Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Gravity Room ❯ Housewarming Gift ( Chapter 3 )

Goku smiled over at Gohan, “You want to go swim in the river?” He asked. They had been sitting here in the living room trying to think of ideas of things to do for the past hour.

 

Gohan shrugged and then stretched out on the couch a question coming to mind when he did so, “You could tell me how you got the money to buy this furniture.”

 

“Oh, that's easy.” Goku said, “It's just what I have from fighting in the tournaments.”

 

“Oh.” Gohan said. “How much do you have?”

 

“Well, Chichi had almost blown a fuse when I gave her a card to use the money. She said that I was even richer than her dad…so I don't know if that means anything or not.” Goku scratched the back of his head, “When I think about it, I guess I do have a lot of money.”

 

“How come you never said anything to me or Goten?” Gohan asked, now interested in the conversation.

 

Goku shrugged, “I didn't see the point. It's just money…”

 

“If I had known, I'd of asked you to buy me lots of things.”

 

“Like I said, it's just money…So, you want to go swim in the river?”

 

Gohan yawned and turned his back to face his dad, “No, I think I'll take a nap. You can go if you want though.”

 

“Okay, I'll be back in a little bit.” Goku said, reaching to put on his boots.

 

“Take a towel with you.” Gohan mumbled.

 

Goku smiled, grabbing a towel like his son said and taking off to go to the river. He stretched when he reached it and walked closer to the edge, he looked around thinking that it looked like a nice place to swim. He set the towel on the ground and pulled off his shirt, feeling the sun warm his skin. He placed his shirt by the towel and slipped off his pants, doing the same with them. He was about to take off his boxers too, but then remembered Gohan saying something about it being indecent to swim naked out in the open (especially when you're an adult), so he left them on before diving in.

 

The water felt cool and refreshing as if flowed past him. He smiled and wondered if Gohan or Goten would want to eat fish tonight. He swam downstream for a while, going under the water and seeing how long he could hold his breath. He was curious to see where the stream ended, but then decided not to as he would probably get distracted by something.

 

He came up to the surface and took in a relaxing breath, he always liked to swim outdoors it made him feel happy and like he was much younger. He wondered where he was for a brief moment and looked around before he spotted someone lying on a hill across the river. At first, he thought something might have happened to the person so he quickly swam over, he didn't bother to shout out to them though. When he got out of the water and reached the person he found that it was Vegeta.

 

Vegeta was lying halfway on his side, letting the sun warm him as he slept. He had a calm and relaxed look on his face.

 

Goku smiled and ventured over more. He had never seen Vegeta sleep before, so he was curious. Vegeta looks peaceful… He thought as he sat down next to the man. He looks so adorable with his hands balled up like that; I wonder why he's sleeping here… Goku reached a hand out, having the urge to touch Vegeta's hair. At first he was shocked by how silky the hair was, it was smooth and seemed to flow right through your fingers, almost like sand did. He ran his hand through it again and was startle for a second at a sudden sound that came from the prince. Goku wasn't sure what it was at first until he ran his hand through for the third time and heard the sound again more clearly. He's…purring. Goku smiled and sat there for a little longer doing the same thing. I wonder what he would do if he woke up now with me doing this, he looks so cute though…I don't want to wake him, he'd definitely get mad, especially with my lack of clothing. Goku frowned and decided he should leave, he didn't want to, but he knew it was for the better.

Goku lent down and smiled again, he wanted to remember Vegeta's sleeping face. He stood up, letting his hand slip out of Vegeta's hair and stood there for a couple of minutes until the purring stopped. He cast another glance at the sleeping Vegeta before he took off and went back to where he left his cloths.

 

Goku stood on the river bank, still clad in his boxers. He watched the fish swim by, not expecting the sudden attack of Goku's hands and the oxygen as it was pulled out of the water. It struggled in the air for a minute or two, flipping everyway it could, trying to break free until it gave up. Goku smiled and decided to catch one more.

 

He scratched his head at the three overly-sized fish he caught, wondering how he would cook them. He decided a fire out back would be best as he carried them home. His mind wondered back to the sleeping Vegeta as he told Gohan that he would gather some firewood and asked if he could collect Goten from Capsule Corp. Gohan took off to get Goten and Goku went to gather the wood. He thought about how Vegeta looked peaceful, like he couldn't even hurt anyone if he wanted too, but Goku knew that was wrong. He froze for a second as he thought about what he had thought earlier, when he thought that Vegeta looked adorable and cute.

