Bulma drove in silence, feeling the anger radiating off of Vegeta. She turned and glanced at him when they came to a stop light. His features set in stone, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes burning with that same dark fire she had saw first time she meet him. "Is there something wrong Vegeta?" she asked softly.
"No," Vegeta spat out. She sat back in her seat, an expression on her face like someone had jut slapped her.
"I'm just trying to help, what ever it is eating-" Bulma said as calmly as possible, anger making her voice slightly shaky.
"I don't need your help just drive." Vegeta said coldly. She turned around, biting her bottom lip and gripping the wheel to keep from saying anything. Chi this is for you, Bulma thought to herself.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at the Castle Theaters. It was sort of crowded but not really, the lobby was filled with people getting snacks and talking. Chichi stood off to the side, dressed in a pair of blue jeans that wear laced up on the side and a matching jacket. She glanced down at her clothes, breathing shakily, clutching the note in her hand,
"Maybe I underdressed.." She said to herself looking down at her pants. Goku stepped suddenly through the door, wearing blue jeans and the black shirt Piccolo let him burrow. Oh yeah, Piccolo was there too, in his usual jersey and baseball cap. Chichi's cheeks turned scarlet soon as she saw Goku wearing a black shirt. She ran over to him, smiling and hearing birds and angels sing in her head.
"Goku! You wrote this note? And here I thought it was Krillin!" she said grabbing his arm. Goku stood there looking stupid.
"What note? I came here to get my donuts."
"Donuts?"
"Yeah," Goku said unfolding the letter in his pocket and handing it to her. She got to the bottom part where it read 'wear a black shirt,' and raised her eyebrows.
"Goku, call me crazy but I think someone set us up," she said looking up at him.
"What ha mean set up? How you know?"
"Well, see here?" she said pointing to the bottom of the page.
"No?"
"Exactly! No copyright, If this was an actually paper from the company they should have their copyright on the bottom. Bulma taught me that." Chichi said proudly and suddenly found herself missing Bulma for the 100th time. Goku saw the sudden sadness swell in her eyes and an idea popped into his mind.
"Do you wanna see a movie together?" he asked. "Because two of these movie passes came with the paper you know," Goku said pulling out two tickets. Chichi smiled.
"What is it?"
"Uh...I dunno but it has action in it!"
"Really?" Chichi asked taking them from him, "Oh and it has romance! Com'on Goku its about to start!" Chichi said pulling him into a movie theater. Bulma and Vegeta quietly stepped in the movie theater way on the other side, and sat down behide the young couple.
"Hey, I didn't think it would work. How did you get Goku to come?" Bulma whispered.
"I told him he won a lifetime supply of donuts." Vegeta said smiling. The lights started to go down, darkening the room and the previews started to roll. Vegeta picked a glance at Bulma who sat next to him, totally calm and collected. He felt guilt roll around in his stomach like a huge heavy boulder for going off on her in the car. Not to mention he never apologized for slamming the door in her face. Not knowing exactly how to apologize and walk away with his pride still in tact he done the only thing he knew how to do. "What some popcorn?" he whispered in her ear at the same time snaking his arm around her. Bulma snuggled in automatically, going back into her love sick Yamucha days.
"No, that's okay I brought some," she said pulling out a capsule, pressing the button making a soft hissing sound. Within seconds there was a bag of hot buttery popcorn in front of Vegeta. He shrugged and pulled Bulma closer, totally forgetting his surrounds. "Vegeta, holdin' on kind of tight buddy," Bulma whispered jokingly, but hoping he wouldn't take his arm away. Vegeta loosened up and Bulma looked down. Something slivery caught her eye, making her look closer onto the concert floor. Craved there in a heart under her very feet was B+Y 4EVR. She smiled, flash backs of Yamucha on their first date consuming her mind. "Vegeta," she whispered. "Look, Yamucha took me here on my very first date, well not my VERY first date but you know what I mean-"
"God woman would you stop talking about him? Every five seconds YAMUCHA THIS YAMUCHA THAT, if you love the bastard so much go back to him." Vegeta snarled, removing his arm. A few people around him shushed and hissed out be quiet. Goku and Chichi didn't pay them any mind sense they where so preoccupied with each other.
"I do not talk about Yamucha every five seconds." Bulma said being caught totally off guard and not knowing what else to say. "Besides at least I don't mop around like you do after Krillin kissed 18 that one night!"
"WOULD YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!" a man shouted from the crowd.
"OH!? HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF THE ONLY PERSON YOU EVER TRULY CARED FOR WAS LOCKING LIPS WITH SOMEONE ELSE AND YOU COULDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT?"
