Cosmic Love 2: Love, Blood, and Pride

by KatrinaGG

Sequel to Cosmic Love: With war, family, and drama, Bulma and Vegeta are further apart from each other than ever before. Can their own son be the key to getting them back together? A/U B/V

14. And Our Love Will Conquer All

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ

Chapter 14: And Our Love Will Conquer All

Bulma stood up looking into her body length mirror and had to fight back the tears so that she wouldn't ruin her makeup. She slowly placed her hands in front of her, admiring her choice in her attire.

Ruta, Chichi, and Bunny were all in attendance watching as Bulma's smile was the finishing touch in her look.

"You look so gorgeous Darling!" Bunny said with excitement.

Chichi had tears in her eyes while Ruta gave a nod of approval. "Yeah your mom is right. You look amazing." Ruta said as she stepped closer to Bulma. "Still I am surprised that you chose this one over so many others. Not that I'm calling you a slut or anything, but I am surprised that you chose something so conservative."

Bulma loved her dress. It was a strapless luxurious satin, tulle and lace full A-line wedding gown. It had a scalloped sweetheart neckline, a satin bodice with hand-beaded embroidered lace appliques, a multi-tiered gathered tulle skirt trimmed with cascading embroidered lace, and a chapel length train. She felt like she stepped out of her own Disney movie. Every time she moved she sparkled and felt magical. It may not have been for everyone, but for her it was perfect. She turned to Ruta and with a smile she said, "I spent so many years in love with a Prince and wanting to be a Princess that I at least wanted the dress. I have plenty of time to be the sexy Queen that everyone expects me to be. But right now, I want to go back in time and be the girl that I should have been."

Chichi smiled at her friend. "Well I think it's perfect Bulma."

Bulma turned back to the mirror also loving the make job done on her. She had light blush on her cheeks and pale pink on her eyelids as black mascara made her eyelashes full and thick, framing her eyes beautifully. Her hair was pinned up in a high bun with blue diamond stones surrounding the base of the bun. The same stones were around her neck in an elegant necklace and studs with a tear drop effect were placed on her ears. "I'm ready." She said with a deeper meaning.

Chichi came up behind her and hugged her. "Yes you are. I'm sorry you couldn't have more earth customs in your wedding."

Bulma shrugged her shoulders. She didn't mind that much that she couldn't have brides' maids in her wedding. The only thing that kind of bothered her was that her father couldn't walk her down the hall. No one was supposed to walk the bride down the aisle. She wasn't supposed to wear a wedding dress...well at least not an Earthling wedding gown. A Saiyan woman basically wears armor but with a long skirt with a high split on each side. Bulma had put her foot down on that one. Vegeta had told her that she could have her dress but she had to compromise with Saiyan tradition, after all she was becoming the Queen of the Saiyan Empire. Bulma had wanted her father to walk her down but only royalty were supposed to be involved in the ceremony. But Vegeta decided to bend the rules for her once more and allowed Trunks to do so.

There was a sudden knock at the door that brought Bulma out of her thoughts. Ruta went to the door to see who it was. Once she looked at the person she opened the door.

Bulma turned to see her father standing in the doorway with a tux on. "Hi Dad."

Dr. Brief instantly started crying at seeing his baby girl in her dress. He stepped up to her and grabbed her hands. "You look more beautiful than...than I could have words for." He ended with a slight chuckle.

Bulma laughed herself and was glad that she had waterproof mascara, but she was still afraid of her strong tears. She pulled her hands away and started fanning her eyes. "Thanks Dad, but please don't make me cry."

"I'm sorry Darling. It's just that I'm so happy for you. I know how much you want this...how much you have always wanted this."

"Thank you Dad. We've had our ups and downs, but you have no idea how much I really do love you and even wish that you could walk me down the aisle too."

Dr. Brief only smiled. "I'll be with you every step of the way."

Bunny busted into a fit of tears and pulled out a handkerchief. "Oh this is such a touching moment."

Ruta nodded her head. "It is. Even I am moved and I'm a Saiyan."

Chichi rolled her eyes. "Wow, what a feat."

Ruta raised an eyebrow at her family member. She was used to her sarcastic comments and earthling ways by now though. "Chichi was Kakarot upset that he couldn't have a Saiyan wedding?"

"He never complained." Chichi said lifting her chin proudly.

"Ha!" Ruta said. "You probably wouldn't let him get a word in anyways."

Chichi's face became red, revealing the truth. "This isn't about me and Kakarot. It's about Bulma."

"Chichi's right." Dr. Brief said. "Let's go my dear. I can at least walk you to Trunks."

Bulma exhaled a long breath and then linked her arm with her fathers. "Alright, let's go."

Chichi excitedly followed behind her friend making sure her train flowed without any wrinkles as she walked out of her room. Once they were all in the hallway everyone turned to the sudden burst of energy flying down the hall. Bulma recognized the source of energy being her son in full on Super Saiyan form. He was flying down the hall at top speed.

