Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Stealing Time ❯ Its Not A Dream Its A Sin ( Chapter 13 )

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

A/N: Apologies for the long awaited update. I appreciate your patients and the reviews, especially the kind detailed ones, you know who you are :o) Thank you very much it warms my heart. I'd like to thank my best friend silksheets (its an alias name) for the dream she had and for sharing it with me its the reason I was able to finish this chapter. And sorry for any mistakes or whatever bare with me. And on with the story- enjoy!!..... Linkin



WARNINGS: Heavy YAOI in this chapter male/male/male physical contact. This is your seond warning. Get lost now if you can't handle it but know you're being mocked for being a wimp.



The Alters: Envy and self loathing Playful and crazy Anger Sad and confused Loving and fatherly and now needy lust



Stealing TimeChpt 13: Its Not A Dream Its A Sin



Vegeta sat up in his room, book in one hand and piece of crust in the other. A half eaten box of pizza sat on the side table next to his easy chair. "What?!" Dropping the left over crust into the box he frowned at the book. "Like hell I'll take any.. therapy.." He spoke the word with disgust. "just to cure this nonsense. I have enough crap in my head I don't need someone else trying to pry their way inside." Closing the book he dropped it to the floor and rested his head on his fist. "This is ridiculous. There has to be a way for me to beat this without involving anyone else." Standing he looked at the pizza box scoffing at the contents and the fact that he had been just hungry enough to eat the grease laced junk food. Standing he grabbed the unwanted mess and carried it downstairs haulting at the sound of voices. "Hn?" Getting a little closer he could tell it was Kakarot and someone else both speaking in a whisper. Not having Namek ears Vegeta couldn't make out a word and decided to march past them with ignorance into the kitchen to dispose of his meal.



Both heads turned upon his passing and they followed him until he was out of sight. "Well there he is, I'll leave you guys alone for a bit and let you do what you can." Goku said before patting his eldest sons shoulder and walking out the front door. He paused before closing it behind himself and added. "I'll be by the back window to the kitchen incase anything happens, alright?"


"Sure dad." With a smile Goku quietly closed the door and snuck around to the back of Capsule corp to listen in by the window. Sighing Gohan headed for the kitchen but paused mid step. 'Wait what am I doing here? I can't just go in there and say "Hey Vegeta mind if I get a head diagnosis from you to see if you're going insane" Yeah that'll go over big. Damnit dad we didn't even go over a plan or anything.' Deciding he'd just wing it Gohan kept going in the direction of the kitchen.


In the kitchen Vegeta had crushed the pizza box into the garbage and went to the sink to wash his hands. He watched the water rush over his skin for a moment and it triggered a memory. The shower, his own hands and what they'd been doing to his body. Gasping at the horror he jerked his hands from under the water and glared at them. His mind began to race back to the strange dream images he'd had during that time. Being on the floor somewhere he didn't recognize and hands he didn't know touching him in that same way. Tiny throbs of pain began forming at his temples. He just stood and stared at the water running off his fingers. Unaware that someone else was in the room with him until Gohan cleared his throat snapping him out of his temporary trance. "Huh?"


The younger half Saiyan walked over and turned the water off. "Shouldn't let that run, bills ya know." He gave an uncomfortable laugh. "But I guess that wouldn't be a problem for you, since C.C. brings in so much money. Ehem." Clearing his throat again he moved away from Vegeta to sit at the island counter. Vegeta didn't move and as Gohan studied him the man seemed to be lost in some kind of haze. "Well you're probably wondering why I'm here." He began speaking again to keep things casual. Vegeta said nothing but did turn in his direction. "Well actually I came to see Trunks but I guess he's not here so might as well visit with you for awhile huh? If you don't mind that is."


"I don't care." Vegeta spoke in a distant tone acknowledging Gohan's presence for the first time.


"Oookay. So how have you been, anything new happening around here?" He waited but got no answer. "Its just that since I started my internship at the hospital I'm pretty out of the loop lately."


"No nothing's new." Came Vegeta's minute late reply. He scrunched his eyes trying to dissipate the forming headache he felt coming on. 'Hn Kakarot has something to do with this sudden visit I'd bet my life on it.'


