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. *
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 &arotarot’s too.).
~~~**
“Am I the only one that thinks Bulla and Bardock
are entirely too friendly towards each other?”
It was Gohan (after just short of two months of baby-sitting the brood)
that said this first. He pointed at
them, as the two siblings hovered above the ground lazily, very close
together. Bardock turned his head to look
at his sister and they might have been kissing they were so close.
fellow.”
“He’s
a Saiyan,” Vegeta said, “And he’s the oldest.
He doesn’t have to be nice.”
Goku
was purring, leaning back in a chair and rubbing his rounded stomach.
first-born had said and found that he wasn’t that worried about it.
had been freaked out about Goten and Trunks and they weren’t even brother and
sister. But there was something that
seemed disturbingly right about Bardock’s reaction to his sister.)
“So
is incest a Saiyan thing too?” Gohan asked
Vegeta
gave him a glare. “Do you imagine that
entire cultures just pop up out of the grouspanspan style="mso-spacerun: yes">
If there was one man and one woman to start a species, how many times do
you think the species has been inbred to produce such a broad population?”
“It’s
wrong.”
“Fortunately,”
Vegeta said in reply to Gohan’s remark, “I will not lose sleep over your
opinion.”
Goku
would have rolled his eyes, but it took too much work.
this conversation between the two of them.
Arguments were par for the course whenever Gohan was around Vegeta for
more than five seconds. Which meant that
Goku either saw a lot of his son or a lot of his mate.
long. Goten, however, had no problems
with Vegeta. He regarded him as an
extra part of his father, and gave Vegeta a piece of his mind whenever he felt he
was being mistreated. And Vegeta
handled Goten the same way he handled any of the children.
he was more often than not, able to get himself out of trouble with just a
little pouting.
So
right in the middle of this conversation, Goten came running out of the
house—Trunks tailing behind him—and the little bitties ran up to Goku.
forward to whisper to him: “Are you sure I’m a boy?”
Vegeta—with
his especially keen hearing—just smiled at Goku and then turned and shouted at
Bardock. Left right that second on a
very important training session with the brood. Gohan looked confused, turned to look at Goku, Goten and Trunks.
“What
was that? Why’d he leave so fast?”
“What
does yours look like?” Trunks asked.
Looked up at him.
“My
what?” Gohan replied.
“Your
private parts.” (As if that was the
most obvious answer to all questions.)
And
Gohan smiled like a dork, scratched the back of his neck, and took off without
so much as an answer. That left Goku
all alone with the little bitties, and they climbed onto his lap and stared at
him. He considered putting this
discussion off indefinitely. (And after
considering it, he decided this was the best course of action.)
Patted
his son’s head and assured him that: “Yes, you’re a boy.”
This
was enough for the little ones. They
shrugged their shoulders, twined their tails together and ran back into the
house.
~~~***
Bardock
was the one to inform his parents that the babies would be making their grand
entrance into this world very soon. He
helped his father carrying the necessities up to his parent’s bedroom.
took the brood out of the house to the back yard (with Bulma) and promised to
keep them all out of the way and out of trouble.
Which
left Vegeta to sit on the floor and listen to Kakarot snore in the nest that he
had constructed from blankets and sheets.
Much like last time, except they both already knew what to expect and
they were fully prepared this time. So
he sat on the floor and listened to his mate sleep, waited for the smell to
change around him and the labor to go from passive to aggressive.
two. Found a great irony that they
would be named after both their parents.
(Hoped like all hell that they were both boys. He loved Bulla and Goten, but females got very territorial around
one another. Especially if they were
both fertile.)
Goku
opened his eyes, looked at Vegeta and sighed.
“I don’t like this part,” is the warning that he gave his mate before
there was the rush of wetness from the ‘water’ breaking.
upper body up and started to pant.
Vegeta moved him around so he was between the baka’s legs.
contracted. Tighter and tighter and
then it just loosened, and Goku would pant and rest.
“Shouldn’t
be very long,” Vegeta assured him.
“No,”
Goku told him, pushed his head back into the blankets, “I think they’re on
their way out now.” Curled back up,
grabbed his own knees and pulled them up as he hissed out a curse word.
Vegeta
watched littlittle head emerge, hooked his fingers under its chin and gently
pulled on it, ignored the rush of slightly blood liquid that came out with the
child, and held him with one hand while he clamped and cut the cord that
attached him to the afterbirth. “Son,”
Vegeta informed his mate.
“Let
me have him,” Goku said. He took one of
the warm towels that Bardock and Vegeta had brought up and Vegeta set the baby
on it for him, let his mate wipe their son off and heard him purring—that
comforting mother’s purr. Held the baby
to his chest, and smiled when it started to suckle. “I’m going to miss this.”
Vegeta
snorted. “Not in three months you
won’t. I remember how whiny you were.”
“Yeah,
well, have someone suck on your chest all day long and see how it makes you
feel.” He curled back up as he said
this, and gritted his teeth.
“I
leave that privilege to you.”
Goku
relaxed again. Looked at Vegeta.
straight.” Then he looked down at his
little son and said: “Doesn’t he, little Vegita?” Back up at Vegeta. “He
agrees with me.”
