Yay you're on chapter 4! Yeah-eah! So next chapter will be out some time before easter…sorry that's such a long time but I don't have much time!

Disclaimer!: Why yell at me if you know I didn't create this show? All I do is write…so I own nothing.

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Bulma sat alone by the side of the pool with her legs dangling in the water and watched the ripples travel down the length of the Ouji's roman themed pool. It had already been a week and a half and she hadn't spoken to Vegeta since the second day, when Goku had come. Goku stayed for three days and then left but before Bulma even got to see Vegeta some nameless girl came right in. She could hear the girl's giggles at night so Bulma had been sleeping in the library and avoiding the couple at all costs. She shivered a little as the cool summer night wind blew through her hair. She was wearing shorts and a hoodie with her hair pulled into a messy ponytail since she figured the odds of her running into someone important out here in the middle of no where were pretty slim. Letting out a sigh she looked up at the stars and wondered what her friends were doing back home.

Pulling her knees close to her chest she listened to the sounds of Vegeta and his girlfriend on some balcony close by. This girl of the week was a skinny girl who was probably four foot nothing and had short brown hair. Bulma thought that she looked like a pixie and even thought she hadn't had much contact with the girl she could hear her shrill voice any where in the house. Lying down on the tile around the pool she continued to stare at the stars. The Ouji's had five pools believe it or not. One was Polynesian themed, one was your standard Olympic pool, one was a 'swimming hole' made of stone that looked like a pond, one was an indoor pool, and then one was a Roman themed pool that no one ever seemed to go to. Bulma could hear that girl giggle from what seemed like a mile away and secretly screamed inside.

'Stupid Vegeta…' She cursed silently inside her head. A cool breeze swept through her hair and then a hand was placed on her shoulder. "Oh my God!" Bulma yelled as she turned to see whom the hand belonged too.

"Relax. Its just me." Vegeta said as he sat down next to her.

Bulma strained her eyes in the dark as she attempted to eye him suspiciously and bit her lower lip as he put his feet in the water. "Your pants will get wet." She said quietly.

Vegeta looked over at her and smirked. "Oh well."

"So where's that girl?"

"She's inside taking a shower or something." He answered while looking up at the stars.

"And you aren't with her?"

"What makes you think I want to be with her every second of the day?"

"Because that's how it's been since she's gotten here."

"She's just a ride."

"I see."

"So my parents are going to Italy for a week."

"Really? Its beautiful there."

"Yeah well the point is we're going to be home alone and I want to get some things cleared up before they leave." He said in a sly tone.

"Like?"

"Like I'll be having a party."

"So everyone and their brother will be there?"

"Not there, here."

"Here?"

"Yes."

"At this house?"

"Yes."

"With me here? I don't think so."

"Well that's what I'm here to talk about. You see I'll have the maids set up a room for you in the north tower where you'll be out of the way."

"Out of sight, out of mind?"

"Something like that. The point is that you don't want to be there and I really don't want you there so this is how it's going to work."

"Why not, just not have the party?" She asked while trying to send him an ice cold glare through the darkness.

"Yeah, sure, I'll just pass up this golden opportunity and sit at home alone with a girl who's more frigid than a glacier. Sorry princess not going to happen. So you either pack your little bags and climb up that tower Rapunzel or you can just stay on the second floor and take the chance of someone disrupting your reading time."

"Ugh."

"I'll inform the maids that you'll be moving into the tower for a while."

"Can I take my food up there too?"

"If it'll keep my friends from seeing you."

"Fine."

"I knew you'd understand." Vegeta said as he stood up. Bulma tilted her head to look at him. He shoved his hands in his pockets and kicked a leaf into the pool. "Just try to stay out of my way while the people are here."

"When will your parents be leaving?"

"They leave in two days. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing."

"I see."

"Yeah."

Bulma stood up next to him and looked out at the water. "Will they be here the whole time?"

"Well, Kakarot, Yamcha, Tien, Krillin, Piccolo and a few others will be staying the whole week but one night there will be a party where there will be around three hundred people."

"Three Hundred people?!" Bulma shrieked.

"Yeah it was hard to pick them, because a lot of people aren't coming."

"Of the three hundred?"

"No…of the five hundred who wanted to come."

"Do you know all of them…?"

"Yeah."

"Lord, I don't even know two hundred people."

"Yeah well, people love me."

"I'm not sure why though…"

"Now that was mean." Vegeta snorted as he turned to head back to the house.

"Will the girl be here during the week?"

"Who?"

"That girl that's here now."

"Nah, you'll be the only girl here besides the maids."

"Great…"

"But nothing will happen to you."

"Yeah sure."

"I promise. As long as you stay up in that tower," he motioned with his hand towards the tower, "you'll be ok."

"What ever." Bulma huffed as she followed him back to the house.

Vegeta opened the door and then paused for a moment. 'Hmmm…to hold the door for her or not hold the door.' He thought to him self.

"Vegeta! Move your bloody arse!" Came Bulma's whinny voice.

'that's a no…' Vegeta then pushed through the door and let Bulma get smacked in the face.

