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Daddy's Girl 5

He was supposed to dodge the slap easily, but he let it. In his early years on earth, he never tolerated such a thing and would execute hard punishment for anyone who dared. But this time he didn't care about anything. He had seen suffer in his wife's eyes when she entered the room and he'd just realized that after so many years their gathering, he still always made the woman he loved suffer.

He regretted that he had let his emotion make him blind. Kakarot's wife just reacted the way he had reacted when he found out about Goten and his daughter.

He never cared about what other people thought of him, except his family, so why should he start now? The only person he saw in that room was his wife, only her. The others didn't exist, never had existed since he came there to wait for the judgment which would fall on him about his beloved daughter.

His calm reaction brought everyone who knew him in disbelief, but it was something they thought they could only dream on.

Goku used the moments to lift his wife's body and put her on his shoulder and carried her outside the room. Chichi's hands punched his back and his feet kicked the air repeatedly.

"I'm not finished! Don't you dare stopping me, mister!" She yelled, but her husband was too strong for her.

Gohan, Videl, Uub and Pan looked at each others and released sighs.

-

Vegeta looked at the sleeping girl through the small glass window of the hospital room and he wished she were only sleeping. A pain hit his chest for the thousandth time. She wasn't just sleeping. Her beautiful face was now covered by oxygen mask and intravenous infusions were everywhere in her body parts to keep her alive.

How long had she been in that state? May be a week or more if he could recall. She had been moved to West City Medical Center soon after she passed her critical stage because Chichi couldn't stand meeting the Briefs every times she paid a visit to her son. No, not paying a visit, she was in the hospital all time and she hated all the Briefs now.

May be that wasn't bad either, at least Bulla was closer to their home now.

Bulma had persuaded him to go home from the hospital once or twice so he could see after himself, to take a bath, change his clothes and have proper meal. But being home was no longer comfortable for him now. His son hated him. His granddaughters, both had aquamarine hair and azure eyes, reminded him about his princess a lot. Even his wife, in her graceful sixties, still had the blue which would remind him about Bulla every times he looked at her.

Blue and purple were the color of the Briefs, every girls had blue and every boys had purple. He and his spiky black hair and onyx eyes were strangers there. Marron was blond but at least it was the same as Mrs. Briefs senior.

The first time he came home from the hospital after the incident to have dinner was a bad idea. The meal was perfect like always. But everybody ate in silence, it was his coming which had triggered that uncomfortable situation.

"This duck is great mom! You know how much I love roasted duck!" Trunks finally spoke which caused both Marron and Bulma roll their eyes at him.

"What?" The purple haired retorted, "I'm just telling the truth. By the way Mar, you have to try the roasted duck in the newly opened Chinese restaurant near CC Headquarter. It was great too! I'll take you there someday." Marron stopped shoving her food and exchanged glance with Bulma.

"Trunks..." she called.

Trunks turned his stare to his wife, then like if he had just realized something, he put his hand on his forehead, "Ow, sorry! I forget that little Bulla is lying unconscious in the hospital now. How could I talk about delicious food?!" He said sarcastically.

"Trunks!" Both Marron and Bulma shouted at him.

Vegeta knew that his son's words were meant to insinuated him. He stopped shoving his food, put his fork back on his plate and pushed it sheering off of him, "I'm not hungry." He stood and left.

He didn't mean to push his plate strong enough but then the China ceramic was broken into pieces.

Little Cameron jumped from her chair in fright and hugged her mother.

Everybody in the kitchen table lost their appetites now. Bulma shot a death glare to her son who pretended to ignore it then she left to catch after her husband.

She saw him standing on the balcony, outside their bedroom, his gaze was pointed in a far far away place, may be to the hospital where his daughter lying unconscious.

"You have to eat." Bulma stood behind him, her hand touched his back gently.

"I'm not hungry." He answered without even turning his gaze to his wife.

"You'll get sick."
"Saiyans never get sick."

