Disclaimer; Still don't own it…dang

A/N; Well here is the next chapter of A.T.Y.K, I'm sorry it's been so long since I've updated, but school has stated again and I have been working on the Official Website for the Krillen and 18 Campaign. I'd still really love more people to join, the website is going to be really great.

This Chapter is dedicated to xXEvil OneXx for all the fantastic help you are giving me with the Campaign and the site! THANK-YOU!

~Deadly Beauty

And Then You'll Know

Chapter 37

It had been 5 days since Kahlia arrived on Vegeta-sei, and she had tried 5 times to get through to Chi-chi, but to no avail. It was hopeless Chi-chi was a lost cause. No one could help her when she didn't want to be helped.

Wandering around the halls of the palace, she noticed that different it was at night. She was the only one up, and while she wanted to be asleep, her stomach had other ideas. She was starving.

She knew she was close to the kitchen, after walking for almost 15 minutes, she had to be close.

As she turned a corner, something caught her eye. A soft yellow light, shining from a half open door. She could hear noises coming from inside and went to further inspect. She got in luck, it was the kitchen.

Kahlia pushed open the door and walked into the kitchen, her bare feet gently padding on the cold tiled floor. The fridge door was open, and a body sticking out from behind it. The door was quickly shut when Kahlia entered the room, to reveal none other than King Vegeta himself.

"Oh, Kahlia. Why are you up?" he asked, sitting himself down at the table. She joined him.

"I guess I just couldn't sleep" she replied, completely forgetting how hungry she had been only seconds earlier.

She looked the King up and down and smiled. He looked very cute in his pajamas and robe. "You should be sleeping" she said with a smile.

"Well, ah…yes" the King could feel himself blushing, he found Kahlia very attractive at the best of times, but here, in her pajamas, he found her almost irresistible.

Kahlia had to laugh, the Kings cheeks had gone a light shade of red, "Why King Vegeta, I believe you are blushing" she teased him.

"I…I'm sorry" he stammered as his blush deepened, "forgive me?"

Kahlia lost all looks of amusement on her face and looked seriously at the man sitting beside her. Why was he asking for her forgiveness when he had done nothing wrong "Well, of course I forgive you, I would like to know why though"

"Why what?" he asked

"What did you do that needs forgiveness?"

"I…er..." he didn't want to admit it, "I thought of you inappropriately. I'm sorry" he dropped his gaze and stared intently at the table.

Kahlia looked confused. Inappropriately? What did he mean by that? "I don't understand" she said quietly

He looked up at her like she was some kind of idiot. She felt like a dangerous bug under his gaze who needed to be squashed. "What do you mean you don't understand?" he asked, like he was taking to one of his assistants

Kahlia flinched at his tone of voice, he noticed and instantly apologized, "I'm sorry, that was very uncalled for"

"It's alright, but still, I don't understand what you meant. Tell me, please?" she asked him.

King Vegeta rubbed nervously at the back of his head, he wasn't exactly sure what to say. He hadn't been in this kind of situation for a very long time. He knew what he wanted to come out of his mouth, but was having trouble getting it past his lips

"I…I…" he trailed off.

"Hey, it's all right" she soothed him, easily picking up that he was trying to tell her something important

"I was thinking about how…how beautiful you look right now" he admitted

Kahlia blinked. That was supposed to be inappropriate thinking? She was flattered. "Vegeta…I…thank you" she said, then stopped and thought about what he had just said. "You think I'm beautiful?"

"Kahlia, I think you are more than beautiful. I think you are amazing"

"Amazing?" she asked, her voice only a whisper

The King nodded, "I find myself thinking of you more and more each day, and I can't say I don't like it. I know that it shouldn't be, but I can't help the way I feel about you. I'm sorry for burdening you with this, but I couldn't keep it to myself any longer"

Kahlia sat quiet for quite some time, staring at her hands, which were folded neatly on the table. Had she just heard right, had the King just told her that he had feelings for her? Slowly, a smile wormed its way onto her face. He had told her.

"I know exactly how you feel, Vegeta. I know what's it's like to be in love, and know that it shouldn't be. Because," she stopped and took a breath, "I feel the same way to"

Upon hearing those words leave her lips, King Vegeta felt himself getting a little light headed. He contained his dizziness though, and looked at Kahlia like it was the first time she had ever spoken. "What?" he asked, though after it came out, he realized it wasn't the most appropriate thing to say.

