He sat holding her cold hands, looking at her lifeless face. There were a coupe of cuts and plenty of bruises; nothing she couldn't handle. He knew that Gojita would get through this, it was just the suspense that was eating him. Vegeta wasn't only nervous because of Gojita's current situation, but his own. He knew that Bulma would understand his explanation, but he wondered how Trunks would take it. He knew he didn't look like much of a father, and he certainly didn't act like one towards his son, which might make things rather difficult to explain. He had only ever told his son once that he loved him and how much he meant to him, but that was when he was asleep, so he doubted very much that Trunks would even know about it.
He was brought back to earth when he heard a voice call his name.
"Vegeta?"
Startled, he whipped his head towards the door to see Bulma and Trunks in the doorway, looking just as skittish as he was. He privately pondered on how he hadn't heard them come in, then shrugged it off when he realised he must've been too busy engaging in his own thoughts to hear anything. He nodded his head as she and Trunks stepped into the room, closing the door behind them. There was silence as Bulma stood at the foot of the bed and Trunks in a corner of the room.
"So," she began. "This is why you left Capsule Corp."
"Not this," he corrected. "She."
"Oh…right." She mumbled, feeling very nervous. She didn't hate Vegeta, she couldn't. After what she did to him five years ago, he was bound to leave. She knew Gojita wasn't the real reason why he left, she was part of it. All her arrival had done was give him the push he needed, and he was out of there. In a funny way, she was happy for her ex-husband. Not only did he have a wonderful daughter, but also he was mated to a wonderful man; Goku, her best friend.
"It's funny, you know," she said softly. "I never would have guessed that she was yours and Goku's daughter. I mean, I had my suspicions that she was your child, but I never would have dreamed…"
"I know," he said. "You all think Kakarot is so innocent."
"Well, he is, isn't he?" Vegeta just gave a half-hearted smile.
"You think what you will, but I know what's really inside."
"I bet only he knows what's inside you, too." She said. He looked up at her and saw that she was smiling. He gave her a smile back. He knew she would understand. "So, are you doing to tell me how this came about?" he nodded, then noticed Trunks in the background, looking particularly skittish and sulky. Well, who could blame him? He hadn't the foggiest in how and what had happened, so obviously his first instinct was to sulk.
"Trunks," Vegeta said getting his attention. "I suggest that if you want to know what's going on, you come closer and listen. " He knew it sounded harsh, but that was just the way it was. Trunks shuffled closer until he was standing next to his mother. Vegeta nodded approvingly before he started his story.
"You see, it all began many years ago. Despite your thinking in that Kakarot and I only became intimate because we were both lonely, that is far from the truth. We were in love. We were in love since the first day we met. But obviously we couldn't just walk over and claim out love. I didn't even know what it was that I was feeling. That was why I asked him to join my side. I wanted to find out more about what I was feeling for him. But when he declined, I wiped all funny feelings out of my system and proceeded to beat the shit out of him.
"Even on Namek, every time I saw the baka, I got that funny feeling. That's why I helped him heal up. Not only because I needed his help, but also because I…I cared. When I died, I told Kakarot all that had happened to me because I felt safe around him. When I was resurrected by the dragonballs, I went straight to Kakarot to see if it was him. I wasn't angry that he had become Super Saiyan before me, I was glad.
"Though, when I got back to Earth and I found out he was 'happily' married to that…that…hellcat, I turned sour. I wanted to have nothing to do with him anymore. Though, this was after I came back from searching the universe for Kakarot.
"But even though I tried not to have any contact, I still couldn't help feeling that strange emotion for the baka. Years went by, and we grew even closer, despite the fact that I kept trying to keep away from him. And when we fused, that was when I realised what I felt for the third class baka.
"Love. I was in love with him! I was in love with him since Cell. I was in love with him since Frieza. I fell in love with him the first day we ever met. I was very nervous and scared. I loved the baka, and I didn't know if he loved me back. I knew he liked me, that was the only reason why he hung around me. But love?
"Then, opportunity came my way. Because of what was happening between us, Bulma, I chose that time to risk all I had by proclaiming my love to Kakarot. At first, I thought he'd end up really hating me. But, to my surprise and delight, he returned my feelings equally. At least, that's what I thought. Three months after we became an item, unknown to you all, he broke up with me. I didn't know why, but I felt so…so…hurt and betrayed! I was so upset, I…"
"Trashed the room." Trunks whispered, eyes wide with realization. He now understood why he found his father lying on the floor, eyes puffy with junk scattered around the room. He nodded.
