Howdy all! It's me again. Wow this chapter is great and it's only going to
get better that Bulma is one bad @$$ chick. (Aren't we all?!) Hope you like
this chapter.
Peace ~*Vegetas_Woman*~
About 11:00 that night Goku came home, walked upstairs to Bulmas' room and knocked softly on the door.
"Who is it?" Bulma yelled over the music that was playing on the radio.
"It's Goku, can I come in?"
"Sure the door is open." Bulma said turning the music down.
Goku opened the door and smiled when he saw Bulma in her spaghetti strap shirt and short shorts that had little yellow ducks on them.
"Hey Goku how was training?" Bulma asked patting the bed signaling for Goku to sit with her.
"It was alright, Master Roshi wasn't much help so I had to do must of my training by myself." Goku said sitting at the end of her bed and falling backwards to lay on it.
"You look pretty worn out." Bulma said looking at Gokus' outfit or what was left of it.
Suddenly Bulmas' private phone line rang and Bulma checked the caller ID. Sure enough it was Yamcha but this time she decided to answer the phone.
"Hello?" Bulma said in a slightly irritated voice.
"Hey Babe its Yamcha."
"I figured that." Bulma said rolling her eyes.
"I've been trying to call you all night, where have you been?"
"I don't know, I guess here and there." Bulma said trying her best to end the conversation.
"Oh come on now, is that any way to talk to your future husband?"
"I wouldn't know." She said sweetly
"What is that supposed to mean?" Yamcha asked getting defensive.
"Nothing, what do you want Yamcha."
"I called to ask you if you would meet me for lunch tomorrow."
"I'm sorry but I can't I have a lot of work to do."
"Please babe, there are some things we really need to talk about and tomorrow is the only time I can talk to you."
"Alright Yamcha I'll meet you tomorrow, but I hope what you have to say is worth it." Bulma said coldly. She didn't want to see him any more after what he did to her but he couldn't say no to him because after all he was the first guy who had ever proposed to her and somewhere in the back of her heart she still loved him.
Goku decided to take a shower and go to bed, Bulma was already tired so she got under her covers and fell fast asleep.
The next morning Bulma woke up to a nosey alarm clock which she (with no effort) threw it across the room and rolled out of bed. She made her way to the bath room and took a shower. After her shower she was wide awake and ready for a new day. She went to her walk in closet and remembered she was to have lunch with Yamcha and decided to pick something that made her stand out. She chose a pair of jeans that flared at the bottom and a short red tank top which hugged her curves nicely and a pair of red and white tennis shoes. Bulma put her hair in a high pony tail, grabbed her bag and went down stairs.
Goku was sitting in front of the T.V. and had drifted of to sleep during a soap opera while Vegeta was in kitchen stuffing his face.
"Where are you off to woman?!" Vegeta asked finishing the last of his food. He couldn't help but stair at her; even in the simplest clothes she looked amazing.
"I have a lunch date with Yamcha." Bulma said as she walked into the living room and turned off the T.V.
"I thought you were mad at him." Vegeta said as he followed Bulma into the living room.
"I am Vegeta but he said he had to talk to me about something very important."
"What ever that desert rat has to say I'm sure it's far from important." Vegeta said with a smirk.
"How would you know Veggie? You never say anything that is important." Bulma said smugly.
"Like you do?! All you talk about is men and fashion." Vegeta said waving his hands in the air pretending to be excited.
"Whatever Vegeta I don't have time for your bull shit today; tell Goku where I went when he wakes up." Bulma said taking out her car keys and walking towards the door.
Vegeta did his usual *Humph*, turned on his heels and walked to the back yard. "Asshole." Bulma cursed him out loud but not loud enough for him to hear. She walked outside to her black Firebird, revved the engine and sped off down the street.
When she arrived at their usual place she saw Yamcha waiting out front for her. He was wearing an all black, his shirt was some what tight fitting and he had back slacks on. Bulma hated to admit it but he looked good.
Yamcha walked over to Bulmas' car after she parked and helped her out.
"I'm so glad you came Bulma." Yamcha said giving her a hug.
"Well you know I'm not the kind of person to let someone down." Bulma said returning his embrace.
"That's what I love about you. Come on lets go I already have our table reserved." Yamcha said taking Bulmas' Hand and leading her into the small French restaurant.
