Author's Note: To be honest, I was really contemplating on adding this second chapter because I thought the first can already stand on its own as a oneshot. However, I also felt that if I have written Goku's thoughts, I might as well write Bulla's thoughts too because afterall, they're both involved. Given that, this next chapter is written in Bulla's POV.

"HOW are you feeling?"

I didn't answer, instead I remained huddled in my blankets as I lay still on my bed, my back towards the door. I don't need to look for me to be able to tell that the person who had entered was my best friend Valese.

"Bulla…" Valese said as I heard her footsteps approaching my bed. "Bulla, please talk to me.." she continued. I heard her sit down on the stool in front of my dresser.

I turned towards her, eyes staring blankly ahead. I gave a terse smile as I greeted her. "Hi, what brings you here?" I asked.

"Bulla, you know why I'm here." She answered. "Aunt Bulma and Uncle Vegeta are getting worried. It has been three months since you returned but up to now, you won't even tell anyone where you have been, or what happened to you."

"What happened to me?" I asked. "Why are you worrying about what happened to me? Nothing happened to me."

"Nobody believes that nothing happened to you." Valese told me. "Since you returned, you're not the same Bulla anymore. You hardly go out of this room, and Aunt Bulma says you even refused to eat sometimes. How can we believe that nothing really happened to you when you're behaving like that?" She asked, concern evident in her voice.

"Because nothing really happened." I answered in a dismissive tone. "Nothing happened, and if ever something happened…" I paused for a while as I felt tears threatening to fall from my eyes. "If ever something happened then… I don't want to talk about it." I managed to say as a lone tear trailed down my cheek.

"Then why are you crying if nothing really happened?" Valese asked, a bit panicked after she saw the tear escape from my eye. She stood up from her place and sat on the bed beside me. "Bulla, I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything and I'll listen to you. You know that right?"

I didn't answer. I couldn't speak. Suddenly I was filled with mixed emotions as the events of the past quickly came back to me.

It's been 3 months.

3 months since I returned to this timeline. My original timeline.

3 months since I left that timeline where Goku and the others faced Cell.

3 months since… the Goku from that timeline sacrificed himself so Cell wouldn't destroy the Earth and kill all of us.

It's been 3 months. I can't believe it.

I can't believe 3 months have passed since I slept with Goku's past self and formed a bond with him. I couldn't call it a relationship because during that time, I didn't even know how to define what we have. I didn't even know if I truly love him, or what I have are only strong feelings of admiration for him. Also, I didn't even know if my feelings were reciprocated. I remember telling him I love him during the night when we made love… no, when we slept together two days before we went to face Cell, and Goku didn't answer. Instead, he told me to forget about the Cell Games first because he said that the night is supposed to be only for the two of us.

Back then, I knew I had feelings for Goku, I just didn't know what to call them.

But now….

I didn't realize I was crying until I felt Valese softly stroking my back as she tried to comfort me. I could see she was shocked by my sudden outburst but I couldn't help it, I had to let it out. This is actually the reason why I didn't tell anyone about what really happened because I know I'll just end up crying. I didn't want to recall those events because doing so only wounds my heart and scars my soul.

Doing so only makes me realize how I truly feel for Goku, and how much I value whatever we had.

I love him.

I wasn't sure about this before, because it all happened so fast. We succumbed to each other's charms and the next thing we knew, we had already acted upon our feelings. Back then, telling Goku that I love him was so easy, but trying to define what I truly felt for him was not.

Until now.

That last night with him was one unforgettable moment that I will forever treasure in my heart. Even if what we had was so short and considered as a taboo by certain standards for he was married to Chichi when it all happened, I will never feel any regrets whenever I look back to it and refresh every single detail of that night in my memories.

I will forever treasure that once in my life, I felt how it's like to be loved by Goku and to hold him in my arms.

Loud music coupled with people's laughter from outside interrupted me from my thoughts. My head automatically turned towards the window beside me as I asked, "What's that?"

"Aunt Bulma's having a barbecue party outside. Everyone's there." Valese replied. She continued to rub my back soothingly as she eyed me with concern. "But you don't have to come out if you don't feel like it.." she finished.

I smiled as I wiped a tear that trailed down my cheek. "Maybe I'll come out later. For now, I just want to stay here." I told her.

"I won't force you to talk if you're not ready, but you know you can always tell me anything, right? I'll always listen to you, Bulla." Valese told me.

I nodded my head. "Yeah, I know." I answered before I turned back towards the window and looked outside. I saw Goku and Dad having drinks with the males while Mom and the other females were busy chatting with each other. I saw Goku's wife, Chichi among them. She looked a lot older than her past self but her hairstyle and clothes barely changed. She also looked happy and content as she chatted with my Mom and the other older females in our group. I sighed sadly as I remembered my encounter with her past self during Goku's memorial service, a few days before I left to go back to my original timeline.

