Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the characters

Well, it took me a while to get to this chapter, and there's a huge reason I'll tell you now. Basically, something happened in life to cause me to work on future scenes. In about four or more chapters, I'll have a very lengthy A/N describing what happened. A lot of you readers have already gathered from our conversations that I have taken elements of my life and put it in a story where the character is living a different life from me. My lengthy A/N chapters ahead will be a more detailed description on how and why, but I will explain "the conversation" that Launch wants to have with Bulma, that whole thing was based on a conversation my stepmother wanted to have with me. Well, I decided that before I get into the chapter, I'd share the bad news. Where everyone was saying Launch's character needed to let it go, unfortunately, that was never going to happen. My stepmother trapped me into having the conversation twice this past week when I was going to my brother's Confirmation. I was completely blindsided, mainly because she had promised me it wouldn't happen until I was ready, and I was vehemently protesting. So…I tried to capture the main points of the two conversations in two future chapters (again, one with a lengthy A/N about what I was feeling that day, because I was in shock).

Anyway, now that my explanation for not dedicating time to the wedding chapter is out there, let's get into a wedding chapter.

Onward to better things!


Bulma took a deep breath, inhaling through her nose before letting out a contented sigh. Her eyes landed on the beautiful beach where she would be married in mere hours. She reflected on her memories of how she never thought this day would ever come. Back when she had had Trunks, she never saw a future with a man, and then Vegeta had just happened upon them one day. She smiled up at the vibrant morning clouds. God really had a mysterious way of making things happen. The way her life played out was nothing short of amazing, and soon she'd be able to share that with the love of her life.

Strong arms wrapped around her waist, and soon she felt her fiancé buried in her neck. She giggled, his nose tickling her skin. Her head tilted back to regard the man, and, just as she expected, Bulma found a slight smile on his features. "Good morning, Miss Hamasaki," he teased.

"Good morning, Mr. Kurobushi," Bulma played along. "You know, I think I rather like that name. I hope you wouldn't mind me taking it."

"It's big enough for the both of us," Vegeta sighed. "I'd like it very much if you did."

The couple laughed after Vegeta granted the woman a kiss. "We need to get ready," Bulma whispered. "It's a big day."

"I know," Vegeta agreed. "I'll get the kids up. You need to meet up with your mother and the others. The harpy told me she has you on a schedule."

Bulma laughed with so much mirth. Chi Chi had offered to help her with appointments before the ceremony so that she didn't have to worry about racing to get ready and managing everything. Honestly, it had been incredibly helpful, but giving Chi Chi full reign meant Bulma was on a tight schedule for the morning of her wedding. "I will see you later, Vegeta," Bulma cooed softly, hugging her fiancé tightly to her that it nearly knocked the wind out of him.

Vegeta was taken by surprise by the woman's abrupt movements, but the shock soon left his face. He grinned at her, placing his hand gently on her back. "I look forward to it, Bulma." He gripped her tightly. Honestly, like Bulma, Vegeta couldn't wait for the ceremony either. "I look forward to it."


Trunks was so ecstatic to be at the beach with his friends. His mother and Vegeta had kept their promise from when they were away at the conference, promising to bring Trunks there over the summer. Now, he and Mai were getting to enjoy the sun and surf with their friends. Of course, it was before the ceremony. So, honestly the teens were just there to enjoy the day.

They hadn't had much to do to get ready. Mai had opted just to wear her hair down, which Bulma agreed to. The teenager wasn't really up for going to salons and spas. Honestly, she just wanted to be a child for once, and so she was So they were at the beach while the adults were still getting ready for the wedding ceremony, enjoying themselves, all dressed up for the wedding. They had only been walking around, and really that's all they should have been doing, but Trunks had wanted to explore the beach more, and Goten and Gohan had been completely onboard with that idea.

The girls had warned them that it was a bad idea. Even Videl and Marron, both who normally would have been eager to explore all the nooks and crannies of the place, were trying to get the guys to hold off until the next day. Of course, despite the fact that they were going to be there for a few days, there were already a ton of activities lined up for them, and not one allowed for time to check out the tide pools.

"Come on, guys," Valese complained, calling out to him as he got closer to the small body of water. "You're going to get all wet and dirty."

"If you fall in, I'm selling you out to our mothers," Marron threatened. "Now, let's go!"

"Oh, we're fine," Trunks waved the woman off, getting closer. "See, I'm steady. I just wanna closer look, anyway."

