Chapter 2 : The Real Reason
Later that night, around nine or so, Bura went into her parent�s room to talk to her mother. She just had to find out something or her mind was going to blow.
All the arrangements for Yamucha�s visit were done. So Vejiita wouldn�t have to worry about seeing or hearing Yamucha some time during the night, they put Yamucha in a room almost clear across the whole building of Capsule Corp. Bura felt slightly bad, after all, he had come to catch up on lost time, and being in a house like hers, across the building can almost mean fifty miles away.
Pan had also decided to spend the night, not wanting to miss anything dramatic that might occur. Of course, Bura told her that nothing was going to happen; her dad wasn�t going to kill Yamucha. But the dark haired girl insisted, spending most of her time outside, sparring with Vejiita and Trunks anyway. That�s where she was right then, as a matter of fact.
Once Bura got to the door that lead to her parent�s room, she pressed her body lightly against it, listening for a moment before knocking twice.
"Come on in," Buruma said from inside.
Bura twisted the doorknob and stepped in to find her mother making the bed. She closed the door behind her, walking across the room and sitting in a rocking chair that was close to the bed.
Buruma smiled at her, "Hi, honey. What are you up to?"
"Oh�nothing really. Just wanted to know what you were doing," Bura responded, shifting a bit in the chair, now trying to decide whether or not she should spark up this certain conversation.
"Well, as you can see�" Buruma started, running her hands across the bed sheets to get out all the wrinkles before sitting down on it, "just getting ready for bed."
Bura nodded her head slowly, looking down at the dark blue carpet.
"There something on your mind?" her mother asked, grabbing a brush off her nightstand and running it through her short hair.
The girl shrugged. She was quiet for a moment before looking up at Buruma, "Hey, did you notice anything weird about Yamucha?"
"Weird?" Buruma questioned, thinking about it for a moment then giggling, "I think the better question would be did I notice anything not weird about Yamucha."
Bura showed a small, forced smile, "Seriously. What�s up with him? I know you two had a thing before�what was that like?"
At first, Buruma looked shocked that Bura would come up with such a question, considering this kind of conversation never really popped up, "Why do you ask?"
Again, Bura shrugged, "Just a question."
"Well�" Buruma started, letting the L sound roll on her tongue for awhile. Then she smiled to herself, suddenly looking as if she were going into a daydream, "We met when we were just sixteen. He was this desert bandit and I was�well�a teenage girl looking for a boyfriend. Son-kun and I were on the search for the dragon balls when we ran into him. He was the cutest thing I ever saw�" she trailed off.
Already, Bura had a certain twinkle in her eyes, the sparkle that every girl gets when she hears an old-fashioned romance story. She sat forward on the rocking chair a little, her hands clasped in her hands and a smile on her lips.
"Yamucha was terrified of girls, believe it or not. He would stutter and get all sweaty whenever he saw one before running off like he just saw a ghost. But overtime, he got used to me and we fell in love," she paused again, reminiscing on the good old days. Bura waited patiently for more.
"I invited him to come live with me and your grandparents here at Capsule Corp. and he accepted. This is when trouble happened�I guess I broke the barrier of Yamucha�s fear of girls and he was always around one. Well," Buruma gave a laughing sigh, "now that I think back on it, they were mostly all over him. I was jealous nonetheless and I put all the blame on him, making us fight constantly.
"We did grow apart, yes, but we were still considered as a couple. Then Yamucha got killed and I realized how much I missed him. And you know what the ironic part is?" Buruma asked her daughter, a slight glint in her eye.
"What�s that?" Bura asked, putting her hair behind one ear.
Buruma smirked, "Your father is the one that killed him."
Hearing this, Bura�s eyes widened with astonishment, her mouth hanging open, "No way! Dad and Yamucha fought over you and Dad won?! So that�s how you two got together!"
"No! No, no, no�" Buruma waved her hands in front of her face and shook her head, "That�s not how it worked. Vejiita didn�t even know me back then. He just came to Earth to kill Son-kun. I can�t say I remember perfectly�but I know he went to Namek to collect those dragon balls, along with Kuririn, Gohan, and I. Things happened�eventually Yamucha came back, but we were never the same," she admitted, her head lowering in sadness.
Bura�s eyes also saddened, thinking about all those years being wasted on a love that didn�t seem to be there. It almost made her want to go over to Goten�s place and just tell him how she felt.
"That�s when Trunks came�from the future. He told us that Androids were going to be attacking, so I let your father stay here to train. To put it all in a nutshell, Yamucha and I grew farther apart and Vejiita and I got closer. I soon ended up pregnant with your brother and�well, the rest is history," Buruma finally finished.
The girl sat in silence for a moment. She remembered her mother telling her about her older brother coming to the past to warn everyone before, so she wasn�t about to question that. But for some reason, her mom�s story sounded�wrong. Utterly wrong.
"Were you and Yamucha broken up when you got pregnant?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
Buruma sighed and shook her head, "No, I can�t really say we were. Sure, we hardly saw each other, but he still assumed we had something. I can�t say I was right in doing what I did, I was mostly trying to get revenge."
"Revenge?" Bura questioned, an eyebrow raised in curiosity.
"Yeah�Yamucha was always taking other girls out on dates and since Vejiita was there�it just happened. It�s not like I planned to get pregnant, Bura. Yet overtime I did fall in love with your father and vice versa, though he doesn�t show it too often," Buruma sighed again, putting a hand to her cheek, "Yamucha was just too fickle."
"Fickle?" Bura questioned once again, her eyebrows now narrowed down into deep concentration. She looked away from her mother�s eyes and down at her hands, "Do you think he�s still like that?"
