Date?
MD666
It b tha 3rd chappie. No flames
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"Danmit!" hissed Bulma yanking back her finger. "Danm, machine." She spat shaking off the burn. She had been trying to work away her thoughts since she woke up! They swirled in a whirlwind of confusing thoughts, all about Vegeta. Why him? WHY GOD WHY!? Of all the people it had to be /him/. She sighed and got back to her work.
In the gravity chamber...
Vegeta kicked at the little robot things, sending it sailing into the chamber walls, causing the metal to metal 'CRUNCH'! Vegeta grinned, it was like what he would do to Kakarot! /Who knew Bulma ever since he was ten..../ WHOA! HOLD ON! Where the hell did that come from!? Vegeta stopped momentarily, getting shot by another training robot. "Shit!" He cried whipping his head to the little robot. /Stupid woman! Why did she have to be so fucking attractive! DANM HER!/
L8er on...
Bulma sat in the living room, trying to think of her words in the right order. /Ok, just ask him and get it over with! That'll do the trick, after your horrible date you can go back to hating him! PERFICT!/ The backdoor then slid open, /he's here, it's now or never./ Bulma mustered up all her dignity took a deep breath and walked towards him. "Hey Vegeta!" He looked back at her, his muscles glistened with sweat, it made him look even more sexy. She gulped and opened her mouth, but before she could utter a word...
"Woman, I request you presence for dinner and perhaps a movie this evening." Vegeta said flatly. /HE'S asking ME out?!/ She stuttered in shock. "Take it or leave it." Vegeta ordered. Bulma frowned, /If it'll make me stop thinking about him.../ "Yeah fine sure. I'll be ready at nine"
"Eight"
"Seven"
"Seven-thirty."
"Fine!"
At that the two stomped away from each other. This seemed to be a disaster waiting to happen. Or was it a blessing in disguise?
7:22...
What the hell where you suppose to wear on a date anyway?! Vegeta rummaged through his closet, that did not hold much at all, just a few training gi's. He finally found something half way presentable, some black unused training pants, and a black jacket. He took a shower and tried fix up his hair, but ended up breaking a bunch of brushes instead. After he was done he went down stairs to wait for the woman.
Bulma's room...
Blow drying her hair, Bulma put on some red lipstick on and faint blue eyes shadow. She had none of the problems choosing clothes as Vegeta had. She got a Dark blue tube top that had a lot of cleavage and a black mini skirt. She put her hair up in a high ponytail and let a few strands fall on her face. /Perfect./ She thought to her self, looking in the mirror. She looked over at the clock and the time was 7:30, just on time.
Vegeta finally heard the 'clat' 'clat' of Bulma's high heels on the stairs. He got up and was about to yell at her for being two minutes late when he saw her. His jaw practically dropped, she was drop dead gorgeous! A sexy out-fit and nice make-up. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as he thought. "Lets go." She said cheerfully. Vegeta nodded and lead the way.
At the restaurant...
Vegeta had taken her to Olive Garden (AN: Do they have that in Japan? NEwayz) He was in luck, she loved Italian food. There was silence as the water gave them their menus, they had no clue what to say to each other. Bulma finally broke the silence, "I didn't know you had anything nice in your closet, you don't look half bad." She said from behind the menu. "Well I don't do this stuff very often." Vegeta said. "I wounded why?" She mumbled, frowning.
Their food came later. Bulma got the Chicken Alfredo and shrimp, Vegeta got a lot of shit! Lasagna, spaghetti, some pasta, and a lot more. Bulma turned red as he began to eat. He was stuffing his face and she was getting more and more humiliated. /I knew this night would be a disaster! I'm glad I don't know anyone here./ She sighed heavily and looked over at Vegeta, there was sauce all over his mouth and he was sucking up the noodles like a vacuum. And somehow she found herself laughing! She heard a faint chuckle from Vegeta as well. "You find me amusing?" Asked Vegeta wiping his mouth.
