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Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter sixty-six

Broly set on the ground with his back resting against the side of the couch. For all intents he very well could have been asleep. You ran the sturdy metal comb through his long, black mass of hair. As you worked through all of the hair, you hummed. Sometimes you’d sing part of a song but rarely more than a line or two. Almost unrealistically there didn’t seem to be any knots in his hair despite its length. If it wasn’t for the fact that you’d been experiencing the same sensation, you’d have been jealous.

After ten, maybe fifteen, minutes of brushing out his hair you put down the comb. Without disturbing him you lowered yourself backwards off of the arm of the couch so that eventually your back was on the cushions. And then you curled your legs up and to the side so that you could sit up.

“Told you that would feel nice,” you said with a smile.

Broly only made a small sound. Which you took for a sound of agreement. You smiled at that as you leaned your head back on the couch.

“Broly?” You asked as you tried to think of how to word your next part. “Why are the other Saiyans afraid of you?”

“They are weak,” he answered simply.

“I’m weaker,” you reminded him.

He turned his torso around so that he can stare at you. There was something almost unnerving about how calm his features seemed now compared to when you first met him. It was almost like he was a completely different person when there was nothing to anger him.

“You do not have to be strong. You have not challenged me.”

“So am I a slave then?” You asked, genuinely curious to see where you fit in his scope of the world.

He was quiet for a while as he turned back around. He answered you with a simple: “No.”

You got up to your knees so that you could lean over his head. You moved rather slowly just to make sure that you didn’t surprise him.

“Then what am I?”

“My friend.”

You smiled at that. Hopefully that was a good thing. You supposed it was better than being thought of as a slave at least.

“What about the others? Can they be your friends too?”

“No.”

Well shit. That was rather blunt.

“Why?”

“They are too weak.”

You frowned at the circular reasoning. He said that you were his friend despite the fact that you were weaker than the boys. Yet he denied being friends with the guys because the were weak. It made no sense.

“Broly, I’m confused,” you admitted as you sat back so that you weren’t hanging over the side of the couch.

“They want to challenge me but they are too weak.”

“Compared to you everyone is too weak,” you muttered just loud enough for him to hear.

If you didn’t know any better the slight sound he made almost sounded like he was preening.

“They continue to challenge me instead of submitting. Which makes them stupid.”

You blinked. “So if they submitted then you wouldn’t try to kill them?”

He made a thoughtful sound that turned into acceptance. Which you groaned at. Getting any of the saiyan men, half or otherwise, to submit would be harder than finding a glass of ice water in hell.

“Ever thought about not starting the fight?” You brought up. “Maybe if you stopped getting angry around them they wouldn’t try to challenge you. I mean last time you did look like you were going to crush the boys’ skulls between your hands. I know you didn’t and you could have if you wanted to, but it looked like that’s what you meant to do when I first saw you.”

“Getting angry is easy,” Broly answered honestly.

“Yeah, kind of picked up on that.”

“I’m angry all the time. Except around you.”

Again, something you noticed. Which was going to be very problematic soon. It was already difficult balancing your school day and homework with making sure that Broly’s attentions were diverted. You felt like with Gohan going home every day at lunch to tend to his mom that you barely saw your friend anymore. Not to mention your more human friends...they’d been neglected most of all. Soon you we’re going to have to cut ties with even them as you studied for your GRE. There was no way you were going to be able to juggle Broly, Goku and being a mom while still attending school. Not to mention that you were going to need to find some way to support yourself financially once the baby was born. Which was going to be easier said than done as there really weren’t too many people that you felt comfortable even thinking about leaving a child with.

“You really, really need to get better at that,” you told him honestly.

“Why?”

You took in a deep breath. “Because soon...I might have something that will make you angry. And I can’t risk you getting angry when I have it. So I will have to stay away.”

He turned to look back at you once again. He didn’t look nearly as calm as he did before. And his expression was demanding.

“I’m pregnant, Broly,” you said. You noticed that he seemed like that meant nothing, just another word he had never needed to learn. You gently put your hand on your lower stomach as you elaborated. “There is a new saiyan growing inside of me. A baby girl.”

His eyes widened slightly. His voice sounded really quiet. “You can make more saiyans?”

Slowly you nodded. It stunned you that, that seemed like a new concept to him. Even Goku knew what being pregnant was. And that girls were the ones that got pregnant. He just hadn’t known how that happened originally. Broly hadn’t even understood that until just now.

“How long does it take?”

