Ease My Pain
…Chapter 7
**Okay, people I'm so very sorry for not updating sooner. Hey, but you try to maintain a baby, schoolwork, a new website, three incomplete fics, and a half decent social life. It's not easy. I know I put all those things on myself but I'm sure that if I didn't have them I'd update everyday. Reviews and death threats are welcome ;)**
"What a great day." Bulma said sarcastically. Her and Chi-Chi were sitting in front of the window at Chi-Chi's house sipping on tea. The weather had taken a sudden turn for the worst and it ruined their planned activities. Instead of a beautiful outside picnic, everyone was crowded at Chi-Chi's small cottage while it stormed outside.
Bulma sighed for the fourth time in the last few minutes. "What do we do now?"
"I wish I knew Bulma. I'm so sorry the day turned out like this. Can't we just move it tomorrow?"
"No, I'm afraid not. The big meeting is the day after tomorrow so I'm going spend all day tomorrow relaxing my nerves."
"That sounds soothing. I'm going to have to spend the day with these three spoiled sayjins."
Bulma giggled. She was relieved that there was always someone to satisfy Vegeta…most of the time.
"Well we shouldn't just sit here. We can still eat."
Bulma nodded and pointed towards the Z fighters. "I don't think we have a choice. I'll go get the food."
Bulma put her raincoat on and headed out the door, unaware that someone was following her.
Bulma grabbed the capsules from her jet and took off back towards the house. Right when she was going to reach the door a huge wave of dirty rainwater hit her right side.
Bulma looked at herself then looked to the side.
"Gotcha."
"Goku, you idiot! Now look what you've done! I'm soaked!" Even though she was trying to sound angry, she couldn't help but smile at Goku's innocent grin. He still acted like a child. Suddenly, Bulma caught site of the flowerpot beside her that was filled with water. She smirked evilly then grabbed it and threw it at Goku.
Goku stood there dumbfounded for a moment then put his hand behind and smiled.
"Wow Bulma your good! You haven't changed a bit."
Bulma laughed with recognition. When they were kids they always used to play little games and no matter how strong Goku was she would always win. Bulma suddenly felt young again. She couldn't remember the last time she had fun and this was the perfect time to revive those perfect moments. She scooped up a handful of mud, balled into a sphere, and then threw it. Goku was too stunned to even move. Bulma was always scared to get dirty so he just stood there with his head cocked to the side as it hit him right in his hair. She covered her mouth with her hands and began laughing.
"Wow, Goku. Now you've had three different colors of hair. Black, blonde, and now brown."
Goku laughed. "Well I guess you're right. Now it's you're turn."
Bulma ran when she saw him pick up a handful of mud. She ran as fast as she could but she stopped when she didn't hear anybody behind her. She turned around and found that he disappeared.
"Damn those Saiyjins' super speed." Bulma said as she turned around. She gasped when Goku rubbed his muddy hand in her hair.
"Would you just look at those two? They're acting like little kids." Chi- Chi said.
"You're not jealous are you Chi-Chi." Krillin asked evilly.
"Of course not, Krillin. They've been friends since before I even knew Goku."
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
Vegeta heard their little conversation and looked out a near-by window. He couldn't believe his eyes. His mate and his archenemy were rolling around in the dirty mud together. He felt a surge of jealousy throughout his body. He growled and sat down roughly. The woman was always complaining about how un-romantic he was and there she was flirting with his worst enemy. But he wasn't going to confront her about it. She would just get depressed and it would just end up as an endless cycle.
A few moments later he heard the door open and the sound of laughing. He grunted as he saw them both wet and dirty…and happy. Damn earthlings. He looked up as he saw Bulma walking towards him.
"Hey Vegeta, where have you been?"
"The question is where have you been, woman. You look and smell disgusting."
Bulma's smile faded. "Well excuse me for having a little fun."
Vegeta stood up. "You're excused. Now leave."
She looked up at him angrily. "What's your problem, Vegeta?"
He just looked at her disgustingly and walked towards the door.
"Vegeta! Where are you going?"
"Away from here."
Bulma sighed as he walked out the door and took off into the air. She thought it was going to be a good day. But unfortunately, she was wrong.
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**I'm so sorry this is so short. But I really wasn't planning on stopping here, I SWEAR!! Please don't get mad. I'll have the next chapter up soon. I know I'm a bad author but please have sympathy.**
Next Chapter: Meeting Cancelled?!?!?!?
