Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Their Union ❯ Chapter 15

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Hey! Did you guys like it? I hope you did! Now I just wanted you guys to know that I might not be updating for a while. I just got my summer reading book and I really need to spend most of my time reading that. Anyway, I hope you guys review. If I get atleast 5 reviews on the first 2 days, then I'll update. Anyway, here you go!

"Vegeta, I love you." Those words echoed through Vegeta's mind for a moment before he actually realized what was going on. `The woman loves me? But… why? What possible reason could the woman have to love me? What have I done to make her love me?' Vegeta contemplated this for what seemed like hours (even though it was only for about 5 minutes).

Vegeta was about to walk out the door when Bulma suddenly awoke from her dream (although to Vegeta, it was a nightmare). "Vegeta? What are you doing in here?"

"You were having a bad dream. I came over to try to get you to shut up" he replied never looking at her face.

"Oh. Well, thanks I guess."

Quickly regaining his composure, he said, " Yeah. Well make sure your quiet next time. I almost blasted you into oblivion."

"Thank you for caring."

"I don't. I just don't want to deal with your Kami forsaken friends and those bakas you consider family."

"Don't talk about my friends and family that way you asshole! Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"I'm the man your in love with."

"…"

Vegeta just crawled into his bed (his back facing her). "Goodnight." (You get it? She has to deal with the fact that Vegeta heard her and everything and its not gonna be a good night and he told her good night. I thought it was cute. Anyway, on with the story!"

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"Oh damn. Its morning already? Ugh." Mumbled Bulma as she got out of bed. She looked over to the other side of the room to find that Vegeta wasn't in his bed. `Probably training.' She thought as she headed to the shower. She felt relieved as the burning hot water drenched her cold body. She was trying to think of how it is she was going to act around Vegeta now. `I'll just tell him it was a bad dream and it's not true. Nah. He's too smart to fall for that. I'll just have to play it out.'

Bulma turned off the water and walked into got dressed. She wore soft pink halter-top with the word `Princess' in graffiti across the front. She had on low rise short shorts that could almost pass for underwear. She slipped into a pair of white flip-flops and headed into the kitchen to make breakfast.

(Veggie's point of view)

"Damn. The woman must be up." He said, as he smelt food. He turned off the GR and started off towards the kitchen. As soon as he entered, he saw the table filled with tons of food. His mouth almost started watering. `I've been hanging out with Kakkarot to damn much' he thought as he took a seat in front of Bulma.

He grabbed one plate full (for now) and began eating his food slowly constantly stealing glances at Bulma. `Hmm. I wonder what the woman is thinking. Maybe I should say something. Nah. I'll leave her alone. For now.'

Once Bulma was done, she walked over to the sink and washed her plate and cup. Then, she washed Vegeta's when he was done with his (cause he was going back to the GR). She then proceeded to the phone and called up ChiChi.

"Hey B!"

"Hey Chi."

"Wassup?"

"Nothing. I was just wondering what you were doing today."

"Oh. Me and Goku have a… uh… previous engagement that is way overdue."

"Oh go ChiChi. Ok then."

"But Yamcha called here looking for you. He said he called the house and everything. I told him I'd give you the message when I talked to you."

"When is it that he called?"

"Yesterday around 6:30."

"Ok thanks. I think I'll give him a call. Buh bye."

"Bye B."

Bulma hung up the phone and was about to dial Yamcha when it rang.

"Hello?"

"Babe."

"Hey Yamcha. I was just about to call you. What are you doing right now?"

"I was just gonna ask you the same thing. I was wondering if you might want to go out for lunch. Maybe Barbetti's?"

"Barbetti's? Are you serious? Sure. I'd love to."

"Great babe. I'll be there at 11:30 sharp. Be ready."

"Uh-huh. Okay bye."

"Bye Babe."

Bulma went over to the GR to tell Vegeta. She was going to make his lunch now so that he wouldn't starve until she came back (which might take a long time).

`Knock' `Knock'

The door made a `Swoosh' noise as it opened to reveal a beaten Vegeta lying down by the main controls.

"Vegeta? Oh my gosh!" she yelled running over to him and cradling her head in his lap. She checked for a pulse. It was faint, but it was there. "Vegeta. What happened?"

"I was so close. I almost had it. And just as soon as it came, it was gone. Its almost like I had it, but there was only one thing preventing it. What?" he said in a hoarse whisper to himself completely unaware of his situation.

Bulma called one of the robots and told it to take Vegeta to his bed and care to his wounds. She told another one to clean up the room. She was going to make his lunch. Knowing him, he'd be up in about an hour and head right back to training.

"It was 11:25 and Bulma was dressed and ready. She had on a knee high spring dress. I was white with big blue flowers all over. Her hair was pulled into a soft ponytail and she had on pink lip-gloss and white eye shadow. She also had on 2 inch white Morettis (not a lot of people know about that name brand. Beyonce wore it to the Golden Globes in 2003 but hers were 3 inch. Anyway…)

`Knock' `Knock'

Bulma walked over and opened the door. There stood Yamcha in a white dress shirt and black slacks. (You know. The ones that fit kinda tight around the butt but loosely from there down). He also had a pair of Gucci sunglasses and white Shinders (Johnny Depp wore them to the Emmy awards.)

"Wow babe. You look gorgeous." He said as he leaned in for a kiss. She turned her head so he kissed her cheek.

"Thanks Yamcha. You look great too." She said as she waltzed over to the car and waited for him to open the door for her. Instead, he walked directly over to the driver's seat completely ignoring her. She grumbled to herself as she entered his silver Lamborghini. The ride was silent. They were there in a few minutes.

They walked in. "Reservations for Yamcha (whatever his last name is. I'll just make it Reef) Reef.

"Ahh. Please follow me. You asked for the two-person table in the back. Am I right?" he asked walking toward the back of the restaurant.

"Hai." (That means yea)

The room was dimly lit and had candles on the table. They had a complementary bottle of Cristal on the table. (Yamcha had this all prepaid)

"Wow Yamcha. This is very nice."

"Only the best for you. You know that babe." He said pulling out her chair for her. `Now he decides to be a gentlemen!' thought Bulma.

The lunch went rather quickly. Yamcha had spent the whole time talking about himself while Bulma pretended to be interested. `I thought I loved him. What happened? I used to love being with him. Now, it's more like a burden' she thought as she acted as if she were listening nodding now and then. After they were done and were walking to the car, Bulma spoke up. "Yamcha. I'm not feeling very good. Do you think maybe we could go home?" she asked placing her hand to her head for affect. She was a great actor.

"Sure babe."

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"Thanks. Bye Yamcha." she said as he walked her to her doorstep.

"Bye babe." He said as he kissed her. For him, it was great and passionate but she didn't feel anything. Not even a little spark. She turned and headed inside.

"Ugh." She groaned as she plopped down on the couch. That's when she remembered about Vegeta. She walked up the stairs to find Vegeta in a most herself and Vegeta in a most compromising position.

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