I'll settle for you, side story. Spreadin' the news. POV part.

Zoicyte aka Johnnyjosh

Warnings; Language, Yaoi.

Notes; Weirdness, insanity, MAJOR OOC, sap , extreme angst this chapter, 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.

Rating; NC-17.

Pairing; Piccolo + Vegeta.

Description; Vegeta and Piccolo try to deal with the little bundle of joy on the way.

Disclaimer; Don't own 'em, not makin' any money.

Notes; Thanks to Larania for the brainstorming, and Jari for answering Japanese version questions.

"Denotes speaking"

*Denotes thoughts*


I sat on the couch at Dad's cabin, laughing as Pan chased him around the living room, trying to land a decent punch. "Give up hon, you're never going to catch him."

"Just you watch, one of these days....." Pan leaped across the room at her grandfather, giggling.

The phone rang, I never failed to be amazed that Dad had actually consented to having cable and a phone, considering he had never seemed to have much use for them at our house. "I'll get it." I said, laughing as Dad grabbed Pan and lifted her over his head like a toddler. She squealed and grinned down at him. "Hello?" I put the receiver to my ear, only to have to yank it away as my brother's excited voice nearly burst my eardrum.

"Hey Bro!! GUESS WHAT?!! Oh man, you'll never guess what just happened!" Goten was nearly shouting into the receiver.

"Well why don't you just tell me?" I said, getting slightly annoyed as I assumed that he was about to tell me about some new mischief he and Trunks had managed to get into.

"Dude! Piccolo's pregnant!" He said, laughing.

I gasped as I felt the blood drain from my face, the receiver dropping from my numb fingers. I desperately tried to remain standing as my world went gray around the edges, my legs turning to jelly.

Images flashed through my mind, everything from the first time I met Piccolo, which was when I woke up underwater and came up sputtering and crying, to his harsh year of training. I'd learned so much about myself from him. Then the times on Namek, and after we returned to Chikyuu. I remembered all the times he was willing to give his life to protect me, and was always there when I needed him. I saw all the times I would sneak out of the house to go down to the waterfall where I knew I could always find him. I remembered all the times I would catch him just up the hill from our house, watching over me, and all the times I went to him for advice. *When exactly was it I fell in love with him?* I wondered, dazed. *It doesn't really matter now, does it? He's fallen for someone else, before I even realized how I felt.* A ragged sob tore itself from my throat at that thought.

"Gohan? GOHAN!!" I was vaguely aware of my Dad screaming my name, his arms gripping me tightly. As my vision cleared, I looked up at Dad, who was staring down at me, fear written all over his face. I looked over at Pan, who knelt at my side, tears streaming down her face.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" She asked, sniffling and trying not to break into sobs.

I pushed both of them away, got to my feet and walked over to grab the receiver, I could hear Goten shouting, asking what was happening. "Tell Dad what you just told me." I ground out, surprised at the hoarseness of my voice.

Dad got up and came to me, his face confused and alarmed. I hated passing the buck, but I didn't trust myself to speak right then. Dad took the receiver from me, slowly raising it to his ear. "Tell me what's happened son." He said, his face setting into that determined expression he wore just before he engaged in battle. "Piccolo....is WHAT!!! Pregnant!!" He exclaimed. "But how....I....Oh wow!" He flopped down onto the couch, stunned. "But wait, if that's the case......uh huh....then who's..." Dad's eyes widened, his body trembling slightly. "N.....No....No...NO!" He shouted, jumping to his feet and grabbing the phone. He jerked it violently, ripping the cord from the wall, and whipped it across the room where it literally disintegrated, leaving a jagged hole in the wall. I stared at him in shock as he stood in the middle of the room, his power level beginning to skyrocket.

"Pan, go to your Uncle Goten's, O.K.?" I turned. "GO!" I shouted. "Tell Goten to come quick!" I turned back to Dad, and lunged for him as he put two fingers to his forehead, but I was too late. Dad was gone. "Tell Goten to come find us, and hurry!" I suddenly remembered something, grabbing my briefcase and flipping it open. "Here. Call him and tell him to come and find us. I've got to find Dad O.K. sweety?"

