chapter the seventh
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A month it had been ever since Vegeta's fate changing decision, and he and Bulma's bond was just as strong and maybe even stronger--yet it was still growing. And they had managed to keep their relationship secret from Bulma's parents and friends ever since they had gotten hooked up. Today Bulma was working on the outfit for the rest of the Z-Warriors. She was startled when Vegeta came up beside her and just stopped. "How's the project going?" He asked, his stony voice without a hint of feeling. Bulma looked up and smiled at the man she had grown to love. "It's going great, baby. But you should be the judge of whether it's really good or not. Try it on." Bulma told him, stepping back and handing him the uniform.
"O.K.....it looks fine....and I don't feel like trying it on now. I'll get to it. I just wanted to know if you'd like to come somewhere with me today?" Vegeta said.Bulma folded up the uniform and placed it on her workbench. Then she studied Vegeta's face carefully. "Hmm... I DO have a lot to do...but I guess my boyfriend is more important than any of that. Right, BOYFRIEND?" Bulma inquired, answered by a quick nod from Vegeta. Bulma set her tools back down on the workbench. "Oh, and how are you doing pain-wise? I haven't asked you in a week!" She said. Vegeta came up and hugged her as tight as he could, then bent down and locked lips with her. "It's going just fine. I only feel pain down in my joints very rarely now." He said. Bulma hugged him tight to. "Well, I guess that's a good thing. We can go somewhere in a little while. I hafta go and eat something." She said. She released him from her hug and then walked out of the laboratorie. Vegeta pranced after her. "Hurry up so I can take you." He said. Bulma didn't say anything, but slammed the door in his face. He realized this meant she did NOT want him to be bothering her right now so he just slunk away and went into the kitchen to meet her there. But she didn't show up in the kitchen after 15 minutes. "She told me she'd come here...and she didn't. That means she lied." He said to himself. He stalked out of the kitchen and went to find her. He found her in the living room watching her dance show. "You said you were eating!" He whined.
Bulma brandished up the popcorn bowl she was holding. "I'm eating. See?" Vegeta rolled his eyes and stomped his foot. "But you didn't say you would be eating AND watching T.V!!" He protested. "Now it'll take you longer and then we'll hafta stay home longer!!" Bulma crunched some popcorn in her mouth. "Where is it you're planning on taking me? Because if you're taking me to a stupid carnival or something...then I just might hafta protest!!" She said. Vegeta sat on the end of the couch farthest from her. "I....it's a surprise." He told her. "A big, fat, surprise." He stuck his fist inside the popcorn bowl and emerged with a whole handfull of popcorn. He shoved it in his mouth and chewed it all up good.
"Oh, O.K then!" Bulma sighed as she turned off the T.V. "I'll come with you right now. But you'd better not whine to me the whole time that we are out wherever we're going." She walked outside to wait for Vegeta as she sat in the car. "Hurry up and get out here!!" She yelled before shutting the door. Vegeta secretly went into her room and grabbed her leotard, then shoved it in his shirt. It made him look like he had a fat stomach from where he put it. He wasen't thinking about how he'd look, though, and he tramped out. Bulma instantly saw and was moritfied. "Vegeta what happened to YOU?" She asked. "I know that people don't gain weight in 30 seconds!!" Vegeta looked down and noticed the leotard shoved into his shirt was making it look like he was fat. He slapped his forehead. "aw well..I guess I hafta tell you the surprise then." He said. He pulled her leotarde out of his shirt and the look on Bulma's face was pure glee. "My leotard!! Are you getting me...dancing lessons?" She asked. Vegeta nodded. "Mm-Hm." He said. Bulma smiled really big. "Thanks, baby. Now get in the car before I blow a fuse." Vegeta sadly got into the car. "I thought you'd be a lot happier about it. You don't act phased at all." Vegeta said to her. Bulma laughed. "Vegeta, for your information, I took dancing lessons when I was a little girl. I ended up getting made fun of because I coulden't dance, so I quit. I still can't dance now, but I'm not refusing lessons that you got for me." She said. Vegeta totally ignored the sweetness of this comment. He was staring ahead and reflecting upon what she'd just told him.
"YOU? Failed miserably in dancing? That's impossible! You're so limber and long-legged that you'd look elegant and graceful, not clumsy like an elephant. Me, I'm so short and-" Bulma stopped him before he could diss himself. "I just wasen't much FOR it. But, like I said, because you wanted me to, I'll take the stupid lessons." Then she started up to car. Vegeta was looking down at his hands in his lap and studiying them. "Oh.O.K. You don't hafta take the lessons if you don't want to." He grumbled. "But it does make me awfully mad." Bulma laughed and placed a hand on his hand. "I'll take them, baby, O.K?" She said. One thing Vegeta didn't like about her being his girl was that she called him 'baby' or 'sweetie' or 'cupcake' instead of his real name. He liked these pet names sometimes though. Bulma finally started to drive. Vegeta was enjoying the wind in his hair and on his face because they were in a Corvette when they stopped at the ocean. "What're we doing here? I thought we were going to dancing lessons..." Vegeta said. Bulma patted his leg. "O.K, O.K, hold your water! We can go to dancing lessons AFTER we go swimming." She said. Vegeta smiled as Bulma gave him his really tight swim trunks from the back of the corvette. She grabbed her own very skimpy bikini and then got out of the car. She came over to the other side and opened to door for Vegeta, who was protesting about swimming.
When Vegeta got his swim trunks on he saw Bulma in her bikini waiting for him. "You ready?" She asked. Vegeta shook his head and made a pouty face. Bulma grabbed his hands. "What's the matter cupcake?" She asked. Vegeta growled and turned his face away. "I don't want to go swimming!!" He whined. Then he kicked some sand and stomped his small feet. "Stop that! Now, why don't you want to go swimming?" Bulma asked. Vegeta stomped his feet angrily once more. "Because it sounds boring!!" He said. But Bulma grabbed his hand and started to pull him tworeds the water. "Come on! Let's go; it'll be fun!" Bulma said. Vegeta sighed and tramped after her, leaving his footprints in the sand. He stepped on a couple of shells and cried out in pain.
