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Survival of the Fittest	By : 2dragonkat Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11967 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ and its characters, they belong to Akira Toriyama. The only parts that do belong to me are the plot and the twins. I also do not make any profit/money from this either.

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Chapter Two – "Growing Up Saiyans"

WC: 4,070

"If I had words to make a day for you

I'd sing you a morning golden and true.

I would make this day last for all time

Then fill the night deep in moonshine."

Goku was stretched out on the bed; Takeo pressed to his side, his three year old son playing with his father's fingers and tail. His eyes were focused on Vegeta though, who sang to their youngest son Keigo, the little boy curled safe in his mate's arms. Vegeta's voice wasn't perfect, or in tune, but it was filled with emotion and softness and it was the most beautiful sound to Goku. His mate's voice was higher than he had expected and it fluttered around the room gently, blanketing them all in a cover of comfort.

His eyes turned to Keigo who looked up at Vegeta…but wasn't actually staring at him.

Something had happened two and a half years ago, when Gohan had accidentally dropped their son. Doctors had told them it would have happened eventually, just on a longer and slower timescale, closer to when Keigo would be a teenager. It was permanent. When the doctors of the world were of no help Vegeta did not give up, searching for two days straight for the Dragonballs…but Shenron was of no assistance, because even though it had not been planned it would have happened eventually, and just like with death, Shenron did not have the power to reverse a natural occurrence.

Keigo had gone blind.

For a few days after the accident they hadn't known anything was wrong. But one night when Vegeta was lazily waving his tail in front of Keigo's chubby face, purring and cooing, they had found out what had happened. Goku had nearly jumped out of his skin when he turned to look their way and found Vegeta with tears streaming down his face, frantically waving his hand in front of Keigo's dark eyes…and the baby didn't even blink.

They had gone to many doctors, all over the world, each saying the same thing. It was going to happen eventually, but the smack to Keigo's fragile scull had started it early. Vegeta had of course been distraught, but even through his sorrow he never once blamed Gohan even as their son sobbed out how sorry he was. But still, when difficult things happened it was easier to place blame somewhere. And Vegeta felt like he was at fault.

Sometimes Vegeta would have a faraway look in his eyes and he knew his mate was thinking about what he could have done to allow Keigo to be born with a predisposition to be blind. He did what he could to assuage Vegeta's feelings, but Goku knew his mate still blamed himself, like he had been too weak when pregnant with the boys or he was too careless in their upbringing. All Goku could do was stand by his mate's side and protect him and their family from as many hardships as he could, hoping that Vegeta's feelings would fade with time.

Goku had questioned his mate on why it could have happened. Saiyan bodies were so strong and resilient to everything, how could blindness come about naturally. Vegeta had only had a vague answer, thinking that maybe this was a side affect of Keigo's birth, because it was unnatural for a Saiyan to bear two healthy twin cubs, it just never happened before. And so this blindness was just something that had happened because he was the weaker of the two twins. But after a while the reason didn't matter and both of them worked hard to make sure everyone, Keigo especially, adjusted to the new situation.

Goku believed it had happened for a reason. He knew that even if it hurt, things occurred with some future meaning in mind. He didn't know what it was yet, but the belief kept him strong as he cared for his family.

Their youngest had adapted quickly, other senses kicking in to explore the world around him. Takeo even became more attentive of his brother, while Goku smothered them both with attention. Vegeta had changed the most, being terribly protective of his youngest cub, but never once neglecting Takeo. Keigo had taken the longest to wean, probably also very connected with Vegeta, seeking his papa's comfort in his little dark world.

That was when Vegeta took up singing lullabies, because sound was Keigo's strongest sense and Vegeta's gentle tenor did more to sooth a frightened Keigo than anything else. Both were getting older but Vegeta had mentioned their growth was different than Goten's and Trunks' had been. For those two they had developed at the same rate, Goten wanting to be on equal footing with Trunks, even though they were of different ages. But for Keigo and Takeo, their little samurai was growling quicker than Keigo was in many ways. Not just in his body, but his mind as well, even though the two had been born together.

