CHAPTER 16- Bulma's Realization
Disclaimer: I don't own dragon Ball z and I would not take kindly to being sued…
Bulma wasn't sure what to do with herself, she could ring Yamcha but her week wasn't up yet and she was still confused and disorientated. Her muscles ached with the tension they had been under for the last week
'I guess Vegeta just can't relax whatever body he's in!' thought Bulma.
She decided to wander down to the lab to think, being in the lab always soothed her, she didn't know why. However when she got there she saw that the training bots she'd fixed where still on the work table, Vegeta had forgotten to take them for training. She felt a strong urge to go and interrupt his training and take them to him, so she capsulised them and walked across the compound to the gravity chamber. Once she reached the chamber it was easy to see that Vegeta had already begun his training, either that or Vegeta was having a one man disco, light show and all. Suddenly the chamber shook and Bulma fell to the ground.
"oww!! Stupid monkey are you trying to destroy the thing again!!!" Bulma roared
Vegeta heard this and opened the capsule door, Bulma looked up to see very angry saiya jin staring down at her.
"Woman! Were you spying on me??? What is the meaning of this interruption?"
"Well excuse me your highness" Bulma snarled, "I'm so sorry that I came here to do you a favor! Well you can just forget about your stupid training bots!"
"Training bots? Give them here woman! Although I doubt the
puny things will be any more suitable than the last batch of pathetic tin cans!"
"As if I'm going to give them to you now! If my work isn't good enough for you
then why don't you just leave me alone and find some other sucker!"
"Because the pathetic technology that you give me is the best this backward planet has to offer!!! And that is NOT a complement!"
Bulma screamed at the top of her lungs in frustration enjoying the sight of Vegeta covering his ears in pain. Then she simply threw the capsules at him and stormed off back into her house.
Mrs. Briefs heard her daughter slam the back door muttering about 'the spiky haired twerp'
"Oh! Did you have another argument with Vegeta dear?" Mrs. briefs called out to her daughter
"Of course I did mom! You didn't seriously think that he might have actually acted his age for a change?" Bulma was fuming
"He he he!" Mrs. briefs giggled
"What are you laughing at mom?? What's so funny about me working my fingers to the bone for that arrogant alien!"
"Well dear I was just thinking you should try food"
Bulma was confused; her mother could be so… lateral sometimes
"What??? What do you mean try food? Eating isn't going to
make him go away!"
"No dear, but it is the best way to a man's heart, especially that man I'll
bet!!"
Bulma was momentarily speechless
"WHAT?!?!"
"You know dear! He does love his food"
"No mom I want to know exactly why you think I would want to be in that, that… Vegeta's heart?"
"Oh now come on Bulma! I've seen you two getting closer, spending more time together, and sharing a bed and all. He he he!!" her mother began to giggle insanely
"Mom! We were living in each other's bodies! It's not like we had a choice in the matter!!!"
"Yes, I suppose it must have been difficult living in his body and all…"
'Finally she understands' Bulma thought, relieved
"… I mean the best view really is from behind and I don't suppose you could really get a good look when you're actually inside his body…"
"MOM!!!! I do not want to look at Vegeta from ANY angle! I can't stand the guy! Why are you trying to set me up with a mass murderer any way? Is this some kind of horrible night mare???" Bulma ran to her room, her mother calling cheerily behind her as she ran-
"Don't forget what I said about his stomach!"
Bulma slammed her door and leaped onto her bed. She decided that now would be a good time to write in her diary.
'Dear diary,
Today Vegeta and I finally got back to normal… whatever that is. However it appears that my mother has gone insane! You won't believe this; she's trying to set me up with… VEGETA! Of all people why does she want to set me up with Mr. 'blast you to oblivion for sneezing at the wrong moment' Vegeta! Ok, so I know he'd never dare to kill me, he's got nowhere on earth to go. Sure, he could terrorize some other poor family easily, but if you're going to terrorize any family on the planet, who wouldn't pick the richest one? Besides, no one else could afford to feed him, or fix his gravity machine over and over and over. Wait a minute, I got off track.. What I wanted to say is… I really don't like Vegeta for the following excellent reasons-
1. He's an alien… but then again so is Goku… darn, ignore that one then!
2. He's arrogant, selfish and kinda evil… but that's not really his fault, and I sometimes wonder if he can change… there I go again!
3. He wears too few clothes… wait a minute, that's the only thing that makes him living here bearable! Sure he's a pig but he's a cute pig. scratch that one as well then!
4. He's too short… ok that was kinda mean and it doesn't really bother me any way.
Darn! For once in her life I think my mother might have caught on to something before I did! How did I NOT notice that I had a crush on Vegeta?? Where has my brain been for the last year? This is bad, this is really really bad. I've got a crush on a guy that doesn't know that I exist outside my lab and my boyfriend, who I don't want any more wants to marry me!! Oh yeah I forgot to mention, Yamcha proposed last week, in fact I'd better go and call him now, I can't string him along any more, he needs to know it's over. C-ya diary!'
Bulma sighed and put her diary away in her safe hiding place, her underwear draw. She rolled over on the bed and suddenly felt very tired.
'Must be a side effect of the reversal, I'd better get some sleep before I ring Yamcha' she thought as she drifted off, the distant sounds of Vegeta's intense training reaching her ears.
She awoke 6 hours later, looking at the clock and seeing that it read 9:33 pm Bulma jumped out of her skin.
'I have to call Yamcha!' she got up and ran downstairs, deciding to use the phone in the kitchen. She sat down at the kitchen table, chocolate at the ready to cheer her up after what was bound to be a long, depressing conversation. She dialed the number but as the phone on the other end began to ring, Vegeta burst into the room
"Woman I said I wanted to eat at 9:30, where is my meal???"
Bulma was about to answer him when yamcha's voice reached her other ear
"Hello? Bulma is that you??"
Oooh cliffhanger!! Sorry this one took so long to come out, I've been celebrating the end of my exams… in fact I just wrote this with a nasty hangover so you should all be proud of me if it was even slightly amusing!