“Honestly I have no idea. Humans take about nine months. And they’re shaped a lot like us so I’d guess somewhere around that time. I’ve been pregnant for over a month.”

Well, the fetus was about five weeks old as far as development went at least. Technically you’d only been re-pregnant for a day and a half. During which time you’d been taking things slow to make sure that everything healed up just fine. Not that you didn’t trust your adopted mother but it felt like it should have been harder than it was. Then again you were judging their technology based on you understanding of medicine and surgeries on Earth.

Broly stood up and moved around the couch. He knelt in front of you, his hand going to where yours was. Not that he’d be able to really feel anything. The child hadn’t even developed legs yet. It was like a tadpole shape still. But you let him feel about as he came to terms with the fact that you were growing another living being.

“So you are rebuilding the empire,” Broly observed.

You smiled and laughed at that. “Not what I meant to do but...I guess if you want to look at it like that. But it will take a long time before my daughter can learn to fight. A couple years. First she has to be a baby. And babies make a lot of sound. They cry a lot. Even I might get angry once in a while. But...I know how to control myself when I’m angry.”

Broly sat back slightly, his hand still on your stomach. And he frowned as he thought about the situation.

“So when she’s born, I won’t be able to be around for long. You’re going to get lonely. That’s why I thought maybe you could try to make friends with the others...or at least not get angry with humans so you can look around by yourself.”

“Who’s the father?” Broly asked instead, barely paying attention to what you said. “Is it my daughter?”

...wow being really clueless over reproduction was starting to feel like a saiyan thing. Not only did you have to explain it to Goku but you were going to have to explain the birds and the bees to Broly. Which seemed much more dangerous actually but much more necessary at the same time. Goku might have promised not to provoke a fight even by acting aggressively around Broly but you wanted to make that as easy on him as you could. If Broly claimed that Goku’s daughter was his own you could see how that would spark a fight. Especially since she was one of the main incentives as to why Goku agreed to all of your steep demands in the first place.

“No, it’s not,” you told him calmly. “To have a child the natural way, a male and a female from comparable species like humans and Saiyans have to have sex. Sex is when the male gently puts his penis into the hole between a female’s legs called a vagina when she’s ready and well lubricated. Then the male moves in and out without going very hard so that the female doesn’t get hurt. Eventually it will feel really good for the male and hopefully the female too, so good that the male put a liquid inside of the female called sperm. This sperm stays in the female to try and find the egg she has. If it succeeds, there’s a good chance the female gets pregnant. If it doesn’t, then to get pregnant the female needs to have sex again.”

You took a deep breath as you judged his reaction. You were very careful to add stipulations to your words. You figured if you put the ideas in his head early on, it would be much better. That way if he wanted to have a child of his own he would have to believe that he had to be gentle and not hurt anyone to do it. That was probably the best protection you could give any female against someone like Broly. You also felt like you could do something more to help for future situations. So you continued to talk.

“Because of the fact that you can have a child by having sex, you should always do it with someone you like and trust because they might end up being the father or mother of your child. And once that happens most people try to stay with that person so that the child has both a mother and father as they grow up. It easier to protect a child that way. Most babies are really weak and easy to hurt. Which is why parents have to learn to control their anger so that they don’t hurt their own children.”

“Who did you have sex with?”

“An old friend,” you avoided using Goku’s name. You remembered how Gohan said that Broly specifically had a hate boner for him. “You haven’t seen him recently, so before you ask it’s not Gohan.”

Broly drew his hand away from your stomach. “I will work on my anger. You will stay.”

“Uh…” well that backfired. “Broly, the father of this child is coming back. He wants to help raise it. You and he will probably not get along. At all. And I really like him but...he is the kind of guy who might accidentally challenge you…”

Even though he promised he wouldn’t do it on purpose of course. If Broly really did hate Goku as much as Gohan claimed though, you wouldn’t be able to hold it against him if Goku was just trying to defend himself.

“Hm,” he contemplated as he stared at you. “I will not hurt him if he does not challenge me.”

That was probably the best promise you were going to get from the legendary saiyan.

“If you want me to keep coming back as often as I can, I need to do something first okay?”

“What?”

“I’m going to make a wish that will make it so that you can control your own anger. That way you are your own master and no one else. Seem fair?”

Broly nodded. You let out a deep breath. Now you just had to sell the idea to Trunks and Goten whom had been collecting the dragonballs to make their own set of wishes. And knowing them you needed to do it soon.

‘Hope you can wait a few more days Goku...gotta do this right.’

“When you can create a new child again, it will be mine.”

Well...shit.
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