But they were both special in their own unique ways, so they were loved equally by their attentive parents, though Goku found himself closer to Takeo as Vegeta was closer to Keigo. And the twins were inseparable, Takeo starting to show signs in his younger years of being extremely protective of his younger twin, even more than Vegeta if possible.

"Da…m'sweepy," Takeo murmured against his chest and Goku smiled down at his son, running a hand through his long, thick hair.

"Okay," he murmured back.

Goku slowly got up, bringing his little samurai into his arms, watching as Vegeta stood as well, Keigo already asleep in his embrace. They left their room and crossed the landing of the second floor, going into what used to be Trunks' and Goten's room, when the two had lived with them. Goku hoisted Takeo up onto the top bunk in the room, wrapping his tail around Vegeta's waist as his mate lay Keigo down on the bottom bunk.

"Take care of your brother," he whispered, pressing a kiss to Takeo's forehead, the same thing he said every night.

"Kay Da," Takeo murmured, snuggling into his thick blankets, quickly falling asleep.

Vegeta took a hold of his hand as they left the room, returning to their bed where they curled up together. Goku buried his face his Vegeta's hair, one of his favorite places to be besides buried inside of his prince, letting the scent of the man he loved cover him, soothing his mind.

They made love tenderly, slowly underneath the shining light of the nearly full moon, breaths mingling and heats combining as they rocked slowly on their bed, taking their time in showing their affection, no rush for the end, no urgent need for fulfillment, just the desire to whisper sweet words as their bodies danced together in a rhythm as ancient as time itself. In the aftermath their bodies cooled so they curled closer, naked appendages wrapped tight around one another.

Goku watched as Vegeta fell asleep, so proud of how strong his mate was, for he managed to hold their family up through all of the good and bad times. He placed a soft kiss on the scar at the base of Vegeta's neck, his claim, letting his lips rest there as he listened to the strong heartbeat of his mate.

Life was good…not perfect…but good.

"I want to be just like Dad some day, Papa."

"I'm sure you will be my little Samurai."

Vegeta smiled down at his son who sat in his lap, giving the five year old a swift tickle under his armpits, pulling a sharp giggle from Takeo's lips. The two of them were seated on a cliff side looking out and watching Goku spar with Uub. The prodigy had finally finished his training and now returned monthly for spars with his teacher. Vegeta would have been out there himself but since his cubs were still rather young he would give up his training for another couple of years to make sure they grew up safely.

Although he had to admit he had not done this with Goten and Trunks, he was still training even when they were babies, leaving them in Piccolo's or Krillin's care as he kept himself strong. But that time was different than now. For one he hadn't had Goku around, and having his strong mate here to protect them all allowed Vegeta to let his guard down a bit more. But one of the main reasons was that he trusted no one now to look after Keigo. Takeo he didn't worry as much about, his little Samurai was already strong and rather independent, even though he was only five. But Keigo, because of his blindness, kept Vegeta attached to looking after him rather than staying strong.

He still did not blame Gohan for what had happened, and he did let friends and family around his cubs and sometimes he and his mate took time off from raising the twins to have some time to themselves, but Vegeta still could not completely let go, not yet. Keigo was still very fragile. His youngest barely talked, as his speech hadn't developed as rapidly as Takeo's had, and he was rather hesitant around his surroundings. Vegeta promised himself that he would teach Keigo to read chi at the earliest chance possible, because that might help his son explore his dark little world.

At these thoughts he looked over at Keigo who sat about a foot from him, pulling at grass and looking at nothing in particular. His smile fell a bit as he gazed at his son, his sweet Keigo. He wished desperately sometimes, when the boy looked like that, sad and alone, that he could give up his own sight and give it to his son. Vegeta would do anything if it meant an easier and happier life for his son.

"Papa, papa, what's that move?" Takeo spoke up, bouncing in his lap and eagerly pointing at Goku.

