Chapter 10 : Missing You
Early the next morning, in fact, quite early, Bulma awoke to the sound of something crashing to the floor, followed by a "Damn it!"
She sat straight up in bed, thinking it was a burglar, but instantly regretted it for three reasons.
One: After focusing more, she realized the voice belonged to Vegeta.
Two: Sitting up so fast made her remember her not-so-great experience from earlier that night.
Three: It was five thirty in the morning.
Bulma sighed, knowing she wouldn�t be able to get back to sleep now that she would be wondering what Vegeta was up to. She threw the two blankets that covered her off and quickly walked to her door, ignoring the pain that felt like it was shooting throughout her body.
She walked down the steps, getting slower and slower as she realized that Vegeta only dropped about six pots, glad that he didn�t break anything.
"Vegeta, what are you doing?" she asked, exasperated, coming down the steps the rest of the way and into the kitchen.
Vegeta turned away from the pots to look at her, then rolling his eyes, "Great, you�re awake."
Bulma didn�t know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult, so she decided to take it as an insult.
"Yeah, I�m awake! I don�t know who would sleep through a crash like that! Now answer my question�what are you doing?"
He crossed his arms, "Well, I don�t see how it�s any of your business, but I always get up at this time to train. I was just going through here and somebody didn�t put away the pots after washing them, so, as you know, they got knocked over," Vegeta explained, hinting that she was that somebody.
It was Bulma�s turn to roll her eyes, "It�s not my fault you�re a klutz."
Vegeta shrugged, "It�s not my fault you�re lazy."
From this, Bulma narrowed her eyes, like she was about to make a comeback, but only ended up closing her eyes and shaking her head, "Vegeta, it�s too early for this. Just go do your training and I�m going back to bed."
He merely nodded and headed for the door.
Bulma took a step forward, "Wait, Vegeta, don�t train," she said, contradicting herself from what she just said.
Vegeta stopped at the doorway and turned around, eyebrow raised, "Why not?"
"Because�because�" Bulma lowered her hands and limped, looking at him with sad eyes, "Because I miss you." She went on before he could say anything, "I mean, you�ve been training all the time for two months and I�ve hardly seen you at all. And now that I�m pregnant, I thought you would�" she trailed off.
When she didn�t go on, Vegeta decided to cut in, "You thought what? That I would hang around you constantly and be at your feet every time you asked? I don�t think so, Woman, I don�t do that for anyone."
"No!" Bulma shook her head, "That�s not what I thought! Just to see you a little bit more was all."
"Well, you�re seeing me right now. Happy?" Vegeta was about to turn around, ready for his early morning training.
Bulma replied meekly, "Yes�"
Vegeta stopped with his hand on the doorknob, looking to the side, not directly at Bulma, but enough to see her, "What?"
Sucking in a deep breath�she always had to do that when she felt a little awkward about doing something around Vegeta�she took a step towards him, "I said that seeing you now makes me happy. Vegeta, you train so much that this argument is the best thing that has happened to me for two months. Now tell me, how lame is that?" Bulma chuckled dryly; "Don�t you miss our silly fights?"
He turned back around once again and smirked at her, "They�re only silly fights to you because you lose every time."
She put her hands on her hips and dared to take two steps forward, "I do not! I win plenty of times! You�re just so sore a loser, you don�t notice."
"Oh, yeah?" Vegeta snorted, "Name one time you won."
Bulma grinned and took another three steps, leaving her about two inches in front of him, "I think I�m doing a pretty good job of winning now, don�t you?"
He shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest, "No."
"Ha!" Bulma straightened her back to show her height and crossed her arms to mimic him, "My point proven. You think you�re so good that you don�t know I�m winning. And�I don�t want you to train and if you won, I think you would already be outside in that precious gravity room of yours," she smirked, "So that means I won twice in a row."
Vegeta put on a glare and he took a sudden step towards her, leaving them less than an inch apart now, "No, no�you claimed victory too soon. This fight isn�t over yet, so I can go outside and train right now and have the battle won in my honor."
Bulma kept her guard up, "Then why don�t you?"
"�Cause I�m going right now," with that, he turned back around to his destination, ready to head out the door this time.
But before he could, Bulma pushed him. The impact didn�t make him go anywhere, yet it still was enough to have him stop and face her again.
"And just what do you think you are trying to prove, Woman?" he demanded, getting right up in her face.
Bulma didn�t back away or blink, as she looked him straight in his glare, "I�m proving that you haven�t won yet. I still have a chance."
He only rolled his eyes, done playing around with her. Bulma did sense, however, that he was going to head out the door this time, so she closed the gap between them, flinging her arms around his neck to hold him in a hug.
"Come back to bed with me, Vegeta, I want to hold you tonight," Bulma said seductively, with just a hint of sweetness.
