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"Woman, when are you going to take this fucking blindfold off me?"
"Watch your mouth!" Bulma yelled at her husband, smacking his arm playfully.
"Dammit! You know I hate surprises! Especially when I can't see what's going on!"
The bluenette scoffed as she rolled her eyes, finally taking off the blindfold. She had her husband in the plane already, while he could jump out it was unlikely. "I just wish you'd relax for a little while. I was trying to surprise you for our anniversary!"
"Oh yes, because the last time we took a 'vacation' went so well." The warrior shivered at the memory of being dyed black by that squid's ink, along with being called out at the event they were attending. All of this led to Vegeta flying away from the scene as quickly as possible. "I don't want history to be repeating itself so quickly."
"Oh that was over two years ago! Lighten up a little will 'ya? I think this year is going to be even better! You trust me, don't you sweetheart?"
The way Bulma's eyes glistened as she pouted caused the Prince's heart to melt. He groaned as his eyes rolled, knowing there wasn't much he could do to stop that was going to happen. Vegeta felt he let his wife get away with too much stuff like this. She was always dragging him off to different places when he came back home.
"I don't have a choice, do I?" Vegeta mentioned with a chuckle as he saw the annoyed look on Bulma's face.
"Hey Mom." Trunks interrupted their little spat from the backseat. "You didn't tell us where we're going either. So why don't you before we get there? Then Dad won't have to be all uptight on this vacation."
"I am not uptight!" The Saiyan crossed his arms.
"You're wound tighter than an eight day clock." Bulma giggled, seeing the confused look on her husband's face. "I guess now is as good a time as any." The blunette admitted as she looked back at her oldest. "We're going camping!"
"Camping?" Trunks and Vegeta say in unison. Bulla claps excitedly from her car seat.
"There has to be a catch." the Prince laughs. "I remember you being on Namek! After that fiasco, I'm surprised you'd ever want to be without modern luxuries again."
"I can't argue with that." Bulma rolled her eyes. "Let's just say we're getting the best of both worlds! Ooh! That's our destination now!"
Ahead of them was an island with a sandy beach, as well as wooded forest area. The bluenette parked the ship in a clearing towards the center. To their left was a two story wooden home. A porch extended out from the base. A fire pit as well as a hot tub could be seen.
"This gives us a little place away from home." Bulma gleamed as she turned towards her family. "We can relish in the luxuries if we wish, and we get a chance to live off the land. As you can see there's plenty of room to set up a tent outside and rough it. There's also lots of room to rain above the waters." The bluenette gave her husband a wink. "Come on, guys! Let's go!"
"Yeah!" Trunks yelled excitedly as he unbuckled his seatbelt and ran out of the ship.
Vegeta was still in his seat, completely shocked by his supposed 'anniversary surprise'. Bulma easily made this one of the best trips out of his training. He watched as she got Bulla out of her car seat, turning around to face him. "Don't tell me you don't like it."
"I-I'm speechless." The Prince said honestly.
"Really?" Bulma's eyes widened.
The Saiyan stood from his seat, pulling his wife and youngest daughter close to him. "Happy Anniversary."
The bluenette was unsure of what to say. Her husband had never been so forward with his affections before. "Who are you, and what have you done with my husband?"
Vegeta couldn't help but laugh, his tail relaxing gently behind him. As he stood there, it came up to touch Bulla's cheek, playing with her.
"Daddy!" The little Saiyan giggled.
"I guess Kakarot is rubbing off on me." The Prince chuckled. "Seeing the way he is with Ellery and how happy she is, maybe I can start showing you a little more affection as well."
"Oh, sweetie." Bulma wrapped one arm around him and smiled "Let's go enjoy this vacation!"
Vegeta sat next to the fire pit with Bulma, watching their children playing in the lawn. Normally, the warrior felt uncomfortable sitting and doing nothing. After one of his wife's chocolates however, the Prince felt relaxed and ready to enjoy the night as it played out. Vegeta could remember the first time his wife gave him one of her funny tasting sweets. While it was sweet like chocolate, it had a bitter earthiness to it as well. The result left the Saiyan. Completely at ease.
Six weeks later, the couple found out they were having Bulla.
