Chapter 17

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"Cousin Geta" Goku quieted down once he saw his cousin glare at him fiercely. "Sorry Vegeta, it's just that I'm kinda scared. I mean, we ain't get in trouble fer what we did last night. Don't ya think we ought ta? Do ya think Bulma's gonna try something?"

"She's not that stupid!" he told his young cousin. "There's nothing she can do. She won't snitch on us Kakarot, so shut your mouth." The two of them were the only ones in the house. Goku's mother had a doctor's appointment and Bardock took her there. Vegeta and Goku were in the dinning room eating some sandwiches for lunch and drinking some cider. Cider always calmed Goku's nerves and he needed his nerves to be calmed.

"Cousin Geta, they know it was us. Pa's gonna beat us. I don't even think we should do the next phase."

"Don't chicken out on me. We're going to go through with it, so shut up, Kakarot." They both froze when they heard a knock at the door. "It's probably just your parents" Vegeta reassured. 'Then again, they just left ten minutes ago. It doesn't make sense…' "Keep your mouth shut…" Vegeta got up and calmly walked to the front door. He didn't bother to look through the window. He just opened it and was quickly attacked by the other person on the other side. He soon found himself on the floor with a very angry blue haired girl on top of him. He was so shocked and dumbfounded that he really didn't realize that she had pinned him down. He was at first too shocked to fight back.

"I hate you!" She screamed. "I hate you! I hate you! I won't forgive you!"

Vegeta thought it comical how she had started beating on him, but he eventually got tired of her pounding on him and forced her off of him. "What's going on?" Goku ran from the dinning room and when he saw the angry Bulma, guilt came to him, but when she charged at him, he began to feel frightened and panicked. "Wait Bulma!" She jumped on him and started beating on him. Goku couldn't support her weight and fell with her still on top of him, beating on him. "Vegeta! Help me!"

Vegeta grabbed her from behind and held on to her tightly. She began screaming and kicking, but Vegeta wouldn't let go of her. "So your boyfriend was too scared to try to beat me up, so he sent his girlfriend over here to do it for him? It doesn't surprise me one bit."

"Don't you dare joke around! I swear I'll rip you apart for what you did to me! I can't believe you'd do something so low such as that! I hate you and I'll never forgive you! I'll kill you Vegeta! I'll kill you!" Vegeta had a hold of Bulma and was able to keep her arms down, but her legs were kicking everywhere and she eventually, purposely, kicked Goku in his groin. Goku got on his knees in pain and was too hurt to talk.

"You've gone too far, woman!" He tossed her over his shoulders and started walking to the door with her legs still kicking and her arms still swinging, but Vegeta easily took her outside and locked the door behind him. "What a crazy woman." When he saw his cousin collapsed on the ground, holding himself in pain, he couldn't help but laugh. "Now do you see how evil she is, Kakarot?"

Goku weakly nodded his head.

"Phase three will be completed tonight."

Goku finally got up from his spot and questioned his cousin. "Isn't tonight pretty soon?"

"It's the only way to get the attention off of us, Kakarot. If Mr. Briefs finds out about all of this, he'll probably fire you and your father needs the money. Doing it tonight is the only way to take the heat off of us."

"But cousin" Goku asked "how do you know if they're gonna" Goku nudged his head forward to sign it out, not wanting to say it.

"What? How do I know they're going to be together tonight? Yamcha and Bulma are frustrated and angry. It's a good way for guys to blow off steam."

Goku covered his ears. "That's gross! Now when my dad is angry I'll be all paranoid! Thanks a lot Vegeta!"

"Hey, you'll learn about it sooner or later. You need to stop being such an immature brat." Vegeta looked at his watch and saw the time and studied it. "We're going to the Briefs' farm as soon as your father gets home. We should be at work around two to three hours, Kakarot. Once we're there, we'll set it up."

"This one is really crude. Are you sure that we should do it like this? I mean, this way is kind of mean."

"It's the best way to get things done. Besides, it's not going to be our fault either. It'll be there's."

"I hate em!" Bulma yelled.

"I do too Bulma. We've got to get them back somehow. He's so twisted and sick!" Yamcha remembered his last beating from Vegeta, but was willing to try to fight once again. "I say we get em. We can do it."

"But the question is what."

