Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Downward Spiral ❯ Chapter Thirteen ( Chapter 13 )

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Chapter Thirteen

Warning: Some swearing.

Slowly he let his hand slide away from Vegeta's shoulder as his body froze. With widened eyes staring emptily into his lovers he shook his head with total confusion. Vegeta had to be mistaken? After all it was impossible. Vegeta was a guy! Guys couldn't have children, right? Why was he saying this? Why now? It couldn't be to get back at Goku, Vegeta wasn't that kind of person but still, did Vegeta actually realize what he was saying?

Looking from Bulma to Vegeta he tried to hide the look of absolute shock on this face, his heart was already racing a million miles an hour and his mind was spinning like a tornado. This couldn't be happening, this couldn't be real. Kami! He couldn't let `Geta walk out the door after hearing that!

“`Geta?”

With his hand shaking violently he stroked Vegeta's faced gently, pushing a lock of currently pink hair out of the way; looking lovingly into his eyes he breathed deeply letting his watery tears cascade downwards. He was taken aback as Vegeta pushed him away, moving nearer to the door. Choking on his own fear he gave a pleading look and shook his head lightly.

“Vegeta? What's wrong? Why won't you let me touch you?”

“You actually have the nerve to ask me that?” A disgusted scowl spread over his lips. “After you abuse my heart and stab me in the back? You're no better than Freeza!”

“What?” Damn it. He could feel his face burning as he choked on his cold tears, his body still shaking from doubt and fear and now from the blow to his own heart. No better than Freeza? He felt so dizzy, his mind was becoming a blur, a stream of light-headed thoughts; he turned around and collapsed on the soft cushions of a chair.

“You heard me.” Turning his face to the window he held back his own tears, letting the warm sun cover his cheeks. “He just used me for his own needs like you did, he didn't care about me and neither do you - and what he did to his own mistakes, it's no better than you abandoning yours . . .”

He remembered the devastation on Raditz face, the look of absolute terror and oblivion as his whole universe was destroyed, how for weeks, months, years after he barely resembled his old self, how he and Nappa had to watch him twenty-four seven on the anniversary of the death for years after. Goku hadn't, nor would he ever, harm or kill the child but his betrayal stung just like the betrayal Raditz had felt. How could Vegeta let his child go through this pain? He knew to well how betrayal felt and why would he put his chibi through that - why should he stay to listen to Goku?

“Vegeta - please! I love you, I really do! Can't you understand that Goten had to come first? He's my son! My flesh and blood! I love you just as much but Goten's a child and he has to be a priority! Vegeta I love you.”

“The way Freeza loved his child . . .” Vegeta mumbled. The memory played over and over; the blood that covered the walls stained his mind to this day . . . He had still thrown flowers to the wind even now, the way Raditz had before he died.

“What? Freeza never -.”

“How would you know? Besides if Goten is your priority then this child must be mine.”

“Vegeta, how - you can't -. Pregnant?”

A low growl escaped his lips and he threw a deep glare to Goku, stroking his stomach lightly he nodded his head. “Yes. Saiyan males have always had the ability to carry and bear young, in fact it was very common.”

Goku shook his head. This was too much to take in - even if this was right, why were the symptoms so quick?

“Because Saiyan males only carry for four months so the symptoms appear four times faster.”

Okay, now this was too much! How the hell did -? “Vegeta?”

“The bond? Remember? No, I don't suppose you do. You don't care in the slightest about me, so why should our bond matter?” Letting his tears fall he turned to Goku and wiped his tears from his face. “Of all the people I've ever cared about, I never thought you'd be the one to betray me like you did.”

“Vegeta -.”

“Don't.” He turned to Bulma and nodded. “I'm going home. You can do the tests when you get back, and make sure Trunks keeps the fuck away from me when he gets back.”

Turning his back on them both he stormed towards the door, masking his pain with anger was harder than he could think, and blocking his devastation from Goku was even harder - Kami! He couldn't bear this, just to end it would be so welcomed, to leave this world would be such a blessing, but thanks to this thing inside him he couldn't - how could he harm his child the way Goku harmed him? Still, one cut wouldn't hurt - he had to do something! His chest felt so tight, he head so crushed - everything was too much!

