Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Oh, Momma! ❯ Blast From The Past ( Chapter 2 )

Oh, Momma!

By Shasta

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Disclaimer: *singing to the tune of 'Somewhere I Belong* #I have nothing to claim, but if I claim to own DBZ…. I will get suuuuueeeeed….#

Shasta: Chapter 2 now up for your enjoyment! >^-^<

Vegeta: People actually ENJOY this bullshit?!

Shasta: *kicks Vegeta in the ribs* Shut up! My fiction is NOT bullshit, Monkey Boy!

Vegeta: *snort* T'is nothing but the ramblings of an insane fangirl-OOF!

Shasta: *kicks Vegeta in the nutsack* Shut your mouth! *turns to readers* Ignore my muse. Read on for chapter two of 'Oh, Momma!' while I deal with the bakajaro… *glares at Vegeta, who is lying curled up on the floor, eyes anime swirls*

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Chapter 2: Blast From The Past

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Shasta's brow furrowed in confusion. Layla's screen-name had just disappeared from the screen. The young red head blinked twice and scratched her head, a gesture she had picked up from Goku. Finally settling that Layla's connection has frozen, as it usually did, she said goodbye to the others in the chatroom and shut down the computer.

Getting up from her chair, she walked to the small book shelf on the opposite side of the room. Her eyes scanned over the various book covers untill she found the one she wanted- a handsome, purple hardback with Japanese symbols written on the front in gold, spelling out the title 'Snow White And The Seven Dwarfs'. Placing the book under one arm, Shasta descended the stairs leading up to the bedrooms, not stopping untill she reached Gohan's room.

She smiled at her 'little brother' and sat down crosslegged beside him as he lay next to her on the oriental futon-bed on the floor.

Flicking open the book to a page marked by a bookmark, she leaned forward, emerald green eyes focusing on the pages before her, written entirally in katakana.

(A/N: Katakana = Japanese symbols)

"And so, the evil witch turned herself into an ugly old peddler woman and set off in search of Snow White, the poisioned apple within her basket. Meanwhile, the seven dwarfs-" Shasta stopped reading, an amused smile on her faces as she looked at Gohan, now fast asleep on his pillow, a happy smile on his cherubic face.

Shasta closed over the book and set it down on the window sill. She pulled the covers up to Gohan's neck and pushed a few stray strands of ebony black hair from his face. Leaning forward, she kissed his forehead gently and smiled.

"Goodnight, Gohan-san.."she whispered. Gohan stirred slightly, but did'nt wake up. The young red-head got up from the floor and exited the room. Heading down the hall, she came to the guest bedroom at the far end of the hall and opened the door. Closing it soundlessly, she waited patiently for the sounds of Goku and Chichi's voices to die down below.

"Did I come at a bad time?"

A soft, seductive voice sounded from the open window, belonging to Trunks, who was sitting on the windowsill, his long, lavender hair blowing against his face in the soft breeze, looking mischievious.

Shasta bit her lips and glanced behind her at the door, fearful that Chichi might catch her. When Shasta had moved in, the older woman had made STRICT rules about what went on in her house. Aside from devoting 3 hours a night to homework and all the usual rules, Chichi had insisted that NO hanky panky was to go on under her roof.

But then again, Shasta had always been the rebellious type..

She crept silently over the smooth, wooden floor, wrapping her arms around Trunks' neck and pulling him into a passionate kiss. He let out a soft growl, his hands snaking around her waist as he walked from the windowsill towards the bed.

"No..not here, Trunks…Chichi and Goku are right downstairs and I just tucked Gohan in…" she whispered, looking slightly annoyed. Trunks released her waist and sat down beside her on the edge of the bed, nuzzling her neck.

"I'll be quiet…"he purred, nipping playfully at her neck. Shasta let out a low, rumbling purr.

"Don't…"

Trunks whined and rested his head on her shoulder. "I can't stand this rule of the house… why can't you come stay over?"

Shasta ran her fingers through his hair and kissed the tip of his nose. "Chichi might suspect something.."

