Misty Fields

Summary: A conclusion to Dream Gardens, Kitaria discovers that she’s pregnant with Trunks’ child! What will happen when Trunks finds out, or even worse, VEGETA??

Chapter 1: Burning Within

Kitaria awoke. She felt sick again. She rushed into the bathroom and did what she had to do. It’s already been a month. She really wasn’t sure what it could be. Maybe a bad stomach virus that’s only contracted to Saiyans. ‘If so, damn Vegeta to hell,’ Kitaria thought to herself. After she did what she needed, she walked out into the kitchen to see Goku and Gayah stuffing their faces. She chuckled when they looked up and just stared.
“Good morning Kitaria. Sleep well?” ChiChi asked as she started to clean up the empty dishes. Kitaria smiled and nodded.
“Yes, I slept okay. But I was just in the bathroom throwing up,” Kitaria said. She cursed herself when she remembered that Gayah and Goku were still eating. “Whoops. Sorry, you two.”
“Don’t mention it. No problem,” Gayah said with a forced smile. Although Goku didn’t seem to agree. He looked like he was going to be sick or something. Gayah gave him a look and smiled. “Goku, knock it off. You’re fine, and you know it.” Goku just looked at her and smiled, then continued eating.
“So, then what’s the matter? Are you still feeling sick, dear?” ChiChi asked worriedly as she walked over to her and put her hand to Kitaria’s forehead. Kitaria shook her head.
“I wasn’t going to say anything, because I don’t want to worry anyone, but this has been happening for about a month now, and I seem to be mysteriously putting on some weight,” Kitaria explained. At that explanation, Gayah dropped her chopsticks and gaped at ChiChi, who gaped right back.
“Tell me something, Kitaria. WHEN do you usually get sick, during the course of the day, I mean?” Gayah asked. Kitaria folded her arms over her chest.
“Well…usually in the mornings…” But before Kitaria could continue, both ChiChi and Gayah yelped and looked at each other in shock.
“KITARIA!!!! Do you know what this means??” ChiChi demanded.
“Uhhh…no…” she started. Gayah groaned.
“Gayah, we have to see Bulma! She can find out for sure if it’s you-know-what,” ChiChi remarked. “Goku, stay with Kitaria and make sure she’s okay!” And with that, her and Gayah ran out of the room. Kitaria glanced to a still-eating Goku.
“You hungry?” Goku asked Kitaria. She shook her head. “Okay. I’m almost done eating.” Goku shoved a few more mouthfuls of food in his mouth and cleaned off his face. “Why don’t we go and sit down? I think you better take it easy just in case you get sick again.” Kitaria nodded and Goku led her into the living room where they sat down. After this, Gohan walked in yawning. “Good morning, son.”
“Good morning, Dad,” Gohan said sleepily. He turned his head to Kitaria. “Good morning, Kitaria.”
“Good morning, Gohan.” Kitaria smiled, then suddenly a strange look came upon her face.
“Kitaria, are you okay?” Gohan asked as he put his hand on her shoulder. She shook her head.
“She’s going to be sick again!” Goku exclaimed as he stood. Gohan stood her up and calmly walked her to the bathroom. Goku sighed. “Thank goodness for Gohan.” He went to the bathroom, and Kitaria had her head hung over the toilet. Gohan was rubbing her back, and looked at Goku.
“Is she going to be alright, Dad?” he asked. Goku nodded.
“Yes, she’ll be just fine,” Goku answered.

