Greetings to you, dear reader, and my utmost appreciation and gratitude for you choosing to read one of my most successful works of art of all time, due to your efforts of course, dear reader. Now, please, won't you enjoy this installment of Darkness in Love with the Light, and meanwhile perceive it as a dedication and part of my demonstration of my devotion to you, dear reader.

Anyways, go read...and review.

And I...shall commit my services to you.

(that rhymed!)

Okay, leaving. Now.

'-thinking(I do too less of that)

"-speaking(I do too much of that)

Enter:Bulma Briefs /Location: CC

She sighed, entering the bathroom seeking complete relaxation in the bathtub. She turned the faucet on a very warm temperature, then started to hum aloud, her voice echoing off the pearl-colored walls. She got into the cabinet and grabbed various sorts of shampoos and conditioners and soaps, then cluttered all of them on the edges of the sparklingly clean tub.

She added some bubble bath to her bath, still humming as the ivory bubbles started to flow into the deliciously baby blue water of cleanliness. A grin grew on her features as she watched in longing at the growing mass of water. Then she took off all of her clothes, but that was when she had forgotten her CD Player. She rolled her eyes and huffed, but at least she remembered before she got in the tub.

So she just wrapped her towel around herself and tiptoed down the hall, praying to Kami that no one was around to see her. And the bad thing about was that the towel didn't exactly cover everything. She quickly grabbed it, and then whipped down the hall, thinking she would actually make it.

Too bad she didn't see the piece of her towel stuck in her now closed door.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

She looked up to see Yamcha giving her a weird look. 'It must be the towel,'she thought.

Then she proceeded to walk to him.

Then it got ugly.

For her, at least.

His eyes were bigger then saucers as they flickered up and down her body. Her face was redder tham a tomato, her eyes almost bigger then his. She dropped the CD Player and covered her areas and then ran so quick to the bathroom that she nearly tripped into the door.

After escaping the humiliating wrath of Yamcha's hazel eyes, she leaned back into the door, breathing heavily. She opened her eyes when she calmed down and then slowly walked to the bath and laid into it slowly, blowing out all the breath in her lungs as she did so. The immense warmth of the bathwater caused gooseflesh to sweep over her skin. Her eyes were closed as heat surrounded her, the bubbles gently tickling her arms as she ran them across the top of the bubble-infested bath.

That's when a soft tap on the door, which was menacingly unlocked, and Yamcha's soft and slightly sympathetic voice came through it" Hey, um. You forgot your...towel."

She cursed under her breath, trying hard to find something to say"O-okay. Uh, just place it on...the toilet. I'll-I'll shut the drapes."

"Um, okay."

She swiftly shut the drapes, and waited for a second. She really wished this wasn't as awkward as it was.

"...Are...are they closed?"

"Oh. Yeah."

"Okay, here I come."

"Okay."

She heard the door squeak open and saw the towel being placed on the toilet through the space between the partially closed drapes. Yet after she heard it being placed on the toilet, she didn't hear him make anymore moves,which made her twice as nervous as she already was.

"Um, Bulma. I...uh, just wanted you to know that...that what just happened, um. I just want to say that I know you're really humiliated by it, and that I think no less of you than I did before it. Um, actually, I think...I think it was kinda nice. So, uh, I'll just leave now."

Her heart was pounding before the door closed and she thought she had died and gone to heaven.

As she fell into a dreamlike state in her boiling tub, she remembered how lonely and depressed she was, how much hope she had put into that journey for the most perfect boyfriend. Well, she got it.

And she wouldn't trade him for the world.

Enter:Prince Vegeta /Location: Planet Zelmarr

"Heh heh heh. You actually believe that you will defeat ME, Frieza's right-hand man"

Vegeta scoffed, "That isn't exactly a flattering position if you ask me. However...seeing how ridiculously obsessive you are with strength and power, I don't see it far from typical."

"Oh! OH! YOU are labeling ME OBSESSIVE WITH STRENGTH AND POWER?! Oh, oh Kami I must be dreaming. Dear Kami, if you think that of me, I can't wait to hear what you think of Lord Frieza! Hm, let's see, I guess Frieza is just a little bit EGOTISTICAL?! Or MAYBE, he's the legendary Super Saiyan?! Huh? Whaddya think, PRINCE? Do you think I'm right about it?"

Vegeta growled"You imbecile. How dare you defile the name of the Prince of all Saiyans. I will just have to put you in your place once more, won't I Dodoria?"

"First off, I ain't no Saiyan, so that just rules out your power on me. Second, the last time you fought me there was a disadvantage, so it wasn't a fair victory. So I guess you could say that no one claimed anything on that one. But you know what?"