After they exited the ship, the kids explored the estate while Bulma and Vegeta checked inside. As they walked around the home, the couple was surprised how rustic the place looked. The house consisted of several types of dark woods. The kitchen was fully stocked with all the latest gadgets, allowing the family to make meals like they would at home.
"This place is even more breathtaking in person!" Bulma gleamed as she spun around the living room. "I searched countless estates and islands trying to find the perfect place for us to go during our anniversary."
Vegeta listened, but was honestly too mesmerized by the home to participate in conversation. Although Bulma didn' t know it, the two story cabin reminded the Prince of a home his family vacationed in when he was four. The moment he walked in, he was taken back.
"What is the plan for tomorrow?" Bulma questioned softly, placing a hand on Vegeta's shoulder as she approached him.
The Prince nodded, a bright smile on his face. "Let's see what the kids want to do."
"Really?" The brunette's eyes widened.
Still nodding to his wife, the warrior chuckled at the shocked look on her face. The couple walks towards the door, seeing Trunks and Bulla sparring in the yard. A bright smile came to Vegeta's features.
"Look at that, Bulma. They take after me more than I thought."
"Trust me, honey. They have your attitude." The older woman said with a laugh.
Their day was filled with activities that Vegeta enjoyed. From the moment they walked into the yard, Trunks wanted to train with him. Unable to say no to a sparring session, the Prince immediately began training his son to become a better fighter.
The duo spent hours in the air, to the point that Bulma had to force them to come down and search for dinner.
The oldest Saiyan then had his son help him fish. Trunks enjoyed this activity most of all. It reminded him of the times he and Goten would fish with Gohan. The three half-Saiyan's always had the best time in the water! Although the one thing Trunks never got over, was the fact that all the Son men choose to swim in their birthday suits.
The duo caught several different types of fish during their adventure. Vegeta looked on the shore as he flung the last fish onto the pile, knowing it was more than enough to feed them. Bulma and her youngest were playing on the beach, building sand castles. The little Saiyan had more of a blast tearing down the structures her mother built than actually creating them.
After their fun packed day, both kids were trying to stay awake at the dinner table. The moment they finished eating, Bulma followed them upstairs to get them ready for bed. Vegeta went to the porch to start a fire in the pit, waiting for his wife to return.
"You know…" Vegeta interrupted Bulma's musing. His voice brought her out of her head and back onto the porch with him. "Of all the anniversaries we've had, I think this is the one that I enjoyed the most."
"Really?" the bluenette perked up with enthusiasm.
"My son asked me to train, we didn't have a single interruption from your work or the idiot in orange, and we had an amazing fresh meal. It was more than I could've asked for."
"I'm glad to hear that, sweetheart. You deserve every second of it." Bulma gleamed, kissing his cheek. "I don't tell you how grateful I am when you're around."
"I like being at home." The Prince admitted to his wife. "The Saiyan side of me however, is more persuasive." Vegeta chuckled. "I will always feel the need to go train with Lord Beerus. While I'm there, I simply lose track of time."
"I know you do." The bluenette put her head on Vegeta's shoulder. "I get the same way when I'm doing research in my lab. I understand how time can get away from you."
Smiling at his wife, the Prince kissed her head. The couple sat in silence for a long while, enjoying the sounds of nature and the starry sky above them.
The warrior looked up at the sky, a deep sigh escaping his lips. "Do you ever wonder if the peace will stop?"
"Sometimes." Bulma admitted, running her hand along Vegeta's muscular arm. "I don't like to think about it too often though. If we only focus on what could happen and what is going to happen, we can't live in the present."
"Not only that," Vegeta's wife added with a grin. "I have complete faith in our team of fighters here on Earth. Now that we have another Saiyan in our ranks, there is no limit to how strong the team could get!"
The Prince smiled, pulling Bulma closer to him. "That's why I'm always training. I need to be able to protect us from whatever life decides to throw at us. If it's taught me anything, it's that the opponents never get weaker."
"Do you think there's someone out there that can't be beat?" Bulma asked curiously.
"Honestly?" Vegeta pondered the question. "Everyone has a weakness. The test of a good warrior is finding that weakness and using it to your advantage before the opponent finds yours."
This chapter is a little short for this website. If you're over the age of 17, I suggest you head over to my AO3 account. There's some freshly squeezed lemonade!
Username: SaiyanPrincess