"MOM!" He screamed as he fired an energy blast that seemed like it was coming right towards her. It was like in slow motion as Bulma saw the energy blast get closer and closer. She was so locked onto the heat of the energy that she was completely unaware of the danger behind her...

1 Week Earlier

Bulma tossed another magazine down on her table in her bedroom with frustration. "This is so difficult." She said as she ran her fingers through her hair.

Bunny went over to her and placed a tray of sweets and hot chocolate on the table. "Don't be upset dear. You should be excited."

Ruta and Chichi were in the room as well. It seems that even though Bulma couldn't have a maid of honor, that the two of them were silently fighting over the right anyways.

"Well her wedding is only a week away so she should be frustrated." Ruta said.

Chichi frowned and had to resist throwing a pillow at her sister in law. "She still needs to relax. A calm bride can get things done better than an angry one."

Ruta rolled her eyes. "I don't need your lectures Chichi. I am helping my friend."

"She's my friend too."

"I was her friend first."

"I've been her friend longer."

"That doesn't make any sense. Bulma and I never stopped being friends."

"You never stopped by our planet either."

Ruta stood up knocking over a chair. "I was busy. How dare you?"

"How dare you?" Chichi hollered back.

"Guys!?" Bulma yelled. "Neither one of you are helping me right now." She said effectively stopping them. "Now can we please get through this?"

The two women sat down once more trying their hardest not to look at the other. "Now I still have to choose a dress."

Ruta nodded her head. "Yes and every designer across the universe wants you to wear their dress."

"I think it should be a designer from Earth." Chichi said chiming in.

"I agree." Bulma said. "But even though that narrows down my options, I still have plenty of them."

Ruta shook her head. "Even after all these years with selling clothes, it still amazes me how many designers there are on Earth. It's only one planet."

Bulma groaned. "Well trust me, women on Earth love wedding dresses. Most of us Earthling girls have dreamed of the gown they would wear since we were little kids."

Ruta shrugged her shoulders. "Well then why don't you do that then?"

"What do you mean?" Bulma asked.

Chichi blinked as she understood what Ruta was trying to say. "Yes, that's good. Bulma what kind of dress did you always dream about as a child?"

Bulma blushed. "I always wanted to be a princess."

Bunny clapped her hand. "Then start from there. You know honey; David Tutera has been trying to contact you nonstop."

Bulma sighed. "They all have. But I already told everyone that I can't have someone decorate my wedding. It's my wedding but it's still a Saiyan one. They wouldn't be able to get here in time anyways."

"I have a good feeling about him." Bunny said in a sing song voice.

Bulma raised an eyebrow at that. Her mother wasn't the smartest woman in the world, but she did have some good instincts. "Alright, I'll contact him."

There was a knock at Bulma's door from the joining door which meant that Vegeta wanted to speak with her. Bulma sighed once more and looked at her mother and friends. "That's Vegeta. Hey guys, it's getting late, let's start this up again tomorrow morning."

Ruta stood up. "Alright, I'll contact David Tutera and set up a video call with you tomorrow."

"And I'll make sure that the chef practices how to make a proper Earthling wedding cake." Chichi added.

"And I'll go see how your father is doing." Bunny said as she kissed her daughter goodbye. Each of the ladies left out leaving Bulma alone.

"You can come in now Vegeta."

Vegeta came into the room and walked over to Bulma. He immediately spotted the tray of goodies that he assumed her mother had brought her. Without asking he reached for the snacks on the table. Bulma eyes widened as she realized she left opened wedding magazines on the table. She immediately stood up and screamed.

Vegeta stopped and looked at his woman like she was insane. "Woman what is wrong with you now?"

Bulma huffed and gathered the magazines and walked over to her fire place and threw them in there. Then she pressed a button on the side and started a fire, completely incinerating them. "What's wrong is that now I can't choose any of those dresses." She ended by crossing her arms.

Vegeta blinked at her confused. "What?"

"The groom is not supposed to see the Brides gown before the wedding. You saw those dresses so therefore I can't even wear them."

Vegeta shook his head. "Woman every time you open your mouth you prove that you're insane. I wasn't even looking at the stupid pictures. I was heading towards the cakes your mother brought you." He said reaching for a sweet cake and popping it in his mouth to prove his innocence.

Bulma only narrowed her eyes at him. "Well I'm not willing to take that chance."

Vegeta shrugged his shoulders and sat down on her bed. He was not in the mood to debate her crazy. "Woman you wanted to see me?"

Bulma dropped her attitude and sat down next to him on the bed. "Ah yes. How did it go when you told Able the news?"

"He barely said anything. He knew it was coming."

Bulma was kind of sad at hearing that. She couldn't help but feel bad for the child. "Maybe I should talk to him."

"No." Vegeta said assuredly.

"I am going to be his step mother. I don't want him to hate me forever."

"You will not be alone with him. Is that clear?" Vegeta said with warning.

