Hey there! I've got a VERY special present for all of you to celebrate 100 reviews! I'm ending the fic! LoL, don't worry, It's still got a looong way to go,but the present is really cool, I think so at least, to find out what it is, just keep checking back to this story frequently,VERY frequently, like every few hours frequently! I'm gettin into the Christmas spirit, In case ya couldn't tell. :) And I need some opinions on something. Should I make this ALL one fic? Or so that it won't be quite as long, should I make a sequel? email me or review and let me know what you think :) SO, sit back, relax, and don't forget to gimme a review....Thanks for the reading guys! Oh, and read the whole fic before you get pissed at me, please. :)
THE VOW
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Last time, on The Vow:
She flicked off the stereo and walked out her bedroom door with a smile on her face, deadset that the almighty 'Prince off ALL the Saiyans' would never bring her down again.
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Bulma walked down the stairs, a permanent grin plastered onto her face. She blew a kiss to her mother before walking through the front door and toward the driveway. When she got there, she threw down the capsule for her blue mustang, and climbed behind the wheel. Upon turning the radio on, she grimaced slightly at the song before changing the station
The loud music was calming to her, and singing aloud to the words helped to relieve her earlier "frustrations". She got so wrapped up in what she was doing that she didn't even notice that she was almost to her destination, and she barely had time to make the turn-off. After nearly totalling several cars, and running a red light, she made the turn, and found herself in a nearly abandoned parking lot. She got out of her car, not bothering to capsulize it, and made her way through the doors of the apartment building in front of her. She got onto the elevator and pushed the button for the 4th floor. When she got there, she let out a small sigh and put a determined look on her face. She knocked on the door at the end of the hall, and stood patiently, or as patient as Bulma can be. A tall blond haired man opened the door, and gave a quick smile at the woman standing in front of him.
Well well well, if it isn't Bulma Briefs, and what may I ask brings you to my humble abode?" The man asked.
"I'm a little down in the dumps, and I need a...friend." She replied, never letting her eyes waver from his. She leaned back against the door frame and gave him a seductive wink.
"Ahh...so, I'm just supposed to give up what I'm doing to play with you? You never grow up, do you Bulma?" He asked her playfully.
"Hmm...but is what you're doing as good as what you could be doing? Because if it is, then I simply have to meet her." She said as she glanced in through the door.
"Ah ah ah, no peeking, you know that. When do you want to meet? And where?" He asked her as he placed a muscular arm in the way of her view.
"Well, I was sort of hoping it would be a right here, right now sorta thing." She replied as she turned back to look at him.
"Well, I suppose I do have time for a quickie...Come on in. Make yourself comfortable. You want anything to drink?"
"Cut the shit Michael, you know EXACTLY why I'm here, now do it!" She nearly screamed at him, her face growing redder and redder by the moment.
"Ok Bulma, but I have to warn you, the price has gone up since last time." Was all he said before he spun her around, and started working on her.
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An hour and a half later, Bulma walked out of the building and to her car, with a very satisfied smirk. She had to admit to herself, no on could please her quite like Michael could. She slipped behind the wheel of the car, and adjusted the rear-view mirror to look at her new haircut. (Get your mind out of the gutter, you hentai's! You didn't think I'd send Bulma to a whore, did you? Gimme a lil credit!) She had decided to cut it back to about the length it was on Namek, perhaps a TINY bit longer. She decided to stop by Yamcha's while she was out, and show off her newest hairstyle, and fill him in on everything that had happened. She hung a quick left, and drove a bit farther down the street before hanging another left into his driveway.
She took a deep breath before walking to the door to knock, only to be greeted by Yamcha as he was walking out.
"Hey babe! Sorry about passing out last night, guess I had a little too much to drink. Woah! You cut your hair. I likes!" HE greeted her warmly. "I was actually on my way over to see you, to aplogize for my behavior.
"Don't worry about it Yamcha, um, but if you've got a minute, we really need to have a talk. A looooooooong talk." She said as she glanced up to meet his eyes.
"Ok, are you hungry? I thought we might grab a bite to eat or something, if you want to that is." He replied rather sheepishly.
"Sure, I'd love to, my car or yours?" She asked.
"Um, Yours is alot nicer than mine, so I'm leaning more toward that idea." He laughed before running over to open the door for her.
"What? You trying to pick up chicks in my car now?" She asked him jokingly, but the look that flashed across his face was one of complete regret.
"Bulma, I'm only interested in picking up one chick, and she's driving, so I don't see any point in getting another one." Was his reply as he jogged to the other side of the car and climbed in.
