A/N: Okay People we are jumping to the week before the prom, and I'll tell you know everything is going to happen at the prom, its the climax of the story! Okay so read on to this!!!!

Envy, Jealousy and Danger

* Six Months Later *

The Week Before Prom

Marron growled as she checked her watch, Vegeta was late. Marron sighed as she paced back and forth. She had asked Vegeta to come and meet her underneath a stairwell during history to talk. She had hoped that he wouldn't blow her off, she honestly had something to say this time, no whining, no bitching, just one ultimatum. This was her last ditch effort, either he would break up with Bulma and take her to the prom or she would tell him about the bet that she had kept her mouth shut about for over six months.

" Hey Beautiful." A deep voice said, causing her to spin around quickly in shock. Chad stood before her with his arms crossed and a small grin on his face. " What are you doing hanging out in a stairwell during class?"

" Go away Chad, I'm waiting for someone." Marron said in an annoyed tone. She knew that this was Bulma's ex, and she could see why he was her ex. He had this creepy allure but at the same time stalker tendencies.

" I'd say you'd be waiting for that prick of an ex right?"

" How did you know that?" Marron asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

" That's not important." Chad told her quickly. " What is important is that I get Bulma back."

" What is with everyone wanting the little slut?" Marron asked, sitting down on a step.

" Unlike Vegeta I made Bulma what she is now. She'd be a total outcast if it wasn't for me."

" Newsflash asshole she is an outcast!" Marron hissed.

" Aw Marron don't get pissed just because she took your place." Chad told her, looming over her.

" SHE DID NOT TAKE MY PLACE!" Marron yelled, standing up, fists clenched. " VEGETA WANTED ME! THE ONLY REASON HE EVER WENT AFTER HER WAS FOR A STUPID BET!"

" Hmm is that right?" Chad asked smoothly.

" YES! HE HAD A BET WITH YAMCHA WHO WOULD FUCK HER FIRST! THAT'S THE ONLY REASON WHY HE EVEN GOT INVOLVED WITH HER!" Marron yelled, her voice being over taken with a sob.

" Well then you could always go a round with me and we could just see who makes who jealous." Chad said, putting his arm around Marron's waist. Marron pulled away quickly from his grasp.

" Ugh! Dream on." Marron spat, walking into the hallway. Chad smiled as he watched her retreating form, his mind wandering back to Bulma.

" I have you now my ice princess."

Bulma sighed in relief as the bell that signaled the end of fourth period rang, releasing her from the grips of her evil science teacher. It wasn't enough that Bulma already had surpassed even the knowledge of the teachers but now the school had to insult her intelligence and make her go through the highest honors course, which was even easier than some of the work that the regular cp class did. She quickly made her way to her locker, not wanting to be late to her next class. When Bulma made it to her locker, Jenny waited for her in tears.

" Oh Bulma! What am I gonna do?!" Jenny wailed as she collapsed into her.

" Whoa Jenny hold up, what's wrong?" Bulma asked, pulling Jenny away from her.
" Chad just told me that we were over and that he wasn't gonna take me to the prom!" Jenny cried.

" What?! Oh Jenny I'm so sorry...I told you to be careful. Jenny go down to the guidance office and go home, you look a mess." Bulma said, leaving Jenny and walking to Chad's locker. He was talking to some girl, his back to his open locker. Bulma strode up to his back and slammed the locker shut gaining his attention. He whirled around with a not so surprised look on his face and a grin that told that he was up to murder.

" Chad. What the hell are you doing to Jenny? You mess with her and then break her heart! Stay the hell away from her." Bulma yelled.

" Oh my little Ice Princess, I only told her that I wasn't going to the prom with her...In fact I was thinking about asking you." Chad said, placing his hand on her hip.

" Yeah Chad, I'll go to the prom with you when hell freeze over." Bulma hissed, throwing his hands off her. " Besides the fact that I wouldn't go with you if you were the last guy on this earth, you already know I have a date."
" Well not for much longer." Chad said smoothly. " Oh yes and speaking of Vegeta..." Bulma snorted as she felt Vegeta's hands slide around her waist.

" Did I not tell you to stay the hell away from my girlfriend the last time we met Chad?" Vegeta said in a low voice.

" She's not yours for much longer Vegeta." Chad taunted. " You see Bulma it seems Vegeta is a big gambler. He made a bet with that dumb ass jock Yamcha that he could get you into bed before he would for five hundred dollars." Bulma's heart dropped through her stomach as tears rushed to her eyes. She broke away from Vegeta suddenly, whirling around to meet his gaze.

" Is this true?" Bulma asked.

" Bulma..." Vegeta growled, placing his arm around her waist. Bulma's tears slid down her cheeks as she glared at him the best she could. He had used her name...which meant he was desperate.

" So my little princess you wanna go to the prom." Chad asked, grabbing her arm and turning her around to meet his gaze.

