Chapter Title: Day three
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, other then the one's that I've mentioned before. I'm making nothing from writing this then the laughs from the reviews (sometimes) and the satisfactory that my stuff's being read and liked. I want to be an author when I'm out of school, and this is really helping me out. So... If you sued me, you'd get a laptop (my baby) and a whole bunch of plaster dolls.
Last time: We checked in on Goten, and on Trunks, up with Piccolo. Videl got some more of her memory back, and we find out what's going on in the Briefs house. Yes indeed it had turned into a love nest.
AN: Hello all! I'm not sure if I'm early or late or what ever, but I'm putting this up anyway. I started writing this Wednesday night as well. I HAD A BOOK REPORT TO FINISH! AND ALL SORTS OF OTHER THINGS! IT SUCKED! I had no time to my self. YAY! My birth day was Tuesday! Oct. 22, oh I'm soooo happy. I'm turned 15. :) Anyway, on with the story, I've ranted enough.
A great big thanks to Sara for Betaing this for me
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The door opened with little to no sound at all, making the person opening it sigh with relief. He was afraid that the door would make sound. Stepping into the room, he walked to the foot of the bed and looked at the angel laying in it. Smiling gently, he sat at the foot of the bed, pulling one leg up so that he could rest his chin on his knee, wrapping his strong arms around his leg. He watched her for some time, just looking at her. For years he had thought she was dead, then he'd found out, through the link they had formed in their short time together that she was indeed still alive. He just had no idea why she hadn't come to find him. Finally finding her, he'd found out that she had no memory of their time together. She had no knowledge that he was Saiyaman, no knowledge that he was not even human, nor did she know that she had loved him for sometime before they mated. Sighing to himself, Gohan watched as Videl shifted , the covers riding down a little, revealing more of her shoulders and a little of her chest. Her long thin legs were sticking out of the bottom of the blanket, and her left arm was up above her head.
Cocking his head to the side Gohan tried, and failed to keep himself from thinking of her in that way. The way that his body was screaming at him to. He hated instincts and fazes more then anything else in this world. Gohan's thoughts wondered again, this time going back to when he'd seen Videl lose the child, and when she'd been knocked out, the moment she'd lost her memory, when Sharpener's brother had come in and blown up Videl's house, killing Videl's dad, and her life long friend, Sanith. Gohan's ki rose a fraction of a decimal at the thought of Sharpener's brother. But it dropped again when he remember the fact that Sharpener was still in jail and his brother was in the next dimension. Taking a deep breath in a sharp intake, Gohan watched as Videl slowly sat up, rubbing at her eyes.
"Who's there?" Videl whispered, still very groggy. Gohan hung his head and stood up, wringing his hand in front of him.
"It's me, Gohan. I'm sorry, I couldn't sleep, and I just wanted to watch you," Gohan mumbled, feeling very foolish.
"Oh, it's okay Gohan. Why don't you come lay down?" Videl asked, trying once again to get Gohan to understand that she was trying to be with him. Gohan looked up at Videl and raised an eyebrow. Shrugging off the question that had half formed in his mind, Gohan stepped forward and crawled into bed with Videl, letting her curl up to him, laying her head on his chest, her leg over his own and her arms around his waist. Laying back against the pillows, Gohan wrapped a not so unpossesive embrace around what he still considered, deep down inside his heart, his mate. He still had the scar on his neck and so did she. They were connected more then just emotionally, their very life was connected, not that Gohan knew that, and they would stay that way for the rest of time, not even death would separate them.
Finally feeling the gentle yet insistent tug of sleep, Gohan smiled and let it pull him into it's own embrace as his tightened his hold on Videl slightly.
