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YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!!! THANKS TO ALL OF YOU! I thought that making Bulma suicidal was going to be a bad thing...but OMG you guys seem to actually like it. And if you haven't noticed yet....I LUV LONG REVIEWS!! And so to reward the long reviews I'm going to write a little bit long in each chapter again. I got positive feedback last time so I'm thinking I'm going to make this as long as possible. Otay?
A quick little something-something for mai reviews to think 'bout:
Would you guys rather meeh finish this story quickly (as in the next 2 months or maiibe 2 in a half months) quickly or drag it out a little more. (like 4 months-5 months)? I know how I'm going to end this...alright that was kind of a lie. I have an IDEA of how I'm going to end it but I don't really know for sure. How about a few suggestions?
See? I think that was more of two questions. So remember when you review that any suggestions and ideas are always more than welcome. I works to please!
Oh and one more thing before I jump right into chapter twenty (^_^) for those of you who read the story and don't have time to review, how about a little one sentence review...? Pwease? It would help out around here. I need all of the reviews I can get mai hands one. So pwease think about it, it would give meeh a lot more reason to continue this story quicker. ^_^
Alright that's enough out of meeh. I'm sure you guys want to get into the chapter. Fine, here ya go!! CH. 20!!
~LadyB
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The love of two women; the heart of one man
Chapter Twenty
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LAST TIME: The pale blue door opened with a creak. And what they saw beyond the door would not soon be forgotten. Juuhachi-gou gasped as Chi-Chi nearly fainted; it took their breath away....
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Juuhachi-gou narrowed her blue eyes to the point where they were nearly gone; she placed her hands on her hips as she tried to mask her concern with aloofness. Chi-Chi on the other hand was near hysterics, her eyes were filling up with unshed tears as well as unexpressed fear. Not knowing what else to do Chi-Chi brought her hands up to her delicate lips to muffle a scream that was at the tips of her lips ready to escape, her body began to shake with fear. The blonde could not bring herself to accept what she was seeing, having never had to think let alone deal with something of this magnitude she was a lose of things to do. Anger was the only thing that came to her mind it was the only thing that she knew how do to.
The moment her voice returned to her, Juuhachi-gou harnessed it to her advantage. "Bulma what the hell are you doing?!" She directed the comment at the blue-haired adolescence that was seated on the closed lid of the toilet, the razor in the grasp of her French manicured fingers. Her fingers shook as the razor fell to the confinements of her tight red skirt covering her lap. Hastily she picked it back up and grasped it tighter than before. Moments later, Bulma finally looked up at her friend, however, her stare was empty, lifeless. A pair of greatly significant indigo eyes leisurely glimpsed up at Juuhachi-gou, the intent look given off by them was almost unsympathetic and deceased. If anything, they appeared to be watching the room behind Juuhachi-gou. Bulma tilted her head to the side, her locks of blue hair cascading down her shoulders unintentionally. "Give that here." Juuhachi-gou hissed, extending her hand out towards the crazed girl before her.
Those words seemed to awaken the entranced girl from her mindless slumber, she shut her eyes and re-blinked them for a few seconds, and then focus conclusively returned to them. Chi-Chi watched her friend from the doorway behind Juuhachi-gou who had taken two exceptionally small steps towards Bulma, as if not to startle her. In horror that was accompanied by the side dish of fear, Chi-Chi could only observe as her best friend allowed rage to fill her profound childish eyes; she held the razor up, taunting them. "Stay back!" She screamed at both girls standing at her bathroom doorway. "I'll do it if you come closer!"
The brunette girl couldn't hold the tears back anymore, they began to fall down her eyes to her face like rivers fearing the unknown. She shut her eyes softly, something inside of her hoping that if she closed her eyes once she reopened them all that was in front of her would vanish somehow. Yet she knew deep down that it was merely her juvenile apprehension conjuring up that aspiration in a moment of panic. The blonde teenager dared to take one step closer to Bulma.
She snapped at that moment. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME CLOSE TO ME!" Waving the razor around in front of her wrist, her statement was finished, her voice died down. At that moment the antagonism was too much for Juuhachi- gou to let slide, it was starting to blind her. The anger fuming from her system was the only way that she knew how to deal with the situation, in away it was a cumulating of the fear that really was in her. Either way, she balled her hands into fists at her side, shaking for a far more different reason than her companion it seemed. "YOU DIDN'T LISTEN." Juuhachi-gou heard Bulma shriek towards her.
"You wouldn't dare cut yourself!" Alas, Juuhachi-gou spoke. "You're too shit-minded to do it!" A look of bewilderment crossed the troubled teen's face. "You couldn't even tell the father of your child that you needed him and here you are trying not only to take your life but your child's life as well? Ha!" The blonde boasted with false laughter. "You wouldn't dare. You chickened out before you'll do it again. You know you don't want to die. You're scared."