Buruma kept her mouth shut for a long moment before answering slowly, "�No. Yamucha has changed a lot, ever since I did end up pregnant. Sure, he still has this tendency to buy fancy clothes and up-to-date cars to impress whoever he can, but I never once heard him going on another date with another girl."
Bura twisted her hands around each other, "Why do you think he didn�t?"
"I don�t know. Maybe from guilt, maybe just because he learned that he wasn�t one to settle down and he didn�t want to get involved with anyone," Buruma explained, lowering her eyes also, "I can�t say for sure."
They both went quiet, not knowing what else to say. When Bura stood up suddenly, Buruma jumped out of her thoughts and looked at her daughter.
"Well, thanks for the info, Mom," Bura said with a smile, walking towards the door, "it�s always fun to listen to your stories."
Buruma mimicked her smile as Bura opened the door, "Anytime. �Night."
"�Night," Bura replied, stepping out of the room and closing the door. Once out in the cool hallway, she sighed and rested her back against the wall. She closed her eyes and shook her head, whispering to herself; "You�re wrong, Mom. Yamucha did change, but only because he realized he really did love you�"
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The next morning, Bura awoke to the brilliant light that shone into her room through her curtains. She groaned lowly as she dug her face into her pillow, trying to block out the disturbance. Even as she did this, she knew she would be getting up; never being able to fall back asleep once she woke up.
She sighed and threw the covers off of her, dragging her feet into the bathroom to get ready for the day. Today, she didn�t feel like moping around her house or just sitting on her bed. She felt like shopping.
Putting on her sleeveless blue shirt and short denim skirt, she added her favorite black boots that came up to just a little past her shins. She also put on some light makeup to make her face glow, only then feeling ready to take on the day. She grabbed her purse and was out.
Bura walked down the stairs, going into the living room. Once in there, she noticed Pan and Trunks on the couch, sleeping at either end. Their feet each reached the others hip, their mouths opening and closing slightly. She smiled at the two and entered the kitchen where she found her parents sitting at the table.
"Hi, you guys," Bura greeted, giving them both a kiss on the cheek before getting out the orange juice from the refrigerator and pouring herself a glass.
Vejiita only gave a short grunt in response, Buruma smiling at her, "Hi, to you, too. Any plans for the day?"
Bura nodded while taking a sip, setting the cup down on the table before answering, "Shopping at the mall. Need to see if they got anything new since the last time I was there."
"I�m sure there�s something�" Buruma said, but then trailed off as she realized who just came into the kitchen.
"Good morning, everyone!" Yamucha greeted happily, making Vejiita clench his eyes and fists tightly, growling in annoyance.
Yamucha noticed this and slowly backed out of the kitchen without another word.
Buruma rolled her eyes, "Vejiita, stop being a jerk."
Vejiita showed her a mocking smirk, his dark eyes full of mystery, "Did I say anything?"
His mate got up from her chair, walking over to him and getting right in front of his face, "It was never the things you said that got you in trouble, it was what you did."
He snorted and looked away from her, only then realizing that Bura was no longer in the room, her cup of orange juice still one-forth full.
Back into the living room, Bura followed Yamucha out, "Don�t pay any attention to him. He�s all talk."
Hearing this, Yamucha smirked and leaned against the back of the couch, hardly taking notice to the two sleeping on it, "I don�t know if I should believe that or not, but we did make a deal with him. I can stay here as long as I stay out of his way."
"You weren�t in his way when you said good morning," Bura shook her head, "he just isn�t used to you."
"Be quiet! I don�t wanna�" Pan suddenly said loudly before going into a fit of incoherent words and a lot of mumbling.
From this sudden outburst, Trunks� body jumped as his eyes slowly opened to stare up into the face of his smiling sister.
"You sure slept a long time," Bura said, her smile turning into a smirk, "it�s five in the evening."
"What?!" Trunks yelled, sitting up quickly and swinging his feet to the floor. Yet since his legs were against the couch and Pan�s were on the outside, flinging his legs pushed her legs off, causing her to fall to the floor.
Bura and Yamucha cracked up laughing at the scene, Trunks blushing with embarrassment as he stood up and put his hand behind his head. They all looked down at Pan, who looked too shocked and confused to do anything but sit on the floor.
"Eh heh�sorry about that, Pan," Trunks apologized, reaching a hand down to help her up, which she accepted.
Bura calmed down on her laughing, shaking her head, "I was just kidding anyway, Trunks. It�s only ten in the morning."
Trunks sighed, a little red still resting on his cheeks, "Great. But thanks for waking me up, I have to meet up with Goten at eleven."
Hearing his name, Bura winced.
"Umm�" Pan said, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and going over to Bura, "What are you gonna do?"
"What does it look like?" Bura asked, putting a hand on her hip.
Pan looked her up and down before yawning, "Want me to go with?"
Bura shrugged, putting her purse strap more on her shoulder, "If you want to."
"Great, let me just get ready," Pan said, slowly heading towards the stairs.
"Hey�do you two mind if I tag along? I haven�t been shopping in awhile," Yamucha asked, standing up straight from leaning against the couch.
Pan whipped her head around, her hair flying with it, "Eh!? B-but�" though Pan was usually one to speak her mind, she couldn�t bring herself to ask why her and Bura would want someone so old to "tag along" with them. After all�he was older than her grandfather!
"Sure, I don�t mind," Bura suddenly spoke, eyeing Pan out of the corner of her eye, telling her to just agree.
Sweat drops galore appeared all over Pan as she thought of the possibilities. She sighed and just headed upstairs, not even trying to start a fight with Bura that would be worthless.
Guess it was just gonna be one of the days where she hung out with her best friend and a sixty-five year old guy...