Here I go with another fic. Well this one is not based on the movie 'At
first Sight' one, because I haven't seen that movie, and two I want to make
it with my own ideas. I'm just using the title hope you guys like it! This
chapter is a bit short but it explains why and how, so I'll let you guys
check it out.
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters, DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama, FUNimation, Toei and the others I don't even know of.
At first sight
"Hey Prince," the young blue haired girl said as she lovingly hugged the large white horse standing beside her. The beautiful horse nickered and rubbed her face. "I've missed you so much, but poppa wanted me to finish school early, it was his last wish, that way I'll be able to take over his company." She said with a sad smile. Her long blue hair had been tied into a low ponytail and she was wearing and outfit and a hat that were made specially for riding. Her bright blue eyes were a little red from crying but being with her horse made her happy. The farms on the outside of Capital City were beautiful and most of them were property of her late father.
There were a total of three stables full of horses and a separate barn for cattle and a couple of hen huts. The care giver there lived in a small house near the barn and he took care of tending the animals and the horses.
She smiled and mounted the saddle on the horse, "I just came to see you for a couple of hours and then I have to go. So let's just have a good time," she then took off at top speed and smiled as the air rushed to meet her face. Her love for horses had started as soon as she could walk and her father had obliged by getting her special classes on horse back riding and she had been a pro since she was five years of age.
'Poppa,' she thought sadly. Her father was on the way to being the richest man in the country, but he had been in a car accident on a rainy day and he had died a few minutes after his last words to her. Her mother had died right after she was born and she had no other relatives alive. She was left under the car of some foster parents who were in the process of adopting her and she would come to take legal possession of her property until she was at least 16. She was ten so she had at least 6 more years to go and thankfully her foster parents were kind people, they had an older son about two years older than her, but he spent most of his time in school.
"Be careful Bulma!" She heard the care giver, Son Gohan, shout. She nodded without turning and kept the break-neck speed of the gallop.
Then all of a sudden a large booming sound startled the horse and she lost control.
"Prince, whoah!" She pulled on the reins, but he didn't stop. The horse ran wildly and she could control him less and less by every passing second.
She tried getting him to stop but when he did he stopped completely with such force that Bulma lurched forward off of him and she was sent flying through the air and her skull hit a tree and she knew no more.
~~*~~
"Bulma? Sweetheart are you ok?" she heard the voice distantly from her unconsciousness. She moaned softly and turned her head, she tried to open her eyes but if felt difficult enough to just move.
"Grandpa Gohan?" She croaked.
"I'm here honey, how do you feel?" The old man's soft voice sounded very worried. Were her parents there?
"Mom, pop?"
"We're here baby, we've been here since you were brought to the hospital, Gohan called us and told us you had been in an accident. Sweety I always told you that horses were very dangerous, I'm just glad that you're ok," her foster mother's voice said softly.
"Mom, why can't I open my eyes? I have been trying to look at you guys since I woke up but I can't," Bulma said as she touched her face to feel if there was anything stopping her from seeing. There was only a bandage around her forehead but nothing over her eyes.
She sat up slowly, feeling her neck ache even with the neck brace she felt around it. "What's wrong with me? Why can't I see?" She wailed.
Had she been able to see she would have noticed her foster mother was crying and Gohan was near tears also. They all exchanged a look and Gohan made a sign that he would tell her.
He walked over to the bed and sat next to her. "Princess?" She nodded towards him as he took her small hands in his. "I want you to be strong because..... because what I need to tell you is something that will require you to take as calmly as you can," he said in that gentle but strong voice.
"I-I don't know grandpa, so many things have already happened to me already, but I promise I'll try to be strong," she said as her voice cracked a bit.
The old man cleaned away the tears that had trailed down her face and sighed heavily. "When the horse stopped, you were thrown off. Your head hit the tree very hard and it caused you to lose consciousness. Your skull was fractured and that...... that caused you to lose your eyesight."
