Phobia
Agent 182: Thanks to all the reviews ^_^ Thanks tons. I like to know what you think. For the record, I am not going to kill the baby! Videl might thou . . . Anyways Goten's dream was originally supposed to be at the end of chapter 6 but I changed it so I could think the dream through. I still have the scene change things too. And there will be more insight into the stuff Videl injected Goku with, hmm that stuff is very mysterious and has a big part. Try to guess what it is. Extra thanks to Satanspinner67 cuz you kick ass and everyone should read your fic if they have a strong stomach. Also, if you like this fic I recommend Videl vs. Freddie by Brendant. It's really funny. At least I think so. It has the creepy Videl from my fic. Oh and Animekris, Vegeta had the first dream in chapter 1, well the first dream I wrote about.
I'm going to warn you before hand. This chapter is long and is very important so pay attention. So here is the next chapter and I hope you love it.
Ch. 7: Perfection through silence
"Goten, Goten wake up." My eyes cracked open to see Trunks' angelic face looking down at me. He sighed heavily and helped me to my feet. Vegeta glanced at me.
"Now that you're better, Bulma made you something to eat. The others were raving on about it." He turned on the ball of his boots and went down the hall. I stared after him for a moment and returned my gaze to Trunks.
"Come on Goten" I followed Trunks down the hall, the aroma of cooked food reaching me. I tried to keep myself from drooling. Oh, man I'm starving. Bulma grinned at me as we walked into the dining room; she pushed her blue hair over her shoulders.
"Eat up boys, before it eats you." She chuckled and left the dining room.
Leaving Trunks and me alone
"Yeah right, like the food is gonna eat us." Trunks laughed. I looked down at the cooling food on my plate. A bloody piece of steak. I wrinkled my nose.
"Jeez Trunks if this was anymore rarer it would walk of the plate." I poked it with the fork I had picked up. Eww.
Trunks looked at the food in disgust, "You're right Goten, this is sick." He pushed the plate away.
"What's the matter little boy, I know I'm not as tasty as you?" Trunks stumbled back.
"What the hell?" he whispered and looked down at the plate. I stared at the piece of steak. I gulped, my eyes going wide. Did that thing . . . talk? I stared in disbelief. No, this- this is a dream that Videl made. It's all fake. I know it.
The meat sprung at Trunks. He shrieked as it latched onto his arm. I launched myself over the table and jerked it off his arm, a chunk of . . . meat coming off in its jagged teeth. Dark crimson poured from the deep hole in his arm. I flung the piece of steak aside and put pressure onto Trunk's arm. "What the heck just happened?" He breathed. My eyes darted towards movement on the opposite side of the table. My plate. Oh no.
THIS ISN'T HAPPENING
THIS ISN'T HAPPENING
My dad is gonna wake me up any second now . . . any second now. Trunks stared at me. "Eh, Goten I think your food is talking to you."
"Huh?" I looked over at the table. The half raw steak jumped at me. I yelped and jumped back.
Okay, okay, okay. I can handle this; I can hand-
It bit down on my shoulder. Pain laced through it. I cried out in pain, trying to throw it off myself.
I can't handle this!
I grasped onto it and pried it off, my shirt and skin going with it. Crimson poured down my shoulder and down my chest and back.
Dang it.
The two pieces of meat crawled over to each other and seemed to fuse into a bigger piece of meat. I stood in shock. Its raspy voice was somewhat familiar. "You didn't actually think you could get away little Goten? You'll never escape me. NEVER!" The meat jumped at us, energy erupted from my hand sending it back to the ground. I shot it again.
Trunks did nothing.
Why would he? It was my fight. My dream. My nightmare.
The meat soon turned into a flaming ball. I almost smiled. Almost. It was too easy; there must be-"You're right little Goten. This was just a distraction to get everyone to worry about you. Not someone else. I bet you can guess who."
My dad? I stared at her as everything faded to a field. The lush grass under my boots shimmered. The rays from the moon bounced off the water droplets. "Yes, you're smarter than I would have thought. Seeing that you haven't even tried to wake." She's right, I haven't.
"Are-are you gonna let me leave?" she uncrossed her arms.
"No, why would I let you leave?"
"What is wrong with my dad? What was that stuff?" I demanded, still keeping distances from her.
She smirked, "That too was a distraction. But it also helps in other ways. It's making his brain chemistry unstable so I can easily go into his mind when he is sleeping or awake. Making him have hallucinations and such. Slowly breaking down his defences. (Agent 182: It won't harm the baby ^_^) I tried to do the same to Vegeta. I can't kill him so I'll do the next best thing. Drive him crazy." She paused. "Your father is also preg-" she seemed to stop herself
"Goten, please wake up. I need you to wake up. Please- don't die." Dad? That was his voice. I must be waking up. I looked up to the sudden light, quickly moving towards it. Everything turned white as Videl's scream followed me.
~ ~ ~
Son Goten's eyes slowly cracked open, muscular arms wrapped around him and pulled him close. "Oh Kami, you're alright." Goten's hair was smoothed back by his father's fingers.
"I'm fine dad." Pink splashed across his cheek as Trunks smiled at him.
"Sorry, I'm just really glad you're alright. We all are" Goku released his grip on his son. Goten looked up at his father's smiling face. The faint scent of blood reached his nose. Blood? There it was, on his dad's face, trailing from his nose and onto his top lip. It was already flaking off.
"Your nose is bleeding." Goku immediately wiped it onto a towel he quickly grabbed. He seemed confused for a moment. 'Videl must have been messing with his mind' Goten thought. 'I should wait to tell everyone what I found out.'
