A/N: I don't own the Dragon Ball franchise and its characters.

"Gokuuu..."

I held Bulla's trembling little form close to me as I spilled myself inside her. Her small hands clung to me tightly, her nails digging into my skin and leaving nasty nail marks as she held on to me in such a way that would seem as if her life depended on it.

I buried my face at the side of her neck as her inner walls milked my cock further, making it twitch rapidly as I spilled out the last drops of my seed inside her. My muscles twitched and my body shuddered from the strain of my release, the tremors coursing from me towards her.

Ahh.. my Bulla. She never fails to satisfy me every single time we would make love. She would drain me of my energy at the same time make me feel alive again. I don't know how she does it but this is something which only she could do to me. Well, only she, because I had never experienced being with another woman besides her and my former wife, Chichi. And I admit, Chichi had never been able to do this to me before.

"I.. love you.." I heard Bulla say in between her labored breaths. She snuggled closer to me and buried her face into my naked chest.

I smiled and kissed her hair. I always loved it whenever she proclaimed her love for me, but I love it the most when she does it right after our lovemaking sessions.

"Love you too.." I answered as I tightened my arm around her waist. I felt my wife shivering as she lay snuggled against me, and I powered up a bit and draped the comforter around our naked bodies to keep her warm.

"I'm sorry. Was I too much for you?" I asked her in an apologetic tone. I could sense energies and I knew that our recent activities tired Bulla out. She may be a half Saiyan, but she is not a fighter like the rest of us.

"No.. it's all right. Don't worry about me. You should think about yourself, for you still have a fight to win tomorrow." She answered softly.

I smiled when I heard what she said. Yes, we do have a fight to win tomorrow indeed. We are once again participants in a tournament similar to the Tournament of Power that was held many years ago, where fighters from different universes would come to test their strength against other opponents.

Bulla wrapped an arm around my midsection and kissed my chest. "I know you'll win. I'm sure of it." She said.

I just hugged her closer to me as a response to what she said. My sweet little wife. Trust her to always be there to boost my morale and lift my spirits up. Never once did she doubt me, nor mocked me whenever I failed. She was always there to support me, to help me stand up whenever I stumbled, and to welcome me with open arms whenever I came home victorious.

'Of course I'll win. I'll win for you.. and for him..' I thought to myself as I rubbed her flat abdomen lightly. Bulla doesn't know it yet, but in a few months, she's going to have our son. Yes, a son. As to how I know it's a son instead of a daughter, well, I guess my Saiyan instincts had something to do with it.

I hugged my wife close to me as I watched her sleeping peacefully in my arms. I always thought that I am so lucky to have her, and I thank the gods for giving her to me when my world almost ended after Chichi died. Bulla became the reason why my life became meaningful once more, and I never thought it could happen because I was so devastated when Chichi had died. But this beautiful little creature made me realize that there's still hope after all the pain, that there's still sunshine after all the rain.

My Bulla, she is the reason for my existence.

And I don't know what I would do without her by my side.