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Chapter 2

Bulma awoke the next morning to the sound of the shower in her bathroom. Finding it very odd that there was so much sunlight shining through the window in her room she glanced over at her alarm clock. It was 10 am and her alarm was supposed to wake her up at 7.

"…What?" she asked herself still half asleep.

Bulma rolled over lazily and felt something tickle her nose. She jerked awake instantly and looked down at the pillow where her husbands head usually was. Instead of his fiery mane was a single red rose. She smiled at his sweet gesture, which were far and few between, but she appreciated it.

She got out of bed and slipped her robe on before walking into the bathroom to get ready for work. She took a leisurely look through the glass doors to their shower to look at her naked husband. She had to admit, physically Vegeta was perfection.

Vegeta turned off the water after he was finished and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist before walking up behind Bulma. He wrapped his arm around her waste and lightly kissed her neck.

"You're supposed to be asleep woman." He whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

"I'm supposed to be at work." Bulma said with a smile. "You turned off my alarm didn't you?"

"Guilty as charged." He replied as he continued to shower her neck with kisses.

"I'll discipline you later. I have to get ready for work." She said and grinned at his expression.

"You always ruin my fun woman." He growled playfully and walked out of the bathroom.

Bulma laughed to herself as she continued to get ready. All that was left was clothes and as she made her way out of the bathroom Vegeta was waiting silently beside the door.

He grabbed her violently and threw her over his shoulder. Bulma shrieked and laughed as Vegeta brought them to their bed, trying to squirm out of his strong muscular arms. "But you won't ruin it this time." He said huskily as he ripped off her robe and threw it to the floor.

Bulma walked into the large room of women with a permanent smile on her face. Her professional black pencil skirt and red blouse stood out almost as much as her blue hair in the crowd of women that said hello while walking by.

"You're late Bulma." Torrance said with mischievous smile. The short black haired woman handed Bulma some files and they walked together towards their boss' office. "He's not in a very good mood as it is."

"Well being his best hitter and all, I'm not worried about being a little late." Bulma said just before she walked inside of his office.

Torrance smirked and shook her head before returning to her personal desk.

"Hello Father." Bulma said.

The man was sitting in a large leather chair behind a dark oak desk. His chair was turned so she couldn't see his face.

"You're late." He stated.

Bulma sighed inwardly but kept a smile on her face.

"It's nothing to worry about sir." She said.

"Your next assignment is on your desk. It is vital that we deal with it sooner rather then later. We really only have one shot at it and I want you to take care of it." He explained.

"Yes sir. I'll get my girls briefed and we'll have it done by yesterday." Bulma replied and opened the door to leave.

"Oh and Briefs, don't be late."

Bulma nodded and then walked out, and then rolled her eyes instantly once the door was shut. She walked briskly to her desk to be met by Juu.

"No need to gloat about getting some this morning B." she said with a smirk.

"Excuse me?" Bulma asked and couldn't contain her smile.

"Please, it doesn't take a genius to know when Bulma Briefs just got laid."

"And with a husband like that I'd be worried if she wasn't getting it every morning." Torrance added as she walked up to her desk as well.

"Ok ok let's get to work shall we?" Bulma asked with a smile and opened her file on her personal computer.

She opened the assignment and laid out the profile on the screen so the three of them could see. It was picture of a cute red head with long curly hair, complete with green eyes and trade mark dimples. Her name was Sarah Tulliano and she was a vital member in an Italian mafia

"Apparently she was sent to America to purposely be captured by the military. It's all apart of whatever their plan is and we need to get rid of her before their plan is in full swing. She's only been in America for a day but they're transporting her to Nevada through the desert tomorrow afternoon." Juu explained.

"Well then that's when we need to hit." Bulma said. "Let's just make it a quickie. Mines and a sniper?"

"I'm on it." Torrance said as she went to her own desk to get thing ready for tomorrow.

"Count me out. I don't do well in heat." Juu said.

