Title: Vicissitude
Author: cannibaljello at yahoo dot com
Warning: Adult homosexual situation (Kaioshin/Kibito), adult language, male pregnancy.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, its characters, nor do I make any profit from this writing.
Notes: I am not typically a fan of mpreg. Still, I like to test my personal boundaries and stretch my mind around concepts I'm not normally comfortable with. I'd like to think that I can write anything, and so I have. And no, it's not ridiculously based on two men having sex and somehow conceiving.
I like to think I've included more profound reasoning for an unnatural and otherwise impossible event. Kaioshin is a god, after all, therefor he is special. He's also an alien who shouldn't have genitalia, seeing that their kind asexually reproduces from a fruit.
I like imagining immortals conforming to mortal normality. That, and the thought of a paternal Kaioshin tickles me silly. Interestingly, I found myself favoring Kibito in this story, as he isn't outwardly the type to fit the role. To put the universe's pinkest bodyguard in focus and perspective, I wrote from Kibito's POV. This story has thoroughly made me love Kibito, as he is portrayed how I imagine him. Not that I didn't enjoy him enough already, as is evident in Love Game and my other fanfiction.
I am guilty of stereotyping pregnancy in some instances, as it was too humorous to me to pass up. Not every story needs to be focused on seriousness, though this includes a dose or two throughout.
This version is significantly censored to suite this website . The full and original version can be found at my y!gallery profile.
Part I
In retrospect, I should have known that Kaioshin had been keeping something from me.
Initially, I wrongfully assumed he was stressing over the universe like usual – that his increasingly inordinary behavior was based upon some event occurring on one of the countless planets dotting the cosmos. It wasn't that Kaioshin could share every event in his visions with me, and despite my own divine position, it was not my place to ask questions. Only when my Lord's wellbeing was concerned could I easily query his behaviors.
The morning he began vomiting, I could no longer ignore my concern.
To my knowledge, Kaioshin had never been ill before. Kais, as I was personally aware, had outstanding immune systems. Only when traveling to foreign planets did we risk experiencing sickening pathogens, and even then do we rarely fall victim to them. Overall, Kaioshin didn't seem positively ill, but instead began turning as green as a Namekian at the mention of food. That itself was temporary and rather sporadic, as my beloved god suffered mostly from his mysterious nausea in the morning.
I knew, of course, as I have for so long shared the same bed with him. We are, after all, a mated couple and it is customary to lay with the one you love. We shared many passionate nights entangled in the same sheets Kaioshin now tossed aside with daily increasing urgency, enabling himself to practically vault to the restroom and vomit the contents of his stomach.
Instead of spending the morning kissing and caressing my lover into a passionate fervor, I found myself searching Kaioshin for fever. Fortunately his hair is not as long as mine, as he would have struggled more to avoid the locks when kneeling before the porcelain throne. Still, I often followed him and held back the mass of his white mohawk, sympathizing with my god who rather suddenly began suffering a weakened stomach.
During the beginning of his symptoms, Kaioshin regurgitated so frequently that I feared he would fall ill, had sickness not been the cause of his nausea. Heavens knew Kaioshin was lean enough. The rare events that his weight did fluctuate – much as it did after the introduction of Majin Buu and the onset of severe depression – I could see the immediate affect. With so little mass Kaioshin could afford to lose, the changes were rather obvious. In my opinion, my Lord could go from petite and proportionate to sickly skinny in a week. That was what I expected to happen with the onset of Kaioshin's mysterious aversion to food.
Instead, little happened. If anything, my beloved deity not only remained as visibly stunning as he always had but gradually seemed to gain weight. It may have taken months, but it seemed Kaioshin had put on a pound or two, though I dare not say anything. My lover proved terribly vain about his appearance at times. Don't get me wrong – I find him immensely sexy no matter what he looks like; if his hair is tussled to hell or even if he drooled across half his face in his sleep. He's alluring with his lips stretched around my shaft or if he has the white of my pleasure spilled all over his visage.
