Even More Of Us
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Even More Of Us
Sequel
“Mor“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.
~~~**
He
arrived back at the past, back into the beginning of the nightmare and saw that
Bulma was back. She was biting her
fingernails and trying to hide the kids’ eyes from the image before them.
he was fighting his damnedest to kept Vegeta from leaving the battlefield.
blank-eyed, blocking the attacks, not even hitting back, but his power was
lashing out everywhere, and it kept opening bloody streaks on Gohan’s
face.
Trunks
ran up to Bulma, dropped the tiny vials in her hands, took one to prick his own
hand. Trusted her to know what to do
with them. “I gave Vegeta the other
vaccine. I don’t think I can get close
enough to him now to do it again.”
He
didn’t honestly care. He wasn’t here to
save Vegeta. Trunks left her side,
sprinted over to Goku’s side, fell to his knees, skidded in the rubble, saw
Bardock staring at him with the same sort of eyes that his father had.
Dead. Rage.
the same as the future Bardock’s. But
he didn’t have time to worry about that.
He ripped the shirt away from Goku’s chest, shrugged out of his own
jacket, put his hands over the heart, made sure his elbows were straight and
started CPR. Hummed, Another One
Bites the Dust, spared a moment of irony that he had learned CPR to the
rhythm of that song. Then ducked down
and blew into the lax mouth.
blood, and hoped he didn’t inadvertently choke Goku with the blood.
chest. Tried to listen for the
heartbeat over the roar of the battle behind him.
Others
showed. Piccolo, Yamcha, Krillin.
win. Trunks knew that, because he’d
seen ipan pan style="mso-spacerun: yes"> So he kept pumping the chest
under his hands, hoping that it would work.
It had to work, because he couldn’t go back in time any further.
machine.
“LIVE
YOU STUPID FUCK!” Trunks screamed. Felt
Bardock’s power level rising with every blank-eyed second.
getting weakeelt elt Goten and himself as the two of them sobbed and
sobbed. He bent, blew into the mouth,
felt a flutter under his fingers, like a heartbeat. Pressed his ear to the chest, heard it. Just a faint little beat.
But enough. Oh, Kami, more than
enough.
He
grabbed the syringe of vaccine, pulled the cap away from the needle, used his
fingers to target the heart. Raised his
arm. Breathed.
through bone and into the heart that barely beat. Depressed the plunger, and grabbed Bardock, tore him out of the
way as the world changed all around them.
~~~*
Vegeta
stopped, turned. Felt the stupid things
that fought him keep kicking. But they
were inconsequential. Tipped his head
to one side. Something was
exploding. Huge.
yellow lightening, a scream, as pure and as beautiful as anything Vegeta had
ever heard. Familiar.
And
he moved toward it. The body moved,
stood, ripped a syringe of out its chest, threw it aside.
Hair so long it was down to his knees, past, white blonde.
He stared at the face, felt something rising in him, a memory.
Something. Kakarot.
purring, smelled the fertile stench.
The earth caved under that power, and when they touched hands something
happened. Everything, everywhere was
shaking, Vegeta looked at this Kakarot, felt his heart as if it was just
now beating again. And then, the body
wrapped its arms around him, licked his shoulder, sucked on his skin, and
Vegeta dropped his mouth open as everything came back to him.
His
power level bottomed out. He went limp
in his mate’s arms. Stared at Kakarot,
at him. Breathing.
That stupid brat from the future had done it after all.
mate’s mouth, kissed it, tasted his son—growled—then moved down to the d ond on
his mate’s chest, drank it until it stopped, and then ran his hands through the
endlessly locks of yellow.
“
‘Geta,” was that whine. The perfect,
addictive, beautiful whine, and just before Vegeta blacked out, he felt a joy
so great he thought his heart would burst from it.
~~~**
Bulma
was the one to step up next to Goku and give Vegeta the second vaccine.
down. He laid his mate on the ground,
kissed his forehead, and went over to his children. Hugged them all, starting with Gohan who was panting and bruised
and bloody, but smiling and crying little tears of happiness.
healed. Then Bardock, who sobbed into
his chest and swore he would never do a bad thing again.
smacked him upside his head and stoutly informed him: DON’T EVER DIE
AGAIN! Then Bulla, who hugged him and
told him privately that she knew he would never leave them.
into his arms, kissed each of them, and then set them on the ground.
Found
the grown Trunks sitting next to his time machine, knees pulled up, head down,
and he knelt next to him. Afraid to
touch him, because the boy was so bruised, so bloody. But he ran his hand through that hair, waited until the kid
looked at him. And told him the truth.
“I
saw what happened to you,” he whispered.
And he had. As he was being
dragged back from death. He’d watched
the future pulse around him as Trunks had forced his heart to beat.
Vegeta had done, and how Trunks had fought to stay alive to save them all.
Trunks
climbed to his feet, leaned on his good leg, jacket in his hand.
him, “But I did. I hated all of them so
much.”
Goku
purred for him, a mother’s purr, hugged the bleeding boy to his chest, and
kissed his hair. Tried to make a
lifetime’s worth of horror go away. And
he told him, so lowly that nobody would hear: “Go back to your future, and if it’s
good, stay there and never ever come back here. Live a happy life.”
