First Trimester

For the first two months Bulma felt terrible, her sickness was far worse than what she researched. This must have been the price for having a half saiyan baby. Bulma needed more information, she considered calling ChiChi, which was probably the best thing to do.

Bulma gave ChiChi a ring but no answer. She decided she'd call back later.

The heiress rose from her desk and decided to get a look at herself in the mirror. Not much had really changed, except for the fact that her breast were getting bigger. Bulma turned from side to side checking herself out, she honestly couldn't believe she was going to be a mother. Bulma had a faint smile on her face, she was actually kind of excited.

It was just past noon that Bulma decided to leave her room and grab something to eat. She entered the kitchen to find that Vegeta had the same thing in mind. A sudden urged washed over Bulma's body, she wanted him. She wasn't sure if it was just seeing him that triggered it or her hormones spiraling out of control, but that didn't matter she wanted him.

Bulma looked at her watch, it was 3 in the afternoon. Her mom was usually out by now keeping herself busy, most likely grocery shopping. Bulma's dad was most likely at Capsule Corp headquarters and wouldn't be back for a couple of hours. She looked back up to see Vegeta sitting at the table eating half of the contents of the fridge.

Vegeta looked back at the woman. 'Why in the world is she just standing there?' Vegeta thought silently to himself. He didn't want to ask because she might actually end up talking his ears off. He didn't like talking very much, so he just resumed eating.

Bulma wasn't sure how to go about this, she just needed him to touch her. Yes she actually needed this to happen. Bulma wanted to just approach the Prince and kiss him and touch him, however she was always the one to initiate any sort of intimacy. Bulma held her urges down and proceeded toward the fridge to grab some yogurt, fruit and granola to make a parfait.

She said nothing to the Prince and he said nothing to her. It actually made Bulma mad, she always had to initiate a conversation with him. She wanted to yell at him, but that'd just be her talking to him first, and she wouldn't do that. She simply stepped out of the kitchen and headed to her room, she really hated him right now.

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Bulma was coming into her third month of pregnancy and Vegeta was paying her no mind at all. Her sleep schedule was off and her hormones were going insane. Right now it was midnight and Bulma was crying loudly while watching an action movie. She wasn't sure why she was crying, but there she was, in tears.

Vegeta couldn't sleep, his training had not been going well at all and now he had to listen to this woman wail all through the night. It was horrible, he decided to go shut her up so he could get some sleep. Vegeta left out of his room and entered hers with no warning.

"What are you crying about!" Vegeta was angry, why in the world was this woman crying. Physically she looked unharmed so he wasn't sure what the problem was.

Bulma had a look of surprise on her face, was she really crying that loud? She began to wipe her tears away, she didn't like him to see her cry.

"What's it to you?"

"I can't sleep with you whining woman!"

"You can always sleep with me, and I'll stop."

"Just keep it down." Vegeta was tired of the woman's games, and he was just plain tired of everything really. He turned and left her room, slamming the door behind him.

Bulma waited about 20 minutes before she realized that she didn't want to sleep alone tonight. She needed someone next to her, someone to talk to, any form of attention was all Bulma needed and she knew just the person to give it to her.

Bulma picked up her phone and gave Yamcha a ring. She knew it was late but she also knew he'd answer, he was always there for her when she needed him. She only wished that she still had those feelings for him, maybe she still could. Yamcha answered.

"Hello? B is something wrong?" Yamcha sounded like he just woke up.

"Hey, wanna grab something to eat, I want to talk." Bulma felt bad, she didn't want Yamcha to fall back in love with her but she also didn't want to be alone.

"B, if there's something wrong, you know you can tell me right?"

Bulma nodded as if he could see her, she knew that and she hated herself for not loving him right now.

"Come over, please."

"Sure, I'm on my way." Yamcha hung up and Bulma waited in her room until she got the text from Yamcha saying that he was outside.

Bulma opened the door and welcomed her ex into the house. It was kind of nostalgic really, they had been broken up for some time and she couldn't remember the last time he came over.

"Do you still want to grab something to eat? There's not many places open right now." Yamcha asked

"That's fine, I'll just make us some popcorn and we can watch a movie, catchup." Bulma smiled.

Yamcha couldn't help but notice that Bulma was glowing. Something about her had suddenly become more mature, he wasn't quite sure what it was about her that was so different.

"Uh. Ok sure, sounds fun."

Bulma quickly made some popcorn and they proceeded to her room. She decided to choose a comedy to watch, nothing romantic this was just two friends hanging out.

Half-way through the movie Yamcha had to ask, why did she call him here all of the sudden. She had made it clear that what they had was never going to happen again, he was bewildered.

"So Bulma, what'd you want to talk about?"

"I'm pregnant"

Yamcha felt a huge rush of anger surge through his body, he knew that there could only be one father to that child, and it was Vegeta. Yamcha had a feeling in his gut that something like this would happen eventually, the way they acted together was like an old married couple and Yamcha hated it.

Bulma saw the instant flash of anger shoot across Yamcha's face. She felt bad, but she had to let him know the truth.

"Yamcha, I never cheated on you and I want you to know that." Bulma's voice was calm but tears were running down her face. "I figured you'd find out eventually so I might as well tell you myself."

