Chapter seven

The cell games, who knew what was going to happen during them. Bulma hadn't seen Vegeta really at all and she was starting to think the universe was against them being together.

"Stupid Vegeta and his idiotic need to push his luck…what next? Reviving Freiza so he can beat him all by himself?" she sighs and picks up Trunks who then shook his head and tried to wiggle out of her arms

"Down! Down!"

"It's nap time Trunks. I know you hate it but you need to sleep. Come on mommy will tell you a story how does that sound hmm?" she struggles momentarily to keep him in her arms but just uses her muscles and holds him as tight as she can. He continues to struggle and whines

"Nooooo!"

"Trunks Briefs! You will take a nap and that is final! Stop your wiggling or I'm going to have to make you!"

Trunks stops and looks like he's about to cry

"no! Don't cry please Trunk, you just need to take a nap. Be a good boy and nap for me alright? I'll give you a treat when you wake up if you do alright?" she walks upstairs with him and tucked him into bed. When she walked back down the stairs she almost fell but steadied herself.

"Dang it…I'm losing balance again," she sighs and gets up "it's probably the lack of sleep." 'And worrying about your idiotic Saiyan prince who hasn't bothered to stop by to see his son or yourself.'

She thinks while sitting down on the couch. She closes her eyes and almost falls asleep. It usually takes a while for her to completely go to sleep, but right now, with all this stress she's under, she's asleep in minutes.

'So much for getting work done while Trunks is napping' she thinks as she drifts off. She is quickly having a dream. More like a nightmare. She tosses and turns but nothing will wake her up.

She's walking around her house, carrying Trunks in one arm. When suddenly everything changes, Vegeta comes barging into the room and takes Trunks right out of her arms.

"Vegeta! Give me back my son!"

He just scoffs and looks at the child

"He is small and from the looks of it, he'll be a weakling. You have no further use for me woman. You've given me an heir and that's all I require."

She looks confused

"What are you…talking about?"

"I'm trying to tell you that the only reason I stuck around was to make sure I got an heir. I don't need a whiney, bitchy woman around too. Besides, now that I'm a super Saiyan I have no more need to be here."

She shakes her head and takes a step closer to him

"Vegeta…"

"Don't come closer woman. I'm taking my son and leaving." He goes to the door and opens it, turning back with an evil smile

"This time I'm not coming back."

"No!" Bulma woke with a start. She was trembling. She put a hand to her heart and tried to breathe correctly.

"H-he said he'll be back…he's not taking my baby…no no no!" she got up and went into the bathroom, she splashed some water over her face and took a deep breath

"Just a dream B, It's fine. Trunks is still asleep upstairs and Vegeta's not here. Calm down."

She slowly goes up the stairs and opens the door to Trunks' room. She smiles seeing him a sleep soundly, his thumb in his mouth. She nods to herself then closes it quietly and walks to her room down the hall. She wasn't sure why she was afraid Vegeta wasn't coming back. Maybe because she needed him here, and when she needed him last time he hadn't shown up.

Sighing she got back to work, doing anything she could to keep her mind off of her Saiyan Prince. And of course, as usual, nothing seemed to work.

"Stupid Vegeta, stupid Saiyans, and Gah!" she's frustrated to say the least. She couldn't wait for the cell games to be over.

After the cell games, when the world was safe and everyone was out celebrating. Bulma and Trunks Briefs were at home. They had left from master Roshi's and had gone back to capsule corp. Bulma was waiting for Vegeta. Trunks on the other hand was just trying to get away from his mother so he could play without her interrupting him. He started whining

"Mama! Down!"

She sighed and put him down, watching him crawl over to his toys. He'd broken a lot of them, with the strength he had, he could break all of them.

"You know what Trunks…maybe we don't need that bone head of a father of yours. I mean how long has it been? Yeah he might have helped save the earth, big whoop." She sighs, knowing that they do need him. They need him badly; she was on the verge of a breakdown. Not that she'd ever admit it. She closed her eyes for just a second, when she opened them she could feel cool air. She shivered once, looking at Trunks she saw he was perfectly content playing. Not cold at all. She looked over and saw the backdoor had been opened. She went over, shivered once more and closed the door.

