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~*I had no choice but to hear you*~

The alarm rang at precisely 6:15 the next morning, and a rather groggy Goku reached his hand over and smacked it clear across the room, causing Bulma to shoot to her feet in surprise. She glanced around the room, a bit dazed at first, before noticing Goku snoring away in the bed, and her brand new alarm clock smashed against the wall. She crossed her arms angrily, a trait that she had picked up from an ex-boyfriend of hers, (hehe, can ya guess who that is?) before a devious smirk crossed her features. She gave a war-cry, and dove back into the bed, head first, landing rather unceremoniously atop Goku. He grunted lightly, before flipping her around so she rested beneath him, and cracking one eye open slightly.

"You know, that MIGHT have been a good one, but you're too noisy." Goku said with a laugh, before he noticed his current position, and the fact that her shirt had been pulled up a bit when he rolled, exposing just enough of her stomach to make him turn a bright red.

"Goku! Ya big oaf! Get off me! You're not exactly the lightest person in the world, ya know." She screamed to him, before managing to free her hands from his grip on them, and swatting him on the back of his head.

"OW! Jeez, what was that for?" He asked her, before rolling off of her quickly, and covering his head with a pillow.

~*You stated your case, time and again*~

"For squishing me, you ass! Now, get up, or we're never gonna make it to school on time, and if I get detention, my parent's will KILL me, and if they kill me, I'll make DAMN sure to take you with me, now MOVE." She told him, before hopping from the bed, and walking to her closet to pick out her clothes for the day. She finally settled on a pair of faded flair blue jeans, and a tight white t-shirt with a keyhole in the front to show off a bit of her cleavage. She ran into the bathroom at that point, but not before calling once more to Goku to get his butt in gear.

She flipped on the water, and undressed quickly, stopping once to glance into the mirror, and frown at what she saw there. In her eyes, she was nothing but a scrawny 17 year old girl. But Yamcha had said she was beautiful. That was something even GOKU had never told her, and he was her best friend. Surely, if it had been true, he would've told her, right? She gave a sigh, and walked to the shower, and upon finding the water to be perfectly to her liking, hopped in and let the hot water wash some of the tension from her muscles. She must have been in there longer than she had thought, because soon, there came a loud, insistent banging at the door, accompanied by Goku's voice screaming to her. She jumped from the shower, and wrapped her towel around her quickly, before stalking to the door, and swinging it open, catching Goku mid knock, his mouth open to scream again. He looked down at her, and his mouth fell open a full 3 inches more, luckily for him though, Bulma was so absorbed in attempting to secure her towel, that she didn't notice, and by the time she looked up, Goku had... somewhat... composed himself.

~*I thought about it*~

"What the hell is wrong with you? Can't you see I'm attempting to shower here? Well, come on, spit it out, what's so important that you felt like you needed to interrupt me?" Bulma asked him, and placed both hand on her hips, causing the towel to slip a fraction more.

"Well, princess, if you must know, It's 7:10, we're supposed to be at school in less than an hour, and I haven't had a shower yet!" He half yelled, half choked the words out, making him sound like more of a frog than a man.

Bulma just looked at him for a moment, before grinning sheepishly, and muttering a quiet oops. she returned to the bathroom, and dressing quickly, not even bothering to take the time to blow-dry her hair. Goku took one look at her apparel, and ran into the bathroom, thankful to have finally managed to get away from her, for a few moments, at least. She looked at his retreating form, and rolled her eyes, before plopping down on her bed, and attempting to brush out her shoulder length hair. She finally managed to get rid of the tangles, and pulled it back into a clip, before hopping from the bed once more. She grabbed a tube of lip-gloss from her dresser, and ran it across her lips once, before shoving her books into her back-pack, and walking to the bathroom door.

~*You treat me like I'm a princess*~

"Goku! Come on! We can still get there on time, provided we leave like, 2 minutes ago!" She called to him. Much to her surprise, he emerged at that point, dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans, a black wife beater, and a pale blue dress shirt, which was left unbuttoned. Bulma had to look away quickly, to hide her quickly reddening cheeks from his view, but, she wasn't as successful as he had been. He debated for a moment whether to tease her about it, or just leave it be, but before he could decide, fate made the choice for him.

"Christ! Goku! It's 7:45! There's no way we'll make it on time!" Bulma exclaimed, before groaning aloud.