Yamcha was frustrated and very angry. He wanted to hurt Vegeta so badly. He wasn't sure if he could take him, but he was going to try. He had no choice but to try. "Don't worry B, we'll get em, and we'll get em good." Bulma climbed into his arms and sat on his lap. They were sitting in Bulma's truck, a little outside the farm, since Yamcha's was gone. "At least I still have you, Bulma. If he got you too, I'd lose it."

"I know what you mean, Yamcha. I'm glad I'm with you." She kissed him on the cheek, and then the mouth. They kissed each other quick but passionately, but then turned it into long kisses of affection. Bulma needed to feel loved. She was glad that she had her boyfriend by her side. "Hey, I need you. Life's been so stressful. I've got to keep you with me. Just hold me, Yamcha."

He wasn't planning on letting her go. "Bulma, just you and me can get through this. The two of us can overcome that little troll and his monkey cousin. Vegeta and Goku will pay." He held her tighter. "You and I together…" He kissed her lips softly. "I really want to be with you Bulma. I need you."

"I need you too."

"Come on you idiot" Vegeta told his young cousin while they walked inside the Briefs' house. "We need to get this done. You do have them, don't you?"

Goku had his backpack with him. "Sure thing cousin, I got em." He unzipped his bag and looked inside just to make sure. "Yep! I got em. We can continue on with da plan, cousin."

"Good, now you know what to do."

As the day went on, Vegeta made sure to stay away from Bulma or her family. He didn't want any attention brought to him and his cousin. He just wanted to stay clear of danger until later on. They avoided Bulma and Yamcha completely for the whole day, and did their best not to be suspicious. They did their chores and went home. When they went home, Bardock noticed how quiet Vegeta and Goku were, but didn't say anything about it. He waited to see what would happen. They were bound to get in trouble sooner or later.

In the dead of night, Vegeta wasn't able to sleep. In a way, he hoped his plan was going to work out, but he also hoped that it would fail. Something he didn't want to happen would have to in order for it to work. 'Stupid woman, you deserve it.'

"Be quiet" Bulma said quietly to Yamcha. He had just snuck in her room in the middle of the night. Her father and mother were asleep, just like any other time he would sneak in or when she would sneak out. They had begun kissing and embracing each other. Bulma was just so frustrated. She just wanted to be loved. "I don't want my daddy to hear us."

"But we're pros at dis." She started to giggle. "Come on babe, I know what I'm do'n. I've snuck in here enough to know that-"

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Bulma and Yamcha began to panic. Bulma looked around and saw that her alarm clock on her dresser wasn't ringing. "Help me find it!" Bulma and Yamcha got out of the bed and began to look around for the alarm clock that was going off. Yamcha was so nervous and jittery that he could barely see. Bulma was so scared that she was about to cry. Bulma finally found it under her bed. "What's it doing here?" Once she grabbed a hold of it, she stopped the ringing and they could rest easy.

They both sat on the bed and just looked at the clock and realized how dangerously close their lives were to ending. "If yer daddy found out we-"

"We'd be dead, and I literally mean the both of us, lifeless." They sat there a few minutes and waited to see if it was safe. The alarm going off didn't seem to wake anyone wake up. For that, Bulma was thankful. "Maybe we should give it a rest. I'm a little scared."

"Don't be babe." He touched her shoulders to comfort her. "You don't have to be-"

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"What going on?" he asked.

"It's not go'n off. There's anuther one!" She began to look around; the both of them were frantically panicking. They needed to shut if off somehow. "It must be that stupid Vegeta! Goku was in my room this afternoon! I bet they did this!" Yamcha found the second alarm clock in Bulma's closet. After he shut that off, they were done. "You gotta go before my daddy get up. He might a heard that one."

Yamcha began to but on his clothes, but before he could put his pants on…

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"What the…again? He's overdone it, Bulma." They were trying to whisper, but with their frustration, they were beginning to raise their voices.

"I know, just go. I'll get it. Go through the window."

"Bulma?" Bulma and Yamcha were frozen in horror as her door flew open and Mr. Briefs was standing there, looking tired and grumpy. Once he realized that his daughter was in her room with Yamcha, alone, at three in the morning, all tiredness left out of his body, and he was overcome with a rage. "Bulma Briefs, what have you done!" He stepped forward slowly, but with each small step, Yamcha could feel his life ending. "Boy, what have you done?" Suddenly he stopped, and ran out of the room.

"Is he done?" Yamcha asked.

Bulma shook her head. "You had better go! I don't know what he's do'n, but he ain't done! Run Yamcha!"

