The Saiyan and the Scientist

Chapter Nine

Bulmas pov.

Life with Vegeta was going well and he was just as soft with me as ever. He still had periods where his instincts took over and he needed me to satisfy him but I didn't mind.

I enjoyed his presence. Vegeta had met with his father this morning as they had royal matters to attend to. I'd made fast friends with Princess Ciara and Gokus mate Chì chì. I decided that since Vegeta was busy I could go with them now that I'm mated and no one can take me.

We decided to go shopping. Because I work for the king and he knew I came from wealth, he decided to convert my earth fortune into saiyan money so I could purchase necessities.

I shopped around for new materials for Vegetas armour and some clothes for myself. I ended up working up a ferocious appetite. I'd been eating so much recently and I felt more tired and worn out that usual. I put it down to being more active.

Once we got back to the palace we disbanded. I walked back to Vegetas room absolutely exhausted. I collapsed on the bed almost instantly and fell asleep. Some time later, I was jolted awake by the sound of my door opening it was Vegeta and he seemed worried.

"Bulma. Are you okay? Ciara said you've been a bit out of it today. I came over as soon as she spoke with me" Vegeta cried furrowing his brow. He raised a hand to my head and he instantly withdrew it.

"Are you sick Onna?" He asked

" I'm fine Vegeta just extremely tired." I replied.

"I'm worried about you Bulma. You're acting different! I need to protect you Onna!" He mentioned

"Onna?" I questioned

"Its saiyan for beautiful" (I know it means something else but in this story it means beautiful) the prince smirked bashfully.

I nodded I liked that he nicknamed me.

"Move over woman, I'm freezing my tail off!" Vegeta implied laughing slightly and I scooted over in the bed. I quickly fell back to sleep with my "mates" arms and tail wrapped around me protectively.

When I awoke the next morning I felt horrific. My stomach ached and the smell of food made me wanna throw up. I sat up in bed clutching my stomach wincing at the pain. I think Vegeta must've heard me because he woke up worried.

"Onna, what is it what's wrong?" He asked

" I just feel ill Vegeta I'm okay" I smiled not sounding convincing.

I jumped out of bed and made a beeline for the bathroom. I coughed the remaining sour tasting fluid out of my mouth as I stood up shaking. I brushed my teeth immediately and lent over the sink as the second wave of nausea hit me. This time not making me sick.

Vegeta stood in the doorway the whole time watching me tentatively and he observed the whole situation.
The prince eyed me up and down before I thought entered his mind.

"Onna forgive me for asking but, when was the last time you bled?" Vegeta cried out.

" I don't know Vegeta" I replied dumbfounded. The realisation hitting me.

"Holy shit, I'm late by two weeks." I swallowed hard sending the bile rising in my throat back down to my stomach.

Vegeta placed a hand on my stomach and smiled softly. The softest I'd ever seen him.

" I'll get you a pregnancy test Bulma. It's works the same way as they do on earth". He ordered for one at once.

Vegeta stood beside me with his hand on my waist. He reassured me that no matter what everything is going to be okay.
I could not bear the wait.