Chapter Two: Long Drive

Bulma yawned as she tried to focus on the road. She tired and she was having second thoughts on going but she was dying to see her friends and that was enough to get her lazy ass up and pack. Now her eyes were trying to close again, the moment the car swerved Bulma's head went up quickly. Several annoyed drivers honked at her and flipped her off. She didn't care she was tired and she was in no state to drive. She pulled over to the side and got out of the freeway she glanced at her GPS hoping she was close to her destination but to her disappointment she still had a few more hours to go.

"Just take a small break." She told herself out loud while driving up to an AMPM store. She refilled her gas then headed into the store. Bulma was refreshed with a blast of cool air when she opened the door. She filled herself a cup of coffee and grabbed a bag of granola chunks.

The blast of air bid her a goodbye when she opened the door again to leave. The air was hot, mixed with the humidity made Bulma want to go to a tub of cold water with ice. The idea was tempting. She got back in her car opening her car door up not sideways like regular cars. Bulma's car was exotic; it was a dark shade of blue that it could be passed as black sometimes. It was a very expensive gift from her father and mother when she graduated from high school. She loved her car but now wanted to rip the leather seating material that was sticking to her legs from behind. She growled knowing she should have put on tights or something to so her flesh wouldn't stick to the black leather. Her upper body was sheltered with a small but very tight sweater that didn't need to have a shirt under.

She placed her coffee into the cup holder and the bag of granola on the passenger seat. Sleep was calling her again and that was what she wanted to do. She slept early last night so she wouldn't have been sleepy on the road but that damn ex wouldn't stop texting or calling her till she put the phone on silent. She made sure to lock the door and rolled up her windows as she took a nap. The hot weather did not bother her when she was drifting into the darkness.

Her head rested itself against the head pad then to the frame of the car door. Her arms were crossed below her stomach and her whole body was tilting to the side. She ignored the world outside as she slept. It was peaceful till she heard large bangs that woke her up. Bulma narrowed her eyes very pissed off at the stranger who woke her up. She turned on her car and rolled down her windows. To her surprised the stranger was not a stranger at all.

"What the hell woman?" Vegeta growled on the other side of the window. "Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"Shut up asshole!" Bulma growled back at him. "I just fell asleep. Is that a crime?"

"Yeah, if you are locked up in a car when the weather is blistering hot and you have the god damn windows up." Vegeta bent down to get a better look at the girl. Her face was slightly red from dehydration, sweat was sliding down from her body, and her eyes were closing again.

"Vegeta, what's going with Bulma?" Crystal's concerned tone came out of nowhere. Crystal's light brown eyes went to the girl who looked she was about to pass out from the heat.

"This idiot almost killed herself." He muttered under his breath. Bulma was already drifted back to sleep then shifted her body in the opposite direction from the couple.

"Hey honey why don't you drive Bulma to the penthouse?" Crystal said the concern not leaving her voice. "Don't say no because look at her. She can't drive under her condition. Plus I got Chichi and Goku with me." She smiled. Vegeta stood up and sighed.

"Fine but call me when you get there okay?" He brought her close to his body and gave her a sweet kiss.

"Sure thing, babe." Crystal left with a grin.

Vegeta returned his attention to the sleeping girl who was on the verge of committing suicide without her knowing it. He opened the door and carried Bulma to the passenger side of the car. He was shocked that her body was extremely hot that he was afraid she would burn him. Bulma was not the type of girl who would go somewhere when she was ill and he knew that. He felt anger rising inside his body. This anger was for her stupidity. He sat her down and buckled her in her seat belt and closed the door. He secretly was happy on driving with Bulma. She never let him near her car, not even take it for a ride. Now that she was unconscious he was not going to let this opportunity pass.

The car roared as he pressed the gas. There was so much horse powers that he started to debate whether to persuade Bulma on letting her give him the car. He knew that would never happen. She loved this car and he can see why. He blasted the AC in the car and Bulma shuddered when the temperature of the car changed quickly. Her body crawled into a ball or tried to.