"Ugh!" Vegeta grunted quietly, the mention of Goku's name caused a memory to come back. He saw the two of them in a hall standing close, very close and he was wearing nothing more than a towel. "What the-" His headache began to grow and something else began to grow further down his body with the memories of the shower and being so close to Kakarot in an obviously intimate way. It partly nauseated and partly excited him at the same time. Or it was exciting a part inside of him the part that was obviously trying to get out.


"Vegeta are you alright?" Gohan stood ready to help the man in any way he could. Outside Goku stood beside the window straining his ears to hear through the closed pane.


'What's going on in there?' His curiosity got the better of him and he peeked around to look in the window.


Vegeta turned away from Gohan to hide his rising excitement. It was as if the images of his being violated by those strange hands was physically affecting him at that very moment. He could feel one of the alters messing around in his head and wanted nothing more than to fight it. He couldn't afford to let another person see him in this state. Gohan not knowing any better went up and reached for Vegeta's arm. The older man slapped the hand away viciously. "Don't touch me!" He barked out. Gohan stumbled back a bit.Outside the window Goku fought the urge to go inside and stop Vegeta before anything got out of hand but he knew Gohan could handle himself and if he interrupted now his son might not get the information he needed.


"Are you ok? I was just-"


"I know what you were just trying to do. Just don't alright!"


Mmm


A voice in his head made itself known causing the Saiyan prince to panic. 'No not now not in front of him.' He tried to will the alter back to whatever depths of his mind it was coming from.


Why not him, he can help us with that little problem


Instantly understanding what this other Vegeta was implying it made him want to retch on the spot.


Let me free and you won't have to be a part of it if you don't want to


"Never!"


Gohan stood watching in confusion. 'Is he talking to me?' He didn't know what to make of the scene, Vegeta was supporting himself against the island counter, one hand clutching at his head. He appeared to be in pain but Gohan knew that touching him in any way would only upset the man. Why? was a mystery to the young doctor in training. Gohan snuck a quick glance out the window to see his fathers wild hair disappearing from the view. When he turned back to Vegeta the man was standing so close to him it startled Gohan and he jumped back a few feet stumbling to the floor on his butt. The smirk on the older mans face was concerning and a little scary. Vegeta laughed and began walking over to the startled boy and crouched down over him.


Before Gohan could open his mouth Goku came in announcing himself loudly from the living room before appearing in the kitchen. "Hey what's going on?" The distraction was apparently enough to throw the new alter out of his hold over Vegeta. He backed away from Gohan standing and fighting the urge to support himself on anything nearby from the pain still throbbing throughout his head. As the haze cleared form his mind he looked to Gohan, who was now standing himself, and to Goku who was staring back just as baffled as he felt himself.


"Uh nothing dad, we were just talking." Gohan answered not sure what else to say. He remembered his father told him before Vegeta had come downstairs that Vegeta was blanking in and out and probably wouldn't remember what was going on within a certain time spand and if they tried to confront him about it, Vegeta would only deny everything and become very defensive. 'If that's true then he won't know what was just going and it might be the proof I need.' He redirected himself to Vegeta now. "Right Vegeta?"


The other man looked up hearing his name but said nothing not quite sure what the younger of the three was even talking about. The most he remembered was seeing Kakarot and his son whispering to each other in his living room and then he was in the kitchen cleaning his hands, the rest, how he got here, why they were both questioning him and looking suspicious themselves, was a mystery to him. So instead of answering he mustered a glare even with the mild throbs coursing through him.


"We were talking about Capsule corp and Trunks leading the company once he graduated." Gohan said for the benefit of both men.


"Right," Vegeta answered warily knowing he didn't actually know that and this could be some kind of trap. 'Are they just messing with me now?' He wondered angrily. The quiet sound of dark laughter sounded in his head. Whatever was wrong with him hadn't completely passed yet. "If we're done wasting time here I'm going to bed." Vegeta anounced and on shaky legs left the kitchen ignoring the stares from the loving father and son pair.


