Title: Behind Closed Doors
Chapter 1: Like every day
Disclaimer: Like always, I don't
own Dragon Ball Z and I never will. If
I did own Dragon Ball Z, I wouldn't be writing this fanfic.
A/N: I'm not good with
spelling/grammar/past tense stuff. Another
Bulma and Vegeta get together story.
Hope you like it. Please
R&R!!
Bulma parked in the driveway at
Capsule Corp. She got out of the
vehicle and slammed the door shut. With
an angry look on her face, she stomped her way to the front door of Capsule
Corp, and also slammed the door shut. Mrs.
Briefs came out of the kitchen and wiped her hands on her pink apiarian. Bulma stormed into the living room. She saw her mother but she didn't feel like
saying hello to her.
Bulma walked towards the coffee
table and grabbed the vase. It held
roses that Yamcha gave her a couple of days ago. Her right arm was shaking which had held the vase. Her mother watched her in silence, worrying
about her daughter.
"You're such a damn jerk Yamcha!" Bulma shouted. "Go to hell Yamcha!" She
threw the vase at the wall. It broke
into pieces, letting the water splatter on the wall and floor. She sat on the couch with her hands covering
her face. She began to cry.
"Bulma dear!" Mrs. Briefs ran to her daughter and sat next
to her. She placed her arm on Bulma's
shoulder. "Bulma, are you al
right? What happened dear?"
Bulma put her hands on her
lap. Her eyes were closed. She opened them slowly and turned her head
to look at her mother. Slowly tears
rolled down her cheeks. She took a deep
breath before she answered to her.
"No mother, I'm not okay. It's, it's Yamcha. He cheated on me again mother!"
"Oh, dear. How did you found out Bulma?"
"I stopped to his place on the
way home from lunch. He was there with
another girl. I shouted at him. We argued.
He tried to apologize to me but I left.
I'm so mad at him mother!"
Mrs. Briefs put her hands on
Bulma's hands. She looked at her
sadly. She thought of something to
cheer her daughter up at the moment.
"Bulma dear, why don't you break
up with Yamcha? He hasn't been treating
you right lately. How about it if you
go out with Vegeta? You know, Vegeta is
a cutie."
"Oh god."
"What now dear? Was it something I said?"
"Vegeta, a cutie? Right…."
"Well then, what about breaking
up with Yamcha? You suffered a lot from
him. You should leave him dear."
"Mother, could we chat
later? I need to clean up that mess I made."
"Bulma I'll clean up the vase
and roses. Just go to your room and
rest."
"Thanks mother." Bulma said and went to her room.
"Poor girl." She said and shook her head.
~*~*~
Yamcha sat on the edge of his bed. The girl he had sex with left after Bulma
came by. He knew that he had to do
something to apologize to Bulma. But
how? That was the only thing that came
to his mind. He needed to think of
something quick. He had to repair his relationship
with Bulma.
"What can I do?" He asked himself over and over again trying
to think of something. "What to do…"
He stood up and went to the
bathroom for a quick shower. He put
some fresh clothes on and walked out of his front door. He walked towards the parking lot and got
into his car. Yamcha started the car
and left.
~Next Chapter~ Bulma thinks of
her past and present relationship with Yamcha.
She gets into a little argument with Vegeta and her mother.
A/N: So, how do you people like
the story so far? I hope you like
it. I'll try to get the next chapter up
soon. Please review my story! Thanks!!!!
