Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.

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Chapter Seven; Love and Warmth

Six years later...

Vegeta was training in his gravity chamber like he had every night since Bulma had built it for him over five years ago. This was a lot easier than using weights. He had gotten much stronger since the wedding, and been very determined to train because of his protective instincts. He tried constantly to make an outward appearance like he hated his life, and hadn't changed since he'd first come to this planet, but that was just a show for the public. Truely, he was happy to be alive. He loved his life and his mate. He didn't know what he'd do without her.

"Vegeta, dinners ready.", Bulma's voice came from inside.

"Hold on, woman. I've got to get in the shower first." Woman had kind of become her nick-name he didn't mean anything bad by it, but just didn't want to get into the habbit of calling her honey in front of the various people that always filled his house.

He took a shower, than went to the dinner table. "Hay, Vegeta.", she said with a big smile. She had been acting very strange lately.

"Yes?", he said, scooping out a large portion of the mushy rice dish.

"I invited the Son's over for dinner.", she said

"Oh, why did you have to do that?! I'm telling you, that half-breed brat thinks he's better than me.", Vegeta said.

"Gohan is three years old, Vegeta.", Bulma said.

"Yeah, and already on a nine-year-old reading level. I can't even read English that good, and the kid knows it."

"Vegeta, he's doing his best to be your friend. He doesn't think he's better than you.", Bulma said, putting her arms around his neck from the back of his chair.

"Do you mind?", he said, "I'm trying to eat."

She sighed, and let go. "Vegeta, you should really wait for them to get here before you eat."

"To late.", he said before digging in.

"Well it doesn't matter. I'm sure they won't be surprized."

"What is that supposed to mean?", he asked.

"You have no manners, and everyone already knows it."

"Hmpf. What's the point of arguing with you anyway? I din't care what you think.", he said.

The doorbell rang. "I'll get it.", said Bulma.

"No, let me be 'polite'.", he teased.

He opened the front door. "Hello again, Kakarot."

"Hay, Vegeta! What's up!?"

"The sky. Now come in."

"Hay good one. Gohan has something to give you. Go ahead, Gohan.", Kakarot said to his son.

"Here, Mr. Vegeta. My mom made a cake for dessert." Gohan handed him the platter.

"Thanks, Gohan." He turned to Kakarot's wife, and nodded. "Chi-chi."

"Your welcome.", Gohan said shyly.

"Well come in." Vegeta walked in, put the cake on the table, and continued eating, while Bulma served the guests.

"Wow! Thanks, Bulma! It's great.", Kakarot said, eating much more quickly than him. Gohan began eating at about the same rate as Vegeta.

"Sensible bites, Gohan.", Chi-chi said.

"Sorry, Mom." That poor kid. She had him whipped and starved. It was as if she didn't even know he was part Saiya-jin. Vegeta had heard that the kid studied constantly, and wasn't permitted to train. What kind of Saiya-jin would he become?

"Well, I'm done.", Vegeta said, getting up, and walking back to the gravity room. How Kakarots whole family annoyed him.

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"Ah, Goku. The years just fly by, don't they?", Bulma said with stars in her eyes.

"Yeah, Bulma." He almost asked her if she was feeling ok. She had been acting strange lately.

"It seems like just yesterday that we were searching for the dragonballs, and fighting Yamcha, and Pilaf. So much has changed since then, hasn't it?", Bulma continued.

"Your darn right.", Goku said, wandering what was up.

"Um, excuse me.", she said, "I'll be right back." She got up, and left.

"Wow, Chi-chi, Bulma sure is acting strange today. I wonder what's up."

"I think I know.", Chi-chi replied.

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Vegeta heard a knock on his gravity chamber door. "Yes?!", he asked.

"Vegeta, turn off the gravity.", Bulma said.

"Fine, woman, what is it?!" He turned off the gravity, and the door slid open.

She rapped her arms around his neck, and began kissing him all over the face and neck. "I love you, Vegeta."

"Bulma!", he said, pushing her off, "Stop it! What if Kakarot or his woman or brat were to stroll past this door right now? That's it woman! You've been acting strange lately. What is wrong with you?!"

She walked over and touched his face, smiling, "I'm pregnant, Vegeta.", she said.

His legs went out from under him, and he fell over right there. Sitting on the floor, and shivering, he said, "Y-your sure?"

"Yes, Vegeta. I love you so much." She sat on the floor, and hugged him. He hugged her back, feeling a mixture of happiness , shock, and confusion. He had long ago given up all hopes of carrying his gene into the future. The royal line would live on! But that wasn't the most wonderful part. He felt a love for Bulma, and he would love his child not only as Saiya-jin royalty, but as his son or daugter. He hugged her, and kissed her, as he felt his once-forsaken world get a lot fuller.

"Hay, Bulma, Gohan can't find the-", Kakarot said from the door. He put up his hands, and backed up. "I am so sorry. Really, I am. I shouldn't have-"

"Goku.", Bulma said.

"Yeah?"

"I'm havng a baby!", she yelled. Vegeta felt his face redden, as he smiled up at Kakarot, proud of his new family.

"I'm going to be a father." He felt a warmth flow through his every nerve saying those words for the first time. He was...speachless.

"Congratulations.", Goku said.

Vegeta looked into the eyes of hit wife, and repeated it, mostly just to hear it again, "I'm going to be a father."

"I know.", Bulma said hugging him.

"I should get out of here.", Goku said, walking away.

"I love you, Bulma Briefs.", he said, gently stroking her face.

"I love you too, Vegeta." They hugged again, and Vegeta had his while family there. He felt a love and warmth flow through his once-cold heart at that moment that he never would have predicted he'd feel in a thousand years.

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From The Author: Once again, sorry for all of the mushy stuff. Was it predictable? Tell me, please. Thankyou! ^_*