"Hai. For many months, I did nothing but train, trying to rid myself from the emotions I was feeling. I cursed the fact that I still had emotions for the baka.
"But on the 17th of June, I stopped cursing. After a satisfying day of training, I retreated back to my room to find a little baby on my bed, wrapped in Kakarot's training gi. That baby was Gojita. Kakarot left a letter explaining things to me, telling me her birth date and her current age. Because you know things weren't going so great between us, Bulma, I took that as an opportunity to leave.
"For the first six months, things were okay, until I ran out of money. Gojita was just about eight months old, and she was already so smart. She gave me a pamphlet for an advertisement for a computer course. I took the course and soon had a good job, earning quite a lot of money to sustain us.
"Three years later, she met Piccolo out in the woods, and then he found out about Gojita's origins. Because I was all alone, and I had no sparring partner, Piccolo and I became sparring partners. Gojita also grew incredibly powerful as time went by. Some months ago, Piccolo suggested that I send her to a school, to learn how things on this mudball worked, even though she was smarter than any of the people I worked with on my computer course. I presume that's how you met her." He said, looking at Trunks. He nodded. "I knew that she had friends at Red Honoo, but I never expected it to be the people I know."
"Oh." Bulma said. "So that's why Piccolo and Gojita seem as close as her and Goku." he nodded. "I understand, and I apologize." Vegeta looked up at her. "I'm sorry that I did what I did, but in a way, I'm not. I mean, if that didn't happen, you wouldn't have such a beautiful little girl, hmm?" he smiled and nodded. It was true.
"I guess."
"Well, I just wanted to know the story. And I hope you and Goku are happy together." Vegeta said nothing, as he was wishing they would be. Bulma and Trunks turned to leave when Vegeta called out.
"Trunks, wait." Trunks turned around and looked to his father. "I need to talk to you privately." He turned to his mother who nodded and left the room. Slowly, he made his way to the chair next to Vegeta and sat down in it, eyeing his father.
"What do you want to tell me?" he asked.
"Trunks," he said. "I just wanted you to know that, it's not your fault. The fact that your mother and I aren't together. You didn't do anything wrong, and I understand if you hate me. I never acted like the father you should've had, I never told you how much you meant to me, I never said one piece of encouragement and I never treated you like you deserved to be. I only told you once, and that was when you were…"
"Asleep." Trunks looked to his father; realization set in his eyes. "That dream…"
"Dream?"
"The one where there was a little angel petting my head. And I could hear your voice, but I couldn't see you." He muttered. "I…I remember everything that was said. You…you told me that, you were leaving me. That it was customary for the child to leave the parent and that if the parent left the parent, then it was a sign that the parent was weak. And there you were, leaving me. You didn't count on it happening and that you hoped it didn't make you look bad in my eyes. That you always had the attitude and now you'll look like a terrible father. And that you wanted me to know that…that it wasn't my fault.
"And that…that…that you were very proud of me and that no matter what, I…I will always be your son." All the while he was saying that, the tears began to slip down the sides of his handsome face. "My god…I thought…I thought it was just a dream…"
"No, Trunks." He said softly. "It really did happen."
"So, mom knew where you really lived?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't you take me with you?" he asked.
"I knew Bulma wouldn't let me." He said. "You were already the result of five barrels of sake. I got your mother pregnant when I was pissed out of my mind, and I didn't even love her. But just because I didn't love her, it didn't mean I didn't love you, Trunks." He lifted his hand to Trunks's face and wiped away the tears with his thumb. "You've always made me proud, no matter what I said. What I really wanted to do when I found Gojita on my bed was take both you and her off to my present home and raise the two of you."
"But because of mom, you couldn't." he said. Vegeta nodded his head. "Papa, how could I ever hate you? All I wanted to know was why. And now that I know, I understand."
"Thank you, Trunks." They leaned forward rested on each other's foreheads, happy that things were once again okay.
"So, is Gojita really my little sister?"
"Half-sister, but yeah, she's your little sister." Trunks grinned broadly from ear to ear. "What are you grinning for?"
"I got my best friend as my little sister!" he exclaimed ecstatically.
