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Seruleyan-Wings - Ah! I can't tell you! But no need to worry, he goes back to Earth. Oops, I shouldn't have told you that.
Author's Note: So sorry people, I would have had this updated before I went on vacation, but I couldn't get online. Sorry again.
Chapter 5
Reflections
Supreme Kai wandered the vast land of the empty planet searching for Goku. After searching his bed, the training facilities, and the bathrooms, the man looked in the only other place the Saiya-jin could be.
"Hey Supreme Kai!" Goku yelled as he stuffed another wad of noodles into his obese mouth. He then help up his battered chop sticks and asked the waiter for more. A short, balding man with olive green skin and a two foot long mustache scurried out of the kitchens and brought Goku another tray with bowls and plates of delicious foods almost stacked to the ceiling. It was consumed in less than fifteen minutes.
"Goku! Please stop; I need to speak with you," the purple man said firmly. Goku paused mid-bite, and looked at Supreme Kai with wide eyes. He gargled down the mouthful of steaming noodles and said innocently,
"You wanted something?"
"Yes. It is rather grave news from Planet Earth," he said almost silently. Goku grew somber expecting the worst of possible news.
"Is Buu back?" the man asked. The Kai looked abashed, surprised by his assumption.
"No, no! It's nothing like that! It's just, well...you know Vegeta's mate, Bulner—"
"Bulma."
"Right, whatever. Anyway, the woman is with child. Vegeta's going to have a daughter in seven months." Goku was silent in surprise. Supreme Kai continued, "I know this should be joyous news, but from what I know, Vegeta was not present for the birth of his first child, and now he won't get to see his second at all. I just thought that you should know. He will take the news better from you."
"Right," the Saiya-jin said calmly, "I'll go tell him right away. Do you know where he is?"
"Not exactly, but my guess is that he's training or at the Well."
"Thanks, I'll go tell him," Goku said and got up and walked away from his forgotten snack. He took off in flight , and felt for Vegeta's energy.
"He shouldn't push himself," Goku muttered as he sensed Vegeta's body push itself to the limit. The man was training harder than ever before, still angry about his death. Goku feared his news would only increase the man's torment.
"What do you want Kakarrott!" he screamed as Goku landed before him. Vegeta stopped his vigorous motions and collapsed on the ground breathing heavily and staring at Goku with cold eyes.
"I said, what do you want?" Goku landed and rested across from the saddened warrior.
"I have something to tell you." He remained silent a few minutes waiting for Vegeta to reply, hoping in some way that he would guess what was wrong so Goku wouldn't have to tell him. But Vegeta just sat across from him in silence.
"Well?" he asked almost angry.
"Bulma's pregnant," Goku said. He cast his eyes on the ground to save himself from looking at Vegeta's face.
"I know."
"What!?" Goku yelled jerked his head up.
"She told me a month ago, when she first found out," Vegeta said. He leaned back on his arms and shut his eyes in meditation.
"So, you've known this whole time?"
"Yes, Kakarrott."
"I'm so sorry," Goku said. Vegeta's eye twitched at the apology.
"Go away," he replied firmly.
After a few minutes, Goku silently rose, and left.
~*~*~
Bulma was cooking kitchen when Chi-chi called. When the telephone screamed, she walked to answer its call just like normal. It was a normal day. The normal hamburgers were sizzling with the reek ok burnt fat on the stove, while a normal little boy chased fireflies in the normal yard. But what wasn't normal, was the man watching. Vegeta watched his wife stroll calmly to the phone noticing the slightly round tummy. Nothing, not even age or exhaustion, could ever harm his mate's beauty. Her hips still swayed the same way as the day the day he first met her, and her hair always radiated with its natural azure glow. She was so gorgeous.
"Hello," Bulma said as she answered the phone, "Chi-chi! Hey, I haven't heard from you in a while......Oh, yes, Trunks and I are doing just fine. It's all taking a little adjusting, but we're dealing." Vegeta listened silently for the other woman's chatter, and could barely hear her incessant babbling.
"That's wonderful, Bulma," Chi-chi said, "It's nice to talk to you. So...Goten tells me you're going to have another baby."
Bulma paused and unconsiously a pale hand rested on her stomach. Every time the baby was mentioned, Bulma always seemed extremely nervous, but finally she stuttered a reply,
"Yes. I'm due in November."
"Wow, I am so sorry you have to go through it alone. I know it was horrible for me. I guess it's a pattern with these Saiya-jins. They get their wives pregnant and then go get themselves killed. I'm just glad Goten got to see his father once. Did Vegeta know?"
"Yes, I told him. We went out together the night before the tournament. He seemed happy then, and so was I, but—" her voice cracked and a silver tear trickled down her flushed cheek.
"It's OK, Bulma. Everything's going to fine, trust me," Chi-chi consoled, "Look, why don't you and Trunks come over for dinner tonight. We've got plenty of food."
"Thank you so much Chi, you're a great help," she looked over to the stove where to burgers were beginning to burn, "Dinner sounds wonderful, see you soon."
"It's my pleasure; take care."
"Good bye."
