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Chapter Fifteen

After twenty-four hours of pacing, napping, and patiently waiting, my contractions had painfully drawn nearer. By the twenty-sixth hour, it had begun. I had never felt the whirl of emotion like this; the pain, and energy drain only to feel ultimate joy the moment our first son cried then all over again when our second came into the world. Physically drained but on an emotional high, I couldn’t help but want to cry the moment I saw Trunks hold our son. I was more than exhausted and wanting to relax before seeing my sons. Two sets of staff were the birthing room; one focusing to clean up the children before handing Trunks a baby and the second group was focusing with the doctor.

“Would you like to shower first or try feeding your babies?” asked one of the nurses. I felt confused, tired, and just wanted to take a nap.

“I’ll shower,” I answered. After the nurse seemed to get the go from Ezra, she carefully led me to the bathroom. Taking a seat, I couldn’t believe how tired I was. I’d wanted a natural birth, but the pain had been too much. Even now I was still cramping and my breasts felt ready to burst. Quickly showering and dressing in comfortable clothes with a front-buttoning night shirt, the nurse assisted me back to a private room. Happily sliding back into bed, I couldn’t help but smile at Trunks looking so bright while holding our son. Vegeta stood near Trunks holding our second son close to his body like the nurse had instructed. Letting out a well-needed sigh, I closed my eyes for just a moment while everything began to calm down.

“Makoto,” Trunks quietly spoke my name as I pushed up my heavy lids. Carefully Trunks placed the lively child into my arms. My smile didn’t leave as I gazed at the little dark brown curls holding a purple tint in the light and the largest blue eyes I’d ever seen. Would his brother have the same characteristics? I peeked over at a half smirking Vegeta gazing at the identical child in his arms.

“Let’s try a feeding,” a nurse said, sticking close to the other side of the bed to assist. I was nervous after hearing all the horror stories from Usagi after the birth of Chibi-usa. Would I go through the same pain? Sliding half of my shirt back, I followed the nurse’s instructions and found the baby more than ready for his feeding. The pressure in my breast began to lighten while the other continued to have a dull ache.

“Have you thought of any names?” asked Ezra looking just as tired and holding a clip board. I glanced at Trunks who seemed to be gazing at me for an answer while his hand warmly pushed some of my drying hair back. Looking down at the bundle in my arms, I couldn’t help but notice how he looked to be smiling; a definite happy newborn compared to others I’d seen wailing. The name of my father pushed into my mind as I remembered him always being cheerful. When I asked him why he was always so cheerful, he’d reply that he was living up to his name that meant happiness.

“Hiroyuki*,” I blurted out and watched Trunks perk at the name.

“He looks like a Hiroyuki,” Trunks answered and seemed to give a nod to Ezra. Looking over at Vegeta, I watched him begin to scowl as soon as he noticed we were watching him. Letting out a giggle, the child in his arms looked just as serious as him. Thinking of Vegeta’s name, I couldn’t help but notice it could be transitioned into ‘vegetable’. I passed a gaze to Trunks who seemed to perk with interest at my large grin.

“Saien*,” I blurted out trying not to laugh and watched Trunks let out a chuckle gazing at his father. I was more than sure Trunks got the joke as he watched his son mimic his father with the same serious face.

“Saien it is,” Trunks announced looking over to Ezra. Jotting it down to file the birth certificates, Ezra left us to enjoy the moment. As Hiroyuki finished, the nurse urged me along to feed Saien. Trunks carefully cradled Hiroyuki as I switched to the other side watching Saien latch on.

“If their names get too much of a mouthful we could also call them Hiro and Sai,” I muttered, more than ready to rest.

“That sounds perfect,” Trunks replied, pulling his chair close to the bed looking as tired as I felt. Little Hiro was already starting to yawn while beginning to snuggle. “How long until we can move back to our room?”

“The doctor ordered a twenty-four hour mandatory stay for observation and testing,” the nurse answered, leaving my side to wheel our bassinet next to the bed. Inside two heating pads were turned on low before covered with a blanket, readying it for the night. “Let us know if you need anything, the buzzer is on your tray.”

