DBZ-fan-JESS- I'm really on a roll with this story, and I'm having a lot of
fun with it! I'm really glad you like it! Thanks so much ;)
Shades of Crimson- Hahah I really like the flashbacks, too!! There're great fun. I get to show them when they were young and in love, doing crazy high school stuff! It makes me really proud that I made your day a little better!!! Thank you so much! (huge hugs!) I hope you enjoy this chapter, and the next one is almost finished!!! ;)
Videlchan313- Hiya! You'll find out a little about Tessa in this chapter! ;) I like the flashbacks, too, and I'll talk more about Vegeta's real mom later! Don't worry, they next chapter will be out very soon, too!!! And I finally know what kind of car he's gonna get!!! I want one (cries)!!!!! Thanks a bunches!!! ;)
PunkOnna- Hey, thanks!!! :) All I can say, is I'm very jealous of Trunks! I've decided to give him my favorite car! ;)
Seruleyan-Wings- Hey! (hugs) Boy, do I h ave loads of good stuff on the way for all you guys!!! mu hahahahahaha.... (coughs) yeah, so.. I'll try to more from Trunks POV for ya! Bulma's crankiness won't last forever! Much luv, gal! Thanks for reviewing! ;)
Daisy31- Sorry about the car thing. They get to it in this chapter, but he doesn't actually get the car until chapter 9, so hang in there! :) It's coming up soon, I promise! Thanks!!!! ;)
Lenk- Hi! I'll probably do a flashback of Bulma and Goku in a chapter or two because, in this story, it was a big turning point in Bulma's life. I'll also go into why Bulma doesn't get along with her parents, mother mostly. Bulma and Vegeta's dad will have their little talk, and that is when you'll find out just why she ran away, but not for couple more chapters. Sorry to keep up with all this suspence, but I enjoy it because I'm evil!!! ;) Thanks for reviewing!!!
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Chapter 8: My Old Ferrari...
Radditz placed a heaping plate of panckaes in front of his brother. "You okay?"
Goku shrugged. "I've just been thinking about something Bulma said yesterday at the inn."
"And what would that be?"
"I know she was really upset at the time, what with her big fight with Vegeta and all."
"What fight with Vegeta?" Radditz asked.
"She came over to the farm Tuesday night all upset, and she told me that her and Vegeta got into a fight about Trunks. He wants Trunks to come live with him."
"Wow," Radditz said, leaning against the counter. "No wonder she's been super depressed all week."
"Yeah," Goku replied. "I feel really bad about all this. I want to help her out."
Akira walked out of the back room with a take out box in her hand. She smiled at her brothers. "You guys sure you can handle the place by yourselves?"
"Yes, I'm perfectly capable of running the dinner alone. I've only been working here since I was 10!" Radditz yelled after her as she walked out the door. He laughed. "She was here this morning before I even got here to open up."
Perplexed, Goku turned in his seat to watch his sister cross the road outside. "What in the world was she doing?"
"Baking," he answered with a grin.
"Whoa," he laughed. "She must really like this guy. She only bakes when she's really happy."
"Haha, yeah I know! So, come on. You didn't finish telling me what was wrong with you. Is it Bulma? I thought you were over her," he scolded.
"I am. I have been for years now. It's not her."
"Then who is it?"
"Chichi."
"Chichi?"
Goku stared at his plate of food. "Yeah, Chichi. I like her, but I didn't know she liked me until yesterday. Should I ask her out on a date?"
"Where else are you gonna take her?" Radditz joked.
"Will you be serious?"
"Okay, fine. Look, bro. You're almost thirty-four, it's time to find someone to settle down with, and Ms. Chichi Mau might just be the one for you. I've seen you when you're on your way to take the produce shippment over to the inn. You get all happy and excited. At first I thought it was because you weren't over Bulma, but then I noticed that it happened even on days when I knew she wasn't anywhere near the inn."
"So does this mean I should go for it?"
Radditz slapped him upside the head. "Yes!"
"Ouch! Okay! I'll ask her out."
"Now! Go, now!"
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Keeping his eyes on the road, Vegeta asked, "What were you doing talking to Tessa last night?"
Arthos shrugged, watching the changing autumn leaves as they drove past. "I'm not allowed to?"
