Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Stealing Time ❯ Hands and Minds Here There and Everywhere ( Chapter 12 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A/n: Woohoo way to go! ANother chapter and it didn't take a year. Hope you like it and its not too confusing, like the title its a little all over the place but for a reason. FB means flash back and Ff means flash forward. Again sorry for any mistakes or spelling errors I might have missed and enjoy.

Warnings: Language, mild sexual content and abuse. And whatever I might have missed to warn you about I say if you still need a warning by now it serves you right if you read something you don't like or can't handle cause its pretty obvious how this story is going and how its going to continue to go.

To loyal readers especailly the mature ones, I appreciate and love ya, -Linkin


CHPT 12Here There and Everywhere

The phone in the living room of Capsule Corp rang for an annoyingly long time by the standards of the person waiting for it to be answered on the other end. This person was obviously patient or completely confindent that someone should be there to pick up, so Trunks continued to wait for the latter to happen.

Vegeta was lying on the floor of the den slowly opening his eyes from the disturbance of noise. He rose slowly using the arm chair to help himself up. He groaned groggily as his mind slowly cleared. He stumbled his way out into the living room to answer the bellowing phone. "Hel-," A dry throat caused him to pause and he swallowed to get a better voice. "Hello?"

"Dad?" Trunks' voice came from the other end. "Finally! I was starting to get worried." He sighed with relief.

"Why what's wrong?" Vegeta spoke with concern which only worried Trunks even more. "Well... nothing with me but are you alright?"

"Of course. I'm fine, I was alseep." He answered the question that was undoubtedly on his sons mind for why he took so long getting to the phone.

"Oh that's good. The way things have been lately you defenitly need it. So where's Goku?"

"Kakarot?" Pausing the prince had to go back and think about what had happened to the man that should have been there according to his son. His mind was still hazey and he couldn't recall anything. "He left." Was the quick lie he managed to think up and hopefully appease his sons curiosity.

"Oh.... well do you know where he is?"

"I don't know, home I assume."

"Oh well I'll try calling there then. Anyway I'm with Goten at Sonixs, He's working and asked me to stay with him awhile."

"Will you be home for dinner?"

"Dinner?....Uh I don't know maybe but if I'm not don't worry about it. I'll eat here."

"Of course, have fun."

"O...kay," On the other end Trunks was really starting to worry now. His father was being too nice and speaking like a real father to his son. Something he rarely, if ever did. The boy assumed it might be from sleepiness or this person talking to him now wasn't really his father. Now Goku was gone, when he should have been with the man until they got home. And home is where the teen should have been but there was a change of plans and he ended up heading straight to work with Goten and having to call home instead. He certainly didn't expect this conversation, however. "Yeah uh, bye dad." After getting the unnexpected goodbye in return from Vegeta, Trunks hung up.

"That was weird." He said to no one folding up his boy friends cell phone. 'Maybe I should reconsider this and go home to check on him. He did say he was fine and he sounded alright strange as that was.' He stared into the busy fast food restaurant and then at the phone left in his hand. Flipping it back opened he decided to call Goku himself and hope the man was at home.

..............

The burly Saiyan flew through West City towards the Hospital again but this time it wasn't for a friendly visit with his son. Putting his fears of the place aside he landed and went in through the front doors this time. He had to see Gohan and figured it'd be best to do it the right way incase the young man was busy. Going in he cringed a bit at a passing stretcher holding an injured woman. He weaved through the small groups wandering here and there and up to the front desk clearing his throat to get the receptionist attention. Once the woman glanced up eyes peering over her red framed glasses he gave her an uneasy smile.

"What's your business? Internal bleeding, swallow something you shouldn't have, shots-"

"Eh," With a laugh he quickly waved his hands. "No nothing like that I'm in perfect health."

"Oh."

"I would like to see my so- I mean Dr. Gohan." He spoke proudly.

The woman was puzzled for a moment trying to figure out who this man meant without a last name being given. Looking at Goku she noticed a resemblance. "Oh I know who you mean. Hold on I'll page him." The woman dialed on a phone and called over the p.a. system for Gohan to come to the front office. "He should be here soon if he's not too busy. You can wait over there." She motioned with her hand, wrist draped in silver bracelets that jingled as she did so to the sitting area.

"Thanks." Goku took his seat and rested his elbows on his thighs leaning forward. 'Head trauma, don't forget. Ah I should have brought that book with me.' He glanced around to see if his son was arriving yet. 'All the blue and white everyone kinda looks the same around here.' He laughed to himself. 'Alright concentrate Goku, I gotta figure out how to bring this up to Gohan without sounding crazy myself. After what happened awhile ago I'm pretty sure Vegeta's not... well right in the head. If anyone can help him my son can. Once he confirms that something's wrong then I'll let Trunks know what's going on.'

