Chapter Title: Liver and Spinach Gravy
Disclaimer: Really, I don't own them. I wish I did, but I don't. Anyway, I do own a few of these guys, but not many.
AN: Some one did it. They didn't tell me what they were, but as you can see, it was only one person, so I'll be nice and update today. FYI: My BF's being a lot nicer now. So anyway, on with the story. Oh yeah this is like four days later.
Great big thanks to Chibi SumSum and a great big sorry to Sara for not letting her beta.
Last Time: Day three of 'The Chaos of The Saiyan Males'. We find out that Marrons' 17, Bra's 7, and that 18's pregnant again. Gohan and Videl are getting closer and closer by the day. TWINS! YEAH! Bulma's having Twins! Oh yeah Goten got out of his house. If you don't remember it, go back and reread it.
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Bulma groaned and got to her feet, reaching for her toothbrush. For some reason Vegeta was back to his normal self. She guessed it was that dream he had mentioned before. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember if he'd ever had a dream like that. Brushing her teeth, Bulma smiled when she remember when Trunks had walked through the door, his bag slung over his shoulder, Bra under his arm. Dende had contacted her asking her if Trunks would be able to come home. She had informed him that Vegeta was back to normal.
ChiChi had asked if Trunks had stopped by and talked to Goten, but at that moment Goten had stepped through the door, his arm around Skirt's shoulders. Both of them were laughing their heads off. Goten explained to her what had happened and she and Goku had headed home. Goten was staying with Trunks until his father was back to normal.
Snickering and spitting, Bulma whipped her mouth, rinsed her toothbrush and put it away. She then turned and walked out of the bathroom. Heading into the hallway, she slammed into a soft wall, and looked up into it's clear blue eyes. Taking a step back, she felt an arm go around her waist, keeping her on her feet. She smiled at Trunks and patted his shoulder.
"Sorry I ran into you sweetheart," Bulma said, stepping around him and heading down the stairs. "What would you like to eat deary?" Bulma called back over her shoulder. Trunks followed behind her, smiling.
"Don't know mom, what ever you want I guess," Trunks said, stretching. He'd just come out of the GR after some three hours of heavy fighting with his father. At the moment, Bra was in there with her father, learning how to control Ki and how to fly. He was a very good teacher. She was already able to flout a few inches off the floor.
"Hmmmm, Liver with Spinach gravy sounds really good right about now," Bulma said, remembering the look on Trunks' and Vegeta's face when she ate it while she was carrying her little girl. Trunks gagged, and shook his head. Bulma laughed out right and shook her head. "Steak and Eggs for you four, and Liver and Spinach for me," Bulma said, looking over her shoulder at Trunks who licked his lips, yet still looked sick, a very funny expression indeed.
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Hours later, all five of them were sitting at the table, everyone else around it, other then Bra, was looking at Bulma like she was insane, as she ate her own food. Vegeta snickered and shook his head. That was always her favorite food when she was pregnant, if her last two pregnancies were testimony to anything. Not watching her so he wouldn't lose the food he was shoving into his mouth, Vegeta continued to down steak and eggs. Trunks on the other hand was finished, and was staring at his mother with wide eyes, a sick look of his face. Bra was content to glance at her mother once in a while, before looking down and eating her own food.
"Why are you staring at me Trunks? I told you before hand, that normally I don't like these things, meaning that when I'm carrying, that I'd want to eat as much of it as I can," Bulma said, leaning back and rubbing her firm thin stomach. Closing her eyes, she sighed and licked her lips. Vegeta, now done with his food, got up and started to clear the table (I'm not even going to try and make Vegeta in character, so don't look at me funny because of what I make him do). Bra got up and helped, Trunks still staring at his mother.
"Boy! Get up and help! Bulma don't even think it, you are going to go and lay down. There's two in there this time, not just one, you need you're rest, now go," Vegeta snarled, putting the handful of dishes into the sink. Trunks got up and helped clear the table as Bulma got to her feet and went into the living room, fuming. She didn't want to do as he said but she knew he was right. She needed lots of rest, sleep, and food. She hated it when he was right.