"Bulma...please..." Chi-Chi pleaded from the doorway. "Please..."
A look of shear malevolence consumed her friend's face; she rose one of her perfectly sculpted eyebrows into an arch, questioning their motives. "I wouldn't dare..." She repeated. By that time she had long since gotten up from her original sitting position and was pacing the narrow stright from her toilet to her window. In a few seconds she reached her window, once she did, she turned to face her friends. "Wouldn't I?" Bulma brought the razor to her wrist once more, it levitated above her wrist for an instant, it seemed as if she were giving them time to reply to her actions.
Chi-Chi started to cry out loud. "No, Bulma, please!"
Juuhachi-gou shook her head full of blonde hair, brushing it along the nape of her neck. "Don't worry she's too much of a coward. She wouldn't."
"I wouldn't?!" A laugh left Bulma's lips. She conveyed the slick razor to her face, she eyed it. When she found what she was looking for, she thrusted it forward, making on blade stand out above the rest.
A blaze of uncertainty filled all of the girls. Would she do it? Upon the face of the teen that stood was an impression that signaled that she sure in hell was going to do it. She was serious, dead serious. The brunette gulped pungently, there was nothing that she could do to stop a girl so dead set as her friend was. Her black eyes began to pool over with tears, each of them falling and accumulating as heavily as her fears. The blonde less than a few feet away was lost in what seemed to be her own reservations as well. Taunt her friend and risk her death, or keep quite and let her do whatever she pleased. Either way, things couldn't go well.
"Bu-"
"SHUT UP!" The blue-haired youth in question yelled to the girl who dared speak.
That was it. Juuhachi-gou wasn't going to take it anymore. Not giving a damn about what happened or what didn't happen, things went without saying that it was time someone put a stop to all of this.
Bulma's enraged eyes fluttered up at Juuhachi-gou part of them staring at her friend in disbelief the other in pure untamed paroxysm. She narrowed her eyes into slits. "I thought I told you to stay back." The words left her lips as nothing more than a mere hiss. In something that passed for pleasure, she watched her friend freeze in an unknown emotion. Then suddenly she lashed forward at her.
"Give me that shit you little bitch!" Juuhachi-gou lunged at Bulma pinning her to the rim of the sink trying to pry the razor from her iron hands. She almost had it except for the fact that now a person who was once weak was posses by something else, making Bulma almost as strong as Juuhachi-gou.
All Chi-Chi could do from her position at the doorway was watch in horror, as her two friends became a tangle of legs, arms, and screams. Hair was flying; fists were straining to gain one once of victory in the brawl between two very close friends. Raising her hand over her head as well as the head of her friend, Bulma delivered the razor across a smooth path of silkily skin, a slash of scarlet dripping down a surface of ivory. The action caused Juuhachi-gou to shut her eyes; drops of crimson tears surged downhill from the cut forming slightly above her left eye. A gasp was heard, the attacker pulled back in horror, her eyes studying her friend. She had done that. She was the one that had hurt her friend.
"See? I don't need to live!" Without Juuhachi-gou to stop her this time her hands were making their way right to her sensitive wrist. Her protector was much too busy tending to her blinded eye, and Chi-Chi was far too paralyzed with trepidation to move. The reflection in her eyes betrayed her as she watched Bulma bring the razor to her porcelain skin, in a less than a blink of an eye, blood dripped down on the white marble below their feet. Chi-Chi screamed in dread. "NOOOOOOOOOOO."
Not caring about how much blood or sweat got into her eyes, the fallen teen stood up and took hold of Bulma's body by the shoulders roughly. The razor fell to the floor with a clank and the next sound the filled the room was Juuhachi-gou's hand slapping across Bulma's soft face, the color leaving it all together. "You retarded bitch!" Screams filled the room. "I told you NOT TO!"
No one could have possibly braced them for what happened next. Blood began to gush from the blue-haired girl's mouth, then finally, she fell to her knees and blacked out.
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The music was loud and pumping, poor Goku needed to get away, it was all just too much for him to take. He wasn't much of a party person, he was only here with Krillin and Vegeta in hopes of getting whatever was on Vegeta's mind off of it. Whatever it was, it was eating at their friend alive. Goku was alone walking down a hallway. Krillin had had too much to drink that might, last time he had checked poor Krillin was curled up in a ball behind a couch looking for Tinkerbell. At the memory Goku laughed to himself and looked around once more, come to think of it, in such a large house as this one Goku was almost sure that he was lost. Not only but he needed to find a bathroom. The house was a large residence resting up top one of the tallest hills of Satan City. Of course it was generous in diameter but it, just like many other homes in Satan City, were nothing compared to the Capsule complex a few blocks away. Goku sighed as he came to another dead end hallway. WHERE THE HELL WAS HE?!
