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*authors note: sorry for any confusion in previous chapters, hopefully all questions are answered in this one. read on my lovelies :)
We touched down outside the apartment and were arguing amicably with each other but before I opened the door I paused and turned to Alexion.
"I'm warning you beforehand, your little brother is nearly six months pregnant with twins, his alpha may or may not try to challenge you. The only reason my alpha isn't challenging you is because he's right here." I gestured to Piccolo and he regarded him with great interest, causing me to inch closer to my mate.
"You mated with a Namek? That's awesome!"
"Yeeees," I said slowly, "anyways, just…tread lightly, alright? I don't want to have to explain a corpse to your parents when they get back tomorrow morning. In fact…just, let me go first." I was rambling and Piccolo rolled his eyes to the heavens in exasperation.
"Gohan, stop rambling and get your pregnant tush inside before I drag you in by your tail." I gave a small 'meep' of fright and scurried in, seeing Goten snuggling with a giant blanket clad, snoozing Trunks. He glanced over to us and sniffed the air, and then growled low in his chest.
"Goten, don't. He's ok. He's not going to take Trunks away from you."
"He'd better stay away from him then, and I mean from here to there type distance." He snarled, and Trunks sat up a little straighter wondering what was causing the disturbance.
"'Ten?" he mumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, and I glided over to the loveseat and sat on the arm. Piccolo came up behind me and rubbed his hand down my back in a soothing motion as I put my head in my hands. It had been a very long day, and it looked like I would have to intervene. Alexion smiled and put his hands up in a placating gesture and leaned against the wall.
"I guess you should also mention that he's his half-brother?" Piccolo muttered off-handedly, as if we were talking about the weather and not trying to stop a fight from breaking out. Goten was still growling heavily, his upper lip pulled back showing his elongated canine fangs, and Alexion continued smiling easily. Trunks sniffed the air and frowned.
"You smell…familiar. I feel like I should know you but…I've never met you."
"I would shake your hand however, at the risk of losing a limb I think I'll stay over here."
"That would be wise," Goten threatened, his tail bristling behind him. Trunks placed a hand on Goten's thigh and stood up slowly, then ambled off down the hall towards their room.
The second the door shut, Goten launched himself off the couch towards Alexion and pushed him up against the wall with his hand around his throat. I went to leap up and help Alexion but Piccolo held me back.
"You're not endangering yourself in a normal alpha battle." Piccolo muttered, and I looked over at Alexion helplessly. He nodded at me and said
"It's ok. He needs to show his dominance."
"Don't talk unless I ask you a question. What's your angle?" he spat venomously into his face. I strained against Piccolo's grip but couldn't disentangle myself.
"I am simply staying here the night whilst my parents are…otherwise occupied." He chose his words carefully, and Goten snarled again.
"One of his parents is Raditz, Goten. So technically, he's under Noir Clan's protection." Piccolo calmly said. Goten snapped his head over to us, and then glared at us fiercely before slowly turning the glare onto Alexion. He backed away carefully, his eyes never straying from the other man, who for his part stood calm and collected.
"Stay away from Trunks," he warned, before backing down towards the hall, spinning on his heel and snapping the door shut letting us know he'd gone into their room. I exhaled slowly.
"Uh…so, that's your cousin Goten. He's…um…"
"A real charmer." Piccolo deadpanned, and I thumped him with my fist on his thigh.
"No, he really is. He's…very protective over his mate. I'll stay out of their way. Which couch do they frequent the least?" I pointed to the one that I had been on earlier, and he nodded.
"Alright, I'll sleep there then. I don't want my scent to make more problems." I sighed heavily, and told him we'd be in the next room if he needed anything. He slid into the cushions and was asleep nearly as soon as his head hit the armrest, and I leaned over to grab a blanket from the basket at the end of the couch and threw it over him. Then I was being led by the hand into my bedroom and was being pushed onto the bed the second the door shut behind us, Piccolo's lips crushing to mine. I smiled and let him lay on top for a moment before gently pushing him off.