 

“Now that's not a normal thought.” He said out loud and dropped the logs on the ground, maybe I should talk to Bulma…

 

Gohan had shown up about then with Goten as neither of them had taken too long and before they knew it, the fish were cooking.

 

“They should be done in about an hour or so.” Goku said, watching the fire. “I need to go talk to Bulma, so do you two mind watching the food?”

 

Gohan nodded, “Of course not, dad.”

 

“Alright, I'll be back.” Goku smiled and took off into the sky. He vaguely wondered if Vegeta was still sleeping.

 

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Vegeta yawned and kept his eyes closed, he felt so warm and cozy in the grass. He wondered why he felt so content with himself. He hadn't really felt this way in a long time. He frowned as he realized he couldn't just keep lying here. He was hungry and needed a shower. He sat up and opened his eyes, surprised to see that the sun was setting.

 

Vegeta sniffed the air as a breeze blew by, that's weird, it smells like Kakarot, he thought and smelled the air again. This time realizing that it was no mistake, it really did smell like Kakarot, along with Earth, water, and the faint smell of something cooking.

 

He looked around, he didn't see Kakarot anywhere. He stretched his senses out, wondering if he could sense him. When he didn't find him within a mile, he frowned. Vegeta stood up and the wind blew harder, causing his hair to move and blow around his face. He smelled Kakarot again and wondered… He brought a hand up and pulled some of his hair forward and smelt it. His eyes widened, his hair had a faint smell of shampoo, Earth, and Kakarot.

 

Vegeta frowned and thought about it for a minute or two. That would have meant that Kakarot would have been there when he was asleep. “Shit!” He cursed and flew up into the air, his cheeks reddened a little bit in embarrassment. He was a bit pissed at himself for falling asleep. The only thing he knew he could do was to tell Bulma, and possibly punch Kakarot in the face the next time he saw him.

 

He scowled the entire time he flew home, when he reached the building he burst through the door.

 

“Woman!” He shouted and wondered through the building, “Where the hell are you?! Kakarot fucking-” He stopped when he opened the door to the kitchen; Bulma was sitting at the table across from a blushing Kakarot.

 

“Oh, hi Vegeta!” Goku said happily.

 

Vegeta growled and tried not to grit his teeth as he felt his cheeks darken a bit.

 

“Goku,” Bulma said, “I think you should go home.”

 

Goku frowned at her but then nodded and stood up, “See you two later.”

 

Vegeta resisted every urge he had to punch Kakarot as he walked by him, when he was sure that he was gone and out of the building he sat down at the table.

 

Bulma smiled.

 

“He saw me sleeping.” Vegeta mumbled.

 

“He thought you were adorable.” Bulma said and watched Vegeta shift in his seat.

 

Vegeta frowned and rested his head on the table, “It's only been a week since we last sparred and I already want to beat the shit out of him again, that fucker.”

 

Bulma stifled at laugh, “You're just embarrassed.”

 

“What was he doing there anyway?” Vegeta asked.

 

“He lives a few miles away, he told me he was swimming.”

 

“Oh.” Vegeta frowned again and sat back up, “What else did he say?” He asked.

 

Bulma blushed a little, not sure if she should tell him or not what they had talked about. Goku hadn't told her not to tell him but… “Um, well, he said that he thought you looked cute and that you were purring when he…”

 

“Touched my hair?” Vegeta finished when she did not. She did an uneasy nod, like it wasn't exactly what he did but close enough, “I know, it smells like him.”

 

Bulma smiled, Vegeta sounded a bit like a girl with her boyfriend's jacket to her, but she would never tell him that.

Vegeta watched her skeptically for a moment before he raised an eyebrow, “Is that all?” He asked.

 

“Well, as long as you're not going to beat him up, I'd say it is.” Bulma said, even though she knew that it wasn't entirely true. Goku and she had talked a little bit more when she asked if he liked him. Of course, Goku said yes because he liked everybody, but she was sure that he knew what she had meant. Goku had blushed, but he didn't reply because Vegeta had come in right then…

 

“I'm still going to beat the shit out of him.” Vegeta smirked, liking the thought.

 

“Well, maybe you should spend some more time with him.” Bulma suggested, but added on when his smirk widened, “Doing other things than just sparring.”

