Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Business Matters ❯ Embarassment and Punishments ( Chapter 4 )

Hi-ho here it's Kermit the frog. Really guys it's not easy being green. Just kidding. But I know I'm red….from all the blushing I'm doing of course. You love me you really love me! I'm all smiles and smirks. OKAY OKAY I KNOW U GUYS AND GALS WANT TO KILL ME FOR NOT UPDATING. But I have some excuses… Senior year has been muy dificil and I'm finally done with all my college junk so I'm basically costing the rest of this year till I actually start college. I also was focusing on my other story Always Hope, which by the way everyone should read (you guys know u like my self-advertising. Lol), and I had decided to concentrate on one story at a time. (See how that worked out. Um. I didn't. ) But what can I say. I tried, struggled, and half the time I failed, but NOW IM BACK. And I kinda sorta remember some of the original plotline so. Go me. Whew! Lol.

 

 

Um, trust me, this stuff would be on TV if I owned DBZ. Yeah I rhyme! Ok I'm stopping now. Read on peoples!

 

 

Chapter 4 Embarrassment and Punishment-:

 

 

Driving up to my highly secure office I punched in the special 7 digit code for access into the parking garage. With the top secret materials we produced, we take no chances when it comes to security.

 

Parking in my spot right next to the doors to my office floor I stayed in my car for a few minutes enjoying the peace and quiet of the parking garage that would be disrupted as soon as I walked into my office. Sighing deeply I turned off the car's engine and reluctantly made my way over to the glass paneled doors.

 

Punching in another 7 digit code I could already here the murmur of voices and pounding of feet of my workers frantically running around getting the office ready for my arrival. I was and still am very meticulous about tidiness.

 

Opening them slowly I was immediately assuaged with persons running back and forth too busy to take notice of me, the one who writes out their checks. I don't like being ignored.

 

Walking slowly and regally through the hall, it wasn't until Radditz himself bumped into me in all his rush that the floor realized that I was here.

 

“Ve…Vegeta! We weren't expecting you so soon.” Radditz murmured alerting his employees of my presence.

 

“I'm sure.” I answered snorting in disgust at his appearance. He had obviously just finished a session with my secretary. His shirt was still halfway unbuttoned and his fly was still open. “Fix yourself up idiot, than meet me in my office in 5 minutes. On time.” The warning was clear, and hopefully his tiny brain would comprehend it. He was in big trouble.

 

Glancing around the office, I grinned slightly at my trembling workers. My temper was notorious and anytime I used it on one of them it was enough to have them scurry back to their mothers in fear and shame.

 

Nodding slightly I could clearly hear the sighs of relief that echoed from their mouths as I continued on to my private elevator. Just as soon as I stepped in and the doors closed, they all went back too work in a burst of adrenaline from the fear that had encompassed them. My reign was clear and strict. I only hired the best and the most dedicated. I only wanted those who would get the job done. With fear comes respect.

 

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A cup of coffee was in order. A steaming hot cup of coffee with a bit of dark chocolate was in order. After all I deserved it. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of almost eight years. Now that I think about it, I can't believe I had wasted all that time with him. Don't get me wrong. The feelings had been there. I had loved him dearly. He had been my first everything. My first boyfriend. My first kiss. The boy I lost my virginity too. Hell, even my first love. But I guess I had always known deep down that things weren't going to work out. It had been unfair for both of us to carry on with this.

 

He had always been so sweet. He had done everything for me, anything I had wanted. But he had a wondering eye. He loved to flirt. And I had let him, cause I didn't want to be that clingy girlfriend. He hadn't at first. Those first 3 years had been magical. We were both young, I had just turned 20 and he 21. I had never been in a relationship before him. I had never had the time. I had been home schooled from the age of two, and when I wasn't studying, I was helping my daddy in the lab. I had no social life. That's probably why I grabbed him up when I had the chance.

 

I never did ask him if he had dated anyone before me. Thinking about it now I'm sure he had. He hadn't been unsure and naive as I had been. He knew how to kiss, albeit he was lousy at it, though my only comparison could be my dear friend Goku, and that had been a totally drunken out of our minds kiss. I never did tell Chi Chi. Not like they had been together at the time.

 

“Uh Bulma? You there?” Speaking of which, I should be paying attention to Goku, not daydreaming about my cheating ex.

 

“Uh yeah Goku, sorry. Just a little daydreaming ya know.” I chuckled embarrassed that he had caught me not paying attention to him.

 

“That's alright. Thinking about Yamcha huh?” He surprises me sometimes with his insight. Even if you knew him, you wouldn't think he had it in him.

 

“Yeah.” I mumbled sheepishly. “I just can't really believe that it's finally over. I mean I've spent 8 years of my life with him. And now I have to start all over. I guess apart of me still wants the security that came with the relationship.”

 

“Totally understandable. I guess that's what keeps me with Chi Chi.” He sighed taking a sip of his coffee. I had gotten him hooked in recent years, still with lots of cream though….Wait. What did he just say?

