Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Catch of the Day ❯ Chapter 18

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CATCH OF THE DAY: Chapter Eighteen

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Kage-chan, Ocarina, and Olenji.

Videl and Chi-Chi watched, wide-eyed, as Vegeta did several stretches and flips to warm up. He was wearing a black spandex bodysuit with his white Saiyan armor.
They both swallowed audibly as he did a slow handstand, his tail curling around his thighs. Then he went into a series of graceful flips, practically oozing sex appeal without even realizing it.
Chi-Chi glanced at Videl. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
The younger woman nodded. "Gohan is completely forgiven. I'm not a Saiyan and Vegeta's not in heat right now, but I'm tempted to jump him."
"Same here."
...
"Are you going to be my new mommy?"
Goten froze, then slowly shifted his head to look down at the girl standing beside him. He was changing Olenji's diaper and Bra had come over to watch.
"What?" he said, thinking that maybe he hadn't heard her correctly.
"Are you going to be my new mommy?" Bra repeated. "Mommy slept in here at night like you, except she didn't sleep at the end of the bed."
"Ummm...." Goten had no idea how to answer the girl's question.
He had awoken in the middle of the night in his usual spot to find that Bra had snuck in and was snuggled in her father's arms, Kage-chan curled up next to her head. He had wondered what her reaction to him being there would be. This was not what he had expected.
"I can't be your mommy because I'm a guy," he finally said.
"Daddy's a guy and he's a mommy," Bra said, looking pointedly at Olenji.
"Ash'khi," he corrected her, remembering Vegeta's rather violent reaction to Gohan referring to him as Olenji's mother at one point. "According to your father, ash'khi is the Saiyan term for...well, a guy mommy, I guess. A girl one is called ash'kha and daddy is called ash'shin."
"Oh," Bra said, looking thoughtful. "Will you be my ash'khi then?"
Goten hesitated a moment. "That...that's up to your dad."
"Okay, I'll go ask him then," Bra said cheerfully, skipping towards the door.
"No!" Goten shouted, quickly finishing with the diaper change and picking Olenji up. He grabbed Bra by the shoulder, stopping her. "He hasn't decided yet and he needs to time to figure it out on his own."
"You don't want me to talk to him about it at all? I might be able to help him decide."
"No. Don't talk to him about it at all. Please, Bra."
She nodded slowly. "Okay."
...
Vegeta was rummaging around in the fridge, unconsciously wagging his tail, while the two women he had just fought trudged up the stairs, completely exhausted.
"I thought...his...power...level...wa...was...lower than yours," Videl panted as they made it up the steps.
"It is," Chi-Chi said, following the younger woman to the bathroom. They were both sore from the workout they had just received. "But he's been trained to fight since he was very young and he was born on a planet with heavier gravity."
He had mostly used agility and cunning to defeat them, his movements lining them up so they accidentally attacked each other more than him. It had been embarrassing.
Chi-Chi stripped and took her turn in the shower first, letting the hot water ease her aches and pains. She reluctantly got out before using up all the hot water and started drying off as Videl began to take off her clothes.
It was then that Trunks innocently opened the door, already beginning to unzip his pants so he could go to the bathroom.
...
Vegeta looked up from the sandwich he was making when he heard screams, two feminine and one masculine. He took a bite of his sandwich and wandered out into the living room just in time to see Trunks being chased down the stairs by two angry, towel clad women.
The screaming brought everyone to the living room, including Goku, who had an armful of smelly clothing.
"There you are, Chi-Chi, could you wash these for me?"
Chi-Chi screamed in rage. "I've had it! I want all men except for him out of here for the night!" she yelled, pointing at Vegeta.
"But, Chi-Chi-"
"Shut up, Goku!"
"Why does Vegeta get to stay?" Gohan asked.
"Two reasons. Because it's his house and because he's the only self sufficient male in the lot of you."
"I'm self sufficient," Piccolo pointed out. "And this is Trunks's house as well."
"I don't care! You both are leaving with my husband and sons!"
"What about Rina?" Trunks asked.
"She's going with you. One day out camping isn't going to hurt her."
"Dad..." Trunks said, appealing to his father to reason with the woman.
"It'd be good for you, you're getting soft," Vegeta mumbled around his sandwich. He was holding his sandwich up to his face with both hands and his eyes gleamed with amusement, his tail fluffed out and wagging.
"You look like a damn squirrel," Trunks said with a slight frown. Then he clapped a hand over his mouth as he realized he'd said that out loud.
Vegeta glared at him, his tail fluffing out even more with anger. "Once my power level goes back up, you and Kakarot are getting the beating of a lifetime," he muttered darkly.
