Never (Ch. 3)

The next morning, Bulma woke up to the annoying hum of the gravity machine at work. One eye opened and read the clock... "6:30 AM...I'm so tired...WHAT! 6:30! Who the hell is working out down there at this ungodly hour!" Throwing on a bathrobe, Bulma stormed downstairs and outside towards the gravity room door. She knocked...or rather, pounded, on the door. "Do you mind! You're making so much noise I can't sleep" The gravity machine came to a stop and the door slid open. Vegeta stood in the doorway, a towel around his neck, and a scowl on his face. Instead of the usual spandex and gloves, Vegeta was undressed from the waist up.

'My...my...this guy has one nice body. Look at those abs...' Bulma didn't notice that Vegeta was smirking as he watched Bulma give him the once-over. "Woman, it's bad enough that you disturbed my training, and now you give yourself the liberty of checking me out." Bulma snapped back to reality. Faintly blushing, Bulma yelled, "You, sir, are a GUEST in this house. Don't you have ANY etiquette or manners! And I was not checking you out. I was merely comparing you to a friend of mine, and let me tell you, you're NOTHING compared to him. Now would you PLEASE go occupy yourself with something else?" Then it hit Bulma. "Wait! Who gave you the permission to use MY gravity machine? I can't remember why I made it...but let me tell you it certainly wasn't just sitting around here for YOU to use. GET OUT!" Vegeta glared at Bulma without saying anything. 'So she still doesn't remember...Should I tell her the truth?' Vegeta thought to himself. 'I do miss our verbal sparring matches...although even without her memory, the woman is still a screeching fishwife.' Before Vegeta could say anything, Bulma began yelling again. "Hello! You arrogant deaf monkey! GET OUT!" Turning his back on Bulma, Vegeta said, "Funny you should use the word monkey", pushed the close button for the gravity room door, then resumed his training.

Later that afternoon, after Bulma had spent the majority of the morning using all the curse words she knew on Vegeta, she decided to call up ChiChi.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Chi! It's me Bulma. Wanna come over for a visit?"

"Bulma! I heard you were in an accident! We've been worried sick! Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm perfectly fine. The only problem is that this bastard who's living here for a while is driving me insane. Please say you'll come over. And bring the rest of the family too!"

"Sure! We'll be there in an hour or so. Bye!"

As Bulma hung up the phone, Vegeta walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch. "You. Get off and stay away from here. I have friends coming over." Vegeta's eyes narrowed. "It's Kakkarot and his brats, isn't it? Well, good. Maybe I'll get the chance to blast him to pieces." Bulma's face twisted into an angry scowl. "I don't know who the hell Kakkarot is, okay? And why are you so damn violent! My friend's name is Chichi, and her husband's name is Goku. For once, it'd be CIVIL to address her by her real name instead of 'woman'..." Vegeta rolled his eyes.

At that moment, Mrs. Briefs walked into the room with Baby Trunks crying and yelling at the top of his lungs. However, when he saw his parents, he stopped howling and began to gurgle and laugh. Bulma smiled. "I'm getting quite fond of that little boy. Can I hold him Mom?" "Sure, darling!" As Bulma held her son, she cooed and played with him as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Standing in one corner of the room, Vegeta watched. Seeing his wife and son together moved him on an inner plane, but he refused to acknowledge just what the feeling was. He remained silent, unconscious that a half-smile had formed on his lips.

The front door of Capsule Corps flew open, and there stood Goku, Gohan, and Chichi holding baby Goten. Seeing Bulma, Trunks, and Vegeta all in the same room, Goku let out a laugh. "Aw, you guys are the cutest family. Vegeta, why are you standing over there? Go join your wife and son!" Bulma fell silent and stared at Goku. Vegeta shot a murderous glare at Goku. "Shut up, Kakkarot...", Vegeta muttered. Bulma walked across the room until she was nose to nose with Goku. "Goku...what'd you just say?" Goku, being the clueless doofus that he usually is, didn't understand the warning looks Vegeta and Mrs. Briefs were desperately giving him. In fact, Mrs. Briefs, who was standing behind Bulma, was making strange gestures around her head. Scratching his own head, Goku laughed. "Oh, I get it! Bulma and Vegeta...you two got into another fight, didn't you? C'mon...you guys have been together for years! It'll all work out in the end!"

Silence filled the room as all eyes turned to Bulma. Thrusting Baby Trunks into Goku's arms, Bulma took a step back and looked at the rest of the people in the room. "Alright, you guys. What kind of sick joke is this?" Crossing her arms, she waited for an answer.