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Thingz Can Change Twelve: The Calm Before the Storm

Disclaimer: DBZ and everything that has to do with it is not mine.

Author's Note: Well, I'm not sure I'm going to be finishing this story, if I don't get any requests for continuing this story then I probably won't. I'm not looking for pity or anything like that, if that's what you are thinking, I just don't want to waste my time. I usually try to finish what I start, but if no one wants to read it, then I might as well spend my time on other things.

Last time . . .

She lifted a hand to the counter and closed her fingers around the cup of lemonade on it. She slowly brought it up to her lips and . . .

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The house started to vibrate, as Bulma heard a huge explosion coming from outside. She jumped and let go of the glass of lemonade in her hand. It fell and shattered upon the ground as she ran outside. Aishira cursed under her breath as she hid in the shadows.

When Bulma reached the site of the explosion she saw that Mirai Bulma, Trunks, Chibi Trunks and Goten were already there. The gravity machine had exploded yet again, curtesy of the almighty prince Vegeta. " Oh my gosh, Vegeta!" Bulma cried out when she arrived. Much to Bulma's surprise, there was Vegeta standing in the middle of the rubble, unharmed, and smirking.

" Oh, I wouldn't be smirking if I were you mister. What on Earth do you think you're doing blowing up Bulma's gravity chamber. We really do not have time to fix it for you Vegeta, we have other things- more important things to attend to," Bulma fumed.

Vegeta just snorted and walked past her without paying any heed to her words. "Why you arrogant, selfish, jerk! FINE! If you think so highly of yourself, you won't mind sleeping alone for the rest of the month," Bulma screamed at the top of her lungs, while her hands were clenched in little tight fists by her side.

" Woman, would you quit your infernal screaming? I'm not deaf you know, I can hear you perfectly fine without all your annoying yelling." Vegeta grumbled. He turned around, looked at her, and smirked when he noticed her fists clenched at her side. " Woman, you might want to think twice before trying to hurt me physically, cause you and I both know it'd hurt you more than it'd hurt me. Besides you're too puny and pathetic to waste my time with anyways."

" Why you- you, ugh!" ' Okay Bulma, keep your cool. He wants to get you mad! Don't let him.' Bulma took a deep breath, and unclenched her fist. " I wouldn't dream of hurting you my wittle Veggie-chan. I'm pretty sure you'll be miserable enough sleeping on the couch for the rest of your life. Anyways I have better things to do. Bye Veggie," Bulma said as she waved and walked by Vegeta, making sure she brushed him lightly on the way by.

Vegeta grabbed her wrist as she walked away, and pulled her close to him, and whispered into her ear, " I'll deal my hand tonight little one. You'll get what's coming to you, so be careful." As fast as he had grabbed her, he quickly released her, and walked into the house for lunch.

Mirai Bulma and the others stood there and watched the couple's amusing feats. Mirai Bulma chuckled to herself. She knew exactly what Vegeta was saying to Bulma. She had experienced that side of Vegeta on many occasions during the short time they were together. Oh how she missed him. She missed him so much he haunted her mind all day, and her dreams at night were filled with his images, but now they'll be together again real soon, thanks to Bulma. Once they got the dragonballs from Namek, her life would be normal again, and thank Kami for that, if he were still around.

After lunch Mirai Bulma, and Bulma ventured into Mirai Bulma's lab to gather necessary equipment, that might be needed on Namek. Bulma thought about sending Goten, and Trunks home, but there was no way that was possible, besides they could always stay behind, and watch over the remaining people on Earth. As they finished gathering the supplies and materials needed for the trip in three days, the sun started setting in the horizon. Beautiful streaks of sunset colours filled the sky, making it look like a real live painting. Mirai Bulma walked out onto the balcony, and reached a hand out towards the sky, as if trying to touch it, and sighed.

" Mirai Bulma, what's wrong?" Bulma asked.

" Nothing . . . actually, it's just that . . . well . . . never mind it's a silly thought for a silly old woman like me."

" Mirai Bulma you're not old, nor are you silly, I think I should know best. Now tell me what's on your mind," Bulma replied.

" Well, its just that the sunset is so beautiful today-full of warmth, and remembrance- it makes me think about Vegeta, and how we've never sat together to watch the sunset. I've always wanted to do that with him, but I never had the chance. He was always cold to me. The only time emotions could penetrate his thick shell was at night, in the privacy of our room. I wish just once . . . just once, I could have him hold me in his arms, and watch the sunset with him, even if it meant it'd be the last sunset I'd ever see," Mirai Bulma said barely above a whisper as the tears rolling down her cheeks reflected the colours of the sky.

" Mirai Bulma, it's going to be all right, don't you worry," Bulma said patting her back trying to comfort her, " We'll wish him back, and then you'll have as many chances as you'd possibly want. But now that you mention it, I realize how lucky I am. Vegeta is still with me, and he's trying to be a father to Trunks. His father was never a father to him, so Vegeta has a hard time being fatherly. He was always taught emotions were wrong and a sign of weakness. I know he's trying really hard to change, and he has change. He's no longer the bloodthirsty killer he use to be. No matter how much he denies it, I know he cares for his family and friends, even Goku, though he'll never admit it, probably not even to himself. I'm just grateful that he's with me. I don't know what I'd do without him."

Mirai Bulma just nodded in understanding, as tears rolled down her face. The two aqua-haired women stood on the Capsule Corps. balcony staring at the sunset. Little did they know Vegeta, both of them, had heard their whole conversation. Mirai Vegeta looked upon the woman he loved, his mate, and laughed, not a wicked laugh, but a laugh of happiness for the first time since he was dead. Vegeta (normal one) smiled inwardly to himself, as he walked away from the lab. Bulma meant so much to him, it warmed his heart to know that she felt the same way about him.

It was a quiet day at the C.C, though unknown to everyone, there was a evil lurking in the shadows around them, waiting for its chance to strike.

Author's Note: Sorry this took so long, I had so many other ficz to write, and I sorta didn't know wat I waz doing with this one, AND I wasn't sure anyone really wanted to read this. N-Eways unless I get a decent amount of reviews I am NOT continuing this, so please review if you want this continued. Thanxz . . . till next time . . . . ~KIM~