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Blue Rose
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Bulma was sitting on the hood of his BMW, with her legs crossed, and a big smug smirk plastered on her lips. Vegeta whirled around when he heard the door creak open, and only caught a glimpse of Raditz's long hair before it shut.
He walked slowly towards her, a deep, dark scowl on his face. "What are you playing at woman?" he snarled.
Bulma smirked, Raditz had been nice enough to help her in her quest of getting Vegeta jealous, and by the looks of it, their plan had worked. "Just an innocent mind game. What? Do you want me to still be mad at you after our fight in the slammer? Or would you like me to take your sweetheart back to the police impound?" she asked as her eyes darkened.
"Do you want me to thank you and then apologize for being an asshole yesterday?" he asked as he chuckled, "No chance, that's not me," he said with a shrug.
Bulma eyed him closely and then sighed. He must've turned out this way because of his screwed up childhood, "I don't expect a guy like you to apologize to a woman. EVER. But, I'm sure that we both said some things we didn't mean. So now that we're calmed down and out of the crap hole, talk to me," she said as she settled blue eyes on him.
He shook his head and his scowled eased into a small frown. "I repeat what I told you. I don't narc on ANYONE, I have been through too much shit to know that when you have real friends, you never rat them out."
She nodded in understanding, "You must understand that I was angry and frustrated. Are you going to tell me that you have never said anything you didn't mean?" Bulma asked as she uncrossed her legs and jumped off the car.
"No. I always mean what I say!" he said smugly.
Bulma smiled, "Then it's true that you really like me?" she asked sweetly.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, "I did ALSO say that I regretted it," he said with a smirk.
Bulma growled and hit him over the chest, "Fine. Then I might as well tell Raditz that I WILL go out with him tonight," she said nonchalantly.
He snatched her by the arm and pulled her to his chest, "You wouldn't dare. I wouldn't want to see my easy conquest running off with another after I shot her down," he whispered darkly.
"Is that the way you see me? As a conquest?" she asked in resentment as she pushed away from him.
"That's what all the other's have been, why would you be any different?" he asked her coldly.
Bulma's mouth dropped open, but then she smiled, even against the feeling of her heart breaking in two. Again. "Really? I'm beginning to think that I should have left you in that shithole of a cell. Maybe that would teach you to be a real man, because the way you are acting now is telling me that you are nothing but a scared little bitch."
The smug look on his face fell, and was replaced by a dark scowl. "I'm the little bitch? Then that would put me in the same category as you, am I wrong? I didn't ask you to bail me out, or to get my car out, I don't need anything from you. Besides, I wasn't the one acting like a little bitch yesterday," he chuckled cynically.
"Well guess what? This bitch now has the keys to your car and isn't going to give them back. At least until I feel like it," she said smugly.
"Really!" Vegeta challenged. "In that case, I can just call up the cops and add grand theft to your record, which by the way seems to be filling up rather quickly. Do you want to end up in the hole again?" he asked her in a mocking tone.
Bulma smirked and crossed her arms over her chest, "I've had enough of this stupid conversation. Go ahead and call the cops on me, that will just prove to me that you're a narc. AND, from now on, I want you to refrain from touching so much as my hand or anything that belongs to me. If you decide to be a real man, you know where to find me," Bulma spat as she turned and began to walk away from him.
He looked after her through eyes narrowed to slits. 'No bitch talks to me like that and gets away with it,' he thought angrily. Then he decided to add more wood to the fire. "Just don't forget that you lost a bet to me, and I have yet to decide when I will have my bet fulfilled. I hope you are a person of your word, unless you want to be labeled as a coward," he said in a taunting tone.
Bulma turned back to him when she reached the door, "I AM a person of my word and I don't back away from anything," she said sweetly. Then her face darkened into a scowl, "Goodbye Vegeta, when you're ready to act like a real man, let me know," she said as she walked out of the garage.
He chuckled to himself and then turned to take a look at his car, "You have no idea of what you're getting yourself into little girl. Nobody challenges Vegeta Ouji," he told himself out loud. 'Just a few days for me think up what you will do and you'll be back with me sweetheart,' he thought to himself with a smirk.
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"What happened with Vegeta, sweety?" Raditz asked her as she walked over to him outside.
"Vegeta is an asshole, and do you want to know why? Because he thinks of me as 'just another conquest'. I can't believe I was actually starting to like him!" she said as she nearly threw a fit before him.
"He was trying to psyche you out, that's what he does to girls he really likes. I tell you that because I know. Don't feel so angry or sad, because even if you say you don't like him, I know otherwise," he told her with a mischievous grin.
Bulma glared at him and then her eyes darkened as she watched Vegeta walk out of the garage. "Has he been like this forever?" she asked Raditz, assuming that he had known Vegeta longer.
He nodded, "I've known Vegeta since we were in third grade, he wasn't that evil then, but things changed. His mother abandoned him and would leave him with our mother. His father is the person he most hates in the world, for reasons that shall remain unspoken of. But, I guess he copes with his unhappiness by treating others bad," he said as he gave her a soft squeeze.
Bulma shook her head, "I just wish he'd let me know what's on his mind, I honestly want to help him," Bulma whispered as she looked at her tall companion.
Raditz just smiled, "Maybe some people don't want to be helped. But, enough about him. Tell me about you," he said with a grin.
"I used to be an innocent little girl that didn't know any better. I was an honor student in High School, I graduated a year early. Aside from that, I have a knack for building machines. It all changed when my brother came back from college and told me all about his racing experiences," she said.
"You miss your brother, I can tell. But, we move on and keep them in our memories. We've all had to deal with pain and Vegeta is no exception," Raditz whispered.
Bulma wondered about that comment and shrugged to herself, "I wonder, what would my father think if he knew all the things I have done. He thinks I'm his little girl that wouldn't even hurt a fly, yet I've been in jail and I have a record," she said mostly to herself.