 

Vegeta frowned but thought about it anyway, “What the hell else do you think we can do?”

 

“Not beat each other? Maybe talk? Or go out to lunch together?” Bulma suggested, glad that Vegeta was at least thinking about it.

 

Vegeta glared at her, “We're not dating.”

 

“I know, but you know how he likes food.”

 

Vegeta gave her a disgusted look, “And he eats like a wild animal.”

 

Bulma shook her head, “What if you just hung around him more? It's not that difficult.”

 

“Kakarot is a fucking dumb-ass; he'd think I went crazy if I fucking just started hanging around him.” Vegeta said.

 

Bulma chuckled a little bit at his statement; it didn't make much sense if you thought about it. “So? Just do it little by little.”

 

Vegeta just kept glaring at her.

 

Bulma smiled, another idea coming to her, “Why don't you do something with him tomorrow?”

 

Vegeta didn't say anything.

 

“Just go over to his house, I'll give you the house warming gift I wanted to give him, that way you have a reason to go over. You could just stay for a little while, it's not like you've got anything important to do around here.” She said.

 

Vegeta thought about this for a little while. He could just spend his whole day training, like he normally did, but then maybe… “Fine,” He agreed, “But you have to make nachos and that weird dip stuff tomorrow for dinner and you have to make my breakfast in the morning.”

 

Bulma smiled, glad he agreed. “Deal!” She said and stood up.

 

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Vegeta dangled his feet off of his bed; he was already dressed and ready to go. He had already eaten breakfast and was just waiting for Bulma to finish with the gift so he could go. One would have thought that she had already had it prepared, but he guessed not.

 

He stood up, an idea coming to him. He opened his door and walked down the hallway and stairs to the living room. Bulma was smiling happy at the box in front of her, Trunks was standing next to her smiling too.

 

“Good Vegeta,” She said turning to him, “You came down just in time.”

 

“Hn, whatever.” He said and took the box as she handed it to him. “Come on boy, let's go.” Vegeta said to Trunks as he started to leave the living room.

 

“Huh?” Trunks stated dumbly, staring after his father as he left the living room.

 

“I think he wants you to go with him. Goten will probably be there, you should go.”

 

Trunks smiled and nodded. “Yeah…Dad's been a little strange for the past week though.” Trunks pointed out as he slipped on his shoes.

 

“We can talk about it when you get back if you want, okay?” Bulma offered.

 

Trunks nodded again, “See you later mom!” He said and walked out of the living room.

 

Trunks followed his dad through the air. He never would have told him what he heard the other day, as he was still quite surprised himself. He had accidently found himself listening in on the conversation Goku had with his mom, he meant to stop listening when his dad had come home…but he just couldn't help himself. He had actually wondered if he dreamed up the conversations, but when he found his mom with a house warming gift, he knew he didn't.

 

He smiled as they landed in front of a home he had never seen before. He knew that Goten lived somewhere different because he had told him, but of course he hadn't gone over yet.

 

Vegeta let his son knock on the door, they both heard footsteps and felt Gohan's ki signature before the door opened.

 

Gohan looked a bit surprised when he opened the door, “Um, hey.” He said.

 

“Hi Gohan, is Goten home?” Trunks immediately asked.

 

Gohan nodded and let the two inside, “Hey Vegeta.” He said as they walked into the living room.

 

“Hn.” Was Vegeta's response.

 

“What are you holding?” He asked.

 

“Where's Kakarot? This stupid box is your house warming gift or something.” Vegeta said, shoving the box into Gohan's hands.

 

“I think he's still in bed, I haven't seen him yet this morning.” Gohan set the box down before going up a flight of stairs. “Dad!” He yelled, opening his father's room door.

 

“Go away Gohan.” Goku mumbled from under a mass of blankets, “I'm sleeping.”

 

“Dad…” Gohan slightly whined, “But Vegeta and Trunks are here.”

 

“I don't care, I'm sleeping today.”

 

Gohan frowned, he hated when his dad did this. He would refuse to get out of bed for anything, even eating. The first time his father had done this he had been really worried that something was wrong, but it turned out that he was just being extremely lazy which had surprised him a lot. His dad was never lazy, but now it was just annoying when he wanted to do something. “Dad come on, please?” Gohan begged.

 

“What for?”

 

“Because Vegeta and Trunks are here, I already told you.”

 

“And I said I didn't care.”

