Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The One ❯ Mischievous ( Chapter 2 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Hey guys, what's going on? I certainly hope that you liked the first chapter of my newest work. Thank you for taking the time to read my stories, your positive feedback are what inspires me to write, I just leave to hear from you all.

So Vegeta isn't a total ass, well at least not with Bulma. With others he's the same Vegeta we know and love, so don't you guys get worried about that. It's really like any of the Romeo and Juliet stories fabricated after the original. They fall in love and want to be together, but there are always things and people that stand in their way.

In this case, my creative mind is what will come up with all the different scenarios that can happen to them. I wont be too rough on them, so don't get worried. I'll just add the spice that will make this a great story. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ or any of the DBZ characters used in this fanfiction

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Mischievous

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Bulma was thankful that her brothers had gone home the night of the party and had not said anything to her. They had all gone to bed and had been waiting for their father to get the word of where they had been. But so far no one had said a thing.

Goku had yet to give her his brotherly lecture about Vegeta, and he had yet to tell her other brothers. The thought of her father finding out that she had kissed Vegeta wasn't as scary as the thought of her oldest brothers finding out. So she would have to either bribe Goku or find something to black mail him with. Evil yes, but she had to do something.

Well, so far two days had passed and Goku would only send light glares her way. Their father had had him very busy through the weekend, so he hadn't been able to nag at her. Maybe he would take the opportunity to do it at school.

She grabbed the sweater that was worn as a requirement at Orange Star High. At least it was something nice, and they didn't have to wear uniforms. The sweater was dark navy blue with a hood zip-up, with the orange star logo over the left breast.

Really simple, but it was soft and nice. She pulled it on as she ran down to the kitchen to get her breakfast. Her three brothers were already there nearly breathing their food down.

She sat down in front of Goku and he looked at her darkly before resuming his eating. Bulma ignored him and grabbed two waffles and a glass of orange juice was being served to her by the cook.

Bulma was munching quietly on a piece of sausage when Goku sat back and glared at her openly. Turles noticed this and then turned to look at his little sister. She was eating, completely ignoring her other brother.

“What the hell is going on?” Turles snapped, making them all jump because of his volume. Raditz looked at them all and slapped Goku on the back.

“What did little Bulma-chan do to you now, Kakarot?” Raditz asked. Kakarot was Goku's middle name.

Bulma's eyes finally snapped towards Goku's and she looked at him frantically. Goku sighed. “Mavis, will you give us some privacy?” Goku asked the cook. The aged woman nodded and walked out carrying a broom and a dustpan.

“What's going on?” Turles growled again.

Bulma shook her head and looked at all her brother's. “If I fall, you fall with me,” she hissed at Goku.

Goku shrugged. “I left her alone yesterday at the party. When we were caught and we had to leave, I couldn't find her. Do you guys know where she was, and who she was with?” he asked quietly.

“You left her alone after we told you to stay with her?” Turles barked angrily. Goku nodded and shrank a little.

“Who was she with?” Raditz asked. He knew that if Turles went off, they would never know what Kakarot wanted to say.

“Goku if you talk now, I will never forgive you,” Bulma growled as she threw down her fork and napkin.

“This goes beyond our brother/sister relationship. This is your safety we're talking about,” Goku growled. He turned to their older brothers. “She was outside with Vegeta, the young Vegeta, God only knows doing what.”

Bulma closed her eyes and could hear the chairs scraping on the hardwood floor as her brothers stood. She didn't need to see their faces to know that they were both furious. “You were socializing with whom?” Raditz growled.

Bulma looked at them and stared them all down. “I didn't do it on purpose. I just didn't know who he was until Goku told me. He was really nice to me!” she argued in her defense.

“Bulma-chan! You are too naïve for your own good. That guy is not `nice,' he never has been nice to anyone. Had he known who you really were, believe me that he would've never even given throwing you out a second thought. He's self-centered and evil,” Turles nearly yelled at her.

