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By: hibaakaiko
folder Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 41
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Outtings

“Calm down, calm down Vegeta.” Strong hands pulled me away from my mate, dragged me away but I still fought to cling to him. His heat warmed my child skin, but that heat gave me no comfort. “Shhhhh, its going to be okay. it’s a simple fever I’ve treated worse when you were a kid. Shhhh, shhhhh, come here Vegeta. Let Napa put him in bed.”

I didn’t listen to a word Raditzu said. How could I believe him, HIS mate was healthy! HIS mate wasn’t laying on the floor! “Leave me alone!” I exclaimed, pushing my nurse maid away. Picking up my mate’s unconscious form I stumbled out of the kitchen, his weight dragging me slowly towards the floor. When had he gotten so damned heavy? I groan at my stupidity, he was round with child, he was supposed to be heavy, but that didn’t help me!

Heaving, I growl through clenched teeth, carefully depositing my burden on the couch. Soothing his dry hot skin with a soft kiss, I scurry back to the kitchen to retrieve something cold to take the heat from Kakkarot’s body.

“Here…” Raditzu sighed, handing me a large bowl filled with ice and a few rags.

“Raditzu…” It hit me that I had shoved this very pregnant man…

“Its okay, go, take care of your mate…I’ll go find my first aid kit.” He dragged me into his arms as best as he could and kissed my forehead lovingly, as if trying to sooth me. He let me go and edged around me, heading for his room.

Reluctant not to follow him, and receive whatever tonics he might have, I return to the edge of the couch. “Its okay Kakkarot…I’ll take care of you.”

“Vegeta?”

“Kakkarot…don’t worry, I’m right here. Don’t move.” I instructed him, already carefully placing one of the chilled rags against his forehead.

“My throat hurts.” He whined in a weak, washed out voice that made me wince. He sounded worse then before, although I think that might just be my imagination.

“Do you want some water?” I ask him stroking his cheek with my icy fingers.

He had passed out again, which made my heart ache. How sick was he? Biting my lower lip, I look up and see Napa watching me with a concerned frown on his face. ‘Don’t worry…this happens with some Saiyans when they get pregnant.” He says almost in a whisper, his hand coming down to stroke through my hair.

“What is it?”

“Well…your father thought that it has something to do with the child within.” Napa said moving around to kneel next to me. “That the child within is growing strong, but at such a rate that the mother can not keep up and so they become weak. At this time, viruses invade and the mother becomes ill. My mother suffered this illness, and your mother suffered as well…maybe it has something to do with our sires and the traits that are carried within their seed. Bardock told me that your mother suffered from the same condition. He had warned me about it because he was afraid Raditzu might suffer too. It never occurred to me that Kakkarot might…”

“Is he…”

“Don’t worry my child…” Napa sighed, holding me at his side. “He will grow strong again, Raditzu will help you heal his illness.”

I received no comfort from these words as my lover groaned in his discomfort, his eyes scrunching shut in obvious pain. “Where is Gohan, shouldn’t you be tending to him?” I ask him not wanting him around when I began to cry. I know I’ve been crying a lot lately, but I didn’t want Napa to worry even more about me.

“He’s right here…he’s worried about his father too…”

I look up to see a pale faced child hanging over the edge of the couch, his eyes bright with unshed tears. He was looking right at me and I could feel his hurt and fear which was just as sharp as my own. Reaching out, I dragged him to me, finding some comfort in holding my adopted child. “Its okay…I’m just a worry wart.” I whisper to Gohan, carefully stroking his spiky hair.

“Here, I’ve brought the kit…I’m so glad I carry this thing with me at all times…It could have so easily been left in the space pod that we sent back into space.” Raditzu said catching our attention as he reentered the living room. Looking up, I spotted the large box, wondering where Raditzu could have kept that thing in his spandex outfit. Raditzu gingerly set the case down and opened it. From inside of it, he withdrew a vile with yellow brown liquid inside of it.

“Extract of generation root.” Raditzu said, pulling out another object that was very familiar to all present.

“Next generation, or just generation root?” Goku’s strained voice whispered indicating that he had awoken again.

“I guess you’re not so sick after all…” Vegeta said, some relief in his voice, “If you can still make bad jokes like that…I’m sure you’re poking fun at that television show you love so much.”

“I’m glad you remember,” Goku said, starting to cough which was a very alarming thing to see in a man so round in the middle.

”I don’t think I’ve got anything for that cough….maybe there is something locally we could use?” Raditzu sighed, obviously hoping Kakkarot was week enough to allow him to complete this task. Carefully gripping Goku’s slender wrist, I watched as the needle disappeared into milky white flesh.

“Ow…” Goku complained but did little more than that. Maybe he knew we were only trying to help. I hated to think that he was sicker than he was acting and that he was too week to put up a fight against this sort of treatment.

“There…nothing more to do then to sit and watch and see if his immune system can’t fight this off.”

“What? I thought that would cure him!” I exclaim not sure whether I should be mad for letting Raditzu’s medicine get my hopes up, or to be frightful that he WASN’T cured with a simple shot.

