Chapter Three


"Uh.. Bulma? Can I talk to you?"Yamcha asked, a bit nervous. Bulma smiled and leaned on the wall beside a set of double doors which led to the cafeteria.

"Sure. You wanted to tell me something in class last hour anyway remember?"Bulma asked. Yamcha scratched his head.

"Uh..yeah, I remember."The young man fidgeted alittle and then sucked in a deep breath. Maybe Tien is right. Yamcha thought to himself. Bulma has known Vegeta for at least...13 years. She'll only get angry if I tell her this. Yamcha saw something out the corner of his eye and turned to stare at the guy in question talking to that boy-17 was his name. Anger engulfed him as he stared at Vegeta. He didn't even know why but he just couldn't stand the guy. That's it, I'm telling her. No way is he going to be hanging with Bulma every minute of the day!

"Yamcha?Yamcha, you sure are acting weird. What did you want to tell me?"Bulma's slightly annoyed voice broke through his thoughts and he turned back to the blue haired beauty.

"Bulma, I don't want you around Vegeta anymore." Mind as well get right to the point.

"Excuse me?"Bulma pushed herself off the wall and narrowed her pretty eyes at her boyfriend."Repeat that."

"I said,"Yamcha's voice no longer held any fear or resignation."I don't like you hanging around Vegeta anymore." Bulma stared at him for a while before laughing.

"You're kidding."She declared.

"Dead serious."Yamcha's face was stern." I don't want you with Vegeta anymore." Bulma's eyebrow raised and she scoffed but her expression quickly turned to a look of anger.

"You can't be serious. Yamcha what are you talking about? Vegeta? Where'd he come in? You're insane! Vegeta's my best friend!"Bulma exclaimed. Yamcha shrugged.

"Oh yeah right, Bulma when a guy is around a girl 24/7 something is bound to happen. I don't trust him."

"Oh? So this is really about you and you're insecurities? What the hell do you mean by 'something's bound to happen'"Bulma asked angrily.

"What are they talking about?"17 whispered to Vegeta, they were both right behind the two with their backs to them acting as casual as two people who were eavesdropping could. Vegeta shrugged.

"We came at the wrong time. All I heard was something about insecurities or something."Vegeta replied."Now shut up and try to listen." 17 huffed but kept quiet.

"Look Bulma, all I'm saying is that I don't feel quite right when I see you two together all the time!"Yamcha sighed, knowing he was losing the verbal battle. Bulma was over pissed now.

"Fine. I don't care who you trust or don't 'cause I'll hang with anyone I please. If you can't handle that then leave."Bulma glared at Yamcha with so much intensity that he started sweating. That's not good, I don't want Bulma to break up with me.

"Sounds like a breakup."Vegeta told 17 with a smirk.

"No Bulma wait! I don't want to breakup. Hey, I understand what you're saying. You and Vegeta are just friends, I get it but don't get so mad that you have to get rid of me! Come on babe, you know I love you and wouldn't want to make you choose or anything. I'm sorry."Yamcha stuttered out as quick as he could. Bulma foled her arms over her chest and closed her eyes in a very Vegeta-like manner. Eventually she opened her eyes and smiled.

"Fine. I forgive you. And even if you don't trust Vegeta you should trust me. We are only good friends! That's why I'm normally around him. I can't explain it anymore then that: We're Friends!"Bulma told him with a slight glare. Yamcha smiled down at her.

"I know."Yamcha nodded and gave her a hug.

"Doesn't sound like a breakup to me."17 laughed when Vegeta growled and stuck his tongue out.

"Hey, 17? Vegeta?"The two turned around to see none other then Yamcha and Bulma staring at them in confusion.

"Thanks alot 17, you gave away our cover with your BIG mouth."Vegeta whispered angrily to him.

"Cover? What kind of damn cover do we got with that Don king hair style you got?"17 asked back with a whisper.

"What are you guys doing?"Bulma asked. They both shrugged.

"Nuthin really, ya know."17 laughed nervously with a stupid smile. Vegeta locked eyes with Yamcha who had been giving him a glare. Bulma rolled her eyes and put hands on hips.

"Ok whatever. Now,"She stretched a bit."lets get to lunch, we missed like half of it and I'm starving."

"Uh...I'll meet ya inside babe, I gotta go find Tien."Yamcha leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek but then smirked to himself and kissed her on the lips getting the low growl out of Vegeta he intended to get.

"Sure Yamcha."Bulma smiled and waved as he walked away. "Now, "she said turning back to the other two boys."lets get some lunch. I'm starving!"

"Yeah, ok."17 smiled and licked his lips, just now realizing how incredibly hungry he was. Vegeta, with his usual scowl in place, led the way inside the crowded cafeteria.


Goku sat in his last hour, impatiently awaiting the bell to ring so he could go to football practice. Krillin sat beside him, busy drawing something on his desk. The day had been typical, long and boring. The only thing Goku was looking forward to was football practice and he loved lunch but since you only got one lunch period, he picked football as his most favorite thing at school. The teacher, in his monotone, was informing the students about some sort of fundraiser. Finally, but not soon enough, the beel rung and the class emptied out.

"Whoo hoo!"Goku laughed as him and Krillin walked down the hall to their adjancent lockers. "Finally, we can go to practice!"

"You really like football huh?"Krillin asked. He himself was on the team also but he didn't really enjoy it as much as Goku and Vegeta who were like the star players. One hit from them could knock you unconscious. Krillin shuddered at the thought as he opened his locker.

