A Saiyan Way of Life

Title: A Saiyan Way of Life

Author: 2dragonkat

Summary: Sequel to my fic Alternate Reality. Life for the Saiyan family after Buu. Goku/Vegeta, Piccolo/Gohan, future Trunks/Goten.

Discalimer: ...sigh...yes I'll admit it, none of these characters are mine, I just hijacked them for my story. I'll give them back, I promise.

Rating: Mature for some chapters.

Overall Warnings: explicit yaoi, mpreg, angst, deviation from the DBZ plot but Uub will be present (just as a plot device), and bashing of various DBZ ladies.

AN: I don't want anyone to worry that this fic is done. I'm still very much considering continuing in the verse, not to mention I have two other multichapter fics planned/written and I have a bunch of oneshots I plan to write (all created by my wonderful muse, so I'm writing them for her). I do have other stories I've started doing/planning right now. I've got an epic fic going (a crossover), a Kyou Kara Maou fic, some Prince of Tennis stuff and even some others.

I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. This is a conclusion of the previous chapter.

Warnings for this chapter: finally I got some warnings...SMUT (whoohoo) G/V all the way and a bit of cursing.

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Chapter Nine (Part II) – One plus one makes three

WC: 4,062

“That was interesting…”

Goku cocked his head to one side, eyes regarding his shorter mate. “Interesting in a good way,” he asked, slowly pulling away from the tight hold they had on each other.

Vegeta shook his head, like he was trying to dislodge a pesky thought or something. He looked up at Goku, smiling slightly. “In a good way. I think I have a pretty good idea of how the technique works. Let’s do it a few more times so I’m sure about it.”

“Okie dokie Babe. Then you can start doing it with me before I let you do it on your own. That’s how the people on Yardrat taught me.”

“They were in your head?”

“Oh no, that’s just something I do with you. It took me months before I got the hang of the technique. Our bond just helps speed things up.”

“Why Kakarot, if I didn’t know any better, you act like you don’t want to train me.”

Goku’s eyes widened in surprise raising his hands to wave his hands back and forth to dispute the idea. “No, no, no Vegeta. That’s not it,” he said, chucking hesitantly.

“Then why do you want me to learn this so quickly?”

“Well I thought that’s what you wanted…and besides…”

“What Kakarot?”

“I like opening our bond up and feeling you,” he mumbled, his index fingers poking together in embarrassment.

And Goku watched as Vegeta’s eyes went from cold to warm in a matter of seconds. He got a small smile and chaste kiss for his words, and he felt like he was king of the world with that reaction. He wrapped his arms around Vegeta, hugging him close and smothering his face with kisses, just so happy that Vegeta understood him.

They resumed their training, with Goku using the technique while Vegeta observed through their bond. Goku was hoping that by tomorrow Vegeta would be able to start doing the technique with only a little bit of guidance from him, and by the end of the week he will probably have it mastered. Because that’s how amazing Goku’s prince was.

Months passed and after Vegeta mastered the Instant Transmission technique the two of them went back to focusing on Uub’s training. The boy had an amazing tenacity for fighting. He worked hard and focused better than either had expected so early on. It seems the kid had just taken to the idea of being a defender of the planet like a fish to water. Uub knew that his friends and family on the island could now live much more comfortable lives so Uub could start training for himself rather than necessity.

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One morning after Vegeta had cleaned up after breakfast and Goku and Uub had left for training, the prince went up to his bedroom and pulled out an electronic calendar. He usually did not have any need for these markers of time, he preferred to let the land tell him when the seasons changed and since he didn’t celebrate any earthling traditions he did not need to keep track of individual days. But he did keep a calendar for one very important reason. So he could mark down when his next heat was.

He had gotten this calendar from Dr. Briefs many years ago before he left Capsule Corps, and he went through it and marked down every ten years the day he was to start his heat. And as he looked at the calendar he realized that he would go into heat in just two days.