Upon his search for the bathroom on the second floor, Goku opened a door. As he opened the black wooden door of the house that wasn't his, Goku got the shock of his life. Lifting the pressure off of the door Goku stood up right and stopped blinking, he thought that his heart had stopped beating as well. Goku was almost too scared to move, for if he did, it all might disappear. Then again, there was a part of him that wanted to close his eyes and never see again. For a moment he thought that he was blinded. Goku blinked, Ohhhh yeah, the sight was still his to behold.
There stood his best friend, Vegeta, with his pants around his ankles and his partner in his hand about to service a woman. Not just any woman, but Terra. Terra, with her silicone valley in her chest fully exposed, was on her knees, about to pray to the Mandingo God. Her long green black hair spilt all over the sides of her face and shoulders as she shamelessly knelt there about to give Vegeta a 'quickie'. This might not have been the bathroom but Vegeta sure in hell was acting as if it were. Backing away slowly, the taller teen got a disturbed look on his face.
Vegeta turned his head in Goku's direction upon hearing the door open. His eyes were bloodshot from too much drinking, a side effect that he was no stranger to, it had just been a while that was all. He turned on his trademark, charismatic smirk. "A little privacy, Kakkarot." Vegeta's voice came hot and indistinct.
If this had been humorous Goku would have taken that time to laugh. "Privacy?!" Goku spat incredulously. "How's this for some privacy?! 'You have Bulma, you arrogant bastard!'" Goku paused and shook his head. "Vegeta! How could you?!" Goku could not believe what he was being told, let alone what he was being forced to witness.
From her kneeling position Terra looked up, her cold icy eyes froze over as if she were just hitting reality. She narrowed her eyes before she spoke. "You still go out with that slut?" Vegeta glared down at her, and yet she spoke again. "You told me you two were through."
Vegeta said nothing to Terra; he only tried to stop the room from spinning. Although he was a frequent visitor of Lady Liquor he had never paid her and Ecstasy a visit in the same night, Vegeta had his reasons for his head spinning. Of course it was going to take him a while to get it under control.
In an uncharacteristic tone that did not offer any room for dispute, Goku bellowed seriously, "Terra, leave." Vegeta wondered if it were the effects from the drugs and liquor or had Kakkarot really just told Terra to leave? Naw, Kakkarot was too pussy to tell any woman that; that wench Chi-Chi had poor Kakkarot whipped like a loyal dog. But either way, he didn't know...now if only he could get that pink elephant away from him....
Terra scrambled out of the room only after trying to find her shirt and self-respect. Having made a fool out of herself, everyone in that room knew that it would be hard for her to do that. So just as expected, Terra only found her shirt, in a huff of narrowed eyes and unheard muttered words she left, knowing better than to look back at Goku.
A disgusted Vegeta began to zipper up, putting his...pet away. Goku was down right seething with righteous indignation was he walked over to the shorter man. Goku raised his hand as if to hit Vegeta. Vegeta countered the attack with his arm, twisting Goku's arm backwards. Groaning, the attacked teen moved out of his aggressor's grasp. Allowing him to move away, he said nothing to Goku, his rival, his arch nemesis...and yet in this time of need he found that he was his best friend. A voice took the shorter of the two boys out of his thoughts. "What the hell was that? Vegeta I swear I could just beat the shit out of you right now. How could you cheat on Bulma?" Goku couldn't stop shaking his head from side to side.
Not knowing how to react to the directness of the question, Vegeta looked away from Goku, who was acting beyond himself, and took a seat down on the bed. "There is nothing between me and the woman." Vegeta barely managed to say, still he was far more worried about the elephant that had now multiplied and now all of them were making faces at him from the doorway.
"Nani?"
For the first time in the whole mess that had happened, Goku noticed that Vegeta had let down his emotionless barrier. The past few days had been horrible for everyone, if Bulma and Vegeta were distanced, then sadly their whole group was. In a way they were the glue that held both groups of each gender together. Goku had no idea how long this was going to take, but he was sure that now Vegeta was starting to trust him a little bit more. And gaining his trust was half of the battle. No....Goku paused to think...gaining the trust that he needed to help Vegeta was the whole battle....
"We're over, I left her." There was a type of calmness in Vegeta's voice that wasn't customarily there. Goku was in shock; the world as he knew it was ending.
No matter how much Goku was in disbelief a part deep inside of him knew that this was the truth, he knew it, it had to be. Everything fit together so perfectly now that he thought of things in the light that had been shinned into his eyes. Everything pointed to what Vegeta had just told him; the degradation of women and not to mention the excessive flirting any chance he got. Vegeta wasn't lying. And the way Bulma had been acting for the past couple of days. Yes, now it was all clear. Bulma appeared as if her best friends had died for the past week and Vegeta...well he was being just the way he was before the blue-haired goddess had stepped in his life. Unfortunately, the arrogant little bastard was back to his womanizing ways.