Raditz put an arm around her shoulders and chuckled, "He'd probably say the same thing my mother would if she knew. But the fact is that they don't know and hopefully never will. This is what keeps us alive, the danger and the adrenaline," he said as he pointed to the cars that were being washed.
Bulma smiled and hugged him, "Thanks for listening to my issues, I just hope Vegeta wont take too long to realize that I really do like him," she whispered.
Raditz shook his head, "But if he doesn't, we'll help him realize it. If you come up with some sort of plan, just let me know and I will be happy to help you!" he said cheerfully.
Bulma nodded and got her genius brain to working again, "I'll think it through tonight and I will let you know by Race Wars. I want a cooling period and I think Vegeta also needs one after what has happened recently."
Raditz grinned and nodded, "Now come on sweetheart, we have cars to wash!" he said as he took her hand and pulled her along.
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"Welcome to RACE WARS," a man at the gate said as he put a paper under the window wipers of Bulma's fixed up Black Honda. He then wrote a number on the left upper corner of the back window.
"Thanks," Bulma said as she drove in before all the guys from the group. They had a whole section for only their cars and a small trailer they had also brought along with food and drinks inside. Everyone stepped out of their cars and began to ready their section. All the guys put up a tent for protection from the scorching sun, and then they brought out a bunch of chairs, a BBQ, a portable TV, and a mini fridge. They were literally making themselves at home.
Bulma was driving around with Chichi in the front car and 18 in the back car. Maron was sitting next to her because she wasn't one to race. She was only in charge of putting the stickers on the gangs cars. Then they drove in line to race against a guy that was trying to get their attention.
"Hey babes, you should both be watchin' from the sides. We wouldn't want to get any exhaust on those pretty little faces," he said.
"How about you put your money where your mouth is?" Maron snapped.
"How about we race for your sweet little ass? Throw in your sister as a bonus?" he asked.
Bulma looked at Maron, "Can you believe this asshole? He thinks he's sweet talkin us," she snickered. She then turned to the guy, "Five grand," Bulma said.
"Double or nothing?" he asked with a very confident smile.
"You're on," she said. Then Bulma and Maron watched as Chichi took off in front of them and she beat the person she was going against in a matter of seconds. "Shall we make this asshole eat dust?" Bulma asked.
"Show him what you're made of cuz," Maron said with a smirk as she tightened her seatbelt and sat back.
Bulma nodded and then waited for the man with the flag to signal. When he did, they both took off, with the sound and smell of burning rubber. At first the guy thought he had it won, and he was swerving in and out of her lane.
Then, Bulma looked at her cousin and pressed a NOS button when the guy swerved out of her lane. She left the guy eating her dust and watching as she sped past him to the finish line. When they drove back, Bulma stepped out of her car and waited for the guy to come over.
He reluctantly handed her a roll of bills and walked back towards his car. Bulma smirked, "Next time watch who you challenge," she said with a smirk before getting into her car and driving off, handing her cousin the money so that she could put it in the safe box.
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"You're a loser Kakarot," Vegeta chuckled loudly.
Kakarot pouted, "How was I supposed to know that I hadn't turned on my NOS tanks? I forgot alright?" he asked in exasperation. He grabbed a beer and then plopped down onto a huge bean bag chair.
"Hey! That's my seat!" Bulma whined as she walked over. He shrugged slightly and Bulma grinned as she jumped onto him, sitting comfortably on his lap. Vegeta flashed her a warning glare, but she decided to ignore him and she cuddled with the tall goofy guy.
"Leave her alone Vegeta. I don't mind!" Kakarot said with a huge grin.
"You wouldn't," he muttered. Vegeta then marched over to them and snatched Bulma off of Kakarot by the arm. Bulma looked at him smugly and Vegeta just pressed her tighter to him, pushing her towards the backside of the tent where no one would see them.
"What are you doing Vegeta?" she asked in a playful tone as his hands wrapped around her waist.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've been acting weird for some days already. I've been watching you," he whispered as he started to kiss her neck.
"So now you're stalking me?" she asked in bliss as his lips worked magic against her skin.
"You wish," he chuckled. Then his lips met with hers and they kissed passionately, Vegeta pressing Bulma against his car. She hissed and let out whimper because it happened to be a hot day and the car was nearly sizzling.
"Ow!" she said as she smacked his chest and pushed him away. "You moron! The car is hot and it burned my back!" she complained.
"Well then, let me make it all better," Vegeta snickered and rubbed her backside, watching as she looked at him through narrowed blue eyes.
"Yeah, I don't think THAT part of my backside needs rubbing," she said as she smacked his hands away from her.
"It's not my fault you wear those skimpy clothes anyways," he said in a nonchalant tone. Though, he was quite content at what she was wearing. She certainly had the body for it, he thought. She was wearing a tight mini denim skirt, a tight midriff tank, and a pair of blue Timb's.
Bulma raised a brow, but then she crossed her hands over her chest. "So, what is this? I thought I was just another conquest. Why did you get so riled up when you saw me flirting with Kakarot?" she asked slyly.
His mouth had opened for a response, when they were interrupted by a whistle. Both stopped staring at each other to look up. Bulma's eyes widened and she smiled, "Turles?" she asked.
The guy walked over to her and hugged her, swinging her around in the air. "How you doin' blue rose?" he asked as he hugged her tightly.
"I'm doing great! What about you? The last time I saw you, you were in that damned hospital bed and you were telling me to leave," she said, a bit sadly.
"Things change sweetheart. I wasn't the same after that accident," he said as he looked down on her lovingly.
"You thought I blamed you for the death of my brother," she whispered as she looked away and her eyes watered.
Turles shook his head and lifted her chin so that she looked up at him, "I blamed myself. He died and I didn't, and I wanted so bad to make it up to you, but I didn't know how to. The only thing that came into my mind was that it would be best that we stayed away from each other for a while, I wasn't good enough for you," he whispered. He then leaned over to kiss her.
