Red: Ladies and gentlemen! I give you the final chapter to this story! Sit back and enjoy!
Aishiteru Gaka no OujiThrice as nice
"Aw, come 'Geta-kun!" begged Goku as he wrapped his arms around his mate. Vegeta frowned as he growled lightly and gently wriggled out of Goku's grasp. Which was rather difficult considering that his stomach was as big and round as a beach ball.
"For the final time, Kakarot," he snapped. "Dame!"
It had been four months since Vegeta had told Goku about his pregnancy, and since then, everything had been going extremely well. Goku was so overjoyed, after he had come back home with Vegeta, he phoned everybody up to tell them the good news. Everyone was…surprised, to say the least. Krillin was incredibly stumped on how a male could bear a child, but decided not to question as his wife reminded him, very nicely, that they were aliens. Gohan wasn't exactly pleased at first, but once it had sunk in, he found it was quite exciting to be the oldest brother of a pureblooded Saiyan. Everyone else took it very well.
After that day, too, Goten had decided that he had had enough of living with Chichi. She was never really there in the first place, and he admitted to Goku that she had been with several different guys after he came back from the dead. Though he couldn't say anything, as he didn't want to hurt his father's feelings. Goku nodded and said he understood, silently pondering on how he got tricked into the marriage in the first place. So Goten moved in with Goku and Vegeta. Trunks, not wanting to be left behind, also moved in. There was, after all, more than enough room, so the boys were more than welcome to stay. Vegeta had even mentioned, on more than one occasion, that Goku would have to start building extra rooms onto the house, as he didn't think that Goten and Trunks would like to share a room when they grow older. Not to mention that the baby would need a room of its own.
So, for four months now, they had all been living as a big, happy Saiyan family. All their friends often came to visit, especially Gohan and Juuhachi-gou. Gohan because he was going to be the big brother of a pureblood, Juuhachi-gou because she had grown rather fond of Vegeta. No one really knew how or why, but no one wanted to question either.
"Onegai, Vegeta-sama?" begged Goten as he waved a big slice of rich chocolate cake in front of Vegeta's nose. The rich heady scent was starting to get to him, but he wouldn't eat it.
"Dame!" he snapped again. "I told you, I'm not going to eat it!"
Three weeks ago, Goku and gotten all the Saiyan's together to plan a little party for Vegeta. He knew that Vegeta didn't know his birth date, as when he was born, it was unimportant at the time. Even though Vegeta told him it wasn't a big deal, Goku still couldn't help but feel that Vegeta should have one special day dedicated to him. A day where everyone around him would spoil Vegeta rotten! So, he picked the date of the first day Vegeta ever set foot on Chikyuu.
That morning, everything went as planned. Goten and Trunks had gotten up early and they prepared everything within a flash, Goten and Trunks doing most of the cooking seeing as they spent most of their time around Vegeta and had picked up pretty quick. Then, Gohan came around with their presents that he had kept with him, so as not to arouse Vegeta's suspicion, and helped Goku wrap them. At nine on the dot, Vegeta got up and, on his way to the kitchen to get something to eat, was met with the surprise of his life!
He was shocked at first to see that they had actually thought of him and that they actually did this for him, but that wore off into sheer delight as he was lavished with attention. Vegeta, in all his life, never once got a drop of the taste of being the centre of attention. And today, he relished in it.
But now, it was evening, and Vegeta was being extremely stubborn, as he didn't want to eat any more food. That worried all four Saiyan's, as all through the four months of pregnancy, Vegeta ate far more than Goku! And today, Goku ate more than Vegeta.
"Papa," asked Trunks. "Daijoubu desu ka?" Vegeta growled as he turned his head to one side.
"Hai, daijoubu," he muttered. "I am full to the brim with food and I don't think I can eat any more! Onegai! Stop trying to feed me!" he huffed for a bit, but then calmed down once he saw the very sad looks on Goten and Trunks faces. "Look, I know you worked especially hard to make this double layer chocolate and fudge ripple cake," he said as he dared to take a glance at the huge chocolate coated cake. "But I'm not hungry. The rest of your food had not only filled me up, but the baby as well! I swear, both of us will explode if you feed us any more!" Goten and Trunks cracked a little smile, happy to know that Vegeta wasn't dismissing their cooking and hard work.
"Don't worry about it, guys," said Gohan as he laid a hand on Trunks's hair and ruffled the soft lavender locks. "I'm sure Vegeta'll eat it tomorrow. So da, ne?" Vegeta smirked.
"Damn straight!" he said as he leaned back in his chair, his oversized shirt covering his belly nicely. "I'm going to eat every single slice and crumb!"
"Nani?!" yelped Goku. "What about me?!" Vegeta chuckled at the pouty face of his mate.
"I'm pregnant." He huffed before chuckling again and kissing Goku. "I'm just teasing. I'm definitely going to share it with all of you. Take it as my treat on spoiling me today." Goten and Trunks jumped about happily as Goku gave his mate a tight squeeze.
"So, did you like your presents, Vegeta-chan?" asked Gohan. He was rather starting to enjoy calling Vegeta with a pet name.
