A Permanent Problem

by Springbliss

AU. My own interpretation of what everyone's reactions would have been had Vegetto never split during the Buu fight. Inspired by fan comic DBM Universe 16. (Mostly written in Bulma's PoV)

8. Ascensions

Hello and Merry Christmas Everyone! I hope you enjoy the newest chapter, because the next one is going to be filled with tons more drama, and tons more action! So read and enjoy!

P.S - i changed the story to M because of the cursing. I am sorry to the younger folk out there!

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Chapter 8: Ascensions

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or DBM. This is just fictional nonsense stuff that I have been writing.

Warning: Chapter contains extreme cursing. Bulma's a hot head, and Vegetto is well Vegetto.

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The elevator up seemed painfully slow. Bulma was usually such a patient person too that it just irked her how sluggish the elevator took to descend down one floor. She was better off looking for the stairs. Thankfully though just before she turned to go look for the stairwell the elevator doors pulled open granting her entrance once and for all.

Bulma jumped in without any delays and immediately set the course to the second floor. She even slammed her right index finger against button that would make the door close faster. There was just no time to wait around at this point.

Trunks could be in danger once again.

If anything Bulma couldn't afford having her son deal with another emotional draining experience. It was too much for him. He may be a Super Saiyan but he was still just a child, her baby boy. Bulma could never forgive herself if Trunks ended up being emotionally withdrawal after this. It would be her fault. After all she was the one who agreed to let the both of them take this little space adventure.

Nothing is going to happen to himbecauseTrunks is safe. Bulma told herself as if trying to regain composure in all of this. However it wasn't helping that Vegetto still hadn't returned. Sure while it was true that it had only been a few minutes after Vegetto's departure – Bulma still found his absence not very acceptable. He has a bit of Goku and Vegeta within him so what's the problem? Why isn't he back yet? Could the enemy possibly be stronger than he is? Bulma paled at the thought, if that was true they were done for!

Bulma shook off the thought as the doors had clicked open to see that she was one step closer to her destination, to reaching her son. Trunks just had to be around here, somewhere. It was times like these that Bulma hated not being a fighter. She hated not being able to sense Ki signatures. It made her feel so inferior.

A loud explosion sounded off from outside cutting her thoughts in half. The entire spaceship itself rumbled at the impact to such a degree that Bulma crashed into an iron door to the right of the elevator. Bulma groaned at the new reformed pain searing into her arm. So much for that Sensu bean… Bulma fought the urge to roll her eyes as she turned the door knob. Locked, Bulma sighed but proceeded on holding onto the right wall for support against the shaking flooring underneath.

With every step Bulma felt a growing concern in the back of her mind towards Vegetto. She could hear the battle rage on outside with every tremor beneath her. Bulma could even see the bright blinding flash of lights that traveled through the windows she passed. Please don't die. Bulma whispered in the depths of her mind when another thunderous boom sounded off in the distance. If anything Bulma prayed that Vegetto was not at the end of those explosions. She pleaded that to not be the case as she tried at another door to only find another blocked path.

Feeling that endless frustration rip through her, Bulma had no choice but to push on and do her best to ignore the beams of light that desperately called for her undivided attention. By now Bulma imagined that the only reason that the spaceship hadn't received any type of danger was the probability that Vegetto was either reflecting the shots away or even going so far as to taking the blows to protect Trunks and her from possible danger.

It was in that moment that Bulma felt a smile grace her lips even under such stressful conditions. Thank you so very much Vegetto. I'm sorry for being such a bitch earlier.

Bulma wasn't irritated either when he didn't reply. She understood that he must have blocked off their connection so he could focus on the battle before him. To her, as long as he came back safe, she'd be happy.

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Eventually Bulma located a medical room or rather something that appeared to resemble one which was good enough for her at this point. The funny thing was that it just so happened to be on the left side of the hall right across from the upstairs kitchen. I bet Goku would find this place to be heaven for him. Bulma laughed at the notation but ultimately pressed the joke aside as she searched for her son's rejuvenation tank.

However as Bulma got a closer look at the rejuvenation tanks she felt something strangely off in the back of her mind. It was almost like she had forgotten some important detail someone had told her earlier but whatever it was, Bulma was sure it would pop back into her head later on.

"This is so bizarre." Bulma muttered under her breathe as she continued to study the designs of the rejuvenation containers. In fact these rejuvenation tanks looked strikingly similar to the containers used to hold the androids which Dr. Gero had created a couple years back.

It made her nervous until she discovered that almost all of them were empty shells. Well duh they're empty, Bulma's mind retorted to her surprised features. It would be highly unlikely that Vegetto would allow something on the ship left alive without first consulting with her. Bulma nodded and felt her lips tug into a smile when she eventually stumbled upon one that lightly hummed. She felt so proud that she had finally found her baby boy. Now how to get him out of this thing is the question? Bulma cracked her knuckles as she approached the console. There's nothing a genius like me can't solve, let's see how to crack this baby open. Bulma ran her fingers over the keyboard and quickly went to work at releasing her son from his rejuvenation tank. Although strange these designs are amazing, I really ought to go into space more often. I could really benefit from learning a thing or two about these things. I mean having a rejuvenation tank for Vegeta whenever he trains would make things a lot easier compared to always hiring a new doctor whenever he insults the last.

