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And once again to Vegetarocks87 who keeps reading. Hope you enjoy this
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Disclaimer: ~Once again cry's pathetically~ Must I write this!! Yes I own it DAMMIT!!! Well only the poem :(
Chapter 4
That evening....
Vegeta frowned as he heard his stomach growl. He had been training all day and hadn't realised that it was beginning to get dark. He walked out of the gravity room towards the big building. All day he wasn't able to concentrate because of what the woman said to him in the morning. "You'll understand someday, when you learn to love." He sneered at what he had been told *I do not need to learn about love, stupid humans with their stupid weak emotions.* He entered the kitchen to find that dinner had not been made, growling he bellowed, "WOMAN, WHERE IS MY FOOD. COME HERE THIS INSTANT AND MAKE ME SOMETHING TO EAT!" *Stupid woman can't even put food on the table.*
Bulma winced as she heard Vegeta's voice from her room. "Coming, give me a minute." She yelled back and heard a muffled 'hmph' in response. Bulma quickly threw on a pair of jean shorts and a baby blue tank top. Yamcha said he was taking her to the fair, so what was the use in dressing up? *Sure I'll forgive you Yamcha, but you just better not say anything to make me upset or else SOMEONE is going to take a trip to King Yamma* With that she turned to go to the kitchen.
Vegeta was looking out the kitchen window when he felt her enter the kitchen, "Finally, I thought you had fallen asleep or something," he snapped as he turned around to face Bulma. *Where is she going dressed like that?* His face betrayed any emotion he felt but his onyx eyes narrowed in slight anger. Looking her once over he had to control the feelings that were starting to push through him. He hated her for making him feel this way, "What happened to you? You look like some kind of ugly whore." He smirked but instantly regretted it as he saw her face cloud up in hurt and anger.
"Thanks Vegeta and you look like a constipated troll." Bulma replied through gritted teeth. Oh, how she wanted to rip his head off. Counting to ten, she tried to calm herself down, "I was too busy to make you dinner and Mom and Dad have gone out, so you'll be here by yourself." She said in a deadly quiet tone, not in the mood to fight. She saw him frown at the way she responded *Ha! Take that you ass, two can play this game.* She jumped as she heard the doorbell, walking quickly away from Vegeta she opened the door and was greeted by a very sorry looking Yamcha.
"Hi Yamcha, you look good."
"Thanks Bulma! Your looking great yourself. Oh and Happy Birthday!" He felt relieved that she had forgiven him, even though he thought she would never be his again, this was just a reconcilliation 'date', to make up for what he had done. That didn't mean he wouldn't try to win her back. "You ready to go Bulma-chan? I'm glad you're spending your birthday with me."
"Sure, just let me get some money that's in the kitchen. I'm glad too Yamcha, it seems everyone else has forgotton, including my parents." She was upset by this but she skipped to the kitchen where she saw Vegeta scowling again.
"I'm sorry about leaving you by yourself Vegeta." She waited for his response.
"I do not care, stupid woman," he spat back with vehemence. "Just give me my food." He didn't know it was her birthday today and she hadn't told him, *But like he cares? Why should he?*
She sighed again, but couldn't stop herself from asking, "Well do you want to come with me and Yamcha then? He's taking me to the fair and you could eat something there and then be on your merry little Saiya-jin way!"
"What on earth are you babbling about onna? I have no intention to waste my time with you and your fool of a mate," he exploded.
"Look Vegeta, if you don't want to starve then just shut up and come. And change into something else, I'll be waiting ok?" She turned and walked away leaving Vegeta gaping at her, silently annoyed.
She didn't know why she had invited Vegeta along but she felt as though she had to. She saw Yamcha looking at their picture, he looked sad. She had gotten people to clean up the mess she made saying a burglar came into the house. Luckily, she had the mess cleaned up before her parents found out *Thank kami we're rich!* she grimaced.
"Yamcha.. I hope you don't mind but, I invited Vegeta along as well. Is that ok?" For a moment she thought he was going to internally combust but he spoke quite calmly.
"Sure Bulma, anything you want." She sagged with relief as she heard his answer. *He must really be sorry if he's allowing Vegeta to come with us. Yamcha absolutely despises Vegeta, I'm surprised he didn't throw a hissy fit* she frowned inwardly.
She looked up as Vegeta entered the living room in black trousers and a white shirt. She had to admit, he looked goo-oo-d! *Doh! Me and my crazy thoughts. Where on earth did that come from?* she turned to Yamcha and took his hand, "Let's go, we're late."
"Whatever," muttered Vegete, flinching inside as he saw Bulma and Yamcha hold hands, *Disgusting.* He was absolutely furious that he had to go along with the woman and her mate. He wanted to say no, but something stopped him. He hated her even more now, but he hated her mate tenfold *Or is it Ex-mate?* He slapped himself mentally, cursing. They all got into the sleek blue car without a word and Yamcha drove as fast as he could, not caring if they got hit by another car. Correction, if Vegeta got hit by another car.
The destination was not what Bulma had expected it to be. They were at a beach restaurant, which was completely empty. Bulma looked at Yamcha totally confused. "Yamcha, I thought we were going to the fair?"
"Well this is your surprise, from me to you." Yamcha tried to smile, like the idiot that he was.
Bulma took in her surroundings, in complete awe. "Oh Yamcha, it's absolutely.. amazing."