Waiting a few minutes before speaking to make sure Vegeta was out of ear shot, Gohan approached his father and began whispering again. "I believe you dad. We weren't talking about Trunks in fact we never really spoke to each other at all. Most of the time he was in a blank state of mind and then looked to be in some kind of pain or battle with himself. When I tried to help he snapped at me. Next thing I know I'm on the ground and he's standing over me like a hungry wolf that cornered its prey."


Goku nodded, all of it sounding more than familiar to him. "So what do you think it is?"


"I'm not one hundred percent positive but this is defenitly a mental problem." He scratched his head before crossing his arms. "That, or Vegeta's playing one hell of a mind game with us." A slight laugh escaped both their mouths, even though each of them was clearly concerned. "Think he's really going to bed?"


"Goku looked out the door towards the stairs that he couldn't see. "I don't know but Trunks is staying with Goten until his night shift is over so I'll be here watching him."


"Good, I'm gonna go back to the hospital and ask around see what information I can get on this. See ya dad."


"Bye son and thanks."


'Boy Vegeta how did this happen?'


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


Customers had started leaving the restaurant after eleven and so far no one had shown up since. There was one other boy left sweeping up while Goten and Trunks wiped down tables and put up the chairs. Trunks had volunteered to help to keep himself from being bored and to hurry things along so he could get home. Despite how hard he tried he couldn't stop worrying about his dad and Goku, who were both acting suspicious since the last time he spoke to them. It took everything in him not to call home every hour. Even though Goten was very understanding, Trunks just couldn't disappoint him again. So he kept his attention on his boyfriend as best he could and even helped take a few orders to lighten Goten's load. They did their homework on Goten's break and had dinner, of course ordering from the restaurant.


"There last one!" Goten announced putting up the final chair. "Hey Tosh'," He called to the other boy. "You gonna lock up tonight?" There was no answer and it didn't take Goten long to realise the boy was ear deep in music. He gave Trunks a mischievous grin and turned back to the sweeper throwing his wiping rag at the kids head.


"Huh?" The boy finally stopped what he'd been doing and looked up removing his ear piece.


"Sorry man." He apologised but the grin on Goten's face gave a different meaning to his words. "We're done here, you gonna lock up tonight?" He asked again now that he had the boys attention.


Toshi looked around the restaurant like he'd seen it for the first time that night noticing no customers and the tables put away. "Yeah sure, see ya later." He gave a half wave and went back to sweeping looking like he was in no hurry to leave the place himself.


"Thanks." The word went unheard because the boy already returned his headphones to their place on his ears. Once outside Goten stretched his arms over head and took a deep breath of fresh air, removing the stench of fried foods from his lungs and nostrils. Trunks stared back into the clear glass window of Sonix at the other boy.


"You're not worried he's gonna steal something being in there alone?" The lavender haired male asked jutting a thumb at the kid through the window. Goten turned to glance briefly inside then turned away and began walking towards the street.


"Who Toshi? No way he's too chillaxed to do anything like that." He fastened his book bag completely over his shoulders so he could walk with his arms bent behind his head.


Trunks laughed "Chillaxed?" and raised a brow.


"Yeah you know chill and relaxed, chillaxed, he's a cool guy its alright."


"If you say so." The two walked in silence down the streets of West city, both of them apparently decided on walking instead of flying like they usually would have. For the most part the normally busy city was near barren with the exception of other night shift workers, patrol officers, and maybe a few corner whores and cheating husbands or boyfriends in the back alleys. For some reason thinking about these dark alleys reminded Trunks of Vegeta. What was the man going through right now? Is he suffering or something else? It was too late in the night and by the time they get home the man might be asleep, which would mean no sleep for Trunks himself while he sat up wanting to ask his father about earlier but also not wanting to disturb the man's sleep. Especially since it might be the first real sleep his father has had in weeks. Before he could let a sigh out Goten's arm came dropping around his shoulder and startled it out of him.


"Hey man thanks for doing this with me."


"Anytime 'Ten." The happiness in his boyfriends voice was enough to make him smile, it actually was a fun night for them both. Trunks was even a little envious of the fast food business. It was better than offices and papers and the demanding life of working at Capsule corporations. A fate which lay ahead in his future but it was a family business and he wanted to honor the family he'd lost, his mother and grandfather. So he'd stuck with the business training during summers so one day he could take over fully.


