Saiyans Can't Fight Destiny | By : ss_dragon_lady Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 6041 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 22
Bad News
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Two weeks later Trunks touched down in the yard of Capsule Corp. with Pan in his arms.
“You can let me down now.” Pan laughed.
“Not yet. I got to carry you across the threshold.” Trunks grinned. He walked up to the door and turned the handle. Upon it opening, he walked inside and kicked the door closed behind him. They softly kissed, happy to be home.
“There you two are.” Bulma squealed when she saw them. Pan and Trunks jerked apart smiling. He carefully put Pan down. Bulma ran over to them.
“Pan look at you. The baby has grown so much, your showing.” Bulma grinned.
“Yeah.” Pan laughed pulling up her shirt some, showing off her pouching belly. With her small frame, you could defiantly tell she was pregnant.
“Yep he is getting big.” Trunks smiled placing a hand on her stomach.
“We can’t tell if it is a boy yet or not Trunks.” Bulma laughed.
“Don’t even bother Bulma. Trunks is so sure that it is a boy. You will not be able to tell him other wise.” Pan said shaking her head.
“That right, it’s a boy.” Trunks curtly nodded.
“What ever you say. Come tell me everything.” Bulma laughed before walking into the living room. They both just followed her. They sure weren’t going to tell her everything, some of it was triple X. An hour later, the two women were laughing so much they were crying.
“I would have loved to see your face Trunks when Pan got on Space Mountain anyway.” Bulma laughed.
“You really should have seen it he was so mad.” Pan giggled poking him in the side. Trunks was not amused.
“Yes I was and still am. That ride is not for a pregnant woman. The signs plainly stated that. She had ridden everything else. I didn‘t want her on it.” Trunks said angrily.
“Come on Trunks; stop treating me like I am going to break.” Pan said placing a hand on her stomach. “Me and this kid are tough. We can handle anything.”
“You are my woman and I don’t want you taking any unnecessary chances while you’re pregnant. I don‘t care how tough you and the brat are.” Trunks growled. His Saiyan blood coming out and sounding too much like Vegeta for the girls liking. He soon realized what he had said and he knew he was in for it now. He glanced over to Pan to see her barely able to control her anger. Bulma hated seeing them argue and knew this was fixing to get out of hand.
“Hey, before you two say anything that you might regret.” Bulma said getting their attention. “He is right. You do not need to be putting to much stress or excitement on yourself.”
“Fine I won’t do anything else that could be harmful.” Pan huffed not liking being tag teamed. Trunks smiled happy for getting his way. Pan did not like this and she was going to get back at him. “But in my defense. Ever since I told him what you said about being easy. He really does think I’m going to break. Can you tell him otherwise?”
“I just don’t want anything to happen to either one of you.” Trunks replied. All the fight went out of Pan with that comment. She couldn’t stay mad at him for just wanting to keep her safe. Deep down she had known that all along, but that can of evil worms had already been opened.
“I’m sorry Trunks. I’ll listen to what you say from now on or at least until the baby comes.” Pan smiled.
“Ok truce.” Trunks smiled.
“Now that you two have come to an agreement. What is this about not breaking? Are you talking about sex?”
“Well, yes.” Pan blushed. She had already forgotten what she had asked Bulma. The color drained from Trunks’ face.
“What about?” Bulma asked looking back and forth between the two.
“MOM!!! I do not want to talk about sex with you.” Trunks exploded.
“I am Pan’s doctor. So talk to me like her doctor and not your mother.”
“NO!!!! That’s too weird.” Trunks said shaking his head.
“Better me then anyone else because I won’t tease you.” Bulma smiled. Trunks hung his head. She was right. All the men would tease him mercilessly.
“Well uh… you see…I……..I wanted…….to …. Know….. About….” Trunks stammered embarrassed.
“Bulma he wants to know what not to do during sex.” Pan blurted out tired of all the stalling and wanting to get it over with.
“Oh that’s easy. Nothing fancy or rough. Make sure the positions are comfortable for both of you. It will get more awkward as you get farther along so try different positions just be careful. Do you two do oral sex?”
“MOM!!!!!!!” Trunks yelled turning red.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Be careful when you do this. Do not blow air into her. The blood vessels in that region are larger now so an air bubble could go straight to her heart and be fatal. As she gets farther along and sex gets clumsy this might be the only way to get gratification.” Bulma nodded seriously. She didn’t mind talking to them. She would rather tell them what she knew then have something happen to Pan or the baby. “What else, oh yeah, no foreign objects go into the female body at this time, except the male organ. That’s all I can think of right now.”
“Thanks for the advice Bulma.” Pan smiled. Trunks sat, still blushing but he took everything his mother had said to heart.
“When you are done with your business, don’t collapse on top of her. It could hurt the kid.” They heard Vegeta say. Trunks just put his head in his hands completely embarrassed now and sick to his stomach. That’s all I needed. Bulma and Pan looked towards him and nodded. Vegeta turned and headed into the gravity room with out another word. Bulma could see Trunks was looking sick so she decided it was time to get off the subject.
