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Fanfic: B/V - What a Prospect #11

Chapter: B / V - What a Prospect # 11

A / N: I don't want to wait any longer until my account is ok, so in the meantime I'll post from my sister's (yes, I'm MajinSakuko)

Hope there is no confusion!

Disclaimer: As always ... DB wa Toriyama-sama no desu.

Greetings to: Sami

E-mail: MajinSakuko @ sms. at

A / N: After the flashback end, Goku is now back on earth, the

Jinzoungen were announced by Mirai Trunks and everyone trained on that
Purpose to defeat them.

The flashback sequences are consistently from the perspective of the respective person

who sees the past as she felt it. Is now

not important, but it could still be!

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11th part

Sukuite could no longer maintain her shape. The female body

had absorbed his last reserves of strength and aggravated his ailments.

Bulma gave a sharp scream and fell backwards, hitting hard on
her butt landed. She crawled back with her legs until her back was

hit something. "Su ... Sukuite ...?" Stuttered the turquoise-haired

Scientist. What was going on? It was ... Bulma could see the sight

Can't bear it anymore, got up and stormed off the bridge. Again and again

she risked a look back over her shoulder. So it was that she was a

Suddenly we overlooked an obstacle and a split second later again

Made acquaintance with the soil.

* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *

Vegeta was sleeping peacefully in the feathers when he heard a high-pitched scream

Ripped from the sweetest (and hottest) dreams. The voice of his unwanted

Weckers was one of the leading actress in his fantasy, next to himself

and the bed he was still on. He sat up with a jerk, stroked

the slightly damp hair from the face, shook the last
Numbness from his limbs. With a swing he lifted his legs from the bed and

made his way to the bridge from where he had suspected the scream. On

Bulma met him halfway, but apparently she didn't have him

see coming, as she collapsed head-on with him and groaned to the ground

crashed. Bulma sat disturbed and began to tremble.

"What is it? What are you doing for a row?", Vegeta asked alarmed. He handed

even give her a hand to help her stand up. When she didn't take it,

he knew something was really wrong.

"Su ... kuite ...", Bulma muttered abruptly and immediately fell silent again.

"Please stay here and don't move, will you ?!" the Saiyajin instructed her.

“I'll have a look.” What was Bulma, who was once so strong, able to do so disturbed

to have? With that he ran to the bridge and saw what Bulma had seen before
had to have.

* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
"Would you like anything else?", The dark clad servant asked politely

know.

"No, no," said Yamcha and put both hands on his stomach. "I am

full of paper. If I take another bite, I'll burst! "

"As you wish ... my lord, when you no longer need me, I will retire

back. "

"You can go," said the gray-haired nobleman magnanimously and nodded his

servants of the same age. "The rest of the evening is free."

"Thank you, my lord. I wish you a good night,

My lord, Yamcha-san. "Bowing, he backed out of the magnificent hall

and closed the heavy oak doors silently.

"Tell me where you come from, Yamcha," said the host and looked

the Z-Senshi tense. "How are you on this distant planet

devious? "

Yamcha winced uncomfortably. If he only knew that, he would have a
Problem less.

* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *

Vegeta had to swallow first. He had never seen anything like it before. Before

his eyes turned Sukuite ... into an old, gray-haired man ?!

The Saiyan tried hard to feel her (or his) ki, but there was

none. Was she dead? Vegeta could watch Sukuites skin slowly

dissolved, her hair color faded, her body shrank. The whole show

Lasted a few minutes and ended up with the man's body being
too
slowly began to dissolve until nothing was left of him.

"What ... was that?" Confused, Vegeta left the room and saw Bulma in the corridor,

who crouched on the floor and looked extremely confused. He put her in her

Room, forced her to lie down and covered her too. Then he returned

went back to the bridge and tried to determine the course. After a few

He tried to get the hang of it and identified the programmed route
than those to earth. They would be home in less than two hours.

* _ + _ * _ FB _ * _ + _ *

Yawning, Kurutta slipped into his health shoes and went to the

Job. A violent fit of coughing made him stop in the middle of the aisle. His condition

deteriorated noticeably, he would not hold out much longer.

