I bet you all thought I had forgotten about this story…well, I did. But now I'm back to writing it. So, you bettter like it. And also check out my story Unforgettable.

Goten: Don't do it, it sucks.

Me: Shut the fuck up Goten!

Goten: Don't yell at me because your stories suck.

Me: Well, since they suck so much, I guess I won't have youo get laid

Goten: …*silence* Well I think I'll do the disclaimer

Me: Kiss ass. But, it works. Now do the disclaimer

Goten: Lexie does not own dragon ball, dragon ball z or dragon ball gt. So don't sue her, or I won't get laid then I'll be very very mad.

Me: Thank you, warnings are below. Enjoy

Warning: INCEST, LEMON, SWEARING! Don't like, don't read. You've been warned.

"What the fuck!" Pan screamed, closing her eyes at the sight of Chichi and Goku naked on the couch.

"GET OUT!" Chichi screamed again. Goten quickly grabbed Pan and took off, now officially scarred for life. They stopped when they got outside.

"I am officially scarred for life." Goten said, a terrified look on his face. He looked up at the sky and shook his fist. "WHY DO YOU HATE ME!!!!"

*I appear* I don't hate you, it's just fun messing with you.

*mumbles* "You bitch."

I know. *goes back to my chair.*

"Well that's odd." Pan said, looking at Goten. Goten simply nodded. Both of them turned towards the house when they heard the door open. Goku and Chichi came out fully clothed, Chichi blushing slightly.

"Listen you two, what you saw was…"

"We know mom, can we please just forget it." Goten begged, his eyes squeezed shut.

"Yeah." She said. "What did you want anyway?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow." Goten replied, still not looking at his mother.

"You interrupted us, so you might as well say what you were going to say." Goku said, his goofy grin still on his face. Goten cringed.

"Well, uh…"

"I'm pregnant." Pan said, a soft smile on her face. Chichi gave a look of surprise, and Goku smiled widely before picking Pan up and swinging her around.

"Congratulations!" he yelled, setting her back on her feet. Pan smiled and braced herself for her grandmothers hug. Chichi went up to her and hugged her tight.

"You have no idea what you're getting yourself into." She whispered, making Pan giggle.

"We can handle it." The dark haired girl said, turning to her mate.

Chichi smiled and turned to Goku. "What do you say we go finish up."

"Oh god." Goten said, picking Pan up and taking off into the sky, trying to erase all the images of his parents having sex out of his head.

Pan laughed at the pure look of horror on her mates face and wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist. His arms instantly went to her waist, holding her close to his body. She rested her head in the crook of his neck as they flew, listening to the soft pur he was emitting. She closed her eyes and breathed in his scent. She tilted her head up to look at him, and their lips met. Pan nibbled on his bottom lip, begging for entrance which he easily granted. Neither noticed they reached their home until their bodies fell back on the bed.

"I love you." Pan said when they broke apart.

"I love you too." Goten said, leaning down and kissing her tenderly on the lips.

Pan smiled and held on to him as he flipped them over, letting Pan cuddle into his chest. He started running his fingers through her hair until heheard her steady, even breathing. Smiling, he kissed the top of her head before leaning his forehead against her own.

*~*

"Mommy!" Kizu yelled, clutching his arm. Bulla ran into the room and looked at him.

"What's wrong?" she asked, scooping the four year old up.

"Grandpa and I were training and I hurt my arm."

Bulla looked at her sons arm and noticed it was twisted at a painful angle. Growling she set him down before yelling. "TRUNKS, DADDY!" Almost immediately the two saiyans were in the room. Trunks raised an eyebrow curiously at his angry sister.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked.

Bulla turned to her brother and growled again before turning her glare to her father. "Dad broke Kizu's arm."

"You did what?" Trunks asked, looking over at his father.

Vegeta grunted. "I was toughening him up. He's still weak, so I'm teaching him. I did the same to you when you were his age."

"Yeah and look at how I turned out." Trunks said.

Kizu went over to his father and attached himself to his leg. Trunks leaned down and picked him up.

"Daddy, can you fix my arm?" he asked, his voice soft. Trunks sighed and nodded.

"Yeah, I'll take care of it." The purple haired prince replied. He turned to his mate and sighed again. "Don't kill dad, we still need him." And with that, he left the room, son in hand.

Bulla turned back to her father, hands on her hips, an angry look on her face.

"What?" Vegeta asked.

"Daddy, I don't mind if you train Kizu, but if you break another one of his bones, I will hurt you." She growled, stalking out of the room.

"Bloody kids." Vegeta mumbled.