Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Fireworks ❯ One Shot ( One-Shot )

A/N Ok, I'm taking a liberty with the timeline, here. The 23rd Tenkaichi Budokai took place in May, but for the sake of my story, I've moved it to the end of July. This was written in response to a holiday fic challenge.

I own absolutely nothing. Dragonball/Z/GT and all characters are owned by people other than myself. They know who they are.

Goku is 18, Bulma is 22.

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Bulma took one last look in the mirror before rushing downstairs, running late, as usual. "Girl, you will knock his socks off! By tonight, that boy will be wrapped around your little finger!" she spoke to her reflection. "Oh, yeah, Goku, you don't have a CHANCE to escape ME today!"

She straightened her red and white striped halter top, and checked to make sure that her royal blue mini-skirt fit just right, and took off out her bedroom door.

Rushing into the kitchen, she slammed into the object of her recent musings, and lost her balance, quickly falling flat on her royal blue tush. "GOKU!!" she shrieked, as her face flushed with embarrassment at her clumsiness.

Goku laughed, and reached down to pull her up to her feet. "Sorry, Bulma! I was waiting for you outside, but you were taking so long I thought I'd come in and get you!"

Releasing his hands, she quickly brushed herself of imaginary dust, and mentally scolded herself. **Just GREAT! I'm trying to impress the guy, and the minute he sees me, I fall on my ass! Just pretend nothing happened!** She looked him up and down, wrinkling her nose at his orange and blue training gi. "You can't wear THAT today, Goku!"

He looked down at himself, puzzled. "Why not? This is what I always wear."

"I know, silly! But you aren't training today! It's a holiday! You need to dress appropriately!" she said, as she walked the short distance into the hallway, opening a closet door. "Here! I got this for you!" She tossed a brightly colored, flowered shirt and khaki knee length shorts at him, which he caught quickly before holding them up for scrutiny.

"Is this a guy's shirt, Bulma?" he said, holding up the tropical garment.

"Yes! We're going to Hawaii! This is what EVERY guy will be wearing there!" she exclaimed. "Here are some tennis shoes, too!"

"Oh, ok then!" he said, as he pulled both his shirts over his head, and dropped them on the floor. Bulma's mouth dropped open as she marvelled at the broad, sculpted chest, tight muscles rippling under tanned skin. She stared unblinkingly at him, until she realized that Goku was untying the sash around his waist, and his pants dropped to the floor as he kicked off his boots, before she could react. There he stood in his naked glory, unashamed of his body in front of the girl he'd called his friend for six years.

Bulma's heart began racing as she stared at the beautiful young man before her. He took no notice of her stunned expression, as he calmly stepped into the shorts she'd given him, snapping and zipping them closed, following them with the loud button-down shirt. She finally blinked, and snapped her mouth closed when his gaze met hers. "What's the matter, Bulma?"

It took her a moment to calm her breathing, and find her voice before she could respond. When she could, her voice came out in a high pitched shriek. "GOKU! You were NAKED!"

Goku looked at her, tilting his head, with a confused expression on his face. "But Bulma, you've seen me naked lots of times!"

She sputtered for a moment, before shrieking once again. "But...but you were a KID, Goku! You're a grown man now!"

"So?"

"So? You just don't get naked in front of just anybody, Goku! Don't you have any modesty?"

"But you aren't just anybody, you're Bulma." he said, as if his comment made all the sense in the world. He sat down in the floor to pull on the new tennis shoes, then stood quickly, ready to go.

She rolled her eyes, and dismissed his comment. "Ok, whatever. But we really need to get going! Dad has the amusement park rented from noon to midnight, and it's already a quarter til 12! It'll take at least an hour and a half to get to Honolulu in my fastest jet." she said as she grabbed his arm and dragged him out the kitchen door. Fumbling through her case with still shaking fingers for the correct capsule, she found it, pressed the cap, and tossed it into the yard, a small, white jet appearing out of the smoke.

"Why don't we just take Nimbus? It'll be way faster, and more fun, too!"

Bulma smacked his arm. "You know I can't ride Nimbus! I'll fall right through!"

Goku laughed and said, "But you can sit on my lap! I won't let you fall, Bulma! I'll hold on to you! I'm bigger than you are now!" he beamed.

