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2 years later – Trunks: age 3

"Tell me again, why is that brat here?" Vegeta asked looking at the two years old Goten.

Goten was sitting on the carpet of the living room, playing with the now three years old Trunks.

"Because I cannot really let Trunks near to normal children as he is too strong. At least not until he can control his powers. Goten is also a half saiyan so they both should be fine!"

When Bulma first heard that Chichi was pregnant with Goten, she was extremely happy. She just began to wonder how Trunks will be able to play with other kids with his strength. She knew well, that Gohan hasn't really seen anybody until he was 4 and then thanks to Piccolo's training he had his powers under control and there was no danger that he might accidently hurt somebody. Bulma was on the opinion that a child should be around others even at an early age and Chichi being pregnant just solved her issues.

"Also, it's not like this is the first time Goten is here." She added.

They were both sitting on the couch, watching the children play.

"I cannot see anywhere that annoying bitch."

"If you are implying Chichi, then she is not here. She asked me to babysit Goten while she and Gohan are visiting some private school. Also, today must be hard on her as it's their wedding anniversary with Goku."

"What?"

"You know, the day when they married."

"It's such a stupid thing again, typical human bullshit! How can people say they will stay with each other and then get divorced after a few years?"

"I wanted to ask this already; how was it on your planet? Did you have something similar to marriage?"

"Saiyans mate, don't marry and it's nothing similar to your stupid tradition. There is no going back from mating. They really live together until one of them or both of them dies. It's for life."

"So, let's say a saiyan realises he doesn't want his mate any more, then what?"

"It cannot happen. I already said, mating if for life."

"What about adultery?"

"Adu… what?"

"When two people are married and let's say the woman decides to sleep with an another man, we call it adultery."

"We never had that problem. It happened once or twice during our history and then both got killed, without mercy. As a fighting race we had to have absolute order."

"How did you mate? I mean there must have been some ceremony!"

"Why do you ask?" Vegeta asked and he blushed.

Seeing that, made Bulma more interested in this topic then before and she was determined to get the whole story. It seemed like Vegeta was showing some more willingness to talk then he normally did.

"I'm just curious." She smiled.

Vegeta had no idea what to say. Truth was, he never thought about this tradition or at least he was struggling not to think about it. He just never wanted to reveal it to Bulma, yet he knew how persistent she could be. Strange as it was, he was beginning to know her, ever without ever giving an effort to do it. He quickly run the scenarios in his head to see how he could avoid answering this question, but the best case scenario was to avoid it for a few days, while she would keep bugging him. He sighed, decided to answer it now and mentally kicking himself in the ass for answering the first question at all.

"They have sex."

"What?" She asked, not entirely following.

"As soon as two saiyan have sex, they are mated."

"So, does this actually mean that I'm your mate?" Bulma asked, unable to repress a smile.

"We are not on my planet…"

"Sure, I know that. But in your opinion, am I your mate?"

There was a long pause before the prince answered:

"Yes."

Bulma couldn't quite believe her ears as it almost sounded like Vegeta said he loved her. Mating was for life according to saiyans and that indicated he just might indeed stay with her. Sure, he never said that saiyans mated for love, but still... She was overjoyed and couldn't help but kiss him. She did it so suddenly that Vegeta lost his balance and ended up lying on the couch, while Bulma was on top of him. He kissed her back, but before they could go any further, they realised that Trunks and Goten were looking at them with big eyes.

"We will finish it later." Bulma whispered and got up.

A few weeks later Bulma decided to go down to the cellar and get rid of some old stuff which nobody needed anymore.

"What are you doing here?" Vegeta asked as he came down.

It was the first time that he entered the basement, he wasn't even aware that it existed. He looked at Bulma, who just grabbed a big pile of newspaper and threw it into a box.

"I want to get rid of things which are just taking up the place." She answered.

"This room is not even full, I don't see why you would waste your time on such a thing."

"Because this is what people tend to do. They clean up their basement once in a while."

Another retarded human custom. Vegeta wondered how many they could possibly have. Some had just no sense, while others were impossibly stupid. He wanted to say something, then he looked at the cover of one of the newspapers. There was a picture of Bulma on it with big red letters: "Bulma Brief is pregnant! Who might be the father?

"What is this?" He asked, grabbing the paper.

Bulma had no idea what he meant, even when she read the title. Truth was, she was so used to the fact that the media sometimes wrote about her private life, that she learned to ignore it. At first it bothered her, how the newspaper wrote about the fact that she simply run away at age 16, while the truth was she was only looking for the dragon balls. Her parents were not approving the idea, but they knew where she went. They also wrote about her dating Yamcha and other stuff, some of them were true, some not so much. When she finally got it, she answered:

"Some stupid reporter got wind of my pregnancy and wrote something about it. Truth is, I haven't even read the article, as I don't care."

"Why are they writing about you?"

"Being the daughter of the owner of Capsule Corp makes me sort of famous, at least according to some stupid people who have no better things to do, then read about my life. I'm rich and famous, which never worked out so well for me."

Vegeta looked at her. Up until now he never really gave a thought about Bulma's status in society. Mostly because he had no interest in human society and partly because he had no interest in her. Ok, it wasn't entirely true that he wasn't interested in her, but… damn! He should focus on the topic!

"I still don't see why being pregnant is such a big news. What I have seen, there are plenty little brats here."

"It's rather the fact that I'm not married. There are women who have children without being married, but it's not so common. You know I always assumed I will have a big wedding and stuff, but it seems I won't have one at all. I mean it's not like you want to marry me."

