A/N: Next chapter. Just read.
Last time on DBZ...
"You don't know anything about me," She growled. "I've been through much that your perfect little lives wouldn't be able to handle. I know what the real world is like. YOU don't. If you think that yelling at me and listening to those two douchebags are gonna get me to crack and give you information, you are dead wrong. I was going to try and be friends with the rest of you after what happened but I guess that won't do. Stay away from me. Because as of right now, those three in your group disgust me. Now you do, too. " She spun on her heel and hit two people with her ponytail across their face. She unlocked the door and went inside hoping the door would close and lock before the baffoons get in. She have never been cold like that but that's is going to be the last time people tell lies about her and accuse her of stuff. The very last.
It's been two weeks since the encounter. Bulma ignored every except Donia. She loved her as a sister. Bulma watched the days go one and the bruises that Donia had continued and become more serious. Donia had asked Bulma to stop trying to kill everyone when they buliied her. Bulma wanted to fight but relunctantely agreed. Something was going on at Donia's house. Every time Bulma called to chat after 25 minutes Donia would quickly say that her father just came home and quickly hand up. The last time Donia called, she ended hanging up because her father yelled at her harshly.
She didn't have any proof for her suspicions but she always kept an eye on her. Bulma got a call this morning. Her boyfriend was coming home from tour. She was excited. He was the number one famous rapper and R&B singer in the country. Majin Vejiita a.k.a Chris Mane.(a/n: you think that's suprising just wait till he come s by just wait and see ^_- You'll love it) They've been going out for 7 months. He was now 19 while she was 17. She loved him. He always called when finished a concert. She wondered if anyone would raid and stampeed to him once he comes to enroll for six months then leave agin. Hehe.
Maj was very muscular. He radiated power and danger. He was cold and mean to everyone. He can make you flee from his presence once he glares at you. He has flame like hair that was black and has a deep red tint to it. His eyes were so black your could be sucked into it. The freaky part that people questioned was the long dark brown tail he always wrapped around his waist. But when it came to singing he would always smile that would make any girl faint. He was the best. And she loved him for that. He turned her into the strong woman she is today.(a/n: hehe didnt see that one comin did ya...dont worry he IS related to Vegeta.)
She was fidgeting in her seat. He was coming today in the middle of school.
"MISS BRIEFS!" Mr. Satan yelled in her ear, jolting her out of her thoughts. She looked up and glared at him. At of all the teachers she loved, she only hated Mr. Satan. He was a prick. She huffed and rolled her eyes. Before she could yell back at him. She heard the school entrance doors slam open with a force that only one person she knows could do. She got up knocking her desk over and pushed the teacher to the ground, running out the door squealing. Everyone else in that hallway rushed out to what was the problem. By the time the got where Bulma went she was laughing while a tall dark man spun her around, nipping at her neck, and a tail swinging in amusement. He put Bulma down and the students and staff gasped in recognition and the girls squealed.
"IT'S CHRIS MANE!" One girl screamed. They came running. Pushing and shoving each other to get to the couple first. Vejiita held on to Bulma with one arm around her shoulders and tail around her waist. One by one he signed autographs. The blonde cheerleader who bullied Donia mostly came up to Vejiita and pushed her bosom up. She twirled on lock in her hand and ran a hand down his chest. He stared at her in disgust and amusement. He hated whores. He felt Bulma's ki spike in annoyance. Bulma eyes darkened and narrowed into very tiny slits, that you would thing that they disappeared.
"Hey, I'm Natalie," She tried to sound seductive. Key word tried. She sounded like a horse trampled on her foot.
Vejiita's left eye twitched. His tail tightened around Bulma's waist. Bulma smacked Natalie's roaming hand that was about to go lower in the danger zone. Natalie finally noticed Bulma and scoffed at her.
"Why do you have that slut when you can be with a real woman like me," She sneered.
Bulma snorted and said."Honey you ain't no real woman. Your still a girl with fake boobs, a bad dye job and a skinny body. Me, in real as I can get. You've slept with every single guy in this fucking school probably. Why would my man want to be with you. I reckon that he would of left because no one wants STDs." She laughed. Natalie was fuming. She went to slap Bulma but ended up hitting a hard chest, breaking her hand. She looked into Vejiita's dark glare and whimpered.
The group that Bulma totally dislike since the incident came up. The guys looked shocked while the girls were squealing. They came up for autographs. They looked at Bulma but she just ignored them, looking at her nails with a bored look on her face then giggle when she felt Vejiita's tail caress her stomach.
