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Saiyan Android Bulma Saga
ch1-The Break up of Yamcha and Bulma
Summary of Story: Vegeta denys his love for Bulma. Later she gives birth to Trunks. Gero kidnaps her and turns her into half saiyan and half android. What will happen to her? And how will the others react?
ch1-Breakups
A/N: The real action doesn't start in this chap.
Bulma leaned against the back of her chair with a tired look on her face. She had been trying to figure about stuff about Jeff Gero that it was straining her eyes just looking at the PC. She shut it off and got ready for bed. She had to wake up early to feed her ' guest ' The pain-in-the-ass- one.
THE next morning Bulma woke up with a terrible headache and it hurt so much. The research had been so tiring. That lavender haired kid had already told them of the upcoming androids. And yet she couldn't find anything about Gero!
She sighed and quickly scrambled out of bed. What an exhausting day that was gonna come. The saiyan Prince would call her in 5...4...3...2...1..
"WOMAN!"
"Thought so.." Bulma muttered as she quickly changed.
"WOMAN!"
"SHUT UP! I'M COMING YOU IDIOT!" Bulma screamed at him.
Bulma went downstairs, looking tired and very thin. She hadn't eat in a few days. She was totally tired and very very frustrated. This was because she had been researching Gero day and night. And she did NOT want to get in another fight with this stupid saiyan idiot.
"Get me some breakfast, onna," Vegeta demanded.
Bulma yawned and snapped, "I'm tired and I am hungry too, so be quiet. I do not want your little fucking insults today. So sit patiently or I won't cook. Not unless you'd like my mothers."
Vegeta glared at her and shut up. Her mother's cooking was unbearable. She couldn't even make toast without burning it. Bulma's cooking was a lot better. But occasionly she got distacted and accidently let it burn.
Bulma quickly got out a lot of bacon, eggs, pancakes, and...well let's just say about everything. A saiyan eats a lot. And Vegeta could eat as much as Goku if he wanted to. But at least Vegeta gad manners
"You saiyans eat too much," Bulma complained.
After cooking it Bulma set about a hundred plates on the table. 99 for Vegeta and 1 for her. Bulma scooted a little away from Vegeta.
"You've been here 6 months and you bark orders at me. Cook or fix the gravity machine. No thanks yous or anything," Bulma mumbled.
"Well I'm gonna help you defeat the androids! I'm not defeating the androids for your pathetic ass."
"Goku Son could defeat them himself. I bet if he hadn't had that heart virus in the future then he would beat them up. So go ahead and leave if you want," Bulma said as she started to eat.
Vegeta just grunted and began eating.
When Bulma was done she went into her lab and started on a new project. Another thing for the stupid Prince. That's what Bulma always thought.
' I'm the saiyan Prince. Get me food! Fix my gravity machine! Make some stupid droids! Stupid Vegeta...! ' Bulma thought as she started on the droids.
"DAMN IT!" She cursed as one of the sharp metal cut her deep in the skin on her finger.
She quickly went to the sink and washed it off.
"B-chan?" A voice said behind her.
Bulma jumped and turned to look at the visitor.
"Goku! Stop sneaking up on me like that! Ever since you learned of that technique you have been scaring the shit outta me!" Bulma complained.
Goku scratched his head, "Uh. Sorry Bulma. I just wanted to know if Vegeta would spar with me."
"I don't know! Ask him yourself! The royal-pain is in the gravity room! Why didn't you just teleport there yourself?" She pointed out.
"Because Gohan and ChiChi said to say that they said hi to you. Um, ok?" Goku put his hand behind his head and grinned.
Bulma smiled. Goku was Goku.
"Thanks Goku. Just ask him in the gravity room. I have to finish the droids. He demands too much-" Bulma said, but when she looked around he was gone. Bulma just threw her hands up and went back to work.
Goku teleported in front of the gravity room just as she started to talk. Goku knocked several times, but no answer.
"VEGETA?" Goku called, with a confused expression.
No answer.
"Um....Vegeta? Vegetable head? Veggie? 'Geta? Mr. Veg-head? Vegetable King? Um, Veg-" Goku was cut off when the door opened when a mad Prince came out.
"DO NOT CALL ME SUCH IDIOT NAMES, KAKAROTT! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Vegeta yelled.