"Heh, BET me." Was his only reply, before grabbing his books and keys, and heading to the door, Bulma close behind him. She paused for a moment to lock the door, before running to the car, and hopping into the passenger's seat. Goku started the car, and zoomed out of the driveway quickly, his tires squealing as he made the sharp turn into the road that ran in front of Capsule Corp.

~*I'm not used to liking that*~

"Ok, lemme rephrase that, YES, I want to get to school on time, BUT, I also want to get there IN ONE PIECE!!" Bulma screeched at him, before reaching behind her and yanking at the seatbelt, desperately attempting to snap it into place before he made yet another sharp turn. She screamed aloud when he came to a rather abrupt stop, and was flung towards the dashboard at an alarming rate. Her hands went up to attempt to block the impact, and she waited for the painful blow... and waited...but it never came. She cracked her eyes open, and much to her surprise, she was merely inches from the dash. She glanced around to look at Goku, who at that moment was looking at her with a devious smirk on his face. It was then that she realized why she hadn't hit. Goku held tightly to the back of her shirt with one hand, the other still planted firmly on the steering wheel.

"Come on, ya didn't think I'd let you hit, did ya? Give me a little credit here. Now, make your seatbelt click so I can drive already." He said, before giving her a quick wink, and pulling her back up so she was sitting upright again.

~*You ask how my day was*~

"Ooh, just leave me alone, will ya?" She said aloud, before deciding to take his advice, and buckle her seatbelt. "That's it, from now on, I drive." She had meant to say it under her breath, but Goku cast her a look that let her know he'd heard her.

"If I didn't have to drive you, this never would've happened. Now, we're almost there. So, sit back, shut up, and hold on." He told her, before pressing the gas some more, sending them racing forward.

Bulma leaned down to pick up her books and paper from the floor where they had been scattered, and as she did so, she heard Goku swear loudly, before reaching down, and pulling her up by her hair.

"Well, heh, we almost made it to school. I do, however, think we're gonna be MAJORLY late." He said aloud, before there was a tap on his window, and Bulma finally understood what was happening.

"You have GOT to be kidding! I outta shoot you for this one. Ugh.. " She said, before turning her attention the policeman standing on the other side of Goku's door.

~*You've already won me over, in spite of me*~

"Can I see your license and registration please, sir?" He asked politely, and Goku handed his papers to him. "Ok, hang on just a few minutes, I'll be right back." He stated, before turning and walking back to his car.

"Well, mister smarty pants, at least you had enough sense to put insurance on the car. Maybe he'll just let us go now." Bulma said, before proceeding to place her scattered books back into her bag.

"Um, heh. Yeah, at least I had enough sense to put insurance on it.. heh heh heh." Goku stammered, his gaze turned toward the open window.

"Goku! PLEASE tell me you put insurance on the car! Christ...you didn't, did you?" Bulma asked, a shocked look on her face.

"Well, I've been meaning to! I just never got around to it! Maybe he won't ask about it...maybe we'll be lucky, and he'll just forget." Goku said, before catching a glimpse of the officer walking towards them again.

~*Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet*~

"OK sir, I just need to see proof of insurance now." He said politely.

"Well, I don't have insurance on it yet. I've been meaning to though, that counts for something, right?" He replied nervously. All of his hopes for being let off were extinguished, however, when he heard him radio for back up and a tow truck. Goku groaned aloud, before banging his head on the steering wheel. Earning him a weird look from Bulma. "Get your shit together, things are about to go VERY wrong." He told her, before gathering his personal things, and stuffing them into his backpack.

"Whaddya mean things are gonna go bad? Things CAN'T Go bad! I have to get to school! You have to get to school! Goku, TELL me you're joking!" She screamed. Goku winced sharply, and covered his ears.

"BULMA! Would you shut up for two seconds, PLEASE?!?" He hollered back, and he probably would have said more, had he not been interrupted by a tap on his shoulder.

~*Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are*~

"Ok, I'm going to have to ask you two to step out of the car for me. As I'm sure you both know, it's ILLEGAL to drive without at least liability insurance on your vehicle. This gentleman right here's going to take it to his lot, and when you come back and can show us proof that you've gotten insurance, then we'll give you back your car. Now, there's a 25 dollar charge for towing the car, and it costs an additional 10 dollars for every day we have to hold it. We can take you to the station, and you can call someone to come get you, if you like, or we can take you to a payphone, whichever you prefer, just let the officer in the car know, and he'll get you there." He told them, and though Goku had been prepared for it, he nearly broke into tears when he saw them tow away his precious car.

