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Fame
4th Period - Spanish
"That woman and her stupid mouth!" Vegeta ranted as he entered the classroom. Goku followed close behind him listening to every word the angry man released with fury. He placed his hand on Vegeta's shoulder
"Calm down man. I'm sure coach Foley can get you out of detention" he assured sounding positive. Vegeta grunted but remained silent as the men reached the end of the classroom where they found Krillin already seated on one of the chairs crotches on one side and leg propped up on the other with bags of ice covering it
"Hey man" Goku greeted "how's the knee?" he asked performing the 'secret' handshake with Krillin. Krillin shrugged his shoulders
"It's coming up pretty good-"
"Stupid bitch" Vegeta's mumbling was loud enough to interrupt Krillin
"It's pretty good" Krillin started again "the doctor says my range of motion is good compared to other-"
"…when I'm the one she should respect" his muttering kept getting on the way of the conversation. Krillin leaned close to Goku
"Is he talking to himself again?" he asked concerned. They both glanced at Vegeta
"…and she's fucking dumb! If she could shut her mouth for one damn second…" they looked at each other
"Yeah" said Goku "does that a lot lately" he added. Krillin shook his head
"Man! That Bulma girl is getting to him pretty bad" he said. Goku sighed
"No kidding. I think she's trying to 'soothe' him down. He doesn't look too happy about it" he said. Krillin nodded
"You said it. He looks exactly like when he's on the football turf….ready to kill someone that is" he said. The teacher made his entrance to the room
"Class…clase. Shut up. Hora de empezar" the teacher indicated in Spanglish mixture of English & Spanish saying it was time to begin the class. The students settled down.
"Well that's a first. Why the hell are you behaving today?" she asked impressed "whatever just keep talking while I teach the class. We all suck at Spanish anyway" she said before opening the book and finally beginning class…
4th Period - English
"I know it's hard couples but remember…you love each other unconditionally. That means under any circumstances" the teacher was being supportive to the 'married' couples in class. The pairs had been assigned to deal with the most essential yet detestable part of the marriage: income and bills
"Several things you might want to consider: you shouldn't open a monetary loan because of insufficient funds. Try saving money. Try buying a less expensive place to live, spend less money on gas and/or groceries" the teacher suggested as the couples, spread sporadically around the room, kept trying to find a way to purchase an apartment and have enough money left to pay all of their 'bills'. Everyone seemed frustrated including Chichi and Raditz. The couple was seating at the very back of the classroom, Chichi searching for an apartment while Raditz relaxed on his chair, arms bent behind his head for comfort and legs resting on his desk. Chichi sighed
"You know it's really hard finding an apartment and you're just seating there not doing shit you big lazy bum!" she complained. Raditz smirked
"If it wasn't for me we wouldn't have any money-"
"I can live on my own!-"
"You're a housewife woman-"
"So what!-"
"Apparently you don't earn shit-"
"I could earn more than you if I wanted to you creep!"