"What in the world could have…" she almost screamed as arms wrapped around her. But a hand went over her mouth

"Don't scream woman. It's just me." Vegeta closed his eyes. He'd wanted to hold her again for so long. He'd wanted to be with her, see her, and touch her. For just a second he held her, neither of them saying anything to the other. When Bulma pulled away and walked over to the couch. Vegeta was confused, why had she pulled away?

"Hey Trunks look who's here." She says casually as though he'd been here all along.

Trunks looked up and saw Vegeta; he tilted his head and looked confused.

"Who mama? Who dat?"

"That's your daddy silly boy." She says leaning her head on her hand

"What part of I'm not going to be called daddy did you not understand the first time Woman? The boy will refer to me as Father." Vegeta folded his arms and scowled, what was with her? She wouldn't even look at him

"He'll refer to you however he damn well pleases. If he wants to call you daddy then he will. You haven't been here so what difference does it make."

She glares at the floor, trying to hold back her freak out. She bounced her leg up and down

"What has gotten into you Woman? I thought you would be happy! Why are you…not reacting?"

Vegeta was frustrated. He didn't know how she would react exactly. But this…not reacting at all? He wasn't expecting that.

"You've been gone for a long time Vegeta…you missed Trunks' birth…and as you just heard, he doesn't even know who you are…did you expect everything to go back to the way it was? Did you think I'd just come crying into your arms, bawling about how I'd missed you and worried about you? Well it's not going to happen." She goes over and picks up Trunks. He protests and gets out of her arms

"No!" he crawls away from her

She sighs frustrated and sits on the floor. Back against the couch

"Trunks! Why are you so stubborn! Why can't you be a good boy for mama huh?"

Vegeta stared at the boy, watching as he played with some stupid earthling toy. He smirks slightly

"He gets the stubborn from me."

"I know. All too well," Bulma picks up Trunks gently with his toy and sets him on the ground between her legs

"Mama loves you Trunks. She loves you so much." She kisses his forehead. And then finally looks at Vegeta, there's a sad look in her eyes

"What's wrong? Are you still angry with me? I had to leave Bulma! I had to achieve my goal of super Saiyan and keep this stupid planet safe! I did it for you and Trunks! If you want to be angry then fine! Maybe I'll just leave again!" he clenches his fists and looks away from her. He's hurt slightly, that she isn't happier.

"Vegeta…" she says quietly, he looks at her again after a moment and she smiles at him softly, the sad look still in her eyes

"I missed you," she looks into his eyes but has to look away again because she doesn't want him to see her cry. He slowly goes over and sits down next to her

"I know." He says and lets her lay her head on his shoulder

"You're such an ass," she says wiping her eyes

"I know that too." He says with a slight chuckle.

"Mama? No cry" Trunks crawls onto her lap and hugs her tightly. Bulma smiles lightly and hugs him back, one arm around her baby

"Sorry baby, I'll stop crying. I know it makes you sad."

"mama?"

"yes Trunks?

He shyly looks up at his daddy then buries his face into his mom

"Dada stay?" he asks glancing up at Vegeta every now and again

Bulma looks at Trunks for a moment then blinks. She looks up at Vegeta with a doubtful look in her eyes

"Vegeta?" she asks quietly

He could hear the doubt in her voice, the want and the slight hope. His eyes softened just slightly as he looked at his son

"Listen son, I am Father, not dada not daddy, not papa. Father, do I make myself clear? If I hear any more of this daddy nonsense your training will be ten times as hard as it will be now."

Trunks just tilts his head and tries hard to say

"Fader? Fater…" he giggles and claps his hands

Bulma can't help but laugh at his attempts

"Good job Trunks! You almost got it."