Finally, the perilous journey across the beach was over and Vegeta was stepping into the water catiously. "Come on!!" Bulma called. She was already in the water and splashing around having fun. Vegeta took another little step and then just paused. "No. I don't want to." He pouted. Bulma sighed and waded up to him. "Why? It IS a little cold, but it'll be fine once you get in." Then she grasped his hand again. "Now come on before it gets dark!!" Vegeta shook his head. "NO way! Not with all the earthling scum! And there's so much creatures in there that could bite and sting me!!!" He said. Bulma went around to his back and then pushed him into the water. Vegeta fell on his hands and knees in the shallow water. He growled. Didn't she know she did NOT have the right to treat him like this? He pulled himself to sitting postion, the waterline just above his abs. He wasen't very deep in. "Are you certain that no sharks will rip off my legs?" Vegeta asked. Bulma helped him up. "No! I woulden't let that happen. Now come on!" Vegeta followed her out into the water until his toes weren't touching the sand. He was a very good swimmer; but the water was really cold and he was afraid that Bulma or he might get stung by some kind of earth water creature. He felt something brush by his stomach. "OHH NOOO!! BULMA, I FELT SOMETHING! HURRY UP AND GET OUT OF THE WATER!!" He screamed. Bulma laughed. "It was just a little fish, silly! I watched it!!" Vegeta calmed down and swam over to Bulma, where he grabbed her hand as he paddled his legs to stay afloat.
"Come out here, Vegeta! Come on!!" Bulma yelled at him. She was really far out in the water while Vegeta had wondered back up to the shallow part. He was sitting in the water and playing with some seashells. "No thanks. I'll just stay up here." He said. He picked up another pretty shell and admired it. Bulma groaned and had started swimming tworeds him, when she felt something brushing on her ankles. "What the hell?" She said, looking down. The next thing Vegeta heard was a terrible scream of pain. He jerked his head up and saw Bulma in the water, holding her leg and screaming with tears gushing down her face. "Bulma? What's the matter?!!" He asked. Bulma sucked in a breath of air. "SOMETHING STUNG ME! NOW GET YOUR @$$ OUT HERE AND HELP ME TO SHORE!!" Vegeta dropped the seashells and started to swim out tworeds her. When he reached her he grabbed her baby- style and carried her back up where he layed her on the sand. "My ankle." Bulma sobbed. Vegeta crawled down to her feet, where he picked up her right foot and looked at her ankle. There was a big, swollen, purple and black spot with little things that looked like needles in it. It was even more swollen and pussy around the little needles, and puss oozed out the holes where the needles were. "Oh, my gosh.." Vegeta said, covering his mouth. He reached down and touched one of the thingys, and was answered by a horrible scream of pain from his girlfriend. "DON'T TOUCH THEM YOU MORON!!" Bulma screamed. Vegeta was sad. "Sorry..." He said. "But I don't know what to do. I'm a saiyan, remember?" Bulma clenched her teeth and sucked in a breath of air. "I'm sorry I yelled. Now can you pick me up and put me on our beach towel? This sand sticking to my back isn't the most comfortable thing in the world." Vegeta came over and picked her up again being careful of her ankle. "What gotcha? It's a pretty weird looking bite." He exclaimed. "it's not a bite. It's a sting. Either a jellyfish or a sea urchin got me." She said. Vegeta layed her down on the towel and sat by her. "What do I do now?" He asked. He saw Bulma's face break out in a smile. "Pee on it." She said. Vegeta smiled too. "That's very funny. Now tell me what I REALLY hafta do." He said. Bulma started to giggle. "Pee on it. I'm serious." She giggled. Vegeta looked at her face with a puzzled look on his own. "Why would I want to do something like that? Why would I NEED to do something like that? What purpose does it have?" He inquired. Bulma shrugged. "I dunno. But I always read in books that if you got stung by something that you suspect may be a sea urchin, pee neutralizes the poisen. Then you take the person to the emergency room." She said. Vegeta nodded and stood up, turning his back to Bulma. Then he crouched over her leg. Bulma heard his fly unzip, and then felt a warm liquid ooze over her foot. She felt like vomiting but she was laughing too hard to do so.
Soon Vegeta stood up and zipped his swim trunks back up. "Hokay. That's done." He said. "Want me to...wipe your foot off or something?" Bulma shook her head. "No. It's fine. Now could you fly me to the emergency room so they can look at it?" Vegeta crossed his arms. "Nuh uh. I don't want those scary people to jab YOU with needles too." He said. "I can take care of your sting by my- Bulma?" He saw Bulma's face grow flushed and her eyelids droop. "Bulma? What's the matter?" He asked. Bulma wiped her forehead with the back of her hand. "Vegeta, I need to go to the emergency room right now before I pass out. The poisen had some time to circulate before you peed on it and neutralized what was close to my skin." She said. Vegeta nodded. "I'll fly you there. We can get the car later." He picked her up baby style and flew off with her.
She was on an examination table and the doctor was just about to look at her foot. "O.K Bulma...this might hurt but I want you to be very still. O.K?" The doctor asked. "We hafta get those needles out of your foot, and then suck the poisen from around the sting." Bulma nodded and he walked over to her foot. "You'd better not make her scream, DOC." Vegeta threatened. The doctor just stared at him. "OH...Okay." He said. "I can try." He grabbed some tweesers and closed them around one of the needles. Bulma drew in a breath of air. "You O.K?" Vegeta asked. Bulma grabbed his hand. "I'm fine, cupcake, with you standing there." She said. She kissed his hand. "Don't worry." She reassured as the doctor plucked one out. Vegeta saw her face turn red and tears rush to her eyes, but she tried to keep her cool so Vegeta woulden't get overreactive. "See? That didn't hurt me at all." Bulma lied. Vegeta nodded. "Yeah. Sure. Didn't hurt my @$$. You're about to cry. Hey! Doctor person! Be a bit more careful!!" He said. The doctor looked at him as he picked another one out. Bulma didn't squeeze his hand near as hard this time in order to keep the doctor safe. When he picked out the third one she didn't squeeze at all. "What is it that got me?" Bulma asked. "Sea Urchin." The doctor answered, coming over with a poisen pump. He sucked up the skin on the sting and started to pump it. "Now, Bulma, you might be sick a couple of days after this. If you end up sick, just stay in bed and you should be fine." The doctor said when he finished. "And be careful. If it takes you suddenly and causes you to faint you might accidently fall on something." Bulma nodded. "K."
Vegeta helped her to a stand, taking the weight off the punctured foot. "Hold me up so I don't fall, Veggie." Bulma told Vegeta. Vegeta ignored what she had just called him and helped her out of the emergency room.
When they had gotten the car back and was driving home, Vegeta started jumping in his seat. "Bulma, you passed the dance studio!! Turn back, turn back!!" He hollered. Bulma placed a hand on his leg. "Vegeta, I'm sorry baby...but I can't dance with this sting on my foot. Sorry again." She said. Vegeta's eyes widened. "What did you just tell me?" He asked. "I said I can't possibly take dancing lessons with my foot hurt." She told him. Vegeta all the sudden felt very mad. Not mad at Bulma, but mad at the ocean and that stupid doctor. "Oh...It's O.K." He said. He managed to hide his anger pretty well in that sentence. "We can go....next week if there isn't too much to do. O.K?" Bulma asked. But Vegeta didn't answer. He turned his head the other way and looked out the window. Bulma just let him sit like that the whole ride home.
