I'm Gonna Getcha Good!

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of the characters involved in this story. And I also do not own the song "I'm gonna getcha good!" It's one of the new Shania Twain songs on her new CD, Up.

Any part of the story that is in "this typing" it is the song.

When it goes Vegeta it means it is basically from his POV.

When it goes Bulma it means it is basically from her POV.

When it goes Author it means it is basically from the authors POV.

This is a Bulma and Vegeta Fan Fic, enjoy.

Chapter One: Enough

God, today just wasn't her day, first she finds out her boyfriend, Yamcha – the little dick, was once again cheating on her, then her car breaks down so she had to call for a cab, then as soon as she steps out of the cab the Royal pain in her ass has the nerve to 'order' her to fix the gravity machine that he has once again broken. Bulma sat back to count the number of ways that it could be much worse, then she heard Vegeta land softly behind her to watch the repairs over her shoulder, she sighed/Well that's one of the ways that this could be worse that I can check off./

"Vegeta you might as well go and sit down somewhere, this isn't going to get done any faster with you looking over my shoulder."

Vegeta only murmured something that Bulma was sure she was better off not hearing, then turned to walk over to the big oak tree that he had yet to destroy in the many explosions he cause and sat under it, seemingly to meditate.

Bulma went back to work but not even ten minutes later she was interrupted by a familiar rumble of an engine coming up the driveway. /Great just what I need./ Bulma stood as she whipped her hands on her now dirty jeans, then she turned to face her visitor, with what she hoped was a very pleasant smile.

"Hey there Bulma, whatcha up to today?" yelled Yamcha as he got out of his car and walked over to give her a kiss, which Bulma skillfully avoided, causing Yamcha to look a little confused.

"Oh, just a little of this and a little of that." Bulma said as she walked towards Yamcha, causing him to back up and when he was backed up against the side of the capsule corp. building she began to draw little circles on the front of his shirt with the tip of her nail as she gave him a flirty smile.

Vegeta

/What the hell is she doing/ Vegeta asked himself as he watched from his spot under the tree. With his Saiyan hearing he could clearly hear what was being said and with his saiyan smell he could clearly smell that once again Yamcha had cheated and was once again in deep, deep dodo. But what Bulma was doing was confusing him, he knew she knew about Yamcha, he didn't know how he knew but he did know. But with the way she was acting it was like she didn't know or she didn't care. Vegeta almost pouted, he always got such a kick out of watching her yell at the weakling human and now she wasn't even raising her voice/It's ... It's ... it's just not fair/ Vegeta exclaimed in his head as he continued to watch and listen to Bulma and Yamcha.

Bulma

As Bulma continued to draw the circles on his shirt her hand continued to travel lower, down his body causing Yamcha to blush, "Ahhh, Bulma, we can't do this out here." He informed her as her hand reached the southern region and cupped it gently.

Vegeta

/What the/

Bulma

"Oh, yes we can!" Bulma exclaimed in a ear drum breaking voice as she squeezed and twisted Yamcha's southern region, which needless to say caused Yamcha to let out his own ear drum breaking scream.

Vegeta

Vegeta smirked, he should have known Bulma wouldn't take Yamcha cheating lightly. But even as Vegeta smirked, he wince because whether or not Vegeta liked Yamcha, he had a slight sympathy for him, for every male knows ... That's gotta hurt.

Bulma

"You think you can cheat on me and get away with it and act like nothing happen!" Bulma screamed at him as she let him go and shoved him to the ground. "Who was she? I think I have a right to know." Bulma said in a some – what softer voice.

"She was just someone I met, she means nothing to me." Yamcha tried explaining as he also tried to get up.

"Just like me, then I guess. Is there any particular reason why you cheated on me this time?" Bulma demanded as she stood with her hands on her hips glaring at Yamcha who had finally managed to stand some – what straight up.

"Well what do you expect, I'm a man, I have needs and since you won't help with those needs I have to go elsewhere to get them met." Yamcha said as if it were the most logical thing in the world.

"That's what your hands are for moron." Bulma said as she turned to walk away.

"Oh come on Bulma, you know this is partly your fault if you'd just sleep with me I wouldn't cheat on you." Yamcha exclaimed.

Bulma halted in her step, 5 feet away from Yamcha.

Vegeta

Vegeta watched as Bulma tensed up/Gezz even I know that's not the thing to say in this situation, gezz your more stupid then I thought before you weak earthly./ Then Bulma turned around. Vegeta watched as in less then 2.5 seconds Bulma crossed the space between herself and Yamcha and popped him right in the nose with all her strength. Normally it would not have been enough to even wind the Z fighter but since Yamcha was struck with shock he fell with one single blow. And as soon as Yamcha was on the ground Bulma stocked off in a huff after telling Yamcha never to step foot on her land or she'd have him arrested and Vegeta got the beginnings of what might very well look like a smile.

Let's go.

Two weeks had passed since that very eventful and amusing day. Yamcha had yet to return for his normal try at pleading for Bulma to take him back. Although it pleased Vegeta a lot not to have that weakling human around it disturbed him that Bulma had not been in a mood to even fight with him, Vegeta, in those two weeks and she just acted like a zombie. And when Vegeta had blown up his gravity machine and had made a very large hole in the ground in result of blowing up his gravity machine she had just sighed and went to work repairing it. Now Vegeta was very much disturbed, especially since he went to all that trouble of blowing up a perfectly good gravity machine on purpose, to get her fighting again.

