Rating: Pg-13 for the fights and arguments between Vegeta and Chichi. Genre: Romance/Action (get all those guys in one group and it's a sure thing!) Disclaimer: All characters in this story are copyrighted their respected owners including animation studios, merchandising/licensing groups and multimedia companies. The only one I claim responsibility for is Trunks' bride to be.

Out of all the beings in the universe, why did my boy have to choose her? To have her as a mate...She's as bad as Kakarrot, if not worse. The Kais forbid that there's anything more idiotic than that lower class Saiyen.

Take the wedding, which got held up because she forgot to come. It was bad enough to hear that but having to deal with my woman making preparations all week and that boy whining because he couldn't see her...I swear. It was like there was a death in the family or something. And the menial labor that woman made me do...She wanted a pond for some stupid little flower. What do I care about things looking nice?

"Vegeta, quit complaining. It's just a simple hole," she said and I looked at her.

"Why can't the boy do it?" I asked and she folded her arms. Wonderful. Now I've gotten her going. Her mouth is like a roaring river sometimes.

"Fine. If you don't think you can handle a little hole..."

"Woman are you doubting my strength?" I demanded and picked up the shovel and shoved it into the ground.

"Well you've broken it. Now what, tough guy? Are you going to dig it with your hands? Not in that shirt you're not."

"What's going on?" that boy of mine asked as he walked up to us.

"Well Trunks, if your father would cooperate we'd get a pond made to put the lillies in," she said and I glared at her. Why does she belittle me this way?

I should just blast a hole...Why not? I stood up and quickly directed an energy blast to the ground.

"There woman. There's your hole in the ground."

Like I said, she was like that all week, but nothing could compare to what happened the next day....

"Put it on Vegeta. You're NOT wearing those old training clothes today."

"I REFUSE to look like a pressed flower."

"It's just for today. Besides, you want to look better than Goku, don't you?"

Kakarrot. I can imagine the warpath his mate is on. I actually feel sorry for him. How he can stand that woman is beyond me...

"Not that one Goku! The black one!" Chi-chi cried and I hold up another pair of pants.

"You mean this one? Okay, but I liked how the other one fit better, Chichi," I said and she folded her arms.

"That jacket and those pants are two different styles. You CAN'T wear them together."

"Okay, but I don't see why it matters."

"It matters Goku. Now put this on."

"A tie?! But Chichi...I don't like ties. They make my neck feel tight."

"I bet Vegeta is wearing one."

"I bet Bulma's having a hard time with him..."

"NO! I will NOT wear it!" I protested and she looked at me in annoyance.

"Will you stop yelling? It's only a tie."

"I already look like an over-stuffed simian. I'm NOT wearing that neck brace."

"Tie."

"Whatever."

"And you're putting it on."

"Mom..." the girl said as he walked into the room. Don't I have enough problems with his mother? You would think that he could act on his own by now.

"What is it, dear?" his mother asked.

"Does it look all right?"

"Straighten your tie and button your sleeves. There. My little Trunks is growing up..."

"Aw, Mom. Don't start crying or anything."

"Daddy you look really nice. You too, Trunks. Mom, I need your help," the girl said as she came into the room.

"All right dear."

"Sorry about this, Father. I didn't really have a say in this either. Mom really planned this whole thing out, didn't she?" my son asked and I looked at him.

"Sometimes a mind is a dangerous thing for a woman to have," I replied.

"Yeah. Hey Grandma."

"Trunks I'm so happy! I love weddings. Why my own was one to remember. But Vegeta, your tie isn't straight," the boys grandmother said as she approached me to fix that annoying neck brace.

I HATE the human definition of formal. This tie is too constricting against my neck. Great. There's the door. Why am I complaining? It gave me a chance to get out of this room with all this sentimentality in here. I tugged at the tie as I opened the door.

"Hey Vegeta. Nice suit," Goku said as he stepped into the house.

"I see you were made to wear a tie as well Kakarrot," I said as that woman of his came up to inspect me. She got a satisfied look on her face and I folded my arms. I hate when she does that. I hope she keeps her distance at this affair because my patience is already wearing thin. I really don't want to put up with her more than I have to.

"I approve. Bulma chose this, didn't she? I can't see you spending the time deciding what to wear. I can't see you wasting your precious time on something like that."

"Chichi..."

"Come on, Goku. He should be able to take it. He's taken numerous beatings from you."

