Title: Disruption of Love
Chapter 2: Part of a Plan
Author's notes: Thank you to the people who reviewed my first chapter. If you want me to give you an update of this story, you can email me at bulmagirl16@sailormoon.com or KentSanchez@msn.com. Now, on with the story!
Blast that woman, Vegeta thought as he left Bulma's door. Now I have to get that strange mother of hers to cook for me. Anger was shown on her face as he approached the living where Mrs. Briefs sat eating cakes.
She looked at him. "Why Vegeta, aren't you hungry? I thought Bulma was going to cook for you."
"That daughter of yours doesn't seem to-"
"Oh that's okay," Mrs. Briefs said, interrupting Vegeta. She quickly got up to her feet and walked into the kitchen. "Do you have anything in mind of what to eat Vegeta dear?"
"Mother, don't even bother," Bulma said entering the living room. "Vegeta should be able to cook on his own. You shouldn't be treated like his slave."
"Oh, I don't mind dear!" Mrs. Briefs shouted and looked in the cupboards.
Vegeta placed his arms across his chest. "I thought you were going to let yourself rot in that room of yours," He said with a smirk. "I was hoping you would."
"Urgh," Bulma stared at Vegeta. "Mom, I need to get going. I have to go somewhere. Do you think you can handle Vegeta by yourself?"
Her mother popped her head put of the kitchen. "Don't worry dear! I'll be fine!"
"Okay…" She was about to go through the front door, but she stopped and turned around. "Vegeta, if you cause any trouble to my mother, I'll make sure Goku gets on your back. Understand?" Bulma didn't even care to listen to Vegeta. She left through the door.
~*~*~
Krillin and Yajirobe sat at the corner of the bar. "I can't believe I'm doing this," Yajirobe said to himself.
"We need to do this for Bulma," Krillin replied. "Besides, you owe her."
"What for?" He asked and took a sip of his cocktail.
Krillin glared at him. "She gave you a job at Capsule Corp, or did you forget?"
Yajirobe sighed. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I remembered."
"Good," Krillin to a sip of his pink lady. "Bulma is also a great friend of ours, or did you forget that too?"
"Enough I already. Gosh-hey, look, there's Yamcha."
Yamcha came in with Maron (Krillin's ex-girlfriend). Krillin was shocked. His eyes widen as he saw Maron. She wore a tight light pink dress that showed her hourglass figure and pushed her breast up, making them look bigger. The dress ended an inch below her buttocks. Her pink boots reached below her knees. Maron's hair was the same as Krillin saw it the last time, sea-blue hair below the shoulders.
Maron looked over her shoulder. She gave a wink and a quick smile to them-Yamcha didn't seem to notice.
"Wh-what was that for?" Krillin asked in a whisper to Yajirobe.
"Well, you know the time when that Garlic Jr. guy was around, and Maron and I slept in Korn's place? She had given me her number."
"Why would she do that?"
"I just asked her."
"What is she doing here though?" Krillin looked at Yajirobe.
"To tell you the truth, I don't like Yamcha." He eyed Krillin. "There's just something wrong with him. So I called up your ex-girlfriend. Since you weren't going out with her anymore, I asked her if she could do a favor by going out with Yamcha. She told be that he was kind of cute. Then I said: we just want to catch him cheating on Bulma. Maron asks me if I'm using her." He paused to take a drink. "I told her yes, but after Bulma and Yamcha break up, she could have him. She said sure, as long as she can sleep with him for a few nights. I didn't care. It would be fun to catch them in the act with a video camera, don't you think?"
Krillin just stared at him. His jaw was open and his mouth was the shape of an O. "I can't believe this!"
"What? You didn't know that she was a prostitute? Why else would men do anything for her?"
"I can't believe this," He mumbled to himself softly.
Yajirobe rubbed Krillin's back. "It's okay. We men make mistakes. Mainly, Yamcha."
"It's not that. I almost asked her to marry me!"
Yajirobe began to laugh. "I feel so sorry for you. So just chill. You'll find the one, sooner or later."
I feel like such an idiot. "I just can't believe this,"
"My friend, lets just sit back and watch the show, shall we?"
Krillin took a long sigh. "So, is she going to seduce him?"
"I think she already has. But, I'm not sure. Just look at her," The boys looked at Yamcha then at Maron. "I can just see myself on top of her."
"But you said that she is a prostitute. Why would you do that?"
"Hey, all men make mistakes. All men have needs, and I'm one of them. I'll do it with her."
"Lets just change the subject okay? So how do we tell Bulma?"
"Verbally. We could walk up to Yamcha and confront him. He'll tell us some sort of crap. Then we can call up Bulma or tell her in person."
"Hmm, sounds good."
"Why, thank you."
"Tell me Yajirobe, how long did it took you to think of this plan?"
A smile came over his face. "It was in a dream."
"And what happen in the end of the dream?"
"I find myself with Bulma…thanking me…wanting to do anything for me…we end up in bed…our-"
"Cut it out Yajirobe! You know that she'll never be in the same bed as you."
"Hey, it was a DREAM. I want Maron. How much money did you give her?"
"Oh god," Krillin rubbed his forehead. "Lets just get off the subject, okay?"
"Fine, fine, fine, whatever."
Author's notes: Heh, I needed Maron to be a prostitute, sorry if anyone likes her. Should I give a sneak peek of what is happening in the next chapter or not? Let me know. So, what are you waiting for? Please review!