Bulma stepped away from him and avoided the kiss, it was aimed for her mouth too, and she had just remembered that Vegeta was also there. "I don't mean to sound cruel, but I moved on," she whispered as she walked to stand in front of the scowling Vegeta.
He wrapped a possessive arm around her waist and flashed the other man a superior smirk. "Hands off my woman," he hissed.
"Bulma, you're going out with HIM?" Turles asked incredulously.
Bulma looked suspicious for a moment, "Why do you ask it like that? Is there something wrong with me going out with Vegeta?" she asked.
Vegeta grunted, "It's non of his fuckin' business," Vegeta sneered at the other man. "Like she said, she moved on. I suggest you do the same thing," he said darkly.
Bulma smacked her arm over his, "Stop being so rude Vegeta! He's a very special person in my life," she said as she looked at Turles.
She felt Vegeta stiffen behind her, and then release her all together. Turles smirked at this, his hand going to cup Bulma's jaw, "Vegeta, would you mind if I borrow Bulma for a few seconds? I have something to show her," Turles said in all sarcasm.
Bulma looked from one man to the other and had to stop herself from screaming at them both to stop being such 'macho-jerks'! "Turles, knock it off, and stop being such a prick." Then she turned to Vegeta, "Lighten up, I'll be back in a few ok?" she asked as she leaned in to kiss him, but Vegeta moved aside and Bulma ended pecking his cheek.
Her eyes darkened and almost made Vegeta wince. Almost. Instead, he just flashed her a glare and turned around to leave without another word. Bulma shook her head and turned to Turles.
He grabbed her hand, "Come on my sweet blue rose," he said as he nearly dragged her along. He walked her a bit farther down from where they were and pulled her towards a bunch of neatly parked cars. There were many people there and most were sitting and drinking beer.
She recognized a few people, they had all been her brother's friends when he was alive, but they were not really people she knew. Among those sitting there were Brolly and Raditz. Both guys looked up and waved when she and Turles approached.
"You were able to tear her away from her precious Vegeta?" Brolly asked with a smirk.
Bulma stuck out her tongue childishly at him, "The only way he wouldn't have would be if I were locked in the trailer with Vegeta," she said slyly.
Brolly was not amused, "If I so much as hear that you and him are-........"
"You'll what?" Bulma challenged, "I'm a big girl and I know what I do. Or more importantly, WHO I do," she said shrewdly.
Raditz and some other guys burst out laughing while Brolly just sat there brooding over what his crafty little cousin had just said to him. "I'll just warn you once B-chan," he growled under his breath.
Bulma smirked and turned to Turles, "So, what did you want to show me?" she asked.
Turles didn't look too amused himself, but he cracked a smile for her, "All the guys that were close friends to your bro pitched in for this," he said as he took her hand and began to walk her towards a navy blue Ford F-250 truck.
Bulma looked at it curiously and her eyes widened as she looked at the stickers that had been pasted onto the side of the door. It read: Riley's Autoparts. "You guys opened an autopart for my brother?" she asked softly, her eyes watering.
Turles nodded and looked around at all the guys that were around them, "Yeah, we all did. He was a great friend to us and he bailed us out of so much trouble, that this is the least that we could do to honor his memory," he said with a grin.
"Thank you!" Bulma cried as she jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly. Turles smiled towards Brolly and Raditz and slowly wrapped his thick arms around her small, slim form.
"Your welcome, sweetheart. Just know that whenever you need anything done for your cars, just come by and we'll help you out. Besides, you need to see just what the place looks like," he said as he set her back down onto the floor and tucked some stray strands of hair behind her ear.
Bulma smiled and cleaned away her tears of happiness and turned to all the guys that were sitting down drinking their beer. "Thank you all for doing this. Maybe you don't care, but it means a lot to me," she said with a smile.
"Don't trip sweetheart!"
"You're very welcome," all the guys started to say as they looked her over in appreciation.
Brolly stood and pointed an accusing finger at them all, "Back off. She's Riley's baby sister and she's just like my baby sister, so stop your shit," he threatened. All the guys just laughed and resumed their talking.
Bulma and Turles began to walk back towards the other tent and group of people. "Did you like the surprise?" he asked as they walked slowly near each other.
She nodded and smiled brightly, "It's the best thing anyone has ever done for my brother. Thank you for doing that," she whispered as she looked up at his handsome face.
Turles stopped walking, short of reaching the tent, and turned to look at her. "I haven't gotten over you. After that day in the hospital, I have cursed myself a million times for pushing you out of my life," he told her as he searched her wide azure eyes.
Bulma smiled gently, "You don't know how much that flatters me, but I moved on, I really did, and I'm pursuing a relationship with Vegeta right now," she whispered, not wanting to hurt him. She cared deeply for Turles, he had been a very special guy in her life, well, the first guy she had loved, but that was then, this was now.
Turles let out a rough bark of laughter, "Do you really know what you are TRYING to do? You're pursuing the impossible! That guy has never had a serious relationship with anybody!" he said angrily.
Bulma glared at him, "People change you know!" she yelled back. "And I don't care much about Vegeta's past, or all the girl's he's been with who he didn't take serious! This is different!" she tried to keep her voice down.
"Why is it different?" Turles snapped harshly. "You're beautiful and sweet, just like his last girl. He spent the night with her and bailed, that's why his Spider was destroyed and he ended up without a car," he hissed.
Bulma's eyes narrowed, "How do you know these things about him?" she asked slowly.
"It's a walking joke around here. Everyone knows Vegeta and what he does, it's not a secret. I don't want him to break your heart Bulma," Turles whispered in defeat.
She sighed softly and crossed her arms over her chest, "I'm not going to let him break my heart. I let you do it once and it took me a long time to get over it. I'm not going to make the same mistake twice," Bulma whispered before she walked away from him, leaving a dumbfounded Turles behind.
"What was that all about?" Chichi asked as she brought Bulma a Smirnoff beer.
