***Chapter 33***
After Akira fell asleep, Bulma and ChiChi took over baby duty to let Trunks discuss what had happened and what their next move would be. Krillin and Piccolo had joined them.
''Akira had warned us but we didn't listen as we should have.'' Gohan said. ''The things Kelian said… his overall personality, everything about him is pure evil.'' The memory made him shudder a little. He could tell his friend was still boiling inside at what had happened. They needed to figure out a game plan as fast as possible. They didn't know when the tyrant would be back.
Broly was hearing this for the first time. They felt the slight jump in his Ki. ''Broly, if you hadn't left when you did with Ki…'' Trunks started then paused; the thought of what could have happened to his wife and babies was too hard to even imagine. He passed a hand through his lavender hair, sitting back in his chair.
''I know, Trunks. But hearing all this makes my blood boil. I.. knew Kiks had gone through shit but… all the things he said.. She never really talked about her time with him… I had no idea how bad it had been… son of a bitch! And despite all that, she is nothing but sweetness and love.'' Trunks didn't say anything. She had told him Kelian had hurt her and that he hadn't been a gentle lover but no one could have guessed the extent of his cruelty.
''Will you tell her?'' Gohan asked Trunks.
''Tell me what?'' Akira was standing in the doorway, wearing a pair of joggings and a t-shirt.
''Ki! Why are you up? You should be resting!'' Trunks got up and walked to his wife, picked her up bride style and set her in his chair, then he kissed the top of her head. ''We… hmm got to see the Kelian you described.''
She flinched. She knew what it meant. She looked down. ''Akira.'' Vegeta's voice came out strong. He wanted her attention. He wanted her to hear what he had to say. ''None of this is on you. The bastard deserves to die ten deaths for what he has put you through.''
Without lifting her head, she replied ''I had it easy compared to.. I don't know how many other girls… kids… If I had killed him before…''
''You can't save everyone, Aki.'' Goku said, his heart pinching at all the people he hadn't been able to save.
''What did he say, Trunks?''
''Ki.. it's not important.''
She understood. They got a glimpse of her time with him. Her heart sank a little at the thought their opinion of her might change. She had fallen for a psychopath, what did that say about her? ''The house?'' She felt Trunks' hands squeeze her shoulders a little tighter. She knew the answer but still had to ask. She knew Kelian well enough to know there was no way he would have left it standing. She had killed him. He would take everything from her before ending her life; a straight kill would be too merciful. Kelian didn't do mercy.. ever. ''So.. what's the plan?''
Broly's answer came before Trunks'. ''NO FUCKING WAY IN HELL! Whatever it is.. you're not going to be part of it!'' Trunks knew this statement would not go down well with his wife.
''I can fight! I'm not pregnant anymore!''
''Nor immortal!'' He shot back.
''Ki…'' Trunks rubbed his hand on her cheek, sliding his finger under her chin and turning it so she would look at him. ''I need you to stay here.'' She scoffed. ''No, listen please. I need you to stay here to protect Kenji and Rei. We know he'll be coming for them next. If I'd have it my way, you'd go back to Beerus' with them until all this is done, but I know you won't agree to that. I need you to protect them… ok?'' He knew that though she trusted the other fighters, the instinct to protect her babies would be stronger than anything. She simply closed her eyes. He kissed her forehead. ''You need to rest.''
She got up, clearly still annoyed, and made her way back inside. ''I feel fine. I want to see Kenji and Rei.'' She said without looking back. Trunks sighed, he knew she wasn't happy and he hated upsetting her but he wasn't lying.
''She can be so fucking stubborn!'' Shot Broly.
''You're looking at it as if she was any woman Broly, but she isn't. Wouldn't Kale react the same way?'' Said Goku.
''Yes but Kale is a Saiyan. It's in her blood to fight.''
''And Aki has known nothing but fighting most of her life.''
''Broly.. Akira has God Ki. Looking at her we could forget that she's probably stronger than any of us with her powers.'' Piccolo explained. The woman was petite and the sweetest thing ever but she was in fact a great fighter with extraordinary powers.
''So.. hm.. why don't we let HER fight Kelian?'' Innocently asked Krillin earning him a growl from Trunks.
''She's not back to her full strength, especially after using so much of her Ki and the birth. Letting her go would be sending her to her death.'' Answered Gohan.
