Chapter 2 – Resurrected feelings

"So let me get this straight. You want me to take over Capsule corp. for a few weeks while you and mom are off on vacation?"

"Pretty much. I have faith in you honey. Besides you've done it with me before so you know what to do"

"But-"

"Ah, no buts. Consider this as work experience."

This was not happening!! "And when do I have to start?"

"Today"

"Dad are you nuts!!! Today is my birthday!!"

"I know, this is my present to you, you are far too smart and I know you are capable of running a company. Besides you don't have to do much. Just make sure everything here is in order"

Well in that case it shouldn't be so bad. Bulma nodded in defeat and walked out of the meeting room. Her parents did deserve a vacation, but of all the times they could have gone they had to pick her 18th birthday.

"I know that you are upset that we're not here for your birthday party but it's not like we would be of much help. You young people these days don't want to be seen with your parents" He laughed and hugged his daughter.

Bulma smiled, "Well just for the record, I wouldn't have minded so much"

"Well, your mum and I will be off later on in the evening. Have fun and keep the house in one peace please"

"Will do"

With that he left and headed towards the lab downstairs while Bulma quickly called Chichi and walked to the living room.

"Hey Chi, is everyone ready for tonight?"

"Yeh pretty much. I'm just at the mall shopping with Goku. He's been complaining about food since we got here and I have no more money left to buy any and you know he's always broke so….You have any food at home?"

Bulma laughed, "Always. You wanna come over?"

"Yeh pretty much plus I got 18 her dress, so tell her to come over at your place. We should be there in an hour"

"Okay then. Later"

She placed her phone on the kitchen counter and started to stack up the food that Goku was going to eat. Good Kami that boy could EAT!!

- - -

"Hey 18, yeah she got the dress. You off from work?"

"Yes, I should be down at yours in about half an hour"

"Cool. Is your brother coming?"

"Yeah, I'm picking him up right now"

"Cool, see you in a few"

As soon as she hanged up the doorbell rang. ((Must be Goku and Chichi)).

Unfortunately it was the last person she wanted to see on her birthday or any other day to be honest. "What are you doing here?"

"Well I came to wish you happy birthday"

"Gee, thanks" she slammed the door in his face and walked back to the kitchen. That boy had nerve, what was his problem!!

"Bulma!! C'mon open the door!! Why are you being like this!!! I just want to talk"

Maybe she was being childish. After all they were over and there was no reason for them to argue, but what he did to her still stung. "Ow what the hell", how bad could it be to face him again.

She opened the door and let him in. She placed the stack of sandwiches for Goku on the kitchen counter and grabbed one for herself.

"So what do you want?"

He sat on the sofa, looking for the right words to say to her. "I…..I missed you babe"

Bulma wasn't surprised, it sounded so fabricated. So typical of Yamcha. "That's good to know Yamcha. But let me make one thing clear to you. Me and you are over. It is never going to work out so spare me your pitiful attempts and act like a man for once".

"Okay, fine. I'm sorry. I was a total jerk okay. A total idiot, whatever. But is there anything wrong in me trying to make things better?!! I mean c'mon, just give me a fucking chance here. Since I came back you've been giving me the cold shoulder. I know I was wrong and I deserve all this but it has to stop. I'm back for good and I would appreciate it if you talked to me"

He stood from the sofa and walked towards her, stopping just a few inches apart from her. "Please, we had something good-"

"Don't Yamcha. It's over between us. If you want we can try to be friends but that's all I'm offering"

But Yamcha had always been stubborn and before Bulma knew what was happening his lips were on hers. Bulma's eyes widened, he was pushing it for real this time and the fact that Vegeta was around the house scared her even more. What would he do if he found Yamcha kissing her? He would certainly pound the shit out of him.

She quickly tried to push him away but he resisted and kept her in place. ((Dammit, he still thinks I'll give in to him. What a jerk))

"Hey Woman, is there any food l…….left" He mumbled something incoherent and stared daggers at Yamcha. Before Bulma could even stop him Vegeta had Yamcha pinned to the wall with a death grip on his throat. "What the hell is going on here!!?"

Yamcha was struggling to breathe already and as much as she hated him she didn't want him dead.

"Vegeta stop!! You're hurting him"

"That's the point" he stared at Yamcha with a deadly smirk on his features. "Next time you think of kissing my girl remember that I won't go as easy on you" he hissed, before throwing him to the floor. Already dreading the lecture he would get from Bulma, while she helped Yamcha up and gave him a glass of water.

"Vegeta, we need to talk" He ignored her and made his way to the couch.

Bulma mentally counted to 5….

"Fine"

She smirked and dragged him upstairs to her room. She closed the door and faced him with an all too familiar look on her face. She was pissed.

"There was no reason for that Vegeta!! You almost killed him"

"No I didn't, I just chocked him a little"

"That is not the point!!!" She placed her hands on her hips and regarded him warily. "Sometimes you worry me"

This was unexpected. "Bulma you're saying it as if he didn't do anything wrong. He was kissing you!! What, did you expect me to just walk past and say, 'Hey how's it going. Don't mind me'"

"I didn't say that"

"Well what 'are' you saying Bulma?!" He looked pissed, and dealing with a pissed Vegeta wasn't what she needed right now.

"Vegeta, calm down. Look I didn't say what he did was right but there was no need to almost choke him to death"

"Fine. I'm sorry" He obviously didn't mean it but she had too many other things to do to concern herself with his stubbornness.

Bulma walked towards him and hugged him. Kami knew she loved him, even when he was being impossible. "Love you"

"I know" he smirked. "So how does it feel to be 18?"

