Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ In Heat ❯ Hell in a small package ( Chapter 14 )
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By: moonsaiyanprincess 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.01.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 769 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.01.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 769 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ! There, satisfied.
A/U: The title says it all.
A/N: Thankyou for the reviews so far! I luv ya guys! *hugs you till you turn blue* My bad, anyway the story must go on!
Chapter 14
Hell in a small package
After the birth of Trunks, a unknown Prince of a forgotten world, and the heir to a rich empire, Bulma was released from the hospital with possibly one of the most active babies in her hands. Vegeta continued to stay home, while Bulma's parents escorted her home.
Once they arrived, Bulma took Trunks to his new room. She had many things to catch up on. Her mother advised her that she wouldn't get anything done. She would still be kinda weak, but also Trunks would be just like his Daddy, and have a few demands of his ow. Since Bulma never had a baby, she ignored her mother's warnings. Poor girl. When she deposited Trunks in his crib, kissing his forhead, left the room and was making her way down the steps, Trunks began to cry uncontrollably.
Bulma ran back upstairs and dashed into Trunks room. She picked him up and pondered what trunks may be trying to say.
Bulma: Trunks, what are you trying to say?
Bulma looked at his diaper, still clean. She rocked him back and forth unontrolably trying to get him to sleep. All of Trunks's wailing disturbed Vegeta's train of thought in the Gravity Chamber. He growled to himelf and marched out the Gravity Chamber, into the house, up the steps and into Trunks's room to find his distraght mate.
Bulma: Bought time you shwed up!
Vegeta: What's wrong with him? Why is he screaming?
Vegeta covered his ears in a attempt to save his hearing.
Bulma: I was gonna ask you?
Vegeta: He's your brat!
Bulma: He's your son!
Vegeta stepped up to the crying infant and actually listened to the child's crying. Trying to figure out himself what was the matter with his brat.
Vegeta: Give the brat your breast.
Bulma: I assume you mean breast feed him right?
Vegeta: Duh!
Bulma: I fed him just 20 minutes ago!
Vegeta: He's a saiya-jin. He's not like average weakling babies of this planet.
Bulma gowled at that remark but decided to do what Vegeta said. She unbuttoned her blouse and began to feed Trunks. Once the baby was silenced, Vegeta's felt as though he heard angels singing. It was just silence and his ears still ringing. Vegeta grunted and went back downstairs to continue his meditation.
~ Many weeks later ~
Vegeta: You will not cut the boy's tail!
Bulma: Vegeta it shoud've been done right after he was born, but I kept it cause it was cute.
Vegeta: Well don't you think he is still 'cute'?
Bulma: Of course Vegeta, it's just that I want him to look like the other kids on this planet.
Vegeta: How dare you? Having a tail seperates him for the rest of the weaklings on this planet.
Bulma: I'm fully aware, but I'm sick of taking Trunks on walks in the park, little old ladies begain to hover over him, then once they spot the tail, they faint and send hospitable bills hear for head injuries.
Vegeta: Weakling women of this planet!
Bulma: Insult my kind all you want, but the tail is coming off!
Vegeta: over my dead body!
Bulma: That's exactly what it may be. Stop worrying about Trunks's tail and worry about training. I mean the fight is less than 3 months from now. If you don't concentrate, you'll end up dead at the battlefield.
Vegeta: Woman I'm not to easy to kill.
Bulma ignored that comment. She was fully aware that Vegeta was easily killed by Freeza all those years ago. She chose to keep her lips shut and not burn Vegeta's ego.
~ the night before the fight ~
Things seemed simpler at Capsule Corp. Trunks became easier to understand after a while. Bulma got use to being a mother and caring to all of Trunks needs, aswell as Vegeta. Vegeta was still kinda grouchy, with the fight just a few hours away, and how he hadn't had sex with Bulma in 4 months. Bulma refused to let Vegeta touch her till she got the hang of the mother thing. Vegeta still understand that.
Bulma had just finished taking a bath and had her black robe on. It was like midnight at night, but flashes of light still flashed crazily. Bulma glanced out a window and shook her head.
Bulma: *He's still at it!*
Bulma went to Trunks's room to check on him. It was almost time for his feeding anyway. She stepped up to the crib and cradled him in her arms. He did look alot like Vegeta, only at ease, which was a face Vegeta probably wouldn't be bearing for a long while. Maybe when a snowball can survive the conditions of the fires of hell, but that was beside the point. All Bulma could think about was if Vegeta would be alright.
