Hiya again, school starts next week, so my updates will probably slow down. I'll try and update once a week. I also have a plot for the rest of this story, I think. But I'll still accept ideas from the faithful few who still read this.

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Chapter 12


Bulma sat in front of her vanity. She wasn't doing anything fancy to her appearance; this wasn't a date after all. Vegeta sat back on her bed and watched. He still didn't think this was a good idea, but he trusted her. He still found it mind boggling that a frail little earth woman held this much power over the Prince of all Sayains.
" Woman?" Vegeta asked.
"I have a name 'Geta," Bulma answered.
"Bulma?" He asked.
"Vegeta?" She asked back.
"Hmmm…Never mind," He answered back.
Bulma looked over her shoulder at Vegeta. He had been really quiet the whole afternoon. It was as if he had something on his mind. ::Is he worried about Yamcha? Or is it something else?:: She stood up and walked over to the bed. She stretched out next to him on the bed and rubbed her hand absently up and down his chest.
"What's wrong 'Geta?" Bulma whispered. She started playing with his hair. He turned his head and stared into her eyes.
"I'll tell you later, after you see the weakling," Vegeta answered, " If he pulls anything, I promise I'll take care of him personally."
"Don't worry about Yamcha, I don't think he'll try very hard to get me back after what he witnessed the other morning," Bulma smirked.
Vegeta smirked back, "See you tonight then?"
"All right. See ya then 'Geta," Bulma smiled, gave him a hasty kiss and left for her meeting with Yamcha.


Bulma walked into the little café she had agreed to meet Yamcha at. He was right where he had said he'd be, at their usual table. Seeing him there brought on a nostalgic feeling about when they used to meet here regularly. But it was only a memory. It would never be like that again; Yamcha had seen to that.
"Bulma," he said as he stood up and waited for her to sit.
"Hello, Yamcha," she answered politely and sat down.
"I wanted to apologize for jumping down your throat again earlier, but that was quite a shock to see you in bed with Vegeta," Yamcha half mumbled.
" I didn't start dating Vegeta, until after I broke up with you, you know," Bulma smiled politely. She didn't dare relax, she just knew this was way to soon. But things still needed to be said.
"I guess," he whispered as he stared into his coffee cup, " But I still can't believe you gave up ten years for nothing."
"It wasn't for nothing Yamcha. I loved you and still do as a friend. But that's all, I'd found that I wasn't romantically in love with you anymore. That's why I thought it best to break up. I still want to be your friend. I still want to go out clubbing, to movies, to dinner, and just plain out with you," Bulma stated, "But only as friends. Do you think I'll ever be able to drag Vegeta to a nightclub? I don't think so."
Yamcha couldn't help but laugh at her little joke. Bulma was probably right; Vegeta wasn't the social type.
"Okay, Friends sounds good," He smiled.
"Good, then I should be going," Bulma smiled and then hugged Yamcha. She was surprised as he shifted her around so he could put his lips on hers. Bulma pulled back and away.
"Sorry," Yamcha hurried and spoke, " I just wondered if you really weren't attracted to me."
Bulma looked on angrily, "Still don't trust me enough to believe me. Do you believe me now?"
"Yeah, maybe I'll see you soon," Yamcha mumbled and watched on as she left..


Vegeta didn't trust that weakling for a second. Yamcha had hurt Bulma too many times. He had cheated, lied, and used her. It made Vegeta's blood boil.
He had decided to follow Bulma just in case she needed him. He didn't know why he wanted to sacrifice so much of his time for the woman. He just wanted to be around her, needed to be around her. Vegeta had even begun to think of Bulma as his woman. He seriously wondered if she realized this. If she didn't, she would know after tonight. He couldn't hide it from himself anymore, so he might as well not hide it from the woman either. He cared about her more then anyone he'd ever cared about before. He intended to tell her this, but maybe not in so many words.
Vegeta watched the inside of the café from one of the side windows. He could see them quite well, but he was rather miffed that he couldn't hear them. The walls of this building were rather thick and absorbed all sounds. Yamcha had stood up to allow Bulma to sit. They started talking, or at least Bulma did. They seemed to talk for quite a bit and then started to laugh. Vegeta wondered what could be so funny. Bulma stood up to leave and Yamcha stood up with her. Vegeta felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. They embraced. Vegeta growled menacingly.
Then the bottom of his heart dropped out. They had kissed. Vegeta turned away before Bulma pulled away angrily. Vegeta took off into the air full throttle. He needed to get away. He needed to think. ::Maybe it's not what it looks like! But maybe it is…:: He couldn't think here. Not when every waking thought was of her and the weakling in that horrid embrace.


Yamcha looked up to the sky as Bulma pulled away. He was too distracted by the huge energy burst right outside the café to hear what Bulma said next. He mumbled something in answer and thought about the energy burst again. There was only one person it could be. ::Vegeta. He must have been spying or something…and just saw that kiss::
"Bulma," Yamcha mumbled. Bulma had just reached the door.
"What now…?" She asked.
"I think I just made a mistake…" He answered.

Vegeta didn't remember reaching Capsule Corp. or getting in the space ship the gravitron was located in. He didn't even remember hitting the button for lift off. It was only after the ship was sailing through the atmosphere that he realized he was leaving Earth. He didn't know if he'd ever come back, but something in the bottom of his heart said he would. But for now he wanted to be as far away as possible.

Once Yamcha had explained, He found himself flying through the air at breakneck speeds with Bulma holding on to him for dear life as they followed Vegeta. They weren't fast enough though. They arrived at Capsule Corp to see the Capsule 3 space ship disappear into the night sky.
Bulma fought back tears, " He left me."
"He's probably just going to cool off and then come back," Yamcha tried to be soothing. He hardly believed himself, but Vegeta wasn't one to run away from things usually. ::He must have been really hurt, but to be hurt you had to care. Did Vegeta really care about Bulma?:: Yamcha looked down at Bulma.
"He'll be back," he stated with confidence. ::Vegeta cares for Bulma too much to just leave.::
"What's all the noise," Dr. Briefs said as he popped his head out of the house with his wife right on his heels.
"See for yourself," Yamcha said tipping his head in the way of the GR. Mr. Briefs looked over to where the gravity machine had been and only saw a circle of dead grass.
"Oh dear," He mumbled.
"Did Vegeta decide to go on another training trip?" Mrs. Briefs asked as her curlers jiggled around.
Before Yamcha could but in Bulma spoke, " Yeah, mom he did."
Yamcha looked at Bulma questioningly. Her eyes had dried out and she had a serious look on her face. ::Her parents must not know that she's with Vegeta.::
"Did he say anything about when he's returning?" Dr. Briefs asked, "He could be gone a long time. There's at least a years worth of fuel in the ship."


Suspence… Where has Vegeta gone to?…What's Bulma going to do?…next time on All By Myself.

Sorry so short. Please review and tell me if you like what I'm doing with this. It will stay a B/V. I just don't think Yamcha deserves half the crap people give him and he and Bulma stay friends in the Anime. J Silverx