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18 looked up from her coffee as she heard three sets of foot steps came thumping down the stairs. Smiling she got to her feet and stirred the scrambled eggs. Not even having to look over her shoulder, 18 knew that her husband, child and Bra were coming into the room. Krillon came up behind her, he leaned up and pressed a light kiss to her cheek. Giggling gently, she shook her head and turned to the three of them. Bra was sitting in a chair on Marron's lap, Bra was 7, and Marron was 17. Shaking his head, Krillon grabbed 18's hand and pulled her to the table, making her sit, before going on and finishing dinner. 18 growled and shook her head but staid were she was.
"So, how are you two this morning?" Marron asked, leaning forward and laying her hand on her mother's still very thin waist. 18 glared at her for a moment before grinning.
"Better then earlier," 18 said, rubbing the back of her neck. Bra smiled and nodded, looking over at Krillon as he cooked the eggs. Rubbing her hands together, Bra settled in and waited for her breakfast.
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Bulma sat up and rubbed her back, trying hard to get the kink out of it. Looking around, she saw that she was still in the changing room of the gravity room. Vegeta had worked himself to hard to move them any further then that before falling asleep. Groaning suddenly, Bulma tried to rub a cramp out of her leg.
"Cramp?" Bulma's head snapped up to see Vegeta standing in the doorway. Pushing herself away from him a little, Bulma tried hard to cover herself with the small blanket Vegeta had rummaged out. Vegeta snickered and moved forward, sitting down next to her, he laid his hand on her cheek. "I'm to sore today, I can't even think about that. Trust me, I hurt, a lot," Vegeta whispered, leaning down at kissing her forehead. Sighing, Bulma leaned back a little, leaning on one elbow. Her other hand laid on her firm stomach, smiling broadly as she looked down at it.
"What do you think it'll be? A boy or a girl?" Bulma asked, looking up at him. He raised an eyebrow, and snickered a little.
"Not it... They," Vegeta whispered, leaning down and kissing her stomach before getting to his feet and walking into a shower stall. Bulma's eyes went wide and she jumped to her feet, running after Vegeta, letting the blanket fall away.
"What do you mean by 'they'?" Bulma asked, stepping under the water as Vegeta turned it on. He looked down at her and shook his head, planting his hands on the wall behind her and kissing her forehead again.
"Twins silly. If we shared dreams last night you would have known that," Vegeta kissed her earlobe before grabbing some shampoo and starting to clean himself. Bulma followed suit, still very shocked at Vegeta's announcement. Vegeta watched as Bulma said nothing, her hands working slowly as she rubbed at her already very lathered hair. Shaking his head, Vegeta moved forward and took her hand in his, moving them to her sides before moving her under the water. Rubbing as her scalp gently, Vegeta rinsed out the soap, and moved her out of the water again. In a few seconds flat, Vegeta had his own hair done, and had Bulma turned around facing away from him.
Picking up a sponge, Vegeta started to wash Bulma's back, noticing the bruises were he had held her to him the night before. Concern washing over him, Vegeta ran his finger tips over the bruises lightly, wondering if it hurt her.
The slight pain from her back brought Bulma out of her trance, making her swat at Vegeta's hands. She was rather surprised when his hands snapped away from her so willingly. Looking at him over her shoulder, she raised an eyebrow.
"I bruised you, why didn't you tell me that I was hurting you last night?" Vegeta asked, planting his fists on his hips. Chuckling lightly, Bulma turned to him and took one of his hands, placing it on her lower stomach.
"You didn't hurt me, all I felt was pleasure. It may hurt when some one touches it, but you're the only one who touches me, so just as long as you don't touch my back today, I'll be happy and the bruises with be gone by tomorrow," Bulma whispered, leaning up and kissing his cheek. He sighed and shook his head, closing his eyes and letting his senses take over. He knew he wouldn't start to feel the ki's of the little ones inside Bulma for another six to eight days, but it never hurt to try. Not feeling them, Vegeta shook his head a little, and wrapped his arms around Bulma, kissing her forehead and keeping her close as he let the water rush over the both of them.
