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My flesh my blood	By : Jita Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8782 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fifth Chapter
Gohan stirred tiredly in the bed as a crying noise made its way into his brain. He blinked a bit and tried to chase the annoying sound out of his mind but it just grew louder as he regained complete awareness. He sat up slowly and looked down at the source of his awakening. A baby lay to his side, screaming his lungs out. Gohan smiled softly and took him in his arms and started to rock him softly to his chest. The crying grew quieter but didn�t stop.

�You�re hungry aren�t you?� Gohan said in a sweet voice as he got to his feet and looked around, a bit surprised.

He didn�t remember going into Piccolo�s room but shrugged it off, it was without importance.

He walked to the kitchen and smiled at Piccolo, who was fumbling with some things on the counter.

�Good morning Gohan. Wait a minute; I�ll do something for him.� He said, pointing to the crying infant.

�Thanks. I bet he woke you up, sorry.�

Piccolo got a bottle filled with milk out of the microwave and handed it to Gohan who nodded thanks to him and began to feed the baby, who stopped his tantrum immediately and started to suck at the bottle greedily.

�Thought of any name?� Piccolo asked as he took a seat next to Gohan.

�Yeah; Goten.�

�Nice name, where does it come from?�

�Mom liked that name; she always said that if she had another boy, she would name him Goten. And I like it too.�

Piccolo grew uneasy all of a sudden.

�Gohan, we have to discuss something.�

�Okay ...� Gohan answered with an uncertain voice.

�It�s about Goten, in fact... Do you wish for the others to know, about what Goku did, about Goten�s true origins? ... Or would you prefer if they stayed in the ignorance?�

Gohan froze at Piccolo�s question and held his son tighter to his chest. The namek saw it and looked away.

�I�m sorry for bringing it up now, after all you�ve been through, but it�s of an important matter.�

� ... It�s okay Piccolo, but I don�t want them to know ... not now, I�m not ready for that yet.� Gohan said in a hushed tone.

Piccolo looked back to his face with a gentle smile and nodded. They stayed in silence for a moment, both watching as the baby finished his bottle and started to drift off to sleep in Gohan�s arms.

�What will you tell them about my mother?� Gohan asked.

�... That she died giving birth.�

The young half saiyan said nothing but nodded slightly. He then got up and put the now empty bottle on the table.

�I�m going to rest ... I�m still tired.�

�Do you wish for me to take care of him while you sleep?� The namek asked, motioning to the sleeping infant in Gohan�s arms.

�hankhanks Piccolo, I�ll keep him with me.�

He then left off to his room and closed the door behind him. Piccolo sighed softly and got up.

~ Time to bring the news ~ He thought with an inner sigh.

He made his way to the phone, trying his best to remember how Gohan had shown him to use it. He dialled Capsule Corp.�s number, which he had learned by heart, and waited for an answer. After some seconds, Bulma�s voice was heard.

/Hello?/

//Huh ... Hi, it�s Piccolo./

/Piccolo? It�s the first time I ever get a phone call from you, what is it about?/

//I have some rather bad news...//

/What is it?/

Piccolo breathed in deeply before answering.

//Chichi died ... last night...//

There was a moment of silence.

/... .. My gosh ... how....?/

//Well, to what Gohan told me, she learned she was pregnant just after Goku�s death ... and she decided to keep it a surprise. But she died while giving birth to the child ... Gohan is still on the shock .... so I called.//

/Oh my god ..../

//I didn�t know what to do, so I buried her near the house.//

The namek waited for an answer, but all he could hear now were little sobs coming from the woman at the other end of the phone.

//Bulma?//

/Yes... I�m sorry ... Piccolo, did the child survive ?/

//Yes, I fed it some milk ... and he and Gohan are sleeping right now.//

/I�m coming./

//Wait Bulma ... I don�t think it would be such a great idea right now ... you know, I think Gohan prefers to be left alone for the moment ...//

There was another pause.

/I understand ... I will call the others, spare you the trouble./

//Thanks Bulma.//

/Take good care of the both of them, and tell Gohan I�m sorry okay ?/

//Alright.//

/Bye/

Piccolo hung up and sighed heavily, that was the worst story he ever had had to invent. At least it seemed it was working... He walked to the living room and fell limp on the couch.

~ I hate lying ~

*** 2 weeks later ***

�Gohan! Gohan, where are you?!�

It was late noon and the forest was rapidly darkening. Piccolo flew between the trees, calling for Gohan, who was no where to be found. He He tried to find the kid�s ki but it was no use, Gohan had taken the habitude of lowering it to nothing. The namek searched for another ki and was relieved to feel it close. He accelerated and in no time he reached a nearby lake. Gohan was lying on his back on the soft grass, with his two-weeks-old baby resting on his chest. Gohan was wearing a blue swimming trunk and Goten was dressed in some light clothes Bulma had bought for him.

