Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Always Hope ❯ Explosive Emotions ( Chapter 5 )

AN: Well hello there! I'm back after a really busy end of school year. Prom. Senior Week. All this stuff. But I've finished this chapter. It's longer than all the rest. And it's starting to answer some of those forever puzzling questions. I'm so proud of myself! I hope you like it. To those of you who still read my story. Thanks. On with the story.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except the unimportant ones and Star who is based off a dear friend and fellow fanfiction writer. All ownership belongs to very rich people who can sue but choose not to because they are nice and have nothing to gain from suing broke lil ol me.

 

Always Hope:

Chapter 5: Explosive Emotions

 

She watched eerily calm as tears splashed down into the gray sink of the school's girl's bathroom. Sighing bitterly she wiped away the tears that had left a streak on each cheek of her face.

Fate had it in for she decided. One bad thing after another kept happening in her life. She was barely escaping depression as it is. And this just made things worse. And she had thought things were looking up. What a crock.

It had happened after she had left History class. It was boring as usual. She wasn't much of a History person, much preferring the Sciences. Anyway. Class had been boring but she had spent her time cracking jokes with Goku and passing notes with Vegeta. It was amazing how fast her and Vegeta had become friends. It was sort of surreal.

Anyway, when the bell rang the three of them were the first out of class and she hightailed it right for her locker so she could exchange her books for lunch. She had been feeling extra good today. Her friends wouldn't abandon her and she even had a party to plan. All and all she was getting back to her old cheerful self.

Throwing in her books she had slammed the locker ready to go to the lunchroom. But Goku had noticed something fall out of her locker. Some paper or something. She didn't think anything of it when picking it up. But that quickly changed when she actually saw what it was. It was a picture of her and her first and only boyfriend Andrew.

He had been her first and only. The one she had put her trust in. Told all her secrets too. She had given herself to him; body, mind, and soul.

She had loved him that was for sure. And she had believed that he had loved her. She was so sure. But then she walked in.

 

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(outside the girl's bathroom)

 

“Kakarott, she's been in there for 15 minutes. She's not coming out.” Vegeta stated leaning against the wall.

“I know and we only have a half hour before lunch ends. I'm really hungry and those lines for food are so long.” He replied a large grumbling in his stomach agreeing with him.

“Stop thinking with your stomach baka. This is getting ridiculous. I'm going in there to get her, girl's bathroom or not.” Vegeta growled getting off the wall ready to go in and drag Bulma out.

He had to admit to himself that he was interested to know what had happened between Bulma and his old teammate Andrew. He had known they had gone together but he hadn't looked into the details of why they were no longer together. At the time he could have cared less, but now…well Bulma was a “friend” of his. Well, he knew she saw him as a friend anyway.

Sighing slightly he glanced back at Goku who was chewing his cheek in apprehension. Forcing a mask of indifference on his face he stilled himself for whatever scene he would happen upon in the bathroom he was about to enter. Pushing the door in slightly he winced.

 

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Bulma had been so far gone into her own thoughts that she had failed to realize that she had been in the bathroom pitying herself for a good 20 minutes. She did not however fail to see the door open slightly.

“GO AWAY!” Wailing slightly she quickly got to her feet and went to the sink to wipe the traces of moisture from her face. No need for her friends to think that she couldn't keep it together.

Vegeta sighed again (he's been doing that a lot lately, hmm wonder why?) before fully entering the bathroom. He took notice of the pink tiled walls and soft lighting before directing his attention to the person standing over the last sink dosing her face with water.

“Woman.” Vegeta started quite unsure of what to say. Bulma's head snapped up quite surprised that Vegeta of all people was in a girl's bathroom and had come to retrieve her. She had to admit that was a little touched not to mention a bit suspicious.

“Hey Vegeta. What are you doing in here?” She tried to sound as casual as possible but failed horribly when her voice cracked.

“Kakarott came looking for you after you ran off. I just tagged along.” Of course he wouldn't let her see that he actually cared. He had a bad boy reputation to uphold here!