"Yeah," Goten and Gohan agreed, the three guys kneeling down beside the tide pool.

Videl shook her head and turned her back, waving out her arms. "I can't watch this. I can't frigging watch this."

"Oh, he's right, they're okay," Mai finally surrendered. Truthfully, she found boys' desire, Trunks especially, cute. They really were like little kids deep inside. Really, it didn't seem like too horrible an idea. They were just curious.

"See, four against three," Gohan pointed out. "This is a great idea."

Well, it was a fine idea, until Goten playfully teased Trunks about how his head looked like the color of the sea star they found. Then, the two boys ended jokingly roughhousing, and they both fell into the pool.

"Well, can't say we didn't tell them so," Videl snarked. Valese and Marron couldn't help but nod in agreement, staring at the two boys in disbelief and concern.

Gohan sweat-dropped, scratching his cheek as he stood up from the sand, watching Trunks and Goten pull themselves out, the tuxes completely soak. "Um…mom is going to kill you dead…"

"Thanks for the vote of confidence, bro," Goten huffed, looking at the sand covered suit. "Crap, I should have kept my mouth shut."

Out of nowhere, Goku, Tarble, and Broly appeared. "Hey, there you guys are," Goku stated. "I thought I heard y…" When he and the others rounded the corner and saw Trunks's and Goten's state of dress, they all gaped at them, paling. "Oh my God…"

"Eh…heh heh heh heh heh," Trunks laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his head. "Um, hey, uncles…what's up?"

Then men did not dare to answer. They had no words for what they were witnessing, but they were certain the woman would have plenty.


"I can't believe how irresponsible you were!" Chi Chi scolded upon the teens' arrival at the nearby church where their mothers had been waiting.

Honestly, Trunks and Goten hadn't wanted to go there right away, hoping that Goku would let them escape Chi Chi's wrath for just a little bit, but the man had told them that they had to let the others know what happened. The teenagers sighed, but just went along with it. The sooner they got the yelling over with, the better. So, there they were with the raging woman, and Bulma ended up interrupting the tirade.

"Don't worry about it, Chi Chi," the blue-haired bride said, her voice light and not at all worried. "I know my son very well. He loves the beach and the water, so it doesn't surprise me what happened." She looked to the boys and grinned. "Just go back to the hotel. It's just across the street. I packed a couple extra tuxedos, just in case."

Chi Chi just gaped at the woman, while Trunks grinned at her. "Thanks, mom. You're the best."

"Now, hurry up before Aunt Chi rushes you out," Bulma teased.

"Right!" the two boys replied, racing out of the church.

Goku laughed and rubbed the back of his head. He looked to Tarble and Broly and said, "Well, crisis averted. Let's get back down there to greet guests."

"Sure," Broly replied, looking over to his friend. "You look beautiful, Bulma."

"Thank you," the bride replied. "I'm glad you decided to come."

Broly smiled and then left the room with Goku and Tarble. Honestly, he had been debating on whether or not he wanted to attend. He wanted to be there, but he had never flown before in his life, and he was worried about being surrounded by so many people in a cramped plane and how he'd do. Bulma and Vegeta had been understanding, and they would have been fine if he had decided not to come to the ceremony. They were his family, now, though, so he knew he couldn't stay away. He wanted to show his support, and so he had actually come with Goku's family, everyone keeping him distracted and centered. He was truly happy that he came.


The boys returned from changing, now completely dry, and they intended to stay that way for the rest of the day. Trunks walked over to his mother, giving the woman a big hug and thanking her again. He whispered to her, "You look really pretty, mom," in a loving tone.

Bulma wrapped her arms around her son and replied, "Thank you. You look very handsome yourself, son." She then planted a big kiss on his cheek.

"Mo-om," Trunks whined, but laughed, jokingly wiping her kiss away. The could hear their friends and the other teenagers chuckle at the scene. Bulma laughed too, moving away from her son but squeezing his hand. "Don't say anything to your father about how I look. I want to surprise him."

Her son winked at her, a smile on his face. "I won't say anything," he promised. "I'm just really excited and happy that soon we'll legally be considered a family." Honestly, Trunks had already considered Vegeta his father, but soon the whole world would too. He couldn't wait for that.

"Speaking of," Bulma said knowingly, "you should go meet up with your father before the ceremony. I'm sure he'll want to see you."

Trunks beamed at her and nodded. "Okay!" he chimed before he looked over to Mai. "You good here?"

