Disclaimer: It would be cool to own DBZ but I don't. *Sigh*

A/n: Sorry about the horribly late update. I've been extremely busy and had a bit of writer's block. Anywho, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Chapter 4: Bra Shopping Part 2: VERY Wrong Conclusions

Bulma found two more bras that she would force Vegeta to try on. So far she found seven of them which would surely last him the month. All seven of them were plain with no frill or lace. Which would give him less to whine and scruple about, especially if he wanted something to support his breast and control them from immensely bouncing too much giving him one less thing to expostulate about. Satisfied with what she picked out, Bulma grabbed Vegeta by the strings of his over-sized sweatshirt, to his dismay, and dragged him toward the dressing rooms.

"Try these on, Vegeta." She said shoving the brassieres into his crossed arms.

"Woman, you can't expect me to just waltz into a panties store, dilly-dally into the dressing rooms without anyone being suspicious!"

"Well I'll go in there with you. Maybe then they won't seem as questioning if a male goes in there. They may not even see you go in."

Vegeta grunted but obeyed his wife. He stepped into the small room with Bulma right behind him. He shut the door then turned to her. "Please turn around."

"All right, Vegeta, whatever you say. But you know you'll probably need help figuring out how to put the bras on." Vegeta's response was just a small snort. He knew she'd never listen to him but it really didn't matter.

He took off his shirt exposing his chest. It was embarrassing, really but he would have to do it. Without looking he grabbed the first brassier in the pile. It was plain with noting on it but a support wire and it was pink. PINK! "Woman do you really expect me to wear a pink bra!"

"It's not going to matter Vegeta! Nobody is going to see it anyway!" Bulma picked up another one of the bras. "We don't have to get this one you know! Here now let me help you put this on."

Bulma had instructed him on how to put the bra on numerous times and he still didn't understand. He found it to be complicating and pointless. At some point he finally droned out until Bulma would yell at him once again.

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From all the yelling in the dressing room customers were leaving and products weren't being bought. Finally the sales clerk had had it. She was going to tell the two to leave if they didn't stop the constant yelling. The fact that there was a male in a female together in a room was another problem. Who knew what they could be doing in there?
She marched over toward the dressing rooms and opened the door without knocking. There was a shirtless man with his back facing her and behind him she could see a slender female arm around him. It looked like she was putting a bra on him.... What! She was putting a bra on Him! The man with the wild hair turned around and scowled at her. The clerk looked stunned at his chest. He had boobs! It was too strange for her to even comprehend. She knew their were some men out there who tried to look like woman but in his case it was different.
"Ahh! There's a man with breasts in here!" She screamed pointing and running at the same. She wasn't looking where she was going and accidentally ran into the wall where and was knocked unconscious.
"That stupid woman deserved that!" Vegeta grumbled under his breath.
Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm. "I think we should leave now!" Vegeta put his shirt back on forgetting the bra he had still been wearing.
A/n: What did you think of the long awaited chapter 4? I think it could have been better but I didn't want my spiffy readers to be waiting a ridiculous amount of time for the next chapter so I did it in somewhat of a hurry! Next chapter should hopefully be out sooner! I think I already know what I'm going to do for the next chapter so it may not take as long!!!!!!
I have a question. About a month ago my really strange art teacher told a classmate to "Rotate the corn" and I was just wondering what that meant. I'm just curious as to what that means if you know tell me in a review please. Most likely you don't because like I said before, my art teacher as quite stange.