CHAPTER 6: REVELATIONS

(A/N: I am SO sorry I have been taking long with this chapter, but I have been extremely busy and trying to get rid of a horrible writers block! So here´s another chapter that I hope you will like!)

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"But it hasn´t been a whole year!" Bulma had told Chichi. "And if it hasn´t been a whole year, I can´t find the dragonballs with the radar!" Chichi slapped her forehead.

"I forgot....Guess you have to wait for alittle longer...*if* Vegeta becomes too much, you can always come and stay with us..." Bulma sighed and rested her head in her hands.

"Thanks Chi....I´ll think about it."

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"*MROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!*"

The howl threatened to pierce Bulma's eardrums as she entered the house. She gritted her teeth and rubbed her ears as she went further into the house. Trunks sat calmly in front of the TV, playiing "Final Fantasy IX" on his playstation. He looked up as Bulma poked his shoulder.

"What is going on!?" Bulma shouted over another wail.

"WHAT?"

"I said: What is going on??" She shouted again. Trunks motioned that he couldn´t hear her and pointed to the door. Bulms got the idea and followed the lavender-haired boy outside.

"Now..." She began. "Tell me. What is going on?" Trunks pulled some earplugs out and shrugged.

"Eh, sorry mom...one more time?" Bulma groaned.

"What...is...going...on!!??" Trunks shrugged again.

"Dad is giving granpa's cat a make-over."

"A WHAT!!!???"

Bulma stormed into the house followed by Trunks....and broke into hysterical fits of laughter by the sight meeting her. Her fathers black cat had been placedd on a sky-blue pillow, a strong cloud of perfume surrounding it.

Vegeta had managed to stuff it into a screaming pink tux (a/n: I assume Mr. Briefs cat is male) and it was struggling to get rid of a deep-red bow-tie around its neck while at the same time fighting to shake off a 2 pairs of shoes placed on its front and hind paws. But the top of the cake was the tiny screaming pink top hat tied on the poor animals head. Bulma lay flat on the floor, screaming in laughter and kicking with her legs in the air. Vegeta himself came into the room that moment with a camera in his hands. He beamed and aimed at the car.

"Look here kitty and say cheese!"

*click*

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It was late night at the Briefs home. Trunks lay asleep in his bed, and Bulma lay cuddled up beside Vegeta, snoozing. Bulmas parents where asleep in their own bedroom and mr. Briefs cat, who had been blessfully freed from the outfit Vegeta had forced it into, was curled up in its own pillow.

The only one awake was Vegeta.

The sayain No Ouji lay with wide open eyes staring into the dark. Lots of thoughts where running through his head. How much he had to clean up in the morning, cook, fix up, decorate (just for fashions sence). But WHY was he doing all this? He...felt like a woman! A few months ago, Bulma had been the one cooking, cleaning and whatnot. And then suddenly, he felt this weird urge to just...do something nice! He sighed. He....missed being the Vegeta he knew himself as! Not the clean-and-cook freak but the "Badman" one! He wanted to smash droids in the GR, he wanted to spar and defeat Kakkarot, he....

He wanted to be old Vegeta again!!

"And I WILL find a way how to!" He muttered to himself, then drifted off to sleep at last.

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The next day, Vegeta decided to seek up Dende. Hey he had created the newer dragonballs, so he should be able to help Vegeta out, right? Either that or some answers to what had happened with the sayain.

When he arrived, he looked around to see if Dende or Mr. Popo was around. He couldn´t see anyone but he heard voices, so he quietly went closer.

".....don´t know how long I can stand this any longer."

"Oh Bulma relax, it has only been a few months so far. A few more can´t harm."

"But seriously, he is such a clean-and-all-in-order-freak! I should have never made that wish with the dragonballs!"

Vegeta stiffened. Wish with the dragonballs?

"Bulma I know your frustrated, but what is done is done. Your wish is made and it can´t be reversed until the dragonballs are back in a few months. I am sorry but thats how it is." Dende said calmly.

"And well, you got Chichi's offer right?" Bulma sighed.

"Yeah your right. Well I better head home...." When she came outside, she had a odd feeling that someone was watching her. She shrugged off the feeling then took off in her shuttle, and headed back to Capsule Corp.

Dende sat talking to Mr. Popo when hearing a *WHAM* of the doors. There stood Vegeta, eyes narrowed. Angrilly, he stalked over, grabbed Dende by his shoulder and asked in his most polite voice.

"Pardon me Dende, but may I ask what this thing is about a wish with the dragonballs Bulma has done?"

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(a/n: Merf I have finally gotten done with another chapter. Once again, I apologise for the delay!! Do forgive me!! Oh, and 10 reviews would be nice too)