A/n: Hello everybody!  Long time no see!  Yeah, that's my fault…..  I've been busy with school lately, but I'll be done in 9 ½ days!!!  YAY! 

Meliah: Woo Hoo…..

Raven: Yeah, exciting…..

Thanks to all my great reviewers!!!

Meliah: It's not technically all of them because Raven-sama is lazy and refuses to thank you to each and every one individually…..

~*~*~*~*~*~

moonsaiyanprincess:  You're telling me to update?  You need to take some of your own advice….. No offense…..  You're an awesome author!

dbzfan:  Sorry, there aren't any updates anywhere else…..  I've just been really busy…..

Vegeta's Dark Fairy:  Pink is just cruel…..

lil pixie:  That's what I do to my stories.  I take ideas that are used often and I make them my own. 

....... (sweet_suicide_1744@yahoo.com):  I'm sorry about the name thing…..  It's based off the preps at my school, so yeah…..  If you like being gothic all the power to ya!

Da Bomb:  Hehehehehe…..

Meliah: Yes, Raven-sama has lost her mind…..

Saki:  Nutty is good….. Right?

Meliah: Maybe in your case…..

DemonDancing:  Thank you so very very much!!!!!!!!!

Celeb Ryu:  No show down, yet…..

Misstress Frostic:  Where have you disappeared to?!?  AAAHHH!!!!  I bet the liberals took you away!!!!!

Meliah: Please excuse Raven-sama…..  She's lost her mind, and American Gov't has caused her to believe that the liberals are after her….. 

Last time on The Greatest Fantasy:

"Perfect; why don't you guys go ahead without us? We'll be right behind you." Bulma smirked and turned to Vegeta, "We've got some stuff to talk about."

Chi-Chi gave her fiend an odd look and dragged Goku out of the lab.

"I still don't get why she gets to call him Geta and I don't," he muttered to his girlfriend as she attempted to drag him out of the lab. "He is my cousin, and they've only been friends for a few months."

18 shook her head and walked out to the car with Krillen.

"So what's this about Woman?" Vegeta asked suspiciously.

The Greatest Fantasy

Antiquated Mating Rituals

"I just need to tell you about the plan, Geta, calm down….." Bulma muttered mockingly.

Vegeta growled at the pet name, "I know the plan, Stupid Woman, I came up with it.  And you call yourself a genius….."

"Well, Juu, Chi, and I added a little something to it….."

"Anything you three came up with is probably completely pointless.  I don't even want to hear it."

"Fine then, you won't get any credit when it works.  I suppose I could always ask 17 to help with the part of the plan that involves beating the shit out of Yamcha…..  I'm sure he would help me out….." she thought out loud.

That caught Vegeta's attention, "What the hell are you talking about Woman?!"  There was more of a panicked tone in his voice than he would have liked, and he hoped she would misread it. 

Bulma smirked at him, "17 is going to kick Yamcha's ass for me."

"Why does he get to kick the weakling's ass?" Vegeta asked. 

"Because you won't.  Come to think of it, he isn't all that bad looking.  If I'm going to be forced to go to this antiquated mating ritual I might as well have someone to dance with.  It would save everyone else from your terrible dancing….."

Vegeta completely missed her attempt to bait him into fighting with her.  "Why are we suddenly kicking the weakling's ass?"

"I didn't realize you cared so much….."

"I don't!  I will kick the weakling's ass for you!"

"For me?  Vegeta!  I didn't realize you cared so much about me!"  Bulma flung herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.  "You're so sweet Geta!"

He pulled away from her in shock, but all he managed to do was drag her with him.  "Woman I-" his sentence was cut short by her laughter.  "What the fuck Woman?"

"Calm down Geta!  I know you only said that because you wanted to kick Yamcha's ass!  Come on, we've got to catch up with the others," Bulma linked her arm in his and led him out of the house to his car. 

Vegeta held back a sigh of relief; she didn't need to know that he felt anything for her other than friendship.

"Is this new?  You didn't have this before…..  Where the fuck did you get the cash for this thing?  You're not a pot dealer, are you?" she asked as she circled the car looking over every aspect of it.

"Nah, it was my dad's.  He gave it to me when he 'went on a business trip' and said he get it when he came back, but he never came back to claim it."

"Why?  Did he die or something?"

"Fuck no!  He's living in a condo across the country with some woman…..  He was the smart one to get away from my mom…..  That bitch is psychotic!"

