Takeshi didn't like the idea of a hidden entrance, especially if neither he nor Shu had any idea how to get there. Yumi had best have a darn good memory or otherwise they'd be searching for quite a bit. "The guards should recognize you if you were just there earlier... So we shouldn't have any problems there anyways. So long as one of us can go in then we're fine," he reasoned, nodding to himself. With the very real chance of a fight impending he figured that it might be a good a time as any for Shu to try out his staff, seeing as conventional combat on their part was likely enough to serious hurt a Kaesstrian. Sending a sympathetic smile Shu's way the older boy reached over, patting his back to reassure him. "Hey, just think of them as the bad guys, okay? We've got to help everyone here, and obviously there's some bad people trying to cause trouble. So anyone who picks a fight while we're trying to help is a bad person, makes sense?" It was pretty generalized, Takeshi reflected, but if the shoe fit then they'd fight back.

Yumi was eager to continue her one on one time with Viral. Even if he wasn't smiling yet he seemed to be relaxing a little, and he had technically opened up, which was good. Progress may very well stall though as she noted two people coming up to the house, not overly thrilled by this turn of events. When Kabocha was the first instead she gave him a good glaring at, eyes only leaving the Saiyan when she addressed Vegeta. They hadn't found anything, which while disappointing wasn't overly surprising. Really they had no clue what they were looking for here, it would have been a miracle had they come across anything useful at all. It bothered Yumi a good bit as her former captor seemed to settle right in, wrinkling her nose in disgust at how invasive this moron was. "Viral didn't want to sit and relax or anything, please make yourself at home."

"I didn't see anything on the chair that said it was his," Kabocha retorted, smirking as he got an angry glance from both Earthlings. Sighing he got up from the seat, putting his hands up with a smirk. "Fine, I'll move. It's lumpy anyways, don't know why anyone would want to sit in it." Seriously, did these people expect him to suddenly be their friend? It was a convenience that their families were going to be saved through this, but to that he owed Takeshi, not these three. Getting a quip out of Viral in turn the Saiyan's smile widened into a grin, cocking an eyebrow mockingly. "You want me to be useful...? The man who can scarcely stand is giving orders to us able bodied people now?"

"Shut your damn mouth already!" Vegeta shouted, glaring up at the other boy furiously. He didn't make any move to get out of his seat, but his energy was starting to flare up, and a fight looked to be plausible with the way things were going. "Seriously, do you just enjoy hearing yourself speak? Or do you have some inferiority complex that demands you put people down to feel better? You've not stopped talking since we started this ridiculous search, and you're going to have your own damn feet shoved down your throat if I have to listen to you one more second!"

Kabocha really wasn't going to bite that one, not when both Vegeta and Yumi looked more than ready to bear down on him. He didn't feel a need to put people down, that was ridiculous, he was just bored. Smiling faintly he started to walk towards the front door, pausing as he got there and looked over his shoulder. "I'll let you take care of this little game of yours, then we save my parents. After that we're done." How in the hell did Takeshi put up with these morons? Rolling his eyes he opened the door, stepping out onto the front lawn for some fresh air.

The brothers were just up the street from the house, and with the building in sight Takeshi was a bit puzzled seeing Kabocha stepping out. He looked moderately annoyed, which for him wasn't anything new. When they got closer though his former squadmate only gave them a passing glance before walking towards and past them, heading down the road away from the house and the city. Where was he sulking off to now? No matter, he wasn't important, and it wasn't as if he'd be going anywhere anyways. Stopping mid-way through the yard Takeshi looked back to Shu, sliding his hands in his pockets and nodding towards the house. "Mind going to ask Yumi for directions? I'll wait out here, since if I'm guessing right I really don't want any of what she is right now."