Bulma sat there for a moment in utter shock at his words before climbing into the driver's seat, and driving off, a frantic Yamcha clinging desperately to the dashboard. "Don't tell me you're still afraid of my driving Yamcha, jeez, to be the strongest fighters on earth, you Z fighters are a bunch of sissy's, you know that?" She teased him before placing her hand on top of his gently.
The rest of the ride to the restaurant was quiet, and when they walked in, Autumn rushed to greet them. Hello there Miss Briefs, Where's your other friend? You know, the one with the big hair." She asked as she glanced around, a look of terror playing on her face.
"Tell the cooks not to worry, The only people eating tonight are NORMAL, well, as normal as any of my friends, I suppose." She replied, as she tried to hold back a laugh at the girl's relieved expression.
"Ok, so a table for two? In non smoking, right?" She asked cheerfully.
"Ah, am I really that predictible?" She asked, glancing over at Yamcha, suprised to find that he wasn't oogling Autumn's ass the way he normally would. Bulma linked her arm through his before following Autumn into the near-empty dining room.
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After they had eaten, Bulma made up her mind that it was now-or-never, and she started to recount last night...and this morning's events to a waiting Yamcha.
"You SLEPT with VEGETA?" He nearly screamed before he caught himself and lowered his voice.
"Um..yeah, I did. But, you haven't heard the worst part yet, He, um, went about it naturally..." She tried her best to convey her message to the shocked Yamcha, but he didn't seem to be comprehending anything at the moment. "Um, that means he um..." Yamcha cut her off abruptly.
"I know damn well what it means, Bulma, have you lost your ever loving mind? What's Vegeta think about all of this?" He asked her before leaning back in his chair with his hands covering his face.
"Well, um, I really...Well, you see, um..." She stuttered before managing to choke the words out. "I don't know what he thinks because...He left before I woke up, and I don't just mean left the bed, or left the house, I mean left the PLANET. No goodbye or anything, just wham, bam, thank you ma'am, without the thank you." She replied before letting a single tear run down her cheek.
"HE DID WHAT?" Yamcha roared, seemingly oblivious to the people staring at him. "No way! I knew Vegeta was alot of things, but I never would have expected him to do something like that. He just left?" Yamcha asked, more calmly this time.
"Yeah, he was gone when I woke up...Oh, Yamcha, what am I gonna do? What if I'm...pre..pregnant?" She asked, the tears flowing freely now.
"Shh...don't you worry, I'm here, if you're pregnant, then I'll claim the baby as my own. I still want you as my wife Bulma, nothing you do can change that, all you have to do is say yes." He told her sweetly, before taking a hold of her shoulders, and leaning her against his muscular chest.
"Then yes, I'm so sorry Yamcha, I never should have given up on you, I love you so much." She replied before leaning up to kiss him tenderly.
The entire restaurant let out a collective "Thank God" before resuming their meal as if nothing had ever happened. Bulma glanced around nervously before turning to Yamcha. "Shall we?" She asked simply before taking his arm and walking from the restaurant.
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The ride back to Yamcha's was short, and the two decided that perhaps it would be a good idea for Yamcha to move in with Bulma NOW, that way temptation never had a chance. They packed what they could into a storage capsule before capsulizing it, and driving back to Capsule Corps to break the news.
Bulma's mother reacted just as she had suspected she would. Happy, Giddy, and overly emotional. While Bulma's father just gave her a quick glance before turning back to the paper he had previously been reading.
Bulma called Goku next, eager to share her news with everyone, and when he answered, she blurted everything out in one sentence. "Yamcha-and-I-made-up-we're-gonna-get-married! Isn't that great? Goku? You there?" She stood there for a moment before she heard a bit of scuffling, and ChiChi picked up the phone.
"What? What's going on? You have to tell me! I have to know!" She practically begged.
"Yamcha and I made up, we've decided to go ahead with the wedding as planned! Isn't that awesome Chi?" Bulma asked excitedly.
"That's wonderful Bulma, I'm so happy for you! You absolutely have to let me do all the catering for the reception and you have to let me go with you to pick out the dress and the cake, and ohhhhh this is so exciting. I knew you two would make up! I just knew it! Oh no, Bulma, does he know about the baby?" She screamed, and then quieted down at the last part.
"Yeah, he knows everything, he says he'll be the baby's father." Bulma replied happily.
"Bulma, Goku says he's on his way over, I've gotta get back to making lunch now, I'll talk to you later hon...bye bye." With that, Chi Chi hung up, and Bulma turned around to face a startled Goku.
"Bulma..."
