OK new one! I'm on a writing frenzy today. Maybe I'll get a bunch done and.....and.....you can.........just read and review so I feel special! ^_^. Well enjoy! as u can tell i suck at notes to the readers.
Bulma sat on the dusty red cliff over looking the vast Barkan Ocean. It was the ocean that split the north from the south. It was more like a giant river really weaving through the giant planet. To the north, Frieza's forces were gathering. Not daring to come across and attack the warriors protecting the borders. She sent off two curious soldiers who had seen her land earlier. Laying a hand across her abdomen, she felt the tiny little ki.
A child.
First heir to the throne. She didn't know if it were to be a boy or girl yet. But the child would be strong. Just like its poppa.
"Miss Lady?" A small voice asked meekly behind her. She turned to see a small little girl with a rag doll in her hands. "Why are you alone?" Her tiny voice drifted to her. In a small training suit like most of the soldiers. hers was a purple instead of regulation blue.
"I ran away." She whispered. The small girl sat beside her. Laying a chubby hand on Bulma's thigh, she smiled up at her. Bulma noticed the little girl was missing a baby tooth. One of the front teeth.
"From a fight? Daddy said only cowards run from fights like Frissa's." She mispronounced Frieza's name. Smiling down at the child, Bulma ran her fingers through the girl's hair and shook her head.
"No, from a person. I needed to think. I needed to be loved." She smiled weakly as a tear dissapeared down her cheek.
"I'll love you. My Mommy's gone. She was killed in a purge." The child's arms wrapped about her middle and let her head rest on Bulma's bosom. Hugging the child back, Bulma cried silently on the child's head.
"I'll love you too, what's your name sweety?"
"Dalilah, like the flowers my mommy liked. What about yours?" She looked up.
"Lady Blue for now." Smiling, she put a kiss to Dalilah's head and watched as the sun dissapeared into the crystal waters.
A week had gone by since his wife had left him. Vegeta had gone into the blackest of moods and not even his training was going right. His soldiers were all strong and to their limits. He should attack, but the threat of Bulma alone out in the wilderness of Vegeta-sei, worried him.
"I'm going out." He stood and started walking toward the window.
"But, my Lord!" His portly advisor, Garen, waddled beside him. "It is not safe!" Vegeta roared.
"Bulma is out there, she is your queen, would you think it is any more safe for her to be out there?!" Without waiting for a reply, he lept out of the window to the sky. He would search every square inch on this fucking planet to find Bulma. He had to tell her that he loved her. Reaching out to the bond and her ki, he felt a flicker. It was to the east. Faint, and it was not his own. But it was his bond as well. His brows knitted, it was strange. Strange indeed.
"My Queen!" Dalilah's startled father kneeled before Bulma.
"Rise. I found your daughter, or more like she found me, but I would like to ask if I could stay a while and help raise her." Smiling, she let her tail flick out behind her.
"Anything to please you, your grace." He bowed his head. Dalilah kept a grasp on Bulma's hand and her other arm had her rag doll slung over it.
"Thank you." Picking up the child, she smiled. "How old is she?"
"3, my grace." Bulma frowned.
"Please call me Lady Blue, or Bulma. Grace is not one of my qualities." She said perturbed.
"Yes, your....Lady Blue."
"Now, sweety. What to eat? Or do you want to train? I have training clothes for myself if you want to." Bulma kneeled infront of the girl.
"I want to train! I like it when Daddy and I play and train." She smiled. "Do you play?"
"Yes, I do. NOw, let me change and I'll be out." Bulma breezed into a room and shut the door.
"Child! What did you do?!" Dallilah's father smacked her upside the head. "We could be killed!" He hissed.
"I, I just wanted a friend." She sniffled.
"Warriors do not need friends! They need strength! Now train hard with the queen, she has unsurrmountable power. Learn something for once!" He shoved her toward the door.
"Yes, daddy." She slouched out of the door to the front yard to await Lady Blue.
Bulma came out minutes later with her hair up and her training clothes on.
"Now, Dalilah. Do you know how to fly?" Levitating off the grass, she watched as Dalilah wobbily floated inches above the ground. "That's a start. Now here." Bulma floated down beside her and put her hands under the girl's outstretched arms. Lifting her up higher, she watched as Dalilah kicked. "Now look at me. Good keep looking, we're going higher." Dalilah looked down. "No, no, stay focused on me. Look at my nose, or tongue." Bulma stuck out her tongue to make the girl giggle. Slowly, Bulma let her hands slide out. Leaving the child flying 15 feet off the ground. "You're doing so well! Now, let's go higher. Urge your body higher in your mind. Think of clouds, or birds, or smoke." The child's eyes squeezed shut as her small body went higher and Bulma's stayed where it was.
