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 5

      Bulma stormed past startled sales assistants, dragging two of
the strongest beings in the universe behind her. Past the men's
section, past the women's section, past the children's section and
into the baby section.

      Goku and Vegeta stared as Bulma promptly set to work raiding
the various rails and displays, muttering to herself about the things
that would be needed.

      "Bottles, bibs, booties, night clothes, day clothes..."
Turning, she faced Goku and Vegeta. "Well, what are you two staring
at, you're the parents, you need to pick things too!"

      Ignoring the odd looks from the other customers, she turned
back to look through many bodysuits. Goku and Vegeta glanced at each
other and edged away to one of the railings, Vegeta's eyes skimming
over all the bright baby clothes, while Goku forced himself to pay
attention.

      Spotting something out of the corner of his eye, Goku leant
down and picked up one of the many bodysuits. Grinning, he held the
striped suit up for Vegeta to see.

      "Vegeta!"

      Looking up, Vegeta raised an eyebrow at the tiger striped
suit, raising the other brow to match when Goku lifted up the hood
for him to see the small ears on top. Snorting, Vegeta didn't quite
succeed in hiding the amused look on his face before he went back to
the multitude of baby clothing surrounding him.

      For the next few minutes, the two men browsed the clothes,
occasionally holding on up for the other to see. Vegeta finally
picked out a "monkey" bodysuit and held it up, drawing a small laugh
form Goku.

      Neither of the Saiya-jin noticed the two women browsing
nearby, until a voice rang through the air, interrupting the relaxed
air between the two men.

      "You know, they really SHOULD leave this baby stuff to men
and women. It's fucking disgusting that two fags are allowed to have
babies, the things that they'll teach that kid!"

      Vegeta and Goku stared.

      "What is your point, woman?" Vegeta asked, remaining eerily
calm.

      "You two ass fuckers shouldn't even be together! Much less be
bringing up a child!"

      "We teach the child morals, raise it, look after it, coach it
on how to take over the world. Why is that so bad?" Vegeta continued
to stare the woman down.

      The woman had clearly stopped listening before the world
domination part had arisen, instead favouring hand gestures and
facial expressions to show she wasn't interested until he finished.

      "Look, just because the pair of you are so...slutty, that you
had to go to each other, doesn't mean you can force your perversion
on some poor child!"

      Goku finally broke into the conversation with an almost evil
look on his face.

      "You're just jealous because no one in their right mind would
want anything to do with YOUR arse!" Wiggling his rear around a
little, Goku watched with a grin as the woman promptly looked shocked
and stormed off, complaining loudly.

      Turning to Vegeta, the two men stared wide-eyed at each other.

      "I have no idea what just came over me." Goku confessed.

      Vegeta looked up to the ceiling and hoped his space ship
could stand a six-month trip into space.

     

      Later that afternoon, Bulma strode out of the mall, carrying
a few bags, while Goku and Vegeta staggered along behind her carrying
multiple boxes and bags between them. Bringing out her Capsule Car,
the blue haired woman waited for the two men to unload the shopping
before hurrying the both into the car.

      Goku collapsed into the backseat, Vegeta into the one in
front of him, while Bulma slid into the drivers seat. Glancing at the
two men, she shook her head and laughed a little.

      "Don't tell me you two are tired from a little shopping!"

      "Little? We've been traipsing around those shops for the last
eight hours!" Vegeta stated before turning back to stare out of the
window.

      "I'd take a day sparring over doing that again, Bulma!" Goku
replied, sliding down his seat and closing his eyes.

      They drove in silence for a while, everyone burying
themselves in their thoughts.

      "Hey, Goku."

      "Yeah?"

      "Why don't you go and pay Krillen and Master Roshi a visit?
Now that you're getting along, you SHOULD let your friends know. I
doubt they'd believe you were pregnant if they only see the child at
five years old again."

      "Yeah, I guess. I can go see them tomorrow after we've got
all the things packed away..." Goku trailed off. Facing his friends
wasn't something he had been looking forward to. Being pregnant was
bad enough, getting pregnant by Vegeta while still being married to
Chichi was just rubbing salt in the proverbial wound.