"You are my mate."

"Could be, but that won't mean anything to humans here. We are living on Earth, not on your planet."

Bulma looked at him, then shook her head and went back to work. Vegeta stood there a little longer before he left. She had to smile thinking about the conversation what they just had. It didn't happen often, but sometimes for a short while they talked about normal topics. Still, marriage never came up yet. She grabbed an another pile of newspaper and on one, she again saw herself and a picture of Yamcha. The article wrote about the possibility that his son might be from Yamcha and maybe he broke up with her as he never wanted a baby. It was outrageous. Like Yamcha could dump her! Ok, he almost did, but it was her who said it out aloud, hence technically she dumped him. She never expected for this topic come up in the near future, yet it did.

A few weeks later they had a party at the house, celebrating the good financial year. It was the second time, normal people came around, since Vegeta lived there and Bulma once again became nervous.

"I think the best would be for you not to be there at all." She said, looking at Vegeta after she explained the situation.

Bulma remembered how at the first time she also asked him to wear a shirt. For some reason he was mostly wearing one nowadays, for which she was normally sorry as she quite enjoyed the sight of his body. After some thinking she decided to let Trunks play with the other children who will also come with their parents.

"Remember not to show them how strong you are!" Bulma looked at his son.

"Can't I just stay at Goten's?" Trunks asked.

"No my dear, they also want to see you. We will have plenty of food."

As soon as she mentioned that, Trunks had no objections. These saiyans were really alike. The party was quite a success and Trunks managed to behave normally. When the last guest left, Vegeta came out from the gravity room to clean up the remaining food.

"It's so stupid that I could hardy eat anything while they were here." Trunks complained, while he also pulled some plates in front of him and began to eat."

"You know how humans don't eat as much as you. Also, watch your language, dear!" Bulma sighed, while she put some plates in the dish-washer.

"What's a bastard?" Trunks suddenly asked, causing Bulma to almost drop a glass.

"Who told you that?" She asked, suddenly feeling very angry.

It was one thing what people thought about her or what the newspapers wrote, but Trunk was another matter.

"Chris."

"Next time you see Chris, tell him to fuck himself and then he can ask that from his damn father what that means!" Bulma answered causing Vegeta to look up from his food.

"And you say to me, that I shouldn't swear in front of the brat?" He asked smirking.

Bulma never quite answered him and she remained angry even when they were in their bedroom, preparing to go to sleep. It was strange how Vegeta knew that something was bothering her. He was somewhat used to the fact that she felt his mood, yet he recently realised that sometimes he was doing the same. Just when did it started?

"Why are you angry?" He asked, while they climbed in the bed.

"Sometimes I wish that people were not so mean. Seriously what damn business do they have about to whom I'm married or not married?"

"Is this about the "bastard" thing?"

"It's in general about human nature. They call somebody a bastard when he or she is born from parents who are not married. You see I don't care, what they say or think about me, screw them! I just don't want Trunks to suffer from this."

"He could blast them away!"

"Sure. Remember that living in the Earth means that you cannot just go on and beat-up people? Sometimes I wish I could do that though."

"You?"

It was something new, what Vegeta never hear before. Sure Bulma could argue and verbally fight, but he never assumed she would actually want to harm somebody. It was an amusing idea and he had to smile.

"Oh, don't you dare to laugh! You are not the only one, who wants to beat-up people. I have a quite big urge now to snap that boy's father's neck, to crush him with my bare hands."

"Are you saying if we were married, people wouldn't say or write bad things about you?"

"I'm sure they might find something else, but it would improve my situation. Also at least they would stop guessing who Trunks' father is. Can you believe some might think it's Yamcha?"

"That weakling has nothing to do with my son!" He snapped.

Bulma had no idea where this conversation was going. Vegeta almost looked like he was considering marriage, which was impossible. Apart from the fact that he was Vegeta, he never gave a damn about her or Trunks' feelings. Vegeta hated himself even for considering it, but it seemed important to Bulma. Sure, it was just a stupid human custom and it wouldn't change anything… Also she was already his mate… And the fact that people assumed Trunks is Yamcha's son or anybody else's for that matter made him outraged. He sighed and asked:

"Do you want to get married?"

"What? Are you like proposing?"

"I'm asking." Vegeta said, feeling a bit awkward.

"Of course I want to! I love you and I want to stay with you forever. And regardless what you say about words and human traditions, I mean it!"

She hugged him tight and she couldn't believe what just happened. Heck, she never ever expected to get married to Vegeta. Sure she was aware that it meant nothing to him, yet it meant a lot to her. Even more, as it seemed like Vegeta only did it for her and Trunks. It was a first. Maybe she had a real chance to live with him and Trunks as a family? Could it be that he was capable of getting attached to her, to feel something? Even if he wasn't in love with her? That was when Bulma decided to fight for him and try to convince him that she and Trunks are his family and Earth was his new home. Sure, it's not like she was giving up on him so far, but she always tried to convince herself to be happy with what she got. Now, for the first time ever, she had seen a chance to have a real family and she wasn't letting this opportunity just flew by.

Vegeta had no idea why he agreed to the whole marriage idea. It seemed like he had a more crazy moment then what he usually had nowadays. Sure the wedding wasn't big, actually it was just Bulma, her parents, Trunks and him, still he hated it. Saiyan mating was much more simple, also it had a whole other meaning then marriage. He hated humans with their strange obsessions.