Bulma eyed him warily, debating the pros and cons of taking Nimbus versus a nice safe jet in her head. **Ok, if we take the jet, we'll both get there alive, but it'll take longer. If we take Nimbus, we'll get to the park in record time, AND I'll get to cuddle with Goku! Oh, that BODY! I might not survive, but at least I'll die a happy woman!**

"Ok, if you're sure!" she said uneasily.

"Yaay! It'll be so much fun, Bulma! Just like old times, except you don't have to shrink yourself this time!" He turned his head to the sky, cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Nimbus!" Shortly, a fluffy yellow cloud swooped from the heavens, and stopped directly in front of the couple.

Goku jumped up onto the cloud and sat down Indian style, mentally instructing Nimbus to drift lower to rest on the ground, so that he could lift Bulma onto his lap. "There you go! You comfy?" he asked her, as she settled herself into his lap, and he wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"Oh yes!" she said brightly. "You're right, this is going to be fun! Now just get this thing going to the south east, and we'll be in Honolulu in no time!"

"Yep! I know where it is! I checked it out yesterday when I was done training. It's really pretty there!"

"Cool! I'm so glad you took today off of training to go with me! The Fourth of July is really fun in America! They'll have fireworks once it gets dark, and the amusement park is reserved just for Capsule Corp, so there won't be any long lines at the rides or concession stands!"

"They have FOOD there?" Goku said excitedly, as the little cloud whisked over the ocean.

"Oh yeah! Park food is the BEST! Corn dogs, funnel cakes, pork chop sandwiches...and the best thing is, it's all free! Dad paid for EVERYTHING! Even rented out the hotel next door, so all the employees could spend the night!"

"That's so cool! Can we stay in the hotel, too? I've never stayed in one!"

"Well, we don't have a room booked, and the hotel's full." Bulma said as she snuggled deeper into the warm chest behind her, resting her head on his shoulder so that she could see him better. "Dad owns an island about 10 miles off the coast of Oahu, with a little house on it that he said we could use if we didn't want to fly home tonight. He and Mom have the penthouse suite at the hotel, so they won't be using it."

"Oh that's cool too! I want to stay as long as we can at the park! We're gonna have SO much fun!"

Bulma smiled to herself, thinking dirty thoughts of exactly what type of fun she intended to have with the incredibly sexy man behind her.

They flew in comfortable silence for 25 minutes, before the glorious tropical island came into view. "Hey, there's Diamond Head!" Bulma said happily. "The park is just beyond the volcano!"

The excited couple bounded through the gates of the park, to find that many of the Capsule Corp employees and their families had already arrived, and were enthusiastically enjoying the atmosphere of the amusement park. Goku was practically bouncing up and down as he walked, looking around with wide, sparkling eyes, taking in all the sights and sounds of the happy place.

"Whaddya wanna do first, Bulma? Wanna ride the roller coaster?" he bubbled.

"Sure! I LOVE roller coasters! The really big one is right over there!" she replied, grasping his hand, planning to drag him in the right direction, but gasping in surprise when he scooped her up into his arms and started running toward the ride.

"GOKU!" she screamed, as he laughed giddily, stopping short of running into the last couple in line. He set her on her feet, as the couple just looked back at them and chuckled, familiar with the boisterous young man who was often seen on Capsule Corp grounds.

"Hi Bulma! Goku!" the pretty young woman spoke to them. "This is my fiance, Todd!" she said, as she held out her left hand for Bulma to see her engagement ring. "We just got engaged last night!"

Bulma hugged the young scientist happily, "Oh, that's WONDERFUL, Molly! I'm thrilled for you! Congratulations to you both!" The women continued bubbling over with excitement at the details of the wedding, with the guys chiming in every so often as the line moved forward.

The ride attendant cleared his throat, getting the attention of the four young people chatting happily. "The next train is up, you can all have a seat. Enjoy your ride!"

Molly and Todd sat in the car just in front of the one that Goku and Bulma were climbing into, with Molly clinging tightly to her fiance's arm and squealing, making it clear that she was afraid of the ride. Todd whispered soft words to her, and craned his neck around the shoulder harness to kiss her sweetly, looking lovingly into her eyes, reassuring her.

