Heh, it's kinda nice to be able to read more than one chapter at a time, huh? It's time for my plug of the day...If you haven't already, go read "The Darkness in Love with the Light" by Crystalline Maxwell, it's a beautiful fic, and she deserves lots and lots and lots of reviews. I won't make you wait any longer, I know how impatient you can be ;)
Disclaimer: I own my socks too :)
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Last time, on The Vow:
"I'm so, so sorry Yamcha, I didn't know I was gonna end up pregnant, I figured that it would never happen to me, ya know." She sobbed to him, practically throwing herself into his arms.
Yamcha comforted her until she fell asleep, and then he too drifted back off into lalaland, a smile on his face.
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Bulma awoke the next morning to the sound of birds chirping outside her bedroom window, she quickly picked up the nearest object, her running shoes, and threw it at the window, hoping to scare away the birds. It didn't work. She looked at Yamcha's sleeping form next to her, and gave a weary sigh. "I'm so sorry Yamcha, I didn't mean for this to happen." She thought before placing a hand on her belly. The doctor had told her that there were several options if she didn't want the baby, but she had been apalled at the idea of taking a life that she had created, after all, it wasn't the baby's fault that his father was an ass.
She rolled out of bed, and trudged into the bathroom, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, and sighed. Her eyes were still swollen from crying, and she hard dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. She brushed her teeth, and walked back into her room, to find Yamcha sitting on the edge of her bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Morning babe, you didn't get much sleep last night either, eh?" He asked her gently, before pulling her into a warm embrace. "Whatcha say you get dressed, and we go baby shopping? There's so much stuff we need, and I can't think of anything I'd rather be doing than spending time with you, and shopping for OUR new baby." He said with a smile.
Bulma looked at him for a moment as if he'd gone crazy, before letting out an excited squeal, and jumping into his arms.
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Bulma's parent's took the news much better than she had first anticipated. Her father just looked at her over his paper, quirked an eyebrow, and went back to reading. Her mother on the other hand was a different story, her eyes went wide, and she just stood there for a minute before she started to jump up and down, and screaming. Bulma sweatdropped, and turned to Yamcha, who just stood there, dumbfounded.
"This is going to be a looooooong nine months." She thought to herself before walking through Capsule Corp.'s front door, and she and Yamcha hopped into the car to go to the mall.
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The next few months passed quickly for Bulma, and before she knew it, she was six months pregnant, and had a stomach the size of a basketball. She pulled on her yellow sundress and turned to the side to admire her reflection in the mirror.
"Well, I can't say I look GOOD, but I sure as hell don't look bad" She said aloud, before turning to look at the mirror straight on, and fixing her already perfect hair. "Yamcha! Are you ready to go?" She called downstairs to him, and he shouted something back to her, that she wasn't exactly sure of. She walked down the stairs, and turned into the living room, to see that all of the lights were turned out, and Yamcha was no where to be found. She tried to make her way through the darkened house, cursing aloud when she found the coffee table, or rather her right shin did.
"Yamcha?" She called again, before she heard a slight shuffling behind her, and Yamcha's arms came up to cover her eyes.
"Shh, it's a suprise." He told her before leading her into the banquet hall, and for some reason, he gave a count of three before uncovering her eyes.
She opened her eyes as soon as he uncovered them, and let out a quick gasp as nearly thirty people jumped from their hiding places and yelled "SUPRISE!" She looked around, before spotting the person that she knew was behind everything. "CHICHI!" Bulma said, pretending to be angry.
"Oh, drop it Bulma, you know you loved it." Was all she said before leading Bulma to a circle of chairs that had been set up at one end of the great hall. "Now, sit, this is your babyshower, and if I have to sit here, and forcefeed you, you WILL eat, you WILL laugh, and you WILL have a dandy time, understood?"
Bulma merely nodded in agreement, she looked around at all the people, and she nearly broke into tears. She felt a strong hand on her shoulder, and glanced up to see Goku standing beside her chair.
"Hey, you wanna get outta here for a minute? I need an update, badly." He said, pointing to Bulma's enlarged stomach.
She stood up and followed Goku into the kitchen, where she attempted to hop up onto the counter, but to no avail. Upon seeing her distress, Goku picked her up carefully, and set her onto the counter, before planting himself onto the one across from her.
"So, you haven't told me yet, Is it Yamcha's? Or is it what I think?" Goku asked bluntly.
"It's what you think, but Yamcha's going to adopt him as soon as he's born, though." She stated smugly.
"And I don't suppose you care what Vegeta's going to have to say about this, do you? You know he's going to find out, right?" Goku asked her, and immediately regretted it when he saw the look of hurt flash across her face. "Sorry, I don't want to worry you, I just think you should think about this Bulma, that's all. But, i'm not your father, so I really can't tell you what to do here, all I can offer is friendly advice." Goku hopped off of the counter and walked over to where Bulma stood. He placed his hand on her expanded belly, and smile when he felt a swift kick in return. "Heh, next thing you know, the kid'll be calling me kakarot." He laughed before helping Bulma down and walking with her back to the party.
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A Very tired Bulma trudged up the stairs 4 hours later, with a Very tired Yamcha on her heels. She looked at the bed longingly when she walked past, but she was determined that she was going to spend a few minutes on the balcony before turning in for the night. Yamcha followed her out, and leaned against the railing staring at her. He pulled her into his arms, and kissed her passionately, before he heard a deep voice behind him.
"Get away from my mate, before I rip out your heart....."