"I thought you like Akira."
"I do."
Vegeta sighed irritably. "She's just messing with you. Alyn's told me about how she's out to cause pain after her fiance dumped her at the alter."
"Yeah, well maybe you're just jealous cause a woman was all over me for a change," he shot back.
"Hardly." He turned left, pulling onto main street. "I just think it's crazy that you're not over that wench after all these years. She wouldn't give you the time of day."
"Whatever, Vegeta."
"You're gonna mess this up if you're playing around with that Remminton whore on the side."
His brother laughed. "You're giving me relationship advice? Oh, this is precious! Your still in love with Bulma, and you could have had her back so many times now, but you just keep pushing her away and fighting with her because your afraid that she might be right. That there might have been an actual good reason for her leaving you."
The car screeched to a hault, and Vegeta glared forward. "Get out of the car. Now!"
Arthos unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the door. "Gladly!" He slammed the door closed as soon as he was out and kicked the back quarter panel as Vegeta pulled away. "Ass!"
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Bulma was sitting on her front proch with Akira when Vegeta pulled into the driveway. Akira immediately frowned. "Where the heck is he?" She asked, somewhat peeved.
Bulma shrugged, trying not to look worried. Arthos wasn't a player by any means, at least not to her knowledge. "Maybe he's driving seperately."
"He told me he was riding with Vegeta," Akira said.
Vegeta opened his door and got out of his car slowly. He leaned back inside and grabbed the picinic basket from the backseat. Akira calmed slightly after seeing it, but she was still confused, especially when Vegeta handed her said basket.
"He'll be here in a few minutes," was all he said. "Where's Trunks?"
"He went to pick up Keelin," Bulma replied.
Vegeta had called late last night and told his son that he could bring his best friend along. "I could have picked the girl up."
Akira laughed out loud. "No, you don't know Kee's mother. She's psycho!"
"She never would have let Keelin get into a car with you," Bulma added. "You're a strange man."
A faint ringing filled the air, and Akira jumped up. "That's my house," she yelled, running toward her place.
Bulma sat there quietly for a while before motioning to the spot next to her. "Have a seat."
Vegeta eyed her cautiously before sitting down. "Aren't you supposed to be mad at me still?"
"Probably," she spoke softly. "But I'm not. I've been thinking about what you said the other night after dinner, and you're right."
"I'm not going to ask him to move in with me."
Bulma shook her head. "No, you should. He's your son too, Vegeta, and I've been selfish when it comes to him."
He sighed. "I'm still not going to ask him because I'm not going to be staying here."
"What?!"
Vegeta stared at the sidewalk for a long time. "Something came up back in California, and I have to go back for a while. I'm not sure for how long, and since Trunks was accepted to Worthington, there's no point."
"I see." Bulma felt guilty and relieved all at the same time. "Can we just call a truce? I hate fighting in front of Trunks we have been," she said.
"You were never able to stay mad at me for long," he remarked, smirking at her.
She laughed and leaned against his side, resting her head on his shoulder. "Same with you."
"You'd never allow me to be," he whispered. He wrapped his arm around her waist. "So, were you ever going to tell me about this Yamcha guy?"
"Who told you about him?!" Bulma was suddenly sitting upright again.
Vegeta chuckled. "I saw it on your ID last week in the diner."
"Oh, well we've only been out a couple times. We're still getting to know each other." He nodded distractedly. "So, where is Arthos?"
"I made him walk from the square."
She laughed. "Why?"
"Because he's an idiot. You remember that girl he followed around in high school?"
"The prissy little blond girl? What about her?"
"Tessa Remmington, our old friend Alyn's sister," Vegeta elaborated. "She was dumped at the alter by her fiance, and last night she was all over him."
Bulma glared off into the distance. "So, she was just out to mess with his head."
"Did a good job about it too. If I hadn't picked him up, he wouldn't have came."
"Oh, no. He should have been here by now. What if he caught a bus back to the city? Akira'll be pissed, and trust me. She's not fun when she's pissed off."
"Then I guess it's his loss," Vegeta told her.
"And here I was, thinking they were perfect for each other," Bulma muttered.
"Mom, dad!"
