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I hope you enjoy this fan fiction of mine. It's another one, and it is a sequel to my other story 'My Baby Girl'. You will begin to see a villain on your own because this is kind of like a mystery, but any WHO!! Since I could not give you a good summary on the front there, here is a better one:
Vegeta's family is growing more now that a new baby has entered his life. He's spoiled her rotten and loves her to death. But as she gets older he begins to get anxious, and impatient of her lack of interest in Marshall Arts. He actually looses the hope in her and just accepts the fact she's like Bulma, loves to shop, and loves her daddy!! But what...Bulma's pregnant! Again?
Later finding out, that it is in fact another girl, Vegeta expects the same from Bulma like Bra. Having little interest in his next daughter, she is born with black hair instead of blue, or purple. DNA testing was performed and she somehow had a genetic disorder...she wasn't human. But how! Bulma was dominant in human, and Vegeta was a pure dominant in Sayin, the only way for her to be Sayin was if she was hybrid...but she's not. She is a complete dominance in Sayjin Blood...Vegeta's blood...Goku's blood. (GOKU IS IN HERE ALSO) LET'S BEGIN!!!
Prolog- A New Baby is born...
Vegeta felt the cold iron bars of his chair...he was here again. He was here again in this hospital, the third time! He could now barley remember Trunks being born, but he could easily remember Bra, her big blue eyes peering up at his cold black eyes, her weak fist baring his finger. Yes he could indeed remember her, but this one...he could care less for this birth. It was another girl, another Bulma, that means another Bra whose never going to be interested in Marshall Arts fights. A soft hand was placed on his brawling fist, Bra stroked his arm with her other hand.
"Daddy, mom is going to be ok. Right?" Bra asked. Her blue eyes slinked back into a feared position. She was scared for Bulma.
"Yes, she'll be fine Bra. Where did Trunks go?" Vegeta asked, looking anxiously around the room. Sweat beads rolled of his wrist and they began to form on his forehead.
"He's downstairs waiting for Chichi, and Goten. And you know, I think Krillin and 18 are coming too." She said, still stroking his arm. Vegeta didn't mind it; it actually made Vegeta calmer and more relaxed. He wasn't anxious for this baby he was just, anxious to leave and besides it would never be the fighter he was wishing for. Just then, Trunks peered through the doorways and waved at Bra, she waved back. He walked through the doors and Goten was behind him. They were laughing at something and then Chichi, Goku can Gohan came shortly behind. Videl came through as well with Pan and they turned around and Krillin and 18 were there. They piled inside there and finally Yamcha, Paur, and Bulma's parents were there. The entire gang was filed up in there waiting for the news.
"VEGETA!" Chichi scolded. She glared deeply in his eyes. She walked over and stood right in front of him. He looked up at her, ready for anything.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" She suddenly smiled and hugged him. He was astonished, but this was Bulma's friend and he couldn't crush her. He hugged her back (even though he didn't want to) and he released from her grip.
"It's a girl." He said, rubbing the back of his head. Chichi squealed happily and she ran over to Bra.
"You're going to have little sister Bra! Oh dear, aren't you happy?" Chichi embraced Bra quickly. Bra began to choke and broke from the hug.
"Sure. I'm happy." Bra put on a fake smile and looked at her dad. He was looking at the closed doors. He looked pensive and nervous. Bra folded her hand onto his bigger, tougher hand. At first he didn't do anything, and then he wrapped his hand onto her's. But, he was still looking at the doors.
Everyone was talking; Bra was talking to Pan and Videl. Chichi was talking to Bulma's parents and Yamcha and Paur. Gohan, Trunks, and Goten were talking to each other. Krillin was talking to 18 and of course Goku walked over to Vegeta.
"Are you scared?" Goku asked, Vegeta.
"Of course not!" Vegeta pounced back. He looked at Goku again.
"Kinda...yes." Vegeta finally admitted.
"It's alright, Vegeta. I was scared every time one of my kids was born. I knew that Chichi was in perfect hands, but nothing could heal my anxiety, my fear of 'What ifs'...nothing could heal it. Until I saw her and my baby." Goku said. He looked at Vegeta and Vegeta still looked at the door.