Bulma looked at him unsure of what he was trying to say. "Vegeta what are you saying? You think Able would hurt me?"

"I'm saying that you are underestimating an angry Saiyan. He seems...unstable." Vegeta added frustrated.

"Vegeta his mother just died in a very horrible way. Not to mention that he probably feels threatened by his brother...and overlooked by his father?"

"What are you talking about?" Vegeta said offended.

"You are clearly placing Trunks over him." Bulma said as if she was stating the most obvious fact in the world.

"Don't be ridiculous, the boy is going to be King. Besides, Able is a Saiyan. He doesn't need attention like you Earthlings."

"Say what you want, but Saiyans love attention just as much as Earthlings. The only difference is that you big and mighty warriors won't admit it."

Vegeta just stared at her for a while. "Woman that's the craziest theory you have ever come up with."

"Oh really? Then tell me, my King, why is that you crave my attention so much?" Bulma said as she leaned back on her bed teasingly, daring Vegeta to prove her point.

Vegeta was oh so tempted, but he was not going to let her win that easily. He looked away from her and crossed his arms to keep from touching her. "I'm a royal, I deserve everyone's attention."

Bulma laughed and sat up once more. "Oh please. All you Saiyans act the same. Being a Royal only makes you worse."

"Whatever. Look, don't worry about the boy." Vegeta said demanding.

Bulma was quiet for a moment then added, "How can I not be worried about him when you are?"

"I'm not."

"And yet you don't want me to be alone with him?"

"I...I don't know what he may or may not do." Vegeta said seriously as he looked back at Bulma. If Able hurt Bulma there was nothing he could do. A prince was more valuable than a Queen and Able knew this. There was a possibility that Able wouldn't be afraid to harm or even kill Bulma. Sure Vegeta could punish Able a million times over but it wouldn't matter if Bulma wasn't there.

Bulma saw how upset Vegeta was and laid her head on his shoulder. "Well if you spent more time with him, you might be able to decipher what he might do."

"I do spend time with him."

"But you spend more time with Trunks. Able is going to be King and you don't want them to grow up hating each other especially when one will rule the other."

"Trunks is already a Super Saiyan. He needs to train with other super Saiyans to get stronger. It's necessary." He said defensively.

"Saiyans." Bulma said rolling her eyes. "Why can't you admit that you are extremely proud of Trunks and that is also why you want to spend more time with him?"

"I never said I wasn't."

"But have you ever told him that you were?" Bulma took Vegeta's silence as a 'yes'. "Believe it or not, Earthling men go through the same thing. It's hard for men all over the universe to show their feelings. And when one of their children shares the same hobbies as him, they tend to favor one child over the other."

"I'm not favoring one over the other. I am merely curious about Trunks's power at the moment."

"Look, I love that you are spending time with Trunks, but don't forget that you have another child that craves your attention just as much as everyone else."

Vegeta sighed. "I will take your advice into consideration." Vegeta said as he turned his face towards Bulma.

"Good boy." Bulma said as she leaned up and kissed him. Vegeta kissed her back and when Bulma was about to pull away, he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer as he deepened the kiss.

"No." Bulma giggled as she effectively pulled away from.

"What?" Vegeta said smirking as he leaned in for another kiss.

Bulma was ready for him and rolled away from him and off the bed. "I told you that I wanted to wait Vegeta."

"It's just a few kisses." He said reaching for her.

Bulma stepped away from him. "It's never 'just a few kisses' with you. Besides, making out on a bed is too much of a temptation."

"Fine, let's head to the couch." He said standing up. Bulma glared at him and he chuckled. "I was joking Woman." He stepped closer to her and scooped her into his arms before she could run away. "I waited years to have you again, a week won't kill me." He said as he gave her lips a quick kiss then left the room.

Bulma looked at her bed and sighed. "Temptation in deed..."

The Next Morning

The next morning Able was surprised at his Vegeta's presence outside his door. He immediately thought something was wrong and hoped that his soon to be step mother had fallen off of her balcony in a tragic but laughable manner. He quickly had gotten dressed and met his fake father in the hallway.

"Yes Father?"

"Come with me." Vegeta said as he pushed off the wall and began to walk down the hall. "It has occurred to me that I have been neglecting you. That was never my intention. Your brother is an asset to your future reign. You must learn to work together."

Able had been listening intently and was trying to figure out where this was leading to, but when they got to the training area and walked up to Trunks's personal gravity machine, he understood and was not happy about it either.

"You and your brother will spar together. It is the best way for Saiyans to become comrades." Vegeta said.

Able only bowed to Vegeta then walked up to the door. He really didn't care to be around him that much. The man in front of him was not his father. Even though he raised him...somewhat...he didn't feel the same connection to him that he thought was there. Able raised his fist and before he could knock the door slid opened revealing a smiling Trunks.

"Cool you came."

'Kill me now.' Able thought as he stepped inside. The door closed behind him and he had to fight the urge to blast the smile right off his fake brother's face.

