Nine Month Hell

Vegeta woke to the sounds of his wife screaming at him to go down for breakfast. Sighing he slowly climbed out of bed and threw on his pants. He looked over at himself in the bathroom mirror and frowned. Shaking off the bad feeling he had he made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Hey baby, did you sleep well last night?" Bulma asked leaning in and kissing him on the lips.

"Not really, my stomach was acting up again last night. I tell you woman there is something wrong with me. It's not like a Sayian to get sick like this."

"Fine you big baby I'll take you to see the doctor today. Eat your breakfast first, otherwise you will be grumpy later my sweet prince," Bluma teased kissing him on the nose as her mother placed several plates of eggs, bacon, and pancakes in front of him.

Vegeta muttered his thanks and dug into the food with out another word. He finished at least three plates before he felt that familiar tightening in his stomach. He leaped out of his seat, sending the wooden chair flying across the room to shatter on the wall, and ran to the sink. Bending over it he threw up what he just ate, bringing everyone's attention to him.

"Vegeta dear, I think you need to go to the hospital right now. I have never seen you throw up after eating like that," Bunny said covering her eyes so that she didn't have to watch.

"You are right dear, Vegeta I can take you there when I take Bulma to see her doctor," Bulma's dad offered.

"Okay, I can fly there by myself but with the way my body had been acting I do not want to risk it."

"Well, Bulma has to see the doctor about your son so I guess you can see the same doctor if you want," Bunny offered.

Vegeta shook his head, he didn't want to wait around that long. He was concerned over his son but he was also concerned over himself. He started feeling this way about four weeks after the party that they had. He stayed true to his word and didn't have sex with Kakkarot again but the baka did come back everyday to ask for it. Vegeta would just growl and give him a good Big Bang Attack out of his yard.

Kakkarot never gave up though, he just came back for more. It wasn't until Vegeta started getting sick that he had gave up tring to get him into his bed again. Vegeta was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts as he leaned over the sink and threw up again.

"Come on, lets get you all loaded up," Bulma's dad said snapping his fingers.

It took them no time to get dressed and into the car, though Vegeta had to stop and throw up in the bushes again, and on the road towards the hospital. Bulma rubbed her stomach and hummed softly to her unborn baby boy. She also kept glancing at her husband in the back seat of the car. He watched the scenery whisk by with out a word.

"You can stop stairing at me. I am not going to die or anything," Vegeta snapped glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

"I am just worried about you that is all. I do not want anything to happen to you," she softly replied.

"I am not dying I am just sick is all."

"Okay if you say so."

Vegeta growled and she dropped the converstation for the moment. She would wait for the doctor to poke and prod at him until they find out what is wrong with him. She was sure that he couldn't get the common cold but then again she wasn't sure that he couldn't either. It was strange that all of this happened all of a sudden one day.

"We are here," her father said suddenly making them both jump a little.

"Come and pick us up at 1:00 p.m. okay?" Bulma asked her father.

"Of course I will, you just make sure that my grandson is doing okay," he answered giving her a short kiss on her cheek. He turned and waved at Vegeta before he started his car and took off again.

"That was strange," Bulma muttered looking over at her husband.

"Whatever," Vegeta muttered as he slowly walked up the walk to the front doors.

Once to the front door he opened it and was greeted by several nurses. Four of them pulled up a wheel chair for Bulma and the other four hooked on to Vegeta's arms and back. He shrugged them off but stood and watched as his wife and unborn son were taken away to see their doctor.

"This way Mr. Briefs," one of the blonde nurses pointed towards a different hallway with a smile on her face.

Vegeta shrugged off the bad feeling in his stomach and followed the gabbering nurse to an empty room. She pointed at a table covered in white paper and told him to wait right there. He sighed and climbed up on to the table to wait for his doctor to show up. He didn't have to wait long until a female doctor came into the room and snapped on steril gloves.

"So your father in law called up here and told us that you have been throwing up every morning and some evening for the past four weeks. I am surprised that you waited this long to come see us," she told him in a stern voice.