The young girl released a sob and fell into his comforting fatherly arms. "I-I'm blind?"
"I'm very sorry Bulma-chan," he stroked her blue hair softly while she sobbed in his arms. "Be strong, you will get through this with the help of us all..........."
~~*~~
"I've been strong for nearly 12 years Chi, I just lost all hope that I would be able to see again about five years after," Bulma said as she felt Chichi fixing her hair.
"You shouldn't give up hope Bulma, you will see that one of these days you WILL be able to see," the woman said softly.
"I don't know what I would do without a friend like you Chichi," she said.
"Well I have to admit that at first I didn't want to get too involved emotionally with you as a friend, but I guess we grew on each other after a few weeks, you are my best friend now and I care for you. That is why I am telling you not to give up hope, like a sister would say to another!"
"It's a shame I can't see you Chi. Anyway I don't want to get all mushy before we go, and I have the distinct feeling that we're gonna be late for my appointment," Bulma laughed.
Chichi checked her over and smiled. "Its a good thing you don't have to worry about getting yourself all beautiful, beauty is your friend, you have the loveliest blue hair and eyes, I have no doubt that you'll meet your dream man soon." Chichi fixed Bulma's bangs back from her face and ran a fork through her short layered blue hair and nodded.
"What man is going to want a blind girl?"
"Let's not get into this again, AND let's not forget Gohan's grandson. He wanted you the way you were," Chichi said seriously.
"But he had to go to an out of state college and get a good career, he promised grandpa Gohan. But I think that I'm over him. Let's go Chi, we're already late," she mumbled. Chichi helped her up and they made their way out to the car.
~*~
"Bulma, I beg to at least think it over, there are many possibilities that....." her doctor was trying to convince her to get an eye surgery but she was by far the most stubborn woman he had ever met.
"No. I don't even want to spark hope in me, I gave it up years ago. Not even all my father's inheritance money will give me back my eyesight. What if it doesn't work? It'll be like another blow to my sanity. I'll just crumble up and die, I'm fine the way I am, besides I am out of public view and I don't need anything new getting them all riled up, and in my face again," she said stubbornly.
"Bulma," he took her hands and squeezed them gently, "take it as a brother to a sister. It hurts to see you this way, and I want you to be happy. I want to see your beautiful blue eyes sparkle with sight. Promise me you will at least think about it," he said in a pleading voice.
Bulma sighed and lowered her head, "Yamcha......"
"Please? Do it for me," he said kissing her lips softly. Bulma jerked away with a shocked look on her face and touched her lips with her finger tips. She then sighed and nodded.
"Fine, I'll think about it but that is no guarantee that I'll do it," she said flatly. He kissed her cheek and helped her up.
"Thank you." He walked her to the door and to Chichi who was waiting for her outside. "Bulma......... how about we have dinner on Friday?" he said before loosing the small amount of courage he had gotten just by looking at her beautiful face.
"Let me think about it," she said with a smile, "I'll call you later and give you my answer," she grabbed Chichi's arm and turned to leave.
Yamcha smiled at her back and turned back into his office. He had become a doctor for her. After she had that accident and remained blind, he promised himself he would find a way to give her her eyesight back. But in the process he had found himself falling for her every day they spent together. She was such a beautiful woman with a fiery spirit that had captured his heart without her even realizing it.
If he helped her recover her eyesight maybe he would be able to take a chance and confess his love for her, but convincing her to consider the surgery was hard enough. He'd have to try hard if he'd get her to accept the surgery. Only then would he confess his feelings.
~*~
"You should have seen his face when he asked you to dinner," Chichi said with a giggle. "I think he went through four shades of red!"
"He kissed me Chi, it was just a peck on the lips but he did it. I'm very confused, I've only heard his voice since I was ten because he spent most of his time in school. Mom and Pop would tell me about him but I would have no idea of what he looks like now, legally he's my brother," Bulma said to her friend.
