The weekend had passed by rather quickly. Vega and Vegeta had talked on Saturday and he actually apologized for calling her a tramp and for putting her through a wall. Vega apologized for attacking him so harshly. Vega and Piccolo, on the other hand, we're sure what to make of their situation. They spent the night together, innocently, in each other's arms. Vega had to think about her situation carefully. She realized that she did like Piccolo a lot, but she was afraid that her brother would not take to kindly to the situation. So she and Piccolo decided to keep their blooming relationship to themselves, for the time being.
It was early evening on Sunday when Bulma came back to the dorm. Vega was the only one in the dorm when Bulma came in.
"Hey!" greeted Vega as Bulma walked through the door.
"Hi,"
"How was your romantic weekend with Yamcha?" asked Vega.
"Oh, it was fine." Said Bulma rather emotionlessly.
"It was just fine? You hadn't seen him in a month and your weekend was fine. Girl I want some details." Giggled Vega.
"We didn't do much." Said Bulma as she started to unpack her bag.
"Oh, ok."
"How was your weekend?" asked Bulma trying to change the subject.
"My weekend..." blushed Vega, "Well, let's just say it was nice."
"Nice?" Bulma looked confused.
Later that evening Bulma had taken a shower and came out of the bathroom in her night wear which consisted of Cotton shorts and a tank top.
"Vega?" asked Bulma, "Where is ChiChi?"
"She's at the Library with Goku." Replied Vega staring at her computer screen.
"I haven't seen her since I got back."
"She came back here this morning for a while before she went to the library. She slept in the boys room last night, with Goku." Said Vega.
"Oh really," teased Bulma. Just then, Vega turned away from her computer screen.
"Bulma? What happened to your arms?" questioned a worried Vega.
"Oh, nothing. You know me, I bump into everything." Vega took hold of one of Bulma's arms and examined the several bruises on her arms.
"These weren't caused by bumping into things. You should know I can tell the difference. Who grabbed you so hard they left marks?" asked Vega getting more and more worried.
"No one grabbed me, Vega. I swear. Believe me, Vega, if someone were to try and hurt me, the first person I would tell would be you, Goku, or Vegeta." Vega knew she was not getting the truth out of her.
"Ok, Bulma. Whatever you say." Replied Vega. Vega knew something was wrong, but she could not fathom what it could be.
The week was going by quickly for the six students. Bulma had hid her bruises from everyone for most of the week. Bulma was worried though about tutoring Vegeta, so she had to make extra sure he would not notice them. By Thursday, most of her bruises had faded, anyhow, there was only a few small marks left. Vega and Piccolo had hid their relationship from everyone pretty well too, or so they thought.
It was Friday morning, again, and the girls were getting ready for school.
"So, did Yamcha tell you if he was coming up this weekend or not, Bulma?" asked ChiChi.
"He said he was going to when I talked to him last night, but then again, I'm not sure." Replied Bulma.
"Well, if he does come up, we'll have to have a dorm party." Said Vega.
"Well, we'll see." Said Bulma, "So, Vega, what are you and Piccolo doing this weekend?"
"WHAT!" exasperated Vega.
"You heard me, what are you and Piccolo doing this weekend?"
"What would I be doing with Piccolo, other than hanging out with you guys?" said Vega.
"I don't know, Vega? Something has definitely been up with you two all week." Said ChiChi.
"Are you two ganging up on me?" cried Vega.
"No, we're not, we just want to know what's going on with you and Piccolo." Said Bulma.
"There is nothing going on with us." Blushed Vega.
"So there is an "US" in the equation?" said ChiChi.
"No, there is no us, there is no me and Piccolo, together. He's just a good friend."
"Oh really. Is that why he slept here last Friday when I slept in Goku's room." Said ChiChi.
"WHAT! Piccolo slept here with you last Friday?" Laughed Bulma.
