AN: Whoa, now that's what I call a quick update!
Thanx for the reviews, too bad this is only gonna be a shorty!
### A person thinking back on something that once happened.
DISCLAIMER: . Need I say more?
WAIT!
Bulma had been in line for almost an hour.
She looked at the clock it was 12 AM (aka midnight), by now they should have figured out that she was gone.
~ Maybe I should go home. ~ She thought to herself. ~ We should be able to figure this out together! I'm sure Vegeta wouldn't mind sitting down with me and just talk after this. Or would he? Who am I kidding? Vegeta's not gonna change because of me. He's probably just training or eating, the only thing he'd miss by now is sex. But he can easily find a suitable replacement. No, no I should go home! I'm not the type who gives up that easily. Or- ~
Someone pocking her in the arm cut off her thoughts. "It's your turn Miss!"
"Oh," she stepped forward to the disk.
"Yes, what can I help you with?" The tired lady behind the desk asked.
"A ticket away!" Bulma said sadly. "Far away!"
The woman looked a little like she didn't quite understand. "Could you be more specific?"
"Uh, Hawaii?!" Bulma said not really carrying.
"Sorry Miss, but there is a storm over that ocean, we don't have any planes leaving for Hawaii until 10AM!"
Bulma sighed. "That's alright I need to sleep anyway. I'd like to book a ticket, 1st class, on the first plane that leaves!"
"Aha, and your name is?" She asked typing on her computer.
"Bulma Briefs!"
"Would you like to pay cash or yade, yade?"
Vegeta awoke a couple of hours later. ~ Was it a dream? ~ He found the crumbled paper in his hand. ~ No. I guess not. ~
He sighed heavily sitting up on the edge of the bed. ~ What the hell is wrong with you Vegeta? ~ He asked himself. ~ Have you no pride left? Are you gonna loose your insanity over a woman? Is that what it has come to? Sad! Such a sad sight! The powerful prince; in love, if I had only known. ~ He buried his head in his hands. ~ I'd never have stayed in the first place. ~
He massaged his temples. ~ I shouldn't have to chaise her. No! If that is what she wish, to be alone, she'll be alone all right! I'm not gonna chaise any woman around this silly planet! I was born to glory not to get pulled down on a third classes level by a silly female human, silly weak female human. ~
He got up and looked at himself in the mirror. He just stood there for a minute.
###"You like your own look don't you?" Bulma said shaking her head.
"What's there not to like about it?" He asked looking at his own reflection.
"Hmm, the tommy is growing!" She said clapping him on the belly.
"Yeah right. I look so great I even get girls numbers just because I look at them!" Vegeta said smirking.
"I didn't know you were picking girls up. Maybe I should go get an extra guy too." Bulma said teasingly.
"I never said I called the numbers!" He said turning to face his woman. "Besides I have one at home who just can't get enough of me."
Bulma shook her head again. "Don't bet on it."
"Are you sure?" He asked giving her a light kiss. ###
Vegeta shook his head. "Train!" He said suddenly. "I need to train!"
He looked back in the mirror. The memories were going to hunt him for a while, but then it would be over and he'd be free of all distractions.
Bulma wasn't able to sleep any longer she looked at the clock. 8AM, she sighed, still 2 hours to go.
She picked up the phone and looked at it for a little while. ~ One quick phone call, and if he says that he doesn't want me to leave I'll be home before Goku'll be able to reach the food table. ~
She took one deep breath and dialled the number.
Duut-duut-duut... *Scrambling noises* "Moshi, Moshi Trunks speaking."
Bulma smiled. "Hi honey."
"Mom?" He asked.
"I just called to-"
"Where are you? What's going on? What the hell is your problem? Dad-"
"Don't you speak to me in that tone of voice Trunks Vegeta Briefs! And about your father where is he?"
Silence.
"Trunks?"
More silence.
"Trunks!?!"
"He's training!" Trunks mumbled. "But hang on a second I'll go get him he'll be here before you can count to 10!"
