(1)"Today I tell him! Today I tell Goku how I feel!" 16-year-old Bulma passed back and forth in her room nervously.
"You go girl!" Her little friend Pwar cheered.
Bulma smiled at her, "Well, you wanted a good going away present, this should shock and surprise you."
"Not really," Pwar pretended to yawn, "I've known you liked Goku since the day you met him."
"Yeah, he's something else," Bulma drooled then suddenly got nervously as she thought of that great smile of 18-year-old Goku, "what if… what if he doesn't like me the same way? We've been friends for like… forever! Almost as long as you and me have been friends! What if he's so humiliated he doesn't talk to me again! I couldn't bare it! I couldn't!"
Pwar smacked Bulma in the face, "Chill out girl! He loves ya!"
"Really?" Bulma smiled.
"Of course," Pwar smiled.
"Here I go," Bulma started off to where Goku and her were meeting that night. As she walked down the street to the bus stop she thought of when Goku and her had met.
It was a real cloudy day, but Bulma had decided to go roller-blading anyway. She must have been 8 at the time, anyway, she tried skating backwards and bumped into a big slimy blue fish! She turned around and screamed as she saw the giant thing.
"Watch out will ya!" A boy stood up on top of the fish with his hands on his hips and his tail swaying back and forth angrily.
Bulma screamed again as she saw the boy's tail and fell on her butt.
The boy raised one brow and jumped down from the fish in front of the girl, "You scream funny."
Bulma's eyes narrowed as her fear turned to anger, "Well… you look funny!"
"I look funny!" The boy exclaimed, "look at you! You have skinny little knees and a weird looking face! I don't look like that!"
"Duh! I'm a girl dummy!" Bulma got up and dusted off her little skirt.
"A girl?" The boy raised one eye brow again as he continued to look at Bulma, "What's that? Some kinda alien?"
"No!" Bulma shouted, "What planet are you from, ya dummy!?"
"My name's not dummy, shrimp, my name's Goku," The boy spat.
"Well, my name's not shrimp! I'm Bulma," Bulma crossed her arms and slipped on her roller blades causing her to fall on her butt again.
Goku burst out laughing, "Bulma! That's a funny name! You sure are clumsy Bulma."
"My name's not funny! And I'm not clumsy!" Bulma stood up again, "You have the funny name!"
"Sure," Goku smirked and turned back to his fish. As he turned Bulma saw something flash on a chain under Goku's shirt. She could've sworn it was a Dragonball!
"Hey! Wait!" Bulma skated over, "Can I see your chain?"
"Why?" Goku winced at her.
"Can I just see it pretty, pretty please?" Bulma begged with her hands together.
"Yeah sure," Goku pulled his chain out. It was a Dragonball!
Bulma screamed as she grabbed the Dragonball and choked Goku, "OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! Can I have it?"
"No!" Goku pulled away and started off dragging his fish behind, Bulma chased after him.
"Why not?"
"It's all I have left of my grandpa," Goku stopped and suddenly his eyes darkened, "He was squashed by a monkey."
"Oh, that's sad." Bulma looked down.
Suddenly Goku looked up and at Bulma, "I'll tell you what, if you can find me someone to help me find out what killed my grandpa I'll give it to ya."
"Deal, I'll help," Bulma smiled.
"You? But you're so scrawny," Goku stared at her in disbelief.
"Hey!" Bulma snapped angrily, "You better watch how you speak to me if you want to find out about your Grandpa!"
"Same here," Goku started pulling the big fish away, "if you want this… what did you call it? This Dragonball."
Bulma sighed and followed Goku.
After many, many adventures they became best friends. Nothing could separate them. Well, except when Pwar and Bulma had their ladies night outs, Goku decided he'd much rather stay at home for that. Besides, Bulma and Pwar had been friends since the day they were born (same time, same place) and Goku felt that he shouldn't try and get in the way.
On a sadder note, Goku never did find out what happened to his grandfather, but met many people his grandfather knew and got to know his Grandpa better through them. There was Master Roshi, the Ox-King, Jackie Chun, and a few other acquaintances on the way.
But now Pwar was leaving to start a new life in New York City for the remainder of High School and college and all Bulma had now was Goku.
Bulma walked into the fast food restaurant practicing her lines.
Pwar suddenly got nervous, "Um… didn't he say he would meet us at um… that other place?"
