A/n The time has come. It's been inevitable. This is the final chapter. I know you don't want it to end but the time has . I hope you love this last chapter and feel some sort of closure.
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Oh, Zat Rings A Bell
A New Set of Ideas
" I can't take it anymore!" Vegeta screamed as he paced the small kitchen in Goku's house. " She won't stop nagging, whining, and then she starts crying! She cries so much it echoes in my head!"
Goku just smirked where he sat. Vegeta glared angrily at him.
" Does she hate me? This could be some kind of punishment."
Chi-chi walked in with a hamper of freshly laundered clothes. She slammed it on the table and shot Vegeta a very nasty scowl. " If she hated you then why does she stick with you?"
" If I tried to figure out why that woman did what she did, I'd have a migraine." Vegeta sat down in one of the chairs. Goku continued to smirk as his wife folded laundry.
Vegeta scowled as best as he could, " Why are you so smug?"
Goku didn't say a word. Chi-chi looked at the two saiyans, wound up a towel, and snapped Vegeta against the side of his face.
" How do you think she's going to act when put into this type of situation?"
Vegeta jumped up and the two started a screaming match, oblivious to Goku as he picked the ringing telephone.
" Hey Bulma." Goku announced loudly and the two stopped fighting. " Oh, I'm fine! How are you?" Goku nodded. " Yeah, he's here. Don't worry Bulma I'll send snuggle-butt home. Bye!" Goku put down the telephone. " Snuggle-butt? That's new."
" Yeah, she usually calls me Veggie." Vegeta paused, mortified that he had told the couple his pet name. " I'm going now." Vegeta turned to the door.
" No, let me." Goku walked over and touched Vegeta's arm. A second later they were at Capsule Corp.
Vegeta wiggled his arm free, " Stop showing off."
Just then, a very pregnant Bulma walked in. " Hello boys." Bulma smiled and pressed a hand to the small of her back. " I'm so glad that you decided to use instant transmission."
" Why?" Goku tilted his head to the side, puzzled.
" My water broke." Bulma smiled and patted her stomach.
Mrs. Briefs sat in the waiting room, her hands full of pink lollipops. " I can't believe that in the birth ward gift shop they only had pink pops to celebrate a girl! Bulma's having a boy!" She explained to two random people. " She's gonna name him Vegeta Jr."
Trunks took a pop, " Why am I not named Vegeta Jr.?"
" You're named Trunks because your mother hated your father for knocking her up. You were named to spite him." Mrs. Briefs explained pleasantly.
Mr. Briefs shrugged and lit up a cigarette, " Your grandmother's right. Sorry Trunks."
Trunks shrugged, " You know what I've noticed? The title for this story doesn't really fit the story that well."
Mr. Briefs nodded, " It really doesn't. But the other titles sucked. By the way, did anyone else wonder why we're still being focused on?"
" I noticed but we don't have anything else to talk about." Mrs. Briefs took a lollipop, " I think I'm supposed to say something funny." Mrs. Briefs looked thoughtful for a minute then sighed, " Sorry I got nothing."
" Well, I'm gonna grab that hand puppet from the disclaimer and torture Goten and Gohan." Trunks got up from his seat and left.
" Have fun Trunks." Mrs. Briefs smiled and sucked on the pop.
" You have a lot of courage." Vegeta admitted to Bulma as he moved a strand of hair from her face.
Bulma stretched out on the hospital bed as another contraction came, " Really?"
" You reared the brat all by yourself. That took courage."
" And strength?" Bulma looked over at him and smiled.
" Maybe a bit." Vegeta looked back at her, " I thought I was turning into him."
Vegeta leaned back the uncomfortable chair. " You never asked me why I decided to side with Babidi and become evil again. It was because I was afraid I was turning into Kakkarot."
" How were you turning into Goku?"
" When Trunks told me that we should get married it made me realize a lot. I realized that I had began to settle down and that I cared for you and our son."
" Then you realized you were becoming what you didn't want. You were becoming whom you hated. You were turning into a Goku-clone thing. It scared the crap out of you. When you're scared you turn into a ruthless bastard." Bulma saw the look on Vegeta's face and laughed. " I told you, I'm a genius."
" I wouldn't say that." Vegeta mumbled and began to study his shoes.
Bulma reached out and laid a hand against his cheek, " Vegeta, look at me." He turned his face towards her but avoided her eyes. " When I said I loved you, it wasn't a fluke or a lie or anything. I meant it then and I mean it now. I love you no matter if you turn evil and try to destroy the world or if you decide that you don't love me back. Alright?"
Vegeta gave her a stunned look, " Marry me."
" Marry me."
" If I have to say it again I'll have to slap you."
The door opened and the doctor walked in, " Time to check on you Ms. Briefs."
" What?" Bulma mumbled again.
" Oh and Mr.…You. Can you please control your family in the waiting room?" the doctor asked as he picked up a clipboard. " They're scaring the doctors."
" No baby yet?" Goku asked hopefully.