      After having been at Capsule Corp for a further three months,
Goku's abdomen now had an obvious swell to it, even through his
normal gi clothing. The room next to Goku's had been slowly morphed
into a nursery, large batches of baby clothes regularly showing up,
complete with supplies, toys, a new cot, much to Vegeta's
disgruntlement as his space was invaded without his permission.

      Once they reached their home, the two men piled all of the
bags from the car onto one of the robots, and Vegeta immediately
wandered off to the gravity room in an attempt to wake himself up.
Goku on the other hand headed straight for the kitchen, immediately
raiding the fruit bowl, the fridge and the sugar bowl. Grabbing a
knife from the drawer, he soon concocted several bowls of apple
slices in milk and sugar.

      A few minutes and a stunned Dr. Briefs later, Goku had
inhaled the majority of the fruit and milk available, and upon
reaching the last bowl, had decided to take it outside to finish. The
air was beginning to cool after the warm day, making the temperature
just right to eat anything with milk outside.

      Sitting himself on the grass, he picked a piece of apple from
the bowl and placed it in his mouth, chewing on it thoughtfully as he
stared at the sky. Tranquility surrounded him, occasionally
interrupted by a loud crash from the Gravity room as Vegeta tore into
some unfortunate and invisible enemy.

      Grinning as a particularly loud crash was followed by a faint
string of curse words, Goku glanced a quick look at the small windows
of the gravity chamber before turning back to the sky. The grin
slowly turned into a small smile as he began reminiscing over the
time he had spent at Capsule Corp.

      Vegeta seemed to have had a radical personality change since
Buu, all anger seemed to have vanished, replaced by a contentness of
sorts...

      Another crash.

      Or maybe not. Well, he knew that Vegeta was happier in some
way, he had even gone to the point of cracking the occasional joke,
had even helped with getting the nursery in order. Of course that had
meant that he had had a large say over the colour scheme, which Goku
was beginning to suspect, reflected Vegeta's family's choice of
Emblem colours.

      Finishing the last of his meal, he set the bowl aside and
leant back, putting his arms behind him for support. He had to admire
Vegeta for his dedication anyway, having a child with the man you had
claimed to hate for many years couldn't be easy, speaking of
dedication...

      Goku's eyes drifted back to the Gravity room. All that
renewed dedication to his training hadn't hurt his body either...

      Blinking, Goku sighed at himself as the thought drifted off.
No use thinking about that, Vegeta was willing to take care of the
child, but the sex had been because of the Majin...

      Pulling his top up, he rubbed at his stomach, the skin
tingling every now and then as itstretched and he wished for
affections he would never have.


     
      Fists struck the air as Vegeta beat down an invisible
opponent, the transparent enemy finally losing to a range of fatal
kicks to the chest. Stepping back into a relaxed stance, he took a
deep breath and glanced around. Cracks and scorch marks adorned the
walls and floor, only the small windows having escaped any punishment
thus far.

      Pausing, he caught a glimpse of Goku on the grass outside,
the small area between flower displays seeming to have become a
favourite 'thinking' place as of late. Stalking towards the window,
he watched as the other Saiya-jin slid his top up and began stroking
his hand over the bump, an obvious sigh being exhaled as he looked
back up at the sky.

      Eyes trailing from Goku's face down to his stomach, Vegeta
stared at the bump for a while, thoughts milling around in his head,
as they were wont to do if he stopped training.

      'Hn, I wonder who the brat will look like, Kakarrot IS
handsome...'

      He froze for a moment, mind quickly picking up where it had
left off.

      'And strong, very strong. Hn.'

      Shaking his head, he scowled at the scene and decided a small
snack and more training would be good enough to put any rogue
thoughts back into place. Setting the gravity back down, he swung the
door open and stalked off into the kitchen. Moments later he left,
face a shade paler as he pondered the remains he had found in the
kitchen.



      Mirrors are evil.

