Tiny Summary: It's about how Trunks was created. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. Stop calling me hentai!! And it's from Bulma's POV. I wrote this in September last year.
Disclaimer: I don't claim any DBZ characters. If you're gonna sue me, here! ::throws her little brother to suing persons:: Take him!! He made me do it!


How Trunks Came To Be

It had been a while since he moved in with me. Right after the battle between Freeza and Goku, he had gone off in search of him in hopes of becoming more powerful. Yeah, right. We all know that Goku's the most powerful fighter in the universe. But I'm getting off the subject. Anyway, Yamcha had (clears throat) "warned" me about Vegeta's behavior ever since he returned to Earth after failing to find Goku. Everyone seemed surprised when Vegeta followed me to the bathroom without arguing with my (clears throat again) "command". It wasn't even a command. More like a suggestion. After all, the guy hadn't taken a bath since the Nameks left Earth and boy did he need a good scrub down! Anyway, after that, he moved in with me. We were like room mates. We kept arguing. Of course, I won all the arguments. Okay, maybe I lost a few. But anyway, I'd say I rubbed off some good habits on him. He learned table manners, when to wash, proper etiquette, and better fashion sense. After all, the guy chose to wear one thing, period. And the entire time, he was surprised by my actions. Of course, I can't blame him. He hadn't been around a woman since...well, a long time! I guess the first sign showed one night..

Vegeta had just returned from the gravity room and had taken a shower. Afterwards, he sat down in the living room with me. He would only sit next to me on the couch if I were showing him something. But anyway, I broke the silence. "Have you ever thought of getting a hair cut?" I asked politely. "What?!! What's wrong with the way my hair is?!!" he asked. "Oh I don't know. It's just the same thing everyday, ever thought of trying something new?" I asked. "No!" he answered and remained silent after that. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Vegeta was imposssible after all. But I took another look at his hair and I got up. I took out a brush from the bathroom and walked up behind him. "And just what do you think you're doing, woman?" he so rudely asked me. "I just thought maybe you'd like for your hair to be brushed," I told him. "If I wanted my hair brushed, I would've said so!" he yelled. I rolled my eyes and brushed his hair anyway. He was about to utter another roar of his when he suddenly stopped short. "You know..that feels kinda good.." he trailed off. I smiled contentedly, seeing as how I had won this battle. I could've sworn I heard him say "Thank You" under his breath. Another sign was when we went shopping..

I insisted that he get a new wardrobe. He argued, but I soon convinced him and we were on our way. I noticed a lingerie shop and I just had to check it out. He complained about being dragged into a woman's underwear shop, but I told him not to worry. After all, the lingerie was for me. I found a cute lacy red bra and panties and just had to try them on, so I left him with my shopping bags and went into a changing room. I could still hear him grumbling from in there. When I came out, he grew silent and wide-eyed. "Well, what do you think?" I asked him, smiling. He was speechless. I guess he had never seen a woman half-naked either. I deduced that when he dropped the shopping bags and was still staring.  I giggled at his response and took it for a yes. After our day of shopping and pigging out at all the junk food areas, we went home. Something happened that night that I'll never forget...

