Bulma sighed, before opening up her notebook, and stuffing the note into one of the pockets of her folder. She finished her work early, and started on her English, before the bell rang, much to her relief.

"Hey, Bulma! Wait up! I wanted to ask you how to get to my next class." Yamcha called, and Bulma fell back, promising Goku that she'd meet him outside of the Gym in a few moments.

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~*And if you did,*~



Goku had all but given up hope, when he heard Bulma call his name as she ran down the hall. "Jeez, sorry bout that, Goku. I kinda got...caught up. What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" She asked him, before leaning against the wall, and attempting to catch her breath.

"Whoa, calm down, catch your breath first, we've still got 5 minutes before the first bell rings. Oh, yeah, first things first, am I still comin over there tonight? I mean, I rented "The Blob" and everything." He told her, before digging around in his bag to find his Gym uniform, and coming up empty handed.

Bulma rolled her eyes, and reached into her own bag, and pulled out his spare uniform. "What would ya do without me? And yeah, my parents have got some convention thing to go to. And I'm not thrilled about having to stay at the house by myself. And while I'll keep my mouth shut about your taste in movies, I'd rather have you there, than be by myself. Shit, Goku! I thought you said the bell hadn't rung yet!" Bulma exclaimed, before glancing around the now abandoned hall.

"Well, I didn't think it had! Damn...hurry up! I'd rather NOT get detention, if ya know what I mean." Goku said, before grabbing her arm, and pulling her into the guys locker room.



~*Well,you know I'd understand*~



"Um, Goku, I REALLY don't think I'm supposed to be in here!" Bulma hissed at him, before pulling her arm from his hand.

"I realize that, but either you came in here, or you'd have to walk across the gym to the girls locker room. Now, hurry up and change, maybe they haven't noticed we're missing yet." Goku exclaimed, before pulling off his Tshirt.

Bulma, having a bit more modesty, opened the door to one of the lockers, and changed behind it. She had her shorts on, and was just getting ready to put on her shirt, when the door opened, and someone walked in. Bulma whirled around quickly, to catch Yamcha standing there, his jaw near the floor. After a moment, he covered his eyes, and started to apologize profusely.



~*I could I would*~



"Aw, sorry Bulma, I thought for SURE this was the men's locker room. I went to Art class, but they said they were full, so they sent me here! I'll um, go now." He said, before attempting to find the door with his eyes covered. It was then that he heard some shifting next to him, and uncovered his eyes, only to see Goku standing there, pulling up his shorts. "OH! Jeez, sorry, I didn't mean to...interrupt...Just forget I was ever in here." Yamcha said quickly, before running back out the door.

Bulma just stood there for a moment with her jaw agape, before catching on to what he had been implying, and bursting into a fit of giggles. Goku followed soon after her, and it was several moments before the finally composed themselves enough to attempt to sneak from the locker room. They made it almost halfway across the room, before Mr. Ryan, the gym teacher, caught them.

"Well, well, well, what have we here? Not only are you late, but Miss Briefs, I do believe you've got on the wrong shirt." He said, before pointing to the name written across the chest.



~*More than anybody can*~



Bulma looked down, and turned a bright crimson at the words there. `Son Goku' the shirt read, and Bulma suddenly realized why Goku couldn't find his other uniform, they were both in her bag!

"Well, Mr. Ryan, Bulma left her shirt at home, so she borrowed my extra one." Goku said to him, Bulma's sigh of relief not slipping past him unnoticed.

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you two today, just get in line, and please, MAKE IT SNAPPY!" He exclaimed, a veing bulging out in his forehead as he did so.

The two ran quickly to the end of the line, and cast a quick glance at each other, before turning their eyes back to the front of the room. Bulma was excused from most of the exercises that day, on account of her hand, so she grabbed a seat on the bleachers, and watched the rest of the class suffer through the grueling workout. She had been sitting there for a few moments, before someone tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around quickly.



