Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Darker than Ebony ❯ Crystal Blue Pursuasion ( Chapter 5 )

Crystal Blue Persuasion

Disclaimer: Dragonball Z isn't mine. "Crystal Blue Persuasion" is an old song that was written years before I was born by someone who I have no idea who is.

Dedication: This is for you SMDSP. Don't you guys know by now that SMDSP and I are friends?? I mean the whole dedications between us are just our picking on each other. I mean we both have this unhealthy obsession with Vegeta so I wrote a yaoi fic for her (since she always says she doesn't like yaoi but tends to read it…hmmm) and she kills Vegeta in the first chapter of a fic she dedicated to me. Go read "Coping" by her…you'll see! Now quit flaming her about this! Just meep her, go on, she loves it…trust me…

Warnings: Lemon, starts out PWP but I think the plot is kinda developing quite nicely, and slightly TWT (set during Saiyaman Saga but no World Martial Arts tournament and no Goku or Buu). And there are cliques but let's just have fun with them, all right? Oh and since this is from Vegeta's POV's, it's a little vulgar…ok it's really vulgar in this chapter. Someone's crabby… ^_^

A/N: There was never supposed to be another part to "Darker than Ebony" but my muse had other plans. And my muse is still Renegade Phoenix. You know, if she didn't bug me daily about writing, I'd never get anything done.

A/N 2: yes, I changed the title of the fic. I found a better title that will have something to do with the story later on. It was only called "Darker than Ebony" because that was the name of the one shot this started out as! Ok on with the fic!

I am definitely not doing this again! I am taking that damn monkey to the vet and getting him fixed as soon as I'm fit to be seen in public again. Kami, I don't remember the Onna getting this huge when she was pregnant. Then again, I avoided her like the plague. I think that expression is correct, although I'm not too sure what 'plague' it is talking about but I've heard the Earthlings use it before.

The kid could come anytime now which is why I'm savoring the last few quiet moments in my life by doing something I am still capable of in my expanding form. I can at least do some meditation to strengthen my mind if I can't strengthen my body. That is until I give birth. I'd like it to happen as soon as possible so I can get back to training. I'm so weak I can't stand it. The Onna reconfigured my gravity chamber as soon as she found out I was pregnant. I have to admit that it was a fairly decent idea of hers but I hope she changes it back when this is all over. She made it lessen the gravity instead of increasing it. Good thing too, I don't want to even know what my back would feel like if I didn't go in there for a little while every day.

I'm also a little stronger than I probably would have been if not for her meddling again. She insisted on my taking some sort of prenatal vitamins. You'd think that after I got over the initial morning sickness that I'd have gotten more than enough nutrients from the mountains of food I've consumed. I am definitely carrying a relation to Kakarot in my womb. But at least those prenatal vitamins have a nice side effect. The Onna claimed that when women take the vitamins, that their hair and their fingernails grow faster. That did happen but so did something else. I got my tail back. At first, we thought it was just due to the pregnancy but after slipping some to my mate without him or anyone else knowing, I determined that it was the vitamins. They can go on thinking that it had something to do with Saiyan hormones, but I rather liked my little experiment with the lab monkey. I'm debating about giving some to Trunks but if I did that, I'd probably have to give some to my mate's younger brother too.

Those two are definitely a pair. Gohan's bitch of a mother could only keep them apart for about a week. She finally relented in allowing Trunks and Goten to see each other. She still hasn't spoken to her other son since that day. I'd just say to hell with her but I know it still hurts my mate that she does not approve of him. Heh, like I'd ever look for approval from anyone on who I mated with. Hell, my parents are probably laughing their asses off in the afterlife right now at me. I'm the Prince who is mated to the half-breed son of a third-class idiot who is half my age! Of course our ages mean jack squat if you really think about it. I mean, I age slower than these pathetic humans and so does Gohan, although he is going to age slightly faster than a full-blooded Saiyan.

Kami, my damn back hurts again. I'm going to have to lie down for a while. I know those guys are going to think I'm weak but right now I don't give a flying fuck. I can't really meditate all that well today anyways with my mind going a mile a minute. So I give up for the time being and head back to my room. Or should I say, I head back to our room. My mate has hardly left my side at all through this. I was about ready to tell him to ask Bulma for his own quarters to sleep in because I am used to my privacy. But there's just something about falling asleep in the arms of your mate every night and waking up to his gentle kisses.

As I exit the converted gravity chamber, I think that maybe I should have stayed in there. Returning to the normal gravity of this planet really makes my back hurt. Well, maybe it was just a twinge from the initial shock of the abrupt change in my weight when leaving the room because it seems to have died down a little. I will not dignify the pain by putting my hand on the small of my back as much as I want to. I just ball my hands up in fists and walk quickly down the corridor. Well, maybe it's more like I waddle down the corridor.

