Vegeta had recently thrown a tantrum over the pink shirt Bulma made him wear. "Slave woman, I demand you get me my clothes back!"

"I'm not your slave woman for the last time. And I refuse to get you another outfit!" Bulma walked away to prepare their dinner. Vegeta threw off the shirt and blasted it with an energy ball.

As he walked into the kitchen without his shirt on, Bumla flipped out, "Where is your shirt!"

"I lost it! Now, where is my dinner, slave woman?"

"Oh, I'll show you slave woman!" she yelled as she smacked him across the face. Vegeta was about to retaliate Goku walked in.

"Hey guys!"

"Kacarot, what are you doing here?" snarled Vegeta.

"I was flying overhead when I smelled food. What? I'm hungry!"

"Goku, you're hopeless," smiled Chichi as she stepped in.

Bulma finished making their dinner and everybody ate. Afterwards, Bulma snuck behind Vegeta and threw a yellow shirt on him.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" screamed Vegeta. He threw off this shirt and blasted it with another energy ball.

"Oh, is that how you lost your other shirt?" Bulma asked.

"Kacarot's allowed to wear his clothes," he mumbled as he walked upstairs. Bulma walked back to the kitchen to join Chichi and Goku.

"Well, I'd better get going," started Goku,"I told Gohan I would be back thirty minutes ago."

"WHAT!" screamed Chichi, "YOU LEFT OUR SON OUT THERE BY HIMSELF!" GO GET HIM!" Goku, realizing he was in trouble now, flew off to get Gohan. After Chichi calmed down, Bulma decided to tell her something.

"You know, Vegeta's not so bad when he's not angry," Bulma slowly said, "he's actually kinda cute."

"WHAT! How could you like that arrogant man?"

"I don't know, but I do. I think that I could change him for the better, you know?"

"Whatever you say, Bulma. You've known Goku longer than I have. He hasn't changed one bit since I've tried to change him has he? Those saiyans just have thick heads."

The next morning, Vegeta woke up but kept his eyes closed, dreading what Bulma was going to do to him that day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a blue monster in his face. Once his eyes focused and his heart slowed down, he realized that it was Bulma holding a plate of food for him.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK!"

"Hello to you too! Now, I've made you breakfast and got you a blue shirt to wear," smiled Bulma. Vegeta looked at her surprisingly. He wasn't sure why she was being nice to him. He

grabbed the food and gobbled it down. Bulma had a look of disgust on her face.

"Would it kill you to say thank you?"

Bulma stormed off. Vegeta looked confused.

"Women," he muttered to himself and continued to eat his breakfast.

After Vegeta reluctantly put on the blue shirt, he walked downstairs. Walking towards the kitchen, he suddenly stopped. He heard Bulma talking to Chichi.

"Chichi, was Goku so mean and rude when you met him?"

"No, not at all. He was very nice."

"Lucky you, I wish Vegeta was. I still like him, but he seems to hate me." Vegeta stood there in shock. Wad there another Vegeta he didn't know about? No, of coarse not, he thought, Kacarot and himself were the only saiyans left. Vegetas waited a few seconds, and then proceeded into the kitchen.

"Slave wom-I mean Bulma, uh, thank you, for breakfast," he mumbled. He quickly walked outside and started to train himself. Bulma looked confused.

"Chichi, you don't think he heard me, do you?"

"I don't know. You should probably go talk to him." Bulma slowly walked out to where Vegeta was training.

"Uh, Vegeta, can I talk to you?"

"Look, if it's about the thank you, leave me alone. I just thought about what you did for me, okay?" Vegeta quickly went back to his training and ignored Bulma's presence. Bulma walked away, wondering if he had heard her.

Later that evening, Chichi left and Bulma was left sitting on the couch. Vegeta walked in and was heading for the couch. Bulma saw him and got up.

"Vegeta, I really need to ask you something. Did you hear what I said earlier today, about you?" Vegeta wasn't sure how to answer.

"Well, uh, yeah, I did." He avoided looking at her.

"Then you know that I really do like you?" she whispered as she moved closer. Vegeta couldn't move. It was as if he were bolted to the ground. Bulma moved closer to him, preparing to kiss him. As soon as her lips touched his, Vegeta was able to move.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Vegeta yelled as he pushed Bulma away from himself. Bulma looked hurt. Vegeta then realized what had just happened. He was about to walk upstairs to go to bed when he stopped, faced Bulma, and kissed her. He then proceeded to go to bed. Now Bulma was very confused.

When Bulma woke up the next morning, she made sure Vegeta was asleep and left. She planned to drive out to the country, where Chichi and Goku lived.

