Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own Dragon Ball Z or any other shows I have taken stuff out of and if I use something that you have used before, I'm sorry I did not deliberately do this.
In this fic there will be background music! There will be a star next to the verses so you can tell the difference between the song and the characters thoughts.
Here I go…
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Trouble
Chapter 3 Trouble becomes intense
(Music plays: Radio, By the Corrs.)
Bulma Briefs woke up a few days later with a start. She sighed. Another bad dream. She couldn't believe that him leaving would affect her so much.
*It's late at night and I'm feeling down
*There's couples standing in the street sharing summer kisses and silly sounds.
Bulma silently ate her breakfast alone. Vegeta was gone and Bra and Trunks were staying at friend's houses. They had done a lot of that since Vegeta left, only returning home for meals. It was like they were afraid to come home.
Why shouldn't they be? Bulma thought. Why shouldn't they be afraid of coming home? They probably think I'll yell at them and hurt them, like…like I did to Vegeta. Oh god I wish I knew what to do…
*So I step inside, pour a glass of wine
*With a full glass and an empty heart.
Bulma picked up her plates and put them in the dishwasher. She walked to her bedroom to get dressed. She pulled on a short skirt and a midriff top, as the news said it would be warm today. She was brushing her hair, when suddenly the doorbell rang.
Bulma ran to answer it, hoping it was her husband, even though she knew he wouldn't ring the doorbell, he would just walk straight in. She pulled open the door but the hope died when she saw who was really at the door.
"Hi Bulma!" sang ChiChi. "How are you this morning?"
"Fine, thanks ChiChi." Bulma sighed. Bulma still hadn't told anybody about the big fight or the disappearance, but she felt like she was going to explode if she didn't tell someone soon.
*I search for something to occupy my mind.
*'Cos you are in my head
Bulma looked at ChiChi, her best friend, and decided to tell the truth. "No actually I'm not fine," Bulma told her friend what had happened.
"Please don't tell anyone." Bulma pleaded. "I'm not ready to tell anybody yet." Tears appeared in Bulma's eyes but she hurriedly wiped them away.
"That's terrible! Oh Bulma I'm so sorry." ChiChi told her. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, not even Goku. You have my word."
After ChiChi had left, Bulma collapsed on the couch. She seemed to be feeling tired all the time lately. Probably because she wasn't getting enough sleep.
Just as she was about to get up and go to the bathroom. She heard a loud crash. It had come from her bedroom. Her first thought was that it was a burglar, then she thought maybe a murderer or a rapist, trying to lure her upstairs. Against her better judgement, she went upstairs and cautiously peeked through the door to her room, fear gnawing at her insides. She breathed a sigh of relief. No one was there.
She looked across her room. Nothing was damaged or broken. Except her mirror. It had been smashed to pieces. She looked in horror at the broken mirror and was thoroughly glad she wasn't in her bedroom when it was smashed. She wished more than ever that Vegeta was here to protect her.
*Swimming forever, in my head
*Tangled in my dreams, swimming forever
Bulma was shaking, she knew this person might come back. She rushed to the phone and called ChiChi.
"Hello? Son residence, Goku speaking."
"Hello Goku, is ChiChi there? I really need to talk to her."
"Sorry Bulma, she's gone shopping for groceries, like marshmallows and chicken and bread and donuts and…" Goku said.
"Ok Goku, can I talk to you then?"
"What? Oh sure Bulma! I'll help you, what's wrong?" Goku asked.
" My house has been broken into. My mirror is smashed. I need someone to come and take a look at it."
"Sure thing Bulma, I'll be over in a few minutes."
"Thanks Goku, see you then, bye!" Bulma hung up the phone and went back to her room. She wondered who could have done this to her.
*So I listen to the radio
* And all the songs we used to know
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Goku flew over to Bulma's house. He was worried, ChiChi said that Bulma was looking down lately. He wondered why Vegeta wasn't with her. He hadn't heard him in the background and if he were there, Bulma wouldn't have called for help. Goku wondered what was wrong.
He landed in front of Bulma's house, looking for any signs of damage. He couldn't find anything. He walked up to the door and knocked on it. Bulma opened the door looking very relieved to see him.
"Oh Goku, I'm so glad you're here. I was on the couch and I heard a crash and I went up to my room and my mirror was broken."
"Calm down, Bulma you're too worked up!" Goku said. "Where's Vegeta, why isn't he here with you?"
"Vegeta left, a few days ago. We had a big fight." Bulma whispered.
*So I listen to the radio
*Remember where we used to go.
Goku now knew why ChiChi had said Bulma was down. This was something Trunks hadn't told him about.
Goku knew Vegeta usually returned after a few hours, but a few days? This one must have been big. But he thought Bulma wouldn't want to talk about it.
"Well, let's see your room." Goku said.
They walked upstairs and Bulma showed him the broken mirror. Goku then noticed something Bulma hadn't.
"Hey, did you open the window this morning?" Goku said.
"No I had it closed all morning." Bulma replied. "Why?"
"Because it's open now." Goku stated.
Bulma looked at the window and saw it was indeed open.
