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A King With Chaos	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2669 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A King With Chaos
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Chapter 14

Four months. It would be four months very soon. Just two or three more days and he would be giving birth. Four months to prepare himself for the realization that children were going to come out of him. Four months to bask in the insanity that the court had become. Everyone was gaping and gasping and pointing and all that nonsense because King Vegeta had managed to do the impossible and get a male pregnant. The historians had written pages on the potency of his majesty's seed and a lovely statue was being erected (oh, yeah, he giggled helplessly during the speeches about erecting the statue) in honor of Vegeta's ultra-potent seed.

So, other than the fact that all the members of the court were complete morons (who honestly believed that Vegeta could get him pregnant if he didn't have a womb to get pregnant in?) nothing much had happened out of the normal... Right, except the fact that he was now twice the size around his waist and it had been five weeks since the word Sex had been spoken or implied. It wasn't like they weren't interested; more like it seemed implausible (and a little weird all things considered) to be thinking about doing that while he was pregnant.

The pregnancy wasn't that bad. (Other than that one time the Vegeta had gotten tired of him bouncing around with tons of eneand and demanded that he sit still and shut the hell up. Two hours later, when Vegeta finally let him move, he had promptly burst into tears for THREE DAYS.) He was hungry all the time (was that new? No.) He had tons of energy, rather than a lack of it. (this could be because he slept fourteen hours out of a twenty four hour day.) The first time he felt one of the boys move he had run into a meeting of the planet-purging council and grabbed Vegeta, dragged him out and held his hand against his stomach until he felt them move again. (Vegeta seemed unimpressed at the time.)

Of course now Vegeta's favorite pastime was lying next to Kakarot on the bed and pressing his hands over the moving weight of their children. It cut cute. Sort of. Not really.

It made him feel fat. He realized he wasn't. But the fact that he could no longer see his feet really drove home the point that he wasn't exactly a stick figure man anymore. He was contemplating that very thing at that moment, watching Vegeta being so mesmerized by the feeling of the little one's foot. (He was mostly used to the feeling of feet against his internal organs.)

"What are we going to name them?" he asked, to fill the silence that had fallen over the room. They had this conversation before, of course, but they never reached a conclusion.

"Vegeta," Vegeta replied, "The first born." He looked up at him, and then back down the swell of his stomach. It was rather nice, actually, but he wasn't sure it was worth five weeks of celibacy and the nasty sex they had to endure to get to his point.

~~~***

Vegeta ('Geta as his brother called him) was seriously considering pulling out all of Gohan's teeth. Wondered if that would solve the problem or if there was a way to mate without teeth. He considered heavily for a few moments as he sat in extrextremely cramped time-machine and listened to Goten explain the ins and outs of space travel to Caradoc to keep him from trying to kill Gohan. (Confusing Caradoc apparently made him docile rather than more angry.) Presta was sitting on his knees, frowning about everything and Gohan waoatioating above them as far from his two mates that he could get in the limited space.

Thank Kami (actually thank Goten) four months passed in two minutes and they were free. The machine touched down, he and Goten released the domed glass hood and everyone jumped out and stretched. Presta stayed away from the other two, Gohan looked back and forth between his mates and Caradoc curled his hands into fists and constantly reached for the knife that wasn't on his thigh anymore.

"Seperation time, kiddies," Goten said, "Presta you're going to go visit great-grandma." That was all the warning she got before her father took her by the elbow and they disappeared.

"Gohan," Vegeta said, "Deal with him." He pointed at Caradoc and his grim expression of hate and dislike. (Hate and dislike being two different things, after all.)

"How?"

"Fuck him, blow him, give him ice cream," all Goten's solutions to a pissed-off mate. His solutions were generally be undyingly cute until she realized that he was really sorry (supposedly) for whatever he had done.

Caradoc did not look pleased about this.

"I don't even know how to..." Gohan stopped in the middle of his sentence, blushed bright red and said nothing further. Which naturally meant that Vegeta had to ask. It would be plain wrong not to ask.

"How to what?"

Caradoc cracked a sadistic grin, "He knows how to get ice cream." As if that answered the question.

Gohan kept his mouth shut and the blush spread down his neck, disappearing under the shirt and he crossed his arms over his chest as he stood there and silently wished that he was not in this situation. (Gohan did that alot.)

Goten reappeared with a bloody nose. "I finked see doesn't like being told wat to do." He gingerly felt his nose to see if it was broken (didn't look like it was) and then turned to look at Goten blushing. "Wat I miss?"

"Gohan doesn't know how to fuck or blow."

Goten didn't look shocked. "Poor boy." Then he turned to Caradoc and patted his shoulder. "Teach him. Popsicles work." All fatherly like. ...wait, popsicles? That certainly explained why they always had them in the freezer. He thought about it for a moment and then his mouth dropped open.

"Hey..." he said.

"Gina doesn't like popsicles, unfortunately," Goten said. Cracked his wise-ass grin. "Now, we have babies to deliver!" He took Caradoc by the hand. Tossed the silver case to him (trusting that Vegeta could put the time machine away.) "See you at the palace." (His nose was healed.)

