Chapter One: That Guy

"Ugh! I can't believe that guy!" Bulma yelled as she entered her apartment, throwing her bag onto the floor and plopping down in between where her two roommates sat on the living room couch.

"What happened now?" ChiChi asks, trying to bite back a chuckle at her overdramatic friend.

Bulma groans again, stealing some popcorn from the bowl in 18's lap. "That stupid guy next door is a total ass!"

"We already know that since you find the need to tell us this fact at least twice a day," 18 said with a roll of her eyes.

"Yeah, well today he was even more of an ass! He had the audacity to call me a 'fat ass' because apparent-ly I was in his way and he couldn't get his precious mail. I wasn't even in his way! Then he went on about how he could never get any sleep because my tv is too loud and he has to try to drown out 'stupid Grey's Anatomy'. Whatever! First of all, Grey's is not stupid! And I'm the one that has to put up with him hitting his stupid punching bag every night and early morning, which I pointed out the giant monkey. … And what's with his need to constantly call me "woman" like I haven't told him my name a hundred times already. What kind of name is Ve-geta anyways…"

Bulma continued to complain as Chi Chi and 18 just sat listening to their roommate rage and rant about their next-door neighbor like she normally did every night. They've lived here since sophomore year of college together. The girls and Vegeta actually moved in on the same day and the bickering between the two started on that fateful morning…

Flashback

Bulma picked up another box from the back of her car and headed up to her new apartment.

She was so excited to be moving in to a new place with her best friends. She was so glad to be out of the dorms. Making her way to the elevator, Bulma's mind began to wander.

She couldn't believe that summer was basically over and that classes would start soon. Meaning that she couldn't spend all of her time working in the labs with her dad… But now she'd have a bunch of cool neighbors to get to know and start her final year of undergrad. She was stoked!

Deep in her own thoughts, Bulma stepped off the elevator and headed in the direction of her new apartment, so she didn't notice the guy making his way through the hallway carrying a bunch of things in his arms. Not until she bumped right into him, making him drop all of the electronics he had been carrying.

"Oops. I am so sorry!" Bulma said, maneuvering the box in her arms to get a look at who she bumped into. She was met with the coldest black eyes she'd ever seen. They were set in a very handsome, chiseled face. Bulma did a once-over of the man in front of her to see that he was ripped beyond belief. (It's hard to miss those muscles with him wearing spandex shorts and a cutoff t-shirt.) Whoa, Bulma thought. She made her way back up to look at his face again. A face that was twisted in rage.

"Watch where you're walking, woman!" the guy shouted in a deep, gravely voice. "You made me drop my laptop. That's not cheap, you know. It better not be busted."

Bulma was taken aback by his outrage at a complete stranger. Like seriously, it's not like she ran into him on purpose. And she had apologized. Her anger began to rise at this guy's lack of manners, forcing her to drop the box she was carrying to the floor.

"Hey! It's not like I purposefully bumped into you so you'd drop your damn laptop. I said I was sorry. How 'bout you stop yelling at me and pick the stupid thing off the ground before someone steps in it!" Bulma was steaming the more she yelled at the guy.

The guy glared at her before bending down to retrieve his fallen laptop. He opened it up and it appeared to be in perfect condition. "If it doesn't turn on later, you're gonna pay to fix it," he grumbled at her.

"Oh please, I could fix it faster than any repair shop ever could. I'm Bulma Briefs. In case you haven't heard, I am a genius, after all," she gloated, as if he should automatically know who she is. Which, he should.

"Some genius you are, can't even walk without bumping in to people," he retorted, loving the way the woman's face reddened in anger.

Before Bulma could spew anymore animosity at the muscled man in front of her, Chi Chi and 18 stuck their heads out of the door to their apartment to see what all the commotion was about.

"B, you okay?" Chi Chi asked.

"Yeah, we heard you yelling…" 18 trailed off as she noticed the very toned and handsome man in front of her.

The man just gave a grunt, picking up the rest of the stuff he had dropped and headed to the door right next to the girls' apartment.

"Are you kidding me!" Bulma screeched, making the man turn to face her again. "I have to live next door to you!"

"Trust me, I'm not trilled about it myself. So just stay out of my way, woman." And with that, he entered the apartment, slamming the door behind him.

"Ugh! I can't believe that guy!" Bulma complained, picking up the forgotten box on the ground, making her way over to her stunned roommates.

End of Flashback

…Almost two years later and they were still going at it like cats and dogs. Chi Chi and 18 actually had a bet going on for when the two would just shut up and jump each others bones. Even Chi Chi's boyfriend Goku, who can be a little clueless at times, has 100 bucks down that it'll happen by midterms - 18 says by Christmas and Chi Chi is betting on New Years 'because it'd be so romantic'.

"UGH I JUST WANT TO PUNCH HIM IN HIS STUPID CHISELED FACE!" Bulma suddenly screeched. Chi Chi jumped at her sudden outburst.

18 laughed. "Hey, you're starting your self-defense classes tomorrow right? Maybe you'll learn how to break his nose or something."

"A girl can only hope," Bulma grumbled.

"18, don't encourage her," Chi Chi chided.

"Speaking of my self-defense class, the trainer must be a masochist because the class starts at 8am. On a freakin Saturday!" Bulma says, looking down at her phone to see the time. It was almost midnight. She really needed to stop staying so late at the lab… "Guess it's bedtime for me… G'night," she sighs irritably, dragging herself toward her bedroom.

"Goodnight," the other girls call out, somewhat happy to be able to continue their movie in piece.

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My very first multi-chapter Vegetal fic, so I hope you all enjoy!

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