Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Till Death Do We Part ❯ I Don't Deserve This ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6: I Don’t Deserve This

“Come on, Goku. We’d better go and see Bulma, she’s probably nearly out of the O.R,” Chichi sighed. Goku nodded and took her hand. They put the stuff (drugs) in Chichi’s handbag and walked out of the club hand in hand. They climbed into the front of Goku’s car. He had his hand resting on Chichi’s leg and she smiled. Goku kept his eyes on the road, but squeezed Chichi’s leg.

They arrived at the hospital seven minutes later, and then ran into the O.R waiting room. The sight that greeted them was one of sheer madness. Krillin and 18 were yelling at a nurse who wouldn’t tell them how long Bulma would be, Yamcha and Vegeta were at loggerheads with each other. Goku strode forward and grabbed Vegeta.

“Vegeta, man! Settle it!”

“Let me go, Kakarot I’m gunna kill that little prick!”

“What happened?”

“I’ll tell you when I’ve killed him,” Vegeta snarled, struggling to free himself from Goku’s grip. Chichi led Yamcha away, while Goku tried desperately to calm down Vegeta. 18 joined them a moment later, and Krillin sat down next to Goku and Vegeta. Chichi asked Yamcha what was wrong.

“I can’t believe her! I can’t believe it!” he yelled.

“Yamcha, what can’t you believe, who is her?”

“Bulma! I can’t believe she likes him over me!” 18’s stomach dropped. Apparently Vegeta was saying the same thing because Krillin looked up at her with a horrified expression on his face. 18 stared back.

“Wh-wh-what did you say?”

“Bulma! She likes Vegeta! That drug, it made her show her real feelings. She doesn’t love me anymore! She likes Vegeta!” Yamcha buried his head in his hands.

“Oh fuck,” 18 whispered inaudibly.

“What's wrong?” Goku asked.

“He came over here accusing me of stealing that whore he calls a girlfriend! Going on about some drug! Like I’d EVER go out with her, especially once he’s finished with her. I’m gunna kill him!” Vegeta yelled. Krillin leaned back in his chair, putting his head in his hands.

‘What have we done?’ he thought, ‘we’ve brought about the end of a four year relationship.’ Vegeta was glaring at Yamcha. He looked about ready to jump up and kill him, when the light above the operating room’s door went out and binged. Everyone jumped up, as Bulma was wheeled out in a wheelchair. She looked extremely drowsy and was only semi-conscious. The doctor pushed the wheelchair up to Vegeta.

“Your girlfriend has been pumped and has no trace of the drug in her system. She won’t have any memory of whatever she did and the anaesthetic will wear off in about ten minutes.” Vegeta screwed up his nose disgustedly and pushed the wheelchair away from him with his foot. Yamcha came over.

“See! She was cheating! You two were sleeping together while she was still dating me! The doctor called her your girlfriend, so you must have said she was! I can’t believe this! Wait till that bloody anaesthetic wears off!” he spat, glaring at Bulma. She frowned.

“Who are you? Who am I? Where are we?”

“Shut up, wench,” Vegeta snapped.

Krillin and 18 looked at each other. They both stood and went over to sit in the farthest corner of the waiting room.

“Krillin, what have we done? Yamcha must have heard us talking.”

“I know. I can’t believe it! This is all our fault if we’d just kept our mouths shut.” 18 shook her head.

“It was me. If I hadn’t told you Yamcha would never have heard.” Krillin put his hand on 18’s leg and grabbed her hand with his other.

“You couldn’t have known. Don’t beat yourself up about it, if you’re at fault so am I.” He leaned over and kissed her. She stared at him. “Sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking so-” he was cut off as 18 kissed him back. They broke away, both quite flustered. Their hands were clutched together, and they looked at each other.

“We have to tell Chichi and Goku what happened. And I think Vegeta has the right to know as well. And Bulma.” Krillin nodded and stood.

“Oh, and umm arr will you go out with me?” 18 leant down and kissed him.

“Of course,” she whispered.

Ten Minutes Later

Bulma shook her head and looked around the room. Krillin and 18 were goggling at each other in the farthest corner of the room, Yamcha was sitting beside her wheelchair, Vegeta was arguing heatedly with Goku and Chichi was on the other side of her.