"I hate that its so late and I'm not tired." Goten said absently. They round the corner of a large building, the last one on the block meaning they were heading to the more rural part of West city where Trunks lived. Since Goku and Chi Chi insisted on living out of any city area near the woods getting to Goten's would take alot longer especially at the pace they were going in. This concerned Trunks a bit with his growing need to check on his fathers condition. Like any good mind reading boyfriend Goten spoke exactly what was on Trunks' mind. "Don't worry I'll let you get home, you don't have to walk with me aaaaalll the way to my place." He joked but then sobered up. "I know you've been worried about Vegeta."


Trunks turned his head to look at his best friend in mock surprise. "You could tell?"


"Well not exactly by looking at you but I knew you were a mess inside. Even though you were like the best assistant at Sonix there were times you'd space out or glance at the phone." Using the same arm that had already been around the boys shoulders Goten gave Trunks a squeeze. "Its ok T'. I know your dads been acting kinda crazy, for lack of a better word, who wouldn't be concerned?"


"You're the best 'Ten." Trunks gave a smile to enhance the meaning of his words followed by a soft lingering kiss on the the boys lips.


"No problem. I'll see ya tomorrow ok." He removed his arm from the others body.


"Definitly." After that the lavender haired boy took off for the skies to get home as fast as he could. Goten watched until Trunks was completely out of sight then began to whistle as he continued the walk home.


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


At C.C. Vegeta had been in his room trying with all the power he had to will himself to sleep. Not because he was tired, even though he is, but to avoid that sickening need in his lower regions. He'd come so close to... to practically mounting Kakarot's eldest son! Where were these urges coming from and why so all of a sudden when he'd managed for so long to supress them? Was it because of those dreams he'd been having? All of which he'd been unable to ever discern.


He began to fidget beneath the covers before settling uncomfortably on his back. Eyes closed he sighed and tried to relax his body. He lay still for minutes listening to the sound of his own breathing...... breathing that was a bit harsher and louder than it should have been. 'That can't be coming from me.' He wondered and held his breath for a moment to listen. The strange sound continued but it certainly wasn't coming from himself. He wondered briefly if someone else was in the room with him. 'No of course not you idiot. The only other person here is Kakarot and-' At the mention of the name another noise sounded very clearly in his mind, it was a moan and not a pained one. Feeling suddenly uncomfortable he snapped his eyes open and shook his head. "This is ridiculous." Sitting up he pulled the blanket down and stumbled his way in the darkness to the bathroom knocking a few items off the dresser as he did but he paid it no mind. The light in the bathroom came on automatically once he entered, he hurried to the mirror cabinet and pulled out the bottle of sleeping pills. Twisting the cap off with an urgent force he dumped two into his hands and downed them quickly not even bothering with a drink. Setting the bottle back in place he left the bathroom and went back to bed. That aching in his groin had yet to subside and if anything would get rid of it sleep would. Even if the idea of sleeping now wasn't very appealing when he knew the type of dreams he'd been having lately. With another sigh he closed his eyes and let the drugs work into his system.


Downstairs. Goku had been pacing for some time after Gohan had left. He couldn't seem to wrap his mind around any of the events that had been going on the last few weeks with Vegeta. No matter how many ways and times he thought about it. Nothing made sense or added up. Vegeta, outside of spars and life threatening battles, had always been in perfect health. Especially being full blooded Saiyan, how could he have a medical condition as serious as this! He wanted to check in on him upstairs but couldn't bring himself to do it, not even when sounds of items crashing to the floor were heard from overhead. So instead to pass time he pondered on Trunks and what to tell him and if he should tell him what had hapened. Or if he should wait until Gohan has true evidence that Vegeta's well, not right in the head.'This is ridiculous.' He walked the floor barefoot, arms crossed and head forward staring into nothing. 'Maybe I should call Gohan right now and ask him if he's come up with anything; its been a few good hours since he left. No if something came up he'd call me first.' He glanced at the digital clock sitting on the bookshelf across the room. It was nearly midnight, that meant Goten's night shift should be over and Trunks should be home soon. 'What do I do when he gets here?!' Goku thought grabbing at his hair in frustration and as if on cue the very person he was thinking about came rushing in the door with a look of franticness on his young features. Both men stopped moving and stared at each other in mild surprise.


