Author's note: OKAY PPL!!! Hi…how has your day been? Maybe this next chap will make your day better if it wasn't too good. This one is when M. Bulma learns to cope with Vegeta and Bulma's relationship. Meeting her younger self really helps with her to respect them…also in this fic M. Trunks meets Pan…OOOOOOOOO wonder what happens. Also…I know that the genre said it was Romance/Angst and it will be…just be patient! Only two chapters are out. Please keep reading…I'll make the next few chapters longer.
Disclaimer: DBZ…not mine…never was…never will be. Oops, did someone already write that before? Oh well…
Chapter 3
While pushing aside forgotten feelings
You bring on new ones
Not of jealousy or hate
But one of respect and love
Coping with fact
M. Bulma watched from the table as Vegeta and Bulma began to have another of their verbal battles. The battles that she missed and longed for, she could clearly determine what Vegeta was actually saying and wished that he were saying it to her. M. Bulma chuckled, she had come to decoding Vegeta's yells and he clearly had told Bulma 'Just because I love you doesn't mean I will obey you, woman!'
"And what are you chuckling at?" He glared at her.
M. Bulma just glared back, her hair dye had begun to grow out…so she had three inch blue roots. Her eyes were icy blue and they were cold with determination. She looked exactly like Bulma, aside the fact that her hair was different.
"What do you care?" M. Bulma snapped.
"Humph." Vegeta turned back to Bulma, "Woman! Just make me my food!"
Bulma put her hands on her hips and glared at Vegeta,
"Don't you order me around! And you know my name…so use it!" She yelled at him.
M. Bulma turned to Bra,
"So…dear, how was your day?" She asked sarcastically.
Bra chuckled, she liked having M. Bulma around…it was like having a new friend.
"It was great, arigato. What about yours?" She asked in the same manner.
"Oh! It was splendid!" M. Bulma said with a nice laugh, "I got to listen to your kasan and tousan fight…but also! I got to help your obaasan plant flowers!"
At this Bra couldn't suppress her laughs anymore. She burst into a fit of giggles and pounded on the tabletop. Vegeta and Bulma had been glaring at the two the whole time, M. Bulma looked at them and covered her mouth to prevent another laugh,
"Gomen…just, kidding." She said slowly, with a big grin.
Bulma rolled her eyes and turned back to Vegeta, who 'humphed'
"You…go upstairs and take a shower. You stink." She barked.
"Ha! I smell no where near as bad as you, woman!" He growled at her.
Out of that M. Bulma got 'Do you have to embarrass me?' and 'you smell like flowers, you could use some cleaning too!' she chuckled, receiving a glare. She pursed her lips and picked up her cup. She drank from it quietly as he left. Then began to laugh,
"Gomen, but nani kuso is so funny?" Bulma asked angrily.
"Nothing!" M. Bulma choked out, Bra began to laugh again.
"Ugh! Bra…go get your nii-chan's." Bulma said.
"Okay." Bra laughed.
She stood and left her two kasan's.
"What in Dende's name is so funny!" Bulma asked irritated.
"Oh, Bulma! It's just that…it's so weird seeing 'me' arguing with Vegeta." M. Bulma explained, "I've missed our verbal battles and seeing them go on and knowing really what he's saying is just too funny."
"You mean you got 'Do you have to embarrass me?' and 'you smell like flowers, you could use some cleaning too!' out of his last comment?" Bulma asked.
"Hai!" M. Bulma said with a smile. "So are you working on any new inventions?"
"Hai! I have three different ones going!" Bulma said.
"Ne? I would love to see them! Back in the Old World I had only the time machine." M. Bulma said.
"Okay…after dinner I'll show you them." Bulma said.
To learn another's feelings
Helps to understand your own
As you become close friends
You wonder how long it'll last
M. Bulma helped Bulma with dinner, giving pointers on how she learned to cook better. Bulma nodded to everything she said, and the food had tasted splendid! Even Vegeta commented on it! But only M. Bulma and Bulma knew that he liked it. The others only heard his empty, insulting, comment. It was a usual dinner…well as usual as one can get with two of the same people…twice! M. Trunks and Trunks talked about their spar, each giving the other pointers. Bra talked with M. Bulma and her kasan about a new outfit she had gotten that day, and Vegeta just ate in silence, making a rude statement now and again. M. Bulma was a little edgy at the dinner table though. She had a secret unknown to even her son. Whom she told practically everything. She was dying…and not from a disease. She was dying of loneliness…and sadness. Something that no one could cure, the only way she would be happy again would be to live with her husband in heaven. The past month that she and Trunks lived with the others had made hers and Bulma's friendship grow. She now understood Bulma's feelings…she could read her younger self like an open book. Their friendship was one of trust and understanding…but M. Bulma knew that it wouldn't last. And Bra…she had also formed a bond between them. Bra had confided in M. Bulma with everything, and now M. Bulma was going to leave…
"Shall we go to the lab?" Bulma asked.
"Hai." M. Bulma answered.
The two made their way to the lab and M. Bulma looked over all of the new inventions. She was astonished… she had never thought to make these things, frankly because her world hadn't needed them, but obviously this world did. She understood what Bulma was trying to do, and she decided to help her.
* * *
M. Trunks nodded,
"Sure! I'd love to see Gohan!" he said as calmly as he could.
But inside he was ecstatic! He was finally going to see his sensei again. After all these years, and he was finally going to see him again.
"Okay come on let's go now." Trunks said.
"Go where?" the two twirled around to see Bra.
"To the Son house…why?" Trunks said.
"I want to go." Bra said.
"Iie." Trunks said.
"Why?" Bra asked.
"You'll be a pest!" Trunks answered.
"Oh please! You're twenty-eight he's thirty, I'm eighteen. I'm more mature than the two of you put together." Bra crossed her arms.
"What makes you say that?" M. Trunks asked.
"You both are Trunks." Bra said.
"Whatever, just come on let's go!" Trunks grabbed his nee-chan's wrist and jumped in the air.
"I can fly Trunks!" Bra yelled at him.
"I know that! But this'll be quicker!" Trunks yelled back.
Bra crossed her arms as her nii-chan kept a firm hold on her. She was in his arms now and was being held like a baby. But soon the ride was over and they landed in front of the Son house. Bra eagerly looked around for Goten.
"Hey Goku!" Trunks bellowed. "Mirai Trunks is here!"
M. Trunks flinched, why did his 'twin' have to be so loud? He wondered. Soon Goku came pounding out of his house…followed by five others.
"Trunks!? It's about time you came!" Goku said.
"You knew?" M. Trunks asked.
"Of course I did!" Goku laughed.
Trunks scanned the small group of people and when he came to Gohan he stopped.
"Gohan-sama…it's so nice to see you." M. Trunks said.
Gohan grinned and came up to M. Trunks.
"Trunks! This is a great surprise." Gohan said, he gave M. Trunks a hug, "I would like for you to meet my wife, Videl."
"Hello." Trunks shook her hand.
"And my daughter, Pan." Gohan said.
M. Trunks stared in awe at the beauty that stood before him, she was so very beautiful. Her silky black hair flowing down her shoulders, and those endless black eyes,
"Hi." Pan said.
That voice…so soft, yet firm.
"Hi." M. Trunks said as he shook her hand.
Soft hands…callused slightly, from fighting no doubt. M. Trunks thought.
* * *
M. Bulma watched Bulma's retreating form enter her bedroom. She sighed she knew that Vegeta now…was not the same as Vegeta then. Bulma was with him here…and that was just fact.
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Okay, so it was a little longer right? And M. Trunks met Pan! Alright! Please review!