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A/n: Hey, I'm back! I decided to start this chapter earlier because it took me so long to finish the other one...

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Oh go away! Damn muse!

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::Vegeta's Thoughts::

~Bulma's Thoughts~

~*~Actions~*~

'Sluttish Moron's Thoughts' (Just try and guess who this is...)

The Greatest Fantasy





Chapter 4: Living in a Fantasy



Vegeta's bike pulled up into the driveway; Bulma crawled off the back took the key to her lab out of her pocket.

"Damn! I didn't realize this place was this huge..." Vegeta muttered as they walked to the door of her lab.

Bulma looked at him as if he was insane, "No, this is just my lab. The rest of Capsule Corp. is on the other side of that wall."

"Damn!"

"Yep!" She walked toward the door to her lab, expecting Vegeta to follow her, but when she turned around she saw a comical site.

Vegeta had been caught by her mother. It was the most hilarious thing Bulma had ever seen. Bunni Briefs was circling him like a vulture; inspecting every aspect of him. It took all of Bulma's self-control not to burst out laughing. ~Well, better him than me! Maybe I should go save him...~

"So, Young Man, what's your name?" Bunni asked.

"His name's Vegeta, Mom. Remember? The one I told you about?" Bulma answered for him.

"Oh! Yes! Of course! I'm not sure I want you hanging around with this boy. If you like him he must have all the characteristics that I'm trying to rid you of," she said, trying to sound wise, but she only came off sounding snooty.

Vegeta gave Bulma a quizzical look. She sent one back that clearly said, 'I'll tell you later!' "Mom, will you let Vegeta go now? He is going to help me fix my bike."

"Not that damn bike again! I swear, that thing is your best friend!" Bunni cried.

"That's nice, Mom," Bulma said, ignoring what her mother said. She added, "Let's go Vegeta!"

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Bulma pulled Vegeta into her lab and slammed the door. "I am so sorry about her. She's a complete moron. My mom wants me to be exactly like she was when she my age," Bulma explained.

"What the hell was she talking about? 'Characteristics she's trying to rid you off?' What the hell is that?" Vegeta asked, not knowing why anyone would want to change her in the least.

"She wants me to have a ton of boyfriends, dress like a slut, be cheerful 24/7, and want nothing for myself but a happy ending or some shit like that. Yesterday, she had the nerve to tell me that I need to fall in love. Something about 'It would make you a much better person if you had a man to tell you what to do...' No man will ever tell me what to do again!" Bulma looked over to Vegeta to see him staring at her.

::Such a great voice...What! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts! It'd so great to kiss her...::

By the time Vegeta woke up from his little fantasy, (A/n: Not like that, you hentai!) Bulma was waving her hand in front of his face. "Yoo hoo? Vegeta? I'm sorry I talk too much... I just usually don't have anyone to vent to..." Bulma explained.

"Huh? Oh yeah, sure, whatever..." he replied, slightly stunned to find her this close to him. ::Now I'm gunna need a cold shower...::

Bulma understood what was going on now; she had seen that look before. ~How incredibly male of him...~ "Vegeta! Snap out of it! Would you just stop thinking about it and kiss me so we can be friends?"

Vegeta's eyes went as wide as saucers. ::How did she know?:: "Woman, I have no idea what you're talking about!" he said, trying to sound convincing.

"If you say so Vegeta," she replied.

"Um... you said something earlier about 'no man will ever tell you what to do again.' What was that all about?" Vegeta asked, trying to cover up his little mistake.

"I-its nothing" Bulma stuttered.

"All right... You need a ride to school tomorrow since your bike ain't working?" he asked, not wanting to press the question any farther.

"Yeah, sure," she replied, glad to have the subject changed.

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Two Months Later



Vegeta, Bulma, Krillen, Goku, Chi-Chi, 17, and 18 had become one tightly knit group. Bulma avoided Yamcha at all costs; no really knew the reason for that. Everyone just assumed that she just couldn't stand the little slut, but no matter what she did she couldn't avoid him. It was like he followed her wherever she went. That was forgotten for the moment because it was about a week to Halloween, and Bulma had invited the group over to her house for a party on Halloween Night.

Vegeta met Bulma at her locker after school to give her a ride. He knew that she had her bike fixed long ago and it was capsulized and everything, but he still gave her a ride home from school together. They had become the perfect team, and they were now in the same super study because Bulma had somehow managed to get kicked out of her other one. She told him she didn't know why they kicked her out, but he had heard Abby whining about Bulma telling her that her and her friends were whores that would screw anything with a dick.

