Author's note: yeah, it's been a while. I am really busy with schoolwork,
and I am actually writing this in between doing an Honors Chemistry project
and studying for a World History test! I needed a break, so I decided to
write! After ya read go review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Celiene Dion or her song "All By Myself". Also I don't own the characters if DBZ!
Bulma paced back and forth, back and forth. Tonight was the night she would be stuck with Krillin, trying to make small talk while Chi Chi and Goku ogled each other. Bulma didn't really want to do this double date, but hey, she couldn't complain. She'd been whining for the past two months that she's had nothing to do on the weekends, but now she does, and its better than staying home with her parents and Vegeta.
Bulma still wasn't comfortable with Vegeta living with her family. She'd hardly even spoken to him, and when she had, all he could say was some rude comment that she usually just disregarded. He typically kept to himself, training all day, staying out of Bulma's way, which Bulma didn't mind.
Chi Chi and Goku were due to arrive in ten minutes. Bulma glared at the clock, willing it to proceed forward. *I wish I'd never agreed to this*, she sighed.
"What are you doing, woman?" A cynical, rude voice broke into her thoughts. In all of her pacing, Bulma had forgotten that Vegeta was in the room, watching the tv. *Ugh, why does he have to talk to me?*
"What does it look like?" she sneered at him. She had no time or energy to get into a battle of rude remarks with him. She'd rather like it if he quit while he was ahead. "Leave me alone."
"You know I wouldn't be talking to you if you weren't disturbing me," he growled, just proving to her that he wasn't trying to talk to her, and that he didn't care whatsoever for her.
"How the hell am I 'disturbing' you?" she said to him, her tone somewhat mocking his.
"You incessantly pace in front of the television, you stupid brat. I'm trying to watch it, but when your big butt walks in front of it, it's hard to see!" he yelled. *What a dumb bitch.*
"Kami…I hate you Vegeta!" As Bulma breathed these last harsh words at Vegeta, the doorbell rang. Bulma stomped over to the door, flinging it open. Although she was angry, she looked beautiful, her blue eyes boiling and her hair a wild fury.
Goku and Chi Chi stood before Bulma, hand in hand. Bulma realized that it was time to put on her game face, and she did just that.
"You must be Goku!" She smiled warmly at the tall, handsome man whose hand was tangled in Chi Chi's. Bulma stretched out her own smooth hand toward Goku, he grasped hers in a strong shake.
"You must be Bulma!" Goku smiled. "Chi Chi described you to me, but she didn't mention how gorgeous you are!" Bulma blushed at the compliment. *I have to give it to Chi Chi…she knows how to pick the sweet ones.*
"Why thank you," she responded, dropping his hand. "Ready to go?" she said, grabbing her coat off the wall hanger.
"Who were you just yelling at?" Chi Chi questioned, curiosity in her lilting voice.
*Shit! I don't want her to know about Vegeta, cause then I'll have to introduce them and he'll be a big ass to them…* "My dad," Bulma quickly lied.
"You call your dad Vegeta?" Chi Chi said, not believing her friend's answer. Vegeta, hearing Chi Chi say his name, decided to get Bulma back for being so rude to him. *This'll teach her to say she hates me…* he chuckled to himself. Walking up from behind Bulma, Vegeta grabbed the door, prying it open wider. Bulma growled angrily. She knew Vegeta was trying to be a jerk.
Vegeta saw who was behind the door. He paused, confused, when he saw Goku. Bulma noted that he was going to force her to do the introductions, so she sighed and gave in.
"Chi Chi and Goku, this is Vegeta. He is a houseguest my parents invited to stay with us." Bulma said.
"Nice to meet you!" Chi Chi squealed, her large eyes sparkling joyfully. *Why hadn't Bulma told me about him? And why does Goku have that stupid confused look on his face?* She shook Vegeta's hand, who also shared Goku's expression, then she lightly nudged Goku to shake hands too.
"Nice to meet you, Vegeta," Goku said slowly, as if he was struggling to get the words out.
"You too Kakar…uhh..Goku," Vegeta said, shaking hands with Goku quickly. "Well, I gotta go do some training. Nice to meet you," he said.
"So are we all set then? Let's go," Bulma asked impatiently. She was ready to get this night over with, and she too noticed the expressions Goku and Vegeta shared. *What was that?*
"Uh yeah," Goku said quietly. Bulma shuffled outside and Chi Chi and Goku began to walk towards the street. Before Bulma could leave, Vegeta grabbed her by the hips.
"Don't ever say you hate me again," he growled, his hot skin on her neck causing her to shiver. "Got that?" he said forcefully. His grip tightened, then he pushed her away. Bulma jogged to catch up with Goku and Chi Chi, but the thought of Vegeta so close to her stayed lodged in her brain.
