Chapter 8:Bulma
Another public appearance to show off my child, the good thing was I got to hold my baby. The bad thing was he was Vegeta's child to everyone that came to see him. It really wasn't that bad though, I spent most of the time looking down at my baby and I knew that he was mine.
I got praise from strangers for having a son. My husband was also given warm comments. It didn't matter what any of them said I was with my child and that was all there was in the world right now. Not even Vegeta could keep me away from him anymore, I would use my plan on him tonight and he would have to let me, I knew he would.
After five hours I was ready to go. It took me another half an hour to gather up the courage to say something, but I finally did, "Vegeta?"
He turned and looked down at me, "What do you want?"
"Um. Can we go home soon", I uttered the words slowly, "I'm just really tired and I think Trunks might be too."
"Soon."
"Okay…Vegeta?"
He growled trying to keep calm, "What?"
"Um…never mind."
We left after another hour and I was so thankful to sit down. As soon as I got in the door a servant came to take Trunks away. She went away quickly and before I could object Vegeta pushes me gently by my back to his room. This is perfect, and I'm not kidding.
I put my arms around his neck when he got close enough in bed. He gave me a surprised look, but when I moved closer to him he put his arms around my waist and pulled me the rest of the way. I took a deep breath and continued to sleep with him voluntarily. He seemed content and I decided to make my request.
"Vegeta?"
He looked at me, "What?"
"I want to see my child again, please. The servants are always taking him."
He sighed when I kissed his neck before he could answer, "Fine. Whatever you want."