"Well it looks like we're going to be training together."

"Looks like." Able said. He was not happy...but perhaps he could use this to his advantage. 'Maybe I could use the opportunity to get close to the idiot and get him to trust me more as I learn his weaknesses.'

Trunks became serious. "I really want us to be friends. You're my brother and we should help one another."

'Lies.' Able thought. "Yes...let's help one another..."

Meanwhile

Vegeta had thought a lot about what Bulma had said. He figured the best way for Able to not hate Bulma was to become Trunks's comrade. Nothing bonded Saiyans better than fighting. Vegeta walked down the hall toward his own gravity chamber. He raised an eyebrow at seeing Dr. Brief standing outside the door. Vegeta crossed his arms and waited for him to speak.

Dr. Brief sighed and stared at Vegeta for a while before speaking. "I knew it was only a matter of time before the two of you found a way to be together."

"And you have objections?" Vegeta asked defensively.

Dr. Brief shook his head. "No. This in a way needs to happen. It would only get worse if you don't. But if things go sour I will take Bulma and Trunks off this planet." He ended seriously.

Vegeta only narrowed his eyes. "You won't need to. Nothing will happen to them."

"I hope you are right Vegeta. But in the meantime, even though you don't need it, you have my permission to marry my daughter."

It was on the tip of Vegeta's tongue to say 'You're right I don't need it' but he decided to resist that urge and only nod his head.

Dr. Brief walked away leaving Vegeta alone with his thoughts. He had wanted Bulma for years and he wasn't going to have her only to allow something else to take her away from him.

'I'll die before that happens.'

Somewhere Deep in the Capital

A Saiyan walks into a bar and nods to the bartender that is wiping down a counter. The bartender looks off to the side and the Saiyan goes into the direction that bartender just looked. The place is empty but you never know who could be listening from around a corner.

He walks to the side and there's a curtain covering a hidden door. He opens it and sees a hallway. He continues to walk down to the door at the end. He knocks and the door opens up to reveal a room filled with a dozen other Saiyans. They are all standing around the empty room and there's one Saiyan by the name of Collard standing in the middle. "Alright. He is the last one so let's get this going. We have authority to go ahead with the attempt. So all I need now is a volunteer."

"Why don't you do it yourself?" A Saiyan spoke out.

Collard frowned at him. "Because I have to inform our leader of the outcome."

"Who is this leader?" another said.

Collard had to keep from blasting him. "I have told you all before, I cannot expose his identity. If he is to get caught, our rebellion will never be able to go forward. I have to guard his identity from everyone. But trust me when I say he is a high authority."

The Saiyan that came late raised his hand. Collard looked at him and nodded. "Good. Everyone will be busy preparing for the wedding so you should have no problem sneaking into the palace amongst the confusion. When everything is over we will meet back here."

"And what if he gets caught?" Someone else asked. "We might not know who our leader is but we know each other. We are all Saiyan elites. Some of us have even fought with each other. How do we know that if he gets caught he won't tell on the rest of us?"

The Saiyan in question raised his fist in anger. "You dare call me a snitch?"

"Stop!" Collard yelled. "Do not worry. Our leader will be nearby so you won't have to worry about that. If things go sour he will kill him. Now no fighting. Our race is already about to be divided so we don't need any division between ourselves."

All the Saiyans in the room agreed. Collard smirked. "By the end of the week, the Blue Whore will die and the Saiyan race shall be pure again..."

The Day of the Wedding

Vegeta walked down the large room to the end of the isle. Saiyans filled the room on both sides and he took pride as they all bowed when he walked by. He glanced around and frowned a bit at the decorations. He thought they were silly but Bulma was insistent of the place being 'dressed up'. There was a royal blue carpet runner going down the center that complimented the blue drapes that hung from the sides of the room. There were diamond like chandeliers hanging all around the ceiling and white and silver candelabras decorated the new alter. Vegeta couldn't deny that it looked nice but he still didn't think it was necessary. But it was still better than what she originally wanted which was flowers. Vegeta had told her that would be impossible to have a room filled with flowers. They would have driven all the Saiyans insane with the smell. She even had a say in what he was wearing. He had a black long sleeved uniform on with his white gloves, boots and chest armor. But instead of his red cape he was wearing a navy blue one.

Kakarot who was standing next to him had a black uniform on as well. He recalled how upset she was when he told her she couldn't have 'bride's maids' and said that it wasn't fair that he had a best man. He told her that having women stand next to her made no sense. Kakarot being next to him made sense. It was customary to have a strong fighter next to the groom in case there was danger so then he would be the first to respond to it so that the ceremony could continue. So to compromise with her, he allowed her to change his wardrobe to 'match her colors' or whatever.

He looked over to Kakarot and saw that he was grinning from ear to ear. So much so that it was driving Vegeta crazy. "What is wrong with you?" He growled out.

"It's finally happening. It took like forever."

