A new story! YAY!!! I already miss making the VMB/DBZ stories but that's life. Some quotes you may recognize are in places of this story. Inspired by a story called Bulma vs Vegeta.

I don't own the story line or DBZ or the music about to be put in this story. I hate doing these disclaimer thingys so this is probably the only disclaimer you will ever see.

Vegeta: WHAT!? You mean I cannot do disclaimers anymore!?

Me: that is exactly what that means!

Chapter 1

Bulma looked around her kitchen, everything here was suffocating. Her job as president at CC was suffocating, her seven year old needy son Trunks was suffocating, her headstrong husband was suffocating, her roofs were suffocating. She needed higher roofs! She needed less responsibility! She needed less needy people! She needed compassionate people in her life! She needed to leave or she was going to loose her mind!

These thoughts plagued her mind day after day. She would go to work, do almost nothing, come home, care for a whiney kid, try to have a conversation with an anti-social man who couldn't care less what she did at work. His idea of a great conversation was usually morbid. He was just a morbid guy. They didn't even love each other. The only reason they were together was because of a one night stand that ended in pregnancy. They should have known something like that was going to happen the first time Trunks came from the future to warn them of the androids. Alcohol can do that to you though. It wasn't that Vegeta and Bulma didn't care each other, they just didn't like each other.

Today was different though, today it wasn't just wishful thinking, today she was leaving. She couldn't take it, she was going nuts. She went into her room, backed her suitcase with her cloths, and left it on the bed. It was almost lunch time. Vegeta would be coming home to eat any moment now. She did her hair up, put on her make up, and brought her suitcase down with her. She sat at the table and waited for about five minutes before he came home.

"How was training," she asked like normal.

"Fine," he said gruffly, which meant he didn't get the work out he wanted.

"Are you hungry?"

"Not really," which meant I'm only here for water and I'm gone until dinner.

"You are going to have to pick Trunks up for me," she said.

"Whatever," which meant, no.

"I'm leaving Vegeta."

"So," meaning why?

"I'm going nuts. I can't handle you two and work. Goodbye."

"You're not seariously leaving," said Vegeta now with fear in his voice.

"Yes I am." Bulma picked up her suitcase and left out the door into her car are drove off.

"What the fuck just happened?"

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Vegeta stood outside the school building wondering what to do. Bulma left with a suitcase. She was not coming back. What was he going to tell his son? Wait, his son, he would actually have to communicate with him now! He had no idea how to be a father to anyone. His own just left him with that evil lizard. He didn't know the first thing about Trunks. The two were strangers. What kind of irresponsible idiot would leave him with a child anyway? The wait of the situation hit him so hard he literally fell to the ground. He staired off in disbelief for so long that he was shocked when he saw his seven year old in his face with a curious look.

"Where is mom," he asked.

"She left."

"Left?"

"Yea left! What part of left are you not understanding!" Trunks shot back in fear. Vegeta took a deep breath. He wanted to shoot himself. Why was he yelling at Trunks, Trunks didn't make her leave. "Come on I will explain it to you at home." Trunks got in the car and they drove home in silence. When they did arrive they both sat at the table in silence for a full ten minutes. "Your mother doesn't want to be here anymore."

"What do you mean," he asked with tears in his eyes.

"She left us and I don't think she is coming back any time soon. She packed all of her cloths and took a lot of money with her and a credit card. She is pretty much going to live off of CC money and not come home."

"but why?"

"Trunks, grown ups do crazy things for different reasons. I don't really know. She said something about going nuts and how she can't handle it. It didn't really hit me what was really happening until I came to get you."

"I'm tired," was all Trunks said. He went up to his room and cried himself to sleep. Vegeta didn't know what to do. Emotions where not exactly his forte. He was always taught to hide his emotions. The boy was only half saiyan. The human in him was stronger when it came to emotions. Vegeta put his face in his hands. He slid his head down to the table and he ended off dozing off.

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