Ok. I am really loving this. Thanks for all the great reviews so far!! Now that my honey is over 3000 miles away, I have a lot of days that are dull and no fun at all. Getting good reviews really boosts my moral!!
'Damn!' she thought as the doorbell rang a second time. She looked back at the Saiyan and felt her heart drop a little as she saw the familiar blank mask fall back into place. 'I'm getting to confused here. Either he is a really good actor, or he really does like me deep down. Oh I can't deal with this right now! I have to find out what Yamcha has up his sleeve.' She walked to the door and opened it.
"Hey babe!" Yamcha stood there, dressed in a snazzy white jacket, black pants and even a tie. "Whoa, you look gorgeous. I'll be the envy of every man in town tonight." He smiled, then noticing Vegeta leaned against the couch, he smirked. "Hey Vegeta."
"Humph."
"Gosh Yamcha, I didn't know you owned such a nice suit. Where are we going?" she hoped she didn't sound too suspicious.
"I got reservations at Point 19."
Bulma felt her mouth drop open. "Point 19?! How on earth can you afford to take me somewhere like that?" 'This just keeps getting weirder by the minute!'
"Oh, you might find I'm full of surprises tonight babe. Ready?" he took her arm and escorted her out the door. He glanced over his shoulder at the Saiyan and grinned. "Don't wait up Veg."
Vegeta frowned and entertained the thought of blasting him. 'we did agree on no rules. No, I won't win by doing that. Besides, the woman would be really pissed if I blew the idiot up. Maybe I should follow them? No. that would seem to desperate.' He watched them get into the car and drive off.
It wasn't to long a drive to Satan Cities swankiest new club. Yamcha walked in with Bulma on his arm. They did make a stunning couple. Music blared, people were dancing, lots of singles congregated around the bar.
They were led to a quiet little booth towards the back of the room, but it still held a good view of the entire establishment. The waiter took their drink order and then left them with the menus.
They talked
about different things. Danced. Ate a very good dinner. Bulma would have really
been enjoying herself, had she not known about the bet. 'I wonder when he's gonna give me my 'surprise'.'
"Are you having fun?"
"Yes, thank you. But I don't understand what has gotten into to you Yamcha. Why all the sudden did you take an interest in coming somewhere like this?"
He fidgeted a little. 'Wow. I'm actually nervous!' he thought. "I've been doing some thinking Bulma. With the androids coming and all. Well, I thought-." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a little black velvet box and handed it across the table to her. "I mean, Goku did suggest it, and said he hoped you had a healthy baby, heh." He blushed.
She froze.
A knot began to form in her stomach. 'No.
He wouldn't. He couldn't be suggesting what I think he is.' She stared at
the box as he opened it. 'Oh Kami, no! I
never thought he would go this far to win a bet with Vegeta!'
It wasn't a huge diamond, but it glittered in its black box. Like a beacon in an endless sea. The jewel held the dreams of an entire lifetime in its brilliant shimmer. A suddenly cold and empty light.
"Well? Do
ya wanna get married?" 'Why is she looking
like I just stabbed her?'
She fought
back a wave of violent emotion, but a tear brimmed her lashes and slid down her
cheek. 'All I've ever wanted was for us
to get married. And this is how it ends up happening? What do I do? Kill him?
Say yes and string him along? Hmm. Well, if I say yes, then I can kill two
birds with one stone. Literally. Just stay calm. Revenge will come. Patience.
Deep breathe. That's good. Now smile.'
"Babe? You alright?" 'man, I thought she'd be thrilled. She's been badgering me for this for the last several years!'
She held out her hand and let him slip the ring on her finger. "Of course I'll marry you." The words sounded hollow to her, but apparently he didn't catch it because he smiled triumphantly and kissed her.
"You've
just made me the happiest man on earth babe." 'And Vegeta the sorriest!'
'Oh, we'll see about that.'
Vegeta had just stepped out of the shower when he heard the car pull into the drive. He glanced at the clock. 2:30am. He dried off briskly. He had tried to train, but the thought of what the woman was doing kept invading his thoughts, making it impossible to fight even the puny training bots. He slipped on a pair of loose gray shorts and went to the kitchen for a late snack.
He sneered at the man who was leaned against the kitchen counter. "Well, well. Back so soon?"
"Yeah, well, we had a very eventful evening." He smiled.
"Humph. I can't imagine how any evening with you would be anything but pure hell." He poured himself a glass of milk and downed it in one gulp.
Bulma walked into the kitchen and looked at the two men. "What are you still doing up Vegeta?" 'nosy.'
"I was thirsty woman. Not that it's any of you business."
"Hey babe. Lets tell Vegeta the good news. I know he wouldn't be your first choice to share with, but since he's here.." Yamcha put his arm around her. "I asked Bulma to marry Me." He said slowly, smiling at the shocked look on the mans face. "And she said yes."
Vegeta felt the glass slip from his grasp, then heard it hit the floor and shatter. It seemed to echo the feeling that shot through his chest. 'So. That's what all this was about.' He glanced at the woman. She had a very odd expression on her face and he wasn't sure quite how to read it. 'Hmm, she doesn't seem overly thrilled.'
"Gosh Vegeta. I thought you'd be happy for us." He said sarcastically. 'Pack your bags bud. Your outa here.'
'Enjoy while you can Yamcha.' Bulma looked at Vegeta. 'Well. I've never seen him speechless before. Why do I feel like such a heel? I mean, they're the ones that decided to play games with my life. If I hadn't found out about it, I would really be being played the fool here! Jerks.' She stooped down and scooped up the shards of glass and through them into the garbage. "Are you alright?"
"Little fool." He mumbled just loud enough for her, then he turned to Yamcha and smiled evilly. "Congratulations. For now." He walked out of the kitchen and headed for his room. 'A puny ring means nothing to me human. Only a real bond is something that can't be broken. But am I willing to go that far? Grant it, it would be easier to just leave. Is saddling myself with that woman for the rest of my life worth winning a bet? Err. You've really gotten soft. And it's that woman's fault. Hmm. I think I know how to win this and get what I want without getting stuck with her.' He grinned as he shut the door to his room.
Bulma kissed Yamcha goodnight then went to her room. She stripped and stepped into a hot shower, letting the water run over her. 'I can't believe this is happening to me. How could they be so cruel? I guess I should expect something like this from Vegeta, but Yamcha? If nothing else, I always thought we were close friends. How could he use me like this?' tears fell down her face and for the first time she allowed herself to cry over the situation. But what really confused her the most, was that she felt more hurt by Vegeta's role in this.
She toweled her hair dry and slipped on a gown. She sat cross legged on the bed and stared at the ring for a few minutes before taking it off and laying it on the nightstand. "I'll just play things by ear tomorrow. Guess it's your move again Veg." She turned off the light and stared into the darkness.
I know this chapter kinda sucks. I almost didn't post it. If you think I should rewrite it, just let me know. I'm trying to work through a little writers block, so please bare with me. I promise it'll get better. But if you're gonna flame me, please don't crucify me to bad!! I'm gonna try to keep it funny, but it looks like it might take a swing to the dark side for a couple chapters first. Then I'll throw in the good lemony chapter! What's Vegeta planning? How will Bulma deal? Where's Yamcha? And who wrote that note and left the tape?