Of course Bulma saw right through it and couldn't help but smile, though it came out more as a grimace. He could be really sweet when he wanted to. And she had always thought of him as a chauvinistic prick. Funny how things worked out.

While Bulma had been pondering these thoughts Vegeta had slowly and cautiously made his way over to her. He had watched as a mirade of emotions had crossed her face in seconds. He couldn't but help be drawn into her. He could tell she needed comfort and companionship. Someone to trust just like he had felt when he had been in a situation like this. Well not like this since he actually didn't know what had happened with her but you get the point.

Glancing up Bulma gasped when she noticed how close to her Vegeta now was. He stood right in front of her so close their nose where almost touching. Glancing up her blue eyes locked with his black. She was trapped in his dark stare. Eyes that showed his dark past, his bitterness, his loneliness, his anger, his need…. For what she wasn't sure. But she was drawn to this need because she felt that very same need down in the pit of her soul. And for some reason she felt that only he could quench that seemingly never-ending thirst.

Their lips were so close almost touching. Bulma's eyes slowly slipped closed and leaned in…

“Woman.” Vegeta gasped out slowly.

`So close. If he would just shut up.' She thought inching in closer.

“You look a mess.” Pink-lidded eyes flew opened and narrowed quickly a huge red blush spreading over her face. Bulma opened her mouth ready to retort when she noticed that he was dead serious. Spinning on her heel she went over to the mirror and gasped at what she saw.

Her eyes were blotchy and red and her makeup was smeared all across her cheeks some even on her nose. Not to mention the very bright blush that had spread all across her face getting brighter as her embarrassment rose. Her hair was tousled and frizzed. All and all she looked a complete and utter mess.

And then she cried.

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Vegeta quickly made his way over to Bulma as she collapsed in front of the sink. He got her before she hit the ground. Pulling her in close he waited patiently and calm as sobs racked her small frame.

He definitely regretted saying that to her. But really he had no choice. They were about to kiss for Kami's sake. He didn't want to do anything with her that she would later regret her being vulnerable and all. Don't get him wrong. Bulma's hot. No not just hot but beautiful, clever, down to earth, fiery and stubborn. He could go on and on.

Who was he kidding, he had thought she was the most beautiful thing moments ago, no matter how bad she looked. Her eyes were bright with unshed tears and her cheeks rosy with embarrassment. She was beautiful even with all the smeared makeup and he knew it. He just wasn't ready to tell her that.

He'd be crazy not to want her, and he did. Right?

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he stroked her back soothingly waiting for her sobs to finally stop. Vegeta is definitely not one for many words so he chose to remain silent lest he fuck everything up by saying something because he was nervous.

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“Hey Goku!!” Krillen yelled running down the hall along with Star towards his friend. “Why are you still here? You're usually the first person in line and when you weren't I figured something had to be up.”

“Yeah and where's Bulma and Vegeta?” Star added stopping right next to Goku.

“Oh well Bulma's been in the bathroom all this time. She freaked out after she picked up some picture of her and Andrew, you know that guy.

“Yeah the amazing lacrosse player who went off to Johns Hopkins to play. Yeah Yeah don't remind me.” Star cut in waving him on to continue.

“Well yeah him. I know they dated and everything, but I didn't think that it was anything big.” Goku stated scratching the back of his head uncomfortably. “After she saw the picture she ran in here and me and Vegeta were waiting for her to come out. When she didn't Vegeta went in, that was about 10 minutes ago, and then you guys came.

“Hey Krillen. You and Bulma are bestfriends, right? What happened between her and Andrew. It must have been something big for her to react like that just after seeing that picture.” Goku asked.

Krillen who had been silent through this sighed heavily tugging his black locks figuring out what he should do.

“Um guys I think that Bulma should tell you that on her own time. I wouldn't want to tell you guys anything if Bulma isn't ready too herself.”

“Yeah I guess it wouldn't be fair for you to tell us something Bulma didn't want us to know. She'd get pretty mad and that's one person I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of her temper.” Goku laughed taking a spot against the wall next to Star.

