A/N: This is the sequel to 'Under the moonlight'. It was supposed to be a one-shot, but since I had so many requests for it to be continued… I'll give it a go. I just knew I couldn't do a one-shot properly.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball nor do I generate any profit from this. This is for entertainment only.

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"What the fuck! Stupid brat, you woke me up for that?!"

Bulma groaned, forcing an eye open as she reached for the clock. 3.18 am… it was still too early… she yawned, stretching just as Vegeta returned to the bed. "What's wrong…"

"It's nothing, go back to sleep" he waved off her concerns.

"… it's normal Vegeta… the baby's turned; engaged, you'll have to go to the toilet often…"

"The brat's been using my bladder as its cushion. All these ungodly hours of bathroom visits and it's only a freaking trickle" he grumbled, sitting up as he leaned against the headboard.

"It happens… there's pressure because the baby's growing… and your organs are shifting to accommodate it…" she started to sit up.

"Go back to sleep, Bulma"

"It's ok…" she leaned against his shoulder. "Vegeta… I'm worried about Trunks. Have you noticed he's been…"

"He's old enough to take care of himself"

"I know he is, but a mother can't help but worry. You noticed, didn't you?"

"Hn" he closed his eyes, nodding once.

"He won't tell me anything but he might tell you… please Vegeta, talk to him"

He frowned. This wasn't his field of expertise, this heart to heart, bonding, father to son chats; whatever they call it, just wasn't his thing… but she was right. If the circumstances surrounding Trunks' unexplainable behaviour, his reason for this sudden need to put distance between himself and Goten was indeed what he suspected it to be, then he was the best person and likely the only one capable of explaining things to him.

…

"He's late…" Bulma sighed as she held the reports on her latest findings. "Are you sure you don't want to wait for Goku?"

"Just give me the damn report, woman" Vegeta crossed his arms, hissing a little as his arms pressed against his sensitive chest.

"You might not want to do that; you'll be sensitive as the due date draws closer. And that milk, also known as Colostrum is a little different from human's milk, considering it has small traces of fats, but still important for the child's development. That means eating healthily and absolutely no coffee"

"Fuck" Vegeta cursed, his cheeks starting to show a bright colour of red at the notion that he, the prince of all Saiyans would have to nurse an infant. More so than the ongoing saga of banning coffee from his daily diet.

"It's only for a few days, after which the milk should change to regular breast milk"

"Are you telling me that the brat has to nurse for more than a few days?!"

"Sheesh… you don't have to sound 'that' worried. I'm not sure about Saiyans but humans produce Colostrum for a few days, after which it changes to breast milk and yes, it's possible to produce this milk for months and years" she snickered at the look of horror on Vegeta's face. "Not every woman is the same, some couldn't produce enough milk and there are those who didn't want to for whatever reasons. That's where powder milk formula comes in. So I suggest you feed the kid when it's born for a few days at least before switching to formula if you prefer that option. Oh! And I also have this thing. I'm so glad I didn't throw it away"

Bulma turned to the side compartment and brought out a breast pump.

"What the heck is this?" Vegeta raised a brow, having not seen one before in his life; rather, he wasn't around to see Bulma use it.

"It's a breast pump for expressing milk. It's simple to use, you just stick this suction, known as the nipple tunnel to the breast and switch it on. What it does is apply a suction motion that pulls the nipple and then releases it; the milk will then be extracted into this little container, which we can store in the fridge for later feedings"

"I'm not a cow! Get that disgusting contraction away from me!" No way was that thing ever coming near his chest! "That might not even be necessary. I recall babies were sent off to other planets days after they're born. They must have been weaned by then" Vegeta nodded to himself.

"Perhaps. But we don't know for certain, let's just be prepared; it never hurts" Bulma knew what he was talking about, he had told her years ago but still she shuddered to think anyone would use babies as weapons and tools; thank goodness Freeza was dead.

"What the hell?!" Vegeta removed his arms to discover that his shirt was damped.

"Here" she kept the breast pump and handed him a clean, dry hand towel, snickering as he removed his shirt and cleaned off the leakage from his chest. "That's also normal" laughing more when he started to growl.

"How the fuck do you stop it?!"

"We use maternity milk pads to absorb the leakage, Vegeta" she laughed, bringing her hand to her mouth. "Though I don't think they have it in your size! Your chest is… too broad! Ha ha ha!"

"It's not funny!" he blushed as he pressed the towel to his chest. "And I'm not wearing a fucking bra!"

