"18.," he started up, looking down in his lap. Bulma pulled her hair
on one side of her shoulder as she turned her body slightly towards him.
Vegeta stayed silent trying to find the right words. "Well, you..see
when...well when you was...ARGH!" he grunted out, putting his elbows on the
restrains and covering his face with his hands.
"Gosh just spit it out," Bulma said reaching in her pocket for some
gum.
"Fine," Vegeta said looking dead ahead. "See me and 18 been goin' out
since...since 7th grade. She's perfect for me, she's beautiful, smart,
she's not some preppy, annoying, happy 24/7 chick like most girls I know.
She's just goes with the flow. But we started drifting apart lately, I
dunno if it's my football practice or what. It's just...just..."
"Not the same?" Bulma said filling in his blank.
"Yeah, exactly. We've been a couple but we ain't been a couple. She's
gone her way and I've gone mine, but...but...I still..."
"Love her?"
"Yeah, exactly. And I know she loves me, but I just can't give her
the kind of love that she needs. When I saw chrome dome, or what ever the
hell his name is, looking at her the way he did...ugh. I just knew I
couldn't give her that kind of attention. So when you guys left I told her
it was over. She didn't take it to well though. And I dunno if....if..."
"You dunno if you done the right thing and should have stayed
together?"
"Yeah, exactly!" Vegeta said for the 100th time, totally at a lose
for words that this girl sitting before him who he had only actually known
for less then 72 hours (if you don't the time they saw each other at the
amusement park) knew him so well.
"Why are you asking me this?" Bulma said, changing the subject
completely. Vegeta looked at her questioning face.
"Because you walked up at the right time. And Goku made me do it, he
said I could take a break if I talked to you about the problem. He said
your really smart,"
"How would he know?"
"Chichi told him." Vegeta said yawning again. Bulma's heart broke
into tiny pieces at the comment and hot tears stung her eyes. She tried
desperately to sallow the huge golf ball size lump in her throat but it was
impossible. The handsome raven haired boy next to her noticed the pool of
tears collecting in her eyes and raised his eyebrow.
"Something wrong woman?" Vegeta asked, despite his question no hint
of concern was in his voice. Bulma nodded, quickly blinking and wiping away
the tears, but Vegeta saw them anyway. "Well, are you going to answer my
question?"
"Sure," Bulma said crossing her arms, "once you apologize."
"Apologize? For what?!" Vegeta said whipping his head around to face
Bulma.
"For being such an asshole to me."
"....forget it. I don't know why I even asked you."
"Fine!"
"Fine!" They said to each other, crossing their arms and looking the
opposite way with a scowl on their faces.
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"Awww look! They like each other!" Goku said, causing Piccolo to look
out the DJ booth and observe the two.
"Looks like they hate each other to me.. I wonder what's going on."
"Maybe the ride is to slow, lets speed it up a little." Goku
suggested devilishly, pulling the microphone towards him. "HEY!! LET'S GET
THIS THING REALLY GOIN' FOLKS!" he shouted, pulling down the speed control
lever and turning up some Good Charlotte over the speakers. Piccolo and
Goku smiled at each other
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Vegeta glanced up at the DJ booth when he felt the ride pick up
speed. A growl left his lips which was drowned out by the punk music.
Piccolo and Goku smiled and waved from the DJ booth innocently. Bulma felt
her neck do a whiplash and the forces of gravity pulling her over to her
left. She reached out for the bar in front of her but it was too late.
Vegeta felt Bulma crash on to him. He crossed his arms angrily as
Bulma tried to pull herself back over to her side, but fell back agasint
him. A deep blush over came her face (making her red nose blend in
perfectly! ^_^) as she felt the body heat off of Vegeta reflect on her.
Even through the cotton cloth of Yamucha's jacket she could feel the
comforting warmth and how hard the muscles was in his arm. The refreshing
smell of soap and light cologne filled up her head and she found herself
involuntarily sniffing him.(A/N: think of that ZEST commercial where the
guy is walking around and people are smelling him) It wasn't like Yamucha
at all. Yamucha smelled good, but sometimes it made her head hurt, and you
could smell it a mile away. With Vegeta, it was like...luring. So luring
that Bulma found herself drifting in and out between her dream world and
reality. She tried weakly to pull herself back away from Vegeta but he just
looked at her.
"No use, you'll just come right back down here. Answer my question so
we can get off this damn ride."
