-1Can't Rain All The Time
Chapter 13
Busted!
By
Bulma
Bulma laid in her room, a pillow curled to her chest as the small family cat slept by her head as she gently scratched behind his ears. The cat purred at the sensations Bulma was giving him. "Scratch, what should I do about Yamcha?" She mumbled to him. The cat paid no mind to her and continued to purr in happiness. Outside her door, Bulma heard yelling of two people. She strained to listen, but only muffled voices from the different room. After a short while, the yelling ceased and all was quiet.
Sensing the battle was over, Bulma sat up and took the cat and placed it upon her shoulder. She opened the door and went to investigate the situation. As she walked down the hall, she heard muffled crying from within one of the rooms. Curiously, Bulma pressed her ear to the door. To Bulma's realization, it was the young girl; Sanshi. Bulma pulled back and softly knocked on the door. She heard sniffling and heard, "Go away." to her knock's reply. "Sanshi, can I come in?" Bulma asked.
There was as moment of silence and suddenly the door was thrown open as Sanshi stood there with puffy eyes and a quivering chin. Bulma felt such empathy for her. "Oh baby…" Bulma whispered as the young girl hugged Bulma; softly crying on her shoulder. Bulma didn't' understand why Sanshi was upset. All she could do was offer a shoulder to cry on and a bit of advice once the girl opened up her troubles to her. Bulma brought them into the room and to Sanshi's bed where she let the poor girl cry. Sanshi would mumble bits and pieces of her troubling thoughts, but they were not audible to understand.
Bulma rubbed the small in her back and whispered soothing words. The cat was off her shoulder and curled up on the bed, by Sanshi. Once the girl was clamed, Sanshi laid her head in Bulma's lap. Bulma brushed her stands of hair away from her face and ran her fingers through it, massaging her scalp. Sanshi let out a small hiccups as her body trembled at each one. After moments of silence, Sanshi finally decided to speak.
"It's not fair. I hate Dad. He doesn't trust me and he never lets me do anything! I hate him!" she sniffled. Bulma looked down at her and took her words in. "I'm not sure what he did; but I know you don't' really mean that. And it seems to me he's really worried for you and doesn't want you to get hurt." Bulma told her. "Yeah right! He never lets me do anything! He enjoys making me suffer!" Sanshi replied looking at her Grandmother. "If you don't mind me asking, why are you so mad at him?" Bulma asked.
"Earlier, your Mother took me to the Mall to get some things I needed, because all of our stuff is in the future. While we were there I met this guy and he asked me out tomorrow night. We came back and I was so happy. I was going to have my very first date and Dad ruined it! EH got mad and grounded me! I hate him!" Sanshi burst anew into tears. Bulma hugged the upset girl. Her heart really reached out to her. Bulma tried to calm her as she came up with a plan. "Hey, come on now. I know we can fix this. Come on, shhh, that's a girl. Now listen, you are going on that date tomorrow." Bulma told her. Sanshi sniffled and hiccupped a bit. "H-how?" "Well, I'm not doing anything tomorrow night. Find out where this guy is and I'll take you to him. Your parents will never know you were missing, because you will be with me. They'll never suspect a thing. You can meet up with him and I'll let you both be alone. Come get me when you are ready to leave and we'll come back here. How does that sound?" Bulma asked. Sanshi smiled through her tears at this realization.
"You really mean it? You would do that for me?" "Of course. Don't you worry about a thing, we will have a fun time. So have you called him yet?" "No…" "Well, call and find out what time and place he wants to do this!" Bulma laughed at the naive girl. "Yeah, but what about Dad?" "Like I said, don't worry about it. He wont' even know you were gone. Now, call." Bulma handed her, her cell phone. Sanshi took it and sighed. She pulled out his number and began to dial.
-Shimaru!-
The handsome man sat in the rented apartment with his two fingers pinching his chin in thought as he gazed at the laid out map of West City on his coffee table. "Where are you?" he asked himself. He was on a journey; a mission to find something very important and it brought him all the way to West City. His blue eyes scanned all over the map, trying to find a place he has not yet searched. He could sense the high power level, but he could never pinpoint it for long. It would always manage to hide itself, as if the person knew he was trying to get to him.
