Ok so here is where it really starts! I'm trying to update as soon as I can. Unfortunately I do have a life but I will try my hardest to get the next chapter up soon! Hope this chap. doesn't suck :P

Chapter 1

It started off like any normal day. Bulma would wake up, take a shower, get herself ready and leave for work every morning before Vegeta woke up. The rare time that he was up before her he would always be in their garage, his domain. He was always in there, and of course only his car was aloud to be parked inside of it. Not like it mattered much to Bulma since she had to be out of the driveway first.

After work she would always be home first to make her and her husband dinner, ready for when he got home. Being the head architect in the company meant putting in long hours so Bulma always made sure he had a good supper to come home too. Of course he'd never half to know that she's never cooked an entire meal in her life. Take out was her savior.

Bulma could hear his car rev as he drove up the driveway and into the garage while she was setting the food down on the dinning room table. Bulma then scanned the first floor of the house quickly to make sure that she hadn't left anything particular out in the open until she realized that she had forgotten to pick up her room.

Without making a sound, while wearing her heels, she soared up the stairs and into the bedroom just as Vegeta walked into the house. "Hi honey! I'm just upstairs I'll be right down! Dinner's on the table!" Bulma yelled down to him as she stashed her gun and garter belt full on knifes in the secret compartment in her armoire.

She then briskly walked down the stairs to meet him in the dinning room to see that he was already eating. She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

"Couldn't wait for me to join you?" she asked in a bit of a ticked off tone.

He didn't even look up from his plate, "I've had a long day woman and I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry too Vegeta." She snapped and he looked up at her, not very impressed. She rolled her eyes and let it slide since he obviously was in a pissy mood, "So, things busy at work?" she asked as she started to eat.

"Yes, and I'd rather forget about it." He stated, meaning he wanted to stop talking about it all together.

"Vegeta, could you pass me the salt please." Bulma asked politely.

Vegeta looked up at her strangely and then looked back at the salt. "It's in the middle of the table." He said.

She looked at him strangely. "Yeah, so?"

"It's halfway between you and me. Why can't you get it?"

Bulma exhaled loudly. He was really pissing her off now. She stood up and reached over and grabbed the salt violently. "I'm going out with some friends tonight by the way." She added.

He looked at her surprised, "What?"

She had told him she would stay home with him tonight but since he was being such a jackass she would just take that little assignment at work she turned down. Telling him she was seeing friends would just make him more angry, which she knew he was by his facial expression.

"Fine woman, do what you wish." He said and brought his plate into the kitchen and then proceeded to his office, slamming the door behind him.

Bulma played around with her food with her fork as she held her head with her other hand. "Kame what is wrong with us…"

Later that night...

"Juu…Are you sure this is the place?" Bulma asked her blonde android friend, "I mean, it looks kinda sleezy."

"Bulma, it's a strip club. What did you expect?" Juu replied as they walked inside, their bodies completely covered from neck to calf by long trench coats.

"Don't worry. Now that you're helping me we'll be in and out in no time. Just follow me. I've already set things up." She said and Bulma just nodded and followed.

On their way to the VIP rooms Juu pointed out the two guys they were targeting. Definitely not someone she'd want to do a strip tease for, besides her husband of course.

Bulma waited patiently in the red velvet room complete with white fur rugs and a big fluffy cough with a large glass table in front of it that had a metal pole reaching the ceiling just in the middle. She still had her coat on, her hair tied neatly in a bun as she waited. "Some night out with the girls." She mumbled to herself as the door opened.

"Don't expect me to come out for a while boys!" he said as he closed the door, followed by laughter and snickers from his friends. He turned around and spotted Bulma and grinned. "Hey baby." He said as he approached her.

"Hey there partner." She said with a heavy southern accent, "I've got quite a treat fer you. But you gotta play by the rules first."

She gave him a wink before shoving him down on the couch. "Now, the only rules are to keep yer eyes right on my cute behind and keep yer hands where I can see em, or else I'm gonna haf'ta hog tie you mister."

He snickered and licked his lips as he watched Bulma step onto the table before him. She took off her coat and revealed her very skimpy cowgirl outfit as well as taking her long blue hair out and letting it fall down her shoulders.

She began her dance slowly taking her top layer of clothes off. Once she was down to her underwear he started to touch her legs, which she let slide, but then he started to move higher and she violently slapped it away. "Nuh, uh, uh." She said and shook her bum from side to side tauntingly. "Keep it up mister and I'll tie you up good."

"I think I've been pretty bad little lady. I think I'm in need of a good hog tie." He said and grinned disgustingly.

Bulma smiled. "If you say so darlin'."

She hopped off of the stage and grabbed her purse. She took the rope out and tied his hands together behind his back. "Now I have a little somethin' fer you." she said.

"Close yer eyes." Which he did and she slowly pulled her gun out of her purse.

"Open yer mouth." Which he did as well and she quietly cocked her gun and pointed it right in his pie hole.

"Now open yer eyes." She said and when he did the look of horror on his face made her grin. "Surprise."

After cleaning up and putting her clothes on she quickly exited the VIP room to be met with Juu.

"Done?" she asked.

"Yeah, and I'm done with this stripper, hooker, shit!" Bulma replied as they walked over to a window.

"Ok that's the last one for a while."

They opened the window and Juu grabbed a hold of Bulma. "Thanks for doing this with me B."

"Yeah, you owe me one Juuhachigou" Bulma said before they flew out the window.

Even later that night...

Vegeta went straight to his underground training room that was bellow their garage. He spent a lot of his time there and to think it was all made possibly by Mr. Briefs. That idiot father of Bulma's would and did make anything that Vegeta wanted, no questions asked. The main power source for his gravitational installation was from Capsule Corp. A very fortunate upside to being married to the CEO of C.C. after her father.

As he trained he was currently talking to one of his former partners over a visual screen phone inside of the training room. "Doesn't your harpy monitor your phone privileges Kakarott?" Vegeta said with a chuckle.

"Oh, Chichi?" Goku asked, "Yeah, well she doesn't know that I'm calling you, and definitely doesn't know that we're talking about work stuff."

"You needn't concern yourself. I can handle any target thrown at me. I'm probably getting another one tomorrow." Vegeta said.

"Yeah, that's what Krillin said. Man I'm sorry I can't help out. Chichi's been really concerned, you know since we've had Gohan and all. She doesn't want me risking my life killing evil people to save the world and wants me to be more involved in our sons life." Goku said with a sigh, "So how has the competition been?"

"Hmph, what competition?" Vegeta said in a cocky tone. So far the firm Vegeta worked for was hitting all the targets before the opposing firm of hit men.

"Well I better go. Chichi is gonna wonder where I am pretty soon. Hey make sure you say hi to Bulma for me."

"Yeah yeah…" Vegeta said as he continued to exercise.

"And make sure you spend some time with her too ok. Even architects have personal lives outside of their garages." Goku added.

"Just go Kakarott!" Vegeta snapped before cutting the line.

Once he was finished and made his way back to the house it was pretty late and Bulma was already in bed. He walked into their bedroom and got into his side of the bed. He sighed and rolled over so his back was facing her. He knew she was pretending to be asleep because she didn't want to talk with him, something she did all too often.