"What was the question again?" Bulma asked lazily. Vegeta sighed out
angrily and clinched his fists together. "Was IT RIGHT for me TO BREAK UP
with 18?" he asked again loudly, making some kids in the cart in front look
at him funny.
"Oh.." Bulma said coming back down to Earth. "'Geta look, when ya
love someone, sometimes it's best to leave them to...too.."
"Show that you care?" Vegeta said looking into her eyes.
"Yeah," Bulma said smiling, "exactly."
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Since their shift was over, Piccolo, Goku and Vegeta decided to walk back to the parking lot with Bulma. She stuffed her hands in her pockets as she watched the three boys grab their things and walk up to meet her. Vegeta pulled his royal blue jacket on, looking ahead at Bulma. The bright blue light shown down on her, reminding him of a movie where people would be standing under a cloudy sky, and the clouds would break up to let sunlight pour down on them. He suddenly remembered that's how he meet 18, she was standing on a street corner at night, waiting for a bus, and the street light above her just showered her, almost like an angel. Once they got up with Bulma all of them started walking in a group. Suddenly, Bulma felt a flash of Déjà vu as she looked around her area. "COME ONE COME ALL FOLKS! THE GREAT TIEN KNOWS ALL!" the little midget shouted. Bulma rolled her eyes and walked a little faster, hiding behide Piccolo, which was useless because he stopped and turned around to talk him. "Hey what's up?" "Nothing much." Chaotzu responded sadly. "Still no business?" "Nope," said a guy with three eyes stepping out behide the booth drinking a Fruit works. "Well, keep it up, maybe you'll get a sucker-I mean costumer." Goku said laughing walking off. Tien and Chaotzu waved good-bye and continued to try to make money. "You guys don't need a ride do you?" Bulma asked as they reached the parking lot. Piccolo laughed a little as he pointed over to his green car. "Nah, I got it," he said, taking the alarm off. "I don't know why you have an alarm on that thing, not like anyone want's to steal it." Vegeta said raising his eyebrow and smirking. Piccolo just looked at him, his antenna twitched a little. "Your just mad, because if someone stole your ride, you'd be homeless." Piccolo said back casually. Vegeta's smirk disappeared and was replaced by total fury and rage. The taller green guy smirked in satisfaction and Goku burst into laughter, almost choking on his bottled water. "O-kaayyy timed to go!" Bulma said getting on her motorcycle and picking up her helmet, "See you guys later!". Goku was the only one who waved back and Piccolo and Vegeta simply nodded her way and turned back around to each other ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~
Bulma tossed her keys on the coffee table and glanced in the mirror in the hallway to see her bruised up nose going back to its normal color. She sighed and glanced over to the answering machine, seeing the red light blinking off and on. Her blue polished finger reached out and pressed the PLAY button. "You have 8 new messages," the computerized voice said and being playing the messages. "BULMA PLEASE I KNOW YOUR HOME," Yamucha's voice started up, Bulma quickly fast forwarded it. "Message 2," "BABE JUST LISTEN TO ME-" "Message 3" "HEY! I WAS LOOKING AT A PICTURE OF US AND-" "Message 4" "BULMA LOOK, IT'S BEEN 2 HOURS ALREADY PICK UP THE DA-" "Message 5" "BULMA PLEASE.." "Message 6" "OKAY I CAN TAKE A HINT WHEN NOT TO CALL!! I KNOW WHEN NOT TO CALL THIS IS THE LAST TIME!" "Message 7" *crying* PLEASE BULMA I'M BEGGING YOU-" Bulma felt annoyance fill her up as she began to consider getting her number changed. the last message is probably Yamucha.. Bulma thought to herself. Better check it anyway. "Message 8" "....Oh it's on?" she heard a familiar voice say, "YES! TALK!" a old man's voice said in the background. "well excuse me I didn't know!" the first voice said again. "Hey Bulma, it's me, Krillin."
I know, I know, cliff hanger. lol, can't help it, it keep's ya'll reading don't it? Oh yea almsot forgot, MY SUPER DUPER AWARD GOES TO....SUPERSAIYINSHADOW AND VEGGIE-CHAN! *pulls out a golden statue* why do they get the golden award? Cuz they gave me the most reviews!!! I love every single last one of ya though!! Oh yea, I dunno if I mentioned this or not but this is for all those who say my story is hard to read cuz of the non-existing paragraphs. I swear I put paragraphs and everything, it's just when I upload em it dissappears. So if anyone could help me out, I'd really appericate it. p.s. if there is any sailor moon or tenchi fans, I'm thinkin about writing a fanfic for one of those, maybe both. I dunno, I need ideas. anyway, hoped you enjoyed my story so far. N THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS!! I LOVE YA ALL 4 EVER AND EVER AND EVER!!!
