Later
"Vegeta!"
"Mmm!"
"What are you gonna do to Yamcha?"
"Just give him a warning, tell him if he comes within even a metre of you, he had better have a death wish!"
Bulma giggled as she dragged herself out of the stream and lay down on the towel next to him.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing?"
"Nothing."
"You mean nothing is going on inside that complicated mind of yours?"
"I was thinking when are you going to stop asking my questions, also guys minds aren't complicated. They're complex, yours are confusing!"
Bulma laughed again and cuddled up next to him.
"Vegeta?"
He sighed.
"What?"
"Kiss me."
He smirked and rolled onto his side to face her.
"I was wondering when you'd ask me that."
He gripped her shoulders and pulled her closer to him.
"Vegeta, wait. I need to ask you something first."
"What now?"
"Well, I've seen these posters around the park at home for a talent competition. I was wondering if you would mind me entering."
"What would your talent be?"
"Singing or dancing."
"Do what you like. I don't mind."
"Good, I'll expect you to be at all of my tryouts though."
"Heh. We'll see."
A month later
"Hey Vegeta, get up. It's time to go babe."
Vegeta groaned and rolled over, wrapping his arms round her. Bulma giggled and brushed her hands over his arms.
"Vegeta seriously. We've got to pack."
"You pack. I sleep."
Bulma sighed and laid her head on his chest.
What a caveman. Not that I'm complaining. Cavemen are good.
"Fine. I'll pack all of your stuff. I'll have to go through all of your things, but I'm sure you don't mind. Right?"
He growled at her tiredly but sat up.
"You will leave my things alone."
Bulma pouted and sat up next to him. She looped her arms round his and rested her head on his shoulder.
"You're such a grouch."
"It's what I do best."
Bulma giggled and ran her tongue along his chest.
"If you get up now, there might be a reward for you when we get home."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her and smirked.
"Feisty."
With a sexy smile, Bulma stood up and walked out of the tent, moving her hips sensuously.
"It's what I do best."
4 hours later
"It's so great to be home!"
Bulma ran into her house and left Vegeta behind her to bring in all the bags. He dumped them all at the foot of the stairs and slammed the door shut.
"Woman, that drive made me hungry! What's for dinner!"
Bulma walked back in from the kitchen and leant against the door frame with a smirk on her face.
"Strawberries and cream?"
She walked towards him and looped her arms round his neck, pulling him into a kiss. His arms wound round her waist and pulled her body against him.
"God your gorgeous."
She looked up at him and smiled.
"Thank you. Glad you think so."
She took hold of his hand and lead him upstairs to their room.
(A/N: I'm not putting lemon in it, so I'll leave this bit up to your imagination! Mwahahahaha.)
Next day
Vegeta stuffed his hands in his pockets and carried on down the road.
Why do I have to go and buy food? She's the woman! She should be doing this! Well…I'd be surprised if se could get up this morning…
A smirk graced his (very handsome) features as he thought back to the night before.
"Hey Vegeta."
His eyebrows knitted as he looked over to the alley behind the shop. He teeth ground together and loud growl escaped his throat.
"What do you want?"
"Nothing. How's Bulma doing?"
"Much better since she left you!"
Yamcha hatred filled eyes shot up to meet his.
"She doing a good job as your whore then?"
Vegeta ran towards him and slammed his fist into Yamcha's face. Yamcha fell to the floor, he looked back up at Vegeta and smirked.
"I'll take that as a no then. I would have thought you of all people would be able to train her right. I managed to after all."
"Creep."
Yamcha stood up and clenched his fists.
"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this."
His launched a fist right at his stomach, but Vegeta caught his wrist and crushed his hand round it. Yamcha called out in pain and Vegeta only held on harder. Just before he was about to pass out, Vegeta threw Yamcha to the floor and slammed his foot down on his gut. Yamcha's eyes rolled back in his head and closed. With a satisfying grunt, Vegeta walked away and into the shop.