Her stomach ached slightly and her sides were starting to hurt from her giggle fits, the indignant look on her husband's face and the hand towel across his chest only made it harder for her to stop. Finally, she took deep breaths, panting before calming herself relatively enough.

"Ok Vegeta… I don't have an answer for that but I suggest you wear something that camouflages it, like something with prints or… a jacket. At least until we reverse this wish" she breathed slowly, catching her breath after that last giggle fit. "Here. Let me see them" she removed the towel Vegeta held gently.

She noticed that the areolas around his nipples were slightly darker.

"Doesn't look that bad, but they can be very tender and sensitive. Are you doing alright? I'm here for you… you know that right?" she asked him, touching his cheek gently.

"I'm fine" he turned elsewhere, his awkward level going up another notch when she examined his chest closely. He shivered when she brought a finger over the sensitive bub, rubbing it gently in a circular motion. A second brush had him suck his breath in as pleasure shook his entire core, rushing downwards to his member. "Bulma… stop that"

She stopped, reluctantly but not before giving that tender bub a little tug. He moaned, then growled; flushing red to his ears when that little 'foreplay' caused his nipples to leak again.

"Woman… I'll get you for that"

"Bring it on" she winked before Vegeta turned to the door, having felt Trunks' ki; the boy was done with his kata. "Trunks?" she asked him.

He didn't answer, instead he kept his eyes to the door and the silence that followed was enough. A nod was all he gave before exiting the infirmary.

Goten scrolled through the contacts on his handphone, stopping at one particular contact. He stared at the name, his thumb inches away from the call button. His hand shook at his hesitation, his thumb twitching as the boy was pulled into a tug of war; within himself.

Frustrated and angry with himself, he brought his hand with the handphone over his head. He was about to fling it across the room when the door slowly opened.

"Goten?" the man asked from the other side of the door, pushing it open.

"…dad"

"Is something bothering you, Goten?" Goku looked at his son. He had been in his zombie state for about 3 weeks now and it had gone on long enough.

"Dad… I really messed things up…" Goten brought his hand down again, dropping his handphone on his tatami.

"Let's spar, Goten; get some fresh air. I'll see you outside ok?" Goku left the room, deciding to take their conversation elsewhere after noticing Trunks' name on his son's mobile. As much as he wanted to go over the weekly reviews with Vegeta and Bulma, his son needed him more at this very moment; he was confident they would understand.

…

"It's about Trunks. Am I right, son?"

"Dad… I did something terrible… to Trunks" Goten began explaining from the beginning, starting with his intentions of talking to Trunks that led to something else he was now ashamed of; worse, there seemed to be blanks, gaps in his memories. He could not explain the circumstances that led to what happened nor could he understand why he did what he did. The look of shock on his father's face was no surprise; no doubt he would be disappointed in him, for his actions, and ashamed. Yet just as sudden, that shock changed to one of scrutiny as his father waited for him to continue.

"I wanted to go see him… to apologise, but… he was with someone… my classmate. I wanted to go up to them right there and then… but I... I just left. Dad… I felt this burning urge… I wanted to hurt her… I had thoughts of killing her… It hurts to see them together… but I'm scared, I had to leave or I might actually do it; or something worse" Goten watched as his father started to frown, closing his eyes for a brief moment before nodding once.

"Saiyan instincts"

"Saiyan instincts? What do you mean, dad?" Goten blinked.

Goku nodded again. "You were hunting a mate, Goten. What you did… even that bite was part of a Saiyan mating ritual. You were trying to establish your dominance, a right to your mate"

"I don't understand…" Goten scratched his head.

"You see Goten, when 2 Saiyans are ready to mate, one of them would issue a chase. If the other accepts the invitation and catches them, a fight to determine who takes the dominant role takes place. The winner gets the right to sex first… that means being on top, Goten. That's what happened between you and Trunks. You wanted Trunks and your Saiyan side demanded that you safeguard what was yours. You saw your classmate as a rival and you responded how a Saiyan would, but I'm glad you stopped yourself" Goku explained as best he could, as much as he recalled; he himself having received the same 'education' from Vegeta more than a year ago.

"You mean… Trunks and I… we wanted to mate? It didn't seem that way"

"I know you did at least, Goten" Goku looked at his son. "I knew it for some time actually; I thought I should let you discover, decide on your own. Had I known this would happen… I should have talked to you about this a long time ago"

Goten hugged Goku, feeling slightly better, though on a thin margin.

"Dad… thank you. I think I understand now, but Trunks… I'm not sure if he'll ever forgive me, whether it was instinct or not… and…" he stopped right there, unwilling to mention Ruby again.

