Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Gravity Room ❯ Hiking ( Chapter 4 )

“Dammit Kakarot!” Vegeta cursed as a branch flew back and almost hit him in the face. “Stop doing that!”

Goku glanced back at Vegeta, “Doing what?” He asked.

“Letting go of the damn tree branches!” Vegeta glared at him.

Goku smiled and laughed a little, “Sorry.” He continued through the forest.

“Where are we going?” Vegeta asked.

“Um, exploring?” Goku answered, “I think there's a clearing up ahead.”

“Hn.” Vegeta frowned; he didn't see why he was the one following Kakarot. If you asked him, it should have been the other way around.

“Ha! I was right!” Goku exclaimed as he let go of a branch and jumped into the clearing.

“Fuck!” Vegeta cursed as the branch Kakarot had let go of swung back and smacked his right leg. He glared even more at Kakarot as he followed him into the clearing. It was actually a clear spot on the edge of the forest; the other side of the clearing was a cliff that fell about a hundred feet or so above the ground. Vegeta smirked at Goku walked closer to the edge, “Don't get too close,” he said, “or I might just be tempted to push you off.”

Goku turned back around, they had been wandering through the forest for a few hours on uphill terrain. His stomach growled and he asked, “Why don't we eat?”

Vegeta raised a brow but then tossed one of the lunch bags he had been carrying over to Kakarot. He made sure that he was satisfied of where he was going to sit before he sat down and Kakarot sat next to him.

“So Vegeta,” Goku said and continued when Vegeta glanced at him, “How come you decided to hike with me today?”

Vegeta looked out into the distance, “What else was I going to do today?” He asked, “You didn't want to spar.”

“Oh.” Goku said, opening a can of soda and downing it. “Then why not just go home and train?”

“Are you trying to get me to leave?” Vegeta asked.

“No, I was just asking.”

Vegeta let out a breath and said, “I didn't want to go home and train because the woman suggested I do something else with you instead of spar all the time.”

Goku looked a little surprised at Vegeta; he hadn't expected him to answer his question, much less listen to something Bulma had suggested. Goku smiled and watched a few of the clouds float by. “It's relaxing.” He said after a while.

“What is?” Vegeta asked, opening his eyes. He had closed them to enjoy the sun and fresh air.

“The atmosphere.” Goku said and laid back on the grass.

“Hn, you're right for once.” Vegeta said, closing his eyes again.

They both sat in silence for a long time, enjoying the weather and each other's silent company. Though Vegeta would never truly admit it, he liked where he was. He thought about remembering where this clearing was, so that he could use it if he ever wanted to take a nap outside again.

Goku let a lazy smile fall onto his face as he watched more of the clouds float by. Unfortunately for him though, the sky decided to take on a darker shade with rain clouds and the wind decided to pick up. “It's going to rain soon.” He said.

“I know.” Vegeta said. He could already smell the water in the air. It was more like it was going to storm than just rain though.

“We should head back.”

Vegeta looked over at Kakarot, who was still lying in the grass staring up at the sky. “I like the rain.”

Goku smiled, “So do I, but we'll get sick if we stay out in it. Besides, Goten and Trunks will wonder what happened to us.”

“What makes you so sure?” Vegeta asked as he watched Kakarot stand up.

“Goten got really worried one time. We should fly back.” Goku said and picked up the now empty lunchbox Vegeta had tossed him hours ago.

“Fine.” Vegeta said and gathered the lunch bag he had. He followed Kakarot up into the sky just as it was starting to drizzle. They both could see lightening flashing and streaking down in the distance as they traveled back to Goku's house.

They were both pretty wet when they arrived back at the house, as the rain had picked up. Vegeta flared up his ki to dry himself off before he walked inside.

Goku saw this and curiously did the same thing, “I didn't know you could do that.” He said to Vegeta when he went inside.

“It's useful.” Vegeta said and dropped the lunch bag in the kitchen and walked back into the living room.

“Hi dad! Welcome back.” Goten said coming down the stairs with Trunks. He handed Goku a brown bag. “Gohan said to give you those if you got home before he got out of his bath.”

“Oh, thanks.” Goku said taking the bag and putting it on a stand by the door. “Did your mom call while I was gone?” He asked.

“Yes. She said to tell you that everything is fine.”

Goku nodded, he had expected that much.

“She also wanted me to tell you that she already signed me up for school again, so you don't need to do it.” Goten said.

“Okay. So what do you boys feel like eating for dinner?” Goku asked for a change of subject.

“Actually, I was hoping Trunks and I could fix it.” Goten smiled.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, I wanted to fix spaghetti if that was okay with you.”

“Go for it.” Goku said, smiling.

“Yes!” Goten said, “Come on Trunks!” He pulled the other boy into the kitchen.

Vegeta eyed Kakarot skeptically, “Can he cook?”

“A little, Chichi taught him some things, like spaghetti. He likes fixing it.”

“Hn.” Vegeta took a seat on the couch.

“Hey dad,” Trunks came out of the kitchen, “When are we going home?”