"Oh my gosh!" Bulma shouted. "That window is on the second floor, no-one from outside could have opened it! There are no trees to climb and the wall is smooth so they couldn't have climbed it, unless they…"
"Unless they could fly." Goku finished.
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Suddenly Bulma thought she was going to faint. She almost collapsed to the floor. She wished she knew what was going on, who did this, where Vegeta was, how the kids were… She fell to the ground.
The next thing she knew, Goku was placing her on the couch downstairs. After assuring him she was all right, he left, promising to call in again later in the day.
About half an hour passed and Bulma was still lying on the couch. Her thoughts turned to the kids and how it was almost time for lunch. The time had flown this morning.
*Now it's morning light and it's cold outside
*Caught up in a distant dream
She supposed she should get up and get lunch, but she couldn't muster up the strength.
Suddenly the door opened and she heard footsteps enter, but instead of hope, this time it was fear. What if it was the same person who smashed the mirror?
The figure entered her vision and she breathed a sigh of relief. It was Trunks.
"Oh Trunks, you scared me." Bulma sighed. "How has your day been?"
" Ok." Trunks replied.
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Trunks walked over to the couch and sat down next to his mother. She looked as down as he felt. But she also looked scared, distressed.
"What's wrong mum?" Trunks asked.
She related the story of the broken mirror. Trunks leaned over and gave his mother a hug.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here for you mum." Trunks apologised. "I was too busy worrying about myself to think about how you were feeling."
"No you didn't Trunks." Bulma told him. "I don't blame you. I made these last few days really hard for you and I'm sorry."
Soon Bra came back home too and they told her about what had happened. Trunks worried about his mother. He thought she was losing it. He knew how she felt, he felt like he was losing it as well.
* I turn and think that you are by my side
*So I leave my bed and try to dress.
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Bra lay on her bed, pondering over what had happened this morning. She felt like she was falling apart. These last few days had been hell.
She blinked back tears. She missed her dad. She missed her old, happy mum and her loving brother. But they were still here. Her dad wasn't.
Why hasn't he come home? She thought. Was the fight that bad? Was it too much? I should ask mum exactly what happened during the fight when she feels better.
*Wondering why my mind plays tricks
*And fools me into thinking you are there.
Bra jumped up, trying to push the thoughts out of her head. She walked down to the kitchen and saw Bulma, standing at the sink, crying. Bra just stood there, watching her. Finally she willed her legs to move and walked over to her mother and they held each other for about 10 minutes.
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The next morning, Bulma got up and went about her daily chores. As she was putting on a jacket to go shopping, the doorbell rang.
Bulma pulled the door open and saw the person she least wanted to see at the moment.
"Hey Bulma." Yamcha said, trying to sound sad but not quite making it. The smile made it less convincing.
"Hello, Yamcha." Bulma said in a bored voice.
"I heard what happened a few days ago and thought you might need comforting." He said, putting his arm around her shoulder.
Well, thank you sooo much ChiChi. Bulma thought angrily. She shrugged Yamcha's arm off her shoulder. "Thanks Yamcha but I hardly need comforting, especially from you. I was about to go shopping so goodbye."
Bulma strolled out the door, leaving Yamcha looking stunned.
*Swimming forever in my head, not lying in my bed
* Just swimming forever
Yamcha was stunned at Bulma's resistance to his charms. All girls had given in, sooner or later. And Vegeta being gone was an added bonus! Now he could do anything he wanted to get her and that idiot wasn't in his way.
Yamcha strutted off to the nearest bar to find another girl to add to his collection.
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ChiChi was strolling through the supermarket, in the dairy section. She picked up a carton of milk when she heard a voice call out to her.
"ChiChi, I want to talk to you for a moment." Bulma called.
Uh oh. ChiChi thought. I wonder how she found out. I didn't do anything though. I only told Krillen and Eighteen. Krillen you blabbermouth!
"Sure Bulma, what's wrong?" ChiChi asked.
"You told everyone about the fight. Somehow it got to Yamcha and he came to my house this morning and tried to seduce me! I wonder how he could have found out!" said Bulma, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
" But Bulma, I only told Krillen and Eighteen. I didn't tell Yamcha!" ChiChi cried.
"But I told you not to tell anyone!" Bulma cried, on the verge of tears. " How can you be my friend if I can't trust you!" Bulma stormed off.
Oh no! thought ChiChi. How could this have happened! I'm going to kill Krillen for this. Poor Bulma, she's already gone through so much and I just screwed everything up!
*So I listen to the radio
*And all the songs we used to know
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Bulma walked into her house and sat down at the kitchen table. The kids were gone again, but they had left a note saying they would be back in half an hour.
Bulma burst out into tears and thought about what a bitch ChiChi had been.
And I thought I could trust her! I'll never tell her anything again! How could she do this to me! And after all I'm going through! Oh god, why did she do that?
*I listen to the radio
*Remember where we used to go…
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So, that was Chapter 3. Hope you enjoyed it. Chapter 4 will be coming out soon.
I may have background music in the rest, I quite liked the background music in this one and if I get some reviews from people who liked it, I will indeed put more in.