Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.

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From The Author: I have no doupts that there are people who are reading these stories and not reviewing. I even have one person who put me on thier favorites list, and hasn't reveiwed a chapter yet. Don't worry. It is a great honor to be on your favorites list, truely, but I love reviews. Thanks for the honor. Enjoy the story!

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Chapter Six; Final Goodbyes, andA Simple Ceremony

"So, Bulma, now that we're getting married, why don't you tell me exactly what it means. I have a vague idea, but that's it.", Vegeta said.

"Oh, well, we go to the church or courthouse, and say some words, then after that, you're my husband, and I'm your wife." That word; "wife", where had he heard that before? Oh yes, that creature had called his mate a wife. "...and we can be togather forever!"

"...until death does us part.", he continued.

"Where did you hear that? Have you been watching sofe oprahs with my mom?", she giggled, and hugged him.

He chuckled nervously back. "So...let's get started shall we.", he said

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They had scheduled to get married in a church in the counrty. Actually, Bulma had decided. She had been in that church before for various reasons, and the place was beautiful. Since she was a child, she had dreamed of being married at that beautiful alter.

They had to go through a lot of red tape because Vegeta didn't have a birth certificate, but she found a way around it, and set a date. Vegeta seemed uncertain at times, but she always cheered him up. She was so happy! She had never been so happy in her entire life. She was so in love she couldn't even believe it.

The date was set for the next week. She had her dress ready, and her spirits raised.

"I'm telling you, I'm not wearing this.", Vegeta said, wearing his new tuxedo.

"Oh, come on. You look very handsome." It was true. He looked great. She couldn't wait to declare thier love in front of everyone she knew.

"I look like a freak. Plus, if I raise my ki or move too quickly, I'm going to destroy this outfit."

She sighed. She knew it was true. "I have an idea. What if I make one modled after the material used in the cloths you usually wear?"

"It would work, but there's still one problem.", he said.

"What?"

"I'm not wearing this.", he repeated.

"I'm telling you, you look good." She walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Please Vegeta.", she said in a seductive voice, "For me?"

"Fine.", he said reluctantly.

"Thanks, Vegeta. I'll get to work on a new outfit right away."

"Good. I'm taking this thing off." He left the room.

Bulma walked over to her closet to get one of Vegeta's outfits to use as a sample, and saw the picture of Yamcha that he had taken from her bedside over a year ago. She hadn't told him yet. She knew that she had to, yet she didn't know if she could. She decided that now was the time.

She walked over to the phone, then decided not to pick it up. She should tell him personally. She told Vegeta that she was going to the store, than flew to his apartment in an air-car. When she got there, she knocked on the door.

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"Bulma?!", he said in disbelief, "Come in."

She came in, and sat down next to him on the couch. "We have to talk.", she said.

"Sure.", he said happily, "What's on your mind?" Maybe she wanted him back.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek, which comfirmed his hypothisis, than said, "Yamcha, I'm getting married."

His face which had been delighted from the kiss went completely shocked. He felt like his heart had gotten ripped out, and stomped on. "Oh.", he said, trying to sound uneffected, but knowing that he was failling, "Well, congratulations. I hope your happy. I mean, I hope you have a nice life, Bulma. I really do." It was true. He loved her with all his heart, and really wanted her to be happy, even if she had crushed him.

"Oh, Yamcha, I'm so sorry.", she said, crying tears of pity for him, "I hope you'll come. I can understand if you don't want to."

"Oh, ofcoarse I'll come. I would never miss a friend's wedding." The last word was choked out. As much as he'd tried to tell himself that it was over, he had always had some kind of deep-down hope that she would come back to him. Now that hope was gone. There was no way he would ever get her back now. He looked over at he tv. On top of it was a small, black box. It contained the engagement ring that he had planned to give her at breakfast almost a year and a half ago, the day she broke his heart for the first time. He had saved it there, just in case. Now it was useless. "Who is it?", he choked out.

"Well, I don't know if you remember Vegeta-"

"Vegeta?! That's who your marrying?!"

"Yes, Yamcha. I love him.", she said calmly.

He calmed himself down, and said, "Well, I'm very happy for both of you. When's the wedding?"

"A week from today, at two o'clock."

"I'll be there." She walked to the door. "And, Bulma?"

"Yes, Yamcha?"

