Author's Note – Heheh! Yay! It's Chapter 4! *grumble* Sorry it took so long. I've been pretty busy lately… But here it finally is! Lol, and after you read it, you've just gotta know what's coming next! MUWAHAH! And don't worry, though I'm rather busy, and wanting to post chapters on some of my other fics (Hehehe! Including my major one!) as well, I'll do my best to get Chapter 5 out on this one as soon as I can. So, till then, here's Chapter 4! Enjoy! And if you wouldn't mind… Review! Chapter 4 – Making Up or Out?

            It didn't seem like long before Goku and Piccolo returned, both completely smashed and babbling on like the two drunken idiots they were. "MAN!" Goku declared loudly, falling into the wall, laughing crazily, "That was SO great!" Vegeta looked over at the two men and shook his head. "What the hell? I thought you bakas were going to come back right after the movie was done!"

          Piccolo nodded, stumbling slightly and starting to explain. "Well, we were, but then we stopped for a few drinks on the way back." Goku chuckled and slapped a hand down on Piccolo's shoulder. "Yeah! And we met some fine women too! Haha! It was like, if Piccolo was a Jedi or whatever, he could have been saying, 'Hey! My light saber is growing! It's the force!'" Goku joked, making some gestures with his hands, pretending to be holding a light saber near his crotch.

          "Shut up man!" Piccolo blushed, hitting him in the side. "At least I don't have a wife through all of that!" Goku waved a hand at him and kept laughing. "Awww, it's not like we were doin' anything! Hey Veg! You want a cold one?" Vegeta grunted, just about having enough of listening to these hammered fools, and got up, walking towards the doorway.

          "I'm going for a walk. I'll be back later." With that, he slammed the door, nearly breaking it as he did so, and left into the brisk evening air. Piccolo raised an eyebrow as he watched the Saiyan Prince disappear out of sight. "Sheesh, what's he so pissy about?" He grumbled, turning back to Goku. Goku shrugged and threw himself down on the chesterfield, grabbing the remote control and flipping quickly through channels. "Who cares!? He'll be back."

          Vegeta scowled as he walked quickly along, not sure where he was going, or what he would do when he got there. He looked around at the beautiful night sky, rolling his eyes and kicking a rock off to the side. He stopped suddenly and sat down against a large tree, crossing his legs and holding his head.

          Go see her… You know you want to… Vegeta knitted his brow as he fought mentally with himself about going to see Bulma. What!? Why would I want to see her!? I'm above her! I don't need her!! He got up and dusted himself off looking off in the direction of Capsule Corp. "Well, I suppose I could at least apologize for kicking her pansy ass boyfriend in the nuts…" He muttered to himself as he headed towards the building.

          "I wonder if she's told her parents…" He thought quizzically out loud as he wandered down the lonely path. "I wonder if I'll even get in…" After a few more minutes of what seemed like endless walking, he finally arrived at the door to the Corporation. He considered knocking, but thought better of it and walked around the side. He stopped under and windowsill and floated up to it, knowing it was Bulma's. He froze still as he put his hands on the ledge and looked in.

          He frowned, guilt filling him as he saw the little Onna, her face buried in her pillow, sobbing fitfully. He furrowed his eyebrows and lifted a gloved hand, knocking carefully on the windowpane. Bulma looked up at the noise, her eyes going wide with surprise and anger as she saw him. She screamed and grabbed a stuffed animal off of the side of her bed, hucking it with fierce emotion and force at the window.

          Vegeta flinched slightly as the teddy bear impacted with perfect aim where it would have hit his face had there not been any glass in between. He let out a defeated sigh and banged on the window again. "Onna! Open up! I need to talk to you!"

          Bulma wiped her face quickly on one arm and got up opening the window. "What do you want!?" She demanded as he climbed in somewhat klutzily, knocking over her night table and embarrassedly picking it up and placing some items back on it. He looked intently at her alarm clock, playing with it in his hands and struggling for something to say.

          "So you come here, what, to ruin my night some more!? What do you want!? What are you trying to prove!?" She demanded, gripping the bottom of her shirt in her fists as she tried to stare him down. Vegeta gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his anger. But Bulma wasn't finished yet. "I asked you a question!!"

          "GRRRR...! I'M TRYING TO APOLOGIZE YOU STUPID WHORE!" He screamed, throwing the alarm clock at the wall and smashing it to pieces. Bulma screeched and ducked down as some springs flew this way and that across the room. She was about to start bitching him out again for calling her a whore when she realized what he had said.