"You can't lay on me like that anymore, Pic, you could hurt the baby," I said softly, and the expression of shock on his face had me in stitches I was laughing so hard. He frowned at me and slowly laid down beside me with his hand on my stomach protectively.
"I meant as I get bigger," I laughed as he continued to glare at me suspiciously. Gods I loved this man. I reached for him and drew his head down to kiss him, my fingers grasping the back of his head and he moaned softly as I toyed with the sensitive tips of his ears. They twitched under my hand and I felt his antennae reach out and entangle themselves in my thick dark hair. We lay like that for some time before I felt myself becoming drowsy and I pulled back from him slowly, his eyes being heavy lidded and his lips now swollen.
"I love you," I whispered, and he nodded, unable to speak through the thickness of emotion he was feeling. He had never felt something like this before, and I only knew how he was feeling because he was sending waves of it to me through our bond. Swallowing heavily, he moved back so I could kick off my shoes and crawl into bed where I continued to strip until I was in only my boxers. He crawled in shortly thereafter and wrapped his arms around me securely, pulling me to him. He nuzzled my head with his nose and I fell asleep warm and happy.
The next day started wonderfully as I was slowly kissed awake, and then whilst still half asleep was moved to a submissive position on my arms and knees, a pillow being provided for under my stomach. I woke up a bit faster when I felt him kiss down my back in a line to the center of my body, and I started moaning when he pulled down my boxers and started kissing my hole too.
"Piccolo," I sighed in contentment, and I knew he was smirking with where he was due to what he was doing to me. I gripped the pillow and moaned into it as he continued licking around the tight ring of muscle, softening it and relaxing me before putting a single finger in. I moaned again and pushed back into the finger, feeling the tip glide along the pad of nerves that was deep inside me, and I shouted into the pillow in pleasure.
"P-Pic…uhn…need…you…." I panted out and he was more than eager to comply. I felt him position his hard penis at my hole and slowly push in, and I cried out, bucking my hips against him. He held me steady so that he didn't fall out again, and waited until I was ready to start rocketing into me. We were nothing if not immense fuck-bunnies, and always horny for each other. Just because I was pregnant didn't mean he would show me mercy with the intensity of his fucking, not that I minded in the least. He groaned out my name and leaned over my back effectively covering my body with his almost and reached around to grasp my firm cock in his hand.
"Uhn-FUCK!" I moaned, and held onto the headboard for dear life as he wildly made love to me, his breathless, low moans in my ear. My hair was hanging to one side and he kissed me between my shoulder blades, biting and licking his way around the muscles and found his way to my neck. This time when we came together, he bit me from behind, and I saw white before I think I passed out for a second because I came to to his concerned voice.
"Gohan? Gohan!" he had pulled out of me and I slowly opened my eyes and grinned lazily.
"Uhn? Wha-Piccolo-Sama I'm ok, I promise," he was pulling me into his lap and I was instantly horny again, the blood from the bite he'd just given me still running down my back slightly. His raked his hands down my back I positioned myself on top of him and rode us into bliss again, with periodic slaps from him on my ass. My tail had reached around and was caressing his face lovingly when I finally sank forwards, exhausted.
"Fucking hell, Gohan," he panted as I sat limply on top of him trying to catch my breath. I chuckled tiredly and leaned forward, licking some sweat from his neck and kissing him. His hands were hot and wanting at my waist still, but I was tuckered out.
"I can't…keep going," I panted. He nodded, knowing enough about pregnancy that he knew the baby was taking a lot of energy from me. When we calmed down, I slowly got off him and he had to help me to the bathroom so I could shower since I was unsteady on my feet. I grinned at him while he studiously washed my body off and stood up on my tiptoes to kiss the tip of his nose. He blinked and looked at me in surprise and then growled before pulling me closer to him, our bodies' slick with soap. I giggled and sighed when he bent his head down and kissed me roughly.