~*Did you ever love somebody?*~


"Um, I just wanted to apologize again for walking in on you and your boyfriend. I had NO idea you two were in there, or I wouldn't have gone in." Yamcha said, keeping his eyes on the floor.

"Don't worry! You didn't walk in on anything! And to top it off, Goku's NOT my boyfriend, he's just my best friend. We were late for class, and since the girls locker room is on the other side of the gym, we decided to change in there. You just happened to have bad timing, that's all. Hey, why aren't you out there? Better than that, why aren't you in your uniform? Oh, lemme guess, they didn't have one, did they? Figures." Bulma told him, a large smile on her face.

"Oh, so you two aren't... Sorry, I guess you two just looked like a couple. So, who's your boyfriend then? If you don't mind me asking. I mean, someone as pretty as you HAS to have one or two laying around here somewhere." Yamcha said, his cheeks burning a pink color.

"Actually, no. I don't. I guess I'm too busy hanging out with Goku, and working, to really have much time left for guys. Plus, there's sooooo many pretty girls here, I really don't stand a chance." She told him with a frown.



~*So much that the earth moves*~



"Well, I haven't seen any prettier than you are." He whispered to her, before backing away again quickly, as he saw Goku walking towards them.

"Hey! Bul! I'm headed to Sonic for food, you wanna ride? He asked her, before glancing at how close Bulma and Yamcha were sitting. "Puhleeeeeeze Bulma? Plus, I don't think you're gonna be doing much driving with that hand." He begged to her, trying as hard as he could to get her as far away from the other man as possible.

"Well, I can drive her home if you want Goku, so you don't have to go outta your way to drop her off or anything." Yamcha interrupted, a small smirk on his face.

"Well...to tell you the truth Yamcha, Goku's going to my house tonight, so it really wouldn't make any sense for you to take me home. I'll catch you tomorrow morning though, ok?" She asked cheerfully, before giving him a quick peck on the cheek, and following Goku from the room.

A defeated Yamcha stood there for a moment, before something clicked in his mind. Of course! That little bald guy! He'd know where she lived! And he could go there, and talk to her after Goku left. After all, it wasn't like he was staying the night or anything...

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~*Did you ever love somebody?*~



After they exited the building, Bulma hopped onto Goku's back, earning her a scowl. She merely smiled in return, and hugged her arms tighter around his neck. She didn't see the smile Goku was wearing, much to his relief. He didn't protest carrying her to his car, after all, Yamcha was still in the building somewhere, and it really wouldn't do to make her mad, and have her run back to him. And then again, it wasn't like he minded her being that close anyway.

"Ok, you can quit using me as a camel now, we're here." Goku told her, before lowering her gently to the ground.

"Oh, bite me!" She exclaimed, before regretting it immediately when she saw him smile devilishly, and come after her, his teeth bared.

After Bulma had been bitten, Goku had been slapped for biting her, and they had climbed into the car, they finally quit laughing, and focused on two key elements of their mission. Goku around in his pocket for a moment, before finally pulling out his car keys. He cranked the engine, and the car purred to life, and Bulma began her part of the mission. She opened up the black case next to her, and flipped through the pages, until she found what she was looking for. She popped the CD into the player, and surfed through the tracks until she found her favorite song. The volume was cranked to the max, and Goku smiled as Bulma began singing along with the words. ICP wasn't one of his favorite groups, and he really only kept it in his car for her. And this was one of the many times he was glad he did. She was bouncing around like an idiot, singing something about a tilt-a-whirl, oblivious to the man next to her staring at her intently. He threw the car into gear, and zoomed out of the parking lot, the blue haired woman still singing happily beside him.



~*Even though it hurt to*~



After they had eaten, Goku drove to his house to grab some clothes, and the movie, before hopping back into the car, and driving to Bulma's house. When they got there, her parents were getting ready to leave. Bulma's mother gave them both a quick kiss, and her father waved goodbye, before they climbed into their car, and left, much to Bulma's relief.