How I wish I could wring that woman's neck. I would certainly be doing the world a favor. Just give me five minutes with her. I swear, Kakarrot must truly love her to put up with that snake of...I guess that's why that boy of mine wants to spend his life with his woman.

I would have preferred it if he had met someone with a little more sense than Kakarrot. Her "purity" as they call it is too much. I'd be able to stand her a lot more if she were a little more normal. Beauty and intelligence she has but normalicy is something she doesn't seem to have.

"So where's Trunks? Is he nervous or anything?" Kakarrot and I looked at him.

"Hi Chichi. Can you give me a hand in the kitchen?" my mate asked and I prayed to the Kais that she would go and leave me alone.

"What's missing?" she asked as they walked off.

"Surprisingly nothing but we need to get things ready for the reception."

"I'll be glad when this is all over. The fuss those women are making...I feel like I've become a slave or something. Look at us Kakarrot. Forced to wear this clothing like we were trained animals..."

"It's not that bad, Vegeta."

"It's easy for you to say that, Kakarrot. It's not your domicile that it's happening in."

"Well yeah...but I've been through it before."

"At least Satan's child has more sense than the one that boy of mine is about to become attached to."

"Father, that's not fair. You're not even acknowledging all the things she has done," my son said and I looked at him.

That set him off. It's amazing how he can stand up for her. It's amazing that he has the patience to put up with her. I mean I know she's not from this world let alone this plane but come on. How pure can one person be? Ever since that woman of mine found her the week before the Cell games...Cell games. The arrogance of that creature to name a tournament after himself. But, I'm getting off the subject.

After that woman of mine found her that boy became smitten by her and brought her back here in that time machine his mother had made. If he had just left her there, he would have saved everyone from a lot of embarassing moments.

"Um...well I guess I'll get the door. Sorry to upset you, Father. I wasn't thinking again."

That was something he didn't have to verbalize. I was fully aware that he was incapable of thinking at times. Especially when he talks about her. He gets so...sentimental for lack of a better word. He definitely gets that from his mother. I certainly don't get emotional like that.

"Hey, Vegeta, what do you really think of all this? Are you nervous?" Kakarrot asked and I looked at him.

"Why should I be?" I inquired.

"It's your son."

"Yes and your point is?"

"Well gee. This is a big step. He's making a promise."

"I know how it works, Kakarrot."

"Hey Vegeta. So Trunks is finally getting committed?" the chestnut asked and I glanced at him.

"You were there at that pleasure house that dirty old man took us to last night. I can't believe you allowed yourself to become inebriated Kakarrot," I said and looked at my rival.

"Well I was thirsty," he replied.

"Hey, where do you want the gifts? Eighteen's got ours. I've got my hands full with Marron," the chestnut said and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Here, Krillin. I'll take care of it. This way, Eighteen," my mate said as the led them off.

"Is Master Roshi here too?" Kakarrot asked.

"Of course, Goku. You don't think he's miss something like this, do you? So, things are all set up. Can I go talk to her?" the chestnut asked.

It was then that that boy of mine got a sick look on his face. The kind one gets when he remembers something important that's been forgotten. His facial expression was interesting to see as he ran into the kitchen, which was a smart thing to do. I'll give it two minutes max for them to chase him out.

"What's with Trunks?" Kakarrot asked.

"I have no idea, Kakarrot. That boy has absolutely no sense sometimes."

"Mom! Let me in there! It's important!" Trunks cried.

"Tell me from there Trunks. I don't trust you in here," his mother replied.

"Mom, where's Loren?"

I became aware of the silence in the room and realized that the woman was not there. Great. What a wonderful situation this is. If that woman of Kakarrot's starts up about this, I swear...

"VEGETA!!"

"What do you want woman?"

"Go get her."

"WHAT?!!"

"Trunks can't see her. Not before the wedding."

"All right, all right. I see I've got to pick up the pieces again because you people screwed things up."

"Just go, will you, Vegeta?"

"I'm going."

Let's just say that flying in a suit isn't easy and I know I'm going to get it from that woman when I get back. At least that house of theirs wasn't far and I got there in a fair amount of time. I opened the front door. It wasn't locked, which was not surprising and walked in.

"Woman! Woman have you forgotten something?" I cried and waited impatiently for an answer.

That dog of hers ran into the room barking happily. Reluctantly, well perhaps not THAT reluctantly, I knelt on the floor and petted that mangy mutt. I felt another presence in the room, some would call it energy (although "ki" is the correct term) and I looked up.