''We need to find Kelian. We can't just sit here and wait for him to attack again. Vegeta… you've been awfully quiet. What do you think?''
''Next time he shows up, he might not be alone. Frieza and his army might be there.'' The King said. ''We can't afford to split and search aimlessly for either one of them.''
They sat for a moment, trying to figure out the best course of action.
Akira was standing next to the cribs. Though the babies each had their own crib, they hadn't settled down until she had placed them side by side. She was looking at them as if for the first time. The reality of her being a mother still hadn't sunk in. She had two beautiful healthy babies that were also half of Trunks. She was rubbing Kenji's hand with her thumb as he held on to her index while her other hand gently caressed Rei's cheek. It felt surreal. Too good to be true. A feeling of dread started creeping up. Was Kelian coming back for her, the sick way life was telling her she did not deserve any of this? If so, destiny would be punishing Trunks too and he didn't deserve it. She frowned. ''I won't let anything or anyone hurt you. I swear it.'' She whispered. The nursery was adjacent to her and Trunks' bedroom at the compound. Bulma had gotten a door installed between the two rooms, so the parents could get to their babies without stepping out in the hallway. Akira considered pulling the cribs right next to their own bed just so they would be closer. Ugh! She knew nothing about motherhood. She had carried the babies for 8 full months but seemed to know less about them than everyone else. Her eyes filled with water. The door cracked open and Trunks stepped in quietly. He walked up behind his wife and put his arms around her waist. She leaned back against him, placing her hands above his. They stood there for a moment, looking at their newborns. They were truly the combination of them both. Akira raised her head to look at her husband, who softly kissed her lips before returning his attention to the two now sleeping infants. After a few more minutes had passed, he let go of her, keeping one of her hands in his. He motioned towards their own room with his head. They needed to talk, but leaving them was hard. She nodded and followed him.
Turning to close the connecting doors, Trunks saw the panicked look on his wife's face. He smiled. ''It's ok Ki. Look, we see them on the monitor.'' He pointed at the big screen monitor next to her side of the bed. ''Also… there's another one of those with Bulma… so unless you want her to hear everything… or see everything…'' She scrunched up her nose at the thought, making him chuckle. ''They are sleeping, they are ok.'' She nodded, making her way to sit on the bed. ''Why are they in the same crib by the way?''
''They wouldn't settle down when they were apart. They needed to feel one another to calm down.'' He sat down next to her. She leaned her head on his shoulder.
''You're tired, you haven't gotten any rest since earlier today. You gave birth to two, partly Saiyan babies a couple of hours ago, after almost using all your Ki to block an attack. Most women would sleep for days.'' She scoffed. ''I know… I know you're not most women… you're not like ANY women. That's why I love you. But you need to rest.'' He kissed the crown of her head.
''I feel ok Trunks. I won't lie.. I'm a little tired but somehow I feel much better than I would have thought…''
''Beerus gave you some of his Ki.'' He admitted. ''He wouldn't let me give you some of mine.''
Her eyes widened. ''But he could get in trouble..''
''He did it… subtly… he.. ''sneezed'' over you.'' He chuckled at her expression. ''No one knows, except Beerus, Whis and I… and now you.''
''It has to stay that way.'' He nodded. She let go of his arm and let herself fall back on the bed, looking at the ceiling. ''I… it still doesn't feel real…'' She felt guilty admitting to it out loud but Trunks and her never really hid anything from each other anymore. He laid down on his side, facing her, his head resting on his bent arm. Bringing his free hand up to her cheek, he gently rubbed his thumb on it, before bringing his hand back down to grab one of hers.
He raised her hand to his face and kissed the inside of her wrist. ''Thank you.'' She turned her face towards him, a slight look of confusion evident. ''For loving me, for letting me love you. For the life we share. But mostly, for giving me two beautiful children.''
''Well… I didn't… GIVE you children… we sorta made them together…'' She smiled, wiggling her eyebrows playfully. He laughed. ''Don't get any ideas, Trunks Vegeta Briefs… my body feels like I was hit by a colossal Ki blast, and some parts of my body I never thought could hurt, will be sore for days!''
''I know… I can't touch you for at least 6 weeks.'' Her eyes shot up.
''6 weeks?!'' Her lip came down in a little pout. ''Who told you that?''
