A/N: Mein Gott it's been too long people! I am SO SORRY that this update is so late. I get distracted easily, plus I started working and going to school full time, so needless to say life is hectic!

But you don't want to hear my excuses! You want to see more Vegeta and Piccolo! :D

So let's get on with it!

/does a little dance

The idea for this chapter has been in my head since Vegeta got pregnant. I hope it turns out how I want. :)

(mein Gott is German for 'my God')

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THE FOURTH MONTH

The due date for Vegeta was getting closer by the day. Piccolo was extremely excited and clearly showed it. Often times he would leave the Seeing Room to see Vegeta just to tell him he loves him. Vegeta was very pregnant now so he couldn't leave his room for very long. It irritated him greatly. He was so used to just roaming the Lookout and occupying himself but now that almost everything on his body was sore, he really couldn't.

There were of course upsides to his being bedridden. He got things brought to him and people came and kept him company. Goku visited almost every day and if he didn't, he at least called. Normally Goku's constant presence would send Vegeta into a rage, but nowadays, he welcomed it.

Goku was always trying to make him smile and nine times out of ten he succeeded. He treated Vegeta like royalty; he got him whatever he needed and he made sure Vegeta was comfortable. It was ironic really that it took Vegeta getting pregnant for Goku to finally treat him like the Prince he was; it was a fact that Vegeta pointed out frequently. Goku never argued, just laughed and agreed.

On one such day when Goku was unable to visit, Vegeta decided to take a much needed nap. He made a little nest out of the blankets and pillows on his bed and curled up in the middle, lying on his side and curling his arm around his belly. Within minutes he was sound asleep.

His dreams were hazy at first but eventually they settled into a peaceful medley of splotches of green, blue, and white. He was fully relaxed, floating in zero gravity dressed in the robes Pota gave to him.

Vegeta…

A small voice called to him. He opened his eyes, looking around for the source of the sound. He saw nothing but he somehow knew he wasn't alone.

Vegeta…

Again it beckoned him. He sat up, feeling the slightest spark of recognition in his mind. He knew that voice.

"Vegeta?"

He turned and his heart skipped.

Bulma.

Bulma was here in his dream. She was dressed in simple blues jeans and a t-shirt with her favorite band on it. Her hair was big and fluffy like it was when they first met and she was clad in red pumps and gold earrings. She looked absolutely radiant. Vegeta was struck speechless.

"Hey. Long time no see." She said smiling at him. His first reaction was to hug her but then he remembered his… condition. He instantly tried to hide, pulling his robes tighter around him.

"Are you trying to hide from me?" Bulma said. Her voice was teasing as she approached him, smiling as she sat down in front of him. He looked sheepish.

"Maybe… you're here… how?" He asked, taking in her image. She smiled and shrugged.

"I'm not quite sure, actually. King Kai said I could see you if I liked so," she shrugged again. "Here I am. Not quite the same as when Goku does it but."

Vegeta sent a silent 'thank you' to King Kai.

"So." Bulma said, grinning.

"Wanna tell me what I've missed?" She said, pointedly looking him up and down. Vegeta flushed, a little embarrassed.

"Well… uhm." He stumbled over his words. Bulma giggled, touching his hand. She was warm and Vegeta immediately relaxed.

"I already know. I'm happy for you, Vegeta." She said, truth shining in her eyes. Vegeta arched an eyebrow in surprise.

"You're not upset?" He said hesitantly. Bulma gave him a strange look, giggling again.

"Why would I be upset? You finally get to understand what I had to go through." She teased. Vegeta chuckled.

"I definitely understand, trust me." Bulma scooted closer, putting her hand on his belly. He felt a little uncomfortable at the role reversal but he didn't pay it any mind.

"Are you excited?" Bulma asked, removing her hand and smiling. Vegeta smiled back and nodded.

"Yes very. Piccolo is, too. Everyone is actually." He rubbed his belly and sighed.

"I'm a little scared too… This is a whole new experience for me. I mean, I knew that Saiyan males could get pregnant, but I myself have never bared children."

Bulma placed a hand on his cheek and he leaned into the touch automatically. Her eyes were bright.

"I'm proud of you, Vegeta. I'm happy you have Piccolo now. Really I am. I don't want you dwelling on me, you know. Moving on is good and I couldn't have asked for anyone better to take care of you." Tears shined in her eyes as she smiled. Vegeta swallowed hard against the lump in his throat.

"It doesn't bother you? That I'm like this?" He asked quietly. Bulma chuckled and shook her head.

"No, of course not. I've seen weirder things in my life and really, pregnancy is a beautiful thing no matter who it happens to. A new life is going to be welcomed into the world. How would that bother me at all?" She rubbed Vegeta's cheek with her thumb.

"I've missed you, Vegeta." She said softly.

"I've missed you, too." He replied. Bulma smiled.

"I have to go now but I promise I can come see you again. Maybe after the baby is born. Alright?" Her smile was a little sad. Vegeta nodded.

"Alright, that'd be nice."

Bulma kissed his forehead gently and gave him a hug, careful not to squeeze him too tight.

"Good bye for now. Tell everyone I said hi." She said, already growing hazy.

"Good bye…"

Vegeta woke up with tears in his eyes as Piccolo walked in.

"Vegeta? What's wrong?" Piccolo asked, sitting down next to him on the bed. Vegeta crawled over to him and settled into his arms, smiling.

"Bulma says hi."

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A/N: NOW HOW IN THE HELL WAS I ABLE TO CRANK OUT THAT CHAPTER IN AN HOUR BUT I CAN'T UPDATE REGULARLY? Ugh seriously I am SO lame. -_-

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