She stood there wearing one of his shirts with absolutely nothing on the legs (that didn't surprise me.) She had absolutely no idea how to dress for company. She also looked a little like she had just gotten out of bed. Pathetic. To be sleeping at this hour?

"Vegeta? What are you doing here? I thought you didn't like me that much," she said and I fought the urge to sound like some embarassed idiot. How DOES that boy put up with her? I know she didn't mean it the way it sounded but still...

"Woman, do you remember anything important about today?"

Great. She's got to think about it. What is it with these types of people? She and Kakarrot are exactly alike in the fact that they can't think on a normal basis but when it comes to fighting...

"Is there a party today? I wonder why Trunks didn't tell me. Oh yeah...he's at your house. When can I see him again, Vegeta?"

"You can see him today if you put some clothes on."

"I can? Thank you!"

"L-let go of me, woman!"

I got her to the house with little incident, although I did wonder how that shirt of hers stayed the way it did. How did a completely open shirt manage to keep her...assets covered? It defied physics.

"Go on in woman. This whole affair has been put on hold because of you," I said and she looked at me.

"What affair?" she asked.

"I told you at your place, woman!"

"You did?"

"Just go inside, will you?"

"Hey, when did this pond get here?"

How that boy has the patience to deal with her is beyond me. Well, it's up to that woman of mine now. I did my job. I'd go into the training room but I'm wearing this stupid suit and I don't want to hear her yell. Kakarrot's woman is already here to do that and I KNOW she will.

"Father did you bring her?" Trunks asked and I looked at him.

"She's outside looking at those stupid flowers in that stupid pond," I replied.

"Good."

"Oh no you don't. You're staying right here. You can't see her before the wedding," Bulma said and Trunks looked at her.

"But Mom..."

"No. You can go into the living room and talk to Krillin and Goku."

"All right, Mom."

"Where is she Vegeta?"

"I'm not her keeper woman!" I cried and she folded her arms.

"Quit being difficult. Where did you leave her?"

"Out by that stupid pond you had me dig."

"Thank you for cooperating."

That woman gets so annoying at times. I swear it's sometimes an effort to live with her. At least I'm not suck with Kakarrot's mate or the one that my son will marry. I should be grateful for that.

"Congratulations Vegeta. So where's the soon to be Mrs. Briefs?" that dirty old man asked as he approached me. The company that Kakarrot keeps. I swear...

"You can ask all you want old man, but I'm not going to tell you where she is. Especially not since she's wearing what she's wearing," I replied and he immediately took interest.

"What's she wearing?"

"I'm not telling you, you dirty old man."

"Come on dear. You need to put your dress on," Bulma said as she lead that idiotic woman past us.

"Why? What's going on? What did Vegeta mean by wed?" she asked.

"Didn't Trunks explain to you last night? I know he was on the phone for a really long time."

"He talked about something but I don't remember what it was. He said he really missed me."

"Well hellooo there," the old man said and she looked at him.

"Hi."

"I wonder if you could open that shirt just a little wider."

"Leave her alone Roshi!" Bulma cried.

I must say that that woman of mine is extremely good at making herself clear. That dirty old man certainly knew that it was in his best ineterest to keep quiet. He watched her with interest as my mate ked her out of the room. There was absolutely nothing that could stop his thoughts. At least I didn't have to hear them.

Well she's finally here. My dear Trunks has been so worried about her. It hurt to see them separated like that but it had to be done. The dress she's going to wear is simply beautiful and we've got Trunks to thank for that. He was the one that decided on the style of her dress. I'm glad he got my sense as well as his father's strength.

"Bulma..." she asked and I looked at her.

"What is it dear?" I asked.

"What does wed mean?"

"Well dear, why don't we get you into the shower and I'll do my best to explain it to you?"

"Okay."

She's such a sweet girl, even though she's a bit too much like Goku. I guess that's why I like her. Plus, I couldn't have let her run around without any guidence. Who knows what sort of trouble she would have gotten into? My Trunks took a liking to her straight off, but I guess that was expected.

She's extremely beautiful and Trunks saw her at the age when all a boy thinks of is women. I just wish he hadn't taken her too far the way he did. I guess he got that from Vegeta's heritage. He certainly couldn't have gotten it from my family.

"There's Trunks. Why is he so dressed up?"