Yamcha's anger ceased as he saw the bluenette crying, softly and silently. No matter what, he never liked to see Bulma upset, he never wish unhappiness on her. Yamcha cared about her and that would never change, he'd protect her. Yamcha put his arm around her and pulled her close, she was pregnant and she shouldn't be upset.

"Yeah, I know you wouldn't do anything like that B." He knew she wasn't lying but he was still pissed.

As soon as Yamcha put his arm around Bulma, she felt a sharp pain in her chest as she began to cry into him, his chest felt strong and reassuring. Finally, someone was near her giving her the attention she needed and wanted, however, it was not the person she wanted to give her attention. She cried harder and louder. 'Vegeta can be such a jerk' she thought to herself.

Meanwhile

Vegeta was awoken from his sleep. He heard that the woman had begun to cry again, it was so annoying. As Vegeta rose from his bed he noticed that there was another power level in her room, did something actually happen this time?

Once again Vegeta opened the door to the heiress' room and was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect to see him there. Vegeta became angry, he was sure that he cleared this up the last time she was with this human scum.

Bulma lifted her head from Yamcha's chest, tears were clouding her vision.

"I'm sorry I'll keep it down just leave…please" Bulma didn't want to see Vegeta's face, she was so worked up about him, because he didn't care at all.

"I thought we had come to an agreement about him woman, or should I just get rid of him permanently." Vegeta glared at Yamcha. Just looking at him made Vegeta's blood boil.

"Maybe it's best if I just go." Yamcha was so angry, he wanted to punch the saiyan square in the face, however he knew that it would be pointless, he was no match for him.

"No Yamcha you can stay, he doe-"

"B, it's okay. It's too late in the night to cause trouble, we can hang out later. Just call me okay?" Yamcha wiped a stray tear from her face. He hated to see her cry because she rarely did. But when she did cry, it broke his heart, and it was all Vegeta's fault. Yamcha proceeded to let himself out, as he passed Vegeta on his way out and gave the Prince an extremely dirty look.

Vegeta didn't even look his direction, he simply stared at Bulma as the door closed behind him indicating that the scum had left.

Bulma began to wipe her face, she hated Vegeta so much right now. She wasn't allowed to receive any attention from anyone else and he never showed that he truly cared that she was having a baby. It was all train, train, train with him, if he'd just take the time out and consider her for just a second Bulma would be happy.

Vegeta approached the bed and sat down.

"So if I stay, you'll stop crying right?" Vegeta was so annoyed by this point but he also needed to go to sleep and he couldn't sleep with her keeping him up.

Bulma couldn't believe her eyes nor her ears. There he was saying that he would spend the night with her, he was definitely going out of his comfort zone. A faint smile appeared on her face. She stared at Vegeta's back, she just wanted to hug him but she knew he'd leave if she did that. Bulma held back.

"Well?!" Vegeta turned to look at her, she hadn't answered his question.

Bulma simply nodded and pulled the blankets back giving the saiyan a spot to lay. Vegeta lied down on her bed and kept himself turned away from her.

Bulma lied down behind him and took this opportunity to hug him from the back, she couldn't hold herself back anymore. He tensed at first but then relaxed slowly. She knew that Vegeta wasn't all bad, he was lying down in her bed and hadn't pushed her away. She loved the feeling of being next to him like this, mostly because she was sure that she was the only person he'd ever done this with. Bulma drifted off to sleep.

Vegeta on the other hand, couldn't catch and ounce of sleep. He didn't like the position they were in and he didn't like her room. She had way too much stuff. Vegeta couldn't move because the woman was attached to him like a parasite, everything about this situation was uncomfortable and unfamiliar.

Her sheets had a particular sweet scent to them, a scent in which he'd become accustomed to. Her scent was distinctly her. He could pick her out of a lineup based solely on her sweet aroma. He felt like he was becoming too close to her, he knew her all too well and it was extremely bothersome. He had to leave, he had to leave this planet and clear his mind of all of its distractions.

The Prince made his choice, he had to leave and train somewhere else. He felt as if the woman was taking up too much of his time and focus. He was actually sacrificing his sleep to make sure she wasn't crying all through the night, that wasn't his original plan but that's how it turned out.

He'd bring it up tomorrow, for the woman to make him a ship so that he could train somewhere else, somewhere where he could be alone and focus on gaining the power that he deserved. The power that he was entitled to.

Vegeta finally fell asleep but only for an hour, he had to get up and begin training. Lack of sleep wouldn't stop him. He grabbed the heiress' hand from around his body and gently placed it on the bed. He rose up and headed toward his room to get changed and begin training.

His primary goal from now on had to be getting stronger, two people becoming super saiyan before him was two too many. He had his doubts about the other "saiyan", but he had the look and the strength of a super saiyan, that Vegeta could not deny.

-TBC-

Author's Note: If anyone ever wants to talk DB, DBZ or even DBGT I am all ears. I kinda want to write an AU with Bulma, Vegeta, and Goku for some strange reason er...anything in particular anyone want to read, I take request of all kinds. PM me some request for DBZ, LoK, Snk, Naruto, FMA, they'll probably be drabbles. I want to write more so I can get better. Have a nice day all! Thanks for reading!