Bulma hesitated but decided to give Vegeta a minute. If he hadn't answered the phone by then he probably didn't even care.
Trunks banged on the door till his hand started hurting, Vegeta finally shut off the gravity and opened.
"What?" He growled.
"There's a phone call!" Trunks said.
"So what?" He barked.
"It's mom!"
Vegeta frowned.
"Dad?"
"Tell her I'm busy!" Vegeta said with a strangely sad flash in his eyes.
Trunks raised an eyebrow. "Why?" He asked.
Vegeta sighed. "Because I asked you to!" Then he turned and was about to close the door.
"Oh no you don't!" Trunks said stopping the door. "If you don't come to the phone she might never return. Father don't loose her! If not for you, do it for me or the new baby."
Trunks stared into Vegeta's eyes. "Think fast!" He said.
Vegeta starred after his son as Trunks began to leave.
###"You have too much pride Vegeta!" Bulma said.
"Pride is healthy woman!" Vegeta argued.
She looked up from his chest where her head was placed. "Not always! You do good in remembering that Vegeta!" ###
He looked up from his thoughts.
Trunks sighed, and picked up the phone. "Mom, he's-" Before he could finish his sentence Vegeta had taken the phone out of his hand.
"Woman?" He asked in it. But there was a strange noise in it instead. Duut- duut-duut...
Bulma starred at the phone tears in her eyes. ~ Why? Why didn't he come to the phone? Was he busy? Didn't he even have the time to come and talk to me? Didn't he want to?" The thoughts were plaguing her mind.
She looked at the clock; she had lots of time left. A shower and breakfast would do her good.
Vegeta looked angrily at Trunks. "Was it a sick joke?" He asked holding the phone towards his son.
"I'm sorry, I guess you wasn't fast enough!" Trunks said.
Vegeta sat down in the cough. "Dammit! Trunks," Vegeta looked up at his son. "Help me find her!"
Trunks had never seen his father like that before.
He sighed and sat down on the couch next to his father. "Do you know if she has an phonebook?" Vegeta just starred. "A book with lots of numbers in it!" Trunks said.
Vegeta glared. "I'm not stupid! And no I don't know!"
Trunks sighed. "Okay, that makes it a lot tougher. Hmm, we can call Chichi, Goku's wife, she has black hair..."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "Don't push it! I know to whom you are referring!"
Trunks picked up the phone and dialled the number.
"Moshi, moshi Chichi speaking!"
"Hi, hang on a sec Chichi!" Trunks turned to his father. "You go figure out what you'll say to her once we find her!"
Vegeta grimaced, mocking Trunks. "Do this, do that! Disrespectful child."
Bulma walked into the airport. ~ So this is the end?! I'll never see Vegeta, Trunks, Goku, Dad, Chichi, Mom, or anybody again. I'll have a new life, no monsters, no dragons, just a new normal life. ~
She patted her stomach gently. "And I'll have you to help me."
She looked at her watch. ~ 9.30, only half an hour left to the new life begins. ~
Trunks sighed. "She wasn't at any of the hotels. Or Motels for that matter."
"Why would she be there?" Vegeta suddenly asked.
Trunks looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"Don't you fly if you want to go really far away?" He asked.
Trunks slapped his forehead. "Of course. Nice thinking dad!" He said.
Vegeta smirked.
Trunks dialled a number and looked at his father. "But that also means we have to hurry! She might already have left."
Vegeta's mood dropped again.
"Sorry Miss the plain is probably half an hour delayed, might be less." The woman behind the desk said.
Bulma sighed. "Okay, thank you!"
She decided to grab a cup of coffee and smoke a cigarette, while she was waiting.
### "Vegeta, come and I'll show you the improvements I have done in the gravity room!"
He grunted and got up to follow her.
"It's up to 800 times gravity now, that way there'll go a while till you start 'asking' me to upgrade again."
Vegeta nodded, but then he thought of it as an insult. "Woman." He said warningly.