As I said, Kaioshin could have easily gained double-digit amounts of weight and still appeared positively ravishing – except when vomiting.
To some extent, Kaioshin had his personal quirks. There were little details that had the potential to make him moody. Those moments were few and far between, with my beloved god rarely uttering opposition or admonishments concerning anything or anyone. He was usually as peaceful as any person could be, having a heart of gold and insurmountable patience.
Over a night, it seemed, Kaioshin's predispositions seemed to change. With each passing day, he became more and more moody. Initially I blamed his increased irritability on his inability to successfully rest. After all, no sane person could wake up virtually every morning to a mouthful of bile and manage to smile after numerous interruptions of sleep.
When I heckled Kaioshin to begin resting earlier in the day, he surprised me. Instead of thoughtfully nodding and taking my advice into thorough consideration, he bickered back. He hissed and spit and marched off in a rant, only to return minutes later looking meek as ever. Apologizing, it seemed, was another increased activity on Kaioshin's behalf. Despite his embarrassment, Kaioshin's nerves were quick to trigger again.
Initially, I didn't know what came over him. He begun going off about the littlest of things – things that he normally would have shrugged off or paid no attention to. So what if I left a book under my favorite tree? I would soon return to my leisure spot again. Kaioshin should have known this, as it was a frequent occurrence. By the way he reacted, I could have sworn someone lit a fire under his skinny ass.
I thought little of his moodiness until he threw a fit over Rou Kaioshin's comics. For whatever reason, Kaioshin had gone about tidying up the sole manor situated on the holy planet. Never before had he trekked into his ancestor's room, nonetheless gone through his belongings. Heavens knew the mortifying materials he would find stashed among the furniture and the piles of magazines the ancient man kept.
I should have realized then that Kaioshin was exhibiting nesting behavior. It seemed that like his moods, the god simply couldn't control his actions. He was drawn as if by an invisible force, becoming more bold in his oppositions and his invasion of his ancestor's privacy. Even more surprising was Rou Kaioshin's dismissal of said invasion.
Watching Kaioshin pester his elder's residence, I expected a verbal battle to commence. While Kaioshin hissed and spit at the ancient man for being a "lecherous and perverse poor excuse for a god and why oh why didn't he ever dust", Rou Kaioshin just sighed. The senior then did something that immediately extinguished the proverbial flames of Kaioshin's irrational anger: he offered him ice cream. Much to my baffled astonishment, it worked.
Kaioshin, it seemed, had been reduced to a child prone to outbursts and awkward cravings. Never did I suspect his behaviors resembled a pregnant woman, as the idea was most humorous. I personally had little experience with females outside frequent carnal flings during my youth. I had spent many hours situated between willing and beautifully shapely thighs in my day. Now I was limited to Kaioshin's.
Sex, to my surprise and ultimately my satisfaction, increased substantially. Not that my lover and I weren't often intimately connected. We were – almost nightly. Certainly, there were times when both of us were exhausted or occasionally too satiated to partake in daily sex, but never before had my lover been so demanding about it. In the beginning, I didn't know what to think of it.
When Kaioshin wasn't busy vomiting, he was going at all lengths to seduce me. Luckily, if I wasn't in the mood, the mere mention of food proved enough to deter him. If I introduced the idea of edible items and he thought about it enough, Kaioshin would temporarily give me peace. Sure, it made him mad when I took advantage of his nausea, but it seemed everything was easily and equally capable of pulling the trigger of his temper.
Kaioshin's insatiability was flattering, but an immortal such as myself can only give so much. Whatever had instilled in Kaioshin an endless lust had not touched me, and I found myself often denying my beloved. I never thought I'd see a time where I didn't want to pleasure my lover. It wasn't a sparsity of interest at all that stopped me; I simply lacked the energy necessary to fulfill Kaioshin as much as he wanted. Every time he grabbed or rubbed himself against me, hot and ready, I fantasized about hitting him over the head with something just to earn an hour of peaceful sleep.
