Piece of Heaven
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or its respective characters.
Bulma gingerly opened the door to her bedroom for fear of waking her son, Trunks. As the door silently glided open an icy blast of air hit her body, causing the hair on her neck to prickle. She shuttered and looked around cautiously. For some reason the curtains that surrounded the windows had been pulled aside and they now fluttered in the breeze.
"What the…" Bulma whispered as she started across the room. "Kami, I'm the worst mother on Earth!" she grumbled as she latched the window shut. She pulled her house coat tighter as she walked back towards Trunk's cradle. She suddenly became aware that she wasn't totally alone. She could hear the soft creak, creak, creaking of the old rocker by Trunk's bed. She couldn't make out the figure but, nothing could have prepared her for what she saw next.
There he was sitting in the rocker gazing at her only son, their only child. She gasped and stood still. Vegeta looked up; an unreadable expression on his face. A mix of grief and perhaps relief. Bulma wobbled a bit and took a few steps foreword. Vegeta cocked his head as Trunks yawned then snuggled closer to his chest. A smile touched his lips. He then stood and carried the boy to his mother, who by now was kneeling on the floor as safe distance away. Vegeta paused for a moment, studying his son's face and then gently pressed a kiss to the boy's forehead.
Vegeta knelt across from Bulma and gently placed the baby in his mother's arms. She was shaking gently as she pressed the child to her chest, turning slightly away from the prince. Vegeta sighed and rose slowly. He took one last look at the child and woman before crossing to the window. He silently lifted the latch and pushed the window open, then left without a word.
Bulma glanced around. He was gone. She looked down at the sleeping baby and said for the time, "Well Trunks, there goes your Daddy."
Trunks snuggled closer and Bulma stared into the night.
A/N: Wrote this little piece after watching a close friend holding his youngest son when the boy smacked into the corner of a table. Hope you enjoy!
Moxie