Vegeta couldn't scold him. He couldn't describe how relieved he felt to finally have the Woman be his. It was like the biggest burden in the world was being lifted off his shoulders. All that needed to happen was for her to walk down the aisle. "What is taking her so long?" He said to really no one.

Kakarot shrugged his shoulders. "It's Bulma. There's no explanation anyone can give other than that."

"Well she better hurry up..." Vegeta said as he looked around the room again. He frowned once more when he realized that Able was not present. 'Where is that boy?'

...

At the entrance of the hall Trunks is pacing back and forth. He has the same uniform on as his father and he can't help be a bit nervous. He saw his mother's dress and was scared of tripping on it while walking down the aisle. He asked his mom to practice with him but she told him not to worry about it. But he was.

But there was something else bothering him. He just felt like something bad was going to happen but he couldn't put his finger on it. He only chalked it up to the fear of tripping.

Meanwhile Nearby...

Able waited patiently against the wall. He just wanted it all to be over already.

"Sire?"

Able turned and saw Elder Green come up to him. "Yes?" He asked.

Green bowed to him prideful. He was happy to deliver such good news to him. Green was one of the elders that were completely against Saiyans mating with Earthlings. He believed their race should remain pure and not be watered down. He had a great fear of Saiyans becoming extinct and the King mating with an Earthling was the first step.

"Sire I am here to inform you that the Queen is about to be killed."

Able stood away from the wall and wasted no time. He shot an energy blast right through the Elder's chest, killing him instantly. He then ran down the hall and spotted Trunks.

"Trunks! Your mother is in danger! Get to her now!"

Present...

Bulma closed her eyes tightly as she felt the energy rush right pass her and the heat from an explosion expand across her back. She then felt arms around her. And she was quickly pulled to the side by someone. It was only then that she opened her eyes and saw Ruta guarding her. She turned her head and looked behind them and saw Trunks standing over a now very dead Saiyan.

Bulma is so shocked that she can barely breathe. Everyone is except for Trunks. He is the only one that has a clear head at the moment. He turns to them and points to her room. "Get my mother back inside now! There could be more out here!" Ruta then pulls Bulma to her feet and drags her into the room. Her parents and Chichi follows as well.

Trunks looks back to the Saiyan and recognizes him. He senses Able come up to him and a moment later, Kakarot and Vegeta appears.

"What's going on?" Vegeta yells.

Kakarot looks at the body. "We sensed you going Super Saiyan and that you powered up. Is that Sprout?"

Trunks nodded his head. "Yeah the one and only." Sprout was a well-known elite. He was faithful to the crown or at least they all thought he was.

"Why did you kill him?" Vegeta asked but he already guessed the answer. Trunks wouldn't kill anyone unless he had no other choice and there's only one person in the universe he would kill someone for.

"He was trying to kill Mom."

Kakarot crossed his arms and furrowed his brows. "So he decided to attack your mother in the presence of a Super Saiyan? That's suicide."

Trunks shook his head. "No, Able told me that my Mom was in danger."

Able gulped as the other three guys in the hall turned to him. Vegeta narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Tell me son, how did you know that Bulma was in trouble?"

Able stood proudly and squared his chest. "Elder Green came to me and told me that someone was about to kill her. I acted quickly and killed him then started to run towards her. That's when I saw Trunks and I told him. I knew he would get to her faster."

Kakarot frowned a bit. "You could have told me. I would have been there instantly."

Able hung his head. "I didn't think that far ahead."

Vegeta stared down his son, trying to analyze him. "Go check on Bulma." He said to Kakarot and Trunks. They both turned to leave but Trunks stopped and looked at his brother. "Thanks Able."

Able nodded to him and then kept his eyes to the ground as he was left alone in the hall with Vegeta.

"You could have let her die."

Able looked up at him then. "I didn't want to do that."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Why? If I was in your shoes I probably would have."

Able shrugged his shoulders. "You wouldn't be pleased and...like you said, I need Trunks as an ally. If he found out that I let his mother die, he would never trust me. I don't like her and I probably never will, but I can respect that she is important to the both of you."

Vegeta looked toward her door. "She is." He then looked back to his son. "I will not forget what you have done today Able."

Able bowed to his father. "Thank you father. I will go and make sure that the bodies are disposed of. But father, if these two were working together, there might be more."

Vegeta nodded his head in agreement. "You are correct. We will have to do something about that. But right now, I must go see about Bulma."

Bulma's Room

Bulma was sitting down in a chair while fanning herself. She could not believe her luck.

Kakarot shook his head. "This is crazy. Do you want me to get Vegeta and call off the wedding?"

"No!" Bulma yelled as she collected herself and stood up. "I did not come this far to be jilted at the alter because of some idiot! I am getting married darn it! You can tell him that this is happening no matter what. Is that understood?"

Kakarot held up his hands in surrender. "Got it." He said right before he teleported in front of Vegeta.