He sighed and put away the calendar, laying down on the bed and looking up at the ceiling. This was it, he thought, tracing a hand over his stomach. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for, for years now. His chance to have a child completely his own. He closed his eyes, imagining it.

Vegeta was scared though, because he had no one here who was knowledgeable about Saiyan pregnancies. He was alone in this. While he had his mate, and family and friends, he was still the only one with any true knowledge about their dying race. It was so hard sometimes, when he thought these thoughts. They were the last of their kind…a dying breed of warriors. He wished it hadn’t happened like this. He wished that his planet and people were still alive and he and Kakarot were there together with their sons, raising a family together on their home world.

But it was not to be, he thought sadly. He will just have to make the best of the current situation…and all he could think of doing now was bringing a new full blooded member of their race into existence.

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Goku and Vegeta waved goodbye to Uub and his family before transmitting back home. They had taken Uub back to his village to stay for the week as the two of them went through their heat…and because he wouldn’t be able to train with them so it was an opportune time for Uub to visit his family and take a break from his constant training.

They returned home but neither knew what to do now. They had until the morning before they would be lost in their instincts. Vegeta fiddled with the bottom of his shirt before going into the kitchen. “How about I make us something to eat and them I’m going to bed to rest up,” he said, not looking at his mate.

Goku didn’t notice Vegeta’s nervousness; he just nodded in gratitude before going to watch some television.

After a large meal cooked to perfection Vegeta retired to their room. Now that he was on the brink of his big decision he was starting to get cold feet. He wanted to have a child…but all the unknown factors that could arise not to mention having no one knowledgeable to help was all he could think about. He stripped out of his clothes and changing into some loose pants, laying down on the bed, wrapping his tail around his legs in comfort. He closed his eyes, breathing deep. He just needed to sleep and not think about it.

The good was going to outweigh the bad in the end. That much he knew.

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Vegeta woke up with a start, groaning at the red that clouded his vision as he stared at the ceiling. He raised a hand, swiping at his forehead, sighing at the thick coating of sweat he now had. He closed his eyes again…knowing it was decision time.

His consciousness traveled through his body, finding the warm pool of energy waiting for his instructions. He hesitated as he placed an uncertain invisible hand on his life force, not pushing it one way or the other, just feeling it beneath his hands. He did not know how long he stayed in that position but he finally took action.

He pushed the energy down, telling it that it was time he had a child of his own.

Vegeta gasped, eyes still closed as he felt something change inside of him. It wasn’t painful but it was a strange feeling, like his body was turning to clay and was being molded into a new shape. His hips widened a few centimeters, an organ similar to a uterus formed, accompanied by a passage forming to carry his mate’s semen from his rectum to his fertile womb. He felt like the changes went on forever, many little things shifting and morphing inside his body to prepare for nurturing a growing cub.

But everything came to a stop and Vegeta breathed a sigh of relief, eyes still closed as he shifted his body on the bed. His eyes snapped open at a growl beside him and he looked up to find his mate sitting beside him, watching him with curious dark eyes.

Vegeta slowly lifted himself up so he sat facing his mate, watching with equal dark eyes through the haze of his heat. He lifted one hand towards Goku, purring as his mate nuzzled the appendage, licking each finger tip. He scooted forward until he was nearly in Goku lap, his hand moving to stroke his mate’s face and the other rested on his rumbling chest.

The heat did not seem as frenzied in his blood this time…could it be because of the Blossoming his body just went through? Was his body more fragile now?

He lifted one hand away from his mate, using it to stroke up and down his own naked torso. A deep purr caused him to look up at Goku, titling his head to one side in curiosity. Goku just stared back before pulling Vegeta into his arms, wrapping him in a tight embrace.

Neither said anything for several moments, just staring at one another, wondering what their next move would be. Vegeta decided for them, finally shaking himself out of his stupor and growling at his lover, grabbing a tight fistful of his hair.

“Take us to the cave,” he snarled, yanking Goku’s head back before leaning forward and gnawing at his vulnerable neck. “Now!”

