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it's a kind of magic.	By : KnightSun Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3924 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 9.

            Goku laid on the medical bed, thankfully asleep as he snuggled towards a pillow. The past 5 months from the last baby shower passed so easily, at least for him. He had always kept busy, and now he was going through these labor pains, so they said. He had a strange tearing feeling in his groin that would cause him to jerk awake cursing, but his were nothing compared to those of his lover’s, who could never really sleep. Poor Vegeta had it hard, getting little to no sleep. However, Goku could not blame him. The pain was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He had almost every bone broken over and over before in his life, and yet no pain could hold anything towards what he was feeling. Waking Goku cursed loudly, gripping at the bent bed rails as he breathed short and quickly, the same breathing that Bulma had taught both saiyans. IT was his time, he knew it deep down in his gut and screamed out for bulma, who came running with a doctor.

            In a room across the hallway poor Vegeta was hooked to machines. Machines to record his blood preasure, machines to record his pulse, even a machine to give him pain killer. His enlarged stomach seemed to ripple with the movement of the twins inside. He was kept medically asleep the entire time, seeing as he could get no real rest without the drugs pumped through his veigns. According to the doctor nothing could live through what he had cursing through his veigns, yet his heart beatted steadily, keeping a slow and steady pace. The doctors stayed in his room always, watching and waiting for the moment they would have to act. It would be any minute now, or so they said, yet he never really changed. Hearing Goku screaming the doctors rushed to where something was happening, leaving the poor Vegeta alone for the moment.

            Goku blinked as he looked at the doctor, his vision was blurring. He had lost blood, and yet he still stayed strong. His vision would focus in and out, soon focusing directly on the small creature lowered gently into his arms. Goku’s heart lept as he gently and timidly wrapped his arms around the squirming boy, with short black hair and a rather annoyed look on his face. Goku chuckled softly, laughing almost hysterically as he cried softly, holding the child close to his chest, protectively in his arms. It was vegeta’s son all right. He sniffled softly, kissing the fussing baby’s head gently before he reluctantly passed the child over to a nurse. His thoughts passed between the baby boy and his lover over and over, worring about both at all times. He had not felt Vegeta’s power level in so long he even worried if the other was alive. Yet they forbid him from moving at all. Once the doctors had left to take care of business he moved slowly out of the room. He was more sore than he had been so long ago when Vegeta had first fucked him, leaving him to lean on walls for support. He swore it was whatever had been in that horrid needle they shoved into his arm.

            Goku stood at vegeta’s door, smiling as he looked through the window. The heart monitor told him Vegeta was fine, and the squirming twins told him the operation was a success. He watched in happiness as the doctor opened the door, helping him inside. Goku soon found himself holding two swuirming children., One was a little boy, like it’s brother, the other a small yawning girl. Goku chucklked, being helped to sit as he held them,m speaking softly to his lover. “Good job Vegeta…they look so beautiful…just like their mother…And mine? Well he looks just like his daddy, and not a bit of green on him…we have a family Vegeta…You better wake up soon Geta…you’ll have to hold them on your own…” Goku chuckled as the babies fell asleep in his arms, reluctant to hand them over to a nurse. Hearing a soft buzzer going off Goku looked around confused, watching in horror as the doctors rushed towards Vegeta, escorting him out of the room. “w-What is going on?” No one stood still long enough to answer him. They brought machines towards vegeta as the buzzer went to a long solid tone, causing Goku’s heart to lump in his throat. “V-Vegeta?” Goku soon screamed Vegeta’s name, tears falling from around his face as he watched in horror, the machine being pressed to Vegeta’s chest, pumping him with eletrisity over and over, his hands being gripped by Bulma, forcing him back to his bed ,tears iboth of their eyes.

It had been 10 years since that fateful day. Goku chuckled as his children ran around, playing and fighting amongst themselves on their walk towards the grave. He called for them to calm down, sighing softly as he was met by two males in black coats. Trunks smiled as he held the umbrella towards his father in law, his own pregnate partner moving to hug his father. Goku smiled happily, hugging his Gotenks before he gently patted the other’s stomach, only to hug Trunks happily. “It has been years…” Both boys nodded, smiling as the children ran over to the grave, placing ther roases at the headstone.

            Goku soon was there to pay his respects, Goten and trunks fallowing suit. Every year on this day everyone came to pay respects to the fateful mother, and gather together, if only for a moment. But as soon as it began they all would leave back to their respected homes. Goku gathered the children and headed home, getting them all to sit down as he prepared lunch. Each child did a job. The baby girl would set the table, the boys would fight over plates and chairs. Goku looked sadly as the girl smiled from the table, sitting at her favorite spot. “Mother…when is daddy coming home?” Goku moved to kiss each child gently on the head, his words soft and gentle, “Soon…Your father will be home…soon…” Goku never knew how to answer the children when they asked that question. He wondered how they even remembered Vegeta anyway actually. But he never fought the matter, only platting meals for four and placing it on the table. He smiled sadly, looking upon the fifth place next to him. He placed his fingers gently on the plate, only to hear the front door open.

            All hell broke lose! Children ran off screaming “Daddy!” Goku rolled his eyes moving to make more food. The children would never calm down now. He mixed the last of the food as he felt a strong arm wrap around his waist, lips pressing gently across his back. A soft smile spread across his lips as the little girl came to collect the plate of food, placing it at the empty chair for her father. Goku turned around, watching happily as his mate moved to collect and arrange children at the chairs at the table. Moving to sit at his own seat he watched his lover with soft eyes, smiling as he was kissed softly on the cheek. Watching his lover sit and start to shovel food into his mouth he chuckled, toying with his own food. “you missed the visit again…Goten is pregnate with Trunk’s second child…” His lover only grunted as he ate, causing goku to shovel food into his own mouth.

            The little girl looked up from her food, wiping her outh with a towel, not having the stomach of her ful saiyans brothers and fathers. “Daddy…why do you never go the the grave?” All of the adults stopped eating to share a look, her daddy sighing sftly before he spoke. “I never got along with…that person…” Goku chuckled, smiling softly. “Hey, Chichi was not all that bad in life!” Vegeta snuffed, waiving his fork around. “She nearly drove you insaign!” He went back to eating, as did the other two, everyone too happy with the fact Vegeta had come home early from his work to join them for lunch. Goku was just happy Vegeta was alright. Vegeta usually came home with scrapes from fighting the tournaments, but he never worried about him anymore. The children did more damage to him than any human ever could. At these times of peace he would happily stay home with the children and train them to fight, Gohan coming over daily to train them in school. He looked around at his happy family, glad that his sons were spitting images of their father, and even though his daughter was the only half blood never lessoned his love for her either. And Vegeta was the perfect father, though the children never knew about his girthing them, he would happily take that knowledge to his grave if he had to. Besides, he enjoyed being mommy. It was the best time of his life, and though Vegeta never said it, Vegeta agreed with Goku on that fact, if nothing else.

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