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Since their shift was over, Piccolo, Goku and Vegeta decided to walk back to the parking lot with Bulma. She stuffed her hands in her pockets as she watched the three boys grab their things and walk up to meet her. Vegeta pulled his royal blue jacket on, looking ahead at Bulma. The bright blue light shown down on her, reminding him of a movie where people would be standing under a cloudy sky, and the clouds would break up to let sunlight pour down on them. He suddenly remembered that's how he meet 18, she was standing on a street corner at night, waiting for a bus, and the street light above her just showered her, almost like an angel. Once they got up with Bulma all of them started walking in a group. Suddenly, Bulma felt a flash of Déjà vu as she looked around her area. "COME ONE COME ALL FOLKS! THE GREAT TIEN KNOWS ALL!" the little midget shouted. Bulma rolled her eyes and walked a little faster, hiding behide Piccolo, which was useless because he stopped and turned around to talk him. "Hey what's up?" "Nothing much." Chaotzu responded sadly. "Still no business?" "Nope," said a guy with three eyes stepping out behide the booth drinking a Fruit works. "Well, keep it up, maybe you'll get a sucker-I mean costumer." Goku said laughing walking off. Tien and Chaotzu waved good-bye and continued to try to make money. "You guys don't need a ride do you?" Bulma asked as they reached the parking lot. Piccolo laughed a little as he pointed over to his green car. "Nah, I got it," he said, taking the alarm off. "I don't know why you have an alarm on that thing, not like anyone want's to steal it." Vegeta said raising his eyebrow and smirking. Piccolo just looked at him, his antenna twitched a little. "Your just mad, because if someone stole your ride, you'd be homeless." Piccolo said back casually. Vegeta's smirk disappeared and was replaced by total fury and rage. The taller green guy smirked in satisfaction and Goku burst into laughter, almost choking on his bottled water. "O-kaayyy timed to go!" Bulma said getting on her motorcycle and picking up her helmet, "See you guys later!". Goku was the only one who waved back and Piccolo and Vegeta simply nodded her way and turned back around to each other ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~
Bulma tossed her keys on the coffee table and glanced in the mirror in the hallway to see her bruised up nose going back to its normal color. She sighed and glanced over to the answering machine, seeing the red light blinking off and on. Her blue polished finger reached out and pressed the PLAY button. "You have 8 new messages," the computerized voice said and being playing the messages. "BULMA PLEASE I KNOW YOUR HOME," Yamucha's voice started up, Bulma quickly fast forwarded it. "Message 2," "BABE JUST LISTEN TO ME-" "Message 3" "HEY! I WAS LOOKING AT A PICTURE OF US AND-" "Message 4" "BULMA LOOK, IT'S BEEN 2 HOURS ALREADY PICK UP THE DA-" "Message 5" "BULMA PLEASE.." "Message 6" "OKAY I CAN TAKE A HINT WHEN NOT TO CALL!! I KNOW WHEN NOT TO CALL THIS IS THE LAST TIME!" "Message 7" *crying* PLEASE BULMA I'M BEGGING YOU-" Bulma felt annoyance fill her up as she began to consider getting her number changed. the last message is probably Yamucha.. Bulma thought to herself. Better check it anyway. "Message 8" "....Oh it's on?" she heard a familiar voice say, "YES! TALK!" a old man's voice said in the background. "well excuse me I didn't know!" the first voice said again. "Hey Bulma, it's me, Krillin."
I know, I know, cliff hanger. lol, can't help it, it keep's ya'll reading don't it? Oh yea almsot forgot, MY SUPER DUPER AWARD GOES TO....SUPERSAIYINSHADOW AND VEGGIE-CHAN! *pulls out a golden statue* why do they get the golden award? Cuz they gave me the most reviews!!! I love every single last one of ya though!! Oh yea, I dunno if I mentioned this or not but this is for all those who say my story is hard to read cuz of the non-existing paragraphs. I swear I put paragraphs and everything, it's just when I upload em it dissappears. So if anyone could help me out, I'd really appericate it. p.s. if there is any sailor moon or tenchi fans, I'm thinkin about writing a fanfic for one of those, maybe both. I dunno, I need ideas. anyway, hoped you enjoyed my story so far. N THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS!! I LOVE YA ALL 4 EVER AND EVER AND EVER!!!