''Yeah.. who hasn't told me?'' He chuckled at her horrified expression. ''Bulma informed me first, then Vegeta felt the need to confirm the statement. And right before I came here to see you, Gohan… tried to say something along those lines subtly but failed miserably. So he just said it. He figured you hadn't been followed by a Dr and since Videl's Dr was the one to inform them of the do's and don't's….''
Akira smacked her hand over her eyes. ''Ugh… ''
''I'm just happy being with you. You and OUR babies.'' He laughed when he saw her open her fingers, still on her face, to peek at him. ''Don't get me wrong… I'd ravage your body right this instant if it was ok.'' He winked at her, making her cheeks flush a light pink. ''Now come on, let's get you to bed so you can get some rest before Rei and Kenji wake up.'' He picked her up, put her in bed and layed down on the pillow beside her.
''Trunks… which one.. was born first?'' She hadn't been conscious enough to hear or see anything during her labor. ''Did.. you see them.. come out?'' She wanted to know if he knew the genders before they had found out together.
''No.. I was next to you, having my hand crushed every so often.'' He chuckled when she pulled her tongue out at him. ''The only thing that mattered in that moment was you. I needed you to be ok. Bulma and ChiChi pretty much took charge of the babies. They might have said something during the whole thing but I wasn't listening. As for who's older… You would think it's Rei… she's a feisty one I can tell already… but it was Kenji.. By 3 minutes. While you were asleep, I fed Rei while Bulma gave Kenji his bottle and I asked her.''
Her heart melted as she pictured Trunks feeding their daughter her bottle. ''I thought you didn't care about having kids, Trunks… had you been lying to me all this time?'' She teased him. He heard it in her voice and laughed.
''Hmm no I'm pretty sure I said I didn't care about NOT having kids as long as we were together… but you know.. I'll definitely take the added bonus.'' He hugged her, bringing her closer to his body. He stayed next to her until she fell asleep.
''Oh my! Amaya look at how adorable your Trunks looks while holding a baby!'' Cooed Valese. Squirt was holding what looked like yet another version of himself. He blushed slightly at everyone's reaction.
''Ok guys… can't a man hold his nephew in peace?'' He scoffed, making everyone laugh. This was the first time he had agreed to hold them since they were born. He often sat next to his other self or Akira, gently touching tiny hands and feet but wasn't confident enough to hold one of them in his own arms. They were so tiny. Akira never teased him about it unlike the others so when they turned a month old, they seemed a little less fragile, he had told Akira he'd like to hold them, making her smile. Amaya held out her hands to take Kenji.
''Want to hold Rei? Or was this enough for one day?'' Akira whispered softly so no one else could hear.
''Yo Trunks! Bring me my niece!'' Squirt said, winking at Akira. Goten was standing behind the couch where they were sitting. ''Hmm you're too beautiful Rei… uncle Goten and I will have a lot of boys to beat up in a few years.'' Goten nodded.
''A few years? Make that 3 decades!'' Broly's voice sounded from the door. He was holding Arula in his arms. He gently put her down as she started wiggling in his arms wanting to run to her aunt. Akira opened her arms for the girl to jump in. Bulla had been stuck to Akira like glue, as well, in the past month.
''Arula… auntie Akira's hands are full with two babies already.'' Sweetly said Kale.
''Nonsense!'' Said Akira reaching for the little girl, setting her on her lap. Bulla was standing behind her on the couch, her little arms around the hybrid's neck. ''I can never get enough sweetness!'' She said booping both girls' noses.
''Poor Rei…'' Everyone turned to look at Videl. ''She has Squirt, Goten, Gohan and Broly as her uncles AND Vegeta, Beerus and Goku as her grandfathers… as if having Akira and Trunks as her parents wasn't unnerving enough to any potential suitors.'' Everyone laughed. ''Pretty much goes for Bulla, Pan and Arula too… poor girls.''
''Suitors? they won't suit anything if they are dead.'' Mumbled Vegeta from his favorite wall. Akira rolled her eyes at her father-in-law. ''What was that, Brat? You itching for a beating?''
''Bring it, old man.'' She laughed.
''Nice try! You can't train yet… so Trunks will take your place this time.'' Vegeta grinned.
''Ugh… She gets in trouble but I get the beating…'' Mumbled Trunks jokingly making everyone burst into laughter again.
