Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ To Warm A Saiya-jin Heart ❯ A Brand New Life ( Chapter 11 )

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To Warm A Saiya-jin Heart

Chapter 11

A Brand New Life

Bulma peeked out from under the covers, a mixture of anger and mortification pulsing through her veins. "What the HELL do you think you're DOING!?!?!?" she screamed. "I could have been NAKED!!! Or we could have been having SEX you PERVERTS!!!!!"

"The whole point was to see you naked, baka." Vegeta cut in. "I think I'll have a lot of fun teaching these two a lesson about privacy and manners…" he added with a devilish smirk.

"We weren't expecting to see HIM here…" Master Roshi whined. "What is he doing here anyway?"

"One, it doesn't matter whether you were expecting Vegeta to be here or not. And two, what does it look like we were doing, kuso?" Bulma growled. She was ready to jump out from under the covers and strangle the two hentai in front of her. If it weren't for the fact that she was wearing nothing but a very skimpy nightie, she would have.

Vegeta laughed softly, he liked it when his mate was angry with people other than himself. It made her seem so incredibly Saiya-jin. "All right, I was in a very good mood until you had to go and interrupt us. You have one minute to come up with a feasible excuse for being here or I will kick your sorry little asses into next Tuesday!"

"Well, we ummm… We uhhhh…" Master Roshi stammered.

"We were just ummm, testing the uhhhh…. FIRE ESCAPE! Yeah that's it! We were testing the fire escape! Can't have poor Bulma here trapped in her room if there's a fire can we?" Oolong bellowed.

Vegeta looked unconvinced. "Nope. Not good enough." he said, picking up the two frightened perverts by their collars again.

"I don't see why he's so upset," Oolong murmured to Master Roshi. "I mean, it's not like we even saw anything!"

"I heard that." Vegeta growled. "You're damn lucky I don't rip your little heads off. I would be a VERY unhappy man if you had seen anything more. If you EVER try ANYTHING like this again, I will personally kill the both of you, and I promise to make your deaths as slow and painful as possible…" he trailed off, his voice dangerously low. The pig and decrepit old man nodded their heads quickly, murmuring agreements. Vegeta walked over to the still open door and proceeded to literally kick the two right off of Capsule Corp.'s property. He dusted his hands off and turned to his mate. She was bright red, and he suspected that the adrenaline rush had worn off and she was now mortified. He walked over to the bed and climbed under the covers with Bulma, pulling her close and turning off the bedside lamp.

"Vegeta," he heard her whisper, "I love you."

"I love you too. Now go to sleep."

"Vegeta?"

"What?"

"I think I'm pregnant."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"I know."

"What do you think?"

"I don't know."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW?!?!?!?" Bulma sat bolt upright in bed. "Are you happy, angry, what?" Vegeta sighed and looked at his mate. He hated these damn emotions. I wanted to tell her so much but he was afraid. "Please just talk to me Vegeta. I have to know how you feel."

He slipped a hand underneath her nightie, resting it on her belly. He could already feel the child's small ki. He felt a smile forming on his lips as he looked into Bulma's face. "Am I really going to be a father?" Bulma nodded and he smiled down at her belly. She was so relieved, she thought he might have rejected the child because of his stupid pride, but he seemed to be happy. "I don't know how to be a father…" he said, his smile fading.

"Don't worry Vegeta." Bulma said, taking his free hand in her own. "I don't know how to be a mother, but we can learn."

"But, what if…. What if I kill it or something by accident?" Bulma laughed softly. Vegeta was so cute when he wasn't so cocky.

"You won't kill it Vegeta. If it's part Saiya-jin, I don't think it'll die too easily." Vegeta smiled up at her.

"I guess not." he said, his face flushing slightly. "How long?"

"I just found out a couple of days ago. I wanted to surprise you."

"Well, you kinda did." He pulled her close and kissed her, then snuggled back down into bed, his fingers absently drawing patterns on her belly.

******** 8 Months and 3 Weeks Later *************

"OH MY GOD! VEGETA IF I LIVE THROUGH THIS, I AM NEVER LETTING YOU TOUCH ME AGAIN! I SWEAR I'LL BECOME CELIBATE!!!!!!"

"Push Ms. Briefs." the doctor ordered. "Just a few more."

"Woman," Vegeta growled, "you're crushing my fingers."

"Oh Gee, SORRY Vegeta. I forgot how much PAIN you must be in! AHHHHHH!!"

"One more hard push on the count of three! One, Two, Three, NOW!" The sound of a baby crying came into the room and everyone fell silent. "Congratulations. You have a beautiful, healthy baby boy." The doctor looked a bit freaked out when he turned the newborn over and found a brown furry tail. "Ummmm…."

"Leave it." Vegeta said sternly and the doctor nodded quickly. He handed the child over to a nurse who cleaned it up and placed it in Bulma's waiting arms.

"Vegeta, he's so beautiful!" she breathed. "Come look!"

"He's got purple hair."

"So! He's also got a tail, which I must say I'm not too happy about. I think we should have it cut off."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want my baby turning into a big hairy monster once every month!"

"Do you really think he'll take after you that much?" Vegeta smirked. Bulma glared at him. "Oh fine! Cut off the damn tail. It's only the symbol of a Saiya-jin and lord knows I don't care a thing about that!" He growled.

Bulma smiled. "Whatever you say Vegeta-chan!"

Vegeta only growled.

************* THE END! *************

Well? How'd ya like it? Sorry I took so long to finish it but I've been really busy. I know that most people make Vegeta really angry or mad that he's gonna be a father, so I decided to change it. I know that people probably think that Vegeta has been out of character for this whole story, but you never know what goes on behind closed doors in the DBZ world and this is my story, so I'll do whatever I want. Well, please review and tell me what you think. I'll be waiting, and if you don't review, I will be one very unhappy catgirl. I may just have to scratch up your furniture or crap in your sandbox. (Another terrible joke brought to you by catgirl26) Bye-eee!