When the sound of cracking ice from inside the chamber sounded off Bulma began to question her actions. Wasn't it supposed to be water draining inside and not the sound of ice thawing? What's going on here? The blue haired genius suddenly began to feel incredibly uneasy as she dared to move away from the control panel heading over to the little windowed opening of the rejuvenation tank, container looking, or whatever.

"Trunks is that you?" Bulma called silently knowing that by now that whatever was in there was awake by now. When she did get the courage to peek in she almost screamed when she found two stereoscopic eyes staring back at her.

It was in this moment that Bulma remembered Vegetto telling her the reason why she wasn't put into a rejuvenation tank was because there was only one. Bulma paled realizing that this wasn't the room she was looking for. In fact it was something completely different.

Bulma let her eyes scan her surroundings really taking in the room for the first time and putting her concern for Trunks on hold for a moment. Yes, now that she actually analyze the room's settings she'd guess that this was some sort of hibernation room and she just woke up some sort of creature from its slumber from inside its cryogenic freezing chamber.

Luckily for her the emerald chameleon inside seemed confused because instead of keeping its gaze on her, its eyes began rolling to the back of his head and around as if trying to figure out what was going on as well. Why didn't Vegetto tell me about this thing? Bulma thought as watched it panic from the inside of its chamber shelling. Well he did tell you to hide Bulma. Another voice from deep inside her conscious mocked and Bulma inwardly groaned. He should have at least mentioned! Then again with it sleeping, Vegetto probably figured it wasn't a threat…Oh he's going to get on my case about this big time! I just know it!

Slowly but surely Bulma began taking steady steps away from the containment door while placing her hands over her mouth. If she could stay quiet the likely hood of being discovered was a rare percentage. This seemed simple in Bulma's mind considering she was still barefoot and the sound of any heel clacking would forever go unnoticed. However thanks to her darling mate outside another four large reverberations struck rather closely outside the ship. The whole thing causing a massive earthquake as things began to fall from shelves and glass test tubes spilled over crashing to the floor. Bulma yelped when one of the lights above fell down to the ground and shattered into pieces just inches from where she stood at.

When everything fell into silence again Bulma swallowed uneasily as she let her eyes dart back towards the containment cell. She jumped when its face was placed against the glass staring her down from inside its cryogenic chamber.

A drop of sweat rolled down her face as she timidly raised her right hand to wave at it. Maybe it was a friendly alien or something. Bulma hoped silently and sure enough the alien pulled away from the glass giving her a friendly smile. Oh thank Kami. Bulma thought as she returned the smile. It was then a sharp pain shot through her head but it was only momentarily.

Please release me. A new voice came from the depths of her mind that wasn't just another echo of her conscious battling it out with her. Please if you do I can help save your friend.

My friend? Which do you mean? Bulma asked as her thoughts drifted from Vegetto to her baby boy. Either way she was worried for both boys.

Release me and I will tell you. The creature replied and Bulma actually felt apprehensive about the whole thing.

W-why can't you just tell me now? Bulma questioned and across from her the creature grin turned malicious.

Because once you release me. I doubt you'll need to care for them anymore anyways.

O-Oh okay… Bulma weakly thought as he filled her mind with imagines of just what he was capable of doing with her. Terror flowed through her body as she felt its indecent stare.

The only reason your still alive little human is that one of your little friends put a mental block up to prevent me from directly attacking you.

W-what? Bulma questioned but then after recalling her previous encounter with that female alien, things began to make sense. It wasn't her silly technique that prevented the headaches that evil woman created, it must have been Vegetto's doings all along. Bulma actually found the fear in her slipping away in her mind after knowing this. If that monster couldn't get out or mind rape her she was the one in control. Bulma placed her hands on her hips and gave a loud boastful laugh. "Yes well that's because I just happen to be a very important person on my planet. I cannot easily be frightened by—EEK!" Bulma screamed and jumped again when it stuck its tongue out at her. Its tongue alone had nearly cracked open the containment glass before it bounced back into the chameleon's mouth.

Bulma shuddered in disgust as it sent her even more disturbing images. It made her face turn from a blank white sheet to a horrified purple shade when it even made its tongue wiggle suggestively in her direction. Had the console not have started making noises to signal that it was opening the chamber then Bulma would have stood there like a deer under headlights.

Somehow she tore her gaze away from the perverted creature and had her own little mental battle as she hesitantly moved back over to the console near the container to attempt at cancel the process of letting the monster out its cage. The hair on the back of her laugh was standing in fear as she heard its chuckles. It was making her sick to her stomach. She was pleased when she did manage to find the emergency cancelation and with this she was able to finally sigh in relief. Another accidental disaster avoided or so she thought.

