Part IV

A/N: Hello all! Searching for myself finale! Sorry I couldn't get it out sooner… took some time to write a few chapters for my devoted readers of Appule's Insurrection. If you don't read that, you should try it :)

Btw…I listed a bunch of authors as a recommendation to find stories at the bottom of Part III, I forgot to mention Super Vegetarott! Author of SotF! How dare I LOL

Remember… this part is the Finale! The ending is a bit disturbing… I admit that…

Anyways, enjoy!

POV - Bulma

After Piccolo's little outburst, the only people in the room were a bartender, Tien, Piccolo, Goku and his family, Chiaotzu, Piccolo, my own family in addition to Yamcha and one of my best friends… who seemed oblivious to the entire scene.

"Let me explain first." I plead. "It's not what you think!"

Ignoring my plea, Tien started towards the staircase to the roof, waving a farewell to everyone present as he did so. "Come on Chiaotzu."

"…No!" He resisted.

Surprised, Tien stopped dead in his tracks, and without turning his head: "What!?"

"I said no! I-I don't want to go… yet."

Everyone remained awkwardly silent for a moment, until he broke it. "Fine… I'll see you later then." He said and began walking up the staircase. I wanted to yell something… something along the lines of 'Wait! You don't understand!' or… 'listen god damn it!' Apparently I am not allowed to be happy…

"I'm leaving too… time I get back to training." Piccolo announced.

"Piccolo…" Gohan moaned in disappointment.

Piccolo smirked. "Sorry kid, but this isn't my idea of entertainment." He then too headed towards the staircase to the roof. Why does EVERYONE insist on flying! I could get them GREAT vehicles for dirt cheap prices! I'M A FRICKING GENIUS! I wondered, beginning to let just about anything get on my nerves.

"Bulma… what exactly is going on?" Chi Chi asked.

"Yeah… everyone left before the food was gone." Goku innocently voiced.

Chi Chi playfully smacked him in the back of the head. "Oww! What was that for!?" He whined in a child-like manner. That's the strongest man in the universe… yep…

"Wait a second! If everyone left, that means I win by default! Right?" Outbursted a drunk Yamcha.

"Well… yes, I suppose so." The bartender replied.

"YEAH!" He and Tara celebrated. Tara was one of my best friends when she walked into the party… seeing her and Yamcha together changed all of that… in fact, she'll walk out the door and probably never set foot back in.

"Who's the man!?" He groggily shouted.

Tara giggled like an idiot. "You are!" She bellowed, before tipsily stumbling.

The bartender pulled out several big-bills of zeni. My eyes widened at how much. "HEY! What the hell is he winning all of that for!"

"He won the double-fisting contest." He replied curtly.

"Well who's idea was it to have such a large prize!?"

"Your father… and besides, these may as well be pennies to your family madam." He reminded.

"Bulma?" Chi Chi repeated.

I turned my attention from the worthless idiots, back to one of my remaining friends. "Oh… sorry…" I sighed and explained everything to her as Goku and Gohan continued to devour everything without a care in the world.

"Oh… that makes sense." She agreed. "Too bad he walked out like that."

"Yeah…" I stated sadly. "Time to get drunk off my ass." I added.

Chi Chi giggled. "Amen."

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(2 hours later)

"Bye!" Fare welled Chi Chi and Gohan in unison.

"See ya later Bulma, thanks for the food! It was delicious!" Goku complimented.

I chuckled drunkenly. "Anytime Goku…" I said with a wink, then took another gulp of tequila.

Yamcha and Tara were all ready gone. I hope they take all of that money he won and blow it at a casino or something. Hell, I hope they lose everything they already had along with it!

It was at that moment I realized Chiaotzu was still there. "Hey… how come you're still here?"

"Why not?" He asked simply, seeming slightly offended.

"You're not talking… at all." I answered.

"I just… don't know who I am anymore." The pale man replied.

"What do you mean?" I asked in the most concerning voice a drunken person could have.

"It seems like… my entire life, I've always been following someone else. I've never had any independence, and now I'm realizing the price."

I didn't say anything… interested in what he was getting at.

"That's why all of the things I ever want, are never a priority. It's not Tien's fault… he can't read my mind… well, actually… he sort of can. But only when we use our telepathic link… I can't expect you to understand, you're the opposite."

A slight smile touched my face. "I can't say I do… but I know how you feel."

"Huh?" He confusedly inquired.

"You're in an internal conflict with yourself. You're Searching for yourself… and I'm searching for myself…" I said glumly.

He chuckled. "I guess so."

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POV - Bulma

I woke up to a searing headache. Fuck! I hate hangovers! Let's see. What happened last night again? I began to recall what events I could… the party, Piccolo scaring everyone away, Tien refused me, and Yamcha running off with Tara. My life sucks… I realized.

I rolled over and realized I wasn't alone… What the fuck?!

A/N: LOL I said the ending would be a bit disturbing! So there you have it… A Chiaotzu X Bulma story that is completely logical and could very much happen…

Oh… and to be clear… it was NECESSARY that she was drunk… in no other way would someone get together with Chiaotzu! Lol

Tune in to the 'March Challenge' which is being written by Kagetoworld, he's going to write about Frieza and Cooler attempting to overthrow their father, that plot was selected by me… and he gets to select the April author's plot. You get the picture.

He already started it, great first chapter, I do think you'll enjoy :) - pointer39