“Use your head boy, it's storming outside.” Vegeta said just as thunder sounded.

“So then, after the storm?” Trunks asked.

“Do you want something?” Vegeta asked, “The storm probably won't stop until later tonight, so unless you want to fly in it now, I doubt we'll be leaving until morning.”

“Okay, thank you.” Trunks said, thanking his dad for actually answering his question as well as using a little bit of sarcasm.

“Whatever boy.” Vegeta said. “If you want us to stay, call you mother.”

Trunks smiled, “Okay!” He said and ran back into the kitchen.

Goku smiled, “You're going to stay?” He asked.

“Didn't I just say that?” Vegeta frowned. Great, now Kakarot was probably going to want to do something stupid.

Gohan came down the stairs in his pajamas, he nodded a greeting to Vegeta before he came to sit by Goku, he could hear some voices in the kitchen and he assumed that it was Trunks and Goten. “Did Goten give you the sensu?” He asked his dad.

Goku nodded and smiled before he turned on the TV. He stood up after a while and went up the stairs.

Vegeta watched him for a moment and wondered why he didn't notice the huge box on the coffee table yet.

“Dad!” Trunks called, “Mom wants to talk to you!”

Vegeta scowled and stood up; he walked into the kitchen and took the phone when Trunks handed it to him.

“What?” He asked.

“Are you really going to?” Bulma asked.

“Yes,” Vegeta answered, knowing she was referring to them staying over, “I guess you'll just have to fix those nachos tomorrow instead.”

“I'm glad.” Bulma laughed, “You're actually trying.”

“You made me promise.” Vegeta frowned.

“Right, well I just wanted to confirm it with you. Don't get too carried away.” Bulma said.

“You think I don't know that woman?” Vegeta scowled.

“I wonder who knows more about dating, you or me?” Bulma asked.

“We're not dating!” Vegeta shouted and threw the phone back at Trunks. A small blush was on his face. “Tell you mother to shut up or else she'll find herself in the middle of a sea tomorrow.”

Trunks put the phone to his ear, trying to contain his laughter, “Did you hear that mom?” He asked.

“Yes, sweetie, I did.” Bulma smiled, she just loved to get on Vegeta's nerves. “Well I should be going; I'm still working on that project I showed you. Love you; I'll see you both tomorrow.”

“You too mom, see you.” Trunks said and hung the phone up. There was a small crash heard from above them.

“Keep cooking.” Vegeta said and frowned, he walked back into the living room.

Gohan looked at him curiously and glanced up the stairs, he was sure his dad had knocked over something again, so he decided not to check on it knowing his father would be fine. “Who's not dating?” He asked Vegeta, wondering why he had yelled that.

Vegeta completely ignored him as he walked up the stairs and opened Kakarot's door, not even bothering to knock. “What the hell are you doing?” Vegeta asked.

Goku looked up from the mess he had created on the floor, “Oh, I was trying to remake my bed, but then I slipped and knocked over this.” He motioned to the dresser that was on the floor with all of its contents spilled out.

Vegeta scanned the scene, he smirked; Kakarot had made a fool of himself. He glanced around once more and something caught his eye. “I didn't know you had jeans.” Vegeta said, walking over to the dresser and standing it upright.

“Yeah…” Goku picked up some of the cloths that had fallen out and began folding them, “I bought them a while ago intending to wear them, but I forgot I had them until I moved here. I also have other cloths, but I just like to wear my gi.”

“Hn. Wear them tomorrow.” Vegeta said, wondering how Kakarot would look in the dark blue jeans, you could almost mistake them for black.

Goku gave a small laugh, “And what shirt would I wear with them?”

Vegeta searched the pile for a moment before he found a red short-sleeved shirt. “Wear this red one.” He said, handing the shirt to Kakarot.

Goku smiled, “Okay.” He said, taking the cloths and folding them. He put them on a chair in the room and returned to folding up his mess. He wasn't even going to think on how weird it was for the Prince to pick out some cloths for him to wear. He just decided not to question it.

Vegeta stood against the wall and watched Kakarot put the cloths away. He had expected Kakarot to question him and was kind of glad when he didn't. He watched him finish cleaning up the items that had fallen from atop the dresser and then move over to the bed. “I'll wear my jeans tomorrow too.” He suddenly said.

Goku stopped for a moment a bit surprised but then continued throwing the sheet over the bed. “Do you want to do something tomorrow too?” He asked.

“Like what?” Vegeta asked.

“I don't know…” Goku said, he thought for a moment, if they were going to be wearing regular cloths then that meant that they wouldn't be sparring, and he didn't want to go hiking again... He smiled and swiftly turned around to look at Vegeta, “I know!” He said, “We could go out to lunch together!”

Upon hearing this, Vegeta felt a bit of heat rise to his cheeks, but he raised an eyebrow pretending his face wasn't warm, “Where?” He asked. He was the one who was surprised a bit now that Goku would suggest this. He wondered if Bulma was sending ideas to Kakarot somehow.

