Sorry about the delay :( I haven't been feeling too well for the last week and instead of thinking I'd get a lot done, I've been sleeping. I'm getting better and should be able to get more writing done.
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Trunks went back over to the side of the table that he was previously playing the game at. Everyone was down at the end of the table around his mother, all of them excited about the news of the gender even though they already knew before Bulma. He sat there looking at the every one talking and noticed that Chi-Chi wasn't joining in. He found that odd because she always was talking if his mother wasn't. She stood behind Bulma and glared at her husband who was totally oblivious to what was going on. He found it comical to see how everyone reacted across the room and understood why his father did it so often. He was able to see Gohan and Videl giving each other a strange look while whispering slightly with a laugh that followed. Goten was digging into the cake that was untouched while he stood there near his mother.
Goten looked up and saw that Trunks was watching him so he grabbed his plate of cake and grabbed an extra piece and brought it down the table to Trunks. "Hey Trunks, why aren't you down there talking to your mom? You look like your dad sitting down here by yourself."
"I don't know." Trunks replied as he laid he chin down on his crossed arms and looked at the other end of the table. "Why does your father always seem to get away with things? I mean, Goku told my mom the gender and she didn't even get mad. If it was my father who had told her, I'd be having to hear about this hell for the next four months until the baby was born."
Goten continued to eat his cake by the huge mouthful and when Trunks looked at him out of the corner of his eye for some kind of answer, all Goten was able to do was shrug. Even if his mouth wasn't full and he could have answered with words what was he supposed to say? He didn't see his father doing anything wrong. He was being honest and there wasn't supposed to be anything wrong with being honest. Trunks huffed at him and eyed the cake that had been brought down for him to eat. He wanted to eat it but part of him said that he shouldn't be eating right now.
His head was swimming with different thoughts and mainly about how this new baby was causing a lot of problems for his family. The whole ordeal about the gender had caused his parents to fight and push each other away. He knew his father didn't show any affection to his mother outside or around anyone. He hardly ever showed affection to his wife infront of their son but Trunks has heard them talking from time to time when passing their bedroom. He had heard a couple of their conversations and would actually stand at the door listening until the lights would turn off. Trunks always felt like his parents were actually normal when he heard them talking sweetly back and forth. Of course none of that had been going on for the last few weeks because they weren't even sleeping in the same room.
Now Goku had told his mother the gender of the child and she didn't even show one bit of anger for having the surprise ruined. His father on the other hand, had gone crazy. Trunks was worried if he was even going to come back tonight. He hadn't see him that angry in such a long time. He lifted his head and looked back down to the other side of the table and for a brief second he and his mother crossed eyes. She gave a smile and turned back to Videl who was talking to her.
Trunks frowned after his mother looked away and decided he had had enough of this so called party. He got up from the table without saying a word and walked out the door. Goten watched him as he left, still confused as to why his best friend was upset. Earlier he had stated that he was excited to be having a sister and now he was upset that his mother knew the gender. It was all too confusing to him. He looked to the side and realized that Trunks had not touched his piece of cake, so he creeped his hand over and seized the cake happily.
Vegeta flew through the air. Surrounded by his rage he didn't think about where he was going. He just wanted to get away. Disappointment, rage, and turmoil seemed to engulf him. He just wanted life to back to how it was all going before Bulma got pregnant. True, Trunks and Bulma would piss him off from time to time, but it was nothing like the ordeal that had just happened lately. The occasional prank from his son and his brat friend, or the normal banter with Bulma was all he all craved right now.
He honestly didn't want to have to deal with another child. He had gone through enough raising Trunks. Bulma had forced him to spend "family time" with her and Trunks. Most of the time this time meant dealing with a slobbering Trunks who would barf all over him. He could only imagine that having a little girl was going to be that much worse.
The thought of the child being a girl brought an uprise in his anger. 'I swear the next time is see that idiot, I am going to punch him in the face.' All of a sudden he heard a pop noise and he looked to his right. There he was with a big stupid smile on his face. Vegeta closed his eyes and counted to three, praying that what he saw was just his rage showing him what he wanted to destroy so desperately.
"One…Two…Three…" He grunted as he kept flying forward. Then he opened his eyes and to his horror and pleasure that jerk was still flying by his side smiling.
"Hey, whatcha counting for Vegeta?" Goku asked just before he felt pain crash in on his face. He felt Vegeta's ki increase as Vegeta's fist crushed his face in. "Oowww."
"Just get away from me before I do worse to you! I don't want to see you! I don't want to be around anyone." Vegeta had stopped and but kept his back to his rival. "You go back and tell them that I need time to myself."