As soon as she grinned it fell flat when two crashes sounded off. Bulma's head whipped to the right to see that the metal door containing the monster now had two large dents indicating that even though she had stopped the emergency exiting, the creature inside was still wide awake and as dangerous as ever before. It was clear to her then that this monster meant serious business. If she wasn't going to let him out then it planned to find other means of escaping.

Bulma wasted no time to scramble away towards the exit and even yelped upon watching it slam its face into the glass before turning completely invisible. Bulma internally cringed when she heard the containment door behind her collide against the wall across from it. It caused her to really push energy into her feet and get her out the door while pleading with brimming tears that she could locate her son before that thing could re-locate her.

Thus the race against time began once more. Room after room Bulma casted herself in and out making sure that every so often that she'd check back to see if that thing was still stalking after her. What she saw instead was the empty corridors behind filled of nothingness. This isn't good. Bulma thought as she chewed the bottom of her right thumb nail. If I can't tell where that thing is coming from then there's a good chance I'll be-ew-captured by that disgusting thing. I have to figure out a way to make this creature make some type of noise to let me know when it's coming but what if it flies? What if it climbs walls? Ugh, I could really use Vegetto's help right about now – just what is he up to that's taking him so long?

Bulma slid to a stop at a nearby wide oval window that led outside so she could see for herself the damage that was being done. She saw even more craters than before and mountains cut in half from possible ki attacks. Any signs of Vegetto or his enemies weren't anywhere on the ground that she hoped by looking up she would—ah there he is.

However much like before Bulma felt bothered by the situation. Just like Trunks before, Vegetto wasn't moving rather he was floating up in the air completely still. The thing that made her sigh in relief was the fact that his mouth was moving, so he must be engaged in some type of conversation.

The enemy across from him resembled the face of a unicorn tang but the body of a human and unlike Vegetto he looked positively livid. She watched as the tang like creature raised its flipper-like-arms into the air and summoned two giant ki balls. The creature grinned while Vegetto stood as calm as ever.

The creature lowered his arms screaming words she could not hear from behind the glass but those two balls of light shot toward Vegetto impacting him 100%. The big bang that followed caused the spaceship to rumble once again and Bulma could only widen her eyes in worry as she stared agape at the giant cloud. However as the cloud began to dissolve she began to notice Vegetto's presence once more. In fact he stood proud and unharmed with both arms crossed over his chest appearing rather bored with the tang-like creature's attacks.

Vegetto let out a laugh then by the looks of it as he casual shrugged off the attack and continued to mock his enemy with his own cocky grin. The tang's face contorted into fear as it started sweating bullets after every shot that he attempted to kill Vegetto with kept missing completely every time. It was obvious this blue long nosed creature was completely outmatched.

Bulma felt her fists clench in fury at every moment Vegetto continued to out power the enemy by simply dodging the monsters attack. This whole time just like she suspected before…Vegetto could have already been back at her side assisting her instead of messing around up there like some kind of big shot. Bulma closed her eyes feeling the ferocity that she kept bottled inside finally flowing out. Vegetto you IDIOT! She screamed in a shrilling tone that when she opened her eyes she was surprised to see that Vegetto was glancing down in her direction a brow raised in confusion.

What's up? He asked in a humored tone and Bulma felt her head throb in annoyance that he actually sounded like he had done nothing wrong as if he was the sweet innocent angel in all of this!

Are you kidding me? What's up? WHAT'S UP? Are you even doing anything? Bulma shouted and Vegetto expression stayed as blank as ever. Bulma would have given him another good piece of her mind but when she saw his enemy rushing at him in the air, Bulma actually panicked. PAY attention to your enemy you idiot! She screamed when Vegetto still held his gaze on her. Oh Kami! Bulma cried as she watched the monster throw a left punch. However much to her surprise Vegetto blocked it by catching the tang's punch with his right hand before twisting it.

You don't have to worry about me Bulma, I'm perfectly fine! He said cheerfully as a small chuckle came into her brain when he actually released the monster with his right hand and then backslapped him across the face with his left. The process itself causing yet another huge earthquake to follow as Vegetto made his enemy to appear nothing more than a pestering fly. Bulma could only blink in astonishment when she realized that the tang was clearly out of commotion after such a quick blow. Her lips even twitched into a weak laugh.

How can I be worried after he does something like that? Bulma questioned to herself as she pulled herself out of their bond for a moment. It was then that she heard something break down the hallway where she knocked over some glass containers so that she would know if that other freak was on her tail. Bulma swallowed heavily eyes jerking from down the hall to out the window to back down the hall. Vegetto will you stop messing around and come here…I need you.

You need me? He questioned with a husky laugh causing Bulma to Blush deeply despite her current predicament. Thing things he did to her. Are you trying to tell me you're getting all excited again in the mists of battle? You really are an indecent woman, you know that?

That's not at all what I meant at all y-you, you asshole! Bulma sputtered as she wondered if she should actually make a run for it and let Vegetto catch up to her. I—I just…Let's just say that I may have something out and it's chasing me or rather I think it is…

You think it is? He echoed almost mocking her and Bulma found it hard to not blink tears when she swore she heard a dark chuckle from the locked room just to her right.