Bulma took it and opened it quickly, "He was warning me about Vegeta. Chi, you and 18 have been around him for a while, right?" she asked them as the blonde came over with a beer in her hand.
18 and Chichi nodded in unison. "Yeah, why?" 18 asked slowly.
"Who was the last girl he was with? The one that cost him his Spider?" Bulma asked them both seriously.
Chichi whistled as she remembered, "She was Yang's sister. He messed with the wrong girl and broke her heart. It was a miracle that Yang didn't kill Vegeta, but he knew how much he liked the Spider so he destroyed it right after Vegeta had put in about 10 thou under the hood," Chichi said as she sat down in a chair.
"How many more have there been?" Bulma asked, mostly to herself.
18 laughed softly, "A lot," she muttered.
"Yeah, she was one of them," Chichi said with sarcasm as she pointed to her.
Bulma looked at her, "Really? And why did you two split?" she was very interested to know.
"Because she asked too many damned questions about me," a voice cut in darkly. All three girls looked up and looked at the short man that was scowling at them. "Don't you two harpies have anything better to do than gossip?" he asked in a snappy tone.
18 flicked him off and stood, "I'm gonna go find Raditz to see if he'll race me," she said as she stood and nearly went sideways.
Chichi stood with her, "I think not, you've had a little too much to drink," she said as they walked away to leave the pair alone to talk.
Vegeta looked down at Bulma and noticed that she wasn't looking at him, but frowning at her hands. He grabbed a chair and sat with the backrest against his chest. "What's on your mind?" he asked as she finally looked at him.
"You," she said, but it wasn't taunting or inviting. It was almost flat.
"Me?" he asked. "Did that idiot fill your head with crap about me?" he sneered as he referred to Turles.
"Is that crap true?" Bulma asked as she leaned forward and looked him straight in the eye.
"Yes," he said, unwavering. "Why should I hide my reputation away from you? Everyone knows me, so I don't really care for what they have to say," he said with a shrug. He then reached over to the mini-fridge and took out a beer.
Bulma drank from hers and though she wasn't happy about it, she admired his honesty. Then she turned towards the beat of a song and stood. "Dance this with me?" she asked as she offered him her hand.
Vegeta looked at it for a space of a minute and then stood, he hated dancing, but for her, he was willing to do it. Which was something that scared him a bit. Instead of taking her hand, he wrapped his arms around her slim waist and pulled her flush against his own body, enjoying how her soft curves seemed to mold to him.
"Me, myself, and I is all I got, and in the end is what I found out," Bulma whispered as she sang along with the song that was playing on the boom box, Beyonce's 'Me, myself and I', wrapping her arms around Vegeta's neck and kissing his cheek.
"Selfish woman," he whispered as he ran his nose over the soft skin of her cheek, "What about me?"
"What about you?" Bulma laughed and pressed her forehead to his. Then she turned serious, "Am I really just another girl on your list, Vegeta?" she asked, pulling back slightly to look him in the eyes.
He sighed, he wasn't ready to answer that question, and maybe he would never be. But the look in those soul stealing sapphire orbs made him think. She was absolutely beautiful, and even the thought of her near some other guy, made him beyond angry. "Listen up, I will only say this to you once," he whispered.
Bulma nodded and ran her fingers through the thick softness of his hair, "Okay."
He sighed and pressed his cheek to hers, "Something has happened to me, because of you. I wont lie, I've been a player, but for you, I'd be willing to stop. I like you, and not only to pass the moment, like I've done with others. Don't take it wrong, I'm a possessive man and I want you as far away from that Kakarot look alike as much as possible. You will be mine and only mine," he whispered as he looked her in the eye.
They kept moving to the slow beat and Bulma smiled at him. "What about you? Are you going to be mine and only mine?" she asked him as she trailed one manicured nail in circles over his chest.
"I can't really deny myself to all those other girls that are in love with me, you know," he said in a smug taunting tone.
Bulma smacked his chest and giggled. Then she remembered something. "Vegeta, we have a pending race. Remember?" she asked him as the song ended and another one with more beat came on.
Vegeta smirked, "You really want to race ME?" he asked as his lips skimmed her jaw.
She rolled her eyes and pushed away from him, walking over to a large empty space, she popped the capsule to her Infinity G20, "This is my fixed up and updated version. The odds are against you sweetheart," she smiled as she got in.
Vegeta chuckled to himself and jogged over to his BMW, what Bulma didn't know was that he had recently made some adjustments to his car also. Together they drove down to the line, and noticed that their group were there watching as the two approached.
"Chi, 18, keep an eye out for who wins, alright?" Bulma asked as she fixed her seatbelt and revved the engine of her car a few times. She then turned to look at Vegeta and smiled. "I'm looking forward to a ten second car," she grinned.
Vegeta smirked and shook his head, "I want my car to be royal blue, got it?" he asked. They were both referring to the bet made three weeks before, when they had raced and Bulma had lost. Now, they were both eager to see the outcome of this competition.
The man in charge there came over and stood between the two cars, "You two ready?" he asked. Vegeta and Bulma nodded and he then he raised his huge orange flag and brought it down and started to wave it over and over.
Bulma pressed the accelerator and took off, not bothering to look at Vegeta. He also took off with a screech, his sole concentration on the road and nothing else. Everyone cheered and watched as the two cars flew down the pavement, none looking like they were giving up until winning.
Vegeta could see the finish line right in front, and he would be damned if he let the woman beat him. He had beat her once, he'd do it again.
Bulma smirked to herself as she watched Vegeta press the NOS button on his car, he zoomed by her and she laughed. "It was too soon baby, you need to have more patience," she murmured to herself. Then she pressed a button on her steering wheel and the force nearly slammed her against her seat as her total speed reached 150mph.
They both approached the end line and the winner was............
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WHO IS GOING TO WIN? Go to the next chapter and find out...........