"Bulma, you know Chris Mane in person and never told us," 18 asked. Bulma just kept silent, wondering if she should get another tribal tattoo with Vejiita's name in the middle. Vejiita nodded at the staff to get the other students away but kept the group there. He looked at each of them with hard eyes. When he land on Vegeta, his eyes went wide then he smirked internally. So that's where his baby brother went after he was sent away when he was little when Frieza attacked. Luckily the saiyans came luck and destroyed him, managing to keep his planet intact. He came here 3 years ago to look for him then got bored. Going into the music business was a challenge and he took it. Then he met Bulma. He loved her but he would never say that. She may not be his real mate and they both knew that. He looked at Bulma and tugged on her shirt when she didn't answer the blonde girls question. She looked up at him in curiousity and question. He nudged his head at the blonde and watched as Bulma snort and shake her head.
Bulma pulled on his black wifebeater and motioned for the door. He nodded but turned back at the crew and threw his paper with Bulma's address on it, scowling."I'm gonna have a party at her house underground. Bring friends if you want." He said in a deep voice that made people swoon. He covered his sensitive ears when they screamed again. And shook his muttering incoherent things about "loud banshees.." He picked Bulma up by his tail and left arm and walked away while Bulma laid back a little.
The gang watched as Bulma and Chris walk away. They were trying to get Bulma to open up to them. It never worked. School was finally over and they went to the parking lot.
"Since when did Bulma know Chris M," Yamcha yelled."Ive known her longer and she never told me about him!."
"Yeah I want to find out about that too," ChiChi murmured.
"Damn the man can glare," Krillen exclaimed. "He makes Vegeta glare go to shame!"
"Yeah." The said in unison, except Vegeta who humphed.
"Hey didn't you notice that he looked like Vegeta but older," Goku questioned.
"Yeah I have seen the uncanny resemblance between them," 18 agreed.
They just dropped the subject and went home to get ready for the party that started at 8. The time ticked by and it was time for the party. They drove to Bulma;s house to hear and feel the sound of the beat through the car. It looked like the whole neighboorhood went there. They went to the back yard to see a large shed that people were filing into. When they got in they heard the first music that someone said come on. The space was huge to fit hundreds of people. Their was a boxing ring in the center and slabs of cement in a perfect large squares for people to dance on. Behind that was two floors that wrapped the whole way. There was cages everywhere with girls dancing in them. A lot of muscular men with their shirts off and tattos showing. Girls that wore either bikini tops, stomach shirts, tank tops, very short skirts, shorts, fish nets. But mostly they wore only black or silver high heeled boots. They immediately started dancing. They haven't seen Bulma or Chris anywhere. Thats when the second song came on and they heard a motorcycle roar in the backround. Christina Aguilera "Dirrty".
Bold- Vejiita Regular-Bulma Bold Italics- Bulma's backup Italic-Vejiita's One backup
Ah, dirrty (dirrty)
Filthy (filthy)
Nasty, you nasty (yeah)
Too dirrty to clean my act up
If you ain't dirrty
You ain't here to party (woo!)
Ladies (move)
Gentlemen (move)
Somebody ring the alarm
A fire on the roof
Ring the alarm (and I'm throwin' elbows)
Ring the alarm (and I'm throwin' elbows)
Ring the alarm (and I'm throwin' elbows)
They see the bike roll out of room in between people and stop at a cage. The helmet was blocking the girls face. You could easily see Vejiita with a small mic attached to his ear and he started singing with the girl. She had on a black bikini top with a red jacket that went to the top of her chest and long sleeve. She have on very small black skirt with a chain and under that was the bikini bottom which was also black and had red flames on it. Her boots came knee high and the heels look like 4 or 5 inches and she had fingerless black gloves. When the cage came down on the ring 5 of Bulma's girl friends and one that the gang knew came out on the ring and started dancing. The girl took off her helmet and they did a double take. It was Bulma. She had black streaks in her hair and dark mascara with a hint of lipgloss. She was the second singer most guys and girls came over to watch them dance and dance along with them.
Uh, Let me loose
Oh, I'm overdue
Give me some room
I'm coming through
Paid my dues
In the mood
Me and my girls gonna shake the room
DJ's spinning (show your hands)
Let's get dirrty (that's my jam)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweat until my clothes come off
It's explosive, speakers are pumping (oh)
Still jumping, six in the morning
Table dancing, glasses are crashing
No question, time for some action
Temperature's up (can you feel it)
About to erupt
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise
Want to get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Want to get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat dripping over my body
Dance and getting just a little naughty
Want to get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
They got off the ring and started dancing on the high squares that was near it. They were staring at Bulma in shock. They never new she could sing that well or dance that good. The girls started to feel self-conscious about their apperances. The girls had short dresses and heels and the guys just wore jeans, hightops and button up shirts. They felt out of place a little.
