A month later 2:00 Vegeta's house

Vegeta had still done nothing about the situation. Bulma had been living at CC for just over a month now. Life without her was miserable. The time away from her had made him realise how much he loved her and how much he needed her. Everybody he knew, or more like everyone Bulma knew, had been to see Vegeta. And they all moaned at him. It didn't help him much though. The more people angered him the more he felt like not apologizing to Bulma, even though deep down he knew he wanted to. His was his pride. It wouldn't let him apologize.

Vegeta was just lounging on the sofa with a bag of potato chips watching TV when the doorbell went.

Grrr. Who is it this time? Haven't her friends taken the piss enough already?

Grouchily he got up and went to the door. Needless to say, he was surprised when he saw Dr.Briefs standing in the doorway.

"Erm…hello Vegeta. Can I come in?"

Vegeta scowled.

"I guess so."

Dr.Briefs walked in and Vegeta shut the door behind him.

"What do you want? Have you come to yell at me? Just like everyone else?"

"No."

Vegeta was confused.

"Then…why are you here?"

"I'm here to give you advice. And I think this is the kind you'll want to hear. Listen Vegeta, Bulma is miserable. She's playing her happy go lucky act. Bunny and I know it won't last forever. I think, if you were ever to apologise, now would be the perfect time."

"Everyone keeps saying I should apologise! God! Nobody can answer the real question that I need to know! How do I apologise to her?"

"That's where I come in. I am her father after all."

"Oh hurray for me!"

"Do you want my help or not?"

"Well, at the moment I'm willing to try anything. Go for it."

"I suggest you come round this afternoon. I will answer the door. If Bunny or Bulma answers it, god knows what will happen! Bring some flowers…a single rose will do. Bulma loves roses."

"Just one? Isn't that a little cheap?"

"No! A single red rose is very romantic. And gets me out of all sorts of trouble with Bunny."

"Oook. But what if Bulma still won't come back?"

"Well don't ask her immediately. You don't even have to say sorry. Just tell her you love her and you miss her. She misses you so much right now. I don't know why it's suddenly got so bad for her. We're all really worried about her. You're the only one that can do anything about her. Come by at around four o'clock ok?"

"Erm…ok."

"Good. Well see you then."

"Erm…yeah. Bye."

"Bye."

Dr.Briefs smiled at Vegeta and walked out. Vegeta frowned and thought about what had just happened.

Right, that's sorted then. Better leave four o'clock free. Better go and find a rose…but what if she still doesn't come back? Well I'll think about that if it comes to it….

3:30. CC

"And then with one final s..s"

"Slash."

"Slash from his sword, the monster was gone."

Trunks was sitting on Bulma's lap in their bedroom, reading a story. Although Trunks didn't go to school, it didn't mean Bulma couldn't home school him, like Chi chi did Gohan.

"Good boy. That was very good Trunks."

"Thanks mum. Ok. The towns people watched in ama..amaz.."

"Amazement."

"Amazement, as the monster died before their eyes. The brave war.."

"Warrior."

"Warrior threw his sword into the air and bent to the left so, as it fell, it slipped into the carrier on his back. The towns people cheered for the warrior. The monster was finally gone and they could live in peace. At last."

Bulma closed the book and hugged Trunks tightly.

"That was wonderful Trunks. You're such a clever boy, you get it from me you know?"

Trunks laughed and hugged Bulma back.

"I love you mummy."

"I love you too sweety. What do you say I invite Goku and Chi chi round tomorrow? It means Gohan and Goten would come? Gohan would probably train with you. Goten will try to, but he is only three years old."

"Really? Oh wow mum that would be fantastic! I love training with Gohan. It's fun. He's much better than Krillin. I don't mean to be horrible to Krillin or anything."

Bulma laughed.

"It's true thought. Gohan could run circles round Krillin, even on his worst day!"

They both laughed.

"Bulma! Someone's here to see you!"

Dr.Briefs's voice echoed through the house. Bulma stood up with Trunks in her arms.

"Lets go and see who that is shall we?"