Bulma looked at Pwar, "What other place?"
"You know… the place…" Pwar stammered.
"No, it was here," Bulma turned her head to the tables, "We always eat here, it's the only place that let's Goku eat all he likes without complaint."
Pwar flew in front of Bulma's face, "No! It was definitely the OTHER place!"
"Pwar!" Bulma pushed Pwar out the way, then suddenly, all the feeling in her face numbed as the blood stopped flowing. She froze right in her place, feeling like stone as she stared in front of her. There Goku was playing kissy-face with some girl other than her. Maybe she could run before he sees her, she thought.
"Hey Bulma! C'mon over! I want'cha to meet someone!" Goku managed to get his face free of the raven haired girl's lips long enough to speak.
Bulma came over with Pwar and sat down stiffly at the table, "H-Hi."
"Why are you actin' all shy all of a sudden? It's only me," Goku laughed and directed Bulma's attention to the girl sitting next to him, "this is my new girlfriend Chi-chi. Chi-chi this is my best friend Bulma."
"Nice to meet you, Goku has told me SO much about you." Chi-chi smiled shaking Bulma's hand after she tucked her loose hair behind her ears. Bulma could see something in that grin of hers, but couldn't put her finger on it.
"Really?" Bulma shook Chi-chi's hand with a false smile across her face, "He hasn't told me anything about you."
Chi-chi started to laugh, "That's so cute! She's so honest!"
~ Trust me lady, if I were honest, you'd know it. ~ Bulma winced at Chi-chi. Chi-chi was probably around 20, it's the only reason Bulma could figure she looked at her like a child.
"Oh yeah and this is Pwar, Pwar this is Chi-chi," Goku told Chi-chi and looked at Pwar.
"Very nice to meet you," Pwar shook Chi-chi's hand tightly.
"Wow, that's quite a handshake kitty," Chi-chi smiled nervously as she pulled her hand away.
"Kitty?" Pwar muttered.
Goku felt negative vibes and exclaimed, "Well um… I'm sure hungry! Why don't we order now?"
"Sure," Everyone replied.
"So…" Bulma tried to break the ice as everyone ate in silence, "What do you… uh… do?"
Chi-chi looked at her, "Well, I'm applying for colleges at this point, I've been working as a typist for this manufacturing company, but I really want to go to college."
"Well, that's nice," Bulma swallowed hard on her rice ball forgetting to chew. She looked at Goku, "So… how long has it been?"
"About a week now," Goku smiled warmly. Bulma tried not to blush, she always did that when she saw him smile.
"A week and two days," Chi-chi corrected beaming, "three hours, forty-five minutes, and thirteen seconds… fourteen seconds… fifteen seconds…"
It was then Bulma decided this girl talked way to much for her own good.
After the lunch everyone said their good byes and Goku agreed to take Chi-chi home.
"Well, it was nice seeing you guys again, oh and I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7 to bring you to the air port," Goku waved and walked Chi-chi down the street to his car.
Bulma sighed and started in the opposite direction of Goku and his new girlfriend.
Pwar followed her, "You should've told him."
"He has a girlfriend Pwar," Bulma replied firmly.
"I'm telling you, if you had just told him he would've dropped the bimbo and would've committed his love to you!" Pwar babbled.
"It's over Pwar," Bulma mumbled, "we were just meant to stay friends I guess."
Pwar sighed and shook her head.
"So are you done packing?" Bulma changed the subject a few blocks down.
"The only way I could be done packing is if I pack my entire house, but that's not happening so I'm almost completely packed."
"I'll send you anything you left behind," Bulma offered.
"Sounds great." Pwar nodded.
*DING DONG* The bell rang around 6:45 the next morning. Bulma ran downstairs with a toothbrush rammed in her mouth.
"Who's there Bulma dear?" Mrs. Briefs called as Bulma opened the door.
"Hey," Goku smirked. Bulma blushed embarrassed as she took the toothbrush out her mouth and wiped the tooth paste foam from her lips.
"It's Goku mom!" Bulma called as she let Goku in.
"I'm kinda early I see." Goku looked around and smiled at Bulma.
"S'okay." Bulma smiled up at him.
"Now look at you," Goku chuckled as he looked at Bulma. She had one of her socks rolled up all the way, one folded neatly. Her short overalls were unbutton on one side and her wrinkly T-shirt hung out. Her hair puffed up as if she just woke up.
