Chapter 4

In less than three months Bulma couldn't take anymore of Juuhachigou's bitchness. The bitch would complain the whole day how slaves weren't doing their job properly, that her dresses haven't been washed correctly, how her food was always served cold and without enough salt..and so on and so on. Deep down she wanted to draw attention to herself, especially Vegeta's attention, since she didn't manage to get any since the day Vegeta and herself were supposed to mate.

Vegeta wouldn't even talk to her sometimes, he just took her with him on meetings because he had to; they wouldn't even share the same bed as Vegeta went to his training room and sleep there alone, or even with Bulma herself.

"You see bitch, he took me over you!", thought Bulma as she scrubbed Juuhachigou's clothes on the laundry, none too gently.

"He'd rather sleep with me than to share a bed with you, bitch!", she exclaimed to herself as she almost tore Juuhachigou's dress into pieces.

Bulma got used to life now, wake up, work, work, work, maybe sleep with Vegeta, then maybe again meet him throughout the day and have some fun, life was , at least, more comfortable since she could lay her head on Vegeta's chest at night. Those were the only days she would feel a little content.

Even Nana saw them two one day, kissing beside Vegeta's training room, she fastly scolded them, much to Vegeta's distaste, but Bulma only nodded and apologized. Nana loved them both, and didn't want any bad things to happen to them, she knew if they were to be discovered, hell would break loose...Vegeta would turn out to be ok, only a scold from his father (since his father wouldn't want to fight his so-much-stronger son himself), but Bulma...poor Bulma surely would lose her life, at such a tender age where everything were just flowers...one her case everything was just Vegeta, who managed to 'get a little soft', as Bulma would playfully put it sometimes.

Not that Vegeta didn't care at all, but being with Bulma was just an easy situation, for him it was just a fuck here and there, to relieve stress...just a release. For him Bulma was just another cute too sentimental body that was willing to be given to him, he just knew he would have to hear all of that sentimental crap the onna would say during their little meetings, but it was nothing more than this....sex, only plain raw sex, no big deal about it.

Bulma not in a million years would doubt Vegeta was in love with her since 'he preferred to stay with her instead of his own mate', as she used to put it. For her it was enough explanation. She would give everything only to stay beside him, never imagining he only wanted her to use her body, and feelings weren't a word that made part of his daily context after all.

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Chichi's belly was already showing, meaning she would soon be gone, much to Bulma's sadness she couldn't do a thing to try and stop her friend, not that she didn't want Chi to be happy, but she would miss her just too much.

Bulma herself started to feel a little different; sometimes she wouldn't stop throwing up, nor hold any food down her stomach.

"Must be sadness…", she thought.

She only got really worried when her period didn't come third time in a row, not that it hadn't happened before, but back then she wasn't having sex with a sayan , which by the way were pretty fertile. Now she was worried, very, very worried. Then she decided to go and talk to her friend, and see what she thought about the whole situation.

Knocking at her friend's door, well, actually friends' door, since Goku were always there as well.

"I just hope she is alone right now.", she thought.

She then entered the room only to find Chichi doing her bed, "Thank God!", the thought once again.

"Chi could I talk to you a minute?", she asked a little leery.

"Sure."

"I've been feeling strange lately."

"Strange ?", she asked rising an eyebrow warily.

"I have been feeling sick and sometimes I...just can hold anything down my stomach."

"And.", Chi made her continue.

"No more periods.", Bulma then sighed heavily sitting on Chi's bed.

"Ohh Bulma!", Chi stated as she already new what problem her friend was referring to."Didn't you two use any protection, or didn't he...umn...put his things out before it was too late.", she sighed, "God Bulma, how could you let this happen ?".

Bulma broke down crying and sobbing, "I thought this wouldn't happen, I just...I just..Never imagined it would happen to me.", now she got hysteric "How I am going to tell him Chi. How?", she sobbed hard.

"B, I don't know, but you have to, he's the father, he needs to know.", she said now trying to soothe her friend.

"And if, and if, he doesn't want it, I..Won't kill my baby, no, never!", she was babbling now as Chi calmed her down until she slept a not so comfy slumber.

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Later on Bulma managed to cheer up and do her chores as she was required to, and had to bear Juuhachigou's bitchness as always. Then she managed to go to her room and as she had already slept a lot on Chichi's room, she had no more sleep available so she kept thinking how she would break the news to Vegeta, how he would react and how would she live, if she would live after all, after everybody found out about her baby.

"Hey Vegeta, guess what! You'll be a daddy and I'm the mom!" or "Hey Let's tell your parents they will have a grandkid.", Nah.

Every possible way she went through her mind just sucked, she needed to find the best way, and had to find it fast.

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Thank you very much XD

xxxSilxxx