When they got back to Capsule Corporation Vegeta went and threw himself on the love seat. He was still relatively irratated that Bulma had said they weren't to go to the dancing studio. And he had spent all that time making reservations! He kicked his feet a little. Bulma grabbed the remote and turned on 'Star Trek' for Vegeta. "I'm so sorry Vegeta! Don't be sad!!" Bulma told him. "Now make room for me on the loveseat." Vegeta growled and shook his head. "Uh Uh. I'm staying right here. I'm tired of being ordered around." He griped. Bulma sighed and grabbed him under the arms, where she lifted him and made him sit. Then she jumped in the spot beside Vegeta. "Let's just watch Star Trek and speak no more of this." Bulma said. Vegeta and her watched Star Trek.
Vegeta was resting his eyes on the couch as Bulma was in the kitchen making them some popcorn. It wasen't long before he realized that she had been in there for about 20 minutes. "BULMA, I WANTED POPCORN TODAY, NOT NEXT YEAR!!" He shouted. But he didn't get any answer at all from Bulma. "Bulma?" He asked. She still didn't answer. Then the image of what the doctor said about her getting sick flashed through his mind. "Bu-BULMA!!" He yelled, and sprung to his feet. He went into the kitchen and found her on the floor out cold. "Oh my goodness!" He said. He covered his mouth with his hands and chewed his nails. "Uh...Bulma...you need to get up." He said. She still didn't move so he nudged her with a foot. No dice. He grabbed a cup of water and poured it on her face, but she still didn't stir. "Oh great, what do I do?" He asked himself. He scooped her up baby style and layed her on her bed in her bedroom. "O.K, Bulma. Let's see if this works." He said. He grabbed some of her perfume off the dresser and waved it under her nose. She snapped awake.
"Vegeta? Baby? What happened? I remember making us some popcorn!" She said. "Did I fall asleep?" Vegeta put a pillow under her head and threw a serapi over her. "No. You passed out." He told her. Then he layed by her on the bed and hugged her up to him close. Bulma snuggled into him. "I don't feel very well." She said. "When I was making popcorn I remember starting to feel dizzy. The numbers on the microwave got blurry, and then I think that's when it happened." Vegeta nodded slolwey and then got up. "I'm gonna go...get the thermometer and some medicene. You stay right here in bed, O.K? I don't want you to kill yourself. That woulden't be a pretty sight." He got up and walked into the bathroom. He opened up the cabinet and looked inside. He didn't even know what medicene to get! He started squinting to read what the stuff said but because he didn't finish his lessons with Bulma, he wasen't completley litterate. It took him forever to read it all and figure out it was Tylenol. "This should work." He told himself. Then he grabbed the little weird digital thing, which the earthlings called a thermometer. Little did he know it woulden't be safe to give Bulma Tylonal in her condition. He walked back into the room and saw her putting her perfume back up. Or what was left of it. The room smelled like purfume. "Vegeta....You dumped my purfume." She said. Vegeta shrugged. "Sorry." He handed her the medicene. "I need some water." She said. Vegeta handed her a cup of water to swallow it with. "Here. Use thing thingy. I've seen you do it before." He said, handing her the thermometer. Bulma said 'thank you' and put it in her mouth.
"It says I'm running a small fever. I bet it's that dumb sting. I'll stay in bed like the doctor said." She layed down on her bed and covered up. Vegeta got in bed next to her and went to sleep hugging her.
The next day she was even worse. She was complaining of a stomach ache, a headache, and a coppery taste in her mouth. Vegeta didn't think that much sounded like it went along with poisen, though. He finally came into the room in which Bulma was resting in and told her what he thought. "Bulma....I think we should take you back to the doctor. He didn't say your stomach would hurt OR you'd have that coppery taste in your mouth." He said. Bulma was sitting up and watching 'Gone with the Wind.' She shoved a cracker in her mouth. Then she told Vegeta, "I threw up this morning." Vegeta looked at her really funny with worry in his eyes. "Really? You threw up?" He said. Bulma nodded. " 'Was violent too." She said. She took a drink of her Sprite. "Poor Bulma..." Vegeta said. He sat in bed next to her.
Several times he'd feel Bulma heave or something because his hand was resting on her stomach. "Is this normal? I don't think so." He said. Bulma patted his cheek and shoved another cracker in her mouth. "I'm fine, Vegeta. It's either a little bug or that poisen." After her ressurance, she ran into the bathroom to throw up. Vegeta followed her and rubbed her back as she heaved violently into the quimode. It really WAS violent; for tears were streaming down her face as she vomited. She was making really nasty noises too. When she was done she wrapped her arms around Vegeta's neck and hugged him as tight as she could. "Take me back to bed, please." She told him. Vegeta picked her up and carried her onto the bed. He layed down next to her and hugged up into her.
"Bulma, are you sure you're O.K? Perhaps you should go get a doctor's opinion." Vegeta told her as he wiped the puke off her face with a rag. Bulma saw him cringe. "Yes. I'm fine." She said, smiling at him. She ran her finger under his chin. Vegeta smiled back at her and layed his head on her chest. "Or at least I HOPE I'm fine. Hopefully it's that sting and not something serious like Salmonilla." She said, stroking his soft black hair. Vegeta kissed her shoulder. "I hope it's a little 24 hour bug so you won't be sick so long." He said.
As they were laying in this position, Mrs.Breifs walked in. Her eyes widened and she dropped her laundry. "Bulma? Vegeta? Am I inturrupting something?" She asked. Vegeta's head immedeantly snapped up from Bulma's chest and Bulma's hands were jerked out of his black mess of hair. "No! He was reaching across me trying to...turn on the T.V, and...fell! Yeah!" Bulma said. "We DEFININTLY weren't doing anything." Mrs.Breifs smiled. "Then how come you were stroking his hair like that?" She asked. When Bulma began stuttering to answer Vegeta jumped into the conversation. "Just forget about that for now and worry about your daughter. She's not feeling very well." He said. Mrs.Breifs walked over to Bulma. "You aren't? What's up?" She asked. Bulma sighed. "First of all, I've got this bad headache. And this horrid stomach ache, and I'm throwing up really violent. I've got a taste in my mouth that's coppery, and when I try to eat it barely has a taste." She said. Mrs.Breifs smiled and covered her mouth. "Oh...No." She said. Bulma shot up to sitting position really fast. "What?" She inquired. Mrs.Breifs just giggled. "Bulma, take my advice on this one and go see a doctor please." She said. "It could be something....serious." Then she walked out humming a tune. Vegeta stared after her and gave her the finger. "That's what I've been telling you!!" He hollered. "Now will you listen to me and go?" Bulma nodded. "Sure. I'll call and make the appointment." She said. So she did.
