Red Flower, Black Dragon

Hey, well I’m back and my writers block is gone YAY. Hope you enjoyed the previous chapter and thanks to all my reviewers. Thanks especially to Solitaire 1 for the advice about Gohan. I sort of forgot about him and was confused as to what to do about his character, but thanks to your review I have had a brand new sprout of creative idea’s for this story. So sit back and enjoy. Haruhichan

Chapter Six: What the f*^% have you done


Thinking back on the past two months, I smiled in contentment. Gohan and I have bonded completely as has Kakkarat and I. That nagging feeling that I use to have is no longer there, and let me say the sex is absolutely fabulous. Surprised by my mannerisms? Don’t be. If you had the man of your every fantasy doing carnally sinful things to you, wouldn’t you be blissfully happy.

Smiling, I turn to the door as my mate and our son entered the house. Large smiles on their faces and their ki practically screamed contentment. Today was father’s day, and the two of them had gone on a hunting trip. It was a saiyin thing, humans hunted for sport, but us saiyins, we hunted for the bloodlust that sated our inner animal. We are essentially animals with humanoid forms, as you can tell we enjoy fighting. It’s in our blood, it’s who we are, it’s what we are.

“How was the hunt?” Getting a wide grin from my mate I was barely able to ask my son because the little imp had almost tackled me and was speaking so fast I couldn’t understand him.

“Misuu it was so much fun and father let me hunt a madoon by myself IT WAS SO AWESOME” Laughing I patted his back and picked him up. Smiling I greeted Kakkarat like any good mate would. Hearing the gagging noise from Gohan I laughed, setting him down on the floor, telling him to take a shower while me and his father cleaned and cooked his kill. Hugging me once more then his father, Gohan skipped off to do as he was told.

Kakkarat walked in the kitchen closely followed by his mate, Vegeta. Everything had been going so well, after their family talk of sorts which had happened two months prior, their little family had become closer. Grabbing Vegeta by his waist, Kakkarat kissed him deeply before purring lovingly into his mates neck.

“Love you geta, ummn you smell delicious. I could almost eat you” Hearing his mate snicker, Kakkarat licked his mating mark before releasing him and started to prepare the meat that he and his son had caught earlier.

As they all sat down to eat their dinner, they were interrupted by the familiar ki of none other than Bulma and their estranged friends. Like before Picillo was absent. Hearing the knock, all three stood and walked to the door. Opening it, they were greeted by a very smug looking Bulma. Stepping in front of his mate, Kakkarat greeted them. His voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
“What brings you to our neck of the woods.” Looking into the calculating blue eye’s of his once close friend, he could see that she had done something that would change their lives forever. Her scent was different, sweeter and more fertile then it had been a couple of months before.

“ I came to tell Vegeta the wonderful news. Once I tell him he will leave you and come back to me like he is suppose to be.” Looking at her as if she were crazy, Vegeta stepped up so that he was near Kakkarat.

“What have you done woman. Nothing you can say or do will make me stray from Kakkarat’s side. He is my mate, it is about time that you accepted this.” Seeing her brows nit in anger, Bulma scowled at Vegeta.

“Well you better leave him if you want your son to live.” She said, grinning in satisfaction with the shocked look on both of Vegeta and Kakkarats face.

“What . . . did . . . you . . .say . . .onna” I gritted out through clenched teeth. I stared at the blue haired atrocity in front of me in utter disgust. She couldn’t have done what she was hinting too. That smirk was back on her face, it was twisted with malice and contempt.

“Why Vegeta, can you not tell. I am with child, yours to be specific.” She watched with pleasure as Vegeta looked between her and Kakkarat.

I have finally gotten everything that I have wanted and with just one sentence that she-beast has condemned me. It wasn’t like I had an affair and cheated on my mate, but some how she had found traces of my semen and had artificially inseminated herself. The result, my child developing in her cursed womb. I almost wanted to cry, yet another child that should have been born by me was denied.

