Author's Note: Hey guys! I want to clarify a few things before I get started with the story… *clears throat*
1) I have never been to a school reunion, on account that I am still in school… so I'll just write it how I imagine it to be like
2) I have never been to a store to buy a tux so I don't know if there is a certain way, like fit you into one or whatever
Thanks! That's all I wanted to say!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragonball Z!
Power to Bulma!
By: Vegeta's Blue-Haired AngelLast time:
"Oh! Hi! Bulma!" Gohan said, "I'll get Trunks!"
A moment later Trunks bounced out the door. The Briefs waved good-bye to the Sons, except Vegeta, and flew off.
"WOW! I had the best time, ever! Goku took us fishing…" Trunks said, babbling.
Bulma and Vegeta gave each other a knowing glance. Trunks wasn't going to stop talking until he relived his whole day.
"We caught the biggest fish you've ever seen! We cooked it on the river bank and ate it for lunch. Gohan and I and Goten had a diving contest. Goku didn't participate because he was still eating…"
"So… how was your day?" Trunks asked, finally ending his re-cap, as they landed on Capsule Corp's front lawn.
"Weeeeell… Your father and I had a great time, swimming!" Bulma said, unlocking the front door and stepping in.
"Are you sure you just swam?" Trunks asked. Bulma blushed.
"Listen, boy, don't you DARE say anything like that AGAIN to your mother!" Vegeta snarled.
"Yeesh! Alright!" Trunks said, holding his hands up in defense. Trunks watched as Vegeta walked by Bulma and purposely brushed up against her. He sighed.
As much as his parents fought he knew that they loved each other, very much.
* * *
The week went by very fast, a couple days before the reunion Bulma dragged Vegeta shopping.
"Remind me again why we have to do this, woman?" Vegeta snarled, as Bulma looked through the racks, for a dress.
"Because… I want to look nice! If it were up to you, you'd go in your spandex, right?" Bulma said, holding up a white dress, which flowed below her knees.
"Hmm… I like this one! But I also like the black one! Let me try them on and tell me what you think, Vegeta!" Bulma said, rushing them to the dressing room.
"Hurry up, woman!" Vegeta said, as Bulma was still trying on the white dress.
"All right! I'm coming out!" she snapped, opening the dressing room door.
"What do you think?" she asked, Vegeta who turned around, a look of surprise on his face.
"I'm not sure… Let me try the black one on, first!" she said, hurrying back into the dressing room.
Minutes later she came out in a black strapless dress, which flowed to her feet.
"Hmm… I think I like this one better! What about you, Veggie?" Bulma said, looking at Vegeta. She waited for Vegeta to say some snide remark, but it never came. He just sat there silently, staring at her.
"What?" she said, a little self-conscious, "Does it look that bad?"
"N-not at all!" was all she heard. Bulma was getting impatient.
"So you like this one better than the last one?" she asked, irritated. Vegeta nodded.
"Good! Then we'll take this one and get some shoes and jewelry to go with it! I saw the cutest shoes that would go with this!" Bulma said, going back into the dressing room.
Moments later she emerged dressed in the attire she came in and lead Vegeta to the shoes.
"What do you think of these?" she asked, holding up a pair of black big healed sandals (sorry don't know what they're called).
"Fine, fine! Whatever! Just hurry up!" Vegeta snapped.
"Fine!" she said, throwing the shoes into the shopping cart and walking off to the jewelry.
"Pears? Hmmm… This is so stressful!" Bulma said, deciding which earrings and necklace set would go best with her dress. She was finally certain that a pair of sapphire earrings and matching necklace and ring would go best. Vegeta was relieved when she finally announced it was time to leave the store.
After paying for the dress, shoes and jewelry they left.
"Finally! Now I can get back to training!" Vegeta sighed.
"Oh no, Mr. I don't think so! We still have to get YOUR tuxedo!" Bulma said, happily driving to a different clothing shop.
(I have NO idea how you shop for tuxedos, if you shop for them like dresses or what! So… well that's it!)
"How about this one! You'll look so adorable in it!" Bulma squealed, showing Vegeta a powder blue tux.
"I don't look 'cute' woman!" Vegeta snarled, getting knowing nods from the men around him.
"Aww… Fine! Then how about this?" she asked, holding up a black pants and tux jacket.
"Only… we'll have to find a shirt to go with it!" Bulma said, scanning the shirts.
"THIS ONE!" she yelled, making people around her jump in surprise.
"What one?" Vegeta asked, impatiently.
"This one!" She said, holding up a white shirt with ruffles down the front and on the sleeves. (Is that how they are? I don't know! I am NO expert in clothes, as you can already tell!)
"What? NO!" Vegeta bellowed.
"YES!" Bulma roared, "WE ARE GETTING THIS AND THAT'S FINAL!" Vegeta growled.
While Bulma was walking away a guy came up to Vegeta.
"I know how you feel, man! My wife is exactly the same way!" he said, and walked away. Vegeta stared after him, confused, shrugged and followed Bulma.
