IDoNOTOwnDBZ.Other than that, enjoy!
_

Vegeta didn't understand it. When a saiyan bonds with his/her mate, the mate should age as the saiyan does. And yet, his mate's lifespan cycle is clearly NOT symmetrical to his. Something is not right.

'Something is not right,' Vegeta thought. 'The woman bore my children, so she is definitely my mate, but she is aging like a NORMAL human. Otou-san said that when a saiyan and his mate bonds that the mates lifespan would become equivalent to that of a saiyans, if done correctly. Kuso! What the hell is going on?'

And so Vegeta just continued to sit on Bulma and his bed pondering upon that thought. 'Curse you Freiza! I'd have I answer if you didn't destroy the saiyan race. Sure, Nappa and Raditz accompanied me to this planet, but those two baffoons couldn't even tell the difference between their right hand and their left let alone the mating ritual. Damn it! At this rate the woman would be long dead before me. Shit! How am I suppose to deal with that?'

As Vegeta was still lost in thought, Bulma walked into their room for their adjoined bathroom.

'This is new. Vegeta never sits and stare into space like that before, and he hasn't even said anything to me since I stepped out of the bathroom! Whatever he's thinking about must really be bothering him. I wonder? Is it because I'm aging so fast compared to him? I mean come on he's looks nothing over 18, and I'm SO much older than that.' Sigh. 'He's probably better off with some other young girl than me right now.'

This pained Bulma. 'Who wouldn't be pained by the fact that your a 50+ year old woman married to a (saiyan)man who looks not a day older than 18? They look more like mother and son, not husband and wife!'

Another sigh left Bulma lips as she continues the trip to their bed they shared, still not a single word from Vegeta;s lips.

Finally having enough of the silence, Bulma finally musters up the courage to ask Vegeta what he was thinking about.

"Hey Vegeta. What's got your mind all so worked? I mean you haven't said a word to me since I came in here. It's not like you."

Vegeta just sat in his position against the bed headboard a little while longer not really listening to Bulma's question, still thinking up a way to solve the aging crisis. This definitely didn't go unnoticed by Bulma. So, of course, she asked again.

"Vegeta are you going to answer or what? Say SOMETHING!"

"Woman! I trying understand why the hell the f**cking mating ritual went wrong! Now leave me alone and let me think!"

This caught Bulma by surprise. 'Woah! For Vegeta to actually admit that? It must be REALLY bugging him. Wait. Did he say mating ritual? There's a ritual to their MATING?'

This definitely got Bulma thinking. 'How can Vegeta not know about his own species mating ritual? Isn't he suppose to be that prince? Then again he did leave on that last mission of his from Vegetasei when he was young, so he probably didn't have anyone give him the "talk" about it and his two "companions" he had at the also didn't seem like the brightest of the bunch. But I don't understand why it should bother him so much.' Sigh. 'I should just leave him be. I'm tired anyway. I'll think of something in the morning.'

"Night Vegeta," Bulma said as she turned to turn off her lamp.

"Uhn," was all Vegeta said as he continued to sit there for awhile longer.