Bulma

All she did now a days was wake up in the morning, get ready for another day, go downstairs and have breakfast, go into her lab and try to finish any work that she had to finish from the day before. Then she would go for lunch, fix whatever Vegeta had managed to blow up and / or break, have supper, work on the days' current lab work, then get ready for bed and go to bed. For the pass two weeks that was all she had done over and over again. She knew that it shouldn't be and wasn't a big deal, her breaking up with Yamcha, but the night of the break up she had sat in her bed in the dark and her mind began to wonder if maybe it had actually been somewhat her fault that Yamcha had always cheated on her. It was true that she was distant in the physical part of their relationship, but that was only because every time they got close and were kissing it always felt like it was wrong. Now two weeks later she had begun to think that maybe she just wasn't meant to be happy with a guy and that she could only be happy just being with herself.

Bulma snorted at that thought, well she might not be happy just being with herself but a bottle of Jack Daniel's would help that.

That night Bulma figured it was time to stop mopping around in the house like a dead person. So she got all dressed and put on some makeup and headed out the door with a smile on her face. As she drove away from the house she was unaware of the looming figure that was preparing to follow her.

Vegeta

/What is that woman up to now/ Vegeta thought to himself, he refused to think that she had made up with that loser and was at this moment heading out to meet him for a date. Vegeta's speed was quick and fast as he made sure to stay high enough in the sky so that Bulma and any other human being wouldn't be able to spot him, that was one of the things he had learned during his time here on earth, that being a Saiyan, well a Saiyan prince for that matter, that he did not want to call attention to himself, not that he was scared of these silly humans but for some reason he did not want to draw any negative attention to Bulma and her family.

Vegeta watched as she made her way into the parking lot of a bar, a bar in a pretty bad part of town Vegeta noted. Even though Vegeta knew that Bulma would not like the idea of him following her, he just knew that this little outing was not going to end well, so he decided to stick close. Vegeta ignored the questioning thoughts to why he was doing this, arguing that it was not because he cared about her or her well being. /If she dies, who's going to fix my gravity machine when the stupid thing breaks? Yeah that's the reason I'm doing this, I . Do . Not . Care . About . The . Woman ./. With that Vegeta landed in the shadows of the parking lot just as Bulma made her way inside. /Let the fun begin./. Vegeta thought as he followed Bulma inside the bar.

Bulma

Well this wasn't exactly where she had planned on going to brighten her mood, but it would have to do. Since she was the heir to one of Japans leading technology companies she could not be seen in a known bar, which of course had forced her to go to a sweat and smoke smelling bar. One look around and she smiled. She had defiantly come to the right place to get away from her troubles; no one here was going to recognize her as Bulma Briefs.

Bulma took a stool by the bar as far away from people as she could possibly get. /Just because I've been forced to come to this kind of bar instead of a ... clean one doesn't mean I have to socialize with these ... people./. Bulma thought as she watched a very drunken, very large man fall off his stool and onto the floor. /Great, just great. This might not have been one brighter idea. Oh well./. with that last thought she yelled her order to the bartender.

Let the fun begin.

Vegeta

Vegeta watched from the shadows as Bulma drank one drink after another, even though, with him being Saiyan, he could handle the amount of alcohol that Bulma had drank without it even affecting him. But, Vegeta reminded himself, Bulma was not Saiyan and Vegeta could clearly tell that Bulma was well on her way to being full-blown drunk.

Vegeta watched as Bulma turned from her drink to yell at the DJ to turn up the music, and as she was turned away from her drink Vegeta watched as a man walked up and dropped what looked like pill into her drink. Vegeta automatically went on alert and sat up straight and glared his eyes. He didn't know what that idiot had put in her drink but it couldn't be good. Vegeta slowly began to make his way through the crowd towards Bulma and the pill dropper. But since Vegeta didn't want to draw attention to himself he had been unable to get to Bulma before she had finished gulping down what was left of her drink, pill and all. Vegeta could also clearly see that the pill dropper was smirking at Bulma.

Vegeta walked up behind the pill dropper and cleared his throat loud enough for the guy to hear him and turn around.

Vegeta glared down at the guy and clearly see that the guy was nervous.

/Good, you should be./. Vegeta though to himself.

"What did you put in the woman's drink?" Vegeta demanded to know.

"What's it to you spiky?" The pill dropper replied while trying not to look like he was scared for who ever might be watching them, but it was clear to see that he was very much afraid for his health, I mean you'd have to be blind not to see Vegeta's muscles showing from under his shirt.

"I'm her protector that why, I'll ask you once more nicely before I get mean, what did you put in the woman's drink." Vegeta once again demanded.

Since the pill dropper was silent for another moment Vegeta grabbed him by the collar with one hand and raised him off the floor, which in the process caused some of the other bar goers and Bulma, who had been staring at a spot on the counter like is was some sort of art master piece, to look over at what was happening. Even some people that seem to have been watching from the beginning began to exchange money on who they thought would win the fight, if there was one, and it looked like not one was betting on the pill dropper much to Vegeta's delight.

"Veggie?" Bulma asked then passed out and began to fall off the chair.

Since Vegeta didn't much like the idea of her lying on the floor he reached out his unoccupied hand and grabbed her around the waist and shifted her so she was under his arm.

"Now what did you put in her drink!" Vegeta yelled at the guy.

"Humm, hummmm, just some D.R. pills." Stuttered the pill dropper.

Vegeta, not knowing what D.R. pills were, dropped the man on his ass and moved Bulma so she was cradled protectively in his arms and walked out of the bar. As Vegeta took off in the air towards capsule corp. Vegeta made a vow to find out what D.R. pills were and then go and kill that baka.

Vegeta was trying to decide whether or not to tell the older Briefs but decided against that, Bulma would have enough problems without her parents nagging at her. /Plus/. Vegeta thought to himself. /It'd be more fun to nag her myself./.

TBC

Well thats the first chapter of my fan fic "I'm gonna get you good" please review and tell me what you think, lots more to come :).