Still waiting Goku recalled the last time he'd seen the ill man after they'd had lunch. Vegeta had gone quiet staring at his plate thinking deeply about what Goku had told him about their afternoon chase. When it appeared that Vegeta wasn't going to ask or answer anymore questions, Goku cleaned up their dishes. He kept glancing at the sullen man often, not sure what else to say to bring him from his thoughts. All Goku could do was remember that book he'd found in the mans room and the previous times he'd run into Vegeta acting crazy and how the man never seemed to remember anything. It didn't take a genius to realize the man was truly suffering from something. So going back to the table with Vegeta he finally got up the courage to speak.

~FB~

"Uh Vegeta," He waited to see if the other had heard him, Vegeta glanced at him briefly. "I uh.." Scratching the back of his head with uncertainty Goku mentally willed himself to go on. "I wasn't snooping or anything but I found that book you were reading upstairs." This caught the others attention and his once concerned look turned into a glare directed at the speaker.

"And what, you think I'm insane or something?" Goku winced at the venom accompanying those words. He asserted himself, however, and continued to confront the man like he'd been trying to do all day.

"You've been acting strange for a week now and I'm starting to worry. Trunks is starting to worry. So if it has anything to do with that head book and you needing medical attention you should get it. I can go with you. We can figure this out and get you some help."

Goku took a step back as Vegeta stood pushing back from the table. "Help? I don't need your help or any damned doctor because I'm not crazy!" The words seethed between his clenched teeth. "So worry all you want, you'll be wasting your time. Now get out of my house! I'm tired of looking at you."

Goku remained where he was, trying not to let the sting of those words affect him that much. Not too long ago the two of them were in good company with each other and now the Saiyan prince was pulling another 360. Assuming he was about to have another episode Goku stayed put and was determined to prove to the other that he wasn't being himself. "You see Vegeta this is exactly what I mean. Why are you so angry and why are you always denying what's clearly wrong?"

"Its not denial and what the hell do you care if I'm healthy or not." He walked towards the kitchen island counter supporting himself from feeling suddenly nauseas.

"Its my concern because believe it or not I care about you. Trunks cares about you and if you don't believe that this should be enough proof that I'm here now. Trust me I'd rather not be around you like this but this isn't your typical Saiyan prince attitude I'm dealing with, is it?"

Vegeta was leaning over the counter head down and growling lowly. Fighting the urges to scream at this man or attack. What was really a pain is that one part of him wanted to agree and take Kakarots help. This part of him wanted to tell it all and was trying to take over but is having trouble fighting against the two others.

Let me out vegeta, I can get rid of this clown for you for good.

No lets have some more fun with him make him regret calling us insane.

'Damn this, don't happen now, not with Kakarot here.' He tried to plead with his mental separations.

"Vegeta! Did you hear me?" Goku was watching the scene play out as a shaky Vegeta held his head while steadying himself on the counter with the other hand.

If you can't handle this Vegeta let me do it, I can tell Kakarot everything for you, you can put an end to this madness if you let me out.

Don't listen to that loser, he just wants to humilliate you more. They'll lock you away in a mental home, make fun of you for the rest of your life.

Thats not true, they're your family, your friends. Let them help us.

'No all of you stop it.' "Stop it and get out of here!"

"V-geta?" Goku tried to move closer to the man but was flung back by a blast of his ki. As Goku recovered Vegeta took off somewhere in the house and Goku heard a door slam. He sat himself up and rubbed the back of his head that hit the kitchen wall. Standing he stared after the prince with more worry than before and decided that was all the proof he needed. Not wanting to leave the prince there in that state he used instant transmission to find Piccolo and asked him to keep an eye and ear out on Capsule corp from the look out. Once the other agreed he made his way to the hospital.

~Ff~

Goku sighed at the frightening memory and hoped that Gohan could help him.

"Hey dad, is everything alright?" He looked up at his approaching son with a relieved smile.

"Depends on what you tell me." Gohan looked worried and told his father to follow him into a private area.

...............

Trunks closed the flip phone again having gotten no answer from Goku's house. If the man wasn't there the frustrated teen didn't know where else to call. There was no phone up on Kami's lookout or in any training area. Being as down to earth as possible Goku had refused to use a cell phone no matter how many Goten tried to give him. This was just another one of those times Trunks wished the stubborn fighter had tought him instant transmission instead of keeping the technique to himself. Sighing he went back behind the counter, careful not to get in the way, to find Goten. His year younger lover was in the middle of taking orders at the window so he waited quiet and patiently.

"That's Twenty-four ninety five, please drive up to the window." Once he was finished he turned to his distressed looking friend. "Hey did you get hold of Vegeta?"

