Hey again! It's now 2006, a cool new year, and I'm preparing to write another chapter of this story! I'm glad some people are still reading it because I enjoy writing it. Anyways, thanks to porcelain87, lil sweetie, fantasy (x2), heiress2thethrone (x2), Vampiress-06 for reviewing on the last chapter!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragonball Z or any of its characters so don't yell, ok? Great now that is settled, on with the story!

Chi-chi was the first to step out of their limo with her light pink satin Jimmy Choo strapped high heels. They gently touched the ground and the rest of her was now visible. Her hair was in a bun piled on the top of her head, with strands of curls falling perfectly around her face. Her Vera Wang dress was much like Bulma's, tight at the top and flow-y towards the bottom, except in light pink.

Chi-chi was in no mood to deal with anyone right now. She looked into her pink Jessica McClintock bag for her lip gloss so she could do touch ups. Anyone who dared to cross over to her bad side right now was going to be sorry. She was still checking herself in her compact mirror when Goku was came out of the limo and shouted,

"Wait up Chi!"

Chi-chi rolled her eyes. She didn't need to be shouted at like she was some kind of dog. She would wait for whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted. So, with this sentiment in mind, she walked off towards the Ritz-Carlton, where their ball was taking place.

After Goku got out of the car, it was 18 who came out next. She knew Chi-chi was going to be a pain in the ass to deal with tonight, and wasn't too interested in dealing with it. Nevertheless, she ran after her friend and said,

"Is everything all right with you?"

Chi-chi stopped dead in her tracks, and turned to face 18. Then, with an exasperated tone, she responded,

"Is everything all right with me? Hell no! Are you kidding me? Look around us 18. Look at the people we are with, and observe. See Yamcha?"

18 then looked over to Yamcha, who was standing next to her boyfriend, Krillen. The next thing she saw was Marron hanging all over Yamcha, and if she didn't know any better, she would assume they were an item. 18 turned back to Chi-chi and lightly nodded. Chi-chi then continued her rant,

"He couldn't give a rats ass less where Bulma is because Marron is filling the 'void' that Bulma has left for him tonight. And yeah, I'm sick of lying to her. She is doing nothing but dealing with the repercussions of all of his mistakes, and this is how he thanks her? And us, how can we even call her our friend! We're standing aside letting all of this happen. Saying nothing, because it's okay, because he's Yamcha."

Now 18 could see where her friend was coming from, because her blood was boiling now too. She couldn't believe how blind she had been to the entire situation, but there it was right in front of her.

Everyone was now out of the limo and approaching the two girls. It was Raditz next to Goku and Krillen, and lagging behind them was Marron and Yamcha. As soon as they all reached Chi-chi and 18, Yamcha mockingly asked,

"Is there a problem ladies?"

Chi-chi and 18 looked at each other with fire in their eyes, and then looked at Yamcha. Yamcha was smirking a devious smirk, like he knew exactly what was wrong, but also knew that the girls had no evidence to prove their claim. However, Chi-chi was the first to speak up and said,

"Actually, you know what? There is a problem."

And 18 soon joined her friend in the crusade to crush the captain of the lacrosse team and said,

"See, Chi-chi and I were having this little 'chit-chat' and we think that you're an asshole, and you don't really give a shit about anyone except yourself. Because you know what? You're devoted girlfriend is at home, and you're here hanging all over this slut!"

Krillen grabbed 18, pulled her aside and whispered in her ear,

"What the hell are you doing?"

She then pushed him off of her and said to him,

"We're not standing by and watching while this scumbag gropes this whore and then pretending like nothing happened!"

Goku then dragged Chi-chi towards the Ritz before she had the chance to say anything more. Chi-chi at this point was furious, and tried to break free from Goku's grip, but she knew that he was too strong. Goku then turned to face Chi-chi, and asked her in a calm, rational voice,

"What's going on with you?"

By now, Chi-chi was in hysterics and shouted at him,

"WHAT'S WITH ME! I'll tell you what! Yamcha is going to get away cheating on my best friend again, and then again we're all going to act like nothing happened! I'm so sick of being a bunch of fake zombies on behalf of Yamcha. You're always like, 'He's not perfect Chi' or 'I'm sure he didn't mean it' but you know what? That can only go so fucking far! He can't keep getting away with this!"

Goku then looked at his girlfriend with a look of understanding. He knew she was right, in fact, he had secretly been thinking the same thing for years. He never knew why he didn't tell Bulma, but he knew that now was the time. He then let go of where he had been gripping her arm and took both of his hands and cupped her face and whispered,

"You're right."

Bulma's House…

Bulma knew that her face was treacherously close to Vegeta's, and it couldn't feel anymore right. For a second she forgot about everything and just took in what was happening at that exact moment. Everything she had wanted ever since she laid eyes upon him was now here. But there was a little pinch of guilt pulsing through her veins. And she knew that if Yamcha saw this, he would murder the both of them. However, Bulma was growing tired of what Yamcha thought or what Yamcha did. He wasn't good for her anymore, and she knew that.

