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Adult ++
Chapters:
15
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3
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Chapter 15 Epilogue
I do not own the rights to DBZ so please don
I do not own the rights to DBZ so please don’t sue me!!
Many thanks for all the reviews from everyone! *glomp*
This is the ending I'm sad to announce. There might be side
stories for this, but I'm not for sure yet.
From the inside epilogue-SDPG-SSM
The dirty dishes were staked, and the cake demolished.
Makaio’s first birthday party was a splendid mess of epic proportions. Goten
sat under the shade of the old tree in the meadow watching everyone else have
fun. Leilani was trying her hardest to knock Grandpa Goku off his feet, while
Vegeta was trying to teach his one-year-old grandson some ki trick that was way
to advance for Makaio to comprehend. Bulma, Gohan and the girls cleaned up the
wrapping paper from presents while the ever-quiet Piccolo watched from his
secluded location beside the house.
“What are you doing up here by yourself?”
“I could ask you the same thing Tru-chan.” Goten
grinned, turning his head slightly to see his koi sit down beside him.
The year changed them a lot. Parenthood took its toll on
the young demis, but it brought them closer together. The nightmare of the day
Makaio was born was slowly slipping into a forgotten memory. The house had to be
remodeled after all the blood and gore was cleaned. Trunks did not like the
thought of bringing his new family home to it. The holes that ki blasts made
were patched, walls painted to cover the blood stains and the whole master
bedroom gutted and refurnished over again. Goten and the kids stayed at Capsule
Corp until the remodeling was finish, giving ample time for Goten to heal his
broken ribs and C-section incision.
“What a day! I bet Makaio will sleep like a rock
tonight.” Goten nodded in agreement, watching his son wobble on his legs
towards his Grandmother.
“Don’t get any ideas, Trunks.”
“Oh come on Goten! I haven’t gotten anything in two
months!” Trunks protested loudly, a frown slipping on to his lips. Ever since
Makaio was born, their love lives suffered immensely, but they still found time
when they shipped the kids off to one of the grandparents’ houses. Who could
resists the cute little chibis? Leilani would spend her time training with her
grandfather’s, while the little heartbreaker to be would be pampered by Bulma
during the week and roughed housed on the weekend by both Vegeta and Goku.
Makaio was a good baby, but kept Goten and Trunks on their
toes all the time. Hd thd the laid back attitude of Goten, but had a spitfire
temper like his grandsire Vegeta. Dark eyes gradually changed to dark sapphire
blue, while the lavender highlights in his tail became more noticeable. What
really grabbed people’s attention was the wild spike of lavender that was
nestled within the ebon spikes that fell around Makaio’s eyes. There was no
doubt about it; Makgot got both of his parents’ good looks.
“I’m sorry Trunks. I’ve had my mind on other
things.” Goten finally answered, his voice an apologetic whisper. Trunks
shifted himself behind Goten, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him back
to lean against his chest.
“It’s alright Chibi. What’s got your attention
now?” Trunks asked before kissing Goten’s temple and nuzzling his nose into
the chaotic ebony hair.
“How much our lives have changed in such a short period
of time.”
“But it’s been all good Goten. I wouldn’t trade a
moment of it. I could probably do without some of the sleepless nights with the
baby, but I’ve loved it all.”
“So have I. It’s going to be awhile before we’ll have
our lives back you know.”
“Yes. But we can wait another eighteen years to have our
fun.” Goten stiffened in his lover’s arms at the thought.
“You said eighteen?”
“Yeah I did. You know when Makaio graduates from school
we can kick him out.” Trunks snickered lightly, still noticing the tension
Goten was still holding.
“That’s not nice Tru-chan.”
“What’s eating you? You’ve been nervous and secluded
almost all week. Did you have a nightmare again?” Trunks asked concern laced
in his voice. The first few months after the attempted rape, Goten suffered from
nightmares almost nightly, calling out for Trunks, whimpering in his sleep. It
also didn’t help when the television reports would put the rapists pictures on
the news, all five men missing, never to be found. It took all of Trunks’ will
to not hunt up the Dragon Balls and wish the bastards back to just kill them
again.
“No, I haven’t had one of those in a while.”
“Then what is it baby? I worry about you when you get
like this.”
“It’s nothing. Why should I have you worrying over
something that even I don’t know for sure.”
“What are you talking about? Did you get that music deal?
