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Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter Fifty-one
You stared at the spot above you, looking up in disbelief to the roof. Everything had happened so quickly that you barely had time to process. Yesterday you'd told Chichi that you'd feed and look after her boys so she could at least have a few hours with Goku. The offer had been a bitter pill that almost stuck in your throat but you'd made it. No matter your opinions on the woman she had raised a wonderful boy in Gohan. And from what you had seen of Goten so far he wasn't so bad; he was a bundle of energy but he was a very happy little boy and usually really polite. You felt that they were a credit to all that Goku was and it was more than you'd ever done; more than you were ready to undertake at least. You felt she deserved something for that effort, even if it was just time to talk or...not talk. It was the last part, knowing that they could be intimate, which had been the harder part to deal with. Of course even the idea of them just cuddling, holding hands, or talking was hard - the longer you pictured it the harder it got. Which was why you'd made the offer to her quickly before thinking it through. And she'd accepted with a bit of pleading from Goten and assurance from Gohan.
After that you'd taken them to a buffet so they could stuff their faces right beside you. That poor buffet. You were pretty sure that the manager regretting charging the kid price for Goten. He ate more than any human adult. After dinner you'd taken Goten to a large, rarely used park to play a few games. Something that ended up very much like Fetch and when Gohan joined in, it became keep away. At some point Goten turned it into a game of Tag when he decided to tackle you. You supposed that was probably his favorite game. With the intensity that you and Gohan had set he'd gotten tired out pretty quickly. Though not too tired to turn down ice-cream on the way back, even though he'd been too tired to walk back so Gohan carried him.
You and the boys had gotten back to your studio. You'd put Gohan on shower duty for at least his brother (who was far messier than him) and he'd taken the opportunity to wash up as well. You'd taken their clothes to wash up and dry before morning, giving each of them something to wear until then. After your own shower you climbed into bed with Goten, offering Gohan the spot on the other side of his brother if he wanted it since you didn't have a couch. He'd decided against it and slept next to your large window, telling you about sleeping under the stars on the ground when training with Piccolo. Apparently other than his mom's cooking he'd missed having a bed a lot during that time.
That had been why you thought Gohan had climbed into bed at some point. You'd left the invitation open.You figured with Goten between you and another person the morning wouldn't be so bad. Your heat rarely set in full force before noon; and by rarely you meant that it hadn't since you'd come back to Earth. Unfortunately, that morning proved to be different and you were starting to think it was your bed partner's fault. The other person who climbed into your bed hadn't been Gohan. He'd disappeared at some point.
It had been Goku that joined you and Goten in bed. Goku - the same man who was supposed to be spending time with his second wife. The wife that he actually remembered and had lived with for years prior to dying. So to see him in bed with you even if he'd naturally taken up the spot on the other side of his youngest son, had been shocking. You didn't understand why he was even there to begin with and how it was that you didn't sense him climbing into bed. He was hard to sense being dead and all but...seriously, you hadn't woken up when a grown man climbed into bed with you? That seemed like it was going to be a problem. Especially since it seemed to wake up your sex drive early. Which in turn caused the whole mess that just happened.
You bit your finger as you stared up at your ceiling. What were you going to do?
Slowly you sat up, still dazed. Honestly now you were hot and bothered. Goku had seen to that. The blush on your face as you thought about what had just been about to happen, what you had accepted under very pleasant persuasion, ran across your mind. But there were other pressing matters. Namely all of the Son boys. Goten was on the roof no doubt impatiently waiting for you and a bag of cookies. Then there was Goku and Gohan to attend to as well. From what you could tell Gohan's energy was flaring. The longer the silence dragged on the stronger his energy got. But preceding his energy was what you assumed was Goku's. Dead or not once something climbed that high that quickly it was impossible not to feel it.
A sort of dizzy panic filled your belly as you quickly got dressed into fresh clothes. Ones that were far harder to bypass than a gown and you hoped stimeaded at least part of your scent. You weren't sure that it would work but you had to try. Though it wasn't like your clothing was going to help redirect your thoughts. If anything having a lot of clothes on was just going to make you uncomfortably warm. It was something you were going to have to deal with.
Once you were as ready as you were going to get, you made your way up to the roof and held out your hand to Goten. He took it singing something about cookies. Though at that point it felt like white noise to you as your heart hammered in your chest. You kept thinking about what you'd just done as you and Goten descended from the roof with ease. Or at least you kept thinking what you'd just been a part of.
It was true that Goku had married you first. So technically him marrying Chichi was like cheating on you. But at the time he didn't remember you so for him it was as though the wedding never happened. You weren't sure if it counted now that he remembered. Or did his marriage to Chichi count as him divorcing you? Because that's what it felt like to you. It might not seem fair to Goku in the state he was now but that's how seeing him with his family felt to you. Like he'd casted you aside for her and at least two of the children he wanted because he hadn't wanted to wait.
