Author's Note: I decided to end this story by writing in Goku's POV.

I looked around and smiled contentedly when I saw that every decoration and detail had been made meticulously and accordingly.

Everything looked perfect.

A few meters away from me, I saw my wife carrying our one year old son in her arms, while she talked to one of the party organizers. Today, we are celebrating our son's first birthday and I invited everyone else to join us. Gohan and his family are already here, actually, they were the first ones to arrive among all our guests.

I approached Bulla and our son, whom we named Goku Jr., and I wrapped an arm around Bulla's waist, making her lean against my chest. Our baby son studied his surroundings and smiled when he saw the colorful balloons tied around each of the chairs. They were not ordinary balloons, as each balloon had two or three more balloons placed inside them. I ordered them somewhere in the city a month ago, when we started preparing for Goku's birthday.

In fact, Bulla was surprised when we were planning for our son's first birthday, because I involved myself in the preparations and I personally took care of almost everything, leaving only some minor details to my wife. I laid off from training in order to personally plan and organize our son's birthday, and it was me who had ordered the balloons, tables, chairs, giveaways and other materials to be used for the party while Bulla only contacted the organizers to set up everything, and the catering team for the food. During the day scheduled for food tasting, Bulla didn't expect me to come anymore, she even told me to go training if I wish to, but I surprised her once more when I joined her as we checked on the food that will be served during our son's big day.

I never counted or calculated all the expenses, for I am very much willing to spend a huge sum of money just to give my son a grand birthday party. No amount of money could compare to the look of joy that I'm seeing in my son's eyes right now. It gives me fulfillment that money couldn't give alone. With everything I have, I am willing to give as much as I could, just to see my son happy.

The other guests arrived, and we started Goku's birthday party. Everyone had a great time. All of my friends brough nice gifts for my son, and there was more than enough food for everyone. Bulla had mentioned to me that she really made sure of the food since our guests, including me and Bulla, consisted of Saiyans, and we are known for our voracious appetite; we eat more than the usual person.

Goku's birthday party lasted until night, since some of my friends stayed behind and we adults had a drink, including my sons Gohan and Goten. We talked about random things, but no one mentioned Chichi, Yamcha, or whatever that has happened involving them. As far as I know, they had been transferred to another prison site, after they were found guilty of all the charges pressed against them. I never thought about them anymore, not even during the past months. I am more than contented with my current life now, I have a wife whom I love and who loves me very much in return, and a healthy son who looked and behaved just like me. As early as now, I knew that our Goku would be a great fighter just like the rest of us once he grows up. He might even surpass me if he really pushed himself, which I knew that he would do. After all, he is a Saiyan, and we Saiyans are known to enjoy ourselves when faced with challenges, which includes pushing ourselves beyond our limit so we could get better and stronger than we are now.

"Goku?"

I turned around as I heard Bulla's voice. She had just finished her shower, and she had called me in order to tell me that it was my time to go and take a bath. It had been our habit to take a quick shower before we go to sleep, because well.. It makes us feel more relaxed. Of course, there's more to it than that. After all, she is my wife and I am her husband, which gives out the fact that our bed is not just only for sleeping.

As I have said before, it's also our own "battlefield".

And just like what I do with my enemies or comrades in the true battlefield, I also "spar" and "train" with my wife.

I finished my shower quickly and went out of the bathroom, with only a towel wrapped around my waist. I saw my wife trying to put our baby to sleep as she swayed lightly while singing to him. Seconds later, she placed him in his crib, an indication that he is already asleep.

Bulla sat down on our bed while still looking at Goku, who slept peacefully while hugging his stuffed toy which is designed to look exactly like me, close to him. She smiled warmly before she reached and kissed his forehead. Then she looked at me.

"He looks so peaceful." She said.

I sat beside her without wearing anything besides the towel. After all, I wouldn't need any clothes later when I "spar" with her, I thought wickedly. I wrapped an arm around her waist and she rested her head against my shoulder. I kissed her hair. "I love you, Bulla. You and Goku. You mean everything to me." I whispered against her ear.