“What happened?” she asked as the room came into better focus. Chichi sighed.

“You were drugged, at Club 18. Vegeta brought you here and they took you into the O.R and pumped all the drugs out of you.” Chichi didn’t think she was quite ready to know the full truth of what the drug had done just yet.

“Oh. Did it do anything to me?”

“Er, well as a matter of fact it did; nothing permanent but well, I don’t think you’re quite ready for it yet.”

“What do you mean? How bad can it be?” she turned to Yamcha who had a disgusted look on his face.

“Don’t talk to me,” he snarled and turned away. Bulma stood out of her wheelchair and walked over to him.

“Yamacha, what are you talking about?”

“Don’t you remember,” he spat spitefully.

“No, I don’t.” She turned to Chichi. “Did I do something to Yamcha?” Chichi shook her head.

“No, not Yamcha…………”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked, now totally confused. Chichi sighed.

“Vegeta.”

“WHAT? What does he have to do with it?”

“Bulma, can I ask you something?”

“You just did, but OK.”

“Have you ever, you knowliked Vegeta, as in more than a friend?” Bulma opened her mouth shocked. How did Chichi know that? She neverreally liked Vegeta but deep down, she thought he was cute and liked his spunk.

“No, never. Why?”

“Are you sure, B? ‘Cause the drug was telling us different.” (By now, 18 and Krillin have informed Chichi and Goku in about what the drug did to Bulma).

“What do you mean? Did I say something?” Bulma asked, nervous.

“Not so much as what yousaid more like did?” Bulma’s stomach dropped.

“Oh my gosh, Chichi what did I do?”

“Umm, maybe you’d better go and ask Vegeta about that one………..” Bulma shook her head.

“No, I want you to tell me.” Chichi sighed.

“You came onto him, you’d tried to………… do stuff. He pushed you away but you kept trying to come onto him.” Bulma gaped.

“I see you’re awake, Bulma,” came Yamcha’s voice from her right. There was something different about it.

“What’s the matter, Yamcha?” she asked.

“Nothing. But guess what, Bulma!” he started yelling. “We’re through! I loved you like nothing ever and Ithought you loved me and return and you let me think that. All the while, you were screwing Vegeta behind my back! I hate you Bulma. I loved you, and for what you did, I’ll never forgive you. We’re over.” With that he stormed out leaving Bulma sobbing onto Chichi’s arm.

“Ch-ch-chichi, what did I do to deserve this? I never loved or even liked Vegeta the way I do Yamcha! What made him think I was cheating on him?” she cried. Chichi comforted Bulma.

“Well, when the doctor brought you out, he pushed you over to Vegeta and said here’s your girlfriend.” Bulma stopped crying and looked up.

“He said WHAT?” she asked, dumbstruck. Without waiting for Chichi’s reply, she stood and stormed over to Vegeta. “What the hell did you call me your girlfriend for?” she screeched at him, tears running down her face. Vegeta glared at her.

“Do you think Iwantedto? Kakarot and the others were staying at the Club to talk about some stuff and made me bring you here. Personally, you could have died for all I cared but they made me. And when I brought you in I couldn’t be bothered explaining so I said the simplest thing!” he yelled. Half the waiting room was looking at them. Bulma collapsed onto the seat next to Vegeta and Chichi hurried over.

“I-I-I-I’m sorry, Vegeta. I didn’t mean it I-I’m sorry.” Vegeta looked at her in disgust.

“Stop crying you pathetic woman!” he spat before standing and walking out of the waiting room. The door slammed shut and a moment later they heard Vegeta’s car speed off. Everyone looked at Bulma.

“Oh my gosh, Chi. My life is being destroyed before my eyes!” she sobbed. Chichi called Goku over.

“Just look after her, I have to go and see the doctor,” Chichi told him before standing Bulma up and handing her to Goku. Chichi marched off.

“G-g-g-g-Goku, why’s this happening to me?” she cried into his shoulder.

