Title: Surprise, Surprise

Author: GW Katrina

Betas: Veggie Otaku and Mom(if somethings wrong, it's

my fault)

Disclaimer: Don't own them

Archive: Anywhere, just tell me.

Surprise, Surprise

/Why am *I* the only one who can do these damn tests./

With a sigh, Trunks laid his head on the table. He 

knew why. Raised to one day take over the company, 

Trunks was the only one who was trained to do this 

stuff.

"Long day?" a soft voice asked as hands began to 

massage Trunks's shoulders.

Rumbling deep in his chest, the pale-haired youth 

leaned into his mate's hands. "A very long day." Blue 

eyes opened. "But I found something interesting."

Picking up one of the reports, Trunks handed it to 

Goten. The other man stopped the massage to take the 

paper. 

Goten had learned to read the stupid things since 

Trunks was always bringing reports to their room. His 

eyes widened as he saw what the paper in his hand said.

"Oh, wow!"

Trunks rolled his eyes with a smile. "'Oh, wow!' is 

all you can say?" His tone was laced with tired humor.

Dropping a kiss on the purple hair, Goten also 

smiled. "Sorry. I mean 'Oh, wow, you incredibly sexy 

man!' Better?"

"Much," snickered Trunks, stealing a kiss. "That's 

Pan's report in your talented hands. I haven't had a 

chance to look at the others yet." He popped his neck.

The warm body at his back left for just a few seconds, 

then Goten pulled a chair up next to Trunks and sat 

down. A soft, dark tail wrapped gently around a pale 

purple one.

"Come on, lover, let's get started." Goten caught 

Trunks's look. "Hey, you expect me to understand 

Pan's, besides, you've brought plenty of these home 

before." Goten gave his lover a dirty look. "I'm not 

stupid, no matter what you think."

"I know you're not stupid," Trunks protested, catching 

Goten's hand. Dropping a kiss in the palm, he met 

Goten's black eyes. "Forgive me?"

"Baka," sighed Goten, leaning forward and giving 

Trunks a kiss. "Always. Unless you run off with Gohan, 

that is."

Both of them laughed, then began going through the 

data.

***

After several hours of looking at and comparing old 

and new information, Goten rubbed his eyes. Grabbing 

the soda next to him, the young man took a deep drink. 

Then he looked at the hormone levels again.

"This can't be right," he muttered. Standing, Goten 

streched, his back popping. "Ahh...." he sighed, 

feeling good now that he was moving.

Taking a look around, Goten saw that Trunks wasn't 

back yet. A smile crossed his face as he went to find 

his mate.

It only took a few minutes for him to find Trunks. The 

purple-haired man was in the kitchen, eating some ice 

cream with red drizzled over it.

"You know, we *can* eat things normally," Goten said 

with a chuckle, stealing a kiss as he moved past his 

lover.

Covering his bowl to keep someone's sneaky fingers 

out, Trunks shrugged. "I know. It's a good thing too, 

because with our appetites, we would kill everyone in 

just a few months. Besides, everything just tastes 

better when it has blood on it." He paused to eat 

another spoonful. "Mmmm, chocolate and blood. Yummy."

Goten chuckled. A sleepy Trunks was a cute Trunks. He 

just got so goofy it was adorable. Grabbing the stuff 

he needed, Goten quickly fixed himself a bowl and sat 

next to Trunks. Their tails twined automatically.

"I will say this," Goten started, sounding muffled 

until he swallowed his mouthful of ice cream. "I would 

have missed normal food." He ate some more.

"Well," said Trunks, still eating his bowlful. "It's a 

good theory that the reason we needed so much blood 

that night was to replace what we lost. Still," he ran 

his finger along his ice cream. Raising his hand, he 

looked at the bright red trailing down his 

finger. "Blood is good." He put his finger in his 

mouth.

Goten moaned as the bloody finger emerged, sucked 

clean. "Don't tease," he said, waving his spoon at his 

lover. Trunks just smiled at him.

Quietly, the pair finished their snack. Rinsing their 

dishes, Goten streched again. "What time is it, 

anyway?"

Trunks looked at the clock. "Two in the morning," he 

told Goten. "Seems like a lot later."

"Oh, by the way," Goten started. He remembered the odd 

report. "There's something I want you to look at."

With a sigh, Trunks also streched. "All right, back to 

work we go." They headed back to the lab office.

***

It had been a full morning for Vegeta and Goku. They 

had woke up, mated, sparred, mated, showered, mated in 

the shower, showered some more, and now were in the 

kitchen eating.

As the smell of food filled the air, the others in the 

household made their way to the source. Upon seeing 

the mountain of food(delivered, of course) they joined 

their parents in demolishing it.

The last to join the group were Goten and Trunks, who 

staggered in from the direction of the lab. Seeing the 

food, they attacked it, surprising the others with 

their hunger.

Once the table was clear, everyone stayed in their 

chairs, enjoying the memory of the huge feast. Then 

Goten stood up and left the room. Trunks stayed in his 

seat, looking like the cat who ate the canary.

Before anyone else could think about moving, Goten was 

back with a stack of folders, which he handed to 

Trunks.

Taking them, he quickly flipped through the files and 

pulled out the one labeled 'Pan.' With their sharp 

eyes, the others at the table could also read it.

"You won't believe what I found on this report." 

Trunks stated, his face serious.

"What? Is Pan all right?" Goku and Gohan were on their 

feet, moving towards Trunks. Bra and Pan shared a 

fearful look. Vegeta stayed where he was. He knew that 

he wouldn't understand what the paper said until his 

son explained it.

