Chapter 4: The Sunset

Bulma sat there in silence thinking of what might happen if she walked out of her room at that moment.

"Ok, so I've got a few options. Option A.) Mom will run up to me and beg me to eat since I haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning. B.) Vegeta will try to talk to me and question me. Or option C.) I'm going to walk out and ignore/walk past anything that has any life in it. Well... I suppose there is still option D.) stay in here, starve to death and talk to myself. So far, option D is my favourite."

Something hit her window, drawing her attention. She noticed that whatever it was left a crack in glass. Stupid people pranking us all the time. Bulma stood from her brooding position, and walked up to the window.

"Oh," she gasped in surprise. There, on her windowsill was a bouquet of roses tucked into a beautiful vase. I wonder who brought these.

She looked around, there was no one in sight. Even the GR was shut down. What's going on? "Hmm, I guess I'll have to go with choice E.) all of the above...well, except D."

She placed the vase of beautiful roses on the top of her dresser and placed her hand on the doorknob. "Here goes nothing."

It was quiet, too quiet. She went straight to the living room, only to find it barren of all life. "No one here," she whispered, before heading to the next room: the kitchen. "No one's in here either," she muttered, sighing in frustration. "Where is everybody?"

She noticed there was a note on the table which she quickly read through.

"Great," she exclaimed in exasperation. "Mom and dad left for a few days to spend some quality time with Chi-Chi and Goku and they didn't take me? They left me here with Vegeta! Great, just great."

"What's so great?"

Her heart nearly beat its way out of her chest, as she jumped in fear at the sudden voice. After the initial shock, she realized that it was just Vegeta.

"Dont scare me like that!"

He shrugged, before opening the fridge and digging through it.

"Is there something you looking for?"

"Not really, just trying to have a reason for being in here," he said as he shut the fridge door.

"Vegeta, did you know that they left?"

"Who?"

"My parents."

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I have my reasons."

"God, why can't you be normal for once!"

She turned and ran back to her room, slamming her door behind her.

"I don't want to be left here, with him, alone," she cried out, flinging herself onto her bed. She wasn't the type to throw tantrums, but this was stupid! What kind of self-respecting parent allows -no makes- their daughter stay with a guy all alone for days? "Calm down Bulma," she told herself, forcing herself to take deep, calming breaths. "You only have to stick with him for a few days that's all. It's nothing you can't handle."

Knowing she couldn't just hole up in her room the whole time her parents were away, she decided to take a walk, just to get away from everything. I just have to get past him thats all but how? She opened her door and headed towards the kitchen again.

"Woman!"

Crap! She veered to the right, taking an alternate route outside, one that wouldn't cross paths with the Saiyan. As soon as she stepped foot outside, she bolted off as fast as she could but when she turned to be sure he wasn't following her, she ran right into him. It was like running into a brick wall. "Yes Vegeta?"

"Why are you running away from me?"

"I have my reasons," she said, throwing his earlier cryptic words back at him. She started walking away and this time he didn't follow. Instead, he went into the GR. Suddenly, the ground began to shake.

"Vegeta!" She screamed, thinking he'd blown the GR up in his frustration. But to her surprise, the GR was flying. "Fine! Leave, see if I care," she huffed, turning back towards the house.

"Argh, I HATE him!" She cried. What happened to him he was hateful now hes sweet and nice, I HATE IT! She kicked the wall out of frustration. "OWWW! Stupid Vegeta! I HOPE YOU NEVER COME BACK!"

She was sitting on the couch an hour later, an ice pack on her bruising foot. I can't believe I'm saying this but it has only been a hour and I already miss him. God, I think I'm falling for him... but why him? Why now?

The ground started shaking again. Immediately, Bulma shot to her feet, no longer concerned about her aching bruises. He's back already? Wow that was fast. She hobbled towards the window, and surveyed the scene before her. "Same spaceship, same Vegeta." She sighed, suddenly remembering that she hadn't wanted to be near him in the first place. His sudden absence had managed to cloud her judgment, but now that he was back, she began to see clearly once more. I really need to get out of this house. I think I need to go to my spot atleast its quiet there.

There was a hill, not too far from her home, that she would go to when she was younger. There were even times when she would take Goku with her, back when he was a child. "I wonder if he ever comes here?" she wondered, as she climbed up the steady incline.

Upon the hilltop, stood a log cabin. Her father had built it there, so she could escape the hustle and bustle of city life, and just get away for a few days. The journey seemed to be taking much longer than she remembered. "It shouldn't be that far up, though I haven't been here for years," she reasoned with herself, realizing she didn't have quite as much energy as she had as a young girl. By the time she finally reached it, the sun was already setting.

She sat outside the cabin door on the hilltop, and stared at the sky. I haven't watched the sunset in ages. She watched as the sun lowered, reaching dangerously close to the horizon. She watched the sky changed colors, from the bright blue of day, to rich reds and oranges, until it finally turned into a deep blue. The biggest wishing star she had ever seen lit up the night, brighter than the moon had ever done. She locked her eyes on the wishing star, and whispered into the night, "I wish this whole thing with Vegeta was just a dream and that when I wake up tomorrow, he'll be in the GR training his butt off."

Beta-ed by: YukiraKing