OKAY HERE'S THIRTEEN. I DON'T REALLY LIKE THIS CHAPTER MUCH, BUT IT HELPS BRING THINGS TOGETHER. REVIEW IT PLEASE!
Vegeta woke up and got out of bed. He had just had a very strange dream.
**In his dream, he had finally forced himself to apologize to Bulma and she had laughed in his face, hurting his pride. 'Stupid fool, I have another.' she whispered playfully, before laughing at him again. **
* I will never let that happen to me. * He vowed. *Forget the woman. There are others. *
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A few days later.
Bulma sighed and closed her eyes wearily as she sat in her cozy armchair. The confrontation with Vegeta had taken a lot out of her.
She flinched as the phone rang loudly, interrupting her relaxing. She scrambled out of her seat and fumbled with the receiver, finally picking it up on the fifth ring.
"Hello?" she said tiredly.
There was silence on the other end, then an enraged voice began scolding her and telling her she should know better than to leave her friend with out any knowledge of what's going on, and asking her if she had gone crazy, and etcetera.
"Claire! How have you been?" Bulma asked, laughing nervously and remembering that night not too long ago where she had pretended her name was Clairesse.
"Don't you try to pull that on me Bulma Briefs! You have a LOT of explaining to do."
Bulma mentally smacked her forehead, *How could I have forgotten Clairesse? *
"Bulma? I'm waiting. First tell me why you resigned as president."
Bulma bit her lip as memories came back to her, bringing a fresh wave of remorse, "I had a sudden...revelation. I hated being the president anyway and after my accident...I was just more unhappy with my job than ever." He (as she referred to Vegeta now) was the only reason why I was ever happy in the WH. *
"I see," Clairesse said gently, "And what about you and Vegeta?"
"I know no one by that name. Bulma said stiffly. She waited tensely for Clairesse to comment, but there was only silence.
"Oh all right! I told him I never want to see him again."
"That was stupid of you." Clairesse said bluntly, "On a more cheerful note, I know four things that should cheer you up, Bulma."
"I can't wait to find out what they are." Bulma yawned.
"The first thing is, husbands is letting me come live in a rented house (when she says house she means mansion) near CC for a while to be near you."
"Oh that's great Claire." Bulma said unenthusiastically.
"The second thing is even better. I'm going to have a masquerade ball."
Bulma rolled her eyes, "Another party?"
"Yes. This one's going to involve masks though," she said stressing the word 'masks'.
"I guess I can come." Bulma said reluctantly.
"Great, here's something better than a party. I'm going to have a baby!"
Bulma gasped, "But I though you couldn't! How--"
Claire laughed good-naturedly at Bulma's amazement, "My mother always told me never to look a gift horse in the mouth."
"Congratulations! What's the last thing?"
"Well you would say it's better than having a baby. I'll show it to you at the party. You'll get an invitation in the mail with directions and everything. Laters!" she said cheerily hanging up.
Bulma hung up also. She got back into her chair and tried to imagine what could be better than having a baby. *Nothing I can think of...* she thought confused.
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Dinner time at the Son house (at Goku's house)
"No! For the last time I will NOT go, d*mn you Kakkarot. Now stop pestering me!" Vegeta yelled.
"Aw, come on Vegeta. It'll be fun."
"I don't want to have any 'fun'."
"What are you afraid of Vegeta?" Goku mocked.
Vegeta clenched his fists, "D*mn you Goku, " he hissed, "I fear nothing, I just refuse to go."
"You finally said my name! Good for you Vegeta." Goku said sarcastically.
Chichi slammed her palm on the table causing the dishes to rattle, "You're going Vegeta, and that's final!"
"Really? And what will you do if I don't go?" he jeered.
"It's what I WON'T do that you should be worried about! I won't wash or cook and you can sleep outside." she threatened.
"FINE! I'll go to the d*mn party!" Vegeta yelled angrily, slamming the front door as he left to fume elsewhere, muttering curses as he stomped away from the house.
Chichi let out her breath, "I thought he'd never agree. Your plan's working Goku."
Goku smiled at his wife from across the table; "It's all up to the two of them now."
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A SHORT CHAPTER I KNOW, BUT TWELVE WAS REALLY LONG TO MAKE UP FOR IT. FOURTEEN WILL BE LONG ALSO. SO DID YOU LIKE IT? I CAN'T WAIT TO UPLOAD FOURTEEN! PLEASE GIVE ME LOTS OF REVIEWS! /\_/\ /\_o. The more reviews, the sooner it comes! ANYBODYHAVE ANY QUESTIONS? LET ME KNOW! I'LL ANSWER THEM.
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FIFTEEN
"No one's stopping you from leaving."
Bulma scowled at the mockery in Vegeta's voice, "I think I'll stay right here." she said bravely.
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Red was overwhelmingly curious to know what it'd be like to kiss this man. She soon found out; *I could learn to love this man. * (Red thinking about Vegeta.)