They both looked up and spotted Trunks and Keelin walking across the lawn. "Hey, guys," Bulma greeted.
Trunks stopped right in front of them and frowned. "What's Uncle Arthos doing? He's pacing back and forth on Oak. I was going to interrupt him, but he looked pretty conflicted."
"Majorly conflicted," Keelin cut in. "I think he was muttering to himself."
Trunks nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Kinda freaky."
"He's fine," Vegeta told him. "Are you ready to go?"
The two teens nodded excitedly, and Vegeta turned to Bulma. "Sure you don't want to come along?"
She shook her head with a smile. "I have a date later, and I wanna check to make sure Akira and Arthos make it on their picnic." She jumped up and gave Trunks a hug and quick kiss. "Be good, sweetie."
"Yes, mom."
Vegeta stood up and pulled out his keys. "Let's go then."
"What about cd's, Trunks?" Keelin nudged her best friend. They were both music buffs.
Trunks smirked. "Don't worry. I'm sure my dad has all kinds of cd's in his car."
"Good ones?"
He pulled her toward Vegeta's black Mercedes. "Trust me."
Bulma sighed. "Vegeta."
He stopped and looked back at her. "What?"
"Make sure you're back by 5. I need to talk to you," she told him seriously.
"We'll try."
Bulma fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. "Don't buy him something too flashy or excessively fast!"
Her old boyfriend just gave her his seductive little smirk, that still sent her heart fluttering, and turned back toward his car. "Whatever you say, Bulma. So a Jag is out," he mused loudly. "Lexus it is."
She groaned. "Oh why am I letting you do this?!"
"I could give him my old Ferrari."
"No you can't! You wrecked it," she shouted at him. "I was there!"
"I know. It was your fault I was distracted," he called back.
Bulma stood there, blushing profusely as he flashed her that damn smirk once again and jumped in his car. 'Damn him,' she cursed mentally. 'I realy hate when he does that!'
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"No, Radditz! You go to the hospital now! I'll be right there." Akira hung up the phone and ran out onto her front porch. She had missed the call, and she would have left it go, but her caller ID had said it was from the diner. It had taken her several minutes to get through because Radditz was calling around town trying to find someone to cover the place for him. "B?!"
Bulma looked up. "What's wrong?"
"I have to get to the diner, right now."
"But your date with Arthos. He's just right out back," she started, frowning. "Several streets away."
"No! I can't. Ausrin went into labor."
"But she's not dure for another month?!"
Akira nodded quickly. "I know. I have to run though."
"Got sick of waiting for me, huh?" Arthos spoke up from behind them. He had finally got the nerve to come, and he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"No, Arthos, her sister-in-law just went into labor," Bulma explained. "She has to go to the diner and close up so Radditz can get to the hospital to be with his wife."
"I'll go with you then," he told her, feeling like the biggest jerk in the world now.
"You don't have to," Akira told him.
"I want to."
Bulma pulled out her keys. "Come on. We'll all go. I'll drive."
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"I need those mushrooms, now! The butter's starting to burn away," Chichi yelled.
"Coming, Chi!" Her assistant, Olivia, rushed over and dumped a small bowl of finely chopped mushrooms into the frying pan. "What next?"
"Basil, salt, and garlic mix," Chichi replied, pointing to a green bowl on the other side of the room. "Two teaspoons!"
"Coming right up," Olivia said.
Goku stood in the shadows of the back exit, watching with a grin on his face. He rarely got to see the real Chichi because she always froze up around him. She seemed a little bossy to him, but he enjoyed that in a woman. It was what attracted him to Bulma all those years ago.
Chichi turned off the burner a minute after Olivia put the mix in, and she handed the pan over to her. "Drain whatever juice is left and leave it in a bowl. I can use it to spice up my spaghetti sauce later."
"Okay, Chi. Oh, hey. You have a visitor," Olivia said, pointing to where Goku was standing.
The black haired woman frowned, wondering who could possibly be here, and her eyes almost bugged out when she realized who it was. "Goku! Um, hi," she stuttered. She ran over to a clipboard hanging on the wall. "W-we don't have a shippment today," she told him quickly.
He laughed, placing a hand behind his head. "I didn't mean to startle you, Chichi. I just came by to ask you a quick question."
