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Shades of Crimson- Hey!!!! Gosh! I really hope you like this chapter. It has quite a few B/V moments in it from when they were 16! It gives a bit of insight into Bulma's relatioship with her mother, too, which is something I'm sure everyone's been wondering about. You're about to find out! ;) I didn't want there to be any romance between Bulma and Vegeta in that last chapter, so I'm glad you weren't upset that it wasn't a very romantic moment. :) It was basically just there to say "They're still lusting after eacho ther after all these years, but Bulma finally realizes she wants more than that, especially form Vegeta!' If that makes sense to ya hahaha. Thanks for the review!! Much love! ;)
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Okay before I seet you all free (hahaha...) I have to warn you. There's a lot of flashbacks in this chapter, and the 'present day' scenes are kind of short at the beginning, but this was just how it all flowed in my head. I had a picture of how things were progressing in my thoughts, and I just went with it. I really hope I don't majorly confuse anyone. So, Good Luck! hahaha.. ;)
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Chapter 10: A Glimpse of the Past: part 1!
"I always feel so weird going to the Ouji's parties."
Akira flipped through the radio-stations slowly, not finding anything she could stand. "Why? I thought you adored them?"
"I do! Its just that my parents are always there for at least an hour." She rolled her eyes. "Mother wouldn't dare to insult someone by not showing up when she's invited, and I hate when someone who hasn't seen me in years brings up the pregnancy, and it gets my mother started. Then her and Mr. Ouji get into a yelling match outside on the front lawn."
"So in other words, I'm in for one great show tonight, huh!?" Akira grinned at her.
Bulma chuckled. "Yeah, really great. Hope you brought your video camera!"
Keelin yawned, sitting up in the back seat. "Are we there yet?"
"Almost, Kee," Akira answered. "How can you sleep when Bulma's driving like a maniac?"
"Sleep keeps you calm, because if you're gonna die, you're not gonna know when it's coming."
"Very funny, guys!" Bulma growled.
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The sixteen year old girl struggled to pull the lacing on the back of her dress tight. "A little help here, Vegeta!"
Her boyfriend laughed. "Hold on. Let me get my shirt buttoned."
"This isn't funny! We're supposed to be downstairs right now, not having sex on my balcony," she hissed.
Vegeta sighed. "Getting anxious about it, isn't going to speed things up." He finished tucking his shirt into his black, pleated pants and walked up behind her. "Here. Hold still, damnit."
Bulma winced when he pulled on the strings, and she swore she heard something tear. "Too, tight," she gasped. "What ripped!?!"
"Ah shit. It's not very noticable," he told her.
"Vegeta!"
Both teens froze at the sound of Mr. Ouji's voice coming from inside Bulma's room. Vegeta looked around quickly, spotting the lattice-work on the right. He'd done it a hundred times before, drunk even! He was pretty sure he could make it down them now before his father caught him.
"I'm going over the rail," he whispered quickly. Bulma nodded shakily. "Go stall my old man."
"And just why do you need to stall me, Vegeta?" Mr. Ouji was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed and an angry expression on his face. "Mind telling me what the hell you two were doing?"
Bulma bit her lip and glanced between father and son. "Um."
"Forget it. I'm not an idiot," he cut her off. His heated gaze turned to his son. "I'm just hoping that two intelligent teenagers have been smart enough to use protection. Scandal will not be tolerated." And without waiting for an answer from his son, he turned and walked out of the room.
Vegeta let the breath out that he'd been holding, and Bulma slumped to the floor, bursting into tears. "How are we going to tell them now?!"
For the second time tonight, Vegeta didn't know what to say. "I-I'm not sure."
----(end flashback)
"Hey, B? Where are we going? I thought the we were supposed to turn right at the intersection back there," Akira said, half turning in her seat.
"We're picking up Yamcha. I told you that before we left."
Akira shook her head. "Run that by me again, because I thought you were joking back at the house."
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Yamcha is going as my date to the party. I'm supposed to pick him up on the way."
"But isn't that going to be really weird?" She could see all her plans for tonight withering and dying as they spoke. "Trunks hasn't even meant this guy yet, and you're going to introduce them at Vegeta's 'going away' party?!"
