Even More Of Us
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Even More Of Us
Sequel
to “More of Us.”
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Notes: Slash. M/M.
*Gratuitous usage of purring. * spanspan>Mpreg. AU; naturally.
Oh, and I don’t own them.
DBZ manga.
But I do own the following birth certificates:
Bardock, Gogeta, Takashi and Bulla (Vegita & Kakarot’s too.).
~~~**
Gohan took the brood. (Bulma took the little bitties.)
The
house was completely devoid of the noises of little children.
Vegeta
spared only a bare second or two in appreciation of this fact as he sucked on
his mate’s chest. Yes, it was best this
way. Because Goku was purring and
whimpering and saying his name. (don’t
want to traumatize his children.) Legs
opened up under him. He ignored
that. Continued his exploration of the
perfect chest before him. Let his hands
wander about as they would. Slick skin
sliding under him. Touched every inch
of his mate’s chest, his shoulders, stomach.
Felt the tremors, the whimpers, the purring that begged him.
Pushed
himself up by putting his hands on Goku’s chest, looked down as the baka
pouted. Lifted his hips
meaningfully. Purred deeper.
his mate displayed himself was enough to make his head spin.
to kill him. A lifetime of doing this
would never lose its appeal. He pushed
into the skin, felt the hotness, the moistness, and it was never just the same.
Thighs
tightened on his hips, he felt hands pushing back against his chest, they
rolled, Vegeta felt the bed against his back, and Goku sat up straight on
him. Kneaded the flesh under his hands
and panted. Like a porn show.
eyes fluttering open and shut. Let his head
fall back, arched his whole body and moved.
Vegeta
pushed up. Ran hands over the skin he
could reach. Growled as he pushed up
into the body, felt it tightening, felt Goku’s ki rising, saw the bare sparkles
of yellow, felt his own power rising to match it. Then Goku shuddered, leaned down over him, hands on either side
of Vegeta’s head. Whimpered, pouted.
“Geta,”
he said, “More.”
Fuck.
pushed the legs out of his way, shoved back in, listened to the yell of appreciation,
listened to his name being shouted.
Ground his teeth together until he tasted blood in his own mouth.
around him, get tighter and moister and more perfect. Pushed in harder, faster.
Made his eyes stay open, stared down at his mate.
moan. Watched him as he wrapped his own
hand around his erection.
Watched
him explode.
~~~~**
Losing
Gohan was as easy and pointing in one direction and saying “what’s that?!”
her roll her eyes and insist that she could see something in horizon that was
not there. Gohan fell for it.
when Bulma paused to look at a window display, he grabbed Goten by the tail and
yanked him back. Clamped his hand over
the little mouth, felt teeth sink into his finger, and turned his littlest
brother around to look at him.
Goten
stopped biting, nodded his head to say he would be quiet, and Bardock moved his
hand away. “Where’s Gogeta?”
“Why?”
side, swished his tail back and forth.
“Because
I want to make sure he’s okay.”
“Oh.
pointed his arm eastward. “That
way. Miles and miles that way.”
Bardock
patted him on the head.
back up next to Trunks. Watched the
lavender-haired one grab Goten and hug him, crane his neck around to look at
Bardock and then shrug. But he never
moved his arm from around Goten.
Bardock
didn’t care. It wasn’t a grand secret
that they would be mated one day. He
jumped into the air, and took off.
Flying in the same direction for ‘miles and miles’ as Goten informed
him, and just when his patience was starting to wear insanely thin, he felt the
tiny, tiny ki of his brother. Dropped
to the ground, found Gogeta scavenging bushes for fruit.
Watched
as eyes too wide and innocent for a Saiyan turn to look at him.
brother’s face. And the little twerp
stepped back, didn’t say anything. Just
moved backwards slowly. Rose his hands
up like he was surrendering.
Stumbled. Fell.
covered it with his hands.
Bardock
controlled the impulse to pull his brother to his feet and smack him.
at him. Tried not to hate him.
trembling, and his own power, he thought that maybe he was the reason that
Gogeta was this way. Maybe by being so
strong, he had made Gogeta so weak. And
as he felt hatred burning through him for the display of weakness, he vowed
that he would never abandon him. Pulled
his brother to his trembling, weak feet.
Dusted the dirt off of him. “Whatever,”
he said, “Just remember you can’t run away from me. I’ll always be able to find you.” He turned. Heard his brother
fall back to the ground.
Jumped
into the air again. Shook as he flew
away and wanted to turn around and destroy the sniveling weak thing.
started his dissertation on how they shouldn’t lie. Listened to the lecture.
Let Bulla hug him, let her purr in reassurance to him.
it. Felt how Gohan tried so hard not to
give into his anger.
Knew
that he, ock,ock, would never suffer from that problem.
Bardock smiled. Forgot about Gogeta’s
whimpering sickening weakness. And
laughed.
Dodged
the next attack from his older brother.
Kept laughing as he fought.
