Disclaimer: I own no dragon ball z characters/locations/situations etc (you get the picture!); All credit for the creation of DBZ goes to Akira Toriyama. He came up with the characters, the cartoons, the graphic novels, etc. I won't be placing this disclaimer on every chapter

And Then I Met You

Quick description: Definitely AU, and some of it may be OOC. I just like the general characters of DBZ, so I am using them in this fic, but give it a chance! Bulma and Chi Chi are college roommates in college, and both girls suffer from unsatisfying love lives…that is until they run into two very interesting students – a foreign exchange student and his host. Look for G/C and B/V…throw in some twists and love triangles as well! Enjoy the fic.

Chapter One: Late-Night Chats

"Chi Chi…" Bulma whispered, not bothering to move her head from the indented spot on her pillow. It was 3:09 AM. "Cheech!" Bulma whispered a little more harshly, this time leaning over her bunked bed and peering down onto Chi Chi's bed. Bulma had been awake for hours, staring at her ceiling, so her eyes were quite accustomed to the darkness. She chuckled at the sight of her ebony-haired roommate who was sprawled across her tiny twin bed, one arm splayed across her face, one leg twitching its way off the side of the bed. How Chi Chi could possibly sleep in such a position, Bulma didn't know. "Cheech, wake up!" Bulma whispered more loudly and forcefully, laughing as Chi Chi shot out of sleep and nearly fell out of her bed.

"What is it?" Chi Chi glowered, shooting Bulma mini death glares out of her large, mahogany eyes. "It's 3 in the morning!"

Bulma rolled back onto her pillow and sighed. Chi Chi flopped back down, readjusting her comforter and her lean, slender legs under the sheets. "Here we go again," Chi Chi thought.

"I know it's late, I just couldn't sleep," Bulma groaned. "I mean Chi Chi," Bulma twisted around to lie on her stomach, "have you noticed lately that nothing has changed for us since high school?"

"Bulma, we are sophomores in college, everything has changed. I mean, we are certainly much different from when we were sophomores in high school, don't you think?" Chi Chi responded sleepily.

"I don't mean us, personally, Cheech," Bulma said, sleep forcing her to grow exasperated, "I mean just things in our lives. I thought we'd come to college and find people who understand us. I thought we'd at least party on the weekends, Cheech, but all we have done this year is sit on our asses in this stupid room and waste our Fridays away!" Bulma stopped only to take in a breath. "And jeez, Cheech, I was sure as hell that I'd be over Yamcha by now and that we'd both be involved with new guys that actually matter." Bulma thrust her face into her pillow and sighed heavily. "I'm tired of waiting for something to happen!"

"Then Bulma," Chi Chi moaned, having listened to more late-night Bulma-woes than she really wanted, "why are you waiting? If you are so sick of things as they are, then change them. You can change them, right?"

"Yeah, I guess, but you know how it is. I can't seem to make friends here, and that makes it a little hard to just up and change things." It was beginning to sound like Bulma had gone down the road of self pity, but Chi Chi knew better. It was obvious that Bulma's beauty and intelligence intimidated most boys, and as for girls, Bulma's wit, originality, and stunning looks enraged them with jealousy. Even if Bulma attempted to reach out , girls only seemed to exclude her, and boys if not distracted by her body, cowered away when she opened her mouth.

"Bulma," Chi Chi said as reassuringly as she could, "We'll find that group. We'll find people that appreciate us. I promise." Chi Chi rolled over, hoping Bulma would be satisfied with her response until the morning.

"I know, Chi," Bulma said, growing more contented by the second, "I just wonder when." Bulma rolled over once more, molding her lithe body in a more comfortable sleeping position. "It's just that I feel like I…like we… could do something big…you know? Like we could be a part of something different, and I am just ready for that different to come, you know?" Bulma once more stared at the ceiling, waiting for Chi Chi to answer her, but all her ears were met with was a gentle snoring. Chi Chi tended to fall asleep at the most convenient times for Bulma.

"Oh well," Bulma thought, "It IS almost 3:30 in the morning. Maybe things will look better after some sleep." She rolled over a few times, making herself comfortable once more. She ended up lying on her belly, arms folded under her pillow, legs sprawling in different directions. Finally she fell into a fitful sleep.

But she had been right. Things would look better after sleep. Only she didn't have any idea how much better things would actually be.

A/N: I hope this beginning suits you all. Keep your eye out for updates and following chapters. Don't forget to review! Seee?

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