Chapter 13:
Bulma stood up; she was seething to no ends. "Shut the hell up and listen to me." Said Bulma in a no bull voice.
Yamcha just stood there, in shock that he was finally caught. He couldn't believe it. He slowly made his way towards the chair in front of the desk.
"You just made this all the more easier for me. Who the fuck is Cheryl?"
When he didn't reply Bulma turned even more furious, "Well, you worthless shit."
"Umm…I don't know what y-you are talking about."
"DON'T fuck with me Yamcha. Tell me the god* damn truth."
Yamcha sighed and looked down, "An associate of mine."
"Oh, I understand an associate, as you so put it, who you fuck."
He gazed back at her. He was searching for any mercy in her eyes. He saw nothing; everything that he loved about her was gone. He knew that there was no way of getting her back into his life. He couldn't lie to her, as much as he would like to, he couldn't. There was no way he could win her back.
"Yes."
"And how did you meet this associate?" she asked calmly.
"I can't tell you."
"You can't and why is that?"
"I just can't"
This was the last straw, she was past furious. She walked up to him and snatched the phone out of his hands. "What's the number? And if I were you I wouldn't play with me. I know more than you think, asshole."
Yamcha was gasping for air. He didn't know exactly what she meant by that she knew more than he thought. –What the hell was she doing when I was gone.-
"What is the number?" she yelled louder.
Everyone must have known that they were fighting; it was more than obvious.
"2"
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Vegeta had now walked into the restaurant. There were people outside Yamcha's office. He was wondering to why they were surrounding the door.
"WHAT'S THE NUMBER?" He heard Bulma scream, that explained everything.
He non-to-gently pushed his way through the crowd. "Move the hell out of the way." He stated. Everyone cleared the way immediately.
When he reached the door, he was debating if he should go in or not. Everyone was still behind him. He turned back around.
He yelled, "WE ARE NOW CLOSED. EVERYONE'S MEAL WAS ON THE HOUSE. NOW GET THE HELL OUT BEFORE I PERSONALLY TAKE YOU OUT MYSELF. AND I DARE ANY OF YOU TO TRY ME. THAT GOES FOR THE WORKERS TOO."
It took all, but 2 minutes to have the whole restaurant cleared out. He went to the front door and locked it, but not before he saw a red hair chick. He remembered her picture from one of the files that he received. He finally knew how he was going to solve this case. He was going to bring Yamcha down tonight. He smirked as he called her in too the restaurant.
-This is going to be fun.- He thought as she walked into the restaurant all the while pushing her breast up more for his view…
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Author's Note:
You will all love me when you finish reading this. J/K only pure admiration is expected. Joking. Well, I have had this sudden burst of how this is going to end. It will end in a couple more chapters. I'm going to see if I can keep my record of Completed at 15 chapters. After this I am working on a new story it is also a B/V fic. It's called Inhibited Passions. I hope that you will all go and read that, but its up to you guys. I'm revising the chapters before this one, so it will go with everything of how this going to end. It's not a big revision. You can still have read it, and follow along with the rest of the story. I just didn't want to leave any gaps to as things will unfold till the end of the story. Well, I think that is all I have to say. Well, till next time. I think I might update a couple of days.
