True to his word, Vegeta's training sessions with Trunks had become less harsh. Bulma had not had to bandage anything in a week. It was a record length for her. There were other changes too though. Smaller changes, but it was the small things that made a difference. In fact, the changes were so small, Bulma could not place them. However, Vegeta was different somehow. Maybe it was the way he stood, the tone of his voice or how he hugged her...sometimes Bulma would catch herself staring at him, trying to place the changes. She never could. His voice was still cold and biting, his grip was still rough and his attitude was as horrible as ever. She shook her head. Her mind was running in circles now. She started over. She needed to explain it to herself. Ah, here. It was more like in the winter when the earth is covered in deep snow. The snow seems to encompass everything. But, there's always that one blade of grass that doesn't go under...no, no. That explanation made sense up until the 'blade of grass'. In winter, blades of grass are easy to see sticking out of snow.
Bulma sighed, retiring her effort for the time being. She was getting questioning looks from her spouse and child.
"What?" she asked.
"You were staring at me again woman." said Vegeta, annoyed.
"Was I?" said Bulma, blushing a little, "I didn't notice."
"Like hell you didn't." snapped Vegeta, "You don't have to keep staring at me. I'm not going to self destruct or blast off the face of the planet. Even if I was, I doubt I would stop just because you're watching me."
"You underestimate my power." joked Bulma.
"I never underestimate power." replied Vegeta.
"What about Goku?"
"I'll kick his ass any day of the week." Bulma leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
"You better." she smirked, "Goku's my friend, but he's still a goof. I can't have my spouse losing to someone like that." She kissed him again, on the lips this time.
"Never." said Vegeta.
"Hey!" Trunks interrupted. "How should I put this...um...ew! No forplay while we're eating!" Without breaking her gaze with Vegeta, Bulma slid 1000 yen to Trunks and said,
"Go invite Goten to the arcade, hm?" Trunks snatched it and ran out yelling,
"You don't have to ask me twice."
"Vegeta, we're okay, right?" asked Bulma.
"Don't ask stupid questions." barked Vegeta.
"I can't help it, I like seeing you struggle with the answers. So? We okay?"
"What do you think?"
"I think we are."
"You're the genius, aren't you?"
"Yep, I am! Is that your way of saying yes?"
"Hn." Bulma couldn't help but laugh. He was so aversive of her questions; it was cute. She kissed his nose. He pulled her down to his lips.
"Mm...Vegeta?" said Bulma quietly.
"You're really bad at this you know. You talk to much."
"But I have something to tell you." she pouted slightly. Vegeta groaned, exasperated.
"What?" he growled. Bulma put her mouth right next to his ear.
"I love you." she whispered.
"Hn."
Yay! Oh, by the way, Mr. Giggles is a clown Dusty drew during lunch today. My sister doesn't like clowns so she tried to steal the paper that Mr. Giggles was on. It was very funny to watch. At one point when she had the paper and was making Mr. Giggles non-evil, Dusty drew another Mr. Giggles on my hand. So, yeah...and now I sleep for tomorrow I eat turkey. Happy Thanksgiving! Oh, and IM me if you ever feel the need to discuss anime/smallville/star trek/horses/want the full story behind Mr. Giggles. really. I get bored up here sometimes. And and and...waldenbooks has yet to get me my 11th Gravitation! I have 1, 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 and 12. I was planning to get 10, 11, and 12 in one visit, but those bastards didn't have 11, so I had to special order it. On that trip I got the 2nd Alice 19th instead of Gravitation 11, but it still ticks me off! I must see Shu-chan and Yuki-san be happy again! Plus Ryu-chan came back! Yes! Somebody stop me before this ramble becomes longer than the story! self smack Okay. Happy Thanksgiving!