A few hours later, after each saiyan spent some time with their sons, Goku returned to Gojita's room. Both saiyans sat in silence for half an hour, Goku moving his chair next to Vegeta, who had not moved since he got up to calm down Goku after he slapped Chichi. Goku knew Vegeta wanted to talk about that night they broke up, but he didn't want to be the one who brought it up. In a way, he was still upset with Goku. And Goku didn't blame him. After all he gave and revealed…who wouldn't? And besides, he thought. I have some apologizing to do.
"Vegeta," he said, breaking the silence. Vegeta turned towards Goku, eyes sparkling as they had been washed many times by tears. "I…I want to apologize."
"For…for what?" he asked. "It's not your fault she got hurt by Cell. It's mine…" he muttered. He knew that if he hadn't kicked Goku out of his house like that, then Gojita wouldn't have gone to apologize for causing trouble and she wouldn't have met Cell.
"Iie, I don't mean that." He said.
"Huh?"
"I…I want to apologize for what I did to you…all those years ago." He said.
"Nani…?"
"I'm…I'm really sorry for the lie I told you." He said, taking the plunge. "I…you know, I can remember the day when I first met you. You were dressed in your regular blue spandex suit and you were wearing big, bulky armor. Your skin was tanned, but not as beautiful as it is now." He gently stroked Vegeta's cheek, causing the smaller figure to shiver. "Your tail was wrapped tightly around you waist and you were smirking at me. You were so…so beautiful.
"I didn't know exactly what I was feeling for you then, as I had a planet to protect. I remember on Namek, when I saw you hurt; my heart almost tore in two. That's why I gave you the Sensu Bean, because I cared. But I think it really shattered when you died on Namek. You meant something to me, though; at time I didn't know what.
"As time went by, I found my fascination growing for you. Everything we did together made me feel all funny and fuzzy. I didn't feel like this around Chichi, or anyone else for that matter. You confused me, yet you were so intriguing. I wanted to find out more about you, what was inside of you.
"Opportunity arose when we fused. I felt things I never felt before. The funny feeling was still there, but now I knew what it was called. Love.
"I was in love with you, Vegeta. So deeply in love. I wanted to show you, I wanted to make you feel what I felt. But I didn't know how I was going to do it without Chichi finding out, or without getting hurt by your pride, should you not feel the same. So, I did it in the most discreet way I knew how. Training. I used our usual sparring sessions as an excuse to get close to you.
"Then, slowly, we began to spar less and ended up talking more. To talk to you, to have an actual conversation, it was such a small, pointless thing, yet it made me feel high on love. I don't know how many times I told Gohan and Goten that, but I guess they were beginning to suspect me. I wanted more than that, but I didn't know how I was going to get it.
"Then, that night came. You called me over to tell me something. On hearing that we'd be all alone, my heart jumped. I was hoping that maybe, just maybe, sometime during our night together; I'd find the courage to tell you how I really felt.
"But when you told me, those three magical words I needed to hear so badly from your lips, my world was finally complete." He reached into the hospital gown pocket and pulled out a familiar silver necklace. The one with the flat medal, with an opal frame and in the centre, the crest of Vegeta. Vegeta's eyes widened.
"You…you…"
"Hai, I kept it." He said as it ran a finger over the lines of the crest. "After that night, everything was perfect. I was in love, and it seemed like it was never going to end. But then, I started to suffer the symptoms of pregnancy. I told Gohan about the symptoms, and he suggested I check up on the net. Of course, because the computer didn't know my gender, it gave me the answer straight out; Congratulations. You are pregnant. I was happy at first, but then I remembered what happens during pregnancy. And because Chichi had gone through it already, she would notice. I took that 'home-pregnancy test' thing. Every time I tested myself, which was about fifteen times, the thing still turned positive.
"And that…that…" he stuttered, finally coming to what he wanted to say. "That's when I did the most fucked up thing of all. I was so scared not only of what Chichi would say should she find out, but how you would react to me having a baby.
"That's when I told the biggest, fucking lie of all. I told you I didn't love you anymore. And that was a dead lie." He looked up from his stare on the necklace and looked deep into Vegeta's eyes. "'Geta, I just want you to know, that what I said that night wasn't true. I do love you! I still do, more than anything else in the world! You mean everything to me! And I know it was wrong of me to say something as cruel as that, but…I was just a coward. And…I just wanted to say I'm sorry."
