Snow Day

He watches Bulma scurrying around in the house, putting up decorations and other stupid frilly things. He doesn't understand why everyone is so jittery about this particular time of year, but he was beginning to find it an annoyance. He gazes out the window at the dead leafless trees that stood in the large front yard. He sighs while crossing his arms in their usual place. He was wearing a thin dark blue sweatshirt, black jeans, and his usual gold tipped boots, but he had to. The air was becoming cooler and even he was finding this rapid change in temperature too cold for his own comfort.
He turns to see Bulma hanging a cheery looking wreath onto the front door and his eyes wander up her long slender legs and to her nice little rump and her midsection then to her chest; the last to her face which he stopped to stare at longer. (Not that he didn't like what he saw below, but he didn't want her to catch him looking).
She certainly was beautiful, but he didn't know how to tell her this and he certainly didn't want to get close in fear of bonding with her. He was afraid of the outcomes of an unbreakable bond; he knew he was playing with fire here, but he didn't want to stop. He blinks and finds her walking towards him with a smile and her big blue eyes smarkling with some sort of unknown knowledge.
Her behavior was somewhat infectious because Vegeta found himself smiling back at her. He couldn't explain it but...it felt good. You...a feeling that I've never felt. How could something so weak...be so strong to even make me...Prince of the saiyans smile?
Vegeta looks up into her eyes from his seat on the lazy boy chair. He stands up to meet her gaze so he wouldn't feel any shorter than he was up to her. Their eyes were perfectly level. Both are 5'5" tall. Hopefully, when he reached his prime...he would grow taller, but till then he had to deal with it. Vegeta's heart pounds as he finds his hands resting on her hips and slowly manuevering his arms around her so she couldn't escape. His lips brush hers and rest on them for about 15 seconds. The strangest thing was that Bulma wasn't resisting and she trembles in his arms as he takes a hand full of her hair, feeling it agaist his fingertips.
Vegeta gulps, trying to resist his raging hormones and the urge to claim her right there. He releases her and takes a quick step back.
Bulma smiles shyly as the blood rushed to her cheeks, "Uh...V..Vegeta....Would you like to go shopping with me and the Son family for christmas presents?"
Vegeta cocks his head to the side, hiding his embarassment, wondering what the hell christmas was. "W..what is christmas?"
Bulma looks at Vegeta shocked. "You mean you don't know?"
Vegeta frowns, but instead of saying something cruel and hateful, he simply nods and begins to follow her outside to the car. What am I doing? Do I not have control over myself anymore?! I...what is happeningto me to make me so...so NICE!
Vegeta stops as Bulma proceeded to the car. He crosses his arms and tries to resist the desire to be close to her.
Bulma stops and stares at Vegeta, her cheeks still a little pink from the Incident
"Vegeta, if it's about what just happened I..."
"JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME WOMAN!" Vegeta's voice sounded frantic...almost as if he were forcing himself to say this. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE PLAYING WITH! SO JUST GET OUT OF MY HEAD QUICKLY BEFORE YOU DO SOMETHING THAT YOU MAY REGRET!"
He pushes her aside and flies away to god knows where.
Bulma watches as Vegeta's form disappeared into the distance.
"Vegeta...what are you so afraid of?"

Vegeta flies away as fast as he can, fighting the urge to go back and apologize for his sudden....actions. Of course, knowing how he was he doesn't go back but insteads continues his long flight to god knows where.
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Bulma climbs into the car, thinking about Vegeta's harsh words. She couldn't help but wonder what had forced Vegeta to say such a thing. She brushes away a stray teal blue hair from her face and sighs. Vegeta...whatever is going on in your head...it must be pretty bad, I've never seen you act this way in the year that you've lived here in Capsule Corp. Ever since me and Yumcha seperated I somewhat....like you...grrr...why do I have to be the one to fall for the arrogant bad boy types?! Curse you Vegeta!
Without another thought she starts the engine and drives away to the Son house.
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Vegeta lands in a lonely part of the wildnerness... He looks back once to see Satan City in the distance. If he wasn't mistakened...this was where he and Goku first fought. He could see small traces of scorched rocks and small craters from where they had shot many ki blasts. He sighs, "I've come so far since then... I have surprised myself so much with my sudden behavior change...but...I can't help it. I am....happy here. My past was something I have to still live in. Hmmmph, perhaps this is what my future has become. I am forever doomed to live on this damn rock till I get myself a better life."
His thoughts return to Bulma.
"Bulma..."
He sighs.
"I....I'm afraid that I have done it... I have bonded with that Earth woman. I can't get her out of my head. Why did I have to fall for her back on Namek? Damnit all to hell! I have to go back! I can't....be away from her....I.."
Vegeta hesitates when a white little speck falls from the sky and rests on his the tip of his nose then melts away.
"Nani?"
Vegeta looks up to see white stuff beginning to fall all around him. He stares at the stuff questioningly. I hate to sound like a baka, but what the hell is this shit?
Vegeta levitates into the air, barely spotting Satan City as the thick white stuff fell even harder. Vegeta's hot ki surrounds him, melting the crap that had begun to settle on his hair and clothing. It was certainly getting very cold for Vegeta and he stifles a violent shiver that traveled up his spine as a stinging gust of wind blew full in his face. "Damn, just when I thought my day could get any worse..I have this crappy..cold...white stuff covering me! Grrrr."
Vegeta slowly heads back home, struggling to see through the haze of whatever it was.
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Bulma, Chi Chi, Gohan, and Goku return from XMAS shopping. Goku and Gohan throw snow at each other while Chi Chi and Bulma carry the things inside.
Goku laughs as a misguided snowball wizzed by his head and landed in the bushes several feet behind him. "Ha Ha, you missed Gohan! I bet you can't hit me!!" Goku tilts his head to the side as yet another snowball sailed by.
Gohan runs at his father and the two wrestle around when suddenly Goku stops when he sees a pair of feet walking up the sidewalk.
Gohan takes the chance and shoves a snowball into his father's face. "Hehe heh. I gotcha...uh....woah." He stops to look at what his father was fixated on. He sees Vegeta slowly trudging up the sidewalk, his shoulders covered with snow as it continued to fall from the sky. His gravityless hair was somewhat covered with snow as well and Vegeta sorta looked like a bad attempt at frosty the snow. More like, Frosty the evil man.
Vegeta attempts to regain his diginity and tries to keep from showing how cold he was since he wasn't wearing very warm clothing. He shakes his head, a rain of snow falling onto the sidewalk.
"Hey Vegeta!"
Vegeta whips his head to the source of the voice, knowing that it was as always... "Nani Kakarotto?"
"Where have you been? You look cold...I mean your shivering. I think you need a nice warm jacket."
Vegeta sniffles lightly and ignores Goku. "Hmmph, I am not cold!" He brushes more white stuff away from his shoulders. "Nani is this crap?"
"Snow?," Goku asks while cocking his head to the side.
Vegeta glares at Goku. "What is it?," he demands.
Goku looks at Vegeta strangely. "You mean you've never seen snow before?"
Gohan smiles.
Vegeta feels the blood rush to his cheeks. He felt extremely stupid right now because whatever this stuff was... Goku and his hybrid brat knew and he didn't. "Damnit, just tell me and I'll be on my way!"
Goku gets up and approaches Vegeta. "All it is...is frozen balls of rain and stuff and it only falls in the winter. Snow is fun, you get to fight with it and build snowmen.."