~~~**
When
they all came together that night, Goten crawled into his father’s lap.
fell asleep, purring as Goku purred.
“That’s
weird,” Bulma said, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him do that before.”
Goku
petted his youngest, and looked at Vegeta, who did not have an answer
either. So they all sat in the silence—the
brood included—and listened to the dual purring of Goten and Goku.
purr. Moved up next to her mother on
the couch and curleainsainst his side.
Fell asleep.
“Must
be a coping system,” Vegeta said. He
said this as he started to trill in response to Trunks and Takashi crawling
into his lap. They fell asleep as well,
and that left Bardock to sit on the floor, cleaning his gloves and his boots,
shaking his head.
“There’s
nothing to cope about,” he said.
Nobody
objected to him. But all three of the
adults thought the same thing as they watched him meticulously cleaning his
stuff. That there was plenty to cope
about. That not everyone could stare at
the world with the same eyes that Bardock did.
It was Bulma who sighed, broke the silence: “Ma>“Maybe they just realize that they won’t be the only ones anymore.”
“That’s
probably what it is,” Bardock said as he stood up, tucked his stuff under his
arm. “Especially the little
bitties. They’ve been the youngest all
their life.” Then he nodded at his
parents and went upstairs.
Goten
opened his eyes, looked up at his father and said: “I told him where Gogeta was
hiding.” Bit his little lip, curled
back into a tight ball and went back to sleep.
Apparently
the apathy concerning the missing child extended all the way to Bulma, because
she disregarded this statement. Instead
she said: “So, are you guys going to think of names before the children are
born or just wait around and hope that they come to you?”
Goku
patted his sleeping children and said: “We’re going to name one of them after
Vegeta.”
To
which, Vegeta snorted and then replied: “If you name one of them after me we’re
naming the other after you, Kakarot.”
He was petting his children’s hair, quiet look of pride and
contemplation on his face.
“
‘Geta,” Goku whined, “Why? I’m not a
prince.”
“You’re
my mate,” Vegeta said. And that
explained all those little things he didn’t bother to say.
there bearing the Prince’s name then there was going to be one carrying Goku’s
Saiyan name. That there was never again
going to be a question of which one of them was the better.
nonsense. (there was brand new nonsense
to fight over; like who was going to get up first in the morning and make
akfaakfast.)
“Yeah…
“I
don’t think you’re going to win this one,” Bulma said,
“I
look serious too!” Goku objected.
“No
you don’t.” Bulma shook her head
sadly. “You look thoughtful
though. But not serious.”
fai
fair.” Goku turned to look at his mate,
at the way he was looking down at his sleeping children.
his children, he knew that even if Gogeta came back, he would never get that
look again. Because he had turned his
back on their family. And all in the
same thought, he realized that he would probably never see his child
again. But Bardock had, so he picked up
his little ones, cradled them in his arms and took them upstairs, laid them in
their own beds.
“Is
he okay?”
Bardock
stopped then, looked at him. Looked
identical to his father. “He’s fine.”
apart the bed frame.
“What
about you?”
“I’m
busy.”
And
Goku thought of what Bardock had become in Mirai Trunks’ disastrous
future. Thought, as he watched the
little boy work with a single-minded focus, that it was no surprise he had been
capable of such horrible things. Once that
rage inside of him was woken up, there would be no stopping it.
himself. And Goku found comfort in the
fact that he was stronger than his tiny son.
That his mate was stronger, and that Gohan was stronger as well.
how he would fight his own son.
That
future was dead. Bardock wasn’t going
to turn evil. He was just being
himself. Being a Saiyan.
been another one of the brood. And Goku
didn’t move to help him, but stood there and watched him until the job was
finished and all that remained of Gogeta were two little capsules.
Picked
up Bardock—by the tail—looke him him as he crossed his arms over his chest and
raised his arrogant little eyebrows.
Smiled, shook his head and kissed his forehead.
away the kiss. “Gross!”
“Go
to bed,” he said as he left the room, “Your father is going to spar with you
tomorrow.”
~~~~***
Gk: This chapter startet sot so promising.
Vegeta: Can we all please get over the Gogeta thing and move on to the
lust cycle?
Gk: I agree!
Card: Remember the whole two months with no nookie thing?
Gk: GASP! We’re going to skip
that, right?!
Vegeta: If we don’t I’ll kill her.
Card: Then ll nll never get nookie.
Getarian:
Yes, poor Gogeta is an angst machine, isn’t he?
gets rid of his stuff, there will be little mention of him.
Mechanical Butterfly:
You know I can’t leave my pretties so sad.
Jaygoose:
Yeah; little Goten is half-female from birth, so he
will show signs of it his whole life.
(as opposed to Goku who got his in touch with his feminine side late in
e.)
Aarika:
Even though you had to read really quick, you left me
a review. Ahhh!
Luna:
He ran away.
And I love how you just say what you want. (sex in next chapter.)
Hopefully you liked it.