Story Of Your Heart
Chappie 20
Trunks
By
Bulma
B: Just read.
Well it had been a couple of hours since Bardock and Ratiz left. So she could get some sleep. "Get some sleep hon, and you too lil' guy." said Ratiz soothingly as he kissed her belly and then her cheek. Bulma smile and kissed him back as they had left. Now she laid against the pillows and bored outta her mind. She couldn't sleep at hall. Her mind was busy from the events that took part today.
She was especially wondering about Trunks and their last encounter. She was wondering if he truly was her future son. ("Well duh Bulma! OF course he is! I mean he sure in hell looks a lot like me and Vegeta! Why the hell hadn't I seen this before!") "ERRRR!" she growled in frustration. Then she looked at her belly and then so suddenly she poked it. But she then felt a weird sensation fill her and with being startled by the butterfly movement she screamed. Then all of a sudden the door burst down and almost swung clean off it's hinges as Trunks stood there with sword drawn and ready for battle expression on his face.
When he notice there was not immediate danger, he looked at Bulma. "What happened? What's wrong?" "Nothing, just my belly…did something weird." she said quietly, as she did not meet his gaze. This however did not go unnoticed from Trunks as he quietly shut the door and took a seat on the bed. "I guess I have some explaining to do, don't I?": Bulma didn't say anything. "Look, I am sorry I didn't tell you sooner that you and Vegeta were my parents. But I have to be sure I was goin to be born. Also this Vegeta/Crystal situation, I had no idea about, I think it was because of me coming here that the timeline fucked up, but there is nothing I can do, so I am sorry. The only thing I can say is, you can at least look forward to me being in the world. After all I am you son."
"Do you know of the engagement?" "What engagement?" asked Trunks. "That me and Ratiz are gonna get married." "NANI?!?!? ARE YOU CRAZY?!" "LOOK TRUNKS, VEGETA IS GONNA GET MARRIED AND THIS BABY WILL NEED A FATHER, SINCE HE MAY CAUSE COMPLICATIONS TO THE THRONE!! I AM SORRY YOU FEEL THAT WAY! BUT I CAN'T RAISE YOU ALONE! I AM JUST NOT THAT STRONG! OW!! OW!! OW!!!" she cried out in pain.
As she gripped her belly. Trunks eye's soften. "Go Trunks, if your just goin to yell at me, don't. God, my belly hurts. I want it to quit!" "Look, fighting isn't' getting us anywhere at this point." Then he gently pushed her back down on the bed and her hands away as he began to massage her belly. "I don't think Mini-me likes it when you are angry. So because of this, I want you to be careful, and while I am at it, I am gonna open the bond between you and Mini-me. On 3. 1...2...3..." ("Hello?") came a voice that filled Bulma's mind. "What the hell?!" "It's called a bond. It's the bond between you and Mini-me." "What do I call him?" "Baby Trunks." (B: Or B.Trunks for short.) "Oh." "Just use your mind to talk to him."
("Hi, are you B.Trunks?") ("UM, is that my name?") ("Yes") said Trunks. ("Um okay, who are you two?") ("I'm older version of you and you can call me Big Brofer.") ("Oh, okay") he replied unsure. ("And I am your Mommy. You can call me Mom or Mommy or Momma.") ("Mommy, I heard of those, are they nice?") ("I should think so. You are my son. I would never dream of hurting you.") ("Well you do seem nice. So what am I doing here anyway?") ("Um, we will tell you when you are a lil bit older.") interrupted Trunks.
("Kay, Big Brofer. Hey Big Brofer that do that thing again and Mommy, please don't get mad. I don't like powering up so much. It hurts a lot and I feel tired.") "Well you heard him Mom, no more getting upset and I do believe it is time you get to bed Missy." "But…but…I'm not tired." ("Too bad! You body is adapting to me and I'm tired. So go to sleep!") demanded the lil one. Trunks began to massaging her belly once more as Bulma slowly fell asleep. "Night' Mom, Mini-me, get some good rest you two." he whispered gently to them as he kissed her forehead and patted her belly gently. Then he left the room to go get some sleep of his own.
2 Days Later!
Bardock and Shenron checked her health. Ratiz and Trunks had not let Bulma out of their sites for even 2 seconds. They weren't that stupid. She'd get herself killed if everyone besides them found out about the child contained within her. Now Bulma was up and about working on a prototype for Vegeta to train with so he could have a challenge and no more trouble with Frieza's army when the time came.
