Title: Dilemma
Author: Sara
Summary: Kinda an alternate universe sequel to Enigma.
Warnings: mpreg, sap, maybe some angst…that's it really.
Dedications: For Lio! The human moodswing! ^_^


Chapter 4

Sipping her coffee, Bulma stared into midspace as she let her
thoughts run over the previous night. First Chichi and Goku showing
up, Chichi explaining what was wrong while Goku had been eyeing up
the various needles lying about. Then they had taken the break, her
longtime friend returning with Vegeta a short while later...

She froze for a moment, once again trying to get her mind round the
news, another sip of coffee bringing her mind back to life.

The blue haired woman reached for a nearby piece of paper, scribbling
some notes onto it, questions to ask, theories and possibilities. Did
all saiya-jin men hold the ability to become pregnant, or was it only
a select few? Were the reproductive organs exactly the same as a
female's? Obviously the baby wasn't pushed out the same way...

It was during this brainstorming that Goku found her, face frowning
in concentration as she filled up random pieces of paper with almost
unreadable scribbles.

"Bulma?"

Looking up and blinking, Bulma let out a smile as the one man she
wanted to speak to most appeared in her doorway.

"Morning, Goku. Sleep well?"

"Yeah, I slept fine thanks. Woke up to Goten and Gohan next to me.
Both of them have disappeared now though." Goku seated himself on a
nearby stool, resting his forearms on the table.

"Goten's off causing trouble with Trunks no doubt," Bulma replied
with a laugh.

"Nothing else he enjoys more. Except maybe eating..."

"Just like his dad. I bet Gohan's off on a big date, eh?" Bulma
asked, a suggestive tone in her voice.

"Yeah. He's really taken with her..." Goku drifted off, eyes glazing
over as his mind took it's focus away from the conversation and onto
Vegeta. A Vegeta who was most likely training in only some shorts
right now...

"GOKU!"

Eyes snapping back into focus, Goku stared at Bulma's waving hand.

"You drifted off there. I was TRYING to ask you a question..."

"Oh, sorry, Bulma. You know what I'm like..."

"Yeah, I know. All this science stuff is probably boring to you, but
I just wanted to ask you a few questions. If that's okay of course..."

"Sure. Fire away!" Goku replied, pulling some of his cheery composure
from the recesses of his mind.

"Who's the father?" She asked with an evil grin.

"Eh...um..." Goku blushed slightly under her stare, hand slipping to
it's usual place at the back of his head. "You don't really need to
know that, Bulma..."

"Ooh yes I do. Or I'm going to start guessing."

"Guess away," Goku muttered, intending to answer 'No' to all of her
questions.

"Yamcha?" Bulma watched his face carefully.

"No."

Bulma's grin developed a Vegeta-like look to it.

"Vegeta."

Goku's eye twitched slightly. "No."

"It is! it's Vegeta! I knew it!" Bulma threw her arms in the air
triumphantly.

Goku gawked as his blue haired friend proceeded to do a little dance
in her chair, acting as if she had won some sort of award.

"Bulma...?"

"Oh it was easy to guess. First Vegeta was the one who pulled me
aside, and he looked pretty concerned. Well, as concerned as Vegeta
can look. Then he lets you stay in HIS part of Capsule Corp. That's a
big, big thing."

Goku blinked.

"Okay then, let's say it was woman's intuition."

"Okay... Anything else you wanted to ask me?"

"Well, do you know anything about the reproductive organs?"

"Not really, the only thing Vegeta's told me so far is that I have a
kind of pouch. The baby grows in there and comes out through a
channel that leads to a hole not far above my groin..."

"Can I see it?"

Goku nodded and stood up, pulling his belt off again and pushing his
gi pants down his hips. He stood patiently while Bulma leaned forward
and poked at the mark a few times.

"This?"

"Yeah, I think it's going to develop more later on..."

"Ah." Running a thumb over the white line, she came to a conclusion.

"It looks more like an old stretch mark than anything else."

"Well it's where the baby is coming out of. So maybe it is, skin
stretching and all..." Goku mumbled, brain trying to figure this out.
After a few moments, he decided to pay Vegeta another visit that
evening.

Semi-satisfied for now, Bulma decided on a different course of
questions.

"What did Chichi say?"

Goku stiffened for a moment, eyes averting to the floor as he righted
his clothes again.

"She wanted me to get rid of it."

Bulma made a face.

"Why?"

"Because it's Vegeta's, Majin Vegeta's to be precise. She was going
on about how it might have affected the baby."

"Well, I can see where she's coming from. Although it was Vegeta's
mind that was possessed, not so much his body...And even then he
fought back against it."