So by that emotional logic he had just tried to use you, his ex-wife, to cheat on his current one. You'd been hesitant at first, mostly because it didn't feel right with Goten there and with Gohan who new where, but you'd started to give in. It was hard to say no to Goku. It hadn't been that long for you so regardless of your emotions over Chichi everything you had with Goku was still fresh and new. More or less. And your soul had been butterflied and laid out before him with everything that you'd gone through. That's how exposed and raw you felt in front of him. It hardly seemed to matter, in that moment, that he was eighteen years older than you at worst and ten years older than you at best. He still felt like the Goku that you had known in that moment. Not physically; he was a lot thicker and chiseled now compared to when he really was seventeen. But emotionally he felt the same. And that was probably what had you saying yes by the "end". Or at least you hadn't been saying no.
Thankfully before you'd surrendered you signaled Gohan that you needed help. You felt guilty for doing it, for dragging the mess before his very eyes. You just weren't strong enough to stop Goku by yourself - your morals and will weren't strong enough without support. Gohan had a much stronger will than you did. He was his father's son.
"Hmm why are daddy and big brother fighting?" Goten asked innocently.
He was still holding your hand as you and he walked through the city. You had promised him cookies after all. It seemed only fair to you that you kept your promise so that the reason why he was waiting for cookies didn't fester in his head. The last thing you needed was for Goten to talk to his mom about how he saw his dad and you "wrestling" under the blankets with his dad making sounds. Especially if that meant she'd confront you. Which you had a feeling she would. And you doubted she'd wait for you to be out of class. Which you'd be returning to tomorrow. Oh wonderful Mondays. If she confronted you at school things would only get worse. Half the population of the High School thought that you were sleeping with your "cousin" Gohan. Which made you a slut at best. If Chichi confronted you about Goku you would at least turn into a homewrecking whore. One that might be into family orgies of the students had any sense of imagination and knowing teenagers they did. Even Gohan might get shit for a situation like that.
So yeah, best to keep why he was owed a bag of cookies from festering in his head. Just for everyone's sake.
You looked down the innocent little child caught up in the tarpit of relationships. "They're fighting because of me."
Goten frowned. "Was daddy not sharing you with big brother?"
Blush. Massive blush. And you nearly choked on air. You knew that Goten hadn't meant that in the way that your heat-amped mind took it (which was extremely sexual on top of your worries from a moment ago) but that didn't stop you from imagining. That did not help the pulsing between your legs in the least. And you were already too warm to be comfortable.
"Huh? Why are you so red? Are you made at my dad because he wasn't sharing?"
This little boy right here was going to kill you. And he technically wouldn't even be responsible. It was your own fault that your mind kept going to dirty places. The cruel trick of biology that this heat nonsense was. If it wasn't for the fact that you'd had your organs messed with enough for multiple life times you'd look into having the tubes tied to see if that would help. It seemed that one of the two organs that hadn't been harvested from your body at some point had been your uterus simply because they hadn't wanted half saiyans mixing up the gene pool. And you didn't trust human (female) birth control to work on a saiyan body at this point either. Which meant you were stuck being easily aroused and exceedingly dirty minded for three days every lunar cycle.
"Something like that Goten. I wanted to sleep more. Your dad wanted to play but I didn't want to play. He caught me by surprise. So Gohan was trying to get your dad to stop so I could sleep more."
"Why didn't daddy just wait?" Goten asked in a reasonable tone as you and he crossed the street.
"You dad isn't good at waiting."
"But since you're marrying big brother, you'll be able to move in with us and daddy will get to play with you whenever he wants."
...part of you really liked that idea. Because Goku was really good at "playing". At least he was the last time. Admittedly you had no one to compare him to but you were pretty sure multiple orgasms spoke for themselves. The other part of you reminded you that Goten definitely hadn't meant "play" in an adult way.
"But he'll have to learn to share," he was cute when he was trying to be serious and stern. "Because big brother will want to play with you too—-"
This kid was going to kill you. Your brain was not helping. You body was making it worse.
"—-and so do I! Heh, I bet Trunks will be so jealous. I'll have a big sister to play with and he won't."
Thank the lords above (excluding the supreme Kai) that you and Goten had finally gotten to the store. You let him run in there to pick out a thing of cookies (bag or otherwise) as you lingered near the check out. You tried to get your thoughts to calm down but it was a slower process than you would have liked.
Once everything was paid for, you took Goten's hand again and started towards a more secluded area. You needed to get the tyke home after all. You'd promised Chichi that you would. But as you thought about how fidgety that Goten was holding onto his cookies, you realized that his mom might ask why he had cookies. And that was likely to get just as messy as him thinking and then talking about it as if he didn't have them.
So instead you went to a park to let him run around the equipment and eat his cookies. As you sat down, however, Gohan appeared.
He looked completely torn up. His clothes looked like they were barely staying on his body (which was ducking hott but you were trying not to stare) and there was blood dripping from his split lip. Your heart beat faster for multiple reasons as lust and fear battled. Fear won when you realized that one of his arms was out of socket
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