"The Right One" By Annachan Chapter Two The bell rang: it was the class' ending. Namui, holding a guy by the hand, waved at Bulma. "Have a nice weekend, Bulma!!" "You two too!!" She sighed. "I think I'll wait for him here." She sat on a bench. The university was getting emptier and emptier: no sign of the guy. She waited another five minutes: nobody came. "Okay... I've wasted enough time now..." she said, leaving. At the exit she heard a voice she recognized immediately. "Was the Spanish class good?" "What happened yesterday?" "That's not a way to answer!" He shrugged "What happened?!" "Because you bit me, I knocked you out." "You were about to rape me, it wasn't my fault!" "Do you really think I wanna rape you?!" he asked sternly. "Well... no..." "We are done now..." he said, leaving. "Vegeta?" she called. "What, girl?!" "You... you've got a nice name..." she stuttered. "Whatever; keep your compliment for yourself!!" he snapped. "You jerk..." "You bitch..." "Insane guy!" "Nature's error!!" "You're a damn bastard, but how did you bring me so fast to my home?" "None of your business!!" "It's my business! You dirtied my school shirt!!" "Did I allow you to bite me?" "You started that, you are the one who wanted to..." "What? Rape you?" "No... I was afraid, so I defended myself against a monster like you!!" "Monster? You're a coward..." "And you're a real sadist..." He touched his neck and looked at his hand: it was covered with blood. "Lemme..." Bulma said, raising her hands to his neck. "No one is allowed to touch me!" he groaned. "C'mon, I won't eat you!! Just sit down here!!" She took a handkerchief and bandaged the wounded place with it. "It's okay!" "Hmmph...." He stood up to leave. "Where do you live?" she asked. "Why should you know?" "I... I just wanna know..." "....." "Okay, you don't wanna tell me!" She took her bag and turned to go. "There are many things you won't wanna know about me..." "Look, I want to make it clear: I'm not interested in you and I'm not even trying to be your friend..." "Friend? Who would want a friend like you? Maybe an insane..." "Ha ha, and you think you're funny! I hate talking with you..." "I'm disgusting myself to have let your dirty hands touch me!!" "Fine!" "Fine!" They turned away, made some steps and stopped. "Okay, maybe I just want to talk to you because you're the first guy I met who doesn't talk about my looks, my money and who doesn't always talk about girls..." She stopped. "Er... are you...??" she stammered. "Heh! I'm not like that! Pig-headed girl!!" "Of course you aren't, but sometimes I wish I had one guy friend like that..." "You would want a gay as a friend?" "Maybe, so he won't bore me with girls, girls, girls all the time!!" "Hum..." "Talking about them, do you know you've got a lot of fanatics?!" "What does that mean?" "It seems that all the girls in the university are fond of you..." "That's typically human... I don't care..." "Oh, really?" "Humph..." "I'm doing nothing this weekend. Wanna do something?" "Are you asking me for a date?!" he asked, bewildered. "No, of course not!! Bad guy!!" "Hmph..." He crossed his arms on his chest. "Oh, you're just aggravating your proud-man looks when you do that!!" she laughed. "Do what?" "Arms crossed on your chest..." He rolled his eyes. "Okay, I'm teasing you. Friends?" She held her hand out to him. "Hmm..." he said, slapping it away. "I consider it as a yes. Hum... I gotta go now. You can come over when you want. Bye!" She paused. "Oh, and sorry for the bite..." "Whatever..." They left. It was one week later: Bulma picked up the phone and dialed Vegeta's number. "What?" a grumpy voice said. "Hey, could you be more polite please?" "What do you want?" "I'm getting bored here; could you come here?" "What for?!" "So we could go to the fair!" "I don't wanna go to those stupid giant parties!!" he snapped. "C'mon, Veggie! You'll like it!!" "Humph..." He hung up. When will he learn good manners?! she thought. Let's find something to wear... Five minutes later she was done, wearing a purple skirt with a blue tank top and a purple hat. She put some blue shoes and looked at herself in the mirror. "Hum... that's it!" "Now, are we going or not?" someone complained. "Ahhh!! How did you get there so fast, and how did you climb to the window?" "It's a big secret..." "You really scared me!" "Heh..." he grunted. "Well, let's go now..." They went to the