Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You left your mark on me. ❯ Six Adults, two kids, a dragon ball, and a… a… baby? ( Chapter 17 )

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YOU LEFT YOUR MARK ON ME.
CHAPTER 17 –  Six Adults, two kids, a dragon ball, and a… a… baby?
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.A/N: -thought-"speech"(mental speech)

Bulma stepped before the massive elder nervously.  Her eyes were downcast with uncertainty, but when she felt Vegeta’s eye upon her she stilled her nerves and looked up confidently into the great Namek’s face and waited patiently for him to speak.  
With a quickness that shouldn’t be possessed by a great lumbering being, the elder shot out his arm and placed his enormous hand atop of Bulma’s head.  Vegeta flinched slightly in Bulma’s direction, but was caught by the arm by his nemesis, Kakarott.  The prince was given a reassuring look that was aimed to calm the older saiyan.  Vegeta merely ‘hmphed’ and yanked his arm out of the other man’s grasp.
The senescent man’s brow’s creased in deep thought and concentration, but soon relaxed before he spoke. “My name is Guru, child and you need not fear me.  I do apologize for not asking your permission. You see there were a great many questions that I needed answered and it was, by far, the quickest way to obtain them.”  Guru coughed lightly and then wheezed a bit as he caught his breath.
“Permission?”  Bulma and Vegeta exclaimed in unison. Bulma was at a loss.  She was a genius and didn’t often find herself unable to comprehend; this was one of those rare instances.
Goku turned to his fellow saiyan and smiled.  “Oh, he read her thoughts learning everything about her and her experiences.  It’s kinda like watching a movie of someone’s life.  Here, let me show you.”  He reached his hand to place it on top of Vegeta’s head, but was stopped by a tight grasp on his wrist.
“Touch me, Kakarott, and I’ll break off your hand!”  The surly prince spouted as he released his hold on the other man’s arm.  He then moved to the wall to lean against it and pretend to ignore everyone and everything around him.  However though his façade he still managed to keep a focused vigil on Bulma.
“Oh, I guess that’s alright.  That is of course if you don’t repeat anything you gathered.  Ever!”  Bulma gave her ultimatum as scarlet hues spread across her cheeks.  She remembered her most recent experiences and blushed deeper.
“Then I suppose you don’t want to know about the new life you now hold?”  Guru may be old. But he was still knavish in his old age.
Vegeta’s closed eyes snapped open and his gaze fell heavy upon Bulma.  He searched her ki, but found nothing out of the ordinary… or extra. –What is this old codger getting at?  She wasn’t with child!  Was she?-
Bulma gaped like a fish.  Her lips parted and closed very slowly.   –Did he… No, he couldn’t mean…  New life?-  She tried to speak, but her voice was lost to her.
“You mean Bulma’s going to be a mommy?”  Gohan asked Guru.  Leave it to a child to pick up on things before an adult.
All eyes were on Gohan and then they shifted to Bulma.  Curious glances were seen all around save for Bulma’s that held embarrassment to the nine’s and Vegeta seemed oblivious to the situation.
Goku walked up to his friend and grabbed her in a huge bear hug.  “I didn’t know you were gonna have a baby!  Why didn’t you tell me?”  He asked after setting her down again on her feet.
Bulma was still bone white and thoroughly shocked.  She just stood there unspeaking and wide eyed.
“Yeah, no wonder you were so moody on the trip here!  Won’t Yamcha be thrilled to hear the news when we wish him back?”  Krillin laughed.
That was all it took to pull Bulma out of her momentary freak out.  She bonked Krillin on the back of head.  “You, twerp!  I’m NOT pregnant!  Even if I were it wouldn’t be Yamcha’s.  We broke up to long before any of that could happen because he chose a hussy over me!”
The onlookers sweat dropped and Nail spoke to his elderly father. "Elder?  Perhaps you shouldn't have told the 'Brief' woman of her pregnancy."
-Yamchop?-  Vegeta felt a slight twist of jealousy in his stomach, but push it aside.  Enough was enough.  “If the woman is indeed with child, it would be mine!”  All mouths, Bulma’s included, gaped at Vegeta’s statement as if he had announced he had a subscription to ‘Women’s Journal’.
Bulma took her face in her hands.  She felt as if she didn’t she would just die of embarrassment.  She quickly overcame her bout of public humiliation and refocused on the task at hand.  “Sir, May we have the dragon ball that you possess?”
Guru weighed his decision carefully.  “I will if only you take my youngest son Dende.  He will aid you in your task to collect the dragon balls.”
Bulma nodded in agreement.  Dende flew to the top of his father’s chair and retrieved the seven star ball.  “Krillin?  You, Gohan and Dende take this ball to where the others are located per your radar and place it with the others.  We will go in search of the final ball and then we’ll meet you there.”  After her instructions were given Krillin and company took off for the lake that held the rest of the dragon balls.  “Thank you, sir, for all of your help.”
“There is one more thing… I would like to give you something to help in your fight against the one know as Frieza.  I’ve already helped the others increase their potential by unlocking the door to their hidden strength and power.  Now I would aid you if you’d let me, Vegeta.”  The old sagely Namek said as he outstretched his arm yet again.
Vegeta walked to the elder and allowed him to put his elephantine hand on the crown of his head.  The instant he felt the Namek’s touch power flowed from deep within and bubble forth from the depths.  His muscles were alive with the feeling of the raw power that now pumped throughout his entire body.  His aura glowed brilliantly around him as the ki from within continued to surge outward with the pulse of his heart beat.  Guru removed his hand and smiled down at the dark prince. –Hopefully now he would know happiness.-
Vegeta pulled Bulma into his arms with a little too much strength causing her to ‘umph’ as she hit his solid chest.  She was a little jarred, but otherwise find.  Vegeta looked down at her with concern in his eyes and she smiled up at him to let him know she was alright.
“Careful, Vegeta.  You can’t be so rough with her in her ‘condition’, ya know?”  Goku grinned goofily.
Bulma growled and Vegeta had forgotten that the other saiyan was still present.  A cute pink tinge crept into his face. “She is unharmed… and if I-She’s none of your concern!”  He said as he picked Bulma up when they reached the outside.
They were mid flight headed for the final dragon ball when Goku finally worked up the courage to ask his question.  “So?  Have you guys set a ‘date’ yet?”
“A-?  Date?”  Vegeta began and Bulma finished.
“You know for the wedding?  ChiChi says that you can’t have children without the marriage thing first.  That’s how we got Gohan, ya know?”
“KAKAROTT!”  Vegeta roared a warning and Bulma began to shout unintelligibly at her lifelong friend.

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