Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Eternal Treasure of Planet Vegeta ❯ Bulma's Thoughts ( Chapter 5 )

Have you enjoyed it so far? I'll be putting a lemon in chaps to come, that's why the rating…Anyway, this is Bulma's POV of Trunks' wedding. It's very sweet…

Disclaimer: Yes, yes! DBZ is mine!!! *falls off bed and wakes up* Darn it! Oh, well, I can always dream…

Bulma's thoughts:

About a week after Trunks and Nikki left, we got an email from them saying they were coming back, and that they wished to get married in this timeline. I was so excited, so I started making preparations immediately.

Well, the day after the fax they arrived. Vegeta sensed them first, and he yelled at me from the G. Chamber that they had come. He was being pretty tolerable that day. I think it was because Nikki was coming. He has a strange affection for her. I don't know what it is, but as long as it stops him from acting less of a jerk, I'm satisfied.

They had come in the same Capsule, and Mom and I rushed out to meet them. Trunks came out of the Capsule first. I hugged him, and Mom nearly smothered him in kisses. Next got out some people I hadn't met before. Trunks introduced them to me as Dr. and Mrs. Miyo, Nikki's parents. There was also a little girl of about eight called Makota and a thirteen year old boy called Kaji. Kaji resembled Nikki a lot. They were her siblings.

Mrs. Miyo was a plump motherly looking woman. She had very dark hair that she kept in a plaited bun at the back of her head. She kissed me on the cheek and said she hoped having all of us here was no trouble. I laughed and assured it was no trouble at all. Dr. Miyo was a very sober looking man; the type you knew had worked very hard to give his family the best life possible, and loved them very much. He had pepper grey hair and handsome cerulean eyes. He was quite gentlemanly. I hope Trunks picks up some etiquette from him.

I asked them all to come inside, but Trunks said he'd wait for Nikki, who coming in another Capsule. We went in, and I introduced the Miyo's to Vegeta and my dad. Vegeta was half decent to them, and I was glad. I didn't want them to get a bad first impression on their daughter's new family.

Vegeta went outside to wait with Trunks. After two minutes, the other Capsule arrived. This time Mirai Bulma got out first, then Nikki with Valley. I was inside, but I heard some talking, and Nikki saying, "Vegeta!" then flinging one arm around his neck in a hug. Needless to say, Vegeta didn't blast her to pieces, which is his way of saying `I like you'. They came in, along with some more of Nikki's family.

Meeting me from the future is one of the strangest experiences I've ever had. We looked at each other for quite a few minutes. She -I mean me, had hair long enough to be tied back in a ponytail. We looked pretty much the same, except she had lines around her eyes and mouth that were much deeper than mine. I could also see the suffering and sadness in her eyes. It made me quite depressed for a minute, but I shook the feeling off.

The very next day, preparations got into full swing. We decided to have the wedding and reception here at Capsule Corp, because it was easier and more convenient. The Miyo's didn't want to make such a big deal out of it, but I insisted. I think they were worried about how much a big wedding would cost, but I assured them in unspoken terms that I would cover all the costs. After all, your first child only gets married once! Oh, wait! Twice in my case, but still!

I took Nikki, her mother, sister and teenage cousin down to the huge Satan City Mall, where they've opened a new bridal shop. I wanted to get Nikki the most elaborate and worked dress in the shop, but when she tried it on she didn't look half as good as she did in a less extravagant gown. So we got that one. Neither of the families was very religious, but Nikki had told me the night she spent at our house that her favourite dream was to walk down a long aisle in a beautiful dress, and then be married to the right man who would always keep her happy. I was determined to do everything in my power to make that dream come true, namely the long aisle, beautiful dress part. The rest was up to Trunks.

Makota was a pretty little girl. She had nut brown hair and brown eyes. She looked darling in a lacy pink flower girl's dress with a pink sash. I made a mental note to get her a pink ribbon to match. Asunita, or Anita, was the nineteen year old cousin. It was hard to believe she had been married and widowed in her short life. Her husband was killed when his office caved in from an earthquake caused by the androids. She was Nikki's maid of honour. I bought her a dress that was of a similar design to Nikki's.

Vegeta stayed out of the way at home. The Miyo's just dismissed him as shy and everyone was happy. Nikki and Trunks were not yet married, so they slept in different rooms. I gave Trunks the same room he had in the future, and Nikki the room next to him, which was actually the nursery. Valley and Baby Trunks spent the days together, and they enjoyed each other's company immensely. Valley looked exactly the same as the last time I saw him. I love him to bits. I think the only thing better than being a mother is being a grandmother.

I've seen a new maturity in Trunks. Actually I saw it when I was looking for some flowers to cut in the garden, when I heard voices and found Trunks and Nikki sitting on the grass in the small back section of the garden. I know I shouldn't have snooped, but I really couldn't help myself. Trunks had his arm around Nikki, and she was leaning her head on his chest. He had her hand clasped in his. They didn't speak for a long time.

"It seems like we only just met", said Trunks, after a while.

"We did only just meet", she replied.

"I've known you for years."

"No, you haven't. True, I was around and a regular acquaintance, but you never really knew me. You never had time for me, or a nice thing to say. You didn't know me."

"I didn't want to know you", said Trunks honestly. "And I feel awfully guilty about it now. Did you love me all that time when I didn't notice you?"

"I don't really know. I guess I felt something like it, because I felt happy and sad whenever I was with you."

"Do you still feel sad when you're with me?"

"No" she said. "I feel like I'm safe, and bursting with joy. But Trunks, I also feel so scared now.

Trunks looked down. "Why?"