“Pan are you up for a sonogram?” Bulma smiled.
“Yeah. You coming right, Trunks.” Pan said tapping the back of his head. He looked up with a pink tint to his cheeks.
“What?”
“We are going to go look at our baby. You coming right?” Pan smiled placing her hand in his.
“Yes I am.” Trunks grinned starting to feel better. They walked down to the lab. Pan ran over and jumped up on the table, lifting up her shirt. Trunks walked up beside her and took her hand.
“I guess your ready.” Bulma laughed going to the sonogram machine and flipping it on.
“Yes.” Pan grinned. Bulma squirted some jelly on then put the handle against Pan’s stomach. She started sliding the handle around quickly finding the baby.
“There it is.” Bulma said pointing at the screen. “I told you that it would start looking like a baby soon.”
“The arms and legs are formed.” Pan smiled.
“Is that his tail or it‘s…….?” Trunks asked trailing off, pointing at the picture.
“Yes that is it’s tail. I will not be able to tell what it is for two or three more weeks.” Bulma smiled switching to another machine. “Now I am going to do a Ki reading.”
“I would like to know that too.” Trunks smirked. Bulma put the new handle on Pan’s stomach rapidly getting a reading.
“Wow I was not expecting that. Your baby’s Ki is sitting at 2000.
“Is that good?” Pan asked worried.
“Yes it is. You see you are 1 ½ months like 3 in human terms where Bra is at 3 ½ months like 7 in human terms. Her baby is sitting at 500. Your baby is a lot stronger and I bet will just keep getting stronger.” Bulma grinned.
“Well why is he so much stronger?” Trunks asked worried.
“It is because of you two.” Vegeta said from the doorway. They turned looking at him. Trunks hates when his father does that. “It is because you two are so strong.”
“Then the baby will get stronger?” Pan asked shocked. That was the second time Vegeta snuck up on them with out feeling his Ki. Pan looked to his wrist and saw the Ki hider on it. So he has one too.
“That is guaranteed since you two were most likely super when it was conceived.” Vegeta smirked.
“I can’t wait to see how much stronger it will get.” Bulma smiled.
“Well we just have to wait on that too just like finding out the sex of the baby.” Pan grinned wiping the jelly off and pulling down her shirt. “Trunks I know we just got back and all but I’m hungry let’s go out to eat.”
“Ok.” Trunks shrugged his shoulders. They both walked out the lab door. Bulma turned to Vegeta.
“Why are you so worried?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Vegeta spat.
“You can stop being so tough. You and me are the only ones in the room. I also can tell you are worried about Pan and the baby. Tell me why.” Bulma grinned. She knew she had him. Vegeta stood stewing for a couple of seconds. He hated that the woman could read him so well. She has always been able too. He finally spoke.
“It is because the brat is so strong. To strong, to be this early in the pregnancy and it will continue to get stronger. It is not good. Pan may be strong now, but when it comes time, the brat will start sucking up her energy along with the labor. The brat will continue to get stronger while Pan gets weaker during the whole birthing process.”
“So what does that mean?” Bulma asked worried.
“If Pan does not have the energy or strength needed to get through it all and get the baby out, they will both likely die.”
“What!!!!! This can’t be happening.” Bulma said shaking her head. “Well if it looks to be getting bad, I could do a c-section on her.”
“Won’t work.” Vegeta huffed. He wanted a strong grandchild but not at the expense of his son’s mate. Pan had earned a place in Vegeta’s heart right beside his family. “The combination of Pan’s Ki and the brat’s will make her stomach impenetrable. The skin will not be cut by anything. “
“Are you sure.”
“Trust me. Many of Saiyan women died in childbirth. If it looks bad you can do one of two things to get in her stomach.”
“Do I even want to hear this?”
“Probably not but you need to know. Either kill the woman to save the baby or kill the baby to save the woman. It was usually left up to the father, back on Vegetasi.”
“I don’t know what to think. What did the father usually choose?” Bulma asked near tears.
“He usually chose the brat especially if it was a boy. The thinking was, the woman was more replaceable, then his brat, his blood. Also that the woman did not deserve to live if she could not bare the child of her mate on her own. The problem is Trunks is already so sure that it is a boy, can you guess which one he will probably choose.” Vegeta replied coldly. That is the only thing about the Saiyan race that he hated. It was how his mother had died. He never got to see her and his father would never talk about her, he would say she was not worth remembering.
“That is horrible. I am glad I did not live there. As for Trunks don‘t be so sure about that. He loves them both.”
“You sure would have never made it on Vegetasi. We will just have to wait and see what Trunks will choose in the end, when both are suffering.”
“So with Pan all we can do is hope for the best. That everything will go right.”
“Pretty much.” Vegeta said, going towards the door. Bulma was shocked with how cruel his planet had been. He flung over his shoulder. “Don’t tell anyone about this.”
