Yes...I know that I have a LOT of other stories to work on.but hey, I got an idea and I had to run with it. This, like all my other fics, is a Bulma/Vegeta. I'm going to take my time with this one.and do a really great job of it. I would love to hear what you guys think about it and tell me how you feel about it.

The story take place after Goku kills Frieza and Vegeta is on Earth. It has been a few years and Goku is now home. Yes.this is one of those 'in those 3 years.' Fanfic. I tried to stay away from them.But I would like to see how this one comes out. Unlike my others, this one will have longer part and be a long story. I'm going to try and up-date it every week or so, but I work and have a life.teeheehee..but I'll try my best to get them out.

Don't worry, I'm still working on my other stories and I'm going to be going back and working on ones that I've not for some time. My goal this summer is to get one done. Ok I think that I have talked more then I needed to.so on with the story.

Unseen Love

Part 01

Light from the moon made it's way from the haves down to the earth below. The wind blew lightly as the stars glazed the night sky. Looking around, Bulma tried to find a taxi to take home, not wishing to walk.

**Flashback**

Seating there, Bulma waited for her date. He was supposed to be at dinner at 8:00 and it was already 9:30. She was getting sick of him always being late and then making up some lie to get out of it. She was sick of him walking over her like she was nothing.

'Yamcha' She thought as she walked out into the night air. She had left a nice tip on the table for the sever she had, knowing that she took one of his tables for a good two hours and didn't even order anything.

**End Flashback**

Walking she looked out to the street and saw a taxi and put her hand up to stop it. Coming to a stop she got in and told the driver where to go. Yes it was true that she had a limo, but they where no fun anymore. She did have capsules with her, but she just wished to get home and have to worry about anything.

The car pulled up and she got out, again paying the driver nicely. Walking up to the front door she heard the GR was on in the back and thought she would go and see what Vegeta was doing.

It had been a good year and he still lived there with her. She had told him that she would give him money to get a house of his own, but he said 'no' telling her that it would be better if he stayed close so that she could fix the GR when it needed it. However she had thought it was more to do with he just didn't wont to be alone.

She didn't push it much after that and just let him come and go, sometimes he would go off for a few days and return a few day latter. They didn't really talk that much, but she was the only person, other then Goku, that he would talk to.

Walking closer to the GR, she saw that the lights where on. Walking up, she knocked and waited for a answer. The door opened and there stud Vegeta, only in his sweets. He had found it nicer to train in sweet pants then his old training gear that would stick to him after he was done.

"I'm going to make something to eat, you wont anything?" Bulma asked as he walked out and closed the GR.

"What happened to you 'date'?" He asked. Bulma was a little taken back by this, he was asking her about her date, before food?

"What date?" She answered back and looked down. She then turned away and walked in the house from the back door.

The door led right into the kitchen, walking over to a cabinet, she took out something to eat. She looked behind her to see Vegeta walking in and shutting the door.

"So do you wont something to eat?" She asked looking around for something more.

"No, your mother fixed me more then enough food." He said as he walked past her and walked up to the second floor to go to his bathroom.

After she had eaten a little something she also made her way up to the second floor to her room. She closed the door and took off her dress that she had on. She put on a pear of gray sweet pants and a light blue tank top and climbed into bed. Looking over to her clock she saw that it was already 11:45. She knew she could sleep in, but she didn't feel like sleeping. She looked over at a picture if her and all her friends. She was with Yamcha and there was Chichi and Goku and all the others. She was so happy at that time, but that was a good four years ago.

She had known that Yamcha was not the best of guys to be with but she like most others didn't wont to be alone. She knew that he was out with another girl tonight and that he would call latter saying how sorry he was for everything. She felt a light tug at her throat, she told herself over and over that she was not going to cry over him and how he was, but she could no longer help it. She knew what she had to do.

She picked up her cell phone and dialed Yamcha's number.

"Hey, this is Yamcha, Can't get to the phone right now, I'll get back to you later."

"Hey Yamcha, this is Bulma, you must have forgot again that we had a date tonight. I just wonted to tell you that I think it would be best if we just called it quits. Don't think about coming over to try and make up, cuz it not going to happen, I've wasted to mush time one you, it's time we move on. Sorry." Bulma said and then hung up. She didn't really like doing it this way, but this let her get it all out and not to let him say anything. She knew that he was going to come over, but if she just didn't say anything to him, then maybe he'd just go away.

She lay back in bed and hoped that she could find sleep some how now that she had gotten that out of her.

Unknown to her, that a shadow outside her door had heard the whole thing.

The next morning came faster then she had hoped it would and she woke up to the sound of the GR humming. Getting up she walked to the kitchen to get so water. She looked out the window and saw that Vegeta was hard at work.

