House of Vegeta

A/U

House of Vegeta: Prince Vegeta's Little Secret pt.14

He felt slow, sluggish at times. Vegeta worked out with one of the elites in the royal gym after a particularly stressful conference meeting.

Muldeck was a strong elite warrior, if somewhat oddly porportioned. Despite his status in high society he was somewhat careless in his overall appearance. Long, angular features were not complimented by a scraggly goatee he refused to shape or trim. Muldeck had an odd notion that warriors had to look ragged and rough in order to be effective. Vegeta often laughed at his curious ideas.

He wasn't laughing at being pummelled at the end of long arms. Finally the ouji had enough.

"Denavi!!" he held out a hand after tumbling awkwardly.

Muldeck laughed, folding his arms. "What, is my prince tired already? Perhaps you're out of shape, eh?"

Vegeta snorted, gaining his feet. "You dare call me out of shape? I'm always in fighting trim!"

The lanky saiyan pointed. "You may be fighting, milord, but trim? I think not!"

"What?" Vegeta glanced down at himself. "I don't know what you mean."

Muldeck tossed him a towel as they wiped down. "May I speak freely without getting beheaded?"

Vegeta growled. "Say on, Muldeck. But mind your words."

Muldeck stared at his ouji's middle. "You seem a little...soft..."

Vegeta exploded, redfaced. "Soft??! Never!!"

The warrior nodded. "Your reflexes are unusually slow-"

"Impossible. I may have been stressed from earlier today."

"Perhaps, but you aren't ancitipating moves with your usual sharpness, milord."

Vegeta waved him off. "Let's shower and eat, Muldeck."

"Aye" the warrior made no further comment. _Kami, he's getting thick._

****

Kakarot had just finished training a group of recruits for the royal army before going to work out himself. Although it was known that he and Vegeta no Ouji had been an item, class pressure and public controversy created a severe strain between them. As super saiyan, he held status within the castle no third class could possibly claim. Most of the elites considered him an enigma, and the cry of 'ovee' (bastard royal) came up on several occasions. This only fuelled speculation about Bardock's true mate, since he spent a great deal of time in the castle. Only public record of Kakarot's parentage held suspicion at bay.

Not that Kakarot lacked for offers, despite questions about his true heritage. On the contrary, once word got out he and Vegeta had cooled, elites lined up as potential mates. One such ambitious elite was Lergis, a finely bred soldier from the outer districts whose parents were politicans. Delicate facial features belied a warrior's hardness. Lergis was considered an excellent strategist in warfare, and often gave advice to counsellors regarding sporadic planetary conflicts.

The two saiyans garnered attention wherever they went in public. Kakarot flirted with the idea of Lergis as his mate, but made no commitment. True to his saiyan nature, Lergis wouldn't go down without a fight. He courted the super saiyan enthusiastically.

It was a mellow evening. The pair went out for dinner after their workout.

"Good choice of restaurant you made" Kakarot wolfed down a bowl of fish eyes.

Lergis gulped his plate of hake entrails. "I thought you'd be pleased, Kakarot. I wanted this to be a special night for us."

"Hmm?" Kakarot stared, his mouth full of food. Lergis laughed at the sight.

"Whub do funby?"

"Swallow first, lover. Then I'll tell you!"

Kakarot glugged down his mouthful. "What's on your mind?"

Lergis took his hand. "Things have been going really well between us. I see no reason to mince words-" he reached into his knife pouch.

"Lergis?" Kakarot peered over, curious. The handsome saiyan slipped a glistening stone ring on his finger.

"Be mine, Kakarot. I love you, and would make an excellent provider."

Kakarot stared at the ring. It was beautiful and rare, polished anderis stone.

"I don't know what to say, Lergis..."

"Take your time and think it over" black eyes sparked with hope. "I know this seems sudden...but I've never been one to wait."

Kakarot smiled, turning the ring over and watching it sparkle. "Hn, it's lovely...I'm flattered."

"Do you love me?" the question was typical saiyan, abrupt and to the point.