"Um, sir? We need to go to the High School, any chance you might be able to just drop us off there? We're late as it is, and my teachers are gonna kill me." Bulma pleaded.

~*I couldn't help it*~

"Nope. sorry, he told me to let you call someone, but I can't just drop you off anywhere. Hop in the back, and I'll take you to the station, but other than that, sorry." He told them. This time, it was Bulma who looked like she would cry. However, she did as she was told, and crawled into the back of the police car, leaving Goku to smirk at her rear as she crawled through to the other side. He saw the policeman look at him quizzically, and then smile, as if he understood perfectly. Goku merely winked to the man, and crawled in behind her, smiling the whole way.

"Goku. I've never been arrested, I've never been in a cop car, and to top it off, I've NEVER been in the BACK of a cop car. You, on the other hand, are right at home, aren't you? And would you quit smiling! Who may I ask are we supposed to call? My parents aren't home, and everyone's at school! Well, what're we supposed to do now?" Bulma cried frantically, before punching him in the arm as hard as she could.

"Aw, Bulma, stop... You know how ticklish I am!" He teased, before sticking his tongue out at her.

~*It's all your fault*~

The rest of the trip was relatively silent, with the exception with a few exaggerated sighs from Bulma, and the occasional snicker from the man next to her. When they got there, they sat puzzled for a moment as to who to call, before Bulma jumped quickly from her seat, and threw open a folder. She began tossing things every which way, before she finally found what she was looking for. A scrap of paper, only a few inches wide, that had obviously been torn from someone's notebook. Goku quirked an eyebrow at her, but she made no move to reply, just flicked him off quickly, and ran to the phone. He could hear her talking ecstatically to someone on the other end, before she thanked them, hung up, and bounced happily back to him, a large smile on her face.

"Well, once again, I've managed to get us out of the mess that YOU got us in to. What was that? Did I hear a Thank you Bulma?" She remarked, placing her hand to her ear, as if listening for him to tell her thanks.

"Thank You Bulma." He muttered, his eyes dropping from her to the floor. "There, now that that's outta the way, who DID you call?" He asked her, his brow knitted in confusion.

~*Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole*~

"Heh, you'll just have to wait until they get here. It shouldn't take em long, they don't have to come from too far away." She said happily, before walking to the candy machine, popping in a quarter, and removing the gumball it gave her.

"So, gimme a hint, is it someone I know? Ok, stupid question, I know EVERYONE you know. Hmm... ok, guy or girl?" he asked.

"Gosh, you're so impatient. But, it's a guy, and yes, of course you know him." She replied, before plopping down into the hard plastic chair beside him.

"Um...Krillin? nah, Krillin's at school... Just like everyone else we know. Come on, just tell me!" He told her, and puckered his lips when she started to laugh at him. She went to make a comment to him, but just then, she heard a familiar voice call her name, and she smiled again, before running to the person, and planting a kiss on their cheek. Goku merely stood there for a moment, trying to process the situation, when suddenly he let out a low growl.

"Yamcha..."

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~*You're so much braver than I gave you credit for*~

"So, to make a long story short, Yamcha gave me his phone number yesterday, and he told me he wouldn't be at school until sometime after 3rd period, because he had something to do. I'm just lucky I remembered that. Other wise, we woulda been stuck there until after school let out. Goku? Goku! Are you even listening to me? Ugh! I swear, you're impossible sometimes!" She explained, before quickly becoming annoyed that he was still staring blankly out the window in the backseat.

"Huh? Sorry Bul... I really didn't mean to cause all this trouble. And uh, sorry you had to come get us, Yamcha." Goku replied, his eyes never leaving the window.

"Oh, hey, no prob. this just gives me an excuse to see Bulma sooner, anyway." He replied with a smile. Goku felt as though someone had kicked him in the stomach at that remark. But, the real blow came when he saw Bulma blush and look away at the comment.

~*That's not lip service*~

"Ok guys, we're here. I'll catch up with you later. I've still got a few things to do. And Bulma, whatcha say I meet you in the Cafeteria? We can eat together or something." Yamcha said with a confident smile.

Bulma looked confused for a moment, and glanced to Goku for reassurance that it was ok to eat with someone else. Upon getting none, her face saddened, and she opened her mouth to say no, only to be cut off by Goku.

"Why don't you just come over and chill at our table, I mean, there's plenty of room, and that way, everyone's happy." Goku found himself speaking, even though he didn't want to.

