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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
- 2-2
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- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-Last Chapter
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Chapter 16

His lower lip was dangerously quivering. Vegeta (king and now father) saw it before the idiot twins did, and he considered raising his hands to his ears to prevent the sound of yet more sobbing from making the headache worse. But the older of the idiots turned around and showed his son (he had a SON!) to Kakarot.

"Isn't he cute?" Goten said, he was still doing something (something that Vegeta had no interest in watching) but he looked up long enough to see his son's little face as he blinked his very first blinks and looked at his mother.

"Are you going to hold him?" the other Vegeta asked, holding out the newborn prince to Kakarot.

Vegeta had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach and a guilty/queasy one in his chest, because the first thing he thought of when Kakarot took their son was: 'The baka's going to drop it.' So he shook his head and thought again if it weren't be a better idea for him not to be here. This birthing nonsense was not appealing to him. In fact, while it had been inatinating to watch the child being pushed out of his mate, thinking back o mad made him sick.

"The next one," Goten said. He looked up at Kakarot from his place between his mate's legs. "You're going to need to push again with the contractions." Then he turned and looked at him. "You need to get over here and hold your son."

Thus the older twin took the newborn from his mother and handed him to Vegeta, patted him on the back and went back to his busy job of ing ing towels. He looked down at his son, who's little face was relaxing into someg thg that vaguely reminded him of Kakarot.

His son. He had a son. First he was made king by these trouble makers and now they just handed him his son. A son. Him, a man mated to another man and he was holding the heir to the throne of Vegeta-sei in his hands.

~~~***

"Caradoc..." he whined, arched his back and rolled his hips back against his mate's hips. His knees were shaking and his legs were sliding wetly along Caradoc's side. His body clenched down when Caradoc murmured something and shifted inside of him, leaning up and he felt the heat of his breath on his skin.

"Open your eyes, Gohan."

So he did, saw the damp spikes of hair falling down around his mate's face, and the grin on his face, felt the shifting again. Caradoc's eyes were dark brown, his cheeks were flushed. "Come on, Caradoc," he whined again. The muscles in his back were cramping as he tried to ease the ache and his shivering legs pressed hard against Caradoc's sides.
re wre was a smile and a hand went down his chest, pressed against his stomach for a moment then slid off him and Caradoc leaned down again, kissed him and started to move. It ached at first, he whimpered into the kiss and ran his hands down Caradoc's back digging his blunt fingernails into the skin. The even thrusts deep into him made his already shivering skin shake down to his muscles and he pulled away from the mouth on his.

He thought of his father then, insanely, and how very impatient he was all the time. Wondered if this sort of thing happened to him, and felt a growl in his throat.

He'd had enough of this torture.

~~~***

"What's wrong?" 'Geta asked. Goten was not moving, he was just silent and still and Kakarot had been pushing for a while but nothing was happening. Less than nothing. There hadn't been any movement at all for ten minutes now.

Goten looked at him finally and shook his head, as if rising out of deep trance. Then he looked back at Kakarot, put his hand on the still rounded bulge of his pregnany stomach, then licked his lips. "Vegeta we need to go to plan b."

'Geta (he hated that he referred to himself as 'Geta, but with the two other Vegetas in the room it became necessary) moved automatically, grabbing the alcohol swabs off the table and the needle. Goten got to his feet, crossed the room, turned the King and shoved him out of the room. The king went with little resistence.

When his brother came back he made short work of hooking Kakarot up to the small monitoring machine he had brought, then put in a IV (should the need to transfuse blood occur) Then he rolled Kakarot onto his side and took the swabs and needle from him.

"Hey!" Kakarot said.

Vegeta went around to his side of the bed. "We've got to get the second twin out, Kaki. He's not coming out on his own. You won't feel anything, Goten's going to numb you from the waist down."

"You're going to cut me open?" he squeaked. "And I'm going to be awake?"

Goten finished the epideral without even breaking a sweat. "It's safer this way. I can get the baby out with a small incision, Kakarot. He's smaller than his brother." But that was the only comfort his brother offered. The rest of his attention was taken up by the flurry of getting the necessary equipment put into place. Then he flipped the shirt up off Kaki's stomach and cast Vegeta one look.

