So, here I sit... Prom night, yet again. Ahhh, so you've FINALLY caught on to my little plan, have you? Good. I was soooo hoping you would. Anyway.. I actually considered putting this chap off a wee bit, I REALLY wanted to break 200 reviews when all was said and done... Especially since I was SO close before the account got deleted. But, I decided (with some encouragement from my husband, might I add) to go ahead and put the long awaited prom chap out on prom night. Sooo.. While most of my friends are at prom being bored out of their mind, I'll be here writing about Goku and Bulma... And they say I'm deprived? Naaaah.

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Now, ON WITH THE FIC!!

Disclaimer: I've lost it.. If you find it, please tell it to come home. I need it very badly.

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Everyone Says I love You

Chapter Twelve: Remember me this way

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~*Every now and then*~

Son Goku stood in front of the full length mirror, straightening his tie (Of course, though he would never admit it, it was the ninth time he'd done so in the past three minutes).

"Goku, stop fidgeting, you look fine!" Mrs. Briefs called as she walked into the room.

"I don't know why I'm so nervous.. It's not like I'm getting married or something..."

~*We find a special friend*~

"True, dear.. But, if this pans out right, maybe that won't be too far in the future, eh? Oh! I can see it now! Bulma dressed all in white! And you in your tux! And then the pitter patter of little feet! Ooooh!" The woman gushed as she rushed back out of the room, clapping her hands profusely.

Goku merely shook his head, having adjusted to Bunny's behavior long ago. After his grandfather's death several years ago, Goku had moved in with the Briefs family, and that was about the time he'd fallen so in love with Bulma.

Speaking of Bulma, he silently wondered what time she'd be back. She had gone early that morning to make herself beautiful. Or so she said. Beautiful was one thing she already was. Even if she didn't know it. Yet.

~*Who never lets us down*~

Bunny had originally designated the family limo to take them to the Convention Center, where the prom was being held this year. Of course, in light of the new plan, two limos were now being provided, though no one seemed to mind much anyway. Plus, keeping Yamcha and Goku apart probably wasn't too bad an idea.

A slamming door shook him out of his reverie, and he turned around quickly, just in time to catch a glimpse of the blue haired beauty as she stomped down the hall towards her bedroom.

"What's wrong with her?" He directed at her bewildered mother, who merely wrung her hands in reply.

~*Who understands it all*~

"I'll take that to mean it's something bad." Goku stated, more to himself than anyone else, before straightening his tie once more, and heading off toward her bedroom.

"Go away, mom." Bulma called, her back facing toward the door.

"I may not be the brightest person in the world.. But I REALLY don't think I'm a mom." Goku replied as he walked across the hardwood floor toward her.

~*Reaches out each time you fall*~

Bulma spun around to face the man, and that's when he saw what her problem was. A large, red welt graced the right side of her face, covering nearly the entire cheek.

"What happened?" Goku asked, trying his hardest not to show his concern.

"What happened? I'll tell you what happened! That bitch girlfriend of yours smacked me! And I didn't even touch the little wench!" Bulma shrieked, the rest of her face turning a bright red to match the welt.

~*You're the best friend that I've found*~

"She did what?! Why? I mean.. That just doesn't sound like her."

"Yeah well, you can believe me or not, Goku. That's up to you. I really don't care anymore. I just hope you're happy."

"Me? What in Kami's name did I do NOW?" The man screeched defensively.

~*I know you can't stay*~

"Ugh.. Nothing. Just forget about it. I might as well just stay home tonight. I look like shit anyway." Bulma huffed before plopping down onto her bed.

"You? Stay home? I think not. I'm dressed up like a freaking penguin for Kami's sake! You are DEFINITELY going."

Bulma looked at Goku for a moment as if he'd gone mad, before finally taking note of the man's attire. One word leapt into her mind at the sight of her best friend.

~*A part of you will never ever go away*~

Gorgeous...

Goku pretended not to notice Bulma's eyes widen as she stared at his outfit. But, when he saw a small pink tongue snake out and lick her lips, he nearly choked. The man's eyes bugged out themselves, but he quickly regained himself. And not a moment too soon. Bulma looked up at him suddenly, eyes still wide. After a moment, however, she regained herself as well, and blushed a bit at how she'd gawked at him only moments ago.

"Ok, so, um.. Let's see what we can do about that face, shall we?" He asked aloud. "I'll worry about Mandy later." he added in his mind.

~*Your heart will stay*~

"There's no use, Goku. I can't go to prom looking like someone slapped me!" Bulma cried, exasperatedly.

