WARNING PLEASE READ! This chapter will contain yoai! It's not long, but I have marked it to let you know when to skip past it if you want, but just be forewarned that it's there!

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-Don't own anything except the OCs-

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Olave had Galanga's arm in a death grip as Goku transported them to Capsule Corp, landing in the back yard, next to their ship.

Bulma had made them a landing pad after they left the first time. Now, with it and the repairs and upgrades she made to their ship, when they came to make their reports and check on their children it was a smoother landing then the first time around.

Olave pulled her along beside of her, heading for the back door.

"Lady Bulma?" she called as soon as they were inside, looking around for her friend. They had gotten close planning Galanga's wedding, and Olave cherished the friendship. She and Celleri had been more enemies than friends, and it was nice to have someone to talk to without them trying to compete with you over everything.

She spotted Vegeta coming down the stairs and flagged him over.

"Where is Lady Bulma? I must speak with her! I have the most wonderful news!" she gushed, making Galanga want to bang her head into the wall. Vegeta smirked at her, pointing up the stairs.

"She's in the lab. Go on up." He said, smirking at the younger female.

Olave dragged her off, leaving Goku standing there, looking relieved. He grinned at the older Saiyan, clasping his hands behind his head.

"Guess what, Vegeta?" he said, excitedly. Vegeta glared at him. He hated when the younger man was like this.

"What, Kakarott?"

"Langa's pregnant!" he said, his whole face lighting up. Vegeta raised a brow.

"Congratulations, Kakarott… That's all this world needs is more of your spawn running around." He smirked.

Goku pouted, dropping his arms and crossing them over his chest "Vegeta! Why can't you just be happy for me?"

The Prince rolled his eyes, smacking the taller man in the back of the head as he walked past him.

"I am, idiot! But if you're expecting me to get all excited and hold your hand so we can dance around the kitchen, you're going to be disappointed!" he growled, making the younger man laugh.

"Aww, are you sure, 'Geta?" he asked, holding his hand out towards the other man. He batted his lashes at him, making Vegeta snarl and smack it away.

"Leave me be idiot!" he said, taking off through the back door, heading for the safety of his Gravity Chamber.

"No! Come back Vegeta! I wanna dance now!" Goku said, heading right behind him, laughing hard as Vegeta sped up. The Prince slowed as he saw Totoma headed for him across the yard, looking at the two of them strangely.

"Um, my Prince?" he asked, watching the shorter man blush slightly while Goku laughed.

"What is it, Totoma?" he barked, making the general raise a brow, trying to choke back his laughter.

"I have the list of candidates to take over when I retire, sir. You said you wanted to look the names over?" he said, brandishing a stack of papers.

Vegeta grabbed them, glad to have a way away from Kakarott's idiocy.

"I'll do it now. Ill add my notes and give them back to you this evening." He said before turning on his heel and heading back towards the house.

Once he was through the door, Goku and Totoma burst out laughing.

"Ah, Goku, what have you done to get the prince in such a twist?" he asked as they followed Vegeta inside.

"Nothing really, he's just really easy to get wound up," Goku chuckled.

Totoma laughed once more before turning serious.

"I take it Olave came by your house?" he asked, slowing their walking. Goku nodded, looking down at the man with an exasperated grin.

"Yeah, I had to break them up from arguing again." He said, shaking his head. They stopped just outside of the door, Totoma sighing heavily.

"I'm afraid it's going to get worse. I don't know if Olave told you or not, but she is pregnant –"

"She told us, "The younger Saiyan laughed. "Galanga's pregnant too." He added, making the man do a double take.

"Really?"

"Yeah, it's why they argued. Langa didn't want to tell anyone for a while and when Olave found out how far along she was, she got mad because we didn't tell her sooner." He said, making the older man snort.

"No, she would see that as the ultimate betrayal," he laughed, shaking his head.

"Gods, they'll kill us before they have their offspring…" he muttered, rubbing his beard in thought. He looked up at Goku, fear in his eyes.

"Where are they now?"

"Olave went to go tell Bulma."

Totoma gave a sigh of relief, grabbing the door knob, letting Goku go through ahead of him into the house.

"We'll have to keep them separated as much as possible during their pregnancies. I remember when Galanga went through puberty…. It was a nightmare. They fought daily over everything. And I mean everything. I was close to taking Maiz and Kayle and living in the barracks with the soldiers! Things finally smoothed over, but they're fights are almost legendary amongst the crew," he laughed.