"All right," Trunks started, looking at the 

others. "You know how Mom was tracking how saiyan and 

human genes mixed, right?" Everyone nodded. "Well 

this," the young man pointed to a line. "This is Pan's 

test results from the last test Mom did. Human genes 

are blue, saiyan genes red."

The line was mostly a deep purple, with several solid 

blue spots, and a few red ones.

Now Trunks pointed to the next line. "Right here is 

the results of the test I did." A moment of silence, 

then everyone besides Goten looked at him blankly. 

Trunks groaned and let his head hit the table.

"Duh, you guys, look at the code." Blank looks shifted 

from Trunks to Goten. Goku's second son rolled his 

eyes. "Every single gene is saiyan. Totally red. Pan, 

from a genetic standpoint, is a full-blooded saiyan. 

She's no more human than Vegeta or Dad."

Now the blank stares turned to surprise. "She's a 

saiyan? A real saiyan?" Gohan was the first to speak.

"She's not the only one." Lifting his head to look at 

his family, Trunks continued. "Everyone who used to 

have human genes no longer does. Well," he corrected 

himself. "Bra and I still have our hair and eye color, 

but they show as saiyan."

Suddenly, blue eyes locked on Vegeta. "Dad, can I ask 

you a question?"

Still stunned by the news, Vegeta looked slightly 

gapejaw at his son. "What is it, Brat?"

"Why didn't you tell us that saiyan males could bear 

children?"

"It's common knowledge. A majority of saiyan males are 

able to bear children. With so few females, it was the 

only way for our race to survive. Besides, the 

blending of human and saiyan blood removed that 

trait." A wary look crossed his face. "Didn't it?"

Trunks and Goten exchanged looks. "Well," Trunks 

looked everywhere except his father. "We're not part 

human anymore. We're full saiyans. 

The tests Goten and I looked at also contained hormone 

tests. Congratulations, Dad, Goku. You're going to be 

grandpas."

The news snapped everyone out of their shock, just to 

slap them in the face with more reality twists.

"Gra....Grandpas?" stammered Goku. Vegeta just stared. 

Gohan, Bra, and Pan all struggled not to laugh at them.

The two young men nodded. "I'm pregnant. About three 

weeks along. Goten noticed something odd on my hormone 

report. I looked at them, we redid the test. They 

matched up." Trunks looked at his dad. "How long are 

saiyan pregnancies?"

Staring at the table as if he could see his son's 

stomach, Vegeta figured it up. "About six months by 

this planet's time," he said. Then he passed out.

Looking at the fallen man, Goku smirked openly. "I 

think you two just did the impossible. You took down 

Vegeta without a single strike." He crouched down and 

picked up the smaller man. "I'm going to take him 

upstairs, then I'm going to pick up some more food." 

Goku vanished, Vegeta in his arms.

Everyone who still sat around the table burst into 

laughter. Gohan slouched onto the table, too weak with 

laughter to stay up. Bra and Pan fell out of their 

chairs, giggling hard. Goten and Trunks leaned against 

each other, chuckling weakly as their air ran out.

Once everyone had regained control, Bra slipped over 

to her big brother. Tugging at Trunks's shirt, she 

looked deep into his blue eyes. "I'm gonna be an aunt?"

Smiling at his little sister, Trunks nodded. "Yes, 

Bra. You're going to be an aunt." 

"And you'll be a cousin," Gohan told Pan. "I'm going 

to be an uncle." He blinked, and an evil grin crossed 

his face. Looking at Trunks and Goten, Gohan 

smirked. "Oh, you two are going to hate me. I am SO 

going to pay you back for how much you spoiled my kid. 

Your kid is going to be spoiled rotten."

Two pairs of eyes, one blue, one black, looked at 

Gohan in surprise. "Man, Gohan, you got mean when we 

changed." 

That statement reminded Gohan of the reason for all 

the tests. "You find out what caused..." He paused, 

unsure on how to word it. "This?" A tail wave.

Trunks nodded. "We were right. It had something to do 

with that night. Whatever caused those lights and the 

sky to turn red did this to us. It triggered our 

saiyan genes to, well...."

"Eat our human ones," supplied Goten.

Gohan stared at them. "Eat?" He wanted to be sure.

Goten and Trunks nodded. "Radiation of some type. It 

only affected those with saiyan blood. We think it 

might have affected Dad and Goku also." Serious eyes 

looked at the others. "I was going to ask Dad what the 

ancient saiyans were like. I mean, he acts all 

possessive, and Goku seems more, um, vicious."

Nodding slowly, Gohan his mind struggled to accept it. 

Were they really full saiyans, or were they some type 

of mutant? If they were saiyans, why were they turning 

into ancient ones, if they were?

His thoughts were broken by two huge yawns. Gohan 

focused on the source, and saw that Trunks and Goten 

were leaning against each other, eyes barely open. Bra 

and Pan had vanished, and Gohan felt slightly guilty. 

Both Goten and Trunks had stayed up all night to do 

this, and were not even given a 'thank you' for thier 

troubles.

Rising to his feet, Gohan moved to the pair. "Come on 

you two, time for you to crash."

"No crash," muttered Goten. "Hitting the ground hurts."

"Ouchy. Ground hard," added Trunks.

A full-fledged Son smile on his face, Gohan herded the 

younger men to their room, making sure they made it to 

the bed before they actually did hit the ground.

Once they were on the bed, the couple curled up around 

each other.

Pulling a sheet over them, Gohan said, "Thank you."

He left the room, and on the bed, two people smiled, 

already lost in dreams.

The End

Author's Notes: Story takes place about a month after 

the change. As for what Vegeta does, I had a g-grandpa 

who was Greek, very stern, quite alot like Vegeta 

actually. He did the same thing when he learned my 

grandma was pregnant. Enjoy