"Fucking Sun..." Came the irritated grunts of the man wrapped in soft white silk sheets. His arm reached out to cover his eyes, trying to block the sun from his eyes that weren't used to the light just yet. The man laid there in silence for a few moments before reaching his other arm around to the spot of his mate. Only to find out that it was empty and felt cold. Sheets and blankets were tossed away from the half nude body as two feet scattered towards the door.

            Searching through ki Vegeta reached the source of this destination. "Kakkarot." He spoke softly opening the door with a small creek. Two ebony eyes pierced through the room. His mate was spotted in the rocking chair next to the little demon spawns crib.

            Speaking of demon spawns... Three of them were lying in his mates lap smacking their chubby arms against his chest trying to rouse the heavy sleeper.

            Goku's head was drooped forward, his snores were light and gentle, his arms still clutched the chibi's in a tight grip so they wouldn't fall off of his lap and injure themselves.

            Two bare arms wrapped around his mates neck hugging him slightly, his mouth was pressed against the ear of his mate. "Kakkarot..." He spoke again. When there was no response returned he gave a small grunt. "We are going to have to wake your sleeping Saba up a different way neh?" His eyes wondered down to the chibi's who only smacked their small chubby arms against Goku's chest again giving small squeals and gibberish baby talk.

            "SABABA" The three chibi's chanted finding there mothers name they called Goku again.

            "Yes Saba." He said poking all three of there small noises.

            A pink appendage darted from a very well experienced mouth to the ear of the unconscious man below him. His arms gripped the arms of the rocking chair, taking his mates hands in his own. Gentle and soft fingertips glided over sensitive skin, following a path all the way up to his forearm and then back down making his mates fingers and arm twitch from the sensation he was producing.

            "Hn...Vegeetaaah" His mate groaned, his eyes twitched from his awakening state.

            "Wake Up Koi." He whispered again running his tongue across his ear again.

            "Too early."

            "It's almost 10 Kakkarot."

            "10?!" That had gotten his mate up. Vegeta had almost fallen off his mate and onto the floor from the sudden jolt.

            "Have the chibi's been fed?!"

            "No, the demon spawns haven't been fed yet. I had just woken up."

            "Go get the bottles ready 'Geta."

            "Why do I have to?"

            "Would you like to change their diapers instead?"

            "FINE"

            "Good. I thought not."

            "Lazy baka, should have left him asleep."

            "I HEARD THAT VEGETA."

            His mate had just ignored him walking out of the small nursery and down the stairs grumbling the whole way down.

            "Another Cranky day with the Cranky man." Goku said poking the cubs in the bellies making them squirm and squeal in laughter. This made Goku chuckle. "Lets get you out of those dirty diapers and fed. Then we can put on your favorite shows. Ok?"

            "Damnit, I hate making these damn bottles, so damn annoying." Vegeta growled softly, irritated, while he pulled out the white powder and other ingredients to stir in the bottles. After he was done putting the caps on the small plastic containers, he lit just enough of his ki to warm them, not warm but just a bit above warm. And that's the only way the cubs would drink their milk.

            Pulling other various things from the cupboards Vegeta set everything out on the table. Spoons, napkins, small wet towels, and plates were scattered across the woodened table set out in three sections for each child.

            "Kakkarot." He heard his mate making his way down the steps of there stairs. " Foods already set on the table."

            "Bring it out in the living room."

            "What? Why the living room?! It's already set out in here!"

            "Well, they are going to watch T.V."

            "T.V.? What do they need to watch T.V. for?! You're going to screw there little brains up! Look what happened to your youngest Spawn! All he does is sit out in front of the T.V all-day-long."

            "Well. Some things on Television are very educational!"

            Vegeta had just given a grunt in reply.

            "Bring them out, now."

            "You set it out."

            "VEGETA!"

            "Kakkarot, I will not!"

            Cries and Screams began to originate from the front room from the three impatient cubs that sat on the floor waiting for their meals.

            "VEGETA! THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS FEED OUR CHILDREN FROM AFTER WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT! I'M ONLY ASKING ONE THING FROM YOU!"

            "Damnit Kakkarot, go take a long, and I mean long bath. You and your Damn mood swings."

            "And when I get back I expect Breakfast to be set out."