There was silence as Vegeta absorbed what was being told. His eyes were wide and his heart began to hammer against his already sore and bruised chest.
"Does this mean…you…you still love me?" he questioned, unsure if his ears were deceiving him, making him hear what he needed to hear so badly.
"Hai. I always have and I always will."
Vegeta was silent, staring at Goku's morbid expression. Slowly, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, a smile he had worn only for Goku. Without warning, he launched himself into Goku's arms and held him close, as though somebody was going to steal him away from him.
"V…V…Vegeta?" he asked. Vegeta nuzzled closer to him, burying his face into Goku's chest.
"Don't be sorry, Kakarot!" he cried. "I'll always love you! Even when I screamed in your face how I hated you, I was lying, too. I could never hate you Kakarot!"
"You…don't hate me?"
"The only reason why I snapped at you when you brought Gojita back to me was because I was scared. I was scared that if I accepted your invitation, I'd get hurt again. I didn't want to…I didn't mean to…I'm sorry, Kakarot." He said, tears falling down the sides of his face. "I could never hate you for treating me like I was a real person. I could never hate you for being you; it's whom I fell in love with. And could never, ever hate you for giving me such a beautiful, smart and generous daughter."
"'Geta," he whispered as he brought his hand up and lifted Vegeta by his chin so they were looking each other in their eyes. "Don't forget strong." Vegeta chuckled.
"You know, if I was given the chance, I'd jump back into your arms if you asked me to."
"Same here," he said. "And…I don't want to sound forward, but…I want to know if there is still place for me in your heart." Vegeta smiled.
"There always was, and you never left anyways." On hearing this, Goku's heart fluttered back to life. Vegeta closed his eyes, feeling the tears run down the sides of his face. Deep inside, he wondered if it would work. If everything would be okay.
His eyes opened when he felt strong thumbs wipe the liquid crystals off his face. He remembered that feeling. It felt like the tiny little hands that had wiped his tears away when he thought Gojita was hurt somewhere.
"Don't cry, 'Geta." Whispered Goku. "Tears don't suit you, my kawaii ouji." He closed his eyes as Goku leaned in close. All doubt that he ever had, flew into the wind as their lips touched, coming into contact for a kiss. He lifted his shoulders up as he wrapped his arms around Goku's neck and his mouth parted for his mate, allowing that cunning tongue to tease those soft and pleasurable spots of his. He moaned into the kiss, tongues sliding across velvet lips and other slippery tongues while Goku's hands made little circles at the base of his back.
Finally, when their lips parted, Goku took the opportunity to look at his mate's face. The delicate soft and silky skin coloured in perfect copper, the long lashes of those deep onyx pools, the soft, auburn hair defying gravity in its normal stubborn way and the petal soft lips. The perfect well defined jaw. All this was now his. And he was all Vegeta's. He was always.
And when Vegeta opened his sparkling pools of liquid onyx, and smiled, Goku felt his heart leapt around. Hell, it was doing somersaults and the dance to the 'Nutcrackers Suite'! He had never felt so incredibly happy before. Well, he had. But now, everybody knew they were in love, their love had been strengthened. But most importantly to him, he finally could live the rest of his life out with his daughter.
"'Geta," he whispered. "I love you."
"I love you, too, Kakarot." He replied, the happy smile never leaving his face as they came together and held each other close, basking in the warmth of each other.
Unknowingly, a small smile crept up upon the lips of Gojita as she peeked at them through swollen and heavy lidded eyes.
At last, she thought happily. Kaasan and tousan are finally, truly happy. She smiled and closed her eyes as a huge, diamond tear trickled down her bruised cheeks and dropped to the cotton sheets.
At long last, she finally had her full family.
~Thirty Years Later~
He rolled over in the thin sheets, the bright sun shining in his eyes. He lifted his hand up and shielded his eyes.
"Dammit," he growled. "Why so early?! It's only eight o clock!" he grumbled as he rolled over, back facing the window. Well, it was his own fault for picking that side of the bed. He closed his eyes in a bitter attempt to fall back into sleep, but found it was impossible. "Fucking sun…" he grumbled. But he promptly stopped his grumbling when he set eyes on his mate. Eyes running over the compact body, he gave a smile. He was his, all his. He gave felt a smirk pulling at his lips as his eyed those luscious and scrumptious lips, wanting to taste them again. "And why not?" he asked himself as he leaned in close, lips closing on soft petal lips.
