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Bulma Briefs's Diary
Chapter 10
September
Facing the Unavoidable
1 September
127 lbs. Alcohol units: 21. Cigarettes: 57. Calories: 1041
10.00 p.m. CC. My room: It took me the whole bottle of Vodka to deal with the fact of loving Vegeta.
I feel dirty! How long has this been going on? How long have I loved him?
It feels natural to love him... V.strange.
Now... the crucial matter... How to act in front of him?
Can't jump on him as I used to do to Yamucha. Can't handle him as I used to handle Yamucha. MMMmmhhh... How to seduce him? Can he be seduced? Does he want to be seduced? Does he feel attracted to women? Does he even like women?
I've seen him naked... I know he's a male...
Maybe I should go to Mum for advice.
2 September
127 lbs. Alcohol units: 20. Cigarettes: 57. Calories: 1941
10 a.m.: Bad thing... Asking Mum, I mean... She'll make a mess. Nope... I have to face this alone... Face that I love him...
How long have I loved him?... Well... not sure, but I did like him when he was in outer space.... I was constantly worried about him...
Does that mean I loved him then? How the Hell should I know...? This is way too c0omplicated.
The worst part is, if he was a normal man, I would know how to make him crawl for me... But then... HE'S NOT A NORMAL MAN...
How long have I loved him? Did I love him when Freezer returned?
AAAAWWWW... This is too much for me.
3 September
126 lbs. Alcohol units: 10. Cigarettes: 47. Calories: 2007
10.00 p.m. CC. My room: How to love Vegeta?... How to live for Vegeta? Impossible. He is impossible. He's an impossible man.
Do I need a plan to seduce him? Does seduction work on him?
Should I dress sluttishly? Nah... He's seen me dressed sluttishly before and he has never jumped on me...
Should I make him jealous by showing up with other men? Nah... I've showed up with other men in front of him and he hasn't precisely fallen at my feet... Nope...
AAAAWWWWW... There's nothing to do!
Disgusting man...
7 September
125 lbs. Alcohol units: 2. Cigarettes: 5. Calories: 1711
Noon. CC offices: AAWWw... Bored. Vegeta has been locked in the GT room. That makes me angry. It seems as if he's been hiding away from me...
Or am I being paranoid? Have I've been acting differently in front of him? Has he noticed I love him? DAMN!
What if he has? What am I going to do?
Nothing... I'm way too lazy to do anything at all...
9 September
123 lbs. Alcohol units: 5. Cigarettes: 14. Calories: 1004
10.00 a.m. CC Offices: Ok... After deep thinking I decided to keep things as they are... I can't rush things... I can't become a serial monogamist. I just can't.
Besides... I don't really believe Vegeta would fall for me. No matter how sexy, beautiful or smart I am... And I'm all of that...
4.30 p.m. CC. My room: I'm sure he won't fall for any of the above...
I've never faced such a problem in my whole life!
Aw... my head aches...
Need alcohol... really bad...
12 September
124 lbs. Alcohol units: 1. Cigarettes: 10. Calories: 2847
10.00 p.m. CC. My room: Well... finally saw Vegeta, and we actually shared a little conversation.
- Humph
- Humph
- Food?
- Soon
- Humph
- Humph
Not bad... Uh?
15 September
122 lbs. Alcohol units: 17. Cigarettes: 14. Calories: 4017 (yuck level)
Late night: Great day... Fell really good.
Mum and Dad went out for dinner, so it was just Vegeta and I.
We shared a silent dinner. After washing up I sat on the couch to watch TV.
Vegeta sat next to me.
- Not going to bed?
- Not yet.
- Coffee?
- No
We remained silent for a while.
- How's training going?
He nodded.
- I bet you are the one who's training the hardest.
He grinned.
- And I bed the rest are training really hard as well.
- Humph...
- But I think only Goku, Piccolo, Gohan and you will be the ones to get better results.
- Not defending your boyfriend, uh?
- He's not my boyfriend anymore.
He looked at me.
- Well... yeah...- I said blushing slightly; maybe he did care after all.
He nodded once more.
- He's a weakling... And a coward...