"Gohan," he drawled when he pulled back from the kiss, "you're being particularly flirty today." I shrugged.
"You started it." I teased, and then flicked him with my tail. He bared his teeth at me but I smirked at him before turning around and washing off the rest of the soap. He came up behind me and put his arms around me, his hands caressing my stomach. I smiled at this domestic side of my love.
"When did you find out?"
"After I went through my heat the other day. I was curious, so I wanted to see if I could sense the ki of Trunks and Goten's babies, and I could however I was surprised because I felt something foreign inside me as well. I told you as soon as I could, once I was for sure I truly was with child." I finished washing my front and leaned my head back on his shoulder and watched him move his hand around in calming circles on my stomach. I purred, my tail curling around his leg and he must have approved of the action because we stayed like that until the water ran cold.
"Ready to face the day?" he murmured, and I nodded, my eyes half shut in contentment. Shutting the water off we exited, throwing towels and robes on prospectively and walking into our room to get dressed. I still hadn't told anyone that we were expecting, and then halted when I remembered that Piccolo had let it slip out to Alexion before we came into the house yesterday.
"Fuck!" I stopped what I was doing midway through buttoning my jeans up and stared in horror wide eyed at the wall.
"What?" Piccolo asked over his shoulder, and then I rushed out to the living room hastily shoving my head through a dark sweater that belonged to Piccolo. Trunks was yawning and waddling around the kitchen bleary eyed making breakfast while Goten was glaring daggers at a nervous looking Alexion who was perched on the edge of the couch. I rolled my eyes and then grabbed Alexion by the arm and drug him outside amidst his protests.
"Did you tell anyone?" I blurted out angrily, to be met with a bemused expression from him.
"Tell anyone…what?" he asked in utter confusion, and then when he looked down and smirked I realized my pants were still unbuttoned and almost ready to fall off my slender hips. I breathed a sigh of relief, but then realization dawned on his face.
"Ohhhh, that you're preg-" I clamped a hand over his mouth and hissed out a loud 'SHHHH!' violently. He was snorting and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Look, I just…I want to tell them, ok?" He nodded with wide eyes and I slowly withdrew my hand from his face when the glass door slid open and a confused Goten poked his head out.
"What the fuck is going on, 'han?" I shook my head and stalked back inside, pulling my brother away from the door so that Alexion could safely enter. Piccolo rolled his eyes to heaven from where he was sitting at one of the loveseats and flicked his eyes back at the television.
"Nothing. At least, nothing that you know about yet." I muttered, and smirked at the look of utter incomprehension that passed over his face. Alexion came inside and shut the door behind him, carefully and slowly sitting down at the couch he'd slept on. Goten was growling at him and I drug my little brother behind me into the kitchen and had a few terse words with him in our country bumpkin language. Since we'd grown up away from civilization, we'd had our own dialect that we'd used to speak to each other before we'd been taught better as we grew older.
'Leave him alone, Goten, or are you acting like this because you want to fuck him?'
'What?! How can you say that?! I'm just trying to protect Trunks, and I view him as a threat!'
'Well stop, because he's related to all of us! His parents are Vegeta and Raditz, ya reject thug.'
'…..oh. Well, I'm still in overdrive ever since learning that Trunks was pregnant with twins so…I'm sorry.'
'Don't apologize to me, apologize to our cousin. Also, you know that makes him Trunks' half-brother, right?'
'Uhhh…right. I'll…be nicer, I guess.' He had the good sense to at least look ashamed of himself and Trunks was regarding us curiously, one hand on his pregnant belly.
"Is everything alright?" he asked carefully, and I nodded in his direction while still eyeing my punk brother.
"Yes." We said in unison, and Goten's tail wrapped around his waist in submission. Fucking finally I pulled rank on him. I went and sat next to Piccolo and distracted him from the show he was watching to flirt with him, and then noticed Alexion looking at the clock slightly worried.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh…I just thought mom and dad would be here by now…unless they went back to my house…" he chewed his lip thoughtfully and at I told him how it was probably going down.