Goku covered his ears, "Wanna spar? Gohan and Piccolo are taking a break, but just wanna spar an-"
"Yeah, yeah. Meet me in the mountains when we first fought in a half an hour," Vegeta said as he shut the door on him.
Goku stood at the door for a minute registering what he heard in his head before a grin spread over his face. He would get to fight Vegeta!
"I wonder what food I could eat for a half an hour here..." Goku grinned as he headed for Bulma's kitchen.
Bulma had went back into the kitchen for some scissors when someone behind her said, "Bulma? Can you-"
"STOP SCARING ME LIKE THAT!" Bulma said as she looked at Goku. Then she laughed.
"I know what you're gonna say. Whenever you come into the kitchen you want some food. I'll get some of my bots to cook you something," Bulma said as she went to activate a bot.
Bulma came out with a bot and quickly put it on cook. The bot quickly took Goku's order and Bulma was went back to her lab.
MEANWHILE Vegeta took a quick 15 minute shower and changed into another of his armor suits. Bulma's mother had made several of them for him. Since she was a great clothes maker. And they looked exactly like his original one on Namek.
Vegeta finished and went back into the kitchen to grab a snack. He saw Goku eating everything a little bot gave him. Vegeta rolled his eyes and sat down, joining Goku eating.
When they had finished they got up and flew to the desert to have a little sparring session.
SHE quickly finished the last droid with her father's help and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Bulma grinned more as she said, "Finally! We're done!"
"Yep. I wonder how our guest is gonna react," Mr. Briefs said thoughtfully.
"That's just it. He's NOT gonna react. He'll just take them and not even say thank you. Inconsiderate basta-" Bulma got cut off.-
"Come on, honey. Give him a chance," John said.
"Maybe," Bulma shrugged as she heard footsteps coming close.
"Bulma, dear! Yamcha is here!" Bunni called.
"Alright mom! Just a second!" Bulma said, growing happy.
Bulma hurried upstairs and saw Yamcha talking with her mom in the kitchen. Goku had already left with Vegeta to spar.
"Yamcha!" Bulma grinned and hugged him. Bunni had left as Bulma entered.
"Hey, babe! Wanna go out? To a restaurant? I'll pay," Yamcha said, as he kissed her.
"Mmm. 'course I will. That baseball career really got you famous, y'know."
"Alright. I'll stop back by at about....um 8:00 pm, kay?" Yamcha asked.
"Perfect. What time is it now?" Bulma agreed and asked.
"It's noon," Yamcha said.
Bulma slid her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. Yamcha put his arms around her waist. Someone cleared their throat. Both pulled away and saw Goku who looked a little exhausted. Probably from sparring.
"What?" Bulma asked in an annoyed voice.
"Oh me and Vegeta are gonna spar for a long time so Vegeta says to tell you to have dinner by 7:30," Goku repeated what Vegeta had told him to say.
"Vegeta can't order me around! Tell him the droids will fix it! The only reason I cook for him is cuz mom says I should do it myself to please the guests! ALRIGHT?!" Bulma yelled.
"Okay. I'll tell Vegeta this. Um, bye!" Goku said quickly as he went out.
Bulma shook her head and looked into Yamcha's eyes and said, "Be on time."
"Aren't I always?" Yamcha grinned.
"Yep."
Yamcha left and Bulma was now getting bored. She didn't have to talk to anyone today. It was a day off actually. So she could do anything.
"I bet ChiChi needs company," Bulma said thoughtfully as she went upstairs to go to ChiChi's house. Gohan and Piccolo were probably in the mountains training.
Bulma changed out of her present clothes, and then she took a shower. When she got out, Bulma wrapped a towel around her. She dressed into short white shorts and a blue shirt. Bulma wore red lipstick and green eyeshadow. She looked at herself in the mirror and nodded approval to herself.
"Mom! Dad! I'm going to ChiChis!" Bulma announced as she went out the door.
Bulma smiled and then popped open a car capsule. A red, expensive convertable appeared and she hopped in. She stopped in front of ChiChi's house. It didn't matter because there was no road. The Sons lived in the woods. Goku seemed to be attached to the wilderness ever since he was a kid.
ChiChi came out to see who it was, and she grinned.
"Hey ChiChi!" Bulma greeted as she made it up to the house.
"Come in! I'm glad that for once someone is here to see me and not my son or husband!" ChiChi said.