Vegeta looks at Goku oddly. "Snowmen? Hmmph, I'm not even going to ask..." With that Vegeta was up the sidewalk and walks into Capsule Corp, slaming the door behind him.
Goku just shrugs his shoulders and resumes his snowball fight with his son.
Bulma and Chi Chi flinch when the slammed door rattles the house. They hear the squeaking of wet shoes agaist the tile floor in the door way then someone was walking across the carpet, and suddenly sneezes loudly.
Vegeta walks by the kitchen, sniveling and whiping his nose with a tissue he'd picked up from the coffee table.
Bulma and Chi Chi stare at the wet and cold Vegeta oddly.
Vegeta frowns. "The hell are you staring at?!"
Bulma and Chi Chi blink as Vegeta stomps down the hall to his bedroom, leaving them to their own thoughts.
Bulma sighs, wondering what had Vegeta gotten into to get so miserable looking. Was he catching a cold? She smiles. Oh well, the mighty saiya-jin prince was asking for it. He's the one who flew off without a jacket on.

Vegeta sneezes once more and he frowns. "Damnit, I hate winter! And...Snow." He walks into his bedroom and looks around in the darkness. He stares at his bed and finds it inviting. He doesn't bother to remove his wet clothing as he climbs onto bed and lays in the center. He thinks about the way Bulma had looked at him. Was she accually worried about him? He growls in frustration, his thoughts drifting to the kiss he'd given her earlier today. It had felt so right to him, his lips pressed to her in a lock of passion. His heart had nearly skipped a beat when he'd wrapped his arms around her waist and allowed himself to go. He somehow had to admit the fact that he loved her or he would continue to avoid her in hope of severing the bond that he'd now begun to form with her. She had no idea how much torture this was putting him through and he curls up into a fetal position. He shivers slightly waiting for sleep to overcome him. How could he allow his pride to fall to such a level that he'd even consider mating with a human woman? What would his father think if he saw him now? He was the last full blooded saiyan besides Goku. He contemplates the idea of never finding a mate and living a lonely life with no one to hold...no children to pass on his blood and power. Just a solitary life that had no meaning in which he'd slowly faded to the background where everyone regarded him with either fear or hatred. He shudders to think of what he might become if he allows himself to drift into the debts of depression.
Bulma... rrrrr...God damnit! I can't allow this! I can't just simply allow myself to stoop so low! What is this that I'm feeling?! I hate it!
As Vegeta fought the endless battle between his emotions and his pride he drifts into a deep sleep that seemed to carry on forever. He began to dream...
~~~~~Dream World~~~~~
He finds himself floating in a black void. The silence was eerie and he wonders what he is doing here. He sees an image of Bulma standing before him... his eyes widen as she walks towards him, her arms open and a smile crossing her rosey pink lips. He stares at her, taking in the beauty of her and he reaches out to her timidly, ignoring the boundaries that he'd set between him and the bond that he had begun to form without even realizing. Everything about her made him shiver with an excitement that felt alien to him. He slowly drifts up to her, his lips so close to her and then as he brought his arms around her she disappeared into a million sparkles of light.
His eyes widen as he searches around him. He finds nothing and the pain of that lose felt like ice in the pit of his stomach. Rebelling was making him dilutional. This was only a dream, but what if this really happened? What if he waited to long and she finally decided that he wasn't worth her time? He looks around him and finds a dark corridor that seemed like miles in length. He sees a dim light at the end and something deep inside him told him that she was there waiting for him. If he truly cared then he'd have to let go of the fear and pride that kept him from getting...close. He wanted her and he knew that, but he had to prove that to himself and if walking a few miles ment that, then that was the only way...so be it. He inhales and exhales then takes off for a dead run, knowing that this would be a long journey and along the way he'd meet some of his old peers, but now he was fearless and he wouldn't allow himself to become the old and lonely man that he had imagined. He would have her and the thing he would have to do after reaching the end of this corridor was to wake up and tell her what he felt. After what seemed like eons, he was halfway there, but suddenly a clear wall formed before him and he couldn't go any further. His gaze goes to the light at the end of the tunnel and he bangs his fists on the wall, wondering why it had formed. What was it that kept him from going any further? He hears a scream of terror, and he looks up to find the light fading and a horrid stench of rotting corpses in the air. "What the hell kind of dream is this?"
Vegeta finds himself lying in a pool of blood, the smell of death nearly making him gag. Something grabs his arm and he looks down to find a bloody, half decayed hand wrapped tightly around his arm, pulling him down into the heap of dead bodies that he now found that he was laying on. "What the hell is this?! Is this hell?" He looks away towards darkness to still see that light, twinkling above.
More hands grab different parts of his body and he can feel himself being pulled down, further away from that warm light where he knew she'd be there. He screams Bulma's name to the light in hopes of it coming to take him from this horrible stench and the dead bodies. He shudders as another corpse fell on top of him, its mouth hanging open as maggots squirmed inside and fell onto his chest, writhing and rubbing their slimey little bodies onto his skin. He thrashes wildly in the dead hands that gripped his limbs and he screams for Bulma again but is silenced as the blood that seeped from another corpse filled his mouth with its sickening taste and he gags, trying so hard to shut away this horrible scene and he looks at his arm and finds that it too was beginning to rot. He screams again, but realizes now that he was unable to as he was smothered in the heap of rotting corpses. Forever lost in death.
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Vegeta screams, thrashing in his sleep and suddenly bolts upright in bed, a cold sweat covering his body and hot tears flooding his eyes. His heart was beating so hard and fast that he thought it would jump right out of his rib cage. He barely notices his door being opened as a sob racked his body. He'd never had a dream that accually made him cry before but the thought of losing Bulma and dying in a heap of corpses frightened him. He tries to pull himself together, telling himself that it was just a dream. He breaths in deeply and feels something touch his back, trying to sooth him. He looks up with a jerk to find her sitting at his side. She was in her flanel night clothes and he realizes that he must have slept all day.
Bulma doesn't understand what she is doing as she rubs Vegeta's clammy back, telling him like a child that it all was just a dream. He was beginning to gather himself and become aware that she was there....at his side. She feels him shiver against her, and she realizes that his clothes were still damp. "Vegeta...you never got out of your clothes...you must be cold...I...you'll make yourself sick this way. Even saiyans need to be careful!" She helps him remove his shirt and strangely he doesn't resist.
Vegeta continues to shiver a little as Bulma brought a hand to his forehead and gasped.
"Vegeta! You've got a fever...no wonder! You've got the chills... That's what you get for staying in cold wet clothes without your heater on! You baka! Now you have me worried! Come on, I'll take you to my room and allow yours to heat up a bit. She walks over to the thermostat on the wall and clicks it on then helps him up to his feet with a blanket drapped over his shoulders. She leads the dazed and shivering Vegeta to her bedroom and demands that he strip down to his boxers.
In his feverish state, Vegeta slowly removes his jeans and allows Bulma to wrap a blanket around him and lead him to her bed.
Bulma knew Vegeta wasn't feeling well because he was accually doing everything she asked him without a single argument. She pulls back the thick covers and he climbs in and lays off to one side and closing his eyes, still shivering slightly.
Bulma rushes to the kitchen and minutes later she returns with many cups of hot tea, knowing that Vegeta would drink a lot. She props his head up with a pillow and brings the first cup to his lips. Vegeta keeps his eyes shut and drinks the hot tea, allowing the warmth to fill the pit of his stomach and spread throughout his body as he drank on to his 3rd cup, he looks up at Bulma through half shut eyes and he rests his hand over hers that held the cup. He gently squeezes her wrist and takes the last gulp of tea and continues onto the fourth cup as he continued to hold her hand till after the 7th. He pulls away and slowly rests his head onto the soft pillow. "Arigatou," he whispers.