      This was the first thing that sprang to Goku's mind when he
turned to the side to check his profile. His usually toned stomach
had disappeared, leaving a bump behind. Grumbling half heartedly for
a moment, his annoyance faded when he began pondering the baby.

      He had yet to find out if it was a boy or girl. Bulma had
told him that the next scan would show what it was, if he really
wanted to know. Thinking it over, he ignored the stray drops of water
dripping from his hair. Knowing would be good, but waiting until it
was born at least left some surprise to it.

      Finally giving in, he grabbed a towel and attempted to dry
his hair again, sending the already wild spikes into an explosion of
blackness. Shrugging, he left the bathroom and crawled into his bed,
staring at the ceiling as he let his thoughts roam. Bulma had now
taken over the pregnancy, using her free time and brain power in an
attempt to figure his body out, Vegeta's knowledge on the subject
being limited as it was due to his age when the Saiyajin had been
wiped out.

      Moving his pillow, he cuddled it against his chest, letting
his head rest on the top of the fluffy bag of feathers. Closing his
eyes, he set about trying to clear his mind, half pretending that the
pillow was the body of someone else. The half-thought comforting him,
his muscles slowly began relaxing, leading him into sleep.




      "Haven't you gone yet, Goku?"

      "I was just getting ready, I mean, I need something to take
along, right?"

      "Goku, it's not like this is a 'We haven't see each other for
five years!' reunion. It's only been a few months."

      "But..."

      Goku's reply was cut off by a loud bang followed by a loud
round of high-pitched laughing and screaming. Seconds later, Goten
came running into the kitchen, a muddy looking Trunks following by
directly behind him.

      "Trunks! Goten! Calm down or take this outside!" Bulma yelled
to the boys.

      More high-pitched screams and a few thuds sounded out in
reply.

      Goku grit his teeth as one screech sent his ears ringing.

      "Trunks! Goten!!" Bulma shouted, finally flipping her hand in
defeat and the hope that the children would disappear.

      "GOTEN! TRUNKS! OUTSIDE! NOW!!"

      Everyone froze as Goku's voice rang out through the kitchen.
Trunks and Goten stopping mid-run, while Bulma just stared.

      A few seconds passed, Goku's scowl aimed at the two demi-
saiya-jin's gradually becoming angrier and angrier until the children
slunk off outside with barely a noise.

      "Well, that shut them up..." Bulma muttered, watching them
leave.

      "And now I have a headache, oh yay..."

      "Goku?"

      "What?"

      "Go see Krillen, if only for a break..."

      "Break?! It's hardly going to be a break telling them that
I'm PREGNANT!"

      Wondering what all the noise was about, Vegeta had left the
gravity room and followed all the yelling to the kitchen. Appearing
in the doorway, he watched a seething Goku finish raving at Bulma.

      Opening his mouth for a moment, he thought better of it and
turned to head back to the gravity room.

      "Goku, this is KRILLEN! The worst he's gonna do is faint for
a few seconds, Juuhachigou will just stare, and maybe laugh. Roshi
will, well, I don't know what he'll do. Probably say something
stupid. Now go on, get it over and done with, they're going to find
out sooner or later anyway."

      Taking a few deep breaths, Goku attempted to calm himself
down, reminding himself that stress was bad for the baby AND Capsule
Corp.

      "OK, I'm going." Raising his fingers to his forehead, he
located his friends' kis and disappeared.

      Reappearing on the beach outside the house, Goku took another
deep breath to steady himself. The sound of the waves and the sea
breeze calmed him somewhat, reminding him of the times he had spent
here as a child.

      Heading towards the constantly open door, he peeked in to see
the group watching TV, barring Juuhachigou who appeared to be
flicking through a magazine. Taking a deep breath, he steadied
himself and then fully opened the door.

      "Hey, guys!"

      "Goku!" Krillen's voice was the first to ring through the air
as he stood up to greet his friend.

      "Hello, Goku! How've you been?" Roshi asked.

      "Eh, it's been a bit crazy lately..." Goku answered with a
grin, burying his fingers in the hair on the nape of his neck.

