Bulma ran faster then she had ever run in her whole life. She didn't have time to take it slow or think about what she was going to say. She had to get to Vegeta's before everything was gone between tem. She had to explain herself; she needed to tell him the truth about everything. About the note, why she lied, and her true feelings. She had to fix things between her and Vegeta, she just had too!

After running for so long she finally made it to Vegeta's apartment complex. She ran inside and headed for the closest elevator that would take her to the fifth floor where Vegeta's apart was located. As the elevator music began to play and the machine slowly began to rise up, Bulma began to wonder what she was going to do once she met with him. Should she just try and explain herself? Or should she let him vent out his anger until he forgave her? Maybe she should pretend to cry and hope that he understood how sorry she was?

Shaking her head at these thought, she let out a sigh. She didn't know what she would or could do once she saw Vegeta, but she knew that she had to do something. She wouldn't give him up because of a stupid misunderstanding. She cared for him to much too just let him go. She didn't want to lose. She didn't know what she would do if she did lose him, what could she do? Her life, it would feel so empty without him.

Raising her hand to her face, she felt her tears begin to fall from her eyes. She wiped them away and stared at the wall, wondering why she was crying like this. Wad it because she was so afraid of losing Vegeta? That once he saw her, he would say that he hated her and never wanted to see her face again? Or could it be something else?

"But what else could it be…?" She asked herself staring down at her hands as more tears fell. "What other reason could there be for me to be crying? Am I really that upset that I might really lose Vegeta? It feels like that…but there's another feeling. A warmer feeling?" Bulma closed her eyes and held both hands over her heart. She listened to the sound of her heart beat, trying to hear what it was that it was saying to her.

'My heart. What is it saying? What is it trying to tell me' Her heart began to beat faster and she felt something. 'This feeling? What is it?' She listened closely to her heart beat, trying to understand just what it was that it was saying to her.

'I know this feeling? This warm and precious feeling inside of me. I know it. I know what it is!'

The door to the elevator opened as well as Bulma's eyes. In her eyes was an emotion that had been hidden away from her for a long time. She now understood what her heart was trying to tell her for so long now. With new courage she walked to Vegeta's door, ready to tell him everything.

"Vegeta?" She knocked on his door waiting for some form of yelling and rage to come flying at her, but nothing happened. Only silence was heard from the door.

"Vegeta?" She knocked harder this time. "Come on, Vegeta! I know you're in there!" She was now banging on the door. Still nothing happened. She huffed in annoyance at what was happening. "Urgh! Would you quick being such a stupid monkey and talk to me already!!!" She kicked at the door half hoping it would break. She waited for a reply but once more she was only greeted with silence.

"No." Her hands fell to her sides and new tears were beginning to form. "This…this can't be happening." Suddenly her legs felt heavy and she had to sit down. She leaned up against the wall next to his door and curled up into a ball.

"You hate me this much? You hate me so much that you don't even want to yell at me?" She let out a bitter laugh. "Guess I deserve it after everything that I've done. I lied to you about my real feelings, made you think things that weren't true. I played you around like you were some kind of fool." Bulma spoke softly wiping away more tears. Resting her chin on top of her knees she looked out over West City. "But that was wrong. You're not a fool; you're a brave amazing fighter who can do so many incredible things. You're Vegeta Ouji, captain of the Karate, Kendo, and Judo club, rival of Goku's, and someone who never gives up on anything that he does."

The wind blew softly by as Bulma spoke these words. Everything she was saying was true, to her, Vegeta was someone who could do anything and never gives up.

"Vegeta, I love you."

She didn't know how long she had been sitting there, she stopped counting hours ago. The sun was starting to set by now, but Bulma still did not move from her spot. She continued to sit in the exact same spot, waiting for Vegeta. People passed by, but none stopped to ask her what she was doing. They just figured that she was locked out and was waiting for someone to help her. None of them cared; they were too obsessed with their own lives.

The wind blew by once more and Bulma shivered when it touched her skin. It was getting colder and her body was beginning to feel numb. But even then she did not move. She wouldn't move from this spot until she and Vegeta talked things out.

