Whose Baby?
Chapter 7
-Saiyan Princess
Bulma paced back and forth on Capsule Corporation's lawn. In a few minutes, at least assuming everything went well, Goku would return with the eight-year-old son she hadn't seen since he was a baby. She was quite surprised when her friend not only brought Trunks back, but Vegeta and a dragon to spare. Bulma, Vegeta, and Trunks stood silent in shock. None of them had really prepared for this moment. It was the first time their family had stood together for over seven years. Goku broke the tense silence.
"Trunks," he began, "this is Bulma."
Trunks reached out and grabbed his father's pant leg, drawing back slightly.
"Can you say 'hello,' Trunks?" prompted Goku.
"Hello," whispered the boy.
Bulma smiled slightly.
"It's okay. I'm as nervous as you are," she said.
Trunks smiled with relief.
Be calm, Bulma told herself, don't scare him with a million hugs and sobs. She took a deep breath.
"I've...I've missed you," she said, tears pricking her eyes.
Goku cleared his throat.
"We'll leave you two alone. I bet Trunks would love to see a tour of Capsule Corporation," he said. Then, in a harsher tone, "Vegeta and I are going to have a talk."
When the men had left, Bulma opened her arms, and Trunks accepted the hug. Bulma began to cry.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed, "but I've missed holding you for so long."
"That's fine," replied Trunks, his voice breaking.
He began to feel tears on his face as well, and allowed his newly-found mother to cradle him in her arms and kiss his hair. The two held each other close, crying, but united at last.
"What exactly did you think you were doing when you stole Trunks?" snapped Goku.
"None of your business," retorted Vegeta curtly.
He was caught off guard when Goku grabbed his wrist and twisted it violently.
"If it hurts one of my friends, it's my business! Have you ever thought about how lonely and lost Bulma must have felt during those years?"
He wrenched Vegeta's wrist harder, soon it would be at its breaking point, but the prince set his jaw and forced a relaxed smirk.
"The woman's crazy. Trunks was better off with me. He is a prince, after all. Takes one to raise one. He is much stronger now than he would have been had I left him here."
"You're so selfish!" yelled Goku.
He gave Vegeta's arm another yank. This time, Goku caught a quick look of pain in Vegeta's eyes and realized what he was doing. He let go immediately and his face reddened with abashment.
"So...sorry, Vegeta. I didn't realize what I was doing."
Because he was in front of Goku, Vegeta refused himself the luxury of rubbing the soreness out of his wrist. Goku paused, then said,
"Well, if you're not going to tell me anything, leave. I know that you know what you did was wrong, and so does Trunks."
"You leave," demanded Vegeta harshly, "and keep my son out of this."
Vegeta continued to fly through the forest. Suddenly, he saw a man with luggage leaving a cabin.
"Are you no longer using that house?" asked Vegeta.
The man was startled, but replied that the bears had finally driven him away. His work as a hunter had been unsuccessful. Vegeta smirked.
Silly weak humans. Should I kill him? Well, I'm in enough hot water already.
"If I catch some bears and food for you, will you give me the cabin?"
After some negotiating, the hunter agreed, as long as Vegeta returned with two bears, four deer, tow of which with antlers, and ten large fish. Vegeta accomplished this within an hour. He got a place for him and his son to live, and the man had lots of food for his ice chest.
The cabin was very small. It had a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room, and a dining room. However, it was furnished and equipped with plumbing and electricity. Vegeta unpacked his and his son's belongings and placed them in the single chest of drawers. Outside, there was an empty shed in which Aristoi could be kept. With everything accomplished, Vegeta flew back to Capsule Corporation.
Trunks and Bulma were sitting at the table eating cookies when Vegeta entered.
"Hi Papa," greeted Trunks.
"Trunks, I have a cabin for us to live in while we're – you're – visiting. I'll be outside."
Vegeta left without acknowledging Bulma. Trunks gave her hug good-bye, and promised he'd come visit her the next day. Bulma kissed his cheek and gave him a cookie for the way home.
"Can I ride Aristoi to the cabin?" asked Trunks as they retrieved him from the backyard.
"Alright. But you'd better ride fast. It's getting late."
Trunks got on the white dragon and rode with just the halter while Vegeta hovered beside him.
"Mama's really nice," said Trunks after a several minutes.
Vegeta didn't answer.
They reached the cabin and Trunks put Aristoi away. Vegeta and his son ate venison and retired to their small bedroom.
"This was the only place I could find," explained Vegeta as they crawled into the twin-sized bed.
"I like it," Trunks assured him, "it's not like anything we've been in before."
As Trunks lay in bed, he looked forward to the day ahead. Goku had promised to introduce him to his youngest son, Goten.
