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Bulma's Thoughts
Vegeta's Thoughts
"Speaking"
Anyone else's Thoughts
Love or Pride
Bulma woke up to a very loud knocking on her door. She put the pillwo over her head and tried to ignore the knocking and go back to sleep. The noise continued and seemed to get louder by the second.
"Kami Vegeta what do you want?!?" Bulma said giving up any more thoughts of sleep.
"I'm Hungry!" A gruff voice said on the other side of the door. Bulma let out a small cry.
"Go away Vegeta I don't feel like dealing with you or any one esle for that matter! Besides you have two hands and are very cabable of cleaning out the kitchen of anything edible without my help." She rolled over and thought Vegeta had left. She heard a cracking sound then a loud thud as Vegeta broke the door down.
"Vegeta!" Bulma said throught gritted teeth. She looked up red-eyed and very annoyed.
"Get up woman and stop sulking. You shouldn't be sad about that baka Yamcha. He never deserved you anyway. Now get your lazy butt up and fix me breakfast!" Vegeta turned and stalked out of the room.
'What did he say!?! Kami better guestion: What was that all about?' Bulma got out of her bed and walked downstairs to the kitchen. Vegeta ws sitting in a chair with his arms folded over his chest. She walked over to the refrigerader and pulled out milk, eggs and bacon.
Bulma had just finished making breakfast and setting the table when she heard the door-bell ring. Bulma wiped her hands on a towel and she grabbed a piece of toast. 'Just incase his highness is a little more hungry then I anticipated and doesn't leave me any breakfast.' She went to the door and opened it. There standing in the doorway in all his glory..........was Yamcha. Bulma felt her stomach drop.
"Bulma, I think we need to talk." Yamcha said pushing his way into her house.
"There is nothing to talk about. You have cheated on me for the last time and now we are through, weither you like it or not!" Bulma made the statement with a very final tone then reopened the door so he could leave.
"Oh, but we are not through. I know how you are Bulma. You get lonely very easily and I'm all you got now and all your ever going to have." Yamcha folded his arms.
"ALL I'VE GOT?!? What's that suppose to mean." Bulma had a pretty good idea what he might mean but she wanted to believe that it was something different. Vegeta entered the room and leaned against the doorway, arms crossed and facial expression in a frown.
"You know what perfectly well what I ment! Your not sixteen anymore, dispite what you may tell yourself. And most people see you as an old maid. I'm all your ever going to have from this point on." Yamcha lifted his head making it clear he knew his words hurt and he wanted it that way. Bulma's eyes had begun to water but before she could answer Vegeta spoke up for her.
"Heh heh heh, Spoken like the true manipulater you are. Get out of here, she is no longer your puppet." Vegeta smirked then glared proving his point.
"Get out Yamcha! I want nothing more to do with you." It was now Bulma's turn to glare then she pointed to the door. Yamcha growled at Vegeta then turned and left. Bulma smirked at herself then turned to thank Vegeta. When she turned she saw nothing, nothing had been disturbed, as if Vegeta had never been there. Bulma raised her eyebrow then shrugged and went to her lab.
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Bulma typed on her computer. The tic-tic-tap of the keybored filled her world at that point. The soothing taping was broken by the shrill cry of the phone. Bulma looked at the caller ID and diecided to ignore it. Yamcha had been calling every twenty minutes for the past three hours.
Vegeta clasped his hands against his ears. The ringing was driving him insain! He walked closer to the lab door.
"WOMAN!" Vegeta shouted over the noise.
"What Vegeta?" Bulma called back still leaning over her computer not paying much attion.
"Shut that stupid thing up or I will shut it up permedently!" Bulma rolled her eys then smiled, 'Why isn't he training?' She yanked the phone cord out of the wall and the ringing stopped abruply. She saved what she had been working on and went looking for Vegeta. She found him sitting on the couch watching television.
"Vegeta?" Bulma asked resting a hand on the back of the couch.
"What woman?" Vegeta answered not looking up.
"Why did you say that to Yamcha?" Vegeta now looked up directly at her, searching her aqua eyes for signs of dishonosty. He turned away before he answered.
"I said what I did because it is true." He answered simply.
"Well, thank-you." Bulam said lingering for a few more seconds befor she went back to her lab. Vegeta looked up and sighed. "This planet has made me weak.' Vegeta shook his head then left to decide how to break the onna.
Okay fifth chapter is here! Hope you enjoyed it! More to come soon! Read and Review please! Chou! ~.^
~Kimi