"True…. She is kinda strict…"he sighed and flopped back on the bed, his light blue t-shirt hitching up slightly to reveal a healthy dose of chiseled muscles. Shasta bit her lip again. She wanted so badly to make love to him, but she knew she could'nt..

"Shasta?" came Goku's voice from the hall. The red-head's eyes widdened. "Quick, hide!" she hissed, pushing a bemussed Trunks into the wardrobe. The door knob turned and Goku walked in, dressed in his orange pajammas.

"I though I heard something.. you okay?" he questioned, cocking his head to one side in amusement. Shasta flushed pink with embarrassment and grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head.

"Oh, I'm fine, Goku! Just…thinking out loud.."

Goku arched an eyebrow in amusement. "You don't fool me, Shasta. I know Trunks is hiding in the wardrobe."

Shasta cringed, a huge sweatdrop rolling down her temple as Goku pulled open the wardrobe door.

Trunks grinned dorkily. "Um….Hey, this is'nt my house!" he said, trying to sound confused. Goku rolled his eyes and laughed, motioning for the lavender haired teenager to get out of the wardrobe.

"You kids…Normally, I'd punish you, but I was a teenager once.. I know what you're going through.." he said, grinning slyly at the blushes rising up on the two teenager's faces.

"Tell you what… Shasta, you can stay with Trunks this weekend. I'll cover for you."

Shasta's face lit up. "THANK YOU!"

Goku grinned. "No problemo!" He then turned to Trunks. "I'd advise you to leave quickly. Chichi's quite skilled with a frying pan, and I'm not talking about her cooking!"

Trunks chuckled softly. "Okay, but can I say goodnight first?"

Goku nodded and exited the room, giving Shasta a sly wink as the door closed softly.

"Remind me to reward Goku for this.." She said, twirling a lock of silky lavender around her finger, nibbling softly on Trunks' bottom lip. He smirked against her and let his hands roam under the top of her baby blue pajammas, caressing her back with his fingertips.

"There's plenty of time to continue this on Saturday.."Shasta breathed, as Trunks planted soft, open-mouth kisses along her neck. He sighed and kissed her cheek, holding her chin in one hand as he stared deep into her eyes.

"I guess it's true when they say 'good things come to those who wait'.."he purred. Shasta giggled and embraced him in a tight hug. She kissed him one last time on the lips before seeing him off as he heaved himself through the open window and took off into the night.

"Hope you bring a few power bars, my dear Trunks.. cuz I'm gonna rock your socks off!"she giggled to herself as she flopped back on her bed. Rolling onto her side, she clicked off the bedside lamp, casting the room in total darkness.

She was barely asleep for more than 5 minutes when an almighty rumbling sound made the entire house shake. Shasta bolted upright in bed, panic siezing her. The West Capital mountain range did'nt normally suffer earthquakes this time of the year, and it was far too late for Vegeta to be out training…

Racing to the window, she peered outside. The sky was a deep black, mingling with swirling grey clouds…

Wait…

Those were no clouds…

Shasta gasped at what she was seeing. A slate grey mist was swirling in mid-air, forming a rough, circular outline. Bolts of blue electricity shot from it in every direction, a loud whoooshing sound filling the air…

Shasta was sudden thrown backwards by an unseen force, hitting hard against the brick wall beside her bed. An almight flash of blue light nearly blinded her as it lit up the sky. A loud scream was heard, followed by a sickening thud.

"NANI?! What's going on?" came the voice of Gohan, as he ran into the room. Shasta groaned and stood up shakily, holding her head.

"Your guess is as good as mine, Go-chan…"

Gohan gulped, iching behind his 'sister', trembling in fear. "I don't like the looks of this…"

Shasta kneeled beside him and wrapped an arm around him protectively. "Don't be scared, Go-chan…"she cooed, pulling him into a comforting hug. Gohan clung to her, holding on for dear life as he buried his face in her shoulder.

The whoooshing noise died down and the blue light slowly faded away..

There was a moment of eerie silence, in which Shasta and Gohan simply stared at each other, their expressions unreadable.

