Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Love of Two Women; The Heart of One Man ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

A/n: Hello again everybody! Welcome to chapter two, if you have an comments, flames and/or suggestions place, review or e-mail me at Trunks1995@hotmail.com, LadyBulma24 at ladybulma24@hotmail.com or you can IM us on me: Arachena, or LadyBulma: Kawii Vege Lover Thanks and please enjoy

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The love of Two Women; The Heart of One Man

Chapter two

"Yamcha get the hell off of me!" Bulma yelled as she noticed that the soccer player in the back of the room was looking at her again. "This is NOT the time for that!"

Just when Yamcha was going to ask her why it was not the time for that Bulma's eyes left his. She was looking at Vegeta, one of the boys, no THE boy that played on his soccer team. Vegeta had been looking at her since he had taken as seat in the corner of the room. Bulma blushed as their eyes met over the room. If it hadn't of been for Vegeta he would have been V.I.P. of that year. All he could do way damn Vegeta to hell in his own personal thoughts. As if taking his dreams of being V.I.P away hadn't been enough, now he was taking the attention of his own girl away! That was the last straw!

"Bulma what in the name of fuck are you blushing at anyways?" Yamcha declared as he noticed the dreamily look that had crossed Bulma's face.

He had never seen that look cross her face. Why had she never looked at him that way? It was not fair to him that his own girlfriend wouldn't ever get that feeling about him.

Bulma snapped out of her thought of the boy on the other side of the room. Truth be told the boy at the other side of the room was rather pleasing to look at. His flame-like hair was ever attractive; it seemed to defy all laws of gravity. And those ebony eyes, she could drown in them forever.

"I wasn't looking at anyone Yamcha-Chan." Bulma tried to answer earnestly.

But Yamcha knew it, she knew it, she couldn't hide lust in her eyes. It was too bad that Bulma would never feel the same way about Yamcha.

Yamcha rolled his eyes and decided that it was best that he leave Bulma to her thoughts. He knew that there was no point in their arguing the way they always did. Yamcha simply shrugged and walked away in a saddened state.

As if she noticed the tension that Bulma and Yamcha were having Chi-Chi walked up to them, with a large smile pasted on her face. Bulma smiled as she noticed one of her best friends coming up to her.

"Hey B-Chan I got the photo for the interview you need to do on Mr. high-and-mighty." Chi-Chi said shoving the roll of film in Bulma hands.

Bulma rolled her eyes in response. "I honestly don't wanna even talk to him."

Chi-Chi was perplexed. "You know him?"

Bulma shook her head. "Naw, but I hear that he is so arrogant! He must be. Wait not that I think about it, he's in my Life Skills class."

Chi-Chi smiled at the look on Bulma's face. So her friend had thing for the soccer player, did she?

"Yeah, if you were the star player for the school's soccer team you would be too." Chi-Chi stated nonchalantly.

"Yeah I guess." She paused. "UGH! He thinks he is so perfect because he is V.I.P and he got a girl! I don't even know why he even has a girlfriend!" Bulma huffed. "I've seen her and she is not for him. I mean he is arrogant and such and ass and, and-"

Chi-Chi threw her head back and laughed, it seemed that her friend did have little bit of affection for Vegeta. Too bad Terra was in the way.

Chi-Chi cut Bulma off. "Do I see the bitter monster of jealousy?"

There came a loud huff from Bulma. "NEVER!" She screamed.

Vegeta, who had been looking at her the whole time, laughed. Who was that woman trying to fool? She knew that she liked him, even in some way. It was only at matter of time before he had her wrapped around his finger. But what was he ever thinking? He had Terra, his Terra; she was his woman, not this Bulma person.

"So when are you going to talk to Vegeta?" Chi-Chi asked.

Bulma looked pensive. "Do you think that now would be a good time?"

Chi-Chi sent a glance at Vegeta. He rolled his eyes as if he was too good for her and looked away.

"He isn't with his girlfriend right now, he is totally alone." Chi-Chi pointed out. "When he's with her they're all lovey-dovey and they just don't stop kissing and-"

Bulma balled up her fists. That was just about the last thing she needed to hear at the moment. She couldn't give a small rat's ass about what Vegeta did in his free time. Or so she thought to herself.

"CHI!" She screamed. Chi-Chi looked at her in an odd manner, almost hurt. Bulma gulped back her anger and pride. "I guess now is a good a time as any." The blue haired girl muttered.

Chi-Chi took Bulma's shoulders into her arm. "Then what are you waiting for."

Bulma looked back at Chi-Chi unsure if she should continue. "I dunno, should I really-?"

"YES!" Chi-Chi screamed. "Do it now!"

Bulma was shoved across the room into Vegeta's direction.

Vegeta caught her before she hit the ground, she thanked Kami that he did. Vegeta looked horrified as the beautiful girl was basically thrown into his arms. She blushed furiously as their eyes met quickly. Bulma knew she must have been a sight to behold; disorganized hair and a violent red face. Whatever he thought of her, she knew it probably wasn't good. Vegeta had an annoyed look as Bulma stood up right before him.