"Ok…if they're not back by tonight we'll search for them, but just to let you know, your parents haven't seen each other in eighteen years, and I doubt your mom has had sex in that long. They're probably going at it like bunnies and Vegeta probably got knocked up again, haha." I laughed at my crass explanation because of the look on his face.
"Dad always told me that my mother was who named me, but if I'm understanding this correctly, the pregnant beta should be considered the mother right?" I nodded, and then explained it as best I could.
"Normally, that is correct, however I think it's a little different with Raditz and Vegeta because I don't think Vegeta wanted to come across as weak to you, and so to eliminate any knowledge of Raditz he just said that so you would think your 'mother' died in childbirth. Your family is weird, but if Raditz wants you to call him dad, could you?" Alexion thought quietly for a moment, and then nodded.
"Yeah, I think so. I never knew dad was a beta though. He taught me a lot about Saiyan culture of course but he never told me about who actually had me until yesterday. So I guess my father is actually my mother and vice versa. Fuck, this is confusing." Piccolo, Goten and I all laughed and Trunks just smirked in amusement.
"He was pretty masculine when I was growing up, but maybe it was just all a show." He mused aloud to the room at large.
"Yeah, well, have you even seen Raditz? He could make anyone his bitch," Goten muttered, and I guffawed loudly while Trunks raised his eyebrow at him. Piccolo snorted beside me and deigned to glance in the direction of the kitchen when two people landed on the balcony outside. They opened the door and Alexion's tail started wagging excitedly behind him, his alert black eyes shining with happiness as his parents swaggered through the door hanging off each other.
Vegeta looked a little worse for the wear and Raditz looked the most relaxed that I had ever seen him. I rose a brow in their direction but Piccolo nudged my side and made me look away from them. I rolled my eyes at his antics and watched them walk to stand behind their son. No one wanted to ask, but it was on everyone's faces. Then I realized at the same time that Vegeta hadn't seen Trunks since the night he'd kicked him out under false pretenses, and so he worriedly looked around and saw his lavender haired son looking at him curiously from the kitchen.
"Trunks…" he whispered hoarsely, and Trunks wiped his hands on his pants and ambled out of the kitchen, with Goten hot on his heels. Raditz stood over by Alexion and was asking him how he slept while the showdown between Vegeta and Trunks was going down. I was very alert and ready to step in if anything happened. Piccolo for his part wasn't really watching but I knew he was acutely aware of my every move, because I could sense the alertness in his body.
"H-hi, dad." He muttered, and was regarding him with somewhat of a scared expression. Goten was growling low in his chest and was standing right behind Trunks, and I knew that he could hold his own against the Prince.
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest and harrumphed, but then looked down at his son's bulging belly and his gaze softened. He sniffed the air experimentally, and Trunks cocked his head to the side, and then started whining in a high pitched tone that made all of us cringe. He was submitting to his mate and his dad simultaneously in a way that made my heart hurt. My tail twitched in agitation, but I stayed put knowing that Pic would have an issue with me getting involved.
"Trunks. Will you allow me to speak?" he asked quietly, and you could have cut the air with a knife. Piccolo, by the grace of the gods, stood up slowly to which everyone's heads snapped in our direction. My tail wrapped itself around my stomach in fear, and Piccolo put his hand on my shoulder.
"We're leaving this conversation. Break anything, and I'll break you." He threatened, and he led me out of the room and we went into our training room. The moment we locked ourselves in I let loose a huge sigh of relief and started pacing back in forth, wearing a pattering into the floor. Piccolo stood up against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, and I started biting my thumb, fearing for everyone in the next room.
"Gohan, they aren't going to break anything."
"I…I'm not as worried about that as I am about Trunks' wellbeing. Ugh." I punched a hanging sand bag and it barely quivered so I glared at it.