"WELL HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF 18 LIED AND SAID SHE LOVED YOU WHEN SHE WAS GOING OUT AND BANGING SOME HOT BIG BOOBED CHEERLEADER!" Bulma shouted back. Vegeta raised his eyebrow and Bulma put her forehead in her hands. "That came out wrong, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING!"
"SHUT UP!" a woman screamed from behide them. Suddenly out of no where Bulma pulled out a small video camera and put it in the woman's face.
"I got chu! You on Candid Camera, what you gonna do huh? What you gonna do?!"
"YEAH THIS IS ALL US UP IN HERE! YOU DON'T OWN THIS DAMN MOVIE THEATER!" Vegeta pitched him.
Goku and Chichi cuddled with one another in the row in front of the two loud teenagers. Their ears deaf to everything but each other's voices. Chichi pushed the arm rest up so she could lay her legs in Goku's lap. "I'm really glad you invited me to the movies Goku," she said, taking his head in her own and holding it tightly.
"I'm really glad your really that I invited you!" he answered back, putting his free arm around his princess. Suddenly Chichi cursed herself for getting so comfortable with Goku now.
"I have to go to the little girl's room," she said blushing. Goku nodded understandingly and let her get up and move out of the theater. Chichi ran her hand across the smooth walls, humming happily as she found her way into the large bathroom. First thing she saw was the locks of aqua blue hair and a girl with her hands in her face." Bulma?" Chichi asked trying to get a better look. Bulma pulled her hands down, her face dripping wet and mascara running down her cheeks.
"CHICHI!" She said surprised, "What are you doing here?"
"On a accident date with Goku. What are you doing here? What's wrong?"
"This JERK I'm with, getting on my last damn nerve. But don't worry, I can handle him." She said smiling. Bulma reached in her purse and pulled out cotton balls to wipe away the mascara with.
"Are you crying?" Chichi asked standing next to her slightly taller friend.
"Noo, just splashed water on my face," Bulma said smiling before turning around and looking Chichi up and down. "cute outfit!"
"You should think it's cute, it's yours." Chichi said laughing. Bulma suddenly realized that it was her outfit she let Chichi borrow. She found herself laughing too, relief filled both girls as they realized they had not lost each other. They looked at each other for a while after they stopped laughing and agreed that no verbal apology was needed. Bulma through some lip gloss at her friend and started to put on some herself.
"So how's the movie?" she asked puckering in front of the mirror.
"It's okay," Chichi said fixing her hair.
"Do you even know what's going on?" Bulma asked sarcastically but smiling.
"No, me and Goku been watching each other mostly. Besides there was these people behide us arguing, God some people just do not know how to act in public ya know?" Chichi said. Bulma sweat dropped and smiled nervously.
"Yup, I know exactly what you mean. Well, you know, after the movie do you want to come with the park with me and the jerk I'm with?" Bulma asked remembering part of her plan.
"What about Goku?"
"I mean him too, don't worry," the blue haired girl said laughing. Before Chichi had any time to reply a shrill high-pitched laugh filled the room, followed by the voices of other girls. Bulma and Chichi's eyes nearly popped out of the socket as they saw the Queen of Tramps herself waltz through the doors sporting a mini skirt and a tiny jacket that looked like it was about to burst from all the cleavage stuffed in it.
"Hey Marron, isn't that like, your boyfriend's ex girlfriend?" A blonde asked with bright green eyes, wearing exactly what Marron was wearing expect different colors.
"Yeah that like, totally looks like her!" A girl with pink hair commented, she also wearing a different color version of Marron's clothes.
"How's everything?" Marron asked, fake sympathy dripping from her every word.
"Never could be better," Bulma said in a phony friendly tone. Chichi crossed her arms, narrowed her eyes and put all her weight on her right hip.
"Are you sure?" Marron asked taking a step closer, her lace up high heel sandals clicking agasint the white tiles. "Yamucha told me how hard you took the break up. He said you came crawling back on your hands and knees." Bulma rolled her eyes.
"Did he tell you that I broke up with him?" Bulma asked.
"It doesn't really matter because he's mine now."
"You can have him, I don't want him. Besides he's a horrible boyfriend and he's just gonna do what he done to me." Bulma said.
"Jealous are we?" Marron said smiling.
"Why does SHE have to be jealous of YOU. There's nothing to be jealous of." Chichi said.
"Aww, I remember those training bra days. So tell me little girl, have you started your period yet?" Marron said bending down slightly, her friends cracked up behide her. Fire flared up in Chichi's ebony eyes, she had always been sensitive about her size. But everyone KNEW not to ever mention it.
"DON'T TALK TO MY FRIEND LIKE THAT!" Bulma shouted stepping in front of Chichi, trying to hold her back from fighting.