On the high way Vegeta would always check on her. He would press the back of his hand on her forehead and each time he was pleased. Her temperature was stabilizing. He sighed in relief.

Bulma woke up thirty minutes later fully aware she was in her car. She glanced out at the tinted window and saw the scenery moving. Why is it moving? She thought to herself then her body went stiff. She was on the passenger's seat. She was scared to move her head to see the driver. She had no recollection that she met up with Vegeta and Crystal. She got the courage and turned her head to the opposite direction.

"What the hell! Why are you driving my car?" Bulma shouted at Vegeta making him jump and curse in a different language.

"You were trying to commit suicide and I saved you, woman." He said with his smirk that made Bulma's blood boil for some reason.

"Psh, I'm not that stupid." She crossed her arms not believing him. In honest truth she did not remember anything. She only remembered getting up, changing, then driving, finally going to the AMPM store and that was it. Vegeta had explained to her how he found her but he could tell that Bulma was having trouble accepting that.

"Why were you going when you are ill?" Bulma raised her brow not understanding why he was angry now.

"I needed to get away from school. Plus I wanted to see everyone and visit the beach." Bulma shrugged her shoulders. She desperately wanted to change but her duffle bag was in the trunk and she couldn't take off her sweater because she wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Fuck me." She cursed under breath.

"What?" Vegeta acted like didn't catch it but he certainly did. He felt something strange acting up inside him. His hands tighten on the wheel.

"I said 'Fuck me'. Are you going deaf or something?"

"No I'm not you harpy!" Vegeta shouted but it didn't affect Bulma. She crossed her arms this time under her chest. "Why did you say that anyways?" His voice was calm and curious. Another rare thing Vegeta would do out of nowhere.

"I said it because this outfit is beginning to annoy me."

"Take off that sweater then." He suggested.

"Ha! I wish."

"Why?"

"…Because, I'm not wearing anything under except my bra and I clearly don't want you to drool over my sexiness." She joked, somewhat.

Vegeta stayed quiet, his eyes focusing on the road in front of him. He liked how Bulma was straightforward with her answers but this was not what he had expected. He couldn't tell whether she was for real or joking. He stole peeks at her and could only see the outline of her bra. His face was blank but his mind was giving him small flashes of her younger body. Fuck me. He thought to himself. The strange feelings were coming back and now he wished he fought with Crystal on having her or Chichi driving Bulma.

Bulma and Vegeta were quiet till munching sounds exploded the silence. Vegeta turned his attention to the Heiress who was eating granola chunks. That's when he realized he was hungry too.

"Give me one." Vegeta ordered. Bulma was not in the mood to fight so she took a chunk of the sweet goodness and pressed it against his lips.

"Open." She told him. Vegeta opened his mouth quickly taking the granola from her finger tips. For some reason he wanted her fingers to linger on his lips a bit longer but was relieved when she pulled back not showing anything. It was a simple act with nothing behind it. Vegeta was starting to lose his mind. He knew there was nothing between them so why was he acting and thinking like this?

Bulma fed him several times and each time she returned back to her seat. She didn't mind feeding him since he couldn't do it himself. It was the least she could do for driving her when she was in her sleepy state.

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Vegeta and Bulma were glad that the ride was over but Vegeta didn't get to escape her wrath for making a mess in her car with small chunks of granola that he spit at her each time she dozed off. She popped the trunk when her wrath on the Prince was done and grabbed her duffle bag. She ripped her keys from Vegeta's hands and ran up the penthouse.

Bulma wanted to take a shower and changed. Her first trip was her bedroom and into the bathroom that was attached. She took a quick shower. She sighed deeply finally getting the filth of her body. She scrubbed her body till it had its natural glow. Her hair grew dark when the water got it went. The water was super cold but it felt good in the heat.