"I think he reacted that way because he didn't understand either, Goten. If you want, I can talk to Trunks or ask Vegeta to explain it to- !" Goku looked up immediately.

"That was Vegeta-san!" Goten got up immediately, sensing what his father did. Quickly, he placed his hand on his father's shoulder just as Goku brought two fingers to his temple; teleporting them to Capsule Corp.

…

Unknown to Goten, Trunks was doing the same, the only difference was the fact that the phone had indeed flown across his room; narrowly missing Vegeta when he opened the door.

"Dad! Don't just come in like that" Trunks calmed himself, startled by Vegeta's sudden entry. Vegeta frowned harder, unimpressed at his son's lack of awareness; he should have been able to sense him coming. He hadn't masked his ki; indirectly announcing his presence.

"How much longer do you intend to keep up with this disgraceful behaviour!" he demanded, getting straight to the point as he always had.

Trunks tensed at the sudden outburst "Dad?"

"Do you intend to keep this up forever? Holing yourself in your room like a goddamn coward? I taught you better than that, Trunks"

"Damn it, dad! It's not that simple and it's not just about me!"

"Then tell me, boy. I won't ask again"

The downcast look on Trunks' face wasn't what he had expected. He would have welcomed anything else; anger might just as well been preferable. Damn it, he cursed; frustrated at himself for being 'soft', blaming it on his current condition and his inconsistent hormone changes. "Tell me, Trunks" he asked again, softer this time as he walked over to him.

"That day… at the dojo…" Trunks began; the need to get everything off his chest came on stronger than he thought possible. By the time he was done, he felt no shame, just relief… a little better now that he had told someone; someone he trusted, rather than keep it all inside him.

"Just yesterday, I met this girl. She was Goten's classmate" Trunks could not recall her name. "There's really something wrong with me dad… she was beautiful and charming but I…"

"What did you do?"

"I was anywhere but with her… I apologised and ended the date… came home immediately. What's wrong with me, dad…" Trunks asked; seeking his father's guidance, something… anything or he would go crazy.

"There's nothing wrong with you, Trunks" Vegeta told him.

"We've had this talk before, Trunks. It's part of being Saiyan. You were just reacting accordingly, granted a little different. Something likely brought about by the human side in you" Vegeta gave it some thought, certain he was on the right page. "The Saiyan in you had already decided on your choice of mate. Your reaction to Goten's proposition, served as an invitation for him to hunt you; you were initiating a chase and a fight followed after. It's normal"

It had been some years back but Trunks remembered the talk. Back then, his father had taught him the ways of his people; hunting a mate was one of them. Trunks wasn't ignorant of the teachings but he hadn't given it much thought after. Recalling it now made some things clearer for him, but it wasn't saying much.

"I know what you're saying dad, but this is Goten we're talking about. I know Saiyans take male mates too but… he's been my best friend. Even if he felt that way I…" Trunk struggled with his words.

"This would be the human side of you talking" Vegeta cut in. "If it had been up to a full blooded Saiyan, he would have known what he wanted and stood by his decision" Vegeta stopped himself from finishing his sentence, he was proud of his son, full or half blooded.

"What does hiding in this room get you? If you have already decided to distance yourself from Goten for good, then toughen up and make it clear to Kakarotto's brat. That would have been kinder; for both of you" The truth of the matter, the human blood in Trunks' veins was what's causing the indecision and hesitation despite the obvious. It was that clear to everyone that those two were close; on the level of soon-to-be mates in Vegeta's and Goku's opinion.

"That wasn't what I was doing! There are behaviour guidelines here too and the idea of two guys…" Trunks stopped, unsure what he was trying or going to say.

"Trunks" Vegeta's voice brought Trunks' attention back. "I've told you what you needed to know; explained what you didn't understand. What you do with this knowledge is up to you; accept what your Saiyan side wants or decline and move on. But no son of mine is going to run away and expect things to go back to normal, much less work out because it doesn't work that way"

After a long pause, Trunks sucked his lips in and nodded.

"Thanks dad… I'll think it over. Dad?"

Trunks started to get up the moment he saw his father lean heavily against the door. His ki was strained and he looked as if in pain. He supported Vegeta gently to his bed; it was only after doing so that he noticed traces of blood on the sheets.

"Just lie here" quickly, he called his mother; informing her just moments before Goku and Goten IT'ed in.

"Vegeta?!" Goku came to his side immediately, panic setting in when he caught a whiff of blood. "Are you alright?!"