"He didn't sleep with me, he slept on the couch." Laughed Vega, "You two are silly, there is nothing going on between me and Piccolo. Ok?"
"Ok, Vega." Agreed Bulma and ChiChi. Even though they agreed with Vega, they knew something was up between them.
Vega was on her way to her second class of the day when Piccolo saw her walking.
"Vega!" yelled Piccolo, "Vega!" he started jogging her way. She heard him call her.
"HI!" she waved and looked around her as he walked up to her. She got on her tiptoes to kiss him. Piccolo stood next to her and took her hand in his walking her to her class.
"So, where are you headed to?" asked Piccolo.
"I'm on my way to computers." Replied Vega.
"SO, did you want to try and go out tonight?" asked Piccolo almost hesitantly.
"I don't know." Replied Vega, "I think that ChiChi and Bulma might be on to us and if we don't want to arouse any suspicion..."
"What do you mean they're on to us?" asked Piccolo, "That was fast."
"Yea, I know, I expecting for us to be together for a while before they figured it out." Said Vega, "ChiChi and Bulma were just asking me a lot of questions about me and you this morning. I denied everything, and they finally excepted it, but I think they've got their eyes on us."
"Well, we'll just have to be extra careful." said Piccolo.
"Yea, so what did you have in mind for this evening?" asked Vega.
"Well, we could go to dinner and a movie..."
"Sounds fun." Vega blushed.
It was later that evening and Bulma was alone in her dorm when there was knock on her door. She answered the door to see Yamcha standing there.
"Yamcha!" she smiled throwing her arms around him.
"Hi babe." He replied coldly.
"I'm so glad you came, I did think you were going to come." Said Bulma.
"I wasn't going to, but I wanted to see if you had given any thought about our little discussion last week."
"Oh," said Bulma drooping her eyes. Yamcha walked in and set his bag next to the couch and sat down.
"Well..." said Yamcha, "have you?"
"I have and I just don't feel ready to give myself to you like that." Yamcha frowned at her reply.
"Do you not love me enough? Yamcha yelled and stood up getting in her face, "Am I not good enough for you?"
"You know I love you, you know I do, but I'm just not ready." Bulma said starting to cry.
"Oh don't throw on the water works, you baby." Insulted Yamcha.
"Why can't you understand? I'm not ready." Screamed Bulma. Yamcha grabbed her arms and started to shake her.
"WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?" yelled Yamcha, "Tell me, why?"
"I do love you. Please let go of me. Please, you're scaring me!" cried Bulma as she squirmed trying to break his grip.
"Stop squirming." Yelled Yamcha, "You belong to me, and no one else, so why won't you give yourself to me?"
"I'M NOT READY!" screamed Bulma, "NOW LET ME GO!" Just then Bulma felt a huge force collide with her cheek and she fell to the floor. Bulma could not even cry, she could not even scream, she was too filled with fear to do anything. She crawled backwards into the corner looking for something to defend herself with. Yamcha walked over to her in the corner and kicked her side.
"You will do as I tell you to." Said Yamcha, "Now, get up!" Bulma just clung to the wall and did not move from there until Yamcha picked her up by her shirt collar and threw her against the wall. Once on her feet with out Yamcha holding on to her she ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
"Bulma! Come out of that bathroom right now or I will really give you something to cry about." YELLED Yamcha.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" screamed Bulma, "Get out of her right now before I call Vegeta."
"Vegeta? That saiyan monkey, you've been cheating on me with him, haven't you?" Yelled Yamcha as he punched the bathroom door. "Come out of there, you bitch."
"I have not cheated on you, but if you don't get out of here, I'll scream so loud he'll hear me, I swear it. NOW GET OUT OF HERE AND I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" Yelled Bulma.
"I'll leave, but I'm coming back, so don't think you'll never see me again." Said Yamcha as he left, "I'll be back next weekend." With that he left.