“Yeah sort of reminds you of Vegeta doesn't it.” Star chimed in laughing with the guys. This time last year she hadn't even imagined standing in the same area as Goku Son, all star athlete and untouchable hunk. And she had always thought Krillen was a bit short and dorky, specially with those 6 dots he had had tattooed onto his head. But Bulma and him had been bestfriends so she put up with him for her benefit. But now all of them were getting along like they had known each other for years. Funny how people come together based on one person impacting their lives.

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Bulma slowly raised her head from Vegeta's chest getting up to wipe her nose with a tissue.

“I'm sorry you had to see that. I'm not usually this emotional.” Bulma murmered softly turning to face Vegeta who had stood up.

Unsure what to do he simply shrugged crossing his arms over his chest uncomfortably. He still couldn't get over the fact that he had almost kissed her. Of course he was overlooking the fact that she had readily reciprocated the kiss, if it had gotten that far.

“I'm sure that was such a turn-off, watching some girl spill her guts and cry all over your shirt.” She mumbled bitterly raking her hands through her hair to get out the knots.

“Naw it's kinda hot.” Vegeta said with a serious face. Bulma's face was one of confusion not sure if he was joking or not. That is until he began to laugh.

Kami how she loved his laugh. Ever since she had heard him laugh with Goku when they were freshman she had thought it was the most beautiful laugh she had ever heard. Of course she also thought he was beautiful, but then his attitude always made her think he was a bit ugly. But right now none of his attitude was showing and she was ready to jump his bones.

Breaking out in a slight grin Bulma finished cleaning herself up putting her hair back in a ponytail away from her face. She didn't bother putting any makeup on since she didn't have any with her and she preferred her face plain anyway. Not that it was actually plain in anyway being one of the most beautiful girls in school.

“Alright then.” She said turning to Vegeta. “Time to face the masses.” Straightening her back she walked out confidently. Vegeta followed watching her full hips all the way.

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The three friends turned around quickly when the bathroom door swung open. Out walked Bulma with Vegeta closely following her. From the looks of it, she seemed to be okay, other than her suspiciously too shiny eyes and pale makeup free skin.

“You okay Bulma.” Goku asked first going right up to her and gathering her in his arms. She sighed briefly before easing herself out of his arms. What would she do without friends like these?

“Yeah B, are you alright. You worried me there for a second.” Star butted in getting in front of Goku to check her friend out. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“No no I'm good. I'll talk about it just not right now and not here.” Bulma answered shaking her head slightly.

Krillen simply walked up to her and whispered in her ear, “We'll talk later.” Which she simply nodded at.

During all this Vegeta had taking his usual stance leaning against the wall with his arms crossed gazing at the scene with cool indifference.

“Hey Vegeta.” Goku mumbled slightly taking his position next to him. “What happened in there?”

“Nothing you need to concern yourself about. As you can see Bulma is fine.” He murmured not moving his eyes away from the scene or shall we say Bulma.

Of course Goku didn't miss Vegeta saying Bulma's name instead of his usual woman, but chose not to comment on it, instead storing it in his mind for further look into.

“That's cool. I'm just glad you both didn't loose your tempers or anything. She seems to be doing okay. Whatever you said must have been good.” Goku mentioned. “You always were good at that time of thing”

Vegeta tensed slightly an onslaught of memories claiming him for a moment before he cleared his mind. “Drop it Kakarott. Just drop it.” He growled out.

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Smiling brightly Bulma was reminded just what period this was when her stomach let out a loud rumble. “Hmm. Looks like I'm hungry.” She said to the group. “Guys why don't we head out to the cafeteria and get some grub. I'm starved.” She couldn't but help chuckle at how much she had just sounded like Goku.

“Amen to that.” Goku answered stomach growling in agreement.

Chuckling slightly the group got ready to head off to the cafeteria when the bell signaling the next class period rang.

“Aww man. It's fifth already? I didn't get to eat and I'm starving.” Goku wined pitifully grabbing his stomach.

“Stop your childish winning fool. You'll get food later.” Vegeta snarled smacking him upside the head.

“I'm sorry Goku. If it wasn't for me you would have gotten lunch.” Bulma said head hanging.

