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Favorite Mistake

Chapter Two

Chichi practically fell into the elevator after it dinged open, and almost broke her finger pressing the red "close door" button. Her eyes were wide with shock as her the man's eyes connected with hers.

"…Chichi…?!" The dark haired man mumbled, his eyes also widened, "Hey…wait don't…"The elevator door finally closed. Chichi leaned against a wall then pressed the topmost button and the elevator began its assent.

The elevator stopped at the 82nd floor, and Chichi stomped out intent on finding the answer to why that particular person was now standing in the lobby. Her shoes clacked on the tile, the flats were too big. She passed the double glass doors of Vice President Vegetal Ouji, he was currently talking with a tall blonde secretary, and continued down to Bulma's office.

The black-tinted glass doors were thrown open as Chichi stormed in and immediately saw Bulma intertwined with her baseball-pro boyfriend Yamcha Wolffang.

"Gaaaahhh!!" And with those words Chichi turned and sprinted out of the office and looked for a sink in order to wash her eyes out. As she staggered down the hall she saw the women's room and pushed the doors open.

She turned on the faucet and scooped up some water and splashed it on her face. Trying to remove the image of Bulma and Yamcha entangled on the desk she forced her mind to think of other things. Why was Goku here? She hadn't seen him in almost twelve years now and she didn't want a reunion. He left her all those years ago, why was he here? Would he try to talk to her, what if he does should she talk back?

Her brow was furrowed in thought when the bathroom door swung wide open and in walked Bulma Briefs. Her red, silk, halter top was wrinkled along with her black, high waisted pencil skirt and her blue hair mussed. She smiled showing no humility at all as she pulled her hair into a low pony tail.

"Chichi I …I'm sorry you had to see that but you know how I am ….when the feeling gets me ….was it that gross?" Bulma giggled .

"Just never again please…" Chichi told her boss and friend as she wiped off her face with a paper towel.

Chichi and Bulma left the restroom and were walking down the hall, passing a blonde secretary walking and giggling in the opposite direction, Vegeta left his office and came towards them; his eyes set in a scowl, like always. He wore a stark black suit and a pair of expensive shoes, which squeaked every couple of steps or so and each time his scowl set eyes would twitch in anger.

"Ms. Briefs, while you were working this morning I finished the contract for the new ad campaign, in fact Mr. Son is in the lobby with his lawyer ready to sign as soon as possible." Vegeta said his eyes never showing any kindness.

Chichi's eyes widened, "Why is he here…?" she asked and was ignored by both business moguls.

"Well excuse me for having some fun. Don't act so high and mighty, by the way that secretary was walking I don't think you were working all morning." Bulma's eyes narrowed.

"Woman don't imply such silly things, Marron and I were merely going over legal matters. Besides as long as the work gets done on time I can have some fun in my spare time." Vegeta replied coolly.

"Oh, trust me Vegeta I heard from all the secretaries." Bulma ran her fingers through her long, blue hair.

"Oh, yes. Your …fun. With that pathetic, second stringer jockstrap." Vegeta sneered.

"People, please we have to discuss something very important…" Chichi walked in between them trying to release the tension that was palpable in the hallway.

"I , at least, have a steady boyfriend. You have a new bimboevery week," Bulma's faced began to turn red, this time from anger, "I think it's deplorable the way you just use women. I think you're afraid, Vegeta, afraid of relationships. You're a coward and a …"

"Oh, shut up both of you. I have some questions about a man I saw in the lobby other than you two's dating habits. Jesus." Chichi said, eyes rolling.

The outburst quieted the two glaring business associates; they stood face to face scowling at each other. Bulma's hands were on her hips, an attack stance she used only for Vegeta.

"I guess I'll go back to my office and do actual work." Vegeta sauntered to his office but before he could get there Bulma yelled across the hall, "Whadd'ya mean actual work? I always have to cover for your stupid mistakes! You think you are sooo great Vegeta but I still do more for the company and you know it!"

"Woman how dare you speak to mean in that tone! I got this job on my own, not because my daddy started the company. Always remember that. You're just a stupid, arrogant, spoiled wench!" The vein in Vegeta's head began to throb.

You are the biggest asshole in the world!!! I hate working with you!!" Bulma reached down and grabbed one of her shoes, then, before Chichi could do anything Bulma chucked the red stiletto at Vegeta's head.

"WOMAN!!!" He turned around all veins throbbing his face incredibly purple, his mouth twisted into a snarl.

"Vegeta don't touch my girl," Yamcha came into the hall, still fastening his belt, "I swear I gonna…"

"Yamcha don't provoke…" Bulma yelled back to Yamcha who was approaching.

"Oh, what are you going to do you worthless piece of…" Vegeta lunged just as the elevator door opened and out came Roshi Kame, Krillin Cueball and the Goku Son. Chichi's eyes widened in shock and then due to pure adrenaline sprinted into the women's restroom and slammed the door shut.

It may be a week or so before I post again, I have school and I am going to see my grandparents in Iowa. But thank you for reading and please review!! -Filsama