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A King with Chaos

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It wasn't that Caradoc was insecure. He was rather secure, actually. It was just that everything that he had thought he would have in life he had never actually gotten. He had thought he would be Prince (back before his father's ill-fated attempt to rid the palace of the annoying older brother infestation) after Vegeta's disappearance he had thought he would be king. After Vegeta stormed the palace, flashed his shiny ass and banished him to the filthy third class he had thought he would get revenge.

He was no prince, no king and had no revenge. He was a smelly third-class warrior that looked somewhat like the King and was mated to a half-breed who had no idea what he was doing to himself. A half-breed moron that had mated himself to two full-blooded Saiyans.

Caradoc should have juilleilled himself. It would have been the truly honorable thing to do. To end this farce of an existence before someone bigger than him got a hold of it and started pointing fingers and laughing. But then, he found out that his moronic mate was actually a time/dimension-hopping half-breed and his twin brothers were uber-powerful geniuses with too much time on their hands.

These facts, that Gohan himself was also powerful, that he was from an entirely different world (one that Caradoc would be going to it seemed) and that in that other world there were no Saiyans like here...seemed to be a bit of a comfort to him actually. The Vegeta of that world was not King, he did not even know that Caradoc was supposed to be his brother and therefore could not possibly hate him the way Vegeta hated him here. (Not that he gave a shit one way or the other, but getting banished again was not on the high side of his list of things he wanted to do.)

Also, Goten promised that if he behaved himself that he would show him some 'world-class freaks' including 'an idiot who screamed "My eyes! My eyes!" when he saw Mom and Dad' a 'Bald guy with no nose' a 'cross breed between a harpy and a banshee with an unusually long life' and 'a clown-loving egomaniac with three eyes.'

It sounded promising.

Well, at the moment, it didn't really sound anything, other than Gohan's whimpering little breaths as a beautiful blush spread over the bridge of his nose and his cheekbones. He sucked in a breath as Caradoc looked at him and shifted, pushing deeper into Gohan's warmth.

Another whimper. Gohan's arms were shaking, but they stayed above his head, and his legs were curled around Caradoc's sides, he shivered everywhere and breathed out his long whimpering whines. Not that Caradoc killed, he liked torturing his mate with his stillness. (Yes, the family stubbornness came in handy.) But it was time to move this along.

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"Hey, 'Geta," Goten said--in english--"Why do I always get stuck delivering people's babies?" He just now realized that he had been at the birth of most of his siblings. He delivered his own kid--both of them actually--he delivered part of the three new ones, he was now delivering these kids. He didn't consider himself that knowledgable about the nature of childbirth.

"Because you're generally the reason that the person got pregnant in the first place," was his brother's answer. 'Geta was doing towel-duty. Which meant it was his responsiblity to keep clean cool towels to wipe off Kakarot's face, and clean, dry ones for the babies. His job was simple. Goten's job was trying to figure out if Kakarot was going to manage to get the babies out without killing himself.

"It's been hours," the King said. He had left the bed after he realized that Kakarot was both capable and inclined to strangle him. "Why aren't they here yet?"

"Asshole!" Kakarot snapped, "It's not like you can just 'poof' and they're here!"

Vegeta, the King, then, kept his mouth shut and glowered from his part of the room. His arms were crossed over his chest, and there was the strange sense of non-reality (at least for Goten who was used to the opposite reactions from his parents.)

"It's okay, Kaki," he said, "You should push on the next contraction, okay?" He felt stupid. He was trying to be reassurring. But he had the sense that he wasn't succeeding in that attempt.

"Push what?!" was the response.

'Geta cracked a smirk at him. Goten ignored it. "You have to push the babies out, Kakarot. Just focus your energy down here," he put his hand against the hot skin and nodded at him. "Okay, way down here and push. Hopefully some instinct will work."

Right. Why'd his mother have to be so fucking good at giving birth? It was like all along, the Great Prince of All Saiyans had jsut been waiting for someone to drug him with hormone therapy so he could get pregnant and show off his excellent instincts.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Kakarot screamed, he curled his hands up in the sheets again, ripped them more, and this time, actually did push. It looked like it hurt like hell. (Oh, Goten was never so thankful that Trunks had decided to be the momma than he was in that moment.)

"Oh, good!" he said cheerfully when the moment finally passed, and Kakarot glared at him. If he had the focus he probably would have shot a energy beam straight through Goten's head.

'Geta shook his head. "Do we have a time limit?" he asked in english. "Until it becomes necessary to go to plan b?"

Goten sighed. Thought over it in his head. They first boy (Gatta--he wondered if he would give up his throne again or if the difference in his birth would allow him to remain king) was in place. As long as Kakarot managed another good push or three, the baby should be born naturally and no C-section would be necessary.