" You really thought you could get me back this way? Tell me Chad are you that deluded that you would think that I would want to go back to you when all you did was hit me when I didn't put out?! I'm threw with your games and you!" Bulma screamed at him as she punched him in the jaw hard, hard enough to force him back a few steps. Quickly she whirled around to Vegeta and looked at him in a disgusted way.
" And you...Is that really all i was to you? A freaking bet to you! I could see trying to screw me but did you really think that you needed to date me and make your friends like me to win a fucking bet! God I hope you go back to Marron, you two deserve each other!" Bulma yelled as she ripped off the necklace he gave her and threw it at him.

" Woman! I-" He growled grabbing for her arm. Bulma whirled around quickly and slapped him fiercely.

" Don't. You. Ever. Touch. Me. Again!" Bulma yelled as she held back her tears and headed for the nearest exit to the parking lot.

Vegeta's stomach turned as he watched her walked out the door to the rear parking lot. He'd lost her.

" So Vegeta how does it feel?" Chad asked, fingering his swollen lip.

" I'd ask you the same question." Vegeta retorted, nearing Chad with a deadly glint in his eye. " How long has it been since we fought? Two, three years?"

" You think your even a worthy match for me?" Chad asked, not back away from him.

" Oh I know I am. How much of a worthy match can you be if you only beat women? And since you beat mine, you aren't going to be going to the prom with anyone, just the morgue." Vegeta snarled, throwing a punch that connected with his jaw. Chad stumbled back a few steps before Vegeta grabbed him and punched him again in the stomach. He gasped desperately for air as he fell to the ground only to be kicked again in the ribs, breaking several of them.

" VEGETA!" Mrs. Smith yelled, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him away. " Principals office now young man! You'll be lucky if you don't get suspended for this!"

Bulma sat in her car in the parking lot, her head down on the steering wheel crying. She was only a bet to him. She could have seen him maybe going after her, but why did he have to ask her to the prom?

In the beginning she had hated him, but the day she gave him a ride she had begun to like him...at least as friends. Then on the skiing trip she started to like him even more...and from the time that they had first started dating until that day, she had loved him. But she didn't mean anything to him....just five hundred dollars.

" Bulma..." Chichi said, knocking on her car window. Bulma unlocked the car door and signaled for Chichi to get in.

" What do you want?" Bulma asked, not looking at Chichi.

" What's wrong Bulma? Why are you out here? If you leave one more time you know you'll get in school suspension and then-"

" Oh knock it off Chichi! I broke up with Vegeta and I know all about the bet."

" What bet?" Chichi asked, her confusion apparent.

" The five hundred dollar bet that Yamcha had with Vegeta to see who could get me in bed first!"

" What?" Chichi asked softly. " Vegeta cares about you Bulma."

" No he doesn't. All he cares about is money." Bulma sniffled.

" No Bulma he cares about you." Chichi insisted, putting her hand on Bulma's shoulder. " I've seen the way he looked at you and in the two years he dated Marron, I never saw him look at her that way."

" He doesn't car-"
" Then why did he beat up Chad? Hmm? He's in the office right now probably facing suspension because he cares so damn much about your welfare! How do you explain that? How Bulma?" Chichi asked her.

" I can't." Bulma said softly, lifting her head from the steering wheel.

" Okay you know what its 10:30 now, So lets just go." Chichi sighed breathlessly.

" Where?" Bulma asked, giving Chichi and astonished look. Chichi was notoriously known as the good girl, she didn't cut class and she certainly didn't skip school.

" The star mall, were going shopping for the prom."

Vegeta entered lunch that day with a deep scowl on his face and a deadly glint in his eye. He didn't even glance at his friends as she sat down and began to eat his lunch. Krillin, Yamcha and Goku stared at him in shock as he sat silently eating. Vegeta was well known to have a bad temperament, but he was just down right pissed off now.

" Um. Hi Vegeta." Goku said finally, breaking the silence. " Where is Bulma, Chichi and 18?" Vegeta's eyes shot up to meet Goku's stare at the mention of Bulma's name.

" 18's not here and I could care less where your bitch of a girlfriend is." Vegeta growled in displeasure.

" Yeah well what about your girlfriend?" Krillin asked.

" You mean my ex-girlfriend?" Vegeta snorted. " She left."

" Why did you two break up and why did she leave?" Goku asked, completely baffled at this revelation.

" She found out about a bet I had with that weakling." Vegeta hissed, glaring death at Yamcha.

Goku stared in disgust at Vegeta. " What bet?"

" What the hell are you fucking bitching about? You won the damn bet when you screwed the whore on thanksgiving vacation." Yamcha protested.

" First off you dumb fuck I didn't screw her on vacation, and second off if you ever call her a whore again I'll kill you." Vegeta threatened, standing up.

" You mean you fucking screwed me over?! I want my damn money back then!" Yamcha yelled, standing and looming over Vegeta.

" Whoa guys stop! Yamcha you shouldn't call Bulma a slut and Vegeta don't you think you've gotten into enough trouble with Chad today?" Goku said, trying to reason with the two. " Sit Vegeta." Vegeta glared at Goku before sitting down against his will. He knew that he could beat up many people, but Goku was not one of them.

