All For Posterity

All For Posterity

Chapter One: Tails and Trials

Goku held his wife’s hand as she lay in the hospital bed taking slow breaths. He could fell her ki slowly slipping away. It’s been six months since they received the news. Breast Cancer. And since they didn’t catch it in time it traveled fast through her body.

He sighed as her ki malted away, then stood and walked away. Oh yes he loved her, but she was not saiyan. She was human and he didn’t have a strong connection to her. It was more like a mother to child love, at least on his part. The last time they were intimate was just before the Cell Games. Even when he came back from the dead after Buu things were never the same.

As he went into the hall he noticed the gang out there. Bulma had her head buried in Yamcha’s shoulder weeping, Krillin and his wife 18 stood to one side. Goku looked into the eyes of his sons and smiled.

“She is no longer in pain.”

And with that he left.

****

He spent three months gathering the dragonballs, and now the time has come. After today he will know for sure. He set the balls on the ground as they started to glow.

“DRAGON!! BY YOUR NAME I CALL YOU FORTH!! SHENRON!!”

The sky became black, clouds rolled across the sky and lightning sparked, a roaring sound was heard and Shenron shot forth from the balls.

“YOU HAVE AWAKEN ME FROM MY SLUMBER, I WILL GRANT YOU TWO WISHES, NAME THEM NOW!”

“Shenron, my first wish is for all with saiyan blood to have their tail permanently restored.”

Those red eyes glowed brightly and the dragon rumbled “YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED! NAME YOUR SECOND WISH!”

“This wish is more of a question, if you can answer.”

“IF IT IS WITHIN MY POWER.”

“How many of those with saiyan blood are capable of conceiving?”

“THREE WITH SAIYAN BLOOD ARE CAPABLE OF CONCEIVING. DO YOU HAVE AN ACTUAL WISH?”

“No, that is all.”

“THEN I BID THEE FAREWELL.”

Vegeta stared as the dragonballs shot out in seven different directions. Then he felt a tingling on his backside and suddenly his tail sprouted out. He smiled. Oh how he missed his tail. He took to the air to await the outcome of his actions.

****

Gohan was in the middle of a lecture when a tingling sensation began at the base of his spine. He gasped as he felt pressure at his tail spot. What’s happening? Is his tail growing back? He gave the class an assignment and left the room. Hurrying to his office he locked the door and shucked his pants. Suddenly a long furry brown tail jutted from his backside. He gasped. How is this possible?

Just then his mobile rang.

“Hello?”

“Gohan, did something weird just happen to you?”

“Goten? You got your tail back?”

“Uh huh. It’s weird, I was just sitting in class and I felt this awful pressure, I had to excuse myself and bam there it was.”

“Same here.” Gohan was flabbergasted. “Maybe we should call dad.”

“OK, I’ll- hey Trunks is calling me. I’ll call you back.”

“OK”

Gohan then dialed his home number, but received no answer. Maybe he was out sparring with Piccolo.

He called Bulma and was connected, “Bulma? Hi, is my dad or Vegeta around?”

“Vegeta’s buried himself in the Gravity Room, haven’t seen Goku since Chichi passed away. Sorry Gohan.”

“Thanks, Oh by the way, my tail grew back. I was just wondering if Vegeta’s did too?”

“Don’t know, but I’ll check if I see him.”

“Thanks Bulma.” Gohan checked around for his father ki and noticed that it was with Piccolo. He decided to forgo returning to class and took off towards his father’s ki signature.

****

Goku ducked as Piccolo’s fist almost impacted into his face. He phased out of site and appeared behind the Namek, swung and connected with his head sending Piccolo sprawling to the floor.

“That was a cheap shot Goku.” Piccolo growled at him.

“Yea, I know.” Goku smiled at his friend. He settled back into his fighting stance as the Namek stood and shook himself off. “Ready for more?”

Piccolo pulled off his turban and bulky cape and they fell with a thunk on the ground. “Always.”

Goku charged at him readying a full our punch-

-and stumbled as a tingling sensation burned on his back.

Piccolo stopped as Goku fell to the ground. “Goku? What’s wrong?”

The large saiyan yelped as his tail sprouted from his backside. “Oh!”

“How …?” Piccolo gaped at him.

“I have no idea.” Goku turned to around, “Maybe Gohan knows, he’s headed this way.”

They stood and waited for Gohan to arrive, Goku’s tail wrapped around his waist. As Gohan landed he noticed his father’s tail. “You got yours back too?”

Goku gaped at his son as he too noticed his son’s tail dangling behind him. Seems his son doesn’t have much control over his tail yet.

“Goten called me and his is back also.” Gohan shrugged his shoulders. “Any idea how this happened?”

“Maybe we should ask Vegeta. He might know.” Goku suggested. They nodded and Gohan placed his hand on Goku’s shoulder as his father placed two fingers to his forehead and they disappeared.

****

He was waiting for them. They all arrived almost at the same time. His son dragging the youngest brat behind him just as Kakarot arrived with his oldest brat. He smirked. This is just too perfect. Soon, oh so soon.

“Dad!”

“Vegeta!” from three different voices.

“Now how did I get so popular?” Vegeta tried to keep the laughter out of his voice. He tested the air around and noticed that distinct smell and smirked. Very soon.

Goku saw Vegeta’s tail wrapped around his waist. “So you got yours back too, huh.”

