Bra looked up at Trunks, gripping his leg from fear of what was going on inside the house. Seeing her brother’s weak smile she questioned just what he was smiling about but she didn’t ask.
Inside, the fight had left from the dog as Bulma and Vegeta were now arguing over character and personality.
“YOU ARE SUCH A JERK! YOU KNOW THAT?!” Bulma snapped poking him in the chest.
Vegeta sharply smacked her hand away, “DON’T TOUCH ME!”
“I’LL DO WHATEVER I WANT!!”
“OH NO YOU WON’T! YOU’RE MY WOMAN AND YOU’LL DO AS I SAY!”
“I AM NOT YOUR PROPERTY VEGETA! YOU WILL NOT CLAIM ME AS A PRIZE!”
“I’LL DO WHATEVER I WANT! I’M THE PRINCE OF THE SAIYAN RACE!”
“THE RACE IS DEAD AND SO ARE YOU!!!” Bulma yelled then stopped.
Vegeta stopped as well and looked at her. Bulma quickly and gently put her hand to her mouth. She had not meant to say that. They both stood there facing each other quietly not saying a word. Bulma then looked at him as Vegeta crossed his arms and looked away. She reached out and gently touched his arm this time receiving no resistance. Tears flooded her eyes as Bulma suddenly embraced him. Vegeta lowered his hands to his side and then gently wrapped them around her. Burying her face into his shoulder, Bulma’s tears absorbed into his shirt. Vegeta leaned against her and smiled feeling her against him.
As they broke apart, Bulma rested her hands on his arms, still wrapped around her. Vegeta smiled at her softly as she looked up to him.
“OH COME ON! KISSY KISSY!” Goku yelled peering inside.
Hearing him, Vegeta immediately dropped his arms from her and yelled at him, “SHUT UP!”
Goku laughed as he walked into the kitchen, Vegeta glaring at him. He walked over to Bulma who was laughing lightly at his joke. He leaned down and kissed her cheek as she hugged him. Goku then looked at Vegeta, giving him a big smile. Vegeta just narrowed his eyes at him.
“I can’t believe you two actually made it,” Bulma said wiping away a fear more tears.
“We almost didn’t,” Goku said cheerfully with a smile.
As everyone began going inside, Trunks and Bra remained outside with Piccolo. Trunks then sighed and motioned for Bra to follow him. Piccolo watched them as the two walked inside. Trunks pushed his way past the crowd and up to his father. Seeing him Vegeta just looked at Trunks. Trunks looked him in the eye sharply knowing that his father was probably judging him. Vegeta did not say a word as he placed his hand on Trunks’ shoulder and then smiled at his son; something Trunks rarely saw him do. Remembering himself, Trunks moved away from his father’s touch and extended his hand out to Vegeta.
Goku as well as Vegeta looked at it skeptically, but Vegeta just nodded and then shook Trunks’ hand. Trunks then retreated back into the crowd heading back outside.
“Seems a bit shyer than usual,” Goku mumbled leaning over to Vegeta.
Vegeta didn’t respond to it but he knew what Goku meant. His son did seem to be a bit stiff than what he used to be. Bulma smiled as she saw a little shy figure hiding behind Gohan. She squatted down and opened her arms as a small girl approached and hugged her. Bulma picked Bra up and looked at Vegeta. Vegeta just looked at her.
“Vegeta, this is Bura, Bra, Briefs,” Bulma said.
Vegeta looked at Bra for a few minutes. Bra returned his glance. He was a bit more intimidating than Goku. His eyes seemed to be cold almost as if he was frozen in ice. The room was pretty silent as everyone stood there waiting to see Vegeta’s reaction to his new addition. However Vegeta said nothing and then pushed his way past everyone and went outside. Bulma smiled as she watched him go, knowing that he was probably very happy inside. Bra just watched and then turned towards her mother. She didn’t like Vegeta. He was too quiet and cold. He didn’t even say hello to her. He just stared at her like there was something wrong with her. As Goku watched Vegeta leave he turned and saw Bra’s reaction. He then smiled warmly and walked up to her as she remained in her mother’s arms.
“Hi Bra, I’m Goku,” Goku said with a smile.
“Hi,” Bra said quietly.
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