Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forced Beginnings - Black Flowers ❯ Daddy ( Chapter 12 )
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By: Klara in flares 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Mystery / Hentai / Drama / Angst / Action / Sci-fi | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.03.2002 | Updated On: 06.24.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Mystery / Hentai / Drama / Angst / Action / Sci-fi | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.03.2002 | Updated On: 06.24.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
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Black Flowers - Klara_in_flares
Black Flowers ; chapter 12, 'Daddy'
"Trissy-chan… you missed one." Eira giggled, pulling a black thong out of a smaller pocket.
"I'm sure it'll look great with your collection." Cadell said with a hint of amusement in his voice. Everyone turned to stare with interest.
Tristian blushed cutely. "It's only a little collection." He said dismissivley. "Just a tiny hobby…"
"Can we see?" Bra asked. Tristian blushed cutely more.
"Ok, babe." He answered, winking. He rummaged in his pocket for his capsules. He picked one out, and threw it at the ground. A case appeared. The gang stepped forward with curiosity as Tristian knelt to open it. They took a sharp intake of breath. The case was filled with women's underwear. Tristian added the new addition with pride.
Gohan's eye twitched. "You...you collect women's underwear?" He stuttered.
"Sad, isn't it?" Rayne said jokingly. "But we love Trissy the way he is... weird or not."
Tristian grinned, not occurring to him to be insulted by this. He scratched his head in the timeless Son-style. "Women for some reason kept giving me their underwear." He said, his expression innocent. "And the collection kinda grew from there…"
Bra's eyes widened, and she reached forward to something that caught her eyes. She pulled a pair of boxers from the case, holding them up.
The other's eyes widened. "Dude... tell me that was a manly chick." Goten stuttered.
"No, they're a guy's." Bulma confirmed. She grinned cheekily at the youth. "Had an eventful history, huh?"
Tristian got a dreamy expression on his face. "Yeah... I think I was drunk. I had been in this club, and there was this guy there. He'd been chatting to me all night. He was really muscular... he was a fighter too. I left the club, and he followed me. We had both had a lot to drink... and he caught hold of me and said he had to have me…" Tristian grinned with the memory. "He said I had the cutest ass he'd ever seen. We went back to his quarters, and he was really domineering, and he kinda threw me down and took control. It was enough to make you gay permanently." He sighed. "Why waste life being one way, you know?"
"Ok... that was probably more than we need to know." Pan flushed.
Tristian capsuled his belongings again.
Arienne, Rayne and Eira headed for the door. Rhiamon hurried back out of the kitchen, and the three girls paused guiltily.
Rhiamon raised an eyebrow, and the girl's slunk obediently back. He handed Rayne a pill first, which she took. Then Arienne, then Eira. Eira scrunched her nose with distaste. Rhiamon sighed. "Look, I sugar coated yours. Isn't that better?" He coaxed.
Eira's face brightened, and she too downed her pill. Gohan watched with interest. Rhiamon was feeding them morning after pills! He watched as Rhiamon brought out another lot, this time contraceptive pills. Eira and Rayne took theirs like it was routine. Arienne was the one to turn her nose up this time.
"I hate men anyway." She snarled in a typical Saiyan manner.
"And that's why you have a son…." Cadell said sarkily. "Arienne, just take it."
Arienne frowned, but did. The women then disappeared out of the door.
"You feed them contraceptive pills?" Videl asked.
Rhiamon turned to the others apologetically. "We're very protective…" He laughed weakly. "They didn't take yesterday's pill, so they took the morning one too."
"You have a lot of faith in them, huh?" Bra huffed.
Cadell almost frowned, but in a caring way, not with any malice. "We trust them... but accidents happen." He explained gently. "It's out of love for them, not mis-trust."
Gohan nodded. "Sensible." He agreed whole heartily, proud of his son's intelligent initiative. He took a sideways glance at Pan, which she noticed.
"No way!" Pan warned him.
It was true, it seemed so exaggerated the way the youths cared for each other, but it was clear in their eyes how close a bond they all had. There was clear love and a need to protect each other. It wasn't surprising, as all they had until now were each other.
The afternoon wore on, the summer really starting. A loud wailing broke the silence. 18 was the closest to the front door, and casually approached the source of the disturbance. She showed no emotion or concern when she saw the ditzy youth with tears streaming down her face. Eira's bottom lip wobbled all the more, and 18 merely raised an eyebrow.
