Chapter Seven

Okay, it has been so long since I've updated any fanfics, but I liked this one the most so I decided to start here. Hope you like the chapter.

……….Warning: lemon loaded………

Many months later…

She was lying in bed, fast asleep, her chest rising and falling with each precious breath. She was his everything; she was the reason why he trained, why he fought, why he lived. Really lived. Everything seemed to have more meaning now, especially since the birth of his son, Trunks.

Vegeta sat up and watched over his mate, his eyes travelling up and down her naked body. The had not made love that night, but they had played around and shared some laughs, Vegeta liked that about her, he could always get a kick out of her, she was a lot of fun to be with. He leaned forward and brushed his lips lightly across her soft skin along her chest, the rounded mounds of flesh were a great temptation and even though she was asleep he couldn't help himself. He kissed them and then let his head fall upon her chest, as he listened to her heart beat steadily, it was almost in timed with his but his was beginning to race.

"Bulma..." he whimpered, wondering if she could hear him. Bulma stirred slightly but did not wake. He was becoming impatient. "Bulma…!" He latched onto the her neck and began to lick and suck the skin, his left arm stretch down the length of her body and his hand crept towards her inner thigh.

"Wha?" Bulma yawned, arching her back as her body stretched. Her eyes slowly opened and a smile spread across her face, her husband was certainly a very active lover at times, actually, all the time and she loved it. He was very attentive; he always aimed to please her. She could feel his hand trying to work her up and the feeling of his hot tongue on her neck helped to arouse her from not only her sleep, but into an exciting state of lust and desire.

"Good morning to you too mister!" She giggled as she let her husband do as he pleased. He growled, nipped and licked as she moaned and writhed in ecstasy, she loved every moment and he loved her reaction to his efforts.

Damn, you're hot! The prince thought, smiling wickedly as his fingers touched her most precious spot, she was on the brink of a climax, her breathing was becoming heavier, her nipples were hardened and her body felt like is on fire, burning with so many exotic sensations she thought she was going to explode.

"Come!" Vegeta grunted as he began to kiss her lips, sucking on her bottom lip tenderly as she gasped for air. She could feel his tongue working it's way into her mouth and she welcomed it eagerly. Bulma finally released and she felt her whole body shudder and twitch as she became engulfed in the pure sense of pleasure. Her eyes were glazed over and her chest was heaving, her breathing was rapid and there were droplets of sweat on her forehead and down on her nose. Vegeta smirked, he knew he did well and got up to go have a shower.

"Is that all?" Bulma called as she heard him turn the water on in the shower. Vegeta just smiled, he knew she was teasing but perhaps tonight they would ruffle the sheets again. He was about to step under the streaming hot water but something pulled him back, he could here crying. "Trunks…."

He quickly pulled on some shorts and raced out of the room. Bulma just sat up in bed, her hair messy and her eyes slightly bloodshot red. "What's wrong?"

Vegeta hurried into the baby's room, the boy was crying softly, it was almost a muffled cry like he didn't want to but could hold it back either. The prince walked over to the crib where the baby sleep and leaned over to look at him, the boy's face was very red and there were no tears running down his cheeks. Was he in pain? Bulma was soon by his side and as soon as she saw her son she scooped him up into her arms.

"Is he alright?" Vegeta asked, he felt nervous.

"I dunno. It looks like just a fever. I'll get him some medicine from the shops. Can you hold onto him while I get dressed and drive down the road? I won't be long." Bulma handed her son over then walked out of the room to get ready. Vegeta froze, his son was sick? Saiyans never got sick, even as babies, but then he was part human. He walked out of the room and into his own, patting Trunks gently on his back to calm him down.

"Bulma…"

"Sweetie, I really should hurry up…"

"But…"

"I won't be long, honest!" She smiled, she was acting like nothing was wrong, but something just didn't seem right, something was very wrong, it was definitely not a 'fever'.

"I think he should go the hospital. Saiyans don't get sick Bulma, ever. We have extremely efficient immune systems; we're a lot tougher than humans…" Vegeta said sternly.

"Well he is part human" Bulma put her hands on her hips, "and look, is Goku meant to get some kind of heart virus in the future?"

"I wonder who he gets that virus from." Vegeta cocked an eyebrow, he was suspicious. Bulma her husband's eyes, and then she looked at the baby in his arms, should she take the chance?

"You're right. Let's take him to the hospital. Although I think you're completely wrong…it's not worth the risk, is it?" Bulma threw some clothes at the prince, "now get dressed properly would you!" She took her son and carried him down stars and prepared the car and strapped in the baby seat. Vegeta met her downstairs wearing the same shorts and a tight fitting white singlet.

Bulma was always the driver though Vegeta could easily ride a motorbike. She took her little family to the hospital and in her heart she was hoping she was right and that there was nothing seriously wrong with her baby.

3 hours later…

"I told you!" Bulma beamed as she got the report back from the doctor giving Trunks the all clear, it was just a simple fever after all and she couldn't be happier. Trunks was prescribed some syrup and that was all. Vegeta remained quite, even on the trip home.

"What's wrong now?" She asked, she looked into the review mirror, Trunks was sleeping and the redness in his face a settled down quite a bit.

"It's not long now, you know, until the androids come" Vegeta mumbled, he couldn't even face her.

"Yeah, but you've trained the best you could. All of you are prepared, I'm sure it will be different than what was meant to happen in the future, after all, you are a super saiyan now."

"I don't have a choice now, I can't fail….I mean, I sort of understand how in all those fights before how Kakarot never gave up, it just wasn't an option for him and for me…giving up would mean losing you and my son, I just can't let that happen, it isn't an option for me…"