A/N:Hey guys sorry it took me so long. University is a lot of work and I had a bunch of semester tests over the last few weeks and couldn't write. I'm very sorry about that. In this chapter there will be a few new characters, but one in specific is a tribute to my best friend; Veronique. She has supported me greatly and helped when I needed it with this story and this is my way of thanking her.
I hope you guys enjoy the new chapter and I will try and update much faster. Thanks for my reviews and please keep the comments coming, it motivates me to write more.
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Chapter 7:
It was 6 in the morning and Bulma jumped out of her queen-sized bed and ran to her bathroom, straight to her shower. She pulled off her short pj's and jumped in. She washed her hair, leaving the strawberry scented shampoo in a bit longer so that it soaked deep into her hair; she could tell that Vegeta liked the scent. When she was done she got out and raised her Ki to dry herself. She headed to her bedroom, buck naked and got the fright of her life when she saw her mom sitting on her bed. She glanced at the clock on her wall and saw that it was already 06:25 and she only had 45 minutes to finish getting dressed.
"MOM! What are you going?" Bulma grabbed her silk robe that was hanging on a hook next to the bathroom door.
"Morning dear, and I wanted to come help you pick out a pretty outfit to make that Vegeta boy's jaw drop." Her mother smiled and stood, heading for Bulma's closet.
"Mom, I can choose my own outfits, I'm not a 2 years old anymore and anyway I already know what I'm gonna wear." Bulma walked in behind her mother and headed for the outfit she had planned while in the shower. She took out a pleated denim skirt that ended in the middle of her thigh, an aqua belly shirt with a golden dragon design on the front, black corked-wedged heels and her club jacket. She grabbed a black and blue set of lacy underwear and dressed quickly, deciding to leave her jacket for later.
"Wow honey, you didn't need my help then. That boy is going to beg you to be his girl when he sees you in that." Bunny smiled at her daughter and walked out of her closet to the door.
"Mom, I'm not doing this for him." Bulma defended and rolled her eyes.
"Okay honey. What would you like for breakfast?" Bunny asked stopping in the hall outside Bulma's door, her hand on the doorknob.
"Some strawberry pancakes please mom." Bulma said sitting down at her vanity starting to do her hair and makeup.
"Okay dear." Her mom closed the door.
Bulma combed out her long hair thinking what to do with it. While she had dressed, it had dried almost completely, which was good, because she did not like using a hairdryer too much. She just styled her bangs, combed the rest out of her face and tied it behind her head with a blue clip, also decorated with gold. Once again she put on light makeup, only dark blue eyeliner, with glitter in, mascara and some nude lip-gloss.
Bulma stood and walked to her full length mirror. She looked at herself and smiled. Damn I look hot. Vegeta won't know what hit him. Bulma's smile faltered. I'm not getting dressed up for him. I barely know him, even if he is the hottest guy I have ever seen. Bulma just shook her head thinking about their conversation at the table last night. When she got home she went straight to bed and could not think about it at all. Bulma suddenly froze. "All the families were lost, except for the crown prince of the planet."That's what Nappa said. Well if there are only 3 Sayians left, then the prince has to be either: Goku, Nappa or . . . Vegeta! Of course! He has an unneeded bodyguard and amazing manners for a teenager. Why doesn't he want anyone to know? Well he'll tell me himself when he trusts me so I'll just act as if I know nothing about who he is.
Bulma thought about all of this as she headed down the stairs to the kitchen. She sat down at the breakfast nook in the corner by the door, put her book bag and jacket on the chair next to her and was still deep in thought. She almost jumped out of her skin when her father's kitten landed on her lap.
"You scared me Scratch." Bulma said, lovingly petting the small black creature.
"You were in another world there dear, what's on your mind?" Dr Briefs smiled at her and picked up his morning paper. Bunny put their pancakes before them and went to get the orange juice out of the fridge.
"Nothing much Dad, just school." Well that's not a total lie. Bulma smiled back at her father and put the kitten down. She stood quickly and washed her hands at the sink. Then sat back down at the table, digging in to her pancakes.