~~~***

When Goten appeared in the royal suite Kakarot was bouncing. Bouncing on the bed and giggling. A giant, pregnant, super saiyan male with muscles everywhere, bouncing like an overactive three year old. He blinked, considered the effects of messing with Kakarot's physical make-up and wondered if that affected his mental status. Thought of what his own father would be like should he get pregnant, watched the bouncing for a few more moments and then just shook his head and cleared his throat.

Some thoughts were better left unthunk, after all.

Kakarot stopped bouncing, wrapped his large hands over his bulging belly and his eyes widened in a horrified expression of fear and surprise. "NO!" he shouted. "I don't want to have them yet!"

"But they're born today," he replied. (And yes, he knew this from Gatta. Goten was here to make sure nobody died or had to be cut open (unless said cutter-opener knew what they were doing).)

"No," Kakarot replied, "I won't let you."

"I'm not the one that gets to decide it, Kaki. Your sons are born today. Deal with it." He tried to figure the probability of disaster should the boys not be born today and somewhere in the billions he lost track of the numbers.

"Asshole," Vegeta (his brother) said when he showed up. "Caradoc shoved Goten's head in the ground as soon as you left. He almost managed to bite off an ear before I stopped him."

"See!" Kaki shouted, "You have to go make sure they don't hurt one another anymore." Then he fell down to sit on the bed and promptly started to bawl. "But I don't WANNNA!"

'Geta blinked at him.

"It's nothing. So where are the lovebirds?" He pulled another silver case out of his pocket when Vegeta handed him the one containing the time machine. He would need supplies if this whole process was going to go smoothly (did anything he did ever go smoothly? No.)

"They're in the same room from four months ago. I think Gohan's decided he'll make it up to Caradoc with a nice 'i'm sorry' fuck." He looked at Kaki who was bawling louder now, rubbing his fists against his eyes and wailing louder and louder until the noise was reverberating back off the walls at them.

"Caradoc is high-strung, huh." He didn't think too much about the fact that he was partially responsible for the person that Caradoc had become. You know, with the helping Vegeta return to King and all that. After all, Caradoc wasn't his mother in a different dimension.

"What?!" And there was the King, appearing in the room with red blooming on his cheeks as he panted a bit for his breath. Kaki instantly shut up and whimpered.

"Ve-ge-ta! He said I had to have the babies today! I don't want to have the babies today! Tell him I don't have to!"

"Kakarot," Vegeta said, running a hand through his royal mess of hair. "If today is the day than you have to." And like some sort of unseen catalyst, Kakarot let out a gasp of pain and flooded the bed with the 'water' of the birth.

'Geta sighed. Goten sighed. The King huffed. Kakarot promptly began to sob again.

~~~***

Her father was a fucking asshole. (She knew this yes, but his most recent decision just proved her point entirely.) Why did stupid Gohan have to go off and bite her? Why did her father have to be so fucking stupid? Locking them all in a room together? STUPID!

Red did not look like she gave a damn what Presta thought on the matter. She washed the claim mark with something that felt like iodine or alcohol and after that lovely burning sensation, her shoulder was throbbing as she sat and looked at her grandma (great grandma, actually.)

"Idiot," Red said.

"I didn't do it." She was pouting. PResta had always thought that she was above pouting, but apparently nobody was free from the seductive ease of the pout.

"You put yourself in a situation to do it. Why in the hell would you even think that getting in the middle of a mated couple was a smart idea?" Red looked like she wanted to punch Presta. Which she probably would have, but Goten left explicit orders that Presta not be punched.

"...Gohan was mine first."

"Now you're his forever. Brilliant little girl. I thought we raised you better than that. How are you ever going to think for yourself again?" Oh, Red was pissed, "You'll be their breeding machine now."

"Will not," she said petulantly. But there was some nagging thing in the back of her mind that was just screaming about how it knew she was wrong. That she was going to be a breeder.

"And a half breed?" Red scoffed. Put her hands on her hips (wide hips, considering all the children she had birthed in her life.) "Presta you could have done better."

Presta looked at her Grandmother and realized for the first time since she left this world, realized fully that she was not part of this family anymore. Bardock and Red had their sons here in this world, but she wasn't part of this world anymore. She was part of Gohan's world, part of Earth and the Twins, part of the world where Vegeta was the Mama and nobody forgot. (Least of all Goku who was in constant pursuit of the Mama.)

"I'm not sorry," Presta said, "Gohan's a good man."

This apparently astounded Red into silence.

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Thanksies for reading, and sorry that I can't respond to everyone personally. *meep*

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