Bulma tickled Trunks as she walked down the stairs. She was laughing and Trunks was almost crying with laughter. She stopped dead when she say who was at the door. Trunks noticed his mother suddenly go serious and looked at the door. His eyes widened when he saw his father standing at the door. He struggled out of Bulma's ever increasing grasp and ran back to his room. Dr.Briefs smiled at his daughter. Bulma slowly walked down the stairs until she was standing in front of Vegeta. Dr.Briefs smiled and walked away.

"I think I'll leave you two alone for a while."

Bulma stared into Vegeta's black eyes. They were full of emotion. Sadness, misery, need, want, love but mostly guilt. Bulma noticed this.

"What do you want?"

Bulma's voice was shaky.

"I said what do you want?"

Vegeta took his hand from behind his back and produced a single red rose. Bulma slowly reached out and took it from him. Her hands were shaking badly.

"V…Vegeta? What's going on? Why are you here?"

"I…I want you to come back to the house. To your old life. To…me."

"Vegeta I…"

"Wait. Let me finish. I love you Bulma. I need you. This last month has been miserable for me. The time away from you has made me realise how much I love you. I'm…I'm…I feel bad about what I did."

Bulma looked at him.

He can't say sorry. I knew he couldn't. It's that stupid pride.

"I know I shouldn't have hit you…or Trunks. But please…say you'll come back. I miss you so much. I can't believe that I did what I did. It's been eating me up inside ever since you left. I'm…er…sorry."

Bulma smiled madly.

Oh my god! He said he was sorry! I never thought I'd hear that from Vegeta! He must really want me back…

She took a step towards him. They stared into each other's eyes. Bulma curled her arms round Vegeta's neck and rested her head on his shoulder. Vegeta was surprised. He hadn't thought that Bulma's manic father could actually come up with something useful for him. He slipped his arms round Bulma's waist and held her close to him. He took in the smell of her hair, something he had missed so much. Bulma tilted her head upwards and looked into his eyes. She leaned forwards and pressed her lips against his. Vegeta leaned towards her, deepening the kiss. Bulma smiled. Vegeta smirked when he pulled away from her.

"Does that mean you're coming back?"

"Of course it does!"

A genuine smile spread out across Vegeta's face as he pulled her back in for another kiss. They had both forgotten how good it felt. Bulma ended the kiss this time and spun round in Vegeta's arms. She called up the stairs.

"Trunks! Come downstairs hunny!"

Trunks sheepishly appeared at the top of the stairs.

"Come down hunny. It's ok."

Vegeta looked at his son and smirked, it had only been a month and already his muscles looked bigger. Trunks slowly walked down the stairs. When he was close enough, Bulma scooped him up in her arms and started to blow raspberries on his tummy. This in turn made Trunks burst into a fit of laughter. Bulma stopped and turned back round to face Vegeta. Trunks looked at him. Bulma felt him start to shake in her arms. She held him tighter. Trunks turned over in Bulma's arms and buried his face in her jumper.

"Come on Trunks, it's ok. Look at me Trunks."

Trunks turned and looked at her. Bulma nodded towards Vegeta. Trunks jumped out of Bulma's arms and straight into Vegeta's. Trunks threw his arms round Vegeta's neck and cried. Vegeta's eyes were wide with surprise. Bulma found it hard not to laugh at the look on his face. Vegeta put his arm round his son's shoulders and gave him a tight squeeze. Something he had never done before. He held out his other arm and pulled Bulma close to him again. She smiled and buried her head between his neck and shoulder. She ran a hand through Trunks's hair and he looked at her. Bulma smiled at him and Trunks smiled back. It was then that Bulma knew everything was going to be ok. Vegeta placed Trunks back on the floor and Bulma knelt down in front of him.

"Well, as you've probably already gathered sweety, we will be moving back to our house. Is that ok with you? I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't think it would be good for the both of us."

Trunks nodded franticly.

"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! It's fantastic!"

Bulma laughed and stood up. They all heard a cough come from the lounge. Bunny and Dr.Briefs poked their heads round the door. Dr.Briefs raised an eyebrow at Vegeta and he nodded. They both walked out from the lounge beaming. Bunny threw her arms round her daughter.

"I'm so happy for you darling! I knew everything would be ok!"

"Thanks mum."

Bunny turned round and picked Trunks up.

"And how do you feel about this little man? I bet your ecstatic right?"

