"So,Yamcha, who was that girl you were talking to??" Bulma asked elbowing him while he was eating his food, making him choke momentarily.
"Onna, Leave him alone!!!" Vegeta said. "He doesn't want or need you in his personal life. As if he had one interesting enough."
"I wasn't talking to you Vegeta!!" Bulma said missing the smile on Yamcha's face when he glanced at Bunny making a face at him.When he caught her eye again he in turn made a face at her. Then he went back to eating with a smirk present on his face. Dinner passed rather quickly especially since Yamcha and 'Bunny' were still making childish faces at each other. Everyone had a few moments to mingle when dessert came around And Bunny disappeared from her table. Yamcha glanced around the room for her but Leana came to the table.
"Bunny is outside and wants to talk to you." She said pointing toward one of the many balconies, then walked away.
"Bunny??" Bulma looked at Yamcha with a suspicious eyebrow.
"Her friend.." He pointed at Leana. "She brought her since her boyfriend went away." He said remembering the reason Bunny had given to him earlier.
"Well, go!!!" Bulma grabbed two slices of cake off a tray that a waiter had been carrying. "Talk to her, get to know her, get a phone number or something."
"I don't even know if she likes cake." Yamcha said feeling the anxiety he hasn't felt since Bulma and him got together the first time.
"Go!!!!!" Bulma gave him a threatening glare. He took the cakes and went outside. There he watched her take the meatballs out of her head and massage the lengthy hair. She slighty began moaning at how it felt to have her hair down again.
"You wanted to see me??" He said after a few moments and she jumped slightly. "Sorry??" his eye widened with shock now that he recognized the face.
"No it's fine.." She said giggled while taking the cake he offered to her. "And.. I think my friends are trying to set us up cuz, I did want some time alone."
"Oh.." He turned to leave.
"No, No stay." She said. " I was thinking how empty the sky was without the moon."
"Really." Yamcha said thinking about when Piccolo blew up the moon to stop Gohan from changing.
"I used to like looking at it, thinking of home." She said going of into her own world missing his question on how it reminded her of home.
"Serena??" He gained her attention again.
"What??" She looked at him.
"You said thinking of home. How does it remind you of home??"
"I went to a boarding school." She said not looking up at his face since she took her hair out. "I hated it. An all girls' school. Where you skirts had to touch the ground when you got on your knees." She said.
"All Girls' school??"
"Yeah that's what I said!!" She smiled and ate some of her cake. "This is good. Anyway, All of my classes were the Ap classes, probably the hardest there were. I was sent to an Ivy league college to be business manager, but I dropped that for psycology. I Had to be top of everything. My mother didn't want me to make the same mistake she had made."
"hmm…." He couldn't say much only because she was in her own world.
"She didn't want me to ruin my life by getting pregnant before I finished school." She sighed. "But the way she drilled it into my mind I kinda became too afraid to do anything." She said.
"oh… so you didn't want everything to be perfect??"
"Not really…" She finally looked at him. "It was always 'You'll thank me later Serena' or 'It's only for your best interesst.'"
"Well, I guess I couldn't tell you that much.. I've been alone as far as I can remember." Yamcha said.
"Yeah and when Darien broke up with me It was the last straw, I figured do something extreme and ii can ruin that perfect streak and gain some courage. That expains why I started dancing." She said cracking a smile at the change in her life. Then she dropped her cake and it landed on the head of some bald guy who was smoking a cigarette. Serena pulled her head back quickly while Yamcha looked a second longer getting flipped off by that guy.
"Sorry about that.." Yamcha said pulling his head back and Serena was laughing hard and he just frowned at her and set his cake on the ledge.
"Hey, Listen I've got to get going.." She grinned and grabbed one of his hands. "I'm glad you listened to my pathetic tale.. maybe next time I can listen to yours." She turned his palm to her mouth and kissed it then held it in both hands once more. Then she was gone with his cake missing too.
"Hey!!" He watched her climb into her car.
"Didn't think you'd mind!!" She called back and the car took off down the street.
"You just let her go!!!!" Bulma said from behind him.
"Uh… yeah??" He said getting whacked by Bulma.
"You Idiot.. you might not see her again and you just let her walk out of your life." She asked. "God!!!!" Bulma walked away and Yamcha held up a small slip of paper.
"Yeah I will.. as soon as I call." He said tucking it away somewhere safe.