Clearing his voice out of nerves, Goku spoke. "What happened?" finishing his statement he struggled to sit next to Vegeta on the bed within the walls of the room they occupied. Goku had to take a seat, he just started to feel faintly weak, weaker than when he had first her that Vegeta and Bulma were together. That kind of weak wasn't physical, it was totally emotional, something that the kind hearted adolescent was known for being. Back then it was the fear of loosing his friend to a woman. But now it was fear that Bulma would be losing his best friend, for over time, he had grown to love Bulma like the younger sister that he never had. That also meant that he would do whatever it took just to never see her frown.
Vegeta scoffed loudly in response to Goku's silence. "It's still happening baka." He retorted. Finally Vegeta was starting to see things clearly now, the visions he was having were long since gone. Gathering that the effects of the liquor and multiple drugs were wearing off, a dazed Vegeta started to feel more at ease in his own skin. Then he let his guard down and told Goku everything. "I don't know when exactly it began. But for a while now it felt as if she was drifting apart from me, I could feel her pulling away from me. All of her energy going into so many different things, everything but me." That had sounded so unlike Vegeta. He was jealous of the fact that Bulma might care for something more than she cared for him.
"I don't understand."
"I didn't ask you to!"
Goku lowered his eyes. His friend was acting more like himself then.
Vegeta huffed. "She just wasn't the same. I know her more than she thinks, you know as well as I do that it doesn't take very long to know that onna like the back of your hand. She'd come over emotionally wasted or blow coming over off all together, I knew that something was going on. Something had to be, I just didn't know what it was."
"Did you spy on her?" Goku deducted, he would have been so disappointed if his friend nodded in response. When men like Vegeta did not trust their women and resorted to following them around they became pathetic. But he knew Vegeta wouldn't dare. He was far too proud to go around spying on Bulma. The good thing about men like Vegeta was that no matter what, they always had their pride.
His proud friend made a face that wasn't quite describable. "Hell naw!" he screamed, then as if to catch his voice, her paused. "Terra showed me pictures of the two of them."
The confused teen cocked an eyebrow up, trying to absorb everything that he was being told by his less than pleased friend. "Terra?! The two of them?"
Vegeta placed his head in his hands, rubbing at his throbbing temples. That basted elephant was threatening to come back again if he lost his mind once more. Damn liquor, he vowed not to drink again until he was fully sober. "Yeah the two of them. Her and some tall mother fucker." Vegeta took a breath. "First it was movie and then they went to a hotel. Three hours, three mother fucking later, they walked out of the hotel. She had his jacket on and then they fucking kissed! Ok!?" Vegeta screamed.
Goku shook his head; that couldn't have been Bulma, he just wouldn't accept it. There had to be some other explication for this. "Did you call her on it?"
Vegeta nodded.
Goku was stunned into submission. He just simply did not want to believe it. In a way he had overseen their whole courtship from afar. He had convinced Chi-Chi to make Bulma join the school paper, and then she took up the story on Vegeta, which had founded their love affair. And from that point on, from the moment that they first locked eyes, Bulma had Vegeta whipped for an eternity. And now it was all stripped away. It was being tainted, bastardized by their own infidelity, which Goku had never known could exist in Bulma.
"Then what happened?" Goku inquired.
"She didn't deny it. I asked her about it and all she could do was cry. It's typical of all women to do that when they get caught. I mean Terra did the same. So I just looked down at her and walked away. I didn't need to hear anymore of her bullshit and lies."
Goku looked up at the ceiling. How had things gotten this far? "Maybe you should talk to her..." Goku suggested.
He took his eyes off of the ceiling once he heard Vegeta laugh as if he had head the funniest thing in the world. Two perplexed black orbs that served Goku for eyes landed on Vegeta while he was in the middle of finding his voice through laughter to reply. "No thanks Kakkarot, I'll do with my woman what I want." Vegeta snapped. "And until this is over, stay out of it." Vegeta hissed and walked out of the room. He had more chicks to bone; after all, the night was still young
Before he walked out of the room totally Goku could slightly make his friend out in the hallway looking around. The observer shook his head and lay back in the bed thinking. No matter what, he had to think of some kind of way to fix the problem at hand. Suddenly he sat back up on the bed; at his side there lay a small silver phone, it was ringing. Taking it into his hands Goku glanced at the caller ID. It was Bulma, or the number was Bulma's home calling anyways. For a moment he thought about walking out, then he dismissed the thought from the back of his mind. If Vegeta wanted to talk to Bulma he would have called her by now. It was one thing to help them, totally another to force him to talk to someone that he couldn't even stand.
Outside, back in the raging party, Vegeta looked around. Where the hell was Terra when he needed her....? He walked off into the crowd.