Of course I would never act upon such ridiculous urges, as I would never harm my Lord, though every time I denied him, he appeared openly hurt. One could have sworn I kicked him aside with those glistening eyes and dark lashes he batted at me, though he soon resumed his attempts. The day he began groping my ass, I physically seized him by the wrist.
"But Kibito-o-o," Kaioshin had whined. "I'm so horny!"
I had looked at him and snorted, shaking my head with a fall of white hair. "You know how to handle your problem on your own."
"It isn't fair!" the god retorted with a stomp of his foot. He seemed so childish again, so utterly spoiled, and yet he was obviously all man. "Why are you doing this to me?"
"Doing what?" I had innocently asked. In my opinion, I had done enough to Kaioshin already. I could practically smell the argument on his breath and feel the tantrum rushing through his blood.
"Correction," he interjected with a frown. "Why aren't you doing me?"
"Because I have many, many times already," I answered, releasing his wrist. He then promptly latched onto me and it was oh so convenient that his height situated his face level with my crotch. With a whimper, he began nuzzling the fall of my orange sash, trying to tempt me into submission.
But, because what I told him was so very true, my body was temporarily immune to Kaioshin's godly charms. As soon as the deity realized his failure, he huffed and changed his tactic: he reached to grope my posterior.
In hindsight, I had no reason why I eventually gave into him. He was insistent as hell and I could only take his puppy-dog look for so long. Already, without that pleading glaze, his eyes were sinfully big and beautiful. One too many bats of those lacy lashes and I could take no more. For the first time, I let him have his way with me. Needless to say, it was the only time.
To this day, I still wonder if he remembers – and I sincerely hope he doesn't – that I practically let him do whatever he wanted with me. Had I known the truth behind his situation – why he was so overwhelmingly frisky and that his insatiability was driven by wild hormones – I may have been more accepting of our activities.
I...I don't even want to think of it. It was just so mortifying. If Rou Kaioshin ever learned that the tables of dominion had turned even once, I would have never heard the end of it.
Fortunately, Kaioshin knew not to push his luck. Afterward, it seemed, he began gradually returning to his usual reasonable self. His hormones either slowed down or he spent all hours alone masturbating – I couldn't be sure.
It wasn't until about the third month anniversary of Kaioshin's unusual behavior that I grew truly suspicious of him. It wasn't only that the god seemed to devour ice cream and pickles with frightening frequency but the fact his weight gain had increased. At first, I thought my eyes were merely playing tricks on me. Then I considered he was eating a diet much less healthier than he was known for and assumed that was the cause of his increased heaviness.
Overall, Kaioshin was around a hundred pounds sopping wet, and as I said, I didn't mind. As our sexual rendezvous resumed, I felt somewhat relieved given the illusion that I couldn't so easily break him. His changing shape was just barely noticeable anyway, and he did a fine job concealing himself. He had been extremely more aware than I, to the point of being anal retentive about maintaining his secret.
Call me dense but I don't know how Kaioshin succeeded in hiding the gradually increasing curvature of his stomach. His abdomen had always been either concave or strictly flat until then. Whatever tiny change I noticed was barely enough to catch my interest, as I occasionally caught glimpses of his altering state. Likely, the increased looseness of his clothing clued me in on his modifying appearance the most. The fact that he refused to be intimate in daylight was also a blatant sign, especially after he had previously been so willing to tryst at any time, any where, under any circumstance. He also avoided all front-facing positions, but I was not one to fuss.
I can admit now that I was really stupid back then. I didn't say a damn thing aloud to Kaioshin, nor did I mull over the subject for more than a passing moment. I can fully agree with Rou Kaioshin now that I can be obtuse at times, as well as stubborn to accept change. Oh, how it must have killed Kaioshin inside to keep his secret from me. I was both his lover and guardian and still, he felt he had been walking on eggshells around me.
