Marked

A/N: Thanks for the reviews! This first part... yeah, foreshadowing almost, I guess XD. Oh, and I make the most awkward positions...ever. XD



Warnings for this chapter: Some more lovely RAPE. Uhhh. Shota. Alien-sex...or XENOPHILIA. Saiyans are aliens right? XD



Marked

Chapter 3

Cell\'s Appearance and the Hyperbolic Time Chamber



It was much later that Goku returned, a blank expression on his face as he walked into his home. It was already late into the night, Chichi having gone to bed and Gohan having flopped on the couch, just waiting for his father to return.



“Gohan...” Goku mumbled as he spotted his son dozing on the couch, the boy\'s arms and legs splayed. The full Saiyan grinned tiredly as he walked across the living room and gently eased Gohan into his arms. Floating so as to not wake his slumbering son, Goku flew to the boy\'s room, flinging back the boy\'s red-and-blue blankets before frowning at the boy\'s attire. Pulling off shoes, socks, and his shirt, Goku got to the boy\'s pants and paused, wondering where his pajamas were. Pulling off his jeans, the father pondered for a moment before going over to the closet and finding soft, cloud pajama bottoms. Maneuvering them onto Gohan, Goku looked around for a shirt before giving up. Shrugging as Gohan shivered in his arms, the father placed his son in bed, about to cover him when the boy tugged on his arm and wrapped his arms around Goku\'s neck. The older male barely put out his hands in time to save himself from crushing his son underneath him.



The full Saiyan, now stuck between waking his son or sleeping with him, sighed lightly and shifted them so that his son lay curled across his chest, arms still secure around his father\'s neck. Pulling up the blankets and snuggling under them, Goku kissed his son\'s cheek, who smiled in return.



It was to this scene that Chichi groggily walked in on. She stared at the two, wondering when they were going to tell her about this, but shook her head lightly, laughing lowly as she turned and walked out of the room. See, Goku and Gohan had moved around that night and the boy had lost his pants and boxers at some point. Waking up cold, Gohan had glanced down to his father\'s pants and promptly slipped them down the man\'s thighs before slipping into them himself. Then, to get his arms warmer, the pre-teen stuck his hands up Goku\'s boxers, then finally put his head against his father\'s lower stomach, his chest pressed into the man\'s groin comfortably-well, that was until this morning...



As Chichi shut the door, Gohan awoke, blinking wearily as he went to stretch, but found his arms tangled with something bright orange. The brightness of it made Gohan cringe as he pushed it down and out of the way. Then he came face to face with a problem.



“Gnnngaha?!” was all the boy could manage to gurgle out as his brain seemed to register that there was an erect penis staring him in the face. Broly\'s leering face came to mind first and Gohan\'s black eyes began to tear, looking up and expecting those blank eyes to be staring into his very soul, but only saw his snoring father. It took a minute for the image of his father to really … penetrate his mind, but when it did, Gohan blushed about 500 watts of power and struggled to get away from the-



“Daaaaaa-gnnnnnnnna!” Opening his mouth had been a bad idea. Since his father\'s penis had been so close in the first place, and Goku just had to move at that moment. The boy stopped all movement, just breathing in deeply for a moment before letting it out. Gohan\'s only thought was: “My father\'s delicious cock is in my mouth...” And then, “My child has a fucked up momma...”. So, glancing up to his father to see his still sleeping face, Gohan opened his mouth wide and eased off the man\'s cock, whimpering each time his tongue gently lapped the underside of the pulsing erection. Finally, it was out and the pre-teen had a moment to stare at it before he realized he was getting hard. Jerking himself away, the boy didn\'t notice the fact that he was: 1) naked and 2) in his father\'s pants.



“Gah?” was the response to Gohan twisting them both onto the floor. Goku shook his head as he blinked awake, wondering why the bed was so hard when he noticed flailing arms sticking out from underneath him. Quickly pulling himself off of his son, the full Saiyan groaned as he felt the tingling-ness of a hard-on. Looking down into startled obsidian eyes, Goku stared back before he felt his breath leave his chest.



“Ah-! Sorry, son! I\'ll get out of your way...” And Goku pulled up his orange boxers and pants and practically ITed out of the room as he disappeared from Gohan\'s field of vision. Said boy sat up and stared at his closed door in silent confusion before he looked down at his own morning wood with a mixture of displeasure and bemusement.



