Title: Deciding

Title: Deciding

Chapter 7

Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z isn't mine and it would probably stay that way for a LONG time.

A/N: Sorry about the long update. It's just that I've been busy with school and that terrorist's stuff is going on as well as NJROTC. My mine is full with some other stuff. Well, I hope you like this chapter. Please R&R! Thanks!

Bulma was putting the food for dinner on the table. She began to eat when she noticed that Vegeta wasn't in the house to eat yet. He must be still training… She thought. I hope he doesn't work too hard. She played around with her food, while her mind was wondering around. I don't know how to break the news with Yamcha. What if he finds out about Vegeta and me? He'll probably say, 'What about everything you told to me Bulma? You can cheat on me, but I can't cheat on you?' I'll have to think about this stuff some other day.

She took the last bite of food on her plate. She stood up and walked to the kitchen. Bulma washed her dishes and began to think of Vegeta. He still hasn't come in to eat dinner yet. Maybe he is sick or something. She looked towards the dinning room. I guess I'll have to go to the gravity room with dinner for Vegeta. It doesn't seem like he is coming in to eat.

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"Could Bulma have caught on to me earlier today?" Yamcha asked himself out loud, like if there was someone he was speaking to in the same room. "It seemed like she knew that I was hiding something. But does she really know? I hope not. Or our relationship is lost. I don't want that to happen… It'll ruin everything we have together."

-Flashback-

"Yamcha, how could you do this to me AGAIN?"

"Bulma I-"

"No 'Bulma I' nothing! Why did you sleep with her? Why?"

"Bulma, I'm so terrible sorry for that."

She looked into his eyes. Her ocean eyes were filled with tears ready to run down her face. Yamcha kissed her cheek.

"I am really sorry Bulma," He whispered into her ear. "I didn't really mean to hurt you in anyway. Please forgive me." He pulled away to look at her.

"One last time…" Bulma said under her breath softly. "Don't do it again to me Yamcha. Please don't…."

"I promise Bulma."

"If I catch you, I never want to see your face again."

"Alright then. I promise."

-End of Flashback-

"I'm in trouble. But she wasn't around. How would she have known? I didn't see anyone that I recognized…." He paused for a split second to think. "Maybe someone was around and told her. But who?" Yamcha paced around the room quickly with his hands behind his back. "Someone had to have told her. I was pretty careful of what I was doing. How could I have been caught? Bulma hasn't mention anything yet. But what am I going to say to her when she talks to me about it?"

He stopped and walked towards his living room and sat on his couch with his feet on the coffee table. He his eyes stared at the TV while his mind was thinking of what to do to solving his problem. I'm in trouble, is what he kept saying to himself. But maybe I can get out of this…some how… I just need to relax. I'll think of something when the time comes.

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"Vegtea," Bulma said as she knocked on the gravity door. She had a cart on wheels with her that held mounds of food on plates. "I brought you your dinner Vegeta." She waited for his reply but didn't get one and knocked on the door again but harder. "Vegeta, are you in there?" She paused before speaking again. "I have your dinner Vegeta. Do you want me to just leave it out her? It'll get cold…" Still there wasn't any response from him. "Vegeta? Are you okay?"

A/N: Hope you all like it so far! I know it is short, I'm not updating much, but I'm trying to. Only I know!! Oh yeah, please review!!