In Your Dreams

Chapter 56

In Your Dreams: Chapter 56

It took another several days for Goku to fully heal from giving birth, and though he was still feeling sore by the sixth day, he was determined to do a little training to stretch his muscles. The Saiyajin was pleased to see that his stomach had already flattened back out on its own, and he didn't have any of the dreaded stretch marks Bulma had described to him. The woman had been a bit miffed by his 'stroke of luck' as she called it, but he wasn't going to feel badly about it. He'd already developed an unhealthy amount of insecurities, and he didn't need to add another to the list.

Everything continued to go well with the baby. She was growing like a weed and had already reached the size Trunks had been when he was born. However, the growth spurts were leaving the tiny Saiyajin cranky, and as a result Vegeta was once again spending the majority of his time in the nursery with her. Goku understood, of course, but he was beginning to feel a little neglected himself again. Yes, his mate was sleeping in the same bed again, but that was about it. Aside from the occasional peck on the lips or stroke of the hand, there hadn't been much physical intimacy between them.

Well, he'd fix that today.

Goku's lips curled into a small smirk as he pulled on white Saiyajin-style boots with golden tipped toes, just like Vegeta used to wear. He'd also donned a pair of skin tight black spandex pants and a matching tank top. He usually didn't care for such restrictive clothing, but he was trying to get noticed here.

The Saiyajin strutted over to the full length mirror sitting in the corner of the room and placed his hands on his hips as he studied his reflection. He twisted from side to side and swished his tail around his legs as his eyes took in every detail, and it was only after several minutes of scrutiny that he smiled to himself and nodded his approval. Now all he had to do was work up a sweat and Vegeta would be like putty in his hands.

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An hour later Goku was indeed sweating, as well as breathing heavily through his mouth as he twisted and flipped around the Gravity Chamber. He'd set the gravity at only two times Earth's normal level, but his muscles still burned and screamed in protest. Apparently the pregnancy had taken more out of him than he thought. The Saiyajin felt just as out of shape as he had when he'd first trained after returning home from the lab.

Despite the minor setback though, the exercise felt good. The stitches along Goku's stomach had all but dissolved, and the healing flesh showed no signs of tearing again. His blood pumped heavily through his veins, and his skin flushed pleasantly against the steadily warming air around him.

After stilling for just a moment to catch his breath, Goku sucked in a lungful of air and quickly spun on his heel as he threw out his left arm to strike an invisible enemy, but a sudden splash of color caught his eyes, and the Saiyajin gasped and shifted his weight in order to stop his forward momentum.

His closed fist stopped just short of Vegeta's nose.

For a long moment neither man said a word, and Goku blinked himself out of his stupor and pulled his fist back as he straightened and relaxed his stance. For some reason the older Saiyajin didn't look happy, and he wasn't sure why.

''Baka!''

Goku almost flinched as the insult was spat at him, but he managed to avoid it at the last moment, choosing instead to raise an eyebrow in confusion.

''What? What's wrong?''

Vegeta growled in annoyance and grabbed the smaller man's wrist before he turned and dragged his baffled mate outside and back toward Capsule Corp. ''You were supposed to feed Momoku nearly a half hour ago! You should know the schedule by now!''