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Ahhh!! It's the SEQUEL!!!! ahahaha...! I'm very hyper today!! Why? Because it's the premiere of my very first SEQUEL of my very FIRST fan fiction, and it's Vegchan's 15th Birthday!!!! wooo hoooo!!! Yea I actually had this whole chapter finished like a week ago but I decided today would be terrific day to present the sequel to: 'All's Fair In Love and Business'! So yes, please enjoy!!! yay!! Oh and since it's my Birthday, you're all invited to give me the gift of a review!!! ahaha!! ENJOY!!

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Click. Clack. Click. Clack. Bulma walked down the barren hallways of her new apartment complex. This apartment complex had a much more elegant feel to it, and was located in a more prestige area. It was around ten at night, and Bulma would soon be taking her first steps into her new, completely furnished apartment. As she turned the key in the deadbolt, then fumbled with the knob, she finally was able to enter. She smiled as she flicked on the light switch and her foyer and living room was illuminated. Of course this feeling of happiness was short lived when she entered the kitchen to find that she was not alone.

"How the hell-," she started as she threw her purse and keys onto her kitchen counter, and placed her fists on her hips. "Do you just materialize or what?" She said, her tone reaching a high.

The lips of the intruder curved into a dark smirk, and his eyes flashed eerily. He had been sitting on a breakfast stool in dim lighting, files sitting on the counter in front of him.

"Well?" Bulma asked with irritation as she walked to her refrigerator, which she was frustrated to find empty.

"Well," the man said smoothly as he stood and strolled over to her. "It seems Ms. Perfect, has forgotten to finish some very important files, and lucky for you I happened to stop by the office, on my day off. I saved your ass, and I don't think that this is what I should have to come home to." The man's statements were dripping with sarcasm and had a tinge of slur.

Bulma couldn't help but to smile and laugh a bit. She then regained her composure and turn around to see that he was only inches behind her. Her stern frown faltered into a smile for a mere second, although enough to add to the man's amused smirk. "First off, those files you claim I haven't finished were your responsibility, Vegeta. Secondly, you weren't even supposed to have today off, you called in sick. Which by the way I knew you were just hung over, and it looks like you've been bingeing all day, haven't you?" The man smirked at her accusation. Bulma frowned when not receiving a reply continued. "And another thing, this isn't your house so I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't break into my house when I'm not home and sit in dim light smirking like you're some mass murderer!"

"Alright woman, you win." Vegeta slurred as he took a step back and raised his hands up in defeat. "I promise I won't break into your house when you're not home."

Bulma's eyes narrowed. "You won't break in period."

Vegeta grinned and wagged a finger at her, "Ah, ah. You said when you weren't home." He then began to chuckle drunkenly and staggered back to his stool.

Bulma shook her head and rolled her eyes at her co-worker. Vegeta and her had been working together for about five months now. It had been a very hectic five months. The merge of Ouiji Corp into Capsule Corp's building reduced the insides to ruins. Boxes littered every corner, (causing clumsy CEO's to trip and spill coffee on her outfits) papers were the new fashionable carpet, bubble wrap, tissue paper, awkward furniture, broken chairs, and busted plaster were not uncommon to be found - everywhere. Yes the past months had been hectic, arguments and the occasional file cabinet tipping and/or couch cushion throwing were common on the floor the CEO offices were located. Capsule Corp was indeed a spacious building, and at first the two geniuses figured they could fit another companies workers; and just reorganize some labs, "It'll work," was what they told themselves.. No. There was buying of neighboring buildings, fat contractors, and construction. Since Ouiji Corp and Capsule Corp sold many of the similar products, business had been booming. Bulma hardly even put up a fight at the fact that the name was changed to Ouiji Capsule Incorporated.

"So I assume you'll be staying the night?" Bulma inquired as she leaned against the counter.

"No no, I don't want to overstay my welcome," he said while sending her a smirk.

She shrugged, "Good, I'll call you a taxi."

The smirk melted into a frown. "What? You're going to send a drunk back onto the streets!?" He yelled this over dramatically and tipsily.

Bulma smiled, "I said I'll call a cab."

"I don't think I'll be sober enough to tell the driver where my home is located."

"Fine you can sleep on the couch, I'll get you some blankets," Bulma sighed with defeat.

Vegeta smirked triumphantly.

