(Last Chapter was Sunday morning)

Vegeta awoke with a start at the sound of his alarm clock. He grumbled under his breath. He had no time to go back to school. He had to find the Dragon Balls. That was if they existed. Bulma did not believe him, despite all his convincing. He even tried to ask Kakarot, in general, if he believed in the Dragon Balls, but he had just laughed in Vegeta's face. Vegeta reached over to grab his phone from his night stand. He found six unread messages from Bulma Briefs.

What a way to start off the day, he thought to himself. He assumed her words had all to do with what they had spoken about the previous day. He clicked on her name out of boredom.

BULMA BRIEFS: Vegeta, I'm not saying I'm gonna help you with this search, but if I do, we have to talk about what happened...

BULMA BRIEFS: I know you probably don't want to, but I don't care. We need to talk about it, it's been way too long.

BULMA BRIEFS: Also, I was wondering if you maybe want to be friends again?

BULMA BRIEFS: I don't know, I don't know if I want to be, but I figure if I'm gonna help you find the Dragon Balls, we might as well be on a comfortable basis, you know?

BULMA BRIEFS: I guess let me know what you think about my proposition.

BULMA BRIEFS: Sorry for rambling. I'm not really sorry though. You know how I am, I talk a lot. Whatever. See you at school.

Vegeta did not know what to reply. Friends? With this woman? With Bulma? He didn't know how to be friends with her. He was way too attracted to her, sexually, and being close with her always brought out a possessive side of him that he did not like. On the other hand, he needed her technologically genius mind to build him something that he could use to find the Dragon Balls. Maybe he could fake a friendship with her until she came through, then he would leave her in the dust. But, could he really do that Bulma? He shook his head, not really knowing what the answers to his thoughts were. There was so much history between them. And such a big fight that kept them apart; a fight that was still keeping them apart two years after it had happened. He knew that she had only been trying to help and that his actions were rash, but why did that make her right in the end? He had every right to act irrationally at that time, even if it meant pushing away the only people who loved him in the world. Suddenly, all that he had done to Bulma those two years ago came rushing back in an instant, and he could not bear the guilt.

He was Vegeta Ryuu, he told himself. It didn't matter what he did to anyone, especially simpletons like Bulma Briefs who only existed to be used at his disposal. Yet, no matter how vile his thoughts got that morning, he could not shake the violent feeling of guilt in the pit of his stomach, so when he was driving to school, he made a hasty decision to drive by Capsule Corp.

He reached her home and recalled that he hadn't visited the Briefs home in ages. He remembered Dr. Briefs and his wife and smiled to himself. He loved Bulma's family, they had been there for him in a way that his family had not or could not. He got out of his car and snuck around back to where Bulma's bedroom was and threw a few rocks at her window. She stuck her head out and scowled.

"What do you want?" She half-yelled. She was irritated with him for not replying any of her messages and then just swinging by when she looked like a train wreck. It was also too weird for her to be seeing Vegeta so often in the time span of only about 24 hours. She couldn't lie though, she somewhat enjoyed having him be in her life again. He made her feel whole and worthy in a way that Yamcha and most other men could not. It was as if he brought out her best and worst self, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

Vegeta smirked at her. He looked her over and noticed the bags under her eyes and how her hair was just about everywhere, and was in complete shock when he realized she still looked like the most beautiful woman in the world. He didn't know why he was feeling so much regret about losing her as his woman lately. Probably the new haircut, he reasoned with himself. At least she didn't have that god awful afro anymore. He snickered to himself. "Woman, hurry up. We're going to be late for school."

Bulma nearly screamed. "How dare you, Vegeta? You think you can just waltz into my life after not speaking to me for basically two years and just assume that everything is completely fine between us? And, don't think I don't see what you're doing. You're trying to be nice to me so I help you. Well, it's NOT going to work! I'm not going to help you because whatever we'd be looking for DOESN'T exist. You never let me help you deal with your feelings, so I don't even know what to do with you. Please stop trying to play me, and leave me the fuck alone!"

With that, she shut her window and went to sit on her bed in silence. She couldn't believe she had just spoken to such a broken form of her old friend in such a harsh way. Part of her wanted to rush back to her window sill and apologize, run down to her backyard, and kiss him. She quickly shoved that thought of her mind and strolled into her bathroom to get ready for school. It would be a long day.