"Come away from the window dear."

"But I'm dressed."

"Didn't he tell you anything last night? It was really late when he called."

"I know."

"Vegeta was a little upset about it."

"I'll be glad when his hair gets back to normal."

"Come on, take your clothes off and get cleaned up. We don't have much time. The other guests will be arriving soon and I think they'd like to talk to you."

"All right."

If there's one thing this entire week has done, it had made me extremely nervous. I don't know why because all this wedding does is aknowledge the fact that we're meant to be together. I guess what's really getting to me is the fuss that everyone is making over us. Especially my mom who sprung this whole thing on us. I never would have considered marriage. I mean, we've been together for so long that I never even considered making it official. I guess Mom just wanted to do things by tradition but this tie is killing me. Couldn't we have had this ceremony without dressing up?

"Nervous Trunks?" Krillin asked and I looked at him.

"Not really, Krillin," I replied.

"Then why are your hands shaking?"

"Oh. Well, I guess I'm a LITTLE nervous."

"So where are you going to spend your first official night together? I'm a little curious because of your past tendencies with her."

The only complaint I have for Krillin is the fact that he's extremely observant. I'm fully aware of how I let my emotions consume me when it came to her, but there's absolutely nothing I can do about those mistakes now.

"Leave him alone Krillin. He's got enough things to worry about," Goku said.

"The only thing he has to worry about is what he's marrying," Father said and I looked at him.

"Father! Goku, where's Gohan? I haven't seen him yet."

"Gohan? Um...he might be with Chi-chi," Goku replied.

"Not if she's with the food."

"Well yeah. Heh...I don't think Chi-chi trusts any of us with the food."

"Speaking of that woman, here she comes," Father said.

"Come on you four. It's time to take your seats. Bulma's gotten the dress on her. Goku, would you fix your tie?" Chi-chi asked.

"But Chi-chi. I can't breathe when it's this tight," Goku protested.

"You can too breathe. Quit complaining. Krillin come on. You too, Vegeta."

"I don't need to be led around like a stupid animal, woman!" Father snapped.

"Well then quit standing there and get outside. All of you. Well, except you, Trunks."

"There, dear. You look so beautiful in that. Oh...I think I'm going to cry," I said and she looked at me.

"Why?" she asked.

"This is all new to you, isn't it?"

"I guess it is. I've never had to wear a dress like this before. Does it look all right?"

"Yes it does dear. You look divine."

She flushed as I brushed her hair. Her hair is so beautiful. I wish mine could behave like hers. Of course, I've grown out of my long hair days but I don't see her ever growing out of that stage.

"Well, I think you're ready. Wait here and I'll see how things are going downstairs. Hopefully Vegeta and Chi-chi haven't started anything."

Of course those two have major conflicting personalities and Vegeta is uptight enough as it is. It'll only be a matter of time before something really sets him off. He'll probably go ballistic at the reception. Maybe I can come up with something to keep him calm.

Why did I have to stand next to that snake woman? I know she's looking me over, searching for some small thing that she can gloat about to my mate.

"Bulma..." she said and I could already feel my hands twitching with anger.

"I was not aware that my dress had to meet with the approval of the self appointed ruler of earth," I said and she folded her arms.

"Well at least my Gohan married someone with a lot more schooling than what Trunks picked."

"You are so self-centered woman! I don't know what magic you use to keep Kakarrot by your side but it's extremely powerful."

"It's called love and I think the only reason you've stayed with Bulma is the fact that you impregnated her twice. I don't think there was any love in your emotions. Just lust."

"What!"

"Vegeta..." my woman said an I looked at her.

"SHUT UP WOMAN! I will NOT stand here and take this abuse from Kakarrot's mate!" I cried.

"Daddy pleae. This is for Trunks," that girl of ours said and I folded my arms.

"This entire thing was slated as a disaster because he chose to become attached to that woman..."

"Vegeta, if you don't calm down, then you'll be the last person to eat at the reception," my mate said and I looked at her. Why did she have to threaten to take away something as sacred as food? I hate when she exercises control like that. To threaten to take away food...that always hurts.

"Man, I wish I didn't have to wear this," Kakarrot said.

"I'll never understand the mind of a woman. I swear they are torturing us. Why do we subject ourselves to such treatment, Kakarrot?"

"It's not that bad, Vegeta. Isn't it worth it to see Trunks happy?"

"Perhaps."