Just please, Bulma begged earnestly as she felt her heart quicken in terror, will you just please come down here and save me? When he didn't answer, Bulma began to feel sourly about the position she was in. What did he want? Did he want her to get down on her knees and beg? Something irrational as this was something she'd expected from Vegeta and not Vegetto. Bulma could remember all the times she needed to talk to Vegetto about something important and he would simply blast somewhere to train or end up locking himself in the GR where her constant screams couldn't reach his ears. That jerk…I can't believe this…

"What did I do now?" A firm voice behind her questioned causing her to jump and scream. Bulma placed a hand on her heart as she whipped around to see Vegetto standing there with a snickering smile. "Sorry." He said but she wondered if he really meant it considering how she warned him about not doing that so strictly before! Bulma gave him an aggravated growl as she crossed her hands over her chest and glared at him with such a sharp gaze that she could actually be more frightening than Chichi with a frying pan. "Okay I get it I won't do it again but sheesh Bulma what's got your panties in a knot? If you're worried about that creature I just sent him a mental warning that if he dared to attack you or Trunks that I'd blow him to smithereens. So you can stop freaking out about it already because no harm will come to you."

While Bulma was glad to hear the news that her stalker would be leaving her alone, Bulma still couldn't help but glare at the Saiyan warrior. Besides Bulma knew if she glared at him long enough that he might actually get his brain working. "Oh I see. You still haven't found Trunks." He came into conclusion as she sang bingo in her head. She knew he wasn't as stupid as he acted. "You're worried about him which is expected considering you are his mother after all." He said with a chuckle.

"And you're his father." She reminded him harshly. "You should be concerned for his well being but instead you were messing around up there and showing off how strong you were!"

"Wait what?" He questioned sounding really lost by her words but she continued on anyways because she was so furious about not having any super powers like him to have the luxurious attitude of not giving a fuck when enemies were around endangering those she loved.

"Unbelievable and how completely ignorant of you! Really you're acting as pig-headed as Vegeta. Ugh! Do you have any idea how much I hate you so much right now?"

"Wait…I thought you said you figured out that I was different?" He said sounding more annoyed when she was accusing him of being more of one side than another. "But no you're the unbelievable one Bulma! Come on think about it Bulma. What would Vegeta previously done in such a situation? And what of Goku, would he be scorning you now as I am?"

"N-No…" Bulma admitted weakly. Goku would not be fighting her now like Vegetto was. He would just accept her opinion with a laugh and moved on. Goku wasn't one to get easily angered while on the other hand Vegeta was. However like she thought before Vegeta wasn't one to protect her when she asked. Instead he ignored her most of the times and accused her of being some annoying harpy like Chichi.

Even during the androids Vegeta seemed rather distant toward her. She wasn't surprised at first because their love didn't hold much meaning. It was all about lust and he wasn't exactly pleased with the idea of having her of all people bare his first born. She remembered the day before he left into outer space to train that she had screamed at him that the only way he could ever stop her from having Trunks was to kill her.

Back then she had been second guessing him too because Vegeta almost got close to killing her. He had growled in response and reached for her neck with his right arm before slamming her against the walls of her lab. She remembered how he held her up off the ground so she couldn't squirm away while he screamed at her how stupid she was for thinking that she had the upper hand in all of this. There was even a slight second where she couldn't breathe before he finally dropped her allowing her to find the air she so desperately needed to survive.

She would never forget the look of frustration across his face when he was coming to terms with that he couldn't kill her and he didn't understand the reason why. Vegeta had stalked off that day and she didn't even say another word to him. Hell she didn't see him again for awhile because Bulma found out from her father that claimed he needed to go into space right away as he found his motivation to become a Super Saiyan. Ha, Bulma thought bitterly, she knew in actuality he was just running away from his true problem.

When Vegeta returned back he was still running away from her. He didn't once spare her or her son a glance. Had it not been for future Trunks than she would have been obliterated. It was clear that he was trying to show her on that day that if he couldn't kill her, he'd find someone else to rid him of her presence. Yes it was always a battle with him. She could only find love towards him whenever she heard he had done something heroic. Something not Vegeta….

"Hey that's not true." Vegetto told her in reassurance as he had been trespassing into her stream of thoughts again. "People change Bulma. You saw that in him before the Androids and especially during Buu, didn't you?" Bulma gave him a makeshift smile.

Yes back before Cell Vegeta made her think outside the box. He was always so grumpy trying to be something he was not. Trying to prove he was the best when he already had the makings to be so much better than the best. It was hard not to love him too. Bulma promised him while he was cursing at her that she would love him unconditionally through every threat against her life because she claimed to know that deep down he really loved her too.

Yet on the other hand to her Buu was another completely different story. All he concerned himself with was proving the he was the better Saiyan. That he was—"Not true." Vegetto told her interrupting her thoughts. "During the tournament when he was Majin, Vegeta was not only trying to fight Goku."

