Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z. All characters in this fiction are property of funimation/ Akira Toriyama. -Bows to Toriyama, shows funimation the finger- The plotline/idea was created by me, and the character titled Atomi (Uh-Toe-Mee) is my own character. Please do not use her without my permission. Once again, I do not own funimation... -slaps head- Why do I bother?

A-Chan: So!! I've come out with another fiction! Are you happy?! ^-^ Just another yaoi, but all pairings are definitely possible! Beware of hetero/?Yuri?! It's going to be mostly drama/adventure/angst/horror? Hell, everything! Just wait for the suspense! And please, keep an eye on my other/old fictions for future updates!!! This story is a/u!! IT DOES NOT TAKE PLACE IN THE ORIGINAL STORYLINE. AU!!!

WARNINGS: Yaoi, Yuri, het, violence, rape?, language, male pregnancy, etc. Absolutely horrible! ^o^ Do not read if it will hurt your virgin ears! Characters will show out-of-characterness sometimes. Lol..

Italics= Thoughts!!

****= Flashbacks!!!

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The earth shook with mild tremors, the sun faded beyond the horizon, and the cries continued. The sweat poured over his face, and blood dripped all about his lower abdomen. His stomach had been sliced open with a very unhygienic method, and the placenta was pulled out with no regard to his pain. Yet, it took him a long while to come to realize that he had done this on his own. Some kind of Saiyan instinct told him that this is what should be done, and this is what had always been done when a male of the Saiyan race had to take the power of life into his own body.

The life that had once lived in his body was then laying in a heap upon the remains of placenta and blood, and it did not move as if it contained life; Rather, it moved as if it were dying, and the paternal instinct kicked in once more as he took his finger and slid it into the child's mouth, removing the liquid and mucus that blocked it's airway.

Once the child took it's first real breath revealed to planet Earth, he found relief, and the pain he had dismissed earlier. He took hold of his lower abdomen, and cried as he had before, recognizing the pain that his body had allowed him to disregard earlier. He pulled his hands in front of him and stared at the blood that drenched the area, and began to scream in anger rather than pain. He felt absolutely demeaned that he would go through this pain because of a mistake he had made nine months before. He was totally humiliated that he could possibly bare a child that was developed inside him because of him and another of the same race's irresponsibility. But it was not only that; the one who helped create this burden was of the same sex. Yet he had learned in his earlier life that Saiyan males were required to reproduce when the females had become endangered once more.

Females of the Saiyan race were often exiled, disregarded, disowned, and murdered. They were not necessarily hated, just envied. The females were the ones who bore the most strength in the race, yet their speed often afflicted this. The males deemed them useless because their speed could not match their strength. And even when the race had finally released the idea that they were useless, they still looked down upon them, and males that birthed female children, often murdered them in their shame. And that is why males were often required to birth their children. But this was acceptable. The Saiyan race was built with this attribute, probably because the gods considered them too hostile to ever mate in an acceptable manner.

This was what he had known since childhood, that if he birthed a child with a female, he would be a disgrace, and if he birthed a child on his own, he would be humiliated. And that is exactly what he was feeling. And then that feeling of utmost disgrace came to him when he recognized the female organ upon the body of the child that wailed within his arms. A strong sense of pain and disgust grew within his stomach, and he longed to just rid himself of the child within that second. But something deep inside of him finally reminded him of the love and respect he once held for the one that gave him this burden. That was enough to stop him from murdering the being that they had brought into this world.

" I am the Saiyan Prince!! How could you do this to me!!!" He screamed with pain and anguish.

He wrapped the child in old rags and set her aside, as he began to stitch up his wound. And within this whole time, the only thing he could do was reminisce of the fine and unfortunate times in his past.

*****[Flashback(no further reminders)^-^]

He arrived at the house that belonged to the one he loved, secretly. Their love was mutual, but no one was to know of its value to the other. Until he knocked upon the door. Rain soaked through his hair and over his face, but he didn't mind. All he knew was that he had to inform his love of what was happening, regardless if he was with his legitimate loved ones. The door opened abruptly. He knew who was at the door. He came outside in the rain, and closed the door behind him.

" Vegeta.. what are you doing here..." He asked, slightly shocked at his arrival.

" I have something to tell you..." But with that, his facial expression had changed as if instinct had interfered once more, and he knew. " Kakarot..."

Kakarot grabbed Vegeta's hand with some violence, as if in anger, but he was quick to subside that, or at least shield it.

" Tell me it isn't true..." He said quietly with his gaze focusing upon Vegeta with intensity.

" But it is.." And before Vegeta could finish the sentence, Kakarot had already dropped his hand and was leaning against the side of his house as if he was hit with a strong blow.

" Don't act as if you're worried!! You're not the one carrying it! I can't go home to my wife when it begins to show!!" Vegeta yelled in frustration.

" What do you want me to do?" Kakarot asked with a frown upon his face.

Vegeta stood silently. He couldn't ask Kakarot to leave his family to be with him, or help him. It's just not something that he would do. His wife would pitch a fit. And that would reveal the affair they held. They both cheated on their wives because they were in love with each other. But they were going to pay, definitely. They met each other very often to reveal their love to each other in all different ways. But once they chose to take it a step up, and show their love to each other, to claim each other as mates. And that caused this whole situation.

" Help.." Vegeta said, with his head down in shame, his eyes revealing fear and frustration in liquid form.

Kakarot took Vegeta to a spot farther from his home so that his family could not overhear their conversation. He looked in Vegeta's eyes, and then pressed his hand against his belly.