"I'm doing it!" The high voice squealed. Bulma looked up to see Dalilah flying in small lazy circles. Bulma clapped and caught the child as they both floated down.
"You're great!" Bulma laid a wet, messy, kiss on her cheek. Dalilah giggled and wiped off the spittle.
A flicker in Bulma's mind sent her looking skyward. Her husband's ki was near, too near for her comfort. Her enhanced hearing picked up the whooshing of air in the distance. He had sensed her and was heading for her and Dalilah.
He had seen her floating above the trees, Bulma was near, he also felt her negletively covered ki as well. She was with a small ki as well. Maybe an animal. Vegeta picked up the pace, maybe she was in danger, but wait she has Saiyjin blood and she's also a super saiyjin, why would she need help?
He saw his wife and a small child standing in front of a small house. Bulma kept looking around her like she was being chased, which she was. He landed in front of the two. Bulma clutched the little dark headed child to her. A flame of anger flared in his eyes before longing took hold. He'd missed her dreadfully over the past week. He watched with envy as Bulma swept the child into her arms and situated her on her hip. The child's chubby arms wrapped about her neck and clung like a monkey.
"Bulma..." He stepped toward her. But Bulma backed away. "I........" He gulped and bent his head. "I am sorry." he breathed all at once. Bulma gasped.
Never before had he apologized. He never said a word! Bulma felt the sting in the back of her eyes. Setting the squirming Delilah down, she rushed over to Vegeta's waiting arms.
"Vegeta!" Bulma sobbed onto his shoulder. His arms wrapped around her body. Vegeta breathed in the scent of her hair. It had its own special smell. A mixing of his own scent and the apple shampoo she made in her lab. Kissing her ear, he let his tail unwind and wrap around her thigh. Her own tail was wrapped around his bicep and had a gentle pulsing squeeze.
"I never told you, and I don't know when the enemies will strike, but I must tell you. I love you. I love you I love you I love you!" he murmured in her ear. Dalilah smiled up at the two adults embracing. She wished Daddy would tell her he loved her. He always hit her and told her how much she should train and be better. She loved her Daddy but he wasn't very nice. Her bottom lip pouted out in rememberence. She remembered when her mommy and daddy fought.
"Dalilah!" Her father's voice boomed from their home. Cringing at the tone, she turned to see him stomping toward their destination. Lady Blue and the man that came fro the sky, turned to see her father enter the clearing. He was red in the face and breathing fire. "Stupid brat!" He smacked her across the face. "Wasting time! You need to train!" He hissed with avengence. Cowering at his feet, the little girl cradled her bruised cheek.
"Sir! She is a child! You hit her again and I'll put a hol through your chest!" Bulma growled. Scooping up the child, Bulma saw the child's tears running down her chubby cheeks. "I am taking this child with me, feel honored that I'm not in a killing sort of mood." Her contempteous glare drilled holes in the warrior's face.
Vegeta looked at the events before him. Things were going too fast too soon. First he gains his wife back, then from the look of things a new brat with out the birth. Whoa......... Bulma turned and took to the sky cooing at the child. The father of the child stood stoic. Looking to the sky he had no emotion on his face. What a cruel world it is to go through life and not care about something other then the smell and feeling of battle. Emotion makes you stronger, rage, love, hate, they all lead to that plain of power. Taking after his wife, he left the broken man to deal with it on his own.
"It's not a pet! Take her back!" Vegeta bellowed.
"He'll abuse her!" Bulma yelled right back. As soon as they had gotten home, the yelling fight had begun.
"She'll grow strong then."
"You heartless bastard! No child deserves that! Even if it is for power. Love makes you strong. Look at you!" Bulma glared at her husband, daring him to counter.
"My father beat me. Look at me." He said quietly.
"Your father was a tyrant. Are you going ot beat our child?" Bulma asked even quieter. PLacing a hand where the tiny baby grew, she awaited his answer.
"If it permits." He lifted his chin. He wanted to look away because the look on Bulma's face was too condemning. Too innocent, enough to make him guilty. "We return the child in 1 week. Then we go and see her father. Beat some sence into him and leave the girl to teach her father the right way to raise a child."