“Sssh, Bulma. It’s OK, honey.” She kept crying and he grabbed her by the shoulders then pulled her head up to face him. “Listen, Bulma. You can’t help it if you like someone else, Yamcha shouldn’t blame you for what the drug did. If Yamcha had bothered to find out why Vegeta called you his girlfriend, then he would have understood but he jumped to conclusions,” Goku told her looking uncharacteristically serious. “Honey, guys aren’t worth your teas and the ones that are will never make you cry.” Bulma looked up at him and hugged him. She smiled.

“Thanks Goku. You’re a really good friend you know.” He smiled and hugged her back. Chichi came back.

“Thanks, Goku.” Goku smiled and looked at Bulma.

”See? I was hugging you then but Chichi didn’t think anything of it because she knows we’re just really good friends. She didn’t jump to conclusions like Yamcha did.”

“Thanks again, Goku. You're a really good friend.” He squeezed her tightly.

“Don’t worry ‘bout it. Just remember, B. I’m always here for you.” She nodded and he walked off to go and talk to 18 and Krillin. Bulma turned to Chichi.

“Chichi, you know what? You’re so lucky to have a guy like Goku,” she sighed. Chichi watched him go.

“I know. But one day you’ll find Mr. Right as well, just wait Bulma.” She nodded and hugged her friend. “Come on, you guys. We’d better get home, it’s half past one.” They all nodded and followed Bulma and Chichi out the door to Goku’s car. Because Yamcha and Vegeta had left, there was just enough room for them all. Krillin, 18 and Bulma were in the back and Chichi and Goku in the front. Bulma slid into her seat and closed the door, turning to look on her other side.

”Oh my gosh!” she gasped, as she settled her eyes upon Krillin kissing 18 on the cheek. They broke apart, embarrassed.

“Oh, no one bothered to tell you, Bulma. But when you were still drugged from the anaesthetic, Krillin asked 18 out,” Chichi told her, turning around to face them from the front of the seat. Bulma sighed and turned her thoughts back to Yamcha. Once upon a time, they were like that…………………………& #8230;..

Next Day at School

The news of Yamcha and Bulma’s break-up had spread through the school like a wildfire. Everyone Bulma went, people were watching her and whispering behind her back. She was extremely glad to reach fifth period. She collapsed into her seat in Driver’s Ed, next to Chichi and Vegeta. She talked to Chichi most of the way through the film about using indicators.

“Homework, I want a diagram of the front of a car on the driver’s side, with everything labelled!” There were moans from around the class. Their teacher just rolled his eyes and dismissed them. Bulma sighed, finally resolving to talk to Vegeta and Yamcha. She caught up with him just as he was walking out the door.

“Vegeta!” she called. He turned around and upon seeing who it was, continued to walk. “Vegeta wait, please!” He sighed and waited for Bulma to catch up.

“What d’you want, wench?” he asked. Bulma ignored his insult and continued.

“I wanted to say I’m sorry for my performance last night, and I want to thank you for taking me to the hospital,” she sighed. He rolled his eyes.

“I only did it ‘cause Kakarot made me. Don’t get any ideas,” he snapped, before striding up the hall to his latest girlfriend. Bulma watched him go, and then waited for Chichi.

“Come on, Chi. I have to get to the locker and see Yamcha. Oh and can I share a locker, ‘cause somehow I don’t think I’ll be sharing with Yamcha anymore,” she smiled sadly. Chichi nodded and they made their way to H Block.

They walked into the corridor, looking for Yamcha. Bulma spotted him, just opening their locker. She hurried up to him.

“Yamcha, we need to talk about last night,” she panted. He spun around and glared at her. Yamcha chucked Bulma’s books at her, nearly knocking the wind out of her. She ignored this and handed them to Chichi.

“Look, I had a little crush on Vegeta, alright. TINY! But it could never compare to they way I loved and still love you! I’m really sorry for what happened, and I just want to know, will you forgive me?” He chucked her bag of spare clothes and photos at her. He ripped a photo off the door of the locker. It was a picture of her and Yamcha at Bulma’s party in the holidays, taken just before they’d gone upstairs and...

“I will never forgive you, Bulma. You’ve hurt me in a way I didn’t know possible. I loved you and you didn’t return that. And I’m sorry that I ever gave any part of me to the likes of you,” he snarled, before turning on his heel and walking off, double meaning to his words.