Bulma stayed in the bathroom for about an hour after Yamcha left. She looked at all the marks he left on her. She had a huge bruise on her side and all the bruises on her arms returned, but none of that could compare to the enormous bruise on her face. Just then the door to the dorm opened.
"Whew what a day? I can't wait to go out tonight." Said Vega. Just then the bathroom door opened and scared Vega half to death. Vega was trying to catch her breath when Bulma walked out of the bathroom.
"Vega?" said Bulma. Vega looked up at Bulma and was totally speech less, "I have a problem."
"What happened?" whispered Vega, "Who did this?" Bulma started to cry and Vega sat her down.
"I don't know why he's acting like this? I loved him so much."
"Yamcha did this, didn't he?" Bulma shook her head. "Oh god." Vega whispered.
Bulma told Vega the whole story. About what happened during her weekend at Yamcha's, the bruises on her arms the previous week and the most recent incident.
"Bulma, I don't want you to worry about him. Vegeta and I will take care of it. Vegeta..."
"NO! You can't tell anyone. I don't want anyone to know." Cried Bulma.
"You can't just expect me to allow someone to hurt you like this and get off Scott free, do you?" said Vega standing up.
"Please, just leave it be. This is my problem; I don't want anyone else getting involved with this. If you tell ChiChi, she'll try and get involved too, I know she will and I don't want her to get hurt, I don't want you to get hurt..."
"Are you joking me? First of all, you don't ever have to worry about me getting hurt. Second of all, do you really think Goku will let someone hurt ChiChi and live, and third, besides me, you have 3 MALE friends who are all majoring in martial arts. No one will ever hurt you again, so don't worry and let me and Vegeta take care of him."
"NO, VEGA, NO!" yelled Bulma, "Please don't get involved, PLEASE." Bulma started to cry again. Vega sighed and sat back down.
"Ok, Bulma" sighed Vega, "But if I ever see him anywhere near you, I will go get Vegeta, Piccolo or Goku and I won't hesitate to wipe the earth with his face." Bulma half-heartedly chuckled. "Now come on, we have to make you look good." Bulma and Vega went into the bathroom. Vega tried hard to put enough makeup on her face to cover the bruise, but it still showed through. After an hour, Vega had given up.
"God, Bulma, I don't know what to do here." She walked out of the bathroom, Bulma followed behind. Vega looked around the room. Vega then looked up at the light. Then she got an idea. Vega took a butter knife and flew up to the ceiling and unscrewed half of the over head light out and then ripped the rest off with her bare hands and threw it on the floor.
"Tell, people that fell on you." Said Vega. Bulma just laughed.
"That's the dumbest thing I have ever heard." Laughed Bulma. "No one will believe it just fell, especially ChiChi."
"Well, I was here when it happened, so they will have to believe it."
"ChiChi, knows that the light wasn't loose." Said Bulma.
"Well, ChiChi has been spending so much time with Goku lately that she wouldn't have noticed." Said Vega, "Tell people the light fell on you. You don't have any other options, it's either the light, or you can make up a lie. People are still going to question it."
"Ok, Vega, but I still don't think anyone will buy it."
"What ever, What time is it?" said Vega
"Um, it's about 7:30pm." Said Bulma.
"OH MY GOD!" yelled Vega as she started running around the room.
"What, what is it?" said Bulma.
"I was supposed to meet P... er, someone like a half hour ago." Said Vega.
"Whose name begins with P? I wonder." Teased Bulma.
"Oh shut up." yelled Vega as she changed into a dress and put on makeup and did her hair in a matter of minutes.
"Looks like you're getting dressed up for someone whose name begins with a P." teased Bulma again.
"Yea, I have a date with some one who's name begins with P." yelled Vega, "but it's not Piccolo. I gotta go; I'll see you later. Be careful if you go out." With that Vega ran out the door. Instead of leaving the building, Vega ran down to the 12th floor to Vegeta's room. She burst into the room without knocking.
"Vegeta!" said Vega pulling him off of his computer. ChiChi and Goku were watching a movie.
