Author's Note: Hey guys! This is the absolutely first fic I've ever written… I just haven't posted it on the internet! Hope you guys enjoy it!

Disclaimer: No I do not own Dragonball Z…. nor do I make any money from writing fics! I'm just an overly obsessed fan! But hey! Can you blame me?]



Power to Bulma!

By: Vegeta's Blue-Haired Angel



It was midnight and Bulma, quietly, snuck out of bed, hoping no one noticed her departure. She went into the closet and took out an outfit and left the room. Little did she know the man who lay besides her, Vegeta, pretending to be asleep, was watching her every move.

'Where is she going?' he thought, 'She's been sneaking off for the last few nights! Tonight is the last night of these enigmatic nighttime strolls!' Vegeta silently crept behind Bulma; she led him to the gravity chamber door (remember it is attached to the house). She flicked on the lights and walked in. Vegeta followed her in and stood behind her. Clearing his throat, Bulma quickly turned around.

"Ve- Vegeta? What are you doing here? How did you…" Bulma trailed off.

"Oh don't think I didn't notice you sneaking out of bed, woman… It's obvious what you are doing here… you're training."

"Why? Is that a crime?" she snapped.

"It is to me! My own wife (Wife? O_o) hiding things from me! What other secrets are there? There must be more that I don't know about!"

"…"

"What is your power level? 5, 6… maybe at the highest 10!"

"I don't have to answer you!"

"Why? Afraid your own child could beat you, woman?"

"How dare you say that!!!!"

"Why is it such an offense then, woman?"

"Because, Vegeta, you don't know me as well as you think!"

"Really, woman? Then enlighten me! I want to know every little secret you kept from me!" They stared at each other for a while. Bulma finally broke the silence.

"I don't have to take this! AND I WON'T!! I AM GOING TO BED!"

"What's your hurry? You still haven't answered my question!" Vegeta sneered. Bulma glared at him and walked over to the door, opening it. Faster than the speed of light Vegeta moved in front of the door blocking Bulma's escape.

"Move out of the way or I'll… I'll…"

"You'll what? Hurt me? I highly doubt that!" Vegeta said, looking arrogantly at her.

"I could hurt you if I so wish!" Bulma retorted.

"Fine! I give you one free shot!! Right in the stomach!" Vegeta was expecting a slow punch, therefore lowered his guard. Bulma's anger grew and grew as he stood there looking mockingly at her. Before she knew it she punched him hard and fast in the stomach. Vegeta wasn't expecting a punch of that strength or speed and fell into the hallway wall. Winded Vegeta looked up at Bulma who was stepping out of the Gravity room and gingerly over him and heading to their room. Vegeta stared at her in shock.

'What type of power does she possess?' he thought, watching her walk into the master bedroom. Suddenly a small whimper came from Trunks' room. Vegeta watched Bulma run across the hallway into their son's room.

"What's wrong, baby?" Bulma asked, hugging Trunks.

"W-why do you guys always have to fight?" Trunks asked in a shaky voice.

"Your father and I just have different perspectives on things. Now hush and try to get some sleep." Bulma said, rubbing Trunks' back. Trunks fell asleep in his mother's comforting arms. Bulma gently laid him on the bed and walked to the doorway, where she stood gazing at her son with a far off look in her eyes. A warm hand lightly touched her shoulder, wrapping itself around her arms. Bulma stiffened and turned off the lights to Trunks' room.

"He's such a great kid, Vegeta." She said before turning out of Vegeta's embrace and walking to their room. Vegeta stood and watched Trunks' chest rise and fall with each slumbering breath. Finally he turned and followed Bulma into their room.

Vegeta walked over to the bed and knelt down next to Bulma's sleeping form. He still couldn't believe how beautiful she was, especially sleeping. The way the moonlight enhanced her features: her full lips, her beautiful creamy white skin, and her luscious turquoise hair. She was such an enigma. There was so many things he hadn't learned about her, but he never cared about that before, so why start now? He leaned forward and kissed her forehead before returning to his side of the bed and lying down. Pulling her up against him he fell asleep.



Soft warm sunlight fills the room, rousing Vegeta. He tries to sit up but feels something keeping him to the bed. Something soft lies on his chest. He looks and there is Bulma, memories of the previous night came flooding back to him. Bulma stirs.

"Good morning!" she directs at him before yawning. Vegeta says nothing as he watches her stretch, cat-like, before leaving the bed.

"I will be out today, hopefully back before dinner." She said and walked to her closet. She pulls out some shorts, shirt and something Vegeta couldn't make out before entering the adjoining bathroom. Vegeta heard the shower running and decides it's time to get up.

He wakes Trunks and both walk into the gravity room for a hard days practice.

It was nightfall before Bulma returned home.

"Where were you?" Vegeta said, eyeing her damp hair. Bulma shrugged and picked up the mail, off the table.

"Bills, bills, bills, b…" Bulma trailed off as an excited gleam came into her eyes.

"What's wrong, woman?" Vegeta asked, cautiously.

