Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Fire and Ice ❯ Congrats Bulma! / Vegeta? what are you doing? ( Chapter 13 )

AN: Aghhh! Oh my goodness! Hee hee okay okay, I'm winding it down, just for you! Because you're cool! Haha I hope you've liked my story so far, I've been so inspired! V/B forever!!!

Please keep in mind that this ~ signifies quotation marks.

Disclaimer: I claim not.

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Minutes after Bulma's descent, dinner was announced, and before anyone could reach her, she was squirreled away by the head usher. Her head was held high, and her back was so straight, it would be a sin to think her anything other than royalty. Heads turned as she breezed through the crowd, and onto her seat of honor beside the different consuls in the country.

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There was a space in the tent allotted for dancing, and the orchestra was wonderful. Most people were so enchanted by the charming music, they hurried all through dinner just to get started with the dancing.

The first dance, of course, was for the Briefs. Everyone clapped and smiled as the couple waltzed around the floor, Mrs. Briefs resplendent in her pale blue ball gown, and Dr. Briefs dignified in his neat tuxedo.

All the while, the Z senshi were getting anxious. If Bulma still acted like Vegeta, chances are she would do something outrageous if she were to be angered or insulted in any manner.

~A Prince always acts like a Prince, especially during balls such as these~ said Vegeta, as if he had read their minds. They sighed in relief. Piccolo was listening intently to Bulma's conversations with the Nicaraguan consul, and so far, everything was going smoothly.

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Satisfied with the way the night was going, Goku abandoned his post and took Chi Chi to dance. They swayed happily as the violins caught them in a tender moment. Gohan looked on with a smile.

It seemed like everything would be fine, and everyone began to relax.

Just then, Dr. Briefs best friend, Dr. Vladka (a Russian nuclear physicist), called a toast.

~Ladies and Gentlemen~ he started, and waited patiently for everybody's attention.

The dancers stopped, and everyone politely turned to him with expectant faces.

~We have all come here to celebrate the anniversary of our dearest friends, the Briefs~

There was much clapping and nodding from the crowd.

~They have been together for 25 long years, and it is an honor to be able to say that during all those years, there is not a single moment that I have doubted how much they love each other~

Mrs. Briefs was teary eyed, and even Bulma shot her mother a smile.

~Without further ado, I suppose, I give you Dr. Briefs!~ The crowd erupted with applause.

~Now, that is what I call one heck of an intro~ beamed Dr. Briefs, who now stood at the podium.

~I just want to say thank you for being here tonight, it means a lot to us. Love is something that indeed stands the test of time, and if Bunny (AN: I've read her name as Bunny so many times, I think, why the hell not right?) can stay with me through twenty five years of smelly chemicals, strange robots, and many long, uncomfortable business trips - I'm definitely one lucky man~ The women all made cooing sounds, and Bunny was long into her first bout of tears.

~I'm not exactly what you call a, well, mushy man, but I do love my wife very much, and this celebration heralds not the middle, but the beginning of a long life of happiness together~ Everyone stood up at this, and Bulma was holding back her emotions, but for some reason, she felt her eyes starting to water. *!*

~Now, I also have other announcements to make. Bulma, darling, could you please come up?~ Dr. Briefs said, and held his hand out to his stunning daughter.

~This is my beautiful daughter Bulma~ he said into the microphone, and whistles greeted the blue haired beauty. She blushed slightly, earning more applause.

~As you all know, she has been designing for me throughout her high school years, and is fully capable of running Capsule Corp.~ Murmurs and gasps surged through the crowd.

~While the year 2002 is upon us, I would like to take this advantage to present to you the new president of Capsule Corporation. You see, I have fallen even more in love with my wife now *he turns to smile at her* and I realized that I haven't been spending as much time with her as I would like.~

Bulma was shocked. Sure, she was expecting an introduction to her father's society, but she was being handed an entire multi billion dollar business!

~I have decided to retire from Capsule Corporation, but I will still be the head of the Board to make sure things go smoothly until Bulma is settled. But for now, I would say a congratulations is in order, neh?~

He smiled at his daughter. Although her behavior astounded him sometimes, she was still his little genius.

Everyone stood up to applaud Bulma, and stepped up to congratulate her.

~Well I guess this means it's back to dancing for the rest of the night!~ Dr. Briefs said into the microphone, and was about to turn back to his seat, when he heard the silvery sound of a spoon against a glass. He turned around with a smile, sure that it would be his dear friend Dr. Vladka.

Instead, Vegeta stood from the Z senshi table, whose inhabitants looked equally shocked.

~Dr. Briefs, may I make an announcement?~ he asked politely.

Bulma's father swallowed and stepped back onto the podium.

~Well...certainly Vegeta. I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, let me present to you Prince Vegeta of Vegitasei.~

The socialites were thoroughly puzzled. Vegitasei? Oh well, the ladies thought, he looks princely enough.

Goku fell of his chair, and Yamucha and Krillen's mouths hung open. Piccolo looked agitated. What is he doing, he thought worriedly.

Bulma watched as he made his way to the stage, curiosity getting the best of her, she raised her eyebrows.

Just then, her breath became ragged and she felt faint.

Vegeta stopped halfway, his head becoming light, and a familiar warm sensation invaded his senses.

The crowd stared tensely for a few minutes, until he shook his head, as if ridding himself of a reverie.

Bulma had also recovered, grasping the table for support. She looked up slowly, and her eyes caught Vegeta's for a split second. This is odd, she thought. Oh Kami, I'm back!

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Vegeta stepped up to the podium, and for some reason, he became nervous. What the hell was I going to say? He frowned. Why is the woman looking at me like that? Then it all came back to him. Kami!

~Vegeta?~ asked Dr. Briefs. ~Are you all right?~

~Uh, oh yes. Of course...~

~Go on sonny, you've gotten our curiosity now~ the old man smiled and patted his back.

Vegeta wanted to die.

~I..I..~ he started, muttering into the microphone.

~Oh no!~ cried Chi Chi. ~They've switched back!~