~*~*~
"May I take your order?" the waiter asked as he approached the table. The woman politely ordered a chicken pasta while the man ordered steak....ten of them.
"Sir? You want ten steaks? Those are each eighteen ounces, surly you couldn't eat that much," the waiter asked wide-eyed.
"Yes. Ten. And make those medium-rare, too, please." The waiter stared for a moment then silently wrote the order and walked away without another word.
"Vegeta, you don't have to be so mean to the poor boy," Bulma giggled after taking a sip from her iced tea.
"What?" the Saiya-jin prince replied arrogantly, "I would have ordered more, but I didn't want him to pee in his pants," he finished with a laugh.
"Oh, you Saiya-jins make me sick. If you weren't the father of my child, I would have kicked you out a long time ago," she said with equal arrogance glancing at him from under her thick, dark lashes.
"So that's all I am to you, a father?" he said leaning across the table.
"Well, maybe. It's not like you're a good kisser or anything," she said and pushed herself toward him also.
"Like to test that theory?" he asked mockingly.
"Sure."
Vegeta leaned toward her, and his lips were almost touched hers, "Woman, you have something in your teeth," he breathed into her face.
"Oh!," she sat back abruptly and pouted, "I do not you filthy liar!" But even the pout couldn't cover her laughter and blush. They sat in silence.
"Vegeta?" she called quietly. He looked toward her. She had her head down, staring at her fiddling hands atop her lap. Something was up.
"What's wrong, woman?" Her head jerked up.
"Oh, nothing's wrong. I just...need to tell you something."
"What is it?" he asked, probing her with his icy gaze.
"I'm pregnant, Vegeta." She stared at him with her blue eyes, those impossible aquamarine-blue eyes that penetrated his soul and shed him of all walls. He stared back, though nothing could be deciphered from his black eyes.
"Pregnant?" he said.
"Yes, Vegeta, pregnant–with child–expecting–whatever!" she said getting annoyed.
She softened, "So, what are you thinking?"
His eyes were pensive, and his brow was furrowed up in confusion. He didn't know what to think, but he looked at her again. He could tell, now, that she was glowing with the aura of a new mother.
"If you're happy...I'm happy," he finally said quietly.
"Really!" she jumped up and threw her arms around his firm shoulders. Her eyes were streaming with tears of joy, and he couldn't be happier, truly.
"Really," he said and hugged her back.
"I love you so much, Vegeta," she said sincerely.
"I know."
~Here's to the night we felt alive,
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry,
Here's to good-bye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon.~
Eve 6
Author's note: Hope you enjoyed! You know the drill. Thanks to all my reviewers.
Until Next Time.....
Seruleyan-Wings - Ah! I can't tell you! But no need to worry, he goes back to Earth. Oops, I shouldn't have told you that.
Author's Note: So sorry people, I would have had this updated before I went on vacation, but I couldn't get online. Sorry again.
Chapter 5
Reflections
Supreme Kai wandered the vast land of the empty planet searching for Goku. After searching his bed, the training facilities, and the bathrooms, the man looked in the only other place the Saiya-jin could be.
"Hey Supreme Kai!" Goku yelled as he stuffed another wad of noodles into his obese mouth. He then help up his battered chop sticks and asked the waiter for more. A short, balding man with olive green skin and a two foot long mustache scurried out of the kitchens and brought Goku another tray with bowls and plates of delicious foods almost stacked to the ceiling. It was consumed in less than fifteen minutes.
"Goku! Please stop; I need to speak with you," the purple man said firmly. Goku paused mid-bite, and looked at Supreme Kai with wide eyes. He gargled down the mouthful of steaming noodles and said innocently,
"You wanted something?"
"Yes. It is rather grave news from Planet Earth," he said almost silently. Goku grew somber expecting the worst of possible news.
"Is Buu back?" the man asked. The Kai looked abashed, surprised by his assumption.
"No, no! It's nothing like that! It's just, well...you know Vegeta's mate, Bulner—"
"Bulma."
"Right, whatever. Anyway, the woman is with child. Vegeta's going to have a daughter in seven months." Goku was silent in surprise. Supreme Kai continued, "I know this should be joyous news, but from what I know, Vegeta was not present for the birth of his first child, and now he won't get to see his second at all. I just thought that you should know. He will take the news better from you."
"Right," the Saiya-jin said calmly, "I'll go tell him right away. Do you know where he is?"
"Not exactly, but my guess is that he's training or at the Well."
"Thanks, I'll go tell him," Goku said and got up and walked away from his forgotten snack. He took off in flight , and felt for Vegeta's energy.
"He shouldn't push himself," Goku muttered as he sensed Vegeta's body push itself to the limit. The man was training harder than ever before, still angry about his death. Goku feared his news would only increase the man's torment.
"What do you want Kakarrott!" he screamed as Goku landed before him. Vegeta stopped his vigorous motions and collapsed on the ground breathing heavily and staring at Goku with cold eyes.
"I said, what do you want?" Goku landed and rested across from the saddened warrior.
"I have something to tell you." He remained silent a few minutes waiting for Vegeta to reply, hoping in some way that he would guess what was wrong so Goku wouldn't have to tell him. But Vegeta just sat across from him in silence.