“That mustn't be!” Not now that he finally has his personal radar

that he could use to track down Vegeta and Bulma. Not now,

since he had made all his plans which only remained on their execution

waited. Another attack nearly collapsed him. No, in

he could not continue in this state. He had only one
left
Way out: He had to rejuvenate. He lost a little more

Lifetime and a reversal was no longer possible, but another chance

did not exist. Fortunately, the Henkajins were true chameleons.Thus,

he chose whatever shape he wanted to be until his end.

Kurutta opted for the shape of an exciting pink-haired woman after the

Principle, if already, then already '.

* _ + _ * _ FB E _ * _ + _ *

Bulma was slow to recover from her shock. She already had a lot

experienced, but that someone is in a different shape before their eyes

transformed, was new to her too. They had been back on the
for a day and a half
Earth. Mrs. Briefs took care of her daughter, who withdrew to her room

would have. The professor took over Bulma's duties, it was incomprehensible to him,

that suddenly his daughter should no longer be a genius. But with Vegetas

Help would soon no longer be the case.

The Saiyan had the radar and the dragon ball with the three
on Sukuites ship
Found the stars and set out to find the remaining six balls

made. A few minor obstacles had delayed his task, but
now the time had come: all seven Dragon Balls were lying together on one place

outside the western capital. Vegeta recited the saying, the Shenlong

conjured and waited a moment. The sky darkened and a flash of lightning

shot up from the dragon balls from which the sacred dragon

manifested.

"What do you want?" Growled the mighty voice of Shenlong. "Whatever it is, three

I want to fulfill your wishes! "

Of course, the Saiyan didn't have to think twice, even though the temptation was to

to create eternal life for yourself ... was no longer so overpowering? He

shook his head and said: "I want Bulma to use her intelligence

receives back that it is again as it was before. The remaining two wishes

I do not need that. "

“That's no problem.” Shenlong's eyes lit up blood red and a thunder

briefly impregnated the air. "Already done. See you next time!"The dragon

turned into a ray of light and shattered into seven separate parts,

who fled away in all directions.

Vegeta let out a relieved breath. At last. Finally his Bulma was her again

myself. i Bulma. He did well not to forget that. No matter how much he

wished, no matter how much he wished her ... Slowly he flew westward. The

Dragonradar tightly gripped.

* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *

Bulma was overjoyed. She was the same again! She hopped
completely exuberantly
on her bed wishing she could see the whole world at once

embrace. Vegeta had done it, she probably still had to be with him

thank you. * Yamcha! *, it suddenly shot through her head. * Where is he

actually? I haven't seen him yet ... * Bulma went on the

Search for her mother, who she immediately engages in preparing food

found in the kitchen.
“Are you feeling better, honey?” Mrs. Briefs smiled in the direction of her

Daughter and continued chopping vegetables.

"Yes, Mum. Um ... do you know where Yamcha is?"

"Yamcha ...? He hasn't been here for a while ... The last time I was

saw him was when I told him about Osoi's letter ... Since then,

he is no longer there. Why dear "Apparently Bunny didn't even notice what she was doing
babbled.

"What? You told him about the kidnapping? ..."
sat in Bulma's head
terrible pictures together. What if he went on his own to her

Had opened the rescue? What if something had happened to him?

She quickly turned away and ran to the videophone and dialed Yamchus

Cell phone number (he had received this from her for his birthday, by the way). After the

Third ring someone picked it up, but unfortunately it was only pool that dealt with a

beepy voice reported.

"Bulma?Is it you? ", the flying cat sniffed into the device." Is Yamcha

maybe with you "

The scientist said no. "I actually thought you knew where he was

could be. "

"I haven't seen him in a couple of weeks and he hasn't

times goodbye. "

"I have an idea who could help me, but now I have to hang up.

When I have something new, I'll call you. Bye! "With that, Bulma pressed the

Button that deactivated the system and immediately selected a new
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