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Bulma watched the fan blades spin slowly in a continuous circle. Insomnia had once again returned. She hadn't experienced it in months. She figured that the stress of wanting to leave Yamcha, seeing Vegeta again, and that reunion at ChiChi's was cause of it last time. Now, she really had nothing to blame it on. The business is running much smoother than it had since January, and she didn't have insomnia then. "Why now?" She mumbled to herself as she shifted in the sheets. Her life was finally starting to get back to normal. "Why the hell can't I sleep? Sleep...now." Bulma forced her eyelids together tightly. Ten minutes passed and she wasn't asleep. With a sigh of debacle she sat up, threw the blankets to the side and stepped down into the soft carpet below. She turned to look at her clock, it was three in the morning. Bulma walked out into her hallway to hear a TV She walked towards where a tinge of blue was coating the walls and muffled sounds were heard. As she walked into her living room she saw Vegeta sprawled across the couch, blankets everywhere. She rolled her eyes and began to search for the remote. Vegeta had been watching Family's Funniest Home Video's with Bob Saget. Bulma smiled. (A/N: I watched this the other night, and at the moment Bob Saget happens to be the background of my computer.. ahaha.. Sometimes I just make myself smile.. ahaha.. Continue..)

Vegeta grunted and turned his head, still asleep, as Bulma lifted his arm, in search of the missing remote.

Sighing Bulma, instead of continuing her search, walked over to the T.V and turned it off manually. As soon as the screen blackened, she heard a moan followed by a, "Where the hell?"

"Hey sunshine, go back to sleep." Bulma said softly as she began to head back to her room.

"Urgh, woman?"

"Yes?"

"Where am I?" He asked groggily. Hang-over much?

"My apartment, do you want aspirin?" She asked thoughtfully as she watched him massage his temples.

He grunted in response. It was creepy how she knew what even his slightest grunts were code words for. She walked to the kitchen to get aspirin out of her purse. "The glasses aren't unpacked yet, you'll have to take 'em dry."

Vegeta snatched the pills from her open palm and swallowed them quickly. "What time is it?"

"Three in the morning. I'm going to try to go back to sleep now." She then began to trudge back to her bedroom where she knew she just end up staring at the ceiling for another hour and half until she would give up on trying to sleep and take a shower.

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Bulma exited her shower at around five in the morning, she changed into a pair of jeans and a halter top. Walking down the hallways and back into the livingroom she found Vegeta sitting up out of his nest of tangled blankets, and watching the news. His eyes were moving quickly back and forth: he was reading the stocks.

"Our stock is down five points." He growled angrily.

"So? It could be worse."

A growl was his reply.

Bulma sighed and plopped down on the couch next to him.

"Why are you up so early?"

"Insomnia, I hardly got any sleep last night," she added an unsuspected yawn for emphasis.

"Hmph. That sucks."

"Thanks for being so caring."

"You're welcome woman. Now, make me something to eat, I'm starving."

"Then starve. I don't eat breakfast during the weekend."

"I do, and as your guest-"

"Unwanted guest might I add."

He grunted. "I think I deserve something to eat for having to sleep on this uncomfortable couch. You don't want to be an inconsiderate hostess, now do you?"

"You aren't a guest, and you should be grateful I allowed you to crash on my couch. I could have just as easily told you the floor."

"You probably should have invited me to sleep with you."

"Ha!" Bulma yelled sarcastically. "Keep dreaming inconsiderate ass hole."

Vegeta glared at her then pushed her so she fell on her side and almost off the couch.

Bulma sat up and matched Vegeta's look of death. "Don't even start." She warned as she watched his hand move towards his pillow.

Vegeta inched his hand over his pillow until he had a firm grip and then he smacked Bulma in the stomach with it. Bulma skillfully dodge most of the blow and lurched forward and tackled Vegeta. Vegeta bumped his head on the couch's armrest, then reached back and grabbed Bulma around the waist, bringing her down onto the floor with him.

"Ow let go!" Bulma yelled as she tried to wiggle herself free from Vegeta's grasp.

Vegeta chuckled. He had Bulma laying flat on her back, he was kneeling above her, his knees on either side of her waist. He was bent forward a bit and pressing her wrists down with his hands. "Make me breakfast."

"You are so juvenile it's disgusting." Bulma spat angrily.

Vegeta smirked. "I'm not letting you up until you agree."

Bulma's lips curved into a smirk, and her eyes became mischievous slits. Vegeta frowned as he watched her, he knew she was plotting something.

Behind Vegeta, Bulma's knee was slowly rising, then quickly bent up as far as her leg would allow. Her knee just so happened to bump a very sensitive area on Vegeta. Vegeta's eyes watered, and were then squeezed shut in agony as he fell off of her onto his side, and curled up cradling his sensitive area that was just beaten by Bulma's knee.

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Kay well I really hope you liked it! I know not much happened, but it's more like a catch up. Next chapter should be more interesting, promise! Kay well since it's my Birthday it would make me very very very happy to see some feedback! Thanks!

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