Deciding she had enough of just sitting there, doing nothing, she took out her notebook and began to write in it. She ripped out the piece of paper and folded it a few times before she out it in her pocket. If she got the chance she would use it later on. It might come in handy.

Her eyes began to feel heavy and her body was tried and exhausted. Closing her eyes her mind began to lose itself from the waking world and was entering the world of dreams.

'Please Vegeta…don't give up on me.'

-

'I feel warm.' Her first thought was that when he mind began to wake up. Her body was no longer shivering or on the cold hard ground, but was instead warm and was lying on something soft. Moving her hand to her face, she rubbed her eyes and opened them to see where she was. Her eyes meet with a ceiling above her instead of the sky of West city.

"Wha…?" Sitting up, she looked around and saw that she was inside a room instead of outside. She was lying on the couch with a blanket draped over her body. "Where am I? How on earth did I get here anyways?" She asked out loud hoping and answer would appear to her.

"Hmph. For a genius you sure are stupid."

Bulma wiped her head so fast she could have sworn that she got whiplash, but that wasn't important now. Standing on the opposite side of the room was Vegeta, arms crossed and his famous scowl in place, looking very annoyed as he stared down Bulma. "What kind of idiot falls asleep outside? Do you understand what could have happened to you? Not only could you have gotten sick but someone could have easily kidnapped you!" He was shouting at her now. Taking a few steps he was in front of her, arms still crossed, glaring down at her like she was a child who disobeyed their parents. "If you are supposedly this genius then you better start acting like one before you end up dead." He added with one final glare, before heading into the kitchen.

Bulma watched him walk away and realized that this was her chance to explain herself. She had to do it now. "Vegeta…!"

"Here."

Before she had time to react her bag was thrown to her and landed on her lap. She looked at it confusion and gave the same look to Vegeta.

He just scoffed and turned his back to her. "You phone. It's been ringing non-stop for the past hour. Either answer it or turn it off, before I do it permanently." He warned her.

"But…"

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Bulma stopped when she heard her phone begin to ring; she saw that it was Chichi calling her. She was thinking of just ignoring it but one look at Vegeta changed her mind. His fists were balled unto fists, his back you could see how tensed up it was, and for a moment it seemed like he was growling.

Thinking quickly she shut off the phone before Vegeta had a chance too. With the phone off all that could be heard now was silence. Bulma began to miss the ringing of her phone; the silence that was surrounding them was killing her.

"Vegeta…I…"

"Go home." He told her still not facing her. He kept his back to her and it didn't look like he was going to turn around anytime soon. "I do not need anymore complication in my life. You have done enough of that for me." His words were bitter and the stung Bulma. She had to stop herself from crying again. She couldn't appear weak in front of Vegeta. He hated the weak, and if she was to get him to forgive her, she had to be strong.

"No." She surprised herself when she heard her voice. "I will not go home until you and have talk about what's happening." She stood up from the couch and crossed her own arms across her chest. The way she was sounding was so new to her; she had never talked that way before. It was a familiar way of speaking that she had heard before. It was, as Goku would say, the way two warriors would speak to each other before they do battle. To Bulma that was the perfect way of speaking right now, because she had to be strong like a warrior and her and Vegeta would most certainly do battle.

"I'll stay as long as I have to until I fix this mess." She told him the truth. She didn't care how long it took her; she wouldn't leave until everything between them was fixed.

Vegeta finally turned around to face her, and Bulma had to stop herself from flinching. He had one of the scariest looks on his face that she had ever seen, for a moment her life passed before her eyes.

"So you want to fix this mess?" He began to take steps towards her. He moved closer and closer causing Bulma to take side steps just so he wouldn't bump into her and make her fall to the ground. "You think that if we talk everything will go back to normal?" He was getting closer and Bulma was running out of room to move. "Now tell me, just what is it that you want to fix? Is it our relationship? Do you miss it that much? Or maybe you don't want people to start talking about how Bulma Brief lost her boyfriend after only two days of dating?" He was moving even closer and Bulma was running out of room. She tried taking a few more steps back but couldn't. Her back collided with the wall behind her and she knew now that she was trapped. He placed both his hand on either side of her head and his face was just inches away from her.

