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One Million Dollars!

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A Month Later...

"Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God!"

"B, please relax!" 18 whispered as she sat on her bed and watched as the make-up lady did Bulma's face.

"Do NOT tell me to relax! I have never been so nervous in my entire life!"

The make-up artist only smiled and stepped back. "Okay Bulma, we're finished. What do you think?" she asked as she pointed to the mirror.

"She looks beautiful!" 18 said with a smile. "Thank you for everything." The woman had also done 18's make-up.

"Yes, thank you so much!" Bulma said with a happy grin.

"It was my pleasure. You two just call me whenever you have somewhere important to be. You know I always love to help!" the woman said as she put away her utensils. "Good luck!" she said before she walked out the door.

"Okay, it's time for you to get dressed. Brides are fashionably late, but not too late," the blonde said as she walked over to the Japanese designed room divider and unzipped the cover that was over the dress that was hanging there. "This is beautiful."

"I had it done especially for me," Bulma said as she stood and walked over to get it and to put it on. She walked out and showed her best friend. "How do I look?"

"Vegeta will be floored. You look so pretty!" 18 said as she cleaned away some tears at the corner of her eyes. "I'm so happy for you."

Bulma looked herself in the mirror and sighed. She was wearing a simple yet beautiful white gown. The top part was decorated with lace across her bosom, and it had thin straps on her small shoulders. From her waist down it cascaded to the floor in two layers, and over her shoulders she wore a white, Japanese kimono shawl made of silk.

Her hair was held up in huge curls over a diamond tiara, and she wore a lovely diamond necklace with a matching bracelet and watch. She still hadn't put on her shoes, and she was pacing around barefoot, nervous more than she had ever remembered being.

The doorbell rang and she jumped. Sylph had answered the door and then she came running towards her room. "What's wrong?" Bulma asked.

"This came for you," Sylph said as she handed her a box. "It's from Vegeta."

Bulma nodded. "Is Ty ready?" Sylph nodded and then walked out of the room to finish getting herself ready. Bulma opened the note that was on top of the box and read. It said:

'I may not know what or why a woman needs so many shoes for, but maybe you can show me. When I first saw these, I thought of you.'

The note wasn't signed, but Sylph had said it was from Vegeta. The written words reminded her of the first time he had seen her closet. She opened the box and gasped. 18 came over to stand next to her and she gasped too.

"Oh my gosh!" Bulma said. She sat down carefully, mindful of her dress and took out a small leaflet that told her what exactly she was looking at. Shoes. But not just any shoes. 62-karat diamond and platinum shoes that she knew for a fact were priced at a million dollars.

"How rich is this man?" 18 asked her.

"He manages his father and his own company in his spare time, but he is one of the most renown photographers in the world," Bulma said almost absently, still staring at the box on her lap.

"Try them on!" 18 nearly yelled.

Bulma did and noticed that they fit her perfectly. She squealed in delight and stood to try them out. They were open toed and with straps all over and around her ankles. There was one big diamond in the center of her foot, and it had a tall thin heel. "They're beautiful!" Bulma said.

"Oh, they are!" 18 said as she sat down and looked at the leaflet. "I'm starting to think that you are the luckiest woman in the world. This man must have it bad for you if he is willing to buy you a pair of shoes worth a million dollars!"

"I know." Bulma gasped. "Look at the time!" she cried, and at the same moment she heard Sylph pounding on the door.

Her sister barged into her room, and smiled at Bulma brightly. "Bulma, you look beautiful. But if we don't leave now we are going to be late!" she yelled.

"I'm coming! Are the cars ready?" Bulma asked. In order for the press to not find out, they were going to use Escalade's with tinted windows, one would leave, and then the other, to tip off whoever may be watching her home.

"Yes, the cars are in the garage. Ty and I are leaving in the first one now and we are going to where the ceremony is going to be," Sylph said.

Bulma nodded. "Come on Juu, we need to get into the other Escalade now, I don't want to be late, but we are going out through the other side of the garage and it will take us a bit longer," she said.

18 nodded and grabbed her purse and the coat that matched her dress. As the maid of honor, she got to choose the dress of her liking and she opted for a tight black dress that only went over one shoulder and clung to her curves tightly. The hem was slanted and flared out, and to compliment her long legs, she wore black pumps. Her hair was up in tight curls, and she wore make-up that brought out her cat-like eyes.

"I just hope that we don't see anyone that will tip off the press," Sylph said as they went for the door.

Ty ran out in a puffy white dress, with her long dark blue hair up in large curls piled atop her head right above a crown of white roses with lace trailing behind her, and she was wearing matching gloves with her dress. She looked at Bulma and smiled. "You look so pretty, momma," she said sweetly.

