Tainted

Tainted
Chapter 8: Confession
Pairings: Goku/Vegeta

WARNINGS: This is about male/male relationships if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.

Notes: Okay everyone I’m giving all of you one last opportunity to figure out the pain whose been causing all kinds of Cain then after this it’s on and cracking ^_~

Thank you all for the fabulous reviews. I know it must be driving everyone crazy that you have not been able to guess the culprit. Hmm, maybe I should do mysteries more often since I’m getting this type of result ^_~

~Kaiya: I thought for sure that you would have solved it by now. Well, hopefully after you read this then you will ^_~

~V: Your moment is almost here.

~Kewla: Sorry for turning your world upside but it was necessary. And yes, if was a snake it would have bitten you by now. The answer is as plain as day like the nose on your face. Shot, maybe I made it too hard. {tapping finger to temple} Naaahh!

~Goku_Mum: Here it is! Thanks for the email ^_~ Believe me I’ve been trying for Kami knows how long to get a beta reader. It seems that no one wants the job {frowns} Hey, if you know any body please {on hands and knees} direct me to them I’m in need, very badly ^_~

~Nelia B: I know the teaser was cruel of me {smirk} Wanna guess what I did again? {smile}

~Yavanna: That is a pretty name. I’m glad that you’re enjoying this so far. I’m thrilled with how it’s going myself, and Savannah is doing just fine. Thank you for asking.

Now enough of my endless chatter on with the story. Enjoy!

~oOo@oOo~

Vegeta was up bright and early the following morning. He had already did his morning workout and shower. Now he was making breakfast for a small army, namely him and Goku. The other Saiyan stumbled out of bed and cautiously entered the bathroom.

Goku’s breathing was coming out in pants. He was starting to panic when he tried to get into the shower. After what seemed like forever he couldn’t bring himself to get in. He grabbed all of his bathroom supplies and headed toward the r shr shower. At least this way he didn’t need to be reminded of what happened.

The scent of bacon, pancakes, sausages, eggs, toast and whatever else Vegeta was cooking filled the cabin. Goku’s stomach rumbled. He laughed a little when the babies started kicking in protest about not eating. He gently placed his large hands over his belly and smiled. His babies were putting up one hell of a fight in there. It just sadden him to no end that he had to give them up.

Goku had just stepped out of the shower when he heard the doorbell. He quickly dressed and wandered into the kitchen where he saw Bulma and Isha. He couldn’t read the expressions on their faces. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach that something might be wrong with the twins.

“Good morning Goku. How are you doing this morning?” Isha asked.

“Um, okay I guess. I didn’t know that I had a check-up today?” Goku questioned.

“No, you don’t. Bulma and I need to talk with you and Vegeta about something”

But first things first they needed to eat. Since Bulma was use to how her friends ate she didn’t even blink as both of them made mountains of food disappear. Isha on the other hand sat there across from them gaping the entire time barely touching her food. She never had seen anyone pack away food like that.

After breakfast the small group settled in the living room.

“I need to know about how Saiyan males conceive?” Isha asked directing the question toward the Prince.

After a minute or two Vegeta finally spoke. “In order for conception to take place it must be done under a full moon. However, the moon must be at its’ zenith, which is at midnight and we must stay in our human form.”

“Human form?”

Vegeta smirked. Isha wondered if she was going to like the answer that he was going to give. “Saiyans have the ability to transform into their altered state called Oozaru. In this form conception would be difficult because our senses would over whelmed by fierce aggression.”

Isha’s eyes widen at that fact catching the underline meaning. “In other words . . .”

“In other words we would be too busy trying to rip the world apart than trying to mate”

“How do you keep from transforming?” Isha asked totally enthralled.

“With the proper training we are able to curb our appetite for destruction thus allowing us to mate when we are ready. I had to teach Kakarott how to resist the call of the moon after his tail grew back.”

“Uh, tail?”

Normally, Vegeta would have dismissed the question but he wanted to see the human’s reaction, so he slowly and seductively unraveled his tail from around his waist.

“Oh my goodness” Isha couldn’t believe it. What she had originally thought was a belt was a tail.

