One - Written by PhantomScribe72
The months of Bulma’s pregnancy passed quickly. She busied herself wrapping up her obligations to her father’s company so that she could take an extended maternity leave to care for her child. She also spent a great deal of time shopping and readying the house for her son. Vegeta spent most of his time training, just as he had before. He had nothing to do with the preparations for the baby, and although he was tender and concerned by Bulma’s discomfort, he refused to even talk about the child. Bulma’s parents had accepted the news of the pregnancy with unrestrained joy, although Dr. Briefs was furious at Vegeta’s disinterest. He had even cornered Vegeta in the kitchen one morning after breakfast and demanded that Vegeta marry Bulma immediately. Vegeta had simply given him an angry glare and brushed past him. Bulma had begged her father never to mention the baby to Vegeta again, and Dr. Briefs had reluctantly agreed, letting an uneasy peace settle over the house.
Bulma was absolutely miserable. Not only did she have to deal with Vegeta’s emotional detachment, but she was sick as a dog and in almost constant pain. Vegeta had explained to her that she would have a horrible pregnancy because the baby was a Saiyan and her frail, human body was not designed to carry a Saiyan. Bulma had to resist the strong temptation to call Chi Chi and ask her if she experienced the same misery when she was carrying Gohan, because she didn’t want Chi Chi (or anyone else for that matter) to know about her and Vegeta.
As the months passed, Vegeta began to spend more and more time away from Capsule Corp. He found it difficult to concentrate on his training with Bulma and her problems so nearby. He was determined not to get involved with her pregnancy, but it was harder to ignore each day. Not only was Bulma’s stomach getting huge, but her emotional distress was often strong enough to break through Vegeta’s mental defenses. He had asked her several times to keep her mental wall up and each time she had promised to do so, but he knew that she was just too physically and mentally exhausted to expend the mental energy it would take to keep up her defense. Vegeta knew he was going to have to make a change soon or he would never be ready if the androids that the boy from the future told of showed up on schedule. He was quietly considering taking off to train in space. He knew it would hurt Bulma if he left, but as the weeks passed, it was becoming clear to him that he had no other choice.
Bulma could sense that Vegeta was uneasy about something. She was not able to read his mind as clearly as he could read hers because he almost always kept his mental wall up. His mental defenses were so strong that she wasn’t sure she could break through them even if she tried. She wanted so much for him to share in her pregnancy, but it had become clear to her that he was incapable of it. She often thought that even as much as she loved and needed him, his presence at Capsule Corp. was doing her more harm than good.
One night as she was preparing to go to bed, Vegeta flew into her bedroom window. He watched her from behind as she combed her hair and thought for the thousandth time that she was the most beautiful creature that he had ever laid eyes on. Bulma glanced up and saw him watching her in the mirror. She turned around slowly to face her and smiled longingly at him.
“I wondered when you were planning to come up to bed,” she said quietly, “I thought you were going to train all night.”
“Well,” Vegeta said distractedly, “I thought about it. The spirit is willing, but the body is damned tired.”
Bulma rose from her stool and placed herself directly in front of him. She hesitated for a moment and then placed her hands on his chest.
“I love you, Vegeta,” she said laying her head on his shoulder.
Vegeta stood stiff as a board in her embrace, then slowly relaxed and brought his arms up to wrap around her body. Bulma breathed deeply and lifted her lips to his.
“Make love to me Vegeta,” she asked lowly, “make me forget all of the pain.”
Vegeta shuddered violently. It cut him in his soul to know that he was the cause of he pain. He lowered his head to hers and claimed her mouth in a possessive yet gentle kiss. Bulma sighed and surrendered herself to his embrace. She brought her arms up to wrap around his neck and pushed herself up against him as close as her swollen stomach would allow. Vegeta chuckled at her attempts to get closer to him. He dropped to his knees and whispered against her belly, “We aren’t going to let a little thing like you stomach get in our way are we?”
Bulma giggled in spite of herself, “It’s not exactly a little thing anymore.”
Vegeta grinned and slid back up her body, “Somehow, I think we’ll manage,” he said through a seductive smile.