Chapter 7
-Saiyan Princess
Bulma paced back and forth on Capsule Corporation's lawn. In a few minutes, at least assuming everything went well, Goku would return with the eight-year-old son she hadn't seen since he was a baby. She was quite surprised when her friend not only brought Trunks back, but Vegeta and a dragon to spare. Bulma, Vegeta, and Trunks stood silent in shock. None of them had really prepared for this moment. It was the first time their family had stood together for over seven years. Goku broke the tense silence.
"Trunks," he began, "this is Bulma."
Trunks reached out and grabbed his father's pant leg, drawing back slightly.
"Can you say 'hello,' Trunks?" prompted Goku.
"Hello," whispered the boy.
Bulma smiled slightly.
"It's okay. I'm as nervous as you are," she said.
Trunks smiled with relief.
Be calm, Bulma told herself, don't scare him with a million hugs and sobs. She took a deep breath.
"I've...I've missed you," she said, tears pricking her eyes.
Goku cleared his throat.
"We'll leave you two alone. I bet Trunks would love to see a tour of Capsule Corporation," he said. Then, in a harsher tone, "Vegeta and I are going to have a talk."
When the men had left, Bulma opened her arms, and Trunks accepted the hug. Bulma began to cry.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed, "but I've missed holding you for so long."
"That's fine," replied Trunks, his voice breaking.
He began to feel tears on his face as well, and allowed his newly-found mother to cradle him in her arms and kiss his hair. The two held each other close, crying, but united at last.
"What exactly did you think you were doing when you stole Trunks?" snapped Goku.
"None of your business," retorted Vegeta curtly.
He was caught off guard when Goku grabbed his wrist and twisted it violently.
"If it hurts one of my friends, it's my business! Have you ever thought about how lonely and lost Bulma must have felt during those years?"
He wrenched Vegeta's wrist harder, soon it would be at its breaking point, but the prince set his jaw and forced a relaxed smirk.
"The woman's crazy. Trunks was better off with me. He is a prince, after all. Takes one to raise one. He is much stronger now than he would have been had I left him here."
"You're so selfish!" yelled Goku.
He gave Vegeta's arm another yank. This time, Goku caught a quick look of pain in Vegeta's eyes and realized what he was doing. He let go immediately and his face reddened with abashment.
"So...sorry, Vegeta. I didn't realize what I was doing."
Because he was in front of Goku, Vegeta refused himself the luxury of rubbing the soreness out of his wrist. Goku paused, then said,
"Well, if you're not going to tell me anything, leave. I know that you know what you did was wrong, and so does Trunks."
"You leave," demanded Vegeta harshly, "and keep my son out of this."
Vegeta continued to fly through the forest. Suddenly, he saw a man with luggage leaving a cabin.
"Are you no longer using that house?" asked Vegeta.
The man was startled, but replied that the bears had finally driven him away. His work as a hunter had been unsuccessful. Vegeta smirked.
Silly weak humans. Should I kill him? Well, I'm in enough hot water already.
"If I catch some bears and food for you, will you give me the cabin?"
After some negotiating, the hunter agreed, as long as Vegeta returned with two bears, four deer, tow of which with antlers, and ten large fish. Vegeta accomplished this within an hour. He got a place for him and his son to live, and the man had lots of food for his ice chest.
The cabin was very small. It had a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room, and a dining room. However, it was furnished and equipped with plumbing and electricity. Vegeta unpacked his and his son's belongings and placed them in the single chest of drawers. Outside, there was an empty shed in which Aristoi could be kept. With everything accomplished, Vegeta flew back to Capsule Corporation.
Trunks and Bulma were sitting at the table eating cookies when Vegeta entered.
"Hi Papa," greeted Trunks.
"Trunks, I have a cabin for us to live in while we're – you're – visiting. I'll be outside."
Vegeta left without acknowledging Bulma. Trunks gave her hug good-bye, and promised he'd come visit her the next day. Bulma kissed his cheek and gave him a cookie for the way home.
"Can I ride Aristoi to the cabin?" asked Trunks as they retrieved him from the backyard.
"Alright. But you'd better ride fast. It's getting late."
Trunks got on the white dragon and rode with just the halter while Vegeta hovered beside him.
"Mama's really nice," said Trunks after a several minutes.
Vegeta didn't answer.
They reached the cabin and Trunks put Aristoi away. Vegeta and his son ate venison and retired to their small bedroom.
"This was the only place I could find," explained Vegeta as they crawled into the twin-sized bed.
"I like it," Trunks assured him, "it's not like anything we've been in before."
As Trunks lay in bed, he looked forward to the day ahead. Goku had promised to introduce him to his youngest son, Goten.