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Promises
By : Batjokes
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Goku, once he arrived at his place on Mount Paozu, he found no child. Not one. Not even a defenseless baby.
He scratched the back of his head as he left the house Grandpa Gohan had left behind when he’d passed on.
Shenron had said he’d granted the wish and the dragon god had never been known to lie. And if he’d been unable to grant the wish he would have said.
It didn’t make any sense to him that there was nothing and no one to show for the wish he’d made on the dragon balls. Where could Shenron have placed them!? Because they hadn’t been where he’d stood and made the wish.
Even so, he looked around Mount Paozu for the next week, worried that maybe one of the animals had taken the young one. Yet there was no sign of a blood bath, nor the scent of another Earthling, or another tailed one like himself. But people had tried to cut off his tail whenever they’d noticed it had regrown. That he didn’t like.
Glancing around one of the hot springs, he briefly wondered if he should give up and wait to locate the dragon balls again just to ask Shenron what had happened. Shaking his head, he took off for Capsule Corp. Just to see if Bulma might know what was going on and to return the dragon radar that he’d forgotten to take back to her the week prior.
“Bulma! Hi!” He waved down to her before landing in her yard.
“Goku! Where have you been?”
He rubbed the back of his head with a chuckle. “I’ve been on Mount Paozu. Shenron granted my wish, but I can’t find them anywhere.” He held the dragon radar in his other hand and held it out to her. “Sorry, I forgot ta give this back.”
Bulma smiled and took the radar back. “Well, thank you for returning it, even if you did so a little late. Now, what do you mean, you can’t find them?”
Goku grinned and scratched his cheek. “Eh, I wished ta have children with my Prince and Shenron said it was done. But I can’t find any child anywhere that dun have no parents already and with a tail like me.” If it was true his intended also had a tail, then their offspring must have tails too he imagined.
Bulma’s eyes widened. “What!? But that doesn’t make any sense. Two men can’t have babies together.”
Goku frowned. “Why not?”
“Men don’t have the proper equipment.”
“What equipment?” He tilted his head and watched as his blue haired friend’s face reddened.
“I can’t believe I have to educate you on this. Follow me, Goku.” She turned and headed inside, down a hall to a room with computers with Goku following not far behind. She turned on one of the devices and looked up information. “Here, watch this, it will tell you how babies are made. It’s cruder than what they use at the school, but for someone like you, well…” she trailed off and stood back and turned from the screen.
Goku’s eyes widened as he listened and watched. His face grew pale and paler as he watched the entire video feed until the end.
Bulma, hearing the credits, turned around and reached out to click out of the window. She looked toward Goku, “Well, now, you said Shenron granted your wish, so I dunno how that worked.”
“I… dun think I’mma boy,” not like he’d always thought. But he did have a penis, like the screen had shown, but that wasn’t all.
Bulma’s eyes widened at that. “Goku! How could you not be a boy. I’ve seen you walking around in nothing . You definitely look all male to me.”
“I have…,” he gulped, “I have girl parts too .”
She stared at him, her eyes even wider than before, if that were possible. “So, you’re intersex. That’s… but you’ve never seemed like it. Maybe your voice, a little bit, sometimes. But otherwise you look like a handsome young man.”
“Heh heh. Thanks?” He gulped. “If… if Shenron granted my wish, does that mean…” he touched the spot where his lower torso met his abdomen.
Bulma tapped a finger on her lower lip. “That just might be it, Goku. You might be pregnant and without having to do any of the fun part to get there.”
His brows furrowed. “Fun part?”
She giggled. “Well, never mind. It might be too early to tell if you are pregnant. Even the brilliant Briefs family hasn’t come up with a way to detect at so early a stage. But in a few weeks, we can do blood work.”
“I hope that dun involve needles.”
Bulma whistled and didn’t respond. “Well, until then, if you are pregnant, I’ll get you a list of what you can and can’t eat, drink, or do.”
Goku groaned. He had not signed up for this, but he had wished to have children with his Prince. He just hadn’t known then what it would mean.
“So you can’t drink coffee, nor tea with caffeine. It might be best to mostly stick to water, whole milk, and some fresh squeezed juice. You can’t eat as much fish as is typical for you. As for training, you’ll have to cut down.”
