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In this they aren't sayains.. But Vegeta and Goku work out a lot.. They are all either 24 or 25.. Also Vegeta's left eye is light blue.. It'll explain why in the story.. Please send me your feed back.. Thank you and enjoy!

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"Santa Clause is coming tooo townnnnn!" Bulma slapped lazily at the Mickey Mouse alarm radio, that her idiot boyfriend purchased her, until it was knocked to the floor with a thump. Oh how she hated that damn mouse with his caroling friends, that woke her up every morning since she received it three weeks ago for her 25th birthday.

"Why the hell did he get me that damn thing.." she muttered groggily as she rubbed her eyes. Sitting up, she winced at the realization that she got all of three hours of sleep. again. As she slipped out from underneath the warmth of her covers she walked briskly out into the chilly hallway to adjust the temperature. "Basterd.." she muttered as she read the red, neon '62' on her thermostat. She turned it up until the red, neon, numbers read '76', then slipped into her bathroom for a brief shower.

She walked over to her mirror to examine her appearance. She had chose to wear a light blue blouse with a button unbuttoned to reveal slight cleavage, a pair of black, polyester, dress pants that hugged her curvy hips nicely but piled on the floor. "Damn regular, I ordered a short.." She walked over to her closet and pulled out a pair of black pumps to lift her enough to where her slacks barely grazed the floor. Glancing back into the mirror she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear revealing a sparkly diamond earring. She ran a comb lightly though her freshly curled, blue locks. Then applied her eyeliner, eye shadow, and mascara. She sighed as she reached for her cover up. Looking into the mirror she sighed again then started to cake the cover up under her eyes to hide the purple and blue bags.

Walking into the kitchen she was about to grab her keys and purse when she stopped mid stride. She glared at the bowl of milk sitting on the table, accompanied by a half empty glass of orange juice, a crumpled napkin, a milky spoon, and of course, a puddle of milk. "Urgh!" she growled as she stomped over to the mess. "Can't he try to help keep this place clean!" She screamed this as she threw the bowl, spoon and glass into the sink; totally destroying the bowl and glass. "URGH!" She growled once again as she glared at the shards of glass in the sink.

Grabbing her keys, purse, and leather jacket she stormed out of the apartment and into the hallway. "I should change those damn locks.." She muttered as she slammed her fist into the down arrow imagining it was a certain, soon to be, ex boyfriend.

As she exited the elevator and entered the 'Grand Entrance' of her apartment complex; she pulled on her jacket. She couldn't help but smile as she walked out onto the streets of New York City. She had dreamed of living in the 'Big Apple' since she was ten. Even though she had been living there for a little over a month; she still smiled every time she walked onto the streets. That is until she is pushed and shoved by passerbys..

After waving down a taxi she pulled out her cell phone to call her assistant Juu. "Hey Juu"

"You're late"

"I know, that's why I'm calling.."

"Uh huh" Juu replied impatiently. Juu was always impatient. People mistake her as the mean bitchy type. She is..unless you get to know her. If you're her friend she can seem to be nicer. Juu has been her personal assistant since she moved in.

"Is he there yet?"

"No! You're both late and your meeting is in fifteen minutes!"

"Thank God he's not there yet! Now, I need you to go into my office and get my files off of my desk and just lay them in the conference room.. Um what room is it being held in again?"

"You're kidding! Bulma! I've told you how many times?"

"Hey! I only had a couple hours of sleep give me a break!"

"Ugh! It's on the tenth floor conference room two C.."

"Thanks!..Um Juu one more favor.."

"..And that is?"

"Can you get me a cup of coffee? Black's fine..leave it with my files."

"Alright, just get down here!"

" 'Kay thanks again Juu you're the best!"

"Yea, I know."

She got there about ten minutes later. After paying the taxi driver she headed towards the door when she felt herself slide forward. Moving her arms in circles to keep herself from falling seemed to help; but not for long. She felt herself falling backwards when she suddenly stopped. Her back was pressed up against, what felt like, a brick wall. She noticed someones arms were under hers and whoever caught her was chuckling at her.

"Walk much, women?" said a gruff voice from behind. She new right away who this voice belonged too.

"Thank you soo much!"

"Why are you thanking me?" He smirked and slowly lowered her back down towards the icey pavement.

"No! Oh my god, stop!"

He chuckled and brought her up so she could stand.

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Hmm. I wonder who caught her? ahaha.. Do you guys think it's too short?.. Tell me what you think over all.. I want atleast two reviews before I post the next chapter. So get to it and write me a review! ahaha