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Bulma woke up to her mother dancing around her room. She was placing flowers all about while singing a sweet silly song to herself.
"Mom what are you doing?" Bulma grumbled the sun hadn't even finished rising and she could hear the sound of the GR through her open window.
"Oh dear you shouldn't sleep with your window open, it's not good for the birthday girls health." Bunny said as she hopped over to the window. "Beside that sound must keep you awake."
Bulma was still waking up when her mother sat a tray of food in front of her. "Breakfast in bed for the birthday girl." Bunny giggled "now get dressed and let's go out shopping." She smiled as she made her way out of the room.
Bulma rolled back over in her bed not wanting to get up. Her plan was to stay in bed all day and do nothing. Just as she closed her eyes she heard a god awful sound. The sound of the GR blowing up. "AHHH not again! I'm not going to fix its nope nope not today!" she screamed at the wall. Bulma knew right then that her day was not going to go the way she had intended. If she didn't go shopping she'd be forced to fix that stupid machine again. She quickly got up and dressed as she nibbled on her breakfast.
Bulma wore a pink sundress that showed off her cleavage and hugged her curves. As she made her way down the stairs she found herself face to face with Vegeta, well more so she was facing his hair and he was facing her ample cleavage.
"WOMAN! I was about to rouse you! This vial habit of sleeping in is disturbing my training." He said as he turned quickly away from her to a void showing his blush.
"Excuse me oh mighty Prince, but I have a name. It's Bulma!" She pushed her way down the stairs passed the warrior. "And my sleeping in doesn't affect you in the slightest unless you break something. Which I'm guessing you did again by the noise I heard!" Bulma yelled over her shoulder.
"Do not walk away from me Woman! You must fix my ship, now!" He growled as he perused her down the stairs.
Stopping at the bottom step she turned to look up at Vegeta. "I will not be working on your stupid ship today! It's my birthday and I plan to do nothing but go shopping! So you will have to make do like you did before, go play outside!" She screamed throwing her hands on her hips.
Vegeta's gaze did not land on her blue eyes as they often did, this time they landed just below. Shaking his head clear of his memory he barked back. "I think not! If you won't do it I'll just have your weakling father do it."
"Oh you just leave him alone! He's done enough for you! I'll fix your damn machine tomorrow. Alright?" Just give me that would you!" Her voice got soft and she looked to the ground. "Please Vegeta? Just wait one day. I'll fix it tomorrow, first thing." She looked up into his dark orbs with her genuine words. Vegeta just looked at her; she was full of some kind of emotion though he couldn't place it.
"FINE! First thing in the morning, I expect to see you out there at sun rise!" he barked as he turned and went back up the stairs. Bulma just stood staring at an empty stairway. She wasn't sure what just happened but she would take it.
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Bulma returned home late in the evening, the sun was still up but the sky was filled with beautiful yellows and pinks. The compound was quiet, almost too quiet, though she blamed it on the GR not running. Then Yamcha appeared out of nowhere.
"Hey Babe! Let me help you with those bags." Yamcha smiled as he kissed Bulma on the cheek grabbing her bushel of shopping bags from her.
"Yamcha, what are you doing here? Don't you have training?" Bulma was surprised but please to see her friend. Even though she wasn't sure what they were anymore.
"I'd never forget my girl's birthday!" Yamcha said with a smile entering the house. Bunny who had been following Bulma giggled.
"I'll let you two chat a bit, then I'll do a little dinner in the back yard. How does that sound?" Bunny giggled again hopping away.
"How long have you been here Yamcha? Did you run into Vegeta?" Bulma asked a bit worried.
"Oh I just got here, your dad said you were out and Vegeta? Nahh I haven't seen him." Yamcha smiled as he sat in the living room with Bulma. The two chit-chatted about how Yamcha's training was going and what else he'd been up too. Bulma felt it best not to mention her near constant work for and contact with Vegeta. Yamcha still had a bad taste in his mouth from the first time the two met.
Moments later Bunny came hopping back in. "You two ready for dinner?" She smiled waving the two of them to the back yard. Bunny walked out first then Bulma, Yamcha stood in the back watching the sight. As Bulma's foot hit the ground fireworks went off into the air as she heard shouts all around.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
Bulma almost fell backwards from the sock. Her blue eyes gazed out upon all her friends. Goku, Chichi, and Gohan stood with smiles, Krillin, Roshi, and even Turtle were on the other side waving. Tien and Chiaotzu stood with Piccolo in the corner. Everyone was there, everyone but Vegeta and she didn't mind, he would have only caused trouble. The rest of the guests were work friends and colleagues. Yamcha escorted Bulma to the crowed as she greeted and thanked everyone. She threw her arms around Goku and Chichi.
