Hey, how is everyone? I just want to thank all of you for reading and reviewing and for liking my story so much. I will say that I am winding things down now, and there are a few chapters left until the end. I won't keep you, and thanks for waiting this long for me to update!

P.S. Sorry if I confused you guys in the end of the last chapter. But Chichi is the one that kissed Vegeta, as it is explained in this chapter.

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Warning or Threat?

Vegeta's eyes widened only briefly, but then, his arms slowly curled around the small, dark-haired woman that was pressed tightly to him. He could clearly hear the gasp of indignation coming from Bulma.

When they stepped away, Vegeta noticed that Kakarot looked on the edge of some ferocious outburst, and Bulma, well, he was thankful that she was nowhere near him with that look on her face. The guy in charge of this race walked over to Kakarot and congratulated him, then he got his part of the money and left. Then, Kakarot marched over to them.

"Chi, can I have some words with you?" he snarled as he grabbed her arm and nearly dragged her towards his car, pushing her inside.

"Um, well, we're gonna meet you guys at Raditz and Kakarot's house," 18 said as she and the rest of the group got into their cars and started to leave.

As they were left alone, with all the other spectators of the race leaving, Bulma marched over to Vegeta.

"Well, well. What are you planning on doing Vegeta? Fucking all the girls that we hang around with? First me, then Deidra, now Chi? Are Maron and 18 next?" she asked angrily.

"Why the fuck should you care? We're over and I can do whatever the hell I want to and with whoever I want," he sneered, not looking bothered by her words.

"I should've expected this from someone like you. I knew you hadn't changed," she tried to sound nonchalant.

"Someone like me?" he growled, grasping her forearms and squeezing painfully. "You have no face to judge me after you literally stuck your tongue down Kakarot's throat. Where did all your words and feelings for me go?" he asked in a mocking tone.

"Unhand me Vegeta, you have no right to touch me," Bulma hissed.

"I have no right?" he chuckled maliciously. Then with a startled gasp, Bulma felt herself being slammed into the wall behind her, leaving her dazed for a few seconds, until she felt his lips on her neck.

Against her anger and hurt, she felt her resolve crumbling to pieces as his lips worked magic on her skin, and his hands caressed her body in a way that only he had made her go crazy for. His hands cupped her bottom and lifted her against him, his lips nipping at her breasts through her shirt. Then he kissed his way back up.

"Don't tell me I have no right, because your body belongs to me," he snarled against her ear. Then with that, he released her, and had those words not brought her back from the fog of lust she had been in, she would have fallen because of her shaky legs.

She set her angry blue eyes on him, and used his moment of triumph in advantage. She brought her hand over with as much strength as she could and...... SMACK! His head snapped to the side violently by the sheer force of her hand on his cheek.

"If you ever do that to me again, then I swear to you that I will cut off your balls and ram them down your throat," she replied with deathly calmness before walking over to the sidewalk and popping the capsule of her car. Then with an angry screech, she was gone.

Vegeta rubbed his cheek gingerly and just smirked to himself. Oh yeah, she wanted him.

"So, my body is yours, Vegeta? You think you know me that well?" Bulma hissed to herself as she drove at a break-neck speed.

She came to the street where she had to make a left turn to go to Raditz's home, but instead, she found herself turning right, driving towards a different destination. She was willing to prove Vegeta wrong and make him eat his words.

Bulma parked her car and then got out, looking up at the house that she had come to know since before she had become a teenager. Now, she was debating with her pride and heart as to if she should knock.

Then she remembered Vegeta's smug words and she found that she could not stop her hand from hitting the door twice. The door opened a few moments later and she was greeted by the tall man with a grin on his face.

"Hey Bulma," Turles said as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"Turles," she said with a seductive smile.

He blinked and then just stared at her for a few seconds, an uncomfortable silence surrounding them. Suddenly, Bulma took a step forward and brought his face down to hers, capturing his lips in a kiss that Turles did not push away from.

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her inside, closing the door behind them.

"Hey Bulma!" Kakarot called as he walked into the garage and went to sit next to her on the old couch there. He noticed that she was wearing dark sunglasses and he couldn't see her eyes. "Where were you yesterday? We missed you at the party," he said with a grin.

Bulma shook her head, "I was tired and I went home, I'm sorry I wasn't there to celebrate with you," she said as she took his hand and squeezed it lightly.

He shrugged, "That's ok. But you know, we missed Vegeta too. He was nowhere around. Was he with you?" Kakarot asked.

"No. I have no idea where that asshole was," she snapped with a huff.