She sighed. "I'm afraid one day you'll look at me and see an old woman you don't want anymore. I'm afraid one day you'll go away to fight and never come back. I'm afraid we won't get along, or Valley won't be happy with us and will want to move far away. And what if -"

Trunks interrupted her. "Sweetheart, no one got anywhere by saying `what if'. There will be risks, of course, and disagreements along the way. There's no doubt about that. But you have to remember the reason we've decided to get married. Remember the love and the hope we have. If we can always keep that, we'll come through anything. And to put your mind at ease about these worries, I fell in love with you when you were a young sixteen year old girl, and no matter how old you get, you'll still be sixteen in my eyes. We'll probably have a few fights, but good marriages always have some. Look at my Mom and Dad, they fight, but they still love each other! Valley will be happy with us because we'll be a close loving family. And you know darling, one day he'll grow up and naturally he'll want a bit of independence. But no matter what, I will always be there to protect you from anything and everything!"

Nikki looked up at him. I had to say my own heart was bursting with pride and happiness, so I could begin to imagine what she was feeling. It seemed like she could not say. She just gazed at him in wonder and adoring love until finally Trunks bent his head slightly and kissed her.

I slipped away then, feeling I had intruded enough on their privacy. The wedding was only a few days away, and there was still so much to do.

Caterers were hard to find. Not that we were having too many people, but four Saiyans at a wedding! I was afraid we wouldn't find anything, then Chi Chi and I would have to make it all ourselves. Android 18, who had also been invited with Krillin, Oolong and Master Roshi, was apparently an excellent cook.

And finally, after what seemed like years but in reality was about two weeks, the big day arrived. Keeping with tradition, Trunks and Nikki had not seen each other for two days. Yamcha, who was the only one who knew to how to wear a tuxedo, helped Trunks get dressed. I helped Nikki. Her mother was wearing a very beautiful kimono she had bought specially for the occasion. Mako was very excited. I have to say that if I ever have a girl, I want her to be like Mako. She was ready and waiting when we were still unpacking Nikki's dress.

I left and managed to take my seat just as Goku and Nikki's cousin Anita came down the aisle. They separated at the altar and took their place on either side. Trunks had asked Goku to be his best man, and Goku had agreed but hadn't known what the best man was. Sadly I'd missed Mako's flower girl act, but from the way she was grinning, it was obvious it had gone well.

Trunks was already standing at the altar, looking very handsome in a plain white tuxedo. I had even managed to get Vegeta into a tux, and he looked handsome too, even though he was sitting and scowling. Trunks looked down at his sweaty palms, then looked up again and saw a vision in white walking towards him. Everyone stood as the bride entered. The wedding was in the garden, and I had been afraid that the train or skirt would have gotten snagged on something, but everything seemed fine. The dress looked sublime. It was made of soft white silk with a pale pink sash that tied into a bow on the back. The skirt came out gently like a wave around her. Her diamond slippers were visible as she walked.

I smiled in satisfaction. The upper half of the dress was simple, yet elegant. There was an off the shoulder boat neck, with diamond lining, and long sleeves till her wrists, framed by a filmy material. The veil was only covering her till her chin, and even from here I could see dark eyes under them. She had insisted on wearing the most beautiful jewellery, which turned out to be flowers from our garden. Delicate pink rose buds were arranged above her veil and in her bouquet, accompanied by long ferns.

Vegeta leaned over and whispered to me, "That girl looks like an angel. You did a good job, woman". I grinned at him, and continued to look. Nikki was smiling and looking directly ahead towards the altar. I knew she had no doubt in her heart about what she was about to do.

She reached the altar, where Trunks took her hand, and they walked up the step to stand on the platform before the justice of the peace.

I heard them whispering. "Are you ready?" asked Trunks.

"Yes", she replied. "I'm ready."

The justice of the peace began the service. Baby Trunks and Valley were quiet throughout. I withheld my tears until they were putting the rings on each other.

The justice of the peace announced, "I now pronounce you man and wife. Mister Brief, you may kiss the bride!" Trunks lifted Nikaisha's veil, and they kissed. It was quick, but filled with love and meaning.

At the reception, Trunks and Nikki both made short speeches saying how happy they were and thanking us. Then I made a small speech wishing them well, and so did Mr. Miyo.

I gave the signal and the orchestra began to play. Trunks formally bowed to Nikki, and held out his hand. She curtsied and took it, being led to the middle of the dance floor. Then Trunks put one hand on her waist, and the other over her hand, as she lifted up the side of her skirt. They began to dance, twirling and swaying in a graceful waltz. I watched them and felt like crying again. They reminded me of Cinderella with her Prince Charming, the way they were gazing at each other.

And then a most surprising thing happened: Vegeta asked me to dance! I was shocked and surprised. We had never danced before; he had said it was silly. I took his hand, and he began to waltz with me. I was afraid he'd step on my feet but he was an exceptionally good dancer. I was astonished and proud. We kept dancing until I noticed Mirai Bulma standing and watching us.

It nearly broke my heart to see her. She was gazing at us so wistfully. I could tell she was wishing Vegeta had done the same thing for her. He must not have shown her any kindness or sign of love. I sniffed, and Vegeta looked at me.

"What is it?"

"Don't look back, but Mirai Bulma is behind us watching."

"So what if she is?"

"Oh, Vegeta, if only you could see her face! She looks so sad watching us. Please go and dance with her. It would make her so happy!"

"Okay" Vegeta let go off me and went over to her. The look in her eyes is something I can't even explain. They lit up like rekindled beacons of love.

We had managed to find caterers, and the food was delectable. The Saiyans present were full satisfied. Goku had a buffet table all to himself.

At the end of the night, Trunks and Nikki left with Valley in the smaller Time Capsule to go back to the future. As I watched them go, I wished them all the happiness in my heart, and wondered if I'd ever see my first grandson again.