Bulma came in and looked in the Son hold. Everything was so clean. But this was ChiChi's house we're talking about. She cleaned, cook, and who knows what. They both sat on the couch and began to talk about things going on.
"I'm going out with Yamcha!" Bulma announced.
"That's great! Although, I wish Goku would take me somewhere. All he does is train," ChiChi complained.
"Don't worry Chi. If I went with Goku somewhere then he'd definetly scare the waiters with his manner of eating," Bulma laughed. ChiChi began to laugh too.
ChiChi said, "So how are you doing with Yamcha?"
"Not too good...he hasn't taken me out for two months! I don't understand! Is he training too much? But he usually tries to avoid training! And I don't know what to think or-"
"Don't worry, Bulma. Maybe he was training too much. He's taking a break so try to relax," ChiChi calmed her.
"But ChiChi! What if he's been cheating? Or flirting with other girls?! I barely know him anymore! When we were both 16 he was sooo sooo shy around girls! And it was so cute! But now since I cured him of that he has been sooo flirtacious! I mean I may not be the best or anything, but I am loyal! And not to mention-"
"Calm down. Maybe it's just not working out! You've barely dated other guys! And the other ones that you have were too scared of your temper - no offense - or they just loved your looks. Just don't worry about it," ChiChi said.
"But I thought he loved me! He said it soo many times! And I can't be alone! Other guys would die to have me, but I want an oh so special someone! Someone loyal and similiar to me," She said.
"You'll find someone. Don't worry. I'm sure it'll be okay. Nothing bad can happen, can it?"
"I guess....but Yamcha has said he loved me soo many times and I can't deny him! I'm denying myself so much and I-I don't know! Maybe he is the one! I just don't think he's the guy I should marry! He'd flirt too much even when we're married," Bulma said.
"To tell the truth, Yamcha is a great guy, a great friend, but I don't think he is the one for you. I think you should break it to him tonight. Maybe at the park instead. It'll be calmer so you two don't make a scene," ChiChi suggested.
"You're right! I can't just sit down and think he'll always be there for me! I guess I could...but it might break his heart. M 'kay. I understand. I'll call you tomorrow to see how it goes tonight. If I don't then I'm probably too sad or something else," Bulma said.
"Alright. So do you want something to eat?" ChiChi asked.
Bulma smiled and replied, "No thanks. I'll be fine. I wish someone would ask me that at my house though. The saiyan prince always asks me that. All he does is eat, train, eat, train, and occasionly watch TV. It's really unnerving. Then we always get in word fights. He is a real handful!"
"I hate that man. He tried to kill my Goku and my Gohan! That man doesn't deserve to live!" ChiChi agreed.
"Actually, he'd not THAT bad. He's changed a little. Oh sure he's arrogant, stubborn, hot, and stupid, but - did I just say hot?!?!?!?! What has become of me?" Bulma smacked her head.
ChiChi giggled, "Well saiyans do seem to be hot. Goku is really hot and muscled and Vegeta is the same."
Bulma blushed, "ChiChi! You're acting like a school girl!"
"Maybe. But you have to admit I am right," ChiChi said.
"Yeah. You are. And it's amazing that Goku seemed so small and then all the sudden he was tall! But Vegeta stayed short! He's only 2 to 3 inches taller than me!" Bulma pointed out.
"At least he's not a foot shorter than you," ChiChi said.
"Krillen is though. I was sure he'd grow, but I'm positive he'll find someone someday. Maybe he'll find a soulmate or something. A lot of strange things happen on Earth. First the saiyans and now a boy from the future comes! A time machine...who would of thought that possible! Who is the parents of that kid anyway? He looked famaliar." Bulma said thoughtfully.
"Maybe I have another kid! What would I call him? Would I actually get another child! But the kid had lavender hair! Maybe - nah! not possible! Anyway, how is Vegeta treating you?" ChiChi asked, concerned.
"Stubbornly. All he does is complain and orders me around. Who woulda thought that I would be ordered around by an inconsiderable idiot!" Bulma said.
AFTER talking for several hours Bulma said it was time to leave because of her date and she needed to get ready for her date.
"Bye Bulma! Come again if you want! I'd love company!" ChiChi said as she waved bye from the door.
"Bye ChiChi! I'll see you sometime!" Bulma yelled back as she took off.
WHEN she got to the house it was 6:30. Bulma sighed as she took the phone and began dialing Yamcha's phone number.