" No." Vegeta took a seat by Goku and looked at everyone that had crammed into the room. Some were fighting and others were eating or having long conversations. Then he saw Mr. Briefs lighting a cigarette underneath the No Smoking sign.
" Alright. I might have heard a little snippet of conversation when I was standing by the door with Piccolo. We weren't eavesdropping or anything. I'd never eavesdrop on a conversation between you and Bulma." Goku trailed off.
" Get on with it. I don't care if you eavesdrop."
" You and Bulma are getting married?" Goku whispered loud enough to have a couple of the fights break up.
" Probably not. She already told me before that she didn't want to get married at all."
" Why would you want to get married in the first place?"
" Why would I want to tell you?"
Goku grinned, " You and I are buddies now!"
" Whatever." Vegeta knew why he wanted to get married. He was in love with Bulma.
" You know ever since the beginning I knew you two would be together. Even though you would always insult each other and be really mean I noticed one thing and that was."
Vegeta interrupted, " The only reason you knew that the woman and I would be together was because our future son told you."
" Well, that and the fact that after a while you stopped threatening to kill her so much."
" You're just rambling because you're bored, aren't you?"
" Probably." Goku grinned and began rummaging through the pile of magazines on the table. He suddenly stopped when a string of curses echoed through the hallway. " Baby time."
" Something wrong Vegeta?" Piccolo asked as Vegeta slammed his forehead repeatedly against the window. Inside were tons of newborns and Vegeta's child had just been placed there so everyone could see it. Krillin, Yamcha, Goku, Mrs. Briefs, and Piccolo were crowded around it looking for the baby. Vegeta hadn't let anyone into Bulma's room after the baby was born; stating that Bulma needed to rest.
" What's wrong? Does Vegeta Jr. look like Yamcha? That'd make me slam my head against the wall." Mrs. Briefs asked as she searched.
" No." Vegeta stopped bashing his head. " So much for having the room decorated in blues. We had bought all those clothes too. I had even stayed the whole shopping trip that day. This is just great." Vegeta mumbled almost incoherently to himself.
" What are you talking about?" Krillin peered in.
Mrs. Briefs suddenly clasped her hand together, " Oh Vegeta! She's beautiful!"
" She?" the other men asked, confused.
Mrs. Briefs pointed to a tiny baby wrapped in pink and sporting dark blue hair. " Bura Bunny Briefs! You gave her my first name as her middle one? How sweet!"
Krillin grinned, " Now Marron will have another girl to hang out with. She was getting tired of only hanging out with Goten and Trunks."
" Hey Vegeta, " Goku jabbed him in the ribs, " Don't you have to get that answer for that question?"
" Yeah, I do. She's going to say no." Vegeta shrugged and went to see Bulma.
Lightning flashed outside and Bulma kept tensing up every time it cracked vividly. She tried not to be so frightened and lying next to Vegeta helped her but she was still scared.
" I'm so lucky to be with you." Bulma rested her head against Vegeta's chest and sighed.
" Yeah. When I was with Yamcha during storms he'd tell me to get over it." Bulma smiled, " I wonder what would've happened if you had never let me in your room that one time."
" We probably would've gotten together anyway." He let a hand stroke lazily down her back.
" Why do you say that?" Bulma looked up at him puzzled.
" You were too damn irresistible." Vegeta answered annoyed.
Bulma snuggled closer, " Aww, that's sweet."
" No, it's truthful. You were bothersome and perplexing. I began thinking about you constantly. It would've been only a mater of time before my control slipped."
" Wow. I feel shallow. I only took interest in you because you were hot. Then I realized you needed someone to help you stop being so stupid. Then I realized we were very similar." Bulma laughed, " I'm so glad I'm with you."
Vegeta flipped Bulma onto her back and began to run his hands over her. " Let's see. What have I gotten from being with you?" He kissed her cheek then her shoulder. " I inherited your crazy mother, your eccentric father, all your ridiculous friends, your odd ideas and phobias, two wonderful brats and," Vegeta reached over to the nightstand and picked up a little velvet box, " Possibly a wife." Vegeta opened the top and looked into Bulma's eyes. " When I asked, actually I demanded, for your hand in marriage months ago you never answered. I know you've told me that you don't want to get married but you've also told me that you want some normalcy in your life. I know this is the only thing normal for us and I want to give that to you. Will you marry me?"
" Yes I will." Bulma smiled as Vegeta slipped the ring on her finger. She shifted so that she hugged him with all her might. " All that crap we've gone through was so worth it to get to here. We'll never have a happily ever after but we are definitely going to try. I love you."
" Yes, I know."
A/n So sorry, it's over. I know it's sad that this story is finally ending but don't you feel some closure? I do even though I love OZRAB. I'd like to thank all those who reviewed;
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I hope I didn't miss anyone! Oh wait! EL CORAZON SANGRIENTO! The girl who was there to convince me to keep writing when I was about to scrap this fic. Chels is also the only person who will start quoting random parts of my story during classes.
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