Kakarot was saiyan also. "Not yet, but I do have feelings for you."

"Then that's a start" Lergis coiled tails underneath the table. "I have the rest of tonight to convince you further."

Kakarot purred, eyes slitted. "I don't doubt it."

****

Vegeta got undressed in his private chambers, his thoughts disordered. The conversation with Muldeck bothered him more than he let on.

"Slow, my ass" he hissed, staring at himself uncomfortably in a full length mirror. In shock, he noticed a difference he hadn't paid previous attention to. There was a definite...softness in his gut.

"Impossible!" he shouted, patting the offending area. The loss of tone was unmistakable. Taught abs had become round smoothness.

"What in Kami is going on here?" he stared in disbelief, rubbing his abdomen. The small slit beneath the navel protruded slightly.

_I refuse to consider the possibility...it's insane!_

Tugging on a sleepshirt in anger, the ouji stalked to bed.

****

Kakarot meanwhile enjoyed a healthy saiyan romp with his lover. The pair retreated to Lergis' apartment after glutting a fine dinner.

Lergis lapped cream from Kakarot's belly. "Hn, so have I convinced you yet to mate me?"

The tall saiyan stretched, rumbling softly. "You make a convincing case..."

They kissed. Kakarot felt his mind roam to the recent past, when he and Vegeta had their final argument...

_"So that's all I am to you, Vegeta? A diversion from royal boredom?!"_

_"I didn't say that!"_

_"You didn't have to. I thought we loved each other, but I guess I was wrong on your part."_

_"Kakarot, can't you understand my position? As prince I must mate an elite. You're third class-"_

_"Don't play games. You swore love to me!!"_

_"I can't...why are you making this difficult?"_

_"Why should I make it easy on you?"_

_"This is madness, Kakarot. I would lose all status and possibly my throne!"_

_"You didn't give a damn about it in bed!"_

_"Passion isn't a reason to throw everything away. I can't be reckless like that, Kakarot!"_

_"Have you forgotten I'm a super saiyan? That alone is status no other potential mate could claim!"_

_"It's over, Kakarot...my father would never accept us..."_

Fingers tapped the daydreaming saiyan on the nose.

"Hey, lover. You with me?"

"Hn, sorry."

Lergis tugged his cock playfully. "Maybe I didn't get you attention enough the last time."

Kakarot laughed. "Don't underestimate yourself...I was just thinking about possibilities."

"I hope I'm in the picture."

Kakarot held him close and sighed. Lergis was everything he could want...handsome, intelligent, strong. But he wasn't Vegeta. He stroked the short spikes absently.

"You feel great, Lergis."

Lergis ruffled his tail. "Hai, but enough for love?"

"Don't push me. I told you I need time."

Lergis kissed the bronzed chest. "Touchy, aren't we? Relax, we aren't under a time constraint, you know."

Kakarot was visibliy relieved, purring. "Guess I overreacted a bit-"

"I know you and Vegeta split up recently, which is why I'd never rush you."

Kakarot stopped purring. "Vegeta has nothing to do with it."

Lergis shifted, pulling a blanket across them. "Could you do me a small favor?"

"Anything."

"Turn super saiyan...I want to see how you look."

"Whatever for?"

The square jaw set firmly. "I said I wanted to see how you look! Of course, if you can't do it-" Lergis paused, grinning. "I'll understand."

"Comedian" Kakarot began to glow. Lergis watched in fascination as his lover changed, the swarthy features becoming golden.

"Incredible" he breathed.

"Are you happy now?" aqua eyes flashed.

Lergis stroked the golden tail. "Hai, definitely. Your aura is a total turn on. I can practically feel the power soak through my skin."

Kakarot lay back, closing his eyes. "Many have wanted to touch me in this state."

Strong fingers ran through gleaming yellow spikes. "Hn, no wonder...you're beautiful."

Kakarot blushed. "A saiyan warrior beautiful?"

"Warrior or not, you're still fine. I want a decision as soon as possible."

A frown. "Sei'?"

