Visible Stranger

I.

"You fall in love once, you fall in love twice, the last time you learn that boys aren't nice."

Bura sighed to herself as she read this little quote that was located in one of her fashion magazines. It was advertising a movie about a girl getting revenge on all the guys she knew just because one broke her heart. It almost sounded like her situation…except the movie was under the humor genre. Something hers wasn't.

Her long, straight hair was in a high ponytail with some loose strands hanging over her shoulders. She twirled one piece around her finger, something she automatically did when she went deep in thought. Subconsciously, she flipped the page to show super models dressed up in the latest fashion, also wearing too much makeup for their own good.

She had been sitting up in her room for more than two hours, just looking at nothing in particular. It was the summer time, she should be outside, running from store to store, or swimming down at the ocean, getting all the guy's attention that she possibly could. But no, she had to isolate herself from everyone just so she could sit and think about nothing except her rotten luck.

Dropping the magazine onto the soft carpeted floor, she lay back on her fluffy bed, staring up at her ceiling. She was dressed in one of her white miniskirts and blue tube top, showing off her curves perfectly…not that anyone could see at the moment.

"Is there something wrong with me? …Maybe I should change my looks," she said out loud, sitting up again and walking over to her mirror in her bare feet. She took her hair out of its ponytail and let it fall straight down. She gave a disgusted look.

"I've had the same hairstyle since I was thirteen…maybe it is time I try something new," the now eighteen year old ran her hand back through her hair, messing it up slightly to make it more frizzy.

"Possibly a perm?" she scrunched her hair up to get a slight image of what she would look like with one.

Bura sighed and let her hair fall down again before spotting someone behind her. She jumped and let out a slight scream before realizing whom it was.

"Pan, what are you doing here? No, better yet…when did you get here?" Bura asked, turning around and putting her hands on her hips.

The older girl laughed, dressed in her usual outfit of baggy shorts that came down to her shins, a loose shirt, her orange bandanna, and her many chains that made it perfectly clear that she was a punky girl.

"I came here about a minute ago, I thought you might've seen me, or at least heard me. Guess you were too distracted. So…!" Pan jumped on Bura's bed, bouncing slightly, "What's on your mind?"

Bura blushed, always hating when other people caught her talking to herself, "Nothing really…just thinking of some kind of makeover."

"Hmm…who dumped you this time?" Pan asked, letting herself fall out from under herself to land in a sitting position on the bed.

Doing a quick double take, a sweat drop formed on the side of Bura's head, "What are you talking about?"

Pan rolled her eyes and walked back over to her, putting an arm around her and looking up at the ceiling as if reminiscing on something, "Bura, Bura, Bura…you know exactly what I'm talking about. Come on, tell me, you know you want to."

Again, Bura sighed and grabbed another strand of hair to twirl. She looked down at the floor, "You're right…my boyfriend and I did break up. This is the second time that happened in a three-week period! Am I doing something wrong?"

Pan shrugged, "I dunno. Are you controlling?"

"No…not that I know of. If he says he wants to hang out with his friends, I let him," Bura explained, "I don't try to keep him to myself."

Pan thought some more, "Are you not controlling enough?"

"…Say what?" Bura asked, an obviously confused look upon her face.

"Ya know…does he flirt with other girls trying to get you jealous and you seem to not care because you're afraid of being controlling?" Pan sat backwards on her computer chair, resting her chin on her arms.

Bura blinked a couple of times, "Umm…"

"Or do you subconsciously flirt with other guys making him think you weren't be loyal?"

"Pan! Why do you sound like such an expert on this stuff?!" Bura screamed in frustration, throwing her arms in the air and falling back on her bed.

Pan shrugged, "Maybe it's 'cause my uncle Goten thinks up all these reasons of why Paresu keeps breaking up with him."

Hearing this, Bura's eyes got dull, "Pan…"

"Oh!" Pan quickly covered her mouth, just realizing what she said.

Bura shook her head, telling her to forget about it. She's been having this problem for the last five to six years or so. Yes, the one and only Bura Briefs had fallen in love with the one and only Son Goten. It wasn't like she wanted to, it was beyond her control. He just always hung around Capsule Corp. with her brother so she got used to him. He never did show any real interest in his best friend's little sister, but she thought that after she grew up and fully developed that he would notice her…but it never happened.

"Gomen ne, Bura…I forgot," Pan apologized with a half-hearted smile.

"It's fine…he's just not exactly the person I want to hear about right now," Bura stated before getting to her feet again, "hey, you hungry?"

A smile grew over Pan's face within an instant, "Always!"

The two girls giggled, running out of the room and down the stairs. They ran passed the living room and the hall that lead to Buruma's office, to the kitchen. Yet as soon as they entered, Bura stopped immediately, but since Pan wasn't expecting it, she ran right into the blue haired girl, sending her flying forward.

She screamed and reached out her arms to stop herself, but to her surprise, she was caught in someone's arms. Slowly, she squinted one eye open before both of her big blue eyes grew to their usual large size.

"Whoa! Talk about your bumper cars, eh?" the man that caught her said with a chuckle before setting her back down on the kitchen floor.

Bura continued to stare up at the dark haired man that seemed oddly familiar to her, yet not.

Seeing this expression, Buruma let out a laugh and went behind her daughter, running her hands through the young girl's hair, "Don't you remember who this is, Bura?"

She continued to stare before something finally clicked in her mind from seven years ago, "Yamucha?!"

He grinned, "The one and only. And you're Bura? Wow…you really have grown up since I last saw you."