"Oh course I am," Mai assured him. "I'll see you soon."

The boy nodded before taking his leave, and that was the moment Chi Chi chose to chorale her sons and their dates to leave also. "Just go and find some place to sit. Your father and uncle will show you." They agreed to go, leaving the woman all alone again once more.

Bunny looked to her daughter and smiled brightly at her. "The kids seem just as eager for you and Vegeta to be married," she observed. "That's so sweet."

It was also an understatement, Bulma joked in her mind. Truthfully, Trunks had been eager from the day she met Vegeta, believing he was the most amazing man, which, in actuality, he was. Mai had also been very excited for both Bulma and Trunks, feeling in her heart that they deserved that love in their life. When they accepted the roles as best man and maid of honor, they took it seriously, going as far as to throw the adults their bachelor/bachelorette parties. Honestly, Bulma had been telling her mother, Launch, and her friends about it earlier. Of course, it was low-key being planned by teenagers and all. Mai planned a slumber party for Bulma, all the bridesmaids and Valese and Videl staying over and doing makeovers while watching cheesy romance movies. On Vegeta's end, Trunks conspired with Raditz to do a barbeque at Vegeta's old apartment. It was also sort of like a sleepover, but it was a bit different. They watched a lot of sports movies, action, and stupid comedy. They also had some drinks, Vegeta allowing Trunks to try his first beer, the men keeping it there little secret, for the most part. Vegeta had informed Bulma, hoping he hadn't crossed some line, but Bulma was willing to look the other way. Trunks really hadn't liked it and only drank it as some sort of rite of passage and bonding thing Bulma wouldn't even try to understand. Plus, they had been responsible about it, so she couldn't be mad. That was probably as crazy as it would have gotten.

And now, a week later from that, she and Vegeta were going to be married. Trunks was right. Soon, they would legally be considered a family, and Bulma could not be prouder or more jubilant.


Vegeta was alone in another room, fixing up his tie before he put on his black jacket. He looked at himself in the mirror, serious before smirking. There was nothing to say except that he was ready to meet his bride, his soon-to-be wife. He didn't want to rush through the ceremony, but he couldn't wait until it was over so that he could declare to the world that he and Bulma had finally connected. They would forever belong to each other, and he couldn't be happier. He had a very interesting life ahead of him that would be full of adventure and love. Just like you wanted it, Ella. I hope you're happy.

His eyes went over to the table though, landing on the box his mother had given him when they were cleaning out his father's belongings. He had brought the cufflinks with him, debating back and forth on whether or not he should wear them. His father always had, and his mother had said the man would have wanted him to have them, but Vegeta still was struggling to get passed it all. He didn't think he could wear them, not today, not yet and possibly not ever.

A knock on the door distracted him, and Trunks came in, grinning sheepishly. "Hey, dad," he greeted. "Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all," Vegeta admitted, actually thankful for the interruption. The last thing he needed today was to have a mini meltdown before his wedding. "I take it you were with your mother?"

"I was," Trunks said, but then he waved his arms out in front of him, "and I can absolutely not tell you how she looks. Her request."

Vegeta chuckled and shook his head. "That's fine," he replied. He would never challenge the woman on her desires. Besides, he would soon see her for himself. He knew she wouldn't be anything less than a knockout. He then saw Trunks's eyes lingering on the open box of cufflinks. "Yes?"

"What are those?" the teenager asked.

Vegeta's good mood dissipated only slightly. He decided to take a seat next to his son. "Those…" he spoke evenly, "are my father's cufflinks. He used to wear them to every business function and any formal gathering, telling me that they represented the strength of the Oujis. I used to roll my eyes every time I saw his wear them. He had always said I would wear them one day when I was 'worthy enough.'" Vegeta shook his head. "My mother gave them to me, saying I should have them, but I can't decide what to do with them yet."

Trunks blinked at the man a couple times, and then an idea came into the man's mind. He never understood the keepsake, thinking his father's words to be empty and petty, but they were still a keepsake. If Vegeta didn't want them, honestly the one the most deserving to wear them was sitting right in front of him. "You should have them," he said to Trunks, the teenager's eyes widening. "You should wear them for the wedding since I can't bring myself to wear them."

"Are you sure?" Trunks asked, completely flabbergasted. From what Vegeta said, they were special. Even if his father had been kind of an ass about the strength part and Vegeta's worth, they were still something the man had treasured and wanted to pass onto his only son.