"Oh my GOSH! This coming from a girl who can't even keep a man!" Marron said in laughter, her words echoing in the large bathroom. He friends pitched in with the laughing, just adding gasoline to the fire.
"No," Vegeta spat out. She sat back in her seat, an expression on her face like someone had jut slapped her.
"I'm just trying to help, what ever it is eating-" Bulma said as calmly as possible, anger making her voice slightly shaky.
"I don't need your help just drive." Vegeta said coldly. She turned around, biting her bottom lip and gripping the wheel to keep from saying anything. Chi this is for you, Bulma thought to herself.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at the Castle Theaters. It was sort of crowded but not really, the lobby was filled with people getting snacks and talking. Chichi stood off to the side, dressed in a pair of blue jeans that wear laced up on the side and a matching jacket. She glanced down at her clothes, breathing shakily, clutching the note in her hand,
"Maybe I underdressed.." She said to herself looking down at her pants. Goku stepped suddenly through the door, wearing blue jeans and the black shirt Piccolo let him burrow. Oh yeah, Piccolo was there too, in his usual jersey and baseball cap. Chichi's cheeks turned scarlet soon as she saw Goku wearing a black shirt. She ran over to him, smiling and hearing birds and angels sing in her head.
"Goku! You wrote this note? And here I thought it was Krillin!" she said grabbing his arm. Goku stood there looking stupid.
"What note? I came here to get my donuts."
"Donuts?"
"Yeah," Goku said unfolding the letter in his pocket and handing it to her. She got to the bottom part where it read 'wear a black shirt,' and raised her eyebrows.
"Goku, call me crazy but I think someone set us up," she said looking up at him.
"What ha mean set up? How you know?"
"Well, see here?" she said pointing to the bottom of the page.
"No?"
"Exactly! No copyright, If this was an actually paper from the company they should have their copyright on the bottom. Bulma taught me that." Chichi said proudly and suddenly found herself missing Bulma for the 100th time. Goku saw the sudden sadness swell in her eyes and an idea popped into his mind.
"Do you wanna see a movie together?" he asked. "Because two of these movie passes came with the paper you know," Goku said pulling out two tickets. Chichi smiled.
"What is it?"
"Uh...I dunno but it has action in it!"
"Really?" Chichi asked taking them from him, "Oh and it has romance! Com'on Goku its about to start!" Chichi said pulling him into a movie theater. Bulma and Vegeta quietly stepped in the movie theater way on the other side, and sat down behide the young couple.
"Hey, I didn't think it would work. How did you get Goku to come?" Bulma whispered.
"I told him he won a lifetime supply of donuts." Vegeta said smiling. The lights started to go down, darkening the room and the previews started to roll. Vegeta picked a glance at Bulma who sat next to him, totally calm and collected. He felt guilt roll around in his stomach like a huge heavy boulder for going off on her in the car. Not to mention he never apologized for slamming the door in her face. Not knowing exactly how to apologize and walk away with his pride still in tact he done the only thing he knew how to do. "What some popcorn?" he whispered in her ear at the same time snaking his arm around her. Bulma snuggled in automatically, going back into her love sick Yamucha days.
"No, that's okay I brought some," she said pulling out a capsule, pressing the button making a soft hissing sound. Within seconds there was a bag of hot buttery popcorn in front of Vegeta. He shrugged and pulled Bulma closer, totally forgetting his surrounds. "Vegeta, holdin' on kind of tight buddy," Bulma whispered jokingly, but hoping he wouldn't take his arm away. Vegeta loosened up and Bulma looked down. Something slivery caught her eye, making her look closer onto the concert floor. Craved there in a heart under her very feet was B+Y 4EVR. She smiled, flash backs of Yamucha on their first date consuming her mind. "Vegeta," she whispered. "Look, Yamucha took me here on my very first date, well not my VERY first date but you know what I mean-"
"God woman would you stop talking about him? Every five seconds YAMUCHA THIS YAMUCHA THAT, if you love the bastard so much go back to him." Vegeta snarled, removing his arm. A few people around him shushed and hissed out be quiet. Goku and Chichi didn't pay them any mind sense they where so preoccupied with each other.
"I do not talk about Yamucha every five seconds." Bulma said being caught totally off guard and not knowing what else to say. "Besides at least I don't mop around like you do after Krillin kissed 18 that one night!"
"WOULD YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!" a man shouted from the crowd.
"OH!? HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF THE ONLY PERSON YOU EVER TRULY CARED FOR WAS LOCKING LIPS WITH SOMEONE ELSE AND YOU COULDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT?"
"WELL HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF 18 LIED AND SAID SHE LOVED YOU WHEN SHE WAS GOING OUT AND BANGING SOME HOT BIG BOOBED CHEERLEADER!" Bulma shouted back. Vegeta raised his eyebrow and Bulma put her forehead in her hands. "That came out wrong, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING!"