She sighed, no use talking to this stubborn man. He never took suggestions, even less orders from other people. He was the one who always decided what he wanted to do.

"Why didn't you pester me too?" He asked his wife when he knew that she still stayed.

"What can I say? Since what happen to that poor Scottie boy, I knew it would happen again soon or late."

He chose to stay at the hospital all time then where he could always take a look at his beloved daughter, waiting for her opening her eyes. He missed her azure eyes when looked at him with their bright shine. He never not melted to that shine.

Would he ever see those eyes opened again? And demanded him so many things that he would always complain but always made him smile in the end because he knew that he would never win against her demands. She was the only one in the universe who was capable to treat him that way, she was his princess.

And if those eyes would ever be opened again, would she ever forgive him?

-

"Vegeta still didn't say anything?" Goku suddenly appeared before Bulma who was sitting in the hospital cafeteria. She almost dropped her coffee cup in surprise, after so many years she still wasn't used to his instant transmission. Thanks Dende that there were only few people in that cafeteria and they didn't seem to pay attention that a man had just popped up there from nowhere.

She shook her head, "You know how he is. He will only say what he wants to say."

The cheerful warrior took a seat across hers and pinched off a muffin cake from her plate. He ate it in one gulp. "Can you order me some more food, Bulma? I'm hungry." His Saiyan stomach growled loudly as a support pronouncement.

Bulma couldn't help but smiled at her best friend antique behavior, in every situation, Son Goku always thought with his stomach. "Okay, what do you want to eat? But I warn you, this is hospital. The food may not be so good."

"It's okay, I'll eat anything." he put his hand in the back of his head sheepishly and grinned with his famous trademark grin.

Few minutes latter, their table had been full of foods which soon disappeared again because they moved to Goku's stomach. "I guess Chichi didn't cook you anything?" Bulma asked as she watched her best friend ate in record.

"She's in the hospital all day, everyday day. I usually went fishing when she didn't cook, but I don't feel like doing it right now." He answered between bites.

Bulma sighed, yeah...he usually went fishing with his boys and now one of them was still lying in the hospital. "How's Goten?"

"Better. I think we can take him home in a week. You know, I'd got worse from Vegeta when I first fought him, he was serious that time. And I think this time he didn't intend to kill Goten."

"Yeah, I think you're right. Goten would not survive if Vegeta intended to." She sipped her coffee, "Did your son say anything? He's awake from his unconsciousness, right ?"

Goku had finished eating and now rubbing his belly in satisfaction. Bulma called a waitress to clean up the mess on the table. "No, he shuts his mouth very well. I think his pride was hurt more than his body."

Bulma rolled her eyes, being surprised by her best friend statement.

"Tell me again, Bulma. How did it really happen?"

"I've told you, I still don't know his reason why he beat up Goten to that state, but that morning he was very angry because Bulla wasn't home the whole night and he found out that she was with Goten."

"He was angry because your daughter wasn't home? Wow...I never think Vegeta can be...can be...Gosh, he sounds like Chichi."

"You must know that Vegeta really treasured his daughter, Goku."

"Do you think Goten had done something really bad that made Vegeta very angry to him?"

"I don't know, but this isn't the first time he broke someone's bones for dating with his little girl."

"Really? He'd ever done something like this before?"

"Well, not this bad. I remember Bulla's school mate, Scott. Vegeta broke his bones in four places because he kissed Bulla.."

"Wow!" Goku exclaimed.

Bulma looked at her watch then said to her best friend, "Well, I have to leave now, Goku. I have an appointment with doctor Leon. We'll discuss something about Bulla's progress."

"Can I go with you? I want to take a look at your daughter too."

"Sure, why not."

Vegeta only glanced through the corner of his eyes at his former rival who walked behind his wife. He was standing against the wall of his daughter room, his arms crossed before his chest. In this VIP service, they had a special luxurious waiting room for themselves, completed with sofa, TV, a refrigerator and a bathroom. It was attached to the patient room. They didn't need to share it with any other people.