"Or perhaps, you're here to tell me why you played me like a fool and taught you could toy with me!" His right hand punched the wall next to her and this time Bulma flinched. She wasn't necessary scared of Vegeta, she was scared of what he could do.

"That…that's not it!" She needed to explain to him the truth about the letter and her feelings.

Vegeta growled once more and moved in even closer to her face. "Then what is?! Because it seems you have all the answer and I am left in the dark like some common…!"

Bulma knew that she had to act fast. If she let things continue on with the way things were going then everything she came here to do would be pointless. Before she had time to doubt herself she placed her two hands on either side of his cheeks and kissed him. She pressed her body up against his and prayed that this would work. She needed this to work, she didn't know what she would do if this failed.

For a moment they stayed like that, her body pressed up against his stiff one, they were so close they could feel the other's heartbeat. They stayed that way forgetting everything that had happened between them and just let this one moment live on for a little while longer.

But like with everything else in this world, this moment between them had to end. Vegeta hands grasped hold of her wrists and he backed away from her. They were still close enough to hear each other's breathing but not close enough to feel their warmth. He stared at her with an intense look in his eyes. This look was both familiar and new to Bulma; she didn't know what she was supposed to do now. Does she explain to him what really happened or is this really it? Is everything between them ruined?

"Talk." She was caught off guard when he spoke. She looked up at him with questioning eyes asking if it was really ok for her to speak. "Well, go ahead. You came all the way over here to tell me something to tell me already!" He looked at her letting her wrists fall back down to her sides. He crossed his arms once more and waited for her to start talking. She looked at him before nodded her head and started to tell him everything. "The letter wasn't meant for you. Chichi wrote that letter to give to Goku, she just asked me and 18 to put it in his locker. But instead of giving us Goku's locker number she gave us yours. I panicked and wasn't really sure what I was supposed to do. I knew that you had been waiting for me to give you and answer for a while now and when you thought the letter was my answer, I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I wanted to tell you the truth but every time I tried to something stopped me. I hated lying to you but as time went on, I began to like being your girlfriend. I realized that I had feelings for you. I realized that I am in love with you." She gave a weak chuckle as she spoke these words. The she said them seemed to right to her, like she had been telling him this since forever and this was just another one of those times. "I only just realized that on my way up here and I had planned on telling you the truth at the café but then Yamcha showed up and everything was ruined. You hate me now and it looks like I'm too late."

She moved away from him and hung her head down. "I guess I should leave now. I don't want to cause you anymore trouble then I already have." She had to get out of here, if she stayed any longer she was going to cry, and she refused to let him see her tears.

She didn't take more then three steps before she was pulled back into Vegeta's embrace. Her eyes shot up to his and there on his face was his even more famous smirk. "You ever play with me like that again and you won't get off so easily next time." His hand came up behind her head and pushed her lips onto his in a kiss.

Bulma would have gasped if she could have, but instead she closed her and allowed herself to become lost in the kiss. Everything was right between them again and her heart felt so light now. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she moved closer to deepen the kiss between them. All her concerns and worries were gone now and she knew that nothing could ever bring them back.

When air was needed Bulma broke away from the kiss and she didn't move away. She wanted to stay within his warmth forever. How strange, for someone who is so cold to others he can generate such warmth. She had to stop herself from laughing that that, she didn't want to ruin this moment.

"So tell me, how did you find out that I was lying to you?" She asked him. She didn't really care if he told her or not, she was just curious.

"When your two friends dragged you out of the classroom, I noticed that you had forgotten your bag. I followed you up to the roof where I overheard you all saying how the note was for Kakarrot." He explained to her with a roll of his eyes. "I must admit that hearing that the letter was intended for Kakarrot instead of myself anger me more then it should have." He added with a smirk.