Gayah, carrying ChiChi, flew to Capsule Corp. When they got there, they could hear Bulma’s screaming voice, and straight after, Vegeta’s angry voice. Gayah shook her head and flew up to the window with ChiChi where Bulma was yelling at Vegeta about breaking the Gravity Machine. Gayah cleared her throat, and both Bulma and Vegeta turned their heads, looking at a disappointed Gayah with ChiChi on her back.
“I sure hope I’m not interrupting anything important. But we have a situation, and ChiChi and I need you, Bulma,” Gayah replied seriously.
“What is it?” Bulma asked, walking over to the window as Gayah landed, setting down ChiChi.
“It’s about Kitaria,” ChiChi started. Vegeta smirked.
“It’s only about that girl? Ha! Bulma has more important things to take care of,” Vegeta snapped at ChiChi. Gayah sighed.
“Vegeta, she’s like a daughter to me. Please be more considerate,” Gayah suggested. Vegeta just turned his head. “Bulma, there is something wrong with Kitaria. ChiChi and I think she’s pregnant.”

Chapter 2: Happiness, Shock And Anger

Vegeta snapped his head towards Gayah and marched straight up to her, grabbing her shoulders.
“What do you mean you think the girl is pregnant??” he demanded. Gayah set her soft hands on Vegeta’s and pulled them off of her.
“She’s been throwing up in the mornings for the past month and she’s putting on some weight, and she says she doesn’t know why. It’s the only logical explanation. We need you to run some tests on her just to be positive,” Gayah explained. Bulma nodded.
“Of course. I’ll do just that. Come by later in the afternoon when Kitaria is feeling better, and we’ll start the tests,” Bulma stated. Vegeta was still fuming.
“Woman!! Don’t you know what this means?? The girl slept with our son and it’s HIS!!” Vegeta exclaimed. Bulma just looked at him.
“Can’t you at least be happy for him?” Bulma asked. Vegeta screamed out.
“HOW in the hell can I be happy about my son impregnating a girl I don’t even like??” Vegeta demanded.
“Vegeta!” Gayah scolded. “Now I know you don’t like Kitaria, but you have to understand that this is YOUR grandchild. You’re just going to have to learn to like her, and she’s going to have to learn to like you.”
“I’ll never feel any content towards that stupid little girl!” Vegeta ranted. And with that, he walked out of the room.
“I don’t think Vegeta will ever change,” ChiChi said, shaking her head.
“Trust me, ChiChi, he’s a lot better than that he used to be,” Bulma assured her friend. Gayah nodded in agreement.
“Yeah…I’ll be right back. I’m going to have a little talk with my Prince,” Gayah replied as she walked off.
“She didn’t seem too happy with him,” Bulma noticed. ChiChi shook her head.
“Well, Gayah has never been one to keep her feelings to herself. She’s very blunt,” ChiChi replied.
“She sure is.”

“Vegeta! Wait!” Gayah called. Vegeta stopped in his tracks in the middle of the hallway, heading for the renewed Gravity Room.
“What is it, Princess?” Vegeta asked.
“I want to know what the hell your problem is with Kitaria, NOW,” Gayah demanded as she stood in front of him with an angry look on her face. Vegeta looked shocked. “Why don’t you like her? Maybe it’s all just a cover-up because you really do like her.” Vegeta gave her a look.
“NEVER! I will NEVER like her in anyway possible!” Vegeta said.
“Oh really? Well, if you don’t like her, then you don’t like me,” Gayah stated as she started to walk away. Vegeta grabbed her arm.
“What are you trying to do, anyway??” Vegeta asked. Gayah scowled at him.
“I’m trying to make you come clean. I’m not stupid! I know you have feelings for her deep down! Why the hell can’t you just admit it??” Gayah swayed.
“There is nothing to admit, woman,” Vegeta retorted. Gayah groaned.
“You are so pathetic. You can’t even admit something like this! You’re in complete denial! I know you feel some kind of love for her!” Gayah informed.
“You know nothing of the sort. I don’t feel anything but hate towards the little girl,” Vegeta remarked. Gayah couldn’t take it anymore.
‘I know this is wrong, but Bulma and Zasyder will both understand.’ Gayah grabbed Vegeta’s shoulder and pressed her lips against his. He was caught off-guard and just kissed back. He knew there was some reason to this. She moved away and licked her lips. She wasn’t going to say anything to anyone, but she rather enjoyed it. “Okay Vegeta, tell me something. Are you willing to admit that kiss felt and tasted good?” Vegeta just looked shocked.
“Uhh…yes, I guess it did.”
“You’re not in denial that you felt something from that kiss?”
“No, I guess not.”
“If you can admit that you enjoyed a kiss from someone other than your own wife, then why can’t you admit that you feel at least a little bit of love for Kitaria?” Gayah questioned. Vegeta looked down at his feet.
“Fine. Maybe I feel something for her other than hate.” Gayah smiled.
“I knew you did.”
“But to pay for your silence, you have to come and spar with me,” Vegeta ordered as he grabbed her hand and started to walk into the Gravity Room. “And Kakarita, no more kissing.” Gayah laughed.
“Of course, Vegeta. I’m happily married. I was just trying to prove a point.” Vegeta nodded, and they disappeared into the Gravity Room.

