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Warning(s): sexual situations, violence, obscene language, adult conversations. Mature readers only, please
Fame
"…and then we kissed. It was amazing mom. I have never felt so nervous and happy at the same time" Bulma went over the precious events of the previous night with her mother as both girls rested on Bulma's bed on an early Saturday morning. Bulma's mom smiled at her
"I'm glad honey. He didn't turn out to be that asshole you told me he was the first day of school, did he?" she said. Bulma shook her head
"Not at all" she grinned. Her mom stood from the bed
"I have to get packing. Your father and I are leaving for that presentation in Germany tomorrow night and I haven't-"
"A presentation?" Bulma cut off "TOMORROW!" she protested. Her mom sighed
"Sweetie I've been telling you about it for the last two weeks. Lucy is going to be here. If you need anything there's a list of phone numbers saved on the memory of the phone downstairs-"
"Mom I swear I haven't seen dad in like a week" Bulma complained. Bulma's mom sat back on her bed
"You know how busy your father is Bulma. He's a business man and-"
"Oh so that's the excuse for him not caring about me?" Bulma said upset. The blonde lady gasped
"Of course not!" she shrieked "don't ever say that again. You know your father would give up anything for you-"
"I don't want him to give up anything for me mother. I need him to be there for me. When was the last time we all sat together and had dinner? Or when was the last time we all sat on the couch and watched TV?" she asked gloomily. Her mom breathed out
"Bulma honey we've talked about this. With the expansion of the company your dad has a lot more work on his hands. You know that if he wasn't working we wouldn't have much to live on-"
"I'm tired of being rich! I'm tired of having it all! I want to miss something. I want to know what it's like wanting something you can't have-"
"Now, now sweetie. I know you're upset and its ok-"
"No, it's not ok! People go through so much shit just to get to a point where they can have it all. Having it all is my life and I'm sick of it-"
"Ms. Bulma?" the housekeeper Lucy interrupted with two knocks on the door. Both Bulma and her mother turned to the door
"Come in" Bulma ordered. Lucy came inside the room a shy expression on her sweet frame
"Ms. Bulma there is a boy waiting for you in the living room-"
"A boy?" Bulma inquired. Lucy nodded
"Yes miss. I asked him to identify himself and he said that it was none of my business" she replied in a French accent. Bulma rolled her eyes
"That's Vegeta. Tell him I'll be downstairs in a minute" she said. The rather young looking woman nodded timidly and exited the room following the orders she had just been given. Bulma looked at her mother
"We'll finish this later-"
"Bulma what's wrong with you-"
"Nothing is wrong with me mother! I just can't understand why my father works so hard for us to have a life that we don't need. I want him to be a part of our family again. To me that's much more important than having it all" she ended the conversation disappearing out the door. Her mother looked to the ground. She understood what Bulma was going through. She had gone through with it herself… a long time ago…
Bulma entered the living room where a rather pissed looking Vegeta awaited for her seated on one of the fancy antique sofas. She giggled hearing him grunt as she approached him
"Hey" she greeted. Vegeta stood from the couch
"About time" he said grumpily "I've been waiting for half an hour-"
"Oh please!" said Bulma smiling "don't be such a baby" she rolled her eyes leaning in to capture his lips in a small kiss
"Why are you up so early?" she embraced her arms around his neck kissing him again "it's like nine o'clock" she said. Vegeta shrugged his shoulders the couple moving on to take a seat on the sofa
"I don't sleep late" said Vegeta. Bulma rest her head on his shoulder
"Well…where do you want to go? We can either go to the beach or the mall" she suggested. Vegeta raised a brow
"Do you really think there's an option? I think it's pretty obvious" he smirked. Bulma snapped
"Great! I knew you wanted to go to the mall!" she said excited. Vegeta's eyes went wide open
"WHAT! NO!-"
"Come on! We'll take my car so you can't leave as soon as we get there" she said standing from the couch. Vegeta crossed his arms on his chest
"I'm not going!" he protested. Bulma stared at him
"Well if you're not going I guess I'll have to go by myself. Hmm…I wonder how many guys are willing to help me out with the bags--" Vegeta was up in less than a second
"You wouldn't dare" he narrowed his eyes at her. Bulma raised her brows
"Oh!" she smiled "watch me" she headed out the living room. Vegeta followed closely
"There's too much you'll be losing" he insisted selfishly as they reached the front door. Bulma faced him
"Oh really?" she raised a brow "cause if it is because of that I think it's the main reason you're coming with me" she pointed out. Vegeta frowned
"It's not because of that-"
"It's not?" she narrowed her eyes at him "why are you coming then?" she asked. Vegeta stared at her beautiful bright eyes and her smooth luscious lips; her soft skin and her perfect little form; her sweet aroma…
"For your information, woman, I need to buy a new audio system for my car" he lied and Bulma could see right through it. She giggled rolling her eyes at him
"Sure Vegeta..."