For once in her life Bulma was lost for words. The restaurant was located right next to the beach. You could see the waves crashing against the shore and the moonlight making the water shimmer. When she looked up at the moon she could see the stars twinkling like diamonds. She stood awe- struck devouring everything with her eyes. There were couples in the distance slow-dancing on the beach around a flickering fire. Bulma's eyes welled up in tears as she pounced on Yamcha, hugging the life out of him. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! It's just perfect." She laughed with elation. "But you could have told me we were going to a fancy restaurant, I would have dressed up." With this said she whacked him slightly.
Yamcha grinned, "Bulma you don't need to dress up, you know that." Suddenly a dozen people jumped out from nowehere.
"SURPRISE, Happy Birthday Bulma!!" All her friends jumped out screaming from under the tables, scaring the life out of her. Everyone circled around her, hugging and kissing and laughing at her expression. The whole gang was there, Goku, Chi-Chi, Gohan, Master Roshi, Oolong, her mother and father, Tien and Chouztu, Puar and Krillin. Even Piccolo was there, of course he floated down from above and was less than happy to be at a party. But he was doing this for Gohan. *Kami* She thought and stood shocked as Yamcha kissed the now even more surprised Bulma and murmmered happy birthday in her ear.
Suddenly she snapped out of her trance and exclaimed, "You didn't forget?! Mom, Dad? You knew about this all along? I thought you guys forgot and that Yamcha was the only one who remembered!" Shaking her head she chuckled in embarassment.
"Of course we couldn't forget, silly girl!" Exclaimed Chi-Chi. "We just wanted to surprise you!" Everyone laughed as the all spoke to eachother still hugging and greeting Bulma.
Vegeta stood away from the group surrounding Bulma, with his arms folded thinking *Birthday? Why didn't she tell me?" He grew angry at this thought, that he hadn't known and he was the only one who apparently didn't. He began to walk off, growling, when he heard a familiar voice. "Hey, Vegeta! Where ya going?" He sneered at the man in front of him.
"Away from here Kakkarot. I have no purpose in being here." He frowned at his enemy.
"Well, why'd ya come in the first place?" Goku asked in a confused voice rubbing the back of his head.
"Because I thought I would get some food, obviously I was mistaken."
"No you weren't, we've already ordered the food and it should be here any minute, so why don't you stay anyways? We could get a little sparring in later."
Vegeta pondered this thought for a moment, "Very well Kakkarot. But do not expect me to talk to any of these pathetic weaklings, understood?"
"Yeah V-man!" Goku shouted as he ran back to the group smiling, as he heard Vegeta shout after him 'not to use that ridiculous term of endearment again or I will rip your arms off and feed them to you.'
Vegeta walked slowly and reluctantly towards the group of people. He was not the social type and he hated being around people, but his stomach had a mind of it's own, so he was forced to comply. Everyone, apart from Gohan and Piccolo, who were out on the beach, were sat around one table talking and joking. *Stupid earthlings, now I'll have to sit with them to eat* Grumbling to himself he grabbed a chair and sat down next to Goku as he saw the space being made for him. He stared at the table focusing his hearing on the groups petty little conversation.
"Did I tell you guys what Goku did on my Sixth birthday?!" Bulma's voice rang clearly through his thoughts and he clenched his jaw tightly.
"No Bulma, some us of weren't there remember? Why what did he do?" Asked Krillen .
Bulma laughed. Vegeta felt his stomach knot, *What is she doing to me? I have gone absolutely insane! I refuse to feel this way. I hate her. Kami, she's like an angel. An ANGEL, dammit Vegeta you're going insane. That onna an angel? Hardly!* Vegeta's frown deepened as he listened with concentration to the story, caring little about it but needing his mind to be taken out of his thoughts.
"Well I was having my annual party and the big hungry dope, saw my beautiful six layered cake, one for each year, and he ate the whole thing faster than the whole thing took to bring out into our garden, he even ate the candles!!" Everyone laughed at the picture of a tiny Goku devouring a whole six layerd cake.
"Well anyway, I saw a tiny bit left over and obviously I was pretty upset. No scratch that, I became so angry that I tried to protect the little bit of cake I had left from Goku!" She giggled as she remembered the whole scene, "Then Goku starts screaming, 'cause he really wanted the tiny bit left over and he charged at me!!" Everyone gasped and look in horror towards Goku. Bulma carried on, "I was so scared I almost wet myself." Everyone was in fits of laughter by now, except for Vegeta, at the image of a tiny Bulma and Goku fighting for a piece of cake.
"So what'd ya do after that Bulma, did ya run?" Asked Gohan who had now joined them. Piccolo was somewhere meditating.
"Well, actually I didn't. I ate the piece of cake." Everyone stared open- mouthed at Bulma. Bulma smirked at their faces.
"No way! What happened then?" Krillin asked.
"Well seeing this sent Goku through the roof! So I had only one option. As he charged for me, I stood my ground and looked him square in the eye. Then..." Bulma trailed off leaving suspense
"Then what?" Everyone cried impatiently.
