple more days mom.”

She got up from the couch and pats him in the back lightly. She still had this weird feeling earlier about her son. She knew something was wrong with trunks deep down. But she reminded her self that trunks is not a child anymore and need to handle his responsibility. Could he pull himself through? Bulma could only hope. “Well, I’m going to go start cooking the saiyan cuisine, don’t want his royal ass come here harassing me to start dinner, and trunks?” Trunks turned his head and looked directly in his mother’s eyes. “Yes?”

“Please, please be careful. I know you’re hiding something so it’s no use lying to me about it. I just hope you can get it solved before it completely consumes you. You’re my eldest and we went through a lot, good and bad. Just so you know mommy is always here.” Bulma whispered low, “Always” She gently kissed a shocked trunks on the cheeks and left.

What could trunks say? His mother knew he was in deep depression, knew that he was conflicting harm upon himself somehow…his mother knew. He sighed. What now, should he just confess his problems and get treatment? But he’s tried so many times before. It wasn’t as east, as solving complex math equation; no it wasn’t the same thing. In honesty, trunks wanted his life to be better, to be complete. He’s not as young as he use to be and well thinking about the future has crossed his mind more than one occasion.

“Yea…I need serious help.” Trunks spoke with no one in particular.

……

Bulma was preparing dinner in the enormous kitchen when Vegeta and Goku entered freshly wash from their previously spar. Goku was babbling about the trip trunks mentioned earlier.

“Ooo, I can’t wait vegeta to get there. We’ll have unlimited supply of food. Mmm, maybe some carvier to go with it, it’ll be the best relaxation ever! Ands fish too, I love fish! Maybe they’ll have their own private river so me and the boys can catch nice fish to eat. Oh and I wonder how nice the mansion will look maybe made out of gold or diamond, or” He chuckled, “or clouds!”

Vegeta stop abruptly from the last remark goku made. His eyes twitched uncontrollably. Sometimes I wonder if kakarrot’s brain has nothing but clouds in it. Motherfucker talks intelligently one moment and the next he’s a fucking air head aaarrrgh, I was cursed to be with this idiot.

“You don’t mean what you say kakarrot about clouds right? I mean you were doing magnificent with conversation until that last…part!” Vegeta sorta yelled at him at the last word.

Goku’s face heat up. “uumm hahhahah, ha, ha, ha yea vegeta I was only kidding. I mean come on houses can’t really be made of clouds.” He paused for a moment not sure of the last part. “Could it?”

That’s all it took for vegeta to lounge at goku’s throat. “I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR STUPIDITY!! YOU’RE A DISGRACE TO ME!! HOW DOES THE GODS FAVOR AN IDIOT SUCH AS YOUR SELF!!”

“Ve, ve, geta…you’re choking, coughs ME!”

Vegeta smirked at him and released his grip on his throat. Bulma was just ignoring the two since it was a normal everyday thing between the two saiyans. All she did was sigh.

“Well dodo brains next time don’t let your stupidity personality get in my way. Next time I’ll make you suffer worst than that!” Vegeta paused for a moment. “Woman, where’s my food, I’m starving! I should not have to wait for a meal. Have the decency next time to have MY food ready when your prince arrives!” Vegeta smirked on the outside but was dying laughing on the inside. He knew this would make her explode. Vegeta lived for chaos and well that’s what he’s trying to do now.

A few moments’ past and bulma didn’t scream, screeched, threw anything at his head, and exploded…nothing.

Vegeta was in puzzlement, He whispered to goku, “What’s wrong with the onna, hmm? She’s going through her meno whatcha call it?”

Goku scratch his head in puzzlement as well, “Beats me vegeta, she was fine this morning. No problems then.”

Vegeta just nodded and sat himself near the table, quite not saying a word. But his mind wasn’t quite done.

What the hell?? I’ve been with this woman for twenty something years and never had she been this quite. Have I finally cracked her mind? Make her shut down? Oh what the hell, she’s fine not worried in the least about it. At least I shouldn’t, should I?

Goku was happily humming to himself waiting patiently for bulma to finish dinner.

