Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Fourty ( Chapter 40 )

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Innocence is Futile
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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky
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Chapter Fourty
May 5, 798 (friday)
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A week after Goten's little... conversation with Truten, Trunks came home from work. "I'm back!" he called into the house, hanging up his coat and sitting on the edge of the couch to undo his shoelaces.

Goten was in the bedroom, and looked up quickly from her work. She had a tiny pin from Truten's diapers in her hand, as well as the strips of condoms from the box Trunks had just bought yesterday, commenting that her scent had changed, so they would need to be more careful. Quickly, she put the condoms back in the box, then closed the drawer. "Truten... " Goten called, then realized that the baby... minus her diaper... was nowhere to be seen.

Again.

Trunks looked up to see Truten, hand against the wall and naked as the moment she was born, toddling toward him. He blinked, then went down to kneel. "You're walking?" he asked, blinking.

The infant grinned widely, giggling as she kept one hand against the wall, toddling toward her mother.

Goten came in, holding onto the diaper. "Did she crawl into ... oh my kami, she's walking!" Goten exclaimed, not about to ruin the illusion that Trunks finally was able to catch a first something. Truten had actually been doing this for a few days now.

Trunks was struck dumb, holding his hand out to his daughter. "C'mon, Truten... you can do it, let go of the wall," he encouraged her.

Truten kept one hand on the wall, and shook her head.

"C'mon... for Momma?" he asked.

Truten broke into a wide grin, then shook her head again.

Goten sat onto the ground, watching in amazement. This was so cute... she, yet again, wished she knew where the camera was.

"C'mon, you know I won't let you fall," Trunks moved to kneel within quick reach of her, if he leaned forward, and held out his hands. "C'mon Truten..."

She shook her head and giggled, giving him an infant's version of the victory sign. Her thumb was still sticking out, her pinkie and ring fingers only half curled.

Trunks couldn't help but chuckle. "C'mon!" he grinned.

"Go to mama, Truten," Goten urged, getting to her knees. "Or I'm gonna tickle you..."

Truten squealed and held both her hands straight up in the air, swayed a moment, and in three quick steps, glomped her mother, Trunks. Trunks was ecstatic, grasping her to him in a gentle hug, showering the top of her hair with kisses. "I'm so proud of you!"

Goten crawled over, quickly quickly pinning the diaper to the child so as not to ruin another of Trunks's suits. "Good girl..." she said, kissing her daughter's head.

"I can't believe you're walking, and at eleven months! You're such a big girl!" he cooed. "Momma's gonna give you some extra peaches tonight, yes he is," he nuzzled her nose, and she tried to eat it. "Teeth!" Trunks yelped, pulling back

Goten laughed. "Yup. Got my knee today with them."

"Remind me to kiss it better later," Trunks winked at her, leaning in to kiss her cheek as he stood, swinging their daughter around as the child squealed happily.

"Your daughter has not had a nap today..." Goten said.

"Is that so?" Trunks asked, holding her on his hip and looking at her sternly, "And just why not? Too much Hamtaro, I think," he teased.

"Probably." Goten hid a yawn behind a hand.

"You tired?" He asked, hoping the rings under his eyes wouldn't show as he'd taken his hair out of the tail once he got home. Truten snuggled him, patting his back with a tiny hand and yawning.

"You try chasing after the fastest saiyan on four legs... who won't sleep... and see how you feel." Goten chuckled.

"Wanna trade?" Trunks teased, leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

"In a couple of months... you can deal with terrible twos." She smirked.

"Yay," Trunks chuckled, looking to see Truten had fallen fast asleep. "I don't think she could know HOW to be terrible.... Besides, she hasn't even hit one yet," he laughed quietly.

"If she's anything like we are, she'll figure it out eventually." Goten yawned again. "Hope you're cooking, cause I'm beat."

"And I'm not?" Trunks asked, carrying their daughter to her room. "I'll call for takeout, Goten - I'm beat too."

"Good." Goten followed, leaning in the doorway, eyes half open as she watched. She loved watching Trunks take care of their daughter....

Trunks hummed softly, kissing the sleeping child's forehead before carefully setting her down in the crib. Gently he wrapped her in blankets so she wouldn't be cold, and just stood there, not realising he was being watched, as he gently untangled her black and lavendar hair just a bit. "Beautiful little girl... we're gonna have to keep an eye on you, I bet. If you're anything like your parents," he said gently.

Goten watched, a soft smile on her face. Then, her eyes fluttered closed, and she kinda slumped a bit into the wall, falling asleep standing up. It had been a long day.

Trunks felt the drop in ki and turned, rushing to gather her up before she fell. "You poor thing," he kissed her forehead, picking her up and carrying her to their room.

Goten's eyes fluttered a bit and she moaned, her arms coming to wrap around his neck unconciously.

He smiled, nuzzling her hair, laying her atop the sheets and gently undressing her.

Goten moaned softly, laying out on her back, stretching herself out along the full bed.

It wasn't long before he had her down to nothing, and he went over to the dresser to find her a nightgown.

Goten shivered from the cold, opening her eyes. "Trunks.... I'm cold..." she whined.

"I'm just getting your nightgown," he soothed, bringing over a deep blue silk one, coming back and moving to dress her gently.

"But it's silk... it's not warm..." she complained.

