A/N: OMG! OMG! OMG! SO sorry for the long time I haven't updated. Just got stuck with a lot of things. Anyways, this next chapter is mainly about Bulma and Vegeta (Duh!). But you can start to piece together how they broke up with this one clue, that I shall give you,...if you read on.
And thank you to all the great readers out there who took the time to review this successful story of mine:
Chapter is Room Mania,...Get it? Romania? Room mania? aughh! Whatever,.... just read on!
Picture Perfect
Room Mania
Aoi Megami
The sun hit her face and Bulma groaned as she slowly got up from her bed. She went to her walk-in closet and took out her blue fluffy robe. She then left her room and headed to the kitchen.
Though she quickly regretted exiting her room when she saw Lauren in the kitchen, wearing only a large t-shirt, who she had guessed to belong to someone she knew.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Bulma asked.
"Vegeta Ouji invited me." Lauren answered as a matter of fact.
"Vegeta!" Bulma screamed from the top of her voice.
Diana bolted up from her bed when she heard a faint shout. She quickly got up from her bed and headed straight to the shower.
Diana kept hearing screaming and shouting when her food was being served in front of her. Aya suddenly barged into her room with her usual clip board in one hand.
"Diana," she gasped. "Help." she cried.
"What happened?" Diana said as she got up from her seat.
"Bulma," Aya gasped. "And Vegeta." she finished. With just that, Diana stormed out of her room and quickly headed to Bulma and Vegeta's room. When she reached the door she violently twisted the door knob opened and got herself ready for some more yelling, and in the morning, no less. She gasped at what she saw. Aya was right behind her with a scared look on her face.
Diana walked into the room. Well, into what was left of it, that is. The room was trashed, vases and lamps were broken, curtains pulled down, feathers from the pillows and the couches were everywhere. It was a complete disaster.
"Oh my god," Diana whispered as she slowly inched inside the destroyed room. She whipped her head to a crying voice. A blonde girl sitting at the far corner of the kitchen was continuously crying."Who are you?" she asked.
"Who am I?" Diana repeated. "Who the hell are you? And what are you doing here," she paused as she scanned the girl's outfit. "And with those clothes?"
"Vegeta Ouji invited me." she announced happily.
"Well, then get out!" Diana pointed to the door.
"You can't push me out!"
"Wanna bet?" Diana scowled. At the very moment another screaming and crashing can be heard. It was coming from the rooms. "What is going on here?" Diana growled.
"I don't know." the girl said truthfully.
"Get out!" Diana shouted at her. The blonde girl reluctantly followed. When the girl was no where in sight, Vegeta burst into the room from his own room. Diana and Aya watched surprised as Bulma followed him out with a pillow in one hand a pan on the other.
"Come back here!" Bulma screamed at him.
"Nobody tells me what to do!" Vegeta half laughed half growled as he continued to avoid the pillow and the pan that was headed his way.
"What is going on here!?" Diana screamed but Bulma and Vegeta continued running around and chasing each other like little kids. Vegeta finally ran behind Diana and used her as a shield from Bulma. Bulma stopped chasing him, she growled and stomped her foot on the carpeted floor.
"You coward!" Bulma yelled at him. Vegeta just stuck a tongue at her.
"What. Is. Going. On. Here?" Diana said, more calmly this time.
"You will not believe what this bastard did!" Bulma told her.
"Hey! It's my life, I can do anything." Vegeta said.
"Not in Rome you don't!"
"Enough!" Diana hushed. "What happened?" she hissed.
"He snuck in a girl last night and slept with her!" Bulma told Diana.
"It's not my problem she's jealous!" Vegeta pointed an accusing finger at her.
"You did what!?" Diana half shouted.
"Hey, it's my life!" Vegeta growled.
"And this is something that can get you and US in a big problem!" Diana hissed. "No more of this Vegeta." Diana warned. "I want the two of you dressed in two hours, you'll be checking out your trailers and the set for the day after tomorrow's shooting." Diana said before leaving the room.
"Thanks a lot!" Vegeta said when Diana was finally gone. "You're such a party pooper!" Vegeta said as he started walking back to his own room. Bulma just watched him go. She quickly ran to her room. Vegeta seeing what she did finally realized what she was doing; he himself went running straight to his room. Bulma and Vegeta both ran out at the same time with their towels and they raced to the bathroom, but since Bulma was two feet ahead she got in first.
The door was shut in front of his face. He grabbed the knob and started twisting it but to no luck, it was locked.
"Woman, get out!" Vegeta yelled as he started banging on the door.
"Shut up and wait your turn!" Bulma yelled back. Vegeta grunted and gave up when he heard the shower go on. He looked around and smirked.
Just like always. Bulma would chase him around, both of them wrecking things because she's mad at something he did. He used to think it was fun, he still do. But it wasn't fun for her anymore.
[Bathroom]
Bulma stepped into the hot shower and breathed a sigh of relief when the hot water hit her exhausted body. It was eight o'clock in the morning and she had screamed and shouted already. She hated to admit it though but, she had fun chasing him around, again.
[Flash back]
"It's our what?" Vegeta screamed.
"Don't tell me you forgot!" Bulma hissed through clenched teeth.
"Of course not!" Vegeta said nervously, he had never been so scared in his entire life! Actually, he was never scared of anything his entire life, until now. When her blue depths burned like fire, her porcelain face blushed a deep shade of crimson because of pure anger. At him!