"What do you want girl?"
"I want you to go down stairs and hang out with Bulma." said Vega very quickly, "I don't have time to explain why, just give ChiChi and Goku some time alone." She said this while pushing him out the door. "GO! Go down to my room and do something with Bulma tonight." Vega ran to the window at the end of the hallway and opened it.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" yelled Vegeta.
"I'm late meeting someone, and I am going to fly. I am so late, so don't give me that look. JUST GO TO MY ROOM AND HANG OUT WITH Bulma UNTIL I GET BACK and don't tell her I sent you" and with that Vega flew out the window.
About ten minutes later, Vega arrived at the place she was supposed to meet Piccolo. She was flying so fast that when she landed on the grass she tripped and fell. Vega was on her knees bracing herself trying to catch her breath.
"Need some help." Said a soothing voice. Vega looked up to see a very concerned boyfriend above her.
"Yea." Said Vega still panting. Piccolo leaned down and helped her to her feet.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, something happened at the dorm and I got caught up trying to help and..."
"Ok, ok, slow down. It's all right; we just missed the movie. I'm sure we can do something else."
"Let's go get some dinner." Said Vega.
"Ok," replied Piccolo right before he bent down and kissed her.
Meanwhile, on the 16th floor, Vegeta was knocking on the girl's dorm, covering the peep hold with his finger.
"Who is it?" asked Bulma.
"It's me, woman." With that Bulma opened the door.
"Hi, Vegeta, what's up?" asked Bulma.
"Well, ChiChi and Kakarot are watching a movie in my dor..." Vegeta stopped in mid sentence when he saw the bruise on her face, "OH MY GOD! What happened?"
"The...ah... ceiling light... it fell."
"ON YOU?!" yelled Vegeta.
"Jeez, you don't have to yell. Yea, it hit me."
"Here, let me take a look at it." Said Vegeta. Bulma remember that Vega could tell the bruises on her arms were from someone's hands, so she backed away.
"No, I don't want anyone looking at it. I had Vega looking at it for like an hour, she put some stuff on it."
"Ok, well, have you had dinner yet?"
"No, I haven't. Is that an invitation?" asked Bulma.
"Hmph, I guess so." Said Vegeta. Bulma just sighed.
"Give me a few minutes to try and cover this up somewhat?"
"Oh please, it's just a black eye, I've had hundreds."
"Well I've never had one, it hurts and it looks terrible. I don't want a hundred people asking me what happened." Said Bulma in a loud tone.
"Jeez, you don't have to get snappy." Mocked Vegeta.
"You are impossible. Maybe I just won't go to dinner with you then." Yelled Bulma.
"Fine, I'm leaving. I don't know why I came down here in the first place." Vegeta started walking toward the door and started mumbling loud enough for Bulma to hear. "Baka Vega, I don't know why I listened to her in the first place..."
"WHAT!" yelled Bulma.
"Nothing!" Vegeta yelled back from the doorway.
"I heard you say Vega's name. What did she say to you?" Bulma stalked right up to him and grabbed his ear, "TELL ME WHAT SHE TOLD YOU!"
"LET GO OF MY EAR!" yelled Vegeta as he bat her hand away, "She didn't tell me anything. She ran into my room, with out knocking mind you, pulled me off my computer and told me to come hang out with you. Then she flew out the window. Jesus, what the hell is wrong with you?"
"Damn it, Vega!" yelled Bulma.
"What?"
"Nothing," sighed Bulma, "Look, let's just go to dinner, Ok?"
"Fine." Growled Vegeta. Bulma just looked at him with her patented death glare. About five minutes later, Bulma and Vegeta walked out of her dorm and headed to dinner. They left the building and headed towards town.