"Moshi Moshi?" The voice answered.
"Yamcha? I wanted to ask if we could go to the park instead of the restaurant? I need to tell you something important," Bulma said, not at all letting her voice crack.
"Um, yeah sure! It's not formal is it?" Yamcha asked, unsure.
"No. Just wear something casual," Bulma replied as she hung up and began deciding what to wear.
AT 7:30 Vegeta had returned and was eating the food that the bots had cooked. But now he was sitting in front of the TV. Watching a war show with tons of explosions and killings. And he'd laugh when a man was killed and he'd mutter, "Stupid humans."
AT 7:55 Bulma was ready and came downstairs. She wore a blue dress with a green scarf around her neck. It wasn't that formal, but looked really good on her. She had red lipstick and her hair was up with a few curls dangling on end. And she had on white high heeled shoes. Her nails were blue, too. (What can I say? Blue looks good on her.)
And just in case she brought a capsule car in case Yamcha might not drive her home after she would break up with him.
Vegeta turned and almost dropped his chips. She looked magnificent. Especially when the hallway light hit her. So gorgeous to him. Things turned out of slow motion-
"Going out with your weakling mate?" Vegeta stated more than asked.
"He's not my mate. I'm gonna try to break up with him tonight. Don't say a word, alright?" Bulma glared.
"As if that could happen. Trying isn't good enough. Doing what you're supposed to do is good enough. So I doubt," Vegeta said confidently as if he was right.
"Shut up! I can break up with him and-"
*Doorbell*
She glared at him one last time and answered the door. Yamcha was wearing something formal. He had a black tie and suit. And a red rose in his hand. Bulma bit her lip. Why was he so formally dressed up? She was gonna break up with him.
"Bulma, these are for you," Yamcha said as he handed them to her.
She smiled and put them on a nearby table.
"Thank you," Bulma said.
"The park, then? I have something really important for you," Yamcha grinned.
"Why are you formally dressed?" Bulma asked.
"It's a special night," Yamcha said as he opened the car door for her.
When they arrived at the park both stopped at a tree. This was Bulma's favorite tree in the world. It always just seemed to be there.
"Yamcha-" Bulma said but was cut off.
"Let me go first. I want to tell you something," Yamcha said as he got on one knee.
Bulma's eyes went wide and she thought, ' Please no! Let him just be hurt and just on one knee! No! '
"I've known you practically all my life and I think it's time to take the next step. I know a couple times I cheated on you, but I love you. So, Bulma Briefs, will you marry me?" Yamcha asked.
Time seemed to slow as Bulma collected what she had heard in her head. It wasn't possible. How could she say no? But how could she say yes? If she wanted to end it now then it would be NOW. No turn backs. She was strong. Bulma would NOT let this get to her. It was now or never.
"Yamcha..." Bulma sighed. "I-I can't. I'm sorry."
Yamcha got off of his knee and stood up, totally confused and waiting for an explanation. Bulma had to say it. She couldn't stop what she was gonna say.
"Oh Kami Yamcha. If I knew you were going to do it today then I would have never done this now. I should have done this before then. But I can not marry you," Bulma said, refusing the tears that might come.
"W-Why?" Yamcha choked out.
"Because I don't feel what I used to for you. We've known each other soo long and went on and off dating, but I just can't. You'll always be my best friend, but I-I-" Bulma started crying.
She continued, "I can't trust you when I'm married to you. But I can trust you as my best friend. I'm sorry Yamcha."
Yamcha was speechless as Bulma had her head down with tears spilling over his cheeks. He hadn't expected this. And he KNEW that now it was final. No excuses. It was over and there was absolutely nothing he could do. Nothing....
"Bulma - I-I guess you're right. L-Let me take you home," Yamcha offered as he too had a few tears trickling down the side of his face.
Bulma shook her head. Refusing to let him see her crying.
"I'll drive for now in my own car. We need a break for right now. I-I have a car. Go ahead and go," Bulma said, but the cracks in her voice were evident.
She looked up and saw that Yamcha's car had started and he had already left. Bulma's hand was shaking. Didn't she do the right thing? Bulma popped out her capsule and a car appeared. She got in and drove home.
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A/N: How is it? Bulma breaks it to him. Yamcha doesn't cheat soo much. He's a decent person, but she just couldn't trust him. So when is the V/B? Find out soon! So REVIEW!