Bulma smiles and takes all the empty cups back to the kitchen and returns to find him barely awake and watching her with tired eyes.
She sits on her side of the bed and looks over at him with a smile. "You keep to your side of the bed you hear..."
Vegeta smirks and closes his eyes.
Bulma turns off the light and slides down under the warm covers and listens to Vegeta's soft rythmic breathing as he slept.
She slowly drifts to sleep hoping that he'd be better in the morning.

Bulma awakens to find Vegeta pressed against her back with his arms held tightly around her waist. His face is snuggled into the hollow of her neck and she could feel his warm breath blowing against her ear. She turns her head a little and still notices his flushed cheeks, she rests her fingertips on his forehead and it still feels hot to the touch. She sighs, "Poor Vegeta..." Her fingers graze his windows peak and she smiles.
Vegeta stirs; his eyes half opening.
Their eyes meet and for the first time something happens between them, the completion of something that they both had begun to develope.
Bulma carefully rolls over till she was facing Vegeta. She could not describe the feeling she had for Vegeta as he laid before her...so vulnerable in his state. She brushes her fingers across his hot face and traces his hard jawline.
Even in his weakness, Vegeta pulls her to him and plants a kiss on her lips. They'd completed the bond and now all he had to do...
Vegeta's kissing slowly traveled from her lips to her neck where he stops.
Before Bulma could react she felt a sharp sting, then felt the tip of his tongue slowly dragging across the wound he'd made on her neck. "V...Vegeta...what did you do?"
He does not answer right away until his eyes eyes were locked with hers and he whispers. "I've marked you."
"Marked me?"
Vegeta nods. "You belong to me and no other man now. I've choosen you."
Bulma is silent having the feeling that she should be honored. She rests her palms agaist his face. "Your still burning up you know."
"Hai, I know..."
"You had me worried last night. I thought the worst when I heard you scream like that."
Vegeta sighs, closing his eyes for a moment.
"Your still weak Vegeta...you should rest most of the day."
"I love you..."
Bulma stops dead. "Nani?"
"I love you," came Vegeta's reponse as he pulls her to him and kissed her again. This time his kiss was more passionate as his tongue became involved in the matter.
~~~~~Later~~~~~
Bulma steps out of the shower, remembering the kiss and what Vegeta told her. She smiles as her heart soared. Was her search finally over? Had she finally found the one she'd been looking for? Vegeta may be an ass at times but he certainly knew how to capture her heart. She looks at the small bite wound on her neck. "I'm his now." She smiles wider this time as she dries her hair and begins dressing herself.
She walks out of the bathroom to find Vegeta laying on his stomach, sprawled out beneath the covers as he slept off his illness. She knew he'd be up and running by tomarrow, but today he'd be mostly sleeping. She guesses that he'd be wanting a whole lot of soup so she walks off to the kitchen, occasionally peering out the window at the heavy snow that fell from the grey sky.
~~~~~Dream World~~~~~
Vegeta finds himself fighting the corpses again but this time he wasn't sickened by their appearances and he holds his breath against the smell. He climbs up, knowing that she was there. If he got there then he'd forever be in her light and no longer in the dark...alone. Suddenly, his hopes soar upon thinking of this eternal protection and his strength doubles. His ki surrounds him and he bursts out of the heap of corpses like a bullet. He flies up to that light and finally...he is enveloped in warmth. He sees her standing before him, once again her arms are open to him and this time he runs into them and kisses her deeply. He holds her tightly to him, telling her he'd never let go. He'd forever be her loyal saiya-jin mate. He closes his eyes as he rests his head on her shoulder. He was finally at peace.
"Vegeta..."
"Hmmm?"
"Oh Vegeta..."
~~~~~End Of Dream World~~~~~
"Come on Vegeta..."
Vegeta stirs, a delicious aroma wavered before his nose, drawing him out of sleep. He opens his eyes while sniffing the air lightly. He finds Bulma standing at the side of the bed with a large bowl of soup on a tray that she held.
Bulma smiles. "Awww you look so cute...half buried in covers and your cheeks flushed like that. Tee-Hee."
Vegeta smiles weakly, finding this "cute" phrase slightly amuzing. He sits up, eager to eat.
Bulma feels his forehead and it was still hot, but she knew that he'd most definitely be better by tomarrow. She lays the tray in his lap and hands him the spoon, knowing that he was fully capable of feeding himself.
Vegeta takes the spoon and in a matter of minutes he had emptied the bowl and Bulma returned to the kitchen for several helpings more till finally, Vegeta was full and content.
Bulma laughs at how comfortable Vegeta looked beneath those covers, his belly full of hot soup and his fever slowly dieing. She almost has the urge to climb into bed with him and just rest in his arms, but she had work to do. She takes one last glance at his sleeping form before walking off to her lab to work on several of her projects.
~~~~~Later~~~~~
Vegeta swings his legs over the side of the bed with a grunt. He felt fit as a fiddle now, his fever gone. He streaches and yawns then realizes that he is still in his boxers. He smirks and looks behind him. He was in need of a shower because after having dreams like he'd had anybody would want to feel cleaner.
Vegeta walks into the bathroom and shuts the door behind him.
Bulma sighs, rubbing a little oil from her cheek only finding out that she'd smeared it even more. "Grrr...I'm all covered in oil. Well, I was working under a hover car most of the day. Boy, I never knew how much bad shape that thing was in till I got my hands on it. I need a shower." She walks off to her bedroom and she stops at her doorway to find the covers of her bed tossed aside and it no longer occupied. She turns her head and smiles upon hearing the sound of a shower running. He must be better now. Man, if I could heal as fast as a saiyan could, then I wouldn't have to worry about hurting myself when I'm working on things.
Suddenly, the door opens and Vegeta walks out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He smirks as Bulma looked away, blushing fiercely.
"Hmmph, do you not see anything you like?"
Bulma turns back around to see Vegeta looking at her and still standing with that towel around his waist as water dripped from his...oi, did he have a good body or what? HELL YEAH! Her heart beats a little faster. He was short and stood at her height, but he was compact. She'd never seen a body so perfect... Oooo she just wanted to take her hands and run them over his... "Heee eee," Bulma giggles upon realizing the dirty thoughts she was having. I'm turning into a hentai!.
Vegeta walks up to her, his eyes level with hers.
Bulma steps forward a little, their noses touching.
Vegeta whipes at the oil on her face. He kisses her gently on the lips. "Your dirty...perhaps....I can remedy that. I owe you for helping me last night..."
Bulma's heart pounds in her chest as she found herself unbuttoning her long sleeve shirt and allowing it to slide down her shoulders, exposing her bra.
Vegeta kisses her neck, sucking on the wound he'd given her that morning. He pulls back, leaving a small hickey surrounding the wound. He wanted people to know that she now belonged to him and only him.

Bulma shivers as she felt him leave her for a split second, the magic of his speed allowing him to turn on the water of the bath to an appropriate temperature then to return to her side all in a blink of an eye.
She leans against him as he shut the door behind her and then continued to remove her other articles of clothing. She meets his eyes and she pushes forward, latching onto his lips and sucking hungrily at his tongue. Vegeta was a whole new experience for her and she never realized how much she missed such attention till he'd touched her...bonding them. He'd even tasted her blood.