He picked up his red pen and circled an area that had caught his interest. "I'll search there tonight." he thought aloud. Suddenly, his cell began to ring. Shimaru pulled it out and answered. "Yo?" "Um…hi…you might not remember me, this is Sanshi, we met earlier today?" came the VERY nervous voice of Sanshi on the end of it. Shimaru's eyes brightened at the sound of her voice. "How could I forget such a goddess?! You called!" he exclaimed brightly. There was something about this girl that just appealed to him and sent him nuts.
He didn't want to be away from her. It might be true what people say, to him, it was love at first sight. "Uh yeah…um listen, I'm free tomorrow. You said you waned to do something tomorrow night…that is if the offer is still open??" Sanshi asked quietly. Shimaru was ecstatic. He was going on a date with this girl who had stolen his heart the minute he laid eyes on her. "But of course I will! Let's say…about 7 at the…" Shimaru looked at the map and at the circle he just drawn. The club, Crimson Butterfly was within the perimeter. ("Perfect!") he thought. He could search for who was looking for after his date. "The Crimson Butterfly. Does that sound good?" he asked.
"A club! I've never been to one! Is it fun?" Sanshi asked naïve. Shimaru laughed as he adored her innocence. "It can be. Do you want me to come pick you up?" "No, I'll meet you there. My friend is going to come with, she won't stay with us…um is that okay?" Sanshi asked. "Sure it is, if I get to see you, that is all that matters to me." "Well until tomorrow, then?" she asked. "Til' tomorrow. Bye love." Shimaru heard her hang up and he put the cell away; giddy at the thought of seeing that beautiful angel again.
-Friday Night!-
Bulma was all ready dressed and helping Sanshi for her first date. "There, now perfect!" Bulma admired her work at the girl's makeup. Sanshi looked so beautiful and everything matched in the proper place. "Do I look okay?" She asked Bulma nervously in her soft pink dress. "Okay?! You look beautiful! Don't worry, you will be fine." Bulma smiled. Bulma was dressed in holey jeans, with a butterfly patch on the butt of it. The ends were baggy and she wore her Nikes. For the top was a short spaghetti strap back top and it showed her belly a bit. To complete the ensemble, she put her hair up in a clip, with the side bangs framing her face and a few strands hanging loose. . She looked ready to be clubbing hardcore.
Sanshi was the opposite. She had this soft pink, knee length dress that was spaghetti strap and clung to her perfect curves. She had matching open toed heels and her hair down and curled at the ends a bit. She looked very intimate for her date. They checked themselves in the mirror. "We look damn good." Bulma smiled proudly at her work. "It's almost 7, we had better get going." Sanshi pointed out. "Right." They made it to Bulma's car without anyone passing them in the halls. Bulma knew every secret passageway by heart since she played there was a child. Soon they were home free and they booked it to the club.
-7:15pm!-
Shimaru was there early. He dressed in a loose black open button top with nice baggy pants. Every girl was pretty much drooling over him, but he paid no mind. He wanted one girl and one girl only. He got his own table for VIP and got someone to wait at the door and escort Sanshi to him. He waited patently; trying very hard to keep hi cool as he gazed at his wristwatch. He gazed out among the crowd now as he sensed a familiar presence. Then his eyes were transfixed on the beauty that was being lead to him.
Within the multicolored lights, she glowed with such an angelic hue. Her blue eyes, brightened as she looked at him with a soft smile upon her face. Shimaru got goose bumps looking at the girl he had been dreaming about all day. The person escorted and left Sanshi in Shimaru's care. He stood up and hugged her. "You look…beautiful." he told her. Sanshi blushed at the comment. "Thank you." she replied. It was a little bit of an awkward silence. They sat at the table looking out among the crowd.
"This is stupid, are you hungry or would you like to dance cutie?" he asked looking at her with a smile that just warmed Sanshi's heart. "I'm a little bit hungry, but I really want to dance with you." she replied. Shimaru pushed a button that was an intercom for the restaurant in the club. "Yes, I would like 20 pepperoni, sausage, and extra cheese pizzas delivered to our table please. Oh and I want the unlimited soda pitcher as well." Shimaru ordered. He stood up and took Sanshi's shocked hand. "That'll be a while and I'm really a big eater." he smugly told her. Sanshi let out a laugh. "Trust me, I'm a very big eater too. So you may have to order more pizza." she winked at him. Shimaru gave her a puzzled look. "Sure." he brushed it off and lead her onto the dance floor.
