Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Playing Home ❯ Part 12 ( Chapter 12 )

Hello, NewFan! Yes, there's some more of Vegeta's past right now. And yep: warning - again some idiotic fluffiness in the fic… Oh well… Though, you'll have to wait for some stuff with Bulma's blonde mother ^_~ But soon, very soon.

 

Hello, dishgurl! Umm… Actually I have no plans about writing a story about Radditz. Love that long hair, but…

And what concerns the past in the previous chapter… Oh well, the most important thing that you did enjoy the chapter ^_~

 

Hello, LadyKATT! Yep - Vegeta is born to do the things hard way. He wouldn't be so interesting otherwise ^_~

 

 

Playing Home by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com), beta-read by achillona

 

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. I'm not making any money.

Warnings: Yaoi (male x male). Goku/Vegeta.

 

Part 12

 

Two months were left until the Dragon Balls recharged when Bulma finally threw a party. All the Z fighters gathered at Capsule Corp. Master Roshi arrived too. He still was very disturbed by Vegeta and Goku's relationship but he wanted to see the rest of the gang - after he condemned the Saiyans' relationship, some of the members stopped visiting him. Even Yamcha seemed to be a bit confused after Master Roshi called Vegeta a whore. Yamcha didn't particularly like Vegeta. Vegeta was always giving him a hard time while he lived with Bulma. And even after it was clear that Vegeta and Bulma's marriage wasn't working, the prince still didn't allow Yamcha anywhere near Capsule Corp. Vegeta was very territorial and Yamcha had to use emergency medical services several times after getting caught in Capsule Corp. by Vegeta.

 

Goku was worried. He wasn't sure how his friends would react to Vegeta and him being together at the party. He knew that Master Roshi was ready to tear Vegeta apart, and he realized that there might be someone else who didn't like them being together. How he wanted everything to be as before! - laughing, chatting, eating. He knew it was possible - Krillin had proven that. And he noticed that after that evening Vegeta warmed up to Krillin.

 

Goku and Vegeta landed in the yard of Capsule Corp. and went to a small gathering circle of people that was standing at the tables. There already were Master Roshi, Yamcha, Chichi, Goten, Gohan with Videl and of course Bulma with Trunks.

 

Goku suddenly felt a bit unsure when Master Roshi's and Yamcha's eyes locked at his and Vegeta's direction. “Hi everyone,” he greeted.

 

“Dad!” Goten was immediately at Goku's side.

 

“Hey, you two,” Chichi motioned for them to get closer. She became a bit disturbed when Vegeta bared his canines at her.

 

“Vegeta!” Goku silently hissed.

 

“C'mon,” Goten grabbed Vegeta's hand and began pulling Vegeta to Chichi. “My mom said that she wants to talk to you.”

 

“Hi,” Chichi smiled at the prince who would have crossed his arms if not for Goten dangling on one of his arms.

 

Vegeta looked at her. “Your brat said that you wanted to talk to me.”

 

Chichi nodded. “Actually I simply wanted to invite you and Goku to come over one day for a glass of wine or something,” she shifted a bit uneasy under Vegeta's piercing glare. “I don't have anything against you. I just want us to be one big happy family. I know that you aren't keen on socializing, but you could at least try and besides, I'd sleep better - I have nightmares about your growls, glares and canines.”

 

Vegeta uselessly tried to push Goten away from his hand. “I don't think that there's anything to talk about. I'd rip your head off, but as you see I can't now,” he raised his arm with hanging onto it Goten who was pouting sullenly at Vegeta after the prince's harsh words to his mother.

 

Chichi flung her arms in the air. “But why Goku can normally speak to Bulma without thinking of the best way to kill her, and you can't?”

 

“I have a longer memory than Kakarott,” Vegeta glared at Chichi. “I don't want any friendship with you. I hate you.”

 

“Vegeta?” Goku slowly approached his mate.

 

“Shut up,” Vegeta snorted, shaking off Goten and going away.

 

Goku gave an apologetic glance to Chichi and ran after his mate. “Let's go to see Eighteen and Krillin; they have just landed,” Goku said after he caught up with Vegeta. He knew it was useless preaching to Vegeta about nice behavior with Chichi.