"I already spoke with Lisdore. She said I could bring a guest. I don't see what the big deal is. I just figure that when Vegeta sees that I've found someone new, that maybe he'll get the hint, and move on too."
Akira kept quiet, but she really wanted to scream at her best friend and tell her what huge mistake she was making! This was going to end very badly tonight, and she was still trying to figure out how Keelin could possibly be sleeping through all this!
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"She's not keeping it!" Lillian shouted. "I won't allow it."
Bulma stared at her mother with wide, glossy eyes. Next to her, Vegeta was seething with anger. "It's not your decision to make," he spoke up.
"Keep quiet, son," his father said. The young couple was surprised that his voice held no harshness when he spoke. "Vegeta's right, Lillian. This isn't your decision to make."
"Like hell it's not! Bulma is only sixteen years old! She's still a child, and I will not allow her to keep that baby! You're son just had to go and ruin bot their futures, didn't he?!"
"Lillian, calm down. It's not entirely the boy's fault," James said, trying to sooth his wife's foul mood.
Lisdore Ouji stood up. "Please excuse me, but I can't sit here and listen to her one more second," she said, glaring at Lillian Briefs.
"Then get out! It's fine by me," Lillian hissed.
"Mother, please," Bulma cut in.
"What, Bulma? Please, what?! You're sixteen years old, and you got pregnant. What could you possibly have to say to me? You're lucky we don't kick you out of the house. You're not having this baby!"
"I think my wife is right. We've heard enough," Vegeta Sr. growled. " We're leaving, now."
Bulma held Vegeta's hand tightly, not wanting to be parted from him right now. He stood up, sending her an concerned look and reluctantly pulling his hand away from hers. He glared at Lillian and sent James an apologetic look before following his parents toward the door. Once they were outside, Vegeta paused. He didn't feel right about leaving Bulma alone right now.
"Come on, Vegeta. There's no way you can go back in there," his father told him.
"She can't really force her to get an abortion, can she?" Vegeta inquired fearfully.
"Not if I have anything to do with it. I'm calling my laywer first thing when we get home."
----(end flashback)
Trunks stood outside next to his uncle Arthos, both waiting patiently for Bulma's red camry to pull up the drive. "I really wish dad wasn't going back to Cali," the lavender haired teen spoke up. "These last couple days have been so great."
Arthos smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm sure he won't be gone for too long, Trunks. Probably just a few months."
"Yeah, that's what he told me, but I don't know. It just sucks," he muttered sadly.
"Well, there's your mother, finally," his uncle replied. He grabbed Trunks' elbow and pulled him toward the car. "Come on! You have to escort that lovely little girlfriend of yours to the party."
"She's not my girlfriend," Trunks hissed, but his red-tinted cheeks gave it all away.
"Yeah, yeah. I think I've heard this before," Arthos said, tapping his finger against his chin. "Who was it from? Oh yes! You're father use to say the same thing about your mother," he joked.
Trunks rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to his mother's car. "W-who the hell is that guy?" He whispered, watching a dark-haired man step out of the car. Was this Yamcha Roshi getting out of the passenger side? The guy that his mother had been dating for all of two weeks?! He stopped walking, pulling Arthos to a halt as well.
"I don't know, Trunks. I've never seen the guy before in my life."
Akira jumped out of the back seat, followed quickly by Keelin. The two of them hugged each other and shouted "Halleluiah! We're alive!"
Bulma slammed her door shut and glared at them. "Oh, shut up! My driving is not that bad."
Yamcha chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Let's go inside," he suggested.
Keelin spotted Trunks and walked over to him. She could tell he was really bothered by something, and she guessed that it had to do with his mother's boyfriend. The pretty little blond girl linked her arm through his and smiled at him. "Are we going to stand out here all night, or are we going to go inside?"
He sighed and nodded. "Let's go in."
Arthos watched the two kids walk toward the house.
"Hey, stranger?"
A smile broke out on his face when he heard her voice. "Back at ya," he said, turning around to face Akira. He reached out and took ahold of her hand. "Is that who I think it is?" He asked quietly.
"Unfortunately. It looks like our plans for tonight have been foiled."