I watched the nurse leave and finally felt safe to relax. Buttoning my shirt and carefully holding Sai, the mood continued to relax. Trunks carefully placed a sleeping Hiro into the bassinet before carefully transferring Sai to his own side.

“Tomorrow I’ll start making the calls to your friends,” Trunks interrupted the silence. I felt the worry begin to rise while my mind moved back to our current situation. Now that the twins were born, we would have to be extremely careful.

“Trunks, we need to talk.” I could see the worry crease his brow but his hand still pushed out to hold mine. I didn’t wait for him to respond but instead blurted out everything I knew, retelling what I could remember from the dreams, where I had really been during those three months, and the potential danger that was approaching. Calmly, he listened while casting a glance at the sleeping babies. “I have Rei working on finding Cronus, and I’m sure Ami is doing research on all the information we can gather about Hetspa ranging from legend to folklore. The best source of past history was from my, encounter, and Vegeta’s knowledge of your home planet’s history.”

Trunks’ mouth slid into a firm line while he glanced at Vegeta before leaning back into his seat.

“All we can do is watch over the children and try to search for Cronus,” Trunks answered calmly. I felt a frown push up; that was it? That was the only solution he could think of? We were like a ticking time bomb, waiting until someone found a way to steal the blood they needed to bring Hetspa back to Earth.

“What about his heart? Isn’t there a way to destroy it? Someone could sneak in, steal it, and dispose of it,” I tried but felt the shock spread through me at his hardened expression. I never thought I would see Trunks gaze at me with such animosity.

“Woman, you speak dangerously,” Vegeta barked, his voice startling me as I peeked over to see his hardened scowl. The bite in his voice made me skin crawl as I pressed back into my pillows. A slight squeeze on my hand made me look at Trunks, roughly swallowing.

“I’m not going to murder my creator,” Trunks dryly answered, his voice deepening to above a growl. I couldn’t believe this. They were both going to defend a possible risk that could destroy our home, our planet, and not try to prevent it? Angrily, I jerk my hand away as if his touch burnt.

“Would you rather have us constantly on our toes worrying about our son’s blood awakening him to wreak havoc on the world?” I asked, trying to keep my voice low.

“I can see you don’t understand where we are coming from,” Trunks began, squeezing his lips into a thin line once more. “Although Hetspa could be a potential enemy, we don’t know that for an absolute fact. If Cronus kept his heart in hopes of bringing him back, who’s not to say nothing will happen? We could be murdering an innocent person. Not rushing into things and preparing for the ‘what-ifs’ will give us a clear advantage should someone bring Hetpsa back.”

“Damn it Trunks, this isn’t a normal functioning person of society we’re talking about. Normally I would agree but he is a god! An immortal being that is unimaginably stronger than you and your father combined!” The heat moved to my cheeks while I tried to pull my anger in but felt it swell inside with full fury.

“None of us are normal functioning people of society, even you Makoto,” Trunks icily replied pushing to his feet. I could see his calm starting to crack while trying to reason with me. “All of us were forced to this planet due to our own being destroyed or made inhabitable and protect what we have in order to survive. It’s not just you and your friends that have been fighting to protect this planet. If there is to be any decision on the fate of our home, we will all be informed and come to terms.”

I couldn’t help but sit there seething. Trunks was protecting this god as if he would come without baring us harm. I wouldn’t think Ares would lie about how dangerous Hetspa was, especially going out of his way to inform Rei and I into danger to pass the information. I clenched my jaw tight, seething at how much we disagreed while the pit of my stomach churned. I was so angry I wanted to spar but too weak and vulnerable to do anything.

“I can see this will be an issue we will continue to disagree on,” I stubbornly replied, securely folding my arms under my chest. If Trunks wouldn’t destroy it, then I would risk myself to destroy the heart at all costs.

“We can discuss it at another time when more information has been gathered. Rest, it’s been a long day,” he stated, still irritated. Trunks hesitated coming near me while I was in a foul mood and instead left the room with Vegeta. Rest, it would never come. There would always be something to worry about, or another enemy that would be approaching after we thought our lives were beginning to settle down. This was the life for those of us destined to serve our crown princess.