Bulma offered him a timid smile.

"Hello, Vegeta Ouji?" She inquired softly.

Vegeta regained his own composure with a slight huff. "What is it to you? And who the hell are you?" Vegeta all but screamed at Bulma.

Bulma backed up two or three steps away from Vegeta. "I-I'm Bulma Briefs," She began. Vegeta gave her a look, telling her to go on. "I work for the Orange Star Tribune."

Vegeta walked closer to Bulma, not letting her get away. "And?"

Bulma gulped, feeling uneasy with the questions and his forwardness. "And, um, I, was told to, to, write a `story' on your soccer career." Bulma stuttered.

Vegeta cocked an eyebrow and walked back from her, allowing her to move. She let out a relived sigh.

"I guess that means that that was your little friend that snapped the picture of Terra and I." Vegeta supposed.

Bulma smiled, yeah that had been Chi-Chi taking the picture of Vegeta and his `girlfriend'. Honestly Bulma didn't know why a girl like Terra, lovely in her own ways, would be with a complete ape like Vegeta. Although Terra and Vegeta might have shared the same personality that did not mean that they were perfect. Or so she thought, even in herself she did not know why the thought that Vegeta was a girl made her mad. Not exactly mad, more upset and confused. She felt her stomach turn.

"Vegeta what the hell is taking you so long?" Came a strong yet feminine voice from behind both Bulma and Vegeta.

The boy in question looked back to see Terra standing behind him, looking rather crossed.

"Where were you Vegeta?" She asked sounding annoyed.

Vegeta did not like the tone of voice that Terra was using. "Woman, who do you think you are demanding my presence like that?" Questioned Vegeta in response to Terra's question.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Vegeta, you told me that you would take a picture with me and the girls." Terra hissed. "Now they left and you didn't show!"

Vegeta looked at Terra blankly, what she out of her mind? He thought that he had told her to wait for him, not to bother him.

"Listen woman, I am busy."

Terra blinked, had he just blown her off? `Oh hell no, not for this blue-haired bitch!' Terra screamed in her mind.

She purposely walked in front of Bulma, blocking her view of her man. Terra was not about to let some pretty little number with a great figure and blue hair. This new girl might have been pretty but she was nothing, nothing, to Vegeta, they had just met!

"Vegeta," Terra said shaking her head. "I don't think you heard me." She muttered trying to calm herself down.

Vegeta laughed to himself mostly. "I did hear you." He began moving to the side so that Bulma and Terra were each on one side of him. "I just was talking to Bulma, Bulma Briefs."

Terra snorted. "You mean Miss 4.0 GPA?!" She screamed.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Vegeta questioned his girlfriend.

Terra had to bite down on her bottom lip to keep the string of unladylike curses she was planning to say. She knew that this Bulma was a bitch, with the highest grade in the whole school; Terra gathered she was a bitch. Bulma, with her perfect face and cute, mystified eyes, looked back between Terra and Vegeta. Terra just wanted to slap her.

"I asked you a question Terra, now answer me!" Vegeta demand of his girlfriend.

Bulma backed up as Vegeta took hold of Terra's wrists and pulled her close to him, roughly. He pulled her close until the point she was breathing on his lips and he on hers. A strand of her green-black hair slid between them, Vegeta shoved it behind her ears brutally. He was in no mood to deal with her bullshit.

"Now answer me!" He hissed.

Terra pounded on his chest. "Why should I? You care more about that whore than you will for me!" She yelled pushing him back and running out of the lunchroom.

By then everyone had seen and heard the argument. Vegeta moaned as he saw Bulma's bewildered and even terrified look on her perfectly calm features. He was ready to keel over with anger, he hated it when people were in his business. As he took charge to scream at them all, Bulma as well, ran out of the room.

"What the fuck are you assholes looking at?!" He screamed. "Nothing to see here."

They all slowly, but in time, turned their heads. Vegeta walked to a corner of the room where he could be alone. He had screamed at not only Terra but everyone in the school. Although they knew that he wasn't the easiest person to get close to he knew inside, he had been wrong to yell like that. Vegeta dropped his back along the wall until his knees were in front of his face then he dropped his head in his hands.

He led a life that was basically perfect, yet in an instance he had sent most of it to the ground burning to a fiery inferno. What was he going to do now? How was he going to get Terra back? And what about Bulma? He just couldn't force himself to forget their embrace the contact of their skin. Her peachy skin against his darker skin, the feel of it, and the heat of it all. Why he had never felt that way with Terra was beyond him, it was just the simple mystery of it all that made it all the more wonderful.

Vegeta stood up as the bell to go to his fifth period class. Then he just remembered, he had Terra in that class. Maybe if someone up there, the heavens, saw fit for him, she would come back to him. But then again, Terra was one of the most stubborn and stuck up people that he had ever met, it would take all of forever to get her back on his good side. Vegeta sighed, what became of this love triangle, only time would tell.