"YOU are Bulla, right? Can I have a word with you?"

I looked up and my eyes widened when I saw Goku's widow, Chichi standing beside me. She was wearing a black chinese collared long sleeved dress with her hair tied in her usual bun. We were currently at Goku's memorial service to pay our last respects to the fallen warrior and everyone but Dad is present. Mom tried to coax him to come with us but of course it was a losing battle. Dad said he didn't want to be present in any ceremony or event that has something to do with Goku.

I nodded, before gesturing to the vacant chair beside me. "Sure, is there anything you need?" I asked. Good thing I was wearing dark rimmed glasses so she couldn't see my eyes all swollen from crying too much.

Chichi sat down beside me. "I know how Goku's death upsets you just as much as it upsets me." She started. Her words shocked me but I tried to maintain my composure.

Does she know what has been going on between me and her husband?

"Don't worry. I am not going to fight with you. There's no need for that. And I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. If not, then I'll go straight to the point. I know that you and my husband had an affair."

That's it. She confirmed my suspicions. I stayed silent as I waited for her next words.

Chichi sighed. "You're young… still very young. There's so much in store for you especially when you age. I won't ask you anymore how or when it all happened, but I hope that you learn from this mistake that you committed so you won't do it again. I hope you understand that it isn't nice to hurt others for the sake of your own happiness. If you are indeed Bulma and Vegeta's future daughter, then you're not only beautiful and smart, but rich as well. Please do not settle for a married man and know your worth. Don't let yourself be a mistress and a homewrecker. Surely you can be more than that." Her voice broke as she spoke those words.

"C-Chichi…" I didn't know what to say. Should I apologize to her? If yes, then how do I apologize?

"Don't apologize. Just think about what I said. And please, don't tell me that you love my husband. I can feel that you do, but please just keep it to yourself and don't confirm my suspicions. Do me a favor and don't add to my pain anymore." Chichi said, a few tears escaping her eyes before she stood up to go back to where Gohan and the others are.

I shifted my gaze from Chichi and focused my attention on Goku. More memories flooded my mind as I focused my gaze on him. He might be a lot older now than his past self with whom I formed a bond with, but he seemed to have never aged at all. Well, maybe except for some minor details such as being more buff and a little bit more handsome, not to mention that he's a lot stronger now. Overall, I could say that he looked the same before he went to fight Cell.

"After the Cell Games, we'll be free. We'll be together forever, right Goku?" I asked as I snuggled closer to Goku's naked form, my blue hair splayed all over his naked chest.

"Let's forget about the Cell Games first, Princess. Tonight, it's just you and me." Goku answered as he pulled me closer to him. He planted a soft kiss on my lips which turned into a passionate one when I responded heatedly.

"I love you…" I said to him as he entered me, my nails digging deep into his shoulders as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I shuddered as I held on tight to him, not wanting to let go as he spilled himself inside me. I do not know if this is indeed love. However, I do know that to be with him for all eternity is what I want.

'Yeah, right. To be with him for all eternity is what I want.' I thought sadly as fresh tears escaped my eyes. I turned away from the window and cried profusely while Valese hugged and comforted me. I couldn't take it anymore. I know Goku is probably going to laugh at me, but I need to tell him. I need to tell him how much I love him, and how much he means to me. Even if what we had was short and brief, and even if it was something forbidden, something sinful, it was special to me, and I will always treasure those moments until the day I die.

BUT how can I do that? Goku is married and he is a family man. What's more, he's almost old enough to be my father in this timeline. This is another reason why I haven't spoken to anyone about everything. How can my mom and dad accept that I had fallen for Goku? They're not going to take it lightly, especially Dad. Knowing him, he'll probably challenge Goku to a fight and neither of them will stop until one or both of them get killed.

I couldn't stand to see the two most important men in my life try to kill each other because of me.

I suddenly pushed Valese and bolted up from my bed as I felt my stomach twist. I suddenly felt nauseated and had it not been for Valese holding me, I would have collapsed as I made my way towards the bathroom to pour the contents of my stomach out.

"I'll go get some water." Valese offered before she left me, sitting in front of the toilet. I haven't eaten anything so only sticky saliva came out of me. Yet I still feel the urge to vomit, and it's really painful. I struggled to stand up, still feeling nauseated as I opened the faucet on the sink and splashed cold water on my face.

As I looked at my reflection in the mirror, something dawned on me.

I haven't had my period yet.

And it's been 3 months.

Could it be that I'm….

When Valese returned, I was already sitting back on my bed. She handed the glass of water to me and asked if I'm alright and if I wanted something to eat.

