Vegeta sighed, maybe he should go back to Bulma. He had
checked in on her from time to time, he even remebered
when he left three years ago. Only Kakorot knew he was
still on earth.

Bulma looked hopefully out the window. Today was
the third aneiversery of Vegeta's departure. Not that
she was happy that he left. She never knew it when he was
with her, but without him life just wasn't worth living.
The only thing that really kept her going was the faint
hope that he would come back to her. Trunks even atmitted
missing his sayian father.

Vegeta decided, today I'll come back to her. Ask
her if she still loves me, if she dosn't I just leave
this planet, for good.

Again Bumla looked out the window. For the
thousandth time she looked. Just like usall only a black
haired man stood outside. Wait, she asked herself, black
hair, VEGETA! She ran outside as fast as she could, she
couln't belive this was happening. Vegeta was back! She
ran into his arms.
"I missed you so much! You big jerk! I love you!
Why did you ever leave?" Bulma kept asking questions
and saying things that she had wanted to say for three
years now.
Vegeta was supprised. This was the same woman
that three years ago said that she hated him?
"Bulma, why the hell are you crying!?" He asked
in his usual gruff tone.
"Because I'm so happy your back." She pulled away
from him, "You big brute!"
"So you do love me." He said.
"Of course I do. I always did. You shouldn't ever
have left in the first place." She responded.
"So I guess I can stay after all."
"Don't you ever think of leaving again,
or... I'll send Goku out to get you!" She softly kissed
Vegeta and they both came into the house.
"Dad! Your back!" Cried Trunks.