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Notes:
Slash. M/M. Sex eventually. *Soon. * Mpreg. Chi-Chi bashing. AU, I guess. *isn�t all fanfiction AU?*

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To say that ChiChi was displeased would be a gross
understatement. Livid. Enraged.
As close to being a Super Saiyan as one person could possible be. These things all described her fairly
accurately; but displeased was just too polite of a word for what she was
currently displaying. In fact, Goku
figured if she were a Saiyan woman she would be flickering yellow hair right
about now. But, somewhere between the
�Just where in the hell were you?� and the �Disrespectful Saiyan monkeys� he
had gotten bored. Very bored. Bored to the point were he was currently
counting the seconds by the swish of his tail.
One two three, and one two three.
Five minutes so far. Boredom was
making him edgy. Fighting Freiza had
been more fun than this. Of course,
fight Freiza had been more fun than most things, so he wasn�t going to compare
his enraged little wife to somet he he actually liked doing. In fact, just after the �Why can�t you get a
real job� and just before �I don�t know why I put up with you� he just walked away. He smelled like dead fish. And dirt.

ChiChi stopped silent, and stared after him, gaping
like a trout for a moment before she caught up and started in on �How dare he
think that he could just walk away like that, didn�t he realize that�� He
slammed the bathroom door in her face.

She screamed through the door. He turned the water on, full blast, and
slipped out of his gi. He felt
funny. The fall must have done something
to his insides, because everything felt like it was put back together the wrong
wayan san style="mso-spacerun: yes"> In fact, there was this place just
below his stomach that hurt fiercely, like someone stuck a knife in him and
twisted it around. He rubbed it and let
the watewater soothe away the other numerous aggravations. His tail stopped swishing for a moment and
was loosely wrapped around his elbow.
In fact, now that the pain in his hips was lessened, he felt pretty
good. Vibrant even. Hungry.

He wanted chocolate. Maybe ice cream. A purr
vibrated against his chest, and it took him a while to realize that he was the
one that was mg thg the noise. He had
never purred. Purring was a girly thing
to do. He was no woman, thank you very much. With a little satisfied grin that he was not
a woman, he glanced downward, to reaffirm his masculinity and� Yep.
There it was. MALE. Thank you very much. He kept purring though, much to his passive
annoyance.

Which reminded him, what was Vegeta doing
anyway? Goku was fairly certain that
Saiyans didn�t go around sticking their hands in each others pants. It didn�t seem like a warrior-like thing to
do. So what was the little Prince doing
exactly? Goku knew�mainly from Yamcha
and Krillin�that sometimes earth men would compare or something. But it wasn�t something that he imagined
Vegeta would ever do.

Why had the purring gotten louder? And now his tail was swishing like a fan
behind him. A smell filled the
shower. A nice little smell, in fact,
that made him wonder if someone had come over to visit while he was in the
shower. ChiChi never smelled that nice,
but it was similar to how she smelt before they had Gohan. He sniffed, found that he didn�t recognize
the scent and sighed. The shower was
getting colder, and he couldn�t hide in here all day anyway. With a regretful smile, he turned the shower
off, and used a little ki to drying himself off. His clothes were ruined, so he left them in the bathroom. ChiChi was outside the bathroom still and
while she had opened her mouth to start with a �Just you wait until you�re
hungry, and you have to feed yourself.� But stopped when she saw him naked and
changed it to a �What in the hell do you think you�re doing walking around like
that. No human would walk around like
that. Why did I marry you?�

Goku stopped, turned, looked down at his tiny
wife. �Why did you?� he asked. She blinked. �Why did you marry me?�

She blinked again, scowled and said. �Because nobody is stronger than you. I should have picked someone smarter.�

Goku thought about it for a moment. �Well.
Good luck.� He went into the
bedroom�that smell was still following him, and dammit, he was purring
again! The closet was open and he
pulled out a gi, slipped into it, and then reached to the top of the closet
where Chi-Chi kept the suitcases.
Retrieving them, he opened them and pulled her clothes out of the closet
and tossed them in. Then her drawers,
and when he had finished, he turned to look at her.

