The Saiyan and the Scientist

Chapter Thirteen

** Contains lemon**

Bulmas pov

3 months later

Vegeta had healed up wonderfully, his wounds were almost gone and we were all still enjoying the peace on this planet. Vegeta has been taking the time to really bond and have a good relationship with our son which made me so proud. They have a really close connection now.

I was sat in the throne room with the royal family. We were discussing Vegetas upcoming 21st birthday. The prince was training with his friends so we had the chance to plan it. We were all talking in a hushed tone about celebrations and the saiyan traditions.

We were each set tasks by the king and queen on how we could personalise his birthday more. I said I would get trunks to make him a card and I would build upgrades to his gravity chamber. I also wanted to do something special for him. Something that only I could give him. My mind reeled at the thoughts of what to do.

I got to work on his gravity room right away and wasted no time, our nine month old son happily playing in his playpen frowning at some toys when they wouldn't sit upright.

By the evening everything was complete and ready to go. I ran to a nearby store and selected some things to wear for tomorrow.

Vegeta staggered into our room looking disheveled and his bodysuit tattered and torn he looked exhausted. He wandered over to the shower and proceeded to clean away all of the sweat that had formed.

Once he'd finished his shower he lay on the bed and turned the tv on. Trunks crawled over to him and put his arms up to he carried. Vegeta smiled and placed our nine month old son on his chest. Trunks got comfortable. Snuggling his head into his father lovingly. Vegeta began tracing circles absently on the child's back, which eventually sent him to sleep.

After putting trunks in his crib, Vegeta fell asleep himself. Obviously tired from his day prior. I kissed his forehead as I pulled the satin duvet over him as I slipped out of bed to prepare for his birthday.

Time skip to the following day. 

Vegetas pov (contains lemon toward the end)

I normally detested my birthday, But this year was different. This year I had my child and my perfect mate beside me. My eyes felt heavy and the warm hue of the summer breeze invited my eyes to flutter open. I looked around my oddly empty room. Bulma was nowhere to be seen. I figured father would've had her working on the new armour he wanted.

I swung my legs over to the side of the bed and run my hands through my hair as I  got my bearings and sat up and stretched  my back out. One of the servants waltzed in to ensure that I was awake and comfortable before they selected my outfit for the day and insisted that I attend breakfast with my Father and family.

I threw on a plain white T-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants that my servant left out for me. I didn't really feel like dressing up today, considering it was going to be a lazy day as I had my birthday off from royal duties.

My servant escorted me through the palace into the dining chamber so that I was able to greet my family before we ate.

" where's Bulma and my son?" I asked my mother as she pulled my into an embrace.

"Your father is just talking with Bulma they will be down shortly." My mother smiled at me.

I proceeded to pull out my seat at the table and sat patiently waiting for the rest of my family to join us in the banquet hall.

Ciara and Broly sauntered in looking half asleep and dishevelled. No doubts what they'd been up to this morning. Shortly afterward Tarble followed suit and now we were just sat waiting for my mate, child and father before we could eat.