"Now he can do all that he does legally," the chestnut said and I looked at him.

"What are you getting at?" I asked.

"Me? Nothing."

"Would you all be quiet? The music is starting," Kakarrot's woman said and I glared at her. How dare she order me around?

"We should have done it properly. He should have had a Saiyen union," I said and she looked at me.

"And what would that have entailed? Shamanistic priests?"

That woman will drive me insane one of these days. She so ignorant. A Saiyen's union is nothing like that. the future mate would not be dressed in white as she is now, she would be wearing the skins of a beast the male had slain the week before. There would also be none of this formalicy stuff. Adrnments would be worn but not this restraining clothing that we're stuck wearing. We certainly wouldn't be sitting on these benches like puppets. We'd be sitting in a semi-circle around a fire with an opening for the male and his soon to be mate to walk through.

There would be none of this stuck-up music that we're forced to listen to, just a few drum beats is all there would be if this had been done properly. There would certainly be none of this interrigation that my boy is getting. The "Do you take this woman" stuff. Of COURSE he takes her and the Kais know he's fully aware of all that he's got to deal with since he chose her.

To love and to hold...well he's already done quite a bit of that. The good and the bad...Again, that's been done. In sickness and in health...that woman never gets sick. Till death do you part? The woman is immortal! I don't know why that woman of mine wanted to subject him to this. All these questions are irrelevant. I guess the only thing that's valid is the symbolism, if that's anything.

Great. Now she's got to do the exact same thing? Can she remember all that? She'd better not screw this up.

I don't understand any of this. I know that it was explained to me several times but it still doesn't make any sense. I know I really like him...I think love is what they called it, but why all these questions? He keeps giving me these strange looks too. Why does he keep saying "yes" without talking? Husband? What's that?

"Say yes will you?" Trunks whispered and I looked at him.

"But..." I said.

"Just say it."

"Yes."

He didn't need to get so impatient with me. I was only trying to figure out the meaning behind all of this? To love and to hold? Or did he say to have and to hold? Why is he wearing those strange clothes anyway? I've never seen them before...Holding. I like that so I guess the answer would be "yes."

In sickness and in health? What does that mean? I don't get sick and if he does, I can always make him better. There he goes with those looks. I'd better say something again before he says something.

"Just spit it out woman!" Vegeta cried.

"VEGETA!!" Bulma yelled as Bra placed her hands over her head. I guess I'm making everyone impatient. I don't mean to do that. It's just that this all has been very confusing. This whole week has made absolutely no sense. I didn't like it when he was made to stay at Bulma's. It was hard sleeping by myself. Ridel was there but he slept at the bottom of the bed. Plus, he's small so he wasn't very warm. I guess he was as warm as a dog his size could be but still...

"Loren, say yes. Father's getting impatient," Trunks whispered.

"Sorry."

"Just say it will you?"

"Yes."

Until death do...huh? Death does not apply to me. This makes absolutely no sense at all.

"Say it. We're almost done," Trunks said and I looked at him.

"But it's not true," I said.

"Loren, please. Just say it. All it is is a confirmation. Plus I'd REALLY like to get out of this suit."

"Would you look at them? Who said they could take their suits off?" Chi-chi asked.

"Well Chi-chi, at least they won't ruin the suits this way," Bulma replied.

"But look at them. They're in tank tops. This is NOT a reception I would take pictures of."

"Well Miss Chi-chi, would you expect anything less from them?" the Supreme Kai asked and Bulma nodded her head.

"The Supreme Kai is right. They stood it for as long as they could with minimal complaints. We should let them act casual now. They managed the ceremony, which was the most important part," she said.

"Where is the newly joined couple? I would like to extend my congratulations. I would have never expected this sort of future for her when we were very young."

"There's Loren. Oh no. She's holding that dog of hers. That dress will be ruined."

"She probably would have spilled something on it anyway. He's got his hands full with her," Chi-chi said.

"He's known that for a long time, Chi-chi. Besides, his son is absolutely adorable and I don't think Trunks would want to give him up," Bulma said.

"Look at Pan. Isn't that dress adorable on her?"

"You didn't hear what I said, did you?"

"What? I'm sorry. Were you saying something?"

"You know full well I was saying something. I was talking about my grandson and you started talking about Pan. You always try to make her better than my Rion."

"TRY to make her better? She IS better. She's my dear little Gohan's child."

"There they go again. You'd think there'd be some way to shut them up," Eighteen said and Krillin laughed.