          "YOU- you what?" She stammered as Vegeta calmed himself and looked down blankly at the ground. "I came to apologize for wrecking your stupid date with your stupid boyfriend and stupid kicking him…" He managed to mumble out as he fiddled with his belt. Bulma cocked her head to the side and looked questioningly at him.

          "Really? You came to apologize?" She asked slowly, dropping her arms to her sides and relaxing her tensed muscles a bit. Vegeta nodded and turned curtly towards the window. "Yes, and I did, so I guess I'll go now." He stated, and began to climb outside.           

          "Wait!" Bulma called, reaching out a hand to stop him. He turned and raised an eyebrow at her; waiting for whatever reason she had halted his progress. She blushed and shrugged, gesturing behind her to the door. "Well, Chi Chi and my parents went to bed just a while ago, and little Gohan's been asleep for quite some time now, so, do you maybe want to, watch a movie or something like that?"

          Vegeta smiled cynically. "I thought you hated me." He mused, "That you never wanted to see me again." Bulma let out a tried breath and put her hands on her hips. "Well maybe I'm the kind of person who likes to forgive people." She offered, looking at him seriously. Vegeta broke down into a fit of snickering.

          "Or the kind of person who's really horny and still hoping to get some despite her boyfriend becoming 'unable to perform.'" He joked, grinning wickedly at her. Bulma gasped, appalled, and smacked him across the face hard. "You are so, so- Unbelievable!!" She hollered, pulling angrily at her hair. Vegeta smirked and flexed an arm.

          "Yes, I know I'm impressive." He decided, studying his figure in her mirror. Bulma let out a huffy breath and grabbed a pillow, proceeding to begin beating him upside the head with it. "Damn it Woman!" He yelled, grabbing it as she continued her assault and wrestling it away from her. She charged at him and he chuckled as he put his hand out and stopped her. "You're pathetic!" He declared, pushing her backwards onto the bed.

          "I am NOT!" She screamed, kicking a leg out and catching one of his. Vegeta, taken much by surprise, fell down onto the bed with her and rolled on top, pinning her arms down. "Now what are you going to do, HUH!?" He demanded, his eyes widening as he noticed something. Bulma's leg was in a perfect position to knee him somewhere…

          "Well," Bulma grinned, "I could always get you back for what you did to Yamcha if you don't let go of me…" Vegeta instantly let go of her arms and rolled over to the side. Bulma sat up and put her hands on her hips. "That's better." She decided as he gave her an angry glare. "Now, do you want to watch a movie or not? If you can come all the way out here to apologize, then I guess I can at least handle being nice enough to let you stay a while."

          "Fine, let's watch a movie, I don't care." He grumbled, getting up and waiting for her to lead the way. But he thought better of it and pushed her into the wall so he could get out the door first. Bulma retaliated by running up behind him and giving him a swift kick in the ass. After a bit more scuffling, they finally made it into the living room where Bulma poked around through their assortment of movies.

          "Oh! Let's watch Gladiator!" She decided suddenly, pulling the cassette out of its case and popping it into the VCR. Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

          "Because Russell Crowe is such a hottie in this!" She grinned, sitting down on the couch beside him. Vegeta grunted. "Stupid Woman…" Bulma just laughed. "Oh shut up. Besides, you'll like it too. There's lots of killing and violence and such." Vegeta smirked and pulled up the leg recliner, nodding in satisfaction. The movie started, and it wasn't long before he started to notice that every time something loud or aggressive happened in the movie, Bulma would shift over a bit closer to him.

          "Oh… This part is so sad." She moaned, teary eyed at one point during the film. Vegeta hadn't been paying much attention to the story line, so he didn't really know what she was getting all choked up over. He turned over as she brushed up against his arm and watched her for a moment.

          She's so beautiful… Damn her! He frowned, his eye twitching slightly. She looked up and noticed him watching her, shifting her weight and turning to him. "What is it?" She asked curiously. Vegeta shook his head and turned a bit red, pretending to concentrate once again on the TV.

          "Nothing. Just thinking about stuff." He explained, clearing his throat. Bulma shifted a little closer to him. "What kind of stuff?" Vegeta frowned as he noticed she had pretty much closed the distance between them.

          "Just, stuff…" He muttered quietly, as he found himself suddenly starting to sweat.