Bulma caught up, and the three then made their way down the street, towards the Chinese restaurant, not noticing Vegeta watching them depart from his bedroom window.
The trio arrived at the restaurant to find Krillin waiting for them there. He had already picked out a table right next to the window, right where anyone who passed by could see them.
*Great, so if anyone important passes, they will think I date Krillin. My life is over.* Bulma sighed.
Chi Chi and Goku introduced Bulma to Krillin, who was astonished by the blue-haired beauty. He could hardly speak. "Nice to meet you," he almost whispered as he grasped her hand, kissing it gently. Bulma blushed, thinking of how embarrassing this situation was.
The night seemed to drone on and on, and Bulma was getting more bored and irritated by the second. Chi Chi and Goku seemed lost in their own world, feeding each other with chopsticks and giggling when they spilled food on the floor. All Bulma could do was roll her eyes and sigh.
Krillin was desperately trying to impress Bulma. He had never dated someone so beautiful, and he had no intentions of blowing it. *What can I say that wouldn't make her think I was a pathetic loser?* Krillin thought. *I know! I will tell her about how I raise turtles!*
"Do you like turtles?" Krillin questioned. Bulma was caught off guard by the odd question, and she had not idea to where the question would lead. *What the hell?* she thought.
"Sure," she said, her tone indicating that she didn't give a damn about turtles.
"Oh Wow!" Krillin excitedly said, obviously not noticing the deadpan expression on Bulma's face. "I raise turtles and race them on Friday nights at the Coliseum!"
*What is this short bald loon talking about? All night he had been droning on about stupid things, and now turtles. I can't talk to Chi Chi because she is too busy giggling at Goku. I think I feel sick. I have to get out of here!*
"I need to go to the restroom," Bulma said, picking up her purse and walking away from the table. Goku and Chi Chi didn't notice Bulma move, and Krillin just gained an odd, and somewhat disappointed look on his face.
Bulma climbed onto a toilet seat, stood up, and pried the window open. She hoisted herself up, sliding through the window, landing soundly on the ground outside of the restaurant. Bulma began walking away, not looking back, or even thinking about whose feelings she might be hurting. A gust of wind blew across the street, causing Bulma to shiver, and realize that she had forgotten her coat. *Damn! I'm not going back!* Bulma began to trot, and she trotted all the way home.
Bulma threw the door open, slamming it behind her. *Man, I never thought that I'd love to see home this much. That was awful.*
She was just about to smile, but she noticed Vegeta leaning against the doorway to the living room. "Home so soon?" he said, his tone mocking.
"Yeah, I am. I had to get out," Bulma said, pushing his rude tone out of her thoughts and actually being honest with him.
"You just left? Didn't even tell anyone you were going?" Vegeta asked.
"That's right," Bulma said, pushing past him, and walking towards the kitchen.
"You really are a bitch. If I was Chi Chi, I'd kick your ass," Vegeta growled. *Some friend she is.*
Bulma didn't appreciate Vegeta's interjection, and it had actually hurt her. "Did I ask you?" She screamed, running towards her room, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. *Why do I care about what he says?* But she couldn't help it. Tears began to fall.
She slammed her room door, and turned on her radio full blast. The song on forced many tears out of her. She flopped down on her bed, crying hard, listening to the words of the song.
Living alone
I think of all the friend's I've known
But when I dial the telephone
Nobody's home
All by myself
Don't wanna be all by myself anymore
*Thank Kami for Celine Dion. She knows just how I feel*, Bulma thought, a new batch of tears welling up and spilling over. Bulma was certainly all by herself, and it seemed there was nothing she could do about it now.
Just then the phone rang. Warily, Bulma answered.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" Chi Chi screamed into Bulma's ear. "YOU KNOW, I THOUGHT YOU WERE A REAL FRIEND BUT I WAS WRONG! YOU ARE A STUPID BITCH WHO ONLY CARES ABOUT HERSELF! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST LEFT! KRILLIN WAS SO HURT, AND I WAS EMBARRASSED THAT I HAD SUCH A RUDE FRIEND! YOU'VE REALLY PROVEN HOW SELF CENTERED YOU ARE, BULMA BRIEFS! OH, I HAVE YOUR FUCKING COAT. YOU LEFT IT THERE IN YOUR RUSH TO LEAVE!" With that, the line went dead, and Chi Chi was gone. Chi Chi didn't even let Bulma get a word in. *She's right,* Bulma thought sadly. *I'm a bitch. Instead of getting my friend back, I pushed her farther away. What am I gonna do?*
Bulma's tears came again, and Bulma cried until she fell asleep, the self-inflicted pain in her heart growing even in her dreams.