But when the fact that yesterday had indeed happened hit him, Gohan\'s hardness vanished, his hands massaging his forehead as he moaned in displeasure. Glancing around for his discarded pajama bottoms, the pre-teen slowly put them on, thinking about how he wanted to go about pretending not to be … preggers for the next some-odd-months. Well, it was going to have to get out, or he was going to have to run away from home and hide from everyone...



Walking downstairs, ready for breakfast, Gohan continued to think of his options, biting his lip as he sat at the table, where a fruit salad was already placed. The boy blinked, thinking that this was the first time his mother had really made something so healthy for breakfast. Well, if he though about it, since he turned 6, she had been trying to make sure he was eating healthfully.



“Oh, good morning, honey... how did you sleep?” Chichi asked as she scrambled some eggs, peeking behind her to see her son\'s reaction.



“Good morning, mom! I slept well, dad is a good pillow...” Gohan giggled innocently, making his mother raise a brow before she dished out the eggs on to a plate. Handing him his serving, Chichi paused one moment, turning her head towards the stairs before Goku appeared, licking his lips.



“I could smell food, why didn\'t anyone call for me?” the woman of the house chuckled, placing her husband\'s food at his spot as the man made his way down the stairs more refined.



“Sorry, hun... I thought you would smell it, so didn\'t think I would need to call you...” Both Gohan and Chichi laughed at Goku\'s dramatic pout. After the three ate, including Chichi, everyone settled into a momentary silence, a comfortable wave of enjoyment floating around them.



Gohan, however, only felt it for a moment, since his little child decided to call attention to itself by flaring its ki and causing his stomach to drop a meter to rest somewhere by his feet. What am I going to do? I-I\'ll have to go somewhere for awhile... just tell my parents that-what? That I need to get away while those androids are still around? They\'ll never let me! Even dad would-



Gohan looked up when he felt an intense stare on the back of his head, seeing his father\'s cocked head facing him as he blushed slightly at the gentle smile that flitted across his handsome face-



“Oh, Gohan, do shut up your brain now...” he mumbled aloud, causing both parents to throw him a skeptical glance as he smiled widely, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.



“Sorry, just thinking about all the homework I have to do...” At that, Chichi grinned, laughing before she got up and hugged her son close.



“Ah, Gohan, you\'ve been studying ever since you guys got back from that horrid trip into outer space... Go get some air, relax! Have fun!” And then she pulled back, their black eyes clashing as she reached up and ran her hands through his unruly, spiky locks.



“You\'ve got to be a kid sometimes...” she said in response to his wide eyes. Goku giggled behind them, making the mother-son pair look at him.



“Ah, Chichi, that was very uncharacteristic of you!” The woman put her hands on her hips as she turned towards her husband, tapping her foot on the ground as she glared him down.



“That better?” she hissed before easing back into a relaxed stance, making Goku blink as he stopped covering his head. “You know, Goku, I think you get to go do the laundry, fire wood, grocery shopping and lastly... clothes shopping with me today while Gohan plays outside... How do you feel about that?” Gohan kind of felt bad for his sweat dropping father, but realized it was a perfect* time to go find a good place to hide away from everyone for the last few months of his pregnancy.



“Okay, Gohan, go have fun now, but do come back before dark!” Chichi commanded, smiling when her son grinned back. Skipping out of the kitchen, Gohan didn\'t catch the worried look Goku threw his way. Or the way Chichi frowned at his pajama bottoms.



---X



It took awhile to find a secluded, yet close-to-a-town place for him to hide away with his pregnant state. Well, why it took awhile was mainly due to Gohan finding so many others things that were interesting... like that pink flower growing out of the side of a cliff! *Or maybe that red and white bird that flew over that one waterfall back there... Then there was really tall tree he had to climb...



...So basically, Gohan had ADD for a good time before he found a decent-sized cave around 600 kilometers away from his own home and near a little mountain community that was loosely inhabited, but did have a decent grocery store and a small hospital.



It was while covering the small opening to the cave with brush and tree branches that someone appeared behind him. Gohan didn\'t feel anything, since he was so busy covering his new hiding place, but he did feel the hand on his shoulder and the push that had him falling through the entrance.



