A/N: Well, as much as I am trying to hurry this along, it is taking a few more chpt.'s than I had intended. But in the end it will all work out. Thanks for the reviews and keep um coming. I love hearing what you have to say.

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, nor do I make any profit from any of this. Just self satisfaction. J

Chapter 14: Who's got a tight what?

Before they headed down to diner, Vegeta told Bulma that he did not want to see her for the next three weeks. He went on to explain, that he needed that time to himself. She told him that she understood and that if he wanted he could stay in the new house. He agreed and also told her if there was any information she needed to give him to relay it through her father.

After diner, Vegeta returned to his room to pack his belongings. Since he would not be returning to this house he packed everything, which wasn't very much. He was looking forward to being away from everyone for a while. It would give him the time he needed to finish preparations for his intended mate. Once he had finished packing, he sought out the blue hair female once more. He found her in her own room.

Knock, knock

"Come in," said Bulma.

Vegeta entered the room. Bulma turned to see her prince one last time before he would be gone for the remaining three weeks.

"Oh, it's you, Vegeta. I guess your ready to leave?"

"Yes, I need the security codes for the new dwelling."

"Here you go. I wrote everything down for you. If you need anything else, just tell daddy."

He reached out and touched the side of her face. He could tell she was not at complete ease with him leaving. She pressed her cheek against the warmth of his hand.

"Don't worry woman, it will all be worth it. You will see."

Bulma stood and wrapped him in a hug. Holding him as tight as she could.

"I know. I just don't know what I'm going to do without having you to hold me for three whole weeks."

"Just remember what I said, it will be worth it, I promise."

He placed his lips against hers, softly caressing them, encouraging them to allow him entrance with his tongue. Opening her mouth slightly, he took advantage and delved his tongue inside. Sliding against each other, their tongues did a romantic dance, ending all too soon for Bulma. She sighed as he pulled away from her.

Looking at Vegeta, staring into his obsidian eyes, she told him, "Vegeta, I love you."

His heart dropped at hearing her words. Never did he think, that such a thing was possible. In all of his years did he ever think he would have someone feel for him the way that she did. And more even that he would return those feelings. He gave her one last hug. Hopefully, she would understand the words he could not yet speak, were shown in this small gesture. Letting go he turned and left.

Leaving Bulma to her thoughts once more.

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Vegeta arrived at his destination. This would be his new home now, actually it would be their new home. He punched in the security code and entered. Upon seeing the inside, he dropped everything he had been holding.

'How could she have possibly known?,' he thought, 'She had never been there.'

What he was referring to was the fact that Bulma had decorated the interior to look much like the palace of Vegetasei. Apparently, she had done a pretty good job.

Even though he was just a child when he had been made to leave with that hideous creature, he could still remember with great detail what his home had been like. It was one of the things that kept him sane during his time with Frieza.

He continued walking around what would be called the living room. The floors were made from a thick tile. The walls were tall and covered in a rich wood, with a huge mahogany chandelier hanging from the center. On one side of the room was a fireplace made of stone. It was large enough that one could actually stand upright in it. The sofas were navy blue leather with the accompanying chairs done in a deep maroon. Of course there were some of Earth's luxuries as well. A 92" big screen TV was on the wall facing the seating, accompanied by a truly impressive sound system. In one corner, there was a fully stocked bar. He walked over to a set of large French doors, when he opened them, he found a game room. It had every type of pool table, foosball table, pinball machine and video game one could ever want. He was not usually one to indulge in such things, but the pool and foosball table looked interesting to him.

He continued on noticing that most of the rooms had a different theme to each one. He came upon two large solid mahogany doors. Carved in the wood was the crest of the family of Vegetasei.

'Impressive,' he thought. Now he knew what she had done with the pendant of his. She had copied it for her own ingenious plans.