Bulma sat staring at the picture of the baby on the sonogram machine. Pan I hope and pray that you both will be fine, for all our sakes especially Trunks’. If anything happens to either one of you, Trunks will be devastated. I hope I will be able to pull off a miracle if something happens. Bulma reached up touching the screen. Little one, please don’t hurt your momma. You are her dream come true and you have no idea what pain you will put her through to come into this world. You need to protect her with everything you have when the time comes.
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“Trunks are you still mad at me?” Pan asked while they were zipping through town.
“About what?” Trunks asked glancing over to her than back to the road. She was beautiful in his eyes. She had changed clothes, now having on a yellow sundress. The wind whipping through her hair. He honestly couldn’t remember what he was mad about.
“Oh I don’t know. Maybe because I got you cornered with your mother and the topic of sex or the whole not listening to you thing.”
“No I’m not mad anymore about either. I guess I am glad you made me sit through the sex lecture with mom. At least I now know what not to do. I just wish my father had not heard anything.”
“I don’t think he will say anything. I mean he went back into the gravity room with out saying anything else. It was the perfect opportunity. I think he knows we are trying to be safe with the baby.”
“I guess your right. About not listening, still a little. I am not trying to control you and I know that is what you think, but I’m not. I just want everything to go all right.”
“Everything will be alright.” Pan smiled scooting over next to him, then kissing him on the cheek.
“Okay if you say so.” Trunks smirked. The way she was sitting, he had a nice view down the top of her dress and she knew it.
“What are you thinking about?” Pan smiled.
“Nothing important.” Trunks grinned putting an arm around her shoulders. Pan put her hand on his chest and ran it down into his lap.
“Feels pretty important to me.” Pan smirked giving him a squeeze. Trunks swerved almost hitting a truck then jerked the car back into his lane. Pan giggling beside him, squeezing again.
“Pan you need to stop before I kill us.” Trunks struggled to get out.
“I’m just trying to make up for getting you mad.” Pan pouted.
“If you were going to do that, we should have stayed home. I thought you were hungry.”
“I am hungry.” Pan smiled before applying pressure one last time, then moving her hand to his knee. “We will just have to continue my apology later.”
“We will.” Trunks smirked. They pulled up in front of a very nice French café. They went in side and ate with other things on their minds.
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A month passed with Bra having severe mood swings. People coming and going from the house getting the nurseries ready. Pan already having her nesting phase and food cravings. Trunks turned over in bed and reached beside him grabbing empty bed. He sat up and sighed. I wonder where she is tonight. For two weeks, Pan had been wondering around the house cleaning or eating everything. He tiredly got up to look for her. When he found her, he was not happy to see what his 2 ½ / 5 month pregnant mate was doing. She was on her hands and knees on the nursery floor scrubbing it with a brush. He got on his knees beside her taking her hands in his to stop her, making her drop the brush.
“Pan I don’t want you on the floor. Besides this floor has been cleaned by professionals when they finished in here yesterday.”
“I know that but it still isn’t clean.” Pan struggled to get the brush again.
“Pan.” He said gently moving both of her wrists to one hand and using the other to cup her chin, making her look at him. “It is clean.”
“I….I…. I….I……..I….. I Don’t know what is wrong with me.” Pan said finally tears starting to run down her cheeks.
“Nothing is wrong with you love.” Trunks smiled wrapping his arms around her. “You just want everything perfect for the baby.”
“I try but it’s not coming out perfect.”
“Panny, everything is already perfect for our baby. If has you for it’s mother.” Trunks said wiping her tears away. Pan smiled at him. “Now come on let’s go back to bed.”
“I guess.” Pan replied. He got up then pulled her up too. They were walking out of the room when Pan froze grabbing her stomach.
“What’s wrong?” Trunks asked whipping around to face her, completely worried.
“Uh……I ….I….” Pan tried hand still on her stomach.
“What is wrong?”
“Nothing.” Pan smiled sweetly taking his hand. She placed it on her rounded stomach. “Your baby just kicked for the first time.”
“He did?” Trunks grinned. He applied a little pressure feeling his Ki rise, and then he felt the baby kick. In that moment, Trunks knew his heart had been stolen forever. He would do anything for his child just like for his mate.
“Did you feel that?” Pan asked near tears again.
“Yes I did.” Trunks smiled feeling it kick again. With his Ki sitting at 4000, it was powerful. “Does it hurt?”
“No it just feels weird.” Pan smiled. She took hold of his hand again and led them over to their room. When they were inside, she turned towards the bathroom, pulling him with her.
“Panny what are you doing now?” Trunks asked. He was afraid he was going to have to start cleaning now.
“Don’t worry, you don‘t have to clean. I just want a shower.” Pan smirked when she turned around. “And I want you to join me.”
“That I can do.” Trunks smirked pulling her into his arms and kissing her. They walked backwards into the room striping off what little clothes the other had on.
The next two weeks passed with Pan finally getting her mood swings and they weren’t pretty. The house was really taking a beating between the two girls as were the people in the house. Trunks touched down in front of his home. Man, I’m tired, those meetings today seemed to drag on forever. I just hope Pan is in a good mood. Trunks went through the door and around the corner into the living room.
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