"The cooling system is much better. I've placed a stereo in here too, that way you can hear music while you train."
She showed him how to turn it on and off, and how to change channel/CD.
"And a food robot. He can cook all the food you need in minimum time. Just in case you get hungry... Actually I don't even see a reason for you to leave the room." She sighed. "I'm too good."
Vegeta looked around, checked out the bathroom to see if there was any improvements in there too...
Then he turned to her again. "Woman, I still see one reason why I should leave the gravity room."
She looked up from her thoughts. "I know you wouldn't mind training till your ass fell off. And I don't mind it if you can save us from the Androids, so I don't see for what reason?."
Vegeta walked close to her. "You! Unless you'd like to bungle in here with me?! I have to leave this room for you..."###
Bulma paid for her coffee and newspaper, and sat down. ~ From hate to love to despair, we've covered a lot Veggie! ~
"Really? And when does the plane leave. Uh huh, uh huh. No! Yes, no, no, uh huh. Great, thank you!" Trunks said, then he hung up the phone.
Vegeta looked at him.
"The plane leaves 10AM to Hawaii from Eastern Airport, which is in 10 minutes... Do you know what to say?" Trunks asked.
"Yes! No! I'm not sure, but I'll figure it out on the way. I have to go now!"
"Yeah, and you better be bringing her home!"
Vegeta took off mumbling something about a disrespectful child...
"Plane 421 from Tokyo to Hawaii leaves now from gate 7!" A womanly speaker voice filled the airport with the news of a plane taking off only 5 minutes late.
Bulma looked up from her newspaper.
"Miss?" The waiter asked. "Wasn't that your plane?"
Bulma looked up at the waiter. "I..."
Vegeta ran through the city. ~ It's already 10.5AM. God I hope the plane is delayed! ~
AN: Mwahahaha. Evil place to end this chapter! Don't you agree? I know you do!
But reviews is gonna make the updates REALLY quick!
In other words: YOU HAVE TO REVIEW!!! Please?? *On knees begging* Please
Thanx for the reviews, too bad this is only gonna be a shorty!
### A person thinking back on something that once happened.
DISCLAIMER: . Need I say more?
WAIT!
Bulma had been in line for almost an hour.
She looked at the clock it was 12 AM (aka midnight), by now they should have figured out that she was gone.
~ Maybe I should go home. ~ She thought to herself. ~ We should be able to figure this out together! I'm sure Vegeta wouldn't mind sitting down with me and just talk after this. Or would he? Who am I kidding? Vegeta's not gonna change because of me. He's probably just training or eating, the only thing he'd miss by now is sex. But he can easily find a suitable replacement. No, no I should go home! I'm not the type who gives up that easily. Or- ~
Someone pocking her in the arm cut off her thoughts. "It's your turn Miss!"
"Oh," she stepped forward to the disk.
"Yes, what can I help you with?" The tired lady behind the desk asked.
"A ticket away!" Bulma said sadly. "Far away!"
The woman looked a little like she didn't quite understand. "Could you be more specific?"
"Uh, Hawaii?!" Bulma said not really carrying.
"Sorry Miss, but there is a storm over that ocean, we don't have any planes leaving for Hawaii until 10AM!"
Bulma sighed. "That's alright I need to sleep anyway. I'd like to book a ticket, 1st class, on the first plane that leaves!"
"Aha, and your name is?" She asked typing on her computer.
"Bulma Briefs!"
"Would you like to pay cash or yade, yade?"
Vegeta awoke a couple of hours later. ~ Was it a dream? ~ He found the crumbled paper in his hand. ~ No. I guess not. ~
He sighed heavily sitting up on the edge of the bed. ~ What the hell is wrong with you Vegeta? ~ He asked himself. ~ Have you no pride left? Are you gonna loose your insanity over a woman? Is that what it has come to? Sad! Such a sad sight! The powerful prince; in love, if I had only known. ~ He buried his head in his hands. ~ I'd never have stayed in the first place. ~
He massaged his temples. ~ I shouldn't have to chaise her. No! If that is what she wish, to be alone, she'll be alone all right! I'm not gonna chaise any woman around this silly planet! I was born to glory not to get pulled down on a third classes level by a silly female human, silly weak female human. ~
He got up and looked at himself in the mirror. He just stood there for a minute.