Chapter 3: Confirmation

It was early that afternoon, and Goku had brought Kitaria over on Nimbus. He still didn’t know what was going on, and neither did Gohan or Kitaria.
“Where is Gayah?” Goku asked. “And why didn‘t she ever come back?”
“She’s still sparring with Vegeta,” Bulma responded.
“Sparring with Vegeta??” Goku repeated.
“Yes, that’s what I said,” Bulma said.
“Why?” Gohan questioned.
“I really don’t know. They’ve been in there all morning. I told them to come out when you three got here, so they should be coming out shortly, I hope,” Bulma explained. Bulma turned to Kitaria. “Well, why don’t we get you into my lab? I’ll run a few tests, and before we know it, we’ll know what’s going on.” But before anyone could go, Vegeta and Gayah walked into the room, their clothes ripped and they had scratches and bruises covering their bodies. Vegeta’s arm was bleeding and Gayah’s lip was bulging out, blood running down her chin.
“Gayah! Vegeta!” Goku exclaimed.
“What’s the matter with you, Kakarot? Afraid I was going to overpower your sister? Well, if that’s what you thought, you’re way off. Kakarita had the advantage over me for quite some time,” Vegeta explicated. Gayah looked at him and smiled.
“I rather enjoyed sparring with you. We’ll have to do it again sometime,” Gayah suggested. Vegeta nodded. “Okay, so have we missed anything?”
“No, we were just getting ready to take Kitaria into my lab for testing. C’mon. The sooner we get this done, the better,” Bulma responded. She led everyone through Capsule Corp and into her lab. “Sit down here, Kitaria. I’m going to take blood and tissue samples, and then it may take around an hour for the results to come out.” Kitaria nodded, and Bulma pulled out a needle. Goku’s eyes widened and he scurried back into the wall. Everyone rolled their eyes.
“Dad…” Gohan started. He turned to Bulma. “You know how much he hates needles, Bulma.” Bulma rolled her eyes again.
“It must have slipped my mind,” she mumbled. She turned back to Kitaria, and stuck the needle in her arm. She took the samples she needed, and then the waiting began…

AN HOUR LATER…

Bulma looked at her watch and stood up. She walked over to her machine where Kitaria’s samples were and she gasped.
“What is it, Bulma?” Kitaria asked. Bulma turned around.
“Positive.”
“What?”
“You show positive, Kitaria.”
“Wait a minute…what’s THAT supposed to mean?” Kitaria demanded.
“Kitaria, you’re going to have a baby,” Bulma answered. Kitaria’s eyes widened, and she fainted.

