A/N: Merry Christmas everybody! Ummmm… heres the next chapter, aiite?
Ch 11
A few minute before noon, the telephone rang loudly, waking a couple snuggled comfortably in their bed. Bulma groaned and reached out her arm, picking up the phone on her bedside table.
"Hello?" she mumbled sleepily.
"Where the hell are you?" an angry voice asked. Bulma blinked and took a moment to realize it was 18's angry voice blaring in her ear.
"What?" she asked, confused.
"Chi's really really sick! Vegeta said you'd come over" 18 replied, sounding slightly irritated.
"I'll be right there", Bulma sat up in bed and hung up the phone. She pulled the covers off of Vegeta's body and pounded her fist against Vegeta's chest. Why didn't he tell her it was urgent? 18 sounded near tears!
"Vegeta! Why didn't you tell me 18 called?" Bulma yelled, giving him one last pound with her fists. She crawled out of bed and threw on a simple shirt and jeans. She could now walk easily and she quickly ran down the stairs, grabbing her keys and cell phone along the way.
In a few minutes, Bulma arrived at Chichi's house and quickly knocked on the door. No answer. She rang the doorbell repeatedly, but there was not reply. Bulma was about to call 18 when the door opened sharply and a tired looking blonde stepped into view. 18 gave her friend a tired smile and the two girls rushed upstairs.
"She's been barfing all over the place!" 18 explained as Bulma entered Chichi's room. The curtains were pulled shut, allowing no light into the room. A pile of tissues were littered on the floor and the blankets on the bed lay in a rumpled heap. Bulma shook her head and stepped across the room, pulling open the curtains. She lifted open the window, letting in the fresh air.
"Ok, get all those blankets off the bed", Bulma instructed as she quickly cleaned up the tissues. 18 obeyed and tossed the blankets onto a chair in the corner. Bulma walked into the adjoining restroom and spotted Chichi bent over the toilet. She looked ready to throw up and her eyes were puffy from crying. Bulma hugged her friend, then grabbed a towel and soaked it with warm water. She cleaned off Chichi's face and led the girl back to her room. With the help of 18, Bulma dressed Chichi in fresh clothes and sat her on the bed. She gave her a single blanket and a bucket.
"Chi, I'm so sorry. Vegeta got the phone and he never told me", Bulma apologized. Chichi smiled and forgave her friend.
"So, what symptoms have you had?" Bulma asked.
"I got up this morning and threw up right away. My stomach hurt a little and… well, weird thing is, I'm not really sick. I mean, I should have a cold or something, right? But I'm not sneezing or coughing or whatever", Chichi replied. Bulma thought for a moment and turned to her friend.
"Chi, are… are you pregnant?" Bulma asked quietly. The raven-haired girl turned pale and her mouth fell open.
"What?" 18 asked, slightly shocked.
"It's a possibility", Bulma said, looking up.
"But, how can you tell?" 18 asked.
"Morning sickness. Um, you know what? I'll take you two to my hose. I have pregnancy tests", Bulma decided. Chichi and 18 followed without protest, but looked at each other nervously.
Bulma pulled her car into the driveway and quickly ushered her friends out of the car. The three girls hurried out up to Bulma's room to find Vegeta still asleep in bed. Bulma quickly shut her door, hoping her friends didn't see him. But they did.
"What's he doing in your bed?" Chichi asked, looking slightly worried. Bulma shook her head and didn't reply. She pushed Chichi into the nearest restroom and handed her a pregnancy test.
"Hurry up", 18 muttered after Bulma had closed the door. While Chichi was in the restroom, her two best friends sat outside, slumped on the ground, giving each other nervous glances.
After what seemed like years to Bulma, Chichi stepped out of the bathroom in sniffling.
"What's the result?" 18 asked, jumping up from the floor.
Chichi gave her friend a sad look and burst into tears. Bulma hugged her and sighed, "C'mon, are you?"
"Why else would she be crying?" 18 rolled her eyes. Chichi nodded and began rambling while tears still leaked out of her eyes.
"How can I be pregnant? What am I going to do? I have to get married! I have to get a job! I jave to have a house! I'm going to be so fat!"
"Chi, a child is a beautiful thing. There's nothing wrong with having a baby", Bulma coaxed.
"Goku is the father, right?"18 asked with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"Of courts he is!" Bulma answered for her friend. Chichi sniffled and gave her friend a soft smile.
"I though you'd be celebrating, not crying", 18 commented, leaning lazily against the wall.
"Yeah, I guess I'm really happy for myself", Chichi agreed.
"You guess?" Bulma asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Fine, I know, ok?" Chichi said, smiling at her friends. Her eyes were still sparkling with tears, but her heart was filled with happiness.
Bulma sighed and pushed open her balcony doors, allowing the smell of fresh, clean air to flow into the room. She gently woke Vegeta and he joined her. 18 had driven Chichi home a few minutes ago and with no one else to keep her company, Bulma looked to Vegeta. She was felling abnormally happy and light hearted and she knew many events led up to her mood. Chichi had already appointed her two best friends as the baby's godmothers and Bulma had been particularly happy about it.
"What are you smiling about?" Vegeta asked, watching Bulma grin foolishly. She shook her head and gave him a big bear hug, surprising both herself and Vegeta.
"I think something in your brain is loosed. You don't like me this much, remember?" Vegeta joked sarcastically. Bulma let out a laugh and kissed him boldly, expected him to respond immediately. And he did.
Within a few seconds, the couple had collapsed onto the cold, stone floor of the balcony. Vegeta had Bulma pushed up against the wall while he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.
"Stop, C'mon, we can't do this out here. The whole city can see us", Bulma murmured, pulling away gently. She walked into the house and Vegeta followed silently.
"You hungry?" Bulma asked, putting on a jacket. Vegeta nodded and said nothing. He wanted Bulma more than anything at that moment, but was afraid to rush her.
The couple walked downstairs hand in hand, ready to start their day together.