Disclaimer: It wasn't me.

AN: I wanted to thank you guys for giving this new ficcy of mine a shot. Now that I have laid the foundations of the story with two unconventional proposals, the true tale can begin. Enjoy.

Special Note to Krillin Fan: I know things have been one-sided in the fic thus far but after this chapter, I fully intend to try to strike the same balance I had in the previous story. So please just hang in there with me a little longer, okay:-)

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"I still can't believe Vegeta went with you to pick it out," Juu said.

"I know! Isn't it crazy?!" Bulma exclaimed into the phone as she gazed upon the rock on her finger. "I can't wait 'til you see it! You're gonna die!"

"I bet," Juu said with little enthusiasm in her voice.

Bulma snuggled further down into her sofa as she chuckled. "I know sounding excited is bad for your rep and all, but couldn't you just do it this once?"

"Yepee," Juu said even flatter than before, eliciting a laugh from her friend.

"Fine. Be that way," Bulma said, still chuckling.

"Anyway, I need to know when you plan to take the plung so I can take off a couple of weeks to fly out there," Juu continued.

"Well, I'm not sure about a date yet. Mom and ChiChi think we should do a double wedding but I don't think Vegeta will go for that," Bulma sighed.

Juu did seem surprised at that. "I wouldn't think you'd want to go for a shared wedding."

Bulma had to chuckle at how easily her friend had seen through her attempt to blame her own selfish desires on her fiance. "Okay, you caught me. I mean I love ChiChi and Goku to death but there is no way I want to share my special day with anyone. Know what I mean?"

Juu thought back to her own wedding just six short months ago and had to admit she agreed with her friend. "So, how are you going to break the news to Chi?"

"I don't know yet. But I'll figure a way out of it," Bulma replied. "So, what's new on the other side of the ocean?" she questioned, switching gears.

"Jay graduated last week," Juu said offhandedly.

"Wow! That's awesome! So, he's off to med school next fall?"

"Yeah. My bro the cosmetic surgeon. I guess he's going to make it through after all." There was a short pause before she continued. "He invited Nijuu to the ceremony."

Bulma nibbled on her bottom lip. Much like Vegeta, Juuhachigou had avoided contact with her estranged father over the last four years. However, unlike Vegeta Sr., Nijuu had actively pursued a relationship with his child to no avail. "That must have been awkward."

Juu shrugged. "I just didn't talk him much. He and Mom seemed pretty cozy though."

"Do you think they're back together or something?" Bulma asked clearly surprised.

"Well, they can't be too close since Nijuu lives in New York but Jay says they go out anytime he's in Japan on business," Juu answered, her disgust at the idea was obvious.

"That's too bad," Bulma said, not sure what else to say.

"Yeah, well," Juu trailed off, obviously wanting to drop the conversation.

Bulma decided to take the hint and switched topics again. "You know, it's been forever since we've all gotten together," she started as she heard the garage door open and close. "I'm thinking after Krillin, ChiChi, Goku, and Vegeta's graduations you all should fly out here and experience life on the west coast before you start summer classes," Bulma said excitedly.

"That sounds like fun but I'm not taking summer classes this time."

"Oh really?" Bulma was genuinely surprised. Juu, like herself, graduated a year early. With her degree in political science, she was now just as vigorously working her way through law school. Juu hadn't taken a summer off since starting college so Bulma was more than a little shocked.

"Yeah. I kinda need a break. So coming out there to relax on the coast sounds ideal," Juu finished.

"Okay, cool. I'll talk to Chi about it then," Bulma said, looking up as Vegeta entered the living room. He picked up the mail off the entryway table as he dropped his bag there. "Hey hun," Bulma greeted him with a smile. He did not look up as he continued flipping through the letters but did nod in acknowledgment of her.

"I guess Vegeta is home," Juu stated.

"Yeah," Bulma answered as he came to sit on the sofa beside her to read through his mail. "So, we need to get on planning this trip, okay?"

"All right. Just talk to ChiChi and let me know," Juu said. "Anyway, Krillin's about done with dinner so I'll talk to you later."

"All right. Oh and tell Krillin I said 'hi.'"

"Okay. Later."

"Later," Bulma said before hanging up the phone. Setting it on the table, she turned to her husband-to-be. "So?"

"So what?" he questioned with little interest as he skimmed the letter in his hand.

Bulma rolled her eyes. "So, how did the exams go, silly?"

He nonchalantly folded the letter and placed it back in its envelope. When he finally looked at her, that trademark smirk spread across his face. "I'd say I'm feeling confident."