"I guess that's I really feel. I just want to see her, but my baby...it's girl and she's going to be just the same as Bra, just the same as Bulma, who will never be interested in Marshall Arts. I want someone like, Pan, who will at least share some interest with me in fighting competitions. And I wanted a girl." Vegeta said, and looked to the floor. Goku put his hand on Vegeta's shoulder. Vegeta was tempted to slap it off but instead, he did not.
Moments passed and finally a woman appeared behind the door and she pushed her way through.
"Here again are we Vegeta?" The women laughed.
"Yes." He said.
"Well, you know what to do. Follow me!" She nodded and turned around walking back down the corridor. Vegeta followed. He gave his crowd a final glance before he saw his baby and Bulma. Goku was smiling and Bra was waving a small wave and he delivered a small one back before turning his back to them. It was the same thing, the same hall he walked down the same screams and wails of other women having their babies, but Bulma was in a different room this time.
"In there." The women said and she pointed in a room. She chuckled and walked away. He breathed in slowly, waiting for the right moment to walk in and see them sitting there. The moment was right and his foot lunged into the room. Bulma was sitting up straight, but her eyes were full of tears...why? Vegeta walked faster in and Bulma just cried more. He knew giving birth hurt, but she had never cried this long and the baby in her hand wasn't moving.
"Bulma, what's wrong!" He gasped. He walked over and Bulma clung to his chest and she wiped her tears away.
"They said she has so- some genetic dis-disorder." Bulma sniffed in between sentences. "They are getting test results. They said they don't know if the disorder is fatal or not." Vegeta looked down at the child that Bulma held. She was very, very tiny.
"How much did she weight, Bulma?" Vegeta asked. He felt a pickle in his eyes as the tiny baby coughed harshly. Bulma's tears flowed down her cheek and for the first time Vegeta's eyes watered and a tear fell. He held Bulma closer to him and kissed her forehead.
"She weighs..." Bulma began to burst again into tears. Vegeta's grip grew tighter and his tears began to flow even more fluently. "She only weighs 3.15 pounds." Bulma looked down her baby and her tears were now getting heavier. She let go of Vegeta's grip and stroked the baby's tiny head. A layer of soft black hair covered her head. The baby was coughing harshly and Vegeta just stood there. He didn't expect this, this was his daughter whether she was interested in Marshall Arts or not...he had to help her live right. He rubbed, with his pointer finger, the baby's cheek. She stirred and her eyes opened. A cough echoed in her throat and she looked slowly up at Vegeta. He wiped away most of his tears and he picked up the baby in his arms. Bulma's tears and wails had subsided and she leaned on his back when he sat on the bed with her. She was so tiny in his arms. They baby's eyes were cold and black and her skin was beige and somewhat tanned. She glared at Vegeta as if she was furious and her figure was toughly built.
"Mr. and Mrs. Briefs?" A doctor appeared at the doorway. Bulma wiped away any tears and nodded. Vegeta stood and handed the baby to Bulma.
"Umm, there is a genetic disorder in your child. But it shouldn't really affect her; it's only her weight that is really affecting the coughs and her risk of death. But what puzzles us is that your daughter has no human genes." The doctor said. Bulma's face went blank and she looked up at Vegeta whose expression went to blank as well.
"So your telling us, our daughter isn't human?" Bulma stuttered. "That's correct, she doesn't have any human DNA, or any genes I've ever seen. Bulma aren't you human? Is your husband human?" The doctor asked.
"I'm human. But my husband is not...he's Sayjin. He's got different DNA." Bulma answered.
"Well humans have dominant genes for human traits but your daughter has dominant Sayjin traits. There is no human in her, there is nothing but Sayjin traits, her muscular figure is slightly different, her eyes are colored differently and her emotions can value differently."
Bulma looked at her baby. Vegeta looked at her as well.
"But how? Two dominants can work together unless she's a hybrid of incomplete dominance."
"We have not figured that out. It's a phenomenal science discovery! It's amazing but with the muscular build up in your child's body, she seems to be running a very, very low risk of death because of her weight."
"What about her coughs?" Vegeta asked. "That's dealing with her weight. She should be able to survive this with some medication, but dealing with Sayjin and Human genes...there's nothing we can do."