Happy happy happy time, happy happy, happy time. Oh can’t wait to eat! Tummy rumbling, birds are chirping, yum yum yum ow! Bite my tongue but that’s okay! Hum hum hum hmmmm hmm hmm. (lol wtf, I say)

That’s goku thoughts for ya, finally bulma was done. She had some of her ct-3 robot models to help her serve the table.

After everything was set up, she called for bra, trunks, and goten for dinner. (Pan’s at home with her parents.)

Bra and goten, were instantly at the table, while trunks took his time to arrive there.

Bra and goten where loud, talking about their video game challenge oblivious to the world.

Trunks sat down, trying to wishing himself out of existence. He was going through those “mood swings” again.

“So then you did your super mega blast, but I saved my self at the last second and then you had to go cheat and use your final fury at me. Not fair bra…you didn’t tell me you played this well.” Goten exclaimed obviously not happy he was beaten by a girl.

She whips her hair around nearly knocking goku off his chair, proud of her talents.

“Well goten, what can I say, I’m perfection like my parents. We have strength bronze and well beauty.” She poked him in his chest continually making him blush. “Can’t you tell? Look around you.”

Goten did seeing what he wasn’t expecting from a few people, Bulma was extremely quite, vegeta was lost in his own world, trunks looked like he’s going to commit suicide any moment, but his father was his usually happy-self humming away not a care in the world.

“Umm, yea I, I see what you mean” Bra stop bigheaded herself and turned to where goten was looking. “Yea I see it too, want to eat in the living room? Can’t stand depressing scenes, I’ll ask mom”

“Mom, can goten and I sit in the living for dinner?”

“Sure honey, make sure you clean your board game mess” Bulma stated she said not looking back.

“Umm, okay we’ll be in the living room if you need us.” Bra and goten hurried away with their dinner plates.

Bulma sat quietly with who remained and started eating. Trunks followed suit, and then goku; making a complete mess of things on the table. Then vegeta started eating as well but slower. He knew something was off between the two. He could see the emotions radiating off both his wife and eldest child.

A few mintues past and no one said a word. (Goku doesn’t count because he’s stuffing his face, lol) Vegeta was starting to lose patients; he wasn’t use to a quite supper. Fifteen minutes past and the atmosphere still didn’t change.

THAT’S IT I CAN’T TAKE IT ANY MORE, IT’S KILLING ME WITH THIS SILENT, BOREDORM DINNER!

“ALRIGHT YOU TWO, I WANT TO KNOW WHAT’S GOING ON RIGHT NOW, FOR THE LAST 25 MINTUES, YOU BOTH DID NOTHING BUT SULKED. WHAT’S YOUR PROBLEM, HMM?”

He turned to bulma, “Woman, if you have something on your mind let me know now! I will not go through this ever single day. Same with you brat, if you don’t have any thing interesting to blab about over dinner THAN DON’T COME!” vegeta shook the table jolting Bulma and trunks out of their trance.

Bulma and trunks apologized at the same time.

“Sorry vegeta just not in the mood today.” Bulma stated, she excused herself, “Call me when you’re done, I’ll be in the gardens with my parents.” She left…

Vegeta didn’t know what to say, but his instincts were correct. Something is wrong with her, I just know it. Could it be me causing this turmoil for her? I mean yes I’d admit I can be a hard person to deal with but am I that bad? Have I’ve made my wife and son suffer for all these years by not showing a little emotion? Love, affection, friendship, and appreciation never suited me as a prince and a warrior. I just well… Vegeta couldn’t think after this. If he’s the problem then it only means it’ll be a matter of time before bulma wants out. The question is, is he ready for this change? If bulma divorce him, he’ll have to move out, on his own…

Vegeta turned to his son, who looked like a white mime. His skin is too milky from his normal color and his eyes are blood red. (His sickness again)

“Brat go look after yourself, you’re starting to look disgusting.” That was vegeta’s way of saying he’s worried for his son.

Trunks heard what he said and just left the table, his food was only half eaten. Goku noticed this and took his plate. Vegeta rolled his eyes. “Really kakarrot, you had to take his plate too, when you already wolfed down sixteen?”