"You're just jealous 'cause I'm better-"
"I'm mad because you're so careless" Chichi covered her face with her two hands throwing a dramatic tantrum. The teacher made her way to the couple
"Why what's going on here? What just happened?" she looked at Raditz with an upset frame. Raditz tsked
"She can't get over the fact that I'm better than her" he said quite frankly. The teacher gasped
"That is a mean thing to say Mr. Son. Your wife is trying to find and apartment and find a way to take care of the bills altogether and you're just seating on your ass?" she asked. Raditz shrugged his shoulders
"I work my ass off ten hours a day. That's not my job" he replied self assuredly. The teacher gasped again
"Mr. Son!" she reprimanded "if you don't cooperate with your wife I'm going to sign you in for a divorce and she's going to get all your money! Now get to work" she ordered disturbed. Chichi uncovered her face and smiled genuinely
"Thank you" she said grateful as the teacher left the couple to work out the problem. Raditz frowned
"Shit!" he cursed the teacher, the class and the stupid project. Chichi laughed at him
"You better get to work 'cause if you don't I'm suing your ass" she giggled. Raditz narrowed his eyes at her
"Fuck off" he said annoyed the couple settling to begin working out the debts…
4th Period - Math
"Hey 'blue eyes'" Yamcha called from aside Bulma. Bulma turned midways to see what the annoying man wanted. He chuckled
"You're not gonna give me the pleasure to see your 'blues'?" he asked. Bulma rolled her eyes
"No. Now what do you want?" she asked ready to finish this particular conversation as soon as possible. Yamcha chuckled again
"Nah man. You're cool, right?" he kept bothering her. Bulma faced him now
"If you have nothing to say can you please do me a favor?" she smiled brightly. Yamcha nodded
"Sure. Anything-"
"Yeah, I figured" she cut him off "can you please just go away? You're kind of annoying and that bothers me" she said upset. Yamcha breathed out
"Well now that I have your full attention-" he smirked "I wanted to invite you to the Tavern tonight. There's a party-"
"It's a week day" said Bulma
"It's Friday, baby" Yamucha said
"Don't" she breathed in to calm down "don't call me baby. Please" she requested. Yamcha smirked
"Sure" he agreed considering he was willing to do almost anything for her. Bulma rolled her eyes at him
"Don't you have a game tomorrow?" she asked among other things. Yamcha shrugged his shoulders
"We do but I won't get to play. See Vegeta's the man here and he's playing in my position. There is no chance in hell I'm gonna be on the field tomorrow" he said calmly. Bulma raised her brows
"Well that's a good theory and even better self-esteem" she said sardonically. Yamcha sighed
"It's just the way it is. So you coming?" he asked one more time before the teacher started the class. Bulma thought insecure
"I might stop by" she sounded tentative. Yamcha smiled
"Cool. I'll see you there" he returned to his seat at the end of the classroom. Bulma turned her attention to the teacher at the front of the classroom. She sighed
"At least I got him to shut up…"
4th Period - Science
"…yeah everyone's going to be there" the beautiful brunette, also known as Christine, was telling 18 about the party at the Tavern. 18 didn't know whether to go or not
"I dunno Chris. Krillin can't go because of his knee and football has a game tomorrow. I doubt there'll be a lot of people" she said. Christine snapped
"Krillin can go! He's not gonna play tomorrow! Football aren't all gonna be there but I bet at least Vegeta is gonna come" she said confident. 18 looked away
"Uh…I know Vegeta's not going for sure. Neither is Bulma" she said
"WHAT! Are you kidding me-?"
"No-"
"When did they start dating!" Christine asked irritated. 18 tsked
"Tonight's their first date. It was supposed to be tomorrow but oh well. Those two have a weird wild way of getting along" she shook her head
"But!" Christine pouted "but where are they going! You have got to tell me, 18-"
"Chris-" 18 tried calming the girl down "I have no idea, ok? I seriously don't. I wish he would've told us but he didn't. I guess it's somewhere new-"
"Somewhere new!" Christine exclaimed "18" the girl's eyes welled up with tears. 18 rolled her eyes wondering why in the world she would tell Christine about the whole Bulma and Vegeta thing
"He's going to take her serious?" Christine asked frustrated. 18 scoffed
"Please!" she said "I don't think so I mean hello! We're talking about Vegeta here. I bet he's taking her to the same restaurant he takes all of his whores he's just not telling us 'cause he knows we know her and we can tell her" she said self-assured
"That's probably it!" Christine's expression was bright and happy again. 18 furrowed her brows
"Chill out. I thought you were over Vegeta-"
"Oh I am-"
"Bullshit Christine! You were about to cry when you heard about him and Bulma-"
"I wasn't. Anyway that Bulma girl seems to be quite a fling" she changed the subject. 18 furrowed her brows
"What do you mean-?"