This
did not faze Vegeta. He had changed the
brood’s diapers. Changing four
squalling Saiyans would make changing the two youngest ones seem like a walk in
the park, he was sure. Nothing would
quite top Takashi’s insistence that what was supposed to remain in his diaper
also doubled as finger paint.
“Next
one,” Goku said.
And
sure enough; the next little face was emerging. The necessary movement’s later, and he was holding his last
son. “Look,” he said to his son,
trilling, moving him around so he could see his mother. “It’s little Kakarot.”
wrist, and picked up the towel to wrap it around him. This one (unlike all of his older siblings) was not screaming at
the top his lungs. He just blinked his
wide, black eyes, and stared at his father.
Bulma
knocked on the door lightly. Goku
pulled a sheet over his waist, and then said: “Come in.”
She
stepped into the room, with Goten wrapped around her shin.
room, and ran over to his father, jumped over the mess on the floor and landed
up near his shoulder. Looked down at
the baby. Purred and patted little
Vegita’s head.
“He
was right outside the door the whole time,” she said. Unlike Goten she kept her distance. And watched them with a sort of maternal grin of pride.
and the brood.”
Goten
leaned in really close to his father’s ear, and whispered: “Can I do
this?” Pointed at the babies.
Vegeta
handed Kakarot to his mommy because the newborn was starting to get that look
on his face like he had enough of this staring shit and was going to start
screaming should he not be shown the way to the food. Thankfully, he managed to attach himself to his mother’s chest
before screaming became necessary.
“A
long, long, long, long, long, long time from now,” was Goku’s answer, “You
should be able to have babies too.”
Goten
giggled. Ruffled his father’s
hair. “I want to have lots of
babies.” Then he moved away from Goku,
jumped into Vegeta’s lap and laughed again, wrapped himself around Vegeta and
waited until he was hugged in response.
Then he turned, stood on Vegeta’s legs and looked at his new brothers,
one little arm thrown around his step-father’s neck. “Lots of them.”
“Come
on, Goten,” Bulma said, picking him up, “I’m sure Trunks will be very upset if
you stay away for very much longer.” He
nodded his agreement, waved good-bye to his father and let her carry him out.
~~~***
Two
hours later, the whole brood had come into the room, looked at the new ones,
nicknamed them the littles, and then with an approving trill or purr, they had
left again. Two hours later, and Goku
had discovered that he had not cracked his tail-bone this time, but as he put
it ‘bruised the hell out of it trying.’
And—this he informed Vegeta of with a huge grin on his face—his ‘extra
parts’ had not left him. But Goku was
sleeping, and the babies were sleeping, and Vegeta was leaning back into the
pillows, listening to his mate breath and his baby’s heart beat.
the frenzy of feedings and diapers and messes would start all over again.
And
though he would not admit it to a living soul, he very much liked to be a
father. Hated the fucking dragon for
giving his mate this ability, and giving Vegeta this bliss and then ripping it
away from them because the Dragon was PMSing or whatever the fuck justification
he used.es"> He thought of what his life
would be like without Bardock, and then what it would have been if he had been
able to have more children. Thought
that what he told Goku was the truth.
Their children would have children, and they could watch them grow.
they were not immortal, and Goku was still young enough to have children but
not so young that it was the best time for breeding.
Goku
stirred, yawned, sat up and then the babies started to cry.
full-out screaming. He moved to
retrieve one of them as Goku picked up the other, and they met back on the bed,
arranged their newborns so that they could eat, Goku could lean back and rest
and Vegeta could sit and watch it all.
Beautiful.
~~~~~~***
Just
two words short of the word count.
Gk: That sounded like the freaking end.
Vegeta: No, there’s always the ‘sex after pregnancy’ chapter.
Gk: Oh. Okay.
Vegeta: And there’s the sequel.
Gk: Sequel?! How is there a
sequel if this isn’t even over yet?
Vegeta: That’s a good question. But
from the plot line I’ve seen, we’re going to get to have sex in it.
Gk: You make this sound unusual.
Vegeta: Well, it started out all about Goten & Trunks.
Marie:
Yeah, Trunks remembers all his possible futures.
And thanks for reviewing! (It’s
the reviewing that keeps me updating.)
Luna:
Bad internet to turn off like that.
Mechanical Butterfly:
I was busy all weekend too. (very glad I decided not to try to update on Sunday.)
Glad my stories put a smile on your face. (You reviews always make me grin.)
Getarian:
Bardock doesn’t consider Trunks his responsibility because
Trunks is the first born of a different mother. He considers Trunks as (even though he doesn’t show it often) an
equal almost. And he more or less lets
Trunks take over watching Goten. (But
if you remember the depressing-ass future, Bardock killed Goten because it was
his privelage as Oldest. But he didn’t
kill Trunks because Trunks was not his to kill.
(Bardock and Vegeta would probably get along until
Goten showed up and then all hell would break lose.) (Or Bardock would walk in on his parents in the role-reversal and
have a heart attack.)
And I didn’t know you had a story or I would have
been bugging you to let me read it.
Tra-lala-lala!