-2 Hours Later!-
-Bulma!-
Bulma party hard to the rave music. Bodies close together, she danced with everyone since she had made friends with the majority of people on the dance floor. She was having so much fun. Her hot, sweaty body had been dancing for 2 hours straight. She tried to stay near the spot where Sanshi said she would meet her when she was ready to come home. Bulma didn't mind. She was a party girl and was used to parting all night if need be.
Within the sea of bodies, Bulma needed to refresh herself. She made her way through the crowd to the bar. Since this was a teenage/non-drinking club; Bulma ordered herself some water and took a breather as she sat and sipped her bottled water. Bulma took a look at her surroundings. There were a variety of people at the bar. Some were like her, alone looking for a good time. Others were couples or even a group of giggling friends. Bulma had to turn away from the connecting couples. It brought her thoughts to what Yamcha would be doing to her right now.
She was still mad at him; but she missed him as well. ("Perhaps I should bite the bullet and apologize. I can't stand being alone like this.") she thought to herself. Bulma's thoughts were disrupted by the couple sitting next to her. The red haired woman giggled as she giddily apologized. Bulma was knocked to the ground and looked up to see the obnoxious obvious drunken woman with her date. Bulma's eyes narrowed as she looked to see the man holding the girl in his arms. "Yamcha?" Bulma asked dumbfounded as she got up, since Yamcha made no move to help her since he resembled a deer caught in the headlights.
"Hey, back off whore! You can't call my man! He's mine sweetie!" the drunken woman narrowed her eyes and pushed Bulma back. Yamcha refused to say something in Bulma's defense. "Get your hands off my boyfriend!" Bulma glared and not liking the fact that this chick was all over her man, pushed her twice, and now her man not stepping or saying a damn word about it.
"Ha! He broke up with that bitch; so he's mine now! Hey, you are her aren't you? Back off! He doesn't want sloppy seconds!" Bulma stood before the couple with clenched fists. "Yamcha, you bastard!" she screamed. "Bulma, we are broken up! I made that very clear to you! I need my space! You were trying to control me and you cheated with other men! I saw them!" Yamcha had the balls to accuse her; to make it seem he was with the red haired. The woman giggled and stared at Bulma as she nibbled Yamaha's earlobe.
"See, he doesn't want sloppy seconds. He put your ass on the back burner bitch and decided t have a taste of a real woman." "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Bulma screamed and pushed the girl off of Yamcha and both were knocked to the ground. Bulma was on top of her, fist raised and brought down upon the drunken woman's face. The red haired kicked Bulma off, lunged at her and grabbed Bulma by her hair as she wailed on her. Bulma kept kicking and fighting, rolling around on the ground screaming. Clawing at each other. Even though both put on a powerful fight, the drunken woman seemed to be over powering Bulma and afflicting more damage.
A group of people crowded around to watch this red haired woman kick the shit outta the heiress. Men cheering them on and women laughing at the petty fight. Yamcha was in the middle, enjoying the two fight most of all. And during the whole mess, a man with lavender hair appeared behind the crowd. He heard the crowd cheering for a fight and pushed his way through. He sensed his Mother in the mess of it and he sensed fear, anger, and her lowing ki signature. The sent of her blood mingled with another, made his blood boil. He made it through and his eyes rested among the trio. He glared at Yamcha, knowing full well he was the cause of it.
Both warriors eyes met and Yamcha shivered. He'd seen that look from Vegeta of all people. It was as if Vegeta was looking at him through this young man. He had no idea who he was, but he knew if this man could get hold of him, he got the feeling he would tear him limb from limb. Yamcha quickly reached down and took the woman off of Bulma. Hair and blood were everywhere. She struggled for him to release her, but Yamcha pulled her away and into the upset crowd. Bulma was bloody and bruised. Trunks helped her up and glared around. Seeing this, the crowd felt this fear of the man wash over them and they quickly left to different parts of the club.
