Hi everybody! I'm back for chapter…16??? Hey, ya know what…I just realized that I have 77 reviews! I had no idea! Lol. Thank you guys sooo much! I think for this chapter I'll do the individual thank-you's, just because I'm sooo happy!
ss-kat10: Thank you so much! I really don't know what to say. –blushes- You're so nice. I'm really trying to get the chapters out much sooner than I have, and I really think it's coming along nicely. Thanks again for the great review!
Joelie the Messenger of Death: I dunno. I think it might be kinda funny if Elmer Fudd caught Bugs Bunny, because he probably wouldn't know what to do with him once he caught him. Lol. Bugs would probably just escape and they would start the chasing all over again. (Don't worry about the spelling, Spell Check is sent from God.) Lol. I always laugh when I see your "signature".
t2i2n2a: Yeah, Brooke is supposed to be kinda…weird like that. Lol. You thought she was gone, didn't you? Nope! Vegeta's dad is pretty mean, too, but…you always have to have a bad guy (or two or three). I was kinda surprised myself at how much Squid did seem like Vegeta. Lol. Thank you so much for the great review!
Shades of Crimson: I really don't know what to say, except I decided not to put in a lemon. Lol. I don't know how many times I tried to write one, but it just didn't work! Oh well. I'm sure you've just been itching to read this chapter, since you know a little more than everybody else about what's going to happen. Thanks a lot! Hope to talk to you again, soon.
Suicide-greeting: Thanks! I really don't know how much Bulma/Vegeta action I can put in this chapter seeing as it might mess up the plot. I'm sorry I didn't put as much as you like in the previous chapters, but…I'll try not to disappoint you this time. Sorry about that, and thanks again for the review.
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Chapter 16 – Complications!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was about 7:00 when the six teenagers entered the large, crowded pizzeria. They all looked about them in awe.
"I guess we're not the only ones who decided to come here," Chichi mumbled.
A tall girl with long, brown hair and a black apron tied around her waist came and led them to a small booth in the corner.
Bulma climbed in first on one side, followed, of course, by Vegeta, and Goku on the end.
18 sat in the corner on the other side, followed by Krillin and Chichi on the end.
"So guys, what are we gonna get?" Goku asked happily, rubbing his large hands together.
"How about we all split a large pizza?" 18 suggested.
Chichi glanced at her boyfriend eyeing the menu as if it was to be his next meal. "How about we," she motioned to the two other girls, Krillin, and herself, "split a large pizza, and they," she pointed to Vegeta and Goku, "get whatever they want."
"Good call, Chi," Bulma winked.
Vegeta looked up, "Where is the damn waitress," he growled.
"Vegeta, she's busy. Look at all the people in here," Bulma scolded.
"Well, she'd better hurry up, I'm starved," he mumbled.
Bulma looked at him with wide eyes, "That's not a good sign."
Krillin, meanwhile, was busy glancing at his watch, then at the menu, then looking around for the waitress, then looking at his watch again.
"Do you have somewhere to go, cue ball?" 18 asked, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"Uhh…no, I just…"
"What time is she supposed to call," Bulma asked sarcastically.
"What? Who? I don't know what you're talking about!" Krillin replied, quickly.
"Relax, Krillin, it was a joke," Chichi smiled.
He laughed nervously, "Yeah, I knew that."
The girl finally returned to take their order, but was a bit overwhelmed by the amount of food they requested.
"Okay," she said nervously, "You want one large pizza and you two want…" she paused, reviewing what she had written on the small piece of paper in her hand, "27 extra large pizzas?"
They all nodded and she strode away, a look of disbelief on her face.
"So…" Bulma asked trying to sound nonchalant, "What's new with you guys?"
Chichi immediately spoke up with a dreamy sigh, "Goku and I…made love last night," she said, her hands clutched together near her heard.
18 shrugged, "So, what's so special about that?"
Chichi gave her one of those how-stupid-can-you-be looks. "Making love is different from just having sex," she explained.
"How?" Vegeta mumbled.
"Uhh, well—I…"she sputtered before taking a deep breath, "Well…it's just different."
Bulma sighed, "Typical," but thoughts were swirling around in her head, and by the time their food came, she had made a decision.
Once they finished, they split the bill and the three couples went their separate ways.
Bulma insisted that they go to Vegeta's place, for a reason she would only disclose as 'a secret'.
They reached the large building and she grasped his hand, pulling him inside with a smile.
Once they were both inside, she locked the door.
She spun around, pushing him against the door as she began to kiss him passionately.
His hands roamed her body as both his and her breathing became accelerated.
"Vegeta, I'm ready," she breathed.
"Woman, are you sure you want to do this?" He panted between kisses.
She closed her eyes, "I think it's time. I—I…" He paused to look into her eyes.
"Don't hurt me," She whispered.