She didn't know why he still trained, Goku had been home now for almost a year and he had not said one thing about fighting him. She thought that it was the only life he knew, fight to live.

Walking out she knocked on the door. It opened and out came Vegeta. He had sweet all over him and looked down at her.

"You Hungry?" She asked.

"Yeah." He said and then walked in the house. She followed him and closed the door. She was getting out a pan when she heard the doorbell ring. She looked over to Vegeta to see that he too had heard it.

She walked past him, but before she got to far, he pulled her back and looked into her eyes. "You don't have to get it." He then let her go and left her baffled. He walked pasted her to the sink.

Walking to the door, she saw Yamcha outside the window. She took a deep breath and opened it.

"Oh Bulma, are you ok, I got you message, I know that I forgot last night, but saying that you what to call it off. I'm sorry, we can work this out." He said putting his hands on her faces. She moved away and he looked confused as to why she was acting like this.

"No Yamcha." She said low. "I'm sick of you 'making' it up. It's over. I have needs too and you're not feeding them. Please don't make this hard." She said as she looked down.

She could feel that he was getting mad and she only hoped that he would leave and never come back. She felt him look up and see followed his eyes to she that Vegeta was leaning up to the wall on the other side of the room behind them.

Yamcha looked back to Bulma and said nothing as he walked out and left. She closed the door and looked back to see Vegeta had left also. She knew that Vegeta didn't like Yamcha but why had he been there? She would just have to deal with it latter.

She no longer felt hungry and walked back to her room. She got back into her bed and for the first time in a long time, she cried, no knowing that Vegeta was again outside her door, knowing everything that was happing.

Vegeta heard everything that happened between Bulma and that other man. It was true he didn't like Yamcha, but he hated him even more now that he knew that he was going out with other women and not being true to Bulma.

He would never tell anyone, but Bulma was his first real friend. One Frieza's ship he couldn't trust anyone so he never let anyone in. Bulma was different. She had given him a place to stay, fed him and even built him a GR. She was also the only one who was not scared of him and would treat him like a person, and not some killer he used to be.

No matter how many times he told himself he didn't like her, he found himself liking her more and more every day. She was like a goddess to him, saving him from the madness he knew his whole life.

He didn't tell anyone, and he never would, but he wouldn't let anything happen to her. She was the only thing on this planet that stopped him from going mad and killing everything he saw. He only hoped that he would be able to let her know how he felt soon.

Walking back to the kitchen, he tried to forget what had happen for the time being. He knew that Bulma would feel better latter, after she cried it all out. Not getting anything to eat, he put everything away and walked out, only thinking about training and getting his mind off of killing that basterd.

The morning went by faster then Vegeta had wished and thought it would be a good idea to get something to eat, seeing as how he hadn't eaten anything all day.

Walking in the house he looked around to see that nothing had moved. Nothing, meaning that no one had been down, or in this part of the house. This had him worried, Bulma always had something going on, or you could hear her in another part of the house, but he heard nothing.

Walking to the second level, he felt her ki in her room. Opening the door to peck inside, he looked around and saw her. She was standing out on the balcony looking over to the yard.

Looking over to her nightstand, he saw that there was a frame down hiding the picture that it holds.

Looking back over to her, he saw she had turned and was now looking at him. Tears stain he light skin, her eyes looking like pools of the great ocean. They said nothing, only stood there looking at the other.

"I always thought that one day we would get married." Vegeta looked up to see that Bulma had moved over and was looking at the picture. "He was the first man that ever said that he cared for me. He was always there for me, for the first few years that is, till I bought him to the city and he saw all the . the other girls." She chock out. "He had always told me that he would never let anything happen to me, or leave me, but no body can make a promise they have not control over." Looking up to Vegeta she walked closer to him and stopped. "I guess that one can't have everything they wish for. Look at you, you have no home planet, your people are dead and you only have Goku." She said laughing at that a little.

Vegeta too laughed at the thought. He had long ago came to terms of his new life and what he lost. It did hurt thinking about his lost people, but at the same time, it made him happy knowing that they now longer were under the control of Frieza.

"Here I am crying over one man, who broke my heart, and you have no one to cry to." She said walking even closer to him. She stopped when she was right next to him and she brought he hand up and touched his face.

Lighting flew thought his body. He had never felt anything like this before. She took her hand away, only to have Vegeta take her hand and put it back to where it was on his face. They looked into each other eyes and could tell how that other was felling.

Looking down Bulma spook. "You must be hungry, I'll fix lunch." And with that she moved away from him and walked out of the room.

Vegeta had no clue as to what just happened, but he liked it. Walking out of the room, a smile made it's way to his lips.

Ok that it for this part. Tell me what you think about it. I would love to hear what you say. The next part is going to be up soon.