This chapter is dedicated to Hidden Angel for all of her excellent reviewing! =) That is all ~JZero

The sound of angry fists berating the front door wrung throughout Capsule Corp. Bulma slowly made her way to the entrance, a curious expression written plainly on her features. She ambled over calmly, now considerably heavier with the extra weight in her midsection. Besides that, her figure was still slender and perfect. Because her body had not grown in proportion to the bulge in her stomach she found she had a harder time moving around. The bashing against the front door still continued and Bulma growled.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, hold your horses!" The banging kept on until she finally made it to the door. When she opened it, an angry Yamcha was standing in the door frame to meet her. She looked at him in surprise.

"Yamcha! I wasn't expecting you!" She said, smiling at him. He snarled and looked down at her stomach in disgust.

"That's not my child, Bulma!" She raised an eyebrow at this remark, and looked down at her stomach as well. After several moments of contemplation she looked back up at him.

"I know that Yamcha," she said.

"How could you?" Bulma's mouth formed a small O as she looked at him in anger.

"How could I what?" She said, eyes narrowing.

"You slept with him, you bitch!" Yamcha said, his voice raised. Bulma nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, I guess I did." Yamcha looked baffled. He shook his head.

"You whore! Why did you do that to me?" Bulma's smile faded. Her cheeks became rosy, her eyes sparkled with fire and she took a moment before opening her mouth.

"First of all, Yamcha, I am NOT a whore! I choose who I sleep with and I make excellent choices! The only mistake I ever made in that department was when I slept with YOU! And secondly, how DARE you ask why I did this to you! Why did you do that to me, Yamcha? Huh? Why did you fuck all those girls behind my back? Why weren't you ever there for me? I was faithful all those years. Faithful and pathetic! We broke up a long time ago! I did nothing against you."

"You slept with Vegeta."

"Yes I did."

"You chose Vegeta over me? At least I have a heart!" Bulma's face softened, and she frowned.

"Yamcha, Vegeta has more of a heart then you ever will. It might be hidden but it's there. Your heart works only for you. You love yourself Yamcha and you think for the personal gain of yourself. Never once did you consider how I felt, never once did you worry about me."

"Why should I have? After all, you still would have ended up with that bastard!"

"That bastard has more then you ever will Yamcha! You don't deserve to be near that bastard! Besides, this is between me and you and he's out of it. I will not have you insulting Vegeta behind his back."

"So now you're his personal guard dog?"

"No, I'm not. But I am having his baby, Yamcha. I think that hurts you, doesn't it?"

"I hate you Bulma! Do you hear me? You're a whore for sleeping with Vegeta. A cheap little whore, I hope you rot in hell!" Bulma shook her head, a tear rolling down her cheek.

"I'm sorry it had to end like this Yamcha. I hope one day you'll think better of me." Yamcha's face turned from one of anger to one of infinite sadness. He inhaled slowly and exhaled a shuddering breath. His eyes brimmed with tears that were soon flowing down his cheek. His whole body shook with the immensity of his pain.

"Oh Bulma, forgive me," he finally uttered. "I...I just, always thought you'd be there. I always...always thought you'd be mine... forever! I never... never knew just what you meant to me until... until I lost you! I don't hate you.. you're not a whore... I just wanted to hurt you! Because you hurt me so much Bulma.. You hurt me so much.." Bulma smiled and stepped forward. She gingerly embraced him, bending into the hug so her stomach wouldn't get in the way.

"I'll always love you Yamcha, you're one of my best friends."

"I'll always love you too Bulma," he said, holding her tight. Finally they separated and Yamcha hastily wiped away his tears.

"Man, I'm some geek aren't I?" He said, smiling through his red face. Bulma smiled back at him. "I think I'm gonna head on out now. We've said everything we needed to." He turned around to leave but just as he did, turned back around. "Bulma, if Vegeta ever treats you wrong... or you need someone, feel free to call. I'll always be there for you. The second time around, I promise, I'll never hurt you again." With that he was gone, leaving a small trail of his ki as a reminder he had been there. Bulma grinned and turned around. She closed the door and leaned against it.

"Oh Yamcha, always such empty promises with you. The moment I came back, you'd be breaking my heart again. Did I ever really love you that way? I don't think I did..." With that she walked back to the living room where she laid down on the couch. She loved her afternoon naps that the doctor had prescribed for her pregnancy. Soon she was asleep.

Through the entire ordeal, she hadn't noticed the silent being that had been once again eavesdropping on her conversation. Before he left the room, he walked up to her sleeping form.

So she stuck up for me. The woman actually does care about me, even thinks I have a heart. With this Vegeta smiled.

"I wonder if you're right woman," he said softly. He smirked and turned to leave. With a final surge of dignity he added before he left, "Probably not."

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Author's Note: Heheh, getting closer and closer to the birth of Trunks! =) Till then, luv to everyone, please R/R Chimera! =) That is all ~JZero