He was cradling his face when he looked up at Vegeta's back. "Come on Vegeta. It's not their fault I made a mistake. You shouldn't be mad at them."
Vegeta smirked and crossed his arms as he turned around and was pleased to see that blood was coming out of Goku's nose. "Does this mean I get to take all my frustrations out on you because I have no objection to beating the snot out of you right now?"
"Hold on a second there Vegeta. I'm not here to have a confrontation with you. Bulma wanted me to make sure you were okay. She wanted me to get you to come back home." Goku stated with a pleading face.
"I don't care if she wants me home, I'm not returning. Not yet." Vegeta frowned. He didn't want to go home and take his anger out on his pregnant wife. He knew that her mood swings were exceptionally bad now that she was pregnant. She was probably home crying her eyes out because he left and the moment he would step back in the house she would go into one of her rampages about him being gone.
He didn't want to deal with her, or with the clown that was still hovering there in front of him. Nothing seemed to be going right lately and he just wanted to stay away from the chaos and the people for the rest of the night. He'd go home late in the evening when the company had left and his wife and son were hopefully asleep.
Goku stayed still for a few more awkward seconds before he decided to speak. He was actually scared to say anything that might provoke him into fighting because he promised that no matter what, he would not start or instigate any kind of quarrel between the two of them. He put his fingers up to his forehead and looked at his friend. "Vegeta…congratulations on having a girl. I know you will be the perfect father to that little one."
Vegeta's eyes squinted and he threw a ki blast at Goku, but with a quick pop, he was gone and avoided the blast. With a yell of rage, Vegeta again powered up to Super Saiyan 2 and shot off towards the horizon.
Bulma sat among everyone but mentally she wasn't with them. She was worried about her husband and her son. Both had disappeared shortly after Goku announced to the room that she and Vegeta were going to be having a baby girl. 'Are they both that upset about the baby being female? Of course I expected this from Vegeta, but Trunks. I wouldn't think he'd just leave me as well.' She thought and instantly frowned.
Chi-Chi looked over at Bulma and could tell by the look on her face that she was deep in thought, and she knew exactly what she was thinking about. The absence of both the men in her life made her worried. Bulma truly cared about Trunks and Vegeta, even though she couldn't stand Vegeta, she figured she better find a way to comfort her friend until one or both of those boys showed back up.
It was starting to get late and everyone was starting to get bored and tired. Goku had already showed up and told them that Vegeta wasn't going to be coming back for the evening and Trunks was in his lab working on something and wasn't going to leave his project. Chi-Chi decided that she would send everyone home while she would stay behind to comfort her friend. Who else did Bulma have to talk or complain to about her Saiyan husband? Only Chi-Chi and Bulma knew what it was like to deal with their husbands over the last few decades.
Bulma hugged everyone goodbye and she and Chi-Chi headed up to the little room Bulma kept for herself. When Vegeta moved into her bedroom, they had changed the décor around so he would be more comfortable. She had taken one of the smaller bedrooms and put her own trinkets and furniture in it. Bulma sat down in the rocking chair and Chi-Chi sat in a very plush recliner chair, but she didn't make eye contact with her friend, rather she looked down at her stomach that she started to rub while tears swelled in her eyes.
"What's the matter Bulma?" Chi-Chi said as she leaned forward.
Tears started to fall down her face and she started to hiccup. "Why won't either of them come back? Trunks is hiding in his lab and who knows where Vegeta is. All I know is they don't want to come back to me."
Chi-Chi knew all too well what it was like to lose her husband and her child and not being sure if they would come back. She was lucky that she had all three of her boys in her life at the same time right now. Things had been going so peacefully lately that she didn't like to think about those times. But Bulma's situation caused past feelings to come up so she stood up and went over to Bulma. Placing a hand on her shoulder, she gave a little squeeze and spoke lightly, "I know it seems bad right now, but it'll only last for a few hours. Trunks and Vegeta love you dearly and there is no way they would abandon you here. Vegeta is a very reliable man and I know he will come back to take care of you. Just give him time to cool down. I can only guess what is going through his head right now."
Bulma looked up at her friend with a smile. She knew that Chi-Chi was right but something still gave her a bad feeling. She rubbed the tears off of her cheeks and looked at the shelf with her families pictures on it. There weren't very many pictures of the three of them, but the ones she did have she adored. "So I guess I'll be getting to decorate in pink like I've always wanted." She stated trying to make the mood lighter and happier.
"Won't Vegeta love walking into a pink room to change diapers?" Chi-Chi laughed.
