The following morning, Bulma still wasn't talking to Vegeta after giving him the cold shoulder all through the day, dinner, and in bed. Vegeta was giving more that just the mutual feeling. He kept himself locked in the gravity room and only came out to eat. When he came out, the phone rang and it was Eighteen.

"Yeah I'll come with you to look at dresses - - this weekend? Isn't that little soon - - yeah I guess that make sense - -okay see you soon." Bulma pressed the end button on her cell phone and dropped it in her purse and said, "They are having the wedding this weekend. I think it's too soon but there really isn't going to be many people and it's not going to be very big. We just have to shop for clothes and bring in a few dishes."

She looked up and Vegeta was downing juice faster than a horse and never answered her. Bulma rolled her eyes and the last thing she said before she left was, "Bye, I don't know when we'll be back." Then she slipped on her shoes, swung her bag over her shoulder and shut the door behind her.

***

Bulma ran her fingers through her short blue hair as Eighteen drove through town in West City. "Is something the matter?" Eighteen questioned.

"Besides Vegeta being the natural born jerk that he is, nothing." Bulma breathed out a heavy sigh.

"What happened this morning?"

"I wasn't so much this morning, it was when I asked him about being in the wedding. Now he's talking about not being at the wedding at all. Not that it had anything to do with you, he judt didn't want to be in the wedding, then we got in an argument and figured he would win by telling me that he just wasn't going to go. He probably will be there he's just trying to do this to prove something to me I guess." Bulma explained.

"Vegeta may not want to admit it," Eighteen began, "Krillin said he has noticed a change in Vegeta. If Vegeta was worse than he is now, than I'm glad I didn't meet him until now but then again I was pretty pretty bad," she laughed and adjusted her sunglass on her face. "He'll come around some how and it's not that big of a deal. Our feelings aren't hurt, we know how it is. I know how it is. It's kind of why I waited so long to agree to marry Krillin." She shrugged and then turned left into a mall.

The smell of pretzels and coffee hit the women as soon as they entered the doors. They went straight for a little dress shop and Bulma asked, "So are we all supposed to where the same thing?"

"I've decided against that," Eighteen answered feeling the material of a dress between her thumb and finger, "What may be alright for one person may not be right for another. Besides Marron is going to be my maid of honor and I'm not sure you and Chi Chi really want to wear what she's wearing." she chuckled.

"By the way, what is Chi Chi wearing?" Bulma mentioned while sliding dressed back on the rack.

"She said that she was going to modify a dress she already had. I offered to buy her one but she said that she would much rather fix the one she had. She wouldn't budge the more I offered."

"Bless her heart she tries so hard to make ends meet and get her sons a better education. It doesn't help with Goku gone."

Eighteen agreed and picked out a short pink dress. "I think this would make you're boobs look huge." She said holding the dress up to her friend.

Bulma laughed. "Okay I'll try it on." Then Bulma strode to the dressing room. She peeled off her tank top and shorts and let the dress fall over her head and around her body. It was short but flowy and Eighteen was right, it made her boobs looks two sizes bigger. However the only one she wanted to enjoy itsaid he wouldn't be there. However the dress did look perfect and it went with her hair and skin tone quite well. She even thought it made her look younger. She took the dress off and put her clothes back on and walked out of the dressing room. "We have a winner." she snnounced. "But I want to grab some shoes. Oh these pretty white flip flops would be good. Then I won't have to worry about getting sand in my heels. Look at this pear necklace. I have one like it but it's smaller. I think this big one would be cuter with this dress don't you think? I have earrings at home."

Before she knew, Bulma had bought an entire outfit and was set. Next they had to go to the Bridal store which was just put in the mall. "Hello ladies, how may I help you?" greeted the sales woman.

"Yeah, um I need a wedding gown." Eighteen said looking around at the store with nothing but wedding gowns.

"Well you've found the right place," the woman said with extra entusiasm, "We have any kind of gown you want. We even do customized gowns. See anything you're interested in?"

"I need something simple. Really simple." Eighteen instructed.

"How about this?" the woman selected a gown with beads sewn all around it. It was ankle length and sleeveless.

"I was thinking about something as simple as you can get. Like take the dress you have, get rid of all the girl and obnoxious junk, cut this off enough so I can atleast walk and that's the dress I want. I love clothes but I'm getting married on a little island with the sand and the waves and the wind..."

"Oh I have a few things you might like. Ma'am, can I help you with anything?" Her question was directed at Bulma.

"Oh, no. I'm just going to head to the men's clothing store over there, I'll be back." Bulma waved to Eighteen and then left the store.

As she walked diagonally to the men's store, a familiar voice caught her attention and forced her to look over. In simple, civilian clothes was Yamcha walking with some girl she wasn't too familiar with. Bulma didn't think that she'd see her at the wedding, more than likely she'd see a totally, completely different girl there with him. She made eye contact with him and looked back ahead of her.

Second's later Bulma felt a hand on her shoulder. "Hey Bulma."

"Hey, Yamcha."

She tried to keep walking towards guy's dress clothes but the still had a hold on her shoulder. "So are you going to to Eighteen and Krillin's wedding. I heard Krillin was going to ask Vegeta to be an usher. How well did that go?"

"Yeah I'm going, in fact she's in that store over there buying a dress. Well about Vegeta, we're having a disagreement about it right now and I don't know what he's going to do."