"But..."
"I am still king!" He roared. Seeing Bulma cringe, he wrapped his arms around her. "Let me be king, and you shall be happy. Just look pretty and train with me." Kissing her cheek he pulled back.
"I can't train anymore." Bulma said quietly.
"Why not? Afraid I might beat you?" He teased.
"No, it might crush the baby." Bulma whispered. Laying a lean hand over her abdomen, she closed her eyes. 'Don't kill our baby.' She thought. Her eyes opened when a hand overlayed her own.
"I won't." He had heard her thought through the bond. Pulling her inot his arms, he kissed her forehead. "The most inoppurtune of times bring me the most joy within my growing family." Bulma clutched to him as he kissed her.
The large window in their bed room overlooked the setting sun. The horizon was bursting reds, pruples, and the inky blue was turning the day into night. Dalilah stood at the door and saw the sillouette of the couple embracing. Maybe someday Lord Blue would want her for his own. Lady Blue did, she would love to have her for a Mommy.
"Lady?" Dalilah held the doll that she was given, under her arm. The two broke apart to see her. "Mr. Nappa wanted to talk to Lord Blue." She swallowed. Vegeta looked nervously to Bulma, then to the child.
"I must go." Pressing a kiss to Bulma's cheek, then stopped infront of the child. "You are a good messenger." Patting the child's head, he swept from the room.
"Momma!" Dalilah jumped at Bulma. Catching her, she swung around and laughed as she combed through the messy black hair.
"Did Miss Chi Chi treat you well?" Dalilah nodded.
"She gave me a doll." She held up the Barbie from earth.
"Oh, this is a very special doll. Do you want me to do your hair?" Bulma asked sitting on the vast bed.
"Yes, please." She smiled a grin. Bulma noticed that she was missing 2 teeth and that she had a dimple on her left cheek.
"One moment." Bulma glided to the bathroom to grab a comb and some hair bands. When she came back, she saw that Dalilah was talking with her doll and making it walk across the bed.
"And Lady Blue can be our Mommy and Lod Blue can be our Daddy! They would love me and then I could stay here! Daddy won't hit me or make me do all that stuff anymore." She talked very light hearted and carefree.
Bulma gasped and dropped the brush. It clattered on the floor. If Dalilah was talking about what she thought she was, never again would the child see that evil man! Dalilah stopped and stared while Bulma knelt and retrieved the brush.
"Momma?" Bulma smiled. "You ok?" Nodding, she crawled on the bed to sit behind Dalilah.
"Perfectly fine. And remember. You can stay with me always." Hugging the child from behind, she placed a kiss on her chubby cheek. She began to brush the messy black mass infront of her.
"Sire, Frieza's troops are moving in on the north coast. The first legion sin't doing too well. By the looks of things, we'll have to send in the next legion within the day." Nappa's large hands spread over the battle prints. "The last thing I want are a mass of my dead comrades lying at my feet. I have enough bloodshed on my soul for several lifetimes." His mustache twitched. "My theory is to storm them and kill off the whole lot. You and Queen Bulma can take out Frieza and his lap dog, Zarbon."
"No! I will not have her blood shed!" Vegeta roared. His ki flared letting his hair tint gold and eyes flicker aqua. "Nor will I have my child killed on my account!"
"Child? Is she with child?" Nappa leaned over.
"Yes, I found out not only an hour ago. How is your mate Chi Chi?" Vegeta looked up straightening his gloves. Nappa crossed his meaty arms over his chest.
"Since the DNA transfer, she and I have mated and I am training her. I feel like she is with child, but I must check when I go to my quarters. I want the war over so I can spend time with her." His features changed and he wasn't the confidant general anymore, but a mere man who looked tired and worn. "War is a constant cycle for our race, but the cost it has on any heart is too great."
"True, we will fight. Gather the troops, we fight at dawn." Turning on his heel, he headed back toward his chambers.
"You're very pretty, my Dalilah." Bulma put a rubberband on the pigtail braid. She had curled Dalilah's bangs and had also braided the mass of raven black hair into two pigtail braids.
"You are too, Mommy." Dalilah turned to crawl into Bulma's lap. Dalilah had done her hair, which was a disaster in its own, but after a tearful brushing, she had braided it back into a long single braid. Leaning back on the bed, she let Dalilah rest her head on her bosom and fal into a peaceful sleep.
