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Chapter 7

"You have no idea how good it is to see you babe." Yamcha said while squeezing Bulma in his arms, her face smooshed into his chest.

"Yamcha, as much as this hug feels really nice, I kinda need to breathe." She replied.

"Oh! My bad." He let go of her while laughing nervously. She smoothed her slightly mussed hair down and gave Yamcha a small smile.

She really wasn't expecting to see him so soon. She had to ask."So what are you doing back here so early? It's only been a month you know."

"I wanted to surprise you babe. You know, make sure you weren't missing me so much that you lost the will to live", he teased lightly. It was the truth, about ninety five percent of it. 'I also wanted to make sure that Vegeta wasn't terrorizing you while I was away.'

Bulma could only look at Yamcha while trying to form some words.

It was official. The universe was playing a cosmic joke on her. Literally right after her conversation (if you could call it that) with Vegeta, she walks into her house to find the one person she wasn't expecting to see for at least another eleven months standing there telling her he wanted to surprise her. Bulma was pretty sure she'd reached her quota of surprises for one lifetime. There was a silver lining to this visit though. She could do what both of them were too reluctant to do for a long time now.

"I missed you too", she smiled halfheartedly, "but it's a good thing you're here. I've been meaning to talk to you."

"Y-yeah sure." Yamcha couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. This wasn't the warm welcome he was expecting. Bulma seemed a little...off. His hands started getting a little moist but he hid them in the pockets of his jeans. 'You're getting nervous over nothing. She's probably tired, that's all.'

She led them to the couch and they both sat down. Yamcha was a little confused by the sudden blush on her cheeks but mentally shrugged it off. It probably wasn't that big a deal. Oh if only he knew….

Bulma took a deep breath and released it with a soft sigh. She took Yamcha's hands in her own and looked into his eyes. Those dark brown eyes had, once upon a time, caused butterflies to flutter in her stomach and her heart to race with giddiness. Now she didn't feel any of those things. She hadn't for a while now and it made her a little sad.

'This really is the end, isn't it?'

"We both knew that our relationship was taking strain a while back before you left. The spark between us was fading and we were drifting apart." Yamcha's eyebrows furrowed, not liking where she was taking this train of thought.

"I'm really glad we put more effort into our relationship to try and close the gap between us. But I think it's time for us to be honest with ourselves Yamcha. This has been going nowhere slowly. We both know it but were too stubborn to see it for what it is."

"Bulma…", Yamcha couldn't say anything else. He knew what she was about to say but was hoping against hope that she would say something else.

"I think it's time we call it quits as a couple. I still care about you a lot and I hope we can still remain good friends." Bulma's sapphire eyes never looked away from Yamcha's as she brought down the metaphorical axe on their relationship. A part of her was sad to end it because it meant the end of her childhood, but it had to be done. This would be beneficial for both of them in the long run.

Her now ex-beau didn't see it that way.

"That's bullshit." He snatched his hands away from hers and walked away from the couch. What the actual fuck just happened?! He came here to see his beautiful girlfriend and surprise her and here she was trying to break things off! This is not how he thought this day would turn out.

"I know you're upset right now Yamcha but-"

"Upset?! Oh-ho no, I'm not upset, I'm fuming!" His fisted hands were shaking and his eyes were filled with hurt. There had to be another explanation for this sudden change of heart and he was determined to find out.

"What's the real reason for you ending things?" It was beyond him how his teeth hadn't cracked under the immense pressure they were under from being clenched so hard. Bulma felt her throat dry up instantly. While she didn't feel too bad about what occurred the night before, that didn't mean she wanted to blurt it out to Yamcha. It would crush him.

Apparently she wouldn't have to say anything, someone did it for her.

"She's leaving your pansy ass because you weren't good enough for her. Hell, I don't think you're good enough for any woman on this mud ball planet." Vegeta couldn't believe how pathetic this male was. He couldn't leave the woman for two seconds before coming back expecting her to welcome him with open arms.

