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"What is that?"
Vegeta glared at the wrapped box sitting on his pillow.
"It's a present, duh," Bulma said from the other room. He could hear the eye-roll in her voice.
"Whyyyy?" he asked suspiciously.
"Because it's our anniversary, numbnuts."
"Anniversary?"
"Yeah. Five years ago today we…uh…" Now he could hear the blush in her voice and grinned wickedly.
"We what?" Antagonising her now. As though he didn't know.
"Oh shut up." Hot and angry, just as he liked it. "And if you didn't get me a present there'll be hell to pay."
His smile fell away. Oh crap.