Note: OK. This was requested by 'trunksvegetafrodo'. The song is "I'm With You" by Avril Lavigne. I'll try to fulfill every single person's request but if I get, like, 30 or something I'm just going to pick out the ones I know will fit best. I got the lyrics off azlyrics.com

Oh, trunks babe, I don't love both. I do think Yamcha is a bastard and I would love to see Bulma or Vegeta punch him in the face, but I think it's unfair to judge the American Yamcha for Japanese Yamcha's mistakes. (LOL. What a corny excuse. Actually, I believe you, but I just don't want all these Yamcha lovers after my @$$)

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Bulma stood on the little bridge where Vegeta was supposed to get her. He had been out training in the desert. He said on the seventh day he was gone, he would come and pick her up on that bridge: the bridge they first kissed on.

I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound

Bulma sighed. She remembered that night perfectly. It had such tranquility, such peace, such knowing. Serenity. She found serenity that night.

Flashback---

"Vegeta, where are you taking me?" Bulma asked, looking around and yawning. She had not yet broken up with Yamcha. She still loved him a bit, though she knew he was cheating. Vegeta had woken her up at 1:30 in the morning, saying there was something special to show her. He flew her, saying that cars would be the end of the human species, not him.

He touched down on a tiny little bridge under one dim street lamp. Bulma looked around. "What's so special about this place?" she asked, trying to sound irritated. For some reason, she just couldn't get it out right. He walked over to the side.

"Look in the water," he ordered. Bulma took a breath and walked over next to him, peering over the edge. She saw her refection. She stared. She still didn't see what the big deal was. Vegeta seemed to read her mind. He glanced over to the right at her, causing his right eyebrow to rise in the process. He looked back down at the water and pointed.

"Look, onna. There's something here that you would never see in a river or a stream."

Bulma looked at the water again, intent on finding what the answer was. Vegeta gave an exasperated sigh.

"It's not that hard onna! Stop looking for the difficult answer when the answer is quite simple."

She looked back at the water. She blinked. As she opened her eyes, her eyes readjusted and the water seemed to quiver and stand still.

"That's it. The water is calm. It's not moving," she whispered. Vegeta nodded.

She looked up at him. "That's amazing Vegeta," she said, smiling. A minute later, they kissed. A few hours later, she broke up with Yamcha.

End Flashback---

Isn't anyone tryin to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Wont you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

She smiled. Their relationship had been extremely successful, and she had a feeling that they would be together for quite a while.


I'm looking for a place
Searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone

She frowned, remembering the days when she felt alone with Yamcha. She only went back to him out of loneliness. Until she met Vegeta, that is. She had broken up with Yamcha, what? Three weeks ago?


Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Wont you take me by the hand
take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

            She smiled and closed her eyes, liking the feeling of being with Vegeta. A tear came down her cheek, though; it represented all the pain she had ever gone through. Now it was gone, just like that one tear. She opened her eyes and leaned over the edge, looking into the water. The tear came all the way down her cheek and fell into the water, causing ripples in the peaceful water. She stared at the effect. The ripples came out to everyone. She realized her pain was felt by all. She should get rid of it all now.

She cried another tear for all the confusion she ever had, and another for all the hurt she had felt from break-ups and heart breaking. Then she smiled and gave one last tear. Happiness. Who says negative things are the only emotions that can ripple?

The tear seemed to create a wave twice the size of the other tears. But those were tears of the past. She was still concerned about her present and future.

She wished Vegeta would just come suddenly and whisk her away from these painful reflections.


Oh why is everything so confusing
Maybe I'm just out of my mind
Yea yea yea

            Her lip started to quiver. She swallowed. She closed her eyes, wishing Vegeta was with her right now.

            "What will happen to me?" she thought sadly. She closed her eyes, releasing one last teardrop. That was all the pain at the present, gone. Her confusion, her worrying, and her joy were just given to everyone else.

            "I'm crazy," She thought. "Using tears to represent my pain. It's mine. I should deal with. Stop crying," she ordered herself.


It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

            She took a deep breath and slowly let it out. She could see it. She rubbed her arms in coldness and looked at her watch. He should have been here by now!


Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

Now that she thought about it, she really didn't even know Vegeta that well. He was so mysterious. He always had his little secrets, and he rarely needed her help. She knew practically everything about Yamcha. She knew that he was always approximately three minutes late if he showed up to go out. She knew a lot of minor things about Yamcha. But she couldn't read him like she could read Vegeta.

She knew every single one of his little expressions. She knew his little language and how he responds to certain things. Like if he just grunts, he either not interested, annoyed, or trying to keep his control in tact. She never figured out Yamcha like that.

She sighed, annoyed at herself for being so introspective. She was with Vegeta now. There's nothing else to it.

Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you
I'm with you...

            She heard the soft pad of a boot connecting with cement. She smiled, not bothering to turn around. "Hey Vegeta. Better late than never." He just walked up to the edge and leaned on the railing next to her, not saying anything.

            "What took you so long?" she asked, looking at his reflection in the water.

            "I… uh… I had to pick something up," he answered nervously. Bulma got off the railing, perplexed. Vegeta? Nervous?

            "What is it?" she asked softly.

            "Well, Kakarot and the Cue Ball told me you have to buy a ring to go through the 'marriage' ceremony. Said something about 'proposing'." He pulled out a beautiful sapphire ring that matched Bulma's coloring to the tint. Bulma gasped. "So, I, Vegeta Ouji, propose that you, Bulma Briefs, marry me." Bulma chuckled.

            "I think that's a great idea, Vegeta Ouji. I, Bulma Briefs, agree to marry you, Vegeta Ouji." "LOL. Not exactly what I dreamed of, but close enough," she thought.

            Vegeta broke out into his first real grin that day.

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LOL. I thought of the whole proposal thing by accident. We were in Science, and the teacher said, "You will propose each one of your ideas to the judges," or something like that, and I was dallying around trying to figure out how Vegeta was going to ask her to marry him. Then I remembered how he wasn't exactly an expert on all human customs, and BOOM BANG! It came to me! Well, please review!