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Chapter 2: Meet you're new partner

With a buttered bagel in her mouth, Bulma poured her self a cup of fresh coffee in her favorite coffee mug. She grabbed her purse and her brief case and made a mad dash out her penthouse apartment door. She woke up late again, but this time it was different. She had a dream last night, a dream she could hardly recall but she knew she had it. She slid the key in the key hole, when it made a "Click" she continued on her way down the hall. Being on the 27th and last floor, she had to wait for the elevator. She presses the button and waited. With three seconds to spare the elevator made a "Ding" sound in 57 seconds. She was thankful it was a jet elevator or else she would have to wait for five minutes for it to reach from the 27th floor to the lobby. When the elevator doors open, she made an Olympic dash to the main door.

"Good morning Ms Brief…….." The door man caught a glimpse of the blue hair flying pass him. Bulma was the only blue haired weather male or female that lives in the building, being the door man for over 9 years he remember every face, or hair. He heard a distant "good morning" and smiled.

Bulma swung the door of her yellow Lamborghini up and tossed her purse and her briefcase in the back seat. She sat in the driver seat and start up the 300 horse power engine. She wanted to beat rush hour traffic so she stepped on it.

Down the street, she took a sip of her hot coffee which she manages not to spill. She took another sip and bit down in her buttered bagel. The traffic was clear for a Monday morning so she switched on her cruise control and ate her morning snack. Mondays can be quite hectic at the office, aside from the stockbrokers looking for their cut, to investors cluttering her office. She also has to deal with the usual sexual and perverted remarks from old horny men who are tired of their wives for 40 years. She also has to deal with the occasional groping and flirting from them also. At the end of the day she feels dirty so she wash away her hard day with a hot perfume bath.

Bulma sigh out loud and took control of the wheels. 'When did my life come to this?' Bulma stop at a red light and wait for the green. She just want to get away from all his, a permanent vacation courtesy of Bulma Brief and her prince charming. There's nothing wrong with a little sex on the beach every now and then. Come to think of it, she hadn't had sex in 9 years. "Wow, that a long time. I for got what sex feels like." Bulma thought back to her senior prom when she lost her virginity to her high school sweet heart.

It was a bad experience because he was also a virgin and she was in pain. She didn't realize that the light was green and it took the honking horns of angry motorist to shake her out of her mental turmoil. Bulma made a left turn on to the highway; she put her hot coffee to her pink lips to take another sip when some one cut her off. She slammed hard on the brakes and her coffee spilled all over her white business blouse.

"FUCK." Bulma screamed and dropped her mug when the hot liquid splashed all over her delicate fingers. She saw a profile shot of the guys face when he sped pass her. The cocky grin would stay in her head for the rest of the day.

Bulma used what ever tissue she could find to clean out her car. She would have to change her shirt when she gets to the office. Till then she is going to have to wear her business jacket.

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20 minutes later

Bulma walked inside the main doors of Capsule Corps with a scowl on her beautiful face. She walked pass Pete and Stan, the front door security guards. They always make fun of her and no matter how many times she threaten the termination of their job for one more rude remark, they would just laugh nervously and come up with something totally new the next day.

"Good morning miss Brief…." This time she would get to them first, to express the mood she was in.

"YEAH, GREAT FUCKING MORNING, A GREAT MORNING TO GO FUCK YOU'RE SEVLES." Bulma said and stormed to the elevator. Both her and the guards receive stairs from their fellow colleagues.

Bulma hope she wouldn't have to run into someone before she could reach her office, for their sake. Bulma got off the elevator and made a dash to her office, but the gods were not on Bulma side this morning because she ran into the last person she wanted to see.

"Good morning beautiful." Yamcha said in a spirited tone. 'He must've gotten someone to screw his brains out over the weekend. Now I have to deal with him. Why me?'

"What's so fucking great about it, is it the fact that some ass hole cut me off and spilled my coffee all over me, which made me an hour late. Or is it that you woke up with another bimbo. In that case it's a great fucking day." Bulma gave him a sarcastic grin and threw her arms up in the air. She then stormed in her office and slammed the door. Yamcha stood staring at the door like it spat in his face.