"Oh!... Goku you're here?"


Having nothing more intelligent to say still stunned from the intrusion the childish man replied. "Yeah, and so are you."


Trunks slowly made his way further into the living room sliding his backpack off and lowering it to the floor. "Its just that earlier I called and my dad picked up instead of you. Then I came over and you weren't around." He watched Goku's face hard waiting for some kind of sign as to what's been going on.


"Yeah I had to go see Gohan for something," He replied casually which wasn't a complete lie, more like withholding his reason for seeing his oldest son. He mentally prayed that Trunks didn't ask that 'why' question and force him to explain. So before the teen could ask anything he continued with his explination. "and Vegeta was... asleep I didn't want to disturb him and like a dope I forgot to leave a note. I just thought it'd be ok if I went quickly. Sorry if I worried you."


"Its alright... I guess." A hidden frown formed on the youngers face, he wasn't sure if that story was one hundred percent true or giving out all the information it should have. It was late though and he was sure neither of them were in the mood for further discussion so he dropped it. Glancing around quickly he noticed that the subject of converstion was missing. "So where's my dad now?"


"Upstairs," Goku jutted his thumb towards the stairs in emphasis. "I think he got tired of me hanging around and wanted to be alone and don't worry I fed him," He added with an embarrased smirk going to pick up the empty pizza boxes that he was too busy pacing around and worrying over the matters at hand to throw out just yet. "I'll get rid of these and go so you can get some sleep."


"Okay, and thanks for staying with him I know you've got your own things to take care of, I appreciate it."


"Like I said before its no problem and I don't really have much else to do anyway. I mean Vegeta may be a pain most of the time but he's still my friend and I worry about him too ya know."


"Yeah I guess I forget that sometimes. Well I'll see you tomorrow then and uh Goten's on his way home but he's taking his time getting there." Goku nodded to this with understanding and picked up the pizza boxes heading to the door, he slipped back into his shoes and left.


Once he was gone Trunks rushed upstairs to stand outside of his fathers door, needing to see for himself that the man was really there and alright. He pressed an ear to the closed door and listened. Silence. 'It is pretty late maybe he's asleep again.' Knocking lightly he called through the door. "Dad?..." He listened again this time hearing low muffled sounds or breathing. "Hey dad its me, are you awake?!" He called a little louder but getting no response he tried the knob finding it unlocked and crept inside, the darkness being overcome by the light in the hall. Walking in further he found his father asleep in bed but moving about like he was in the midst of a nightmare. He reached out a hand but paused, deciding it'd be better to not wake him. What could he do for the man anyway? Retracting his hand he walked back out of the room quietly closing the door. Taking a deep breath he caught a whiff of old grease and meat that had clung to his clothing during his time in the kitchen with Goten. "I'd better clean up." He decided pulling at his shirt and smelling it with disgust. Glancing back at his fathers bedroom door he frowned. "I'll come back when I'm done and see if he's calmed down. I'll never get to sleep until I find out if he's alright, even if he snaps at me for waking him up." With that resolved he headed down the hall to his own room for a shower.


Behind the door Vegeta was lost in his own world of darkness. He walked through the blank depths of his own mind as he'd done before, this time heading towards the sounds that had been keeping him awake moments before. The closer he got the more audible and distinguishable the sounds of pleasure became. He could see the sillouhettes of the two people that were engaged in this mating ritual. Both were Vegeta himself. His eyes narrowed in annoyance at the sight but at the same time he couldn't stop himself from staring. One of his mirror images was lying down on the floor, legs bent upwards and hands gripping the pointed mass of hair that was his own personal style, on the second image of himself. The second clone had his head planted between strong parted thighs giving, from the sounds and look of the first clone, a very good suck off. The moans became louder from the clone lying down when the second one began fingering his entrance.