"The best way to handle this is to keep them both as busy as possible. If Olave has her hands full, she usually looks over Galanga's attitude. You'll just have to keep Galanga in line, old boy," he said, making Goku snort.

"Yeah, sure. Even with the bond, she still over-rides anything I tell her… I'll do my best though. Maybe I can get her more focused on the baby," he said, pondering on how he was going to keep his ill-tempered mate from looking for a fight with her mother.

Totoma leaned against one of the counters, a nostalgic smile on his face.

"Ah, they're both a handful, but that's just the way they are. Galanga is her mother's daughter, after all. They are too much alike to get along and arguing is their version of bonding." He chuckled. "I just always said they were both fiery females who loved one another so much that anger was the logical conclusion. We just need to be there to douse the fire for the next few months or I'm afraid it will fully consume them this time."

"We have to have a baby shower for both of you!" Bulma screeched, hands clasped as she danced around the room in happiness. Olave was smiling brightly, while Galanga hung her head, groaning.

"What the hell's a baby shower?" the girl asked, gaining a smack to the back of the head from her mother and a reproachful glare.

Bulma laughed, setting down at the table, across from them.

"It's a party, of course! We'll play games, tell baby stories, and you get presents!" she enthused. She pulled a small writing pad from her lab coat pocket and started jotting down ideas.

"Olave, make a list of all the women you want to invite, but no men are allowed! It's tradition!" she said, pushing the pen and pad to the woman.

While she made a quick list of guests, Bulma turned to Galanga, reaching across the table to take her hands.

"I bet you're excited, huh?" she asked, grinning.

Galanga sighed quietly, squeezing her hands.

"Sort of….. I don't – What if I'm a horrible mother?" she whispered, making Bulma smile sympathetically.

Olave stopped writing and looked up at her daughter, a tiny smile on her lips.

"You'll do fine, dear. The child will have the bravest, most loving mother it could ever ask for. And if you ever need to know something, I'll be there should you need me." She said, leaning over to give her a peck on the cheek.

Galanga smiled slightly, letting go of Bulma's hands.

"I know, Mother."

"Then don't worry so. It's not good for you or the baby to be stressed out. Now, have you thought of names?" Olave asked, going back to writing. Galanga rolled her eyes.

"No, I'm only four months along. We have plenty of time to think of names."

"You'll keep putting it off until it's born and then you'll come up with something off the top of your head. Something horrid, probably." Olave said, shaking her head as she wrote.

Galanga gave an irritated sigh, "Oh really? And I bet you already have names picked out, right?"

"Of course, dear! I take having a child very seriously! I have a list of male and female names and have narrowed it down to the top five. You need to do so as well! What am I supposed to do when I have to introduce my grandchild as Triangle or Purple?" she quipped.

"I was five, Mother! And those were pets, not children! I would put more thought into a child's name then I did my pets!" she retorted.

Bulma shook her head, getting up and leaving the room, hoping to find Totoma or Goku before they got out of hand.

Vegeta opened the lab door, hearing raised voices. He saw Galanga and her mother locked in another heated argument, slowly backing out before they saw him and dragged him into the middle of it.

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"I never said you would be a bad mother, dear! I just said that you need advice! You've never had children before and being a mother is very hard work, which is something you know little about!" Olave shouted, just as Totoma and Goku came through the door.

Galanga stood, slamming her hands down onto the work table.

"Oh really? Well it's not you have any room to talk, Mother! Unless being a nuisance and ruining your children's lives is what you're recommending!"

"Galanga!"

She turned to see Goku and her father glaring at her.

"Oh shove it up your ass, Goku! Don't stick your nose in when you don't know what's going on!" she growled, placing her hands on her hips.

"Do you – is that really how you feel? That – that I ruined your life?" Olave whispered, tears in her eyes.

Totoma went to her side, sighing.

"She didn't mean it, dear…. You're both just- you're upset right now and –"

"No, I don't think you ruined my life, but you make me feel like I'm an idiot. I can't never do anything right when it comes to you, Mother. I've tried, but I'm getting tired of having all of my mistakes thrown in my face." Galanga said, interrupting her father. Olave looked up at her, her eyes grave.