Vegeta looked up and smirked, his mate was crouched in the position for his ultimate attack, Uub falling into a defensive stance. To this day Uub had not found a way to effectively defend and deflect the attack, neither had Vegeta, but that was why Goku was the best. "That's called the Kamehameha Takeo, it's your Dad's best attack," he whispered into his son's thick hair, curling over his body as they watched the battle together.

Goku unleashed the move with a shout and Takeo's eyes went wide and the little boy trembled in excitement. "Cool," his little Samurai whispered breathily.

He chuckled and ruffled Takeo's hair, watching as Uub took the brunt of the attack but still managing to deflect it up and away from the planet. The prodigy was exhausted but unrelenting and he charged a smirking Goku and the battle continued. Vegeta was still awed by their power sometimes, and as much as he loved caring for his children he couldn't wait to start training and get back to the point he had been at before his pregnancy, right behind his mate, working to stand on equal ground. He probably never would be as strong as Goku was, but it was exhilarating to try, it kept them both on their toes.

The battle wore on, the two fighters giving as good as they got. Takeo still watched them with intense interest but then suddenly, for no reason Vegeta could pinpoint, Takeo looked over at his little brother. Vegeta looked as well. Keigo still sat where Vegeta had last seen him but the boy was no longer pulling at grass, he had turned and was now gazing up with sightless eyes at the fight. Vegeta wondered if the sounds of battle had drawn his sweet son's attention, as Keigo's hearing was his most developed sense.

Takeo climbed off his lap and Vegeta watched as his little warrior sat down next to Keigo, grabbing his little brother's hand. Their tails twined together as they looked up at the fight unfolding. They were both silent but Vegeta had the distinct feeling they were talking to one another. Could they have already bonded…and if so how strong was their bond? It's quite possible their bond was stronger than any other, rivaling a soul mate bond in intensity. Since twins were never born Vegeta had no idea, these two were the first, and he was positive they would be full of surprises as they grew up.

"That's so cool Keigo," Takeo whispered, leaning against his little brother's side as they watched the fight.

"What's cool," Vegeta asked, scooting over to them, eyes watching them both, but particularly his son Keigo.

"I see Dad, Papa," Keigo whispered, pointing directly at Goku who floated in midair, grinning happily as Uub charged an attack.

Vegeta blinked in shock, stupidly raising a hand and waving it in front of Keigo's face, but as always his son's eyes didn't follow the movement.

"Not like that Papa," Takeo said, almost as if he was the adult speaking to the child. "Keigo can see his chi. It's really cool. It's like he can see their outlines because of their chi. He can see lots of other things too. Anything that has energy inside of it he can see."

He stared in wonder at his youngest son as Takeo finished explaining what he could only assume he had seen through their special bond. Just moments ago Vegeta had been thinking about how he should teach Keigo to sense chi. It seemed he didn't need to, Keigo had learned it all on his own. In fact he had learned a unique way of sensing chi, almost like he was replacing his lost sight with the new ability. He must be so much more sensitive to chi, like he was with sounds. Amazing.

"When did this happen," he asked in awe, reaching out and slowly drawing both boys into his arms, one on each side.

"It happened when Dad did that KamiHaHa thingy," Takeo said, looking back up at the fight, twirling some of his long hair around a finger, showing he was starting to get tired.

"Kamehameha Takeo," Vegeta replied, smiling as Keigo nuzzled his chest, eyes drooping.

It looked like his boys needed their afternoon nap…in fact Vegeta could use one too.

Suddenly Keigo's eyes snapped open and he pointed up. "PAPA," his youngest son screamed.

Vegeta barely had the blink of an eye to react. He threw Keigo and Takeo to either side of him, as far as he could. Then he threw up his hands, forming a chi shield, or as much as one as he could before a stray chi blast from the fight slammed into him. His shield managed to block a good portion of the blast, ricocheting it back over the cliff side, but still some got past his defenses and Vegeta shouted as he was hit hard in the chest and sent spiraling into the forest behind him, slamming through trees, coming to land several meters away from the cliff side.

"VEGETA," he heard his mate shout.

