Okay just a little warning, this chapter has some uh, adult content. Nothing too bad, just some deep kissing, it doesn't get to lemon, just thought I should warn you. Enjoy!

Chapter 10 Reunion

It was finally time, five years had come and gone and now Bulma would get to see her friends again. She couldn't help but be excited. She brushed her hair for the millionth time; it had grown a little over the past year and now hung an inch or so past her ears, and applied another layer of lipstick. She smoothed down invisible wrinkles on her skin tight black dress, and slipped on her high heels. She took one last look in the mirror then closed the door behind her and went downstairs where Yamcha was waiting for her.

He was wearing a green T-shirt and the jeans he had gotten for two bucks last week at the swap meet, he smiled at Bulma as she came down, eyeing her dress and high heels. "Why are you so dressed up?" he asked.

She gave him an irritated look, "Why aren't you?" He smiled sheepishly and didn't say anything. Arguing with Bulma about anything was a lost cause.

"It'll be nice to see Goku again, I wonder if he's grown any?" Yamcha said, quickly changing the subject. Bulma could see what he was trying to do but let it slide; she was getting tired of yelling at him all the time anyway. He doesn't even fight back, what's the point? She might as well argue with a rock.

The long hover car ride was stagnant with long awkward silences. They had simply run out of things to talk about, and every time one of them tried to start up a conversation it died off just as quickly.

"I wonder if Goku grew any bigger?" Yamcha said for the tenth time to break the silence, Bulma smiled weakly and nodded, letting the comment die off just like all the other pointless things he was always blathering on about.

It seemed to take forever but after two hours of silence they reached the Budokai, where a large crowd was gathered. Bulma smiled as she stepped out of the hover car; there was something about this place that made her feel giddy. She looked around quickly at the throng of faces until her eyes landed on a withered old man in a Hawaiian shirt and red rimmed sunglasses.

"Hey! Master Roshi!" She yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth to make her voice carry better. She quickly walked over to where he stood, Yamcha a few feet behind her, trying to keep up.

Master Roshi whistled as she got closer. "Hey it's Bulma! Your lookin' good!" he said grinning with the few teeth he had left.

"Yeah her boobs got bigger," said Oolong looking her up and down, "A lot bigger." He added, and Bulma's face turned red as she smacked him.

"You stupid pig! You obviously haven't grown any manners since I last saw you!" Suddenly she stopped hitting him and turned to glare at Master Roshi. "And you!" She said poking a finger into his chest.

"I can see you looking at my butt! Now stop it before I kill you!" She screamed and Roshi smiled sheepishly.

"You do have a damn nice butt though…" Bulma sent a punch right to his jaw, sending him sprawling. That was when a tall man with wild black hair and an orange ki came running up.

"You okay Master Roshi?" He said helping the old man up.

"Pshh, I'm fine. Bulma's just as violent as ever, although it seems that she's turned into a prude. Before I was allowed to look at her all I wanted now she's going around punching me in the jaw. Jeez, kids these days." Roshi ducked just before bulma could send another punch his way.

"Ha! You can't get me with the same move tw-" He was cut off as bulma kicked him in the groin, causing him to turn purple and fall to the ground.

"That's what you get you old pervert!" She mocked, and then suddenly noticing the tall man who had suddenly arrived she turned to look at him and smile. He was very handsome after all.

"Hi there," she said in a seductive voice. Goku blinked at her, missing the meaning in her tone completely.

"Hey Bulma, I haven't seen you in a long time! You look so mature!" Bulma frowned at him.

"Wait. Who are you?" Goku smiled and scratched the back of his head.

"I guess I did grow a lot in these past four years, you must not recognize me. It's me, Goku!" he said, tapping his chest for emphasis.

Bulma, along with Yamcha and Oolong all gaped. It didn't seem physically possible that someone could grow so much in such a short period of time.

"Hard to believe huh? He was even shorter than me a few years ago…" A short bald guy said from behind goku.

"Who are you?" Bulma asked. Krillin did what he thought was an elegant bow and took her hand.

"I'm Krillin, my fair lady, and I've been training with Goku these past five years. I'm a great martial artist." Bulma rolled her eyes and shook her hand free.

"Right." She replied, crossing her arms over her chest and giving him a hard stare. He gulped and took a step back.

"She's a tough one ain't she?" He whispered to Goku and Goku shrugged and replied in a normal voice.

"Not really, she's actually not that strong. She's smart though." Krillin rolled his eyes.

"No, not like that you dope I meant…."

He suddenly stopped as he saw something fall out of the sky and come crashing to the ground not too far from where they stood. The earth shook from the impact and everyone jumped a little.

"What the heck was that?" Master Roshi asked no one in particular as he readjusted his glasses, which were in disarray from the shaking.

"Oy, Bulma what do you s'pose…" But Bulma was already gone.

The moment she had seen the thing hit earth she knew, she just knew it was him. She took off her high heels and ran as fast as she could; ignoring the rocks and whatever else she happened to step on.