Piccolo stepped to Gohan�s side and sighted loudly. The demi saiyan looked at him and smiled sweetly.

�Hey there Piccolo.�

�I�ve been searching you for at least one hour. Why do you keep lowering your ki like that? It�s a relief Goten can�t do it!�

Gohan looked apologetically at his mentor.

�Sorry about that, it�s just easier to relax with my energy lowered.�

�Well, it�s time to head home anyway, the nights are colder this time of the year and Goten or you could catch a cold.�

Gohan got up with the baby still in his arms and nodded.

�You�re right.�

Piccolo elevated himself in the air and above the treetops, Gohan not far behind. They started on their way at a slow pace, the house not beioo foo far.

�Piccolo... thank you.�

Piccolo slowed his pace a bit and looked behind him at Gohan.

�What for?�

�For what you�re doing, you�re being so careful and protective over Goten and I. You�re the only one left I really care for, of course I love Vegeta and Bulma, and all the others ... But with you, it�s different, you�ve always been there for me, and I�m really thankful for that.�

Piccolo looked at him with apprehension; Gohan was blushing slightly and looking down at the forest.

�... You�re welcome kid.�

They flew for some minutes in complete silence. The little house was soon in sight and they landed near after some seconds. Goten was still soundly sleeping in Gohan�s arms. The sky was dark by now and the air had cooled greatly, making Gohan shiver.

Then, unexpectedly, the demi-saiyan yelped and fell on his knees. Goten woke up at the shock and started crying instantly. The namek turned around and knelt before Gohan, who was gasping in pain. Piccolo took Goten from his arms and Gohan automatically bent down to support himself with his arms.

�Gohan what�s wrong?!�

�.. .It�s my back ... it hurts. ..� Gohan gasped out.

�Where?� Piccolo asked in a hurry.

�Argh ... it hurts . .. down; .. . my spine ...�

The namek pressed two fingers down the kid�s spine and gasped in surprise. The bones were undulating under the skin and flesh. Suddenly, Gohan gave a pain-filled cry and fell completely on the cold ground. Goten just cried louder, twisting on the ground helplessly to get closer to his �mother�. Piccolo lowered a bit the waistband of Gohan�s swimming trunk, the skin on Gohan�s tail spot stretched dangerously, like if something was trying to get out.

�It�s your tail! I think it�s growing back ...�

Gohan just gasped in pain again, grasping the grass hard between his fingers.

Piccolo took him up in his arms, then took Goten up too and hurried into the house. He ran to Gohan�s room, laid the still crying baby in his crib and deposited Gohan on his stomach on the bed.

�Gohan, just try to relax ... I don�t think there�s anything to do.�

�Kami! My ... spine feels like it�s burning up ....�

The skin on Gohan�s tail spot suddenly ruptured and a light brown tail made its way out. The pain ebbed and the demi-saiyan lay limp on the bed, tail twisting in the air calmly. Piccolo looked at him with concern as he took up Goten from the crib.

�Are you okay?�

�... Yeah; it doesn�t hurt anymore.�

Piccolo sighed with relief and started to rock Goten softly, to calm his crying. The little one wrapped his tail around of Pof Piccolo�s wrists and drifted back to sleep slowly. The namek put him back in his crib and turned his attention to Gohan.

The boy stayed limp on his stomach, his bare chest glistening with a thin layer of sweat. His eyes were closed and he was drifting toward sleep softly. Piccolo then focused his gaze on the brown tail that was tapping the bed to Gohan�s side. He reached a hand and grasped it gently, stroking the soft fur there.

Gohan�s eyes flew open and he tensed. Piccolo failed to notice and gave another stroke to the tail, appreciating its softness. A little moan escaped the demi saiyan�s lips and the namek immediately let go of the tail. There was a little whimper from Gohan at the loss of contact and looked up at his mentor. Piccolo was staring at him strangely, making Gohan blush furiously and look away.

�I�m so... ... it�s just that ... it�s really sensitive ... I�m sorry.� Gohan blabbered out, turning an even deeper shade of red.

Piccolo looked away too and walked to the door.

�I�ll let you sleep now. Good night Gohan.�

And with that he got out and closed the door behind him.

~ Crap ... stupid tail ... ~ Gohan thought angrily as he got under his blankets to sleep.