She flashed him a brilliant smile and laughed at him, "I feel like such a teenager," she said, resting her hand on top of his, "I said I feel the same as you"

He nodded, "I heard you," he said "But I don't believe you. You're to beautiful to have feelings for someone like me"

"Don't be silly," she scolded him, "Trust me, it's very easy to fall for someone as charming as you" she said, then stood up and totally shocked the King by kissing him on the cheek.

"I'll see you in the morning ok" she said and disappeared from the kitchen.

***

Kakkarot hadn't slept in days. He felt terrible, awful, like the whole planet was about to crush him. But it wasn't from lack of sleep or illness that he felt like he did. He was worried, nervous and scared.

He rubbed the stubble on his chin as he quickly walked down the palace halls, he had gotten lazy in the past few days and shaving had sunk lower and lower on his list of things to do.

Suddenly he stopped – to avoid walking right into a shut door. He had arrived at his destination. Pushing the door open, he quietly stepped inside.

~

18 sat up against the cushy pillows, staring blankly at the wall directly in front of her. She briefly turned to look at Kakkarot as he walked into the room, but then she redirected her eyes right back to the wall.

She wanted to get out of here, oh god how she wanted to get out of here! It had been 5 long days but to her if felt more like 5 long months. They wouldn't let her go, no one would sign her release forms and she couldn't do it herself. Though she doubted even if she could, that the nurses would let her.

Looking down at her arm, she followed the tube coming out of it up to the I.V drips, there were two hanging off a metal bar, but they ran down the one tube and straight into her veins. The doctor had told her that she was dangerously under nourished and that each of the drip bags was helping with that. One was pumping iron into her system, and the other, a mix of all the vitamins she desperately needed.

That wasn't the worst of it though; she could live with a tiny tube poking out of the underside of her forearm. What she couldn't live with though was the tube they had coming out of her nose. She had asked the doctors what that was all about, and they said it was helping her to breath.

She could breathe perfectly well on her own, thank you very much.

18 heard the chair beside her groan as Kakkarot sat down. This was the second time he had come to see her, he had come once with Krillen that first morning after she woke up.

"What do you want?" she asked quietly, meeting his dark eyes with her blue ones.

I just came to see how you are" he replied, then, produced a bunch of brightly colored flowers from behind his back, "These are for you"

18 was taken aback. No one had ever given her flowers before. Taking them from Kakkarot's outstretched hands, she smelled the bouquet; it had a very nice scent.

"Let me get a vase" Kakkarot said, and left the room, returning only seconds later with a vase full of water. He put the flowers inside and put it on the draws beside 18's bed.

"Thank you" 18 said to him, then blinked, she hadn't thought that something she would ever be saying to him.

"How are you feeling?" asked Kakkarot, he sounded like he genuinely wanted to know.

"Sore," 18 said, "but better. I don't feel like I'm going to die anymore"

Kakkarot flashed her a bright smile, "That's good to hear. I was really worried about you. Chi-chi has a lot to answer for you know. Doing something like to anyone, it's just…no one should ever have to go through what you and your friends do. You are all so so brave to do what you do day after day" he said.

18 smiled kindly at him. She could easily see why Krillen was such good friends with him. How could you not like this guy? He was everything a friend should be and more. Not at all like most of the inhabitants of this planet, who were loud, rude and cared about no one save themselves. "We don't really have a choice in what we do. But thank you, I can see why Krillen likes you so much"

"Krillen is a great guy. He loves you so much, he tells me all the time" said Kakkarot with a heavy sigh, thinking about love reminded him of what he had to do next.

"Really?" asked 18, skeptical as to whether or not Krillen really did speak about her like that.

"Really," Kakkarot answered her "he's absolutely crazy about you"

Then, as if in cue, the door was pushed open and Krillen strolled through, carrying a tray laden with all types of good-looking foods.

"Hello, what's going on in here?" he asked, raising a playful eyebrow.

"Kakkarot and I are just having a hot steamy affair behind your back, that's all" 18 joked, Kakkarot burst into a fit of laughter

"Oh, ok then" said Krillen as he jumped up onto the bed, and kissed 18's forehead, "I brought you some food"

"I can see that" she replied, knowing there was no way she was ever going to be able to get through all that.

"So, what's up Kakkarot? I haven't seen you for a few days" asked Krillen.