###"You like your own look don't you?" Bulma said shaking her head.
"What's there not to like about it?" He asked looking at his own reflection.
"Hmm, the tommy is growing!" She said clapping him on the belly.
"Yeah right. I look so great I even get girls numbers just because I look at them!" Vegeta said smirking.
"I didn't know you were picking girls up. Maybe I should go get an extra guy too." Bulma said teasingly.
"I never said I called the numbers!" He said turning to face his woman. "Besides I have one at home who just can't get enough of me."
Bulma shook her head again. "Don't bet on it."
"Are you sure?" He asked giving her a light kiss. ###
Vegeta shook his head. "Train!" He said suddenly. "I need to train!"
He looked back in the mirror. The memories were going to hunt him for a while, but then it would be over and he'd be free of all distractions.
Bulma wasn't able to sleep any longer she looked at the clock. 8AM, she sighed, still 2 hours to go.
She picked up the phone and looked at it for a little while. ~ One quick phone call, and if he says that he doesn't want me to leave I'll be home before Goku'll be able to reach the food table. ~
She took one deep breath and dialled the number.
Duut-duut-duut... *Scrambling noises* "Moshi, Moshi Trunks speaking."
Bulma smiled. "Hi honey."
"Mom?" He asked.
"I just called to-"
"Where are you? What's going on? What the hell is your problem? Dad-"
"Don't you speak to me in that tone of voice Trunks Vegeta Briefs! And about your father where is he?"
Silence.
"Trunks?"
More silence.
"Trunks!?!"
"He's training!" Trunks mumbled. "But hang on a second I'll go get him he'll be here before you can count to 10!"
Bulma hesitated but decided to give Vegeta a minute. If he hadn't answered the phone by then he probably didn't even care.
Trunks banged on the door till his hand started hurting, Vegeta finally shut off the gravity and opened.
"What?" He growled.
"There's a phone call!" Trunks said.
"So what?" He barked.
"It's mom!"
Vegeta frowned.
"Dad?"
"Tell her I'm busy!" Vegeta said with a strangely sad flash in his eyes.
Trunks raised an eyebrow. "Why?" He asked.
Vegeta sighed. "Because I asked you to!" Then he turned and was about to close the door.
"Oh no you don't!" Trunks said stopping the door. "If you don't come to the phone she might never return. Father don't loose her! If not for you, do it for me or the new baby."
Trunks stared into Vegeta's eyes. "Think fast!" He said.
Vegeta starred after his son as Trunks began to leave.
###"You have too much pride Vegeta!" Bulma said.
"Pride is healthy woman!" Vegeta argued.
She looked up from his chest where her head was placed. "Not always! You do good in remembering that Vegeta!" ###
He looked up from his thoughts.
Trunks sighed, and picked up the phone. "Mom, he's-" Before he could finish his sentence Vegeta had taken the phone out of his hand.
"Woman?" He asked in it. But there was a strange noise in it instead. Duut- duut-duut...
Bulma starred at the phone tears in her eyes. ~ Why? Why didn't he come to the phone? Was he busy? Didn't he even have the time to come and talk to me? Didn't he want to?" The thoughts were plaguing her mind.
She looked at the clock; she had lots of time left. A shower and breakfast would do her good.
Vegeta looked angrily at Trunks. "Was it a sick joke?" He asked holding the phone towards his son.
"I'm sorry, I guess you wasn't fast enough!" Trunks said.
Vegeta sat down in the cough. "Dammit! Trunks," Vegeta looked up at his son. "Help me find her!"
Trunks had never seen his father like that before.
