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Chapter 12: Expectations

"…I'm Pregnant," Bulma said as she dipped her head down.

Bulma's mother and father began jumping up in joy, clapping their hands, and praising the day. "Oh, Bulma that is so wonderful, please tell me your not joking!" he mother said with glee.

"Nope," she said with her head titled. "But the other thing that I have to tell you will most likely not make you happy," she said with her head still down.

"Well, what is it about?" her father said concerned. Her mother was still clapping her hands, in joy.

"Well…" she could barely get it out, "Vegeta is the father."

Bulma's mother stopped and looked at her, and her father's expression didn't change. Then suddenly the two looked at each other and then really began celebrating. Bulma looked confused, as she stared at the two joyful people and wondered why they were so happy.

She then got so angry because of their celebration, that she shot up from her chair and began yelling at them, "What is wrong with you, why do you think that this is a good thing?"

Bulma's mother looked at her with shock, and said to her in a voice, showing her confidence, "well, at least we know it will be a strong, and beautiful baby." Once Bulma heard this she stopped her pouting and realized the truth. If the child was a boy, and half as strong as Gohan, the other Saiyan Human, then he would be able to hold his own against nearly anything. She smiled at this, and deep inside, she knew that with Vegeta's power, and her looks, it would be a perfect match. And she knew if it was a girl, she could be a strong and gorgeous child, able to stand up to anything that a guy would throw at her.

Bulma left her happy parents to go off and think for a while. Once she got to the house, she headed for Vegeta's room. She knew that he would not be there, but at least he would be there in her mind. She opened the door and headed in, closing it behind her. She went to the bed and sat down, immediately met by Vegeta's smell in his bed. She fell back and laid there, her mind flooded with confusion, but the only one thing that she could think about was him.

3 months later, in a galaxy far, far away…

Vegeta was training under 450 times earth's gravity. He had perfected the big bang on some, not so fortunate, test subjects. At full power, it couldn't destroy a planet, because it exploded on impact, but at full power, it could wipe out 100's of square miles. But then again, most of his attacks could do the same; it is all a matter of how much energy you give to the blast. In this case, Vegeta gave enough energy to make him weak; by shooting a full powered big bang.

Vegeta had increased his power substantially. He hadn't just passed super saiyan; he went beyond its early stages. He was beginning to understand it's power, and he began to control it well. He decided to land on a planet that was quite and uninhabited. Also, the planet would acts as a gravity trainer because of its large size.

Vegeta landed on the planet and left the ship wearing his armor. He immediately felt the increase in gravitational pull, and adjusted himself. It was about 410 times earths Gravity, but instead of training on a flat surface, he would be training on a surface with obstacles. He stretched his muscles out and powered up, not to super saiyan, but to get energy flowing through his body.  He took a deep breath, and then began running. He flew through the air, flying towards a mountain valley near by.

Vegeta hit the valley head on, propelling him self off of mountains, to other mountains. Using all of his muscles to move him around, Vegeta tired quickly. He went through a routine of attacks and movements that would of left anyone else crippled in doing it under these extreme pressures. After a day out there, he was pooped. All of his muscles ached in pain, and blood gushed heavily out of wounds he had accumulated. Though few, Vegeta's wounds stung. He skinned both his knees, and elbows trying to stop himself early in the day. His head had a scratch on his cheek from landing quickly on an unstable rock, and falling on it, and he had a bruised tailbone from slipping on the ground wile moving quite quickly. But Vegeta hadn't noticed any of them; do to the adrenalin running through his body, in excitement of his powers. He got up, and flew back to his ship leisurely. He landed in front and got in, heading immediately for the first aid kit to clean his wounds. It took him a good thirty minutes to wrap his cuts and bruises up, but it was worth it, because he felt much better afterwards.

Vegeta sat down to the table where he ate dinner, and popped out a prepared meal from the freezer. Opening it, he popped it in the microwave and cooked it. Once finished, he put it in front of him and began to eat. Vegeta dipped his head down during dinner and thought of what was going on, on earth right now, he had gotten himself so far away from the planet, that if fighting broke out now, it would be more than a week until he could get back. He quickly finished his dinner and walked over to the transmitter. He dialed in home, but hesitated, "Should I call?" he erased the dial and walked away, if fighting had broken out, it wouldn't be the androids, and they probably wouldn't be strong enough to do anything anyways.

He headed for bed to rest, he had a big day ahead of him tomorrow, and the next day, he wasn't going to leave until he felt at ease on the planet, feeling no gravity at all...