He managed to sit up from the ditch he had dug with his body, holding his head, groaning as his left arm twinged painfully, possibly broken. Vegeta really was slacking if an attack like that affected him, still as long as his boys were okay he could handle a little injury. Goku suddenly burst through the foliage, nearly barreling into him as his mate scooped Vegeta into a hug.

"I'm so, so sorry Vegeta. I thought I had calculated the intensity of Uub's attack but I didn't and I deflected it wrong. I'm so sorry. Are you alright," Goku mumbled out in a rush, pulling back to look at his body up and down, eyes alight with worry.

"I'm alright Kakarot. It'll take more than that measly attack to take me down," Vegeta said softly, pushing aside his mate to walk back to where he had left his boys.

"But your arm…"

"Shut up Kakarot, it's nothing. I need to make sure Keigo and Takeo are alright."

His uninjured arm was suddenly caught in a firm grip and he was pulled back towards Goku's chest. His mate had an uncharacteristically serious and hard expression on his face, his eyes narrowed. Goku bent down and swept Vegeta into his arms bridal style before starting to head back to the cliff.

"Kakarot what the hell are you doing? I can walk Baka."

"Shut up Vegeta. I know your duty is to care for Keigo and Takeo but my duty is to care for you, so just deal with it."

Vegeta stared wide eyed at his mate, actually gapping at the man, at his force, his strength…his dominance. Goku never ceased to surprise him.

They both arrived back in the clearing and Vegeta was relieved to see both of his sons, safe and sound, being held by an apologetic Uub. "I'm sorry Mr. Vegeta," the protégé said, setting down the two boys so they could scramble over to Goku's legs.

Both boys climbed like monkeys up their father's legs before settling in Vegeta's lap, all three of them held securely by Goku. The little family seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, all of them relaxing into one another's hold.

"Uub I'm going to take everyone back to the house. Rain check on our fight okay," Goku said, smiling over at his former student.

The protégé grinned back and waved at them as he took to the air. "Sounds good Goku. I'll see everybody next month," and with that he was gone, soaring back to his little village.

Goku didn't waste any time getting them back to their house, a quick flight later Goku was setting them all down on a couch in the living room before he disappeared out the door, no doubt getting some sensu beans to heal Vegeta's injury.

"Papa okay?" Keigo asked sweetly, gently touching Vegeta's arm.

"I'm fine, baby. Are you two alright?"

Both of his boys nodded. Keigo curled closer to his side while Takeo sat on his knee, watching them both with almost parental supervision. Vegeta chuckled at his little warrior's expression. Goku returned to the room moments later, and before he could give Vegeta the small sensu bean he carried Takeo snatched it out of his hand and held it up to Vegeta's mouth, looking a little anxious as he waited for him to get healed.

Vegeta chuckled and quickly ate the bean, giving his son's fingers a little kiss as he chewed at the magic bean, immediately feeling it take affect as his broken arm mended itself. He sighed in relief, flexing his fingers as the magic faded away. Takeo grabbed his arm, scrutinizing it as he poked at his forearm, checking if he was alright.

"I'm fine Takeo," Vegeta murmured, leaning forward to kiss his little warrior's forehead before leaning back and kissing the top of Keigo's head.

Takeo seemed satisfied and then his little warrior yawned, at the same time Keigo did, both needing their afternoon nap. Two strong arms reached down and scooped up both boys. Vegeta smiled up at his mate, watching as Goku carried both fatigued boys out of the livingroom and up to their bedroom. He stretched his arms over his head, cracking his neck before getting up and going into the kitchen, in the mood for a snack after that little adventure today.

He was just finishing making a mountain of sandwiches for himself and his mate when Goku walked in, going straight to him and giving Vegeta a strong hug. He relaxed into his mate's hold, setting aside the knife he had been using to cut up the bread to wrap his arms around Goku's shoulders, resting his head on his lover's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"I was really scared today Vegeta…I can't even imagine what would happen to me if I lost you," Goku whispered into his hair, one hand stroking Vegeta's tail while the other held his waist tight.