"Ready to go woman?" he asked as he leaned against the locker next to hers.

"Yeah, today we can put the finishing touches on your bike. Maybe then you'll be able to keep up when we race," she teased.

"We'll see woman, we'll see," Vegeta replied. "I'm gunna kick your ass once my bike is done."

Bulma walked up to him and pressed her body against and put her face in his, "You gunna back that up?"

::She has no idea what she's getting into...:: "Lets go woman."

"You do know I have an actual name right? One that isn't woman?" she asked, not really mad.

His face took on an oblivious look, "I know no such thing..."

"Dip shit! Maybe I won't go with you today. Maybe I'll ride with 17. I'm sure he wouldn't mind..." Bulma trailed, hoping Vegeta would take her hint.

He stopped right in his tracks.

~Ha! I knew that would work!~

"Woman-" Vegeta started.

"Ah, ah, ah," she said, shaking her finger at him, "what's my name Vegeta?"

"Bulma, I-" he corrected.

"That's better, come on dip shit, I wanna get that piece of shit you call a bike up to my level so I can spend less time at home and more time out racing." Bulma grabbed his arm and started to pull him, but he stopped her.

"Look, its your little friend from Lit. Class," he whispered.

"Let's give her something to complain to her friends about," she whispered back.

Abby was looking at them from down the hall, wondering how a girl could spend so much time with Vegeta and not try to screw him. Just then Abby saw something she had never expected.

Vegeta wrapped his arms around Bulma's waist and kissed her deeply. Bulma hadn't expected it either, but quickly became accustomed to the idea. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

~Kami, he's a good kisser!~

::Heh, heh, heh. ~*~self-satisfied smirk~*~::

Abby's eyes went wide with horror before she ran off to find her friends and tell them that Bulma was defiantly off the cool list forever. But someone else was still watching the couple from a distance, planning how they would get over this obstacle.

After a couple of minutes Vegeta and Bulma broke apart, gasping for air. "I think she's gone now," Bulma commented between breaths, but her mood suddenly changed. "What the hell was that Vegeta?"

::What the hell? What happened?::

"We were giving her a show woman. Isn't that what you wanted?" Vegeta replied as he walked ahead of her. ::Yeah, that was it. Kami, she's so perfect... Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts! Get a hold of yourself! I can't think about my best friend like that!::

While Vegeta was mentally bashing his head against a wall, Bulma was trying to collect her thoughts.

~That was...amazing... But I can't think like that! I promised myself that I would never do this to myself again! Damn it!~

"Listen, woman, how about both of us forget this night happened?" Vegeta asked, not really knowing what he wanted her to answer.

"Deal! Now lets get going, Monkey Boy!" Bulma replied, running off. She knew what was going to happen next.

"WOMAN!!! NEVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN! YOU'RE GUNNA PAY FOR THAT!" he roared, chasing her down the hall.

The great chase ended with Bulma taking refuge in the girl's bathroom.

"Don't think I'm afraid to come in there after you woman!" he yelled through the door.

"Fine, fine," Bulma said as she walked out of the bathroom with her hands over her head. "Let's go work on that bike of yours."

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Capsule Corp. 2 hours later



"Vegeta? Bulma? You guys here?" a voice called through the door of Bulma's Lab.

"Goku?" Bulma asked.

"And Chi-Chi," another voice called.

"Bulma, would you just open the damn door already? Or are you and Vegetable Head indecent?" 18's voice asked.

Bulma ran over to the door and opened it to find the whole group standing in her doorway. "17, 18, Krillen, Goku, Chi-Chi, and..." she stopped when she saw the person hiding in the back of the group, "Yamcha, what are you doing here?"

Vegeta looked up from his work on the bike when he heard the last name and the disdain the woman had in her voice when she said it. ::What is that all about?::

"We came by to see you two. All you ever do is spend your time in here working on your bikes," 18 said as she walked in and sat down on the couch. She pulled Krillen down next to her; this caused him to blush slightly.

"You sound like my mom now," Bulma teased as she flopped down in her favorite chair. "She backed off a little when she found out about the party next week." (A/n: She put furniture in when her friends started coming over.)

"So, Bulma, when's the party?" Goku asked.