She gulped and nervously placed the clipboard back in it's rightful place. "What's that? Is something wrong with Monday's shippment because I really need those strawberries. It's for Bulma's birthday," she added.
"No, it's not about that," he laughed. "Can you come outside, where it's a little more private?" He asked her softly.
"Oh, ah. I, um. I have work to do!"
"It'll only take a sec. I promise."
"Go!" Olivia shouted sternly.
"Alright!" Chichi shouted back and stormed past Goku, right out the door.
He followed, closing the door quietly. "Um, I've been thinking about something since yesterday."
"Yeah?"
He nodded. "What Bulma said, about us going out," he started, feeling suddenly nervous. "I'd really like that."
"You what?" She suddenly had the urge to pinch herself!
"I'd like to take you out sometime," he stated again. "Where ever you want to go."
Chichi smiled, causing Goku to hold his breath. She looked so amazing when she smiled like that at him. "Okay."
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"He listens to Radiohead, and Death, and," Keelin paused. "And a bunch of other really cool bands! Why can't I have parents as cool as yours?! He even drives a Mercedes," she whispered.
"Well, he would have brought his other car, but it's only a two-seater. You would have had to sit in the trunk," he told her.
"I'm sure it would have been comfortable," she replied, taking a bite out of her burger.
Trunks laughed. "I doubt there's much luggage space in the Aston Martin."
Poor Keelin almost choked on her burger. "I really envy you right now," she told him. "So, what kind of car do you think you're gonna get?"
"I have no idea," he told her honestly.
"I liked that Lexus," she said.
He shook his head. "It cost thirty-thousand dollars," he told her. "There's no way!"
"And why not? If it's what you want," Vegeta said, sitting down across from them.
Trunks shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't like it anyway."
"What about that white Audi?" Vegeta inquired.
"The convertible one? No, I didn't like that either."
Vegeta stared at his food. "You'll know when you see one. We'll just keep looking."
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Sorry, I'm stopping here! But don't worry!! ;)
Next time: Car shopping continued! We'll finally find out what Trunks picks out, and a little moment with Bulma and Vegeta too! ;) mu hhahahahahahaha!!!!!!!
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PANDORA ;)
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Please reveiw!!!!
Shades of Crimson- Hahah I really like the flashbacks, too!! There're great fun. I get to show them when they were young and in love, doing crazy high school stuff! It makes me really proud that I made your day a little better!!! Thank you so much! (huge hugs!) I hope you enjoy this chapter, and the next one is almost finished!!! ;)
Videlchan313- Hiya! You'll find out a little about Tessa in this chapter! ;) I like the flashbacks, too, and I'll talk more about Vegeta's real mom later! Don't worry, they next chapter will be out very soon, too!!! And I finally know what kind of car he's gonna get!!! I want one (cries)!!!!! Thanks a bunches!!! ;)
PunkOnna- Hey, thanks!!! :) All I can say, is I'm very jealous of Trunks! I've decided to give him my favorite car! ;)
Seruleyan-Wings- Hey! (hugs) Boy, do I h ave loads of good stuff on the way for all you guys!!! mu hahahahahaha.... (coughs) yeah, so.. I'll try to more from Trunks POV for ya! Bulma's crankiness won't last forever! Much luv, gal! Thanks for reviewing! ;)
Daisy31- Sorry about the car thing. They get to it in this chapter, but he doesn't actually get the car until chapter 9, so hang in there! :) It's coming up soon, I promise! Thanks!!!! ;)
Lenk- Hi! I'll probably do a flashback of Bulma and Goku in a chapter or two because, in this story, it was a big turning point in Bulma's life. I'll also go into why Bulma doesn't get along with her parents, mother mostly. Bulma and Vegeta's dad will have their little talk, and that is when you'll find out just why she ran away, but not for couple more chapters. Sorry to keep up with all this suspence, but I enjoy it because I'm evil!!! ;) Thanks for reviewing!!!
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Chapter 8: My Old Ferrari...
Radditz placed a heaping plate of panckaes in front of his brother. "You okay?"
Goku shrugged. "I've just been thinking about something Bulma said yesterday at the inn."
"And what would that be?"
"I know she was really upset at the time, what with her big fight with Vegeta and all."
