June 23, Tuesday

8:56 a.m: I am extremely stressed out! Everything has gone to hell. ChiChi is now wildly suspicious that I am, in fact, having an affair with Goku. She has never actually said so, but it's so obvious. As soon as we were given the information that such a rumor had started, her eyes were cast over by a terrible shadow of wrath. She follows Goku around, and is more cross with him then ever. I feel like telling her that if she keeps THIS up, Goku WILL cheat on her! Well, if he were anyone but sweet, innocent, oblivious Goku...


9:27 a.m: I'm more paranoid then ever now. As stupid as it sounds, I have a nice sharp knife hidden under my pillow, and have been browsing for guns over the internet. Why? So I won't be seen! I realize that I a gun probably won't stop an all power super being, but it's a comfort I yearn for, the same as people used to buy bomb shelters during the Missile Defense Crisis, though it wouldn't really protect them in the long run...


10:30 a.m: Hmm. Parents are out of the house, and I am stuck here alone...metaphorically, for that pig Vegeta is somewhere. Goku will be here soon, though, to continue with the 'training' which I find quite useless, for it isn't as though I can fly, and shoot beams of power through my hands like he can. You know, show off.


7:45 p.m: It's extremely horrifying for me to entertain, but Vegeta and Goku are, as near to the word under the circumstances...'friends'! I can tell that they love to 'spar' together, for there isn't anyone else out there that can give either of them a challenge. Oh, no, it doesn't matter that Vegeta tried to kill Goku, and nearly succeeded. It makes me so mad sometimes, that I just want to throw something at both of them! Of course, I must admit, if Vegeta did still want Goku dead, he would have already tried by now...but, he's not an idiot. He may be biding his time, gathering Goku's easily accessible trust, just so one day he will catch him off guard...I don't even want to think of that! I'm scared enough as it is!

Oh, right, the training...well, what is there to say? It isn't as though I have much trouble learning to sense someone sneaking up behind me, or giving them a good pounding when I whirl around. Vegeta, who is so self centered and completely arrogant that it physically bothers me, often wanders in to be sarcastic and nasty, or to merely laugh and smirk, then stalk off again. Yet, there was ONE time when he didn't.

Goku was having trouble being both the 'pretend attacker' and showing me the proper way to dislocate an arm with three separate movements. Of course, I am not actually intended to dislocate *his* arm, since he is All Powerful Goku, and it would be IMPOSSIBLE (again, I question the usefulness of this 'training' when the creep after me is also a terrible super force. But everyone (meaning my mother and ChiChi) agree that it is good to know anyway. Mother watches often, too, and asks to learn things that particularly interest her, such as the most 'effective' way to kick a man between the legs. And a nice plastic dummy is used for that practice).

ANYWAY! Vegeta comes in there, and Goku asks him to hold my arms behind my back, so that he can show me the 'proper' way to do the exercise. Now, knowing Vegeta as I have, I'd figure he'd just laugh, say something catty, and walk away. But instead he said, "Very well, Kakarotto! And I can tell YOU if you are doing it right or not." Oh, come ON. I felt like saying that he was only volunteering as an excuse to get to touch a woman, but was too mad to even speak.

I was kind of scared, too, for my earlier suspicions about his 'hidden evil plots' whirred through my mind, and I wondered darkly if he would come along and break my wrists. It wouldn't be hard for him; I've watched him crumble rocks before. But I didn't have much more time to worry, for he just walked over and pulled my arms behind me, as though he really were some thug meaning to steal my money or something, but only a thug rather then the full blooded Saiyin that he is. And let me tell you; I didn't like it. I don't want him so close to me, touching me, ever again! ARGH it was so disgusting. I didn't even wait for Goku to hammer out the steps of the attack again (I'M the one with the 180 IQ, remember?); I just went for it, I wanted that snake off me so bad. The first step is to jab a certain small bone in the wrist of the attacker, then grab their arms, and jerk them to the sides. And I did this, all in what was all of three glorious seconds. But then, Vegeta grabs my arm and pulls me backward, onto the ground, and I am looking up furiously at his cross armed form. Bastard!

"What do you do now?" he asks, in his stupid, smart ass manner.
"If you were a human being, rather then some freak from outer space, I'd kick your ass!" I raged, and got up and stomped away, hearing him laughing behind me.

Goku talked to me later, said that he told Vegeta not to mess with me again (HAHA good thing Psycho ChiChi wasn't watching).

"Oh Goku, it's FINE! I've seen the truth now; Vegeta proved his point well."

"What point?"

"Goku! Do you realize that I am being pursued by ALL POWERFUL SUPER FORCES?" I pause for a moment, struck by the realization that my life is a constant mirage of bad movie dialogue. "Goku," I sigh, "I couldn't defend myself against them! This is all STUPID!"

"You have to believe in yourself, Bulma," Goku says all seriously. "You have power you haven't found yet, and this training will help you capture it!" Now I'm VERY exited, with visions of me 'powering up,' and flying across a twinklie twilight sky. And then I am furious.

"WHAT?!" I bellow. "Hidden power? Why didn't you ever tell me this before?!"

"I thought you knew!" Goku cries, backing away, wide eyed.

"How?!" I demand, stalking closer to him. "You always told me, 'No, Bulma, you could never fight like I do. Your body wouldn't be able to take it.'"

"Well, that was because you weren't trained yet!" I stop and narrow my eyes.

"And how much time will it take?"

"That depends on how much you're willing to give."

"Then take me!" Incidently, ChiChi walks into the room at that very moment, and drops her coffee cup.

"Oh DEAR GOD..." she says, white faced. I roll my eyes, as Goku looks at her blankly.

"What's wrong, ChiChi?" he asks.

"CHICHI, SNAP OUT OF IT! I wouldn't touch Goku with a ten foot pole," I proclaim, and am out of there.