Disclaimer: You know by now so I don't have to tell you...well all right, I don't own DBZ.
Note from Author: I wonder what Vegeta will do when he finds out? I wonder?
Chapter 13: The Uneasy laugh
Almost three months have passed, and Bulma was starting to get real big. She had a list of names, boy and girl, and highlighted the ones she liked. She had a baby room, and her father stopped working on serious projects and concentrated on toys, lots and lots of toys. Her mother had designed a whole new room for the baby, and a new room for Bulma and Vegeta. With Bulma's request, she made it two beds that roll and can make one, in case Vegeta wasn't up to sleeping in the same bed. Bulma was almost excited about the whole thing... that is until she attended the first and last lamas class.
Meanwhile, Vegeta was lying unconscious, in a small pool of his own blood on the same planet. He knocked himself unconscious, a day ago, and still hadn't awoke. When the planet began shaking, he awoke, with a pounding pain in his head. He trudged to the ship, holding his head and punched a few buttons to check out what was going on. When he saw the reason for the shaking, he got real serious. All of his training, and developing of new techniques, he had shattered the core of the planet, and now it was about to fall apart, he quickly pressed the emergency escape button and the ship quickly blasted off into space and headed back for earth, as it is programmed to do in emergencies. Vegeta was glad, he couldn't take too much more of space, and he needed better medical attention then a first aid kit. 8 days the computer told him, until he would reach earth, he didn't even think about training, he cleaned himself up as best as he could, he noticed a sharp pain in his arm, and came to the conclusion that it was broken. He wrapped his head as best he could, but his entire body was still in pain. He headed towards the bed, and began to blackout. He made one final lunge for the bed and was successful as he passed out, right on it.
The next week went by fast for Bulma, she ate, and slept, ate and slept, occasionally watching soap operas, trying to get the graphic images of a birth out of her head. At the end of the week she was extra tired, not for any particular reason, but she headed for bed and got in. Almost as soon as she fell asleep, the nightmares occurred. She saw herself being rushed to the hospital room to give birth, and out of her birth came a monster, killing her. He tore out, leaving Bulma almost dead, and then he lifter his hand, and out glowed a ball of fire, and then, BOOM!! She awoke. She took a look out her window and there was Vegeta's ship, the landing was not as soft as normal as the Legs of the ship were broken off.
Bulma rushed down the stairs to see Vegeta, but the hatch didn't open. Her father came out, with a medical robot just in case someone got hurt in the landing. Bulma walked over to the ship and opened it, it was dark inside, and half of the lights didn't work. She, and her father entered carefully, almost scared of the atmosphere inside. She walked further in, and saw the bed, and a body on it, wrapped like a mummy, it was Vegeta. Mr. Briefs hurried his robot in and had it carry Vegeta to the clinic. Bulma surprisingly wasn't worried, it was Vegeta, and he got out of much worse than this.
Two Days Later:
Vegeta awoke with the sun on his face, at first; he didn't have any clue where he was. After a minute or so, he placed it, and got up to eat, he was starving. On his way he went to the bathroom, the only other thing he was dying to do. Bulma was sitting down at the table when he entered, with a Vegeta sized load of plates by her. Her mother had left for the day to do flower shopping, but she left Bulma and Vegeta enough food to eat.
"Shoot," Bulma said as she saw Vegeta, "I was hoping that you would still be a sleep so I could eat your breakfast, oh well, sit down eat," she said reluctantly.
Vegeta sat down and held his throbbing head. It still hurt but not as bad. He began munching down with one hand with a fork, and the other still on his head when something caught his eye. "Now..." Bulma cut him off trying to change the subject before it started.
"Hey Vegeta, how did you hurt yourself anyways, and how did you get back?"
Vegeta looked at her strangely and answered, "a new technique gone bad on the wrong planet."
"Oh" she said sounding concerned.
They continued eating when Vegeta realized what he was going to say before,
"Now I may have a big bump on my head, and probably a bad concussion, but call me crazy or you...fat?"
Bulma sighed, and answered him, "well, not fat...pregnant."
Vegeta laughed a little, "Boy, didn't take you long to find someone else to mate with," he said, amused and disappointed.
"Well," she said back, "I didn't exactly find someone else..." she said as she tried to insinuate it was his.
Vegeta kept eating, he didn't realize what she said, "your child is powerful, I can feel him from the womb."
"That may be because you're the father..."
At first it didn't register in his head, but when it hit, it caused him to choke on a piece of bacon. Bulma got up and began patting his back hard as he coughed hard, trying to expel the bacon from his throat. Once it came out, Bulma sat back down and continued eating. Vegeta grabbed a tall glass of juice and drank it all down, sad it wasn't alcohol. "So...so you're sure?" he said reluctantly.
"Yup, doc said it has a tail."
Vegeta sighed, "Does anyone else know?"
Bulma laughed an uneasy laugh, and looked down at her bulging belly, "I think they would of noticed by know."
Vegeta nodded, "Stupid Question." There was an uneasy silence in the room as they ate. Bulma kept peeking up at Vegeta to see any sign of anger, or concern. There was none. Instead he spoke, as calm as calm could be. "So what do we do?"
"Well," she thought, "That is really up to you, I mean, I am going to raise it..." he cut her off.
"Oh no your not, not if it is a boy." Bulma was stunned at his willingness.
"Why not?" she wondered.
"Well, you can raise it until it can walk, but from then on, it trains like a saiyan, I will not have a faggot son like Kakarotte's."
"Well, I am not going to have a dumb muscle bound saiyan son, he will be smart and intelligent." She shot back.
"If you train him to be smart that is one thing, even I got schooling as a child, but it ends there, he wont be some sissy momma's boy."
"Agreed, you can train him as long as he can go to school and learn, but he can be a momma's boy if he wants."
"Agreed, but he wont be a momma's boy, or I won't call him my son."
"fine..." there again was an uneasy silence, "what if it is a girl?"
"Then you keep it, I can't train a girl..." she cut him off.
"And why not?"
"Because saiyan royalty don't train if they are a woman, they grow to give birth to a healthy offspring, that is all."
"Well fine, you can help her grow to give healthy offspring." She answered back.
"I doesn't matter anyways." He said.
"Why is that?"
"Because it is a boy, I can sense his energy and it is a boy alright." Bulma Gasped at the discovery of her Childs sex. A boy, that's just great she thought, another little Vegeta running around the house.
"Vegeta..." he looked up as to acknowledge her. "What about living conditions?"
"They have to change?" he asked almost concerned.
"Well, he may grow up a little messed up if his parents sleep in different beds." She said to him.
"My sleep is important, and babies, especially strong ones, make a lot of noise. When he quiets down when he is a little older..." he didn't finish.
"When he quiets down when he is a little older what?" she said to him.
"Maybe, I don't know, that will be at least a year from...now..." Vegeta got up from his seat and looked over to the calendar. "Sure enough, May 6th," he said as he read the date. "One year from now, it may not even matter." He looked down at his plates and picked them up. He put them in the sink and went outside and into the fixed Gravity Chamber. Mr. Briefs was a miracle worker. Vegeta got in and began to warm up for training, he forgot completely about his headache. As he turned it on, he expected Bulma to come after him, tell him he was injured, and he couldn't train, but she didn't. She knew and he knew that nothing could happen between them until the androids were taken care of. Vegeta cranked up the machine to 420 and began to train. A year to go and for the first time in his life, he was scared, because now he had something to lose.