Date At The Seaside

Epilogue Finale Part 2

Vegeta froze outside when he felt his mates powerlevel strong indoors the spa complex; he felt slightly hurt that she had not asked him to go, growling aloud at the stupid emotions she was causing him; the emotions that were becoming a great hindrance and a weakness. The prince bunched his fists tightly, never would he be feeling this way if he had still been working in space.

He still couldn't get it out of his system that he'd spoke of loving her, although he hated to admit it he knew it was true.

Love was something that a true Saiyan could never feel, or so he had believed until he met the blue haired human. Obviously all the other Saiyan's were wrong, Nappa for one who was a complete idiot.

It made Vegeta wonder if his parents could have felt these emotions he had for Bulma? As much as they were a weakness and a hindrance, they also seemed to give him strength.

He was one of the only Saiyan's to ever reach Super Saiyan level, and yet he seemed to also be one of the only Saiyan's who had felt this 'love' feeling.

His parents couldn't have felt it, if his father had felt these emotions he certainly would not have handed Vegeta over to Freeza, practically on a gold platter.

Just the thought of Freeza made his blood suddenly run icy cold, the things that tyrant had made him do… instead of living like a prince he had been practically a slave.

Disrupting the horrid images of the lizard from his mind, he focussed fully on Bulma and what she might be doing now, Freeza could leave until his next nightmare.

He had no idea of the true reason she was in the health complex; if he did he probably wouldn't have taken those steps inside to find her.

"Miss Briefs, I am happy to confirm your expectations. You most certainly are pregnant!"

Chichi gripped her friends hand even tighter, as the news sunk down faster and deeper than the Titanic. The doctor was now busy typing some more data into his computer, and was oblivious to how pale his patient was now looking.

"Pregnant…." She said slowly, as Chichi stroked her hair soothingly.

"It will be fun Bulma, I promise I'm there every step of the way. Having a baby is one of most pleasurable experiences a woman could ever have!"

Bulma suddenly awoke from her trauma, "pleasurable!" she spat, "how could having your head down a porcelain bowl half the day be considered pleasurable!"

"Lots of woman would die to have a beautiful little baby."

"What with a Saiyan whose going to shoot off into space as soon as he hears the news!"

Chichi fought back the anger that was growing, she could understand how Bulma was feeling, obviously the baby was in no way planned, - still she could be a little bit more grateful.

"BULMA BRIEFS! STOP ACTING SO SPOILT!"

The Doctor turned from his monitor, and began to observe the two feisty girls. Bulma looked as though she was going to burst into tears, and the other looked as though she was going to explode with anger.

How did he get such lovely peaceful patients?

"SPOILT! I'M IN NO WAY SPOILT! HOW DARE YOU!"

"You really are acting like Vegeta! This is exactly how he would behave in this situation, always looking out for himself and nobody else! Well its news for you Bulma, but soon your going to have to start looking out for a child!"

It was at that point that the anger bubble between the two burst, and Bulma broke down into a fit of tears. The only thing she was now feeling was frightened and anxious. She was anxious because she really didn't know how her prince was going to react to the news, and of course she was terrified about what being pregnant with a demi-Saiyan was going to be like.

Worst-case scenario he could destroy the planet, best-case scenario he would stay with her and bring up the child.

After a few minutes of frantic sobbing, and going through an entire box of the doctors tissues; Bulma decided she was going to have to face the music and find Vegeta. Unsurprisingly the doctor had no advice for her, and instead gave her a stupid phone number if she wanted to chat.

She wasn't suicidal, she wasn't going to run and jump off a bridge, or stick her head in a gas oven. She was just pregnant.

"Chichi… I'm really scared." Bulma whispered as she blew her nose on yet another tissue, and wiped her eyes with the back of her arm.

The doctor closed the door behind them, and unbeknownst to the couple lit up a cigarette straight under the 'no smoking' sign in his room.

Thank goodness she didn't usually wear make-up, Bulma had been blessed with her mothers good looks, if she had been wearing make-up it would have been a sore sight. Her eyes were red and bloodshot from the salty tears, and her cheeks were sore and wet.

"Don't be scared sweetie, I promise it will get better." Chichi said quietly as she led her friend to the exit of the complex. The marble flooring glistening, and the bright sunlight filtering through the glass roof was causing it to feel extremely hot, it was just like being in a giant green house.

Vegeta felt the woman's power level leaving the complex, and quickly he too left and went to find out where she was. He was beginning to get puzzled as to why her power level was so low, she obviously wasn't feeling any better, and even though he knew she was with the 'banshee' he couldn't help but begin to grow concerned.

His jealous thoughts earlier, about Bulma going to the hotel with Chichi had evaporated, as he caught sight of a very pale Bulma getting into the car he felt his stomach tighten. She looked upset about something; somebody must have done something to his mate.

She never cried without a reason, unless she was feeling really sick again…

Before he even knew what he was doing, the prince flew through the air and grabbed open the door to her sports car. Bulma squealed in fright and shock, and prepared to batter the invader into oblivion.

