Disclaimer: as u can probably tell, I don't own DBZ. I would like to but I can't. so….enjoy the fic. Bye.



No One Ever Thought….



Bulma was working in her lab when Yamcha walked in with a wide smile on his face. He had one hand behind his back, and the other on the door. He came up very slowly behind her but she knew he was there. With his free hand, Yamcha covered Bulma's eyes. "Guess who." He said in a playful voice.

"Don't you know never sneak up on a woman? You could get hurt." Now it was Bulma's turn to be playful.

"That's what I indent to do. Here." He handed her the box behind his back.

As Bulma opened the box her eyes shot wide open as she starred at was in the box. It was a ring. An 18k gold, 14k diamond, but instead of a diamond it was an aquamarine, to match her eyes.

"Well, what do you think?"

" ahhh….uhhhh….w-w-what can I say. I mean its beautiful Yamcha. Thank you."

"Bluma Briefs," he said getting down on one knee, "will you marry me? I know I did some awful things to you in the past but I don't want to lose you. I'm ready to settle down. I love you. I need you. So will you make me the happiest man on Earth by saying you will be my wife?"

"……yes…I will marry you."

Later That Day



BANG!!!!!!

"Oh Kami, not again!" Bulma was in her lab working on some papers when she heard the gravity machine blow up, again. She got up out of her chair and ran to the window. Since it was on the first floor, she decided it would be faster if she just jumped out of the window. Bulma ran to what was left of the gravity machine and started to look foe any sign of Vegeta. She moved a piece of the debris and saw Vegeta's hand twitching.

Vegeta tried to move some of the rubble himself but found that he couldn't move. He tried to power up and push all of it off but that just drained his energy and he passed out on the second try.

'Vegeta why do you have to be such a jerk? You could kill yourself one of these days' thought Bulma to herself. She suddenly felt that if Vegeta DID die, then a part of her would be ripped from her. She just couldn't let that happen. So with all of her strength she moved as much of the debris as she could. After three tries, she moved the piece that was covering Vegeta's chest and head. His breathing became easier.

"You have to push yourself to the limits don't you. Your gonna kill yourself." Bulma was looking at his wounds and found that they weren't as deep as she originally thought. Vegeta was breathing very slowly and was still very much unconscious.

She wanted to move him inside but unfortunately it was a Saturday and all of her employees were off work, and Bulma knew that she couldn't move Vegeta herself.

"Dad! Get out here right now! DAD!!!" Bulma looked down at Vegeta and tried to wipe some of the blood off his face. Bulma's father came running out as soon as he heard his daughter screaming for him.

"Oh dear me, dear me. What a mess this mans in. Come dear, lets take him to the infirmary." Bulma's father said wiping his brow.

"You take the feet, I'll take the head. Ok dad?" she said still starring at Vegeta.