After what felt like an eternaty, Chichi burst in through the door, almost frighting the living daylights out of Gohan. She looked extremly peculiar with her hair still in a mass of rollers, green goo smeared across her face, making her look like some weird Piccolo incarnation, and dressed in a neon pink dress robe.

"Gohan! Shasta! Come quick!"she yelled. Gohan blinked and poked his head out from behind Shasta, staring up in supprise at his mother.

"Mom?"

"Gohan! Are you alright?" Chichi queryed, looking worried. Gohan grinned sheepishly. "You look like Piccolo!"

Chichi promptly face faulted.

"Just hurry downstairs, baka chibi!"she grumbled, running downstairs. Gohan blinked and turned to Shasta, who simple shrugged and followed the elder woman down the long, winding staircase…

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Elsewhere….

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Vegeta sighed warily to himself as he walked down the corridor to the nursery. Chibi Trunks had just woken up and was crying something awefull. The raven haired Saiyen prince was not in the mood for this…

He sighed and twisted the handle of the door, walking into the room, which was bathed in moonlight.

(AN: For referance, Chibi Trunks was born after the events at the end of 'Oh, For Crying Out Loud', so in this fic, he's actually 3 years old during the Cell Saga…. *shrugs*)

The lavender haired 3 year old was standing up in his crib, tears pouring down his chubby cheeks as he cried loudly. Vegeta cringed at the sound. Swallowing hard, he walked towards the crib and picked up his son in his arms.

"Sssh…. Go to sleep, chibi…"he groaned, not in the mood to be forcefull. Chibi Trunk's crying slowly softened to a few hiccups and whimpering. "Daddy… there was a big, scary bwue wight…"he whimpered, in the innocent voice of a 3 year old.

Vegeta's brow furrowed. "What are you talking about, chibi?"

Chibi Trunks pointed one chubby digit to the window, were the soft, silk blinds were swaying ghost-like in the wind.

"It looked like a Wammi-Hammi-Ha…"

Vegeta had to chuckle at this. He rolled his eyes and peered out of the window, up into the dark, star-studded sky of black. Nothing out of the ordinary… Suddenly, his Saiyen blood alerted him of a new ki energy nearby… it felt familiar to him..

He gasped in alarm.

"LAYLA?!"

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Back at the Son residence….

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The chestnut haired girl groaned loudly and sat up, rubbing her aching head. She blinked and looked around, her vison blurred and unfocused.

"LAYLA-CHAN!" a familiar voice rang out, and before she could do anything, Layla felt herself suffocating in a vice-like hug from someone with a red blur attop their head.

"Shasta…?!"

Shasta struck a kawaii pose and grinned. "Long time, no see, Layla-chan!"

Layla shook her head, her vision slowly returning. "That was a crazy trip…I feel all dizzy.." she groaned, flopping back against the mass of pillows behind her head. Gohan cocked his head to one side in curiousity, looking at Layla with chocolate brown eyes.

"You're Layla?"

The 24 year old turned to the child and smiled weakly. "Yeah, that's me, kid…I'm a friend of Shasta.."

Chichi clasped her hands together gleefully. "Oooh, Vegeta will be so happy to see you!"

Layla's brows furrowed as her face twisted into a glare.

"I don't want to see him…"she stated coldy, getting up off the couch. She walked towards the kitchen and leaned against the counter, staring coldly at her feet. Shasta shook her head and sighed.

"Oi vey.."

Layla growled and shot a look of pure loathing at the young redhead. "WHAT DO YOU KNOW?! YOU LEFT ME ALONE JUST LIKE HIM, YOU-"

Shasta instinctively covered Gohan's ears, whincing at the insults strewn from Layla's mouth. The young red-head motioned to Chichi.

"Take Go-chan to bed.. I'd rather he did'nt hear this.."

Chichi nodded in understandmant and cast Layla a wary look as she escorted Gohan upstairs, out of ear-shot of things that might raise awkward questions….

"Layla, what's wrong?" Shasta said calmly, brows furrowed in confusion as she stared at her former roomate. Layla narrowed her eyes. She turned away from the red-head, expression unreadable, tears beginning to fall from dark grey eyes. She took a deep breath and walked towards the door.