"Fucking hurts…" Vegeta tried to focus past his discomfort, feeling faint for some reason.

"Trunks?! Vegeta-san?! I'll go get Bulma-san!" Goten was able to run out the door when Trunks caught his arm.

"I've already called her! She'll be here soon!" Trunks told him. The two boys began to panic, looking like two headless chickens running about, one going back and forth the monitors, checking to see if his mother was reaching while the other was skipping up and down in one spot outside Trunks' room, keeping a lookout for her.

"Bulma-san! Here, hurry!" Goten waved her over.

"Vegeta?! Alright! Don't panic! Trunks, Goten you both get me a basin of warm water and some towels. Goku! Stay and help me move Vegeta to the infirmary! Everyone get going!" Bulma quickly shooed them out.

"Got it!" all 3 guys answered at once, rushing to complete their assigned tasks.

It was a false alarm, a scare that spooked a few years off everyone's lives.

"Alright… I got the examination and x-ray results, and some strange news. Remember that talk we had about birthing and caesarean?" Bulma asked.

"Just tell me, Bulma" Vegeta was too tired to play guessing games.

"Alright… don't freak out on me but your body underwent another change and currently, there's a slit behind your scrotum along the underside … that's where the blood came from… and according to the x-ray… it's now connected and..." she saw the look of terror on Vegeta's face and nodded, not saying more.

"DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!" Vegeta ranted, going ballistic the moment Bulma delivered the news to him. "That's it! I'm going to gather the damn dragon balls right this minute!" he started to push himself up.

"Vegeta. It's going to be alright. Calm yourself!" Bulma held his arm, only for him to snatch his arm back.

"Vegeta! Calm down~" Goku tried to stop him.

"Don't tell me to calm down, you bastard! This is all your fault!" Vegeta took a swing at Goku, scoring a hit to his face.

Ignoring the throbbing in his cheek, Goku grabbed hold of Vegeta, firmly but gently. "Calm down…"

"Fuck you! Kakarotto!"

"Shh… calm down" Goku brought Vegeta closer to him; gently he pulled Vegeta's face closer, allowing him to lean against his collarbone. He brought his hand across and over the smaller Saiyan's head, shielding his eyes and the tears that threatened to spill. "It'll be alright…"

"Damn you…" Vegeta cursed as his tears flowed, before they fell onto Goku's gi.

Bulma frowned at the sight… grateful that Goku was able to stop Vegeta from hurting himself but a tiny bit jealous at the picture right now.

"Alright… both of you, outside" she turned to Trunks and Goten. She gave them a look that left no room for arguments, trusting that they knew enough not to say a word of this and to give Vegeta some privacy.

Thankfully, they did; both boys left the infirmary without any questions.

…

It was awkward, even though they've not said a word to each other.

They stood there… fidgeting, seemingly to find everything else around them more interesting… anything to ignore the other's presence.

It was maddening.

"Trunks" Goten spoke first; earning himself a small jump from Trunks.

"Goten…" he acknowledged, their first chat after 3 weeks; 3 awkward weeks and it still was.

"Listen… I…"

Then both boys felt numerous kis, heading their direction.

…

"Eh?" Goku turned towards the kis, surprised that the gang was heading towards Capsule Corp. Vegeta felt them as well but said nothing.

"Son-kun?"

"Everyone's here…" Goku answered her.

"Everyone?"

"Yeah. Krillen, Gohan and everyone" Goku confirmed it, while Vegeta snorted; feeling much better now that he was calm and had somewhat embraced the latest change in his body.

"Let's go see"

…

"You guys gave us all quite the scare. We felt Vegeta's ki plunge and then Goku's, Goten's, Trunks' and Bulma's skyrocketed; so we thought we come over and see what's up" Krillen explained.

"Oh" Goku started rubbing the back of his head.

"So is everything ok? Is Vegeta ok?" Gohan asked.

"Everything's fine actually. Sorry for the scare and thanks" Bulma assured them, thanking them for their concerns.

"What about the baby? Is it ok?" that was Krillen again.

"Eh? You know about that?" Bulma blinked, surprised. She turned to look at Trunks and Goten, who shook their heads.

"Oh yeah… I told Krillen" Goku scratched his cheek.

"Just how many people did you tell, Kakarotto?!" Vegeta demanded, hissing as he made his entrance; there was no point hiding, now that 'everyone' seemed to have already known what he wasn't ready to tell.

