Going Gold

INTRODUCTION

((First of all, this is a SEQUEL to Not In A Million Years. If you haven't read that story, do that NOW or you'll be totally lost by this story.

Still reading? Either you're stubborn or you have already read the story. Good for you.

For those of you who haven't read NIAMY or those of you that need a refresher, I'm going to give you a little (or HUGE) summary before I start. So here's the story thus far...

First and foremost, Vegeta is very different in this story than he is in the original anime. His personality is very different, but more important is the fact that he is a hermaphrodite (sort of) and can get pregnant. I guess the more fitting term is pseudo-hermaphrodite because he's physically exactly like a male and his genetics are much the same. It hasn't been explained exactly how he can conceive, leave it that he can. This was discovered early-on in the original story when he and Goku had anger sex one time and he accidentally got knocked up with his first pure-blooded son Tesserot. Goku was angry at Vegeta for a while, mostly because he was confused and conflicted and because his wife had recently divorced him. Later he accidentally made Vegeta his mate, but it was one-sided and they both suffered from it. Goku struggled with his possessive urges and Gohan took a beating, in short, everybody was miserable. After an incident where Goku nearly killed Vegeta, though, the conflict was put behind them and they became mutual mates when Goku realized just how much the prince meant to him. Vegeta found out he has two pleasure centers, one of them a G-spot, though why that is or what relevance it has to the plot is unknown. Bulma is totally cool with Goku and Vegeta's relationship and with Vegeta being the way he is, and she's dating Yamcha now, but we don't care about that because...well... he's Yamcha. ChiChi is an insufferable, evil, abusive bitch who used to shun Goku but is now trying to steal him back (what's up with that...?) And we DEFINITELY haven't seen the last of her. Yes, she should just give it up and jump off a cliff, but that's besides the point.

Anyway Tesserot was born a little early, but was no worse off for it, and Vegeta learned through experience that it's not possible for him to give birth naturally and he has to be cut open to deliver the baby. The first birth was really stressful, but it left a lot more mental scars on Goku than it left physical ones on Vegeta (Goku had nightmares for 3 straight months after the procedure, but kept them secret from Vegeta). Tess grew extremely quickly, being Saiyan, and he calls Vegeta "tӫtka" (the Saiya-go word for "mother") instead of "mom" (for obvious reasons). Long story short, Vegeta went into heat six months after Tess's birth, and (being the over-dominant, super horny male he is) Goku got him pregnant again. The second pregnancy only lasted a month and ended in a rather devastating miscarriage, however. Six months later, Tess aged a year and Vegeta went into heat for a third time, and this time Goku was very considerate and caring and said he was "willing to try again". Side-note; Goku sometimes calls Vegeta "shi-kḁdria " (the Saiya-go word for "love") and vise versa, just to prove how much they love each other.

The third pregnancy was less traumatic (mostly because Goku and Vegeta's relationship was a lot more stable and they knew what to expect) and Vegeta learned – through an incident involving a LOT of alcohol (which doesn't affect Saiyans the way it affects humans) – that he could reach SSJ3 and is even stronger than Goku... Only involuntarily though (we still don't know where that is going to lead...yet). Vegeta's second full-blooded son Veito was born way too early (seven months into the pregnancy) and we soon learned that an early birth was the least of his problems. Turns out Veito's chromosomes are YY, meaning his genetics are extremely unstable and he is not by any means "normal". He was very quiet to begin with, but the full scale of his genetic disorder wasn't revealed until he was older. He sometimes has "attacks" which are a lot like seizures and can range from temporary paralysis to extreme variances in his ki and even stopping his heart. Tess inherited a lot of Goku's dominant traits and sometimes gets jealous or possessive, but we all know he cares deeply about his brother's safety and would do anything for him. In the epilogue of the story, Tess is almost 12 years old, Veito is 10, Gohan is married to Videl and has a three-year-old daughter Pan, and Vegeta is pregnant again for the final time with a daughter of his own.

Good Gods, that summary took up a WHOLE PAGE! Any longer and it would be a novel of its own. That's what I get for writing a 54 chapter story, I guess.

And now... the sequel can begin.))

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Going Gold

Chapter 1

Tesserot

Call me Tesserot. Though just about everyone calls me Tess nowadays and I've been known to answer to "Son", "Brat", "Shorty" and "Sport"... you get the idea. There are two things you should know about me; I'm a thirteen-year-old Saiyan alien... and both of my parents are male.

I grew up thinking that was normal, but I soon learned otherwise. Around the same time I "left the nest" as Dad put it and ventured into the outside world (otherwise known as school) I noticed that I got a lot of weird looks, and not just for my appearance or my tail. And it was then, at the age of four, that I learned the meaning of the word "gay"... and rewrote my definition of normal. I've been adding to that definition ever since; every time I learn something new that my parents conveniently forgot to mention. Like the fact that if I hit a human child the way I would hit one of my brothers, I'd break their jaw; as was the unfortunate case of my classmate Liam in third grade. He still hasn't forgiven me for that, and it's been almost five years.

