Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Progress of a Prince ❯ Chapter Ten ( Chapter 10 )

"More needles?!" Kakarot gasped. 

 

"Relax, boy. You may be a prince now, but I'm more than willing to lay your ass out in the name of biological advancement." Bardock said, standing behind his seated son. 

 

Vegeta found himself laughing as Bulma finished extracting the blood necessary to build the genetic strand. 

 

"Don't you have some from when you regenerated my tail?" Kakarot asked the Earthling. 

 

"No, I don't. I can only hold onto things for so long." Bulma said as Vegeta got up to go gather his blubbering mate. 

 

Chi Chi watched Bulma closely. She didn't like the risk this ran for her mate. Bulma had been excited about being a surrogate for Vegeta and Kakarot, but something told her it would be more trouble than these Saiyans were worth.

 

"What's wrong with you, woman?" Vegeta asked the brunette gruffly. He and Bardock were holding down a squirming Kakarot as Bulma searched for a vein. The boy had gained a lot of spunk since he and the prince mated. He was no longer scared of being punished. 

 

Chi Chi glared at the prince. "My wife is going to be carrying a child who could easily kill her before it's even born. I'm not happy about the risks." 

 

"Your woman is much stronger than you know." Vegeta assured the woman. "For you to be so close to her, I'd assume you'd know what she can handle." 

 

Once the needle was in, the trick was making sure he didn't move so it wouldn't go through the other side of his vein. 

 

"Hold still, brat!" Bardock said, pushing down on the arm, annoyed. 

 

"I don't like it!" Kakarot shouted, still wiggling. 

 

Bulma couldn't help but chuckle as the vial filled with the Saiyan's blood. She was more than excited about the experience. After all, the Saiyan were extremely powerful allies, and to be offering something like this only makes the bond of their worlds stronger. Besides, Vegeta had been a good friend to her many nights when she was shaking and scared. He hated weakness, but he'd made sure she always felt safe. 

 

It was the least she could do. 

 

She removed the needle and looked down at the petrified Saiyan. The prince sure picked a good one.

 

Kakarot held the gauze in place until the bleeding stopped while Bardock and Bulma started to use the micro technology to start building the casing that would act as the egg for the embroyo.

 

Chi Chi watched her wife work and mused at how excited Bulma got when she worked. She truly had a passion for this, and it intrigued Chi Chi to no end when she got to see her bride work. A sickening twist in her stomach brought her back to the reality. Bulma was working to implant herself with a killer embroyo. Vegeta was scary enough, and she hadn't seen enough of Kakarot to know how ruthless he was. 

 

But, how ruthless can a man who is terrified of needles really be?

 

"Stop worrying so much, woman." Vegeta spoke from above her. She looked up to see him watching the other woman work as well. "I can smell your fear and it's quite distracting." 

 

Chi Chi shook her head. "I can't help but be afraid when we're planning Bulma's death."

 

"Your mate will be fine." Vegeta chuckled. "We Saiyans have far more advanced medical technology than you Earthlings. Even if the fetus would try to kill her, we'd simply remove it and put her into a regeneration tank. It would take hours for her to be good as new." 

 

Chi Chi's frustration bubbled over. "Do you even hear yourself? That's my WIFE you're talking so casually about! How would you like it if I blatantly put Kakarot in mortal danger, huh?" 

 

"So long as the damage could be repaired, and it's merely physical, it would be no worry of mine." Vegeta said, looking down at the woman. "I'm not forcing Bulma into anything. She came up with this and she was the one to volunteer so readily." 

 

"She's just overly ambitious." 

 

"She wouldn't have offered if she intended to fail." 

 

"What's that supposed to mean?" 

 

"While she's working on creating the embroyo, Bardock is putting together a vaccine to introduce her body to Saiyan genetics so her body will react accordingly. He's making sure that she remains strong enough to carry, and he is going to be monitoring her constantly. I've already told him that if something happens and it's her or the fetus, save her." Vegeta spoke softer at the end. "I too care for Bulma, whether you see it or not."

 

Chi Chi dropped the argument for the time being and made herself comfortable in the recliner that she'd sat on. 

 

A few hours passed, but it appeared to have worked. Bulma said she wouldn't know for sure until morning, but once the embroyo was complete, the process could begin.

 

Vegeta and Kakarot returned to their own chambers. A servant had laid out all of their evening clothing and a few towels. Kakarot hadn't liked having a servant before, but Vegeta informed him that they were paid and treated very well compared to Kakarot's torment. 

 

"How soon will the baby be here?" Kakarot asked, stripping out of his clothes. He'd never expected to become a father and it was a little scary for him to face. His instincts told him that Vegeta would provide for the baby mostly, being the weaker of the two, but he was a prince. He would be a king very soon. There would be no time to watch a child when he had other obligations to his people. 

 

"Normally, a Saiyan cub will be born after a six-month gestational period, but it may need to be removed sooner, considering that Bulma is merely a human. Her body may not carry to term." Vegeta explained, immersing himself into the spray of water. 

 

"We only mated two days ago, Vegeta. Are you sure we should be jumping head first into this?" Kakarot asked, wrapping his arms around the smaller man's waist and pulling him close. 

 

Vegeta chuckled. "Saiyans don't waste time. We are meant to reproduce months after our first mating. The king has to have a full blooded offspring to take the throne, or one about to be born, before his crowning can be official. Unless we impregnate the woman very soon, my coronation will be postponed."

 

"A baby though?" Kakarot asked, running his hands over his lover's water-slicked hips. He couldn't help himself these past few days. He'd wanted Vegeta so often. His mate was beautiful, and he didn't care who had the dominate position as long as he could make love to the prince of Saiyans.

 

"Don't be nervous, boy. It will all come naturally once the conception is complete." Vegeta promised, kissing the lips of the taller Saiyan.