"Then I'll have to meet her, won't I?  Get in the car and drive, or I'll do it for you!"

Vegeta climbed in on the driver's side, "Shut up Woman."  After they had been driving for a few minutes he let out a low growl.

"What's wrong with you now?"

"I think you insulted my dancing back in the lab Woman."

"And he realizes it now!" she muttered to herself.

~::~::~::~::~::~

At the Dance

"I thought you said they'd show?" Abby whispered to Yamcha while still managing to sound preppy. 

His eyes over to the girl next to him, "They'll be here.  I saw her and her freaky friends getting ready."

"Freaky friends?"

"Those two bitches she hangs out with….."

"Ohhhhhh!  Those two!  Geez, why didn't you just like, say that in the first place?"  Abby looked down at her pure white dress.  "Yamcha!  What do you think of this dress?  Isn't it just like, too much?  I got it at this great store….."  The preppy girl continued to babble on and on about her dress and the other things that she got at the mall while her date watched for his ex-girlfriend.  It took a while for her to realize that Yamcha was paying absolutely no attention to her, "Don't you think so?"

"….."  He just turned and gave her a blank stare that said 'I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about'.

"Yamcha!  Are you even listening to me?!"

"Maybe he thought it was a rhetorical question?" asked a female voice from behind her.

Yamcha started backing away before bolting for the door and Abby spun around, only to come face to face with Bulma.  "What?  What does retatorical mean?"  

The genius just rolled her eyes, "Never mind.  I'm leaving.  The stupid waves in this room are giving me a headache."

"That's probably because of all the socially pathetic people around here…..  Like that girl over there," Abby pointed to a girl with dark brown hair standing off to the side of the room with her arms crossed.  She looked really out of place in all of the dresses with her black baggy pants and t-shirt that said, "I'm not EVIL, I'm just misunderstood".  "She looks like a good victim for tonight, don't you think B?"

Bulma growled at the nickname her enemy had used for her, "What?  What the fuck are you talking about?"

"You know!  The person we pick out to make fun of for the night!" Abby stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.  "Let's go find the rest of the girls!  I'm sure you'll fit right in with them even though you aren't wearing the designated color for tonight….."

Even though she was a genius, Bulma yet again had no idea what the girl was talking about, "What?"

The blonde raised a hand to her face, "Oh my goodness!"  She looked in both directions to make sure no one was within hearing distance, "No one ever gave you 'The Rules' did they?"

"Excuse me, but what in the name of God are you talking about?"

Abby again looked both ways to make sure no one was looking at them.  "Here," she said as she pulled out a slip of paper from the top of her dress.  "Look this over, go home and change, and then come back." 

Bulma held the piece of paper out in front of her with two fingers as if it carried the Bubonic Plague.  As she walked up to her friends she tossed the piece of paper at 18.  "Read this."

The blonde began to unfold the piece of paper, "Where did you get this?"

"Abby pulled it out of her top….." her friend replied with a smirk. 

"EEUGH!" 18 screeched tossing the note to Chi-Chi who tossed it to Krillen who passed it to Vegeta.  "And I touched it?!  Who knows where else this thing has been?"  The three girls shuddered at the images that the statement created in their minds.  "What is it Vegeta?"

Vegeta held it up for the group to look at:

Rules For Being One of the Popular Girls

1.) Never ever wear anything that is 'baggy'.

2.) Wear the designated color for the day.  (You will be informed of said color the night before school)

3.) Never wear white underwear.  You may wear any color other than white.

4.) Always walk in the designated way.  (This will be shown to you later)

5.) Never date anyone before asking us if you should or not.  We must review every one of your dates; we can't have you making us look bad.

6.) Never do anything with anyone who is of lower social standard than you unless absolutely forced.

7.) Make fun of the 'Person of the Moment' (This person will be decided at the beginning of said moment)

8.) Don't try to bring anyone else into the group.  Everyone entering the group has to be voted on. 

9.) Show up for all group events with an agreed upon date.

10.) Compliment all other group members when in public.  When necessary you will be required to hold hands, hug, etc.  We must look like the best of friends.

11.) Never do anything with the guys or do anything that would require getting dirty or sweaty.  If guys or anyone else at the school knew that we could sweat their opinion of us would go down.

Follow all of these rules and you will be one of us.  Every time you break one of them you will be thrown out of the group for 1 week.  Do not show this to any one or be prepared for us to make your life not good.