Vegeta entered and was about to below for his wife when he saw the two women curled up on his bed. The young one had her head resting on Bulma's breasts, his favorite place to sleep, and kept snorting when her braids tickled her nose. Bulma had an arm wrapped about the child and a smile on her face. He pulled off his gloves, armor, boots and top of his uniform. Laying behind Bulma, he spooned to her back and rested his chin on her shoulder. Kissing her ear, he drifted off to sleep.
"Chi Chi!" Nappa yelled when he entered their quarters. He heard soft crying from the other room, walking towards it he saw Chi Chi laying across their bed. "Chi Chi?" She lifted her head at the sound of her mates call. her face was red from crying and had tear streaks running down her face as well.
"I'm.......I'm...." She slipped into crying again.
"What?" He sat on the bed beside her small body.
"Pregnant!" She flipped over and launched herself into his arms. He 'oof'ed from the impact and wrapped his arms about her.
"That's great! One of our own." Running a hand that could splay the width of her back down her torso, he smiled. "I want it if that;s what your worried about.
"I do too, but what worries me is that I fight tomorrow reguardless!" She started crying again.
Nappa sat stunned. His mate must fight. A duty for all of the able people of Vegeta-sei. Closing his eyes, he set his chin atop her head.
"We all must. We're launching a mass attack tomorrow. I will fight beside you, and if you die..........so will I." Chi Chi looked up to his baleful eyes.
"No, you can't do that!" Cupping his face, she pressed a kiss to his lips. "We all have a fate. Live."
"My fate is to be with you eternally. I will." He rested his forehead aginst hers. "If we survive, our son,"
"Daughter."
"or daughter, will be strong like her Momma."
"Or big like his Daddy." She smiled. The two stared into eachothers eyes for quite some time.
"I love you." He whispered into Chi Chi's ear. Leaning her back ont the bed, he crawled atop her. "For now and always." Kissing her, he peeled off the layers of her clothes to get to the milky skin beneath.
"I love you too." She gasped as his mouth came down on her breast. "Nappa!" He growled and shut out the light. (Nappa sex scene ::shudders:: I'm not that brave!)
Dalilah awoke to see moonlight streaming down on her. Her little tail was wrapped around her Momma's wrist while Lord Blue's was wrapped about her thigh. His large hand lay splayed across her tummy. Momma's tail was wrapped about his waist. Unwrapping her own tail, she climbed off the large bed.
"Bye Mommy." She slipped out of the door toward the nursery. With her doll, which she had named Yellow, she ran down the hall.
"Bulma." Vegeta growled into his wife's ear. He had awoken when the child had slipped out. Rubbing his hand to her stomach, he felt the flicker of growing ki in her womb. His child, his heir. The one he might never get to see. "Bulma wake up, we need to speak!" He said more tersely this time. She grumbled and sat up. Whe she noticed that the brat was gone, she gasped and looked around. "She left for the nursery." Bulma looked over ot see the sullen look in Vegeta's eyes.
"Vegeta, what's wrong?" Cupping his cheek, she furrowed her brow.
"Tomorrow is when our armies are going to storm Frieza's forces on the North shore." He buried his face in her neck. "I don't want you to fight."
"I will. For our child's future and for everyone else's I will fight beside you until I'm blue in the face Veggie-chan." Vegeta's face relaxed at the sound of his pet name.
"You too, Blue." He pulled her to him and kissed her. Taking her bottom lip into his mouth, he nibbled on it. Her arms looped around his neck along with her legs around his hips.
"Vegeta, I love you." He tore at her clothing and she at his until they were a tangle of limbs. When he finally sheathed himself in her, he stopped to just look at her. The moon trailing in behind them made her skin shimmer and glow with the etheral beauty of a goddess.
"Bulma, I will treasure you and love you forever." Re-instating the bond they had formed so many years ago, he sank his inscisors into her neck where the previous mark was. Bulma yelped in pleasure. Sinking her own teeth into his neck, feral instinct took over. The slow love making had turned into the primal sex that most Saiyjins have eventually.
Basking in the afterglow of teir lovemaking, Vegeta swept back a loose strand of hair to behind Bulma's ear. She lay sated and curled ot his body beside him.
"If I don't make it tomorrow, I want you to have the child." Vegeta said plainly. He looked to the ceiling where he could see the massive stones' outlines.
