Disclaimer: I don't DBZ. There I said it, happy? Thought so….

Pairing: Goku/Vegeta and Goten/Trunks

There Will be More

Chapter 10

Reilyn could hear the ticking sound of everyone's brain as the news set in. Her wordless spell didn't do too much, mostly numbed their thought process but some of people in the room gagged and left abruptly. Soon the only ones left were the Saiyans, half-breeds, Krillin's family, Kame house and all of the old friends. Goku didn't looked surprised about the abandonment of his friends and she felt for him.

The first to speak was Goku's grand-daughter. Her small voice echoed in the large empty room. "Grandpa…boy's can have babies?"

Bulma and Reilyn tried not to giggle while everyone's face faulted. Gohan looked between his father and daughter silently debating how to deal with the situation. Then Bra spoke up, very cheerily and add:

"Of they can! But they haffta be special like my daddy!"

Laughter sounded through the room. After everything was said and done, Krillin gave his blessing along with a confused Marron and not-so-shocked 18(which everyone was still confused about her having a child too). Master Roshi just blew the topic off and congratulated them, while Yamcha was slightly more open about the whole thing.

"So how did this come about?" he asked referencing to Goku and Vegeta's relationship. The couple shared a look before the prince answered.

"It was fate, I suppose." he said giving his mate a smile. "He had grown his tail back and I was concerned. I tracked him down and it happened. I have no regrets."

Goku nodded. "Me either."

Seeming satisfied with the response Yamcha took his leave and not shortly after what few remained left too. Except Piccolo, he hung around still the last moment and confronted Goku, privately.

"Are you happy?" he asked.

The younger Saiyan stared at him for a minute. "Yeah. I couldn't be happier. Vegeta understands me. Chi-chi never let me be me; she always tried to change what I was, who I am. He gets that, he is what I am. We're the only one left." Goku smiled at his long time friend and Piccolo nodded.

"Do you approve?" Vegeta questioned, appearing out of no where. "It's not like I care. But Kakarrot does." he added quickly.

"Of course. You two belong together." Piccolo smirked knowing the prince cared for his opinion.

The only worry left was Gohan, Goku didn't want his oldest son to think badly of him but he'd disappeared along with his wife and daughter. The Saiyan was crushed and refused to go to bed when Vegeta asked. The headache from before had worsened so he sat in the quiet kitchen with a glass of vodka. Hopefully the drink would calm his nerves but five cups later he just turned out drunk.

Reilyn had left the party earlier, long before any questions about her had the time to arise, but now she was desperately hungry and went to kitchen. A drunk and depressed Goku is what she found there, mulling over his sixth glass.

"Goku," She started but one look from him shut her mouth. He was tired, sad, and in pain; in more ways than one. Sitting down next to him she rubbed his back. Worry swept over her and she saddened. "Want to know a secret?" he didn't look at her but she kept on talking. "You're technical a King. Did you know that? Probably not, Vegeta never bothered to tell you."

"Gohan hates me."

Reilyn had hoped her off the wall comment would change his thoughts but he was sucked into the drama that was his life at the moment. She should have known better than to rub titles in his face, it didn't faze him. "He doesn't, he just hasn't realized the blessing. He will." She said. "You have to give him time."

"No, he hates me. I left his mother for what everyone still thinks as a monster then let his younger brother stuff her in a closet."

Suddenly they stared at one another the slowly shifted their eyes to the pantry. No one had seen Chi-chi, or heard her in hours. No one knew if she was still in there. Goku bit his lip.

"You check." he demanded.

Reilyn looked horrified. "No you. She's your wife."

"You put her in there."

"You didn't stop me." she pointed out.

"You dropped her."

"Once again, you never stopped me. Us." She added, lastly.

"Together then?" Goku asked standing quietly nut he tripped over the chair leg.

"Fine, you pansy."

They both walked to the door, then Goku pushed her closer. "Open it." She rolled her eyes and turned the knob. Chi-chi lay in the floor, small pool of blood around her head. Shutting the door quickly, Reilyn turned sharply to face her uncle.

"What?"

"Like I told Bulma earlier, she might be alive." Reilyn mumbled. "I'm positive she is."

Goku raised an eyebrow at her. "How positive is positive?" Watching he's niece closely, he saw her eyes slide to the side.

"Um, 15%? Maybe." She said. "Oh she'll be fine! Why don't we go to bed and worry about it in the morning!" Reilyn grabbed his arm but he swung her around.

"She's bleeding isn't she?"

"Oh!" Reilyn patted his chest. "You can read me like a book. Yes, but not bad I don't think."

Forcing Reilyn to help him, he carried Chi-chi to the medical wing of Capsule Corporation and checked her vitals. After an hour of testing is seemed Chi-chi would live along enough to drive Goku more crazy. They left her there on a bed and headed up stairs for sleep.

The next morning Chi-chi was gone before anyone woke up and luckily for Goku his headache was gone for now. Vegeta and Trunks sat at the kitchen table talking about names and things while Goten helped Goku cook breakfast, Bulma sat at the counter reading paper work while Reilyn was in the back yard meditating. The fathers to be finished their task and fed their mates before feeding themselves and left the rest for Bulma.

"Thanks you guys, but I have to get to work early. This merger it going to be the death of me." She thanked them before rushing out of the house and into the company wing of the huge building. Trunks smiled.

