Wise King Vegeta
Don't Own DBZ
Chapter 21
Not one child for fifteen years, but now she was going to be giving birth to not one but two babies. Even though it would not be a problem for the royal couple to provide for their children, practically the whole galaxy had already done so. The queen was showered with three times as many gifts as she did before she was pregnant, something for two princes and herself. She received complements on her beauty like never before as her face shined with the glow of pregnancy. Her extreme fatigue was a thing of the past as the unborn princes paid their mother back with their own energy tenfold. She had never felt so good and so full of energy.
Bulma lie comfortably on the examining bed for the obstetrician to inspect her round tummy where twins were developing. This was her last appointment before her expected due date which is a week away. So far the twins were healthy and incredibly strong, the both of them. Of course they are strong as Vegeta always boasted; they are his sons. Judging by previous ultrasounds, the doctor had informed the king and queen that the princes were fraternal, meaning that they may come out looking totally different from each other. .
"So the next time I see you will be in the throne room sometime next week or whenever the boys feel like they're to make their appearance outside the womb." The doctor informed, helping the queen up from the bed.
"Did you say throne room?" She said raising a brow. "Why not here?"
"Didn't the king tell you?
"Tell me what?"
"The birth of the next king is to be a public presentation." The doctor said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"What? You mean I'm going to have my legs spread apart so everyone and their mothers can see where my children are to come from?" Bulma raged. "I don't think so buster!"
"Calm down my queen. Don't upset the princes again." The doctor cautioned. He thought about the time she mentioned that Vegeta apparently upset her by trying to snatch away the weird mixture of different foods she had concocted in order to satisfy her cravings. He claimed she was poisoning his children with her experimentations, and that done it. As he had his fingers bent backwards, the king learned a valuable lesson that day, do not touch a pregnant woman's food unless you want to get hurt, especially if she's empowered by two half-saiyans inside her.
"No one will see..ahem…down there, except the king and myself of course. A partition will be provided for your privacy." The doctor added.
"Thank goodness." She said causing the doctor to sigh with relief as he dismissed the thought of being held in a full nelson by an agitated queen.
"When the first prince is born, the king will present him as his heir and next king, and everyone will give the proper respect to their next king. That's all." The doctor said informing her on some more on saiyan customs. "By the way, where is his majesty today? He usually makes all your appointments."
"Oh, he's meeting with some diplomats today, but he wanted me to give an update on the babies when I meet him for dinner." She answered.
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"So I'll see you in another few months ambassador." Vegeta said emphasizing the word ambassador. He had chosen a new ambassador for the new industrialized Tabor, the planet Bulma was stranded on years back.
"Are you kidding, your majesty! I'm staying right here for another week or so!" Ambassador Tomaz proclaimed. "The wife and I wouldn't want to miss the birth of the next king!"
"You're right! She is due within the next week or so. I'll tell you what, do as you like, but have someone overseeing that project while you're away." The king suggested. He couldn't deny anyone the privilege of seeing his sons born. He was going to have their births' broadcasted all over the galaxy as he did for his wedding.
"Already taken care of my king." Tomaz said.
"Good. I like that." Vegeta chuckled. "So I'll see you at my table for dinner tonight then!"
"Thank you, your majesty." Tomaz replied. "It will be an honor."
"Till then." Vegeta said dismissing the ambassador. He was headed back to his chambers to see if the queen had returned.
He arrived at his quarters unaware of how he got there because he had been daydreaming the whole time he was walking. He came to his door and opened it. After checking to see if his path was clear, he stepped into the room carefully. He didn't want to trip over anymore baby stuff like last time. His and her quarters, as well as the lounging area, were filled with gifts and things. The queen started filling the small room next to hers with her enormous wardrobe years back; nobody informed her that the room was supposed to be a nursery, so there was no room in there. The boys were going to have their own rooms but not until they were old enough to make transition. The queen was in the process of redecorating; so, to sum it up, the place was a disaster area.
