Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z or Bulma or Vegeta…But I'm not making money so =P

Author's Note: Okay Yamcha people I told you there would be Yamcha bashing, so if you like him don't read this, otherwise THANKS SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!

Bulma's Thoughts and Dreams

Vegeta's thoughts and Dreams

"Speaking"

Anyone else's Thoughts

Love or Pride?

Bulma had become very irritated with everything in the later months of her pregnancy. She had actually yelled at Vegeta without his usual retaliation. He was in fact surprised himself with he didn't retaliate but he thought it best not to provoke her further.

Bulma stretched on her bed. She had gotten her father to get her a lab top so she could work in her room. 'I can't believe his majesty won't let me walk up and down the stairs!' Bulma thought as she tapped on the keyboard. Little tapping noised filled the new room. Her father had taken on of the guestrooms and transformed it in to a bedroom for both Bulma and Vegeta. Although the room was much larger, it lacked the familiar spark of her old room. Bulma chewed on her lip in concentration as she typed. The most recent project she was working on was new gravity machine for Vegeta that was harder to break. In other words less she had to do for him and more time she could spend with her baby. She was just entering the last calculations when her contractions began. Bulma dropped her computer and gripped her stomach.

Vegeta was coming in from training when he heard a small cry coming from his mate's room. He ran towards the stairs almost knocking Mr. Briefs down.

"What…" Vegeta began, then he saw Bulma holding her stomach. His forehead darkened and he walked over to her and genitally picked her up. He walked over to the window and kicked it open cracking the glass. Bulma began to protest when another wave of contractions hit her hard. The pain gripped her and she curled in Vegeta's arms. He looked down alarmed then took off into the sky.

When he arrived at the hospital he landed running to the door. He almost broke the double doors as he pushed them open. One of the nurses saw him then looked at Bulma. Seeing the state she was in the nurse paged a doctor and put her in a room. Vegeta carefully laid her on the bed then was shooed out of the room, so the nurses could put Bulma into one of the hospital gowns. He, of course, pushed his was back in five minutes later.

"Sir, I must ask you to wait outside one more moment." A small nurse said commandingly. Vegeta creased his eyebrows angrily.

"My mate is in pain, My heir is about to be born, and you think I'm going to just leave?!? Get out of my way before I put a hole in your stomach!" Vegeta pushed past her and she shivered, but made no move to stop him anymore. He went to Bulma's side and let her squeeze his hand. The doctor came in and Bulma's cursing of all mankind began…

*****

After eighteen hours of a painful labor, Bulma had passed out on the bed. The doctors had taken the baby away to be cleaned, leaving Vegeta alone in the room with Bulma. Vegeta watched his mate closely with a worried expression on his countenance.

***FLASHBACK***

"Father, Why don't you have a mother, like Okami?" A four-year-old Vegeta asked his father after talking to his best friend and mentor.

King Vegeta sighed. "Because his mother was stronger then mine and survived the labor. My mother died giving birth to me. Sayain boys are very very difficult to bare. Many times the mother's insides will be torn apart. Your mother was very lucky to have trained enough and been strong enough to keep that from happening. Little Vegeta cocked his small head in confusion. King Vegeta chuckled then shook his head. "Don't worry, You'll understand someday…"

***End of Flashback***

A thought stuck Vegeta: Losing the onna scared him, genuinely scared him. The feeling was something very alien to Vegeta. 'This planet really has made me weak.' He looked at Bulma's face. 'Do you realize that? You have made me weak.' Bulma's eyes fluttered open and Vegeta jumped.

"Vegeta…." Bulma said weakly. She motioned him to her until he was a foot away from her face.

"Yes?" Vegeta answered gently. She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him closer. She opened her mouth to speak.

"I AM NEVER HAVING SEX WITH YOU AGAIN!" She screamed as loudly as she could. He jerked back and put his hands up to his ears. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH PAIN I AM IN?" Bulma flopped back down on the hospital bed. Vegeta clasped his hands to his head trying to stop the ringing in his ears, when the doctor came back in holding a small little bundle of blankets. Looking closely you could see a small head with lavender fuzz on it. He placed the baby in Bulma's arms and all her thoughts of pain disappeared.

"A very healthy baby boy, although…." He trailed off as a small brown tail poked itself out of the blanket. "He appears to have a tail." When he saw no astonishment at the comment he left the room to go splash hi face with cold water.

"Look Vegeta," Bulma's tone completely changed. "He truly is your son. Trunks," Bulma's eyes began to close lazily.

"Trunks…." Vegeta said with awe and surprise, but not with disapproval. Bulma gently placed the baby into Vegeta's arms as she fell back asleep.

Vegeta held the tiny bundle of warmth in his large hands. He was suddenly afraid that he might hurt the small child. A small smile crept onto his features, as he walked over to the window and sat down. In the arms of his father Trunks squirmed and cooed happily.

Okay that was probably the last chapter of this story but if you like I will write a sequel giving what I think should have happened during the Androids and with Bra so Review if you want a sequel.

THANX SO MUCH!

~Kimi