House of Vegeta

A/U

HOUSE OF VEGETA: The Upshot pt.32

Kakarot dozed lightly after another round of furious lovemaking with
his favorite prince. Vegeta returned many favors. The result was a
very sore and weary mate.

The ouji purred, eyes slitted as he snuggled. "Still holding that
backside, hn?"

Soft growl. "You damn near killed me."

"I didn't hear you complaining above all the noise. Maybe next time
you'll think about jumping me in my sleep!"

Kakarot hissed through sharp teeth as pain stabbed his rear. He edged
up against their marble bedpost, enjoying the coolness.

His ouji eyed him smugly. "Stop shivering like that, you'll get
sick." strong hands pulled fur sheets over his mate.

"I'm not cold, really. Just worn out."

An elaborate yawn. "Good. That happened to be MY plan."

Dark eyes sparked in curiosity. "Hn? What say you?"

Vegeta shrugged, strong shoulders exposed over blankets. "You think I
don't know what you were attempting earlier?"

A sloopy grin as Kakarot nuzzled. "Hee, seems like I succeeded...you
were pretty hot for it."

Vegeta punched his arm. "Fool. I mean the reason we made love!"

Kakarot tickled his chin. "You're cute. And sexy..."

His mate flushed, not from embarrassment. "Don't try to distract me,
either. You were hoping to make another chibi!"

Kakarot pointed to himself innocently. "Who, me?"

"Yes, you! I know how stubborn you can be-"

"Look who's talking."

Vegeta shoved him into the mattress. "None of your cheap tricks,
Kakarot...I always take my contraception even if you don't. So don't
think to force the issue!"

Kakarot tilted his head aside. "Keep your voice down, you'll wake the
cubs."

"In that cage? Nothing short of a bomb can wake them. You know the
walls are an inch thick."

Kakarot continued to stare across the chamber. "Not thick enough."

Vegeta turned over, perplexed. "Eh?"

Tousled little mops popped up from underneath soft blankets. Two
small heads looked about slowly, as the sleepy chibis blinked to
awareness.

Kakarot lifted an eyebrow. "You were saying...loudmouth?"

Vegeta purred at the cage, to no avail. Nuru and Tezar turned, button
eyes shining as they stared. Wobbly heads were still sleepy.

Kakarot couldn't help but smile at their sons. "Isn't that cute,
Vegeta?"

Nuru abruptly pushed himself up, squatting next to his sibling.

Vegeta pointed, temporarily forgetting their argument. "Look, he's
actually sitting up this time!"

Kakarot sat up in bed now. "Incredible...Nuru's been determined to do
that for weeks! He's finally suceeded."

"Ai, but not for long. See?"

It was true. Seconds later the chibi toppled over his brother. Their
parents couldn't help but laugh.

"He'll try again, you know." Kakarot was smug.

"Like his father. But I prefer Nuru's odds in his determination."

Kakarot poked a shapely chest. "We'll see, koi...I'm as stubborn as
you."

High pitched shrieks stalled another argument. In shock, both saiyans
stared at the bolted pallet enclosure. Now Tezar pushed himself
sideways, edging up into a sitting position.

"Well I'll be a bloated borgg!" Vegeta was amazed. "Now he's started
it, too!"

In a repeat of what they'd just seen, Tezar plopped over Nuru seconds
later. The two chibis spat and hissed as their tails knotted together.

"That's crazy. I wonder if we ever did that?"

"I wouldn't know, Kakarot...I was a toddler at the time and you
weren't born yet!"

"You missed your calling as a comedian, prince."

The ouji punched his mate again. "Not funny."

Kakarot watched the chibis. "I disagree. Don't you think they'd like
a sister?"

"Are you brain locked?!"

"She'd be pretty like Xenna. Where is she, by the way?"

"With her father I presume. Where she belongs!!"

More warbles and shrieks across the chamber. The adults frowned.

"They really go at it." Kakarot observed. "Now both are trying to sit
up...they're practically falling over each other at the same time!"

"Much like we go at it. This argument isn't settled, Kakarot."

Sharp teeth flashed. "It will be when we have more pretty cubs. Come
here!" he grabbed at the prince, crushing him close.

Vegeta pushed off, dark eyes flashing. "Go to hell...I told you
before I'm not a baby factory!"

"You're a liar. I sense your desire for more chibis."