Kakarot decided that maybe he shouldn't breech that subject with Bulma right now. She seemed to be on a nasty hangover, and that was more than likely why she was wearing sunglasses inside the garage, he thought.

"Pretty big words from the crown bitch herself," a voice like acid interrupted.

They both looked up as Deidra walked in as if she owned the place. "Get bent, ho," Bulma hissed. "Though I'm sure you're used to it already."

Deidra chuckled merrily, "You have the nerve to call me a ho when yesterday you stuck your tongue down his throat?" she asked as she pointed at Kakarot. "Then, to add to your list, you went to Turles' place and did the same to him! Then he closed the door with you and I hazard to guess that you didn't leave until this morning, right?" she asked smugly.

Behind her glasses, Bulma's eyes widened and she cursed herself for being so stupid. "Leave me the fuck alone!" Bulma screamed as she lunged at the other girl, but Kakarot was there to hold her back as she thrashed in his grip.

"Fine, but I'm going to tell Vegeta and see what he thinks about this whole situation," she said before she turned on her heel and began to walk away.

"Do what you want, I don't care what Vegeta thinks about me. He's nothing but a selfish bastard!" she yelled after her. But then she broke off with a small sob and pushed away from Kakarot. "Please leave me alone for a while," she whispered.

He nodded slowly, "Are you sure that you are ok?" he asked.

Bulma nodded and sat back down, "Vegeta doesn't deserve my tears," she muttered angrily.

Kakarot sighed, 'Maybe he does, Bulma, but you are too stubborn to see it,' he thought sadly. "Ok, I'll be outside with the rest of the guys if you need anything," he said before he walked out.

Bulma sat there sulking for what seemed like forever but was only about ten minutes, when all the girls walked in. That included Chichi. Her friend smiled tentatively and regretted it when she almost saw the thunderous, dark, cloud settle over her friends head.

"Hey Bulma," Maron said as she walked over to sit next to her.

"What's with the shades B?" 18 asked as she grabbed a chair and turned it around so that she leaned against its backrest.

"I'm on a nasty hangover, so please don't bombard me with any stupid questions," she said in annoyance, crossing her legs and her arms at the same moment.

There was a grim, unnerving silence between them all, but was mostly centered around Chichi and Bulma, until Maron groaned and sat straight. "Why don't you two just get this silence over with?" she nearly yelled.

"I have nothing to talk about with her," Bulma said as she twirled a strand of pink hair in her fingers.

"Come on Bulma, I know that you are far worse than pissed at me for what happened yesterday! Just let me know what's on your mind!" Chichi snapped.

"You wanna know what's on my mind?!" Bulma screeched. "I want to know why my BEST FRIEND TURNED OUT TO BE A BACK-STABBING BITCH?!" she yelled as she stood and faced her friend.

"I'M back-stabbing?!" Chichi asked indignantly as she also stood and faced her off. "In case YOU haven't noticed, you selfish ho, since you're so high up on your damn ego, I have liked Kakarot for FOREVER! I did the same thing that YOU did with Kakarot, SO WE'RE EVEN!" Chichi yelled back.

Bulma blinked, "You like Kakarot?" she asked in a more civilized tone.

Chichi let out a breath and nodded, looking away from Bulma. "I've had a crush on him for a long time. And you two better not say anything to anyone!" she threatened the two other girls there.

"We won't!" Maron said. 18 nodded and crossed her heart.

"Chichi, you knew what I was planning and you ruined it!" Bulma whined as she began to pace.

"I know, and I'm sorry. But when I saw you kiss Kakarot, I don't know. Something inside me twisted into a nasty knot and I kissed Vegeta on impulse. I didn't do it to be bad with you, I swear I didn't!" Chichi said sadly.

Bulma ran a hand through her hair and slumped. "Vegeta is a bastard and yesterday I went over to Turles' house........" she trailed off.

All three girls jumped up and ran to her. "What the hell did you do? Please don't tell me you did what I'm thinking you did!" Chichi said.

"You slept with Turles?!" 18 hissed.

"I cannot believe this!" Maron said as she threw her arms in the air and started to mutter things about Bulma being impulsive and a big dummy.

"Well, sit down because I have so many things to tell you about yesterday!" Bulma said as she went to sit on the couch. Her friends followed her, eager to know what the blue haired woman had done.

"Look at my poor baby!" Bulma whined as she looked at her totaled Honda. It looked just like a can that had been stepped on and crunched down.

"There's nothing left to salvage," Maron said as they walked around the wrecked vehicle. "Not even the steering wheel." She tried to hide a giggle.