Yamcha put on his pants and began to climb out of the window, and down the side of the house. When he reached the bottom, he looked up to try and see Bulma, but instead, he saw Mr. Briefs peeking over with furious eyes. Yamcha could hear Bulma screaming for her father not to do something, so Yamcha began to run, before he found out what. Just as Yamcha was half way off the property, he looked behind him to see Mr. Briefs with a shot gun in his hand.

"Boy, you git back here right now!"

Yamcha increased his speed and ran for his life once he heard the shot fire up into the air. He didn't look back. He just ran in his boxers, trying to keep his unbottoned pants from falling, while trying to avoid Mr. Briefs, who was chasing him with a shot gun.

"Yamcha!"

Vegeta didn't hear from Bulma or Yamcha the next morning, for Bulma and her family didn't go to church that day. If they did, they hid themselves well, but Vegeta didn't see how that could be possible, since it was such a small church and a small congregation. They simply probably didn't show up. That was weird enough.

The day after, that Monday, was when everything exploded. Vegeta was anxious to hear something, and Bulma unfortunately didn't go to school that day. Yamcha hadn't shown up either. Vegeta thought that was weird as well. Something must have happened. Bulma must have gotten in trouble, meaning that she and Yamcha were caught. 'Disgusting…' It really did make Vegeta's blood boil, but at least Mr. Briefs knew without Vegeta snitching.

Vegeta was disturbed, yet happy that his plan worked and they were humiliated. He had his ultimate revenge. He guessed no one knew about what happened Saturday night, but everyone knew what happened at Homecoming. Kids were still talking about Bulma and Yamcha's humiliation. Vegeta was on top again.

It was what happened later on in the day, the last hour of the day, which really threw him off whack. He heard two girls gossiping after a test, and couldn't help but overhear their conversation about Yamcha.

"I heard he switched schools."

"And why is that?"

"Baby mama drama."

That really caught Vegeta's attention, so he continued to listen on to their conversation.

"You didn't hear? Yamcha got some girl pregnant."

'He what…' Vegeta couldn't believe it. It shouldn't have mattered to him, but he couldn't believe it. He was completely disappointed. 'I shouldn't care about that stupid woman, but to have Yamcha's child…' The thought made him want to gag. It was so horrible to him. All of the flirting, her pretty smile…everything was so anticlimactic now. 'Bulma…'

Vegeta didn't tell his cousin. He wanted to talk to Bulma before he told Goku. Goku kept asking why he looked so gloomy, but Vegeta wouldn't answer and when his cousin got too annoying, Vegeta would pound him into silence. Vegeta kept to himself the most of the day, until he found her, crying in the barn. He stepped in slowly with a smirk on his face, but once she looked up and saw him, she hid her face and wiped her tears away.

"Go away!" she yelled.

"No" he told her. He was looking for a fight, but she wasn't in the mood, and his smirk died. "Come on woman, it was revenge. It was pure and perfect revenge."

"Leave me alone!" she screamed. "What else do you want?" She stood up and marched right into his face. "What else do you want from me? Don't you realize that I'm ruined? Don't ya realize that ya took everything away from me? You humiliated me on my night, Vegeta! It was my night to be on top, and you made me fall into a pit of dung! I can nevah fergive ya fer it! Nevah!"

"Nevah?" he mocked. "Don't try to sound innocent. You started this whole mess."

"I know you put those alarms in my room so I'd get caught. You thought you were so smart. I hate you, Vegeta! You took away my opportunity to get away from this place! I can't leave now! I'll be doomed to live here. My daddy took away all the money I saved up! What about college? What about my chance to get away?" she asked. She didn't mean to cry. "Yer such a jerk! I hate ya! I hate ya!"

"But aren't you some kind of a genius? Are you telling me that you can't make college on your own?"

Bulma turned her head away. "Shut up, ya idiot! Of course I know equations and formulas, but other than that, I'm not too good with words. English is my worst subject, and I'd like some security. I need money, and not every body got a rich daddy like you!" She tried to slap him, but he easily grabbed her hand, and wouldn't let it go. "I hate you!" She began to cry harder. "I hate you!" She pulled her arm away and fell on top of a pile of hay. "I hate you, I hate Goku, and I hate Yamcha."

The mention of Yamcha, made Vegeta actually feel sad for her. After all, it was his kid. How pathetic would it be? "Bulma…about Yamcha…" he took a seat next to her, and she was too upset to even move away from him. She just let him sit. "What are you going to do about…the baby?"