"Hn, I'm no fool...others stand in line for a chance at you!"

Kakarot stretched, yawned. "There are offers..."

"With the ouji no longer around, I figure my chances as good as any-"

"I don't wish to discuss Vegeta."

Lergis flopped over him, suckling the corded neck. "Why discuss anything?"

****

Bardock and his Ou curled together after doing their favorite activity. The commander stifled a lazy yawn under fur blankets.

Soft purr. "Hn, I want to sleep..."

"Sleep later, Bardock" the Ou rumbled gently. "I have excellent news!"

"Stop pawing me, you horny bastard."

"What can I say? Your fat ass tempts me" the Ou replied. There was more shifting under the blankets. Bardock poked his head up briefly, hair sticking everywhere.

"So what's the news?"

Vegeta Ou sat up slowly, a big grin on his face. "It appears as if we needn't be concerned about Vegeta and Kakarot."

Bardock's eyes were keen. "Oh? Tell me more!"

"They had a major falling out recently, and appear to have gone their separate ways."

Bardock smiled. "Ah, that's good then. I've been off planet so much lately most of what I know is fairly old news."

"Hai, the way they banged around caused a lot of talk in elite circles."

"I can imagine. They were all over each other in the conference room about two months ago. I walked in just in time."

"What the fug were they doing in there?!"

"Getting ready for a serious hump. I went to retrieve my strategy session report, and instead nearly witnessed a porn show."

"Trifling, horny fools!"

"They think with their hormones, koi."

"That behavior is ridiculous. There's a time and place for everything!"

"Aye, including their headaches."

Vegeta Ou blinked in confusion. "Why would they have headaches?"

"Because I cracked their skulls together. They weren't in the mood too much after that."

The Ou laughed. "I guess not...but Kami, it's a blessing they broke up for obvious reasons."

Bardock nodded, cuddling into Vegeta's side. "Hai...their antics already caused a great deal of controversy..."

Vegeta was silent a moment. "That's not all it would have caused."

Bardock sighed. "It's a shame in a way...their connection is real, Vegeta."

"I know. I sense it, as well. But this is for the best. Besides, Kakarot has taken up with one of his many suitors."

"Who? Kudd?"

"No, Lergis."

Bardock turned that over in his mind. "Hn...good looking boy."

"True. His father is senator Wunock, and his mother is in the parliament, as you know."

"I've met her...Helux, I believe."

"Hai. They seem to be well matched."

"I see no reason to interfere, Vegeta...Lergis is sharp witted and determined. He's attended some of our military sessions. Excellent strategist."

"I thought you'd approve."

Bardock yawned again, showing perfect points. "Why not...he's a safe choice. Perhaps our loon will cool his cock for a bit."

"Not unless it falls off. Besides, his father is hardly one to talk."

Snarl. "The royal slut speaks."

"Hai, you rag ass ovee..."

Kisses replaced insults as the saiyans tumbled once more.

****

Vegeta no Ouji spent the next three weeks in denial. There was no hiding it now...he was definitely thickening about the waist. In panic he arranged for a private examination by the royal physician, Glerunn.

"Lie still, Vegeta."

"I need to know what's going on!"

"Hn" the grizzled saiyan poked his abdomen. "As if you have no clue."

The ouji flushed in embarassment. "I've been off..."

"Quiet. All the tests are conclusive, Vegeta. Surely you've suspected the truth before now!"

"I...considered the possibility..."

"And you thought to keep silent?"

The ouji flushed. "I hoped that I was mistaken."

"There's no mistaking it. Du ney haata (you're having twins)."

"Haata!!" Vegeta bellowed. "Impossible..."

"Hardly" Glerunn probed the slit below the navel. "You're about a month along, Vegeta."

"Shimatta."

"Does the Ou know about this?"

Vegeta sighed, sitting up slowly. "No...I've been avoiding him."

"That won't work forever."

"I know...I need time to sort this out."

Glerunn shook his head. "You know my obligation to the throne legally..."