On the Road
"What's this?" Vegeta asked annoyed signaling her radio which was playing the song 'Overdrive' by Katy Ross. Bulma tsked
"It's Katy Ross. You like her? She's awesome" she said. Vegeta furrowed his brows
"You're not serious" he said in his stoic tone. Bulma stared at him
"What?" she asked finding nothing wrong with the music. Vegeta stared at her with his 'what the hell do you think' face. Bulma sighed
"You want me listening to 'what's his face'-?"
"What's his face" Vegeta repeated annoyed. Bulma smiled
"I can't remember the names ok?" she said. Vegeta shook his head in disbelief
"You need to start listening to some real music" he said. Bulma furrowed her brows
"Define real music. You can't be talking about the music that makes my car sound as if it was falling apart" she stated. Vegeta smirked looking out the window so she didn't notice
"Whatever" he mumbled. Bulma pushed the eject button on the car's CD player
"Go ahead" she motioned "play whatever you want" she let him choose. Vegeta pushed some buttons on the radio until the remix to 'Ignition' by R. Kelly came on. He let out a breath
"Now that's more like it" he closed his eyes resting his head against the seat's head rest. Bulma rolled her eyes changing the station
"We're not listening to that" she said making Vegeta sit back up
"You just said-"
"I know but not that music. I don't like it-"
"What's wrong with that music-?"
"It's not my type of music. I'm a girl. My car looks girly and-"
"Spoiled" Vegeta cut her off. Bulma frowned
"Hey! I resent that!" she whined "my car was designed for happy music, that's all" she defended. Vegeta sighed exasperated pushing some buttons on the radio until reaching a station that both of them disagreed of: the 80's station
"Ew. I don't like that" Bulma said quickly. Vegeta smirked
"Well too bad. I don't like it either so we can call it a truce" he crossed his arms on his chest as the song 'Flagpole Sitta' by Harvey Danger played on the radio
"This is not a truce!" Bulma whined "I hate that music-"
"Me too-"
"Ugh! You're impossible to deal with-"
"You are impossible to deal with-"
"…gave you like millions of options-"
"…always want to have it your way-"
"Why can't we communicate-"
"You keep cutting me off-"
"We're fighting over different things"
"Now we're fighting over different things-"
"Would you tell me what the hell is it that you want-?"
"I want to listen to MY music-"
"But it's my car-"
"And my decision-"
"What are you talking about? I was the one that decided to go to the mall in the first place-"
"You gave me the option to come along…" and so on the couple kept arguing as the radio kept playing the 'oldies'. The song 'Here I Go Again' by White Snake began to play after 'Flagpole Sitta'…
Meanwhile
Chichi and 18 were talking on the phone…
"I know what you mean, 18. I was talking to my Goku just the other day and I remember him telling me something about her-"
"Are you serious? Like what kind of thing?"
"Direct quote was 'I think she's pretty cool and she's gorgeous too'. I was so mad at him"
"Oh and you have all the right to be. I'd be so pissed if Krillin said something like that to me"
"I know! Goku basically told me she's prettier and smarter and funnier right to my face. I was like 'ok this blue haired bitch just stole my man'"
"But Chichi I don't think she'll go after Goku. It's Vegeta she wants. Everybody knows that"
"I know that but it still bothers me. Every time she's standing in front of us I just can't help thinking that he's admiring her beauty or something-"
"It's time for us to act Chi. She's ruining our reputation. All the guys on the football team think she's to die for, Vegeta is falling for her big time and everybody in school thinks she's the kindest girl just because she treats them the same she treats us"
"We need to make her understand that social equality will never happen. Where did she come from? It's like an entire different planet!"