Trunks just swallowed and nodded before heading upstairs to pack for himself and Ocarina.
...
That night, Chi-Chi dragged a large cooler into the living room and plopped down on the couch next to Videl with a sigh. She pulled two bottles of Jack Daniel's out of the cooler, one of which she handed to her daughter-in-law.
They heard a noise from the kitchen and turned to see Vegeta come out of the kitchen with a bag of chips.
"Vegeta," Chi-Chi called as he headed up the stairs. "Come over here and have a drink with us. You've been spending too much time in your room."
"That's because my room doesn't have any annoying females in it," he grumbled.
"What about Bra and Olenji?"
Vegeta glared at her, his tail lashing. "My daughters are not annoying," he growled.
"Come on, don't tell me you're afraid to spend time with a couple of human women," Videl taunted.
Vegeta snarled, then stalked over to the couch and sat next to them.
...
The guys set up camp in the woods near Capsule Corp. Gohan actually seemed to be enjoying himself while Goku and Goten were sullen and Trunks and Piccolo were annoyed by the entire situation.
Trunks sighed. "I wonder what Dad, Chi-Chi, and Videl are up to."
...
"I bet Trunks is telling all of 'em about what we looked like naked," Chi-Chi said, her voice slurring slightly. She and Videl had both had five bottles and Vegeta had had twenty. There were still plenty more.
Vegeta snorted and took a swig of his whisky. "I doubt it. He's probably trying to get the image out of his mind right now."
"Are you saying we aren't worth remembering?" Videl said, her voice dangerously low.
"Not to Trunks. The boy is gay. Always has been and finds just the thought of a naked female mildly repulsive. Probably gets from his mother's side."
"Oh," Videl said, blinking. "Couldn't he just have easily have gotten it from you, considering?"
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Considering what?"
Videl blushed. "You know, you and all the guys."
"Ah, I see. So if you went into heat and the only people available were female and they chased you and managed to catch you, that would make you a lesbian, correct?"
"Huh?"
"Never judge a person's sexual preference on something that happened while they were in heat. Homosexuality is an unbelievably stupid concept."
Videl paled. //Oh shit. If he doesn't even like males, that entire thing must have been even worse for him then I thought. No wonder he keeps resisting everyone's efforts to get him to bond to Goten.//
"Of course, so is heterosexuality," he said, completely throwing her off.
"Huh?" she repeated, confused.
"The decision of who you're going to spend your life with shouldn't be affected by such a paltry thing as gender. You pick someone who fits you. If Bulma had been male, I still would have ended up with her because she fit me."
Chi-Chi cocked her head, looking thoughtful. "Hmm. I don't know if I would have ended up with my Goku if he had been a woman, but you have a good point."
Vegeta nodded. "I think we've gone to the philosophical stage. Let's get drunk stupid now, shall we ladies?"
"Sounds good to me," Chi-Chi said cheerfully, bringing out more alcohol.
...
"You know, this has actually been fun," Trunks commented as they sat around the campfire, waiting for their meal to cook. They had done some sparring and then had gone hunting for wild game.
"Yeah," Gohan agreed. "I feel sorry for Mom, Videl, and Vegeta. I bet they're cooped up in the house, bored out of their minds."
...
Music blared in one of Bulma's soundproof labs, accompanied by loud catcalls as a graceful figure danced to it on the worktable.
Vegeta's hips swayed in time with the music, his tail curling around his thighs in constant motion. It was getting a bit too warm, so he began to take off his shirt, keeping his movements in synch with the music.
"Whoo-hoo! Come on, give us a show, Saiyan!" Chi-Chi hollered.
"Yeah!" Videl enthusiastically agreed.
Vegeta smirked. //They want a show, huh? Well then, I'll give them a show they won't soon forget.//
...
We they got back from their forced camping trip the next afternoon, the guys found Vegeta in the front yard, carefully positioning Bra's limbs so that she was in the correct stance for a specific attack.
"Hey, Dad," Trunks said. "What did you all do while we were gone?"
"None of your business, brat," Vegeta said absently, focused on what he was doing.
"Good afternoon," Chi-Chi said cheerfully, coming out the door, carrying a tray with drinks for Bra and Vegeta.
They stared at her in shock as she practically skipped over to where Vegeta was training his older daughter.
"Wow," Gohan said. "She must have really needed a night to just sit back and relax without anyone to worry about."
Goku nodded in agreement as they all trooped into the house.
"I feel great today," Chi-Chi said, handing Vegeta a glass of juice. "You have got to give me the recipe for that hangover medicine you made this morning."
Bra watched as the two adults talked animatedly about various herbs, wondering what exactly a hangover was