"Well, I trust Raditz' judgement. Can you sense ki right now?" I shook my head and I went on. "Then you wouldn't know that they're all sitting down at the table and Vegeta is explaining his actions. Goten is right there with him, he'll fight to the death for his mate. Just like I would for you." He walked closer to me and I peered up at him through widened eyes and nodded distractedly.
"This whole business with Bulma Briefs though…it concerns me. I need…" I ran my hand through my hair in frustration while I thought, "I need to get another persons' perspective on this. And you still have to meet my mother," I grinned wickedly at him, and he blanched at the thought.
"Didn't she divorce Goku because he was too simple for her?" I laughed and told him it was something along those lines. I walked to the sliding glass door that led to our own private balcony and he followed me with narrowed eyes, wondering what I was up to.
"Come on, it'll be fun!" I took to the air quickly before he could tell me no and felt him pull up beside me as the air rushed through my hair. I closed my eyes and relaxed the further away we got from the apartment with the battling family, and soon we were passing over cultivated fields in the countryside.
"Where exactly does your mother live?" he asked drolly. I shrugged, knowing it would elicit a funny response from him, and it didn't disappoint as he looked scandalized.
"I know where she lives. She runs my grandfathers' old kingdom. She used to be known as the Ox-Princess, and now she's the queen of the people there. She hasn't seen me in a while…uh, might not want to mention the fact that I got fired?" I glanced at Piccolo in hesitation, and he nodded in agreement. My tail was flying behind me, being whipped about by the wind, and slowly the fields turned into foothills, which in turn eventually turned into high mountains with villages scattered all throughout. I smiled, wondering what she would say when I showed up with Piccolo at my side. She was something of a busybody, however she was highly intelligent and since she lived in the mountains, she knew about goings-on that had no part in the city life…such as the lives of androids, and Dr. Gero. There was a lot of mysticism in this part of the world, and so she had had her own fair share of fighting with the androids. I was hoping that she would be able to help spread some light on this subject, and I smiled as we came onto a high mountain valley that spread out wide enough to give us sight to lots of stone huts, oxen farmers and at the very end was a tidy sprawled out formation of stone structures that I knew was her castle. It was nothing like those extravagant structures in the far west, but sturdier and more able to withstand the harsh mountain climates.
We touched down delicately outside the drawbridge, and a strong voice hailed us. I may not have had the four-star ball-hat with me, however everyone knew the tail and the expression on my face. Thankfully, they hadn't had any dealings with Pic in the past, so we didn't have to worry about explaining that part thankfully.
"My name is Son Gohan-Daimao and I am here to request a meeting with the Ox-Queen Chi-Chi!" I hailed him back, and I heard them yelling amongst themselves in the same old dialect I had grown up speaking. Piccolo was looking on the proceedings with interest; since he was an alien he could understand any language on the earth, and he had never heard me speak this way before. It wasn't something I necessarily bragged about. I had my tail wrapped neatly around my waist by now and they slowly lowered the drawbridge and let us enter. There was a small crowd gathering in curiousity, and we were led to a courtyard whilst the drawbridge was raised behind us. I looked around in interest; they were acting like they did in wartimes, and so this meeting probably would end well for us.
We were led into the great hall over the grassy courtyard, guards peering at us suspiciously the entire time. I held my hand out to Piccolo and he took it hesitantly, and I strode behind the guard leading us with my head held high. They may not recognize me right now with long hair, however they would when my mother saw me.
We were made to wait outside the meeting hall where she held all of her feasts for guests, and also would meet with her generals during stressful times. I smiled at Piccolo who was looking decidedly green at the moment, and I snorted quietly.
"Calm down, Pic, it's just my mom."
"That's what I'm worried about." He muttered out of the corner of his mouth and I laughed again quietly at his nervousness. Pic was never ever nervous about anything ever, so this was a new experience for me and I was enjoying it tremendously. He narrowed his eyes at me and leaned in to say something in my ear however it was at the point that I heard the doors slam open and a tiny woman's feet pattering on the floor quickly to where we were standing.