"Bulma won't let me in the nursery yet."

I just ignored my mate for the moment. I wasn't actually ignoring him altogether; I was just not gracing him with a response to his futile complaint. The Onna had insisted that she take care of getting the nursery ready for months now. She said that if she left it up to us it would either turn out painted florescent orange or black. I think she's up to something. She hasn't let either of us into the room from the beginning. She said it was a surprise or something. Whatever. Not that I really care, it's just a room for the brat to sleep in.

"She says it'll ruin the surprise," my mate continues as he starts to walk along side of me. "I don't think we should have let her find out what the gender of the baby was. I almost want to ask her to tell me even though we agreed that we wanted to wait to find out until it was born. Do you remember how she decorated Trunks' room when he was a baby? I don't think I can ever look at anything that's pale blue for the rest of my life."

He at least shuts his after that comment for a minute. Hopefully he's gotten my silent message that I am in no mood for a friendly chitchat. I go to open my - our bedroom door and I get another twinge in my back. This time I don't stop my hand in time before it goes instinctively to the small of my back. I growl slightly as I rub my aching muscles. I feel my mate's hands gently touch my shoulders as he stops behind me.

"Your back really bothering you today?" His voice is full of concern but I am not going to ask for help. It's against my nature. That baka is the one who put me in this condition.

"What do you think?" I snap at him with more force in my voice than I intended. It does not deter him however as he reaches around my expansive form and opens the door. I walk in and ease myself on to the bed. I slowly lie down on my right side, which happens to be the only way I have been able to lay semi-comfortably as of late. I halfway growl as I feel the bed shifts from my mate's weight being set on it. His hands slowly find their way back to my body. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm going to help you feel better," was his simple reply.

"I don't need your help," I retort. I lay my hand across my distended abdomen and continue, "I think you've done enough."

He chuckles slightly at me and begins to move his hands, "I think someone's cranky today."

"I am not cranky! I'm just uncomfortable, in pain, stir crazy because I can't train, and I'm…well…fat!" I can't stop myself from having that little outburst. I feel total embarrassed from what I said but it just kind of slipped out. "Just leave me alone!"

"I'm sorry all this is happening to you," he takes a deep breath as his fingers start to massage my aching muscles. "I mean, I'm not sorry that we're going to have a baby together but I'm sorry you have to go through all this."

"I'm going to castrate you as soon as I get the chance," I tell him. There is less malice in that comment and more humor than I intended.

"Riiight," Gohan laughs. His fingers work themselves lower on my back. There has been many times where I have wondered where the kid has learned how to give a massage this well but then again, I really don't want to know. My eyes slid shut as he finds the knots in my lower back that have been ailing me almost constantly for weeks. As he kneads my flesh under his hands and my tail coils itself loosely around his thigh. I smirk slightly as his tail slowly snakes its way around my middle. It lazily brushes itself over the extremely stretched skin.

"You really don't want to castrate me," he continues in a very seductive voice. "There where would all your fun be?"

I snicker slightly. The boy does have a good point. I don't think I could live much longer without feeling my mate inside of me. Given early on in the pregnancy, we still did engage in our little sexual conquests with each other. It seems that half-Saiyans have too much human genes in them to be able to bear children so many a nights were spent showing my mate his place. He takes it as well has he gets it but I still miss feeling him come within my body. Maybe we'll have to have the Onna come up with some sort of birth control after the baby arrives.

The tender movements of his hands slowly lull me into a very peaceful state. I am almost asleep when I feel the twinge again. Damn it all to Hell!! Will it ever stop? I mean, I was just about asleep in the arms of my mate and about ready to slip into a hazy oblivion of dreams when I am reminded of my impossible condition. I am surprised that I can get any sleep any more. I swear to Kami that I had to get up twenty times last night just to go take a piss. Not that I really want to slip into dreamland anyways. Last week, I had this horrible dream that Gohan and I were taking the baby on a walk in a stroller. Then when the brat started crying, I reached down to pick it up and it looked exactly like Nappa!! It even had that stupid mustache of his on its hideous face!

"Umm, Vegeta," my mate's voice is a little more worried than I'd like to hear. "How long has this been happening?"

"What do you mean? My back twinges?" I ask in confusion. "Well, I guess that they are more like spasms but they've been happening most of the afternoon."

His tail tightens a little around my stomach and I can hear the apprehension in his voice. "I don't think they're back spasms, Vegeta. I could feel that one with my tail."

"Of course they're back spasms. I admit that they also have been pulling the muscles in my abs tight with them but it's my back that really hurts," I ensure. There, I admitted that I was in pain.

"Umm…Vegeta, I think the baby's coming…"

"Shit."

Well, that does explain things.