18 gave the paper a strange look, "This is a joke right?  They plan all of this stuff and have rules for it?"

"That's unbelievable….." Chi-Chi muttered.  "Why did she give this to you?"


"I have no idea.  One minute I'm insulting her the next she's pulling this out of her bra….." Bulma replied.

Krillen gazed over at the group of preppy girls across the room, "That's-"

"Creepy," his girlfriend finished for him.

"Yeah….." he agreed. 

"I guess that explains why they always seem to be wearing the same color….." Chi-Chi decided.  "Like right now, look at them….."  Everyone turned to look at the group of girls who now seemed to be flirting with Yamcha; every last one of them was wearing a white dress.  They were all different designs, but they all had the same white color.  "That's wrong….."

"Well, we can't put the plan into action for a while, so lets do something….." Bulma said.

"Do you wanna dance 18?" Krillen asked and took her out on the dance floor when she gave him a smirk. 

The beautiful Capsule Corp. heiress shook her head at her friends as she watched Chi-Chi drag her boyfriend out onto the dance floor.  She started for the refreshment stand to get a drink, but a hand stopped her.

"Where do you think you're going Woman?" Vegeta asked gruffly. 

Bulma shook her head at him, "I'm going to get a drink Vegeta, so if you want to dance you can go out there and dance with yourself."

"I don't think so Woman."  He picked her up and hauled her over his shoulder and carried her to the center of the dance floor.  "I'll teach you to insult me!"

"Fuck you Vegeta!  Put me down right now!"     

"Nope.  You will dance with me, and that's all there is to it."

"Ugh!  Fine!  I'll dance with you, just put me down!"  She slammed her fist against his back for emphasis.

"No," he replied, "I don't think I will."

"Asshole….." Bulma muttered under her breath after coming to the conclusion that she would never get away from him.  In her terms, the bastard was just too fucking strong.

Vegeta chuckled at his date, "You've finally decided to give up?"

"Not in your life pal, you're just too damn strong.  I'm saving my energy for the plan.  Being that close to Yamcha is very disturbing and nauseating.  Put me down, or I can't dance with you."  

He set her down on the dance floor just as a slow song started.

"Still wanna dance?" she asked smugly, expecting the proud teen to back down from his original wish to dance with her.

Vegeta didn't answer her; he simply wrapped his arms around her waist.

At first Bulma was shocked at the open display of affection coming from Vegeta, but if he could play the part, then so could she.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and smirked up into his eyes.

Her response was unexpected; he had figured that she would pull away and break for the door.  If she was going to play along with him he might as well take it one step further.  Vegeta's strong arms pulled his date closer to him so that her chest was touching his.

Bulma, thinking this was some sort of game her best friend was playing with her rested her head on his shoulder.  If anyone was going to have the last word, it was going to be Bulma Briefs.  "This is nice Geta.  Too bad we can't be like this all the time."

It was meant to be a joke even though she really meant it at heart, but Vegeta did not take it that way.  "Woman?"  His hopes were up, this could really be their chance to get together.

"Don't worry Geta, I know we can't be.  You're too chicken shit to ask me out….."

Chicken shit?  Vegeta Ouji wasn't a chicken shit.  He just didn't ask her out because he didn't want to be attached to any girl like that.  Right?  "I'm not afraid of anything Woman.  I just don't ask you out because I wouldn't want to be seen with an ugly ho like you."

She lifted her head off of his shoulder and glared up at him.  "Asshole….." she muttered before giving him a light punch in the stomach.

Now, the punch didn't actually hurt Vegeta, but he had a rule about girls: when they hit you pretend it hurts.  He had figured out a while ago that it was always a good idea to feed a girl's ego at almost every chance you got.  To not do so could get dangerous.  This wasn't one of those times.  "Honestly Woman, you thought your feeble attempt to insult me and injure me would actually bother me?  I don't even feel it."

"That was the point moron," Bulma growled in reply.  Neither of them had noticed that the song had ended and the beat had picked up, leaving the two of them dancing slowly to a fast song in the middle of the dance floor.