 

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While they all were eating, Trunks noticed that Goku was staring at his father. Goku didn't seem to be content.

 

“What's wrong, Goku?” Trunks asked.

 

Goku shrugged his shoulders. But then the orange dressed Saiyan put his hands on the table and angrily looked at Vegeta again. “Vegeta, are you doing this purposely?”

 

Vegeta didn't even raise his eyes from the chocolate cake in his plate. “What?”

 

“Don't play dumb,” Goku hissed, ignoring, Yamcha and Bulma's growing interest. “Damn. How many times I can say that you can't eat so much sugar. It's not healthy for you!”

 

Vegeta rolled his eyes at his chocolate cake. He saw Krillin and Yamcha looking at him and Kakarott. “Kakarott, let's simply eat. You're drawing attention.”

 

“You won't eat this shit anymore,” Goku suddenly grabbed Vegeta's plate and threw with all his might into the sky.

 

Vegeta was immediately on his feet. He looked at the spot where his plate disappeared then his eyes narrowed at Goku. “If I weren't pregnant, we would be rolling right now.”

 

“If you weren't pregnant, you could eat everything you want. I'm only concerned about your and the baby's health,” Goku shook his head then gently tried to seat Vegeta back on his chair.

 

Vegeta smacked his hand away. “Fuck off! I'll eat everything I want!” Vegeta demonstratively took another plate and reached for more cake.

 

Goku just put his hands on the table. “Vegeta, please…”

 

“I want it!”

 

“You're upsetting me.”

 

“And you're pissing me off!” There a sly grin appeared on Vegeta's face. “You know, that isn't good for the baby either…”

 

“Vegeta, don't try this with me,” Goku sighed. Goku raised his head to look at Vegeta who was sitting at the table again. Vegeta had a triple portion of chocolate cake. Goku sighed again.

 

“Dad, maybe you really shouldn't eat that…” Trunks tried to help Goku. After his father's deadly glare he realized that he had no chance. The only one who was able to affect his father was his mate.

 

“Do you really want it?” Goku looked at Vegeta's plate.

 

“No,” Vegeta calmly admitted.

 

Goku observed Vegeta's plate again. “Take it home with you. You'll eat it later. Please?”

 

Vegeta stared at his cake for some time. “Alright.”

 

“Unbelievable,” Yamcha muttered under his breath. He hardly was able to hold his laugh.

 

“Yeah, the same was with beer,” Krillin smiled. “Goku now works two shifts a day…poor Vegeta.”

 

“Poor Vegeta?” Yamcha shook his head. “Poor Goku.”

 

Krillin chuckled silently. “Nah, you saw - Vegeta did give in, didn't he?”

 

“What the…” Yamcha's head turned to the sky. “Kamala and Raaven,” he muttered, staring at the two increasing spots in the sky. “Did someone invite them?”

 

“Of course,” Krillin answered. “They were present during that whole ordeal while rescuing Trunks. Bulma must have invited them. It's nice that they agreed to come over.”

 

Yamcha snorted half-heartedly. “Food for free. What Saiyan could resist?”

 

They both watched Bulma walk over to Kamala and Raaven. The trio exchanged several words, actually Kamala and Bulma. Then Bulma showed the Saiyans their place, and Kamala guided Raaven to the table. The pair sat down and began filling their plates.

 

After everyone was full, Eighteen requested Goku and Vegeta tell Trunks' rescuing story. Of course, Goku talked. Vegeta only kicked Goku's feet under the table from time to time when Goku became too modest or too creative.

 

“Wow!” Goten exclaimed, after his father finished reciting. Goten's eyes were gleaming. The boy turned to Trunks. “It's a shame no one kidnapped me! You had so much fun!”

 

Goku and Chichi almost choked on that and the whole table began roaring with laughter.

 

It was already darkening so they made several bonfires and sat down in groups around them. Joyous laughter and memories were shared and everyone had to agree that they missed Bulma's parties.

