Vegeta's POV

Training completely turned around after the time I spent fighting through the asteroid field, through pure rage and aggression I had achieved the goal I have longed to complete.

I have become legendary, I was a Super Saiyan.

Just saying it with confidence puffs my chest with pride. I had spent weeks out in the brutality of space, testing my newfound skills. I was confident of my new power, I was unstoppable. As of right now, the coordinates are set to Earth, specifically Capsule Corps. Hopefully, upon my return, I have a beautiful distraction waiting for me and food that will taste ultimately better than the scrapes I brought with me to space.

In total I would estimate I have been gone from Earth for about seven months now, just five months short of a year, which is how long I expected to spend my time. Pride swelled in my chest as I once again powered up, sustaining my will and controlling all my anger, and within a second I could feel the power rush through my veins. I am beyond powerful. I am the Prince of all Saiyans.

I don't know what I expected to find once I returned to Earth. I know I will have good training facilities but more thoughts of the woman filtered through my mind. I worked hard to ignore her but I couldn't help the stray moments where I wondered about her. I convinced myself the only reason I was going back to Earth is to wait out the rest of the time for the Androids. Barley six months until they should be arriving, I had to keep the moments I spent with the woman to a minimal amount, I couldn't allow her to become a worse weakness. I couldn't let anyone see how she affects me, I have to treat her and my child as if they are dirt. The androids won't be able to use them against me.

Within three days I was back on Earth but I ended up crash-landing my training ship. From the wreaked remains I made my way back to Capsule Corp, it was easy all I had to do was focus on Bulma's ki, it has changed since I left. I maneuvered my way through different terrains, having to fly past seas and mountains I managed my way to the facility just past dark.

My first order of business was to find Bulma's father and get him started on a new gravity chamber. An easy man to locate, he has a strange energy around him but I don't bother pondering on that thought. I quickly maneuver my way through the building and down to the lab. I walked right in and to my surprise, the old man was nose deep in some blueprints.

"Hey Old man, I crashed the other Gravity room. I will need another stat, it's a necessity to keep up my training regime. Oh and by the way, make sure it can sustain super saiyan power." I couldn't help the smirk on my face. I am satisfied with my progress. The old scientist looked up past the frame of his glasses. Smoke arose from the cigarette dangling from his lips, a simple nod confirmed that he had heard what I had said.

I slowly made my way through the house once again, this time I wasn't interested in training. My second order of business was sleep, the ship had a bed but I never bothered to use it, out of the seven months I spent training in space the only rest I received was when I would pass out from exhaustion.

As I rounded the last steps I gazed down the hallway leading to my room, if it was still there. I could tell Bulma was in there, she might have decided she liked that room better than her own. I casually made my way to the door, peering inside I noticed the same sheets were on the bed and the figure of the woman was curled on the mattress. I felt my heart skip a beat, I didn't understand why she was in the room they designated for me. I argued for a moment about what I was going to do but then I had the perfect idea.

I strutted into the room closing the door behind me. I walked up to the foot of the bed where the woman lay asleep, I started to concentrate on all my energy as well as my emotions, allowing my full power to show

Bulma's POV

I woke up to a weird feeling of energy surrounding me when I opened my eyes I swear I saw a goldish glow.

I looked to the end of the bed and my mouth dropped in sheer awe, tears welling up in my eyes I shot up staring at the glowing man. "Vegeta is..is that you." I heard his chuckle and I felt the tears fall down my cheeks, before I could even move he was by my side. I wanted to move towards him but I was stuck in awe. "You finally did it Vegeta." I could barely make out my own voice, I didn't know how to feel suddenly I was stuck feeling nothing but the rawest emotions.

I reached for his face and he leaned into my touch, his eyes closed as I allowed my fingers to wonder, his skin felt rugged and the energy flowing from him was awe-inspiring. He said no words to me, we were just there in the moment, two souls together. I let my eyes travel down his body, through my blurred vision due to my tears, I could make out his torn armor and several new scars as well as healing gashes. He looked rough but I was just happy he was home.

I let my hand slowly fall from his face, I was burned out, and nonchalantly I lay back down. Right before closing my eyes, I looked up at the strong saiyan, "Now that you've got what you've wanted, will you please come to bed with me, I've missed you." My voice was soft and my throat felt raw.

He didn't respond to me so I just sighed, closed my eyes, and allowed myself to drift asleep, his presence in the room seemed to calm me enough.

When I woke up I had my head on a tough surface that definitely wasn't a pillow. Without opening my eyes I buried my face into his chest and sighed in relief. He was actually back. My mind starts to ponder and I start to feel a little anxious. Would he stay after the battle with the androids?

