Vegeta sits under a tree in the park. It was true, he had fainted earlier due to no other excuse to escape his embarassement. Now, here he sat...watching everyone having fun on their beloved picnic.<br>Vegeta remembered being splashed by a cold bucket of water to wake him up from his stupor and of course of all people it was...Kakarotto.<br>Vegeta sighs, allowing the cool breeze to ruffle his spikey hair a bit. He was taking comfort in this whether everyone knew that or not. He turns to see his swollen mate chatting with Chi Chi about various things and he sighs. His child was very close to being born now and he knew by the strength of the child's kicks that he or she would be a great warrior someday if given the proper training by non other than himself.<br>Bulma sits down with chi chi, sipping a glass of cold lemonade when suddenly she felt the baby kick her really hard in the side. She winces slightly, but shakes it off as nothing but then she feels it again but worse this time. <i>No, it's to early for the baby to come...I'm barely 8 1/2 months along.</i> Bulma cries out, unable to hold it in anylonger and it immediately alerted Chi Chi and she stands up suddenly. <br>"Bulma, are you alright?"<br>"I think I'm going into labor Chi Chi," Bulma wimpers.<br>Mr. and Mrs. jump up.<br>"Call a doctor somebody!," Mr. Briefs yells while running in circles.<br>"Calm down dear," Mrs. Briefs replies. <br>Vegeta looks up upon sensing the distress from his mate and he finds her hunched over while clutching her belly in pain. "Nani?"<br>Goku stands up. "If you need to go to the hospital then I can take her."<br>"OH NO YOU DON'T KAKAROTTO! I'm taking her," Vegeta yells while scooping Bulma up into his arms. "She's my mate, not yours..."<br>With that, Vegeta flew into the air with Bulma in his arms towards the hospital.<br><font color=blue>~~~~~5 minutes later~~~~~</font><br>Vegeta kicks open the doors into the hospital. "HEY DOC!"<br>Bulma winces in pain and holds on tightly to Vegeta.<br>Vegeta runs up to the receptionist and growls. "I NEED A DOCTOR NOW!"<br>"You'll have to wait sir...he is busy at the moment I.."<br>"DAMN YOU WOMAN! MY WIFE HERE IS IN LABOR AND IF SHE DOESN'T SEE A DOCTOR NOW! THERE'S GONNA BE HELL TO PAY!" Vegeta glared down at the receptionist.<br>The receptionist nods with her eyes wide and she calls for the doctor.<br>Bulma looks up at Vegeta. "I..I'm not your wife yet..."<br>"Not true," Vegeta replies. "In saiya-jin terms, you were my wife when I made love to you. I'm just going by your Earth terms to satisfy you and that is all."<br>Bulma smiles. "Oh Vegeta...I..NUGH! OW..."<br>Vegeta growls. "HURRY UP YOU DAMN PEOPLE! HOW MY SLOWER CAN YOU WEAKLINGS BE?! MY GOD DAMN CHILD IS ABOUT TO BE BORN!"<br>"VEGETA! Your scaring the people," Bulma yells.<br>"TO HELL WITH THE PEOPLE!," Vegeta growls.<br>Finally, the doctor runs up with a wheelchair and Vegeta sets Bulma into it and steps back. "You better take care of her or you'll be hearing from me," Vegeta replies threateningly to the doctor.<br>The doctor nods and starts wheeling Bulma to the birthing room and Bulma looks back at Vegeta. <br>"V...Vegeta...come with me...don't go...please."<br>Tears had begun to form in Bulma's eyes and at that instant it made something in Vegeta snap. She'd said those same words when he left her 8 months ago. He hesitates but remembered promising himself that he'd never leave Bulma again and he finds himself walking forward to Bulma's outstreached hand. He takes her hand and squeezes it. "I'll never leave you again woman...you and that brat matter too much to me."<br>Bulma smiles as she is wheeled into a room where she would be prepared to give birth.<br><font color=blue>Hours pass as Bulma was on the verge of bringing her and Vegeta's child into the world. Everyone had already arrived and were waiting in the waiting room till the news came that the baby was born. So this is were we continue...</font><br>Bulma screams in agony as the doctor told her to push.<br>Vegeta stands at her side growling at the nurses, threatening them that if they hurt Bulma they'd never see the next day. He refused to wear the regular blue scrubs that most doctors wore but Bulma didn't care about that. All she wanted was Vegeta to be at her side when she needed him and he was, squeezing her hand as the baby was coming into the world.<br>Bulma yells again as she bears down once more, the sweat dripping from her forehead.<br>Vegeta winces. <i>Kuso, she's accually starting to hurt my hand a little...</i><br>"One more push Mrs. Vegeta and the baby will be out. Now push!," The Doctor replies.<br>Bulma pushes as her face went slightly red from straining and suddenly the wail of a baby rang into the air.<br>Vegeta quickly stands up as the doctors all surrounded the baby and cleaned it off. The baby was wailing so loud that it hurt Vegeta's sensitive ears but he didn't care, he was a father now...<br>The doctor smiles and brings the naked baby to Bulma. "Congrats Mr. and Mrs. Vegeta..you have a healty baby boy but...he has...a tail..."<br>Vegeta smiles proudly. "Of course he has a tail damnit! He's a saiyan!"<br>The doctor steps back nervously.<br>Bulma takes her son into her arms and cries happily. "Oh Vegeta..he...he's beautiful."<br>Vegeta sits on the edge of the bed and leans over to gaze at his son just as the whole Z gang all gathered into the room to congradulate Bulma.<br>"I will name him Trunks," Bulma whispers.<br>Vegeta didn't care about the name, he was just happy that he had a son and a wife at the same time.<br>Goku grins and leans over. "Ooo, he's got purple hair. Sagoi..."<br>Vegeta smiles proudly. Not even Goku could destroy his mood now.<br>"Would you like to hold your son Vegeta?," Bulma asks.<br>Vegeta nods and takes his son into his arms. <i>Ah, little prince...I am your father the King... I will teach you all I know. </i><br>At that moment the Prince of saiyans was the happiest Prince in the whole universe. He was a father to the most perfect son he could ever desire. He had his life cut out for him, but he knew that he was destined to live this life and as far as he was concerned it didn't sound quite so bad.<br>"My son....Trunks."<br><font color=blue>The End.