"Ok, sounds like a plan to me. Catch ya there Bulma." He told her, before sending her a wink, and driving off.

"Thanks Goku. I know you don't like Yamcha too much, but PLEASE don't keep up this protective older brother thing much longer. I mean, I really like him. Humor me on this one, ok?" Bulma pleaded, before placing a small hand on his muscular arms. Goku, who had been looking at the ground, shot his head up when he heard the part about acting like her brother.

~*You are the bearer of unconditional things*~

*Protective older brother? Is that what she thinks I'm doing? Well, now, that's just PERFECT." He said to himself, before forcing a smile onto his face, and walking up the stairs toward the school.

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Bulma sat in English class, tapping her pencil absentmindedly against her forehead. Her first period teacher had been...less than happy when she'd walked into class just as the bell rang, but after an explanation, she calmed down a bit, and shooed Bulma away, just as Goku walked in. Bulma stuck her tongue out at him as she walked past, and he returned the gesture, before she exited the room again, on her way to second period, which is where we left off. Her work was finished, of course, so she doodled a bit on a slip of paper. The bell rang suddenly, startling the wits out of her, and she gathered her books quietly. She ran to the door, only to be tripped as she walked through, falling to her knees with a large thud.

"Goku, you ass! I coulda hit my head or something!" She screamed at him, attracting quite a bit of attention from the other students.

~*You held your breath and the door for me*~

"Well, watch where you're going next time." He chided, before reaching over, and helping her retrieve the books that had been scattered when she fell.

"What do you want, anyway?" She asked back, once she had grabbed her things and composed herself again.

"Just thought you might want some company walking to shop, that's all." He replied, trying to sound as innocent as possible, but the smirk on his face gave him away.

"Uh huh, I bet. Well, since you're here, let's go. And please, hurry, I don't need to be late to another class today." She said, before walking to her locker, throwing her math book in, and grabbing her notebook for shop. Goku threw in his English book, and grabbed a notebook too, before they set back off down the hall.

~*Thanks for your patience*~

"So, I'm being too protective, huh?" Goku asked finally, breaking the silence that had descended on them.

"Well, not necessarily too protective...it's just...I mean.. Do you think I'm gonna stay single forever? No, that's not the case, cause you're the one that hooked me up with Vegeta. And he was ten times worse than Yamcha! Well, ok, he wasn't THAT bad, but... I dunno, I guess we just didn't click or something.. anyway, we're not talking about Vegeta, we're talking about Yamcha. What's so bad about him anyway? I mean, you date all the time, and I never say anything. Why should it be any different? I guess.. I just wish you two would get along, that's all. And I mean, I'm not even saying we're gonna go out or anything.. but if we did, it would be a date, Goku. I mean, it's not like I'd sleep with him or something." Bulma explained to him.

Goku visibly winced when she'd mentioned sleeping with Yamcha. Her virginity was something Bulma prided herself on, and Goku had a lot of respect for her on that. Just the thought of her sleeping with him made him angry. Hell...it made him downright furious.

~*You're the best listener that I've ever met*~

"Um, Goku? You ok? You don't look so good? Did I say something wrong?" She asked, a worried expression on her face.

"Huh? no, I guess I didn't sleep too well last night. You really need a new bed, you know that?" He asked her aloud, which earned her a few dirty looks from the girls around her.

"Goku, you REALLY need to find a better way to word that, or all your little girlfriends are gonna end up jumping me after school." She laughed. He joined in after a moment once he noticed some of the looks she was getting.

"Well, I can't help it if your side of the bed is a lot more comfortable than mine! After all, your side is broken in, I hardly EVER get to sleep when I'm at your house." He said with a smirk as he watched the girls' looks go from murderous to downright blood thirsty.

"GOKU! I'm going to kill you, you realize that, right? Now, RUN...FAST!" She told him, and he did, but soon, she was hot on his heels, and she probably would've caught him, too, except for the fact that he swung into the shop room door, so she had to stop running and enter the room herself, visibly out of breath.

~*You're my best friend*~

Bulma sat down in her seat, just as the bell rang. She cast one more dirty look at Goku, who for once was looking at her instead of the girl next to him. This in itself was a shock to Bulma, but then she thought about how he had been acting, and it all seemed to click in to place. She covered her mouth with her hand, trying her hardest to hide her shocked expression.