"You hurt me deeply, Shastania…. Just like everyone else.."

And with that, the door shut with a loud bang. Shasta sighed and sat down on the couch, burying her face in her hands. "She's right.." Goku sat down beside her and placed a comforting arm around her. "Hey, Layla's probably angry with Vegeta… she's taking it out on you, sweetie." He rested his chin on the top of her head and hugged her in a way similar to that of a father hugging a daughter.

"Give her time.. she'll cool down sooner or later…"

Shasta smiled weakly. "Maybe…. Or maybe not……. When I came here, I left her alone, not knowning about… her conditon.."

Goku's brow furrowed in curiousity. "Conditon?"

Shasta's eyes widdened and she clamped a hand to her mouth. "Uhhh… forget I said anything! Eh heh heh!"she said sheepishly, a sweatdrop rolling down her temple. The raven haired Saiyen cast her a bemuzzed look.

"Shaaasta.. what are you hiding?" he said, in an annoyed tone.

"Sorry, Goku.. I'm sworn to secercy.."

Goku made a puppy face at her. The young red head tried to resist, but he looked just too damn adorable like that.

"Okay, Goku… but you gotta PROMISE you won't tell a soul..or else I'll have to go oozaru on yo' candy ass!" Shasta said, casting the bulky Saiyen a mock-deathglare. Goku grinned and saluted.

"You can count on me!"

Shasta took a deep breath. "Layla's pregnant."

THUD.

Goku promptly fainted….

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Layla sat down on a low, flat rock in the middle of a forrest clearing. She had'nt run very far from the Son family home… but now she was lost in the forrest surrounded the tiny, mountain home.. She brought her knees up to her chest and cried long into the night, the pain and anguish she had kept bottled up for so long pouring out of her in salty tears.

Vegeta watched, puzzled, from the shadows. He had never seen Layla so upset before… Had he really hurt her that badly when he returned to his own world? He shook his head. It seemed nothing he did was right… not that he could help it. He had been dragged back here against his will.

Had things been different, he would've stay with Layla in a heartbeat.

He was about to brave a few steps towards her, when something made him freeze in his tracks. His highly sensitive nose detected the scent of a new ki… a small, almost undetectable ki…

Vegeta looked around. There was no-one else in the clearing… His eyes widdened momentarily as the growing realization suddenly dawned on him. Layla was carrying his child! There was no mistaking it. The ki, although faint, was swirling with Saiyen energy and it was clear to the Saiyen prince that he was not hallucinating. A small smile grazed his lips.

She was pregnant… with HIS child.

His mind wandered back to the day he found out Bulma was pregnant…he had shown no emotion to the blue haired harpy.. his heart wept only for Layla….

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3 Years and 4 Months before…

Vegeta grunted as he pushed himself up from the floor, the gravity working against him, trying hard to crush him like a bug. He let out a roar and powered up enough for a white aura to surround his body. The gravity felt heavy on his shoulders as he struggled to reach the control panel. By some mircle, he managed to shut off the gravity. He slumped to the floor and breathed hard, breath coming in ragged bursts.

He was VERY close to obtaining Super Saiyen status…that, he was sure of…

"VEGETA!!"

He groaned, a hand reaching up to massage his temple. He already had the mother of all headaches and he just was'nt in the mood to make it any worse by tollerating Bulma's incessive screaming.

<That whore of a woman has been acting weird all month…> he though in annoyance, unlocking the airtight door to the Gravity Room, towel flung over one shoulder. He wiped his face with it as he crossed the yard and headed into the Capsule Corp manor.

Bulma was waiting for him in the kitchen, looking like one of Satan's whores from the depts of hell, in Vegeta's opinion.

"What is is, onna?"he grunted, not really paying attention as he rummaged around in the fridge for a Klondike bar.

"Vegeta, I'm pregnant."

BOINK!

Vegeta hit his head on the roof of the fridge in supprise.

"NANI?!"

Bulma glared at him. "You heard me, Monkey Boy. I'm pregnant with your bastard child!! And it's all because of LAYLA!!!"