Vegeta knew she was a little nervous by the way she trembled upon his touch. He also knew she was excited, not in a perverse way, but more of a "I can't wait" type of excitement. He smiles as he brought his arms around her. He closes his eyes and kisses her once more.
Bulma allowed her trembling fingers to roam over the small of Vegeta's damp back. She goes lower, but is stopped short by the edge of the towel that was firmly held around his waist. She touches the towel timidly before resting her hand on Vegeta's firm rump and squeezing the left side of his buttocks. She could feel him tense slightly, the muscles in his butt becoming rock hard and difficult to grip beneath her palm.
Vegeta smirks as he scoops Bulma up into his arms.
Bulma squeals in alarm as the world around her suddenly went topsy turvy then suddenly she found herself in his arms as he carried her naked form to the bathroom.
Vegeta stops in front of the now full jacuzzi sized bathtub and with a shake of his hips he drops his towel, allowing his glory to be seen. He steps into the tub and slowly lowers till he was on his knees, waist deep in water with Bulma still in his arms. He smiles as she looked up at him with flushed cheeks.
Bulma couldn't believe that this was the same Vegeta who would never dare touch her a year ago and now she was his mate! Things were going so fast that she was having a hard to believing that this was the very same man who had insulted her with every horrible name a person could think of. She wraps her arms around his neck and rests her chin on his shoulder. "Please don't tell me this is just a dream..."
Vegeta slides down further into the water till they were as deep as the tub would allow them. (chest deep) He brings his lips to her ear and whispers, "This is far from being a dream woman. This is reality."
Bulma leaned back as Vegeta's arms held her waist and she lowered her head into the water, allowing the hot fluid to soak her teal blue hair.
Vegeta pulls Bulma back up and brings her face to his. He grabs the bar of soap and slowly brings it down her back. He massages her back with his other hand, bringing the soap to a fine lather and dipped her into the water and brought her back up. He repeated the process slowly over her whole body as Bulma allowed his hands to roam over areas that had been neglected of love for a long time. The love between them was strong and she stifles a moan as his hand grazed her womanhood once more.
Vegeta was getting the desired effect from his "mate" and he was finding delight in her little moans of pleasure as he touched her in a few places he found...inviting for his presence.
Bulma brought her hips against Vegeta's and she drapped herself over his shoulders, allowing him to continue his sensual cleansing.
Vegeta's desire to take her now was strong, but he had to have patience. Caring for one's mate was always a big rule to the saiyans and he had to abide by that rule, no matter what he felt. It was a custumary ritual that passed between saiyan couples and it always made the bond they shared stronger. Eloping was always the last thing in a ritual and was considered the main prize. The well awaited time for this moment was always worth it and Vegeta knew this, but as every eager male described it "It was a time when one thought he'd go mad in this slow heated passion." He could feel his heart pounding as he ran his fingers through her soapy hair. He gently lowers to the water and when at last he was finished Bulma was nearly as eager as he was. He grins, this woman was no ordinary human. Her love of adventure, bravery, and firey tongue of a saiyan female was what had attracted him to her in the first place. He practically considered her as a saiyan, but the only thing that differed her from his race was her lack of physical power and a tail. Well, he was missing his tail as well, but he'd lost it against his will. He missed his furry appendange, but with no moon what was the point of keeping it anyways? Maybe he'd consider trying to grow it back someday, but for now he was content. For what seemed like eons, their eyes were locked as their hearts pounded beneath their chests. Bulma blinks once and brings her face close to Vegeta's.
Vegeta held his breath, finding this closeness familar to his race. What surprised him the most was when he felt her teeth bite down onto his chin. He didn't know that she knew about the saiyan kiss. It symbolized the affection one mate had for the other and all he could do in response was to complete the kiss by biting the tip of her nose as she still kept her bite on his chin. Vegeta decided that he'd ask her about her knowledge of this "kiss" later, but now it was time for the completion of the ritual.
Bulma can feel Vegeta pulling her closer to him and she doesn't resist. As she felt him enter her the world seemed a little different to her as she felt his power flow into her. She shudders before falling into the passion of love making. She knew she'd never forget this moment she shared with Vegeta. She was his and now that she knew she was no longer alone, the world seemed a little less frightening.

Bulma tosses in her sleep and she reaches over to the spot to where Vegeta was laying. She searches blindly, hoping to find the touch of his bare skin against her fingertips. She frowns and slowly opens her eyes to find what she had feared. He was gone. She sits up while holding the cover to her chest. Bulma sighs, hoping that all of this wasn't just some sick dream. She slides out of bed and takes a shower, afterwards she slowly pulled on a royal blue long sleeve shirt and a pair of black jeans. She slowly exits her room and continues her daily morning ritual. She pours herself a cup of hot coffee and takes a seat at the table to read her favorite book while munching on a hot bagel with cream cheese.
Vegeta couldn't believe what he was doing out here with Kakarotto. He gazes at the taller saiyan whom was building some monstrosity with three different sized balls of the so called "snow." He frowns and pulls on a black Capsule Corp. jacket and the black gloves that Bulma's mother had provided him with to keep him warm. He'd left Bulma's side earlier that morning and he wonders when everyone would find out that he was now in saiyan terms her husband and she his wife. He sighs, wondering what she could be doing right now. As if on cue he turns his head to find her staring at him from the kitchen window, fully dressed and sipping coffee. He smirks before getting smacked in the face with a snowball.
Goku grins. "Gotcha Vegeta."
Vegeta turns his head to Goku and accually smiles. "So, you think you can hit me with this and get away with it eh?" Vegeta was in the mood to show off to Bulma; he wanted to impress her with his cooperation in the silly game of snowball fighting. He takes a handfull of snow and presses it together and throws it at Goku, hitting him on the shoulder.
Goku grins and throws a snowball back at Vegeta, hitting him square in the back.
Vegeta turns to Goku and laughs, "Alright, this means war!" He runs after Goku, throwing large handfuls of snow.
Bulma smiles from her stand at the kitchen window. It was so cute to see Vegeta accually having fun with the one he'd sworn up and down that was his enemy. She knew Vegeta considered Goku a best friend, but of course he would never dare to admit that to her or anyone in that matter.
Gohan flies down with Krillan to drop by and say hi to Goku and Bulma when they happened to see Vegeta chasing Goku around the yard and throwing snowballs at him while...laughing?!
Gohan and Krillan exchange surprised glances and wonder if what they are seeing is all a sick joke. They blink and return their gaze on the two saiyans as Vegeta hid behind a bush and Goku hiding behind a tree.
Goku peers from behind the pine tree only to receive a snowball square in the face.
Vegeta laughs triumphantly, ignoring the presence of Krillan and Goku's hybrid son Gohan. "Never underestimate the prince!"
Goku runs from behind the tree and makes a charge for the bush that Vegeta was hiding behind. He teleports and before Vegeta could move, Goku's handful of snow was in his face with a loud splat.
Vegeta fell back as Goku laughed out loud. "Heh heh, I bet you never saw that one comin'!"
Vegeta whipes away the snow and frowns. "Kuso, you cheat."
Goku laughs and skips away before Vegeta could run after him.
Bulma walks out while pulling on her dark purple C Corp. jacket and gloves. She smiles and sneaks up on Vegeta while he was preoccupied with Goku. She gives Gohan and Krillan a wink and grabs a handful of snow. She runs up and jumps onto Vegeta's back and smashes the snowball on top of his head.
Vegeta cries out in surprise and falls forward with Bulma still on his back.
"YAY! I got you," Bulma cries happily.
