A/N: Sorry if the story is getting too slow, I will try and speed it up.
People made suggestions that I should get my butt in gear and move things
along. Thank you for the reviews! Happy Reading!
OOC = Out Of Character.
Disclaimer: I own nothing-I'm poor, very very poor.
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Vegeta, Mik and Letice had now been on Earth for over a month. Mik was just getting to know his younger brother and his family. He found that he was like Goku in many ways. He had enjoyed spending time with his nephew and sister-in-law, even if she was a scary lady at times. He never understood why Goku put up with ChiChi's constant lecturing and bickering. He also wondered why he put up with Letice's constant bickering. But love made you do strange things.
Every day since she had been here, Letice had been complaining to Mik about returning to Vegeta-sei, but Mik was reluctant to leave his new found family. And there was also the fact that they were only to leave when Vegeta told them they could. Both Letice and Mik were content in their training regime, so Letice decided (at last) to forget about Vegeta-sei and concentrate on becoming stronger.
Vegeta had informed Mik and Letice of the androids and gave them strict instructions to train and become stronger. Even if Vegeta was already a Super Saiya-jin, he didn't have a clue how strong the androids would be. He trained harder than ever, even neglecting his realtionship with Bulma at times, he was training hard for many reasons. Some of which he would never voice.
Vegeta was now back into his training routine, the one where he hardly slept and only ate and trained all day long. Bulma was beginning to get agitated at this, she was constantly worried about his health and safety. Who knew how serious his injuries would be. She knew the androids were arriving soon and she also knew that Vegeta would make her leave planet Earth and return to Vegeta-sei. She didn't want to leave everyone on Earth behind, to get killed by the androids, she had to do something to help! But as much as she tried to wrack her brain on finding something to help with, she came up empty handed.
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Bulma was now at the end of her second trimester of her pregnancy. She hadn't seen, or spoken to Vegeta in two weeks. Her stomach had expanded and became considerably round, much to her misery. The fact that she hadn't seen Vegeta in two weeks also wasn't helping.
Lately, she had become very emotional, getting upset at the slightest little thing. For example, the other day she was watching television when they showed a corny romance movie, which she had already seen. The first time Bulma had watched the film, she was passive and was disgusted by the film's romance, but when she watched it that day she found herself bawling her eyes out at the end of it.
Every night for the past week, Bulma had positioned herself in the kitchen with plates of food. Waiting and hoping for Vegeta to walk through the back patio door. She always left it unlocked for she knew he always came home, no matter what the time. But he never came when she was awake, and every night she would feel her heart ache a little more as she returned to their room. She could no longer hear his thoughts or feel his emotions and this scared her. She didn't know what was going on and she was afraid to find out.
She sat at the kitchen table, staring at the cold plates of food. Sighing, she sat back and gently rubbed her stomach. She smiled sadly as she felt the baby kick, if only Vegeta had been there. She swirled the last bits of milk in her glass and looked at her own untouched plate of food. *Another dinner without him.. Why the hell does he spend every waking hour in that damned GR..?*
Her face lost the sad smile and became drowned in memories. She remembered the first few weeks with Vegeta, after she was revived. They had been the happiest of her life, never had she felt so close to him and never had their bond been so strong. But now, she was beginning to wonder what was going through his mind. She hated the fact that he was acting more distant with her than ever. He hardly even touched her anymore, let alone looked at her. She laughed wryly, *Have I become so insignificant..?*
Just then the back door slid open and Vegeta stepped in, sweaty and haggard looking from his non-stop training. He looked at Bulma sitting by herself at the kitchen table and then looked at the clock. *What is she doing up? It's one in the morning*
Bulma looked up slowly, locking her eyes with his. She held her breath as she saw concern swimming in their onyx depths.
Vegeta didn't need to ask Bulma what was wrong, he knew that she understood what he was thinking. He frowned to himself, lately he felt as though the connection of their bond was fading slightly, even though he occasionally heard her thoughts, he knew that she couldn't hear any of his.
Bulma stood up wordlessly and began reheating the food, not replying to Vegeta's questioning look. He shrugged his shoulders and walked to the nearest bathroom down the hall.
Vegeta had showered and returned to the kitchen to see Bulma standing next to the steaming food. He sat down silently as she handed him his dinner.
