I'll settle for you, chapter 8
Zoicyte aka Johnnyjosh
Warnings; Language, Yaoi, some het this chapter, strange stuff.
Notes; Weirdness, insanity, humor (at least I think some of it's funny, anyway), some MAJOR OOC, WAFFY, sap and silliness in places, AU, THIS IS BASED ON THE ANIME. I guess this takes place when Bra is like, 16, Goten and Trunks are like, 27 and 28 respectively, and Pan is about 14. You'll have to excuse me if I make a few mistakes with plot and characters, I've only seen DBZ up until the cell saga.
Pairing; Piccolo + Vegeta, Gohan + Videl, Goku + Juunanigou.
Description; The second baby's here! Two more on the way!
Disclaimer; Don't own 'em, not makin' any money.
Notes; Thanks to Lara, Zab Jade and Jari S for the help with my questions.
Four months later.......
Bulma had attempted to gather together everyone for a baby shower, but Vegeta and Goku both had vetoed the idea, both
of them stating that they could have a party after the babies were born. Bulma had protested the idea, but Goku had been
surprisingly insistent, finally convincing her and everyone else.
Vegeta and Piccolo's house.......
"I'm going to go and see how Kakarott and Juunanigou are doing." Vegeta grumbled, searching through the house for the car keys. "Are you sure you don't want to come?
Piccolo sighed sadly. "No..you go on...I'm sure you and Goku have lots to talk about now." He turned away and walked into Chella's room, and Vegeta saw the tears in the Namek's eyes.
"Piccolo!" Vegeta cried as he raced down the hall and caught up with him. "W..what's wrong?" He stared at him in concern.
Piccolo sighed again. "Nothing's wrong. Why would you think that....just because you and Goku, the last Saiyans left, are both pregnant at the same time...and you're both spending all kinds of time together now...... and...you're not here with me and the baby all the time....and....I'm not worried about you running off with Goku...well...not really...and...and....WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!" Piccolo bellowed, scaring Chella awake with a cry.
"I sure as hell would like to know myself." Vegeta hissed as he picked up the squalling infant.
Piccolo looked at the baby, who instantly calmed down in Vegeta's arms as the Saiyan prince held her tightly to his chest and purred low in his throat, the sound making her chortle happily.
"First I'm driving you to into Goku's arms, and now the baby even prefers you to me!" Piccolo wailed as he ran into the bedroom and threw himself down on the bed, sobbing.
"What?!" Vegeta cried, resuming his purr instantly as Chella began to fuss. "Piccolo!" He ran into the bedroom and sat down beside his lover. "Where the hell is all this coming from!" Vegeta demanded, getting angry. "What the hell do you mean driving me into Goku's arms? You and I just had a baby four and a half months ago, and I'm due with our next child in about two weeks. I'm not going anywhere!" He leaned down and kissed the back of Piccolo's head, and set Chella beside him. "Look at her Piccolo...she loves her mother." Vegeta said quietly.
Piccolo turned his head to the side and looked at his daughter. Chella gazed back at him with wide, dark eyes, cooing and smiling at him sweetly. Piccolo groaned and scooped her up gently. "I'm sorry little one.." He sobbed, then reached up to pull Vegeta down beside him. "I'm sorry to you too koi." He kissed Vegeta slowly and tenderly.
"Yes yes this is all very heartwarming," Vegeta snapped as he struggled to get off the bed, "but it's murder on my back!" he slid off Piccolo and slowly rose to his feet, most of his usual grace gone because of his incredibly swollen belly.
"Now." He said curtly. "You are going to pack up a bag for Chella, and we I repeat WE are going to see Kakarott and Juunanigou. Understood?"
"Yeah...understood." Piccolo sat up and grabbed Vegeta's arm, gently pulling him closer and kissing him hungrily. "Only another few weeks, then we can get back to having fun." He wriggled his eyebrows at the chuckling Saiyan.
"Sure my big green hentai...we'll have all the fun you want, until we both get pregnant again." He smirked.
Piccolo's eyes widened. "Maybe we should talk to Bulma about the possibility of birth control."
Vegeta threw back his head and laughed. "Come on you two, let's go."
Goku and Juunanigou's place.....
Juunanigou prepared a virtual feast of all of Goku's favorite foods, including several luscious deserts, trying to make up for the argument they had earlier. *I didn't realize Saiyans got so moody when they became pregnant.* He sighed. "Please eat something koi." He pleaded. "You have to."
"Why are you always trying to tell me what to do!" Goku snapped, getting up and turning the TV on. He flipped through the channels until he found a soap opera.