fair then Bulma began shouting. "Hey, Veggie, see there!!" She pointed at a machine. "What is this for?" "Huh, it's a machine which measures strength. If when you hit this platform the gong rings, that means you're very strong!" "Whatever..." "And, you win a teddy bear..." "A what?" "A teddy bear, a bear made of cotton..." "Silly Earthlings' game..." "Oh, just do it!!" she ordered. Vegeta picked the hammer up and slammed it on the platform. The gong was sent flying into the sky and never came back. "Woah!! That was excellent!!" Vegeta humphed and took the bear. "Why do humans like these stupid things??" "Well, you can give it to me if you hate it so much..." "No way! I won it!!" "Fine!" Bulma went now to a store. "I would want to try this." "What?" "The archery shot!!" "Hum..." The owner gave her four arrows and she started shooting. "I missed it!" She shot again. "I missed it again..." Then she shot the third arrow. "I missed it!!" "You're not good at this..." "Shut up and let me do it!!" she snapped. She was about finished shooting when someone called. "Hullo, darl'!" the guy said, slapping her on the butt. "Don't you even touch me!! Pervert!" she shouted at him, angry. "Oh, Bulma, don't be so haughty..." "Wada, I have nothing to do with you, so you go away..." "Tss tss... I want my date..." "She said: you go away..." Vegeta intervened. "Ah, this bodyguard again... it's none of your business!!" he said, pushing him. Vegeta raised his fist to knock him, but Bulma interrupted. "Wada, leave us alone!!" she shouted. "US? You disappoint me, Bulma; how could you be with a guy like that?!! But after all, a slut will always be a slut..." Wada was stopped by a punch in the face that sent him four meters away. "Now you leave..." Vegeta ordered. "Hey! You should chain him!! He is enraged!!" Wada ran away without looking back. "Thank you, Veggie, but why did you do that?" "No one has the right to abuse you... except me!!" "Ah! Guys are all the same!!" she said, disgusted, and shot the last arrow which hit the target. "I got it!!" she exclaimed, jumping in his arms to hug him. "Huh? Sorry..." she excused as she noticed the look on his face. Hphm... always exaggerating their reactions... Damn planet... he thought. She took the dolphin and they left. "Oh... the race!!" "What again?" "It's the couples' ultimate race: the guy has to carry his girl and run as fast as he can..." "I'm not going to do that!" "Veggie, please?!" "I say no! It's a miracle that I'm here..." "Veggie??" Bulma asked again. "No!!" "Fine, I'm gonna find someone who will want to..." She walked away and bumped into a guy. " 'Scuse me..." "It's nothing, pretty..." "Hum?" "I'm Alfonzo..." "Bulma... you are not..." "No, I'm not Japanese. I'm Spanish..." "Really? I like Spain and I even study Spanish at the university!!" she said, batting her eyelashes. "Oh... that's good!!" "Well, would you come with me; I'm looking for a partner for the couples' ultimate race..." "I'll be pleased..." They went to the office to give their names. Bulma saw Vegeta near the circuit. "Hey, Veggie!!" she called. That dumb girl is gonna break my ears!! he thought. Who is she with?! "I told you I'd find someone! Here is Alfonzo... Alfonzo, this is Vegeta..." "Pleased..." Alfonzo greeted. "Hum," was all Vegeta said. "I'm racing with him!! See ya!!" she said, dragging Alfonzo away. How could she take someone she didn't even know? I'm there... well, I actually refused to race with her... That guy isn't strong enough to carry her... Carry, he paused at the word, that means he'll have to TOUCH her!! Arghh, I can't let this happen!! He went to tell Bulma that he finally decided to race with her, but it was too late: the race has already begun. I'm such a poor guy... I should have accepted her offer... He watched them running and passing the finish line. He saw them hugging happily as they won the cup. "Veggie! You see, I didn't need you to win this!!" she sang. "Then, Bulma, what about dinning with me?" Alfonzo asked. Vegeta's eyes widened as his heart started beating faster. Bulma looked at him: he frowned at her, not wanting to show her his concern, and trying to look indifferent. "Huh... okay!!" she answered, smiling. Vegeta clenched his fists and buried them in his coat. How... jow could she... he angrily and sadly thought. Stop bothering, it's none of your business... but why can't I help doing