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YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!!! THANKS TO ALL OF YOU! I thought that making Bulma suicidal was going to be a bad thing...but OMG you guys seem to actually like it. And if you haven't noticed yet....I LUV LONG REVIEWS!! And so to reward the long reviews I'm going to write a little bit long in each chapter again. I got positive feedback last time so I'm thinking I'm going to make this as long as possible. Otay?
A quick little something-something for mai reviews to think 'bout:
Would you guys rather meeh finish this story quickly (as in the next 2 months or maiibe 2 in a half months) quickly or drag it out a little more. (like 4 months-5 months)? I know how I'm going to end this...alright that was kind of a lie. I have an IDEA of how I'm going to end it but I don't really know for sure. How about a few suggestions?
See? I think that was more of two questions. So remember when you review that any suggestions and ideas are always more than welcome. I works to please!
Oh and one more thing before I jump right into chapter twenty (^_^) for those of you who read the story and don't have time to review, how about a little one sentence review...? Pwease? It would help out around here. I need all of the reviews I can get mai hands one. So pwease think about it, it would give meeh a lot more reason to continue this story quicker. ^_^
Alright that's enough out of meeh. I'm sure you guys want to get into the chapter. Fine, here ya go!! CH. 20!!
~LadyB
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The love of two women; the heart of one man
Chapter Twenty
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LAST TIME: The pale blue door opened with a creak. And what they saw beyond the door would not soon be forgotten. Juuhachi-gou gasped as Chi-Chi nearly fainted; it took their breath away....
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Juuhachi-gou narrowed her blue eyes to the point where they were nearly gone; she placed her hands on her hips as she tried to mask her concern with aloofness. Chi-Chi on the other hand was near hysterics, her eyes were filling up with unshed tears as well as unexpressed fear. Not knowing what else to do Chi-Chi brought her hands up to her delicate lips to muffle a scream that was at the tips of her lips ready to escape, her body began to shake with fear. The blonde could not bring herself to accept what she was seeing, having never had to think let alone deal with something of this magnitude she was a lose of things to do. Anger was the only thing that came to her mind it was the only thing that she knew how do to.
The moment her voice returned to her, Juuhachi-gou harnessed it to her advantage. "Bulma what the hell are you doing?!" She directed the comment at the blue-haired adolescence that was seated on the closed lid of the toilet, the razor in the grasp of her French manicured fingers. Her fingers shook as the razor fell to the confinements of her tight red skirt covering her lap. Hastily she picked it back up and grasped it tighter than before. Moments later, Bulma finally looked up at her friend, however, her stare was empty, lifeless. A pair of greatly significant indigo eyes leisurely glimpsed up at Juuhachi-gou, the intent look given off by them was almost unsympathetic and deceased. If anything, they appeared to be watching the room behind Juuhachi-gou. Bulma tilted her head to the side, her locks of blue hair cascading down her shoulders unintentionally. "Give that here." Juuhachi-gou hissed, extending her hand out towards the crazed girl before her.
Those words seemed to awaken the entranced girl from her mindless slumber, she shut her eyes and re-blinked them for a few seconds, and then focus conclusively returned to them. Chi-Chi watched her friend from the doorway behind Juuhachi-gou who had taken two exceptionally small steps towards Bulma, as if not to startle her. In horror that was accompanied by the side dish of fear, Chi-Chi could only observe as her best friend allowed rage to fill her profound childish eyes; she held the razor up, taunting them. "Stay back!" She screamed at both girls standing at her bathroom doorway. "I'll do it if you come closer!"
The brunette girl couldn't hold the tears back anymore, they began to fall down her eyes to her face like rivers fearing the unknown. She shut her eyes softly, something inside of her hoping that if she closed her eyes once she reopened them all that was in front of her would vanish somehow. Yet she knew deep down that it was merely her juvenile apprehension conjuring up that aspiration in a moment of panic. The blonde teenager dared to take one step closer to Bulma.
She snapped at that moment. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME CLOSE TO ME!" Waving the razor around in front of her wrist, her statement was finished, her voice died down. At that moment the antagonism was too much for Juuhachi- gou to let slide, it was starting to blind her. The anger fuming from her system was the only way that she knew how to deal with the situation, in away it was a cumulating of the fear that really was in her. Either way, she balled her hands into fists at her side, shaking for a far more different reason than her companion it seemed. "YOU DIDN'T LISTEN." Juuhachi-gou heard Bulma shriek towards her.
"You wouldn't dare cut yourself!" Alas, Juuhachi-gou spoke. "You're too shit-minded to do it!" A look of bewilderment crossed the troubled teen's face. "You couldn't even tell the father of your child that you needed him and here you are trying not only to take your life but your child's life as well? Ha!" The blonde boasted with false laughter. "You wouldn't dare. You chickened out before you'll do it again. You know you don't want to die. You're scared."