"SHUT UP!" a woman screamed from behide them. Suddenly out of no where Bulma pulled out a small video camera and put it in the woman's face.
"I got chu! You on Candid Camera, what you gonna do huh? What you gonna do?!"
"YEAH THIS IS ALL US UP IN HERE! YOU DON'T OWN THIS DAMN MOVIE THEATER!" Vegeta pitched him.
Goku and Chichi cuddled with one another in the row in front of the two loud teenagers. Their ears deaf to everything but each other's voices. Chichi pushed the arm rest up so she could lay her legs in Goku's lap. "I'm really glad you invited me to the movies Goku," she said, taking his head in her own and holding it tightly.
"I'm really glad your really that I invited you!" he answered back, putting his free arm around his princess. Suddenly Chichi cursed herself for getting so comfortable with Goku now.
"I have to go to the little girl's room," she said blushing. Goku nodded understandingly and let her get up and move out of the theater. Chichi ran her hand across the smooth walls, humming happily as she found her way into the large bathroom. First thing she saw was the locks of aqua blue hair and a girl with her hands in her face." Bulma?" Chichi asked trying to get a better look. Bulma pulled her hands down, her face dripping wet and mascara running down her cheeks.
"CHICHI!" She said surprised, "What are you doing here?"
"On a accident date with Goku. What are you doing here? What's wrong?"
"This JERK I'm with, getting on my last damn nerve. But don't worry, I can handle him." She said smiling. Bulma reached in her purse and pulled out cotton balls to wipe away the mascara with.
"Are you crying?" Chichi asked standing next to her slightly taller friend.
"Noo, just splashed water on my face," Bulma said smiling before turning around and looking Chichi up and down. "cute outfit!"
"You should think it's cute, it's yours." Chichi said laughing. Bulma suddenly realized that it was her outfit she let Chichi borrow. She found herself laughing too, relief filled both girls as they realized they had not lost each other. They looked at each other for a while after they stopped laughing and agreed that no verbal apology was needed. Bulma through some lip gloss at her friend and started to put on some herself.
"So how's the movie?" she asked puckering in front of the mirror.
"It's okay," Chichi said fixing her hair.
"Do you even know what's going on?" Bulma asked sarcastically but smiling.
"No, me and Goku been watching each other mostly. Besides there was these people behide us arguing, God some people just do not know how to act in public ya know?" Chichi said. Bulma sweat dropped and smiled nervously.
"Yup, I know exactly what you mean. Well, you know, after the movie do you want to come with the park with me and the jerk I'm with?" Bulma asked remembering part of her plan.
"What about Goku?"
"I mean him too, don't worry," the blue haired girl said laughing. Before Chichi had any time to reply a shrill high-pitched laugh filled the room, followed by the voices of other girls. Bulma and Chichi's eyes nearly popped out of the socket as they saw the Queen of Tramps herself waltz through the doors sporting a mini skirt and a tiny jacket that looked like it was about to burst from all the cleavage stuffed in it.
"Hey Marron, isn't that like, your boyfriend's ex girlfriend?" A blonde asked with bright green eyes, wearing exactly what Marron was wearing expect different colors.
"Yeah that like, totally looks like her!" A girl with pink hair commented, she also wearing a different color version of Marron's clothes.
"How's everything?" Marron asked, fake sympathy dripping from her every word.
"Never could be better," Bulma said in a phony friendly tone. Chichi crossed her arms, narrowed her eyes and put all her weight on her right hip.
"Are you sure?" Marron asked taking a step closer, her lace up high heel sandals clicking agasint the white tiles. "Yamucha told me how hard you took the break up. He said you came crawling back on your hands and knees." Bulma rolled her eyes.
"Did he tell you that I broke up with him?" Bulma asked.
"It doesn't really matter because he's mine now."
"You can have him, I don't want him. Besides he's a horrible boyfriend and he's just gonna do what he done to me." Bulma said.
"Jealous are we?" Marron said smiling.
"Why does SHE have to be jealous of YOU. There's nothing to be jealous of." Chichi said.
"Aww, I remember those training bra days. So tell me little girl, have you started your period yet?" Marron said bending down slightly, her friends cracked up behide her. Fire flared up in Chichi's ebony eyes, she had always been sensitive about her size. But everyone KNEW not to ever mention it.
"DON'T TALK TO MY FRIEND LIKE THAT!" Bulma shouted stepping in front of Chichi, trying to hold her back from fighting.
"Oh my GOSH! This coming from a girl who can't even keep a man!" Marron said in laughter, her words echoing in the large bathroom. He friends pitched in with the laughing, just adding gasoline to the fire.