"Shut up Goku," Bulma said, "I just woke up 5 minutes ago."
"Oh, in that case, good work," Goku nodded and helped button Bulma's overalls.
"You're not my dad ya know," Bulma blushed annoyed as he adjusted the strap.
"Really?" Goku laughed. Bulma scowled at him and disappeared into the upstairs bathroom.
Pwar pushed her luggage down the stairs and flew down on the rail, "Ready!"
Goku stared at the two huge trunks of stuff, "Gee, think you packed enough?"
"No," Pwar replied, "I still have five more trunks worth of stuff left, but these are the essentials."
"Right, the essentials," Goku nodded and took the trunks out to his car without haste.
"Ready!" Bulma slide down the stairs on the rail as her father came out his office.
"Now what did I tell you about that Bulma?" Mr. Briefs looked at her.
"I know, I know, but dad! It's my last time I'm ever going to see Pwar for a long, long time!" Bulma whined.
"And that makes it okay for you to slide down my rail because…" Dr. Briefs looked at her waiting for an answer.
"I love you too daddy," Bulma kissed her dad on the cheek and pulled Pwar out the house, "Let's go Pwar before you miss your flight!"
"So, how do you guys like Chi-chi?" Goku asked breaking the silence of the ride, "you can be honest."
"Well, she's pretty…and um… smart…" Bulma started lying through her teeth.
"Ugly and stupid you mean," Pwar snapped.
"Really Pwar?" Goku looked at Pwar, "But Bulma said the exact opposite."
Bulma blushed as Pwar looked at Goku, "Bulma thinks she's a buck-toothed weasel and an old fat cow who wouldn't know a dishwasher from an oven."
"Really?" Goku looked at Bulma from the corner of his eye. She looked down.
"She doesn't want her to steal you away from her," Pwar blurted.
Goku stopped short, "Steal me away?"
"Yeah." Pwar nodded.
Bulma stared at her wide-eyed about to rip her head off.
"Bulma," Goku took Bulma's hand in his and she blushed even more, "me having a new girlfriend doesn't change a thing! You're still my very best friend."
Bulma lit up then looked down, "Yeah, I know, I'm your best friend."
Bulma turned to the window and Goku started driving again.
"Bye Pwar!" Goku and Bulma waved as Pwar disappeared down the airplane gate.
"Well, I have to get going," Goku looked at Bulma, "I can drive you home if you want."
"Aren't you going to wait to see the plane take off?" Bulma looked up at Goku hurt.
Goku looked away and combed his hair back with his hand and scratched the back of his head, "I can't Bulma, I promised Chi-chi I'd have brunch with her and it's eight already. It's going to take me two hours to get back!"
"I understand, I'll just stay here and catch a taxi," Bulma looked down, what she really wanted to say was, "How could you even say that? Pwar was our best friend and we might not ever see her again!"
"Are you sure? Your parents won't mind?" Goku asked.
"I'm sure," Bulma muttered as she nodded looking down.
"Thanks kid, see ya," Goku hugged Bulma and left.
Bulma walked over to the window and touched the glass as she looked at Pwar's plane.
"Boyfriend goin' on a trip?" Someone asked from behind her. She jumped and turned around to see a boy around Goku's age, maybe older, sitting on top of the back of one of the waiting chairs with his feet on the seat. He had long hair for a boy and two scars on his face, one over his eye, the other across his other cheek, "sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
"You didn't scare me," Bulma caught her breath, "just surprised me."
"Yeah, same difference," the guy shrugged looking down at a woman's wedding ring, "so, who's on the plane?"
"My friend, she's going to live in New York," Bulma came over and sat across from the man.
He nodded uneasily, he looked as if he would cry, but concealed it quick.
"Someone you know on the plane?" Bulma asked.
"Oh me," The man looked up at Bulma then back at the ring, "Just my x-fiancee and her boyfriend #17."
The man practically spit the name as he looked out at the plane then he looked at Bulma, "Since when do people name their kids after numbers anyways?"
"I'm real sorry about that," Bulma shook her head then looked at the man, "my name's Bulma."
"I'm Yamcha," The guy replied and gave Bulma the ring, "here Bulma you can have it."
"But…" Bulma looked at Yamcha as he got up and started out the air port, but there was an announcement that the plane heading to New York was about to take off and Bulma couldn't miss it, she would find Yamcha later.