Back on earth:

Bulma had finished with her morning sickness. She had gone to the doctors and he said that he could tell the gender, but she wanted Vegeta to find out the same time she did. The doctor also noticed the tail, but Bulma wasn't surprised, which shocked the doctor. She began showing a little, but not to much, it was only because she was so skinny that anything was noticeable. Her mother of course noticed and commented every time she saw.

Bulma was getting worried, Vegeta had been gone for three months now, he hadn't even called. She went to the room and sat down in front of the transmitter, ready to call him. She dialed up the receiver of his ship and prepared for connection. Her hand began moving closer to the button, but then she stopped. "If Vegeta is hurt, there isn't much I can do for him. He knows his limitations, besides, he would just get mad that I distracted him, and he would surely notice me fatter. He would get angry at me when I told him because he would get completely distracted from training, that is why he left."

After she reassured her self, she headed back to her room; she slept a lot now, and was always tired. She woke up in the night a little hungry, and walked down stairs to get something to eat. She got a tub of Ice Cream, her favorite, the one with the chocolate covered nuts. She grabbed a spoon and began picking away at it, eating only the nuts. After eating her third one, she dropped the spoon in the gallon container and laughed, "He sure grows on you," she said as she giggled to her self quietly. "I remember the first time he and I were alone...gosh, that feels like ages ago..."

Flashback to right before Namekian Dragonballs were used on earth:

Bulma was walking through the halls of her house and came upon a shadowy figure in a hallway in her house. Who ever it was, it was holding it's head in its hands, almost crying. She walked closer and focused on the pointy haired man sitting in the corner, facing a wall. It was Vegeta. Bulma walked over and got close, and she could hear muttering coming from him. "I can't believe it was him, I trained so hard my whole life, and I was surpassed...beaten by a low level."

He gripped his hair tightly as to pull it right out. Bulma walked a few steps closer and put her hand on his shoulder. The Saiyan was paralyzed, he couldn't move. He struggled to turn his head the direction. "It's Ok Vegeta, you are so strong, I know you can make Super Saiyan," She said with a big smile on her face.

With a deep exhale, he stood up and faced her face to face. This was the first time she noticed how tall he really was, she always thought he was inches taller than Krillin, but she now noticed he looked down at her by an inch. His stance was so proud, she could tell that he was a price and wasn't making that up. After he stared her up and down, he smiled, a cool smile, not his evil smirk. He let out another sigh, which almost exhilarated Bulma, exciting her, she began to smile, but not large, almost held back, and she blushed. "Of course I will...but what do you know," he said with a cocky but almost playful tone.

"More than you think," she said with a very flirtatious and playful tone. This caught Vegeta off guard he was stunned, he shook his head and got serious again, as he was about to tell her off, she pecked him on the cheek, "keep up the good word tiger" she was almost evil with her actions as Vegeta didn't know what to do. After almost a minute went by after she had left Vegeta finally shook it off and walked away, making sure no one saw it.

Back to present:

Bulma was now laughing, remembering that day, she was so evil, and she loved it.

Vegeta was thinking of the same thing, remembering that kiss, even then he knew there was something different about this woman. A woman that didn't fear him, though she had no power, and he was one of the strongest in the universe. He could feel himself attracted to her, in some small way. But he knew his attraction was to her boldness, not her body, but her personality, something he only truly realized now, half beaten from a long day of training.

He decided to call, to say something, he went over to the machine and dialed in, he punched the connect button, but something was wrong. He went out and checked the transmitter; it was blown to shreds. "Oh well, what was I thinking anyway, I can feel the energy flowing away from my body with all of this weakness, disgraceful." Vegeta walked back in and took a quick nap. When he awoke, he put on his armor and headed out again, training harder and harder, getting ready for what was ahead.

Back on Earth, Bulma was out shopping for baby cloths, getting ready for what was ahead for her. She made three lunch breaks between shopping, "If you thought human babies made you eat a lot, imagine a saiyan baby," she joked with her mother, who came along with her for her shopping. Bulma walked outside, freezing with the winter air, she got back into her car and sped of with her mom as an scared passenger. They arrived home late, and after a large dinner, Bulma went up stares to go to sleep. She walked over to her calendar to rip of another day. When she did, her heart skipped a beat, February 6th, 15 months until the androids were coming...

Sorry about the 11 month wait for chapter twelve, I forgot, :D, boy do I feel stupid, oh well, I have new inspiration, I hope I keep up this time.