Bulma nodded, "You look so ridiculous, it's funny!" Sh exclaimed. Vegeta grinned, he had no clue why he hadn't been enraged by the comment. He then spotted Bulma's cheeks go pink. "Are you hot in here or something?" He asked. "No why?" She asked tacking a bite of her chicken. "Because you're all reddish." At thins she turned even more red. He laughed a little at her embarrassment but she didn't mind it as mush as she thought she would.
After dinner they went to go see, Wrong Turn. In the middle of the movie, it started getting a bit acquired. Vegeta was trying hard not to look over at Bulma. /She looks very good tonight./ he thought against his will. All of the sudden the couple in back of them started to make out! Vegeta was shock, was that what you were suppose to do on a date? Vegeta was confused. All of the sudden the evil guy jumped out of nowhere and killed this one person in practically a blur. Bulma let out a surprised cry and wrapped her arms around Vegeta's neck.
Vegeta grew stiff, now does he kiss her? She looked up at him and blushed again. "Why do you keep turning red?" He asked, looking into her eyes. "Ummm...I-it is a little hot in here." She stammered sitting in her seat, cherry tomato red. Vegeta, to his own surprise, felt his face get a little hot.
After the movie...
Bulma and Vegeta walked out of the theater, not looking at each other. "BULMA!? HI BULMA!" Came a feminine voice. "Hi Utena." Said Bulma seeing her friend. "Oh! Is it hot in here or is it just you!?" Exclaimed Utena. "It has to be me." Joked Bulma. Utena then spotted Vegeta. "Who's he waiting for?" Asked Utena pointing at the prince. "Oh...he's with me." Utena was in a shocked silence. "Hey babe! Who are you...talking...to..." Said a male voice. Bulma looked over and saw, Yamcha! Vegeta saw him too, he just scowled. "Hello Yamcha." Said Bulma coldly. Yamcha just looked at her. Feeling that there was a problem Utena said, "I'll be back Yamcha." She then went towards the restrooms.
"YOU'RE GOING OUT WITH ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS!?" Exclaimed Bulma. "You're going out with /him/?" Cried Yamcha pointing at Vegeta. "Yeah! You got a problem with that?" She demanded. "YEAH! You're not suppose to be going out with anyone yet!" Said Yamcha. Bulma gave him a look. "Excuse me? What did you /think/ I was suppose to be doing?" She yelled. "You're suppose to be all upset!" He said without thinking. "You are such an ass sucking loser! GOD! What the hell is wrong with you!? DO YOU HAVE A BRAIN INFECTION OR SOMETHING? Or were you just born a Dumbass pig?!" She yelled. Vegeta started laughing hard. Yamcha grew red.
"What's going on?" Asked Utena coming out. Yamcha was mad, real mad. She he grabbed Utena and kissed her on her lips, long and hard! Bulma's smug grin was slapped right off of her face. A chill went down her spine as Yamcha grinned evilly at her. Bulma clenched her teeth and held back tears, she wasn't ready to see him kissing other women yet! After all he'd put her through, she still wasn't over him?! Bulma turned around and left. Vegeta was confused, but he went after her understanding only thins; Yamcha...was an ass hole. When they got home, Bulma said nothing, she just went up to her room. /I was right about one thing, this night was a disaster!/ She then slammed the door to her room and started to weep.
The next morning...
Pushing the door open, Bulma made her way to the restroom, only her robe covering her through the seemingly endless hall. But the restroom door was locked. /Vegeta./ she thought rolling her eyes. After a long while, Vegeta made his way out only a towel on. Despite her self she blushed a little. Unfortunately, Vegeta saw this. "What? Do you like me in this?" He asked. Bulma started to stutter in embarrassment. He grinned and came closer to her. She stood still, not knowing what to expect, terrified yet curious. "We forgot something last night." He said only inches away from her. "What was that?" She asked. He grinned and leaned into closer to her. Bulma's heart pounded as his lips got closer to hers. Then, he kissed her. It was like being thrown in warm water for the both of them. They then pulled away, both shock. They then briskly walked away from each other.
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OK! Hope u liked, no flames, R&R! I'M OUT!