If his brother's genius was ever to be truly amazing, he hoped like hell it would be today.

~~~***

Caradoc could not really claim to be surprised when he was rolled onto his back. It was more of a 'finally' sort of t tha than a 'gosh he looks aggressive.' Not to say that Caradoc liked it when he was shoved onto his back by a vaguely glowing larger Saiyan with twice as much power and half as pure blood.

But ancient bonds and all that. He cracked a smile, Gohan shoved his legs apart and moved between them, grinding their hips together until he grabbed his mate's steel-strong upper arms. His fingers slid on the sweat and he bit his lip as Gohan dropped his head down to suck on the claim mark on his shoulder.

It was too difficult to breath, he felt suffocated (and pleased to be suffocated.) His legs curled around Gohan and he jerked uselessly under him, each movement bringing another sharp stab of pleasure. Teeth pressed against the mark and he pushed his shoulder back against those teeth, whimpering for more, something.

Blindly Caradoc reached for the oil, felt it in his hand as a cool and solid distraction from the heat that was pressed agaihim him everywhere. His lungs sucked in a breath and his head was spinning from the fantastic mess they were making. He dragged the oil closer and pushed Gohan up off his shoulder long enough for his mate to figure out what the oil was for.

There was a brief blush, followed by the sound of the oil being unlidded, his legs were pushed open farther, he closed his eyes and rolled his head back, lifting his hips up and fingers pressed slickly against him, searching for the entrance to his body. They sank in, and Caradoc grit his teeth. Gohan rolled his fingers inside of him, shallowly thrusting them in and then pulled back, slicked his erection and took Caradoc's hips in his hands.

"Fuck..." he muttered.

Then Gohan drove into him in one thrust. It was a strange mix of rightness (damn bond) slight pain and the unbelievable inability to breath. His hands curled in the sheets, on Gohan's skin, in his hair, in his own hair. Anywhere he could reach, he shifted and wiggled, felt too full and too close again, tears were rolling down his face.

His mate's teeth came back to the mark, pressed down until he was quivering from the anticipation of that claim again, his hips rolled mindlessly back against the hardness buried in him. Then the teeth broke his skin and hands tightened on his hips, he felt the flow of his blood into G and and rubbed his erection furiously against the sweat-slicked stomach pressing down against him.

~~~***

It was another full day before her father showed up at Red's camp. He looked tired. Dead tired actually. She felt that she should cut him someck, ck, but having spent too long in the presence of her grandmother, her mind immediately associated her father with the general populace of male-pig-headed-morons that were trying to overrun their race.

He didn't even seem to notice she was hating him.

"Come on," Goten said.

"We leaving for good?" she demanded.

"Soon. Tomorrow maybe." He yawned. Right there in the middle of third-class camp with his grandmother looking, he yawned and fell down on his ass. Curled his hands up in fists and rubbed his eyes like he was a two year old. "Come on, Presta. I need sleep."

"Why?" she asked.

He rolled his head back, his mouth was hanging open (looked as if drool might begin to form) and then he blinked a lot, tried to look awake and failed miserably at this attempt. "C-section," he said, "No sleep. Too tired. Why talking?"

"Fine baby," she said. Then his hand curled around his and she had a few minutes to wonder if it was such a good idea for him to be ITing them anywhere when he was so desperately exhausted. But this worry only had a few seconds to materialize and by the time it had, they were already in the palace.

Once there, naturally, her father fell to sleep faster than he could climb onto the bed and not even the sharp thud of his head hitting the floor was enough to wake him up again. (Her uncle Vegeta was snoring on the bed, with his head in a plate of food, so she assumed they had seperated themselves in an attempt to stay awake.)

With a sigh, she left that room, walked down the empty hallways (it was nightime here) to where Caradoc and Gohan were (you could tell by smelsmell) and pushed that door open. The anklet that she had yet to figure out how to get off beeped and the barrier her dear father had built around the room buzzed happily to know that all three of its captives had returned.

Caradoc was snoring on the bed, rolled half onto his side with his shoulder (recently rebitten) where she could plainly see it. Gohan was pouting. But when he saw her it apparently brightened his day to no end because he hopped out of bed and came over to her, didn't even say hi or how are you doing or anything, just grabbed her around the waist and kissed her hard.

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Gohan: *meep* I miss my books.

Goten: *snore*

King Vegeta: Gasp! I have two sons right? Nobody said!

Lil'Geta: *food on face snore*

Kaki: *Whimper* I got a cut!~

Gasp! The next chappie is the last one. Yay! (Well, yay in the sense that I finished another one.)

Siiiiigh. I need to work on Paths and get it done. *sigh* I also need to respond to folks. I'm going to do that in the next chapter I swear.

But for now: http://www.cafepress.com/snarky2 For T-shirts! e-mail me if want a specific one of Goten's shirts that's not on there of if you want one of the sayings on a shirt the sayisn'isn't on. *lives to please other folks* Dontcha wanna buy one? *whimper*
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