Minako and Goten were the first official visitors we received after given a week to adjust back into our normal lives. I spent a large portion of my time in our bedroom unable to get enough holding Sai or Hiro. Even with our differences, Trunks and I held a united front spending as much time as possible bonding. When Trunks needed to attend to something at work, Vegeta seemed to appear to help out and I found it relaxing to know he was near. It gave me a different side to view Vegeta in after all the history we’d gone through; I was more than proud to see our relationship beginning to grow but sad at how the whole Hetspa situation seemed to be taking a slow toll.

Already, I could see the differences in personalities as Sai seemed grumpy and the first to cry and Hiro seemed to be happy no matter what. With all the sleep they were doing, it felt like the calm before the storm. Minako knew just how to melt her way into my heart by bringing me a small caramel iced coffee in welcoming. Wrapping her arms tightly around my shoulders, I grinned and took the pain in stride on my chest.

“I’m so glad you’re better! You won’t believe how worried you and Rei had us while we were trying to figure what the heck happened,” Minako gushed, giving me another warm squeeze before finally pulling back. I could see her face become more solemn as she moved into her position as a leader. “I spoke with Rei and Ami, they haven’t been able to find anything of Hetpsa. It looks as if he has been struck from the records and erased as if never existing. The only small reference Ami could find was in the Book of the Dead which could be for the raising ritual.”

I felt my body stiffen at the news while feeling we were moving closer and closer to harsh times to come once again. The peace we had lasted only eight years and yet, the feeling of fighting courses through my veins. I was more than ready to charge into battle, fight against all obstacles, and come home victoriously.

“Has Ami found this ritual?” I asked, watching Minako shake her head ‘no’.

“The original book is in Cairo, and with the current issues we are unable to travel to retrieve it. After the issues you have faced Caspian, it would be unwise for any of us to travel to Egypt unless we want trouble,” Minako replied. I knew there had to another way to get that book...if we could get to the book, then I was sure we could get to heart to destroy it.

“There’s no way to have any fake IDs made to sneak in and get a tour where the book is held?” I asked. Minako gave an all-knowing smile as if catching my thoughts.

“Makoto, we are doing the best we can at the moment. I think in times of impending war we need to all stay safe and close to one another. If one of us were to get there, even with the book stolen, getting it out of the country would be the hardest. Everyone would be looking for someone that didn’t fit in or new to the area,” she stated, killing my idea. I knew she was right; it would too dangerous for any of us to go on a comprisable mission.

“Lunch is going to get cold,” Goten commented looking a bit uneasy. I decided to drop the topic for private discussions after seeing Trunks’ sour look. Minako and I made our way out to the balcony for a warm summertime lunch while waiting for Hiro and Sai to awaken for their afternoon nap. Slipping into our chairs, Minako raised her wine glass with a large grin.

“A toast for the new parents, may your sons grow healthy and strong,” she announced with a beautiful smile. Clinking our cups, mine still being the caramel coffee, we gave a hearty laugh at the warming toast.

“Congratulations to the newlyweds,” I countered watching Minako give a sad smile as I pulled out a gift.

“I’m sorry we couldn’t push it back Mako,” Minako began holding the wrapped box.

“Mina, I’m just glad you’re happily married to a great man,” I answered, feeling disappointed in myself that I missed one of my best friends weddings. “Open it.”

Minako looked slyly at Goten while they opened the box to see a hand crafted leather bound book. Gasping, Minako flipped through the pages and gazed at me with wide eyes.

“But Mako, these are your secret recipes!” I couldn’t help but push up a smile at how shocked she was.

“They’re not a secret to my friends,” I answered, watching her hold it close to her chest.

“Thank you so much Mako,” Minako gushed pulling around the table squish me with another tight hug. Just as we got settled back down, a soft cry stole my attention. Excusing myself, I moved back into the room to check on the twins knowing it was most likely Saien crying. To my surprise I found Hiro with large tears in his eyes while his blanket was pushed to the side.

“There, there sweetie, momma’s here,” I cooed, gently pulling him into my arms hugging him closely while I soothingly rubbed his back. Hiro continued a grumbled whine as his little fingers twitched and moved in my hair. Carefully laying Hiro on the changing table, I gave him a diaper change before noticing something amiss. On his thigh was a fresh prick mark as a drop of blood began to push up. Immediately I felt the fear course through me as I dabbed the blood on a tissue while trying to calm Hiro. “Trunks, I need you.”