"Well?" he asked almost angry.
"Bulma's pregnant," Goku said. He cast his eyes on the ground to save himself from looking at Vegeta's face.
"I know."
"What!?" Goku yelled jerked his head up.
"She told me a month ago, when she first found out," Vegeta said. He leaned back on his arms and shut his eyes in meditation.
"So, you've known this whole time?"
"Yes, Kakarrott."
"I'm so sorry," Goku said. Vegeta's eye twitched at the apology.
"Go away," he replied firmly.
After a few minutes, Goku silently rose, and left.
~*~*~
Bulma was cooking kitchen when Chi-chi called. When the telephone screamed, she walked to answer its call just like normal. It was a normal day. The normal hamburgers were sizzling with the reek ok burnt fat on the stove, while a normal little boy chased fireflies in the normal yard. But what wasn't normal, was the man watching. Vegeta watched his wife stroll calmly to the phone noticing the slightly round tummy. Nothing, not even age or exhaustion, could ever harm his mate's beauty. Her hips still swayed the same way as the day the day he first met her, and her hair always radiated with its natural azure glow. She was so gorgeous.
"Hello," Bulma said as she answered the phone, "Chi-chi! Hey, I haven't heard from you in a while......Oh, yes, Trunks and I are doing just fine. It's all taking a little adjusting, but we're dealing." Vegeta listened silently for the other woman's chatter, and could barely hear her incessant babbling.
"That's wonderful, Bulma," Chi-chi said, "It's nice to talk to you. So...Goten tells me you're going to have another baby."
Bulma paused and unconsiously a pale hand rested on her stomach. Every time the baby was mentioned, Bulma always seemed extremely nervous, but finally she stuttered a reply,
"Yes. I'm due in November."
"Wow, I am so sorry you have to go through it alone. I know it was horrible for me. I guess it's a pattern with these Saiya-jins. They get their wives pregnant and then go get themselves killed. I'm just glad Goten got to see his father once. Did Vegeta know?"
"Yes, I told him. We went out together the night before the tournament. He seemed happy then, and so was I, but—" her voice cracked and a silver tear trickled down her flushed cheek.
"It's OK, Bulma. Everything's going to fine, trust me," Chi-chi consoled, "Look, why don't you and Trunks come over for dinner tonight. We've got plenty of food."
"Thank you so much Chi, you're a great help," she looked over to the stove where to burgers were beginning to burn, "Dinner sounds wonderful, see you soon."
"It's my pleasure; take care."
"Good bye."
~*~*~
"May I take your order?" the waiter asked as he approached the table. The woman politely ordered a chicken pasta while the man ordered steak....ten of them.
"Sir? You want ten steaks? Those are each eighteen ounces, surly you couldn't eat that much," the waiter asked wide-eyed.
"Yes. Ten. And make those medium-rare, too, please." The waiter stared for a moment then silently wrote the order and walked away without another word.
"Vegeta, you don't have to be so mean to the poor boy," Bulma giggled after taking a sip from her iced tea.
"What?" the Saiya-jin prince replied arrogantly, "I would have ordered more, but I didn't want him to pee in his pants," he finished with a laugh.
"Oh, you Saiya-jins make me sick. If you weren't the father of my child, I would have kicked you out a long time ago," she said with equal arrogance glancing at him from under her thick, dark lashes.
"So that's all I am to you, a father?" he said leaning across the table.
"Well, maybe. It's not like you're a good kisser or anything," she said and pushed herself toward him also.
"Like to test that theory?" he asked mockingly.
"Sure."
Vegeta leaned toward her, and his lips were almost touched hers, "Woman, you have something in your teeth," he breathed into her face.
"Oh!," she sat back abruptly and pouted, "I do not you filthy liar!" But even the pout couldn't cover her laughter and blush. They sat in silence.
"Vegeta?" she called quietly. He looked toward her. She had her head down, staring at her fiddling hands atop her lap. Something was up.
"What's wrong, woman?" Her head jerked up.
"Oh, nothing's wrong. I just...need to tell you something."
"What is it?" he asked, probing her with his icy gaze.
"I'm pregnant, Vegeta." She stared at him with her blue eyes, those impossible aquamarine-blue eyes that penetrated his soul and shed him of all walls. He stared back, though nothing could be deciphered from his black eyes.
"Pregnant?" he said.
"Yes, Vegeta, pregnant–with child–expecting–whatever!" she said getting annoyed.
She softened, "So, what are you thinking?"
His eyes were pensive, and his brow was furrowed up in confusion. He didn't know what to think, but he looked at her again. He could tell, now, that she was glowing with the aura of a new mother.
"If you're happy...I'm happy," he finally said quietly.
"Really!" she jumped up and threw her arms around his firm shoulders. Her eyes were streaming with tears of joy, and he couldn't be happier, truly.
"Really," he said and hugged her back.
"I love you so much, Vegeta," she said sincerely.
"I know."
~Here's to the night we felt alive,
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry,
Here's to good-bye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon.~
Eve 6
Author's note: Hope you enjoyed! You know the drill. Thanks to all my reviewers.
Until Next Time.....