There were times when I wandered upon the two deity's having quiet discussions amongst themselves. Kaioshin, it seemed, was becoming increasingly dependent on his ancestor for advice. Previously, the young god had been rather obstinate about relying on his elder to be capable in his divine position and had never wholly trusted the words of his cantankerous elder. Our previous Potara fusion incident was greatly responsible for that.
Sometimes, Kaioshin looked uncomfortable when I would enter a room or approach them outside. He never had a decent poker face, as his eyes were always prone to exposing his inner workings. Still, I eventually became a little irritated with both Kaioshin and Rou Kaioshin for hiding something from me. The two of them looked like two women gossiping amongst themselves, in their own little clique that was far too exclusive to include me.
I understand now that Rou Kaioshin was guarding his descendant. Kaioshin was terribly fearful of his situation, thinking that I would cast him away in disgust or abdicate him entirely. My little god, for as confident an appearance he can feign, is terribly self-conscious and has significant abandonment issues. Interesting, though, that Rou Kaioshin was truly protective of his descendant despite how willing he seemed to denigrate him.
Of all the things Rou Kaioshin would openly blither to me, he chose the most important to keep concealed. The man was not known for his ability to remain trustful, and yet Kaioshin had little choice to confide in him. Besides me, Rou Kaioshin was the only companion the young deity had. Likely, Kaioshin thought his risk was greater to hide everything in himself than to take a chance and entrust his elder.
In retrospect, I discovered that Kaioshin hadn't the ability to hide his situation. Being a Supreme Kai, the elder was more than capable of both reading his descendant's mind and sensing the changes taking place within him. Both men were considerably more receptive than I and had no difficulty detecting what I did not. It wasn't until I became aware of the circumstances that I could focus and perceive the separate, tiny entity of energy growing within my lover. I was guilty of too much denial, I suppose.
Had I had any insight of Kaioshin's condition, I would have never allowed our exhibition from Kaioshin-Kai. As Kaioshin's mysterious illness gradually subsided, the little god was more energetic. He became rather anxious, no longer quite as prone to meticulously and anally cleaning our manor, but instead had the itch to travel.
I later assumed, when I discovered the truth behind my lover's behavior, that Kaioshin was desperate for distraction. There was little need of tending the universe, as nothing major was happening. There were conflicts in each quadrant – there always were; it was inevitable. Still, with Rou Kaioshin lessening the stress upon Kaioshin by also overseeing the cosmic happenings, there was a decreased demand on the descendant's attention. Only once did I raise a brow at the elder's unexplainable sudden attentiveness. It wasn't like Rou Kaioshin to be so disciplined.
Typically, the eldest man was devoted to peeping at young women in various states of nudity rather than diligently watching for danger. Even then, if something were to occur, it was highly improbably their intervention would be needed. There were only a handful of historical events that their holy kind got involved in – most concerning Majin Buu. Save for extreme exceptions, the Kaioshin remained only a distant and hidden entity, watching if only to obtain knowledge and understanding.
When Kaioshin approached me and expressed his desire to temporarily leave Kaioshin-Kai, I was more lenient than usual to agree. Perhaps a change of scenery would do my lover good, as still he radiated a certain amount of mysterious anxiety. I thought that my intuitions were incorrect, yet were virtually always accurate. Kaioshin and I have the most profound connection, even for immortals. Our link had much to do with the length of time we have been associated and was only furthered by our previous fusion.
Still, I was resistant to the idea of exposing my precious Lord to a world other than our holy sanctuary. Certainly we had traveled to foreign planets before. The event had been most frequent when we had pursued Bibidi and his evil creation. Rarely did Kaioshin allow himself the opportunity for leisure. Only when he requested we traveled solely for pleasure did I feel a great measure of surprise. Once again, I should have listened to the instincts that alluded to his abnormalities, but I did not. I was more than eager to explore a little for my own benefit.
