"Bulma honey are you sure your going to be all right," asked Mrs

"Bulma honey are you sure your going to be all right," asked Mrs. Briefs as she packed the last few articles of clothing she would need for her vacation.

           

"Why wouldn't I be?" She replied obviously annoyed.  "You and dad go on trips all the time why would this be any different?"

           

"Well you did just break up with Yamcha."

           

Those words tore into Bulma like a hot knife; she bit her lower lip keeping back tears.  'How can she be so cheerful saying stuff like that, if I had a child who just broke up with her boyfriend I'd be a little more sympathetic.' Trying to change the subject she added, "Well I think I'll go to the mall tonight, I still need to get some more christmas presents." 

           

"Oh you can go with Vegeta!"

           

At that moment Vegeta walked by Mrs. Briefs room, normally he'd pay them no heed, but this time he heard his name and decided to check it out. 

           

"Mother!" Bulma whined "Besides I'm sure he has other things to do like training and......."

           

"And what women?"

           

"I don't know and I really don't care." 

           

"Well then I'll go," he replied crossing his arms  in fron of his chest giving a smirk and leaning against the door.  "I need to buy some stuff."

           

Mrs. Briefs just stood there and smiled, "Oh Vegeta honey do you need any money, tomorrows Christmas Eve and you haven't bought anyone presents yet." Opening her purse she pulled out a wad of bills containing at least a couple thousand dollars.

           

"Mom!" she whined even louder. "Don't give him money, we already spend enough on him!"

           

"Oh your fathers calling me dear," picking up her bags she started out the bedroom, "see you in a month!"

           

"Bye mom.  Love ya"

           

"I love you to dear and remember don't open your presents till Christmas!"  And Mrs Briefs left leaving Vegeta and Bulma alone together for the month. 

"Were leaving in an hour Vegeta so you better go take a shower.  Boy do you stink to high heaven, also but some actual clothes on.  If I have to be seen with you please look half descent." With that she walked out the door and into her bedroom where she began to pick out what she was going to wear

            "Stupid women," he muttered under his breath as he walked towards the bathroom.

            A shower and a change later Vegeta  stood in the kitchen waiting for Bulma to hurry up,  growing impaitient he walked down the hall to her door.  Knocking he waited for a replie.  No answer.  Knocking again, this time the door swong open, revealing a crying Bulma.  Realizing someone had entered her room she looked up tears streaming down her face.  "What they hell are you doing in my room!"  She screamed picking up the lamp on her night stand barley missing him as it hurtled through the air.

            "What the hell was that for women were suppose to be leaving!" He screramed back.

            "Fine get out of room and I'll be downstairs in five minutes!"  not really trusting her own voice she hollered anyways.  'I don't want Vegeta to see me cry, he'll tease me so much for this.  Telling me how weak and pathetic I am, I don't know how much I can take of it.'

            'On any other day I'd call her weak but for some reason I hate to see her cry, well at least she finally broke up with that pathetic looser Yamcha.  "Come women were leaving now"  walking over to her he scooped her up in his muscular arms and began to fly downstairs.

            "PUT ME DOWN YOU IDIOT!" she screamed till they were in the kitchen, where Vegeta gently put her down.  "What was that for!?"

            "I want to leave!" He screamed back at her.

            "Fine the doors right there GO!"

            "You're coming with me, you're the one who wanted to go to the blasted mall in the first place!"

           

            "NOT WITH YOU," she instantly regretted it saying that as she saw him give a little flinch.  'Well at least now I see why he hates me.'

           

            'I guess she does hate me.'  "Get your coat women, were leaving now!"

            Bulma looking at his stern face decided she better do what he told her, otherwise she might go flying again.  Walking to the table she picked up her purse and coat then walked out.  Vegeta following at her heels.

                                                            At the Mall

            "I'm hungry women, get me some food."  Commented a very hungry, very aggravated Vegeta.  Never going to the mall before he never knew how tiring it could be, while he felt like he'd trained for a month Bulma was still perky and energetic.

            "My NAME IS BULMA! Spell it B*U*L*M*A!   Buy your own food you royal ass, there's the food court.  I'll go get us a table.  Scouting around she finally found a table, walking quickly towards it she but her bags under it and sat down on one of the hard chairs.  'Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on Vegeta, but he makes me so mad!  I just don't know what to do, and I feel like I don't have anyone to talk to.  But them again when he gives me one of those smirks. Wait! What am I thinking, I don't like him!  At least I don't think I like him!  I suppose I'm only thinking these things because I miss Yamcha.' Using all her strength she held back tears, which threatened to fall.

            "Where's your food woman?" Vegeta scowled as he sat down at the opposite end of the table.

            "I didn't get any." she scowled back

            "High time you started to watch your figure women, you're getting fat."  At least that's what she thought he said between mouthfuls of food.

            "Well to tell you the truth I'm not, but why are you watching me, do I detect some interest?"

            At that comment Vegeta could feel his cheeks getting hot.  "Who would want to look at such an ugly creature as you?"

            "Well those hot guys over buy the taco bell stand would."  Looking at them she gave them a wink, smiled and giggled.  Seeing Mr. personality they decided not to chance it and only smiled and walked away.  "Come on lets go, its really starting to snow." 

           

            "Turn the station women this music is terrible it's worst then you're insane chattering.  Who would name a band after an animal especially a monkey?  Your whole race is weak monkeys."

           

            "Shut AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" was the last thing Vegeta heard, do to the fact a tree decided to fall in front of their car.  Soon the car slammed shut Bulmas head made contact with the dashboard and was slammed back by the seat belt.  Vegeta on the other hand had been turned talking to Bulma and was also rudely stop by the dashboard.  All Bulma heard was a sick snap and the world went black.