Under Any Circumstances

Chapter 6: Minor Problems and A Growing Stomach

By:KaKaVegeGurl

KaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurl

Please come into the 6th Chapter

Moving on with the fanfic after more then an entire year! I am SO SO sorry everyone! Omgwtfverylateupdate!

Alright, I ALSO changed the name of this chapter because I thought you all would enjoy seeing Vegeta go through his months of... Motherhood. XD So you'll basically get to see him go through a LOT. And it's gonna be a big ride!

I've got this one under better detail and SO much more in character, as well as great detail and description! So I hope you all enjoy it! Also I made up for it with a LONG chapter! XD

Please take a seat, get comfortable, and have yourself a nice steaming cup of yaoi! Enjoy!

KaKaVegeGurl

KaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurl

To Albino Black Sheep: "Thank you, I know, Yamcha's such a goofy thing, lol!"

If you are a signed reviewer, I've already replied using the feature that allows you to do that, this section will remain for people that signed in the anonymous way, and such and such, you all understand, as won't allow us to reply to those without using that new feature.

KaKaVegeGurl

UnderAnyCirumstancesUnderAnyCirumstancesUnderAnyCirumstancesUnderAnyCirumstances

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm happy for Goku."

Piccolo turned to Yamcha, his arms crossed over his cloaked chest.

Bulma smiled from her spot at the counter, she stood silent, chopping carrots, "I don't mean to intrude Yamcha, but you were the last person I thought would be happy about this."

The Scarred Ex-Bandit just smiled widely, "No way. This is the happiest I've ever seen him, Vegeta must be good for him. And besides, I never liked Chi Chi anyway."

"I don't think anyone did." Piccolo mumbled.

Bulma turned to the tall Namekian with a raised brow, wiping her hands on her tight jeans, "Though, what was with Goku snapping like that? Is it a Saiyan thing or what?"

"In a way." Piccolo said simply.

Yamcha turned to him and smiled, "Hey, you know something we don't. Don't you? What is it?"

Piccolo looked away, silently looking Bulma up and down, "That's for Vegeta and Goku to tell you, not me. Anyway, in Vegeta's state it's no shock Goku would be so protective. Saiyan's are like that when there mates are carrying a chi-I mean... When they-"

"Wait a sec," Yamcha interrupted, standing up finally and walking into the kitchen where the other two were, "You mean Vegeta's pregnant?"

Piccolo blushed red and looked down, cursing himself for his stupid mistake.

Bulma dropped her knife and turned to him, setting her hands back behind her to rest on the counter, "Is he? Really? Are you serious, Piccolo?"

The Green warrior sighed, "Yes... Vegeta is pregnant."

"But how?" Yamcha asked, his face contorting in confusion.

Piccolo rolled his eyes and took a seat at the kitchen table, "Male Saiyans blood-related to the royal family can give birth. Vegeta is the Prince. So he can have children."

"How far along is he?" Bulma asked in concern.

"About four months."

Yamcha cocked a brow, "And how exactly is it that you know all of this? They both didn't tell you did they?"

Piccolo shook his head, and finally rested his eyes on Bulma, before turning again to Yamcha, "You seem to forget, I have ears, I hear everything they do and everything they talk about."

"Wow." Yamcha smiled, leaning closer to him with a raised brow, "So you hear them getting it on all the time?"

Piccolo stiffened, turning and looking at Yamcha as if he were the Black Plague and Bulma finally burst into a fit of laughter.

"Seriously? Do you?"

"Y-Yeah..." The Namekian said finally.

The Scarred fighter smiled widely and leaned against the counter, "Wow... Does Vegeta-" He stopped short as Chi Chi walked into Capsule Corp.

Bulma frowned, stepping away from the counter as she walked up to them.

"Wh-Where's Goku?" She asked darkly.

Piccolo just looked down at the floor and closed his eyes.