Vegeta turns his head as a bit of snow covered the bridge of his nose and lay in clumps on his head and shoulders. He was surprised to find that his attacker was nothing more than Bulma. He blinks, surprised to know that he'd allowed a human woman to sneak up on him. If there weren't witnesses he would have taken her into his arms and shown her what he felt about her sudden...attack. He smirks, thinking of the possibilities.
Bulma wiggles around a little to get Vegeta's attention and their eyes lock. She blinks as her hands held tightly to his shoulders.
Krillan blinks, wondering why Vegeta and Bulma were looking at each other like that. He looks from Bulma to Vegeta and coughs lightly. "Uh...achem..."
Vegeta and Bulma turn to Krillan, they both blush and Bulma quickly jumps off of Vegeta's back and stands over by Goku. She tries to hide behind him to hide her embarassement.
Goku grins, knowing from what the future traveler Trunks told him that Vegeta and Bulma would find each other's hearts. Goku decides to help defend Bulma. "Heh heh, she got you good eh Vegeta? right on the head you know... Good one Bulma," he replies while nudging Bulma's side.
Bulma laughs nervously.
Vegeta stands up and shakes the snow from his hair and shoulders. He glances at Bulma and gives her a secret smiles, then storms into Capsule Corp. never to be heard or seen from for the rest of the day.
Goku grins. Ah, love....

Bulma sits in her bed reading the book she'd been reading that morning. Somehow Goku seemed to notice the link that she had with Vegeta. He'd defended her and she'd thanked him, but he knew something and it showed in his eyes. Bulma sighs, resting the book on the empty spot that Vegeta had been laying on when he was ill. She felt lonely and she really wished Vegeta was here right now.
Christmas was only a few days away and she still hadn't thought of a present for Vegeta. She didn't know what he liked... She frowns, thinking hard on what Vegeta could possibly want besides an upgraded gravity machine. Her mind drew a blank once more and she growls in frustration. She looks up when she hears someone shuffling around in the hallway. She spotted Vegeta's shadow passing her doorway and she found herself throwing the covers aside and watching him walk back to his own bedroom from her doorway. She bites her lip, wondering what she could possibly say to him...
Vegeta whirls around to find Bulma standing at her doorway, watching him with hopeful eyes.
Bulma waves a few fingers at Vegeta and turns around to return to bed. What was she thinking?! She blushes slightly upon remembering making love to him and how gentle he'd been when he bathed her.
"Achem."
She stops dead in her tracks and turns to find him standing at her doorway.
"Do you really think I'd return to my bedroom when I have a much better one right here with you?"
Bulma stood silent.
"Well, speak up woman."
Bulma smiles timidly. "Then why were you going to your bedroom?"
Vegeta smirks. "I just wanted to see your reaction. Besides, my clothes are there... I don't suppose you'd want me strolling around in my birthday suit now would you? Silly woman, you'd like that wouldn't you?"
Bulma blushes and nods. "Hai..."
Vegeta walks towards her. "Allow me to repay you for your... little attack earlier."
Bulma gulps, expecting Vegeta to be angry. She squeezes her eyes shut as he rose his arm. Instead of hitting her, Vegeta brought his arm around her and pulls her to him. He kisses her.
Bulma immediately relaxes and allows the kiss to last a few more moments before she pulls away from him and climbed onto the bed. She turns to him expectantly.
Vegeta simply smirks. "Well, we'r certainly impatient aren't we? Hmph... I like that in a woman." Vegeta pounces onto Bulma and dives in for a kiss. He rests his weight onto her and the two continue kissing.
Bulma's mother passes the door and smiles as she quickly rushes to her own bedroom so as not to be noticed. At last...my little girl is in love. Those two make a lovely couple.
Vegeta tore at Bulma's nightgown savagely. He was feeling a little more than frisky tonight and his saiyan instincts were getting the better of him. He rips her clothes, throwing them carelessly behind him into a heap.
Bulma cries out in surprise as he used such force on her that she is a little more than shocked.
Her whimpering only fueled his growing ferality as he held her to the bed, nearly crushing her in his powerful arms.
Bulma struggles weakly, but her attempts only tired her as Vegeta pressed his lips to hers and sucked at her tongue hungrily.
Vegeta sat up for a moment, breathing hard as he tore his armor from his body and threw it amongst the other torn articles of clothing that lay on the floor.
Vegeta's heart began beating rapidly beneath his chest and yet he could not control this sudden change within him. He turns the lamp off, allowing the darkness to envelope them both.
Bulma breaths hard as her pain quickly turned to pleasure that set every nerve in her body on fire. She makes an attempt at pulling Vegeta's head from one of her breasts that he had latched his mouth onto.
Vegeta growls with frustration as he felt her palms press against his temples, trying to pull him away from his prize. He opens his eyes, trying to control his beastial behavior when he suddenly realized that their skin was glowing. He lifts his head, still breathing hard as he looks out the window to find the full moon shinning down upon them. The snow sparkled, reflecting the moon's light which now shone upon him and his mate. He gazes at the moon for the longest time, his rapid breathing slowing, but his heart still racing.
Bulma looks up at what Vegeta was focused on and her eyes widen. Since when did the moon come back? Was this the reason why Vegeta suddenly was acting so...feral?
Vegeta looks back down at Bulma, her pale skin glowed in the silvery light, lining her every curve. His heart began to pound even harder, the blood in his veins burned like fire as he once again dove down, burying his head in the crook of her neck. He bit her shoulder, drawing blood in the same spot he'd bitten 2 nights ago. He sucked hungrily at her sweet blood, once again causing Bulma to tremble in pleasure beneath him. Vegeta enters her, thrusting her body up with a jerk.
Bulma throws her head back, moaning loudly as a mild orgazm shook through her body in waves of fire. Vegeta could barely contain himself as he thrusted even harder. He grits his teeth, his body tremoring with sudden chills that tore up his spine. He cries out in shock as his racing heart throbbed in his ears, defening him. What was happening to him? Was he going mad?
Bulma stares wide eyed as Vegeta threw his head back and growled deep in his throat. Suddenly she jolts as she felt his power surge into her. She was in such shock upon such power that she couldn't find her breath and she struggles beneath him.
Vegeta began thrusting into Bulma once more as his aura began to glow around him. He was unaware that he was sharing his power with Bulma as well.
Bulma catches her breath in deep gasps as she soon began to adjust to the numbing sensation that was spreading throughout her body. She looks up at Vegeta through half shut eyes as the moon bathed them in its light. Vegeta stares down at her as sweat clung to his forehead and body.
Bulma's brings her hand up to his cheek and feels him lean into her palm, rubbing his face in it. Bulma feels something brush her leg, but she was to occupied with Vegeta's sudden behavior to care. "The moon Vegeta... it's making you act strangely."
"I...I can't control it...Bulma," Vegeta mutters between deep breaths. Bulma looks from the moon to Vegeta. There was no way that the moon could have been brought back... the dragonballs had been recently used on wishing everyone back from the dead. Suddenly the moon flashed and died out, sending them both into darkness. Bulma and Vegeta both stare at the empty sky, wondering what the hell had just happened.
Vegeta can feel his racing heart beginning to calm again and he sighs with relief.
Suddenly, a small intercom at Bulma's bedside table beeped.
Vegeta turns to the device and watches as Bulma fumbled with the object and spoke into it. "Hai, tousan?"
Vegeta blinks, wondering why Bulma's father would be calling her while they were in the middle of making love. He frowns.