At the same time, Piccolo got to his own room. He discarded his cloak, shirt and turban, keeping his pants on and got into his bed.

~ Damn thing, should have thought that his tail would be that sensitive ... Why did I touch it in the first place anyway! Now the boy is ashamed because of my mistake. ~

He turned on his side and forced himself to sleep.

***

The next 2 months went on without many problems. It took some time for Gohan to get accustomed to his new appendage, having some trouble with his balance. The tail though proved way useful to distract and amuse Goten, who could just stare at it move for hours without tiring. The three-quarter saiyan proved soon to be strong as he already started to crawl whenever he got the chance.

Bulma came to make a visit from time to time, accompanied of Vegeta and the little Trunks. The 2 babies played together gleefully each times, Bulma chattered about anything and everything, while Vegeta gave his little advises to Gohan when they were alone.

***

It was a sunny day, and Bulma had come for one of her little visits, but this time she had come alone. She, Gohan and Piccolo were sitting at the kitchen table, Gohan and her in a deep discussion about Goten�s improvements, and Piccolo, just listening to them while holding the said Goten.

�Gohan, I have a proposition for you.� She said cheerfully

�And what is it?�

�Well, I though that maybe I could take Goten with me, fhe whe weekend you know, so it would give you and Piccolo a break. What do you say?�

Gohan thought it over for a minute and smiled at Bulma.

�Sure, it�s a good idea. And plus he won�t be alone with Trunks around.�

Piccolo smiled approvingly and Bulma winked at him. Gohan got up.

�I�m going to make a for for him ok?�

�Oh, don�t bother; I have everything that he could possibly need at Capsule Corp.�

�Okay then.�

Bulma got up too.

�Well, I�ll be on my way then, I don�t really lio leo let Trunks alone with Vegeta ... who knows what can pass in that man�s head huh. The next thing I know he�ll be training Trunks the second he can put a foot before the other one!�

Piccolo chuckled a bit and handed the baby to Gohan, who hugged him lovingly. Goten giggled happily as he was handed to Bulma. She got out and into her flying engine, placing the little boy in a special baby seat. Gohan, who stood in the doorway waved goodbye at them and got back in when they were out of sight.

Piccolo had gone into the living room and he was sitting comfortably on the couGohaGohan joined him and sat next to him.

�It�ll be great to have some relaxing time won�t it?� Piccolo said.

�Yeah, he won�t wake you up for at least 2 days.� Gohan answered jokingly.

�Right.�

Gohan laughed softly and leaned back against the couch, closing his eyes to relax a minute. There was a moment of silence, then Gohan suddenly gasped loudly and the fur on his tail bristled.

�Gohan? Is something wrong?�

Gohan�s eyes shot open and he stared at the namek to his side with strange eyes. Piccolo looked worriedly at him and put a hand on the kid�s shoulder to shake him.

�Gohan?�

But the demi saiyan didn�t answer and just kept staring at him.

~ Kami what�s wrong with me ... it�s like I�ve just been struck by lightning! Why do I feel his hand on my shoulder so much...? It�s like I can feel nothing else but that hand . .. I want more. Touch me! ... wait, what the hell am I thinking... What is happening to me?! ~

Gohan�s train of thoughts was stopped as Piccolo shook his shoulder slightly.

�Gohan, what is it, what�s wrong?�

�Pic�ccolo... I feel strange.�

Like if it had a life of its own, Gohan�s tail snaked up around Piccolo�s wrist and nudged its way between the long finders. The tall man looked at the tail, bemused. Gohan�s breathing hitched and his vision hazed for a moment.

~ Kami this feels so good! Why did I just do that ... why am I doing this? . ... Damn it I need more! Piccolo, please, help me. ~

The saiyan tail pressed the namek�s hand tightly, demanding attention. But Piccolo didn�t move, just stared back and forth from the tail to Gohan�s now begging expression.

Then, to the tall namek�s surprise, Gohan gave a low growl and pushed him down on the couch, so he was lying on his back, with Gohan straddling him. The kid�s tail whipped the air for a second before coiling around one of Piccolo�s legs. Piccolo gulped as he searched for any expression on his pupil�s face and found there a pure look of lust.

Gohan�s mind was racing; he didn�t really know what he was doing.

~ I can�t believe I�m actually straddling him! How dare I do that? It feels so damn good though ... I want to touch him more ... I want him to touch me! ~

Piccolo frowned as the reason of this behaviour suddenly struck him.

~ Why didn�t I think of it before?! The boy�s in heat for sure. There�s no other reason he would do that. I�ll just go get Vegeta ... he must know what to do about that. I hate to always have need of that cocky bastard! ~

He looked sternly at Gohan�s clouded eyes and hunched himself on his elbows, destabilising the demi-saiyan a bit.