Goku's eyes were fixed on the young couple, feeling a little odd at witnessing the tender moment, but not able to look away. Bulma noticed him watching the couple, and leaned her head closer to his. "Aren't they sweet? They look like they're really in love." she said with a sigh.

Suddenly, the ride jerked to a start, beginning the long, agonizing climb up the first steep hill, effectively silencing all conversation.

Once the ride ended, and the shoulder harnesses popped up releasing the occupants, Goku and Bulma clambered out of their seats, breathlessly laughing at the exhilaration of the roller coaster ride. "That was GREAT!" shouted Goku. "Let's do it again!"

Bulma laughed, and wrapped her arm around his, pulling him down the ramp, back into the park. "We can ride it again later! Let's go ride the log ride, next!"

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The day went on with ride after ride, interspersed with many stops at the concession stands for Goku to fill his stomach with food like he'd never eaten before. "Wow! We'll have to come back here some time, Bulma! This is awesome!" he said, as he finished off his third funnel cake of the day.

She giggled at his childlike enthusiasm, picturing in her mind the sweet, naive boy that he'd been when they had first met. He still held so many of the endearing qualities of that 12 year old boy, but he was all man, now. She mentally growled as she erased the picture of the small boy in her mind, and replaced it with the mouth-watering image of the naked man she'd seen earlier that day.

She glanced at her watch, "Hey it's almost 8:00, the fireworks will start in about an hour. What do you want to do until then?"

"Have we ridden all the rides?" he asked.

"Ummm...let me look at the map." she said, as she unfolded the large, glossy paper. "Ok, we've ridden everything but the Barrel of Monkeys and the Tunnel of Love."

"What are they?"

"Well, the Barrel of Monkeys is where you sit in these big barrels, and they spin around and around really fast." she paused as he made a deep grimace. "You don't want to ride that one?"

"Not really. I don't think my stomach could take it!"

"Ok, then the Tunnel of Love is a boat ride," she began.

"Let's go on that one! I love boats!" he said happily, standing up from the bench, and dragging Bulma to her feet.

"You didn't let me finish!" she giggled. "The boats go really slowly through this dark tunnel, and there are romantic scenes that you pass by. It's meant for two people who really like each other."

"Well, I really like you! So what are we waiting for?"

Bulma gave him a beaming smile, and thought to herself, **Hmmm...what ARE you waiting for, girl? Get that hunk of man in a boat!** Taking his hand, and leading the way, she said, "You're right! Let's go!"

When they got to the ride, it had the longest line that they'd encountered so far that day. Twenty five couples, young and old, kissing and cuddling, in anticipation of the romantic journey through the darkened tunnel. Bulma, still holding Goku's hand, unconsciously moved closer to him, as they both silently gazed at all the couples, who were lost in each other.

Bulma let out a sigh as they stood together, waiting their turn, surrounded by oblivious lovers. Goku leaned closer to her, not taking his eyes from a couple that was in a passionate embrace. He said in a whisper, "Why are they kissing each other like that?"

Bulma looked up at him with a soft smile, "Because they're in love."

Goku looked down at her, bewilderment on his face. "In love?"

"Mm hmm. When two people really, really like each other, they don't want to be with anyone else. They start dating, and are boyfriend and girlfriend. If their relationship grows, and they realize that they want to spend the rest of their lives together, they get married."

"So all these people are married?"

"No, you don't have to be married to kiss, silly!" she giggled up at him. "When a relationship starts out, that's really when it's most passionate. The couple will kiss, and hug, and hold hands all the time, just to feel close to one another."

Goku looked down at their entwined hands, but didn't say anything else for long moments. Then he spoke, "So is Yamcha your boyfriend?"

She looked up at him with wide eyes. "No. We broke up a few weeks ago. He was too busy training for the Budokai to spend any time with me, so we just went our separate ways."

"Oh." Goku said, as he gazed back at the few remaining couples ahead of them in line. The feeling in his stomach was unfamiliar to him. He knew he wasn't sick, it didn't feel like that. He felt like he had butterflies flitting around in his belly, and they raced around faster when he looked at Bulma. She looked back up at him, with her sparkling blue eyes, and a flush of pink danced along her cheekbones, across the bridge of her nose. **Beautiful.** was the only word that Goku could think of when he looked at her. **Beautiful.**

It was their turn to step into a swan-shaped boat, and the butterflies in Bulma's own stomach were rivaling those in Goku's. He stepped into the boat first, then put his hands around her waist, and gently lifted her in next to him, guiding her into the seat. "Have fun, kids." the ride attendant said, as the boat started moving into the darkened mouth of the tunnel.