"So what did you dream about?" He looked over at Trunks.
The demi-Sayian shrugged, "Nothing much. Our food tried to eat us though." His dad stood up, letting Trunks sit next to him.
Goku headed towards the door but a deep voice stopped him. "Kakkarot." He looked over his shoulder. "Looks like you're losing those washboard abs. I think we need to train in the gravity room." Goku hesitated. 'What if what Videl said was true, what if I'm really pregnant?' his mind echoed. He shoved it behind. 'No she's just messing with my mind'. He moved after Vegeta. Vegeta opened the door to the gravity chamber; Goku stepped in moments later. The door shut and Vegeta put it onto 100, not wanting to put too much strain on the younger Sayian.
"So where were you when Goten fell asleep?" he asked as he slipped his white gloves onto his hands.
"In my room resting."
"Really . . . then what happened to your nose?" He turned and faced the taller Sayian.
"I donno, I woke up and it was bleeding everywhere."
"Mmm" A feral glint appeared in Vegeta's eyes as he nodded. "Kakkarot, I'm not going to hold back. Give me all you got." He suddenly charged forward at Goku, he quickly dodged to the right. His mate went past him and Goku took that moment to slam his elbow into Vegeta's back. He grunted and tumbled onto the floor landing anything but gracefully. He got to his feet. "You're stronger than I thought."
Goku's knees bent, going into a familiar fighting stance. "Bring it on Vegeta. You can't handle me." Now he was ready to fight. All other thoughts drowned by the lust of battle. Vegeta attacked again, throwing punches at the taller Sayian. Everyone barely dodged. Vegeta found an opening in the blocks, quickly using it to his advantage. It went directly towards the area that was not blacked in anyway.
His stomach.
He slammed his fist into Goku's lower abdomen. Pain blinded Goku as he stumbled back; gasping at the agony he was now feeling. He grasped onto his stomach protectively. His tears of pain barely held back. "Dammit," he whispered and caught his balance.
"Like I said Kakkarot you-" Vegeta paused as Goku's Ki went unstable in a matter of milliseconds. What was left of his ki. "Kakkarot, what is it?"
His mate moved towards the door, his whole body heaving. "I- I don't feel to well . . . I'm- I'm gonna go lay down." He quickly exited the room, leaving Vegeta to his thoughts. 'There is definitely something wrong with my mate.'
~ ~ ~
Son Gohan walked down another vacant hall. There was another presence on the ship. It was somewhat familiar but at the same time new. It was obviously not Videl, but he knew she had to be on the ship somewhere; her Ki is probably lowered. He was nearing it quickly. He walked past a familiar door and stopped himself as the ki felt stronger there. 'But this is dad's room'. He knocked on the metal door. "Dad?" he asked, wondering what was going on.
"Yeah?" his voice was half muffled.
"Can I come in?" Gohan asked, taking in a deep breath.
"Yep."
Gohan pushed the button on the side of the door and it slid up. Goku laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "There's someone else in here?" Goku quickly sat up and glanced around; suddenly confused.
"It's just me." Gohan neared his dad, the ki growing bigger. He stopped by the side of the bed.
"Erm, Dad . . . I uh think that someone's inside of you. Sounds kinda strange but a ki is coming from your stomach." His hand reached forward and rested on his father's stomach. Goku jerked back.
"No-" he whispered.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Goku's eyes looked down at his clothed stomach.
"I just found out. I didn't want to believe it."
"Does Vegeta know?" Gohan sat down at Goku's feet. He shook his head.
"No. You know him. He'll get all . . . Vegeta"
"I see. So how did you find out, did Bulma tell you?"
"Videl."
" . . ."
"She told me in my dream. I didn't want to believe it. Now I do."
"I think you should go see Bulma. Maybe that- what ever she injected you with is hurting the baby-" Goku's eyes met his. Panic drenched them.
"No- she can't-" he scrambled off the bed. "Come-"
There was a beeping sound "Goku, will you please come to the lab I need to speak to you about . . . . Something."
"She knows." Gohan said as they went out the door.
"Do you think she told Vegeta?"
"No, she would have told you first." Goku sighed as his son spoke this.
~ ~ ~
Hercule watched the other fighters train. They were stronger, could fly. Better than him in almost everyway. He's a fake. 'That's what I am a fake, my daughter is a murderer. Do I even need to say the other reasons why they are better than me.' Hercule thought. Vegeta walked over to him and sat down. The Prince wiped his forehead and glanced over at Hercule.
"It's not your fault."
"What?" Vegeta had actually said something and it wasn't insulting.
"You heard me."
"I try not to think about her. What happened to her?" Vegeta shrugged.
"Some people would do anything for love. Myself included." Hercule nodded. "Just remember, it's not your fault. Something must have set her off." Hercule pushed a smile across his face.
"Yeah, thanks. You're not such a bad guy when you're not yelling and insulting people."
Vegeta chuckled, "You too." He felt Goku's ki; his son's with him another one near by, very close to them it seemed to be directly on or in Goku. Then Goku's ki spiked. Vegeta sprung to his feet. "Dammit." He tightened his fist and quickly sprinted out of the gravity chamber. Everyone stared after him.
"What's gotten into him?" Yamcha asked and they went back to their training. Goten and Trunks nodded at each other and went after the Sayian Prince.
~ ~ ~
Gohan and Goku finally made it to the lab after getting lost twice. "Finally we're here." Gohan laughed as he pushed the buttons on the side of the door. It made a low beeping sound and the door slid up. Bulma's hands were crossed over her chest.
