The lights in the ceiling fan above Vegeta's living room blinked on and off as he lay on his battered couch. The cool night air was seeping through the window behind where he lay like it was natural for a sealed window to allow air in. He kept meaning to talk to his landlord about the window since he couldn't afford to turn the heat on and the air was making the dank apartment chillier than usual, but it continued to slip his mind.
Vegeta hates living in a filthy, rundown, one-bed room apartment, but he didn't have a choice. His parents were killed in a car accident three years ago so he had to call something home. He couldn't take anything from his parent's home because all of their possessions were used to pay off their debt. The only thing he had when he moved into his apartment was a box full of his clothes, shoes, and a toothbrush.
Everything in his apartment was either picked up off the side of the road or something he bought with his measly paycheck from the pizza joint the just got fired from. Luckily he was putting money aside so he could quit soon and not worry about how he was going to eat until he got a new job. He would need to start looking soon for employment or he would be put out of the hellhole he called home.
The only thing Vegeta's parents left him was the opportunity to go to college. They put money into a bank account that was in his name for years so he could attend a decent university. Finally it was time for him to start college so he could get into the account whenever he needed to. Sure he could use the money to get a nicer place to live and maybe a decent car, but he made a promise to his mother when he entered high school that he would definitely go to college and he intended to keep his promise.
His mother was always the only woman in his life. He had a few girlfriends his freshman year of high school, but after the accident he didn't care about anything anymore except keeping his promise. He was never really close to his father probably because the old man was never around. Always working to keep food on the table. At least his father taught him what the duty of a man is. Make sure your family has a roof over their head, food on the table, and clothes on their back. Unfortunately Vegeta could hardly take care of himself much less any one else.
Life pretty much sucked for the high school graduate and it was about to get harder. His college classes are starting in two days and he also needed to find a new job. Classes would keep him at school from eight in the morning until four in the afternoon so he would have to get a job working nights which meant he probably wouldn't be getting much sleep.
A knock on the door brought him out of his thoughts of how bad his life sucked. He rolled off the couch and walked up to the chained door in his jogging pants and long sleeved shirt. Once he cracked the door to see who was intruding on his brooding time, he wished he hadn't.
"Hey, Vegeta! Can I come in?" A grinning young man said with a wave of his hand.
"Go home, Kakarot. I'm not in the mood to see your stupid face tonight," Vegeta groaned as he attempted to shut the door.
"Come on. I just need to talk to you for a minute. I promise I'll leave when I'm finished."
Vegeta rolled his eyes, but unchained the door and let him in because he knew the idiot would continue to knock until he opened the door. The last time that happened Vegeta's neighbor tried to shoot the poor man. He didn't need that on his conscience too.
"Thanks," Kakarot said as he entered Vegeta's small apartment. "Man, its cold in here. You should really remember to talk to the landlord about that window, Vegeta."
"Whatever. Why are you disturbing me so late at night?" Vegeta asked while lying back in his previous spot on the couch. Kakarot always preferred sitting in the different colored chair beside the couch in the living room.
"Well, I wanted to remind you about classes starting on Monday," he paused, then saw Vegeta nod uninterested and continued, "And I might have found the perfect job for you."
Vegeta's ears perked at that news. He sat up and looked at his friend of twelve years with a smirk on his face. He knew Kakarot was good for something.
The two had practically grown up together. Vegeta's parents moved into the house beside Kakarot's parents when the boys were six. As a child Vegeta was not really sociable, but the little boy next door was so persistent that he just gave up and became his friend. They have been best friends since then.
"Where? And how much?" Vegeta asked now very interested in the conversation.
"Remember that club we went to a few months ago called Pleasure? Well, Chichi works there as a bartender and she told me that they are looking for a bouncer. I told her that you just lost your job and she said they would probably hire you to bounce for them."
The smirk on Vegeta's face grew larger. Being a bouncer would be the perfect job for him. He could take out his frustration and anger on drunks all night long. Of course, he would have to deal with bimbos trying to get in his pants, but he has been dealing with that for a few years now.
"What do I need to do?" He asked Kakarot who was grinning from ear to ear.
"Chichi will be so happy. She said that since the club is down a bouncer she and the other bartender are going crazy with all the idiots that are harassing them. All you have to do is go in, talk to the manager, and fill out the application."
"Are you doing anything tonight, Kakarot?" Vegeta asked already half way to his bedroom.
"Nothing at all. Are you asking me out on a date? Dinner and a movie?" He teased.
"No. We're going to have some fun tonight at Pleasure. Give me ten minutes and I'll be ready."
Both men were getting a little uncomfortable walking down the street towards the club. Every woman that passed stared at them. They got that pretty often, but tonight it was annoying. Kakarot was scared because if his girlfriend, Chichi, found out that other women were checking him out, she would hunt them down and kill them. He was only thinking of the girl's well being. Vegeta was just plain irritated. He wanted to get to this place quickly so he could stop worrying about getting a job, but some of these women were not paying attention and getting in their way.
Finally they reached to club and the line was wrapped around the corner. Vegeta was about to start cursing when Kakarot walked up to the bouncer at the door and the man let them in without question. It's good to have connections.