"Yeah and he sounded kinda weird but not so much in a bad way."

"Huh?" Confused, Goten gave Trunks the one minute finger, while he retrieved the last costumers order from another employee in the kitchen and took it to the service window. "Here you are, thank you, please enjoy, come back and remember its not just good its Sonix good." Rushing the memorized words, he gave them their change and closed the window after they drove off. Turning back to Trunks he removed his mic headset giving him his full attention. "Now... huh?"

Shaking his head with a smile Trunks was ready to dismiss trying to explain Vegeta's behavior. "Don't worry about it. The real problem is when I asked my dad where your dad was he seemed confused like he never saw Goku but then he tells me Goku left which was an obvious lie. Either my dad's having memory lapses or he never saw Goku at all."

"Weird."

"To make it worse I just called your house and no one answered."

"Yeah that does sound suspicious. And you know my dad he could be anywhere."

"Hey Goten cars are coming up!" Another male employee called to him.

"Yeah I'm on it." Placing his headset back on he gave an apologetic look to the lavender haired boy. "Hey if you're worried you should check in."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Besides its kinda busy right now, and my breaks not until six? But if you can't make it back just call me."

"Thanks 'Ten you're the best. I should be back though. Besides you're paying for dinner remember." Giving the boy a quick kiss on the cheek Trunks left him to his work and headed for the front exit.

.............

Vegeta sat on the couch still holding the phone in his hand after Trunks had hung up. The sound of the dial tone buzzed quietly through the room.

"I shouldn't have lied to him. I could have asked him to come home to tell him whats been going on. He's probably been worried for weeks now."

'What probably of course he was worried with the way we've been acting towards him.' Vegeta looked at the phone in hand and was ready to call back. 'Once I tell Trunks he can help put an end to this.' Just as he was about to redial his hand froze as a searing pain shot through him causing him to drop the receiver.

"Ah!" Grabbing his head he stumbled back but caught his footing before falling.

You've got some nerve trying to ruin this for us.

This is what happens when you give the weak ones a little freedom

"I'm... not going back yet, not until I help Vegeta." The pain increased and he fell to his knees.

If you won't give up then we'll force you back into this mental hell with us

The new Vegeta let out a blood curdling scream trying to fight off the others trying to take control of the host body. He stood gritting his teeth against the pain and stumbled forwards. Inside his mind Vegeta was being torn between images of himself all ripping away at him, fighting against one another. His mind was buzzing so loudly and the pain became so intense on the outside- he blacked out falling to the couch.

In the darkness of his mind the images began to fade away from him. He heard distant laughing and low grumbles of anger and dissaproval until it all stopped. He lay on the floor of this dark room seeing and hearing nothing. A small light appeared above him getting brighter as it grew larger.

"That light, am I dying?" His voice echoed in the still emptiness. The light began to show pictures, memories of his past, his childhood. He sat himself up and stared into the images with bitter curiosity. He immediately recognized his father and his younger self. They stood at a large window staring out at outerspace. The older of the two knelt down placing a hand firmly on young Vegeta. He said something to the boy with a smile on his face, a hand going towards the window gesturing for whatever he had said. The child wore a proud smirk and spoke back in return. His father laughed and wrapped an arm around the boy, who playfully frowned but still crossed his arms in protest of the half hug.

"Father." Vegeta spoke barely audible in the dark silence but the image began to change. It took a moment before the hazey white light returned to a picture. It showed him Capsule Corp some years back, he assumed because the old man, Dr. Briefs, was still there and alive. The old man was holding a baby in his arms playing with it and some gadget he must have created. The child laughed and pulled at the home made toy; the old man smiled brightly at him. Vegeta himself soon entered the picture wearing a scowl. From his expression he wasn't happy and made sure the old man new it before he turned to leave. Dr. Briefs spoke stopping Vegeta and he held baby Trunks out to his father and his mouth moved to speak again, a pleading look on his withered face. Vegeta's scowl only darkened as he looked at the child. Saying nothing he turned and left the room. The baby began to cry and his grandfather comforted him.

"Why, why are you showing me this? What is this supposed to mean!?" He called out to the voices of his mind that had remained silent during the entire show. He got no answer and screamed out as the darkness returned around him.

..............

"Geez that is serious." Gohan removed his glasses using that same hand to rub his forehead. "And you said he's having trouble remembering all that?"

"Yeah I know." Goku almost couldn't believe it either having finally explained Vegeta's strange behavior out loud, since the first incident in the woods to an hour ago at Capsule Corp.

"That does sound like some kind of mental disorder but I'm no expert on neurology I'll have to try and ask one of the other doctor-"

"No you can't Vegeta won't have it. He's already flipping out from any mention of how he's been acting. Who knows what will happen to the poor doctor that tries to examine him."

