A New Life Begins! Enter the Monkey Prince!
Goku stood in Suno's backyard and looked at the sunrise cresting over the horizon. It had been a few days since Goku had moved into Suno's house in a little town outside of East City. Goku had never really needed a lot so all she'd brought with her was her gi and her Four Star Ball. Her gi was made of a magic fabric Kami had created that never needed to be washed but Suno still took Goku clothes shopping. It was the first time Goku'd done that outside of the time she needed a new gi. The people in Suno's town seemed friendly enough even if they looked at her funny sometimes. It kind of reminded her of Mabel Village with less animal people. She had been disappointed that there wasn't a lake. Where was she going to get her giant fish? Then Suno explained what grocery stores were. Buildings full of food! Besides that, it wasn't that far of a trip on Nimbus to get to the coast which was way bigger than her lake at Mount Paozu. Even if the water tasted gross.
"So," Suno murmured as she staggered out of the house in her nightgown and put an arm around Goku's waist, "What do you think?" she asked as she leaned her head on Goku's shoulder. Goku smiled and put her arms around Suno.
"I like it," she assured the other woman with a smile. "The people are nice. I've never really lived around people before." Suno chuckled and gave her a lopsided grin.
"I noticed," she muttered before untangling herself from Goku and pushing her back towards the house. "Put some pants on before the neighbors get up. I told you, you can't just walk around naked outside."
"I did it all the time back on Mount Paozu!" Goku protested even as Suno led her back into the house. What was the big deal?
"I know, I know," Suno said as she closed the sliding door and drew the curtain, "But you lived alone on Mount Paozu. There are other people here and not everyone wants to see your butt."
"What's wrong with my butt?" Goku asked. Suno laughed and got that funny look on her face.
"Nothing," she assured Goku and moved in close to kiss her, "Nothing at all."
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Suno's house was on the edge of the little town and her closest neighbors were the Smiths, a pair of Stork-people that prided themselves on being absolutely, one hundred percent normal. They were only Suno's closest neighbors in terms of geography; they didn't actually know her terribly well. They knew her as "that redhead girl" and thought that she seemed nice enough. She said "Good morning" and didn't make a lot of noise and she kept her trash and recycling sorted and took proper care of her lawn. She didn't own any pets, either, which was always good. Then, about two months ago, she brought that bizarre woman with the crazy black hair home and everything changed. She was some sort of martial arts woman and, judging from the most unusual volume of letters they had seen the pair receive for the first few weeks after the woman had moved in, apparently of some renown. Not that they knew anything about that sort of thing. Why watch such violence when there were perfectly good programs about antiques to watch or operas to listen to?
It wasn't just the mail that made the girl strange, it was… everything. Petunia had once watched as the redhead was desperately looking for her missing wallet and the black-haired one had found it under her car. By lifting the car over her head with one hand. Not that the girl herself ever seemed to use the car. She ran much too fast or jumped far too high or summoned a ridiculous flying cloud. It was really just not right. They'd seen the black-haired girl till a large space for a garden with her bare hands in seconds and she was always doing those martial arts… dances whenever the redhead wasn't home. Why, once, when he was having stomach pains and couldn't sleep, Vernon had looked out the kitchen window and seen the girl walking around at the crack of dawn as naked as the day she was born. Needless to say, he'd nearly had a heart attack. Worst of all, they kept half the town awake all hours of the night with their… their… shenanigans.
Then there was the ludicrous business with that wedding. Not that they were opposed to the couple getting married, of course not. It was the wedding itself that was just too obscene to handle. They'd had such strange guests. Talking cats, a three-eyed man, a witch, a man who didn't seem to have a nose, a one-armed man, a giant out of one of those monster movies, a white pygmy, and some sort of… genie? On top of that, the whole thing was presided over by some ancient green man in a strange white robe. To say nothing of the cake. Really, the height of indecency. Who would even need a cake that large? Honestly, if the business with those two girls got any stranger, the Smiths were going to pull up stakes and get the hell out of there.
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"So," Bulma asked as she rolled her wrist and watched the wine swish around in the glass, "How's life going for the World's Strongest, happiest couple?" Suno smiled and couldn't stop herself from blushing at the nickname. It was nice to come visit Bulma in West City. Not that she didn't love spending time with Goku or like her neighborhood, it was just good to keep in touch. Besides, when it came to Bulma, you never knew what to expect so at least the conversations would be interesting.