Author's note: hey guys! Hope you all enjoyed it! Oh, I don't have anything against Krillin, it's just that he is definitely not Bulma's type! Go review review review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Celiene Dion or her song "All By Myself". Also I don't own the characters if DBZ!
Bulma paced back and forth, back and forth. Tonight was the night she would be stuck with Krillin, trying to make small talk while Chi Chi and Goku ogled each other. Bulma didn't really want to do this double date, but hey, she couldn't complain. She'd been whining for the past two months that she's had nothing to do on the weekends, but now she does, and its better than staying home with her parents and Vegeta.
Bulma still wasn't comfortable with Vegeta living with her family. She'd hardly even spoken to him, and when she had, all he could say was some rude comment that she usually just disregarded. He typically kept to himself, training all day, staying out of Bulma's way, which Bulma didn't mind.
Chi Chi and Goku were due to arrive in ten minutes. Bulma glared at the clock, willing it to proceed forward. *I wish I'd never agreed to this*, she sighed.
"What are you doing, woman?" A cynical, rude voice broke into her thoughts. In all of her pacing, Bulma had forgotten that Vegeta was in the room, watching the tv. *Ugh, why does he have to talk to me?*
"What does it look like?" she sneered at him. She had no time or energy to get into a battle of rude remarks with him. She'd rather like it if he quit while he was ahead. "Leave me alone."
"You know I wouldn't be talking to you if you weren't disturbing me," he growled, just proving to her that he wasn't trying to talk to her, and that he didn't care whatsoever for her.
"How the hell am I 'disturbing' you?" she said to him, her tone somewhat mocking his.
"You incessantly pace in front of the television, you stupid brat. I'm trying to watch it, but when your big butt walks in front of it, it's hard to see!" he yelled. *What a dumb bitch.*
"Kami…I hate you Vegeta!" As Bulma breathed these last harsh words at Vegeta, the doorbell rang. Bulma stomped over to the door, flinging it open. Although she was angry, she looked beautiful, her blue eyes boiling and her hair a wild fury.
Goku and Chi Chi stood before Bulma, hand in hand. Bulma realized that it was time to put on her game face, and she did just that.
"You must be Goku!" She smiled warmly at the tall, handsome man whose hand was tangled in Chi Chi's. Bulma stretched out her own smooth hand toward Goku, he grasped hers in a strong shake.
"You must be Bulma!" Goku smiled. "Chi Chi described you to me, but she didn't mention how gorgeous you are!" Bulma blushed at the compliment. *I have to give it to Chi Chi…she knows how to pick the sweet ones.*
"Why thank you," she responded, dropping his hand. "Ready to go?" she said, grabbing her coat off the wall hanger.
"Who were you just yelling at?" Chi Chi questioned, curiosity in her lilting voice.
*Shit! I don't want her to know about Vegeta, cause then I'll have to introduce them and he'll be a big ass to them…* "My dad," Bulma quickly lied.
"You call your dad Vegeta?" Chi Chi said, not believing her friend's answer. Vegeta, hearing Chi Chi say his name, decided to get Bulma back for being so rude to him. *This'll teach her to say she hates me…* he chuckled to himself. Walking up from behind Bulma, Vegeta grabbed the door, prying it open wider. Bulma growled angrily. She knew Vegeta was trying to be a jerk.
Vegeta saw who was behind the door. He paused, confused, when he saw Goku. Bulma noted that he was going to force her to do the introductions, so she sighed and gave in.
"Chi Chi and Goku, this is Vegeta. He is a houseguest my parents invited to stay with us." Bulma said.
"Nice to meet you!" Chi Chi squealed, her large eyes sparkling joyfully. *Why hadn't Bulma told me about him? And why does Goku have that stupid confused look on his face?* She shook Vegeta's hand, who also shared Goku's expression, then she lightly nudged Goku to shake hands too.
"Nice to meet you, Vegeta," Goku said slowly, as if he was struggling to get the words out.
"You too Kakar…uhh..Goku," Vegeta said, shaking hands with Goku quickly. "Well, I gotta go do some training. Nice to meet you," he said.
"So are we all set then? Let's go," Bulma asked impatiently. She was ready to get this night over with, and she too noticed the expressions Goku and Vegeta shared. *What was that?*
"Uh yeah," Goku said quietly. Bulma shuffled outside and Chi Chi and Goku began to walk towards the street. Before Bulma could leave, Vegeta grabbed her by the hips.
"Don't ever say you hate me again," he growled, his hot skin on her neck causing her to shiver. "Got that?" he said forcefully. His grip tightened, then he pushed her away. Bulma jogged to catch up with Goku and Chi Chi, but the thought of Vegeta so close to her stayed lodged in her brain.
Bulma caught up, and the three then made their way down the street, towards the Chinese restaurant, not noticing Vegeta watching them depart from his bedroom window.
