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Chapter Two: Blind date...

Waiting outside the coffee shop for some time, she looked at her watch and sighed when it started raining again. Going inside, she took a booth and smiled at the waitress. "Hey Candy, can I get a latte?"

"No problem Blu." The older woman smiled then shouted the order to the back of the shop. "So honey, why are you here at this time?"

"I'm supposed to meet a guy for a date tonight."

"Wow, is it serious?"

"I don't know...I haven't even met him yet...I think."

"Really? Did he give you any info?"

"Not good info, just that he'd be wearing casual clothing."

"Oh...honey...no. Why did you say yes to that type of date?"

"Because...he was interested in me and said he'd seen me around the coffee shop..."

"That's not a good thing dear."

"But..." Her lower lip started trembling while tears filled her eyes.

"Don't worry though, I'll help you find him." Candy smiled again then turned around with a sigh. "Oh boy...she's going to be hurt."

Playing with her latte, she finally finished it then looked at the clock before ordering a regular coffee.

Vegeta came in after she'd been there for a few hours and lifted a brow before stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans and walking over to her. "Still waiting?"

"Huh?" She looked up at him then down at her coffee. "No...we just didn't hit it off."

"Liar." Scooting into the seat across from her, he put his hands on the table then grinned at Candy. "Hey doll, can you get me a large coffee?"

"Sure thing babe."

"Thanks." Turning his attention back to her, he plucked her spoon from her fingers then set it down in front of him. "You're lying to me aren't you?"

"Everyone makes fun of me don't they?"

"No, why should they?"

Looking up at him, she met his questioning gaze then shook her head. "None of them like me, I rarely speak to anyone but you and that's because you obviously find it refreshing to have someone turn you down all the time."

"Now that's not true and you know it."

"Isn't it? Isn't that the only reason you talk to me? Isn't that the only reason everyone thinks there is something wrong with me? Because I say no to you?"

"Bulma...there is absolutely nothing wrong with you and I would be the first to admit that having you turn me down isn't the top item on my list. I personally don't listen to what the other people say about you unless they keep talking and even then...it's like listening to them talking about me. They never stop."

"Kind of like how you were supposed to be with the new secretary in the copy room?"

"A lot like that."

"Can I tell you a secret?"

"What kind of secret? Is it going to get me fired?"

"I don't think it would..."

"Are you embezzling money from the company?"

She laughed, a genuine laugh, then shook her head. "I'm not quite that smart."

"Oh...well then, I guess you can tell me your secret."

Leaning forward, she motioned for him to come closer then spoke softly. "I almost had an orgasm in work today."

"Really? How did you manage that one?"

"I...it was the strangest thing really. I was getting ready to work on some reports for Goku and suddenly I can feel this guy...at least I hope it was a guy...kissing up my thigh."

"Really? And where were you?"

"At my desk. But the really strange thing is...he started eating me out right there and I swear I must have turned thirty different shades of red when Marron walked by several times. I think she knew."

"That's your big secret?"

"Yup...and I never found out who he was because...well...I had to leave before anything good happened."

"Before your orgasm?"

"Yeah...but that's not all of my secret."

"It isn't?"

"Nope."

"What else is there?"

"For one, I still haven't put on any underwear. For another...this is really embarrassing but...it would have been my very first."

"First what?"

"Orgasm."

"Oh damn." Getting up, he threw some money down on the table then smiled at her. "I gotta go back to work, I forgot my laptop."

"Were you even listening to me?"

"No, did I seem convincing?"

"Dammit, and you're saying that I'm a mean person."

"Sorry but this is important."

Watching him run out into the rain, she sighed then wiped a few tears from her face.

Glancing back at the coffee shop, he saw her sit down again then her shoulders start shaking with her sobs. "Oh damn..." Walking towards the shop again, he made a note to complain about consciences to whoever invented them.

She felt his hand on her shoulder then looked up at him. "Why do I always get treated badly?"

"Hey, don't feel bad, you aren't the only one."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Thanks." Smiling wetly, she paid for her coffee then started for home.

"Hey!" Running up behind her, he held out his hand to her then smiled when she took his hand tentatively. "There's no reason to walk is there?"

"I guess not."

"Great, I'll drive you home."

"But..."

"Where do you live?"

"Three buildings away from the coffee shop."

"Really?" He opened the door to his car then let her in the passenger side with a thoughtful look on his face. "I never knew that."

"It's the only place I can afford and it's convenient since I don't own a car."

"You don't own a car?"

"No."

"How...how do you get around and do things?"

"The same way I've been getting around for my entire life. I get rides from friends."

"You're a little eccentric."

"Thanks."

"I don't know about not owning a car though."

"The car never appealed to me."

"Sorry to hear that."

"Here it is." Waiting for him to pull over first, she got out then stuck her head inside. "I'd offer you coffee but I think I'm sick of it...want some cookies?"

"Sure."

Smiling, she headed up for her apartment.

Watching carefully, he found which key she used then noticed the fact that her apartment wasn't really locked, it was all for show. A ball of white and tan fur attacked him the second he stepped into the apartment.

"Carmel, stop that." Picking up her cat, she grinned apologetically at him then kissed the top of his head. "He's a real sweetheart but he loves dark clothing."

"Obviously." Looking down at his pants, he sighed then followed her into the kitchen. "Nice place."

"You're the first to see it."

"I feel privileged."

"Don't...I just rarely invite people over."

"I noticed."

"But then I don't have to worry about them ruining my work." Turning on the living room light, she walked over to a large canvas painting then set down her cat. "I've been working on this one for years."

"Damn." Studying the intricate detail, he felt awed then glanced sidelong at her. "You're very good."

"Thanks." Running her fingers over the canvas, she could feel the textured surfaces beneath her fingertips. "I worked hard to get it this far."

"I can see why you don't date."

"I used to date."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Why don't you date anymore?"

"He beat me until my mother found out."

"Who beat you?"

"My ex...it was a long time ago though."

"How long?"

"I hadn't even turned nineteen yet."

"Oh shit."

"He was a little unhappy with me to tell you the truth."

"Why?"

"Personal reasons."

"You wouldn't sleep with him?"

"Something like that."

"What is there like sex? There is nothing like sex and there isn't a thing you could say to make me think otherwise."

"Birth of your first child." She turned away from her painting and studied him through wet strands of her hair. "Definitely your first child and meeting her for the first time. In your case, I think the her doesn't apply since you probably seduced her into your bed already."

"You aren't very supportive."

"No, I suppose that I'm not."

"You can ruin anyone's good day."

"Indeed."

"And you definitely drive me crazy."

"Is that another sad attempt to get into my bed?"

"No...If I were trying to get into your bed, I think you'd know it."

"Alright, I'll believe you."

"Good." Moving away from her, he started for the door then stopped and looked at her. "I doubt you want anyone else to know about what happened in work today so I won't tell anybody."

"Thanks."

"No problem." Smiling, he opened the door and walked out.

Sighing tiredly, she turned off some of the lights then got ready for bed.

Looking up at her house for a while, he shook his head then walked to his car and went home.