"I mean you need to watch out. The girl's a heartbreaker, 18, and she's conquering a lot of hearts. I think she has more admirers than you do" she said with a half smile. 18 faked a giggle
"Please! I can not believe you're so bad to compare her to me!" she giggled again "come on you know she doesn't stand a chance-"
"She's got Vegeta on her hands-"
"Any girl could have Vegeta if they really wanted to-"
"18 you know the only kind of girl Vegeta dates" Christine cut off. 18 rolled her eyes
"Full boobs, small waist, slim stomach, firm ass, long legs" she described
"Exactly" Christine agreed "and you know these girls always turn popular not because of what people say about them but because of what the football team says about them. The guys always think the girl is hot stuff. Vegeta isn't one to spread the word but-"
"He doesn't know his teammates talk about his girls-"
"Right he doesn't. But his teammates are the ones that talk around. They're the ones that have made your good reputation what it is-"
"Please" 18 scoffed "don't remind me I ever dated him. That was like what? Four years ago?-"
"Five-"
"Whatever" she cut off trying not to remember 'those days' "I'm glad that's over with" she slid a strand of her hair behind her ear
"Do you know what I'm saying?" the brown haired girl asked as they settled themselves to begin class. 18 nodded
"I do" she replied looking quite pissed. Christine sighed
"Just be very aware…"
Lunch
"You know what? I think it's time we tried a new way to communicate" said Bulma as she and Vegeta walked together to the lunch area (cafeteria.) Vegeta raised a brow
"Oh yeah? What would that be?" he asked
"How about talking for a start?" suggested Bulma "have you noticed we have never actually talked before-"
"What are we doing right now-?"
"No this is called arguing-"
"Oh it is"
"Yes, it is. I tried talking to you earlier and you just stormed out of the classroom" Bulma stopped dead in her tracks stopping Vegeta with her. The couple was on the spotlight; people around them quickly began wondering whether they were together or not
"My parent's business is none of your concern" Vegeta stated clearly. They locked eyes
"You seem to have a problem trusting people" said Bulma. Vegeta nod once
"I do. The people you trust can fuck you up-"
"Not all of them-"
"Here they can and they will" he admitted. Bulma shrugged her shoulders
"Well just so you know you can trust me" she said. Vegeta looked away struggling to keep a stern face as sudden feelings washed over him. Never had he have someone to offer their trust. Bulma had been the first and only exception. Bulma cupped his face in her tender hands making him turn to look at her
"You can trust me" she repeated making sure he understood. Vegeta remained silent. Chichi and Goku appeared on the scene with their hands entangled in one another
"Hey guys" said Chichi. Bulma and Vegeta turned to look at her in unison
"We were looking for you. Our table's getting full" she said. Bulma let go of Vegeta's face quick sliding a strand of her hair behind her ear. They had just become aware of the fact that people were looking at them. They blushed simultaneously
"We'll be there in a minute" Bulma said. Chichi glared at the pair suspiciously
"Ok honey. Don't hurry in" she winked an eye at her. Bulma nodded watching her disappear with Goku throughout the speculating crowd in the cafeteria. Bulma turned to Vegeta again
"We better get going before there's no space left at THE table" she mocked turning away. Vegeta gently pulled her by the arm stopping her from going any further
"You despise them don't you? I can tell you don't like them" he said talking about Chichi and 18. Bulma looked to the table where the girls were seated along with everybody else then looked back at him
"I don't…not despise...I mean, they're good people-"
"Don't lie" he demanded. Bulma was taken aback
"Lie? I don't lie" she said
"Please" Vegeta said not believing a word of it "it's written all over your face" he said. Bulma breathed out
"I don't despise them. I just think there are better people out there than those two" she confessed. Vegeta smirked
"Sure" he said confidently "you would" he added. Bulma narrowed her eyes at him
"What is it with you thinking you know more than anybody else?" she asked irate. Vegeta raised his brows in surprise
"Oh I know more than anybody else?-"
"Well you think you do!" Bulma insisted. Vegeta frowned
"Has anyone ever told you that you're impossible to deal with-?"