“No, that will only boost his immune system. It should help him fight off what ever is making him ill.” Raditzu said, putting away the needle and the half empty vile. “I gave him as much as I can…for now. If he is still very feverish in another twelve hours, then I will give him some more.”

“Now he needs to rest Vegeta…I’m taking him to your room.” Napa said, brushing me aside and picking Goku up.

“Uhhhnnnnn” Goku moaned and I grimace as my mate threw up upon himself. Great! Who’s going to clean THAT up! ME! Of course!

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Cleaning up after my mate turned out to be Raditzu’s responsibility as I myself began to feel ill. Napa theorized that it wasn’t due to the fact that I myself had become ill per say, rather, the fact that I was feeling my lover’s illness through our bound. Which, I’ve been told was the ultimate sign of closeness. Our bond had grown very strong indeed over the last few months.

As I lie here in my mate’s bed, I listen to him snore feeling slightly annoyed that he was making such a racket and feeling even more annoyed that I hadn’t gotten any sex today or for the last week for that matter. But at least my mate was getting better, slowly but surely.

The first few days had me forever at his side, never sleeping, never eating, daring not to drink a drop of water for fear that I would have to go to the bathroom and miss a vital moment with my mate. I became dehydrated, weak and exhausted quickly and Napa had to beat some since into me for that.

After all, how could I possibly care for my pregnant mate if I became sick as well?

Today, he had awoken much better for the wear. He still had no voice and he was stuffed up and coughing all the time, but at least his fever was completely gone and he wasn’t looking nearly as pale as he had before.

Smirking slightly, he watch him sleep, mouth wide open like the creatures he is so fond of capturing from the streams and lakes on this planet’s surface. His nose was red and irritated from constantly whipping at it, and his lips were chapped and probably hurting him greatly. Sighing, I reach over to the night stand and retrieve the lip balm I had asked Raditzu for. Smearing it carefully over my fingers, I rubbed it onto his lips loving the feel of his skin against my fingertips. I miss touching him…

He begins to stir and I pause, my fingertips still against his bottom lip. Carefully leaning in, I kiss him probably awakening him because he kisses me back. Groaning, I taste the lip balm and his own unique flavors.

~Not now Vegeta…~ Goku’s sleepy mind told me and I sigh pulling away from him. ~So tired…~

“I know, just rest.” I whisper, kissing his eyelids.

Despite his sickly appearance and his snoring while asleep, I couldn’t help myself. He was so beautiful when he slept

Closing my eyes I join him in sleep, where I knew we could be together without worry of illness, weakness, or round bellies getting in the way. Some times I have the most erotic wet dreams about my mate and I know he’s participating in them.

Days were flying by, weeks came and weeks went and my mate was still week, never truly getting better. Yet he was still trying to be active despite this. He dragged me out to his holiday, Halloween, where we gathered candy from stranger’s houses. Then he began to prepare for another holiday, something called Thanks Giving. What was this strange custom? He told me that it was a celebration of the first harvest the settlers of this land had. I don’t understand what about farming was so damned exciting, but I guess this was like the harvest festival back on our home planet.

Raditzu cooked of course, because I would not let my mate out of bed long enough to cook the feast that would be require to over feed our large pack. Besides that, Goku wasn’t that great at cooking even if we DID use the replicator for most things. Food poisoning what MY idea of celebrating. Throwing up red and green chunks, how festive!

Winter had truly set in, and it was cold all the time, much to my anger. I hate snow, I hate the cold and it seemed to be here to stay. Shrugging my shoulders as I walked outside into the howling wind and the falling snow, I look up at the foreboding gray sky. It looked as if it were really going to storm now. But that wasn’t my concern. There was another holiday coming soon and my very pregnant mate was having cravings. Things that I could hardly keep up with. Watermelon and chocolate syrup was on the menu today. But that wasn’t the main focus of this outing. Raditzu was due any day now and I wanted to get him a gift to commemorate this time in his life. I wondered if I had enough money. I wanted to get my Karo something as well…something sexual…and also…something for our child. I wanted to remind him that after he had this kind, and when he felt comfortable with his own body again, I was going to let him fuck me blind.

Smirking I take to the sky, all my bare flesh covered by four layers of clothing. I would not get cold on this excursion. The nearest store was not far away. It was a four story mall. It had everything that I was looking for. A pornography store a few blocks away, a baby store in the mall, and food courts a plenty—I haven’t been eating well due to the fact that there are two pregnant Saiyans around devouring everything in sight.

Landing outside the large shopping mecha, I look at the watch I’d picked up recently. The stores were about to open. There was no one around and the doors were open. Walking in, I begin to peal off my warming layers, glad to be someplace warm at last. It was ef’n cold outside! Tucking everything away into the bag I had brought with me, I began the quest to find the perfect present.

These stores had much to offer and I began wondering through them looking at their wears. They had clothing, stuffed animals, toys, videos, games, even animals. I liked the animals the most. The kittens especially…I was still afraid of the dogs, I still kept seeing Suzzy’s guts…I began to feel sick and had to leave post haste.