Kakkarot stood up and nervously played with his hands "I've just been doing a lot of thinking. I have something that I've got to do. I might be back later ok. Feel better soon 18" he said, and practically ran out the room.

***

Vegeta sat on a very uncomfortable chair, just outside the door to the boardroom. Bulma was currently in there, presenting her newest invention. The meeting was supposed to be held several days ago, but one of the men had come down with something, so it had to be postponed, until now.

Even though the door was shut, he could hear Bulma speaking to the men in the room. He had seen those men go in there, they were all somewhere in their forties at least. He had also seen his woman go in there, dressed in a business suit, which consisted of a black jacket, a very short skirt and a pair of black shoes with heels. As if those men would be paying any attention to the Regen Tank as Bulma called it, when she was revealing as much cleavage as she was. He wouldn't be surprised if they all had puddles of drool underneath them.

He suddenly heard clapping coming from inside the room, and minutes later, men started filing out. After a little while, it became apparent no one else was going to be coming out, so Vegeta stood up and walked right in.

It was dark inside the room, all the curtains had been pulled shut, and a projector screen had been pulled down. Besides himself, there were three more people in the room. Bulma, her father and the King. He approach the trio quietly, it was Bulma who noticed him first, even though she was had her back to him

"How did you know I was there?" he asked, being sure not to add the word woman in front of both of their fathers

"I can smell your cologne a mile off" she replied, turning around to face him.

He looked surprised "you kidding right?"

"No I am not kidding. You're the only one in this whole palace who smells like that" she stated.

He didn't reply, he was busy moving his eyes up her body; down her body and back up again, resting his gaze where he knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help it.

"Excuse me," said Bulma placing a finger underneath Vegeta's chin and tilting his head up, "my head is up here, and my father is in the room"

Vegeta felt a little warm in the cheeks. He was thankful that the dark room would hide the fact that he was blushing slightly. "Did you meeting go well?" he asked

Bulma opened her mouth to say something, but the King began to talk before she began, and she wouldn't dare interrupt the King. "What Miss Briefs has created is absolutely outstanding. Everyone is so very impressed with what she has managed to achieve, this will revolutionize Sayian life forever! You should be mighty proud of her, son"

"I am proud," he said, half because it was true, and half so his father would stop taking, "can we leave now?" he asked

"Yes yes take her, I have things to discuss with Dr. Briefs anyway"

"Great" said Vegeta, then he grabbed Bulma's hand and practically yanked her out the room.

"Ow Vegeta, that hurt" Bulma rubbed her hand as they walked down the halls and headed outside into the warm sunshine.

"You'll get over it, woman"

Bulma balled her fist and thumped Vegeta's upper arm, he hardly even felt it though.

"You're gonna have to do better than that to hurt me"

Bulma took that as a challenge and pounced on him, taking him by surprise and knocking him to the ground.

***

Kakkarot wiped his sweaty palms against his pants and knocked on the door with his shaking hand. He wasn't just nervous, he was downright scared.

It seemed like hours had passed when in fact it was only seconds. Chi-chi swung open the door, and instantly her face lit up and she smiled brightly at him.

"Hi!" she greeted him and ushered him into the room, "What are you doing here?"

"I…er" he didn't get to finish because Chi-chi just kept right on talking

"I'm glad you're here actually. It's my birthday in 3 weeks; I'll be of age. Daddy will probably want to do something boring, but I was thinking, afterwards we could go away or something. You know, just you and me. I'm sure we can find a nice holidaying planet somewhere" she rambled on and on to Kakkarot, who really wasn't even listening.

"Chi-chi," he took hold of her shoulders and guided her to the bed, where he sat down next to her, "we need to talk"

That should have been her first indication that something was up, but being the naive girl she was, she didn't realize that the words 'we need to talk' almost always meant talk about something bad "Ok shoot, let's talk"

"Chi-chi I…I don't really know how to tell you this," he began "I haven't exactly been happy with this relationship for quite some time now. Ever since I got back from Namek, things just haven't been the same between us. I tried to give you space and that didn't work, I tried talking to you, and that didn't work. I really hoped that we would be able to work it out. You're not the same woman I fell in love with anymore, and the way your treat 18, like she's worse than dirt. Honestly, it makes me feel sick"

Chi-chi's mouth hung open like a fish out of water "W-w-what are you trying to say?" she asked.