Trunks nodded again. Bunny laughed. Dr.Briefs walked over to Bulma. She put her arms round her fathers waist and he put his round her shoulders.

"Thank you dad. For everything."

"You're very welcome hunny. Now, I've had an idea. Why don't you let us look after Trunks for one more night. I think you and Vegeta need a little time together. We'll get all his stuff together and you can come and pick him up when you feel ready?"

Bulma smiled lovingly at her father. Bunny nodded.

"Really?"

"Of course dear."

"Thanks! That's a great idea dad! That ok with you Trunks?"

"Yeah. That's great!"

Bunny walked towards Bulma.

"Now why don't you go and get all your stuff ready? Your suitcase is under your bed. Maybe Vegeta would like to help you."

Bulma giggled.

"Yeah. Thanks mum."

Bulma grabbed Vegeta's hand and dragged him up the stairs behind her. Once they were in Bulma's bedroom, Bulma fell into his arms once again. Vegeta wrapped his arms round Bulma's shoulders and held her tightly. Tears started to fall from Bulma's eyes. Vegeta caressed Bulma's face in his hands.

"Don't cry. Even if it is because you're happy. I don't like it when you cry."

(Very OOC I know! But where is the difference from the rest of the fic? He's always OOC in mine!)

Vegeta brushed a stray lock of hair from Bulma's face and stared lovingly into her eyes.

"You know I'm…"

"Sorry?"

"Yeah."

"Yes. I know. And I forgive you."
"Good. I don't know what the Saiyen prince would do without his princess."

Bulma smiled at him and rested her head on his shoulder.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

6:00

Bulma and Vegeta where walking arm in arm into Bulma's old house. She took in a breath as she entered, expecting it to be in a state. But what she saw surprised her. The house was spotless!

"Wow Vegeta! You sure have done well looking after this place!"

"It's only been a month woman! I think I can look after this place for more than a month!"

Bulma laughed. She dumped her bags by the lounge door and walked into Vegeta's arms. He gratefully allowed it. Vegeta picked her up in his arms and carried her to the sofa. He lay down and held Bulma in his arms next to him. He ran his fingers through her soft, sky blue hair. He breathed in the scent of her hair.

"Vegeta?"

Vegeta grunted.

"Are you mad at me?"

"What the hell for?"

"For storming out on you. And taking Trunks with me."

"Of course not woman. You had every right to leave. I'm just glad you're back."

Bulma leaned up and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"I'm glad I'm back too."

7:00

Bulma and Vegeta were still lying on the sofa in each other's arms watching TV. But they were enjoying each other's company to even care what they were watching. Bulma glanced up at the clock and sat up so she was straddling Vegeta. He smirked at her and put his hands on her hips. She blushed.

"So, what's for dinner?"

"Erm…I dunno. Hadn't really thought about it."

"Well you don't expect me to cook dinner my first night back do you? Wait, what have you been eating for the last month?"

"Well, either cereal or toast for breakfast, sandwiches for lunch and take out for dinner."

"That disgusting Vegeta!"

"Yeah well. Take out's are nice. Even if they are terrible for you."

"Well, they don't seem have done much damage to your body."

Bulma ran her hands across Vegeta's six-pack, smiling. Vegeta smirked back at her.

"Oh well. I guess one more take out won't hurt."

Bulma reached across and grabbed the phone. She dialled in the number for Chinese take away.

"Hello? This is Bulma Briefs."

……………

"Yeah. The usual please."

………

"Yep. That's the one."

………

"Oh no. Don't delivery it to CC I live at (A/N: Sozzie but I just got back from school and I'm too tired to think of an address for them.)"

……

"Ok thank you. Bye."

Bulma hung up and put the phone on the receiver. Then she lay back down on top of Vegeta. He brushed a stray lock of hair off her face and behind her ear.

"Can I ask you something?"

"'Course. Anything Vegeta."

"Where you ever, genuinely, happy at capsule corp. with your parents?"

"Honestly? No. I always tried to act happy. I mean, sometimes inside I was happy. But never genuinely. There was always a part of my heart that was…sad. And that was always bigger than the happy part."

"What part of your heart was that?"

"Well it's gonna be really corny."

"I don't care."

