Chapter 4 is up.

"What?" Trunks gasped before staring at her belly slowly slipping his hands from hers and spreading them across her stomach.

"The baby is about two months along but it is in a lot of distress. She may lose it." Bulma added quietly. "It's important that you don't overexert yourself for a few weeks."

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked softly. She stared down at her hands. "I don't know. I didn't know how to tell you. I thought it would've been too much too fast."

Trunks sighed deeply. "You're my mate, Mel. I was fully aware of the possibilities associated with that. Come on, I'm the son of two geniuses. Don't you think something rubbed off?"

"B-but, you were acting so weird towards me." She retorted "whenever I asked you how you were feeling you avoided the question and bed me."

A blush appeared on everyone's face but her own.

"Mel…you realize that we're not alone in here." He spoke quietly. She shrugged.

"You were just told that I am pregnant, don't you think everyone in here knows how that happened."

Trunks smirked. "Well they don't need details."

Bulma giggled. "I'm going to make sure that you don't do anything to harm my grandchild. I know how stubborn you are. Wait until Prince Vegeta hears of this."

Everyone stiffened and the Saiyan's wife smiled.

"I'm just kidding. I'll wait a little while before telling him."

"Mom, please don't kid about stuff like that, I think that he'd blow a vessel in his brain if he knew."

"I'm sorry honey it was too hard to pass up. I guess the next question is…when are you two getting married. You're practically doing everything a married couple does. You live together, you do..erm…couple things, and now you have a baby on the way." Bulma blankly stared to the ceiling. "come to think of it, that's almost exactly how your father and I started out."

"M-marriage." She stuttered. "I'm not even out of college yet."

Trunks rose an lavender eyebrow at her.

"I certainly hope that you're not worried about money. I am the acting president of Capsule Corp."

"No, this has nothing to do with money. I-I I feel like we are moving so fast. I love you, Trunks, but we're so young."

It was Bulma's turn to get upset. She raised her hands to her hips.

"You mean, even with my son's child growing inside of you, you're still having cold feet?"

"Mom, please…" The demi-Saiyan silenced her. "She's right. I understand."

"Do you regret this? You know…becoming my mate? Becoming pregnant with my child?" he asked his azul orbs burned into her own. Her head sunk.

"Trunks, I had a really long, painful day…please."

"Just answer my questions and I'll let you rest."

"…."

"…Mel…"

"These past couple of months were the best in my life…I don't regret becoming your mate. I'm happy that you chose me but…the baby. I don't know how to feel about it. I wanted a bit more time for ourselves, you'know just for us." She murmured placing her hand on top of his on their place on her belly.

"We could've used protection, Mel…you never stopped me. I thought if you didn't want to get pregnant that you would've been on birth control."

"I wasn't thinking…I can never think around you."

"Do you think that we wouldn't have time together if I asked for your hand in marriage?"

"I-I don't know."

"What is it Mel?"

"I don't know…I just don't know."

"Well regardless of what you want to do, I'll always be yours. Saiyans mate for life." He whispered shifting his eyes from her face to her swollen belly. "So, are you going to-"

"Of course! I'm still going to have the baby…"

"Good. That's a relief." He replied, it visibly looked like a ton of brick was lifted from his shoulders. He shoved his hand in his pocket and fished out a little black box. Her eyes widened.

"I was going to give this to you when you were done being angry at me and returned from your grandmother's house."

"B-but Trunks-"

"I'm not going to open it. I'm just giving it to you. Either you can put it on when you're ready or give it back to me."

She picked up the little black box and opened it. She gasped. It was an Adonis Rose Solitaire ring. The band itself was curved as if it were the branches of an actual rose, branching off leaf-shaped diamonds until it met the central stone. It appeared to be around four carats at least. It was beautiful. She felt tears escape her eyes for a third time tonight.

"It's beautiful…" She whispered, and then closed the box, much to his dissatisfaction.

"beautiful ring for a beautiful girl." He responded before kissing her forehead. 'Awws' collected from around the room.

"Why don't you do that for me, Goten." Velise hissed as she elbowed him in the ribs. Goten laughed sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head. Trunks' mate smiled warmly at them. Goten walked over to her and crouched down.

"Do you want us to stay? It's getting late." She smiled again before draping her arms around his shoulders, pulling him into an embrace.

"Thank you so much, Goten." Her voice cracked and he wrapped his arms around her protectively. "I'm going to take Velise home and I'm coming back, okay?"

She nodded into the crook of his neck before releasing him. The second son of Goku stood up and gave Trunks a thumbs-up before taking Velise's hand and fading from eyesight.

"come on." Trunks murmured hooking his arms underneath the backs of my knees and arms. She clutched the little black box with one hand and swung the other arm around his neck. She gazed down at the sheet she was laying on and there was a huge circle of blood. Bulma quickly wrapped it up in her arms.

"I made a bath for you a while ago, I think that the water has cooled enough now."

She suddenly became aware of my nakedness, she was only scantily covered by a white sheet. When they entered the bathroom, he kneeled down and eased her into the water then removed the sheet. She placed the little black box on a shelf of the tub. The water was amazing.

Trunks pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the opposite side, falling in a heap on the floor. He then took a sponge and dipped it into the water.

"I can wash myself, you'know." She protested , he pressed a finger on my lips and began to rub off the dirt from the day…and from that man. The lower he got on her body the more nervous she got. He was currently washing off her belly when she froze.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. "I want to wash the memory of him from you."

She nodded her head and he skipped down and began washing her legs, each one as delicately as possible. She had been squeezing her eyes shut when he reached mid-thigh.

"Mel, I want to wash you…there." He spoke cautiously and she shook my head violently. He paused. "I'm not going to hurt you, it's me."

She took a sharp breath and spread her legs slightly, just enough for him to reach between them. He stroked her hair with his free hand then the sponge and her sex made contact. The world stopped spinning.

"NOOOOO…" She let out an anguished scream before she choked out a few sobs.

"Mel, shhh. It's okay, I'm here. It's me." He consoled but it stung. It hurt so bad from that one little touch, she couldn't allow him to go further.

"Mel, you're starting to bleed again. Please calm down. The baby." This man the son of two geniuses was reduced to stiff words and choppy sentences but the last one made her snap out of it.

"My baby…" She whispered.

"Our baby." He corrected, placing both of his hands on the sides of her face and bringing her to a quick kiss, the sponge was lost in the water.

"You ready?" he asked grabbing a few towels from behind him. She nodded grabbing the little black box before he fished her out.

"Aren't you going to take a shower?" She asked. He smirked. "Why? Do I stink?"

She gave him a subtle smile. "Well if you must know, I'm waiting until you fall asleep."

They entered their bedroom. 'Oh how I missed that bed, not that we ever got much sleep...That's why I am where I am now' She scolded herself. He laid her down on the bed and she finally gave her little black box a home, sliding it under the pillow. He clasped her hand in his. "Is there anything that you need?"

"Tell me something…that man that attacked me. He told me that you ruined his life…how?"

"Actually, I was aiming towards if you wanted something to drink or-"

"Trunks!"

"okay, okay…I'll tell you if you agree to go to sleep."

She nodded.