Frosting Chronicles | By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6894 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sex. Humor. Mpreg. Purring.
School bashing.
Set in the: More of Us universe. Wherein Goku wished
to make more Saiyans and accidentally changed himself into part woman.
I don’t own anything (except Bardock, Takashi,
Vegita, Kakarot, Bulla & Goten’s uterus.)
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He
could not remember a single day where more things happened in a mere twelve
hours. Couldn’t remember waking up
enraged. Couldn’t remember how he found
his way to Gogeta when he had no idea where he was. But Goku had. Had found
his way to his son, seen him bleeding and staring. But Gogeta just stared at him, like he didn’t recognize his
mother. And he probably hadn’t. Gogeta had been barely three years old when
he had last seen his mother.
Gohan
showed up; Goku left his broken son.
Didn’t touch him, because Gogeta was barely breathing as he stared. Thinking that Goku was one of those idiots
that had done it to him. Or else, he
did remember Goku and he had not wanted to be around him.
The
fight. Then the girl. And now, as he stepped outside to talk to
Vegeta, she was there, speaking in a language that sounded familiar to him and
still he didn’t understand a word.
“Hey, ‘Geta.” Looked at the girl
and her ripped clothes—it looked almost like a pillow case with a hole ripped
in it for her head. “Vegita and Kakarot
said that there are a bunch of younger Saiyans in the ship. They were put in a holding cell with more like
them.”
“They
probably kidnapped them as well,” Vegeta replied. Then he was listening to that girl again. Asked her a question, and Goku tried very
hard not to look at her, because he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. Because it didn’t take a great feat of
intelligence to know what she had been used for, and he wasn’t sure how she
would respond to them.
“She
says there are females too, somewhere in the ship. Young ones.”
“We’ve
got to get them out of there,” he said, felt a wave of anger at that bitch that
was enslaving his people.
Vegeta
nodded his agreement, then talked to her again.
Whatever
he said must have upset the girl, because she darted forward and pointed at
him. Spoke in a great flurry of
syllables and looked absolutely terrified.
Vegeta’s
expression went cold as stone, and Goku wondered what she had just said. “She wants to mate with you.”
Goku
felt a blush making his face hot, and he turned to look at her, scratched the
back of his neck—because suddenly the back of his neck was the most interesting
thing in the world. Laughed like an
idiot and said: “I don’t know ‘Geta,
why would she want me? I mean, she’s a
lot younger than us, isn’t she? And
besides, aren’t we together?”
Vegeta
was speaking to the girl.
“I
mean, I’m flattered and all, but I don’t think…”
She
spoke, and Vegeta curled his hands into fists at his side and repeated her
words: “She’ll mate with both of us.
She’s strong and she has many babies when she breeds.”
Goku
stopped talking, felt an anger in him grow until it expanded outward, made the
edges of his ki expand, made him stronger and he said: “We’re going to make
sure this never happens again.” Then he
picked the unnamed girl up, wrapped her up in his ki and started purr, like he
had purred for his children. Watched
her relax against him and fall asleep.
Wondered how long it had been since she had last slept without fear.
“Maybe
you should mate with her,” Vegeta said, “According to Saiyan laws she is yours
now.”
Goku
looked down at her, and then at Vegeta.
“What about us?”
And
would you believe it, Vegeta moved closer to him, looked down at the girl. Looked at her with a great deal of
pride. And then said: “Its your
decision, Kakarot. You’ll still be my
mate whether you chose her or not.”
Great.
~~~***
Trunks
fell asleep. He didn’t mean to. He didn’t want to. And when he woke up to find his mother standing next to Goten
looking at him sadly, he hated that he had fallen asleep like a weakling. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing.” His mother did not lie well.
“Tell
me.”
She
sighed. “I’m just working on a
synthetic hormone to mature the babies.
Takashi and Bulla went to steal some supplies from a hospital.” Her fingers ran through Goten’s hair and she
bit her lower lip.
Trunks
felt darkness move through him. Didn’t
let it grab hold of him, and then put his hand on his mate’s stomach. Felt the weak movements of his babies. Knew that it was another two weeks at least
until they should be born. Knew that
they wouldn’t make it that long.
“Premature
babies don’t have to die,” his mother said, “Vegeta said he would talk to the
girl about what the Saiyans do, and I’m going to do everything I can. I promise, Trunks.”
“I’m
not leaving him,” Trunks said, “Dad needs to chose someone else to fight.” Watched Goten’s eyelids flutter, and then
open. Watched his dark eyes struggle to
focus, and then smiled when Goten blinked and stared at him. Kissed him.
