Dragonball Extreme

Gohan yawned and stretched out on the bed. He looked around sleepily but didn\'t see a clock anywhere. His internal clock was telling him that it was mid-afternoon, but he couldn\'t believe he\'d slept that long.
A sound at the door startled him, and he sat up quickly. Lady Macbeth stepped into the room.

\"Feeling better?\" she asked.

\"A little,\" Gohan said. \"I\'m getting kind of hungry, so I must be feeling a bit better at least.\" He managed a weak grin.

\"You\'re half saiya-jin, Gohan. If you weren\'t hungry by now you\'d probably be dead.\" Lady Macbeth smiled at him.

Gohan laughed, then looked at her. \"How did you know I\'m half saiya-jin? Did my mom or dad say something about it?\"

Lady Macbeth shook her head. \"No, they didn\'t. I\'ve just kept tabs on the different races residing on Earth and their population densities. A little hobby of mine, I guess. It\'s something that\'s always fascinated me.\"

Gohan looked amazed. \"That\'s awesome. I didn\'t think there were many people who even knew that saiya-jin exist any more, let alone that we\'re on Earth.\"

\"Well, the others will want to see you after a bit, so why don\'t you come have some lunch? Bulma and ChiChi went back to Capsule Corp bee Bue Bulma said she had some things to take care of, and Vegeta flew off on his own little endeavors. Something about getting away for a while.\" A twinkle in her eye let on that she knew more than she was telling, but she didn\'t elaborate. \"Trunks and Goten are out back in the yard with the girls and your dad. Tales is there too, but I think he\'s more interd ind in staying out of sight than seeing you.\"

Gohan frowned. \"That\'s fine, I wasn\'t looking forward to seeing him anyway; I don\'t even know why he\'s hanging around with the others. What about Piccolo? I thought I sensed his ki earlier.\"

\"You did,\" Lady Macbeth said. \"He\'s out back as well...being himself.\"

Gohan grinned. \"At least that\'s one person I can count on never changing.\"

*

Bulma and ChiChi approached Capsule Corp in their borrowed Capsule Car, chatting offhandedly about different things, each trying to keep their mind off of Gohan and the troubles from the previous couple days. Their efforts were futile, however, as they were suddenly brought back to reality by the sound of an angry mob of people. Capsule Corp\'s secured compound was completely surrounded by people, from rioters to journalists to the casual onlooker, as well as many uniformed police trying to control the chaos.

\"What the hell!\" ChiChi shouted.

\"I\'m not even going to attempt going through that mess,\" Bulma said. Her face was set in a determined look. \"Dad built a back way in a long time ago, when Capsule Corp first started making news; we\'ll go in that way.\" She turned the car around and headed down the block.

They approached the secret entrance in an alleyway and were relieved to see that no one had discovered it\'s existence yet. Bulma popped the car back into its capsule and led ChiChi through underground passages. They walked out into Bulma\'s office.

\"What a mess,\" Bulma complained. \"I\'d better make sure the staff is all right.\" She walked out of the office.

Her secretary looked up as she and ChiChi walked into the main lobby. \"Oh, Miss Bulma!\" she said. \"I didn\'t even realize you were in your office. I\'ve been trying to field the calls as best I can, but the phones just keep ringing -\" She was cut off as the phone rang yet again.

\"Turn them off,\" Bulma said. She pulled the cord out of the ringing phone. \"Anyone who has an emergency knows how to get a hold of me. Now what is all of this mess about?\
\"
\"I imagine it\'s about this morning\'s headlines, Miss Bulma,\" the secretary said. She handed a neatly folded newspaper to Bulma. The bold, inch-high lettering read \"Tabloid Rumors Not Just Trash - Super-powerful Aliens Sheltered by Capsule Corp\".

Bulma angrily ground her teeth. \"I thought I took care of this,\" she seethed. \"I talked to the lawyer yesterday.\"

\"Your lawyer was one of the calls this morning, ma\'am,\" the secretary said. She handed Bulma a pink phone message slip. \"He said to call him when you get a chance, but it wouldn\'t do much good. The newspapers are running under the freedom of press law that allows them to make proven facts and public records public knowledge.\"

A knock on the front door interrupted their conversation. Bulma looked up in surprise. She warily approached the door and looked through the peephole. Her eyes widened. \"Yamcha!\" she said. She opened the door and ushered him in, quickly closing out the noise and the crowd behind him. \"What are you doing here?\" she asked.