We mutually decided upon a planet that as largely oceanic, situated in the backwaters of the Southern Quadrant. Though there wasn't much land to scour, there were vast, pristine beaches that were worthy of generous appreciation, and the waters were rich with elements and pure as could be. Kaioshin spent many hours swimming its depths, while I much preferred to relax on the beach.
My lover was a much more enthusiastic swimmer than I. Numerous times he had brought specimens up to share with me, marveling at multiple-legged crustaceans and strange fish and complex shells. He was like a child in his endless curiosity, frolicking about the waves and chasing small creatures down. He was ultimately careful when handling the organisms, determined to leave them virtually untouched. By his happy mannerisms, I could tell that the unnamed and uninhabited planet was largely one of his favorites. As Kaioshin-Kai was limited to lakes, rivers, and underground aquifers, we were not accustomed to oceans. The abundant water and soothing sounds of waves were welcome changes.
I did fear that Kaioshin would suffer a bout of nausea when swimming. When I made mention of it, he shrugged it off and laughed. He said he didn't intend on feeding the fish but if it happened, it happened. So long as he didn't have any close encounters with a carnivorous creature who determined Kaioshin was a decent meal, I could rest easily.
Kaioshin was more than capable of caring for himself and my guardianship was merely a luxury. Besides, I quite enjoyed the vision of my lover sluiced in water, bare as nature intended, with his hair wet and lashes glistening, relishing in the facade of freedom. I thought little of his stomach at the time, and in hindsight, I can only assume that the suns' rays were in my eyes or that Kaioshin intentionally distracted my attention. My ignorance probably involved a combination of both, and it wasn't as if the gentle telling curvature was blatantly noticeable.
My lord was thoroughly saturated when he came ashore, absolutely bare and smelling of minerals. His clothing rested besides me, having been discarded nearly the moment we had arrived on the planet. With the environment so tropical – closely resembling the setting of Earth's Budokai – there was really no need for habiliments. Even I had shrugged off all but my pants, leaving my multiple layers of traditional garments folded, with my boots resting atop the fabric pile.
I'm surprised, with his sudden increase of sensuality, that we didn't make love on that peaceful globe, as was often our wont. We commonly indulged with wanton abandon, proving to all sectors of the heavens the passion we shared for one another. Were stars indeed watchful eyes, so many would have seen our uninhibited romance. Though it was not possible, I doubted I would be satisfied until I had coupled with my Kaioshin on every single planet in the universe.
For whatever reason, that day was different. Kaioshin, it seemed, was more than determined to enjoy his once-in-an-eon off time without carnally strenuous activities. Thinking back, I should have ditched my pants and joined him among the waves. Maybe I would have excited him as much as watching him had aroused me.
I wasn't disappointed. I was satisfied to see Kaioshin happy. I did accompany him when he retrieved his clothing and set about venturing through numerous tide pools, curious to discover the abundance of life hidden within them. It wasn't too far of a risk to assume my Lord enjoyed the experience most. Without fear of drowning, he was able to poke his head into places I could have never managed to explore, and played with many unusual lifeforms in the shallow waters.
I felt like a father, following Kaioshin about. He was hopping from rock to rock, and I was constantly on him about taking little risks. I found numerous ways to reword the phrases, "I don't think you should touch that" and "Are you sure you should be poking it?" Kaioshin laughed like the mischievous little elf he resembled, wearing that impish smirk that bothered the guardian in me.
The trouble Kaioshin got himself into was limited to an easily curable anemone sting, and he was pinched once by what could have been amassed with a class of cephalopod, as it had many suckered tentacles and a large mantle. For however cute Kaioshin exclaimed the creature was, cooing at its curious and intelligent eyes, he was less fond when it bit him with a break-like protrusion. Needless to say, it soon found itself returned to its natural world with Kaioshin left looking scornful. He made certain to make his injury seem as dramatic as possible until I healed it, glaring at him when he proudly succeeded in skyrocketing my blood pressure with worry.