Ok, everyone, I really, really, really hate this chapter. I am having a hard time moving this story along. I know where I want to go with this, but I'm stuck with this chapter. And I know, I know, Yamcha gets the shaft in every story involving Bulma and Vegeta, but I really can't stand his character. But anyhow, if you have any suggestions, any at all, on changes I can make to this chapter, please, for the love of the Gods let me know. E-mail, message me on AOL, or put it in a review. Please, someone give me some help.
It was early evening on Sunday when Bulma came back to the dorm. Vega was the only one in the dorm when Bulma came in.
"Hey!" greeted Vega as Bulma walked through the door.
"Hi,"
"How was your romantic weekend with Yamcha?" asked Vega.
"Oh, it was fine." Said Bulma rather emotionlessly.
"It was just fine? You hadn't seen him in a month and your weekend was fine. Girl I want some details." Giggled Vega.
"We didn't do much." Said Bulma as she started to unpack her bag.
"Oh, ok."
"How was your weekend?" asked Bulma trying to change the subject.
"My weekend..." blushed Vega, "Well, let's just say it was nice."
"Nice?" Bulma looked confused.
Later that evening Bulma had taken a shower and came out of the bathroom in her night wear which consisted of Cotton shorts and a tank top.
"Vega?" asked Bulma, "Where is ChiChi?"
"She's at the Library with Goku." Replied Vega staring at her computer screen.
"I haven't seen her since I got back."
"She came back here this morning for a while before she went to the library. She slept in the boys room last night, with Goku." Said Vega.
"Oh really," teased Bulma. Just then, Vega turned away from her computer screen.
"Bulma? What happened to your arms?" questioned a worried Vega.
"Oh, nothing. You know me, I bump into everything." Vega took hold of one of Bulma's arms and examined the several bruises on her arms.
"These weren't caused by bumping into things. You should know I can tell the difference. Who grabbed you so hard they left marks?" asked Vega getting more and more worried.
"No one grabbed me, Vega. I swear. Believe me, Vega, if someone were to try and hurt me, the first person I would tell would be you, Goku, or Vegeta." Vega knew she was not getting the truth out of her.
"Ok, Bulma. Whatever you say." Replied Vega. Vega knew something was wrong, but she could not fathom what it could be.
The week was going by quickly for the six students. Bulma had hid her bruises from everyone for most of the week. Bulma was worried though about tutoring Vegeta, so she had to make extra sure he would not notice them. By Thursday, most of her bruises had faded, anyhow, there was only a few small marks left. Vega and Piccolo had hid their relationship from everyone pretty well too, or so they thought.
It was Friday morning, again, and the girls were getting ready for school.
"So, did Yamcha tell you if he was coming up this weekend or not, Bulma?" asked ChiChi.
"He said he was going to when I talked to him last night, but then again, I'm not sure." Replied Bulma.
"Well, if he does come up, we'll have to have a dorm party." Said Vega.
"Well, we'll see." Said Bulma, "So, Vega, what are you and Piccolo doing this weekend?"
"WHAT!" exasperated Vega.
"You heard me, what are you and Piccolo doing this weekend?"
"What would I be doing with Piccolo, other than hanging out with you guys?" said Vega.
"I don't know, Vega? Something has definitely been up with you two all week." Said ChiChi.
"Are you two ganging up on me?" cried Vega.
"No, we're not, we just want to know what's going on with you and Piccolo." Said Bulma.
"There is nothing going on with us." Blushed Vega.
"So there is an "US" in the equation?" said ChiChi.
"No, there is no us, there is no me and Piccolo, together. He's just a good friend."
"Oh really. Is that why he slept here last Friday when I slept in Goku's room." Said ChiChi.
"WHAT! Piccolo slept here with you last Friday?" Laughed Bulma.
"He didn't sleep with me, he slept on the couch." Laughed Vega, "You two are silly, there is nothing going on between me and Piccolo. Ok?"
"Ok, Vega." Agreed Bulma and ChiChi. Even though they agreed with Vega, they knew something was up between them.
Vega was on her way to her second class of the day when Piccolo saw her walking.