            "YOU NEVER SAID-"

            "Thanks Koi." Goku chirped plucking a small kiss on his mate's lips then running off up the stairs with a small laugh.

            "Kakkarot." Was the growl that came forth from his mouth. Screams and cries were getting louder and louder from the living room and the only way to make it stop was to feed the devil children.

            Grabbing all the food he could, he made his way into the living room placing the bottles in their hands and the rest of the food in the middle of the floor. He didn't want them to get into anything else and make a mess. Last time he did that... well. it had only taken a moment for him to turn around and then there was goop and baby food falling from the ceiling and splashed over the walls and the windows.

            Two feet padded back to the kitchen to retrieve some of the lost items that remained on the table. Grabbing them quickly, he made his way back fast to the cubs in slight fear that they had torn up the living room in those few short seconds he was gone for.

            Surprisingly... Everything was the way it was before. They sat there sucking on there bottle with there eyes stuck on the T.V. screen. Flashes of all colors lit in their small black orbs, dancing in pools of colors, swirls of fires.

            "What the hell is this?"

            "Baaaaad!!!" The chibi's 'oohed' slightly pulling their bottles from their mouths to scold at their father.

            "It's not bad. Only if you say it. Then it's bad."

            "Baaaaaaad!"

            "Oh shush."

            Which they did, continuing to suck on there bottles as they stared back at the screen.

            "WHAT IN THE HELL IS A TELL A TUBY?"

            "Tubby! Tubby." They screamed in laughter at their father's outburst, waving their bottles around in the air.

            Channels were switched, making the cubs scream. They rolled over to smash their bottles over his feet.

            "TUBY"          

            "BAAAK "

            "BAAAAAAAAAD!"

            "Hush. I'll put something 'educational' on." The channels stopped as they landed on another cartoon. "See. This... This is educational. It can teach you something in fighting. Batman."

            "Mannn!!!!!"

            "You stay hear and watch the ningen cartoons while I make you're Saba breakfast."

            He didn't know why he talked to them. The woman had told him it helps the babies and the parents bond better with one anther, that it's a better learning experience for the cubs.                

            I had unscrewed the lids to the baby goop. Honestly. How could anyone, or anything for that matter, eat something that smelt and looked so awful? But the children seemed to like it. Well, some of it. He left the baby spoons in the containers after making a disgusting face.

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Goku's P.O.V

            I stifled a yawn as I watched the television set. This was getting to be boring. I want my breakfast. I'm starving. Minus the fact that I need to feed another mouth!

            I wonder if I am doing the right thing though… Letting Vegeta go… Not pushing the subject more. Not asking more questions about the dreams and the little episodes he had been having. I've heard… different names. 'Koreru… Ninna… which supposedly is Trunks' daughter. Bulma's beginning to think that he's loosing it.  But I doubt that. Yet, I'm beginning to wonder. It's just so weird.

            I also have been having a weird feeling since I had given birth to my three children. Like… something was missing. Something wasn't right, something wasn't there. Something important. But I can't place it. Feels close… Yet so far.

            Maybe I need to stop thinking for a while. I'm starting to get a slight headache. And nothing I am saying is making much sense. Or maybe it is? There I go again…

            I sigh loudly. Turning the television set off.

            It's getting really hot… These summer days are getting hotter and hotter. Personally, I hate the heat. I love the cold. The snow. The rain. The nice breeze of a strong wind. Dancing through my hair, twirling across my face.

            All the heat does is make you sweat and grow frustrated. Speaking of frustration…

            I scratch my head frustrated. The heats already getting to my senses. Getting to my body and mind. It's never been so hot. Over the years hear on earth, Japan. It's never been so hot. But, it's not that hot.

            I wanna take a shower. Which I would have done if I wasn't interrupted by my grumpy cursing mate.

            "I'm not hungry anymore. I'm going to take a shower. Wrap it up for later." I tell him. Watch his scowl set on his face. Watch him begin to explode in a heap of curses and screams. But I dully make my wait out of the room and towards the door to the shower.

            I hear the phone ring. All movement, all sound stops. Everything grows silent except for the ringing on the nightstand.

            "Vegeta?" My eyes drift towards him; he just stands there, staring at the phone with widened eyes. Frozen stature. " Vegeta?" I try to call to him but he doesn't make any sound. He only takes another hesitant step backwards. I raise my eyebrow in confusion.

            Who is that?

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