so...?? "Meet at the SUN at seven PM." "That's okay for me!!" "Fine, bye!" Alfonzo kissed her cheek, then left. "AOW!! He is such a cute guy!!" she exclaimed as they walked. "...Hm..." "I can't believe this kind of boy exists on Earth... " "Hum..." "He asked me out! I didn't have a date for so many days!!" "...Mmmm..." "Veggie, why don't you say something?" "What do you want me to say?" "Well, something like: 'Girls are so silly' or your usual: 'You're so damned air-headed...' " "Then: you're so stupid and air-headed..." "And you are parrot!!" They passed in front of a door where it was written: MRS. MANDA TELLS YOU YOUR FUTURE... "Huh, come here!!" "What for?" "I wanna know my future..." They entered a room. "Huh, hello, Mrs. Manda!" "Come here and sit down..." Vegeta wanted to stay in the doorway, but Bulma forced him to sit near her. "Give me your hand, miss..." Bulma gave her her hand. "Well, well, you're searching for someone to love..." "And you pretend to be a fortune-teller? Every fucking girl in this world is looking for that! That isn't a secret!!" Vegeta snapped, annoyed by the woman's supposed revelations. "Oh, you... you are different..." Mrs. Manda said, looking in her crystal ball. "Oh, yes, he is!!" Bulma added. "NO, he comes from far away... very far..." the woman added, looking right in Vegeta's eyes.. "Veggie, give her your hand..." "No, I don't believe all this racket!!" "Give it to her!" "I won't!" "Vegeta, stop being so stubborn!!" she yelled at him. He frowned and held his hand to Mrs. Manda. "Your past, is very dark... your future... it will..." She looked at Bulma. "It... will be fine..." "That's all?? And what about his love life?" "Hey, it's not your business!!" he shouted. "Well... it's Okay!" She paid Mrs. Manda and they stood up to leave. "Girl, stop looking so far; what you want is over there..." Bulma looked at her with an inquired look and then went out. What was she meaning by that? Those fortune-tellers are so odd. "We're going home now; I need to be perfect for my date!!" "Hm..." Your date, your guy and whatever... he complained inside. Bulma parked at her home and went in, followed by Vegeta. She went to the garden and found her mother, who was taking a sunbath. "Hullo, Mum!" she said, kissing her cheek. "Hi darling!" Mrs. Briefs greeted, then removed her sunglasses. "Hum, Vegeta... cute as ever, as I can see!" "Mom!!" Bulma reproached. "I was just saying... where are you two going?" "In my room." "Well, just don't do dirty things..." "MUM!!" Bulma protested. "I told you he was a friend!!" "OH, fine, fine..." Mrs. Briefs put her sunglasses on. "Come on, Veggie!!" He followed her to her room and entered. "Why did you bring me here?" "You're going to help me to choose a nice thing to wear." "Heh, just call that Namui friend of yours and she'll be pleased to help you... I'm leaving!" "Er... but, Namui may probably be with her boyfriend!!" "And what?" "I don't wanna disturb them, and since you have no one..." I don't need you to remind me of that... He sat on a chair near the window. "Great! Thank you, Veggie!!" She went to the bathroom with a pile of clothes in her arms. How am I so stupid? I let her win again...!! I just couldn't say no... "How am I looking?" Vegeta's jaw almost dropped on the floor; he only blinked his eyes. She had put a long blue and tight dress which was slit on each side and hadn't got any strap. Man, she is radiant!! Beautiful... she looks beautiful... he thought as his heart was throbbing much more in his chest. "You look bad..." "Hum..." she sighed. "I gotta change this, I guess..." Then she returned to the bathroom. Heh, she didn't think I'll let her go with that double-pervert weakling dressed like that. You lie!! he resolutely thought. Then it was a constant showing and changing clothes. Whenever she put a sexy dress, he frowned and she changed it. The problem was that all her clothes were sexy... "Listen, Bulma, I'm tired of this! Why don't you put some jeans or shorts?!" "What? Jeans? Veggie, if I didn't know you so well, I'd say that you don't want me to go there..." Well, you actually don't know me... "Weren't you working tonight?" "Hphm..." "Ah!! ...Go to work!!" she ordered. "You're gonna be late!!" "Moron..." He jumped by the window. "I didn't tell you to..." She ran to the window. "Where is he?" She shook her head and went to the bathroom once more, to get dressed.