Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Clueless-DBZ style ❯ Rollin with the saiyans ( Chapter 4 )

Clueless, DBZ style
I do not own DBZ or the rights to the movie Clueless owned by paramount pictures.




*So ok, this party is getting lame. I have to get 18 and Trunks together soon before the police come and break up the party or ChiChi decides to murder Goku in cold blood. Which ever comes first. Now where did she go now? Ugh no way! She's hanging out laughing with Goten again. Will she get over that loadie? He's just a stupid Saiyan that's always high.*

"18, I need you." Bulma marched over and grabbed 18 by the arm trying her best to get her away from Goten.
"Ok, later Goten." Goten waved and watched them walk away quickly into the crowd.
"Look, Trunks is over there. Here dance with me we'll get his attention." Bulma said quietly as she started to dance. 18 looked around and started to dance along with her not paying attention to other party goers until she was belted in the head by a full beer can knocking her to the floor.
"Oh my god! 18! Trunks help me please!" Bulma yelled trying to get 18 off the floor. Trunks got up from where he was and scooped 18 off the floor and followed Bulma to the kitchen with her. Bulma cleaned off the counter quickly sending chips and beer to the floor.
"Here, put her here." Trunks laid her down on the counter as Goten came running in after seeing what happened in the other room.
"Here you should use some ice." Goten grabbed a towel and grabbed a handful of ice from a beer cooler.
"No! Goten we've got it all under control."
"18, are you ok?" Goten leaned in to look at the nasty bump forming on her forehead.
"Goten, 18 would have wanted you to enjoy the party. Now shoo!" Bulma pushed Goten out of the room and ran back to 18.
"If it's a concussion, you have to keep her conscious ok? Ask her some questions or something."
"18, who's the queen of Temia?"
"Trunks! Stuff she knows!" Bulma shrieked. 18 shook her head looking pretty dazed she sat up and ran her head straight into a light hanging above the counter.
"Shit." 18 grabbed her head.
"Some bump you've got there." Trunks said looking her head over.
"Yeah, shit it hurts."
"Yeah? You ready to go back out there and show them how to really party?"
"Yeah, I am I think."
"Alright. Are you sure? Can you do this? Rollin' with the Saiyans." Trunks sang doing a little dance.
"Rollin with the Saiyans." 18 sang back in a beautiful voice imitating Trunks' dance.
"Yeah, let's do it. You're ready." Trunks grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her down off the counter and lead her back to the party.

*I had to give myself snaps for all the good deeds I was doing. It was so great! Love was everywhere. Well besides ChiChi and Goku for the moment. Even though I was alone, I was really happy for 18. It's like that book I read in ninth grade that said, "Tis a far, far better thing doing stuff for other people." What book was that anyways? At least I wasn't the only one alone. Vegeta the barbarian didn't have anyone either. Not like some girl would go out with him anyways. Ugh I need some air.*

Bulma walked out of the house and to the pool area out back completely disgusted with the people making out or puking all over the place. Her cell phone rang and she answered it fast thinking it was ChiChi.
"Hello?"
"Do you know what time it is?"
"Daddy? You know a watch really doesn't go with his outfit."
"Where are you?"
"Uhhh, just having a snack with my girlfriends." Bulma quickly lied to her Dad. He would completely go off the deep end if he knew she was in the Valley.
"Where the hell at Iraq?"
"Is that anywhere near the Valley?"
"Bulma I expect you to walk in this door in twenty minutes young lady."
"Oh, well it might take longer then that Daddy."
"Everywhere in Satan City takes twenty minutes." He hung up leaving Bulma stunned.
"Shit i'm so dead."

"I'm sorry to make you leave, but ChiChi is going for the best dramatic actress aware at the Val party." Bulma sided to 18.
"It's ok. I just hope she doesn't kill Goku."
"Hey Krillin."
"Hey Bulma, pretty random fiesta. Need a ride home?"
"That'd be great! Thanks I'm kinda stuck here.
"No I got it." Trunks yelled out as he came out the front door.
"Well, I'm going below Chestnut and Lindon." Krillin announced.
"Oh, that's right near me! I'm um, above Cheyanne"18 blushed.
"Great, then 18 you go with Krillin and Bulma you'll come with me."
"Actually, you could take Chestnut to Cannon, and that turns into Benedict." Bulma stated.
"well, then he'd have to go back south and I'm already going north."
"But Trunks you could take 18 on your way up to Sunset. Yeah that's the ticket."
"That doesn't make any sense! I'd have to get off the freeway. I really hate that. 18, go with Krillin, Bulma you'll come with me." Trunks grabbed Bulma and drug her away to his car.

