Title: The Gift

Disclaimer: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH You KNOW I don't own it!! (Cross's arms and pout's ) But one day!! ONE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHH HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!

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~~ ~~Is for flash backs

Summery: Teen Bulma moves to a farm and teen Vegeta is the stable boy, who has a strange gift...

Author's Note: Well for starter's I keep getting review's complaining about the A/N's, and if you are one of them, I won't put them in this chapter, OK, if you still got a problem, then by all mean's review and tell me what's wrong. I AIM TO PLEASE!!!!!!!!!! But I would like it if you where polite... NOT that I'm complaining!?! So don't stop reading!? Heh heh...

Oh and Trunks' Brat Baby asked "Couldn't Vegeta just read her mind to know what she's thinking though?" Well yes he could, but I wanted to set mood ^_^ and junk so yeah.

Now there will be some new character's entering the story in this chapter, so I'll tell you who they are now so I won't have to put in any AN's during the story. Margret is the head maid and is also Vegeta's care-taker, Juliet is a 13yr old maid who has a BIG crush on Vegeta and dosen't like Bulma all that much so yeah...

And if the font size for everything above the Author's Note is REALLY BIG, well I tried to change it, but it wouldn't save so it's stuck that way, sorry. Well enough of my chit chat, on with the story!?!

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Chapter 12: The morning after

The party had gone on long into the night, by the time the sun rose, the last of the guest's where leaving.

Bulma had retreted into her room three hour's ago, and had fallen asleep lying fully clothed on her bed.

It had taken her a while to fall asleep, and it wasn't because of the music, it was because of what she had done to Vegeta. She didn't know why she said those thing's, they... just came out.

She just had to go and kiss him!!

Bulma growned. Rolling over onto her back.

She'd sort it out in the morning. It was to late to worry about boy trouble's.

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Vegeta on the other hand, wasn't asleep in his bed. No. He was alseep in a pile of hay.

All of his animal's snoozing around him.

He had stopped fretting over Bulma and her... kiss.

He had more important thing's to do. Like take care of the animal's, he was the stable boy after all.

Vegeta had disscused the 'Bulma matter' over with his friend's and Mie had the brilliant (In her mind) idea, that he should stop being nice to her. But Vegeta thought that was just plain stupid and rude. Beside's IF he refused to talk to her anymore. He would most likely have a visit from Dr Briefs and his belt or cain. And that was something he could do without.

So he desided to just act as though she had never kissed him at all.

Vegeta had never had a girlfriend or anything like that. So he didn't really know how to deal with this sort of situation. He was just doing what he thought was best. He didn't want to be fired and have someone inexpeierenced take care of his animal's.

To tell the truth he didn't really care about the kiss. What bothered him was that she had taken it all back for some reason. And he didn't want to invaid her privacy by reading her mind and know what she really thought. I mean he could very easly, but he wasn't like that.

So pretending like nothing happened sounded pretty good.

Vegeta sighed, covering his eyes with his right arm.

He needed some sleep, before he had to start work in an hour.

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11:30am and Bulma was just wakeing up. And judging from her appearence in the mirror, she looked like. Crap.

The blue haired teen opened her door and began to walk down the hall. First thing's first. Have a shower.

Half an hour latter. She was in her room, blow-drying her hair, picking out an out-fit and getting dressed.

For you see, Bulma was going to the mall, to get her mind off the mysterious stable boy. And the idiotic thing she had done to him the night before.

Bulma sighed quietly as she slipped the white singlet over her head. Vegeta was different, she knew that, everyone did, so she wasn't sure if he cared or not.

Tying her hair into a pony tail, Bulma grabbed on of her purse's and went dowstair's to have some breakfast.

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Upon reaching the kitchen, the blue haired beauty froze as she saw Vegeta standing next to the toaster. He looked up at her. He wasn't smiling, but he didn't look angry.

"Good morning Miss Briefs," He said bowing. Bulma smiled. Going over to the fridge and taking out the orange juice and setting it on the counter.

"Hi,"

He was like every other time she saw him. Filthy. Utterly filthy. His leg's where covered with dried mud from the knee's down, there where a few scratch's on his arms, exposed chest and face. His checkered shirt was tied around his waist and seemed to be torn and he had a sweat stained peice of cloth tied around his forehead.

Causing his fringe to stick out from gap's in between the scrap of red mateirial.

Vegeta stared at her for a few short moment's before grabbing his toast and bringing them over to the bread board next to where Margret was standing. She took one look at the ruffled up boy and gave a shrill cry, taking hold of his shoulder's and dragging him over to the first aid cuboard.

"Vegeta, what in the WORLD happened to you, look at you, you're all scratched and bleeding!?" Vegeta stood there quietly, sighing as Margret went over board with cleaning his wound's.

"It's all right, really, I can do it myself,"

Margret shook her finger at him.

"Oh no you don't, what happened!?" Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"Well, I was trying to get one of the kitten's out of a really tall tree and well, the branch I was standing on, broke and I fell," He stated. Wincing slightly as Margret dabbed a cloth socked with tea tree oil onto a large cut on his arm.

"Well, be more carefull next time!?" Vegeta smiled.

"I will, don't worry," Margret placed the tea-tree oil and bandages back in the first aid cuboard and bustled off to make the beds.

Vegeta picked up his toast and walked passed Bulma, gently brushing against her shoulder. He opened the back door and without a nother word, walked out and into the yard.

Bulma sighed, he hated her, she could tell. She was such an idiot.

Not feeling much like breakfast anymore, Bulma headed for the front door.

The mall seemed like a good place to be, a place to relax and forget about you're trouble's. And that was just what she needed.

There we are, eep!?! (ducks as fruit flies at her) I know it was a long wait and this is a short and pointless chapter but I'm sorry, the good stuff is coming I sware!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope you liked the AN free chapter, it was kinda hard, but I did it. Review please and NO flames!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They are pointless and it's a waist of time writing one. If you have any sugestion's about The Gift then by all mean's tell me!!!!

Oh and I thought I might tell you I'm an Aunty now!!!!! My brother's wife has just had a baby boy!!!!!!! He is SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well that's all for now!!

Bye Bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!