 

Vegeta made his own fire and motioned for Goku to join him. Goku was a bit surprised as he noticed Kamala and Raaven turn to their fire. He watched Kamala and Raaven approach and sit down at the fire. He felt a bit jealous. He knew that Kamala was nowhere near his power, but Kamala was even bigger than him, not much, but still. And Kamala was very beautiful. Usually he had no opinion about this thing - he didn't see people as beautiful or not. And though, for him the incarnation of the beauty itself was Vegeta, he did notice that Kamala had a remarkable face: big dark and sensual eyes, long and thick eyelashes, fine dark eyebrows, small pointy nose, full lips, high cheekbones, and long, thick hair. He even loved Kamala's dark and fluffy tail that was tightly wrapped around his waist. And even if he could see that Kamala wasn't interested in Vegeta THAT way, he just couldn't help feeling that rival feeling between him and Kamala.

 

“Well, what's the topic?” Goku asked after he grew completely annoyed not being able to understand what his mate and Kamala were talking about.

 

Vegeta looked at his mate. `What was Kakarott doing?' And although he gave Kakarott several lessons in Saiyan, Kakarott didn't speak Saiyan, and Kamala knew only the basic words.

 

“Well?” Goku asked again, after Vegeta translated the question for Kamala.

 

“Yes, well,” Kamala shrugged.

 

“Well what?” Goku got confused.

 

“Moron, he thinks that you asked if he felt well,” Vegeta shook his head in disbelief. Nice communication, he thought.

 

“Oh, no. I want to know what you were talking about,” Goku smiled at Kamala, whose bright eyes brightened.

 

“About home, planet Vegeta,” Kamala smiled back. His hand snuck around Raaven's waist whose brow questioningly rose at that.

 

“Yes, Vegeta told me several times about the planet. What did you discuss?” Goku's hand wrapped around Vegeta and pulled him closer. Vegeta considered slapping Goku's hand in order to let him go, but after noticing Kamala's hold on Raaven, realized the game and gave up - if the morons wanted to fool themselves, he wasn't going to stop them.

 

“We,” Kamala said, “discussed,” he thought a moment, “how things here are different from home.”

 

“And?” Goku asked.

 

“It's different. Very,” Kamala shifted.

 

Noticing Kamala's discomfort, Goku decided to leave that for now. He watched the fire dance and reflecting in Raaven's eyes. “And how did you meet Raaven?” he asked hoping to lessen the tension.

 

Kamala's hold on Raaven tightened even more. “Seven years ago. In Mortins' base.”

 

“Moron,” Vegeta silently muttered to Goku. “Nobody talks about things like that. He'd think that you're after Raaven.”

 

“Oh no,” Goku quickly shook his head at Kamala. “I'm not…” He then sighed. “Alright, let's make this clear - I don't need Raaven.” He turned to Raaven. “You hear that - I don't need you so stop hiding behind Kamala.” Goku sighed as Raaven gave him a frightened look and pressed himself to Kamala even tighter. He turned back to Kamala. “I'm not going to take Raaven from you,” he said. “But you aren't going to get Vegeta either.”

 

Kamala was laughing. Vegeta was glaring at Goku. Goku didn't know what to do and was looking at Raaven, and Raaven was looking at laughing Kamala. Kamala nodded then. “Agreed.” He sniggered again.

 

Vegeta glared at Kamala. He again was reminded that Kamala was only three years old when he last saw Vegeta-sei. Kamala was territorial and aggressive where his mate was concerned (as any other Saiyan), but in other cases Kamala mostly reminded him of Kakarott and his attitude. There was one difference though - Kamala didn't falter to use his power. He'd heard about several travelers who accidentally found Kamala and Raaven's capsule house in the woods. One of the travelers attempted to shake Raaven's hand in greeting. As Raaven didn't understand the gesture, he got scared and called for help. After Kamala got there, the explanation was short - Kamala killed the travelers on the spot. Though, he had never spoken about this to Kakarott; Kakarott was too protective over people. It had been a misunderstanding.

 

Goku silently watched Kamala then let go of Vegeta's waist. “Well, if everything is clear, why not stop this foolishness? I can hardly cope with one mate…”

 

Vegeta snorted at Goku's words.

 

Kamala nodded. “Yes, that's true…”

 

Vegeta's eyes widened. “How dare you, fucker!” he hissed at Kamala who nervously gulped.

