Title: Behind Closed Doors
Chapter 3: Beginning Conversation
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z
A/N: Thank you to the people who reviewed the other chapters. Here is another one. Please R&R!!
The phone rang at the Son's house and Chi-Chi answered the phone while keeping an eye on Goku.
"Hello?"
"Hi Chi-Chi. It's me, Bulma."
"How are you?"
"I'm fine. And you?"
"Great. Just great."
"That's good. Um, could we talk for a while? I need to talk to you."
"What is it about? Could it wait?"
"It's about Yamcha. It can't wait. I really want to talk."
"I'm cooking dinner right now. If I turn my back on Goku then he'll start eating what's cooking on the stove. How about if you come over for dinner?"
"I'm not in the mood to drive."
"Oh."
"How about if I call you later on Chi-Chi?"
"Sure."
"Okay."
"Goku!" Bulma heard Chi-Chi shouting at Goku. She moved the receiver an inch from her ear. Still, she could hear Chi-Chi shouting. "You get away from the stove this instant!" Then she spoke to Bulma. "Listen Bulma, I need to get going. Call me."
"Ah, um, sure..."
"Bye!" Chi-Chi said and hanged up the phone before Bulma could say anything.
"Um, bye Chi-Chi…" Bulma gently hanged up the phone.
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Yamcha arrived back at his place around 5'oclock pm. He went into his kitchen and made himself something quickly to eat. Yamcha then took his sandwich and plopped on his huge comfy recliner. After finishing his sandwich he dialed Bulma's phone number hoping she would talk to him.
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"Mother the food was good." Bulma said as she washed the dishes in the sink. "Um, when is dad coming back from that science convention?"
"In a couple of weeks dear." Mrs. Briefs said as she gave Vegeta more food on his plate.
The phone rang and Bulma answered it. She didn't like the person who called her.
"Yamcha, why did you call me? I'm not interested in talking to you at the moment. I need to talk to-"
"Could you meet me somewhere?"
"Why?"
"I have something to tell you. Please?"
"Why can't you tell me over the phone?"
"It's better if I did it in person."
"Fine. Where and how long is this going to take? I need to call someone."
"How about the entrance to the park. It won't take long."
"Okay…"
"Alright then. I'll meet you there then." Yamcha said and hanged up the phone. Bulma hanged up the phone.
"Mom, I need to somewhere. I'll be back."
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Bulma parked her car in the parking lot and walked to the entrance of the park. She saw Yamcha against the cement wall. Yamcha walked towards her.
"Hi Bulma. How are you?"
"Hi Yamcha. I'm fine. You?"
"I'm fine too."
"So what is this about?"
"Oh. Right. Um, do you want to sit on a bench?"
"Sure."
They walked to a near by bench and sat down. Bulma looked at Yamcha wanting to meet his eyes, but his eyes looked down at the floor. More like staring at the floor. His lips began to move but there wasn't any words coming from it. He looked like he was trying to find the words to speak to her. Bulma had a worry look on her face. Yamcha looked into Bulma's eyes.
"I know I'm not much of a good boyfriend to you. And I'm so sorry about that. Could you forgive me about that?"
"Yes." Bulma said softly.
"I know I'm not great at keeping promises left and right, but I try. I'm sorry about what you saw today. And all the other times as well. Forgive me?"
"I can't forgive you of what you did Yamcha. You broke my heart whenever I see you with someone. You cheated on me so many times. I cry in bed till I fall asleep."
"I'm so sorry Bulma. Really. I'm sorry."
"Okay Yamcha."
"Now to the point of why I asked you here…"
"What is it Yamcha?"
~Next Chapter~ What does Yamcha really have to say to Bulma? Vegeta gets a suspicion, but on who?
A/N: J A cliffhanger J I like writing them but not reading them, lol. Please review!