�Get off Gohan.�

But it did nothing, the boy�s tail just tightened around the namek�s leg. Piccolo sat up completely, pushing Gohan off. He got up and headed toward the door, but before he could reach it he was thrown brutally to the floor. He turned himself around, lying on his back. Gohan was in Super Saiyan mode, straddling him again with a fierce look on his face.

The green man propelled himself on his elbows. He was about to tell Gohan to get off again, but before he could utter a sound, Gohan grasped the back of his head and locked them in a kiss. Piccolo�s eyes widened in shock. The young one�s tongue licked greedily at his lips, demanding entrance. He stupidly opened his mouth to protest and Gohan took the opportunity and slid his tongue inside his mentor�s mouth, deepening the kiss. Piccolo groaned low in his throat and started to kiss back.

~ What the fuck am I doing?! I�m supposed to stop this and get away before it gets any further, not participate! Damn it damn it damn it! ~

They broke apart, out of breath. Gohan pushed Piccolo completely back to the ground, licking his lips hungrily.

�Gohan, stop this, you know it�s not right.� Piccolo said.

�I don�t care, I love you, I want you.�

�You don�t know what you�re saying Gohan, you don�t mean that!�

The super saiyan didn�t answer and ripped off Piccolo�s cloak and shirt in a movement, throwing the shreds of cloth carelessly behind him. He then took hold of the original turban and threw it away too.

Piccolo tried hopelessly to struggle his way out, but it was no use. He knew he had to find a solution, his pupil�s actions and movements were just arousing him, and this fact was against him in the situation.

�Gohan! Stop this!�

The demi-saiyan grinned at him and pressed himself to him, his hard on brushing through his pants on the namek�s hard abdominal muscles.

�I want you so badly Piccolo ... And I know it�s reciprocal.�

His tail brushed the bulge on Piccolo�s crotch to emphasise his point. Piccolo groaned he che contact and cursed himself one million times over for his incapability of stopping his own arousal.

�Just take me... you want to... please.� Gohan pleaded weakly.

�No!�

�Why?!�

�You know why Gohan! You�re too young!�

�So what? My father did it to me ... my age didn�t change a thing.�

�Goku raped you! And what if you get pregnant again; did you think of that?�

�I don�t care...�

�You really don�t know a thing you�re saying. You�re in heat damn it! You know what that means don�t you?! You�ll regret it later if you let me have you. For Kami�s sake stop!�

Gohan�s brows furrowed in a scowl.

�So I�m in heat ... that�s what it is. Well then, we�re not much advanced huh? You know like me what the only solution is!� He hissed.

Piccolo looked up at him with a defeated face and turned his head to the side.

~ Damn me to hell... but I can�t stop him; he�s stronger than me... I�m sorry Gohan, I�m so sorry... ~

Gohan gave away his super saiyan mode and turned the namek�s face back to him with a hand. He smiled to him and kissed him chastely. The demi saiyan ripped his shirt off of himself, then, with a swift movement he ripped both his and Piccolo�s pants and carelessly threw them away.

His gaze fixed on his mentor�s face for a second before he impaled himself on him. Piccolo took in a sharp intake of breath and his hands closed in fists firmly at the sudden sensation. Gohan for his part winced and panted in the effort of blocking out the sudden pain. Neither moved for a moment. Then Gohan put his hands on the namek�s chest and used them as leverage to elevate himself a little, and let himself thrust down on the shaft into him.

Piccolo bit his lower lip not to moan out loud, drawing purple blood out with his sharp fangs. After some thrusts, Gohan�s pain left him and his panting became harder and faster, his mind dizzy with pleasure as he moved himself up and down again and again.

With a last trust down, Gohan came over his stomach; his inner walls contracting around the namek, making him reach his climax. The demi-saiyan fell to the side, exhausted. Piccolo stayed motionless, listening to Gohan�s breat as as the kid slipped sle sleep.

With a quick thought the namek made his simple purple pants and shirt appear on himself and got up. He took one of the clothes ripped earlier and cleaned Gohan�s sweaty body with it. He then lifted the sleeping one in his arms and walked to the kid�s room. He laid him down on his bed and under his blankets before leaving the bedroom rapidly. He went out the door and swept up in the hot day air.

He flew for hours, to finally reach a cold, arctic mountaintop. He walked in the snow until he arrived at the opening of a dark cave. He looked down to the white ground with sorrow, a single tear escaping his eye; and freezing into ice on his cheek.

To be continued ...
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