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Ok, I know that was a really bad place to stop, but even a princess has to sleep sometime ya know...And don't yell at me for the Y/B stuff, it gets better, I promise. I'm gonna head to be now, please r/r, I don't know why I bother saying it, I know you guys will, I just like to remind ya I think. Speaking of reminders, if anyone wants me to let them know when I update, either email me, or tell me in your review. Till next time Bye d bye!
THE VOW
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Last time, on The Vow:
She flicked off the stereo and walked out her bedroom door with a smile on her face, deadset that the almighty 'Prince off ALL the Saiyans' would never bring her down again.
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Bulma walked down the stairs, a permanent grin plastered onto her face. She blew a kiss to her mother before walking through the front door and toward the driveway. When she got there, she threw down the capsule for her blue mustang, and climbed behind the wheel. Upon turning the radio on, she grimaced slightly at the song before changing the station
The loud music was calming to her, and singing aloud to the words helped to relieve her earlier "frustrations". She got so wrapped up in what she was doing that she didn't even notice that she was almost to her destination, and she barely had time to make the turn-off. After nearly totalling several cars, and running a red light, she made the turn, and found herself in a nearly abandoned parking lot. She got out of her car, not bothering to capsulize it, and made her way through the doors of the apartment building in front of her. She got onto the elevator and pushed the button for the 4th floor. When she got there, she let out a small sigh and put a determined look on her face. She knocked on the door at the end of the hall, and stood patiently, or as patient as Bulma can be. A tall blond haired man opened the door, and gave a quick smile at the woman standing in front of him.
Well well well, if it isn't Bulma Briefs, and what may I ask brings you to my humble abode?" The man asked.
"I'm a little down in the dumps, and I need a...friend." She replied, never letting her eyes waver from his. She leaned back against the door frame and gave him a seductive wink.
"Ahh...so, I'm just supposed to give up what I'm doing to play with you? You never grow up, do you Bulma?" He asked her playfully.
"Hmm...but is what you're doing as good as what you could be doing? Because if it is, then I simply have to meet her." She said as she glanced in through the door.
"Ah ah ah, no peeking, you know that. When do you want to meet? And where?" He asked her as he placed a muscular arm in the way of her view.
"Well, I was sort of hoping it would be a right here, right now sorta thing." She replied as she turned back to look at him.
"Well, I suppose I do have time for a quickie...Come on in. Make yourself comfortable. You want anything to drink?"
"Cut the shit Michael, you know EXACTLY why I'm here, now do it!" She nearly screamed at him, her face growing redder and redder by the moment.
"Ok Bulma, but I have to warn you, the price has gone up since last time." Was all he said before he spun her around, and started working on her.
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An hour and a half later, Bulma walked out of the building and to her car, with a very satisfied smirk. She had to admit to herself, no on could please her quite like Michael could. She slipped behind the wheel of the car, and adjusted the rear-view mirror to look at her new haircut. (Get your mind out of the gutter, you hentai's! You didn't think I'd send Bulma to a whore, did you? Gimme a lil credit!) She had decided to cut it back to about the length it was on Namek, perhaps a TINY bit longer. She decided to stop by Yamcha's while she was out, and show off her newest hairstyle, and fill him in on everything that had happened. She hung a quick left, and drove a bit farther down the street before hanging another left into his driveway.
She took a deep breath before walking to the door to knock, only to be greeted by Yamcha as he was walking out.
"Hey babe! Sorry about passing out last night, guess I had a little too much to drink. Woah! You cut your hair. I likes!" HE greeted her warmly. "I was actually on my way over to see you, to aplogize for my behavior.
"Don't worry about it Yamcha, um, but if you've got a minute, we really need to have a talk. A looooooooong talk." She said as she glanced up to meet his eyes.
"Ok, are you hungry? I thought we might grab a bite to eat or something, if you want to that is." He replied rather sheepishly.
"Sure, I'd love to, my car or yours?" She asked.
"Um, Yours is alot nicer than mine, so I'm leaning more toward that idea." He laughed before running over to open the door for her.
"What? You trying to pick up chicks in my car now?" She asked him jokingly, but the look that flashed across his face was one of complete regret.
"Bulma, I'm only interested in picking up one chick, and she's driving, so I don't see any point in getting another one." Was his reply as he jogged to the other side of the car and climbed in.
Bulma sat there for a moment in utter shock at his words before climbing into the driver's seat, and driving off, a frantic Yamcha clinging desperately to the dashboard. "Don't tell me you're still afraid of my driving Yamcha, jeez, to be the strongest fighters on earth, you Z fighters are a bunch of sissy's, you know that?" She teased him before placing her hand on top of his gently.