An hour later
Vegeta turned the key in the lock of his house and walked in. His eyebrows knitted together when he heard Bulma talking to someone else in the living room. He dropped the shopping bags and sauntered into the room where Bulma was sitting on the sofa. He growled and sneered when he saw Yamcha lying down on their sofa and Bulma kneeling by his side, nursing him. She glared angrily at Vegeta when he walked in.
"I want to talk to you. Now!"
She stood up and stormed out of the living room and into the kitchen. Vegeta rolled his eyes and walked after her. He shut the door that lead from the kitchen into the lounge and leant against the wall. Bulma stood in front of him with her hands on her hips.
"What the hell were you thinking?"
"What?"
"What on earth made you do that to him? You promised me you wouldn't do anything!"
"He had it coming."
"Vegeta you promised me! Does that mean nothing to you?"
"Don't go getting all high and mighty on me!"
"How am I supposed to trust you?"
"I dunno. If you love someone you just do!"
"If that's true then why didn't you keep your promise? I thought you loved me!"
"You know I do!"
"Well you sure didn't act like it!"
"Stop being such a child and grow up! One promise I broke. That's it!"
Bulma took a step backwards and her eyes flooded with fear.
"Vegeta, get back."
"So you are scared of me!"
"Right now yes! And why do you think so Vegeta?"
"Oh shut up!"
"No! I want you out of this house right now!"
"No way! I got no where else to go."
"You don't. I do."
With tears in her eyes, she ran up to their bedroom and threw herself onto their bed, with her head buried in her pillow she cried until she could cry no more.
Two hours later, and Bulma was stuffing all of her things into suitcases. Vegeta walked into their bedroom shadily. He looked at her confused.
"What are you doing?"
"Leaving."
His expression faltered for a moment before returning to a scowl.
"Fine! Leave! See if I care!"
He stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind him.
She won't leave. She can't leave…
Ok, so what's happened- Vegeta and Bulma have broken up. Vegeta's living on his own and Bulma's living with her parents again. She and Yamcha have gotten back together (Isn't she supposed to be smart?) Oh well. It's been two months since she and Vegeta broke up, and it's the finals of the talent competition. Bulma got through all of the rounds, and is just getting ready for the finals! Woo. Go her. Well anyway, here we go. Sorry the break up wasn't very dramatic. Forgive me?
"Come on babe. Please? Just a quickie before we leave."
"No Yamcha. Get off. I'm nervous enough as it is."
She shrugged his hands off her shoulders and turned to glare at him. She softened when he pouted at her.
"Yamcha come on. You know how important tonight is for me. I don't want anything to mess up my make up or my hair."
"Fine. I guess tonight is so much more important than the other nights."
"Oh come on, don't get all huffy on me."
"You have another reason to be nervous you know."
"Oh yeah. What's that?"
"I heard Vegeta's gonna be there."
Bulma dropped the lipstick that was in her hand and stared into space. Her eyebrows knitted together and she stood up and walked over to Yamcha. She looped her arms round his neck and smashed her lips against his. Yamcha smirked and returned the kiss.
Talk of him always gets her fired up.
She broke away and smiled at him.
"Happy now?"
Yamcha nodded and kissed her on the forehead.
"Good. Now I have to get ready."
3 hours later
"Now! It's time for that excellent singer who's voice is outstanding and knowledge even more so, Bulma Briefs!"
"You can do it babe. Go out there and sing."
Bulma kissed Yamcha lightly and walked out onto the stage. Lights were blaring down at her and the fans were going crazy. She was wearing a tight white boob tube, a long sleeved, baby pink jacket, a short baby pink skirt and white, knee high boots. She looked down and saw all her friends in the front row. Chichi was standing up and waving madly while Goku was standing next to her, acting like he didn't know her. 18 was sitting down holding her stomach but still smiling. Krillin was sitting next to her, holding her hand and waving at Bulma. Vegeta was sitting next to Goku, with his arms crossed over his chest and not looking in her direction. She looked over at the announcer who was smiling madly.
"Ok! Well as we all know, this contest consists of two parts! Singing, and dancing! Singing first! Take it away miss Briefs!"