"Are you all right?" he asked concerned as he tended to his Mother. "No, but…What are you doing here?!" she asked shocked as realization hit her fully. "I sensed you were in danger and I came to help since no one had your…back…" Trunks sensed the surroundings and a suspicious ki. "Bulma, you wouldn't happen to know why my Daughter is at the club would you?" he asked sending her a dark look. Bulma shivered.
He was really pissed and he looked exactly like Vegeta. "She's with me. She met a guy and I let them hang out. I gave her permission. If you want to be mad at someone, then be at me." Bulma said. "We will discuss this when we get back to Capsule Corp." Trunks told her in a tone that was not to be messed with.
-Sanshi/Shimaru!-
A slow rave song came on and the two were interlocked with the other's arms. They ate the grand total of 50 pizzas and 30 pitchers of soda. Both laughing that their appetites were the same and wondering the same question about the other. Was the other Saiyan? Needless to say, the restaurant was more than happy to receive so much money. Now with hunger no longer in the way, they danced on the dance floor with the other couples, enjoying each other's company.
Suddenly, there were less people and they heard shouting going on at the far opposite end of the club. "Let's dance. I'm not going to let a fight ruin this moment." Sanshi smiled at the handsome man. "If that is what this Goddess wants, then that is what she will get." "Well this Goddess is in big trouble with her Father." came a voice from beside them. Sanshi pulled back from Shimaru. "Dad?! What are yo-" "You were GROUNDED young lady! You are not allowed on dates!" Trunks told her. Sanshi noticed a bloodied Bulma beside him.
"I'm sorry Sanshi, we have to go. Say good-bye." Bulma sadly told her. Sanshi look helplessly at Shimaru. "I-I'm sorry…" "Don't be cutie and don't worry, we will see each other on another date." Shimaru smiled. "The hell she can! You are never allowed to see my Daughter again! You were never allowed to meet her in the first place!" "Trunks, isn't that being a little too harsh?" Bulma tried to reason and spare Sanshi's broken heart. "And because of you, this happened Bulma! She is not your Daughter to raise and give permission to!" Trunks snapped at his Mother.
Bulma narrowed her eyes angrily at him. "No wonder your Daughter came to me. She isn't a little girl anymore and perhaps you are the one who needs a major reality check! Come on Sanshi!" Bulma grabbed the girl's arm. "Shimaru, I've heard nothing but good things about you. Tomorrow, we will call and make up for tonight disturbance. I hope you both had a good time?" Bulma smiled and Shimaru returned the favor. Sanshi looked sadly at the floor.
Shimaru removed Bulma from her and tilted Sanshi's chin to look at her. "Good night Beautiful. I look forward to calling you real soon." He leaned in and softly kissed her lips right in front of her Father. Trunks separated them immediately. Trunks glared down at Shimaru as Bulma took Sanshi to leave. "Stay the hell away from my Daughter." he hissed at the younger man. "She will do what she wants and I'll stay away. When she tells me to. I am HER lover. Not yours." Shimaru did not appear intimidated in the least.
"This is your only warning. Stay away from my Daughter." Trunks was nose to nose with Shimaru. "Warn me all you want, but if your Daughter wants me, I'm there for her." Shimaru stood her ground. Trunks clenched his fist and tired to keep his anger under control. He pulled away; knowing if he stayed any longer he would send the young man on a one way trip to the next dimension. Trunks sensed where his Mother and Daughter ran off to. He caught them heading to a car in the parking lot. "Come on. I'll take you both home." Trunks caught up with them. "Trunks, I have my car. Besides, I think you and Sanshi need some space right now. Bulma held out her hand to keep their distance.
"Bulma, you are injured. You can't drive like that." Trunks tried to reason. "Sanshi can drive. Right now, you both need some space." Bulma blocked him once more. "Very well, but I'll follow you the whole way home. I don't trust my own Daughter." "Fuck you Dad! You ruined my date!" "Watch your mouth! After everything I've done, this is how you repay me! You better start straitening up girl. I'm not even kidding." Trunks roared at his Daughter. Father and Daughter glared at each other. Bulma rolled her eyes. "Enough!" Bulma put the upset Sanshi in the car and Bulma went and took off with Trunks behind them.