We spent the following hours seated on the shore, simply enjoying the scenery and the creatures soaring the cloudless sky. The planet was very reminiscent of Earth in the sense that its atmosphere was blue, tinged so by the abundant water humidifying the atmosphere. There were two suns present, with one perhaps half the circumference of the other. Beneath their rays, Kaioshin and I enjoyed some quality time together.
Though my sentimental side is often overlooked and neglected, I invited and nurtured it while resting alongside Kaioshin. With the pearly sand cradling half of our bodies, we faced each other, fully clothed, and enjoyed the fine details of each other's presence. I found myself enjoying the elegance of his hands and the silkiness of his hair and the full softness of his lips. I reintroduced myself to details that were often made vague by an air of familiarity. In a sense, the experience was cathartic; we discarded the known and comfortable, and refreshed our senses.
It wasn't until one of the suns began to set that we roused ourselves to casually explore the small forests dotting the land. Had I known what happened then, I'm not entirely sure if I would attempt to alter the outcome of our travels. Looking back on those life-changing moments, I am introduced to two conflicting approaches: one demanding that I would rather defend Kaioshin and thought it best to entirely avoid the endangering situation that unfolded. My other position held what happened as absolutely necessary, as it had exposed Kaioshin's condition.
We had made the mistake of becoming far too comfortable with the land and had thought little of the life forces sensed throughout the forest. It wasn't until we were virtually surrounded that we stopped in our tracks. The creatures that lined the trees and foliage were by no means impressive in strength, but instead relied on numbers to influence.
They appeared deceiving at first, resembling a chimpanzee much similar to North Kaio's, save for their blue fir. Seeing that the foliage on the planet was prominently turquoise, their unusual fir-tones offered a significant amount of camouflage. They were gentle in appearance, though they expressed a curiosity that pinched the instincts and had both Kaioshin and I on our guard.
Initially the unnamed and previously undiscovered species appeared playful. They approached us in small clusters with careful and measured footsteps. As a guardian, I was much more concerned with their proximity than my godly counterpart was. Kaioshin, instead of becoming defensive, rivaled the creature's curiosity with his own.
I'm not quite sure how the following events came about. All I knew was that Kaioshin had eventually begun interacting with a group, tempting them to jump after and chase him. Initially the game my god played seemed harmless, and it lead yet another team of creatures to show similar interest in me. For whatever reason – likely for excitement and a fresh burst of adrenaline – Kaioshin was busy performing acrobatics with the chimps. He dodged their approaches and side-stepped their advances, which became more confident the longer the process continued.
I would have admonished Kaioshin, had I not been enveloped in my own interested audience. I found fingers reaching for me and became busy avoiding the apes' attempts to seize physical contact. With each passing moment, it became evident in my mind that the creatures were becoming increasingly violently excited – perhaps naturally eager to capture a taste of new blood and fresh flesh.
Still, despite the efforts of the alien species, I failed to feel any true amount of threat. They were easy enough to defend against, even despite their quick and cunning learning abilities. It seemed that each movement I made served to educate the chimp-like creatures, and their numbers served them well. They managed to keep me well distracted from my charge who, I was sure, could flawlessly handle himself.
I should have known it was wrong to leave Kaioshin unguarded, if even for a second. He was sick, for heaven's sake, and I damn well knew it. It just seemed so impossible that my Lord could be so much as touched by those weak fiends we tangled with. He was easily the strongest being in existence, save for the freakishly abnormal Saiyans, and yet he managed to fall prey. It wasn't that our opponents had overwhelmed him but that his illness got the best of him. In a wave of nausea, Kaioshin had faltered to dodge. With the world seemingly swimming all around him, a little beast had struck him.
I was lost to all that had happened until I heard his small cry and spun to see him falling, first to his knees and then to the forest floor. Around him, a gathering of the aliens was circling, their hoots and howls growing in intensity. Obviously Kaioshin's downfall had excited whatever hungers they initially sought to sate and turned the seemingly innocent creatures into teeth-baring and snarling beasts. I knew then that we had taken the situation too lightly, given Kaioshin's sickness, and that my lover needed me immediately.