The duo walked through the crowded club and made their way to the bar. The dance floor was ridiculously full and neither made it through without being fondled. Vegeta almost punched a girl in the face before Kakarot grabbed him and sped up through the mess of people.
Soon after passing the DJ they made it to the bar which was crowded as well. No seats were available so they had to squeeze through the mob that was asking for drinks on the side of the bar. All of the people at the bar were men and most of them were already drunk.
Vegeta heard Kakarot yell Chichi's name and wave at her when she turned to look at him. She didn't have time to talk to him at the moment, but she smiled sweetly. It amazed Vegeta how innocent the harpy could look since he knew she was a bitch. The two had never really gotten along, but had to since Kakarot was important to both of them.
The crowd and the music in the club was so loud that Vegeta barely noticed with the swinging door behind the bar opened and a second bartender walked out holding unopened bottles of liquor. It was a mess around the bar and she walked by so fast that all he could make out was the curly, long blue hair that trailed down to the middle of her back. Blue was an odd color to have for hair, but it looked nice.
A few minutes passed by while Vegeta and Kakarot stood at the end of the bar waiting for Chichi to have time to come chat with them. More and more men were walking up to the bar and yelling for assistance. The two women were working as quickly as possible, but the crowd was overwhelming.
Five minutes later Vegeta was nudged over by a slightly taller man who reeked of alcohol. His hands were flailing about trying to get one of the bartenders' attention, but only a small sentence got him more attention than he was bargaining for.
"Hey! One of you bitches fill up my mug of beer!" The drunken man screamed over everyone else.
Vegeta almost started laughing until he noticed something blue out of the corner of his eye. He turned to see the other woman reach under the bar counter, pull out a shotgun, and point it to the man beside him. The oddest thing about Vegeta's point of view wasn't that a woman had a shut gun pointed in his vicinity, but how gorgeous the woman was that was pointing a shotgun in his vicinity.
Wisps of her blue hair were framing her face while the rest lay over her shoulder. Her pink lips were slightly parted making it look like she was trying to seduce someone. The rose of her cheeks only intensified the blazing fire in her big blue eyes. As if nothing else about this woman was surprising, she opened her mouth to speak to prove him wrong.
"Fellas! Do me a huge favor and please act gentlemanly," she said with a voice from heaven and a smile to match. It was as if she wasn't pointing a gun at anyone, but merely making a suggestion.
Most of the crowd around the bar fled after seeing the small woman pull a gun out which left only Vegeta, Kakarot, and four other men sitting around the bar. They were finally able to sit down. The other men looked to be regulars that weren't scared of the fiery woman.
Chichi came over to them after making one of the men another drink. "What are you guys up to tonight?"
"Vegeta wants to apply to be the club's newest bouncer," his friend replied.
"Oh, won't that be exciting," Chichi teased.
Vegeta ignored her comment and looked over at the bold woman that was obviously the other bartender Kakarot was talking about earlier. She was filling up a drink for a man that couldn't have been much older than him. The man must have been a regular because he knew her name.
"Bulma, do you want me to hunt that guy down and give him a beating behind the club?" The man slurred.
"No, Doug. I'm capable of taking up for myself and I'm sure he has already left because he pissed his pants after I threatened him," she said while giving the man a smile.
"If you didn't have such a bad attitude, you would be the most perfect woman a man could get a hold of," Doug said after taking a swig of his drink.
Vegeta had to disagree with that statement. He didn't know much about her, but she seemed to be perfect already. Vegeta never really cared about having a girlfriend or women in general, but maybe it's because he never met one that suited him.
"Earth to Vegeta!" Chichi said while waving a hand in front of his face.
He snapped out of the trance he was in immediately. Turning his head he noticed both Chichi and Kakarot were both looking at him with confused faces. Never had they seen Vegeta stare a woman before.
"What, harpy?" Vegeta tried to cover up his amazement at the woman at the other end of the bar.
"Still an asshole I see. I was trying to tell you that wait a little longer and I'll get the manager out here to talk to you. Geez!"
"Vegeta, are you feeling ok?" Kakarot asked from beside him.
"I'm fine," he answered uninterested like usual.
"Sure, well, how would you like it if I introduced her to you?" Chichi smirked.
Vegeta looked at his friend's long time girlfriend with blank eyes. "I don't care."
"I'm sure you don't," she groaned. "Bulma, come here for a second," Chichi called out to her friend.
Vegeta tried to keep his eyes elsewhere as she walked over to them. He had to admit that she took the cake for the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her hair bounced as did her chest…whoa he was not going there. Something was definitely wrong with him.
"What's up, Chi?" Vegeta heard the soft voice ask the idiot woman he had known for too long.
"Bulma, this is my boyfriend, Goku, and this bump on a log beside him is his asshole of a best friend Vegeta," Chichi said while pointing at both of them.
Bulma reached out her hand to Goku with a smile as he shook it. Then she turned to Vegeta with her hand outstretched. "Nice to meet you."
Vegeta hesitantly accepted her small hand in his, looked into her blue eyes and said, "Yeah."
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