MD666
It b tha 3rd chappie. No flames
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/*****************/\/\/\/\ /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
"Danmit!" hissed Bulma yanking back her finger. "Danm, machine." She spat shaking off the burn. She had been trying to work away her thoughts since she woke up! They swirled in a whirlwind of confusing thoughts, all about Vegeta. Why him? WHY GOD WHY!? Of all the people it had to be /him/. She sighed and got back to her work.
In the gravity chamber...
Vegeta kicked at the little robot things, sending it sailing into the chamber walls, causing the metal to metal 'CRUNCH'! Vegeta grinned, it was like what he would do to Kakarot! /Who knew Bulma ever since he was ten..../ WHOA! HOLD ON! Where the hell did that come from!? Vegeta stopped momentarily, getting shot by another training robot. "Shit!" He cried whipping his head to the little robot. /Stupid woman! Why did she have to be so fucking attractive! DANM HER!/
L8er on...
Bulma sat in the living room, trying to think of her words in the right order. /Ok, just ask him and get it over with! That'll do the trick, after your horrible date you can go back to hating him! PERFICT!/ The backdoor then slid open, /he's here, it's now or never./ Bulma mustered up all her dignity took a deep breath and walked towards him. "Hey Vegeta!" He looked back at her, his muscles glistened with sweat, it made him look even more sexy. She gulped and opened her mouth, but before she could utter a word...
"Woman, I request you presence for dinner and perhaps a movie this evening." Vegeta said flatly. /HE'S asking ME out?!/ She stuttered in shock. "Take it or leave it." Vegeta ordered. Bulma frowned, /If it'll make me stop thinking about him.../ "Yeah fine sure. I'll be ready at nine"
"Eight"
"Seven"
"Seven-thirty."
"Fine!"
At that the two stomped away from each other. This seemed to be a disaster waiting to happen. Or was it a blessing in disguise?
7:22...
What the hell where you suppose to wear on a date anyway?! Vegeta rummaged through his closet, that did not hold much at all, just a few training gi's. He finally found something half way presentable, some black unused training pants, and a black jacket. He took a shower and tried fix up his hair, but ended up breaking a bunch of brushes instead. After he was done he went down stairs to wait for the woman.
Bulma's room...
Blow drying her hair, Bulma put on some red lipstick on and faint blue eyes shadow. She had none of the problems choosing clothes as Vegeta had. She got a Dark blue tube top that had a lot of cleavage and a black mini skirt. She put her hair up in a high ponytail and let a few strands fall on her face. /Perfect./ She thought to her self, looking in the mirror. She looked over at the clock and the time was 7:30, just on time.
Vegeta finally heard the 'clat' 'clat' of Bulma's high heels on the stairs. He got up and was about to yell at her for being two minutes late when he saw her. His jaw practically dropped, she was drop dead gorgeous! A sexy out-fit and nice make-up. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as he thought. "Lets go." She said cheerfully. Vegeta nodded and lead the way.
At the restaurant...
Vegeta had taken her to Olive Garden (AN: Do they have that in Japan? NEwayz) He was in luck, she loved Italian food. There was silence as the water gave them their menus, they had no clue what to say to each other. Bulma finally broke the silence, "I didn't know you had anything nice in your closet, you don't look half bad." She said from behind the menu. "Well I don't do this stuff very often." Vegeta said. "I wounded why?" She mumbled, frowning.
Their food came later. Bulma got the Chicken Alfredo and shrimp, Vegeta got a lot of shit! Lasagna, spaghetti, some pasta, and a lot more. Bulma turned red as he began to eat. He was stuffing his face and she was getting more and more humiliated. /I knew this night would be a disaster! I'm glad I don't know anyone here./ She sighed heavily and looked over at Vegeta, there was sauce all over his mouth and he was sucking up the noodles like a vacuum. And somehow she found herself laughing! She heard a faint chuckle from Vegeta as well. "You find me amusing?" Asked Vegeta wiping his mouth.
