Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the characters or the Ke$ha song, We Are Who We Are or Giving Him Something He Can Feel by En Vogue

Happy Thanksgiving, well, almost Thanksgiving everyone :D Also, I probably won't be updating for a while because finals are coming up soon and I need to prepare for them. I appreciate the support and will resume once the semester is over. I have some ideas of songs to use, but I will use your suggestions as well if it fits in with the plot (or I'll make it fit with the plot. Lol) Thanks all!

By the way, this is kinda like a musical so everyone is going to burst out into song in the most inappropriate of time. You're welcome ^_^

Dbzfan777: I'm glad you enjoyed it. I swear, I feel like smacking them both over the head every time I write a scene like that. XD

Majin new: Agreed. I still don't like him. I liked him in Dragon Ball, but I swear, they made his character such a girl XD And I'm a girl saying that…which makes it even sadder lol.

TFSrules: First, love your screen name XD Second, I never heard of that song, but I'm going to use it in this chapter. Thanks for the tip. :D

Miffinimini: I'm really not a Yamucha fan either. I was in Dragon Ball, but he annoys me in DBZ…

Blueflower1594: Thanks. The song is called "That's The Way It Is" sung by Celine Dion. It's one of my favorite songs that I sing all the time. And as for your prediction, you're right :D Thanks for reading.

Kandylove23: Thanks. Glad you like it. The song choice is kind of random right now. I pretty much just choose songs I think would go well with any of the relationships and the requests of you guys as the readers :D

"That was kind of fun," Bulma said on the flight home. Vegeta just grunted. "Hmph. Well, you can just say I sang okay, at least, right?"

Vegeta kept a straight face. He wouldn't give her the satisfaction of knowing she entranced him. Now he was so enamored by her that he wanted to take her home and make her scream his name all night long. It was a fight between his pride and his desire. He didn't think he could insult her right now to her face, though, so he just ignored her ranting.

On the other side of town, Yamcha went to another bar in a strip club. He had asked Bulma to go home with him, but she rejected his invitation and left with Vegeta. If she wanted him to fight, shouldn't she meet him halfway?

He was brought out of his thoughts by the exotic dancers in front of him.

Hot and dangerous
If you're one of us, then roll with us
'Cause we make the hipsters fall in love
When we've got our hot pants on and up

And yes of course we does
We runnin' this town just like a club
And no, you don't want to mess with us
Got Jesus on my necklace.

Got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexyfied
So let's go oh, oh, let's go.

Yamcha didn't even know why he was here. He used to frequent the place a long time ago during one of his and Bulma's many breaks. Even he thought coming there was sad, but it never stopped him.

Tonight we're going hard
Just like the world is ours
We're tearing it apart
You know we're superstars, we are who we are

Yamcha, now full of liquor, allowed himself to continue watching the girls, tipping a few. They were, after all, trying to make a living and he was there, so why not? Might as well help out. That was his defense and he was sticking to it.

We're dancing like we're dumb
Our bodies going numb
We'll be forever young
You know we're superstars, we are who we are.

After finishing off his seventh drink, Yamcha decided to leave. It didn't feel right being there, not when he wanted to win back Bulma. He already promised himself that he would never cheat on her again like he had before. He would treat her with the love and respect that she would never get from Vegeta. Sure, Yamcha wasn't strong, but this was something he could and would beat that Saiyan in.

Bulma walked into his room right after he had come in from training.

"Woman, what the hell do you think your-"

"Sh," she interrupted him. "Just sit down."

She gently shoved him into a chair. He took the moment to look her over. She was wearing her hair up, which he loved, and was in a long, red sleeveless dress. It contrasted with her hair, but was in no sense an obnoxious contrast.

"Bulma, just tell me what you're up to," he said calmly, usually meaning danger. He used her name hoping she would comply.

Many say that I'm too young
To let you know just where I'm coming from
But you will see, it's just a matter of time
My love will surely make you mine

Vegeta was stunned into silence with her bold declaration. She then moved close behind the chair nestling her head into his. He groaned when he smelt the sweetness of her scent.

Well, I'm livin' in a world of a ghetto life
Everyone seems so uptight
But nothing's wrong, it's alright, my man
I like the way we carry on
His love will send me on and on with my man
People out there can understand

Vegeta growled when she pulled away from him just as quickly as she came. He tried to get up and grab her, but she avoided him and somehow managed to force him back into the chair. He glared up defiantly at her. She just smirked in victory.

So much joy for us it seems
So much hope for material things
Are they only in my dreams?
And that's exactly why I'm singing this song to you
To let you know that real dreams do come true
You tell me what does it mean

Bulma brushed her cools lips against his burning skin and pulled away. She walked seductively over to the bed and sat down in an enticing position. Vegeta attempted to get up but was too enthralled by her actions to move.

I'm giving him something he can feel
To let him know this love is real
Giving's him something he can feel
To let him know this love is real

This love is real…

"Daddy?" Vegeta was awoken from his dream by Trunks barging into his room. "Daddy, are you okay? It's nine. You're normally training before the sun comes up. Are you sick? You look like you have a fever. I'll go get mommy."

"WAIT!" Vegeta yelled trying to stop him son, but failed. When that kid was worried he acted way too much like his grandmother and now he was going to bring Bulma into this. He didn't have a fever, but had just woken up from an…intense…dream. Damn that brat. I don't want to see the woman right now.

Vegeta got dressed in his training gear and flew out the window right before Bulma walked in wondering where he was.

Vegeta locked himself in the GR trying to rid himself of the thoughts and desires he had towards Bulma. If he wasn't careful, he would surrender to his desire for her before long. Damn, insufferable dreams.