Vegeta snorted in annoyance. "You'll be absolved of any responsibility here, Glerunn."

"Who is the father?"

"I don't know."

"You're lying, Ouji...the royal house has relied on my discretion for decades."

Vegeta wondered at the implications of that. "I will inform my father when the time's right."

Glerunn looked him over. "That time had best be soon."

****

Three weeks had gone by, and elites were buzzing about the strange absense of their Prince, who hadn't been seen despite word that he still resided in the palace. Tongues wagged about his noted weight gain. Wild speculation had him diseased with everything from stomach tumors to boils and infection. Vegeta Ou was exasperated, finding it difficult at best to pin down his son's whereabouts. He stopped one of the Ouji's most trusted servants, Haje, in the winery for answers.

"Where is my son, Haje?"

The stocky saiyan appeared nervous and wrung his hands. "Milord, I only send meals to his chambers. He hasn't told me of his itinerary."

"Yasta (bullshit). Why is he in hiding?"

"Hiding, my Ou? I merely thought the Prince to be busy-"

Vegeta grabbed the servant by his robe. "Enough of this nonsense! He's in the castle, I can sense him. Now why does he hide!"

Haji sighed. "I don't want to ruin his trust."

"I will determine that here. Is he ill?"

"No, not exactly-"

Vegeta Ou shook him. "Fool! You realize I can have you thrown into the streets!"

"Please milord-"

"Stop whining. Where is he!"

Haje looked down briefly. "I saw him three days ago, last."

The Ou thought that over. "Why won't he see me?"

"He has a personal dilemma to work through, and will reveal it in due time."

Vegeta released the servant. "You may go."

"Milord...I have breached a trust, and..."

The Ou waved him off. "No, I'll tell no one of this conversation. Return to your duties."

The grateful saiyan bowed and returned to the wine cellar. Vegeta frowned, intrigued by his son's odd behavior.

_You're playing games, boy. But why?_

Mind awhirl with questions, the Ou returned to the upper levels.

****

Bardock ate in the officer's dining hall with other commanders. Conversation swirled around the ouji, as rumors continued to run wild about his true condition.

"I hear he's got Voodian shingles" Queron stated, gulping his soup.

"Yasta" Yukk shook his head, drinking ale. "I don't buy that for a minute...although they say he's puffed out pretty good..."

Bardock was bursting with curiosity. "Puffed out?"

A female officer, Ursli, laughed. "Hai, like a fat buldoon they say...although no one's seen him for a couple of weeks."

Bardock frowned, stabbing a slab of meat. "Why would Vegeta be in such a state? It makes no sense!"

Even Nappa agreed. "Hai, his conditioning is always a marvel...I can hardly believe he'd let himself go."

Ursli agreed. "There must be a reason."

"I'm sure Vegeta will reveal it in time, although the mystery is perplexing" Queron added.

"Hn" Bardock ate his meat. Ursli watched him closely.

"That boy of yours is pretty, I must say."

Bardock quirked a grin. "Which one?"

Ursli cracked up. "The wild one that chased our prince. Kami, the boy's bold!"

"He is that."

"Kakarot, isn't it? Your youngest?"

"Hai, although sometimes I wonder if I got the wrong chibi."

Ursli gobbled her pickled snake tails. "Hardly, the brat's your image for certain...without that delightful scar you sport, of course. So things have cooled with our controversial couple, hmm?"

Queron snickered. "They've broken up, witch. Do you plan to use the opportunity?"

She winked at Bardock. "Oh, I'd give the boy a run for his money...he'd be ruined for anyone else!"

Bardock eyed her slyly. "I don't doubt it" Ursli wasn't bad on the eyes at all.

Nappa cracked a bone. "I'm still curious about Vegeta's strange condition...apparently it hasn't incapacitated him, yet he doesn't want to be seen."

"He's got something to hide" Queron snuffed.

"There's another possibility" Ursli gave a devilish grin. "Vegeta's line is _ooblake_ (child bearing). You don't think??"

