Hey there guys I am back again! Woman's Select won first place in the showcase music festival! Yay! Unfortunately, we lost at state. Well I wrote this on the way back from Florida. So here it is.
Disclaimer: No I don't own DBZ so go to hell and leave me alone! (J/K!)
Last time: "Hey babe, where are you? I thought we were going somewhere tonight?"
Yamcha appeared at the gate he stopped when he saw Bulma and Vegeta. "Oh, am I… interrupting something?"
Vegeta looked down at Bulma. She could see his heart breaking.
He stood up, brushing the grass from his training pants. "No, you weren't interrupting anything. I was just talking to my ex-whore." Yamcha stood there stunned as Vegeta walked past him, calmly.
Bulma sat up with tears in her eyes. "Vegeta NO!" She jumped up and pushed past Yamcha to Vegeta. Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm and he halted. Bulma stood in front of him and reached up to caress his face. Vegeta's face went hard.
When Bulma touched him he looked down at her. Bulma's eyes softened and she put her hand completely on his cheek. "I love you Vegeta" she said.
Vegeta smiled cruelly and grabbed her wrist and twisted it. Bulma screamed in pain. Vegeta moved closer until his face was directly in front of her. "You love me woman?" Bulma nodded, wincing. "Why don't you find someone who gives a FUCK!" Vegeta pushed her to the ground and kept walking.
Bulma got to her feet and went to run after him but someone grabbed her arm. She began cry then, hard.
"Yamcha let me go! Please!" Bulma screamed and fought against him. She eventually just broke down and cried. Yamcha just held her and let her cry.
Later Yamcha and Bulma went to dinner at La Sheplery Pale de Danse. They ate and danced and had a great time. Bulma almost forgot about Vegeta. Almost. Bulma and Yamcha were dancing to a slow song when Bulma started crying. Yamcha took Bulma outside to talk.
"What's wrong Bulma? You were so happy a couple of minutes ago."
"I know Yamcha but I don't know what to do. I mean Vegeta hates me." Bulma wiped the mascara from under her eyes.
"Vegeta doesn't hate you Bulma. He is trying to hold on to you. He just doesn't know how to express his feelings," Yamcha told her. He knew now that he would never have her back. Bulma would always be Vegeta's. Strangely Yamcha was OK with this.
"Yamcha can you take me home," Bulma asked him as her tears began to dry and she became cheerful again.
"Of course babe." Yamcha picked her up and flew her to her parent's house. Bulma packed up her and Trunks' things. She kissed her parents goodnight and went back to her and Vegeta's house.
Vegeta was training when Bulma and Trunks returned. It was about two in the morning. Bulma put Trunks into bed and went to her room. She stripped down to her bra and panties and got in her bed. Bulma quickly fell asleep.
Vegeta came in two hours after Bulma got back. He was exhausted. After having seen that his mate was making plans with her ex-boyfriend he trained. Vegeta walked up the steps and into his room. It was dark but he could still see. There was something, or someone, in his bed. He felt for Ki and knew it was Bulma.
Vegeta's face hardened and he walked over to the bed. Vegeta just stood there staring at his mate and wondering what he would do. He took of his training clothes and put on boxers. Vegeta slid in beside her. He stared into her sleeping face. He sighed and lay back. Of a sudden Bulma rolled over onto Vegeta's chest. Vegeta froze and then put his arm around her and closed his eyes.
Bulma moaned and her eyes fluttered open. She was alone just like she had been when she went to bed. Bulma sighed and sat up. "What am I going to do?" She asked herself.
"I don't know but you better figure it out." A voice said from the chair in the corner.
Bulma jumped when the person started to talk. "Vegeta?" There was a grunt acknowledging her question. "Vegeta I don't know what to say to you. I am so sorry for everything that I have done. I-I-I don't know what to say other than to say that I love you and I am so sorry." Vegeta made a noise.
Bulma looked down at her hands. Vegeta stood up. Bulma looked up at him. Vegeta opened the door, walked out, and slammed it shut behind him.
"No! Vegeta come back!" Bulma got out of the bed, ran to the door, and threw it open. She began to run down the stairs after Vegeta. Bulma reached the end of the first flight of stairs but before she could step down her foot rolled and she began to fall. Bulma hit every step on the way down and landed hard on her ankle.
Bulma lay on the floor for ten minutes, immobile. Vegeta had already gone out to the GR and didn't hear her fall down the stairs. Bulma was in a lot of pain and couldn't stand up. Twenty more minutes went by and all Bulma had managed to do was to sit up.
Vegeta had been feeling a pain in his ankle for the past half hour. He went into the house for a drink. It felt like he could hardly walk to the back door his ankle hurt so badly.
Bulma heard the door slam. "Is someone there?" she called out in distress. Vegeta heard her call and started to walk to where the sound came from. When he reached the hallway he saw Bulma sitting on the floor and rushed over to her. Bulma let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, Vegeta! I am so glad you are here!" she said.
"What happened woman?" he asked looking and sounding more concerned than he wanted to.
"I was chasing after you and I fell. I think I hurt my ankle." Bulma said. "It hurts like hell!" Vegeta picked her up and took her to the bathroom to get the medical kit.
Bulma sat on the toilet as Vegeta examined her ankle and wrapped it up. It was a bad sprain. When he was done Vegeta helped Bulma up and saw that she couldn't walk so he carried her to the bedroom.
Vegeta threw Bulma unceremoniously onto the bed. Bulma let out a screech. "What are you doing Vegeta?" she yelled. Vegeta stood staring at her for a while and turned around and walked out.
Bulma called after him. "Vegeta! You come back here you! We're not finished here!" She paused and then, "I know you can hear me! Just you wait until I can walk again!"
Vegeta was sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch. Yes, he heard every word she said. Vegeta smiled then, an actual smile, and continued to eat his sandwich. He realized something in that moment. He realized that that woman upstairs screaming was his. And he loved her.
Well I finally got the next chapter in! Aren't you all so proud of me? I have a question though. Should I continue the story or stop here? Give me some ideas. Please! Thanks!