Later that evening Bulma was up and about. But she was still complaining about constant nausea, the coppery taste and tasteless food. But she didn't have her headache anymore and wasen't throwing up, so she felt about normal except for the stomach ache. She went into Vegeta's room and found him on the computer playing around with the controls. As soon as she came in Vegeta got up from the chair and walked over to her. "How's my girl, huh? You feeling better? You look like it!" He exclaimed happily, hugging her so tight her eyes bugged. Bulma hugged him back. "Yeah, I'm fine except for the nausea. It never stopped. But I'm not puking my guts up anymore." She told him. Vegeta kissed her cheek and then sat back down. "Hey, did you call the doctor like I told you to?" He asked. Bulma saw him change the picture on the computer's background to a bloody massacre. "Yes I did. He told me to come in and he'd give me a blood test and then just check things out. You wanna come with me tomorrow morning?" She asked, massaging his tense shoulders with her educated hands. Vegeta nodded. "Yes I'll come." He told her. "Be sure you wake me up. If you go without me I'll get mad." He said. Bulma bent down and kissed his forehead then left the room to cook dinner.
Vegeta and Bulma got into the doctor's office the next morning after waiting about an hour in the waiting room. "How are you doing today Bulma?" Asked her regular doctor, Dr.Jenkins. "I started throwing up again this morning doctor. I might need to use your bathroom several times so I can puke my guts up." Bulma said with a smile. Vegeta grabbed his girlfriend's hand and squeezed it. She lovingly squeezed it back and then sat on the examination table. "What again was the problem?" Dr.Jenkins asked. "See, I got stung by a sea urchin and I was expecting to at least start running a fever. But when I ALSO started throwing up and having this horrible coppery taste in my mouth and this headache, I knew it coulden't be only that. Yesterday morning I was throwing up like this and it stopped at about 12:00 noon. This morning it was up again. But yesterday even after I stopped throwing up I was still constantly nauseated. My boyfriend here has been really worried." Bulma explained. Then she took a deep breath. Dr.Jenkins nodded and then put a hand on his face, like most men who are thinking do. "Bulma, Is it O.K if I get some blood? I'll get it after the regular procedures." Dr.Jenkins said. Bulma nodded. "Sure. Take as much as you like." She said. Vegeta stood up. "Now don't tell me your gonna be poking her with needles and sh*t!!" He exclaimed. "If you harm her I'll break your nose!!" "Vegeta, calm down. Sit down and be a good boy for me." Bulma taunted. Vegeta, growling, took his place in a chair and crossed his arms across his chest. He watched the doctor take her blood pressure and listen to her heart and things before he left the room to get the needle.
"Bulma, I don't want him to poke you!" Vegeta whined as soon as the doctor was out of the room. Bulma laughed. "It'll be O.K. He's only ruling out something bad. I won't even cry I'll bet." She told Veggie. It wasen't long before he came back with the needle, and asked Bulma to lay her arm out. Vegeta cringed as the man stuck the needle into the crook of Bulma's arm. When he was all done he let them leave. "I wonder why they had to take blood. It's not like they needed to." She said. Vegeta shrugged as they went back home.
Once again, Bulma's vomiting stopped by 12:00 noon. But now she was sitting on the couch with a pillow hugged up to her stomach because the nausea was so bad. Vegeta walked in and found her like that. "Bulma? You Okay?" He asked. Bulma slowley shook her head and ran a hand through her affro hair. "No. I can't stand this freaking stomach ache one second more! I want my results to come in NOW, not in 3 days!!" She shouted. She punched the couch a little bit. Vegeta sat down beside her and wrapped his arm around her, then pulled her into him. She wrapped her arms around his musular body and buried her face in his side. "Please try not to throw up on me." Vegeta grumbled. Then he turned the T.V. on Bulma's dancing show. "Look! Here's your dancing show. Don't you want to watch it?" He asked. Bulma shook her head against his side. "No! I wanta sit here and hug you until my stomach ache goes away." She said. Vegeta shrugged. "Suit yourself." He said. "I'm watching Star Trek then." Bulma rubbed her face into his side once more and then turned to face the T.V. Vegeta placed a hand on her stomach and patted it. "I'm sure your stomach ache will go away over time, K? And I certainly hope it does because I've just about got all my buttons pushed from hearing you whine." he said. Bulma became very aware that the hand that HAD BEEN on her stomach was now creeping up her shirt. Bulma giggled. "Not on the COUCH! The other two times we did it we were in the shower and in my bed! Not in the open! Now get your hand off me." She said in a humorous tone. Vegeta pouted. "O.K." He said. Then he layed down and put his head in her lap. Bulma petted it as she watched her dance show. Vegeta rolled over and kissed her stomach. "Did I make it better?" He asked. Bulma shook her head. "No. Nobody can. I'm stuck with this stomach ache forever!!" She hollered, and threw herself on the floor.
3 days later Bulma was in the kitchen nibbling on some crackers. Her Geeta was out in the G.R. training and her parents were doing something else around the house so she was the only one in the room. As she was eating her phone rang. "Could it be-" She said to herself. She had been waiting all day for the test results to come. Could this be them? She picked up the receiver. "Hello?" She asked. "Hello, it's Dr.Jenkins here calling in about your test results." The doctor said. "Is this Bulma?"
"Yes."
"O.K. Then. I've got good news."
"O.K. Spill."
"Congratulations."
"WHAT?"
"You're pregnant, Bulma! Congratulations to you and your boyfriend! About one month along now."
Bulma smiled with glee and then thanked the doctor. "Thank you, thank you thank you!!" She shouted. " I'm so glad it's nothing serious!!" "Oh, don't thank me. Thank your boyfriend." Dr.Jenkins said. "Anyway, to get back on track, I'd like you to come in in about a week for a sonagram O.K?" Bulma was so happy she could cry. It made no difference to her whether her and Vegeta weren't married or not; she was going to have a baby with the man she loved and that was all that mattered to her. "Yes. O.K. Thank you again. Let me run out and tell my boyfriend the news. Bye Bye!!" She said. Then she hung up. "Yes! I'm gonna have a baby with Vegeta!!" She screamed. Then she ran out tworeds the G.R.