"I wouldn't go in there if I were you. She wants the wedding to continue as planned."

Vegeta sighed with relief. He was worried that she would want to postpone. He was ready to marry her now more than ever. "Alright. Let's get this over with then."

Kakarot touched Vegeta's shoulder and they were in the Hall again. Vegeta looked up at all the chattering Saiyans in the room. They were all curious about what was going on. He was silent for a moment then he stepped forward. "Attention everyone; There has been an idiotic attempt on Lady Bulma's life. The culprit is already dead."

The crowd began to whisper amongst themselves once more.

"Who could do such a thing?"

"The fool."

"Must have been a foreigner. No Saiyan would be that stupid."

"Silence!" Vegeta yelled before he continued. "If anyone else wants to die today, by all means step forward. If not then keep your foolish actions to yourself. And if anyone so much as look at my soon to be Queen wrong in any way shape or form, remember, that you will have three super Saiyans to deal with. I will not tolerate it! I am the King and she is my chosen. If someone cannot tolerate that, then I will not tolerate their existence." The audience had a silent agreement. "Good now on with the wedding".

It took about ten minutes, and Vegeta was about to send Kakarot to go and get Bulma but he saw her parents, Ruta and Chichi enter from he side and knew that she would be walking down at any moment.

The doors opened and in that moment, Vegeta forgot how to breathe. He had seen his woman look gorgeous on many occasions but at this moment, she didn't even look real. She looked like something that only one could imagine, she was so beautiful. She glittered with every step and she seemed like a deity floating down the aisle. And the best part about it was that she only had eyes for him. He didn't even blink until she was in front of him. He didn't even notice Trunks was next to her until he was standing in front of him handing Bulma's hand to his own.

Vegeta gulped and took her hand in his as he escorted her to the top step of the pedestal. He was still in such awe of her. It was like she was the only thing in the universe. He only continued to scan her face, thinking that any moment he would wake up and still be mated to Chaya, while missing his woman that lived light years away.

"Am I really here?" He whispered to himself, not meaning to say it out loud, but still quite enough only for Bulma to hear.

Bulma smiled at him. "We both are...finally."

Behind them an elder took a red roped and placed it over their hands. He tied it around them and said some words in an ancient Saiyan language. Vegeta was still so mesmerized that he didn't even pay attention to what he was saying. Bulma couldn't help but blush at the way Vegeta was looking at her.

"And now the rope burning." The Elder said.

Vegeta blinked at that, remembering what he had to do. "Ready Woman?"

Bulma nodded then closed her eyes. Vegeta concentrated and took some of her energy, but mostly used his own to burn the ropes around their hands. Usually both parties are supposed to burn the ropes, but since Bulma couldn't release energy, Vegeta had to. So to include her in that part of the ceremony he had taken some of her energy. When it was done Bulma swayed a little. But caught herself.

Vegeta smirked. "Weakling."

Bulma chuckled. "Well it's a good thing I'm marrying a Super Saiyan to protect me."

"Indeed."

The elder cleared his throat. The Ceremony was complete, but Bulma wanted him to include one thing into the Saiyan culture. "You may kiss your bride."

Vegeta brought Bulma into his arms and expertly leaned her back as he crushed his lips against hers. He wasn't one for public displays of affection but Bulma wanted a show and he was going to give a show. Bulma was surprised when he pushed his tongue passed her lips, but she forgot where they were as she battle with him in their first heated kiss as husband and wife.

The crowd loved it and cheered. Bunny was crying, Kakarot was smiling, and Trunks was trying to keep from gagging. "That is so gross." He said turning away from his parents.

Vegeta broke the kiss and stood up bringing Bulma with him. Bulma was blushing profusely as she remembered the audience they had. Vegeta only chuckled and turned back to the elder.

'Only one thing left to do.'

The elder then turned to a steward that held a pillow with a silver and diamond head piece that would hang across Bulma's head and stop right above her eyes.

Bulma gasped when she saw her 'Saiyan Tiara. It was the first time she saw it and she loved it! The elder motioned for her to step forward. Bulma shakily took a step forward and bowed slightly. The elder placed it on her head and she then stood back up straight.

Vegeta grabbed her hand and lifted toward everyone. "Your Queen!"

The audience cheered and hollered. None more so than Trunks who had tears in his eyes he was so happy for his mother.

Bulma could only laugh and fight back tears. She couldn't believe how lucky she was. She had dreamed about this moment ever since she hugged Vegeta for the first time when he gave her strawberries and chocolates. Vegeta then took her hand in his and guided them toward the dining hall. They sat at the head table along with Trunks and Able. Kakarot went and sat with his family and the Briefs.

As soon as they were seated the food was placed in front of her. The menu consisted of a variety of Saiyan food, but for the head table there was sushi, strawberries and chocolates included into the glorious buffet.

Bulma was enjoying herself immensely, especially when everyone walked up to her one by one to give honor to the New Queen. She loved how they all bowed to her and said, 'Your Highness' or 'Your Majesty.'

