Bulma tapped her foot impatiently under the table. Her blue eyes glared down at juice in the crystal whine cup, she swirled the purple liquid quickly making the ice clink constantly with the glass. Suddenly she saw a pair of shiny polished black shoes on the blood red carpeted floor. Bulma looked up at the waiter and he looked back down at her. Still waiting ma'am? Or do you wish to order before your guest arrives?" He asked politely.

"No thanks," she sighed out. "Still waiting." With that the waiter nodded, smiled and walked off. The waiting girl stopped swirling her drink and rested her head in her palms, starring at the huge window that was lined with velvet red drapes to match the carpet and golden cuffs to hold back the curtains. Her mind faded back to Chichi's castle and she suddenly remembered how much she missed her friend. I'm gonna make it up, Bulma secretly promised to you, and to Krillin. IN fact, Bulma was sooo busy making silent promises to people that she felt she done wrong too, she didn't notice the royal blue jacket or the black shirt, or the blue jeans, not even that unruly hair that stuck up towards the sky.

Vegeta just stuffed his hands inside his pockets and sat down across from Bulma in the large booth. "Well, it's about TIME!" Bulma said her eyes never moving from the window. Vegeta just 'hmphed' and rolled his eyes.

"So what was this 'plan' you were goin on and on about?" Vegeta asked picking up a menu. Bulma smiled to herself as she saw his eyes grow slightly huge at the prices.

"This plan of mine...you see...where gonna play a little dating game," Bulma said pulling out a notepad and a fuzzy blue pen. "Now, you know how Krillin likes 18 right?" she asked. Vegeta nodded. "Well, it seems to me that they don't spend enough time getting to know each other."

"I don't want chrome dome-"

"You said in so many words that you wanted to get over her Vegeta, I can read between the lines you know." Bulma said picking up her drink and taking a sip. "Anyway, we're gonna set 18 and Krillin up,"

"Like on a surprise date?" Vegeta asked leaning forward.

"Exactly." Bulma said smiling. "Same thing with Goku and Chichi. See, Chichi has a little thing for Krillin. She had it long before Goku-"

"She told you that? Herself?" Vegeta asked. Just at that moment the waiter showed back up. He looked down at Vegeta.

"May I take your order sir," he said with a slight sarcastic attitude in his voice. Vegeta raised an eyebrow catching his tone easily.

"A hamburger.." Vegeta said picking the cheapest thing next to the drinks. "everything on it."

"That sounds good. Expect on mine I don't want onions." Bulma said sipping her drink again. The waiter nodded and walked off. "hey wait," Bulma said picking up the menu, "they don't serve hamburgers..." she stated, finally realizing that hamburgers where no where to be seen on the menu.

"Hm, now they do." Vegeta said with a smirk. "Anyway back to what you where saying. Chichi, Goku and Krillin."

"Yeah, right. Well, anyway, she needs to get unattached to Krillin because he's gonna be with 18. So I'm gonna set her up with Goku!"

"Wait wait wait," Vegeta said rubbing the back of his neck, "how exactly is this gonna help me get over 18?" Bulma just rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Duh! When you see her with Krillin you'll get over her! Then Chichi will get over Krillin!! And Goku can start with Chichi and 18 can start with Krillin. EVERYONE IS WINNING!" she exclaimed holding out her hands and waving them. She watched Vegeta think for a moment.

"Why are you asking me to help you with this, besides the fact that I'm getting over 18," he asked. Bulma sat back, now it was her turn to think.

"Because, I helped you, now you help me," she said smiling. Vegeta smirked, obviously satisfied with his answer.

"So, when do we start?"


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When Vegeta got back to his place he quickly ran over to the phone, hoping his room mate wasn't on it. "HEY MATE!" a rusty deep voice called from behide. Vegeta's dark eyes slide to the side, but his head never moved. Jace patted him on the shoulder and move in front of Vegeta so he could look at him.
His red-orange cheeks bulged as he gulped down the last of the beer in his can. He crushed the can and tossed it behide him, which landed with a metal KLUNK with the large pile of crushed empty beer cans.

"I just cleaned this place up," Vegeta said holding the phone. Jace looked around the place innocently. Beer cans was everywhere, dishes piled to the sky, there was a pair of boxers hanging from the ceiling fan....

"Oh, I'll clean it up mate!" Jace said walking into the living room. Vegeta just rolled his eyes and dialed up 18.

"623-5321.." He said to himself as he dialed the number. It rung a good 3 times before someone answered it laughing.

"Hello? Ouch 18 stop!" 17 voice shouted.

"17 YOUR JERK GIVE IT BACK!!!" 18's voice rang in the background. 17 put the phone down and started to fight with 18 then picked it back up again.

"Okay, who is this?" 17 asked, slightly out of breath.

"Vegeta. Where's 18?"

"Hey! PHONE BLONDIE!" 17 shouted, "VEGETA CAKES IS ON!" Vegeta heard 18 cruse something at 17 before picking the phone up.

"Vegeta?"

"Can you meet me at Big Red's tonight at 8? I have to talk to you about something."

"Big Red's? Why do we need to go there? That's like a 4 star restaurant, we can just go to the Burger Place up on Hampton,"

"I know, but Big Red's helps me to think. Don't forget there's a dress code there, where something pretty." Vegeta said calmly and hung up before his ex could get another word out.

"What did he want?" 17 asked, leaning up against the doorway. 18 turned to look at her twin brother, confusion in her icy blue eyes. She tucked a lock of blonde hair behide her ear.

"I think he want's to get back together...."