A.N.: okay here is the fourth chapter. I didn't expect to update so soon, but I jusy coun't stop writting LoL!
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Vegeta's plan on a peaceful sleep was not going to well for him. He was asleep alright, but the tossing and turning told a different story other than peaceful.
Vegeta's Dream
He was running, why was he running? What was it that made him, The Prince of the Saiyans run? Where the questions that occupied his thoughts as he continued to run unable to stop. He opened his obsidian eyes to take in the blackness around him, "Where am I?" he asked more to himself than the darkness around him, but it seems it heard his unanswered question. "We are in your mind, Vegeta," a deep voice spoke echoing off invisible walls, "Who the hell are you!" Vegeta demanded angrily. Why was there someone other than him in his own mind? Looking around him he noticed that he finally stopped his running, though appeasing it didn't help the fact that he couldn't see a damn thing even with his enhanced eyes. A laugh sounded from the same voice as before though it sounded strangely familiar, but how could he tell with all the echoes!
Suddenly light filled his vision temporarily blinding him, "Ack! What the fuck!" Vegeta semi-yelled. Blinking his eyes rapidly Vegeta tried to adjust to the new lighting in the apparently endless room. The only light was the one shining over his head, the rest of the room was shrouded in the same darkness he was confined in earlier. "Oh come on Vegeta it can't be that bad" the voice from before stated with amusement lining his words, the echoes were gone! Now he knew who's voice that was, "Kakarott! What the hell are you doing in my mind!" Vegeta screamed to the younger Saiyan. Pulling his hand up behind his head in typical Son fashion Goku gave Vegeta a sheepish smile, "Well a long story short I'm your conscience and I'm just face you put onto yours." He said with his famous goofy grin on his child like face.
Kami! He was already angry, but no Kakarott had to show up in his head as if he didn't get enough of him in the awakened state of the world! Rolling his eyes at the explanation Vegeta crossed his arms over his muscled chest and glared at Goku. "Well what do you want? Why are you invading my mind?" he asked in barely restrained anger, he may have come to terms with the clown but that didn't mean he could deal with him more than he deemed necessary. The goof ball look on Goku's face faded and was quickly replaced by one of anger and sadness, "Vegeta I'm here because what you did to Bulma was wrong," he said in a serious voice that wasn't meant for Goku the kind hearted Saiyan. Looking at Goku with sharp narrowed eyes Vegeta spoke lowly to get his point across to the stupid clown, "Look Kakarott, what I do to the woman is my business and mine alone so butt out!" he growled.
"It is my business Vegeta, because I care for Bulma as my first and best friend. What you did was horrible, and you didn't even apologize" Goku said sadly looking into Vegeta's deep onyx eyes with his own; they were so similar yet so different. It was mind boggling to Goku. "Not to mention all the other things you have done" he said again in that sad voice that was wearing on Vegeta's nerves. "What the hell have I done to that woman that could have resulted to you invading my sleep with your stupidness!" Vegeta yelled getting tired of being here not knowing what he has done. "Oh you have done plenty Vegeta, and I'll show you exactly what it was all of it." Goku spoke with finality leaving no room for the prince to argue. Sighing in defeat Vegeta uncrossed his arms, "Fine whatever Kakarott, but after you show me this useless shit leave my head!" he demanded giving Goku a deadly glare. Flinching a bit at the heated glare from Vegeta, Goku turned his back to him, "Let's go we don't have forever" he laughed out.
The two saiyans walked for a good half hour. The light followed every step that they took, and it was really starting to tick Vegeta off. You could see the vein pulsing out on his large forehead his eyes narrowed with frustrated anger. Finally Goku stopped in front of what seemed to be a huge projection screen. "This is our first stop Vegeta, are you ready?" Goku said in a serious voice as he looked back to the prince that was still glaring at the ground in place of that cursed light. Looking up at the sound of the clown's voice Vegeta grunted in response and looked to the screen, "Alright but don't say that I didn't warn you. Oh and once you start you can't stop watching not even if you wanted to." Goku spoke quickly hopping that he won't get it too bad. "That's just great you no good third-class clown!" Vegeta yelled.