"Vegeta," He looked over to her. " shut up." He chuckled and spooned to her as they both fell asleep.
Bulma sat on the dusty red cliff over looking the vast Barkan Ocean. It was the ocean that split the north from the south. It was more like a giant river really weaving through the giant planet. To the north, Frieza's forces were gathering. Not daring to come across and attack the warriors protecting the borders. She sent off two curious soldiers who had seen her land earlier. Laying a hand across her abdomen, she felt the tiny little ki.
A child.
First heir to the throne. She didn't know if it were to be a boy or girl yet. But the child would be strong. Just like its poppa.
"Miss Lady?" A small voice asked meekly behind her. She turned to see a small little girl with a rag doll in her hands. "Why are you alone?" Her tiny voice drifted to her. In a small training suit like most of the soldiers. hers was a purple instead of regulation blue.
"I ran away." She whispered. The small girl sat beside her. Laying a chubby hand on Bulma's thigh, she smiled up at her. Bulma noticed the little girl was missing a baby tooth. One of the front teeth.
"From a fight? Daddy said only cowards run from fights like Frissa's." She mispronounced Frieza's name. Smiling down at the child, Bulma ran her fingers through the girl's hair and shook her head.
"No, from a person. I needed to think. I needed to be loved." She smiled weakly as a tear dissapeared down her cheek.
"I'll love you. My Mommy's gone. She was killed in a purge." The child's arms wrapped about her middle and let her head rest on Bulma's bosom. Hugging the child back, Bulma cried silently on the child's head.
"I'll love you too, what's your name sweety?"
"Dalilah, like the flowers my mommy liked. What about yours?" She looked up.
"Lady Blue for now." Smiling, she put a kiss to Dalilah's head and watched as the sun dissapeared into the crystal waters.
A week had gone by since his wife had left him. Vegeta had gone into the blackest of moods and not even his training was going right. His soldiers were all strong and to their limits. He should attack, but the threat of Bulma alone out in the wilderness of Vegeta-sei, worried him.
"I'm going out." He stood and started walking toward the window.
"But, my Lord!" His portly advisor, Garen, waddled beside him. "It is not safe!" Vegeta roared.
"Bulma is out there, she is your queen, would you think it is any more safe for her to be out there?!" Without waiting for a reply, he lept out of the window to the sky. He would search every square inch on this fucking planet to find Bulma. He had to tell her that he loved her. Reaching out to the bond and her ki, he felt a flicker. It was to the east. Faint, and it was not his own. But it was his bond as well. His brows knitted, it was strange. Strange indeed.
"My Queen!" Dalilah's startled father kneeled before Bulma.
"Rise. I found your daughter, or more like she found me, but I would like to ask if I could stay a while and help raise her." Smiling, she let her tail flick out behind her.
"Anything to please you, your grace." He bowed his head. Dalilah kept a grasp on Bulma's hand and her other arm had her rag doll slung over it.
"Thank you." Picking up the child, she smiled. "How old is she?"
"3, my grace." Bulma frowned.
"Please call me Lady Blue, or Bulma. Grace is not one of my qualities." She said perturbed.
"Yes, your....Lady Blue."
"Now, sweety. What to eat? Or do you want to train? I have training clothes for myself if you want to." Bulma kneeled infront of the girl.
"I want to train! I like it when Daddy and I play and train." She smiled. "Do you play?"
"Yes, I do. NOw, let me change and I'll be out." Bulma breezed into a room and shut the door.
"Child! What did you do?!" Dallilah's father smacked her upside the head. "We could be killed!" He hissed.
"I, I just wanted a friend." She sniffled.
"Warriors do not need friends! They need strength! Now train hard with the queen, she has unsurrmountable power. Learn something for once!" He shoved her toward the door.
"Yes, daddy." She slouched out of the door to the front yard to await Lady Blue.
Bulma came out minutes later with her hair up and her training clothes on.
"Now, Dalilah. Do you know how to fly?" Levitating off the grass, she watched as Dalilah wobbily floated inches above the ground. "That's a start. Now here." Bulma floated down beside her and put her hands under the girl's outstretched arms. Lifting her up higher, she watched as Dalilah kicked. "Now look at me. Good keep looking, we're going higher." Dalilah looked down. "No, no, stay focused on me. Look at my nose, or tongue." Bulma stuck out her tongue to make the girl giggle. Slowly, Bulma let her hands slide out. Leaving the child flying 15 feet off the ground. "You're doing so well! Now, let's go higher. Urge your body higher in your mind. Think of clouds, or birds, or smoke." The child's eyes squeezed shut as her small body went higher and Bulma's stayed where it was.