He sighed and sat down on the couch next to his father. "Do you know if she has an phonebook?" Vegeta just starred. "A book with lots of numbers in it!" Trunks said.
Vegeta glared. "I'm not stupid! And no I don't know!"
Trunks sighed. "Okay, that makes it a lot tougher. Hmm, we can call Chichi, Goku's wife, she has black hair..."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "Don't push it! I know to whom you are referring!"
Trunks picked up the phone and dialled the number.
"Moshi, moshi Chichi speaking!"
"Hi, hang on a sec Chichi!" Trunks turned to his father. "You go figure out what you'll say to her once we find her!"
Vegeta grimaced, mocking Trunks. "Do this, do that! Disrespectful child."
Bulma walked into the airport. ~ So this is the end?! I'll never see Vegeta, Trunks, Goku, Dad, Chichi, Mom, or anybody again. I'll have a new life, no monsters, no dragons, just a new normal life. ~
She patted her stomach gently. "And I'll have you to help me."
She looked at her watch. ~ 9.30, only half an hour left to the new life begins. ~
Trunks sighed. "She wasn't at any of the hotels. Or Motels for that matter."
"Why would she be there?" Vegeta suddenly asked.
Trunks looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"Don't you fly if you want to go really far away?" He asked.
Trunks slapped his forehead. "Of course. Nice thinking dad!" He said.
Vegeta smirked.
Trunks dialled a number and looked at his father. "But that also means we have to hurry! She might already have left."
Vegeta's mood dropped again.
"Sorry Miss the plain is probably half an hour delayed, might be less." The woman behind the desk said.
Bulma sighed. "Okay, thank you!"
She decided to grab a cup of coffee and smoke a cigarette, while she was waiting.
### "Vegeta, come and I'll show you the improvements I have done in the gravity room!"
He grunted and got up to follow her.
"It's up to 800 times gravity now, that way there'll go a while till you start 'asking' me to upgrade again."
Vegeta nodded, but then he thought of it as an insult. "Woman." He said warningly.
"The cooling system is much better. I've placed a stereo in here too, that way you can hear music while you train."
She showed him how to turn it on and off, and how to change channel/CD.
"And a food robot. He can cook all the food you need in minimum time. Just in case you get hungry... Actually I don't even see a reason for you to leave the room." She sighed. "I'm too good."
Vegeta looked around, checked out the bathroom to see if there was any improvements in there too...
Then he turned to her again. "Woman, I still see one reason why I should leave the gravity room."
She looked up from her thoughts. "I know you wouldn't mind training till your ass fell off. And I don't mind it if you can save us from the Androids, so I don't see for what reason?."
Vegeta walked close to her. "You! Unless you'd like to bungle in here with me?! I have to leave this room for you..."###
Bulma paid for her coffee and newspaper, and sat down. ~ From hate to love to despair, we've covered a lot Veggie! ~
"Really? And when does the plane leave. Uh huh, uh huh. No! Yes, no, no, uh huh. Great, thank you!" Trunks said, then he hung up the phone.
Vegeta looked at him.
"The plane leaves 10AM to Hawaii from Eastern Airport, which is in 10 minutes... Do you know what to say?" Trunks asked.
"Yes! No! I'm not sure, but I'll figure it out on the way. I have to go now!"
"Yeah, and you better be bringing her home!"
Vegeta took off mumbling something about a disrespectful child...
"Plane 421 from Tokyo to Hawaii leaves now from gate 7!" A womanly speaker voice filled the airport with the news of a plane taking off only 5 minutes late.
Bulma looked up from her newspaper.
"Miss?" The waiter asked. "Wasn't that your plane?"
Bulma looked up at the waiter. "I..."
Vegeta ran through the city. ~ It's already 10.5AM. God I hope the plane is delayed! ~
AN: Mwahahaha. Evil place to end this chapter! Don't you agree? I know you do!
But reviews is gonna make the updates REALLY quick!
In other words: YOU HAVE TO REVIEW!!! Please?? *On knees begging* Please