~~~***
Vegeta
woke up to the smell of leaves, the sound of a brook rushing, the feeling of
his mate’s whole body wrapped around him.
Comforting purr rattling in that chest.
He blinked, stared at his own arm—it was bare—and tried to remember what
all had happened. He’d watched Kakarot
die. He remembered that.
Insanely powerful. He looked
down at the face under him, felt the warmth of sunshine on his skin.
they had gotten here.
And
what had happened to Trunks? The Future
one?
“Bulma
said we couldn’t come home until we finished fucking,” Kakarot told him,
sleepily. “The kids are all okay.
look out so they could terrorize Popo.
Vegeta
grimaced when he felt the bruises. Huge
bruises. And then he remembered,
vaguely, that he had been fighting Gohan.
“What about…?”
“Gohan’s
fine topan pan style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Stronger than before.”
He
felt his mate shift against him, felt the long expanse of bare skin against
his, looked at the bruise on that chest.
Right above his heart. A round
bruise, the size of a nickel wi rou round hole in the very middle.
saved Kakarot. What he had to do.
larger one, pale, already healing, that looked like a hand.
love in that look. And then Vegeta
kissed the bruise, the little wound that gave him back his mate, and thanked
his youngest son for giving this back to him.
“Trunks
went back to his own time,” Goku told him as he shifted, opened his legs to let
Vegeta moved between them, and started to purr again. There was more to be said, surely, but not now.
beautiful smell of fertility was stronger.
Hadn’t he just told Kakarot yesterday…no, this morning, that they
weren’t going to do this? That they had
to face whatever was coming? This
wasn’t the end of it. That much Vegeta
knew. Something else would come for
them. It always did.
But
now, as he kissed his mate’s chest, sucked on those flat nipples that had fed
their children, and slipped fingers into him, he didn’t care what was
coming. They would defeat it.
Goku
whimpered, arched, dug his hands into the ground under him and whispered that
little plea that got to him every time, made his blood boil and his instincts
scream. “ ‘Geta…more…”
He
loved his mate. More this day than the
day before, more than he ever thought he would. But this was not about love.
Not now. Grabbed the strong
thighs, pushed them out of his way, bent the body under him and slammed into
him. Felt the tightening, heard the
yowl. Didn’t care.
to the purring, felt the clawing fingers on his arms. Waited until Goku grabbed his own thighs and took over keep his
own body bent so nicely, and then Vegeta dropped his hands to ground, ped
ed
in as hard as he could. Glorious, that smell,
and he managed a brief thought, of consideration, that he would have to stop
after Kakarot orgasmed. They couldn’t
have another brood like the one they had now.
Four more babies would kill t
He was certain. But maybe
two. Two would be okay.
He
growled, pulled out of the body, flipped his mate over, pulled him to his
knees, curled that tail around his own fist and pushed back in.
the body under him. Saw the mark he’d
left on Kakarot’s back the first time they’d done this, lowered his mouth and
sank teeth back into it. Felt the first
orgasm as the world went yellow, matched his mate’s power, felt everything
tighten around him. Sweaty, slippery,
sleek skin under his as he thrust even harder, felt the ki rising even
higher. Heard trees snapping, didn’t
care. And felt only the tightening
around him. Focused on only that as he
drank his mate’s blood, squeezed his mate’s tail in the rhythm of their
heartbeats—of their fucking—felt the bucking against him, the purring that was
vibrating the whole chester her him.
Loved it. Loved the way his name
was being screamed out. Torn from his
love’s throat in worship.
Fucked
him harder. "> Wanted to crawl all the way
inside that body. Settled for the feeling
as his world went black momentarily, he tore away from the bloody mark,
screamed out for all the world to hear.
And collapsed onto the body under him.
~~~~***
Yeah,
sex!
Goku: I’m not dead! I’m not
dead! I’m not dead!
I got sex! I got sex!
Vegeta: Hn.
Goku: EXCUSE ME?!?!?!?
Vegeta: I meant, what hapd tod to him!
Goku: Suuuuuuuure! I know what
you meant, you asshole! Go fuck
yourself next time and see if I care!
Vegeta: Oh, Kami, why? Why did I
do this to myself again?!
Card: *hides the aphrodisiacs *
Dunno.
LadyLupin:
Yeah, they sent the flu back.
because I’ve been feeling a little deflated.*
And yes, Irobarobably have papercuts everywhere, but since I don’t own
it, I can’t swim in the manga.
Mechanical Butterfly:
Well.
Everyone should be relieved that Vegeta seems to be better and Goku
seems to be alive. Now if we only knew
what happened in Trunks’ time…
Pixydust:
I forgot he was weakened in the anime.
saying that this is AU, the serum that brought him back to life was different,
and he had an instinctive need to comfort his mate.
Jaygoose:
I thought everyone would be like:
Goku’s life? But I’m glad you liked it.
Tatoosh:
Thank you. (I
generally wake up first thing and post the tersters.) Yes, Vegeta would have just kept killing, but thankfully he seems
to have been stopped (for now.)
Getarian:
Good, because you always make me smile!
monstrous soon. Promise.
Trunks in the future. See what he’s up
to.
Luna:
Yes it does.
If there was no sex, we would just be a rock in the middle of a stagnant
universe.