"Silk always gets warm, it's the satin you're thinking of," He told her, helping her into it and pulling up the covers.

"I'd rather just have you keep me warm," she purred, curling into the blanket.

"I'll be to bed shortly, I really need to eat something - I didn't get to eat at lunch today," he kissed her forehead.

Goten chuckled. "Ok. I be here." she sighed, then was asleep again.

It wasn't long before Trunks returned, stripping down to his boxers and slipping into bed beside her, cuddling her to himself and kissing the top of her head.

Goten turned in her sleep, cuddling into his arms, sighing contently.

Trunks just snuggled with her, falling swiftly asleep. The night was kind to them, allowing them both rest, and Truten, as exhausted as she was from not napping all day, even slept in as well. In the morning, they made love, long, slow, gentle, passionate - and Trunks never caught the secret smile on Goten's lips any time he looked at her throughout the weekend.

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May 8, 798
Monday
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Monday came, and Trunks kissed Goten's forehead as he was about to leave for work, stopping to check her ki, just refamiliarising himself with it... when he blinked. He frowned... focusing....

There was a loud thud as he flat out fainted, his head banging against the door. He was uninjured... but out cold.

Goten sat up in bed, hearing the thud. "TRUNKS!" she shouted, jumping out of bed and kneeling beside him.

"Nnnnngg," he shook his head, "Don't wanna wake up, Chibi... bad dream... bad baaad dream..." he kept his eyes closed.

"What kind of bad dream?" she asked, gently moving his head away from the door and checking it for injury... like the wood could injure a saiyan head.... Indeed, he was perfectly uninjured.

"It was monday, I was getting ready for work... did a ki check like usual... " he groaned.

"And?"

"Pregnant," he whimpered.

Goten squealed.

Trunks opened his eyes... and realised he was in his suit. Realised he was on the floor. Realised Goten just squealed.

"Nooo... no squeal..." his eyes rolled back in his head as he blacked out again.

Goten's eyes opened wide. "Wake up Trunks! Come on!"

It was a full minute before Trunks came around. "What was the number of that coroner again?" he mumbled, looking up at her in utter dispair, though joy did war with it, hidden deeply. "We were so careful! How..?" he whimpered, turning so his face was buried against her stomach.

"No one's going to kill you, Trunks... I'm sure half of them are wondering what's taking so long," Goten chuckled, playing with his hair.

Trunks moaned, "But we were so careful!"

"Well...." Goten sighed.... "You tried..."

"Don't be angry with me," he whimpered.

"I'm not mad at all!" Goten exclaimed, smiling brightly.

Trunks turned so he lay on the floor, his head still pillowed in her lap. He looked up at her smiling face suspiciously. "You're... not... angry...."

"Not at all!" Goten grinned, playing with Trunks' hair.

"In fact..." he pulled away and sat up, crossing his legs as he continued to look at her suspiciously. "You seem rather happy about it...."

Goten leaned back and shrugged. "I mean, why should I be upset? We already know that we produce cute kids...."

"No... it's more than that...." He watched her carefully. "You're hiding something from me, Chibi. Tell me. Now. What is it?" he asked sharply.

Goten looked at Trunks, not understanding why he was upset. "I thought you'd be happy...."

"Goten. What are you hiding," he was more upset about the suspiciousness of her taking the news willingly, happily, and without surprise, than he was about the news itself.

"I'm not hiding anything!" Goten squeaked, crawling backwards towards the bed.

"You're squeaking like a trapped mouse," Trunks said softly, following her slowly, almost like a cat about to pounce. "You only do that when you're lying."

"I'm not lying about nothing!"

"Either your grammar just went down the crapper, Goten, or you're really not lying about nothing... you're lying about SOMETHING," Trunks stared her down.

Goten just cowered, whimpering.

Trunks's voice softened, "Goten... what do you know, that I don't?"

"I... I wanted to know what it was like to have a baby..." she said softly.

"And....?"

"I kinda sorta poked holes in the condoms so that you didn't know cause I knew if I told you, you would get all dramatic and talk about people killing you and I WANTED to have a baby, Trunks, so that I can see what it's like, and you can have someone who you can see all the firsts of cause I know you're sad cause you missed most of Truten's cause you were working and you will get to see this one's cause by then I'll be a guy again and you can take care of them..." Goten said all in one breath.

Trunks stopped her before she said any more... with a sharp laugh. "You idiot!" he grinned

Goten just whimpered again.

Trunks moved forward swiftly, and claimed her mouth in a full, passionate kiss, his hand gently cradling her head, the other her back.

Goten blinked, but relaxed and kissed him back, her arms coming to wrap around his neck.

Trunks moaned slightly as he kissed her, then pulled back, pecking a kiss on her nose. "I have to go to work... please don't see anyone in our families just yet, okay? I don't need our fathers, or worse yet your brother, blowing up my office," he smiled.

"They won't, cause I'll make sure they know that this was my choice..." Goten nodded.

"Goten... not just yet, let's just figure out some kind of strategy first, okay?"

"Ok." Goten smiled a bit. "You're not mad at me then?"

"No... I just wish you'd told me what you were up to," he kissed her nose again. "Now I have to get going, or I'll be late, and then there'll REALLY be hell to pay."

"I'll be here when you get back." Goten crawled back in bed, snuggling under the covers.

"I know," Trunks smiled, winking at her as he left.

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