Finally she opened her eyes, and met his sexy coal dark pupils and his annoying smirk.

"YOU BAKA!" she screamed, as she hauled herself from the car, and gritted her teeth with rage.

She was in no state for the prince of all idiots to be scaring the life out of her, as if to answer the question she felt a pang in her stomach.

Chichi just watched from the car, as Bulma proceeded to hurl insults to Vegeta, before she finally ran over to a fern bush and vomited very harshly.

"You shouldn't be doing that, she needs to get her blood pressure down." Chichi scolded, Vegeta growled at the banshee butting in. she was on the verge of being as annoying as Kakkorot.

"Did you like what you saw in the shower woman?" Vegeta taunted, as Chichi turned away and blushed crimson.

Vegeta didn't even know what high blood pressure was; perhaps it was something to do with why she was being so sick. He refrained himself from going over, and ensuring that she was okay as she puked.

The smell of the sick still got to him, a few moments later Bulma pulled herself together and cursed to herself.

Just seeing Vegeta was making her feel horrid, how was he going to react when he found the reason of her illness? Was this gorgeous prince going to just walk out on her life and leave her to bring up a child?

"I'm going home Vegeta, now MOVE."

Vegeta just as he had done earlier refused to budge; he stood by the door of her car arms folded, and staring mischievously through her.

"MOVE!"

"What's wrong with you woman? You are still sick."

"Shouldn't you be doing your precious training Vegeta, I really want to just get home."

Chichi prevented herself from screaming at Bulma to tell him.

"I could just fly you, baka."

Bulma caught a glance of her friend, and then she looked again to Vegeta. "Look… we really need to talk."

"Well then, what's the problem woman!"

Vegeta found his throat growing dry, as his mate began to form tears in her eyes. Somebody must have hurt her; he found a rage growing inside of him it was like a wild fire being ignited. Before he knew what was happening, Bulma grabbed hold of him, and buried her head in his strong muscular chest.

"What are you trying to tell me?" Vegeta said softly, Chichi was looking towards them earnestly, but both were oblivious as Vegeta had his back turned.

"Geta… I'm so scared."

Growling at her weakness, he was confused as to why she was scared. Had somebody threatened or attacked her in some way? Perhaps she was much more sick than he had previously thought… before the prince even knew what he was doing he pulled her into a strong embracing hug, her head was still on his chest, but now he nuzzled her with his cheek soothingly.

"I've been to the doctors,…" she said quietly, as she released a loud sob.

This could be the last time he held her like this; it could be the last time he even spoke to her. To say Bulma was terrified was another thing, she was far beyond that.

"I'm pregnant." She said simply, with that she burst into a fit of tears and pulled away from his embracing cuddle just as he let go.

Tears welled up in her eyes even more, as confusion did in his. He looked so much different as he stood wordless, and focussed on the ground. He still looked proud and arrogant, but that was mixed with something else. Could it be a seething anger that he had never felt before? Perhaps it was disgust at her being so stupid.

"I don't…. understand."

Bulma quickly turned away before he could break her heart. She knew the moment he got his head around her getting knocked up; he was taking the first shuttle off the planet and leaving her forever.

"I'll raise the child myself…"

Chichi prepared to get out of the car, but decided she should leave it a little longer there was nothing she could do now she almost felt as though she were intruding.

Vegeta stood for a few moments, as Bulma sobbed hard and held her abdomen. He felt a flurry of emotions, never before could he have ever believed he could have a child. He hated kids.

Part of him was shocked, and the other he couldn't even think of a word to describe it. For once in his life, the prince was wordless.

His eyes were now shut, and his jaw clenched shut; his past was flowing through his mind. How could he an evil Saiyan prince be a father to a child, what was he to do… he could run away like most would, or he could stick with the woman and turn their child into a true fighter.

He was scared of turning out like Kakkorot; he could become a man like the clown he detested so much. Now it wasn't Bulma who was feeling sick to the stomach, it was him.

His pride was now buried under these stupid emotions that were almost suffocating him, his mate was crying, was it because she was ashamed of him being the father.

The woman was carrying his son; he knew it was going to be a male. Instinct told him that. Now he concentrated hard he could feel the tiniest ki flittering from inside her tummy. For a brief second everything seemed to snap into place, as he looked the woman straight into the eyes he felt an overwhelming feeling of the horrid love sensation.

How was he so stupid to not realise, it would explain why she was being continuously sick, Nappa and Radditz had both taught him of the signs of a female carrying a child.

In his heart he wanted someone to carry on his royal Saiyan blood. Bulma began to run in the opposite direction, she didn't know where she was going but she just had to escape his presence.

Her heart just couldn't take it. If he were to take off and leave her again it would break her in two.

Chichi quickly got out of the car, but by the time she looked up Vegeta had already gone.

Disclaimer: Oh dear… I am very mean leaving it there aren't I….

As you can guess I have completely finished the story, the third part of the epilogue is done and dusted and just waiting for a posting.

:0( It brings many tears to my eyes…. My little baby fic has finally all grown up…. (Okay I confess this was originally going to be a two/three shot but it totally escalated from there!)

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