Prompt: Secret. Word Count: 400.

A/N: So, not too happy with this one, but I've been bit distracted over ALL the other works I've been trying to put out, so if this sounds confusing or whatever, please let me know.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.

Vegeta kneeled down in front of his five-year-old son, however, his eyes rested on the blue-haired woman standing across the room. His eyes narrowed, warning her that if she moved closer she'd be in trouble. He leaned forward, mouth hovering an inch from his son's ear. A hand rose to cover the open the space where Bulma would be able to see his lips moving-he wasn't going to take the chance that she had somehow learned to read lips in the last year!

A small squeal escaped Trunks before his hands covered his mouth. He began to nod his head vigorously as Vegeta continued to talk. Or was he? Her brows furrowed deeper as she watched the display. This was probably just some game he was trying to play with her. She huffed lightly as she turned her back on the males.

Upon entering the kitchen, her anger was only fueled at the overly cheerful greeting of her mother. She grumbled under her breath as she immediately stormed back out of the room. Trunks suddenly raced past her, giving her a huge grin as she went back to the living area. Her gaze landed back on Vegeta as he stood there with a knowing smirk on his face. He'd been acting so damn sneaky the last couple days, and her brain racked day and night as she tried to figure out what he was up to. She turned her back as he signaled for her to come over. After all these years together, did he still see her as easy prey? She huffed before stalking from the room to get some work done.

As night fell, and Bulma entered their bedroom, she found herself quite surprised by his presence. He rarely came to bed before her, unless he wanted something. "You can forget it." She started to waltz by, but was stopped as a hand wrapped around her bicep.

"You wanna get married." His eyes met hers as a hint of a question laced the statement.

She was beyond shocked as her body froze. Of all the things her mind had conjured up, this certainly wasn't what she had been expecting.

"You plan everything, get it all set up, and I'll be there," he said, not even bothering to wait for her answer.

She couldn't help the creeping smile that spread over her lips. "Just a few things," she countered.