Chapter 7
Vegeta's point of view
"Why is he still here?" I shout. Bulma is already lying in bed reading a book. "Because I said he could spend the night." She flips a page. "I want him gone first thing in the morning." My voice is low and serious. "Why are you being such a hardass Vegeta? You haven't even spoken to the kid." She places her book down and looks at me. "I don't need to speak to that creature, I just want it gone!" I shout even louder. "Lower your voice buster! You forget this is my house and I can invite whoever I want." She crosses her arms and so do I. "Whatever." I turn to walk out. "Vegeta." Her voice is low. "Why does he look like you?" I stop and turn back to her. "What are you talking about?" I growl. "Vegeta I wasn't born yesterday, I know that boy is something to you. A Brother? A Cousin...A Son?" She whispers the last word. "Shut up Bulma, you don't know what you're talking about!" I walk towards her. Most people would be intimidated and run, but not her. She gets out of bed and grabs my face in her soft hands. "Vegeta I know I don't know much about your past, but like I always say I will never hold it against you. If this kid is from a past lover or something it's okay." She smiles at me. She has no idea what she's talking about. "I've never had a past lover." I practically spit the last word. She looks down for a minute then back up to me. I'm shocked to see tears swelling up in her eyes. "Vegeta…is he Frieza's?" Sometimes the woman is too smart for her own good. I gentle push her away. "Stop this!" She grabs my arm. "I don't know how it's possible, but taking it out on that kid isn't going to help." I pull my arm away. "You have no idea what you're talking about." I walk out the room.
It's late and I know everyone is already asleep. I walk to the first room which is Bulla's and open the door. I do this every night. I smile at seeing my princess cuddling an oversized stuffed bear. I quietly close the door and walk down to Trunk's room, however I don't open the door. I learned my lesson after opening it without knocking only to find Trunks watching what the humans call porn, and his hand wrapped around his manhood. It was rather embarrassing for the both of us. After that I made it a habit to knock first. I walk past a few more doors. I stop in front of the door where I sense its power. I take a couple of deep breaths and open the door. My intentions were to open the door and demand that it leave here, but when I entered the room I had to stop. He seems to be sleeping so peacefully, he's rolled up in the covers like a burrito. I can't do it. I let out a growl. This is absurd, 'just wake him up and make him leave' I say to myself. I walk closer to the bed. He's practically buried in the blankets, I can't hardly see his face. I gently pull down the covers from his sleeping face. My eyes widen in surprise. He's beautiful. He has my face and hair, but the rest is mostly that monsters. My eyes scan over him. I can't help go back to the day when I first laid eyes on him. I promised myself I would forget that day, and I had. Until he came back. "Vegeta." I hear Bulma whisper. "He was supposed to be dead." My voice cracks. She guides me out of the room and back to our bedroom.