He nodded as he scooped her up in his arms, carried her into the bedroom, and carefully laid her down on the bed.
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Bulma opened her eyes, slowly, taking in the sight of her surroundings. For a moment she was startled, this wasn't her room! Then, all the events of the previous night came back to her.
A slight smile grazed her lips as she thought about it…her first time. She had to admit she felt different, but that was probably to be expected.
She thought of how gentle he seemed to be. She had expected it to be more…rough. She sighed as she thought of it; a full night of complete, raw pleasure. She was drowned in ecstasy and lust.
She tried to imagine what her parents would say, or if they would even care. She tried to imagine what Chichi and 18 would say if they ever found out. Then, she tried to imagine what he would say, or if he would even care.
She had no doubt he wouldn't. He was the first of many girls before her, why should she be any different? She wondered why he had stayed with her so long, but then, she thought, it didn't matter.
She turned over and was pleasantly surprised to find that he was still lying in the bed. She had half expected that he would be gone, but, it was Sunday, she reminded herself, they could both sleep in.
She caressed his cheek with the back of her hand; smiling at how peacefully he slept. She kissed his lips lightly and arose, stalking to the bathroom.
She looked at herself in the mirror, giving herself a mental pep talk. It's okay, Bulma. You're fine. You don't look any different from yesterday. There's nothing different, except…now you're not a virgin anymore.
She undressed, and after a very long, very refreshing shower, she wrapped a towel around herself and raided his closet. She found a pair of his boxers, some baggy sweat pants and a t-shirt.
She went to the bathroom to put them on, but found it already occupied.
"Vegeta, I need to use the bathroom," she wined.
He threw open the door, unclothed and dripping from the shower (A/N: --Drools--)
She turned away, "Gosh, Vegeta, put some clothes on," she said.
"Please, woman, it's not like it's anything you haven't seen before."
She grabbed his clothes and dashed into the bathroom.
When she came out he wasn't in the room.
She sighed and sat down on the bed. She felt so…different.
Vegeta came back into the room and found her. "Are you hungry, woman?"
She got up, "No, I'm okay. I should be going, though. I guess I'll see you later."
She gathered up her things and walked out the door without a second look back.
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Sorry guys, no lemon. My lemons would probably suck, though, so you'd probably like it better this way than having to endure my horrible lemon. Lol.
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"You should get a pregnancy test," Chichi suggested, as the threesome were walking down the hall the next day at school.
"I'm not pregnant, Chi, it was only my first time," Bulma replied, rolling her eyes at her friend.
"It only takes one time, you know," Chichi said, grimly.
"Chichi," Bulma looked right at her, "I'm not pregnant!"
Courtney was by their side immediately. "You're pregnant?"
"NO!"
Courtney sniffed and started to walk away.
"How long do you think it will take for this one to be all over the school," 18 mumbled.
"Are you absolutely positive you're not pregnant?" Chichi asked Bulma.
"Are youabsolutely positive you're not pregnant?" Bulma snapped.
"Yes!"
"How do you know?"
"This isn't about me," Chichi replied calmly, "it's about you. I can't believe you didn't use protection, though," she mumbled.
Bulma was really getting tired of this, "Chichi, I would know if I was pregnant, trust me!"
Chichi huffed as they entered the classroom. Bulma paused when she saw Vegeta. She didn't know if she should act different, or just be normal. Should she say something to him? She shook her head; she was being ridiculous.
She sat down in her seat and glanced at Vegeta. Their eyes met for a moment before Bulma turned away. She was feeling a little queasy. She laid her head on her desk and closed her eyes, just for a moment.
"Ms. Briefs? Did you not get enough sleep last night?" She heard the teacher's voice.
"She didn't get any sleep last night," came Vegeta's smug reply.
"Oh, and why is that?"
Her eyes snapped open and she gave Vegeta a pleading look.
She could tell he wanted to say something, but he didn't.
The tall, thin man stood, a look of accomplishment and triumph on his face as he began to teach the day's lesson.
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Two months went by and Bulma was sure that something wasn't right. She felt different, and…she just knew something was wrong.
Finally, Chichi and 18 persuaded her to go to the doctor, and she agreed, but they had to accompany her.
"Are you ready, B?" 18 asked solemnly as the pulled up to the large medical building.
Bulma took a deep breath and the three of them walked into the building, arm in arm.
Bulma and 18 sat down while Chichi went to tell the nurse she was there. They waited for a few minutes before the nurse called them.
"Bulma Briefs?" She asked. Bulma stood up. Chichi and 18 nodded for her to go.
She walked with the nurse through the door.
Chichi and 18 waited for what seemed like hours until Bulma reappeared. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she was sniffling.
She placed some money on the counter and walked out. Chichi and 18 glanced at each other before running out after her.
