B&V
"Friend"
Bulma was in the kitchen she seemed to be explaining something, or trying to for Vegeta. "Ok, Vegeta I won't be here for about three hours or so. So I'd prefer if you didn't blow the Gravity machine's circuit. Or blow up my house for that matter. Daddy is in a conference and Mom is buying the groceries." She said as she picked the house keys and placed them carefully in her pocket.
"Spare me the rules, onna. I am not a child." Vegeta snorted as he stood in his usual stand. His arms folded together crossed across his chest with his usual stubborn self.
--You sure act like it sometimes. -- She thoughts to herself. "Well I'm off now, Vegeta. If the phone rings let the machine get it. It's probably for me or my Dad anyway." She spoke turning her back on the saiyan and leaving for the door. She got a feeling in her gut, but she just shrugged it off. --Probably something I ate. --
Outside was a blue hover car with the usual C.C. mark on its side.
"OHAYO!!" yelled Mikoto from inside the hover car. Bulma waved at her, smiled and head her way forward to the car affront.
"Konnichi wa Mii-Chan!" Bulma said greeting her longtime friend.
"Konnichi wa Buu-Chan." She responded smiling back at her. "Shinjin say hi to your Aunt Bulma." Mikoto said looking at the backseat where a 7-year-old was seated with a very unhappy looking smile upon his childish freckled face.
"Ossu Shinjin! You've gotten big since I last saw you." Bulma said turning her face towards the child. The kid just gave her a weak smile and looked out the window.
"Don't mind him. He just came from school."
"School?" Bulma asked confused. "It's Saturday."
"Well he had to do a make-up project for his Science class. I'll just drop him off at one of his friends house and we can proceed to go whenever you like. ^_^" Mikoto said smiling. "So..." she began again; "No new boyfriend or still dating Yamcha?"
Bulma took a deep sigh and shook her head disapprovingly. "He's not my boyfriend anymore. And this time it's for real."
"He cheated on you again?" Mikoto asked and Bulma nodded. Mikoto knew Bulma long enough to disapprove her so called "romantic" relationship with Yamcha. "I don't understand why he would do such thing. You're a very pretty woman. He can't just go around hitting on every girl he sees."
Bulma sighed unhappily and growling at herself for being such a blundering fool. He'd done it so many times yet, she found herself at her door with Yamcha at her feet begging to be forgiven. And she did. Unbelievable. Such a fool she was. So sure of it.
"What a drunk bastard. Who did he go out this time? It's always somebody we know... If you don't mind me asking that is."
"Nah, it's ok. You sure you want to know?"
"Hai. That's why I asked you. Hanashite!" (Tell me!)
"......... Tara......."
"Yariman... " (Slut) Mikoto growled under her breath. She stayed silent for a moment then pulled over in a residence. "Ok Shinjin I'll pick you up at 8:oo. Got it? No excuses."
"Mo, Okasaan." (Ok, Mom) the child said getting off and running up the stairs.
Bulma looked out the window and stared for a moment. Then she realized how much she wanted a child of her own. How much she desired to lead a normal life, with a husband and children of her own. Having had such a wonderful wedding... But, instead she had met this kid called 'Son Gokou' which had changed her completely and now a psycho saiyan prince was living at her house constantly blowing up anything that got in his way or seem of bother to him. --Royal pain in the ass if you ask me--
"Don't worry. He'll probably dump that baita (bitch) soon enough and come back on his knees like the inu (dog) he is. Yamcha no asutaurea." (Yamcha is a bastard)
"I know. Such irony. History keeps repeating itself over and over again, ne?"
"Come on lets just enjoy the day. ^_^"
"Mata ne, Bulma!" Mikoto said, waving at Bulma good-bye. "Take care!" she said beginning to drive off in the street.
"Anata mo!" (You too!) She smiles to herself and opened the door, dropping the bags on the floor on a side -so it wouldn't be a bother to anyone- closing the door with her right foot and dropping the keys in a small table which stood next to the entrance. She stretched out her body and yawned and then walked into the kitchen to get something to drink. When she saw the weirdest thing!