Chapter 3! I was in such a rush to go to school that I didn't get the chance to answer my reviewer's questions/comments in the last chapter I put up (which I had 5 minutes until I had to leave. Hey, at least you know I cared more about you guys seeing the next chapter then being late for school). Well, here goes nothing.

RosardoZBT – First chapter: I totally agree with you about the 'nice Vegeta' thingy, but like all romance fics, there will be some OC stuff eventually. No matter how annoying it is. It's not like they ever showed Vegeta being romantic in DBZ or DBGT. It's impossible to make him romantic in his character, but that's why I like him, no mushy crap. Second chapter: Yes it will be more then 5 chapters. Good instincts. Thanks for both of your reviews; they really mean a lot. Oh ya, and you get bragging rights for being my first reviewer! (Hands Rosa a T-Shirt with a picture of Vegeta doing his trademark smirk with arms crossed and above him it says 'True Vegeta Fan' and says 'Badman' in the back. No, it's not a pink shirt.)

i take people's whits - First chapter: Don't we all love the Yamcha bashings? Here's your prize for being the second reviewer! (Hands whits a Yamcha doll and when it's squeezed, it's eyes pop out and bloody bruises appear all over him with a black flag that pops out of his mouth and written in red letters 'True Yamcha Bashing Fan' on the flag.) Second chapter: I was wondering if anybody would notice the Mel Gibson movie thingy. I am a fan of his; he is my third favorite actor (no, I don't have dreamy thoughts about him, I just like his acting. I have never had any dreamy thoughts about anybody. Kind of hard to believe, I know. I'm 16 and I haven't had any thought about sex at all! How can this be? Maybe it's because I got hit on the head too many times when I was little…well, I still get hit in the head a lot these days.) I even memorized the whole battle speech he does. (Even others speeches from other movies. See? I am a movie freak!) The reason why I putted those two movies in there were because those movies kind of fitted Vegeta's personality. You know, like his loyalty, revenge, thirst for blood, his suffering, etc. Plus 'BraveHeart' is my favorite movie. Thanks for both of your reviews; they mean so much to me.

bebex2xsweet - Second chapter: Ek to you too. Continue? (bebex uses jedi mind trick on Destiny. Destiny's eyes roll to the back of her head and talks in a zombie like voice.) Yes, I shall continue, my master (drool falls out of her mouth). Uhhhhh... (bebex snaps Destiny out of her trance) What? oh! Yes, well, thanks for the review! It means a great deal to me.

SesshomaruMegumi - Second chapter: I really agree with you on the confusion detail thingy. There're a lot of stories were people take up a whole chapter just to explain the persons surroundings and feelings and then theirs barley any action in that whole chapter. It's like time frozen in place and we just sit there, waiting for the person to finish the details, then time unfreezes and the story continues. I personally would just like to continue with the story, not sit there for a half an hour reading about what the place looks like or what the character is wearing and then when they start talking again, I forget why they were there in the first place. That's why most stories are so long. After reading all that information and then the story continues, do you actually still imagine what the person looks like as they are talking? Most people don't. Well, my story won't be as long as others since I don't put a lot of detail down, but the plot matters more then the detail, right? (Well, that's just my opinion) Oh ya! Don't worry, I won't let you down on this story or any others that I might make in the furture. Thanks for the review! It makes me feel oh so fuzzy inside. (Takes a chainsaw and shoves it down her throat, then coughs out a hiarball.) Ya, I haven't had a trim done in weeks. It's a jungle in there.


Bulma woke up the next day feeling a little drowsier then usual. She looked at the clock on her nightstand. It read 7:44 AM. She turned and faced the wall. About ten seconds later, her eyes shot open.

'7:44!'

She quickly turned around again and stared at the clock once again. She jumped out of bed and threw on some clothes. She ran out her door and headed down stairs to the kitchen.

"Good morning honey. Here's your breakfast."

"No thanks, mom. I'm going to be late for work. Tell dad that I'm ready to go."

"Your father left a half hour ago."

"What! All the other vehicles are in the shop getting their oil changed and stuff!"

Bulma grabbed an apple and started to pace around the kitchen. She took a bite out of her apple and then got an idea.

"Mum, wers tha kar tat wy uss fur anrjinsys ounle?"

"Bulma, chew and swallow before you speak."

Bulma gave her mother a frustrated look while Vegeta was finishing the last of his toast. She kept on chewing and started to get very irritated until she decided to spit the apple out and talk.

"Mom, where's the car that we use for emergencies only?"

"That one is also at the car shop."

Bulma blinked a few times.

"Mom! That's supposed to stay in the house! That's why it's called an 'emergency' car so people can use them in situations like this!"

"Oh, sorry dear."

Vegeta looked at Mrs. Briefs oddly.

"I'm in deep shit now!"

"Bulma! I will not have that kind of language in this house!"

"Sorry mom. What am I going to do! I have to be there in seven minutes! It will take me at least an hour on foot! I guess I better start running…"

She lets out a frustrated sigh and runs outside in the direction of C.C. She starts to breath really hard as she enters her third minute of running. Suddenly, she was flying in the air. She was about to scream, but stopped when she felt strong arms holding her. She looked up and saw Vegeta with an expressionless face.

"Vegeta! You nearly scared the crap out of me!"

Vegeta smirked.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm flying you to your job."

"Why?"

"If I didn't fly you to your job you would arrive late and when you returned to your house later, you would be in one of your bitchy moods and I would have to listen to your screeching."

"Uh…thanks."