"Um, yeah. Vegeta's gonna be pissed as hell when he sees them walk in, and we're not going to be able to get them in the same room."
Akira glanced over her shoulder with a sad look in her eye, taking in the scene by the car. Bulma and Yamcha were laughing, mere centimeters apart from kissing. It was making her sick. "I guess this really could be the end."
"Lets not think about it," Arthos whispered back. "We need to concentrate more on keeping Vegeta from freaking out over this."
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"Coming," Mrs. Ouji's voice called out from the other side of the door.
Keeping her eyes downcast, Bulma waited patiently for the woman who was a second mother to her. A soft click indicated that the door was opened, and the teen glanced up through tearfilled eyes. Lisdore's eyes widened, and she rushed forward, crushing Bulma in a comforting hug.
"Bulma, dear, what's the matter?!"
"I-I didn't know w-where else to go," she stuttered and choked, crying uncontrollably.
"Come on in, sweetie, and we'll talk about it," Lisdore offered.
"Thank you for being so nice to me after everything."
"You've always been like a daughter to me, Bulma, and this little mess that you and Vegeta have gotten into has not changed that at all."
Walking into the sitting room, Bulma wiped frantically at her cheeks. "But!"
"No buts. Have a seat. I'm going to go get you a nice, hot cup of tea, and then we'll talk."
Bulma nodded, sinking into a comfy armchair next to the fireplace. She rested a hand on her stomach, thinking about all the aweful things her mother had said to her over the last month and promptly bursting into tears again. Lillian Briefs had called her daughter everything from whore to deadbeat, and because it was her own mother, each word seemed to cut the young girl in two.
"Oh goodness," Lisdore gasped. She set down a tray with two steaming cups and the coffee table and knelt next to Bulma. "Hunny, calm down. Think of the baby. All this stress is not good for either of you," she spoke softly, hugging the girl.
"I-I want Vegeta," Bulma cried out, hugging the woman tightly.
"Shh. I know you haven't been able to see him in a month. He'll be home from school soon," she answered. "Why don't you go lay down in his room and get some sleep. You look tired, and you're all dirty. I'll call your parents and let them know where you are. I'm sure they're worried."
"No!"
Lisdore stood up and gave her a strange look. "Why not?"
Bulma stared into the crackling fire with an expressionless look on her face. "They don't care. Mother kicked me out after Mr. Soulstyn brought the court order over this morning."
Mr. Soulstyn was the Ouji's lawyer, and he had been working the local judges for days to get the warrant issued to stop the abortion. Bulma stood up slowly. "I think I'll go up to Vegeta's room now."
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A young boy, around eight years old, ran into the house. "Mother! Vegeta and Arthos took my football, and they won't give it back," Arro screamed.
Lillian walked into the livingroom and gave him a harsh look. "Arro! Please, keep your voice down."
The little boy pouted, his bottom lip sticking out. "But, mother!"
"Suck the lip back in, Arro Ouji. I'm not falling for it. Now, where are your brothers?"
Arro sighed and lead her outside where Vegeta was tossing the football across the lawn to Arthos. Lillian watched the two boys, glad that they got along so well despite the fact that they were only half-brothers. Vegeta caught the ball as it was thrown back at him and turned toward her. Immediately, he noticed the look on her face. He handed the ball back to Arro and went over to Lisdore.
"What's wrong?"
She looked up at his bedroom window. "Bulma's upstairs in your room," she said softly.
Vegeta glanced up at his window, too. He made to rush into the house, but his step-mother grabbed his arm. "Wait, 'Geta. Let her rest for a while. She just got here an hour ago, and she didn't look too well."
Reluctantly, he nodded. "Where's her car?" He asked. "You picked her up from her house? I'm surprised Lillian let her out so soon, especially to come over here," he went on.
" I didn't pick her up, dear. I," she paused, looking his straigh in the eye. "I think she walked all the way here."
Anger twisted the teen's features, and he balled his fists. "What the fuck was she doing walking all the way over here?! It was raining all morning!"
"Her parents kicked her out after they received the warrant this morning. I doubt she had a choice. I've called her parents and left a message with their maid, because Lillian refused to speak with me."