"I'm doing it!" The high voice squealed. Bulma looked up to see Dalilah flying in small lazy circles. Bulma clapped and caught the child as they both floated down.
"You're great!" Bulma laid a wet, messy, kiss on her cheek. Dalilah giggled and wiped off the spittle.
A flicker in Bulma's mind sent her looking skyward. Her husband's ki was near, too near for her comfort. Her enhanced hearing picked up the whooshing of air in the distance. He had sensed her and was heading for her and Dalilah.
He had seen her floating above the trees, Bulma was near, he also felt her negletively covered ki as well. She was with a small ki as well. Maybe an animal. Vegeta picked up the pace, maybe she was in danger, but wait she has Saiyjin blood and she's also a super saiyjin, why would she need help?
He saw his wife and a small child standing in front of a small house. Bulma kept looking around her like she was being chased, which she was. He landed in front of the two. Bulma clutched the little dark headed child to her. A flame of anger flared in his eyes before longing took hold. He'd missed her dreadfully over the past week. He watched with envy as Bulma swept the child into her arms and situated her on her hip. The child's chubby arms wrapped about her neck and clung like a monkey.
"Bulma..." He stepped toward her. But Bulma backed away. "I........" He gulped and bent his head. "I am sorry." he breathed all at once. Bulma gasped.
Never before had he apologized. He never said a word! Bulma felt the sting in the back of her eyes. Setting the squirming Delilah down, she rushed over to Vegeta's waiting arms.
"Vegeta!" Bulma sobbed onto his shoulder. His arms wrapped around her body. Vegeta breathed in the scent of her hair. It had its own special smell. A mixing of his own scent and the apple shampoo she made in her lab. Kissing her ear, he let his tail unwind and wrap around her thigh. Her own tail was wrapped around his bicep and had a gentle pulsing squeeze.
"I never told you, and I don't know when the enemies will strike, but I must tell you. I love you. I love you I love you I love you!" he murmured in her ear. Dalilah smiled up at the two adults embracing. She wished Daddy would tell her he loved her. He always hit her and told her how much she should train and be better. She loved her Daddy but he wasn't very nice. Her bottom lip pouted out in rememberence. She remembered when her mommy and daddy fought.
"Dalilah!" Her father's voice boomed from their home. Cringing at the tone, she turned to see him stomping toward their destination. Lady Blue and the man that came fro the sky, turned to see her father enter the clearing. He was red in the face and breathing fire. "Stupid brat!" He smacked her across the face. "Wasting time! You need to train!" He hissed with avengence. Cowering at his feet, the little girl cradled her bruised cheek.
"Sir! She is a child! You hit her again and I'll put a hol through your chest!" Bulma growled. Scooping up the child, Bulma saw the child's tears running down her chubby cheeks. "I am taking this child with me, feel honored that I'm not in a killing sort of mood." Her contempteous glare drilled holes in the warrior's face.
Vegeta looked at the events before him. Things were going too fast too soon. First he gains his wife back, then from the look of things a new brat with out the birth. Whoa......... Bulma turned and took to the sky cooing at the child. The father of the child stood stoic. Looking to the sky he had no emotion on his face. What a cruel world it is to go through life and not care about something other then the smell and feeling of battle. Emotion makes you stronger, rage, love, hate, they all lead to that plain of power. Taking after his wife, he left the broken man to deal with it on his own.
"It's not a pet! Take her back!" Vegeta bellowed.
"He'll abuse her!" Bulma yelled right back. As soon as they had gotten home, the yelling fight had begun.
"She'll grow strong then."
"You heartless bastard! No child deserves that! Even if it is for power. Love makes you strong. Look at you!" Bulma glared at her husband, daring him to counter.
"My father beat me. Look at me." He said quietly.
"Your father was a tyrant. Are you going ot beat our child?" Bulma asked even quieter. PLacing a hand where the tiny baby grew, she awaited his answer.
"If it permits." He lifted his chin. He wanted to look away because the look on Bulma's face was too condemning. Too innocent, enough to make him guilty. "We return the child in 1 week. Then we go and see her father. Beat some sence into him and leave the girl to teach her father the right way to raise a child."