"Don't get use to it."

They arrived at C.C. three minutes later. Bulma said her thanks again. Vegeta grunted and flew off.

> > > > >

"Puar, I'm telling you, there's something going on between them."

"Yamcha, there's nothing happening with Bulma and Vegeta. They hate each other to much."

"Or maybe that's what they want us to think."

"How do you suppose we find out?"

Yamcha stared at Puar for a few moments and a crazy grin appeared on his face.

"Yamcha, are you okay?"

"Never better. I have an idea, but I'm going to need you for it."

'I have a bad feeling about this.'

"Okay Yamcha."

"Here's what were going to do. You are a shape shifter right?"

"Right."

"So, all you need to do is turn into Vegeta and act like him except when you're around Bulma. You should still act like Vegeta, but try to act a little more seductive around her when no ones looking. Put the moves on her, you know what I mean?"

"Are you sure about this?"

"Positively. If she starts to respond to you, then that will be all the proof we need."

"When do I leave?"

"As soon as she gets off work, that's at 6:00 PM, another hour to go. Okay Puar, start practicing."

> > > > >

Two hours later, Bulma walks into her home from the long walk back from C.C. and sees Vegeta on the couch watching a soap opera.

'Vegeta watching a soap opera? Now I've seen everything.'

Puar didn't notice Bulma come in and continued to watch her soaps.

'He's not in his spandex suit? He's wearing a tie? I didn't even know he owned a tie. All he has is that blue spandex suit of his and that pink 'badman' outfit that I gave him. He's not wearing gloves or boots. Is this some kind of Sayain holiday or something?'

"Oh, Derek! I'm afraid I can't marry you!"

"Why my love?"

"Because, because…"

"Because of what, Linda?"

"Because… I'm your twin sister."

Puar had tears coming out of her eyes.

"Geeze Vegeta, I didn't know that you were so into soaps."

Puar jumped and quickly changed the channel to pro wrestling.

"What are you talking about? I was just flipping thru channels until my manly show came back on!"

"It's okay, Vegeta. Your secret is safe with me."

Bulma winked at Puar and walked to the kitchen to get something to eat.

'I should be more alert next time or else I'll blow my cover!'

"Vegeta, are you hungry?"

"Yes, please."

Bulma turned around and looked at Puar for a few seconds with a confused look in her eyes.

'That's got to be the first time I ever heard him say please.'

She shrugged and turned back to her cooking. About twenty minutes later, Bulma called Vegeta for dinner. Pour came to the table and sat on Bulma's left.

'Why is he sitting next to me? Usually he sits across from me.'

She once again looked at him confused, but turned back to her meal.

"So, how was work today?"

'He's actually talking, and it's not about food or the GR? This day just gets weirder and weirder.'

"Uh… okay, I guess."

Bulma went to reach for the salt, but accidentally tipped her glass over and a puddle of milk appeared. She got up to clean it, but was stopped by Vegeta.

"Here, let me do it."

'He's being nice?'

"Um, thank you."

"Your welcome."

Bulma got up to get some more milk. When she came back with the milk, she saw a sad face on Vegeta.

"Vegeta, what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, Bulma. I'm too full to finish this delicious food that you have so kindly provided for me."

'He apologized, he called the food that I made delicious, he said I was kind, and he's FULL? There is definitely something wrong with him…He said my NAME?'

"Vegeta, do you have a fever or something?"

"Of course not Bulma, but thank you for caring."

"That's it! I'm getting the first aid kit."

"Wh-"

Before Puar could reply Bulma was already out of the room running to the medical wing.

'Was it something I said?'

Puar was about to follow Bulma until she saw Vegeta exiting the GR and was heading to the kitchen. Puar turned into a fly and went out the window back to Yamcha's apartment. Bulma came running back out and shoved a thermometer in Vegeta's mouth and took his wrist to check his pulse.

"Wumin, wat tha hul ar yo dewimg?"

"What? Oh, hang on a second."

Bulma took the thermometer out of his mouth and checked his temperature.

'Hmm, normal for a Sayain, but his pulse is a little fast.'

"I said, what the hell are you doing?"

"I was checking to see if you were sick."

"Sayains don't get sick."

"Well your temperature is normal, but your pulse is fast."

"That's because I just finished training."

"What do you mean? You were here with me the whole time and why are you in your spandex suit?"

'Maybe that's the reason why his pulse is fast. He ran upstairs to change and came back down, but why would he do that? That doesn't explain why he's sweating either. It's not hot and running for a few minutes would not make this guy sweat. Is he nervous or something?'

"Woman, are you crazy! I was in the GR since I dropped you off at your job and incase you didn't notice, I always train in my spandex suit."

Bulma looked at Vegeta and saw bruises all over him.

'I guess he's telling the truth. Maybe he's right. I'm probably going crazy.'

"Oh, um… never mind Vegeta."

Bulma walked up the stairs to her room. Vegeta was about to order food, but then he saw food already on the table so he decided to eat that.


Chapter 3 done! I hope this chapter was satisfactory. If not, well… you can send a review about how horrible it was. In the end, I get a review. So it's no skin off my bone. One more thing, if it's not any trouble, could someone give me one anonymous review? I would just like to know if it would work because I press the button that allows anybody to review and so far I only got registered members reviews. I still feel bad about that. I don't need a bunch of anonymous reviews, one will be enough to prove that it's working. I just want to make sure that anybody is allowed to review (if they want to). To those of you who have reviewed my other chapters, THANK YOU!

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