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Chapter 11

"Juu?" I asked from inside of my bathroom.

"Hey, what's wrong? Weren't you going for a run?" she asked.

"Yeah, that was before Vegeta was at my doorstep!" I said, trying not to scream it.

"What! Vegeta is there?" she asked shocked.

"Yes! I told him to come in and I came upstairs to change. He's downstairs right now!"

"Well what the hell are you doing calling me for! Go downstairs and talk to him! There's gotta be a reason he came to your door after 2 years of no contact with each other." Juu replied.

"Right! I'll call you back later tonight ok?" I said.

"Ok, oh and Bulma, what are you wearing?" she asked.

I frowned, "I just changed into a pair of cut off jeans, a white t-shirt and a sweater. Why?"

"Ok that's fine, just as long as you're not wearing that ugly orange sweater."

I looked at myself in the mirror and glared, "Bye Juu." And I hung up, took off my orange sweater, and went downstairs.

He was standing in the doorway looking at some pictures on my wall. He stood on an angle away from me, his hands in the pockets of his nice black dress pants. He was still wearing his sunglasses that looked really hot on him, and a white dress shirt with the collar open, no tie.

"Hey, you can come in you know." I said as I walked down the stairs.

He nodded and came and sat down on the couch next to me. He really seemed out of it. Something must have been wrong.

"Would you like anything "Neo"?" I asked and took his glasses off, referring to the Matrix and his glasses.

"No." he replied.

We then sat there for a few minutes before I couldn't take it anymore.

"Jeez Vegeta, you gonna sit there like a bump on a log or tell me why you decided to visit one random morning?" I asked.

He grunted, "My perfectly anal, obsessive compulsive, bitch and a half wife decides she can't handle me anymore in her perfectly laid out plan for her life." He nearly growled as he took off his wedding ring and threw it across the room.

I was speechless. He got married? Wow…

"Wow, talk about deja vu." I said.

"Sorry I have a fucking company to run!" he snapped.

He hadn't looked at me once, just stared off into nothing as he ranted. It put a smile on my face actually. Seeing him all worked up about something brought back memories since he hadn't done that with me since high school.

High school…

"Can you believe this whole thing started with me forgetting to bring home some fucking wine?" he asked and looked at me, "That bitch would make me run around finding a certain kind too…She left last night…All of her stuff was gone this morning…Yeah good fucking riddance to that banshee!"

He then looked at me again to find me smiling. His rants were always so funny.

"This isn't funny woman!"

"Come with me." I said and stood up and grabbed my purse.

"What makes you think I want to go out? Fuck I didn't come to here to go out!" he said from the couch.

"Oh? Then why did you come here?" I asked him, knowing he wouldn't be able to answer.

And he couldn't. His face was somewhat shocked like he was caught off guard and he didn't know what to say. I smiled.

"Just come with me baka! You'll thank me later."

Vegeta's POV

"A pancake house." I said in a monotone voice.

"Oh come on! You need to eat something, especially with how you're feeling right now." She said and took my hand and dragged me into the restaurant.

We took a seat in a booth and a waitress came and took our order of pancakes.

"Why the hell are we here woman?" I asked.

"Because whenever I'm feeling like shit, I always got my mom to make me pancakes and I felt better. So now I'm going to get you some pancakes and you're gonna feel better too." She replied.

"Hmph, I don't eat pancakes to help make me less pissed off." I said.

"Oh yeah, you take a violent approach right? Punching the shit out of a bag till your knuckles bleed and playing profusely on your guitar with the guys." She said and then immediately looked sad, like she regretted what she just said, "I'm sorry Vegeta! I didn't mean to bring up your band."

"Whatever." I said as our pancakes arrived, "It was 3 years ago since we split, I'm over it."

We spent the next half hour talking and eating our shitty pancakes. I couldn't help but look at her the whole time. The minute she opened her door this morning I was felt instantly better. She looked gorgeous in her Cali styled cut off jeans and a plain t-shirt. Her hair was cut just above her shoulders and it was straight.

"Hey Bulma." Said an unsure sounding woman with purple hair.

Bulma looked up at the woman in shock and then she glared as she set her cutlery down on the table.

"…Joanne." She said in a tone wanted an explanation.

"Listen Bulma, I know we didn't part on good terms…" she started.

I wonder what went down between these two. Bulma looks pissed.

"…but I just saw you over here and I wanted to come and apologize to you. I hope you can forgive me for what happened." She pleaded.

"You know, I might have considered it 3 years ago, but since it took you—"

And then she stopped mid sentence, eyes wide open as that bastard Yamcha came up to us.

"There you are Joanne! I was lookin' all over for—Bulma!" he said as he noticed her.

He then looked at me and raised an eyebrow in disgust and then I sneered at him as he looked back at Bulma.

"What are you doing here?" he asked hesitantly as he put an arm around Joanne's waist.

She just started blankly at him for a few seconds, "I was about to ask you the same thing."

She looked like she was about to cry.

"How about you leave us to our shitty pancakes, ok?" I interjected.

"Hey! Who the hell do you think you are?" he snapped, looking like he was almost threatened that I was sitting here with Bulma and that I would say that.