"But..."
"I am still king!" He roared. Seeing Bulma cringe, he wrapped his arms around her. "Let me be king, and you shall be happy. Just look pretty and train with me." Kissing her cheek he pulled back.
"I can't train anymore." Bulma said quietly.
"Why not? Afraid I might beat you?" He teased.
"No, it might crush the baby." Bulma whispered. Laying a lean hand over her abdomen, she closed her eyes. 'Don't kill our baby.' She thought. Her eyes opened when a hand overlayed her own.
"I won't." He had heard her thought through the bond. Pulling her inot his arms, he kissed her forehead. "The most inoppurtune of times bring me the most joy within my growing family." Bulma clutched to him as he kissed her.
The large window in their bed room overlooked the setting sun. The horizon was bursting reds, pruples, and the inky blue was turning the day into night. Dalilah stood at the door and saw the sillouette of the couple embracing. Maybe someday Lord Blue would want her for his own. Lady Blue did, she would love to have her for a Mommy.
"Lady?" Dalilah held the doll that she was given, under her arm. The two broke apart to see her. "Mr. Nappa wanted to talk to Lord Blue." She swallowed. Vegeta looked nervously to Bulma, then to the child.
"I must go." Pressing a kiss to Bulma's cheek, then stopped infront of the child. "You are a good messenger." Patting the child's head, he swept from the room.
"Momma!" Dalilah jumped at Bulma. Catching her, she swung around and laughed as she combed through the messy black hair.
"Did Miss Chi Chi treat you well?" Dalilah nodded.
"She gave me a doll." She held up the Barbie from earth.
"Oh, this is a very special doll. Do you want me to do your hair?" Bulma asked sitting on the vast bed.
"Yes, please." She smiled a grin. Bulma noticed that she was missing 2 teeth and that she had a dimple on her left cheek.
"One moment." Bulma glided to the bathroom to grab a comb and some hair bands. When she came back, she saw that Dalilah was talking with her doll and making it walk across the bed.
"And Lady Blue can be our Mommy and Lod Blue can be our Daddy! They would love me and then I could stay here! Daddy won't hit me or make me do all that stuff anymore." She talked very light hearted and carefree.
Bulma gasped and dropped the brush. It clattered on the floor. If Dalilah was talking about what she thought she was, never again would the child see that evil man! Dalilah stopped and stared while Bulma knelt and retrieved the brush.
"Momma?" Bulma smiled. "You ok?" Nodding, she crawled on the bed to sit behind Dalilah.
"Perfectly fine. And remember. You can stay with me always." Hugging the child from behind, she placed a kiss on her chubby cheek. She began to brush the messy black mass infront of her.
"Sire, Frieza's troops are moving in on the north coast. The first legion sin't doing too well. By the looks of things, we'll have to send in the next legion within the day." Nappa's large hands spread over the battle prints. "The last thing I want are a mass of my dead comrades lying at my feet. I have enough bloodshed on my soul for several lifetimes." His mustache twitched. "My theory is to storm them and kill off the whole lot. You and Queen Bulma can take out Frieza and his lap dog, Zarbon."
"No! I will not have her blood shed!" Vegeta roared. His ki flared letting his hair tint gold and eyes flicker aqua. "Nor will I have my child killed on my account!"
"Child? Is she with child?" Nappa leaned over.
"Yes, I found out not only an hour ago. How is your mate Chi Chi?" Vegeta looked up straightening his gloves. Nappa crossed his meaty arms over his chest.
"Since the DNA transfer, she and I have mated and I am training her. I feel like she is with child, but I must check when I go to my quarters. I want the war over so I can spend time with her." His features changed and he wasn't the confidant general anymore, but a mere man who looked tired and worn. "War is a constant cycle for our race, but the cost it has on any heart is too great."
"True, we will fight. Gather the troops, we fight at dawn." Turning on his heel, he headed back toward his chambers.
"You're very pretty, my Dalilah." Bulma put a rubberband on the pigtail braid. She had curled Dalilah's bangs and had also braided the mass of raven black hair into two pigtail braids.
"You are too, Mommy." Dalilah turned to crawl into Bulma's lap. Dalilah had done her hair, which was a disaster in its own, but after a tearful brushing, she had braided it back into a long single braid. Leaning back on the bed, she let Dalilah rest her head on her bosom and fal into a peaceful sleep.