When she was done she stood and put her jacket on. She kissed both her parents on their cheeks, grabbed her bag and was out the door with a "see ya later" and an "I love you" said over her shoulder. When she was outside she quickly uncapsuled her Merc and headed off to school.
Vegeta was leaning against the hood of his car surrounded by his new found 'friends'. They were all talking about their classes, but Vegeta was waiting for Bulma. He needed to ask her a few questions. His head shot up when he saw her driving in through the gates. She parked next to him, her Gucci sunglasses covering her beautiful eye. . . Not this beautiful shit again. Stop saying she's beautiful! She will only distract you. His mind fought his heart again. But she's breath-taking. His heart reasoned. Before he could think any further she got out of the car and he knew that he could fight it no-longer. Okay, she is gorgeous.
Her legs went on for miles and you could see that she worked out, but they were not bulky with muscle, just nicely defined. Her upper body was in perfect proportion with a flat stomach, a slightly visible six-pack, a tiny waist and a D-cup bust. Bulma walked over to the group and stood between Goku and Krillen.
"Morning guys. Is Mr P here yet?" Bulma asked the gang taking off her glasses.
"Right here Blue." Piccolo grinned at his friend. He had known her many years now and she was the only one that could get away with calling him nicknames, she was like the sibling he never had. ((A/N: Okay guys, I know I'm changing Piccolo a lot, but there is a reason behind it. Just watch what Veggie does. . . Hehe :D)) Bulma walked over to her green friend and stood next to him. Piccolo put his elbow on her shoulder, because he is much taller than her even in her heels, and laughed when he saw her eyes starting to blaze with irritation and anger.
"Thanks Short-Shit." Piccolo said trying to piss her off more. Bulma smiled sweetly at him, waiting for him to put more of his weight on her shoulder. When she felt him lean in more, trying to get a reaction, she suddenly bent her knees and moved out of his way. Lucky for him he was fast enough to catch his balance before falling flat on his face.
"I may be shorter then you Pic, but that those not mean you can use it." Bulma just grinned at the green guy and went to stand next to him again. Piccolo grinned at her and put his hands in his jean pockets. He also wore a white t-shirt, black combat boots and the club jacket. Looking around the group Bulma saw that the whole gang had their jackets on. She smiled.
"We are gonna look so cool walking into the school with our jackets!" she exclaimed.
Vegeta was not paying attention to anything she was saying, he was too pissed with the way this Piccolo-guy was hanging on her. Deep down Vegeta knew he was jealous, but he was way too proud to admit it.
"Yeah, we are gonna rule the school again this year." Chi Chi giggled and snuggled closer to Goku. His one arm was around her waist and in the other hand he held one the muffins she had baked him this morning. Goku loved muffins, especially Chi Chi's blueberry muffins.
"We have been ruling this school since we got here Chi; I don't think anyone can take that away from us." Juu said leaning back in Krillen's arms. Bulma just smiled and went to lean against Vegeta's car with him.
"Hey Veggie, how did you sleep?" Bulma asked him while the rest of the group started talking about all the stuff they got away with over the years.
"First, stop calling me that Woman. Second, get off my car. And third, it's none of your fucking business." Vegeta said pushing her off his hood, then crossing his arms and ankles.
"That was mean Veggie. And I will stop calling you that when you stop calling me Woman." Bulma stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, planting her feet on either side of his legs.
"I was born mean Woman, get over it." Vegeta smirked at her.
"Well, I just have to beat that out of you in MA then, huh Veggie." Bulma leaned towards him, not touching him, but still quite close. Vegeta's grin became very evil, then moved his legs and Bulma almost fell, but Vegeta grabbed her and whispered close to her ear;
"You will have to think of something else to try and beat me into submission, because you will never beat me at MA. If you want suggestions, you are free to ask me." Vegeta blew on her neck again and watched the goose bumps forming on her skin while she shivered faintly. She turned her face to him and smiled slyly. She leaned a bit closer, put her arms around his neck and whispered back;
"Maybe in your wildest dreams Baby. You'll have to buy me dinner first, before you get anywhere." With that said she pushed herself back up, scratching his neck with her long nails. When she was upright she winked at him, turned and walked towards the school, Chi Chi and Juu right behind her, both wanting to know what just happened.