Chichi smiled brightly and walked with her friend slowly through the central park. "I told you that someday you would find the man of your dreams. It was only a matter of time, besides, he's pretty cute."
"Oh really? Then if I end up with him, remind me to find a guy for you," Bulma smiled and closed her coat tighter around her. It was the middle of November and things were starting to get cold.
"How about we go get some coffee and then head to the mall, we need some new winter clothes and I have seen this sweater that looks absolutely divine," the raven haired woman said. Bulma nodded and grinned.
"You up for a few hours of describing clothes for me? Then after that we can go rent movies and I'll listen, ne?"
Chichi looked down sadly, thankful that her friend couldn't see the sadness for her reflected on her face. "Sure Bulma, then we should probably load up on junk food too."
"That's a good idea," Bulma laughed and they were off.
~~*~~
After their coffee they went down to one of the huge stores in the mall.
"Wow, there are so many nice looking suits. By the way we just walked into the men's department," Chichi whispered. She looked up and saw a very nicely built man getting measured for a suit.
Bulma nodded and folded up her cane. "Any cute guys around?"
"Yeah, there's one that is getting measured right now, he has the nicest bod I've ever seen," Chichi snickered. "He looks about our height with troll like hair, and a NICE body," Chichi stood there staring and from anyone who didn't know the other woman was blind it would seem that she was staring too.
The man turned to them and Chichi looked away quickly. "Bulma turn your head he's looking this way, feel around and act as if you're looking at the clothes," Chichi muttered through her teeth.
Bulma did as told and acted as if she was looking at the clothes. She then felt Chichi grab her arm. "Come on B, he's looking another way, let's go," with that they made their getaway.
They made it to the women's department and started to laugh. "We got caught gawking, and by a really cute guy," Chichi said between laughs.
Bulma smiled and put her hands on her hips. "Chichi I want some new clothing today," she tapped her foot. Chichi laughed and they were off to get new clothes.
After they had bought bags and bags of clothing and stuffed them into capsules they sat outside of the store on the mall benches. "Bulma give me a minute while I go buy these CD's I want, I know you're tired so stay here, I'll be back in a few." Bulma nodded and sat back to wait patiently.
About a half-hour later Bulma got up and stretched, she turned to walk it off a bit and slammed into someone. She fell right on her bottom with a yelp. By instinct her head moved up so to hear if anyone was still there.
"Idiot woman, don't you watch where you are going?" A deep voice snapped harshly.
"Me an idiot?" She asked indignantly.
"What the hell is your problem are you b-...."
"Blind?" She cut in with a harsh laugh. "Its a matter of fact that I am you asshole, that's why I'm still on the damned floor."
He looked shocked for a moment but shook it off. He bent over and hauled her up effortlessly. "My apologies I had no idea you-........." He trailed off.
"Just say it, that I'm blind," she snapped.
"You and your friend were the ones who looked like you were gawking at me while I was measured, weren't you?" his voice sounded amused.
Against herself Bulma blushed and nodded. "Now that's where you are wrong. Want to know why? Because I can't gawk," she said as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"That is true," he muttered. There was a silence there that to a point Bulma thought he had left her there alone.
"Are you still here or am I talking to myself?" she said with a hint of humor.
"Oh I'm still here, I was just thinking," he said.
"About what?" She asked curiously.
He took another silent moment and looked her up and down. For a woman with no sight, she was quite a sight. She had short blue hair that had been curled upward by the layers and pale skin with the bluest eyes he had ever seen. But it was a shame that her eyes didn't have the sparkle of vision in them. Aside from that she was very nicely shaped. "Are you here alone?"
"Why?" She asked not knowing where he was getting at.
"Hey Bulma, I just go the-......" She heard Chichi's voice trail off as she neared her and the man with the sexy voice. "Um, hey who's this?" She asked her blue-haired friend.