Chi-Chi and Krillin sat together on a bench outside of school. Chi had a burning desire to tell Krillin about the fact that Bulma had skipped out on her to go see Vegeta the previous morning but kept trying to bite down on it. She was overjoyed when she saw her best friend walking towards her, looking a little bit more pissed off than usual. Chi understood, for she knew that Vegeta typically had that affect on people.

"B!" Krillin ran up to Bulma and gave her a huge hug. Bulma wrapped her arms around her little best friend lovingly. She needed this right now; this morning and yesterday had been so rough with her, she just needed some quality time with her best friends. She needed a good party. Or maybe some advice. She would rather go with the party, though.

"Can we throw a party?" Bulma blurted out. Chi and Krillin initially looked confused but quickly warmed to the idea. "I mean, I just think since winter break is so close...I don't know. I really need to blow off some steam, guys. Things have been getting a bit weird."

"Sure, B. How about this Saturday? Your house?" Chi laughed. They always threw their parties at Bulma's, for her parents were the richest and most relaxed and her house was the biggest.

"Sounds great, Chi." Bulma smiled warmly at her beautiful best friend, but her smile quickly faded when she remembered her recent encounters with Vegeta. She had no idea what to make of them, and she desperately needed some advice, but she knew it was not her place to speak about anything Vegeta had told her that Sunday. Plus, she had never really told her friends why she and Vegeta stopped speaking, all those years ago, so why would she bother now?

Chi-Chi noticed the change in Bulma's facial expressions and began to grow worried. In all her years of knowing Bulma, Chi-Chi knew Vegeta was the one person in the world that could always get to her, no matter how long it had been since they had last spoken. She knew that if Vegeta manipulated her enough, he could twist Bulma into doing things that she would never even think of doing for someone else. "B, can I please talk to you alone?"

Chi-Chi looked pointedly at Krillin who eventually got the hint and scurried off, probably en route to find 18, their other good friend. Krillin also had a huge crush on 18, which was obvious to everyone but her. However, Krillin hadn't actually told Bulma or Chi-Chi about his feelings, but they could see it in the way he looked at her.

"Yeah, Chich?"

"Bulma, I...I don't really know anything that's happened between you and Vegeta, since you left me that note yesterday or whatever, but I know what he does to you. Like, what side of you he brings out, and I know he drives you insane, and, I may not know him very well, but I know, in the past, he hasn't treated you the best. B, I just wanna make sure you're okay, that's all..." Chi-Chi lowered her voice as she lectured her best friend. She truly did care about Bulma and was most certainly not Vegeta's biggest fan. She felt bad for him, of course, after what happened all those years ago. It was horrible. But, in Chi's mind, that did not justify anything he had done to Bulma. She didn't understand how her friend could possibly be talking to him now, without strangling him, at least.

Bulma smiled at her dark haired friend. She knew Chi-Chi could be a little bit difficult at times but also knew that at heart, Chi was one of the greatest friends anyone could ask for. She was fiercely loyal and never afraid to speak her mind. She knew exactly what she wanted in life and didn't let many things get in her way. Much like myself, Bulma mused.

"I know where you're going with this, babe," Bulma started to say, taking her friend's hand and squeezing it understandingly. "But, I'm fine. Trust me! I know what I'm doing with him-"

"With whom?" Bulma spun around and saw Yamcha walking towards the two girls. She blushed furiously. Yamcha knew barely anything about what had happened between her and Vegeta. Well, apart from what had happened in front of everyone...

"Oh, nothing, I mean, just you, hun!" Bulma walked over and kissed her new man's cheek. She knew in her heart that he was really just a distraction, but he was definitely not the worst company in the world. "I was just telling Chi about the dinner you're taking me to on Friday. I'm so excited!" Bulma smiled at him, and his stomach flipped over. How could he be so lucky as to be with Bulma Briefs? He shook his head, confused by this fortunate turn of events.

"How did I get so lucky, Bulma? You're perfect," Yamcha told her while stroking her hair lovingly. Chi-Chi narrowly avoided bursting out laughing and alerted the two that she was off to her first period Physics class.

