Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the characters. I don't own the song Gunning Down Romance by Savage Garden or As Long As You Love Me by Backstreet Boys
TFSrules: *nervous laughs* I'm not that naughty…lol…believe me XD Glad you liked it and it really was a good song. I have never heard it before. I was impressed. And yeah, I'm not a Yamucha fan, hence the setting I put him in. There will be a lot of Yamucha moments and Vegeta moments before Bulma has to deal with this other guy I mentioned. Thanks for reviewing and if you have other suggestions, I'm always up to hearing new songs (minus rap and scream…sorry XD)
Blueflower1594: Don't worry. All the names of the songs are posted in my disclaimer, both song and artist. I'll try to make my chapters longer in the future :D
Animefreak653: Glad you liked it :3
Dbzfan777: I'm glad you liked it. Those song ideas were really good. I'll definitely be using them at some point, promise :3
Sweetgilda: Glad you like it. I going to get into the mystery character a bit more in this chapter ;)
Starchilds: lol, yeah, I always picture Vegeta and Yamucha not having the best relationship. The mystery person's role will be revealed in this chapter, so thank you for your patience :D
KimiruMai: *classic anime computerized female announcer voice* Please refrain from the use of all light saber and light saber-like weapons in this vicinity XD
Vegeta singing
Bulma singing
Mystery man singing
Bulma woke up a few days later, later than normal. Why you may ask? Well, she was offered a job at Shadow Souls on the weekends when she wasn't working at Capsule Corp. Only her mother and her son knew. Vegeta wasn't too crazy with the idea of her singing there one night let only every week. She hoped he would never find out.
"Why did you come in so late last night?" she heard Vegeta ask angrily. She turned over in her bed to face the door and saw him standing in the doorway.
"That," Bulma said sharply though sounding tired, "is none of your business."
She thought Vegeta would drop it, but he instead looked ten times angrier.
"That leaves me to believe that you're sleeping with some pitiful human," Vegeta stated calmly.
Bulma chuckled. "Even if I were, what would it be to you?" She then glared at him. "You made it perfectly clear that you didn't want me after that night and even after the androids you said 'I will never stoop so low as to risk procreating with a pathetic, worthless human again,' or don't you remember that?"
Vegeta was slightly taken aback. He hadn't hurt her so much that she was still holding on to his words six years later, had he?
"Bulma," he started, but Bulma wouldn't have it.
"I don't want to hear it right now, Vegeta," she said pulling the blanket over her head. "Try again in an hour or so."
Vegeta didn't know whether to be angry or feel guilty at the way she was acting and pushing him away.
He thought back to the night and everything Bulma had been through. He overheard her breakup with Yamcha and knew she was vulnerable that night. What happened between them just happened. They both felt lost and broken. He should have known better though and then how he treated her the next morning, it was uncalled for. And yet she still gave him everything she could; she bore him a son.
Vegeta sighed thinking about what he said to her.
Bulma woke up the next morning and found herself alone in her room. She grabbed her warm robe and went in search of Vegeta thinking maybe he was hungry after their night together.
Vegeta wasn't in the kitchen, but was instead brooding in his room. He had known it was a mistake and he couldn't take it back.
Damn woman, he though staring up at his ceiling. That's how Bulma found him a half an hour later.
"Vegeta, I've been looking for you," she told him. "What have you been doing?"
"Last night was a mistake."
He saw the look of hurt plastered on her innocent face.
"What?" she asked in disbelief, on the verge of tears.
"I said it was a mistake."
"No," she breathed. "How could you?"
Love and other moments are just chemical reactions in your brain
In your brain
And feelings of aggression are the absence of the love drug in your veins
In your veins
It was true. It was a momently lapse in judgment. They were both depressed causing tons of hormones to be released, though in different ways. It was a way to settle themselves. He hated telling her this, seeing the hurt, but it was the truth. He could never love her, just like no one could love him.
Love come quickly
Because I feel self-esteem is caving in
It's on the brink
Love come quickly
Because I don't think I can keep this monster in
It's in my skin
Bulma tried pleading with Vegeta, but he kept telling her that he was weak by letting her put her "filthy human hands anywhere near him."
"You don't mean that," she said, while silently praying that she hadn't given herself to someone who would treat her as badly as Yamcha did by cheating on her. Was she really that stupid?
Love and other socially acceptable emotions are morphine
They're morphine
Cleverly concealing primal urges often felt but rarely seen
Rarely seen
In all honesty, one of the reasons Vegeta felt this whole thing wouldn't work was because he thought that through both their vulnerability, they would only be giving something physical, not emotional. He didn't have any emotions to put into a relationship in the first place. He thought she was the same. He would find out later how wrong he truly was.