Vegeta could feel something warm press against his lips, though his mind was still clouded by the cobwebs of sleep, he didn't know what. It was only until he felt something hot and wet prodding at his lips did he realised what it was. A smirk pulled at his lips as he parted them for the God he worshipped.
'Baka,' he said to the one who deftly slipped his tongue inside. 'So early in the morning?'
'Well, you do know that I can never get enough of you.' He answered huskily through the link.
'Tsk, you have no control whatsoever, huh, Kakarot?' he said cheekily. 'You could've at least waited until I woke up.'
'No, I couldn't. My side of the bed is so hot and yours is cool. You'll sleep for the rest of the day!'
'It's not my fault you chose that side of the bed when you moved in with us.'
'You could have warned me.'
'Why? You get the warmth of the sun when it's cold in winter!'
'Oh…yeah. But still! I'm so hot!'
'I've noticed,' he thought as he smirked against the pair of lips that was locked with his. 'So? Why don't you come onto this side of the bed?' Goku didn't answer. He just gave that same smirk in return as he moved over to Vegeta's side of the bed, lying on top of the small ouji, cool sheets soothing his heated skin.
Forty-five minutes later, their lips were still locked, tongues battling insistently. Goku suddenly pulled away, causing Vegeta to groan disappointedly. But he soon realised why when Goku blasted their alarm clock across the room. He smirked when his mate turned back to him.
"That's the twelf one this month." He said.
"Gomen nasai, 'Geta." Said Goku as he smiled. "But I just can't stand it when it goes off when we're busy."
"You shouldn't pay any attention to it, koi." Vegeta said as he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Goku's lips. Goku moaned in disappointment as he pulled away, obviously wanting more. "Now come on, get up. We've got to get ready for that '30 year anniversary' thing you wanted so much."
"But 'Getaaaaahhh…" Goku moaned, but stopped when he saw Vegeta stop in the doorway and turn to him with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"I'm going to have a shower," he said. "I don't know if you'd care to join me?" He hinted, strutting out the room to the bathroom. Goku sat in the bed, staring at the doorway for a second before a hentai grin found its way to his face and he took off after his ouji.
"What's the time now?" asked Goku, feeling very nervous.
"It's only four, koi." Vegeta said as he wrapped his arms reassuringly around Goku. "Stop worrying. Everything's going to go okay. Gohan's going to come, Pan and her family is going to come, Goten and Trunks are going to come with their family and Gojita's going to come, too."
"I'm not worrying," he said as he held those arms. "I'm just nervous. It's been a long time since we last saw them. I mean, fifteen years ago, Gojita moved out, seeing as she was able to take care of herself. And we haven't seen any of them since that day." Vegeta nodded understandingly.
"Hai so desu, but stop shaking!" he growled. "It's not like they're going to suddenly hate you after fifteen years!"
"I know, but I'm just anxious to see how they've all done." He said.
"Well, they should be arriving soon. You said about four, right?"
"Hai."
Just then, they heard a roaring overhead. Both stood up and made their way to the front door. They opened it to see Gohan, Videl, Pan and her family come trooping out of their hover cars.
"Hey dad!" called Gohan as he stepped out of the car.
"Hi there Grandpa!" greeted Pan.
"Pan! Gohan! Great to see you guys!" he said as they came to the front door. "Wow, Pan, you've grown a lot! And Gohan, you haven't aged a bit!"
"Neither have you and Vegeta." Grinned Gohan.
"By the way, this is my husband, Taro Susuki." Pan said, introducing them to a tall man with dark hair, dressed in a business suit. "And this is our son, Kenji." Kenji was a little boy of eight years old with ink black hair standing in natural spikes.
"Konnichiwa." He greeted them politely.
"Wow, so this is my great grandson?" he asked. "I hope you're training him well."
"Oh, he's not interested in fighting." She said. "He'd rather sit studying." Goku and Vegeta nearly fell over on hearing this.
"You're kidding!!" Goku gaped. Vegeta started to snigger.
"There's the perfect kid for your first harpy, ne, Kakarot?" he teased, nudging Goku in the ribs. Goku was about to retort to that when they heard the whirring of another hovercar. They all turned to the object of the noise to see Trunks, Goten and a small boy get out the car.