“What!? Why!?” He frowned at the idea of not being able to train, or even cutting down on it.
“Well, if you don’t listen to what I’m telling you, it could harm your baby. And if Shenron granted the wish, you must be pregnant and that’s why you couldn’t just find a child magically before your eyes. But I guess this means you do have a prince and what will he have to say if he ever shows up?”
He gulped. He had no idea. “I dunno. This is so weird.”
“I can’t even tell you that you should have used birth control, because you wanted to have a kid.” She shook her head. “And you can train, at least for the next trimester, or two, but you can’t push yourself like you try to do most of the time.”
He sank down on one of the chairs. He placed his hand on the back of the chair and lowered his chin onto his forearm. It was so much to take in. “Shenron’s mean.”
Bulma tilted her head back and laughed. “No. He’s not. You wished for it and he granted it to you. It might have been the only way he was able to grant your wish,” she ruffled his hair, “and since I know you so well, you’ll be staying with me. You could visit Kame House, but I think you should wait until you’ve gotten definitive proof that you’re carrying a baby Goku.” She shook her head, “I still can’t believe it, but you’ve always been different.”
Goku groaned and placed his forehead on his forearm to hide his face.
“And once we know for sure, I’ll even throw you a baby shower.”
“I dun think the baby will be able ta enjoy a shower if… if it’s inside me.”
Bulma rubbed his back. “It’s not really a shower Goku, it’s a party for the unborn baby and the soon-to-be mother.”
Goku lifted his head, “Mother!?”
“Well, yes, its the mother who carries the baby. So you’re going to be a mother. You did say you have the parts for it.”
“But… I’m a guy… Bulma!”
“Not fully, Goku. But as you’ve always used those pronouns I’m not going to call you anything else but a man.”
He sighed. “Good. But… my body,” he shook his head, “I dun like this.” He had never known what all of his body parts really meant. Not even after Master Roshi had tried to teach him to read through those weird books. And now something was growing inside him. Like some parasite, but it was normal. He’d seen pregnant women before, both with older children already, so it didn’t look like it had harmed them. But it did weird him out.
However, he had made the wish. And despite how weird he found the idea, he also wanted to see the little one already. He’d thought he’d get to hold a kid as soon as he’d made the wish, but that wasn’t how that had turned out. Not at all. Especially if Bulma turned out to be right.
With a sigh, he stood up. “I’m hungry.”
Bulma giggled. “When are you not hungry, Goku? I wish I had your metabolism. A lot of people do.”
“Eh, heh,” he scratched the back of his head with a nervous grin. That might be the case, but a lot of people, even his friends thought he was a pig. Even though he ate a lot, it never felt like quite enough. But, unless he was alone and had caught one of the large animals he just couldn’t bring himself to eat even more than what his friends had come to expect. Yet he did eat enough to stop the rumbling of his stomach.
“Come on Goku, I’ll get my mother to make you something to eat.”
He grinned. Bulma’s mother made delicious food. No way was he missing out on that! She was one of the few who never seemed to mind just how much he could eat. “Thank you, Bulma!”
She pat him on the shoulder with a giggle. “You’re welcome. Oh… if you do happen to be pregnant, you’re going to want to eat even more.” Her eyes widened. “At least twice as much as you usually do. How are we going to keep up!?”
Glancing at her he tilted his head. “Really? Why?”
“Well, the baby will have to eat too and it takes a lot of energy to grow a baby inside yourself.”
“Oh…”
“So, don’t be afraid to eat as much as you can.”
He knew she believed he was pregnant, but he couldn’t tell. Of course he wasn’t going to say no to eating as much as he could rather than just eating until he was satiated enough that his stomach wouldn’t growl at him.
Raditz stood by one of the windows of their spacecraft, his arms crossed and his tail wrapped around his waist like a belt. He worried about his younger brother and what the other two might do to him. They still thought Kakarot had to have been sent as an infiltration baby, but he knew better. He just couldn’t bring that up, and if he did, they’d just ignore him. Since he was third class and they were first class and Elite.
With a snort, he turned around when he heard boots hitting the floor.
Nappa frowned. “And just what are you doing, Raditz? Didn’t Vegeta tell you to get some food?”