Her cousin glared at her. "Lucky for me, the NOS tanks were on empty. Turles had already gotten new ones for me, but I hadn't gotten around to installing them," Bulma said in relief.

"You just gonna leave it here?" 18 asked with a frown. She, just now realized how lucky her friend had been. The top of the car was dented inwards, all the windows were broken, and the right side of the car, was also smashed in.

Bulma nodded, "Yeah, it's going to take time and a lot of money. I have those two things, but this car is going to bring back too many unwanted memories," she said with a light shrug.

Chichi, Maron, and 18 looked at each other briefly, and then they walked out of the garage towards their cars. They stood there for a few moments debating as to where they should go to have a very late lunch, when a roar of motorcycle engines made them all jump and look up.

"Shit." Bulma wasn't entirely sure which of her friends said that, and maybe it had been her. But her heart was in her throat, and she forced herself to stand there and look neutral.

A group of cars surrounded by motorcycles stopped near them, and they all recognized who they were. Bulma looked at her friends, and noticed that they had paled at the sight of Yang's people, too.

The door to a black Mercedes Benz that the people on the motorcycles were guarding, opened, and out stepped Yang's sister. Bulma let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. The other woman was dressed in all black, and her hair gleamed like shinning ebony in the sun. She walked slowly towards Bulma.

"Funny that we introduced ourselves without names," she said. Bulma nodded in agreement. "My name is Rina, and you are?"

"I'm Bulma. I hazard to say that this encounter was not a coincidence?" Bulma said as she regained her composure and stood straight, unafraid, even with all the people at Rina's back.

Rina smiled pleasantly and nodded. "I have been meaning to have some words with you. It is very urgent, and it concerns your safety."

"My safety?"

The other woman nodded again. "It has come to my knowledge that my brother is bent on revenge against you, and Vegeta."

"Vegeta and I are not a couple anymore," Bulma said darkly.

"My apologies," Rina said sincerely. "But that trivial reason will not matter to my brother. I am not like him. I may be able to convince him to leave you alone, but he will not leave Vegeta alone. I can't guarantee that he won't hurt you both."

"Are you saying that your brother is out to kill us?" Bulma asked, her eyes narrowed.

"That is exactly what I am saying. My brother does not fear authority, and even if he goes to prison, he has enough influences to get you or Vegeta hurt. Keep your eyes open. I think that you changed Vegeta, even if he says he will never change. Honestly, I do not want to see you get hurt over a stupid whim of my brother's."

"Thank you for the warning. But if I defend myself against your brother, I can not guarantee that I will not hurt him. Even knowing that, you still helped me?" Bulma asked seriously.

"I will not respond if you hurt my brother minutely, but if he dies, or if the danger is too deep, then I will come after you myself. I was merely warning you. My job is done, and I will take my leave. Tell Vegeta about my warning, and heed it. My brother is a dangerous person," Rina said before she turned on her heel, and walked back to the back seat of the Benz. Then, every one of them drove off.

"Was that a warning or a threat?" Chichi asked, a mild grin that was half amused, half worried tugging at her lips. Her friends looked at each other and shrugged.

"And I thought my life couldn't get anymore complicated," Bulma grumbled.

"Are you going to tell this to Vegeta?" Chichi asked.

"No," Bulma shook her head. Her friends eyes widened. "You guys are going to tell him. I am not speaking to him until things cool down. And before you ask, I have no idea how long that will take."

18 shrugged. "Fine by me. I'll tell him about it as soon as we see him."

"I got a distinct feeling that she was following us, or else, how would she know where we were?" Maron asked. "Her brother can very well be following you too, and this can all be a trap."

"She seemed honest to me," Bulma shrugged as they got into the borrowed Cadillac convertible, Brolly's car.

"Unless you can detect when someone is lying, I wouldn't completely trust her. Vegeta did her and dumped her, she may be on a vengeance streak, and what better way to get back at him, than to take it out on the one girl he truly wants?" 18 asked smartly.

"How do you know that he truly wants me?" Bulma snapped as they drove off at full speed.

Maron rolled her eyes. "We have known Vegeta far longer than you have, so we know."

"Whatever," said Bulma. "I need to find a way to protect myself. I am trained in Judo, but with Yang, I don't think that will be enough. I need some sort of weapon."

"Are you sure you have to go that far?" Chichi asked quietly.

"I would," 18 snapped. "And in case that little shit would come near me, I'd pepper spray his ass too."