She ran to the window and watched as the plane slowly, but surely took off. As soon as it disappeared she dodged after Yamcha.
She ran out and saw him getting into a cab.
"Wait!" she called and ran past the crowd of people and caught the door just as it was an inch to closing.
"Need a ride?" Yamcha smiled at her.
"Well no… actually yeah… but…" Bulma stuttered.
"Get in," Yamcha moved over. Bulma hesitated and he insisted, "It's okay, get in. I know you've probably learned in school that you shouldn't do this, but there's a gun in my right pocket-"
The taxi driver turned around wide-eyed and then closed his bullet proof window. Yamcha was exactly setting a very good impression for himself.
"If I do anything," Yamcha assured her, "you can shoot me dead."
Bulma didn't exactly approve of that plan, but finally she did get in and the cab drove off.
"Now Bulma, what is it you want to tell me?" Yamcha looked at her.
"Here," Bulma gave him the ring and he shook his head and gave it back, "But… it has real diamonds and blood rubies! It must be worth a lot!"
"Obviously not enough, keep it," he sighed, "Now tell the taxi driver where you live."
Bulma nodded and told the driver where to drop her off, then looked back at Yamcha and realized how good-looking he was. Almost as cute as Goku, almost.
She meant to thank him for the ride when she blurted, "You're cute."
As soon s she said that she slapped her hands over her mouth and turned beat red. He looked at her and smiled, "Thank you."
Bulma muttered something and looked away, she wasn't even sure if they were even words. Then she thought, ~ Thank you? That sounds even worse then what I said! He probably did that on purpose so I wouldn't feel stupid. ~ Then she saw how red he had turned and decided, maybe she was wrong.
The two talked a little bit after afterwards, but finally got to Bulma's house.
"Hey," Yamcha rolled down the window an looked at Bulma.
"Yeah?" Bulma turned around.
"Maybe we can go out sometime," Yamcha said, "I mean, if your parents don't mind."
Bulma smiled, "Sure."
It didn't take long for the two to start dating or for Bulma to find out that Yamcha had powers like Goku did. Soon Yamcha became one of the Z-fighters and Bulma forgot her whole crush on Goku--- well, it wasn't as strong as before at least.
"You go girl!" Her little friend Pwar cheered.
Bulma smiled at her, "Well, you wanted a good going away present, this should shock and surprise you."
"Not really," Pwar pretended to yawn, "I've known you liked Goku since the day you met him."
"Yeah, he's something else," Bulma drooled then suddenly got nervously as she thought of that great smile of 18-year-old Goku, "what if… what if he doesn't like me the same way? We've been friends for like… forever! Almost as long as you and me have been friends! What if he's so humiliated he doesn't talk to me again! I couldn't bare it! I couldn't!"
Pwar smacked Bulma in the face, "Chill out girl! He loves ya!"
"Really?" Bulma smiled.
"Of course," Pwar smiled.
"Here I go," Bulma started off to where Goku and her were meeting that night. As she walked down the street to the bus stop she thought of when Goku and her had met.
It was a real cloudy day, but Bulma had decided to go roller-blading anyway. She must have been 8 at the time, anyway, she tried skating backwards and bumped into a big slimy blue fish! She turned around and screamed as she saw the giant thing.
"Watch out will ya!" A boy stood up on top of the fish with his hands on his hips and his tail swaying back and forth angrily.
Bulma screamed again as she saw the boy's tail and fell on her butt.
The boy raised one brow and jumped down from the fish in front of the girl, "You scream funny."
Bulma's eyes narrowed as her fear turned to anger, "Well… you look funny!"
"I look funny!" The boy exclaimed, "look at you! You have skinny little knees and a weird looking face! I don't look like that!"
"Duh! I'm a girl dummy!" Bulma got up and dusted off her little skirt.
"A girl?" The boy raised one eye brow again as he continued to look at Bulma, "What's that? Some kinda alien?"
"No!" Bulma shouted, "What planet are you from, ya dummy!?"
"My name's not dummy, shrimp, my name's Goku," The boy spat.
"Well, my name's not shrimp! I'm Bulma," Bulma crossed her arms and slipped on her roller blades causing her to fall on her butt again.
Goku burst out laughing, "Bulma! That's a funny name! You sure are clumsy Bulma."
