Summary: PG13

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ and after 4 chapters, I hope that you have realized this and have given up in trying to find a reason to sue me.

Bra's Premonition
Chapter 4

Bulma awoke slowly, feeling cold. She went to snuggle up to her Prince for some much need warmth. She reached her hand over to her husbands side of the bed, only to find it cold and empty. She glanced at the clock. 7:09am. 'Where the hell is Vegeta?'she thought as she sluggeshly found her robe. As she walked down the hall, she paused at Bra's bedroom door and snuck a peek inside. 'Good.'she thought, 'she's still asleep.' Upon reaching Trunks' room, she quickly peered in. 'Still asleep. Good. While both kids are still sleeping, me and Vegeta can spend some qualitly time alone.'Bulma thought with a smirk. When Bulma reached the kitchen, she immediately noticed 2 things wrong with the area: 1) Vegeta was asleep at the table and 2) Goku was asleep at the table. She quietly snuck up behind Vegeta, trying to be careful not to wake him. She leaned her mouth towards his ear. She licked it once. Nothing. She licked it again. Still nothing. She started to suck on it. Vegeta stirred lightly. Gently, she bit down. He stirred greatly and finally awoke. He was about to arise out of his chair, but Bulma firmly placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back down.
"Why don't we go back upstairs and finish what we started last night?"she purred seductively in his ear.
"Hey Bulma, what's for breakfast?"Goku said merrily after lifting his head off the table. Bulma sighed and flopped down in the chair next to Vegeta while Vegeta merely snorted and turned his head away from his saiyan ally with disgust.

By mid-afternoon, Bulma was starting to get on everyones nerves. Obviously she wasn't in a good mood. 'No wonder I slept with another woman. Bulma's driving me insane.'Vegeta thought bitterly.
"Vegeta!"Bulma yelled at the saiyan Prince lounging on the couch in the living room, "why don't you take Trunks to the mall or do something useful with him. You never spend time with him anymore. He's your son for Kami's sake, you two barely know each other."
"Shut up woman, I'm not in the mood to hear your pointless bickering. I know plenty about the brat."Vegeta snarled back at her.
"Oh yeah, when's his birthday?"she asked smuggly.
"I don't have time to play 20 questions. Kakarot and I are going to spar today."he growled. 'Kakarot, get your ass over here to spar before I'm forced to take my brat to some unGodly place.'Vegeta yelled at Goku telepathically. Before Bulma could say anything, Goku appeared instantly on the couch next to Vegeta.
"Hey Veget, ready to spar?" Goku was extremely happy for some unknown reason. Vegeta simply nodded his head and the two of them teleported out of the house.
"Damn saiyans!"Bulma said to no one in particular.
"Trunks, Bra, lets go to the mall."she yelled up the stairs.
"Can we go get Goten too, please mommy?"Trunks begged his mother with a look that says 'I'm the cutest half-breed in the world.' Unable to resist her adorable son, Bulma agreed to him instantly.

"Why the hell are you so......bubbly?"Vegeta asked Goku in a distasteful tone.
"ChiChi made me my favorite sandwhich for lunch."he said through a big smile, "yummy! Jam, pickles and mayonnaise."
"That's very detestable."Vegeta replied as he wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Have you told Bulma about that future thing yet?"Goku asked him innocently, wondering if Vegeta had indeed said anything at all.
"No."he replied quietly, "and I don't plan on telling her either." At that comment, Vegeta started to power up, ripping up shrubs and small trees as he went super saiyan 2. His tail shot straight into the air and turned a brilliant gold as well as his eyebrows and his once midnight black hair. His eyes turned emerald green in a flash. He stood in silence, smirking, waiting for Goku. Goku smiled a bood grin at the short, but lethal saiyan standing across from him. He started his ascent into his super saiyan 2 form. His hair stood straight up into the air and started to shimmer gold a long with his eyebrows. His gentle black eyes turned bright green. He stood straight up and smiled once again. Vegeta stood and stared at Goku awaiting the neverending battle.