Welp. I hope everybody had a good Christmas! Sorry I couldn't get this out sooner, but I was with family for Christmas, then I went to my dad's house for the weekend and I don't have my story saved over there. Anyways, here's chapter 11! It is eleven right?

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I sighed. I was still bored. Boredom was something that seemed to be getting very common around me. Ever since Monday, things had been so...boring. Usually I had inventions to complete, shopping to do, and meetings to attend to. But not this week.

I leaned back in my seat, and once again, started to dwell on Vegeta and Bra. What did they do at Kami's tower that would make her so angry that Vegeta would do something like this? I was going to find out, one way or another.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. If I couldn't go to Kami's tower, why not just call Kami's tower? But what if Vegeta doesn't let me try to contact Piccolo either? I thought. I decided I would just have to try.

"Vegeta?"

"Hn?"

"I'm going to make a phone call and it's private. Stay here." I ordered.

"No. How do I know your not going to sneak out the window?" He accused.

"I won't. Besides, it's not like you wouldn't catch me before I got to Kami's tower anyways." I reasoned. I saw him start thinking...he must have thought for three minutes before answering.

"Fine. But if I catch you trying to get to the tower I'll-"

"-Yeah, yeah, Vegeta. You'll blast me. I know. I'll be right back. And don't you dare eavesdrop," I threatened, "or you won't ever use that Gravity Machine again."

I heard him growl in response, but remained where he was while I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom, locking the door. I put my back to the door and breathed deeply. Finally, I was alone.

Instantly my mind swam and fished for ways to get contact with Kami, Korin, Piccolo, Dende...anybody that could would know what went on up there. I thought for hours, raking my genius brain. Finally, I came up with a plan.

First, I would call Goku. He would be able to use Instant Transmission to get Piccolo. Then, once I got Piccolo on the phone, I'd ask him to contact Dende to find out what went on that day. This is going to work, I told myself, it has to work.

Nervously, I picked up the phone and dialed Goku's number. I tapped the desk the phone was resting on while two rings passed, and in the middle of the third ring, Chi Chi answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi Chi Chi. It's Bulma. May I talk to Goku, please?"

"Okay, sure Bulma."

In the background, I heard, "GOKU!!! Bulma's on the phone for you!!!" She yelled it in the way that Chi Chi was famous for.

"Hello?" I heard Goku's voice.

"Hi Goku. I need to ask you a favor."

"Sure, anything."

"Would you find Piccolo for me and get him on the phone?"

There was a long pause... Then Goku spoke, sounding like he just had his mouth open for awhile.

"Bulma! Piccolo won't come to a phone! He's not a phone-person."

"I know Goku. But it's urgent. Would you at least try?"

He sighed. "I guess so... Just wait for a minute."

"Oh, thanks Goku! Thank you so much!" I sighed. This plan just might work.

"Your welcome. I'll call you back in a minute. Bye."

"Bye."

Click!

I slowly put down the receiver. I held my breath. This was it. If Goku could get Piccolo on the phone, this whole thing would be over. I could live my life without being followed everywhere. With my heart throbbing so hard and my blood pounding in my ears, I could barely tell that I was holding my breathe, but let it out when I started to suffocate. I stared at the phone. Mentally screaming at it to ring. If I had powers I would have put a hole in the phone and shattered it with my mental screaming. I started to get a headache. Five minutes have passed… I thought. Six... Seven... Eight... I kept staring at that machine. Ordering it to ring. Nine... Ten... Eleven...Twelve... Thirt-

"Woman!" I froze, completely disbelieving. Vegeta... "What are you doing in there?"

"I'm...waiting...on a phone call...back..." I stuttered. No way... I was too close...he wasn't going to ruin this for me now.

"From who?" He demanded.

"Ch-ch-Chi chi..." I said, bending the truth.

"That loud-mouth? What are you waiting for her to tell you?"

I froze. I couldn't tell him the truth. I was too close. I would have to say something to make him leave...

"I need her to check how much the pads cost at the grocery store. Since you won't let me leave, I needed to ask her." I smirked. He didn't answer me, and that was a good sign.

"Oh..." I heard footsteps go down the stairs. I closed my eyes and whispered 'Thank you, Dende' under my breathe.

Ring!

My heart raced. I hastily snatched the phone crushed it to my ear.

"Hello?" I said desperately.

"Um...yeah Bulma... It's Goku."

"And?"

"Well...uh...he's here but..."

"But what?!" I yelled. He got my hopes up saying that he was there. That 'but' made me worry.

"I...um...well...good luck." He answered.

"Okay..." I said, confused.

"What?" I heard on the other side. I nearly fainted.

"Piccolo! I need to contact Dende for me! Please!" I begged.

"Why?"

I rolled my eyes. He was so difficult.

"Do you really want me to tell you the whole story? I thought you hated phones?"

"I do hate phones. But I'll hear you out. I want to know why you need my services."

I sighed. Giving up with being quick about all this, I just told him everything. About Monday, about Vegeta, and about what Pan revealed. Everything. It took me twenty minutes to explain everything, but surprisingly enough, he didn't leave.

"I already know what happened up there." He said simply.

"You do!?"

"Yes. I was meditating there when they arrived."

"Well? What did they do?" I begged.

No answer.

"Piccolo? Piccolo! Are you there?"

"Bulma?" It was Goku. I nearly cried.

"Goku where did Piccolo go?!" I screamed.

"Outside."

"!!WHAT??"

"Bulma! Stop yelling!"

"Sorry."

"I don't know Bulma. He's outside and he's meditating."

"He just left the phone?"

"Yep."

"No! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!" I yelled, over and over.

"Bulma! Bulma! Calm down! I'll get him back, just hold."

"THANK you Goku!"

"Okay okay... Calm down."

"Right." I breathed.

Pause

"What now?"

"Why did you leave without answering me!?" I yelled.

"That's not of concern. Bra and Vegeta were in the Room of Spirit and Time. Happy now?"

Click!

I froze. I couldn't move. My body wouldn't function. I felt hot suddenly...very dizzy. My vision blurred. I felt nauseous. Everything went black. I don't remember anything after that.

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HAHA! I hope you liked that one! Much to your delight, I'll be finishing this story in two more chapters - three at max. Until next time!

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Next Chapter:

Bulma confronts Vegeta after she wakes up. Time for more confessions!