"Goku, come here." Gohan smiled nervously at his father.
"Yeah?"
"I have something to tell you I don't know how well you're gonna take this but some of your symptoms reminded me about something that Vegeta had told me about Sayian males."
"Yeah I already know."
Bulma's mouth hung agape. "Wha? How did you find out?"
"Let's just say I have my sources."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Bulma said in concern.
Goku sighed heavily already tired of the questions. "I just found out."
She pushed her blue hair back, "Did you tell Vegeta?" Goku frowned, "You didn't! You need to tell him."
"I don't want to tell Vegeta-"
"Tell me what?" They all turned to see Vegeta in the doorway, he moved into the room. His dark gaze focused on Goku. "Well?"
"Tell him" Bulma insisted.
Goku took a deep breath, "I'm- I'm uh preg-pregnant." Vegeta paled.
~ ~ ~
Goten and Trunks stood outside the door to the lab. Hearing voices. "I'm- I'm uh preg-pregnant." Goten and Trunks gasped. " . . . Your dad is er pregnant." Trunks whispered leaning closer to Goten.
Everything Videl said flashed in his mind.
**'This was just a mind distraction to get everyone to worry about you. Not someone else. I bet you can guess who.'
**'He can tell the difference from reality and a dream. Your father is also preg-' she seemed to stop herself.
~ ~ ~
'She- she almost told me' Goten's mind hollered at him. 'That's why his nose was bleeding, she must have did something to him while he wasn't with me. When I was asleep. But why would his nose bleed?' Trunks looked over at the younger Sayian.
"Goten, listen."
~ ~ ~
"And- and you didn't want to tell me this? Kakkarot . . ." he blinked slowly and his eyes met Goku's. "How did you get pregnant?"
Goku scrutinized Vegeta "I think it was when you stuck your-"
Gohan cut him off "I think that's enough info there dad." Gohan's face flushed pink.
Vegeta ignored him. "How did you find out?"
Goku wanted to avoid the question. "Bulma told me-"
"No I didn't you said it was-" Bulma began but stopped when Goku glared at her.
"Kakkarot." Vegeta growled. "Who the fuck told you?"
"It- it uh was . . . Videl" he said the last part quietly.
"WHAT!? THAT BITCH!!!" Vegeta shouted instantly going super Sayian. "Did she hurt you?" Goku didn't answer. He grabbed his jaw roughly. "Did she hurt you?" he powered down not wanting to alarm the other or scare Goku.
Goku pulled his jaw free, "She- she tried to kill the baby." He turned to leave the room suddenly feeling ashamed. Vegeta sighed heavily, trying to hold back his anger. 'How could someone hurt a child? Even I could barely bring myself to do such a thing' His eyes went to his mate's back.
"Kakkarot Come here." Goku soon stood in front of his Prince. "I love you." Goku smiled sadly. He didn't want this. He didn't want Vegeta to be near him, he didn't want the man he loves hurt.
The words fell from his lips before he knew he was saying them "I love you. Vegeta." He leaned down and captured Vegeta's lips with his; he released his lips and whispered " I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." Vegeta nodded.
"I forgive you."
"Dad." A miniature Goku walked in followed by Trunks. "You're gonna have a b-baby?" Goku nodded at his son. Goten suddenly hugged around his stomach.
"Oof, not so hard Goten." His ear pressed to his dad's stomach, he was trying to hear the baby.
"I'm happy for you Goku and you too dad." Trunks smiled and placed his hands in his pockets.
Bulma chuckled "Just wait until he starts getting mood swing-"
"Sayians don't have mood swings. They are very different than human females. Kakkarot will only carry the child for 6 months. The child grows rapidly. If he wanted to, he could have the child now. The baby would be mature enough, probably around the age of two in human years." Bulma gasped. "Sayians don't get as fat as humans either, the child takes the place of most of the organs so Kakkarot wasn't hungry because the food has almost no where to go. The only food he takes in goes to the baby." He crossed his arms.
Bulma's face lit up, "We should tell every one at dinner."
"Uh okay." Goku shrugged.
"I'll make supper and you guys need to go and get cleaned up." The males groaned, scattered off, and cleaned themselves up. Changing into clean close and washing their hands and faces. Soon dinner was ready.
~ ~ ~
"Bulma this looks delicious!" Yamcha complimented, smiling at the blue haired beauty.
"Thanks." Then she glared at everyone, "And you better eat every last piece! Except for Goku." Goten looked down at his plate a piece of steak on it. He cringed, pushing the thought away as he cut it with his knife and bit into it. When everyone finished their dinner Vegeta stood up.
"Kakkarot and I have an announcement to make." He looked over at Goku.
"Oh yeah. Um I- I'm pregnant." The group of males gasped, though Piccolo didn't seem surprised. They went pale and their mouths hung agape.
"Ho-how is that possible?" Hercule asked. Confused by what Goku had said. There was a brief silence.
"Sayian have a different anatomy than humans. Males and females can bare children. When two males mate and bond it causes a reaction in the submissive Sayian and it causes their organs change to female parts so he can have a child."
"So he- he has a-" Yamcha began, suddenly interested.
"NO!" Goku shouted, "Only the inside organs." Vegeta nodded in agreement.
Tien sighed, "So now will you tell us why we are here?"
"Yes," Piccolo spoke. "We are here to collect the black star dragonballs. So we can vanquish Videl forever."
"SHE'S STILL ALIVE!" The group yelled in unison.