~Princess~
…Chapter 7
**Okay, people I'm so very sorry for not updating sooner. Hey, but you try to maintain a baby, schoolwork, a new website, three incomplete fics, and a half decent social life. It's not easy. I know I put all those things on myself but I'm sure that if I didn't have them I'd update everyday. Reviews and death threats are welcome ;)**
"What a great day." Bulma said sarcastically. Her and Chi-Chi were sitting in front of the window at Chi-Chi's house sipping on tea. The weather had taken a sudden turn for the worst and it ruined their planned activities. Instead of a beautiful outside picnic, everyone was crowded at Chi-Chi's small cottage while it stormed outside.
Bulma sighed for the fourth time in the last few minutes. "What do we do now?"
"I wish I knew Bulma. I'm so sorry the day turned out like this. Can't we just move it tomorrow?"
"No, I'm afraid not. The big meeting is the day after tomorrow so I'm going spend all day tomorrow relaxing my nerves."
"That sounds soothing. I'm going to have to spend the day with these three spoiled sayjins."
Bulma giggled. She was relieved that there was always someone to satisfy Vegeta…most of the time.
"Well we shouldn't just sit here. We can still eat."
Bulma nodded and pointed towards the Z fighters. "I don't think we have a choice. I'll go get the food."
Bulma put her raincoat on and headed out the door, unaware that someone was following her.
Bulma grabbed the capsules from her jet and took off back towards the house. Right when she was going to reach the door a huge wave of dirty rainwater hit her right side.
Bulma looked at herself then looked to the side.
"Gotcha."
"Goku, you idiot! Now look what you've done! I'm soaked!" Even though she was trying to sound angry, she couldn't help but smile at Goku's innocent grin. He still acted like a child. Suddenly, Bulma caught site of the flowerpot beside her that was filled with water. She smirked evilly then grabbed it and threw it at Goku.
Goku stood there dumbfounded for a moment then put his hand behind and smiled.
"Wow Bulma your good! You haven't changed a bit."
Bulma laughed with recognition. When they were kids they always used to play little games and no matter how strong Goku was she would always win. Bulma suddenly felt young again. She couldn't remember the last time she had fun and this was the perfect time to revive those perfect moments. She scooped up a handful of mud, balled into a sphere, and then threw it. Goku was too stunned to even move. Bulma was always scared to get dirty so he just stood there with his head cocked to the side as it hit him right in his hair. She covered her mouth with her hands and began laughing.
"Wow, Goku. Now you've had three different colors of hair. Black, blonde, and now brown."
Goku laughed. "Well I guess you're right. Now it's you're turn."
Bulma ran when she saw him pick up a handful of mud. She ran as fast as she could but she stopped when she didn't hear anybody behind her. She turned around and found that he disappeared.
"Damn those Saiyjins' super speed." Bulma said as she turned around. She gasped when Goku rubbed his muddy hand in her hair.
"Would you just look at those two? They're acting like little kids." Chi- Chi said.
"You're not jealous are you Chi-Chi." Krillin asked evilly.
"Of course not, Krillin. They've been friends since before I even knew Goku."
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
Vegeta heard their little conversation and looked out a near-by window. He couldn't believe his eyes. His mate and his archenemy were rolling around in the dirty mud together. He felt a surge of jealousy throughout his body. He growled and sat down roughly. The woman was always complaining about how un-romantic he was and there she was flirting with his worst enemy. But he wasn't going to confront her about it. She would just get depressed and it would just end up as an endless cycle.
A few moments later he heard the door open and the sound of laughing. He grunted as he saw them both wet and dirty…and happy. Damn earthlings. He looked up as he saw Bulma walking towards him.
"Hey Vegeta, where have you been?"
"The question is where have you been, woman. You look and smell disgusting."
Bulma's smile faded. "Well excuse me for having a little fun."
Vegeta stood up. "You're excused. Now leave."
She looked up at him angrily. "What's your problem, Vegeta?"
He just looked at her disgustingly and walked towards the door.
"Vegeta! Where are you going?"
"Away from here."
Bulma sighed as he walked out the door and took off into the air. She thought it was going to be a good day. But unfortunately, she was wrong.
*~*~*~*~*~*
**I'm so sorry this is so short. But I really wasn't planning on stopping here, I SWEAR!! Please don't get mad. I'll have the next chapter up soon. I know I'm a bad author but please have sympathy.**
Next Chapter: Meeting Cancelled?!?!?!?
~Princess~