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Theme: Nicknames

"So… do you guys, you know, use pet names when you're, you know?" Bulma cryptically asked as she walked over towards Chichi and Usagi, who were currently lying on lounge chairs in front of Capsule Corps private pool.

Chichi's eyebrows shot up towards her hairline as she regarded the older bluenette while taking her tea cup into her grasp, "I don't think I understand your line of questioning Bulma." She replied politely before taking a sip of her tea.

Bulma laughed, "Usa-chan, help me out here." She asked causing the blonde to sit up in her lounge chair and cast the same clueless expression that Chichi was currently giving the bluenette. "Honestly, I don't know what you're getting at either." Usagi declared while reaching over and grasping her Coke bottle before brining it to her lips.

Letting a sigh, filled with nothing but annoyance Bulma looked back and forth from her two clueless best friends. 'Maybe I should be more direct.' Clearing her throat the older woman crossed her arms over her bikini clad body, "Frankly, do you guys have pet names for your husbands or vice versa when you guys do it?"

Chichi almost choked on her tea as her face flushed, turning a shade away from the color of a tomato. "Goku-sama and I don't do that sort of thing."

"Boring," Bulma declared and with a quick roll of her eyes she turned her attention towards the petite blonde. "How about you Usa-chan?"

"That's private," Usagi stated as she began to fiddle with the strap of her bikini top.

Bulma's eyebrows shot up, "Funny how you didn't deny anything." She giggled, "Do tell Usa-chan, what does Vegeta-sama call you when you're doing it, or is that you call him something?" Continuing to giggle Bulma sat on Usagi's lounge chair, scooting closer to the blonde.

Usagi couldn't help but sigh knowing full well that she was fighting a losing battle in a sense. Bulma was the kind of person that when she wanted to get something out of a person, such as information she wouldn't stop until she pulled said information out. "Alright, I'll tell you." A blush arouse on Usagi's cheeks as she watched both women leaning towards her, both their curiosity filled eyes locking onto hers. "Vegeta often calls himself," She paused, lowering her voice. "Wolf-sama in bed."

While Chichi simply nodded at the statement Bulma on the other hand doubled over while laughing at the exact moment that Goku and Vegeta descended onto the concrete sidewalk next to the trio. Usagi's eyes widened as she noticed her husband standing a few feet away from them, trying to be discrete she slapped Bulma on the arm, silently begging her to stop.

"What's so funny idiot woman?" Vegeta asked gruffly, his sensitive ears ringing because of the Earth woman's high-pitched laughter.

"Wolf-sama!" Bulma yelled while pointing at the Sayjin Prince before falling off the lounge chair in a fit of hysterics. Goku rubbed the back of his head, "Hey Vegeta, what's a wolf-sama?" He asked while the Prince of Sayjins began to make his way over to the trio.

With each step that he took Usagi could feel her muscles begin to stiffen in fear. She wasn't sure what her husband's reaction to her telling her friends his private nickname would be, but she could be sure it wasn't going to be a good one. When he finally reached her side she braced herself, closing her eyes and missing her husband's smirking face. "Damn straight," Vegeta declared before dipping down and scooping his wife into his arms.

"Wolf-sama is here to claim and devour his bunny-chan." Vegeta boldly stated causing his wife to blush before he shot into the air with his bride and mate in his possession.

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