Goku did his trade mark by putting his hand behind his head and laughing off goofily. “Um…well didn’t want it to waste do ya. Heheh hahahah hehehh ahahhhaha…” Vegeta just got up mumbling “disgraceful mongrel” as he made his way over to the gardens.

……

The day has finally arrived all the z fighters that were going to the estate gathered outside with their belongings, waiting for the private limousine of western estate to pick them up. Bulma and trunks appeared healthier, which please vegeta because he was on the verge of pounding them both until they confess the problem that was destroying their health.

Trunks was of course in charge of the group. He put away any negative emotions aside for the moment, so he can concentrate on getting this business negotiation/mini-vacation in order.

“Alright, everyone can I have a moment to speak before our ride arrives?”

Everyone stop to give trunks undivided attention

Trunks scratched his head nervously, “Please keep in mind this is just not a vacation, it is also a business trip. Although you’ll have nothing to do with business association, I only ask that you respect each other and the property owned by western Inc. It’s people too. If I get one complaint you’ll be kindly sent home, a few of us is representing Capsule Corp, one of the largest and advance company on this planet, we really don’t need the embarrassment, is this clear?”

You could hear a few, yea trunks, yes sirs, cool, and a humph from trunks father.

“That’s good to hear. The ride should arrive any moment…ah, its’ here!”

Everyone turned to see 3 limousines turned the corner onto Capsule lane. They stop right in front of the house. The three drivers’ steps out of their seats to help the passengers get seated for the short trip.

Trunks and his family rode the first limousine, goku and his family seated in the second, the rest of them in the third.

In the third limousine yamcha helped himself with some of the crystal wine. Puar, yamcha’s longtime buddy scowled at him. “Yamcha! You should really take it easy on the liquor don’t need to disappoint trunks.” Yamcha brushed off puar so he could drink this very expensive wine. “Oh, please puar, I’ve never act a fool even when I’m drunk. Would you trust me on this? I’m not out to embarrass the Head of Capsule Corp. And plus this wine is more expensive than my television, I see why not reap the benefits.” Yamcha gulped the wine down like it was water. Puar slapped her forehead…this was going to be a long day…

Piccolo sat across from them. From afar it would appear he’s asleep but piccolo was far from asleep. He was concentrating all around him. Including the soon to be a disaster with yamcha. Piccolo only decided to come on the trip because gohan asked him to. (More begging is the word) He felt it wasn’t necessary for such a light activity. Piccolo was a simple being; this was a little too much for him. But because he loves gohan, well he’d almost do anything for him…almost.

Yamcha had downed two whole bottles of wine, puar unable to stop him because of his strength. His current status…tipsy to fucked up! Yamcha couldn’t stop talking; he pretty much pored out his soul. Piccolo began to get irritated because they’re some things you just don’t want to hear. But here he is babbling his mouth to the group in the limousine. Krillen, 17, Chiaotzu, were laughing non-stop, 18 looked like she was ready to pound yamcha, piccolo well he just ignored it all.

And that was the excitement in limousine 3.

Limousine 2-The Sons

The sons really loved chi-chi, they really did! But sometimes you want to make a wish so that something bad happens to a person, but nothing fatal or disastrous just to kept them silent for a while…well that was what they were thinking at this very moment.

Chi-chi for the last twenty minutes couldn’t keep her mouth shut about the dos and don’ts when visiting the estate. Such as,

Remember to be polite at all time

Always say thank you

Always say please

keep your elbows off the table

don’t blow up any objects

no powering up to super saiyan

don’t ignite your ki energies

tuck your tails under your shirts

no flying

don’t’ eat too much

bathe twice a day

brush your teeth

And the list goes on… (Remember what I said earlier about why chi-chi decided to come along? Well you have your answer now, although I’m quite sure you guys already knew this but hey just had to have a little fun.)

“And no Tele-porting goku, do I make myself clear?” Chi-chi said, glaring at them.

“Yes madam”

Chi-chi nodded in satisfaction. Goku didn’t like any of the rules his wife issued him. She pretty much banned his saiyan nature. How could he act like a normal person, she expects him to eat like human, act a certain way like a human. It’s torture for all of them. But to not ignite the fire burning in chi-chi, the family stayed silent.