"Well if we don't bring him here for tests we'll never be able to confirm any problem if there is one."

"I know I know, that's another problem I didn't think of." Standing and walking towards his son he frantically placed his hands on the boys shoulders. "Couldn't you just look him over yourself? Get some information and then see if you recognize any of the signs in Vegeta."

Breaking from the hold Gohan returned his glasses to his face. "I guess that might work but in the long run Vegeta's gonna need real medical attention if he does have some kind of head trauma."

"We can worry about that later though but you have to see him as soon as possible. Be very casual about it and please don't mention this to anyone else. Only me and Piccolo know. I can't tell if Trunks knows anything but I suspect he's not completely oblivious to Vegeta's mood swings."

"Alright, I'll stop by later tonight when I've got some free time." Giving him a crushing hug almost knocking the young man off balance Goku thanked him and the two left the on call room going there separate ways.

'I wonder if I should get back to Vegeta, I shouldn't have left him in that state. Schools out though maybe Trunks is there with him now. Although that could be a bad thing.'

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Trunks got home as soon as possible throwing the front door open to get inside. Ready to shout for his father he stopped himself mid run, closing his mouth. Deciding it'd be better to not panic or alert Vegeta, he walked causally into the living room. "Hey dad I'm home." He passed by the couch almost missing the man lying on it. Doing a double take he paused in front of the sleeping figure, kneeling down to check for a pulse. Straightening up he sighed with relief and left his father there to check the rest of the house incase Goku was there somewhere. Of course Goku could handle himself but with Vegeta's unpredictable behavior he could never be too sure. Finding the place empty upstairs and down he went into the kitchen getting a glass of orange juice for himself and Vegeta once he woke the man.

Vegeta stirred on the couch feeling someone else's presence around. His eyes were forced open and he stared at the ceiling above him. 'What happened to-' Pausing mid thought he groaned already registering what must have happened. 'Not again.' Slowly sitting himself up he found the source of the other presence he'd been feeling and he groaned again seeing his son walking towards him with two drink glasses in his hands. 'Damnit what is he doing here and how long has he been here?'

"Hey you're up, good. Here." He handed the distressed looking man one of the glasses.

Taking a drink before speaking, Vegeta asked. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school?"

Trunks swallowed his sip wrong and had to clear his throat a few times to avoid choking. "..No sch- schools been out for a few hours now." He waited to study the man for a moment. His dad appeared to be confused, completely and not from just having woken up. "I just talked to you on the phone not too long ago, don't you remember? I was staying with Goten while he worked."

'Shit!' His mind began racing trying to recall this phone conversation he'd apparently had but he came up blank, his second thought was to come up with a good excuse for why he couldn't remember but Trunks distracted him. The teen moved around to the front of the couch and sat beside his father, taking the glass from the man and setting it on the coffee table in front of them.

"Dad where's Goku?" Trunks asked testing the mans awareness and memory.

"Kakarot? How the hell should I know I'm not his keeper."

Trunks sat back giving his father room. He was getting frustrated and any niceness that Vegeta had over the phone was gone now. Maybe it was a pod person. Wanting to get to the bottom of this he went on. "When was the last time you saw him then?"

"...I don't know it was some time later in the afternoon I guess." He vaguely recalled sitting with Goku and eating something listening to the man going on about some insane idea that he needed to see a doctor.

"Geez, this is getting worse." The lavender haired boy mumbled to himself and stood. "Dad what's going on with you?" He stared hard at his father, who refused to meet his eyes.

Vegeta was momentarily lost in thought remembering the dream he'd had just before waking up to find Trunks there. All he could think was that it must have been some hidden message, one he couldn't figure out and didn't really care to try. 'Why won't this all just go away?'

"Dad?!" Trunks' voice broke his concentration and he finally gave his son his attention. "I'm worried about you. Just tell me what's wrong so I can help?"

Those words triggered something inside the Saiyan and he felt light headed. Trunks moved closer to the man for support if he'd need it. "Dad, what's going on? Are you sick, do you need something?"

Tell him Vegeta

Tell him what? Vegeta doesn't even know what's going on himself. Why admit it now things are only going to get worse

Let me free and I can help you

Vegeta growled inwardly at the intrusion of the voices again and how they always managed to show up when he didn't want them to but he kept himself together. 'Not now not in front of the boy.'

"No son I'm fine, just tired and worn out. You're right Kakarot was here. We were training very hard and I guess with lack of food and sleep its starting to wear on my body. I'm fine otherwise." Vegeta stood as steadily as possible on his own. "I'm going to shower and lie down now. Didn't you say you were with Kakarot's boy. You shouldn't keep him waiting." Not saying another word Vegeta headed upstairs.

Trunks stared after him with a forlourn expression. 'I've got to find Goku.'