"Not when they're so competitive, Eighteen. When they get on the subject of grandchildren, Goku usually has to pull them apart before they get too violent," he said.

"Mom, stop it! Don't ruin it all for Trunks!" Bra cried.

I've never understood why they fight so much. It's like they're enemies instead of friends. All right, I'll let you down. You're lucky. Since you're a dog, you didn't have to wear all this stuff. Hey...why did he get to change and I didn't? That's not fair. I want to change too.

"What's with you?" Trunks asked.

"Well...why did you get to change your clothes and I didn't? That's not fair," I said and he grinned awkwardly.

"Actually, I wasn't supposed to change but I think we all were going nuts in those things."

"I want to change clothes too."

"Uh...I don't think Mother would like that."

"Why not? You did it."

"Well...hey are you hungry? They're setting the food out and we get to eat first."

"Where's Ridel? Hey, you didn't tell me Shin made it."

"I didn't know."

"Well I guess you couldn't tell me if you didn't know."

"I am so glad I was able to make it. I'm really happy for you Loren," Shin said.

"Make what?" I asked.

"Are you sure that you're fully prepared to deal with her for an eternity?"

"Yes. We'll do our best to keep things sorted out. Right Loren?" Trunks asked and I looked at him.

"Huh?"

"Just say yes."

"Again? I thought we were done doing that. You didn't tell me I'd have to do it again."

"Good luck, Trunks," Shin said and I looked at him. What were they talking about?

All this is over, thank the Kais. Well, one Kai is here. I suppose I should be grateful to him for befriending her at such an early age but he should have pounded some guidelines into that mind of hers. I've sometimes wondered what guidelines they had in creating Kakarrot. Now I know. All right, I'm not being fair, but it's amazing how similar they are.

I'm starving. By rights I should eat first since this is my home but I don't think I can get away with it. Not with the look that woman is giving me. when did she get to be ruler of this domicile anyway?

"You're going to be patient, Vegeta," she said.

"I'm sick of being made to practice this patience thing. I'm about ready to blast something," I replied.

"You'd better not. If you do I'll make your life so miserable..."

Why does she do this? Why does she treat me like a child? I'm rightfully the Saiyen king, after all. Where does she get the right to do this? Why do I even allow her to get away with this?

"Trunks....?" his woman asked and he looked at her.

"What?" he asked.

"Well, does being...whatever you call it...Um...does..."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Are we going to have to act like your parents?"

"I sure hope not."

"How dare you Trunks!" my woman cried and I shook my head.

"What did I say, Mom?" he asked.

"I don't think I can yell like that. How do you do it, Bulma?" my son's woman asked.

I have the feeling that that boy of mine's problems are just beginnning. I pity him. But it was his stupid decision, not mine.

At last, food. This is great, getting to eat first. Plus I've got a beautiful woman next to me and the whole world recognizes what the universe was already aware of. We're meant to be together. She's got a look on her face and that could mean anything...

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Nothing," she replied.

"What are you thinking about, then?"

"I'm not."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Now that this is all over, do we get to stay together?"

"Forever."

"Really?! I'm so happy!"

"Don't hug me when I'm trying to get food."

"I'm sorry. Aren't you glad we get to stay together forever?"

"Of course I'm glad. I just want to eat as well."

"Can I help you?"

"You'd better not."

"Why?"

"Well, knowing you, you'd probably make it more..."

"More what?"

"I'm trying to think of a good way to tell you."

"Oh. You'd better start eating. I don't think Vegeta can wait much longer."

"I was trying to eat but then you grabbed me."

"You don't like me touching you?"

"I didn't say that."

"You did too. You got mad at me."

"I did not get mad at you."

"Yes you did."

"Look honey, can I please eat?"

"All right. Food's the most important thing, isn't it?"

"Would you stop that? I feel terrible now."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't start crying please."

"All right! If you two aren't going to eat, I am," Father said and Mother glared at him.

"VEGETA!!" she cried.

"Forget it woman! I'm not being patient any longer."

"Would you look at that group? Why is it they turn into pigs when they all get together?" Chi-chi asked.

"I don't know. Where's Trunks? They haven't even opened their gifts," Bulma said.

"He's over by the drinks. I think he's trying to supervise Loren. Can she drink wine?"

"I have no idea. I think that's why he's worried about her. I think the dog wants some food."