"Hai, I did," he said as he held up Gohan's gift; a box of brightly coloured chalks, three oriental calligraphy brushes and an ink stone. Gohan had heard, through both Goten and Goku's consistent chatter, that Vegeta was quite the artist. He had expected something like Dada or even Expressionism, but was quite fascinated that it looked something like from the early sixteen hundreds.
"So, what are you going to do with them?" asked Goten as he hopped onto his knee.
"Vegeta's going to use them to create masterpieces again," said Goku, puffing himself up proudly at the fact that his beloved mate was extremely talented. "So da, ne?"
"Not actually," said Vegeta with a mischievous grin. "I'm first going to keep them for a while, looking at them so that I won't forget this day. Then I'm going to make each of you a picture with the gifts you have given me." Everyone in the room grinned. Vegeta may not have been eating much, but he was certainly in high spirits.
So this is what the real Vegeta that tousan keeps telling me about is, thought Gohan, finding that he was liking the ouji more and more as time went by.
Just then, there was a knocking at the backdoor. Everyone turned their heads as Goku walked to the door and answered it.
"Oh! Konbanwa, Piccolo-san!" he greeted. Indeed, there on the back step, was Piccolo.
"Konbanwa, Goku-san," he said. "Is Gohan here? Videl said I would find him here as you guys are having some sort of 'party' for Vegeta."
"Hai," Vegeta nodded. "We are. We're celebrating Vegeta's Fifteenth Birthday." Piccolo cocked an invisible eyebrow.
"Vegeta's…Fifteenth Birthday?" he asked.
"Well, ya see, 'Geta doesn't really know when he was born, as he was never told and no one celebrated his birthday before. So, we thought that we would give Vegeta a birthday. That being when he first came to Chikyuu." He explained, putting his hands behind his head in the typical 'Son' manner. Piccolo frowned that this, but nodded all the same.
"Hmm," he grunted. "Saa, it's good that Gohan's here. I was going to stop by to see how Vegeta was doing."
"He's doing great!" Goku said. "Why doncha come on in?" he asked, moving aside and opening the door even wider so that Piccolo could enter. He nodded his thanks as he walked into the room. But he stopped suddenly when his eyes settled on Vegeta, focusing obviously on the rounded belly. Vegeta looked up at him just as he cracked a grin.
"So," he said as he walked closer. "This is what pregnancy looks like." Vegeta blushed a deep crimson as he scowled up at the Namekian warrior.
"You should be last to talk, Namek!" he snapped. "You spit up eggs!" Piccolo just shook his head and grinned, not taking Vegeta's comment to heart.
"How far along are you?" Vegeta's blush receded a bit and he looked to the three hanyou's who were sitting by the other end of the table, chatting away.
"Nearly six months now," he said. "The baby will be due any day now."
"Hai," said Goku, walking up behind them with a tall glass of water for Piccolo. "I'm really looking forward to it! I can't wait to see if it's gonna be a girl or a boy!"
"It's gonna be a boy!" piped up Goten.
"Iie!" retorted Trunks. "It's gonna be a girl!" Goten scowled at his older counterpart.
"You're just saying that because you want to overpower her!"
"Na-ah! I just know it's gonna be a girl!"
"Doushite?"
"'Coz papa's a royal, and only royals give birth to females, as they are rare!" Goten flustered at this, but still argued that it was going to be a boy.
"Yup, and what it's gonna look like," Goku said as he looked to the squabbling shounen. Piccolo took a sip of his water, nodding all along.
"Hmm," he said as he fixed his eyes on Vegeta again. "I know. That's the main reason why I wanted to see Vegeta. I'm interested in knowing how strong this kid is going to be."
"Considering that it's got the genes of a level 2 ouji and a level 3 third class," Vegeta said, cocking his head to one side in a thoughtful manner. "I'd say it'll knock the socks out of these hanyou." He looked over to the kid's; watching them as his comment went unnoticed because they were too busy arguing about what gender the baby was going to be.
Just then, something hit Vegeta. Right there, right in the middle of his gut. Right where the baby was. He gave a little groan, rubbing the cramping spot as he sought to sooth it. But then, it hit him again, harder this time. It was only once he was aching inside, did he realise what was happening.
The baby, he thought, eyes suddenly going wide. It's…it's coming!! "Uhh…Kakarot?" he called, bending a little to try and relieve the pain. But Goku was busy talking to Piccolo. "Kakarot!" he called, louder this time. But still, Goku did not notice. By this time, the cramps had gotten worse, and Vegeta could practically feel his muscles pulling and tugging within him involuntarily. "Kakarot!!" he cried, louder. Still no reply. Goku seemed way too busy in talking about what he was going to do with his son than to pay attention to his ouji, who had now gone into labor.
"I bet you he's gonna turn Super Saiyan by the time he's three years old," he said. "I mean, with me and Vegeta training him, there's no way he won't! He's a pureblooded Saiyan! But that only after he's bor…"
"KAKAROT!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta screamed, his voice echoing around the room. Everybody stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.