\"I was concerned about an old friend,\" he said. \"Puar and I picked up the news on our radio this morning; we headed into town to see what it was all about and found a riot outside Capsule Corp. How did all of this happen?\"

\"It\'s a long story,\" Bulma said. \"Where\'s Puar? She\'s not stuck out in that mess somewhere is she?\"

The backpack Yamcha had slung over his back giggled. A quick puff of smoke and Puar appeared where the backpack had been.

\"Considering the fact that those people were willing to riot over a couple of saiya-jin under your roof, we didn\'t want to risk having a flying, shape-shifting cat come in with me. Enough people had a cow about me jumping over the fence and making it past the security beams.\" Yamcha grinned a little.

\"Well, come with us, we\'ll explain all of this to you as we go; I just have to pick up a few things, then we\'re out of here. Capsule Corp will stay secure, but I don\'t want the aggravation of dealing with all of those people right now.\" She, ChiChi, Yamcha and Puar walked back to the storage room.

Bulma dug through a couple of cabinets and pulled out two long, black boxes. \"I just want to pick up a few supplies so that we\'re not imposing on Lady Macbeth so much.\"

\"Lady Macbeth?\" Yamcha queried.

\"Another long story,\" Bulma said. She quickly summarized the events of the last few days to Yamcha as she sorted through the box of capsules and added them to her purse. She opened the second box, only to find an empty tray staring back at her. \"All of my house capsules are missing!\" Bulma exclaimed. \"And all of the furnishings and utilities that go with them! Who could have got in and taken them?\"

\"Maybe someone from the mob of people outside snuck in,\" Yamcha suggested.

\"But why would they only take this one tray?\" Bulma asked. \"No, it was someone else. It has to be someone here. Maybe one of the kids has them for some reason.\"

\"Let\'s hurry back and ask them,\" ChiChi urged. \"We don\'t need any more problems than we have right now.\"

Bulma nodded and led the others back into her office and through the secret tunnel. As they walked out onto the street, Bulma tossed the Capsule Car\'s capsule onto the ground, and the car puffed into existence. \"Are you going to come with us, Yamcha?\" Bulma asked.

\"No,\" Yamcha replied. \"I think Puar and I\'ll stay here in town and poke around a bit. Maybe toss some pro-saiya-jin talk around. We\'ll surely be able to win any fights that anyone might start over it.\" He grinned and flexed his biceps.

Bulma rolled her eyes. \"Just don\'t start any trouble,\" she said. She started the car and let it rise into the air.

\"Don\'t worry!\" Yamcha called as they sped away. He turned and found a blonde-haired bombshell in a short, slinky gray dress standing next to him. He smiled at her.

\"So, does this mean we finally get our night out?\" she asked.

\"You bet,\" he said. He pulled her close for a deep kiss, then leaned back. \"But first things first, Puar. Let\'s go back and see if we can get a fix on who worked up that crowd so much.\"

*

Night had crept over the sky by the time ChiChi and Bulma got back to Lady Macbeth\'s home. They found no obstacle in their way as they opened the gate and walked in.

The two of them stepped into the main part of the shop and found Goten, Trunks, Pan, Bra and Gokou sitting around a table. Cups of steaming tea sat in front of them, but no one seemed interested. Even Gokou wasn\'t drinking anything. Piccolo was standing in a corner with his back to the group, looking moodier than usual. There was no sign of Videl, Gohan or Tales.

\"What\'s going on?\" ChiChi asked.

\"Videl had another argument with Gohan,\" Goten said. \"Gohan said he wanted to go back to bed. I don\'t know where Videl went.\"

\"She went out back to cool off.\" Lady Macbeth\'s voice broke into the conversation. \"Gohan is resting, but he\'s still upset.\"

Vegeta appeared in the doorway. He frowned and glared around the room. \"He has every right to be upset; that mate of his is being all but worthless right now. He stalked past everyone in the room and went down the hall toward Gohan\'s room.

Gokou jumped up from his chair and followed Vegeta. \"Vegeta, wait!\" he called. The others followed as well.