Vegeta stood with a smirk on his face. Man she has a shape wit. No one could ever stand up to me like she does.
"Wow, what just happened man?" Krillen stared at Vegeta. He had never seen Bulma flirt so blatantly with anyone. She would flirt with some of the guys at the school, but always kept them at a distance. With Vegeta she was a lot bolder.
"None of your business, Cue Ball." Vegeta said walking off in the same direction, the rest of the guys following suit. Piccolo grinned. Finally someone that can fight that blue vixen better than me. This year is gonna be very entertaining with these two. Piccolo already liked Vegeta, because he was not scared of Bulma and he stood up for himself. Too many people gave in when she demanded something, even Piccolo sometimes.
The guys walked slowly behind the girls, when they suddenly stopped. Goku and Krillen growled. Vegeta looked at them sceptically. When he looked at the girls again he saw what had them pissed. Yamcha, again. His eyes both had black and blue bruises and his nose was clearly broken. On top of that he also had an ugly cut on his cheek. Vegeta cocked his head to one side and then it hit him. Kakarot had told him Bulma beat up a guy pretty bad afterschool the day before. That guy was Yamcha. Vegeta first got pissed off that the idiot was near Bulma again, but then he laughed when he realised that Bulma had beaten him pretty good the day before. She could protect herself.
Bulma crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the beaten boy before her.
"What do you want Yamcha?" She asked, at this moment she did not like him very much.
"I wanted to apologize for my idiotic behavior yesterday. I see now that I made the completely wrong impression with you. I am sorry about what I said and I deserved to get my ass handed to me. Please can we start over and try to be friends?" Yamcha pleaded his case, hoping she would find it in her heart to give him another chance.
Bulma narrowed her eyes and honestly did not know what to do. He looked sincere and really sorry about his behaviour.
"Okay Yamcha, we can start over and try to be friends, but don't think this will get you into my bed." She said walking past him, with Juu and Chi Chi still in tow. They were kind of impressed that he would come apologize and ask for forgiveness.
When Vegeta walked by he hit Yamcha with his shoulder, sending him to the floor. With an evil chuckle Vegeta just kept walking, while the others glared at Yamcha. They walked into their homeroom building and headed for their class. When they entered the whole class fell silent.
They girls walked to the back seeing three guys in their places. With crossed arms the girls looked down at them.
"Sorry, but no small boys allowed in these seats. Go back to the front of the class." Bulma said in a calm, but stern voice. The guys just leaned back in the chairs and smiled at the beautiful girls before them.
Chi Chi was wearing a black pencil skirt with a pink tucked in shirt and the jacket over that. Her hair hung loosely down her back and her brown eyes were highlighted with light grey and black makeup. Juu was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants and a dark red t-shirt that showed her flat stomach. Her hair was also loose and hung around her shoulders with light makeup. But to them Bulma was still the most beautiful of all. Her sapphire colored eyes were intelligent and you could drown in them. In the right light her aqua-blue hair looked like it had light violet highlights in and every guy in the school wanted to touch it.
The guys were still staring when they were suddenly grabbed by their collars and lifted from their seats.
"Were you morons born stupid and deaf or did you develop it later on, because I could swear I heard the Woman tell you to get the fuck out of our seats." Vegeta was holding a red haired guy up and screaming in his face. On either side of him Goku and Krillen also had hold on a boy. Krillen floated in the air, because he was a lot shorter, but still stronger, than the guy he was taking on.
Vegeta threw the idiot to the floor and sat down in his chair from yesterday, Goku and Krillen following his gesture and also sat down. The girls took their places as well and Piccolo sat down next to Bulma, something Vegeta growled at softly. The 3 guys scrambled to their feet and ran to the front of the class.
Vegeta was already becoming the leader of the club, along with Bulma, without even officially being part of it. To have him as their leader just felt right and Bulma looked at Piccolo. He just nodded and she knew he agreed that Vegeta had to join the club. Bulma quickly pulled out her phone and texted her mom, without Vegeta seeing.