Bulma moved a bit towards her, "Chi Chi, what are you doing here?"

"Where's Goku?" Chi Chi repeated herself, "And where's Vegeta, we need to sort this thing out. He needs to be with me."

"You nasty little bitch!" Yamcha bursted, stepping from Piccolo to turn and look at the black-haired woman, "You should be grateful he didn't kill you! And here you are, trying to take him away from the person he loves!? Just get out of here right now, before I really lose it!"

Piccolo chuckled, "Calm down Yamcha."

"Chi Chi?"

Bulma and Yamcha both turned to look at the stair case by the Kitchen doorway.

Goku looked on at his wife in confusion, "What are you doing here?" He asked pushing a growling, narrow eye-browed Prince behind him for protection.

"Goku darling," Chi Chi moved to him, "Come on, we're going home."

Vegeta snapped from behind Goku, "He's not going anywhere with you, Woman!"

Goku merely nodded, "Chi Chi, I really don't want to hurt you, leave now." He pushed Vegeta back again when the woman in front of him scoffed, "Please leave."

"Goku, stop this nonsense, you're coming home with me," Chi Chi moved closer to grab a hold of Goku's arm and Goku winced for one second before the short woman flew back, through Capsule Corp wall and out onto the grass behind the house.

Bulma gasped and covered her mouth while Vegeta smiled slightly from behind Goku.

The taller Saiyan sighed and turned, walking back up the stairs, the Prince following close behind him.

Bulma looked down, face-faulting, "I guess Saiyan's are just like that. I think Vegeta could've taken care of it on his own but Goku's over-protective because Vegeta's his mate."

Yamcha rolled his eyes, "Nah, tt's cuz Vegeta's knocked up."

Piccolo choked on air and turned to Yamcha, "Honestly. You could say it a little nicer."

The Scarred Bandit shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "I don't care, either way Vegeta still looks hot as hell."

Both Bulma and Piccolo turned to him with wide eyes.

"Anyways," Yamcha continued, "We may want to do something about the unconscious, possibly-not-alive Chichi, let's not get our hopes up though... She may need a doctor."

The blue haired woman nodded and clicked an emergency button by the phone.

Vegeta sneered at the roof, "It's great that your friend let us stay here. Rather then with that beastly banshee of an ex. The nerve of that woman just pisses me off."

Goku smiled, sitting down on the bed and resting his head on the Prince's stomach, "Yeah, Bulma's a great woman. But I want to know... How are you feeling?"

"Me?" Vegeta watched him nod, "Why do you ask?"

"Vegeta," Goku whined loudly, moving up and down on top of him causing the bed to shake, "You're getting really big."

The smaller Saiyan blushed a bit, "O-Of course I am. I'm having a baby."

"I know, but you're getting really big," He said kissing Vegeta's stomach lightly, "I can't wait."

"Kakarrot," Vegeta sat up slowly, feeling the mood switching quick, he had to admit though; he was a bit... Horney.

Goku took one look at his face and then smirked, "You must be hyper sensitive now."

He reached a hand down and pushed the blue spandex of Vegeta's shirt up high enough to unveil a tanned nipple.

Vegeta watched him as pink lips wrapped themselves around his left nipple, "Kaka-" He stopped and let out a loud moan when Goku sucked lightly.

"I knew it," The taller Saiyan laid a hand on Vegeta's waist and used the other to pull his spandex shirt off the rest of the way.

He stopped and stared at the Prince's stomach, leaning down to kiss it again.

Vegeta smiled warmly, reaching forward and began to undo Goku's sash, "We should take our time, we might not be able to do it as often once I start getting bigger."

"Alright," Goku pulled off his own shirt, kissing down Vegeta's neck and chest, stopping for a second to tease his sensitive nubs before continuing down, down the other Saiyan's hips.

"Kakarrot, you tease terribly." Vegeta moaned as Goku rid him of his pants and boots, "Ah..."

