Bulma sat up in her bed, wiping her eyes and yawning, trying to wake up fully from her nap. Her and Vegeta followed 18 and Krillin almost everywhere, making sure everything went right for the two. Even though she had fun playing cupid with Vegeta, it wore her out completely. She looked around her bedroom for a second and got up and went downstairs for something to eat. Bulma yawned again and rubbed her eyes, walking blindly to the fridge. Without noticing it, she bumped into someone's body who was sitting at the bar. "Sorry," she mumbled opening the door to the freezer.
"No problem," the voice replied. Bulma's eyes shot open and looked at the person who she bumped into. Vegeta sat there in an open black button down shirt, blue jeans and a wife beater under that. He sipped his soda continently, as if he was sitting in his own home. Bulma screamed and slammed the door shut.
"What are you doing in my house?!" she barked at him, feeling awake. Vegeta's ears twitched a little and he rolled his eyes at her. Just then Bulma's bubbly mother walked into the kitchen, smiling and humming happily like always. She sat a tray of food in front of Vegeta and patted his back.
"Eat up now!" She said smiling, not paying any attention to Bulma who was standing there with her jaw on the floor.
"MOM!"
"Bulma! Your awake!" her mother said surprised. Mrs. Briefs hugged her daughter and picked up her watering can that was in the sink and wobbled outside. "If you need me I'll be in my garden. Oh yeah, Bulma Yamucha left you something in the 'fridge!" she said before closing the sliding doors shut. Bulma looked down at the bottle shelf and found a large box wrapped in pink foil. She picked it up and sat at the bar across from Vegeta. Carefully, Bulma pulled the top off, to reveal about 50 chocolate covered strawberries. She smiled happily, and Vegeta just grunted and rolled his eyes. Her hand quickly shot out to one and popped it into her mouth. The young man sitting across from her slowly reached out his hand to grab one, But Bulma caught him and slapped his hand hard. Vegeta pulled his hand back, shaking it trying to make the pain subside.
"I can't believe that jerk had the nerve to send you something. Don't he know it's over with?" Vegeta said picking up some chips that was on the tray and shoving them into his mouth. Bulma smirked and raised an eyebrow at Vegeta.
"Jealous are we?" she said jokingly. Vegeta almost choked on his food when she said that.
"No just annoyed," Vegeta replied. "Anyway what's up with our next pair of Love Birds?" he asked switching the conversation.
"Well, we already done the dinner thing, so I was thinking a movie." Bulma said munching on another chocolate covered strawberry.
"It has to have action, or else Goku won't go see it."
"Well, it has to have romance or else Chichi won't go see it." The two sat there thinking of a good action romance movie. "There's always Moulin Rouge." Bulma said smiling. Vegeta cocked his eyebrow at her as if to say 'You kidding right?' "Well, it's a good movie!" Bulma protested.
"It's a musical romance. Where's the action?"
"Okay you've got a point."
"Rambo!" Vegeta shouted. Now it was Bulma's turn to give him the 'you've got to be kidding' look. The too bowed their heads again thinking. "SCORPION KING!" they both shouted at the same time.
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Bulma sneaked up to Chichi's house, dropping a note in a red envelope on her doorstep, rung the door bell and ran away. Chichi opened the door, looked side to side, then finally down. "MY DEAR BELOVED CHICHI," the dark haired princess read out loud. "I HAVE WATCHED YOU FROM AFAR FOR MANY DAYS AND MY HEART LONGS TO BE FILLED WITH YOUR LOVE MY BEAUTIFUL RAVEN HAIRED GODDESS. I DEAR NOT SPEAK MY NAME, FOR I, AM, SHY TO LET MY IDENTITY BE SPOKEN BY YOUR BEAUTIFUL LIPS, IF YOU REALLY WISH TO KNOW WHO THIS LONELY SOUL IS....MEET ME AT THE CASTLE THEATER TOMORROW AT 3. PS I WILL BE WEARING A BLACK SHIRT," she finished. Chichi's eyes glittered with excitement and hugged the note to her chest, dashing back inside her house.
Bulma turned to Vegeta slowly, her face in total disbelieve. "Vegeta, that was so romantic! I didn't know you had it in you!" She said nudging him with her elbow. He just rolled his eyes.
"I got it out of some corny romance book my Mom always reads," he said crossing his arms and walking from behide the bushes in which they where hiding. Bulma followed and speed-walked in front of him. "Hey," Vegeta said uncrossing his arms. Bulma turned around and looked at him, Vegeta took a few steps to her. The blue haired girl, not having the slightest clue what was going on, tried to take a step back but he just grabbed her wrists gently and pulled him towards her until they where only 2 inches away. Bulma could feel her heart jump into her throat, and suddenly all she could hear was her own heartbeat pounding in her ears, her breath coming out in short pants and the wind whistling. Vegeta's lullaby scent started to make her lose touch with reality and send the poor capsule corp. scientist into that familiar dream world. He raised a hand slowly from her wrists to her hair, a golden glint of a ring on his finger catching her eye. Suddenly, Bulma found herself slowly leaning towards the handsome young man, slightly pouting her lips. "You," Vegeta said slowly, "have something in your hair," he finished pulling away from Bulma.