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Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the DBZ characters used in this fanfiction story. They legally belong to Akira Toriyama, Toei, FUNimation and many others
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Blue Rose
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Bulma was sitting on the hood of his BMW, with her legs crossed, and a big smug smirk plastered on her lips. Vegeta whirled around when he heard the door creak open, and only caught a glimpse of Raditz's long hair before it shut.
He walked slowly towards her, a deep, dark scowl on his face. "What are you playing at woman?" he snarled.
Bulma smirked, Raditz had been nice enough to help her in her quest of getting Vegeta jealous, and by the looks of it, their plan had worked. "Just an innocent mind game. What? Do you want me to still be mad at you after our fight in the slammer? Or would you like me to take your sweetheart back to the police impound?" she asked as her eyes darkened.
"Do you want me to thank you and then apologize for being an asshole yesterday?" he asked as he chuckled, "No chance, that's not me," he said with a shrug.
Bulma eyed him closely and then sighed. He must've turned out this way because of his screwed up childhood, "I don't expect a guy like you to apologize to a woman. EVER. But, I'm sure that we both said some things we didn't mean. So now that we're calmed down and out of the crap hole, talk to me," she said as she settled blue eyes on him.
He shook his head and his scowled eased into a small frown. "I repeat what I told you. I don't narc on ANYONE, I have been through too much shit to know that when you have real friends, you never rat them out."
She nodded in understanding, "You must understand that I was angry and frustrated. Are you going to tell me that you have never said anything you didn't mean?" Bulma asked as she uncrossed her legs and jumped off the car.
"No. I always mean what I say!" he said smugly.
Bulma smiled, "Then it's true that you really like me?" she asked sweetly.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, "I did ALSO say that I regretted it," he said with a smirk.
Bulma growled and hit him over the chest, "Fine. Then I might as well tell Raditz that I WILL go out with him tonight," she said nonchalantly.
He snatched her by the arm and pulled her to his chest, "You wouldn't dare. I wouldn't want to see my easy conquest running off with another after I shot her down," he whispered darkly.
"Is that the way you see me? As a conquest?" she asked in resentment as she pushed away from him.
"That's what all the other's have been, why would you be any different?" he asked her coldly.
Bulma's mouth dropped open, but then she smiled, even against the feeling of her heart breaking in two. Again. "Really? I'm beginning to think that I should have left you in that shithole of a cell. Maybe that would teach you to be a real man, because the way you are acting now is telling me that you are nothing but a scared little bitch."
The smug look on his face fell, and was replaced by a dark scowl. "I'm the little bitch? Then that would put me in the same category as you, am I wrong? I didn't ask you to bail me out, or to get my car out, I don't need anything from you. Besides, I wasn't the one acting like a little bitch yesterday," he chuckled cynically.
"Well guess what? This bitch now has the keys to your car and isn't going to give them back. At least until I feel like it," she said smugly.
"Really!" Vegeta challenged. "In that case, I can just call up the cops and add grand theft to your record, which by the way seems to be filling up rather quickly. Do you want to end up in the hole again?" he asked her in a mocking tone.
Bulma smirked and crossed her arms over her chest, "I've had enough of this stupid conversation. Go ahead and call the cops on me, that will just prove to me that you're a narc. AND, from now on, I want you to refrain from touching so much as my hand or anything that belongs to me. If you decide to be a real man, you know where to find me," Bulma spat as she turned and began to walk away from him.
He looked after her through eyes narrowed to slits. 'No bitch talks to me like that and gets away with it,' he thought angrily. Then he decided to add more wood to the fire. "Just don't forget that you lost a bet to me, and I have yet to decide when I will have my bet fulfilled. I hope you are a person of your word, unless you want to be labeled as a coward," he said in a taunting tone.
Bulma turned back to him when she reached the door, "I AM a person of my word and I don't back away from anything," she said sweetly. Then her face darkened into a scowl, "Goodbye Vegeta, when you're ready to act like a real man, let me know," she said as she walked out of the garage.
He chuckled to himself and then turned to take a look at his car, "You have no idea of what you're getting yourself into little girl. Nobody challenges Vegeta Ouji," he told himself out loud. 'Just a few days for me think up what you will do and you'll be back with me sweetheart,' he thought to himself with a smirk.
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"What happened with Vegeta, sweety?" Raditz asked her as she walked over to him outside.
"Vegeta is an asshole, and do you want to know why? Because he thinks of me as 'just another conquest'. I can't believe I was actually starting to like him!" she said as she nearly threw a fit before him.
"He was trying to psyche you out, that's what he does to girls he really likes. I tell you that because I know. Don't feel so angry or sad, because even if you say you don't like him, I know otherwise," he told her with a mischievous grin.
Bulma glared at him and then her eyes darkened as she watched Vegeta walk out of the garage. "Has he been like this forever?" she asked Raditz, assuming that he had known Vegeta longer.
He nodded, "I've known Vegeta since we were in third grade, he wasn't that evil then, but things changed. His mother abandoned him and would leave him with our mother. His father is the person he most hates in the world, for reasons that shall remain unspoken of. But, I guess he copes with his unhappiness by treating others bad," he said as he gave her a soft squeeze.
Bulma shook her head, "I just wish he'd let me know what's on his mind, I honestly want to help him," Bulma whispered as she looked at her tall companion.
Raditz just smiled, "Maybe some people don't want to be helped. But, enough about him. Tell me about you," he said with a grin.
"I used to be an innocent little girl that didn't know any better. I was an honor student in High School, I graduated a year early. Aside from that, I have a knack for building machines. It all changed when my brother came back from college and told me all about his racing experiences," she said.
"You miss your brother, I can tell. But, we move on and keep them in our memories. We've all had to deal with pain and Vegeta is no exception," Raditz whispered.
Bulma wondered about that comment and shrugged to herself, "I wonder, what would my father think if he knew all the things I have done. He thinks I'm his little girl that wouldn't even hurt a fly, yet I've been in jail and I have a record," she said mostly to herself.