* * *
Finally the day of the reunion arrived. The day seemed to go by too fast for Vegeta's liking.
Bulma was getting ready since 4:30 PM and was done barely by 5:45 PM. Vegeta just threw the damn suit on and was ready.
"WOMAN! GET OUT OF THERE!" Vegeta yelled, through the bathroom door.
"I'M COMING OUT, NOW!" she yelled, back. Five minutes later the bathroom door opened and out came Bulma.
She looked stunning in the black dress, sandals, the sapphire jewelry and her hair was done as a messy bun on the top of her hair held up with diamond pins and strands of hair, curled, framing her face.
"Well? Stop gawking and lets go!" she said, extending her hand, with a black elbow length glove on it. He took her and they headed out the door.
"Gohan?" Bulma called up the stairs.
"Yes, Ms. Briefs?" Gohan called.
"Make sure Trunks is in bed by… um… about nine-ish!" Bulma said.
"Sure thing! Have a good time!" Gohan said, as Trunks called him.
"Thanks!" Bulma yelled, and was out the door.
"Good thing, Gohan, was able to baby-sit Trunks on such short notice!" Bulma said, "I totally forgot about a baby-sitter!"
"Whatever! Let's go!" Vegeta said, expecting her to fly. Bulma pulled a capsule out of her purse. She pushed the button on top and threw it to the ground. Out came a black mustang.
"What about flying? We'll get there faster!" Vegeta said.
"Number one: I have a dress on. Number two: I don't want my hair messing up. Number three: it will scare people!" Bulma said, opening the door and getting into the driver side. Vegeta got in mumbling to himself.
* * *
Soon they arrived at the reunion, just a little late. Or as Bulma put it, 'fashionably late.'
Everyone there seemed to know Bulma.
Suddenly the room darkened and the music started.
"Come on, Veggie! Let's dance!" Bulma said, dragging Vegeta away from the refreshments.
Bulma led Vegeta to the dance floor and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"W-what are you doing?" he asked, unsure.
"Wrap your arms around my waist and follow my lead!" Bulma said. Vegeta complied and started a swaying movement with Bulma. He really got into the dance, when it ended.
A faster song started. Vegeta was actually enjoying himself, dancing with Bulma.
Another slow song started, Bulma called it a waltz. He was really getting into this one; he liked slow songs better than faster ones, because he was closer to Bulma. Suddenly someone tapped on his shoulder.
"May I cut in?" asked a burly voice behind Vegeta.
Vegeta turned around and saw a man with flaxen blonde hair and green, green eyes. He flashed Vegeta a big toothy smile, showing every one of his perfect white teeth. Vegeta growled and narrowed his eyes. But since he was a Prince and had attended many balls, while on his planet, but had no desire to dance… had observed the way men would 'cut in' and dance with ladies. Vegeta stepped aside and looked at Bulma, who looked disgusted.
"What do YOU want?" she asked, as he tried to embrace her waist. She wouldn't let him get close if her life depended on it.
"I told you, Bulma, you are mine! And mine alone! That twerp over there if not a man like I!" the man said.
"Look Brad!" she spat his name out, "I have no desire to be with you! And if you say anything like that about Vegeta AGAIN I'll f*cking punch you in the God damned nose!"
"Still feisty as ever! Can he handle you?" he asked, motioning to Vegeta who was watching them.
"He can handle me better than anyone! You should know that! Especially after the black eye I gave you!" she sneered.
"I think I'm better for you than anyone!" Brad said, "You are mine! I'll kill any man who opposes that!"
The song ended and Bulma walked over to Vegeta.
"Who is that asshole?" Vegeta asked.
"His name is Brad! And… grrrr… he makes me so mad!" she said. Vegeta humph-ed.
"Lets get a table and eat something! I'm starved!" Bulma declared, walking towards a table. Vegeta followed.
They were in the middle of their meal when Brad came over.
"Bulma," he purred, "How about you dump this midget and come sit with me?" Vegeta stood up.
"Get away from her, you pathetic weakling!" Vegeta shouted.
"She's mine!" Brad retorted.
"I will rip out your throat if you say that again!" Vegeta threatened.
"Fine! Let's take it outside, but prepared to be beat!" Brad said, leading outside.
"Vegeta!" Bulma said, putting her hand on his arm. He glared at her.
"Stay here!" he commanded.
"Wait!" she said, but he walked away.
Vegeta had enough of this weakling. He was going to finish him off.
"Good! Let's get started!" Brad said.
"Fine!" Vegeta said, not even going into a defensive position. Brad lunged at Vegeta. Before he could get a hit in Vegeta was pounding Brad into the ground. After a swift punch to the teeth, breaking most of them, Vegeta stood back and saw his victim squirming in pain.
Suddenly a woman came up to him and threw her arms around Vegeta's neck.
"Oh! You are my hero!" she said, before kissing him full on the lips. Vegeta was so shocked he didn't move until he heard Bulma…
"V-Vegeta! How could you!" she said, bolting off into the crowd of old high school friends…
Author's Note: How was it? Hmmmm???? Review!!!!