Bulma was standing in front of her mirror, giving herself one final look of approval. Her hair was let down and curled to perfection. She kept her makeup in natural tone to highlight her best features; making her blue eyes pop as well as her glossy pink lips. Her sparkling dark blue, strapless dress wrapped tightly around her curves and stopped right below her rear. The only jewelry she had on was her silver locket. Bulma reached up to touch the cold metal that rested on her cleavage. It was her first anniversary with Yamcha when he gave her the locket. She smiled at the memory. Her smiled broaden as she saw herself again in the mirror.
'Average my butt. Vegeta wouldn't know a pretty girl if she ran up and punched him in the face', she thought angrily.
Bulma suddenly remembered that she did punch Vegeta in the face.
'Oh yeah, that's right. I did punch him in the face", Bulma thought to herself.
"Hm, that jerk deserved it to", she then said out loud.
'Then again, Gohan did say that Vegeta called her gorgeous back on planet Namek, right before he kicked Gohan in the stomach', Bulma thought to herself again.
Bulma then burst into giggles.
'Vegeta may be try to act like this tough guy warrior, but deep down, I know that he's shy', Bulma giggled even more at her own thoughts.
Which is why Bulma hadn't been afraid of Vegeta in over six months. She knew about Vegeta's past with Frieza and how Vegeta was a slave for most of his life. She knew that Frieza killed Vegeta's father and rest of his people in cold blood. The last time that Bulma saw Goku, she asked him about Vegeta's involvement with Frieza. That's when Goku told her about Vegeta's past, and his death. That was first time that Bulma felt her heart ache for lonely prince. Since that day, she often wondered what Vegeta might have been like if Frieza hadn't robbed him of his life. Bulma often wondered, if things hadn't happened they way that they did, would Vegeta have been happy.
'Vegeta', Bulma thought sadly, 'I wish that I could make you happy.'
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Bulma looked at the clock and screamed.
'Oh no! Now I'm really late!'
Bulma ran out of her room and down the stairs, not seeing that the man who was hunting her thoughts was standing at the bottom steps. Bulma crashed into Vegeta and landed hard on her butt.
"Ow! Vegeta, watch where you're standing", Bulma yelled as she got up and adjusted her dress.
"Me? Maybe you should watch where you're running," Vegeta scoffed back.
Bulma growled as she push herself pass Vegeta and headed for the door. Bulma manage to open the door half way when Vegeta stopped her.
"Woman", Vegeta called out.
Bulma turned to look back at him.
"Your necklace", Vegeta continued, "it's uneven. Fix it at once."
Bulma blinked at Vegeta. Then she looked down at her necklace. The hook that was suppose to be at the back of her neck, but it was at the front. Not only that, the hook got caught under the locket and made the entire necklace look awkward. After she fixed her necklace, she smiled at Vegeta.
"Thanks Vegeta, you're a lifesaver", Bulma said and blew a kiss at the prince.
Vegeta tssk and looked away.
"Well, see ya later. Oh, and don't wait up for me, if you get my meaning", Bulma winked at Vegeta and ran out of the door.
Vegeta growls at the door before making his way to the kitchen. Even with the lack of robots, Vegeta worked himself quite the appetite.
"Vegeta, how are you dear", Bunny asked as soon as Vegeta wakes into the kitchen.
"I'm fine", Vegeta scolded.
"Oh? You don't sound fine. Did you and my Bulma have another fight", Bunny asked as she poured Vegeta a cup of coffee and handed it to him.
Vegeta accepted it the cup as he sat down at the kitchen table and immediately drank half of the burning, bitter liquid.
"You need to teach that daughter of yours the importance of my training and that she needs to stop living in her delusions of an engagement", Vegeta said angrily before taking another long sip of coffee.
"What!? You and my Bulma are finally tying the knot," Bunny asked.
Vegeta spat his coffee across the room.
"That is NOT what I said", Vegeta yelled and he slammed his cup on the table.
Bunny wrapped her arms tightly around Vegeta's head and gave him a giant hug, completely unaware that she pushed Vegeta's face right into her chest.
"Oh, I'm so happy for you, Dear! I knew the moment that I met you that you would be the one that sweeps my little girl off of her feet!"
Vegeta's flared his arms around frantically in the air, finally getting Bunny's attention.
"Hm? What is it, Vegeta? Is something wrong?"
Bunny loosen her grip on Vegeta's head, giving him just enough room so Vegeta wasn't suffocating in the older woman's breast. Vegeta's gasp for air, his face was flush from lack of oxygen and embarrassment. Vegeta turned his head so wouldn't have to look into the eyes of the blond hair woman, or any other part of her.
"Bunny, release me at once", Vegeta wanted to scoff but, his voice betrayed him and it sounded more like a plead.
Out of all of the people that Vegeta would least like to kill, it was Bunny. She would never act afraid of him, even knowing he could destroy anyone at any moment. Every morning before training, she would cook Vegeta a large, delicious meal and always ask if there was anything else that she could make him, even if it was a snack should he need a break. After breakfast, every morning, Bunny would wish him a great day of training. Ever since the first explosion, every time Vegeta blows up the ship now, or gets a scratch, Bunny would be there for him with a small medical kit. At first, Vegeta refused her assistance. However, once Bunny insisted that, 'the world's greatest fighter should never allow himself to get sick due to infections', and that Vegeta getting sick would 'set his training back too far, and she would allow that', Vegeta finally allowed Bunny to treat his wounds. Every night, Bunny would make Vegeta a large dinner and asked him about his training. She would even ask if he would need more clothes since he would typically end up having his own clothes ripped to pieces on a nightly basis. After their nightly conversations, Bunny would wish Vegeta sweet dreams and tell him how much she's proud of him for working as hard as he does.