Vegeta opened the door to Gohan\'s room and found the raven-haired man face-down on the bed, sobbing into the pillows. Gohan noticed the others pile in behind Vegeta. He quickly covered his head with a pillow; his muffled shout came clearly across the room. \"Go away!\"

ChiChi rushed over and knelt down next to the bed. \"Gohan, honey, it\'s us,\" she said. \"We just want to help you.\"

A strangled sob came out of the piled-up pillows. \"No, you can\'t help me,\" Gohan cried. \"Just go away; it\'s all you can do for me right now.\"

Lady Macbeth quietly spoke. \"He\'s right. Right now he doesn\'t need a crowd of people around him; it\'s only going to make him feel worse.\"

Gokou took the cue and turned around, herding the others ahead of him. \"We\'ll be here if you need anything, Gohan,\" he said quietly. \"Just call to me when you need me.\"

Vegeta lagged behind the others as they left. He put his hand on the door just before Lady Macbeth closed it. \"I\'ll handle this,\" he said. \"I don\'t want any interruptions.\"

Lady Macbeth nodded shortly to Vegeta. \"You know I won\'t allow you to hurt him,\" she spoke silently.

Vegeta just narrowed his eyes and shut the door. Then, he turned and walked back to the bed where Gohan was still encased in pillows and sheets.

\"Gohan, sit up,\" Vegeta commanded. \"This is ridiculous behavior, even for the condition you\'re in.\"

Gohan looked up warily at Vegeta and wiped the water from his eyes with the back of his sleeve.

\"Look at the mess you\'ve become, and all because of that human woman. I know you have more honor in your blood than this; what do you think you\'re doing? Saving face? She isn\'t worth it, Gohan. If she can\'t take you for who you are, then you don\'t need her.\"

\"It\'s not like that,\" Gohan said quietly. He hiccupped and ran his hand over his face. \"I love her, Vegeta. I just want her to love me back, like she used to.\"

\"That\'s going to be her decision. In the meantime, you have to move on with your life. You\'re still hurting, aren\'t you?\"

Gohan looked at the floor. \"Yes, I am. And I\'m getting worse.\"

Vegeta sighed in frustration. He paced around the room a bit, then made up his mind. He suddenly broke the tense silence. \"Gohan, take off your clothes.\"

\"What?\" Gohan asked. He couldn\'t believe what he just heard.

\"Take off your clothes. I\'m going to take care of your problem right now, and hopefully that woman of yours will straighten up by tomorrow. I won\'t watch you torture yourself like this any longer.\"

\"N-no!\" Gohan gasped. \"Vegeta, what are you saying?\" He clutched the blankets around his body in fear.

Vegeta walked up to him and grabbed hold of Gohan\'s collar. He gave it a hard yank and ripped the shirt from Gohan\'s body. Before the stunned Gohan could react, he\'d done the same thing with Gohan\'s pants and underclothes, leaving him nude, save for his socks.

Gohan\'s eyes widened as Vegeta started to remove his own shirt. \"N-n-no!\" he stuttered. \"Please, Vegeta-sama, no!\"

Vegeta paused for a second; he was taken aback by the use of his royal title. Then he frowned and proceeded to remove his own shirt.

Gohan was sweating hard when Vegeta knelt on the bed beside him. He smoothed Gohan\'s unruly bangs from his face, then continued to run his hand down Gohan\'s face and across his collarbone. \"Hush, fool,\" he said. \"You know this is the solution to your problems. Just look at yourself.\"

Gohan didn\'t have to look to see that he was well-aroused with need. However, his fear and stubborn pride kept him fighting the sensations that threatened to overcome him. He struggled as Vegeta pinned his shoulders to the bed. \"No, please!\" he begged. \"Vegeta-sama, please, I don\'t want this! I don\'t want it with you! It\'s not right, I\'m -\" His sentence was cut off as he gasped for breath.

Vegeta put a finger to Gohan\'s lips. \"Just stay quiet. This will only take a few minutes, and I guarantee you\'ll feel better in the morning - so much better, in fact, that you\'ll be glad it happened.\" He slid one of his hands up to the waistband of his pants and unbuttoned them.

Gohan started to thrash harder, and Vegeta was having a hard time holding him down and finishing undressing himself. He finally decided to pin Gohan\'s hips between his knees while he unzipped his pants.

Gohan cried out in alarm. \"No!\" he shouted. \"No, please, no!\"

A harsh voice suddenly cut through Gohan\'s cries. \"Get off of him, Vegeta.\"

Vegeta looked over his shoulder to see the tall namek-jin, Piccolo, standing behind him.

\"Buzz off, Namek-jin,\" Vegeta snarled. \"Don\'t interfere in this.\"

Gohan struggled out from between Vegeta\'s knees. \"Piccolo-san!\" he cried. He almost looked relieved to see the namek-jin.

Piccolo put his hand on Vegeta\'s shoulder. \"I\'m not going to ask again,\" he said.