"She's such an ignorant bitch," Vegeta hissed. "If she was a man, I'd punch her in the face without thinking twice."
Lisdore sighed, leaning back against theside of the house. "And I'd hate to say it, but I was thinking about doing just that myself. I called the doctor and made an appointment for tomorrow morning so he can check out Bulma. I'm worried about her."
"So, you're letting her live with us?"
"You shouldn't even bother asking such a thing! Of course we are. I already talked to your father about it. He's coming home early tonight."
Vegeta nodded and walked into the house. Slowly, he went up to his room and walked into the spacious quarters. Bulma had pulled all the curtains closed, casting the room into darkness, and she was sleeping quietly in the middle of his bed with the blankets wrapped snugly around her. Carefully, he pulled back the covers and laid down next to her. It wasn't like they could get into anymore trouble then thay already had now! Bulma blinked, turning onto her side.
"Vegeta?"
"Shut up and get some rest," he muttered, pulling her against his side. He made sure to keep his eyes on the ceiling, knowing full well that if he looked int her eyes, he might actually break down in front of her. The last month had been hell for him not being able to see her, having to go to school and deal with the rumors, and the uncertainty of their future. Bulma didn't responded to him. Instead, she rested her head against his chest and squeezed her eyes shut.
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Sorry to end it here, but it's late. And I have to work all day tomorrow... poo poo.. Anyohow! I really hope you all liked this chapter. Let me know! I hope to have the next part up by the weekend, but please don't hold me to it. This is going to be a super busy week for me!
Much love to all of you guys!!! ;)
Next time: The part continues. Vegeta and Yamcha come face to face. more flashbacks, which are pretty great, huh?!
if you hate them, it's cool! You can tell me.. I won't get mad!
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Kataan- I hate to rain on your parade, but the good things won't be happening for a while. Sorry!!! I'm just going with what's in my head.. hahaha not much there... yeah. Anyhow! Enjoy the new chapter! ;)
Hikari Heijin- I can't wait for them to get together in the story either, but I have more for them to go through! Thanks for reviewing, and enjoy! ;)
Blue Angel- Wow! Thanks so much! I'm happy that you like it so much! ;)
PunkOnna- For real! WRX is my dream car right now, next to a Mitsubishi Lancer rally edition... haha sorry! Thanks for the review! I really mean to get the talk between Bulma and Mr. Ouji into this chapter, but I had more to write with all the flashbacks and stuff than I thought. I'm not sure just how long this is going to take. It might be 2 more parts. I'm really sorry, but I think all the great B/V moments in the flashbacks will make up for it. ;)
Shades of Crimson- Hey!!!! Gosh! I really hope you like this chapter. It has quite a few B/V moments in it from when they were 16! It gives a bit of insight into Bulma's relatioship with her mother, too, which is something I'm sure everyone's been wondering about. You're about to find out! ;) I didn't want there to be any romance between Bulma and Vegeta in that last chapter, so I'm glad you weren't upset that it wasn't a very romantic moment. :) It was basically just there to say "They're still lusting after eacho ther after all these years, but Bulma finally realizes she wants more than that, especially form Vegeta!' If that makes sense to ya hahaha. Thanks for the review!! Much love! ;)
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Okay before I seet you all free (hahaha...) I have to warn you. There's a lot of flashbacks in this chapter, and the 'present day' scenes are kind of short at the beginning, but this was just how it all flowed in my head. I had a picture of how things were progressing in my thoughts, and I just went with it. I really hope I don't majorly confuse anyone. So, Good Luck! hahaha.. ;)
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Chapter 10: A Glimpse of the Past: part 1!
"I always feel so weird going to the Ouji's parties."
Akira flipped through the radio-stations slowly, not finding anything she could stand. "Why? I thought you adored them?"
"I do! Its just that my parents are always there for at least an hour." She rolled her eyes. "Mother wouldn't dare to insult someone by not showing up when she's invited, and I hate when someone who hasn't seen me in years brings up the pregnancy, and it gets my mother started. Then her and Mr. Ouji get into a yelling match outside on the front lawn."
"So in other words, I'm in for one great show tonight, huh!?" Akira grinned at her.