"And just how do you know that?" Bulma questioned hotly before cursing her idiocy in reminder that the man before her was the combined force of both Goku and Vegeta. It was a no brainer that he would know such things. "Never mind don't answer that," She replied before he could open his mouth. "Instead how about explaining to me what you mean by, 'Vegeta was not only trying to fight Goku,' that day?"

"It's exactly what I mean Bulma. Vegeta was not battling just Goku but also you as well."

Bulma felt her eyes expand into saucers at hearing this new piece of information. Vegeta fight her?

Impossible. Bulma's mind whispered because there was no reason for Vegeta to ever need to seek her out in a confrontational match during such a time. She had done nothing to him that day. She was just a weak human woman who meant absolutely nothing to him at the time. How could there be any conflict? It just had to be a lie.

"I'm disappointed too," Vegetto continued on making her feel more and more uncomfortable in the second. "You know being one person made from two other people is a strange phenomenon. I get the perceptions of both men during that day. Their thoughts, their feelings, and their wants and needs. That's why I'm so disappointed in myself. You think that with how well mannered Goku was that he'd be able to see through Vegeta's lies but he didn't. Goku became too consumed in focusing on Vegeta's past aggressions towards him that he ignored how much Vegeta was struggling to keep up his own act up with every bead of sweat that rolled down his face before Vegeta raised his left arm to fire toward you all in the crowd."

"Surely you must—you must be joking!" Bulma replied swatting away the idea that a part of Vegeta was still humane through his actions. She saw how serious he looked that day, how mercilessly he cocked his head and laughed after obliterating half of the tournament stadium. There was no way Vegeta was hesitating through his actions. He was not the same person she had grown to love, he was something completely different.

Bulma took a step back, leaning against the wall for support. Her hands clenched together and pressing up against her lips as she closed her eyes falling back into the nightmarish memory that hide within the darkest corners of her threshold. It was all so maddening. Bulma didn't understand the tension between Goku and Vegeta when they first arrived. When she first called out to Vegeta through their bond to ask him what was going on, she only received a chilling silence that felt so very unnatural.

Then it happened in a blink of an eye where he demolished half of the stage without any regards toward the precious life he had stolen away. Bulma shouted at him calling him a billion insults hoping for a spared glance that would let her know what he was thinking, but nothing again and slowly it was killing her.

Vegeta was never like this. He never ignored her when he knew she was dangerous worried for his health. Yet now he did, and she for the first time in years in their relationship, felt powerless. Bulma had no choice but buckle down under the pressure and surrender into the hopelessness that he so graciously cast aside for her.

A shake in her shoulders brought her back to her senses. Vegetto stood leaning close to her, pressing a kiss to her forehead to ease the tears that ran down her face. She had no idea that she had began to cry through the flash back but it was just so heart breaking. Every bone in her body was shaking in betrayal even now…So it just had to be a lie…

Vegetto pulled her into a hug, and she accepted it sobbing into his chest. Vegetto rested his head on hers and sighed. "I know it hurts to hear this Bulma but he was testing you that day." Bulma shook her head relentlessly in disagreement but Vegetto gently pushed her back forcing her to look at him." You have to believe me when I say this Bulma. Vegeta wanted to see if you could actually doubt him, and you did, you—"

Vegetto was cut off the moment Bulma raised her hand and slapped him for the second time of their time together. He frowned while Bulma stared up at him, eyes blazing through burning tears.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Vegetto. Don't you dare accuse me of such things." Vegetto looked like he was lost for words at this point and Bulma continued to shake her head in disbelief.

"B-Bulma—"

"I don't want to hear it!" Bulma shouted angrily tears pricking the corner of her eyes once more. She really hated Vegetto for doing this to her. For making her already teetering world completely shift upside down. Bulma didn't think she could handle the thought that the Vegeta she saw that day, with that cruel grin and malicious attitude, was in actuality her Vegeta trying to put up some sort of front. It was just a cruel lie trying to confuse her!

"But Bulma—"

"Just shut up!" Bulma intervened for the third time as she hardened her face to stop the tears from falling. She would not let this affect her. She could not because she had to be strong for Trunks. Bulma definitely would not allow herself to become weak by Vegetto's words. She had to be the best mother she could be and if that meant letting go of this discussion then so be it. It would all be thrown back into the deepest darkest corners of her mind and never be looked into again.

"You know Bulma if you keep this up you're only going to be running away and becoming the arrogant person that Vegeta was." Bulma's lips straightened and her narrow gaze became sharper as she tore her gaze away from Vegetto.

"Then fine let me become that man since you obviously can no longer be that man for me." Bulma spat coldly as she pushed past Vegetto but he caught her left arm dragging her back against the wall, back to facing his worrying orbs.

"Bulma please don't let this destroy you. You're stronger than this! I know you." Bulma yanked herself out of his grip and attempted to slap him yet again but this time he caught it and her right hand clenched in his hold, as she continued her previous venomous glare.

"You don't know me Vegetto. You really don't."

"I do." He countered and she shook her head.