"I feel old"

He laughed.

"And what, prey tell, is funny about that?!!"

"You women place too much importance on age"

"Like you, men, would understand"

He kissed her neck and smiled to himself. "You know, why don't you just cancel the party and let us have a party of our own right here. Huh?"

"As inviting as that sounds I'm afraid no can do"

"Well, you can't blame a man for trying"

"Yeah…" She looked into his coal black eyes and smiled. She knew he wanted her, his eyes spoke volumes, but she had other things to do…..right?

"Gosh I've got so much to do today. Goku, Chichi, 18 and her brother are coming over soon"

"Uhm hmmm"

"'Geta you listening to me?"

"No"

She giggled, "C'mon. I have to get a few things sorted out"

"Me too" he smirked and locked the door.

"Vegeta!! I'm serious"

"Don't worry it won't take long. I promise"

"Yamcha is just downstairs and people are coming over"

"He'll open the door for them"

"But-"

"No buts" he smirked and laid her on her bed.

He removed his t-shirt to reveal his muscled body. Every inch of him seemed absolutely perfect, from his solid pecks to his abdomen. Bulma could only stare, her eyes telling him just how much she wanted this.

He helped her remove her top staring appreciatively at her womanly features.

Her body wanted him more than anything and although she was a smart woman Bulma decided to switch off her brain just for once and let her body to the talking.

Vegeta couldn't help but grin at her. "Hmm, that's more like it"

He gently moved closer to her with an ever present grin on his face, whilst never taking his eyes off her. He gently bent down to kiss her neck softly, loving the way her skin felt against his mouth. Warm and soft. His hands slowly moved to her thighs and remained there as he continued to kiss her neck, occasionally biting and nibbling on the soft flesh. He smirked when he heard Bulma sigh in pleasure. It made him want her even more, but as much as he wanted to make this quick like he promised he felt like taking his time and giving her everything he had.

"Vegeta please….."

He smiled but ignored her pleas. He had other things in mind right now. He slowly placed a trail of kisses from her neck moving unto her chest…

"Wait…"

"What? Something wrong?"

"Vegeta, maybe we should wait until later okay?"

He looked at her puzzled, had he done something wrong? He gently moved away from her and sat up on the bed. Slowly running his hand through his hair he watched as she stood up from the bed and picked up her top.

"You gonna tell me what's wrong woman?"

She turned to him while she put on her top and smiled. "Look, nothing's wrong. I just don't have the time for this right now. I almost got carried away……" she sighed, "….what will I do with you"

He grinned and gently sat up from the bed. Bulma placed a gentle kiss on his soft lips. "I better head downstairs and get things ready"

He nodded and kissed her, his tongue gently exploring her mouth. His kisses had always made her weak. It was something she still couldn't quite describe, just like their lovemaking. He made her feel things that she had never felt with any other guy she had been with.

"'Geta….." she whispered.

He groaned and let her go. "Fine. I'll be down in a few"

She smiled and left, leaving Vegeta to get dressed on his own.

- - -

Yamcha sat in the kitchen still holding his swollen neck. Vegeta was definitely someone he shouldn't be messing with but getting Bulma back was his main concern. ((I've gotta get her back somehow I just can't let that bastard have my Bulma)).

He walked to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water and poured it in his cup. He sighed. How was he supposed to get Bulma back with the way he had just acted a few minutes ago? ((Shit……what was I thinking!!?!))

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway near the staircase. He waited in silence until Bulma made her way to the kitchen. Her happy expression suddenly changed to an angry one.

He winced when he saw the cold look she sent him. Bulma silently made her way to where he was sitting and glared at him. His best choice was to remain silent and let her do the talking.

"That was so typical of you Yamcha!! Why can't you understand that I am not the same girl you screwed with a year ago??! Why are you even here? You are not welcome in my house. I tried to accept your apology and keep what little was left of our friendship intact but you continue to insist that there is something between us. Well let me make it clear to you" she moved closer as he stood up, "there is absolutely 'NOTHING' between us!!"

Yamcha sighed, still silent. He had nothing to say, the words weren't coming. She was right. He had thought that by kissing her she would end up giving into him like usual but none of that seemed possible right now.

He looked her in the eyes for as long as he could before silently making his way to the door. Bulma watched him leave with shock; she hadn't expected him to just give up like that.

"Yamcha……" she whispered. Suddenly her anger towards him had gone out of the window leaving her vulnerable against the old feelings that were building up inside her.

Before he opened the door he turned to look at her and smiled. "I'm sorry…….I know it's not enough but…….I wish things could be different…." He opened the door and left capsule corp. ((Dammit Bulma, why did you have to move on now that I have finally realised how much I love you……))

Bulma stood in the kitchen wandering why she had felt so bad, after all he deserved what he got. Right? She sighed and decided to dismiss thoughts of Yamcha. It was her 18th birthday and by Kami she was going to enjoy it to the fullest.

Vegeta made his way down the stairs and walked towards the kitchen eyeing the pile of sandwiches on the table.

"Where's Yamcha?"

Bulma tensed, she hadn't realised he was there. "Erm……he left"

"Hmmm…." He walked to the kitchen table and picked a sandwich. "I hope you made more sandwiches because I don't think this will be enough for me and Goku alone"

"Oh Vegeta go make your own sandwiches. I'm not in the mood. Besides Chichi will be over soon, you'll be able to eat more than just sandwiches"

Vegeta continued to eat; occasionally glancing at Bulma while she stared outside the kitchen window. Something was wrong with her and his instincts told him that it had something to do with Yamcha. He couldn't help but wonder if she was truly over the idiot.

To be continued………