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Goku flew up to Kami's lookout landing beside a meditating Namek. Not needing to open his eyes to know who his visitor was Piccolo spoke. "Took you long enough."

Laughing Goku dismissed the comment. "So did anything happen with Vegeta?"

Piccolo smirked to himself at the hasty concern Goku showed for the other Saiyan knowing it was more than just worry about his condition. "Trunks is there." He finally answered. Goku's face contorted into a worried and nervous expression. Something it wasn't accustomed to but lately seemed to be the only expression he made. "Don't worry," Piccolo continued. "From what I could tell nothing happened."

"That's good I guess."

"However, at some point after you left Vegeta's energy went haywire for a moment then it was calm." He went on before Goku could speak. "You do know that I can only determine so much from up here, so it could have been anything. And you do know that I should be watching over the entire Earth not just Capsule corp to babysit Vegeta."

"Yeah I know, sorry but I really appreciate the favor."

"Hm."

"I'd better go down there then. I'm sure Trunks is already upset with me for leaving Vegeta alone. I'll have to stall again on telling him what's up. Until Gohan confirms something I can't give Trunks false news. There's a small chance I could be wrong about all of this and there really is nothing wrong with Vegeta." He spoke mostly to himself until his plan was mentally decided. "Thanks again Piccolo, I owe ya one."

"I won't hold my breath." The namek smirked as the other man laughed before transmitting away.

Goku was instantly at the Briefs' residence and Trunks ran right into him as he came rushing out of the front door. "Whoa, where's the fire?" Goku asked playfully helping to straighten the boy up.

"Goku, where have you been, I was starting to get worried that something happened to you."

"To me, why?"

"Well I asked my dad where you were and he didn't know but then again he doesn't seem to know much of anything lately." Goku swallowed hard knowing what his sons best friend meant. "Have you noticed anything out of the ordinary with him today?" The desperate look in pale blue eyes forced Goku to look away, lucky for him a squirrel wandered by in the yard for him to focus on.

"Nothing out of the ordinary, sorry." His apology held more meaning than just the disappointment of not being able to confirm the teens suspicions about his father.

"...Guess that's a good thing, so what happened. Why'd you leave?"

"I had to see Gohan about something but don't worry, up until an hour or so ago I was with Vegeta the entire day."

"Thanks. I don't mean to put you in this situation but I've been really worried about him and have no idea what it is exactly that I should be worried about."

"Its alright I understand and I really don't mind." Trunks shoulders fell into a slump. Goku placed his hands on them to raise the boy back up. "Hey don't be so upset. Let me worry about Vegeta and if anything happens I'll take care of it."

"Thanks Goku," he sighs. "You know I love my dad I really do but sometimes he's impossible to deal with. Especially now; I can't tell if its just me or if its because there really is something wrong with him and its making him withdraw from me more."

Wrapping an arm around the boy he squeezes his shoulders gently. "I know it'll sort out soon just don't lose hope."

"Yeah I know. Well I have to get back to Goten,"

"Yeah where is he anyway?"

"Working and he'll be there late, I promised to stay with him so could you-"

"Of course Trunks, don't worry remember I'll take care of everything I promise."

"Alright, well he said he'd be in the shower or lying down so becareful."

"How was he when you showed up?"

"...." It took Trunks a moment to process the question. "Well he seemed normal but out of it ya know, like confused. It could be from a bad dream he might have had before I woke him."

"Hn, you'd better get going then, give Goten my regards when you get there."

With a small laugh at how the burly man still attempted to be a normal father he replied. "I will." Even if Goku was a bit awkward around his sons still he tried to be good to them. Vegeta on the other hand. Trunks shook the thoughts away before they could go any further and he took off.

'I hope Gohan can get here soon, having Trunks out all night is too perfect of a coincidence for me. Better make sure Vegeta stays put in the mean time.'

He headed inside.

.....................

The shower water ran loudly hitting against the tiled wall and sliding down to the shower floor. Vegeta stood naked outside of the shower staring at himself in the full length mirror on the wall opposite him. He noticed several bruises here and there on his legs and arms. Not knowing where they came from he could only assume it was something that happened during one of his 'episodes'. His frown deepened at the thought. If he could injure himself in the odd state of mind without realising it, who knows how far he might go. "This is getting dangerous I have to figure out how to stop them from-" Searching for a word he moved away from the mirror to get into the shower. "From taking over, yes that's what they're doing taking over my life- my mind, and I can't let it happen anymore." Once under the hot water he let it rinse over his entirety, head tilted back to allow the hot drops of liquid to run over his weary face. 'But how? How do I control them, maybe that book has some answer in it.' Keeping in mind to continue reading once he finished washing he straightened up and grabbed the bar of soap from its sitting place and rubbed it vigurously between his palms before returning it to its place. He began lathering his body from his neck down to shoulders and chest. A brief mental flash of someone's hands on his skin passed through his memory. It was a blurry image that he couldn't really recognize but it was fueling his hands to caress himself more than soap him up. Once hitting the lower region of his body a sigh escaped his already parted lips. Closing his mouth tightly he continued stroking himself more running his hands between his thighs and over his groin. In his head he could still see the memory of himself lying on a floor somewhere; someone was below him pleasuring his need even though he looked young in this vision. Another gasp let itself free from his mouth at the increase of pressure his hands gave his member. The surprise of the sudden noise snapped him out of his trance. Disgusted with himself he wrenched his hands away and shook them off.