Raditz nodded in agreement. Though he was the most passive of them all, he still had an attitude that could change when he was angry. “Don't be angry at Kakarot, Bulma. If it had been anything else, he would've never told us any of this. But he's right, this is all for your safety. Vegeta could hurt you because he hates this family as much as we hate them,” he said calmly.

Bulma shook her head. Vegeta had been an asshole at first, but then he had kissed her. He had done something no other guy had done. Gosh, her first kiss! She forgot about what her brothers were saying as she thought about it again.

“Are you listening to what we're saying or are you just tuning us out?” Turles growled.

She snapped back to reality and to her three angry brothers. They were angry at something that she hadn't even known she was doing. Well, she could get angry too. Bulma stood, her chair scraping the floor too for dramatic emphasis, and she threw her napkin onto the table angrily.

“I am not a little girl anymore! You guys can't treat me this way! I will speak to who I want and I will socialize with who I want!” she yelled before grabbing her backpack and stomping towards the back door.

“If you don't heed our warnings, then we will have to bring dad into this,” Turles said in a deathly soft voice, but loud enough for her to hear.

Bulma froze in mid-step. Then she slowly turned to look at all three of her tall brothers who were standing and looking intimidating, and she let out a slow breath. “Blab this to my father and I will never forgive you guys for it. See if you will be able to stand me hating you for the rest of my life,” she spat before almost running out.

The three men stood there and stared at the door and then at each other in mute surprise. Their little sister had never spoken to them that way. Turles was the first to sit down and then to speak after an unnerving silence.

“We will have to deal with this problem very discreetly. Vegeta Ouji is not to talk to Bulma again, understand?” he asked the two younger brothers.

Raditz and Kakarot nodded. “Kakarot you have to guard her closely at school. Didn't you say that Ouji is going there too?” Raditz asked.

Goku nodded. “We have some classes all together,” he said quietly. “I just don't understand how she can say that he was nice to her. Do you think that he was doing it to get information out of her?”

Turles thought about it and then nodded. “If you find yourself alone with Ouji, give him a warning. Tell him to stay the hell away from Bulma or we will take matters into our own hands,” he growled quietly.

Kakarot nodded and looked at Raditz; he had an unhappy look on his face. God, this situation was getting harder and harder every day. And if it got out of hand, then they would have to bring their father into this. Then Bulma would hate them forever.

And that thought frightened him more than anything else.

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“Daddy?” Bulma caught her father before he got into his car and left for the office.

“Shouldn't you be heading for school now?” Bardock asked as he wrapped an arm around her small shoulders and pressed a kiss to her temple. He noticed that her eyes were slightly glassy. “What did your brother's do now?” he asked with a heavy sigh.

“I really don't want to talk about that,” she said bitterly. Then she plastered a sweet smile on her face. “Daddy, can I have a car? Its senior year and I don't want to be driven to school by the chauffer, and I don't want to drive with my brothers.”

“Especially when you're mad at them, ne?” Bardock asked as he raised an eyebrow. He thought about her request for a moment. “There is only one condition that I would put to you having a car,” he said.

“I can have a car? Really?!” Bulma cheered excitedly. “Anything you say I accept daddy!”

“That you will have bodyguards go everywhere with you,” Bardock said slowly. He waited for the explosion of attitude and whining, but it never came. He looked down at his daughter and noticed that she wasn't angry or peeved. “Bulma?”

“That's fine. I go out with bodyguards now and I don't have a car. What difference does it make if I have them while I have my own car? I accept!” she cheered.

Bardock looked at his daughter with a mixture of pride and melancholy. She was the mirror image of her mother, except for the color of her hair. Her mother's had been a darker blue, almost navy in its color. Her smile and the glint in her eyes were all her mother's.

Unfortunately, all his children had inherited his volatile temper, maybe with the exception of Kakarot. But the boy had his own attitude too. His children were his life; he just couldn't get by without them, even though sometimes they were the biggest troubles in his life too.