"My name's not funny! And I'm not clumsy!" Bulma stood up again, "You have the funny name!"
"Sure," Goku smirked and turned back to his fish. As he turned Bulma saw something flash on a chain under Goku's shirt. She could've sworn it was a Dragonball!
"Hey! Wait!" Bulma skated over, "Can I see your chain?"
"Why?" Goku winced at her.
"Can I just see it pretty, pretty please?" Bulma begged with her hands together.
"Yeah sure," Goku pulled his chain out. It was a Dragonball!
Bulma screamed as she grabbed the Dragonball and choked Goku, "OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! Can I have it?"
"No!" Goku pulled away and started off dragging his fish behind, Bulma chased after him.
"Why not?"
"It's all I have left of my grandpa," Goku stopped and suddenly his eyes darkened, "He was squashed by a monkey."
"Oh, that's sad." Bulma looked down.
Suddenly Goku looked up and at Bulma, "I'll tell you what, if you can find me someone to help me find out what killed my grandpa I'll give it to ya."
"Deal, I'll help," Bulma smiled.
"You? But you're so scrawny," Goku stared at her in disbelief.
"Hey!" Bulma snapped angrily, "You better watch how you speak to me if you want to find out about your Grandpa!"
"Same here," Goku started pulling the big fish away, "if you want this… what did you call it? This Dragonball."
Bulma sighed and followed Goku.
After many, many adventures they became best friends. Nothing could separate them. Well, except when Pwar and Bulma had their ladies night outs, Goku decided he'd much rather stay at home for that. Besides, Bulma and Pwar had been friends since the day they were born (same time, same place) and Goku felt that he shouldn't try and get in the way.
On a sadder note, Goku never did find out what happened to his grandfather, but met many people his grandfather knew and got to know his Grandpa better through them. There was Master Roshi, the Ox-King, Jackie Chun, and a few other acquaintances on the way.
But now Pwar was leaving to start a new life in New York City for the remainder of High School and college and all Bulma had now was Goku.
Bulma walked into the fast food restaurant practicing her lines.
Pwar suddenly got nervous, "Um… didn't he say he would meet us at um… that other place?"
Bulma looked at Pwar, "What other place?"
"You know… the place…" Pwar stammered.
"No, it was here," Bulma turned her head to the tables, "We always eat here, it's the only place that let's Goku eat all he likes without complaint."
Pwar flew in front of Bulma's face, "No! It was definitely the OTHER place!"
"Pwar!" Bulma pushed Pwar out the way, then suddenly, all the feeling in her face numbed as the blood stopped flowing. She froze right in her place, feeling like stone as she stared in front of her. There Goku was playing kissy-face with some girl other than her. Maybe she could run before he sees her, she thought.
"Hey Bulma! C'mon over! I want'cha to meet someone!" Goku managed to get his face free of the raven haired girl's lips long enough to speak.
Bulma came over with Pwar and sat down stiffly at the table, "H-Hi."
"Why are you actin' all shy all of a sudden? It's only me," Goku laughed and directed Bulma's attention to the girl sitting next to him, "this is my new girlfriend Chi-chi. Chi-chi this is my best friend Bulma."
"Nice to meet you, Goku has told me SO much about you." Chi-chi smiled shaking Bulma's hand after she tucked her loose hair behind her ears. Bulma could see something in that grin of hers, but couldn't put her finger on it.
"Really?" Bulma shook Chi-chi's hand with a false smile across her face, "He hasn't told me anything about you."
Chi-chi started to laugh, "That's so cute! She's so honest!"
~ Trust me lady, if I were honest, you'd know it. ~ Bulma winced at Chi-chi. Chi-chi was probably around 20, it's the only reason Bulma could figure she looked at her like a child.
"Oh yeah and this is Pwar, Pwar this is Chi-chi," Goku told Chi-chi and looked at Pwar.
"Very nice to meet you," Pwar shook Chi-chi's hand tightly.
"Wow, that's quite a handshake kitty," Chi-chi smiled nervously as she pulled her hand away.
"Kitty?" Pwar muttered.
Goku felt negative vibes and exclaimed, "Well um… I'm sure hungry! Why don't we order now?"
"Sure," Everyone replied.
"So…" Bulma tried to break the ice as everyone ate in silence, "What do you… uh… do?"
Chi-chi looked at her, "Well, I'm applying for colleges at this point, I've been working as a typist for this manufacturing company, but I really want to go to college."