They were quickly seated and ordered their food.
"So what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Bulma asked sweetly.
"Well it's about us.I ...I don't' think we should see each other anymore." Yamcha said knowing that he should have waited till they got done eating before he said it.
"WHAT?!" Bulma practically screamed.
"Listen Bulma there's nothing wrong with you at all it's just."
"Someone else.like Sara." Bulma snapped cutting Yamcha off.
"Yes, how did you know?" Yamcha asked in surprise.
"I've known this whole time ever since you brought that hoe into MY house during OUR party!!!" Bulma said trying to keep her temper.
"You.you knew? Why didn't you say anything?" Yamcha asked trying to keep Bulma from making a scene.
"Well I was trying to see how long you'd sneak around behind my back and constantly lie to me but now I know.Vegeta was right all along." Bulma said with a sigh.
"Vegeta huh? I knew you liked him its obvious Bulma; I seriously wouldn't doubt that you slept with that monkey behind my back." Yamcha said with a growl.
"Don't you dare turn this around on me Yamcha, first off all I don't like him and second of all I never cheated on you, I'm not like that." Bulma said staring at him like she was ready to kill.
"Yea good lie Bulma that's why I saw you kissing him at OUR party." Yamcha said with an attitude.
Bulma stopped for a second and remembered when she had ran into Vegeta and they ended up kissing.
"That was an accident Yamcha and that is totally beside the point. You know something I should have left you a long time ago, I knew you were nothing but a cheater I just loved you so much I didn't want it to be true. Well I DID love you but not any more, good bye Yamcha I hope you have a wonderful live with all your hoes." Bulma said in a mean voice as she stood up and walked past him.
"By the way Yamcha." Bulma said sweetly as she turned to face him. "DON'T YOU EVER COME NEAR ME OR MY HOUSE AGAIN!!!" Bulma yelled as she took a glass of water from a waiter and dumped it on Yamchas' head.
Yamcha jumped up in anger and stared at Bulma as she turned on her heals like Vegeta and walked out of the restaurant laughing all the way.
"Finally I'm free." Bulma said as she turned her car on, rolled her windows down, turned her music up full blast and sped out of the parking lot towards Capsule Corp.
About 11:00 that night Goku came home, walked upstairs to Bulmas' room and knocked softly on the door.
"Who is it?" Bulma yelled over the music that was playing on the radio.
"It's Goku, can I come in?"
"Sure the door is open." Bulma said turning the music down.
Goku opened the door and smiled when he saw Bulma in her spaghetti strap shirt and short shorts that had little yellow ducks on them.
"Hey Goku how was training?" Bulma asked patting the bed signaling for Goku to sit with her.
"It was alright, Master Roshi wasn't much help so I had to do must of my training by myself." Goku said sitting at the end of her bed and falling backwards to lay on it.
"You look pretty worn out." Bulma said looking at Gokus' outfit or what was left of it.
Suddenly Bulmas' private phone line rang and Bulma checked the caller ID. Sure enough it was Yamcha but this time she decided to answer the phone.
"Hello?" Bulma said in a slightly irritated voice.
"Hey Babe its Yamcha."
"I figured that." Bulma said rolling her eyes.
"I've been trying to call you all night, where have you been?"
"I don't know, I guess here and there." Bulma said trying her best to end the conversation.
"Oh come on now, is that any way to talk to your future husband?"
"I wouldn't know." She said sweetly
"What is that supposed to mean?" Yamcha asked getting defensive.
"Nothing, what do you want Yamcha."
"I called to ask you if you would meet me for lunch tomorrow."
"I'm sorry but I can't I have a lot of work to do."
"Please babe, there are some things we really need to talk about and tomorrow is the only time I can talk to you."
"Alright Yamcha I'll meet you tomorrow, but I hope what you have to say is worth it." Bulma said coldly. She didn't want to see him any more after what he did to her but he couldn't say no to him because after all he was the first guy who had ever proposed to her and somewhere in the back of her heart she still loved him.
Goku decided to take a shower and go to bed, Bulma was already tired so she got under her covers and fell fast asleep.