"Yeah, Krillian and Eighteen are erm sleeping." The others understood.
Marron looked at Trunks and giggled. Trunks blushed and turned back to Goten, ignoring the young girl.
"You said she was dead, how is she alive?" Chaoitzu's voice squeaked
"I don't know yet. I think she never died. She could have just fooled us into thinking she was dead. I-I never checked I was too worried about Kakkarot . . ." he paused. "Now, everyone needs to be alert. Videl has been messing with our dreams and forcing us into them. If anyone acts very tired, notify Kakkarot or me immediately. I'm not saving any of your asses." Vegeta huffed. Goku suddenly stood up and rushed to the nearest bathroom, Bulma went after him.
Vegeta sighed deeply; distress etched in his handsome features. A hand placed itself on his shoulder, "I don't think you have much to worry about Vegeta. You are the safest person here. She can't kill you. If she does, he'll die."
Vegeta smirked "But that won't stop her from torturing me."
Piccolo nodded, "We're almost there."
"I know." He turned towards the door; Bulma slowly came in.
"Goku doesn't feel very well. He said his stomach was hurting really bad, so he went to sleep."
"You left him by himself!" Vegeta shoved past her and sprinted to Goku's room, quickly pressing in the password. The door slid up.
Goku's black eyes cracked open "Hey Geta." He groaned and shifted onto his side.
"I'm sleeping in here with you-"
"No I'm fine, you need to get the dragonballs."
"Alright then. If you need anything I'll be in the dining room."
"I know. Good night Geta." He closed his eyes and nuzzled his face into the pillow, his breathing hitched then leveled out.
Vegeta frowned in concern and whispered "Sleep well both of you."
He went out the door, Bulma smiled at him. "Vegeta, how exactly does Goku actually give birth?" They walked down the hall.
"The child has to be removed from a sack in his stomach."
"So basically a C-section." Vegeta nodded. The other greeted them when they went into the dining room.
Gohan walked up to them. "Goten, Trunks, and I are gonna hit the sack." The three demi-Sayians exited the dining room
Marron waddled over to Bulma "I'm tired too." Bulma smiled.
"Marron and I are going to go to sleep too. Night Vegeta." Bulma looked back at Vegeta as she walked away.
The other had already gone to bed; they were tired from their training with Vegeta. The ship suddenly lurched forward making Vegeta stumble.
Piccolo stepped next to him. "We're here, we need to leave now." They both quickly left the ship.
~ ~ ~
Goku's eyes burst open; he scanned the darkness. A low rumbling sound came from outside, not by his door it sounded further away. It sounded like . . . water. He slowly got out of the bed his stomach clenching up, he groaned as he made his way to the door. Cold fingers pushed the red button and it slid up. It slid down after he exited the room and stood in the long corridor. A strong scent filled the air; the scent was unmistakable.
Blood
The sound he heard got louder and closer so did the scent. It seemed to be closing in on him. His heart sped up. 'This can't be good.' He quickly turned the opposite direction, causing pain to flare in his stomach. His eyes went wide.
Crimson filled the corridor and it was coming straight towards him. Blood charged at him, it licked at every corner of the walls. 'Oh shit'. He took off running the opposite direction. 'No no no no no no!' He sucked in air as his stomach continued to ache. 'This isn't real it's fake. It has to be!' "STAY IN YOUR ROOMS!" he shouted as he went past their doors. The blood was nipping his bare feet almost making him slip. He did the only thing he could think of. He yelled for Vegeta. He could feel something running down from his nose, he ignored it.
He rounded another corner, his heart sunk as he came to a dead end. He went to the far wall. He screwed his eyes shut and screamed. ~ ~ ~
Vegeta scooped up the DragonBall, he smiled to himself. They didn't even have to go very far. "Let's return." Piccolo and Vegeta's eyes darted in the direction of the ship as Goku's ki went erratic and the faint sound of his scream filled the silence. "Fuck" Vegeta mumbled and flew off towards the ship, closely followed by Piccolo.
~ ~ ~
Goku's eyes slowly opened, the blood was a gone. He panted heavily 'what is wrong with me?' Vegeta and Piccolo jogged into the large room. "Kakkarot what happened?" Goku didn't say anything, his arms wrapped around Vegeta's shoulder. He buried his face into his mate's neck, sobbing quietly. Blood from his nose and tears running off onto Vegeta's shirt. Vegeta kissed his hair. Piccolo eyed Goku.
Goku gazed up at Vegeta. "There was blood and-" he froze the blood coming back down the hall. "Ve-VEGETA!" he yelled and pointed towards the opposite side of the room. "THE BL-BLOOD!" Vegeta and Piccolo glanced in the direction he was pointing and saw nothing. Vegeta shook his head.
"There is nothing there."
Goku tried to jerk free. "WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!"
Vegeta tried to restrain him, "Calm down, there isn't any blood. There isn't anything there."
The blood grew closer the scent over powering him; He tried to pry himself free as the water enveloped them. He let out a strangled gasp.
Goku opened his eyes again to see no blood, no trace of it, and the other Z- warriors staring at them. "Wha? Where did it-?"
"Shh, Kakkarot you haven't gotten any sleep lately. You are delusional." Vegeta pulled him close and smoothed his hair back. "We need to get you to bed."
Piccolo looked at the group and saw a familiar face missing . . . Bulma.
To
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Continued . . .