""Well it's obvious, I screamed as loud as I could!! And while he was rolling around the floor howling, I lit a match and set fire to his tail!" They all sat there dumbfounded. Vegeta grimaced, *That had to be painful, how thick-headed can Kakkarot be?* He had to give the woman some credit to actually have been able to set fire to a Saiya-jin's tail, and to have lived. His mouth turned up at the corners, which was his way of smiling. *This woman is beyond normal..*
"Um.. Is that how my dad lost his tail?" Gohan made his eyes big and round
"No son, thats another story, heh heh." Goku smiled knowingly.
"Yeah Gohan you should have seen it! I was there, he cried like a baby!" Everyone laughed whole-heartedly trying to picture the scene.
Bulma smiled to herself as she watched her friends joke with eachother. She loved them all so much, this was one of the happiest days in her life. She gazed at their faces for a minute, when her eyes fell upon a silent Vegeta. *Poor Vegeta, he doesn't fit in here at all. I wonder what's going through his head right now, whatever it is, it doesn't look like anything good.* She smirked, *He probably wants to blast everyone to the next dimenson hehe.* As she thought this Vegeta's head snapped towards her and he gave her a strange look. Bulma looked away quickly feeling flustered *Can he actually hear my thoughts.. No that's impossible.* She stared at the red rose in the middle of the table and sighed. Yamcha had hurt her, but he made it up and in the best way he ever could. He loved her and she.. well she thought she loved him, but now she wasn't so sure. She saw him in a different light to what she did before, and this disturbed her. She sighed, without him she would be lonely. That was the one things she was most afraid of.
"Yo, earth to Bulma?!" Yamcha was snapping his fingers in front of her face. "Wake up babe, you're zoning out. What's up?"
"Oh nothing, just thinking about tonight, it was sweet of you Yamcha, thank you." She leaned him and planted a kiss on his lips, much to his surprise. Yamcha smiled against her and gently kissed back. They pulled apart slightly and he whispered, "Does this mean I'm truly forgiven? I'm so sorry I hurt you Bulma."
Bulma smiled, knowing full well she didn't want to be more than friends, but she just didn't want to be alone, "You're forgiven Yamcha." She twisted in her seat to hug him properly. True she did forgive Yamcha, albeit she didn't want to. She was just trying save face in front of her friends.
"I love you Bulma.." Yamcha said this out loud, much to everyone's surprise. They all knew that Yamcha had a problem with settling down. They stopped talking to watch the pair in their embrace.
"Yeah..you too Yamcha." Bulma hesitated *You know you don't love him like that!! How can you lie to him? He hurt you!!* Her inner self was screaming at her but she pushed it away.
Vegeta froze as he watched the two lovers in a passionate embrace. He wanted to kill that scar-faced imbocile, rip him apart, limb from limb. He didn't know why though. *Why should I care? It's not like I want that loud-mouthed human woman anyway. As if I would ever take her for a mate* But then why didn't he want anyone else to have her? These feelings to him were alien, and he didn't like them one bit. He saw the food arrive, relieved he barked at the oblivious couple. "Enough with this pathetic show of emotion!" Everyone jumped at Vegeta's outburst.
"Oh get real Vegeta!" Bulma yelled at him, annoyed for ruining her moment. "Why's it bothering you so much? What, can't handle a little emotion? Too weak?" Bulma knew she said too much, but she didn't care.
"The food is here and I do not want to witness your public display of emotions while I am eating. It is sickening, trying to eat and having to face you two in that manner. Now stop complaining wench and do as you're told." Vegeta smirked triumphantly.
Big mistake. Bulma stood up ready to strangle him when a soft hand tugged at her arm. She looked to see Yamcha pleading with his eyes to let it go, but she couldn't. *How dare he insult me?!* "Look you constipated stupid monkey I suggest you shut up or-"
"Or what, woman? You'll kill me? I don't think so." Vegeta smiled evilly. He loved the way her eyes sparkled when they were angry. *Wait I didn't just think that.. Did I?*
Bulma screeched, "Why you midget troll-"
"Loud-mouthed baka."
"Why of all the nerve! You disgusting animal!"
"Wench."
"Murderer."
"Weakling."
"I am not weak!"
"Heh, could have fooled me you-"
"Oh shut up Vegeta, your head is always up your ass, do you know that?" She seethed wanting to kill him so much. "You always think you're better than everyone else, well NEWSFLASH, your not! Stop living in the stone age 'Ug me Prince of Saiya-jins, ug bow to me. Oog Woman, me want food ug. Get or I hit you with my cave stick.' I mean puh-lease! And another thing-"
"Bulma, the food is here, that's enough now. It's your birthday so you should calm down ok?" Her father looked at her with a stern face, "I know I've raised you better than this."
She sighed and slumped back into her seat defeated. "Sorry dad, I just lost it there for a second." Turning and looking at everyone, "I should apologise to you guys too. Sorry, you know how my temper is.." She said as she saw Vegeta scowl.
"That's ok Bulma," Krillan said. "We know how it is sometimes."
"Yeah Bulma, it's ok. I say we eat, I'm starving!" Goku started to pile food onto his plate.
"Goku, you're alway's hungry," yelled Chi-Chi, whacking him upside the head.
When Bulma saw everyone's plates were full and they were about to eat she stood up smiling. The group watched her, waiting patiently apart from Goku who was trying to stuff food in his mouth, only to have his head whacked by Chi-Chi again.