"Thank you baby. If we weren't so late I would hug you and swing you around, but we'll do that later, okay?" Bulma asked as they walked out the door.

"That's okay," Ty said happily.

All the women were out the door and down in the basement in a matter of minutes and without being seeing by any of the neighbors. Sylph and 18 helped Bulma get into the car without getting her dress wrinkled. Then they were all off to the ceremony.

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"I'm so nervous," Bulma whispered as they arrived.

"Don't be, okay? This is your big day and we can't have you getting all hysterical," 18 said with a smile.

Her friend nodded and took in a deep breath and then let it out slowly. Then the driver opened the door and helped her step out. Bulma looked at their surroundings and smiled brightly.

They were standing in front of a small building that was at a very considerable distance from the city. It was made for small receptions like this, and it had many open walls. The whole structure was located a few feet away from the edge of a cliff that overlooked the ocean. At the bottom, the waves hit against the wall of rocks and created a beautiful scene.

Inside of the building, there were a few chairs for the small group of people there, and at the front, there was a table with a book and the judge sitting there waiting. Vegeta was standing outside with Goku, her brother Lex, and Raditz, and all four looked absolutely handsome.

Vegeta was wearing a custom made Prada suit, she knew because she had seen him getting his measurements, with a crisp white shirt, a dark red vest underneath, and a silk black and gray tie. Goku was wearing a similar suit, but his was gray with the same colored vest and tie. Lex was wearing a suit like Vegeta's, but he had no vest and his tie was red. Raditz was wearing a gray suit with a black vest and a red tie.

Bulma, 18, Sylph, and Ty walked over and Bulma took Vegeta's hand as he offered it. He smirked and looked her over, nodding in appreciation.

"You look so handsome," she whispered. Then she looked at the other men. "Well, you all looked absolutely handsome and refined." The men thanked her, and she turned back to her soon-to-be husband.

"Let us go," Vegeta said as he entwined their arms and hands and walked her inside to the waiting judge.

Bulma couldn't keep the smile off her face as she walked next to Vegeta. God how she loved this man, and after they were married, she would be his completely. They sat before the judge in a room filled with white roses, magnolias, tulips, and orchids. There was a series of intricate sheer white curtains all around, and there was one large table for them to celebrate in when it was over.

The ceremony started promptly and it was over before they knew it. Bulma signed the record book and then watched in excitement as Vegeta signed it too. It was all like a wonderful dream, she just couldn't believe it.

"By the power vested in me by the state, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Mr. and Mrs. Ouji." He turned to Vegeta. "You may kiss the bride," the judge said.

Vegeta nodded and turned to Bulma, he pulled her close and then laid the most tender kiss he had ever given her on her lips, relishing in the sweet taste of her. He pulled away and smiled at the gentle flush on her cheeks, then he blinked a few times when a flash went off.

Goku was serving as photographer, he was almost as good as Vegeta, and he was the only one taking pictures of the ceremony. He was the only one that could be trusted for the job.

Bulma had hired a cook that was going to make food for their small group, and he was off in the kitchen, preparing everything. She had talked to him about confidentiality, and had made him sign a contract that would have allowed her to sue if he said anything. But if he didn't, he was paid a nice amount of money.

Vegeta pulled Bulma outside towards the edge of the cliff and away from everyone. He pulled one of her hands towards his lips and lay a gentle kiss on it. Then with his other hand, he took out a black velvet box and took out the ring and placed it on her hand.

Bulma smiled and then took out the matching band but for a man and placed it on his finger. "I can't believe this is happening," she whispered with a smile, pressing her forehead to his. "I love you."

"And I you," Vegeta replied, his fingers caressing her face.

"I had been meaning to thank you for the shoes, they're beautiful. Besides, I know how much they cost you," she whispered mischievously.

He looked at her incredulously. "Do you have a sixth sense for anything that is fashion?"

Bulma giggled. "Every model has to have one," she whispered. Then she sobered and looked at him seriously. "It's going to be hard to live away from you," she whispered.

"Are you sure that you don't want to live with me yet?" he asked.

"We agreed to wait. At least until after all this custody battle is in stable condition," Bulma said sadly. "Meanwhile, it doesn't mean that we can't spend time together," she smiled mischievously.

Vegeta chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest. "I think that you and I will be spending a lot of time together," he whispered sexily, leaning over to kiss her with all the pent up passion he had felt since he had met her.

"I want you," she whispered. "This feeling inside of me is something unlike anything I have ever felt before. I'm not scared anymore," Bulma smiled.

Vegeta felt his heart warm up at the sight of her beautiful smile. That smile that she had reserved for him. It was different than the smile she had for her daughter, or for her siblings, and even for her friends. That smile was just for him.

