A/N: Well, thanks for the reviews! I guess that was a better ending than I thought. Awesome! Hope you enjoy this chapter....don't forget to review please!

Chapter One: The Appointment of the Century....

Bulma strolled haphazardly into the hospital, keeping a firm grip on her helpless purse. She gathered up the strength that she could, walking towards the receptionist's desk. Her shiny metal place-card read "Nurse Hidoshi" in bold, black letters. With a slight intake of air, Bulma opened her mouth to the writing woman.

"Excuse me, I—"

"One moment please," replied the brunette who was clearly absorbed in her paperwork. Bulma blew stray pieces of bangs out of her eyes, tired and feeling queezy once again. Nurse Hidoshi placed her pen down on the broad wooden desk, turning a bright smile to a glaring heiress. "Yes ma'am, what can I do for you?" The smile seemed to widen, if that was at all possible. Her round, slightly wrinkled cheeks compacted themselves to reveal a set of white teeth, all perfectly straight. A warm feeling filled the nervous beauty, helping her calm slightly.

"I've got an appointment today with Dr. Hitori." She returned the smile with some difficulty, struggling to keep down her breakfast.

"Ah, yes. Mrs. Briefs-Ouji?" Bulma nodded, too anxious to do much else. "Right this way," the nurse stated. The blue-eyed heiress followed her closely, winding her way though the narrow stretches of the hospital. It was one of the few times she had actually come for herself, and she couldn't help but feel doomed as she neared the door.

(30 minutes later)

(GULP) I can't help but feel elated....happy....fantastic!!! My very own— WOAH, WOAH, WOAH! A slight tingle in my spine brings me back to my senses. VEGETA! What will he say? What will he do? He is quite fickle at times, and though I am sure he feels attached to me, if not love, he is still not used to this planet.

Slumping further in the driver's seat of my car, I set it on auto-pilot to let my mind become absorbed. I had two options really: A) I could tell him the "great" news and see his response, or B) I can just keep it from him and he'll eventually find out. But the latter of the two would make me feel as though I were lying, and I just can't force myself to take that path. No matter what, I AM going through with this. Nothing will stop me.

The car pulls into the driveway, my heart skips a beat. The GR is actually off, and my only thought is to head to the kitchen. I enter it with the bravest face I can offer. My eyes spot his form, hunched over the table, treasuring the tallest sandwich I have ever seen. (sweatdrop)

"Vegeta," my voice trembles. For once he gives me his complete attention. "I—we......" My voice falters again. Why the hell can't I spit this out?!

"WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BABY!" There, I've said it.

"................"

I pry my eyes open to look at his expression. His face went from its complete-nothingness-void to shocked in 2.5 seconds. The tallest sandwich in the world became the shortest when he dropped it, and the contents fell onto his lap and on the floor.

He blinks.

Maybe I shoulda told him when he WASN'T eating.

His mouth beings to form words, and I lean closer to try to get their meaning, with no such luck....as usual. I barely make out a "Nani?".

"We're going to have a baby. Well, I'm the one who's carrying it, so I guess its safe to say that I am going to have a baby."

He blinks. Again. His eye beings to twitch before his face falls flat against the table and the contents of the sandwich. "Vegeta?" I approach him with caution before poking his head.

No response.

I shrug, deciding there was nothing more I could do till he got over the shock. Knowing what was best for a woman with a long road ahead of her, I grab my favorite bottle of bubble bath and head towards the hallway.

"Score....hahaha, take that Kakarot...I shall soon catch up!"

I turn around and see my husband with is face still smashed into the table. Another shrug, and again I head to the master bathroom.

A/N: BUAHAHA, another chapter! Sorry it took like eons and eons to update. School is just a regular pain in the posterior, seems how it is my last year of high school and all. Never fear! I am writing again to keep up my skills. Please R&R....the next chapter should be out soon!!!

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