Vegeta pushed her off him like she was garbage, "Would you leave me alone! Just because we slept together once doesn�t give you the right to annoy me all the time, I want�."
"All the time?!" Bulma cut in, a look of disgust on her face, "Vegeta, even you have to admit you�re wrong on that one! I haven�t bothered you in two months and that�s saying a lot, considering I was pregnant in those two months. I think that�."
"Don�t you think I know that?" Vegeta asked, "I�ve known for two months that you were pregnant, just as well as you did."
"Yeah, so why don�t�," she stopped herself before she could go on, thinking about what he just said, "Wait�Vegeta, I didn�t know I was pregnant for two months, I just found out. So how did you know all that time?"
Vegeta growled, "Damn you and that brain of yours."
Bulma couldn�t help but smile a little at the compliment, "Well?"
He sighed, figuring he might as well tell her, "The one night�the night I gave you that mark on your neck�"
Pausing, he watched as Bulma slid her hand up to where he bit her, saying that she remembered.
"Well, when we laid down and you fell asleep, I noticed that your ki changed somehow. I didn�t know what it was at first, but every time I moved my hand around your stomach, the feeling was stronger. I figured right then and there that you were pregnant."
Bulma�s eyes widened, shocked to hear the reason why Vegeta didn�t sound at all surprised when she told him she was pregnant; it was because he already let out all his surprise when he found out himself. But�why didn�t he tell her he knew in the first place?
"I was hoping I was wrong," Vegeta answered.
She snapped out of her thoughts to look at him strangely, "What?"
"You asked yourself why I didn�t tell you when I found out. It was because I was hoping it was maybe some sort of twisted false alarm."
Bulma never stopped looking at him oddly, slowly moving her mouth open to say something, lasting on the H sound for awhile, "How did you know that�?"
For a reason unknown to Bulma, Vegeta�s faced contorted to that of sadness. He stepped in front of her, raising his hand, and lightly fingering the bite mark on the right side of her neck, "When I gave you this mark�it made me bond with you. I don�t know if humans are aware of this Saiyan tradition, but when two people mate, usually the male bites the woman to mark her as his."
He paused, letting her take all this information in, but as far as he could tell, she was just mesmerized from how good it felt for him to touch her there.
Slightly smiling, he moved his hand gently behind her neck, caressing her cheek with his thumb from doing so, "At that time, I was so caught up in the moment, I didn�t have enough consciousness to know what I was doing. And�that�s when I just bit you�"
Bulma moved her head with his hand, wanting to feel his touch more than anything at that moment. She closed her eyes, then slowly opened them, looking into his, "And then you tried to keep your distance from me, hoping the bond would break?"
Vegeta chuckled, moving closer to her, "Gee, aren�t you the smart one?"
Nodding, Bulma got out weakly, "Uh-huh�"
Before either of them could say anything else, Vegeta pressed his lips to hers, feeling all the tingling sensations rush through their bodies like they haven�t done in two months. Bulma traveled her hands up the front of his chest and to his neck, making the kiss stronger.
Bulma pulled away suddenly, but still not moving back. Both of them were breathing heavy, wanting to take in air from their heart pounding contact.
"Come back to bed with me, Vegeta, I want to hold you tonight," she repeated her words from earlier.
This time, however, Vegeta didn�t push her away, but instead pick her up in his arms and before Bulma knew it, they were in her bedroom and he was laying her down gently on the bed. He climbed on beside her, hovering over her before cupping her face in his hand and taking her lips again. Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer once again.
Giving up on trying to support himself with one arm to stay above her, he slowly lowered his body onto hers, sliding his arms under her to her lower back, and then gliding up to her shoulders. Feeling this made Bulma arch her back to him, earning her a small groan.
Vegeta slid his hands down her front, once getting to her breasts, he left her throbbing lips to devour around his mark on her. She moaned his name from low in her throat, sending shivers cursing through his body. Sliding his hands further down, he came in contact with her stomach where he abruptly stopped teasing her.
Once again, he found himself caught up in the moment, not thinking about what was right for everyone. Vegeta didn�t know why he felt this way, even when they did make love. When Bulma offered herself to him, he didn�t take advantage of it, he actually asked her if she was sure. And now, now that he remembered the baby and how sick Bulma would be when she woke up from all the heat and body movement made, he didn�t want to go on in fear of hurting both her and her baby.
Without warning, Vegeta rolled off of her, laying firmly on his back and running his hands down his face, thanking Kami that he didn�t go as far as getting himself completely aroused.
Bulma moved to her side to wrap her arm across his torso, nuzzling her face into his neck, giving off small moans still.
"Thank-you, Vegeta," she said, giving him a little squeeze.
Vegeta uncovered his face and looked down at her through the dark, but still saw her bright blue eyes looking up at him, "For what?"