"Are you kidding? I LOVE football."Goku laughed, opening his locked which was on the right of his short bald friends'. "I mean, I suck at academics so football is like the best chance I got if I want a scholarship or something, ya know?"

"Do you even know what 'academics' mean?"Krillin laughed as he pulled out his bag, not forgetting any homework sheets, closed his locker and continued down the hall. Goku followed his example and raced after him with his bag.

"Of course I know what academics mean!"Goku huffed and stuck out his tongue running ahead to the boys' locker room.

"Yeah right..."Krillin shook his head and walked after him.

"Hey! Where's everyone else at?"Goku asked as he made it inside the locker room.

"We're early Goku, lets just get ready and be the first one's out on the field. You know how strict Coach is."Krillin smiled as he pulled out his helmet.

"Yeah!"Goku nodded in agreement as he commenced bringing out his uniform also.


Bulma was taking out her pack, trying to remember the homework assignments that were exactly due tommorow or the day after. A tap on the shoulder made her turn around and she smiled at the person.

"Hey Vegeta."

"Hey,"He said in his deep voice, a frown on his face." What are you doing?"

"Trying to get all these homework assignments in my book bag!"Bulma exclaimed, shoving papers in her already over stuffed pack. Vegeta laughed and snatched one of the papers from her hand.

"Bulma, this isn't due untill next week."He told her with a sigh.

"So?"she snatched it back."Better to get it done now right?" Vegeta laughed again when she once again tried to stuff all the sheets in her bag.

"Here, if you're going to take them all home then I'll put some in mine."He grabbed a handful and put some in his almost empty book bag.

"Oh hey thanks!"Bulma smiled closing her bag with a smile. "See how nice you can be?"

"Shut up."Vegeta mumbled as he started down the hall.

"Hey."Bulma caught up to him."Going to football practice?" She received a nod."Well..."

"What?"He asked.

"Are you doing anything afterwards?"

"Why?"

"Just wanna know."Bulma shrugged.

"What do you want Bulma?" Vegeta asked with a raised eyebrow(isn't it cute when he calls her by her name!).

"Fine."Bulma crossed her arms over her chest and frowned."I just thought you could come over. BUT just because I need help finishing ALL of my homework and I have cheer leading practice today so that'll cut into my time but-"

"Ok, ok! God, I'll come over. There, you happy?"He rolled his eyes and shook his head. Very. Bulma smiled to herself. "Why are you smiling like that? You look like Kakarot."

"Shut up Vegeta, you ruined my moment."Bulma sighed. Vegeta walked with her to the girls' locker room but stopped outside the door."Thanks Veg-head, now remember, come over straight after football practice."

"I get it, bye."He walked away, putting one hand up for a wave. Bulma watched him go and Yamcha's words popped back into her head. Something's bound to happen. The nerve of him, Vegeta was only a friend. Bulma turned around and walked into the locker room, repeating that over and over in her head trying desperately to make herself believe it.

Yamcha was sweating and bruised when he entered the locker room, football practice had been incredibly rough today. A game was coming up in like a week and Coach had wanted them to practice hard. As he pulled off his helmet he heard voices behind his locker. Listening closely, he realized that it was Vegeta and his friends. Well, Yamcha knew Krillin pretty well but the other two he didn't like.

"Hey V, did you hear? Coach said that there was gonna be a new member on the team."Goku had said that.

"So?"Vegeta asked."Not like he'll be better then me." Yamcha shrugged and started stripping his football uniform off. He didn't care about what they were talking about so he let his mind wander. While he was tying on his regular tennis shoes he heard their subject suddenly change to Bulma. Now he was interested. Leaning on the locker, folding his arms over his chest and closing his eyes, trying to seem casual, he listened.

'I'm going over to Bulma's house so no, I can't come over Kakarot."Vegeta had said.

"Man, you always go over her house. "17 stated. Yamcha heard a smirk in his voice.

"She asked me, man. And don't smile like that, she's just my friend."

"Yeah a friend alright, a very special friend huh?"17 joked. Yamcha heard them all bust out in laughter while Vegeta growled. Yamcha pushed himself off the locker and growled too. He had heard enough. No guy would be going over to his girls' house. This was insane, how long had this been going on? Forever was what Tien had told him. Picking a fight with him might give him the idea to stay away from Bulma but maybe it'd be more logical to jump him. After all, Yamcha was no fool, he knew that Vegeta could easily take him down but not if it was a handicap. Vegeta couldn't take down 5 or 8 people. With a smirk, Yamcha went off to find Tien. He'd need help with this. Yes he sounded like a maniac at the time, but at the end, he'll be a maniac with a girl.


"Thanks for the lift Chi. Bye you guys!"Bulma smiled and waved as Chichi drove away, her and 18 both waving back. Bulma started humming to herself as she unlocked the door to Capsule Corp. "Mom?Dad?"she called when she had reached the living room.

"Oh hey Bulma dear."Dr. Breifs smiled, the cat on his arm meowing in a greeting.

"Hey dad, I didn't think you'd be home. Where's mom?"

"Oh, your mother went over to visit Ms.Ouji."Her father shook his head and shrugged."You know how good friends they are."

"Yeah ok. Well, dad if Vegeta comes by tell him I'm upstairs. He's suppose to come over and help me with my homework." Bulma called as she raced upstairs.

"Ok,"The doctor said."I'll tell him, dear." Bulma ran into her room and began dumping out all her papers. She sighed and told herself this might take awhile. It could take hours and hours to finish all of this. Suprisingly, Bulma wasn't too mad to spend the evening with Vegeta.