Clearly seeing my distress, my mate pulled me to his warm strong body. What could I do. The welfare of my son lay in the hands of a conniving bitch. She could smudge out his little life easily and I could do nothing. I barely heard Kakkarat as he spoke to them, my body had began to tremble as I began to succumb to the shock that swept through me in a torrid wave.

Kakkarat looked at his mate with sad eye’s. He knew how badly he wanted to have a child, they were practicing on making a baby as his mate had taken to calling their vigorous coupling. Holding his lover as he began to tremble, Kakkarat looked back on the very people he had once called friends. When he spoke his voice was pure malice, cold as ice and deep with barely restrained anger.

“Now you listen to me female for I will say this only once. That child that you carry is Vegeta’s. You used underhanded methods to conceive that child and by all rights he belongs to Vegeta. When he is born you will relenquish him to Vegeta. You will never get Vegeta. He is my MATE.”

Bulma sneered at Goku, “ Fine if I can’t have Vegeta then he can’t have the baby.” With this in mind she glared at the two standing in the door way.

“Fine. If I can not have Vegeta then he can’t have the baby. I’ll get a abortion if he won’t leave you and come with me.”
Hearing his mate whimper in distraught, Kakkarat stepped in front of his pale mate and growled viciously at the blue haired female.

“You touch that child and I will kill you. Make any more threats to harm the child and I’ll make you wish you never crossed me. You will birth that child and place him in Vegeta’s care or die a painful death. The choice is yours.

Shocked by Goku’s harsh words, Bulmu almost stumble as she nodded hastily and fled from their home.

Goku looked back at his distraught mate, gently he squeezed his chosen to his strong muscular body. Stroking his hair lovingly he tried his best to soothe his mate. It appeared as if none of his efforts were working, they seemed to make him in fact sob harder then he already was.
Why was this happening? What had he done to deserve such punishment. I watched as my mates so called friends left, the female had left as well. How could she do this to me. I had never done anything to her to warrant such actions. Sure I made her understand that I wasn’t interested in her that way when I lived with her, but I was not cruel about it. How could she take what I wanted so badly away from me? Trembling I cling to my mate, his warmth is comforting; like a safety blanket. I am unaware that tears that stream down my cheeks or the gut wretching sobs that leave my body. I do not even feel it when my mate picks me up in his strong arms and tells gohan to close the door. I do not feel him gently cradle me as he takes me to our room, nor do I see my darling son look at me with worried eyes. I feel nothing, because a little bit of me has died this day. I have been in heat for two weeks now and have not conceved yet, I may never be able to and this scares me. I want so badly to carry my mates child that it’s killing me. I want to feel my child grow within my body, hold him in my arms when he is born. I want to watch him grow and learn how to fight, play with his brother, hunt with his father. I want him so badly and yet I am once more denied. I do not dislike the child growing in Bulma, no in fact I love him even though he is nothing more than a bundle of nerves and atoms. He is mine and that’s all that matters; I only wish that it was I who was baring him and Kakkarat who seeded him. I know my mate is worried, I can tell by the gentle way he strokes my hair and whispers softly that everything will be alright. I want to believe him even though I have my doubts. I feel Gohan’s presence next to me as he climbs in the bed, curling up next to me trying to give me comfort. I wrap him up in my arms and cuddle him to my chest. The tears do not stop. My mate is next to follow. He wraps his strong arms around the both of us, protecting us, giving us comfort. Snuggling back into him I feel my body start to shut down as the blood rush leaves my body making me tired. Whimpering I pull Gohan closer to my body and let darkness invade my mind. Sleep comes easily, but it is anything but restfull.
Kakkarat watched his mate whimper and keen softly in his sleep. He could see how distressed his mate was and could do nothing but hope that his one time friend took his warning to heart and heeded what he had said. If anything happened to the unborn child he knew it would destroy his mate. Sighing softly, Kakkarat pulls Vegeta’s body tighter against his own and purrs softly in hope of calming his mate. It works, but only to a certain degree.