"What fight with Vegeta?" Radditz asked.
"She came over to the farm Tuesday night all upset, and she told me that her and Vegeta got into a fight about Trunks. He wants Trunks to come live with him."
"Wow," Radditz said, leaning against the counter. "No wonder she's been super depressed all week."
"Yeah," Goku replied. "I feel really bad about all this. I want to help her out."
Akira walked out of the back room with a take out box in her hand. She smiled at her brothers. "You guys sure you can handle the place by yourselves?"
"Yes, I'm perfectly capable of running the dinner alone. I've only been working here since I was 10!" Radditz yelled after her as she walked out the door. He laughed. "She was here this morning before I even got here to open up."
Perplexed, Goku turned in his seat to watch his sister cross the road outside. "What in the world was she doing?"
"Baking," he answered with a grin.
"Whoa," he laughed. "She must really like this guy. She only bakes when she's really happy."
"Haha, yeah I know! So, come on. You didn't finish telling me what was wrong with you. Is it Bulma? I thought you were over her," he scolded.
"I am. I have been for years now. It's not her."
"Then who is it?"
"Chichi."
"Chichi?"
Goku stared at his plate of food. "Yeah, Chichi. I like her, but I didn't know she liked me until yesterday. Should I ask her out on a date?"
"Where else are you gonna take her?" Radditz joked.
"Will you be serious?"
"Okay, fine. Look, bro. You're almost thirty-four, it's time to find someone to settle down with, and Ms. Chichi Mau might just be the one for you. I've seen you when you're on your way to take the produce shippment over to the inn. You get all happy and excited. At first I thought it was because you weren't over Bulma, but then I noticed that it happened even on days when I knew she wasn't anywhere near the inn."
"So does this mean I should go for it?"
Radditz slapped him upside the head. "Yes!"
"Ouch! Okay! I'll ask her out."
"Now! Go, now!"
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Keeping his eyes on the road, Vegeta asked, "What were you doing talking to Tessa last night?"
Arthos shrugged, watching the changing autumn leaves as they drove past. "I'm not allowed to?"
"I thought you like Akira."
"I do."
Vegeta sighed irritably. "She's just messing with you. Alyn's told me about how she's out to cause pain after her fiance dumped her at the alter."
"Yeah, well maybe you're just jealous cause a woman was all over me for a change," he shot back.
"Hardly." He turned left, pulling onto main street. "I just think it's crazy that you're not over that wench after all these years. She wouldn't give you the time of day."
"Whatever, Vegeta."
"You're gonna mess this up if you're playing around with that Remminton whore on the side."
His brother laughed. "You're giving me relationship advice? Oh, this is precious! Your still in love with Bulma, and you could have had her back so many times now, but you just keep pushing her away and fighting with her because your afraid that she might be right. That there might have been an actual good reason for her leaving you."
The car screeched to a hault, and Vegeta glared forward. "Get out of the car. Now!"
Arthos unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the door. "Gladly!" He slammed the door closed as soon as he was out and kicked the back quarter panel as Vegeta pulled away. "Ass!"
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Bulma was sitting on her front proch with Akira when Vegeta pulled into the driveway. Akira immediately frowned. "Where the heck is he?" She asked, somewhat peeved.
Bulma shrugged, trying not to look worried. Arthos wasn't a player by any means, at least not to her knowledge. "Maybe he's driving seperately."
"He told me he was riding with Vegeta," Akira said.
Vegeta opened his door and got out of his car slowly. He leaned back inside and grabbed the picinic basket from the backseat. Akira calmed slightly after seeing it, but she was still confused, especially when Vegeta handed her said basket.
"He'll be here in a few minutes," was all he said. "Where's Trunks?"
"He went to pick up Keelin," Bulma replied.
Vegeta had called late last night and told his son that he could bring his best friend along. "I could have picked the girl up."
Akira laughed out loud. "No, you don't know Kee's mother. She's psycho!"
"She never would have let Keelin get into a car with you," Bulma added. "You're a strange man."
A faint ringing filled the air, and Akira jumped up. "That's my house," she yelled, running toward her place.
Bulma sat there quietly for a while before motioning to the spot next to her. "Have a seat."