"'Geta?" asked Goku, suddenly taking note of his mate's condition. "Daijoubu desu ka?" Vegeta shook his head, his one hand gripping on his belly and the other gripping on to Goku's shoulder. His face had gone pale and he seemed to have started sweating.
"Ka…Kakarot," he panted. "The baby…it's coming!!"
On hearing that, the whole room went silence. Nothing could be heard except the panting of Vegeta as he sought to calm himself down. Which he was finding virtually impossible.
"You're…what?" Goku asked in a squeaky voice, not sure if he heard right.
"The…baby is…coming!" Vegeta gasped out.
"'Geta, are you sure?" Vegeta grabbed his collar and glared at him.
"I'M IN FUCKING LABOR!!!" he yelled. "OF COURSE THE BABY IS FUCKING COMING!!!"
"So desu yo, tousan," Gohan said as he quickly made his way around the table to where Vegeta was. "He's in labor." Gohan remembered very well what a woman in labor was like: in a lot of pain, regretting ever doing it in the first place and vowing to have you castrated as soon as it was over. Vegeta would be no different.
"Well, what are we going to do?!" yelped Goku, obviously panicking. This was the moment he had been waiting for, ever since Vegeta told him that he was going to have his child. He had expected it but…NOT SO SOON!! "Gohan, do you know what to do?" he asked, hoping that those books that Chichi had forced him to study has something on childbirth.
"Iie," he shook his head sadly as he stood by Vegeta's side. "I haven't a clue."
"Well, we've must do something!" yelped Trunks. "Papa's in labor and the baby is gonna come out!"
Piccolo, noticing that nobody was doing anything help Vegeta, decided to take control. He had never delivered a baby before, but if nobody was doing anything, he might as well try to help.
"Goku," he said. "Put Vegeta on the floor. Gohan, get warm water. Goten, get pillows for Vegeta's back and Trunks, get towels so we can deliver this baby." All four said Saiyan's looked at the Namek in shock.
"Have you ever delivered a baby before?" asked Goku curiously.
"Iie," he said as he took off his hat and cape. "But seeing as the rest of you are clueless on what to do, I might as well do something! Now hurry up and do as I said!" Immediately, they all rushed off to do what they had to.
Goku eased Vegeta onto the floor, supporting his back as he placed his mate between his legs so that Vegeta could recline and, hopefully, give birth to the baby easily. Goten returned a few seconds later with a bunch of feather down pillows for Vegeta, placing them by Vegeta's back and his sides. Trunks returned, too, with the white towels.
Piccolo went down on his knees and pulled off Vegeta's sweatpants before parting his legs and placing the towels between them. Goku glared up at the Namek.
"You had better not smile while you're doing this," he warned.
"OH, FOR FUCK'S SAKE KAKAROT I'M IN AGONY!!!!" Vegeta
screamed at his mate before tossing his head back in pain as another
contraction hit. Piccolo just shook his head.
"I'm asexual, Goku," he assured the Saiyan. "I'm not about to oogle his
privates while helping bring your child into the world."
"You had better not," he growled.
By now, everyone had come back from what they were doing and were all crowed around Vegeta, ready to support him.
"Okay, listen well, Vegeta," Piccolo instructed. "I don't know much about baby delivering as I'm not a doctor or a midwife. All I know is that you have to push the baby out and I have to help you, okay?" Vegeta nodded his head, too much in pain to formulate and answer. "Right, now breathe in and out and use your muscles to push the baby out…"
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I'M DOING??!!" he screamed.
"Gohan, get a cold clothe for Vegeta." Goku instructed his oldest son, as Vegeta was sweating a lot. Gohan nodded and made for the kitchen sink.
All through the while of Vegeta's pants and shouts of pain, Goten and Trunks watched with wide eyes. Both were nervously anticipating the arrival of their new sibling, and watched as Vegeta's face scrunched up as he pressed with his muscles again.
"That's great, 'Geta!" Goku cheered his mate on, hoping that it would somehow help Vegeta. "Come on, keep it up!"
"I think I see its head," Piccolo said. "It's almost there! All right, Vegeta," he instructed. "Give me one last push and then the baby will be out."
"Come on, 'Geta," Goku said, placing a soft kiss on Vegeta's temple. "You heard that. Just one last push and it's over."
"Ka…karot!" he cried out, before pressing one last time.
There was a shout of pain, silence, and then the wail of a baby.
"It's out, it's out!" said Piccolo, gathering the bloody bundle.
"Did you hear that, 'Geta?" asked Goku as Goten and Trunks jumped for joy. "It's over!"
"Iie!" cried Vegeta as he continued to pant. Everyone stopped as they looked at him.
"Nani?" asked Gohan as he leaned over Piccolo's shoulder, glancing at the wailing child before looking back up at the ouji. "What do you mean, 'no'?"
"I'm…I'm not done yet!" he cried, tears practically streaming down his eyes. "I'm still in labor! There's another one on the way!!"
There was silence once again.
"Twins," Goku muttered, somewhat hysterically. "I'm gonna have twins…"
"Fine, there's another one on the way," Piccolo said, handing the first born to Gohan. "Clean him off and wrap him up," he said before turning back to Vegeta. "Okay now, just like we did before. Push!"