It was a nice, cool, moonless night. I slept peacefully in bed. I could tell Vegeta was still awake because he was training in the Gravity Room yet again.  After yelling for him to get some sleep, I heard some grumbling and a final grunt of agreement. OF course he knew I wouldn't let him sleep without another shower, so he took one. But the thing was, he didn't go to bed. I heard my door slowly open and light peered into the room and shot at my face, waking me up instantly. "Yes?" I asked, sitting up. Vegeta's eyes widened. I blinked, oblivious as to what he was staring at, but then I remembered that I sleep naked and I was sitting there topless before him. (And all he had on was some red and white striped boxers I bought him). I was just about ready to throw a pillow at him because he wouldn't leave. But, instead of responding, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. "Is something wrong?" I asked. He still didn't answer me and crawled onto the bed and approached me. I got a little nervous that maybe he was a little pissed because of the creepy look on his face. My fear turned to surprise when in an instant, our lips touched! And what a kisser he was! I melted into it. We continued to kiss until we were both breathless. I sat back, still catching my breath when I noticed him taking off his boxers! Any other person would've resisted, but there was no way I was gonna! I hadn't had sex in about a year and Yamcha sure wasn't givin' me any! The darkness of my bedroom almost made it impossible to see, but I could feel just fine. A shuddering breath escaped my lips when I felt him plant a kiss on my breast. The kisses continued as he caressed it with both his hands. He sucked at it and laid tongue kisses on it. It took my breath away! Especially since he gave equal treatment to the other. Then I felt his kisses lower down to my stomach and soon...well, you can figure it out! I could feel his hot tongue probing inside me. I clutched the bedsheets, gasps and passionate moans flying from my mouth. Then I felt him insert two of his fingers in as well. I bit my lower lip, tilting my head back and moaning louder. It drove me insane! He soon pulled out of me. Even through the darkness, I could see his big toothy grin as I felt his hands spread my legs apart. I knew what to expect now and I had been waiting for a moment like this for so long. I gasped in shock when I felt his manhood within me. I should've dated Goku before Chi Chi got her hands on him! I had no idea Saiiyans were so..BIG! And hard too. It turned me on, it did. I felt him push within me and fell on my back, clutching the bed sheets as he pushed deeper and deeper within me. I gasped and moaned. My breasts bounced up and down, up and down as he pushed deeper and faster. He was soon lying on top of me, grinning devilishly down on me as was soon pushing faster and harder! I screamed louder and louder until we both reached our climax. I felt him explode within me. It pretty much added to the heat we already created.

The next morning was bright and calm and cheery. Ugh. When I tried to sit up, I realized Vegeta was sleeping naked on top of me! My eyes widened. Then my memory of last night returned to me and I groaned. Vegeta's head lay heavily on top of left breast and I soon sensed him stirring. Well, what do you mean you don't know what stirring means? He was wakin' up darn it! And I guess his memory of last night returned to him too and he sat up immediately. "What the hell just happened?!!" he yelled. I smirked, "We just had wild monkey sex last night." He was pretty much speechless. I would've been too. But instead of yelling "I don't believe this!", a smirk curled his lips..and it scared me. "Now I remember.." he trailed off as he suddenly gripped me in a liplock. (A kiss darn it!) I felt his arms wrap around my waist and I knew what would take place from there.

Days and weeks had passed since that night and morning. Vegeta never really showed any affection towards me. Not unless we were in bed. I was soon convinced that I was in love with him. The others told me I was crazy to have such feelings for him. (Yamcha especially). I don't see what his problem was. He never did once seduce me. At least not like Vegeta. Okay, okay, so I lied!  Yamcha was good in bed too, just not as good as Vegeta. A few weeks later after a trip to the clinic, I stormed home where Vegeta was and into the Gravity Room. (After turning off the gravity of course!) "What is it?!" he yelled. "The doctor just said I'm pregnant!!" I yelled back. He was speechless, but then he smirked.  And that smirk was so annoying that I wanted to slap him. He was proud of himself for doing what he did that one night (And what he did the nights after).  I hadn't heard from the others in a while. Oh yeah. They were all training for the battle against those androids that that purple-haired boy had told us about.  It was obvious he was a saiiyan. I wondered who his parents were. After going into labor and giving birth to Trunks, I had learned a new side of myself. He was so tiny and fragile and I loved him so much! Vegeta on the other hand, couldn't have cared less. Quality time meant changing the baby's diaper or feeding him to Vegeta.

You should've seen the looks on the gang's faces when I told them Trunks was mine and Vegeta's. Of course I told Yamcha first and he was forever grumpy about it. I really didn't know what to say when I found out that that purple-haired boy from the future was actually my son. (At least he didn't end up ugly like his father). Vegeta might've never shown compassion for Trunks, but I know he loves him AND me.

THE END