Vegeta ripped the sheets off Bulma's body. The white sheets beneath her are soaked with blood. Vegeta is still trying to process everything. He was not prepared for anything like this. Neither was she. Bulma is screaming painfully. Vegeta rushes to her side. Her skin is sweaty and pale. Her blue hair is sticking in her face. Her blue eyes are wide and full of fear. Both her hands are between her legs. Vegeta kneels on the floor, beside the bed where she is.
"Bulma?! What the fuck do I do?" Vegeta asks shakily.
"I…can't…it hurts so bad…Kami! It feels like I'm splitting apart! Why is this happening now?" Bulma screams.
Vegeta's sensitive ears can't take the screaming, but he can understand her need to do so. Right now she has to calm down; more blood loss will be fatal to her. Vegeta decides to put his pride away for now. The only thing that matters to him at this moment is her. He tries to speak to her in a calm voice.
"Bulma, I need you to help me figure out what to do. Neither one of us knows nothing about this!"
Bulma looks at Vegeta. The expression on her face almost stops his heart.
"You told me! Oh Kami, I'm so sorry Vegeta! You told me that this was going to happen and I didn't listen." Bulma sobs.
"Stop that! I didn't know anything! Right now I need to know what you need me to do. Is there somewhere we can go that can help you deliver our son?" Vegeta asks.
Bulma can barely think straight right now. She can feel her son moving further down her body. The pain is excruciating. How the hell did Chichi go through this?
"A hospital. There's one a few-" Bulma explains as best she can before another contraction hits her.
Vegeta runs his hand roughly through his spiky mane.
"Woman?"
Bulma manages to sit herself up, despite the sharp pains in her body.
"Vegeta Listen! This baby is coming! I need a hospital. I need you to…" Bulma stops mid sentence as a contraction assaults her.
Vegeta watches her with concern. Her frail body was not going to withstand this. A medical facility is the best option right now. There are people equipped to these kinds of situations. The only problem he is having is carrying her. With this baby coming and the amount of blood she's losing, perhaps it isn't a good idea to move her.
"It's too late. I'm not risking your life or the child's by flying you around. There has to be another way. Is there someone who can come here?" Vegeta asks.
Bulma is about to object to not being taken to the hospital, but then someone pops into her head.
"Chichi! Goku's wife, she knows what to do…" Bulma is hit with another contraction.
Vegeta waits patiently for her to finish. He isn't use to being rendered helpless.
"I need you to go get Goku's wife and bring her here." Bulma says.
"Get Kakarott's woman? Are you serious? That would mean leaving you here alone! No! I'm not going anywhere near that clown's woman!" Vegeta spits.
Bulma begins sobbing uncontrollably.
"Vegeta, please!" Bulma begs.
Vegeta growls. He is going to do it. For her he will do it. Shit, he was becoming soft! Besides, Kakarott's woman is the only other human to give birth to a half saiyain child and live to tell about it. Vegeta leaves the room and runs down the hallway to his. Ripping open one of his closets, Vegeta throws on a pair of running shoes and a black t-shirt. Quickly he runs back to Bulma's room. She is on her back again, with her legs spread wide. He can hear her grunting in pain.
"I'm going to get the woman now!" Vegeta announces before running over to her balcony and flying off in the night.
Bulma screams as another pain tears through her. Through her tear filled gaze, she looks at the telephone on her nightstand next to her bed. She painfully slides her body across the bed in an effort to grab the phone. Her legs feel numb, but she manages to get to the other side of the bed. She grabs the phone and dials a number. Putting the phone to her ear, she listens to the ringing on the other end. Someone picks up. Please be Chichi, Bulma thinks.
"Hello? Who in the world is calling at this hour?" Chichi's voice rings out.
"Chichi, it's me Bulma."
"Bulma? What's wrong?" Chichi asks concernedly.
"I'm going into labor, and I can't get to a hospital, and I in so much pain!"
