by  Kathrine R Mckay
 

     Vegeta looked from left to right. No one in the small room. He relaxed and stepped inside.

    "SURPRISE!!!" Krillen shouted, dropping down from the rafter he was hiding behind.

    Vegeta jumped. "You bald freak!! Damnit, why won't anyone leave me alone!! Just for two seconds!!" Vegeta shouted.

    "Well, gee, Vegeta, you're touchy," Krillen said softly.

    Vegeta glowered at him. Krillen backed up nervously, hands held up in surrender. "Well,
it IS your wedding day," Krillen said.

    Vegeta scowled and turned to the door. "Don't remind me," he muttered.

    Krillen stared at him.

    Vegeta walked out the door. He looked for another hiding place. He spied a good sized tree a few feet away. He teleported over to the tree, then floated up to the most hidden branch. He tucked his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. 'Vegeta, Vegeta, Vegeta. You moron.

    What were you thinking, asking that annoying baka to marry you? What would King Vegeta say? Who cares? King Vegeta was a baka, too. What would the old Vegeta have said? Yes, I mean the old Vegeta. The Vegeta, who, when annoyed, blasted the thing annoying him. The Vegeta, when it came to love, knew only the love of victory. Where did you change, Vegeta?

    When did you change?' Vegeta thought to himself. There was a hole in the branches, and Vegeta could see the guests milling about.  Vegeta wished Bulma hadn't insisted on a large wedding. Where did she get all these people?

    "Getting cold feet?" asked Goku from behind him.

    Vegeta looked at him from the corner of his eye. "That means you're having second thoughts, getting nervous," Goku explained. Goku was sprawled on his belly on the branch to the side of Vegeta's.

    Vegeta turned back to his hole in the leaves. "Maybe," Vegeta said. He stretched out, keeping one knee to his chest, while extending the other one.

    "If you fall, I'm gonna laugh and give away your hiding place," Goku said with a laugh.

    "If I fall, it'll be because you pushed me, and if I fall, I'm going to take you with me," Vegeta retorted.

    "Yep, he's nervous," Goku said casually, turning so he was lounging on his back.

    Vegeta glared at him. "I am NOT nervous!" he hissed.

    "Uh-huh," Goku said.

    "Oh, where is that no good husband of yours, Chi chi? He said he'd get Vegeta out of hiding!" Bulma cried below them.

    Vegeta narrowed his eyes at Goku. Goku gave a nervous smile and looked down. Vegeta followed his gaze.

    Bulma stood beneath them, with Chi chi, all dressed up in her wedding dress. 'So beautiful,' Vegeta thought. NOW he remembered why he proposed to Bulma. "Don't worry, Bulma. Vegeta will show up. Trust me.

    It's this thing with Saiya-jins. They can't go back on their word. Not directly, anyway. They think they're too honorable. If Goku felt that way, Vegeta will. Goku hid for three hours before he came out," Chi chi soothed.

    Vegeta glanced at Goku with a sneer. Goku kept his gaze on the women.

    "Oh, Chi chi, Goku didn't even know what marriage was!" Bulma said.

    Vegeta had to struggle to keep in a snort of laughter.  "Don't worry. Goku said he'd make sure Vegeta wouldn't fly off," Chi chi reassured. "Come, I've got to get you all dolled up."

    When the women had left, Vegeta chortled. "You-you didn't know wh-what m-marriage was? A-and you went through with it? Kaka-Kakarott, what were you thinking?" Vegeta said between guffaws.

    Goku ignored him.

    Vegeta leaned against the tree trunk. "Kakarott, why did you marry Chi chi?" he asked. Goku shrugged.

    "When we first met, she tricked me into marrying her. As she said, I didn't know what it was at the time," Goku said.

     Goku checked the watch Chi chi made him wear. "Oh, Vegeeeeetaaaaa......" Goku said.

    Vegeta stared at him, wide-eyed. "Your joking," Vegeta gasped.

    Goku grinned. "It's time, bud," Goku said.

    Vegeta scowled and hopped down out of the tree. Goku followed him. Vegeta walked up the aisle as the guests took their seats.

    The priest nodded his head once in greeting.

    Dun, dun, dun dun! Dun, dun, dun dun! Dun, dun, dun dun, dun, dun dun, dun, dun dun! The wedding music started. Vegeta stood rigid. He was about to turn his head to look,
but the best man, Goku, stopped him.

    "It's bad luck to look at the bride before the wedding and while she walks up the aisle," Goku hissed. Vegeta frowned. Bulma stepped up beside Vegeta.

    "Glad you made it," Bulma whispered. Vegeta grunted softly.

    "We are gathered here in holy matrimony to wed-" the priest said.

    Vegeta tuned out until the priest said, "If any do not wish these two to be married, speak now, or forever hold your peace."

    Vegeta turned and glared at the crowd, daring anyone to speak. He turned back to the priest.

    "Do you, Vegeta, take Bulma Briefs as your lawfully wedded wife, to hold in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" the priest asked.

    "I do," Vegeta said curtly.

    "And do you, Bulma Briefs, take Vegeta as your lawfully wedded husband, to hold in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" the priest said, turning to Bulma. Vegeta held his breath.

    "I do," Bulma said.

    Vegeta exhaled silently.

    "Then I now pronounce you man and wife. Vegeta, you may kiss the bride," the priest said. Vegeta turned to Bulma.

    Bulma's eyes glowed with happiness. Vegeta smiled tenderly and kissed her.

    When they separated, the crowd burst into cheers. As Bulma and Vegeta walked down the aisle, the crowd threw rice onto them.

    "So, Vegeta, are we gonna take the limo or are we gonna tie boots and cans to your butt and you fly me home?" Bulma kidded.

    Vegeta smirked at her. "Let's take the limo for just this once," he said, and winked. Bulma smiled mischievously. They got into the black limo, and through the whole ride
home, neither of them noticed the bumps.
 

Ta-Da!