Raditz put an arm around her shoulders and chuckled, "He'd probably say the same thing my mother would if she knew. But the fact is that they don't know and hopefully never will. This is what keeps us alive, the danger and the adrenaline," he said as he pointed to the cars that were being washed.
Bulma smiled and hugged him, "Thanks for listening to my issues, I just hope Vegeta wont take too long to realize that I really do like him," she whispered.
Raditz shook his head, "But if he doesn't, we'll help him realize it. If you come up with some sort of plan, just let me know and I will be happy to help you!" he said cheerfully.
Bulma nodded and got her genius brain to working again, "I'll think it through tonight and I will let you know by Race Wars. I want a cooling period and I think Vegeta also needs one after what has happened recently."
Raditz grinned and nodded, "Now come on sweetheart, we have cars to wash!" he said as he took her hand and pulled her along.
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"Welcome to RACE WARS," a man at the gate said as he put a paper under the window wipers of Bulma's fixed up Black Honda. He then wrote a number on the left upper corner of the back window.
"Thanks," Bulma said as she drove in before all the guys from the group. They had a whole section for only their cars and a small trailer they had also brought along with food and drinks inside. Everyone stepped out of their cars and began to ready their section. All the guys put up a tent for protection from the scorching sun, and then they brought out a bunch of chairs, a BBQ, a portable TV, and a mini fridge. They were literally making themselves at home.
Bulma was driving around with Chichi in the front car and 18 in the back car. Maron was sitting next to her because she wasn't one to race. She was only in charge of putting the stickers on the gangs cars. Then they drove in line to race against a guy that was trying to get their attention.
"Hey babes, you should both be watchin' from the sides. We wouldn't want to get any exhaust on those pretty little faces," he said.
"How about you put your money where your mouth is?" Maron snapped.
"How about we race for your sweet little ass? Throw in your sister as a bonus?" he asked.
Bulma looked at Maron, "Can you believe this asshole? He thinks he's sweet talkin us," she snickered. She then turned to the guy, "Five grand," Bulma said.
"Double or nothing?" he asked with a very confident smile.
"You're on," she said. Then Bulma and Maron watched as Chichi took off in front of them and she beat the person she was going against in a matter of seconds. "Shall we make this asshole eat dust?" Bulma asked.
"Show him what you're made of cuz," Maron said with a smirk as she tightened her seatbelt and sat back.
Bulma nodded and then waited for the man with the flag to signal. When he did, they both took off, with the sound and smell of burning rubber. At first the guy thought he had it won, and he was swerving in and out of her lane.
Then, Bulma looked at her cousin and pressed a NOS button when the guy swerved out of her lane. She left the guy eating her dust and watching as she sped past him to the finish line. When they drove back, Bulma stepped out of her car and waited for the guy to come over.
He reluctantly handed her a roll of bills and walked back towards his car. Bulma smirked, "Next time watch who you challenge," she said with a smirk before getting into her car and driving off, handing her cousin the money so that she could put it in the safe box.
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"You're a loser Kakarot," Vegeta chuckled loudly.
Kakarot pouted, "How was I supposed to know that I hadn't turned on my NOS tanks? I forgot alright?" he asked in exasperation. He grabbed a beer and then plopped down onto a huge bean bag chair.
"Hey! That's my seat!" Bulma whined as she walked over. He shrugged slightly and Bulma grinned as she jumped onto him, sitting comfortably on his lap. Vegeta flashed her a warning glare, but she decided to ignore him and she cuddled with the tall goofy guy.
"Leave her alone Vegeta. I don't mind!" Kakarot said with a huge grin.
"You wouldn't," he muttered. Vegeta then marched over to them and snatched Bulma off of Kakarot by the arm. Bulma looked at him smugly and Vegeta just pressed her tighter to him, pushing her towards the backside of the tent where no one would see them.
"What are you doing Vegeta?" she asked in a playful tone as his hands wrapped around her waist.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've been acting weird for some days already. I've been watching you," he whispered as he started to kiss her neck.
"So now you're stalking me?" she asked in bliss as his lips worked magic against her skin.
"You wish," he chuckled. Then his lips met with hers and they kissed passionately, Vegeta pressing Bulma against his car. She hissed and let out whimper because it happened to be a hot day and the car was nearly sizzling.
"Ow!" she said as she smacked his chest and pushed him away. "You moron! The car is hot and it burned my back!" she complained.
"Well then, let me make it all better," Vegeta snickered and rubbed her backside, watching as she looked at him through narrowed blue eyes.
"Yeah, I don't think THAT part of my backside needs rubbing," she said as she smacked his hands away from her.
"It's not my fault you wear those skimpy clothes anyways," he said in a nonchalant tone. Though, he was quite content at what she was wearing. She certainly had the body for it, he thought. She was wearing a tight mini denim skirt, a tight midriff tank, and a pair of blue Timb's.
Bulma raised a brow, but then she crossed her hands over her chest. "So, what is this? I thought I was just another conquest. Why did you get so riled up when you saw me flirting with Kakarot?" she asked slyly.
His mouth had opened for a response, when they were interrupted by a whistle. Both stopped staring at each other to look up. Bulma's eyes widened and she smiled, "Turles?" she asked.
The guy walked over to her and hugged her, swinging her around in the air. "How you doin' blue rose?" he asked as he hugged her tightly.
"I'm doing great! What about you? The last time I saw you, you were in that damned hospital bed and you were telling me to leave," she said, a bit sadly.
"Things change sweetheart. I wasn't the same after that accident," he said as he looked down on her lovingly.
"You thought I blamed you for the death of my brother," she whispered as she looked away and her eyes watered.
Turles shook his head and lifted her chin so that she looked up at him, "I blamed myself. He died and I didn't, and I wanted so bad to make it up to you, but I didn't know how to. The only thing that came into my mind was that it would be best that we stayed away from each other for a while, I wasn't good enough for you," he whispered. He then leaned over to kiss her.