"Ahem." Bulma cleared her throat and smiled at everyone. "Before you start eating or in Goku's case, inhaling the food, I just wanted to say thank you, to everyone. This certainly was a surprise and I am so happy I get to share my life with such wonderful people. I just hope that.. we all stay together and that we all survive the androids." Bulma heard her voice crack but smiled at everyone. "Well, let's dig in!!"
After everyone finished eating Bulma stood up and slipped quietly away, unnoticed, for a walk on the beach. She took off her sandals and holding them in one hand started to stroll lazily down along the beach next to the ocean. Sighing she looked up at the sky as a sudden breeze caused her aqua hair to swirl around her face. *So much has happened, I can't believe time is going by so quickly..* Bulma's thoughts drifted to a certain prince. She smiled to herself as she thought of his intense eyes and perfect form. He was an ass but she couldn't deny it any longer, the attraction was there, but it felt wrong.
She couldn't hurt Yamcha, even though he had hurt her. Besides, the almighty prince certainly didn't like her in that way. She hated what he was doing to her, *I love Yamcha. Don't I..?* With that Bulma turned to face that vast expanse, she threw her sandals down on the beach and began to proceed in to the water. She gasped as she felt the cold water against her sensitive skin. She soon got used to it and stopped until the water covered her mid-calf. Here she stood kicking at the water playfully, immersed in her thoughts. Little did she know that she was being watched by a pair of onyx eyes.
Vegeta saw Bulma slip away from the crowd quietly. Allowing curiosity to get the better of him, he followed her silently, flying in the air behind her, hidden by the darkness of the sky. *What is that foolish onna doing now?* Vegeta smirked in amusement as her saw her walk in to the water lapping at her feet. He heard her gasp but continue to go further out until she the water reached mid-calf. He watched as she playfully kicked at the water, *So child-like, yet so intriguing. Well I am now officially an insane Saiya-jin. To find this humaniod interesting? Ech, I need to train.* He continued to watch her silently when he saw a tall figure approaching her. He cursed silently as he saw the figure join Bulma. He floated above them watching, his eyes never leaving Bulma's form.
Bulma shook her head as she saw Yamcha approaching her. Forcing a smile she stepped back to avoid his hug.
"You ok babe? Seem distant tonight.." Yamcha hugged her close whispering.
"I'm ok, just thinking thats all." Bulma sighed, she was feeling too confused right now.
"About..?" He rubbed her back softly.
"Us.. Yamcha, why did you cheat on me?
"Uh.. Look maybe we shouldn't talk about this right now-"
"Fine, whatever." Bulma was beginning to become angry now.
"Look babe, don't be like that. It just happened that one time-"
"And I suppose that makes it alright?" Bulma spat back, getting sick of this continuous circle. "I thought you loved me.."
"Bulma I thought you and I made up? I thought you were forgiving me.." Yamcha was starting to panic now.
"That was so the others wouldn't see our sham of a relationship, and because I don't want to be alone." There she had said it. She felt a weight lift from her shoulders.
"Bulma.. What are you saying?" Yamcha held his breath.
"I'm saying Yamcha that I've forgiven you but, I don't want to be with you anymore." Bulma felt her head begin to throb. "Do you have any idea of how much you hurt me Yamcha? I came home that night and I felt like I was dying.. Dying, Yamcha. You've killed our relationship... You've killed me Yamcha." She barely whispered out the words, yet Vegeta heard evey single word. With that she turned away from him trying to hide the tears forming in her eyes. *What's happening to me? I'm so confused about how I feel...*
"Bulma..." Yamcha trailed off not knowing what to say.
"..." The silence was deafening to both of them, finally Yamcha sighed and did what he thought was best.
"I can't believe this is actually happening, but, if you want to go your own way then I understand Bulma."
Bulma's head snapped up in surprise, "Yamcha..?"
"I love you Bulma. I didn't lie when I said that, but I can also see this isn't going to work. You'll always be my best friend and if you ever need anything, I'll be there for you." Yamcha looked at Bulma expectantly.
Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck burying her face in his chest she whispered, "Always Yamcha, I love you too and I'm glad we can stay friends. We've been together for ten years, and I don't want to throw our friendship away. You were my first love and you're special to me, always will be." Smiling she pulled away and sighed "Let's get back to the party." Yamcha only nodded as he follwed Bulma back to the party.
Vegeta had watched the whole seen unfold before his eyes *So it's really over between her and that idiotic, dunderhead of a weakling* With that thought he smirked and blasted off into the night never to be seen again by the people he knew on earth.. Well not soon anyway.
A/N: ~Laughs evilly~ Where has Vegeta gone? hehehe. Now the story is starting to take on an AU form, hopefully you'll like! But what is this, where is Veggie going? ~rubs hands together~ Stay tuned for the next exciting episode of DragonballZ!!!
Next chapter: Vegeta's gone insane and kidnaps Bulma?! HUH! NOOOO...
Vegeta: I refuse to go insane!
JluvsVeggie: And what're you gonna do about it!? ~Laughs hysterically~
Vegeta: ~Stares at JluvsVeggie with disgust~ Looks to me like you're the one who's lost a few screws!
JluvsVeggie: WHAT! You troll! ~tries to pounce on Vegeta~ *BIG MISTAKE* ~See's Veggies evil look, backs away slowly~ Uh nice troll, gooood little troll!