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Yamcha finally managed to track Krillin down in the large school, somehow managing to only get lost two or three times.

"Hey, um, you're Bulma's friend, right?" Yamcha asked the shorter man.

"Yep, that I am, what can I do for ya?" Krillin asked him back.

"Well, I was wondering if you knew her address. She's supposed to help me with my math tonight, but she forgot to tell me the address, and seeing as I'm new, I really don't know where anybody lives. Any chance you might be able to help me out?" Yamcha lied, but he felt it was the only way to get the information he needed.

"Yeah, you probably already know where it is, actually. You know Capsule Corp? Well, that's it. She lives in the big dome shaped part of it. Do you know where it is?" Krillin asked him.



~*Did you ever love somebody?*~



"Yeah, I know. So, she lives there, huh? And somehow she's managed NOT to be the most popular girl in school? Why do I find that hard to believe?" Yamcha replied.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. She's a beauty alright, it's just a shame she doesn't see it that way. I've only seen her pay attention to a few guys, with the exception of Goku, of course. Did you know those two have been inseparable since Kindergarten? It's amazing, really that they've never managed to hook up. Ah well, that's the way the world works, huh? Good luck with you math. I gotta get outta here, or my mom's gonna kick my ass when I get home. Catch ya later, man!" Krillin called over his shoulder as he ran down the hall.

"So, she wasn't kidding when she said he was her best friend... And no boyfriend either... Man, this must be my lucky day." Yamcha said to himself, before looking around him once again, and wishing he'd paid attention to how he had gotten to where he was.

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~*Nothing else your heart could do*~



After Bulma had finished the rest of her homework, she popped some popcorn, and plopped down on the couch next to Goku, who had one foot propped on the coffee table, and the remote in hand. He pushed the play button, and Bulma grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch. She snuggled into his side, her head leaning against his shoulder. Needless to say, Goku didn't watch much of the movie. Especially when a scary part would happen, because Bulma always buried her face in his chest. It was then that Goku realized just how attracted to his best friend he had really become.

Meanwhile, outside...

It was dark outside by the time Yamcha finally managed to find his way out of the school, and to Bulma's house. He didn't see Goku's car when he pulled up, so he assumed that he was already gone, and smiled to himself. Checking his reflection in the mirror once, he hopped out of his car, and jogged up to the door. There was a window right next to the door, and the shades were open, so he glanced in. Much to his surprise, he could see the couch from where he stood, and there sat Goku, Bulma fast asleep in his arms. Yamcha sat there for a moment, dumbfounded, unable to tear his eyes from the scene.



~*Did you ever love somebody?*~



Goku brushed a stray strand of hair from her face, and smiled down at her, before looking at the TV once more, pressing a button on the remote, and standing from the couch. He pulled the blue-haired woman into his chest, and carried her to her room. As silently as he possibly could, he laid her down on her bed, and pulled the covers up over her chest, before exiting the room. He took the empty popcorn bowl to the kitchen sink, turned out the lights and locked the front door, before walking back into the room where Bulma lay and crawling into bed beside her. He resisted the urge to pull her close to him, and instead scooted as far as possible to the other side of the bed. Placing as much distance as possible between the two of them. He finally relented, and kissed her forehead gently, before scooting back to his side of the bed, and after staring at her for what seemed like an eternity, he finally drifted off into a dreamless sleep.



~*Like I love you*~



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Wowzers! That was a long booger, wasn't it? Ok, you know the deal people, r/r and I'll get the next chap out as soon as I can. Oh, and I'm looking for fanart for this ficcie, so if anyone's interested, lemme know... And if anyone wants me to email them when I update, lemme know that too, either stick it in a reivew, or email me, and I'll get you added. :) Ok, I'm gonna go rest my aching hands now... Love ya!





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