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CH10

It was seven o'clock and Bulma had just finished eating dinner with her family. Usually she would be gossiping with Chichi over the phone, but tonight her best friend was at the carnival with her soon to be official boyfriend. The blood in her veins boiled when she thought of Vegeta being there with them, but it soon simmered when her mind landed on the girl he was with. Bulma had sat in her car for almost an hour after school that day crying over someone she hardly knew. It made no sense to her that she cared about the arrogant fool so much, but the tears wouldn't stop flowing.

Finally she ran out of salty tears and bull dozed her way into her large home. It had been a quiet night doing her homework and reading a book until her cell phone rang in the middle of the best chapter of 'Guilty Pleasures'.

"Hello?" Bulma asked.

"Hey, girl. It's Launch! I was calling to see if you wanted to go to the carnival with Tien and myself. We have a few extra tickets and I remember Chichi saying her stupid date handed the ticket she had for you to Vegeta so he could go with his new whore," her friend chirped into the phone.

Bulma groaned. She really didn't want to think about them at the moment. "Why would I want to ruin my perfect, relaxing evening to stroll around a boring strip of games and a couple slow rides?"

"Because you want to spy on Vegeta," Launch answered boldly.

The blue-haired girl stared out of her window on the third floor of CC. "You know me all too well, Launch."

"Be there in thirty minutes!" The line went dead.

Bulma scrunched her hair and put on light make-up. She chose to wear tight jeans and a royal blue halter top that showed off her pale skin. She couldn't wear heels to the carnival so she chose a pair of gray and blue Nike shocks.

The door bell rang after exactly thirty minutes. Launch was never late. Bulma answered the door and noticed Tien waiting with a single rose.

"Thought it would cheer you up." Tien smiled.

"Thank you, but don't get too attached or Launch will murder me," Bulma teased.

"No, it's not like that. I thought you would be down in the dumps about Geta so I decided to buy you a rose. This has worked on all six girls I've tried it on to cheer them up."

"Make that seven," Bulma assured.

"Shall we go? Launch is waiting in the car."

Bulma grabbed his waiting arm and jumped in the car behind her friend.

"He's so sweet, huh?" Launch asked.

"The sweetest." Bulma couldn't help but wish Vegeta was the same way.

It only took ten minutes to arrive at the carnival. The line wasn't long so they were through the entrance in less than five minutes. The small space wasn't crowded, but it had more than enough people walking around to get lost.

Tien told Bulma that he and Launch were headed to the Ferris Wheel and asked if she wanted to join them. She didn't want to be in the way so she declined. While they were off making out twelve stories high she was checking out the games.

Her eyes searched the crowds for black flaming hair, but had no luck. She chose to play a game where she used a water gun to make a sail boat reach a prize. After her second try she won a small bear.

"Your aim is excellent," a male voice said to her right.

When she turned to the voice her eyes widened. "Yamcha?"

"In the flesh," he replied.

"What are you doing here?" Bulma placed a hand on her hip in anger, but then thought about why she didn't like the cute guy. Vegeta. Her mind was telling her to forget about Vegeta and hang out with the stud in front of her, but her heart was screaming no. Eventually her mind won.

"So are you alone, or do you have Maria in tow?" Bulma asked with a frown.

"Actually I'm with a few friends, but if a pretty lady was to ask if I wanted to stay with her, I would. Well, as long as her crazy boyfriend isn't around."

"Boyfriend?" Bulma cocked an eyebrow.

"Our friendly neighborhood Vegeta," he joked.

Just the thought of someone thinking they were dating made a sharp pain dash through her chest. "Vegeta and I aren't together."

"So you're single, or he just isn't here with you?' Yamcha didn't want to take any chances.

Bulma sighed. "I'm not in a relationship."

"Well, then I guess I'm your date tonight beautiful because someone as gorgeous as you shouldn't be left alone." He offered his hand and she hesitantly took it.

They walked from game to game and each stand they came to Yamcha won a prize. She was running out of ways to carry them. Finally the two decided to give the stuffed animals away to small children. Yamcha wasn't as bad as Vegeta made him out to be.

"Bulma, I can't help but think I'm in love with you," Yamcha said as she threw a baseball at a pyramid of cans.

"That's sweet of you," she giggled.

He hadn't stopped telling her how pretty she was or how he could see him with her in the future all night. It was corny, but hearing those words were comforting even though they weren't coming from the person she wanted them to.