'Why are you doing this?' He growled out his voice echoed in the hollow emptiness of his head. The clone receiving the blow job turned to look at this new arrival with a satisfied smirk. He appeared to open his mouth to speak but another pleasured groan came out instead.


Finding his body control and movement again Vegeta turned away from the scene and began running into the darkness again. No matter how fast he ran he felt heavy and slow. The sounds and smell of sex filled his ears and nose. His own erection was becoming harder and only getting worse as he ran. He was stopped in his tracks when another image appeared in front of him just a few feet away. It was quiet this time, with the occasional sounds of heavy breathing and panting. As the blurry image became more solid he could see himself again in the throws of passion but this time the one providing it was none other tha- "Kakarot?" He spoke the name barely above a whisper. His jaw clenched at the tightening in his pants. His mental self was sitting up, legs parted, arms behind him and hands on the floor for support as he leaned back with his head titled upwards. He was apparently enjoying the heavy grinding he was getting from the other Saiyan. Goku was sitting between Vegeta's legs, his own legs straddled over either side of the smaller man. They were engaged in a fierce kiss, appearing to be battling for control of who was leading. Goku pulled away from the kiss letting a gasp escape, Vegeta panted heavily pushing his crotch upward to get more pressure and friction against the other mans swollen member. Goku let out a haughty lust filled laugh and glanced sideways at their voyeur.


Something about that look and the sight of what they were doing made the Saiyan prince shudder from head to toe. Seeing that Goku was moving to enter his mirrored image, Vegeta slowly began to turn away not wanting to watch his rival take his body and have that kind of power over him.


Whats wrong Vegeta


A voice whispered in his ear but there was no visible being there to see. He knew who it was, strange but familiar. The alter that had been causing his recent physical troubles.


Don't pretend you aren't enjoying the show I can tell.... I can feel it


The words slithered into his ear and out the other like a snake. "You don't know anything about me."


I know all about you. Just like the others I AM YOU


Not wanting to hear anymore nonsense, still unable to believe this was all happening to him like a sick mind game, he ran again.


Hahahaha!!


The more he ran the closer he got to another image the sillouhette showing three bodies this time. The sounds of lust and physical abandon began coming in loud and clear. Stopping his tread towards the sickening threesome the vision began clearing just as the others had. Again there was himself, apparenlty this sex crazed alter, Kakarot and he found out that the third was no other than his own son! He gasped inwardly clenching his teeth and shut his eyes tightly. Swallowing a lump of nausea he fought every urge in himself to hurl right on the spot.


Its delicious isn't it Vegeta?


The former whisper of a voice in his ears was now loud and vibrating against his neck. His eyes shot open when he felt a hand grabbing his erection another hand cupping underneath his chin.


Watch and enjoy. This is what you want


He placed a kiss on his host bodies neck. Vegeta grunted in protest but he was watching the three of them splayed out before him. Once again Goku was taking conrtol of his body, thrusting into his back side from behind. Vegeta was on all fours, lying over Trunks and taking him just the same. Trunks on his back writhed on the floor beneath them groaning with delight, eyes tightly shut and fingers digging into his fathers back. It was disgusting and indecent and yet there they all were enjoying each other in the most fullfilling ways.


"Ah." A small gasp of a moan escaped Vegeta when the alter standing behind him, now in a physical form gave a squeeze to his dripping erection. Looking down Vegeta found himself completely naked unaware of how or when he'd lost his clothes. Having a brief remembrance of what he'd been doing to himself in the shower earlier that day he almost scoffed at the irony of it all.


Yes thats it, relax and enjoy


"N-" Too overcome by the feeling of pleasure from the sight in front of him and the alters rubbing and squeezing his penis while gently nipping at his neck, Vegeta couldn't form even the smallest word. His eye lids were heavy, his legs felt weak.


This is what you need


He continued to watch the three mismatched lovers now changing positions. Vegeta removed himself from Trunks and turned to face the other full blooded Saiyan. They began to kiss each other with a needy force and hunger. Arms around each other in an embrace while Trunks came up to the back of Vegeta sucking at his neck and letting his hands roam over both bodies. Ignoring his sons presence completely Vegeta focused in on himself and Goku.


