Chapter 10

"Whoopsie!" I said quite loudly as I giggled my way to the floor.

After a lot more drinks Vegeta took me back to his place. He still lived at his parent's house.

"Shut up woman! You wanna wake everyone up?" he asked and picked me up off of the floor.

"It's fuckin' New Years man! No one should be sleeeeeping!" I whispered as he carried me up the stairs and into his room.

God I remembered this house perfectly.

He set me down on my feet and opened his door and walked inside. I followed him only to find his room almost entirely empty. There was a bed with a single mattress on it with no covers, an empty dresser and a sock on the floor, and that was it besides a bunch of card board boxes.

"Where's all your stuff?" I asked as I hobbled over to the bed.

"In those boxes." He said like I was stupid as he found us a bottle of champagne and 2 glasses.

"Well why?" I asked and lay down on the bed as he sat next to me, handing me an empty glass.

I held the glass to my chest and curled up into a ball on the bed, looking up at him while he poured his glass with champagne.

"I'm moving, remember?" he said and looked down at me, thinking he had already told me.

I frowned, "Like into a new house?"

He looked at me for a moment and then looked away, "To San Francisco."

"Oh…" I said and closed my eyes, trying not to cry.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he said, "My dad need's someone to run things at the Oji Enterprises stationed in San Francisco. We're starting to branch out the company in different cities in the States."

I was silent as he drank some of his drink.

"Do you want any of this champagne?" he asked and looked down at me, only to find that I was sleeping.

He smirked and carefully took the glass out of my hand. He took off his blazer jacket and draped it over my body carefully. He leaned over my body and kissed my forehead before leaving me to sleep.

The next morning…

A slight headache woke me up from my slumber. I yawned and stretched before I realized I was still in my clothes from last night. I slowly opened my eyes to find that I was lying on the bare mattress alone and with Vegeta's jacket on top of me. I sat up and looked around. Him, and all of the boxes were gone.

I fell back on my back and sighed as I looked at the ceiling, feeling instantly sad and deprived even. I then noticed a piece of white paper sticking out of the pocket of the jacket. I took it out to see there was writing on it:

Have a good New Year

Vegeta

I smiled slightly at the gesture he tried so hard to give considering gestures weren't really his thing. I heard someone walk by the door down the hall, then stop, then come back.

"Bulma!" Tore cried as she recognized me.

I blushed. I could only imagine what she was thinking right now.

"Hey…Tore." I said hesitantly and got off the bed as she walked into the room.

"What are you doing in Vegeta's old room?" she asked and gave me a hug. It had been a while since I had seen her.

"Uh-well we went to a New Years party last night and I got a little drunk so Vegeta wanted to drive me back to his place. He didn't tell me he was moving though…" I said and trailed off as I looked around.

"What a dick! That must have sucked finding out that way, and he didn't even say goodbye!" she said.

"Yeah…" I replied and looked down at the note he left me and smiled.

I looked up to see Torrance smirking at me. God she looked so much like Vegeta it was creepy.

"You want some breakfast?" she asked.

"You know what, I should probably just leave." I said, feeling as if I had overstayed my welcome, "It was really nice seeing you again Tore."

I nodded and so did she. I walked past her and out the door and I knew she was watching me the whole time.

He left…and he's out of my life again…

2 Years Later…

Vegeta's POV

"Woman I'm home!" I called from the front door, hanging my jacket on the coat rack.

The wife was currently in the kitchen. I could smell the food from the door.

"Did you bring the wine?" she asked as she put our plates down on the table.

"Shit." I said as I walked into the kitchen, "I'll go back and get it." I said as I turned back around.

"Forget it, I already got it." She said and sat down.

I turned around and looked at her back from the table. Great, she's in one of those moods.

I threw my keys on the kitchen counter and opened the fridge.

"Then why the hell did you ask if I got it?" I snapped and took a beer from the fridge and sat down at the table next to her.

"Because I knew you'd forget." My small Asian wife replied.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Jesus if you had a hard day don't take it out on me because I don't need your shit Rita." I snapped and as I ate my food.

"My shit? My shit? What about the shit I take from you huh?" she cried, "You're the one who comes home late every night while I waste my time making a dinner that I have to eat cold!"

She'd just eat without me and then get me to make myself something.

"You're the one who's tired every night and can't even make love to your own wife!"

I never got tired of her.

"And when you do, it lasts for about 5 minutes and you're done!"

It would last hours on end too.

"You rarely ever call me by my name!"

She didn't care what I called her, as long as I called her by her name when it mattered.

"And you're working all the fucking time! I never see my own husband!"

"Well at least I fucking work to support this marriage!" I snapped at her finally.

"You bastard! You know I'm trying to find a job!" she yelled.

"Yeah well I have a fucking company to run Rita! That means I put in whatever hours I've got! Even if I have a bitch making shit food at home!" I yelled back.

She refused to look at me, just down at her plate.

"What happened to us?" she asked, still not looking at me.

"According to you there was no us, right?" I said and walked to the kitchen to clean my plate.

"Are we gonna keep doing this? Huh? We gonna keep doing this for the rest of our lives Vegeta?" she asked and looked at me with red eyes, "Well I can't take it. I can't take you, and your job! That stupid job of yours that keeps you away from me! I need you to be with me Vegeta!"

"Don't worry woman, the job isn't what's keeping me from you." I said coldly as her face flashed through my mind.

I immediately regretted saying those words but they were true, and I wasn't about to take them back.

The next thing I knew she grabbed her car keys and ran out the front door.

Bulma's POV

"Hey thanks for the drink last night Juu." I said, "Maybe I'll find mister right next Friday night. See yeah." And then I hung up the phone.

Dressed in short black shorts, a grey sports bra and runners I walked to the front door so I couldtake my Saturday morning run, but when I opened my door I found someone in my way.

"Vegeta?"