Later that day-

"Woman! Get your arse out of that shower!"

Bulma angrily got out of the shower and pulled a towel round her. She walked into the bedroom and saw Vegeta staring angrily at her with the phone in his hand.

"What?"

Vegeta eyed her up and down and grinned. Bulma frowned at him and he handed her the phone.

"It's the wedding planner, person, guy."

Bulma snatched the phone away from Vegeta and turned her back to him.

"Hello?"

……………

Vegeta stood behind her, staring at her. At her hair hanging over her shoulders, her perfect curves. He let his eyes travel down further. The towel ended just under her thighs. Vegeta crept up behind her and placed his hands on her waist. Bulma whirled round and shot him an evil look. Vegeta stepped back and pouted at her. Bulma stuck her tongue out at him and turned her attention back to the phone. Vegeta stalked out of the room leaving Bulma on the phone.

An hour later-

Bulma came bounding down the stairs, still in a towel.

"Vegeta! Where are you!"

"In here woman!"

Bulma ran into the lounge and found Vegeta sprawled out on the sofa.

"What are you screaming about now woman?"

"We've got a date! For the wedding!"

"Oh wow." (Sarcastic by the way.)

Bulma walked over and on the edge of the sofa.

"Oh give it up Vegeta, I know you're excited about this too."

"It's just a wedding woman. It's not that fantastic."

"Maybe not to you Vegeta, but for an earthling it's a big deal."

"So anyway, when is it?"

"Well, I wanted to have the wedding before I got too fat, so it's on May 28th. I know it's only four months away but, if I'd left it any longer I probably wouldn't have been able to fit in a wedding dress!"

Vegeta laughed.

"Vegeta, there is one thing I need to know. Who do you want to be best man? I've already decided who the bridesmaids are going to be."

"Who?"

"Chi chi and 18."

"Yeh, I can just imagine 18 in a dress!"

Bulma laughed.

"Yeah, wonder what she'll say. Oh well, it's my wedding and she'll wear a dress if I want her to. And I do."

Vegeta laughed.

"So Vegeta? Who do you want to be best man?"

"Oh god knows. Well, as Kakarot is the only other Saiyen on this pitiful planet then I guess it'll be him."

"I thought you would pick him! Ok now we're gonna have to have a guest list!"

Bulma leaned over and took a pen and a pad of paper out of a draw on a table next to the sofa. She clicked the pen.

"Ok, so…we'll want, Krillin and 18, Goku, Chi chi and Gohan. Master Roshi. Tien and Chiaotzu. My mum and dad, I guess. Oh and fortune teller Baba. And Piccolo, Dende, Kame, Popo. Oh and the Ox-King. Anybody else?"

"Not that I can think for. That's not many people."

"Who cares. It's everybody we like."

"Everybody you like you mean."

"Stop being silly Vegeta. You know you like them. Well, maybe not all of them, but they're the only people you know on this 'pitiful planet' as you call it."

Vegeta laughed, put his hands on Bulma's shoulders and pulled her down next to him. Bulma laughed. Vegeta put his arms round her and she snuggled (A/N: am I still young enough to be able to use that word without being made fun of lol?) up to him. Bulma smiled quietly to herself.

I love it when he's like this.

Vegeta started to fiddle with the piece of towel that was ticked in, keeping it round her. Bulma moved backwards and hit his hand.

"Hey! What did I do?"

"Not now. Maybe later."

Bulma smiled and slyly and Vegeta smirked backwards. Bulma wriggled back into Vegeta's arms and fell asleep there.

A/N: Ok I know you are gonna hate me. But I seriously wanna write the wedding chappie. I am so looking forward to it! So I am gonna skip write to the wedding chappie next instead of the stuff in between. Suzie L Anyway, I hope u still read it.