 

“Don't you want to show them the new house?”

 

“You or Goten can do it.”

 

“Please.”

“No.”

 

“But-”

 

“I'm sleeping.”

 

“Oh, come on dad!” Gohan huffed.

 

Vegeta smirked, “Move.” He told Gohan and walked over to Kakarot's bed; he stood at the side of the bed and lifted it up. There was a loud thud and an “oof” from the other side. Vegeta set the bed back down and walked around it. “Kakarot, move your ass now. I didn't come here to mess around with your brats.”

 

Goku unburied his head from all the blankets and pillows that had fallen onto him. He glared for a second at Vegeta before he burst out laughing. “No one ever flipped the bed on me!” He said.

 

Vegeta smirked, “Well I did. Now get dressed.”

 

“Why, we going somewhere?” Goku asked, standing up and picking the bedding off the floor and placing it back on the mattress.

 

Vegeta scanned Goku, who was only wearing his boxers. He smirked, “You could stay like that if you wanted, but it wouldn't be appropriate if you wanted to go somewhere.”

 

Gohan tilted his head to the side a bit and watched Vegeta curiously, wondering what he was thinking.

 

“What are you here for anyway?” Goku asked.

 

“Why, got a problem with it?” Vegeta asked.

 

“No, but I-” Goku started.

 

“Good. I'll be downstairs.” Vegeta said and left the room.

 

Goku stared curiously as Vegeta left for a minute before he looked at Gohan who had just about the same look on his face.

 

“He brought a house warming gift.” Gohan said, “I'm going to see what Piccolo is up to if that's okay with you?”

 

“Sure.” Goku said and walked to the bathroom that was conjoined to his room, “Tell him I said hi and tell Vegeta I'll be down in fifteen minutes. Why do you want to see Piccolo?”

 

“Okay,” Gohan nodded, “I've just got something to ask him. Oh, and dad?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I think there's something going on with Vegeta, don't you?” Gohan asked.

 

“No, he seems normal to me. Why?” Goku asked, poking his head out the door to look at his son.

 

“He seemed to be looking at you funny.” Gohan said, but then dismissed it, “Well, I'm going.”

 

“Okay, have fun; bring some sensu back with you.”

 

Gohan nodded and went back downstairs, he found Vegeta in the living room watching Trunks and Goten fight over the remote.

 

“Dad'll be down in fifteen minutes.” He said.

 

Goten stopped struggling with the other side of the black device, “You got him out of bed?” He asked, surprised. He had gone in there earlier to see if Goku would train him some more, but he just refused to move.

 

“Vegeta did. I'll see you guys later.” Gohan shrugged and walked over to the door.

 

“Where are you going?” Goten asked.

 

“To ask Piccolo something,” Gohan replied before he walked out the door.

 

Goten turned his attention back to Trunks and yanked the remote out of his hand in one swift movement. Goten stuck his tongue out at Trunks and asked, “You want to see the rest of the house?”

 

Trunks nodded, “Sure.”

 

Vegeta smirked and grabbed the remote when they left. He wasn't really interested in watching the television so he turned it on and left it. He wandered around the living room and into the kitchen. The house was pretty spacious and there weren't that many things decorating it, and to his surprise the house was clean except for the breakfast dishes that lay in the sink.

 

He wondered what he was going to do with Kakarot; maybe they could train the boys today? He knew Trunks was always eager for Vegeta to train him more often. Vegeta frowned; no, he didn't like that idea. He wandered back into the living room and eyed the box that Bulma had him bring over. He wondered what she had gotten them for a moment before he saw Kakarot walk down the stairs.

 

“Hey.” He said and walked past him into the kitchen, no doubt to get breakfast.

 

Vegeta followed him and after nearly half an hour of watching him eat cereal, he said “Hurry up Kakarot! I want to spar again.”

 

“Sorry.” Goku said in between a bite, “I don't feel like sparring today. Why don't we do something else?”

 

Vegeta raised an eyebrow at him, it wasn't like him to suggest such doing something different, but then he figured that maybe Bulma's idea of them doing something else would be better. “Like what?” He asked.

 

“Hmm…” Goku thought for a long moment, “We could follow Gohan and see what he wanted to ask Piccolo about…”

 

“That's a stupid idea, why don't we just remove all the water from the ocean while we're at it!”