"Bulma...please..." Chi-Chi pleaded from the doorway. "Please..."
A look of shear malevolence consumed her friend's face; she rose one of her perfectly sculpted eyebrows into an arch, questioning their motives. "I wouldn't dare..." She repeated. By that time she had long since gotten up from her original sitting position and was pacing the narrow stright from her toilet to her window. In a few seconds she reached her window, once she did, she turned to face her friends. "Wouldn't I?" Bulma brought the razor to her wrist once more, it levitated above her wrist for an instant, it seemed as if she were giving them time to reply to her actions.
Chi-Chi started to cry out loud. "No, Bulma, please!"
Juuhachi-gou shook her head full of blonde hair, brushing it along the nape of her neck. "Don't worry she's too much of a coward. She wouldn't."
"I wouldn't?!" A laugh left Bulma's lips. She conveyed the slick razor to her face, she eyed it. When she found what she was looking for, she thrusted it forward, making on blade stand out above the rest.
A blaze of uncertainty filled all of the girls. Would she do it? Upon the face of the teen that stood was an impression that signaled that she sure in hell was going to do it. She was serious, dead serious. The brunette gulped pungently, there was nothing that she could do to stop a girl so dead set as her friend was. Her black eyes began to pool over with tears, each of them falling and accumulating as heavily as her fears. The blonde less than a few feet away was lost in what seemed to be her own reservations as well. Taunt her friend and risk her death, or keep quite and let her do whatever she pleased. Either way, things couldn't go well.
"Bu-"
"SHUT UP!" The blue-haired youth in question yelled to the girl who dared speak.
That was it. Juuhachi-gou wasn't going to take it anymore. Not giving a damn about what happened or what didn't happen, things went without saying that it was time someone put a stop to all of this.
Bulma's enraged eyes fluttered up at Juuhachi-gou part of them staring at her friend in disbelief the other in pure untamed paroxysm. She narrowed her eyes into slits. "I thought I told you to stay back." The words left her lips as nothing more than a mere hiss. In something that passed for pleasure, she watched her friend freeze in an unknown emotion. Then suddenly she lashed forward at her.
"Give me that shit you little bitch!" Juuhachi-gou lunged at Bulma pinning her to the rim of the sink trying to pry the razor from her iron hands. She almost had it except for the fact that now a person who was once weak was posses by something else, making Bulma almost as strong as Juuhachi-gou.
All Chi-Chi could do from her position at the doorway was watch in horror, as her two friends became a tangle of legs, arms, and screams. Hair was flying; fists were straining to gain one once of victory in the brawl between two very close friends. Raising her hand over her head as well as the head of her friend, Bulma delivered the razor across a smooth path of silkily skin, a slash of scarlet dripping down a surface of ivory. The action caused Juuhachi-gou to shut her eyes; drops of crimson tears surged downhill from the cut forming slightly above her left eye. A gasp was heard, the attacker pulled back in horror, her eyes studying her friend. She had done that. She was the one that had hurt her friend.
"See? I don't need to live!" Without Juuhachi-gou to stop her this time her hands were making their way right to her sensitive wrist. Her protector was much too busy tending to her blinded eye, and Chi-Chi was far too paralyzed with trepidation to move. The reflection in her eyes betrayed her as she watched Bulma bring the razor to her porcelain skin, in a less than a blink of an eye, blood dripped down on the white marble below their feet. Chi-Chi screamed in dread. "NOOOOOOOOOOO."
Not caring about how much blood or sweat got into her eyes, the fallen teen stood up and took hold of Bulma's body by the shoulders roughly. The razor fell to the floor with a clank and the next sound the filled the room was Juuhachi-gou's hand slapping across Bulma's soft face, the color leaving it all together. "You retarded bitch!" Screams filled the room. "I told you NOT TO!"
No one could have possibly braced them for what happened next. Blood began to gush from the blue-haired girl's mouth, then finally, she fell to her knees and blacked out.
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The music was loud and pumping, poor Goku needed to get away, it was all just too much for him to take. He wasn't much of a party person, he was only here with Krillin and Vegeta in hopes of getting whatever was on Vegeta's mind off of it. Whatever it was, it was eating at their friend alive. Goku was alone walking down a hallway. Krillin had had too much to drink that might, last time he had checked poor Krillin was curled up in a ball behind a couch looking for Tinkerbell. At the memory Goku laughed to himself and looked around once more, come to think of it, in such a large house as this one Goku was almost sure that he was lost. Not only but he needed to find a bathroom. The house was a large residence resting up top one of the tallest hills of Satan City. Of course it was generous in diameter but it, just like many other homes in Satan City, were nothing compared to the Capsule complex a few blocks away. Goku sighed as he came to another dead end hallway. WHERE THE HELL WAS HE?!