Bulma was about to give him some smart-ass retort for his stupidity, but she was cut off by the sound of something very heavy impacting with something very hard. Goku was holding his head with both arms whimpering, and Chi-Chi was standing over him holding her trusty Calculus Book of Doom and Destruction, glaring maliciously.

"Chi! What was that for?" Goku cried, still holding his head.

Chi-Chi became even more enraged at that, "Goku! Bulma just said when the party was and then you asked her when it was!"

"I still don't understand why you hit me!"

Everyone in the room sweat dropped at his stupidity. "Kakarrot, you really are more of a baka than I give you credit for," Vegeta muttered.

"Thanks, Vegeta! But, what's a baka?" he asked.

This caused everyone to fall over anime style. ::Can't take the stupidity! Brain, shutting down...:: Vegeta stood up and stormed back to his bike to finish working.

'This is my chance! He's gone!'

~I'm really getting a headache...~ Bulma closed her eyes and massaged her temples as she sat in her chair. Little did she know someone was sneaking up on her from behind. With out warning they struck.

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A/n: Did you really think I'd leave it off like that? So little faith in me! Here's the rest!





"What the hell?" Bulma screamed as she jumped out of her chair. ~Something just kissed me!!!!~ She whirled around to come face to face with Yamcha. "What the hell did you do that for?" she screamed at him.

"I would think that was quite obvious. You're my girl," Yamcha replied.

Vegeta, standing in the back corner working on the bike, had seen the whole scene unfold. ::What the hell is he talking about? From what I understand she hates him. This should be interesting.::

Bulma's eyes flashed dark blue with pure hatred, "Get your ass the fuck out of my lab! I never want to see your sluttish face here again! And if you do come back, I swear, I will find someway to kill you!"

Yamcha scampered off, just like he had in the cafeteria on the first day.

"Um...guys, maybe we should leave Bulma alone for awhile..." 17 muttered.

"Yeah," 18 agreed, "I'll see you later Blu." She grabbed Krillen by the back of the shirt and dragged him out.

"Bye, Bulma!" Krillen called as his girlfriend dragged him out of the lab.

"Goku, let's go. We have homework to do," Chi-Chi said as she started walking out.

"But, Chi, it's Friday. That stuff isn't due until Monday. Why do we have to go?" he asked, confused. "I wanna stay and talk to my cousin and Bulma."

Her eyes narrowed; she took out her Calculus Book of Doom and Destruction and prepared to hit him over the head again.

"Oh! That's why we have to go!" Goku exclaimed. "Bye Bulma! Chi-Chi and I have to go do our homework. I'll see you on Monday!"

"Bye, Son-kun," Bulma replied as he walked out. She hadn't noticed that Vegeta was still there, working on the bike. Her head was pounding now, old memories coursing through her mind. "Damn it! Why did he do that? ~*~Shudder~*~ He knows that it brings back memories... Damn him, damn him to hell!"

A voice behind her caused her to jump, "Something you want to tell me about Woman?"

Bulma spun around to find Vegeta walking up to her wrench in hand. "V-v- vegeta? What are you talking about? Heh...heh...heh..."

"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about Woman. I can understand why you blew up at the little whore for kissing you, but what were you talking about. The memories part? Anything to do with the guy that ordered you around?" Vegeta replied.

"I-I-I," she stuttered. Her mouth kept opening and closing over and over.

He gave her an annoyed look, "Woman, stop that. It makes you look like a fish. Now tell me the truth; all the truth. I'm not leaving 'til I hear it."

Bulma chewed on her lower lip. "Well," she started, slowly, "it started when I was 14. I had been out of school for two years and I was starting to get lonely. Back then, I was different. All I cared about was fitting in and being exactly like everyone else."

Vegeta snorted at that comment, "I can't see you like that."

"I know. I can't believe I was like that once either. But, anyway, I started hanging out with this girl that lived across the street from me. My mom introduced us, and I figured if I stuck with her, I'd always be in the In-crowd. She took me to parties, and at one of them I met a guy."

Vegeta's eyes darkened and he tensed visibly.

"Vegeta, maybe we should sit down," Bulma considered. "This story might get kinda long..."

He relaxed slightly, and replied, "Alright, Woman. Now get on with it. What was wrong with your supposedly perfect life?"

"I guess," she confessed, "I was living in a fantasy..."

A/n: So... what do ya think? What happened to Bulma when she was 14? What does Yamcha have to do with it?

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