You know we’ve talked it over before Goten. What ever makes you happy makes me
happy.” Trunks hugged his koi closer, finally feeling him relax back against
him again.
“You love me right?” Trunks rolled his eyes, sitting up
and turning Goten around so he could see him face to face.
“What kind of question is that? There is no denying my
love for you Chibi.” The statement was punctuated with a kiss and a soft
caress of Goten’s cheeks.
“I didn’t mean to question our love Trunks. Gah! I’ve
been meaning for the last week to talk to you alone, but we’ve been so busy
lately.”
“Now we have time alone, so out with it before I tickle
it out of you.” Trunks watched as Goten stood up, digging around in his pants
pocket for something.
“Here.” Goten thrusted the object into Trunks’ hand
before turning back around and watching Leilani doing loops just above Goku’s
head. Trunks frowned, flipping the white plastic square around in his hands,
studying it intently.
“What is it? Have you been in Mom’s lab again?”
Trunks quirked an eyebrow in question.
“No, I learned my lesson the last time I was in there.”
“Then what is it?”
“You’re a genius just like Bulma is, figure it out.”
Goten snipped, keeping his eyes on his family. The lavender haired prince
continued to frown as he looked at the object.
“Hey you guys. I’m going home soon, just thought I’d
come up here and tell you. What you got there Trunks? A pregnancy test? Why do
you have one of…Goten?” Gohan turned his gaze towards his brother to see
Goten turning on his heels with a sheepish grin on his face.
“Ummmm, surprise?” Goten squeaked out. The young prince
stared at the test then back at Goten, eyes wide in surprise.
“Tru-chan?” Goten came closer, waving a hand in front
of Trunks’ face.
“He’s taking it better then the first time, that’s
for sure.” Gohan chuckled at the shocked demi still sitting on the ground.
“That’s a bonus. I didn’t feel like trying to pick up
his fainting ass.” Goten laughed out, both brothers walking down the small
hill towards the house.
“I’m going to be a Daddy again.” Trunks whispered,
looking at the test.
“I’m going to be a Daddy!” He shouted loudly,
everyone stopped to look over at Trunks who promptly fainted to the ground after
his loud celebration.
“Well, atleast the ground was soft.” Goten smiled,
rubbing his abdomen absently. Yes, there was going to be a new addition to the
family in seven months.
*~*~* The End *~*~*
I do not own the rights to DBZ so please don’t sue me!!
Many thanks for all the reviews from everyone! *glomp*
This is the ending I'm sad to announce. There might be side
stories for this, but I'm not for sure yet.
From the inside epilogue-SDPG-SSM
The dirty dishes were staked, and the cake demolished.
Makaio’s first birthday party was a splendid mess of epic proportions. Goten
sat under the shade of the old tree in the meadow watching everyone else have
fun. Leilani was trying her hardest to knock Grandpa Goku off his feet, while
Vegeta was trying to teach his one-year-old grandson some ki trick that was way
to advance for Makaio to comprehend. Bulma, Gohan and the girls cleaned up the
wrapping paper from presents while the ever-quiet Piccolo watched from his
secluded location beside the house.
“What are you doing up here by yourself?”
“I could ask you the same thing Tru-chan.” Goten
grinned, turning his head slightly to see his koi sit down beside him.
The year changed them a lot. Parenthood took its toll on
the young demis, but it brought them closer together. The nightmare of the day
Makaio was born was slowly slipping into a forgotten memory. The house had to be
remodeled after all the blood and gore was cleaned. Trunks did not like the
thought of bringing his new family home to it. The holes that ki blasts made
were patched, walls painted to cover the blood stains and the whole master
bedroom gutted and refurnished over again. Goten and the kids stayed at Capsule
Corp until the remodeling was finish, giving ample time for Goten to heal his
broken ribs and C-section incision.
“What a day! I bet Makaio will sleep like a rock
tonight.” Goten nodded in agreement, watching his son wobble on his legs
towards his Grandmother.
“Don’t get any ideas, Trunks.”
“Oh come on Goten! I haven’t gotten anything in two
months!” Trunks protested loudly, a frown slipping on to his lips. Ever since
Makaio was born, their love lives suffered immensely, but they still found time
when they shipped the kids off to one of the grandparents’ houses. Who could
resists the cute little chibis? Leilani would spend her time training with her
grandfather’s, while the little heartbreaker to be would be pampered by Bulma
during the week and roughed housed on the weekend by both Vegeta and Goku.