"Okay, calm down, Bulma you can't get worked up. It isn't good for you or the baby."
"I need your help Chichi; I don't know what to do! I'm so scared. Look, I sent Vegeta to get you." Bulma cries.
"As much as I don't like that idea, right now I know you need help. Still, a hospital seems more logical. I'm going to grab a few things; you just keep calm and breath."
Bulma agrees. She remembers the techniques Vegeta showed her during their meditation sessions. Calm, calm, calm. Another sharp, knife jabbing pain rips through her cervix. Fuck meditation! It didn't do any good during these contractions. Her body is so tired. She wishes her mother and father were home. She really needs their TLC right now.
Vegeta lands in front of Goku's small little home. He didn't feel any significant KI signatures around. That meant Kakarott and his brat were not home. Good! Vegeta scowls at the little hovel that is supposed to be the home of that third class buffoon. It looks so…homey. Vegeta quick stomps over to the house. He has to hurry back to Bulma. If Kakarott's woman didn't want to come willingly he was going to drag her kicking and screaming to Capsule Corporation. Before he can even knock on the small wooden door, it opens on its own. A woman, an attractive woman, is standing there looking at Vegeta with an unreadable expression on her face. Vegeta could swear she looks almost saiyain. Not bad Kakarott, Vegeta thinks. She is certainly nowhere near as beautiful as Bulma. Vegeta gets his mind back to the present.
"Kakarott's woman I presume?" Vegeta asks coolly.
Chichi scowls at the saiyain before her. He was about her height, shorter than her Goku. Very handsome despite how evil he is. Chichi notes how well proportioned and muscled he is and instantly becomes agitated. How can she be checking out another man!
"You would presume correctly, but I'm his wife! Now we should get going because I know Bulma is in a lot of pain right now."
Vegeta can already tell this woman is a harpy.
"Do I have to carry you?" Vegeta snaps.
Chichi puts her hands on her hips.
"Well how did you expect me to get there? Walk? I'll ride on your back because I think that is most appropriate, don't you agree?"
"Fine! Don't worry, nothing "inappropriate" will be done to you by my hand, you're not my type."
Before Chichi can say something smart, he lifts her up and throws her onto his back. Her small arms wrap around his neck as he bends to retrieve the small sack she was holding. He takes off in the air as fast as lightening. Chichi grabs his neck tightly and lets out a shrill scream in his ear. He is flying much too fast. Goku would never handle her this way.
"If you don't shut up I will fucking drop you!" Vegeta threatens her.
"How dare you speak to me that way!? If you drop me, my Goku will make you sorry!" Chichi screams.
"I think I'd be doing him a favor!" Vegeta mumble smartly.
Chichi slaps him across the back of his head. Vegeta has to admit that actually hurt. What kind of woman is this?
"Watch it, you brute!" Chichi yells.
"How dare you! You don't know who you're dealing with, woman!"
"Oh, I know who I am dealing with! You don't seem to know who you are dealing with!"Chichi snaps.
Vegeta just growls and bites his tongue. He didn't want to have Bulma stressed with the fact that he has insulted her friend, or worse, dropped the bitch in a ditch somewhere. He was going to play nice for now. Bulma needs this woman in one piece.
By the time Vegeta and Chichi make it onto the balcony, Bulma has her body hunched nearly half way off of the bed. Vegeta runs over to check to see if she is even conscious. Lifting her head, he can see she is just straining. Chichi walks quickly to her friend and brushes the hair from her face.
"Bulma? Oh, Bulma honey." Chichi says soothingly to Bulma.
As soon as Bulma hears Chichi's voice, she breaks down in crying fits.
"The contractions are so bad, and the baby is kicking so hard I think my back is broken." Bulma cries.
"No, Bulma, the kicks are powerful, but not enough to break your back, though I'm sure it feels that way. I'm going to check to see how far the baby has come, okay?" Chichi asks.