Not a moment later they were transmitted to a cave not too far from their home in the mountains. A spot they had found many years ago on a hunt. The cave was furbished with animal furs, dried grasses and a fire pit. There was a fresh water pool near the back of the cave, constantly filled with water dripping down the walls. They had marked their territory well so there was no need to worry about any unwanted tenants.

Vegeta shoved his mate away as they arrived, growling low in his chest as he removed the few clothes he wore. He hadn’t noticed but Goku was already naked, most likely disrobing as he waited for Vegeta to come out of his meditation. Once his skin was bare Vegeta stalked towards his mate, placing one hand flat on the purring man’s chest and steering him towards the large fur bed in the middle of their temporary shelter.

He shoved his mate down, snarling as the man reached for him with a whimper. He turned away, going to a series to shelves Goku had carved out of the cave wall with his chi several summers ago. There were very few items on these shelves, but one of note was the item Vegeta picked up and walked back to his waiting mate with. It was a wooden bowl, filled with oil laced with lavender.

He set it on the ground next to the furs before climbing onto them, tail held high above his back, crawling towards his eagerly awaiting mate. When they were within breaths of one another Vegeta placed a tiny kiss on the sitting man’s lips, then pulling away as he turned around.

Vegetaa lowered himself so he rested on his forearms; head pillowed as he raised his rump high in the air, waving his tail back and forth in invitation. He got a happy snarl for his gesture and he trembled as strong, shaking hands raked up and down his back. His mate’s body hovered above his own, millimeters away from contact. He shifted, spreading his thighs far apart, nearly barking as he ordered his mate to get moving or get out.

He purred in gratitude when one hand lifted to stroke his tail and the other he heard dip into the bowl of oil. He heard little huffs make their way out of Goku’s mouth and he shivered slightly at the image of his lover preparing himself to take him. Next he felt the slick heat of his lover’s desire settle in the cleft of his ass, stroking up and down a bit before finally finding his little hole and pushing in.

Vegeta gave a howl, back arching impossibly at the feel of his lover. He thrust his hips back, engulfing the man in his heat, not wanting to wait a second more. Goku collapsed against his back, strong arms wrapping around Vegeta’s chest in a near bruising grip as they trembled, motionless together.

Vegeta purred as he shifting his hips back and forth, eyes rolling into his head as his mate’s heavy cock rubbed against his soft, sensitive insides. His hands gripped the furs beneath him as his lover’s hips finally began to move, starting off with short quick jabs inside of him, and slowing building to full, hip bruising thrusts. Goku stayed plastered against his back, hips driving back and forth, claming the prince just as Vegeta asked. Hard and fierce, but still loving and tender all at once.

Vegeta turned his head to one side to catch his breath, seeing through spitted eyes the jar of oil within inches of him and his lover. A slow forming smirk graced his face around the constant moans and growls coming from his mouth at the perfect fucking he was getting. A wicked idea came to mind as he stared at the bowl, deciding to try something new to try and drive his eager mate even wilder.

Who said a sex life can’t be spiced up after years or marriage…or in their case bondage.

He hummed faintly as he weaved his tail out from its pinned position between their bodies. He had to focus hard because the constant rubs and strokes inside his sensitized body, brushing hard against his prostate were causing little stars to dot his vision as the pleasure heated his body to high temperatures. He nearly lost his resolve twice in his mission as his body was rocked with spasms of pleasure and the feel of his mate losing himself within him.

But he managed to dip the tip of his tail into the oil, swirling the appendage to make sure it was thoroughly covered. His tail trembled as he pulled it out of the oil, feeling his body slowly but steadily build towards his orgasm. It was now or never.

He closed his eyes, focusing on the movement of his tail and not the appendage relentlessly pleasuring him with precise, eager plunges. He brought his tail around behind his lover, letting the oily tip settle just below the base of Goku’s own waving tail. He felt a shiver run through him, originating in Goku’s body at the touch of the cool tail on his hot skin and the prince smiled with satisfaction.

