A/N I don't own Dbz or Britney Spears and yada yada yada. Sign do I
really have to go trough this all the time?? :s
Bulma was having a great evening. For as far as she considered things couldn't get better. She had her Yamcha back, she had her friends and she had...well, everything. When Yamcha left her side for a moment Bulma wandered over to Vegeta, who was sitting in a dark corner. Bulma said nothing to him and just took sit beside him. They were sitting there for a while but finally Vegeta spoke up.
"Why the hell did you take the baka back? It didn't even sound good and he'll just cheat you again, like the other times."
Bulma shot up. Ready to defend her boyfriend against Vegeta's evil words. "He has changed Vegeta. People can change you know!! And I don't care that it didn't sound good. All I care about is the meaning behind it. Not that you'd understand!!"
Vegeta raised a critic eyebrow at this. "Changed?? My ass, that fool is the same fool as ever and you're going to get yourself fooled. But if you don't want to listen fine, but don't bother me with your crying again if he betrays you again." With that Vegeta stood up and choked down the last bits of his drink. He shot her a glare and left the room.
He'd never understand women, and certainly not this one. She fucking knew that the fool was cheating on her and she practically allowed it!! He growled and picked up another drink. Why the hell should he care?? What the hell was he actually doing here?? Ow yeah, the woman made him. That stupid machine of hers was her only defence against him. Otherwise he would have killed her already. He grimaced. Why the hell did that didn't sound that appealing anymore?? He cursed under his breath and stormed out of the kitchen again and went back to that little bit of hell again. This mud ball was making him way to weak.
Bulma was enraged by Vegeta's words. Yamcha had learned from the last time. He would never, ever, cheat on her again. She smiled on this and made a mental note to give him a nice reward later that night for his sweet song. Yamcha wasn't a really satisfying man but he tried. So she just played like she was having an orgasm and enjoyed it but in truth it was quite boring. Not that she would ever tell him that. It would hurt him and she knew that. Speaking of Yamcha, where was he?? She looked around the room but saw him nowhere close. He went probably went to the toilet or something she told herself and went to Chichi to talk about the party. While she was talking, or rather arguing, with Chichi she sighed. Couldn't the woman stop talking about her son's school for once in her lifetime!! Chichi was complaining that because of this party Gohan would get behind with his homework. After a while she gave up and just pretended to be listening. Kami really must hate her allot.
Vegeta walked past the GR to walk to the party when he heard some faint noises. He looked around the corner of the GR and saw the baka making out with....who was the bitch again?? Marri...Marre...Marre...Marron!! That was it. He growled and felt like punching the bastard to wherever but held back. He didn't understand why it made him that angry. Was it because the woman would get hurt again?? He just growled and stalked away. This just wasn't his night.
Bulma was getting nervous. Where the hell was Yamcha?? He should have been here already. She looked at the raging Chichi and closed her hand over Chichi's mouth to keep her from talking. Chichi pulled away but looked at her questingly. "Have you seen Yamcha??" she asked. Chichi just shook her head and went on raging towards whoever listened to her. Bulma went to other guests and friends but nobody had seen him. Maybe he felt ill and went home she thought. So she picked the phone and dialled Yamcha's number. Nobody answered. That moment she spotted Vegeta coming in again and went with worry written on her face to him.
Vegeta saw her coming towards him and almost felt sorry for her when he saw her worry. Then again, he had warned her. So he just crossed his arms and gave her a cold and uncaring glare. "Have you seen Yamcha??" she asked him, hope shinning in her eyes. Vegeta was silent for a moment, caught in her eyes, but he composed himself rather quickly and said:
"He's doing right what I told you, behind the GR" he mumbled to her and then stormed past her. Disgusted but touched at the shock and hurt he had seen on her face. He kept himself telling him that he didn't care. Little did he know that she was the first person who he had ever considered as being a friend and little did he know that he didn't want her to get hurt.
Bulma saw them. Moaning and kissing and other disgusting things she didn't even want to see. She briefly wondered if the woman was playing fake as well, just as she had done but dismissed the thought as unimportant. Her whole world went down and her knees started to feel weak. Tears were flowing down her cheeks and her heart was beating way to fast. She had believed him, forgiven him, defended him and all he did was betraying her a few minutes after. Vegeta had been right. Yamcha couldn't change. Suddenly her face and body hardened itself and she gritted her teeth. Tonight she would have her revenge. Nobody messed with Bulma Briefs!!
Vegeta saw the woman enter the room and couldn't help but wonder what she was up to. She had that look in her eyes again. Even Vegeta was glad that the look wasn't meant for him but he stayed out of her way. You know, just in case. He saw the others watch in horror. He instantly knew that they knew what it was that made Bulma this upset. They also knew that Bulma would do something to make Yamcha pay, she always did but they had never seen her this mad. Vegeta smirked. Maybe it wasn't that bad that he can come to the party. He wouldn't want to miss the show that he knew that was coming up. Go woman, make it worth my time he thought and went for another drink.