The boy tumbled forward, coughing as he got dirt in his mouth before the person behind him put a foot on his back. Choking as the man, by the deep timber in the laugh that followed Gohan\'s struggle, pressed harder into his back, the boy screamed as he went Super Saiyan, throwing the man away from him.



“Well, at least this kid has more kick in him than that passive purple-haired boy....” That\'s when Gohan got a good look of his assailant.



Magenta eyes pierced his very soul as the green creature smirked widely at the frightened look that suddenly overcame the boy\'s features. He was tall, covered in black-spotted green scale-ish stuff, and had an evil aura that radiated blood-lust and destruction. It was the creature that had the many kis mixed into one-the one that felt like Goku, Piccolo-



“I am Cell... or Perfect Cell at this stage, an android Dr. Gero made...And you must be...Gohan Son...” the android chuckled as said Saiyan backed away from him with wide turquoise eyes. A green flash distorted Gohan\'s vision before he looked up at Cell and only saw Broly\'s blank eyes staring at him with hatred.



“N-no, not again...” he mumbled, the boy\'s legs scrambling below him as he pressed desperately closer to cave wall, just trying to get away.



“Oh? Is this the way Saiyans act?” the android tutted, moving closer with slow, deliberate steps. “What would your father say?” At that, Gohan barely remembered to raise his ki twice to signal for his father\'s help. But before he could finish the second one, Cell had grabbed him by the neck, grinning in success when Gohan choked, the boy\'s hands immediately trying to pry the complete android\'s fingers from his neck.



“Hmm, I think we\'ll give your father a warning, huh? Just to tell him that he doesn\'t stand a chance against me....” Magenta eyes flashed as Gohan gasped, biting his lip harshly when Cell ripped off his pajama bottoms with ease. Those evil eyes cascaded down the boy\'s body with a critical eye before spearing Gohan with a completely lustful gaze.



“Well, we\'ve got ourselves a prize, now, don\'t we? No wonder that Trunks kid screamed your name when I killed him...” (!). Cell suddenly licked a path down Gohan\'s neck, moving his hands and instead pinning the boy\'s limbs down with his own. Taking one hand, Cell touched lightly down the boy\'s chest, getting squirming, deep breaths and whimpers in return. Circling around the boy\'s dick, the android slowly ran a hand down the shaft, smirking as it started to get hard in his hand. Then abandoning the quivering boy\'s problem, Cell threw the boy\'s legs around his waist, satisfied when Gohan wrapped them slowly around his waist in resignation.



A finger probed the pre-teen\'s entrance abruptly, who struggled to get away, tears of shame running down his face as the pregnant boy felt the digit shift inside of him. Turquoise faded to black, blonde-gold hair flickered back to black as well, the demi-Saiyan hiccuping as he fought to calm himself.



“P-please!” Gohan pleaded, the feeling of deja vu overcoming him as the vision of Broly standing over him filled his eyes. Cell laughed loudly, leaning forward to whisper in his ear.



“There\'s no way you\'re getting out of this, little boy...Time for some fun!” Cell licked right over his mark and Gohan twitched as it throbbed. The android raised a curious brow at the reaction and let his long fingers run over the mark with a triumphant smirk overtake his features.



“So, already got marked, kid... Good, I hope your father knows his son has been taken...twice now...Ahahaha...” The perfect form bit next to the mark, making it glow red as Gohan groaned. His Super Saiyan powers pressed harshly against their restraints to free themselves from the boy\'s unconscious hold as Cell finally unsheathed his cock and pumped it a few times before guiding it to Gohan\'s hole. Just as Cell penetrated Gohan, his cock half-in, Goku appeared, Super Saiyan transformation flaring with power as his eyes narrowed on Cell.



“Get. Away. From. MY SON!” Goku roared, flying forward as Cell smirked and dodged by pushing himself against Gohan and thus thrusting the rest of his cock into the pregnant boy who screamed in agony, gold painting his body before it faded. The full Saiyan growled lowly, bristling before he tackled Cell, ripping him harshly away from his son as said boy screeched and crumbled to the ground.



Pouting slightly, the green android faced Goku, sheathing his erection with a pissed expression on his face. The father stood in front of a panting Gohan, who could only wince as he tried to stop his heart from beating out of his chest.