I smiled happily. He stood up.
- Night, Bulma.
- Good night, Vegeta.
Well... I have to say something ... I'm sick of kissing his butt... Sick... I'm sick of trying to please him.
There's no way to seduce him! There's no way he can want me as something else than a friend.
AWWWWWWW... My head aches... Why did I let this Vegeta thing Have so much influence on me!!!!!!!!!
I'm totally loosing it.
Shoot... I'm never going to get married.
15 September
AAWW... The day is way too beautiful to spoil it with weighting or counting anything... so...
AAWWW... the sun is shining... The birds are singing... The flowers are blooming... Vegeta is naked in the corridor... Hah... Life is beautiful.
16 September
125 lbs. Alcohol units: 12. Cigarettes: 42. Calories: 4031. Negative thoughts: 45 (av. p/s)
Early afternoon. CC. My room: Well... Life was beautiful... Yesterday... Of course...
The day started really well... I was still in a good mood.
Mum was in the kitchen, cooking, as usual...
Vegeta stormed into the kitchen looking really pissed. I had never noticed that his angry face makes me nervous.
Anyway...
My mother served his food-
- I have to talk to you woman- He addressed me.
- Well... Shoot...
- Your Gtroom is just a lot of shit. You repaired it all wrong...
- Could you be more specific?
- It's not working as it should.
My Mum left the kitchen.
- Why do you say that?
- It's not like the one Kakarotto took to Namek.
- Nope... It's better...
- No it's not. I still haven't reached it yet...
- Well... You certainly are training harder than he trained...
- There must be something wrong with it...
- Haven't you even considered that there could be more to it than training at an increased gravity?
- What else could there be?
- Hell should I know?... You are the Saiyan one in here...
- How am I supposed to beat Kakarotto and make my own army depending on your feeble technology?
I kept silent.
- I'll see what I can do- I managed to say-
Well...he's still planning to kill us all... I feel a little down, but I must confess I saw it coming.
I'll be an accessory to murder, cause I can't help trying to help him.
Must have a deep conversation with him. If that's possible.
19 September
Well...
I ran into Vegeta as he was coming out of the bathroom. He said nothing.
He had reached his door by the time I decided to talk.
- Vegeta
He stopped in his tracks.
- I've been thinking a lot about what you said to me a while ago...
- What about that?
- I was wondering what you meant by that?
- You're a smart girl... You know what I meant.
- But the other day you said...
- I still have my priorities, despite my feeling for you.
My heart was thumping so hard I could hardly hear anything at all.
- I... wanted... to...
- C'mon, woman, spit it out. I don't have all day.
- I wanted to say... Likewise...
- Likewise?
- I like you too...
- I know. I've known for a while...
Then he got himself in his room.
I'm still smiling... Although I didn't quite got what I wanted... Humph... He's quite a manipulative man... Damn!
I should have talked to him as I had planned... Right to the point.
Shit... I have to find a way to manipulate him.
24 September
125 lbs. Alcohol units: 20. Cigarettes: 50. Calories: 1783. Possible ways to manipulate Vegeta: 0
Late night. CC. My room: It's no use. He can't be manipulated...
25 September
125 lbs. Alcohol units: 19. Cigarettes: 60. Calories: 1002
Going through severe PMS
Early morning. CC. My room: Decided to interrupt Vegeta as he was taking a shower... I said it was an accident... Hehehehe... Kami... I'm naughty.
Noon. CC. Kitchen: Aw... Wonderful morning. Had to repair fucking Gtroom, with fucking Vegeta bossing me around, and my fucking mother interrupting me every five minutes just to show me her fifteen fucking new dresses. I hate them...
Late noon. CC. Kitchen: I take that back. I love Vegeta. I love my Mum and most of the dresses she showed me were lovely.
Early afternoon. CC. Kitchen: My fucking Dad came to ask me if I had seen some new blueprints I was working on last night. How the fuck am I supposed to know where the fucking blueprints are?
Afternoon. CC. Kitchen: I take that back. The blueprints were in my room... All I had to do was take a look. And I love my dad.
Late night. CC. My room: Major fight with Vegeta. And it was my fault... Well... Actually my hormones fault.