He loved her. With every ounce of his being, he loved her. He had never given his heart to anyone, and now he had found the perfect woman to give it to. He had even gone as far as to gift wrap it and lay it at her feet.

"Are you already zoning out on me?" Bulma grinned.

He snorted. "I was just thinking of all I have done for you," he whispered.

Bulma raised her brows. "Hmmm, really?"

Vegeta enlightened her. "I had never let my pride down for any woman, never cared for anyone to even hold a many-month relationship with. With the exception of your step-sister, but that was a different case. But here I am, confessing my love for you. Giving you my heart and making your life a part of mine. And I don't regret any of it."

A soft laugh bubbled from her throat. "That is so good to know," Bulma said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed a kiss to his cheek, trailing it down to his lips where they kissed.

They were startled apart when Ty ran over and hugged them both around the waist, as much as her small arms could. "Momma, you promised to hug me and twirl me around!" she said happily.

"I did, didn't I," Bulma said as she picked her up. "Geez kiddo, you're getting real heavy. In a few more months I wont be able to pick you up anymore," she said as she twirled her daughter and then hugged her tightly.

"Maybe I can help," Vegeta said as he took the little girl in his arms and gave her a squeeze.

"Stop it! That tickles!" Ty giggled loudly, the way all children did when they didn't have a care in the world.

Bulma smiled and watched them, happy that Ty and Vegeta had such a good relationship with each other. "Come on, we need to go back inside to have dinner," she said.

Vegeta nodded and he walked back with Bulma, carrying Ty. They sat down to eat and had a good time for the rest of the night, drinking crystal and eating Italian food. They had a really delicious devil chocolate cake, but Ty and Goku were the only two taking advantage of seconds and then thirds.

Bulma and Vegeta were outside once again, watching as the sky darkened completely and the moon rose, full and beautiful. They had brought one of the cars around and it was playing soft music in the background.

"This feels like a dream," Bulma whispered as they moved quietly to the beat.

Vegeta smirked and nodded. "Wait until you see where we are going to spend our wedding night at. And guess. It is a sur-..."

...prise," Bulma finished for him, her eyes narrowed. "Alright, I won't complain about your surprises because they are the best that I have ever received. I can't wait," she said softly.

"Then we should leave now. It is a long way from here," he said. Then he stopped and scowled. "Kakarot and your blond friend are going to be there too, in a place nearby, but they will give us a headstart," he said.

Bulma raised her eyebrows. "Really? Juu didn't tell me anything."

"Maybe she wanted to surprise you," he said with a smirk. "I do enjoy spoiling other people's surprises."

She rolled her eyes. "We should go. I want to spend a few minutes with Ty before we go." He nodded and grabbed her hand as they began to walk back into the small structure.

Vegeta shot a few pictures of his new wife with her daughter, and took others of the few friends that were there. Bulma spent some time with Ty before the night was over, and Sylph took Ty home with Raditz, and Goku and 18 went home together.

Bulma and Vegeta were going to take his private jet to a place near some mountains, and then they were going to drive for a few hours towards their destination.

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"Wake up," Vegeta shook Bulma awake when they arrived to their destination. She yawned and stepped out, shivering as the cold seeped into the warm jacket Vegeta had made her wear. There was snow everywhere and in the middle of it was a cabin with a frozen lake and a huge cluster of pine trees as a background.

"This place is beautiful," Bulma complimented as she walked into the cabin. The snow was high outside and it created a wonderfully romantic scene. As she walked around, she noticed that the house was pleasantly warm and there was a fire at the chimney.

"It belonged to my father, but he gave it to me when I graduated from college. It offers peace when you need it," Vegeta said as he grabbed the luggage and walked up the steps.

Meanwhile, Bulma looked around. The walls were made of oak, just like the ground, but it had a large carpet with Navajo designs. The couches were large and beige, and the chimney was made of marble and stone. On the walls, there were many paintings of winter passages, and some of when it was spring.

Adjoining that room was the dinning room with a large, dark oak table and a glittering chandelier above it. All around there were windows with clear collage images in them, and some on the doors. There was a large room with a pool table, a bar and close by was the kitchen.

There were a few bookcases with pictures and Bulma smiled as she looked them over. Many of them were of Vegeta when he was a small boy, playing in the snow and skiing over the frozen lake. There was a particular picture that made her laugh. Vegeta was hiding behind a tree and he had thrown a snow ball at his unsuspecting father.

Another one that made her giggle was one where he looked to be about two years old and his parents had dressed him so heavily, that all you could see were his angular, black eyes, and a point on his beanie where his hair was pushing against it. He looked absolutely adorable.

She took one more look around and sighed. 'I can't wait to see the bedrooms!' Bulma thought as she walked towards the stairs and began to go up to the second floor. She made it and encountered a long hall with two doors on either side. She listened for noise and then walked to the room that Vegeta was in.