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Bulma walked over to her closet and grabbed an extra blouse from a selection of seven. She learned from past accidents that she should bring back ups, but none of the accidents ever include some crazy guy almost wrecking her new Lamborghini. She slipped the shirt over her slender shoulders and was in the process of buttoning it up. That is until she saw a single paper with writing on it on her desk. She looked at the paper suspiciously and move towards it, then picked it up and read it.

"Morning Blue; when you get in, come to my office. We have some thing important to discuss.

-Dad.

"Kuso, I bet it's about me always being late. Just what I need, another lecture from my father. This morning is going so damn well." Bulma said to herself as she crumble up the paper and toss it in the garbage. Little did she know that her blouse still hung open and her perky breast were swelling through her baby blue lacy bra.

"Bulma, you're fathe….." Yamcha stopped in his tracks after swinging Bulma's door open. Now he had something to fantasize about.

"Uhg…You pervert." Bulma was quick to cover up her blouse. She held it close with her left hand and reach for her large stapler with her right. Yamcha was too caught up in a midday fantasy that he didn't see the stapler until the last millisecond which was already too late.

WHAM

"AAAWWWWWOOOO. FUCK YOU DID THAT FOR?" Yamcha scream as he held his forehead with both hands.

"GET OUT YOU FUCKING PERVERT." Bulma scream waving her electric pencil sharpener in a threaten manner.

"Well excuuuse me for being a man." Yamcha said and left slamming the door behind him. After he left, Bulma release the death grip she had on hr open blouse. 'Note to self, get a buzzer for my door.' She said as she button up her shirt so she could go see what her father want.

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"So tell me my boy. How is the old man?" Dr. Brief said to the man standing next to him. Behind them was a very large window and you could see the other high rise and sky scrapers.

"I could careless. I haven't seen the old fool in two years." The man said and cross his arms over his chest. Dr. Brief laughed out loud and slapped the man on his back. He was stunned. Not from the force of the hit, but due to the fact that the old man had actually hit him.

"Well I'm glad you decide to partner up with us, I think Capsule Corporation and Ouji Industries has the ability to do great things." The old man walked over to his chair behind his desk and pointed to a chair for the man to sit. " Have a seat till my daughter gets here." He waved off the doctor preferring to stand.

"It was the old man's idea; I didn't care about the merger. I'm still making a shit load of money." The man said with a scowl on his face. He straighten out his tie and put his right hand on his hip.

Bulma strolled up to her father's office door. She heard talking in the room so she decides to just sneak in. When her whole body was in the room, she saw her father sitting down talking to a guy who was standing with his back towards her. Bulma slowly approach her father's desk.

"Ahh, Bulma. There you are. Come here child. I want you to meet someone." Dr. Brief said as he called her over with one had and motion to the guy with the other.

He turned around and gave Bulma a view of ½ of his face, and then it hit her. "Wait, you're that little shit that cut me off this morning. Because of you asshole I burned my fucking hand and now I have to get the interior of my car dry cleaned." Bulma was already in the guy's face poking his chest. They locked eyes and the instantly there electricity was high voltage.

"Oh, so I see you met you're new partner already." Bulma looked at her father like he said the dumbest thing in the world.

"Partner, what the fuck do I need a partner for?" She as not caring whether she offended the guy or her father.

"Watch you're filthy mouth young lady, remember I'm still you're father." He stood up from his chair and over the desk pointing his finger at her in a warning gesture.

"Yeah Woman, watch you're filthy mouth. You're in the presence of civilized people." The man said with a smirk as Bulma face turned red with rage.

"IT'S BULMA TO YOU TROLL DOLL." Bulma poked him in his chest with each word she said.

"AND IT'S VEGETA TO YOU, YOU BLUE HAIRED BIMBO." Vegeta screamed just above her toneto show her he was superior. They stared death glares at each other, teeth clench and arms by their side. It was like that after two minutes.

Doctor Brief watch the two at war decided it was time to end it. He cleared his throat and they both snapped out of their mental battle. Vegeta went back to his signature stance. Back straight, arms cross, nose high and a scowl across his handsome face. "Well if you two are finish, Bulma I need you to show Vegeta aroun…." The doctor was cut off.

"He can show his damn self around. I'm not going to play baby sitter to this asshole." Bulma said and stormed out of her father's office. Vegeta watch Bulma rear swing as she took each angry step till she was out the door. They both jump when the door slammed. Vegeta and the doctor looked at each other and shook their heads.

That conclude Chapter 2, hope you like it...R&R. Tell me what you think