"What's the matter? Your eyeshadow didn't match your dress as well as you thought it did?" She asked with disapproval.
Eira seemed to sense this. Her shopping bags dropped from her hands to the floor. With puffed cheeks she let it all out.
… "DADDYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!" She shrieked with ear deafening pitch. 18 nearly leapt out of her skin despite herself. By the time Goten had skidded around the corner onto the scene, he found his grown daughter in floods of tears, and the ever composed android looking worse for wear, her hair sticking everywhere like straw. He shook a hand in front of 18's face, but with no response. He shrugged dismissivley.
Eira had fallen to her knees by this point, crying hard. Goten hadn't known how he knew she was calling for him. He had known it was her. For some reason... he had known she needed him. He edged towards her, and she suddenly leapt up like a spring, throwing her arms around him. She sobbed into his shirt with passion.
Goten shakily patted her on the back, not really knowing exactly… what to do at all. "What's…what's wrong?" he asked.
Eira wailed louder. "The girls…*sniff* at the mall, told me...told me… I looked like a slut! *wail *" She retold. Goten blinked. Erm... this was a problem for girls? He thought they dressed that way on purpose?
"And then they told me how silly my hair colour was... and that I wasn't pretty at all." Eira finished her tale of woe.
This made Goten pay attention. A deep stirring in his heart surfaced. He drew back, and Eira looked back at him, not crying but sniffing sadly every few moments. She stayed still as he studied her face. He lifted her chin up with his fingers. "Honey... anyone who said you weren't pretty must be blind." He told her, fully meaning every word. An incredible love and pride broke within him like a wave on a shore. She smiled weakly back at him.
"I'm pretty?" She asked, her eyes questioning and so uncertain.
"You're beautiful." Goten gushed with so much fatherly meaning. Eira threw her arms back around him, holding him tightly, her sniffles fading to nothing.
She drew away, smiling, her blue eyes innocent and wide. "Thanks Daddy." She grinned, before she was gone again. Goten froze. Was this...was this parenthood?
__*__
"Gohan?"
Gohan looked up from his coffee. "Goten?" He saw his younger brother shift nervously. This wasn't just something casual. "Sit down." He patted the breakfast bar stool next to him.
"Thanks man." Goten said with relief, taking a set.
"So, what's up?" Gohan inquired, all ears.
Goten paused. "Dude…what's it like being a parent? Like properly?" He asked tentively.
Gohan tried to stop the smile that tugged at his lips. "It's wonderful." He answered honestly. "It can be stressful, painful and undignified… but it's the most amazing thing. Going from bachelorhood to being a child's father... there's just no words for it."
"Isn't it commitment? What about freedom?" Goten asked worriedly.
Gohan lingered on his coffee, structuring his next response. He carefully set his empty cup down. "It's great being free. There's so much opportunity, nothing to hold you down." Gohan began wistfully. "That you never think how much joy a kid can bring you. More often that not, you don't even realise it. But when you're in that delivery room, and the midwife passes you your baby… Everything changes. You change. When I saw Videl, flushed and exhausted, and saw my daughter in my arms, opening her black eyes for the first time to stare in wonder at the world around her…knowing that she was made from Videl and I. It seems like a miracle. Created from so much love, from your very selves, greeting the world with such innocence…" He paused. Goten was hanging on his every word with enthrallment and wonder. "It all changes. Everything changes. You feel whole. Content."
Goten didn't speak, his eyes glassy and awe filled. "I never realised it was like that." He stuttered. "Eira… she called me Daddy today. Twice. And she was crying, and I felt something. I was so proud of her. She thought she wasn't pretty… and I couldn't understand how she could think herself any less then beautiful and perfect. That's what I saw when I looked at her anyway…" Goten mumbled, embarrassed and unsure.
Gohan let the smile appear on his lips. "For Saiyans, the parent child bond is incredibly strong. Even in adulthood, the child can still fully form a full attachment to its parent."
Goten digested this thoughtfully. "You're saying we could have the same thing... that you and Pan had at the hospital. When she was born and stuff?" he asked with surprise.
Gohan nodded. He stood up from the breakfast bar while His younger brother stayed deep in thought.
Gohan paused before he left. He put his hand on Goten's shoulder. "Goten? You're going to make a wonderful father." He smiled.
The brothers both held eye contact, until suddenly a grin broke out on Goten's face.