"This is the guy that knocked me on my butt a few seconds ago," Bulma answered with a laugh. Chichi smiled at the guy and her eyes widened as she recognized him as the guy in the men's department. He was a gorgeous guy up close, and he seemed to be looking at Bulma a lot.
"Really?" Chichi asked. Her friend nodded and smiled.
"Can I at least get your name?" Bulma asked as she turned to the direction where she had heard him clear his voice.
"Vegeta Ouji, and my apologies again. I meant no disrespect," he said in that sexy male baritone.
"That's ok, it was nice meeting you, but my friend and I have to go," She said as she made a grab for Chichi and found her arm. "Bye!"
"I didn't get your name," he said.
"That's because I didn't give it," Bulma called back.
Vegeta watched as she walked away with the aid of her friend and jogged over to them. He told the black haired woman to keep quiet and handed her a business card. Then he mouthed, 'tell her to call me because I have her walking stick.'
Chichi nodded with a grin and took the card. He walked away slowly and took the walking stick and left. Bulma had this happy look on her face and was really quiet the rest of the way home.
~*~
"Chi, have you seen my walking cane?" Bulma asked as she stood in the middle of a huge oak dance floor.
"No, but I think I know who does," she said in a sing-song voice as she lead Bulma to the punching bag.
Bulma's eyes narrowed as she began to punch expertly on the bag. "Who?"
"That guy that knocked you on your ass," Chichi laughed. "He gave me his business card and he wants you to call him, says he has your walking stick."
Bulma began to punch harder until she was breathing hard. "Somehow I have the feeling you knew of his intentions," she said in an accusing voice.
"Yeah, but he seems really cute and you need a guy," Chichi said in a whiny voice.
"First Yamcha and now this Vegeta guy, who I DON'T even know, I swear," Bulma grumbled to herself.
"Why don't you just call him? Who knows, maybe he's the one destined to make you happy!" Chichi said excitedly.
"Don't give me all that destiny crap. Now dial the number and hand me the phone," Bulma commanded. Chichi grinned and ran to get the number and phone.
She returned a few minutes later and shoved the phone into her hand. Bulma pursed her lips and took it.
"Hello? Is this Vegeta?" She asked.
"Yes its me. I see your friend did as I told her to do," he said in amusement.
"Yeah, she's obsessed with the idea of finding me a guy, she wont stop," Bulma said.
"I have something that belongs to you, and the only way to get it back is by joining me for dinner tomorrow night," he said smoothly.
"Didn't it cross your mind that I could just get a new one? Besides I don't know you or anything about you. How do I know you're not some homicidal maniac trying to kill me?" she asked with some humor in her voice.
"If that were true, then I would tell you to go lock your windows and doors," he chuckled. "But I have no need for stalking you. I merely want to have dinner with a woman I threw to the ground accidentally, to show my apologies."
Bulma smiled widely and thought it over. "Only one condition."
"Which is?"
"That Chichi goes. She can sit in some other table, but I want her to be there," Bulma said slyly. Chichi uttered a choked sound and shook her head, but Bulma completely ignored her.
"Fine. Tell her to look nice I know a man that I could set her up with," he replied.
"Then its a date?" Bulma laughed.
"It is, just tell me where you live."
"Capsule Corp condo's, the buildings are located to the right of Capsule Corp, my apartment number is 7 and its on the first floor," Bulma said evenly.
"Then I will pick you and your friend up at 7:30pm?"
"Yes."
"Oh and dress in evening attire woman."
"My name is Bulma," she said with a small laugh.
"Woman will do just fine. See you tomorrow," he hung up before she could utter another word. Bulma growled but then smiled.
"What happened?" Chichi asked eagerly.
"Chi, we have to go shopping for an evening dress!"
"We?"
"Yes, we both have dates for tomorrow!"
Both women squealed and jumped around in excitement for the next evening to come.