"I don't want anything ta do with it! I ain't nevah gonna see it!"

"You're…" Vegeta couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was unbelievable. How could someone be so cruel? "So, you're going to kill the baby? You're going to have an abortion?"

"An abortion?" Bulma didn't know what to say. She didn't even know what he was talking about. "Wait a second…you think I'm pregnant?" she asked almost hysterically.

"Yeah, I heard Yamcha got a girl pregnant and if it wasn't you then that would mean…" Vegeta watched her as she began crying again. "He cheated on you?"

"With some bimbo from our school rival!" Her sadness was overwhelmed with anger. "After all we've been through; I can't believe he'd do that to me! I mean, I gave him everything, and he tossed it back in my face. I can't stand him."

Vegeta felt his blood beginning to boil. He shouldn't have felt so angry that he would kill Yamcha for Bulma. After all, Bulma wasn't an innocent and delicate flower. She flirted with Vegeta; she had been fornicating with him, and had the nerve to do it in her parent's house. She wasn't a good girl. She was wild and cruel, but somehow he felt so angry with the fact that Yamcha would betray her trust. "That idiot!"

Bulma sighed. "I'm gonna stay in this little town and I'm gonna die alone and unhappy on this farm. I wanna do somethin with my life, but everything is horrible. I can't do it. I'm gonna stay here forever."

"Woman…" he didn't know what to say to her. Bulma was a very unusual woman. Should he pick with her? Should he leave her alone? Should he attempt to actually try and make her feel better? The last option was too odd. He didn't know how to make her feel better, and had never honeslty really tried to make anyone feel good. "Woman, I…"

"You don't have to hurt em, Vegeta. I don't know if I can forgive him, but I just don't wanna see him right now. Just don't hurt em…"

"I'll do as I please, and if I do, then don't presume that I'd do it for your sake, you moron!"

She smiled. "I really can't stand you Vegeta, and you're probably the worst person I've ever met, but I know you wanna kill him fer cheat'n, and fer that I thank you, but don't bother. As long as I keep my distance, I'll be fine, or at least I hope I will be."

"Well-"

"And don't think I've forgiven you either! I still don't like you! You made my life Hell!" She punched him in his arm, and he started laughing. "Don't laugh at me stupid!

"I've won our battle. You might as well get over it."

"I could think up a much better plan, but my daddy would kill me! He saved you. I sure would think of somethin worse! Yer lucky!"

Vegeta only began to laugh harder. 'She's not as angry as I would have thought before. Being angry at that Yamcha idiot fixed everything. Too bad, picking with an angry Bulma is always fun.' She was still sad, completely sad. He did humiliate her and the person who was supposed to help her through everything abandoned her and got some other girl pregnant. Her life was miserable at the moment. She didn't even have her college money anymore. He couldn't blame her for wanting to leave the farm. Vegeta hated it from the time he first came. If she wanted to escape and he ruined that chance…"Woman, English happens to be my best subject and-"

"What?" Her face actually began to brighten, and her sorrow slowly, but surely began to leave. A slow smile came to her face. "My, my, my, is little Vegeta offer'n ta help little old Bulma Briefs out? It's too out of the ordinary to be true!"

"Of course I'm not offering! I was just demonstrating that my knowledge is far above yours, and my writing skills are far above yours! I just thought you should know that I have one thing you don't have!"

Bulma didn't believe it. 'This guy puts me in a pile of manure and the next few days he's try'n ta help me? How odd? How disgusting? How…sweet?' "I really can't stand you, and I'm not done with ya." She stood up and dusted her butt off. "I just gotta get ta my chores. I'll talk to ya later, Mistah City."

Vegeta had been angry with her, and she had been at war with him. He suspected her to do something, but deep down, he knew he had won. He smirked as he watched her walking away, her hips swaying back and forth. It wasn't as much as before. She wasn't in a very good mood, but just a little bit of Bulma was enough to make his day. 'So the war is over, and she's single?' He was a heartless guy who would take the opportunity to try and get with her. After all, a pretty girl did get him in trouble in the first place, and Bulma was gorgeous.

'That little freak, watching me as I walk away! He's such a pervert! If he thinks it's gonna be that easy ta get me, then he's got anuther thing coming! I can still make him pay.'

To be continued…

The war is over, but Bulma's going to play hard to get! Next time, the romance begins! REVIEW! Review or no update!