Five Months Later

I sit comfortable on the bench in the back of our yard. Gohan is laughing and playing with his father. In the next month my son should be born. I am happy about this despite the circumstances in which he came to be. I have not heard nor seen much of bulma in the past five months, and for that I am glad. I turn and look at the namek as he sits watching Kakkarat and Gohan play. His face is as impassive as it is always, but I can see that he is entertained by my mate’s and son’s antics. I am happy that he is here. It makes kakkarat happy and gohan. It is quite funny how one day my mate and son are training with me, and then he appeared out of no where and just starts to watch us. I am happy that they have found a measure of happiness in this very trying last five months. Bulma is suppose to have the child in the next month, which I can hardly wait to come. Smiling gently at my mate, I wave to them in return I get a brilliant smile back at me from my son.
Kakkarat watched his mate with a gentle smile. After everything that had been going on, Vegeta looked to be getting better. He had not yet conceived, but they were working on it. When he turned back to Gohan to finish their grapling match his phone went off. It was the emergency number he had given to bulma just in case something had happened. Looking at his mate who had stood up and began to walk over to him worriedly, Kakkarat answered his phone.
“Hello . . . . . . . . .what! . . . . . . . .are you sure . . . . . . . .damnit . . . . . . .yeah . . . . . . .okay . . . . . . . . . we’ll be their in a couple of seconds . . . . . . . . . just tell the bitch to wait . . . . . . . . I don’t give a fuck . . . . . . . . . .she knows what will happen if she does . . . . . . . . . .yeah . . . . . . . .that’s what I thought . . . . . . . bye.”
“Kakkarat what is going on?” Vegeta asked his mate as he got close enough to hear the end of the conversation. Sighing Kakkarat turned to him and smiled sadly.
“Bulma went into premature labor and is having the baby right now. We have to get to the hospital now . . . . . .vegeta . . . . . . the baby might not survive . . . . . .I just wanted you to know . . . . . before . . . .yah know?”
“Yeah . . . .I know . . . . .kakkarat . . . .I . . . .lets just go okay”
“Okay, you guys hold on tight. I’m gonna use I.T.”
They flickered once before completely disappearing. Gasp surrounded them as they reappeared in the middle of the hospital room in which bulma was having the baby. Ignoring the rest of the people there, Kakkarat entered the resting room. He glared at the doctor as he walked over to Bulma with Vegeta at his side. Looking down at her he saw that she had already birth the baby, but the baby in question was not there.
“Where is the child onna, and don’t lie to me.”
“They took him to get checked out, apparently that little beast is perfectly healthy. You might want to get him before they cut off his tail.” Bulma answered venomously. Kakkarat growled once in warning before finding the child’s Ki and teleported into the room. He grabbed the doctors hand as he tried to cut the crying baby’s tail, his grip unmercyful.
“I will be taking my son know.” was all he said as he gently picked the lavender haired baby up in his arms and ITed back into the waiting room, where his mate and son awaited his return.
My heart stopped when I saw my son for the first time, his eye’s were closed and he was still kind of damp. His lavender tail was wrapped tightly around his leg and he had a thumb in his mouth. He was beautiful. I bet their all thinking he got his hair from Bulma’s side of the family, ha, yeah right. Males are always’s dominate and he sure as hell didn’t pull from her genes, no he pulled from my misuu’s genes. He had long Lavender hair and maroon eye’s, I wonder what color my son’s eye’s will be. Reaching out with slightly shaky hands I hold my son with awe. He is so small and fragile, I am afraid that I might harm him. He gurgles, I look at Kakkarat. It is time to go home. He IT’s us home , my eye’s never leave my son’s form. I can’t help it, he’s just so perfect.
“Have you decided on a name for him yet? My mate ask me, I smile, of course I have a name for my son, I’ve had since I found out about him.
“His name is Trunks, after my Misuu.”

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Sorry it took so long and it’s not that long but I got some major writers block and school has been hard. Hope to get the next chapter out soon. Haruhichan