Vegeta did as he was told, trying to force the pain out. But when it had pushed all he could for that moment, he fell back on Goku, panting and crying.
"Kaka…rot," he whimpered, feeling more than a little sore on the inside. "I…I don't want to be pregnant anymore!" Goku hushed Vegeta as he wiped the cold cloth over his sweaty brow.
"It's all right, 'Geta," he said. "It'll soon be over. I'm here and so are Gohan, Trunks, Goten and Piccolo. We're all here to help you." He placed a kiss on his mate's temple again, feeling his ouji's skin burn with fever. "I promise, that once you're finished here, I won't ever have sex with you again…"
"WHAT THE FUCK??!!" he screamed. "JUST BECAUSE I'M HAVE TWINS DOES NOT MEAN THAT I'M ABOUT TO STOP GETTING FUCKED AFTERWARDS!!!!" Goku's eyes widened as did everyone else's. Piccolo just shook his head.
Too much information, he thought to himself as he continued to help Vegeta. "Vegeta, I see the top of its head! Do as you did before and give me one last push!"
"See there," Goku said as he wrapped his arms around Vegeta. "It'll all be over soon." Vegeta took in a deep breath before clamping his stomach muscles and pushing with all his might, Goku supporting him all the while.
Once again, Vegeta let out a shout of pain as the baby was born and there was a large amount of wailing as it took its first breath. Piccolo gave a small smile as he looked at Gohan's pale face.
"Doushita?" he asked.
"Na…nan demo nai," he whimpered, obviously feeling very lightheaded because of watching Vegeta give birth. He could stand it if it was only one baby that was coming out…but it was two! At least it's over and done with… he thought, sighing gladly.
But he was wrong.
"Nnnggg…" Vegeta groaned again.
"Doushita, Vegeta-chan?" asked Goten, watching his face scrunch up in pain again. Everyone else looked at him with wide eyes, silently begging him that it's not what they thought it was.
"Vegeta?" asked Gohan. "Surely…"
"I'm not done…yet!" he panted, the contractions getting even worse. "There's…there's another! I'm…I'm going to…have…another baby!!" This time, there was no room for silence. Gohan's immediately rolled up and he hit the deck, totally unconscious!
"Gohan!" yelped Goten. Just then, Goku dropped back too. He wasn't really sure if it was joy or shock from having so many kids at once, but his poor brain and body couldn't handle it. His arms gave way under him just as he blacked out. Vegeta could feel this, and everyone heard the loud 'thunk' as his head hit the floor.
"KAKAROT!!!" he shrieked, more than a little unhappy that his mate deiced to pass out now. "NOT NOWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH~"
"Kuso!" Piccolo cursed as he made his way around to Goku. "Trunks, see if you can try to revive Gohan! I'm going to try and wake Goku up!"
"Kakarot," Vegeta whimpered, not too pleased with the way things were turning out now. "Onegai…wake up."
Goten watched as Piccolo hung behind Vegeta, slapping Goku's face in the hopes of waking him up. Goten knew as well as Piccolo that without Goku's support, Vegeta was going to panic and that would cause problems for the last infant. There were already two wailing bundles on the tiled floor and the third was on its way.
If Piccolo-san isn't there to help 'Geta-sama, he thought as he watched Vegeta pant and moan, the sweat increasing even more as he struggled to push the child out by himself. Then 'Geta-sama could hurt both himself and the baby!! Goten swallowed nervously. He knew what he was implying by thinking this. But Vegeta was his parent, first by being his kaasan and tousan rolled into one, and now his kaasan. He didn't want anything to happen to his family, not someone he loved so much. Looks like I gotta do it…
Grimacing, he moved to the front of Vegeta and kneeled before his parted legs. Almost at once, Goten nearly lost all the food he had ate that day! He had never seen anything like it in his whole life!
So this is where babies come from, he thought as he looked at the bloody mess, his stomach doing very awkward twists and flips. Reaching out with shaky hands, he leaned closer and closer until his hands were placed just by the birth canal.
"Go…ten?" he heard a shaky voice. He lifted his head up to see Vegeta, reclining back against the unconscious Goku, staring at him. His face looked pale and sweaty, though his cheeks were flushed from the effort of pushing life into the world. It was within that space of time that Goten made up his mind.
Hai! I AM going to deliver this baby for Vegeta-sama! He thought determinedly. Vegeta-sama trusts me. He would not ask me if I am sure I want to do this if he didn't. I'll do my best for you, 'Geta-sama! I'll help you!
Wordlessly, Goten asked Vegeta to help him. To push with his muscles like he did with Piccolo. At the time, no one noticed that Goten was silently helping Vegeta and the ouji in turn was cooperating, but at that point in time, no one particularly cared. Goten was doing his best to keep all his food down, as it was very sickening to see blood and other sorts of fluids ooze out from Vegeta. But he kept swallowing, keeping his mind focused on the task at hand.
Then, he saw it. He didn't know what it was at first, as it looked solid and kind of fuzzy. Only after a pained yell did he realise what it was. It was the head of his last sibling.
