Okay so, my disclaimer is in my summary, of course I do not own DBZ (wish I did !) This is my theory on what happened during the three year gap, and how I see Vegeta. I think personally that there had to be SOME sensitivity to the man for Bulma to love him so much. But at the same time, he's an arrogant jerk. So it's fun writing ! Reviews are greatly appreciated, just remember this is how I look at their relationship so he might be a little out of character at times, considering I'm sure Vegeta in front of everyone and Vegeta alone are somewhat different. He always has something to prove ! But anyway, I hope all who read enjoy ! I am following the story line closely, so at times it might be a tad bit like 'we already know this !' but I do all of my stories as closely as I can to the actual whatever I'm writing on.

Like I said, readers and reviewers are greatly appreciated !

~Kaila G.

In the blink of an eye, Bulma had found herself back on familiar ground. Back on earth. No more Namek. Thank Kami. Bulma silently applauded in her head. But the time was not for celebration yet. Goku was still on Namek, who knew if he was dead or alive? Goku was still on Namek, alone. All alone, while the others were safe and sound, here back on earth.

Bulma sighed and glanced around. All the Nameks were huddled together, wide eyed. She almost giggled at the sight, but felt it was inappropriate. Making fun of someone else's fear was not a thing that Bulma Briefs would do. Of course, she knew one person that would. Glancing around, she saw Vegeta.

Trying to ignore the mass murderer, she set about figuring up plans, as she always did. It came time to discuss wishing everyone back, and there seemed to be issues with wishing Goku and Krillin back. Namek was destructed, therefore leaving no planet to wish the two warriors back onto. Bulma winced slightly at the news, glancing at Gohan's pitiful face as he tried to plead for another option. Bulma gave him the best explanation she could, watching his face fall as she crushed his hopes and dreams.

"I'm sorry, Gohan. I know it's hard. Your dad's a really good egg." Bulma said sadly.

"SHUT UP!" Vegeta hissed, causing Bulma to turn around, glaring at the Saiyan prince that stood leaning against a tree.

"What?" She yelped, anger starting to flood through her.

"Enough of this ridiculous babble." Vegeta demanded, his arms crossed.. "If you want Kakarot back, then listen. The earth has a check-in station to the spirit realm. Wish him back there first, then wish him back to life."

"Hey! That might work! Man, Vegeta, what a great idea! I'm impressed." Bulma rambled, oblivious to the slight embarrassment she caused to Vegeta, who looked down at the ground with a grunt. "This is awesome! We need to gather the dragon balls." Bulma was growing excited, when she noticed Gohan walking toward Vegeta.

"Uh, thank you very much! Heh heh." Gohan stuck his hand out to Vegeta.

"Don't get carried away!" Vegeta growled, smacking Gohan's hand away. "You bunch of softies." Silly fools. I'm not interested in helping Kakarot. I want to know how he became a Super Saiyan, so I can do it too. Vegeta mumbled in his head, though he refused to say the words out loud.

Vegeta watched the scene before him with little interest. The woman had kept glancing at him, staring at him, everytime he said anything. Some strange part of him was actually relieved that everyone was back on earth. The blue haired woman was young and full of life. She would have fizzled into a waste if Frieza would have gotten a hold of her. The things she would have experienced would have killed her in a short amount of time, he was sure...

So what? She concerns you, why? SHE DOESN'T. Vegeta shook his head, wondering why those thoughts entered his mind. He summed it up to his hatred toward Frieza, and left it at that. One of the elder Nameks was informing the woman that they had to use the dragon balls to find another planet, but the problem was: where to go until then?

"Gosh.. Hey, I know! Just stay with me!" Bulma practically yelled with excitement. Vegeta winced, the shrillness of her voice piercing his eardrums.

"No, we mustn't impose." The older Namek replied.

"Ahh, hey, it's really no biggie! It's the least I can do for you all. Besides you need a major credit card to stay in a hotel." Bulma grinned as the Nameks all began looking at each other in question. "Hey, no worries! My Dad's compound is huge! There's enough room for everyone. It's not like you guys have a lot of options. Green men from outer space aren't a common sight around here."

