Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Neighborhood Romances ❯ Oh Great, Just My Luck! ( Chapter 4 )

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Hey guys! Sorry this is so late but I've decided to make my own anime so I've been really busy-_-. This chapter, Bulma is in a rush but her car has broke down! What will she do when no one else is home! Well…one person is ;). As always, enjoy!

Oh Great, Just My Luck!

"Vegeta! Vegeta, open up!!" Bulma pounded on Vegeta's front door like crazy. Suddenly the door opened up and she almost fell. "What onna?!" he shouted. It was Saturday at 9 in the morning and he was still tired. The only reason he was up and dressed is because his mother made him get up before she left.

"Can you do me a favor? I'm going to be very late for a meeting so I need a ride!" "No," he said quickly and walked off. "But Vegeta!" she yelled, following him in, "I really need this favor!!" "Don't you have any other suckers to help you?!" he asked, walking up to his room.

"No one else is home Vegeta! They're all out getting things for their projects and stuff, my car's broke down, my airplane needs a new engine, and your mother is gone too! You're the only one left Vegeta!" she followed him up the steps.

"Well that's too bad, isn't it?" he slammed his bedroom door in her face. "Damnit Vegeta, have a heart!" "Who? A rude, obnoxious, bastard like me? How can I have one?" he said innocently. "Vegeta, I can't help it if you're all those things!"

That wasn't the thing to say. "Get out." He said. "Vegeta, look, I'm sorry! Just do this one favor for umm….Vegeta-sei! Yeah!" *crickets* "Look Vegeta, I really need this favor so can you just forget we hate each other? Please Veggie-chan?" she used a cute lil baby voice, awe!

After a moment, the door opened back up. Vegeta had his helmet in his hand and his coat on. "Fine," he shoved past her, "And don't call me that," he sneered, walking back downstairs. "Ooo, thanks Vegeta! I owe you one!"

"More like some…" he mumbled. They got to his motorcycle outside. He unlocked it. "Here," he was about to put helmet on her head but hesitated and just handed to her. "I trust you know how to put on a helmet," he said, looking into her eyes for a split second and in that split second, Bulma could have sworn she saw something…different in his eyes.

"Get on, hurry up!" he said, getting on himself and starting up the bike. "Yeah, ok!" she jumped on and fastened her helmet. "Wait, what about you? Don't you need a helmet??" she asked. "Please onna," he fired up the engine, "I'm a saiyan; protection isn't in our vocabulary(dirty thought O.o)," he shot off.

"WHOA!!" Bulma nearly fell off as he drove off. "Now where is this place?" he asked, going at the speed of light as if he knew where it was. "B-by the bank!" she stuttered, more worried about trying to hold on than anything. Vegeta started going faster.

"Good Kami Vegeta!" she had a death grip around Vegeta's waist. "I know you've been dreaming of the moment where it would be ok for you to touch me but please control yourself," he smirked. "Just can't get enough of yourself, can you?" Bulma sighed.

"Who can?" he parked the car in front of the bank. "Come on!" Bulma jumped off, took off her helmet and threw it on the bike. Vegeta quickly locked it, startled by her actions. "Come on now, get a move on!" she grabbed his hand and ran into the building.

"Why the hell am I going?!" he asked as she drug him in. She went up to the front desk. "I'm Mrs. Briefs and I'm late for a meeting with Mr. Myers! What room?!" "2nd f-floor, first d-door on the r-right Ms. Briefs," the secretary stuttered.

"Thanks!" she turned to Vegeta. "Now after this, I'm going to need to run somewhere else so just stay here. You can go into the arcade! The arcade is great Vegeta, they have this great, blue crystal ball I've been dying to win! So just stay here or the arcade room on the other side of the building or something, just stay please!" she turned back to the secretary.

"Give him what he wants, just put it on my tab! Have fun, bye!" she ran to the steps, figuring it would be faster than the elevator. "Uh…" Vegeta didn't really have a chance to respond.

"Now, umm," the secretary looked at his necklace, "Vegeta. The restaurant and arcade are through that door and all the way down the hall. I'll call you when Ms. Briefs is through." She went back to her paperwork.

`Damn whore. Why should I stay here? She can walk! Kami knows her fat ass needs the exercise!' Vegeta thought, walking down the hall though he knew Bulma was no where near fat. `Crazy slut…'

&&&&&&&&&&&&& ; then! -

"Ok Goku, we got put together for this project and I want to get it done quick because I have better things to do so we're going to spend our morning and afternoon working this, understand?" 18 laid down the laws. "Awe, but 18, we have 4 whole weeks to turn this thing in!"

"I said we're going to finish it and turn it in early!" she yelled. "Shush!" the librarian shushed. "Now, let's get started. This sheet he gave us says I have to ask you these questions and write the answer down then you have to ask me the questions on your sheet. Ready?"

Goku looked down at his sheet and blushed. He knew that if the questions on his sheet were ones he'd rather not ask, then the ones on 18's would be ones he'd rather not answer! " *Gulp* Yeah." "Okay. Question number one: Have you ever had sex?"

`Oh kami…'

&&&&&&&&&&&& then!