The music started and she took a deep breath. She looked into the curtains where Yamcha was giving her a thumbs up. She took a deep breath and raised the microphone to her lips.
"Found myself today
Oh I found myself and ran away
Something pulled me back
The voice of reason I forgot I had
All I know is you're not here to say
What you always used to say
But it's written in the sky tonight
So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me
Seen that ray of light
And it's shining on my destiny
Shining all the time
And I wont be afraid
To follow everywhere it's taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To this moment to my dreams
So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me
It doesn't matter what people say
And it doesn't matter how long it takes
Believe in yourself and you'll fly high
And it only matters how true you are
Be true to yourself and follow your heart
So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
That I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even when it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
That someone's watching over
Someone's watching over
Someone's watching over me
Someone's watching over me"
The fans went wild! Chichi literally had tears in her eyes. Bulma bowed and looked over at Vegeta. He was finally looking at her. He was smirking and shaking his head. She sighed and looked over at Yamcha. Who was smiling and giving her a big thumbs up. The announcer came out and pretended to be crying.
"How….beautiful sniff what a wonderful and moving song you chose! So anyway miss Briefs, you ready for the dance contest?"
Bulma nodded and smiled sexily.
"Very well then. Cue music."
The announcer ran off the stage as Bulma started her moves and her back up dancers came out of the wings. They picked up, twirled her round and did their routine wonderfully. Bulma smiled the whole time and sang along to the song.
"Hey now
Hey now
Hey now
Hey now
Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?
I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright
When i see you smiling, I go
oh oh oh
i would never want to miss this
cuz in my heart i know what this is
Chorus
Hey now
Hey now
This is what dreams are made of
Hey now
Hey now
This is what dreams are made of
I've got somewhere i belong
I've got somebody to love
This is what dreams are made of
(Hey now)
(Hey now)
Have you ever wondered what life is about?
You could search the world and never figure it out
you don't have to sail the oceans
no no no
happiness is no mystery
it's here now it's you and me
Chorus
Open your eyes
(This is what dreams are made of)
shout to the sky
(This is what dreams are made of)
Then i see u smiling, I go
oh oh oh
Yesterday my life was duller
Now everything's technicolor
Chorus:
(Hey now)
(Hey now)
Hey now
This is what dreams
This is what dreams are made of
Hey now
Hey now
This is what dreams are made of
I've got somewhere i belong
I've got somebody to love
This is what dreams are made of
(Hey now)
(Hey now)
Hey now
This is what dreams
This is what dreams are made of."
She finished the dance and recovered her breath before bowing to her adoring fans.
"Wow! Well I would say that's the best performance I've seen all evening! But it's not up for me to decide. Bulma if you would go and stand with all our other competitors while the judges decide."
She shook his hand before going to stand with all the other 'wannabees'.
Five minutes later and the judges stood up. The woman took the mic in her hand.
"It was a tough decision. All of you kids have amazing talent, but this years winner is…Bulma Briefs!"
The crowd went wild! Everyone stood up and cheered…everyone except Vegeta. Bulma smiled and ran to the judges to get her trophy. Tears ran down her face. She looked at Vegeta who wasn't looking at her again. Suddenly Yamcha was in front of her and hugging her tightly. He kissed her passionately and the crowd all went Awww. When she looked back Vegeta was gone. She sighed miserably but put on a happy face. She linked hands with Yamcha and held the trophy above her. The audience all cheered for an encore. Which they got. She did girls aloud- love machine. All of the audience got up and danced. Goku, Chichi, Krillin and 18 climbed onto the stage and danced with her.
3 hours later. 10:00pm
Bulma sighed happily as she fell onto her bed. She hugged her trophy to her chest and closed her eyes.
If only he were here to enjoy this with me.
Her eyes shot open again when she heard a commotion downstairs. She carefully placed the trophy on her bedside cabinet and opened her door.
"You had better leave now before I call security!"
"I have a right to be here! I need to see her!"
It couldn't be…
She pulled on her baby pink jacket and her white boots again and ran down the stairs.
"Vegeta…"
He looked up at her from his scowling contest with her father. Dr.Briefs looked at her angrily.
