Story Of Your Heart

Chappie 10

Shenron's Advice

By

Bulma

AN: Okay peeps who read this, I want to give a shout out to Erica, with her kind reviews. It makes me happy to know that someone is actually enjoying my story. Even if I get 1 reviewer, it is better than nothing. So I am counting my blessings. And Erica, thank you for reading my story. It means a lot to me!

-Bulma

T: Um, I'm really in the middle of doin something

B: No your not! Your eating and relaxing to Linkin' Park in your hammock.

T: Shhh!!! If I can't hear or see you, your not really there!!!

B: rolls eyes Whatever

Meanwhile, when this was goin on, Bulma had gotten up and went to the indoor space balcony to look at the depths of space. Her minds was deeply troubled. Well so much not her mind but her heart. She walked up to the glass and gaze out at her reflection. What was troubling her heart was Vegeta. She was having mixed feelings.

"How can I feel for a man that does not feel or care about anything?" she asked herself. Bulma's small crush on Earth bloomed into something more. She had fallin' and it was bad. "If I feel for him, then why do I feel so afraid to admit it even to myself. I can't love him!" She starred sadly at her reflection. "Then why does my heart beat so fast when he walks into the room?" she sighed. "I can't! I won't! It would never work out anyway! I need love as much as I need air or water! And he won't even give that! Hell, he won't even give me passion!!"

Then a tail outta no where wrapped itself around her waist. Bulma, startled by this surprise attack, jumped. A tiny "eek!" escaped her lips. "Woman, you let your guard down to easily." Bulma just rolled her eyes. "At this moment, I really don't care. All I want is to just relax. You can do whatever you want, just leave me to my thoughts."

Vegeta turned her around and gave her a really hard look. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally spoke. "Something's troubling you Woman. What is it?" "Nothing, I'm just a lil bit tired. I didn't get much sleep last night. (S/Venus: Relight wink wink, nudge nudge, giggle giggle at B/V V/B: NO!!! Perverts! T: Don't want to know. So just continue with the story!) "Then let us retire." With that said he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to bed.

Next Day!

Bulma woke up once more alone. She looked around at the mirror in their pure black goth mirror canopy bed. She stared at her reflection which she notice has messy hair, bed head expression. "He and I are never meant to be." she whispered to herself. She looked over at the read like digital clock. It read 11:30 am in the morning. "Maybe I should pay Shenron a visit today and see what she to say on the subject. Hopefully I'll get some answers. I'm tired of losing sleep on this feeling!"

Bulma got up and quickly dressed. She wore a black halter top and low rise mudd jeans with spiral diamond designs at the cuffs. She pulled her hair back in a high ponytail, leaving 2 small, thin strands to frame her face. Funny, she swore she looked a lot like Trunks, minus that he was male and had a male look about him. ("Oh well, must be the coloring of the hair") and the subject passed from her mind. Then Bulma headed out the door as she grabbed a weird blue and black spotted fruit called a Calaburn from a foreign planet for the road and headed to go look for Shenron to ask for some advice.

It didn't take her long to find her mediating in the train facility with Trunks in the Zen garden on the ship. Bulma saw this and was about to leave and never ask this again. It took every once of her courage to go and ask Shenron. What people didn't realize is that she was serious and very ashamed for feeling this way for a man that killed millions, without a second thought about his actions.

But fortunately for her, Trunks had read her mind and was pleased with the results. Just as Bulma was half way out, hoping they took no notice of her appearance. Trunks spoke up. "Bulma, is there something you wanted to ask us?" Bulma jumped, startled by Trunks's voice. "Kami-sama!!!, does everyone have to scare the living shit outta me and take 12 years of my life off!! I want to live for Kami sakes!!" she fumed.

"Sorry B. But we both couldn't resist. Come on, sit with us." "Well...um...Shenron, I was kinda wondering if I could speak with you alone. No offense Trunks." "None taken. But you don't trust me, do you?" "No no! I do trust you! It's not like that! It's just......" she trailed off. "What?" he pried. "You'll think it's stupid." "No we won't. It can't be as bad as Trunks's gaming skills."

"NANI?!?!?!" "What? Trunks, you suck at playing video games. You have much to learn." "What? I beat you the last time!" "After 5,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00,000 times I beat you. Still have much to learn..............weakling!" "WEAKLING!!! OKAY LET'S GO!!! RIGHT HERE!!! CUZ I'M GONNA KCIK YOUR ASS ALL THE WAY FROM HERE TO TIM BUCK 3 CUZ TIM BUCK 2 AIN'T FAR ENOUGH!!!!" fumed Trunks.

"Uh, I guess I will be goin. Sorry to disturb your meditation." "Where do you think your goin? Sit and tell us what's bothering you!!" demanded Trunks, as he reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her down to them before she could protest. "But...I don't know." she muttered. "Look, take your time. Take it step by step." said Shenron. Bulma starred at her knees as she brought them to her chest and she hugged them. Trunks and Shenron sat on opposite sides of her.

"W-well where to begin? I was hoping if you could tell me if I'm in love with Vegeta or not." she whispered that so quietly that they had to strain to hear her. "Okay." Shenron moved in front of her as she sat Indian style. She took Bulma's face in her hands and examined her face. "Vegeta." she simply said. "Huh?" asked Trunks confused. (B: seems he has been like that a lot now a days right?. T: not funny mom. B: all right whatever. Back to your scheduled program.) But Shenron didn't answer him. "Yep, your head over heels for the guy and you got it bad."

"H-how can you tell?" she asked. "Simple, from just mentioning his name, your expressions soften and it went kinda goofy, dreamy happy." "So that it, huh?" asked Bulma. "Yep, now the main thing is what your gonna do about it." "To tell you the truth, I don't know." Trunks was thinking and a brilliant idea popped up. "I know!" he said with mischief in his voice.

B: What plans does our hero, Trunks, have up his sleeve?

T: Ain't telling!!

Venus/S: OOOOH now who's got the cliffy hanger person now!?!?!?

V: Better not be stupid!

T: It's not! And I can't screw up! I'm Trunks! Which in other words, I'm perfect!!!

B: Okay ego boy. Sit yourself down before you and Veggie get in a fight.

V: WOMAN!!!!!

B: Quiet you! Now read next chappie to see what's up Trunks's sleeve!

T: Yep, what Mom said.

DC: Why the hell are u people still reading this shit?

A: Maybe they got nothing better to do?

DC: EH, who knows. I don't own DB/Z/GT. So kiss it bitches!

C'ya

Bulma

PS MOMENT OF ZEN!!!

I'm not shy. Just stalking my prey.