"I must be out of it, get a hold of yourself Vegeta." He ordered firmly. Mind momentarily focused he resumed what he'd previously been doing and continued to soap his legs. Leaning over a bit to go further down he haulted feeling dizzy a moment. Straightening up he supported himself with one hand on the wall beside him. 'Must be more tired than I thought, although it seems like sleeping and passing out is all I've been doing the past few days.' Attempting to go back to washing he was stopped again when the haziness failed to wane. 'Damnit.' Turning himself completely towards the wall he pressed his body against it to rest. Hissing at the contact of the wall against his newly formed erection from what he'd been previously doing to himself he pulled away immediately. 'The hell?' His mind was a blur and his body appeared to be acting of its own free will. He turned pressing his back against the wall and reached to grab the organ that began crying for some kind of release and his hands wasted no time giving it what it wanted.

Goku had been pacing the hallway upstairs for minutes wondering if he should check on Vegeta. After all he's seen he can't be too careful with the mans mood swings. 'What if he's hurt himself, or passed out again, worse he could be gone all together.' A few more paces back and forth. 'I should defenitly check. Just a peek.' Going into the mans bedroom, momentary surprise that the door was even unlocked quickly passed, he stepped inside hearing the water running from the bathroom. Quietly sneaking over to the partially opened door almost as if it were beckoning him he looked inside being instantly paralyzed at what he saw. The shower was only a glass door that, like the bedroom and bathroom door, hadn't been closed completely. Steam was flowing in the air around the man inside covering the glass for the most part but Goku could still see and he saw it all. The whole thing played out like a scene in a cheesy soap opera. The steam cleared away from the shower briefly from a passing breeze to reveal the naked man in all his glory.

Vegeta's mind was caught in a dizzy whirl of pleasure and confusion. He was well aware that it'd been some time since he'd been sexually gratified but he had always been in control of such stupid inconveniences but now he seemed to be acting against his own will. Breaths coming sharp and quick matching the set pace of his hand on his groin, he was still pressed against the shower wall head slightly tilted back and eyes shut. The man was completely unaware he was being watched. Goku forced his mouth closed to swallow away the dryness in his throat. It was a beautifully distressing sight before him. Vegeta's golden skin slick with hot water sliding along every fiercely trained muscle and into every crease of his body. That was just the tip of the iceburg what really had him pinned in place by the door was what the other man was doing to himself and so freely enjoying it. Goku would never think the mighty prince of Saiyans the type to gratify himself. He himself had once or twice endulged in the activity but only when he had completely lost control of all senses. But Vegeta! Vegeta, he thought was always in control of himself. A small smile unconsciously crept to his face finding out just how normal the man truly was. A smile wasn't the only thing creeping up on him. Goku could feel his pants begin to tighten on him. His hand went down there to adjust himself for comfort which turned out to be a bad idea only exciting his bulge more. 'Damnit!' His brain suddenly cleared from its transfixed state and he realised what was going on. 'If I don't get out of here now I'll be doing the same thing myself or worse I'd end up in there with him.' Backing away quickly and quietly so as not to get caught, he didn't even want to think of the horrible consiquences of Vegeta catching him in the act of catching the man himself in the act.

He ran through the bedroom and out the door stopping in the hallway leaning over in a pant. Catching his breath he breathed out a "Wow." At what had just happened. His body wanted nothing more than for him to go back there and join the other but his mind was strong from years of training and told him better. So he sat outside the door knees having given out on him and he wiped the sweat from his face with one hand. "Vegeta." He sighed out involuntarily.

So many nights of dreams came rushing back to him. The dreams that made him realise how lonely he was becoming since the death of Chichi. He'd never really loved her, never really wanted her in that way but she was company. Just like his sons had been but now Gohan was a man and had moved out. Piccolo was always busy taking care of the Earth or being with his eldest son. Goten found love in Trunks and the two were inseperable most days. All of his other friends had long since moved on with their lives as well and he rarely saw them anymore. That left Vegeta. Someone he'd spar with and talk to when the man was willing to join the conversation. Someone who understood what it was like to lust for battle and crave a little chaos once in awhile to sate that primal need. All of those thoughts aided by dreams started his fascination with the man. Made him want Vegeta in other ways, ways to kill his loneliness. It seemed completely impossible a goal to reach but still Goku kept hope in the back of his mind. The image of his desired object in the shower stayed front and center in his head. How was he going to focus now?