Vegeta: Die insane woman!! ~points finger to shoot ki blast~
JluvsVeggie: Oh crap ~runs for her life again~
Disclaimer: ~Once again cry's pathetically~ Must I write this!! Yes I own it DAMMIT!!! Well only the poem :(
Chapter 4
That evening....
Vegeta frowned as he heard his stomach growl. He had been training all day and hadn't realised that it was beginning to get dark. He walked out of the gravity room towards the big building. All day he wasn't able to concentrate because of what the woman said to him in the morning. "You'll understand someday, when you learn to love." He sneered at what he had been told *I do not need to learn about love, stupid humans with their stupid weak emotions.* He entered the kitchen to find that dinner had not been made, growling he bellowed, "WOMAN, WHERE IS MY FOOD. COME HERE THIS INSTANT AND MAKE ME SOMETHING TO EAT!" *Stupid woman can't even put food on the table.*
Bulma winced as she heard Vegeta's voice from her room. "Coming, give me a minute." She yelled back and heard a muffled 'hmph' in response. Bulma quickly threw on a pair of jean shorts and a baby blue tank top. Yamcha said he was taking her to the fair, so what was the use in dressing up? *Sure I'll forgive you Yamcha, but you just better not say anything to make me upset or else SOMEONE is going to take a trip to King Yamma* With that she turned to go to the kitchen.
Vegeta was looking out the kitchen window when he felt her enter the kitchen, "Finally, I thought you had fallen asleep or something," he snapped as he turned around to face Bulma. *Where is she going dressed like that?* His face betrayed any emotion he felt but his onyx eyes narrowed in slight anger. Looking her once over he had to control the feelings that were starting to push through him. He hated her for making him feel this way, "What happened to you? You look like some kind of ugly whore." He smirked but instantly regretted it as he saw her face cloud up in hurt and anger.
"Thanks Vegeta and you look like a constipated troll." Bulma replied through gritted teeth. Oh, how she wanted to rip his head off. Counting to ten, she tried to calm herself down, "I was too busy to make you dinner and Mom and Dad have gone out, so you'll be here by yourself." She said in a deadly quiet tone, not in the mood to fight. She saw him frown at the way she responded *Ha! Take that you ass, two can play this game.* She jumped as she heard the doorbell, walking quickly away from Vegeta she opened the door and was greeted by a very sorry looking Yamcha.
"Hi Yamcha, you look good."
"Thanks Bulma! Your looking great yourself. Oh and Happy Birthday!" He felt relieved that she had forgiven him, even though he thought she would never be his again, this was just a reconcilliation 'date', to make up for what he had done. That didn't mean he wouldn't try to win her back. "You ready to go Bulma-chan? I'm glad you're spending your birthday with me."
"Sure, just let me get some money that's in the kitchen. I'm glad too Yamcha, it seems everyone else has forgotton, including my parents." She was upset by this but she skipped to the kitchen where she saw Vegeta scowling again.
"I'm sorry about leaving you by yourself Vegeta." She waited for his response.
"I do not care, stupid woman," he spat back with vehemence. "Just give me my food." He didn't know it was her birthday today and she hadn't told him, *But like he cares? Why should he?*
She sighed again, but couldn't stop herself from asking, "Well do you want to come with me and Yamcha then? He's taking me to the fair and you could eat something there and then be on your merry little Saiya-jin way!"
"What on earth are you babbling about onna? I have no intention to waste my time with you and your fool of a mate," he exploded.
"Look Vegeta, if you don't want to starve then just shut up and come. And change into something else, I'll be waiting ok?" She turned and walked away leaving Vegeta gaping at her, silently annoyed.
She didn't know why she had invited Vegeta along but she felt as though she had to. She saw Yamcha looking at their picture, he looked sad. She had gotten people to clean up the mess she made saying a burglar came into the house. Luckily, she had the mess cleaned up before her parents found out *Thank kami we're rich!* she grimaced.
"Yamcha.. I hope you don't mind but, I invited Vegeta along as well. Is that ok?" For a moment she thought he was going to internally combust but he spoke quite calmly.
"Sure Bulma, anything you want." She sagged with relief as she heard his answer. *He must really be sorry if he's allowing Vegeta to come with us. Yamcha absolutely despises Vegeta, I'm surprised he didn't throw a hissy fit* she frowned inwardly.
She looked up as Vegeta entered the living room in black trousers and a white shirt. She had to admit, he looked goo-oo-d! *Doh! Me and my crazy thoughts. Where on earth did that come from?* she turned to Yamcha and took his hand, "Let's go, we're late."
"Whatever," muttered Vegete, flinching inside as he saw Bulma and Yamcha hold hands, *Disgusting.* He was absolutely furious that he had to go along with the woman and her mate. He wanted to say no, but something stopped him. He hated her even more now, but he hated her mate tenfold *Or is it Ex-mate?* He slapped himself mentally, cursing. They all got into the sleek blue car without a word and Yamcha drove as fast as he could, not caring if they got hit by another car. Correction, if Vegeta got hit by another car.
The destination was not what Bulma had expected it to be. They were at a beach restaurant, which was completely empty. Bulma looked at Yamcha totally confused. "Yamcha, I thought we were going to the fair?"
"Well this is your surprise, from me to you." Yamcha tried to smile, like the idiot that he was.
Bulma took in her surroundings, in complete awe. "Oh Yamcha, it's absolutely.. amazing."