"A Daddy…" he murmured to himself as Gohan left him. He let put a happy laugh. Almost as though a midwife had just handed him his child for the first time. "I'm a Daddy!"
Black Flowers - Klara_in_flares
Black Flowers ; chapter 12, 'Daddy'
"Trissy-chan… you missed one." Eira giggled, pulling a black thong out of a smaller pocket.
"I'm sure it'll look great with your collection." Cadell said with a hint of amusement in his voice. Everyone turned to stare with interest.
Tristian blushed cutely. "It's only a little collection." He said dismissivley. "Just a tiny hobby…"
"Can we see?" Bra asked. Tristian blushed cutely more.
"Ok, babe." He answered, winking. He rummaged in his pocket for his capsules. He picked one out, and threw it at the ground. A case appeared. The gang stepped forward with curiosity as Tristian knelt to open it. They took a sharp intake of breath. The case was filled with women's underwear. Tristian added the new addition with pride.
Gohan's eye twitched. "You...you collect women's underwear?" He stuttered.
"Sad, isn't it?" Rayne said jokingly. "But we love Trissy the way he is... weird or not."
Tristian grinned, not occurring to him to be insulted by this. He scratched his head in the timeless Son-style. "Women for some reason kept giving me their underwear." He said, his expression innocent. "And the collection kinda grew from there…"
Bra's eyes widened, and she reached forward to something that caught her eyes. She pulled a pair of boxers from the case, holding them up.
The other's eyes widened. "Dude... tell me that was a manly chick." Goten stuttered.
"No, they're a guy's." Bulma confirmed. She grinned cheekily at the youth. "Had an eventful history, huh?"
Tristian got a dreamy expression on his face. "Yeah... I think I was drunk. I had been in this club, and there was this guy there. He'd been chatting to me all night. He was really muscular... he was a fighter too. I left the club, and he followed me. We had both had a lot to drink... and he caught hold of me and said he had to have me…" Tristian grinned with the memory. "He said I had the cutest ass he'd ever seen. We went back to his quarters, and he was really domineering, and he kinda threw me down and took control. It was enough to make you gay permanently." He sighed. "Why waste life being one way, you know?"
"Ok... that was probably more than we need to know." Pan flushed.
Tristian capsuled his belongings again.
Arienne, Rayne and Eira headed for the door. Rhiamon hurried back out of the kitchen, and the three girls paused guiltily.
Rhiamon raised an eyebrow, and the girl's slunk obediently back. He handed Rayne a pill first, which she took. Then Arienne, then Eira. Eira scrunched her nose with distaste. Rhiamon sighed. "Look, I sugar coated yours. Isn't that better?" He coaxed.
Eira's face brightened, and she too downed her pill. Gohan watched with interest. Rhiamon was feeding them morning after pills! He watched as Rhiamon brought out another lot, this time contraceptive pills. Eira and Rayne took theirs like it was routine. Arienne was the one to turn her nose up this time.
"I hate men anyway." She snarled in a typical Saiyan manner.
"And that's why you have a son…." Cadell said sarkily. "Arienne, just take it."
Arienne frowned, but did. The women then disappeared out of the door.
"You feed them contraceptive pills?" Videl asked.
Rhiamon turned to the others apologetically. "We're very protective…" He laughed weakly. "They didn't take yesterday's pill, so they took the morning one too."
"You have a lot of faith in them, huh?" Bra huffed.
Cadell almost frowned, but in a caring way, not with any malice. "We trust them... but accidents happen." He explained gently. "It's out of love for them, not mis-trust."
Gohan nodded. "Sensible." He agreed whole heartily, proud of his son's intelligent initiative. He took a sideways glance at Pan, which she noticed.
"No way!" Pan warned him.
It was true, it seemed so exaggerated the way the youths cared for each other, but it was clear in their eyes how close a bond they all had. There was clear love and a need to protect each other. It wasn't surprising, as all they had until now were each other.
The afternoon wore on, the summer really starting. A loud wailing broke the silence. 18 was the closest to the front door, and casually approached the source of the disturbance. She showed no emotion or concern when she saw the ditzy youth with tears streaming down her face. Eira's bottom lip wobbled all the more, and 18 merely raised an eyebrow.
"What's the matter? Your eyeshadow didn't match your dress as well as you thought it did?" She asked with disapproval.