In the shower, Vegeta was battling within himself to stop what he was doing but something else was in control now and not just lust. The something confirmed its presence when the sound of quiet laughter echoed through his mind, one of those voices. 'I should have known, it was them. No this one is different somehow.' His thoughts were momentarily haulted as he released into his hand and sank down to the floor mind going momentarily blank in the bliss of a long awaited release.When he came to it was a different Vegeta there smiling at the gratification and standing to wash it away. "Yes we needed that didn't we," He spoke out loud to himself with a voice brimming with need. "Hn but its still not enough." Stepping out of the shower turning the water off he felt the presence of another nearby and with a smirk of playful hunger he sought out his prey. Going out of the room and into the hall leaving a trail of water behind him he saw the opened bedroom door and went out into the hall.

"Ah its you..."

Goku nearly jumped a foot in the air at the sudden break of noise in his quiet, he'd been so deep in thought he completely missed the others arrival. And standing to take in the fully naked and still slightly dripping Saiyan prince his heart nearly jumped out of his chest. "Uh V-v.. Vegeta....." Studdering for words he opted to keep his mouth shut instead of searching for words.

"What's the matter..." Vegeta paused tapping a finger to his chin in thought. "Hm right Kakarot thats what he calls you." He spoke to himself quietly before addressing the man in front of him. "What's the matter Kakarot, you look like you've seen a ghost."

"Yo- you you're still," Placing a hand behind his head Goku turned away to hide a newly formed blush on his cheeks.

"Oh," An amused laugh escaped his lips. "Does the naked bother you? It shouldn't its very natural. Maybe you should join me and make yourself more comfortable." Unsatisfied with his little shower trist he pushed himself closer to the man causing Goku to freeze where he stood.

"Vegeta what are you doing?" Goku asked with a shakey voice. One of Vegeta's hands reached out to slide beneath his shirt then he pressed his wet body against the taller mans back and Goku couldn't take anymore. He tore away from the other and down the hall like he'd just been touched by boiling grease. Vegeta started to laugh but it was interrupted by a buzzing in the back of his mind. Flashes of multiple hands on his skin and images of his younger self thrashing about frantically to get away from those hands appeared. 'No no I don't want to-' Staggering into the bedroom he slammed the door behind himself and dropped to his knees on the floor in front of the bed. A strange laugh, almost inhuman, rang through his mind along with the disturbing images. 'What is this, where are they coming from?' His mind was racing and a sweat began to form over his already moist body. He turned himself around to sit against the bed resting his head between his knees trying to catch his breath that had picked up. The images began to disappear and the sound of his own harsh breathing rang through his ears. Deep slow breaths in and out slowly started to calm him but he continued to sit there until the buzzing in his head ceased.

Downstairs Goku was in the kitchen and just finished drinking an entire bottle of water in one go. He heavily placed the empty bottle on the island counter top causing it to fall over and roll to the floor from lack of liquid weight. He wiped any remaining drops of liquid from his mouth. His breathing was slowly starting to calm down but the newly formed tent in his pants was another story. "This day is going from bad to worse." He mumbled to himself taking a seat at the stool in front of him to keep his unwanted extra limb from being seen. He rested his head in his hands and rubbed his temple with his palms roughly trying to clear his mind from all thoughts of Vegeta and what he'd just tried to do to him.

"This has to be some kind of joke." He laughed bitterly dropping his hands onto the counter. 'After weeks of secretly wanting Vegeta, struggling to decide if I should tell him or not driving myself nuts and out of nowhere he comes on to me like.. like that and after doing what he did in the showe-' Goku's thoughts briefly haulted as he wondered if Vegeta was doing what he did in the shower while thinking about him. Wondering if all this time Vegeta had also been struggling with the same feelings for him that he had for Vegeta.

"Yeah right." He shut his brain up. 'Alright Goku focus, something was really off about that whole scene and you know it.' He glanced out the kitchen entry making sure Vegeta wasn't anywhere nearby. 'That wasn't Vegeta, I mean it was him I saw him- all of him but he wasn't acting the same. For one he spoke like he didn't even know who I was at first.' He absent mindly leaned over picking up the empty water bottle from the floor. 'Trunks said he was fine before he left but when I first left him he was all over the place emotionally. Did it happen again in that short time when no one was with him? And if it did what the hell is it exactly thats happening?!' He crushed the bottle in one hand letting go some of his frustration of not understanding the other mans behavior at all.