Vegeta answered Trunks with a nod and flashed him a half-smile. "It is only fitting that my son have them."

His words made Trunks beam with pride, an overwhelming amount of emotion washing over the teenager. He tried to avoid it, but he ended up allowing a tear to escape him. He forced a bright smile on his face to hide his emotional moment, looking almost exactly like his mother. That thought alone brought peace to Vegeta's mind. He really had two of the best people in the world in his life. Honestly, he was glad they were alone, Goku and Raditz handling the ushering.

"I have a gift for you," Vegeta told the teenager, surprising him. "It's customary for the groom to give a gift to his best man."

"You just did," Trunks pointed out, not that he wouldn't be grateful.

Vegeta stood up, walking over to a box he had on one of the tables. "That wasn't planned. I had something else that I wanted to give you."

So, Trunks was handed the box, unsure of what could be inside. It was light, so he knew it wasn't anything massive, not that he needed or wanted anything like that. Slowly and delicately, he decided to tear the paper. Vegeta was watching him closely, and Trunks could only assume that what was in the box was very important to his father.

Once he opened the box, Trunks was staring at a bunch of paperwork. He looked to Vegeta, perplexed. "What's this?"

"Read it," Vegeta ordered lightly.

So Trunks listened, and as he began to read the documentation, he realized what it was, his mouth dropping open as his eyes met Vegeta's, searching them. "Seriously?"

Vegeta smirked at the boy. "Seriously."

Trunks was so happy, he could hardly contain his joy. In the box was paperwork that indicated that Vegeta had legally adopted Trunks, his mother having signed off on it weeks ago. He threw his arms around his father, the older man hugging him back knowing how much the boy really needed this. "I'm honored to be your son," Trunks murmured, his voice raw with emotion.

Vegeta replied with sincerity. "I'm honored, Trunks, to be your father."

They allowed themselves to be emotional just for the moment because then they heard the church bell ring. They looked to each other, recovering from that moment, and they went down into the church to meet everyone on the beach. The bell chimed twice. It was time for the ceremony to begin.


As it neared two, many made it to the outdoor seating in the sand. The waves crashed in the background, and a warm breeze blew. The sun was shining. It was such a beautiful day and beautiful place for a wedding. Goku and Raditz and directed Gohan, Goten, Videl, and Valese to their seats by Valese's father. Walsh was given a quick hug by his daughter before she turned her attention to Goten, the boy listening intently as she spoke. He couldn't help but smile at seeing his daughter happy. She had been struggling a lot lately with her mother. Now, though, wasn't the time to dwell on that.

Launch and Bunny came out of the church, both finding Vegeta's mother. Kalina was sitting with her guest whom she decided to bring. Nappa had agreed to go with her having been one of her oldest friends. The mother hoped Vegeta wouldn't mind her choice. She knew he was fine with Nappa, but this wasn't the kind of moving on her son may have meant. There were no romantic feelings between the two, just years and years of understanding. That was all she could afford to do at this time. Still, she wanted to show Vegeta she respected his gesture.

Bunny took a seat next to Kalina noting that Launch paused for a moment. Now was the moment Launch had to choose to sit next to Bunny or next to Nappa. Kalina looked between the two women for a moment when Tarble came over and whispered something in his mother's ear. No one heard it except for Launch and Bunny, the man telling his mother to just sit down and do it for Bulma. It seemed that where Launch had become civil with Bunny, she still wasn't over certain feelings of animosity. Bunny wasn't going to let that bother her. Today was her daughter's and Vegeta's day. Instead of concerning herself with Launch's reaction, Bunny turned to Kalina and decided to talk with her about the excitement they both felt to have each other in their family.

Raditz had shown Broly to his seat, the man sitting next to Pilaf towards the back, both having requested it. Pilaf honestly didn't understand why he had been invited. He knew that Bulma had become Mai's guardian before her emancipation. He knew that Mai was here at the wedding. Still, other than Mai, Pilaf really had no connection to the family. Where he was honored to be invited, he almost said "no." His brother had caused Bulma's family so much pain, and so he felt a bit out of place. When he called to give his RSVP, he had been stopped by Bulma's excitement. She had told him that she and Vegeta just wanted friends and family there, and that was when Pilaf had realized that he had been adopted into the group of friends without even realizing it. He decided to just accept it, regardless of what Zarbon had done. It seemed to him that his seatmate could relate. He had been adopted by the family also, despite what his father had done to the family.