"I'm sorr-"

"You're always sorry, Mother. Until the next chance to put me down comes along." Her daughter said, walking over to the door. She pushed past Goku, who tried to put a hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged it off, going out the door.

"Totoma –"

"Enough, Olave." He said sternly, "Leave the girl be and let her calm down."

The older man sighed, looking over at his son-in-law.

"Goku, can you go and check on her?" he asked, placing a hand on his mates shoulder. Goku nodded, heading out the door, leaving the older couple alone.

"Why must you push her, Olave? You know what the outcome is going to be! She can only put up with so much before she goes off!" he said, not understanding why she had to be this way with their daughter.

Olave closed her eyes.

"I was just teasing her, Totoma… Then – I don't know why I do it! I just want her to try harder! She has so much potential and yet she wastes it by-!"

"It isn't our place to tell her how to live her life, Olave!" he shouted, making her look at him. "Give her advice, be there when she needs you, but otherwise stay out of her life! She's right, dear. You always pick and pick until she can't take it anymore…. I'm surprised the girl speaks to you at all!" he said, pulling Galanga's chair closer to his mate and sitting down, facing her.

Olave dropped her gaze, looking at her hands in her lap.

"I will try and hold my tongue, Totoma….. I promise." She whispered, crying softly when he leaned forward, kissing her on the head.

"I know, my dearest. I know."

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Goku found his mate talking to Vegeta in his office, a few doors down from Bulma's lab. She was leaning over, reading through the papers Totoma had given him, giving him commentary on the candidates her father recommended to take over for him.

"Rutaba and Naeb are good choices, but Naeb is still hunting for a mate and would put that before her duties," she chuckled, "and Rutaba can be way too aggressive sometimes. She has a bad temper, but she would make a damn good officer." She flipped through more of them, pulling one out and laughing.

"I can't believe Father added Nion! He's a complete idiot!" she muttered, wadding the application up and chucking it in the wastebasket, making Vegeta snort.

"But this one," she said, smiling, "This one has my full recommendation," she handed the paper to the Prince and he shook his head, chuckling.

"Of course he does! But I'm sure it because of his ethics and has nothing to do with the fact that he's your father's friend and you honorary uncle?" he asked, making her grin slyly.

"Come on, Vegeta! You know Lottus deserves this! All those other idiots my father picked would drive the ship into the damn ground! Lottus is level headed, smart, honorable, and fair. He would make an amazing general."

Goku cleared his throat, making them look his way.

"Uh, Langa, can I talk to you a second?" he asked when she glared at him. She rolled her eyes, but followed him out of the room, telling Vegeta she would see him later.

He led her back to the door to the lab, stopping and turning to face her, his face stern.

"You need to apolog-"

She growled, cutting him off.

"I refuse to apologize to her, Goku! I'm sick and tired of her doing this to me! And then you and my father expect ME to apologize to her! I don't start with her –"

He moved forward, making her take a step back, bumping into the wall. He glared down at her, before his eyes softened and he reached out, his fingers running down the side of her face gently.

"I know, Langa. But she's still your mother. I know she makes you angry, but you need to step up and be the better person. Don't let her get to you." He said, watching as she relaxed into his touch.

"But it's so hard not to! I just – I want to hurt her like she hurts me!" she whispered, grabbing his hand and squeezing it. "We get along so great for a while, and then it's like she has to go and fuck it all up!"

"Listen, why don't you just stay away from her for a while, huh? Give her time to maybe think about all the stuff she's been saying to you and –"

"How dare you tell my daughter to stay away from me!?"

They turned to see Olave coming out of the lab, Totoma right behind her. She glared up at Goku, who shrugged.

"Then stop talking to her like you do." He said simply, making the woman swell with anger.

"Mother."

She looked to her daughter, who shook her head tiredly.

"Just stop, okay? I'm not going to stay away from you." She said, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her hands. "I'm just sick of fighting…"

Olave took a steadying breath, nodding.

"As am I, dear."

"Have you told Kayle and Maiz about your pregnancy?" Galanga asked, hoping to break the awkwardness and change the subject. Olave smiled slightly, shaking her head.

"Not yet. Could you get Kayle? Maiz is training on the ship, but I have no idea where Kayle is." She said, reaching out to squeeze her daughter's shoulder.