Vegeta had a sudden urge to kill Bulma there and then for that remark… but another thought stopped him…

Seeing as how Layla was in possession of Bulma's body during the child's conception, would'nt mean it was LAYLA'S child and not Bulma? Vegeta's head was swimming. He sighed heavily and leaned against the fridge, taking this information into account.

"What are we going to do, woman?"he said, sound more or less tired than spiteful.

Bulma wrinkled her nose in disgust. "If you think this baby is gonna make us a couple, you can forget it, Vegeta!"

She turned with her back to him as she walked out of the kitchen. "I'm raising this child on my own… WITHOUT your help.."

And with that, she stormed out of the room without so much as a backwards glance.

Vegeta sat down on a bar-stool, resting his elbow on the bar/counter and propping his head in his hand. He was confused. Part of him was horrified to have spawned a child with the bride of Satan, but another part of him made him wonder about Layla. What would SHE think of all this? He let out a long, exausted sigh, unsure if he should cry, laugh or blow something up…

"Layla…forgive me…"he whispered woefully, as he turned to head back for another session in the Gravity Room…

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"Layla…" Vegeta whispered, his eyes never leaving the figure on the rock.

Layla looked up, her face shiny with tears. She noticed Vegeta's muscular form in the pale light of the moon and turned away, new tears rolling down her cheeks. She pulled the chunky blanket which she had seized from the Son House tightly around her body, not wanting to look Vegeta in the eye.

The Saiyen prince walked slowly towards her, tall grass grazing against his pjamma-clad form.

"Layla?" he called for her, his voice soft and airy on the night wind..

"Go away, Vegeta….." she crocked, her voice hoarse from all her crying. Vegeta sat down beside her and pulled her into an embrace. She struggled feebly, but soon gave up and rested her head on his shoulder, sobbing quietly.

"Ssssh….. Do not cry… I am here now.." he cooed, running his fingers through her hair.

They stayed like that alnight, Vegeta watching Layla as she cried herself to sleep. He held her close, not wanting to ever let go. He had lost her twice, but he was not going to loose her again…

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End Chapter Two!

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Shasta: Weeeeell, things are starting to get interesting here! ^-^

*muffled protests come from Vegeta, who is clad in only neon pink boxer shorts, ball-gagged and chained to Shasta's bed with a set of Saiyen-proof handcuffs*

Shasta: *looks completely innocent* ^-^ Reviews and contructive critisism please! Flames will be used to roast marshmellows!

*Mirai Trunks walks into the room with a big ol' bag of marshmellows and a couple o' fondue forks*

Mirai Trunks: Who want's marshmellows?! ^_______^

Shasta: Meeeee! *happy dance*

Vegeta: *muffled* MMMPH MRRRP MHHH MMMPHT MMMFT, MMMM MFFHPT MMMPH!!!!!!!!!!! (translation: "UN-TIE ME AT ONCE, YOU SPAWN OF SATAN!!!!" )

Mirai Trunks: *blinks at Vegeta* Ummmm….. why is my Dad handcuffed to the bed? O_o '

Shasta: *evil smirk* Because he has disrespected my authorit-ah! *grins pervertedly* Plus, he looks kinda kinky in those pink boxer shorts! >^_~<

Mirai Trunks: *sweatdrop* O_O ' ' '' ' ' *takes mental note to never diss Shasta's fanfics as long as he lives..*

Shasta: *Dr.Evil laugh* Mwahahahaha! Mwahahahaha! Whuahahaha! Come, Mirai Trunks! To my secret lazer base on the moon!

Mirai Trunks: You watch too much Austin Powers.. ¬__¬ ' *lets out a mushroom-shaped sigh* *follows Shasta to her secret 'rocket'*

Vegeta: MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPH!!!!!! MMMPH MMMFT MMMMPH *growl* MMPH MMMMPPPPPPH MMMMMMMMMMMFPPH!!!!!!! (Translation: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!!!! *growl* DAMN YOU, SHASTA! I'LL KEEEEEEEEEELLL YOU!!!!!")

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~*Shasta*~

17th April 2003