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Chapter 8: She Doesn't Have to Know...

(LAX airport)

June jumped up for the forth time, trying to spot her brother in the crowd of people getting off the plane. Vegeta and Bulma stood next to her, neither one really helping since they didn't know what Jayson looked like. Despite the circumstances, Bulma could tell that June was eager to see her twin brother, and it made her a little homesick. She missed her family a lot.

"Why the sudden mood change?" Vegeta inquired with his typical demanding tone.

She sighed. "Nothing. It's just that after this whole weekend, I miss my family."

"Go visit them then," he told her.

Bulma glared at him. "With what? I'm not a little rich girl, Vegeta. I can't afford to jump on a plane and go see them for a weekend."

Her friend rolled his eyes. "Then call them more or something, but don't whine about it." He ignored her irritated snort and searched through the crowd. "I'm going to the bathroom. I'll meet you back here," he told them before storming off without waiting for an answer.

June stopped her searching and watched Vegeta walk off along with Bulma. "Wow. I wonder what his problem is," she said.

"I think he's still upset about Alessa. The past couple days must have really dredged up all those bad memories."

"I can sympathize with him," June responded. "It's not easy to deal with someone cheating on you, especially when you love them."

"I'm glad Yamcha's never cheated on me. I don't know how I'd handle it. I couldn't even handle the false rumors about it in high school," she confided.

"What's this?! No welcome home sign! I'm hurt."

Both girls looked up at the good-looking guy standing in front of them. June smiled and pulled him into a hug. "It's good too see you, bro!" She pulled back and motioned toward the blue haired girl beside her. "This is Bulma."

Jayson grinned and reached out to shake her hand. "Ah, the new roommate. We finally get to talk in person instead of on the phone," he stated smoothly.

Bulma smiled brightly. "I know. It's great to finally meet you."

"Where's your other friend?" He asked them.

"Vegeta ran off to the bathroom a couple minutes ago. He'll be right back. Then, we can get back to the school."

Jayson slung his bag over his shoulder. "Good. I'm so tired."

"Did you call Karra yet?" His sister asked.

He shook his head. "I don't really know what to say to her," he admitted.

"She's probably at your apartment right not, freaking out."

Before he could comment, Vegeta walked up. Bulma eyed him suspiciously as he tucked something into his pocket. "What's that?" She asked him.

"None of your damn business." He looked over at June and Jayson. "I take it this is you brother."

June nodded. "Yeah. This is Jayson. Jayson, this is Vegeta. Don't let the attitude throw you off, he's actually a good guy."

(Change scene)

The sunlight crept in through the open tent flap and spilt over Yamcha's face, making him groan. It was never this sunny back home. Slowly, he pulled the blanket up to cover his head, but it was caught on something--or rather someone! He sat up quickly and glanced down at the girl next to him. She was sleeping peacefully snuggledagainst his side. What the hell happened?! He tossed the covers back, but immediately pulled them back over himself. He was completely naked! Just as he was about to wake her up to find out what happened, Hunter popped his head into the tent and grinned.

"Ah man! I knew you were gonna hit it." He reached in a high-fived a disoriented Yamcha.

"I-I can't," he stuttered. His mind was so muddled. Shakily, he ran his hand through his dark hair. "How could I do this? I have a girlfriend!" He glared up at Hunter accusingly.

His friend held up a hand in defense. "Hey, man. Don't look at me. You're the one who got drunk and then got naked with the hottie. I didn't push her on you." Hunter sighed. "Look. Don't worry about it, Yamcha. None of the guys are going to say a word to your girl about this, and we're a long ways away from San Callisto. There's no chance that this chick's going to pop up and make problems for you. You're as good as covered. Bulma doesn't need to know," he reasoned.

Yamcha stared at the ground, thinking about everything that Hunter said. It was true. There was no way that this would get out to Bulma unless he said something, and there was absolutely no way he was going to do that. He didn't want to hurt her. 'From now on, I'm gonna spend more time with Bulma,' he silently vowed.

"You're right," he told Hunter.

Hunter grinned. "Alright! Now, buck up! We've still got one more night of partying before we have to get back to school."

(Change scene, Philadelphia)

"I sent out the order for the invitations," Marron went on happily.

Krillin nodded and shoved another forkful of greenbeans into his mouth. He hadn't expected there to be so much work involved in planning a wedding, but Marron seemed really happy doing it all by herself. He grabbed his glass of soda and took a large gulp.

"You're mother called this morning," he cut in. "She wanted to know if you still wanted to use her car to go Harrisburg this weekend for that Bridal show."

"Oh my god! I forgot all about that stupid thing." She jumped up and ran to the phone, quickly dialing her mother's phone number. "Momma?!"

Krillin chuckled to himself as he watched her run down the hall and disappear into their bedroom. He didn't know what he'd do without her. He reached across the table and grabbed the bridal magazine she had been looking through. There were several pages bookmarked, and he flipped open one of the middle pages. It was a gorgeous silver-haired model posing in a field of flowers wearing this stunning white dress.

"Wow," he whispered. "I hope she picks this one."

(Change of scene, Paris)

"Just one more pose," the photographer begged in his thick, french accent.

Akira brushed aside a strand of cruly silver hair and sighed. "We've already taken like a hundred pictures," she told him. "I'm due downtown in half an hour for a Clinique shoot."

"I know my dear, but the lighting hasn't been on our side all day," he replied. "Just a few more minutes. We're starting to get somewhere."

She readjusted the frilly lace bra and rolled her eyes. "Bloodly hell. I hate Victoria Secrets," she mumbled. "Let's get this over with quickly then."