"Vega!" yelled Piccolo, "Vega!" he started jogging her way. She heard him call her.
"HI!" she waved and looked around her as he walked up to her. She got on her tiptoes to kiss him. Piccolo stood next to her and took her hand in his walking her to her class.
"So, where are you headed to?" asked Piccolo.
"I'm on my way to computers." Replied Vega.
"SO, did you want to try and go out tonight?" asked Piccolo almost hesitantly.
"I don't know." Replied Vega, "I think that ChiChi and Bulma might be on to us and if we don't want to arouse any suspicion..."
"What do you mean they're on to us?" asked Piccolo, "That was fast."
"Yea, I know, I expecting for us to be together for a while before they figured it out." Said Vega, "ChiChi and Bulma were just asking me a lot of questions about me and you this morning. I denied everything, and they finally excepted it, but I think they've got their eyes on us."
"Well, we'll just have to be extra careful." said Piccolo.
"Yea, so what did you have in mind for this evening?" asked Vega.
"Well, we could go to dinner and a movie..."
"Sounds fun." Vega blushed.
It was later that evening and Bulma was alone in her dorm when there was knock on her door. She answered the door to see Yamcha standing there.
"Yamcha!" she smiled throwing her arms around him.
"Hi babe." He replied coldly.
"I'm so glad you came, I did think you were going to come." Said Bulma.
"I wasn't going to, but I wanted to see if you had given any thought about our little discussion last week."
"Oh," said Bulma drooping her eyes. Yamcha walked in and set his bag next to the couch and sat down.
"Well..." said Yamcha, "have you?"
"I have and I just don't feel ready to give myself to you like that." Yamcha frowned at her reply.
"Do you not love me enough? Yamcha yelled and stood up getting in her face, "Am I not good enough for you?"
"You know I love you, you know I do, but I'm just not ready." Bulma said starting to cry.
"Oh don't throw on the water works, you baby." Insulted Yamcha.
"Why can't you understand? I'm not ready." Screamed Bulma. Yamcha grabbed her arms and started to shake her.
"WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?" yelled Yamcha, "Tell me, why?"
"I do love you. Please let go of me. Please, you're scaring me!" cried Bulma as she squirmed trying to break his grip.
"Stop squirming." Yelled Yamcha, "You belong to me, and no one else, so why won't you give yourself to me?"
"I'M NOT READY!" screamed Bulma, "NOW LET ME GO!" Just then Bulma felt a huge force collide with her cheek and she fell to the floor. Bulma could not even cry, she could not even scream, she was too filled with fear to do anything. She crawled backwards into the corner looking for something to defend herself with. Yamcha walked over to her in the corner and kicked her side.
"You will do as I tell you to." Said Yamcha, "Now, get up!" Bulma just clung to the wall and did not move from there until Yamcha picked her up by her shirt collar and threw her against the wall. Once on her feet with out Yamcha holding on to her she ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
"Bulma! Come out of that bathroom right now or I will really give you something to cry about." YELLED Yamcha.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" screamed Bulma, "Get out of her right now before I call Vegeta."
"Vegeta? That saiyan monkey, you've been cheating on me with him, haven't you?" Yelled Yamcha as he punched the bathroom door. "Come out of there, you bitch."
"I have not cheated on you, but if you don't get out of here, I'll scream so loud he'll hear me, I swear it. NOW GET OUT OF HERE AND I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" Yelled Bulma.
"I'll leave, but I'm coming back, so don't think you'll never see me again." Said Yamcha as he left, "I'll be back next weekend." With that he left.
Bulma stayed in the bathroom for about an hour after Yamcha left. She looked at all the marks he left on her. She had a huge bruise on her side and all the bruises on her arms returned, but none of that could compare to the enormous bruise on her face. Just then the door to the dorm opened.
"Whew what a day? I can't wait to go out tonight." Said Vega. Just then the bathroom door opened and scared Vega half to death. Vega was trying to catch her breath when Bulma walked out of the bathroom.
