Pretty Baby

By Becky Sue

Chapter Seven

Vegeta looked at the woman who had just walked through his door, she was an angel. Long silky blue locks that fell down mid-back, gorgeous blue eyes to match the sea of blue hair. She was wearing a white skirt with a brown shirt that went only to her breasts with a golden belt and high heels, "Bulma Briefs?"

She smiled, "You haven't changed a bit Vegeta."

Vegeta smirked as Bulma walked into Vegeta's open arms and hugged him with a small peck on his cheek, "You look all grown up since the last time I saw you."

"I must say the same about you, I've missed you so much," Bulma said. Bulma looked Vegeta up and down, he was still as handsome as he was before she left regardless that he was pushing his early thirties. In Bulma's mind he was mouth watering.

"Would you want to go for some lunch?" Vegeta asked.

"Yes, absolutely, I was hoping we could do something to catch up or whatever," Bulma stated. "What are you in the mood for? I kind of want some Applebees."

"I think that sounds good," Vegeta commented.

They walked down the street and towards the restaurant, Vegeta held the door open for her as they walked in, "Welcome to Applebees, how many?"

"Two please," Bulma said.

The hostess took them to a seat and they ordered their drinks. Bulma looked at Vegeta with a smile across her face, "You look so much like I remembered you."

"I am not sure if that is a bad thing or a good thing," Vegeta smirked.

"So, how have you been the pas, what? Four years I think it's been," Bulma commented.

"Ah, things have been good and then things have been bad," Vegeta stated. "For a while I was doing some good work, detective work got into demand and one year I even went into Army training for this one case. But I think after that, things became ruff I suppose."

"You know I kept a scrapbook of you when I moved away," Bulma giggled. "You were always in the papers, solving a crime and making a break through in something. No matter where I went, people heard of you, I was starting to think of you as a God."

"Yea, I bet," Vegeta replied. "But what have you been up to?"

"Well, when my Aunt Joan came and got me, we moved to Japan and over the years we have traveled so much Vegeta; I have been to Egypt, Rome, Africa, I even backpacked through Europe a few times," Bulma giggled. "My aunt and I just never really stayed in one place unless it was in her spring in Japan."

"I heard you came and visited once," Vegeta stated.

"Yea, I did, but I found out from Goku that you were away on your honeymoon," Bulma said, emphasizing the word. "I meant to send you a card to say my congratulations, but I thought maybe you wouldn't remember."

"Ha. No, I would have remembered I promise," Vegeta said.

"But how are you and your wife, I never really heard who it was or any details," Bulma shrugged her shoulders. "Any kids?"

"No, no kids, actually, I married ChiChi Mau, an old friend of yours just a year after the case I suppose," Vegeta frowned slightly. "But only two years later it ended in a divorce…"

"Oh, I am so sorry," Bulma frowned and looked at Vegeta with a smile.

"What else have you been doing lately? Any jobs? Boyfriends?"

"Ha. Well, I finished high school, went to college for awhile, it didn't really suit me as much as I had hoped but I have become a small person among Italian people. I do some modeling, and I am also a small doctor figure in the town," Bulma smiled.

"So, why are you here? Not to be rude, but it has been almost four years," Vegeta commented.

"Well, that was what I wanted to talk to you about," Bulma smiled faintly. "When I visited that one time I met up with an old friend as well, Yamacha. Year later we were engage. He runs a big firm up in Italy, a cop or a lawyer man. He has been working against the Mafia out in Sicily and there were a few kidnappings and murders."

"What's the catch," Vegeta took a sip of his wine as Bulma continued.

"Yamacha is my fiancée and I would give anything to have him come back to me," Bulma said faintly. "When the incident happened you were the first person that came to mind, no one could do what you can."

"You want me to help you find your Fiancée, but why? Can't the Italian Army or Police help?" Vegeta asked.

"You are the only one I can trust Vegeta," Bulma looked at Vegeta with a caring comfort.

Vegeta sighed, "When do I start?"

"Well, I have travel arrangements already made for you to come to Italy and stay with me," Bulma stated. "You might need a small group to help with the work, bit I know you can do it."

Bulma handed Vegeta a plane ticket, "I leave in a week?"

"Please…" Bulma begged slightly. "The pay will be good, and you stay at my apartment and everything and hell, you can get away for awhile."

"I'll have to think about it for a day or two," Vegeta looked at Bulma and then at the plane ticket.

"That is fine," Bulma smiled. "As long as you at least think about it, and give me a call okay?"

Vegeta and Bulma stood up as they left the restaurant, "It was good seeing you Bulma."

"Yes, it was great seeing you again Vegeta," Bulma hugged Vegeta tightly as she kissed his cheek once again. "Please, promise me you'll think about it."

"I will," Vegeta kissed her cheek softly before walking in the other direction towards his home.

Throughout the night Vegeta thought about what Bulma was proposing; a chance to get away, start over in his career and show those bitches who is the boss. Vegeta looked at the ticket as it lay on the kitchen table, "Maybe I should call her now?"

Vegeta smirked as he picked his phone up and dialed Bulma's number, "Hello?"

"Hey, Bulma?" Vegeta asked. "I'll do it."

Next Time:

Vegeta goes to Italy where he finds out some disturbing news about what ahs been going on with Bulma and in her life. The feeling of someone hiding something and maybe something is bigger then what it seems.

Through all her achievements has Bulma made a mistake? Or is that later on in the game? And what does the Mafia have to do with anything…

See what happens in the next chapter; one step closer to the truth.

Author's Note:

Well, long over due for an update I believe and even though it was kind of a short chapter, I think it was good, I suppose. I've got a few ideas for this story it is just a matter of making a time line for it, that is the hard part. But hey, I know how it is going to end? Ha. Ha. Ha. That is the worst part, I know the ending, it is just the filling in the other chapters that's the hard part. Tear.

Anyways, I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter that is reading this story and hopefully everyone reviews! I'll see you guys next chapter. Tootles.

-BeckySue