Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, I wish I did but I don't : : SIGH: :!!!!!!! Pleaz don't sue if u don't like!
AN: this is my first fic, so pleaz don't be too harsh while reviewing! Pleaz read dis, pleaz! I know u all r probly tired of those Bulma Vegeta get 2gether fics, put there my favorite fics, so pleaz read it. Oh yeah, this is an A/U! Bulma stills dates yamacha (but not 4 long!!!!!) blah blah blah! Enjoy!!!!
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Do You Love Me?!
a Bulma Vegeta A/U fic by: Vegeta~lover
Chapter One: unfaithful.
Bulma opened her eyes to the glare of the sun shining in her face. "Damn that sun! I just wanna get some sleep." Bulma sighed groggily. She sat up in bed and stretched. Shuffling over to the bathroom she stepped in the shower.
Vegeta stepped out of the shower in the Gravity Room and dressed in some spandex pants. He walked in the house and growled irritably seeing and of course smelling no food. " That women, if she doesn't stop this habit of sleeping in and not fixing my breakfast on time, then she's making a big mistake!" Vegeta said, annoyed.
Bulma stepped out of her bedroom fully dressed and made her way towards the stairs. She slammed into Vegeta's rock hard chest on the way down. " watch were your going women, and were is my breakfast!" Vegeta said angrily. Bulma who was getting red in the face from embarrassment of carelessly bumping into Vegeta, was now red from anger. " well excuse me Vegeta, but this is my house, and I can get up when I want and cook whenever I please, not when your ready to eat! Last time I checked you were the guest and I was the person offering you a home here!" Bulma screamed temper soaring. " I want my breakfast women, don't make me do something you'll regret." Vegeta said menacingly. " Yeah right Vegeta, like you haven't threatened me like that before! Fine I'll make your breakfast!" Bulma replied, trying to control her temper. that's what Vegeta like, being able to make her angry. She stormed past him towards the kitchen
"I'll make him his breakfast, but I wont promise he'll like it." Bulma said to herself evilly. "I heard that women, and I'm coming in there to make sure you do the job right." Vegeta said. "Damn. Damn saiya~jins, and their damn hearing." Bulma said angrily, her plan slipping away. There was no way she could fool him when he was watching. Vegeta smirked, knowing she couldn't do anything with him watching.
Bulma finished, and she sat down to eat. She always noticed how Vegeta still ate as much as Goku, as much as that seemed impossible, but he was nowhere near as messy as Goku. He ate everything slow and neatly.
Bulma finished her meal and headed upstairs for her date with Yamcha. She put on her best make up and curled her hair. She put up a heap of hair on her head, with wisps of it hanging down around her neck. She put on a beautiful silver dress she had bought yesterday for her date. She glanced in the mirror after applying a spray of Journey perfume. 'Perfect, Yamcha's going to love this outfit. I can't wait till he gets here. He should be here any moment.' Bulma thought to herself.
As Bulma walked downstairs she saw Vegeta watching TV on the couch. Vegeta glanced up momentarily and felt his eyes almost popping out of his head when he saw her. 'She looks beautiful. Wait what am I thinking, this is Bulma here, don't think those kind of things about her.' Vegeta thought to himself.
"Like what you see?" Bulma said casually to him, noticing his expression. When she didn't get a reply she giggled. Just then the phone rang. "moshi moshi. Oh hi Yamcha were are you?" Bulma questioned. "um, babe, I'm not gonna be able to make it to our date tonight, something's come up. Sorry." Yamcha gushed out quickly. Bulma could have sworn she heard a girl giggling in the background, and some kind of murmuring going on. " Allright Yamcha fine. I'll see you later, B…" Bulma said through gritted teeth, but was cut short at Yamcha's abrupt hang up. Bulma went upstairs and changed into a pair of short shorts and a tank top, and put her hair in a pony tail. She quickly grabbed some socks and tennis shoes, and threw them on. Bulma then walked downstairs and got the capsule to her silver miata, completely ignoring Vegeta, who was now back to watching TV again, and stepped out side. 'I'll see what Yamcha's really doing.' was the only thought that ran through her head as she hoped in the car and drove off towards Yamcha's house. She pulled up and walked determinedly towards the door.
She quietly slipped inside and walked towards Yamcha's room. She peeked inside the room and her eyes widened in shock. There was Yamcha, in only his boxers, kissing a brunette and sliding her shirt over her head. Bulma gasped so loudly that Yamacha started to turn around. But not before Bulma ran. Ran as fast as she could out the door, inside her car and drove as fast as she could to the nearest bar. All the while thinking only one thing… 'Yamcha's cheating on me, I can't believe he's cheating on me. How long had this been going on? I thought he loved me. The one person I ever had feelings for, and thought loved me is cheating on me. HE'S cheating on ME!!! What am I going to do with out him?' As the thoughts swiveled through Bulma's head she began to gain control over herself. She slowed the car as she saw the bar up ahead, not even caring or even noticing the tears streaming down her face. She got out of the car and walked towards the entrance, ignoring the comments of the men saying "hey baby, you wanna party tonight!" She stepped inside the packed building, and walked towards the bar.
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AN: ok… so0o0o0o0o0o0o wad'y think of it?!!!!! I know it was short, but I jes getting started, give me a chance! Its my 1st fic so go easy on me please, tell me the problems nicely. And sowwy nutin good bout dis chappie, had to get that Yamcha business out of da way! R&R!!! BYE!!!!!