The reddish-black furry length moved in a sensual manner around his firm muscular thighs. His audience stifled moans as it slithered down his chest then wrapped itself back around his waist, but Vegeta only had eyes for his mate.

The other male growled low in his throat warning the prince that he was the only one who would see his tail put on such a show.

The females slap themselves back to reality. Bulma had to excuse herself and made mad dash to the bathroom. Isha held her ground however she was unable to form a single thought.

“Isha not to be nosey or anything back what’s the point to all of this?” Goku asked.

“Well, I was going over some of your lab work founfound that you’re further along than I had originally had stated”

“How far?” Vegeta questioned.

“By four weeks” Isha answered.

“But that would mean that I would have gotten pregnant in November” Goku’s voice trailed off as he stared into shock obsidian orbs.

~ Flashback ~

The cool night air kissed their heated skin as the last full-blood Saiyans traveled to a place far off in the forest. Vegeta and Goku had consumed more then their fair share of alcohol, which was surprising. The gang had gotten together for a night of fun. Bulma and the other Z fighters had somehow coaxed the Saiyans into playing a drinking game called Quarters [ 1 ] knowing that they didn’t drink.

Both were so drunk that they couldn’t believe that they made it to their destination. This was their time. Every full moon they would get away so they could give in to their need to reek chaos and havoc around them, but as this night would have it they gave into the bloodlust.

The next morning the Saiyan couple woke with the worse hangover.

“I will never drink that god awful shit, ever again. What the fuck was that crap?” Vegeta croaked out.

“Quiet Geta my head hurts” Goku whispered. He turned over and winced a little not really paying attention to where the pain was generating from. His head was aching too much to try to even think about any thing at that point.

They disentangled themselves and headed back home. Four weeks lateku hku had told his mate that he had not been feeling well for a couple of days. Vegeta didn’t think much about and told him to just take it easy. After about another two weeks Goku was feeling fine and they didn’t give it another thought considering that he had been sick before.

~ End flashback ~

Bulma slipped back into the living room the atmosphere was tense. She saw mix emotions on both of her friend’s faces.

“Geta” Goku was beginning to hyperventilate but in a happy way. Vegeta was the father.

“Oh, fuck” The royal murmured placing a gloved hand over his face. He realized that had he played his hand and made Goku have an abortion, he would have unknowingly terminated his own blood. Vegeta suddenly got up and left without another word.

“Wait!” Goku called out but he just kept on walking.TearTears of anger swelled in the Earth raised Saiyan’s eyes as he was about to go chasing after his lover but Bulma stepped directly in his path.

“Out of my way Bul.”

“No, Goku. Leave him be. Ge’s upset right now. You have to understand what he’s going through had he made you go through wthe the abortion” Bulma explained.

Goku didn’t even think about that he was just so elated that Vegeta was father of his babies that nothing else matter to him, but Bulma was right. Vegeta was feeling terrible of what could have happened. Goku sat back down not letting his tears fall.

The morning quickly turned into the afternoon and Vegeta was still gone. Isha decided to stay with Goku until Vegeta returned. Everyone felt that it wasn’t safe for Goku to be alone until this guy was caught.

“So, Goku have you thought of any names for them”

He turned sparkling onyx orbs to his doctor. For the rest of the afternoon they just chatted away about how he ended up on Earth and how him and Vegeta got together.

~oOo@oOo~

Bulma was inputting some data into Goku and Vegeta’s file. She updated the file as much as possible. In her research she had discovered that Saiyans had a long life expectancy. Bulma was logging in Goku’s most recent testultsults when the telephone rang.

Bulma was on the phone talking to her friend. She could hear that he was scared to death. She didn’t know how she was going to help him out of this. The genius was running out the door intending on getting the full story from Yamche wae was too upset to even talk over the phone. She told him that she would be over in twenty minutes.

Bulma opened the door to come face to face with none other than-

“Shit! You should knock before someone walks out of the door”

“Gomen Bulma but I did knock I even rang the doorbell. What was I supposed to do? Kick the door in?”

“I’m sorry Gohan (a/n: gotcha ^_~). I’ve just been jumpy lately. Yamcha just called me. He didn’t sound like himself. I’m on my way to Kame house to talk with him. Wanna come?”

