Goku's POV

A month has gone by...

I was hungry, all I could think about was food. I growled impatiently as Vegeta cooked in our small capsule house. Bulma has given it too us as a baby shower gift.

Bulma was very excepting as she knew her and Vegeta's spark had already fizzled out. They were still close friends and raised Trunks together as well as helping raise Goten and Gohan.

My ex wife in the other hand threw a fit when I handed her the divorce papers. She lashed out and tried to hit my stomach. Bad move, Vegeta had her in ki binders in a split second. She agreed to sign the papers and decided she wanted nothing to do with us and abandoned Goten and Gohan.

Goten took it hardest but he's doing better now. He chose to live with Trunks and Bulma but comes over on weekends. They both come and stay a couple nights. All they ever ask about is the baby, it's kinda cute in a way.

Gohan moved into a college dorm. He comes back and visits but not very often. I blamed myself for that one.

My growling stomach snapped me back into the present. I sighed and rubbed my stomach.

"Foods almost ready you two."

I looked up to find Vegeta wearing an apron that said kiss the cook. I chuckled and nodded at him, he always finds ways to make me smile. Though he'll never admit to anyone he does this stuff and I'm fine with that. It's just for me anyways.

Vegeta soon placed four plates in front of me containing all my favorites. I gobbled them down in record speed as Vegeta calmly but quickly ate his.

Vegeta stopped short and pushed his plate towards me. He's stopped eating as much as me, always wanting to make sure we get enough nutrients. I would fight back but I know Vegeta, it's useless.

I finished off his plate and with some effort got up. My belly has gotten a lot bigger this past month. It's still muscled and toned, just a good bit bigger.

Vegeta was pleased at the growth as other things started to grow too. I wonder if everything one women grows too? Blushing I shook the thought off. I went to go wash my dishes but Vegeta stopped me.

"Let me Kaka." He said as he took them and scrubbed them off. A few months ago I couldn't even get him to wear deodorant consistently.

I sighed and decided just too go to the couch. My feet were aching anyways. It sucks not being able to fight but hopefully it's all worth it.

As I plopped down I realized what I had just said to myself.

Hopefully

What if I really aren't cut out for this and ruin my relationship with her like I did with Gohan. My mind started racing which isn't normal, sometimes I struggled to even get one thought.

I rubbed my stomach quicker. White noise started in my ear. I started panting. sweat poured down my neck. Thought after thought after tho-

A hand on my shoulder snapped me back to reality. I looked up to find Vegeta huffing in front of me.

"Kakarot don't stress like that it's bad for the baby."

I was back. Birds outside happily chirped in the morning air. The wind chimes Bulma set up made quiet sounds. The water in the tap dripped slowly.

I shook my head and looked up at my mate. I gave him a silly smile and chuckled.

"Sorry, got lost in thought." I said as I grabbed his hand, lacing my fingers with his.

Vegeta huffed again and plopped down next to me, his arms pulling me into his lap.

Vegeta may very well be smaller then me but he'll never admit it. He loves to hold us. Us.

Vegeta's hands have left mine sand are tracing circles on my stomach. I can feel his ki interacting with her's.

He flicks on the morning news and we calmly watch together till a sharp pain hits me and I wince. Vegeta looks up from the tv and at my face. His eyes are filled with concern but I shake my head brushing him off. He calmly goes back to the tv thinking it's nothing.

Is it really nothing?....

TBC