I find it funny that now B/V die-hards hate Laranzo as much as they hate Yamcha. Don't worry, he won't really get a chance to be with Bulma. At the end of the story, you'll find out what a nice guy he really is. He's just a little lost. Anyhoo, here's the new chapter!

Last time: I'll update you on what happened tomorrow, for I know I'll be up all night with Laranzo!

June 29, 565

Dear Diary,

The strangest thing happened at the party yesterday…well, actually, two strange things happened. But I'm going to start from the very beginning of the story:

The dress I wore! It's a deep red, almost blood red, and it's a true ball gown. You know, with the puffy bottom and train and stuff. It was beautiful on me! I don't know how I survived two years ago wearing overalls every day in the shop. I felt like a true lady yesterday.

Before I left for the party, Dad pulled me aside to talk to me. "Bulma," he started, "don't get carried away. I know how much Laranzo means to you, but—" I cut him off. "I'll be fine," I said. He stared at me for awhile, then said quietly, "You're not the same little girl, are you?" I didn't really know what to say, so I shook my head. "Remember," he said, "life is like a limousine. Though we are all riding together, we must remember our places. There is a front seat, a back seat, and a window in between." I told him I'd remember. Did he really think that I would be that bad at the party?

When I walked onto the patio where the party was, everything stopped. I looked around, trying to figure out what was happening, but then it dawned upon me: I was the thing that stopped the party. Did I really change that much? People used to overlook me all the time, even the Royal Family, except for Vegeta. He's the only adult around here. And he's creepy. But more about that later.

Anyways, Laranzo was suddenly at my side, pushing me towards the dance floor. The band saw his cue and immediately started to play "Isn't it Romantic?" We danced as he whispered into my ear. Of course, I'm not going to repeat what he said in here. I have rights to some privacy, you know!

As soon as the song ended, he swept me into a kiss. It was everything I had ever imagined it to be: warm, sweet, and too short. He always started his game like this.

What is his game? It has a special order of events. I've seen him play this game at every dance. It starts with the song "Isn't it Romantic?" He dances with the lucky girl and kisses her at the end. He then says what he said to me just then: "Would you like to meet me in the fighting ring?" Of course, the girl will hastily agree, as I did. Laranzo will then head to the buffet to get champagne, which he will carry, and some champagne flutes, which he will stick in his back pocket. While he's doing that, the girl is supposed to head to the fighting ring.

Unfortunately, something strange interfered with his end of the game. I still don't know what happened, but I'm going to find out later.

In any case, when another person entered the fighting ring, it wasn't Laranzo at all. It was Vegeta. He had champagne and two glasses in his hand. "Where's Laranzo?" I asked him. He shrugged and said, "Something didn't sit with him right. He sent me to take his place."

I must have looked at him oddly because he raised an eyebrow at me. I've never seen him in a tuxedo. Especially with a bottle of champagne and a girl in the fighting ring. And even though he was the only member of the Royal Family who recognized me when I got back, he was still really scary.

He calmly poured me some champagne and handed the glass to me, then poured himself a glass. "To Vegeta-sei," he said as he raised his glass. "To the Royal Family," I replied as I touched my glass to his. We both drank a little and stood in silence. He eventually asked what else Laranzo did in the fighting ring with girls.

Of course, I knew exactly what Laranzo did with the girls there, but I didn't want to tell Vegeta about that. Instead, I said, "He dances some more, I guess."

So that's what we did. We just danced to the music carrying over from the plaza for a little bit. I didn't even know he could dance, but he was surprisingly good. After awhile, he asked if I was tired. I said yes and he let me go, kissing my hand before we left, heading back to wherever we came from.

Daddy says that the way Saiyans kiss hands is different than the way that they do it on Earth, so I wasn't really prepared for what Vegeta did. On Earth, a man kisses the back of a woman's hand, but Saiyans kiss the palm of the hand. It was very odd-feeling, I can say that much, especially with Vegeta. I know that he's killed tons of people, but it was weird when he kissed my hand. Almost…tender? Nah, that's not his style.

What happened to Laranzo, though? I think I'll ask Chichi. She always knows these things.

Love,

(A very confused) Bulma

Ooh, some Vegeta in this chapter. Don't sweat it, we'll be hearing a lot more about our favorite Saiyan Prince! As long as you review...