" It wasn't just a fling, regardless if you think so or not. I love you, and I want to take responsibility for this. But I can't, I have enough responsibilities being a father of two already. But I will do my best to show you and the child how much I care and love you. I will help best I can." Kakarot spoke with compassion, and empathy. His caress upon Vegeta's forehead soothed him, and his kiss sent him on his way.

***** (End flashback)

And it was no more than two months later that Vegeta began gaining weight, and a small protuberance in his gut. He left his wife with no warning or information. He just left. He stayed in a cave in the mountains closest to Kakarot's house, and it was quite nice, actually. It was much like something that Vegeta would like, but it could not suit someone baring a child, so Kakarot built it into a small house. It was like a cottage within the mountain. And Vegeta learned to love it. But it was only Kakarot's constant presence in it that he actually loved. And it was three weeks before he was to bare a child when Kakarot stopped visiting him. His wife became suspicious, so she no longer let him out. Vegeta knew nothing of this, and the absence of Kakarot's reassurance led him to this conclusion: He had been abandoned.

Bulma, Vegeta's wife, had often called Kakarot's place in search of Vegeta, and she went to every means possible to find him, but never did. She thought it was unlike him, and eventually gave up, hoping that he would come back to her in meantime.

But then, as Vegeta sat in his cottage upon the bloody mess seeping through wooden boards, holding his new daughter, he sensed someone nearby.

" Kakarot..." He whispered, although he knew it was him.

" Yes.." He spoke, the words seeming to slide off his tongue to the dazed Vegeta.

Vegeta was absolutely ecstatic when he saw Kakarot, but then recalled what he had suspected. The abandon.

" How could you?!" He yelled out just as he had when he first held the child.

" I couldn't visit you. It was only until today that I found the strength to take this chance. My wife suspects that I am cheating on her... And I don't want to lose her for the sake of my sons. But that is not of matter now, please forgive me.." Kakarot pulled Vegeta who held the child in his arms.

" You didn't tell me. I waited day in and day out to see you. I needed you through this..." Vegeta pointed to the crimson puddle upon the ground. " And before.."

" I am so sorry.." Kakarot expressed much pain and guilt.

Kakarot shook his hand in a waving notion, signaling that he wanted to see the child sans rags. And with that, Vegeta pulled the rag from the child's face and body.

The child's skin was still pink with a tint of purple, but the eyes were partially opened, and they were the darkest of pitch black. There was a small tuft of hair upon her head that was a very dark reddish brown, obviously obtained from Vegeta. The child was small, as if it had met an untimely birth. But it met its due.

Kakarot turned his head and looked out the window, and Vegeta only suspected he had done this because he had discovered the sex. But that wasn't at all the situation. Kakarot obtained dreadful vibes from the child, and was soon to come witness to the Kai's words.

" Goku!!!" The kai yelled as if he didn't know he was reaching Kakarot's thoughts.

" King Kai, your voice is in my head, of course I can hear you." Though his intention of this comment was to send humor to the moment, he was obviously too flustered to obtain it.

" Kakarot... I sense...." He started, and was cut off slightly by a force unknown.

" Alright King Kai, you can yell now!" But with that, Kakarot felt what was interfering. There was a presence nearby that felt evil; seemed to be interfering with his concentration. It was making him nervous, and giving him goose bumps. He stared back at the child.

He spent over several moments staring at the child before he finally spoke.

" I understand what you were going to say, King kai." He spoke very slowly, as if the words could not leave his throat, let alone mouth.

Vegeta clenched the child close to his body as if in the hour he had spent with it, he had gained love for it, although he despised it too.

Kakarot walked toward Vegeta with his hands held out as if he only wanted to touch it.

" Kakarot! The supreme kai has sensed an evil force in this child's future, and regardless of what you do, you cannot avoid it... I only warn you this because it threatens more than just the child. Do what you can find suitable, but beware. The only direct escape from what this child may bring from you is...." Kakarot cut off the Kai so that he no longer had to listen to him.

Kakarot pulled the child into his arms and stared with utmost adoration. It was his child, after all, and his only daughter. And he couldn't imagine why it would become evil. That's why he cut off the Kai. He couldn't bare to do what the Kai suggested to what he had just helped bring into the world.

Death... It swam in his thoughts. Was the Kai insane? Had he finally hit his head so hard that he could not live with it at all? Kill his only child- Kakarot would not do. He kissed the child repeatedly, showing his love for it. He had only just felt it when he finally laid eyes upon it.

" What did the Kai say?" Vegeta asked in curiosity and slight fear.

" Oh nothing, Don't worry. He's fallen off his rocker." Kakarot said, as he showed more love to his daughter.

" Kakarot.." Vegeta spoke with concern.. " I have a bad feeling.."

" Bad feeling? Why? We have a child, it's a great day!" Kakarot was trying to forget the Kai's words.

" What are we supposed to do with this child? Should we keep it at my house with my family, or with yours?!" Vegeta spoke with sarcasm in his tone.

This struck Kakarot.

" We can't keep it." Vegeta turned his head.

" Would you like me to obey the Kai's request?" Kakarot asked with aggressiveness in his tone as he pulled the rag up over the child's face and showed that he was prepared to place his hand there, also.

" No!!" Vegeta yelled when he realized what the Kai had been saying. " Can't we just have a little while with it?"

Vegeta nearly began weeping.

" I think the reason the Kai had to interrupt our moment was because he didn't want us to become attached. This child obviously isn't meant for us to keep. We have been warned by the Kais. Our gods. What would you like to do, Vegeta?" Kakarot asked although the output started to become obvious.

Vegeta turned his head, as if he was leaving the decision to Kakarot.

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A-Chan: So what do you think so far? Should I continue? Was that a cliffy? What are they going to do with the child?? I'll shut up now. Please review with answers and suggestions! Flames are accepted, but deleted! Thank you!!!