Janice made her way into her boss' office to drop some files he had requested, on his desk. She glanced at the frames decorating his work surface. One was of Akira and him and the other of their two beautiful babies. She had been right when she had told the mother they'd be gorgeous. She had seen them in person a few times in the past months when Akira would drop by with Trunks. Though they were only 7 months old, they were already a handful. They had been early crawlers and now they were even able to stand up and walk while holding on to surfaces. Janice smiled, remembering the last time they were here. Rei was sitting on her father's lap behind the desk, pulling at all the papers she could get her little hands on, making Trunks chuckle at how upset she got when he pushed things out of her reach. She was the spitting image of her mother, except for her eyes. They had been a piercing blue like her father's until a month or two ago when they had started getting closer to a light blue-ish gray. It still contrasted with the black of her hair. Kenji had crawled up to Janice's desk and had lifted himself up when he reached it. He had clumsily made his way to the chair she was sitting in. He was a carbon copy of her boss. Akira seemed to have eased up beautifully into motherhood as if she had done it all her life and she looked amazing, not like she had carried two babies almost to term a few months ago. If anything, motherhood seemed to have made Akira even more stunning and sweeter than ever.
''Thank you Janice.'' She heard from the door.
''You're welcome Mr. Briefs. I will file them as soon as you hand them back later.''
''It can wait until tomorrow. It's almost 6pm so I'll take them home with me and bring them back tomorrow, you don't need to stay late.''
She nodded. ''Have a good evening Mr. Briefs.''
When he arrived at the CC compound, Trunks made his way to the big outdoor space. He chuckled at the sight in front of him. Beerus was sitting in a lounge chair with Rei on his lap. She was grabbing at his big ears, but instead of looking annoyed, the God of Destruction seemed happy… until he realized he wasn't alone anymore. Whis was also there, with Kenji standing up, holding onto the Angel's staff. ''They put you on babysitting duty?'' He mused.
''Your mother needed to attend a pressing matter in her lab.'' Replied Beerus, trying to look annoyed.
''Oh.. I'm sorry.. I'll take her off your hands Lord Beerus.'' Said Trunks. He knew the God wasn't really bothered by his daughter, to the contrary.
''Better grab that one first'' He pointed at Kenji ''before he succeeds in taking the staff away from Whis and does mischief…''
Trunks obliged. ''Hey buddy, are you giving uncle Whis a hard time?'' He said as he picked up the boy. ''Akira still training?'' Beerus nodded as Rei grabbed his nose.
The demi-Saiyan made his way towards the Gravity Room with Kenji in his arms. He opened the door knowing it would force the gravity back to normal and stepped in. Vegeta had shot a Ki blast at the same time and it was going straight for his son and grandson. His face paled. Akira was watching from where she was standing. She could stop the blast and divert it. Before she could even raise her hand to do so, Kenji had lifted his little hand, his eyes fixated on the energy ball that now floated right in front of him as if levitating in the air. Vegeta fell to his knees, his jaw slack. Trunks blinked, Akira smiled proudly. ''What… just happened?'' He finally uttered.
''Kenji stopped it.'' She answered matter of factly as if it was a given. She absorbed the floating Ki into her palm. ''Guess he's not ALL you, Trunks.'' She giggled.
Vegeta regained his composure, got to his feet and rushed to his grandson, snatching him out of Trunks' arms to make sure he was ok. ''Fascinating…'' The King was still trying to slow his heart rate.
He didn't have to ask why she hadn't been more worried. Akira felt, read and manipulated Ki. Her powers were back completely. The twins spent 8 months inside her womb, protected and feeding off her Ki. They were definitely linked somehow so she had probably known Kenji would be ok.
''Rei?'' She shrugged.
''Not as clearly. But I suspect she has started realizing and using her Ki control abilities… she's got everyone wrapped around her finger.''
''Hmm.. I'm pretty sure it's more the cuteness than the powers, Ki.'' Trunks laughed. ''Father, are you going to hold up for some training with me or are you a complete wreck from this incident?'' He teased his father earning him a ''Tsh''. ''I'll go change then.''
When father and son finally came out from their session, night had fallen. Trunks made his way to their bedroom. He found his wife kneeling next to the bathtub. The twins were inside babbling and playing as she gently poured water on their heads and bodies. He stood at the door, leaning against the doorway, taking in the beautiful sight.
''It's rude to snoop, Daddy.'' She said with a smirk, without turning her head towards him.