"Sure. You go on down and I'll get him. Goku, can you go get Maiz? And don't tell him till I'm there! I want to see his face!" she said, chuckling. He gave her a smile and took off, Totoma right behind him.

Olave reached over and hugged her tightly, kissing her cheek before she let her go.

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry for earlier." She whispered, "And for all the times I've done you like that when you were growing up….. I – My mother was never a good mother… she treated me a lot like how I treat you when I'm angry." She said, looking at the floor as tears welled in her eyes. "I always swore I would never repeat what she did, but here I am, acting just like her."

Galanga grasped her hand, making her look up.

"You're not a bad mother. Never have been. You've always showed us that you love us. But," she said, making Olave wince slightly at her tone, "I'm not going to lie and say that it doesn't hurt when you treat me like you do. I don't know what I've done to make you act like that, but you're pushing me away." She said, her voice trembling slightly.

"I want to be able to come to you and not have to worry about your smart-aleck remarks. I'm not saying that I can't be the same way; I know I can. But, you're supposed to be the adult here! Why can't you just – just -!" she broke off, huffing in annoyance. Olave smiled, shaking her head.

"My dear, we're both supposed to adults here," she chuckled, making her daughter grin slightly.

"We're too much alike, Langa," laughing when her daughter shuddered dramatically. "Whether you want to admit or not, it's true."

She let go of her daughter's hand, walking to the door that led down to the kitchen.

"Now, go find you little brother and make him come down to the kitchen, and be sure to annoy him for me; I haven't had the chance since him and Prince Trunks bonded. They stay in their rooms from daylight till dark from what Lady Bulma said!" she said, shaking her head, before she descended down the stairs.

Galanga snorted, turning and heading in the direction of the north wing, where Trunks and Kayle had taken residence.

**START**

Kayle threw his head back, exposing his throat to his mate, who leaned in, running his tongue over their mark.

Strong arms held him down on the bed as his lover thrust into him, soft lips finding his to swallow the moans that escaped him.

They had only bonded five months ago, and he was still amazed by how much he had come to love the man he called his mate.

Trunks bit his lip, bringing him out of his thoughts.

"Where are you baby?" he whispered, a sly grin gracing his lips, bringing the younger boy out of his thoughts. Kayle moaned as he thrust harder, making his prince chuckle.

"I'm not that boring, am I?" he asked, setting up and grabbing his mate behind the knees, pushing his legs back to press himself deeper into him. Kayle cried out, making noises that had the older of the two ready to explode inside of him.

"No, not… boring…" he whimpered out as Trunks rammed into him, his thick shaft brushing against the spot that made him see stars. He pummeled him down into the mattress, making the younger Saiyan cry out.

He came with a scream, his seed shooting out and raining back down onto his stomach. Trunks sped up, and soon he felt himself lose control, filling his bonded as he released. He slumped down onto the smaller boy's chest, making him grunt.

**END**

"Gods, your heavy!" came a muffled growl as nimble fingers pinched at his sides.

Trunks laughed, rolling off of him and laying at his side. He leaned in, taking the younger Saiyans lips in a savage kiss, making him groan and turn to face him.

Just as things were getting heated once more, someone banged loudly on the door.

"Get up pervs! Mother wants to see you!" came Galanga's voice through the door, jerking them out of their kissing. Kayle groaned, covering his face with his arm.

"Langa! Tell her we're asleep or something!" he called, hearing his sister laugh.

"Nope! If I have to deal with her, so do you! Now get up before I come in with my camera!" she said, laughing even harder.

"I can see it now, you two on the cover of Twink Monthly!" she cackled, making Trunks groan.

"Did you have to show her how to use the internet?" he asked his lover, who couldn't stop the laugh that escaped.

"Yes, she threatened me! You didn't grow up with that nightmare, so you don't know how she scary she can be!" he laughed, getting up and gathering his scattered clothing.

"We're coming! Go on down and keep Mother occupied, Langa!" Kayle said, pulling one of Trunks' shirts over his head.

"Fine, but you owe me!"

He heard her stomp away towards the front door, a smirk on his lips. Trunks came up behind him as he pulled up his jeans, wrapping his arms around his waist, pulling him close. He kissed the back of his neck, making his red-haired mate moan.

"We gotta stop…. "He muttered, grinding back against his hips, his arm going around Trunks' neck, pulling him closer.