Agent 182: Well I decided to make their symptoms different and such. Sayians are not human so I hope it makes sense. I hope you loved it and as always reviews are much loved. ^_~
Agent 182: Thanks to all the reviews ^_^ Thanks tons. I like to know what you think. For the record, I am not going to kill the baby! Videl might thou . . . Anyways Goten's dream was originally supposed to be at the end of chapter 6 but I changed it so I could think the dream through. I still have the scene change things too. And there will be more insight into the stuff Videl injected Goku with, hmm that stuff is very mysterious and has a big part. Try to guess what it is. Extra thanks to Satanspinner67 cuz you kick ass and everyone should read your fic if they have a strong stomach. Also, if you like this fic I recommend Videl vs. Freddie by Brendant. It's really funny. At least I think so. It has the creepy Videl from my fic. Oh and Animekris, Vegeta had the first dream in chapter 1, well the first dream I wrote about.
I'm going to warn you before hand. This chapter is long and is very important so pay attention. So here is the next chapter and I hope you love it.
Ch. 7: Perfection through silence
"Goten, Goten wake up." My eyes cracked open to see Trunks' angelic face looking down at me. He sighed heavily and helped me to my feet. Vegeta glanced at me.
"Now that you're better, Bulma made you something to eat. The others were raving on about it." He turned on the ball of his boots and went down the hall. I stared after him for a moment and returned my gaze to Trunks.
"Come on Goten" I followed Trunks down the hall, the aroma of cooked food reaching me. I tried to keep myself from drooling. Oh, man I'm starving. Bulma grinned at me as we walked into the dining room; she pushed her blue hair over her shoulders.
"Eat up boys, before it eats you." She chuckled and left the dining room.
Leaving Trunks and me alone
"Yeah right, like the food is gonna eat us." Trunks laughed. I looked down at the cooling food on my plate. A bloody piece of steak. I wrinkled my nose.
"Jeez Trunks if this was anymore rarer it would walk of the plate." I poked it with the fork I had picked up. Eww.
Trunks looked at the food in disgust, "You're right Goten, this is sick." He pushed the plate away.
"What's the matter little boy, I know I'm not as tasty as you?" Trunks stumbled back.
"What the hell?" he whispered and looked down at the plate. I stared at the piece of steak. I gulped, my eyes going wide. Did that thing . . . talk? I stared in disbelief. No, this- this is a dream that Videl made. It's all fake. I know it.
The meat sprung at Trunks. He shrieked as it latched onto his arm. I launched myself over the table and jerked it off his arm, a chunk of . . . meat coming off in its jagged teeth. Dark crimson poured from the deep hole in his arm. I flung the piece of steak aside and put pressure onto Trunk's arm. "What the heck just happened?" He breathed. My eyes darted towards movement on the opposite side of the table. My plate. Oh no.
THIS ISN'T HAPPENING
THIS ISN'T HAPPENING
My dad is gonna wake me up any second now . . . any second now. Trunks stared at me. "Eh, Goten I think your food is talking to you."
"Huh?" I looked over at the table. The half raw steak jumped at me. I yelped and jumped back.
Okay, okay, okay. I can handle this; I can hand-
It bit down on my shoulder. Pain laced through it. I cried out in pain, trying to throw it off myself.
I can't handle this!
I grasped onto it and pried it off, my shirt and skin going with it. Crimson poured down my shoulder and down my chest and back.
Dang it.
The two pieces of meat crawled over to each other and seemed to fuse into a bigger piece of meat. I stood in shock. Its raspy voice was somewhat familiar. "You didn't actually think you could get away little Goten? You'll never escape me. NEVER!" The meat jumped at us, energy erupted from my hand sending it back to the ground. I shot it again.
Trunks did nothing.
Why would he? It was my fight. My dream. My nightmare.
The meat soon turned into a flaming ball. I almost smiled. Almost. It was too easy; there must be-"You're right little Goten. This was just a distraction to get everyone to worry about you. Not someone else. I bet you can guess who."
My dad? I stared at her as everything faded to a field. The lush grass under my boots shimmered. The rays from the moon bounced off the water droplets. "Yes, you're smarter than I would have thought. Seeing that you haven't even tried to wake." She's right, I haven't.
"Are-are you gonna let me leave?" she uncrossed her arms.
"No, why would I let you leave?"
"What is wrong with my dad? What was that stuff?" I demanded, still keeping distances from her.
She smirked, "That too was a distraction. But it also helps in other ways. It's making his brain chemistry unstable so I can easily go into his mind when he is sleeping or awake. Making him have hallucinations and such. Slowly breaking down his defences. (Agent 182: It won't harm the baby ^_^) I tried to do the same to Vegeta. I can't kill him so I'll do the next best thing. Drive him crazy." She paused. "Your father is also preg-" she seemed to stop herself
"Goten, please wake up. I need you to wake up. Please- don't die." Dad? That was his voice. I must be waking up. I looked up to the sudden light, quickly moving towards it. Everything turned white as Videl's scream followed me.
~ ~ ~
Son Goten's eyes slowly cracked open, muscular arms wrapped around him and pulled him close. "Oh Kami, you're alright." Goten's hair was smoothed back by his father's fingers.
"I'm fine dad." Pink splashed across his cheek as Trunks smiled at him.
"Sorry, I'm just really glad you're alright. We all are" Goku released his grip on his son. Goten looked up at his father's smiling face. The faint scent of blood reached his nose. Blood? There it was, on his dad's face, trailing from his nose and onto his top lip. It was already flaking off.
"Your nose is bleeding." Goku immediately wiped it onto a towel he quickly grabbed. He seemed confused for a moment. 'Videl must have been messing with his mind' Goten thought. 'I should wait to tell everyone what I found out.'