      Krillen paused about a foot in front of Goku, tilting his
head from side to side. Gradually, a small smirk appeared on his face.

      "What's this, Goku? Finally settling down?" Krillen gestured
at Goku's stomach.

      "Not really, well, a little bit, but..."

      Glancing up, he caught site of Juuhachigou, her eyes
unusually wide as she stared at his abdomen.

      "But...?" Krillen prodded.

      "But...well, remember I'm saiya-jin? Well, it seems some
Saiya-jin men could get pregnant, and well..." Goku shrugged,
deciding to study the ground instead.

      "EH?! Pregnant?!" Krillen laughed. "You're joking right, I
mean...that's a jumper or something under there, right?"

      "No, I really am..." Goku pulled his gi top up to make his
point.

      Krillen stared, Roshi appeared to watch as normal, sunglasses
hiding any evidence of surprise.

      Reaching a hand out, Krillen laid his palm on the bump,
pressing slightly. Glancing round the side of Goku's body, he pressed
the skin there too, making sure the bump wasn't attached in any way.

      "I...eh...How?"

      "Do you REALLY want to know?"

      "...Yes?"

      "No..."

      "I do, I mean, who's the "dad"?" He paused, eyes continued to
get wider. "CHICHI?!"

      Goku cracked up. "That was mean, Krillen. Funny, but mean!"

      The Monk grinned sheepishly, then sobered slightly.

      "So who is the father then? When did it happen?"

      "It happened when I was fighting with Majin Vegeta..."

      "But you didn't have time! I mean, you left, fought and then
Vegeta died...when? Who?"

      Goku stared at Krillen, willing his friend to take the
obviously supplied hint. When no mental clicking took place, Goku
sighed and tried to figure a subtle way to say it.

      "Well, me and Vegeta weren't fighting as SUCH..."

      "VEGETA?!"

      Goku nodded. "I've been living at Capsule Corp for about
three months now. Chichi was...upset over it, and we thought it would
be best to live apart. So I'm staying with Vegeta and Bulma now."

      "Wow, all this and we didn't know. You should have called us."

      "Well it's sorted now, plus Vegeta knows stuff about the
pregnancy, so I had to go find out more anyway. Then Vegeta decided I
should stay there."

      "Vegeta WANTED you to stay there?"

      "Yeah. He almost demanded it. He's not as bad tempered as he
used to be, you know. He's actually pretty...well, content, rather
than happy. But not like he used to be."

      "I guess...Goku? Wanna sit down before we continue this?"

      Goku grinned, letting the tension run out of his body. "Good
idea!"



~Bloopers~

      Goku's eyes drifted back to the Gravity room. All that
renewed dedication to his training hadn't hurt his body either...
Axl Rose: *appears out of nowhere and begins stripping to You Sexy
Thing*
Goku: ....
Sara: ....
Lio: ....
Vegeta: (from Gravity Room) ....
Sara: *kicks him back to Discussion Weekly*



      Reaching a hand out, Krillen laid his palm on the bump,
pressing slightly. Glancing round the side of Goku's body, he pressed
the skin there too, making sure the bump wasn't attached in any way.
      "I...eh...How?"
      "Do you REALLY want to know?"
      "...Yes?"
Goku: Vegeta screwed me into the ground. Literally.
Krillen: *twitch* GAH! IMAGE!


      Taking a few deep breaths, Goku attempted to calm himself
down, reminding himself that stress was bad for the baby AND Capsule
Corp.
Builders: *wave at camera as it passes large hole in the wall that
they're working on*
Goku: ...


      This was the first thing that sprang to Goku's mind when he
turned to the side to check his profile. His usually toned stomach
had disappeared, leaving a bump behind.
Goku: I got FAT!
Sara: You're not fat!
Goku: I am!
Sara: You're. NOT. FAT! You're pregnant! There's a difference!
Vegeta: It speaks the truth.
Goku: I am fat!
Sara: No, you don't seem to understand. My ass is fat! Your stomach
isn't!
Lio: *sweatdrops and watches*


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Sara