Vegeta eyed her cautiously before sitting down. "Aren't you supposed to be mad at me still?"
"Probably," she spoke softly. "But I'm not. I've been thinking about what you said the other night after dinner, and you're right."
"I'm not going to ask him to move in with me."
Bulma shook her head. "No, you should. He's your son too, Vegeta, and I've been selfish when it comes to him."
He sighed. "I'm still not going to ask him because I'm not going to be staying here."
"What?!"
Vegeta stared at the sidewalk for a long time. "Something came up back in California, and I have to go back for a while. I'm not sure for how long, and since Trunks was accepted to Worthington, there's no point."
"I see." Bulma felt guilty and relieved all at the same time. "Can we just call a truce? I hate fighting in front of Trunks we have been," she said.
"You were never able to stay mad at me for long," he remarked, smirking at her.
She laughed and leaned against his side, resting her head on his shoulder. "Same with you."
"You'd never allow me to be," he whispered. He wrapped his arm around her waist. "So, were you ever going to tell me about this Yamcha guy?"
"Who told you about him?!" Bulma was suddenly sitting upright again.
Vegeta chuckled. "I saw it on your ID last week in the diner."
"Oh, well we've only been out a couple times. We're still getting to know each other." He nodded distractedly. "So, where is Arthos?"
"I made him walk from the square."
She laughed. "Why?"
"Because he's an idiot. You remember that girl he followed around in high school?"
"The prissy little blond girl? What about her?"
"Tessa Remmington, our old friend Alyn's sister," Vegeta elaborated. "She was dumped at the alter by her fiance, and last night she was all over him."
Bulma glared off into the distance. "So, she was just out to mess with his head."
"Did a good job about it too. If I hadn't picked him up, he wouldn't have came."
"Oh, no. He should have been here by now. What if he caught a bus back to the city? Akira'll be pissed, and trust me. She's not fun when she's pissed off."
"Then I guess it's his loss," Vegeta told her.
"And here I was, thinking they were perfect for each other," Bulma muttered.
"Mom, dad!"
They both looked up and spotted Trunks and Keelin walking across the lawn. "Hey, guys," Bulma greeted.
Trunks stopped right in front of them and frowned. "What's Uncle Arthos doing? He's pacing back and forth on Oak. I was going to interrupt him, but he looked pretty conflicted."
"Majorly conflicted," Keelin cut in. "I think he was muttering to himself."
Trunks nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Kinda freaky."
"He's fine," Vegeta told him. "Are you ready to go?"
The two teens nodded excitedly, and Vegeta turned to Bulma. "Sure you don't want to come along?"
She shook her head with a smile. "I have a date later, and I wanna check to make sure Akira and Arthos make it on their picnic." She jumped up and gave Trunks a hug and quick kiss. "Be good, sweetie."
"Yes, mom."
Vegeta stood up and pulled out his keys. "Let's go then."
"What about cd's, Trunks?" Keelin nudged her best friend. They were both music buffs.
Trunks smirked. "Don't worry. I'm sure my dad has all kinds of cd's in his car."
"Good ones?"
He pulled her toward Vegeta's black Mercedes. "Trust me."
Bulma sighed. "Vegeta."
He stopped and looked back at her. "What?"
"Make sure you're back by 5. I need to talk to you," she told him seriously.
"We'll try."
Bulma fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. "Don't buy him something too flashy or excessively fast!"
Her old boyfriend just gave her his seductive little smirk, that still sent her heart fluttering, and turned back toward his car. "Whatever you say, Bulma. So a Jag is out," he mused loudly. "Lexus it is."
She groaned. "Oh why am I letting you do this?!"
"I could give him my old Ferrari."
"No you can't! You wrecked it," she shouted at him. "I was there!"
"I know. It was your fault I was distracted," he called back.
Bulma stood there, blushing profusely as he flashed her that damn smirk once again and jumped in his car. 'Damn him,' she cursed mentally. 'I realy hate when he does that!'
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"No, Radditz! You go to the hospital now! I'll be right there." Akira hung up the phone and ran out onto her front porch. She had missed the call, and she would have left it go, but her caller ID had said it was from the diner. It had taken her several minutes to get through because Radditz was calling around town trying to find someone to cover the place for him. "B?!"
