Title: When, Where, What Time?

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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, although I wish I did…hmm…that would be GREAT! .

Authors Note:

Hey there you guys. I am here to update my story once more. Isn't it great? Lol. Sorry, having a moment here. Well, I am now updating as much as I can because this weekend, I cannot write until Sunday, my Junior/Senior Prom is this Saturday, 8-16-04, and I a busy busy busy. Sorry. But I promise the updates won't take that long. I promise, this story only has like 20 chapters, but since I went in and re-wrote a lot, it could be more, but no less. And they are already written, so if anything, this story will be the first to update. Not much is left really.

But that is a long time away. It is only the third chapter and I promise, I have added in new and more drama then ever. Think of it like the OC has met Laguna Beach. Sad to say, I LOVE and ADURE both those shows. : ) Well, I hope you enjoy reading this chapter and can't forget to review. Love you all!

Chapter Three

The next few days went by very slow for Bulma but none the less, they were eventful. Vegeta and Bulma perused their love interest, sneaking away every chance they had and no one became the wiser. ChiChi constantly brought up Vegeta when she was with Bulma, still plotting them to 'hook up', but Bulma would yell and carry on as if she had no interest in him.

Bulma had to admit though, she hated lying to her best and dearest friends. But the mystery intrigued her still. Living a lie was somewhat exciting. Bulma felt as if she was in need of a good challenge, Vegeta was a challenge and she intended on going on a conquest and taking over.

It was finally the last period of the day and to add to the frustration, it was Friday and school was never ending. The gang was 'scheduled' to hit the club that night and then bar hop the following night. Bulma was more than ready to hit the town. And this however, was what made her thirst for Vegeta grows more and more. The thought of her and Vegeta together all weekend, running off, and doing what sexually frustrated teens do and being able to hide from both their friends and the paparazzi.

"Now class, this is the end of the first week of school," The swim teacher paused for a quick moment while the screams filed the pool area. "I want everyone to do what they've been doing for this week and just swim. I don't care what you gals do, but no horse play, no one needs to get injured, God forbid."

Once the teacher was gone, Bulma took a quick glance at Vegeta in the boxing area and turned back to her friends. "So, what club are we going to first?"

"I am not quick sure, I think the guys want to go to Hustlers, but that is what Goku was saying," ChiChi stated.

"Oh it doesn't really matter, but I mean, Hustlers is a new club in town, I heard that is was supposed to be good," 18 said.

"I can't wait till tonight," Bulma said, she began to take off her towel, standing there, Vegeta caught a glimpse of her slimming figure from the corner of his eye. She was standing there, a matching brown bathing suit, with pink, purple and white flowers with ties on both sides of the bottoms and tied around her busted area and around her neck. Vegeta couldn't help but be taken in by her luxurious body.

"Oh B, is that a new bathing suit?" ChiChi asked.

"Yeah, isn't it cute?" ChiChi and 18 nodded. "Yeah, I got it just the other day, on Monday I think it was?"

"Oh my gosh, B, I think Vegeta is starring at you!" ChiChi grinned.

"Oh whatever Chi, he is probably looking at Marron over there," Bulma looked at Vegeta. Part of her hoped that he was looking at her, but the other half felt that maybe he was looking at Marron or some other girl.

"I doubt it, I mean, he is barely paying attention to his spar," 18 said. "But maybe you are right B, he probably isn't looking at you, he only goes for the slutty and whorish girls."

Everyone walked to the pool, "Yeah, you are right about that one," Bulma agreed. She felt slightly stupid and had a hard blow to her ego. Although, if 18 did know about their secret fling, maybe she would not have said what she said…but she doesn't know and everyone knows that Vegeta likes those easy lays.

Right after school, the gang quickly pushed through the hallways, other students quickly move out of their way. When they got to their cars they stood around, figuring out what they had planned.

"So, how is this going to work?" Bulma asked.

"Umm, the guys are going to my house and then I guess all the girls can go to your house. I think that would be easier, don't you?" Krillen asked.

"Yeah, I think that sounds good," ChiChi said, Bulma and 18 nodded.

"So it is settled then. We will meet you boys at Hustlers and then it is party time! WOOH!" Bulma shouted.

"Ha.Ha. Yeah, I can't wait," 18 said.

"Okay, well we are off," Goku and Krillen got into their cars and began to leave.

"B, you coming?" ChiChi asked.

"Yea," Bulma sat into her car, hoping they would leave soon, which they did. She looked at Vegeta, he slowly walked up to her.