Bulma felt her knees go weak. She moaned softly as she felt his hot mouth against her neck. She shuddered with pleasure when he began to kiss a trail along her throat with his mouth and his tongue. He smirked against her skin as he felt her reaction to him. He could smell her desire. He kissed down even further, taking time to suckle both breasts through the material of her nightgown. Bulma completely lost the ability to stand on her legs and sank heavily against him. He backed her up against the bed and laid her down gently.
Bulma cried out in protest when she felt him move away from her. He touched her reassuringly on her thigh making her look up at him and realize he had only pulled away to remove his clothes. Once he was completely naked, he grabbed the hem of her gown and slowly slid it up her body. He stopped to kiss and lick each area that he exposed as he pushed the gown upward. He bunched the gown up around her waist and spread her legs with his hands. He slowly stroked her most private part with his fingers until he sensed that she was about to climax. He removed his hands from her womanhood, ignoring Bulma’s frantic pleas, and pulled the gown up over her bed and tossed in onto the floor. He lay down on the bed and turned Bulma on her side facing away from him. He slid his arms around her body and began to gently stroke her breast as he parted her thighs with his knee. One hand drifted down to her womanhood and he began to stroke her clit. Bulma gasped in pleasure and surprise as he gently entered her from behind. She moaned his name as he drove in and out of her. When he felt her begin to climax, he whispered lowly in her ear, “I will always be with you, no matter what happens”.
Bulma gasped for breath as she came in a gentle explosion, “I love you, Vegeta,” was the last thing she thought before she drifted off to sleep. She hadn’t said it out loud, but Vegeta had heard it clearly. He smiled sadly and closed his eyes, letting sleep claim him.
Bulma awoke the next morning pleasantly sore from Vegeta’s lovemaking. She stretched and turned to face him, but found only his pillow. She slowly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to shower, but stopped in mid-step when she saw Vegeta leaning against the wall, watching her with his usual annoyed expression.
“This pregnancy is really making you lazy,” he said with a frown, “I thought you were going to sleep all day.”
“What would you care if I did?” Bulma snapped. She was in no mood for his shit, and she intended to stop him before he went on a roll.
Vegeta raised his eyebrow, surprised she would challenge him when she was so obviously weak. “I care,” he said in a warning tone, “because I need to speak with you and waiting here for you to get your ass out of bed is wasting valuable time.”
“So sorry to hold you up, your grace,” she said sarcastically, “but if you remember correctly, you are the one that got me into this condition in the first place.”
“Yes,” Vegeta sighed, “a mistake that I will undoubtfully go to my grave regretting.”
Bulma turned quickly away to hide the hurt that his careless comment caused her. “Well,” she said through gritted teethe, “I’m awake now, so talk.”
Vegeta immediately regretted his callous words, but he was not going to let her know it. He took a deep breath and walked over to grasp her by the shoulders and turn her to face him.
“I need to leave,” he said without preamble.
“Fine,” Bulma replied shortly.
Vegeta cocked his eyebrow and waited for her to continue. When he saw she wasn’t going to, he cupped her face with his hands and forced her eyes up to his. “Fine?” he said with skepticism, “that’s all you have to say?”
Bulma jerked away from him. “What do you want me to do, Vegeta?” she spat angrily, “ fall down on my knees and beg you not to go? You’ve made it very clear that you’re not happy here anymore, and quite frankly, your attitude is making me miserable. I can’t make you want to stay with me, and I certainly can’t make you want this baby. I’m tired of trying. I want some peace in the last weeks of my pregnancy. It’s apparent that I’ll never have any as long as you’re here.”
Vegeta was truly taken aback by Bulma’s outburst. He wasn’t quite sure what kind of reaction he had expected, but he was sure that what he had not expected was this raw anger that was emanating from his lover’s very soul. He felt a sudden surge of fury and stalked toward her. He grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around to face him. The sudden move caused Bulma to lose her balance and she almost fell to the ground, but Vegeta caught her just before she toppled over.
“Let me go, you Bastard!” Bulma spat.
Vegeta exploded in a blind rage, “Who do you think you are speaking to?” he screamed in her face, “I will not tolerate this kind of disrespect from you!”
Bulma tried to turn away, but his strong hands were gripping her shoulders, preventing her from moving. “Who do I think I’m speaking to?” Bulma mocked him in a savage tone, “I think I’m speaking to the son-of-a-bitch that fucked up my life!”