Maron sighed dramatically. "Nice suggestions, but as for me, I'd go lower. Past his waist with a blade. See if he'll miss little Yang junior."

They all burst out laughing, and made their ways to the nearest burger place to get lunch.

A Few Days Later..........

"What are you so dressed up for?" Chichi asked as she walked into the garage and looked at her best friend.

Bulma smiled and wagged her finger at her. "That my friend, is not something I want to say out loud. These walls have ears," she said as she pointed towards Deidra, just as she walked into the garage too.

She smirked triumphantly at Bulma and walked over to them, swishing her hips in a cheap hooker walk. "Guess who I just finished talking too."

"I really don't care. Besides, it's non of your fucking business what I do or don't do with guys. Vegeta and I are over, so piss off," Bulma snapped as she turned and walked away from her with Chichi.

Deidra followed them and stopped Bulma at the door. "Vegeta knows. And to make things even, we spent the night together. God, he is the best I have ever had," Deidra said with a long sigh.

Bulma let out an abrupt bark of laughter, turning at the door. "There have been so many for you from what I have heard, that I am surprised you can even compare him to the countless others."

Deidra's eyes narrowed and she scoffed. "You're just jealous. But I told you, I would have him again, and I did. You weren't woman enough to keep him with you."

"Neither were you. Last he told me, he did you and dumped you. That doesn't mean that he wants you for keeps. He seems to be way above you, and not exactly in that way that you would want," Bulma said with a smirk.

Chichi snickered and motioned with her head so that they could leave. Bulma nodded and they both stepped outside. "That girl is absolutely obnoxious!" Chichi said.

"I know what you mean. Do you think it's true what she said about her and Vegeta?" Bulma tried to sound nonchalant.

"I don't know." Chichi shrugged. "She may be right. Though I find it hard to believe that Vegeta can change so quickly. You were a good influence on him. He was still as cranky as always, be he had stopped being a bastard."

"You said it. He HAD. I don't know if he is back to his old self now," Bulma said.

"Are you going to tell me where are you going now?"

Bulma grinned and ran a hand through her blue hair with pink streaks. To match with them, she was wearing a pink halter-top, and a white, denim skirt that hugged her hips, and fell to her knees and flared. She was also wearing pink, glittering slip-on's with a tall heel, and many bracelets over one wrist.

"I'm going out with Turles," Bulma said.

"Going out with him, or going to his bedroom to roll with him. Though I don't see why you should get so fixed up if you're going to end up fucking him." A deep, angry voice snarled from behind them.

Bulma recognized Vegeta's voice and let out a slow breath, trying not to explode in a jealous rage. "What do you care, huh? You are so obviously rolling with that little ho, you have no right to reprimand me for anything that I do with Turles."

"You went from my arms, to his bed, you tell me who the ho is," Vegeta said.

She walked the short distance to him and slapped him. "Don't you dare talk to me that way. Don't you dare compare me to that slut. You know better, and I thought that you knew me, but I was wrong," Bulma tried to hold in her tears.

Vegeta rubbed his face and glared at her. "Please, your tears don't work on me. They may be enough for Turles, but I don't believe you. You are too good an actress," he said evilly.

"Am I?" Bulma asked, her sadness turning into anger. "Then you must have known that all the time I spent with you was an act, right? It has become painfully clear that you know nothing of me. I curse the day that I met you, and the day that I let you into my life. I hope you stay alone for the rest of your life!" she screamed before she walked away from him.

Vegeta blinked once, and tried to get past the look of pain on her face when she had told him that he didn't know her. He looked at Chichi and found her glaring at him. He rolled his eyes.

"You just know how to destroy everything that is good in your life, don't you? You're wrong, Vegeta. Wrong for believing in that conniving bitch in there," she pointed to the garage. "I can't believe that you truly did not get to know Bulma all this time. Take this back, or you will lose her forever." Then she turned and walked after her friend.

"I can't lose something that I never had. Specially something I don't deserve," Vegeta whispered to himself. Then growled softly and walked towards his car. He needed something to pound on.

"Bulma, slow down!" Chichi called as she ran after her friend. How could she possibly walk so fast on heels? "Where are you going?"

"I'm walking to the shop," Bulma said as she wiped wildly at her face.

"Are you crazy? You're going to walk all the way over there in your heels? I'd understand if you were wearing different shoes, but not your heels," Chichi said.

"You're right," Bulma said as she stopped and grabbed her cell from her bag. "I'll call him and tell him where to find me." She dialed a number and then explained to Turles where she was. The hung up. "Ok, he'll be here in about ten minutes."