She smiled, kissing him on his cheek, "Everything. Thinking about me and the baby first. Coming to bed with me. Letting me hold you tonight. Everything."
"Heh�" he really didn�t know what to say, so he just wrapped his arm closest to her around her upper body.
They were silent for some time, enjoying it. Yet of course, Bulma couldn�t go without talking for more than ten minutes.
"So what do you think we should name it?" she asked.
He shrugged, "It�s kinda of hard to choose a name when you don�t know if it�s a boy or girl."
"I think it�s a boy."
"Oh? And how are you so sure about that?"
"I dunno�it�s hard to explain, but I just have this feeling. So for the time being, let�s just assume it�s going to be a boy. What do you wanna name him? Vegeta?"
He shrugged again, "I don�t care."
Bulma gave him a quick glare, "You have to care! You�re going to be calling him that name as much as anyone else."
"Can�t I just call him brat?" Vegeta smirked.
"What?!" Bulma shrieked, pushing herself off him to look down at him, "You�re not serious, are you?"
Once more, he shrugged, but still grinned widely.
Bulma shook her head, not sure how to comprehend that one, "Well anyway, what do you think about Ezalb? Rykki? Ategev?" she couldn�t help but laugh at her weird suggestions.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, "How�d you get the name Ategev?"
She giggled, "It�s your name spelled backwards."
"Ohhh�" he paused, thinking about it, then finally decided that that was the weirdest name he had ever heard, "Kay�"
"Hmm�" Bulma pondered, but no named came to mind, "Come on, Vegeta! Help me think of some names!"
"Come on, Bulma! I don�t care!" he mocked her, smirking down at her again.
He felt her body tense, but relax faster than usual, "Fine�I�ll just name our baby Kakarot then."
"What!?" Vegeta choked, pushing her away at arms lengths, holding her by the shoulders, a look of pure terror written on his face, "No! We are not naming the boy Kakarot! The poor child doesn�t deserve that punishment!"
Bulma laughed, sliding herself closer to Vegeta again, "I was just kidding, Vegeta. I don�t think I could stand saying Kakarot everyday."
Vegeta hmphed, not happy about her joke at all. Knowing this, Bulma decided to suggest more names.
"What about Trunks? That�s my dads name and I always thought it was quite interesting."
He shrugged, "I don�t care what you name it�" he added quickly, "As long as it isn�t Kakarot!"
Bulma shook her head, "Well then I just don�t know, Vegeta. I guess we have to choose a name for him when he�s born. Maybe after we see what he looks like, we�ll choose a name that best fits him."
He nodded slowly, "Yeah�you do that."
"Hey!" Bulma lifted herself up and grabbed his chin in her hand, making him look at her, "We do that. I didn�t say that I�ll be choosing the name by myself, you know."
Vegeta pushed her hand away, "Why? You�re smart enough, why can�t you come up with a name?
"Because I�" she paused, looking at Vegeta sharply, "Wait, you will be there with me when the baby is born, right?"
Vegeta sighed, knowing he was going to get bombarded with screams, insults, questions, and whatever else the woman might do, "No."
"Huh?" Bulma was taken aback, "No? What do you mean by no? Why not?!"
He sat straight up, running his hand back through his hair, "I�m go�."
"Is it because you�re embarrassed?" she interrupted him, sitting up beside him, "Embarrassed about actually stooping down to a level to be their for the woman that is having your baby? Well, let me tell you something, Vegeta! It�s even more embarrassing when you�re not�."
"Would you shut up for a moment?! Kami, you didn�t even let me finish my sentence!" Vegeta yelled over top of her, getting frustrated.
She pursed her lips, "Fine. Explain."
Vegeta nodded, "To beat these androids that that boy said were so powerful, I have to train hard. And not only that, I want�I need�to become Super Saiyan. The gravity room isn�t helping like I thought it would. Every time I power up just a little over my usual limit, a short circuit sparks or it just explodes!" He glanced sideways at her, watching her eye him intensely, "I need to be some place where I won�t get interrupted so I can reach a level that will make me the legendary Saiyan that I always wished to be."
"I can always build you a more advanced gravity room though! That would surely help you reach your goal. I can get started on it tomorrow so�."
"So I can use it a year from now?" When Bulma didn�t answer, Vegeta sighed, shifting some to face her, "You can�t go building a new gravity room when you�re pregnant, you can hurt two people at once if something goes wrong."
Bulma followed his shift, grabbing him tightly by his lower arms, "I�m glad to know you�re so worried about me, but�."
He shook his head and even that was enough to make her stop, "There won�t be enough time once you get done building it anyway. I want to become a Super Saiyan as soon as possible. And the only way to do that is�" he paused, but only quickly, "Is by going back into space."
Immediately, Bulma�s face was drained from all its color, "Wha-what?"