Bulma stepped away from him and avoided the kiss, it was aimed for her mouth too, and she had just remembered that Vegeta was also there. "I don't mean to sound cruel, but I moved on," she whispered as she walked to stand in front of the scowling Vegeta.
He wrapped a possessive arm around her waist and flashed the other man a superior smirk. "Hands off my woman," he hissed.
"Bulma, you're going out with HIM?" Turles asked incredulously.
Bulma looked suspicious for a moment, "Why do you ask it like that? Is there something wrong with me going out with Vegeta?" she asked.
Vegeta grunted, "It's non of his fuckin' business," Vegeta sneered at the other man. "Like she said, she moved on. I suggest you do the same thing," he said darkly.
Bulma smacked her arm over his, "Stop being so rude Vegeta! He's a very special person in my life," she said as she looked at Turles.
She felt Vegeta stiffen behind her, and then release her all together. Turles smirked at this, his hand going to cup Bulma's jaw, "Vegeta, would you mind if I borrow Bulma for a few seconds? I have something to show her," Turles said in all sarcasm.
Bulma looked from one man to the other and had to stop herself from screaming at them both to stop being such 'macho-jerks'! "Turles, knock it off, and stop being such a prick." Then she turned to Vegeta, "Lighten up, I'll be back in a few ok?" she asked as she leaned in to kiss him, but Vegeta moved aside and Bulma ended pecking his cheek.
Her eyes darkened and almost made Vegeta wince. Almost. Instead, he just flashed her a glare and turned around to leave without another word. Bulma shook her head and turned to Turles.
He grabbed her hand, "Come on my sweet blue rose," he said as he nearly dragged her along. He walked her a bit farther down from where they were and pulled her towards a bunch of neatly parked cars. There were many people there and most were sitting and drinking beer.
She recognized a few people, they had all been her brother's friends when he was alive, but they were not really people she knew. Among those sitting there were Brolly and Raditz. Both guys looked up and waved when she and Turles approached.
"You were able to tear her away from her precious Vegeta?" Brolly asked with a smirk.
Bulma stuck out her tongue childishly at him, "The only way he wouldn't have would be if I were locked in the trailer with Vegeta," she said slyly.
Brolly was not amused, "If I so much as hear that you and him are-........"
"You'll what?" Bulma challenged, "I'm a big girl and I know what I do. Or more importantly, WHO I do," she said shrewdly.
Raditz and some other guys burst out laughing while Brolly just sat there brooding over what his crafty little cousin had just said to him. "I'll just warn you once B-chan," he growled under his breath.
Bulma smirked and turned to Turles, "So, what did you want to show me?" she asked.
Turles didn't look too amused himself, but he cracked a smile for her, "All the guys that were close friends to your bro pitched in for this," he said as he took her hand and began to walk her towards a navy blue Ford F-250 truck.
Bulma looked at it curiously and her eyes widened as she looked at the stickers that had been pasted onto the side of the door. It read: Riley's Autoparts. "You guys opened an autopart for my brother?" she asked softly, her eyes watering.
Turles nodded and looked around at all the guys that were around them, "Yeah, we all did. He was a great friend to us and he bailed us out of so much trouble, that this is the least that we could do to honor his memory," he said with a grin.
"Thank you!" Bulma cried as she jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly. Turles smiled towards Brolly and Raditz and slowly wrapped his thick arms around her small, slim form.
"Your welcome, sweetheart. Just know that whenever you need anything done for your cars, just come by and we'll help you out. Besides, you need to see just what the place looks like," he said as he set her back down onto the floor and tucked some stray strands of hair behind her ear.
Bulma smiled and cleaned away her tears of happiness and turned to all the guys that were sitting down drinking their beer. "Thank you all for doing this. Maybe you don't care, but it means a lot to me," she said with a smile.
"Don't trip sweetheart!"
"You're very welcome," all the guys started to say as they looked her over in appreciation.
Brolly stood and pointed an accusing finger at them all, "Back off. She's Riley's baby sister and she's just like my baby sister, so stop your shit," he threatened. All the guys just laughed and resumed their talking.
Bulma and Turles began to walk back towards the other tent and group of people. "Did you like the surprise?" he asked as they walked slowly near each other.
She nodded and smiled brightly, "It's the best thing anyone has ever done for my brother. Thank you for doing that," she whispered as she looked up at his handsome face.
Turles stopped walking, short of reaching the tent, and turned to look at her. "I haven't gotten over you. After that day in the hospital, I have cursed myself a million times for pushing you out of my life," he told her as he searched her wide azure eyes.
Bulma smiled gently, "You don't know how much that flatters me, but I moved on, I really did, and I'm pursuing a relationship with Vegeta right now," she whispered, not wanting to hurt him. She cared deeply for Turles, he had been a very special guy in her life, well, the first guy she had loved, but that was then, this was now.
Turles let out a rough bark of laughter, "Do you really know what you are TRYING to do? You're pursuing the impossible! That guy has never had a serious relationship with anybody!" he said angrily.
Bulma glared at him, "People change you know!" she yelled back. "And I don't care much about Vegeta's past, or all the girl's he's been with who he didn't take serious! This is different!" she tried to keep her voice down.
"Why is it different?" Turles snapped harshly. "You're beautiful and sweet, just like his last girl. He spent the night with her and bailed, that's why his Spider was destroyed and he ended up without a car," he hissed.
Bulma's eyes narrowed, "How do you know these things about him?" she asked slowly.
"It's a walking joke around here. Everyone knows Vegeta and what he does, it's not a secret. I don't want him to break your heart Bulma," Turles whispered in defeat.
She sighed softly and crossed her arms over her chest, "I'm not going to let him break my heart. I let you do it once and it took me a long time to get over it. I'm not going to make the same mistake twice," Bulma whispered before she walked away from him, leaving a dumbfounded Turles behind.