Once this was done, she gave him a slightly pained looked and spoke softly, "Goodnight." She turned, placing one hand on her protruding stomach, and walked slowly to the bedroom.
Vegeta froze mid-bite as he caught the pained look on Bulma's face, *What the hell is wrong with her?* He thought nochalantly, but deep down he felt her sadness and was worried by it. He knew he hadn't done anything wrong to her, so he was confused by her behaviour.
Finishing off the last of his food he looked around, wondering what he should do with the dirty plates. Shrugging, he left them on the table, Bulma's mother would deal with it in the morning, as she had every other morning.
As Vegeta entered the room he shared with Bulma, he noted that she still wasn't asleep. He could tell by her breathing. He sat down and watched her 'sleeping' form, staring at her blankly as she rolled over so that her back was to him.
Bulma squeezed her eyes shut as heard Vegeta enter the room. She turned ont her side so that her back was to him, she didn't have anything to say to him, as much as she wanted to, she just couldn't find the words.
Vegeta shook his head, confused by his mate's strange behaviour, and lay down on the bed to catch up on some much needed rest.
Bulma felt a tear roll down her cheek as she heard him silently laid down beside he, not uttering a word.
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King Vegeta was pacing around in his throne room. Vegeta-sei had been under attack from Arket-sei. An all out war had broken loose in his son's absence, and he was the reason for it.
The children of Lord Otari, Kinjal and Ota, had declared war on Vegeta-sei three months ago due to their father's death. Even though they were a weak race, they were still considered powerful in magicks (A/N: Yes I know, it's meant to be spelt that way), and they had used their abilities to their own advantage. King Vegeta didn't want to call upon his son for help, he had already contacted Earth a few weeks before the war and told him that the ceremony for him to become King had been delayed. This was why Vegeta remained on Earth with Bulma.
He silently thanked the Gods of Vegeta-sei that Bulma had invented the ki shield to protect the planet. The only concern now was that he had to find a way to leave the planet with his soldiers to fight against the Arket- jins. If they left detected, then he was sure that the Arket-jins would attack in full force, combing all of their powers together and destroying the Saiya-jin army in one chant.
The energy reader on the ki shield was showing that it was becoming weak. He knew that the Arket-jins were finding a way to destroy the field using their powers.
King Vegeta growled in frustration and slammed his fist on the oval table.
The Saiya-jin council member's looked up in surprise at the sudden noise.
King Vegeta growled and slammed his fist down again, "Dammit, we don't have much time!"
The Saiya-jin military general stood, clearing his throat. "Sire, I say we attack head on. We've been tip-toeing around them for too long."
King Vegeta shook his head, "What do you think we've been doing for the past three months you idiot!"
The General lowered his head, "Forgive me."
King Vegeta lowered his tone, "If we send out any more slodiers, the entire race will be depleated. Those Arket-jin bastards have dark forces on their side and they're afraid of a little hand to hand combat. Without magick, they are nothing. But because they have magick on their side, they are a very deadly and we have no idea what tricks they might pull."
The eldest member of the coucil stood from his seat, "If I may be allowed to make a suggestion, sire?"
King Vegeta nodded.
Lega cleared his throat, "I think that it is time to call upon the help of our Prince, the Legendary. It seems as though he is the only one that will be able to help us now."
King Vegeta was deep in thought at the suggestion. He knew what he had to do, for the safety of his people.
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Bulma was in her room getting ready to go to her lab. It seemed like she hadn't done any work for a long time. She fastend the clips of her maternity overalls and tied a black bandana around her head. She looked at her reflection and pouted at the large round stomach. But she had to admit that being pregnant gave her a healthy glow and made her face more beautiful.
She was going to try and do something productive, instead of just sitting around eating peanut butter and pickle sandwiches and getting fat. The pregnancy had left her with some strange cravings. She pushed all thoughts of Vegeta to the back of her mind.
Outside in the back garden, on the way to her lab, she saw that the GR was already turned on and in full use.
Sighing, she entered the lab compound and began tinkering on a new invention.
Bulma had been in her lab the entire morning, when a flashing signal on the intercom caught her attention. She smiled as she realised that it could be King Vegeta. She hadn't heard from him in a very long time. She switched on the screen and was shocked to see the King's worn out face staring back. "Big V!" She said happily, but hesitantly as she saw the tiredness on his face.
