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Run From It

Bulma

By: Lady Shaiye

I stared out after him--him with those intense dark onyx eyes with watchful ocean blue eyes. He walked around the school campus lazily--not seeming to take notice of anyone at Angel High-- not even the prettiest of girls who drooled over him weekly and tried to get his number. And of course that led to rumors spreading (that he was a homosexual) but they were quickly dispelled or not spoken out loudly fore more than one had paid the price.

He was the dark and quiet one. Though with one glare, people would cower away. He dressed in all black and even though he acted as though everyone was non-existent, somehow, I don't believe he's Gothic (thank Kami). He seemed so deep and complex--his attitude so peculiar--he didn't say much but when he did it made up for his quietness.

He was Vegeta Ouji; he'd been in nearly all my classes since he moved to Western City in the 8th grade (we're both in the 10th grade). I'd been fascinated with him since then-in ways that have been changing over the years. I don't know much about what he loves--but I do know what he seemed to love the most--to fight and why? Maybe it's because it eases the painful memories of his past and it's his way of coping with losses.

I know he feels… I know that he was stripped away from his family at an early age and that his parents died fighting a war on his deceased planet--Vegeta-- against a cold tyrant, Frieza, and in effort to save him, fore they knew his fate, they sent him to planet Earth. I don't know the depth of his past or why he so much refuses to associate with us Earthlings except for the reason that he says we're "weak and pathetic." It's more to it than that, I think…

I know that he doesn't like my boyfriend--Yamcha--who feels the same way to him. I don't know the full reason why they openly detest each other--other than the fact that one of Vegeta's very limited area of associates, Nappa, almost killed Yamcha's best friend--Tien in an Aireiski match.

Nappa and Radditz are the only two people who Vegeta will associate with, and that's only because they're both Saiyan. I personally think they're idiots; Vegeta is highly intelligent and is the only one in his area of associates who goes to school regularly…

Anyways, let me introduce myself, I'm Bulma Briefs a rich (billionaire), sixteen-year-old female scientific genius (only a scientific and math genius) with rich, shoulder length blue (dyed) hair, amazing beautiful blue eyes, average height (about 5'5), and medium weight (154 lb.).

I date Yamcha Yurameshi, an incredibly sweet, idiotic raven haired, onyx eyed, ex desert bandit (long story how we got together); I love him in a way that I can't particularly describe as true love. I want to rush love, I can't wait; I'm too impatient maybe that's why Yamcha and I've been together for five years. He's just here because I don't want to be alone; I'm scared of being alone. I mean don't get me wrong--I really care about him but it's hard to love someone truly when you're so incredibly damn jealous of them… Like I really hate it when Yamcha gets tons of attention from the opposite sex and I don't get nearly as much.

To pay him back, I flaunt in his face how he can't possibly ever be as rich as me or as intelligent as me, and I blow up at him because he's not paying attention to me every five minutes or so or how he's neglecting me and talking to other girls. I'm an attention hog and it pisses me off when he gets more than me. Welcome to the world of me.