 

Goku frowned for a moment, “We could lay around…l mean I didn't have anything planned for today, except to stay in my bed, so I don't know. This is just like yesterday when Gohan and I were trying to find something to do…”

 

Vegeta took a breath and sat down at the table Kakarot was sitting at, he stared at him for a moment before he asked, “Well what do you like to do?”

 

Goku stared dumbly at Vegeta with the spoon halfway to his mouth. Never in a million years had he thought that Vegeta would ask him what he liked to do. He had to think about it for a moment, “I don't know, fight, train, swim, hike, explore…just about anything. What about you?”

 

Vegeta smirked, “Beat the shit out of you and train to get stronger than you.”

 

“Wow, I didn't know you cared so much about me.” Goku said, sarcasm seeping through his tone.

 

“I didn't know you to crack a joke.”

 

“Something wrong with it?” Goku asked, a smile creeping back onto his face.

 

“You'd be surprised.”

 

“Well?”

 

“Well?” Vegeta asked back, mocking him and smirking still.

 

“Let's go hiking.” Goku said and stood up. He then looked around the kitchen and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Just as soon as I clean up in here.”

 

“Hn. You sound like a woman.” Vegeta said.

 

Goku just smiled and went about doing the dishes. Vegeta decided to pack a lunch for them both just in case they got hungry.

 

“Goten! Trunks!” Goku called, “We're going hiking! Do you want to come?” Goku asked, shouting.

 

Goten came running to the top of the staircase, Trunks behind him, “No.” He said, “That's okay, you two have fun! We'll be here.” Both of the boys smiled widely, as if they were up to something.

 

Vegeta eyed them suspiciously and turned his attention to Trunks, “Boy, if you say anything…” He started to threaten.

 

“About what?” Trunks asked, curiously.

 

Vegeta glared at him, “Don't think I didn't notice you listening in yesterday.”

 

Trunks paled a little bit, “I'm sorry dad, I-” He stopped abruptly, trying to think of something to say.

 

“Hn.” Vegeta put on a face like he didn't care, but on the inside he was starting to worry. “Come here.” He said.

 

Trunks shakily walked down the stairs, thinking he was going to get into trouble. He was led into the kitchen where Vegeta said, “Don't say anything to him, alright?”

 

Trunks blinked, “What?”

 

“You told Kakarot's brat didn't you?”

 

Trunks looked to the floor and nodded his head.

 

Vegeta ran a worried hand through his hair, “Just don't tell Kakarot.” He then glared at his son, he knew he was listening the other day, he could feel that the boy's ki was close. He didn't really think that he might tell Goten, but now he saw that he was wrong.

 

“But-” Trunks shut up on at the look on Vegeta's face. “Yes sir.”

 

“Good.” Vegeta said, walking back into the living room. Trunks immediately ran back up the stairs and stood behind Goten.

 

“Let's go Kakarot.” Vegeta said and left the house.

 

“We'll be back later.” Goku said waving and smiling at the boys before he left.

 

“Trunks…” Goten turned around, “What did Vegeta say to you?”

 

“He told me not to let your father know. So, he knows what I just told you back in your room.”

 

“He wasn't mad?” Goten asked, a little bit surprised.

 

“No, but I think that's the first time I've seen my dad look scared.” Trunks said.

 

“Vegeta? Scared?” Goten asked in disbelief.

 

Trunks nodded, “I don't get why he just doesn't tell him. I mean, Goku was at my house the other day and was talking to mom. I was listening to them too, from what I heard it seems like they both like each other…”

 

“What exactly did they say?” Goten asked, walking back to his room.

 

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Gohan landed on the lookout and looked around until he spotted Mr. Popo watering some of the plants.

 

“Good Morning, Mr. Popo.” Gohan said.

 

“Oh, Gohan! How nice is it to see you again, what brings you here?” Mr. Popo asked, turning around.

 

“I'm here to see Piccolo; do you know where he is?” Gohan asked and smiled.

 

Mr. Popo nodded, “Yes, he's at the river by your house with Goten and Trunks.”

 

Gohan frowned at himself, how could he have missed that? Surly he would have felt Piccolo's ki? He smiled again at Mr. Popo, “Thanks Mr. Popo.” He said.

 

Mr. Popo smiled back, “Anytime, come visit again soon.”

 

Gohan nodded and flew down to Korin's tower, intending on getting the sensu beans his father had asked for. He wondered what Goten and Trunks were doing with Piccolo.