"Don't even go there" Queron grunted in denial. Nappa just laughed.

"It's just a thought" Ursli shrugged.

Bardock fell silent.

****

Another three days of mystery. The Ou had reached the limits of his patience. Bardock entered his private chambers from a secret access panel.

"Vegeta, I think we should locate the prince" Bardock always guarded his words, mindful of stray ears.

"Hn, I'm fed up with this silly chase."

"It's so obvious I didn't think of it earlier. If we concentrate we can pinpoint his ki."

"I've tried that. He keeps moving around and suppressing it."

"He has to rest and eat sometime. If we coordinate our efforts..."

The Ou nodded. "Good idea. Let's try it."

****

It took nearly half a day, but their efforts paid off. In silence they slipped through quiet corridors of the castle, ignoring curious looks from servants. The time for subtlety was over.

The Ou nodded in concert with Bardock. "Ingenious. His old playroom!"

"Appropriate, since he's been playing with everyone."

They went inside. A startled Vegeta no Ouji leaped to his feet from an ottoman. He held a book in his hands.

The Ou and Bardock stared in shock. The ouji's loose robe couldn't conceal a considerable midriff bulge. Not huge, but enough to stoke curiosity...

"Vegeta."

"Father! What brings you here?"

The Ou stepped forward, staring. "I could ask you the same thing. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Why are you here, Bardock?"

The commander was silent a moment. "I'm here at your father's request."

The ouji could only stare in open curiosity.

"Never mind that, we were tracing your ki" the Ou answered shortly. "I demand answers, boy. Why have you gone into hiding?"

"I had a personal problem to resolve-"

"Would this be the problem?" the Ou pointed at his son's uncharacteristic bulge. Vegeta flushed red.

"I...needed some time alone to think-"

"About what? Do I need to guess why?!"

Bardock made a strange face. "He smells different...his body is changed."

The ouji gawked. "How could you possibly sense all that-"

The Ou stood in front of his son, frowning. "He senses what I sense...fool!!"

Vegeta turned away. "If you'll excuse me. I was reading, and-"

The Ou grabbed him. "Verne du'sca ge chibi!" (You're having a child!)

Vegeta looked away momentarily. "Hai, father..."

"Idiot!! There'll be no ovees in this palace, Vegeta!"

"Strange...I was under the impression there already were" Vegeta enjoyed the expression on Bardock's face.

The Ou slapped him. "I'll brook no insolence, even from you. Who is the father?"

Vegeta's jaw set in stone. "I have no idea."

"Liar! Did you plan to hide until the birth?"

"Hai, and walk the halls with a new chibi" Bardock added, glaring.

"Chibis" Vegeta corrected him.

"What?!" Bardock and the Ou echoed.

"I'm having twins."

The Ou cursed for a full minute. Even Vegeta winced at the barrage of names.

"That won't change anything, father!"

"Fuck no, but I feel better...especially with my son acting like a slut!"

Vegeta flushed scarlet. "You dare-"

"I dare anything as your King. Now what? There'll be no bastard heirs, Vegeta. You'll do the right thing!"

The ouji snorted. "I have a list of potential suitors who would claim the chibis by royal decree."

"Is that what you've spent your time doing?" Bardock wanted to know.

"Why should I answer you, Bardock?" Vegeta was smug. "It's not as if we're _netarri_ (related), ne?" a snicker.

"Brat" Bardock growled.

"You'll answer me then" the Ou interjected quickly. "Compile your list, and then we'll make plans as quickly as possible-"

So engrossed were the three saiyans they never sensed the presense of another as he entered the chamber in surprise.

"So this is where the party is."

Bardock blabbered in shock. "Kakarot, what in Kami are you doing here?!"

"I got tired of all the idiotic rumors about Vegeta and thought I'd check it out" Kakarot shrugged. "Tracing your ki was fairly easy...I simply went for the highest power levels. Everything seemed to be concentrated in this portion of the castle."

"This is none of your buisness, Kakarot" the ouji snapped. "Leave!"

"Not until I have answers."