"Vega?" said Bulma. Vega looked up at Bulma and was totally speech less, "I have a problem."
"What happened?" whispered Vega, "Who did this?" Bulma started to cry and Vega sat her down.
"I don't know why he's acting like this? I loved him so much."
"Yamcha did this, didn't he?" Bulma shook her head. "Oh god." Vega whispered.
Bulma told Vega the whole story. About what happened during her weekend at Yamcha's, the bruises on her arms the previous week and the most recent incident.
"Bulma, I don't want you to worry about him. Vegeta and I will take care of it. Vegeta..."
"NO! You can't tell anyone. I don't want anyone to know." Cried Bulma.
"You can't just expect me to allow someone to hurt you like this and get off Scott free, do you?" said Vega standing up.
"Please, just leave it be. This is my problem; I don't want anyone else getting involved with this. If you tell ChiChi, she'll try and get involved too, I know she will and I don't want her to get hurt, I don't want you to get hurt..."
"Are you joking me? First of all, you don't ever have to worry about me getting hurt. Second of all, do you really think Goku will let someone hurt ChiChi and live, and third, besides me, you have 3 MALE friends who are all majoring in martial arts. No one will ever hurt you again, so don't worry and let me and Vegeta take care of him."
"NO, VEGA, NO!" yelled Bulma, "Please don't get involved, PLEASE." Bulma started to cry again. Vega sighed and sat back down.
"Ok, Bulma" sighed Vega, "But if I ever see him anywhere near you, I will go get Vegeta, Piccolo or Goku and I won't hesitate to wipe the earth with his face." Bulma half-heartedly chuckled. "Now come on, we have to make you look good." Bulma and Vega went into the bathroom. Vega tried hard to put enough makeup on her face to cover the bruise, but it still showed through. After an hour, Vega had given up.
"God, Bulma, I don't know what to do here." She walked out of the bathroom, Bulma followed behind. Vega looked around the room. Vega then looked up at the light. Then she got an idea. Vega took a butter knife and flew up to the ceiling and unscrewed half of the over head light out and then ripped the rest off with her bare hands and threw it on the floor.
"Tell, people that fell on you." Said Vega. Bulma just laughed.
"That's the dumbest thing I have ever heard." Laughed Bulma. "No one will believe it just fell, especially ChiChi."
"Well, I was here when it happened, so they will have to believe it."
"ChiChi, knows that the light wasn't loose." Said Bulma.
"Well, ChiChi has been spending so much time with Goku lately that she wouldn't have noticed." Said Vega, "Tell people the light fell on you. You don't have any other options, it's either the light, or you can make up a lie. People are still going to question it."
"Ok, Vega, but I still don't think anyone will buy it."
"What ever, What time is it?" said Vega
"Um, it's about 7:30pm." Said Bulma.
"OH MY GOD!" yelled Vega as she started running around the room.
"What, what is it?" said Bulma.
"I was supposed to meet P... er, someone like a half hour ago." Said Vega.
"Whose name begins with P? I wonder." Teased Bulma.
"Oh shut up." yelled Vega as she changed into a dress and put on makeup and did her hair in a matter of minutes.
"Looks like you're getting dressed up for someone whose name begins with a P." teased Bulma again.
"Yea, I have a date with some one who's name begins with P." yelled Vega, "but it's not Piccolo. I gotta go; I'll see you later. Be careful if you go out." With that Vega ran out the door. Instead of leaving the building, Vega ran down to the 12th floor to Vegeta's room. She burst into the room without knocking.
"Vegeta!" said Vega pulling him off of his computer. ChiChi and Goku were watching a movie.
"What do you want girl?"
"I want you to go down stairs and hang out with Bulma." said Vega very quickly, "I don't have time to explain why, just give ChiChi and Goku some time alone." She said this while pushing him out the door. "GO! Go down to my room and do something with Bulma tonight." Vega ran to the window at the end of the hallway and opened it.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" yelled Vegeta.