"Do you want to find out?" I said coldy and stood up in his face.

He glared at me and was about to say something when Bulma stood up in between us.

"Yamcha, just leave, ok?" she said and he looked at her and then at me and then back at her.

"C'mon Joanne." He said and they left as we sat back down.

She had her face in her hands and I just looked at her.

"Now you're going to come with me." I said and put some money down on the table, grabbed her hand, and directed her out of the restaurant.

Bulma's POV

"Wait, where are you?" Juu asked.

"Here's the thing, I took Vegeta to the Pancake House over on Portage, and—"

"The Pancake House?" she asked.

"Don't ask, anyways, I ran into Yamcha there so—"

"Are you serious!" she cried.

"Can I please tell the story Juu?"

"Oh, sorry. Continue."

"So I ran into Yamcha and I got really upset, so Vegeta decided to take me on like a mini road trip sort of thing. We just went out driving and talked and ended up in a gas station just outside of LA that pretty much looks like it's in the middle of no where." I said all in one breathe.

"…And you're telling me this from a pay phone because…?"

"I'm telling you this because we're heading back into the city now and we wont be back until late tonight so I wont make it for supper." I explained.

"I see. Now as your friend, I am advising you that you take this opportunity and get back together with him! You two are meant for each other and you know it!"

"Juu…Please don't." I said and rubbed my face in frustration.

"Oh c'mon B! Don't tell me you still haven't forgiven him?"

"I'm not going to talk to you about this on a pay phone in the middle of no where! Vegeta and I ended a long time ago and it's gonna stay that way. Bye." I said and hung up and then I walked back to the car where I waited for Vegeta to come back with our pop (aka: beer lol :P) and chips/chocolate bars.

That night…

We just got back into the city and were on our way back to my place.

"The waves are so big tonight…" I said in awe as I looked out the window and onto the beach.

Vegeta was driving and I was curled up to my legs on the passenger seat, looking out the window at the night sky.

"What do you say?" I asked him and he looked at me, "For old times sake?"

We took a stroll along the beach until we reached a point where the beach was no longer connected to the road or where any of the buildings were, just rocks and trees. There was no one around, we were completely alone.

We left our shoes in the car and walked in bare feet along the shore, talking, laughing, and fooling around.

"Hey!" I cried as he pushed me over playfully.

I stumbled but didn't fall down, but he had pushed me over past the shore line so once the wave came back, it came crashing into me. I was now completely soaked and there he was, laughing his ass off at me.

"You baka! It's not funny!" I yelled.

"No, I guess not." He said once he stopped, "But I sure love the way you look in a wet see through shirt."

I growled and ran at him. Before he could run away I jumped up onto his front in which he caught my legs so he was holding me in a piggy back, except in the front. Since I came running at him though, he started to loose balance and stumbled backwards and soon fell to the ground on his back.

He was on his back and I was on top of him, straddling his waist. We started laughing and when I pulled my body up over his so I was looking down at him we slowly stopped and looked into each others eyes.

He then slowly slinked his hand behind my neck, caressing the spot of skin under my ear with his thumb. Before I knew it he pulled my face towards his and kissed me. God every one of his kisses were mesmerizing, and I never got enough of them.

He lifted my wet shirt up over my head and threw it to the sand before he rolled me over so he was on top. Coming down on my lips the second time I started to unbuckled his belt. I knew what were were doing shouldn't be happening, but I just couldn't stop him, or myself.

The next morning at sunrise…

My fingers slowly stroked his chest. I could feel and hear his heart beat. He was on his back, and I was curled up to his body on my side, my head resting in the nook of his arm pit and his chest. My leg linked around his and his arm was wrapped around my shoulders. Our clothes were worn over our naked bodies as blankets.

Sure, sex had been great when we were teenagers, but now we were older, 23-24, and making love to him after so long was just even more amazing! He sure as hell was all man.

The sun had just risen, no one was out yet, but they soon would be. Last night had been amazing, but this morning, I was sad. I knew that this shouldn't have happened, but it did anyway. I felt ashamed for letting it happen, and because I still wasn't sure if I had forgiven him or not.

"I have to go back Bulma." He said.

"I know." I said after a pause.

"…I have a company to run…"

"I understand Vegeta. I have one of my own now." I said and sighed, "We shouldn't have done what we did but we did it and I don't regret it. It's for the best that we go our separate ways."

I almost couldn't finish my sentence without slightly tearing up, and the minute I finished he wrapped his arms around me tight like he didn't want to let go.

We got back to my place, had breakfast, and then I called a cab for Vegeta. We were outside at the curb and I watched him open the door to the back seat, but he stopped before he got in.

"Just go Vegeta." I said with a sigh, "Forget about last night, and forget about me."

He didn't turn around to look at me, or say anything. He just got in the cab, shut the door, and drove off.

Chop: Hehe, getting sink and tired of all the backs and forths?

Vegeta: YES WE ARE!

Chop: You can't just speak for all of my reviewers like that!

Vegeta: You bet your pretty little ass I can!

Chop: YOU THINK MY ASS IS PRETTY:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D o o o o o o o o o

Vegeta: Oh Kami...(smacks forehead)