"My baby!" she leaped to me and I caught her, laughing and turning her around in a circle, but still being careful not to hurt her. I was still half Saiyan after all.
"Who is this with you? Oh you look so thin, have you been eating regularly? Oh come with me darling, we'll have the cooks prepare a special lunch, we'll meet in my private war room is that ok? Oh I am so delighted to see you after so long, you know it's been forever since I've seen you or your brother, how is he anyways?" she chattered on asking endless questions and I knew better than to try to answer any of them so I just smiled and walked beside her, all the while holding onto my mate's arm with my tail. We were led by her into an antechamber inside the feast room off to the side of her throne and I smiled at her again. She looked good, she'd obviously taken ruling to heart and become a fearsome warrior queen, her long dark hair one long braid that cascaded down her back, and then two rivulets of hair on each side of her face framing it, also in braids. She looked very northern, and her cheeks had a rosy hue to them.
"Mom, calm down, one question at a time," I grinned as she ushered us into seats and she placed herself at a seat across from us and eyed us like an eagle, her sharp eyes missing nothing. I had wrapped my tail around my waist again and was brimming with excitement, my earlier anxiety melting away by the minute.
"Ok then, what do you want to tell me first?"
"What do you want to know?" I queried in return, knowing how to play her game.
"Who is this man with you? I have not seen anyone of his kind before," she asked as a servant came in and poured us all some hot tea. I cupped it in both hands, being a little chilled from the northern air, and wondered if she wanted him or I to introduce him.
"He's my mate, mom. His name is Piccolo."
"Piccolo? The leader of Clan Noir?" she asked him, and he nodded slowly unsure of where this was going.
"Well, your father had more of an issue with him than I do as I have never had issues with Clan Noir. If anything, they've been one of our chief supporters in this war, so I approve. How long have you been together?"
"Three years." He answered, and I nodded in confirmation.
"How did you meet?" she asked, and was watching us for any subterfuge. I smirked and we shared a warm look with each other.
"Do you want to take it or do you want me to?" I asked him, and so we told the slow story of us to her, with her nodding every few minutes or so.
"Mom, you said you'd never seen any of his kind before, but you just told us you've had dealings with his clan…he's their leader though. I should have heard about this before now," I said, frowning. She clapped her hands and said a short 'ah' before going on.
"It's been a very recent development, we've been…having issues with the nearby Androids, they seem to think it's ok to attack our people at will and cut off our supply chains. Well, some fighters from Clan Noir came through one day and helped us out, so we struck an agreement. I assume they just hadn't been able to reach you yet as we are so far away from where you are," she motioned with her hands to Piccolo and I and we both nodded.
"It's not that I disapprove or anything, I just…wish I'd known sooner, Goten or I could have come and helped."
"No, you couldn't have, Gohan. Aren't you forgetting something minorly important?" Piccolo muttered in his deep baritone voice.
"What is it? What's wrong with my Goten? What's going on?"
"Mom," I smiled at her warmly and took her hands into my own, and she gazed into my face curiously. "I'm expecting a child. Goten has a mate who is six months along almost with twins. I…uh, forgot momentarily. That's what he meant."
"Oh, is Goten still with that boy from Capsule Corps?" she asked knowingly, and I looked at her sharply.
"When did you find out about them?"
"Oh, they came and visited me on Goten's birthday. I wanted to celebrate his birthday but he insisted on just introducing me to his boyfriend. To be honest, I'm glad to hear you're both gay, I don't think I could handle the thought of a female trying to handle my boys," she said brashly. I smirked at her. Typical mom, she never changed.
"Oh trust me, Goten handles Trunks just fine." I muttered in a low voice and Piccolo nudged me with his leg. I grinned into my teacup as I took another sip.
"Now, what is this about a male being pregnant? Is it a Saiyan thing?" she asked.
"Yeah, apparently some Saiyan males can get pregnant, it all depends on whether or not they're betas or not. It's kind of complicated to be honest, but…Goten is an alpha, I'm not."