Bulma's face lit bright with a smile as she threw her arms around his neck. "Oh Vegeta that's great! I knew you'd do it!" she exclaimed. She kissed him soundly before releasing him and sitting back to look at him. "We should go out to dinner to celebrate!"

Vegeta shook his head. "Surely you can think of a better way to celebrate than going out to dinner."

"Oh," Bulma blinked. She thought a night away from her cooking was something he'd be happy about. "Well, what did you have in mind?"

Vegeta's smirk spread as he tossed his mail on the table and began moving towards her. "I have a few ideas."

Bulma giggled as she let him push her back on the couch. Now with him stretched out over her, his head buried in the crook of her neck as he nipped at the skin there. "You are such a man! Don't you ever think of anything but sex?" she scolded playfully.

"Well, there is food," he responded as he continued up her jawline.

She chuckled as she relaxed under his nibbling. "Well, I guess I'll let you get it out of your system because once we're married all this sex stuff comes to an end."

Vegeta's spiky head popped up at that. "What?"

Bulma almost laughed at his expression but some how kept a straight face. "Well, Veggie, darling, didn't you know that once a girl gets her wedding band, she immediately stops putting out. I mean haven't you ever seen a stand up comedian?"

His scowl deepened as she chuckled. "Very funny, woman," he said, sounding not a bit amused.

Bulma continued to chuckle as she ran her hands up his neck and into his hair. Pulling his face back to hers, she spoke just before his lips touched hers. "I was just trying to warn you..."

Their lips played gently against one another's. As their teasing kisses continued, Vegeta let his hands busy themselves with her curves. He was reaching for the buttons of her shirt when the beeping sound reached his ears. He paused in his work as he looked across the room.

"What are you doing?" Bulma wanted to know as she reached for the tail of his t-shirt.

Brushing her hands aside, Vegeta climbed off of the couch and walked across the living room to the curio cabinet.

Bulma was more than a little irritated at being left high and dry. "What the fuck, Vegeta?"

He ignored her as he opened the cabinet and retrieved the beeping, laptop shaped object. Bulma stopped her fuming when she realized what was distracting him. She had not even heard it beeping.

He carried the device back over to sit on the couch beside her. Sitting it on the coffee table, he lifted the screen then pushed the enter button on the keyboard. A few moments passed before the screen flashed a couple of times. Finally, the picture settled and a beautiful raven haired woman with warm black eyes smiled at them.

She took in the young couple's disheveled appearance before chuckling. "I hope I am not interrupting anything."

Bulma blushed before clearing her throat. "Hi, Mrs. Sei," Bulma greeted as she ran a nervous hand through her messy hair.

Argana smiled at the girl's use of the last name her family had utilized in their stay on planet Earth. "Hello, Bulma. You're looking lovely. How are you,Vegeta?"

"I'm fine, Mother. Is there something wrong?" he questioned. He'd all ready spoken to his mother this week so he was more than a little surprised to hear from her so soon.

"Well, actually there is," the woman spoke with a slight accent on her raspy voice. "Speaking with Lyneaxa this morning, I was horrified to learn that my first born child is engaged and I was never told about it."

Bulma's eyes widened as she turned to Vegeta. She had just assumed he had told his mother about their engagement the last time they spoke.

"It must have slipped my mind," he responded not sounding at all guilty.

Bulma frowned as Argana shook her head. "Honestly Vegeta! I guess I should have expected something like that from you. Anyway, I assume you're not going to apologize properly, so I'll just fill you in on the plans."

"Plans?" Vegeta frowned.

"Well, yes, for the wedding," Argana responded. "I am having a ship prepared for the voyage to Earth. You'll have to alert your family and friends. They'll need to prepare for at least a two month stay on Vegeta-"

Bulma and Vegeta both looked at one another in surprise. "Mother, what are you talking about?" Vegeta interrupted the woman.

Argana paused and frowned. "Well, your voyage home for the wedding, of course."

"Voyage home? You mean you want us to go to planet Vegeta?!" Bulma wanted to know.

"Well, yes," Argana said surprised that they would need to ask. "You are the crowned prince, my son. Surely you realize that you can not be married anywhere but here."

Bulma was shocked. Sure she knew that Vegeta was technically a prince but she had never really thought about it in detail before. "Wow," she finally said. "So, we're going to have a royal wedding."

Argana chuckled at the young woman's expression. "That's right, Princess Bulma."