"Hm." Yamcha replied like he already knew that was going to be the answer, "Well me and Tien are going to be the other two ushers. Piccollo was called to be one, but the dude can't work a phone. He said he would feel silly standing up there but he's be at the wedding. You know if Vegeta doesn't want to it's fine. I can always walk with you." He smiled.

Then a brunetter girl about his height butted in and stuck out her hand, "Hi, I'm Amy, Yamcha's girlfriend."

"And I'm Bulma, Yamcha's ex-girlfriend and happily taken by someone else." Bulma shook hard and smiled back.

Yamcha smiled uncomfortably and said, "Well it was nice seeing you again." He called and then he grabbed Amy's hand and walked in the opposite direction. Bulma could still hear him talking even though he was walking farther away, but it sounded like he was apologizing and explaining their past relationship.

Bulma laughed to herself and continued walking. She seen a short sleeved, royal blue button down shirt and they were in Vegeta's size. Luckily, there was a smaller version of the shirt that was perfect for Trunks. Then she was off exploring for two pairs of black slacks to go with the shirts.

Once she purchased those, she left the store and Eighteen walked out at just the same time with a fancy, tied up box. They met in the middle and Eighteen asked, "What did you by in there?"

"Stuff for Trunks and Vegeta. Did you find the perfect dress?" Bulma smiled.

"After a series or trial and error I finally did. But I want the dress to be a surprise so everyone gets to see it the day of the wedding." Eighteen smiled to herself. Bulma noticed Eighteen was a totally different person when it came to shopping. She thought to herself that she had just found her new shopping buddy.

***

Through out the rest of the day they shopped for decorations and Bulma privately shopped for wedding gifts. Bulma didn't get back home until late and that didn't help Vegeta's already developed grumpiness. Bulma came into the house with her bags in her hand and only seen Trunks sitting on the couch with two boxes of pizza, one opened on top of the other and he was watch cartoons.

"Where's Dad at?" Bulma asked setting her shoes by the door.

"He's either in the gravity or your room." Trunks shrugged, his mouth covered in pizza sauce.

"Hun, get a napkin, I just bought those couches." Bulma said exasperated and then she ran upstairs when she seen the gravity room door was open. She pushed open the bedroom door. Vegeta was asleep on the bed and she decided that she would just let him sleep. She tucked away all the stuff she bought into the closet and retreated to the kitchen to find something for dinner.

***

The morning of Krillin's wedding finally arrived after a week of pouting and distance between Bulma and Vegeta. Vegeat laid there pretending to still be asleep while Bulma went downstairs for breakfast. He was told that the wedding wouldn't be until late that day so whether he desided to go or not he had a lot of time to think about it. Which he was debating about it even though he was trying hard to go back to sleep so Bulma wouldn't bug him about it but from thinking too much, sleep never came again.

He rose from his side of the bed and padded to his dresser. He adjusted a pair of shorts around his waist and pulled a sleeveless shirt over his head. The door opened behind him and Bulma passed by, not even bothering to look at him. This only made him more peeved and he jammed the dresser drawer shut and thrived in the gravity room training all day.

***

Bulma had her dress and everything on and was nagging Trunks to put his clothes on before they were late. Then she rushed to the gravity room door and pounded on it, "Vegeta! This is the last time I'm going to tell you to put some clothes on if you're coming. She waited and there was still no answer and no sign of him comging out. She huffed as said, "You're a fucking ass, you know that?" And then she stomped off to make sure that Trunks was getting ready. Together they loaded the wedding gifts and food into Bulma's newest plane model and they were headed full speed to the Kame House.

The sand had chairs lined up and were decorated with balloons and streamers. The house was decorated the same way and looked really good. She was the last one there and everyone noticed that Vegeta wasn't with them but they were kind of expecting it.

Korin and Yajirobe were there as wel and Piccollo, Kami, Dende, and Mr. Popo. Puar and Oolong sat together with Chioatzu. Little Goten sat up front with Piccollo and there were about fifteen other people that were there. It was very small and cozy and the wedding was about to begin.

Because Goku wasn't there, Gohan took the place of Krillin's best man and there was a Justice of the Peace behind a podium. Trutled was standing by a small radio and started some music and then let Marron get on the back of his shell and manuvered down their sand isle. Tien smiled and Chi Chi and then they were next to walk. Bulma looked around, hoping that Vegeta would show up but instead Yamcha took her elbow into his and said, "Don't worry, Amy didn't come with me." He smiled and then they marched.

After them, little Trunks came down with the rings on a small pillow and stood on Krillin's side. Soon the musice changed to the traditional wedding march and Eighteen emerged from the house. Her hair blonde hair was piled up on her head and looked curly and beautiful. She had a blue necklace around her neck (obviously the 'something blue'} and had, as simple as she could get it, a silky spaghetti strap, white dress that came to her knees and no shoes on.

Krillin looked nervous in his short sleeved button down shirt and slacks. He was sweating and shakey when they turned to face the ocean.

It was like a secene from a movie. They said their vows in front of the sunset but it was hard for Bulma to pay attention becasue she was too bust looking around, hoping for Vegeta to show up. She looked across from her as Krillin slipped the ring the rest of the way on Eighteen's finger. Yamcha smiled at her and winked and then watched Eighteen slip Krillin's ring on his finger. They kissed to seal the deal and every clapped and whooped with joy.

And Vegeta still wasn't there.