Goku had a long search ahead of him. It was only going to be himself and Yamcha in search of Bulma, since Piccolo insisted that Gohan's training was not be disrupted after they had their lunch. Chichi sided with Piccolo as well, because she didn't want Gohan to miss out on anymore study time. He was outnumbered, so he would try his hardest to find Bulma as fast as possible.
Goku didn't know where to start looking so he used Capsule Corp. as his starting point. He could feel Vegeta's familiar ki and noted that the fellow saiyan was getting stronger, it wouldn't be too long before he reached super saiyan status. He thought about asking Vegeta if he had any idea of Bulma's where-a-bouts but then thought against it. Goku recognized that Vegeta had reach such high power levels due to dedicated training, so it was unlikely that Vegeta had allowed Bulma's absence to affect him in any way.
Off a hunch, Goku headed north of Capsule Corp towards the woods. There was a familiar energy radiating from there and he felt that it could be connected to Bulma. Yamcha had already headed west of Capsule Corp. and agreed to cover the east end if he couldn't find her, and Goku would search the south if the north didn't turn up any leads, thus their bases were covered.
The sky was darkening as he soared above the woods moving toward the familiar energy source. It wasn't too long before Goku saw a Capsule house at the base of a tall red pine tree in his sights. He pried the door open and was hit with déjà vu. The Capsule house was identical to the one he and Bulma had shared as kids.
And there she was, sprawled out on the twin bed, the covers slipped onto the floor, pink night dress exposing her long smooth legs as well her milky pale shoulder as the sleeves slid off. Goku's mouth went dry at seeing Bulma in this position. Why was she here?
"Bulma, are you awake?" Goku asked, kneeling by her bedside.
Bulma awoke at hearing Goku's concerned voice. She lifted herself on her elbow, while she rubbed her eyes with her other hand. Was she imagining things or was Goku really in front of her?
"Goku? Is that really you or am I dreaming again?" Bulma asked the figure by her bedside.
"It's me Bulma. What are you doing here? Your parents are very worried about you!" Goku responded. Bulma blinked and then sat up since Goku was really in front of her.
"Oh Goku…I'm looking for the dragonballs." Bulma replied as she kept her eyes focused on her own lap as she nervously played with the hem of her night gown.
"The dragonballs? Why would you be looking for the dragonballs?" Goku asked. Bulma looked up and connected her gaze with his.
"For us. I'm going to wish to go back in time and tell you that I love you before you reunite with Chichi and marry her." Bulma admitted. Goku's jaw dropped when he realized how much Bulma felt for him.
"How many dragonballs have you found already?" Goku asked. Bulma smirked at knowing that she didn't have any in her possession as of yet.
"I haven't gotten any dragonballs yet. I was after my first one today, it's high up in the pine tree here. But the altitude made me so sick, that I had to come back to the Capsule house to vomit. I was going to try again in the morning." Bulma answered.
"Bulma, it's not the altitude that's making you sick. It's your baby," Goku stated placing his hand on Bulma's still flat stomach, finding the source of the familiar energy that led him here. "That's how I found you, I could feel your baby's ki."
"I'm pregnant?"Bulma gasped, placing her hand over Goku's. She thought about the other symptoms she may have had but ignored in the past month. She had blamed them on her nervousness over her secretive plans. She realized that Goku was telling the truth, she was pregnant with Vegeta's child.
"Goku! I'm pregnant! I'm going to have a baby! I'm going to be a mom!" Bulma cried as she fell into Goku's arms in joy. She hugged him in celebration over the news of her own pregnancy, the thought of the dragonballs temporarily forgotten.
"You didn't know that you were pregnant?" Goku asked the elated woman in his arms.
"No, of course not," Bulma replied with appreciation. "Oh my goodness, Goku! If you didn't come along I would have never put two and two together. I would have kept searching for the dragonballs."
As soon as the words left her mouth, it dawned on Bulma.
