DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGON BALL Z

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As Bulma was heading to her locker, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist, which was a bit too tight for her, causing her to feel pain throughout her body. The stranger leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Hey Bulma babe."

Realizing who it was, she yelled "Yamcha!" She started struggling against his hold on her waist, but he was far too strong. She did not like where this situation was going.

"I was gonna say how much I missed you, but now you're really starting to get annoying!" said Yamcha harshly as he pushed her up against a building wall. Bulma felt pain against her back but decided to not let him hear her cries of pain. One of his hands was pinning both of her hands above her head while the other was on her tiny waist.

"Yamcha stop! Let go of me right now, or I swear I'll get Vegeta to kick your ass!" Bulma yelled, hoping her threat would get Yamcha to back off.

"Bulma, babe, I missed you and your body soo bad," Yamcha said, deciding to ignore her threat. He eyed her curvy figure with nothing more than pure lust in his dark orbs, as the hand on her waist moved slowly up and down her body, making Bulma shiver with fear. His big hand suddenly stoped and went under her shirt to caress to her warm stomach. "Mmm.." Yamcha moaned, "Oh babe, your skin feels so nice and warm."

Realizing what could happen, Bulma started to panic. "Yamcha.." she whispered as tears were starting to form on her eyes. "Yamcha... please stop." Bulma said, unable to hold back the tears any longer. "I-If you r-really do love me... then y-you would s-stop and leave me alone..." said Bulma as she was begging this jerk of a guy to NOT rape her. Sadly, Yamcha was just too obsessed.

Yamcha ignored her as he did what he pleased. "You know what babe? I've been wanting to touch you for a really long time. Now I should do what I should've done a long time ago. After all, it's only fair since I've put up with your crap for so long. " After he said those words Bulma started to cry even more. She was unable to do anything as his hand that was on her stomach suddenly switched to the front of her shirt. He started unbuttoning her shirt to look at her chest.

He was about to kiss her and put his hand on her chest until Vegeta appeared and punched him in the face. Yamcha went flying until his head hit the wall of a nearby building. Sadly, the impact only made him go unconscious and didn't kill him (A.N- DARN!). Bulma looked up to see Vegeta, and boy did he look pissed! If he were to stare at anyone, they would most likely wonder what the hell they did wrong. Bulma was just super thankful that she didn't get raped, Bulma was so happy that Vegeta saved her from getting raped that she hugged him.

Feeling small arms suddenly circle around him, Vegeta looked down at Bulma as she hugged him. Feeling a bit awkward, he slowly wrapped his arms around her while his cheeks were turning pink. As soon as the hug ended, Vegeta looked down at Bulma but quickly looked away. "Button up your shirt woman!" Vegeta yelled as his face turned red from embarassment. Confused, Bulma looked down at her shirt only to turn red from embarassment too.

Her shirt was revealing her chest. She turned away from Vegeta to button up her shirt. "B-BAKA! No one told you to look at my chest!" yelled Bulma as she turned to face Vegeta.

Vegeta's vein popped out from his head. He was about to say something but the bell interrupted him. "Hmph... Stupid bell. Come on woman I'll take you to class." Vegeta said as he took her hand.

Without thinking, Bulma snatched her hand back and held it to her chest. She yelled at him for touching her until she realized what she did and immediately regretted it. "I-I-I'm so sorry Vegeta. I-It's just that Yamcha almost raped me a-and I-I was so scared..." Bulma trailed off as thoughts flooded her head of what could have happened if Vegeta hadn't saved her.

Vegeta sighed. "Woman, don't compare me to that pathetic excuse for a human. No man should ever do that to a woman without her consent."

Vegeta slowly took back Bulma's hand in his, walking her to her next class.