Dr. Briefs spoke from the other end. "I'm just letting you know that I'm doing an experiment on an illusion of light. I designed an instrument that can create an artificial moon. I was just experimenting on it... I hope I didn't make you nervous. heh heh. Gomen, if I woke you."
Bulma sighs. "Lie, tousan you didn't wake me. Just warn us next time you try that... Vegeta nearly went postal."
Vegeta's eyes widen and he blurts out. "I DID NOT!"
Bulma slaps her hand over his mouth. "That was Vegeta...he um.. sorta noticed the moon and came to ask me about it..."
Vegeta frowns as his words were muffled by her hand. "You liar..."
Bulma turned the intercom off and set it back on the table. She looks up at Vegeta. "Gomen Vege-Chan, I don't think my father's ready to hear that I'm bonded to you."
Vegeta snorts. "Che...so what if he knows. What the hell is he going to do about it?"
Bulma smiles with flushed cheeks as she still realizes that her and Vegeta were still... "lovingly attached" (You know...)
"Next time warn me when he decides to bring back the full moon, we saiyans tend to get a little wild.
"Hai, I sorta figured that out when you nearly crushed me and even growled at me."
Now it was Vegeta's turn to blush. "Hmph."
Bulma smiles seductively. "But I liked it."
Vegeta smirks as he leaned down to kiss her once more. He wraps his tail around her arm... Wait... His eyes widen. He sits up suddenly and stares wide eyed along with Bulma at her arm which now had a long brown tail wrapped around it.
(Yes, I know. I bring Vegeta's tail back in all my stories. So what! I happen to like saiyan tails ya know!!!!)
Vegeta's mouth opens to say something, but he is suddenly at a lose for words.
"Th..the moon must've...," Bulma stammered in shock.
Vegeta found his voice and replies. "Heh, well... at least your old man is good for something. He brought back something that I thought I'd never see again."
Bulma touches the tail timidly. She hadn't touched one since Goku had a tail as a kid. She'd forgotten how soft the fur felt till now.
Vegeta swats her fingers away and frowns. "Watch it woman!!! Even though I may beable to tolerate it.. my tail is still very sensitive!"
Bulma giggles.
Vegeta releases his tail from her arm and wraps it around his waist. He finally felt whole again. He smirks. "Now where were we?"
Bulma stares at Vegeta wide eyed. "But, I mean your tail....and th..the artificial moonlight will make you change...aren't you worried about..."
Vegeta holds his fingers over her lips. "Don't worry about that woman! That's not important now...besides, I can control my transformation... unlike Kakarotto and his brat."
Bulma was speechless.

Vegeta stares at the ceiling as Bulma slept at his side. She was exhausted after what Vegeta had done to her. He smirks. The woman had spunk. Vegeta turns to face her and he smiles. She was definitely the one he'd been looking for... he only wonders what type of life he'll live with a human mate and if she will bear him children. He sits up. He was hungry and the urge to hunt was strong. He supposed that it was the effect of the artifical moonlight that gave him this urge. He scoots to the edge of the bed.
"Vegeta?"
Vegeta stops and turns to Bulma to find her awake.
"Vegeta, where are you going?"
"Hunting," Vegeta replies.
Bulma sits up, the blanket falling away from her chest to expose her glorious nudity.
Vegeta can feel himself becoming arroused.
"I want to come with you Vegeta..."
Vegeta chuckles. "Woman, you'd never beable to keep up with me, let alone kill anything."
"I want to go!"
"Your serious aren't you woman?"
Bulma nods.
"Well, then... there is much for you to learn. Get dressed."
Bulma didn't need to be told twice, she hopped off the bed, her exhaustion gone.
Vegeta pulls on his own clothes and turns to find Bulma bending over, her firm little rump hitching up into the air. He smirks and walks towards her. Although he was clothed, he wraps his arms around her.
Bulma quickly stood with a yip of surprise. She blinks, feeling the heat rise from Vegeta's groing which he had against her butt. She felt his hand cup her breast and stroke her nipple with his thumb. "Having second thoughts Vegeta?"
Vegeta smiles. "Maybe..."
Bulma laughs while pulling on her clothes. "I've always wanted to know what it felt like to hunt. What's it like?"
Vegeta sighs. "An adrenaline rush."
Bulma smiles and pulls on her gloves. "You better stay warm. It's 15 below zero out there."
Vegeta nods and pulls on his coat. "It's a bit harder to hunt in the winter, but it makes it even more challenging that way."
Bulma nods and takes Vegeta's hand as he led her to the front door. She glances at her wrist watch to find that it was 3:23 a.m. She is welcomed by a rush of freezing cold hair upon her face and she was beginning to have second thoughts of hunting.
Vegeta felt Bulma shiver and he wraps his arms around her and surrounds them both with his ki. He smirks before flying up into the air towards the forest.
Bulma gazes at the snow covered Earth below her. It was all breath taking from this perspective. She turns towards Vegeta and finds her face next to his. She smiles, nuzzling the side of his face with her nose.
Vegeta smirks and looks down to find the perfect spot. He lands and releases Bulma. "Now it's time for the fun to begin. I'll be right back. I'm going to pinpoint where we can find deer and then I'll come and get you. If you have any trouble at all, I'll know through our bond. Understand woman?"
Bulma nods.
"Good." Vegeta leans forward and kisses bulma before flying off into the cloudy sky.
Bulma watches Vegeta fade into the night. She gazes at the clouds for a moment, she knew that it was going to snow again. She was anxious to have the thrill of hunting at Vegeta's side. She sighs, her breath coming out as white puffy smoke. She turns her head when she hears something snap behind her. She blinks. This forest always makes me nervous... especially at this early in the morning. Oh well, I suppose I should make myself comfortable."
Bulma turns her head when she hears something rustling nearby. "Great, it better not be some ferocious beast here to eat me or I'm going to be pissed." She catches the glow of a pair of eyes. She watches the animal, her heart pounding. Shit, a wolf. Where there's one... there's a pack. She steps back. I must remain calm. If I had only brought the capsule with my gun in it.
The grey colored wolf emerges from the bushes and stops at the edge of the clearing. It watches Bulma while licking its chops. Then another wolf emerges from a nearby bush.
Bulma's eyes widen. Damnit, why does this always have to happen to me? She backs away only to hear a low growling from behind her. The only thing that ran through her mind was to run. So she does.
Bulma runs as fast as her legs can carry her. She didn't stop as branches whipped at her face and tore at her clothing. She knew if she stopped that they'd have her and then she'd be dead. She looks behind her to find the wolves at her heels. They growled and nipped at her ankles forcing her to run even harder.
Vegeta looks up from a group of deer he'd found and he knew she was in trouble. Damnit that woman. She's always attracting some type of trouble.
Bulma runs as hard as she can. suddenly, she felt something snag at her ankle and she fell, her body sprawling onto a smooth white surface. The wolves weren't following her and Bulma knew why. She looks around her to find that she'd fallen upon a frozen lake. Shit! If I move I'll fall through. Okay, remain calm. At least they won't come after you. She turns her head to see the wolves pacing the edge of lake and some start wandering towards her. Her eyes widen and she carefully scoots on her stomach farther to the center, hoping that the wolf wasn't following her. Suddenly, something beneath her cracked. "Shit."