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MUWAHAHAH!! How'd ya like that? Hmm...geez, betcha can't guess who that is, huh? Jup jup jup, see, I brought him back, and Yamcha's in some SERIOUS shit now...Ok, the next chap will be out VERY soon, so keep lookin for it! Till we meet again...BUH BYE!!!!!
Disclaimer: I own my socks too :)
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Last time, on The Vow:
"I'm so, so sorry Yamcha, I didn't know I was gonna end up pregnant, I figured that it would never happen to me, ya know." She sobbed to him, practically throwing herself into his arms.
Yamcha comforted her until she fell asleep, and then he too drifted back off into lalaland, a smile on his face.
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Bulma awoke the next morning to the sound of birds chirping outside her bedroom window, she quickly picked up the nearest object, her running shoes, and threw it at the window, hoping to scare away the birds. It didn't work. She looked at Yamcha's sleeping form next to her, and gave a weary sigh. "I'm so sorry Yamcha, I didn't mean for this to happen." She thought before placing a hand on her belly. The doctor had told her that there were several options if she didn't want the baby, but she had been apalled at the idea of taking a life that she had created, after all, it wasn't the baby's fault that his father was an ass.
She rolled out of bed, and trudged into the bathroom, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, and sighed. Her eyes were still swollen from crying, and she hard dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. She brushed her teeth, and walked back into her room, to find Yamcha sitting on the edge of her bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Morning babe, you didn't get much sleep last night either, eh?" He asked her gently, before pulling her into a warm embrace. "Whatcha say you get dressed, and we go baby shopping? There's so much stuff we need, and I can't think of anything I'd rather be doing than spending time with you, and shopping for OUR new baby." He said with a smile.
Bulma looked at him for a moment as if he'd gone crazy, before letting out an excited squeal, and jumping into his arms.
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Bulma's parent's took the news much better than she had first anticipated. Her father just looked at her over his paper, quirked an eyebrow, and went back to reading. Her mother on the other hand was a different story, her eyes went wide, and she just stood there for a minute before she started to jump up and down, and screaming. Bulma sweatdropped, and turned to Yamcha, who just stood there, dumbfounded.
"This is going to be a looooooong nine months." She thought to herself before walking through Capsule Corp.'s front door, and she and Yamcha hopped into the car to go to the mall.
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The next few months passed quickly for Bulma, and before she knew it, she was six months pregnant, and had a stomach the size of a basketball. She pulled on her yellow sundress and turned to the side to admire her reflection in the mirror.
"Well, I can't say I look GOOD, but I sure as hell don't look bad" She said aloud, before turning to look at the mirror straight on, and fixing her already perfect hair. "Yamcha! Are you ready to go?" She called downstairs to him, and he shouted something back to her, that she wasn't exactly sure of. She walked down the stairs, and turned into the living room, to see that all of the lights were turned out, and Yamcha was no where to be found. She tried to make her way through the darkened house, cursing aloud when she found the coffee table, or rather her right shin did.
"Yamcha?" She called again, before she heard a slight shuffling behind her, and Yamcha's arms came up to cover her eyes.
"Shh, it's a suprise." He told her before leading her into the banquet hall, and for some reason, he gave a count of three before uncovering her eyes.
She opened her eyes as soon as he uncovered them, and let out a quick gasp as nearly thirty people jumped from their hiding places and yelled "SUPRISE!" She looked around, before spotting the person that she knew was behind everything. "CHICHI!" Bulma said, pretending to be angry.
"Oh, drop it Bulma, you know you loved it." Was all she said before leading Bulma to a circle of chairs that had been set up at one end of the great hall. "Now, sit, this is your babyshower, and if I have to sit here, and forcefeed you, you WILL eat, you WILL laugh, and you WILL have a dandy time, understood?"
Bulma merely nodded in agreement, she looked around at all the people, and she nearly broke into tears. She felt a strong hand on her shoulder, and glanced up to see Goku standing beside her chair.
"Hey, you wanna get outta here for a minute? I need an update, badly." He said, pointing to Bulma's enlarged stomach.
She stood up and followed Goku into the kitchen, where she attempted to hop up onto the counter, but to no avail. Upon seeing her distress, Goku picked her up carefully, and set her onto the counter, before planting himself onto the one across from her.
"So, you haven't told me yet, Is it Yamcha's? Or is it what I think?" Goku asked bluntly.
"It's what you think, but Yamcha's going to adopt him as soon as he's born, though." She stated smugly.
"And I don't suppose you care what Vegeta's going to have to say about this, do you? You know he's going to find out, right?" Goku asked her, and immediately regretted it when he saw the look of hurt flash across her face. "Sorry, I don't want to worry you, I just think you should think about this Bulma, that's all. But, i'm not your father, so I really can't tell you what to do here, all I can offer is friendly advice." Goku hopped off of the counter and walked over to where Bulma stood. He placed his hand on her expanded belly, and smile when he felt a swift kick in return. "Heh, next thing you know, the kid'll be calling me kakarot." He laughed before helping Bulma down and walking with her back to the party.
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A Very tired Bulma trudged up the stairs 4 hours later, with a Very tired Yamcha on her heels. She looked at the bed longingly when she walked past, but she was determined that she was going to spend a few minutes on the balcony before turning in for the night. Yamcha followed her out, and leaned against the railing staring at her. He pulled her into his arms, and kissed her passionately, before he heard a deep voice behind him.
"Get away from my mate, before I rip out your heart....."
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MUWAHAHAH!! How'd ya like that? Hmm...geez, betcha can't guess who that is, huh? Jup jup jup, see, I brought him back, and Yamcha's in some SERIOUS shit now...Ok, the next chap will be out VERY soon, so keep lookin for it! Till we meet again...BUH BYE!!!!!