Vegeta kept quiet about the real reason that he didn't go to the hospital sooner. He didn't think that she would know about Sayian's and their strong immune systems. She shook her head at his silnce but told him to lay back against the table. He did and she raised his shirt up to expose his stomach. She began to press different spots on his skin tring to see if anything hurt.

"Does this hurt?" she asked pressing down against his navel.

"No, but I think something moved," Vegeta stated a little worried.

"Are you sure?" she asked pressing down again.

"Yes, it moved again."

"Let me do an ultra sound, you may have a parasite inside of you. It's not uncommon to get worms from certain places in the world and also what you eat depends on the parasite."

"I do not eat anything that is out of the ordinary for normal people. The only other place that I have been was in China a few weeks ago," Vegeta said truthfully.

"China?" the Doctor eyed him a little funny.

Vegeta would not tell her what he was doing over there. Kakkarot had decided that he wanted to go see "the great wall" when he had punched Vegeta so hard that he flew backwards several miles into a river. So it was there that he could have gotten his "parasite" from. The woman left without another word but told him not to leave the room. He had no where else to go at the moment and he wasn't sure that Dr. Brief's would pick him up without Bulma there.

She came back in pushing a funny looking machine with a T.V. screen in it. Vegeta eyed the device as she pulled it up next to the bed. She began turning it on and then turned to him with two things in her hands. One of those things was a bottle that had clear gunk in it, the other thing was this strange telescope looking thing.

"This stuff is going to be really cold but it will wash off. This here will let me see inside of you. I want to see what kind of parasite we are dealing with and what the best way is for us to get rid of it. Hopefully we can kill it with medication but if not then we will have to surgically remove it for your safety."

"So let's get this over with. I am already freaked out that some worm has made it's home in my body," the prince said truthfully once again.

"Okay here we go," the Doctor replied as she popped off the top of the clear gunk and poured it all over his stomach.

She then placed the telescope thing on to his skin and began moving it around. The machine made several odd noises and then she suddenly stopped right where the thing moved in side of him. For several moments nothing was said but he didn't want to look at it either. There was something disturbing about seeing a worm in your body feeding on you. Suddenly she gasped and made an odd noise in the back of her throat.

"Th-this can't be. There is no way that this is possible! The machine is correct but this is just not possible!" she stammered.

"What is not possible? Is the parasite really big or something?" Vegeta asked still not looking at it.

"N-no, this is no parasite. Y-you are, well I don't know how but, pregnant."

"I'm what?" Vegeta turned to the screen but only saw grey blobs.

"There is no mistaking it you have a baby inside of you. NURSE SEND ME A FEW MORE DOCTOR'S RIGHT AWAY!" she all but screamed at the nurse that was passing by. The woman jumped and then scrambled around to do as she was asked.

"What is all this racket?" A male doctor asked walking into the room followed by three other males and a woman.

"Tell me what you see here," she asked the older Doctor who came in first.

"Hmm. . .th-that's not possible is it?" he asked looking closer at the monitor.

"You see it too?"

"Yes."

All of the other's looked at the monitor and each one had the same reaction to it. Vegeta was pregnant and there was no getting around it. He growled when they started talking about News and magazines and such. He would not be turned into a freak show for them. This was his life and his baby, well his and Kakkarot's anyways.

"Excuse me! I would like to leave now!" Vegeta snapped at everyone.

"D-do you understand that you are the first man in our history to get pregnant?" his doctor asked him.

"Whatever, I just want to go home now."

"Of course, I'll get you out of here right away," she said running around to collect his paper work.

One thing was for certain, Vegeta was not going to take this lightly. First thing he was going to do was pay a certain Sayain Third Class a little visit. Then he was going to blast the Baka into outerspace. Suddenly he remembered about the Sayain Scrimage and groaned. He couldn't endanger his life, and thus the life of his child like that.

"I have just one question," he said suddenly. "Is it a boy or a girl?"

The oldest male doctor looked down at the print of the baby and then back up at Vegeta and very calmly said, "It's a little girl."