Bulma picked up Goku's hand, and draped his arm across her shoulders, snuggling into his side as the swan moved slowly, rocking on the man-made river. She laid her head against him, and he lifted his hand, so that he could run his fingers over her soft hair. "Bulma?" he said in a near whisper.

She lifted her head to look at him, "Yes, Goku?" she answered in a voice as soft as his.

"Can I be your boyfriend?" he asked shyly.

Bulma answered his question by tilting her head up to meet his lips with her own, just briefly touching them together, then drawing her head back to look in his eyes in the near darkness. She had never seen this expression on his face. The sweet, guileless visage that he normally wore was gone, replaced with narrowed eyes that were filled with something deeper than she'd ever seen there. She saw uncertainty, to be sure, as this was a new experience for him; an adult relationship with a woman. But she also saw desire, and longing, and love in his eyes. Love. That revelation took her breath away. The beautiful, trusting, wonderful young man cuddled next to her, LOVED her. In that instant she knew that when he looked into her eyes, he would find the same emotion written there. She loved him.

She had no words to offer him at that moment. She couldn't vocalize the feelings she had for him, just as he couldn't find the words he wanted to say to her. They let their lips express all the feelings that they couldn't share verbally, as they met once again in a tender, sweet kiss. His hesitant caresses soon became more confident, as he let instinct take the reins.

Bulma's hand fluttered to rest gently on his chest, rising slowly to entangle itself in his soft, unruly black hair. The hand that had been stroking her hair cupped her head firmly, drawing her closer into their kiss, as their bodies melded together, being gently swayed by the rocking boat. His free hand found it's way to her bare back, stroking gently in circles, his fingers lightly teasing the soft skin.

The butterflies in Goku's stomach seemed to be replaced with winged dragons, flapping ferociously inside him. The intense feeling in his belly was matched by the yet unfamiliar tightening in his groin, a sensation that was peculiar, yet somehow exciting. When Bulma's free hand swept up his leg, and brushed against his hardening length, he couldn't help but buck his hips, and gasp against her mouth. She took his parted lips as an invitation, darting her tongue in a quick, shallow plunge into his mouth. Surprised by the unfamiliar, yet pleasant invasion, he opened his mouth wider.

Bulma moaned into his mouth, entering once again, this time with bolder intentions. She swept across his teeth, before caressing his tongue with her own. It was Goku's turn to moan, as he crushed her body to his, inflamed with a new found passion. He slipped his tongue across hers, gliding brazenly into her mouth, as his hands began to wander over her body of their own accord.

She felt herself shiver as the hand at her back made it's way to cup her breast through her thin halter top, thumb brushing against the already peaked bud of flesh below. Circling the nub with his thumb, Goku felt Bulma arch her back, pressing her breast more firmly against him, before he actually realized just where his hand was. His first impulse was to release her, and apologize profusely for taking such liberties with her, but when her own hand gripped his, closing his fingers more tightly around her breast, he felt the tension leave his body. Bulma released his hand, and let her own wander down his chest, over his abdomen, and lower to cup his arousal through his khaki shorts.

Her gentle caresses of his straining member drove him mad with desire, not knowing what exactly he wanted, but knowing that it had to do with Bulma, and the part of his body that she was stroking. He bucked his hips against her hand, moaning as their kiss grew hotter, and his hands roamed all over her body. She broke away from the kiss, gasping for air, and threw her arms around his neck, clutching him in a tight embrace. His arms circled around her waist as he held her firmly against his chest, his heart pounding, his mind befuddled by all these new feelings he was experiencing.

Just then, the swan boat emerged from the darkened tunnel, back out into the tropical night air. They released one another awkwardly, and Goku stepped out of the boat, reaching his hands to help her out onto the platform. She stumbled, falling against his chest, as he wrapped his arms around her to steady her. Once she had caught her balance, they walked slowly back into the park. Goku gazed down at the beauty in his arms, as she looked up at him. Her hair falling messily from her ponytail, her lips swollen from his kisses, her makeup lightly smeared, yet he knew he had never seen anything more breathtaking.