"It's Inatesei, Kakarot. No saiyan is immune, myself included. Our
minds can't be clouded by this distraction."

"Ha! It was a different story an hour ago."

"May I remind you I was jumped in my sleep? That hardly counts!"

Kakarot purred gently, eyes lidded. "Koi...why fight when other
pursuits are more...interesting?" he coiled tails under the sheets.

Vegeta growled, resisting temptation momentarily. "I'll hear no
more...you don't respect my wishes."

A peck. "My apologies...I merely thought we'd make a pretty daughter."

"I never said we wouldn't...now what are they doing?!"

Loud chirping interrupted them yet again. Two bright faces stared
over at the huge bed. The small princelings spat, scratching at the
walls of their enclosure.

Kakarot smirked. "At least we won't get bit. I'm concerned that they
might catch their nails in the plastic, though."

The ouji nodded. "I doubt it. It's high impact and impossibly smooth.
Ugune did an excellent job."

"Agreed. We'll have to invite him to the next banquet."

"Ai, well enough. His daughter plans to mate Bunjo of the Naffer
clan."

"Prominent enough in elite circles. She's _junge_ (fair) to look at,
but hardly a beauty."

The ouji shrugged. "Everyone can't be candy. Now let's sleep."

Kakarot kissed his mate on the nose. "I'm not sleepy..."

Vegeta flopped down under the blankets. "Then relax."

"Hmf!" Kakarot sank down also. Seconds later they both disappeared in
a pile.

Their chibis were persistent, however. Pudgy little hands kept
scrabbling at their enclosed pallet, leaving small marks. When that
failed to get attention they started yowling.

Their parents merely buried further under fur and pillows. The chibis
only got louder, their yowls bursting into earsplitting screeches.

Vegeta burst up first. "Shit. This isn't going to work!!"

Kakarot popped up next, his hair even more tousled. "I'm taking them
out, Vegeta."

"We can't do that every time. They'll get spoiled, and we won't be
able to sleep alone."

Kakarot pointed, shouting over the noise. "You plan on listening to
that racket all night? I don't!!"

As if on cue, the cubs scratched like mad, hands scraping along the
metal frame of their enclosure. Sharp nails made irritating grating
sounds against cold steel.

Kakarot threw off his blankets and got up. "That's it. Enoughs
enough!"

Vegeta clutched his head, dark spikes sticking everywhere. "Ai, I
can't take this."

Nuru and Tezar immediately quieted as their father approached, eyes
shining. Little tails waved in greeting.

"Mostri." (monsters) unlatching the bolt levers, he opened the top.
The lid was barely back before the chibis clambered up into his arms,
clucking.

Vegeta shook his head as his family approached the bed. "All that
damn noise from such small saiyans."

"Ai, but royal small saiyans. Most determined." Kakarot plopped their
sons over Vegeta. They cuddled and cooed. Kakarot sidled in last.

The ouji purred as they all nestled together. "Hopeless. Utterly
hopeless..."

Kakarot smiled, raising on an elbow. Nuru and Tezar were fairly
quiet, sucking their tongues as they lay between.

"You forgot to get that enclosure sound proofed."

"An oversight I'll surely remember!"

Sleepy eyes were already closing. The parents tucked their weary
infants under the warm blankets. Vegeta made an observation.

"Hn, they've finally worn themselves out."

"After nearly wearing _us_ out. Perhaps if they had a sister-"

"Don't start!"

"Just a suggestion..."

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"Cubs settle each other. For instance, they relax much better around
Xenna."

"Bull...you're just trying to make a case, no matter how weak!""

"Raditz wants another chibi."

"That's his buisness, not ours."

"Well, we need another..."

"This isn't a damn contest!"

Kakarot laughed then. "It would be funny as hell, though..."

Vegeta sighed. "Saba's right...we're all addled by hormones. I swear,
the war can't start soon enough!"

Kakarot nuzzled into the sleeping chibis. "The war..."

The ouji curled around from the other side. "Frieza's ass is grass.
By this time next year I want him cooked and eaten."

Kakarot gave a savage grin. "He'll make good stew."

"Cut up a few vegetables..."

"Add a dash of roni and curdo spice..."

"Turn gently every five minutes..."

"And bring to a slow boil!!"

The saiyans laughed wildly. Vegeta finally sobered first.

"After the war, Kakarot. We'll talk, hn?"

Dark eyes closed gently. "Vegeta, that's all I ask."


THE END