 

“For Gods, sake, Vegeta, calm down,” Goku pulled Vegeta back into his lap.

 

“He insulted me!”

 

“Invite him to spar then,” Goku sighed. “It's a peaceful party.”

 

“If I weren't pregnant, I'd show him a spar!” Then Vegeta smirked. “Eighteen.”

 

Goku rolled his eyes. Vegeta wanted to play with Kamala's self-esteem. He had to agree that it was better than to let Vegeta fight in his state. “Whatever.”

 

Vegeta's eyes widened in excitement. “Or maybe Krillin? He's even smaller than she!”

 

“Kamala, do you want a spar?” Goku sighed. He realized that despite the reason, one way or another, the organizing of the spar would be good - maybe they finally would manage to draw both Saiyans into social life.

 

“A what?” Kamala blinked.

 

“A training.”

 

“Oh. Yes, sure,” Kamala nodded. “With you?”

 

“Oh no,” Goku shook his head. “We think that first…”

 

“You're way out of his league,” Vegeta cut Goku short. “You'll train with one of the Humans first.”

 

“Yes, your Highness,” Kamala nodded. “But what will I do with a Human? They die too fast…”

 

Goku choked. “What?! How many did you kill?!” he hissed, pushing Vegeta away from his lap and standing up.

 

Kamala stood up too. He was very nervous. He remembered that his prince told him not to mention anything about that incident. The prince said that his mate was very protective over people. “Just two. Accidentally. I thought they attacked Raaven.”

 

“Oh,” Goku shrugged. He sat down then. “That's fine then.”

 

Vegeta's eyes became so big that they seemed to pop out. “'Fine?'” he stammered.

 

“I'd kill anyone if I thought they'd threaten you,” Goku shrugged again. His tail protectively wrapped around Vegeta's waist.

 

Vegeta's left eye twitched. He took Goku's tail with his two fingers and put it back to the ground. “Thank you very much, but I can take care of myself!”

 

This time Kamala simply ignored his prince's angry voice - he'd already gotten used to that usually it didn't mean anything at all or even could mean the opposite - that the prince was happy. Kamala sat down on the grass and pulled Raaven closer to him. Raaven leaned back at Kamala's chest.

 

Goku smiled at Raaven then sighed as Raaven quickly lowered his eyes to the fire. Goku found Raaven very unsaiyan. Raaven was shy and easily frightened. Although, once Goku witnessed him argue with Kamala, they even got into a fight. Well, Raaven fought, Kamala only avoided his punches. Raaven wasn't very fast in a fight.

 

Another thing he noticed was that Vegeta was behaving differently with Raaven than with anyone else - Vegeta was speaking to him softly and calmly. He had never heard Vegeta raise his voice at Raaven. And though, Vegeta hardly cared about Kamala, he always asked Kamala how Raaven was doing.

 

“Just look at them,” Yamcha muttered to Krillin. “Saiyan love…”

 

“Oh stop it,” Eighteen glared at Yamcha. “Leave them in peace.”

 

“It just looks sick!”

 

“So, don't look at them,” Eighteen snickered.

 

“I'm really trying. I'm really, really trying,” Yamcha shook his head at the can of beer he was holding.

 

XXXXX

 

It was past midnight - the stars were high above the partying people's head, the bonfires mostly embers. The laughter turned sleepy, Master Roshi was lying under a table drunk, Trunks and Goten were poking him in the face with something. Marron was sleeping on her mother's lap. No wonder Krillin and Eighteen were first to bid their farewells.

 

Bulma walked over to the Saiyan group. “Goku, can I speak with you?”

 

“Yeah,” Goku stood up. “Well?” he asked after Bulma and he were farther from the group.

 

“Tomorrow I'm having an official dinner-party for my biggest clients. If you wanted, you two could come over and have a snack. There will be enough food in the kitchen.”

 

Goku grinned widely. “When?”

 

“About one o'clock. Just try not to strike anyone's eye.”

 

“Perfect. I'll tell Vegeta,” Goku enthusiastically nodded. As much as he liked food, he wasn't the one to love preparing it.