"Well, that's nice," Bulma swallowed hard on her rice ball forgetting to chew. She looked at Goku, "So… how long has it been?"
"About a week now," Goku smiled warmly. Bulma tried not to blush, she always did that when she saw him smile.
"A week and two days," Chi-chi corrected beaming, "three hours, forty-five minutes, and thirteen seconds… fourteen seconds… fifteen seconds…"
It was then Bulma decided this girl talked way to much for her own good.
After the lunch everyone said their good byes and Goku agreed to take Chi-chi home.
"Well, it was nice seeing you guys again, oh and I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7 to bring you to the air port," Goku waved and walked Chi-chi down the street to his car.
Bulma sighed and started in the opposite direction of Goku and his new girlfriend.
Pwar followed her, "You should've told him."
"He has a girlfriend Pwar," Bulma replied firmly.
"I'm telling you, if you had just told him he would've dropped the bimbo and would've committed his love to you!" Pwar babbled.
"It's over Pwar," Bulma mumbled, "we were just meant to stay friends I guess."
Pwar sighed and shook her head.
"So are you done packing?" Bulma changed the subject a few blocks down.
"The only way I could be done packing is if I pack my entire house, but that's not happening so I'm almost completely packed."
"I'll send you anything you left behind," Bulma offered.
"Sounds great." Pwar nodded.
*DING DONG* The bell rang around 6:45 the next morning. Bulma ran downstairs with a toothbrush rammed in her mouth.
"Who's there Bulma dear?" Mrs. Briefs called as Bulma opened the door.
"Hey," Goku smirked. Bulma blushed embarrassed as she took the toothbrush out her mouth and wiped the tooth paste foam from her lips.
"It's Goku mom!" Bulma called as she let Goku in.
"I'm kinda early I see." Goku looked around and smiled at Bulma.
"S'okay." Bulma smiled up at him.
"Now look at you," Goku chuckled as he looked at Bulma. She had one of her socks rolled up all the way, one folded neatly. Her short overalls were unbutton on one side and her wrinkly T-shirt hung out. Her hair puffed up as if she just woke up.
"Shut up Goku," Bulma said, "I just woke up 5 minutes ago."
"Oh, in that case, good work," Goku nodded and helped button Bulma's overalls.
"You're not my dad ya know," Bulma blushed annoyed as he adjusted the strap.
"Really?" Goku laughed. Bulma scowled at him and disappeared into the upstairs bathroom.
Pwar pushed her luggage down the stairs and flew down on the rail, "Ready!"
Goku stared at the two huge trunks of stuff, "Gee, think you packed enough?"
"No," Pwar replied, "I still have five more trunks worth of stuff left, but these are the essentials."
"Right, the essentials," Goku nodded and took the trunks out to his car without haste.
"Ready!" Bulma slide down the stairs on the rail as her father came out his office.
"Now what did I tell you about that Bulma?" Mr. Briefs looked at her.
"I know, I know, but dad! It's my last time I'm ever going to see Pwar for a long, long time!" Bulma whined.
"And that makes it okay for you to slide down my rail because…" Dr. Briefs looked at her waiting for an answer.
"I love you too daddy," Bulma kissed her dad on the cheek and pulled Pwar out the house, "Let's go Pwar before you miss your flight!"
"So, how do you guys like Chi-chi?" Goku asked breaking the silence of the ride, "you can be honest."
"Well, she's pretty…and um… smart…" Bulma started lying through her teeth.
"Ugly and stupid you mean," Pwar snapped.
"Really Pwar?" Goku looked at Pwar, "But Bulma said the exact opposite."
Bulma blushed as Pwar looked at Goku, "Bulma thinks she's a buck-toothed weasel and an old fat cow who wouldn't know a dishwasher from an oven."
"Really?" Goku looked at Bulma from the corner of his eye. She looked down.
"She doesn't want her to steal you away from her," Pwar blurted.
Goku stopped short, "Steal me away?"
"Yeah." Pwar nodded.
Bulma stared at her wide-eyed about to rip her head off.
"Bulma," Goku took Bulma's hand in his and she blushed even more, "me having a new girlfriend doesn't change a thing! You're still my very best friend."
Bulma lit up then looked down, "Yeah, I know, I'm your best friend."
Bulma turned to the window and Goku started driving again.