“Our stock is empty, Nappa. We’ll have ta land at the next planet.”
Nappa’s frown deepened, “I’ll have to see if there’s one close. We also need to refuel. But try to find something. We can’t be out of everything.”
The tip of his tail twitched in agitation. It was annoying when either of the higher classed Saiyans didn’t believe him. As far as they knew they were the only three left in the Universe, aside from his little brother. If he’d survived. “Fine. I’ll look again, but I’m not making promises I can’t keep.” He swiveled around and headed for the kitchens, his muscles tense from the interaction. He never knew when Nappa or Vegeta would try and hit him. It was all a matter of their tempers, or if they were in need of a spar. And he never won against either of them.
Gritting his teeth he entered the kitchen and lifted each hand to search the upper cupboards. Where he found nothing but cobwebs. It looked like he was going to have to dust and was annoyed that he had to do all of the damn chores. The other two, especially Vegeta, couldn’t be bothered to lift a finger.
He found nothing in the lower cupboards, nor in cold storage. His own stomach rumbled. Any fresh fruits and vegetables were long gone. They hadn’t really planned for the detour after all.
Shaking his head he went to find the other two who were at the controls. “Prince Vegeta, Nappa, there is nothing left ta eat. We have water, but that won’t sustain us.”
Vegeta glared, “And just who ate all of the food?”
Raditz frowned. “We all did. We shoulda restocked before making a detour for Earth, Prince Vegeta.” It grated on his nerves that he had to kowtow to him, but he was their prince. And once upon a time he’d been honored to work with him. But his personality left a lot to be desired.
Nappa pointed at something on the screen, taking Vegeta’s glare off of Raditz, “My prince, that planet looks promising. We could land there and fill restock and refuel.”
“Is that one of the icejin’s planet’s?”
“No, my prince. I don’t think it’s even on the PTO’s list.”
Raditz didn’t think Earth was either. “We’re getting farther away from PTO territory, Prince Vegeta, so it’s to be expected.”
“Fine. Land the ship, Nappa. We’ll take what we need and continue. We’ll leave the planet alone, for now, in case Frieza wants it.”
Nappa nodded. “Yes, my Prince.”
Raditz backed away so that Nappa could switch places with where Vegeta sat. If he weren’t Saiyan himself, he might have felt bad for the sentient life living on the planet when the Prince of All Saiyans decided to invade them for supplies. Especially if Prince Vegeta decided that the sentient lifeforms looked like a meal themselves if they didn’t cooperate with him. Not that he and Nappa didn’t also eat whatever Vegeta deemed worthy of his stomach.
While Nappa guided the ship to land, Vegeta turned his attention to Raditz himself.
“How long before we reach planet Earth?”
“I’m not sure. I don’t even think we’re in it’s solar system yet. Could be months.”
“That’s a long time. Hopefully Frieza doesn’t call us back,” Vegeta frowned.
“Well, unless he needs you for something, Prince Vegeta, he’ll be too busy with whatever he’s doing himself.”
“Right. Not like I want to be under that monster’s rule,” the fur on his tail fluffed out.
“We can’t do anything until we’re all stronger, Prince Vegeta.” Their prince always demanded full use of his title when speaking to him. Sometimes it grew tedious, but it wasn’t something that they could help. He didn’t want to go up against him, not with the disparity between their levels.
Vegeta nodded. “Indeed.” His fists curled. “Someday, I will defeat him.”
Nappa sighed, “Really, my Prince, why? He’s the one who helped us after our people and homeworld were obliterated.”
“Because of how he treats us, Nappa! Show some Saiyan pride. We should not be bowing down to someone else.”
Raditz shook his head and glared down at the floor. Due to his father, Bardock, he often thought something else had happened than the events Frieza mentioned. But he couldn’t be sure and he dare not bring it up to his fellow Saiyans least they think he was nuts.
They all felt the ship shake as it entered the atmosphere of the planet, and soon thereafter the slight bump as the ship landed on the soils of the unknown planet. He had hope that their stop wouldn’t take too long. They just needed to find food, which they could do without bothering the locals. It was fuel that might present a problem, but as long as the planet’s inhabitants had some form of fuel that they could use, none of them had time to play .
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