"So, why were you starring at me today? Especially in Fourth…"

"How would you know if I was starring if you weren't starring?"

"Ah, that is good…" Vegeta kissed her neck smoothly. Reaching her ear, nibbling softly he whispered, "I can't wait for tonight."

"Hmm, me either," Bulma moaned quietly.

"I will see you then," Vegeta bent to her lips, brushed them lightly with his own lustful lips. Bulma blushed, he smirked and waved with two fingers and drove off in his car. Bulma melted in her chair. When she finally gained her senses, she smiled and drove off.

Oh my gosh, I have no idea what I should wear," ChiChi looked in Bulma's closet. "Are you sure I can wear whatever I want?"

"Oh yea, I don't mind, I promise, you and 18 feel free to take what you want," Bulma was the last to take a shower, her hair was pulled up in a towel and another wrapped around her body.

"What are you going to wear?" 18 asked.

"I am not sure yet," Bulma looked into her closet. "I mean, I might just wear some jeans or something."

"I think I look fine in this? What do you think?" ChiChi was wearing a black leather mini-skirt with a tight white halter-top with black high heels.

"I like that, it suits your figure really good," Bulma said, 18 nodded in agreement. "What do you want to wear?"

"Umm, I am not sure yet," 18 said, Bulma was now dressed, she wore tight faded blue jeans with a white belt with silver stubs, white pointed toe high heels and a with strapless bra with a blue tank top over it that went below her bust. "Oh wow, you look so cute."

"Thanks." Bulma said, "I still have to figure out what I am going to do with my hair, I think it is getting way too long, I need a hair cut."

"Oh, I have a deal…you pick me out something to wear and I will cut your hair, for free!" 18 said.

"Ha. Sounds good."

18 did as she promised. Bulma's hair was once below her mid-back, but 18 cut her hair a little shorter than her shoulders. 18 styled her bangs to wear they were longer normal, hanging below her eye level. 18 began to straighten Bulma's hair, Bulma loved how her hair looked, it resembled Ashlee Simpson's haircut.

"Thanks 18, it looks so cute. Now, lets pick you out a new outfit, mmk?" Bulma said and received a nod in reply.

"Oh cool, I like that," Bulma held up a pair tight blue jeans, hip huggers, with a red tank top and red heels to match.

"I think you will look hot in this," Bulma said.

"Dude, I think it is time for us to get ready, don't you? The girls will get pissed if we are not there when they are," Krillen said.

"I know right, and they take longer to get ready than any guy does," Goku stated.

"Whatever, I think this is kid of ridiculous," Vegeta said. "I just want a good lay tonight."

"You would say that," Krillen said.

"So, what do you give a damn about it?"

"What he is trying to say is, that maybe you should try and aim higher in your choice of dating, or maybe you should try and get into a commitment?"

"Whatever Goku, you are such an idiot. I don't want a commitment. I want to be single. I like being single," Vegeta smirked. "What do you think?" Vegeta wore somewhat loose-yet-tight faded blue jeans with a white and light blue/dark blue stripped button up shirt. He also wore an under shirt with a brown belt and brown boots.

"Looks nice," Goku also wore jeans and a with muscle shirt, also wearing a belt and boots, only black while Krillen wore a pair of baggy skater jeans with a white 'Element' s shirt and white shoes.

"I think we are ready," Goku said.

"Well, it is about seven thirty, almost eight. I think we better go, I think the girls wanted to be there about eight o'clock anyway." They nodded and Goku gave Vegeta his keys to his Hummer H2 and they drove off.

"Jeez B, I can't believe that your parents bought you this car and you barely even drive it," ChiChi stated.

"Well, mom and dad told me that I can't drive it because it might get stolen or ruined…and I am like, so you want my eclipse to get stolen or ruined."

"Wow, that is messed up," 18 said.

"Oh, you guys, who is drinking tonight because I plan on drinking and I do not want to drive," Bulma stated.

"Well, you guys know I am not planning on drinking anything, I do not go near beer, so I will drive, don't worry," ChiChi said. "So you and 18 can get as drunk as you want."

"Ha. Thanks, and I plan on getting drunk," 18 said with a grin.

They were all finally there together, the guys, of course had already been there but it wasn;t until eight fifteen did the girls arrive. When they actually did get inside the club, they quickly spotted the guys an walked to them.

"wow, you look great Chi," Goku said, kissed her lips.

"Thank you," ChiChi said with a smile and flushed cheeks.

18 rolled her eyes and sat down beside Krillen, "Hey there, so how long have you guys been here?"