"Oh gosh, I see your point. We accept." The Namek finally gave in.

"What about you?" Bulma called, turning toward Vegeta. "Hey homeboy!"

"Huh, what? Home...what?" Vegeta stuttered at the woman's words. No one had ever addressed him in such a manner. Homeboy?

"Hey loosen up! You're gonna need a place to crash too!" Bulma flashed him a smile, her blue eyes twinkling.

"Ugh." Vegeta huffed, turning his head away from her.

"Hey, why don't you drop the arrogant tough guy act and just relax? Let it all go, take a vacation for goodness sake. Unwind and see what life has to offer you. You're actually kinda cute!" Bulma gushed.

"What? I'm not kinda... SHUT UP!" Vegeta huffed, his expression twisted in horror as he glanced around, hoping no one heard the woman's big mouth. His face flushed slightly, as he kept his face turned away from the others. Kinda cute, my ass!

"All right then, it's all settled. I'm going to go call my dad and have him pick all of us up." Bulma announced.

"Thank you so much." The older Namek said gratefully.

"Uh, Bulma, do you think I could stay at your house for a little while?" Gohan asked quietly.

"What are you talking about kiddo? You have your own beautiful house with a wonderful mom who's probably worried sick about you." Bulma replied, giving him the answer he wasn't quite looking for.

"Well, yea but, it will just be for a short time. Please?" Gohan seemed to be pleading. "Just 'til I finish my homework?" How could she say no? Bulma called her father to inform him of their location, and she advised him to bring one of the bigger Capsule Corp. vehicles after explaining the situation. It seemed like no time before she heard the roar of the engines.

"Hey that's them! All right! Yo, Dad! We're down here!" Bulma began waving her arms and yelling like a maniac. Once again, Vegeta had to refrain from covering his ears at her shrill shouting. As soon as Mr. Briefs landed, the hatch opened, and Chi Chi came running down the ramp shouting for Gohan. Bulma's eyes widened at the sight, and she was suddenly very happy she was not in Gohan's position, as Chi Chi ran toward him at full blast.

Bulma, eager to get back home after being gone for so long, decided to pull a smart move. She quickly ushered everyone into the ship, even Vegeta seemed eager to get going, as he swaggered up the ramp and stepped inside. They took off for Capsule Corp. No one had much to say, and even if they did, no one could get a word in. Chi Chi was asking Gohan a million questions. Bulma let out a breath she didn't even realize she had been holding when they landed. Home sweet home. She hummed in her head.

"Well guys, this is gonna be your new home for a while." Bulma chirped, showing off her home to its guest. "It's not the Taj Mahal, but I think you're gonna like it." Suddenly a blonde woman was in Vegeta's face, who jerked back, stunned at the intrusion of his personal space.

"Hi, are you the one who helped Goku save my beautiful little girl from those horrible men?" Mrs. Briefs asked, and Vegeta was silent, as he pondered over what to do, what to say. "You should get a medal, you're a hero!"

"I, I, uh... A ship!" Vegeta found something to save him from the blasted woman's mother. Suddenly, his day turned much brighter. He was getting the hell out of dodge. Walking over to the ship, he began looking at it, studying the frame.

"She's a real beauty." Mr. Briefs joined him. Vegeta scowled, but decided to take some interest. It was his only way out of this hell hole. "Advanced supertronics, the best self generated laser power reactor, and a stereo system that will bring the house down." Vegeta walked inside of the ship, taking a look for himself.

"Not bad. Kakarot must have used a ship just like this one." Vegeta said out loud. Suddenly, something beeped and Mrs. Briefs appeared on the small circle screen with a tray full of drinks.

"Hi Vegeta, come on out! Cold drinks for everyone! I made you a Shirley Temple!" Mrs. Briefs offered. Vegeta mentally groaned and left the ship without a word. Even though it was only one hundred and thirty days, Vegeta felt like it was going to take a lifetime.

Over the next few months, Vegeta still hadn't grown accustomed to Mrs. Briefs. Bulma and her father were easy to live with. Well, at least Mr. Briefs was. Bulma was another story, but not nearly as intolerable as her mother. Mainly, they let him be. Much to his surprise. Bulma would try to talk to him every now and then, only to have Vegeta piss her off, which ended in her storming away. Yes, Vegeta was happy that the days counted down much quicker than he expected.