”Very well. I will pick you up today after school and I will take you to buy your car,” Bardock said as braced himself before she jumped on him and gave him a hug. She kissed his cheek and squealed.

“Thank you daddy! I love you,” she said before she let go of him and grabbed her backpack. She waved and ran towards the car that Kakarot was getting into so that they could be taken to school.

Bardock grinned as she left and then checked his watch. He picked up his briefcase and walked towards his black Mercedes. One of his guards opened the door and he got in.

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Orange Star High

Bulma got out of the car without waiting for anyone to open her door. She ignored as Goku called her name and she marched straight into the main building and towards her class. She was still very much pissed with all her brothers, and this wouldn't be like those other times that she got over it quickly.

She made it into her physics class and walked over to sit next to Juu and to her other friends. The blonde girl looked at her. “What's going on?”

“I'm pissed at my brothers. Gosh Juu,” Bulma leaned in to whisper, “They found out that I was with Vegeta at the party. Sometimes Goku surprises me on how smart he can be. I couldn't lie to them so I said that it was true but that he had been nice to me.”

18's eyes were wide. “Did they do anything to you?”

Bulma shook her head as she watched Goku walk in and then go sit next to their cousins and friends. “No. But they forbid me to even look at him. My brothers can be so childish sometimes,” she said in annoyance.

Their teacher walked in about five minutes before the bell rang and the room grew quiet as he put his things down and promptly got down to writing notes on the board.

About ten minutes later, the door swung open and Vegeta and 17 walked in. Bulma's eyes quickly snapped to him and she watched him as he walked towards his seat, not missing the look that he sent her.

Vegeta flashed her a smirk. As soon as he had walked in, he had felt her amazing eyes settle on him. She was even more beautiful in daylight. He sat at the desk that was in front of hers and her friend, and watched smugly as Kakarot tensed across the room.

So, the tall fool was afraid for his sister. Vegeta grinned inwardly. Had he known the girl was Son Bulma before he had met her the way he had, he would've hated her guts. But there was something about her that called to him.

When he had said that she was the one, he had meant that she was the girl that he had only seen in his dreams. A girl that he had thought hadn't existed. That fact made it all the harder to stay away, and he didn't care one bit that she was a Son.

Bulma stared at the back of his head and sighed. He was so handsome; gosh she needed to pay attention before the teacher noticed that she wasn't paying attention. She glanced at her brother and did a double take when she noticed that he was glaring at her.

“Bite me,” she mouthed angrily. Goku made a rude gesture with his hand and as expected, that was when the teacher caught them.

“Do you have something you want to share with the class Miss Son, Mr. Son?” He asked gruffly.

Bulma shook her head. “No Mr. Piccolo,” she replied.

“Well then, why don't you come up here and solve this problem?” he asked as he tapped the board and looked at her pointedly.

Bulma refrained from smirking, that scientific formula was child's play. She nodded and walked over to the board. She knew that everyone was looking at her, and she cursed herself for wearing a short plaited skirt because the problem was high on the board and she wasn't a very tall person to begin with. Her boots didn't have a high-heel either, so she had to reach up to write.

Vegeta watched her backside, he cleared his throat, he meant he watched her do the problem on the board with interest. In a matter of thirty seconds she had written the long way to solve it, and a short way. Though he had another different solution for it too.

Mr. Piccolo looked at the solution and nodded. “Very good Miss Son. If you are solving these kind of equations I would've thought that you'd be in college by now,” he commented.

“I would too, but my father wants me to complete high school like a normal seventeen year old,” she said with a light sniff before walking back to her seat. In the back she could hear Juu, her brother 17, and Vegeta snickering.

Piccolo was not amused. “Mr. Ouji, can you tell me if there is another solution to this problem?”