"Bye Pwar!" Goku and Bulma waved as Pwar disappeared down the airplane gate.
"Well, I have to get going," Goku looked at Bulma, "I can drive you home if you want."
"Aren't you going to wait to see the plane take off?" Bulma looked up at Goku hurt.
Goku looked away and combed his hair back with his hand and scratched the back of his head, "I can't Bulma, I promised Chi-chi I'd have brunch with her and it's eight already. It's going to take me two hours to get back!"
"I understand, I'll just stay here and catch a taxi," Bulma looked down, what she really wanted to say was, "How could you even say that? Pwar was our best friend and we might not ever see her again!"
"Are you sure? Your parents won't mind?" Goku asked.
"I'm sure," Bulma muttered as she nodded looking down.
"Thanks kid, see ya," Goku hugged Bulma and left.
Bulma walked over to the window and touched the glass as she looked at Pwar's plane.
"Boyfriend goin' on a trip?" Someone asked from behind her. She jumped and turned around to see a boy around Goku's age, maybe older, sitting on top of the back of one of the waiting chairs with his feet on the seat. He had long hair for a boy and two scars on his face, one over his eye, the other across his other cheek, "sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
"You didn't scare me," Bulma caught her breath, "just surprised me."
"Yeah, same difference," the guy shrugged looking down at a woman's wedding ring, "so, who's on the plane?"
"My friend, she's going to live in New York," Bulma came over and sat across from the man.
He nodded uneasily, he looked as if he would cry, but concealed it quick.
"Someone you know on the plane?" Bulma asked.
"Oh me," The man looked up at Bulma then back at the ring, "Just my x-fiancee and her boyfriend #17."
The man practically spit the name as he looked out at the plane then he looked at Bulma, "Since when do people name their kids after numbers anyways?"
"I'm real sorry about that," Bulma shook her head then looked at the man, "my name's Bulma."
"I'm Yamcha," The guy replied and gave Bulma the ring, "here Bulma you can have it."
"But…" Bulma looked at Yamcha as he got up and started out the air port, but there was an announcement that the plane heading to New York was about to take off and Bulma couldn't miss it, she would find Yamcha later.
She ran to the window and watched as the plane slowly, but surely took off. As soon as it disappeared she dodged after Yamcha.
She ran out and saw him getting into a cab.
"Wait!" she called and ran past the crowd of people and caught the door just as it was an inch to closing.
"Need a ride?" Yamcha smiled at her.
"Well no… actually yeah… but…" Bulma stuttered.
"Get in," Yamcha moved over. Bulma hesitated and he insisted, "It's okay, get in. I know you've probably learned in school that you shouldn't do this, but there's a gun in my right pocket-"
The taxi driver turned around wide-eyed and then closed his bullet proof window. Yamcha was exactly setting a very good impression for himself.
"If I do anything," Yamcha assured her, "you can shoot me dead."
Bulma didn't exactly approve of that plan, but finally she did get in and the cab drove off.
"Now Bulma, what is it you want to tell me?" Yamcha looked at her.
"Here," Bulma gave him the ring and he shook his head and gave it back, "But… it has real diamonds and blood rubies! It must be worth a lot!"
"Obviously not enough, keep it," he sighed, "Now tell the taxi driver where you live."
Bulma nodded and told the driver where to drop her off, then looked back at Yamcha and realized how good-looking he was. Almost as cute as Goku, almost.
She meant to thank him for the ride when she blurted, "You're cute."
As soon s she said that she slapped her hands over her mouth and turned beat red. He looked at her and smiled, "Thank you."
Bulma muttered something and looked away, she wasn't even sure if they were even words. Then she thought, ~ Thank you? That sounds even worse then what I said! He probably did that on purpose so I wouldn't feel stupid. ~ Then she saw how red he had turned and decided, maybe she was wrong.
The two talked a little bit after afterwards, but finally got to Bulma's house.
"Hey," Yamcha rolled down the window an looked at Bulma.
"Yeah?" Bulma turned around.
"Maybe we can go out sometime," Yamcha said, "I mean, if your parents don't mind."
Bulma smiled, "Sure."
It didn't take long for the two to start dating or for Bulma to find out that Yamcha had powers like Goku did. Soon Yamcha became one of the Z-fighters and Bulma forgot her whole crush on Goku--- well, it wasn't as strong as before at least.