Vegeta trailed the tail down, sighing as he felt through the tail the feeling he would get if he was trailing his own finger down his lover’s pale skin, or more specifically his cock. His tail dipped into the cleft of Goku’s ass, growling as his mate’s thrusts lost their momentum at the new feeling. Goku’s teeth grabbed his neck tightly, almost as a way to anchor himself as Vegeta’s curious touches became bolder.

They howled together a breath later. Goku throwing his head back, eyes wide and unseeing, focused on the entirely new feeling. Vegeta burying his face into the fur, muscles tensing at the beautiful new sensation. Goku panted, wiggling his hips back and forth, moaning as it caused his cock to shift deliciously inside his lover…but it also caused the tail inside his own body to slide a little deeper. Vegeta shivered along with the motion, not realizing how this would feel for his own tail.

He thought he would do something new, give his lover a taste of the wonderful feelings he always received. But he hadn’t anticipated the pleasurable spikes that would wind up and down his spine, just adding to the already exotic feelings he was experiencing. It felt like the wonderful sensations he got when his lover would pleasure his cock with that beautiful mouth…it felt like he was fucking his mate, just the same as he was being fucked.

What the most unbelievable, unexpected feeling.

They rocked hard together now, fucking and being fucked equally. In retaliation for the pleasure, Goku wrapped his own tail and a tight coil around Vegeta’s dripping erection, hands moving to grip Vegeta’s hips so he could properly debauch the beautiful man beneath him.

The combinations of indescribable feelings proved to be too much for Vegeta and he howled out, voice echoing within the rock walls of their cave. His body shook from his toes to his ear tips and his come sprayed across the furs and his lover’s tail, adding a new sweet scent to the smell of their lovemaking.

Goku followed his mate soon after, his body unable to handle the feel of muscles clutching his cock tight or the soft appendage within his body shuddering and rubbing against his virgin walls. They collapsed in a heap on the fur coverings, gasping for breath, hands weakling reaching for one another and their fingers lacing, holding on as their worlds started to right themselves.

Vegeta smiled weakly at the warm ache in his belly, wondering if this was it, was this the moment that he would become pregnant…was this it?

He sighed as several minutes later Goku rolled off of him. Whimpers left both their lips as their bodies detangled, their connection gone for now. Vegeta rolled onto his side, curling on top of the furs, nuzzling his face into the warmth, body relaxing as his orgasmic high wore off. Goku curled into his back a moment later and the two Saiyan’s dozed on the bed for a long while before their stomachs demanded food.

Vegeta shoved at his mate, telling him to get them some food while he started a fire. He smirked as his mate grumbled but did as he was told, strolling naked out of the cave, sniffing out their catch of the day. Vegeta rolled onto his back and stretched, loving these moments of being in complete control of his mate. He got up from the bed a moment later, walking to gather some wood scattered around the entrance to the cave and stack them together in the pit in the entrance to the cave.

When he had a fire going he sat down in front of it, staring at the flames, amused at the distinct look everything, especially fire, took on in his heat. He purred in greeting as his mate returned, dragging a large fish behind him. He could tell though, from the burning light in Goku’s eyes that dinner was going to be very brief, because they had other things to attend to, like getting a back into bed.

…and getting pregnant.

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“…now Uub, what would you do in this situation,” Vegeta asked his student, circling the kid as he contemplated.

Vegeta suddenly froze, eyes wide and one hand flying to his stomach and the other covering his mouth.

Uub stood beside the stunned prince oblivious, looking down at his feet as he thought out his answer to the question. His teacher just drew out a particular fight and before he described the end to the fight he asked Uub what he would do. He knew there was a right and wrong answer because apparently this fight had already happened, so there was a specific ending it was supposed to have. He scratched his chin, snapping his fingers when the answer came to him.

He turned with a big smile, ready to give the right answer and get praise for it.

“I would…”

“Oh Kami…UGH…shit…UGH…”

Uub stared wide eyed at his bent over teacher, who was spilling his guts onto the ground between them.