For once in her life Bulma was lost for words. The restaurant was located right next to the beach. You could see the waves crashing against the shore and the moonlight making the water shimmer. When she looked up at the moon she could see the stars twinkling like diamonds. She stood awe- struck devouring everything with her eyes. There were couples in the distance slow-dancing on the beach around a flickering fire. Bulma's eyes welled up in tears as she pounced on Yamcha, hugging the life out of him. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! It's just perfect." She laughed with elation. "But you could have told me we were going to a fancy restaurant, I would have dressed up." With this said she whacked him slightly.
Yamcha grinned, "Bulma you don't need to dress up, you know that." Suddenly a dozen people jumped out from nowehere.
"SURPRISE, Happy Birthday Bulma!!" All her friends jumped out screaming from under the tables, scaring the life out of her. Everyone circled around her, hugging and kissing and laughing at her expression. The whole gang was there, Goku, Chi-Chi, Gohan, Master Roshi, Oolong, her mother and father, Tien and Chouztu, Puar and Krillin. Even Piccolo was there, of course he floated down from above and was less than happy to be at a party. But he was doing this for Gohan. *Kami* She thought and stood shocked as Yamcha kissed the now even more surprised Bulma and murmmered happy birthday in her ear.
Suddenly she snapped out of her trance and exclaimed, "You didn't forget?! Mom, Dad? You knew about this all along? I thought you guys forgot and that Yamcha was the only one who remembered!" Shaking her head she chuckled in embarassment.
"Of course we couldn't forget, silly girl!" Exclaimed Chi-Chi. "We just wanted to surprise you!" Everyone laughed as the all spoke to eachother still hugging and greeting Bulma.
Vegeta stood away from the group surrounding Bulma, with his arms folded thinking *Birthday? Why didn't she tell me?" He grew angry at this thought, that he hadn't known and he was the only one who apparently didn't. He began to walk off, growling, when he heard a familiar voice. "Hey, Vegeta! Where ya going?" He sneered at the man in front of him.
"Away from here Kakkarot. I have no purpose in being here." He frowned at his enemy.
"Well, why'd ya come in the first place?" Goku asked in a confused voice rubbing the back of his head.
"Because I thought I would get some food, obviously I was mistaken."
"No you weren't, we've already ordered the food and it should be here any minute, so why don't you stay anyways? We could get a little sparring in later."
Vegeta pondered this thought for a moment, "Very well Kakkarot. But do not expect me to talk to any of these pathetic weaklings, understood?"
"Yeah V-man!" Goku shouted as he ran back to the group smiling, as he heard Vegeta shout after him 'not to use that ridiculous term of endearment again or I will rip your arms off and feed them to you.'
Vegeta walked slowly and reluctantly towards the group of people. He was not the social type and he hated being around people, but his stomach had a mind of it's own, so he was forced to comply. Everyone, apart from Gohan and Piccolo, who were out on the beach, were sat around one table talking and joking. *Stupid earthlings, now I'll have to sit with them to eat* Grumbling to himself he grabbed a chair and sat down next to Goku as he saw the space being made for him. He stared at the table focusing his hearing on the groups petty little conversation.
"Did I tell you guys what Goku did on my Sixth birthday?!" Bulma's voice rang clearly through his thoughts and he clenched his jaw tightly.
"No Bulma, some us of weren't there remember? Why what did he do?" Asked Krillen .
Bulma laughed. Vegeta felt his stomach knot, *What is she doing to me? I have gone absolutely insane! I refuse to feel this way. I hate her. Kami, she's like an angel. An ANGEL, dammit Vegeta you're going insane. That onna an angel? Hardly!* Vegeta's frown deepened as he listened with concentration to the story, caring little about it but needing his mind to be taken out of his thoughts.
"Well I was having my annual party and the big hungry dope, saw my beautiful six layered cake, one for each year, and he ate the whole thing faster than the whole thing took to bring out into our garden, he even ate the candles!!" Everyone laughed at the picture of a tiny Goku devouring a whole six layerd cake.
"Well anyway, I saw a tiny bit left over and obviously I was pretty upset. No scratch that, I became so angry that I tried to protect the little bit of cake I had left from Goku!" She giggled as she remembered the whole scene, "Then Goku starts screaming, 'cause he really wanted the tiny bit left over and he charged at me!!" Everyone gasped and look in horror towards Goku. Bulma carried on, "I was so scared I almost wet myself." Everyone was in fits of laughter by now, except for Vegeta, at the image of a tiny Bulma and Goku fighting for a piece of cake.
"So what'd ya do after that Bulma, did ya run?" Asked Gohan who had now joined them. Piccolo was somewhere meditating.
"Well, actually I didn't. I ate the piece of cake." Everyone stared open- mouthed at Bulma. Bulma smirked at their faces.
"No way! What happened then?" Krillin asked.
"Well seeing this sent Goku through the roof! So I had only one option. As he charged for me, I stood my ground and looked him square in the eye. Then..." Bulma trailed off leaving suspense
"Then what?" Everyone cried impatiently.