"Really?" Bulma asked more calmly, her teeth unclenched as she smiled sweetly. But Vegeta wasn't stupid. "What did you get for me? Cause you know, I have more plans in the evening." She flirted. Vegeta smirked, knowing what she was talking about. The only problem was that he hadn't bought her anything!
"I-I'll get it," he lied and stood up from the couch. "It's in the bedroom." he said.
"Vegeta." Bulma called before he gets out of the room. "How many months have we been together now? Cause you know, you should know, it is OUR anniversary." the smile on her face disappeared. Vegeta's face flushed and he couldn't stop sweating. Then, as always, he found a way out.
"I'm ashamed of you Bulma Briefs." he scolded. In confusion, Bulma raised both of her eyebrows.
"W-what?" she asked, still confused.
"You of all people should know how long we've been together!" he said and dashed out of the room before she could say another word.
"That bastard!" Bulma whispered. A few minutes later, Vegeta came out of their room with a messy gift wrapped box. Bulma raised a brow. 'This is going to be interesting.' Bulma thought as she watched Vegeta sat down beside her in the couch.
"Here." he said, tossing the box to her. She laughed. "What?" Vegeta asked.
"Vegeta," Bulma smiled, she couldn't help to stay mad at him for so long. He looks just like a little kid, scared and nervous at the same time, but still keeping his cool. "This is a Christmas gift wrapper."
"Hey!" Vegeta said. "Do not judge a gift by its cover." he stated.
"What?" Bulma asked and just shook her head. She leaned against him and pecked him on the cheek. "Thank you." she whispered in his ear. After doing so, she started opening her gift. She opened the box and the blood in her system rushed back to her face. Vegeta snickered at her reaction.
"What?" he asked. Quickly standing off from the couch and backing away from his girlfriend. "Don't you like it?" he asked.
"You idiot!" Bulma stood up. "I'm the one who bought this at the Gucci store!" she screamed.
"What?" Vegeta said, still backing away from her since she started advancing towards him. "How do you even remember that?" he asked. "You have hella lot of clothes and you probably only wore that once!" he stated.
"Then you admit that you DID forget OUR anniversary!" she hollered.
"Dammit!" Vegeta whispered to himself, realizing his own mistake. "Will it help, if I go shopping with you tomorrow?" he said as Bulma continued advancing and he continued backing up. "Five hours," he said, trying to make a deal with her. "I'll carry everything." he proposed. "My treat!" he said. But Bulma didn't listen. "Oh screw this!" Vegeta said as he started running away but Bulma was hot on his tracks following him while she whacked him with the dress she bought from Gucci.
[End Flash back]
They went to the arcade, it was fun! She never thought of it as fun, but when she was with him, everything was fun. They even SHARED a pizza together. Vegeta Ouji? Sharing food? Bulma smiled, she turned the shower off and shivered when the hot water left her body. She grabbed a towel and stepped out of the bathroom.
She wrapped the towel around her body and took another towel to dry her hair off; she also wrapped the towel on her hair. She went to the door, unlocked it and stepped out. She wasn't surprised to see Vegeta sitting on the destroyed couch and watching T.V.
"Exactly," he paused as he turned his face to her. "What do women do inside that bathroom that takes them about an hour and a half to wash themselves?" his voice started rising.
"Just hurry up!" Bulma said.
"A lot you know about that word." Vegeta mumbled before entering the steamed bathroom. Bulma gasped at his harsh words. She couldn't help but feel...so...Sorry.
[Bathroom]Vegeta turned on the shower and stepped in. His tensed muscled relaxed when the cold water hit his chest. He couldn't help but feel guilty for what he just said to Bulma. He shook his head. He didn't care! He never cared! But why was he so hurt when----. No! He promised he'd never think of that day ever again! He missed her. That, he'd admit.
[In the Living Room]
'Was he right?' Bulma thought as she entered her half destroyed room. 'Is that what he thinks of me all the time? Somebody who rushes things? Was that why we're not together now, because of me? Me and my rushing things all time? But what have I rushed?'
A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. She got out of her bedroom with her towel still on. She opened the door and was greeted by her friends with their, are you alright, and what happened faces.
"Guys I'm fine." Bulma started before Chichi and Juu could even utter a word.
"What happened?" Juu asked.
"Same old, same old." Bulma answered as they made way for them to enter the damaged room.
"Looks like a storm hit the place." Chichi inspected.
"More like a hurricane." Juu added. Bulma laughed and smiled at her friends.
"Guys, wanna help me get dress?" Bulma asked. The girls giggled and they all headed to Bulma's room to get her dressed and ready.
[Half an hour later]
"This is the best we can do, B-Chan." Juu told Bulma. Bulma inspected her face in the mirror. She had light make up on, pinkish on her cheeks, light pink lip gloss and few eye shadow and eyeliner. Just plain, just like she always wanted it.
"Thanks, its perfect." she told her.
"How bout the hair?" Chichi asked. Bulma inspected her hair. It was in a half ponytail, the rest of the hair that cascaded down her back was curled with a curling iron. She liked it; it matched the clothes she wore.
"Love it." Bulma smiled and Chichi giggled in delight.
"Alright, let's go." Juu said. "Or we'll be late." she added and they all headed out the hotel room. Before exiting, she noticed that Vegeta was nowhere in sight, probably downstairs with Goku already.
She took a deep breath before leaving the room. She got her self ready for another busy day of her life. And she hated it, especially when he was not around to comfort her when she needed someone, which was everyday after work
A/N: OMG! What happens next? Well you just have to find out for yourself. But, hope you guys REVIEW!
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