The day had come to make the wish, the dragon would soon appear. Bulma was in the middle of it all, Vegeta stayed back, leaned against the house. He watched the woman he had been living with. Her hair had grown out quite a bit. Vegeta thought she looked better with longer hair. Brushing the thought from his mind, he kept his eyes on the others, waiting.

Of course Kakarot's psycho wife and his son were late. Vegeta gave a slight shake of the head. The others didn't seem to care about punctuation, just ready to summon the dragon and make their wishes. The blue haired woman urged Dende to continue. The small Namek boy mumbled a few words in the Namekian language, and the dragon appeared, Bulma making awful barking noises.

The Nameks decided to give their wish to Bulma, saying they wouldn't mind waiting to find another planet. Excited, Bulma made the first wish. Goku and Krillin were to be sent to earth's check-in station. The dragon informed them that Krillin was there, but not Goku. He was alive, and the dragon made everyone aware that moving him to the check-in station would kill him.

Kakarot... Vegeta pondered. The others began wondering why he hadn't come home. They decided to wish Krillin back to life, which Vegeta thought was a wish well wasted. And then, the little bald man appeared, dazed and confused as to what he was doing back alive. Of course the others went about cheering and explaining the situation to him.

After the dragon began getting impatient, Bulma complimented him with a "You're cute", and Vegeta felt the monster's pain as it winced with embarrassment. Vegeta laughed silently, happy to see someone else besides him being attacked by the woman's stupid insults. Cute my ass. Vegeta growled in his head.

Bulma finally got down to business, telling Dende to go ahead with the last wish. Bring Goku back to earth. Bulma waited with anticipation at seeing her friend again. Then, the dragon burst everyone's bubble with a few simple words. "It cannot be done." Why? Because wherever the idiot Saiyan was, he wanted to stay. He had refused to return, passing along the message that he'd be back later.

Kakarot, what are you up to? You're probably training on another planet somewhere, perfecting your skills, while I'm sitting here wasting my time with these bozos. Vegeta looked over, seeing the ship that Mr. Briefs had shown him. It was time. He'd find the damn clown out there. He would.

The roaring startled Bulma as it pulsed through her ears. Looking over, she watched as the Capsule Corp. space ship disappeared into the sky. She knew that Vegeta had gotten on it and took off. Just what are you doing? Where are you going? Be safe, Vegeta. Bulma thought wearily. Something about the Saiyan just made her wonder. He and Goku were the same thing, the same race... Maybe her thoughts were just wishful thinking. I'll probably never see him again.

"Isn't that your space ship, darling?" Mrs. Briefs asked her husband, breaking through Bulma's thoughts.

"Well, it was." He replied, almost forlornly.

"Ohh..." Mrs. Briefs said quietly. Piccolo got them back on track, and Bulma talked to King Kai briefly before instructing Dende to wish back Yamcha. Bulma was lost at the sight of her on and off again boyfriend. She had been through so much to get him, and now he was back. She grinned when he told her she looked better than ever, the grin growing when he mentioned how much he'd missed her.

One-hundred and thirty days passed quickly, and the gang summoned the dragon once again. Tien and Chiaotzu were revived, and returned back to earth. The day was full of excitement until the Namekians had to say goodbye. Bulma watched, feeling a rush of tears in her eyes as Gohan and Dende held hands and said goodbye. The two kids were teary eyed as Dende whispered "See ya."

"Yea, see ya." Gohan whispered back. Dende disappeared from Gohan's grasp, and Bulma's heart broke for the young boy. She knew how much he loved Dende, and when Gohan cried out for his friend, she stepped forward resting her hand on his shoulder.

But all in all, everything was back to normal. The enemy was wiped out, Goku had promised to return eventually, and Bulma had her friends back. Her boyfriend back. Though she was sad to see the Nameks leave, she found peace knowing that they finally had what they had longed for. A home. She knew Dende and Gohan would see each other again. Bulma smiled, feeling satisfied.