"Valese…" I began, "I have to talk to Mom and Dad." My words were full of determination as I spoke.

5 months later…

"CONGRATULATIONS, Miss Briefs. You're having twins. Twin boys." The doctor told me as I wiped off the ultrasound gel from my now swollen abdomen. It was my scheduled day for ultrasound and Mom and Dad accompanied me. We thanked the doctor after and made our way back to the hospital's parking lot.

"Did you hear that, Vegeta? Twin boys! We're having twin boys as grandsons!" Mom said in an ecstatic voice. Between her and Dad, she is the one who's excited for my baby, or rather my babies' coming.

"Tch, you mean I'll have more Saiyans to train." Dad answered, making Mom roll her eyes.

"Vegeta! The babies aren't here yet and you're already talking about training. Give them a break will you?" Mom said as we walked back to our car.

"Woman, I am the Prince of All Saiyans. No descendant of mine shall be rendered a weakling. We are Saiyan elites. My descendants should be the strongest Saiyans of all." Dad told her as he started the car.

I smiled when I heard what Dad said. Of course, there's no doubt that my sons are going to be the strongest Saiyans of all once they're born. They are, after all, the grandchildren of the Saiyan Prince and more importantly, they are the sons of the current strongest Saiyan in the universe.

They are Goku's sons.

It's been almost five months since I told Mom and Dad about my pregnancy, and of course, they didn't take it lightly at first. Dad wanted to know who got me pregnant, but no amount of threatening or convincing worked. I was determined to keep everything to myself, because I knew very well what the consequences would be should I decide to reveal who the father of my children are, and I don't want that, for another mistake will never correct something that has already been done. While I may have feelings for Goku, he is a married man, and he has a family. While I know that I love him with all of me and to spend an eternity with him is something that I want and will always yearn for, he doesn't belong to me. The fact that he chose to die during the Cell Games tells me that he had already chosen, and his choice wasn't me. He chose to die because if he lived, he knew he would be forced to choose between me and his wife, and while Chichi is of course the right choice, he also knew I wouldn't take it lightly if he chose his wife over me. Goku knew that I would never stop until he relents and leaves Chichi and Gohan for me, that's why he chose to sacrifice himself and die instead. Perhaps, it was also his way of redeeming himself because he feels guilty cheating on his wife, his wife who had sacrificed so much for him and their son.

To him, it was redemption. To me, it was a sign that he chose Chichi and Gohan over me.

"Please do not settle for a married man and know your worth…"

"Please don't tell me that you love my husband…."

Chichi was right. I have to know my worth.

I have to make sure that my sons can also be proud of me when they grow up, and to do that, I have to choose to do what's right and what's best for everybody.

I can always love Goku from afar without anyone knowing how I truly feel. If ever I will have my chance to spend an eternity with him, it will come, but I won't force it if ever it doesn't happen. My love for Goku can always wait. It will always be there, but it definitely can wait. For the meantime, I'll just focus all my love and give all of my attention to our sons.

'Goku, I wish I could tell you about our sons. I'm sure you'll be delighted. I know they'll grow up to be strong like Dad and... you.'

I smiled as I caressed my stomach softly and felt my twins kick. I honestly can't believe that even after I have sinned, I'm still given a second chance to redeem myself.

In a few months, I'll be a mother to two wonderful Saiyan boys, and it feels overwhelming. In fact, so overwhelming that I almost want to cry tears of happiness just by thinking about it.

"BULLA..." Mom called me, interrupting me from my thoughts. I turned from the window towards her. "Yes Mom?"

"Have you decided on a name, Dear?" Mom asked.

"They should be given Saiyan names." Dad butted in. "They are, after all, Saiyan elites. It's only proper for them to have Saiyan names."

Mom frowned. "You're naming our grandchildren after vegetables?! Oh come on, Vegeta!"

I watched Mom and Dad bicker with each other as I thought of what to name my sons. Dad kept on insisting that my children be named after Saiyans while Mom kept telling him that Saiyans' names aren't nice and that we should name the boys human or Earthly names.

As I stared at the car figures who looked just like Goku and Dad standing on the dashboard, a thought hit me.

"Mom, Dad, I know what to name them." I said.

"What?" Mom and Dad asked in unison.

"I'll call them Vegito and Gogeta." I answered.

"Can't you name them something else?" Mom whined while Dad smiled. He seemed pleased with what I said.

"They're going to be the strongest Saiyans, so they should be named after the strongest Saiyans. I have already decided. Their names will be Vegito and Gogeta." I said as I caressed my swollen stomach. I felt my babies kicking once more and I smiled.

Vegito and Gogeta.

Named after the two strongest Saiyans in the universe.

Named after the two most important males in my life.

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