“Is something wrong?” asked Trunks suddenly by my side. Shakily I lifted up the tissue to show him the blood as his faced hardened. “Goten, father, and I will take a look around the premises for anything suspicious. You and Minako stay with the boys.”

I nodded and put a small band aid over the prick mark before pulling Hiro into my arms. I was more than frightened and extremely pissed. Someone had dared come into our room and touch my child. Lightly putting a bounce into my step, I gazed down into the bassinet to see Sai looking around quietly.

“Mina, could check Sai for me?” I asked, watching her coming into the room looking just as irritated as I felt. Leaning over the crib, she brightened while carefully picking up Sai.

“Hey there sweetheart, I’m your Aunty Mina,” she cooed, giving Sai a soft kiss on the head while we walked over to changing table. While Mina changed Sai’s diaper, I found my suspicions confirmed with the same prick mark on his thigh. Wiping and dressing it, Minako held Sai warmly as Hiro began to slowly calm down. Minako and I passed a glance that seemed mutual; she understood how I felt and was more than ready to move into action now that the situation moved to serious. Someone was definitely trying to bring Hetspa back and how they got into the palace, or our rooms, undetected was even more of a mystery.

“Sorry Mina, he’s hungry,” I apologized, grabbing a drape and sat on the bed.

“No bother, I’m sure Sai here will be hungry soon too,” Minako replied taking a seat next to me. No matter how hard she tried to get Sai to laugh, he wouldn’t budge. “Man, he’s sure serious!”

“Sai takes after his grandpa,” I answered, watching Minako chuckle knowing both their full names.

“Did it hurt?” she asked suddenly, taking my attention away from our current situation. When I gazed at her, I watched a blush push up; I never thought my most sexual friend would be thinking about having children yet. I guess I thought wrong when I believed she’d wait a few years to be frisky with Goten before settling down completely. Did Rei and I change that for her?

“Yeah, a lot until I was given the epidural,” I honestly answered. “It’s an emotional high throughout the whole pregnancy. First you’re excited about what you’re creating and can’t wait to see them. Then, the moment you’re able to hold them in your arms you can’t believe how beautiful they are. I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat.”

“Do you two plan on having more?” Minako continued as we began the switch while Sai started getting fussy.

“We haven’t discussed it much yet, we’re busy with the two we have now,” I replied with a giggle and gave Minako a sly grin while leaning in to lower my voice. “I’d gladly do it all over again, hopefully for a little girl.”

“I could see you having five kids in your future Mako, you sure love them,” Minako commented and I couldn’t help but grin. She was right, I could see myself having a brood of kids since I wanted a big family; to share all the love I had to give and be there for them since my parents were unable to. Readjusting my blouse, I couldn’t help but feel the worry push through my once again while Minako played with Hiro. Staring down at Sai, I watched how he gazed up watching my face. Pushing up a smile over and over again, I wondered when Sai would catch on; even tickling didn’t seem to phase him.

“All clear,” Trunks announced appearing in the room next to Goten. Although Trunks didn’t want to openly admit it, I knew he was just as worried and pissed as I was.

“How do you think they got in here?” asked Minako, sensing what we were all wondering.

“It’s hard to tell. Goten and I should have been able to sense them,” Trunks retorted beginning to gaze around the room. There were no traces that anyone had entered the bedroom. Trunks looked rather defeated on this situation and stood close until something caused him and Goten to freeze their movements. Sai seemed to be looking in the same direction as his father as a smile pushed up and he giggled. I couldn’t help but feel the eerie chill pulse through me as Goten and Trunks seemed on edge. “Stay inside and don’t go out no matter what you hear.”

Giving a nod, Trunks presses a light kiss against my lips before he disappears with Goten shutting the balcony door. I couldn’t help but feel the chill push through me knowing what has happened: Hetspa has risen.

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AN:

* Hiroyuki (hee RO yoo kee): May be written with the characters for “vast; broad; wide” (hiro) and “happiness; blessing; fortune” (yuki). [Broad happiness in this instance]

* Saien (sai en): vegetable garden
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