Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The One ❯ Love At First Sight ( Chapter 3 )

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Love At First Sight

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Vegeta shoved the girl's arms off of him and turned to look at her. “What the hell are you doing here?” he asked in shock. She was an ex-girlfriend. They had a very deep relationship that went way back.

The beauty before him shook out her long orange hair and smiled as she placed a hand on her flawless blue-skinned cheek. “I came back for you, love.”

He scowled and made a face when he noticed that behind her was her cousin, Kogu. That guy had never been to his liking. “You're transferring to this school, Zangya?”

She nodded. “Our father is moving us back here again because he just signed a contract with this Bardock person, your father's sworn enemy,” she said as she rolled her eyes.

Vegeta sneered. “Hmm, I bet father will love to hear that.”

“I just bet he will. So what are you doing here?” she asked as she ran carefully manicured nails down his chest.

“I'm here to see the dean,” Vegeta said as he hitched a thumb towards the door. Just then Kakarot walked out looking heated and angry.

“Thanks a lot asshole, we're gonna get suspended for two days,” he spat before marching out.

“Bite me moron,” Vegeta snapped back.

Zangya raised elegant eyebrows. “Wasn't that Son Goku? Nice,” she said as she wiggled her eyebrows in appreciation.

Vegeta nodded and ignored her comment as he gave her a salute before walking into the Dean's office. He was greeted by man that he had seen repeatedly over the past few months. “I just knew that if Son Goku was here, Vegeta Ouji was near by. Another fight?”

Vegeta smirked. “No, Mr. Kai. But it was close. You know that he and I can't be in the same room without something happening,” he said dryly. “So, what's the punishment today?”

“Two days suspension and a parent conference. I told you already that this school doesn't tolerate trouble makers. Listen to me Vegeta, this is the last straw. Next time you will be on a academic probation. It this continues to happen, then we will be forced to expel you from our school. Now I'm sure that your father is going to be angry enough as it is, please just try to get along with everyone?” Mr. Kai asked seriously.

Vegeta sighed and nodded. “I'm going to try my best.”

“Remember that we are just starting, you don't want to finish in a different school without your friends, do you?”

Vegeta shook his head and tried not to roll his eyes. It was enough that his father was going to lecture him for weeks on end; he didn't need to hear it from someone who didn't really know him.

Mr. Kai noticed the look on the young man's face and sighed. “Go get your things and go home Vegeta. When the two days are up, will have to return with your father,” he said as he handed him a note that he could use to walk out of class.

“Until next time, sir,” Vegeta muttered before he began to walk out.

“Let's hope there isn't a next time,” Kai replied.

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Bulma tapped her pencil on her desk and wondered what had happened to Vegeta. Oh, and to her brother too. Juu had had to tap her shoulder a few times so that Mr. Piccolo didn't notice that she was zoning off.

She took out her phone and input the number that Vegeta had given her before it smeared over her hand. She smiled inwardly and couldn't wait to start planning something with Juu, she knew that her friend wouldn't fail her in this.

Goku walked into the room and handed the teacher a note before getting his backpack and walking towards Bulma. She looked up at him with wide eyes, and judging by his expression, she knew that the meeting hadn't been good. “Can it Goku. Dad is going to pick me up today,” she whispered as he bent down next to her.

“You and I are going to have a very interesting conversation when you get home,” he growled before getting up and walking out. Bulma eyes narrowed and she felt the insane urge to hurl her textbook at him.

She finished her work and walked up to the front to turn it in just as Vegeta walked into the room. His eyes fell on her and he smirked as he passed by her, pushing a note into her hands. Bulma closed her hand over it and made her way back to her seat.

Once he was gone, she put her hands under the table and opened the note. She smiled as she looked at it. 'Call me soon. I want to hear your sweet voice again. Until the day of our date, I will think of your stunning blue eyes.'

Bulma folded the note back neatly and put it into her pocket. “Juu, I need you to help me with something very important and delicate,” she whispered.

18 nodded and listened with wide eyes.