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A month it had been ever since Vegeta's fate changing decision, and he and Bulma's bond was just as strong and maybe even stronger--yet it was still growing. And they had managed to keep their relationship secret from Bulma's parents and friends ever since they had gotten hooked up. Today Bulma was working on the outfit for the rest of the Z-Warriors. She was startled when Vegeta came up beside her and just stopped. "How's the project going?" He asked, his stony voice without a hint of feeling. Bulma looked up and smiled at the man she had grown to love. "It's going great, baby. But you should be the judge of whether it's really good or not. Try it on." Bulma told him, stepping back and handing him the uniform.
"O.K.....it looks fine....and I don't feel like trying it on now. I'll get to it. I just wanted to know if you'd like to come somewhere with me today?" Vegeta said.Bulma folded up the uniform and placed it on her workbench. Then she studied Vegeta's face carefully. "Hmm... I DO have a lot to do...but I guess my boyfriend is more important than any of that. Right, BOYFRIEND?" Bulma inquired, answered by a quick nod from Vegeta. Bulma set her tools back down on the workbench. "Oh, and how are you doing pain-wise? I haven't asked you in a week!" She said. Vegeta came up and hugged her as tight as he could, then bent down and locked lips with her. "It's going just fine. I only feel pain down in my joints very rarely now." He said. Bulma hugged him tight to. "Well, I guess that's a good thing. We can go somewhere in a little while. I hafta go and eat something." She said. She released him from her hug and then walked out of the laboratorie. Vegeta pranced after her. "Hurry up so I can take you." He said. Bulma didn't say anything, but slammed the door in his face. He realized this meant she did NOT want him to be bothering her right now so he just slunk away and went into the kitchen to meet her there. But she didn't show up in the kitchen after 15 minutes. "She told me she'd come here...and she didn't. That means she lied." He said to himself. He stalked out of the kitchen and went to find her. He found her in the living room watching her dance show. "You said you were eating!" He whined.
Bulma brandished up the popcorn bowl she was holding. "I'm eating. See?" Vegeta rolled his eyes and stomped his foot. "But you didn't say you would be eating AND watching T.V!!" He protested. "Now it'll take you longer and then we'll hafta stay home longer!!" Bulma crunched some popcorn in her mouth. "Where is it you're planning on taking me? Because if you're taking me to a stupid carnival or something...then I just might hafta protest!!" She said. Vegeta sat on the end of the couch farthest from her. "I....it's a surprise." He told her. "A big, fat, surprise." He stuck his fist inside the popcorn bowl and emerged with a whole handfull of popcorn. He shoved it in his mouth and chewed it all up good.
"Oh, O.K then!" Bulma sighed as she turned off the T.V. "I'll come with you right now. But you'd better not whine to me the whole time that we are out wherever we're going." She walked outside to wait for Vegeta as she sat in the car. "Hurry up and get out here!!" She yelled before shutting the door. Vegeta secretly went into her room and grabbed her leotard, then shoved it in his shirt. It made him look like he had a fat stomach from where he put it. He wasen't thinking about how he'd look, though, and he tramped out. Bulma instantly saw and was moritfied. "Vegeta what happened to YOU?" She asked. "I know that people don't gain weight in 30 seconds!!" Vegeta looked down and noticed the leotard shoved into his shirt was making it look like he was fat. He slapped his forehead. "aw well..I guess I hafta tell you the surprise then." He said. He pulled her leotarde out of his shirt and the look on Bulma's face was pure glee. "My leotard!! Are you getting me...dancing lessons?" She asked. Vegeta nodded. "Mm-Hm." He said. Bulma smiled really big. "Thanks, baby. Now get in the car before I blow a fuse." Vegeta sadly got into the car. "I thought you'd be a lot happier about it. You don't act phased at all." Vegeta said to her. Bulma laughed. "Vegeta, for your information, I took dancing lessons when I was a little girl. I ended up getting made fun of because I coulden't dance, so I quit. I still can't dance now, but I'm not refusing lessons that you got for me." She said. Vegeta totally ignored the sweetness of this comment. He was staring ahead and reflecting upon what she'd just told him.
"YOU? Failed miserably in dancing? That's impossible! You're so limber and long-legged that you'd look elegant and graceful, not clumsy like an elephant. Me, I'm so short and-" Bulma stopped him before he could diss himself. "I just wasen't much FOR it. But, like I said, because you wanted me to, I'll take the stupid lessons." Then she started up to car. Vegeta was looking down at his hands in his lap and studiying them. "Oh.O.K. You don't hafta take the lessons if you don't want to." He grumbled. "But it does make me awfully mad." Bulma laughed and placed a hand on his hand. "I'll take them, baby, O.K?" She said. One thing Vegeta didn't like about her being his girl was that she called him 'baby' or 'sweetie' or 'cupcake' instead of his real name. He liked these pet names sometimes though. Bulma finally started to drive. Vegeta was enjoying the wind in his hair and on his face because they were in a Corvette when they stopped at the ocean. "What're we doing here? I thought we were going to dancing lessons..." Vegeta said. Bulma patted his leg. "O.K, O.K, hold your water! We can go to dancing lessons AFTER we go swimming." She said. Vegeta smiled as Bulma gave him his really tight swim trunks from the back of the corvette. She grabbed her own very skimpy bikini and then got out of the car. She came over to the other side and opened to door for Vegeta, who was protesting about swimming.
When Vegeta got his swim trunks on he saw Bulma in her bikini waiting for him. "You ready?" She asked. Vegeta shook his head and made a pouty face. Bulma grabbed his hands. "What's the matter cupcake?" She asked. Vegeta growled and turned his face away. "I don't want to go swimming!!" He whined. Then he kicked some sand and stomped his small feet. "Stop that! Now, why don't you want to go swimming?" Bulma asked. Vegeta stomped his feet angrily once more. "Because it sounds boring!!" He said. But Bulma grabbed his hand and started to pull him tworeds the water. "Come on! Let's go; it'll be fun!" Bulma said. Vegeta sighed and tramped after her, leaving his footprints in the sand. He stepped on a couple of shells and cried out in pain.