He'd felt the weakling arrive onto the compound before his encounter with the woman in the chamber but had deemed his arrival inconsequential. He had better things to worry about. It was only after he felt the 'warriors' ki spike along with the woman's tiny ki that he felt he should see what all the commotion was. He was so glad he did because he could now be rid of this insect's presence from the property once and for all.

Yamcha really wasn't in the mood for Vegeta's smartass comments.

"This doesn't involve you Vegeta so why don't you just fuck off!"

The Prince chuckled darkly, crossing his arms in an arrogant manner with a wolfish grin on his face.

"Oh but that's where you're wrong weakling. This does involve me, more than you realise."

Bulma knew what Vegeta was going to say and she couldn't let him do it, not like this. "Vegeta this really isn't any of your business so why don't you go back to the chamber and leave us to talk in peace!" She should've known not to challenge the arrogant prick.

Vegeta turned his head to face Bulma, the grin on his face still prominent.

"But woman, I would think your 'boyfriend' deserves to know that his worst fear has become a reality."

Yamcha froze on the spot upon hearing those words. That couldn't be right. He eyed the Prince with barely suppressed anger. "What the hell are you talking about?" That prick couldn't be saying…

"All those months ago, whenever you walked in to find the woman all flustered, did you really think fear was the cause? Those times she would run to you after our talks, did you really believe it was to get away from me?" Vegeta smirked mockingly at the beta male. He really lived in that denial for the longest time didn't he?

"Get to the fucking point!" Yamcha had just about lost his patience. He had enough of that troll doll playing with his mind.

The Prince's eyes widened with glee at those words.

"Gladly! Last night, I gave the woman more pleasure with my hand alone than what you probably ever did with your, how do you Earthlings put it? Ah yes. Your limp dick." The look on that worm's face was absolutely perfect. He was sure that drove his point home.

"Vegeta!" Bulma was absolutely appalled at that asshole's gall. How the hell could he do that so callously? He had no right to announce their business in such a cruel manner! "What the hell is wrong with you?!

"I was only telling the truth, woman. Aren't you the one always preaching about honesty?"

Bulma fumed at his words. But her anger was nothing compared to her former lover's.

Yamcha was absolutely furious! He'd seen the slightly guilty look and panic on Bulma's face. Not to mention, she wouldn't allow Vegeta to lie about something so heinous. It was true. She'd betrayed him with Vegeta of all people. And that asshole had the nerve to stand there and laugh like he'd just been told the best joke ever! All the anger, anxiety and hurt that had formed inside him boiled together to form a raging inferno that demanded that the Saiyan Prince pay for his actions. Yamcha powered up a bit and charged Vegeta.

Unfortunately, Bulma chose that moment to stand in front of Vegeta while yelling at him in his smug face, her back partially towards Yamcha. Before he could stop himself, he ended up punching Bulma in her upper right arm, the force of it flinging her right into the Prince's chest before she fell to the ground, the bone in her arm badly broken. All of his anger left him at the sound of her pained cries. He fell to his knees before her, self loathing flooding his conscience.

"Kami! Bulma I'm so sorry! I don't know what I was thinking!"

The next thing he knew, he found himself landing with a hard thud on his back outside the house. He looked up to find Vegeta walking towards him, his aura pulsating with deadly menace.

Vegeta was seeing red after that human managed to hurt Bulma. It wasn't enough that he was so distracted that he didn't detect that imbecile powering up. The fact that Bulma got hurt in the process by that human's foolishness was unforgivable. The Prince grabbed him by the neck and tossed him out the house, his eyes glowing crimson with fury. He stalked towards the beta male with deadly intent all the while ignoring the woman's pleas to leave him be.

The idiot stood up, faced Vegeta and immediately crouched down into a fighting position.

It's on.

The warriors rushed toward each other before colliding in a flurry of punches and kicks. Yamcha punched the Prince in his gut, only to have him grab his arm and body slam him into the ground. He quickly recovered and rolled to the side, narrowly missing the fist that would've ground his head into the earth. Yamcha jumped into the air and fired a massive ki blast at his adversary, only for him to divert it into outer space, eventually exploding in it's cold depths. Vegeta followed the other male into the air and they resumed their battle.

