Chapter 11:

The next morning was very eventful to say the least. Yamcha's return was on Bulma's mind since she awoke this morning. She was going to break up with him if it was the last thing that she did that day. This break up was over due for sometime now.

Bulma did her usual routine with a smile; this was the right thing to do and she knew it.

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Vegeta woke up groggily; he didn't receive much sleep that night. He was thinking about how he was suppose to pull this off with Bulma's break up with Yamcha in due time. He dressed quickly, he was trying to reach to work before Yamcha got there. Maybe he could convince Bulma not to do what she was about to do. And maybe by time he got there he could convince himself that is what he wants her to do.

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Bulma and Vegeta got at the restaurant around the same time. Bulma walked towards Vegeta's car. Vegeta saw her approaching him and tried getting out as slow as possible.

"Good Morning, Vegeta!" stated Bulma.

Apparently, he didn't get out slow enough. Vegeta sighed before replying with a 'grunt'.

"Why thank you for asking me how I was Vegeta." Bulma replied sarcastically.

"Woman, we need to talk."

Bulma was taken aback, but nonetheless followed him towards the back of the restaurant where no one would see them. The last thing they both needed was for the other employees to over hear this.

It was quite dark and Bulma didn't like the feeling of being behind the restaurant. Even in daylight, it was spooky back there. Bulma was the first to speak, "What is this about?"

"Fine, I'll put it abruptly, Don't break up with Yamcha." He stated coldly, he showed no emotion. He was surprised that he had that much in him.

Bulma stood in awe, he had just ordered her not to do something. Shock was evident on her face, but she soon caught herself and return back the same demeanor as Vegeta.

"No." she replied with equal amount of emotion. " I will not."

"Woman…" Vegeta started in a warning tone.

"No, Vegeta, I'm going to. You can't change my mind. I told you last night that either way if how you felt I was going to do it."

"This isn't up for discussion, Bulma." His tone was harsh and even.

"Exactly, that's why you aren't going to change my mind Vegeta. This conversation is over. Goodbye."

Bulma walked briskly to the front of the restaurant. She was still in no emotion mode; she walked straight through the front door and right into Yamcha's office. And there she sat until Yamcha returned. She was going to get this over as soon as he came in.