"You have to wear the sterile clothes if you want to get inside." Bulma said to her friend, "But you can peep through the glass window if you only want to take a little look and don't need to change your clothes." She sat on the sofa and leaned her back there, trying to be relax.

"Well, I think I'll just take a look from here." Goku stood before the patient's door and took a look at the princess through the glass window. Vegeta grunted in annoyance of his ex rival presence.

"Where the hell is that lazy doctor?!" He asked his wife but seemed more like if he talked to himself. "He's supposed to meet us here around this time."

Before Bulma answered her husband, the waiting room's door was opened, a middle aged man in white came in, "Good afternoon, Mr. And Mrs. Briefs..." the doctor nodded to greet the couple.

"Good afternoon, doctor." Bulma answered, her husband only glanced at him as an acknowledgment. "You said you had news for us?"

"Yes, Mr. And Mrs. Briefs..." The doctor glanced at Goku then looked back at Bulma, "It is all right..."

"It's all right, doc. He is our very close friend. Please just tell us about the news..." Bulma said.

"Well, Mr. And Mrs. Briefs...we just found out that... your daughter... is... pregnant...

Vegeta's face hardened, in her shock Bulma managed to say "What? Are you sure about that?"

"We've checked it several times to make sure and we are positive now..."

"For how long?"

"For about four weeks."

"But, how?" Goku turned his gaze from the glass window to the man in white. His outburst made Vegeta become very annoyed even more.

"Do you really have to ask that??" He hissed through his clenched teeth. No matter how he wanted to yell, he still realized that he had to keep his voice low there.

"Well, I..."

"It must be your fucking moron brat whose responsible for that!!"

"Ooh, well you mean Goten..."

"Come on you two! Don't start!" Bulma said to the two Saiyans. "It is all right doc? With my daughter's condition now, is this pregnancy safe for her?"

"I think yes, Mrs. Briefs. She survived from the accident, so did the fetus. I think both of them are very strong."

-

"Why daddy, why?"

"Because you're a princess! And that's not the right attitude for a princess!"

Her father yelled at her, it was the first time he ever got mad at her for whole her lifetime and it made her shudder. She had made her daddy disappointed. And she vowed that she would never do such a thing again. She would always made her daddy proud of her.

She tried hard to forget the image of the unconscious Scott with broken arms and legs at her school backyard. She didn't know what a love was either, she was just trying to experience a kiss. Wasn't it normal for a fourteen years old girl to have her first kiss? Even most of her friends experienced their first kiss in a much younger age than her now.

But the image couldn't vanish from her mind. It haunted her, chased her and kept asking her why she didn't defend him that time. You're coward! Coward! Coward!

She closed both of her ears with her hands, but still, the voice didn't vanish but echoed in her mind much stronger than any other voice she ever heard.

And then she saw Goten, lying on the ground with bruises and cuts in almost all of his body's part, blood flowing out from his cuts. She felt his almost closed eyes glanced at her, "Bulla...Bulla..."

She knew she had to do something this time. She loved him. She loved Goten. What she had experienced with him wasn't just an adventure. She knew that for sure now. She would do anything for him. She would do anything for her love. Even if she had to disappoint her daddy.

Her strong will brought her flying in the air. However she was a half Saiyan, wasn't she? And every Saiyans could fly, could fly...

The last thing she remembered was a strike of pain in all over her body and before everything turned dark, she heard her daddy scream, "NOOOOOOO!!"

No what daddy? Did she do something wrong again?

And when she opened her eyes, she saw her daddy standing beside her. He didn't seem to be mad again, but sad and worried.

AN: I know its classic, but I hope you enjoy it. Well, I have to go back to my country by the end of this month and I'll be very busy. I'm sorry if I don't up date the next chapter soon. But I don't intend to abandon this story, so don't worry, I promise I'll up date as soon as I get a chance.

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