*Mom, please take the jacket Goku brought last night over to Georgio's and ask him to make me another one using that jackets measurements. Tell him to add a few small spikes to the shoulders and buckles at the sleeves. He'll know what I want. Thanx mom, Love ya*
Bulma dropped her phone into her jacket pocket again as the Chi Chi and Juu started talking about the dance in 4 weeks. The guys were talking about Martial Arts and fighting.
"So, did he ask you yet Juu?" Chi Chi said, shooting a quick glance at Krillen.
"Not yet, but I can tell something's up. He took me to the mall yesterday after school and kept going to all the dress shops, trying to get me to try a few on." Juu said rolling her eyes when she thought of how ridicules her boyfriend could be.
"Oh then he will probably ask you Friday." Bulma said leaning back in her chair, she then turned to Piccolo.
"Hey Pic, you coming along on Friday?" she asked, she knew she had told Vegeta he wouldn't go, but she never really asked.
"I'll have to see about it Blue. The old man wants to train on Friday, but maybe I can join you guys on Saturday." Piccolo shrugged and stretched his legs out in front of him, crossing his ankles.
"That's awesome Pic. Vegeta is maybe going with on Friday, so if you can't its fine. How is your dad?" Bulma smiled at him and her voice was laced with affection. Kami had been her first Martial Arts teacher along with master Gohan, and she loved both old men very much.
"He's fine, just getting old and crazy." Piccolo shrugged again.
"Hahaha oh dear. Well tell him I say 'Hi' please." Bulma said, still smiling. She saw that he did not want to talk anymore so she just leaned back in her chair thinking about the jacket she had to start painting this afternoon, if she wanted it done by Friday. Her mind then wondered to the strange devices she had found in an old box in the back of her and her dad's private lab. They look like communicators of sorts with an ear piece and a display screen that covered one eye. Some of the displays were green and some red. She wanted to take them apart and see how they worked, because she had never see that technology before. Maybe I can improve them. Make them smaller and the display retractable. . . her mind was running away with ideas and she could not wait to start tinkering with them.
"Hey B! Wake up!" Chi and Juu screamed. The class was empty and Bulma realized that she had missed the bell. She jumped up and grabbed her stuff.
"Sorry guys. I was think about one of my inventions." Bulma looked around and saw that the guys were already gone. She hurried out the door with her friends, not wanting to be late. They headed straight for the lockers and changed.
The rest of the morning passed quickly and before Bulma could blink it was time for lunch. She spoke to Vegeta in their classes and they slowly got to know each other. His outlook on life was fascinating and his main goal was to train his hardest to become 'The Legendary' as he called it. Bulma did not know what that meant, but she asked him he said it was a Sayian thing. When she thought about it she figured it had something to do with that King Broly, because Nappa had called him the legendary.
At the lunch table Goku once again sat with a feast fit for a king before him with Chi Chi just staring in disbelief as he started devouring it again. Vegeta also got as many trays as Goku and started eating them with speed and manners. Piccolo only had a bottle of water. Krillen had one tray and Juu only ate a salad and an apple along with Chi Chi. Bulma had grabbed a cheeseburger again along with some nachos, a slice of pizza and a piece of chocolate cake.
"How can you eat so much and still be so thin B? You don't have an ounce of fat on you, but you always eat like it's your last meal." Chi Chi said, a slight tinge of jealousy evident in her voice.
"I don't know Chi. I just have a fast metabolism and I work out a great deal more than you guys. And I'm really hungry right now, I'm always starved after a workout." Bulma said finishing her burger and pizza.
While the girls kept talking about food Vegeta paid close attention to Bulma. He focused on her Ki again and tried to figure out what was different about it. He compared it to everyone that was at their table. Juu had no Ki reading, because she was android. Bulma's Ki was also a lot greater than Chi Chi, Krillen or Piccolo's. Her power was closer to his and Kakarot's.
Vegeta focused only on hers. He noticed that it had a similar signal that Sayians emitted, but there was something different about it. Where Sayians had either a blue, red or green aura, hers seemed to be a dark purple, something Vegeta had never seen before, not even in other races. It was like she was the only one of her kind in the entire universe.
He could swear he sensed some Sayian in her, but he could not be sure. He really needed to talk to her old man and figure this mystery out.