Vegeta side glanced Bulma and then nodded. He walked up to the board and in the same amount of time it took her he had written down a second solution. “Very good. If you weren't so rebellious and arrogant, then you would be top of your class Mr. Ouji,” Piccolo said.

Vegeta nodded. “But I'm not interested in being top of my class. I just want to get this blasted last year of school out of the way as soon as possible,” he snapped before he sat down.

Bulma looked at him with a small frown on her face. There was so much bitterness in his tone, she wondered why. The teacher gave them an assignment and their first lab project. Thankfully, they all got to choose their partners.

Bulma walked to the front of the class to get some of the materials that they would use, and as she reached for a glass beaker, another hand reached for it too. “Oh, sorry,” she said as she looked up; her eyes widened.

Vegeta flashed her a smirk and held her hand still over the beaker. “Bulma.”

She nodded and smiled. “I guess this is our first introduction, right Vegeta?” she asked.

“And this is the third time we have been face to face,” he said in a low tone.

And that was when Goku decided to interrupt. He pushed himself between them and shoved his younger sister aside. “Shouldn't you get started with your project? 18 is waiting for you,” he said angrily.

Bulma shoved him back forcefully, making the tall man stumble back. “I'm getting sick and tired of your shit, Goku! I don't care what you and my brothers are conspiring, but I want you to stay the hell away from me this next week,” she growled before she took the beaker and walked off.

Vegeta looked after her as she left with a smug smirk plastered on his face. “Hmm, at least one person in your family shows backbone,” he said evilly.

Goku growled and shoved Vegeta back. “Don't talk about my family away!”

Vegeta snarled and lunged towards the taller man and they started to wrestle, almost getting into a fist fight, but other students and the teacher were there to stop them. “That's enough!” Piccolo bellowed, making everyone stop, including the fighting guys. “Ouji, Son, I want you both at the Dean's office now.”

Bulma stomped her foot in despair. Her brother was such a hard-headed moron! She marched over to him and he looked at her in anger. She poked a finger into his chest. “God I hope you get suspended so that dad can wring your neck!” she hissed quietly.

“If I get in trouble because of that asshole, then dad is going to find out that you are socializing with him. I'm getting sick and tired of the stupid things you do,” Goku snapped.

“This isn't my fault!” Bulma argued.

“Alright, break it up,” Piccolo said as he handed each guy a referral to the Dean. “Miss Gero, please take Son Goku to the office,” he said. 18 nodded and walked out with Goku. Bulma stared at Vegeta and bit her lip. Then Piccolo startled her with his deep voice. “Take Mr. Ouji to the office,” he said as he handed her the paper.

Bulma nodded and she and Vegeta walked out together. As they walked down the hall, she fell quiet and didn't know what to say to the guy next to her. Suddenly she found that her hand was being pulled towards the door and they were outside in the bright sun.

“We're supposed to go to the office!” Bulma protested, pulling her arm.

Vegeta nodded and rolled his eyes. “We're just going to take a detour for a few minutes before I get lectured by the dean and then yelled at by my father,” he said flatly.

Bulma smothered a giggle. He walked her towards the huge tree that was in the senior quad. He walked her to the side of the tree were no one in the buildings would be able to see them; the tree was that huge.

“So…… what did you bring me here for?” Bulma asked as she looked up at him. He was way shorter than any of her brothers, but he was still a few inches taller than her.

“I wanted us to talk in peace……” he paused and reached a hand up to ran over her smooth cheek. “My family hates you,” he whispered.

“And mine hates you too. My brothers don't want me speaking to you,” she said in annoyance. “But I think you're cute,” she said as she blushed prettily.

“Just cute?” he asked as he raised a dark, perfectly arched brow.

“Hey I don't know you that well yet. I—“

He silenced her with his lips. Bulma gasped in surprise and closed her eyes at the warm feeling that invaded her senses as she tasted him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed the front of her body against his.