King Vegeta tried his best to smile at the future Queen of Vegeta-sei. "Bulma. Is Vegeta there?" He cut straight to chase.
Bulma frowned at the image of the King, "He's training. Why? Is everything ok?
King Vegeta sighed, "Please call him for me, tell him it's urgent and that I need to speak to him NOW and in private." He smiled inwardly as he saw Bulma's large stomach. He would soon have to crown Vegeta, or else the child wouldn't be considered an heir to the throne.
Bulma nodded, dumbfounded and quickly walked out of her lab towards the GR.
She knocked in an urgent manner on the door of the GR, "Vegeta!! Open up, NOW!! VEGETA!!"
Vegeta growled in the middle of his flip. He caught the urgent tone in Bulma's voice and yanked the door open, "What is it?"
Bulma looked at him crossly, "You're father's on the intercom. He said he wants to talk to you about something urgent and in private. You better go talk to him," she snapped, whirling around and stomping off towards the kitchen to get some lunch.
Vegeta raised his eyebrow at Bulma's retreating back and shook his head at her starnge behaviour.
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Vegeta walked briskly into the lab and faced his father for the first time in a long while. "What is it old man, and it better be good. You've interrupted my training and I do not need you hassling me."
King Vegeta sighed, "Vegeta, I need your help."
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Bulma sat on the rocking chair on the balcony, rubbing her stomach. It was now night time and late. Today she hadn't bothered to wait for Vegeta, she hadn't spoken to him since the confrontation in the GR, so she had no clue as to what his conversation with King Vegeta was.
She rocked back and forth at a slow pace, stroking her stomach and singing her unborn child a japanese lullaby her mother used to sing to her:
"Nemure yo, ii chibi hana! (Go to sleep, you little flower!)
Niwa ya makiba ni (When all are sleeping-)
Tori mo hitsuji mo (Even the birds and the sheep)
Minna nemureba (In the gardens and in the fields-)
Hoshi wa mado kara (The stars this evening)
Gin no hikari o (Will pour their silver light)
Sosogu, kono yoru! (Through the window)."
As she faded the song out, she felt Vegeta's presence next to her. She didn't need to turn to look at him. Instead she gazed at the stars before her. She knew she had to talk to him about the way he was acting, she didn't know if he was ingnoring her intentionally or not.
The slight breeze caused some of her hair to fly across her face and she closed her eyes trying to hold back the tears.
Vegeta had flown onto the balcony whilst Bulma was singing the lullaby. He had never heard anything so beautifuly sung before and he was compelled to ask her to sing more, but he stopped before he embarassed himself. He knew that she acknowledged his presence but he remained silent, waiting for her to speak.
She sighed and began to speak, "Why does it feel like I'm drowning, Vegeta?"
He frowned at the question but remained silent.
She continues in a soft sad voice, still slowly rocking back and forth. "Lately I feel like I've been on a sinking ship and, I'm trying to stay afloat, but I can't and I find myself sinking." She tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. "You barely even look at me, let alone touch me lately.. Have I done something wrong?" She looked at pleadingly as she whispered.
He leaned back against the wall of the compound, next to the doors of the room, silently stunned by her words. He had no idea she felt this way, not even with their fading bond. He thought the only reason their bond had been fading was because of the stress of her pregnancy, but he knew better now.
As he stayed silent, Bulma stood and quickly tried to brush past him so he wouldn't see her tears.
In one swift motion, Vegeta grabbed Bulma's upper arm and softly pulled her closer to him, as close as her stomach would allow.
She looked up at him, slightly taken aback at his forwardness. This had been the first time in months that he had touched her.
Vegeta softly wiped away the few tears that stained Bulma's cheeks, "Foolish onna," he said gruffly.
Bulma let out a sob and threw her arms around him, pressing her face into his chest.
Vegeta chuckled inwardly as he felt Bulma's stomach poke him slightly. "You really aren't that much of a genius are you?"
She whacked him and choked back another sob.
He carefully scooped her up into his arms and carried her slowly into the room, "Onna, pack your things."
As he put her down, she gave him a puzzled look.
Vegeta looked at her seriously, "We're going back to Vegeta-sei."
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A/N: Well that was a long chapter!!! How did you guy's like that chapter? I thought the lullaby was really sweet, and it was great how it brought those two closer together hehe. If you were wondering it was taken from the book 'Memoirs Of A Geisha' It is an amazing book!