Bulma nods. Chichi moves down to the lower part of the bed. She lifts the front of Bulma's dress to and moves her legs apart. Vegeta steps a little closer to Chichi.
"What are you doing?" He asks.
Chichi looks at him annoyed.
"I have to see where the baby is. This will help me to at least see how far she has come along. Now can you step back?"
Vegeta reluctantly complies. Chichi moves her downward to get a better look. She is able to see a little bit of the baby's head crowning.
"Bulma you don't have too much longer to go! Looks like the little guy's crowning." Chichi announces.
Vegeta takes a look at Bulma's vagina. He is instantly sick. Why the fuck would women want to put themselves through this? An entire person was going to come from there?
"She's going to be ruined." Vegeta says out loud.
"What?!" Bulma screeches.
"Oh, please! Women's bodies go right back to normal after childbirth. She'll be good as new as soon as it's over." Chichi explains.
Bulma begins breathing erratically. Chichi goes back to the position between Bulma's legs.
"Bulma push on the count of three and when I say stop, you stop! One, two, three!" Chichi instructs her.
Vegeta walks over to Bulma. He gently holds her up by the small of her back to give her a better position. He can feel her straining her body. Her small KI is fluctuating and her heart beat is racing. She grabs onto his forearm as she bears down.
"Okay Bulma, his little head is trying to come out. Now stop!" Chichi barks.
Bulma can't! The pain is too much and she just wants this to be over with. She screams as she continues trying to push her son from her body.
"Bulma, I said stop pushing!" Chichi yells.
Vegeta can sense the urgency in Chichi's voice. He gently grabs Bulma by the shoulders.
"Woman, stop pushing!" Vegeta says to her.
"You're not the one with a person the size of a bowling ball squeezing out of your fucking Vagina! Shut the fuck up!" Bulma screams.
Vegeta's eyes widen for a fraction of a second.
Chichi leaves Bulma's position and grabs a few towels and places them on the bed, between her legs. The blood pouring from her is concerning Chichi. Bulma has stopped pushing, but the baby is still trying to get its head free. Chichi puts on a pair of latex gloves. This baby has to come out now; Bulma is not in a safe place right now. A hospital would have been better suited for this. Chichi already knew that Bulma was going to come into some difficulty. Her body is too weak.
"Bulma I'm going to need you to push down with everything you have." Chichi orders.
Vegeta doesn't like her tone. He slips from Bulma's side and goes to Chichi's. He can see his child's head almost pushing through. He also takes notice of the blood.
"Why is she losing that much blood?" Vegeta asks her, before a scream rips through the air.
"Kami, Kami, I-I have to push him out! I have...push!" Bulma screams.
"No! Not yet, Bulma! Vegeta talk to her!" Chichi shouts.
She begins pushing with every ounce of strength she can muster. Her privates feel like they are on fire. Vegeta rushes to Bulma and grabs her roughly by the forearms.
"Stop it! Stop fucking pushing!" He screams at her.
"Leave me the fuck alone! I want it out, NOW!" Bulma screams.
"Bulma, what you are doing is dangerous! Please Bulma!" Chichi begs.
Chichi can see Bulma is tearing herself, but Bulma will not relent. Her screaming is heart breaking. Vegeta is trying to talk to her calmly. She is not listening to reason. Her heart was beating faster and faster. Bulma continues screaming until they die down to low whimpers. Chichi watches as the baby starts to slowly slide from her body. She grabs one of the towels and picks up the infant. She wishes she came better prepared. Brought along one of Gohan's old baby blankets or something. As Chichi begins cleaning the birthing fluids from the baby's body, she notices his skin has a blue tint to it. He wasn't breathing. Vegeta looks at Chichi. She is trying to clear the baby's nasal passage. Vegeta walks over to her and stares at his new child. There isn't any crying.
"Why isn't he crying?" Vegeta asks.
"He's not breathing!" Chichi stammers.