He looked at her again and saw that she was deep in thought, her striking eyes showing that she was no longer in their plain of existence. Vegeta let his eyes roam her stunning features as if imprinting them in his brain. Without warning she looked at him and their eyes locked. Vegeta saw something in her eyes, but could not figure out what it meant.
"Would you stop staring Woman." Vegeta said trying to distract her.
"You were staring first Lunk-head, I was just showing you how it felt." Bulma said, glad that her voice was steadier than she felt. While she had been sitting there she had realized again that Vegeta was royalty and that he did not get the treatment he deserved as the prince of his entire race. She so badly wanted to call him Prince Vegeta and acknowledge who he was, but she feared he would be angry.
Vegeta grunted in response and turned back to his food, finishing off his last tray. Bulma looked around the cafeteria and saw Yamcha eating almost by himself. There were two girls sitting with him. One had long curly blond hair and one brown short hair. They were two of the nicest girls in school; Veronique and Katelyn. Where are all his fan girls? Bulma wondered getting up to go ask him. Vegeta followed her with his gaze and the sudden anger that pulsed through his veins shocked him. Am I really feeling jealous because of that moron? Impossible, she means nothing to me. Vegeta turned his head away.
Bulma stood next to Yamcha and looked down at his sad face.
"Hey why are you sitting alone?" Bulma asked when he looked up at her. Yamcha could not believe his eyes. Wow. She really is gorgeous. And she looks like she feels bad for me. Milk this Yamcha; use it to get her closer to you and away from that shortass-moron. Yamcha tried looking sadder and looked down at the table before saying;
"When they saw my face they left. Same thing happened in my previous schools. The moment I showed more interest in getting to know them or something happened to my face, they would run as fast as their high heels could carry them." That is a flat-out lie, but who cares? Yamcha smirked inwardly when she sat down.
"I'm sorry to hear that. Why don't you guys sit with us? My group won't have a problem." She smiled at the two pretty girls. They were mostly on their own, because they were quite smart and good fighters, but were not the aggressive types. Veronique had blue eyes and attractive features with an open smile; always ready to help. She was top of her class in all the classes she didn't have with Bulma and was always friendly and helpful. Katelyn was very quiet and rarely spoke. She was almost as smart as Veronique and always gave her best.
Bulma stood and motioned for them to follow. She walked over to her group and her friends smiled; she had done the exact same with them. She was the glue that held them together and the main reason they were even together. The only one that looked displease was Vegeta.
"Do you guys mind if they join us?" Bulma asked her friends, knowing they would not object.
"Sure B." Goku answer for them all, Vegeta just leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.
"Well this is Veronique and Katelyn, and you all know Yamcha. And guys these are my friends; Goku and Chi Chi, Krillen and Juu, Piccolo and lastly Vegeta." As Bulma introduced them each group member waved, except Piccolo who just nodded and Vegeta who just raised an eyebrow.
"Hi. Nice to meet you all." Veronique said with a sweet smile and sat down next to Piccolo. Katelyn blushed and sat down next to her friend, which was incedently also next to Vegeta. Bulma sat down on Vegeta's other side and Yamcha sat next to her.
"I wanted to apologize to you all for my behaviour yesterday. I was a total jerk." Yamcha said looking around the table, trying to appear remorseful.
"It's okay man, if Bulma's fine, then all is cool." Goku said, Krillen and Piccolo just nodded. Vegeta sneered and crossed his arms over his chest, he still did not like the idiot, but if the Woman had forgiven him, he could do nothing.
"So tell us more about yourselves, Veronique and Katelyn." Chi Chi said.
"You can call me Vero and her Kate. Well I know you guys know I'm not much of a fighter. I actually applied to Dende Academy, but my parents can't send me that far. Same with Kate." Veronique's voice turned sad near the end. Bulma smiled sadly at the pair and leaned forward, a little too close to Vegeta for Yamcha's liking. Vegeta smiled when he smelled strawberries again.
"Well I hope everything works out for you guys. You deserve to follow you dreams." Chi Chi said putting her hand on Goku's leg. Goku looked up from his food and winked at her. Chi Chi smiled slyly at him and rub up and down his leg. When Juu saw this she elbowed Chi Chi in the ribs and whispered "Not here" with an angry voice.