Only it turned into a massacre as Vegeta stopped playing around and started attacking Yamcha seriously. The Prince punched the weakling straight in his nose, breaking the bone and Yamcha howled in pain. Never breaking stride he drove his fist into Yamcha's abdomen, causing him to spit out a huge gob of blood. He then used a slightly less powerful, but still effective, ki blast and fired it at his foe, causing him to plunge right into the earth.

Yamcha felt like every bone in his body was shattered. When had Vegeta become so strong? It was insane. He felt him land softly on the ground next to him and he forced his eyes open to face his executioner.

Vegeta spat to the side and looked down at the broken male on the ground. He sneered in disgust. The fool even failed at trying to avenge his nonexistent dignity. Before he could make another move, a shrill voice in the air stopped him.

"That is enough!" Bulma had made it to those two fighters before the brute decided to kill Yamcha. Again. She pushed Vegeta out of the way and knelt down next to her friend.

"Yamcha, are you okay?! He didn't hurt you too bad did he?!" He could only shake his head slightly but even that little move hurt like a bitch. He really got his ass handed to him. What was he thinking?

"Come on, I'll get you patched right up in the infirmary." Bulma tried to help him up with her good arm, only for him to pull away. She frowned in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"I'd rather not be here any longer than I want to." His pride took a beating today. He was utterly humiliated. He lost his girl to that monster and he wasn't even strong enough to get his vengeance. No, he just wanted to leave at that moment. He used his remaining strength to stand up as tall as he could. He looked at Bulma one more time, hurt and bitterness present in his eyes. "Take care of yourself Bulma." He looked at the monkey prince with venom shooting out of his eyes before taking to the sky and flying away. He'd go to the hospital to get a quick patch up then he'd go back to the desert. He wouldn't be back for a while and this time he meant it.

Bulma felt her heart clench as she watched Yamcha fly away. She really regretted the way things turned out.

"Hmph. Good riddance."

Oh that dick! That was it!

She slowly turned to face Vegeta with her anger very present on her countenance. "Just what the fuck did you think you were doing telling Yamcha what happened?! It wasn't your place to say so, and in such a cruel manner too!"

Vegeta felt his satisfaction at the male's departure dwindle as the woman bitched at him. She always knew how to ruin the moment!

"Quit your screeching, you harpy! I still need my hearing! Are you honestly siding with the worm who injured you?!"

"Newsflash dipshit! He wasn't aiming for me! He was going for you! He was angry and understandably so!" Bulma felt tears form in her eyes before they fell down her cheeks. All the guilt she hadn't felt before suddenly came rushing at her like a tsunami and she was powerless to stop it. She didn't want to stop it, she deserved this feeling. Who in the world just cheats on their significant other and claims to feel nothing?! She carried on her tirade, her voice cracking as she spoke.

"He had every right to feel as pissed off and betrayed as he did because that's what happened. I broke his trust the moment I kissed you back and let you touch me!"

Vegeta tried to intervene, only to have Bulma slash her hand in front of him, silencing him before he could speak. "You've said enough for one day. It's my time right now. Ever since you first expressed your attraction to me in the lab all those months ago, it's been a constant roller coaster of mixed signals and mind games. Only it all boiled to you wanting me as your 'mate' or whatever! I'm so tired of the constant back and forth between us that leaves me unable to tell which way is left and which is right! And to top it all off, I ended up with a broken arm courtesy of your callous statements!"

Her voice suddenly became soft and weak, so defeated that he could feel the sadness in her next statement.

"Worst of all, Yamcha ended up with a broken heart. I know that my feelings for him have faded away, but that doesn't mean I still don't feel terrible about how it ended. He got hurt more than he probably bargained for and I hate it." She looked up at him, her face contorted in sadness, her usually crystal blue eyes now teary, red rimmed and filled with pain. It made his gut clench and he felt an unfamiliar pinch in his heart. The feeling only deepened when she said, "This is my fault as much as it is yours. But now, I wish that you'd never come near me last night. Do me a favour and just….stay away from me."