“Naw it's cool. Don't worry Bulma I'll survive till after school.”

“Well I'll still treat you. Matter of fact I'll treat everyone. I still have to go get stuff for the party so you can come with and we'll go get pizza or something.”

“Alright! I had forgotten about the party. PARTAY! PARTAY!” Goku shouted jumping around grabbing Star and Bulma along the way.

“MR. SON!!!” Mr. Grauson the assistant principle shouted running up to the group. “Stop that this instance. This is a school not a playhouse. This is a warning Mr. Son. Do that again and I'll have to give you a detention. You too ladies.”

“Sorry sir. Just got a bit excited.” Goku mumbled lowly.

“Always are.” Mr. Grauson murmured tiredly under his breath. “Lets go ladies and gentlemen, time for class.”

Grinning slightly at her friends Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm and tugged him down the hallway towards their Chemistry class. Surprisingly, he let her drag him without a single comment. “See ya later guys. We'll chat more at PE.”

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“Hey Krimlen. Where's Goku?” Chi Chi asked from her corner of the room. She was surrounded as usual with her cheerleading and jock friends.

“Its Krillen. And he's not in this class. He has history with Vegeta and Bulma.” He answered purposely-emphasizing Bulma's name.

“Does he now.” She sneered back clearly unhappy about that information.

“Yup now if you wouldn't mind. Leave me alone.” He sneered back snapping some headphones on and going back to his sketching, missing the mischievous glint in her eyes.

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Screams of anger could be heard coming from the chemistry laboratory situated on the basement floor. Students walking by didn't even chance a look knowing without a doubt the causes of the anger.

“Mr. Ouji and Mrs. Briefs!” The more than exasperated Advanced Chemistry teacher screamed marching over to the fighting pair. “Put that beaker down now!”

“But he stole it from me. I was trying to use it for the base in this ….

“Looks like nothing more than a pot of stewed shit.” Vegeta remarked tugging at the bottle of (insert chemical name).

Indeed Bulma's chemical soup looked nothing more than a pot full of grey murky and suspiciously bubbling stew of unnamable ingredients.

“It is not! I will have you know that this “stewed shit” as you call it, will be the world's next cure for acne. I'm making it for a friend of mine thank you very much.” Bulma snobbishly replied sticking her nose in the air while tugging back on the bottle.

“Really now. All this over a silly bottle. You can both share it can't you?” The annoyed and tired teacher asked quite fed up with the two. She had had them last year for chemistry and it had been a struggle for her not to tear her hair out everyday.

“No we can not.” Bulma replied tugging hard on.

“I refuse to share with this idiot. She doesn't even know what she's doing.”

“I resent that statement. I will have you know that I am a scientific genius and that…” At that very moment the bottle slipped from their hands flying into the air. Like slow motion everyone stopped to watch, some running for cover, while others like Bulma and Vegeta watched with sick fascination as the bottle hit Bulma's concoction with a plump sinking down to its murky depths.

All the students sighed a sigh of relief when nothing happened. They too weren't sure just what Bulma had put in that soup and they weren't willing to find out, scientific genius or not.

“Well now. Looks like I got it anyway.” Bulma said smirking in triumph walking to the cabinet to get her next ingredient.

Of course that was until everyone heard the popping and bubbling of Bulma's stew.

“What the hell?!” The teacher exclaimed walking cautiously to the pot.

“Guys. I think we should get the hell out of here.” Some kid called out. All the students agreed with him leaving Bulma, Vegeta, and a very scared Chemistry teacher to stare at the now bubbling over pot of chemicals.

“Shit Bulma, what did you put in there?” Vegeta asked taking a very cautious step away from the pot.

“I don't know, but whatever she did, we need to get the hell out of here now.” The teacher yelled scrambling for the door.

Bulma and Vegeta both looked at each other, to the pot, back to each other before scrambling for the door. Just as they reached the door the pot of chemicals combusted causing an explosion that rocked the room and left gas spewing throughout the air. All the students and the teacher were on the ground from the aftershock, covered in dust, and coughing from the fumes.