""Well it's obvious, I screamed as loud as I could!! And while he was rolling around the floor howling, I lit a match and set fire to his tail!" They all sat there dumbfounded. Vegeta grimaced, *That had to be painful, how thick-headed can Kakkarot be?* He had to give the woman some credit to actually have been able to set fire to a Saiya-jin's tail, and to have lived. His mouth turned up at the corners, which was his way of smiling. *This woman is beyond normal..*
"Um.. Is that how my dad lost his tail?" Gohan made his eyes big and round
"No son, thats another story, heh heh." Goku smiled knowingly.
"Yeah Gohan you should have seen it! I was there, he cried like a baby!" Everyone laughed whole-heartedly trying to picture the scene.
Bulma smiled to herself as she watched her friends joke with eachother. She loved them all so much, this was one of the happiest days in her life. She gazed at their faces for a minute, when her eyes fell upon a silent Vegeta. *Poor Vegeta, he doesn't fit in here at all. I wonder what's going through his head right now, whatever it is, it doesn't look like anything good.* She smirked, *He probably wants to blast everyone to the next dimenson hehe.* As she thought this Vegeta's head snapped towards her and he gave her a strange look. Bulma looked away quickly feeling flustered *Can he actually hear my thoughts.. No that's impossible.* She stared at the red rose in the middle of the table and sighed. Yamcha had hurt her, but he made it up and in the best way he ever could. He loved her and she.. well she thought she loved him, but now she wasn't so sure. She saw him in a different light to what she did before, and this disturbed her. She sighed, without him she would be lonely. That was the one things she was most afraid of.
"Yo, earth to Bulma?!" Yamcha was snapping his fingers in front of her face. "Wake up babe, you're zoning out. What's up?"
"Oh nothing, just thinking about tonight, it was sweet of you Yamcha, thank you." She leaned him and planted a kiss on his lips, much to his surprise. Yamcha smiled against her and gently kissed back. They pulled apart slightly and he whispered, "Does this mean I'm truly forgiven? I'm so sorry I hurt you Bulma."
Bulma smiled, knowing full well she didn't want to be more than friends, but she just didn't want to be alone, "You're forgiven Yamcha." She twisted in her seat to hug him properly. True she did forgive Yamcha, albeit she didn't want to. She was just trying save face in front of her friends.
"I love you Bulma.." Yamcha said this out loud, much to everyone's surprise. They all knew that Yamcha had a problem with settling down. They stopped talking to watch the pair in their embrace.
"Yeah..you too Yamcha." Bulma hesitated *You know you don't love him like that!! How can you lie to him? He hurt you!!* Her inner self was screaming at her but she pushed it away.
Vegeta froze as he watched the two lovers in a passionate embrace. He wanted to kill that scar-faced imbocile, rip him apart, limb from limb. He didn't know why though. *Why should I care? It's not like I want that loud-mouthed human woman anyway. As if I would ever take her for a mate* But then why didn't he want anyone else to have her? These feelings to him were alien, and he didn't like them one bit. He saw the food arrive, relieved he barked at the oblivious couple. "Enough with this pathetic show of emotion!" Everyone jumped at Vegeta's outburst.
"Oh get real Vegeta!" Bulma yelled at him, annoyed for ruining her moment. "Why's it bothering you so much? What, can't handle a little emotion? Too weak?" Bulma knew she said too much, but she didn't care.
"The food is here and I do not want to witness your public display of emotions while I am eating. It is sickening, trying to eat and having to face you two in that manner. Now stop complaining wench and do as you're told." Vegeta smirked triumphantly.
Big mistake. Bulma stood up ready to strangle him when a soft hand tugged at her arm. She looked to see Yamcha pleading with his eyes to let it go, but she couldn't. *How dare he insult me?!* "Look you constipated stupid monkey I suggest you shut up or-"
"Or what, woman? You'll kill me? I don't think so." Vegeta smiled evilly. He loved the way her eyes sparkled when they were angry. *Wait I didn't just think that.. Did I?*
Bulma screeched, "Why you midget troll-"
"Loud-mouthed baka."
"Why of all the nerve! You disgusting animal!"
"Wench."
"Murderer."
"Weakling."
"I am not weak!"
"Heh, could have fooled me you-"
"Oh shut up Vegeta, your head is always up your ass, do you know that?" She seethed wanting to kill him so much. "You always think you're better than everyone else, well NEWSFLASH, your not! Stop living in the stone age 'Ug me Prince of Saiya-jins, ug bow to me. Oog Woman, me want food ug. Get or I hit you with my cave stick.' I mean puh-lease! And another thing-"
"Bulma, the food is here, that's enough now. It's your birthday so you should calm down ok?" Her father looked at her with a stern face, "I know I've raised you better than this."
She sighed and slumped back into her seat defeated. "Sorry dad, I just lost it there for a second." Turning and looking at everyone, "I should apologise to you guys too. Sorry, you know how my temper is.." She said as she saw Vegeta scowl.
"That's ok Bulma," Krillan said. "We know how it is sometimes."
"Yeah Bulma, it's ok. I say we eat, I'm starving!" Goku started to pile food onto his plate.
"Goku, you're alway's hungry," yelled Chi-Chi, whacking him upside the head.
When Bulma saw everyone's plates were full and they were about to eat she stood up smiling. The group watched her, waiting patiently apart from Goku who was trying to stuff food in his mouth, only to have his head whacked by Chi-Chi again.