"Yes you do! I'm not dealing with Mother all alone!" Galanga yelled through the door, making them jerk apart. Trunks groaned and let the smaller boy go, grabbing his clothes and heading for the bathroom as Galanga cackled from the other room.

Kayle walked over, jerking his door open to glare at his sister, who smirked at him.

"And you call us pervs? What are you doing, listening at our bedroom door?" he said, stalking past her into their living room. She laughed, following him over and flopping down onto the couch beside him as he slipped his shoes on.

"Aww, poor widdle baby had to take Trunks' dic-"

Kayle growled, smacking her in the face with one of the throw pillows on the couch, cutting her off.

"Shut up, dammit," he snickered, shaking his head. He leaned over, hugging her tightly.

"I've missed you! Why haven't you been visiting?" he asked when they broke apart. Galanga blushed, making his curiosity peak.

"You'll find out when we get downstairs, brat." She said, chuckling. Trunks came in to the living room, making her look up at him with a sly grin.

"You ready, lover boy? We ain't got all day, you know…" she said, making him sputter.

She jumped up, heading out the door before he could say anything, Kayle right behind her, laughing. Trunks sighed, running his fingers though his hair in irritation.

"They're all nuts," he muttered, following them out the door.

Maiz watched his younger siblings come down the stairs, a smile on his face as they bickered the whole way.

Seeing him at the foot of the stairs, Galanga's eyes lit up.

"Maiz, tell this idiot there's more to life then lying in bed with dick up your -!"

"Langa shut UP!" Kayle exclaimed, his face burning. Trunks came down behind them, his face red as well, but laughing so hard he had to stop and lean against the railing. Maiz shook his head.

"I swear, Father should have never let you into the training rooms when you were younger," he said, amazed at the things that came out of her mouth.

She shrugged, walking past him into the kitchen where the others had gathered. Maiz turned to his brother, laughing quietly.

"She is right, though." He said, making the boy sputter. "You two never leave your room."

Kayle sighed, hanging his head.

"I hate you both." He growled, shoving past his brother. Trunks went in behind him, snickering.

Olave smiled at her children as they stood in front of her. Galanga was grinning, looking over at her brothers so as not to miss their reactions, Kayle kept glancing over to Trunks, a tiny smile on his lips, and Maiz kept shooting glares at his sister, no doubt wondering what her cocky grin was all about.

"I have some wonderful news to tell you three," she said, gaining their attention.

"Your father has decided to retire," she began. Maiz looked at his father in shock. "We want to settle here on Earth so we can be closer to you three, but also because," she paused dramatically, "I'm pregnant."

Her sons stared at her in confusion.

"But – Aren't you too old to -?"

Galanga smacked Kayle upside the head.

"Don't be an ass!"

He glared at her, rubbing his head. Looking back to his mother with an apologetic expression, he reworded his question.

"I meant, is it – are you going to be alright? I'm not trying to be disrespectful, Mother, I just – "

She smiled, patting his cheek.

"I know, and yes, its fine. Mato has been checking me every day. He said that this will probably be the last child I can have, but I should be fine." She assured him, making him smile. She looked up at her eldest, who nodded, a grin on his lips.

"Congratulations Mother," he said, leaning down and hugging her. When they broke apart, Olave smiled, looking over at her daughter and nodding slyly.

"Galanga has some news as well."

With the spotlight on her, she felt some of her bravado leave her. Taking a deep breath, she blurted it out, too nervous to do otherwise.

"I'm pregnant too."

Maiz grinned, grabbing his sister in a hug and spinning her around, the sense of propriety he used with his mother gone.

"That's great sis!" he exclaimed, setting her back on her feet. Kayle grabbed her in a hug as well, kissing her cheek.

Olave took a step back, leaving her children to talk. She went to Totoma's side, a longing smile on her lips. She wished they could be that open with her, that carefree. Totoma squeezed her side, smiling down at her. He followed her gaze, watching their children laugh and talk excitedly, and his heart ached for her. Olave had never been able to let go of her manners and propriety to actually spend time with their children. It wasn't proper, was her excuse, but Totoma knew it was because she dint really know how to just let go. Her mother had been very hard on her, making her into the ridged authoritarian she was today. He knew she loved them, and in a few rare occurrences, she showered them with her love.

He hoped that with the birth of their newest, she would loosen up some and be able to give it all of her love.

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