Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Mustache ❯ The Growth Stage ( Chapter 2 )

The Mustache

By Elbereth in April

Chapter 2: The Growth Stage

A Few Days Later:

After breakfast, Bulma suddenly grabbed Vegeta's face and scrubbed at his upper lip with a napkin. He pulled away roughly. "Gah! What are you doing, woman?"

"Your lip is dirty. . . but it won't come off."

He felt his upper lip. "That's not dirt! I'm growing a mustache."

"A mustache?" she repeated numbly.

He gave her a smug look. Her own face was blank. Their two children had fallen into complete silence, staring. "A mustache?" Trunks asked finally.

Smirking, he nodded, then started to grow annoyed as his family just stared at him and one another. "What?"

"It's just--um, so sudden," Bulma said. "I can't imagine it."

He scowled. This thing had better grow fast.

_________ ________

"Is it just me or has Dad been almost unbearably insufferable lately?" Trunks complained to his sister, plopping down beside her on the couch.

"It's as if no man ever grew a mustache before," she nodded.

"I wonder what put this idea into his head."

"I have no clue."

___________ ________

Vegeta stood in front of the bathroom mirror, silently willing his mustache to grow. Shouldn't it be coming in faster? He was Saiyan, after all. And the Prince of all Saiyans at that. His mustache sound be something spectacular. It should radiate power. Why wouldn't it hurry up?

His father had had a mustache, he reassured himself. Well, a goatee, actually, but that included a mustache. So it would grow eventually. It was OK.

He smirked suddenly. Kakkarot didn't have a mustache. Maybe now his superiority would finally be recognized!

At the very least, he would be way cooler than him!

"Grow, mustache, grow!"

_______ ________

Bulma dropped her hand away from the bathroom door without knocking and ran off to the bedroom, to dissolve in helpless giggles. Her husband was so silly! She could never tell him she overheard that, of course, but that didn't matter. . .

Vegeta entered the bedroom and smirked at her. She fell off the bed at the sight of him, laughing hysterically.

"What is your problem, woman?" She couldn't be laughing at him, could she? No, that was ridiculous.

"N-nothing," she managed at last, still giggling.

"Hn." He frowned at her.

He was so silly! But adorable. She got up, eyes dancing, and walked over to stand in front of him.

He gave her a wary look. "What?"

She wrapped her arms around his neck and licked his stubbly upper lip. "Mmm. . . mustache taste good."

He beamed at her. OK, it wasn't exactly respectful, but still, he was finally getting results!

"Can't resist my new power, can you?" he exalted.

She started giggling again. "No, facial hair is my downfall," she teased him, only laughing harder when he appeared to take her seriously.

"Yes, well, just wait til it's finished," he said, steering them over towards the bed.

"I live for the day."

"Of course you do."

She let him lay her down without resisting. "Are you going to show me your newfound power?"

"Why not?"

_________ _______

In the hallway, Trunks looked thoroughly sickened. "Why do I always end up overhearing stuff like that?"

_________ _________

Bra found her mother watching T.V. "You encouraged him, didn't you, Mom?"

Bulma looked up. "What?"

"Daddy. His mustache."

"Oh. . . yes," she admitted, feeling guilty. "It was an accident, though. I hadn't meant to."

Bra sat down and scowled at the T.V., arms crossed. "Just great."

"How did you know?"

"I caught him staring in the hallway mirror, saying, `Who's the man? I am! The mustache man!'"

Bulma died laughing once again. "Did you say anything?" she asked when she recovered, a good 15 minutes later.

"No! I hid until he went on. Even *I'm* not crazy enough to let him know I saw *that.*"

"I think it's best if we just humor him, dear. It's just a phase he's going through. The excitement will wear off eventually and then he'll get over it."

"Maybe he's having a mid-life crisis?"

Bulma looked thoughtful. "Maybe. I'll keep my eye on him."

"Well, I wish it would get over soon! I mean, this is all pretty funny, but. . ." she shuddered. "He looks like a geek!"