"You should put him with the other animals. They fought their way to the food and didn't even think about us. What do they expect us to eat? Their scraps?"

"I don't know what their disagreement was about, but Trunks didn't get to eat anything."

"Can't she materialize food?"

"Well yeah...but we all worked so hard on this. I'd like him to get something out of this."

"You mean aside from her?"

"Yes aside from her. I mean, we went to all this work and he hasn't gotten to eat any of it. If only Vegeta could have waited a bit longer..."

"Like that would happen. How he had the patience to deal with two children is beyind me."

"Chi-chi, there's more to Vegeta then you're willing to see."

"I don't know why anyone would want to see it. Oh, look at Pan. She's so adorable."

"My flowers!"

"Oh come on, Bulma. It's not like you can't afford replacements. The corporation is doing well, isn't it?"

"Oh sure, as long as my dad keeps playing with his toys. He gets so wrapped up in his work. I'm surprised he even came today."

"Give it to me Kakarrot!!" Vegeta cried and they looked over at the table.

"No!" Goku cried.

"Last piece of food?" Chi-chi asked and Bulma nodded her head.

"Yeah. They never grow up, do they? I think the dog is going to win this time. He's using their distraction as an opportunity to get the last piece of meat."

"Hey! Get back here!" Goku cried as the dog ran off with the piece of meat in his mouth.

"Well he did it," Bulma commented.

"Come back here with that, you mutt!" Vegeta cried.

"What is this stuff? It fizzes," Loren asked.

"Champagne. Drink it really, really slow please," I said.

"Why?"

"Just do it, okay?"

"But...stop."

"Are you looking forward to tonight?"

"Why should I?"

"We'll get to be together."

"So?"

"I'll explain later."

"Why not now?"

"Now is not the time to be talking about things like that."

"Then why did you bring it up?"

Leave it to her to ask something that I can't explain. Well, I could but I don't really want to tell her that I was thinking about...That I was thinking about her. Because she wouldn't leave it at that and there's plenty of people here that would never let me forget it if I DID go into detail.

"Can I get some more? It tasted good."

"Did you drink it slow like I told you to?"

"Slow?"

How DO I put up with it? I've wondered about that sometimes. There are times where I feel like I'm dealing with my son instead of her. I don't want her getting drunk (is she even capable of that?)

"You didn't, did you?"

"Did what?"

"Drink it slow. What was in the glass."

"It didn't come out slow."

"You know, you're fully capable to figure some of this stuff out. I know you are."

"I'm sorry. I just don't think sometimes."

"I'm not going to argue with you there."

"Wait...that wasn't very nice."

"It's true."

"Can I get some more now?"

Hmm. She's had a bit too much by the looks of it. I wish they'd hurry up and open those gifts so that my house can get back to a state of normalicy. Also, I know his mind has been drifting to other matters that he refuses to vocalize. His mother would throw a fit if he did.

At least he doesn't talk about his mating habits like Kakarrot's boys. Those two leave nothing out when they get on the subject and that old man has gotten them going on that quite a few times. My boy knows better, but his actions are much louder than his words. Of course, what he doesn't tell, she will, which has made that woman of mine quite furious more than once. She's never upset with the girl; she's always upset with him.

There's two reasons for that. One: The girl just doesn't understand and two: It always shocks her to know that he's acting like a normal male.

"You should keep her on a leash," I said and he looked at me.

"She'd be fine if she had drank it slowly, Father," he replied.

"I thought you were watching her."

"My son is sometimes easier to watch than she is and he's only three."

"I can't believe you let that Namek take him off to train."

"Piccolo's a good instructor, Father. He did a good job with Gohan, did he? And he was only two when Piccolo started training him. My son is already able to become a Super Saiyen and Gohan was nowhere close to that at his age."

"My head hurts," she said.

"I told you to drink it slow. You didn't listen," my son said.

"I liked how it tasted."

"Hey you two. I think it's time you opened your gifts," my woman said and I silently agreed with her. The sooner they got through that, the sooner everyone would leave.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Thanks Mom. Come on, honey," Trunks said.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

I'm a little worried about the contents of some of the boxes. Like Master Roshi's box. I'm sure it's going to have something to do with how close we get at certain times.

"Is all this for us? Why?" she asked and I looked at her.

"I'll explain later," I replied.

Tonight is going to be a long night of explanations. Man...I was looking forward to other things...I've really missed her this past week. I've missed her insistance and playful moods. When I say playful, I mean exactly that. Playful in the terms of a child or a pet, not playful in the other definition.