Bulma let herself laugh at this. "You think." She smiled up at him and was glad that everything was ok now. "By the way, if we see Yamcha tomorrow, please try to not beat him up. He helped me a lot and it was because of what he told me that helped me realize how much I cared for you." She told him. She didn't need him to go into school tomorrow seeking revenge on Yamcha after he helped her figure out her feelings.

Vegeta just sighed. "Very well, if the weakling helped you then I will not harm him. But if he tries anything even once, I will kill him." His threat was serious and Bulma knew that. She should probably warn Yamcha tomorrow but until then she wanted to spend more time with Vegeta.

"Oh wait!" Bulma moved one hand from his neck and into her back pocket. She pulled out the folded piece of paper and gave it to Vegeta. "I know it's not as nice looking as the one Chichi wrote for Goku, but the meaning should still be the same.

Vegeta took the paper from her and began to read what it held inside.

Dear Vegeta,

I know that there probably a lot more ways to tell you this but this was the only way that I could think of that felt right to me. What I wanted to tell you, for a long time that even I don't know how long, is that I'm ready. I finally have my answer for you. I want to be your girlfriend. I think I've always wanted to but I just never knew until now. I hope that you still want me as your girlfriend. Because I know that, forever, I'll always want to be with you.

Love,

Bulma

Vegeta read the letter and looked back up at Bulma. "I know it's a little late and I know it seems kind of weird to give it to you after all of this but I thought since all this started with a letter, then it can end with a letter as well." She told him.

Vegeta just scoffed and tucked the letter inside his back pocket. "I will never understand you woman." He pulled her back to him for yet another kiss.

-

"Bulma!"

Hearing her name being called out, Bulma turned around to see Chichi and 18 running up to her. "Hi guys." She grabbed the books she needed from her locker and closed it. "What's up? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Chichi gave Bulma a confused look. "We're in a hurry because our so-called best friend ran out of school yesterday and didn't bother to answer her phone at all last night. We were worried!" Chichi shouted throwing her hands up in the air.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I was busy fixing a few problems but now everything is fine and should be from now on." Bulma told her two friends. She did feel bad about worrying them and she should count her blessing that they aren't yelling at her like her parents did.

After she got home last night, her parents went crazy asking her all sorts of questions. Mostly where she was and why she ran out of school yesterday?

18 looked at Bulma and put a hand on her hip. "So I take it everything worked out between you and Vegeta?" She asked. From the way Bulma was acting she could tell that things were good now, but she needed to hear her say it just to be sure.

"Yep! Everything is perfectly fine now." Bulma said with a big smile. She still couldn't believe how easily he forgave her but she was glad that he did. "Oh right. I almost forgot." She reached into her bag and pulled out the letter that Chichi made for Goku. "I was able to get this back last night from Vegeta. I know you and Goku are together, but I thought that you still might want to give it to him." Bulma handed the letter to Chichi.

"Thanks, Bulma." Chichi held the letter in her hands and smiled. She was so glad that Bulma was happy again and things were ok. She was so worried about her last night.

"WOMAN!!!"

All three girls jumped at the shout being heard. They turned around to see Vegeta stomping up towards them and he looked annoyed.

"I told you to wait for me until my practice was over." He stopped right in front of Bulma and crossed his arms.

Bulma gave him a glare of her own. "And I told you to stop ordering me around. Besides, I needed to get some books that I forgot out of my locker."

Vegeta just grunted at her and took the books in one hand and grabbed Bulma's hand with his other. "Whatever. I refuse to be late for class because you." He began to drag her with him to their class.

"Would you stop ordering me around already!?!" Bulma yelled at him. She still couldn't believe that he forgave her so easily, but what she couldn't believe more was that she actually liked this monkey.

'That's not true.' She looked at Vegeta's face and smiled. 'It's very easy to see why I love him so much.' With that thought, she let go of his hand and hooked her arm around his. "Come on, we don't want to be late." She kissed his cheek and let him lead her to their class.

"Tch. Whatever woman." Vegeta wouldn't let it show, but he was glad that things were good between them again. He had missed her and this time he vowed that he would never lose her again. She was his woman and she was going to stay that way for a long time.