When the bell sounded, Goku and Raditz were alerted, looking up. There were still some of their friends making their way towards their seats. Gine sent her boys away, saying she would finish the job of sending Krillin, his wife, and his brother-in-law to theirs. Goku smiled and thanked their mother, he and Raditz rushing back into the church to meet the bridesmaids, Trunks, and Vegeta.

The pastor came out with Vegeta, moving to the front of the seating, Vegeta looking back at the church as he patiently waited. He saw Trunks and Mai in the back at the ready, his son leaning over to hit a button on some stereo to start the music.

As it began, he and Mai looped arms, the two making their way down the aisle with smiles on their faces, though Vegeta noticed them both blushing slightly and smirked. They probably weren't used to so much attention being on them like that. When they made it to the front, Trunks took his place at Vegeta's side, and Mai moving opposite of them. Following them, Raditz and Lime made their way down the aisle, Lime's two boys by Gine greeting her making everyone chuckle and Lime both laugh and hide her face behind her hair. Raditz squeezed her hand in reassurance before he released her so they could go to their opposite positions. Goku and Chi Chi came next, Goku whispering his thanks into his wife's ear for helping keep his best friend calm throughout the day, the two exchanging smiles knowing just how important this day was to the woman. Lastly, Gure made her way to join them, walking down with a beautiful rose bouquet that matched the other bridesmaids.

And when she reached the rest of the wedding party, the music changed, and everyone stood.


Bulma had remained in her room when the others went down, taking a moment to look at herself in the mirror. She was smiling so brightly and looked so vibrant in her white dress. Her cerulean locks were all in place in her updo, a bun with loose curls. For a moment, she just needed to breathe and take it all in.

She was getting married today.

There were days she still couldn't believe it, but she wouldn't trade the time she had spent with Vegeta for anything. He had been everything she hoped to find and more. It didn't mean life was always perfect, but Vegeta made life easier. He shouldered her burdens, watched out for her son, and loved them both as if he had been with them their whole lives. When he broached the subject of legally adopting Trunks as his son, she both could and couldn't believe it. She knew Vegeta saw Trunks as his son, but to want to claim him as his was just about the best thing he could do for both of them. She finally had her partner and love of her life, and her son finally had his father.

There was a light wrapping of knuckles on her door, and then it opened revealing her brother. He was smiling brightly at her. She could hear the first song going off meaning she would have to start walking down the aisle very soon. "You ready?" Tarble asked his big sister.

She smiled and nodded. Of course she was ready. Bulma was ready to start this new chapter of her life.

As the song changed and everyone stood, Tarble led Bulma down the aisle. Time stopped for Bulma as her eyes landed on Vegeta, his dark orbs widening slightly as a small gasp escaped him. The two couldn't take their eyes off of each other, and for a moment it was as if they were the only people on the beach. It was a good thing Tarble had taken the lead of Bulma probably would have frozen in place. She was brought back to the reality of the ceremony when her brother stopped walking and turned to her, kissing her cheek. "Go get him," Tarble cheered her on. "We're all here for both of you."

"Thank you," Bulma whispered back to her brother. Honestly, she was so thankful to him for everything, for being there for her and walking her down the aisle. "I love you."

"You too, sis," Tarble replied before he stepped away from her. Bulma finished her walk and joined Vegeta, her son and daughter, and their friends in front of the priest.

Vegeta took her hand the second she was in front of him, looking so handsome with a charming and playful grin. Bulma couldn't help but smile so widely. Trunks and Mai were at their sides in an instant, their expressions matching those of the happy couple. The priest walked up to them and started the ceremony.

"Dearly beloved," he spoke warmly, "we are gathered here today to witness the blessed union of Vegeta Kurobushi and Bulma Hamasaki. They will be joined together in the bonds of holy matrimony and begin their journey together as one. And now, the two shall speak words of their own, promising their lives and hearts to one another." The man turned to face Vegeta, and the groom took a deep, calming breath before his grin softened into a smile.

"Bulma," he started smoothly, "when we decided to write our own vows, I had been stumped, mainly because I never used words to express myself in the past. That has changed greatly, since I met you. When I first saw you at that club, I hadn't ever imagined that we'd come to this point. I learned almost everything I needed to know about you that day, and I had been drawn to you immediately. I never believed in love at first sight, but I accept that it exists now, because I knew there was something about you that day. I couldn't shake you, and I didn't want to. You've taught me so much in such a short time. You pulled me out of the darkest of places, made life so much easier. You've filled me with so much joy and love that I never thought myself capable. You and I know I've been in love before, but even then I couldn't escape the anger and sadness. You taught me to move forward, to live fully, to be a partner and a father. You've completed me."