Did you guys like? Well just remember to let me know, ok? I'll try to get the next chapter out in a few days or as soon as possible.
Byebye
~!Joey!~
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters, DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama, FUNimation, Toei and the others I don't even know of.
At first sight
"Hey Prince," the young blue haired girl said as she lovingly hugged the large white horse standing beside her. The beautiful horse nickered and rubbed her face. "I've missed you so much, but poppa wanted me to finish school early, it was his last wish, that way I'll be able to take over his company." She said with a sad smile. Her long blue hair had been tied into a low ponytail and she was wearing and outfit and a hat that were made specially for riding. Her bright blue eyes were a little red from crying but being with her horse made her happy. The farms on the outside of Capital City were beautiful and most of them were property of her late father.
There were a total of three stables full of horses and a separate barn for cattle and a couple of hen huts. The care giver there lived in a small house near the barn and he took care of tending the animals and the horses.
She smiled and mounted the saddle on the horse, "I just came to see you for a couple of hours and then I have to go. So let's just have a good time," she then took off at top speed and smiled as the air rushed to meet her face. Her love for horses had started as soon as she could walk and her father had obliged by getting her special classes on horse back riding and she had been a pro since she was five years of age.
'Poppa,' she thought sadly. Her father was on the way to being the richest man in the country, but he had been in a car accident on a rainy day and he had died a few minutes after his last words to her. Her mother had died right after she was born and she had no other relatives alive. She was left under the car of some foster parents who were in the process of adopting her and she would come to take legal possession of her property until she was at least 16. She was ten so she had at least 6 more years to go and thankfully her foster parents were kind people, they had an older son about two years older than her, but he spent most of his time in school.
"Be careful Bulma!" She heard the care giver, Son Gohan, shout. She nodded without turning and kept the break-neck speed of the gallop.
Then all of a sudden a large booming sound startled the horse and she lost control.
"Prince, whoah!" She pulled on the reins, but he didn't stop. The horse ran wildly and she could control him less and less by every passing second.
She tried getting him to stop but when he did he stopped completely with such force that Bulma lurched forward off of him and she was sent flying through the air and her skull hit a tree and she knew no more.
~~*~~
"Bulma? Sweetheart are you ok?" she heard the voice distantly from her unconsciousness. She moaned softly and turned her head, she tried to open her eyes but if felt difficult enough to just move.
"Grandpa Gohan?" She croaked.
"I'm here honey, how do you feel?" The old man's soft voice sounded very worried. Were her parents there?
"Mom, pop?"
"We're here baby, we've been here since you were brought to the hospital, Gohan called us and told us you had been in an accident. Sweety I always told you that horses were very dangerous, I'm just glad that you're ok," her foster mother's voice said softly.
"Mom, why can't I open my eyes? I have been trying to look at you guys since I woke up but I can't," Bulma said as she touched her face to feel if there was anything stopping her from seeing. There was only a bandage around her forehead but nothing over her eyes.
She sat up slowly, feeling her neck ache even with the neck brace she felt around it. "What's wrong with me? Why can't I see?" She wailed.
Had she been able to see she would have noticed her foster mother was crying and Gohan was near tears also. They all exchanged a look and Gohan made a sign that he would tell her.
He walked over to the bed and sat next to her. "Princess?" She nodded towards him as he took her small hands in his. "I want you to be strong because..... because what I need to tell you is something that will require you to take as calmly as you can," he said in that gentle but strong voice.
"I-I don't know grandpa, so many things have already happened to me already, but I promise I'll try to be strong," she said as her voice cracked a bit.
The old man cleaned away the tears that had trailed down her face and sighed heavily. "When the horse stopped, you were thrown off. Your head hit the tree very hard and it caused you to lose consciousness. Your skull was fractured and that...... that caused you to lose your eyesight."
The young girl released a sob and fell into his comforting fatherly arms. "I-I'm blind?"