“Kitaria! Can you hear me? Are you okay?”
“Unh…Gayah?”
“Yes! Wake up, honey,” Gayah soothed as Kitaria’s eyes opened slowly.
“I can’t believe it…I’m pregnant? And I never knew until now? How could I have been so stupid all of this time?” Kitaria asked herself as Gayah pressed a cold washcloth against her forehead.
“You’re not stupid, Kitaria. You just never thought about it, that’s all, and that’s okay,” Gayah smiled. “I’m glad you’re going to be a mother.” Gayah closed her eyes. She could feel Vegeta’s anger rising. She turned her head and looked at him. His hands were clenched into fists. ‘Vegeta…take it easy, okay? Remember what we talked about.’ Vegeta just scoffed and took a deep breath, calming down a little.
“I can’t believe you’re pregnant, Kitaria,” Gohan replied. Kitaria smiled.
“I know. Neither can I,” she agreed.
“We better call Trunks and tell him to come back here so we can deliver the news to him,” Bulma suggested. Everyone nodded, and Bulma walked over to her computer, typing in coordinates. Finally, her future self came into view on the screen.
“Hello! How are things in the future?” Bulma asked.
“Wonderful! How about there?” Future Bulma questioned.
“Great! But, we need Trunks to come back to this time for a little while. Something has come up, and it’s about Kitaria,” Bulma explained.
“Oh, of course. I’ll send him back right away. And I hope everything is okay.” Bulma nodded, and her future self disappeared. “Well, now all we do is wait.”

Chapter 4: Arrival

“Wait? Yeah right. Trunks will be here in a few minutes, if I know him,” Kitaria replied.
“You WOULD,” Vegeta mumbled. Kitaria turned her head and frowned.
“So would you. He’s your son. But hell, who knows? All you care about is yourself,” Kitaria shot back.
“Now, you listen here, girl…” Vegeta started. “Why aren’t you happy? My son knocked you up already and now you’re pregnant with his child. What the hell more do you want??”
“VEGETA!!” Gayah, ChiChi, Bulma and Goku all exclaimed at once.
“You four stay out of this!” he snapped. Gayah stepped forward, grabbed Vegeta’s arm and walked off, steaming in anger.
“Uh oh…Aunt Gayah looked pretty mad,” Gohan noticed.
“Oh, she’s more than mad, Gohan. She’s pissed, and I don’t blame her,” Kitaria remarked, putting her hands on her hips. She turned to Bulma. “Bulma, do you think there is something you can give me for my morning sickness? I just can’t take it every morning, rushing to the bathroom to throw up.” Bulma nodded.
“I sure do. It will really help, but it may take a few days to kick in, but afterwards, it will be fine and you won’t have it anymore. You may still feel a little sick sometimes, but you won’t throw up,” Bulma explained. Kitaria smiled.
“Thank you so much. You’ve been a great help already,” Kitaria replied.
“Anything for a friend,” she grinned. All of a sudden, they heard Gayah’s yelling voice:

“WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU??? ONE MORE SMITE REMARK FROM YOU TOWARDS KITARIA I’M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME??? GET BACK IN THERE RIGHT NOW AND APOLOGIZE TO HER!!” Everyone just stood there, and Gayah walked in, growling, with Vegeta following behind her, staring into space.
“Uhh…are you okay, Gayah?” Goku asked. Gayah looked at her brother. “Umm…I guess not.” Vegeta looked at Kitaria and groaned to himself.
“Uhh…I’m sorry for saying whatever I said to you, girl,” Vegeta mumbled.
“Like you mean it,” Kitaria replied.
“You ungrateful little bitch!” Vegeta snapped.
“You take that back, Short Stack!” Kitaria remarked.
“Guys, please!” Gohan interrupted. They both shot him a death glare, telling him to stay out of their fight. He chuckled nervously.
“I’M short?? At least I’m not the whore going around fucking people!” Vegeta shot out. Kitaria just looked at him and ran out of the room, crying. Gayah looked at him.
“I am SO disappointed in you, Vegeta. I thought you had more consideration than that,” Gayah wondered aloud. Vegeta just sighed.
“I really didn’t mean it…” he faded off.
“It’s too late now, Vegeta,” Bulma informed. “Should we go after her?”
“No. She needs some time alone. And as for you, Vegeta, I don’t even know what to say to you. I’ve already had two talks with you about Kitaria. And I’m not going to talk to you about it again,” Gayah remarked. Vegeta looked to his feet. “But I sure hope you’re happy.”