He planned on saying more, but the screen lit up to reveal a younger version of Bulma sitting in her bathroom her hair in that ridiculous puffed up style she called a perm.
On The Screen
Bulma just couldn't believe it. She was pregnant! Kami she always knew that she would end up having kids, but she never thought that it would be this early. A bright smile lit up her face making her glow with contentment, and the weird thing about it was that Yamcha wasn't even the father, it was Vegeta. It was about three months prior to this moment now that she had left Yamcha for being the no good sleazy player she always knew he was. After that her eyes were opened to the world of Vegeta, handsome saiyan prince. She had been holding back her attraction for him thinking she wouldn't get anywhere, but then she thought 'Hey I'm Bulma Briefs, heir to Capsule Corporation I can have any man I well please'. After that she put on her sexiest outfit and marched right up to him and kissed him with everything she had. The result was obvious, one thing lead to another and now here she was looking down at the little white stick with a pink plus sign signifying that she was indeed pregnant.
Bulma let out a squeal of delight at the thought of being a mother, 'What is Vegeta going to say?' she thought smile still intact. Deciding that it was time to tell the expecting father of her wonderful news Bulma hopped off of her bathroom counter and made her way out of the door. Moving briskly down the hall she found that Vegeta's door was cracked open, and so she peeked inside. Upon looking in she spotted him sitting on the end of his bed preparing to go back to his afternoon training. Pushing the door open Bulma strutted in like she owned the place, which she did, and moved to stand in front of him. "Vegeta I have something to tell you" she said softly gazing at him with a softness in her eyes that she only used for him.
Looking up at the woman Vegeta sighed lightly, "Can't it wait woman I need to train" he spoke roughly glaring at her not that this deterred Bulma in the least. "No! It can't wait. Vegeta I'm pregnant" she said bluntly as she was not one to beat around the bush. Her smile ever present on her beautiful face she waited for his reaction. She didn't have to wait very long. Eyes shooting up to the woman's Vegeta couldn't detect a lie in her voice or her loving blue eyes. How could this be? He thought with a bit of agitation. It wasn't that he didn't like the fact that she was carrying his child it was just that he hadn't expected it to be so soon. "Can you get rid of it?" he asked in an emotionless voice as he watched her closely.
Shock filled her eyes as her smile faded, but that was soon replaced with anger to cover her sadness at the question that he asked her. It was bouncing around her head repeating again and again, 'Can you get rid of it' Vegeta's voice echoed. "No I can't get rid of him! It's my baby you stupid selfish prince, how could you expect me to take an innocent live? One that I helped to create," she yelled at him then ran from the room careful not to let him see the stray tears that escaped her carefully made dam falling from her saddened sapphire orbs.
She didn't look back as she ran back to her room and locked the door. Falling unto her soft bed she didn't resist the tears any longer "How could he be so insensitive?" she asked between sobs. Soon all her tears were dried and she was left with an uncontrollable depression; she could feel nothing, hear nothing, care for nothing aside from the little life that rested in her womb, and Vegeta as hard as it may be to believe she loved the arrogant prince. Looking up at her ceiling she lost herself in her thoughts looking at the endless white. "Trunks" she whispered almost inaudibly, "That's what your name is my son, Trunks" with that said she closed her eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.
Screen Turns Off
Vegeta just stared at the screen in disbelief. His eyes were wide and regret flashed through the black depths before confusion set in. Had he really caused her to cry like that? He hadn't meant it that way; he meant if she didn't want the child could she rid herself of the burden. Maybe he should have been more specific when he worded that question of his, 'What did I do to that woman?' his mind whispered for him not knowing just how perfect his question was for the rest of his journey exploring his faults when it came to Bulma.
A.N.: please R&R