Finally, the perilous journey across the beach was over and Vegeta was stepping into the water catiously. "Come on!!" Bulma called. She was already in the water and splashing around having fun. Vegeta took another little step and then just paused. "No. I don't want to." He pouted. Bulma sighed and waded up to him. "Why? It IS a little cold, but it'll be fine once you get in." Then she grasped his hand again. "Now come on before it gets dark!!" Vegeta shook his head. "NO way! Not with all the earthling scum! And there's so much creatures in there that could bite and sting me!!!" He said. Bulma went around to his back and then pushed him into the water. Vegeta fell on his hands and knees in the shallow water. He growled. Didn't she know she did NOT have the right to treat him like this? He pulled himself to sitting postion, the waterline just above his abs. He wasen't very deep in. "Are you certain that no sharks will rip off my legs?" Vegeta asked. Bulma helped him up. "No! I woulden't let that happen. Now come on!" Vegeta followed her out into the water until his toes weren't touching the sand. He was a very good swimmer; but the water was really cold and he was afraid that Bulma or he might get stung by some kind of earth water creature. He felt something brush by his stomach. "OHH NOOO!! BULMA, I FELT SOMETHING! HURRY UP AND GET OUT OF THE WATER!!" He screamed. Bulma laughed. "It was just a little fish, silly! I watched it!!" Vegeta calmed down and swam over to Bulma, where he grabbed her hand as he paddled his legs to stay afloat.
"Come out here, Vegeta! Come on!!" Bulma yelled at him. She was really far out in the water while Vegeta had wondered back up to the shallow part. He was sitting in the water and playing with some seashells. "No thanks. I'll just stay up here." He said. He picked up another pretty shell and admired it. Bulma groaned and had started swimming tworeds him, when she felt something brushing on her ankles. "What the hell?" She said, looking down. The next thing Vegeta heard was a terrible scream of pain. He jerked his head up and saw Bulma in the water, holding her leg and screaming with tears gushing down her face. "Bulma? What's the matter?!!" He asked. Bulma sucked in a breath of air. "SOMETHING STUNG ME! NOW GET YOUR @$$ OUT HERE AND HELP ME TO SHORE!!" Vegeta dropped the seashells and started to swim out tworeds her. When he reached her he grabbed her baby- style and carried her back up where he layed her on the sand. "My ankle." Bulma sobbed. Vegeta crawled down to her feet, where he picked up her right foot and looked at her ankle. There was a big, swollen, purple and black spot with little things that looked like needles in it. It was even more swollen and pussy around the little needles, and puss oozed out the holes where the needles were. "Oh, my gosh.." Vegeta said, covering his mouth. He reached down and touched one of the thingys, and was answered by a horrible scream of pain from his girlfriend. "DON'T TOUCH THEM YOU MORON!!" Bulma screamed. Vegeta was sad. "Sorry..." He said. "But I don't know what to do. I'm a saiyan, remember?" Bulma clenched her teeth and sucked in a breath of air. "I'm sorry I yelled. Now can you pick me up and put me on our beach towel? This sand sticking to my back isn't the most comfortable thing in the world." Vegeta came over and picked her up again being careful of her ankle. "What gotcha? It's a pretty weird looking bite." He exclaimed. "it's not a bite. It's a sting. Either a jellyfish or a sea urchin got me." She said. Vegeta layed her down on the towel and sat by her. "What do I do now?" He asked. He saw Bulma's face break out in a smile. "Pee on it." She said. Vegeta smiled too. "That's very funny. Now tell me what I REALLY hafta do." He said. Bulma started to giggle. "Pee on it. I'm serious." She giggled. Vegeta looked at her face with a puzzled look on his own. "Why would I want to do something like that? Why would I NEED to do something like that? What purpose does it have?" He inquired. Bulma shrugged. "I dunno. But I always read in books that if you got stung by something that you suspect may be a sea urchin, pee neutralizes the poisen. Then you take the person to the emergency room." She said. Vegeta nodded and stood up, turning his back to Bulma. Then he crouched over her leg. Bulma heard his fly unzip, and then felt a warm liquid ooze over her foot. She felt like vomiting but she was laughing too hard to do so.
Soon Vegeta stood up and zipped his swim trunks back up. "Hokay. That's done." He said. "Want me to...wipe your foot off or something?" Bulma shook her head. "No. It's fine. Now could you fly me to the emergency room so they can look at it?" Vegeta crossed his arms. "Nuh uh. I don't want those scary people to jab YOU with needles too." He said. "I can take care of your sting by my- Bulma?" He saw Bulma's face grow flushed and her eyelids droop. "Bulma? What's the matter?" He asked. Bulma wiped her forehead with the back of her hand. "Vegeta, I need to go to the emergency room right now before I pass out. The poisen had some time to circulate before you peed on it and neutralized what was close to my skin." She said. Vegeta nodded. "I'll fly you there. We can get the car later." He picked her up baby style and flew off with her.
She was on an examination table and the doctor was just about to look at her foot. "O.K Bulma...this might hurt but I want you to be very still. O.K?" The doctor asked. "We hafta get those needles out of your foot, and then suck the poisen from around the sting." Bulma nodded and he walked over to her foot. "You'd better not make her scream, DOC." Vegeta threatened. The doctor just stared at him. "OH...Okay." He said. "I can try." He grabbed some tweesers and closed them around one of the needles. Bulma drew in a breath of air. "You O.K?" Vegeta asked. Bulma grabbed his hand. "I'm fine, cupcake, with you standing there." She said. She kissed his hand. "Don't worry." She reassured as the doctor plucked one out. Vegeta saw her face turn red and tears rush to her eyes, but she tried to keep her cool so Vegeta woulden't get overreactive. "See? That didn't hurt me at all." Bulma lied. Vegeta nodded. "Yeah. Sure. Didn't hurt my @$$. You're about to cry. Hey! Doctor person! Be a bit more careful!!" He said. The doctor looked at him as he picked another one out. Bulma didn't squeeze his hand near as hard this time in order to keep the doctor safe. When he picked out the third one she didn't squeeze at all. "What is it that got me?" Bulma asked. "Sea Urchin." The doctor answered, coming over with a poisen pump. He sucked up the skin on the sting and started to pump it. "Now, Bulma, you might be sick a couple of days after this. If you end up sick, just stay in bed and you should be fine." The doctor said when he finished. "And be careful. If it takes you suddenly and causes you to faint you might accidently fall on something." Bulma nodded. "K."
Vegeta helped her to a stand, taking the weight off the punctured foot. "Hold me up so I don't fall, Veggie." Bulma told Vegeta. Vegeta ignored what she had just called him and helped her out of the emergency room.
When they had gotten the car back and was driving home, Vegeta started jumping in his seat. "Bulma, you passed the dance studio!! Turn back, turn back!!" He hollered. Bulma placed a hand on his leg. "Vegeta, I'm sorry baby...but I can't dance with this sting on my foot. Sorry again." She said. Vegeta's eyes widened. "What did you just tell me?" He asked. "I said I can't possibly take dancing lessons with my foot hurt." She told him. Vegeta all the sudden felt very mad. Not mad at Bulma, but mad at the ocean and that stupid doctor. "Oh...It's O.K." He said. He managed to hide his anger pretty well in that sentence. "We can go....next week if there isn't too much to do. O.K?" Bulma asked. But Vegeta didn't answer. He turned his head the other way and looked out the window. Bulma just let him sit like that the whole ride home.