"Yeah and we need to make her understand that we are the prettiest girls in school. No one is going to take that away from us"
"That's right! Where do we start-?"
"How about kicking her off the cheerleading team? That'll give everyone something good to talk about"
"We are so bad. But I think it is only fair…"
At the Mall
Bulma and Vegeta walked through the Californian Mall, Bulma's hand inside the right back pocket of Vegeta's 'Versace' jeans while his hand embraced her around her small slim waist. Both of them held a great number of shopping bags from stores such as Gucci, Lacoste, Express, Lucky Brand Store and so on the couple looking like a pair of rock stars strolling down the red carpet.
They had decided to take a break. Their shopping day had been long even when the outcome of it was pretty good. They both got to spend personal time with each other which was the purpose of the trip
"I'm tired" Bulma complained flopping down on a chair inside the eatery place of the mall. Vegeta sat on the chair across hers placing both their bags on the small table between
"You wanna punish me? Bring me to the mall" he said resting his head back tiredly. Bulma breathed out
"I thought you liked the mall-"
"There's people following me" Vegeta quickly noted seating straight. Bulma looked around
"Where Vegeta? I don't see anyone-"
"There's one seating two tables from this one and there are two behind us" he said. Bulma looked for them and she realized he was telling the truth. The guy seating a couple of tables away had put his camera to a rest leaving it to hang on his chest. The two guys behind them were holding micro camera recorders. The red button was bright enough for Bulma to notice them. She sighed
"Do you want to go somewhere else?"
"They're gonna follow me wherever I go. Doesn't matter" he sounded angry. Bulma frowned
"What assholes! What do they want anyway?" she said annoyed. Vegeta shrugged his shoulders
"I don't know. Let's find out" he stood from his seat and headed towards the guys seating behind them
"Vegeta don't" Bulma followed behind intending to hold him back so the whole thing didn't turn into a fist fight
"What the hell do you want?" Vegeta direct himself to one of the guys making the other two take flight. He forgot about them. He was only human which meant he was going to be able to handle only one of them at the time. The young photographer took a couple of pictures of his face before standing from his chair
"Nothing man, I'm just doing my job-"
"Who do you work for?" Vegeta asked as the male took a couple of more pictures at him
"ESPN magazine, they wanted to know what you were up to now that the playoff's are about to begin-"
"Is that so? Go tell them to fuck off. You're not getting out of here with that camera-"
"Calm down Vegeta-" Bulma tried stopping him but he refused
"Do you people know how pathetic it is to make a living out of somebody else's life? Go home. Jerk off. Do something useful with yourself for a change!-"
"My mom was shocked when she found out I had a job that paid this much money-"
"Get a real fucking job!" Vegeta yelled angered. A security guard approached the scene stopping Vegeta from punching the man in front of him
"What's going on here-"
"This idiot keeps following me around taking pictures of me" explained Vegeta. The guard looked at Vegeta
"Calm down Ouji" he said "there's not much I can do. You might want to just leave-"
"Fuck this. You people make me sick" he spoke to the male with the artifact on hand. Vegeta then entangled his hand in Bulma's
"We're leaving" he said upset walking away from the scene. Bulma grabbed the bags on the table then headed out along with Vegeta…
"What was that all about?" Bulma asked as they walked through the parking lot. Vegeta remained silent
"Vegeta!" Bulma called
"Those assholes follow me everywhere I go" he said
"That is no reason for you to behave the way you did" she walked ahead of him then stopped before him as well as in front of her car. Vegeta stopped abruptly staring into her now angry glare
"I can not believe you just did that" said Bulma
"Get used to it cause it's gonna happen every time those crack-heads decide to make a living out of me-"
"Vegeta Ouji you listen to me right now!" Bulma raised her voice "you are the best prospect this nation has for the National Football League. You are the first pick on the draft and you are a public image-"
"Who gives a fuck-"
"I give a fuck! I know it bothers you but there's nothing you can do about it. The more you fight them the bigger the controversy. The best thing to do here is to just let them be-"
"Let them be my ass-"