A surprised breath escaped Bulma, her teeth showing as she smiled and blushed slightly over his words. Knowing Vegeta felt that way was one thing, but the way he so passionately declared what she knew from his actions in front of everyone they knew, it made the world stop around them. She eager professed her vows in return, wanting him to know every last emotions she felt. She wouldn't sugarcoat something like this.

"You complete me, too," she began, his hands squeezing hers lightly as they grinned at each other. "Vegeta, I never dreamed I'd ever find someone that I would have trusted so fully as I do you." She frowned only slightly, cautious of how she'd word this next part given her stepmother's presence. "I was hurt, very badly, in the past, and I shut myself off from making that type of connection. I had tried only to be burned that I just decided to give up on looking. I never expected to meet you. I never counted that as part of my plan, but honestly, you've made mine and my son's life so much better just being there." Bulma saw her son nod, and Vegeta caught the gesture out of the corner of his eye and smirked. "I know I would have been okay, no matter what, but I would have never loved or trusted anyone else as fully as I trust you. No matter what happens in life, I know we'll be okay just because we have you there with us. I couldn't ask for a better partner. You think I taught you to move forward? You did the same for me because honestly, I was in denial all these years. You brought me out of that, and you've shown me what true love is. And I honestly can't thank you enough for loving me too."

The priest smiled at the two and then looked to Mai and Trunks. "Do you have the rings?"

Both teenagers nodded, Trunks adding a, "Got them covered," making everyone around them chuckle.

Mai gave Bulma Vegeta's band first. The priest gave her the direction to place the ring on his finger and the words to say. "With this band, I thee wed," she spoke lightly, the joy on her face infecting his heart.

Vegeta's expression matched hers as he took the ring from Trunks and slid it delicately on her finger, joining her engagement ring. "With this band," he spoke just as softly, "I thee wed." After, they wouldn't let go of each other's hands.

Again, the priest looked between the two of them and smiled. "And now, as all of us have witnessed, Bulma and Vegeta have pledged their love to each other. Join me in prayer that their commitment and love will always be a beacon of hope in the storm of life, and that this couple receive all the joys and blessings this life has to offer." Many loud "amens" could be heard all around them. "By the power vested in me, I now pronoun you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Eagerly, Vegeta crashed his lips against hers, not needing to be told twice. Bulma laughed into the kiss, returning it with equal fervor as their friends and family cheered. They only broke apart, both laughing with glee, as their friends tossed flower petals at them and they were being rained on. Trunks and Mai piled in on the hug before the rest of their wedding party followed suit. It had been a really beautiful ceremony, and now they really were husband and wife.


The reception was held at a small, local seafood restaurant that the couple had rented out for the day. It was quaint with a lovely view of the sea from inside. There was a beautiful gazebo outside, a perfect place for the photographer to take their wedding pictures. After pictures, the family filtered into the restaurant, the DJ finishing his setup. Soon, the reception began, the DJ introducing the newly wedded couple for their first dance.

As their entrance was announced, the music began to play, and Mai and Trunks were shocked when the song that started playing was the first song they ever danced to together. The teenagers exchanged looks, Trunks murmuring, "Guess we all like that song, huh?"

Mai answered with a nod and asked, "Should we tell them?"

Trunks only chuckled with mirth. "Nah, it just makes it more special." He held out his hand to her, grinning his usual boyish grin. "Can I have this dance?"

His girlfriend giggled. "I don't know. Can you?"

"Ha," Trunks breathed out. "May I?"

At that, Mai returned his smile and nodded, taking his hand. "Yes," she spoke, allowing Trunks to lead her to the dancefloor nearby his parents.

They had been the first couple to join Bulma and Vegeta on the dancefloor. It prompted others to join, Goku practically dragging his wife into the fray. Raditz did the same, though he walked much slower and had actually spoke with his date first. Tarble convinced Gure to join him as well. Valese and Videl asked their boyfriends, the two awkwardly trying to refuse before Marron pushed them into it. The blonde looked to her mother with a knowing look, Juu taking the hint and bringing Krillin out there as well.