I hope you guys enjoyed that!! There's more to come still and I hope you
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V
I
W
This story because if you find faults in here there might be others in
other chapters if you don't review me ok. THANKS
ZoeGurl
I hope you enjoy this fan fiction of mine. It's another one, and it is a sequel to my other story 'My Baby Girl'. You will begin to see a villain on your own because this is kind of like a mystery, but any WHO!! Since I could not give you a good summary on the front there, here is a better one:
Vegeta's family is growing more now that a new baby has entered his life. He's spoiled her rotten and loves her to death. But as she gets older he begins to get anxious, and impatient of her lack of interest in Marshall Arts. He actually looses the hope in her and just accepts the fact she's like Bulma, loves to shop, and loves her daddy!! But what...Bulma's pregnant! Again?
Later finding out, that it is in fact another girl, Vegeta expects the same from Bulma like Bra. Having little interest in his next daughter, she is born with black hair instead of blue, or purple. DNA testing was performed and she somehow had a genetic disorder...she wasn't human. But how! Bulma was dominant in human, and Vegeta was a pure dominant in Sayin, the only way for her to be Sayin was if she was hybrid...but she's not. She is a complete dominance in Sayjin Blood...Vegeta's blood...Goku's blood. (GOKU IS IN HERE ALSO) LET'S BEGIN!!!
Prolog- A New Baby is born...
Vegeta felt the cold iron bars of his chair...he was here again. He was here again in this hospital, the third time! He could now barley remember Trunks being born, but he could easily remember Bra, her big blue eyes peering up at his cold black eyes, her weak fist baring his finger. Yes he could indeed remember her, but this one...he could care less for this birth. It was another girl, another Bulma, that means another Bra whose never going to be interested in Marshall Arts fights. A soft hand was placed on his brawling fist, Bra stroked his arm with her other hand.
"Daddy, mom is going to be ok. Right?" Bra asked. Her blue eyes slinked back into a feared position. She was scared for Bulma.
"Yes, she'll be fine Bra. Where did Trunks go?" Vegeta asked, looking anxiously around the room. Sweat beads rolled of his wrist and they began to form on his forehead.
"He's downstairs waiting for Chichi, and Goten. And you know, I think Krillin and 18 are coming too." She said, still stroking his arm. Vegeta didn't mind it; it actually made Vegeta calmer and more relaxed. He wasn't anxious for this baby he was just, anxious to leave and besides it would never be the fighter he was wishing for. Just then, Trunks peered through the doorways and waved at Bra, she waved back. He walked through the doors and Goten was behind him. They were laughing at something and then Chichi, Goku can Gohan came shortly behind. Videl came through as well with Pan and they turned around and Krillin and 18 were there. They piled inside there and finally Yamcha, Paur, and Bulma's parents were there. The entire gang was filed up in there waiting for the news.
"VEGETA!" Chichi scolded. She glared deeply in his eyes. She walked over and stood right in front of him. He looked up at her, ready for anything.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" She suddenly smiled and hugged him. He was astonished, but this was Bulma's friend and he couldn't crush her. He hugged her back (even though he didn't want to) and he released from her grip.
"It's a girl." He said, rubbing the back of his head. Chichi squealed happily and she ran over to Bra.
"You're going to have little sister Bra! Oh dear, aren't you happy?" Chichi embraced Bra quickly. Bra began to choke and broke from the hug.
"Sure. I'm happy." Bra put on a fake smile and looked at her dad. He was looking at the closed doors. He looked pensive and nervous. Bra folded her hand onto his bigger, tougher hand. At first he didn't do anything, and then he wrapped his hand onto her's. But, he was still looking at the doors.
Everyone was talking; Bra was talking to Pan and Videl. Chichi was talking to Bulma's parents and Yamcha and Paur. Gohan, Trunks, and Goten were talking to each other. Krillin was talking to 18 and of course Goku walked over to Vegeta.
"Are you scared?" Goku asked, Vegeta.
"Of course not!" Vegeta pounced back. He looked at Goku again.
"Kinda...yes." Vegeta finally admitted.
"It's alright, Vegeta. I was scared every time one of my kids was born. I knew that Chichi was in perfect hands, but nothing could heal my anxiety, my fear of 'What ifs'...nothing could heal it. Until I saw her and my baby." Goku said. He looked at Vegeta and Vegeta still looked at the door.
