I awoke to find myself draped over Trunks' back, crammed in a space ship with everyone that had been on the planet, save Broly and Paragus. I squirmed as I felt an elbow dig into my back and looked down at my mate. Trunks grinned at me over his shoulder.
"I guess we won," I said, tiredly.
"Yes, love," Trunks said with a chuckle.
"Please tell me Goku's going to use his instant transmission and bring us home," I said. Goku laughed, holding up a peace sign with his fingers.
"You bet!" he declared. "Everyone hold hands!" Vegeta scoffed at the comment and looked away. I rolled my eyes and reached out, taking his hand in mine.
"I am not spending the next couple days like this, Vegeta," I snapped. "Come on." Vegeta glared at me before he wrapped his fingers around my own. I felt the sensation of being weightless as Goku's I.T took us back to earth. We landed outside of Capsule Corp, the entire great mob of people filling the front yard. Goku quickly grabbed the aliens Paragus had enslaved and teleported them away. Bulma ran out to greet us, ushering us back in the house with the others. Piccolo declined her invitation, but tossed each of us a Senzu bean. I quickly swallowed mine, feeling like I was about to drop. When the surge of rejuvenation passed through me, I stretched, letting my bones crack.
"I feel gross," I said. "I need a bath."
"Me too," Trunks said. Vegeta rolled his eyes as we looked at each other and grinned.
"Boy," the Prince snapped. Trunks turned to Vegeta.
"I'm still keeping my eye on you," he informed his son.
"Of course," Trunks said. I giggled and took off running towards the bathroom, anxious to change out of the dirty clothes. Trunks followed me, the sound of his boots hitting the floor almost covering Bulma's confused question.
"Did I miss something?"
I opened the door to the bathroom that was attached to the room Trunks and I had used before. I quickly began running a warm bath. As I watched the tub filling up, I felt Trunks come up behind me, his hands moving along my body as he divested me of my clothes. I smiled, stepping out of my shorts when he tapped the backs of my thighs. He rubbed soap on my back, arms, legs and chest. When his hand got to my stomach, he spread his fingers along it, giving it a gentle squeeze before moving to wash my hair. He hosed me off, then urged me into the tub before quickly washing his own body. When he joined me in the water, he pulled me into his lap, sitting with my back to his front, his nose buried in my neck.
"You seem happy," I teased.
"We just defeated Broly, returned home, I've finally taken you as my mate and you're going to have my child," he said with a goofy grin. "I'm ecstatic." I chuckled, placing my hand on my belly.
"I wander how Goku knew I was pregnant," I said.
"I don't know," Trunks said. "But I suspect my father knew as well."
"Damn Saya-jins and their secrets," I grumbled. Trunks ran his hand down my arm, moving to the underside of my wrist then pulling my arm up so he could kiss my wrist and nuzzle my palm.
"My mate," he sighed. "I can't believe we spent so long being..." He stopped, not know the words to describe our half bond.
"I know," I said. "I feel like I'm finally a whole person."
"I love you," he said, hugging me tightly.
"I love you," I replied, turning my head to kiss him. As are lips parted, he smiled, nuzzling my cheek.
"We should get out," he said. "The water's getting cold." I nodded and stood up, grabbing a towel and dabbing the moisture from my body. I let him dress me, slipping a soft cotton gown over my body.
"What's everyone's obsession with me wearing a dress?" I asked.
"I've never gotten to see you wear them," he said. "You look pretty." I blushed and pushed his chest playfully, before heading for the door. We entered the main room to find Vegeta, Bulma, Dr. Briefs, Mrs. Briefs and Baby Trunks sitting there. Trunks slide onto the couch, quickly pulling me into his lap, his hand moving to rest on my stomach.
"So," I began. "When were you going to tell me I'm pregnant, Vegeta?" The Saya-jin prince smirked.
"Kakkorot?" he asked.
"Yup," I confirmed.
"I didn't want to at first given the circumstances," he said, looking at Trunks pointedly. I nodded.
"Wait," Bulma said. "You're pregnant? How? Who?"
"Well, if you need a lesson on how..." I teased. She rolled her eyes and I giggled.
"The who would be me," Trunks declared, proudly.
"Wow!" Bulma said. "Congratulations!" Trunks beamed, his hand rubbing my stomach as he pulled me close.
"Oh how exciting!" Mrs. Briefs said.