"I'm glad I don't have to work right now. I got lucky this baby came and made me too weak to fill out paper work. Mom's catching my slack!" he laughed.

"It's about time she did something other than spend all the money she's got nothing to do with." vegeta commented as he bit into a piece of toast. Goku watched his mate.

"Hey, 'Geta?" Goku asked, the mention of money catching his thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"If our planet were still here would I still be third class?" The question had come from no where, and it caught the prince off guard. He choked on his bread. The younger Saiyan patted his mate's back quickly as Vegeta chugged orange juice.

"No, now that you mention it. You'd be an elite. If not King." It saddened him to say it but it was the truth. Goku was far more powerful than himself or his royal house. If their planet had survived, after taking a test and possibly fighting over the throne; Goku would be king of their people.

"I never wanted to admit it, especially now that there's nothing to rule over. I'd like to think of myself as a prince still but you would be King. You're the most powerful Saiyan ever to have lived."

Goku looked shocked, but not stunned. "King?"

"Yes. Now, why ask me such a question?" Vegeta asked. Goku hugged him tight and kissed his forehead.

"I just wanted to hear you say it." Goku smiled sincerely. "But you'll always be a prince. Always."

Three months passed with no word from Chi-chi or Gohan. Goku's other friends stopped by on a regular basis to ask how thing were going. Each time Reilyn disappeared, even though Goku asked her to let him introduce her to them. She would politely declined and vanish. Trunks and Vegeta were round like beach balls by this point and stuck together like glue. They only slept apart except when the prince would sneak out of his room to hang out with his niece.

Reilyn and Vegeta sat on her bed watching some weird animated show about squids while stuffing their faces. It was right after midnight, Vegeta had snuck away from Goku while he slept to come talk to his niece. They both held a jar off nutella in their laps and spread between them on a tray was fruit, pretzels, pickles, chips, various candies, pepperoni slices, and chicken. Reilyn watched in awe as Vegeta mixed pickles with chicken and dipped it in the hazelnut chocolate. She was using the pretzel sticks and fruit but the knocked-up Saiyan was being creative, to say the least.

They had talked for an hour about nothing just enjoying company that wasn't bothersome. Reilyn put away her chocolate and laid down on her side to watch Vegeta eat. He turned and smiled at her munching on a pepperoni slice covered in dipping goodness. She smiled back at him and thought about his weird baby cravings. That's when her eyes looked down at his belly and felt the pulse of energy there along with the sight of his bulging tummy; how big he was going to get and where all that food was going. Reilyn remembered the first night she was here with her new family and what happened. Not knowing the prince well enough to ask at the time, but she was very close to him now and had his friendship.

"Can I ask you something?" she asked staring into his eyes. He nodded while licking his fingers clean of chocolate. Reilyn took a deep breath. "This isn't the first time you've been pregnant, is it?"

The short Saiyan slowly turned his head to stare at his niece, wide eyed. "No, it isn't." Vegeta replied after a minute, a sad wave rolled over Reilyn and she couldn't help but cry. She could feel every thought passing through the princes head. His hormones were high enough for her to reacted instantly, automatically. "How did you know?"

She smiled sadly. "Remember when I took away you pain my first night here? When I did that, feelings, thoughts, images came flowing into my head. I knew, I just knew, you'd been through this! I knew how, when, but not who or why?" Reilyn explained. "It was a sensation of knowing that pain that caught my attention. How long ago?"

"I was young when it happened. Under the control of Frieza, and entering my first rut. He was hard and rough but I knew he loved me, and that's why I let him claim me. He refused I do the same, saying I was royal and should remain un-claimed incase anything happened." Vegeta felt extremely pathetic, he was almost in tears as he spoke. "When it did I was grateful for his sacrifice but I awoke one morning with child. It was odd, both mates must be claimed to have a proper pregnancy. That's why I miscarried, but when he died, I was glad I didn't go with him." Vegeta never once mentioned 'his' name but the emotionally flood drowning Reilyn told her even more than what he was saying.

"Daddy." She whimpered, tears making little streams down her cheeks. Vegeta moved the tray of food to the end table, before slipping down to curl with Reilyn. "Did you love him?" she looked up toward the prince snuggling closer to him. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, hugging her.

"Yes, I suppose I did. Just so you know it was Saiyan instinct. He did love your mother." Vegeta commented.

"I never doubted it." the witch smiled. "But how can you love Goku when he's the one that killed your first love? And secured never having a child with him again?" Reilyn was full of questions but the prince didn't seem bothered by it. Instead he smiled at her. This smile was golden, it lit the prince's face up, and she was overwhelmed with sense of devotion, happiness, and love.

"Can you love Goku even though he killed your father and took him from yourself and mother? Can you? Or just because he's blood?" Vegeta answered her questioned with one of his own. It confused her but only for a second.

"Yes I can and I can give a better reason than that." She smiled up at him. "But you haven't told him any of this?"

The prince shook his head. "No."

TBC

Ranni- Oh shit I'm drunk and this Chapter was tough to write. Thank you god I had the last two pages written weeks ago. I finally found a place to put the insert. Now I'm going to bed. Night sober world.

Goku- Drunk. -shakes head-

Vegeta- Look who's calling the kettle black, hmm?

Goku- What?!