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-Speedy-
Saiyan Android Bulma Saga
ch1-The Break up of Yamcha and Bulma
Summary of Story: Vegeta denys his love for Bulma. Later she gives birth to Trunks. Gero kidnaps her and turns her into half saiyan and half android. What will happen to her? And how will the others react?
ch1-Breakups
A/N: The real action doesn't start in this chap.
Bulma leaned against the back of her chair with a tired look on her face. She had been trying to figure about stuff about Jeff Gero that it was straining her eyes just looking at the PC. She shut it off and got ready for bed. She had to wake up early to feed her ' guest ' The pain-in-the-ass- one.
THE next morning Bulma woke up with a terrible headache and it hurt so much. The research had been so tiring. That lavender haired kid had already told them of the upcoming androids. And yet she couldn't find anything about Gero!
She sighed and quickly scrambled out of bed. What an exhausting day that was gonna come. The saiyan Prince would call her in 5...4...3...2...1..
"WOMAN!"
"Thought so.." Bulma muttered as she quickly changed.
"WOMAN!"
"SHUT UP! I'M COMING YOU IDIOT!" Bulma screamed at him.
Bulma went downstairs, looking tired and very thin. She hadn't eat in a few days. She was totally tired and very very frustrated. This was because she had been researching Gero day and night. And she did NOT want to get in another fight with this stupid saiyan idiot.
"Get me some breakfast, onna," Vegeta demanded.
Bulma yawned and snapped, "I'm tired and I am hungry too, so be quiet. I do not want your little fucking insults today. So sit patiently or I won't cook. Not unless you'd like my mothers."
Vegeta glared at her and shut up. Her mother's cooking was unbearable. She couldn't even make toast without burning it. Bulma's cooking was a lot better. But occasionly she got distacted and accidently let it burn.
Bulma quickly got out a lot of bacon, eggs, pancakes, and...well let's just say about everything. A saiyan eats a lot. And Vegeta could eat as much as Goku if he wanted to. But at least Vegeta gad manners
"You saiyans eat too much," Bulma complained.
After cooking it Bulma set about a hundred plates on the table. 99 for Vegeta and 1 for her. Bulma scooted a little away from Vegeta.
"You've been here 6 months and you bark orders at me. Cook or fix the gravity machine. No thanks yous or anything," Bulma mumbled.
"Well I'm gonna help you defeat the androids! I'm not defeating the androids for your pathetic ass."
"Goku Son could defeat them himself. I bet if he hadn't had that heart virus in the future then he would beat them up. So go ahead and leave if you want," Bulma said as she started to eat.
Vegeta just grunted and began eating.
When Bulma was done she went into her lab and started on a new project. Another thing for the stupid Prince. That's what Bulma always thought.
' I'm the saiyan Prince. Get me food! Fix my gravity machine! Make some stupid droids! Stupid Vegeta...! ' Bulma thought as she started on the droids.
"DAMN IT!" She cursed as one of the sharp metal cut her deep in the skin on her finger.
She quickly went to the sink and washed it off.
"B-chan?" A voice said behind her.
Bulma jumped and turned to look at the visitor.
"Goku! Stop sneaking up on me like that! Ever since you learned of that technique you have been scaring the shit outta me!" Bulma complained.
Goku scratched his head, "Uh. Sorry Bulma. I just wanted to know if Vegeta would spar with me."
"I don't know! Ask him yourself! The royal-pain is in the gravity room! Why didn't you just teleport there yourself?" She pointed out.
"Because Gohan and ChiChi said to say that they said hi to you. Um, ok?" Goku put his hand behind his head and grinned.
Bulma smiled. Goku was Goku.
"Thanks Goku. Just ask him in the gravity room. I have to finish the droids. He demands too much-" Bulma said, but when she looked around he was gone. Bulma just threw her hands up and went back to work.
Goku teleported in front of the gravity room just as she started to talk. Goku knocked several times, but no answer.
"VEGETA?" Goku called, with a confused expression.
No answer.
"Um....Vegeta? Vegetable head? Veggie? 'Geta? Mr. Veg-head? Vegetable King? Um, Veg-" Goku was cut off when the door opened when a mad Prince came out.
"DO NOT CALL ME SUCH IDIOT NAMES, KAKAROTT! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Vegeta yelled.