Vegeta stood up and re-fastened his pants. \"Just what do you want?\" he asked. \"You know how much pain he\'s in! Are you deliberately trying to prolong it?\"

Piccolo glared at Vegeta. \"I came to do something I should have done hours ago,\" he said. \"Gohan doesn\'t want the help he needs from you, Vegeta. That much is clear. Just let me handle this.\"

Piccolo and Vegeta stared angrily at each other for a few moments. It seemed like their standoff wouldn\'t end, then finally Vegeta backed down. \"Have it your way, Namek-jin. Just know that there\'s going to be hell to pay if he\'s not better in the morning.\" He grabbed his shirt and walked out the door.

Piccolo stared after him for a moment lost in thought. Gohan\'s weak voice behind him brought him back to his senses. \"Piccolo-san?\"

Piccolo turned around and looked at Gohan. \"I meant what I said, Gohan. I should have helped you when you came to me before.\"

Gohan shook his head, at the same time searching in his mind for the right words. \"No, Piccolo. I don\'t need to be forcing myself on anyone, contrary to what Vegeta said. Not on you, not on Videl, not on anyone. You were right. I need to have better control over myself.\"

Piccolo sighed. \"In this case, I don\'t know if you will be able to control it. I\'ve never dealt with anything like saiya-jin emotions; I didn\'t even know your race was susceptible to emotion.\"

Gohan smiled weakly. \"You should know that much, Piccolo-san,\" he said. \"It seems you remembered me crying my eyes out the first time I met you.\"

Piccolo smiled at the memory. \"It wasn\'t all that funny at the time, though. And I also didn\'t realize what I was dealing with. Now that you\'re grown, I\'m back at that point again. I can\'t understand everything you go through, but I am here to help you.\" He tossed his cape aside and unfastened the sash around his waist. He started to slip out of his gi, then stopped. His cheeks reddened a little bit. \"I-I want you to be relaxed,\" he said, \"but you\'re going to have to guide me through this...i-it\'s not exactly my field of expertise.\"

Gohan smiled at the thought and moved over a little on the bed. Piccolo finished stripping off his gi and sat down beside him. \"What makes me so different from Vegeta?\" Piccolo asked.

\"For one thing, you\'re not my High Prince; I don\'t have to worry about any broken customs with you,\" Gohan replied. He kissed Piccolo lightly on the chin. \"And for another thing, I\'ve been in love with you for years.\"

Piccolo looked startled at the relevation, but his expression changed as Gohan pulled him down for a deep kiss. His wide eyes slowly slid shut as the feeling overtook him, and he relaxed. He allowed Gohan to roll on top of him.

Gohan trailed a string of kisses down Piccolo\'s throat and across his collarbone, eliciting quiet gasps of pleasure from the namek-jin. He was eager and ready to mate, but he wanted his new partner to be ready as well.

Piccolo\'s eyes flew open as Gohan\'s kisses trailed below his waist and down between his legs. He watched as Gohan teasingly inspected the green-skinned anatomy. Piccolo\'s normally green face turned red, and he didn\'t know how to react. \"I can\'t be that different, Gohan!\" he finally exclaimed.

Gohan chuckled. \"Different is good, Piccolo,\" he said. \"It makes things more fun.\" He moved his fingers along the insides of Piccolo\'s thighs and began to massage the tender flesh of his groin, gently at first, then with more pressure. His own body became more excited as he felt a swelling underneath his hand. Closer inspection also showed a small trickle of wetness exposing a small entrance. Gohan\'s eyes widened.

\"So that\'s what Dende meant - you\'re not either male or female - you\'re both!\"

Piccolo\'s face turned even redder. \"Are you going to sit and embarrass me all night?!\" he demanded. \"No wonder no one else wanted to sleep with you!\"

Gohan took the comment in stride; he knew that Piccolo was trying to cover his wounded pride. He slid upward; he smoothed Piccolo\'s green antennae with his hand and kissed him fully on the lips. He hoped he was soothing the namek-jin\'s feelings a little bit. To his surprise, Piccolo was panting hard; his face was covered with drops of sweat and his eyes were squeezed shut with emotion. Gohan realized after a moment that his own hardness was rubbing between Piccolo\'s legs, and that the green-skinned being underneath him was very sensitive to it.

Piccolo finally gained his breath. \"Gohan, now!\" he cried. \"Now, I need it now!\"

Gohan was surprised, but quickly followed Piccolo\'s wishes. He positioned himself between the green thighs and leaned forward, thrusting sharply against Piccolo\'s entrance at the same time. Piccolo screamed in pleasure; the sound heightened Gohan\'s excitement, and he began to move faster against his new mate.