"I'm very sorry Bulma-chan," he stroked her blue hair softly while she sobbed in his arms. "Be strong, you will get through this with the help of us all..........."
~~*~~
"I've been strong for nearly 12 years Chi, I just lost all hope that I would be able to see again about five years after," Bulma said as she felt Chichi fixing her hair.
"You shouldn't give up hope Bulma, you will see that one of these days you WILL be able to see," the woman said softly.
"I don't know what I would do without a friend like you Chichi," she said.
"Well I have to admit that at first I didn't want to get too involved emotionally with you as a friend, but I guess we grew on each other after a few weeks, you are my best friend now and I care for you. That is why I am telling you not to give up hope, like a sister would say to another!"
"It's a shame I can't see you Chi. Anyway I don't want to get all mushy before we go, and I have the distinct feeling that we're gonna be late for my appointment," Bulma laughed.
Chichi checked her over and smiled. "Its a good thing you don't have to worry about getting yourself all beautiful, beauty is your friend, you have the loveliest blue hair and eyes, I have no doubt that you'll meet your dream man soon." Chichi fixed Bulma's bangs back from her face and ran a fork through her short layered blue hair and nodded.
"What man is going to want a blind girl?"
"Let's not get into this again, AND let's not forget Gohan's grandson. He wanted you the way you were," Chichi said seriously.
"But he had to go to an out of state college and get a good career, he promised grandpa Gohan. But I think that I'm over him. Let's go Chi, we're already late," she mumbled. Chichi helped her up and they made their way out to the car.
~*~
"Bulma, I beg to at least think it over, there are many possibilities that....." her doctor was trying to convince her to get an eye surgery but she was by far the most stubborn woman he had ever met.
"No. I don't even want to spark hope in me, I gave it up years ago. Not even all my father's inheritance money will give me back my eyesight. What if it doesn't work? It'll be like another blow to my sanity. I'll just crumble up and die, I'm fine the way I am, besides I am out of public view and I don't need anything new getting them all riled up, and in my face again," she said stubbornly.
"Bulma," he took her hands and squeezed them gently, "take it as a brother to a sister. It hurts to see you this way, and I want you to be happy. I want to see your beautiful blue eyes sparkle with sight. Promise me you will at least think about it," he said in a pleading voice.
Bulma sighed and lowered her head, "Yamcha......"
"Please? Do it for me," he said kissing her lips softly. Bulma jerked away with a shocked look on her face and touched her lips with her finger tips. She then sighed and nodded.
"Fine, I'll think about it but that is no guarantee that I'll do it," she said flatly. He kissed her cheek and helped her up.
"Thank you." He walked her to the door and to Chichi who was waiting for her outside. "Bulma......... how about we have dinner on Friday?" he said before loosing the small amount of courage he had gotten just by looking at her beautiful face.
"Let me think about it," she said with a smile, "I'll call you later and give you my answer," she grabbed Chichi's arm and turned to leave.
Yamcha smiled at her back and turned back into his office. He had become a doctor for her. After she had that accident and remained blind, he promised himself he would find a way to give her her eyesight back. But in the process he had found himself falling for her every day they spent together. She was such a beautiful woman with a fiery spirit that had captured his heart without her even realizing it.
If he helped her recover her eyesight maybe he would be able to take a chance and confess his love for her, but convincing her to consider the surgery was hard enough. He'd have to try hard if he'd get her to accept the surgery. Only then would he confess his feelings.
~*~
"You should have seen his face when he asked you to dinner," Chichi said with a giggle. "I think he went through four shades of red!"
"He kissed me Chi, it was just a peck on the lips but he did it. I'm very confused, I've only heard his voice since I was ten because he spent most of his time in school. Mom and Pop would tell me about him but I would have no idea of what he looks like now, legally he's my brother," Bulma said to her friend.