When they got back to Capsule Corporation Vegeta went and threw himself on the love seat. He was still relatively irratated that Bulma had said they weren't to go to the dancing studio. And he had spent all that time making reservations! He kicked his feet a little. Bulma grabbed the remote and turned on 'Star Trek' for Vegeta. "I'm so sorry Vegeta! Don't be sad!!" Bulma told him. "Now make room for me on the loveseat." Vegeta growled and shook his head. "Uh Uh. I'm staying right here. I'm tired of being ordered around." He griped. Bulma sighed and grabbed him under the arms, where she lifted him and made him sit. Then she jumped in the spot beside Vegeta. "Let's just watch Star Trek and speak no more of this." Bulma said. Vegeta and her watched Star Trek.
Vegeta was resting his eyes on the couch as Bulma was in the kitchen making them some popcorn. It wasen't long before he realized that she had been in there for about 20 minutes. "BULMA, I WANTED POPCORN TODAY, NOT NEXT YEAR!!" He shouted. But he didn't get any answer at all from Bulma. "Bulma?" He asked. She still didn't answer. Then the image of what the doctor said about her getting sick flashed through his mind. "Bu-BULMA!!" He yelled, and sprung to his feet. He went into the kitchen and found her on the floor out cold. "Oh my goodness!" He said. He covered his mouth with his hands and chewed his nails. "Uh...Bulma...you need to get up." He said. She still didn't move so he nudged her with a foot. No dice. He grabbed a cup of water and poured it on her face, but she still didn't stir. "Oh great, what do I do?" He asked himself. He scooped her up baby style and layed her on her bed in her bedroom. "O.K, Bulma. Let's see if this works." He said. He grabbed some of her perfume off the dresser and waved it under her nose. She snapped awake.
"Vegeta? Baby? What happened? I remember making us some popcorn!" She said. "Did I fall asleep?" Vegeta put a pillow under her head and threw a serapi over her. "No. You passed out." He told her. Then he layed by her on the bed and hugged her up to him close. Bulma snuggled into him. "I don't feel very well." She said. "When I was making popcorn I remember starting to feel dizzy. The numbers on the microwave got blurry, and then I think that's when it happened." Vegeta nodded slolwey and then got up. "I'm gonna go...get the thermometer and some medicene. You stay right here in bed, O.K? I don't want you to kill yourself. That woulden't be a pretty sight." He got up and walked into the bathroom. He opened up the cabinet and looked inside. He didn't even know what medicene to get! He started squinting to read what the stuff said but because he didn't finish his lessons with Bulma, he wasen't completley litterate. It took him forever to read it all and figure out it was Tylenol. "This should work." He told himself. Then he grabbed the little weird digital thing, which the earthlings called a thermometer. Little did he know it woulden't be safe to give Bulma Tylonal in her condition. He walked back into the room and saw her putting her perfume back up. Or what was left of it. The room smelled like purfume. "Vegeta....You dumped my purfume." She said. Vegeta shrugged. "Sorry." He handed her the medicene. "I need some water." She said. Vegeta handed her a cup of water to swallow it with. "Here. Use thing thingy. I've seen you do it before." He said, handing her the thermometer. Bulma said 'thank you' and put it in her mouth.
"It says I'm running a small fever. I bet it's that dumb sting. I'll stay in bed like the doctor said." She layed down on her bed and covered up. Vegeta got in bed next to her and went to sleep hugging her.
The next day she was even worse. She was complaining of a stomach ache, a headache, and a coppery taste in her mouth. Vegeta didn't think that much sounded like it went along with poisen, though. He finally came into the room in which Bulma was resting in and told her what he thought. "Bulma....I think we should take you back to the doctor. He didn't say your stomach would hurt OR you'd have that coppery taste in your mouth." He said. Bulma was sitting up and watching 'Gone with the Wind.' She shoved a cracker in her mouth. Then she told Vegeta, "I threw up this morning." Vegeta looked at her really funny with worry in his eyes. "Really? You threw up?" He said. Bulma nodded. " 'Was violent too." She said. She took a drink of her Sprite. "Poor Bulma..." Vegeta said. He sat in bed next to her.
Several times he'd feel Bulma heave or something because his hand was resting on her stomach. "Is this normal? I don't think so." He said. Bulma patted his cheek and shoved another cracker in her mouth. "I'm fine, Vegeta. It's either a little bug or that poisen." After her ressurance, she ran into the bathroom to throw up. Vegeta followed her and rubbed her back as she heaved violently into the quimode. It really WAS violent; for tears were streaming down her face as she vomited. She was making really nasty noises too. When she was done she wrapped her arms around Vegeta's neck and hugged him as tight as she could. "Take me back to bed, please." She told him. Vegeta picked her up and carried her onto the bed. He layed down next to her and hugged up into her.
"Bulma, are you sure you're O.K? Perhaps you should go get a doctor's opinion." Vegeta told her as he wiped the puke off her face with a rag. Bulma saw him cringe. "Yes. I'm fine." She said, smiling at him. She ran her finger under his chin. Vegeta smiled back at her and layed his head on her chest. "Or at least I HOPE I'm fine. Hopefully it's that sting and not something serious like Salmonilla." She said, stroking his soft black hair. Vegeta kissed her shoulder. "I hope it's a little 24 hour bug so you won't be sick so long." He said.
As they were laying in this position, Mrs.Breifs walked in. Her eyes widened and she dropped her laundry. "Bulma? Vegeta? Am I inturrupting something?" She asked. Vegeta's head immedeantly snapped up from Bulma's chest and Bulma's hands were jerked out of his black mess of hair. "No! He was reaching across me trying to...turn on the T.V, and...fell! Yeah!" Bulma said. "We DEFININTLY weren't doing anything." Mrs.Breifs smiled. "Then how come you were stroking his hair like that?" She asked. When Bulma began stuttering to answer Vegeta jumped into the conversation. "Just forget about that for now and worry about your daughter. She's not feeling very well." He said. Mrs.Breifs walked over to Bulma. "You aren't? What's up?" She asked. Bulma sighed. "First of all, I've got this bad headache. And this horrid stomach ache, and I'm throwing up really violent. I've got a taste in my mouth that's coppery, and when I try to eat it barely has a taste." She said. Mrs.Breifs smiled and covered her mouth. "Oh...No." She said. Bulma shot up to sitting position really fast. "What?" She inquired. Mrs.Breifs just giggled. "Bulma, take my advice on this one and go see a doctor please." She said. "It could be something....serious." Then she walked out humming a tune. Vegeta stared after her and gave her the finger. "That's what I've been telling you!!" He hollered. "Now will you listen to me and go?" Bulma nodded. "Sure. I'll call and make the appointment." She said. So she did.