"I have an invitation to my high school reunion!" Bulma said looking dreamy eyed. Clapping her hands together she gave the invitation to Vegeta who looked at it in disgust, but read anyway. It read:



Dear Ms Briefs,

You have been cordially invited to your 15th year high school reunion. The reunion will take place on Friday, March 22 at 6:00pm. The reunion will be at the Blah-Dee-blah Country Club. You are aloud to bring a partner for this event. Please make your reservations by March 18.

Call: 1-800-9BLAH.

Yours,

1 Orange Star High

"It's only about a week away! I am so very excited!" Bulma exclaimed.

Vegeta threw the letter down.

"I wouldn't even bother with this 'High School Reunion' thing." Vegeta growled.

"You probably don't even know what one is!" Bulma retorted.

"Well…you see… um… Er… I don't need to know such useless information!" Vegeta replied, turning red.

"RIIIIIIIIGHT! Vegeta! And you ARE coming with me! Don't you even dare try to worm your way out of it!"

"I also don't want what happened last time, I went to a reunion happen…" Bulma trailed off, muttering to herself.

"What happened last time?" Vegeta growled, if someone did something wrong to her! They would pay dearly, with their life.

"Nothing! That's in the past! So let's just think about the future!" Bulma said quickly.

"Hey! By the way! Where is Trunks?" she asked.

"He's upstairs with Kakkarot's youngest brat!"

"Ooh! Goten's over!" Bulma said, heading upstairs. Once at Trunks' room Bulma peered in. Both boys were on the floor playing with toy figurines. Bulma walked in the room.

"Don't think I forgot my promise!" Bulma said, surprising them. Goten let out a yelp and Trunks jumped a little. Both boys looked at each other with mischief in their eyes.

"TO THE LAB!" they cried out at the same time.

An hour later Chi-Chi came by to pick up Goten.

"Thanks for watching him, Bulma. I hope he wasn't too bad!" Chi-Chi exclaimed.

"Oh no, Chi! He was angelic! Now may I talk to you privately outside for a moment!" Bulma asked.

"Sure…" Chi-Chi said, a worried expression came across her face as Bulma led her outside.

"Do you think you can watch Trunks, tomorrow?" Bulma asked.

"Yea! Sure but why all the secrecy?" Chi-Chi asked.

"Well you see, tomorrow is Veggie boy's and my anniversary and I would like to take him somewhere. Only I want him to be oblivious to my plan!"

"Aww! How romantic!" Chi-Chi giggled, "What time can I expect Trunks over tomorrow?"

"About 2:30?" Bulma asked.

"Sure! Hee hee! Goku and Gohan can take them fishing!"

"That'll be great!"

"Moooooooom!" came Goten's exhausted voice, as he made his way towards the car.

"Yes Goten?" Chi-Chi yelled.

"When we get home can I train with dad and Gohan?" he asked.

"Absolutely not!!! You are going straight to bed, Mr.!" Chi-Chi barked, "Now get in the car!"

"Yeess mom." Goten said.

"I think it's time I get going, Bulma! See you tomorrow!" Chi-Chi said.

"Alright Chi! Bye!" Bulma replied, waving to Chi-Chi as she drove off. Bulma walked in the house locking the door behind her.

"Tell me… where were you really?" Vegeta whispered in her ear. Bulma turned around to face Vegeta.

"THAT is NONE of YOUR BUSINESS!" Bulma said, through clenched teeth. She stomped into the living room.

"Ok honey," she said to Trunks, "It's time for bed!'

"Aww man, mom! Do I have to?" Trunks whined. Bulma's expression suddenly turned dark and tormented looking.

"March right up those stairs and get ready for bed!" she demanded, making Trunks cower before her. Then her expression turned cheery.

"I'll be right up to tuck you in honey!" she said. Trunks dashed up the stairs. For all the years he's lived with his mom he STILL wasn't used to her dramatic mood swings.

Bulma sat on the couch and closed her eyes. She felt as if she were being watched and heard Vegeta start up the stairs. A while later Trunks called down the stairs.

"MOM!" he called, "I am ready to be tucked in, now!"

"Alright honey! I am on my way up, now!" Bulma said, starting up the stairs. When she got there Trunks was on the floor playing with trucks.

"Well this certainly doesn't look like sleeping!" Bulma exclaimed, in mock anger. Trunks laughed.

"Well, silly! I was waiting for you! I can't sleep until you tuck me in!" Trunks said, "Dad tried once and I just couldn't get to sleep! I guess you have THE magic touch!"

"Magic touch, huh?" Bulma said, "All moms have their own special 'Magic Touch.' Just like Chi-Chi has with controlling Son Goku!" Trunks started laughing, again.

"Alright, hun, it's time to sleep!" Bulma said, tucking Trunks in and kissing his forehead.

"Mom?" Trunks said, faintly.

"How come you never kiss me like you kiss dad?" Trunks asked. Bulma thought for a moment.

"You see, Trunks, I kiss your father differently because he's my husband, my mate, as your father calls it, and that's the way mates kiss each other. One day you'll have a very pretty girl to call your own and you'll kiss her just the way I kiss your dad! I have two separate loves for both of you! I love you in a way a mother could only love her son and a love for your dad as a wife can love a husband." Bulma explained.