Chichi smiled brightly and walked with her friend slowly through the central park. "I told you that someday you would find the man of your dreams. It was only a matter of time, besides, he's pretty cute."
"Oh really? Then if I end up with him, remind me to find a guy for you," Bulma smiled and closed her coat tighter around her. It was the middle of November and things were starting to get cold.
"How about we go get some coffee and then head to the mall, we need some new winter clothes and I have seen this sweater that looks absolutely divine," the raven haired woman said. Bulma nodded and grinned.
"You up for a few hours of describing clothes for me? Then after that we can go rent movies and I'll listen, ne?"
Chichi looked down sadly, thankful that her friend couldn't see the sadness for her reflected on her face. "Sure Bulma, then we should probably load up on junk food too."
"That's a good idea," Bulma laughed and they were off.
~~*~~
After their coffee they went down to one of the huge stores in the mall.
"Wow, there are so many nice looking suits. By the way we just walked into the men's department," Chichi whispered. She looked up and saw a very nicely built man getting measured for a suit.
Bulma nodded and folded up her cane. "Any cute guys around?"
"Yeah, there's one that is getting measured right now, he has the nicest bod I've ever seen," Chichi snickered. "He looks about our height with troll like hair, and a NICE body," Chichi stood there staring and from anyone who didn't know the other woman was blind it would seem that she was staring too.
The man turned to them and Chichi looked away quickly. "Bulma turn your head he's looking this way, feel around and act as if you're looking at the clothes," Chichi muttered through her teeth.
Bulma did as told and acted as if she was looking at the clothes. She then felt Chichi grab her arm. "Come on B, he's looking another way, let's go," with that they made their getaway.
They made it to the women's department and started to laugh. "We got caught gawking, and by a really cute guy," Chichi said between laughs.
Bulma smiled and put her hands on her hips. "Chichi I want some new clothing today," she tapped her foot. Chichi laughed and they were off to get new clothes.
After they had bought bags and bags of clothing and stuffed them into capsules they sat outside of the store on the mall benches. "Bulma give me a minute while I go buy these CD's I want, I know you're tired so stay here, I'll be back in a few." Bulma nodded and sat back to wait patiently.
About a half-hour later Bulma got up and stretched, she turned to walk it off a bit and slammed into someone. She fell right on her bottom with a yelp. By instinct her head moved up so to hear if anyone was still there.
"Idiot woman, don't you watch where you are going?" A deep voice snapped harshly.
"Me an idiot?" She asked indignantly.
"What the hell is your problem are you b-...."
"Blind?" She cut in with a harsh laugh. "Its a matter of fact that I am you asshole, that's why I'm still on the damned floor."
He looked shocked for a moment but shook it off. He bent over and hauled her up effortlessly. "My apologies I had no idea you-........." He trailed off.
"Just say it, that I'm blind," she snapped.
"You and your friend were the ones who looked like you were gawking at me while I was measured, weren't you?" his voice sounded amused.
Against herself Bulma blushed and nodded. "Now that's where you are wrong. Want to know why? Because I can't gawk," she said as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"That is true," he muttered. There was a silence there that to a point Bulma thought he had left her there alone.
"Are you still here or am I talking to myself?" she said with a hint of humor.
"Oh I'm still here, I was just thinking," he said.
"About what?" She asked curiously.
He took another silent moment and looked her up and down. For a woman with no sight, she was quite a sight. She had short blue hair that had been curled upward by the layers and pale skin with the bluest eyes he had ever seen. But it was a shame that her eyes didn't have the sparkle of vision in them. Aside from that she was very nicely shaped. "Are you here alone?"
"Why?" She asked not knowing where he was getting at.
"Hey Bulma, I just go the-......" She heard Chichi's voice trail off as she neared her and the man with the sexy voice. "Um, hey who's this?" She asked her blue-haired friend.