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Goku sighed and watched as his wife finished cleaning the kitchen. There was still a week left in his heat, and he knew it. How Vegeta stopped as soon as he did still baffled everyone, other than Bulma and himself of course. Even though ChiChi had a vague idea about what had happened. She was also planning on telling Goku about what had happened, to see if maybe it would happen to him.
Turning to her husband, ChiChi smiled and went to him, cuddling into Goku's chest, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around his waist. Goku held her to him, sitting down on a chair at the table, ChiChi on his lap. ChiChi smiled, and turned in his arms, so that her back was pressed into his chest. Goku looked at the top of her head and raised an eyebrow. Gripping his hands, she moved them so his palms rested against her thin waist. Burying his face into her hair, he closed his eyes and ran his finger tips a crossed her stomach. He knew that she was with child. Even if her KI hadn't changed, her scent had, she had also started eating funky things, and having small bouts with nausea.
"He had a dream," ChiChi whispered, leaning against him. Goku's eyes snapped open, and he snapped his head back when her hair got in his eyes.
"Who?" Goku asked, positioning his head to look at her face. ChiChi looked over at him and smiled, laying her hand on his cheek.
"Vegeta, that's how he came out so soon," ChiChi said, before getting back to her feet and heading to the laundry room. She came out a few moment's later with a basket full of sopping wet clothes. Heading toward the back door, ChiChi hummed a little. Goku held his head for a few seconds, thinking, but that stopped when pain shot through his brain (kidding! Kidding!). Jumping to his feet, he went outside and saw ChiChi rubbing her forehead. Goku shook his head and went back into the house. A few minutes later, he came back out, a glass of water and two Aleve in his large hands. Going to his wife, Goku took her hands and gave her what he had in his hands. She smiled and downed the water and pain killers. Goku smiled, leaned down and kissed her on the forehead before taking the glass. ChiChi turned and went back to hanging her laundry.
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The next week went by rather quickly, and during it, Gohan and Videl were inseparable. He went to work with her, and he made her stay at his Grandfather's. He even started looking around for an apartment of his own. His work wasn't that far away, and he'd be able to fly to work. Although Gohan had had a hard time, he hadn't let his instincts get to him. He had been determined to not be with Videl, and with a lot of cold showers and long moments in his own mind, Gohan had made it through his two week cycle.
"GOHAN! YOU'LL BE LATE FOR WORK! GET YOUR CUTE ASS OUT OF THAT BED!" Videl called from the kitchen wiping her hands on her apron. Gohan stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom a crossed the hallway. Splashing cold water onto his face, Gohan sighed and about crawled into the shower.
Ten minutes later, he stepped out of the bathroom in a clean pressed, crisp suit, well about half of it. He didn't have his shirt completely buttoned up, and his coat was slung over his shoulder. Sliding a set of glasses into his shirt pocket, Gohan went into the kitchen to see Videl flipping pancakes into the air and catching them on a plate behind her back. Gohan snickered and went up behind her, kissing her on the cheek and taking the plate. He sat down at the table, and looked at the tie laying on it, and groaned. How he hated the things. He shook his head, and went to eating. He wouldn't eat much in the morning, but he'd have to take the lunch he'd made the night before. But he didn't mind. Videl smiled and shook her head. Finished making her breakfast and sat down a crossed from Gohan. For some reason she trusted him more then she had ever trusted anyone else in her life.
'It could have something to do with the bite scars we both have, but I wouldn't know,' Videl smiled and looked up at Gohan.
"I'd best be going dear, or I will late for work," Gohan whispered, standing and downing his juice. Videl snapped to her feet and started to button up his shirt. Gohan smiled and stood still, running his hands from her wrists to her elbows and back up. Videl giggled and reach over, picking up his tie and tied it. Gohan groaned, but didn't complain. Leaning down he kissed her forehead and pulled his coat on. Running out the door, he grabbed his suitcase. Videl smiled and closed her eyes, running her hands over her wrists and forearms. They were still tingling.
AN: Alrightly. All done. That's it for this one. Thanks for all of the reviews and thanks to those of you out there who asked for tips. I'll be starting on that here in a few weeks I guess. But not at the moment. You'll be seeing it up soon enough. Well that's all for now.
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ArchAngelStar
PS: Yeah I got it out on time!