Bulma and Vegeta tilted their heads to regard their son and his girlfriend, warm smiles adorning their features. The proud mother could see the look of love in both teenagers' eyes, her son looking to Mai as if she were the only one in the room. She leaned her head on Vegeta's shoulder, cuddling him, and Vegeta moved to his her cheek and bumping his nose to hers.

"Oh, they both look so happy," Kalina chimed, a bright smile on her face. She had never felt as much joy from her son as she did on this day. He had suffered so much because of hers and her husband's actions. Regardless, he had become a better, strong man, and now he had a woman by his side to be his partner. Even though he still held so many wounds from the past, at least he had Bulma to share them with. Relief was all the mother felt, thankful that Vegeta hadn't ended up going down a different, darker path. Her son was definitely the strongest man she knew. She was truly proud of him.

"They do," Launch agreed, a sigh escaping her. "Her father would be so proud of her, and I know he'd be so supportive."

Kalina's expression dropped slightly as she looked over to Bunny. She and the mother of her daughter-in-law had spoken before about their children. She had somehow been confessing to her mistakes to the blonde, but Bunny had been kind and offered her sympathies before anger flared up in her. Bunny had been saying something along the lines of at least she was trying to make up for hurting her son and that certain people never did and never would. The anger had been so real, and Kalina wanted to offer the other woman the same courtesy.

Kalina ended up learning about Bulma's relationship with her father, how hurt she had been, though Kalina knew that Bunny was sugarcoating a lot of what Bulma was thinking or feeling for her daughter's protection and privacy. Bunny hadn't meant to badmouth Launch, but she had been frustrated with the woman for continuously seeking her daughter out to defend her father's actions where there was no defense. Kalina had assured Bunny that she wouldn't look at the other woman any differently or lead on to the fact that she knew anything. Still, her concern for her friend grew when she saw the look in her eyes, a look disbelieving all the words uttered by the stepmother.

Thankfully, a waiter came to take their drink orders, and they were able to move passed the moment without anything being said. The mothers' eyes returned to the happy couple, Vegeta whispering something in Bulma's ear to make her laugh, yet another side of her son Kalina was blessed to get to see. Vegeta, I hope you're watching our boy. He became such an amazing man.


It was much later during the reception, after the first couple of courses had been finished. Dinner hadn't even come out yet when Goten yanked Trunks away from Mai and his uncle. The group had been watching Bulma and Vegeta, just sitting down and talking as they ate, taking a break from dancing. Surprisingly, his best friend pulled him outside, away from everyone. They sat in the gazebo, Trunks watching Goten pace back and forth as they listened to the waves. For a moment, the lavender-haired teen was getting nervous. It had been a while since he had seen Goten this agitated.

"Everything okay, Ten?"

That seemed to snap Goten out of his mental trance. He looked over to Trunks, his best friend and brother, readying himself to explain what he needed to convey. "Yes." That was all he could get himself to say.

Silence settled between them as a gentle breeze blew by. "O…kay?" Trunks responded, uncertain as to whether or not he believed his friend. "What's this all about?"

Goten sucked in a breath before he huffed and then actually took a deep breath. His demeanor shifted a bit, a smile on his face marred by his nerves. "I told you a while back that I was going to need your help with something, that I wanted to do something special for Valese…that I'd tell you while we were here."

Trunks recalled that conversation. He had been worried about Goten that night too, sensing something off with his friend. When he asked if he was okay, Goten assured him all was well, and then the next day he seemed fine, like the conversation never happened. Now, he was doing it again. Trunks assumed that maybe Goten wanted to take a huge step with his girlfriend, but maybe he was still haunted about what he had done with Paigen that he couldn't bring himself to move forward. Still, Trunks knew that with his friend that this could be about almost anything, and it probably wouldn't be at all what Trunks was thinking. "Yeah? What about it?"

His spiky-haired friend grinned like a child, all the anxiety gone. "I…I got Valese something, something special. I wanted to show you." Goten took out a small, black velvet box, and Trunks's eyes bugged out as they looked between the box to his friend's dark eyes. "I know what you're thinking, and no, it's not an engagement ring…but it's…close. Here, look."

Goten opened the box and handed it to Trunks. The ring inside was small and very pretty, the band very simple with the metal entwining into a heart, but definitely not full of jewels like a regular engagement ring. Honestly, even Trunks wouldn't be able to afford one of those. "It's really pretty."