"What I'm saying is. I can't see you anymore Chi-chi. We've become two different people, and it's just not working. I'm sorry"

Chi-chi blinked, looked at Kakkarot, looked away again and stood up. Kakkarot held his breath, knowing Chi-chi she was more than likely going to try and kill him.

He was right.

Without warning, Chi-chi spun around and threw a blue ball of lighting hot energy at him. Kakkarot just managed to get his head out of the way of the blast, it collided with the wall, cracking the plaster and leaving a big burnt smudge.

"How dare your break up with me! I am the Princess; you can't just break up with a Princess!" she finished her sentence with another Ki ball, and then an attempt to kick Kakkarot's head off his shoulders.

He merely caught her foot and stood up. "Chi-chi, I've made up my mind. All the yelling in the world wont change it"

Yanking her foot free from his grip, Chi-chi spun on her heel and began walking away from him, then changed her mind and stormed right back again. She was standing so close that their bodies were almost touching, only inches remained between them. "You," she snarled at him, "Are going to pay for this." Even Kakkarot couldn't avoid it when Chi-chi's hand came in contact with his cheek, in a very powerful and quite painful slap.

She continued right on yelling at him though. "And I bet my brothers and that stupid hoe 18 had something to do with this didn't they," she turned away from him "oh just wait till I get my hands on her, she's going to wish that she did die that day"

Kakkarot's nostrils flared, Krillen and 18 were his friends, and he was not going to stand around while she threatened to kill one of them. "Chi-chi, if you so much as lay a finger on her, you'll have to answer to me"

"Ooooh, I'm so scared." She joked, "If you even touch me, my father will be onto you so fast you won't even know what hit you!"

"I don't care, Chi-chi. You've gone to far, and you've got no one to blame for all of this but yourself. I tried to give you a chance to work it out, but you didn't. So now we're through. Goodbye" said Kakkarot, and before Chi-chi had the chance to have another psycho attack at him, he left the room.

Chi-chi stood by the bed for a long time; just staring at the door Kakkarot had just walked out of. He walked right out of her life. For good this time. Slowly, it sunk in. Kakkarot had just broken up with her. She felt humiliated. Then a new feeling washed over her. Rage, white-hot rage.

This was not her fault; it was nothing that she had done to make Kakkarot hate her. It must have been the water up on Namek, because ever since all the boys had come back, they had been acting weird. No it wasn't her, it couldn't be her. She was Chi-chi, Princess of all the Sayians and one day she would be Queen. It was the boys who had all gone insane, not her.

Slowly, she sunk to the ground. Tears welling up in her eyes. In her anger, she reached up and grabbed the first thing she felt off the bedside table. A silver photo frame, containing a picture of Chi-chi and her mother and threw it as hard as she could. It flew across the room and smashed into the cupboard shattering the glass, scratching the silver and denting the cupboard.

Where was it along the way that everyone had gone so crazy? That the whole planet had turned against her? And what had she done to deserve it? Chi-chi couldn't think of a single thing she had done to cause everyone to hate her so much. Well sure, she abused 18 a lot, but really, who cared about her?

Kakkarot did.

Then it dawned on her. That was why Kakkarot had broken up with her. He loved 18! Well, she had something to say about that! There was no way that witch was going to steal her man and get away with it. No way. She would not stand for it.

Grinding her teeth together, Chi-chi decided then and there that 18 would pay. This was war!

***

Kahlia sat out on one of the big decks of the palace, looking down on the gardens down below. Her careful gaze was intently fixed on a young man, pacing back and fourth under a big tree; he had been doing so for almost 15 minutes now. His wild hair caught her attention, and her keen eyes picked up that he seemed to be distressed.

Hearing footsteps behind her, she spun around, and saw the youngest of the Kings 3 children approaching her. "Krillen," she said with a smile, "hello"

Krillen nodded and smiled at her, "You're Highness"

"Krillen, no need to be so formal, please just call me Kahlia" she urged him. They were quite for a few minutes. Then Kahlia spoke again, "Krillen dear, perhaps you can tell me who that young man down there is, he seems to be troubled"

Krillen took once glace downward and knew he it was. "That's Kakkarot" he said

"Kakkarot?" Kahlia knew that name, he was Chi-chi's male friend

"Yeah. I'm gonna go see what's wrong" said Krillen, and he jumped off the balcony and flew down to the ground. As he got closer, he could see that Kakkarot was indeed troubled about something.

