You've Got Mail Chapter 2
Bulma had just gotten out of the shower that morning and was sitting in front of her dresser combing her hair. It felt so good to take a hot shower when it's so cold outside, she thought, as her finger touched the cold glass of the mirror. Her eyes wandered around for a bit and then stopped at the reflection of her computer in the mirror. I wonder if he e-mailed me like I asked him to, she thought, well maybe not because we just met last night… But then again…
Taking another glance at the computer, she couldn't take the suspense any longer and flicked the on switch on the monitor. She waited anxiously for everything to load up so she could sign on..
"Hurry up, hurry up! You're so slow!", she whispered, more to herself than to the monitor.
Finally she signed on and checked her mailbox for any new messages. Just as she had thought….. Nothing..
Disappointed she moved the cursor towards the close button then wondered if she should write the first e-mail. But what would she say? "Oh, hi again I just wanted to tell you that I'm madly in love with you". Hah, what a joke. Or maybe I'll just say "hi" and ask him a few personal questions. Yeah that would be okay, I wouldn't be too aggressive and I'll be learning more about him. She finally decided she would and started to write…
Dear Mr. Anonymous, she started out at first. No that sounds too corny.. Okay, just Anonymous. She started again…
Dear Anonymous,
Hi again, remember me? Well we chatted last night and I hope you remember. Any ways, I'd like to get to know you better. So I hope you don't mind if I ask you a few questions. If you find any a bit too personal you don't have to answer them, but I'd like very much for you to answer them all. Okay here it goes… Have you ever been married? If not, have you ever been seriously involved with someone? Are you homosexual or anything? No offense if you are, he he… Last but not least… Would you like to have a relationship with someone? I'm sorry for all the questions but I really want to know more about you and I hope we can develop a strong relationship, friendship that is. Okay I guess I'll be going now.. Write back as soon as possible and take care! =)
Blue Swan
Bulma looked it over one more time and decided it wasn't that bad. She pressed the send button and hoped he wouldn't think she was overly liberated or anything. After she made sure everything was done she turned her computer off and headed off for the kitchen. She neared the counter of the kitchen and looked around, instinctively she'd look at the fridge to find Vegeta claiming all the food but today he wasn't there.
I swear that man just gets weirder and weirder everyday, Bulma sighed as she poured some water into the coffeepot. She wasn't going to do much that morning except wait for a response to the e-mail so she decided to visit Chi-chi. Moreover, she wanted to tell Chi-chi all about Anonymous and how interesting he is. I bet after I tell her everything she'll agree, she thought happily as she sipped the last drop of coffee from her mug. Okay off I go, and she got her bag and was on her way to Chi-chi's.
When she was half way there she happened to see Gohan who was going home as well. Gohan walked along side her and started telling her the stupidest things like how green Piccolo was or how bald Krillin was. Bulma was getting very annoyed and answered everything he said with a "GEE , THAT'S GREAT!". She felt as if the nerves in her forehead were about to pop when she saw the house ahead. They neared the house and Bulma let out a great, big sigh of relief. No wonder why Vegeta hates Goku so much, she thought then felt a little strange thinking about Vegeta and actually agreeing with him on something.
A few knocks on the door and she was greeted by a grinning Chi-chi eager to let her in.
"Bulma! It's so nice to see you! We haven't talk to each other for quite some time now! So what brings you here?" Chi-chi said with a smile which slowly faded to a frown when she asked. "Now I hope you haven't come to me with a problem"…
"Oh, no I've got plenty of great stuff to tell you!…" and with that they walked into the Son household.
Bulma sat down at the table watching Chi-chi prepare some sandwiches and tea. What a weird combination, Bulma thought. Chi-chi brought the snacks to the table and asked Bulma what she had been so eager to talk to her about.
"Well I met this guy on the Internet and he's very, very interesting!!..", Bulma blurted out quickly then cleared her throat before starting again. "He's single and he's very kind and thoughtful and.."
"Wait a minute", Chi-chi interrupted. "Now you know there can be very dangerous people on the Internet. All sorts! Like criminals and rapists and.. and for all you know they might be evil men like … like VEGETA who just want to kill everyone"
There goes name 'Vegeta' for the second time today, Bulma thought.
"Chi-chi, I know. I will be careful. And if I will be planning to meet him it will be at a crowded restaurant where he couldn't just rape me or anything"
"So did you see his picture? Is he handsome?? Oh I bet he is huh?", Chi-chi asked excitedly.