"You Git! You're supposed to hold the door open for me!"

"And why would I do that?"

"Because I'm a lady!" she screamed as she slammed the door.

"The hell you are!"

"What in god's name are you two doing down here?" Vegeta's mother boomed from the bottom of the stairs.

"Mother?" Vegeta questioned as Bulma's face lit up with the chance of getting Vegeta in trouble.

"Vegeta said I wasn't a lady!" Bulma stated as she crossed her arms across her chest.

"Well no wonder he said that! Look at you running around in shorts that are half way up your ass, an over sized sweat shirt, and screaming at the top of your lungs!" Mrs. Ouji stated.

Bulma's mouth fell open and her arms hung limp at her side as Vegeta busted out laughing. "Shut it git!"

"See Bulma, you'll never find a husband that way."

"Yeah Bulma you'll never find a husband." Vegeta mocked.

"And you'll never find a wife if you treat all women like that Vegeta!" Mrs. Ouji boomed. "I'll have to speak to your mother Bulma…" she said as she turned and headed into the kitchen.

"Great…" Bulma huffed as she sat down against one of the columns.

"Well look on the bright side." Vegeta said as he sat down next to her.

"And what would the bright side be…?"

"You look hot when you're mad." Vegeta said in a husky tone of voice.

Bulma raised and eyebrow at him as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and growled in a playful manner. "You have got to be the weirdest guy I know…" she hissed while pushing him off of her.

"Come on Bulma give me a chance!"

"How can I give you a chance if you're always bringing girls over here with bra sizes that have higher numbers than their IQ's."

"hey now!"

"Vegeta, the day I give you a chance is the day you can name like ten things about me that no one knows!"

"Bulma come on!"

"No seriously, if you can do that then I'll give you a chance."

"…Fine." He said as she finally got free from his grasp.

"Vegeta!" Came a shrill voice from the top of the stairs.

"Ugh…coming Janice!"

"If you hurry I'll let you brush my hair!" the girl continued to yell.

"What hair…" Bulma mumbled.

"I'd like to brush your hair." Vegeta said with a smirk while standing up.

"You're such a man whore." Bulma hissed.

"Vegeta!" She screeched again.

"So I'll see you later I guess." Vegeta said while standing up and looking down at her.

Bulma looked up at him and for a split second she felt sorry to see him go. "Sure."

Vegeta smirked and then climbed up the stairs, he turned to give her one last glance and winked. Bulma glared at him but waited until after he had left to smile to her self.

"Miss? Are you ok?" Came a voice from across the room

Bulma looked up and was slightly taken aback. "Um yeah." She answered the maid.

The maid gave her an awkward smile and came to stand next to the blue haired girl. "Its ok Miss, I watch him steal so many young girls hearts."

"Oh, no, I'm not in love with him." Bulma answered as her face became flushed.

"You sure? Because that look in your eyes—"

"I'm sure." Bulma said as she cut the woman off.

"Its nothing to be ashamed about." The older woman said with a sad smile on her face.

"I don't love him." Bulma said again as she stood up and headed towards the stairs.

"Whatever you say miss."

Bulma climbed up the stairs and then made her way back to her room. "Me and Vegeta…yeah right." She mumbled as she made it to her room. Giggles were coming from the room next door and Bulma sent the closed door an icy glare. Grumbling she went into her room and sat down at the desk. "I don't like Vegeta." She assured her self while pulling out her cell phone. She had begun to dial Chichi's number when there was a knock on the door. "Ugh! Who is it?" she called.

"Its me!" came Vegeta's gruff voice, "Now open this damn door!"

"Its open." She replied as she heard the door creak open.

"I need to barrow some of your blankets." He said while crossing the room to her linen closet.

"What? Why?"

"Well Janice wants to stay the night so—"

"That's all I needed."

"You sure? Because—"

"No really, I don't need to know what you're doing let alone who you're doing it with."

"Not that I need to prove my self to you but, she's staying in one of the guest rooms."

"What?"

"The air is really cold in there so she wanted more blankets—"

"You mean she's not sleeping with you?"

"No."

"What? Why not?" she asked extremely confused.

"Because I'm sleeping with you." He said with a wink.

"What? No you're not!" she screamed as he carried a few blankets towards the door.

Bulma glared at him and ran to block him off at the door. "No you are not!" she stated.

"Its just a joke love." He responded.

Bulma looked down at the ground and made a face. "Oh."

Vegeta smirked inwardly and then tilted up her head and kissed her cheek. "Unless you want me to."

Bulma smiled and looked him in the eyes. "Not on your life pretty boy."

"So you think I'm pretty?" he asked in a playful tone.

"Ugh! Out!" she laughed while pushing him out the door.

Vegeta leaned against Bulma's closed door and listened to her laugh for a moment and smirked to him self, she was going to be his before she knew it.

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Word…so if you read the top you'd know when the next chapter will be out, to be honest my main focus is Music Is The Air She Breathes so that chapter will be out before this next one. Sorry to pop your bubble! But hang in there! This is Emily! Over and out!