"So what did you dream about?" He looked over at Trunks.
The demi-Sayian shrugged, "Nothing much. Our food tried to eat us though." His dad stood up, letting Trunks sit next to him.
Goku headed towards the door but a deep voice stopped him. "Kakkarot." He looked over his shoulder. "Looks like you're losing those washboard abs. I think we need to train in the gravity room." Goku hesitated. 'What if what Videl said was true, what if I'm really pregnant?' his mind echoed. He shoved it behind. 'No she's just messing with my mind'. He moved after Vegeta. Vegeta opened the door to the gravity chamber; Goku stepped in moments later. The door shut and Vegeta put it onto 100, not wanting to put too much strain on the younger Sayian.
"So where were you when Goten fell asleep?" he asked as he slipped his white gloves onto his hands.
"In my room resting."
"Really . . . then what happened to your nose?" He turned and faced the taller Sayian.
"I donno, I woke up and it was bleeding everywhere."
"Mmm" A feral glint appeared in Vegeta's eyes as he nodded. "Kakkarot, I'm not going to hold back. Give me all you got." He suddenly charged forward at Goku, he quickly dodged to the right. His mate went past him and Goku took that moment to slam his elbow into Vegeta's back. He grunted and tumbled onto the floor landing anything but gracefully. He got to his feet. "You're stronger than I thought."
Goku's knees bent, going into a familiar fighting stance. "Bring it on Vegeta. You can't handle me." Now he was ready to fight. All other thoughts drowned by the lust of battle. Vegeta attacked again, throwing punches at the taller Sayian. Everyone barely dodged. Vegeta found an opening in the blocks, quickly using it to his advantage. It went directly towards the area that was not blacked in anyway.
His stomach.
He slammed his fist into Goku's lower abdomen. Pain blinded Goku as he stumbled back; gasping at the agony he was now feeling. He grasped onto his stomach protectively. His tears of pain barely held back. "Dammit," he whispered and caught his balance.
"Like I said Kakkarot you-" Vegeta paused as Goku's Ki went unstable in a matter of milliseconds. What was left of his ki. "Kakkarot, what is it?"
His mate moved towards the door, his whole body heaving. "I- I don't feel to well . . . I'm- I'm gonna go lay down." He quickly exited the room, leaving Vegeta to his thoughts. 'There is definitely something wrong with my mate.'
~ ~ ~
Son Gohan walked down another vacant hall. There was another presence on the ship. It was somewhat familiar but at the same time new. It was obviously not Videl, but he knew she had to be on the ship somewhere; her Ki is probably lowered. He was nearing it quickly. He walked past a familiar door and stopped himself as the ki felt stronger there. 'But this is dad's room'. He knocked on the metal door. "Dad?" he asked, wondering what was going on.
"Yeah?" his voice was half muffled.
"Can I come in?" Gohan asked, taking in a deep breath.
"Yep."
Gohan pushed the button on the side of the door and it slid up. Goku laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "There's someone else in here?" Goku quickly sat up and glanced around; suddenly confused.
"It's just me." Gohan neared his dad, the ki growing bigger. He stopped by the side of the bed.
"Erm, Dad . . . I uh think that someone's inside of you. Sounds kinda strange but a ki is coming from your stomach." His hand reached forward and rested on his father's stomach. Goku jerked back.
"No-" he whispered.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Goku's eyes looked down at his clothed stomach.
"I just found out. I didn't want to believe it."
"Does Vegeta know?" Gohan sat down at Goku's feet. He shook his head.
"No. You know him. He'll get all . . . Vegeta"
"I see. So how did you find out, did Bulma tell you?"
"Videl."
" . . ."
"She told me in my dream. I didn't want to believe it. Now I do."
"I think you should go see Bulma. Maybe that- what ever she injected you with is hurting the baby-" Goku's eyes met his. Panic drenched them.
"No- she can't-" he scrambled off the bed. "Come-"
There was a beeping sound "Goku, will you please come to the lab I need to speak to you about . . . . Something."
"She knows." Gohan said as they went out the door.
"Do you think she told Vegeta?"
"No, she would have told you first." Goku sighed as his son spoke this.
~ ~ ~
Hercule watched the other fighters train. They were stronger, could fly. Better than him in almost everyway. He's a fake. 'That's what I am a fake, my daughter is a murderer. Do I even need to say the other reasons why they are better than me.' Hercule thought. Vegeta walked over to him and sat down. The Prince wiped his forehead and glanced over at Hercule.
"It's not your fault."
"What?" Vegeta had actually said something and it wasn't insulting.
"You heard me."
"I try not to think about her. What happened to her?" Vegeta shrugged.
"Some people would do anything for love. Myself included." Hercule nodded. "Just remember, it's not your fault. Something must have set her off." Hercule pushed a smile across his face.
"Yeah, thanks. You're not such a bad guy when you're not yelling and insulting people."
Vegeta chuckled, "You too." He felt Goku's ki; his son's with him another one near by, very close to them it seemed to be directly on or in Goku. Then Goku's ki spiked. Vegeta sprung to his feet. "Dammit." He tightened his fist and quickly sprinted out of the gravity chamber. Everyone stared after him.
"What's gotten into him?" Yamcha asked and they went back to their training. Goten and Trunks nodded at each other and went after the Sayian Prince.
~ ~ ~
Gohan and Goku finally made it to the lab after getting lost twice. "Finally we're here." Gohan laughed as he pushed the buttons on the side of the door. It made a low beeping sound and the door slid up. Bulma's hands were crossed over her chest.