Vegeta released her roughly and took a step back. He stood in the middle of the floor, breathing deeply and clenching his fists together. He knew he had to get control of his temper before he hurt her. When he was calm enough to speak he warned her in a low, dangerous tone. “You need to calm yourself. I know that you are angry and hurt, but you are being unreasonable. I never once lied to you about what a relationship with me would mean. I spelled the consequences out very carefully and you chose to accept me as your mate.”
Bulma slumped down onto the bed and buried her face in her hands. “I know,” she said between violent sobs, “I just never thought it could hurt this much.”
Vegeta felt his anger melt away at the sight of her tears. He sighed heavily and walked over to the bed and knelt down in front of her.
“Woman,” he said as he pried her hands away from her face and held them in his, “calm down. We can talk about this reasonably, but you have got to calm down.”
“What’s left to talk about?” Bulma asked bitterly, “you’re leaving me.”
“Yes,” Vegeta said gently, “I am leaving for a while, but I promise I will return after the child is born.”
“You will?” Bulma asked in shock, “why even bother?”
Vegeta rolled his eyes, “Why bother?” he repeated sarcastically, “you are my mate. I told you that Saiyans mate for life. Woman, has anything I’ve ever told you penetrated that thick skull of yours?”
Bulma had stopped sobbing, but she was still having trouble catching her breath. The crying had given her a nasty case of the hiccups. “Yes,” she managed to get out between hiccups, “but I thought you had changed your mind...that you didn’t want to be with me anymore...and I know for a fact that you don’t want this baby. Plus...how could you want me anymore? I’m so fat and disgusting.” By the end of her speech, Bulma was sobbing again.
Vegeta couldn’t help himself, he burst out laughing, which of course only made Bulma sob louder. “Stop it this instant!” he said with as much gravity as he could muster. “You know you are beautiful, so stop fishing for compliments.”
Bulma stopped sobbing and looked up slowly, “I am not fishing for compliments,” she said quietly, “I know I was beautiful, but look at me, Vegeta...I look like a albino killer whale!”
Vegeta tried not to laugh, but a chuckle escaped him. He got up and sat down beside of Bulma on the bed. He gently grasped her by the shoulders and pulled her toward him so that their noses were almost touching. “You do not look like a killer whale,” he said softly, “an elephant maybe, but not a killer whale.”
Bulma laughed in spite of herself, “Oh, Vegeta”, she sighed, “I’m sorry that you don’t want our baby.”
Vegeta studied her intently for a moment, “It’s more complicated than that,” he muttered lowly. He got off the bed and walked toward the window. “I am a Saiyan warrior, I can not let a family get in the way of my destiny.”
Bulma stared at Vegeta’s back. Violent emotions were sweeping through her body; pain, hurt, loss, but mostly fear...fear of loosing him forever.
“I won’t pressure you anymore Vegeta,” she whispered, “I’ll let you go.”
He turned slowly to face her, “I can feel your agony,” he finally said, “I am sorry that I am the cause of it. I can not change what I am, Bulma.”
Bulma’s head jerked up. He so rarely used her name that when he did, it usually left her stunned.
“It’s OK, Vegeta,” she sighed, “but you have to promise me that you’ll be back, that you swear you won’t leave me forever.”
“I swear it on my honor,” he said.
“I guess that’s it then,” Bulma whispered sadly, “when are you leaving?”
“Now,” he said firmly, “I put all of my things in the ship while you were still sleeping.”
“Well,” she sighed, “you certainly aren’t wasting any time.”
He walked over and pulled her off the bed, “I’ll be back as soon as I am strong enough to defeat the androids.”
“I thought you didn’t believe there were going to be any androids,” she said with amusement.
“Better safe then sorry,” he muttered, “plus there was something about that boy...”
“Yes, I know,” she said softly.
He leaned down and captured her lips in a tender, but intense kiss. His mind searched hers even as his tongue searched her mouth. Bulma moaned and leaned heavily against him. He resisted the almost overwhelming urge to make love to her and pulled reluctantly away.
“I’ve got to go,” he ground out.
“I’m going to miss you so much,” she moaned.
“I will return to you,” he said firmly and turned and flew out the window.
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