"Even though you two are different species?" Piccolo bristled at the statement, and I sighed.
"Well this is our first child mom, so we're really not sure how it'll turn out." I reached for his hand for comfort, and she saw the motion and saw I was uncomfortable and nervous.
"Oh, I didn't mean to come across as rude, sweetheart, I only meant…well, with different species sometimes the pregnancies can be…difficult."
"Were they difficult with me and Goten?" I asked, genuinely curious. Piccolo squeezed my hand giving me his silent support while mom went into her explanation.
"Well, I knew your father was different when we met, since he had his tail however when I got pregnant with you, I got immensely sick. It was the same with Goten, I threw up every single day and the births were…very difficult. Your poor father didn't know what to do with the births. It was also the appetite, I suddenly started eating like Goku and we could barely keep any food in the house. However, it wasn't long after I had Goten that Goku grew different…he'd always been…a little different, however after Goten…" she paused and was lost in thought for a moment. I finished for her.
"Well…that's around the time that he started fighting with Broly…" I mused, and I was afraid to go any further.
"Oh…" she teared up and looked away, and I wanted to comfort her.
"Gohan, I will always love your father, but I left him because I couldn't take how he kept treating me. He didn't hurt me, he just ignored my advances and wanted nothing to do with me. We had been best friends for so long and then it all changed when Prince Vegeta came to earth…" I nodded, and Piccolo made small circles around my thumb with his fingers, calming me down.
"Yeah, they had Broly with them. Uh…Broly's his mate." I wasn't sure how that would go over.
"So, he has moved on then." She uttered sadly, and I nodded, hating seeing her like this.
"Yeah…but he raised Goten really well. Broly really isn't all that bad ma," I said, leaning towards her. She nodded and fought the tears back that were trying to break free, and I frowned.
"Mom, for what it's worth, you've done a lot of good to the kingdom. I think you're the best thing that's ever happened here."
"Yes, I suppose so, but the best two things that have ever happened to me are my two boys," she smiled tearfully at me and my lower lip quivered in emotion. Stupid pregnancy emotions!
At that exact moment the doors were thrown open and a feast was set before us and she addressed Piccolo directly.
"I am unsure of what your people eat, what can we get for you?" He looked dumbfounded.
"Uh…just water, please." He muttered. I snorted into my soup.
"Just water? How fascinating. You must be a martial artist, otherwise Gohan never would have noticed you," she mused. I choked. Piccolo snorted this time.
"I am, and your son is a very well trained martial artist as well since he was taught by Broly and Goku, and I've taught him a lot since I've met him of course."
"I am, of course, very interested in learning as much as I can about your people, whatever you are willing to divulge."
"There's not much to say. Some of us fight, some of us pray and meditate. We are…ah, what is the word, Gohan? Spiritual?" He asked me for the word, and I nodded when he got it right around a mouthful of lamb. He nodded and sipped as a servant gave him a glass of water.
"Yes, though I myself am not very spiritual. I believe in being a capable leader and a strong fighter, and a good mate for Gohan; as good as I can be." Mom nodded happily at his explanation and he settled into the table with his hands folded under his chin. Ugh, I was so rewarding him later. He was passing this test swimmingly.
"Mom, on a more serious note, I know you've had more dealings with the androids than I have, so I need to know if it is possible for them to impersonate people?" She looked startled, but then leaned back thoughtfully.
"You know, I believe it would be. Gero used to be the top scientist in my father's court however he went rogue one day saying that science would always prevail over mysticism and prayers to dead gods." She rolled her eyes and stood up and started pacing back and forth. I had finally eaten my fill and I was listening intently to her words.
"Ever since that fateful night, he would send his best soldiers here to attack us, and I have fought as hard as I can, however I am getting old Gohan. I can't keep this up for too many more years. I need…I need someone to take over."