Upon his search for the bathroom on the second floor, Goku opened a door. As he opened the black wooden door of the house that wasn't his, Goku got the shock of his life. Lifting the pressure off of the door Goku stood up right and stopped blinking, he thought that his heart had stopped beating as well. Goku was almost too scared to move, for if he did, it all might disappear. Then again, there was a part of him that wanted to close his eyes and never see again. For a moment he thought that he was blinded. Goku blinked, Ohhhh yeah, the sight was still his to behold.
There stood his best friend, Vegeta, with his pants around his ankles and his partner in his hand about to service a woman. Not just any woman, but Terra. Terra, with her silicone valley in her chest fully exposed, was on her knees, about to pray to the Mandingo God. Her long green black hair spilt all over the sides of her face and shoulders as she shamelessly knelt there about to give Vegeta a 'quickie'. This might not have been the bathroom but Vegeta sure in hell was acting as if it were. Backing away slowly, the taller teen got a disturbed look on his face.
Vegeta turned his head in Goku's direction upon hearing the door open. His eyes were bloodshot from too much drinking, a side effect that he was no stranger to, it had just been a while that was all. He turned on his trademark, charismatic smirk. "A little privacy, Kakkarot." Vegeta's voice came hot and indistinct.
If this had been humorous Goku would have taken that time to laugh. "Privacy?!" Goku spat incredulously. "How's this for some privacy?! 'You have Bulma, you arrogant bastard!'" Goku paused and shook his head. "Vegeta! How could you?!" Goku could not believe what he was being told, let alone what he was being forced to witness.
From her kneeling position Terra looked up, her cold icy eyes froze over as if she were just hitting reality. She narrowed her eyes before she spoke. "You still go out with that slut?" Vegeta glared down at her, and yet she spoke again. "You told me you two were through."
Vegeta said nothing to Terra; he only tried to stop the room from spinning. Although he was a frequent visitor of Lady Liquor he had never paid her and Ecstasy a visit in the same night, Vegeta had his reasons for his head spinning. Of course it was going to take him a while to get it under control.
In an uncharacteristic tone that did not offer any room for dispute, Goku bellowed seriously, "Terra, leave." Vegeta wondered if it were the effects from the drugs and liquor or had Kakkarot really just told Terra to leave? Naw, Kakkarot was too pussy to tell any woman that; that wench Chi-Chi had poor Kakkarot whipped like a loyal dog. But either way, he didn't know...now if only he could get that pink elephant away from him....
Terra scrambled out of the room only after trying to find her shirt and self-respect. Having made a fool out of herself, everyone in that room knew that it would be hard for her to do that. So just as expected, Terra only found her shirt, in a huff of narrowed eyes and unheard muttered words she left, knowing better than to look back at Goku.
A disgusted Vegeta began to zipper up, putting his...pet away. Goku was down right seething with righteous indignation was he walked over to the shorter man. Goku raised his hand as if to hit Vegeta. Vegeta countered the attack with his arm, twisting Goku's arm backwards. Groaning, the attacked teen moved out of his aggressor's grasp. Allowing him to move away, he said nothing to Goku, his rival, his arch nemesis...and yet in this time of need he found that he was his best friend. A voice took the shorter of the two boys out of his thoughts. "What the hell was that? Vegeta I swear I could just beat the shit out of you right now. How could you cheat on Bulma?" Goku couldn't stop shaking his head from side to side.
Not knowing how to react to the directness of the question, Vegeta looked away from Goku, who was acting beyond himself, and took a seat down on the bed. "There is nothing between me and the woman." Vegeta barely managed to say, still he was far more worried about the elephant that had now multiplied and now all of them were making faces at him from the doorway.
"Nani?"
For the first time in the whole mess that had happened, Goku noticed that Vegeta had let down his emotionless barrier. The past few days had been horrible for everyone, if Bulma and Vegeta were distanced, then sadly their whole group was. In a way they were the glue that held both groups of each gender together. Goku had no idea how long this was going to take, but he was sure that now Vegeta was starting to trust him a little bit more. And gaining his trust was half of the battle. No....Goku paused to think...gaining the trust that he needed to help Vegeta was the whole battle....
"We're over, I left her." There was a type of calmness in Vegeta's voice that wasn't customarily there. Goku was in shock; the world as he knew it was ending.
No matter how much Goku was in disbelief a part deep inside of him knew that this was the truth, he knew it, it had to be. Everything fit together so perfectly now that he thought of things in the light that had been shinned into his eyes. Everything pointed to what Vegeta had just told him; the degradation of women and not to mention the excessive flirting any chance he got. Vegeta wasn't lying. And the way Bulma had been acting for the past couple of days. Yes, now it was all clear. Bulma appeared as if her best friends had died for the past week and Vegeta...well he was being just the way he was before the blue-haired goddess had stepped in his life. Unfortunately, the arrogant little bastard was back to his womanizing ways.