"Ha! Has anyone ever told you that?" she reversed the phrase. Vegeta stared at her, silent, defiant
"I could kiss you right now" he challenged smirking. Bulma narrowed her eyes at him
"You better not dare to-"
"Or what?" he defied. Bulma frowned
"Would you stop it already? I have no idea how we're gonna make it through this date…"
Change of scene: 7PM-30 minutes before DATE
"Mother! I can't find my necklace" Bulma burst inside her mother's room wearing a black mini tube dress with dressy black sandals, a silver anklet on her right leg and silver delicate hoops on both her ears and her arms. Her mother looked up from the book she was reading
"Aw, Bulma honey, I'm so proud of having such a beautiful daughter" the blonde woman placed the book down walking all the way to her daughter. She caressed her soft blue hair
"You look amazing" she complimented. Bulma smiled
"Thank you" she said gracefully "what are you reading tonight?" she asked looking at the book that her mother had just placed down on the bed. Her mom tsked
"It's just an old novel called 'Utopia'. Talks about a-"
"Messed up materialistic society" Bulma finished for her "you used to read it to me a lot when I was younger" she added with a smile. Her mom shrugged her shoulders innocently
"I keep forgetting that" she shook her head "what was it that you needed?" she asked. Bulma snapped
"Oh! Totally forgot about that. I need my silver necklace. It's the only one that goes with this-"
"Ok sweetie. Did you check on top of your wardrobe?" she asked walking to her own wardrobe to check. Bulma nodded
"I did. It's not there. Oh my God! Vegeta's gonna be here in like half an hour and I'm going to die if I'm not ready because I told him that he better not be late and-"
"Bulma" her mom turned to her "calm down. You're stressing-"
"Well how can I not be stressing, mother, I'm going to be late and I told him-"
"Honey" her mom hushed her again taking out the silver necklace that Bulma had been looking for
"Relax" the older woman smiled. Bulma walked to her feeling her tense muscles loosen up
"What would I do without you?" she said knowing her mother was totally expecting the compliment
"I know" her mother replied "now turn around so I can put it on you" she requested. Her daughter turned around as she was told and the necklace came to rest on her long neck. The necklace consisted on a small antique silver heart charm intertwined with the collar. Out of the last strand of the heart came a small rose resting in the middle of the heart quite elegantly. The reason she loved this particular necklace so much was not because of its monetary value but because it was a gift from her mother when she became sixteen years old. She had used it ever since for every special evening that required simplicity and grace
Bulma walked to her mother's mirror so she could take one last look before declaring herself totally ready for the evening
"You look fabulous" her mother complimented. Bulma looked at her mother through the mirror
"Thanks. You think he'll-"
"If he doesn't he's not worth it sweetie" her mom cut her off before she could finish one of her biggest worries. Bulma raised her nose high in the air
"That's right" she turned around "I'm off mom. Don't wait up for me if it gets too late" she suggested spraying herself a couple of times with her mother's expensive perfume (Aqua Di Gio - Giorgio Armani)
"Bye honey. Have a great night no matter what!" her mom exclaimed giving her daughter a short kiss before she left
"Tell dad I love him and that we'll talk tomorrow" she disappeared out the room. Her mom followed quickly a wicked idea suddenly coming to her mind…
"Bulma, honey! Before you go-" the doorbell rang interrupting her mother's words. Bulma looked at her watch
"It's seven fifteen. He's early! The asshole is actually early-" the doorbell rang again clearly proving the guy's impatience. Why couldn't he wait just a few seconds? It would give her time to get downstairs at the very least
"I got it Lucy" Bulma told her housekeeper off then opened the door
"You should let your housekeeper answer the door. She's getting paid for it" the ironic manly voice quickly came from behind the door. Bulma rolled her eyes
"Shut up. You're early" she said. Vegeta raised a brow quite impressed with the beautiful woman standing in front of him
"Well?" she asked bringing him back to earth. Vegeta shook his head then cleared his throat
"You told me not to be late" he said moderately confused. Bulma smiled
