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Notes: Slash. M/M. Sex eventually. *Cover your eyes, and try not to listen, folks, because there is
actual Heterosexual sex in this. *
Mpreg. Chi-Chi bashing. AU, I guess. *isn�t all fan
fiction AU?*

Oh, and I don�t own them. Of course I don�t, or I would be rich.

~~~~~*

Yamcha
never returned, needless to say. In
fact, besides the phcallcall to tell Bulma that he didn�t think he�d ever be
able to come to Capsule Corp again, and the bill that arrived in the mail from
a psychiatrist, nobody even heard from Yamcha again.

Not
that Vegeta had any time to notice.
Over the past week and a half he had spent all his time either afraid
that Kakarot would lose his patience or actually attending to the insatiable
needs of his mate. Either eating or
fucking, Goku was always hungry for something.
And he was getting a rounder waist.
Which was a sight that made Vegeta smile, to know that his sons were
nestled in that, but also made him very aware that attending to a pregnant
Saiyan was probably much easier than raising four little ones.

And
Kakarot came up with the oddest things to do.
He was always pinning Vegeta to the floor of a room and christening the
room. As ridiculous as it sounded, it
was as if the taller Saiyan was marking his territory. Vegeta counted himself lucky that Goku
hadn�t just peed everywhere, because he was certain that Bulma�s tolerance
level would not have withstood walking into her living room and seeing the
pregnant man peeing on her couch.
Apparently, fucking on her couch was something she felt needed to be
watched, because she had just stood there and licked her lips.

Hentai
woman.

Gohan
had wisely decided to stay as far away from the house as he could while still
being on the same planet.

So,
for the past week and a half, Vegeta�s entire world consisted of worrying about
his ass and appeasing Goku�s appetites.
And the stress of the constant worrying was wearing his nerves a little
thin. There was only so many times a
man could get himself pinned to the ground with a great big warm, snuggling,
loving, but entirely too interested pregnant male on top of him before he
snapped. After all, Vegeta was only
Saiyan.

Inevitably,
Vegeta knew he was going to say something he would regret, and that he would
spend all of the energy of regret to convince himself he had nothing to regret,
because his pride allowed him nothing less than absolute perfection in all
things. Which meant that he never said
anything he didn�t mean to say.

So
it was, that Goku pinned him down to the upstairs hallway�one of the very last
places that had yet to be christened�and pulled Vegeta�s legs up, his purr
turned into a growl, and Vegeta�reacting as befitted a Prince�exploded in fear
and rage that had been steadily building since that day in the kitchen when he
first realized Goku was indeed a male.

�You
will not!� Vegeta shouted and he kicked Goku away from him, struggled to his
feet, away from the backlash of ki, and stood�like an offended virgin�in the
hallway, seething in rage. And so it
was, that Vegeta�unwittingly�repeated some of the very same things that Chichi
had said. �If you want that sort of
filth than you will find someone else!�
And to top off the insult, Vegeta spit at his feet, snarled at his mate,
and flew out the window rather than get close enough to Goku to pass him.

And
like Chichi before him, Vegeta inadvertently set off a chain of events that
would once more change history.

~~~~*

Bulma
felt the explosion just before the roof of her lab started to crack into little
pieces. She heard the primal scream of
pain and rage, and wondered just which one of them was the origin of that
scream. The ceiling started to sag, and
she grabbed the vials of Goku�s heart vaccine off the shelf, shoved them in a
crush proof case and ran with it out of the lab, through the kitchen and out
the back door just in time to see the top of her house explode in the brightest
yellow light she had seen, save the sun, in all her life. And to answer her question�it was Goku
standing there, hair longer than normal, brow thicker, stronger and more dangerous
than she had ever seen him in all her life.

The
sheer magnificence of it and the amplified scent of lust that came from his
display was enough to make her weak in the knees, but she didn�t have time to
throw herself at him before he disappeared.
Once he was gone, the whole world seemed dark around her, and she fell
to her knees in the grass. The house
crumbled a little, but on the whole it would be okay with a little bit of
restructuring. Bulma pushed herself
back up to her feet and tried to see�without having to go into the
house�whether or not Vegeta had been a causality of that explosion.

Like
a little speeding bullet, Gohan was there, breathing heavily and red
faced. �Where�s my dad?� he asked. �I felt it!� Tears were in his eyes.
�There was an explosion and then he was just gone!�

Bu wra wrapped her arms around him, tried to think of something, but couldn�t find any
words that would explain what had happened, because she had no idea. Absolutely none. �He�s alright,� she whispered to the little crying child. Whispered to herself, and she wanted more
than anything to believe it. Because if
Goksn�tsn�t okay there wasn�t a force on earth that could stop him. Or save Vegeta.

~~~~*

ant ant
transmission was new, Goku thought. Of
course, so was Super Saiyan two. So he
figured that today was a day of new things.
Somewhere he mhe middle of the transmission he dropped his ki so low
nobody would be able to find him that wasn�t looking at him. And when he reappeared, he was standing just
at his wife�s side. Chichi opened her
mouth to scream, but when she looked at him, something crossed her face that
reminded him of a time when they had been happy, before everything had gone
wrong, and she wrapped her tiny, soft arms around him. They sank to the floor of the kitchen, and
she kissed his forehead as he started to sob.

Goku
never cried. He hadn�t cried when he
died, he hadn�t cried when he realized his son was more bonded to Piccolo, he hadn�t
cried when Vegeta left him that morning after they first mated. He hadn�t cried when Chichi told him she was
glad his kind were dead or when she hit him or when she whispered a thousand
hateful things to him. He hadn�t cried
when he realized that nobody would ever understand him because he was all alone
in the world. Hadn�t cried when Freiza
killed Krillin, because crying wasn�t a Saiyan instinct.

But
pain had not been changed to rage, and he heard Vegeta�s words over and over in
his mind. He was filth. Vegeta thought it was filth to submit. Vegeta thought he was filth. Maybe he was. He didn�t know, he didn�t know anything, he never did. He wasn�t smart. He was stupid and everyone that he loved hated him.

Chichi
started to sing. Little voice in his
ear, soothing him, whispering that nothing could be so horrible. Whispering words he would have died to hear
pass her lips before. Words she
couldn�t say to him because she was too proud.
She kissed his forehead again, ran her little fingers through his hair
and told him it was fine to cry, that she was there. Warm.
Sweet-smelling.

�Chichi,�
he said, in a strangled little voice, �Chichi, why does everyone hate me?�

She
pressed her cool palms to his warm face, wiped away his tears with her
dishtowel. Her eyes were filled with
tears, her hair was down�for one of the first times Goku could remember�and she
looked so desperately sad. �We don�t
hate you, Goku.� There was a pause, a
little frown, and then with complete honesty in her eyes she told him: �You�re
better than us. Stronger. Everywhere you go is touched by light,
Goku.�

�Vegeta
hates me.�

Chichi
huffed a little sigh. �Vegeta hates
everyone, Goku.� Then she pressed his
head to her breast again and sang. �But
you love him don�t you?� She sniffed
the arouaround them, blushed in embarrassment as she realized the quickening in
her loins was in response to the man currently�however awkwardly�pressed to her
breasts. And as his breath puffed
against her, she felt her nipples stiffen, and stifled the automatic response
to press against him.

~~~*

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Chichi
was laying on top of him�how did he always end up under people, anyway�looking
down at him. His tail was curled around
his bare waist and her knobby knees pressed it against it. Her naked skin was glistening and flushed
with the pleasant afterglow of�what Goku considered to be�slow, soft sex. Her hair was in sweaty tendrils, her face
fully flushed, but she was still singing to him. It was nice, reminded him of a time before there was Gohan, of
before he died. Back before he went
Super Saiyan, before he even knew what a Saiyan was. And she kissed him, softly, like a little girl, and then gave him
the saddest look. �We won�t work,
Goku,� she said, �I can�t love you.
You�re too much.�

And
Goku nodded. �I know.�

~~~***

Bulma dug her fingers into
Vegeta�s shoulders, tore at skinskin wherever she could, hated him and wanted
more of him, panted for him and begged for him, and hated him. Tried to break his skin everywhere she
could, but it didn�t matter. He never
stopped, not for a moment, there was no consideration in them. When he stiffened at last and curled his
hands into the wall behind them, she shuddered against him from the sheer
intensity of it. He pulled back, tore
away from her as if she was burning him, and she landed on her knees again,
aching everywhere. She looked at him,
as he stood there, staring at her, incredulous, amazed�as if he didn�t
understand what he had just done.

�It�s
your fault,� Bulma said, �You�re afraid of him. Afraid that he might become more important to you than even
yourself.�

Then
Vegeta scowled at her. �What would you
know?� Just like that, he was gone, and
she was alone.

~~~~~***

If
you can recover from the het sex and the non-Chichi-Bashing, leave a
lil�review!

Gk: Stubborn ass.

Vegeta: It�s
exactly my ass I�m concerned for.

Gk: I
promise to give it back in one piece.

Vegeta:
Kakarot, I have seen what you do.

Gk: I still
have those Dragon Balls.

LadyLupin:

Unfortunately I can�t give you
very many suggestions. I never had to
look up stuff on the computer at my school.
Folks I knew wrote the fanfics and gave them to me on paper. And it got very hard to explain giggling in
Pre-calc.

Mechanical
Butterfly

I�m a Goku fan by nature, but
after writing these ficcies, I�ve decided that Vegeta is definitely worth some
little extra attention. This fanfic has
put him in a whole new light for me, and damn, it is a nice light. Yeah, poor Yamcha. But I wanted to say something about the many extraneous
characters without really having to include them. Stay tuned-d because everyone knows I can see my hotyansyans
unhappy for very long.

Naruto
Kenshin:

Yeah! Corrupting school-goers everywhere! I�m very pleased that you like it. I love to write it. And sorry
about confusing you over the dominance thing; hopefully it will make sense
now. *if not, hit me over the head with
a fryin� pan* More lemony yumminess
coming�

Jt'>Jaygoose:

Yup. Goku is a lot sneakier than he is given credit for. Think of all those fights he�s fought
without even using his power, and the enemy is all like �yeah, I�m winning� and
then Goku�s like �no you�re not.� And he
kicks their butt. Same sneakiness,
different application.

Hectate
18

Oh. Poor Christian. I
remember that episode. I liked
Christian a lot. Yes, I�m envious of
Bulma because she actually knows them. *takes
second to remember that it is an anime; realizes doesn�t care, and still wishes
to be Bulma*

CrazyGurl:

Well, you found it! That�s what matters.

Luna:

Yesssss. Absorb the lemon fumes.

Getarian:

Hmm. Isn�t it a great thing that Vegeta wears spandex all the
time? Ahh. Life is good. Sleeping
probably won�t happen very often, but Vegeta should be all right. He�s a big boy. I loved the scene with them in the kitchen and Bulma walking in,
and I�m so happy that I managed to get it written down well enough where
everyone else liked it too! *does a
little happy dance*

Shadowblood:

Erg� Yes and no. I gave him
girl attributes, buts sts still Goku.
Still male.

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