Still, as much as she was enjoying the moment, she knew that she couldn't cheat on Yamcha. And she also knew that she was coming dangerously to just that. Bulma then pushed Vegeta off and said softly,

"I'm sorry, I can't."

Vegeta walked over to her bed and sat there for a moment with his fists clenched and his face looking down. He then looked up to see that Bulma was nervously biting her nails and looking at him with even more confusion then before. He then tried walking towards her and she quickly stepped back. He was growing tired of the squeamish behavior and finally asked,

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Taken back by this comment, she didn't know what to say. What came out was,

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. You don't have to say anything at all; I can read you like an open book. I know you want to go with me, and you're just being a pain in the ass about it."

Bulma let out a sigh of exasperation. Half of the reason was because he was right and the other half was because he had just called her a pain in the ass. As she had told herself many times, no one was supposed to talk to Bulma Briefs like that, and again he didn't care. She refuted in her own defense,

"Uh, hello? I have a boyfriend! I think it would look kind of bad if I came with someone else, especially someone he loathed. And why do you even want to take me, shouldn't you be taking Marron instead? Huh?"

Vegeta looked at her with sheer amusement. She was jealous and it was painfully obvious. Then he started to burst out in an odd, cackle-like laughter. He then looked to see that she wasn't too amused by this sudden outburst and he then started to say,

"Are you serious? You think I would want to take that idiotic girl to any event? She is an okay fu—"

And he stopped in the dead middle of his sentence. He realized that he wasn't helping his case. Now, Bulma just looked more cross then she did before and was rolling her eyes. He knew that he had just sparked a whole new conflict.

"Oh my god. I can't even believe that you even have the audacity to say that!"

"Say what?"

"Oh come on Vegeta! Don't play stupid with me, because it doesn't work! You were just about to say that Marron was an 'okay fuck.' I am not that stupid, and besides, why should I believe you couldn't do that to me."

"Who says I couldn't?"

Bulma let out a cry of utter frustration and then stomped towards the entrance of her room and held the door wide open. She then said with an ice cold tone,

"You know the way out."

Vegeta was not stupid; he knew how to take a hint. So he walked towards the door and just as Bulma was about to slam the door on him, he grabbed her and pinned her up against the door. He then leaned in close, and he kissed her. She was captured by this kiss and just let their tongues dance for a moment longer before he brought his head up to whisper,

"It's just that I wouldn't."

William's Mansion…

William was finishing putting on his Valentino tuxedo and was adjusting his tie in the mirror, when he felt two skinny arms slithering around his waist. He turned to face Bunny in her light brown Sue Wong gown with elaborate beading and sequencing in a darker shade of brown. The gown was a halter which was floor length and very fitting to Bunny's form.

William was momentarily stunned by the blonde beauty that stood before him. He took in her scent (Blue by Ralph Lauren) and then gave her the once over.

"You look very lovely tonight, Bunny."

With a flirtatious glint in her eye she responded,

"I know. And you don't look too shabby yourself."

William in his gut knew that he was doing was wrong. It's not he ever cared before, but for some reason, he cared now. She had a family, and he knew that. And she told him of her husband's condition. And normally all of this wouldn't bother him, but he knew Dr. Briefs as a friend so it was a bit different. He then quickly changed the subject and said,

"You know Bun, we have to present the award tonight."

"Oh yeah, I almost completely forgot about that! What's it for anyways? Is it for the highest achieving academic student? If that's the case—"

"No. This is for the student with the best athletic ability, and this award qualifies them to win a scholarship to the school of their choice."

Bunny's brows furrowed and she then asked in a confused tone,

"But… why would anyone from this school want a scholarship?"

With a growl of frustration, William drawled out a response,

"Because Bunny, it's a prestigious honor!"

Bunny walked over to the leather chair where she had left her plain black Armani trench coat with her damier Louis Vuitton purse. She picked them up, and slid on the trench coat and slung the purse over her arm.

"Well all right William! There's no need to yell!"

With that comment, William gave out a sigh of irritation and put on his own black trench coat made by Burberry. He then went to his front door and held it open for Bunny.

"After you m'lady"

"Oh, How charming!"

At the Ritz…

Chi-chi was engaging in a slow dance with Goku, but was not really feeling all too romantic. Instead, she was peering over his shoulder to see that Marron was nuzzling her head on Yamcha's shoulder and he was whispering something in her ear. Chi-chi then whispered out loud,

"Well what the hell are you saying Yamcha! There's no use in me spying on you unless you say things out loud!"

This comment was not unheard by Goku and he then whispered in Chi-chi's ear,

"Stop spying on them."

Chi-chi could feel her blood rise at this point and asked in an annoyed demeanor,

"Why the hell should I!"

"Because it's not like you're going to be reporting the news back to Bulma."

"And who says that I wouldn't?"

"Chi—I know you, you don't have the heart. None of us do—"

"No, I didn't have the heart. But now I do, because now I see it's time for the bullshit to end."

Chi-chi then clung tighter to Goku. She wasn't sure if what she was saying was completely true. Don't get me wrong -- she wanted more than anything to have the courage to tell her best friend that her piece of shit boyfriend was nothing but a philanderer, but she knew that she would crush Bulma with the news.