Anyway please review and let me know what you think. Thank you and see you next chapter, Ja ne!
OOC = Out Of Character.
Disclaimer: I own nothing-I'm poor, very very poor.
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Vegeta, Mik and Letice had now been on Earth for over a month. Mik was just getting to know his younger brother and his family. He found that he was like Goku in many ways. He had enjoyed spending time with his nephew and sister-in-law, even if she was a scary lady at times. He never understood why Goku put up with ChiChi's constant lecturing and bickering. He also wondered why he put up with Letice's constant bickering. But love made you do strange things.
Every day since she had been here, Letice had been complaining to Mik about returning to Vegeta-sei, but Mik was reluctant to leave his new found family. And there was also the fact that they were only to leave when Vegeta told them they could. Both Letice and Mik were content in their training regime, so Letice decided (at last) to forget about Vegeta-sei and concentrate on becoming stronger.
Vegeta had informed Mik and Letice of the androids and gave them strict instructions to train and become stronger. Even if Vegeta was already a Super Saiya-jin, he didn't have a clue how strong the androids would be. He trained harder than ever, even neglecting his realtionship with Bulma at times, he was training hard for many reasons. Some of which he would never voice.
Vegeta was now back into his training routine, the one where he hardly slept and only ate and trained all day long. Bulma was beginning to get agitated at this, she was constantly worried about his health and safety. Who knew how serious his injuries would be. She knew the androids were arriving soon and she also knew that Vegeta would make her leave planet Earth and return to Vegeta-sei. She didn't want to leave everyone on Earth behind, to get killed by the androids, she had to do something to help! But as much as she tried to wrack her brain on finding something to help with, she came up empty handed.
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Bulma was now at the end of her second trimester of her pregnancy. She hadn't seen, or spoken to Vegeta in two weeks. Her stomach had expanded and became considerably round, much to her misery. The fact that she hadn't seen Vegeta in two weeks also wasn't helping.
Lately, she had become very emotional, getting upset at the slightest little thing. For example, the other day she was watching television when they showed a corny romance movie, which she had already seen. The first time Bulma had watched the film, she was passive and was disgusted by the film's romance, but when she watched it that day she found herself bawling her eyes out at the end of it.
Every night for the past week, Bulma had positioned herself in the kitchen with plates of food. Waiting and hoping for Vegeta to walk through the back patio door. She always left it unlocked for she knew he always came home, no matter what the time. But he never came when she was awake, and every night she would feel her heart ache a little more as she returned to their room. She could no longer hear his thoughts or feel his emotions and this scared her. She didn't know what was going on and she was afraid to find out.
She sat at the kitchen table, staring at the cold plates of food. Sighing, she sat back and gently rubbed her stomach. She smiled sadly as she felt the baby kick, if only Vegeta had been there. She swirled the last bits of milk in her glass and looked at her own untouched plate of food. *Another dinner without him.. Why the hell does he spend every waking hour in that damned GR..?*
Her face lost the sad smile and became drowned in memories. She remembered the first few weeks with Vegeta, after she was revived. They had been the happiest of her life, never had she felt so close to him and never had their bond been so strong. But now, she was beginning to wonder what was going through his mind. She hated the fact that he was acting more distant with her than ever. He hardly even touched her anymore, let alone looked at her. She laughed wryly, *Have I become so insignificant..?*
Just then the back door slid open and Vegeta stepped in, sweaty and haggard looking from his non-stop training. He looked at Bulma sitting by herself at the kitchen table and then looked at the clock. *What is she doing up? It's one in the morning*
Bulma looked up slowly, locking her eyes with his. She held her breath as she saw concern swimming in their onyx depths.
Vegeta didn't need to ask Bulma what was wrong, he knew that she understood what he was thinking. He frowned to himself, lately he felt as though the connection of their bond was fading slightly, even though he occasionally heard her thoughts, he knew that she couldn't hear any of his.
Bulma stood up wordlessly and began reheating the food, not replying to Vegeta's questioning look. He shrugged his shoulders and walked to the nearest bathroom down the hall.
Vegeta had showered and returned to the kitchen to see Bulma standing next to the steaming food. He sat down silently as she handed him his dinner.
Once this was done, she gave him a slightly pained looked and spoke softly, "Goodnight." She turned, placing one hand on her protruding stomach, and walked slowly to the bedroom.