"I'm late meeting someone, and I am going to fly. I am so late, so don't give me that look. JUST GO TO MY ROOM AND HANG OUT WITH Bulma UNTIL I GET BACK and don't tell her I sent you" and with that Vega flew out the window.
About ten minutes later, Vega arrived at the place she was supposed to meet Piccolo. She was flying so fast that when she landed on the grass she tripped and fell. Vega was on her knees bracing herself trying to catch her breath.
"Need some help." Said a soothing voice. Vega looked up to see a very concerned boyfriend above her.
"Yea." Said Vega still panting. Piccolo leaned down and helped her to her feet.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, something happened at the dorm and I got caught up trying to help and..."
"Ok, ok, slow down. It's all right; we just missed the movie. I'm sure we can do something else."
"Let's go get some dinner." Said Vega.
"Ok," replied Piccolo right before he bent down and kissed her.
Meanwhile, on the 16th floor, Vegeta was knocking on the girl's dorm, covering the peep hold with his finger.
"Who is it?" asked Bulma.
"It's me, woman." With that Bulma opened the door.
"Hi, Vegeta, what's up?" asked Bulma.
"Well, ChiChi and Kakarot are watching a movie in my dor..." Vegeta stopped in mid sentence when he saw the bruise on her face, "OH MY GOD! What happened?"
"The...ah... ceiling light... it fell."
"ON YOU?!" yelled Vegeta.
"Jeez, you don't have to yell. Yea, it hit me."
"Here, let me take a look at it." Said Vegeta. Bulma remember that Vega could tell the bruises on her arms were from someone's hands, so she backed away.
"No, I don't want anyone looking at it. I had Vega looking at it for like an hour, she put some stuff on it."
"Ok, well, have you had dinner yet?"
"No, I haven't. Is that an invitation?" asked Bulma.
"Hmph, I guess so." Said Vegeta. Bulma just sighed.
"Give me a few minutes to try and cover this up somewhat?"
"Oh please, it's just a black eye, I've had hundreds."
"Well I've never had one, it hurts and it looks terrible. I don't want a hundred people asking me what happened." Said Bulma in a loud tone.
"Jeez, you don't have to get snappy." Mocked Vegeta.
"You are impossible. Maybe I just won't go to dinner with you then." Yelled Bulma.
"Fine, I'm leaving. I don't know why I came down here in the first place." Vegeta started walking toward the door and started mumbling loud enough for Bulma to hear. "Baka Vega, I don't know why I listened to her in the first place..."
"WHAT!" yelled Bulma.
"Nothing!" Vegeta yelled back from the doorway.
"I heard you say Vega's name. What did she say to you?" Bulma stalked right up to him and grabbed his ear, "TELL ME WHAT SHE TOLD YOU!"
"LET GO OF MY EAR!" yelled Vegeta as he bat her hand away, "She didn't tell me anything. She ran into my room, with out knocking mind you, pulled me off my computer and told me to come hang out with you. Then she flew out the window. Jesus, what the hell is wrong with you?"
"Damn it, Vega!" yelled Bulma.
"What?"
"Nothing," sighed Bulma, "Look, let's just go to dinner, Ok?"
"Fine." Growled Vegeta. Bulma just looked at him with her patented death glare. About five minutes later, Bulma and Vegeta walked out of her dorm and headed to dinner. They left the building and headed towards town.
Ok, everyone, I really, really, really hate this chapter. I am having a hard time moving this story along. I know where I want to go with this, but I'm stuck with this chapter. And I know, I know, Yamcha gets the shaft in every story involving Bulma and Vegeta, but I really can't stand his character. But anyhow, if you have any suggestions, any at all, on changes I can make to this chapter, please, for the love of the Gods let me know. E-mail, message me on AOL, or put it in a review. Please, someone give me some help.