Disclaimer: Don't own, never will.

CHAPTER TWO

Bulma sighed as she turned on her Laptop. It just wasn't fair. Vegeta... She missed him, the way he was before the World Tournament and Majin Buu...he'd actually been loving to her sometimes...not very much, I mean he was Vegeta after all...but enough to let her know that he cared about her and Trunks. But then...after Majin Buu was destroyed... he'd turned cold and never paid attention to her except to tease her. He did pay lots of attention to Bra though...it was like Bra had taken Bulma's place in his heart. You don't love me anymore, do you Vegeta? You infuriate me to no end, but I love you so much...

Vegeta stormed to the kitchen. He was pissed off because, once again, Kakkarot had beaten him. Idiot! He was surprised when he saw Bulma making dinner. "YOU are actually making dinner?" He scowled at her when she turned to face him.

Bulma put her hands on her hips. "Yeah, I am making dinner. Is there a problem with that, Your Royal Highness?" She said sarcastically.

"Yeah, I'll be dead before the day's done," Vegeta muttered, sitting down at the table.

"I heard that!!!" Bulma grumbled as she put the food on the table. Then she sat down, turning as Trunks ran in.

"Mom!! Hey, Mom!! Can I go to Goten's for supper??" Trunks asked.

"Allright, in fact, do you want to sleep over there?" Bulma had noticed that Trunks and Goten hadn't had a sleepover for awhile.

Trunks's face lit up. "Yeah!! Thanks Mom!! See ya, Dad!" Vegeta nodded curtly to him. Trunks ran back out the way he had came, and silence descended upon the table.

Bulma sighed. "Vegeta..." She wanted to tell him that she cared, even though he was never around. She didn't want him to leave her, which was something she'd been worried about for a long time now. That he might hate her enough to leave...

He looked up to acknowledge that he had heard her and was waiting. When she didn't speak, he said in an annoyed voice, "What is it, Onna?"

She looked back at him. Damn, he was so good-looking. She felt her face flush slightly. Why did he have to be such a blantant jerk? "Forget it." It came out harsher then she'd intended, and she winced.

He grumbled something, and continued eating. Bulma brushed a tear off her face before he saw, and stood up quickly. He looked at her, and she mumbled something about not feeling good before she ran from the room.

Vegeta stared after her. What is wrong with the Onna these days? Hmmph. This food is actually better than usual...He gulped down his juice and left to go train.

Bulma lay on her side in their king-size bed and read one of her romance novels. It was all the romance she was gettin' these days, that was for damn sure. The characters were in the middle of a sexcapade, but instead of enjoying the guilty pleasure, it made Bulma cranky and she tossed it aside. Arggh. A part of her desperately wanted Vegeta to understand that she needed him to comfort her, and she listened for footsteps in the hall. None came, and she decided to take a shower instead and go shopping. She called Chichi, who agreed to come by in a bit.

Bulma took a shower. Halfway through, the pain in her heart became unbearable and she sank to the floor. The water flowed over her, and she barely felt it. She knew her heart was breaking, and she didn't have the slightest idea what to do about it.

Talking was not an option. Vegeta would no doubt think she was ridiculous, or possibly tell her he didn't want to stay in their marriage anymore. She couldn't take it.

Some part of her told her she was ridiculous. And weak.

The door opened, and she was surprised to hear Vegeta yell at her. "I need to take a shower!"

"So go use another bathroom!" She snapped back, her temper flaring up.

He swore and left, slamming the door as he went.

She took several deep breaths and forced herself to stand up. She needed to do something about this. She could not go on living like this.

She changed and went out to meet Chichi. Vegeta was just on his way out with Goku. They looked at each other, and for a second she thought she saw a glimmer of pain in his eyes. It made her do a double-take, but his face was as impassive as always.

"Bye," she said.

He nodded.

Bulma and Chichi left, with Chichi glaring at Vegeta. "Ugh. What an ass."

Bulma smiled faintly. "Believe me, I know."