"Merge with us." I uttered solemnly. At her surprised look and Piccolo's stiffening, I went on, "We own fifty percent of global profits. The Noir Clan has been steadily rising to power for years, mom, and I'm now very much a part of it. Rose clan may have joined with the androids a long time ago, I'm really not sure what's gone on with them, however we're about to do a merger with Capsule Corporations, meaning we would own the majority of profits worldwide. I feel that things are hinging on Trunks having his children in time to successfully take the business from his mother. He just accepted the throne from Vegeta, the Prince of the Saiyans. That gets us a sure foot in, however…Vegeta told us that Lady Bulma is dealing in mind control devices, and made him do some things that he really didn't want to do. He told us that she made his mind leave his body and that his body wasn't his own. Now, I know magic, mom, and I know parts of science, but I know that when you start merging the two, disaster is sure to follow them. They are not good bedfellows, and this could be serious. Gero could already have a foot in at capsule corps, and Trunks is only six months along with his babies. I am limited in what I can do because I'm pregnant, and I've already lost one baby, I'll be damned if I lose another." I was standing by this point and drawing diagrams on the board of my plans that I was thinking of, and both Piccolo and mom were watching me in interest.
"It's entirely possible that you are dealing with an android, however one that would be so evil as to hurt their own child…"
"Mom, I'm thinking that Lady Bulma was a real person at one point, however, she could have slowly become more of an android over the years, or the Bulma we've always heard about has been kidnapped and killed, and replaced with a replica of her. An android. Only an android would be soulless enough to make a father attack his…son…." I paused and then looked at Piccolo as something else came to my mind, largely unnoticed by my mom. He nodded at me once, telling me I was on the right track, and that he was following me. Mom studied the board with my diagrams on it, and had one hand on her chin in deep thought.
"I'll work on something we can use, however in the meantime, I accept your offer to merge. I need the protection, our people need the help. How effective are your people?" she looked at Piccolo and he gave a sly grin.
"I can do you one better than protection; I have a family of reunited Saiyans that needs somewhere to go, and they can't stay with us due to…complications. They're very loyal to me." He stood up and him and my mom shook hands, the business deal with her done. I hadn't planned on a merger when I wanted to come see her initially, but this had turned out wonderful. Mom had been dabbling in mysticism for years, and had now become quite effective in her abilities.
"How soon can they be here?"
"Within a day, likely. They'll go where I tell them to." Piccolo said, and I felt a rush of heat enter into my body seeing him conducting business so fluidly. Oh he was so going to get it when we got home. Mom smiled and she walked us to the gates of the castle herself, her guards following her.
"Gohan, before you go, I just wanted to congratulate you on finding a mate and becoming with child. Tell your brother I am proud of him as well please. And you, Piccolo, thank you for influencing both of them to become smarter." We smirked at each other but I hugged mom and held her for a moment.
"Please keep me updated on your baby, Gohan. There may be too much going on for me to be around Goten and Trunks, but I want to help if I can with you, if you'll let me?" I nodded, tears springing to my eyes.
"Of course, mom. I'll keep you posted. I'm not very far along right now, and Pic has me on light duty. I can't even lift a glass of water by myself," I rolled my eyes and he growled at me. Mom just laughed.
"Good, keep it like that!" she urged him, and they shook hands again. We took off into the starry night sky and headed home shortly after that, and I grinned over at him, stretching myself out seductively in front of him.
"You were naughty," he flew up to me so we were nose to nose, and I grinned wickedly.
"You were too, strutting around like that," I whispered huskily, and then I flew away from him in a sudden whoosh of air, laughing at his spluttering behind me.
"I'm going to get you when you get home, we're both going to the same place you know." A delightful shudder ran through me at the well placed threat and I hurried home so I could be waiting for him in bed when he finally caught up.
*longer chapter this time, however i didnt want to cliffhang you guys when i needed to cover a lot of important things. what all did you think? where do you hope the story goes from here? thank you again to those who read and review, it really does help me get better as an author 3