Vegeta was getting ready to punch Lila in the face for the fifth time that night until Goku stopped him with a pat on the shoulder. "Hey, do you want to go play some games?" His friend asked with a smirk.

"Yes," he answered almost too fast.

"Great. We'll leave the girls to get to know one another."

"Sounds fine to me," Vegeta grunted while Chichi begged with her eyes for them to keep the big mouthed bitch away from her.

Vegeta led Goku to a basketball game that was open. "When are we leaving?" He asked his friend with pleading eyes.

"It can't be that bad, Vegeta. At least she is nice to look at. Right?"

"Wrong! I can't stop watching her ridiculous mouth move because that's all she knows how to do! Get me out of here soon, Kakarot."

Goku smiled and raced Vegeta I shooting baskets. The shorter guy was winning until he caught a glimpse of two familiar people in the reflective plastic of the back board. It was Bulma and…his worst nightmare.

"Was that who I thought it was?" Goku asked.

"Yes." Vegeta walked after them into the parking lot. He stopped a few cars away to listen to their conversation.

"I had a great time tonight, Bulma. What do you say about us hanging out again sometime?" Yamcha inquired as he laid a kiss on the back of Bulma's hand.

Vegeta wanted to snap his neck. "I had fun too. Call me so we can make plans." She smiled.

What? She gave him her number? The vein in Vegeta's forehead was bulging out of its normal position. When did this happen? Bulma couldn't have been seeing Yamcha for a long time or he would have known.

"Sure, beautiful. My friends are waving to me so I'll talk to you later." He kissed Bulma on the cheek.

That was it. Vegeta snapped, but before he could see colors again Yamcha was gone and Bulma was walking back into the carnival.

Vegeta caught up to her quickly and threw her behind one of the tall signs in the parking lot. "What the hell are you doing with him?" He yelled.

Bulma took a second to figure out it was Vegeta and not some maniac trying to rape her. She lowered her balled fists and looked him directly in his eyes.

"I can do as I please," she retorted.

"I told you to stay away from him," Vegeta growled with his teeth clenched.

"Who are you to tell me who I can and cannot be around? Last I heard you were going on a date tonight with the school whore so what are you doing pestering me?" Bulma was furious. She couldn't believe he was so angry even though he had no connection with her.

"How did he get your phone number?" Vegeta continued.

"Why do you care?" Bulma could only answer with questions because she was so confused.

Suddenly a fist flew past her head and into the wooden sign. "Dammit! Answer the fucking question!"

"Vegeta, you're scaring me," Bulma whispered as she shivered.

His eyes instantly went to his hand beside her pale face which was pressed into a dent in the sign. He slowly backed away from her while never taking his eyes from her frightened face. The anger inside of him came barreling out without a chance for him to control it. The thought of losing her to Yamcha hit too close to home. Wait? Losing her? She wasn't even his because of his stupidity.

"Let me try again," he started.

"I don't want to talk to you much less be near you," Bulma choked out.

"Then listen and stay still because I'm not moving until I know what's going on," Vegeta said calmly.

When he didn't get an answer and Bulma didn't move, he continued. "Did you come here with him?"

Bulma shook her head. "He saw you here with friends?" She nodded.

"Why would you hang out with him after you know how he is?" No answer. "Woman, talk to me." Still silence. "Please?"

Bulma looked into his eyes and licked her lips. "I was by myself and he saw me so he asked if I wanted to stay with him. It's boring when you're alone."

Vegeta took a deep breath to stay calm. "You could have found me. You knew I was here."

Bulma creased her eyebrows. "Like I want to be the fifth wheel," she half heartedly joked. Her sad expression made Vegeta's chest tight. He needed to tell her about Lila and Goku's plan.

"Bulma, listen closely because I will only say this once," he paused, "I only have feelings for one person right now." Vegeta leaned in closer to Bulma. Her eyes became large when she looked at him.

"And that's…" Vegeta couldn't finish before he heard a shrill voice come from behind him.

"And that's me," Lila said in her high pitched voice.

Vegeta turned to see his smiling date who was followed by Goku and Chichi. The scowl on his face couldn't get worse when he heard her voice. When he turned back to where Bulma was to tell her the truth, she was gone.

That sucks! So what will happen in the next chapter? Will Vegeta tell her how he feels? Or will he screw up again?