Jumping up, Goku raced to the door, spinning around to face Vegeta and blocking his way out. He couldn't keep his tears from falling as he looked from Vegeta's face to stomach. So in there was his child? His own little chibi? Damn! He'd never have thought - never have imagined that -. Breathing deeply he held in all his tears.

“Vegeta, don't go.”

“Why?”

“Because even if you do hate me, that's my child as well - I love you both and we need to talk, if not for me for the child's sake.”

Scowling he shook his head with revulsion. “You think I hate you? If I hated you I wouldn't be so crushed, I wouldn't be wishing for death. As far as I'm concerned, Goku -.” He paused. “Just leave me alone.”

Pushing Goku aside gently he walked passed him, tears falling freely. As the door closed separating the two Goku heart burst; collapsing against the door holding onto it as if it was Vegeta himself he felt himself break down. Why was Vegeta doing this? He never once meant to hurt him. Never.

Pacing the length of the lab he growled. He could sense Goku's pain through the bond, Goku had yet to learn how to control it, but that was nothing unusual for one raised as an Earthling. So Goku really was upset? He never meant to hurt him? He shook his head. So what was going on? Why did Goku say he wanted to break up when he didn't, because of Goten nonetheless? He glanced across the lab to Goku who was sleeping on a pile of papers on Bulma's desk, the only place in the whole room that was relatively tidy.

The idiot had been sleeping there for hours; he'd followed Vegeta home and refused to leave him, then when Bulma got back and was discussing blood tests with Vegeta he passed out on the desk. Then Bulma who would only be a `minute' went to collect the chibi's from Chi-Chi leaving Vegeta lone with an unconscious Goku, who was still in deep pain asleep.

Sighing he glanced across at the pale face lying on the desk, his face was contorted like his was having a nightmare and the only words coherent enough for Vegeta to decipher were `Please `Geta stay,' and `I love you'.

Maybe he was getting sentimental thanks to the brat inside him, but he was actually starting to believe the jackass. Shaking his head he made his way through the labyrinth of junk, machines, papers and experiments to the desk. He rested his hand on Goku's head, stroking the mane of hair gently.

“Baka, wake up.”

Squinting Goku stretched his arms, knocking over a mountain of paperwork and pulled himself up. With a loud yawn he turned to a blurry Vegeta and rubbed his eyes.

“What time is it? Why was I asleep?”

“There's too many machines blocking the clock but I think it's mid-afternoon, and you're asleep because as soon as Bulma said blood-test you screamed `needle' and passed out.”

Slightly nauseas at the thought of a needle Goku nodded, turning paler than before. Looking up at Vegeta he gave a bright smile. “So you're speaking to me?”

“What do you think, moron?”

Goku glanced around the lab, and then looked up and down at Vegeta. He was wearing black trousers with an open denim jacket, his chest and stomach on show to Goku who yawned again. “You've changed your clothes again? Looks nice.” Opening his eyes wide he did a double take and jumped to his feet. “Kami `Geta! Your chest!”

Scattered over his chest were cuts much deeper than Goku had ever seen before, at least a inch or two deep, and several inches long, and there were lots of them, too many to count. It looked like Vegeta had cleaned the blood from his chest though as his tanned skin could be seen around them.

“Don't worry - I stopped after a while so I wouldn't harm the chibi, besides it's not your business yet what I've done. We still need to talk.”

“You want to talk?”

“I sensed your pain through the bond, I still do. You were telling the truth that you loved me and you did what you did because it was all because of Goten, but I still don't understand why you'd leave me. If you love me that much then I can't make sense of why.”

“But we're cool? You still want to be with me?”

“Of course, but before we go any further I still want to know why you did what you did, I mean after all - Kakarott!” Vegeta almost choked as Goku jumped at him, hugging him tightly, kissing his neck over and over, he almost knocked him over with his force. With a large smile and a laugh he held onto Vegeta tighter.

“I love you so much, Geta.”

“Fine, just let go of my neck!”

Goku let go quickly as Vegeta grabbed his neck, shaking his head with annoyance. He smiled though as he realised how happy Goku actually was. “Anyway I have something to tell you.”

“Yeah?”

“Bulma did the tests whilst you were out.”

“And?”

“And they were positive.”

Jumping up with a brilliant smile Goku dived at Vegeta and held him warmly. “Brilliant! Kami, that's great news!”

Vegeta smiled. He wouldn't have ever thought he'd feel this way, but Goku was right. It was good news.