Will he be here for the baby and me, all these questions kept persisting in my train of thought, yet everything was blown out the window when I felt his arms slowly wrap around me. I couldn't help but sigh yet again, even through the pain I felt through all the months he was gone this little moment spoke to me for a lifetime.

"I love you Vegeta," I whispered into his chest, even though I know he'll never say it back, for me to admit it out loud helps soothe my inner turmoil.

Vegeta's POV

As soon as Bulma asked me to lay in bed with her I gave up my hard composure, I couldn't lie to myself and say that I didn't miss this alluring creature who forced her affection. She may have been the reason I left the planet but with every meager moment we may have I can't help but reassess my life. I peeled my battered armor off my body leaving only the tattered shorts and lay next to the woman, pulling her closer to me. Adjusting her before relaxing my head on my arms.

All the barbarous things I have done feel as if they were nothing as if everything was a dream and this was my reality.

Did I want this to be my reality?

I was content laying with her head to my chest, and my arms behind my head. I couldn't help but count every breath she took even though I know she is far from death. Something about her brings this urge to protect, even when I constantly battle this confusion day in and out.

This blue-haired woman has given me a piece of sanity that I never knew I was capable of receiving much less accepting. As my mind continued on this subject I felt Bulma stir slightly, immediately before I even knew it I had removed my arms from being crossed to having both wrapped around her. I heard her soft voice, "I love you Vegeta."

Closing my eyes I focus on my breath, Bulma's breathing is heavier than my own, an observation I absentmindedly made. I enjoy the darkness that surrounds me, it eases the confusion of my inner thoughts. My past has determined my future, my craving for power, and my quest to vanquish anyone who tries to stop my carnage.

I want to believe the swell of emotion that Bulma brought forth has been nothing but interference, but I have obtained the ultimate power that I sought to begin with. I don't believe I will ever understand why she says she "loves" me, she has come face to face with my gruesome life yet she still inserts herself.

Why did she want me in her reality?

My mind wouldn't clear itself and I couldn't stop myself from thinking things over. The only calming thing that I can do is to focus on her breathing.

Bulma's POV

I woke up to a stream of sunlight in my eyes, I felt snug and secure in Vegeta's arms.

I tried not to move around too much but my body was awake and the baby was kicking. I shifted my head so that I could look up at Vegeta. He always looked so peaceful in his sleep. I enjoyed the simple movements of his chest as he breathed. It felt so blissful to be here. As much as I didn't want to I slithered my way out of Vegeta's grip.

I stepped out of bed and did some small stretches allowing my body to shake the sleep away. The whole time I kept my eyes on Vegeta. I couldn't believe that he was actually home. Last night felt like a fever dream but now that it is morning and I am rested I know it was real.

I walked to the adjoined bathroom and brushed my teeth, I couldn't stand the taste of morning breath. After thoroughly brushing and rinsing my mouth I turned and opened the medicine cabinet, pulling out prenatal vitamins, I took two of them and placed them safely back on the shelf. Being pregnant with a saiyan baby has taken quite some strain on my body but I was trying to keep up the baby's nutrition but also my own. I grabbed my robe that was hung on the back of the door and slid it onto my bodice. I kept glancing back at Vegeta in the bed, I was still star-struck.

Before I left the room I leaned down and kissed his forehead. I was content with the scenario.

When I got down to the kitchen I noticed a note on the fridge. The scribbled letters were obviously my father's hand handwriting. The note simply stated that he and my mother would be away for a week due to the science convention happening in East City. The note also explained that there was an extra gravity room already prepared for Vegeta. I wondered why he needed a new one but I didn't let my mind ponder on it too long.

I started the coffee pot and put some bread in the toaster. I blankly stared out the window in the kitchen. The sky was blue and I couldn't see any clouds, if today was anything like yesterday it would be a good day to sunbathe a little. The beep of the toaster brought me out of my thoughts. I buttered up my toast and peacefully ate them in silence as I waited for the coffee to finish brewing.

Vegeta should be waking up soon to train, he never throws away the opportunity to train. I started to wonder about Vegeta's training regime in space, I wish I had called him more but when I think about it I realize that me leaving him alone was probably for the best.

After finishing my first cup of coffee I prepared my second and made my way down to the lab. I walked over to my father's workstation and looked for the capsule containing the new gravity room. It was hidden under several different blueprints one of which had been my original idea.

With the capsule safely placed in my robe pocket I walked over to my desk which was in even more disarray than my father's. I hadn't really come down here to work since Vegeta had left for space, thinking back on it I barely did anything while Vegeta was gone. I barely remember the days and to think about them brings an ache in my chest.

I take a sip of my coffee, I had spent so many days lost in a daze I barely remember the small moments I spent outside by the pool. I looked down at the blueprints I had started the day before he had left. I had planned to make better training bots for Vegeta but after he left it completely slipped my mind. I stared blankly at the print, I wanted to start working again but as I moved one hand down my stomach I knew I was limited in what projects I could actually complete.