 

“Wha? What was that Goku? Am I going crazy or did I hear you right?” I perked up moving closer across the café table to hear my best friend clearly.

 

“Yeah you heard right. I just don't know anymore Bulma. Things have been getting so difficult lately. Chi Chi's always on my back about this and that. And she's always complaining that I'm not home enough. Before I had this job she wouldn't stop complaining about how little money we had, and how I didn't do anything to help out.”

 

He was referring to the modeling job I had gotten him. He had been over visiting me one afternoon. It was actually a surprise visit because I wasn't expecting him, and I had my friend Franz Mizbe over for some tea and girl talk. He had showed up in the beloved orange gi of his, without the top part on, wondering if he could train over there a bit. Of course Franz couldn't take her eyes of him saying, `He was the most fascinating and handsome specimen she had seen in a long time.' I had to totally agree with her. I had known Goku since he had been little pipsqueak living in the forest with his grandpa, and he sure had grown.

 

Ever since then, Chi Chi had despised me, saying every chance she got that I had ruined everything. And that her “poor” Goku was always doing this and that and was never home. And blah blah blah. Poor Goku all right. That woman was always keeping him from doing what he wanted. I never did like her. Tricking his poor naïve self into marrying him. Humph.

 

“Bulma. You're daydreaming again.” Goku chuckled softly cause my cheeks to stain red in embarrassment again.

 

“Sorry Son Kun.” Looking at him under veiled lashed I couldn't help notice how good he looked. He had long since scrapped his gi, trading it in for much more elegant clothing, like the dark gray fitted sweater and black slacks he had on currently. He of course would never part with his beloved orange outfit of course. It now hung in his clothes packed closet, with 5 other orange copies he had requested be made when the agency had fitted him for his new wardrobe.

 

“I'm sure everything with Chi Chi will work out in time. She is a bit to clingy and bitchy for my tastes, but hey you married her.” He grinned that trademark Son Kun grin while rubbing his neck in that nervous habit he had.

 

“Yeah I guess. It's just been hard. She's even accused me of cheating, Bulma. I could never do that to her. But she accuses me so much; I almost at the point where I just might cheat. She believes I does anyway, it wouldn't make that much of a difference.” He sighed bitterly taking a sip from his mug. That reminded me to drink from my forgotten drink before it got cold. Kami this café had the best coffee.

 

“We haven't even had sex in the past two months.” Well that instantly turned my sweet coffee sour.

 

“Whoa Goku. Way too much information.” Wiping my mouth with a napkin, I shuddered in disgust at the thought of what Chi Chi and Goku did. I didn't even want to think about it. It was just not very pleasing to the mind.

 

“Sorry.” Chuckling he waved the waiter over. “Can I get an apple Danish, and a triple chocolate mousse cake for my friend.” Cutting his eyes over to me I couldn't but help smile. He always knew what I loved.

 

“You know I always reacted the same way, when you talked about you and Yamcha's sex life” He spoke after the waiter left. Giggling I took another sip, sighing as the sweet chocolate and bitter coffee mixed down my throat to create the most pleasing taste.

 

I didn't say anything for a moment as I watched the waiter place out goodies in front of us.

 

“I know. I always did it for my own personal entertainment.” Smiling brightly I dug into my pastry as he burst into laughter that calmed my soul.

 

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“I'm firing her you know.” I drawled out not looking up from my paperwork. Radditz heavily took a seat across from me in one of my chairs.

 

“I know.”

 

“If you know, then why do you persist in sleeping with every single one of my secretaries? I've had to fire three in the past year.” I snapped getting frustrated with his idiocy. Really, if I hadn't known him for so long, and consider him my best friend, I would have long ago fired his dumbass.

 

“I just can't help it. They're all just so hot.” He started before I cut him off.

 

“Shut up fool. You're lucky you haven't gotten one of them pregnant. And luckier still they haven't sued your ass for getting them fired. Hell, you're lucky I haven't fired your dumbass.” Briskly signing some papers I was reminded of the point of my irritation.

 

“Why wasn't I informed of the power switch between the Briefs?” My furious gazed was centered on Radditz, making him quite uncomfortable. I could see the sweat drops gathering at his high widows peak.

 

“It, uh, slipped my mind.” At that point I was seeing red. I'm quite sure that if I had been a cartoon character smoke would have been coming out of my ears and nose.

 

“Get. Out.” I grated out trying to reign in my temper. I didn't have to tell him twice. He was out the door before I could blink again.

 

Extremely agitated I rolled my neck trying to think of a way to relieve my anger. Grinning ferally I buzzed my secretary. “Mina. Tell Radditz he is to report to my private gym at 1700 hours.” I could clearly hear the audible grown from him as I let out my famous evil chuckle. It was time for some payback.

 

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AN: ahhhhhh!!!!!! I did it! I updated!!!! Oh my. Can you guys believe it. I actually updated. I'm actually quite proud of myself. It took me what? A full year? Wow! Has it been that long? Well, I've found my inspiration again. I plan on starting all my stories again. And I have two new ones in the workings. So watch out. Please review and let me know what you think. Any critiscm is appreciated.