Vegeta remembered all of the females that he had ever met on planet Vegeta, except his mother. Vegeta couldn't remember his mother's hair, her eyes, or even her voice. But there was one thing that he did remembered about her, her smile. He never really made an attempt to remember his mother. He thought it pointless. However, anytime that warm smile invades his mind, Vegeta felt a gentle calmness wash over him. But lately, anytime that old memory enters his mind, Vegeta sees a face now. He sees Bunny's face. Vegeta wasn't sure what type of spell Bunny put him under but, it wasn't unpleasant. Vegeta will never admit his new found fondness for the older woman but, he knew that he would never have to. Bunny knew that they were on good terms. When Vegeta finally began to call Bunny by her name rather than calling her woman, she knew that Vegeta had finally warmed up to her; Vegeta knew it to.
"Hm? Oh, sorry, Dear. I just got a little carried away", Bunny said as she stepped away from the flustered prince, "now, what were you going to say?"
"The engagement in which I was referring to was that of your daughter's and that weakling", Vegeta said as he still refused to look at Bunny.
"Yamcha? Oh Dear, they're engaged", Bunny asked in disappointment, cupping her cheek with her hand.
"No. But that daughter of yours is in the delusion that that weakling is going to ask for her hand", Vegeta said as he grabbed his coffee cup, completely forgetting that the cup is empty.
Bunny took the cup from Vegeta's hands and poured fresh coffee into it. She gives Vegeta back his cup and walks over to the industrial size oven. The silence from Bunny made Vegeta uncomfortable. It wasn't like her to be this deep in thought. It felt more ominous than anything else. Vegeta watched Bunny with the corner of his eye. Bunny opened the oven door and the most mouth watering scent greeted Vegeta's nose.
"Vegeta, dear, will you help me with this? The cooking bot broke earlier today, so I can't lift this", Bunny called out.
"Sure thing", Vegeta said as he got up from his chair.
Bunny gave Vegeta her oven mitts. Once the oven mitts were on, Vegeta pulls out a tray with a car size, teriyaki glazed, octopus. Bunny knew exactly how to spoil the prince.
"Go ahead and just put that on the table, Dear. I'll go and get you some utensils", Bunny said and walked away immediately.
Vegeta sat the octopus down on the table and threw the oven mitts on the counter, next to the sink. Bunny returns and gives Vegeta a knife and fork and made her way to the doorway.
"I think that I'm going to go to bed a little early. But not to worry, Dear, if you want anything else to eat, just let me know. Ok?", Bunny said in sad tone voice.
"This will suffice, thank you", Vegeta said, not knowing what else to say.
"Sweet dreams, Dear. I'm very proud of you and all of the hard work that you do", Bunny smiled at Vegeta before leaving.
"Pleasant dreams, Bunny", Vegeta said as he did every night.
'That was odd", Vegeta thought to himself as devoured the delicious cephalopod.
'I thought that Bunny would be delighted with the idea of that weakling marrying Bulma. Hmm, Bunny is a lot smarter than I had taken her for. Then again, it's utterly disturbing for her to think that I, prince of all Saiyans, would ever take part in such a foolish thing as matrimony. Even with the obscure idea that I, one day, I would actually think about taking a wife, there's no way in hell that I would pick Bulma. She's rude and doesn't know her place', Vegeta lost count on how many times that she yelled at him and call him a dweeb for blowing up the gravity machine.
'She has the nerve to give me orders', Vegeta thought as he remembered all of the times demanded him to 'take it easy and relax' so he wouldn't end up killing himself while training.
'She never stops pestering me', Vegeta thought as all of the memories flooded into his mind.
Bulma would interrupt him to ask him the stupidest of question: what his favorite color, what cloth he prefers for his clothing, if he prefers chocolate cake or vanilla, if he would like to watch a movie with her, if her outfit looks cute on her, and so on.
'Everytime she speaks, she says something stupid,' Vegeta thought to himself.
"Hey Vegeta, lighten up. You know, you're actually kind of cute," Bulma told him before winking at him.
"I'm a warrior. I am NOT kind of cute", Vegeta yelled out.
'She's goreou-', Vegeta stopped himself from completing his own thoughts.
Vegeta shook his head and forced his thoughts away.
"Damn that woman. She's infectious", Vegeta said.
Vegeta finished his octopus and left the dishes on the table. After that, Vegeta went to his room. As he was laying down, Vegeta's mind wondered.
'Stupid woman. If she thinks for one moment that that weakling is going to propose, she's clearly out of her mi-'
"Vegeta!", Bulma suddenly burst into the room, startling Vegeta.
Vegeta jumped off of his bed and stood up.
"What is it, woman? Is it the androids?", Vegeta asked.
Bulma held up her hand to show Vegeta a ring that she was wearing, a diamond ring that she wasn't wearing earlier.
"Yamcha popped the question, Vegeta. Him and I are getting married", Bulma beamed happily and jumped on Vegeta to give him a hug.
Without thinking, Vegeta's arms immediately wrapped themselves around Bulma.
'No, I can't believe it. This can't be happening!', Vegeta thought.