Goku covered his ears, "Wanna spar? Gohan and Piccolo are taking a break, but just wanna spar an-"
"Yeah, yeah. Meet me in the mountains when we first fought in a half an hour," Vegeta said as he shut the door on him.
Goku stood at the door for a minute registering what he heard in his head before a grin spread over his face. He would get to fight Vegeta!
"I wonder what food I could eat for a half an hour here..." Goku grinned as he headed for Bulma's kitchen.
Bulma had went back into the kitchen for some scissors when someone behind her said, "Bulma? Can you-"
"STOP SCARING ME LIKE THAT!" Bulma said as she looked at Goku. Then she laughed.
"I know what you're gonna say. Whenever you come into the kitchen you want some food. I'll get some of my bots to cook you something," Bulma said as she went to activate a bot.
Bulma came out with a bot and quickly put it on cook. The bot quickly took Goku's order and Bulma was went back to her lab.
MEANWHILE Vegeta took a quick 15 minute shower and changed into another of his armor suits. Bulma's mother had made several of them for him. Since she was a great clothes maker. And they looked exactly like his original one on Namek.
Vegeta finished and went back into the kitchen to grab a snack. He saw Goku eating everything a little bot gave him. Vegeta rolled his eyes and sat down, joining Goku eating.
When they had finished they got up and flew to the desert to have a little sparring session.
SHE quickly finished the last droid with her father's help and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Bulma grinned more as she said, "Finally! We're done!"
"Yep. I wonder how our guest is gonna react," Mr. Briefs said thoughtfully.
"That's just it. He's NOT gonna react. He'll just take them and not even say thank you. Inconsiderate basta-" Bulma got cut off.-
"Come on, honey. Give him a chance," John said.
"Maybe," Bulma shrugged as she heard footsteps coming close.
"Bulma, dear! Yamcha is here!" Bunni called.
"Alright mom! Just a second!" Bulma said, growing happy.
Bulma hurried upstairs and saw Yamcha talking with her mom in the kitchen. Goku had already left with Vegeta to spar.
"Yamcha!" Bulma grinned and hugged him. Bunni had left as Bulma entered.
"Hey, babe! Wanna go out? To a restaurant? I'll pay," Yamcha said, as he kissed her.
"Mmm. 'course I will. That baseball career really got you famous, y'know."
"Alright. I'll stop back by at about....um 8:00 pm, kay?" Yamcha asked.
"Perfect. What time is it now?" Bulma agreed and asked.
"It's noon," Yamcha said.
Bulma slid her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. Yamcha put his arms around her waist. Someone cleared their throat. Both pulled away and saw Goku who looked a little exhausted. Probably from sparring.
"What?" Bulma asked in an annoyed voice.
"Oh me and Vegeta are gonna spar for a long time so Vegeta says to tell you to have dinner by 7:30," Goku repeated what Vegeta had told him to say.
"Vegeta can't order me around! Tell him the droids will fix it! The only reason I cook for him is cuz mom says I should do it myself to please the guests! ALRIGHT?!" Bulma yelled.
"Okay. I'll tell Vegeta this. Um, bye!" Goku said quickly as he went out.
Bulma shook her head and looked into Yamcha's eyes and said, "Be on time."
"Aren't I always?" Yamcha grinned.
"Yep."
Yamcha left and Bulma was now getting bored. She didn't have to talk to anyone today. It was a day off actually. So she could do anything.
"I bet ChiChi needs company," Bulma said thoughtfully as she went upstairs to go to ChiChi's house. Gohan and Piccolo were probably in the mountains training.
Bulma changed out of her present clothes, and then she took a shower. When she got out, Bulma wrapped a towel around her. She dressed into short white shorts and a blue shirt. Bulma wore red lipstick and green eyeshadow. She looked at herself in the mirror and nodded approval to herself.
"Mom! Dad! I'm going to ChiChis!" Bulma announced as she went out the door.
Bulma smiled and then popped open a car capsule. A red, expensive convertable appeared and she hopped in. She stopped in front of ChiChi's house. It didn't matter because there was no road. The Sons lived in the woods. Goku seemed to be attached to the wilderness ever since he was a kid.
ChiChi came out to see who it was, and she grinned.
"Hey ChiChi!" Bulma greeted as she made it up to the house.
"Come in! I'm glad that for once someone is here to see me and not my son or husband!" ChiChi said.