"You won't lose me, Baka," he murmured back, kissing the side of Goku's neck.

"How can you be so sure?" Goku asked in a soft voice, sounding so unsure, like a little child.

Vegeta honestly didn't have an answer; he didn't know what was going to happen tomorrow or five years from now. But he did know that he would fight with every breath left in him to stay by this man's side.

He pulled away from the hug after a while, standing up on his tiptoes to gently kiss his mate's mouth. Then Vegeta grabbed their plates of sandwiches to go sit at the table. They sat down together, rather slowly eating their sandwiches, their tails reaching out for one another and twining tightly, refusing to let go. Vegeta chuckled as he stared down at the appendages, reaching out and gently stroking his mate's. He got a deep purr for his actions and the darkening of Goku's eyes.

The food was barely shoved out of their way when Goku pounced on him, desperately ripping at his clothes, growling and groaning as he sought out naked flesh. Vegeta couldn't even get one thread of his mate's clothes off before Goku pulled him into the larger Saiyan's lap, fiddling for a moment to free his own eager erection from the confines of his gi pants, and then in a breath he was in Vegeta, clutching him so tight the prince worried he would pass out.

Goku had his lips fastened on Vegeta's throat, exactly on his mark of claim, biting in deep as he rutted against the prince. Vegeta could barely catch his breath, so caught up in the intense feelings, he just barely hung on to his mate's shoulders as he was rocked hard, guided through a rough and swift mating.

It was over almost before it started, Goku biting even harder into his shoulder as he came, warming Vegeta's insides with his essence. Vegeta came right after, arching his back and gasping; finger's digging into his mate's shoulders as he shuddered, coming all over his own stomach. He was boneless a moment later but he was cradled to Goku's strong chest.

"What was that about," he panted.

That touch to his mate's tail had been intentional, Vegeta had been in the mood for some sex…but that wasn't what he was hoping for, not that he was complaining, connecting with his mate was still wonderful…but that was more desperate than loving…and it frightened him a bit.

Goku didn't reply to his inquiry, he just tucked himself back into his pants when he slipped free of Vegeta's body and then he carried the prince upstairs, straight to their large bathroom where he started a shower. But then he left Vegeta to soak in the water as he disappeared into their bedroom. Vegeta cocked his head at his mate's actions, keeping a lock on the other's chi as he quickly washed up, scrubbing away dirt from his fall and the sweat and come of their recent romp.

Vegeta was done in minutes and he quickly got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist and securing it with his tail before he walked into the bedroom, finding Goku sitting on their bed, holding his head in his hands, staring at the floor.

"Kakarot?"

He was shocked to find that his mate was crying, Goku lifting his head to look at Vegeta sadly before looking away, squeezing his eyes shut and sniffing. "I'm sorry Babe…I'm just…I'm not good with emotions like this…these feeling of helplessness and anger and fear…I've never been good with them…"

Vegeta felt his heart clench in sympathy and walked over to his mate, kneeling down in front of the man, reaching up to wipe away his tears and to cradle his face. He smirked a little and leaned up to kiss his mate, something he had been denied during their lovemaking.

"It's alright Kakarot…no one is good at dealing with emotions like these," he whispered, pressing his lips to Goku's cheek, nuzzling his physically strong, but emotionally weak mate. "You and I will do everything we can to never be separated, we both know this. Please don't worry about it Kakarot, it will only hinder you from enjoying our time together."

Goku wrapped him up in his mate's warm arms, pulling the prince to his chest and settling the smaller man into his lap. They held one another for a long while, just breathing one another's scents, nuzzling and kissing as the afternoon wore on. His mate buried his face into Vegeta's shoulder, and he sighed when he felt hot tears stain his skin, his lover heaving with silent sobs. He just sat still and stroked Goku's hair, threading his fingers through the soft strands and holding on as his mate cried.

Vegeta hoped that they were never separated…for the sake of his mate. He didn't know what would happen to Goku if Vegeta was ever taken from him.
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