A/N: Here is a DBZ one-shot

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters, Akira Toriyama does.

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"Yamcha," Puar eyed the scar-faced Z-Fighter. "I've been thinking, you really need to get a job."

The former desert bandit stared at his cat in bewilderment.

"I have a job," he reminded her. "I'm a professional baseball player, in case you've forgotten."

"Only for the season," his feline companion said. "What about the rest of the year?"

"Hey, we get by just fine."

"Yeah, because I'm the one paying the bills the rest of the year!" Puar snapped. "And we're almost completely broke! I'm almost out of cat litter! What if I run out of cat food?!"

"Well, you are a cat," Yamcha shrugged. "You could always catch a mouse and go do your business outside."

"I am much more civilized than that, thank you very much!" the blue cat huffed. "If things don't change, I'm leaving! What am I saying? I'm the one paying the rent, you get out!"

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"I'm coming!" Bulma hurried to answer the door.

When she opened the door, she saw Yamcha with a small duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

"Yamcha?"

"Uh, hey, Bulma," her former boyfriend chuckled nervously. "Could I maybe stay here for a few days...or weeks...or maybe a few months? A year tops."

"What's wrong with your apartment?" Bulma demanded, narrowing her azure eyes. "Let me guess, you spent your paycheck on some tramp instead of on your rent."

"No! Maybe...I mean no!" Yamcha stammered.

"And let me guess, you expect me to bail you out, as usual," the blue-haired heiress sighed in annoyance. "I just have to face the fact that you're a skirt-chasing womanizer who's NEVER going to change."

"It's not like that!" Yamcha stated quickly.

"Oh? I can't wait to hear the excuse you've come up with this time," Bulma sneered.

"It's just...Puar kicked me out," Yamcha mumbled.

"Excuse me?" Bulma looked confused. "I didn't quite catch that, Yamcha."

"I did," Vegeta smirked. "Your cat threw you out? You're even more pathetic than I thought, weakling. And that is saying something."

"Puar threw you out?" Bulma burst out laughing. "Good for her!"

"Hey, you don't get it!" Yamcha shouted. "Ever since Vegeta got here, you've been acting just like him!"

"Is that so? Then I guess you don't want to stay here!" Bulma glared at him.

"Wait Bulma-"

"No!"

"But...Where am I supposed to stay tonight?" Yamcha asked pitifully.

"You figure it out!" Bulma snapped before slamming the door right in his face...

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Yamcha's eyes flew open and he quickly sat up and looked around. He was back in his apartment. So that meant...Puar kicking him out...Bulma slamming the door on him...

It had all been a dream.

"Yamcha," he turned to see Puar eyeing him sternly. "I've been thinking...you really need to get a job."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

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