The next morning Bulma woke up to a nosey alarm clock which she (with no effort) threw it across the room and rolled out of bed. She made her way to the bath room and took a shower. After her shower she was wide awake and ready for a new day. She went to her walk in closet and remembered she was to have lunch with Yamcha and decided to pick something that made her stand out. She chose a pair of jeans that flared at the bottom and a short red tank top which hugged her curves nicely and a pair of red and white tennis shoes. Bulma put her hair in a high pony tail, grabbed her bag and went down stairs.
Goku was sitting in front of the T.V. and had drifted of to sleep during a soap opera while Vegeta was in kitchen stuffing his face.
"Where are you off to woman?!" Vegeta asked finishing the last of his food. He couldn't help but stair at her; even in the simplest clothes she looked amazing.
"I have a lunch date with Yamcha." Bulma said as she walked into the living room and turned off the T.V.
"I thought you were mad at him." Vegeta said as he followed Bulma into the living room.
"I am Vegeta but he said he had to talk to me about something very important."
"What ever that desert rat has to say I'm sure it's far from important." Vegeta said with a smirk.
"How would you know Veggie? You never say anything that is important." Bulma said smugly.
"Like you do?! All you talk about is men and fashion." Vegeta said waving his hands in the air pretending to be excited.
"Whatever Vegeta I don't have time for your bull shit today; tell Goku where I went when he wakes up." Bulma said taking out her car keys and walking towards the door.
Vegeta did his usual *Humph*, turned on his heels and walked to the back yard. "Asshole." Bulma cursed him out loud but not loud enough for him to hear. She walked outside to her black Firebird, revved the engine and sped off down the street.
When she arrived at their usual place she saw Yamcha waiting out front for her. He was wearing an all black, his shirt was some what tight fitting and he had back slacks on. Bulma hated to admit it but he looked good.
Yamcha walked over to Bulmas' car after she parked and helped her out.
"I'm so glad you came Bulma." Yamcha said giving her a hug.
"Well you know I'm not the kind of person to let someone down." Bulma said returning his embrace.
"That's what I love about you. Come on lets go I already have our table reserved." Yamcha said taking Bulmas' Hand and leading her into the small French restaurant.
They were quickly seated and ordered their food.
"So what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Bulma asked sweetly.
"Well it's about us.I ...I don't' think we should see each other anymore." Yamcha said knowing that he should have waited till they got done eating before he said it.
"WHAT?!" Bulma practically screamed.
"Listen Bulma there's nothing wrong with you at all it's just."
"Someone else.like Sara." Bulma snapped cutting Yamcha off.
"Yes, how did you know?" Yamcha asked in surprise.
"I've known this whole time ever since you brought that hoe into MY house during OUR party!!!" Bulma said trying to keep her temper.
"You.you knew? Why didn't you say anything?" Yamcha asked trying to keep Bulma from making a scene.
"Well I was trying to see how long you'd sneak around behind my back and constantly lie to me but now I know.Vegeta was right all along." Bulma said with a sigh.
"Vegeta huh? I knew you liked him its obvious Bulma; I seriously wouldn't doubt that you slept with that monkey behind my back." Yamcha said with a growl.
"Don't you dare turn this around on me Yamcha, first off all I don't like him and second of all I never cheated on you, I'm not like that." Bulma said staring at him like she was ready to kill.
"Yea good lie Bulma that's why I saw you kissing him at OUR party." Yamcha said with an attitude.
Bulma stopped for a second and remembered when she had ran into Vegeta and they ended up kissing.
"That was an accident Yamcha and that is totally beside the point. You know something I should have left you a long time ago, I knew you were nothing but a cheater I just loved you so much I didn't want it to be true. Well I DID love you but not any more, good bye Yamcha I hope you have a wonderful live with all your hoes." Bulma said in a mean voice as she stood up and walked past him.
"By the way Yamcha." Bulma said sweetly as she turned to face him. "DON'T YOU EVER COME NEAR ME OR MY HOUSE AGAIN!!!" Bulma yelled as she took a glass of water from a waiter and dumped it on Yamchas' head.
Yamcha jumped up in anger and stared at Bulma as she turned on her heals like Vegeta and walked out of the restaurant laughing all the way.
"Finally I'm free." Bulma said as she turned her car on, rolled her windows down, turned her music up full blast and sped out of the parking lot towards Capsule Corp.