"I never expected you guys to show up, with all your training you are doing." She looked down at Gohan. "My my you've gotten big Gohan. I barely recognize you." She giggled as she slapped him on the back.
"We'd never miss your birthday Bulma." Goku said with a smiled.
"When your mother called the other day, I made sure that Goku and Gohan got the message." Chichi butted in.
"Thank you Chichi." Bulma said with a laugh. "What would I do without you?" The two women had not always gotten along but as the years went on and Chichi became more comfortable with Goku's relationship with Bulma, she opened up a bit more. The woman weren't best friends but they knew they could count on each other to do what was best for those they loved.
"I see Vegeta even made it to your birthday bash." Goku said as he pointed over his shoulder at the brooding man leaning on a tree, just far enough away to still be 'apart' of the event. She never expected him to come, she was sure he'd be hiding off somewhere crying that his machine was still broke. But he had been uncharacteristically nice that morning.
"Go welcome your guest, Honey." Bunny had popped in.
"Mom I can't believe you invited Vegeta!" She yelled in a whisper. "You know that was a bad idea. He's so rude; he'll end up killing someone I'm sure. He'll ruin it all!"
"Oh dear he's so sweet. Bulma dear shouldn't you be a bit nicer to your guest?" Bunny asked in her cheery voice. "You know he doesn't have anything. No family, no money, no home, you're his only friend." She smiled her typical smile and swayed away, back to the guest on the other side of the yard. But her words rang in Bulma's ears. She was right, he had nothing. He had less than nothing. Even the clothes on his back were all thanks to the Brief family, though Bulma would argue whether or not they were friends. Nodding in reply to her mother, Bulma strolled away, Goku waving her on, seeming too eager to watch the two interact.
Yamcha kept an eye on Bulma, he was not comfortable with her being so close to Vegeta, he could lash out at any moment and hurt her. Though Goku was there he'd never let that happen. It didn't change the fact that he still hated Vegeta.
Vegeta's gaze was to the ground as he saw Bulma approach. "Thanks for coming Vegeta. It seems there are drinks and some food over there." She pointed at her father who seemed to be acting as chef and bar tender. "Umm…Help yourself I guess." Bulma didn't wait for an answer as she turned, only to stop in her tracks. "You should come and sit down at least, enjoy the night. And don't worry; I'll fix the GR tomorrow first thing." She turned with a faint smile as she spoke. Nodding she left heading back to the party.
Vegeta did as she told him, he sat, and he sat at the farthest table away, he kept from everyone except for the occasional trip to the food line. It wasn't long into the night when Goku found himself sitting by Vegeta.
"Hey Vegeta! You enjoying yourself? I can feel you've gotten a lot stronger." Goku said with a smile, digging into his own mountain of food. "I sure hope they have enough for both of us." He laughed.
Vegeta just glared at his table mate. "I'm only here for the food and to see you Kakarot." He made it a point to say his Saiyan name.
The two Saiyans said a few more words and then finished their plates. The night was winding down and Bulma had finished opening all her gifts. The one she was getting the most fun out of was a new camera. Her last one broke on their way to Namek and she hadn't found a reason to get a new one but now she was having the time of her life.
Bulma staggered over to Vegeta who had remained in his chair despite others attempts to get him to join in. "Hey Vegeta! Let's get a picture!" She screeched, the booze rolling of her tongue.
"Get away from me Woman, you reek of that poison." Vegeta barked but he was too late. Bulma was already beside him, her left arm around his chair the other holding the camera in front of the two of them, her face touching his. He could feel the warmth and the softness of her skin on his. No one had ever touched him like this, this was soft and kind, there was no threat no hatred just pureness. As he processed the situation he was blinded by the flash of her camera. "Agh!" he barked.
"Thanks Veget-y" Bulma turned and kissed his cheek before running off to say goodbye to the others. Vegeta gently rested his hand upon his right cheek; it was still warm and wet from her kiss. He rubbed his palm over his cheek to rub the feeling off, but it lingered.
Yamcha grabbed Bulma by the writs before she made it too far. "What was that?" He hissed.
"What was what?" Bulma questioned with a dumb look on her face.
"You kissed that monster!" He barked quietly not to alarm the company.
Bulma pulled free of his grasp. "What's it to you. Mr. I haven't seen you in 3 weeks. Besides it was a kiss on the cheek. It was nothing! Calm the fuck down." Bulma barked back not knowing eyes were watching her from the table she had just left.
As Bulma wished everyone well she turned to go inside just as Yamcha began to speak. Bulma cut him off before any words could be said. "Goodnight Yamcha. Thank you for my birthday." She left, entering the house and closing the door forcefully behind her. She wasn't about to let Yamcha ruin her buzz. Yamcha stood in the yard alone, taken back by her coldness. He was only going to apologize.
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