"'Ge-ge-'Geta-sama!" he called out. "I-I see its head!" he looked up to the pained and sweat drenched face of his ouji. "Come on, 'Geta-sama! One last push! Onegai…"
"Go…ten," he panted, cracking a tiny smile. He couldn't believe this. Another Son male was helping him. Just when he had thought that he was going to struggle to bring his last child into the world, there was another Son helping him. Just like Bardock did when I was a chibi, he thought, somewhat amused. And like his father. Must run in the family…
"'Geta-sama?" Goten asked, noticing that Vegeta was struggling to say something else apart from his name. Vegeta opened his shaking mouth, ignoring the pain in his arms as he held himself up.
"Go…ten…kun," he panted. "A…ri…ga…to…gozai…ma…shi…taaAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!" tossing his head back, he pushed with all his might and with the last little bit of energy he had. Goten braced himself as he prepared to catch the baby.
Silence.
Then the wail of another baby.
"'Geta-sama!" cried Goten happily as he held the bloody bundle in his arms, dirtying his white outfit. "You did it! You did it!"
"Papa!" cried Trunks happily as he totally forgot about Gohan and ran over to see the baby Goten delivered. Even Piccolo cracked a small smile as he stood up and walked over to the other wailing chibi's, deciding to ignore Goku as he wasn't going to wake up any time soon and there were now babies to be taken care of. Vegeta just smiled and lay back on his unconscious mate, exhausted but very happy nonetheless.
"Oooooh…" Goku moaned as he sat up. "Koko wa…?" He blearily opened his eyes to see that he was in the living room. Light rays of sun were streaming through the slits in the white curtains, indicating that it was already morning. He untangled his legs from the red quilt and swung them over to the floor. The back of head felt sore, and he barely remembered anything that had happened last night. "What happened to me?" he asked aloud.
"You passed out," came a gruff voice. Goku looked up to see Piccolo standing in the doorway, a food tray in his hands. Goku cocked an eyebrow at the sight and Piccolo blushed a deep violet at the assumption. "I didn't make this for you!! Goten did! I'm just bringing it in!" Goku shook his head as he chuckled, slightly amused at the Namek's reaction. He placed the food in front of the Saiyan, but Goku made no move to eat. In fact, he looked up at Piccolo with a confused frown on his face.
"Hey, Piccolo," he asked. "What happened last night?" Piccolo frowned, somewhat disapprovingly. Even though he was a Namek, he still thought that the birth of one's offspring would be something that would be engraved in one's mind forever. Goku seemed to have forgotten it.
"Well," he started. "You were having a party, doing things you normally do at party's," he smirked at Goku's sour expression. He could tell that he didn't like the sarcastic way in which he was going about telling him what happened, but it somehow amused him to no end. "Then, I came around to see Gohan, we had a talk and then Vegeta went into labor."
On mentioning Vegeta's going into labor, Goku suddenly leapt to his feet. He wasn't quite sure on why he passed out, though he had a sneaky suspicion it was partly because of the stress he and his mate were under, and partly because of the champagne.
"Vegeta!" he cried, but Piccolo grabbed his wrist and pulled him down.
"Settle down, Goku," he told the new father. "Vegeta is fine and well, and is still sleeping. He's still recuperating after giving birth so many times." Goku nodded, completely understanding. But then, another thought hit him.
"Umm…ano? Piccolo-san?" he asked tentively. "How…many babies did 'Geta-kun have?" Piccolo smirked, inwardly debating on whether to tease Goku or to tell him straight out. But after last night, he didn't really feel like watching the tall Saiyan pass out again.
"Only three," Goku sighed, showing his relief.
"Thank Kami-sama!" he said, pushing his messy bangs out from his eyes. "After number two, I didn't think it would ever end!" Piccolo shook his head again. "Where's Goten and Gohan? And Trunks?"
"Gohan is still sleeping, Goten is in the kitchen and Trunks is looking after his father and the babies." He said, assuring Goku that someone was looking out for his mate.
Just then, Gohan walked by. He was wearing an oversized sweater and a pair of grey sweatpants.
"Ohayo, Gohan-chan!" greeted Goku merrily. Gohan rubbed his eyes blearily and ran his hands through his messy ebony locks.
"Mm…ohayo tousan to Piccolo-san," he greeted as he flopped down next to his father. "How did you sleep?"
"Uh…I guess okay," Goku chuckled, grinning sheepishly as he placed one hand behind his head. "How did you sleep?" Gohan shrugged.
"Good," he said. "I woke up about an hour after Vegeta had finished giving birth. Mattaku! Did he look a mess!" Goku shook his head sympathetically. "Though, I must say, he looks a lot better than Videl after she gave birth to Pan, and he had triplets!" Goku grinned.
"Hai, shiteru!" he beamed. "I can't wait to see them…"
"Then I'm sure you'd like to see them now," said Goten as he stuck his head around the corner. "Trunks said Vegeta is awake and ready to receive visitors!" Before any of them could say anything, Goku was already on his feet and speeding on to his room.