Vegeta's POV

I woke up to an empty bed and a mind swarming with thoughts.

I ignored almost everything and made my way to the bathroom. I needed a shower, I didn't even bother to look at myself in the mirror, I knew I looked like a mess. I had completely trashed my armor leading to several wounds scattered my flesh. I turned the water to the hottest setting, I wanted to get rid of all the grime that I built up trying to achieve my goal. I stripped off what remained of my shorts and stepped into the stream of steaming water. It felt nice against my aching muscles and I couldn't help but sigh in relief.

I looked around the small cube and noticed products that hadn't been there before. That means she really did move into my room. I started to think about why she would move to this room, her room is way bigger and it has a balcony. The perfect room for a princess, I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought as I started scrubbing my body with the substance they called soap.

Stepping out of the shower I was quick to dry my body by powering up with enough energy to rid all the water. Stepping out into the room I take a moment to look around, the only difference I see is the screen they call a TV. Everything else looked untouched. I look in the dresser and find some of the garments Bulma had gotten for me when I first arrived here. I put on a white shirt and a pair of loose-fitting shorts.

I take a moment and focus on the energies around me, the only energy I sense is Bulma's. Confusion hit me as I instructed her father to build me a new gravity room last night, I let the annoyance I felt subside as I a rumble roared from my stomach. I needed food.

Walking down to the kitchen I rummaged through the cabinets, I found two loaves of bread and ate them quickly, a small snack to stifle my stomach. I started to think about all the food Bulma's mother would make, I always had something prepared for me no matter the time. I wondered where the other two humans had gone. Then I thought about the sandwiches Bulma had made me, they were delicious and the more I thought about food the more I wanted to eat. I wasn't the best in the kitchen so I decided to do what I used to love to do, demand food from Bulma.

I made my way down to the lab, I couldn't sense the old man. Bulma was there standing by her area simply not doing anything. I steadily made my way to her clearing my voice as I was three steps behind her, she jumped a little but turned around to face me, she was beautiful, her hair always complimented her blue eyes but her skin just seemed to glow in the most enticing way.

"I am here to request some hot food, I had the bare minimum to eat while I was away training and my body requires better sustenance." I watched as her hand seized a little on her coffee mug but her eyes told me a different story, and the smile she gave me definitely showed another meaning. "You would have had plenty of hot food to eat if you would have just stayed here to train. But since you asked me so nicely I guess I can make you some eggs and bacon."

I just nodded to her as a response, I might have come down here expecting too much attitude yet she dished out a sarcastic remark without raising her voice. I was impressed. I waited for her to start walking before I started following. She had gained a little weight since I had last seen her, way less than I expected, I've never seen a woman who is with a child.

It was a rare thing on my planet; most females were also fighters, I hardly remember who my own mother was. Her hips still swayed with grace and I couldn't help but lose myself in her ass, she has a nice ass. The small walk to the kitchen had me wishing I would bend the goddess over and have my way with her but I needed to keep myself in check, I knew she was a distraction but I forgot how good of a distraction she was.

"Where are the old scientist and the loud blonde?" I asked as I leaned against the kitchen island. Bulma set her coffee mug down on the counter and turned to answer me, "My father had a business trip to attend so he must have taken my mother with him." I shook my head and calculated a response, "Too bad he took the blonde she was excellent at making sure food was provided." Bulma just rolled her eyes at me and walked over to the fridge. She bent over slightly and again I allowed myself to analyze her bodice.

Bulma's POV

I wasn't too surprised when Vegeta asked me to make him food, I could tell he was trying to rile me up.

His snide little comments weren't going to work on me. I just allowed myself to breathe and just be happy that the Prince was back. I did miss him, hell I felt emotionally crippled after he left yet here I am in the fridge deciding how many eggs to cook and how many packs of bacon. I just grabbed a full 18-pack of eggs and three packs of bacon, hoping that it would be enough to satisfy the saiyan prince.

I set the uncooked breakfast items on the counter next to the stove, I quickly gathered a large bowl, two baking sheets, and the largest skillet we owned. I turned the oven on to the temperature it needed to be, as I waited for the oven to preheat I set the bacon slices on the large baking sheets.

After that I washed my hands then I walked over to where I set my coffee, I took a decent-sized gulp before walking back over to my cooking area. I set the pans of bacon into the oven and then started on the eggs, the easiest way to make multiple eggs is just scrambling the whole batch.

I cracked all eighteen eggs into the large bowl and whisked them together, I ended up walking back over to the fridge to grab milk and just as quickly as I grabbed the milk I set it back into the fridge. I couldn't help but occasionally glance at Vegeta. I couldn't tell what he was thinking about by the hard look on his face, but I did notice how his eyes were fixated on every move I made.