"I just wanted you to know that no matter what happens, I'll always love you." He couldn't help but say it. It was true, after all, and not to mention a great way at revenge.

"Goodbye, Yamcha.", she said.

"Goodbye.", he replied, as he watched her walk out the door and leave his life forever.

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From The Author: Hay! I just read the review from tiki111, and decided to use her idea. Thanks for the suggestion.

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After a long wait, the day was finnally here. Bulma looked out into the large chapel from the back room. The sight was a strange one; the brides side was packed to the rim with friends and family, while the grooms side was completely empty. That would soon change. She picked up the hand-held communicator, and spoke to the man on the other side. "Ok. He's on room three. Go in, and surprize now." She giggled.

"Alright.", the man said.

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Vegeta sat nervously in the chair in front of the mirror, dressed in his stupid suit, and as ready as he would ever be to go through with this. Bulma had told him that it was some sort costom that the groom wasn't to see the bride in her wedding dress before the ceremony, so he hadn't seen her all day. She wasn't there to give him the gentle support he needed, and that was not helping his nervousness. Maybe if she hadn't invited two- hundred people, this would be easier for him.

He heard a knock on the door. "What is it?!", he said.

"Hay, Vegeta can I come in?"

'It can't be.', he thought. "Yes, come in."

His suspitions were confirmed as he saw Nappa come in the room with Radditz following close behind. "Nice to see ya.", Nappa said.

"Nappa, what in the hell are you doing here?!"

"Bulma sent this new ship to Planet Frieza about a week ago, because she said it might help if we were here for your wedding. What is a wedding anyway?"

He rubbed his forehead, then said, "A courtship ceremony."

"You mean like an allience."

"Yes, Except it has less to do with position and power, and more to do with...feelings." He couldn't believe that this was happening.

"Congratulations.", Nappa said, patting him on the back, then stepping back.

"Yes. Thankyou.", Vegeta said, "You can sit in the big room through that door, in the empty side of the isle."

"Thanks.", Nappa said.

"Yeah.", Radditz concured.

Then they left. Now he had to do this in front of Nappa and Radditz too? Vegeta saw that it was time for him to walk to the end of the isle and wait for her. He almost didn't do it, but forced himself to. He walked to the end, and looked at Bulma's guests on one side, and his on the other, feeling like he should just fly out of here, and off this planet right now. The sight he saw next changed his mind.

Bulma walked out hand in hand with that creepy old man, and smiled at him. She was beautiful. Her blue hair was pushed back by a tiara, which was holding up a small veil that partially hid her beautiful face. She was dressed completely in white, with a flowing gown and a ten foot trail, like an angle. He now understood everything about this wedding. She dressed in all white, he in black. She was a pure and beautiful angle, and he was an undeserving demon who she would save and protect. Two complete opposites coming togather because of love. He could do this now. Nothing would stop him.

She stood in front of him, and the man said, "The couple will now resite thier vows."

Buma began speaking. "I can't put into words how I feel about you, Vegeta. You are everything to me, and I never truely felt love until I met you." Vegeta looked past her momentarily to the man who sat somewhere in the back, the man Bulma used to love. He had a pained look on his face, and tears in his eyes. Vegeta knew he was crying for different reasons than Bulma's mother, and he probebly didn't think that anyone noticed. Vegeta felt sorry for him, but knew that Bulma was meant for him, and so drew his attention back to his mate.

"Now the groom.", the man said.

Vegeta felt a lump forming in his throte, than looked into Bulma's eyes one time, and got all the courage he needed, and more. He took her hands. "I...don't know what to say, Bulma. You may say that you learned the meaning of love when you met me, but it wouldn't be true. I literally learned the meaning of the word, and accepted it for the first time with you." He smiled. "You unfroze my heart, and salvaged my soul.", he said.

"You may now kiss the bride.", the man said.

She jumped at him, and kissed him, and he knew at that point that he would be togather forever until death did them part.

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From The Author: How do you like that? I'd say it's ok concidering that I've never been to a single wedding in my entire life. The idea from tiki111 was for Nappa and Radditz to come to Earth, and it was a great idea. Thanks! I would like to apoligize again for the overall mushyness of this chapter, but I suppose it's romantic right? I have only gotton one review for the last chapter so far, so please review both of them if you review at all. Thanks! ^_*