"That's what you think. You seem to forget, I've been in more fights than you can count. I know a few things about covering marks."

"I can imagine." Was the only reply he received.

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~*I'll make a wish for you*~

Forty-five minutes later, Bulma emerged from the bathroom, looking considerably better than she had almost an hour ago. Her face was still slightly red, but after a suggestion from Goku that she merely slap the other side of her face until the hues matched, the problem had quickly been solved.

"Goku!" Bulma called as the man retreated from the room.

"Yeah?" he asked in reply.

~*And hope it will come true*~

"Thanks... I owe ya one."

"Don't even bother starting to count em now.. Won't do ya any good." he replied, before casting her a wink and exiting the room.

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~*That life will just be kind*~

"Bulma! Goku! Come down here! I wanna get some pictures before the limo arrives!" Doctor Briefs called to the two teens.

"Daddy! I'm not ready to go yet, and Yamcha'll be here soon! There's no point in taking them now!" Bulma whined.

"Yeah, Mr. B. Don't rush her. Kami knows we'll never hear the end of it." Goku joked back as he descended the steps.

~*To such a gentle mind*~

"I heard that, mister!!" Bulma's voiced called down the stairwell.

"Good! Then you'll hear this! I'm leaving now! I'll catch you there!" Goku called to her.

"Yeah, yeah.. Bye!" She screamed back, obviously frustrated.

~*If you lose your way*~

Goku exited the dome shaped building quickly. Helping Bulma situate herself had taken longer than he'd thought it would. He just wished he'd been able to catch a glimpse of her dress. Kami knows getting to her would be more than difficult, especially with Mandy by his side... And Yamcha by hers. Goku gave a low growl, before catching himself and jumping into the seat next to the limo driver, Jeremy. After giving him the directions to Mandy's house, Goku leaned back in his seat, his thoughts inevitably turning to the blue haired beauty who, consciously or not, was the reason he kept breathing.

They arrived at a large, brick home a few moments later, and Goku snapped abruptly back to reality. With an unreadable expression, he climbed out of the black limousine, and began the short trek up the walkway toward the front door. After knocking twice, he forced a smile upon his face, and not a moment too soon. A tall blond woman answered the door, her skirt riding so far up her thighs that hardy anything, if that, was left to the imagination.

~*Think back on yesterday*~

Goku blinked twice, before regaining his composure, and introducing himself to what he later found out was Mandy's mother. Mandy and her step sister, Misty, weren't on the best of terms at the moment, it seemed, if the screaming from upstairs was any indication. He thought he heard Bulma's name once, but the thought was pushed quickly from his mind as Mandy began her descent down the spiral staircase.

She was beautiful, no doubt about it, but even a fool could see she didn't hold a candle to Bulma. Her brown hair was piled high stop her head, the ends spilling down her neck. Her dress was blue and accented her curves nicely, though Goku still couldn't shake the fact that she was nothing compared to his blue haired minx.

"You look great." He willed himself to speak, the words flowing surprisingly smoothly past the lump in his throat.

~*Remember me this way*~

"You don't look so bad yourself." She replied as she pecked him gently on the cheek.

After several pictures, and enough behind and cleavage views from Mandy's mom to last a lifetime, the two exited the house, arm in arm, headed toward the limousine.

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~*I don't need eyes to see*~

Bulma descended the steps slowly, the shimmering white material of her gown flowing beautifully around her feet. A tight, lace up bodice hugged her upper half, showing more than enough cleavage to drive any man half mad. The dress was sleeveless, allowing view of her tiny shoulders, which were covered by nothing more than a cascade of blue curls spilling down across them.

Yamcha's eyes bugged from his head slightly as he saw her figure moving toward him. He stammered out a small "damn..." Before somewhat regaining his composure and moving to her side.

~*The love you bring to me*~

Bulma's father snapped a few pictures of the two of them together, silently sighing because he hadn't been able to take any of her with Goku. He kissed Bulma's cheek lightly and shot a warning glare to Yamcha, before allowing the two to be on their way.

The limousine was large and spacious, and Bulma was instantly grateful for that. For some reason, she was uncomfortable with Yamcha tonight. Not a nervous uncomfortable... But it might've had something to do with the Wolf eyes he'd given her when he'd seen her earlier. They looked... not really dangerous.. but scary none the less. Just the thought of them was enough to send a small shiver down her spine and bring goose bumps to her arms.

~*No matter where I go*~

"Penny for your thoughts." Yamcha's voice broke her from her reverie, making her jump a bit.

"Nothing much. I didn't go to Junior Prom, so I'm a little excited, I guess."

