The Torment 8: Repercussions
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Vegeta flew through the walls of Capsule Corp, cursing his own stupidity. He should have known what would happen, when you had a newly mated pair. Still, he smirked to himself. No matter how much Kakarroto may have stated that he and his son were 'earthlings', they still had Saiya-jin blood, and it was strong, at least in this oldest brat.
He flashed to SSJ, and rushed back to the fight. Vegeta was unprepared though, for Gohan was already in SSJ 2, and he elbowed him into the ground. There was an earth-shaking thud.
There was a flicker of ki as the girl that Gohan brought in woke up, and Vegeta heard her yell something. Gohan didn't listen; all he knew at that moment was that there was another male in his territory, and his mate was in heat. There was no way that he was going to let Vegeta live.
Vegeta rubbed the blood off his split lip. The nerve of that pathetic half-breed! If he didn't know what was going on, he would kill him in a heartbeat.
"GOHAN!" he heard that girl shout again, with none of the panic that he would have expected.
His head was turned away, so he didn't see…
"SPECIAL BEAM CANNON, FIRE!" (Yes, I used the dub attack, because I can't spell the original one!)
It grazed his head, and it caught Gohan off guard. He jerked around, and saw-
Piccolo-chan, arms crossed, wrapped in a sheet, and looking every inch the furious teacher.
Then his reason snapped back into place, and he could think.
"Pic, ah, I mean Clarinet, what happened? Where is- Vegeta!" Gohan yelped, looking at the pounded Saiyan-jin prince.
He rushed over, and there was a yell from Bulma, and the others who had heard the goings on. Vegeta grunted as Bulma fussed over him, and stood up.
"Woman, will you shut your mouth? I am the Prince of the Saiya-jins, and I can stand up to the instincts of a rutting third class half breed."
"Huh?" Bulma said.
"Huh?" echoed Chi-Chi.
"Wha?" responded everyone else, including Gohan and Piccolo-chan.
The smirk on Vegeta's face was back, and he looked over at the couple. Even unconsciously, they were standing close by one another. Chi-Chi followed his gaze, and saw…
"Oh my Kami," she yelled, and started to run after Piccolo-chan. Piccolo-chan gave a startled yelp and started to run away from the frying pan that had magically appeared in Chi-Chi's hands. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY LITTLE INNOCENT BABY? YOU CORRUPTED HIM! I'LL HAVE YOUR HIDE!"
"Mom, mom," Gohan pleaded," stop!"
"There was nothing innocent about him," said Vegeta, his smirk growing larger. "There was a full moon last night. He's the right age; if he had been near a female in heat, he would have taken her if even the slightest desire was there."
This stopped the running, and everyone stared at Vegeta. He gave a deep, amused laugh.
"Oh, didn't you know that? Saiya-jins are much closer to their instincts than humans, though we learn to control them. The brat over there probably never dealt with something like this before; I can't wait to see their reaction to what will happen next."
"What?" said Bulma tentatively. "What will happen next?"
There was another smirk, and it seemed impossibly wider. "Oh, just that they are mated for life, and that I wonder how strong the brat will be that comes from this."
"Mated," began Gohan.
"For life?" ended Piccolo-chan. They looked at each other, their expressions- indescribable.
"Brat?" said Trunks, who, with Goten, had been listening to the whole thing.
That was too much for Chi-Chi. She fainted.
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Later, all the adults (with Goten and Trunks locked in Trunk's room, on Chi-Chi's orders) were talking.
"So, they're stuck with one another forever?" asked Bulma, passing out tea.
Vegeta nodded. "It's the same way that I got stuck with you, woman. You can't leave your mate. The latent telepathy a Saiya-jin has won't allow it. The instincts that made you horny in the first place also told you to mark her, and that means the same thing as the human marriage. Only, you can't get a divorce," he mumbled at the end.
Bulma blinked. So, that's why…
"That's how I got stuck with that loudmouth," Vegeta groused.
She whacked him in the head. He barely noticed.
"You mentioned a brat," asked Piccolo-chan softly. This was the part she had been dreading. The idea of spending the rest of her life with Gohan didn't bother her in the least, but this, the thought that she might be pregnant, well, it scared her more than Cell ever did.
The strange thought crossed her mind was that 'horny' was what Videl had told her to avoid.
"Oh dear," Bulma said, and stood up. " I had better get something." She went in the direction of her lab, while Chi-Chi glared daggers at Piccolo-chan.
"I don't know who you think you are, seducing my little boy!" she hissed, and both Gohan and Piccolo-chan sweat dropped.
"You know who I am, Chi-Chi-san," Piccolo-chan stated. "Gohan-san invited me over to meet you about a month ago, after I started school with him."
She had gone to visit him, after Videl told Gohan that she had taught 'Clarinet' how to fly. They had continued with this deception for quite a while, and it let them interact more easily.
Bulma returned, carrying a small gadget. "I, uh, invented this a long time ago. It came in handy. Here, it can tell the day after, if you are-" She didn't finish, her face blushing furiously.
"How does it work?" Piccolo-chan asked, taking it.
"You, ah, need to pee on it," Bulma mumbled.
Piccolo-chan blinked. With a put upon sigh, she went to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, she came back, and handed the thingy to Bulma.
"Guys, she isn't."
Everyone looked at Vegeta, who looked like he was about to burst out laughing.
"Well, this means that the rest of the week is going to be very, very interesting."