Bulma chuckled. "Yeah, really great. Hope you brought your video camera!"
Keelin yawned, sitting up in the back seat. "Are we there yet?"
"Almost, Kee," Akira answered. "How can you sleep when Bulma's driving like a maniac?"
"Sleep keeps you calm, because if you're gonna die, you're not gonna know when it's coming."
"Very funny, guys!" Bulma growled.
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The sixteen year old girl struggled to pull the lacing on the back of her dress tight. "A little help here, Vegeta!"
Her boyfriend laughed. "Hold on. Let me get my shirt buttoned."
"This isn't funny! We're supposed to be downstairs right now, not having sex on my balcony," she hissed.
Vegeta sighed. "Getting anxious about it, isn't going to speed things up." He finished tucking his shirt into his black, pleated pants and walked up behind her. "Here. Hold still, damnit."
Bulma winced when he pulled on the strings, and she swore she heard something tear. "Too, tight," she gasped. "What ripped!?!"
"Ah shit. It's not very noticable," he told her.
"Vegeta!"
Both teens froze at the sound of Mr. Ouji's voice coming from inside Bulma's room. Vegeta looked around quickly, spotting the lattice-work on the right. He'd done it a hundred times before, drunk even! He was pretty sure he could make it down them now before his father caught him.
"I'm going over the rail," he whispered quickly. Bulma nodded shakily. "Go stall my old man."
"And just why do you need to stall me, Vegeta?" Mr. Ouji was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed and an angry expression on his face. "Mind telling me what the hell you two were doing?"
Bulma bit her lip and glanced between father and son. "Um."
"Forget it. I'm not an idiot," he cut her off. His heated gaze turned to his son. "I'm just hoping that two intelligent teenagers have been smart enough to use protection. Scandal will not be tolerated." And without waiting for an answer from his son, he turned and walked out of the room.
Vegeta let the breath out that he'd been holding, and Bulma slumped to the floor, bursting into tears. "How are we going to tell them now?!"
For the second time tonight, Vegeta didn't know what to say. "I-I'm not sure."
----(end flashback)
"Hey, B? Where are we going? I thought the we were supposed to turn right at the intersection back there," Akira said, half turning in her seat.
"We're picking up Yamcha. I told you that before we left."
Akira shook her head. "Run that by me again, because I thought you were joking back at the house."
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Yamcha is going as my date to the party. I'm supposed to pick him up on the way."
"But isn't that going to be really weird?" She could see all her plans for tonight withering and dying as they spoke. "Trunks hasn't even meant this guy yet, and you're going to introduce them at Vegeta's 'going away' party?!"
"I already spoke with Lisdore. She said I could bring a guest. I don't see what the big deal is. I just figure that when Vegeta sees that I've found someone new, that maybe he'll get the hint, and move on too."
Akira kept quiet, but she really wanted to scream at her best friend and tell her what huge mistake she was making! This was going to end very badly tonight, and she was still trying to figure out how Keelin could possibly be sleeping through all this!
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"She's not keeping it!" Lillian shouted. "I won't allow it."
Bulma stared at her mother with wide, glossy eyes. Next to her, Vegeta was seething with anger. "It's not your decision to make," he spoke up.
"Keep quiet, son," his father said. The young couple was surprised that his voice held no harshness when he spoke. "Vegeta's right, Lillian. This isn't your decision to make."
"Like hell it's not! Bulma is only sixteen years old! She's still a child, and I will not allow her to keep that baby! You're son just had to go and ruin bot their futures, didn't he?!"
"Lillian, calm down. It's not entirely the boy's fault," James said, trying to sooth his wife's foul mood.
Lisdore Ouji stood up. "Please excuse me, but I can't sit here and listen to her one more second," she said, glaring at Lillian Briefs.
"Then get out! It's fine by me," Lillian hissed.
"Mother, please," Bulma cut in.
"What, Bulma? Please, what?! You're sixteen years old, and you got pregnant. What could you possibly have to say to me? You're lucky we don't kick you out of the house. You're not having this baby!"
"I think my wife is right. We've heard enough," Vegeta Sr. growled. " We're leaving, now."