"Contrary to popular opinion, I don't have to answer anything."

Kakarot folded his arms in concentration, staring.

"Vegeta's right" the Ou began. "You have no reason to be here, brat. Return to your duties, and be grateful your King is forgiving."

Kakarot bowed briefly. "I meant no disrespect. I'm merely concerned about Vegeta. We might not have ended under the best of circumstances, but I still care."

The Ou snuffed. "Even so, this is a private conversation."

Kakarot glanced at Bardock. "What brings you here, father?"

"I was with the Ou, and-"

"OH, I understand" mischevious black eyes lit up.

"Asshole!! That isn't what I meant-"

"Enough of this, Kakarot" the Ou waved them to silence. "You may speak to Vegeta when we're done here."

"Excuse me, but I have a say in this" the ouji glared at them all. Kakarot looked at him closely, his eyes hard now.

"Why are you fat?"

Vegeta spluttered, turning beet red. "Wha-where'd that come from?"

The tall saiyan closed the distance between them, looking down. "You're getting fat. Why?"

"None of your damn buisness. Now get the fug out!!"

Kakarot didn't move, his face going through a variety of expressions. Bardock and the Ou watched in apprehension.

"What means this silence?" the King demanded.

The ouji glanced at him. "Father, I'll talk to Kakarot. Otherwise we'll never get this dolt out of here without a fight."

"Hn. So be it, Vegeta. But remember what I said" he nodded at Bardock.

Kakarot watched them leave. "Did I interrupt anything?"

****

Bardock stalked ahead of the King down quiet corridors.

"Wait, Bardock. Why are you so angry?!" the Ou insisted.

The commander stopped abruptly. "Between my own instincts and what I'm sensing I don't know what to think."

The King stared behind them. "You don't mean..."

"Be quiet a minute and use your instincts!"

Vegeta frowned in concentration before cursing once more. Bardock snatched his Ou down the corridors before he was overheard.

****

Vegeta paced across the room. "Now what is it you want, Kakarot. I was spending a quiet evening before an avalanche of noise disrupted my peace."

Kakarot took his hand. "Vegeta, please talk to me."

A deep sigh. "Come on, sit over here" the ouji pointed at a soft couch. Kakarot followed him quietly, plopping down alongside. Vegeta positioned himself carefully.

"Stop staring at me!"

Black eyes were soft under long lashes. "Vegeta, I can't explain it, but you're beautiful...almost glowing. And you smell fantastic."

"Don't start, Kakarot" dark eyes looked down momentarily. "We've both moved on..."

"Have we, Vegeta? Not a day goes by that I don't think about you."

"Stop."

"I can't" Kakarot said with feeling. The two saiyans were silent for long moments, looking into each other's eyes.

Vegeta felt the blood pound in his head. Feelings he'd shoved aside rushed through him suddenly, heating his flesh.

Kakarot inhaled the sweet spicy scent of his true love, wanting to say much but unable to, overwhelmed by a sudden feeling of...

"Vegeta?"

"H..hai..."

A strong hand brushed the ouji's cheek. "May I kiss you?"

Vegeta was caught between pride and passion. "You shouldn't, Kakarot. Nothing has changed-"

"That isn't true...you're different, and I don't just mean your size. When I arrived here I sensed several ki, more than what I could account for."

Vegeta fidgeted with his loose robes. "I don't know what you mean."

Kakarot went silent again, frowning. Dark eyes sparked with odd intensity before widening in comprehension, awe.

Vegeta nearly panicked, sensing the direction of his thoughts. "I told you to stop staring at me!!"

Kakarot felt a rush of passion as he sensed it..._them._ It was there, a spark. Two small ki surrounded by Vegeta's.

"Ve...ge...ta..." strong arms encircled the ouji. The prince struggled to free himself.

"Let go of me!!"

"Never!" he grabbed Vegeta into a passionate kiss. /Not now.../

Vegeta continued to struggle. /Especially now!/

/No.../

Lips pulled free with a smack. "I love you..."

