Hello everyone! After taking a long hiatus I'm back! New name but it's me I promise! This is something I've been thinking about doing for a long time. It isn't the typical Bulma/Vegeta love story I've written in the past, well it is but this is going to take place when Trunks is about 6. It's going to be a short story. Anyway here is goes.

The day had been the longest she'd had in a long time. Trunks's ever growing energy was really wearing her down, paired with the constant fixes she was making to the GR for Vegeta, and making new bots for him to train with. Bulma worked for 18 hours and finally got to lay down and close her eyes at 3:15am.

"Vegeta, move over I have no room over here."

"I'm over, shut up and sleep"

"You are so kind, I love you too sweetheart!"

"Woman I said shut up and sleep, I have to wake up in an hour!"

"Well I'm just getting to sleep! I've been up for eighteen hours fixing everything you and our son have been breaking! Ugh just go train already and let me sleep!"

"MMMMMOOOOOOMMMMMM"

Bulma let out a deep sigh and started to climb out of bed when a strong hand grabbed her pulling her back down.

"Vegeta, I've got to go get him. He's probably hungry or maybe a bad dream."

"Bulma the brat is plenty capable of taking care of himself. You need to stop codling him."

"But he might have had a"

Before she could finished her statement their hybrid son came bursting through their bedroom door ripping it off the hinges in the process.

"Great another thing I've got to fix. What's wrong sweetie?"

"Mom, I'm hungry and I can't sleep!"

"Okay baby, let's go to the kitchen and I'll make you something, but then you go right back to bed young man!"

"But Mom I'm not tired!"

"TRUNKS"

The young boy shrunk back and leaned against his mother when he heard his father's stern voice.

"You will get out of my bed, carry yourself to the kitchen, pour a bowl of cereal and leave your mother alone. When she tells you to do something you do it. My son will not be disrespectful or whiney. You have the blood of Saiyan royalty flowing inside of you and no son of mine will be a cry baby."

"Vegeta it's fine I'll make him something, but then I'm going to bed and you boys will be on your own for a while. I'll make you some food too for after training, and maybe I should make some lunch too I might still be asleep."

Bulma was already out of bed and being led out of the room by her son, he turned to look at his scowling father. Trunks gave his father a smirk that could rival his own and left the room before Vegeta could do anything to him.

"I'm going to beat that child"

Vegeta let out a growl and followed his family down to the kitchen. He took his seat across from Trunks, whom was so conveniently not making eye contact with his father.

"Vegeta hon what do you want for breakfast?"

Bulma stifled a yawn and took a long sip of her hot coffee waiting for her prince to answer her.

"You know what I like. Trunks"

"Yeah Dad?"

"You will train in the GR with me today."

"VEGETA ARE YOU CRAZY! HE IS JUST A BABY!"

"Bulma he is six years old and stronger than you even know! He will train with me today, if we were on planet Vegetasi he would have been training when he could walk. The boy has been babied enough woman. Why do you think he breaks everything you buy him? He has so much pinned up ki and needs to find an outlet. So he will do so under my supervision, and you get to sleep woman. It is a win/win I don't see the big deal."

The heiress stared at her husband for a moment thinking over everything he has just said to her. He was completely right. Trunks was destroying everything, he even left bruises on her when they would play together or even something as simple as a hug, he needed to get some of that energy out. Trunks would be okay with his Dad, wouldn't he?

"Vegeta, please go easy on him"

"Mooommm, I'm not a baby! I want to train with Dad! I'm strong Mom I'll be fine! Promise! Please?"

"Okay, go, just please be careful."

"YES!"

Trunks jumped up from the table and tackled his mother squeezing her hard, that was going to leave another bruise. She smiled fighting back the tears, she was in pain yes, but her son, no their son was growing up too fast.

"Son you are hurting your mother, let's go."

"Oh, no Mom I'm sorry!"

"It's okay sweetie, go train with your Dad, I love you"

"Thanks Mom! Love you too! Come on Dad!"

"I'll be right there son, go ahead."

Vegeta turned to face his woman and grabbed her arms gently looking them over for any sign of marks left from his little purple haired clone. Bulma was so used to this routine by now she lifted her shirt showing her stomach turning around so he could see her back. She rolled her eyes not caring if he left bruises on her, her little boy loved her and soon he would grow out of hugs and kisses so she was going to take them while she could.

"Vegeta I'm fine. I don't care if leaves bruises all over me, he still hugs me and kisses me and well I'm going to enjoy it until he grows too big for me."

"Hn. Go get some sleep, you look awful when your tired."

Vegeta snaked his arms around her waist and looked down at her smirking. When did he, the Prince of all Saiyans become so enthralled with this human. He didn't care when, he loved her and his son. No he will never say it out loud, but they were his. Bulma looked up at him smiling and turned her head slightly wondering what was going on in his head.

"Hon, what's the matter?"

"Nothing. Sleep and I will expect to have dinner ready at 7."

"As you wish your highness."

The proud prince bent his head down and kissed Bulma softly. He looked into her eyes one more time and then let her go and walked out the back door.

"Kami I love that man."