Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 1Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 1 by SwanofWar
She showed nothing as she saw him, only contained, pleasant joy and excitement. She cried when she hugged her son, but for the husband who’d been torn from her, she gave but a smile, a wink, and a raise of her thumb – even though inside her heart was melting. He had been dead, and now he was alive. He had been lost, and now he was found.
But such was the marriage of Bulma Brief and Prince Vegeta – so mild, so silent. He was a man of amazing talent, but a hard, unreachable man who she had come to accept she could never truly be close to. She watched her beautiful, violet haired son hold his father’s hand and her many friends celebrate victory and life. That was the most she had expected out of this moment.
She drifted back from the chatting, giving Goku and Trunks many hugs. That was when she suddenly felt his hand grab hers from behind. She turned aroun
Dragon Ball Z: Pride Before A Fall - 5.5Dragon Ball Z: Pride Before A Fall - 5.5 by SwanofWar
The universe cracked and all at once the fighting stopped, every face frozen dumbstruck, the only sound heard being their gargling stutters.
“Didn’t see that coming,” Oolong blinked, coming out of the doorway a little more.
“B-Bulma???” Yamcha stared, his face twitching, “You…married him…? W-when…?”
“Sweetheart, why didn’t you tell us?” Dr. Brief stared, fumbling to get a new cigarette since the last one had fallen out of his mouth.
“Wha…no I didn’t!” Bulma blurted and then flashed her gaze to Vegeta, “No we didn’t!”
“Oh please,” Vegeta grunted, his arms crossed, “Don’t pretend like you didn’t know, it isn’t becoming of you.”
Dragon Ball Z: Pride Before A Fall - 5.0Dragon Ball Z: Pride Before A Fall - 5.0 by SwanofWar
Everyone noticed it. Even Dr. Brief wrapped up in his garden and workshop. Even Mrs. Brief in her joyous oblivious smile. Even one or two of the neighbors who glanced by in passing noticed it: something about Vegeta had changed. It wasn’t an obvious change – he still spent most his time training, he still rarely spoke to anyone, he still had the same irritable expression. However, he seemed to have developed a new disposition toward Bulma. When he was hungry, he sat next to her, broodingly eating his food. When he was tired, he slept in her bed. When he chuckled, it was usually because of something she did. He had even developed a habit of watching her as she worked on her various inventions, his arms folded and leaning silently against the wall, listening as she described her work.
That was the change that most noticed. Only Yamcha saw the rest. He noticed out of the corner of his eye the things Bulma and he did when they thought no one was looking.
Dragon Ball Z: Pride Before A Fall - 4Dragon Ball Z: Pride Before A Fall - 4 by SwanofWar
When Bulma finally decided to get up that morning, it was with a new-found energy. She zipped over to her closet, humming to herself as she argued over different outfits. Once she had made up her mind and gotten dressed, she suddenly decided she hated her hair. Time to change it again! She popped open a capsule full of hair care products and got to work, ironing and pulling and snipping until she came up with a new look she was satisfied with - straight, parted slightly to the side, and somewhat short. Finally she threw some make-up into the mix and found a new Bulma smiling into the mirror.
And then there was the glove. She picked it up and looked it over, trying to figure how to best “keep it on her person.” It was without a doubt the sweetness thing Vegeta had ever done and perhaps the sweetness thing he would ever do so there was no way she’d pass this up. She tried to figure a way of incorporating it into her outfit, but finally settled on jus
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