The photographer motioned for her to get back into her pose and ran back to his camera. Behind him sat a young man with dark brown hair and eyes dressed in an expensive looking business suit. He was talking to Natalia Vasco, Akira's agent. Akira looked over at them and sighed. 'Who the heck was that guy?' He'd been there all morning, watching her. It was getting on her nerves.

Twenty minutes later, she was storming out of the building while still buttoning her shirt. Next to her, her agent was talking frantically into her cellphone in French. Akira figured she must be trying to explain why she was going to be late to the Clinique representative. This wasn't going to make her look good. Natalia hung up her phone a shoved it in her purse.

"They're impossible," she growled. "I could only get them to wait for fifteen minutes."

Akira patted the older woman on the shoulder. "Calm down. We'll make it."

"I hope so, otherwise you can kiss you're career goodbye. They're already threatening to blacklist you."

"Oh please." Akira pulled her hair back into a tight ponytail and put on her sunglasses. "They were a second name bid. I could always call up Dior and pose for their next ad instead, if they wanna play that game."

Natalia laughed. "That's what I love about you. You're a shrew business woman, Akira." She walked on ahead and pulled her own sunglasses down over her eyes and started humming cheerfully. "You're gonna be huge," she went on. "You're already on your way!"

"Hey, Nat? Who was that guy you were talking to at the shoot?" She asked, finally picking up her pace to match her agent's.

"Arthos Ries," she replied as if Akira should have known this.

"And he is?"

Natalia stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. "Don't you watch movies?"

Akira thought for a moment. "Wait a second. He's an actor?" She gota confused look on her face. "I do need to get out more." They continued walking. "What was he talking to you about?"

Natalia smirked. "Oh nothing really. He just wanted your number."

"What?!"

(Change scene, San Callisto)

Vegeta was lounging back on Bulma's bed watching television. Jayson was in the same position on his sisters bed. June had opted to run for pizza since no one felt like going to the school's cafeteria for lunch. Jayson sat up straight. "Wait! Stop it on that channel," he told Vegeta.

Bulma looked up from thepaper she was working on at her desk and rolled her eyes. "What the hell are you two watching?"

"Now, she's hot," Jayson announced.

Vegeta smirked. "Of course she is, she's a Victoria Secrets model."

Bulma leaned to her right and snatched the remote from Vegeta's hand. "I'm not listening to you two perverts go on and on about some silver haired bimbo with the IQ of a gnat while I'm trying to study ." She put it on the history channel. "Here. Learn something useful."

"I think everyone knows everything there is to know about World War II," Vegeta teased, snatching the remote back.

Jayson nodded. "Here, here! It's like the only thing they talk about on this channel anymore, and quite frankly, I'd much rather wat VH-1's special on up and coming models," he manged to say with a straight face.

June walked in carrying two pizzas. "Lunch is served." She noticed Bulma glaring at Vegeta and her brother. "What's going on?"

"They're being pervs," Bulma told her. "Just look at what they're watching."

June glanced at the tv. "Oh wow. That's Akira Teagan."

"Huh?"

"She's a model from England. She's getting pretty popular." When Bulma gave her a blank look, she sighed. "I'm a fashion design major, B. I'm supposed to know this crap."

"Whatever. Let's just eat." She grabbed the remote and turned of the tv.

"Hey! We were watching that," the guys called out in unison.

Once they got to the second pizza, Bulma's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and frowned. "He's been gone since Thursday night, and he's just now calling me."

June shook her head. "Tell him off."

Bulma answered the phone. "Hello?"

"B! Um, hi. What are you doing?" Yamcha spoke up from the other end.

"Sitting here with my friends eating pizza," she replied. "You?" Her tone gave away just how irritated she was.

Yamcha chuckled slightly. "Well. I learned how to surf while drunk," he joked.

"I see." Bulma was not impressed.

"Yeah, and hey," he started lowering his voice slightly. "I miss you."

Bulma sighed and stood up, waking over to the door out into the hallway. "I miss you, too. What time are you coming back tomorrow?"

"We should be back around four. Do you have work? I'd like to take you out to dinner if not," he told her.

"Yeah, but I can see what I can do. Give me a call tomorrow when you get back," she told him.

"Great! I love you, and I can't wait to see you."

A smile crept over her face, and she leaned back against her door. He loved her. "I love you, too. Bye."

(Change scene)

Vegeta glanced up at the door as Bulma walked back in with a happy look on her face. "What'd your pansy ass boyfriend want?"

Bulma sent him an evil look. "Can't you be nice for five minutes?" She sat down on her bed next to him and picked up her half eaten slice of pizza. "He was just calling to see what was going on here, and we're going out to dinner tomorrow night. Is there a chance you can find it in your heart to give me the night off?"

"You're already scheduled to work," he told her.

"Oh, come on. It's just one night, and it's Monday. We're dead on Mondays," she argued.

"So?"

"I haven't seen Yamcha in almost four days. Let me have the night off, Vegeta," she begged.

Vegeta desperately searched his mind for a reason why she couldn't have night off. For some reason, he just didn't want her to go to dinner with her boyfriend tomorrow night. "We have a shipment coming in. You know by now it takes a while to put them out."

"I can come help you out," Jayson spoke up. "I need to do some major cd shopping anyhow. I'm behind on many big purchases."

Bulma smiled. "There. It's all covered. Come on."

Vegeta sighed heavily. "Fine."

(End Chapter)

Ah! Finally. A new chapter.

Next time: Yamcha comes back, and they go out to dinner. How will things go? Will he break down and tell Bulma the truth? Vegeta and Jayson bond over music. Bulma and Vegeta get into a fight, but really what's so new about that, huh?! ;-)

PANDORA ;-)