Bulma: *He acts as though he can survive anything. But I know he can't, does he? Will he survive?*
Bulma began to cry softly. She had to live without Vegeta for a few months, and even that was hard. She still wonders how she was able to survive. Yes she wasn't so love sick, but life wasn't life, without a certain prince demanding this or that. Trunks looked at his mother wondering why she was crying. Vegeta was in wonder to while he stood at the frame of the door un-noticed by Bulma.
Vegeta: Woman, why the sad display?
Vegeta stepped up to Bulma and was only a few centimeters behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his head on her shoulder. He had finished his training for the night.
Bulma: What if you don't make it back?
Vegeta: You don't have faith in me?
Vegeta sounded mildly hurt.
Bulma: I'm just afraid. what if you don't survive. What if what that kid says comes true. I'm the only one to suvive?
Vegeta: Nothing's gonna happen to me, you worry to much onna!
Vegeta's grip on Bulma's waist tightened slightly. It almost felt asthough he didn't want to let Bulma go. Vegeta hated himself for getting so attached to Bulma. Trunks began to wail softly, which made Vegeta shudder in annoyance.
Vegeta: Let me guess?
Bulma: It's time for his feeding anyway Vegeta.
Vegeta grunted and continued to keep his head on Bulma's shoulder. Bulma held Trunks in one hand and moved the flaps of her robe aside. She held Trunks close to her, watching her son become silent and began to eat his meal. Trunks's little suckling sounds drew Vegeta out of his little world. Everytime Trunks would cry, Vegeta would try to ignore the ear shattering noise and think he was somewhere else. But once he heard silence, he opened his eyes and looked over Bulma's shoulder to see his son nursing.
At one time, Bulma thought Vegeta was jealous of Trunks. You know, how he had Bulma's chest all to himself, but Vegeta didn't. But she brushed it off and ignored that. Vegeta wandered into another part of his mind. Now he to, began to doubt his strangth, in 3 years he had become stronger drastically. Would it be enough though? He had to survive, he had to live, he had to reason to live life.
That's the 14th chappie. The next chapter will be the day the androids arive! Dun Dun DUN!!!! Anywho, the wild sex thing is right around the corner. Have patience people! Please review! If you want to be on the chapter update mailing list, my e-mail is moonsaiyanprincess@yahoo.com . I'm begging ya to review people! For my sake! Ja ne' Review Review Review!!!!!!!!!!1
A/U: The title says it all.
A/N: Thankyou for the reviews so far! I luv ya guys! *hugs you till you turn blue* My bad, anyway the story must go on!
Chapter 14
Hell in a small package
After the birth of Trunks, a unknown Prince of a forgotten world, and the heir to a rich empire, Bulma was released from the hospital with possibly one of the most active babies in her hands. Vegeta continued to stay home, while Bulma's parents escorted her home.
Once they arrived, Bulma took Trunks to his new room. She had many things to catch up on. Her mother advised her that she wouldn't get anything done. She would still be kinda weak, but also Trunks would be just like his Daddy, and have a few demands of his ow. Since Bulma never had a baby, she ignored her mother's warnings. Poor girl. When she deposited Trunks in his crib, kissing his forhead, left the room and was making her way down the steps, Trunks began to cry uncontrollably.
Bulma ran back upstairs and dashed into Trunks room. She picked him up and pondered what trunks may be trying to say.
Bulma: Trunks, what are you trying to say?
Bulma looked at his diaper, still clean. She rocked him back and forth unontrolably trying to get him to sleep. All of Trunks's wailing disturbed Vegeta's train of thought in the Gravity Chamber. He growled to himelf and marched out the Gravity Chamber, into the house, up the steps and into Trunks's room to find his distraght mate.
Bulma: Bought time you shwed up!
Vegeta: What's wrong with him? Why is he screaming?
Vegeta covered his ears in a attempt to save his hearing.
Bulma: I was gonna ask you?
Vegeta: He's your brat!
Bulma: He's your son!
Vegeta stepped up to the crying infant and actually listened to the child's crying. Trying to figure out himself what was the matter with his brat.
Vegeta: Give the brat your breast.
Bulma: I assume you mean breast feed him right?
Vegeta: Duh!
Bulma: I fed him just 20 minutes ago!
Vegeta: He's a saiya-jin. He's not like average weakling babies of this planet.
Bulma gowled at that remark but decided to do what Vegeta said. She unbuttoned her blouse and began to feed Trunks. Once the baby was silenced, Vegeta's felt as though he heard angels singing. It was just silence and his ears still ringing. Vegeta grunted and went back downstairs to continue his meditation.