"Eh-hem." cleared a voice from behind her. Bulma jumped a bit from being startled. "Chill Bulma, it's just me." comforted Ratiz. "You love taking 10 years of my life away from me don't you?" Ratiz just grinned goofy, just like Goku had done when he was sill alive. "You caught me." "No, I just know you too well. Now why are you bugging me?" "What? I can't just scare my mate-to-be with no excuse?" "I know you. What do you want and trust me, bribery as well as guilt trips won't work on me buddy! I get enough from this lil guy right here. So out with it, what do you want?" she said smiling as she put a hand on her belly.
("You've been good squirt?") asked Ratiz. ("Nope. I've been bad as I can be, Ratiz!") replied B.Trunks. B.Trunks was not too thrilled about Ratiz being his adoptive father, but it was better than having no father at all. Well beggars can't be choosers.
"Well, I'm giving you the heads up of me telling Vegeta about our engagement." Bulma shivered. "I can tell that this isn't gonna go down too well." "Aye, but what choice do we have? Well I am about to head over there now. Wish me luck." "Good luck. And please come back in one piece." "I'll need it and I can't guarantee on that promise. You know how Vegeta is." Bulma nodded. Then he left as she sighed. ("Momma, why are you so stressed?") asked the lil curious youngster.
("Just, your father isn't an easy one to deal with.") ("How bad can he be?") ("You have no idea. Just be happy. Mommy' s gonna get this prototype done and then we can go get some lunch. How does that sound?") ("YAY!!!") Bulma smiled kindly at her belly. "Bulma." came a kind and gentle voice from the doorway. Bulma turned to see the owner of the voice, as the person entered in and went to Bulma. "Crystal? What are you doin here? Shouldn't you be in a meeting?" asked Bulma confused. "Well, I heard that you just got out of the hospital and I had to come see you. How are you feeling?"
"Peachy. I'm just finishing up this prototype and then about to head for lunch." At the mention of this, B.Trunks made her stomach grumble. ("B.Trunks!!!") ("Sowwie, don't mention food. I'm all ready hungry as it is!") "Bulma…are you goin to tell Vegeta about his son?" asked Crystal outta the blue.
Bulma stared shocked at Crystal. She did a 180 on her and just asked it like it was the most ordinary thing to ask. "How did…?" "No need to explain." said Crystal interrupting. "It's a Saiyan thing. Let's just leave it at that. But, are you goin to tell him?" Bulma looked at her belly. "No," she said. "He needn't to know." "Well, if I were you, I would. He is after all the father and he has every right to know." "Now, how do you know that?" "Bulma all I had to do was put 22 together. You should see him even now, whenever he or someone mentions you. His expression changes. His face maybe the same, but his eyes tell all. They soften and a warm, only detected as love, is filled within his ice cold orbs that melts away. But my opinion stays the same. I won't tell him, but you should."
"I can't. My son is not the rightful heir and not only that but he will have him killed and automatically sent me to Frieza. It is better this way. Where we are both outta the way. Otherwise there would be problems." "Well, you do have a point and after all it is your choice. I can't make them for you. But anyway, you look hungry and I bet that lil' guy is starving as well. So lets get some food, hmmm?" "I don't know, I really need to get this done." ("Lil' guy, you hungry?") asked Crystal. ("YES!!! MOMMY, LISTEN TO THE NICE LADY AND DO WHAT SHE SAYS!!!!") begged B.Trunks. Bulma giggled. "All right, you both win. I will take a breather."
R/V
Ratiz found Vegeta in his study. He was working on some paper work for the planet. "What do you want?" demanded Vegeta as Ratiz knocked at the door and entered the room. He stood right before Vegeta himself, as Vegeta sat at the desk working and not bothering looking at Ratiz. "Bulma and I are goin to get mated 1 month from tomorrow." Vegeta looked up with an eye brow raised as he was very interested in this.
"And, she agreed to this?" "Yes." Vegeta sighed. Little did Ratiz know, Vegeta was gonna have a lil' chat with Bulma on that subject. "Very well. But I will speak to her, and let her tell me in person." Ratiz nodded. "Now leave, before I kill you." Then with one more bow, Ratiz left. But he couldn't help but fell that Vegeta was about to do something dumb and irrational that would fuck everything up.
B: That's it…well til next chappie.
T: I can't believe your really goin through with this.
S: Shocking isn't it
V: No, Woman, feed me! I'm hungry!
B: it's called a phone and phone book! Order take out! hands him items and they order Chinese take out.
DC: WOO HOO!!! CHINESE FOOD!!!
C'ya
Bulma
PS MOMENT OF ZEN!!!!
I can show you the door. But only must walk through it.
-Morphious
(Matrix)
Shenron Say: Damn those cliffys!