"The fireworks should be starting soon." she breathed, her eyes widening when she thought of the double meaning of that statement.

Goku just stared at her, having no response, as his brain still couldn't grasp at conversation. His arousal was demanding attention, making it difficult to walk comfortably. Her eyes, her smile, her voice, and her body were all driving him insane with desire, his instinct taking over where his lack of worldy experience left off. When he found his voice, it was low and husky, and he didn't recognize it as his own. "I don't care about the fireworks, Bulma. I just want to be with you."

She turned herself toward him, snaking her arms around his neck, drawing his head down to hers for a brief, but passion-filled kiss. "Call Nimbus."

When the fluffy yellow cloud arrived, Goku hastily jumped on, assuming the same cross-legged position he'd flown over in. This time when he pulled Bulma onto his lap, he seated her facing him, with her legs wrapped around his waist. They were kissing passionately once again before they were even in the air, oblivious to the stunned park guests who were staring at the company president's daughter locked in a passionate embrace, floating on a cloud.

By the time they were airborne, Nimbus floating lazily over the ocean, Bulma was making quick work of unbuttoning Goku's wild tropical shirt. Her fumbling fingers finally got the last button open, and she greedily ran her hands all over the naked chest underneath, as their mouths still clashed in a fiery meeting of lips and tongues. She stopped her drifting hands just over his nipples, lightly rubbing her palms over the small peaks of flesh, feeling them harden at her touch. She broke their kiss, and trailed her open mouth down his throat, over his collarbone, and down to take one nipple into her mouth. Goku released his hold on her, leaning back on his hands to give her easier access to his body. His head was thrown back, and his eyes tightly closed as her mouth elicited the most pleasurable sensations as it sucked, nipped, and licked at him.

She made a path across his chest, taking the other nipple into her mouth, trailing her hand to the one she had left behind, circling the saliva-wet flesh with her index finger, gently scratching with her fingernail. Goku shuddered against her, moaning to the heavens as his desire flared almost out of control. He swiftly raised back up, loosening her hold on his chest, and bringing her mouth back up to his to plunder once again. Her hands reached back behind her own neck, nimbly untying the knot of her halter. She pulled away from his kiss, and allowed the striped fabric to fall to her waist, leaving her breasts bare.

Goku gasped as he looked at her naked upper body. He had never seen a naked woman before, and he was in awe of her beauty. This wasn't just ANY woman, it was his Bulma. **MY Bulma,** he thought to himself, as his hands drifted tenderly to cup both her breasts. "You're so beautiful." he breathed, as he couldn't tear his eyes away from her body. "So beautiful."

She leaned forward pressing their bare chests together. "Goku, I want you. I want to make love with you." she purred into his ear, her hot breath tickling the tiny hairs at the nape of his neck. She delicately licked the outer shell of his ear, gently suckling at his earlobe, causing him to shiver in excitement.

She pulled back, and looked in his eyes, seeing the uncertainty written there. "What's wrong, Goku?" she asked him gently.

"I...I don't know what it means." he said, looking away from her, his face flushed with embarrassment.

"What? Making love?" she questioned.

He nodded, unable to meet her eyes. She cupped his face between her hands, and brought his face to hers, forcing him to look at her. "I'll teach you what it means."

Their eyes locked for long moments, both searching the depths of each other's souls. Although the words had not been spoken, they both knew the extent of their feelings for one another. A pure, true love was felt in both of their hearts, and their bodies knew that to join together would strengthen their love, even if one of them had no clue what the joining would entail.

"Stretch your legs out in front of you," Bulma said, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. Goku lifted her up from his lap, and complied. She scooted her body back onto his thighs, and let her hands drop to the waistband of his shorts, quickly unbuttoning and unzipping them. She wrapped her legs around his thighs, her lower legs cutting easily through the cloud, before crossing her ankles underneath him, effectively latching herself to him so that she wouldn't fall. The precarious hold, and the danger of the situation she was in exhilarated her. She hadn't felt the adrenaline rush through her veins in such a way since their last dragon ball hunt.

"Now, lift your hips up." Again he complied without question, leaning back on his hands. She slipped the khaki material as far off of his hips as she could, releasing his hardening erection from it's confines. He hissed through his teeth as the cool ocean air hit his heated skin, but was soon silenced when he felt her delicate hand encircle his arousal. She pumped her hand slowly, up and down, stroking him until he was fully erect and rock hard.