"No, you're wrong. Just because you can read my thoughts and have the thoughts of others who cared about me doesn't mean you are actually entailed to say you really know me. For your information I've been like this ever since that incident!" Bulma shouted as she lowered her eyes to the ground and began to dig those memories up so clearly than ever before. "It killed me you know. I thought that everything that I have ever done to break Vegeta's mold was thrown back into my face like I really was nothing but an insignificant worm to him all this time. It killed me to think that Vegetto!"

"I'm sorry that you felt that way Bulma but…Man…" Right now would have been the perfect opportunity to run away but some unknown guilt rose into her chest. Vegetto's words caused her to stay deep rooted into the ground because somewhere in her heart she wanted to believe Vegetto more than anything.

"I hate you for making me feel this way," She told him bitterly. "At least Vegeta had the decency to lie to me! Yet not you, you just had to open your mouth. Why did you tell me this? Why now of all times would you drop this so called truth upon me?"

"You know exactly why." Vegetto said softly making her skin crawl. "If anyone deserved the truth it would be you Bulma. It was because Vegeta cared for you the most."

"You're wrong!" Bulma retorted angrily through flowing tears. "It wasn't like that at all! That Vegeta at the tournament only saw me as the caretaker for his child so don't you dare start making assumptions even if I desired so much for it to be so! Vegeta only was trying to make Goku angry that day so they could settle the score as he always did! It seemed he had finally decided to stop running away from all his problems—oh my Kami…"

"I see that you understand now." Vegetto said while watching Bulma raise her right hand over her mouth as she stared up at the roof with wide disbelieving eyes. "Vegeta allowed himself to be controlled that day. He finally had the extra push to rid himself of your existence. It had become the thing he had been swearing to finish off the day he left you."

Yes Vegeta famous swearing of her death. Bulma could hear it ringing in her ears as if it had happened only a few moments ago…

'Mark my words woman one day I will finish you off and when that day comes I want you to relish in that grand moment when you realize that Prince Vegeta is bound to no woman!'

'HA!' Bulma retorted in response while pursuing after the fuming Saiyan Prince who was retreating into his man-cave, the GR. He growled when he turned to see she was still standing there, hands on her hips, scolding him for being such a jerk to her. 'And guess what my dear sweet prince?' Vegeta lifted a brow and she gave a coy smile. 'I promise you that you're, 'oh so great threats,' don't scare me in the least bit! I know you crave me—"Vegeta interrupted her with a loud roar of laughter that made her face flame in annoyance.

'Oh don't kid yourself woman. I merely saw you as a good fuck and took advantage of it. Trust me, I've had way better.'

'B-Bullshit no one out beats me!' Bulma as she flicked her blue hair strands out proudly displaying her beauty to the grumpy Saiyan. However Vegeta's chuckles continued making her feel more and more humiliated by the second. 'Well, well for your information at least I know your secret! HA! So tell me, what are you going to do now that I know your secret?'

'The only thing you know how to do is fix things and you can't even do that properly.' He replied and Bulma ignored his sneer with a grit of her teeth.

'Yeah well at least I know that deep down even if he tries to hide it all he likes, that a certain Saiyan Prince has feelings too.' She watched his eyes widen for a moment before narrowing into a dark slit but Bulma merely retaliated that glare with a knowing smile. 'I know you—!' She was cut off by the sound of the GR door closing on her face and Bulma growled when she realized that he had locked her out. She banged on the iron door for hours screaming all sorts of indecencies at him until finally she cooled down upon knowing he was once again hiding from his relationship with her. 'Now you mark my words Vegeta,' She yelled not caring if he could hear her or not, 'As long as I'm still alive whenever we have these little spats, I will always know deep in my heart that you love me so take that and shove it up your ass you pompous prick!'

Bulma could even remember how she stomped off that day and destroyed half of her lab because she was so furious at Vegeta. The blue haired genius couldn't help but chuckle over the memory.

Oh the battles she had with Vegeta.

Those were some of the best moments of her life.

"Bulma are you even listening to me?" Vegetto asked as he waved a hand in front of her face and she blinked out of her memories scowling.

"Yes, I do understand what your trying to tell me Vegetto." Bulma replied somewhat lying. "Having that extra push from Babidi meant that Vegeta finally had the means to end my life but even then he still couldn't." Bulma couldn't help but smile even thought it was an awful thing to be laughing about. "Instead he shot at the crowd besides me. Missing me completely and all the more hoping that he would scare me into thinking otherwise and I," Bulma shook her head laughing at her idiocy, "I fell for it." The blue hair genius pounded her right fist against her flattened left palm in disbelief. "That bastard finally managed to trick me after all those years of swearing differently. Damn you Vegeta."

"Wait so, you're not angry?" Vegetto questioned and the blue haired genius gave him a strange look.

"Of course I'm angry! I doubted Vegeta through the worst possible scenario! I practically failed him as his mate! This is whole time I've been blaming Vegeta for some sort of betrayal when it was me, me who betrayed him.' Bulma combed her hair back and finally gave a defeated sigh.

There were so many things she could have prevented had she only had the nerve to speak out and call Vegeta on his bluff. Bulma wondered what would have happened that day if she actually climbed down from those stands and stood in front him even though Goku, Gohan, and the others would warn her not to.