"Wow I'm actually impressed" she said making him frown "though it's not the first time you do exactly as I say" she added arrogantly. He narrowed his eyes at her
"Woman-" just when he was about to ruin it with his usual meanness Bulma's mother pulled the door wide open a 'Polaroid' camera on hand
"Aw! Don't you look adorable! He's a real cutie Bulma" her mother said. Bulma could feel her cheeks burning
"Mom please!" she said embarrassed. Vegeta could only stare at the lady in front of him. Bulma's mother refused to budge
"Now, now honey. It's tradition to take the picture of the first date. Go stand beside him so I can take a good one" she said cheerfully. Bulma rolled her eyes letting out a sigh
"Fine" she stood besides Vegeta. Vegeta looked at her shortly then breathed in her wonderful aroma. Whatever it was he felt almost dizzy. It was the most peculiar invigorating smell he had ever come to sense. It made him crave for her, crave for her skin; he wanted to taste her desperately
"Okay" the lady's voice broke his trance. He looked at the camera
"One, two, three…smile" the camera flashed taking the first picture of the cute couple together. Part of Bulma's hair rested on Vegeta's shoulder. Vegeta didn't smile but he didn't have that mean scowl on his face either. Bulma's big bright smile could lighten up the whole picture. Their bodies seemed comfortable against each other as if they had known each other for life. His hand rested contentedly on her hip bone while she held both hands in front of her looking a bit timid. Bulma's mother smiled
"Alright! Bye honey. Have a good time!" her mom waved a hand at them before disappearing out the door. The youngsters turned headed to Vegeta's car. Bulma couldn't help but to overlook at Vegeta as he walked a bit ahead of her…
Vegeta was wearing a dark gray long sleeved blouse with the sleeves rolled up, a few buttons open showing the great features of his chest. The shirt hugged his figure perfectly; it accentuated his broad shoulders and his small slim waist. Along with his expensive looking blouse he wore classic black tailored pants and leather shoes. The pants fit tight on his buns then loose all the way down his ankles. Bulma had to accept he looked better than what she had expected. She was feeling better about the whole idea of going out with him. No wonder he had so many girls under his sleeve. There was all but one word to describe him tonight: HOT.
"You look nice" Bulma complimented breaking the silence as they approached the car. Vegeta smirked
"I know" he replied arrogantly. Bulma scoffed
"Please. Get over yourself!" she said upset at his arrogant comeback. Vegeta chuckled
"You smell good-"
"Isn't it great! I love it! It's Giorgio Armani!" she replied. Vegeta raised his brows surprised at so much perkiness circulating the area so suddenly. Finally the twosome made it to the car. Vegeta got the keys out of his pocket then pushed a couple of buttons to unlock his car. Bulma stared puzzled. It wasn't the same car he drove to school
"So you changed cars?" she asked staring at the latest edition white and gold Cadillac Escalade beeping in front of her yard. Vegeta turned to her
"So you noticed" he shot at her. Bulma didn't know what to say. It was the nicest car she had seen that he owned. Leather seats, wood and leather dashboards, white-and-blue electroluminescent gauges, ample navigation system, golden stripes along the dark white pattern covering the car, big wheels with fancy silver rims, a big set of front lights and back lights and it probably had a monster audio system…yeah, it was definitely one of the best SUVs she had seen around as well
"When did you get this?" Bulma asked "I've never seen you around with it" she added. Vegeta opened the door to the passenger seat for her
"It was a gift from my father a year ago. I'm not around with it much" he said. Bulma nodded
"I see" she said getting inside the car. Vegeta closed the door after her then walked around to occupy the driver's seat
"So you don't like showing off in this car?" she asked as he settled on his seat
"Why? Would you?" he asked introducing the keys inside the ignition to turn on the luxurious vehicle. Bulma scoffed
"Of course I would! There aren't a lot of people that have this car AND a lot of people totally wish they did. I wouldn't be modest!" she exclaimed. Vegeta looked at her
"I already have all the attention anyone could ever want. I don't need a car to get me more of it" he drove off. Bulma stared at him suspiciously