“We should go…….” She murmured against his lips. “We'll get in trouble,” she said as he kept pressing small kisses to her lips. “What are we doing?”

Now that question made him stop. Vegeta pulled back slightly to look at her. Gods, she was a beauty. Her lips were plump and red because of his kiss and her cheeks were flushed, her chest rising and falling as she tried to control her breathing.

“What are we doing?” he muttered. He shook his head. “I don't know, but from the first moment I saw you, I hadn't stopped thinking of you. Now, I can't stay away from you,” he growled before pressing another kiss to her lips.

Bulma moaned softly and pushed weakly against his chest. “I've felt the same, but if my brothers found out……….” she trailed off.

“Will you go out with me?” Vegeta blurted.

Bulma blinked at him, her eyes going wide. “I—I don't know. My father is really protective of me, he would never let me go out with you because of who you are,” she said sadly.

“He doesn't have to know who you are going out with,” Vegeta offered, looking into her big blue eyes.

Bulma thought about it for a few seconds, then her genius brain came up with something. “I can tell him that I'm going to sleep over at Juu's house.” She groaned. “But that won't work. I have guards taking care of me as long as I'm out of the house!”

Vegeta frowned. “Is there any way that you can get out of your friends house without anyone knowing? Would your friend help you?”

“I'd have to ask her and see if we can come up with a way for me to get out,” Bulma said quietly.

He gave her a look and raised her chin so that she could look him in the eyes. “Will you do it?”

“Lie to my father and risk getting my best friend into trouble only to go on a date with you?” Bulma asked with a devious grin. “You bet I will,” she said before she kissed him again.

Vegeta smirked in approval. “Alright, let's go see if I get suspended again,” he muttered as he pulled her along back to the building.

Bulma smiled happily. Though she felt her heart skip a beat every time Vegeta looked her way, there was a feeling in her gut that told her that she would have a lot of trouble with her family because of him.

I don't care, she thought. This was the first guy that affected her this way, though she couldn't say that there were many before him. But there was something about him that made her forget about the stupid family rivalry, or what her brothers and father had to say.

Vegeta side glanced at her again and smirked to himself. Never had he acted like this with a girl before. But then again, no girl had ever been like her. He stopped her before walking into the dean's office.

“This is my private number; you can reach me here at any time. If you need help with anything about our date, then call me here,” he said as he grabbed a pen from his pocket and wrote it on her hand.

Bulma nodded and smiled at him. “I will get something worked out with Juu and then I will let you know so that we can get together. I can't wait to see you again,” she said bashfully. “And thanks for not ditching class.”

Vegeta gave a soft snort. “If I get to see you again, I will never ditch class again,” he murmured.

“You're a sweet-talker. I like that,” she said before looking around to see if the coast was clear. Then she leaned forward and stole as quick kiss from him. “I have to go, I don't want to get in trouble too,” she said as she handed him the paper and then began to walk down the hall.

Vegeta smirked and walked into the office. He handed his referral to the lady at the desk and waited for her to take it to the Dean who was at the moment probably lecturing Kakarot.

A pair of arms wrapped around his waist and slowly moved up. He was about to snatch the arms away and turn, but a voice halted him.

“Hey Vegeta. Did you miss me, love?” A slightly accented voice asked from behind him.

Hell no. He knew that voice almost as good as he knew his own.

She couldn't be back…….

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What did you guys think of this? I hope that I was to your liking, and sorry for the cliffhanger if you don't like them. So, new characters are starting to come in, and I bet that you guys will so not know who this girl is. I mean, which character in DBZ she is.

Next chapter will cover Goku and Vegeta's punishment, who this new girl is, what Chichi has to say about the argument in class, and if 18 is going to help out Bulma. There are other things that are going to happen, but those ideas are staying with me until the next chapter.

I hope you guys have a great weekend and check back this coming week for `Sapphire Flame,' I promise that it will be updated.

Byebye

!Joey!