Hi everyone!

As promised I am back with my new part of the story "Vegeta and Bulma in search of love" with a new artist name. Although the names haven't changed much. From miss-vegeta to Miss_Vegeta. You can find my last parts of the story under miss-vegeta and my newest parts that I will write under Miss_Vegeta.

So here is my next part and so I would have completed the penultimate chapter. Trunks is back in his future and now the final big part begins. Vegeta and Bulma find each other!
I hope you all read my story in large numbers. That would mean a lot to me. Comments would be great, then I know whether you like it or not.

Up soon
best regards
Miss_Vegeta

Part51:
After a quiet 15-minute flight, the Briefs plane landed gently in the back yard of the Capsule Corporation.
"So, here we are!" Said Bulma and typed the last commands into the on-board computer. "Damn!"complained Bulma, giving the computer a hard blow." What's going on? "Trunks asked, who was now taking off the seat belt." Is something wrong? "" Yes, ..... um ..... no ..... that shitty thing! ", Bulma shouted and ran her delicate hand through her hair." This board computer is full in the bucket! "And when she said that, the computer made a dull noise, as if it were about to say, 'Who's in the bucket !?"
"Absolutely hopeless!", Bulma whispered and also freed herself from the seat belt. "It hasn't worked properly since Vegeta's radio call. I don't know why!" Trunks laughed. "My mother looks so nice when she's angry about something!", He thought and grinned like Goku when he gets something to eat from Chichi. "Why are you smiling like that? Do you think that's funny?" Asked Bulma a little offended and crossed her arms over her chest. Trunks raised his hands in defense. "No, no! I don't. Sorry!" Bulma closed her eyes."No problem, I'm an understanding woman. I don't take it angry with you!" And again the computer made a strange noise. "Well, I definitely have to fix it as soon as possible! Maybe a virus has crept in and if that's the case, all the computers in the whole house may fail. That wouldn't be good!" Thought Bulma loudly. Actually she was only talking to herself. "But before I give you long speeches about computers, we'd better get out!" Said Bulma and pressed the hatch button. The oversized window opened immediately and the on-board computer showed a green light. "Well, then, everyone hop!" Bulma hopped the small distance from the air to the ground and immediately stretched herself right to the left and right. "Are you ready? Then we'll go back into the house! I'm sure to be eagerly awaited!" Said Bulma and she sauntered to the front door with Trunks. And as if she had known, her mother, Frau Briefs, was already waiting for her."Hello my darling!", Mrs. Briefs greeted her daughter. "Hello mom!" Said Bulma and closed the door when Trunks was also in the house. "And how was it with Son-Goku? Did you have a lot of fun?" "Yes, it was great. You can't ...", began Bulma, but suddenly she stopped when she heard a huge crash from above . A door just slammed. Everyone stared up in confusion. "What was that?" Trunks asked and put his hands in his trouser pockets. "Oh that's just Vegeta. He's been running from room to room all evening. He's looking for some information!" "What? Some information. About what?" Asked Bulma and sniffed briefly into the kitchen. Mrs. Briefs was just cooking! "I don't know myself. He didn't want to tell me about his secret. But he's been asking the whole time if you're back! You should maybe go to him!" Said Ms. Briefs and smiled like she always does did. "Yes, I'll do that now too!Come along! ", said Bulma and immediately dragged Trunks up the stairs." But hurry up! There will be food soon! ", said Ms. Briefs and disappeared back into the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Bulma went straight to Vegeta's room. She was really excited to see what he wanted from her this time. That could only be something bad again. After the row earlier, it seemed that he was very angry. That just couldn't mean anything good!
Bulma stopped in front of Vegeta's room and warned Trunks before they went inside. "Don't expect too much from him!" Said Bulma and opened the doorknob. "Strange!" Trunks thought to himself. "That's exactly what my mother told me before I left in the past! Don't expect too much from your father! Strange!"
"Vegeta? Are you in here?" Asked Bulma meekly and slowly opened the door. "Vegeta?"
"What do you want?" She suddenly heard behind her. "Can't you knock?" Grumbled Vegeta, who, as usual, had his hands closed over his chest. "What?", Bulma nagged and walked up to him." I thought you needed me urgently! Didn't you call me on the radio earlier? I thought it was important and that's why I got in right away! ", she defended herself and tried to stand up against the royal sayajin. But he was much bigger!