Even now she doubted the likely hood that he would blast her into the next dimension. Damn it Goku, Bulma cursed angrily. She had never been one to lash out on the lovable-goofy Saiyan, but now she regretted it. It did not help that being the one person she thought could always see the good in people had also failed at seeking out the answers as well. It could have been handled so much differently but they were too busy blaming Vegeta for his mistakes than seeking out the good that was struggling to be devoured by their hatred.

"If it helps Vegeta doesn't hate you for breaking your promise. I mean you of all people should know that by now." Vegetto said with a large grin, a hand behind his head in a Goku like fashion. "Like I said before you have always been there for him at the start. One little slip up won't affect him. He still cares for a hard ass like you."

"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not."Bulma said rubbing her head as to calm the brewing migraine that was already starting to form.

"Both might do you some good." He told her and Bulma resisted the urge to hit him.

"You're just lucky that whenever I hit you it feels like my hand breaks against your cheek." Bulma said as she continued down the hall with him trudging after her. She knew he would stop her if they passed by Trunk's rejuvenation room.

"Well if you actually got off your ass once in awhile and tried to do something about it, then maybe you wouldn't be bitching about it all the time." She heard him grumble and she snapped her hands back once again into a tightened fists. "Only joking of course," He added lightly when he realized she had heard him, "I mean I could train you if it bothers you that much."

Bulma glanced back at the Saiyan with an annoyed expression. "Really I could but it might take a couple of um, months, maybe considering how—erm—never mind." Bulma nodded, continuing on in silence. Sure the idea of learning how to fly as nice but she would never have to use it if they were allowed to live peacefully on Earth from here on out.

"Now that that's over can we please get Trunks and get the hell off this stupid planet!" Bulma asked as she encouraged him to lead the way. "It's giving me the creeps!" Vegetto could only laugh and Bulma growled. "I'm serious! I don't know how I'm still alive! Someone of my genius standards could be kidnapped at any given moment. I'm scared for my life Vegetto!"

"But I thought you needed the Dragon Balls?" He wondered as he stared at her with curiosity. "Don't you want Vegeta back now that you know?" Bulma blinked up at him in surprise.

"How did you know that Trunks and I were going to use the Dragon Balls for that reason?"

"I didn't." He replied causing her to feel strangely numb. "You just told me." Bulma cursed under her breathe not sure how to approach this kind of discussion.

What could she say anyways?

Thanks for saving my ass twice, but I'd rather have my real husband by my side? Ugh, it all sounded so wrong! Bulma wanted to bang her head against a wall. "Hey don't worry about it Bulma, I had a feeling that was the case anyways. Besides I know that your heart will always belong to Vegeta and I'm not about to come in between you two without a formal permission slip. As much as I may not look it, I'm not the type of person to force anyone into an unwanted relationship."

The whole thing caused her to cast her gaze away from Vegetto. Bulma really didn't know what to say to that. She felt horrible that he had a feeling that they were going to wish him away. Then she felt her heart go out to him when he admitted understanding that Vegeta would always come first. Finally she felt the heart against her chest skip with joy. She just felt so much that Bulma found herself actually stepping forward toward the Saiyan in acceptance.

"Thank you," She whispered as she rested her hands against his ki. His hands covered over hers, holding them tightly and reassuringly.

"The pleasure is mine." He told her and Bulma swore her cheeks flushed deep. Bulma retracted her hands away from his and let out a cough before continuing down the halls.

"Yes well, you know I was thinking…"

"Oh?" Vegetto asked genuinely interested and Bulma flashed him a smile.

"That whole wish thing well perhaps we could delay it for a couple more years." Now it was Vegetto's turn to halt and he stared at her with wide eyes. Bulma waved off that amazed look he was giving her. "I mean, don't get me wrong I love Vegeta and all but you know I just feel like it would be rude if I didn't give you a chance."

"Again," Vegetto began smirking, "I wouldn't hate you for refusing to sleep with me Bulma." Steam rose through Bulma's body all at once and she sputtered at the Saiyan.

"I was not talking about sex you dolt!" Bulma argued which only made Vegetto chuckle and her urge to kill him rise more and more. "I was only trying to be sincere!" Vegetto shrugged.

"Hey you're the one who said it would be interesting."

"OKAY that's it!" Bulma yelled as she grabbed hold of his gi and yanked him down to look at her straight in the eye. "Tell me where did it come from?"

"W-What, where did what come from Bulma?" He questioned innocently and Bulma growled, shaking him with the little strength she had.

"Don't play stupid with me Vegetto! Where did this perverted side of yours originally branch from?"

"WHAT?"

"Goku right?" Bulma questioned as she nodded away. "I know it has to be him! Otherwise it makes no sense… I mean while Vegeta is an asshole…He is so more forceful when it comes to sex in a hot sensual way that I just can't resist him. He kind of just pounces at all the right times. While you; you on the other hand are a lot gentler around with dealing with the subject in a sly assholish way." Bulma blew a strand of lose hair out of her face as she studied the rather pale Saiyan's face. "I'm right aren't I? Oh my Kami, what has Chichi been doing to Goku all these years? She turned him from an innocent child to a monster!"