In the middle of �What in the hell are you doing
with my stuff?� he shoved the suitcases at her, and with a happy smile pointed
toward the front door.

�Good luck finding someone smarter.� Then he pushed her out of the bedroom and
closed the door.

~~~*

The annoying woman was bothering him again. Vegeta lived at Capsule Corp because it was
the best house in the city. He
tolerated the yipping woman because she provided him with food and the gravity
room. He was not there to be her friend
or to listen to her. He didn�t care
about her problems with Yamcha. He
didn�t care about her parents. He
didn�t even remotely care that she was still alive other than the food was
always there for him to eat. Right now,
she was babbling off about some machine she was fixing with her father, and how
she had this suspicion that someone had used the DragonBalls, and that was
silly because who would use them and waste them like that?

Vegeta, Prince of All Saiyans, was suffering this
gossip in silence. He was sitting very
still, trying to blend in with his surroundings, and found that while Saiyans
had many talents, being a chameleon was one one of them.

It'>It was just about that time when ChiChi, the harpy
bitch that Goku was chained to, showed up at CapsCorpCorp, arms full of
suitcases, face filled with rage and screeching little voice raised. �This is all YOUR fault!� she screamed at
Vegeta. �If you had NEVER come then
this would not be a problem!�

Bulma took one of the suitcases and asked: �What
happened?�

�He kicked me out.
Goku kicked me out.
Of my own house!� There was a
short pause before the harpy continued: �First he comes home smelling like lord
knows what, and when I tried to talk to him, he just slammed the bathroom door
in my face. Then I tried to reason
with him again, he just kicked him out of my house.�

�He didn�t say anything?� Bulma asked.

�He wished me good luck in finding someone smarter.� She huffed.
�And that damn purring! He
ke
kept purring.�

Vegeta smiled, inwardly, where nobody but himself
could see it, and thought of what it would sound like to hear Kakarot
purr. Velvety. Smooth.
Probably deep. an>Man>Masculine, but
purring was mainly a feminine attribute that alerted their mates that the
season was upon them and they were ready and more than willing to make
children. Very soon Kakarot would start
to look for a mate.

�I will too,� ChiChi muttered, �I will find someone
smarter.�

Vegeta considered his part in Kakarot�s blunder;
considered whether or not he wanted to become the man�s mate. While it wasn�t uncommon for the royalty to
select their consorts from the public, he couldn�t remember if actual heirs
came from those liaisons or if the children born were just for the furthering
of the race. He could, conceivably,
give Kakarot what he was looking for, make the man pregnant. Perhaps even multiple children. Saiyans had at least two most of the
time. Sometimes they had more. Like these stupid earth women could have
triplets, Saiyans could have four.
Hmm. It couldn�t hurt anything
to further the race a little. Perhaps
they would have a daughter, and then, she could find the strongest earth
warrior and even if the bloodline was diluted a bit, it would still be strong.

And Kakarot was too strong and too for for Vegeta to
inadvertently break. It would be
interesting to see if another Saiyan reacted to stimulus the same as Vegeta
did. What the differences were. What the similarities were. Of course, he should probably, at least,
tell Kakarot what he had gotten himself into.
It wasn�t like Vegeta was offering to move in with him, or to raise the brats
once they were born. Kakarot had wanted
them, he would get them. Vegeta would
be the Prince again.

The choice made, Vegeta stood, ignored the yipping
of the harpy and set off to find Kakarot.

~~~~~~*

Goku stood at the window in his room and stared out
the window. Something felt wrong. He was still purring�to his annoyance�and
that place under his stomach was aching again.
He�d eaten everything he could find in the kitchen, found that there was
no chocolate, and after going to the store to buy some, and eating it, he
hadn�t felt any better.yes"> We have two horny, instinct-driven Saiyans in �season� whatever
are they going to do?

Gk:
Watch TV?

Vegeta:
*why did he have to be only other Saiyan?
Why? *
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