Bulma came in and looked in the Son hold. Everything was so clean. But this was ChiChi's house we're talking about. She cleaned, cook, and who knows what. They both sat on the couch and began to talk about things going on.
"I'm going out with Yamcha!" Bulma announced.
"That's great! Although, I wish Goku would take me somewhere. All he does is train," ChiChi complained.
"Don't worry Chi. If I went with Goku somewhere then he'd definetly scare the waiters with his manner of eating," Bulma laughed. ChiChi began to laugh too.
ChiChi said, "So how are you doing with Yamcha?"
"Not too good...he hasn't taken me out for two months! I don't understand! Is he training too much? But he usually tries to avoid training! And I don't know what to think or-"
"Don't worry, Bulma. Maybe he was training too much. He's taking a break so try to relax," ChiChi calmed her.
"But ChiChi! What if he's been cheating? Or flirting with other girls?! I barely know him anymore! When we were both 16 he was sooo sooo shy around girls! And it was so cute! But now since I cured him of that he has been sooo flirtacious! I mean I may not be the best or anything, but I am loyal! And not to mention-"
"Calm down. Maybe it's just not working out! You've barely dated other guys! And the other ones that you have were too scared of your temper - no offense - or they just loved your looks. Just don't worry about it," ChiChi said.
"But I thought he loved me! He said it soo many times! And I can't be alone! Other guys would die to have me, but I want an oh so special someone! Someone loyal and similiar to me," She said.
"You'll find someone. Don't worry. I'm sure it'll be okay. Nothing bad can happen, can it?"
"I guess....but Yamcha has said he loved me soo many times and I can't deny him! I'm denying myself so much and I-I don't know! Maybe he is the one! I just don't think he's the guy I should marry! He'd flirt too much even when we're married," Bulma said.
"To tell the truth, Yamcha is a great guy, a great friend, but I don't think he is the one for you. I think you should break it to him tonight. Maybe at the park instead. It'll be calmer so you two don't make a scene," ChiChi suggested.
"You're right! I can't just sit down and think he'll always be there for me! I guess I could...but it might break his heart. M 'kay. I understand. I'll call you tomorrow to see how it goes tonight. If I don't then I'm probably too sad or something else," Bulma said.
"Alright. So do you want something to eat?" ChiChi asked.
Bulma smiled and replied, "No thanks. I'll be fine. I wish someone would ask me that at my house though. The saiyan prince always asks me that. All he does is eat, train, eat, train, and occasionly watch TV. It's really unnerving. Then we always get in word fights. He is a real handful!"
"I hate that man. He tried to kill my Goku and my Gohan! That man doesn't deserve to live!" ChiChi agreed.
"Actually, he'd not THAT bad. He's changed a little. Oh sure he's arrogant, stubborn, hot, and stupid, but - did I just say hot?!?!?!?! What has become of me?" Bulma smacked her head.
ChiChi giggled, "Well saiyans do seem to be hot. Goku is really hot and muscled and Vegeta is the same."
Bulma blushed, "ChiChi! You're acting like a school girl!"
"Maybe. But you have to admit I am right," ChiChi said.
"Yeah. You are. And it's amazing that Goku seemed so small and then all the sudden he was tall! But Vegeta stayed short! He's only 2 to 3 inches taller than me!" Bulma pointed out.
"At least he's not a foot shorter than you," ChiChi said.
"Krillen is though. I was sure he'd grow, but I'm positive he'll find someone someday. Maybe he'll find a soulmate or something. A lot of strange things happen on Earth. First the saiyans and now a boy from the future comes! A time machine...who would of thought that possible! Who is the parents of that kid anyway? He looked famaliar." Bulma said thoughtfully.
"Maybe I have another kid! What would I call him? Would I actually get another child! But the kid had lavender hair! Maybe - nah! not possible! Anyway, how is Vegeta treating you?" ChiChi asked, concerned.
"Stubbornly. All he does is complain and orders me around. Who woulda thought that I would be ordered around by an inconsiderable idiot!" Bulma said.
AFTER talking for several hours Bulma said it was time to leave because of her date and she needed to get ready for her date.
"Bye Bulma! Come again if you want! I'd love company!" ChiChi said as she waved bye from the door.
"Bye ChiChi! I'll see you sometime!" Bulma yelled back as she took off.
WHEN she got to the house it was 6:30. Bulma sighed as she took the phone and began dialing Yamcha's phone number.