"W-what? Bulma what are you talking about…?" Vegetto drawing more and more blanks while Bulma drew away from him and went off in her own little world. The sparks of rivalry becoming alive once more.

And Chichi had the nerve to call me the indecent one of the group! "Vegetto!" Bulma called as she whipped toward him with a new kind of revelation. Vegetto could only nod as Bulma faced him, cheeks staining bright pink as she let her question come into light.

"In your opinion Vegetto… Which mate between Chichi and I, would you say the sex was better?" Vegetto looked down at her and she looked up at him. There was an echoing silence between the two until Vegetto started laughing and she only continued glaring. "Vegetto." She demanded and the Saiyan actually seemed to be having trouble with coming up with an answer.

"Well you know Bulma—"

"No I don't know Vegetto, how about you, you know, explain, since you're just soooo good at deciphering Goku and Vegeta's perceptions."

"Well," Vegetto began while tugging at his Gi's neckline. "The funny thing is that it's actually all pretty complicated. I mean there's a little bias opinion here and there. Considering well Vegeta's never been with Chichi and you've never slept with Goku so it's kind of hard to have a definite answer."

"I don't understand why can't you just think back into the sex memories and choose which one you think is best? How is that complicated?" Vegetto's gaze drifted off, rubbing the back of his neck as he started to blush deeply as well.

"It just is Bulma. Just please bare with me here."

"Bare with you? What kind of bullshit excuse is—"Bulma never got to finish that sentence because the next thing she knew she was up in the air outside of the ship grasping onto Vegetto like her life depended upon it. "What the hell Vegetto?" Bulma shouted as she glared at Vegetto fiercely however his gaze was elsewhere. She followed his gaze to see the ship below them was now engulfed in flames. Smoke pouring out from the shattered windows and electricity sparking from broken electrical wires. It seemed Vegetto had sensed the blast during her complaint and used instant transmission just in the nick of time to get them transported outside to safety. But what of Trunks?

"He's fine." Vegetto said finally speaking to her once again. "After all he's right there." Bulma blinked in surprise at his words. She hadn't seen any sight of her baby boy. "Amazing, he's done it." Vegetto muttered proudly, and tilted her head in confusion. Vegetto shifted her a bit more to his angle so she could get a better view of the situation.

It was then and there that Bulma finally saw him. Trunks, her baby boy, slowly ascending up into the air, glowing ever so brightly through all the chaos around him. "Can you believe it Bulma? He's ascended! Wow and at such a young age too!"Vegetto praised proudly but Bulma could only squirm in fear when she saw that dangerous gleam her son held in his eyes. It caused her to drape both of her arms around Vegetto's neck instead of letting him simply carry her about so casually with his left arm around her waist.

"Vegetto," She called carefully, "Normally I would be celebrating too but Trunk's ascension is not something you should be praising." In an instant she could feel Vegetto's gaze on her trying to figure out what she meant but luckily for him, he would not have to wait long because Bulma knew if there was ever a moment to tell him the truth, now would be that time. "Do, do you remember when I mentioned before that Trunks wasn't fighting at his best? Well this…this would be the reason why…"

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Yay I managed to push this one out in time before Christmas. I hope it came out good! I am extremely worried since this chapter is mostly Bulma and Vegetto fighting. I wanted to put this in because obviously the two of them have issues to work out. Plus Bulma tends to be very hotheaded in the anime so I was trying to flesh this characteristic out. Please let me know what you think!

Q&A:

If you're wondering why Trunks suddenly went SSJ2… Well the truth is I kind of compared to my thoughts on the rejuvenation tank from the Freeza Saga. When Goku was done, he was at full power, right?

So thus it made me think…Well okay in this story Trunks can't really control his power too good so full power would be a bit dangerous for him if he woke up and started panicking. Then add in the spice of his constant concern over his mothers well being. So that when Trunks did seek to sense her out, he noticed her tiny ki was fluctuating in fury. He didn't realize the reason behind it, and went into rage mode thinking she was in danger. Thus there you have it— a very pissed off SSJ2 Trunks.

Chaos ensures.

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If your wondering if I hate Chichi...No I don't. I just like throwing in the tension between Bulma and Chichi as a humor tone to set them up to be the next Vegeta, Goku rivalry. Besides I've always wondered myself how Goku who in dragon ball didn't know the difference between a girl and a boy - managed in DBZ to give birth to two kids. LOL

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P.S:

Thank you for the reviews for those who do write them! I do read them and as proof when I woke up this morning and saw Koori's email I pulled up a chair and dedicated myself to having this posted by the end of the night. LOL.

Just a FYI I am still having this huge mind fuck over what General Zargon said about having Goku and Vegeta return and Vegetto still be there. I don't even know how to handle that situation. It keeps making me laugh so much. That would really be a permanent problem for Bulma, LOL. Oh god, I'm going to die from laughter again.

Thank you for having me!