"Things are good," Suno said as she lifted her own wine to her lips. It was her second glass so far of the afternoon. She hadn't planned on drinking when she'd shown up but Bulma had been… insistent. Plus it was really good. "I think Goku's finally adjusted to living in a neighborhood and what's appropriate and what isn't which is a relief." That drew a snicker out of Bulma and Suno grinned, too. "She started a little farm in our backyard a little while ago, mostly for us but she also takes some stuff to the farmer's market to give us a little extra cash besides my teacher's assistant job and the money from the Budoukai."
"A little farm?" Bulma asked with one cocked eyebrow. Suno shrugged.
"Well," she admitted, "Little for Goku." Suno sipped from her glass again. "Okay, so she may have pulled a few trees out of the way. A few." Bulma snickered again and shook her head.
"So you're a teacher's assistant?" she asked and leaned forward. "What's that like?"
"It's really nice," Suno said as she tapped her fingers on the table. "I like having a job and I like working with kids. The teachers are really impressed with my composure. I mean, most people would probably get frazzled dealing with kindergartners every day but, compared to what I've seen…" she paused and took a big swallow, "Okay, so it's still a little frazzling. I'm just better at hiding it." They both laughed and Bulma refilled her own glass, now on her fourth. She looked back up and saw something in Suno's face, like a faraway look in her eyes. She was thinking about something.
"Hey," she said softly as she put a hand on Suno's, "Is everything alright?" Suno sighed and looked up at the ceiling for a moment before looking back at Bulma.
"It's nothing," she assured her. Bulma gave Suno a look and she sighed again. "All right, all right," she muttered. "Jeez, you remind me of my mother when you look at me like that." Bulma had to fight an urge to throw her wine right in Suno's face. "It's just… spending so much time around these little kids makes me feel like… I dunno. I want kids, Bulma." Bulma smiled and shrugged as she gave Suno's hand a reassuring pat.
"Aw, come on," Bulma said, "Is that all? It's not the end of the world. You guys have options, right? You could adopt or you could get a donor or–" Suno shook her head and Bulma frowned. "What's wrong?"
"It's stupid," Suno muttered. Then Bulma gave her another look. "Okay, okay," Suno muttered and turned her eyes to the ceiling again. "It's just… there's nothing wrong with those, I know… but it's not what I want. I wouldn't love an adopted child or a surrogate any less, it's just… an adopted kid wouldn't look like either of us and a surrogate would just look like Goku and a stranger or me and a stranger. I want a child that's Goku's and mine, that looks like us and has a bit of both of us in them." She sighed and rubbed her hands against her face. "Like I said, it's stupid and I'm just wanting what I can't have." She started to get up and Bulma got up with her. "I should get going. Goku has a habit of challenging our neighbors to a spar if she gets bored." Bulma smiled a little at that and held up her bottle of wine.
"You want to top off before you go?" she asked. Suno gave a little bit of a grin and shook her head.
"Nah, I don't wanna worry about falling off Nimbus. Besides," she added, "If I get drunk, I'd probably gather the Dragon Balls and wish for something really stupid for Goku." That normally would have made Bulma laugh her head off, but right now all it got out of her was another half-smile. She really did feel bad for her friend.
"Hey," she said as she pulled Suno into a hug before she left, "It'll work out. I dunno how, but trust me. I'm a scientist." Suno chuckled and hugged Bulma back.
"Good seeing you, Bulma." she said sincerely before she turned and opened the window. "Nimbus!" Bulma watched her fly away and chewed on her lip in thought.
"So…" she murmured to herself, "Suno wants a kid…"
The idea came to Bulma when she was suitably buzzed from her fifth glass of wine; a device that would allow the transfer of genetic material from one partner into the other by transforming an egg cell into billions of sperm, with a chromosomal scrambler to allow the equal likelihood of a male or female child. The sketch had come on glass six, although she probably hadn't needed it. She had plenty lying around for a design reference, after all. When it came down to the actual design and build phase, though, Bulma just… couldn't get anything to come out. After several frustrating and fruitless hours, Bulma was about ready to throw in the towel. She could see the idea in her head and could feel it tingling on the outer reaches of her mind but she just couldn't understand the science of it.
Then Bulma got a crazy idea. Everything else about this project had come to her before because she'd had a few drinks. So maybe what she needed to push her mind over the edge to a whole new level of full-blown mad science was…
"Heidi," Bulma said into her desk microphone, "Send up the liquor."
"Which bottle, Ms. Bulma?" came the slightly-drawled voice from the speaker, "Your family has a pretty extensive cellar."
"The liquor, Heidi. Not some of it. Not a few bottles of it. The. Liquor."
"R… rum or scotch or-"
"I'm not gonna say it again, Heidi!"