*Goku...likes...me? No way! That's impossible... isn't it? I mean.. we've been friends forever. There's NO way he's crushing on me now... although, that WOULD explain the way he's been acting toward Yamcha. Hmm.. maybe I outta have a little talk with Krillin later...yeah, if Goku's ever said ANYTHING about me, then he'll know. Not that Goku liking me would be a bad thing...* She was shaken from her reverie by something popping her in the back of the head. She sat there for a moment, debating on whether or not to turn around, and finally decided against it. After all, it was only Goku, of that she was certain, and facing him was one thing she was NOT up to at the moment. She went back to thinking about Goku, and continued that way, until finally the bell rang, and she bolted out the door, not even waiting for Goku to catch up with her, much to his surprise. She ran down the hall as fast as she could, stopping only when she came to the cafeteria. She walked to the table quickly, and slammed her books down, making Krillin jump at the shapr noise they made.

~*Best friend with benefits*~

"Ok, short man, we need to talk, and NOW." She said, before taking a deep breath, and asking the question that she wasn't sure she wanted answered. "Does Goku.. like me? I mean like wanna date me, like me?" She asked, and felt herself turn beet red as she saw the object of her conversation walk into the cafeteria and get into line. He cast her a confused look, before shrugging, flashing a warm smile, and turning to talk to the person behind him.

Krillin made a choking noise, followed by a distinct gagging, and finally started sputtering. "I..hhhhave...n no idea w-w-what you're ttalking abbbbout." He stammered, earning him a quizzical look from the blue haired woman across from him.

"So, um, he's never said anything about me? Well, if he does, will you let me know?" She asked him, her blue eyes pleading.

"Uh oh, has little Bulma got a crush on Goku? Aww, how sweet is that?" Krillin teased, trying desperately to shift her attention from her previous question.

~*What took me so long*~

"Oh, shut up, Krillin. I don't have a crush on Goku! Not that he's bad to have a crush on, I mean, he's totally hot, but that's beside the point. Um, and even if I did like him, which I don't, I wouldn't tell you. But...hypothetically speaking, would me and Goku look good together?" Bulma stuttered, and looked away, finding it impossible to meet his gaze.

"Well, yeah you'd look good together, I mean, you always have, Bulma. Even you outta know that. But, if you like him, then YOU outta let him know. Don't wait for him, he's a dumbass, he'll never admit to it." Krillin said with a smile.

"Who'd never admit to what?" Yamcha asked as he walked up to the table.

"Huh? Oh! Hey there! Just Krillin's dad, he's a bit..dumb at times. Heh, so did you get everything done that you had to do?" She asked him, desperately attempting to change his line of questioning.

~*I've never felt this healthy before*~

"Yeah, actually, I did. Um, you wanna walk to the Coke Machine with me? I need to ask you something." He asked, before standing from his chair, and helping her up also.

They started walking in silence, neither speaking until they reached the machines.

"So, um, are you and Goku going to prom together?" Yamcha asked as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt.

"Huh? Nuh-uh. Goku's going with some girl in his Math class. And I..well... I sorta don't have a date." She said, before lowering her eyes.

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~*I've never wanted something rational*~

Goku walked slowly to the table, keeping one eye on Bulma and Yamcha, the other on where he was going. "Hey, Krillin! What were you and Bulma talking about earlier?" Goku asked, before turning his seat so that he could face the shorter man, and Bulma at the same time.

"Bulma's got a crush on somebody, and she didn't know how to tell him, so I gave her some advice." Krillin said, a tiny smile on his lips. Just then, Bulma came running back to the table, a large grin on her face.

"GOKU!!! Guess what?" She nearly screamed.

"What? Um...you're transferring to Nigeria?" Goku teased her, and she stuck her tongue out at him, but never once stopped smiling.

"No, but I AM going to prom... Yamcha just asked me to go, isn't that awesome?" She asked, before turning around to look to where Yamcha stood, still by the Coke Machines. When she turned back, Goku was nowhere to be found, and Krillin had a VERY worried look on his face... Bulma looked down at where he had been sitting, and then at the table. There sat her salad, and most importantly, a small packet of Ranch dressing...

~*I am aware now*~

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Lol, ya know what? I've come to the conclusion that only I could make a packet of Ranch dressing romantic...lol, oh, and how'd ya like the veggie references? He MIGHT make a cameo later in the fic, but for those Vegeta fans out there, he WILL NOT have a big part in this fic. I know, I know, it sucks, but I'm the author, and I can do that :) r/r peoples, I write faster when you do :) Take care... ~*Vegetas-Princess*~