"Goku, come here." Gohan smiled nervously at his father.
"Yeah?"
"I have something to tell you I don't know how well you're gonna take this but some of your symptoms reminded me about something that Vegeta had told me about Sayian males."
"Yeah I already know."
Bulma's mouth hung agape. "Wha? How did you find out?"
"Let's just say I have my sources."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Bulma said in concern.
Goku sighed heavily already tired of the questions. "I just found out."
She pushed her blue hair back, "Did you tell Vegeta?" Goku frowned, "You didn't! You need to tell him."
"I don't want to tell Vegeta-"
"Tell me what?" They all turned to see Vegeta in the doorway, he moved into the room. His dark gaze focused on Goku. "Well?"
"Tell him" Bulma insisted.
Goku took a deep breath, "I'm- I'm uh preg-pregnant." Vegeta paled.
~ ~ ~
Goten and Trunks stood outside the door to the lab. Hearing voices. "I'm- I'm uh preg-pregnant." Goten and Trunks gasped. " . . . Your dad is er pregnant." Trunks whispered leaning closer to Goten.
Everything Videl said flashed in his mind.
**'This was just a mind distraction to get everyone to worry about you. Not someone else. I bet you can guess who.'
**'He can tell the difference from reality and a dream. Your father is also preg-' she seemed to stop herself.
~ ~ ~
'She- she almost told me' Goten's mind hollered at him. 'That's why his nose was bleeding, she must have did something to him while he wasn't with me. When I was asleep. But why would his nose bleed?' Trunks looked over at the younger Sayian.
"Goten, listen."
~ ~ ~
"And- and you didn't want to tell me this? Kakkarot . . ." he blinked slowly and his eyes met Goku's. "How did you get pregnant?"
Goku scrutinized Vegeta "I think it was when you stuck your-"
Gohan cut him off "I think that's enough info there dad." Gohan's face flushed pink.
Vegeta ignored him. "How did you find out?"
Goku wanted to avoid the question. "Bulma told me-"
"No I didn't you said it was-" Bulma began but stopped when Goku glared at her.
"Kakkarot." Vegeta growled. "Who the fuck told you?"
"It- it uh was . . . Videl" he said the last part quietly.
"WHAT!? THAT BITCH!!!" Vegeta shouted instantly going super Sayian. "Did she hurt you?" Goku didn't answer. He grabbed his jaw roughly. "Did she hurt you?" he powered down not wanting to alarm the other or scare Goku.
Goku pulled his jaw free, "She- she tried to kill the baby." He turned to leave the room suddenly feeling ashamed. Vegeta sighed heavily, trying to hold back his anger. 'How could someone hurt a child? Even I could barely bring myself to do such a thing' His eyes went to his mate's back.
"Kakkarot Come here." Goku soon stood in front of his Prince. "I love you." Goku smiled sadly. He didn't want this. He didn't want Vegeta to be near him, he didn't want the man he loves hurt.
The words fell from his lips before he knew he was saying them "I love you. Vegeta." He leaned down and captured Vegeta's lips with his; he released his lips and whispered " I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." Vegeta nodded.
"I forgive you."
"Dad." A miniature Goku walked in followed by Trunks. "You're gonna have a b-baby?" Goku nodded at his son. Goten suddenly hugged around his stomach.
"Oof, not so hard Goten." His ear pressed to his dad's stomach, he was trying to hear the baby.
"I'm happy for you Goku and you too dad." Trunks smiled and placed his hands in his pockets.
Bulma chuckled "Just wait until he starts getting mood swing-"
"Sayians don't have mood swings. They are very different than human females. Kakkarot will only carry the child for 6 months. The child grows rapidly. If he wanted to, he could have the child now. The baby would be mature enough, probably around the age of two in human years." Bulma gasped. "Sayians don't get as fat as humans either, the child takes the place of most of the organs so Kakkarot wasn't hungry because the food has almost no where to go. The only food he takes in goes to the baby." He crossed his arms.
Bulma's face lit up, "We should tell every one at dinner."
"Uh okay." Goku shrugged.
"I'll make supper and you guys need to go and get cleaned up." The males groaned, scattered off, and cleaned themselves up. Changing into clean close and washing their hands and faces. Soon dinner was ready.
~ ~ ~
"Bulma this looks delicious!" Yamcha complimented, smiling at the blue haired beauty.
"Thanks." Then she glared at everyone, "And you better eat every last piece! Except for Goku." Goten looked down at his plate a piece of steak on it. He cringed, pushing the thought away as he cut it with his knife and bit into it. When everyone finished their dinner Vegeta stood up.
"Kakkarot and I have an announcement to make." He looked over at Goku.
"Oh yeah. Um I- I'm pregnant." The group of males gasped, though Piccolo didn't seem surprised. They went pale and their mouths hung agape.
"Ho-how is that possible?" Hercule asked. Confused by what Goku had said. There was a brief silence.
"Sayian have a different anatomy than humans. Males and females can bare children. When two males mate and bond it causes a reaction in the submissive Sayian and it causes their organs change to female parts so he can have a child."
"So he- he has a-" Yamcha began, suddenly interested.
"NO!" Goku shouted, "Only the inside organs." Vegeta nodded in agreement.
Tien sighed, "So now will you tell us why we are here?"
"Yes," Piccolo spoke. "We are here to collect the black star dragonballs. So we can vanquish Videl forever."
"SHE'S STILL ALIVE!" The group yelled in unison.