"Oh Kami! I can't go after the dragonballs now. Goku, if I go through with my wish, I would have wished my baby away." Bulma realized and she started to think about the enormity of her wish. "And…Gohan."
"Goku, I'm so sorry! I can't believe I almost wished away your son! What is wrong with me? How did I become so selfish? Can you ever forgive me?" Bulma beseeched him, feeling disgusted with herself. With all the planning she did, how did she not factor in on what would happen to Gohan? Goku must hate her now and she knew she deserved it.
"Bulma, I know you didn't mean it." Goku said as he rubbed her back comfortingly.
"Oh, come on Goku! I don't deserve your understanding! Don't you have a dark side? Why don't you let it out sometime and give me what I deserve?" Bulma retorted.
"Was it his dark side that attracted you to Vegeta?" Goku snapped back with a sharp tone. Goku didn't mean to sound so terse with her, since he didn't really have a right to be upset with her for having a child with Vegeta. Especially when Goku himself was expecting another child with Chichi in the near future.
Goku felt really guilty about the kiss he had shared with Bulma which made him feel awkward around Chichi. So, to make it up to her, he had allotted study time for Gohan in the evening which made Chichi really happy. So happy, that she was almost behaving like the giggling girl he first married before he faced Piccolo in the 23rd Martial Arts Tournament. This study time had made Chichi VERY affectionate at night and Goku had succumbed to his wife's charms every time. Chichi didn't know it yet, but there was little life growing inside her again.
"Maybe, I don't know. It just happened. I was just so miserable without you and Vegeta was there. When he kissed me out of nowhere, I just forgot about my misery. One thing led to another…" She attempted to explain the blur of feelings that were coursing through her when Vegeta grabbed her with a kiss. "But afterwards, my heart still belonged to you Goku. I can't stop thinking about you and our first kiss. This is why I so single-mindedly went after the dragonballs."
"Bulma, I still think about our first kiss too." Goku confessed, as he stared intently into her aquamarine eyes. The atmosphere around them still crackled with tension.
"Goku, I think I'm going to kiss you again." Bulma warned him as she reached out to him, twisting her arms around his neck.
"Bulma, I think I'm going to let you." Goku weakened in such close proximity to her. Goku bowed his head and crushed his lips to Bulma's with an urgency he couldn't describe.
Goku knew what he was doing was wrong but he couldn't stop himself even if he tried, as he pulled Bulma into his lap. It was as if he was having an out-of-body experience as he watched himself break his marriage vows to Chichi. It was the accumulation of the memories he had with Bulma as a child, the burgeoning attraction he had been repressing and the sensation of Bulma yielding under his touch that was provoking his every movement. He yanked the pink garment off Bulma's shoulders and buried his face in her busom, inhaling the sweet scent that was uniquely hers. He found it intoxicating. Perhaps Bulma had succeeded in getting Goku to tap into his dark side after all.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and hastily shoved off Goku's orange gi off his torso. Goku did his part as he lifted her up and placed her on the much debated twin bed. He smiled against her mouth as he recalled at how upset he had been as a kid when Bulma didn't want to share the bed with him. She smiled up at him, sharing in the memory too.
He let his hand slide up her smooth leg and over the curve of her hip, where his fingers met the edge of her panties. "So, we meet again…"Goku whispered to the undergarment as he guided them down to her ankles for the second time in his lifetime.
Bulma arched her back in pleasure when Goku entered her, feeling absolutely complete and contented. How could something that felt so right, be so wrong? Bulma wondered as she raked his well-muscled back with her nails. She held on tight to his neck as Goku moved within her to a steady rhythm. Their mutual bliss escalated as Goku quickened his pace to the point of climax, which was punctuated with their satisfied moans.
Goku rolled over to his side, pulling Bulma's naked body on top of him. They were both out of breath and needed to rest.
"Goku, I love you," Bulma murmured with a smile as she settled her head in the crook of where Goku's neck met his shoulder. Her eyelids were heavy from their exertions.
"Bulma, I'll always love you." Goku responded. "But I was right, the two of us can fit on this bed."