Chapter Four

" Alright, pick from the pile." Bulma told her husband, as she still trying to figure out what easel to say. Vegeta went about picking out what he was going to shove down his maw. Looking up at his mate he noticed that she seemed to have something on her mind. "But what…." He wondered , not showing any outward signs of what he was thinking. Bulma didn't so much as glance up at him. Even if an anvil fell on her from Denda's lookout she wouldn't notice, so deep were her thoughts.

" What the hell is wrong with you Women? You're never this quiet." Vegeta said suddenly, startling her. Even if his words were harsh, he was concerned about his mate. Bulma getting mad at the outburst said. "Why do you think there is something wrong with me." Vegeta was surprised by this he stared at Bulma. " Ok someone for got to take their Midol." he smirked. Before Bulma knew what she was doing words were flying from her mouth. " Well cause of you and your sayain might I wont be needing it for the next few months, Thank you."

Bulma mentally kicked herself. So much for the surprise. Vegeta had to realize what she meant and what was up. She looked up at her husband to see his face. He had something half dangling from his mouth and he lifted his eyebrow in surprise. Bulma sighed. " That's why I am so moody and That's where I was this morning at the doctor and probably what is most important to you, That's why I didn't FEED you!"

Vegeta just sat there for a moment then asked. " How long have you known you were pregnant?" He still had that food dangling from his mouth so he swallowed it. " Awhile"
She answered more calmly now. Vegeta just eyed her for a few moments. " I thought you smelled funny." "Wha…?" Bulma looked at him like he was crazy. " You smelled different, you smelled pregnant." He took a whiff of the air. " I guess I should stop ignoring the weird smells in this place."

Bulma only shook her head. " It's a girl too you know." Vegeta needed to know the gender anyway might as well now that she had is attention. " How Do you know"
Vegeta demanded. Obviously he was not pleased with this part of the news. " I went to the doctor and he told me smart one!" Vegeta growled for what had to be the millionth time in one minute. No, he was not pleased! After being raised on the planet Vejita, he was taught that all women that didn't fight were inferior to males. " Don't you dare think about her being inferior either." Bulma warned him, almost as if she had read his thoughts. " As long as it doesn't have horrid purple hair, then I'll think about it." Vegeta spat. " Why does that not surprise me!" Bulma grumbled. " Anyway, that's all I wanted to tell you so sayonara." Bulma left the room before Vegeta could get any other word in. When she left Vegeta growled. "Damn hormones." Then he finished eating everything that way set out in front of him, then returned to the gravity room , to forget for a time about his unborn daughter.