Kitaria ran outside and stared at the sky. “Why…why does he always have to do this to me?? Damn! I should have said something else to him…but I can’t let him destroy the feeling I feel now that I know I’m going to have a child.” She knelt down on the ground and pounded her fists through the ground, causing tremors. “Fuck him…”
“KITARIA!?!?” She looked up and saw Trunks standing about 15 feet away from her, his time machine behind him. He rushed over to her and knelt down beside her, putting his hand on her shoulder. “What’s wrong? And why did my mom call and tell me to come back here in a hurry? She said it was about you!”
“It is…” she stuttered in between sobs.
“What’s the matter?” he asked hurriedly.
“Trunks…you’re going to be a father…”

Chapter 5: I Don’t Know What To Say Except…I Love You

Trunks’ eyes widened. “I’m…what?”
“I’m pregnant, Trunks. You’re going to be a father. Don’t you remember what happened?” Kitaria asked, looking hurt. Trunks pulled her into his chest.
“Of course I remember. I’ll never forget,” Trunks replied. He pulled away and laughed out loud. He picked her up and swung her around as she laughed, tears flying into the breeze. He pulled her back into his arms. “This is the happiest day of my life, Kitaria!”
“I’m glad you feel that way. But your father does not,” Kitaria said sorrowfully. Trunks’ smile faded.
“What do you mean? What did he say to you, Kitaria?” Trunks asked. Kitaria shook her head.
“It’s not important anymore, Trunks. I don’t care what he thinks. I only care what YOU think, and as long as you’re happy, I’m happy,” Kitaria remarked. Trunks smiled and kissed her.
“C’mon, let’s go back inside and see everyone. Maybe my father will apologize for whatever he said to you,” Trunks soothed. Kitaria nodded and they walked, hand-in-hand, back into Capsule Corp. They walked down the hall and into the lab where everyone was just standing around. They all looked up and saw Trunks forcing a smile and Kitaria keeping her glance off of Vegeta.
“Trunks! Welcome back!” Bulma greeted as she walked over to her son from the future and kissed his cheek.
“Hi Mom,” he smiled.
“It’s a good thing you came back. Did you hear?” Gayah asked. Trunks nodded.
“Yeah, I heard everything from Kitaria,” Trunks replied. Vegeta perked his head up. Trunks could sense this. He continued. “Well, maybe not everything. She didn’t tell me why she was crying when I found her.” Everyone looked at each other, wondering if they should tell Trunks the reason. Gayah nodded and stepped forward. Vegeta just stared at her.
“Trunks, I think you better come with me,” she urged, She pulled him into the next room and closed the door. Everyone, including Vegeta, watched as Gayah made hand motions and her mouth moved, explaining what he wanted to know. Trunks kept nodding and suddenly his eyes widened and looked out of the window to his father, giving him an upset look. Gayah tugged on his arm, giving him a calming look. He nodded and Gayah smiled, kissing him on the forehead. She led him out of the room, and just stood with no expression.
“So, it went well, then?” Goku asked Gayah. She just shrugged.
“Why don’t you ask Trunks?” Gayah questioned her brother. Goku glanced at the teenage Saiyan and waited for a reply. Trunks stood silent. Gayah nodded, and answered for him. “He’s disappointed in his father, but can forgive him…if Kitaria can.” Everyone looked at Kitaria, who just stood, not knowing what to say.
“I…I don’t know if I can…after so much torture from him…I can’t take it anymore…” Kitaria stuttered. She looked at Goku and Gayah. “You both seem to understand him more than I do, and you two can forgive him better than me. After all, I AM a little, naïve girl in his eyes. And maybe that’s exactly what I am.” And with that, Kitaria walked out of the room. Trunks rushed after her, but not before shooting a death glare into his father’s black eyes.
“Oh Kitaria…” Bulma sighed, feeling sorry for the girl. “She shouldn’t be going through something like this.” Bulma looked at Vegeta and scowled. “How could you do something like this, Vegeta??”
“I don’t want to talk about it, not with YOU, woman,” Vegeta shot out as he walked away.
“Goku, go talk to him, will you?” Gayah urged.
“Why me?”
“Because I don’t think I can deal another talk with him.”
“Oh…sure, sis. I’ll deal with it,” Goku replied as he walked off after Vegeta.
“And what about Kitaria?” Gohan asked, turning to his aunt.
“I think Trunks will know what to do in this situation,” Gayah assured her nephew with a forced smile on her lips.