She stepped out of the shower and into her room grabbing her blue bikini that was pattered with white swirls. She put it on and adjusted it to fit her perfectly. She wrapped a thick white shall over her bottom half and walked out the door to sunbathe in the patio.

Vegeta was heading up to his room when he saw Bulma stepping out of her room in her bikini. He didn't want to look but seeing her matured body it was hard to look away. She was heading towards the patio in the heat. He wanted to stop her but it bothered him that they were the only ones in the house. Where was everyone? At that moment his phone rang and he quickly answered while entering his room.

"Hey where are you guys?" Vegeta demanded over the phone.

"Goku took a wrong turn and we will be there in an hour or so. Are you guys there already?" Crystal's soft voice tried to put him at ease but he knew how Goku drove. It would be a matter of minutes till he crashed into something getting his woman killed.

"Better make it in one piece." He growled then he smiled a tiny, wincey, bit when he heard her laugh.

"I will my love. I will see you soon." She hanged up and Vegeta closed his phone.

Bulma sat on the couch that was attached to the see through glass wall. She sat in a demure manner watching the waves from the distance of the. The air was cooler at the penthouse and Bulma was glad for that. She rested her head on her arm that was on top of the couch. Her blue hair stuck to her back still soaking wet. She pulled her hair into to a pony tail so her back can have its share of cool air. Everything was just as she remembered the beach would be. The sun glittered on the water, giving the ocean a healthy glow of blue. The fresh sea air made her feel at home. She should transfer to this city, that way she would always be near the sea.

Her cerulean eyes danced around at every distraction from people walking to kids laughing. She smiled as she spied on people from the distance. She got up from her seat and leaned against the glass wall that blocked her way to the beach. She wanted to run on the sand, swim into the deep blue sea, dive into the dark depts. She knew she would do all that only if Vegeta would let her. She knew he wouldn't let her do anything dangerous especially after that accident in her car.

Bulma crossed her fingers together feeling a couple of strands of hair whipping around from the force of the wind.

She felt herself going into her thoughts again and then to her memories. Another memory came of her and the unknown boy. The memory was different from before this time it was at the exact beach she was at.

Little Bulma wore two pig tails that made the tips of her hair spike out from her sides and she wore a yellow one piece with shorts. The boy had his white hair going to the side where the wind was blowing and he only wore shorts. She held the boys hand as they walked down the beach under the careful eyes of her parents. Little Bulma stopped and pointed to the penthouse that had a see through wall.

"That's where I'm going to live one day." Her voice was high and cheerful. The little boy laughed at her. "What's so funny, Frost?"

"You won't live there." The boy's face was visible. He had soft cheeks that always tempted Bulma to squeeze them; his eyes were small but black. He was taller than her by a few centimeters but it wasn't noticeable.

"Alright then, when I live there I will let you visit me." Little Bulma smiled brightly. Frost smirked but the smirk did not fit the youth of the young boy.

"Really?" He lost the smirk when he blushed seeing Bulma facing him.

"Really!"

"Bulma promise me that this will always be our beach? Promise me when we are older we will see each other on this spot. We will come each time we can and tell our adventures and stories." Frost was serious. The young boy did not want to lose his only friend he ever had. Bulma, in an innocent way, placed her head against his, and said.

"I promise Frost. One day we will see each other again and it will be here were we will meet."

"Bulma Briefs, you're mine." The little boy said with a smile taking one of her fingers then giving it a small nibble. Bulma giggled and returned the friendly exchanged of nibbling to his finger.

"Always together," Her eyes beamed brightly that it could have lit up the darkest cave in the world and expose its secrets. Frost grabbed her hands, dragging her towards the waves. Bulma shrieked in pure happiness. The two splashed each other till he tackled her and both started a wet sand war. In the end, Bulma was superior while Frost was wobbling with sand in his shorts for being the loser. In the distance Bulma's parents smiled seeing their only child get along so well with the young boy.