"Ahem." Bulma cleared her throat and smiled at everyone. "Before you start eating or in Goku's case, inhaling the food, I just wanted to say thank you, to everyone. This certainly was a surprise and I am so happy I get to share my life with such wonderful people. I just hope that.. we all stay together and that we all survive the androids." Bulma heard her voice crack but smiled at everyone. "Well, let's dig in!!"
After everyone finished eating Bulma stood up and slipped quietly away, unnoticed, for a walk on the beach. She took off her sandals and holding them in one hand started to stroll lazily down along the beach next to the ocean. Sighing she looked up at the sky as a sudden breeze caused her aqua hair to swirl around her face. *So much has happened, I can't believe time is going by so quickly..* Bulma's thoughts drifted to a certain prince. She smiled to herself as she thought of his intense eyes and perfect form. He was an ass but she couldn't deny it any longer, the attraction was there, but it felt wrong.
She couldn't hurt Yamcha, even though he had hurt her. Besides, the almighty prince certainly didn't like her in that way. She hated what he was doing to her, *I love Yamcha. Don't I..?* With that Bulma turned to face that vast expanse, she threw her sandals down on the beach and began to proceed in to the water. She gasped as she felt the cold water against her sensitive skin. She soon got used to it and stopped until the water covered her mid-calf. Here she stood kicking at the water playfully, immersed in her thoughts. Little did she know that she was being watched by a pair of onyx eyes.
Vegeta saw Bulma slip away from the crowd quietly. Allowing curiosity to get the better of him, he followed her silently, flying in the air behind her, hidden by the darkness of the sky. *What is that foolish onna doing now?* Vegeta smirked in amusement as her saw her walk in to the water lapping at her feet. He heard her gasp but continue to go further out until she the water reached mid-calf. He watched as she playfully kicked at the water, *So child-like, yet so intriguing. Well I am now officially an insane Saiya-jin. To find this humaniod interesting? Ech, I need to train.* He continued to watch her silently when he saw a tall figure approaching her. He cursed silently as he saw the figure join Bulma. He floated above them watching, his eyes never leaving Bulma's form.
Bulma shook her head as she saw Yamcha approaching her. Forcing a smile she stepped back to avoid his hug.
"You ok babe? Seem distant tonight.." Yamcha hugged her close whispering.
"I'm ok, just thinking thats all." Bulma sighed, she was feeling too confused right now.
"About..?" He rubbed her back softly.
"Us.. Yamcha, why did you cheat on me?
"Uh.. Look maybe we shouldn't talk about this right now-"
"Fine, whatever." Bulma was beginning to become angry now.
"Look babe, don't be like that. It just happened that one time-"
"And I suppose that makes it alright?" Bulma spat back, getting sick of this continuous circle. "I thought you loved me.."
"Bulma I thought you and I made up? I thought you were forgiving me.." Yamcha was starting to panic now.
"That was so the others wouldn't see our sham of a relationship, and because I don't want to be alone." There she had said it. She felt a weight lift from her shoulders.
"Bulma.. What are you saying?" Yamcha held his breath.
"I'm saying Yamcha that I've forgiven you but, I don't want to be with you anymore." Bulma felt her head begin to throb. "Do you have any idea of how much you hurt me Yamcha? I came home that night and I felt like I was dying.. Dying, Yamcha. You've killed our relationship... You've killed me Yamcha." She barely whispered out the words, yet Vegeta heard evey single word. With that she turned away from him trying to hide the tears forming in her eyes. *What's happening to me? I'm so confused about how I feel...*
"Bulma..." Yamcha trailed off not knowing what to say.
"..." The silence was deafening to both of them, finally Yamcha sighed and did what he thought was best.
"I can't believe this is actually happening, but, if you want to go your own way then I understand Bulma."
Bulma's head snapped up in surprise, "Yamcha..?"
"I love you Bulma. I didn't lie when I said that, but I can also see this isn't going to work. You'll always be my best friend and if you ever need anything, I'll be there for you." Yamcha looked at Bulma expectantly.
Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck burying her face in his chest she whispered, "Always Yamcha, I love you too and I'm glad we can stay friends. We've been together for ten years, and I don't want to throw our friendship away. You were my first love and you're special to me, always will be." Smiling she pulled away and sighed "Let's get back to the party." Yamcha only nodded as he follwed Bulma back to the party.
Vegeta had watched the whole seen unfold before his eyes *So it's really over between her and that idiotic, dunderhead of a weakling* With that thought he smirked and blasted off into the night never to be seen again by the people he knew on earth.. Well not soon anyway.
A/N: ~Laughs evilly~ Where has Vegeta gone? hehehe. Now the story is starting to take on an AU form, hopefully you'll like! But what is this, where is Veggie going? ~rubs hands together~ Stay tuned for the next exciting episode of DragonballZ!!!
Next chapter: Vegeta's gone insane and kidnaps Bulma?! HUH! NOOOO...
Vegeta: I refuse to go insane!
JluvsVeggie: And what're you gonna do about it!? ~Laughs hysterically~
Vegeta: ~Stares at JluvsVeggie with disgust~ Looks to me like you're the one who's lost a few screws!
JluvsVeggie: WHAT! You troll! ~tries to pounce on Vegeta~ *BIG MISTAKE* ~See's Veggies evil look, backs away slowly~ Uh nice troll, gooood little troll!
Vegeta: Die insane woman!! ~points finger to shoot ki blast~
JluvsVeggie: Oh crap ~runs for her life again~