Piccolo\'s screams quieted to moans after a few minutes, but Gohan could tell that he was still enraptured by every minute of it. He pulled himself closer to Piccolo, which seated his hardness deep inside Piccolo\'s body. Piccolo groaned and lifted his hips; he rolled his pelvis against Gohan\'s in an attempt to increase the pleasurable feeling.

Gohan suddenly felt his climax mounting, and he picked up the pace once again. Piccolo was breathing hard, but he made no attempt to stop Gohan\'s actions.

Suddenly Piccolo felt something building within his own body; he felt a tightness spreading throughout his abdomen that he couldn\'t describe. He gasped a little and looked up at Gohan. \"G-Gohan,\" he stammered.

Gohan brushed his lips across Piccolo\'s. \"Yes?\" he asked sexily.

\"Gohan, I...I feel...something. I...I\'m not sure if it should be happening...\"

Gohan nibbled on Piccolo\'s ear. \"Shh,\" he soothed. \"It\'ll be all right. Just relax and let it come.\" He thrust hard, burying his member deep into Piccolo and releasing his seed in an explosive burst.

A moment later, Piccolo shouted his releasll oll of his emotions vented at one time, and he fell back onto the bed in exhaustion.

Gohan collapsed beside him and brushed a hand across Piccolo\'s forehead. \"Thank you, Piccolo-san,\" he said. The namek-jin didn\'t hear him though; he was already fast asleep.

*

Gohan woke the next morning feeling better than he could ever remember feeling. His whole body felt revitalized. He jumped out of bed and searched for his clothes; to his dismay, he remembered that Vegeta had ripped them off of him the night before. He searched around a bit and found that there was a bathroom attached to the bedroom he was in; he washed up and wrapped a towel around his waist.

As he stepped out of the bathroom, Gohan noticed that Piccolo was still sleeping. \"That\'s odd,\" he thought to himself. \"I\'ve never seen Piccolo sleep before.\"

Just then, Lady Macbeth stepped into the room. Gohan\'s cheeks turned pink, but she was unfazed. \"I consider a towel around your waist being decent, Gohan,\" she said. Gohan realized she must have been reading his mind. \"I would have put on Piccolo\'s clothes, but I\'m sure he\'s going to want them when he wakes up,\" Gohan said. He cast a concerned glance toward the bed.

\"Namek-jin aren\'t prone to sleeping,\" Lady Macbeth remarked, \"especially this late into the morning. You\'re concerned about him?\"

\"Aren\'t you?\" Gohan asked in return. \"I haven\'t seen him like this before.\"

Lady Macbeth studied the namek-jin for a few moments. Then she smiled and walked away. \"He\'s going to be fine,\" she called over her shoulder.

\"Wait, how do you know?\" Gohan asked. \"Can you tell what\'s wrong with him?\"

\"Feel out his ki, Gohan,\" she replied. Then she disappeared down the hall.

\"His ki?\" Gohan wondered. He closed his eyes and mentally searched for Piccolo\'s ki. It was right where he expected it to be, and everything felt normal...except...he felt another ki with it, a smaller one...his eyes flew open. He knew that type of ki, he\'d felt it when Pan was conceived...

His thoughts were interrupted as the door opened again. Gokou walked into the room, and Gohan could see ChiChi and the others peering through the doorway.

\"Lady Macbeth said you were feeling better,\" Gokou said. \"Is it true?\"

\"Yeah, I\'m feeling great!\" Gohan said. He glanced back at Piccolo and smiled. \"I think my problems might be over,\" he said. \"Piccolo came through for me again.\"

\"That\'s great, son,\" Gokou said. He slapped Gohan on the back and looked curiously over at Piccolo. \"Weird,\" he said. \"I\'ve never seen Piccolo sleep before.\"

Gohan\'s eyes were dancing with his secret, but he didn\'t want to let everyone in on it yet; he wasn\'t even sure how Piccolo would react yet. \"Dad,\" he said telepathically.

\"What is it, son?\" Gokou asked. His curiosity was piqued; Gohan didn\'t usually communicate with telepathy unless he had something he wanted to hide from his mother.

\"Well...I don\'t want the others to know because Mom\'ll freak out, but...I\'m going to be a father again.\"

Gokou just about fell over; it was all he could do to contain his shock. \"You mean...with Piccolo?\"

Gohan blushed a little and looked at the ground. \"Yeah...\"

Gokou just shook his head and laughed out loud. \"Well, it looks like your problems are over, then,\" he said. \"Let\'s go grab something to eat until Piccolo wakes up.\"