A/n. Yea I'm back finally [dodges thrown objects] Anyway...I won't give you the entire epic of what happened to this stupid computer but the basic summary is that I had a worm, mother thought she could fix it but wiped my entire hard drive clean w/out backing up my files and still didn't get rid of it...got another computer for my grandparents to use, dl'ed instructions on that one for how to fix my comp and did it. Sound's like hell huh? Right well, enough small talk, on with the story.

OH! And btw...TY SOOO much for the reviews hehe I'm glad you guys like this one so much...

Chapter 3: Go with the flow...

Still completely stunned by the current situation, Bulma brushed her hands across his smooth bare chest, along the ridge of every muscle, moving to his back slowly, as she disregarded his accusation for the moment. He turned up a brow to her 'exploring' and a small grin seemed to tug at the corners of his mouth briefly before he casually stepped away and turned his attention to the mess of clothing on the floor.

"Well I suggest we get dressed and figure out what's going on." He stooped down and grabbed whatever was there that belonged to him, but before he could finish dressing another, rather loud, knock on the bedroom door interrupted him.

He growled quietly, "Who is it now?!"

The door creaked open slowly, as a familiar face poked his head in, the usual goofy smile set on his surprisingly trusting face. With his characteristic smile, he waved casually to his saiyan counterpart. "Morning!" he said in his usual cheery manner, only to receive a glare from Vegeta in response.

With his patience already dwindling, he questioned Goku's presence. "Mind telling me what it is your doing here Kakarot?"

Puzzled, Goku stepped in completely, revealing his unusual attire; a school uniform of sorts, being a gray jacket with a white shirt beneath and matching gray slacks. In one hand he held what looked to be a dark brown school bag, and a set of clothing in the other; another uniform.

He piped up, not in the least affected by Vegeta's hostility. "Well I noticed you left last night so I figured would would be here. I brought your stuff over over...you know your uniform and your books."

The older saiyan narrowed his eyes at him curiously, in a wonder about what he meant. "What are you talking about, left where? What uniform? What books? You better tell me what's going on!"

Goku laughed nervously, and brought his hand to his head in the usual manner, dumping the things he carried on the bed. "Your stuff for school. Man Vegeta, you're acting like you've never gone to high school before!"

A strange expression crossed his face then, his voice dropping in tone considerably as he averted his eyes to Bulma questioningly. "I haven't..." She simply shrugged innocently.

He was about to make an accusation again, but she placed a delicate finger to his lips and he remained silent. "Don't even try to pin this on me mister! Just keep quiet and go along with it would you."

Turning to their large walk-in closet and noticed three sets of a girl's school uniform hanging perfectly on what used to be her side of their shared closet. Looking further she came to realize it was all her things now, quite like what it used to look like before Vegeta entered her life. She pulled one out and studied it closely. It was simple attire; a shot sleeved white and pale blue sailor striped top, with a matching scarf knotted beneath the collar. The skirt looked like it would fall just below mid-thigh, pleated and of the same blue color as the rest.

/Well.../ She thought to herself, /better just go with it for now till I find out what's going on. / Without a second thought she started drawing her current shirt up over her head when she remembered...Goku and Vegeta...

Turning around quickly, she glared at them both. "Do you mind! I have to get dressed! Get out already!"

Startled, a blush crept to Goku's face as he scrambled to gather his things and leave the room "Sorry!"

As she watched Goku turn to the door to leave she averted her eyes to Vegeta as he chuckled quietly. Picking up one of the many pillows from their bed she hurled it at him, though knowing he would be fully capable of catching it. "I said out!"

As expected he caught the oncoming pillow and tossed it aside, giving Bulma a sour look. "What?! Why do I have to leave?"

For a brief moment it was as though the very fire of hell was blazing in her cerulean blue gaze, as she ushered her saiyan mate out of the bedroom with what Goku claimed were his school things. "Just Go! I'll meet you two there!" She shut and locked the door behind them and returned to getting dressed.

Outside the room the two saiyan men headed out, baffled by what had just taken place, or at least Vegeta was left questioning it. She had just kicked HIM out of THEIR room, like it was no big thing at all...a hand coming to rest on his shoulder lightly brought him out of his thoughts, as he stiffened slightly under the not so welcome touch. "If you want to keep that hand Kakarot I suggest you move it...now."

Quickly Goku removed his hand from the grumbling prince's stiff shoulder and continued walking at his side, but getting his attention again. "What's up with you this morning? Aren't you gonna even dress for school we're gonna be late."

A simple answer was all Vegeta gave in response. "No."

Goku persisted, not wanting to see his 'friend' get into trouble or such a simple thing as refusing to wear his uniform. "Why? Seriously Vegeta, you really should...but if that's how you're gonna be then suit yourself."

He simply gave a quiet grunt and shifted his stance slightly, his arms folded tightly across his broad chest in typical fashion. Just because the woman was so eager to go along with this nonsense, did not mean he would be just as willing. And then an intriguing idea came to him...perhaps he would 'play along' after all...

The two continued on towards the high school, it was just in walking distance so there was no point in driving, or flying even.

Bulma finished dressing, picking up her brush and pulling it through her shoulder length teal locks, flinching ever so slightly when she would come across a tangle or two. Settling to pull it back, she drew her silky tresses into a high ponytail and let be. Turning her eyes to the mirror on her vanity table she studied her reflection momentarily, an amused grin seemed to come to her lips as she tried to contain her excitement.

Satisfied with how she looked, she stood up and scooped up what she assumed were her own supplies for school, exiting her bedroom. So what if Vegeta didn't find this situation amusing, she was having fun already and the day hadn't even started yet.

Stepping out into the morning air, she started on her way, knowing how close the school was from there, though she wasn't too thrilled on walking alone....

"Well good morning, I see you got up in time for once!" A familiar voice drew her attention.

Maybe she didn't have to walk alone after all. The raven-haired teen crossed the road to meet with her, a friendly smile on her face. Not much about her seemed different, though she was obviously younger that much she could see.

She continued to walk, but letting her friend catch up to join her. "Hey Chi-chi."

For a moment she was confused, not having gone to school with the younger girl but then again who said this had to make sense. She was glad to have her along though; aside from Goku and Vegeta she wasn't too sure on whom to expect to see that she knew.

[A/n]. I hope I didn't make Bulma come off as shallow or OOC or something but I was going by how she acted in DB and early DBZ.... And yes I know that Chi-Chi is younger then V&B but who said anything about this situation making sense.... Least I mentioned the fact that she is supposed to be younger and didn't originally attend the same school I'm sure. [Unlike most High school fics cough] Anyway hehe not quite a cliffie but then not quite a perfect ending to this chapter. This next one is my personal favorite though I did find the Goku scene amusing do remember to R&R so I know you guys want more!