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Bulma was packing her things into a medium sized suitcase as Raditz walked in. “Where are you going lil' blue?” he asked, using the nick name that he had given her when she had started walking.

“I'm going to sleep over at Juu's for the week. Dad said I could because he was going on a business trip and isn't coming back until next Monday,” Bulma said as she threw in her make-up kit. She placed about five different pairs of shoes into the box she was packing and then pressed a button. With a loud `poof' it closed down and when the smoke cleared, it was a capsule.

“Kakarot is angry again. He told me that because of Vegeta he got suspended,” Raditz said casually, looking at her for a reaction.

Bulma's eyes narrowed slightly. “Goku was the one who started. He and Vegeta almost got into an all out fight.”

“You're defending Vegeta Ouji over our brother?” Raditz asked with raised brows.

“Do you agree with this stupid family war?” Bulma countered quietly.

Raditz let out a heavy sigh as he shook his head. “I don't, but I go along with dad and the other guys because it's better to be on their side than against them. That also goes for you, the brat of the family. Dad and Goku love you more than anything in this world, and they would give you anything they could, but they have a limit.”

Bulma frowned. “What's that supposed to mean?”

“That Kakarot will tell dad that you are speaking with this Vegeta guy, and then dad will most likely take away everything he has given you until you promise to never speak to an Ouji again,” Raditz said. “Not to mention that he will be pissed with you for a long time.”

The thought of her father angry with her for a long time didn't sit well with her. Bulma didn't know if she was being wise, but she needed to tell Raditz what she was feeling. “Rad, can I trust in you? Will you swear not to tell a living soul what I am about to tell you as long as you live?” she asked seriously. Raditz sat up and nodded. “Pinky swear?”

“Pinky swear,” he said as they locked pinky's. He was now very interested to find out what his sister had to say.

Bulma took a deep breath. “I like Vegeta.”

Raditz scoffed and then burst out laughing. “Is that all?” Bulma nodded. “I figured as much when you defended him against Kakarot. We're not dense lil' blue, maybe Kakarot is slow and he may not see it, but Turles and I do.”

“Are you angry?” she asked meekly.

He shrugged. “I had to act angry with Turles and Kakarot or else they would chew my head off. But honestly, I don't mind. I just think that he's all wrong for you. He's conceited, he's overbearing, and he's self-centered……… Hey, what do you know? He's exactly like you!”

Bulma gasped incredulously and smacked him on the head. “I am so not conceited and self-centered!”

“Oh yes you are! How else did you get dad to buy you that bomb-ass Escalade truck?”

“I just asked nicely,” she said with a sniff. “He's different, Rad. I can see it in the way he talks to me, in the way he looks at me. I don't know how to describe it.” She looked at her clock and sighed. “I have to go, Juu is waiting for me,” she said as she grabbed her coat and pulled it on.

“Baby-cakes,” Raditz said as he stopped her at the door. “Please stay out of trouble. Don't get involved with this guy, he's bad news,” he pleaded.

Bulma wrapped her arms around her waist and hugged him tightly. “I love you Rad. You're my favorite brother,” she said with a giggle.

“I bet you say that to all three of us,” he said as he rubbed her long hair. He put his arm around her shoulders and walked with her towards the first floor and then outside. “Listen to what I am telling you. Be careful with that guy, and if you don't listen to me, at least don't let Kakarot or Turles find out!”

Bulma nodded. “Don't worry about me, Rad, I can take care of myself. Miss you,” she said as she got into her big cream colored car and revved the engine. Her brother had been the exact person who had shown her how to drive. Their father had always been too busy to teach her or Goku how to drive.

“I'll miss you too brat,” he said. He watched her pull out of the driveway, and the huge black gates of their estate opened and two men in a Yukon followed behind her as she left.

“Where the hell is she going?” Goku asked as he jogged towards his brother.

“She's going to spend the week with your lady love,” Raditz said with a smirk. Goku frowned and looked confused. “I'm talking about 18, the cute little blonde girl that has been in love with you from the moment you started high school.”

Goku gave him a dirty look and tried to hide the blush that grazed his cheeks. “I just hope that Bulma isn't conspiring to see that guy again,” he grumbled.