Yamcha and Goku followed close behind surprised by her rushing, they had never known Bulma to run for anything if she could help it. But Bulma didn't care all she could think as she ran was, what if he's hurt? Why is he here? Has he come back for me? Oh kami don't let him be hurt.

Vegeta wasn't completely sure what happened but he knew that he was about to crash, the ship had given out for some reason or another and he had begun plummeting at the earth faster than the speed of light.

He didn't even have time to think as he hit the grown and felt the metal bend around him and cut into his skin. He felt something burning his skin and realized that the engine had burst into flames, he tried to scream but no sound would come out. Then he heard a large explosion and everything went black.

"Oh Kami, Vegeta!" He heard a voice scream out of the blackness. It was so goddamn loud, he wished it would shut up and just let him sleep. He tried to tell it to be quiet but his throat hurt so much that he didn't feel like speaking, so he just stayed silent.

He felt something soft and warm against his head and vaguely wondered what it was. Then he heard the voice again, "Wake up Vegeta! Oh kami! Please wake up!" So annoying. But it sounded kind of familiar, who was it. He listened a little harder.

"You can't die Vegeta! You can't die! Please! I love you! I've always loved you, even now. Please don't leave me! Oh kami! Don't leave me like this!"

Love? Who's she talking about? And who's dying? Suddenly Vegeta's eyes snapped open and he saw her. She was crying, her eyes closed and her hair falling in front of her face.

"Bulma," he croaked out and her eyes snapped open to look at him.

"Vegeta!" She cried and she gently stroked his forehead and pulled him closer to her breasts, which he realized were the soft things he had felt earlier.

Even in his dazed state he felt a little hot from her touch. "Get off me woman," he said, his voice cracking. She ignored him completely, and he was too weak to fight her off.

"I love you Vegeta, please don't die,' she whispered again and in a soft voice he replied.

"I think I might feel that way too," and he slipped back into the blackness, completely this time.

When he woke up he was in a hospital bed and he couldn't remember anything beyond the crash. "How the hell did I get here?" he wondered aloud, trying to sit up. He flinched as the pain washed over him.

"Ugh," He grunted and laid back down. He might need to rest a bit more.

"Hmmuhmm," he heard a woman murmur and he looked around the room quickly. Then he froze. Bulma?

She was sleeping by his bed, her head resting on her arms and her face towards him. For some reason he thought that she looked more attractive than the last time he saw her, and her breasts looked bigger. He shook his head, what was he looking at? Besides, she couldn't have grown too much, it must be his imagination.

And why was he thinking about that? There were so many other things he should be worrying about. Like why was she here in the first place?

Suddenly her eyes snapped open and she smiled at him. "So you're finally awake huh?" She said standing up and stretching.

Vegeta's eyes followed her as he watched her skin tight dress stretch tighter against her body. Bulma saw him looking and grinned at him.

"Hmmm, you're so energetic after such a bad injury. Although I can't say I mind," She purred sauntering over to his bedside and sitting down.

"What are you blathering on about now woman? And why are you here!" He said, trying to avert his gaze from her chest hovering over his face.

"Oh, you don't have to act so shy. I know how you feel," He glared at her.

"What are you ta-" He was cut off as she muffled his words with her mouth. She kissed him hard and deep, and he felt the sensation rack it's way through his entire body.

Vegeta felt like he had been electrocuted, and his mind went totally blank. All his reasons for why he hated her or shouldn't feel anything for her went out the window and he didn't think. Before he knew it he was kissing her back and wrapping his arms around her, and pulling her closer.

Then he was kissing her neck and running his hands all the way down her body. She sighed and leaned in next to his ear, gently biting on the lobe. Vegeta shivered and purred slightly, pulling her even closer, his animal instincts taking over.

Then Bulma whispered, "I love you Vegeta." And Vegeta stopped. Wait. He pushed her off him violently as he realized what he had been doing.

"What did you just say woman?" He said slowly, trying to steady his heartbeat, he felt slightly light headed.

She looked at him, confused. "I said that I loved you." He felt his heart beat a little faster again and he mentally told it to shut the hell up.

"What are you looking so confused for?" She asked, "You already told me that you loved me back. What's the problem?"

"What!" Vegeta coughed out, "I said no such thing! Have you gone crazy woman? Who could ever love an ugly, stupid, weak human like you?" He thought he saw her cross her eyes but it faded to anger so quickly that he could almost believe he imagined it.

"No," she said quietly staring him down, "You are not running away again. I know you love me now, you said so. I'm not letting you go back on your word!"

"I was only slightly conscious woman! People in situations like that say a lot of weird things! Stop being stupid!"

"Don't call me stupid!" She screamed and he smirked.

"Stupid and ugly, that's what you are," he replied enjoying the way her face turned bright red with anger.

"Y-you!" Then suddenly she stopped and broke out into a sly grin.

"Hmmm," she murmured in a soft husky voice and Vegeta felt a shiver of anticipation go down his spine, his animal instincts knew what that tone meant.

"If I'm so ugly then I suppose that you won't feel anything when I do this…" She said sitting on his bed and pressing her hand against his chest, running her perfectly manicured fingers along the finely toned muscles.