"Damn you Jason! How dare you cheat on Sheila!" He shrieked, powering up to shoot a ki blast at the TV.
"Goku no!! Don't!" The jinzoningen cried as he raced to stand in front of it.
"Get out of the way!" Goku whined. "I can't see the TV!"
"Only if you promise to eat something." Juun said softly.
"But I'm not hungry!" Goku continued in an excruciatingly annoying whine.
"Goku please..." The jinzoningen pleaded.
"Why are you always trying to get me to eat more? Trying to get me fat so you can have an excuse to dump me?" Goku snarled, made completely irrational by pregnancy hormones coursing through his veins
"I'm just saying Goku that you really need to eat more..you haven't put on the amount of weight Bulma projected you should, and you're starting to look a little gaunt." Juunanigou said reasonably.
"Gaunt?" Goku hissed, stalking over until he was staring down into the very nervous jinzoningen's face. "First you're trying to run my life, and now you're insulting me?" His face twisted with unholy fury, and the now terrified cyborg backed away quickly.
"Wait Goku..." Juunanigou held up his hands in a supplicating gesture. "Please! No!" He shrieked as Goku advanced on
him. He found himself lifted off his feet and carried to the front door. "Goku wha...OOF!" He hit the ground with a solid
thump, and slowly picked himself up off the ground. He turned to look at the door just in time to see a suitcase hurtling
toward him. The large bag hit him square in the face and sent him to the ground, unconscious.
Vegeta turned the car up the drive, and slammed on the brakes as he saw Juunanigou out cold on the ground, clothes
strewn everywhere. Piccolo jumped out of the car and ran into the house, telling Vegeta to stay with Chella and Juun.
Piccolo stopped cold in the doorway to the living room. The rest of the house was spotless, but the living room was a disaster area. Dirty dishes were strewn all over the furniture, food covered the rug and the wall behind the TV, as if someone had been hurling the food at it as well. Amidst all the mess, sat Son Goku, curled up on the couch, dipping kosher pickles into a gallon pail of pistachio ice cream and shouting obscenities at the TV.
"Damn you! You bastard! How could you?" Goku wailed and burst into tears as some guy on the program informed his wife he was leaving her for someone else.
"Goku?" Piccolo asked incredulously. "Are you alright?" He cautiously approached his longtime friend, shocked at the change in him. Goku's cheekbones were prominent, his eyes sunken and surrounded by dark rings, his muscle mass was decreasing, and his hair was dull, and almost flat, most of the spikes hanging limply.
Goku brightened as soon as Piccolo spoke to him. "Hey! Piccolo!" He clapped an ice cream covered hand on the Namek's shoulder, not noticing the way Piccolo winced and looked around for a cloth to clean himself off. "Cool! I haven't seen you since the banquet at Bulma's place! How ya been?" He grinned at him, and Piccolo shivered. Goku looked around. "But where's the baby and Vegeta?" He asked. "I wanna see Chella." Goku pouted.
"PICCOLO!! GOKU!! HELP ME! VEGETA...HE..Oh Kami!" Juunanigou's terrified scream brought both men racing out of the house.
Vegeta lay unconscious in the driveway, his face greyish white as Juun cradled him in his lap. Chella hearing the scared cyborg's cry began to wail.
"What happened?!" Piccolo cried, his pulse thundering in his temples as he saw the smear of blood in the driveway.
"I....I don't know.." Juunanigou said, tears in his eyes. "When I woke up he was kneeling beside me asking me if I was alright, and then his face went pale and he doubled over holding his stomach."
"Dammit! Bulma was worried about the way the baby was growing, saying it was getting too big too fast....I've got to get him to Capsule Corp." Piccolo said, his voice hoarse with worry. "Bulma will know what to do."
Goku placed one hand on Piccolo's shoulder and the other on Vegeta's chest. "Stay with the baby alright? I'll be back soon." Goku turned and smiled at Juun, who breathed a sigh of relief to finally see a trace of the old Goku for the first time in two months.
"Sure." He said, leaning forward to plant a kiss on Goku's cheek before the Namek and both Saiyans vanished. "Well,
looks like it's just you and me for a while kid." He said softly as he unstrapped Chella's car seat and brought her into the
Trunks jumped and let out a startled cry as the three warriors appeared in the room Bulma had set up for Vegeta and Goku's delivery. "What's going on?" He asked as he saw the way Piccolo was cradling his father.
"Go get your mother." Goku commanded as he helped Piccolo lay the still unconscious Vegeta on the bed.
