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Daddy's Girl

Chapter 1

Bulla lifted the crying baby from the crib. The baby looked at her with her big blue eyes and then stopped crying. She smiled.

"No...no...no...you don't need a diaper change, I just did it ten minutes ago." She spoke to the two weeks old baby with the tone she ever learned from her mother and her sister in law. "What's up little Cameron? You can't go back to sleep?" She kissed the baby's brow and enjoyed powder scent filled her nose.

A slight pain hit her stomach. Will I ever have my own baby? How she missed having a baby of her own, the one she carried and born from her womb. Her brother had already had two and even her best friend Pan had already had one. Her mother always said that she had her first baby, Trunks, after she was thirty. She was just twenty two years old now, so she still had a long way to go. But, feeling her brother's newborn baby in her arm like this awakened her deep buried motherly instinct.

Well, it needs two to tango, Bulla. It needs two people to make baby.

She didn't even have a boyfriend, even less a husband. She almost never had a boyfriend for whole her life time. She was a daddy's girl. There were never any good enough boys to be her boyfriends in her father's eyes.

Once when she was fourteen, she shared her first kiss with Scott Phillips, the most popular boy in West School High that time. She didn't know how Vegeta found out, but then he made Scott's bones broken in four places. Bulma had to spend a lot of money to bribe his parents so they would not bring the matter to the court, which would lead any bad advertisements for Capsule Corps business. Bulla never had courage to start any relationships with any boys then.

She thought she would have one when she started college. She had done her best in high school to get straight A so she could submit to North City University, the best one on earth. She had planned to enjoy her freedom there because it was a far enough place from her home Capsule Corps in West City. She wouldn't mind to live in a dormitory, small apartment or anything as long as she could be free. But when finally she was accepted, her father easily said, "No, you are not going there."

The whole family members were having dinner that time and nobody seemed to be surprised by what Vegeta said.

"But, why? What do you think mom? Can I go to NCU?" She looked at her mother, hoping she would give her different answer.

"You heard what your Dad said, Bulla. We've decided that you will go to West City University. I've talked to Professor Wolf, he is my friend and I've arranged your submission there too." Bulma answered.

"But mom! Every bodies in our family in our family are NCU-ers! Grandpa Briefs, you, Trunks and even Marron! People will think that I'm really stupid that I can't go to NCU!"

"You're not stupid! Why should you care about what people think." Vegeta said again.

"And WCU is not bad either, it is the best in western region." Bulma added.

"Trunks! Please say something!" She looked at her big brother hopefully now.

"I'm sorry, sis, but I think WCU is the best for you." She didn't know that Trunks shivered of his own thought when he remembered all the crazy parties he ever had in his early years in NCU.

"Oh, Dende! Everybody is against me tonight." And thenBulla only could surrender to her family's decision.

That was the way her family could always kept their eyes on her, especially her father. He even managed to pick her up from college sometimes like what he often did when she was in elementary school or in high school. Of course her friends would look at her with weird look. And Vegeta would just shoot them with his most murderous glare then.

Shopping and shopping sessions were compensations for living in a golden cage.

And that was another history why Bulla Vegeta Briefs never had boyfriend.

"Bulla?" Marron suddenly appeared before her, brought her back from her trance. "I'm sorry for fussing over you. I don't know what refrain me from waking up, my eyes felt like a ton."

Bulla smiled then handed the baby over her mother, "It's okay, I haven't even slept yet. I think she wants to drink, I've changed her diaper but she refuses to go back to sleep."

"You changed her diaper? Why, thank you." Marron took her baby to her arm and sat on the rocking chair. Bulla watched as the baby suckled her mother's breast and Marron rocked the chair back and forth.

"It must be heavy to take care of two children without any help. I don't know why you refused the babysitter to help you." Bulla asked her sister in law.

"Well, since Trunks didn't allow me to have a job, I have lots of time to take care of our children. And who says I don't get any helps? You help me a lot and Granny Bulma too."

"You never wake Trunks up to help you at night like this."

"No need. He's been too tired from works. And I think he won't be any helps if he wakes up."