"What was that all about?" Chichi asked as she brought Bulma a Smirnoff beer.
Bulma took it and opened it quickly, "He was warning me about Vegeta. Chi, you and 18 have been around him for a while, right?" she asked them as the blonde came over with a beer in her hand.
18 and Chichi nodded in unison. "Yeah, why?" 18 asked slowly.
"Who was the last girl he was with? The one that cost him his Spider?" Bulma asked them both seriously.
Chichi whistled as she remembered, "She was Yang's sister. He messed with the wrong girl and broke her heart. It was a miracle that Yang didn't kill Vegeta, but he knew how much he liked the Spider so he destroyed it right after Vegeta had put in about 10 thou under the hood," Chichi said as she sat down in a chair.
"How many more have there been?" Bulma asked, mostly to herself.
18 laughed softly, "A lot," she muttered.
"Yeah, she was one of them," Chichi said with sarcasm as she pointed to her.
Bulma looked at her, "Really? And why did you two split?" she was very interested to know.
"Because she asked too many damned questions about me," a voice cut in darkly. All three girls looked up and looked at the short man that was scowling at them. "Don't you two harpies have anything better to do than gossip?" he asked in a snappy tone.
18 flicked him off and stood, "I'm gonna go find Raditz to see if he'll race me," she said as she stood and nearly went sideways.
Chichi stood with her, "I think not, you've had a little too much to drink," she said as they walked away to leave the pair alone to talk.
Vegeta looked down at Bulma and noticed that she wasn't looking at him, but frowning at her hands. He grabbed a chair and sat with the backrest against his chest. "What's on your mind?" he asked as she finally looked at him.
"You," she said, but it wasn't taunting or inviting. It was almost flat.
"Me?" he asked. "Did that idiot fill your head with crap about me?" he sneered as he referred to Turles.
"Is that crap true?" Bulma asked as she leaned forward and looked him straight in the eye.
"Yes," he said, unwavering. "Why should I hide my reputation away from you? Everyone knows me, so I don't really care for what they have to say," he said with a shrug. He then reached over to the mini-fridge and took out a beer.
Bulma drank from hers and though she wasn't happy about it, she admired his honesty. Then she turned towards the beat of a song and stood. "Dance this with me?" she asked as she offered him her hand.
Vegeta looked at it for a space of a minute and then stood, he hated dancing, but for her, he was willing to do it. Which was something that scared him a bit. Instead of taking her hand, he wrapped his arms around her slim waist and pulled her flush against his own body, enjoying how her soft curves seemed to mold to him.
"Me, myself, and I is all I got, and in the end is what I found out," Bulma whispered as she sang along with the song that was playing on the boom box, Beyonce's 'Me, myself and I', wrapping her arms around Vegeta's neck and kissing his cheek.
"Selfish woman," he whispered as he ran his nose over the soft skin of her cheek, "What about me?"
"What about you?" Bulma laughed and pressed her forehead to his. Then she turned serious, "Am I really just another girl on your list, Vegeta?" she asked, pulling back slightly to look him in the eyes.
He sighed, he wasn't ready to answer that question, and maybe he would never be. But the look in those soul stealing sapphire orbs made him think. She was absolutely beautiful, and even the thought of her near some other guy, made him beyond angry. "Listen up, I will only say this to you once," he whispered.
Bulma nodded and ran her fingers through the thick softness of his hair, "Okay."
He sighed and pressed his cheek to hers, "Something has happened to me, because of you. I wont lie, I've been a player, but for you, I'd be willing to stop. I like you, and not only to pass the moment, like I've done with others. Don't take it wrong, I'm a possessive man and I want you as far away from that Kakarot look alike as much as possible. You will be mine and only mine," he whispered as he looked her in the eye.
They kept moving to the slow beat and Bulma smiled at him. "What about you? Are you going to be mine and only mine?" she asked him as she trailed one manicured nail in circles over his chest.
"I can't really deny myself to all those other girls that are in love with me, you know," he said in a smug taunting tone.
Bulma smacked his chest and giggled. Then she remembered something. "Vegeta, we have a pending race. Remember?" she asked him as the song ended and another one with more beat came on.
Vegeta smirked, "You really want to race ME?" he asked as his lips skimmed her jaw.
She rolled her eyes and pushed away from him, walking over to a large empty space, she popped the capsule to her Infinity G20, "This is my fixed up and updated version. The odds are against you sweetheart," she smiled as she got in.
Vegeta chuckled to himself and jogged over to his BMW, what Bulma didn't know was that he had recently made some adjustments to his car also. Together they drove down to the line, and noticed that their group were there watching as the two approached.
"Chi, 18, keep an eye out for who wins, alright?" Bulma asked as she fixed her seatbelt and revved the engine of her car a few times. She then turned to look at Vegeta and smiled. "I'm looking forward to a ten second car," she grinned.
Vegeta smirked and shook his head, "I want my car to be royal blue, got it?" he asked. They were both referring to the bet made three weeks before, when they had raced and Bulma had lost. Now, they were both eager to see the outcome of this competition.
The man in charge there came over and stood between the two cars, "You two ready?" he asked. Vegeta and Bulma nodded and he then he raised his huge orange flag and brought it down and started to wave it over and over.
Bulma pressed the accelerator and took off, not bothering to look at Vegeta. He also took off with a screech, his sole concentration on the road and nothing else. Everyone cheered and watched as the two cars flew down the pavement, none looking like they were giving up until winning.
Vegeta could see the finish line right in front, and he would be damned if he let the woman beat him. He had beat her once, he'd do it again.
Bulma smirked to herself as she watched Vegeta press the NOS button on his car, he zoomed by her and she laughed. "It was too soon baby, you need to have more patience," she murmured to herself. Then she pressed a button on her steering wheel and the force nearly slammed her against her seat as her total speed reached 150mph.
They both approached the end line and the winner was............
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WHO IS GOING TO WIN? Go to the next chapter and find out...........
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