Raditz noticed the light blush on his brother's cheeks and tried to hide his grin. 18 and Goku were too shy to talk about their attraction; maybe Bulma would do something about it. He just hoped that she was right about that Vegeta guy, because if he hurt her in any way, Raditz would risk his life to break the other man's legs.

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“Wow, you look pretty,” 18 commented as Bulma walked out of her bathroom.

“Thanks,” Bulma said as she twirled in front of the mirror and tried to find any flaws in her outfit or her make-up. She had really gone all out with getting ready. She was wearing a pair of black stretch pants that hugged her legs and hips tightly and went into a pair of black knee-high boots with thin high-heels and furred lining that criss-crossed all around. Her top was a sparkling black top with no sleeves that had a high neck that tied behind her neck and left part of her back bare.

Along with it, she wore an expensive black jacket that didn't quite reach her waist and was lined with gray fur at the cuffs and on the hood. She had gotten a perm that made her long blue hair into small heavy curls that fell in a round shape around her face. It looked incredibly cute. Bulma checked her expensive Baby Phat pink watch with diamonds and squealed in excitement. “We have to go, Juu. I don't want to be late.”

18 nodded and grinned. “You are aware that you can't run in those boots. They're fab, but they're gonna be a drag to run in if you have to.” She and Bulma made their way out and to the back door. “You have your car and your phone in case of emergency?” she asked.

Bulma checked her purse and nodded. “Thank you so much, Juu. Are you sure that your dad won't notice that I'm gone?”

“I'm going to tell him that you had a headache and that you went to bed early. If your dad calls, I'll make up some excuse and then call you. Please keep your phone on,” the blonde said in worry.

Bulma grinned and hugged her. “I will. Thanks Juu, wish me luck,” she said as they crept out and ran towards a side door that was always closed near the garden.

“Call me when you get here,” Juu said as she watched Bulma wave and nod as she ran out and towards the side division between her house and the next. Bulma kept looking behind her to see if no one was following or if her guards had caught her. She peeked around the corner and when the coast was clear, she popped the capsule to her car.

She got in and performed a quick and perfect u-turn before speeding down the road on the opposite side of where her guards were. She stepped on the accelerator and eagerly made her way towards the rendezvous point.

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Vegeta waited impatiently at the pier on Capital City's most visited beach. He had been able to rid himself from his guards with success, and thankfully his father was off on a trip with his wife, they were “celebrating” her birthday.

Yamcha was having delusions of grandeur and was acting as if he owned the mansion. Vegeta didn't care much, he just wanted to get away from everything and spend some time getting to know the angel of his dreams.

It was about eight o'clock and there were many people there at the pier, having fun and getting on the rides. It was like a small carnival there, with shops, games, and restaurants. He was leaning against the banister and staring at the dark ocean beneath him.

“Why so lonely stranger?” A soft mellow voice asked him from behind.

He felt his mouth quirk into a smirk and he turned around to look at her. And like the first day he had seen her, she was a beautiful sight that rendered him speechless. “You're late,” he said.

“No, I'm early,” Bulma said with a grin. And she gave him a surprising greeting. She took a step forward and captured his lips with her own. She wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her hands into his hair which was thick and warm, smiling around the kiss as his hands wrapped around her slim waist.

Vegeta nibbled on her bottom lip and chuckled before she pulled away. “Hmmm, I like this kind of greeting, but I think that we should do something other than make-out,” he said quietly.

Bulma nodded and looked at the rides. “Wanna go on the Ferris wheel and make-out there?” she asked sexily.

He thought about for a moment and nodded. “Let's leave that for last. Walk with me,” he said as he took her hand and walked with her towards the center of the pier where the games and prizes were.

“I'm guessing that you want us to get to know each other better, right? I know that's what I want,” she said with a sigh. He gave her a wordless nod. “Alright, let's talk then,” she said seriously. And they did.

They spent the next three hours talking, alternating between stories of her and then a few of him. Bulma noticed that he wasn't much of a talker, but the stories that he did tell were full of deep hidden emotion. And most of them revolved around his deceased mother.