''Daa…da!'' Akira dropped the rinse cup she was holding. Trunks' eyes widened and he made his way straight to kneel next to his wife.
''Did… Rei…'' Akira nodded.
''Daaad…aaa'' Repeated Kenji. Trunks' heart skipped a beat.
''Little shits. I carried you for 8 months and suffered to bring you into this world and you BOTH end up betraying me and say ''Daddy'' first? Hmph!'' Akira pouted. She was only half joking. It made Trunks chuckle and kiss her temple. ''You're lucky you're so stinking cute and that Daddy looks so sexy after he trains… otherwise I'd be completely heartbroken!'' She laughed.
Once Kenji and Rei were dressed in pajamas, had their bottle and settled for the night, Akira and Trunks closed the communicating door between the two rooms.
''I can't… believe they said a word…''
''And it had to be daddy first… hmph.. for both!'' She pretended to pout again but couldn't contain her grin at seeing the smile plastered across her husband's face.
Trunks leaned against the wall, his eyes slowly making their way up over his wife's body, as she untied her hair, standing in front of the mirror. She was wearing a skintight black jumpsuit that zipped in the front. It was made from the same stretchy fabric his mother had invented to make their new Saiyan armor. It hugged all her curves perfectly. She had unzipped it a little after training, just enough to display a little bit of cleavage.
''Like what you see, Mr. Briefs?'' She raised her eyebrows at him in the mirror.
He made his way to her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back to rest on him. ''Very much so, Mrs Briefs.'' He moved her hair and gently kissed her neck earning him a ''hmm''.
''If you rip this suit, Bulma will be pissed…'' He knew she was probably right, he had ripped the two previous ones. He continued trailing kisses on her neck as his hands reached the front zipper, slowly bringing it down further. Freeing her left shoulder then her right side, he continued his kissing trail over the crook of her neck and her collarbone. She reached her opposite arm behind his head, freeing his long lavender locks from their tie and passing her fingers through them. His hands were still on her waist and he slowly moved them to caress the skin right below her bellybutton. The contact sent shivers through her body. She leaned her head back against his body and closed her eyes. He pulled her even closer to him. She could feel him harden behind her by the second. She smiled. ''We both need a shower….'' She almost moaned the words as one of his hands went up and dove into her sports bra while the other went the opposite direction, pushing her jumpsuit lower on her hips. ''Trunks… if you continue like this… I don't think I'll make it to the shower before completely melting under your touch…'' She felt him grin against her shoulder before continuing his nibbling and kissing. His hand reached under the hem of the underwear she was wearing, the touch sending her nerve endings into a frenzy. When his fingers found her center, she bucked her hips a little as a gentle moan escaped her lips. The feel of her heat around his fingers mixed with the tiny sounds she was making were turning him on by the second. The jumpsuit fell to the floor at her feet and she stepped on it to pull out each foot. They were still standing in front of the full height mirror and seeing his wife's body, the expression of ecstasy on her face and the feel of her body under his touch were threatening to send him over the edge just from the sight. She pushed her hips backwards, grinding a little against him.
A low growl escaped his mouth, making her shudder in pleasure. ''I don't… think… we're… making it… to the shower..'' He said between kisses on her neck. She turned her face to look at him and he gladly took her lips. Their kiss became more passionate, almost desperate by the second. She turned in his arms to face him, as their lips found one another again. She reached for the hem of the undershirt he was wearing, sliding her hands under it. She needed to feel his body on hers… She pushed it up, breaking their kiss for an instant to pass it over his head and throw it on the floor. He had unhooked her bra and slid it off her arms, throwing it over his shirt. He knew they couldn't get on the bed, they were still covered in sweat and some dried blood from their training. His hands trailed down her back all the way to her buttcheeks. She mirrored his movement except she dragged his pants down at the same time. She wrapped her legs around his waist as their kiss deepened even more, their lips trailing kisses on each other's neck and shoulder before finding their way to each other again. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, one of her hands tangled in his lavender hair. He considered the dresser but it would most likely hit on the wall and wake the sleeping babies. They had made that mistake before. He walked them to the opposite wall of their bedroom and pinned her against the hard surface with his strong muscular body.
''Trunks..'' She whispered gently in his ear before nibbling on his earlobe. He heard the way her breath caught in her throat when his fingers went back between her folds.