Gohan’s daughter pan was playing with her tail. I’m bored! Nothing to do and grandma is babbling again! I love her oh I do but I really wished she didn’t go on this trip. I really feel sorry for grandpa, he’s being tortured. But we all have saiyan blood in us it’s only a matter of time before it’s unleashed with all this closeness. Pan continue playing with her tail.

Gohan’s face became red from humiliation by his mother’s antics. He kept reminding himself it’s just a few days and he’ll free of his mother when they return home. It’s just five days right? Five days isn’t a long time and we’ll be busy with different activities I’m sure the owner has in stored in for us. Yea that’s it, dad, goten, and I we’ll go fishing, spar together, do all those neat stuff. Yea… Gohan looked as his mother badger his father of the “rules and regulations” If this limo doesn’t get there any quicker, I think my head will explode.

Videl examined over her husband’s feature. She knew what this was about; her mother in-law can be a hand full most of the time. She loved chi-chi, but times like this she wish she could disappear along with everyone else. So far for the sons, their vacation was starting a little off. Hopefully they’ll be something to distract chi-chi from ruining the vacation…Kami help us

Limousine 1-The briefs

Vegeta noticed how quiet his wife was. Any normal particular day, bulma loved to chat. He realized earth women 85 percent of the time couldn’t help but gossip about pretty much any thing. Plus he could feel her energy, her emotions. He was feeling a high level of negative energy coming from her. That could only mean anger, stress, and depression.

Why is this onna so damn miserable, and the brat isn’t making the situation any better. GGrrrght I’m going to explode with curiosity it’s killing me. Vegeta’s eyes began to twitch on controllably. He’s beginning to lose patients with the two and if someone doesn’t explain now, they’ll have to feel vegeta’s wrath later.

Bulma was so caught up in her own thoughts; she didn’t see her husband began to lose himself also. I better stop this, my husband is getting suspicious and I’m just sulking making his curiosity grow bigger. I want to divorce him but I still love him and that’s the emotion that’s making me weak right now. At this point I’ll go crazy. What should I do? I have to tell him or I won’t see another day with all this stress and worry. I’m not young any more…sigh

Trunks wasn’t better off, he didn’t have time to take his “fix” this morning and now he feels he’s losing his mind.

Roses aren’t green are they? I’ve never seen one. Nah I think I’ve saw some checkered colored ones when I was in Japan…if these stupid rainbow fairies don’t get out my face, were going to need a new limo. Lol I can see dad is twinking. Wonder if he takes medicine too. Damn it I just want to be home and just sleep all day. Here I am on a business trip “In the name of capsule corps”

“I need a real vacation.” Trunks muttered the last part but his father’s sensitive hearing heard it but wanted to start a conversation for the sake of his sanity.

“What’s that brat? You need a real vacation? Isn’t this your type of sport, traveling the world, sealing business deal and such, oh stop complaining and what would you do on your so call real vacation hmm?”

Trunks sighed. He knew his father heard him and was itching to speak. All the silence in the limousine was really testing his patients. I guess I can’t really blame him.

“Well dad on my “real” Vacation, (trunks put on his Australian accent) I’ll explore the Great Wall of China, find some three thousand year old, artifact deep in the pharaoh’s pyramids and swim to the bottom of the deepest oceans.” His accent made bra laugh.

“You would wouldn’t you big bro. We haven’t had too much excitement since goku returned from Shenron. You’re dying of boredom.”

Trunks chuckled, “You’re right sis, and it’s true. But seriously dad that’s what I want to do as a vacation. Not sit on my ass all day and listen to business politics and old men going at each other’s throat for a stock.”

“Hmm, good choice, let me know when you’re going, I’d like to come.”

Everyone turned to him including bulma, trunks thought he’d hear wrong. This only made vegeta smirked. Yea, they’re emotional because of me. I knew it only problem is to find out what’s irking them both

“Vegeta seriously you’re going on a vacation with trunks away from your gravity chamber?” Bulma exclaimed.

“And what if I am; I just want to spend some quality time with my son.”

Bulma quickly went to vegeta and started checking his temperature.