"Yeah, Krillian and Eighteen are erm sleeping." The others understood.
Marron looked at Trunks and giggled. Trunks blushed and turned back to Goten, ignoring the young girl.
"You said she was dead, how is she alive?" Chaoitzu's voice squeaked
"I don't know yet. I think she never died. She could have just fooled us into thinking she was dead. I-I never checked I was too worried about Kakkarot . . ." he paused. "Now, everyone needs to be alert. Videl has been messing with our dreams and forcing us into them. If anyone acts very tired, notify Kakkarot or me immediately. I'm not saving any of your asses." Vegeta huffed. Goku suddenly stood up and rushed to the nearest bathroom, Bulma went after him.
Vegeta sighed deeply; distress etched in his handsome features. A hand placed itself on his shoulder, "I don't think you have much to worry about Vegeta. You are the safest person here. She can't kill you. If she does, he'll die."
Vegeta smirked "But that won't stop her from torturing me."
Piccolo nodded, "We're almost there."
"I know." He turned towards the door; Bulma slowly came in.
"Goku doesn't feel very well. He said his stomach was hurting really bad, so he went to sleep."
"You left him by himself!" Vegeta shoved past her and sprinted to Goku's room, quickly pressing in the password. The door slid up.
Goku's black eyes cracked open "Hey Geta." He groaned and shifted onto his side.
"I'm sleeping in here with you-"
"No I'm fine, you need to get the dragonballs."
"Alright then. If you need anything I'll be in the dining room."
"I know. Good night Geta." He closed his eyes and nuzzled his face into the pillow, his breathing hitched then leveled out.
Vegeta frowned in concern and whispered "Sleep well both of you."
He went out the door, Bulma smiled at him. "Vegeta, how exactly does Goku actually give birth?" They walked down the hall.
"The child has to be removed from a sack in his stomach."
"So basically a C-section." Vegeta nodded. The other greeted them when they went into the dining room.
Gohan walked up to them. "Goten, Trunks, and I are gonna hit the sack." The three demi-Sayians exited the dining room
Marron waddled over to Bulma "I'm tired too." Bulma smiled.
"Marron and I are going to go to sleep too. Night Vegeta." Bulma looked back at Vegeta as she walked away.
The other had already gone to bed; they were tired from their training with Vegeta. The ship suddenly lurched forward making Vegeta stumble.
Piccolo stepped next to him. "We're here, we need to leave now." They both quickly left the ship.
~ ~ ~
Goku's eyes burst open; he scanned the darkness. A low rumbling sound came from outside, not by his door it sounded further away. It sounded like . . . water. He slowly got out of the bed his stomach clenching up, he groaned as he made his way to the door. Cold fingers pushed the red button and it slid up. It slid down after he exited the room and stood in the long corridor. A strong scent filled the air; the scent was unmistakable.
Blood
The sound he heard got louder and closer so did the scent. It seemed to be closing in on him. His heart sped up. 'This can't be good.' He quickly turned the opposite direction, causing pain to flare in his stomach. His eyes went wide.
Crimson filled the corridor and it was coming straight towards him. Blood charged at him, it licked at every corner of the walls. 'Oh shit'. He took off running the opposite direction. 'No no no no no no!' He sucked in air as his stomach continued to ache. 'This isn't real it's fake. It has to be!' "STAY IN YOUR ROOMS!" he shouted as he went past their doors. The blood was nipping his bare feet almost making him slip. He did the only thing he could think of. He yelled for Vegeta. He could feel something running down from his nose, he ignored it.
He rounded another corner, his heart sunk as he came to a dead end. He went to the far wall. He screwed his eyes shut and screamed. ~ ~ ~
Vegeta scooped up the DragonBall, he smiled to himself. They didn't even have to go very far. "Let's return." Piccolo and Vegeta's eyes darted in the direction of the ship as Goku's ki went erratic and the faint sound of his scream filled the silence. "Fuck" Vegeta mumbled and flew off towards the ship, closely followed by Piccolo.
~ ~ ~
Goku's eyes slowly opened, the blood was a gone. He panted heavily 'what is wrong with me?' Vegeta and Piccolo jogged into the large room. "Kakkarot what happened?" Goku didn't say anything, his arms wrapped around Vegeta's shoulder. He buried his face into his mate's neck, sobbing quietly. Blood from his nose and tears running off onto Vegeta's shirt. Vegeta kissed his hair. Piccolo eyed Goku.
Goku gazed up at Vegeta. "There was blood and-" he froze the blood coming back down the hall. "Ve-VEGETA!" he yelled and pointed towards the opposite side of the room. "THE BL-BLOOD!" Vegeta and Piccolo glanced in the direction he was pointing and saw nothing. Vegeta shook his head.
"There is nothing there."
Goku tried to jerk free. "WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!"
Vegeta tried to restrain him, "Calm down, there isn't any blood. There isn't anything there."
The blood grew closer the scent over powering him; He tried to pry himself free as the water enveloped them. He let out a strangled gasp.
Goku opened his eyes again to see no blood, no trace of it, and the other Z- warriors staring at them. "Wha? Where did it-?"
"Shh, Kakkarot you haven't gotten any sleep lately. You are delusional." Vegeta pulled him close and smoothed his hair back. "We need to get you to bed."
Piccolo looked at the group and saw a familiar face missing . . . Bulma.
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Agent 182: Well I decided to make their symptoms different and such. Sayians are not human so I hope it makes sense. I hope you loved it and as always reviews are much loved. ^_~