Chichi looked at her heartbroken friend. "Do you want to talk about this situation with Vegeta?"

Bulma shook her head. "I don't want to cry anymore. I understand him from a certain point, Deidra is a devious little-....... anyway, she twisted the story up so that Vegeta would think that I am doing Turles, and men are so much more distrusting than women. But from another point of view, I hate him for believing in her when he was supposed to believe in me."

"Are your plans of getting back with him over?" Chichi asked slowly.

Bulma sighed. "Ask me that same question in a few days, when I'm not so pissed about this whole situation, okay?"

Chichi nodded, "Sure. But don't wait too long. It may be too late if you do."

"I know Chi," Bulma said softly. "I know." They both looked up when there was a roar of an engine, and a black Porsche stopped in front of them. "I'll call you later to tell you how it all went."

Chichi nodded. "Remember not to be alone too long, Yang may want to get you while there is no one around," she whispered.

"If you'd like, we can bunk together tonight. I'll call you so that we can figure something out. See ya," Bulma said as she walked towards the car, and to Turles, who was holding the door open for her.

Turles smiled. "How are you, blue and pink rose?" he asked as he touched her hair lightly.

"I'm fine," Bulma said softly.

He nodded, and tried not to frown. He had once known her as well as he knew himself. And there were changes in her demeanor that gave away what she was feeling. He closed the door and then walked around to get into the drivers seat, then they took off.

"Tell me what's on your mind."

Bulma looked up at Turles from where she had sat picking at her salad, and sighed. "I had another fight with Vegeta. This time was more emotional than other times."

"How so?"

"Vegeta is too stupid to realize that I love him, and I don't even know anymore if I want him to know," she said with a light shrug.

"I know that this may not be the best time to ask. But, do I have any chance of getting to your heart? Bulma....... I love you, more than I have ever loved anyone in my life. I can make up happy, something that Vegeta never did!" he said as he squeezed her hands in his.

Bulma smiled and shook her head apologetically. "I can't. As much as I wish I could. Vegeta can be a jerk when he wants to, but through it all, I know he's not a bad person. And I just can't give you wings. Not when I know that it will break your heart."

Turles sighed, almost angrily, but he didn't reply. They were interrupted by Bulma's cell. She answered and listened for the best part of two minutes. Then her face turned into a thunderous expression, fit to scare the very devil.

"I'll be there as soon as possible," she said before she hung up.

"What happened?" Turles asked in worry.

"Someone set fire to the garage. Chichi thinks that it may have been a warning to me and Vegeta," she hissed. "Can we go?"

Turles nodded and paid the check. Then he literally had to run after Bulma as she went towards his car. "Was there any damage done, besides the building burning?"

Bulma nodded. "Deidra almost got her skanky ass burned, and they were able to take out the Spider, but Chi's car was in there, as long as my Supra, which Maron was working on. They weren't greatly harmed, but the damage was done." Bulma explained what Chichi had said as they sped off towards the garage.

"Are you guys ok?" Bulma asked as she jumped off and ran towards the smoking garage. Fire engines were surrounding the building and still putting water into the building to try and take out the fire. There was yellow tape that the police had put around, and no one else was allowed in besides the firefighters.

"We're fine," Kakarot said. He had an arm wrapped around Chichi's slim shoulders, and she seemed to be standing on the border of a ferocious outburst, but was calm by the nearness of the man besides her.

"Chi?" Bulma asked hesitantly.

"The shit-head was trying for you or Vegeta, Bulma. He needs to learn a lesson or he won't stop until he really does kill one of you," Chichi nearly growled. Though her anger was not directed at Bulma. Just thinking that one of her friends could have been hurt, even that little ho, Deidra, and it made her blood run cold. Made rage burn through her.

Bulma took her hand and dragged her off towards the side, where no one would hear them. "Oh, we'll give him a lesson, Chi. After we clear all this up, we're going to bunk together tonight with 18, and Maron, and we'll think of something," Bulma said with meaning. "By the way, where is everyone?"

"The people that were in the garage when it happened went down to the station to file a report. Among them was Vegeta, Raditz, Deidra, 18, and Maron............ Bulma, if we are going to get this bastard, then it has to be good."

"It will be something that Yang will remember for the rest of his life," Bulma said maliciously.

My goodness! What are the girls planning to do to Yang? I know, but I'm not telling........ Sorry, but you will all have to wait until next chapter to see what is going on. And I must say that the next few chapters are shocking. Everyone have a good week, and I'll try to update soon!

Byebye

!Joey!