"Yeah. But even if it did, nothing is born evil. Majin brings out the
evil in someone, but babies aren't born evil, they only develop it. I
don't see what she was so worried about..."

"She's upset, Goku. you have to remember that, intentionally or not,
you DID cheat on her. Just give her a few days to cool off...."

Goku nodded, mind drifting back to Vegeta. First being nice last
night, then cracking jokes this morning. Letting his mind wander even
further back, he paused over snippets of memory from his "fight" with
Vegeta.

Bulma shook her head as her friends eyes glazed over once again, his
face developing a dreamy look.

"Goku!"

Wide dark brown eyes focused on her face in surprise.

"You're free to go. I should get back to work anyway, and your mind
obviously isn't with us this morning."

Goku grinned and stood up, giving Bulma a small wave before leaving,
letting the blue haired human get back to work.

Standing in the hallway, he stared at the wall for a few moments
before deciding on a course of action. The gardens.

Within minutes, he had made his way into the gardens between the
buildings and flopped himsel down onto the grass. One arm covering
his eyes and the other resting over his stomach, Goku left his mind
to drift.

"YAAAH!"

His eyes flew open as two demi-saiya-jin landed on his chest with
loud shouts.

"Daddy! We've been looking for you! I told Trunks!" Goten shouted,
Son Family grin all over his face.

"Yeah! Is it true?!" Trunks asked, glancing down to Goku's stomach.

"Yes, Trunks. It's true." Goku grinned at the two happy faces in
front of him.

"But how? I mean, you're a man. I didn't think men could get
pregnant. Who's the dad then?" Trunks frowned in confusion as he
pondered his questions.

Goten blinked and looked over at his father.

"Well, Trunks. Saiya-jin men, or at least a few saiya-jin men, could
get pregnant. i'm one of those, as for the father... Well, I'll tell
you both later okay? It's a secret for now," Goku replied,
satisyfying some of the lavender haired boy's curiosity.

"Okay, but as soon as it's not a secret, you have to tell us!" Goten
said, lacing his hands on Goku's shoulders.

"I will, Goten. Don't worry about it. You too, Trunks!"

Trunks nodded, seemingly serious for a moment before an evil grin
crept over his face. Launching himself at Goten, the two boys rolled
off into the grass, wrestling and trading punches.

Goku smiled as he watched the two vapour trails disappear, before
letting his eyes slip closed once again.



Goku ran the tips of his fingers over his gi as he nervously waited
for Chichi to answer the phone. At Bulma's suggestion he had waited a
few days and was now ready to try and talk with her again, even if
she didn't want to be his wife he wanted to at least remain friends.

"Hello?" Chichi's voice sounded slightly strained as she answered the
phone.

"Chichi?"

The other end of the phone fell silent.

"What do you want?"

"Chichi, I know you're angry at me. I know I shouldn't have done what
I did, but I don't want..."

"Don't want what, Goku? Me to be angry that you cheated on me
with...Vegeta?!"

"I don't want us arguing, if only for Gohan and Goten's sakes. And
before you ask, I'm not getting rid of the baby, nothing is going to
change my mind on that."

"Then why bother with this phonecall?"

"Chichi, we've known each other since we were children, we've been
married for nineteen years. I don't want that to just disappear, I
care about you..." Goku trailed off, voice slowly losing volume.

"That's just it, Goku, you only care about me. You don't love me like
a husband should! Listen, just, leave me alone for a while alright?"

With that the phone went dead.




Goku grinned and stood up, giving Bulma a small wave before leaving,
letting the blue haired human get back to work.
Standing in the hallway, he stared at the wall for a few moments
before deciding on a course of action. The gardens.
Sting: O_O
Goku: O_O! The hell?!
Sara: .....O_O Oro?
Lio: o_o
Sting: Um...I appear to be lost....
Sara: You need to go back to Discussion Weekly, that you do.
Sting: O_O
Lio: ...Kenshin fangirl....*sigh*


"Oh it was easy to guess. First Vegeta was the one who pulled me
aside, and he looked pretty concerned. Well, as concerned as Vegeta
can look. Then he lets you stay in HIS part of Capsule Corp. That's a
big, big thing."
Goku blinked.
Sara: This is Vegeta we're talking about...it's always a big
big...thing...*cacklehack*
Goku and Bulma: *facefault*


"Can I see it?"
Goku nodded and stood up, pulling his belt off again and pushing his
gi pants down his hips.
Bulma: Strip, bitch!!
Goku: Oro...*facefault*


Within minutes, he had made his way into the gardens between the
buildings and flopped himsel down onto the grass. One arm covering
his eyes and the other resting over his stomach, Goku left his mind
to drift.
"YAAAH!"
Goten and Trunks: *pelt everyone with cookie dough*