With that, she turned around and left, leaving Vegeta standing alone in the decimated yard while she went to cast her arm in the infirmary.

Vegeta could only stand as still as a statue, watching her walk away with a blank expression on his face. He had no words for what just happened. He was expecting her to be a wild ball of anger and fire. She was in the beginning but then it eventually gave way to something else entirely. Something he wasn't expecting.

Defeat.

She looked defeated. Could it really be true that he was the cause of it all? Just remembering her pained and tired expression made the pinch in his heart feel even worse. Whatever that feeling was, he didn't like it. He wanted it to go away. But how was the question.

Well, there was one way….

The Prince growled in irritation at the idea in his head. He hated it, he really did but it seemed like the best way to get rid of that unwanted emotion. The sooner he gets it done, the sooner he can focus on his goal to achieve Super Saiyan again.

'You better appreciate this pain-in-the-ass mate of mine!'

Women! They were all trouble, no matter the race!

Vegeta turned towards his destination and flew off. He had a mission to complete.

Bulma had just made it back to her room after her visit to the infirmary. She had some X-rays of her arm taken and she was a bit unnerved at the picture that showed up on the screen. It was a miracle the bone was still inside her arm and not sticking out of her flesh. That's how bad the break was. Luckily there was no one there except the medic bots so nobody questioned how she got her arm so badly broken. Somehow, she didn't think 'I fell down the stairs' sounded like a good enough excuse.

After getting her arm in a cast (decorated with plump strawberry stickers to help lift up her mood) she decided to head back to her room so she could rest a bit. She'd had a really long emotional day, not to mention the painkillers were wickedly strong, so she believed she earned that nap. Bulma pulled back the covers and was about to climb in when her door suddenly opened up and in walked the one person she really didn't want to see at that moment. She sighed in resignation.

"Vegeta, I thought I told you I didn't want to see you right now. I just came from the infirmary and I'm higher than a beach bunny on cocaine at a party so if you could just…" Her voice trailed off as he came nearer.

Just what was he up to?

He came to a halt before her and gently took her uninjured hand in his. He maneuvered her palm to face upwards before dropping something in it. She glanced down and let out a little gasp at the sight. A senzu bean. How in the world…

Bulma looked into his eyes, a feeling of pleasant surprise flooding her being. He gazed back at her intently, an unknown emotion swirling around in his eyes. Then he merely turned and left, closing the door on his way out. He hadn't said a word the whole time he was here.

He didn't need to.

When it came to Vegeta, actions spoke louder than words. He got her a senzu bean which meant that he had to have spoken to one of the Z warriors about where to find some. Most likely Goku cause he was a bit closer to her than the others. The fact that he was able to bite down on his hatred for her best friend long enough to get her a bean to heal her meant a lot more than anyone would ever understand.

Bulma slid the bean in her mouth and chewed, the slightly bitter taste caused to make a small face before she felt the magic do its work. She could feel her arm mending itself together again. It was a warm and pleasant feeling. A moment later she felt more invigorated than she'd ever been. This was great! She'd need to learn to grow some herself.

She still wanted that nap though.

The heiress slid into her covers before pulling them up to her chin. She let out a content sigh and burrowed deeper into the blankets.

'Maybe there's hope for the bullheaded Prince after all.'

The moment her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep with a happy little smile on her face.

Author's Note: Damn. That was rough. At least in my head it was. The break up was pretty hard but it had to be done. I felt kinda sorry for Yamcha though. That had to hurt. I also figured it was time I knocked our favourite Saiyan off his pedestal and humbled him. I mean, he can't always have it his way lol. It's time he earned the key to Bulma's heart.

I hope you guys enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. I wanna give a huge shout out to RoyalBlueRoses for your wonderful review for the last chapter. Thank you so much! And thank you guys for reading my story. You guys always make my day! Don't forget to R and R. Until next time my dudes! RR18 .