“When my dad broke the news to me about my mother's death, I was heartbroken. He told me that I wouldn't come out of my room for a week,” Bulma said as they sat at a small table eating corn-dogs and drinking frozen lemonade.

“My father blames their death on your father,” Vegeta said flatly.

“And my father blames yours,” Bulma said in confusion. Vegeta frowned too. “This is getting too weird. They accuse each other of the deaths, but I think that there is something not quite right about this.”

Vegeta nodded. “Very strange indeed. But enough about the past, let's talk about the future,” he said with a smirk. “I want to keep seeing you,” he said.

Bulma smiled shyly and let a soft blush rise to her cheeks. “I want to see you too, but this is too risky. My father is a rash man—”

“As is mine,” Vegeta countered.

“My father would send me back to the all girl school that I begged him to take me out of. I wouldn't be able to see you again!” she said in despair. “He hates your family, so do my brothers. Well, maybe with the slight exception of Raditz. He really doesn't like you, but it's not that all consuming hate that my other two brothers feel. They would hurt you, and I wouldn't forgive myself if that happened,” she whispered as she cupped his face.

Vegeta moved his face enough to kiss her palm. “I would risk my life to see you again. I don't care about your family or mine,” he said quietly.

Bulma thought about it for a few seconds and then grinned. “I guess I can risk myself too if you are willing to do it. Now do something for me,” she said. He gave her a questioning look. “Win one of those huge Looney Toons figure for me,” she said.

“Come on,” Vegeta said as he took her hand. Bulma stood and grabbed her trash to throw it away. Then she grabbed her lemonade and walked with him towards the booth where there was a skinny boy who looked bored out of his mind.

“Give me one ball,” Vegeta said as he handed him a crispy bill.

“Just one?” Bulma asked with a grin as she stood back and watched.

“I'll have you know that I have the best aim at things like this, I never lose,” he said haughtily.

Bulma rolled her eyes and smiled. The kid gave him the baseball, and the objective was to knock down a set of six jars stacked upon each other. Never lose huh? Bulma thought as she stood right behind him and ran her hands up his back.

Just as he made to throw the ball, she blew lightly into his ear and whispered, “You have a very nice ass.”

And as she had expected, he missed and only knocked down the can at the very top. His eyes narrowed and he turned to glare at her. “That was cheating,” he said, sounding slightly peeved.

“Cheating?” Bulma asked innocently. “All I did was state something that I liked about you,” she said with a mischievous grin.

“Well, if you're going to state things like that tell me when I am not doing something,” he said darkly. The boy behind the counter was grinning like a fool, watching their interaction. “Give me another ball,” he snapped. Then he turned to Bulma. “And you, you stay back while I do this, or I won't win anything for you.”

Bulma mock pouted but stayed away, and true to his word, he knocked down all six cans. “Take your pick,” he said as he pointed to the giant stuffed animals.

“Can I have the Taz?” she asked nicely.

The boy nodded and unhooked it before giving the huge thing to Bulma. “Thank you,” she said politely. Then she turned to Vegeta and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you Veggie-head,” she said.

“No nicknames,” he said in annoyance.

“Whatever my baby wants,” she said as she jumped into his arms and hugged him, but it was fairly hard with the huge stuffed character in her other arm. “I don't know, but there's something about you that calls to me. Like we are soul mates and we are meant to be,” she said quietly. “Pretty corny, huh?”

Vegeta shook his head. “Not really. I feel the same,” he said just as softly. Bulma smiled brightly at him, and he felt that she had his heart in her hands. He didn't deserve something so pure and beautiful.

They walked down towards the beach and towards a stone path that was on the sand, but the end was near and she wouldn't take one step more. Vegeta stopped and looked at her. “What's wrong?”

Bulma looked from the sand to him. “I am so not putting these boots into the sand.”

“Then take them off,” Vegeta said with a shrug. Bulma tapped her foot on the pavement. He rolled his eyes. “Fine. Let's go drop off the giant toy in your car,” he said. Bulma nodded and they walked back towards the parking lot.