"Bulma, what happened? What did the doctor say?" 18 asked frantically.
Tears had started to flow down her cheeks as she climbed into the car. Chichi and 18 got in after her. They both looked straight at her.
"Bulma, what did they say?" Chichi asked, more forcefully this time.
"H—he said—" She started to say something, but couldn't get it out. She choked on the words as they formed in her throat.
A fresh wave of tears fell from her eyes as she tried again. "The doctor said, I—"
She paused to catch her breath, making sure they could understand her every word.
"He said I'm…okay."
She knew it was a lie the minute the words left her mouth. She wasn't okay, and she knew it, but…she just couldn't bring herself to relate what she knew to be the truth…not even to her best friends.
Chichi and 18 both smiled.
"But what about…you know. All the stuff that's happened," Chichi questioned.
"He said it's…normal." Another lie.
"That's great!" 18 said.
Seeing that Bulma was in no condition to drive, 18 climbed into the drivers seat and started the engine.
Bulma glanced out the window as they pulled out of the parking lot. A million things were going through her head. One of the first things was what Chichi had said.
"You should get a pregnancy test."
"It only takes one time."
"Are you absolutely positive you're not pregnant?"
She should've listened, but now, now it was too late.
When she got home, Bulma went straight to her room. There were lots of things she had to think about.
She debated whether or not to tell Vegeta. He would probably want to know. But then again, it might be better if he didn't know. She finally decided not to tell him, at least not right now.
She wondered whether or not she should keep going to school. People would definitely get suspicious if all of a sudden she stopped going to school. Then again, she figured a lot of them already suspected something was going on. She just wasn't herself lately.
"Why me?" She wondered aloud. "Why does this have to happen to me?"
She could feel the tears stinging the back of her eyes, but she refused to cry. She had to be strong. She knew this was only the beginning. It would be hell for her from here on out, she knew.
She kept blinking so as to hold back the tears that threatened to overflow. She sat down on her bed, not knowing what to do.
"Bulma, honey, I ordered us some sushi, and I thought maybe you might—"
"I can't," Bulma replied.
"Oh, honey, what's wrong?" Her mother asked, sitting down on the bed beside her and placing an arm about her shoulders.
She tried her hardest not to cry, but she couldn't hold back the tears any longer. She buried her face in her mother's expensive sweater and she cried.
Mrs. Briefs wrapped both arms about her and rubbed her back, rocking back and forth until her daughter's sobs turned into small hiccups.
"Now, tell me what's wrong, honey."
Bulma looked into her mother's eyes, her own filled with tears.
She couldn't tell her mother; she would never understand.
"Bulma, I want you to tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing's wrong, mom," Bulma replied, rising from the bed and standing to gaze out the glass doors of her balcony.
She realized, for the first time that it was raining. She watched in amazement that such small, insignificant droplets of rain could soak everything.
"Obviously something is wrong, dear, now I want you to tell me what," her mother demanded.
"I told you nothing is wrong!"
"Alright. Well, there's some sushi downstairs if you want some." Mrs. Briefs said, turning to leave.
"I—I can't eat sushi," the girl said slowly.
She was raised an eyebrow. "You can't eat sushi?"
Bulma shook her head. She sank to the floor as the room began to spin all around her. She felt horrible.
"Bulma, are you alright?" Her mother asked.
The girl nodded as her mother came to help her up. She felt like she was going to throw up.
She dashed to the bathroom.
After a few minutes she returned, sitting on the bed once again.
"I'm pregnant," she whispered.
Her mother just smiled, "Are you sure?"
She nodded.
They were quiet for a moment before her mother asked, "Does your father know?"
Bulma shook her head. Her mother just smiled, as she sat next to her daughter and embraced her.
Bulma was so confused; her mother was so unpredictable. She yelled at her just because of who she was dating, but she didn't yell at her when she was pregnant with his child?
"Vegeta's the father?"
Bulma nodded, solemnly.
"Does he know?"
She shook her head, "I haven't told him."
"Are you going to?"
She shrugged, "I—I don't know yet."
"Why aren't you yelling at me," Bulma questioned. "Don't get me wrong, I don't mind, but…"
Her mother smiled as her gaze shifted to nowhere in particular, "Because I know what it's like," she said quietly.
They were both quiet for a moment until Mrs. Briefs spoke up.
"I can heat up some of the macaroni from last night if you want that."
"No thanks," Bulma replied, "I'm okay. I'll probably just go to bed."
"Okay." She rose from her seat on the bed. "Goodnight."
Bulma bid her mother goodnight and climbed under the safety of her blankets.
She lay there in her bed, just thinking for about an hour before she finally drifted off to sleep.
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Well, that's it. Hope you liked it. Wanna know something? I did this whole chapter in one night! Wow! Well, like my brother always says: The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese. Lol.
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