I was having dinner when he showed up in the kitchen.
He looked really exhausted.
- How's training going?
He nodded, not looking at me.
- Have you reached Super Saiyajin yet?
He shook his head as he grabbed a bottle of water.
- What would you like to eat?
- Whatever... – He breathed in- Surprise me.
- Any idea?
- Woman... I'm not in the mood to talk right now... Just cook whatever you wish. We'll talk after dinner if that's what you want...
It might not sound like that... But he was being very polite and gentle as he said this. But of course... I'm under heavy influence of PMS.
- You are not in the talkative mood? When are you in the mood to talk? NEVER!!! NEVER EVER!!!
My blood was boiling by then. I saw it coming and didn't do anything to help it.
- YOU SAID YOU LIKED ME AND THEN YOU DISSAPEARED FOR WEEKS!!! WEEKS!!!! OH, MAYBE YOU WEREN'T IN THE TALKATIVE MOOD! BUT WHEN ARE YOU??? WE NEVER TALK AT ALL!!!!!
- AND WHAT THE FUCK HAS COME INTO YOU???
- ME???? WHAT THE FUCK HAS COME INTO YOU?!
- EXCUSE ME?
All I know is I was trashing the kitchen by then. Plates flying everywhere. I didn't even speak... All I did was yell. Kami... Hate my hormones.
Eventually, I had to stop in order to breathe.
- YOU ARE INSANE!!!!
- IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!- I said almost on the verge of crying.
- MINE????
- YES, YOURS!!!!!!! YOU'RE AN INSENSITIVE, INHUMAN BASTARD!
- LISTEN, YOU FUCKING WOMAN. I WAS BEING NICE TO YOU!!!!!!!!
- YOU CALL THAT NICE?
- I was being nice to you cause I considered it was the right thin to do after our conversation a couple a days ago... BUT YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT THAT NOW, CAUSE I TAKE BACK WHAT I SAID!!!
- Take what back?
- THAT I LIKED YOU... YOU ARE A NUT CASE!
- YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- OOOH... YES I DO. I DIDN'T KNOW HOW ANNOYING YOU COULD GET. I THOUGHT YOU WERE THROUGH WITH YOUR PSICHOTIC ATTACTS BUT I WAS WRONG!!!!! YOU ARE INSANE...!!!!!!!
He left the kitchen walking as if chased by the devil. He was mad. I had seen him that mad before, but never that mad at me...
I feel terrible. I feel empty. I have never felt so bad after a fight with Vegeta. And it's my entire fault.
Been locked in my room ever since.
Later night. CC. My room: Vegeta knocked on my door shortly after I had finished writing the above.
- All right, woman. Tell me what the fuck is wrong with you- He said standing on my door, his arms folded and not looking at me.
I blinked in utter confusion. He had come to ask what was wrong with me?
- I'm... I am... a bit... moody today... Because I'm about to... It's because of the... PMS.
- And what does have to do with me? That PSM thingy...
- PMS... and it has nothing to do with this... you... sorry...
- You're apologising?
I nodded, not really happy at the idea of apologising to Vegeta...
- You see... PMS is...
- I don't care what that is... I just wanted to know if you were mad at me because of something that I had done...
- Well... Not really...
- Right. Now cook dinner.
- Haven't you eaten yet?
He shook his head.
- Your mother is not here...
- Why didn't you tell me before?
- I didn't know whether I had done something wrong or not...
I smiled.
- I'll prepare something.
We were going downstairs when he said...
- I hope that SPM never happens again...
I smiled nervously... I didn't have the heart to tell him the truth.
We ate in silence.
As I washed the dishes he stood next to me.
- It's good to see you back to normal.
I smiled.
And then... I did something I would have never thought I'd do... I kissed him... A long, deep, tight-closed- eyed kiss.
- What did that mean?
I blushed. I never thought I would have to explain a kiss...
- I... Uh... I felt like doing that...
I turned around. I didn't want to look at him.
I couldn't have faced his rejection...
I heard his steps heading out of the kitchen.
- Woman... Bulma...
I looked at him, his back at me.