Several hours and a dozen bottles later, Bulma's project was finished. As well as an injectible serum that undid alcohol-based liver and brain cell damage which she'd had to take. She had no idea what to call the device but that could come later. It was meant to be worn around the waist and had two somewhat-long protrusions of equal length; one going inward and the other going outward. It was a not-entirely smooth, not-entirely sleek yet one hundred percent functional and revolutionary piece of reproductive hardware. She couldn't wait to see the look on Suno's face.
Of course, first she'd have to call Suno, which involved getting into a fight with her phone. She couldn't dial Suno's number right and then when she tried to use voice command her speech was too slurred for the stupid computer to understand her. She needed to sober up.
"Haydee," Bulma slurred as she turned to her secretary, a full-figured tan woman with a high bouffant of maroon hair, "Shlap mmme." Heidi hesitated for a moment and looked at Bulma suspiciously. "I TOLJU TUSHLAP ME, DAMN ID!" Heidi hauled back and slapped Bulma hard across the face. Bulma's head whipped around and when she looked at Heidi again she blinked the shine out of her eyes and smiled. "Thank you, Heidi." she said in a crisp, clear alto. "You're fired," she added curtly. Heidi stared at her in confusion and barely ducked a wrench Bulma lobbed at her head. "GET OUT OF MY LAB!" Heidi ran off in tears as Bulma picked up her phone and dialed. "Hey, Suno," Bulma said cheerily when the other girl answered. "Can you come over? I made you a little something."
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Suno was more than a little miffed when she arrived at the Capsule Corp building that morning. She was wondering just what the heck was so important that Bulma had to get her up early on a Saturday, one of her two days off all week, when she'd been planning on sleeping in. Or at the very least cuddling in. She hopped off of Nimbus and made her way into Bulma's lab to find whiskey, rum, and brandy bottles littering the floor. That was… strange. Then she saw Bulma who looked even stranger. She was wearing dark sunglasses indoors with a huge cup of black coffee in one hand, her other arm behind her back, and what looked to be every inch of her body with the exception of her face covered in caffeine patches.
"Bulma," Suno asked as she tiptoed around the bottles, "Have you… slept?" Bulma laughed like that was the funniest thing in the world.
"Sleep?!" Bulma asked incredulously. "Are you kidding me? I am terrified of the hangover I'm gonna get the next time I wake up so I'm putting that off as long a possible." She took a long sip of her coffee. "Seriously, it could literally kill me."
"Ooookay," Suno said as she decided to push through this conversation before Bulma passed out in front of her. "So what did you make me?" Bulma grinned from ear to ear as she set the coffee down and brought out the arm that was behind her to hold a box in front of Suno with both hands.
"Well," she said playfully, "You know how you said you wanted to have kids with Goku? I may have figured out a way to make that happen." Suno's jaw dropped slightly as she stared at Bulma.
"Are… are you serious?" she asked as she took the box from Bulma's hands. Bulma's grin somehow grew even wider and Suno threw her arms around the other woman, hugging her gratefully. "Oh my gosh, Bulma! Thank you! Thank you so much!" she let go of Bulma and eagerly opened the box, wondering what was inside. Bulma snickered as Suno's face flushed bright red. "Th-this…" she swallowed, "This looks an awful lot like a–"
"Yup," Bulma agreed with a waggish grin, "Why not go for the most logical design, right?" her smile turned sincere and she reached out to give Suno's arm a gentle squeeze. "This isn't a gag, though, Suno. I promise it will work. I tested it on a couple rabbits, don't ask how." Suno chuckled and they hugged before Bulma grinned again as she gave Suno a bump with her hip. "Well, don't waste time around here. Go back home and use it!" She laughed as Suno turned as bright red as a traffic light and flew off on Nimbus. Finally, her life's ambition! A scientific endeavour that laughed in the face of God!
Then she collapsed face-first onto the floor and snored. When she awoke, Bulma would find to her frustration that she had no idea how to remake the device.
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Goku had already been up for a few hours when Suno had said she was going to see Bulma. She had told Suno to say hi for her and went back to her morning workout which at that point had reached her one hundred handstand pushups. She was watering the garden when Suno got back. Goku had figured out a pretty good system for watering their garden pretty quickly: she would fly into the sky and grab a cloud, squeezing all the water out of it. Suno had seen her do it once and told her that it wasn't supposed to be possible.
Goku took pride in that.
"Goku!" Suno called up to her. "Get down here!" Goku dropped down from the clouds and landed in the backyard with a grin as she followed Suno inside. It looked like Suno had a package!