“Kitaria, hold on!” Trunks called. Kitaria stopped and turned around, forcing back her tears. He grabbed her hand. “Are you okay?”
“Trunks, even though I say I don’t care what your father thinks, I still DO! Why can’t I shake it off?” Kitaria scolded herself. Trunks touched her cheek and caught a tear as it slowly made its way down her red, warm face. Trunks smiled.
“It’s because deep down in that heart of yours, you like him,” he replied.
“ME like VEGETA?? Are you out of your MIND??” she questioned, sounding a little shocked at this accusation.
“No, I’m not out of my mind. And why are you making such a big deal about it? Is it because I’m right?” Trunks questioned. Kitaria opened up her mouth to protest, but no words came out. Trunks chuckled. “I figured. You DO like my father, don’t you?”
“Well I NEVER have heard something so preposterous!” Kitaria gasped. Trunks had to laugh even more. Kitaria denying everything after she made it so noticeable was hilarious to him, but obviously not to her.
“Kitaria…all I can say is that I love you.” Trunks leaned in and kissed her, touching her face softly. She kissed back, smiling to herself, knowing that she always had Trunks with her until the end of time.

Chapter 6: Bittersweet

Goku caught up with Vegeta finally, who was leaning on the wall outside the Training Room, debating whether or not to go in and burn off his guilt for the pregnant girl.
‘I can’t believe I actually feel for her! She’s so stubborn and arrogant!’ Vegeta thought to himself before he felt Goku approaching him. “What do you want, Kakarot?”
“I need to talk to you, Vegeta.”
“About what? The girl?” he questioned. Goku nodded. “There is nothing to discuss.”
“You should be happy, Vegeta,” Goku put in, changing the subject for a moment. “Gayah would have been the one to talk to you. I’ll be a little more merciful than she was.” Vegeta looked at him and frowned.
“There was nothing wrong with her hostility, Kakarot. She’s a Saiyan Princess, and her hostility showed how strong she really is. If you’re merciful to me, you have a very weak heart,” Vegeta replied.
“So does Gayah.” Vegeta scoffed and looked away. “Look Vegeta, I don’t really know what Gayah wanted me to say to you. But, I want to know something. Why did you say all of those things to Kitaria? She’s under enough emotional stress as it is.”
“Look Kakarot, I really didn’t mean what I said. I understand the girl is under a lot of mental, physical and emotional stress because of her pregnancy. I admire her strength, but not her arrogance,” Vegeta explained.
“She gets that from Gayah. You don’t seem to have a problem with Gayah’s arrogance or stubbornness. Kitaria is just the same. That’s how Kitaria was raised,” Goku remarked. Vegeta just turned away. “Vegeta, stop distancing yourself. You have to tell someone sooner or later why you say these things to Kitaria. You don’t have hate in your heart like you used to.” Vegeta turned to him.
“Kakarot, who are you to be telling me about hate? I lived through it with Frieza during my childhood, deep in the confines of his blasted ship. I guess you could say his hatred rubbed off on me,” Vegeta explained. Goku gave him a look of sympathy. “But it doesn’t matter anyway because Frieza is dead, and besides, Saiyans are born with no heart.”
“Vegeta, that’s not true! Even a Saiyan has a heart. You have one. You just have to find it,” Goku assured him.
“I’ll be finding nothing. Stop talking your nonsense, Kakarot. I wish not to be disturbed any longer,” he said. He turned away once again, and walked into the Training Room where he would burn off his guilt, and attempt to burn off his hidden care for Kitaria. Goku sighed, and walked back into the lab where everyone else was waiting.
“So Goku, how was it? Any better than mine?” Gayah questioned. Goku shrugged.
“I really don’t know. I wish I knew. Vegeta hides his feelings too much,” Goku responded.
“Yes, I know. It’s just how he was brought up, under Frieza and everything. I mean, it was as if he was living under his father’s dripped blood. And you know what? He WAS,” Gayah replied. Everyone looked down to the floor. They knew she was right. “Don’t worry. He’ll come around…someday.”

