Three months had passed since that night of exchange of words and surprises, and since then Bulma's pregnancy progressed favorably to the point that there were two weeks left before the delivery would take place.
As usual in this period of time, Goku had stayed by her friend's side, fulfilling his duty and not neglecting his training for the future tournament.
Now they went out much less than before and spent most of their time at home, chatting, eating and having fun.
Goku kept discovering new things every day and Bulma noticed all of that. Both moved forward together during all these months and would continue to do so with the upbringing of their future daughter, who would be born in two weeks.
Today the day so longed for by Goku had arrived, the day the world martial arts tournament was going to start, the twenty-third edition.
It should be remembered that the previous editions of the tournament had Tenshinhan and Jackie Chun as winners, in both Goku was a finalist and in both he ended up losing those fights.
But in this edition Goku would face someone extremely powerful, the son of his old and powerful enemy: Piccolo Jr.
The dark-haired man got up early and began to do physical exercises in the forest, before leaving for Capsule Corporation. Once there, the young man continued to do his training in the courtyard while Bulma was still sleeping.
"I must win the tournament no matter what, or at least beat Piccolo's son if I want to ensure peace in the world" the boy reasoned with a calm smile impregnated in his features.
Goku was kicking and punching the air at monstrous speed. He wore the orange gi to adapt his body to the great weight he was carrying on top of him, added to his boots and also his wristbands, which had a relevant weight.
Bulma's pov.
I frowned when I felt the sun's rays on my face and turned off the alarm clock whose alarm was starting to irritate me. In the last few nights I had slept very little due to insomnia and I had to ask Goku to keep me company on several occasions.
I took off the sheet I used all night and let out a yawn before slowly getting out of bed, with the huge belly I had my movements were restricted.
A month and a half ago, the doctor recommended that apart from eating fresh food, I should maintain good posture, such as lowering my shoulders, raising my chest, spreading my feet or tucking in my buttocks.
This is undoubtedly great, apart from having gained enormous weight, I sweated without having made any effort and sometimes even suffocating sensations invaded my body as if it were an express oven.
I began to walk in the direction of the bathroom letting out several yawns and I arrived in a matter of seconds. It didn't take long for me to fill the tub with water, add soap and mineral salts, and get into it after I'd gotten rid of my clothes.
It was very relaxing to be like this but I couldn't spend the whole day in the bathtub as much as I wanted to. Today the martial arts tournament began and he had to give Goku all the possible support... and the rest of his friends of course.
I decided I wasn't going to go with him, at least not with this belly. I wasn't ready to tell others about my pregnancy and how I managed to stay in this state, so I would stay here at home and watch the tournament on TV.
Of course, I would have to tell Goku that I wouldn't go with him and also tell him not to talk to anyone about us... I mean our current situation as future parents, I hope Goku doesn't screw up...
About the other... I don't know, Goku has shown me that he is someone with whom you can form a life project, he has been with me every day since the first week of pregnancy and thanks to him I have also grown personally. Maybe I... no, I don't want to screw everything up.
I got out of the tub and grabbed a towel to dry off. I stared at myself in the mirror for a few moments, admiring all the changes produced in my body in these months.
My breasts had grown quite a bit due to the hormonal factor and I got stretch marks around the areolas and on the hips, I had really lost my beautiful and beautiful figure but I hoped to get it back after giving birth.
After looking at myself in the mirror I left the bathroom wearing a robe and went back to my room to get dressed and then go down to breakfast.
Ah, another great advantage of being pregnant is that I have to wear bigger clothes and more comfortable shoes, goodbye fashion stores and hello plus size stores for unattractive women.
Despite that, I was not going to lose my touch, so I decided to dress according to my tastes, although of course it was not the same as a few months ago, when I was dressed in fashion.
I spritzed on perfume and smeared crimson lipstick on my lips before heading downstairs to the dining room for breakfast.
"Good morning dear, those clothes you're wearing look great on you" that was my mother's voice, although I didn't know if she meant it seriously or as sarcasm... anyway, my mother walked towards me holding a plate with cakes .
"Mom, remember that I shouldn't eat more than one sweet a week, and yesterday I ate..." I warned my mother with a tired voice, I told her the same thing so many times that she had lost count.
"Oh sure, I forgot" she commented as I sat down to eat a couple of graham crackers with a cup of hot tea.
"Ah, Goku is outside making strange movements, he's been there for a couple of hours" as soon as my mother finished those words I got up from my seat.
"Hey?! What is he doing out there?" I asked at that moment. Well, I was grateful that she hadn't caught me getting out of the shower.
"Oh... he said that he would wait for you to wake up to go together to the island where a tournament will be held" informed my mother and as soon as I heard it I lowered my head.
Let's see how she told Goku that this time we wouldn't all be together...
Normal pov.
At the end of her breakfast, Bulma left the dining room towards the terrace, where Goku was doing her stretching.
"Hey Goku, I'm over here" Bulma stated, drawing the attention of his friend, who instantly noticed and walked towards her.
"How are you Bulma?" the boy asked with his intrinsic smile.
"Oh… quite well, my mother told me that you were waiting for me to leave together…" Bulma spoke up keeping a doubtful tone.
"Sure, that way we'll get there as soon as possible and I can start fighting" added Goku, kicking the air with great emotion.
"Yes, and speaking of which... I won't go with you, I'll stay cheering you on from here at home," Bulma spoke as his friend widened his eyes.
"Why will you not go?" Goku asked curiously, Bulma saw that she wasn't upset though she was no wonder coming from him.
"You see… I still don't want our friends to know about my pregnancy…" Bulma explained, "I want to tell them when it's appropriate, so I hope you collaborate and don't say anything" she added with a gloomy smile.
Goku nodded his head quickly, it had become clear to him that "talking to her friends about Bulma's pregnancy meant dealing with her anger", of course seeing Bulma angry was not on her wish list.
"I-I understand, I won't tell them anything..." Goku mentioned smiling nervously. "Then... I should go now Bulma"
"Yes... I'll be supporting you from here, go and win that tournament" Bulma spoke with a smile as she gave her friend a thumbs up "Ammm... if they ask about me tell them I'm sick, anyway I'll do a call to Master Roshi"
"Okay, if they ask about you I'll say you're sick" the boy spoke paraphrasing her friend, it was wrong to lie but it was worse to see Bulma angry.
Bulma watched as the dark-haired man called out to his flying cloud and climbed on it. Something inside her told her to run to him and tell him about the feelings that had been building in her over these nine months, but Bulma feared one thing... That's why she didn't go for it.
"Goku!" Bulma yelled before the boy took off. "Be careful please... I don't want to lose you... and neither does she..." she spoke touching her belly with a worried face.
"Don't worry Bulma, everything will be fine" the boy spoke giving his a thumbs up along with a radiant smile "When I come back we can go to karaoke if you want."
"I'd like that, of course" Bulma asserted, letting out a small laugh, "Go, I'll be waiting for you... when you come back there's something I'd like to talk to you about..."
"Okay Bulma, then…see you later!" Goku took flight and Bulma waved her hand from left to right.
'I hope this doesn't ruin it' Bulma asked letting out a sigh and entering her house.