“Mr. Vegeta, are you okay,” he cried after his shock wore off. He dashed to Vegeta’s side, rubbing a small hand over the heaving man’s back, eyeing his teacher worriedly. Hoping he wasn’t sick with anything terrible.

Vegeta wiped his mouth on the back of his glove when he felt his stomach shakily settle after the unexpected sickness. He rubbed a trembling hand over his still taunt stomach, glancing down at his body. He supposed this was the undeniable proof he needed, since the only times Saiyans threw up was when one is pregnant or dealing with psychological trauma. A Saiyan’s immune system was strong enough to ward off nearly all know viruses and bacteria the universe could conger up, so Vegeta was confident this wasn’t some illness...this was a baby.

He had been anxious these last few weeks, agonizing over how he would know he was pregnant. Both Uub and Goku had questioned over his behavior but he had snapped sharply at both of them that it was nothing and neither brought it up again for fear of his temper. He had put all of his thoughts into training the recently returned Uub. Thankfully the kid never questioned why he had to be gone for a whole week, because Vegeta would rather not have to explain it.

He straightened his body up from the bent over position he was just in. He ran a hand through his hair; sighing in exhaustion…he suddenly felt the need to lie down. He turned to the worried boy beside him, patting the kid’s shoulder weakly.

“I’m fine kid. I’m just going to go lay down for a while. No need for you to worry. Why don’t you go meditate for a while,” he said, walking away and heading back home.

He relaxed when he made it indoors. He quickly made his way into the living room so he could stretch out on a couch and take a little nap. He smiled as he lay down, patting his stomach. You’re in there aren’t you, he thought happily. And you’re the one making me tired. He got no response, but he didn’t need one. He already had his proof, disgusting as it was.

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He must have dosed off after that because he woke up to find his living room was filled to the brim with people.

He shot up, knuckling his sleepy eyes with one hand as he looked around in shock. Everyone there was looking at him anxiously, especially his mate who was kneeled on the floor next to the couch Vegeta had been napping on.

“What the hell is going on,” he mumbled, grumpy he had been woken up so abruptly.

“Well Uub told me you were sick, so I went and told Piccolo and he told Gohan, who told Goten and Trunks and they told Master Roshi and –“

“I get it Kakarot,” Vegeta shouted to shut up his lover, rubbing tired hands over his temples to try and push away an oncoming headache.

“What Goku is trying to say my friend is that we’re worried about you,” Piccolo spoke up from his spot in the corner of the room. “In all the years I’ve known you, you have never been sick.”

“That’s because…”

“Yeah Vegeta. I hope it’s nothing serious,” Krillin said, standing with his wife and teenage daughter.

“I’m not…”

“We better hope it’s not that disease Goku came down with before Cell showed up,” Master Roshi said, stroking his beard grimly.

“Will you all…”

“Do you feel really ill Pops. You know I’ve been taking those medical classes so I might be able to help,” Gohan spoke up.

“No I’m…”

“Do you need anything Papa? I could make you some thing,” Goten offered, wringing his hands together in worry with Trunks holding him close.

And suddenly the room was filled with everyone talking at once; either contemplating what was wrong or trying to help. Vegeta felt his face pinch in annoyance and his eyes closed as he tried to keep himself from exploding. He pressed both hands to his ears as it seemed like the noise level rose with each moment that passed as everyone argued. He started to tremble as his patience climbed towards its breaking point.

That’s it, he thought angrily.

“I’M PREGNANT, you moronic, annoying, imbeciles. Now SHUT UP and leave me in peace.”

Silence. Beautiful, blissful, perfect silence filled the room as everyone snapped their mouths shut at his outburst, giving him wide eyed, shocked stares. He smirked at their expressions, feeling his headache slowly leave him.

THUD!

Everyone, including Vegeta looked down. The prince groaned and slapped his forehead in exasperation. And the silence disappeared, replaced with howls of laughter.

Goku had just passed, a goofy grin plastered to his face, a single line of drool dribbling out of his mouth. Apparently the news was too much for the strongest man alive to take.

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