She returned her arms to their place around his neck, as she released the grip she was holding with her legs. She lifted her ankles up until they were resting on his knees, causing her own knees to spread wide, and her mini-skirt to ride high on her hips, exposing her blue satin panties.

Bulma lifted her hips up, dropping one of her hands between her own legs, and slid the wet satin aside, revealing her waiting entrance. She raised herself over his hard member, and lowered her body, slowly impaling herself on him. Goku's eyes flew shut as his mouth dropped open, emitting a shocked, incoherent sound, as his erection was encompassed in the hot embrace of his lover's body. Any thought that he may have had in his mind was quickly sent away, as he could do nothing but feel.

She slowly raised herself back up, using her ankles against his knees as leverage, and her arms around his neck to help lift her body. She brought herself up until only the head of his penis was still held within, and she abruptly sat back down, taking his entire length inside. She attacked his mouth with her own, swirling and twining their tongues together, and he returned her passion tenfold.

The rocking of her hips increased in tempo, as both lovers registered the distant sound of fireworks exploding over the ocean miles away. Goku leaned back, lying on the cloud, as Bulma remained upright, straddling him. Increasing the rhythm of her movements, grinding her clitoris against his pubic bone, she felt herself coming closer to her climax. Wanting to wait for his release, she picked up her pace, relinquishing the contact with his pelvis to give him the thrusting friction needed to bring him to his first orgasm.

In a frenzied movement, Goku grasped at her hips, controlling the rhythm of her thrusts, moving her up and down on his erection faster and harder, until he felt an intense tightening in his groin. He slammed her body down hard on his own, feeling the release he'd been striving for, without ever knowing what to expect. The fireworks behind his eyelids rivaled those being shot into the sky, as his body was overtaken by crashing waves of pleasure in his every cell. A howl was torn from his throat as he came.

Bulma's own release exploded as she felt his hot seed bursting inside her, making her entire being flush with erotic energy, as she experienced fireworks of her very own. As their orgasms subsided, Bulma lay down, stretching herself on top of him, their bare chests pressed together. She held him inside of her, not wanting the beautiful experience they'd shared to end.

Once their breathing returned to normal, Bulma opened her eyes to find that they were floating five feet above the beach, 100 yards from the house on the Briefs' private island. "We're here," she whispered in amazement, "but how?"

"Nimbus." Goku rasped, his throat dry. "It always seems to know where I need to go."

Bulma lifted her head, and looked down into the still flushed face of her only love. Her heart skipped a beat as she gazed at him, peacefully lying with his eyes still closed, with a subtle, low purr emanating from his chest. She lowered her head and brushed his lips with hers. "Come on, love. Let's go inside. There are a few more things I can think of to teach you." she said with a wicked grin, as she lifted herself off of his body, feeling suddenly less complete with him no longer inside of her.

He opened his eyes and caught the grin, abrubtly sitting up and wrapping his arms around her. He jumped the short distance down to the beach, and stepped out of the shorts which had fallen to his ankles when he landed. He sat Bulma on her feet, and let his wild tropical shirt drop to the sand with his shorts. Bulma, grinning, untied the knot at her waist, and tossed her halter top onto his clothes, and followed it with her mini skirt and panties. Both stepped out of their shoes, and walked the path to the door of the house, completely bare, holding hands.

As they reached the door, the sound of hundreds of shells exploding caught their attention, and they turned to watch the grand finale of the extravagant light show. When the sparks had all fizzled, and the sky was once again dark, Bulma put her arms around Goku's neck, and drew him down into a deep kiss. "Come on. Let's go make some fireworks of our own." she said, as she pulled him inside and shut the door.

THE END.

A/N Ok, I realize that some of you are probably thinking that Goku can ride Nimbus because he is pure of heart, and wouldn't having sex on the cloud cause them both to fall right through? Well, therein lies the moral to the story: When between two people who are truly in love, sex does not equal sin. Goku is still pure of heart, when his heart is full of love. ^-^

Special thanks to AMCM74 for giving me the correct position they should be in to allow Bulma some leverage, without her falling through Nimbus!!! Thanks, kiddiepoo!!