Bulma's smile brightened. Oh, she liked the sound of that.

Argana laughed out right at the girl's expression. "I'm glad to see you on board. So, the ship should be there in three weeks. I-"

"That won't be necessary."

Both women turned their eyes to the man who had been silent up to this point. "Is there something wrong, Vegeta?" his mother questioned.

"There's no need to send a ship because we're not going anywhere," he stated plainly.

"But, son, why not?" Argana was obviously baffled.

"I would think my reasons would be obvious to you of all people, Mother," he said sharply. When she averted her eyes from then screen, he grunted. "That's what I thought. Thanks for the offer, Mother, but I'll pass," he said gruffly before standing and crossing the room to the double doors. Opening them, he exited to the balcony.

Bulma watched the scene unfold before starting to nibble on her lip. When she returned her eyes to the screen it was obvious the queen was fighting tears. "Oh Bulma! He just has to come home."

Bulma nodded. "I'll talk to him. Okay?"

Argana smiled. "Thank you. Please do your best."

"I will. I'll contact you after I talk to him."

Argana nodded with a weak smile. "I'll await your communication." After the queen finish speaking, the screen went black.

Bulma sighed as she closed the screen. She sat a few moments to clear her thoughts before standing and walking over to the doors. What she was going to say to him, she didn't know. She after all fully understood why he wouldn't want to return to his ancestral home. How could she possibly make a reasonable case for him to go?

Pulling the door open, Bulma stepped out on the balcony. He was leaning over the railing with his forearms resting on it. His eyes focused blankly at the skyline before him. Bulma approached the railing and assumed a position similar to his before staring into the distance as well.

They stood in silence for five full minutes before Bulma spoke. "I say we weigh the pros and cons," she started logically.

"Bulma," he said in warning.

"Just hear me out," she said. When he went silent, she started again. "Okay, so the cons first. It'll be a long trip and at the end of it you'll have to face your father again." His frown deepened but he said nothing, causing her to continue. "On the pro side, we'll get a totally free, elaborate wedding out of the deal. Plus a vacation somewhere new," she said with a smile. He didn't respond to her attempt at levity so she tried a different tactic.

"Also, you'll get to see your mom." His head lower slightly and Bulma knew she was making progress. "It's been four years and I know deep down you want to see her. To see for yourself that she's really doing okay, right?"

He finally sighed. "And so you honestly believe she wants us there simply to celebrate our 'blessed union'?" he questioned with sarcasm dripping.

Bulma frowned. "Well, yeah, why else would she want us there?"

"There's always a motive."

"Okay. Maybe she does have a motive." He finally looked at her then. "Maybe she misses you as much as you miss her."

That comment received only a grunt as he returned his gaze to the sunset.

Bulma sighed. "Come on, Vegeta. We both know you want to see her and this way you'll get to spend a little time with her. Not to mention you'll finally meet the twins."

Vegeta's frown deepened further as he thought of the three year old sisters he had yet to meet in person. "Maybe," he half muttered in response.

"I can think of another plus," Bulma started, feeling a victory coming. He looked at her to await her next pro. "You can't tell me it won't be totally awesome to vacation on a planet where we are literally royalty."

He smirked. "And I suppose you feel you deserve to be treated like a princess?"

"Naturally," she nodded causing him to shake his head in amusement. "Come on, Veggie-chan. Let's go. Please?" she pleaded cutely

He turned to her fully, smiling as he leaned his side against the railing and crossed his arms over his toned chest. "Begging? Really? Have you no self respect?"

Bulma chuckled. "I'd do just about anything to obtain princess status."

An interested eyebrow quirked at that. "Anything, huh?"

Bulma laughed out right as she stood. "You're such a perv. So can we go or not?"

Vegeta's frown returned and he looked down at the wood of the patio. Bulma thought for a moment that he would turn her down when he met her eyes again. He frowned at her a few seconds more before he finally spoke. "How is it you are always talking me into things I don't want to do?"

Bulma smiled, taking the comment as his form of submission. "Well, as you know, I do have my persuasive talents," she answered, wiggling her eyebrows at him suggestively.

Vegeta had to smirk at that.

Bulma chuckled as she turned toward the door. "Come on you. We have a lot to celebrate, so you're taking me to dinner," she threw over her shoulder.

Vegeta could only shake his head at her retreating back. "And I thought we were celebrating my exams," he muttered as he pushed off the railing and followed her into the condo.

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So, next chapter all our old friends finally reunite. Thanks for reading.