Vegeta had been watching the entire exchange between Bulma and that idiot low-life from a distance, and there was a completely disgusted expression on his face. He completely ignored all the girls who smiled at him or waved at him or offered to walk to class with him. They were all idiots, he told himself. None of them could compare to that woman. But, he could never figure out what made that woman so special. It didn't matter. He could never have her. He made that very clear two years ago, and he knew she would never, ever forgive him for what he had done. Vegeta had made peace with that, or at least that's what he told himself; he just needed to fake this "friendship" with Bulma so that he could get the Dragon Balls and be on with his life. Without that obnoxious, incessant woman and her never-ending tirades. He smirked to himself, remembering her outburst about homework from the day before.

Vegeta decided that he couldn't watch them snuggle and kiss for one more second. It had nothing to do with his feelings for the woman. Well, his lack of feelings. It was merely a courtesy to everyone around him; who wanted to see the idiot kiss Bulma Briefs? Everyone knew he was not worthy. He would be doing a kindness to her, and everyone who sat, also staring at the couple.

"Woman," he said as he arrived at his destination. He locked eyes with her and smirked. He could have a little fun, couldn't he? Make the idiot jealous. "I got your texts. I'd love to be friends again. You didn't have to beg me." He smiled at her when he saw absolute rage explode in the cerulean orbs in her eyes.

"What are you saying, Vegeta?" Bulma dropped her arms from Yamcha's neck and stared at her old friend with the utmost hatred. "Whatever, I'm done with you and your games. You know where I stand with my proposition." She turned from him and started walking with the idiot to her classes.

He was left there in shock. She had grown much more mature over the time that they had not spoken during. He knew the only way, at this point, to get her to help him was to give her want she wanted. To talk about what had happened. And he knew he was going to have to apologize. And that fact made him want to rip every student open, from one end of the school to the other.

He heard his name being called and turned around to see Goku and 17 walking towards him. "What do you want, Kakarot?" He snapped, completely ignoring 17.

"Some girl, I think her name's Chi-Chi-"

"Yes, I know who she is. She's the woman's best friend, or whatever. Go on."

"Okay, okay," Goku said, in an attempt to calm down his constantly furious friend. "Well, she told me you're bothering Briefs again...Are you sure you know what you're doing? Vegeta, you know she doesn't deserve this."

"You know nothing, Kakarot." With this, Vegeta walked off to his AP Calculus Honors first class, which he had with Bulma. Maybe he could sit next to her and try to push this so-called friendship. It wouldn't be that hard to fake interest in her, for she was actually fun to be around at times.

As Yamcha dropped Bulma off at her AP Calculus Honors class, he looked at his girl fondly. She was so beautiful and the black shirt that she wore today brought out the color of her eyes and her hair so well. He leaned down to kiss her immaculate lips and smiled into them.

"Yamcha! Why am I getting so much love today?" She looked up at him with those eyes and giggled. He really wasn't the worst company in the world, she stated to herself.

"I don't know, Briefs." He laughed as she rolled her eyes at the way he addressed her. "Bulma, this is kind of awkward to ask. Like, I know you don't want to revisit this, of course. But..."

"Just spit it out, Yamcha," Bulma snapped at him.

"Look, I was just wondering if you could tell me what happened between you and Vegeta. Like the full story. I mean, I was there when he started yelling to everyone about how little you meant to him and how he cheated on you and whatever," he stopped with that when he saw the way she began staring at the floor. "Sorry. That wasn't necessary. Just, I plan on getting to know you real well. And I want to know everything. I don't want you to keep anything from me, okay?"

Bulma sighed. She knew this was bound to happen at some point. She knew she had to tell someone what happened between her and Vegeta eventually. And, if she was perfectly honest with herself, Yamcha seemed like a pretty good candidate for whom she could share her secrets with. "Okay," she agreed. "Come over tonight. I'll tell you everything. The full story."

She spun on her heel and walked into her classroom before he could say another word, and as she entered the class, she noticed Vegeta tapping on a seat next to him. That he had saved for her.

She scoffed at him and sat in the front, next to 18.

Wooooooo another chapter done! I'm kind of getting into the story now, haha. Please keep reviewing and everything! I promise I will tell you what happened between Bulma and Vegeta, next chapter. I just wanted to build it up.

Next time: Bulma tells Yamcha what happened. Yamcha and Bulma's date goes a little wrong. Goku, 17, and Vegeta crash Bulma's party! Does Bulma finally agree to help Vegeta with his search?

Stay tuned. Thank you all for the reviews! :)