"Ha! I bet he won't even walk in the room." Bulma replied with a laugh and a roll of her eyes. "He only changed Trunks a couple times and after the incident when the poor little thing had the runs, Vegeta never changed him again. I bet he won't even try to touch our little girl for weeks after she's born, let alone change her diaper."
"Oh I remember that. The boys got into who knows what. Those two have been little havoc makers since infancy." Chi-Chi said as she moved back to her chair to sit down in. "Of course I can't forget the time Trunks and Goten decided to follow Gohan into the forest when they were three and two. They heard me ask Gohan to go get some fish for dinner and they wanted to go fishing as well. I had told them no and they went back to Goten's room. I should have known when those two boys were quiet that they were up to something. Took Gohan and I three and half hours to find those two little brats."
Bulma laughed hard as she held her stomach. "Yeah those boys have been a handful but I'm glad they had each other to grow up with. I always felt bad for Gohan, growing up alone around us adults."
Chi-Chi's smile went away slightly. "Well he did take up martial arts with Piccolo and with his studies, he did stay busy and he seemed pretty happy." She said as she started to twiddle her fingers.
Bulma noticed her friend's uncomfortable vibe so she decided to change the subject off of Gohan's past. "I'm just scared about raising a little girl with a husband like mine. He's all about training and getting the next generation ready to take over when they need to. I just don't know how he's going to handle the girl." She sighed and placed her hand back on her stomach just in time to feel a little foot push on the side of her stomach.
Across the room, Chi-Chi's eyes were getting heavy but she forced them to stay open for the sake of her friend. Bulma hadn't said anything in a while, but she felt comfort from Chi-Chi staying around. She didn't even mind seeing her friend dozing off. She could tell that she was fighting it but she was losing horribly. Goku said he would come back in a couple hours to pick his wife up so they could have plenty of time for their girl talk but they were both starting to lose to the slumber that called for the women.
About fifteen more minutes passed before both the girls were passed out on their chairs. Bulma had picked up a remote that lay on the table next to her and type a few things in. The lights dimmed down to create a soft glow around the room. Instantly Chi-Chi's chair reclined down and a robot brought in a blanket for the both of them. Moments after the blanket covered Bulma's baby bump she was out with smile and a little more ease in her mind.
The door opened slowly and the light from the hallway filled the dim room. The light shone on Chi-Chi who was curled over on her left side and was holding her blanket close to her body. The room seemed to be quiet cool due to the window being open and the cool summer nights breeze coming in. Soft steps walked across the room and placed another blanket on ChiChi and then moved over to close the window. Slowly the steps moved back over to the two women who were sleeping and stood completely still for ten minutes.
He was looking down at his wife, who had a slight smile on her face and her hands still resting on her stomach. She looked completely peaceful and content sleeping in the rocking chair but he felt that sleeping like this would not do her any good. The last thing he wanted to deal with the next day was her complaining about how her back hurt from sleeping in a chair all night long. At the same time, he did not want to disturb her because he was angry and didn't want to end up talking until the sun came up about everything that had happened prior to this peaceful moment.
With a low grunt he bent down and picked his wife up and gently walked to their bedroom. As he walked past Trunks' room he could tell his son was still awake. He walked up to the door and tapped twice with his boot covered toe. Trunks opened the door slowly and looked out.
"Oh hi dad." Trunks said without making eye contact.
"You should be getting to bed soon son, its late."
"Yes father." Trunks took a step back in disappointment and went to close his door when his father put his foot in the way.
"Trunks," Vegeta started but wasn't sure how to finish it so he took the easiest way out, "Goodnight son."
Trunks smiled and decided to be somewhat brave. "Goodnight, I'm sorry about everything that happened tonight but maybe having a baby sister won't be so bad."
Vegeta took several steps away from the open door and looked down at his wife's stomach. Suddenly many different feelings surged through his body, his blood started to boil, but he smiled and said, "I hope you're right. Now, lights out." And with that Vegeta walked to his room.
He kicked the door into his room and after entering he shut it with his foot. He walked Bulma over to the bed and laid her down on the covers. He couldn't believe she was still asleep because usually she would wake up if he tried to move her to her side of the bed. He pulled the covers down on her side of the bed and went to move her over.
Her eyes began to crack as she peered over at her husband. She was confused at her surrounding because she had fallen asleep in her room and couldn't figure out why she was looking at Vegeta and their bedroom. At this point though she didn't want to argue she just wanted to sleep. She was so exhausted and figured that she could confront her disgruntled husband when she was feeling more up to it. She reached up and touched his face. "I love you Vegeta." She removed her hand and feel instantly back to sleep.