You need him


Knowing the voice was talking about Goku Vegeta shook his head causing a bead of sweat to trail down the side of his face. "Thi-," He paused to wet his dry throat. "He is not what I need." Getting his voice back and regaining his senses he began to protest. "I don't need or want any of this!" His sexually prone alter only laughed. The images began to swirl before his eyes and that familair pain began throbbing in his head.


Outside of this nightmare Trunks had come back to check on his father before going to bed. "Dad, you awake?" He spoke just loudly enough to be heard if the man was awake. Going into the room he saw Vegeta sit up with a start as if being thrown from a dream. "Father?" He went in closing the door just enough for a small strip of light to get through without aggrivating Vegeta's eyes. Going over to the bed he sat at the corner and looked his father over. He was flushed and sweaty, his eyes glazed and lost as he focused in on the person sitting in front of him. He saw his son or Vegeta's son to be exact perched on the corner of the bed wearing nothing but pajama pants and smelling like water and mountain fresh soap. His hair was still slightly damp from a poor towel dry and he wore an innocent expression of concern. A slow smirk crept on Vegeta's mouth and he moved from under the tossled sheets and blanket and with a cat like grace and swiftenss he grabbed Trunks by both arms and threw him down on the matress.


"Huh! Hey what are you-" His words were cut of by Vegeta's mouth planting itself over his own. The older man straddled his hips, muscular thighs keeping his legs from struggling. Vegeta held Trunks' hands in place over his head and forced his mouth on his again. 'What the hell is going on? Why is he doing this?' Trunks tried to make sense of what was going on while fighting off his fathers advances at the same time. 'He must be caught up in whatever he'd been dreaming about and he's not fully awake yet. Of course, so what do I do?' Vegeta began grinding himself against Trunks and with the smell of his father's essence in the air and the forceful push of his bulging manhood, it wasn't long before Trunks was taken over by the lust himself. 'Alright if this will help him I'll let it happen. There's a good chance he won't remember it anyway.'


Letting go of Trunks's hands Vegeta reached inside the boys loose pants and grabbed at his forming erection helping it along. "Ah!" As soon as he'd made the sound Trunks snapped his mouth shut to hold back anymore. 'This isn't right I shouldn't be enjoying this.' Despite his words his back arched at the touch and his hips bucked forward with want. Removing his hand Vegeta happily complied by sliding the boys pants down his waist and sitting up just enough to pull down his own. Not waiting he climbed back on top of the teen and began grinding their erections together. Trunks was unwantingly enjoying the feel at first until the man began to push too hard. The pain broke the boy out of his trance and he realized what was going on.


"Dad, stop." He used his hands to try and push the man off but the difference in weight and power, despite Vegeta's height was obvious and the man didn't budge. Trunks knew it was time to wake him up out of this twisted dream when Vegeta stopped grinding into him and aimed his erection at his- "Dad get off! You're hurting me."


For whatever reason the words shot through Vegeta like a bullet, recalling having said the same thing once before. A memory came to him of being held down on the floor and hands touching him, poking at him and burrowing their way inside of his young body. Snapping out of it he jumped off of his son and away from the bed. He glanced around confused and panting his eyes barely focused on Trunks who was scrambling to pull his pants up and sit himself up. Unknowingly he pulled his own pants up while moving towards the window and jumping out of it right through the glass.


"Dad!" Not being able to move yet, still in shock himself, Trunks only stared through the broken glass as his father flew off. Shaking his head he got up on shaky legs and ran out into the hall and into his own bedroom snatching the phone up and calling Goku.


"Yeah?" His voice answered in question at who could be calling at a time like this, he was shocked to find out that it wasn't Gohan but Trunks on the other end.Breathing heavily from having run down the hall Trunks rushed out his words hoping the other understood and didn't ask questions. "My dad's gone. He- he ran off and I couldn't follow- but you have to... bring him back. I can-"


"Don't worry Trunks I'll find him." Even if he couldn't really understand the message clearly Goku got the general idea dropping the phone on the floor he was already out the door.

After hearing Goku's response Trunks sat heavily on his bed and fell back with a hand over his eyes, he groaned loudly. "What's going on with you dad?"