Vegeta had seen and heard everything and just raised an eyebrow. He saw that Bulma was still leaning basically over him and smirked when an idea hit him. He leaned slightly forward and blew in her neck again. when she stiffened and goosebumps formed on her skin again Vegeta sat back with a chuckle.
Bulma glared at him evilly and smacked his chest. Vegeta just rolled his eyes, the smirk still evident on his lips. Bulma fought the urge to smile back at him and mockingly narrowed her eyes. Their eyes locked and Bulma couldn't move. If someone's eyes were the windows to their soul Vegeta's soul was dark, deep and beautiful. In his eyes she could she ruthlessness and the stubborn will to be the best, but there was also something much deeper. Like he wanted to set himself free but found it impossible.
Vegeta felt like he was drowning in the cerulean blue of the Woman's eyes. He felt like he was being purified by her angelic gaze… Not this shit again. Since when do I spout romantic crap in my head? I need to get away from her. But before Vegeta could react on his own mental command the bell rang and Bulma moved away from him. The sudden loss of her closeness caused a shiver to run up his spine and he wanted to pull her even closer to him. Vegeta just shook his head and stood up, trying to push the longing for her as far as possible away from him.
Yamcha wanted to scream. He had witnessed the intimate moment between them and it infuriated him. He balled his fists and stood up from the table, grumbling a quick goodbye and heading to his next class. The rest of the table followed suit, with Bulma and Vegeta lagging along after them.
The rest of the day passed by fast and so did the rest of the week. Bulma and Vegeta grew quiet close, while Vegeta barely spoke to anyone but her or Kakarot.
When Friday arrived Bulma was overly excited, because the day before Vegeta said he would be going along to Night Crawlers. Bulma smiled when she thought about how many times she has harassed him over the week to go along.
Bulma walked down the stairs still think of Vegeta when her stepmom's cheery voice invaded her thoughts.
"Dearie, I assume you are taking Blade to school today because you're wearing your leathers, but don't you think that nice boy will think that you are acting to tough?" Bunny smiled at her daughter. Bulma just shook her head and walked to the fruit bowl in the centre of the island, grabbing an apple and heading for the back door.
"I don't care what that idiot thinks mom and anyway I look hot." Bulma said over her shoulder. Bunny just shook her head smiling again and went back to the stove to finish her husband's breakfast.
Vegeta crossed his arms, his feet apart as he watched Kakarot and Baldy trying to figure out what they had to do with their math homework. I have no idea why I hang out with these morons; they're all stupid. Vegeta just shook his head and wondered where the Woman was. That's why. His inner voice commented on his previous deliberation, but before he could chide himself he was pulled out of his thoughts by the purr of a Kawasaki Ninja ZX-10R racing into the school yard. He knew this specific motorbike model quiet well because he had one himself. Vegeta turned towards the sound and his eyes were glued to the rider. Whoever he was, one thing was for sure; he knew how to handle the powerful beast between his legs. The guy was racing around the parking lot at death defying speeds, appearing to be racing with the Suzuki Hayabusa close on his heels, but was just too far for Vegeta to see who it was, even with his Sayian eyesight.
Just when the Ninja got closer, heading for the parking space next to Vegeta's Mustang, the Hayabusa sped passed it and came to stop in the spot. The rider took off his helmet and Vegeta saw that it was Piccolo.
"Seems like I beat you again." Piccolo got off his bike and smile in the direction of the Ninja's rider. The rider turned his bike around and sped in the direction he had come, then suddenly at the end of the parking lot he turned and raced towards them at top speed. About half way he pulled the Ninja into a wheelie, staying in that position for a few seconds then the front wheel hit the ground again. The rider turned his bike sideways and skid the rest of the way to them, hitting Piccolo's bike with his wheels, pushing it out of the way. The rider brought the bike to a standing position and by this time Vegeta knew exactly who it was. The rider removed his helmet and everyone gasped when long azure hair fell down the rider's back.
A/N: So? Pretty please tell me what you think. The more reviews I get, the faster I will update.