Opening the doors, again he was astonished. He was in complete awe at how this woman could have done this. He thought to himself, 'It's as if she had read my mind, how else could she have come this close?' He stood in front of the master bed. It would be the equivalent of two king size beds. She had had it specially made. The headboard was carved with a scene that looked like many animals, woods and streams. Fabric hung from the ceiling, draped along all sides of the bed, enclosing it except at the foot where it was draped open. Again there was a huge wooden chandelier with accenting lights along most of the walls. He walked over to the one huge window in the room. He pulled the navy blue and maroon drapes back to reveal the huge picture window. The view was unbelievable. The stream he had given her such a fit in, was directly under the window. Across from it was the woods, but only part of the way, the rest was open to show the valley in the distance.

After finishing his tour, he had found the new, modern Gravity Room she had promised him. He had also found a med lab with the regeneration tanks, he was more than pleased with that. There were many other amenities, too many to list.

He grabbed up his belongings and returned to the bedroom. Placing everything where it needed to go, he breathed a sigh of relief. He would relish these three weeks of quietness. Now, though, it was time to try out the new GR. He would train relentlessly. Preparing himself for the upcoming ritual.

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Bulma watched as he left. She did understand, he was a warrior at heart and needed time to acclimate himself to the life destined for them. Turning to her desk she gathered her lists once more. Reviewing every last detail to make sure nothing was missed. She had called her beautician and arranged for her to be there early on the morning of the wedding. She stood and paced for a few minutes.

'OK, I've got three weeks of nothing much to do. Oh, Kami, I'm going to be bored to death,' she thought.

Then an idea struck her, 'I know, I'll go visit all my old friends. I haven't seen Goku, Chi Chi or Gohan in forever. Mater of fact, why don't I have a pre-wedding party? Quickly she got on the phone and called everyone up, settling to meet at Master Roshi's tomorrow night.

"OK, Yamcha, I'll see you there tomorrow night. Make sure you bring Puar."

"No, problem. Wouldn't miss it for the world."

'Ok, that was the last call, now to go shopping for something to wear. I think I'll check out that new lingerie store while I'm at it,' she thought.

Bulma checked herself in the mirror, nodding her approval, she then grabbed her purse and made her way downstairs.

Mrs. Briefs was outside tending to her garden as Bulma walked out of the house.

"Going somewhere, dear?"

"Yeah, mom. I'm heading to the mall. Need anything?"

"Thanks, sweetie, but I'm fine. Have a good time."

"Sure thing."

Bulma pulled out her capsule pack, picking the special capsule in red. Tossing it on the pavement, a swoosh of air unveiled a brand new Cherry Red Viper. This was a wedding gift to herself she ordered a few days ago.

"Very cool," she said aloud. "I could definitely get used to this."

She hopped in and peeled out heading to the mall. Arriving in record time, she climbed out and encapsulated the car. Now it was off to Angelo's.

She walked through the door of Angelo's and began looking through the dresses. There were so many that she liked. So she grabbed several. Suddenly there were a pair of hands covering her eyes.

"Guess who?"

"Um, let's see, John?"

"Nope. Try again."

"I guess it could be, Yamcha."

"Umgh, ungh. Give up?"

"Yeah."

Raising his hands, "It's me, Angelo."

"Oh, I knew it was you all the time."

"Bitch!"

"And don't you forget it."

Laughing at each other, Angelo proceeded to ask her what she was doing.

"So are we looking for a new dress?"

"Yeah, something casual to wear among friends at a party."

"How about this one?"

"No, too dressy."

"This one?"

"Not dressy enough."

"Ok, wait right here. We just got in a few new ones and I think I know one that will be perfect."

Angelo left to go get the dress. When he returned he said, "All right, what do you think about this?" It had spaghetti straps and came down into a V in the front. The back was square cut, opened to about mid way down. It was a floral print. The background was sunflower yellow. There were beautiful tropical flowers in blue, magenta, and purple.

"That's the one, I'll take it. How about shoes to match."

"Of course, I'll go get them and meet you at the register."

While he was gone, Bulma snatched up at least five other outfits. Then she met him at the register.

"Cash or Charge?"

"Put it on my personal line of credit."

"Will do. So how's the bride-to-be doing?"

"Great! I can't wait."

"Your total is $10,199.25."

Bulma thought to herself, 'It's a good thing I'm rich. Between Vegeta's grocery bills and my wardrobe…..'

"Hey, Angelo, How'd you like to come to the wedding?"

"Any good looking singles going to be there?"