Bulma's eyes widen. "Oh god, please.... don't do this..." The ice began to crack even more. Before Bulma knew it, she was in the ice cold water and sinking fast. She struggles to the surface but the current of the water that fed into the nearby river was pulling her under. She fights the black, frigid waters, but her body heat was quickly fading and her lungs were burning. She needed air and if she didn't find any she was going to die. She turns her head and finds solid ice above her. She bangs on the ice with all her strength. She was so scared, she didn't want to die. She was too young and Vegeta needed her... she needed him. She stops fighting the ice, knowing that her death was close. she begins to sink down into the blackness. She stares ahead with wide eyes as she releases the air she held in her lungs.
Water begins to fill her lungs. Vegeta...
Vegeta dives into the water and grabs Bulma's jacket and holds her to him tightly. GOD DAMN, the water was cold. His ki surrounds him as he shoots through the ice like a bullet. He had to get her home and fast. In seconds he had burst through the front door and shut it behind him. He then ran to her bedroom and into her bathroom. He began to tear away her clothing, exposing her cold, naked body. Her eyes were open and she was dead. Her ice blue lips were parted as her face held an expression of fear. Vegeta refused to allow her to die this way and he had confidence. He begins to pump her chest, ignoring his own wet clothing for the time being. He surrounds his body with ki to warm himself and her body.
Bulma wasn't responding.
Vegeta rolls her over and onto his knee. He rests his hand on her back and gives her a hard nudge. He continues, knowing fully well that her lungs were full of water. "Wake up woman! I said fucking wake up!" He hits her back again causing Bulma to cough up water from her lungs. She heaves in, making a gurgling noise as she coughed up another pint of water.
Vegeta holds her close as he warmed her with his ki. He pats her back, helping to force the water from her lungs.
Bulma continued to cough till she was gasping for air.
Vegeta pulls her against him, breathing against her neck. "I'll never leave you alone again."
Bulma was still in shock and was unable to respond. She begins to shiver violently and Vegeta flares his ki even more till at last the color began to return to Bulma and her lips were a rosy pink. She leans against Vegeta and holds onto him tightly, not wanting to let go.
Vegeta begins tearing away his own clothing. "I think you've had enough excitement for one night woman. Hmmph, you attract trouble wherever you go." He stands up, wearing only his pants and shoes. He turns on the shower and made sure the water was hot enough. He pulls aside the sliding glass door and climbs in with Bulma in his arms. He pulls the door back into its place and slides down onto the floor of the shower stall. He holds Bulma tightly to him. "I almost thought I lost you there woman. Don't you ever do anything stupid like that again you hear me?"
Bulma smiles weakly and leans against Vegeta, allowing the hot water to wash away her chills.
Vegeta cradles her, not caring that he is still wearing his jeans and boots. All he cared about now was his mate's safety. He wraps his tail around her thigh and leans his head against hers. He kisses her forehead. "You just rest woman, you saved my life and now it's my turn to save yours. You are my mate, I'd save your life a thousand times without hesitation. You'er too special to me... you hear you baka?"
Bulma looks up and even though they were both wet she knew Vegeta was crying. Crying for her... "Vegeta..."
Vegeta holds her as tightly as he can and sobs once. "You scared me woman!"
Bulma looks up and reaches up, resting a hand on his cheek. "It's okay now Vege Chan.... I'm alive....I'm just so tired."
Vegeta nods as he sniffles lightly.
Bulma whipes his tears away with her fingers and smiles. "I won't tell if you won't."
Vegeta smirks. "Deal."
Bulma nods, resting her head against Vegeta's chest, feeling the brush of his tail against her thigh.
Vegeta looks down at her and smirks. Perhaps there is a reason to stay on this damn rock. My mate....Bulma..."

A little oveA little over a week has passed since that day and it was finally Christmas Eve...
Vegeta follows Chi Chi through the mall. He really hated being here with Kakarotto's mate, but it was for a particular reason. He'd gone to Chi Chi that morning and told her of the gift that he wanted to get for Bulma, but he wasn't any good at finding the gift that he wanted for his mate. Chi Chi had agreed with Vegeta, promising that she wouldn't tell a soul of what he'd told her.
Now here he was, following her through the crowded mall, people of all ages rushing around to buy last minute gifts for their loved ones. He sighs as he follows Chi Chi to a particular store. She smiles at Vegeta and leads him to a glass covered counter. He looked inside the glass and he looked around at the various items. There were so many to choose from and he sighs, wondering if he would ever beable to find what he needed. He walks over to the next counter and upon reaching it his eyes found the perfect one... the one he'd imagined. He smirks as Chi Chi stood at his side and looked down at what he was pointing to.
Chi Chi smiles. "Wow, that'll be just perfect for her!" She calls to the man behind the counter and he walks over to her with a smile. "Have you found something that you want ma'am?"
Chi Chi nods. "Hai, I want that one there. Oh, could you have it wrapped as well?"
The man smiles. "Yes ma'am!"
Vegeta felt a smile cross his lips, he was starting to get into this christmas spirit thing, it was contagious.
~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~
Bulma sighs. She and Vegeta hadn't been together for a while and she supposed that it was because they were both nervous about everyone knowing of their love for one another. She was almost two weeks late for her period. There was no real cause for alarm, she'd been late before. Sometimes periods were irregular, but this time she was sure that it was something more than just an irregular period. She stares at the little piece of plastic that she'd bought. She took the test and now she had to wait 5 minutes. "Argh, this is so frustrating!!! The suspence was killing her. This test better be right! I spent 30 dollars for the best one I could find!" She glares at the little timer as it ticked the seconds away. She watches the clock's face as more seconds passed. She was so into it that when the timer's bell rang she nearly jumped 10 feet into the air. She breaths in deeply and pics up the piece of plastic and stares at it. "Oh my damn...."
~~~~~Later~~~~~
Vegeta holds the gift in his hands. He studies it's pearly white wrapping and the metallic green bow that sat on its top. On a little tag it read,

To: Bulma
From: Vegeta

Vegeta was feeling a little more than anxious to give Bulma his gift. It took a lot to go to the Son house and tell Chi Chi what he wanted to get Bulma. She had stared at him for moment, wondering if he ws lying or not. She had taken one look at Vegeta's face and she knew he was serious. He was never the joking type. She had smiled at him and told him that she'd help and that she was happy that he and Bulma had developed a relationship. She understood that Vegeta wanted to get her a present to express his love to her. So, he told her what he wanted to get her and Chi Chi had excitedly taken him to the car and drove him to the mall. Now, here he sat back at the Son house with Goku sitting across from him. The two had sat down at the kitchen table.
Goku and Vegeta had been staring eye to eye for a long time. Goku knew something and Vegeta knew that Goku knew something, he just didn't know what it was. Vegeta frowns, his eyes squinting a little as he stared into Goku's eyes.
Goku squints back.
You could practically see the electricity sparking between them, daring one another to see who would blink first. After much silence Goku blinks and sighs. "Eh...you win, I've never been the staring type of person anyway."
Vegeta smirks. "Hah. You never give up so easily unless you have something on your mind."
Goku scratches the back of his head, "Well."
Vegeta blinks. "Well what?"
"I think it's okay to tell you now. It's already been done and so I'm sure nothing bad will happen now."
Vegeta gives Goku an odd look. He was growing irritated with him and Goku knew this. "Well, tell me already damnit!"
Goku smiles. "Alright, you remember when that boy named Trunks came?"
Vegeta frowns. "Hmmph, how could I forget. The brat couldn't stop starring at me."
Goku chuckles. "I thought you would've figured it out by now, but oh well."
Vegeta growls.
"The reason why that boy was staring at you is because he's your future son."
Vegeta's eyes widen and at that moment the whole kitchen fell silent accept for the sound of the livingroom clock ticking.