~ Many weeks later ~
Vegeta: You will not cut the boy's tail!
Bulma: Vegeta it shoud've been done right after he was born, but I kept it cause it was cute.
Vegeta: Well don't you think he is still 'cute'?
Bulma: Of course Vegeta, it's just that I want him to look like the other kids on this planet.
Vegeta: How dare you? Having a tail seperates him for the rest of the weaklings on this planet.
Bulma: I'm fully aware, but I'm sick of taking Trunks on walks in the park, little old ladies begain to hover over him, then once they spot the tail, they faint and send hospitable bills hear for head injuries.
Vegeta: Weakling women of this planet!
Bulma: Insult my kind all you want, but the tail is coming off!
Vegeta: over my dead body!
Bulma: That's exactly what it may be. Stop worrying about Trunks's tail and worry about training. I mean the fight is less than 3 months from now. If you don't concentrate, you'll end up dead at the battlefield.
Vegeta: Woman I'm not to easy to kill.
Bulma ignored that comment. She was fully aware that Vegeta was easily killed by Freeza all those years ago. She chose to keep her lips shut and not burn Vegeta's ego.
~ the night before the fight ~
Things seemed simpler at Capsule Corp. Trunks became easier to understand after a while. Bulma got use to being a mother and caring to all of Trunks needs, aswell as Vegeta. Vegeta was still kinda grouchy, with the fight just a few hours away, and how he hadn't had sex with Bulma in 4 months. Bulma refused to let Vegeta touch her till she got the hang of the mother thing. Vegeta still understand that.
Bulma had just finished taking a bath and had her black robe on. It was like midnight at night, but flashes of light still flashed crazily. Bulma glanced out a window and shook her head.
Bulma: *He's still at it!*
Bulma went to Trunks's room to check on him. It was almost time for his feeding anyway. She stepped up to the crib and cradled him in her arms. He did look alot like Vegeta, only at ease, which was a face Vegeta probably wouldn't be bearing for a long while. Maybe when a snowball can survive the conditions of the fires of hell, but that was beside the point. All Bulma could think about was if Vegeta would be alright.
Bulma: *He acts as though he can survive anything. But I know he can't, does he? Will he survive?*
Bulma began to cry softly. She had to live without Vegeta for a few months, and even that was hard. She still wonders how she was able to survive. Yes she wasn't so love sick, but life wasn't life, without a certain prince demanding this or that. Trunks looked at his mother wondering why she was crying. Vegeta was in wonder to while he stood at the frame of the door un-noticed by Bulma.
Vegeta: Woman, why the sad display?
Vegeta stepped up to Bulma and was only a few centimeters behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his head on her shoulder. He had finished his training for the night.
Bulma: What if you don't make it back?
Vegeta: You don't have faith in me?
Vegeta sounded mildly hurt.
Bulma: I'm just afraid. what if you don't survive. What if what that kid says comes true. I'm the only one to suvive?
Vegeta: Nothing's gonna happen to me, you worry to much onna!
Vegeta's grip on Bulma's waist tightened slightly. It almost felt asthough he didn't want to let Bulma go. Vegeta hated himself for getting so attached to Bulma. Trunks began to wail softly, which made Vegeta shudder in annoyance.
Vegeta: Let me guess?
Bulma: It's time for his feeding anyway Vegeta.
Vegeta grunted and continued to keep his head on Bulma's shoulder. Bulma held Trunks in one hand and moved the flaps of her robe aside. She held Trunks close to her, watching her son become silent and began to eat his meal. Trunks's little suckling sounds drew Vegeta out of his little world. Everytime Trunks would cry, Vegeta would try to ignore the ear shattering noise and think he was somewhere else. But once he heard silence, he opened his eyes and looked over Bulma's shoulder to see his son nursing.
At one time, Bulma thought Vegeta was jealous of Trunks. You know, how he had Bulma's chest all to himself, but Vegeta didn't. But she brushed it off and ignored that. Vegeta wandered into another part of his mind. Now he to, began to doubt his strangth, in 3 years he had become stronger drastically. Would it be enough though? He had to survive, he had to live, he had to reason to live life.
That's the 14th chappie. The next chapter will be the day the androids arive! Dun Dun DUN!!!! Anywho, the wild sex thing is right around the corner. Have patience people! Please review! If you want to be on the chapter update mailing list, my e-mail is moonsaiyanprincess@yahoo.com . I'm begging ya to review people! For my sake! Ja ne' Review Review Review!!!!!!!!!!1