"Fine, you perv!"

"Just get him already!"

"Uh, uh, uh," Goku smiled, wagging his finger again before holding out his hand, "Payment up front."

"Rawrgh!" the bear man roared as he tried a horizontal swipe at Goku's legs, which the monkey man deftly hopped over with changing his posture to Bulma.

"You've gotta be kidding me!" Bulma complained as she thrust her hand into her top and unpeeled the nubra from her tits before tossing it to Goku. In her haste, the throw wasn't powerful enough to make it to his outstretched hand, so he used telekinesis to summon it over to him. Once the strapless and backless shapewear was in his hand, he closed his fist gently around it.

"Pleasure doing business with ya," Goku smiled, and the bear bandit swiped down and diagonally at Goku. For a terrifying moment it seemed as though Goku had actually been sliced in two, and the bear bandit prematurely celebrated his victory, "Ha! How'd you like tha-!" He never got to finish his boast. What the bear bandit had actually cut was Goku's afterimage. The real Goku had just punched the giant right between the eyes, knocking him out in a single punch.

Goku landed back safely on his feet, making a show of folding up the bra and stuffing it in the cargo pocket of his shorts. He looked back at Bulma, only to see that she'd covered her eyes. Damn, all that show for nothing.

"Bulma! Everything's good now, you can look," Goku called out to her.

She peeked out at him from between her fingers, "Huh-how...? I saw you got sliced in two, you jerk!"

"Afterimage technique," Goku explained as he walked back to the car, "Basically I moved so fast that your eyes thought I hadn't moved at all."

Bulma knocked him in the head when he got back in the vehicle, hurting her fist more than his head, "Y, you jerk. I, I thought that you really..."

Goku thought about making a snide remark, but then looked over and saw that she was genuinely upset. "It would take much more than that to kill someone like me," he said gently instead, "I'm sorry that I made you worry."

"I, I wasn't worried..., you jerk!" Bulma bit her lip to hold in the tears now that her adrenaline high must've ended.

Sure you weren't, Goku thought but said instead, "Let's just get out of here before he wakes up."

"You didn't kill him?" Bulma asked, surprised.

"Why would I?" Goku told her as he fully lowered his seat to lay down, "He wasn't a threat to me, and he might come back stronger one day. Then we can have a rematch!"

Bulma was silent as she pulled around the **** giant bear man. "You're a weird guy, Goku."

Goku said nothing as he watched Bulma's liberated tits jiggle with every bump in the road, nipples hard and pressing against the fabric of her shirt. His gaze went unnoticed from this vantage point, halfway to the back of the car. But for all the bluster she made earlier about giving him her bra, he figured she'd at least be a little embarrassed at her tits swinging free, but she didn't even seem to notice. Damn, what was this girl's limit? Bulma's behavior and reactions to his perverse demands was all over the place. She always made a big deal about stripping, but once the deed was done, she was over it. Goku made it his mission right there and then to try and understand what made Bulma tick. If he could figure that out, then she'd be like putty in his hands.

"How long until the next Ball?" Goku asked.

"Um," Bulma checked her Radar, "We're probably a few days out, why?'

"Well, then we got some time to get to know one another," Goku told her, "And I wanna hear what you've been up to until now."

Bulma hummed pensively, "I guess I'm going to have to tell you at some point, so now's just as good time as any."

Goku quietly listened to her story as they continued to drive off to destinations unknown.