Vegeta tightens his lips, unable to find his voice. He was beyond shocked.
Goku clears his throat while glancing nervously at Vegeta. "Well, anyways. The boy told me that his mother is...Bulma... and that you both would find each other. All of that has come true."
Vegeta could feel his cheeks becoming hot from blushing. It was all true and he knew that Goku knew about what he and Bulma had been doing together for the last 2 and a half weeks. He sighs. "Hmmph, I always wondered why that brat resembled me so much."
Goku sighs with relief. "I'm just glad your not mad at me."
Vegeta smirks. "Now why would I be mad at you?"
Goku blinks. "Um."
Vegeta rolls his eyes and returns his gaze to the present that lay before him. "So, should I give this to her tomarrow?"
Goku thinks. "Well, she's having a party tonight and I think you should give it to her tonight you know? If you really love her then you'll let everyone know that you care about her."
Vegeta gulps. "Everyone?"
Goku smirks. "Your not scared are ya?"
Vegeta stands up and growls. "Me?! Scared?! PAH! I am the prince of saiyans! I fear nothing!"
Goku grins. "Great! Then I'll see you at the party!"
Vegeta nods. It was about time that he got home. It was getting late and he wanted to be there in time before Bulma had this so called "party" of hers.
Vegeta lands in the front yard and walks through the front door. He could feel through their bond that Bulma was a little flustered. He supposes that it's because of the party or something. He looks around to find that the large livingroom had been rearranged to be prepared for the many guests that would be arriving. He turns the corner to find Bulma standing there. He frowns as she stared at him silently. "Nani?"
Bulma blinks and turns back to what she'd been doing. "Nothing..."
Vegeta gives her a suspicious look as he approaches her. He wraps his arms around her and presses his crotch against her butt. "So you want to play hard to get neh woman?" As he held her waist he brings his arms around her, when suddenly he could feel something strange about Bulma and his nose was suddenly filled with the scent of cinnamon. Before he could figure it out Bulma had squirmed out of his arms and she stood a few feet away from him, her cheeks flushed and a smile on her lips.
Vegeta blinks and chuckles. "You are a strange woman." He turns away and walks to his room while sliding his hand into a hidden inner pocket on the left breast of his jacket. The gift was still there and he smiles to himself before disappearing down the hall, his tail flicking this way and that.
~~~~~That evening~~~~~
Bulma stood before her full body mirror in a long sleeved, tight red dress that stopped just above mid-thigh. It went down in the front just enough to reveal a little bit of clevage. Her hair was up in a bun with curls falling around it. She sits down onto her bed and pulls on her red high heels. She suddenly had the feeling she wasn't alone and she could sense him through their bond. She looks up to find Vegeta standing in the doorway wearing a white button up shirt with black dress pants and shoes. The top three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing part of his muscled chest. Bulma smiles, oh yes... Vegeta was gorgeous. Oh yes, she sure knew how to pic her men and this one was definitely a keeper.
She pulls on her other high heel and she stands up and smiles. "Do you like what you see?" She turns around in a full circle.
Vegeta gulps as he could feel the heat rising from his groing. She certainly knew how to turn him on. It made him glad that she was his mate, because she belonged to him and no one else. He steps forward, catching a whiff of cinnamon again. He couldn't quite place it, but by the look Bulma was giving him he had a feeling that she knew something he didn't.
She steps up to him and gives him a swift kiss before disappearing down the hall to answer the door.
Vegeta looks behind him. "I'm bound to find out what's wrong with her."
Bulma sighs and finds the Son family and Krillan at the door. She welcomes them in with a smile. She falls silent when Chi Chi winks at her and heads to the livingroom with her husband. Bulma blinks, wondering what that was all about. Chi Chi knew something and she was bound to find out what it was. She looks outside to find her old flame Yumcha walking up to the door. He smiles timidly at her. "Hey Bulma, ya look great."
Bulma smiles. Even though their relationship had long since ended, she still considered Yumcha a good friend no matter how much of a jerk he seemed. She nods to him lets him pass her.
Eventually everyone had arrived and was having a great time. They were all exchanging gifts to one another, laughing about jokes and eating the great food that had been made. Bulma stood by the christmas tree with her gift in her hand. She wanted to give it to Vegeta before his saiyan senses picked it up.
(Narrator: If you recall, when a female is pregnant, the female gives off different types of scents. To the saiyan male, she usually smells like spices, ginger, cinnamon or even vanilla... Now you know)
There had been a couple close calls, but he was still clueless. She looks over towards the other side of the room to find Chi Chi talking to Vegeta about something. She wonders what it is.
"Go on you baka. It's now or never," Chi Chi replies to Vegeta. "I didn't go through all that trouble with you for nothing you know!"
Goku glances at his wife and Vegeta. He knew what they were talking about. He smiles at Vegeta, motioning with his eyes to go on and do it.
Vegeta holds the present protectively against his chest as he sighs and slowly approached Bulma. The look on his face was priceless. Vegeta's cheeks were flushed and his expression was soft.
Everyone stopped to look at Vegeta as he stopped in front of Bulma and handed her the gift.
Vegeta's tail tightens around his waist. He was really nervous and it was hard for him to hide it with everyone staring at him.
Bulma smiles as she hands Vegeta her gift to him. Vegeta blinks, wondering what Bulma could have possibly gotten for him.
Bulma smiles. "I want you to open yours first Vegeta."
Vegeta nods and tears at the corners of the paper and allows it to fall to the floor. He now had a gold colored rectagular box in his hands. He lifts the small lid and found a note inside with a golden chain that had a strange little amulet hung at the bottom. He lifts the necklace up and stares at the little amulet oddly. His eyes widen when he realizes that it was the royal symbol of Vegetasei. "But how did you?"
Bulma smiles. "I have my sources, but your not done yet. Read the note."
Vegeta opens the note and he began to read. The letter said,

Dear Vegeta,
This letter isn't long so I'm just simply going to say it plain and straight. Congratulations. Your a daddy.

Vegeta looks up from the letter to Bulma and stares at her wide eyed. He blinks, unable to find the words to say anything, he'd been doing that a lot lately.
Bulma blushes. "I'm pregnant."
Many gasps could be heard coming from Krillan and Yumcha's direction.
So that's why she smelled like cinnamon. Hmph, I'm so gullible. Vegeta takes the necklace and brings it around his neck, fastening it's clasp. He smiles, barely able to contain his joy. "Your turn now woman..."
Bulma nods and begins opening her gift. She found a royal blue velvet box, her heart skips a beat. She knew what this ment. She opens the box to find a gold ring with a heart shaped diamond that had a blue saffire stud on each side of it. She feels tears rimming her eyes as Vegeta took the box from her hand and got down on one knee.
Vegeta looks up at Bulma as he took her hand in his. He could feel all eyes on his back, but right now he didn't care. "Bulma, will you marry me?"
Bulma sobs as tears fell from her eyes. "Yes."
Vegeta takes the ring and slides it onto her left ring finger. He stands up staring into her gorgeous blue eyes. "I'm not a prince anymor

e... I'm a King now."
Bulma sobs again and glances up for a moment. We'r standing under mistletoe you know?"
Vegeta blinks, his cheeks still flushed. "Neh?"
"That means your supposed to kiss me you silly baka..."
Vegeta smirks. "Don't mind if I do." He wraps his arms around Bulma's waist and presses his lips to hers.
At that moment, everyone cheers, congratulating the engaged couple.
He'd become a husband and a father all in one day. Ah yes, Vegeta definitely had his life cut out for him....