Authors note: It has taken me three years, but I've finally finished it! I hope it isn't disappointing, I know it's sappy and probably kinda crappy, but I haven't written in so long, especially about DBZ, so its hard to continue on. I'm thinking about continuing it on into a sequel, but I dunno yet.. We'll see how things go. Thanks for everyone whose read it, and thanks to b-chan2007 for inspiring me to finish it off! I never would have finished it unless you encouraged me to! I think I did initially want it to end this way, so sorry if it's overly corny or whatever! If I decide to write a sequel, anyone who is interested in reading it should say so in a review, and I will inform you when I do so. Thanks again everyone, and enjoy!
"Oh my gosh, Chi! You look gorgeous," Bulmas excited voice exclaimed, as she examined her friend. Chi Chi smiled as she admired herself in her bedroom mirror. Her long, sleek black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her lips were tinged with a blood red lipstick, and she was dressed in a beautiful white dress, a veil adorning her black tresses. It had been almost a year since the final battle between the Kold's and the Saiyans, and in that time, Goku and Chi Chis relationship had grown into such a deep love that Goku had proposed to Chi Chi, and the pair was engaged to marry.
"Why thank you Bulma," Chi Chi said with a grin, twirling in front of the mirror, admiring her gorgeous wedding gown as it fluttered through the air as she twirled. A knock on Chi Chis bedroom door sounded and in walked Marron, grinning, and holding a large bouquet of beautiful wild flowers of all different colours; orange, pink, blue, violet; in her arms. Marron grinned at her friends, passing the flowers to Chi Chi and motioning for them to follow her. The 3 girls walked outside and over to a beautiful forest clearing, where sunlight crept lazily through the canopy, and beautiful flowers bloomed all across the forest floor.
Goku swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat, as his new best friend Krillin stood by his side, a wide grin plastered across his face. "Don't worry champ, she's only a few metres away in that house. She'll be here soon," Krillin reassured his nervous friend, patting him on the back.
Chi Chi's eyes sparkled with tears of happiness as she slowly started to walk down the aisle of flowers towards Goku, her arm linked with that of her fathers, a burly man of at least seven feet, who happened to be crying more than his daughter. Krillin had joined Marron and the pair stood together at the edge of the aisle, arm in arm, beside Bulma and her parents, while Nappa and a group of tough looking young warriors from his newly established Dojo stood across from them, all with looks of admiration and respect upon their faces for the strong Saiyan, once a hardened member of one of the deadliest gangs in the world and now the head of one of the most elite martial arts Dojo's in the world.
Bulma grinned at her best friend as she walked down the aisle, brightened by her happiness, and the fact she had a long, fulfilling, love-filled life ahead of her. Marron, meanwhile, cried into a handkerchief, obviously overwhelmed by everything, and secretly hoping that the beautiful, emotional ceremony would prompt Krillin to take the plunge and propose to her. Krillin knew what his girlfriend wanted, yet could not bring himself to marry her. He felt his chest tighten as he watched Chi Chi reach Goku and clasp his hands, the pair gazing lovingly at one another, oblivious to all those around them. He knew he'd never experience that kind of love again, yet was content with his life with Marron, who, fickle as she may be, brought him some sense of happiness. Maybe I will marry her some day, he contemplated, as he looked over at her now squatting, sobbing frame with a slight smile. The tightness in his chest told him otherwise, however, and as he watched the rest of the ceremony, tears streamed down his cheeks, as he remembered his love lost, Eighteen. I'll meet you again someday, he promised himself, as Master Roshi, the celebrant and friend of Krillin's, spieled on and on about love and commitment, before finally asking the couples to seal their promise of a life together with the exchange of rings and then a kiss.
Goku, shaking with nerves, fumbled with Chi Chi's ring, taking a good minute to actually put it on her finger. Smiling, Chi Chi calmly slid Goku's ring upon his finger, before the pair drew together in a kiss. Everyone cheered, while Goku and Chi Chi waved at them, walking back down the aisle, before Goku picked up his new wife and flew up several metres into the air, for a few moments of solitude before they rejoined the group. "Looks like your stuck with me for good now, mister! No more slacking off or mucking around," Chi Chi said in a warning, yet playful voice. A nervous lump raised in Goku's throat as he actually stopped to contemplate everything.
"Wow," he murmured, "This means I'm gonna be a daddy some day, right?"
"Too right," Chi Chi purred, poking him in the chest and giggling, as his face turned a dark shade of crimson, before the pair dropped back to the ground to mix with their friends.
After a very long, messy meal, which involved Nappa and Goku wrestling for whole chickens and the chocolate wedding cake, much to Chi Chi's anger and dismay, the newly married couple retired to the new log cottage Goku had built for them to move into upon their marriage. Goku picked up his blushing bride as they reached the threshold and carried her in, setting her down on the polished, oaken floors and smiling at her admiration of his handiwork. "Very nice," she decided, looking at the large kitchen, before heading into the bedroom, where a large, plush bed stood in the middle. "Wow, I don't know what to say, it's so incredible," she exclaimed, as he come up beside her, picking her up and turning her to face him. "You did a great job, Goku. And you know what else? You scrub up pretty well for a notorious ex-gang member," Chi Chi chided cheekily, as she gazed up into the buff yet gentle Saiyan's eyes.