"What?" she asked shaking her head and pulling away. Vegeta pulled his hand down and showed her something small and black. "What is that a plant or something?" she asked, squinting her eyes to get a better look. Suddenly the black object crawled around Vegeta's finger.
"No, a spider," he said in a matter of factually tone. Bulma went completely blue in the face, here she was expecting a kiss and got a spider instead. She screamed, slapping Vegeta's hand and running away, leaving him to laughing his head off in front of Chichi's large castle.
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"DEAR MR. GOKU, YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN TO WIN A LIFE TIME SUPPLY OF DONUTS! PLEASE COME TO THE CASTLE THEATER AT 3 TOMORROW TO CLAIM YOUR PRIZE,
SINCERELY,
KRISY KREME DONUTS...." Goku finished. He looked blankly at the paper he was holding in front of him before jumping up and down screaming happily. Piccolo looked up at him annoyed deeply and continued to play his video game. "MOM!!!!" Goku said screaming running into the kitchen to get his mother. A woman about 3 inches shorter then Goku with stylishly short hair that had two locks of hair in front of her ears that curled around to her cheek bones was sitting at the table reading a magazine and waiting for her food to be finished cooking.
"Yes, honey what is it?" she asked not looking up and popping her gum.
"I GOT A LIFETIME SUPPLY OF DONUTS!"
"That's nice Hun now go along and play with your little green friend before he steals something."
"Mom that was only a bottled water!"
"But it wasn't his bottled water. NOW GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!" she shouted looking up.
"Okay," Goku said quickly and ran out of the kitchen and joined Piccolo (who was caught up in Goku's video game).
"YES! WOOOOOO!!" Piccolo shouted standing up, his baseball cap falling off. Tien who was sitting off to the side playing agasint the green guy put down his control and sighed in defeat. "YOU LOST! I WON YES YES YES YES!" Piccolo said screaming and laughing.
"Clam down Jolly Green giant sounds like ya having an orgasm." Someone joked from behide. Everyone turned around to see Vegeta leaning up agasint the door with his hands inside his pockets. Piccolo smiled at him, not a friendly smile, but those kind or smiles you give someone that says 'If you say one more thing to me I'm going to beat your ass into the ground.'
"Vegeta look a lifetime supply of donuts!" Goku shouted. Vegeta snatched the letter away from him and pretended to look over it.
"Says dress nicely because their gonna be takin pictures, why don't you where that black shirt?" Vegeta suggested.
"What black shirt?"
"The black shirt!" Vegeta shouted. Goku stood there looking dumbfounded until he remembered.
"Oooohhh!" he said walking over to his draw and picking out a black shirt. He held the shirt out to his friends. "What cha think?" he asked holding it up to his chest.
"Looks fine to me," Tien said restarting the game.
"I wonder if it's clean," Goku asked himself, raising up the sleeve and sniffing under the armpit. His nose scrunched up and he went into a fit of coughs. "Nope," he said in between coughs, "dirty."
"What do you do use onions for deodorant?" Piccolo asked, not really expecting an answer.
"What am I gonna do, it says wear a black shirt and I only have one shirt!" he asked looking around his friends.
"I got one," Piccolo said, ignoring the video game and letting Tien win. "It's over my house we'll stop over there tomorrow before you get your prize, donut man." Goku smiled and sat down on a nearby chair.

"VEGETA!" Goku's mother called. "YOUR PARENTS ARE HERE DARLING!" she shouted into the room the boys where in. Vegeta got up slowly, looking worriedly at his friends around him. They all got up and followed him out the door, expect Tien who stayed back to cheat on the game. "TIEN!" Piccolo shouted.
"Coming!" Tien called back innocently and followed up behide them. Vegeta froze as he saw his parents sitting on Mrs. Son's couch. His mother was a beautiful woman with long black hair that she always kept pulled up into a bun on her head like a crown, and his father was the very spitting image of him (expect for the reddish hair and mustache). Vegeta also noticed the clothe that they where wearing and swore inside his head.
"Son!" his mother called out, standing up, one hand holding up her royal gown and the other held out for her son. Vegeta walked over to his mother and hugged her gently, and shook his father's hand.
"Vegeta," his father grunted out. "I'm glad to see your having a good time, not being...in your rightful place and all."
"Yes father I'm having a fine time." Vegeta responded calmly, but his response was only answered by thick silence.
"Your roommate seems awfully nice, I'm afraid we'll have to meet him sometime," his mother said smiling, nodding at her husband for his agreement.
"NO! My roommate...uhh...doesn't get along to well with people." Vegeta lied. His father only nodded, his body language not saying "I understand" or "I don't have anything to say to you so I'm going to Nod." Again, their short lived conversation was followed by silence.
"Son we want you back home," his father blurred out. Vegeta's eyes almost popped out his head.
"But-but."
"No buts! You are the crown prince and you are supposed to act like such, not running around like common street scum! NO offense boys," His father said nodded to the group of young men.
"None taken," Piccolo said sarcastically.
"Well, then I give up my crown."
"You cant do that!" His father argued.
"I JUST DID!"
"Your coming back home on a plane rather you like it or not! And that's final! You have a week's time." With that, his parents turned around and marched out the door.