Chapter 12

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Bulma had always loved it when Vegeta took for flying with him. So she was trying so hard to concentrate on that, instead of the pain she was in. Watching the tops of building fly by and all the people down below going about their lives. She winced and shut her eyes when another sharp contraction came.

About two minutes later……

Soon they arrived at the hospital with plenty of time to spare. " HEY DOC!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta yelled waile kicking the door open. Scaring almost the entire staff and it's patients. " Now this is familiar, Don't you think?" Bulma asked her husband. Vegeta just smirked. " Maybe." (( I read the manga on when Trunks was born. Vegeta did that very same thing.)) Vegeta place Bulma upon a wheel chair and soon she was rushed into delivery.

After being examined by the doctor……

"What!? What you mean I have a few more hours!" Bulma cried out. " Yes, Mrs. Vegeta I am afraid you are not fully dilated yet, So we have a bit of a wait on our hands." replied Dr. Fenton. "Ummmmm by the way where did your husband go?" VEGETA!!!" Bulma screamed. Then none other then Vegeta came strolling into the room. " Damn, Women! You have the world's largest mouth!" " It's no bigger then your ego." She snapped. Bulma wasn't too pleased with the fact that her labor was going to take longer then she hoped. " Good one." Vegeta sneered, " The elder brat is here." Vegeta gestured his head to indicate Trunks, who was standing in the door way.

" Mom are you ok?" Trunks asked. " I've been better." Bulma sighed. " You would think I would be used to this my second time around." Vegeta looked over to see that Dr. Fenton was still looking at the some what dysfunctional family. " What you looking at? Get lost if there nothing easel you can do right now." Vegeta spat. " Shut up Vegeta." Bulma hissed. " Leave her alone she's here to help me you know." " Well she's not doing anything right now so she can get out." Vegeta growled. " Can't you two not argue?" Trunks asked. " NO!" Both of his parent's yelled at the same time. "Ok Ok, sorry I asked. Sheesh." " Umm I'll be back to check on you in a bit Mrs. Vegeta in the mean time just try to relax ill have a nurse in here shortly." The Doctor replied. Then she headed out the door.

Vegeta grunted, and walked over to the chair not to far from Bulma's bed. If this was going to take awhile might al well get some sleep. He closed his eyes for a few moments, but never got the chance to fall asleep. Bulma's hand shot out like a rocket and grabbed Vegeta's wiry hair. Her pain was so intense why should he get the chance to rest. " You Idiot! Stay awake!" She grunted and shook his head by the hair. "Awww, Women can't take the pain?" Vegeta sneered. " Do you think I'm faking this?" She asked. When Vegeta smirked Bulma yanked so hard on his hair she nearly pulled it out. Vegeta let out an awkward yelp. Bulma loosened her grip on his hair and Vegeta quickly drew away from her. " Don't you ever do that again." He growled as he regained his usual stature " Well, don't you ever think I'm faking this." Bulma snapped. That had to have been the only time trunks ever herd his father yell in pain like that. Outside of battle that is.

Bulma took a good look at Vegeta's hair. It wasn't messed up at all aside from how it always looks anyway. " What do you put in it?" She asked. Vegeta just smirked again. " Sore wa himitsu desu." ( That's Japanese for It's a secret. Cute Joke I got from the Anime Slayers Next.) Just for telling her that made Bulma want to take another shot at ripping his hair out. Vegeta saw that look in her eye so he inch away further from her.