The trio arrived at the restaurant to find Krillin waiting for them there. He had already picked out a table right next to the window, right where anyone who passed by could see them.
*Great, so if anyone important passes, they will think I date Krillin. My life is over.* Bulma sighed.
Chi Chi and Goku introduced Bulma to Krillin, who was astonished by the blue-haired beauty. He could hardly speak. "Nice to meet you," he almost whispered as he grasped her hand, kissing it gently. Bulma blushed, thinking of how embarrassing this situation was.
The night seemed to drone on and on, and Bulma was getting more bored and irritated by the second. Chi Chi and Goku seemed lost in their own world, feeding each other with chopsticks and giggling when they spilled food on the floor. All Bulma could do was roll her eyes and sigh.
Krillin was desperately trying to impress Bulma. He had never dated someone so beautiful, and he had no intentions of blowing it. *What can I say that wouldn't make her think I was a pathetic loser?* Krillin thought. *I know! I will tell her about how I raise turtles!*
"Do you like turtles?" Krillin questioned. Bulma was caught off guard by the odd question, and she had not idea to where the question would lead. *What the hell?* she thought.
"Sure," she said, her tone indicating that she didn't give a damn about turtles.
"Oh Wow!" Krillin excitedly said, obviously not noticing the deadpan expression on Bulma's face. "I raise turtles and race them on Friday nights at the Coliseum!"
*What is this short bald loon talking about? All night he had been droning on about stupid things, and now turtles. I can't talk to Chi Chi because she is too busy giggling at Goku. I think I feel sick. I have to get out of here!*
"I need to go to the restroom," Bulma said, picking up her purse and walking away from the table. Goku and Chi Chi didn't notice Bulma move, and Krillin just gained an odd, and somewhat disappointed look on his face.
Bulma climbed onto a toilet seat, stood up, and pried the window open. She hoisted herself up, sliding through the window, landing soundly on the ground outside of the restaurant. Bulma began walking away, not looking back, or even thinking about whose feelings she might be hurting. A gust of wind blew across the street, causing Bulma to shiver, and realize that she had forgotten her coat. *Damn! I'm not going back!* Bulma began to trot, and she trotted all the way home.
Bulma threw the door open, slamming it behind her. *Man, I never thought that I'd love to see home this much. That was awful.*
She was just about to smile, but she noticed Vegeta leaning against the doorway to the living room. "Home so soon?" he said, his tone mocking.
"Yeah, I am. I had to get out," Bulma said, pushing his rude tone out of her thoughts and actually being honest with him.
"You just left? Didn't even tell anyone you were going?" Vegeta asked.
"That's right," Bulma said, pushing past him, and walking towards the kitchen.
"You really are a bitch. If I was Chi Chi, I'd kick your ass," Vegeta growled. *Some friend she is.*
Bulma didn't appreciate Vegeta's interjection, and it had actually hurt her. "Did I ask you?" She screamed, running towards her room, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. *Why do I care about what he says?* But she couldn't help it. Tears began to fall.
She slammed her room door, and turned on her radio full blast. The song on forced many tears out of her. She flopped down on her bed, crying hard, listening to the words of the song.
Living alone
I think of all the friend's I've known
But when I dial the telephone
Nobody's home
All by myself
Don't wanna be all by myself anymore
*Thank Kami for Celine Dion. She knows just how I feel*, Bulma thought, a new batch of tears welling up and spilling over. Bulma was certainly all by herself, and it seemed there was nothing she could do about it now.
Just then the phone rang. Warily, Bulma answered.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" Chi Chi screamed into Bulma's ear. "YOU KNOW, I THOUGHT YOU WERE A REAL FRIEND BUT I WAS WRONG! YOU ARE A STUPID BITCH WHO ONLY CARES ABOUT HERSELF! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST LEFT! KRILLIN WAS SO HURT, AND I WAS EMBARRASSED THAT I HAD SUCH A RUDE FRIEND! YOU'VE REALLY PROVEN HOW SELF CENTERED YOU ARE, BULMA BRIEFS! OH, I HAVE YOUR FUCKING COAT. YOU LEFT IT THERE IN YOUR RUSH TO LEAVE!" With that, the line went dead, and Chi Chi was gone. Chi Chi didn't even let Bulma get a word in. *She's right,* Bulma thought sadly. *I'm a bitch. Instead of getting my friend back, I pushed her farther away. What am I gonna do?*
Bulma's tears came again, and Bulma cried until she fell asleep, the self-inflicted pain in her heart growing even in her dreams.
Author's note: hey guys! Hope you all enjoyed it! Oh, I don't have anything against Krillin, it's just that he is definitely not Bulma's type! Go review review review!