"Therapy"

Disclaimers: I do not own dbz, yet I do own my character Ericka, so ha!

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Vegeta awoke with the warm sunlight on his face coming from the large window to the right of him. He slowly opened his eyes, and let his vision focus. His mate Bulma was sound asleep. Vegeta rolled closer to her, and tenderly kissed her cheek. Although she did not awake, Vegeta quietly got out of bed. The night before, the two had a huge fight, over nothing at all. During the fight, Vegeta got so fed up with his mate that he struck her across the face. He didn't feel anything until he saw his son. Trunks saw and heard everything. Bulma ran upstairs, and Trunks ran to his room. Vegeta ended up going out to a bar and drinking to get everything out of his mind. He snuck in extremely late and lay next to Bulma. Vegeta, thinking about everything that happened, decided he needed to somehow make it up to his family. So, he decided to make them breakfast. Just a couple of pieces of toast and some scrambled eggs couldn't be that hard, right?

"Lets see…when that woman does this, she puts these things in that machine…" Vegeta gave a smirk "Sounds easy enough. Besides, I'm the prince of all saiyans…nothing is to hard for me."

Vegeta took out two pieces of bread from its package and put them in the toaster. He pushed the little handle on the side down, and the wires inside turned red.

"Good. Now…while that's cooking, Bulma usually cooks the eggs." He mumbled to himself.

Vegeta opened the refrigerator and searched for the egg carton. He found it, took the carton to the stove, where the frying pan was just waiting for him. Vegeta opened the carton and picked up an egg. Holding it in his fingers, the egg caved in. Egg yolk went everywhere. This kept happening until he got to the last egg. Frustrated, he picked up the egg.

"Listen you – If you crack like those others, I'm going to --"

CRACK!

"…THAT'S IT!"

Vegeta threw a ki blast at what was left of the egg. The stove exploded.

Bulma awoke with a jolt. She sniffed the air, and smelled smoke.

"Good god! What the heck did that man DO!" Bulma yelled as she jumped out of bed.

Bulma ran down the stairs along with her son close behind her. When she reached the kitchen, she was taken over by smoke. Coughing, she waved her arms around furiously. Soon the smoke cleared, and she could breathe.

"Vegeta! What the heck do you think your doing!" Bulma yelled

"Cool!" Trunks said in awe as he saw the remains of oven and egg everywhere. After all, any 7 year old would think it was cool.

"Trunks, go to your room." Bulma said

"Yes mom." The young boy said. He turned around and dashed upstairs.

Trunks picked up the phone as he listened to his parents yelling. He dialed the number to Goten's house.

An eating Goku was interrupted. With a mouth full of pancakes, he yelled to his son Goten.

"jladjfjhdfui! Jkfsnefijernpoejkdsn!" Goku yelled

The 6 year old Goten came into the room. "What? Dad, didn't mom tell you not to talk with your mouth full?" He said as he answered the phone.

"Hello…Oh! Hey, buddy! What's goin' on?…uh huh…uh huh…really? He hit your mom! WOAH!…yeah…uh huh…uh huh…ok, I'll see you later. Bye."

Goku swallowed. "Who was that?" Goku asked

Goten turned to his father.

"That was Trunks…he said his mom and dad got in a huge fight and that Vegeta hit Bulma! So now, he's scared, and he's going to come over and try and feel better…Daddy, I'm scared too. I mean, what if Vegeta hurts Trunks too? I'm scared, daddy."

Goku sat there, staring at his son. Vegeta? Hit Bulma? Goku never thought that that would ever be true. Goku stood up in silence and walked towards his own room, momentarily setting his hand on his sons head. Goku picked up the phone on the ground of his bedroom floor. He dialed Trunk's house, and got Trunks.

"Trunks? Tell your mom to leave the house for a while when you come over. But wait until the fighting stopped. I'm going to come over to your house and talk to your father, ok?"

"Ok…"

Goku said his goodbyes and changed into his gi outfit.

Trunks did exactly what he was told, and Bulma ended up going to a friends' house for a while. Goku waited until Trunks arrived before leaving. When Goku arrived, Vegeta was still fuming.

"Vegeta, I want you to take a deep breath." Goku said

Vegeta obeyed, and felt a little calmer.

"Now…I want to know what bothers you about Bulma."

"She just sometimes really gets on my nerves!" He made a fist. "That woman is just so stubborn! I never get my way, and I'm never perfect enough for her!"

"Vegeta, it seems to me that you don't feel the same way as you did when you married Bulma. Am I right?"

"Sad to say, but your right for once." He said, with a slight smirk.

"Vegeta, I have an idea…I know this one girl who has been what you've been through. She definitely can help you…she helped me when I was having trouble with ChiChi."

"I don't know, kakarrot…what do I have to do first?"

"Well, when I was having trouble, I went to her from one of my friends, and she taught me to love again. All I did was go into the room of spirit and time for as long as it takes, and then you'll be cured!" Goku explained with a huge grin on his face.

"Well, I guess if I was in the room of spirit and time I'd be able to train, so why not. I'll give it a shot."

I know this story sucks so far, but keep reading and review! ;