Goku smirked and shifted to take off his own pants as well; he turned back, removing his wrist bands and Vegeta's gloves before taking the smaller man up into his arms.

Vegeta moaned as he arched against Goku; their bodies pressing together. He had to admit he was quite embarrassed at how small he was to Goku, he just fit right into his arms, thin and fragile; it made him feel breakable.

"What are you thinkin' about?" Goku asked curiously.

"Uh," Vegeta looked up into his eyes with a weak smile, "Nothing. I don't want to spoil the mood, Kakarrot. It'd be weird."

The tall Saiyan above him just smiled and kissed him, "That's alright." He ran a hand down Vegeta's side, traveling down to part his legs. He reached over to the dresser to grab a small bottle.

Vegeta rolled his eyes with a smirk, "Hurry it, I'm dying here."

"I know, sorry," Goku turned to look at him, "I just hate seeing you in pain."

The Prince felt his chest tighten at Goku's words, yet he also got more excited, "A normal Saiyan wouldn't give a damn."

Goku nodded, pressing two of his fingers inside him, he watched the shock and satisfaction swell over Vegeta's handsome features, "Good?"

The short Saiyan nodded, shifting his head to the side a bit, "Another?"

"Alright," Goku pushed in a second digit, waiting a moment before scissoring the Prince with his three fingers.

Vegeta arched his back a bit, licking his lips, and reached a hand up to rest it on the other Saiyan's shoulder.

Goku pulled away his fingers and positioned the Prince for interloping.

"Don't do it slowly." Vegeta told him harmlessly.

The stronger Saiyan nodded as Vegeta braced for impact, Goku gripped his hips tightly and thrust into him; his eyes closed tightly, teeth bared.

Vegeta arched wildly and let out a light scream, "Kakarrot!"

Piccolo paled from downstairs and tried to concentrate his listening on the conversation Bulma and Yamcha were having.

"I want to talk to him tomorrow; Vegeta, I mean. Maybe even run a few tests, if he's up to it, just to make sure he's handling himself well." Bulma was saying.

Yamcha nodded, "I did think he was eating a bit more... Well more then Saiyans mostly do."

"I noticed his stomach when they first came to Earth," Bulma remembered.

"Yeah... Hey are you alright Piccolo?" Yamcha asked look over at the Green Namekian... Only he was more of a reddish color.

Bulma got up, "Is something wrong?"

Piccolo shook his head and looked down, "No, it's nothing."

Bulma cocked a brow and stared at him, "You hearing something? What's going on? Is it Vegeta and-OH! Oh my gosh... Right now?"

Piccolo nodded slowly.

"You serious!?" Yamcha smiled widely, "You mean they're getting it on RIGHT NOW?!"

"Yes..." Piccolo said and looked down at his arms.

Bulma snickered lightly, "That's good to know. It's healthy for a relationship, to keep the blood going while pregnancy is overflowing them."

Piccolo smiled and bit and closed his eyes.

Yamcha nodded to himself, "I'll bet it is."

KaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurlKaKaVegeGurl

Yes! Bum, bum, BUM! Heh, there is SO much more to come so stay tuned in everyone!

And if you were wondering... Yamcha was going to ask Piccolo if Vegeta was a "loud one". XD

Repeats scene

"Seriously? Do you?"

"Y-Yeah..." The Namekian said finally.

The Scarred fighter smiled widely and leaned against the counter, "Wow... Does Vegeta make a lot of noise?"

Piccolo face faults and clears his throat, "Can we talk about something else?"

Bwahahahaha!

Yes Yamcha's a bad one. Lol the shmeckesay bandit!

Okay, I'm good, zomgwtfyertoopervertedkakavegegurl!

Anyways!

I hope you all can wait, I promise it won't be too long of one!

But until then you can review, or e-mail me, or check out my lovely site. The last two are located on my profile page of course!

Ttyal!

KaKaVegeGurl