“You\'re going to regret not letting me finish, Goku... After all, Gohan and I were having such a great time together...” he smiled widely, making Goku narrow his eyes and change his stance.



“You won\'t have Gohan again, Cell... I promise you that if you ever get close enough to Gohan again, you\'ll find yourself hating the proximity...” Cell raised a brow at that, laughing as he glanced down to the broken kid on the floor.



“You\'re a fool, Goku! But I will give you the chance to prove yourself, since this is a completely one-sided battle now... I will host the...Cell Games... a tournament to decide the fate of the Earth! And if you can beat me, well, I\'ll leave... But, if you can\'t beat me, then the Earth is my prize...and Gohan with it...” Grinning, Cell turned around, disappearing from the two Sons\' view as he exited the cave.



There was a moment of silence before sobs were heard, Goku shaking himself as he turned around and knelt by his naked son. Cradling him in his arms, Goku looked up at the ceiling of the cave and wondered who hated him enough to punish his son... (3).



“I-it happened again! I\'m weak-so weak! I\'ve let it happen-happen tw-twice...” Gohan choked on his words, tears falling on to an orange shoulder.



“Wait-twice?! When was the other-!” But when he peered down at his son, the man found the boy passed out against him. Taking in a deep breath, Goku let out a long sigh, grabbing the boy\'s pjs and ITing to a nearby lake to clean his son.



Sitting at the edge of the lake, the full Saiyan gently eased his limp son into the water. The blood came off easily enough, though Goku was distracted adequately that he didn\'t hear three people drop down behind him.



“Kakarot... what happened to your brat?” Vegeta asked in a gruff voice, Mirai Trunks and Piccolo coming around the man as he pulled Gohan back into his arms.



“Umm, Cell got to him...” was all the Earth-raised Saiyan had to say before the Prince of all Saiyans walked up and ripped the boy from his father\'s arms. The three watched as Vegeta ran a critical eye over the unconscious form before he turned the boy and promptly...



….giggled.



“D-dad?” Mirai Trunks asked with wide-eyes wondering why the fact that his future mentor\'s naked form would be laughable when the short man stopped, handing Gohan back to Goku, who had stood up at this point.



“Oh, nothing... Just something Gohan needs to tell us about sooner or later...” Vegeta waved a hand at them, as if blowing them off as he turned away. Piccolo\'s eye twitched as he resisted the urge to strangle the arrogant Prince before Gohan groaned in his dad\'s arms.



Blinking open black eyes, the youngest demi-Saiyan stared at his father, then Mirai Trunks, pausing on Piccolo before giving a skeptical glance to Vegeta before returning to Goku\'s worried set of onyx orbs.



“I\'m...naked...” was the only thing Gohan could think of to say to the three people staring at him so intently. The time traveler laughed lightly, blushing as he picked up the cloud-covered pajama bottoms before Piccolo pointed a finger at the boy. A purple gi covered his nakedness, a cape like Piccolo\'s own on top of his shoulders. Goku only frowned before he patted his son\'s head with an affectionate smile.



“So, there\'s something you need to tell us about, right, Gohan?” It was to this question that the half-Saiyan began to panic, his stomach fluttering uncontrollably before he almost put a hand to his stomach and blew his own cover. Instead, he buckled down, gaining Vegeta\'s narrowed look as he calmly lifted his head up to stare down his own comrades.



“No, actually...Just that Cell is way stronger than I...” he shrugged as he pushed out of his dad\'s arms and dropped firmly to the ground, his eyes catching Vegeta\'s as he asked: “Now, why would you ask me that?”



The Prince of all Saiyans gave him a pointed look, as if testing him. Gohan stared straight back, not breaking eye contact, nor blinking as Trunks fidgeted at the tension in the air. Goku couldn\'t shake the feeling that his son had lied to him about needing to tell them something...But the part about Cell was all too true.



“Gohan, we\'re going to train in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber tomorrow...Is that okay with you?” Everyone stared at the Earth-Saiyan before Vegeta asked the question.



“What\'s this \'time chamber\' you speak of, Kakarot?” the man growled, folding his arms over his chest as he stared down his rival.