"Alright Daddy." She said, still frightened but dialing the number. I went over and gave her a quick kiss before I ran out the front door. I paused for a moment, searching for my Dad's ki, and found it quickly. He was still too upset to hide it properly. I took off in pursuit, not sure exactly what I could do or say, but knowing I had to do something.



I transported myself to a deserted island that I'd come to often when Chi-Chi and I were heading for our divorce, afraid to go anywhere else in my present condition. I could feel my eldest son searching for me, and I knew I should at least try to suppress my ki but I couldn't get my feelings under control. I walked over and slumped to the ground, leaning back against the trunk of a large tree near the beach. *Dammit!* I slammed my fists into the sand helplessly. *Why the hell didn't I tell him how I felt!* I chided myself, but I knew why. I thought that having these kind of feelings for another man was wrong. I'd felt a strange pull toward the Saiyan prince for decades, only realizing that I wanted him in a romantic way about 3 years ago, but never telling him for fear that he would be angry, even disgusted with me. I didn't want to lose what little time I did get to spend with him in our almost weekly sparring sessions. That was one of the reasons I had left Chi-Chi, I didn't think it was fair to keep up the pretense, when I was lusting after someone else. Of course, to be fair to myself, the other reason I had left was that I just got sick and tired of her trying to fit me into her mold. *I am a Saiyan. Vegeta made me realize that, made me aware finally of why I had never really fit into that mold in the first place. Chi-Chi always wanted a ::normal:: husband, but I was being normal, for a Saiyan.* I sighed, wondering why love had to be so fucking complicated, not to mention painful. I leaned my head back against the tree, looking up into the sky and felt Gohan's ki approaching the island.

"Dad!" Gohan called, landing on the beach several feet away. "How long Dad?" He asked quietly.

"How long....huh?" I tried to play dumb, but he wasn't fooled.

"How long have you been in love with Vegeta?"

Shit. "I don't know, I guess about three years..." I tried to keep the hoarseness out of my voice, and failed miserably. "How long have you been in love with Piccolo?" The only answer I got was a sharp gasp.

I turned to face him, and my heart lurched in my chest as I saw the tears that streamed down his cheeks. "Oh Gohan....." I said softly, getting to my feet and holding my arms out to him. He took a couple of tentative steps toward me, trying to be silent, and then flung himself into my embrace, sobbing quietly. "It's O.K., it's alright. We'll deal with it Gohan."

"How?" He cried, face buried in my chest.

"I don't know, but we'll manage....somehow." I whispered. I clutched Gohan tightly to me, sinking to my knees in the sand. Gohan scrambled up onto my legs, burying his face in the crook of my neck as he continued to sob. I rested my cheek on the top of his head and did something I hadn't done since I was a small child. I broke down and cried. My chest heaved as I began to sob softly, tears running down my face and into Gohan's soft dark hair. We didn't even try to compose ourselves when Goten and Pan landed further down the beach, keeping their distance as they whispered to each other.

The two of them watched over us until finally our tears stopped, and we got up, wiping at our swollen eyes and smiling wanly at them. Pan ran to us, looking at us worriedly, but Goten hung back. I knew from the look in his eyes that he had figured out what was wrong, and I saw something I didn't expect. Sympathy. It hit me like a thunderclap then. I had wondered occasionally if he and Trunks weren't more than just friends, since I had realized my own feelings for Vegeta. But the look on Goten's face told me that my son had the same hidden feelings for Trunks that I had for his father.

"Tell him Goten." I stared into his eyes, allowing him to see the raw emotions in my own. "Tell him how you feel before something like this happens to you."

Goten stared back, his eyes filling with tears as he walked over and wrapped an arm around my waist. "I will Dad." He whispered. "I will."

"We've all been invited to the baby shower." Pan said, looking at the three of us uncertainly.

"When?" Gohan asked, his voice quavering.

"Saturday." Goten said quietly.

"Alright, let's go home." I said, not even bothering to try to be cheerful, not yet. "I've got a telephone company to call, and then I guess we've got some presents to buy."

Pan brightened a little at the prospect of shopping for the baby. I scooped her up in my arms, and the four of us silently flew home.

More IS4U to come...................

Sorry, but I had to do this. Someone was angry with me for not exploring the reactions of Goku and Gohan to the news, but it was too late. The only way I could think of to do it was a side story.