''You are so perfect. Every single inch of you.'' He said against her jaw. Her hands were now both in his hair behind his head.
''And every single inch is yours.'' She said through her staggered breaths. He couldn't hold back any longer, he ripped her underwear. She followed his lead by ripping his boxers to shreds. One of his hands was holding her under while the other had come up to cup her chin, sliding softly over her neck. When he finally entered her, his hand held her face in place. He wanted to see the pleasure on her face. As his pace quickened a little, she brought her hands down to behind his shoulder, pulling him closer to her, almost crushing herself between muscle and wall. The sudden impact made her moan loudly against his lips. They had done this a million times, yet he still felt like he was feeling her and hearing her little pleasure sounds for the first time. She was still molded to him perfectly. The friction of his member inside her was slowly driving him insane with lust. He felt her hand in his hair, grip a handful of his locks and she tugged as she bit then sucked on his lower lip. The grunt that escaped his mouth made her smile against his lips and tighten her legs and thighs around his waist. He could feel her clenching all over him, the feeling pushing his own orgasm to the surface. He felt the wave of ecstasy run all over his wife as her body vibrated under his touch. He continued a little longer needing to find his own release as she surfed her own bliss. His low grunts as he reached his climax, made her whole core vibrate. They stayed in the same position for a moment, trying to catch their breath as she giggled and he chuckled in pure happiness. He leaned his forehead on her shoulder as her hands slowly drew lines across his neck and shoulders, her head back against the wall. ''Hmm.. somehow this seems to keep getting better, every time.'' She said with a grin on her face, her eyes closed.
He chuckled. ''Practice makes perfect.. and we've been quite rigorous with our routine.''
She laughed, still a little out of breath. ''Are you complaining, my Prince?''
''Not a chance. I aim for perfection and greatness in everything I do.'' He raised his head up to face her and brought one of his hands to clear the locks of onyx hair stuck to her face. He kissed her lips and gently put her down. She stayed still, leaning her back against the wall, her eyes half lidded in bliss. He could tell she was a little tired after her day with the twins and her extensive training with his father. Their little intimate workout had probably drained some of her leftover energy. Anyone else would have needed a week to recover, but by the time he took a step back, she seemed perfectly fine. ''Want to join me in the shower?''
''Extremely tempting but… they might wake up and the last thing I want is for your mother or father to rush in if we take too long to get to them…'' She pouted and sighed.
''They've been doing most of their nights for a while now… and.. I might have turned off Bulma's monitor.''
''Vegeta agreed to let you do that?'' Her surprise was evident in her tone.
''He might be stubborn.. but… he is also extremely smart and knows which battles he could never win.'' He grinned as he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.
''Oh good morning sweetheart! Did you sleep well? Already working?'' Said Bulma towards her older son. He was sitting at the kitchen table, files stacked on one side and a squirming mini version of him on his lap.
''Good morning Mother.'' He smiled at her. ''I was supposed to look at these files yesterday but I got… uh.. sidetracked..'' He noticed the knowing grin on her face and flushed a little.
''Come here my beautiful baby boy. Did you have a good night?'' She said as she picked up Kenji and nuzzled his head, covering him in kisses, making the baby giggle.
Akira walked in with Rei sitting on her hip.
''Daddd…aaa.. Da..da..daa.'' Cooed the little girl as she reached her arms towards her father.
Bulma's eyes widened at the sound. ''Did… Rei just say Dada?'' Akira nodded and pouted again. As she got closer to Trunks, the baby girl practically bent in two trying to get to her father.
Trunks grinned and kissed his daughter's head as he sat her down on his lap. ''Ah yeah.. and Kenji says it too!'' He said proudly.
''Hmph!...'' Akira scoffed as she passed next to Bulma and kissed her son's head on her way to pour herself a cup of coffee. ''I didn't even get 50%!''
''The Saiyan blood is strong.'' They heard from the door that leads outside. Vegeta was taking a break from training. ''Though to be honest… Akira is the one that looks the most like a Saiyan and she isn't Saiyan at all…'' They laughed at the statement. He wasn't wrong. Saiyans had black hair and dark eyes. Neither Trunks or his kids, or even Bulla, had the right features. Akira did.
''Daddaadddaaddda!'' Cooed Kenji, squirming in Bulma's arms.