Bulma held Vegeta's hand tightly, not wanting to be parted from him right now. He stood up, sending her an concerned look and reluctantly pulling his hand away from hers. He glared at Lillian and sent James an apologetic look before following his parents toward the door. Once they were outside, Vegeta paused. He didn't feel right about leaving Bulma alone right now.
"Come on, Vegeta. There's no way you can go back in there," his father told him.
"She can't really force her to get an abortion, can she?" Vegeta inquired fearfully.
"Not if I have anything to do with it. I'm calling my laywer first thing when we get home."
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Trunks stood outside next to his uncle Arthos, both waiting patiently for Bulma's red camry to pull up the drive. "I really wish dad wasn't going back to Cali," the lavender haired teen spoke up. "These last couple days have been so great."
Arthos smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm sure he won't be gone for too long, Trunks. Probably just a few months."
"Yeah, that's what he told me, but I don't know. It just sucks," he muttered sadly.
"Well, there's your mother, finally," his uncle replied. He grabbed Trunks' elbow and pulled him toward the car. "Come on! You have to escort that lovely little girlfriend of yours to the party."
"She's not my girlfriend," Trunks hissed, but his red-tinted cheeks gave it all away.
"Yeah, yeah. I think I've heard this before," Arthos said, tapping his finger against his chin. "Who was it from? Oh yes! You're father use to say the same thing about your mother," he joked.
Trunks rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to his mother's car. "W-who the hell is that guy?" He whispered, watching a dark-haired man step out of the car. Was this Yamcha Roshi getting out of the passenger side? The guy that his mother had been dating for all of two weeks?! He stopped walking, pulling Arthos to a halt as well.
"I don't know, Trunks. I've never seen the guy before in my life."
Akira jumped out of the back seat, followed quickly by Keelin. The two of them hugged each other and shouted "Halleluiah! We're alive!"
Bulma slammed her door shut and glared at them. "Oh, shut up! My driving is not that bad."
Yamcha chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Let's go inside," he suggested.
Keelin spotted Trunks and walked over to him. She could tell he was really bothered by something, and she guessed that it had to do with his mother's boyfriend. The pretty little blond girl linked her arm through his and smiled at him. "Are we going to stand out here all night, or are we going to go inside?"
He sighed and nodded. "Let's go in."
Arthos watched the two kids walk toward the house.
"Hey, stranger?"
A smile broke out on his face when he heard her voice. "Back at ya," he said, turning around to face Akira. He reached out and took ahold of her hand. "Is that who I think it is?" He asked quietly.
"Unfortunately. It looks like our plans for tonight have been foiled."
"Um, yeah. Vegeta's gonna be pissed as hell when he sees them walk in, and we're not going to be able to get them in the same room."
Akira glanced over her shoulder with a sad look in her eye, taking in the scene by the car. Bulma and Yamcha were laughing, mere centimeters apart from kissing. It was making her sick. "I guess this really could be the end."
"Lets not think about it," Arthos whispered back. "We need to concentrate more on keeping Vegeta from freaking out over this."
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"Coming," Mrs. Ouji's voice called out from the other side of the door.
Keeping her eyes downcast, Bulma waited patiently for the woman who was a second mother to her. A soft click indicated that the door was opened, and the teen glanced up through tearfilled eyes. Lisdore's eyes widened, and she rushed forward, crushing Bulma in a comforting hug.
"Bulma, dear, what's the matter?!"
"I-I didn't know w-where else to go," she stuttered and choked, crying uncontrollably.
"Come on in, sweetie, and we'll talk about it," Lisdore offered.
"Thank you for being so nice to me after everything."
"You've always been like a daughter to me, Bulma, and this little mess that you and Vegeta have gotten into has not changed that at all."
Walking into the sitting room, Bulma wiped frantically at her cheeks. "But!"
"No buts. Have a seat. I'm going to go get you a nice, hot cup of tea, and then we'll talk."
Bulma nodded, sinking into a comfy armchair next to the fireplace. She rested a hand on her stomach, thinking about all the aweful things her mother had said to her over the last month and promptly bursting into tears again. Lillian Briefs had called her daughter everything from whore to deadbeat, and because it was her own mother, each word seemed to cut the young girl in two.
