Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come back to me, come back to us ❯ Oh, no! Vegeta! ( Chapter 8 )

Come back to me, Come back to us
Chapter 6: Oh, no! Vegeta!
Pairings: G/V
Disclaimer: I do know own any characters from Dragonball Z. They are the property of Toei Animation, Pony Canyon, FUNimation Entertainment, and creator Akira Toriyama. I make no money from the writing of the story.
W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. I am letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.

 

Special Thanks to Christina G. for thinking up some fabulous names for our bad guys ^_~ and yes, you are right about the accent. I'm just confused right now. Look for the changes.

 

Notes: Thank you everyone for the encouraging reviews ^_^ Please continue. I'm sick again and I'm trying to move in the process. I'm trying my best to keep updating as much as possible but don't worry I'm always one step ahead of my self and I'm not going to leave you all hanging. I'm interested in seeing what happens next just like the rest of you ^_~ Anyway, enough of my chitchat on with the story.

 

/ Thoughts /
:: Telepathy ::

 

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It had been a few days since Vegeta told Goku about his dark colored past. Since then the prince had stayed in his room and refused to come out. Goku tried everything to get his stubborn mate out of there but it was no use; and as a last resort he went to the one person who would be able to help.

 

“Bulma?”

 

“Hey, Goku. What's-up?” the scientist greeted. She was inside the GR trying to repair it since the last time it was in use by Vegeta he had wrecked before he became to ill and stopped training.

 

“Listen, I need your help. Vegeta will not come out of our room and that's not good for the baby and I don't know what else to do,” Goku explained, about ready to pull out his hair.

 

“Okay. Don't worry about a thing. Leave it all up to me. Go upstairs and tell him that it's time for his check-up.” Bulma ushered the tall fighter to the door. She, herself zoomed straight into her lab and ran the phone and called her best friend.

 

“Hello.”

 

“Hi, Chi. It's me, Bulma.”

 

“Hey, Bul. What's going on? How are you doing?”

 

“Oh, nothing much. Look I need your help with planning a get together. It seems that Vegeta is depressed again.”

 

Bulma rattled off to Chi-Chi about what they would need and who to invite. By the time she hung-up the phone Vegeta was standing next to her looking like he's seen better days.

 

“Oh, my goodness, Ge! You don't look so well. Come-on I need to examine you.”

 

The royal didn't put up a fuss. He just complied with the woman and followed her to the examining tables. This went on for forty-five minutes. After the examine, Bulma told Vegeta that he needed to get some fresh air and sunlight but the most important thing was that he needed to start gaining more weight.

 

It seems that the baby was doing fine, but Vegeta's bout of morning sickness had came back with a vengeance and he couldn't keep anything down.

 

“Vegeta, I'm going to be honest with you. If you don't start putting on extra pounds I'm gonna have to send you to a specialist to get you on a proper diet to gain the weight that you need,” Bulma explained.

 

“Alright woman. I just haven't felt like eating much because Kakarott was not here,” Vegeta shot back.

 

“Well, no excuse. Goku's back and I want you to start eating understand?” She was not leaving room for him to argue.

 

“Fine,” he grumbled out and started walking out of the lab.

 

“By the way Vegeta, I'm having some of the guys over so I want you in attendance, and I've told Goku so you can't wiggle your way out of it.” Bulma laughed as she heard him curse.

 

By mid-day the party was in full swing. All the Z fighters were there Krillin with his wife 18 and their daughter, Marron as well as Yamcha with some blonde bimbo. Master Roshi, Puar, Oolong, and Turtle had shown up a little while later then Tien and Chazaou. Piccolo, Gohan with Videl, and Chi-Chi all came together, and let's not forget our favorite imps Goten and Trunks.

 

Everything was going along nicely even Goku and Vegeta finally made their way to the gathering. The prince and his mate were sitting at the table with the food. Goku didn't waste any time preparing plate after pate of delicious goodies. Vegeta really hadn't gained his full appetite back and on occasion nibbled off of Goku's food.

 

Krillin was the first to observe how gainly the royal looked around the middle and voiced it once everyone was settled down and eating.

 

“Hey, Vegeta are you feeling alright?” the monk asked hoping against hope that the prince wouldn't kill him.

 

“Hai, why do you ask Baldy?” Vegeta snapped. Well, apparently his attitude hasn't changed.

 

“You…uh…seem to be gaining some weight,” Krillin stated.

 

“Yeah, I thought that Saiyans had a high metabolism,” Yamcha said adding his two cents while kissing his friend.

 

The prince growled. How in the heck was he supposed to keep his pregnancy a secret from these pathetic humans?

 

Goku sensed his mate's distress. ::I think that we should tell them koi::

 

::Nani?!! No, fucking way! I don't feel like answering 50,000 questions [ 1 ] about how I got pregnant:: Vegeta mentally barked to Goku.

 

The others knew that the cold-blooded Saiyan and their friend could communicate to each other, but they hadn't figured out how yet.

 

::Geta, I will answer any questions that they might have. Besides, if we don't tell them Bulma will:: Goku saw the look of horror pass over Vegeta's visage. He could only imagine what the prince was thinking with Bulma telling everyone. He laughed behind that and stood up gaining everyone's attention.

 

He places a reassuring hand on Vegeta's shoulder and stroked it lightly. “Everyone, I have an announcement to make.”

 

Goku inhaled deeply and spoke slowly so they could hear every word that he says. “Vegeta and I are going to have baby.” His tail unraveled from around his waist and wrapped itself around Vegeta's out stretched wrist.

 

Well, all right? Their friends didn't quiet understand his meaning yet but soon they will.

 

“So, you and Vegeta decided to adopt?” Krillin asked.

 

Vegeta snorted but remained quite. Goku put his hand behind his head and beamed that famous smile of his.

 

“Oh, no, Krillin, Vegeta's pregnant,” the gently Saiyan said as if he was discussing the weather.

 

“NANI?!!” Everyone shouted and some of them fell out of their chairs.

 

The only ones who didn't seem to care were Bulma and Chi-Chi. They just chatted away discussing the latest fashions and any cute guys that they had seen. Gohan, Piccolo, and Videl just sat and listened waiting to find out if was true, while Master Roshi and company just ignored them all.

 

“Man, how is that possible?” Krillin's eyes expanded to unbelievable proportions.

 

“Come-on guys we all know that men can't have babies. It's scientifically impossible,” Yamcha said laughing a little.

 

“Yeah, you're right. You guys sure had us fooled,” Tien commented.

 

A slight smile appeared on Vegeta's face. The only who noticed it was 18. She was sitting a little closer to the prince and got an eye fully of the small swell of his tummy and saw how he was rubbing it in calm circular motions.

 

“I'm guessing Vegeta that you're about 4