Later that evening Bulma was up and about. But she was still complaining about constant nausea, the coppery taste and tasteless food. But she didn't have her headache anymore and wasen't throwing up, so she felt about normal except for the stomach ache. She went into Vegeta's room and found him on the computer playing around with the controls. As soon as she came in Vegeta got up from the chair and walked over to her. "How's my girl, huh? You feeling better? You look like it!" He exclaimed happily, hugging her so tight her eyes bugged. Bulma hugged him back. "Yeah, I'm fine except for the nausea. It never stopped. But I'm not puking my guts up anymore." She told him. Vegeta kissed her cheek and then sat back down. "Hey, did you call the doctor like I told you to?" He asked. Bulma saw him change the picture on the computer's background to a bloody massacre. "Yes I did. He told me to come in and he'd give me a blood test and then just check things out. You wanna come with me tomorrow morning?" She asked, massaging his tense shoulders with her educated hands. Vegeta nodded. "Yes I'll come." He told her. "Be sure you wake me up. If you go without me I'll get mad." He said. Bulma bent down and kissed his forehead then left the room to cook dinner.
Vegeta and Bulma got into the doctor's office the next morning after waiting about an hour in the waiting room. "How are you doing today Bulma?" Asked her regular doctor, Dr.Jenkins. "I started throwing up again this morning doctor. I might need to use your bathroom several times so I can puke my guts up." Bulma said with a smile. Vegeta grabbed his girlfriend's hand and squeezed it. She lovingly squeezed it back and then sat on the examination table. "What again was the problem?" Dr.Jenkins asked. "See, I got stung by a sea urchin and I was expecting to at least start running a fever. But when I ALSO started throwing up and having this horrible coppery taste in my mouth and this headache, I knew it coulden't be only that. Yesterday morning I was throwing up like this and it stopped at about 12:00 noon. This morning it was up again. But yesterday even after I stopped throwing up I was still constantly nauseated. My boyfriend here has been really worried." Bulma explained. Then she took a deep breath. Dr.Jenkins nodded and then put a hand on his face, like most men who are thinking do. "Bulma, Is it O.K if I get some blood? I'll get it after the regular procedures." Dr.Jenkins said. Bulma nodded. "Sure. Take as much as you like." She said. Vegeta stood up. "Now don't tell me your gonna be poking her with needles and sh*t!!" He exclaimed. "If you harm her I'll break your nose!!" "Vegeta, calm down. Sit down and be a good boy for me." Bulma taunted. Vegeta, growling, took his place in a chair and crossed his arms across his chest. He watched the doctor take her blood pressure and listen to her heart and things before he left the room to get the needle.
"Bulma, I don't want him to poke you!" Vegeta whined as soon as the doctor was out of the room. Bulma laughed. "It'll be O.K. He's only ruling out something bad. I won't even cry I'll bet." She told Veggie. It wasen't long before he came back with the needle, and asked Bulma to lay her arm out. Vegeta cringed as the man stuck the needle into the crook of Bulma's arm. When he was all done he let them leave. "I wonder why they had to take blood. It's not like they needed to." She said. Vegeta shrugged as they went back home.
Once again, Bulma's vomiting stopped by 12:00 noon. But now she was sitting on the couch with a pillow hugged up to her stomach because the nausea was so bad. Vegeta walked in and found her like that. "Bulma? You Okay?" He asked. Bulma slowley shook her head and ran a hand through her affro hair. "No. I can't stand this freaking stomach ache one second more! I want my results to come in NOW, not in 3 days!!" She shouted. She punched the couch a little bit. Vegeta sat down beside her and wrapped his arm around her, then pulled her into him. She wrapped her arms around his musular body and buried her face in his side. "Please try not to throw up on me." Vegeta grumbled. Then he turned the T.V. on Bulma's dancing show. "Look! Here's your dancing show. Don't you want to watch it?" He asked. Bulma shook her head against his side. "No! I wanta sit here and hug you until my stomach ache goes away." She said. Vegeta shrugged. "Suit yourself." He said. "I'm watching Star Trek then." Bulma rubbed her face into his side once more and then turned to face the T.V. Vegeta placed a hand on her stomach and patted it. "I'm sure your stomach ache will go away over time, K? And I certainly hope it does because I've just about got all my buttons pushed from hearing you whine." he said. Bulma became very aware that the hand that HAD BEEN on her stomach was now creeping up her shirt. Bulma giggled. "Not on the COUCH! The other two times we did it we were in the shower and in my bed! Not in the open! Now get your hand off me." She said in a humorous tone. Vegeta pouted. "O.K." He said. Then he layed down and put his head in her lap. Bulma petted it as she watched her dance show. Vegeta rolled over and kissed her stomach. "Did I make it better?" He asked. Bulma shook her head. "No. Nobody can. I'm stuck with this stomach ache forever!!" She hollered, and threw herself on the floor.
3 days later Bulma was in the kitchen nibbling on some crackers. Her Geeta was out in the G.R. training and her parents were doing something else around the house so she was the only one in the room. As she was eating her phone rang. "Could it be-" She said to herself. She had been waiting all day for the test results to come. Could this be them? She picked up the receiver. "Hello?" She asked. "Hello, it's Dr.Jenkins here calling in about your test results." The doctor said. "Is this Bulma?"
"Yes."
"O.K. Then. I've got good news."
"O.K. Spill."
"Congratulations."
"WHAT?"
"You're pregnant, Bulma! Congratulations to you and your boyfriend! About one month along now."
Bulma smiled with glee and then thanked the doctor. "Thank you, thank you thank you!!" She shouted. " I'm so glad it's nothing serious!!" "Oh, don't thank me. Thank your boyfriend." Dr.Jenkins said. "Anyway, to get back on track, I'd like you to come in in about a week for a sonagram O.K?" Bulma was so happy she could cry. It made no difference to her whether her and Vegeta weren't married or not; she was going to have a baby with the man she loved and that was all that mattered to her. "Yes. O.K. Thank you again. Let me run out and tell my boyfriend the news. Bye Bye!!" She said. Then she hung up. "Yes! I'm gonna have a baby with Vegeta!!" She screamed. Then she ran out tworeds the G.R.
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