Times Like These

Disclaimer: Yeah, DBZ is not mine.

A/N: Well, I'm apparently 11 years old again and back obsessed with DBZ (and VegetaxBulma, too, of course). I'm always having short little scenes/stories pop into my head about these two, so I decided, why not write them and share with you all? :)

So, this is just going to be a set of mostly stand-alone drabbles focusing on Vegeta and Bulma, and also just the Briefs family in general. I'm not using prompts - just writing them as they come to me. I'd like to say that I'll post regularly, but I'm not making any promises...hehe. Also, I'd like to point out that for now the T rating is just a blanket rating. It could go up in the future (I do like to write the occasional VxB sexy scene ;D), but I'll be sure to warn you beforehand if it does. OK, on to the stories!

Chocolate-Covered Strawberries

The sight before Vegeta definitely wasn't an unusual one now that he had been living at Capsule Corp for over a year. Bulma was sitting at the kitchen table, happily munching on a bowl of what he had come to learn was her favorite fruit - strawberries. Although, this time, he noticed there was definitely something different about those red berries. For one, they didn't look very red.

"What the hell are you eating, woman?" he asked gruffly, as he stood in front of the table peering suspiciously at the bowl of fruit.

Bulma, with a half-eaten strawberry in her hand and far too pleased with the deliciousness of her treat, chose to ignore his tone and choice of name for her. Honestly, she was getting used to it by now. "Oh, Vegeta, you have to try one! They're chocolate-covered strawberries." She gently pushed the bowl towards him. He eyed it again for a brief moment before apparently deciding this was a waste of his time and heading towards the fridge.

"Hmph," he responded with a grunt as he opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. "I have no need for such sweet things. That's for weaklings to enjoy."

Bulma rolled her eyes. "Fine. All the more for me then!" Vegeta turned to watch her as she happily took another bite of her rather large strawberry, her tongue darting out to catch the bit of juice threatening to spill from her lips. Vegeta tried to will the slight blush from spreading across his cheeks, but judging from the teasing wink she threw at him when she looked his way, he was pretty sure he had been unsuccessful.

Taking a large gulp from his bottle of water, a realization dawned on him. This was another one of her games - it had to be - and judging by her smug expression, she was winning. He had originally thought that trying one of the damn fruits was what she wanted him to do, so regardless of whether or not he was curious about them, he did not bend to her will. But, it seemed that that was what she wanted all along. She didn't want to share them; she wanted them all to herself like the selfish woman he knew she was. And now she was happy - pleased with herself. Well, not for long, he decided. She wasn't winning - not today.

"God, I can't believe I actually wanted to use the dragon balls to wish for a lifetime supply of strawberries!" she exclaimed with a laugh as she noticed Vegeta casually walking back towards her and once again standing across the table from her.

"Yes, that was indeed idiotic," he chimed in nonchalantly.

"I know!" She laughed again as she plucked another berry from the bowl. "It would've been much better to wish for a lifetime supply of chocolate-covered ones like these instead. Oh, those were the days, you know? Traveling around with Goku and the others, not a care in the world..."

As she continued to speak (all of which Vegeta was tuning out), he took in her expression. She had turned to gaze out the kitchen window - her eyes glazed over with nostalgia.

Perfect.

"Well, in the end, the things I gained were worth so much more than silly strawberries," she stated with a sigh as she snapped out of her memories. Her hand reached back into the bowl only to find it... empty?

"Vegeta!" He was now standing in the doorway with his back to her, but he threw her a victorious smirk over his shoulder as he popped the last strawberry into his mouth and ate it, stem and all.

"Grr, those were mine! I said you could have one, not the whole bowl!" she shouted but it was too late - he had already left the room.

"Hmph!" Bulma threw her arms across her chest in a huff, but her frown slowly turned into a smirk. "I knew he'd love them. He has such a sweet tooth, after all."

A/N: Thanks for reading and please review! I'll try to post more soon! :)