Chapter 8 A new Prince

The months moved so slowly after the fight Bulma and Vegeta had. It felt like she had

been pregnant forever. Five long and lonely months dragged past and she was finally nearing

the finish line. She was 8 months, 1 more month to go before she would have her baby. It was

definitely and uncomfortable and miserable pregnancy. The half human half saiyan she was

carrying was strong, and his kicks would have her doubled over gasping for air. Her nausea

never subsided, her feet constantly swollen, and her belly was beyond huge, making every task

extremely difficult. To make everything worse, she was facing this pregnancy alone, not

completely alone, because she had her mother and Chi Chi for guidance and reassurance, but

no matter how hard they tried they could never make up for the baby's father.

She and Vegeta haven't spoken to each other since the day she found out she was

pregnant, 5 months ago. He never left Capsule Corp; she assumed it was because he had

nowhere else to go, and maybe to watch over her, making sure she and his child were safe. But,

they avoided each other as best they could, only passing by each other 3 times at most since

they stopped talking.

Bulma sat at her kitchen table staring at the gravity room, massaging her belly. She

missed him, she forgave him months ago, but couldn't bring herself to say anything to him.

Bulma's eyes began to water at the situation she was in, the man she loved and the father of

her child lived with her, but didn't speak to her. She was on the brink of birth in a matter of

weeks, and she couldn't help but to think about how he wouldn't be there to support her. It had

been too long since she got to touch him. Bulma never forgot the words he screamed to her

that day. How he swore up and down that he didn't want the baby, but she didn't believe it.

Not after he stopped himself from hitting her. She knew very well that if Vegeta wanted, he

could have killed her and the baby, but he didn't. She wanted to ask him what it was all about,

that fit he threw, but she didn't know if it was safe enough to do so, so she stayed away.

Bulma looked down at the picture she had in her hands, she turned it face down and

scribbled something on its back. She quickly waddled over to the gravity room door and taped

the picture to it. She brought her hand up to the door and closed her eyes. "I love you", she

whispered. She turned away proceeding back to her room. She needed some rest, it was like the

baby knew when she was overly emotional and he would jump up on down in her womb as if

trying to cheer her up. She lay down carefully on her back on rolled over to her side staring at

the wall, soon she was asleep.

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Vegeta felt pretty strong ki outside the gravity room. It was too weak to be Kakorott or

his friends, but too strong for the humans he lived with. He cautiously turned off the machined

and opened the door looking for the ki's owner but saw nothing. The woman?! Vegeta almost

chocked on the thought. The woman had not spoken to him since they day they got into the

fight about her pregnancy. His thoughts were interrupted by something taped the outside of

the gravity room's door. He raised his hand to remove it so he could analyze it better. It was a

picture, of what seemed to be a small child, in black and white. These humans can take pictures

of unborn children, how bizarre! Vegeta felt a weird feeling come over him as he looked at the

photo, he was staring at his child who still lay in the girls' womb. He turned over the photo and

he recognized the 'pretty girlie' handwriting on its back. "Congratulations Vegeta, It's a boy".

For the past 5 months Vegeta had been sleeping in the gravity room, avoiding the home

in front of it as much as possible. He felt uncomfortable being around the woman since

everything happened. At first he wanted to leave again, but decided against it, the last time he

left he life was in danger, and he didn't want anything happening to her or his child.

He often thought about the day she told him she was pregnant. He admitted to himself

that his reaction was immature and foolish. He wasn't upset that she was with child, he was

nervous. Vegeta never thought about parenthood, when he was still living under Freiza's rule

he was told he could never reproduce. The consequences he would suffer if he did were simple,

the woman and the child would be killed, no questions asked. He was only 12 years old when he

was told this, and from then he put the thought of his own offspring out of his mind. Why risk

creating an heir to his throne only to have it brutally taken from him, and suffer more

disappointment? It wasn't worth it to him, and ever since Vegeta was 12, he was at terms that

he would never father an heir.

And here he was, actually going to be a father. He admitted to himself that he was a

little happy, the brat would be a mixed breed but he would have his strong Saiyan blood

pumping through his veins. Vegeta looked down at the photo in his hands again, a smirk

appearing over his lips.

"A son", he whispered.

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Bulma woke up a few hours later, her son was awake and ready to play. "Yikes", she

moaned as she held her swollen belly. "Ok, ok, I'm up", she smiled. Bulma went heading

towards the kitchen to grab a snack before a bath, as she turned the corner she almost fainted

at what was in front of her.

"Vegeta", she cried. He stood in silence as he closed the fridge door. Damn it, she wasn't

supposed to see me. The hormones in Bulma's body started to go overload all at once at the

sight of him, it had been 5 months. Yeah, occasionally the glimpsed each other but she never got

to hold sight of him this long. She felt water building behind her eyes.