"All it took was the right lady to give me a reason to," he smiled, cupping her cheeks in his hands and kissing her lips softly. Slowly parting, Chi Chi looked up at Goku, her eyes sparkling with tears. "Goku, I'm scared. You won't.. You won't go back to that.. life.. will," Goku cut her off by placing a finger to her lips.
"I love you, and I won't let anything happen to you, and no, I won't go chasing trouble like before. But I can't guarantee it won't come after me," he told her, a sense of foreboding present in his words.
"Well, I'll stand by you, no matter what! And if anyone messes with you," Chi Chi slammed her fist on the bed-side table next to her, "They'll have me to answer to!" Goku grinned, sweeping her into his arms and floating into the air before landing on the bed, kissing passionately the woman who had helped him realise his true self.
Bulma walked through the now empty glade, a faint smile gracing her features as she slowly recounted the days events. Well, if anyone deserves to be happy, it's Chi, she mused, setting herself down by a still pond and dangling her feet into its cool waters. It seemed like almost an eternity since her world had been turned upside down by the war of the two most infamous gangs in the world, yet Bulma still thought about it everyday. Yamcha, her first love, ruthlessly murdered, and then Vegeta. Bulma shivered as she remembered the kiss. It had been brief, yet the passion in it still made Bulma's lips tingle and her heart flutter. He hasn't even bothered to come back and visit. I'm so stupid for even thinking about it, she reprimanded herself, picking up a nearby stone and tossing it into the middle of the pond, frowning as she watched the ripples glide outwards from the point of impact.
"Well Bulma, your smart and beautiful! The worlds your oyster, and any man would have to be mad to turn you down" she proclaimed to her sparkling reflection, only half convincingly. She smirked at her childishness, before realising the sun was setting, and that she ought to get going before it got too dark. As she went to stand up, Bulma noticed the reflection of another person in the water beside hers, and while all the ripples distorted it, she was quite sure it was Goku. "Sorry if I worried you, I was just taking in all the smells and sounds of nature. It's so different from back in the city," Bulma exclaimed, slowly easing herself up from the ground. Before she could turn around, two strong hands took hold of her, pulling her back into a strong chest. "Go… Goku?" She questioned in a feeble voice, her heart hammering in her chest in fearful anticipation.
"Think again, woman," came the deep, purring reply of a voice all to familiar, and secretly missed by Bulma. Vegeta spun her around, smirking deeply at the look of shock and confusion on her face. "Jerk.. You scared the crap out of me," Bulma's voice was stern, yet she couldn't help but falter slightly, emotions overwhelming her.
"You left me.. Us… Nappa, Goku, everyone, without even a word. You didn't even visit or call," Bulma bit her tongue in an attempt to stop the tears threatening to spill from her eyes as she was unable to hold back the tirade of angry words spilling from her mouth.
"Calm down woman, you think I came here to be lectured by the likes of you," the same cockiness she had grown so used to laced his every word, yet a certain softness, even caring, was evident in his eyes.
"Well, what are you doing here, then?" Bulma challenged him, yet lacked her usual fire, as she felt herself weakening under his piercing gaze.
"I don't know woman. I've been asking myself that same question," his voice dropped away, as he pulled her closer to him.
"Vegeta.. Don't," Bulma's voice cracked, barely a whisper, and lacking in any real conviction, as Vegeta put a hand to her cheek, stroking it gently.
"Bulma." He said it in such a soft voice, one free of any of its usual sarcasm, with a look of intensity in his eyes, which made it impossible for Bulma to suppress her emotions. Tears streaming down her cheek, Bulma felt herself go limp, sinking into his embrace, a feeling of satisfaction and happiness overwhelming her.
"You're an arsehole, you know that?" Bulma choked, sobbing into his chest.
"And you wouldn't want it any other way," Vegeta replied, pushing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss. The pair dropped to the ground in one another's embrace as the sun set further, the sound of the forest surrounding them, and the rest of the world for that matter, lost to them, as they succumbed to their passions, reunited at last.
Later that night, Bulma awoke to find herself in Chi Chi's fathers cabin, where the rest of the party from Chi Chi's wedding were staying that night. Immediately clambering to her feet, she scanned the room for Vegeta, who didn't seem to be there. Running outside, she hurtled forward, calling his name into the night sky. Surprisingly, his voice answered her from behind. "You realise I'll never be domesticated like Kakkarott, and you can't hold me down. But I will be back, I have very good reason to." With that, he rose up into the air and flew off.
"What's that supposed to mean," she yelled, but her question had fallen upon deaf ears, as the man she had grown from loathing to loving flew off into the distance. For some reason, Bulma knew she would see him again, and, content with this, sat herself down on the moist grass, admiring the starry horizons with a feeling of fulfilment finally spreading over her. "I know he cares," she whispered into the night, "and even if he is no prince charming, that's enough for me."