Wanted to crawl onto the table and lay next to him. But the table wasn’t big enough for both of
them.
Brushed
tears away from his mate’s eyes and heard the tiny little whisper: “Sorry.” Like it was Goten’s fault this had
happened. Kissed him again, on his
cheek, laid his head on Goten’s shoulder, and felt fingers against his
back.
Bulma
left them in peace.
~~~~~~***
It
broke down pretty simple.
There
was no right answer.
There
was a plethora of wrong ones. A whole
universe filled with things that nobody ever wanted to face, and now that he was
looking at one, he realized how very much he wanted Kakarot to make this
decision. To not have to make it. Because when he looked at that girl, he saw
everything in life he had failed to do.
Saw his people being raped and killed by an imposter bitch.
Wanted
to wrap the girl up so tight inside of himself and make her realize that he was
sorry this had happened to her. Let her
know that revenge would be hers to have.
That he would give to her every man that had ever used her. Let her kill them.
Couldn’t
tell her no when she swore she would bond to them, give them babies. Because he had already failed her. So he handed that problem to Kakarot. Knew that his mate would struggle with
it. Because he was a being of loyalty
above all other things. And a
compassionate soul.
Met
his oldest son as he went to go back inside.
Saw the absolute blackness in the eyes.
That the blood had finally been washed away from his hands. And without so much as a word of warning,
Bardock said: “I’m going to kill that bitch.
Piece by piece until she screams.”
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Vegeta
was not an idiot. He knew what had
happened to Gogeta. Knew because
Kakarot had told him how he had found their lost son that morning, knew because
his oldest had come back covered in his bro’s b’s blood. Knew when the bitch said permission had been
given that she had beat that permission out of Gogeta. “Why should you be the one to kill her?”
“Goten
asked me to.” Like that explained
everything. But it did.
Vegeta
inclined his head. Gave the permission
his child needed without having to say the words. Then moved past him, turned and said: “Tomorrow we start training
for this fight. Make sure you sleep.” Knew that he wouldn’t.
Checked
on his other children as they got ready bed bed, saw Trunks and Goten, wanted
to say something that would make the pain easier for them to bear. Watched Trunks carry his mate upstairs to
his room. And Bulma watch them go,
heard her little voice say: “He said you need to find someone else to fight.”
Figured
that would happen. Goku could fight
instead of Trunks. Let the woman hug
him, hugged her back. Then she went
back to her lab.
Found
Kakarot in their bedroom. Sitting on
the bed. Girl sleeping. Stood in front of his mate and looked at
him. Let Goku look at him.
“I
don’t know what to do,” Goku told him.
Which was pretty good, considering Vegeta had no bloody fucking clue what
the hell he was going to do either.
Goku
was his mate. For years. Seventeen years, almost. Seventeen years worth of loyalty between
them. Seventeen years of knowing
everything about each other. And now
they stared at one another and tried to figure out what they could say. Suddenly, they didn’t know anything.
Vegeta
ran his hands through the dark hair, felt Goku rest his head against his chest,
wrap his arms around him. Just stood
there, stared at the girl. Tried to
think of what name he could give her.
Tried to think of what he could with her. Because he wasn’t going to give her back to the bastards, and he
wasn’t going to allow her to leave his presence until she had chosen a mate and
been claimed. But, at the same time,
knew that Bardock would never mate with anyone.
Because
he belonged to his siblings more than he could ever belong to anyone. Devoted himself to them. And because he loved Bulla. And because Bulla would never have children. The littles were too young. Too immature to have a clue what to do with
a woman. Their time would come, but it
hadn’t yet.
Which
left only Takashi.
And
the girl did not want him. She was
right, anyway, according to the law of the land—even if that land was gone and
all that remained of their world was the memories he held—she belonged to
Kakarot now. Because he had foufor
for
and won her.
But
Kakarot belonged to him.
He
watched the girl open her eyes. Felt
Goku sigh and heard him start to purr again.
Watched her sit up on their bed, draw her legs up close to her, stare at
him.
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Jaygoose:
I
think you’re the only one that mentioned the girl wanting to mate herself to Gk
& Veg. Sheesh. I thought I’d get more of a reaction out of
it. (feels depressed about the lack of
reaction.)
Aarika:
I
can’t tell you one way or the other if the kiddies are going to live. Sowwy.
That would be revealing plot.
Mai:
Yeah! Yep.yes"> (Gasp) This story has so
many freaking Original Characters I thought people would be like ‘myeh’ and
wander away from it.
AND GOODNESS!
I got more hits on this story in the past twenty four hours… And reviews! Thanks guys!
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