"Why didn't you go to Junior? I would've thought that idiot Goku would've taken you."

~*And I know that you'll be there*~

Bulma visibly winced at the sharp words toward her best friend, and, metaphorically speaking, came out swinging.

"Don't you EVER let me hear you say anything else about Goku!"

"Woah, calm down! I was merely.."

~*Forever more apart of me, you're everywhere*~

"You were merely insulting my best friend! He's even tried to like YOU for Kami's sake! Even though I know it hurt him more than anything!" She screeched at the man, before throwing her arms in the air and scooting several inches away.

"What's it matter? It's not like you're in love with him!" Yamcha yelled back, before immediately regretting it.

He knew what was coming before she even said it.

~*I'll always care*~

"So what if I do?" She asked, her voice as serious as possible. You could tell just by the way she looked when she said it that it wasn't meant to be mean or spiteful, she was merely speaking the truth.

Yamcha, although prepared for the answer, looked as though he'd been struck as she spoke, his eyes widening from a mixture of anger and hurt.

"I... I'm sorry.." She breathed, "I didn't..."

~*I'll make a wish for you*~

"To hell you didn't. What was this? Some little elementary school game? Let me guess, every other guy knew what a whore you were and wouldn't take you to prom, so you hit on the new guy? I can honestly say, I've been used for a lot of things, Bulma, but revenge is something completely new to me."

The only sound that could be heard in the limo was that of a shrill screech, and a solid slap as Bulma's hand connected solidly with Yamcha's cheek.

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~*And hope it will come true*~

Meanwhile, Mandy's sister Misty could be found flipping frantically through the pages of a phone book, an ecstatic squeal escaping her lips as she found the number she was looking for. She dialed the number hurriedly, ignoring the screams from her step-mother alerting her that her date was here.

"Come on, come on!" She called into the receiver as it rang for the sixth time. She cursed aloud as an answering machine picked up. Not even bothering to leave a message, she slammed the phone back down on it's base, before checking herself quickly in the mirror and rushing downstairs to the waiting Juunanagou.

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~*That life will just be kind*~

Bulma and Yamcha arrived about fifteen minutes after Goku and Mandy, each plastering a fake smile onto their faces as they walked arm in arm toward the building.

Yamcha had apologized profusely after she'd slapped him, but Bulma was unwavering in her view of him, and told him so directly. He'd merely shaken his head before taking her arm and walking with her to the large auditorium.

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~*To such a gentle mind*~

"But Goku! Why in Kami's name do you wanna wait for HER? You're supposed to be here with me!" Mandy cried as she drug Goku away from his perch beside the door. Had he looked back as she did so, he would've noticed a beautiful blue haired woman enter the building hand in hand with a spiky haired, well built man.

"But Mandy.. you know how I feel about her!" He tried explaining, only managing to get a dirty look in response.

~*If you lose your way*~

"Yes, I know how you feel! Of course I know! How could I NOT? You basically ignore every little thing I ever tell you! Unless it pertains to Bulma, of course. Do you have any idea how tired I am of hearing that little bitch's name?" She screeched, her hand on her hip.

"Bulma!" A voice called from behind her, and she immediately shot around to glare at the offending person.

There stood Angel and Krillin, looking as happy as can be.

~*Think back on yesterday*~

"Hey bro! Wow, you clean up fairly decently!" Goku called to the shorter man, making him blush profusely.

"Well, you know, I've got a good reason." He said as he gestured to the brown haired woman on his arm.

"So I see." He muttered, before getting back to the subject at hand. "Angel, why'd you call out Bulma's name?"

~*Remember me this way*~

"Well, she's standing right behind you, silly!" She exclaimed as she pointed over the man's shoulder.

"Hey there." A voice whispered softly into his ear

Goku whirled around, only to come face to face with a blue eyed goddess. His mouth dropped open a full six inches at her appearance.

~*And I'll be right behind your shoulder, watching you*~

"Kami..." he muttered, his voice barely audible. "You look incredible."

Bulma blushed at the compliment, only to be roughly pushed away by a fuming Mandy.

"Back off, bitch." She mouthed silently to the woman, a sadistic little grin playing across her features.

Bulma would've lunged herself at the woman had it not been for Goku, who Bulma thought at that time was in love with the annoying wench.

~*I'll be standing by your side in all you do*~

"Later." She promised, before sending Goku a small wink, and flipping Mandy off as she walked away.

"That was uncalled for." Goku scolded as he sent her a glare.

"Well, she was all over what's mine. I had to defend my territory, you know."