A few minutes later a very worried Bulma rushed in, followed by three women in scrubs. "What happened?" She snapped as the nurses helped her with her scrubs and gloves. A doctor breezed into the room and asked her a few quiet questions, and they came to stand over Vegeta as Goku and Piccolo told her what had happened. "I was afraid of this." She said as they set up an IV line and gave Vegeta the anaesthetic so he wouldn't wake up at the wrong time.
"Afraid of what?" Piccolo demanded.
"The baby got too big too fast." Bulma said quickly. "It's stretched the...I guess you could call it a uterus, it works in exactly the same way.....anyway, it's been stretched too much in too short a time, and now it's ruptured. If we don't get the baby out and stop the internal bleeding, we could lose them both."
They quickly swabbed Vegeta's abdomen, cleaning and disinfecting it before the doctor picked up a scalpel.
Unable to stand it anymore, Goku and Piccolo turned away. Suddenly Piccolo remembered something.
"Can you take me back to the car?" He gripped Goku's shoulder tightly. "I have some senzu beans there!" The two vanished, and reappeared minutes later, just in time to see the baby lifted from Vegeta's abdomen.
"It's a boy!" Bulma said happily, holding him out for them to see. "Give him one of those senzu beans Piccolo, and make it snappy!" She ordered, waving the doctor away before he could start stitching up the sleeping Saiyan. She went to weigh, measure and clean up the baby as Piccolo tried to get the bean into Vegeta.
The doctor stared in amazement as Vegeta's injuries, and the incision healed before his very eyes.
"Mrs. Briefs told me these Saiyans had strong constitutions, but I had no idea!" He whispered as Piccolo snickered quietly.
A few moments later, Vegeta's eyes fluttered open. "Ah...that was awful." He winced, then sat up. "Where's the baby?" He looked around anxiously.
"Right here!" Bulma beamed as she strode into the room with the wailing child in her arms. "It's a boy Vegeta."
"Good." Vegeta crossed his arms and stuck his tongue out at Piccolo. "Now he will be named what I want him to be named." He said haughtily, before reaching his arms out eagerly for the baby.
Piccolo laughed out loud, grinning at Bulma who giggled as she handed Vegeta his son.
The baby had spiky black hair that had a blue green opalescent sheen in bright light and a long furry reddish brown tail. His eyes were the same shape as his mother's, the same color as well. His eyebrows thick and dark, possessing the same sheen as his hair. His skin was pale, but had a very light greenish tinge to it.
"Wow Vegeta, he looks more like you than Piccolo." Goku observed. "It's the same thing that happened with Chella. The babies look more like their mothers."
"So what's this one's name?" Goku asked, grinning as he reached down to tickle the baby's cheek.
"I'm naming him what that onna wouldn't let me name my first born son!" Vegeta shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Bulma, who glared at him. "His name is Vegeta Daimou!" He said, tilting his head up as the baby squealed and laughed in his arms.
Bulma and Goku looked at each other and giggled. "O....okay Vegeta..heh heh...whatever you w..want." Goku said between chuckles.
"Stop laughing and take me back to my daughter baka!" Vegeta snapped, getting off the bed and standing beside Piccolo. He levitated himself and kissed the end of Piccolo's nose before handing Vegeta Jr. to him. "I want to go home and spend some time with my family."
"So Goku, not long now!" Bulma grinned at the nervous Saiyan. "Soon you'll be ready to deliver."
"Yeah...." Goku shivered, wrapping his arms around himself. "Hey...would you guys be here for me when I do?" Goku asked Piccolo and Vegeta shyly.
The two warriors exchanged glances, then both hugged him. "Sure." Piccolo said softly.
"Thanks....I..I'm getting kind of nervous now..." Goku stammered, eyeing Vegeta's hand where Bulma had inserted an IV needle earlier.
"Don't worry Kakarott. It's not going to be so bad for you." Vegeta reassured him.
"I hope you're right." Goku said softly, clinging to his friends.
"Don't worry Goku. I've got something special for you." Bulma smiled at him. "I'm going to knock you out with gas." She said, holding up a mask. "No needles." She grinned.
"Hey! That's great!" Goku beamed, running over and hugging her. "Thanks a lot!"
Bulma laughed. "No problem, now get these two back home and get some rest!" She ordered, scowling at him sternly.
"Yes ma'am!" Goku said, giving her a mock salute and running over to Piccolo and Vegeta. He grinned and waved at her as the three of them disappeared.
"Whew! One down, one to go!" Bulma said with heartfelt relief as she walked back to the house.
To Be Continued.......
Sorry this one was so short, and yes, I had to give one of them some pregnancy problems.....