" Vegeta, your such an asshole. How could you do this to Bulma?" Krillin said in anger. " You never even cared about her at all."

" Not that its any of your damn business shorty but if you think about it, if I supposedly screwed her and got my money why the hell would I date her?" Vegeta spat hatefully. " I even fucking beat that asshole ex of hers up for telling her about the bet. Not to mention kicking his ass for all the shit he's tried to pull on her. I've got fucking in school suspension on Monday now! "

" Vegeta would you just shut the hell up. You screwed over Bulma regardless of what you felt for her! She deserves better than that." Krillin hissed in anger, getting up from the table. " I'm out of here." Yamcha rose suddenly from his seat and followed Krillin's example.

" I have a question Vegeta, and as your friend I want you to give me the truth. Did you only date Bulma to try to get her into bed?" Goku asked seriously.

" No."

" Do you care about her?"

" What the hell do you think Kakarott?!"

" Just answer the question."

" I...care for her..." Vegeta began, his own pride not allowing him to say more.

" Do you love her?" Goku asked quickly, hoping Vegeta would answer the question. Vegeta rolled his eyes at the question and clenched his teeth together.

" Yes."

" Why are we shopping for the prom?" Bulma asked, her voice low and depressive.

" Because its less than a week away?" Chichi reasoned.

" But I don't have a date...Hell I don't even have a boyfriend." Bulma cried, tears forming in her eyes.

" Oh Bulma, Bulma, Bulma, what if you could get back together with him? What if he went back out with you...would that prove that he loved you?"
" I don't know Chichi I really don't want to talk about it." Bulma sighed.

" Okay." Chichi agreed

"Oh! I love this dress!" Bulma gasped, pulling a long slinky black dress of the rack.

" Bulma! Its gorgeous! You so have to try it on!" Chichi pushed, as she pulled a royal blue gown off the rack. " Ohh! I've never worn this color blue before! I think I'm gonna try this one on!"

" Okay well then I'll go with you to try this one on too. I think I might have a winner for prom dress...now if i can only find a last minute date." Bulma sighed, trying to be positive as she followed Chichi into the dressing rooms.

" Okay, what do you think?" Bulma asked Chichi, as she looked herself over in the mirror. The black dress was a halter type dress that was backless and hung nicely on her. The dress clung to every curve she possessed and, for once, didn't clash with her aqua colored hair.

" Oh Bulma it looks so good on you!" Chichi gasped. Bulma smiled at Chichi before noticing her dress. The strappy royal blue gown was long and accentuated her curves nicely and showing off her flat stomach.

" You think so? Should I buy it?" She asked.
" Definitely. I know I'm buying this dress. I don't know why...I mean I don't have a date..." Bulma trailed off.

" Oh Bulma c'mon! Just buy the dress! You'll find a date!" Chichi encouraged.

" Okay, Okay." Bulma agreed, heading back into the dressing room.

When Bulma and Chichi emerged from the mall twenty minutes later both girls were carrying two bags each. Each had bought the dress's they had found in the mall and shoes.

" Hey I have an idea." Chichi said, as Bulma unlocked her car. Carefully she placed the two bags in the trunk before glancing at Chichi who did the same. Bulma slammed the door shut and quickly got in the car.

" What?"

" Well 18 skipped school today and Seri Medina is throwing a party tonight so why don't we go over to her house then to the party? " I mean I know that she was planning on going and so was 17-"

" 17?" Bulma asked in confusion.

" Yeah 17 is 18's twin brother. Haven't you ever met him? There are a lot alike...He's got her eyes, longer dark brown hair.."

" Oh! I've seen him around before. He's her brother?"

" Yep. So do you wanna go or not?"
" I'm not in the mood, but I'll go. Let's go by my house first so I can change." Bulma suggested as she turned the car engine on.

" What the hell I could use a good party."

Vegeta almost sighed in relief as the last bell of the day rang, signaling the end to the worst day of his life. He walked quickly to his locker in an attempt to get out of the school faster. He stormed past Yamcha's locker, shooting him a glare as he quickly got to his own. Goku was at his locker too when Vegeta got to his, throwing it open.

" Hiya Vegeta. You seem in a bad mood." Goku said observantly.
" Shut up." Vegeta growled as he threw his back pack in his locker and grabbed his keys. He quickly slammed the door to his locker and began to walk out.

" Are you going to Seri Medina's party tonight?" Goku asked, following him out the door to the parking lot.

" That whore? Hell no!" Vegeta yelled.

" But Bulma is probably gonna go if 18 and Chichi do."

" She doesn't want to see me Kakarott." Vegeta growled lowly.

" Vegeta! This is your chance to explain things to her, don't be an ass and throw it away!" Goku yelled as he reached Vegeta's car. Vegeta turned around and crossed his arms and glared at Goku in anger. " Just go to the damn party Vegeta!"

" Only if you go as well." Vegeta told him. Goku smiled and nodded his head quickly.

" I'll meet you there at seven." Goku said as he headed off to his car.