Kitaria and Trunks were sitting down outside under the shade of a large tree. “It’s so beautiful outside today, isn’t it?” Trunks asked as Kitaria snuggled in his arms.
“Yes, it is…and being with you makes it an even better day,” Kitaria replied with a yawn.
“Are you tired? Do you want me to take you inside to sleep?” Trunks questioned. Kitaria shook her head and yawned again. “Maybe you better go in and get some rest anyway.” Trunks picked her up and carried her into the house and into the lab. “You all still standing here?” Gayah smiled.
“Yes, Trunks. And what about Kitaria? She tired out?” Gayah implied. Trunks nodded.
“Take her to the room down the hall. And why don’t you stay with her until she falls asleep? I’ll bring that medicine for her in a few hours. I have to get the ingredients together and everything still. And while Trunks takes Kitaria into bed to sleep, why don’t the rest of you take a rest also? Sit in the living room and I’ll have some drinks and snacks brought in,” Bulma explained. And with that, Trunks carried Kitaria into a bedroom while everyone else except for Bulma left the lab. “Now, it’s time to get to work.”

Vegeta threw punches in the air, beads of sweat running down his face like a river. Working in 200 times normal gravity was paying off. Maybe someday he would surpass Kakarot in power after all…
‘That may never happen. It’s just my luck. And now Kakarita hates me for what I said to the girl. I just don’t want to care anymore. I have other things to deal with than Kakarita’s anger. But…Kakarita has always been my best friend. Maybe I should talk to her. I know I can trust her. She…loves me.’ His thoughts were running him off track of his training, so he decided to just put a stop to them. “I can’t train under these conditions. I’m going to talk to Kakarita.” And with that, he toweled off the sweat on his body and left, looking for the princess.

Gayah yawned. It was a tiring day, and she didn’t want to fall asleep. She fought the tiredness over her eyes, and Goku looked at her with a smile.
“You’re cute when you’re sleepy,” he chuckled. Gayah frowned.
“Shut up.” Goku slid his arm around his sister and lay his head on top of hers. Gohan smiled at his dad and aunt and lay his head back on the couch, next to his father. Goku turned his head and looked at his son, his eyes closed and his breathing calmed. Goku put his arm around his son. Gohan’s eyes opened and he looked at his father in wonder.
“Dad?”
“What?”
“Is something wrong?”
“Gohan…how long has it been since I’ve held you?” Gohan gasped, shocked at the question.
“I don’t know, Dad…it probably has been a pretty long time, when I was still a little kid,” Gohan answered. Goku temporarily removed his arm from around Gayah and leaned in closer to his son, hugging him. Gohan hugged him back, still a little confused. ChiChi smiled at her two boys, a tear forming at the corner of her eye. Suddenly, Vegeta appeared at the door, some sweat caking his body. Gayah looked up at him.
“Uhh…Kakarita, we need to talk,” he replied. Gayah stood and walked over to him worriedly. He grabbed her arm softly and pulled her out of the room.