"I was just getting him to leave hun."
"He can stay. You leave."
"Wha…but I…"
"Now dad. Please."
She looked at him pleadingly, he sighed and walked away.
"Hi…Vegeta."
"Hey. Well done with the contest and everything…"
She carried on the last few stairs and stood in front of him.
"Lets go for a walk."
"K."
She wrapped her jacket round her tighter as they walked into the cold night air. They turned the corner of her road and carried on into the park. Bulma stopped suddenly and turned to face him.
"Vegeta. What did you come to talk to me about?"
"Woman…I have…I miss you. A lot. I need you."
"Vegeta don't."
"I love you."
"Don't say that. It's easier this way. Nobody gets hurt."
"Did anybody get hurt when we were together?"
"Yes! All the time. Thinks about it Vegeta. Think of all the times I hurt you."
"You never hurt me."
"What about when I said I was scared of you?"
"If you were you wouldn't have said it."
Bulma stopped mid-rant and stared at him.
I love him.
"I love you."
She fell onto his chest and cried as his arms looped round her waist.
"I love you too."
She shook her head and pulled away suddenly.
"No. I can't do this."
"Why?"
"I'm with Yamcha."
"Yeh, but do you love him?"
"What kind of question is that? If I didn't love him, I wouldn't be going out with him."
"As much as you love me?"
"Who says I love you?"
"You did."
"Oh. Yes I love him a lot. He's been so great to me. And unlike you, he was at all my tryouts cheering me on."
"I wanted to go! Your harpy friend told me not to!"
"Chichi told you not to go?"
"Yeh."
"Chichi wouldn't do that. You're lying. Again."
"What?"
"That is what the whole break up was about. You lied to me!"
"Once!"
"Once is enough to lose my trust Vegeta!"
"How can you say that? After everything we went through together?"
"Vegeta…I've been through a lot with you, yes. So now I just want a break."
She walked in front of him and placed her hands on his chest.
"You can understand that…can't you?"
"No. Why do you want a break from a life? This is your life. You can't take a break from it."
"Very insightful. For you that is."
"Don't you think I want to take a break too? Just to get away from everything? I would love to take a break from life sometimes. But I never want to take a break from you."
Tears fell down her face as she tried to look him in the eye. She took his head in her hand and leant towards him.
"Kiss me."
Vegeta smirked at her before taking her mouth in his. Warm, soft mouths that knew each others shape. Bulma moaned in pleasure before breaking off and smiling at him.
"I do love you. I always have."
"I love you too."
"Vegeta…what am I gonna do about Yamcha?"
"Just tell him we're back together."
"It's not that easy. He's a real sensitive guy. I don't wanna hurt his feelings…"
"Lets not think about that now. Are you gonna come back home?"
"Of course. Let's go now. I'll get my stuff in the morning."
"I'll wear one of your shirts. If you don't mind."
"Course not."
The walked home arm in arm, Bulma smiling happily, Vegeta smirking. (when is he ever not lol)
Later that night
They sank into the carpet, pulling the cushions off the armchairs, and lay in front of the fire with the scattered and tucked under their heads.
Bulma felt herself dissolving into a delicious whirlpool, conscious of his fingers and arms stroking and caressing her and moving round her. She felt so fresh and alive, as though they were lying out in a field of high grass, kissing and kissing and kissing, drinking each other up in long heady draughts.
Bulma flung her head back, rising on such peaks of delight that she almost tipped into unconsciousness. And then suddenly she was back on her childhood swing but her legs and arms were round Vegeta and he was inside her, pushing her higher and higher till the pleasure was so exquisite that it caused her to cry out and she couldn't hold onto the ropes of the swing or Vegeta any longer.
(Mwahahaha. I'm such a naughty girl. I didn't write that myself. I copied it. From a story. I thought I had better say so in case I got caught first and then had to admit my awful crime lol. I got it from a story called a little love song by Michelle Magorian. Plz dont hate me. BTW i willl have more time to update because i having a few days off school cuz i got a cold and its quite bad. so speak to you later. carry on those reviews :))