 

“Actually both of you can stay overnight. Trunks told me that Vegeta promised to take him to some Luna-park or circus or whatever, it would be faster.”

 

Goku smiled at Bulma sheepishly. “Vegeta learned IT. It wouldn't take him any time to come here.”

 

Bulma looked at him a bit worried. “Are you sure that it's a good thing for him to know IT?”

 

“I'm not very sure,” Goku silently admitted, “but I gave my word to him when we were rescuing Trunks.”

 

Bulma sighed. “Now it's too late anyway. Isn't it harmful to the baby?”

 

“I don't think so,” Goku shook his head. “He doesn't seem to feel any discomfort.”

 

It took more time for Vegeta to learn IT than it took for Goku. Although, Vegeta learned to concentrate and imagine the place where he wanted to appear much faster than him, Vegeta had problems with transferring himself there. First several times Vegeta got sick. He would've been very worried, but he remembered that he'd felt similar when he started learning IT. Then he advised Vegeta to concentrate on someone's ki, instead of the place. And as his ki was the highest, and as naturally it was the easiest to concentrate on, the first several times Vegeta just knocked him over by falling on him from nowhere. Soon Vegeta learned to appear beside him, not on him. From that point Vegeta began picking up everything very fast. Vegeta still wasn't very good at it, but he was learning. One time he had to go to Russia and fetch Vegeta from there. He had a great time explaining to Dende as to why he needed Dende to check over the world and find Vegeta. Actually that time Vegeta scared the hell out of him - he even ascended to Super Saiyan three hoping that Vegeta would be able to feel his ki and would IT back. As that didn't happen, he almost went crazy - he wasn't able to feel Vegeta and was praying that Vegeta hadn't ITed himself somewhere out into the cosmos or ITed himself out of existence altogether.

 

And actually Vegeta had seemed a bit scared himself after he, with Dende's help, finally found him. Vegeta said that he had no idea how he appeared there, but he suspected that Vegeta was half-asleep during the training and probably something from National Geographic popped into his head and Vegeta was pasturing with wild goats. Of course, Vegeta would be damned if he admitted such a silly mistake.

 

XXXXX

 

“What do you know about Raaven?” Goku asked Vegeta after they both settled to sleep in Vegeta's old room. They followed Bulma's advice and stayed overnight.

 

Vegeta shrugged. “Not much really. Why do you care?”

 

Goku gave a thoughtful look to the ceiling. “It's just that… Dunno… He's so different… So… Don't know…”

 

Vegeta sighed then turned to look at Goku. “Kakarott, why do you think Mortins would keep two Saiyans in cells for more than six years?” he sighed.

 

Goku was silent for several moments. “Oh Gods…” he suddenly gasped. He turned to face Vegeta. “Can't be…” he muttered. “No…” he repeated after his mate didn't say anything.

 

“Yes,” Vegeta turned away from a shocked Goku. “They survived only because they had each other. You saw what Raaven became. He's afraid of everything he considers more powerful than him. If not for Kamala he probably would have gone mad or killed himself long ago. Kamala never lost hope of escape from that nightmare,” Vegeta thought a moment, “though maybe it was the wish to keep Raaven safe which kept Kamala alive. Perhaps he realized that in the same instant he gives up, Raaven would lose himself completely.”

 

Goku stared at the ceiling. “I didn't know…” he whispered then.

 

“Hn. Those people, whom he blasted to dust, didn't do anything wrong, except that they scared Raaven. He called for Kamala and Kamala probably killed them the very second he saw one of them holding Raaven's hand. Kamala knows that they didn't do anything wrong. He realized that after Raaven told him what happened. Though, I don't think that he regrets it much. He'd do everything to protect Raaven, to justify Raaven's confidence in him and to keep his fears at bay. They are more like protector and protected than mates.” Vegeta frowned at the dark ceiling too. “Don't know…Raaven is in love with Kamala, but Kamala…don't know…”

 

Suddenly Vegeta found himself in Goku's embrace, Goku's head on his shoulder.

 

“Oh Gods, Vegeta, it's awful…” Goku was shuddering. “How can something like this be happening? Six years…I would have killed myself or gone mad… Kamala is so strong…”

 

Vegeta returned the embrace. “Yes, he is.”