"You sound bitter about the whole attention thing" she noticed. Vegeta scratched his eyes exhaustedly
"I'm tired of it. I don't need it. Not right now" he made clear. Bulma stared into his eyes wondering about the irony of it all. At first she thought his eyes were full of spite, of hate, that they were the windows to a heart full of evil; a kid grown spoiled out of his parent's economic income. Now she felt ashamed at her lack of judgment. He had endured a life he had no control of; a life that was bestowed upon him because of pure talent. The best of the best, state and nation-wise, attention clearly was his first, middle and last name…and he looked like he resented it. For the life he had to carry ever since he was a child he was repented; he regretted it
"You're not happy for all the attention, huh?" she asked wanting to dig in slowly
"I've worked hard for it, I'm not gonna lie" said Vegeta "but-"
"Don't you think it should be like a light switch?" Bulma interrupted. Vegeta furrowed his brows
"A light switch?" he asked confused. Bulma smiled at his confusion
"A light switch" she assured "you turn it on whenever you need it and turn it off whenever you don't want it anymore" she explained her analogy. Vegeta looked at her for a split second before turning back to the road again. He smirked along with her
"You're all right, woman…"
The Dinner
"This is really a very nice place" she said impressed as they entered a fancy Japanese restaurant called 'Kayos.' Kauos was famous for their hibachi style dinner plates. They cooked the food in front of you then served it the exact way you wanted it. Vegeta had only been at the restaurant once; it had been his parent's 25th Anniversary. He had avoided the place because of the particular occasion but it was a nice local overall…and Goku and Krillin had convinced him of taking her there too…
The waiter took the couple to a small two person table right aside the window. The window had a nice view of the city lights. After offering the seats to each one of them the waiter took their order in. Vegeta ordered a lobster with a side of shrimp and fried rice all served with steamed vegetables. Bulma ordered teriyaki chicken with a side of fish and fried rice. Within a few minutes the pair was enjoying the great dishes that the Japanese restaurant served them.
After the dinner they were both pretty full. Vegeta was driving back to Bulma's house when he realized it was still nine o'clock. He turned to her
"Do you have a curfew?" he asked mocking the word. Bulma rolled her eyes
"Of course not. My father is never home and my mom…you saw my mother, right?" she said
"Good" said Vegeta "we're going somewhere else" he announced turning abruptly on the highway's nearest exit. Bulma gasped then screamed loudly. She smacked his arm angrily
"You asshole! Are you trying to give me a heart attack!" she yelled hearing Vegeta chuckle in response. It wasn't long before the couple was headed somewhere deep into the mountains…
About fifteen minutes later they had finally reached their destination. It was the peak of a mountain with lots of entangled bushes that obstructed the otherwise beautiful view of the city. Vegeta drove around until he found a spot through which the view was clear. They got out of the car and settled on the front part of it so to get a better view of the dark sky with bright sparkling stars as well. Bulma breathed out
"This is so amazing" she said impressed. Vegeta let his back rest on the car's hood staring at the sky
"I come here after games sometimes" he said. Bulma looked at him
"Why?" she asked curious. Vegeta locked eyes with her
"To wonder how my life turned so miserable" he joked. Bulma rolled her eyes
"You are so full of it" she giggled. Vegeta smirked looking back at the sky
"Why would you come here?" he asked her. Bulma turned to the view of the city shrugging her shoulders
"I don't know. I don't have any attention to run away from" she said smugly. Vegeta nod
"True" he added to her comment. Bulma sighed
"Tell me the truth" she looked at him "why did you ask me out? Why did you bring me here?" she asked. Vegeta locked eyes with her again
"I was gonna take you home and fuck you" he answered frankly "not anymore though" he stared into her eyes bright even in the dark. Bulma turned away
"So this was the end line you had to meet? Your reputation was on the line for this?" she asked sounding upset "why didn't you do it?"