"Owowowowowowowow," Kakarot said again, panted and this time, instead of wasting his energy screaming, he grit his teeth and bore down--hard--proving that instinct (however buried) still existed in him. The king moved closer, peaking over Goten's shoulder to watch.

The moment lasted forever--itays ays seemed that way--but when it was over, there was the head of Kakarot (and the King's) first born. Eyes closed, face impassive, and Kakarot panted hard and fast. Another contraction immediately followed the first. Goten took a towel from his brother and assisted by gently pulling.

Kakarot began to glow, the room grew hot and filled with static electricity. The baby was born just before the limit break of power was reached, and the glow faded away.

The King was in shock. He just stood there. Mouth open. Dumbfounded.

"Right," Goten said, he clamped the umbilical cord and cut it, handed the wet and wiggling little boy to his brother who immediately carried the newborn heir over to the table they had set up and cleaned him off.

"...don't I get to see him?" Kakarot asked, watched 'Geta with his son and his lower lip stuck out and started wobbling like he was going to burst into tears any moment.

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"Shit, shit shit shit shit shit shitshitsitshitshitshit!" Presta yelled. She kicked the box that she had been sitting on, taking immense pleasure when it exploded in a spray of splinters. The men of Red's 3rd class corp were slowing moving away from her. She didn't blame them. She was pissed, she was glowing and everyone here knew that she was Red's.

Red's what, they did not know.

But it had been fucking TWENTY FOUR FUCKING HOURS! Since her father left her here and she was less that thrilled to realize this. In fact, she was pissed. More so by the fact that her grandmother had looked at her this morning and told her point-blank:

"You're pregnant."

As if that had not been enough of a shock. (She was fifteen! FIFTEEN!~ She did not need to be breeding when she wasn't even old enough to drive a car!) Her grandmotfollfollowed up with:

"Do you even know who's it is, Presta?"

Disgusting wasn't it, that she didn't know which one was the father. It could very well be Gohan's but she didn't realize when she had gotten pregnant (her father told her that she should have realized it) but Caradoc had been the last one to fuck her.

So she miserably told her grandmother she didn't know. Then promptly left her presence. Kicked the poor box and glared at the rest of the camp, wanting them to come and start some shit or another so she could beat the crap out of them.

Thus far however nobody seemed inclined to fight her. They were shrinking away. Just as well, she felt like she could kill someone today. Really totally destroy them. It seemed like a good idea, and yet, as she flopped back on the remaining box, she figured that it was the worst idea yet.

Tears brimmed in her eyes and she felt deeply ashamed of herself. Because she had no idea who's baby it was that was growing inside of her. One of the two, she consoled herself, and she was more or less mated to them both. But what was she supposed to say to everyone: Oh, yeah, pregnant, don't know who's it is though. Right. That would go over so fucking great wouldn't it?

Red was disappointed in her. Trunks would probably tell her it was alright, her father wouldn't give a damn one way or another (he was such a whore himself anyway) and her uncle...'Geta wouldn't care. He would tell her that it wasn't that bad, that it was natural.

Grandma would disappointed in her. Grandpa wouldn't care. Red cared. Bardock probably cared.

"Oh, get up already. We certainly didn't raise you to cry your way through your problems." That was Red. She grabbed Presta by the wrist and gave her a sound glare. "I'm a prejudice old bitch, Presta. If you think Gohan's a good man than be proud of yourself. He claimed you even after he had another mate, girl. That means he wanted you just as much if not more."

Oh great.

"Don't let people push you down, little girl," Red said, shook her a little, "Don't you ever let them push you down."

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Kaki: Owwwwie!

Vegeta: Wow! I've got a son!

Goten: I think if I go blind I won't have to deliver any more babies. 'Geta hand me that hot poker.

Lil'Geta: Here you go.

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!~ Everyone. It's me, Card, pimping her new endeavor. (If you've been to the website you've seen this already but:) Goten's T-shirts (certain ones) are available to buy at www.cafepress.com/snarky2 Isn't that awesome? *evil genki grin*

Webtester:


Awwwww. I haven't gotten to Chap 14 yet. Dammit! I keep getting sidetracked. Hopefully I'll get it today. But I need to do another chap for Paths and Variations before I can do anything fun. *sob* But I am going to read it.

Macha:


Aw, Kaki's just being a wimp. He didn't want to go through the actual process of getting them out. *nods wisely* And no, I don't think Red has any idea who the hell Gohan is. Bardock does. Maybe he'll eventually tell her. *shrug*

Lenora:


lol. okay, so I knew it was some chapter...*sigh* As for Goten. If you mean DBZ's canon Goten I'm not sure. I think he was like 7 or so when the Buu thing happened. Trunks is a few years older than him. (however many years Goku was dead minus 9 months is how old Goten was for the Buu thing.) I, unfortunately, haven't seen that much of the series myself. *sob*

Thanks for reading folks! See ya next chappie. *grin*