 

Goku tightly shut his eyes and clung to Vegeta. Now he knew why Vegeta behaved differently near Raaven. But usually Vegeta wasn't so sensitive to others' problems. Goku's eyes shot open. “Vegeta, you said you haven't been raped. Did you lie?” he felt Vegeta startle.

 

“No, I didn't. Though, if not for Zarbon, I would probably have ended up the same as Raaven or worse.”

 

Goku gasped. “What do you mean?”

 

Vegeta sighed. While serving Frieza there were several attempts to court him, which probably would count as attempts to rape. But he managed to prove his name and power. He was the strongest after all, except Zarbon, of course. But then Ginyu came. The first encounter with Jeyce didn't promise any good: Jeyce complimented his eyes and ass. Well, he could have lived with that, but soon Jeyce lost his patience. One evening Jeyce cornered him in the canteen. There were more than hundred people eating. Jeyce just pushed him to a wall and began fondle him through his training suit. He was so caught by surprise that at first he didn't even protest. But later his fist caught Jeyce by surprise too, and that evening he somehow managed to defend himself and escape humiliation. But he knew Jeyce wanted payback.

 

All night he wasn't able to sleep. His frightened mind was seeing things, which might happen to him. He was jumping every time the ship creaked or he heard someone's steps near his cabin door. He was just praying that it wouldn't be Jeyce.

 

The morning came and he still was curled into a ball, afraid to go anywhere. When he finally managed to gather himself it was almost the end of breakfast. He almost dropped his tray when he saw Jeyce. But not because of fear - because of how Jeyce looked: one big bruise. Someone did work on Jeyce and that someone did tell Jeyce to be in the canteen and to show his beaten face for everyone to see. The only being able to do that to Jeyce was Zarbon. At that particular event he was more than grateful to Zarbon for taking care of Jeyce. Oh, he was angry too because of interference, but more joyous, really. Someone must have told Zarbon what happened and Zarbon took care of the matter. Though, he hated that from then on he was considered Zarbon's. No one ever saw him with Zarbon, but everyone knew who beat Jeyce.

 

“Zarbon was really in love with you,” Goku sighed.

 

“Nonsense.”

 

“You think he wanted something? Vegeta, if he wanted something, he would have had it. He had enough power to take what he wanted. But he wanted you to respond to his feelings. If only you had understood that Zarbon loved you, you would have been much happier at the time.” Goku suddenly laughed, realizing that he just expressed a wish for Vegeta and Zarbon to be lovers.

 

“His race is ugly.”

 

Goku rolled his eyes at the wall and let go of Vegeta. “I'm so lucky that your picky taste approved of me…” Goku then smiled. “Actually what did you think the first time you saw me?”

 

“How to shut up your mouth and kill you faster.”

 

“No, really, what did you think?” Goku leaned on his elbows. He almost could see Vegeta blush.

 

“You looked nice,” Vegeta sighed.

 

“More,” Goku grinned.

 

“Gods, why me?” Vegeta adverted his eyes to the ceiling. But after several long pregnant pauses he began to talk. “I liked your eyes. They…well they can be so innocent but at the same time so fierce in battle… I liked how you moved… And…your tail, it's the nicest thing I have ever seen…”

 

Goku felt himself blush. “Really? My tail? You never told me that… I didn't notice that you liked it so much…”

 

“You don't have eyes on your back,” Vegeta smirked. Nappa and Radditz had tails too, but Kakarott's tail was perfection: rich dark color, puffy, not too long, not too short, soft. Every time he saw it, he burned to touch it.

 

“Ummm… Did you like anything more, or that's all?” Goku grinned at Vegeta.

 

“I liked your body. You have broad shoulders and broad hips, and a damn nice ass.”

 

Goku laughed. “Can't be you liked me so much in our first battle.”

 

Vegeta was silent for some time. “Had you not been a third-class and I would have defeated you, I would have mated you.”

 

Goku stared at Vegeta's face unblinking. “Oh.”

 

“Yeah,” Vegeta nodded. “I was angry at you for making me want what I could not have. And you ignored me like everyone else. I wanted you and wanted to be more powerful than you to tame you. But I knew that even if I were stronger, you'd never accept me. But I hoped you… I hated you.”