“I made a wish.” Vegeta shrugged. It’s not like they wouldn’t find out from that Namek child.

“Why?” Gohan demanded.

“Because I missed it. Got a problem with that?”

“Why did you with ours back too?”

“Cause I felt like it.”

“It’s ok Gohan, I missed mine too.” Goku put a reassuring hand on his son’s shoulder.

“It’s fine by me Dad.” Goten said from behind Trunks.

Vegeta turned to look at his son and Goku’s youngest brat. He smiled at the possessive posture of his son over the younger boy, and the fact that their tails were twined together. Well, well, no worries there.

Gohan looked at Vegeta and couldn’t help but think that the older saiyan had some ulterior motive behind the wish.

Just then Bulma came around the corner noticing them. “Are we having a party and I didn’t get invited?”

“No party Bulma, although I was wondering if it was ok for Goten and I to stay the night?”

“Goku, you don’t have to ask permission, your practically family.” Bulma smiled at her oldest friend. “I see that you ALL got your tails back. Anything in particular as to why?”

“Vegeta made a wish on the dragonballs.” Goten said.

“Oh?” Bulma looked at her ex-husband. “And why would he do that?”

“Because I felt like it, woman. I don’t have to answer to you baka’s.” And he stalked off towards the gravity room.

“If you don’t mind I’m going to stay too Bulma.” Gohan said.

“Hey, the more the merrier. I’ll get the bots to prepare some rooms for you all.”

They all followed their hostess into Capsule Corp. and settled in the living room. Gohan sat on the couch as a server bot approached with a drink tray. He could not get past the feeling of unease in Vegeta’s motives for the wish.

He glanced at his brother who seemed to have literally attached himself to Trunks. He noticed Trunks’ hands gently stroking his brother’s tail. Odd.

“So, what is the big idea of getting your tails back?” Bulma came striding into the room.

“All I know is that it’s a bit of a power boost in having it. When I was little I know I was more powerful when I had my tail. Remember that one tournament when it grew back in the middle of a fight?”

“Oh yeah, I remember. That was the tournament where Jackie Chun destroyed the moon.” Bulma groaned at the reminder of that day. Boy was she scared spitless. That was the second time Goku turned oozaru that she knew of.

“Hey mom, were going to hit the sack ok.” Trunks stood up and practically dragged Goten away.

“Ok …” Bulma trailed off as the two teen hurried from the room. “Well, Goku, you and Gohan’s rooms are across from Vegeta’s in the right wing. I’m off to bed myself.” And the blue haired heiress left also.

Gohan looked at his father. “You don’t anything is suspicious about Vegeta’s motives father?”

“Oh come on Gohan, give over. So what if he wanted his tail back. I kind of like mine back too. Didn’t you miss yours?”

Gohan couldn’t deny that fact but he remained silent.

“I’m going to bed myself, you coming?” Goku stood up and glanced at Gohan.

“You go ahead.”

Goku shrugged and left the room.

****

Trunks pulled Goten into his room and shut the door. He turned and pulled the younger demi saiyan into his arms, capturing his lips in a fervent kiss. Goten groaned in his mouth as his hands roamed over the young teens body, stoking and caressing. Trunks slipped his hand under Goten’s shirt and stroked the hard washboard chest up to his nipples and pinched. Goten gasped at the sensation and his head rolled back basking in the feel of Trunks’ hands on him.

“Trunks.” Goten moaned, his hands holding onto the older demi’s shoulders trying to stay erect at the overload of sensation.

Trunks lifted Goten up, wrapped his legs around his body and carried him to the bed. Laying the younger boy down he covered him, kissing and sucking all over. Trunks leaned back and shed his shirt for Goten to have better access to his chest. Goten pulled his own off and they attacked each other again with intensive need.

Trunks ran his hands down Goten’s back when he came in contact with the younger teen’s tail. Goten gasped and arched into him as he stroked the fur.

Trunks pushed Goten back onto the bed and pulled his jeans off revealing the young teen need. Trunks licked his lips at the sight. He reached for the aroused member and stroked it. Goten jerked, nearly off the bed, “AAHHH!”

The older demi leaned down and licked the tip of his friend’s arousal causing Goten to jerk more.

Trunks smiled at him, “You like that …?” then took the entire length into his mouth, sucking as Goten undulated in and out of his mouth. Moments later Goten exploded and Trunks drank him dry.

Goten lay there panting and Trunks crawled overtop him, put his mouth on his and he tasted himself on Trunks’ mouth. Goten then realized that Trunks was naked and he could feel his friends arousal against his stomach. They devoured each other with their mouths exploring the depths of each other.

Then Trunks pulled back and grabbed the small tube from the bedside table. Squeezing a generous amount on his hand he gently began probing Goten’s entrance, inserting one finger, stretching. He waited until Goten became accustomed and then inserted another, then another until he was sure that he was stretched enough. As he withdrew his finders he heard a whimper from Goten.

“Trunks, please …” Goten needed him NOW.

The older demi positioned himself at Goten’s entrance and plunged in to the hilt. Trunks held still for a few minutes as Goten became adjusted to the feel of him completely in. Then he slowly began to move. Together they moved in rhythm, fast and harder until Goten began to see stars and with a cry his seed spilled between their bodies, followed shortly by Trunks as he came deep in Goten pumping two more times and then collapsed.

“That was…” Goten began.

“Awesome.” Trunks finished.

*****

TBC