"Bulma is that you?" Bulma turned around to face her ex, Yamcha. She shrugged off the memory and hugged her friend tightly.

"Nice to see you too, Bulma." He whispered against her ear.

"Damn you look good, Yamcha!" Bulma smiled brightly.

"You look good too. How long were you here?"

"Umm I don't know. I lost track of time into my daydream."

"How's that head of yours?" Yamcha asked with a goofy smile.

"Still smart" Bulma laughed taking his hand with hers.

God she missed him.

She didn't miss their relationship but it was the friendship she missed more than anything.

"Come tell me what's been going on with you?" She led Yamcha on the couch not letting go of his hand. He didn't seem to mind. The two caught up on what happened after high school and it made each other laugh when they shared their stories.

Bulma completely forgot about the boy named Frost and the memory as she was busy listening to Yamcha's stories on his success in baseball.

Not long after that everyone else started to arrive and got reacquainted with each other. Vegeta and Crystal were locked in their room the moment she arrived and the girls grinned knowing what was going on. On several occasions everyone went silent and listened in. It was something they weren't use to doing but knowing how Crystal and Vegeta had hot rough sex it was impossible to ignore. The soft moans of the girl and the grunts that came from Vegeta. Everyone would burst into a hysterical laughter only to die down to listen again.

Bulma sat in between Chichi and 18 who both had their arms linked with Bulma's arms. It was comfortable being in their arms. When it was Bulma's turn to share her adventures she told them everything except for that embarrassing event with Vegeta and the window. She was happy to have everyone here and was even happier when Crystal and Vegeta came out of their room showered and ready for the day. The group let out several giggles making Crystal and Vegeta suspicious. Bulma shook her head with a smile.

Vegeta asked, better yet commanded, what was so funny but the group just shook their heads with a grin. Goku went to the kitchen to grab everyone a drink and Bulma along with the girls who were still tangled with her arms followed him. The moment the four were alone they got into their own little conversation. The four had been friends since high school and it's been that way ever since. The four each grabbed two bottles with each hand walked back out with laughter.

They handed everyone a bottle of beer but Bulma went back inside to get herself a large cup of water with ice. She entered the kitchen searching for the cup that would satisfy her thirst. She found it in the third cabinet and filled it all the way with more ice than water.

She walked back into the room and everyone stared at her with concern. What the hell? She slowly made her way back to her seat. She couldn't help but feel exposed. She cursed at the bikini she was wearing.

"How are you feeling?" Chichi's hand went up to her forehead but Bulma swatted it away. Bulma glared at her raven haired friend as she took a drink of her water.

"Why didn't you tell us you were sick?" 18 spoke while her cool blue eyes examined her. For some reason, Bulma felt that 18 could literally see through her with the way her eyes were staring at her.

"I'm fine damnit!" Bulma growled and her eyes glowed darkly.

"Crystal and Vegeta told us about the car." Goku said and Bulma gave the couple the death glare. Crystal immediately looked away from the glare while Vegeta stared at her dead on.

"If you guys are going to start fucking checking up on me don't bother! I'm fine and that's that. I don't need you guys to fucking babysit me when we are suppose to have a fucking good time! But if all of you want to waste your time worrying about little me then go for it." Bulma shot up from her seat swatting away 18's and Chichi's hands away that tried to bring her back.

She had no reason to be that pissed off but she was tired of it. She wanted to have a fun time but now she knew they would make sure she would be okay. She slammed her door as hard as she could. How could they do this to her? Why worry the others when she got better?

Fuck them! She said out of pure anger. Then suddenly she felt sleepy again. She set the glass of water down on her night stand, cranked up the AC, and climbed on to bed drifting into the addiction that her body craved.

This concludes second chapter!
I will bring more information on this mysterious guy in the next chapter!
Can anyone figure out where I'm going with this?
If so shh! (:
Peace peeps!
~Eve