Vegeta entered and was about to below for his wife when he saw the two women curled up on his bed. The young one had her head resting on Bulma's breasts, his favorite place to sleep, and kept snorting when her braids tickled her nose. Bulma had an arm wrapped about the child and a smile on her face. He pulled off his gloves, armor, boots and top of his uniform. Laying behind Bulma, he spooned to her back and rested his chin on her shoulder. Kissing her ear, he drifted off to sleep.
"Chi Chi!" Nappa yelled when he entered their quarters. He heard soft crying from the other room, walking towards it he saw Chi Chi laying across their bed. "Chi Chi?" She lifted her head at the sound of her mates call. her face was red from crying and had tear streaks running down her face as well.
"I'm.......I'm...." She slipped into crying again.
"What?" He sat on the bed beside her small body.
"Pregnant!" She flipped over and launched herself into his arms. He 'oof'ed from the impact and wrapped his arms about her.
"That's great! One of our own." Running a hand that could splay the width of her back down her torso, he smiled. "I want it if that;s what your worried about.
"I do too, but what worries me is that I fight tomorrow reguardless!" She started crying again.
Nappa sat stunned. His mate must fight. A duty for all of the able people of Vegeta-sei. Closing his eyes, he set his chin atop her head.
"We all must. We're launching a mass attack tomorrow. I will fight beside you, and if you die..........so will I." Chi Chi looked up to his baleful eyes.
"No, you can't do that!" Cupping his face, she pressed a kiss to his lips. "We all have a fate. Live."
"My fate is to be with you eternally. I will." He rested his forehead aginst hers. "If we survive, our son,"
"Daughter."
"or daughter, will be strong like her Momma."
"Or big like his Daddy." She smiled. The two stared into eachothers eyes for quite some time.
"I love you." He whispered into Chi Chi's ear. Leaning her back ont the bed, he crawled atop her. "For now and always." Kissing her, he peeled off the layers of her clothes to get to the milky skin beneath.
"I love you too." She gasped as his mouth came down on her breast. "Nappa!" He growled and shut out the light. (Nappa sex scene ::shudders:: I'm not that brave!)
Dalilah awoke to see moonlight streaming down on her. Her little tail was wrapped around her Momma's wrist while Lord Blue's was wrapped about her thigh. His large hand lay splayed across her tummy. Momma's tail was wrapped about his waist. Unwrapping her own tail, she climbed off the large bed.
"Bye Mommy." She slipped out of the door toward the nursery. With her doll, which she had named Yellow, she ran down the hall.
"Bulma." Vegeta growled into his wife's ear. He had awoken when the child had slipped out. Rubbing his hand to her stomach, he felt the flicker of growing ki in her womb. His child, his heir. The one he might never get to see. "Bulma wake up, we need to speak!" He said more tersely this time. She grumbled and sat up. Whe she noticed that the brat was gone, she gasped and looked around. "She left for the nursery." Bulma looked over ot see the sullen look in Vegeta's eyes.
"Vegeta, what's wrong?" Cupping his cheek, she furrowed her brow.
"Tomorrow is when our armies are going to storm Frieza's forces on the North shore." He buried his face in her neck. "I don't want you to fight."
"I will. For our child's future and for everyone else's I will fight beside you until I'm blue in the face Veggie-chan." Vegeta's face relaxed at the sound of his pet name.
"You too, Blue." He pulled her to him and kissed her. Taking her bottom lip into his mouth, he nibbled on it. Her arms looped around his neck along with her legs around his hips.
"Vegeta, I love you." He tore at her clothing and she at his until they were a tangle of limbs. When he finally sheathed himself in her, he stopped to just look at her. The moon trailing in behind them made her skin shimmer and glow with the etheral beauty of a goddess.
"Bulma, I will treasure you and love you forever." Re-instating the bond they had formed so many years ago, he sank his inscisors into her neck where the previous mark was. Bulma yelped in pleasure. Sinking her own teeth into his neck, feral instinct took over. The slow love making had turned into the primal sex that most Saiyjins have eventually.
Basking in the afterglow of teir lovemaking, Vegeta swept back a loose strand of hair to behind Bulma's ear. She lay sated and curled ot his body beside him.
"If I don't make it tomorrow, I want you to have the child." Vegeta said plainly. He looked to the ceiling where he could see the massive stones' outlines.
"Vegeta," He looked over to her. " shut up." He chuckled and spooned to her as they both fell asleep.
