Yamcha's Story

Who
Yamcha

What
Most people don't know the story of what happened between them. I don't think they understand my part in it at all. I mean how could something like this happen. I think most people think of her running to him with tears in her eyes because of me. But that's not how it happened at all. As if I would ever try to hurt her. Truth is I was bored with it all when it happened. I'll tell you the story just so you know how it really went down.

Yes this is the story of how I, Yamcha, allowed two selfish backstabbing people to go their own way. I am the real reason why they are together.

Why
I subconsciously allowed Bulma Briefs and Vegita get together. I guess before I tell you how, I should tell you why. Why would I let my girlfriend Bulma briefs and Vegita enjoy a lovey dovey life together. Sure any normal man's pride wouldn't allow for it. Any normal man's pride would reclaim the woman. Aside from the fact that Vegita could kill me, I had my reasons.

I had my intuitions about the situation early on.

I could tell he wanted her from the start though I couldn't put my finger on it. When that kid came and told us our future was doomed, Bulma said she was fighting back. It was so cute how she did that. I noticed that Vegita had been eyeing her like he was thinking about something. When she looked up at him and caught his eyes, he didn't back away. She didn't seem intimidated at all. I didn't like this scene one bit.

I wanted to teach him a lesson so I wrapped my arms around her and told her I'd be able to protect her from the oncoming android threat. Sure Vegita might have wanted to kill me and could easily do it, but there were so many witnesses. Goku being the most intimidating of them.

In that moment, it was enough to see Vegita retreat in such a huff. It was priceless. This wasn't, however, enough to confirm my newly forming intuition, that he wanted my girl, Bulma Briefs. Wasn't his nose always stuck in the air talking about how much more wonderful Saiyans were than humans. Why would he want her if she was, as he often put it, a weakling human. If they were so wonderful, how come the smartest girl on the planet thought I was better than any stinkin' Saiyan. These thoughts subsided any growing concerns I had. But I didn't realize that those looks they were exchanging were lusty glances riddled with the pain of impossible desire. I am sure they would have gotten it on right then and there if there weren't other people there. Just thinking about it disgusts me.

But that was my assurance. That she liked me more than him and that he was too stupid and stuck on his Saiyan high horse to ever want the most beautiful wonderful girl on this planet. Maybe he was attracted but he wouldn't touch. And if he touched or tried to, it wouldn't be for keeps.

I didn't know then that they would both stab me in the back. In retrospect, wrapping my arms around her probably was a mistake. Possession of a woman, hated by women, aggravation to other males. This, I believe, and what I did next served to be the agitation that pushed Vegita to want her more.

I found out Vegita was going to be staying with the Briefs family again. His presence was a little intimidating so I didn't want to be around much. When I came in and he was around I left immediately.

Even still, the possibility of his wanting Bulma, I couldn't let go unanswered.

Like a fool, I had confidence in Bulma so I let the situation play out. Bulma would be better at crushing him than I could on my own I told myself. I thought that if I wasn't so close she would probably talk about me constantly. That would be sure to let him know she was mine. So I kept my distance also for this reason to get Bulma to pine over me in his presence.

The whole plan eventually backfired in my face.

When
When did I know everything was falling apart? I could just isolate it to two different experiences but there were several hints along the way. Even though I was off "training" I wasn't that far and was always within spying distance.

The first thing that I saw was Vegita and his speed training around Bulma. He rarely did it and when he did, he usually was in the GR or did it over very long distances. How convenient for him to take a stroll outside when she was around. I hadn't quite figured it out yet.

I also noticed was that Bulma spent more and more time in her lab. When she did emerge from the lab she was always handing off something to Vegita or making adjustments to the GR. She only once invented something for me. If she was working so hard for him, it made me feel… well, like a joke. I didn't want to appreciate anything she did if it was just a joke. Nothing was clear, in terms of what was going on behind the scenes.

There were really only two things that fell just shy of spelling the entire thing out for me. The first experience was my encounter with Vegita. He had just showed up at my training spot. A spot I thought was well hidden. I froze with fear for a moment. For a moment I thought I saw the same look in his eye before he killed me way back then, but everything about his demeanor was different. Instead of attacking me, he did something so totally out of character. He flipped on Bulma's droids, destroyed one easily and left me with the rest. He left with a smirk on his face I could tell. I could also tell that he was very much interested in Bulma because he never gave a moment of his training to prove any point for anyone. And here he was so interested in my training. This was when I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he wanted Bulma.

The droids worked me to the core. I was embarrassed that I couldn't handle them as well. Maybe Bulma wasn't taking me as a joke. With this renewed confidence and the knowledge that Vegita truly was after my girl, I found myself with the want to drive Vegita insane with jealousy. I decided I would use Bulma's own jealousy to taunt Vegita. If she would pine over and worry over me it would be the final nail to the coffin of this ridiculous notion of him being with her. The way I did it ended up being the second thing that let me know it was all down hill for me, your beloved dessert bandit.

So my bright idea was that I would tell her that someone else was coming around asking about me. It was simple. Now I wouldn't tell her I was cheating or anything, but the threat that others were wanting a piece of this action should have sent her clinging to my arms. This was why I was so utterly shocked when she didn't. It was just barely passing thought for her, not even a concern. Right then was when I figured it out. I don't know how I figured it out, but I did. She didn't outright say, hey I want Vegita, yet I knew that somehow she wanted to get jiggy with that evil alien monkey. I know I know. It doesn't even make sense, I'm much more better looking and plus I have the right amount of "badness" without going schizoid evil.

As you can imagine, this was not very good. Both of them wanted each other and here I was the only obstacle that screamed sanity in the way.

How
I found out my previous plans weren't really helping me. I wasn't really teaching Vegita any lesson and I wasn't making Bulma love me anymore. I really wanted to salvage what little we had left so I stuck around. Perhaps that dwindling love she had for me would resurface like before.

So I showed up that fateful day. Vegita was still in the GR and I wanted to spend some time with my girlfriend. I really don't know how long he was in there or anything. I do remember the explosion and the look washing over Bulma's face when she recognized where it was coming from.

She ran to him and I went after. She rummaged through the rubble for him and he popped up saying he was all right. She was relieved instantly and then shouted at him for blowing up a part of the house. Really, she was more interested in him than the house. She just didn't want to be that obvious. He passed out and the worry on her face resurfaced.

The fact that she could feel so much emotion for the guy that killed me, would have killed her… someone who didn't have one righteous bone in his body, tore me apart. It meant I had no chance whatsoever. Something snapped in me and I decided to just let it happen.

How? You ask. Simple really.

I left.

That's how I got them together. Plain and simple.