Bulma looked up. "What's wrong?"
"I have to get to the diner, right now."
"But your date with Arthos. He's just right out back," she started, frowning. "Several streets away."
"No! I can't. Ausrin went into labor."
"But she's not dure for another month?!"
Akira nodded quickly. "I know. I have to run though."
"Got sick of waiting for me, huh?" Arthos spoke up from behind them. He had finally got the nerve to come, and he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"No, Arthos, her sister-in-law just went into labor," Bulma explained. "She has to go to the diner and close up so Radditz can get to the hospital to be with his wife."
"I'll go with you then," he told her, feeling like the biggest jerk in the world now.
"You don't have to," Akira told him.
"I want to."
Bulma pulled out her keys. "Come on. We'll all go. I'll drive."
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"I need those mushrooms, now! The butter's starting to burn away," Chichi yelled.
"Coming, Chi!" Her assistant, Olivia, rushed over and dumped a small bowl of finely chopped mushrooms into the frying pan. "What next?"
"Basil, salt, and garlic mix," Chichi replied, pointing to a green bowl on the other side of the room. "Two teaspoons!"
"Coming right up," Olivia said.
Goku stood in the shadows of the back exit, watching with a grin on his face. He rarely got to see the real Chichi because she always froze up around him. She seemed a little bossy to him, but he enjoyed that in a woman. It was what attracted him to Bulma all those years ago.
Chichi turned off the burner a minute after Olivia put the mix in, and she handed the pan over to her. "Drain whatever juice is left and leave it in a bowl. I can use it to spice up my spaghetti sauce later."
"Okay, Chi. Oh, hey. You have a visitor," Olivia said, pointing to where Goku was standing.
The black haired woman frowned, wondering who could possibly be here, and her eyes almost bugged out when she realized who it was. "Goku! Um, hi," she stuttered. She ran over to a clipboard hanging on the wall. "W-we don't have a shippment today," she told him quickly.
He laughed, placing a hand behind his head. "I didn't mean to startle you, Chichi. I just came by to ask you a quick question."
She gulped and nervously placed the clipboard back in it's rightful place. "What's that? Is something wrong with Monday's shippment because I really need those strawberries. It's for Bulma's birthday," she added.
"No, it's not about that," he laughed. "Can you come outside, where it's a little more private?" He asked her softly.
"Oh, ah. I, um. I have work to do!"
"It'll only take a sec. I promise."
"Go!" Olivia shouted sternly.
"Alright!" Chichi shouted back and stormed past Goku, right out the door.
He followed, closing the door quietly. "Um, I've been thinking about something since yesterday."
"Yeah?"
He nodded. "What Bulma said, about us going out," he started, feeling suddenly nervous. "I'd really like that."
"You what?" She suddenly had the urge to pinch herself!
"I'd like to take you out sometime," he stated again. "Where ever you want to go."
Chichi smiled, causing Goku to hold his breath. She looked so amazing when she smiled like that at him. "Okay."
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"He listens to Radiohead, and Death, and," Keelin paused. "And a bunch of other really cool bands! Why can't I have parents as cool as yours?! He even drives a Mercedes," she whispered.
"Well, he would have brought his other car, but it's only a two-seater. You would have had to sit in the trunk," he told her.
"I'm sure it would have been comfortable," she replied, taking a bite out of her burger.
Trunks laughed. "I doubt there's much luggage space in the Aston Martin."
Poor Keelin almost choked on her burger. "I really envy you right now," she told him. "So, what kind of car do you think you're gonna get?"
"I have no idea," he told her honestly.
"I liked that Lexus," she said.
He shook his head. "It cost thirty-thousand dollars," he told her. "There's no way!"
"And why not? If it's what you want," Vegeta said, sitting down across from them.
Trunks shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't like it anyway."
"What about that white Audi?" Vegeta inquired.
"The convertible one? No, I didn't like that either."
Vegeta stared at his food. "You'll know when you see one. We'll just keep looking."
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Sorry, I'm stopping here! But don't worry!! ;)
Next time: Car shopping continued! We'll finally find out what Trunks picks out, and a little moment with Bulma and Vegeta too! ;) mu hhahahahahahaha!!!!!!!
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PANDORA ;)
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