The rest of the ride to the restaurant was quiet, and when they walked in, Autumn rushed to greet them. Hello there Miss Briefs, Where's your other friend? You know, the one with the big hair." She asked as she glanced around, a look of terror playing on her face.
"Tell the cooks not to worry, The only people eating tonight are NORMAL, well, as normal as any of my friends, I suppose." She replied, as she tried to hold back a laugh at the girl's relieved expression.
"Ok, so a table for two? In non smoking, right?" She asked cheerfully.
"Ah, am I really that predictible?" She asked, glancing over at Yamcha, suprised to find that he wasn't oogling Autumn's ass the way he normally would. Bulma linked her arm through his before following Autumn into the near-empty dining room.
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After they had eaten, Bulma made up her mind that it was now-or-never, and she started to recount last night...and this morning's events to a waiting Yamcha.
"You SLEPT with VEGETA?" He nearly screamed before he caught himself and lowered his voice.
"Um..yeah, I did. But, you haven't heard the worst part yet, He, um, went about it naturally..." She tried her best to convey her message to the shocked Yamcha, but he didn't seem to be comprehending anything at the moment. "Um, that means he um..." Yamcha cut her off abruptly.
"I know damn well what it means, Bulma, have you lost your ever loving mind? What's Vegeta think about all of this?" He asked her before leaning back in his chair with his hands covering his face.
"Well, um, I really...Well, you see, um..." She stuttered before managing to choke the words out. "I don't know what he thinks because...He left before I woke up, and I don't just mean left the bed, or left the house, I mean left the PLANET. No goodbye or anything, just wham, bam, thank you ma'am, without the thank you." She replied before letting a single tear run down her cheek.
"HE DID WHAT?" Yamcha roared, seemingly oblivious to the people staring at him. "No way! I knew Vegeta was alot of things, but I never would have expected him to do something like that. He just left?" Yamcha asked, more calmly this time.
"Yeah, he was gone when I woke up...Oh, Yamcha, what am I gonna do? What if I'm...pre..pregnant?" She asked, the tears flowing freely now.
"Shh...don't you worry, I'm here, if you're pregnant, then I'll claim the baby as my own. I still want you as my wife Bulma, nothing you do can change that, all you have to do is say yes." He told her sweetly, before taking a hold of her shoulders, and leaning her against his muscular chest.
"Then yes, I'm so sorry Yamcha, I never should have given up on you, I love you so much." She replied before leaning up to kiss him tenderly.
The entire restaurant let out a collective "Thank God" before resuming their meal as if nothing had ever happened. Bulma glanced around nervously before turning to Yamcha. "Shall we?" She asked simply before taking his arm and walking from the restaurant.
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The ride back to Yamcha's was short, and the two decided that perhaps it would be a good idea for Yamcha to move in with Bulma NOW, that way temptation never had a chance. They packed what they could into a storage capsule before capsulizing it, and driving back to Capsule Corps to break the news.
Bulma's mother reacted just as she had suspected she would. Happy, Giddy, and overly emotional. While Bulma's father just gave her a quick glance before turning back to the paper he had previously been reading.
Bulma called Goku next, eager to share her news with everyone, and when he answered, she blurted everything out in one sentence. "Yamcha-and-I-made-up-we're-gonna-get-married! Isn't that great? Goku? You there?" She stood there for a moment before she heard a bit of scuffling, and ChiChi picked up the phone.
"What? What's going on? You have to tell me! I have to know!" She practically begged.
"Yamcha and I made up, we've decided to go ahead with the wedding as planned! Isn't that awesome Chi?" Bulma asked excitedly.
"That's wonderful Bulma, I'm so happy for you! You absolutely have to let me do all the catering for the reception and you have to let me go with you to pick out the dress and the cake, and ohhhhh this is so exciting. I knew you two would make up! I just knew it! Oh no, Bulma, does he know about the baby?" She screamed, and then quieted down at the last part.
"Yeah, he knows everything, he says he'll be the baby's father." Bulma replied happily.
"Bulma, Goku says he's on his way over, I've gotta get back to making lunch now, I'll talk to you later hon...bye bye." With that, Chi Chi hung up, and Bulma turned around to face a startled Goku.
"Bulma..."
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Ok, I know that was a really bad place to stop, but even a princess has to sleep sometime ya know...And don't yell at me for the Y/B stuff, it gets better, I promise. I'm gonna head to be now, please r/r, I don't know why I bother saying it, I know you guys will, I just like to remind ya I think. Speaking of reminders, if anyone wants me to let them know when I update, either email me, or tell me in your review. Till next time Bye d bye!