“Oh, wow, I forgot to tell everyone about it! Kami knows, maybe he can explain it better through Piccolo...” Glancing back to the Namekian, said alien rolled his eyes before huffing as all eyes turned toward him.



“The Hyperbolic Time Chamber is a door to another dimensional field that\'s located on the Lookout where time essentially speeds up in there while time outside stays the same. For example, you spend an hour in the chamber and it will only be a minute to those outside. And it has varying degrees to the \'weather\' so to speak. It will get fiery hot and icy cold the longer you stay in there. It also has a high gravity, about 30 or so times Earth\'s own gravity...But, there are limitations to this... You can only go in it for what would be two full years inside at any given time of your life, for the chamber will lock you inside if you go longer... And there are no ways out beside the door....So, that\'s the Hyperbolic Time Chamber...” There was a moment of silence before Mirai Trunks bit his lip and nodded.



“Sounds like a good place to train, alright...” Vegeta actually nodded in agreement with his son before smirking.



“I\'m going in there first! Then I\'ll go beat that nasty green creature with my own two fists before you do, third-class scum!” And Vegeta was gone, apparently forgetting his “game” with Gohan as he blasted off towards the Lookout. His son stared after him before gesturing hopelessly at the heavens and waving goodbye to the other three. Then he joined his dad in the sky.



“Well, Gohan, make that in around two days, since Vegeta and Trunks will be in there for most likely a day, themselves...” Goku grinned widely as his son blinked up blankly at him.



“So...in this chamber, a year will go past while a day only passes here?” Gohan asked, suddenly attentive. Both of the adults nodded, wondering why he would ask of it when the boy suddenly bolted.



“Mom\'s going to kill you, dad!” was all he said in response to his own actions, Goku silently screaming as he flew after his son. Piccolo looked up to the setting sun, wondering how he got associated with such strange people...



---X Next Morning



Gohan was in a state of utter and complete panic: he couldn\'t find the capsule full of his C-section knives so he could stab his stomach and pull that baby out of him.



Okay, rationally, that would probably kill him within one minute, but the pre-teen was very much considering it. But the capsule was gone... he couldn\'t find it! Rushing around his room and throwing stuff everywhere as he moaned pitifully to himself, Gohan stopped as he narrowed his eyes. Didn\'t he put them safely /away/ somewhere where his /parents/ wouldn\'t be able to find it? He couldn\'t quite remember due to his random mood swings.



So, that\'s how Goku found Gohan laying face-down on his floor, sniffling into the carpet and moaning about something or another.



“Uhh...Gohan, are you alright?” the father asked, kneeling next to his son with a frown marring his usually jubilant expression. Teary eyes looked up at him before the boy cried out and grabbed the man around the middle, mumbling something into Goku\'s chest before Gohan pulled back.



“I-I lost something...very very important to me...” the demi-Saiyan said clearly, bottom lip trembling as tears leaked down his cheeks.



“Let me help...what was it?” Goku asked gently, wondering what was so important that it could move his son to tears.



“A-a capsule... with some important things in it...” the boy muttered back, eyes darting around. He had the other capsules, but that one he had purposely put somewhere else... Where was it?!



“Okkkkkkay, let\'s start looking!” Goku smiled widely, picking up Gohan and standing up. Letting the boy on his feet, Goku began to look all over, making his son watch him with wide eyes before Goku got on his stomach and looked under the bed.



A flash of memory hit Gohan... He had hid the stupid capsule in his mattress! Slapping his forehead, Gohan got down next to his father and crawled under the bed.



“Gohan?” Goku asked as he poked something in the corner of the bed, watching a the bug got up and walked away hurriedly.



“Ah-I remembered where it was...” Gohan answered sheepishly, reaching over his dad and to the slight cut in the mattress above him.



“Hehehe, you hid it! Clever, now I know where you hide things...” the full Saiyan raised an amused brow at his groaning son, before the boy yelled triumphantly as he pulled back a green and blue capsule. Shoving it in his pockets, Gohan turned, looking at his father as the man smiled at him.



“Do-do you really think I can make Cell not...come near me again?” Gohan asked in a small voice, looking at their feet before Goku chuckled lightly.