"The part that belonged…to you."

Vegeta tilted his head down and kissed her. It was short, but the best thing either of them had felt in a long time.

"You're right. That was corny."

Bulma smiled to herself. She looked up at Vegeta and ran a finger across his jaw line.

"What d'ya say, we take a shower later?"

He smiled at her.

"Love to."

10 minutes later

"I wish that Chinese would hurry up and get here."

Bulma looked at him.

"Why?"

"Well, the sooner it gets here, the sooner we can eat it and the sooner we can have that shower."

Bulma laughed but was silenced when Vegeta's lips pressed against her own. It felt wonderful to them both. Bulma moaned in pleasure and retreated.

"Well I'm not that hungry. Are you? I could always cancel the Chinese."

Vegeta nodded as she sat up. She got the phone and dialled the number for the Chinese take out again.

"Hi it's Bulma Briefs. I called in for an order about ten minutes ago?"

……….

"Yeah that's the one. I would like to cancel it please."

……

"Thank you."

She hung up and lay back down in Vegeta's arms. He smiled at her, she returned the smile. She leant forward, moving her lips closer to his and………

Beep…….Beep.

Bulma sighed and drew away from Vegeta. She shot him a sorry glance before getting up and walking to her bags. She fished around until she found her cell phone. She went back to the sofa and sat down on the edge of it. Vegeta sat up next to her.

"Hello. Bulma Briefs speaking."

"Hey Bulma! It's Gohan."

"Oh hey kiddo. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine thanks. How are you?"

"I'm good too thanks. To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?"

"What?"

"Why did you call me?"

"Oh right. Well your mum just called my mum saying that you and Vegeta were back together and she didn't want to seem nosey so she got me to ring you instead so I could get all the latest and pass it on to her."

Bulma heard Chi chi's voice in the background saying that it was all a lie. She laughed. Vegeta leant forward, sweeping her hair off her neck with his hand, and starting kissing her neck. Bulma had to hold in a moan of pleasure.

"Could you hold on one sec Gohan?"

She put her hand over the speaker and shot an icy glare at Vegeta.

"What are you doing? Not while I'm on the phone."

Bulma went back to her conversation but Vegeta didn't stop.

"Look Gohan, Vegeta and I just want to be together tonight so can you tell your mum I'll ring her tomorrow?"

"Ok Bulma. Speak to you soon. Bye."

"Bye."

Bulma dropped the phone to the floor and fell back into Vegeta's arms.

"I love it when you do that. Wanna take that shower now?"

"What do you think?"

Vegeta picked Bulma up in his arms and made his way upstairs. He walked into the bedroom and laid Bulma down on the bed.

"You better come in. Or I'll just come out here and drag you in."

Bulma smiled as she watched Vegeta walk into the bathroom. He shut the door behind him.

About two minutes later, Bulma heard the shower start. She stood up and got undressed. She smiled quietly to herself as she looked round the room. Her room. Her and Vegeta's room. She walked over to the bathroom door and went inside. Vegeta was standing in the shower cubicle waiting. She sauntered up to him slower. When she was in the cubicle, Vegeta put his arms round her waist and pulled her into for a kiss. Bulma allowed this with greed. She had needed this for so long. It had been too long. Vegeta started to nibble Bulma's bottom lip before sinking into her mouth. She put up little resistance. Her knees seemed to give way from under her and she fell forward onto Vegeta's chest, breaking the kiss. Vegeta ran his hands through her beautiful blue hair while she caught her breath. Then he leant in again. Bulma met his lips halfway. Her hands curled round his neck and up into his wild mass of hair, as his arms coiled round her waist. They enjoyed ever moment. The broke apart to take a breath and then leant in again………..

(A/N: What a cliff hanger eh? Well I said I wasn't going to put lemon in it and there's not much more I can do without it being lemony! Please R&R! It took me ages to write that fic. I'm sorry if I don't update as often, it's just I'm in the midst of writing a high school fic as well which isn't up on the net yet and I know lots of people will go well that's very stupid you should only stick to one fic at a time but I don't care. I'll do what I like! Anyway I will continue this one until it's finished so don't worry bout that! Please keep Reading and reviewing it means a lot to me. Thank you!)