Eira seemed to sense this. Her shopping bags dropped from her hands to the floor. With puffed cheeks she let it all out.
… "DADDYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!" She shrieked with ear deafening pitch. 18 nearly leapt out of her skin despite herself. By the time Goten had skidded around the corner onto the scene, he found his grown daughter in floods of tears, and the ever composed android looking worse for wear, her hair sticking everywhere like straw. He shook a hand in front of 18's face, but with no response. He shrugged dismissivley.
Eira had fallen to her knees by this point, crying hard. Goten hadn't known how he knew she was calling for him. He had known it was her. For some reason... he had known she needed him. He edged towards her, and she suddenly leapt up like a spring, throwing her arms around him. She sobbed into his shirt with passion.
Goten shakily patted her on the back, not really knowing exactly… what to do at all. "What's…what's wrong?" he asked.
Eira wailed louder. "The girls…*sniff* at the mall, told me...told me… I looked like a slut! *wail *" She retold. Goten blinked. Erm... this was a problem for girls? He thought they dressed that way on purpose?
"And then they told me how silly my hair colour was... and that I wasn't pretty at all." Eira finished her tale of woe.
This made Goten pay attention. A deep stirring in his heart surfaced. He drew back, and Eira looked back at him, not crying but sniffing sadly every few moments. She stayed still as he studied her face. He lifted her chin up with his fingers. "Honey... anyone who said you weren't pretty must be blind." He told her, fully meaning every word. An incredible love and pride broke within him like a wave on a shore. She smiled weakly back at him.
"I'm pretty?" She asked, her eyes questioning and so uncertain.
"You're beautiful." Goten gushed with so much fatherly meaning. Eira threw her arms back around him, holding him tightly, her sniffles fading to nothing.
She drew away, smiling, her blue eyes innocent and wide. "Thanks Daddy." She grinned, before she was gone again. Goten froze. Was this...was this parenthood?
__*__
"Gohan?"
Gohan looked up from his coffee. "Goten?" He saw his younger brother shift nervously. This wasn't just something casual. "Sit down." He patted the breakfast bar stool next to him.
"Thanks man." Goten said with relief, taking a set.
"So, what's up?" Gohan inquired, all ears.
Goten paused. "Dude…what's it like being a parent? Like properly?" He asked tentively.
Gohan tried to stop the smile that tugged at his lips. "It's wonderful." He answered honestly. "It can be stressful, painful and undignified… but it's the most amazing thing. Going from bachelorhood to being a child's father... there's just no words for it."
"Isn't it commitment? What about freedom?" Goten asked worriedly.
Gohan lingered on his coffee, structuring his next response. He carefully set his empty cup down. "It's great being free. There's so much opportunity, nothing to hold you down." Gohan began wistfully. "That you never think how much joy a kid can bring you. More often that not, you don't even realise it. But when you're in that delivery room, and the midwife passes you your baby… Everything changes. You change. When I saw Videl, flushed and exhausted, and saw my daughter in my arms, opening her black eyes for the first time to stare in wonder at the world around her…knowing that she was made from Videl and I. It seems like a miracle. Created from so much love, from your very selves, greeting the world with such innocence…" He paused. Goten was hanging on his every word with enthrallment and wonder. "It all changes. Everything changes. You feel whole. Content."
Goten didn't speak, his eyes glassy and awe filled. "I never realised it was like that." He stuttered. "Eira… she called me Daddy today. Twice. And she was crying, and I felt something. I was so proud of her. She thought she wasn't pretty… and I couldn't understand how she could think herself any less then beautiful and perfect. That's what I saw when I looked at her anyway…" Goten mumbled, embarrassed and unsure.
Gohan let the smile appear on his lips. "For Saiyans, the parent child bond is incredibly strong. Even in adulthood, the child can still fully form a full attachment to its parent."
Goten digested this thoughtfully. "You're saying we could have the same thing... that you and Pan had at the hospital. When she was born and stuff?" he asked with surprise.
Gohan nodded. He stood up from the breakfast bar while His younger brother stayed deep in thought.
Gohan paused before he left. He put his hand on Goten's shoulder. "Goten? You're going to make a wonderful father." He smiled.
The brothers both held eye contact, until suddenly a grin broke out on Goten's face.
"A Daddy…" he murmured to himself as Gohan left him. He let put a happy laugh. Almost as though a midwife had just handed him his child for the first time. "I'm a Daddy!"