Bound to you.

The city

As requested YezdanYava , hope you like it so far. Thank you for the idea. Feel as though I've made a new friend here haha.
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New to the city and it's alien smells, fumes from belching vehicles quilting the streets,ambience of loud footsteps from commuters. No glances were made, making it more awkward as if he couldn't feel any more out of place enough. He stood still, checking his phone, whilst crowd of people continued to walk past occasional bumping into his shoulders, not phased he looked ahead following the directions as shown on google maps. He furrowed his brows looking around at the different shops, this was all new to him.One of his close friends had moved here couple years back, they'd stay in touch often; she coaxed him into moving here. Here he is, setting foot into London city on his own for the first time. He was overwhelmed just how big the place is, living not far from the centre, he hadn't left far from his apartment for first few weeks. His friend had encouraged him to venture further, embracing the culture which he felt very unsettled. He caught a glance of a scruffy looking man holding up a 'big issue' sign, desperately wavering the magazine in passer by faces; noticing his glance the man tried to approach him. Looking around nervously, he pretended to answer his phone as he proceeded to walk ahead, he looked back seeing the man glaring back at him; perhaps he's not the first person to do that. Looking away fighting back a grin knowing the man was still glaring mumbling some insults at him, what an odd place, people were either too polite, or too upfront. He stood outside a costa cafe, looking around double checking if it was the correct place; for he lost count exactly how many Costa's he walked past. He heard a familiar voice calling out his name, he spun on his heel folding his arms.

"Vegeta,hey! you found it!" Bulma smiled handing him a cup of hot chocolate. "so, how was your first time using the public transport?" she ignored his glare knowing earlier he had complained why she couldn't of just given him a lift.

"Hated it, the stink was unreal." Vegeta scoffed at her staring at the hot chocolate. "trying to sweeten me up now?" he quirked a brow at her as he took a sip.

Bulma rolled her eyes at him. "you are going to have to get used to using public transport mr! you can't just linger about your apartment."

"Watch me." he grinned as she frowned at him.

"well, we ready for some window shopping?" she yanked on his arm as they started to walk forward, she laughed as Vegeta groaned he glanced at the pigeons strolling along the path way waiting for crumbs to fall on the ground from the commuters. The stopped in front of one particular shop bright red with white word 'Hamleys' written on the front, so pristine and eye catching. Bulma stood looking through one of the windows. Vegeta rolled his eyes at her. "you have no idea just how expensive this place is!"

"it's a toy shop? of course it'll be expensive, one way to bleed through parents finances just to keep their little brats happy." Vegeta looked over at a mother glaring shaking her head in disgust as she walked in with her children. Bulma noticed this and clipped Vegeta on back of the head.

"come on!" she gripped his arm pulling him away from the store embarrassed by causing that little scene as others glared over at them, thanks to the upset mother who over heard him. "such a tool!"

"If I've hurt her feelings, then that's her problem not ours." Vegeta shrugged as he tucked his hands in his jean pockets whilst Bulma proceeded to tug at his arm. Like a child in a sweet shop, this was her haven, and it was one of his peeves with her. She assumed he'd enjoy browsing through countless shops whilst she'd gossip about friends. Entering into one particular clothing shop, he was too preoccupied looking at the locals to even notice the name of the shop. Judging by how others were dressed, it wasn't that for the working class. Bulma had him sat outside the changing area, he rolled his eyes and started to browse on his phone. How long could it possibly take for this woman to try on different clothing? practically close to an hour. There was a young male member of staff that caught his attention, they both caught each other glancing causing them both to smirk. Bulma had interrupted his glance as she stood pouting at him. Vegeta looked at her up and down quirking a brow. "what?"

"be honest, I look fat in this don't I?" she looked over for reassurance as she glanced at her self at the mirror on the side.

Vegeta smirked knowing full well she didn't, she was merely looking for his reassurance. "yes" he laughed as she stood opening and closing her mouth in shock. before storming back behind the curtain. Vegeta, glanced corner of his eye noticing the member of staff was no longer stood there. he sighed leaning back.

"you're horrible!" Bulma whined behind the curtains as she started putting her clothing back on. She sulked as she started to storm out the shop with Vegeta following behind. "Can't believe you called me fat!" she glared at him from corner of her eye.

"correction, you called yourself that." Vegeta smirked at her knowing she couldn't stay mad at him, she turned and punched him in the arm. They started to walk towards the square gardens, looking around at the crisp green grass as families were sat having picnics, couples sat on benches sharing lunch together. Vegeta felt himself being yanked backwards as Bulma pulled him back. "what the f-"

"Vegeta this is one of my friends Chichi." Bulma smiled over at Vegeta nudging him to say something, he just stood staring at her. Bulma rolled her eyes. "You'll have to excuse him, he gets a little shy when around strangers." She smirked as he scoffed at her. "what you doing now, since you left reception job at the hotel?"

"still reception work, my cousin got me work in recent dojo not far from here. It's got it's benefits." Chichi grinned at Bulma, both started to giggle between each other. Vegeta shook his head staring up at the sky, he was prepared to be stood still for an hour, whenever Bulma approached someone she knew, that was it. He folded his arms staring at them both. "how about you both walk back with me? can show you my office and introduce you to Videl who also works there. They are pretty laid back there so it won't be a problem." She smiled over at them both.

"sure!" Bulma smiled in excitement ignoring Vegeta's protest. As they started to head towards a small building Bulma felt a tug on her arm, she grinned looking back at Vegeta. "come on, besides it's been a while since you done martial arts." she noticed Chichi turn round looking over at them both. "hey, what way to get to meet new people than signing up?" Bulma winked at Vegeta ignoring his pleas. She proceeded to enter the building with Chichi, Vegeta slumped walking behind keeping his eyes to the ground to avoid any eye contact. They entered into small reception area, shelves filled with trophies. Vegeta looked around the room whilst Chichi introduced Bulma to her other colleagues. The room was so small, one computer and phone. there were certificates hung on the wall, refreshments sat at the back of the room.

"And here's where they do their training!" Chichi guided them towards a door, she quietly opened the door so they peep through. There were mix age groups sparring each other, amongst the group one of the men slowly paced the room keeping an eye on them.

Vegeta quirked a brow, he felt himself warm up as he caught the glance as their dark eyes locked, he bit his lip as their glance broke off. "who's that?" Vegeta pointed towards him. Bulma looked at Vegeta grinning as Chichi looked over.

"oh that's the owner, his name is Goku." Chichi looked over at Vegeta who smirked folding his arms not breaking his glance.

"sign me up." He kept his glance as he notice Goku glanced back over at him with a half smile, before having to intervene kids taking their fight too far.