She turned to look at me before giving me a loving smile. "I love you too. Thank you for giving our son a grand birthday party and making him happy." She said as she planted a soft kiss on my lips. A kiss that soon became passionate and deep when I responded to her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I pushed her gently on the bed as we kissed, my hands already busy roaming her body.

I removed the towel from my waist, leaving me naked as the day when my grandfather found me in the woods. I felt my member hardening as it poked against the crotch of Bulla's panties when she wrapped her slender legs around my waist. I continued teasing her by rubbing myself against her, making her moan in protest against our kiss. I detached my lips from hers and chuckled when I saw her reaction.

"G-Gokuuu.. please..." she whimpered. She was once more at my mercy.

"Mmm? Please what?" I asked as I smirked cockily. I was in control now, and I loved it.

Bulla tightened her legs around my waist and tried to pull me closer to her, not caring anymore when my rigid member bore a hole through her panties as it finally slid down inside her. I made sure to stuff her with my length as I filled her to the brim before I started moving slowly inside her, earning another moan of protest from my wife which made me chuckle in amusement once more.

"G-Gokuuuu... Please go... Go faster..." She moaned as she wrapped her arms around my back. I looked at her flushed face, her eyes half lidded while she bit on her plump lips lightly. I felt her nails digging deep into my back. My arousal rose to new heights as I watched her squirming beneath me while I continued penetrating her with slow thrusts.

My wife always brought out the Saiyan in me.

With my mind heavily clouded with desire right now, I decided right there and then that I would give it to her.

It's time for her once more to see and experience what Son Goku Sr. can do.

I quickened my pace and slammed into her with vigorous thrusts, her breasts jiggling and bouncing as I plunged deep into her core. My balls slapped against her pussy and I knew I was so high on sex right now. I pulled Bulla close to me and claimed her lips in another kiss as pressure began to build up within me, making my balls tighten and my legs shake.

With a powerful and hard thrust, I reached my limit and exploded inside her, filling her with my juices as her own secretions coated my cock. My body shook as I gave a few last thrusts and emptied my load inside her. I kissed her lips once more as I tightened my arms around her.

"I love you Bulla... S-So much." I said in between labored breaths.

Bulla smiled at me and caressed my cheek as I continued filling her with my seed. "I love you too, husband." She replied in a soft voice. Her skin is sweaty and just like me, she is struggling to catch her breath. Our recent activities tired my wife out. I would just have to wait until she has rested enough before I start going again.

I rolled to her side a few moments later and Bulla snuggled against my chest, one of her arms draping around my midsection. She soon fell asleep while I remained awake, watching over our son and my wife wrapped safely in my arms. I could feel something different from her, and I couldn't really explain what it is exactly, but it's as if there's another energy signal in her besides her own.

Then a thought hit me.

Could it be possible that my wife is pregnant once more?

I concentrated hard and tried to focus.

Yes, there is indeed another energy signal radiating from her. It's different from hers because it seemed to be laced with my ki as well.

My eyes widened as my suspicions were confirmed.

My wife is indeed pregnant, this time with our second child.

But then, it's not so surprising now, since I always loved to "show her my strength" before we go to sleep.

I pulled the blanket and draped it around our naked bodies and closed my eyes. I decided to let her rest for now. She needs to, since she has already conceived our second baby, and it won't be too good for both of them if Bulla is always worn out.

As I willed myself to sleep, I thought of everything that has happened in my life. I got married to my bestfriend and former rival's only daughter because of manipulation, and I was so broken when I found out that the woman I loved before had an affair with one of my friends. Everything became worse when I learned the whole truth. Not only did I feel betrayed, but I felt more than hurt after learning that they wanted me dead.

And then I started seeing my new wife in a different light. She was always there for me and she tried to fulfill her duties to me despite the way I treated her everyday. Learning what she had actually done for me further developed my already budding feelings for her, and when I almost lost her, I knew right there and then that I could never live without her anymore.

Now, a lot has already happened. She had given me a son, and soon she will give birth to another child.

I am the luckiest man in the world, and I couldn't ask for anything more.

END