There were launderette stores, those were the most fun. I could see my mate wearing some of the things in there…and he would have been damned gorgeous too. Maybe when he became scrawny once more…I had to leave that store too before I embarrassed myself. I am sure that my mate could see what I was thinking because I could hear faint laughter in the back of my head

Wondering eventually into a vitamin store, I perused their many offers and deals. I wondered if one of these wonder cures could help my mate grow strong again. Asking the wokers behind the counter, I discovered that Vitamin C was that wonder cure I was looking for as well as something called Genko and a few other things that were supposed to ‘increase stamina where it counted’. What ever that meant. Loaded down with drugs, I left the store, my bag just that much fuller.

The baby store wasn’t much further down from the Vitamin place and in a matter of moments I was swimming amongst the cribs, changing tables, clothing and baby booties. I felt more out of place here than I had in the other store! How could I ever be a father when I didn’t’ know the first thing about child care and child accessories!?

As if they had smelled my panicked scent, the women of the store swarmed in on me. “Awe, how adorable! A father out shopping for his baby, right?” One of the mothers exclaimed, shifting a cry child from one hip to the other.

“I can’t even get my husband to pick up dippers!” Another one exclaimed.

God I hate women.

“What are you looking for anyways?” Someone else asked.

“Piece and quiet…and something for a friend who is about to give birth.” I growle hoping they got a hint. But they didn’t as they jabbered like a pack of birds, before I could stop them, they had gotten a cart and were filling it up with clothes, toys, booties, dippers, and things that I couldn’t even recognize. This wasn’t as fun as I had thought it would be.

“Oh, this would look so cute! Oh and THESE!”

If I had to compare evils in the universe, Furiza was nothing but a dim shadow compared to a flock of crazed women. Sneaking away as quietly as I possibly could, I settled on something that would work just fine. A simple dark blue blanket. It was my color, that way they would always know who it came from. Maybe I could even figure out how to embroider my family crest upon it.

For my gorgeous mate and our unborn child, I chose something even more endearing. I found a stuffed animal of some kind. It looked like a bear, but had a tail and a snout like an Oozaru. The perfect melding of Saiyajin and Human ideals. It would represent both of the child’s parents. Looking upon it brought tears to my eyes. I had a stuffed animal when I was young…a little stuffed Chilander, an animal that looked very much like the bears that lived upon Earth, only golden brown with bright blue eyes.

Thinking about my child holding this animal close, playing with it, tugging at it’s fur brought tears to my eyes. I could not wait to look upon my child and know that he was mine, a perfect melding of my love for Kakkarot and our seed.

“Sir? Are you okay?” A women’s voice interrupted my thinking. Oh great the hens were back and ready to peck! But it was as I feared, it was the sails cleark, paying for my items I left before the women could really find me. I’m so glad they hadn’t found me yet…

Depositing the bear and blanket securely into my bag, I found my way out of the HUGE mall knowing that my next destination was on E street and fourteenth street. Drawing out my cold weather gear, I quickly bundled back up for my short flight.

I knew this excursion wasa about over. I knew exactly what I was looking for, Raditzu had one and he swore by it. Landing in an ally way, I made for the small shop. Walking in, I was greeted by the cashier who promptly asked me for my id card, what ever the hell that was. I ignored them, heading right for the racks of toys. Smirking I looked at the item, it was expensive, just as Raditzu had told me it would be. However, I had raised the funds for it over many days, ripping people off who thought they could best me at fighting.

Grabbing the dildo off of the rack, I looked at it and blushed thinning of the possibilities.

“Excuse me! SIR! I said…I need to see your id, to make sure you’re over eighteen.”

“Do I LOOK over eighteen? I’m nearly forty years fucking old in human years, so fuck off woman.” I did not feel like being fucked with even if my exclamation of my age may or may not be true. I wasn’t sure how long a human year was, hell, I could hardly remember how long a Saiyan year was.

The cashier didn’t say another word and I went back to looking at the object I was holding. It was a hard latex material from what I could read in common. It had a vibrating feature and self lubricating and easy to wash.

It was so good, Raditzu wouldn’t even let me borrow it and that really said something since we shared everything including sex toys and secrets. It was meant for a female, but Raditzu told me that it was just as good for men. There was a little piece that stuck out that Raditzu said would vibrate against your balls when fully inserted and another area on the device that was made to vibrate harder against your sweet spot. Gods, He couldn’t’ wait until his mate was ready for sex again.

Biting my lower lip, I was thankful that I still wore my warm weather gear. I couldn’t imagine myself buying something like this when everyone could see my face and know who the hell I am. Maybe if I were in heat…but…not right now. Putting the money on the counter, I finished my transaction and left.

It was time to go home and look in upon my mate—he was fast asleep on the couch having fallen asleep during one of his favorite tv shows. Taking to the skies once more, I felt the unusual urge to fly fast…something was wrong…I could feel it nagging at the back of my mind. Pulling down all of my face masks my breath plumbed out behind me.

Was it just me…or was it getting colder? No, I was afraid…I didn’t know what I was afraid off…but I knew that was a lie. Somehow I knew what was wrong and it frightened me badly.

“It can’t be…”

But it very well could be, and I knew it too. My worst nightmare, my worst fear, the one thing that I had dreaded sense landing upon this planet.

Furiza….
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