“Holy shit Bulma. What the hell did you put in that?” Vegeta coughed out wiping the dust out of his spiky mane.

“I don't even remember.” Bulma responded shaking her head in a daze. They had come so close to dying.

“Guys, class dismissed.” The poor teacher wheezed before passing out from the shock.

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The group waited solemnly for Bulma and Vegeta to be released from the school's infirmary. The whole class plus all the other classes who had been in the basement at that time had to be checked on, making sure they hadn't inhaled any dangerous fumes. The explosion had effectively rendered that lab room useless until some major remodeling was done. All the lights and windows were blown out. Chemicals were everywhere. So much so only a biohazard team could get in there to assess the damage.

Bulma was more than likely going to get some praise from her father for finally blowing up a classroom. He himself had told her many a story of him blowing up classroom and labs because he mixed a few wrong chemicals. He was quite proud of it infact.

She waited silently as the EMT assessed her condition. She quite hated hospitals and she wasn't a big fan of doctors or any of the medical personnel, but she was dealing. She wasn't anywhere near the point of having an extreme phobia of needles like Goku, she just hated the pasty white walls and the smell of death. And even in this school infirmary, a slight scent of sickness and death lingered. She didn't plan on dying in here. That's for sure.

Sighing for what had to be the hundredth time that hour she looked over to where Vegeta was sitting being examined by a nurse. It was quite humorous in fact watching him being babied by the woman. Bulma was quite sure that this nurse was attracted to Vegeta. She wouldn't be trying to show him her cleavage is she wasn't. She had to be 40 for Kame's sake.

As if he knew he was being scrutinized he turned and looked over and Bulma throwing her an extremely angry sneer just warning her to laugh.

He didn't look to happen with the woman fussing over him and sticking her chest in his face and cooing over his extremely slight injuries. She had taken a good ten minutes just to place a bandage over a cute on his eyebrow. Bulma couldn't help but laugh and laugh she did. Until it turned into a hacking cough at which Vegeta found extremely funny and laughed loudly until his laughs too turned into coughs.

Minutes later both were discharged with a prescription for rest and some medicine, which would flush out their systems. They would have stayed much longer if both their tempers hadn't once again gotten the best of them and scared their poor attendees. Oh well what can you do….

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“There they are.” Krillen exclaimed running to meet the two bandaged and haggled teens who were at the moment arguing with each other.

“Really Vegeta if you had just let me use the chemicals in the first place we wouldn't have had this problem now would we?” Bulma snapped hand on her hip with legs spread in a stance much like Vegeta's.

“Woman, the damn chemical caused the whole explosion. If you had used it we would still have this problem.” Vegeta retorted arms crossed in his defensive stance.

“No! I would have only used a bit instead of the whole darn bottle.” Bulma hissed back putting her face right in his. It would have looked like they were about to kiss if their expressions didn't show such a promise of death for the other.

“Uh guys.” Goku called out timidly. Right now he really didn't want to bring any attention upon himself from the two angry teens but they had to get going if Bulma was still to have this party. And Bulma had promised him food. He was hungry darn it.

“WHAT!?” They both screamed turning their wrath on the group of teens who were at the moment a bit scared for their lives.

“Uh, well. It's getting kind of late. And we're already a bit behind schedule since you were kept behind for a checkup.” Goku mumbled defensively.

“Yeah and um if we still want this party to happen, we need to get going.” Star chimed in shying away from the harsh gaze of Bulma and Vegeta.

“Plus there's no need to bicker over something that has already happened. So get over it.” Krillen finished leaving both Vegeta and Bulma blinking at him. He was hardly ever one to have a backbone, especially not to either of them. This earned him a grin from Bulma and a noncommittal snort from Vegeta, but he did get them to stop arguing.

“You're quite right guys. We need to get moving if this party is ever going to happen. Let's get going. I need to party away this bad day.” Bulma stated leading the way to the main entrance.

 

 

AN: Okay Okay so I answered some questions but created even more. Well the next chapter will hopefully be out real soon. And it will finally answer why Chi Chi and Bulma are no longer friends. And other stuff too. Alright review. Please. Thanks.

 

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