Vegeta was enjoying everything because she was enjoying it.

Bulma felt Vegeta's eyes on her and turned to him. "I could get use to this."

"With how conceited you are I'm sure you can."

Bulma rolled her eyes at him. "Like you have room to talk. You are the most conceited person in the universe."

"Yeah but I'm a royal. People are supposed to worship me. You have only been a royal for like five minutes. So what excuse do you have for the rest of your life?"

Bulma chuckled. "Keep it up Vegeta and you'll be waiting another night to have me."

Vegeta frowned. "That's not funny Woman."

"I think it's hilarious."

"I never did like your sense of humor."

"Oh you love everything about me."

Vegeta scanned her body like a predator. "There are some things that I need to explore in order to fully agree with your statement."

Bulma leaned in next to him. "I can't wait."

Vegeta only smirked. "Neither can I, but now I must go."

Bulma blinked at him. "What about the reception?"

"I must get to the bottom of what happened earlier first."

Bulma was disappointed but she understood. "Don't take too long."

Vegeta nodded then told Able to follow him outside. Once they were alone Vegeta crossed his arms. "Why did the Elder come to you Able?"

"He said he was loyal to me and the full blooded Saiyans and that I didn't need to worry about Bulma any longer. I knew at that moment that she was in danger."

Vegeta took in his words but he still had a few more questions. He had some time to think about what happened more. "Why were you in the hall in the first place?"

"I wanted to speak to Trunks before the ceremony. I suppose the Elder had been looking for me."

Vegeta was a bit suspicious. Everything was just too convenient.

Able saw the doubt on his father's face and spoke again. "Father, I want you to know that even though I may not like that you are replacing my mother, like I said before, I want you to know that I honor and respect you enough to respect her. Even when I am King, I will vow to always keep her safe due to my admiration for you."

Vegeta was never really good at reading Able. All he knew was that he really did want his attention. There was a strong possibility that he was indeed telling the truth. "Alright, I must leave to go and track down and see if Green and Sprout had other accomplices."

When Vegeta left Able breathed a sigh of relief. A moment later trunks came out. "Hey, I just wanted to thank you again. My mom would be dead if it wasn't for you."

Able only nodded then closed his eyes. "I know what it feels like to lose a mother. It is not good."

Trunks was quiet for a moment. "I...wanted to say something to you, but I never knew what. I'm sorry that things couldn't turn out better."

Able didn't open his eyes. He continued to speak in a monotone voice. "She was doomed to have an unhappy ending. Our father chose your mother a long time ago. My mother was merely a temporary replacement."

"You don't...you don't feel like I'm replacing you?" Trunks asked a little worried.

"You can't."

"I know I can't but-"

Able pushed off the wall and looked at trunks in his eyes. "Look, we have to deal with each other. I would be a fool not to use you. You are more than likely going to be the strongest or one of the strongest Saiyans alive when I am King. Father doesn't like Kakarot but he appreciates his power. It only makes sense for me to do the same."

"But we are brothers. We should be friends." Trunks said hopeful.

Able had to resist frowning. 'Wrong and wrong.' "Saiyans don't have friends."

"Comrades then?" Trunks said extending his hand.

"Comrades." Able said shaking Trunks's hands. 'Till your death do us part.'

Later

Vegeta barely made an appearance at the reception. He was busy uncovering the dead Elders' plot. Within a couple of hours they had discovered a small fraction of Saiyans that were dedicated to the race staying pure. They had plans of assassinating the Queen and destroying Earth. Vegeta made a quick example of them and had them all executed. Hopefully that would stop other Saiyans from making foolish actions.

But now Vegeta was more than ready to spend some quality time with his wife. He knew exactly where she would be. He went to his room first and took off his armor, gloves, boots and cape. He then walked through their adjoining door, and just like he thought, Bulma was out on the balcony.

He walked past her curtains that were blowing slightly. There was welcomed cool breeze on this hot night. Bulma was looking off to the side, the wind was blowing her now down hair. She was dressed in a short white silk robe. Vegeta walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her.

He bends down and kisses her neck. "Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for this moment?" He said holding her tighter, loving the feel of her body pressed against his own.

Bulma smiled and turned around to face him while in his embrace. "As long as I have."

They kiss each other slowly, but with burning passion that leaves them both breathless. Bulma is the one to pull away first.

"I want to give you something."

"It can wait." He said as he began to pick her up.

"Vegeta wait!" Bulma laughed as she left his embrace and went inside her room.

"Woman will you stop teasing me." He said walking up to her and reaching for her once more.

Bulma held up her hand to halt him. "It will only take a moment."

Vegeta felt like banging his head against the wall. He was dying to see what she had on under that robe. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot impatiently. "Hurry up Woman."

Bulma smiled and reached in her pocket of her robe and pulled out a piece of paper. "I wrote this on my way to Earth after your father banished me. I promised myself that when we were finally reunited that I would read it to you. And I want to do so now. It's a bit corny but it helped to keep my hormonal mind sane."