“This is yours?” he asked as he looked at the Escalade truck.

Bulma nodded. “My dad just bought it for me. What do you drive?” she asked as she put the toy into the cabin of her truck.

“I drive a navy blue 05 Ferrari Enzo, there were only eighty of those made. My father just gave it back to me today after a punishment for getting put in jail,” he said with a snort.

She shook her head as she remembered the incident. Her father had punished Goku the same way, and he had also been deprived of his credit cards for the next month. She walked to the back and hopped up on the bed of the truck, motioning him to up to join her too. He did and they sat back to look up at the stars in the clear sky.

Vegeta wrapped an arm around her shoulders and Bulma lay her head on his chest. They spoke again for a long time, and before they knew it, they had fallen asleep there on the car as they gazed at the sky.

Bulma jerked awake and moaned as she felt a crick in her neck. Something in the pocket of her jacket was jumping around and tickling her. She reached in and took out her phone without opening her eyes. “Hello?”

“Bulma? Bulma where the hell are you? You didn't come back and sleep here!” Juu almost screamed frantically. Bulma's eyes popped open and she was hit with a soft light from the sun that was rising.

“Holy shit!” she yelled as she sat up. “Juu, I'm still at the beach with Vegeta. We fell asleep as we stared at the sky. What time is it?”

“It's five-thirty. I was up waiting for you until one, you had me worried and you didn't call me! And then I laid down to rest my eyes and I fell asleep! B, you have exactly one hour to get back and get ready for school,” Juu said darkly.

“I'm sorry Juu, I didn't mean to worry you. I'll be there as soon as I can, please don't worry.”

“Gosh, you just scared the shit out of me. I thought that something had happened to you,” she said quietly.

“Luv you Juu, and I'm sorry about worrying you. I gotta go,” she said before closing her phone. She turned to look at Vegeta and noticed that he was awake too. “Did you sleep good?” she asked as she leaned forward and kissed him tenderly.

“Other than my back and ass hurting, yeah I slept good,” he said with a smirk. “We should go before someone else realizes that you didn't sleep home last night.”

Bulma nodded and he jumped off the back of the car before helping her down too. Bulma slid down the front of his body and they ended up pressed up against each other again. She leaned forward and kissed him slowly. “I guess I'll see you at school,” she said with a grin.

Vegeta was about to nod but then he remembered. “No. I have been suspended for two days, so I won't see you until Thursday.”

Bulma frowned. “I'll miss you,” she said with a pout as she placed a hand on his cheek.

“Likewise,” he said with a smirk. He took out a capsule from his coat and threw it at a safe distance. When the smoke cleared, there was this incredible car there and Bulma's mouth dropped open.

“I hope I get to ride in that baby sometime soon,” she said as she looked at it closely. “How much did it cost?”

Vegeta smirked arrogantly. “Plenty. And don't worry, you will be in it soon. Maybe you can visit the back seat with me too,” he said as he pressed a button on his keys and the door beeped and rose upwards vertically.

Bulma scoffed. “Not before you visit the backseat in my car,” she said as she got into her truck and revved the engine. “Miss you,” she said as she blew him a kiss. Vegeta nodded and got into his own car. The beauty purred to life and he took off after Bulma. He would see her safe and then he would go home.

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Two Days Later…………. @ Lunch Time

Bulma kissed Vegeta eagerly and smiled. “Gosh, I couldn't wait to see you again,” she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I missed you too,” he said as he tucked his face against her neck and breathed in her scent. “This stupid gap we have here is enough to drive me insane, I can't touch you or kiss you, or even give you a passing glance because of your brother and my sister,” he growled softly.

Bulma nodded and looked at him sympathetically. “Maybe things will change some day.”

“Your father and my father are too stubborn to let things like this go. Our mother's died, and their hate was born. Don't take me wrong, I hate your brothers with as much strength as they hate my family. I won't say that I don't, but you are an entirely different thing,” he said quietly.

She smiled bashfully. “Was it love at first sight Vegeta?” She wanted to know if he felt the same as she did.