With my back turned, the creatures made quick work of leaping upon me, claws flashing and jaws snapping. Was my size not as impressive as it is, the numerous bodies that jumped atop mine could have overpowered me. Instead, when shown my physical resistance, the apes fought amongst themselves for purchase, snarling and swiping at each other. Their motions pulled my hair and beat against my back, and still I remained nonreactive to their vicious quarrel until only one remained attached to my shoulders.
It took me no longer than an instant to reach Kaioshin's side. Not even the fiend clawing at my back could obstruct me more than a moment. Only for the time it took me to reach behind my shoulders and tear the creature free from my clothing did I hesitate. I discarded the shrieking creature aside like a mere fly, nearly tearing my doublet in the process. I was only concerned with effectively shielding Kaioshin's body with my own, offering myself to attack in order to defend him.
Nothing mattered but Kaioshin, and I knelt besides him immediately after. The sight of him was less expected than the moment another beast leapt upon my back, effectively replacing the previous. Despite the claws that pierced through thin armor and then into flesh, I was most affected by the sight of my lover. He was fully curled, knees drawn to his chest, with his hands clutching his stomach to indicate his abdomen had been struck.
And he was crying.
In the countless years I have known Kaioshin, I have seen him shed tears numerous times. He is a sensitive being and suffers greatly from post traumatic stress, and he is often plagued by emotion-inducing nightmares. Still, his upset had only revolved around the loss of his divine companions at the hands of Majin Buu, and rarely, if ever, was caused by anything else. To see Kaioshin as he was, with tears streaming down his face and eyes shut tight with fear, I experienced the greatest rage.
Even then, I could do little to punish those who had harmed the man I love. His safety came first and foremost – far before my own. With that wretched beast clawing at my back and biting into my shoulders, I ignored my body's physical cries of pain and reached for my beloved.
The moment my fingers stroked the fabric of his sleeve, Kaioshin's eyes went wide. His dark irises were visibly shaking as he breathed, laden with fright far too immense to fit the situation. He seemed as though he was on the verge of death – worse yet, that he feared the decimation of the innocent. Only after we escaped from that place did I understand the words he whimpered:
"Please heal me now," he said urgently, voice quivering. "Before I lose the child."
Needless to say, I was stunned and more than minimally confused as I thoughtlessly obeyed. Not an instant passed my mind that I considered teleporting us back to Kaioshin-Kai to heal us in the safety of our planetary sanctuary. The desperation in Kaioshin's voice was enough to drive me into action that moment, using my abilities to serve my Lord as the creature upon me gnashed teeth into muscle and eventually into bone. Only afterward did I instantly transmit us elsewhere.
It was simple enough to dispose of the fiend that had effectively latched onto me. The moment we returned to hallowed atmosphere, I set about removing the snarling creature and blasting it into oblivion. Not only had it committed a crime against immortals of our revered status, but it had invaded the holy sanctity of our planet. Therefor, it earned the death it experienced, and soon became little more than a pile of ashes then swept away by the gentle wind.
It was infinitely more difficult to approach Kaioshin afterward. With countless questions on my lips, I had followed my Lord with great determination. Not only was he my God but also my soul mate – my cherished lover. He was forever more important than myself, and I ignored my throbbing wounds and weeping blood in favor of unselfish attentiveness.
By the way Kaioshin avoided me, I could have sworn I had been reduced from an honorable man to a terrible plague. He said nothing to me but merely circumvented my body at every turn, ignoring my every utterance until finally, a frail hand caught my arm. It was difficult enough to turn from Kaioshin to address the aged figure that held me, using a strength far greater than one would assume was possible for his age or appearance. It was even harder to do as Rou Kaioshin ordered then, his face more serious and set than it had ever been.
"Let him go," the elder said. And against my every wish to seize Kaioshin and comfort him with a sweet embrace and soft kisses, I listened. After all, I soon discovered there was much more to the situation than I could ever completely understand.