"Did Bulma give us a present?" Goku asked. For some reason that made Suno giggle.
"You could say that," Suno told Goku as she walked to the bedroom and looked over a shoulder at her. "You wanna know what it is?" Goku nodded eagerly and grinned. "Then get in here." Despite the fact that Suno was halfway in the bedroom doorway when she said that, Goku beat her inside. "Oh, very funny." She said sarcastically as she shut the door.
"I thought it was." Goku said with a smirk. She watched as Suno opened the box and cocked her head to the side. "...What is it?"
"Less questions," Suno told her, "And less pants. Then put this on." Goku shrugged and grinned.
"Okay!"
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A few weeks had passed since Bulma had made the device for Suno and she and Goku had certainly… broken it in by that point. It didn't take long for the first signs to start to show that Bulma's creation had done what she'd promised. There were, of course, the not-so-pleasant symptoms; the cramps, the morning sickness, the weird cravings and mood swings. There was one change that Goku was particularly fond of, of course.
For all the headaches that had come with her pregnancy- including actual headaches, they were all worth it when Suno got up one morning and noticed the swell of her usually flat stomach. She beamed from ear to ear as she ran a hand delicately over the bump.
"A baby," she whispered with a smile. Somehow seeing that just made it… made it more real.
For some reason, the Smiths moved out about a week later. Didn't say a word to anyone, they just disappeared.
It had been… interesting to explain what was happening to Goku.
"So," Goku asked while she stared at Suno's stomach one evening as they lay in bed, "You have a baby inside you?" Suno couldn't help but grin as she nodded. "But I thought that only happened with a man and a woman. So how'd it happen?" Suno had to laugh.
"Well, normally," she admitted, "It shouldn't. But, with Bulma's help…" Then she'd had to explain what exactly the device had done as best she could.
"Wait," Goku asked in confusion, "So am I… am I a dad?" Suno laughed again.
"We'll figure that out later," Suno leaned in to kiss Goku but Goku had bent forward to kiss her stomach, which made her blush bright red.
"If I am," Goku said softly as she ran a hand up and down Suno's stomach, "I'm gonna be the best dad ever. I promise." It seemed more like she was talking to the baby than to Suno. Suno grinned and put a hand under Goku's chin to guide her face back up to hers.
"I know you will be," she assured Goku before kissing her. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
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"I HATE YOU!" Suno screamed in Goku's face as she thrashed around in the birthing bed and held Goku's hand as tight as she could. There were several "I hate you"s interspersed between screaming her head off and trying to remember her breathing. For her part, Goku didn't mind.
"You're doing great, Suno," she assured her calmly as she held Suno's hand in both of hers. "Come on, just keep breathing!" Suno had told her ahead of time about what was going to happen during the delivery and had assured her that whatever she might say, she wouldn't mean it. The second Suno had noticed her first contractions, Goku, who had become incredibly attentive to the point of doting once Suno's pregnancy became more and more pronounced, had picked her up and gently loaded her onto Nimbus to fly to West City. Why West City when East City was closer? Well...
"Goku's right, Suno!" Bulma called over the screaming, her voice muffled by the surgical mask over her face. "Just keep pushing, you'll be out of the woods soon enough!" As if Bulma would let someone else deliver the first female-female baby. This was an unprecedented medical event. She practically had the patent on this kid! If she could remember the friggin' design to get a patent, that was. She'd had Daddy throw some money around to get Suno and Goku the nicest medical suite that West City Hospital could provide and reserved it well in advance. Then she'd spent a couple hours every day for the last few months studying up in the field of obstetrics when she wasn't focusing on one of her other projects. She even got a doctorate in it.
"GO TO HELL!" Suno screamed down at Bulma as she continued to push. "BOTH OF YOU GO TO HAAAAAAAGH!"
Another hour or three of this passed before Suno gave the final push and Bulma brought a crying baby into the world. She cleaned it gently with a warm cloth and swaddled it up before handing it carefully over to Suno.
"It's a boy," Bulma whispered as she blinked back tears. She never thought she'd be involved in the miracle of childbirth like this. It really was beautiful.
"A boy," Suno said with a tired smile while cradling him in her arms. "Oh, he's beautiful, Goku." Goku smiled down at the baby and gave Suno a kiss on the cheek.
"He is," Goku agreed with a proud smile before she bent down and gave him a kiss on his little tuft of red hair. The baby blinked and looked up at her. She grinned down at him and reached down to stroke his face. "Hi, Gohan."
A/N: And you guys were worried we wouldn't have Gohan