Chapter 7: Take Me To Your World

“V-Vegeta? What’s the matter?” Gayah asked. Vegeta took her outside, and the breeze found its way through her hair, throwing it into the wind.
“I want to know something. Are you angry with me? Because if you are, I want you to hit me,” Vegeta said straight out. Gayah’s eyes widened.
“What on Earth are you talking about??” she questioned. “I’m not going to hit you! Are you out of your mind?” Vegeta’s expression remained the same. “You’re not joking, are you? You’re serious!”
“Of course I’m serious, woman! If you’re mad at me, I obviously deserve it,” Vegeta remarked.
“Vegeta, even if I’m mad at you, I’m not going to hurt you in any way,” Gayah informed.
“You’re hurting me now.”
“What?”
“You’re hurting me now, by being angry with me. You’re the only one who has ever seen me as a living thing, besides your monkey-of-a-brother,” Vegeta said. Gayah had to smile at the comment about her brother. She put her hand on his shoulder.
“Vegeta, I’m sorry. But you know I can forgive you,” Gayah said. “And I will.”
“When do you plan on forgiving me? When that blasted girl does? She never will. She hates me, and you know it,” Vegeta pointed out.
“But she doesn’t Vegeta. Not all of you. She hates your arrogance and stubbornness. She loves your strength and pride,” Gayah replied sweetly. “And it’s the same with her.”
“And what exactly does that mean?”
“She adores you, Vegeta. She always has, since she was a little girl. She’s always admired your strength. But when your arrogance gets the better of you…she gets a little angry at times,” Gayah explained.
“Funny, your brother was telling me how YOU are the one who had the influence on her when it comes to her arrogance and stubbornness,” Vegeta informed. Gayah’s face fell.
“Well…maybe he’s right,” she retorted. She folded her arms over her chest, and Vegeta beamed a small smile.
“He is, trust me,” he responded. Gayah giggled.
“Vegeta…I could never in truth be mad at you. I’m more disappointed than anything. But, you know that no matter what, I’ll always love you and care about you, because I see something about you that no one else does,” Gayah explained. Vegeta ran his hand through her hair.
“And no matter what, you will always be MY Princess, and not that Yevethan’s,” Vegeta replied. Gayah smiled and looked at her feet.
“Yeah, I know.” Vegeta leaned in and kissed her forehead. “Let’s go back in, Vegeta. Maybe you can finish training knowing that everything is going to be okay.”
“Yes. And I need to prepare for the birth of my grandchild. I’m going to train him…or her…to death,” Vegeta swore. Gayah smiled.
“You do that, Vegeta,” Gayah stated. And with that, they walked into the house.

Trunks lay Kitaria down on the bed as a smile formed on her dry lips. Trunks grinned and tilted down, moistening her lips with a kiss. She opened up her eyes and looked up at Trunks with a large grin on her face.
“You decided to bring me to bed, huh? Don’t try any funny stuff now,” Kitaria warned playfully. Trunks sat down beside her and chuckled.
“Don’t worry, I won’t need to. And besides, you’re getting your rest. You need it. It’s been a long day for you,” Trunks ordered.
“I don’t need any rest,” Kitaria replied.
“Yes you do. You were so tired out that you didn’t even know I brought you in here,” Trunks pointed out. Kitaria got ready to say something, but stopped when she knew she was defeated.
“Okay, I’m tired. So sue me,” Kitaria grumbled.
“Well, I have an idea you may like,” Trunks started.
“What?”
“I seem to be kind of tired from my journey, and after finding out you’re pregnant and dealing with my father, why don’t we both take a little nap…together?” Trunks suggested. Kitaria smiled.
“That would be very nice and…romantic.”
“I know. That’s why I suggested it,” Trunks chuckled. Kitaria welcomed him with open arms and they kissed.
“Oh Trunks, I’m so glad this is happening to us,” Kitaria whispered.
“I know. I couldn’t have asked for more.”

THE END