"Oh, you're back!" the queen exclaimed. She dismissed her interior specialists and went to greet her husband with a kiss.
"I hope this is going to be done by next week." He said after their lips parted. "I can't have my sons living in a pig sty."
"Don't worry. It will." She replied. "And they're my sons too!"
"Why did you wait this long to do this anyway?" he asked. "You know how I hate procrastination. Who's to say they'll be born next week. They may even come tomorrow. Come to think of it, doctors do make mistakes. You should know, they said you were incapable of producing didn't they?"
"Yeah, but I'm sure they won't be here tomorrow. Maybe in a few days but not tomorrow. That's too soon."
"Don't forget, you are carrying two babies. That doctor already told you that the duration for them was going to be shorter than it would be for one child."
"Now you just said doctors aren't always right." She laughed. "Now you're telling me they are!" She had him there. Boy, he hated when she did that to him. She could be too smart for her own good sometimes.
"Alright then, keep thinking you have a week left to get this place in shape, but I'm telling you if they come before then, I'm just going to say: I told you so."
"Well then Mr. Know-It-All, let's make a little wager." She said smirking.
"What kind of wager?"
"If the babies come with in the next three days, you get to name the firstborn after yourself as you already planned, but if they don't, I get to name the firstborn when they do come."
"No way! I already told you it's a tradition. My father's name was Vegeta, my grandfather's name was Vegeta, my great-grandfather's name was Vegeta, and so was his father before him and so on. You can't just go change that!" he argued. "The crown prince can be named none other than Vegeta."
"I understand if you know you're going to lose." She said, causing the king to curse mentally. She had him again, so he could not back down.
"Okay...It's a bet." He said with a little hesitation. "But know this, if they come within the next three days and this place isn't cleared out, I'm going to take over this little operation. Is that clear?"
"But I wanted…" She started, knowing what he meant by that. He was going to ruin her plans for the perfect nursery.
"Now, now, my queen, I understand if you know you're going to lose." He taunted, throwing her own words back at her. She angrily turned away from him and haphazardly began picking up baby essentials.
"Fine! Have it your way!" She shouted, flinging a pillow at him, then smiled sweetly. "But I won't have to worry about that anyway because I'm going to win! So there!"
"We'll see." He said smirking back at her. "We'll see. Now give me kiss before I go train a little before dinner."
"Hmmm. Do you deserve a kiss?" She teased, coming back towards him.
"I think I do. I've done nothing but speak the absolute truth to you." He chuckled. "Anyway, I'm the king, and you can't deprive me of what's rightfully mine."
"And I'm the queen. I only give to those worthy." She said seductively, now only an inch away from him.
"So do you deem me worthy, my queen?" He purred, stepping closer to her.
"For what I have to give, yes your highness, you are very worthy." She whispered softly, their lips almost touching. "Now open your mouth and close your eyes and I shall give you your prize."
Vegeta quivered with excitement at her very words and quickly did what she commanded. Bulma smiled evilly at how silly he looked then stuck the pacifier in his mouth, causing the king to open his eyes in surprise and spit the nipple out. Laughing uncontrollably, she tried as fast as she could get away from him, but at the flicker of an eye he was right in front of her.
"Ha, ha! Very funny!" He laughed her pulling her close. "Now give me my real prize!" He then said taking his kiss afterwards. She struggled in his arms at first, but then she couldn't help but give in. "I'll see you at dinner." He said after parting from her and then went out the door. She sighed and began cleaning up again.
"There's no way he's going to mess up our plans! Right boys!" She said to her belly. Surprisingly, they answered her with a double kick. "Woah!"she said holding her stomach. "One at a time please!" She then continued with her cleaning, moving and carrying things around.
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I hope this chapter answers the questions pertaining to Bra being one of the twins. There are two fraternal boys so the other one cannot be Bra. Okay, who's going to win the bet? Bulma or Vegeta? And if Bulma wins what will her name be for the firstborn? Okay the second question is a no brainer, but I had to ask. Thanks for your input!