"I'd say an hour," Krillen smiled. "Vegeta has danced with a few girls, me and Goku sat here and drank a little."

"Oh, so who is going to be your guy's driver for the night?" Bulma asked.

"Goku is, you know how Goku and ChiChi are, they never drink," Krillen stated.

"This is boring. I want to dance. Well I guess since Goku and Chi want to eat each other alive, and Vegeta is out dancing and you two want to talk all night and drink, I am going to go pick up a guy," Bulma grinned and walked down to the dance floor.

Bulma began to dance slightly, moving her body back and forth. Holding her arms in the air, rubbing against the lusting bodies surrounding her. Bulma was dancing with someone, a man with strong features, he wrapped his arms around her waist. She grinned.

Vegeta was standing on the top level where the gang had sat down. He watched Bulma dancing with the strange man. Placing his arms around her, feeling her, touching her. Vegeta looked at Goku and ChiChi, they were busy making out and 18 and Krillen were already drunk to notice him slowly walk away and down to the dance level.

Vegeta made his way to Bulma, pulling her away from the man and into his embrace. Bulma smiled, seeing Vegeta holding her.

"What took you so long?"

"Well, I was just watching you make a slut of yourself…"

"So it is okay for a guy to dance and parade around, but it isn't okay for a girl to feel and dance sexy?"

"Oh so that is what you were calling that, I thought it was a lap dance."

"Well, are you here to criticize me or are you here for one?" Bulma looked up at him with the look of lust in her eyes. Vegeta smirked.

Once the second song came on, Bulma began to move her body. Wrapping her arms around his neck, his strong hands placed gently on her hips. Her body began lightly rubbing against his lower area, Bulma grabbed his hips and lowered her body, swiftly rubbing his one leg in-between her thighs, coming up to make eye contact. He kissed her neck softly as she put her back to him, slowly rubbing into him.

"Oh my god, is that what I think it is?" ChiChi starred at Bulma and Vegeta. "And is it who I think it is?"

"Oh wow, it is Bulma…" Goku said.

"What the hell?" ChiChi said angrily.

"Oh give it a rest Chi, I mean, they are both lonely, let them have a little fun. Besides, they have both been drinking, they might not even remember in the morning," Krillen said.

"Oh whatever, I think they have something," ChiChi said.

"No, don't Chi, let's just do as Krillen says…leave them alone for the night," 18 suggested.

When the song was done, Bulma left the dance floor and walked to the bathroom. Walking into the stall she sits down and relaxes.

"Wow…I can't believe I did that…" Bulma released a sigh. She had secretly been nervous the whole time. Although from the outside she looked extremely sensual and erotic, inside she was afraid to mess up and find out that Vegeta no longer desired her as she desired him.

"Yes sir," Bulma sat silently for a moment, a woman's voice appeared. "Of course sir, it is the Briefs girl and she is here at the club like we thought….oh no sir, much worse. It is front-page material, I promise. I can see the headlines now, 'Bulma Briefs, Daddy's little girl ain't so little anymore'." Bulma's mouth dropped. She was wondering what they had caught on tap. Maybe a few pictures.

Once the woman removed herself from the bathroom, Bulma stepped out of the stall. She shrugged off the recent conversation she had overheard, it wasn't a big deal. The reporters and cameras have seen much worse.

With a smile Bulma walked out of the bathroom. She quickly spotted Vegeta, "Hey sexy."

"Hey. I think Goku and his harpy are ready to go," Vegeta said, pointing to ChiChi and Goku.

"Oh yea," Bulma moaned, looking at her watch, it was already two. "I guess we should be going anyways, It is getting late."

"You remember what I told you to do?"

Bulma nodded with a smile, "Act drunk…" Bulma mocked Vegeta's tone of voice.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny…"

"It is a gift you know, to be this cute and funny all at the same time. I swear, it took me a whole two days to achieve it." Bulma smiled and Vegeta pulled her into a swift kiss. She moaned softly, "I'll see you later."

Bulma left the smirking Vegeta by the wall of the bar, making sure they were apart and so she could play drunk.

"Oh, there is B, Oh B, we're over here," Bulma dazedly walked over to the screaming and waving friend.

"B, are you okay?" 18 asked.

"Chi-…" Bulma leaned up against her. "I…I don't feel so…so…go-" Bulma 'fakingly' passed out into ChiChi's arms. Thinking to herself, 'Wow, those stupid drama classes do pay off…'

"Oh my gosh, B?" ChiChi looked at Bulma with a concerned face. "I think we need to get her home."