He came to a halt at the door, knowing that Vegeta wouldn't be too pleased if he suddenly burst in, no matter how enthusiastic he was about seeing his offspring. Knocking gently, he waited only a moment before Trunks's crystal blue eyes peered out from the crack in the door.
"Oh, Goku!" he said excitedly. "Tousan definitely wants to see you! Come on in!" Trying to contain his excitement, Goku walked in. At the first sight of his mate and his children, his eyes welled up with tears and his insides were doing rather pleasant squirms of delight.
Vegeta was lying on the bed in an oversized t-shirt, feeding one of the babies. The other two were lying next to him, fast asleep. He didn't hear Goku come in until he heard his voice.
"'Geta?" Vegeta looked up and smiled when he saw the sort of bewildered, yet happy, face of his mate. Tentively, Goku walked towards him, eyes never leaving him. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at his mate. Vegeta just smiled. He knew what Goku was thinking.
"Hai, Kakarot," he said as he gently took the bottle from the baby's mouth. "You can hold her." Goku, who still looked like he was in a trance, took the whimpering bundle. Tearing his eyes away from his koi, Goku looked down at the round and chubby face of his child. The chibi, who was whimpering at first, calmed down and gazed at its father with wide eyes.
"Kawaii," he whispered before leaning over to his mate and giving him a soft kiss on the cheek. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
"Hai," he nodded, picking up the other two and leaning in close to his mate and third child. "Daijoubu."
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"Bardock!" called Vegeta as he placed the last bowl of tempura on the table. "Vegeta! Vegetto! Come on in! It's lunch time!" Goku grinned at his mate, his eyes drinking lustfully in the image of Vegeta wearing nothing but an apron. He was just about to get up from his chair when Vegeta snapped at him, "Oh no you don't!" he said, back still facing Goku. "Sit down." Goku pouted.
"No fair, koi!" he grumbled. "How did you know what I was gonna do?" Vegeta looked over his shoulder and smirked.
"Because I'm dressed in just an apron and I know how your mind works." He said with a wink. "Maybe a little later when the chibi's are having their nap, ne?" Goku could not help but smirk as well. "As for the meantime; wipe that hentai look off your face! The chibi's are going to wonder what's going on through your head."
Just then, two young Saiyans' entered the kitchen, their deep brown tails swaying behind them as they made their way over to their kaasan.
"Kaasan! Kaasan!" cried a Goku clone. "Guess what we found?"
"Shinai," he said as he ruffled their hair. "Nani?"
"We found a dragon's nest!" cried the mini-Vegeta. "Wanna go see?"
"Mm…not now. Let's first eat lunch and then we'll go have a look." The two nodded their heads and made their way to the table. "Are? Where's Vegetto?" he asked. The happy smile on Goku's face also fell as soon as he realised that his only daughter wasn't there.
"Bardock, Vegeta," he asked the other two. "Do you know where your imouto is?" Bardock shook his head, but Vegeta nodded.
"Hai," he said. "She said she was going to get something for kaasan." Bardock frowned at his younger brother.
"Nani?" he questioned. "She did?" Vegeta scowled in the typical royal manner at his older brother.
"So da yo!" he snapped. "You were just too busy staring at the dragons to hear what she was saying!"
"Where did she go?" asked Vegeta as he moved to Goku. Chibi Vegeta shrugged.
"She didn't say." Vegeta cast a very worried look at Goku who instantly got the message.
All three Saiyan chibi's were two years old. Despite the fact that they were Saiyan's, they were still chibi's and therefore still vulnerable to all sorts of dangers. Bardock, the clone of his father, was the oldest of the triplets. Vegeta, a clone of Vegeta, was the second oldest. Vegetto, the only girl and the carbon copy of their porunga-fused form, was the baby of the three. And the most adventurous.
"Kakarot," he gave a little whimper, one that went completely unnoticed by the other two. Goku nodded his head and got up. Before he walked out, he gave Vegeta an assuring glance.
"Don't worry," he said as he opened the front door. "I'm sure she's…OOOOOOFF!!!"
"Tousan!" cried Bardock. Chibi Vegeta just sniggered.
"It's Vegetto," he said with a smirk. Goku looked down and, indeed, there sitting on the front porch, was his little girl. He smiled at first, but then it was replaced with a frown.
"Vegetto," he scolded. "Where have you been?" She grinned sheepishly at him as she rubbed the back of her head in the typical Son manner.
"Eto…playing?" she asked. His frown deepened.
"Vegetto," he said in a low tone. She sighed as she got to her feet and stood before him, head bowed in an almost ashamed way. She was thoroughly wet, as though she had fallen into a river, but smelt suspiciously salty. "Doko ni?" She sighed in defeat.
"I took Kinto'un and went to the sea," she admitted.
"What for?" he asked, but before Vegetto could reply, Vegeta whisked her inside.
"Don't make her anymore late for lunch than she already is!" he snapped. "The food's getting cold and I doubt either you or Vegetto are going to enjoy eating cold tempura!" Nodding, Goku followed Vegetto and Vegeta inside, sitting at his place at the table as Vegeta placed Vegetto in hers. "So," he asked, once everyone had started to dig in. "Would you mind telling us why you are late and wet?"