"I am simply making myself something to eat since your mother is absent. I will be leaving

shortly". He didn't even turn around to look at her.

"Did you see the ultrasound picture I left for you?"

"Yes, I did". He still had his back facing her, afraid that if he caught sight if her he wouldn't be

able to stop himself from kissing her. Bulma felt the tension as she responded.

"I'm due in a few weeks, and me, my mom and Chi Chi decided it would be best to have the

baby here…you know since he's going to have a tail". He couldn't help it anymore he had to see

what she looked like, he slowly turned around to face her. Vegeta's heart seized as he stared

at the woman, she was huge and swollen, but still breathe takeingly beautiful. For a moment

they both just stood, staring into each other faces, until Vegeta decided to break the silence.

"Is it healthy?" was all he could muster out, he didn't know why he asked he just wanted to end

the awkwardness.

"So far so good", she replied rubbing the lower part of her abdomen. "He's kicking again, you

want to feel"? Vegeta contemplated for a moment whether he should leave or he should stay.

He wanted them to be back on good terms, so he quietly swallowed his pride, and decided to

Stay, slowly walking towards her. He reached out and placed his palms against her stomach.

Instantly the child inside her came to life, kicking and punching his father's hands in response.

Bulma noticed the look on Vegeta's face and laughed "I guess he knows who you are, I've never

gotten a reaction like that from him". Vegeta looked away embarrassed.

"You, know I've missed you". Bulma mumbled, staring at her belly. Vegeta stared at her blankly,

as she continued.

"You know I—", before she could finish Vegeta raised his hands in protest.

"You have apologized to me enough", he paused "I believe it is I who owes you the apology".

Bulma felt her eyes bulging from her sockets. Did Vegeta just apologize to me? Hell must

definitely be freezing over as we speak.

"I reacted irrationally and it was immature and uncalled for. I was not angry with you, I was

simply nervous, and did not know how else to react." "Growing up with Freiza, I was warned

that if I produced a child the woman and child would be killed, so—"Bulma clasped his face

with her hands.

"Oh Vegeta, why didn't you just say that to begin with?" Bulma's heart was pounding, Vegeta

not only apologized to her, but explained his actions.

"I reacted before I thought." He responded. He felt Bulma pull him into her for a hug.

"I forgive you", she sang. Vegeta looked up at her in disbelief, and pulled himself from her embrace.

"How is it you forgive me so easily?" Bulma chuckled at his statement and kissed him.

"Because I love you dummy, no matter how mad you make me, my love runs deep for you, I

can't stay mad forever, not with this baby in me". Vegeta smiled at her response and placed his hands on her belly again.

"So I hope this means you're moving back in", Bulma smiled.

"Hmmm...let me think".

"Vegeta!" Bulma playfully punched his arm and Vegeta swooped her into his arms.

"I will move back in if you make up for the past 5 months I couldn't have you", Vegeta had an evil grin on his face.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No, I don't joke woman, you know this by now". Bulma was laughing uncontrollably now.

"I'm 8 months pregnant, I'm not as flexible anymore", she played.

"Well I'll just have to be easy on you then wont I"? he replied.

"Vegeta" Bulma giggled as they disappeared into her bedroom.

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The next morning Bulma and Vegeta woke up at the same time. Before he could get out of the

bed, she rolled over on to her side and threw her arm around him.

"Stay", she pleaded. "It's been so long since I got to just lay in the same bed as you". Vegeta

turned his head to look at her and shook his head no. Bulma pouted her face pulled herself closer to him.

"Aww, baby don't go please?" Vegeta almost chocked at her statement.

"Baby?" he looked at her puzzled. "Woman, I am 27 years of age, far from infantile". Bulma broke into hysterics at his misinterpretation.

"I'm not calling you baby, as in a little baby, I'm calling you baby as a pet name".

"Pet name?" Vegeta was now completely lost at her logic.

"Just a word to express my love". Vegeta was still staring at her in confusion as a loud pounding broke their attention.

"What the hell?" Bulma shouted. Vegeta slid on his sweat pants and signaled for her to stay put. He went downstairs knowing automatically by the ki who was on the other end.

"Kakorott".

He swung open the door blood boiling. Even though the woman had persuaded him not to kill him he still hated him.

"The fuck do you want"? Vegeta growled at the man.

"It's important Vegeta we have to talk right now, alone". Goku was looking sternly into his eyes.

Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest and turned his head away from the other mans face.

"You have 5 minutes make it quick".

A/N Sorry for the long wait before the update, I got sick =[, and then this pregnancy pact movie came on lol Jeez. Well this chapter wasn't as great as I wanted but the next chapter will come back with bang I promise. I'm going to get some rest again, and update again tomorrow. Love you all!