His friend nodded and closed the box. "It's a promise ring," he admitted, hiding it back in his suit pocket. He chuckled when Trunks looked even more surprised before the news took and Trunks's expression matched his. "I know we're still young and have our whole lives ahead of us, but Trunks…I want to be with her. I love her, and she's the only one I can picture myself with. She didn't turn me away after what happened with Paigen. She doesn't fear who I am. We even did talk about kids once, and I told her my fears, and she actually said she supports me in whatever I decide. She's it for me, but I didn't know if I had the guts to actually ask her a damn question like that. I never even asked her out on a date or to dance. She always asked me. But now I know…Trunks, I can."

"What made you change your mind?" Trunks asked, curious.

That made Goten turn all bashful as he rubbed the back of his head. "Honestly, right before I texted you that day, I asked her to be my date to the wedding. Looking back, it seems so small and silly, but I was so nervous. Like I said, I never asked her to be my girlfriend. It just happened after that whole mess. We never talk about it. She tells me she loves me, and despite what I feel I freeze up. I knew that if I was ever going to do this, I would never be able to tell her what she truly meant to me. But then, I asked her, and she could tell I was so worried, but I played it off as I was just nervous about her accepting to be my date. I was nervous I wouldn't be able to say the words, but now I know I can."

"So basically," Trunks pondered, the smile never leaving his face, "you want to propose to her, right?"

A single nod was his answer. "Yeah," Goten replied. "Yeah, I do, and I want it to be special, but I don't even have any idea how to go about it. Right now, it's not the right time. She's been going through some stuff, and I don't want to overwhelm her by making her make a major choice about her life. I'm hoping it'll give me enough time to plan, but I'm no good at this stuff. I need your help."

"Of course I'll help you, Goten."

And just like that, all the tension left Goten's shoulders, and any anxiety he felt was gone. "We're really going to do this," he marveled.

"We're going to do this," Trunks assured him. The excitement he felt for his friend burst through him. Honestly, this whole day was probably the best in the teenager's life. Now, all he had to do was focus on this new life with his parents and his friends. Every day, their journey was getting better and better.


Bulma released a giant breath after she and Vegeta returned to their room. She loved her family and friends, but honestly now she just wanted to be with her husband. Now that all the formalities were over, the two were alone. She flashed her husband a sheepish grin as she pressed herself up off of the door. Vegeta loosened his tie, his eyes never leaving his woman's, even as she approached him ever so slowly. The shyness Bulma had exuded the first time he kissed her and the first time they slept together came back full fold, and truthfully, he didn't mind it. It was just one of the many things he loved about his wife. God, he would never tire of calling her that in mind or out loud. It was taking him everything not to go and open the windows and declare that he had married his woman. He couldn't wait until everyone knew.

They said each other's name at the same time, the two then chuckling at themselves for being so in sync.

Slowly, Bulma approached him, pressing her hands against his chest. "It feels so surreal," she told him, "to be married. I'm still in a daze."

Vegeta snickered. "I didn't think it would feel any different," Vegeta admitted, "but it does. It drew us closer, united us."

"Yeah," his wife whispered, agreeing with the sentiment. "I still feel like this is a dream I'll eventually wake up from."

He didn't even grant that with a response. Instead, he crashed his lips to hers, passionately kissing the woman with everything he had. She responded in kind, yelping in surprise at first before sighing into the kiss. He continued his ministrations until he realized they both required air. The two panted, their forehead adjoined and their breath meeting. "Real enough for you?" he teased, though his voice was deep and husky instead of light and playful.

Bulma's hands entangled themselves in Vegeta's hair. She traced his lips with her thumb. "Nuh-uh," she replied. "I think I need more convincing." The look Vegeta flashed her was the sexiest most devious thing she had ever seen. Her face flushed from the heat she was feeling.

"As my wife wishes," Vegeta answered before consuming her once again. His hand roamed her body, Bulma arching into every touch. She was in a haze when she felt Vegeta's hand on her leg, gently hiking up her dress. Bulma chanced to look at her husband again when she felt him hovering over her. Their eyes met, and, like the first night she had given herself to him, Bulma took in a shaky breath of anticipation before nodded to Vegeta. Her open invitation prompted him to pull her close to him and lead her to the bed. The two began undressing each other slowly, taking care to savor the moment. Timid yet certain fingers pushed off Vegeta's jacket and shirt, grazing his shoulders and running down the length of his spine, and likewise Vegeta's caressed every inch of her body as he removed the beautiful white dress. Then, the two came together, consummating the vows of their marriage. It really was the perfect ending to a perfect day.