Another thing I had to learn on my own was that if I didn't keep my tail guarded, it was sure to get hurt. And I don't mean it's going to get stepped on; which had happened more times than I can count, or that it would get snagged on something... again, more times than I can count... No, apparently humans have such an insatiable curiosity that they will just reach out and grab anything they don't understand. Like my tail. And I also learned that if they did grab said tail, it felt like it was being clamped between iron pincers. Why did my parents leave their own tails so unprotected? Didn't they get the same unwanted grabs and touches from random passerby? No of course they didn't. They were untouchable. Invincible. Like living gods.

I know most kids look up to their parents and think they know everything, or look at their dad and think he's Superman or something... but my parents are literally like gods. Don't believe me? Let me break it down for you.

My mother is a Saiyan prince, Vegeta, ruler of an entire dead race and heir to a long-forgotten throne. He's also a Super Saiyan, which were said to be lost to legend, but are very very real in my world. Not only that, he is a Super Saiyan two, and I heard rumors that he even reached three once. Also he's brilliant. He could solve any problem in the blink of an eye and comes up with these theories and strategies that just make my head spin. How can he think that fast? Where does all that knowledge come from?

My dad... don't even get me started. My dad is a literal living legend. Ask just about anyone of significance across the world and they could tell you a tale or two about Son Goku. Even just standing in his presence, you can feel his power, just radiating like waves. Super Saiyan. The first to exist in a thousand years. Ascended Saiyan. Super Saiyan three. He's saved the world more times than he could count on both hands, and not just this world, but others as well; even the whole universe.

Talk about some big shoes to fill.

And it's not like I'm even able to live up to their massive shadow alone. I have four brothers. Three older than me; one of the three by a long shot. Gohan, Goten, and Trunks. All of them Super Saiyans, the eldest at level two and beyond.

My younger brother Veito is another story. He's younger than me by almost two years, and while he might not relish a fight like I do, like a true Saiyan should, his power level is even higher than mine. My dad predicted he'd be a Super Saiyan by the end of the year. Right in front of me. And of course everyone loves Veito. It might just be an obligation because he's so unstable and unpredictable, but I can tell when my mom watches him fight, he's proud. He never shows that same spark of pride when he looks at me.

And Veito isn't even the youngest. I have another sibling, a one-year-old sister named Kísta. And of course she's the baby. Everyone adores her. Being the only daughter in a long line of sons, even she has something special, and she's not even out of diapers yet.

Maybe I'm selfish. Maybe I should be grateful that I have what I have. Still... I wonder what it would be like... to be normal like everyone else. Or to at least be special like my siblings and my parents. I don't know, sometimes I just feel... unnecessary. Or left out. Or something.

Maybe I'll get answers when I'm older, but then, I've been telling myself that for years.

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"Tess, roll up your sleeves, you're smearing the ink." Dad admonished me. I grit out a frustrated growl and did as he said before focusing back on my work. In addition to the near-mountain of homework rolling in from school, I also had to my Saiya-go studies every Friday. Just copying down runes and translating and such. It seemed kind of pointless to me. At least I didn't have to do them by myself, but of course Veito was so perfect and never made mistakes like I did.

"What's the point?" I muttered under my breath, "No one uses this language anymore. No one has for years."

My dad looked at me for a few seconds, and then laughed a little.

"Hey, Vegeta!" he called. A few moments passed and the prince entered the room with a questioningly raised eyebrow.

"What?" he asked.

"Eƶc fashán reқa Tess ghäta. Nỷk sch'iro a virsh nêta?"

Vegeta blinked, and then smirked, "Nêta, Kakarot. Virsh nêta."

I watched the exchange, slightly irritated, slightly intrigued.

"Dad said you were questioning your studies and asked whether he should punish you with more work," Veito said from next to me, without looking up from his paper, "And Tӫtka said he didn't need to yet. I guess you're lucky."

I swallowed a snarl that my little brother knew so much more than me, but said nothing.

"Get back to work, okay son?" Dad muttered as he passed me, flicking my shoulder with his tail, "Then we can spar if you like. All four of us," the glance he shot at Veito and the implication of including my mother too explained which four he meant.

I sighed and turned back to the slightly smudged sheet in front of me.

I might never live up to the huge standards my parents and siblings had set. Even some of my friends were more powerful than me by a stretch. But, like the Saiyan I was, I was stubborn. And I wasn't about to back out of a challenge without giving it my all.

One day I'd surpass my brother. I just knew it. And maybe from there I could go even further, and become a Super Saiyan. And then I'd finally see the unfiltered pride in the eyes of my parents that I'd been searching for for as long as I could remember.

TBC

((First chapter. Not too shabby, I think, even if most of it was just review from the first story. I just wanted to start this because it's been nagging at me in the back of my head. The Saiyan words in this were difficult, and I'd like to thank Alithiel (Erin) for inspiration...even if she's no longer with us. Thanks for reading, you beautiful little people. Next chapter is from Vegeta's POV and you know what that means. Hell yeah, sex! No but seriously.

-Shinsun))