“Gohan, if you wanted to, you could defeat Vegeta, Frieza, Cell and any other person you wanted to... When we get in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, we\'re going to get that Super Saiyan transformation of yours some training. And you\'re going to get strong and confident!” Goku grinned widely as Gohan stared up at him.



“B-but dad! Turning Super Saiyan only came twice... With the androids and with Br-Bro-Broly...” The half-Saiyan blinked back the angry tears that wanted to appear, biting his lip as he looked down at the dirty floor beneath them.



“Gohan... We\'re going to train... and you\'re going to be able to fight the hardest battles and you\'re going to be as strong as you allow yourself to be... That\'s the ticket right there...” a hand brushed along his cheeks, making the boy look up as Goku smiled. “You have to believe in yourself and half the training is done... because when you believe you can be stronger than your opponent, then you can be!” The boy giggled helplessly as two tears escaped, making his father hug him, even in their interesting positions. As they pulled back, the front door slammed shut, the mother shuffling below.



“Goku! GOHAN! Where ARE you two?!” Chichi yelled as she passed by her son\'s room, her steps loud as the two giggled under the bed.



“Thanks dad...” Gohan smiled, both moving out from under the bed and sitting up as the woman of the house passed by again. There was a silence as she stopped, her head poking into the doorway as she blinked at them.



“I could of sworn I looked in here...” She mumbled before she frowned. “You\'re both covered in dust and cobwebs! Bath time, now! By then, lunch will be ready...” She said in a matter-of-fact tone, getting chuckles from her family as she made her way back downstairs.



Goku stood, ruffling his son\'s hair before he cracked a grin. “You heard your mom, bath time!”



---Later that Day



It was after dinner that Goku and Gohan left for the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, capsules in Gohan\'s purple gi. Hands sweating, heart pounding furiously and a frown marring his usually smiling face, the young Saiyan could only gulp as Vegeta and Trunks walked out of the time chamber, the Prince smirking widely as he spotted his rival.



“Kakarot, there won\'t be a need to go in there, since I\'m going to go defeat that thing now!” Vegeta said, walking past the father-son pair with a large smirk. Then he blasted off, leaving his long-haired son to follow him.



Piccolo walked up to them, gesturing to Bulma, who had an angry glare on her face before she turned to the father-son pair.



“Hey Goku, Gohan! Good luck in there! Here\'s some Saiyan armor that will sustain the extreme weather...” she handed them both a pair, Gohan running his eyes over it as he stretched the spandex.



“Thanks, Bulma! These will come in handy! Come on, Gohan, let\'s get going...” Goku led his son to the large door, Gohan struggling for a moment before he grabbed his father\'s arm.



“D-dad... I-I don\'t know about this...” He said, a pleading tone entering his voice as he stared up at his father. Said man frowned and knelt down to Gohan height, a hand pressing to the boy\'s head.



“Is there something you need to tell me?” obsidian eyes widened, seeing Piccolo, Mr. Popo, Bulma and newly-appointed Dende in his field of vision.



“Um-um...” It only took a split second before the ki inside him flared gently, making Gohan breathe deeply before he shut his mouth and turned back towards the HTC.



“Gohan?” But the boy was already stepping through, making the father quickly run after him. As the door shut, the pre-teen felt with it the inevitability of telling his father of his pregnancy was sealed.



Doom was on the horizon. Gohan was going to have to kill his unborn child, because, what could a pregnant 10 year old do? He could throw WILD mood swings at Cell, who could get utterly confused by his crying, sobbing mess and thus would be open for an attack... Well, that wouldn\'t work now, since they would be in here for a YEAR. Wait-where is this?



“Gohan? You okay, son?” Goku asked as he stared at his unmoving son\'s form. Then the boy turned in one fluid movement and said the words:



“I\'m PREGNANT! I\'m fucking preggers! Holy fucking Kami, and DENDE, I\'m PREGNANT, and I\'m going to have this child in HERE! Fuck me!” Well... that could have gone better, was all Gohan could think as he calmed down. There was a stunned silence before...



“Gohan...I think we need to talk...”



“Oh shit...”

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XD Okay, um. I know that that rape scene sucked. XD I tried so hard to fix it and then I just kept fucking it up XD So, I\'m leaving it as it is until I can write some truly awesome rape to fix it later.

R&R! Thanks :D