Vegeta opened his eyes and panicked. He was in his old room, the stars painted on the ceiling. Five year old Vegeta looked at him.
"Father would kill you if he found out you loved a human." Boy Vegeta said simply. Vegeta laughed.
"No, I'm stronger than him."
"WHAT?! How? Father is the strongest one ever!"
"I can- oh never mind. Just watch." Vegeta stood up. His ki flared up around him, a light blue, then gold, his hair ignited into golden flames. His muscles bulged slightly. Little Vegeta fell off the chair, screaming.
"You're a monster aren't you?"
Vegeta shot a look of wonder at the boy's face. "You don't know of Super Saiyajins?" The little one shook his head, then his eyes widened.
"You have become more powerful than my father?! How? Teach me!"
Vegeta shook his head. "It takes a lifetime of dedicated training."
"DAD! COME SEE THIS!!!"
"NO!" Vegeta lunged and covered the boy's mouth. "He will not know." He powered down. "Not now, not ever." The little boy nodded and King Vegeta walked in.
"Let him go! I'll kill you!" He screeched. Vegeta threw the boy out the window and stormed past the King.
"Whatever," he said, walking out by the king. He went into a room nearby and stopped in his tracks. Bulma's body was being prepared, as a royal family member would be.
Tybalt looked up as Vegeta entered as a SSJ. "So, you reached it I presume?"
"Yes." Vegeta walked over to the side of the obsidian coffin. The inside was covered with silken jade. Bulma was wearing a jade body suit that split down the front to show a fair amount of alabaster cleavage. It was covered in tiny black dragons, and the royal house seal was on the left arm of the suit.
"Thank you Tybalt," Dr. Briefs said.
"It's no problem. She died an honorable death according to you, she deserves only the best. But…Vegeta…there is something I must talk with you about. Follow me." Tybalt left, his butt-length green hair swaying slightly, drawing the eyes of the females in the room. Vegeta followed sullenly.
Tybalt pulled him into a small closet. "Is there a reason we're in a closet?"
"Yes, Vegeta, there is. You've mated with her, haven't you?"
Vegeta reeled. "Shit! Tybalt, how?"
"She smells of you, in more ways then one. Now, answer my Damn question!"
Vegeta nodded meekly, remembering how he had finally broken down.
Vegeta walked out of the GR. He heard Bulma singing lightly, her
voice floating down from the bathroom.
He stalked into the kitchen, trying to block out her voice.
Her image kept floating in his eyes.
Dammit!
She wasn't leaving him alone. Her image, her body, her curves,
every aspect of her was invading him! He hated it!
He slammed his fist onto the table and heard the water turn off.
He listened, as her footsteps became closer.
She appeared in the room, wearing nothing but a towel.
He felt himself becoming aroused. He couldn't keep his eyes off her.
Why was this happening to him now!
"Vegeta? Are you alright?"
He stood up and was suddenly directly in front of her. She gasped.
He inhaled deeply, the scent of apple shampoo filling his nostrils.
"Vegeta?" She whispered again, worriedly.
"Yes?"
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing…"
She walked over to the counter and placed the Mayo into the fridge.
He sneaked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Her entire body tensed up. He breathed down her neck.
"You smell good."
She turned in his embrace. "V...Vegeta?"
He pressed his lips against hers. At first, she struggled, then she relaxed in
the lusty kiss.
He placed his hands on the top of the towel and shoved it down.
Her nipples hardened as the cold air hit them.
He kept his lips against hers as he lifted her up, leaving the towel on the floor,
and headed to her room for a night neither would forget
Tybalt looked sadly at Vegeta. "What did you have to tell me?" Vegeta snarled.
"Vegeta…your mate was pregnant."
Vegeta looked at Tybalt. He slid down the wall, mouth silently hanging open.
"I have told no one but you Vegeta."
Vegeta closed his eyes, trying to block away the sound of his soul. Tybalt sat down next to Vegeta; he grasped his hand.
"Vegeta, I'm so sorry." Vegeta nodded, feeling an odd burning sensation in his chest. Heart Break? Vegeta stumbled to his feet and left Tybalt standing alone. He ran back to Bulma's casket, now being surrounded by black flowers.
"OUT!" Vegeta bellowed. "GET OUT NOW!" Everyone ran for cover. He walked over to Bulma's body. Ceremoniously embalmed, she looked as if she were sleeping. It wasn't fair.
Tybalt's light footsteps and his scent of fall filled the room. "There is nothing you can do Vegeta, you must let her…them…go."
"Is there anyway you could save the embryo?"
"Here." Tybalt handed him a small vial of fluid. "The embryo is inside, still living. But it will run of nutrients and oxygen soon if we do not find another birth method."
"What about the mechanical females?" Vegeta asked, remembering the tubes that they would place embryos in if life birth were not opted for.
"Yes, we could do that. Come." They left, again. Now, they headed towards the labs in the highest level of the palace. They flew up.
"Lord Tybalt! What brings you to the embryo labs?"
"This," Tybalt handed the tech the vial. "I want it to be put in the mechanical females." The tech nodded and took the embryo from the vial with a needle, the injected it into the tube. They watched as the blue fluid inside the tube changed color, to a clearish gray.
"It is not a pure Saiyajin?"
"No, but that is none of your concern. How long will it take?"
"Nine months," said Kushiel, one of the female techs, "according to the computer."
"How many of our months?"
"Three."
"Good, do not do any research on that, am I clear? If I find out you did…" He let it hang. The techs nodded, knowing his wrath all to well.
Tybalt and Vegeta flew out. They landed in the garden.
"News of your flaming hair and your insane power has gotten all over the world."
"Really?"
"Yes, you are a legend, the start of a legend here."
Vegeta looked at him. "Really? How far behind is this world?"
"Technologically, it is ahead of yours, strength wise, you people are far ahead of it."
Vegeta shook his head. He could not believe all that had happened.
"Tybalt…How will I get the others back?"
"I'm not sure, you may need to stay…a long, long time."