 

“Oh. Vegeta,” Goku reached out for Vegeta's waist and pulled Vegeta to him. “I had no idea…”

 

Vegeta leaned his head on Goku's shoulder. “After that incident at Capsule Corporation everything changed. I couldn't believe it at first, but I noticed your attention. I was confused and worried. But then, at the lake, when you wanted to kiss me… I just… I realized I didn't give a damn about that submission and domination thing. And that third-class-thing in my head didn't seem to be so important anymore. You rubbed off much more on me than you realize.”

 

“I thought I fooled you,” Goku smiled into Vegeta's hair.

 

“There was nothing on my nose…” Vegeta smiled back.

 

“No, there wasn't…”

 

“I had been waiting for your first move, but I was afraid that this stupid Earth culture clung deep to your bones. I didn't want it to be only a one nightstand, so I didn't rush anything. That stunt I pulled on you when you made your first move…I wasn't sure whether to push you away or give in, I still wasn't sure what you felt. I was afraid that you'd get what you want and leave. I just wanted to be sure…”

 

Goku crushed Vegeta to him. “I'm so sorry for being angry with you then… I'm really sorry.”

 

“It doesn't matter now,” Vegeta shook his head. “Nothing matters now.” Vegeta then felt wetness spread on his chest. “Are you crying?”

 

“No,” Goku sniffled.

 

“Stop crying, it doesn't matter…”

 

“I had no idea I've been torturing you so much…” Goku sniffled again.

 

“Well, if you want to repay,” Vegeta chuckled, “tell me what did YOU think when you saw me for the first time.”

 

Goku thought a moment. What did he think of Vegeta then? Stupid question. Vegeta was stubborn, intractable, pig-headed… “You were the most passionate being I have ever seen. You do everything with passion. Be it killing or love.”

 

Vegeta blinked. “That's something new. And how about traditional things? - Eyes, ass?”

 

“Oh, that's fine. I adore how you look. I wanted to jump you first time we fought, that passion, that temper…”

 

“You're crazy…”

 

“Probably,” Goku chuckled. “But you seemed so free… I lusted after you for a long time…”

 

“What?” An openmouthed Vegeta raised his head to look at his mate.

 

“I was careful, though,” Goku continued. “I felt so dirty every time I thought about you in that manner… I just couldn't help it. I wasn't able to get rid of your images in my head. Your passion, your tail… Gods, I thought I was going crazy…”

 

“You, fucking moron!” Vegeta suddenly exploded. Why didn't you tell me anything?! Such a waste of time!”

 

Goku laughed at his mate's outburst. “Are you nuts? That lust was the most humiliating thing I have ever felt. There was no way I could have told you about it. And I think that then it was only lust, I didn't love you then, I just wanted a good fuck,” Goku chuckled, a faint blush covering his cheeks.

 

Vegeta snorted. “Dammit.”

 

Goku laughed. He kissed his mate's brow. “Gods, I'm so happy that I have you!”

 

XXXXX

 

Yamcha was silently lying in his bed. He was staring at the ceiling and actually not seeing anything. Bulma had given him the room that was next to Goku and Vegeta's. And his bed was standing at the same wall as both the Saiyans'. He'd heard everything. Well, more or less, but that which he heard was more than enough.

 

He'd been wrong, oh how he'd been wrong! That wasn't Goku who was suppressed here. Yamcha gave almost a hysterical giggle. He had never thought about Goku like that. It was Goku who admitted all those things to Vegeta… Lust for men, lust for Vegeta. It was Goku who made the first move. Of course, Vegeta had been encouraging him, but still…it had been Goku.

 

Yamcha frantically rubbed his forehead. Interesting what Master Roshi would say to all this? Who seduced whom now?

 

Yamcha shook his head then. No, he couldn't tell anyone about what he heard. Vegeta would kill him in an instant if he only knew that he'd been overheard.

 

And those other two Saiyans… Gods, they were so lucky that they had each other!

 

Now only if he could figure out how not be afraid to look Goku and Vegeta in the eye tomorrow…

 

TBC

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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