"I didn't want to" he stared at the sky "you're different. You make me different. I'd be losing that if I did" he said. Bulma raised a brow
"Was that affection? You're actually admitting you feel something for me-?"
"Just leave it at that woman" he cut her off before she could go any farther. Bulma giggled
"Fine I will" she said "what's up with your parents?" she changed the topic. Vegeta's cold scowl returned to his face
"She's always crying. He's always yelling at her or beating the shit out of me" he confessed. Bulma swallowed feeling like she had crossed a line she wasn't meant to cross. Now she knew his pain was skin deep. Now she knew that behind the rough firm armor hid a man forced to grow a heart of rock so he could bare the pain; the consequence of all he was. The people that were supposed to be there for him when he was a kid were never there; he was probably taking care of himself as soon as he found a way how. His life was not growing up it was survival of the fittest. Bulma stared down at him not knowing how to react
"I" she started
"I don't need you to be sorry" Vegeta said clearly
"I'm not. I understand you're not the kind of person that breaks down easily" she said firmly. Vegeta locked eyes with her
"How would you know?" he asked
"It's all up here" she signaled her head with her index finger "you feel what your mind allows you to feel not what your heart tells you" she said wisely. Vegeta unrest himself from the hood of the car then cupped her face in his hand. Bulma caressed his face slowly running her fingers down his masculine jaw. He approached her swiftly and without hesitation kissed her letting his lips linger on hers gently, soft. Bulma smirked as the kiss came to a slow end feeling his lips still close to hers
"You are amazingly self assured. Has anyone ever told you that?" she opened her eyes feeling numb all over. The kiss had taken it out of her. Vegeta smirked stroking her cheek with his thumb
"I've had it a couple of times. Nothing to worry about" he said making her smile now. Bulma pressed their foreheads together then kissed him again. For the rest of the night it was all they did. Kiss; explore each others mouth; feel each others tongues though it wasn't his or hers plans at all.
He was decided to take her home and make it a one night stand; she was decided not to let it happen. But both of them ended up finding something that they never thought possible under the night's circumstance. Maybe it was the feeling of finally finding someone they felt they could trust. Maybe it was because she understood him better than no one. Maybe it was because she could read him better than anyone else. Maybe it was because she had never felt this way for any other man before. Of all the things they thought could happen tonight…they never thought they would find a friend. But this night they did. They found a friend that could love unconditionally, that would always be there, that would never settle to see the other one fall. Maybe it was the success of a new passionate, undying love. Maybe it was the secret, the start of a strong bond…
End of Ch.9. How did you like it? I know…not one of my best chapters. Sorry… I tried not to make Vegeta totally OOC and so the same goes with Bulma. If I did then sorry guys. I think the 'love' scene was just too cheesy. You'll have to excuse my lack of feelings here. I think most love scenes are just crappy. Yeah, we're talking Romeo & Juliet, Anakin & Padme here. There's just not too much of me involved with feelings. You get the idea. Anyway, I hope you guys can review this chappie and tell me what you think I should fix OR how about how much you liked it? Wouldn't that be cool! Oh well. By the way, sorry for jumping a couple of school periods. I just hate school (don't you) and plus the school periods left were probably an open chance for a bunch of bullshit. And we all know I HATE that! So stay tuned for the upcoming chapter which will probably come out soon! TaKe CaRe!
Love;
PL