"And smelling icky like sea salt," tittered Bardock. Vegetto glared at him before turning to her parent's.
"I took Kinto'un and went to the sea to get something for you, kaasan," she said.
"Suck up," he muttered again. Vegetto's grip on her hashi tightened and her eyes twitched, but she ignored him.
"What were you going to go get?" asked Goku, a little curious as to why his youngest child would want to go out so far to get a gift for his mate. Vegetto blushed as she fiddled around with her food.
"Eto…I can't really say," she admitted. "All I can say now that it's part of a big present for kaasan."
"Hai! It's for your tanjobi!" piped up Bardock. Vegetto glared at him with hateful eyes.
"Bardock!" she shrieked. "Why'dyu go an' do that!!?? It was supposed to be a surprise for kaasan!!" Bardock smirked as chibi Vegeta just shook his head, ignoring his siblings.
"That wasn't very nice, Bardock," berated Goku. "You mustn't spoil Vegetto's surprise."
"What?" he shrugged innocently. "So what if Vegetto's making him a bo…"
"URASAI!!!!!" Vegetto shrieked as she brought a plate down on Bardock's head. Goku flinched at the painful images, Vegeta sighed and rubbed his temples and chibi Vegeta burst out in peels of laughter.
"Vegetto to Bardock," said Vegeta in an exasperated tone. "Onegai shimasu. Stop annoying each other. You're beginning to give me a headache." Vegetto and Bardock bowed their heads in shame, feeling rather guilty for upsetting their kaasan.
"Gomen nasai," they apologized. "We'll stop fighting now." Chibi Vegeta gave a little snort of disbelief, and both cast narrowed eyes at the middle sibling.
"Vegetto," Goku said, catching all three's attention. "We know you only do these things out of curiosity and because you want to do something, but please, it worries us when you suddenly disappear and return looking like you were in a fight." She bowed her head again.
"Gomen nasai. I'll try to be good from now on." Vegeta gave a little smile, knowing how slim the chances of that were going to be.
"And the same goes for you two guys," Goku said, looking at his sons. "Even though Vegetto is the youngest, you seem to follow her." Chibi Vegeta snorted again and Bardock just blushed
By three, all three chibi Saiyan's were waiting at the front door, waiting for their big brother's to come home from school. They were also very excited because Gohan was coming over too. It was a very rare occasion that their oldest brother would visit them, as he was always too busy with his studies, and whenever he did come, they made sure to spend as much time with him as possible. After all, he may look like a bit of a weed, but family is still family.
Each one was sitting eagerly on the couch, tails wagging excitedly, even Chibi Vegeta's. Vegeta walked by them, frowning slightly before shaking his head and walking to the kitchen, muttering something about being 'just like Kakarot'. Just then, the door clicked open. Three pairs of ears pricked up at the sound and three tails bristled excitedly. Three noses even twitched as they tested the air for new scent of vanilla, cinnamon and lavender. Their suspicions were confirmed when a loud voice called out.
"Tadaima!" As quick as they could, each Saiyan chibi scrambled to their feet to go and greet their older brothers.
"Onii-chan!!" they cried happily as they flew into the arms of their favorite brother. Bardock running to Gohan, chibi Vegeta running to Trunks and Vegetto running to Goten. Everyone could see why chibi Vegeta preferred Trunks and Bardock Gohan, as they were very familiar in every way. Vegetto and Goten were the only odd pairing, but it wasn't that odd at all. Goten and Vegetto only had a very close bond because Goten had brought Vegetto into the world when Vegeta was giving birth. Since then, they have been practically inseparable.
"Konnichiwa, Bardock-chan," greeted Gohan as he took off his glasses and picked the chibi up. "Did ya miss me?"
"So da yo!" exclaimed Bardock as he nodded his head vigorously. "You hardly come over so it's hard not to miss you!" Gohan just chuckled as he placed him on the floor again.
"Do you guys have any homework?" asked chibi Vegeta, hoping that his two other brothers were free for that afternoon. Even though the triplets had each other to play with, they found it was far better to spend their time with an older and wiser Saiyan. But not too old. Vegeta often commented to Goku that this was natural Saiyan behavior, as the toddlers always wanted to learn from their older siblings, as they were far closer in age than they were to the parent's.
"Iie," said Goten as he ruffled Vegetto's already messy hair. "We made sure to do all our homework before school ended so that we could play with you guys."
"Hai," nodded Trunks as he walked over to the couch and placed his bag down. "We've been so busy this week, we didn't get to play with you at all. So, today, we're taking special time-out to have some good old fashioned Saiyan fun!" At this, all three chibi's broke out into loud whoops and cries of delight.
"Alright, you lot," said Vegeta as he came back into the room. "Settle down. You can't go out if you're going to misbehave yourselves." The chibi's immediately quietened down. "Yoshi." He turned his attention to Gohan. "So good to see you here. Did you finally manage to get off work?"
"Hai, 'Geta-chan," Gohan nodded, blushing sheepishly. "Videl wasn't too pleased, but there was nothing she could do to stop me."