It took me fifteen minutes to scramble the whole batch of eggs but it was perfect timing because the bacon was definitely done cooking as well. I made myself a decent plate with half the plate covered in eggs and 10 pieces of bacon, I set the rest of the eggs into a big bowl and put the rest of the bacon on a plate. I set his plate of bacon on top of the bowl and carried it in one arm, my plate in the other. Silverware carefully balanced on top.

I walked all three items over to the table, and the whole time I felt Vegeta's gaze on me. "Here is your nice hot breakfast Mr. Prince." He was quick to sit down and start eating the food I had happily prepared for him.

I sat down right next to him and followed suit, I ate at a slow pace enjoying the food. The comfortable silence was interrupted by Vegeta himself, "Are you going to eat all of that." I rolled my eyes at him and chuckled a little, "I am pregnant with your child Vegeta, you'd be surprised how much I need to eat to deal with this." I gestured down to my bulging stomach.

His eyes widened just a little and he continued to eat his food. Surprisingly he must have been eating slowly because I finished before he did and it usually takes me a while to fully finish. I got up to clean my plate, I also took advantage of the free time and washed the pans I used to cook with. When I was done washing the last pan Vegeta set down his plate and bowl right by the sink, now that was something I didn't expect. I quickly washed the last dishes and dried my hands.

I finished my cup of coffee and took a deep breath. Vegeta was still in the kitchen with me, he was just watching me, and to be honest I was just a little suspicious.

I walked over to him with my hand in my pocket. "Give me your hand," I declared as I was close enough, he gave me a weird look before he let his hand reach out to me, I dropped the gravity capsule into his hand and dropped my hand back into my pocket. "There you go mister here is your new gravity room."

He shook his head and continued to stare at me. I was lost in his eyes and I didn't bother to move. I was enjoying this personal time with him even though it was mainly silence.

Vegeta's POV

We stood in silence after she handed me the new gravity room.

Her ocean eyes were truly exquisite, saiyan women never had such vibrant features. There were so many things that I would have liked to have said but there were no words being formulated to sentences in my mind. I was overwhelmed by her vibrance so I turned and left out of the kitchen, I went straight outside and clicked the capsule giving it a light toss to a cleared area in the huge yard.

I walked into the gravity room and glanced around, it looked almost exactly like the one I crash-landed, I sauntered over to the control panel and started to up the gravity. The max level of the last gravity room barely challenged me when I was in super saiyan mode and I hoped the old man listened to what I told him. At 500 times Earth's gravity, I barely powered up, I continued to amp the gravity until it stopped at 780 times.

My training started with a simple warm-up, I stretched my limbs then did 500 normal push-ups and then 250 one-handed push-ups for each hand. After the warmup, I walked over to the control panel and activated four training bots, the spherical bots emerged from hidden panels towards the ceiling of the ship. I took a deep breath and concentrated my mind, within seconds I had fully powered up. With pride in my chest, this felt too easy, I started training once again, "I am going to beat the shit out of these stupid androids." I announced out loud.

Bulma's POV

I wasn't upset when Vegeta walked away from me, I was expecting it nonetheless. He always focuses on training before anything else. I was pleased by the small moments we had during breakfast. After Vegeta walked outside I made my way back up the stairs and to our room. As soon as I walked into the room I made my way to the window so I could open up the curtain. After I had natural light streaming into the room I walked to the closet that Vegeta never even bothered using. I had a nice yoga mat and I was putting it to use, even though the pregnancy is a little hard on me I figured if I worked out just as small it would help my aches and pains.

I only did about 20 minutes of amateur yoga before I called it quits, it was easier than I thought to get back up on my feet, after all, I was 7 months pregnant. After I put my yoga mat up I laid down on the bed and just relaxed. I started thinking about what else I should do for the day. I looked out the window and noticed that the sun was still out, sunbathing sounded like a nice idea, maybe I could swim around a little and just enjoy myself.

Just having Vegeta home had calmed me so much even though it has only been a few hours I was immensely better. I rolled out of bed and made my way to the dresser pulling open one of the drawers at the bottom I pulled out my simple black bikini. I hadn't swum a lot while Vegeta was gone but just enough to have moved some of my swimwear over to this room. I turned to throw the suit on the bed and removed my robe hanging it up in the hook of the bathroom. I walked back over to the bed removing the t-shirt I had on and I shimmed out of my underwear. After I slipped on my bikini I walked over to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.

I rubbed my stomach and I couldn't help but talk aloud, "I hope you don't get your dad's temper little one." I still didn't know the gender deep down I hoped it was a girl, but I would only know once when they were born.