It seemed so unfair to Chi-chi that one person had to go through so much. She was aware that Bulma and her mother didn't have the best relationship, and now that her father was ill, she didn't know how Bulma was dealing. It was all too much to take—and it wasn't even Chi-chi's life!

Her and Goku continued to dance in silence as Chi-chi held on to him as if he were the only thing keeping her up. The orchestra was playing a beautiful sound as they were accompanying an opera singer who was singing the aria Quando Me n'vo from the show La Boheme.

Across the way from them, were 18 and Krillen who seemed to be having a heated discussion in the corner.

Krillen was almost shouting at 18 because she just was so set in her ways. She was so set on the fact that they had to ultimately crush Yamcha tonight, when really there was nothing they could do now. Bulma wasn't here, and Yamcha had only danced with Marron. But it is true, what they say, flirting is cheating's ugly cousin.

"Krillen! God damn it, why are you acting so blind to the situation? Look at them, they may as well be making out with each other right then and there! It's been like this for—"

"Years? I know 18, but we can't do anything about it here and now because he hasn't done anything wrong. And until he does, we're rendered helpless."

18 then gave out a cry of frustration; she was down to her last bit of patience with Yamcha and his women. The lingering question in her brain was, why would he even consider cheating? She knew that Bulma would be the best girl that ever came his way. She was not only stunningly beautiful, but she was smart, funny and quirky (in a cute way). And above all else, she was loyal. Not a quality easily stumbled upon in their town.

Krillen lightly brushed 18's cheek to give her a sense of comfort. He saw the inner battle that she was fighting. He knew it wasn't easy to stand by and watch Yamcha just parade around with his women while Bulma had not a clue. Hell, Bulma was his friend too. He knew how frustrating it was to sit on the sidelines while he was doing all of this. He did. But unfortunately he didn't believe that one night of realization was going to fix everything.

Brushing her blonde hair behind her ear, she was leaning against a wall in the corner of the Grand Ballroom and she watched everyone dancing in unison to the song of the opera singer. She then looked over to where Yamcha and Marron were dancing. She was still close as ever to him, and he couldn't have looked anymore content with himself. This is what really pissed her off. He had to conquer the world—one woman at a time. Bastard.

Bulma's House…

Bulma looked up at Vegeta for a moment. She couldn't believe that he had just kissed her! He, Vegeta Ouji, had just kissed her, Bulma Briefs! It was unlike any rush she had ever had in her entire life. It was a warm and tingling sensation she had through out her entire body. And for once, she wasn't thinking, when will he get off of me?

What was the world coming to? She had cheated on her boyfriend! What had she just done! And she liked it! And she wanted more of it. From this guy who had earlier made her feel like complete shit, had now placed her on the top of the world. Life is funny that way, she thought. She then opened her mouth to try and say something,

"I… uh… um—"

Vegeta was pleased, because for once, someone had shut up this outspoken woman. Oh, who the hell was he kidding? He kissed her because he had been waiting to do it ever since the moment he first saw her. Her azure colored hair and eyes, her pale skin, what was not love about her appearance? Not only that, but she was also smart, and funny, and argumentative. She had substance. He, for the first time in his life, gave a small smile and then said,

"Find your shoes woman; we're going to this ball."

Her eyes suddenly brightened with excitement and joy. She was feeling like a princess being swept off her feet, and for once, it was the right guy. She took in the moment for all that it was worth; looking at how sharp Vegeta looked in his suite. She could tell that he had spent time getting ready – for her. Then she lightly nodded her head, and the two went down the spiral staircase.

Vegeta was feeling so anxious at this point, but you couldn't tell from the outside. He was keeping a complete cold, and composed front as he said,

"Hurry up woman! We're going to miss this thing,"

Bulma smiled to herself. He could be such a pain in the ass. Always taking the romance out of certain moments, but that was okay. She didn't want him to turn into some mushy fool, she liked the way he was. He could be cold and confrontational, but he could also have his moments as well. At this point, her shoes had been put on, and she had put on her snow white Michael Kors trench while holding her pale blue sequenced clutch by Lulu Guinness, and she poked him in the chest and playfully said,

"That's Bulma to you!"

She then walked out of the house and his car was already parked in her driveway. She started towards his car, because of course she wasn't going to drive! He noticed this and quickly pulled her arm before she stepped any closer to the driveway and said,

"Wait, I have one more thing."

"Yes…?"

He then slid on the corsage made with white roses he gotten made for her onto her thin, pale wrist. She then looked into his eyes again, she couldn't help herself, and they were so intense. There was something much warmer about them, it was rare to see him like this, and she had the feeling that she should treasure it.

So Vegeta finally convinced Bulma to go to the ball with him, good going man! But what will happen when they get there? Will they come across a reality that is not so pleasant? And what will Yamcha do when he sees them walk through the door together? And better yet what will Bulma do when she sees Marron hanging all over him, and him not even attempting to push her off? All of this and more will be answer next time on The Life.

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