*Well that didn't turn out the way it was suppose to happen. Trunks can be an ass sometimes. I hope 18 isn't upset. I'll call her later and see how she's doing. Damn that reminds me. I should really call ChiChi's ass and make sure she didn't kill Goku. I would hate to see her suffer in those ugly little prison outfits. Those are so not her style.*

"Didn't 18 look cute tonight? I really love her hair when it's all-wild, you know? But it's also very pretty when it's all up with that curly tendrils like in that picture I took of her." Bulma asked Trunks who was singing along to some song and failing miserably.
"You know you're one of my best friends and I do not have friends that are girls."
"Well I'm glad, because you happiness means a lot to me Trunks."
"It does?"
"Sure, I mean I saw how hard your break up with Marron was."
"Yeah, I think we both know what it feels like to be lonely."
"Whatever. The thing is, is that I'd really like to see you settled already.." She was cut off when Trunks pulled into a convenient store parking lot.
"Hey where are we going?"
"I knew it, I knew it!" Trunks exclaimed as he stopped his car and leaned in towards Bulma.
"Ooooh, you knew what exactly?"
"That you were totally sprung on me."
"Hello? Don't you mean 18?"
"18? What's she got to do with this?"
"Well you do have a picture of her in your locker dufus."
"I have that picture you took in my locker."
"Ohh I'm having a twilight zone experience here."
"I knew it, I knew it when you kissed me."
"Hello!?!? Suck and blow is a game Trunks. You're the dumb baka that let the paper drop." Trunks leaned in towards her again as Bulma started to fight him off.
"Stop it! Don't you dare touch me!"
"Fine! You know, I don't get you Bulma. I mean you flirt with me all year."
"God as if! I have been trying to get you and 18 together.
"18? Why would I go with 18?"
"Why not?"
"Why not? WHY NOT? Don't you even know who my father is?"
"Damn you're a snob and a half."
"Bulma listen to me, me and 18, we don't make any sense right? Me and you, well makes sense." Trunks tries again to get a hold of Bulma as she struggles away from him.
"Damn it cut it out!"
"C'mon Bulma."
"No stop it!" Bulma threw open the car door and climbed out quickly to escape Trunks' groping hands.
"Bulma! Where are you going? You're only hurting yourself here baby. C'mon, you're gonna walk home? Would you get back in the car please? Get back in the car." Trunks tried to coax her back but she kept walking.
"Leave me alone!"
"Fine be that way." Trunks pulled away tires squealing.

*Shit, this not cool. Daddy is going to be calling out a posse on my ass if I'm not home in ten minutes. Damn and I can't walk in these damn shoes.*

Bulma pulled out her cell phone from her purse to call a cab company.
"Hello, Valley information."
"Yeah, do you have the number of a cab company?"
"Which one would you like miss?"
"I don't know which one. What do you have out here?"
"Valley Cabs..." Bulma lowered her phone when a man pressed a gun to her head.
"Hand it over now! Give me the phone, and bag too. C'mon! Alright, no uh get down on the ground face down."
"Oh no, you don't understand. This is an Elijah original."
"An a what a?"
"It's like a totally important designer."
"And I will totally shoot you in the head. Get down." Bulma whimpered as she dropped to the ground crying.
"Alright, count to a hundred." The man took off running in the other direction leaving a tear stricken Bulma laying on the ground crying.

*The evening had turned into a royal disaster. Sexually harassed, robbed. I didn't know the number to the party, so I couldn't call ChiChi and Daddy would kill me if he knew where I was. That left just one person left to call, and I really don't want to call him. Shit how embarrassing.*

"Vegeta, you busy?" Bulma sniffled into the pay phone.
"Who is it?" A female's voice asked in the background.
"It's Dr. Briefs' daughter." Vegeta huffed.
"So ok, I was at this party and my designated driver tried to attack me, so I got out 'cause we'd stopped, and then he drove off and deserted me, and then this guy with a gun held me up took my money and my phone, and he yelled at me and forced me to ruin my dress." Bulma cried over the phone.
"Ok, ok. Look um. Where are you?"
"Sun Valley."
"Man you owe me big time Bulma." Vegeta growled and hung up the phone.

*Great! I'm riding in a car with none other then Vegeta and some lame-o chick that keeps babbling on about some book or something.*

"The man is ridiculous. He doesn't have one unique thought in his little puny brain." Casey babbled on and on.
"I think there's some merit in learning the form straight off."
"Oh, Vegeta, please. He's taken our minds at the most beckoned point, and restrained them before they've wandered through the garden of ideas. It's just like hamlet said, "To thy own self be true."
"Ah, no, um Hamlet didn't say that Casey."
"Bulma, I think that I can remember Hamlet accurately." Casey hissed at her. Vegeta just frowned as he continued to drive.
"Well, I remember Mel Gibson accurately, and he didn't say that, That Polonius dude said it." This earned a laugh from Vegeta, and a dirty look from Casey.
"I'm going to walk Casey up to her door. Stay out of trouble and don't touch anything." Vegeta growled. Bulma watch Vegeta get out of the car and up to Casey that stood by her door. The kissed for a minute before they both kinda smiled to each other.

*Ewww, my life is turning into a bigger disaster then the Valley party. The rest of the ride home was a quiet one. I'm surprised he kept his insults to himself as she dropped me off. I wasn't in the mood to put up with his bullshit anyways. Just look at my new outfit. It's totally ruined. Damn What am I going to tell 18 and ChiChi about Trunks? He's a total loser in my books now. God, why do you hate me so much?*