- I liked it.
After a couple of happy dances I came back to my room.
It was a great day after all.
26 September
125 lbs. Alcohol units: none. Cigarettes: 15. Calories: 799
Forced myself to go to work... If I hadn't I would have chased Vegeta all day. I still have my pride to keep...
29 September
126 lbs. Alcohol units: 1. Cigarettes: 9. Calories: 2000
Late night. CC. My room: Haven't seen Vegeta ever since that beautiful night. But I'm not mad at him. Cause I know it's whenever he feels as if he has wasted too much time that he locks himself in the Gtroom.
He told my mother to cook for him and leave the food at the door of the ship. He's probably nearly training himself to death in there... Poor thing...
Later night. CC. My room: POOR THING??????????!!!!!
THE DWARF IS LETHAL! Poor thing... WE are the poor things... SLAVED BY A DWARF...
Later, later night. CC. My room: He's not a dwarf. I take that back... In any case... I love the dwarf...
30 September
126 lbs. Alcohol units: none. Cigarettes: none. Calories: 1572
Early morning. CC. Kitchen: Well... another month gone... This has been a strange month... It's amazing. Time flies when one is in love... OOOPPPSss... have to dash...
Late night. CC. My room: I'M WALKING THROUGH CLOUDS...
I was having a cup of coffee and watching TV when Vegeta came into the room. He had just taken a bath. (KAMI... THESE ARE MY WEAKEST MOMENTS!!!!!!!!)
He sat down next to me (was I drooling??) as he drunk water from a bottle.
No sure if it was my imagination or this whole scene really happened in slow motion... Tiny droplets of water coming out from his parting lips, running through his chin and all the way down his neck... His hair wet... The smell of soap...
AM I DROOLING RIGHT NOW?????? SHIT!
- You... (glup!)... look (glup, glup!)... (like heaven...) as if... (as if you were a GOD)... as if... (YOU WERE A GOD!!!!!) as if you were (A GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!) Tired.
- I'm never...
- Never tired... I know...
He leaned back in the couch and closed his eyes. I stared at him for a while (AM I DROOLING AGAIN?????... )
Anyway... I turned around and focused on the TV, not daring to look at him (I know these Saiyan guys are special and I was afraid I would wake him)
I heard a sudden noise coming from his direction and I turned to see what it had been...
And it had been him... Suddenly leaning forward...
He grabbed my dace and kissed me.
And this time HE kissed me long, deeply and tight-closed-eyed.
Of course, it scared the shit out of me at first.
After he had kissed me nearly to death I stared at him blinking, not really knowing why it seemed as if my heart had stopped and my brains were gone...
- Why did you do that? – And of course that was the reason why I said something so stupid.
He stood up slowly and smiled sarcastically, not really looking at me.
- I felt like doing that... – he sentenced.
I smiled (a very complex procedure, since I felt as if my body was not connected to my brains and it took me quite a while to figure out how to move my muscles...).
- I liked it- I said mimicking him.
He turned to me in an angry manner. But then he realised I was kidding. He looked confused at first, evaluating whether he would allow me to joke with him or not. And then...
A smile... And this time I am sure about it. He was smiling.
He turned on his heels and left for his room.
- Good night, Vegeta – I said loudly.
- Good night, Bulma.
Ah... life is good...
FUCK... I'm drooling again...
Author's note: FINALLY... I'm hereeeee... Right when the action begins... right?
First things first. I'm trying hard to follow DBZ and BJ'S Diary... On the other hand I have to fight back the temptation to add certain REAL WORLD stuff, such as movies, books and songs. This is the DBZ universe. At least I try.
Now... About what I think of Bulma and Vegeta. I do think they are in love, deeply in love.
I don't think they ever got married. I tried to avoid any mention of THE BOND (don't really want to use that in this fic)
I certainly don't believe Bulma would ever let Vegeta treat her bad. You might say he keeps treating her bad. Yes... But I believe she really understands him and she knows him really well... Life is good, isn't it?
Anyway. This chapter is over and there's more to come...
I've reuploaded last chapter completely corrected, so...
Well...
See ya!
MisaKats