The return of Vegeta

Vegeta landed in the garden and looked around, there was nobody there this time, he walked towards the house and saw Bulma´s mother in the kitchen preparing some tea.

-"Vegeta!"- she said when he saw him, a wide smile on her face-"So nice of you to come. How are you?"

-"Where is Bulma?"- Vegeta asked ignoring her

-"Well, dear, she is already gone"- The woman said-"but I have made some tea. Would you like some lemon on yours?"

-"Gone? Where?"- Vegeta had had it all planned in his mind and this was most unexpected.

-"Her boyfriend came for her and she left with him and baby Trunks just some minutes ago, she said she was coming back for lunch, you can wait for her here. Lemon?"-She offered him a cup of tea that Vegeta didn´t even see

-"Boyfriend? Scarface is back into business? Blasted woman!"- He said angrily-"Where could they have gone? No! she can´t ….of course he is a coward he would not want to fight but he had trained for this fight so he probably had gone to the island, but…why has she gone too? And with the baby? With my son!"

-"Isn´t it a lovely day?"- Bulma´s mother kept offering him the cup

-"Why has she gone there, is she stupid? She is risking her life and the life of my son"- Vegeta took the cup, he was too absorbed in his own thoughts-"She went to see Freeza, back then I thought she was brave, I should have know she was just being her foolish usual self. Damn, Bulma! How dare you! She has accepted back that loser, even after she had given birth my son…she has preferred a clown weakling instead of me."

Vegeta´s pride was hurting but it wasn´t the only source of pain and anger inside the young prince. He clenched his fists, breaking the cup, and he flew away.

-"Thanks for coming by"- The mother of Bulma said

Bulma was playing with Trunks sitting on the floor of the mountain where the Z warriors were waiting for the androids to appear. Yamcha was at a certain distance, still angry with her. She ignored him, it was not the time nor the place to discuss such matters, just like Piccolo had reminded them. Gohan was playing with Trunks, the baby seemed to love him and Gohan was enjoying the experience of not being the youngest one for once. Krillin couldn´t tear his eyes from the little boy.

Amazing, he looks so much like his father, I hope he has inherited Bulma´s temper…wait, what have I just said?. Krillin thought while the baby was laughing. It was hard to decide what was worst, Vegeta or Bulma when each was angry, Vegeta was powerful but she was scary as hell.

Bulma was searching the skies but not looking for androids, as the rest of the warriors, she was wondering where was Vegeta, she had bathed the baby, dressed him and she was there, in the most dangerous spot on the planet just to see him and as usual he hadn´t made an appearance.

Piccolo stood in silence and then said: "Someone´s coming this way, I sense no malice"

"Maybe it is Vegeta"- Said Gohan, Bulma´s heart stop beating for a second, she was so nervous, she wished she could check herself on a mirror, after the trip she wasn´t sure her hair was all right, she had to see if she was as attractive as she had planned.

-"But he is pure malice"- said Krillin. Bulma´s beating rate returned to normal, Krillin was right, it had to be someone else. It was Yajirobe with the senzu beans.

Right after this the androids attacked and the warriors disappeared leaving her worried and lonely with a crying baby and a bag of beans….and Yajirobe, which also was a crying baby. She sighed.

-"Your daddy cannot do one single thing, not even the tiniest single thing for me."- she told the baby-"he has to do things his own way. Well, you will get used to that, if we survive, that is. If we die then you won´t have to worry about it. Just see the bright side of it, ok?"

Trunks looked at his mother with wide and surprised eyes, almost as if he could understand her but then he started giggling because his mother was making stupid faces at him.

-"Who is the prettiest prince that has ever existed? Is that you Trunksie?"- she played with the baby

Goku was in terrible pain, the disease the future Trunks had warned him about was killing him, with a little help of android 19. He could feel how the android was absorbing his energy and how his body was losing all the power. He feared that this was going to be the end, after all that training. Piccolo had tried to help but it had been impossible. Suddenly he felt a Ki and he hoped that he was not wrong.

Vegeta flied and saw her with the child and a small earthling in a safe place in a nearby mountain. Excellent, he was still too angry to talk to her but at least they were safe. She was a fool to be there but the battle was too far away to endanger her life or, and most importantly, that of his child. Yamcha could have claimed her back but the son of the prince of saiyans was not going to be raised by such a weakling. That was for sure.

The battle awaited him, he could feel Kakarot´s ki, it was losing power, and fast, the androids had to be extraordinary, he smiled pleased, this was the perfect way to use all that anger.

He landed a punch on the face of Android 19 and said that nobody but he could defeat Kakarot, nobody was taking that from him. He had already lost too much on a single day.

The prince was as angry as he could be, which in his case was more than a lot, and looked at Kakarot with a certain disappointment. He had known he was sick but had fought and was so weak that he could not stand on his own feet. What a shame! He would not be a challenge until he could get better. Vegeta wanted to show him his new power, to destroy the androids and then, finally, he would be able to fight Kakarot and show everyone that he was the real super saiyan. But not, all his plans were useless; once again, his careful planning had given him nothing but anger.

He kicked Kakarot´s body so the namekian could pick him up and ordered him to take the fallen warrior back to his house where he could get the medicine.

The Z warriors were saddened by Goku´s state and Yamcha offered himself to fly him home. He said that he was the best option as he was the weakest and, therefore, not a useful warrior.

Vegeta almost laugh when he heard him. Yes, that was a true coward speaking, running away from the battlefield as soon he could. He had came here with Bulma, showing off his tiny muscles, and now he was leaving as soon as possible and not even thinking for an instance of the woman and the baby he was leaving behind. Vegeta, smirked, it served the woman right for choosing that clown instead of waiting for his return. He needed to fight; his anger was increasing just by imagining him kissing her neck or touching the soft skin in her belly. Nobody should touch what had been his, what should be his. He was going to show her, what the real meaning of the term warrior was, so she could realise the stupid mistake she had made.

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I always wondered why Vegeta was late that morning...thanks for the reviews, hope you still like it...