"You can't even get a tan let alone a short circuit. Why don't you want to go?" Bulma asked questioningly.

Juu avoided her eyes and Bulma grinned, "You've got a date don't you!" Bulma just had that feeling that she did. Juu turned around and headed towards her desk. Bulma followed like a little school girl.

"What's his name? What does he look like!?" she began to ask.

"I will only give you his first name if you just drop it ok?" Juu compromised.

Bulma nodded giddily.

Juu looked at her skeptically and couldn't hide the small curl of her lip into a smirk. "His name is Krillin."

"Ooooo! Android number 18 has a date with Krillin what's-his-name!" Bulma cried and Juu slapped her forehead while shaking it, "What does he do?"

"No more questions! Now do your work already." She snapped and Bulma skipped back to her own desk.

Vegeta walked into the firm's main office, cleverly disguised as an architecture company, and into the main lobby. The sluttish French secretary Nicole smiled and took Vegeta's coat from him as he walked in. Afterwards she handed him a mug of coffee and 2 rolls of large blue print paper.

"Zee boss has another assignment for you monsieur Oji. Veree important." She said as he walked off into his office.

He set his coffee down on his desk and threw the papers in the corner of the room with the other fake blueprints. He turned around to shut his door when a short bald man stood in the way.

"Hey Vegeta. We've got a new assignment today." Krillin said happily.

"Really?" Vegeta asked sarcastically, "I hadn't noticed."

"Yeah, apparently it's some hot red head. Really cute." He added, "You need my help on this one?"

Vegeta stared at him coldly in silence. Krillin sigh uncomfortably.

"I gotcha Vegeta. Working solo since Goku left. That's cool, I've got plenty of other assignments to work on." He said and laughed awkwardly, "Oh speaking of Goku, he just called and wanted you call him back with a progress report."

"You tell that future obese moron that if he calls here again I'm going to personally starve him to death, and tell him to get a new job already since he doesn't work here anymore!" Vegeta snapped before slamming his office door shut.

"Got it Vegeta! Don't worry, I'll set things straight." Krillin mumbled as he walked back to his own office.

Vegeta sighed and sat down at his desk and drank some of his coffee while opening up the file on his desk.

"Sarah Tulliano…"

Vegeta walked in the door later that night expecting to smell dinner but was highly disappointed when he didn't smell anything, not even his wife. He walked into the kitchen to find a note on the fridge written in his wife's handwriting.

Vegeta,

I know you hate it when I call you during work so I left this note instead. I got called into a business trip last minute. I've got to be in Atlanta tonight and most of the day tomorrow. I promise I'll be back tomorrow night with dinner ok? Call my cell if you need to. With love,

Bulma

Vegeta 'hmph'ed at the note and threw it in the garbage before the phone rang. "Yeah?" he asked roughly and rolled his eyes. "Kakarott, you have no life."

"Krillin told me about the assignment today, and I was thinking that-"

"First of all Krillin needs to stop telling you things about your former job and secondly before you even ask, no you are not helping. I don't need your help for the last bloody time."

"I would still be working there if I could but Chichi won't let me, you know that." Goku replied.

"Well for the amount of times that you tell me I should sincerely hope so." Vegeta replied.

"Well since you're going to be in Nevada tomorrow, I thought I could distract Bulma while you're gone! She's pretty bright you know."

"Kakarott, it takes me 20 minutes to fly there, 2 minutes to kill the broad, then 20 minutes to fly back. That's the equivalent to a coffee break." Vegeta said slowly to his dense companion, "Bulma's in Atlanta anyways for work and I wouldn't want you distracting her even if I needed your help."

"Oh ok, well I just wanted to know if I could help. It gets really boring some times, not working and all. I mean if I can't help the world by getting rid of bad people then what else can I do? I find myself eating during my spare time and then Chichi gets mad and then-"

"Kakarott, I can't even imagine what it is like to live in your house, or your mind or your body, and I certainly don't need to know about it either." Vegeta said as he proceeded to the garage.