"Kakkarot, what's wrong?" he asked. Kakkarot jumped and spun around, he didn't think anyone was behind him.

Krillen," he quickly wiped the moisture off his face, Uh, nothings wrong"

Krillen arched an eyebrow "I'm not stupid you know"

"I know"

They sat down on a bench under a big shady tree, the warm breeze felt good on their skin "So, what's up? Why are you upset?" Krillen asked again.

"I…I just broke up with Chi-chi. I'm just a bit shocked that it's over I guess"

Krillens eyes widened in shock, he broke up with Chi-chi! Well that would certainly explain the dark red mark on his cheek, she must have been pissed. She probably still was. Well at least she couldn't get to 18. Looking up at Kakkarot, he couldn't help but smile, even though he could plainly see that Kakkarot was hurting. Finally, someone had done something that would hurt his sister. He would of liked to say that no one deserves to be hurt like that, but the plain and simple truth was – she did deserve to be hurt like that.

"Hey," Krillen flashed him a sympathetic smile, "you did that right thing"

Kakkarot nodded, "I know I did. I know there is no way I can be with her anymore; she's become so strange. But I really did love her Krillen, I thought she could have been the one, and now it's all over. It feels like I've just woken up from some kind of fabulous dream turned nightmare. And it hurts, it hurts real bad"

Krillen had no idea what he was going through, or no way to relate. He must have been feeling pretty lousy though. "You hungry?" he asked, knowing full well that Kakkarot was always hungry.

As expected, Kakkarot nodded, "yeah" he replied.

"Ok then," said Krillen standing up, "Lets go get something to eat"

***

Slowly, Bulma opened one eye, then the other. Was it morning already? No it couldn't possibly be. Tilting her head to the side, she glanced at the clock. It was almost 7.30 am. "Damn" she muttered to herself as she attempted to sit up. But it was useless, Vegeta's arm resting across her midsection was pinning her down.

"Move Veg" she said, knowing he was awake, if he was sleeping, she would have been able to push his arm of her with great ease, he didn't reply though.

"Vegeta" she said, trying to sound like she was mad, but due to the fact she was still very tired, she failed miserably. Reaching over, she tried pushing Vegeta across the bed, she couldn't move him though, it was like trying to push a house. She scowled at him, but it quickly faded.

Vegeta looked cute when he was sleeping, or at least pretending to be sleeping. She spent most nights with him now. Today was special though; today she had been with Vegeta for 5 whole months. It didn't seem like that long, she could hardly believe it. She looked at Vegeta and wondered if he remembered why today was special, or even that it was special. Probably not

Only a few minutes later, Vegeta opened his eyes, he'd had enough of tricking the woman, it wasn't fun any more.

"Good morning" she said once she noticed his eyes were open.

"Morning" he replied and sat up, finally moving his arm and letting Bulma move around freely.

"So," Bulma began, "got anything special planned for today?" she asked, trying to hint to him that he should

He smirked at her before replying "Wouldn't you like to know"

"Duh!" Bulma rolled her eyes "do you think I would of asked otherwise?"

"Are you mocking me, woman?"

"What if I am? What are you going to do about it?"

"Cancel our dinner reservations at Sherri"

"What?!" Bulma sounded shocked beyond all belief. Sherri was the most exclusive restaurant on all of Vegeta-sei, you literally had to book months in advance to get a table there. "How did you get a table there, did someone die or something?"
"No, I made the reservation months ago"

"How did you know we would still be together then?"

"It's just common sense. Why would I want to give something this wonderful up?"

Bulma felt her heart melt. That was probably the single most romantic thing she had ever head leave Vegeta's lips. She couldn't resist the overwhelming urge she felt to kiss him, he didn't mind at all though.

"So, what are you doing today?" Vegeta asked, imitating Bulma's question from earlier.

Bulma sighed before replying. Vegeta noticed and put an arm around her shoulders pulling her close, her warm skin felt good against his. "I was thinking of talking to Chi-chi. I mean, after what happened to her yesterday, she probably needs a friend to talk to" she said, everyone knew about what happened they day before, it was big news inside the palace walls.

"She deserves everything she gets" said Vegeta

"Perhaps. But that still doesn't change the fact that we used to be best friends. I can't help feeling bad for her"

"Well you shouldn't"

"But I do. And she probably doesn't want to talk to me, but I'm going to try anyway."