"Duh!" Pan jumped in, using Bura's shoulder as an armrest, "She was eleven the last time you saw her, hopefully she grew up."

Yamucha's eyes diverted to Pan, looking her up and down, then into her smirking face, "You sure grew up, too, Pan. You have your mother's attitude, that's for sure."

Pan stuck her tongue out, making Bura giggle and step forward, "What brings you here after all these years?"

"Hmm…" he began, looking at Buruma weirdly, "good question."

Without a word, Buruma went around the girls to him, punching him in the arm. He winced and held it, giving her a death glare, "What was that for?!"

"For being you," Buruma rolled her eyes before both of them laughed. Bura laughed also at their little flirting sessions that the two still had in them even after all these years.

Pan tilted her head to the side, "I don't get it…"

The other three stared at her for a moment before turning back to each other.

"Anyway," Yamucha continued, "I mostly came back for a little visit. It's been awhile since I seen all my old friends so…" he turned to Bura, "your mother invited me to stay here for a few weeks. I just hope your dad doesn't mind…" millions of sweat drops appeared.

Bura smirked, opening her mouth to say something about that, but that was before she saw his hair, "Whoa! Your hair's long!"

"Huh?" Yamucha looked over his shoulder then looked back, "It's been like this since…since you were born, if I recall right."

"Oh…" Bura blushed slightly, "guess I never bothered to notice before…"

That's when Pan decided to nudge Bura in the ribs, "Food…"

"Oh yeah," she said, getting reminded of what they were really down there for.

"You two can wait," Buruma ordered, pointing over her shoulder at the stove, "I'm cooking dinner right now."

Yamucha gave a disgusted look, "Umm…maybe we should eat take out."

Bura giggled and nodded, "I can agree with that. But my mom has gotten a little better."

"A little?!" Buruma yelled suddenly, her eyes narrowing, "I think I've improved quite a bit, thank you very much!"

"Your welcome, now what are you making?" Yamucha asked, earning him another punch in the arm.

Bura smiled, "Where's Daddy?"

"Outside training with your brother…I don't think he's enjoying it too much," Buruma answered, sitting down in a chair and crossing her legs that were covered with her long dress.

"Probably not, want me to go get them?" she asked, already heading out.

Buruma nodded, "Yeah, tell them to come in and get cleaned up."

Pan followed Bura outside, Vejiita and Torankusu coming into view immediately. They were throwing small ki blasts at each other, but not ones that would cause harm to others just in case the blasts went off course.

"You guys, dinner's almost done!" Bura yelled, feeling the cool grass on her feet.

Hearing her scream made them both go off track as their blasts flew else where, one just so happening to be heading towards Bura. She took a step back, planning on jumping out of the way at the last minute, but Pan jumped in front of her quickly and swatted it away with ease, a huge smile plastered on her lips.

"Torankusu!" she screamed before flying over to him and wrapping her arms around his arm, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder.

"Eh?" the thirty-three year old looked down at the nineteen-year-old oddly, lowering his energy level to its normal state.

Bura sighed and walked over to the group also. So much for Pan keeping her feelings to herself.

"Anyway, if you guys want to eat, I would suggest you clean up. Mom won't feed you unless you are," Bura explained, averting her eyes from Torankusu and Pan to Vejiita.

Her father crossed his arms, "Hmph, we'll see about that. I can guarantee you that even if I don't go in there for another half hour, your mother will still make me something." Yet even as he said this, he turned and headed into the house. This made Bura grin and turn back to the other two.

"Come on, you two love birds. It's time to eat," Bura said, thinking that would get Pan's attention. It did, in fact, as she ran to the house, dragging Torankusu along with her.

"What's this?!" Bura heard her father scream from inside. She ran inside quickly, pushing past her brother and best friend, heading towards the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" she asked, seeing Vejiita, Buruma, and Yamucha having an all out showdown…for the most part. They were all actually just staring at each other, none moving until another would back down.

"Vejiita, I told him he's allowed to stay, so he's aloud to stay. He won't hurt anything!" Buruma argued, poking Vejiita's chest with her index finger to get her point across.

"I know he won't hurt anything!" Vejiita argued back, grabbing her hand tightly into his, "It's just the fact of knowing the bastard's in my home that upsets me!"

Buruma's eyes grew wide, "Your home?! Excuse me, but I lived here a lot longer than you and I—."

"Let Yamucha stay, Daddy," Bura finally jumped in, grabbing his free hand, "what if he agrees to not say a single word while you're around?"

Vejiita opened his mouth to argue back, but shut it quickly when he noticed that Bura was giving those puppy dog eyes that he couldn't resist. After pausing a moment, his eyes narrowed down dangerously as he took both his hands away from the two females. He stomped out of the room and up the stairs.

Bura showed off her famous grin, "Problem solved."

Buruma shook her head, putting a hand to her forehead, "I swear…sometimes he takes the littlest things and turns them into something big," she sighed, "maybe he thinks something is gonna spark between the two of us, again…"

Saying this, Buruma and Yamucha looked at each other before laughing loudly. Buruma held her stomach from her laughing as she turned around and stirred whatever she was cooking, letting out small laughs every once in awhile.

Yamucha laughed just a little too loudly. It made Bura look at him quite oddly before her eyes became sad. She watched Yamucha as he continued to laugh, but the laughed sounded way too forced to her. When he began to calm down a little, she got a good look at his eyes. The eyes explain unspoken emotions…

Yamucha was still in love with Buruma, even after all these years…