Laughing, she said, "Yeah, but, um, I don't know if their going to swing your way."

"That's OK. I'm sure I'll find something to get into (wink ^_~)."

"Yeah, I bet you will. Well gotta go. I'll bring you an invitation when I come to pick up the outfits."

"See ya later, Bulma."

"See ya, Angelo."

Bulma popped open a capsule and stored all of her shopping bags. Now it was time to visit the lingerie store. As soon as she walked in, she saw a beautiful navy blue satin and lace bodice. Along with it were black fishnet stockings and a satin cover-up. Off to the side were a pair of stiletto heals in solid black.

'Perfect! Now let's see what else I can find.'

She handed a clerk the items she had already picked out and continued to shop. She found four more outfits for her, one made entirely of black leather with a blind fold, hand restraints, and a mock whip. She daydreamed for a moment, allowing an evil smirk to cross her lips. By the time she made it to the check out, she had found two more outfits and one very interesting item for Vegeta.

Without thinking, she said allowed, "Kami, I hope it's big enough."

The young female clerks looked at each other then at her. One finally exclaimed, "Ma'am, that is meant as a practical joke. No one is that large."

"You don't say. Bulma took the garment, it was only a sheath, meant to cover only the male penis. Of course there was elastic straps to fit around his waist and legs.

She studied it for a moment. Then she took the sheath part and started pulling and stretching, "Humph, I don't know. It'll be a tight fit, but what the hell, I'll take it anyway." She looked at the clerks and gave them a wink as if she knew something that they didn't. Again the girls looked at each other, not sure whether to believe her or not. Paying for her items, she then encapsulated them with the other bags. She looked at her watch, time had really flown by. It was now late in the evening.

'I guess I'll head back home. That's enough shopping for today.'

Bulma took out the special red capsule again, encapsulated it, then sped off home.

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Time past by quickly. Bulma could hardly sleep without the warm arms of her lover wrapped around her. She arose early. Today she would spend with her mother, up until time to get ready for the party. It was not often that Bulma and her mother spent quality time together. She was more like her father. She figured that they needed this time together, who knows someday, there may be little Briefs running amuck and she wanted to feel the closeness with all of her family.

After spending the morning helping her mother in the garden, they went into one of the storage rooms to look for old photos. They found several books to go through.

"Oh, mom, look! Here's me and Goku when we were kids. Kami look how cute and adorable he was."

"Still is if you ask me."

"Mother!"

"I tell you what, that Goku has got one tight ass!"

"MOM, please. Your talking about my bestest friend in the whole world."

"OK, Ok. I can take a hint. But still, I bet he's got one heck of a package to deliver."

"That does it! No more reminiscing over pictures. Don't you need to go start diner for dad?"

"Yeah, I've also got to have the delivery bot take Vegeta his diner."

"I was wondering what he was going to do about meals."

"It's actually a surprise for him. I wouldn't want him to go hungry out there all by himself."

Bulma just shook her head. She had about as much of the mother/daughter bonding as she could take.

"Mom, I'm going to get ready for the party at Master Roshi's. We'll talk more later."

"See you later, dear. Tell Yamcha I said hi, and not to be a stranger."

"Sure, mom."

Bulma hurried upstairs. She showered, dressed and finished her make-up in record time. Even though she had to make one small alteration to her dress.

"Damn tail! Get through that opening…finally. Whew!," she fussed.

She grabbed her furry appendage in her hand and looked at it as if she were scolding it.

"You better behave yourself. No going off and touching anybody unless I say. Now, be a good little tail and there ya go…."

As if knowing exactly what was being said aloud, it gently wrapped itself around her waist.

"Great, now it's time to go have some major fun!"

Bulma danced merrily down the stairs, her father sat at the table having diner.

"Where are you off to this evening, pumpkin?"

"The gang is getting together at Master Roshi's for one more big blowout before the wedding."

"Well, have fun."

"OK, dad. Will do."

Bulma headed outside, again choosing the Viper as her vehicle of choice and took off to Master Roshi's.

A/N: Next chapter will be party time. And what secret plan does one certain Saiyan have in store for our blue hair beauty. Read on, I say. Read on.