When she got there, she told Chichi all about the events that had happened the previous night. Goku overheard them and decided to pay Vegeta a visit.

Vegeta woke up, only to see a black monster in his face. After his eyes focused and his heart slowed down, he realized Goku was staring at him.

"KACAROT! WHY IS EVERYONE TRYING TO KILL ME!" Goku smiled at him.

"Hey Vegeta. I found something," he said as he threw Vegeta his normal outfit. Vegeta looked at this and looked at the outfit Bulma laid out for him; black pants and a green shirt.

"Uh, actually, I think I want to wear the other clothes. I was, uh, going to ask Bulma if she would, um, you know, go out with me," he said as he put on the green shirt. Goku started laughing at the thought of Vegeta on a date.

"I'm sorry Vegeta, but it's such a funny sight!"

"WHAT! STOP LAUGHING AT ME KACAROT! THAT'S THE LAST TIME I TELL YOU ANYTHING!" Vegeta stormed out, leaving Goku laughing on the floor.

Vegeta flew over to Goku and Chichi's house and banged on the door. Chichi and Bulma answered it.

"Bulma, I demand you get ready. I'm taking you out now and no excuses," he said to her. Bulma was in shock. She smiled at Chichi and told Vegeta she was ready. Vegeta grabbed her and flew her into town.

Since Vegeta was new at the dating thing, Bulma picked where they should go. She picked a nice little restaurant that claimed itself to be the classiest in town. When they entered, the place looked like it was trying to be a fancy restaurant. They had high stemmed wine glasses, but they served hamburgers and steaks.

They got a table and ordered. They got their drinks before their food and Vegeta kept squeezing the glasses too hard and breaking them. He went through eight glasses before the food came. When he tried to cut his steak, he split the plate in half.

"Okay, that's it!" yelled Vegeta as he stood up, "You humans cant do anything right!" Vegeta left the building

and Bulma quickly followed.

When they got home, Vegeta sat on the couch and pouted. Bulma sat next to him. "It's okay; it was sweet of you to take me out." She kissed him. Just as she was about to pull back, Vegeta grabbed her and kissed her back. They eventually got tired of sitting on the couch and they went upstairs. This time they slept in the same bedroom.

Two months later, Vegeta was getting better at being a boyfriend. He didn't take Bulma out very much, but he cared for her. Bulma had recently decided that they would go to the United States and visit Las Vegas.

About a week later, they arrived in Las Vegas and decided to visit the casinos. Vegeta and Bulma split up. Vegeta was having difficulty having fun at the slot machines when a waitress walked up to him.

"May I offer you a margarita?" she smiled sweetly. Vegeta tasted it and loved it right away.

Around twelve margaritas later, Vegeta staggered off to find Bulma. She was playing

and winning a game of craps. Vegeta snuck up behind her and kissed her. After she collected her winnings, he dragged ay from the table and faced her.

Bulma, I love you! I've always loved you! And I was wondering," he hiccupped, "would you marry me?" Bulma realized that it would not be smart to upset a drunk saiyan, so she said yes. It doesn't matter; she thought to herself, after all, I love him.

Soon there were in one of those sleazy Las Vegas chapels getting ready to get married.

"Do you, Bulma, take Vegeta to be your husband?"

"I do," stammered Vegeta.

"Uh, Vegeta, he was asking me," Bulma corrected him, "and I do."

"And do you, Vegeta, take Bulma to be your wife?"

"Sure!"

"You may now kiss the bride." Just as Vegeta was about to kiss Bulma, he passed out.

"Uh, he has problems with kissing in public," Bulma told him. She eventually got him back to

their hotel room where she made him sleep on the couch.

The next morning, Vegeta woke up and it took him a minute to realize where he was. "WHERE AM I! HOW DID I GET HERE!" Then Bulma walked in to calm him down.

"Calm down! I brought you here last night. Don't you remember what happened last night?" Vegeta had a blank look on his face. "Vegeta, we, uh, we got married."

"WHAT!"

"Shhh, it was your idea! I think it's time to go home now."

The plane ride home was very silent. They also didn't talk when they got home. Bulma couldn't keep quiet any longer. She had something very important to tell Vegeta.

"Vegeta, remember about two months ago when we, you know, did it? Well, I'm pregnant." Vegeta's eyes grew wide and he passed out.

Sorry, I must stop here. I have been overcome with a depression I am having trouble getting out of. I cannot continue to write while in this condition. Therefore, I aplogize to those of you you wish to read more. It may take a week or more before I can continue this story. Shai.