Sensual Blue
By: Ama Laali
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters...only the plot.
A/n: my first fic, sorry if it kinda sucks.
Summary: A/U. Bulma is a teenager in high school (not a high school fic) but finds herself mysteriously falling for her co-worker, but could they really have a past-connection? RR folks.
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Prologue:
A young woman with waist-length brown hair peered at the double doors, taking a deep breath; she pushed past them and entered a lavish room. She took a moment to gaze around the room, from the priceless paintings on the walls to the antique carpet until her eyes rested on a bed centered on the far end wall of the room. Stepping forward to see more, there on the bed, an older woman, who looked no more than in her forties, with faded brunette hair and warm chocolate-brown eyes that stared back at her. "Hi..." she spoke softly.
The elder woman shifted on the bed and nodded to acknowledge the girls presence. "Hello..."
"My name is Yumiko." She greeted with a smile. "I came here to read to you."
"Oh, thank you. I love being read to."
"This is a special story; it comes from my Great Grandfather's journal." Yumiko smiled again, walking closer and taking a seat upon a chair which stood not far from the bed. "Oh, I forgot. I picked out this particular story since I didn't know what you liked, and well this has everything." She added before clearing her throat.
The aged woman smiled "Please continue."
Yumiko nodded, opening a small, yet thick journal she had placed in her lap moments ago. "Sensual Blue." She read the title, glancing at the older woman before continuing. "To Bulma; the one love I lost..."
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There she sat, slouching in a desk chair with her cerulean hair tossed in a messy pony-tail.. Her crystal blue eyes stared up at the ceiling, counting how many dots there could possibly be. With a sigh she began tapping her fingernails against the desk. She was bored, extremely bored. Why in the world did I even take up this job? Oh yeah, to get a car. She sighed again, only this time with frustration. She was Bulma Briefs, for Kami's sake. The heir to Capsule Corp, there was no need for her to get a job just so she could get a car, her family had way more than enough money. '"If you want a car that badly, Bulma, then you could go and get a job. You must pay for it with your own money and learn responsibility." She mocked in a deep voice imitating her father. Today was going to be a long day, especially since the business was slow. For the third time Bulma sighed and went back to counting the dots on the wall.
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A/N: The prologue didn't really give anything away…tehehe, but I hope you liked it. Reviews are greatly appreciated even though, I'll update mainly for my benefit. Oh yeah, I am probably going to update once a week. Thanks and tune in next time.