Vegeta heaved. "No..."

Another kiss. "Yes!"

Kakarot pressed Vegeta backwards as they continued to kiss frantically.

"You mustn't love me" the ouji breathed in his ear.

"Why didn't you tell me!" Kakarot stroked the thick flame of reddish black hair.

"What good would it have done?" the ouji panted, his face flush with heat. "I must mate an elite-"

"Not with my babies you won't!!" Kakarot shook him hard.

"Kakarot!" Vegeta stared in shock.

"I mean it" the tall saiyan snarled.

"Who says they're yours?" Vegeta snapped, a last attempt at denial.

Kakarot's face darkened in fury before he smiled. "Do you think I'm a fool? I sense their ki, feel their blood. Mine!!"

"I..." Vegeta faltered, lips moving in silence.

"I want to make love to you" Kakarot purred, nuzzling. Vegeta closed his eyes.

"Shit."

They kissed with fire now, tails coiling. Vegeta pulled Kakarot to the floor as lust burned away reason.

****

Two older saiyans were using reason as opposed to lust, at least for the time being. Bardock had already downed a jug of ale and was working on a second. The Ou paced in his private chambers.

"This is no time to panic, Bardock."

"No? I sensed two small ki inside Vegeta!"

The Ou grimaced. "It's too late for blame now-"

"You're damn right it is!"

The King poured himself a drink as well. "Vegeta didn't reveal the father voluntarily..."

"Who gives a qoon's ass?!" Bardock snapped. "You and I both know those are Kakarot's get, else we never would have sensed them!!"

Vegeta Ou rubbed his eyes. "I think my skull just burst."

"That's the least of your worries. They're brothers, for Kami's sake! Think what it could mean for the chibis-"

"It means nothing!!" the Ou bellowed. "None of our brats have kink tails, and are perfectly elite in form and coloring!"

"That isn't the point..."

"What is the point, Bardock? We aren't brothers!"

The commander was silent a moment. "No, but almost-"

"That's enough. Now is the time to plan, before Vegeta is too far along. A public bonding ceremony is in order...the public will accept no less."

"You have a propensity for cloak and dagger, Vegeta. I prefer a simpler approach."

"I was raised with the subtlety of politics, Bardock. A necessary evil for a royal."

"Shimatta. I need another bottle of ale" Bardock complained, holding his head.

"A gallon won't be enough, Bardock."

"Then get more. I'm too damn young to be a grandfather!!"

The Ou tilted a jug to his own lips. "Hn, I'll need a few more of these myself!"

****

Kakarot's armor lay in a loose pile on the carpet. He and Vegeta lay twined on the floor, using the ouji's own robe as a blanket.

They purred contentedly in the afterglow of lovemaking. Vegeta ran his fingers through Kakarot's thick mop, eyes shining with affection.

"I never stopped loving you."

Kakarot grinned. "I know, Vegeta. You're terrible at hiding your feelings."

Vegeta frowned. "Hn...and what will you tell your little boyfriend?"

Kakarot blinked in surprise. "What? You know about Lergis?"

"I made it my buisness to know about everyone who approached you."

A snicker. "Checking up on me?"

Strong hands petted bronzed skin. "Of course-"

"So you still considered me yours, then."

Vegeta flushed. "I didn't say that exactly..."

"You didn't have to. Shall we make it official?"

The Ouji nipped his throat. "Hai...I want no one else."

Soft kiss. "Nor do I."

Kiss. "Father's going to have a fit, you know."

Kiss. "We can handle him."

Kiss. "You're impossible, Kakarot...but you make me crazy anyway."

Kiss. "I know...and Vegeta?"

"Hn?"
"You look real sexy all round like this-" Kakarot smiled, massaging Vegeta's belly.

The ouji blushed. "Stop rubbing me! I'm not a damn good luck charm!!"

"Lucky for me, anyway" Kakarot licked his lips. "Just like a ripe melon. Nice and fat!"


Vegeta punched him in the ribs. "I'm not fat!!"

THE END