"Oh goodness," Lisdore gasped. She set down a tray with two steaming cups and the coffee table and knelt next to Bulma. "Hunny, calm down. Think of the baby. All this stress is not good for either of you," she spoke softly, hugging the girl.
"I-I want Vegeta," Bulma cried out, hugging the woman tightly.
"Shh. I know you haven't been able to see him in a month. He'll be home from school soon," she answered. "Why don't you go lay down in his room and get some sleep. You look tired, and you're all dirty. I'll call your parents and let them know where you are. I'm sure they're worried."
"No!"
Lisdore stood up and gave her a strange look. "Why not?"
Bulma stared into the crackling fire with an expressionless look on her face. "They don't care. Mother kicked me out after Mr. Soulstyn brought the court order over this morning."
Mr. Soulstyn was the Ouji's lawyer, and he had been working the local judges for days to get the warrant issued to stop the abortion. Bulma stood up slowly. "I think I'll go up to Vegeta's room now."
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A young boy, around eight years old, ran into the house. "Mother! Vegeta and Arthos took my football, and they won't give it back," Arro screamed.
Lillian walked into the livingroom and gave him a harsh look. "Arro! Please, keep your voice down."
The little boy pouted, his bottom lip sticking out. "But, mother!"
"Suck the lip back in, Arro Ouji. I'm not falling for it. Now, where are your brothers?"
Arro sighed and lead her outside where Vegeta was tossing the football across the lawn to Arthos. Lillian watched the two boys, glad that they got along so well despite the fact that they were only half-brothers. Vegeta caught the ball as it was thrown back at him and turned toward her. Immediately, he noticed the look on her face. He handed the ball back to Arro and went over to Lisdore.
"What's wrong?"
She looked up at his bedroom window. "Bulma's upstairs in your room," she said softly.
Vegeta glanced up at his window, too. He made to rush into the house, but his step-mother grabbed his arm. "Wait, 'Geta. Let her rest for a while. She just got here an hour ago, and she didn't look too well."
Reluctantly, he nodded. "Where's her car?" He asked. "You picked her up from her house? I'm surprised Lillian let her out so soon, especially to come over here," he went on.
" I didn't pick her up, dear. I," she paused, looking his straigh in the eye. "I think she walked all the way here."
Anger twisted the teen's features, and he balled his fists. "What the fuck was she doing walking all the way over here?! It was raining all morning!"
"Her parents kicked her out after they received the warrant this morning. I doubt she had a choice. I've called her parents and left a message with their maid, because Lillian refused to speak with me."
"She's such an ignorant bitch," Vegeta hissed. "If she was a man, I'd punch her in the face without thinking twice."
Lisdore sighed, leaning back against theside of the house. "And I'd hate to say it, but I was thinking about doing just that myself. I called the doctor and made an appointment for tomorrow morning so he can check out Bulma. I'm worried about her."
"So, you're letting her live with us?"
"You shouldn't even bother asking such a thing! Of course we are. I already talked to your father about it. He's coming home early tonight."
Vegeta nodded and walked into the house. Slowly, he went up to his room and walked into the spacious quarters. Bulma had pulled all the curtains closed, casting the room into darkness, and she was sleeping quietly in the middle of his bed with the blankets wrapped snugly around her. Carefully, he pulled back the covers and laid down next to her. It wasn't like they could get into anymore trouble then thay already had now! Bulma blinked, turning onto her side.
"Vegeta?"
"Shut up and get some rest," he muttered, pulling her against his side. He made sure to keep his eyes on the ceiling, knowing full well that if he looked int her eyes, he might actually break down in front of her. The last month had been hell for him not being able to see her, having to go to school and deal with the rumors, and the uncertainty of their future. Bulma didn't responded to him. Instead, she rested her head against his chest and squeezed her eyes shut.
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Sorry to end it here, but it's late. And I have to work all day tomorrow... poo poo.. Anyohow! I really hope you all liked this chapter. Let me know! I hope to have the next part up by the weekend, but please don't hold me to it. This is going to be a super busy week for me!
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Next time: The part continues. Vegeta and Yamcha come face to face. more flashbacks, which are pretty great, huh?!
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