Vegeta just laughed. "It's okay!" He said and walked towards the window. "Now you're finally back from that wretched kakarott!" "Hey!", Bulma screamed. "Leave Son-Goku alone! And what does this matter now! Tell me what you want!", Bulma said and began to look at Vegeta. "Oh my god!", It went through her head. "Vegeta looks terrible!" With all the mess she didn't even notice how tired he actually looked. His normally unruly hair was tousled and there were beads of sweat everywhere. His shirt looked rather crumpled up, and not to mention his face. It was very tense.
Bulma stared into the window where it was reflected.On closer inspection, she could see his scar on his shoulder.
"You're right!" He interrupted her thoughts. "I'm interested in something much more important right now!" Vegeta said and turned back to her. He finally noticed Trunks, who was standing quietly in the door frame. "What? You're still here too?" Trunks just nodded. “How?” Bulma was feeling pretty marginal right now. "Hey, Vegeta! I'm still here!" Protested Bulma, waving her hand in front of Vegeta's face to draw his attention back to her. But it didn't work. "You know what? We'll talk about it later. I just got home and my mother is already preparing dinner. Let's talk later, okay?" Suggested Bulma, staring into Vegeta's black eyes. His eyes were still on Trunks. There was something in the air! You could feel it right away.
After a while Vegeta said, "All right. I want to talk to you alone anyway!I no longer need annoying listeners! ", Vegeta said and laughed. Quite the opposite of Trunks. Trunks felt very hurt."
"Come with me!" Said Bulma and walked towards Trunks. "We're going to eat now! What do you think of that?" "Oh, I have to disappoint you!", Trunks said and looked at Vegeta. "I should be in my future by now!" Vegeta's gaze remained fixed. "What? Already? But the food!" "I'm really sorry. I really have to go!" Bulma exhales deeply. "A shame! And it really doesn't work?" Trunks nodded contradictingly. "Hmm, ok then let's go. I'll accompany you, agree?" "Agreed!" Trunks laughed and went back to the kitchen with Bulma, where Ms. Briefs was already waiting.
"Exactly right you two! The meal is ready!" Said Frau Briefs and put the last plate of mashed potatoes on the table. "I'm sorry mom, but the young man would like to say goodbye now!" "What? Now already?"Trunks walked up to you." Thank you for the great offer, but I really have to go! "Ms. Briefs took off her oven gloves and put them carefully on the table." But next time you will stay to eat, won't you? "Yes of course", Trunks laughed and after a few more minutes of saying goodbye, Bulma and Trunks went to the time machine, which was in the garden behind the house.
"Brrr, really cold tonight!", Bulma said and rubbed her cold upper arms. And immediately they arrived at the time machine. "No wonder I didn't hear you coming earlier! You landed right behind the house!" "Yes!" Said Trunks and pressed a button on the outside of the huge ship. "I wanted to surprise you!", He laughed and stood right across from Bulma. "Yes, you succeeded too!", She laughed too. Now they looked each other straight in the eye and were silent for a while. Why was it suddenly so difficult for her to say goodbye to him?He was so familiar to her! It was like they'd known each other for a long time.
Bulma sighed sadly and suddenly noticed an inscription that had been heavily carved into the ship.
"Hope!", Bulma read aloud and touched the inscription. "Yes, that's what we always need. Hope!" Trunks touched the inscription too. “That's exactly why I scratched this word!” They both smiled again. "All right!", Bulma started and nudged Trunks on the shoulder. “You have to go now!” “Yes” Trunks also seemed to have a hard time saying goodbye. "Thank you for coming with me today. It was very nice to be with you!" "No cause. And promise me that you will take care of yourself!" "Sure!" Trunks climbed the stairs and sat down into his time machine. He entered his exact coordinates. "Well then ...", Trunks waved to her one last time. "..... we'll see you again soon!" The hatch closed. The ship ignited its energy capsules.Trunks typed some data into the on-board computer. And then, suddenly, the last time he looked into the night, he saw Vegeta, he was standing right behind a tree, behind Bulma. He leaned against it. “Oh father!” Trunks waved to him one last time and disappeared into the dark night. He was no longer to be seen. His journey back to his future began. But now he felt satisfied for the first time. It was nice to know that his father said goodbye to him. Somehow, even if Vegeta wouldn't admit it, he wanted to see Trunks one last time. That much was certain. Because somehow the boy from the future meant something to him. He just didn't know what.