Vegeta froze mid-bite as he caught the pained look on Bulma's face, *What the hell is wrong with her?* He thought nochalantly, but deep down he felt her sadness and was worried by it. He knew he hadn't done anything wrong to her, so he was confused by her behaviour.
Finishing off the last of his food he looked around, wondering what he should do with the dirty plates. Shrugging, he left them on the table, Bulma's mother would deal with it in the morning, as she had every other morning.
As Vegeta entered the room he shared with Bulma, he noted that she still wasn't asleep. He could tell by her breathing. He sat down and watched her 'sleeping' form, staring at her blankly as she rolled over so that her back was to him.
Bulma squeezed her eyes shut as heard Vegeta enter the room. She turned ont her side so that her back was to him, she didn't have anything to say to him, as much as she wanted to, she just couldn't find the words.
Vegeta shook his head, confused by his mate's strange behaviour, and lay down on the bed to catch up on some much needed rest.
Bulma felt a tear roll down her cheek as she heard him silently laid down beside he, not uttering a word.
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King Vegeta was pacing around in his throne room. Vegeta-sei had been under attack from Arket-sei. An all out war had broken loose in his son's absence, and he was the reason for it.
The children of Lord Otari, Kinjal and Ota, had declared war on Vegeta-sei three months ago due to their father's death. Even though they were a weak race, they were still considered powerful in magicks (A/N: Yes I know, it's meant to be spelt that way), and they had used their abilities to their own advantage. King Vegeta didn't want to call upon his son for help, he had already contacted Earth a few weeks before the war and told him that the ceremony for him to become King had been delayed. This was why Vegeta remained on Earth with Bulma.
He silently thanked the Gods of Vegeta-sei that Bulma had invented the ki shield to protect the planet. The only concern now was that he had to find a way to leave the planet with his soldiers to fight against the Arket- jins. If they left detected, then he was sure that the Arket-jins would attack in full force, combing all of their powers together and destroying the Saiya-jin army in one chant.
The energy reader on the ki shield was showing that it was becoming weak. He knew that the Arket-jins were finding a way to destroy the field using their powers.
King Vegeta growled in frustration and slammed his fist on the oval table.
The Saiya-jin council member's looked up in surprise at the sudden noise.
King Vegeta growled and slammed his fist down again, "Dammit, we don't have much time!"
The Saiya-jin military general stood, clearing his throat. "Sire, I say we attack head on. We've been tip-toeing around them for too long."
King Vegeta shook his head, "What do you think we've been doing for the past three months you idiot!"
The General lowered his head, "Forgive me."
King Vegeta lowered his tone, "If we send out any more slodiers, the entire race will be depleated. Those Arket-jin bastards have dark forces on their side and they're afraid of a little hand to hand combat. Without magick, they are nothing. But because they have magick on their side, they are a very deadly and we have no idea what tricks they might pull."
The eldest member of the coucil stood from his seat, "If I may be allowed to make a suggestion, sire?"
King Vegeta nodded.
Lega cleared his throat, "I think that it is time to call upon the help of our Prince, the Legendary. It seems as though he is the only one that will be able to help us now."
King Vegeta was deep in thought at the suggestion. He knew what he had to do, for the safety of his people.
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Bulma was in her room getting ready to go to her lab. It seemed like she hadn't done any work for a long time. She fastend the clips of her maternity overalls and tied a black bandana around her head. She looked at her reflection and pouted at the large round stomach. But she had to admit that being pregnant gave her a healthy glow and made her face more beautiful.
She was going to try and do something productive, instead of just sitting around eating peanut butter and pickle sandwiches and getting fat. The pregnancy had left her with some strange cravings. She pushed all thoughts of Vegeta to the back of her mind.
Outside in the back garden, on the way to her lab, she saw that the GR was already turned on and in full use.
Sighing, she entered the lab compound and began tinkering on a new invention.
Bulma had been in her lab the entire morning, when a flashing signal on the intercom caught her attention. She smiled as she realised that it could be King Vegeta. She hadn't heard from him in a very long time. She switched on the screen and was shocked to see the King's worn out face staring back. "Big V!" She said happily, but hesitantly as she saw the tiredness on his face.
King Vegeta tried his best to smile at the future Queen of Vegeta-sei. "Bulma. Is Vegeta there?" He cut straight to chase.