"Your territory? You knew when you got into this that you were only supposed to help me get Bulma back! Fuck, Mandy.. I'm in love with her, can you not see that?"

~*And I won't ever leave*~

"Yeah, I know, blah blah blah, I've heard it all before. However, I think we both know how much you want me."

"Excuse me? Mandy, you're beautiful.. But Bulma's the only person I want.. The only person I've ever wanted. You know that!" Goku cried, his normally laid back facade falling into one of sheer panic.

"But.. How can you say you don't when you've been hitting on me for so long?"

"Flirting! Kami.. you flirt, I flirt.. everyone flirts!"

~*As long as you believe*~

"But.. you used me? How could you?" Mandy forced tears to spring to her eyes as she turned away from him. The second he could no longer see her face, Mandy's smile widened, and she mentally congratulated herself.

Everything was going according to plan.

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A pair of obsidian eyes watched Bulma and Yamcha as they danced, a sarcastic little smirk still evident on their owner's face.

~*You just believe*~

"Woman, gag me." He spoke aloud to his date, Nikki, who merely narrowed her eyes at the pair.

"Rather disgusting, if you ask me." She replied as she took hold of Vegeta's arm.

"Hn.. you can say that again. Little twerp still owes me money though.. And it's time to collect." He answered as he disentangled himself from Nikki and walked toward the still dancing couple.

"Vegeta?" Bulma questioned, obviously confused.

~*I'll make a wish for you*~

Vegeta merely nodded his head her way, before turning his attention to a now pale Yamcha.

"I've come to collect what's due to me. My suggestion to you would be to pay it, in full, right now."

"Excuse me? I have NO idea what you're talking about." Yamcha stammered as he made a desperate effort to gesture to Vegeta not to let Bulma know.

"What? You don't want me to tell the woman that you paid me to kick your ass? Or that Kakarot's girlfriend is really your sister? Or that.. Oh dear, I've said too much!" Vegeta mocked.

~*And hope it will come true*~

"W..What?" Bulma questioned, her voice small and timid.

"Did I stutter? Your little boyfriend here's been stringing you along this entire time. That Mandy bitch of Kakarot's is really this little twerp right here's sister.. Well, step sister, actually. From what I've heard about those two, it's a good thing there's no actual blood between them, if you catch my drift."

"Say what, huh?" She spoke, even though she'd understood perfectly.

"Oh yes, and I almost forgot about the little payment. You see, he PAID me to hit on you, then he PAID me to kick his ass."

~*That life will just be kind*~

Bulma turned on Yamcha sharply, only to find that he had disappeared into the massive crowd.

"Vegeta.. I never thought I'd say this, but thank you. You have no idea what this means to me."

"Feh.. I just felt like kicking his ass again, that's all." He muttered in reply, before making his way back to the corner.

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~*To such a gentle mind*~

"Mandy, I tell you.. He told her EVERYTHING! Well, except for the parts he didn't know, of course."

"At least you had the brains not to tell him THAT much! Ugh.. I just hope she doesn't get to Goku before I do."

"What're you gonna do?" He questioned softly as his hot breath caressed her neck.

"I don't know yet.. Just leave it to me, though." She replied as she kissed his cheek and ran back out to find Goku before Bulma did.

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~*If you lose your way*~

"Bulma!!" Misty called as she spotted the woman making her way frantically across the floor. "Bulma wait! I need to tell you something!"

"What?" The blue haired woman spat as she spun around to face her rival's sister.

"You need to sit down."

The two walked to a table nearby and sat down, each leaned in to hear what the other had to say.

~*Think back on yesterday*~

"This may sound crazy, but just listen." She told the blue haired woman, who merely nodded in response. "Yamcha is my brother. My father married Mandy's mom, despite the fact that Mandy was completely in love with Yamcha. Dad said that there was no way he was allowing his family to become disgraced by a brother and sister dating, even if there was no blood between them. So, he sent him to live with my aunt and uncle. THEY would be his "parents" that you met. Anyway, evidently, Yamcha's come up with this insane plan that he's going to win Dad's approval by being sneaky."

"How's he being sneaky, exactly?" Bulma interjected.

"Your dad owns Capsule Corp, doesn't he?"

~*Remember me this way*~

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Oh, now THAT was cruel, wasn't it? Soooorry... :) Oh my Kami.. There IS a plot! *faints* Lol, how many of you thought this was just a plain old get em together type thing? *raises hand* I did I did! Ah well, matters not.. Like I said in the last chap, if everything goes the way it's supposed to, the next chap will be it.. Not to worry though, the next chap's a HUGE one! So, R/R and tell me what you thought..

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