"What are you gonna do then? Are you gonna show them that they're affecting you, that they're affecting your life? You're losing the game. The reason I have lived my life peacefully is because I don't pay attention to them" she cupped his face in her hand "I've been living this hell since I was nine years old. My father's company became one of the biggest corporations on the planet. I've been in France, England, Germany and it's even worse. You just have to learn to deal them" she said soothing him down. Vegeta breathed profoundly. Bulma smiled at him
"You're so cute" she kissed him "I love your lips" she kissed him again. Vegeta made the kiss deeper by forcing his tongue in her mouth. She didn't resist but welcomed it. A car drove by the couple quite fast. The guy seating on the passenger seat pulled his arm out the window with a camera on hand
"Smile Vegeta!" he shouted taking a picture. The couple broke the kiss looking at the camera. Vegeta flipped his middle finger at them
"Fuck this-"
"Vegeta!" Bulma held his hand down. The guys laughed hard
"Here's two million dollars" they heard them scream. Vegeta grunted returning his look to her
"I swear I'm gonna-" Bulma stopped him by kissing his lips
"Happy thoughts! Happy thoughts!" she said joyfully making him smirk a little
"I'm serious" he ranted on. Bulma smacked his chest softly
"Happy thoughts" she demanded opening the trunk of her Jeep Liberty to place all the bags inside
"Do you want to eat something?" she asked. It had been a wild afternoon. She was famished. Vegeta placed both their bags in the trunk then sat on the edge of it pulling Bulma to him. She sat in between his legs
"Where?" he asked running his warm lips through the exposed skin of her shoulders. Bulma shrugged
"We can go home. I'll call Lucy and tell her to cook something up- hey!" she snapped "we can have lunch with my dad that way you can get to meet him…if he's not too busy" she looked down gloomily. Vegeta kissed her shoulder softly
"What?" he asked noticing her sudden sadness. Bulma rolled her eyes
"It's stupid. My parents are going to Germany tomorrow night, one of their stupid Corporation meetings. I haven't seen my dad in like a week and a half and now he's leaving again-"
"So you're home alone?" asked Vegeta sexily. Bulma smacked his arm around her
"Vegeta! I'm trying to talk to you about something important-"
"You're so uptight woman. It's just a joke" he said
"It better be!" Bulma exclaimed
"So you're not seeing your father" Vegeta urged her to continue
"I'm not gonna see him in like forever. It can so turn into a month kind of thing. I mean seriously-"
"You can't do much about it" he cut her off. Bulma stood and faced him so they could meet each other's eyes
"I know that" she said
"Do you?" Vegeta asked making her think. Bulma sighed
"It's conceited of me but I want him to spend time with me too" she said
"He will when he gets back" said Vegeta. Bulma tousled his hard
"I'm sorry. I know my problems aren't even half as bad as yours are-"
"I don't mind" said Vegeta. Bulma caressed his face then embraced him in a warm hug. Vegeta rested his head on her chest feeling a security he had never felt before as she held him close to her for what seemed like hours. It was then he realized that if he needed to trust someone it was her; that if he needed to talk to someone it was her; that if he needed to love someone, although hard to believe, it was her. He had neglected the need to do these for so long; the thought of even accepting he had someone now was weird. It was too scary for him to handle…
Change of Scene: Goku and Krillin are at Goku's house watching TV while eating a fair quantity of junk food…
"Hey, uh, I wanted to talk to you about something" Krillin spoke up. Goku nod
"Sure man. What's up?" he asked with interest. Krillin sighed
"You know how 18 and I got back together-"
"You're breaking up with her? Dude! This is like the millionth time. I suggest you don't get back together, ever, I mean that's just me-"
"Man she's accusing me of talking to this other girl. I've told her I'm not and she just refuses to believe me. It's driving me crazy-"
"Well are you talking to other girls?" Goku asked. Krillin seemed kind of anxious which indicated that he probably was
"I made out with Marron yesterday" he confessed. Goku fell back (anime style)
"Are you serious? But why'd you-"
"Goku, you don't understand. She's so kind and thoughtful-"
"When did this happen?" Goku asked alarmed "where did you guys meet and talk-"
"The day I injured my knee 18 told Marron to stay with me because she had other things to do" said Krillin. Goku sighed
"Man oh man. 18 better not find out about this-"