“Oh,” he called back, his voice full of pure venom, “find yourself a new locker!” Bulma burst into tears and ran out to the car park. Chichi followed her.

“B? B are you OK?” Chichi asked, looking around for her. She located Bulma over by her car. “Bulma, are you OK?”

“What do you think?” she screamed.

“I’m so sorry, Bulma.”

“Sorry doesn’t cut it Chi! I just got dumped by someone who meant the world to me and all you can say is sorry?”

“Bulma, what else can I do?”

“I-I-I-I don’t know,” she sobbed, then ran towards Chichi and started crying on her shoulder.

“Come on, B. It’s home time. You stay here and I’ll go and get 18.” Bulma nodded, and shivering, she unlocked her car door and slid inside. She was shuddering and making choking noises.

“Goku, have you seen 18?” Chichi asked as she ran past him.

“No, why?”

“Oh, Bulma’s having another breakdown, we need to get home.”

“Na, sorry, Chi I haven’t seen her.”

“OK, thanks, Goku.” She sprinted off into the building.

“Poor Bulma,” Goku muttered. “I’ll go see if she’s alright.” He walked over to Bulma’s car and slid in next to her. “B? Are you alright?” Goku asked, concerned. She looked up at him.

“N-n-no! D-d’you know what he s-s-said?” Goku shook his head and placed an arm around her shoulders. “He said th-th-that he’s sorry he ever gave any part of himself to me!” she cried, leaning on Goku. He patted her back.

“Sssh, B. He actually said that?” Goku felt her nod. Goku pulled her chin up to him and kissed her on the forehead. “Bulma, remember what I told you last night? If Yamcha was worth your tears, he’d never make you cry. Come on, there are plenty more guys out there. Don’t spend your whole life thinking about him,” Goku told her seriously. Suddenly, the car door flew open and Bulma and Goku looked around.

“I guess I was wrong, Bulma. You weren’t cheating on me with Vegeta! You were screwing Goku as well!” Yamcha spat. Goku was fuming. How dare Yamcha accuse him of cheating on Chichi?

“You listen here, Yamcha and you listen good! I would never, ever cheat on Chichi! I love her more than anything. I am a good friend of Bulma’s unlike you, and I was comforting her because of what YOU did to her!” Goku yelled, prodding Yamcha in the chest.

“Did she really expect me to keep her after what she did?” he laughed.

“She did nothing!” Goku yelled, “she had a minor crush on Vegeta, but she loved you more than her own parents! She couldn’t help what that drug did to her anymore than you could help being born! The only reason the doctor called her Vegeta’s girlfriend is because I made Vegeta take her to the hospital, and she was critical so he didn’t have time to explain and made up that she was his girlfriend! Happy now? Because you have just lost yourself what would have been the best girlfriend of your life!” Goku yelled. Yamcha gaped. So that was it. Bulma hadn’t really been cheating. Yamcha suddenly felt extremely bad.

Chichi came running over with 18 in time to see Goku finish yelling at Yamcha, who had an unreadable look on his face, somewhere between anger, regret and understanding.

“Goku! Do you want a ride home?” Chichi yelled as she reached the car.

“Sure, I think i walked to school today,” he laughed, sticking his hand behind his head. Chichi laughed. 18 climbed in next to Bulma, and started talking to her and comforting her. Goku sat in the front and Chichi drove, even though it was Bulma’s car. They had just about arrived at Capsule Corp. when Goku piped up.

“I’m hungry! I haven’t eaten since three o’clock!” he moaned, almost distraught. Chichi looked at her watch and sighed.

“Goku, it’s only three forty-two!” He grinned apologetically.

“Come inside,” Bulma said, speaking for the first time since they’d all climbed into the car, “you can have something to eat.”

“Wow, really Bulma? Thanks.” Goku leapt out of the car and without another word was inside Capsule Corp. Bulma laughed.

“I think we’d better go supervise.”

Next Chapter: Erm I’m going to skip to the end of the week to Bulma and Vegeta’s Saturday detentions. What do YOU guys want to see? Oh and Chichi and Goku go to the police station, I forgot about that sorry.

Author’s note: sorry it took so long but here it is, R&R remember the more reviews, the more and quicker chapters.

Kaibun