Vegeta scoffs

"He wasn't even close. Don't praise him when he's wrong."

"Be nice Vegeta, he tried." Bulma hugs her little boy close to her and says to him smiling

"You're a good boy Trunks! And guess what time it is?"

Trunks gets a pouty face and shake his little head

"No! No nap!" Trunks attempts to get away from his mom who then holds him tighter but he's strong. Trunks almost gets out of her arms but she holds him down, shaking her head

"Guh…you're going to be stronger than me one of these days… that won't be good for mama…let's hope your crib lasts today. You broke the last one huh…" she gets up and holds the struggling boy with all her strength.

"Trunks Briefs! You are taking a nap and that's final! Stop your struggling or I'm going to have to have your dad make you stop!" Trunks stops slowly and looks at Vegeta who says

"Learn this early boy…when your mother has that tone, you'd better do as she says."

Trunks pouts but stops struggling. Bulma lets out a sigh of relief and takes him up to his room. Laying him down she pecks his forehead and smiles at him as he yawns.

"I knew you were tired baby boy. Now get some sleep. When you wake up Grandpa and Grandma will be home. And you can play with them alright?"

Trunks giggles and yawns again, rubbing his eyes. He rolls onto his side and sticks his thumb in his mouth, falling asleep quickly. Bulma watched him for a moment, then quietly shut his door and walked down the stairs. She waited at the bottom for a few seconds thinking. He was home…why wasn't she happier… maybe it's because no matter what she does, he's going to worry her. And next time the earth's in trouble, because there's ALWAYS a next time, he's going to go. And she's not going to know if he's safe or not. She sighs and walks into the kitchen. She gets herself a glass of water and drinks it slowly. Looking into the living room she sees Vegeta looking out the window at the sky. He hasn't moved an inch since she left.

Smiling just slightly Bulma goes over and sits next to him. She doesn't say anything. Everything they need to say to each other, they already know. They sit there for a long time. Vegeta turns his head and looks at Bulma. She's so calm, just looking out the window, her soft blue hair resting on her neck. Vegeta had to look over her, all of her, her face, her beautiful face, her body, her body that once was all his. After all the things he's done. All the things he's said. Would she ever be his again? Would she even consider it? Consider him more than just the father of her son?

"You know I think you should start spending some time with Trunks. You know…just the two of you."

"Why would I want to spend time with the brat if I can't train him? There's no point." Vegeta scowls. She didn't even look at him.

"No point? Uh how about to be in your son's life? That a good enough point for you Ve-Ge-Ta." She made sure to annunciate each part of his name.

"Woman, I will do no such thing. When he can walk I will start to train him, he'll get more than enough time with me."

Bulma shakes her head and keeps looking out the window

"Whatever. Stupid Saiyan…Goku spent time with Gohan when he was just a baby… but you're not Goku are you."

Vegeta scoffs and just keeps looking her up and down. He watches her every move, every flinch and twist. She crossed her legs and uncrossed them. It was getting uncomfortable with him just staring at her.

"Did you need something Vegeta?" she asks glancing over at him. He flips over to his hands and knees and crawls over her, his face dangerously close to hers. Bulma blushes and backs up until her head bumps the wall. She's leaning back on her arms. Head pressing up against the wall, turned away from Vegeta. He was smirking, he could almost hear her heartbeat quicken. He could sense she was trying to keep her want for him away. He was having fun.

"V-Vegeta..?" she gulped and glanced into his eyes, he was very close to her. He moved closer so his lips were almost touching hers.

"I do need something." He says moving his nose against hers; speaking softly, well softly for him. Bulma's eye fluttered shut the moment he touched her at all. She opened them again and said stuttering

"W-what i-is that?" She couldn't keep her heart from beating ten times as fast as usual. Her breathing is quick and uneven and she closes her eyes as he says

"You." He closes the distance, which was very small to begin with, and kisses her full on the lips. He smiles into the kiss. The only place he'll smile is against her skin. He was going to make sure she knew how much he'd missed her.