"Goten! Trunks!" greeted Goku again.
"Hey there, lil bro!" Gohan called to Goten.
"Hey guys!" greeted Goten.
"Gomen if we're a bit late, papa," Trunks said as they walked up to them.
"No problem," Vegeta answered. It was then that he noticed something different about Goten. Instead of the tall, strapping lad he was expecting, he had a firm, round stomach. His eyes widened as he eyed the bulging abdomen.
"Hey, who's the kid?" asked Goku.
"Oh, this is Goshin." Trunks said, practically blushing. "Umm…our son." On hearing this, everyone's eyes bugged out, all except for Vegeta's.
"Hmm, how old is he?"
"Thirteen."
"Hmm," he said a teasing smirk pulled up at his lips. "And I hope he's helping you around, eh, Goten?"
"Uh…hehehehe…yeah." He said, blushing deeply. He knew that Vegeta was hinting that he knew that Goten was going to have another child. Six years after Goku moved in with Vegeta and Gojita, Goten and Trunks married, as they fell in love with each other. Vegeta mentally reminded himself to corner the two lovebirds later on and get some answers to the millions if questions formulating in his mind when all those who were trained to feel ki, felt three huge powers moving towards them. The one they recognised as Piccolo, but the other two were completely new. Everyone looked up to the sky to see three bright glowing dots, getting bigger as they neared.
Finally, Piccolo landed in the clearing with two high power levels hiding behind his legs. Well, at least it looked like Piccolo. He was a Namek and he did have the exact same features as Piccolo, but he had an indigo tattoo decorating the right side of his face, like a natural war mask.
"Piccolo?" asked Gohan, a little unsure if it was his first mentor. The Namek nodded.
"Nice to see you too, Gohan." He replied.
"Wow! Piccolo…is that really you?" asked Goku.
"Most certainly is." He said. "Gojita said she might be a bit late, as she's busy finishing off some business."
"Oh, right. She said she was going to finishing signing the deal with Capsule Corp." Vegeta said, thinking back to the e-mail she had sent him that morning. "She said she'll only be arriving a little bit later."
"Hey Piccolo, can I ask you
something?" asked Goku.
"Yes, but you can ask me another."
"Nani…oh! Right." Goku chuckled, catching on. "Well, I want to know how you got that cool tattoo." Suddenly, Piccolo's face turned violet, a sign of embarrassment.
"Uh…I'd rather not answer that out in the open." He admitted.
"Oh, okay. But the other thing I want to know is, why does each of your legs have their own energy signature?" Piccolo grinned at this.
"They don't."
"Eh?" Piccolo turned his head to the back of him and looked down to the back of each leg.
"Bejita. Kakarotsuto," he crooned. "Come on out and say hi to sobo and sofu."
To everyone's surprise, two small heads poked out from behind the cape, tiny hands clutching to a leg.
"Come on." He urged. The one on the left looked to the one on the right before stepping out fully. Everyone's eyes bugged out at the sight of the tiny chibi. It was like they were looking at a chibi female Vegeta! The chibi on the right saw the others bravery and, determined not to be outdone, stepped out as well. If their eyes went already so big, their eyes bugged out even more. This chibi was a chibi female Goku!
"What…who…where…why…waaaa???!!!" wailed Goku, obviously lost. The two chibi's bowed down and said, in perfect Saiyanese:
"I'm pleased to meet you." Goku and Vegeta nearly passed out when they heard this. The female Vegeta stepped forwards first.
"My name is Bejita." She said, giving a grin.
"I'm Kakarotsuto!" chirped the other. Nobody said anything, as they all tried to make sense of this. Vegeta and Goku were the only ones who had a hint of what was going on.
"Hey, Piccolo," asked Gohan, a cheeky grin formulating on his face. "They wouldn't happen to be your kids, would they?" That same violet blush found its way back to Piccolo's face.
"Well…yeah, they are." The three demi-saiyans let out catcalls and wolf whistles, enjoying the fact that Piccolo was turning purpler than a zucchini!
"Wow, that's great Piccolo!" congratulated Goku. "Hey there!" he called to the two chibi's. They both walked up to him. He bent down and took a good look at them, as did Vegeta. "How old are you guys?"
"We're uh…umm…" said Kakarotsuto as she began to count on her fingers. Bejita just sniffed.