"I didn't tell everyone! I swear! I told my family and Krillen" Goku waved his hands in front. "Ah wait… Yamcha was there too when I told Krillen… so he knew… so was 18, Master Roshi… then there was Oolong and Puer. Dende knew so Piccolo must have known too…" Goku admitted. "So basically… other than Tienshinhan and Chiaotzu, everyone knows"

Vegeta growled; his ki threatened to soar.

"It's fine, Vegeta. Like I said, no one can hide a baby and since everyone knows; that means less drama" Bulma calmed him down, barely.

"Ma, don't worry about it Vegeta. We're not here to tease you or anything. We came because we wanted to help. Here" Krillen brought out a box of mochi. "I got these for you. I heard that you've been craving for them; and there are other stuffs we got too"

Vegeta glared at the box of mochi. A moment of hesitation before he snatched it out of Krillen's hands, a little too eagerly; he retreated to the room to eat in peace, having no desire to be with the crowd or share his treat with anyone.

"Looks like a go ahead to me. Since everyone's here, why not stay for a barbeque? I can arrange it" Bulma, forever the hospitable host started making calls.

…

"Trunks" Goten approached him. "Trunks… I"

"Not here" Trunks stopped him, nodding towards the sky before he took flight; trusting that Goten would follow him as he led them some distance from Capsule Corp.

They flew for 15 minutes before Trunks was satisfied with the distance. He stopped, staying in mid-flight; Goten followed him.

"It's far enough" Trunks waited for Goten to start first.

"Trunks… I'm sorry. I wanted to talk to you then… but what I did… I had no right and… I… I don't know what came over me. I'm sorry" he bowed.

"My dad explained things to me. I'm not going to say it's alright, Goten… but I'm not blaming you… just let it go… I don't want to lose my best friend"

"Then… that means you and she…" Goten's heart sunk… Trunks wanted them to be friends, just friends.

"It's got nothing to do with her and no. She was a gold-digger with good looks"

"Eh? Then…" Goten's face lit up when Trunks waved the topic off. So they weren't together. Yokata! "My dad explained it to me too, Trunks… what I did was wrong but I now understood why I acted that way. I want you, Trunks and I still do"

"It's enough, Goten! We're friends… isn't that enough?" he turned, only to realise Goten had closed the distance and was now just inches away from him. Trunks started to move away but Goten stopped him, holding him gently by his arms.

"It's never enough. I've never been more certain in my life, Trunks… I want you, not just as a friend… I want all of you"

"Don't I have a say in this? Does my opinion not matter?" Trunks narrowed his eyes, prying one of Goten's hands from his arm.

"Then tell me how you feel, Trunks. I want to know… does this disgust you … or did you want this too" Goten leaned closer, bringing their lips together; he felt Trunks resist for a moment… but slowly he stopped resisting.

He brought his arms around Trunk's waist, bringing him closer towards him. Trunks responded by bringing his own arms around Goten's shoulders. Goten brought up a hand, resting it against the back of Trunks' head as the kiss started to take on a different route. Gently, he ran his tongue along Trunks' lips, asking without words and Trunks answered, opening just enough for Goten. Their tongues met with a gentle caress, swirling against the other in a seductive dance, parting reluctantly for air.

"Trunks…"

All too soon, Trunks returned to his senses. He struck out instinctively, hitting Goten in the face. "Goten…" he blushed, realising what happened moments before. He pushed his friend, keeping him in his sight and a fair distance from him.

"Let's just go back… people will start to miss us" Trunks suggested. Not knowing what to say after he had kissed and punched his best friend. Gratefully, Goten agreed after recovering from that punch. It wasn't a hard punch but it had taken him by surprise, therefore unprepared.

"Trunks" he took hold of his hand, gently just as Trunks was about to pass by him. "I know you feel the same way… and I'm sorry if you think I'm forceful but… I won't let this go… not unless I'm convinced you do not want me back"

"Let go, Goten" Trunks started to pull his hand back.

"Either prove me wrong or admit the truth, Trunks. I'm not going to lie to myself anymore either"

Without warning, Trunks snatched his hand back and took off towards Capsule Corp. He did not stop once, not even to see if Goten was following him; his heart was pounding so strongly in his chest that he needed the space to breathe. He had to get away from there before his resolve started to crumble, and it was only a matter of time.

To be continued ~

Well no baby thoughts this time; due date getting closer, very close XD

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Hi Angel a goku x vegeta fan

Thanks for the review.

I usually try not to rewrite genes that I've already written and I'm actually rather busy right now with 4 ongoing fics to work on. I don't want to make promises, but maybe; if inspiration hits me

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As always I hope everyone enjoyed this.

Don't forget to tell me what you think, have a great day everyone