Her being playful in the other connotation is impossible...or is it? I mean, she likes what we do...I'm getting that look from Father. He obviously knows where my mind is going and he's right. I'd better stop before I make a complete fool of myself.

"Here."

"What?"

"Well, you're supposed to open it, aren't you?"

"You're supposed to open some too."

"I wouldn't want to break anything."

"You won't break anything. Now come on. If you help, we'll get done faster."

"Why are you in such a hurry to get done?"

"Because I want to be alone with you."

"Oh. Why do you want to do that?"

"Baby PLEASE. I want to sleep with you again."

"Okay."

I know full well that she didn't get what I was driving at, but oh well. I'd better start opening these gifts before I dig myself into a hole that I can't get out of. Plus, Father keeps giving me this annoyed look and I know he's bretty much had his fill of everyone and he's really doing his best to keep his patience. Okay, here's the first gift...

I'm so confused. Why does he keep talking about being together? What does he mean by that? Is he talking about when I touch him there? He gets some strange looks on his face when I do that. But, I have missed touching him. I can run my fingers over his muscles. It's like I can trace them because he's so strong...

"Stop it. Open a gift, will you?" he asked and I looked at him.

"Stop what? Hey, Ridel wants to open something. Come on Ridel," I said as I bent over to pick him up.

"Show it honey," Master Roshi said and I looked at him. I wasn't aware I was showing anything...

"Leave her alone you dirty old man!" Vegeta cried as I followed Ridel.

"Come back here, Ridel. There aren't any gifts that way."

"That poor dress will never be the same," Bulma said.

"It's all right, Bulma. It's not like she's going to wear it again. Chi-chi hasn't worn hers," Goku said.

"Goku!!"

"What?"

There was a ripping sound and it was at that point that I wanted so much to disappear. Mother got a terrified look on her face and I reluctantly peered underneath the table. A portion of her wedding dress had gotten caught on my chair and it had left quite a large gap in the dress.

"Oh...I forgot it was normal clothing. I'm sorry Trunks. You went to all that work to find it for me," she said as she lowered her head.

"It'll be all right. Don't start crying," he said.

"But I messed it up!!"

"Would you two hurry up?" Vegeta asked and Bulma looked at him.

"Vegeta!" she cried.

She certainly hasn't changed over the years. In spirit, not physical proportions. Trunks is definitely in this for an eternity. I'm a little surprised that he agreed to it, knowing a Saiyen's lack of patience.

The gifts are beautiful, although they appear to be a bit odd. I suppose that's because of her. Of course, I know nothing of the Saiyen tradition of gifts (I'm not even sure they have one) so I suppose I can't very well pass judgement on it.

Vegeta is about ready to throw everyone out, though. I guess there's only so much that he can take and he's put up with an awful lot. Trunks is about ready to go home as well. That's not surprising, considering all that he's had to deal with today.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Gohan asked and I looked at him.

"What's that, Gohan?" I asked.

"That he's actually married. I mean, he sorta avoided the girls when he was little."

"Well, I'm sure her nature had something to so with his affection for her."

"Oh sure. I mean, he did what any guy would do. It's a part of nature. Me and Videl...well, we don't do it as much as we used to.."

That's one thing about Gohan. He's just about as open as his father. It's really interesting that they aren't related to Loren. They're so much alike.

"Would you stop that animal, woman? It's making a mess!" Vegeta said.

"I don't want to make the dress tear any more. I'm staying right here," she said.

Let me just say that I'm so glad we're together again. I've missed her warm body next to mine. I've missed how she touches me in certain places.

"Trunks..." she said and I looked at her.

"What?" I asked and she pointed to her clothing.

"Why do I have to wear this? You're just going to take it off."

"Hang on. Let's lock the door."

"Why?"

"Well we don't want anyone watching us, do we?"

"We don't?"

She's such a trial sometimes, but I love her. Now all that needs to be done is turn off the light and get her over to the bed...Oh yeah. I'm afraid I'm going to have to stop this narration and ask you to leave. We've been around people all day, but now...now it's time to be just the two of us. We've had a week of seperation and tonight we're going to make up for it.

So, I'm going to wish you a good night and a safe trip home. We do have stray dinosaurs around our place. They may try to eat you if you're not careful. I'm going to have to go. Someone is getting impatient...