“Well you seem to be fine; sure you didn’t remember hitting your head?”

“Woman, I do as I please, I see it fit to spend time with the brat, A father and son outing, I SEE NOTHING WRONG WITH IT SO STOP BADGERING ME!”

Bulma scowled, “Well excuse me vegeta, you rarely spend time with your son! And when you do, it’s for sparring, most of the time he’s ended up total beaten for days! So yes by you telling us you want to spend quality time with trunks outside of sparring is little much for us little people!” Bulma was over the term “Angry” at her complicated husband.

Vegeta only smirked, “Oh, Bulma what are you saying? I do spend time with my boy. It’s not my fault he can’t “keep up” with me during sparring. Besides you know the reason why we constant spar. Haven’t you forgotten we are the protectors of earth?” Vegea felt bulma ki spiked a little higher. oh yeah, she’s pissed!

Bulma was trembling; bra had to coax her mother from physically attacking her father. But bulma was seeing red. How DARE HE, HOW COULD HE SAY SUCH THINGS, GOKU FINDED TIME NO MATTER WHAT TO SPEND TIME WITH HIS FAMILY. THIS DUMB ASS IDIOT FOR THE LAST TWENTY PLUS YEAR HARDLY SPEND ANY TIME WITH ME AND HIS SON!! ONLY WHEN BRA WAS BORN DID HE EVER FIND TIME TO SPEND WITH HER! HER!! NOT HIS WIFE AND NOT HIS SON. AAARRRGH I’M GOING TO KILL HIM, THAT’S WHY I WANT THE DIVORCE. CAN’T STAND HIS PRINCLY ARROGANT ASS.

“Vegeta, aargh!” Bulma began to count backwards to calm herself down.

“Blood pressure, must keep my mind sane, must keep my mind sane!” Bulmed rock her body back and forth.

Bra wans’t happy with her father; making their mother so upset.

“Dad what’s wrong with you. You how mom is and yet you took it a upon yourself to get her worked up. If you put her in the hospital I will never forgive you, humph”

Bra turned around to look out the window. Trunks started messaging his temples. Yes this was going to be a very long day.

They finally arrived at the mansion; everyone was flabbergasted about the mammoth size of the estate. I

“Oh my…I had no idea a place like this could be so big.” Chi-chi said. Everyone else just nodded; too shock to say anything else.

A handsome attended came form the massive doors to greet them.

“Konnichiwa” The attended gave a low bow and some of the z fighters followed suit.

“Welcome to the grand estate of our Lord Sesshomaru. I will be your guide until the end of this visit. I will firstly show you your living quarters and then will have a small meeting about our estate and the rules and regulations, Oh I almost forgot, my name is Akemi. Please follow me.”

As everyone was lead to a massive elevator, their guide akemi began to explain to them of their estate.

“This beautiful palace was built over 25,000 years ago, by our lord’s ancestor. It was remodeled, at least 200 times since. We have at lest 25 pools, over 1,000 bedrooms, 40 gardens, 30 floors, 20 gymnasiums, and many more. Yes we poured a tremendous amount of currency into this palace. You can easily get lost. It’s even possible to be not found for days.” At this many of the z fighters gulped. “So it’s crucial that you contact me when ever this occurs or flag down any of our servants, they’ll be happy to assist you.”

They finally arrived in the “living quarters”

Each chamber was at least the size of penthouse floor.

“Wow, Mom, this is a dream isn’t it?” Pan asked videl.

Videl couldn’t contain her excitement, “No sweetie it sure isn’t. We’re supposed to meet the guide in another hour. I guess they’re giving us time to adjust ourselves. So go unpack your things and I’ll go unpacked your father and I k?

“Sure thing mom, I’m going to go check on my uncle a bit, be right back”

Goten was given his own quarters, He didn’t request it; it was just given to him.

The Briefs, and Sons family quarters were together, as well the rest of the z fighters.

Vegeta was especially happy about the treatment he’ll receive. Who ever this person is, I already like him Vegeta was also a little jealous because this palace should be his.

But I’ll definitely enjoy It. Vegeta will make himself known as a royal once he meets the master of the house.