He was standing by the window of the room, talking on his cell. He had taken off his jacket and his boots and was in his leather slippers. Bulma watched him as he spoke into the phone in annoyance. Then he hung up and didn't turn, "It's not polite to eavesdrop," he said as he turned slowly.

"I didn't hear anything you said. Who were you talking to?" she asked as she walked over to him and stood looking at him with a smile on her face.

"I was talking to Kakarot. He was going to come over with your friend, the blonde woman, but they stopped to get something to eat. Not strange for Kakarot, but they said that they would be over later," Vegeta said.

"Are they going to stay with us?" she questioned.

Vegeta shook his head. "I haven't shown you everything, but there is a smaller cabin right behind this one. They will stay there."

Bulma nodded and looked around at the bedroom they were standing in. It was a big, vast, and with the basics in the bedroom, but it made the room look nice. There was a large bed that was low to the ground and with big, warm quilts and many big and small pillows.

In one corner there was a book case and to the right of it was a long closet. On the other corner there was a bureau, and at the other corners, there were tall lamps. The floor, walls, and ceilings were made of pale oak, and there was only one window.

There was a couch similar to the ones in the living room, and a chair near the drawer. Near the closet, there was a door and Bulma deducted that it was the door that lead to the bathroom, she'd check it out later.

"This place is nice," Bulma said as she looked around.

He nodded, "It is a safe haven for when I feel frustrated or overwhelmed with work. It is a good place to be isolated from everything and everyone," Vegeta said as he drew her into his arms and kissed her neck.

Bulma sighed pleasantly and wrapped her arms around his neck as his kisses slowly trailed all the way up to her awaiting mouth. As he distracted her with his tongue, his hands removed the heavy leather jacket she was wearing and he threw it on the bench that was at the foot of the bed.

"Vegeta," she breathed as she pressed her hands against his chest in a silent signal for him to stop.

"Don't fight me, there are no impediments now," he whispered as his hands began to wander over the curves of her slim body.

"I bought something that I wanted to use with you," she whined.

"Right now I really don't care for what you are wearing or want to wear," he breathed as he caressed his hands over her body.

Maybe she wanted him to touch her, but maybe it was the almost pleading note in his voice, but she stopped fighting and figured that she could use the negligee with him some other day. Instead, she kissed him again and ran her fingers through the thick spikes of his hair. His hands began to undo the buttons of the shirt she was wearing and he lowered her arms to pull it off.

Bulma watched him through lust filled eyes and pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his perfectly muscled chest to her hungry eyes. They kissed again, and then Vegeta turned her around, pressing her back to his chest.

She gasped again when he pressed her bottom into his crotch, rubbing her against his aching need, and Bulma found that he was more than ready. She was in for a sight after what she had felt. She came back to herself and found that he was unzipping her jeans and...

(Insert sex scene here)

Bulma lay in his arms, gasping for breath and trying to still her wildly beating heart. Vegeta was still watching her through half-lidded eyes, taking in the scent of her soft, damp skin, and her flushed face.

She smiled at him and caressed his face. "Was that your way of making me pay?" she asked him with a soft laugh.

Vegeta shook his head and smirked, "Oh, I'm not done with you yet," he growled as he moved off her and then flipped her onto her stomach.

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A Few Hours Later...

Bulma lay with Vegeta spooning her and his arms wrapped around her tightly. She had been quiet for a long time, trying to relax. She wasn't even sure her voice was going to work after the intense experience she had just gone through with Vegeta.

"Are you going to cook for me? I'm hungry."

Vegeta rolled his eyes as she interrupted his moment of peace, though now that he thought about it, he was hungry too. He would have more time to explore her and her body later tonight. "I think that I will cook, because if I set you to the task, I'll be dinning on burnt chicken again," he snickered.

Bulma smacked the arm that was wrapped around her waist. "That chicken burned because YOU distracted me. You and your deprived hormones. That is the second time something has ever burned on me in my life!"

"Right," Vegeta said sarcastically.

"Keep at it and you'll be sleeping alone tonight, buddy," Bulma said as she sat up and stretched, arching her back like a cat. She stood and walked over to her suitcase. She took out clean, relaxed clothes and stood. "Want to join me in the shower?" she asked seductively.

Vegeta watched her for a few seconds and then nodded. "A long, hot shower," he muttered as he followed her into the bathroom. Bulma laughed and shook her head as she closed the door after him.

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Did you guys like? I hope so because this has started to be one of my favorite stories along with 'Sapphire Flame.' So everything seems to going just fine, right? Hmmm, if you guys have followed my work from the moment I started, you'll know by now that happily ever after isn't going to happen anytime soon. I wont say anymore cause I gotta go. Have a good week!

Byebye

!Joey!