Ah, heat is up
Ladies, fellas
Drop your cups
Body's hot
Front to back
Now move your ass
I like that
Tight hip huggers (low for sure)
Shake a little somethin' (on the floor)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweat until my clothes come off
Let's get open, cause a commotion (ooh oh)
We're still going, eight in the morning
There's no stopping, we keep it popping (oh)
Hot rocking, everyone's talking
Give all you've got (give it to me)
Just hit the spot
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise
The girls and Bulma hopped off and got their partners . Some of the guys made everyone spread out so they can have space to dance. Bulma was by herself for now.
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Want to get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Ooh sweat dripping over my body
Dance and getting just a little naughty
Want to get dirrty (oh, oh)
It's about time for my arrival
Two random Girls started fighting in the ring. With each beat came one girl that was victorious, she punched the girl in the face.
Here it comes, it's the one
You've been waiting on
Get up, get it rough
Yup, that's what's up
Give it just what you love
To the maximum
Uh oh, here we go (here we go)
What to do when the music
Starts to drop
That's when we take it
To the parking lot
And I bet you somebody's gonna
Call the cops
Uh oh's, here we go (here we go)
Oh oh oh, yeah yeah
Bulma then got two guys to sandwich her. One had braids that was short to his chin pushed back with a red button up shirt which was wide open, that was opened showing his abs and camoflauge army panys with black sneakers. The second had a dark blue hat that covered most of his hair. He had already had no shirt on and black sweats with black sneakers. They both also had black fingerless gloves. The three started grinding on each other.
Yo, hot damn, Doc and Jam like a summer show
I keep my car looking like a crash dummy drove
My gear look like the bank got my money froze
For dead presidents I pimp like Huddy roll
Doc the one that excite ya divas (ow!)
If the media shine
I'm shining with both of the sleeves up
Yo Christina (what), better hop in here
My block live and in color, like Rodman hair (yeah)
The club is packed, the bar is filled
I'm waiting for sister to act, like Lauryn Hill
Frankly, it's a rap, no bargain deals
I drive a four wheel ride with foreign wheels
Throw it up
Baby it's Brick City, you heard of that
We blessed, and hung low, like Bernie Mac (Bernie Mac)
Dogs, let 'em out, women, let 'em in
It's like I'm ODB, the way I'm freaking
Want to get rowdy (rowdy, yeah)
Gonna get a little unruly (ruly)
Get it fired up in a hurry (hurry)
Want to get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party (party)
Sweat dripping over my body (body)
Dance and getting just a little naughty
Want to get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Want to get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Ooh sweat dripping over my body
Dance and getting just a little naughty
Want to get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Rowdy
Dance and getting a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Let's get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat dripping over my body
Dance and getting just a little naughty
Want to get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Uh, what.
Everyone clapped and cheered at the end of the song. Bulma had sweat running down her back. She grabbed her friends and ran towards the opened showers that had installed and went under the spray laughing and dancing. The mic she still had on ear was waterproof so was her make gang wanting to talk to her came up with their dates. Bulma, who was oblivious to them, just was grinding against the guy she danced with. The one with the red shirt. He twirled her around, then lifted her up above his head then under him, dragging her back up, following to the beat to the new song "Just Dance by Lady Gaga". Yamcha saw how she was so carefree with the guys she probably knew. He was the one who tapped her to get her attention.
Bulma felt someone tap her shoulder so she turned still dancing with her friend, Johnny, and saw her 'so called friends/group', standing there. She almost snorted. What they were wearing was something she would wear at a club but at her type of parties, everyone she knew, which was everyone her house, always wore short skirts, shorts, bikinis, and very revealing stuff when it comes to her party. She thought that in the invitation that Vejiita gave them would explain them. Oh well."What do ya want," She sighed.
"Um...this is a cool party you have, babe," Yamcha smiled, hoping to butter her up.
Bulma's expression was indifferent."Don't call me babe." She said in a flat voice." And you didn't answer my question."
18 jumped in."I know you don't want to talk to us..."
Bulma snorted and muttered under her breath."That's an understatement."
18 continued anyway."But we do want to know why you hate us right now?"
Bulma looked at her with cold eyes and nodded her head at Yamcha and Vegeta,"Why don't you ask those bafoons the real truth," Then she narrowed her eyes."Than I'll tell you why I hate you all right now because you people are just like others. People who jump to conclusions when they don't know the fucking facts or listen to anyone else's view and judges them so quickly." They jumped back from the hostility from her voice except for Vegeta."So why don't ya just leave me alone and get your heads outta ya asses because unlike all of ya, I know how to get the truth outta my victims" Bulma snarled in a dark deadly voice. She tugged on her friends hand, who had stop dancing to listen in on the conversation,"C'mon Johnny, we gotta fiind Kat."
They watched as the duo walk away from them, but not before Johnny turned around and flip them the bird and mouth 'clueless judgemental assholes'.
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