Disclaimer: See the other chapters
Author's Note: I've been getting reviews from people complaining about how out of character Vegeta and Bulma seem. I'm sorry, but I like them better this way :o) Author's prerogative
Bulma rolled over in bed and looked at her sleeping prince. Two weeks had passed since Bulma's encounter with Yamcha. Bulma and Vegeta were trying to work through their new relationship. Things were always shaky, they would fight, he would leave, he'd come back, they'd make up...the cycle seemed never-ending. Despite this, Bulma couldn't have been happier, and she had a feeling Vegeta felt the same. 'Aw...Veggie-Chan is so cute and innocent laying there asleep...I wish he would..." Her thoughts were interrupted by a churning in her stomach. Bulma raced for the bathroom and made it just in time. 'Oh no, looks like I've got the flu' Bulma crawled back into bed and went to sleep.
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Bulma continued to be sick all week. Even Vegeta noticed something was wrong with his mate.
"Woman, what's wrong with you? Why won't you get out of bed?"
"Shove it Vegeta, I'm tired, cranky, and sick. Go train or something would you?" Vegeta could tell his mate was sick but it was something more than that, she had a different smell about her. Something was definitely wrong.
Bulma was worried too. 'Why aren't I getting better? This bug shouldn't have lasted this long, not with the medicine I invented. It's supposed to cure any minor viral or bacterial infection....unless....unless this isn't a virus!' Bulma leaped out of bed, through on some clothes and ran downstairs to call the doctor.
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"Well, Miss Briefs, Congratulations! You were right, you're pregnant!"
"Iie! Are you sure? I mean I was hoping I was wrong!"
"I'm positive Miss Briefs! Here are some pamphlets for you to look at, and you can arrange your next appointment with the nurse at the desk!" The doctor had a large grin on his face and seemed overjoyed.
'hmph. I don't see what the doctor is so happy about.' Bulma thought on her way home. 'Then again, he doesn't have to explain this to a very unreasonable Saiyan.'
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When Bulma got home she decided to tell Vegeta as soon as possible, and break it to him when he was in a good mood. So she spent the day getting tips from Chi Chi and cooking up his favorite meal. Then she got dressed in her cutest outfit, the blue silk spaghetti strap dress, and called Vegeta on the Visofone. When Vegeta stormed into the kitchen, angry as always that his training had been interrupted, he stopped short and stared. There was enough food on the table to make any Saiya-Jin drool with desire. Furthermore, his mate was wearing a dress so sexy he had to consider which he would prefer to have, dinner or desert. That didn't last long though, and he settled down at the table to eat. Bulma walked over and sat next to him, her hand resting on his thigh.
"Veggie-Chan, I have something to tell you..." Bulma whispered into his ear. Vegeta just kept shoveling food into his mouth. 'Oh well, I wasn't expecting anything different.' Bulma continued.
"Veggie-Chan, I'm pregnant." This at least got a reaction out of Vegeta. He stopped suddenly, mid-chew, and turned to face her. He swallowed his food before replying to her.
"What did you say?" His voice was very quite and there was a tinge of...fear? hiding in the anger.
"I said, I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby." Bulma repeated slowly.
"So? What does that have to do with me?" Was Vegeta's only reply, but inside he was saying something totally different. 'My mate is pregnant? That weak chikyuu woman is going to bear my child? My child....I'm going to be a father.'
"Well, Vegeta," replied Bulma trying to stay calm, "it does take two people to make a baby, so it's as much yours as it is mine."
"Nonsense. Children are the women's responsibility, not the males, and most definitely not the Prince's."
"You baka-yaro! I should've known you would act like this! You always have and always will be heartless Vegeta! Why should I have thought you'd change?!" With that Bulma grabbed her keys and ran out the door. Vegeta just stared, thinking to himself "my child..."
Author's Note: I've been getting reviews from people complaining about how out of character Vegeta and Bulma seem. I'm sorry, but I like them better this way :o) Author's prerogative
Bulma rolled over in bed and looked at her sleeping prince. Two weeks had passed since Bulma's encounter with Yamcha. Bulma and Vegeta were trying to work through their new relationship. Things were always shaky, they would fight, he would leave, he'd come back, they'd make up...the cycle seemed never-ending. Despite this, Bulma couldn't have been happier, and she had a feeling Vegeta felt the same. 'Aw...Veggie-Chan is so cute and innocent laying there asleep...I wish he would..." Her thoughts were interrupted by a churning in her stomach. Bulma raced for the bathroom and made it just in time. 'Oh no, looks like I've got the flu' Bulma crawled back into bed and went to sleep.
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Bulma continued to be sick all week. Even Vegeta noticed something was wrong with his mate.
"Woman, what's wrong with you? Why won't you get out of bed?"
"Shove it Vegeta, I'm tired, cranky, and sick. Go train or something would you?" Vegeta could tell his mate was sick but it was something more than that, she had a different smell about her. Something was definitely wrong.
Bulma was worried too. 'Why aren't I getting better? This bug shouldn't have lasted this long, not with the medicine I invented. It's supposed to cure any minor viral or bacterial infection....unless....unless this isn't a virus!' Bulma leaped out of bed, through on some clothes and ran downstairs to call the doctor.
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"Well, Miss Briefs, Congratulations! You were right, you're pregnant!"
"Iie! Are you sure? I mean I was hoping I was wrong!"
"I'm positive Miss Briefs! Here are some pamphlets for you to look at, and you can arrange your next appointment with the nurse at the desk!" The doctor had a large grin on his face and seemed overjoyed.
'hmph. I don't see what the doctor is so happy about.' Bulma thought on her way home. 'Then again, he doesn't have to explain this to a very unreasonable Saiyan.'
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When Bulma got home she decided to tell Vegeta as soon as possible, and break it to him when he was in a good mood. So she spent the day getting tips from Chi Chi and cooking up his favorite meal. Then she got dressed in her cutest outfit, the blue silk spaghetti strap dress, and called Vegeta on the Visofone. When Vegeta stormed into the kitchen, angry as always that his training had been interrupted, he stopped short and stared. There was enough food on the table to make any Saiya-Jin drool with desire. Furthermore, his mate was wearing a dress so sexy he had to consider which he would prefer to have, dinner or desert. That didn't last long though, and he settled down at the table to eat. Bulma walked over and sat next to him, her hand resting on his thigh.
"Veggie-Chan, I have something to tell you..." Bulma whispered into his ear. Vegeta just kept shoveling food into his mouth. 'Oh well, I wasn't expecting anything different.' Bulma continued.
"Veggie-Chan, I'm pregnant." This at least got a reaction out of Vegeta. He stopped suddenly, mid-chew, and turned to face her. He swallowed his food before replying to her.
"What did you say?" His voice was very quite and there was a tinge of...fear? hiding in the anger.
"I said, I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby." Bulma repeated slowly.
"So? What does that have to do with me?" Was Vegeta's only reply, but inside he was saying something totally different. 'My mate is pregnant? That weak chikyuu woman is going to bear my child? My child....I'm going to be a father.'
"Well, Vegeta," replied Bulma trying to stay calm, "it does take two people to make a baby, so it's as much yours as it is mine."
"Nonsense. Children are the women's responsibility, not the males, and most definitely not the Prince's."
"You baka-yaro! I should've known you would act like this! You always have and always will be heartless Vegeta! Why should I have thought you'd change?!" With that Bulma grabbed her keys and ran out the door. Vegeta just stared, thinking to himself "my child..."