"We're five years old." She said.
"Wow, so big." He smiled happily at them as he stood up to his full height.
"Hey, sobo!" chirped Kakarotsuto. "Will you tell me about your adventures here on earth?"
"Hmph!" snorted Bejita. "I'd rather hear sofu talk about his life in outer space. Will you, onegai?" she asked as she turned her own pair of deep onyx eyes on Vegeta. Vegeta blinked rapidly.
"Uhh…sure. But…" he looked up at Piccolo. "Are you telling me…"
"Telling you what?" inquired Goku. Piccolo was about to answer when Kakarotsuto butted in.
"Hey! How come you guys don't have your tails?"
"Baka!" her counterpart sneered as she cuffed her on the back of her head. "Kaasan said that sobo and sofu lost their tails long time ago!"
"How did you know we had tails?" asked Goku, but his eyes widened as he soon realised what it was implying. "Piccolo…do you mean to tell me…is it true?"
"What?" asked Gohan, a little confused.
"Hai," Piccolo said, blushing even more than before. "Gojita is their mother."
On hearing this, everyone stopped everything. They all stared at Piccolo and the chibi's, not sure of what to say. But Goku did.
"I'm a…a…grandmother!" with that, he promptly passed out, a happy smile plastered to his face.
Two hours later, everyone had a good chat with each other and found out what each one had been up to. From what the two saiyans found out, Gohan was still teaching, Pan was teaching at a dojo, Goten was a house…erm…wife and Trunks ran Capsule Corp. Piccolo was a home father while Gojita made armor, weaponry and ships for the new space station hovering around the Earth. Everyone appeared to live very well.
Vegeta sat on the sofa, staring into open space. Goku walked by, but quickly reversed when he saw his mate looking so blankly.
"Thinking about something, love?" he asked as he leaned over and nipped Vegeta's ear. Vegeta gave a grin as he turned to face his koi.
"Hmm. I was just thinking about Gojita."
"Hmm?" he said as he wrapped his arms around his mate's shoulders and nuzzled into his hair. "What about her?"
"I was just wishing I could see what she looks like now."
"Hmm, I know. Last time we ever saw her, she was still very young."
"I wish she would hurry it up." He said. "I miss her very much."
"Feh," Goku muttered, blowing hot air across the back of Vegeta's neck, causing shivers to tingle down his spine. "You also wanted to ask her about the twins." Vegeta smirked.
"I can never catch you out, can I?" he asked.
"Nope, and be patient, my kawaii ouji." He said. "I'm sure she's got plenty of questions for us."
"Hn, like what?"
"Like what we were doing outside all alone?" Vegeta's eyes widened at the proposition.
"No, Kakarot."
"But, 'Geta…"
"No, and that's final." He said, but turned around in his seat. "But you had better beware tonight, koi." Goku smiled. They leaned towards each other, lips slightly apart when they heard the doorbell ring. Instantly, they jumped up from their spot and raced to the door. Vegeta got there first and yanked the door open.
There, on the doorstep, stood a young woman. She was dressed in tight, dark jeans and tight black shirt, boasting her huge bust and petit figure. Her long, deep black hair was tied in a long braid that hung down to her butt and she had the biggest onyx eyes they had ever seen. The light from the evening sky played on her coppery skin and her midnight black tail, swaying around behind her.
"Gojita," breathed Goku. "Is that really you?"
"Hai, kaasan. It's me." She giggled as she leaned forwards and planted a kiss on Goku's cheek.
"I didn't recognise you at first," Vegeta said, obviously caught off guard by this mature vision. "You're not my little girl anymore."
"No, but I have two more little girls' for you." She said, smiling.
"We've noticed." Said Goku, grinning from ear to ear. "Hee hee…I'm a grandmother!" he chirped happily. Gojita and Vegeta just shook their heads at this.
"Well, why don't you come in and tell us what you've been doing for the past fifteen years." Said Vegeta as he looped his arm through Gojita's.
"Why not, I'd like to know what you two have been up to while I was gone." She gave them a cheeky smirk as they both blushed.
"Alright then," said Goku as he looped his arm through Gojita's other arm. "Shall we go?"
So all three marched into the house. A Prince and the first Super Saiyan in a century.
And a permanent fusion.
~oO@ Owari @Oo~
