Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Visions of Destruction ❯ Chapter 10
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: earlsblueeyedangel 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 502 | Visits: 329 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 502 | Visits: 329 | Status: Completed
(Four Years Later...)
Bulma sat quietly in her lawn chair as Vegeta sparred out on the lawn with their son Trunks. His purple hair waved in the air as he dodged a fist from his father. The young boy was only three years old, but he was stronger than his father had been at that age or so Vegeta had informed her. The young boy had turned Super Sayian at the tender age of two and was getting stronger every day. Vegeta would make sure of this, especially since Goku had a young Super Sayian as well. If Vegeta could not kill Goku then he would make sure that his son was stronger than the third class' was.
"Father," the boy said as they continued to dance around, each dodging the others fists and feet. "Can we stop to eat?" His stomach rumbled at the thought of food. Vegeta frowned at the thought of stopping, but nodded as his stomach followed the example of Trunks'. Trunks ran before his father into the kitchen as Vegeta stopped by his pregnant mate.
"Onna," he murmured as he touched her head with his open palm.
"Vegeta," she responded as she touched the hand on her head. "Strong little boy isn't he?" Vegeta nodded at the question. "Do you think that she will be as strong?" Vegeta nodded his head, no hesitation at the thought of his unborn child. Vegeta headed into the house, leaving his mate to look up at the mid afternoon sky. She listened with one ear to the laughter from in the house. She smiled lightly at the thought of what father and son were up to. Suddenly her hand flew to her stomach as her daughter gave her a good kick as if to remind her of her presence. "I haven't forgotten you," she said to her stomach as she rubbed it. A few minutes later another pain shot through her body. 'Labor pains?' she asked herself. She was not due for another week, but it was not unlike her first pregnancy, which had been two weeks too earlier. Trunks had been born at eight pounds nine ounces, which was normal for a full term baby. He had been twenty one inches too, which was also very normal. Chi-Chi had explained to her that it was normal for her to give birth early. She had. Apparently Sayian babies were fast developers in the womb. Another pain shoot her body, this time closer and more painful. "Vegeta!" she yelled. "Vegeta!" finally her mate came outside at the urgency in her voice.
"Nani?" he asked as he looked around for some evil doer. "What is it?" Bulma looked up at him in slight pain, her hand rubbing her belly.
"It's time," she said. Vegeta picked her up as he called for their son. Seconds later they were up in the air, heading toward the hospital. Soon they would be a family of four...
Bulma sat quietly in her lawn chair as Vegeta sparred out on the lawn with their son Trunks. His purple hair waved in the air as he dodged a fist from his father. The young boy was only three years old, but he was stronger than his father had been at that age or so Vegeta had informed her. The young boy had turned Super Sayian at the tender age of two and was getting stronger every day. Vegeta would make sure of this, especially since Goku had a young Super Sayian as well. If Vegeta could not kill Goku then he would make sure that his son was stronger than the third class' was.
"Father," the boy said as they continued to dance around, each dodging the others fists and feet. "Can we stop to eat?" His stomach rumbled at the thought of food. Vegeta frowned at the thought of stopping, but nodded as his stomach followed the example of Trunks'. Trunks ran before his father into the kitchen as Vegeta stopped by his pregnant mate.
"Onna," he murmured as he touched her head with his open palm.
"Vegeta," she responded as she touched the hand on her head. "Strong little boy isn't he?" Vegeta nodded at the question. "Do you think that she will be as strong?" Vegeta nodded his head, no hesitation at the thought of his unborn child. Vegeta headed into the house, leaving his mate to look up at the mid afternoon sky. She listened with one ear to the laughter from in the house. She smiled lightly at the thought of what father and son were up to. Suddenly her hand flew to her stomach as her daughter gave her a good kick as if to remind her of her presence. "I haven't forgotten you," she said to her stomach as she rubbed it. A few minutes later another pain shot through her body. 'Labor pains?' she asked herself. She was not due for another week, but it was not unlike her first pregnancy, which had been two weeks too earlier. Trunks had been born at eight pounds nine ounces, which was normal for a full term baby. He had been twenty one inches too, which was also very normal. Chi-Chi had explained to her that it was normal for her to give birth early. She had. Apparently Sayian babies were fast developers in the womb. Another pain shoot her body, this time closer and more painful. "Vegeta!" she yelled. "Vegeta!" finally her mate came outside at the urgency in her voice.
"Nani?" he asked as he looked around for some evil doer. "What is it?" Bulma looked up at him in slight pain, her hand rubbing her belly.
"It's time," she said. Vegeta picked her up as he called for their son. Seconds later they were up in the air, heading toward the hospital. Soon they would be a family of four...