"Oh yea," Goku grabbed Bulma from ChiChi and they began walking out to the car, while Vegeta slowly walked in from the back. Goku laid her down in the car, "Hey Vegeta, do you think you could drive Bulma, Chi, and me? Krillen and 18 are talking the over car?"

"Yeah, sure…" Vegeta took the keys, and they drove off to Goku's house.

Bulma had woken up and quickly jumped into the shower. Once she was done, she dressed into a pair of black dress paints with a matching jacket, both with white pin strips and a white halter-top. Slipping into some white high heels, Bulma walked down stairs.

"Hey there B," 18 said. ChiChi and 18 were sitting at the table, eating breakfast.

"I made some for all of us…" ChiChi looked at Bulma. "Oh, how are you feeling? I think you drank more than all of us?"

"Oh I feel okay I guess…I slept really good, and I threw up a lot. I think I drank too much on an empty stomach too fast, ya know it? But I am going to take some headache pills.

"Well that's good." ChiChi took a sip of her orange juice.

"Why do you have to go to work today? I mean, it is Saturday…" 18 asked.

"Well, daddy will be back tomorrow and I need to have a meeting today. I stupidly schedule my meetings for today without thinking. I am sorry."

"It is okay B, what time do you think you will get off?" ChiChi asked.

"Umm, I am not sure," Bulma drank a little milk. "Maybe about four. Keep your cell phone on and I will call you. Or if you want, call the office."

"Sounds good," ChiChi said.

"Okay, well you guys can hang out here if you want, and if you leave don't forget to punch in the code. I'll talk to you later," Bulma waved and left the house.

"Hey there Gladis," Bulma smiled at her. "How was your Friday evening?"

"It was wonderful Miss. Briefs, and yours?"

"It was grand. Oh, are there any calls?"

"Umm yes ma'am…Mr. Franklin called, her wants to talk to you, umm, your father called again and then Mr. Hummingbergy called to confirm your meeting this afternoon."

"Thank you so much. If there are any calls, hold them for me, and as soon as Mr. Hummingbergy gets here, send him in."

"Alright."

"Thank you Gladis," Bulma walked off and into her office. She grabbed her papers and placed them on the meeting table and began setting everything up for the meeting. "Oh crap," Bulma picked up her phone and dialed Mr. Franklin's number.

"Yes hello, this is Bulma Briefs with the Capsule Corporation, I was wondering if it was possible for me to speak with Mr. Franklin? Yes ma'am, thank you." Bulma waited for a minute or too, "Yes, Hello Mr. Franklin. Yes sir. The proto-types are ready. Yes sir, I am presenting them today to the board. I promise. These things are better than ever. Alright, I'll have my father call you tomorrow, yes, thank you."

Bulma quickly hung up the phone. Bulma sat at her desk for a moment, waiting for the day to end. She desperately wanted to see Vegeta.

"Miss Briefs?"

"Yes Gladis?"

"The mail is here, you have three packages."

"Thank you, can you bring them to me?" With that Gladis walked in and handed Bulma the mail, "Thank you." Once Gladis was gone, Bulma opened the package. One was from the Company allies and then another from her uncle. She really did not care for it, Bulma quickly moved on to the next bit of mail…a magazine.

"So…this is what they got?" Bulma looked at the magazine, a smirk on her face rose. It was a picture of Bulma Briefs, the most famous and popular genius of the world on front cover dancing with the best actor/producer/director in show business's son. Vegeta. Bulma smiled. "Maybe daddy won't like this one…oh well."

It had been a long day for Bulma. All the mail, her big scandal in the magazine, her proto-types were approved along with Bulma's new invention, the Gravity machine. When she was finally home, Vegeta was standing there on her front pouch, "So what are you doing here stranger?"

"Nothing really…I read our scandal…Father was all to proud that I banged the genius."

"Ha. Now that is good, I like that, it also says that you made me a slut."

"I know," Vegeta gave her a smirk.

"So, since it is nine o'clock, I have nothing to do, the gang went out Bar hopping without us…what shall we do?"

"I don't know…" Vegeta pulled Bulma close to him, brushing his lips over hers, he kissed her passionately.

"Are you going to stay the night?" Bulma looked at him with pure lust in her eyes. He smirked...

"Not tonight..I am sorry," Bulma smiled softly, she kissed him once more."But I do want to stay awhile." Bulma nodded.

Author's Note: Well, that was Chapter Three…I hope you guys liked it a lot…I think it turned out pretty good. . of course, I have been adding a lot more things in it then what it use to have. But there you go. I hope you enjoyed it. Next update will come soon! I promise! Please Review!