BIRTH OF TAYLA-Prequel to "Tayla of Astoria"

(Otherwise titled as "Just One More Child...")

Melissa "Sawnya" T.

(This story revolves around Tayla's birth, and it happens during the
eighteen months that some of the Mantros Chloe family decided to make a trip to
Planet Hysle, to convince the Hyslians in joining them against Frieza. After
the eighteen months, most of the Mantros Chloe family and their friends on the
Korin, Shalila Chloe's private family ship, were killed by the Saiyans. Baby
Tayla had saved her sister, Gracina, and some other siblings by creating a force
field in outer space.

Before Tayla's conception, her mother, Princess Tika Chloe, had been
begging her husband, Superior Granden Heir Apparent Mantros Chloe, to give her
just one more child...just one more. Mantros loved all of his nineteen other
children dearly, but he was a bit weary of having to worry about impregnating
his wife all the time...)

DISCLAIMER: Although DragonballZ is Akira Toriyama's creation, all characters
mentioned in this story are mine. If you wish to borrow any of my characters in
either BIRTH OF TAYLA or TAYLA OF ASTORIA, please ask first and give me credit
for them. Thank you!

Chapter One: Tayla's Conception

Five months after leaving Astoria for Hysle.

Mantros and Tika were lying in bed together in their beautifully
decorated pink and gold room on the fancy family spaceship, the Korin, when Tika
began rubbing her husband's inner upper arms (a favorite Astorian erogenous zone
for men and women) and pleading with him for just one more child.

Mantros, a strong, tall muscular warrior, felt himself weaken under
his wife's caress, but he managed to laugh. "Tika," he said, "aren't nineteen
children enough for you? You always tell me, 'Mantros, please, just one more
child, and I swear that this will be the last one.' And that was ten children
ago! Nineteen children are plentiful, even for an Astorian family!" Mantros
said that last sentence, even though many Astorian families had as many as
twenty or thirty children. The largest immediate Astorian family in existence
was from the Clan of Pearl, which had fifty children! Mantros loved his wife
and children, but he pitied the Gran and Granden of the Clan of Pearl!

"Tika," he laughed again, "If you keep up with this 'just one more
child' stuff, we will have more children than the Gran and Granden of the Clan
of Pearl!"

Tika smiled gently. "You don't need to worry, sweetheart; even I
don't plan to produce that many children."

Mantros sighed, running his large hand through his dark brown hair.
He was the spitting image of his powerful father, Superior Granden Bajal Chloe.
He took Tika's slender hand in his.

"Robin," he said, using his favorite pet name for her because of her
red-gold hair, "You said that phrase fifteen children ago!"

"And you have been happy with every child that I have bore you, even
our petulant little Gorna."

Mantros chuckled. "Gorna is not so little anymore, Robin! She is a
married woman now with two children of her own! Not that our Gorna was ever
little to begin with. She has always been large and muscular!"

Mantros' grin suddenly turned into a scowl when he added, "And you
know that Gorna threw a fit the last time you had insisted that I give you just
one more child! I had to hear that woman's mouth for weeks about little Nieca!
Like she has anything to say about how many children that we have! If she
weren't our daughter and the next ruler of Astoria after myself, I would have
throttled her!"

Tika sighed wearily, "She has never been too happy with any of her
younger siblings, not since I had given birth to Raakon. She thought that after
Raakon, we had had enough children. Oh, the fit she threw when I later gave
birth to our twin girls, Ralia and Tracina! She had been so furious because up
until then she had been the only daughter! Poor dear, she's always been so
jealous of her siblings!"

"She may as well get over it; the others are here to stay. And she
has two little ones now, so she needs to stop letting her petty jealousy get to
her."

"She treats them so poorly, Mantros, I think. Rojal and Lelina barely recognize
her when she comes into their nursery. When she does spend time with them, she
lavishes Rojal with attention, but completely ignores Lelina. Poor little dear,
she had done nothing to deserve her mother's indifference!"

"Gorna has never been a happy woman..."

Tika leaned her reddish head on her husband's bare, muscular
shoulder. "Do you think that it was something that I had done to her?"

Mantros shook his head. "No, sweetheart, Gorna is just Gorna. I
should have never let Father talk us into naming her after his peevish sister,
Aunt Gorna. Maybe that name is a curse." Tika, immediately reassured, began
rubbing her husband's upper inner arms again.

Tika, completely forgetting about Gorna for now, once again pleaded,
"Mantros, I do really want one more child, just to make the numbers even. I
love having young children to care for."

"Then have Gorna hand Lelina over to you for a few weeks when we
return to Astoria."

"Please, Mantros..." Tika pleaded again, softly, as she began
kissing her husband's bare, hairy chest. She ran her slender fingers down his
impressive muscles and kissed his throbbing Adam's apple as a gesture of her
submission to her mate.

Mantros sighed heavily, but with great pleasure. He knew that
seduction was his wife's way of getting difficult requests granted, but he was
weakening. Tika's long, extra-soft, downy red-gold hair brushed against his
bare skin, making him quiver with delight.

The Superior Granden Heir Apparent of Astoria finally gave in when
his mate began kissing his upper inner arms. "Alright, Robin," he agreed, only
a bit reluctantly, "One more child. But that is it, Tika, and this time I mean
it." He hoped that he would be able to keep his word this time, for he had told
Tika that phrase twelve children ago!

He promptly flipped his wife over onto her back and mounted her,
kissing her fiercely...