"Come on 17, be serious about this and answer the damn question right!" Chi Chi tapped her foot angrily. "Ok, ok, babe, just kidding. Don't get your bra in a knot," he laughed. "Don't call me babe, damnit! Now answer the question, you sexist pig! What is your favorite part of a female's body??" Chi Chi was getting impatient.

"Well it's so hard to choose. Hmm…I'd say the chest, a big one. Nice to touch on when you're making out," he winked. "Hentai," she muttered, writing it down.

&&&&&&&&&&&& then!

"Krillin, come on! Just answer, don't be shy! Where do you think your first time will be?" Messa asked him again. "Uh…" Krillin really didn't want to answer. "In a bed?" "Yeah, but where will the bed be?!" "Umm…in my house…"

"Eh, good enough," Tetris wrote it down.

&&&&&&&&&&&&& ;& then!

"Despite your previous choice, what feature on your girlfriend do you like best?" 18 asked her next question. "Well…do I have to pick?" he whined. "Goku!" 18 warned. "Okay, okay! Uh…her…legs," Goku looked like an apple. "Ah, a leg man, eh?" she said, writing it down. "Do ya have to make it sound so dirty?" he blushed even more.

&&&&&&&&&&&&& ;&&&& then!

"Vegeta?" Bulma walked into the arcade. "Ms. Briefs?" the man at the desk inside waved her over. "Oh, hi James!" "Hey! How can I help you?" he asked. "Did you see a male about my age with long, pointy hair and a biker jacket come in here?" she knew if he came in here, James would know; who could miss that hair?

"Oh yeah! His name's Vegeta, I think. He walked in here, went up to one game, sat there for at least an hour and a half and beat it a million times and won like 10,000 tickets, then just got a bag and left. Oh, and he left this for you. It was our biggest prize. He was about to buy the brand new biker helmet for 9000 but when he spotted this on the top shelf for 10,000 tickets, he told me that's what he wanted *shrug*."

Bulma gasped when he placed it on the counter before her. "After I got it for him, I asked him why because I was a little curious. He told me to mind my own damn business and make sure you got it. He seems nice, just needs a little work on his people skills," James laughed but Bulma wasn't paying attention.

`Oh my Kami… why did he get this for me? I-I mean, he had the chance to get himself a brand new helmet but got this instead. I have to find him…' "Where did he go?" she asked, picking the bag up. "He took a left so I assume he went to the snack bar but I'm not sur-" "Thanks, bye!" she rushed off, not even bothering to let him finish his sentence.

&&&&&&&&&&&&& ;&& then!

"I'm going to ask you ONE more time, hair boy! What was your first thought when you met 18?!" Messa was getting quite impatient with Krillin. "I told you I don't remember! It was a long time ago…" he lied straight through his teeth. "Fine, we'll come back to this question and you BETTER have remembered! Next question Tet," she said.

Tetris looked down at the sheet. "Okay, next. Where would you want your honeymoon to be and why?" "On Earth! Hahahahaha!" Krillin laughed. Messa and Tetris stared at him blankly. "Hahaha…haha…ha…...never mind."

&&&&&&&&&&&&& ;&&&& then!

"Yamcha, shouldn't we be getting to the project?" Nina asked, wiping her lipstick off his face. "Why? We have almost a month. Let's relax," he pulled her back down on the bed. `Yes! This will show that bitch! Right when she falls for him, wam! I'll make him drop her like a sack of potatoes and I'll still have Vegeta!'

&&&&&&&&&&&&& ;&&&&& then!

"Hey Vegeta," Bulma slid on the stool next to him and placed her bag down on the counter. He turned and looked at her for a minute, then turned back to his drink. "…Hi," he said. "I-I got your gift." He grunted. "I like it a lot…thanks."

"Hmpf. Your welcome," he finished his glass of wine. "Who gave you liquor??" she asked. Vegeta looked to his right. Bulma looked and saw three waitresses, waving back and blowing kisses. She turned back to Vegeta with a half smile on her face.

"I can't believe you." Vegeta smirked. "It's good being as sexy as I am sometimes," he slid his cup all the way down to the waitresses. One filled it back up and slid it back. "I swear you're the most conceded person I know," she rolled her eyes.

"I know," he smirked again. She laughed. "You know, Vegeta, you're not that bad when it's just the two of us. Why don't you like being around others?" she asked. "Never liked crowds, never will. I like to keep to myself, if you haven't noticed, woman." "Bulma," she corrected.

"Whatever." "I'm just saying, you should socialize. At least you're interesting," she snorted, looking down. "What? These easily amused humans don't find you interesting?" "What? You do?" Bulma was sensing a little flirtation. "Hmpf, you wish," he gulfed down another glass in one swig.

"Come on, let's go." She got up from the seat and grabbed her bag. Vegeta put down the glass and got up. "Don't as me for anymore favors, woman," he said. "I will and you will do whatever I ask you for the simple fact that I am superior," she said confidently as she bent over to straighten her dress out.

Vegeta sat there for a moment, looking like he was about to give a smart comment back but stopped. "Fine, let's get going," he slapped her right on the ass and walked out. Bulma shot up in shock. "He did not just…VEGETA!!" she ran after him.