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"So you had a good time with your brother?" Nappa asked on the drive home.

"Yeah," Tarble said happily. "And I really like Bulma. I hope he marries her."

Nappa and Turna chuckled. "Why do you say that?" Turna asked.

"Because she's nice to me," Tarble replied although his voice was guarded. He didn't want to tell his grandparents about his dream.

Bulma had been awake all night and could not get to sleep no matter how hard she tried. She got up to go to Vegeta's room, but heard Tarble whimpering from his. Bulma went to go check on him.

The little boy was tossing and turning in his sleep. Tears were streaming down his face. Bulma sat down next to him and gently touched his shoulder.

Tarble instantly woke up and started breathing heavily. "Bulma?" he asked hoarsely while he tried to relax his breathing.

"Hey, sweetie, it's okay," she cooed while wiping his tears and hugging him close to her. She had to calm him down. He couldn't overexcite himself like this. Neither of them noticed Vegeta standing in the doorway.

"I had a bad dream," Tarble confessed.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Bulma asked.

Tarble nodded. "Veggie got hurt and had to go away and I was all alone," the little boy cried. Vegeta stiffened when he heard how hurt Tarble had been by the dream.

"Hey, don't worry about it," Bulma said reassuringly. "Vegeta will never leave you. He loves you too much. Besides, he's too stubborn to let anything happen to him or you. It was just a dream."

"Bulma, can you stay here for a little while?"

"Sure, Tarble, I'll stay."

Tarble smiled remembering how much better she made him feel and now that he knew the she and his brother loved each other, he wanted them together.

Vegeta woke up and looked around his dark room before his eyes landed on Bulma. He pushed her hair away from her face and smirked at the memories of what had occurred over the last few hours. He had, in his own way, proposed; they got intimate; everything was perfect.

"Vegeta?" Bulma called sitting and rubbing her tired eyes. She was met with his lips briefly.

"We should get dressed," he suggested, "before your mother and Dr. Briefs get back from that party and start asking questions."

Bulma smiled at him brightly before getting out of the bed. She kissed Vegeta on his cheek and left for her room. Yes, perfect.

A/N: This chapter was for sweetness, next chapter is where the action begins...