"O-of course not you stupid woman! I find you disgusting, now get off me!" But he didn't move an inch and Bulma smirked.

"Hmmm…. Is that really what you think?" She purred, taking her hands off his chest. Vegeta was momentarily relived, letting out the breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. But then she leaned over and lightly pressed her lips where her hands had been and Vegeta sucked in his breath again.

He wasn't quite sure what to do, saiyans generally frowned upon close contact and affection, and even married couples didn't really touch or kiss. They just did what they had to to conceive a child. This was completely alien to him, so he had no idea how to stop it. For some reason throwing her off seemed impossible, his arms wouldn't listen to him.

As she kissed he way down his chest she came across a deep scar and stopped, "It must have hurt huh?" She said looking up at him with big eyes and Vegeta's throat closed in on him and he could only stare. She smiled at his silence and leaned back down and ran her tongue along the length of the scar.

Vegeta felt his mind go blank again and he tried to fight it off, but she was still moving downwards and he had trouble gaining his bearings.

But then suddenly the door banged open and in walked the whole team stepped in, Goku in the front, with a strange black haired girl bulma didn't recognize, followed by Roshi and Oolong, then Krillin and Finally Yamcha taking up the rear.

"Hey guys! The tounament's over, so we decided to come by and check on you guys. This is Chi-Chi, you remember her right? Well apparently I promised that I would marry her so…." Goku trailed off as he realized what he was looking at.

Bulma, with disheveled hair and smeared lipstick and breathing hard, Vegeta lying on the beds, lipstick smeared on his lips and chest, he was also breathing hard but he looked more panicked. Normally goku would have laughed, he had only been with Vegeta for a couple days but that was long enough to know that he was an arrogant jerk that though he was better than everyone else. And to see his so out of sorts was priceless, but Yamcha was just entering the room and he would not be happy to see this scene.

"Ugh, I think we came at a bad time. Let's go guys," he said quickly, trying to keep Yamcha from seeing but he already saw over Goku's shoulder.

"It's okay Goku, don't worry about it," he said smiling gently and Goku reluctantly let him pass.

Yamcha looked at the scene in utter disbelief, he didn't blame Bulma for cheating on him, he had felt the relationship slowly fizzle out and he had cheated on her once or twice, but it was who she was cheating on him with that surprised him. I mean Vegeta? Why him? Yamcha studied Bulma's face for a moment, considering whether he should beg her back to come back or not, she was the best girlfriend he had ever had, all the others were complete bimbos. But he didn't love her, and judging by the way her eyes were shinning she really liked him.

So Yamcha just shrugged, "Looks like I lose. I'll see you later Bulma," He said smiling at her, it wasn't fake, she could tell.

"I'm so sorry Yamcha, but you felt it too right?" He nodded and winked at her.

"Looks like you found you prince, have fun!" He said and he left, laughing a little. Maybe I'll go out with Cherise tonight, he thought as he swung his arms and whistled out of the hospital.

Everyone else watched him leave in shock, "W-well he took it very well," Goku said nervously.

"A little too well," Roshi said, readjusting his glasses,then he shrugged. "Oh well, let's go get something to eat. Krillin pays!"

Goku grinned, "Great idea Master Roshi! I'm starving!"

Krillen screamed in despair, "No! I'm not paying with that monster around! I'll go bankrupt!" Everyone laughed as they left the building.

And just as their voices faded away you could hear Krillin scream, "Why are you guys laughing! This is a legitimate issue! How am I going to pay for this?"

Once they were gone Bulma turned back to Vegeta and smiled, "So, where were we?"

"Does nothing stop you woman!?" He said his face turning red; he had calmed down a little in the interlude and was able to control himself again.

"Oh come on! You know you like it," she said running her thumb over his bottom lip. He slapped her hand away, and sat up.

"Don't touch me woman! You disgust me!" he said with venom in his voice, he got off the bed and slipped his armor on.

"Why are you being so difficult? I know you love me too okay? You can stop being so goddamn prideful already! It's me! Just me, let me see you, the real you! I know it's there," She said grabbing his arm. She shook her off and turned to look at her.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said coldly and Bulma's face turned red with anger.

"Arghhhhhh!" she screamed as she picked up a flower pot and threw it at his head, he easily dodged it and walked out the door. "I hate you!" she screamed.

"Good, I hate you too," Vegeta said as he stepped out the door and closed it with a slam behind him.

As she heard the door slam she sank to her knees and leaned her head against the wall, she didn't cry, because she was sick of crying.

"Vegeta you jerk!" She said, but she grinned wryly as she said it, "But maybe that's why I like you so much. Yamcha's not a big enough jerk for me to love him I guess. God I'm strange." She laughed again and shook her head.

"Okay! Fine. I know that deep down you love me, now I just have to make you realize it.' She said standing up with a new resolve.

She held her fingers in the shape of a gun and pointed towards the door, "Pow! He won't know what hit him." She said and lifted the makeshift gun to her lips and blew.

"I'll get you yet, I'm not going to sit around waiting anymore." And then she left, quietly closing the door behind her.