''Soon I won't be able to hold them! They'll be running in no time!'' Said Bulma, a little sad tone in her voice. They weren't even a year old. She set the baby boy on the floor. Akira produced a little ball of pink Ki and gently lowered it towards her son. Without touching it, he seemed to take control of it and started playing while babbling. Vegeta was impressed and proud. Trunks set Rei down in front of her brother. After a few minutes, he started whining, catching the adults' attention. The little girl had called the Ki to her, snatching it out of her brother's grasp.
Before Vegeta could interfere, Trunks raised his hand to tell him to wait. His wife didn't seem bothered or worried about the situation and she knew them and their abilities better than anyone. ''Rei.. that's not very nice.'' She said softly. The little boy seemed to get a little angry at his sister and they saw the pink Ki ball pushing faster towards Rei as if going for impact. ''Kenji! Stop that.'' She raised an eyebrow at her son, still sipping her coffee.
''Did he.. just launch the Ki at his sister?'' Asked Vegeta.
''Yeah…'' Said Akira as if it was completely normal. She called the Ki ball back with her hand and watched the two babies pout. ''I noticed they were able to control Ki a few days ago. They had been used to playing with a Ki ball for a while now but recently it felt like much more.''
''Can.. can they tap into their own Ki?'' She shook her head no. ''Why didn't you tell me?'' Trunks was a little hurt.
''You were busy with work and were getting home late, and last night, well I wanted to tell you but then they said ''Dada'' and I didn't want to overshadow THAT milestone. You seemed so happy… I'm sorry…'' Guilt laced her words. He got up and made his way towards her, lacing his arms around her body.
''Thank you and I love you but I've told you before, nothing is more important than you and them. You can call me and I'll drop everything and come home.''
''But that's not… what normal parents do…''
''Ki.. we are so far from normal…'' He saw sadness in her eyes. ''I wouldn't change us for anything. Ok?''
She nodded. ''There's something else.. they started doing…'' His eyes shot directly to hers, questioning. ''But this time I'm a little puzzled… it.. doesn't come from me… well not really.''
''What is it?'' Vegeta couldn't stay quiet, the excitement of his grandchildren possibly displaying Saiyan abilities winning over his nonchalance.
Hesitating a little, Akira produced two Ki balls, sending one towards each of her offspring. As if understanding what their mother was requesting, first Rei then Kenji pulled the Ki towards them letting it float in front of their little bodies for a short moment, before completely absorbing the energy.
Vegeta's eyes bulged at the sight but he was also confused. ''You're the one with Ki absorbing abilities Akir…'' He didn't have time to finish his sentence before something caught his attention again. For a brief flash, Kenji and Rei seemed to almost glow a little before blonde streaks appeared in their own hair and completely vanished within moments.
''Did… their hair change color?'' Bulma asked in shock.
''Mhmm but only some strands… and for a very short period of time. I noticed it when I was playing with Rei, rocking her with my Ki and she absorbed it all of a sudden and it happened.''
''Father… could..'' Trunks was a little shocked at what he had just witnessed his own babies do.
Vegeta was stunned. ''Did you feel their power level rise when it happened?''
Akira nodded. ''But only for a moment just like the hair thing… Do Saiyan babies do that?''
''Saiyan babies… no… not.. usually…'' Whispered the full blooded Saiyan.
''Father… are you saying they absorbed the Ki making their own power level higher and almost being able to power up to Super Saiyan?''
''The youngest to have ever been able to power up to Super, had been Kakarot's youngest brat.. until Pan and Bulla who seemed to possess the ability but we haven't been able to test it yet. The fact that Rei and Kenji can absorb Ki, tapping into it and adding it to their own might mean they can power up at will even at this age.''
''Is… that bad? Trunks?'' Akira was getting worried at Vegeta's expression and surprise.
''No, no Ki, it's just.. surprising and pretty impressive actually.''
''Can Broly's brat power up?''
''Hmm I've never seen her do it but Kale was telling me, sometimes she has a temper and becomes a little out of control… So I'm guessing it's a whole different thing and she inherited her parents' Legendary Super Saiyan hmm power?''
''Don't even think about it, Vegeta! You're not starting their training yet! They aren't even a year old! They can't even walk on their own yet!'' Bulma had noticed the pride and clear intention in her husband's eyes.
''Nothing wrong with starting early, Woman!''