He looked at her and smirked. “I never believed in love at first sight……” he trailed off.

“Until you met me,” she finished. He nodded once. “Don't feel weird, because I feel the same way. I want to be with you,” she said as she stared into his dark onyx eyes.

“Then we will find a way to be together, regardless of what our family's say,” he said.

“I would really like that,” she said as she wrapped herself around him again.

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“Chichi!”

Chichi looked up from her lunch and frowned. “What's going on Zangya?”

The blue skinned girl frowned and sat in front of her, ignoring Chichi's other popular friends. “I really need to show you something,” Zangya said. “Right now!”

Chichi abandoned her lunch and walked out with the other girl. On their way down the hall, Chichi bumped into a tall guy. “Hey watch where you're going,” she snapped.

“Likewise, your majesty,” a sarcastic tone countered.

Chichi's eyes narrowed and she looked up, her eyes growing wide at the handsome man in front of her. “Well, Mr. Asshole, this is a wide hallway so keep to your side.”

“What? Am I not to your liking your royal highness? Or maybe you just need the entire hallway so that you can walk properly,” he said with a sneer.

Chichi gasped in indignation. “Are you insinuating that I'm fat?”

“No insinuation, darling. I'll watch out for you next time I walk down the hall,” he growled before brushing her off coldly and walking off.

Chichi stood there and screamed in rage. “Who the hell was that asshole? I am going to make his life a living hell!”

Zangya held in a laugh. “That was Son Goku,” she said dryly. Then she noticed the throbbing vein on Chichi's forehead and knew that she was beyond pissed. But this wouldn't be the end of her anger this day.

“That little dick was Son Goku?” God! Though he had been incredibly rude and overbearing, and insulting, he was the most handsome man she had ever seen. She had bashed that thought away quickly, but it was still there.

“Come with me now, before we're too late,” the other girl said as she led them towards the senior quad and they hid behind one of the slightly less large trees there. She pointed to the biggest tree and Chichi peered at the spot.

There was a pair, a couple who were making out, and the blue curls that Chichi spotted made her feel like gagging. “You brought me here to watch Son Bulma make out?” she growled.

“Did you take a look at the guy?” Zangya snapped.

Chichi shook her head and when she did, her eyes widened in horror. “It's my brother! That traitorous bastard!” she spat. “He is going to hear from me!” she said as she made to walk over, but Zangya halted her before she could.

“I want to cut a deal with you,” the orange haired girl said.

“What kind of a deal?” Chichi asked through grit teeth. She couldn't believe what her brother was doing with Son Bulma. He would hear from Chichi, and if she had to, she would tell their father. He was a rash man, but maybe Vegeta was looking for it.

“Help me destroy her and win Vegeta back. I know that I am still on his radar, and that that girl is just a rush of him. She's out of his reach, and the same goes for her, that is what makes them want to do this. Help me take her out of the way,” Zangya said seriously.

Chichi turned to glare at Bulma as she engaged in another lip lock with her brother. My brother. Then she turned back to Vegeta's ex-girlfriend. She nodded once. “You got it, now let's find a way to get this information to my father and to Bulma's father.”

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Oh man is Chichi evil or what? I knew that most of you wouldn't know who the girl was. I happen to own the DBZ movie `Bojack Unbound', and this Zangya chick is a villain. If you guys have seen it or own this movie, who will know that she is actually a pretty character. Even Krillin seems to have a crush on her until he realizes that she's evil. She's really powerful too, she beats up my Mirai Trunks and even little Gohan, *sniffle*.

Well, getting back to the subject. Did you guys like this chapter? I hope so. I know that I'm making Vegeta very OOC, but the story wouldn't work otherwise, right? Besides, it's nice to see him that way with Bulma for once.

So bad things are happening, and Chichi wants Bulma out of the way just as much as Zangya. Things aren't looking up for our couple. What will their father's do? And what is the deal behind the Son and Ouji mother's?

Stay tuned for the next episode of `The One!'

Have a great weekend!

Byebye

!Joey!