Bulma frowned at the image of the King, "He's training. Why? Is everything ok?
King Vegeta sighed, "Please call him for me, tell him it's urgent and that I need to speak to him NOW and in private." He smiled inwardly as he saw Bulma's large stomach. He would soon have to crown Vegeta, or else the child wouldn't be considered an heir to the throne.
Bulma nodded, dumbfounded and quickly walked out of her lab towards the GR.
She knocked in an urgent manner on the door of the GR, "Vegeta!! Open up, NOW!! VEGETA!!"
Vegeta growled in the middle of his flip. He caught the urgent tone in Bulma's voice and yanked the door open, "What is it?"
Bulma looked at him crossly, "You're father's on the intercom. He said he wants to talk to you about something urgent and in private. You better go talk to him," she snapped, whirling around and stomping off towards the kitchen to get some lunch.
Vegeta raised his eyebrow at Bulma's retreating back and shook his head at her starnge behaviour.
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Vegeta walked briskly into the lab and faced his father for the first time in a long while. "What is it old man, and it better be good. You've interrupted my training and I do not need you hassling me."
King Vegeta sighed, "Vegeta, I need your help."
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Bulma sat on the rocking chair on the balcony, rubbing her stomach. It was now night time and late. Today she hadn't bothered to wait for Vegeta, she hadn't spoken to him since the confrontation in the GR, so she had no clue as to what his conversation with King Vegeta was.
She rocked back and forth at a slow pace, stroking her stomach and singing her unborn child a japanese lullaby her mother used to sing to her:
"Nemure yo, ii chibi hana! (Go to sleep, you little flower!)
Niwa ya makiba ni (When all are sleeping-)
Tori mo hitsuji mo (Even the birds and the sheep)
Minna nemureba (In the gardens and in the fields-)
Hoshi wa mado kara (The stars this evening)
Gin no hikari o (Will pour their silver light)
Sosogu, kono yoru! (Through the window)."
As she faded the song out, she felt Vegeta's presence next to her. She didn't need to turn to look at him. Instead she gazed at the stars before her. She knew she had to talk to him about the way he was acting, she didn't know if he was ingnoring her intentionally or not.
The slight breeze caused some of her hair to fly across her face and she closed her eyes trying to hold back the tears.
Vegeta had flown onto the balcony whilst Bulma was singing the lullaby. He had never heard anything so beautifuly sung before and he was compelled to ask her to sing more, but he stopped before he embarassed himself. He knew that she acknowledged his presence but he remained silent, waiting for her to speak.
She sighed and began to speak, "Why does it feel like I'm drowning, Vegeta?"
He frowned at the question but remained silent.
She continues in a soft sad voice, still slowly rocking back and forth. "Lately I feel like I've been on a sinking ship and, I'm trying to stay afloat, but I can't and I find myself sinking." She tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. "You barely even look at me, let alone touch me lately.. Have I done something wrong?" She looked at pleadingly as she whispered.
He leaned back against the wall of the compound, next to the doors of the room, silently stunned by her words. He had no idea she felt this way, not even with their fading bond. He thought the only reason their bond had been fading was because of the stress of her pregnancy, but he knew better now.
As he stayed silent, Bulma stood and quickly tried to brush past him so he wouldn't see her tears.
In one swift motion, Vegeta grabbed Bulma's upper arm and softly pulled her closer to him, as close as her stomach would allow.
She looked up at him, slightly taken aback at his forwardness. This had been the first time in months that he had touched her.
Vegeta softly wiped away the few tears that stained Bulma's cheeks, "Foolish onna," he said gruffly.
Bulma let out a sob and threw her arms around him, pressing her face into his chest.
Vegeta chuckled inwardly as he felt Bulma's stomach poke him slightly. "You really aren't that much of a genius are you?"
She whacked him and choked back another sob.
He carefully scooped her up into his arms and carried her slowly into the room, "Onna, pack your things."
As he put her down, she gave him a puzzled look.
Vegeta looked at her seriously, "We're going back to Vegeta-sei."
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A/N: Well that was a long chapter!!! How did you guy's like that chapter? I thought the lullaby was really sweet, and it was great how it brought those two closer together hehe. If you were wondering it was taken from the book 'Memoirs Of A Geisha' It is an amazing book!
Anyway please review and let me know what you think. Thank you and see you next chapter, Ja ne!