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Goten rolled over and closed his eyes, falling back asleep almost instantly. He would sleep for a few more hours before getting up and raiding the kitchen again. He only had twelve more days to go, and he was almost afraid that he wouldn't make it that long. He'd try though, and that's all that matter.
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Goku looked over the edge of the bed as ChiChi slept. He was sitting Indian Style on the floor next to the bed, his nose resting on the edge of the mattress. He watched with love filled eyes as ChiChi rolled over onto her side, facing him.
Good morning love, Goku whispered through their bond, smiling as he saw ChiChi's eye flicker for a moment. She'd heard him and would answer.
What time is it? ChiChi asked through the bond, not opening her eyes, or waking from her blissful sleep. Goku glanced at the clock. It read 5:34. Smirking he relayed the time to ChiChi, hearing a bearly audible groan from her as she remained asleep. Cuddle with me, please, ChiChi whispered, her body reaching for him. Goku crawled into bed and held ChiChi to him, as they continued to talk peacefully through their bond.
Hey! Hey, wait! Your thought just now, what was it? ChiChi asked, her body still asleep, as well as Goku's. Goku and ChiChi's minds had met once again, as they often had, outside their bodies, and continued to talk as their bodies and their physical brains got rest.
Oh the thought about what Vegeta was talking about a while back, Goku asked, thinking about scratching the back of his neck, but he had no neck, nor did he have hands to scratch with. Goku could feel ChiChi's surprise, rather then see it.
What did he mean by that? ChiChi asked, her surprise, fear, hope, and shock all being felt by Goku as well as herself. Goku thought about what Vegeta had said and let ChiChi sort it out. Joy, worry, and fear washed over Goku as ChiChi fingered out what Vegeta had meant by his words. Goku's eye snapped open when the thought entered his mind. Looking down at his mate, he suddenly felt the fear, worry and joy ChiChi had felt wash over him as he saw the troubled look on her face. Slowly moving a single hand, Goku placed it over the spot on ChiChi that caused these feelings, wondering if ChiChi's thoughts were true or not.
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Trunks yawned and stretched, popping his back and getting out of bed. He and Piccolo had come out of the time chamber last night, after spending a year in that thing. Trunks had long ago, in his view come out of heat, but he knew that Gohan, Goten, his father, and Goku would still be that way, and he was going to stay up at the lookout or at Roshi's until they had finished. Smiling, Trunks pulled his pants over his hips. He was wondering what his mother would have, a boy or a girl. Also thinking about what it would be like to have a younger sibling other then Bra, Trunks ran his hand through his hair, pulling out the knots in it.
Walking out of his temporary room, Trunks continued to stretch his shoulders. Stepping around the corner, Trunks gasped when he saw Goten standing in the middle of the lookout's court yard.
"Goten! What are you doing here!? You were supposed to stay in your house until the two weeks was over!" Trunks yelled, stomping forward and planting his hands on his hips. He didn't have a shirt on, nor any shoes. Goten looked him over and raised an eyebrow. Trunks shook his head and grabbed Goten's ear, dragging him toward the time chamber. Growling Trunks pushed Goten into the room.
"And stay in here until your two weeks is up. Don't go to far from the room you're in, or you'll get lost. So be careful, and have fun," Trunks called before slamming the door on his best friend, trapping him inside the room.
AN: Hey all. I hope this was worth the wait. Everyone tell me what you were for Halloween. You have to, or... I'll wait a whole two update dates, as in I won't update for six weeks. So I had better see what you were for Halloween in every review I get. I know I'm being evil, but I really like being that way. Also if you all think that I'm really being cruel, I am being that way. I'm not very happy right now. My boyfriend is being an @$$. He won't answer any of my calls, and he doesn't seem to want to talk to me. Well I won't rant at all of you, but you're not going to get a 'Next time' I can't think of what I'm going to write. I'VE HUT A WRITERS BLOCK BAD! But you'll see the next chapter in three weeks. :) Bye all.