"Oh, isn't that cute?" mocked a voice, followed by a bright flash from a few feet away from them.  Bulma and Vegeta's heads shot up to look for the owner of the voice and where the flash was coming from.  Standing about five feet away were Goku, Chi-Chi, Krillen, 18, 17, and an unknown girl all watching the two of them.  Chi-Chi was holding her trusty camera in front of her and Goku, wearing a goofy smile, stood beside her with one arm wrapped around her waist.  Krillen was grinning devilishly at the couple with his girlfriend standing by his side smirking at them evilly.  The new girl was giving the two a strange look while 17 stared at Bulma with a shocked look on his face.  "Well that's another one for the scrapbook," Chi-Chi commented as she slipped the camera into her boyfriend's pocket.

"That reminds me…..  Vegeta, what did you do with that film they gave you?" Bulma asked sweetly trying to switch the subject from her and Vegeta to the film.

"Oh….." he replied nonchalantly, "I don't remember….."

"Um….. Would someone mind telling me what's going on?" the girl standing next to 17 asked.  She had shoulder length red hair and her large brown eyes reflected her confusion. 

When her date shook himself out of his shocked state he decided to introduce his date and hopefully make another certain girl present jealous.  "Oh, sorry….." 17 muttered.  "Everybody, this is Suno; Suno, this is everybody.  You already know my sister, 18.  That's Krillen, her boyfriend.  The tall guy is Goku and next to him is Chi-Chi.  Those two over there are Vegeta and Bulma.  Guys, Suno is in my History class and I invited her to the dance.  Is everyone okay with this?"  He looked expectantly at Bulma who had returned to fighting with her date about something or another.   

18 just sent the girl an indifferent look; she seemed too preppy to be going out with someone like her brother.  Something was going on, and if she had actually cared she would have taken the time to figure out what.  "That's nice.  We've got things to do…..  Chi-Chi, come with me.  Bulma, just stay here and control the guys."

"Thanks Juu," Bulma called after sarcastically getting only a wave as she and Chi-Chi walked away.

Goku stood in the same spot Chi-Chi had left him in for a few seconds, just blinking.  He didn't move until his shorter friend gave him a swift kick in the shin.  "Goku, let's go get something to drink."

"Will there be food?" he asked hopefully.

Bulma sighed, "Yes Goku, they have food at the concession stand."

"Okay let's go!"  The taller teen grabbed his friend's arm and dragged him off in the direction of the concession stand.

17 and Suno were still standing near Bulma and Vegeta, and they didn't seem to know where to go from there.  "Well," Bulma said as she began to lead Vegeta away from the couple, "we've got stuff to do….." 

As they slowly danced around the room Vegeta bent his head to say something to her, "Remember the pictures?"

"Yeah….." she replied suspiciously, "what about them?"

"I have them right here.  I found a 1-hour photo shop a few blocks from your house.  I gave the others back to your friend, but there were a few I kept for myself….."  Vegeta pulled a few photos from his back pocket and showed them to her.  The first few were from a few weeks after Bulma had come to their school.  The entire group was in the lab, and even Yamcha was there.  Bulma was sitting curled up in her favorite chair in one picture.  In the next one 17 was staring openly at Bulma from a few seats away while she tried desperately to get Yamcha away from her with a pillow.  The next was one was of one of Bulma's many failed attempts to tackle Vegeta by jumping onto his back.  The rest of them were of Bulma and Vegeta fixing their motorcycles, Bulma and 18 torturing Krillen and Yamcha, and the last few were Bulma looking disgustedly at the dress she was wearing in the mirror.  "I think I should send the last few into the yearbook staff.  What do you think?"

"You wouldn't dare," Bulma snarled.

"Oh, I would….."

"Bastard.  Why do I put up with you?"

"That's a very good question Woman….."  Vegeta stared down into her eyes once again.  "Why do you put up with me?"

"Well….. I….."  To Bulma it seemed that Vegeta's face was getting closer to hers, but that could just be her overactive imagination…..  Being a genius had its downsides. 

Just as Vegeta's lips brushed Bulma's, 18 came walking up, "Blu, Ouji, let's go.  It's time to put our plan in action….."

~**~**~**~**~**~

A/n: Yeah, I know it was short for having to wait so long, but I wanted to finish it to get something out to my readers…..  What did you think?  Any ideas on what the plan is?  R&R!

I'm starting a mailing list so anyone that wants to be notified when the next chapters come out let me know what your e-mail address is and I'll let you know when they are posted!

Just to let you all know I may not be updating any of my works until June because of school.  That's not a definite, but no promises…..

Go with God!

~*~Raven~*~