Royal Namekian Blues (DBZ Fanfic)

New Man of the House

Over the next three months, Vegeta found ways of making himself busy, apart from training in the wilderness around West Central City. When he wasn't spending it with Bulma, pestering and puttering with her in her lab, he was testing new power levels in his anxious wait for Goku. Two weeks passed during which he shared his knowledge of Saiyan space engineering with Bulma so she could give her father the boost he needed to finish his experimental Capsule crafts. Months of work were completed in mere days thanks to Vegeta, and the Briefs were stunned at his technical skills. Not to mention Bulma, who was shocked that someone so deadly a fighter could be so creative an inventor? It had been the Prince who'd suggested a superior alloy to line the chamber of Capsule 3 in order to convert it to his personal trainer. Within a few weeks they had it up and running.

Vegeta had been thrilled beyond words, although he expressed it in his usual grunt. Within the last three months, Bulma had deciphered his personal code of snorts and mumbling. Between making love to her Prince at night and waking to plunge into lab work she felt happier than she had in years. Most of the time Vegeta trained with a new series of hyper gravity resistant bots, bouncing his own ki balls off them like a wild game of pinball. From one bot to the next his ki ball would ricochet so he could throw a greater force against it.

Unfortunately the whirlwind of joy had not lasted for long when Vegeta announced he was going to go find Goku in space. Initially he'd wanted to leave that first night, but delays in adapting capsule 4 set those plans back a month or so. His flights would be sporadic weekend jaunts to test the new rocket fuel he helped Dr. Briefs develop. During one of the quick jaunts Bulma had suggested Vegeta should publish his research and get it patented so he could derive his own personal source of income. It severely hampered his pride that he had nothing to offer her as her Prince in the way of wealth.

Slowly the trips were increased in length so Vegeta would spend up to an entire week skimming the solar system for any sign of Goku. Expanding his ki sensing to the maximum level he desperately cast his net in the hopes of glimpsing a flicker of Kakkarot's powers. While waiting, he would dodge meteorites as part of his regiment while flipping from one to the other in zero G. Sometimes he would skim past Jupiter and use its gravity well to test his newfound attacks in a strong field of weight.

Two weeks ago he had set out on his longest trip. Bulma obviously missed him badly, for she locked herself in the lab for hours on end, only stopping to eat or drink. Although Dr. Briefs was very pleased that Capsule 3 worked so well, and that the new houseguest had volunteered to test Capsule 4 he was worried about Bulma during these times. He had to admit he was nervous about the Prince of wherever, and yet was pleasantly surprised when Vegeta had insisted on taking it up into orbit to look for Bulma's friend Goku. Just why she expected him to come from space was beyond him, but he knew better than to question anything where the Z fighters were concerned. One thing to him was certain, that his daughter was closely infatuated with the new houseguest. Vegeta's dedication to his fighting and space piloting suitably impressed the scientist. So when Bunny would drop hints about catching the young couple in the act, he warmed to the idea that his daughter had all but forgotten Yamcha and moved onto a much more desirable suitor.

Bulma and Vegeta at first elected to keep their mating bond a secret till their parents were more comfortable with Vegeta's constant presence. Fortunately both of Bulma's parents were aloof enough to keep well out of Bulma's private life in the bedroom. Or so he thought. Bunny was very much aware of the fact that Vegeta's bed had not been slept in every night; rather her daughter's room was the choice place for their nocturnal Olympics.

One day, Dr. Briefs exited his lab to fetch himself a cup of coffee. He sneaked a glance at Bulma who was sitting in the kitchen humming to herself. For some reason, Bulma's stomach seemed to be bothering her much lately. Bunny had expressed concerns regarding Bulma's strange appetites, insisting that Bulma may be pregnant. Dr. Briefs chalked it up to Bunny's insanity, and ignored half of what his wife said at the breakfast table. What he noticed was the sad thoughtful look on his daughter's face as she locked herself in the lab and worked feverishly on the GR for Vegeta.