"You spoiled him too much. I'd kick his ass if I were you." There was a weird sensation streaming down her body for watching the suckling baby, "Wasn't that hurt? I think she bites you."

"What? Oh no, she has not had any teeth yet, she can't bite."

"How long will you keep breast feeding her like this? Isn't it exhausting to have a baby suckling to your breasts at the time when you're supposed to sleep?"

"I think I will feed her like this for at least a year, but when she was about a month or older she has to stop suckling at night, she has to start to learn the difference between day and night, so we all will sleep soundly during the night."

"You know everything about baby, don't you?"

"Well, when you have one someday, Bulla, you will have to know too."

Bulla smiled bitterly, yes, if I ever have one someday.

"So, you have another girl? I read the news." Goten asked through the other tip of the phone line.

"Yup!" Trunks answered, "You have to come to the party this time, because I'll hate you forever if you don't. You had not come to my first daughter party last time. How long have we not seen each other? Six? Seven years? You are too much! Have you forgotten how to fly?"

"I think seven." Goten grinned with the famous Son's grin, but of course his best friend couldn't see it, "Okay, I'll come, I've been planning it either. I promise."

"You don't keep promise. You always called me and promised me to visit, but you never did. "

"I'm sorry about that." He grinned again. "I'll keep this one, I swear."

"Okay, see you at the party this Saturday. Marron will be glad to see you."

"I think me too."

Goten hung up the phone. It had been a very long time he didn't see his best friend. Each of them had their own lives. Trunks married to Marron seven years ago, it was the last time they met. Now Trunks had two daughters; Catherine Briefs, five years old and the newborn baby, Cameron Briefs. Goten smiled at the image of his best friend's perfect little family in the magazine. They were too famous to have privacy in their lives.

And this privacy was something Goten could enjoy every seconds he wanted it. He had his own peaceful life in East City now, far away from sector 439, the mountain where he came from. And he wasn't somebody important for anybody, may be for his mother a little whom he visited once or twice a week in his spare time. His big brother was now a grandfather because little Panny was now grown up and started her own family with Uub. They had a five months old baby boy, Jake.

Goten looked at his own reflection in the mirror. Thanks Dende that Saiyan didn't age like ordinary human. He was thirty five now, but people always thought that he was only twenty six or twenty seven.

He remained bachelor till now not because he couldn't forget Paris, his love who left him few days before their supposed-to-be-wedding-day day. He had dated chick after chick after Paris left him, but no one attracted him enough to walk to the altar. His mother had always talked to him about steady life every time he visited her and even offered him some candidates, but he didn't care. Women nowadays were too sufficient to be tied into marriage, that's what he always said.

He was happy with his carefree life and nothing would be able to change it.

The party was crowd like always. There were too many people, most of them he didn't know and they didn't know him, may be from the company; so many foods, the thing a half Saiyan like him couldn't refuse; music, something he didn't care too much and...

"Goten?!" A soft voice called him from behind the crowd, he spun his body to find the voice's owner. A very beautiful girl with aquamarine hair stood before him, she was wearing the nicest smile he'd ever seen.

"Bulla?" He found his own voice weird. "Wow! You're...you're...grown up."

She rolled her big blue eyes but still not loosing her nice smile, "That's it?" She teased.

"You're beautiful, very beautiful." He couldn't help to show off his admiration to her.

"Thank you. You haven't changed a bit."

"It's been a very long time not to see you."

"You disappeared. I never heard any news about you, I didn't even see you on Pan's wedding. Have you met Trunks and Marron? They are in the other corner with all our families." He shrugged his shoulders as answer.

They walked side by side, went away from the crowd, "I saw their pictures in magazines." They found a bench in the corner, near the jasmine trees and sat. "I was late on Pan's wedding."

"So, how have you been?"

"Fine. And how about you? Have you finished your college?"

"Yeah. I'm working with mom in the lab now." She sighed, "Sometime life is so...boring, I miss the old days when we got together a lot." She looked at her companion who couldn't turn his gaze from her, she blushed. She had to admit that she enjoyed his attention, something she barely got because of her father's over-protectiveness.

The conversation went on during the party and they couldn't deny that they had found themselves attracted one to another then.

Vegeta watched them from somewhere through the crowd.