Clearing his voice out of nerves, Goku spoke. "What happened?" finishing his statement he struggled to sit next to Vegeta on the bed within the walls of the room they occupied. Goku had to take a seat, he just started to feel faintly weak, weaker than when he had first her that Vegeta and Bulma were together. That kind of weak wasn't physical, it was totally emotional, something that the kind hearted adolescent was known for being. Back then it was the fear of loosing his friend to a woman. But now it was fear that Bulma would be losing his best friend, for over time, he had grown to love Bulma like the younger sister that he never had. That also meant that he would do whatever it took just to never see her frown.
Vegeta scoffed loudly in response to Goku's silence. "It's still happening baka." He retorted. Finally Vegeta was starting to see things clearly now, the visions he was having were long since gone. Gathering that the effects of the liquor and multiple drugs were wearing off, a dazed Vegeta started to feel more at ease in his own skin. Then he let his guard down and told Goku everything. "I don't know when exactly it began. But for a while now it felt as if she was drifting apart from me, I could feel her pulling away from me. All of her energy going into so many different things, everything but me." That had sounded so unlike Vegeta. He was jealous of the fact that Bulma might care for something more than she cared for him.
"I don't understand."
"I didn't ask you to!"
Goku lowered his eyes. His friend was acting more like himself then.
Vegeta huffed. "She just wasn't the same. I know her more than she thinks, you know as well as I do that it doesn't take very long to know that onna like the back of your hand. She'd come over emotionally wasted or blow coming over off all together, I knew that something was going on. Something had to be, I just didn't know what it was."
"Did you spy on her?" Goku deducted, he would have been so disappointed if his friend nodded in response. When men like Vegeta did not trust their women and resorted to following them around they became pathetic. But he knew Vegeta wouldn't dare. He was far too proud to go around spying on Bulma. The good thing about men like Vegeta was that no matter what, they always had their pride.
His proud friend made a face that wasn't quite describable. "Hell naw!" he screamed, then as if to catch his voice, her paused. "Terra showed me pictures of the two of them."
The confused teen cocked an eyebrow up, trying to absorb everything that he was being told by his less than pleased friend. "Terra?! The two of them?"
Vegeta placed his head in his hands, rubbing at his throbbing temples. That basted elephant was threatening to come back again if he lost his mind once more. Damn liquor, he vowed not to drink again until he was fully sober. "Yeah the two of them. Her and some tall mother fucker." Vegeta took a breath. "First it was movie and then they went to a hotel. Three hours, three mother fucking later, they walked out of the hotel. She had his jacket on and then they fucking kissed! Ok!?" Vegeta screamed.
Goku shook his head; that couldn't have been Bulma, he just wouldn't accept it. There had to be some other explication for this. "Did you call her on it?"
Vegeta nodded.
Goku was stunned into submission. He just simply did not want to believe it. In a way he had overseen their whole courtship from afar. He had convinced Chi-Chi to make Bulma join the school paper, and then she took up the story on Vegeta, which had founded their love affair. And from that point on, from the moment that they first locked eyes, Bulma had Vegeta whipped for an eternity. And now it was all stripped away. It was being tainted, bastardized by their own infidelity, which Goku had never known could exist in Bulma.
"Then what happened?" Goku inquired.
"She didn't deny it. I asked her about it and all she could do was cry. It's typical of all women to do that when they get caught. I mean Terra did the same. So I just looked down at her and walked away. I didn't need to hear anymore of her bullshit and lies."
Goku looked up at the ceiling. How had things gotten this far? "Maybe you should talk to her..." Goku suggested.
He took his eyes off of the ceiling once he heard Vegeta laugh as if he had head the funniest thing in the world. Two perplexed black orbs that served Goku for eyes landed on Vegeta while he was in the middle of finding his voice through laughter to reply. "No thanks Kakkarot, I'll do with my woman what I want." Vegeta snapped. "And until this is over, stay out of it." Vegeta hissed and walked out of the room. He had more chicks to bone; after all, the night was still young
Before he walked out of the room totally Goku could slightly make his friend out in the hallway looking around. The observer shook his head and lay back in the bed thinking. No matter what, he had to think of some kind of way to fix the problem at hand. Suddenly he sat back up on the bed; at his side there lay a small silver phone, it was ringing. Taking it into his hands Goku glanced at the caller ID. It was Bulma, or the number was Bulma's home calling anyways. For a moment he thought about walking out, then he dismissed the thought from the back of his mind. If Vegeta wanted to talk to Bulma he would have called her by now. It was one thing to help them, totally another to force him to talk to someone that he couldn't even stand.
Outside, back in the raging party, Vegeta looked around. Where the hell was Terra when he needed her....? He walked off into the crowd.
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