"She won't but I think I'm breaking up with her to be with Marron-"
"WHAT!" Goku fell backwards again "Krillin have you thought about this? Everybody knows about you and 18. Everyone knows she's your girl. You can't just break up with her and be with a different girl the next day-"
"Come on Goku. Do you honestly think she'll care? She never calls, I have to call her. She never has time to go out with me, I have to plan two weeks ahead to make sure we'll have a night for ourselves. I'm tired of her 'squeezing' me into her schedule. If she doesn't have time for me she doesn't have time for a relationship, period. I can't take this anymore. When someone that cares comes along its hard caring for someone that doesn't and 18 doesn't care" Krillin said. Goku sighed
"Have you talked to her about this?" he asked. Krillin nodded
"About a million times. We always end up in these huge fights. She says I'm selfish and completely unconscious but what she's really doing is turning things around so she can be the victim. And I can't take it anymore. This stuff fucks me up too" he said. Goku shrugged
"Well man. It's your choice. All you gotta do is tell her" he said. Krillin nodded
"I know how to do that. What I don't know is how to deal with Marron. I don't want her to get hurt. 18 is a very revengeful person and if she ever finds out-"
"Just don't be with Marron for the moment. Cool the engine for a while before starting it again"
"Sure. Thanks man"
"No problem…"
Change of Scene
"Mom, I'm home" Bulma shouted her voice echoing through the large waiting room downstairs as her and Vegeta entered. Out of the living room to the left her father came out. Bulma gasped
"Dad!" she exclaimed "well it's been forever!" she said with sarcasm. Her dad stared at Vegeta suspiciously
"Surely. How are you…well what have you… I'm sorry but I can't help to wonder who this is" he kept staring at Vegeta. Bulma caressed Vegeta's arm
"Well you've been missing for so long. You don't even know" she said with irony "this is Vegeta. He's my boyfriend" she turned to Vegeta
"This is my dad" she introduced. Both Vegeta and Dr. Briefs shared a wary look. The woman was worth the same to both of them even when their love for her was different. The older man loved her dearly and would fall apart if someone dared to harm her; she was the best thing in his life along with her mother and his wife. The young rebel cared for her more than he cared for anything else; he was decided to pursue vengeance had somebody hurt her. She was the best thing going on in his life right now and probably would be for a long time
"Well" Bulma broke the silence "now that you've met I'm going to take Vegeta on a tour around the house. Whenever you're not busy we can talk father" she said again with sarcasm dragging Vegeta up the stairs with her. Dr. Briefs watched them go thinking of a good way to make it up to his daughter. It was clear enough she was mad…
Bulma closed the door to her bedroom behind her resting her back against it. Vegeta's lips were all over her in a second, seductively, her neck was his target. He tasted the soft skin slowly enjoying every second of it. She cupped his face in her hands then pulled it up to where their eyes could meet. Their lips locked in a kiss, a kiss so soft and ardent they felt in an entirely different world; a world where the only two people existing was them two. Their minds were not clear about the kind of love they felt but they knew the strong bond was there…and so was a different kind of love…
End of Ch. 9. What do you think! Sorry if the characters overall didn't have much to do in this chapter…. It was mainly Bulma and Vegeta but I promise, next chapters have good stuff coming up. Please tell me if you think I'm over exaggerating when it comes to 'love & cheesiness'. I will open a bid now for all my fans out there, without whom I would practically have no purpose of writing this story, and it consists on the following: I want you to tell me what I should make better (longer, shorter, more detailed, less detailed, etc…you get the idea! ) and/or what you would like to see more in the next, upcoming chapters. I will appreciate if you guys are as honest as possible (no hard feelings) remember this is only going to make me better, ok? And I love you all! Don't think I'll be mad if you're honest! I will really appreciate this, please review and have in mind the proposition. Thank you so much for the support you've given to the story. Hope you guys stay tuned for the next chapter which will be coming out soon! Take Care!
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