"Do you love dad more than me?" Trunks chocked out.

"NO! Of course not! My love is of equal amount for both of you! It has no limits!" Bulma said, "Now it's time for you to sleep! Good night, Trunks."

"Good night, mommy." Trunks said, drifting off. Bulma smiled, turned off the lights and readied herself for bed. As she emerged from the adjoining bathroom Bulma saw Vegeta sprawled out on the bed.

"Oh! Poor dear!" she said, walking over to him, "Must've tired himself out today!" Bulma started stroking his hair before crawling into her side of the bed. No sooner did she lie down than two strong arms pulled her to a rock solid and ironically soft chest.

"Good night, Vegeta!" Bulma muttered.

"Not yet, woman!" he said propping himself on his elbows, staring down on the blue-haired beauty beneath him.

"What do you mean, 'not yet,' huh?" she asked, in mock irritation.

"You know exactly what I mean!" Vegeta said in his deep and incredibly sexy voice. Bulma smirked.

"You're right! I know exactly what you mean!" she said, huskily.



Morning approached too early for Bulma and Vegeta. Rising tiredly Bulma put on a robe and went to Trunks' room to get him ready for his Saturday football practice, which lasted until 1:45pm.

"Trunks?" Bulma said, looking through Trunks' room. Dashing out into the hallway Bulma yelled out Trunks' name.

"MOM?" Trunks' yelled up the stairs, "MOM! Go back to your room and tell dad to stay there! I have a surprise for you!" Bulma sighed in relief. She headed back to her room. Vegeta was sitting up on the bed.

"What are you screeching about woman?" he demanded.

"You didn't mind my 'screeching' last night Vegeta!" Bulma said, slyly. Vegeta just 'harrumphed' and started getting up.

"WAIT! Trunks says he has a surprise for us! At least show some gratitude and wait!" Bulma said.

"Fine woman!" Vegeta growled he wasn't really in the mood for her nagging. He sat down next to her. Bulma put her head on his shoulder and sighed. Suddenly all annoyance was gone and Vegeta pulled Bulma closer to him. A while later Trunks came bounding into the room, something hidden behind his back.

"Ok! Ready!" Trunks said, excitedly, "Close your eyes!" Vegeta growled and was about to protest but Bulma lightly touched his arm and shook her head. He let out an exasperated sigh and complied.

"Ready? You can open your eyes now!" Trunks said. Bulma and Vegeta opened their eyes. Bulma gasped, Vegeta snorted.

"It's BEAUTIFUL!" Bulma exclaimed, holding up the beautifully decorated frame, containing Bulma and Vegeta on their wedding day, which were, at the moment the picture was taken, deeply involved in passionate kiss.

"Do you like it?" Trunks asked, uncertain.

"Trunks it's a really beautiful gift! I love it!" Bulma said, gathering her son in her arms. After a time she finally spoke.

"Ok honey it's time to go to football! I am really grateful you remembered our anniversary! Unlike some big mean Sayian next to me!" she said, scooting Trunks out of the room. After Trunks left Vegeta pulled something up from the floor next to him.

"Now don't say I forgot anything!" he said, handing her a bouquet of roses and baby's breath.

"Vegeta when… where… how?" Bulma asked, stunned.

"None of your b…!" he growled, but Bulma pulled him into a kiss.

"I love you…" she whispered huskily into his ear, causing him to shudder, "I also have plans for today so don't count on doing anything else except spending the day with me! Chi-Chi is watching Trunks at 2:30 'till we're finished."

"Oh Kami! Do I have to?" Vegeta whined, playfully.

"Oh yes you do AND you're going to like it!" she said, with that she got up and went downstairs, to prepare a quick breakfast before Trunks had to leave for football. After dropping Trunks off at his practice Bulma went shopping for a new swimsuit. She found the perfect one, a bit exposing but what the hell, right?

'Age doesn't matter,' she thought as she held up her blood red suit, 'I mean I do look like I'm 20! So why not?' Bulma looked at her watch. It was 1:30pm.

"Uh-oh! Better get going! Gotta pick Trunks up!" she said, to herself, as she got in her car and drove off.

In a couple minutes she was at the football field. She was there a bit early so she decided to wait. She watched, as the team did different plays and what not.

Finally, practice ended and Trunks came running up to Bulma, covered in mud, but looking radiantly happy.

"Hey mom! Did you see the awesome pass I just did?" he asked.

"Yes! And you were wonderful! Really a pro!" Bulma complimented, starting off towards the car.

Soon they were home, Trunks still gibbering about the different plays he did and the kids he tackled.

"Alright, Trunks! Go take a shower! You are going to play at Goten's for the afternoon." Bulma announced. Trunks grinned at her and took off upstairs.

Soon it was time to take Trunks to Goten's house.

"Ready to go?" Bulma called up the stairs.

"Yupp!" Trunks said, flying down the stairs and meeting his parents on the front lawn, "How are we getting there?"

"We're going to FLY!" Bulma said.

"You mean by the capsule jet?" Trunks asked.

"Nope! We're going to fly using our ENERGY!" she said, taking to the sky.



Author's Note: What? FLY? WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING? REVIEW!