"So da yo!" Bardock said as he puffed himself up. "You hardly visit us, anyways!"
"Not only that," Trunks said as a tiny Vegeta clambered onto his shoulders. "But family is family."
"And Saiyan's have a tight bonding with their family, so desu ne, Okaasan?" chirped Vegetto. Vegeta smiled at the very childliness of her actions.
"So desu ne," he said with a nod. "Saa, I suggest that if you want to spend the rest of the afternoon watching your onii-chan spar, then you'd best get moving. Remember, by sunset at the latest!"
"Hai, Okaasan!" chirped three chibi's and two teens.
"Shimpai ja nai," assured Gohan. "I'll make sure that they get home on time." Vegeta nodded and watched as all six left the house eagerly, speeding off to the far side by the mountains to watch a good fight.
A few minutes after they had left, Vegeta had just turned to get his paints to do some work when a voice called out to him.
"'Geta-chan," Goku called. "Have the kids left yet?" Smirking, Vegeta's attention turned from painting to another form of art. He walked to his bedroom and stood in the doorway with his arms crossed, watching Goku as he fumbled with a camera.
"Kakarot?" he asked. "Nani yatten no?" Goku turned at him and grinned.
"Nan demo nai," he said with a cheeky grin, as though he was hiding something. Vegeta frowned. He knew Goku a little too well, and whenever that smile decided to pop up, it usually meant that Goku was plotting something bad. Well, not that bad…
"Feh," he snorted. "If it was nothing then why are you grinning at me like that?" Goku just grinned again as he leaned towards Vegeta.
"If you come and sit next to me," he said in a very teasing, yet promising, tone. "I'll show you." Ordinarily, Vegeta would've just huffed and demanded that if Goku didn't tell him what he was doing with the camera, he wasn't coming anywhere near him. But with the kids out of the house, Vegeta knew this was his one and only chance to get what he had been missing out on for three weeks. And being around the big, sexy Earth raised Saiyan and not being able to touch him just made the matters worse. Without another thought, Vegeta walked over to Goku, shutting the door and locking it.
"Fine, I'm sitting," he said. "Now will you tell me?" Goku grinned even more that the quaver in Vegeta's voice. He knew he was trying to mask the excitement that was coursing through his body, but Goku didn't blame him. After all, it had been three weeks since he had last got his hands on his ouji, and that was only because Trunks and Goten were staying at Capsule Corp and the chibi's were fast asleep in their room.
And this time, he thought as he placed his camera down and turned to his mate with lust-lidded eyes. I'm going to make sure that every second with him counts. Bringing his hands up, he gently caressed Vegeta's cheek, admiring the soft, silky feel of it under his calloused hands. Vegeta closed his eyes and leaned into the warmth, a soft purr going at the back of his throat. Cupping his hands on Vegeta's chin, he lifted his ouji's head up and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. But after a few seconds, it was anything but soft! No sooner had Vegeta opened his mouth and given access to his mate did Goku start to ravage him. Vegeta didn't mind in the least. In fact, this was exactly what he wanted.
In their passionate kiss, both failed to notice that Goku had pushed him onto the bed and was now lying on top of the lithe ouji, both their clothes unbuttoned and open. Vegeta looked into the burly warrior's eyes, smiling at the love held within them. Hitching his breath as Goku started to nip and nibble on his neck, Vegeta tried to clear his mind to ask his question again.
"S-so, Kakarot," he started, trying to ignore just how good those talented hands were. "What is t-the camera for?" Goku pulled back, admiring the way that his mate never left an issue alone and how cute he looked with a splash of pink across his nose.
"Us," he said. "You see, 'Geta-chan," he began to explain as he dipped and gave a soft kiss on Vegeta's chest, smirking at the way he arched up to meet his hot lips. "You know how we hardly seem to have any time to each other anymore, and you know how much I love your fabulous, sexy body," Vegeta gave a yelp as Goku gave a light nip on his side. "And you know that I can't go long without you." Vegeta gasped out as he felt a hot, wet tongue trace his lower abs, feeling the soft denim of his jeans slide down and off his legs.
"Y-your p-point is?" he asked, trying very hard to keep to the conversation, even though his mind was chanting: Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…
"I thought we could make things more…interesting." He said. Vegeta's eyes swiftly opened as he jerked up.
"You mean you're going to take pornographic pictures??!" he yelped. Goku chuckled as he shook his head, gently pushing his mate back down.
"Iie, not hentai," he said as he resumed his ministrations. "I just thought that maybe, this time, I should try a different medium instead of paint. I thought I might take up photography." Vegeta caught on. Like the first time they made love.
Vegeta sat up quickly, pulling away from Goku. He gave a slight pout, but it turned into delight once he saw that Vegeta was setting himself up. Laying lazily on the pillows like the true royal that he is, Vegeta propped his head on one hand and smirked sexily.
"Saa?" he asked huskily. "How do you want me?" Goku smirked too as he set up the camera and crawled towards his mate. Just as the first photo was taken, he got on top of Vegeta and gave him a deep and searing kiss.
"Aishiteru, Gaka no Ouji."
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