Super saiyan dad

Vegeta tried to disentangle his sore limbs from the rocks and debris of the lonely planet where he had been training for the last months. Blue rocks, dark skies, not a single living creature around. It could be hell for anyone but it had been paradise for him. Nothing but silence, hardships and pain, lots of physical pain. His hands were stained with his blood and his clothes were torn everywhere. But he had succeeded, he was a super saiyan, just when he had lost all hope, when the pain was becoming too much, he had achieved his life-long wish, his destiny, he was what his father had hoped he would become, he was the strongest warrior of his race.

He thought of Kakarot, he might be a problem, although competition made it all more interesting. He knew Kakarot had been training too but he doubted that his training had been as hard and effective as his. After all, Kakarot was on Earth, training with a Namekian and a half-breed child. He had to endure the bitching of his wife, that harpy he had only watched from a safe distance in the rare occasions he had the unfortunate luck of meeting her. A true saiyan would never find himself trapped into such a family.

He returned to the spaceship. Suddenly he felt strange, kind of sad. Maybe it was because he had finally reached his goal and now he had nothing else to look forward, but that was a lie, there were the androids, a challenge, the perfect time to show his abilities, the others were going to be surprised. "The others", he was thinking of them, expecting their reaction…that was not a good sign. He looked around, nothing but the ship, not a single thing that was personal or that reminded him of who he was and that he was not alone in this world. The truth was that he was as alone as anyone could be.

-"One is the loneliest number"- he mumbled to himself.-"maybe I should finish this training back in West City, I am starving"

He turned on the video-communication device and waited for the image to arrive. He was starting to feel his usual anger because he had to wait for something when a blurred image appeared, it seemed to be a human being, although the quality was so bad that it was hard to see anything, it looked like a Picasso painting with some pale skin and a few strands of limp light hair. He felt a certain warmth when he thought it was Bulma´s distorted face

-"Woman?"- he shouted, he tried to sound harsh but there an undertone of happiness-"Is that you? Fix the damn image?"

-"Vegeta? Is that you?"- The voice sounded nothing like Bulma´s. A hand touched the cámara and suddenly, Vegeta saw the face of Doctor Briefs, smiling, smoking and with his cat on his shoulder, as usual.

-"Well, we were hoping to hear from you, it´s been a while"- the doctor was in an excellent mood.

-"I need to do some repairs to return, I need instructions"- Vegeta scowled.

-"That is fine. I knew you would destroy some equipment, it is in your nature. I was expecting your call this week"- the doctor said matter-of-factly

-"Why? How could you possible knew that I was going to call now?"- Vegeta asked

-"Well, the baby is almost due, I imagine that you want to see the face of the child"- doctor briefs said-"I am curious to see if it has a tail like Gohan"

Vegeta was speechless, a baby? A tail?

-"What are you mumbling about? What baby?"- he asked

-"Oh, You didn´t know? Well, of course, you have been travelling for a long time, I guess she never mentioned it, just like Bulma, she is always forgetting stuff."- the doctor played with the cat ignoring Vegeta´s angry face-"the baby is your baby, well, of course, it is also Bulma´s. But you know that. The thing is that it will happen soon, the doctor said that she will give birth in no time, you better hurry with the repairs or you will miss it. Do you think it will have a tail?"

Vegeta turned off the communication devise. He was more than angry, it was a complete fury against everything. He was going to be a father and nobody, not even that blasted woman, had had the decency to inform him. There was a half-breed growing in her belly and she had not remember to leave him a message in the communication device. He could not believe it. What if the child wasn´t his? That could be a possibility, maybe it was Yamcha´s? no, he knew the truth, deep down, when he heard the word baby he already knew. This was bad.

He went outside and throw some more punches, he needed to think. He was going to be a father. He could remember his own father, a proud and strong man, he had admired him, he had been extremely confused when his father, the king of all saiyans, had decided to give him Freeza his latest wish and had let that monster take the prince away. While Vegeta lived under Freeza´s command he had not mourned his father, part of his love for him was lost, he had been too weak, he had died, and worst of all, his father had left him alone on board of that hateful ship. He was only a kid but he had to fight to survive every single day. He had never thought about becoming a father, that was not even an option, he was not the kind of person that makes mistakes. He had some women, not a lot, and that was all. Mere physical needs, nothing else. He had never loved anyone, he had never cared. How could a man like that be a father? Therefore, he had never made plans for his children, it was useless to have a child when you have nothing to give, no planet, no throne, no love, nothing.

This could not be happening. He did not want a child, much less a half-breed. If Nappa was still alive, he would be laughing at him.

A child! What would it be? A girl or a boy? Would it look like him or like her? He couldn´t stop the questions and then he knew why she had not said a word before. It was impossible to train and focus with a baby on your mind. She knew it, she kept it a secret so he could train. He felt pride in his woman, she was strong. Maybe their child would beat Kakarot´s brat in the future. Vegeta was hoping now that it would be a boy, he would prefer a boy, someone that could beat that brat and that could be a true prince of saiyans. Damn, he had to repair the stupid ship soon. He had to start with the communication device, he had to talk with doctor Briefs; surely Kakarot, with all the training, would not be there to remind Bulma to cut the tail. Vegeta closed his eyes, a baby with a tail, the same day he became a super saiyan, he felt good.

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I would have loved to see Baby Trunks with his tail, but Bulma cut it too soon or maybe ha was born tail-less...in my manga (spanish translated) it says she cut it. With the tail and the cap with ears he would have looked like a purple cat...jejje...