Okay, okay...I know that it's a short chapter but I hade the choice. I could write further but then it would become way to long, or I could make it short. So as you can see, I picked the last one. Hope you liked it and please review. Kizz Rinske
Bulma was having a great evening. For as far as she considered things couldn't get better. She had her Yamcha back, she had her friends and she had...well, everything. When Yamcha left her side for a moment Bulma wandered over to Vegeta, who was sitting in a dark corner. Bulma said nothing to him and just took sit beside him. They were sitting there for a while but finally Vegeta spoke up.
"Why the hell did you take the baka back? It didn't even sound good and he'll just cheat you again, like the other times."
Bulma shot up. Ready to defend her boyfriend against Vegeta's evil words. "He has changed Vegeta. People can change you know!! And I don't care that it didn't sound good. All I care about is the meaning behind it. Not that you'd understand!!"
Vegeta raised a critic eyebrow at this. "Changed?? My ass, that fool is the same fool as ever and you're going to get yourself fooled. But if you don't want to listen fine, but don't bother me with your crying again if he betrays you again." With that Vegeta stood up and choked down the last bits of his drink. He shot her a glare and left the room.
He'd never understand women, and certainly not this one. She fucking knew that the fool was cheating on her and she practically allowed it!! He growled and picked up another drink. Why the hell should he care?? What the hell was he actually doing here?? Ow yeah, the woman made him. That stupid machine of hers was her only defence against him. Otherwise he would have killed her already. He grimaced. Why the hell did that didn't sound that appealing anymore?? He cursed under his breath and stormed out of the kitchen again and went back to that little bit of hell again. This mud ball was making him way to weak.
Bulma was enraged by Vegeta's words. Yamcha had learned from the last time. He would never, ever, cheat on her again. She smiled on this and made a mental note to give him a nice reward later that night for his sweet song. Yamcha wasn't a really satisfying man but he tried. So she just played like she was having an orgasm and enjoyed it but in truth it was quite boring. Not that she would ever tell him that. It would hurt him and she knew that. Speaking of Yamcha, where was he?? She looked around the room but saw him nowhere close. He went probably went to the toilet or something she told herself and went to Chichi to talk about the party. While she was talking, or rather arguing, with Chichi she sighed. Couldn't the woman stop talking about her son's school for once in her lifetime!! Chichi was complaining that because of this party Gohan would get behind with his homework. After a while she gave up and just pretended to be listening. Kami really must hate her allot.
Vegeta walked past the GR to walk to the party when he heard some faint noises. He looked around the corner of the GR and saw the baka making out with....who was the bitch again?? Marri...Marre...Marre...Marron!! That was it. He growled and felt like punching the bastard to wherever but held back. He didn't understand why it made him that angry. Was it because the woman would get hurt again?? He just growled and stalked away. This just wasn't his night.
Bulma was getting nervous. Where the hell was Yamcha?? He should have been here already. She looked at the raging Chichi and closed her hand over Chichi's mouth to keep her from talking. Chichi pulled away but looked at her questingly. "Have you seen Yamcha??" she asked. Chichi just shook her head and went on raging towards whoever listened to her. Bulma went to other guests and friends but nobody had seen him. Maybe he felt ill and went home she thought. So she picked the phone and dialled Yamcha's number. Nobody answered. That moment she spotted Vegeta coming in again and went with worry written on her face to him.
Vegeta saw her coming towards him and almost felt sorry for her when he saw her worry. Then again, he had warned her. So he just crossed his arms and gave her a cold and uncaring glare. "Have you seen Yamcha??" she asked him, hope shinning in her eyes. Vegeta was silent for a moment, caught in her eyes, but he composed himself rather quickly and said:
"He's doing right what I told you, behind the GR" he mumbled to her and then stormed past her. Disgusted but touched at the shock and hurt he had seen on her face. He kept himself telling him that he didn't care. Little did he know that she was the first person who he had ever considered as being a friend and little did he know that he didn't want her to get hurt.
Bulma saw them. Moaning and kissing and other disgusting things she didn't even want to see. She briefly wondered if the woman was playing fake as well, just as she had done but dismissed the thought as unimportant. Her whole world went down and her knees started to feel weak. Tears were flowing down her cheeks and her heart was beating way to fast. She had believed him, forgiven him, defended him and all he did was betraying her a few minutes after. Vegeta had been right. Yamcha couldn't change. Suddenly her face and body hardened itself and she gritted her teeth. Tonight she would have her revenge. Nobody messed with Bulma Briefs!!
Vegeta saw the woman enter the room and couldn't help but wonder what she was up to. She had that look in her eyes again. Even Vegeta was glad that the look wasn't meant for him but he stayed out of her way. You know, just in case. He saw the others watch in horror. He instantly knew that they knew what it was that made Bulma this upset. They also knew that Bulma would do something to make Yamcha pay, she always did but they had never seen her this mad. Vegeta smirked. Maybe it wasn't that bad that he can come to the party. He wouldn't want to miss the show that he knew that was coming up. Go woman, make it worth my time he thought and went for another drink.
Okay, okay...I know that it's a short chapter but I hade the choice. I could write further but then it would become way to long, or I could make it short. So as you can see, I picked the last one. Hope you liked it and please review. Kizz Rinske