Vegeta grabs the baby non too gently from Chichi. She is about to protest, but then Vegeta holds the infant up and slaps him roughly on the bottom. A loud wail erupts from the infant. Chichi puts a hand to her heart and sigh's a sigh of relief. Not exactly what she would have done but it got the job done. Vegeta looks down at his son and can't help but feel a swell of pride. He looks exactly like him. Except the little patch of purple, that is Bulma's doing. A little brown tail wraps around his wrist. Ah, so his son is born with his tail. Vegeta walks over to Bulma. He notices she hasn't moved since pushing the child from her body. Something comes over him. He doesn't even feel the infant slipping from his hands. Chichi rushes over to grab the baby from him. She follows his line of vision.
"Bulma?!" Chichi calls.
Vegeta reaches down and tries shaking her gently by the shoulders. Nothing! Okay he has to think! Think! Vegeta checks her pulse points on her body. Nothing. Vegeta looks down at her. Her eyes are closed. Her skin is almost white. No! Bulma was stronger than this! She couldn't die! Not to bring his son into the world! Just so he could have an heir. She knew the risks of this pregnancy and still went through with this because she…because she loved him. Vegeta growls loudly. He places both of his hands atop one another, on her breast bone. He begins compressing her chest. He doesn't even let her chest fully recoil before he is compressing again. Chichi holds the wailing infant to her chest and watches the scene before her. Vegeta looks like a man possessed. There is desperation in his face. Chichi thought he was evil, but how he looks at this moment says something completely different about him.
"Bulma! Wake up goddamn you! Wake up!" Vegeta shouts.
He continues the chest compressions. He still can feel no life in her. He can feel the desperation. His eyes are beginning to mist. Everything saiyain in him wanted to just chalk this up as a loss. This was his woman! His lover, the mother of his son! Vegeta nearly broke down. His…friend. It's his fault! He should have made her get rid of the child. His child would be dead but at least he would still have her! Vegeta angrily tilts Bulma's head up. He pinches her nose shut. Chichi steps forward. Watching this is too much. Her tears run freely down her cheeks.
" Vegeta—" Chichi begins but is stopped short by the murderous look he gives her.
Chichi stops dead in her tracks. He looks like a man ready to murder any minute. The infant is wailing as if he is aware of what's happening. Chichi pulls the baby close to her face and begins sobbing loudly. Vegeta puts his mouth over Bulma's and begins blowing air into her body. Frustrated that there is no response, Vegeta rips himself away from her. The tears finally fall from his eyes. Damn him! Damn these emotions. He has allowed himself to get close to someone and now look what happens. Vegeta puts his head to her forehead.
"I'm not worth your death! You fucking bitch! Live goddamn you! LIVE!" Vegeta screams at her.
Suddenly he can see Bulma smiling at him. Kissing him. Her laugh! Her smile! Her eyes. Her voice. Her warmth! No! Vegeta refuses to accept he will never see those blue eyes again. The blue eyes filled with so much life. He will not remember her laying on this mattress, covered in her own blood and filth. !He will not allow her this death. Not like this! Vegeta reaches down in some foreign part of himself. He feels it overtaking him. His eyes turn a deep, shade of green as a blue, small stream of energy flows from his hand into her. He isn't even aware of it, but Chichi is. She is watching in awe. She has never seen anything remotely close to this before. And she has seen her fair share of weird things. This is so raw and personal! Chichi knows it is best to not say anything.
Vegeta continues holding his head to hers as the energy continues flowing into her, unknown to him. He just wants to be able to feel her warmth again. Even if it's just argue with her. Vegeta opens his eyes and looks into Bulma's face. Her eyes are still closed. Vegeta is in a state of shock. There is a small familiar KI signature in the air. He can feel the slow, but steady rhythm of a pulse. Vegeta watches in utter amazement as the woman's eyes begin to open slowly. Those big blue eyes fix right on him. Chichi nearly has a heart attack. But she is relieved. She looks down at the now quiet infant and smiles.
"Looks like you will get to meet your mommy after all!"