Makaio was a good baby, but kept Goten and Trunks on their
toes all the time. Hd thd the laid back attitude of Goten, but had a spitfire
temper like his grandsire Vegeta. Dark eyes gradually changed to dark sapphire
blue, while the lavender highlights in his tail became more noticeable. What
really grabbed people’s attention was the wild spike of lavender that was
nestled within the ebon spikes that fell around Makaio’s eyes. There was no
doubt about it; Makgot got both of his parents’ good looks.
“I’m sorry Trunks. I’ve had my mind on other
things.” Goten finally answered, his voice an apologetic whisper. Trunks
shifted himself behind Goten, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him back
to lean against his chest.
“It’s alright Chibi. What’s got your attention
now?” Trunks asked before kissing Goten’s temple and nuzzling his nose into
the chaotic ebony hair.
“How much our lives have changed in such a short period
of time.”
“But it’s been all good Goten. I wouldn’t trade a
moment of it. I could probably do without some of the sleepless nights with the
baby, but I’ve loved it all.”
“So have I. It’s going to be awhile before we’ll have
our lives back you know.”
“Yes. But we can wait another eighteen years to have our
fun.” Goten stiffened in his lover’s arms at the thought.
“You said eighteen?”
“Yeah I did. You know when Makaio graduates from school
we can kick him out.” Trunks snickered lightly, still noticing the tension
Goten was still holding.
“That’s not nice Tru-chan.”
“What’s eating you? You’ve been nervous and secluded
almost all week. Did you have a nightmare again?” Trunks asked concern laced
in his voice. The first few months after the attempted rape, Goten suffered from
nightmares almost nightly, calling out for Trunks, whimpering in his sleep. It
also didn’t help when the television reports would put the rapists pictures on
the news, all five men missing, never to be found. It took all of Trunks’ will
to not hunt up the Dragon Balls and wish the bastards back to just kill them
again.
“No, I haven’t had one of those in a while.”
“Then what is it baby? I worry about you when you get
like this.”
“It’s nothing. Why should I have you worrying over
something that even I don’t know for sure.”
“What are you talking about? Did you get that music deal?
You know we’ve talked it over before Goten. What ever makes you happy makes me
happy.” Trunks hugged his koi closer, finally feeling him relax back against
him again.
“You love me right?” Trunks rolled his eyes, sitting up
and turning Goten around so he could see him face to face.
“What kind of question is that? There is no denying my
love for you Chibi.” The statement was punctuated with a kiss and a soft
caress of Goten’s cheeks.
“I didn’t mean to question our love Trunks. Gah! I’ve
been meaning for the last week to talk to you alone, but we’ve been so busy
lately.”
“Now we have time alone, so out with it before I tickle
it out of you.” Trunks watched as Goten stood up, digging around in his pants
pocket for something.
“Here.” Goten thrusted the object into Trunks’ hand
before turning back around and watching Leilani doing loops just above Goku’s
head. Trunks frowned, flipping the white plastic square around in his hands,
studying it intently.
“What is it? Have you been in Mom’s lab again?”
Trunks quirked an eyebrow in question.
“No, I learned my lesson the last time I was in there.”
“Then what is it?”
“You’re a genius just like Bulma is, figure it out.”
Goten snipped, keeping his eyes on his family. The lavender haired prince
continued to frown as he looked at the object.
“Hey you guys. I’m going home soon, just thought I’d
come up here and tell you. What you got there Trunks? A pregnancy test? Why do
you have one of…Goten?” Gohan turned his gaze towards his brother to see
Goten turning on his heels with a sheepish grin on his face.
“Ummmm, surprise?” Goten squeaked out. The young prince
stared at the test then back at Goten, eyes wide in surprise.
“Tru-chan?” Goten came closer, waving a hand in front
of Trunks’ face.
“He’s taking it better then the first time, that’s
for sure.” Gohan chuckled at the shocked demi still sitting on the ground.
“That’s a bonus. I didn’t feel like trying to pick up
his fainting ass.” Goten laughed out, both brothers walking down the small
hill towards the house.
“I’m going to be a Daddy again.” Trunks whispered,
looking at the test.
“I’m going to be a Daddy!” He shouted loudly,
everyone stopped to look over at Trunks who promptly fainted to the ground after
his loud celebration.
“Well, atleast the ground was soft.” Goten smiled,
rubbing his abdomen absently. Yes, there was going to be a new addition to the
family in seven months.
*~*~* The End *~*~*