Bulma paused then said," No I didn't, he didn't have one"
Hearing this Chi-chi almost went in an outrage, "WHAT!?! You didn't....Well for all you know he could be some horribly ugly thing like Oolong!"
"HEY! I HEARD THAT!", an angry Oolong cried from under the table.
"Oh I'm sorry!", Chi-chi began to say apologetically then she realized he shouldn't have been under the table in the first place. "HEY! What were YOU doing under the table in the first place?!?!?"
Bulma quickly closed her legs since she was wearing a skirt with no shorts under.
"Oolong, you pervert!", they both screamed as they watched him run out of the house… with a camera.
Chi-chi was now very angry, and Bulma knew very well not to talk to Chi-chi when she was angry so she told her that she had something to do at the Capsule Corp. that she had forgotten about.
"Very well then, and be careful about that Anonymous man, okay Bulma?", Chi-chi said in reply.
Bulma nodded then walked down the trail back towards her house. Normally she never walked such far distances but she felt like she needed the exercise. All that time on the computer was making her feel a bit unhealthy. When she got back she heard some commotion going on in the gravity chamber. He's back to his old self again, she thought to herself as she glanced at the gravity chamber then walked inside.
When she had reached her room she felt tired from all that walking and decided to take a nap. A nap that was only supposed to be an hour or less turned out to be much, much longer.
Meanwhile, Vegeta had just finished his training and thoughts of BlueSwan were drifting back into his head. He had to talk to her again, he thought, he just had to. Without even changing, he rushed to Mr. Briefs office and found the room empty. Yes, I have the computer all to myself now, he thought. He turned it on, and began to remember everything Mr. Briefs had taught him the other day. Just then the background had loaded and almost blinded Vegeta. This man is definitely sick, Vegeta thought as he signed on trying as much as possible not to focus on the background. When he got on he didn't see BlueSwan on his list of users that were currently logged on. He didn't see anyone actually, since she was the only one he felt was important enough to put on there. His heart sank for he had been very anxious to talk to her again.
Then he noticed that the mailbox icon had lit up. Oh thank God, he said to himself as he clicked it and found an e-mail from BlueSwan in it. He opened it immediately and began to read. The first thing he noticed was all the question marks. Damn it, why does she have to know all this? Hmm.. Have I been married? No.. Involved? No… he laughed hysterically at the homosexual question and typed a big 'NO' for that, then stopped at the last question.. He had never thought about having a relationship before, much less even having anything to do with a woman. But he felt something different when he read this letter, he felt warm , but that was probably because of his blushing. So he decided to answer the last question with "Yes". He pressed send then swore he'd damn himself to hell after that.
The next morning Bulma woke up and realized she had slept ever since 5 p.m. last night. She looked at her clock and saw that it was already 12 a.m. Oh man!! She didn't wake up and make breakfast for Vegeta. She was sure he'd throw a fit at her so she got in a pair of pajamas and rushed to open the door. When she opened it she was startled to find Vegeta staring at her, apparently annoyed and starving.
"You baka! I could not train this morning because my hunger was burning a hole in my stomach!", Vegeta yelled at her. "I demand that you get in that kitchen and fix me some grub, immediately!".
Bulma was furious. Her face started to get red and hot and her eyes were almost teary. No, she thought, I am not going to spoil my day by starting it out with a fight. She swallowed all her pride and walked past the prince to go to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and took out some eggs and bacon and started frying some rice. She couldn't use her capsules because she knew Vegeta hated capsule food. If he didn't like her cooking its not as if he'd like the capsule food better.
Vegeta began to drum his fingers on the table on purpose trying to annoy Bulma. "Hurry up, woman!", he shouted as Bulma carried the plate to the table. With one bite Vegeta spat out the food and cursed at her once more. Bulma did not want to scream or yell this time. So she lifted the plate and as Vegeta thought she was going to throw it away she smashed the hot food into Vegeta's face. Vegeta screamed because of the pain. He took the plate and threw it on the ground then looked for Bulma. She had went back to her room. Vegeta knew that if he went after her he'd probably kill her, so he decided not to although it took an enormous amount of self-control to do so.
Back in her room, Bulma signed on again to check for new mail. She didn't only walk out of the kitchen as fast as she could because of anger. She knew that if she had stayed any longer she would've been blasted into bloody Bulma bits. Yet she was pleased to see that Anonymous had responded. She scanned through the e-mail and her eyes gleamed at his answer to the last question.
She replied without any further delay….
To be continued…
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