"Calm down Goku." He took a deep breath standing to toss the bottle into the recycling bin. "I'll just wait for Gohan to get here and check him out." He walked out into the living room thankful that his little problem had gone away on its own. The thought of checking on Vegeta crossed his mind but was quickly dismissed. There was still a chance the man wasn't dressed yet or back to normal and it wasn't a chance Goku wanted to take just yet. Instead he picked up the Capsule Corp home phone and called the hospital.

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Trunks and Goten were sitting at one of the empty tables in Sonix having dinner. Hours had passed and the evening rush was finally calming down. Trunks told Goten everything was fine and he'd found Goku but he decided to leave out the parts where Vegeta was being strange and even though the man appeared fine he was still worried about him. He also left out the fact that Goku was acting strange himself, as if he'd been hiding something. The entire trip back to Goten, Trunks had been trying to figure out what was going on with the Saiyan and only came up with one thing. That Goku knew something was up with Vegeta and was keeping it from him to protect him. Trunks could tell how worried Goku had been about his father too, you'd have to be blind and stupid not to notice. He was close to turning around and going back to confront the older man about it but decided against it. He figured if anyone could handle Vegeta and get him to open up about whatevers going on Goku could. So he returned to Goten and tried to forget about everything for the time being and hoped when he returned home later that night everything would be alright.

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After getting Gohan's reassurance that he was on his way over Goku waited patiently. First he ordered pizza then he waited patiently for the delivery man and his son to arrive. All the while he kept glancing at the stairs to see if Vegeta was coming down. He would listen out for the other man and any signs of him but it was always quiet. Feeling a small out pour of his energy was the only thing keeping Goku from worrying and rushing upstairs to check on the man. So he stayed put with the tv and waited. The pizza arrived first of course being a little over an hour away from capusle corp. He paid the man and sat with his meal continuing to wait for Gohan to show up and for Vegeta to come down. It had been too long since he last saw the man in all his glory, still concerned about going upstairs Goku hoped the smell of food would bring the other to him instead.

Upstairs Vegeta finally pried himself away from the bed after hours of crouching there trying to get a hold of himself at some point his mind had shut down and he was just waking from the collapse. He stood and rubbed his head attempting to relieve some of the lingering pain. Dropping his hand on to fresh skin he noticed something was wrong. "Where the hell are my clothes?" Grumbling bitterly he made quick of getting dressed in loose black slacks and a white tank. Taking a seat in the arm chair he dropped his head back and let his body relax. He wasn't in the mood to try and understand what just happened or why he was naked it was all too exhausting at the moment. His eyes caught sight of the medical book he'd been reading and he remembered telling himself to continue searching through it to find some kind of cure for his disease, even though he still refused to admit there was truly anything wrong with himself. Leaning over to pick the book up his nose caught the smell of bread and sauce in the air. A curious brow raised and he stood dropping the book into the chair before leaving the room.

"Now what is it?" Getting to the bottom of the stairs he could identify the smell as pizza, something Trunks ordered alot when he didn't have time to cook and feed them both. He could see into the livingroom now and found Goku sitting on the couch with four large boxes on the coffee table in front of him. "That Kakarot." Vegeta marched into the room speaking with an authorative tone and scaring the man to dropping his slice.

"And just what do you think you're doing?"

Fumbling his pizza Goku saved the slice from hitting the floor returning it to an open box and then turned in Vegeta's direction thankful that the man had put on clothes. "Vegeta you're alright?"

"Hn.. Of course I'm alright. Now why are you still here making my home a liesurely getaway for yourself?"

Goku stood facing the other man completely. "You don't remember what happened do you?"

Vegeta's eyes became a glare of fury. "What are you talking about now? And where is that good for nothing son of mine?"

Goku pondered for a moment whether or not he should relive the last encounter especially with Vegeta who might blow up once hearing it from utter disbelief. Goku was still having a hard time himself believing that the other was coming on to him. He remembered the last time he and Piccolo tried to explain Vegeta's actions to him and how that ended up. So for the second time that day he decided to lie. "Uh you know you were in the shower and said you'd take a nap afterwards. So I offered to get us dinner but didn't want to wake you so I kinda started in on it." Vegeta frowned. "Trunks is with Goten they're staying late at the restaurant."

The two were engaged in a stare down until Vegeta broke it by walking away. "Do what you want I'm going back upstairs."

"But wait, don't you want something to eat?" Goku tried to stall the man in hopes that his son would show up. Turning back Vegeta glared at Goku then at the open box, he stalked over to the table and grabbed the closed pizza box beside it and one of the soda containers near that, then headed back to the stairs. Once out of sight Goku sighed and heavily sat back on the couch. 'Hurry Gohan.'