"Moshi Moshi?" The voice answered.
"Yamcha? I wanted to ask if we could go to the park instead of the restaurant? I need to tell you something important," Bulma said, not at all letting her voice crack.
"Um, yeah sure! It's not formal is it?" Yamcha asked, unsure.
"No. Just wear something casual," Bulma replied as she hung up and began deciding what to wear.
AT 7:30 Vegeta had returned and was eating the food that the bots had cooked. But now he was sitting in front of the TV. Watching a war show with tons of explosions and killings. And he'd laugh when a man was killed and he'd mutter, "Stupid humans."
AT 7:55 Bulma was ready and came downstairs. She wore a blue dress with a green scarf around her neck. It wasn't that formal, but looked really good on her. She had red lipstick and her hair was up with a few curls dangling on end. And she had on white high heeled shoes. Her nails were blue, too. (What can I say? Blue looks good on her.)
And just in case she brought a capsule car in case Yamcha might not drive her home after she would break up with him.
Vegeta turned and almost dropped his chips. She looked magnificent. Especially when the hallway light hit her. So gorgeous to him. Things turned out of slow motion-
"Going out with your weakling mate?" Vegeta stated more than asked.
"He's not my mate. I'm gonna try to break up with him tonight. Don't say a word, alright?" Bulma glared.
"As if that could happen. Trying isn't good enough. Doing what you're supposed to do is good enough. So I doubt," Vegeta said confidently as if he was right.
"Shut up! I can break up with him and-"
*Doorbell*
She glared at him one last time and answered the door. Yamcha was wearing something formal. He had a black tie and suit. And a red rose in his hand. Bulma bit her lip. Why was he so formally dressed up? She was gonna break up with him.
"Bulma, these are for you," Yamcha said as he handed them to her.
She smiled and put them on a nearby table.
"Thank you," Bulma said.
"The park, then? I have something really important for you," Yamcha grinned.
"Why are you formally dressed?" Bulma asked.
"It's a special night," Yamcha said as he opened the car door for her.
When they arrived at the park both stopped at a tree. This was Bulma's favorite tree in the world. It always just seemed to be there.
"Yamcha-" Bulma said but was cut off.
"Let me go first. I want to tell you something," Yamcha said as he got on one knee.
Bulma's eyes went wide and she thought, ' Please no! Let him just be hurt and just on one knee! No! '
"I've known you practically all my life and I think it's time to take the next step. I know a couple times I cheated on you, but I love you. So, Bulma Briefs, will you marry me?" Yamcha asked.
Time seemed to slow as Bulma collected what she had heard in her head. It wasn't possible. How could she say no? But how could she say yes? If she wanted to end it now then it would be NOW. No turn backs. She was strong. Bulma would NOT let this get to her. It was now or never.
"Yamcha..." Bulma sighed. "I-I can't. I'm sorry."
Yamcha got off of his knee and stood up, totally confused and waiting for an explanation. Bulma had to say it. She couldn't stop what she was gonna say.
"Oh Kami Yamcha. If I knew you were going to do it today then I would have never done this now. I should have done this before then. But I can not marry you," Bulma said, refusing the tears that might come.
"W-Why?" Yamcha choked out.
"Because I don't feel what I used to for you. We've known each other soo long and went on and off dating, but I just can't. You'll always be my best friend, but I-I-" Bulma started crying.
She continued, "I can't trust you when I'm married to you. But I can trust you as my best friend. I'm sorry Yamcha."
Yamcha was speechless as Bulma had her head down with tears spilling over his cheeks. He hadn't expected this. And he KNEW that now it was final. No excuses. It was over and there was absolutely nothing he could do. Nothing....
"Bulma - I-I guess you're right. L-Let me take you home," Yamcha offered as he too had a few tears trickling down the side of his face.
Bulma shook her head. Refusing to let him see her crying.
"I'll drive for now in my own car. We need a break for right now. I-I have a car. Go ahead and go," Bulma said, but the cracks in her voice were evident.
She looked up and saw that Yamcha's car had started and he had already left. Bulma's hand was shaking. Didn't she do the right thing? Bulma popped out her capsule and a car appeared. She got in and drove home.
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A/N: How is it? Bulma breaks it to him. Yamcha doesn't cheat soo much. He's a decent person, but she just couldn't trust him. So when is the V/B? Find out soon! So REVIEW!
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