Vegeta narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"This is just like LAST TIME! BWA HA HA HA! You still can't claim victory now, because I'm not at fullest power!"

Vegeta's narrowed turned in to wide, surprised ones, but he knew that Dodoria was right. If Vegeta couldn't fight him at his fullest power, then he would win at an unfair advantage. His Saiyan pride couldn't take that.

"Fine! FINE! You fucking weakling, I don't care! But mark my words, Dodoria, this is the final, fucking setback! The next time I have to deal with you, it's done! You will be dead, and I will reign the universe with NO ONE in my way at last! Ha ha ha! I'll show you a fucking disadvantage, Dodoria! Just you wait" Vegeta roared over the heavy winds, then set off to his ship with a victorious look on his face, despite what had happened. He knew Dodoria would be dead anyway, no matter what time or place the wretched battle took. Vegeta would surely win.

When he finally got into his SpacePod, he made sure no one was watching, and then prepared for takeoff, but was interrupted in the process when a coarse voice seeped through the intercom.

"Frieza Planet 34, calling to Prince's Spacepod, over."

'Ugh... I know exactly who that is,' Vegeta thought with spite, he turned the intercom and responded anyway though.

"Prince Vegeta responding, over" he said in his monotone voice that had yet to deepen into its velvet growl.

Radditz's rough voice came through neatly this time, without the crackling static, "Oh, greetings Prince. We have a slight problem over here, over."

"Oh really ?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Well that's just grand for you, now quit wasting my time you preposterous bastard."

"NO! You have to help us-"

"Or what?!"

"Or we reveal your location to Frieza."

That silenced him. He growled and cursed under his breath but didn't care to respond to Radditz.

"We have you right here on our radar, Vegeta" he said in a much more confident tone.

"All right, all right FINE! But I swear it, if I my valuable time is wasted with this..."

"It isn't. We've found a way to bring down Frieza."

Enter:Bulma Briefs /Location: CC

"Dear KAMI! You ate my cheesecake AGAIN" Bulma screeched, causing Yamcha to wince a little at the volume, but nonetheless gave her a wounded puppy look, which of course melted her insides.

"Okay, okay fine. I guess I'll just have some eggrolls", She with a sigh as she popped some in the microwave.

"Oo, chicken or vegetable?" Yamcha asked with hungry enthusiasm as he leaped to Bulma's side by the microwave.

Bulma smacked her lips and gave him a dirty look, "You have GOT to be kidding. You ate all SIX PIECES of my cheesecake and now you want my EGGROLLS! Absolutely not you pig, grab some money and go somewhere."

He shrugged lightly,"Okay."

When Bulma finally registered in her mind what she had just told him, she galloped to her room, only to run into Yamcha in the front of the hall.

"Hey! Watch it you jerk!" She screamed at him.

"You're the one not watching BULMA"

"Whatever. And that DID NOT come from my wallet, right"

"Uh, no. Actually, it came from your Mom. She just had a wad in her pocket and she gave it me when I asked. Then she told me I had a juicy-"

Bulma sweatdropped as she rolled her eyes"Don't...pay attention her, she's just something else sometimes. Anyway, where are you going?"

He shrugged. "Not sure. You wanna come with?"

A small smile replaced her sarcastic scowl as her aqua blue eyes began to sparkle and shimmer with complete joy,"Really?"

"Uhhh, yeah!"

"OH WOW, Yamcha! You're so awesome! I love you so much..." She shouted as she hugged him in a deathgrip, but then froze when the last thing she had said was finally played back in her mind. She got down as they both looked away in the awkward moment. She spoke when she had finally conjured up something to say.

"Um, as a friend, of course."

"Yeah."

'But wait? Didn't I kiss him? Didn't we hold hands on our walk home from the park? Didn't he just ask me out ON A DATE! Ugh, I'm so confused!'

"Um" Yamcha started, gesturing to the door "Do you...wanna go now?"

"Oh. Sure."

With that, they walked out, and into a most confusing situation that would leave them both with questions for themselves.

Here's my footnote:

Ha ha ha. Aren't I evil? This is perhaps the shortest chapter that I've ever allowed myself to write. I hope you guys aren't mad, BUT...I personally think it was a good place to leave off, huh? Anyways, I also hope that I get a sufficient number of reviews this time, not that I haven't before- I'm freakin' thankful for what I have-but can I just get...um, 5 at least? That's not too much, trust me. Some people ask for 200 by this month or blah blah blah. Anyways, bye!

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