Vegeta shrugged his shoulders "just don't get killed before dinner"

***

Almost half the day had passed before Bulma worked up both the courage and the will to confront Chi-chi. She couldn't put it off any longer though, Vegeta had told her to be ready by 5 and it was already 1.

Knocking on Chi-chi's bedroom door, she took a step back and waited. At first, there was no answer. Bulma was just about to give up and search somewhere else, when the Chi-chi pulled the door open.

The first thing Bulma noticed was how Chi-chi looked. Her hair looked almost like one big knot, she was in pajamas, her makeup had been smudged and destroyed, in one word, she looked bad. Bulma stepped into the room, and again, was shocked at what she saw. There were cut up photos strewn all across the floor, bit of glass and smashed porcelain were scattered everywhere and there were empty alcohol bottles everywhere. It was a disgrace

"What do you want?" Chi-chi asked, slamming the door shut again, then winced at the pain shooting through her head.

Bulma walked around the room, standing up bottles and kicking trash out of her path. She went to pull open the curtains, but Chi-chi told her not to.

"I heard about what happened yesterday," she began

"So what, you've come her to rub it in my face?" Chi-chi snapped

"What?" Bulma look shocked, "No. I came to see if you wanted to talk about it. You know, with a friend"

"Friend?" Chi-chi asked, "The way you've been treating me lately, you hardly deserve to be called my friend"

Bulma's eyes widened. She had done nothing that could have upset Chi-chi in the past few months. It was Chi-chi who had been running her own life into the ground and then blaming everyone else for it. Vegeta, Krillen, Kakkarot apparently it was all their faults – when Bulma knew better, they had done nothing. It made her wonder if Chi-chi was just trying to make herself look good, for if she honestly believed it was everyone's fault but hers.

"Chi-chi, I don't think it's me who has been trying to destroy this friendship" she said

"Well who else could it have been, not me that's for sure. You're the one who's been acting crazy lately"

Bulma blinked, now she knew that wasn't true. "Listen, I came here to see if you needed someone to talk to, not to be abused. I don't know what's happened to you Chi-chi, but what ever it is, it's not very attractive on you"

"Me?!" Chi-chi placed her hand on her chest, "It's you lot that have gone funny. I'm the only sane one left around here. Kakkarot – well, I don't know what the hell is up with him, but he's not himself. Vegeta, don't even get me started on how messed up his head is. You, you've become nothing more than snobbish nerd who is obsessed with my brother. You're all crazy! I don't know what I was thinking associating with the likes of you for as long as I did"

Bulma felt tears welling up in her eyes, coupled with a very strong urge to slap her ex-friend. It was at that minute that something dawned on her, something that no one else had picked up on yet.

Chi-chi had gone completely and utterly insane.

"Listen Chi-chi, you do need to talk to someone, your brain isn't quite right. Take my advice, get some help before it's to late and you end up in some mental institution"

Chi-chi began to laugh, quietly at first, but it grew louder and louder until Bulma was actually scared of what was going to happen next. Then all of a sudden she stopped, and narrowed her dark eyes on Bulma. There was a glimmer that hadn't existed there before, and Bulma didn't like it one little bit.

Her instinct were telling her to leave, run away before Chi-chi had the chance to hit her and give her a black eye or bruise before her date tonight, but her legs had other idea. Her feet felt cemented to the ground as Chi-chi slowly stalked towards her. "I suggest you leave Bulma" she said through gritted teeth, "Before I get really mad and do something you'll regret"

Bulma nodded shakily as Chi-chi walked close circles around her, now she knew how 18 felt day after day. She knew she needed to leave, but still her legs wouldn't move. Several long seconds passed, and nothing happened Bulma could hear her heart racing in her ears and she slowly moved one leg forward, taking a step towards the door.

"That's right, leave run away like the coward you are!" Chi-chi taunted.

Bulma didn't care, she had no problem with being told she was scared when it was true, she was petrified, without saying another word she rushed to the door, pulled it open and almost fell over her feet in her rush to get away from Chi-chi.

She had no intentions of speaking to her for a very long time.

***

A/N; Poor Bulma. Well what did you all think of this chapter? Did anyone actually think it was the end of the story because of the chapter title? Well I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I enjoyed writing it, hopefully schoolwork will allow me to get another chapter out soon

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