Love I beg you
Lift me up into that privileged point of view
The world of two
Love don't leave me
Because I console myself that the Hallmark cards are true
I really do
Bulma knew deep down inside that she did love Vegeta or she would have never slept with him, but he was now throwing something that meant something to her back in her face. She had already lost her pride from her boyfriend cheating on her and now her self-respect for sleeping with a man who could never feel for her. However, she wouldn't let it destroy her.
I'm gunning down romance
It never did a thing for me
But heartache and misery
It's nothing but a tragedy
Why should I care? Vegeta asked himself as the defeated woman walked to his door. She stopped as if she were about to say something, but turned back and shook her head. The look in her eyes, however, was not a look of defeat, but of anger and betrayal.
Love don't leave me
Take these broken wings
I'm going to take these broken wings
And learn to fly
And learn to fly away
And learn to fly away
I'm gunning down romance
After those words, she walked out.
Vegeta didn't know then what her words meant, but now he knew. He already lost with her, but he knew he had to win her back somehow. He just didn't know what to do. There was no one he could ask. The only one he would ever consider asking was Kakarot, but he was dead and even if he could ask, he wouldn't.
But now, what could he do. What he had done and said…it was a mistake; and it was a mistake he wouldn't be able to take back.
How could she ever forgive me?
Later in the day, the shady character from Bulma's first night was watching her perform. He thought back to a few weeks prior.
"Oh, hello boss," an employee greeted. "What can I get you?"
"Jimmy, who was the woman who sang last night?" the mystery man asked.
"Oh, that was Bulma Briefs, the heiress of Capsule Corp. She was filling in for our regular singer. She was great, no?"
The man smirked. "Yes, she was amazing. So amazing, in fact, that I want you to offer her a job as a singer."
The employee paled a bit. "Sir, I can't fire our regular singer. She has done nothing wrong and is very dependable and a great singer. Besides, Miss Briefs works for Capsule Corp. all week and she has a son. She wouldn't be able to perform EVERY night."
"Then ask her to do the weekends," he suggested. "Her voice is too good not to showcase, don't you agree?"
The employee nodded. "Yes, sir, I understand."
The employer smirked at how devious he was in getting her to work there. She obviously enjoyed herself the first time if she accepted the offer.
Although loneliness has always been a friend of mine
I'm leavin' my life in your hands
People say I'm crazy and that I am blind
Risking it all in a glance
And how you got me blind is still a mystery
I can't get you out of my head
Don't care what is written in your history
As long as you're here with me
This girl was a mystery to him. She was beautiful, wealthy, and yet her voice was so pure and innocent. Innocence portrayed down to earth in his mind. This woman wouldn't cast someone away with a tormented soul. He could tell, for he was a tormented soul. Usually he was drawn to those who would help mend him. He had been far more broken before, but all of the women had to return to their lives. He could never keep them away from their loved ones after he heard their stories. Depending on how they tried to leave him, he would send them back in two extremes: he would wipe their memory of him and then leave them where someone could find them if they asked kindly to return home or he would kill them and leave them at the police station if they tried to escape. It was just his way.
I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
All he truly wanted was for someone to love him. Abandoned as a child, he struggle to survive in the world. The club wasn't actually his, but an old friend's. It was left for him in his friend's will and he had gone from dirt poor to comfortably wealthy. The only change he made was exchanging the juke box for a stage and hiring many beautiful, female singers. He always treated them well and even receiving their friendship was enough as long as he felt some love.
Bulma had just finished singing and was now on break, and he thought now would be as good a time as any.
Bulma gasped when he entered the back dressing room, but smiled when she realized it wasn't anyone dangerous.
"Sorry, you startled me," she said sweetly.
"No, my dear, I am sorry," he replied. "I just wanted to come and introduce myself. I am the owner of this bar. I heard you perform a few weeks ago and requested they hire you."
"Oh, well I am honored," Bulma stated. "Um…?"
He smiled and outstretched his hand. "Conrad."
Bulma smiled back and took his hand for a hand shake. "Bulma."
Every little thing that you have said and done
Feels like it's deep within me
Doesn't really matter if you're on the run
It seems like we're meant to be
She really was sweet and kind, like an angel. "It's a pleasure to meet you," Conrad responded. We are meant to be.
A/N: Haha, finally an update. Sorry for the random Backstreet Boy song, but I couldn't think of anything else and I like that song XD I plan on using some actual suggested songs for next chapter (I was planning on using them for this chapter, but my mind had a different idea, sorry. They will be used though, I promise!)