A Collection of Short DBZ Stories

Yes, we kiss.

Scenario: Vegeta finds out the truth ft. sassy Goku

It was the end of yet another training session and Vegeta and Goku poofed themselves back on Earth, right on Gohan's property. It was the young man's birthday today—the first one since he got married and Videl decided it'd be neat to throw a little surprise party.

Both saiyan families were there and a few Z-fighters. Balloons and food lined the area, and among it all stood Gohan looking rather shy. Unfortunately, the pure bloods missed the whole surprise part and made it in time for the actual festivities but no one seemed to mind. Regardless, of the young man's timidity, he greeted each guest kindly, not realizing his father had arrived.

In fact, no one seemed to notice the duo's presence just yet. Well, except for Chichi who was only glad they didn't totally forget about this gathering, and of course Bulma kept an eye out for them too. However, the scientist was a bit distracted with Trunks. Goku spotted his wife and waved her down while he admired her more casual attire.

"Chichi, yo!" At least today she seemed more relaxed, and with grace in each step she walked over to her husband and smiled. Along the way she tapped Bulma's shoulder and notified her of their arrival.

"I'm surprised ya even showed up." She teased and gave him a pinch on the arm as a little punishment for being late.

"Hey, you should be glad I showed up at all with my memory!" He laughed before he placed a hand on her little shoulder, leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips. Now, all this was done in front of a very peeved looking Vegeta, whose jaw dropped at the action. Bulma threw him a sour look, wondering just what had gotten into him.

"Kakarot, since when do you...kiss your wife?"

The taller man cocked his head to the side without a hint of embarrassment on his face. It was more confusing than anything but of course no one was surprised. "Huh? What d'ya mean?"

"A few months ago, after we got our asses kicked by Goku Black, you said you never kissed your wife."

"What? I never said that!" The alien held back a laugh. He knew Vegeta could be a little...strange but this was one weird complaint.

"Oh don't try to bullshit me any further." The ex-prince crossed his arms tightly over his chest. "After Trunks fed Mai that senzu bean you were looking around, confused as all mighty hell, wondering why their lips touched like that!"

Realization hit Goku like a ton of bricks. At least this time his memory didn't fail him. "You call that a kiss?" The warrior released a hearty laugh. "I don't know what you and Bulma are into but I don't wanna know."

By now, the short one was a nice shade of pink. "What the hell do you mean by that, clown?"

"What I mean is, that's not a kiss, that's just spitting into someone else's mouth." He ran a hand through his hair in surprise. "Didja really think I never kissed Chichi before?"

He felt rather stupid when he realized this entire thing was a miscommunication, but being Vegeta he'd never admit it. "Well, you clearly didn't understand what I was referring to! Plus you're such a big idiot that it wasn't so far fetched."

"Vegeta," Goku began slowly, "I have two kids, I've been married for like, twenty years—"

"Twenty three, dear." Chichi politely corrected.

"Right, and you think I never kissed my own wife?" The older saiyan scowled in response, he was going to say something snarky but Goku was quick to steal the moment. "And you're calling me the idiot?" Now the little man was a deeper shade of red, he was not only embarrassed, but pissed off too. "Geez, I can't believe you."

He growled in response. "Oh will you shut the hell up! Only an idiot like you wouldn't understand what I'm talking about!"

Unfazed, the man smiled. He knew it would piss off his rival more and that was kinda the whole point. "Whatever ya say, spitter!"

"I don't spit on anyone or anything except for your grave!"

"Ha! At the rate you're going your totally dying first."

"Oh really, Kakarot? Wanna make that a bet?"

Bulma and Chichi, the two women who had to put up with these shenanigans on a daily basis, exchanged knowing looks. This was gunna get ugly.

"Okay, I might not have a clue as to what's going on, but do you two seriously have to make death a competition, too?" The scientist scoffed, which was Chichi's cue.

"Seriously. You two can be immature later, it's our son's birthday today. Let's enjoy it, right?" The daggers she shot from those black eyes were something not even the great Son Goku could dodge. He knew she meant business and saying anything sarcastic was out of the question.

"Right! Silly us, right Vegeta old buddy?"

The ex-prince didn't even have to turn his head to feel his own wife's eyes burning into his soul. So he didn't. Instead he opted to just beat the you-know-what out of the guy tomorrow. "....right." He muttered. Who cares about how Kakarot kisses anyone?! Gross.

2020

A.N: Clearly I still care...😅