"Children?" It was one hell of a thought, and one Yamcha had entertained the idea of for years. He had been younger then, and almost given up on love, well, until Frieza unexpectedly come into the picture.
"Of course I want children!" he exclaimed with a smile, "but…" they had only gotten married a few months ago, "so soon?"
"So soon?" Said icejin raised his head, before it clicked, and he smirked, "not for me~ I thought about having an heir to my throne for quite some time."
"I see," it did give him food for thought, "wait…" he turned to his partner, "how old are you?" it was the one thing he had never really bothered to ask, even though he was married.
"Oho, you didn't know?" Frieza's tail swished as he lay on his side, "In Earthian years… let's see…" he did some quick maths, "probably about 125 years old. And I'm still quite young for my race~"
That nearly blew Yamcha's mind, "woah! I had no idea…" no wonder Frieza didn't seem to mind the idea of having children at this point, given he had thought about it for a long time, and only now found himself in a position to comfortably do as much.
"I forget your species is so short lived," the icejin sighed. It wasn't something he liked to think about, especially now, "but it doesn't matter. If you'd rather spend time with just me," to which Frieza poked Yamcha on the nose, "we can always wait for my next cycle in a few years time."
That was always true. They had plenty of time… but part of Yamcha honestly did want to have children now. Was it too fast? They had been together just under four years… a lot of couples did have children within that timeframe… and well, there was the case of Vegeta and Bulma.
Yamcha honestly wondered how they were even married.
"You're really not bothered if we wait?" he wanted to make sure Frieza wasn't upset.
"I'm not," the icejin rolled onto his stomach and put his elbows on his pillow so he could lean his head on his hands, "after all…" his tail twirled in the air, and a smouldering smirk crossed his face, "that just gives us more time to practise, doesn't it~?"
Yamcha's face went red, but he had to laugh, "it does…" he reached up to stroke the twirling tail, something that Frieza only allowed his husband to do, mostly because said human seemed to have a fondness for playing with it, "how long until your cycle hits?"
"If I'm right, and I normally am, it should be another month," he curled his tail around Yamcha's arm and yanked him, which caused the human to yelp and fall on top of the icejin, "now, I believe it's time we had some of that practise, wouldn't you say~?"
Yamcha couldn't help but laugh at that, but who was he to turn down his Lord? "I think that can be arranged~"
Winter came, and Frieza woke up two months later looking very confused and also annoyed. His cycle usually came and went like clockwork, but this time? It was late.
Very late.
It was unusual, for certain, but the icejin wondered if it had anything to do with being resurrected, or something else. It wasn't as though he could go to a physician and get checked out, either. All he could do was wait.
In that time, he talked to Yamcha about how icejin children often grew fairly quickly from babies, since they were created specifically as a warrior race. They grew out of their baby stage very quickly, but once they were children, grew much slower, at about the same rate as a human, until they reached adulthood. Then, they remained as much for a long time, occasionally slowly growing taller, as King Cold had done.
The extra time allowed both Frieza and Yamcha to make more solid plans for when they eventually decided it was time to have children, whenever that may be.
It also gave Frieza a chance to practise his new form, though he mostly did so off world to avoid attracting monkeys and the other fighters. He didn't care if they didn't trust him, he had his own life to lead, and his own Empire to deal with.
Though, the icejin was beginning to get a spot of cabin fever, waiting for his cycle to hit, so he decided to take a trip back to his spaceship to get some more work done that needed his personal attention. It was during that time that he mastered his new silver form, though it annoyed him that he looked similar to his older brother.
Oh well.
At least now… if he really wanted to… he would be ready if usurpers tried to hit him again.
Once he had mastered his new form, and his new energy, Frieza came back to Earth after a couple of weeks in space. It was now just beginning to get warmer, being February, and over four years since he had met his human.
How the time passed.
Once he came back home, he discovered that both Puar and Yamcha were not home. He supposed they were out helping Tien in the fields, as they often did during the off season, and he instead went to take a bath and relax for a while. All the thoughts about what was going on with his body was stressful, and extremely annoying. He deserved to be pampered, dammit!
By the time his husband came back home, Frieza had been napping. He heard Puar and Yamcha chatting to one another and some noise around the kitchen, but merely groaned and rolled over to bury his head under the pillows. He didn't want to get up yet.
Yamcha came into the bedroom a few minutes later, and spotted the sleepy icejin. He smiled and sat on the bed, "hey, welcome back. Sleepy?"
"Mnng," Frieza peeked an eye out from his pile of pillows, "rub my back, could you?"
"Of course," he reached over and began to do as much, working down from the icejin's shoulders to the small of his back, "how is that?"
"Mmmmmnnn," was all that Frieza murmured, the sound pleased as he flicked his tail a little in pleasure, "much better."
"Rough time out in space?"
"No, though I mastered my new form," Frieza replied, his voice muffled by the pillows, "just annoyed about my body."
So his cycle still hadn't hit, huh? That had to be stressful. Yamcha kept working on his back, before a thought occurred to him, "you know… I don't know if this applies to you, but I know stress can affect reproductive cycles in many beings here on Earth. Have you ever noticed stress affecting you in the past?"
It was a thought that made him blink. He had been a little stressed about his new ki, and very aggravated from all the changes he had been going through. The stress from not being able to do as he pleased probably did not help.
So, if he just relaxed, it would come? Easier said than done.
"I have been stressed about my place in this Universe since I was chained to Beerus," Frieza folded his arms under his head, the pillows falling off, "so if your theory is correct, it's no wonder my cycle didn't come when I predicted it would."
That made sense. Yamcha kept rubbing slow circles into the firm muscles of his partner's back, "how do you feel now?"
"If I had my way, I will kill him, both zeno's and rule the multiverse," a wicked smirk crossed his face as he eyed Yamcha, "but, I must admit… I am… relatively pleased being here, with you."
"I live to serve you, my Lord and Master," Yamcha bowed, causing the icejin to chuckle, "be careful, or I might just have to punish you~"
Yamcha couldn't help but laugh as Puar flew into the room, carrying a box of Frieza's favourite chocolates, "Frieza, have some chocolates! I got these for you!"
"Well aren't you kind," while the icejin still saw Puar as an animal that just so happened to talk, the two were on good terms, which was honestly of a great relief to Yamcha. At least ONE of his friends, and his best friend at that, had accepted the new life. "Next time I'm out, I'll buy you a steak."
The extra time, however… Frieza rolled onto his back as he broke open the box of chocolates and ate one… he turned to Yamcha, who had asked Puar to fetch some pork mince out of the freezer for him, and then said, "Yamcha."
"Yes?"
He swallowed the mouthful of chocolate and smiled, "so… it's been several months since we talked about this. Have you made up your mind? You might want to tell me before my cycle hits, so I'm clear in my mind."
Yamcha had, and he smiled, "I think I'm ready. Yes. When your cycle hits… let's give it a go?"
Frieza could only grin, "alright then."
It took a few days of Frieza simply relaxing and resting from the training and stresses of the changes he had made to finally see the results. Right on Valentines day, he woke up in a sweat, and knew his cycle had finally hit.