Bulma nodded, "You look so ridiculous, it's funny!" Sh exclaimed. Vegeta grinned, he had no clue why he hadn't been enraged by the comment. He then spotted Bulma's cheeks go pink. "Are you hot in here or something?" He asked. "No why?" She asked tacking a bite of her chicken. "Because you're all reddish." At thins she turned even more red. He laughed a little at her embarrassment but she didn't mind it as mush as she thought she would.
After dinner they went to go see, Wrong Turn. In the middle of the movie, it started getting a bit acquired. Vegeta was trying hard not to look over at Bulma. /She looks very good tonight./ he thought against his will. All of the sudden the couple in back of them started to make out! Vegeta was shock, was that what you were suppose to do on a date? Vegeta was confused. All of the sudden the evil guy jumped out of nowhere and killed this one person in practically a blur. Bulma let out a surprised cry and wrapped her arms around Vegeta's neck.
Vegeta grew stiff, now does he kiss her? She looked up at him and blushed again. "Why do you keep turning red?" He asked, looking into her eyes. "Ummm...I-it is a little hot in here." She stammered sitting in her seat, cherry tomato red. Vegeta, to his own surprise, felt his face get a little hot.
After the movie...
Bulma and Vegeta walked out of the theater, not looking at each other. "BULMA!? HI BULMA!" Came a feminine voice. "Hi Utena." Said Bulma seeing her friend. "Oh! Is it hot in here or is it just you!?" Exclaimed Utena. "It has to be me." Joked Bulma. Utena then spotted Vegeta. "Who's he waiting for?" Asked Utena pointing at the prince. "Oh...he's with me." Utena was in a shocked silence. "Hey babe! Who are you...talking...to..." Said a male voice. Bulma looked over and saw, Yamcha! Vegeta saw him too, he just scowled. "Hello Yamcha." Said Bulma coldly. Yamcha just looked at her. Feeling that there was a problem Utena said, "I'll be back Yamcha." She then went towards the restrooms.
"YOU'RE GOING OUT WITH ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS!?" Exclaimed Bulma. "You're going out with /him/?" Cried Yamcha pointing at Vegeta. "Yeah! You got a problem with that?" She demanded. "YEAH! You're not suppose to be going out with anyone yet!" Said Yamcha. Bulma gave him a look. "Excuse me? What did you /think/ I was suppose to be doing?" She yelled. "You're suppose to be all upset!" He said without thinking. "You are such an ass sucking loser! GOD! What the hell is wrong with you!? DO YOU HAVE A BRAIN INFECTION OR SOMETHING? Or were you just born a Dumbass pig?!" She yelled. Vegeta started laughing hard. Yamcha grew red.
"What's going on?" Asked Utena coming out. Yamcha was mad, real mad. She he grabbed Utena and kissed her on her lips, long and hard! Bulma's smug grin was slapped right off of her face. A chill went down her spine as Yamcha grinned evilly at her. Bulma clenched her teeth and held back tears, she wasn't ready to see him kissing other women yet! After all he'd put her through, she still wasn't over him?! Bulma turned around and left. Vegeta was confused, but he went after her understanding only thins; Yamcha...was an ass hole. When they got home, Bulma said nothing, she just went up to her room. /I was right about one thing, this night was a disaster!/ She then slammed the door to her room and started to weep.
The next morning...
Pushing the door open, Bulma made her way to the restroom, only her robe covering her through the seemingly endless hall. But the restroom door was locked. /Vegeta./ she thought rolling her eyes. After a long while, Vegeta made his way out only a towel on. Despite her self she blushed a little. Unfortunately, Vegeta saw this. "What? Do you like me in this?" He asked. Bulma started to stutter in embarrassment. He grinned and came closer to her. She stood still, not knowing what to expect, terrified yet curious. "We forgot something last night." He said only inches away from her. "What was that?" She asked. He grinned and leaned into closer to her. Bulma's heart pounded as his lips got closer to hers. Then, he kissed her. It was like being thrown in warm water for the both of them. They then pulled away, both shock. They then briskly walked away from each other.
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OK! Hope u liked, no flames, R&R! I'M OUT!