"I guess that's I really feel. I just want to see her, but my baby...it's girl and she's going to be just the same as Bra, just the same as Bulma, who will never be interested in Marshall Arts. I want someone like, Pan, who will at least share some interest with me in fighting competitions. And I wanted a girl." Vegeta said, and looked to the floor. Goku put his hand on Vegeta's shoulder. Vegeta was tempted to slap it off but instead, he did not.
Moments passed and finally a woman appeared behind the door and she pushed her way through.
"Here again are we Vegeta?" The women laughed.
"Yes." He said.
"Well, you know what to do. Follow me!" She nodded and turned around walking back down the corridor. Vegeta followed. He gave his crowd a final glance before he saw his baby and Bulma. Goku was smiling and Bra was waving a small wave and he delivered a small one back before turning his back to them. It was the same thing, the same hall he walked down the same screams and wails of other women having their babies, but Bulma was in a different room this time.
"In there." The women said and she pointed in a room. She chuckled and walked away. He breathed in slowly, waiting for the right moment to walk in and see them sitting there. The moment was right and his foot lunged into the room. Bulma was sitting up straight, but her eyes were full of tears...why? Vegeta walked faster in and Bulma just cried more. He knew giving birth hurt, but she had never cried this long and the baby in her hand wasn't moving.
"Bulma, what's wrong!" He gasped. He walked over and Bulma clung to his chest and she wiped her tears away.
"They said she has so- some genetic dis-disorder." Bulma sniffed in between sentences. "They are getting test results. They said they don't know if the disorder is fatal or not." Vegeta looked down at the child that Bulma held. She was very, very tiny.
"How much did she weight, Bulma?" Vegeta asked. He felt a pickle in his eyes as the tiny baby coughed harshly. Bulma's tears flowed down her cheek and for the first time Vegeta's eyes watered and a tear fell. He held Bulma closer to him and kissed her forehead.
"She weighs..." Bulma began to burst again into tears. Vegeta's grip grew tighter and his tears began to flow even more fluently. "She only weighs 3.15 pounds." Bulma looked down her baby and her tears were now getting heavier. She let go of Vegeta's grip and stroked the baby's tiny head. A layer of soft black hair covered her head. The baby was coughing harshly and Vegeta just stood there. He didn't expect this, this was his daughter whether she was interested in Marshall Arts or not...he had to help her live right. He rubbed, with his pointer finger, the baby's cheek. She stirred and her eyes opened. A cough echoed in her throat and she looked slowly up at Vegeta. He wiped away most of his tears and he picked up the baby in his arms. Bulma's tears and wails had subsided and she leaned on his back when he sat on the bed with her. She was so tiny in his arms. They baby's eyes were cold and black and her skin was beige and somewhat tanned. She glared at Vegeta as if she was furious and her figure was toughly built.
"Mr. and Mrs. Briefs?" A doctor appeared at the doorway. Bulma wiped away any tears and nodded. Vegeta stood and handed the baby to Bulma.
"Umm, there is a genetic disorder in your child. But it shouldn't really affect her; it's only her weight that is really affecting the coughs and her risk of death. But what puzzles us is that your daughter has no human genes." The doctor said. Bulma's face went blank and she looked up at Vegeta whose expression went to blank as well.
"So your telling us, our daughter isn't human?" Bulma stuttered. "That's correct, she doesn't have any human DNA, or any genes I've ever seen. Bulma aren't you human? Is your husband human?" The doctor asked.
"I'm human. But my husband is not...he's Sayjin. He's got different DNA." Bulma answered.
"Well humans have dominant genes for human traits but your daughter has dominant Sayjin traits. There is no human in her, there is nothing but Sayjin traits, her muscular figure is slightly different, her eyes are colored differently and her emotions can value differently."
Bulma looked at her baby. Vegeta looked at her as well.
"But how? Two dominants can work together unless she's a hybrid of incomplete dominance."
"We have not figured that out. It's a phenomenal science discovery! It's amazing but with the muscular build up in your child's body, she seems to be running a very, very low risk of death because of her weight."
"What about her coughs?" Vegeta asked. "That's dealing with her weight. She should be able to survive this with some medication, but dealing with Sayjin and Human genes...there's nothing we can do."
I hope you guys enjoyed that!! There's more to come still and I hope you
R
E
V
I
W
This story because if you find faults in here there might be others in
other chapters if you don't review me ok. THANKS
ZoeGurl