Before We Meet Again

Before We Meet Again

You should know

Things change

When I saw you

That was unexpected

But life is hard

It's a battle

When the dust settles

It will rain down victory

When it's over love can bloom

Trials may come

But we will survive

And our love will conquer all

Bulma blushed when she refolded the paper. "I told you it was corny." She said embarrassed.

Vegeta smirked. "It wasn't unpleasant. It was you." He said kissing her once more. He brought his fingers to her face as he deepened the kiss. His fingers then trailed down her face then went to her shoulders and slowly pushed the robe off her body. It fell to the floor and Vegeta took a step back and almost stumbled when he saw what she was wearing.

It was a blue, diamond encrusted 2.5 million dollar bra and panty. It had double strings of pearls coming from the center and wrapping around toward the back. It had a tassel in front also incrusted with diamonds. It was a pretty blue color that matched her hair and Vegeta was in awe, and not just by the diamonds. But he hadn't seen her undressed in a while. She was still so beautifully perfect even after all these years.

Vegeta slowly brought her to him once more and kissed her once more. He then scooped her up in his arms and placed her down on the middle of the bed. He broke the kiss to look at her body again.

Bulma was so happy for this moment. "Vegeta I love you so much."

Vegeta brought his eyes up to her and half laughed and half groaned. "Not to disappoint you Woman, but I am a Saiyan, I express myself with my actions." He said as he crushed her mouth with his own once more. He held her tightly to his body and was not going to let her go for many hours...

Meanwhile...

Collard ran until he was out of breath. Almost all of his associates were caught and dead. He was the only one that he knew of that hadn't been found. He couldn't understand how everything could have gone so wrong. All he could do was hope that no one gave up his name. He was now back at their secret meeting place, hoping that he wasn't the only one left. Soon, one other Saiyan was able to make his way inside.

"It's about time you showed up." Collard said.

The other Saiyan was freaking out with worry. "There's only two of us left now. Elder Green is dead. We have no leader now.'

Collard shook his head. "Green was the only one leading us. What happened today made no sense."

"Actually it made perfect sense."

The two Saiyans turned to see none other than Prince Able enter. They immediately dropped to their knees. "Forgive us your highness!"

"Have mercy!"

"Rise. I will not kill my allies." Able said with smirk.

"Your allies?" Collar asked.

"Elder Green was doing my bidding."

"But...why did you kill him?" Collard asked confused.

"Yes you gave up our men to your father. You helped him kill all of them."

Able shrugged his shoulders. "I had no choice. I kept the two of you out of it, so you should feel honored. Elder Green was an idiot. He was far too opinionated when it came to the Saiyan race remaining pure. It wouldn't have been long until he was found out. My father would have suspected him immediately."

"But sire, why did you have everyone killed?" The other Saiyan begged to know.

"Because my father would have suspected me eventually. In order to lead a rebellion, I needed him to believe that I was against one."

"I see. So you sacrificed some weaklings to strengthen your team." Collard said understanding.

"Exactly. And the two of you will do precisely what I say."

The two Saiyans nodded. Who wouldn't want the favor of a future King. "Good. Now we will start new plans and organize Saiyans across the universe that do not believe in watering down their race. When I am King I will have every half breed executed and Earth destroyed."

Collard agreed with his plans but there was still one major opposition. "Sire, what shall we do about your father, Kakarot and Trunks? They are all Super Saiyans."

Able hadn't worked out exactly what to do with them yet. They would be hard to defeat. He himself had to become a super Saiyan and get stronger. He honestly didn't know how to stop them from eventually stopping him. But his men didn't need to know that. "I'll handle that. In the meantime, we need our operation to grow. It may take years, perhaps even a decade, but when the times comes, the pure breeds will be victorious."

Author's Note: Sorry it took a while to update, but life can get busy sometimes. So, It was really hard choosing a wedding dress. I had gotten a lot of good ideas from you guys so I decided to go with something that was a mixture from the suggestions I received. If you want to see the dress go to Google images and type in 'David Tutera mon cheri siobhan'. I especially love the side view of the dress. The 'lingerie' that Bulma wore was actually the 2.5 million dollar Victoria Secret bra. You can go to Google and type in 'Miranda Kerr million dollar bra' and it will pop up. Anyways, if you didn't catch the bit with the poem, each chapter title is a line in it and it was something that I had always wanted to do so sorry if you hated it, but I like that my chapter titles has a meaning. Oh and someone asked why I changed the rating of my story, well I kind of got scared because of the warning the site gave. Even though I don't have swearing or sex in my story, my fight scenes have gotten pretty graphic. I had a fan fiction account a long time ago and my stories were taken down because someone accused me of something that I didn't do and reported me. So I really don't want to go through that again so I'm being careful. Next chapter there will be a pleasant surprise...please Review!