“Nah, I’ll pass but thanks for asking. Listen I wanted to ask you about how my Dad was doing.” Gohan asked.

Bulma looked at her friend. “I thought that you were going to visit him?”

“Yeah well Vegeta changed my mind about going over there” Gohan replied.

Bulma saw the hurt and sadness in his eyes. She pursed her lips together thinking how much of a jerk Vegeta could be sometimes.

“Hey don’t let him bother you. Besides, the only reason why he was being a little aggressive than usual is that we just found out that he the father of the twins not the bastard who attacked your dad.”

Gohan’s mouth dropped opened. He closed it but it dropped again. “Is he really? I mean that’s great. Mom’s gonna be sad though. She was really looking forward to having them.”

“She’ll get over it but I’m quite sure that they will work something out. Anyway, I better go. I’ll see you later.” Bulma threw her capsule to the ground and took off. Gohan leaped into the air heading for his mother’s house to break the news to her. He kind of wished that it wasn’t him.

/Man, she’s gonna cry something fierce/ He thought as he zoomed through the clouds.

~oOo@oOo~

Yamcha had finished taking a shower and was now dress in a pair of sweat pants and T-shirt waiting for Bulma to arrive. His heart was racing a mile a minute. Every little sound was making him jump but he needed to tell her about whd atd attacked Goku.

KNOCK KNOCK

/Well Yamcha, it’s now or never/ He told himself. Yamcha opened the door. Bulma stepped in not totally sure what to expect from her ex-lover.

“Uh, hey Bul thanks for coming by”

“Yeah, well you sounded pretty upset over the phone” Bulma sat down on the bed. “What did you need to tell me?”

Yamcha paced the floor. He wasn’t sure where he wanted to start. “Now when I tell you this you have to promise me that you won’t get mad or anything okay?”

Bulma nodded her head.

“I know who attacked Goku” He said softly.

“Yamcha you knew this entire time and refused to tell Vegeta. How could you let something like this happen to your best friend?” Bulma was furious.

“I didn’t know at first not until Vegeta came by and accused me of it”

Yamcha finally stopped pacing the floor and sat down next to her. Bulma stared wide-eyed at Yamcha after he told her.

“omg!” Bulma said jumping up from her seat.

“Nani?”

“Come on Goku’s in danger” Bulma grabbed her cell phone and called her friend’s house. “Damn”

Yamcha glanced at her with a pained expression.

“The line is busy” Bulma cursed again. Why was every thing bad happening to the people that she loved and cared about?

~oOo@oOo~

Bulma and Yamcha touched down by the lake. Bulma didn’t even bother turning the aircraft off. They ran straight to the cabin. The door was wide opened. The living room was a disaster. The sofa was flipped over fragments of glass was every where. Ki blast holes riddled the walls. Feathers were still floating around in the air. Just about every piece of furniture was either broken or turned over.

“Yamcha, we’re too late”

‘mmm’

They stopped. “Goku is that you?” Bulma called out.

‘mmm’

Bulma walked around the sofa and found Isha. “Yamcha help me.”

They were kneeling on the floor. Bulma was lightly patting Isha on the face. The emerald-eyed doctor came round.

She looked into Yamcha’s black eyes. “You bastard! How could you?” Then she fainted.

~ TBC ~

[ 1 ] I’ve gotten smashed sooo many times playing that game ^_~ I actually had a friend who could drink any man under tab table playing that game.

A/N: Evil for stopping there? Yes ^_~

Do you wanna take a guess at what just happened? So, Yamcha told Bulma and her reaction was not a good one, any takers on that? Tell me your thoughts and any comments that you might have ^_~

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Teaser Chapter 9:

The rest of the Z fighters were gathered in the Briefs family room. All eyes were on the prince. They knew that his current state was highly unstable. His energy was fluctuating. Sparks of gold highlighted the room letting all of them know not to say one single word to him if they did his response would fatal.

“Okay, this is what we know” Bulma said as she began to inform every one as what’s been going on.

~*~

Elsewhere, glazed over pools of black fluttered opened. . .


Nemesis