"This is the guy that knocked me on my butt a few seconds ago," Bulma answered with a laugh. Chichi smiled at the guy and her eyes widened as she recognized him as the guy in the men's department. He was a gorgeous guy up close, and he seemed to be looking at Bulma a lot.
"Really?" Chichi asked. Her friend nodded and smiled.
"Can I at least get your name?" Bulma asked as she turned to the direction where she had heard him clear his voice.
"Vegeta Ouji, and my apologies again. I meant no disrespect," he said in that sexy male baritone.
"That's ok, it was nice meeting you, but my friend and I have to go," She said as she made a grab for Chichi and found her arm. "Bye!"
"I didn't get your name," he said.
"That's because I didn't give it," Bulma called back.
Vegeta watched as she walked away with the aid of her friend and jogged over to them. He told the black haired woman to keep quiet and handed her a business card. Then he mouthed, 'tell her to call me because I have her walking stick.'
Chichi nodded with a grin and took the card. He walked away slowly and took the walking stick and left. Bulma had this happy look on her face and was really quiet the rest of the way home.
~*~
"Chi, have you seen my walking cane?" Bulma asked as she stood in the middle of a huge oak dance floor.
"No, but I think I know who does," she said in a sing-song voice as she lead Bulma to the punching bag.
Bulma's eyes narrowed as she began to punch expertly on the bag. "Who?"
"That guy that knocked you on your ass," Chichi laughed. "He gave me his business card and he wants you to call him, says he has your walking stick."
Bulma began to punch harder until she was breathing hard. "Somehow I have the feeling you knew of his intentions," she said in an accusing voice.
"Yeah, but he seems really cute and you need a guy," Chichi said in a whiny voice.
"First Yamcha and now this Vegeta guy, who I DON'T even know, I swear," Bulma grumbled to herself.
"Why don't you just call him? Who knows, maybe he's the one destined to make you happy!" Chichi said excitedly.
"Don't give me all that destiny crap. Now dial the number and hand me the phone," Bulma commanded. Chichi grinned and ran to get the number and phone.
She returned a few minutes later and shoved the phone into her hand. Bulma pursed her lips and took it.
"Hello? Is this Vegeta?" She asked.
"Yes its me. I see your friend did as I told her to do," he said in amusement.
"Yeah, she's obsessed with the idea of finding me a guy, she wont stop," Bulma said.
"I have something that belongs to you, and the only way to get it back is by joining me for dinner tomorrow night," he said smoothly.
"Didn't it cross your mind that I could just get a new one? Besides I don't know you or anything about you. How do I know you're not some homicidal maniac trying to kill me?" she asked with some humor in her voice.
"If that were true, then I would tell you to go lock your windows and doors," he chuckled. "But I have no need for stalking you. I merely want to have dinner with a woman I threw to the ground accidentally, to show my apologies."
Bulma smiled widely and thought it over. "Only one condition."
"Which is?"
"That Chichi goes. She can sit in some other table, but I want her to be there," Bulma said slyly. Chichi uttered a choked sound and shook her head, but Bulma completely ignored her.
"Fine. Tell her to look nice I know a man that I could set her up with," he replied.
"Then its a date?" Bulma laughed.
"It is, just tell me where you live."
"Capsule Corp condo's, the buildings are located to the right of Capsule Corp, my apartment number is 7 and its on the first floor," Bulma said evenly.
"Then I will pick you and your friend up at 7:30pm?"
"Yes."
"Oh and dress in evening attire woman."
"My name is Bulma," she said with a small laugh.
"Woman will do just fine. See you tomorrow," he hung up before she could utter another word. Bulma growled but then smiled.
"What happened?" Chichi asked eagerly.
"Chi, we have to go shopping for an evening dress!"
"We?"
"Yes, we both have dates for tomorrow!"
Both women squealed and jumped around in excitement for the next evening to come.
Did you guys like? Well just remember to let me know, ok? I'll try to get the next chapter out in a few days or as soon as possible.
Byebye
~!Joey!~