“Well, there's this Chinese place…” Goku said and turned back to the bed.

Vegeta's eyes were a bit wider than normal. He wasn't sure if Goku knew, but he loved Chinese food. It was the one foods this planet had that he actually liked enough to eat apart from Bulma's nacho dip stuff and Trix cereal. He nodded his head, “I'll go, just as long as you pay and you don't eat like a pig.”

Goku smiled and sat down on his now made bed, looking over at Vegeta. “Okay. What time do you want to go?”

“Noon.” Vegeta answered. He could almost already see the look on Bulma's face when he would tell her. He frowned though as it would seem like a date, but then, the idea of it being like a date kind of excited him even if he wouldn't show it. He couldn't help the little bit of pink that found its way onto his face though, he scowled at the floor.

Goten appeared in the doorway, a messy apron tied on him. “It's ready dad!” He said, “I had Trunks taste it and he said it was delicious. Gohan said the same thing too.” He smiled brightly.

Goku smiled and got up. He smiled again at Vegeta before he followed his son down the hallway and stairs.

Vegeta looked at Goten and then at Kakarot as he left, he watched him direct a smile at him before he turned his attention to the floor, a new blush spreading across his cheeks. Fuck! He screamed inwardly, wishing he had more control over that. He frowned as he realized this was going to be a longer night than he had thought it would.

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Vegeta rolled around on the bed and wondered why it felt so soft. The mattress had just the right about of squish in it mixed with a good amount of firmness. He wondered for a brief moment where he was, he knew his bed at Capsule Corp. wasn't this comfortable. Oh, right, he remembered. He was in Kakarot's bed.

~Small Flashback~

Vegeta yawned as he sat on the couch. Trunks and Goten had already gone to bed in Goten's room after Kakarot had finally noticed the box on the table and decided to open it. Gohan had gone to bed just a little while after.

“Hey Vegeta,” Goku said, “You can go sleep in my room if you want. I'm sleeping down here.”

Vegeta looked over at Kakarot, trying to see if he was being serious by the dim light of the TV. “Are you joking around?” He asked.

“No.” Goku said, and then added a reason, “You're a Prince right? Princes shouldn't sleep on couches.”

“Hn. Glad you see it my way.” Vegeta smirked and got up. “You sure?” He asked, just to double check.

Goku nodded. “I'll wake you in the morning for breakfast.”

“Whatever.” Vegeta said and walked up to Kakarot's room. He slipped off his armor and set it next to the bed, and then sat down and pulled off his gloves and boots. He laid down on the bed and was surprised by its comfortableness, he crawled under the covers and shifted the pillow. This entire room smells so much like Kakarot. Vegeta thought, but the realized the dumbness of it. It was Kakarot's room; of course it was going to smell like him.

Vegeta turned over in the bed slowly, he was tired. He shifted position only one more time before he fell asleep.

~End Small Flashback~

Vegeta opened his eyes to see the sun shining its rays in threw the window. He was somewhat happy it was another nice day and wondered if it would storm later on like yesterday. He sat up and walked over to Kakarot's bathroom. He used it, and washed his hands and face before walking back into the room. He slipped back on his gloves, boots, and armor before he walked out of the room and downstairs.

Trunks was already awake along with Kakarot, who was fixing breakfast, but it seemed that Gohan and Goten were still asleep. Vegeta smirked at his son and asked, “Are you going to stay here today or come home?”

Trunks turned to his dad and stared at him for a minute wondering if he really just asked that. He didn't answer until Vegeta glared at him, “I told mom I would come home.”

Vegeta nodded and Kakarot turned to them telling them it was done. He left to go wake his sons up. Vegeta searched the cabinets till he found one that had plates in it. It seemed Kakarot had fixed biscuits and gravy for breakfast; he fixed himself a plate before he set it down on the table and fixed himself a glass of milk too. He began to eat and was almost finished before Kakarot came back down. Trunks did the same.

“Is it good?” Goku asked them both.

Trunks nodded fishing the last bite on his plate, “Very.”

“When did you learn to cook?” Vegeta asked instead of answering, also eating his last bite.

“A lot of it I learned on my own, but I watched Chichi sometimes.” Goku smiled.

Vegeta turned to his plate and picked it up as he stood up. He carried it and set it in the sink. Trunks followed his example just as a sleepy looking Goten came in followed by Gohan.

“Good Morning, dad.” They both said as they fixed themselves something to eat.

Vegeta shook his head at them and asked Trunks “You ready to go boy?”

Trunks nodded and made his way to the door to put on the shoes he had taken off.

“Don't forget to change before you come over later, Kakarot.” Vegeta smirked at him.

Goku stared at him dumbly for a moment before he brightened and smiled, “Right.”

Trunks walked back into the kitchen to give everyone a hug before they went to the door.

“Bye `Geta.” Goku smiled and said when they walked out the door, he smiled even more when Vegeta turned around and smirked at him before taking off to the sky.

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They landed back at Capsule Corp. and both headed to Bulma's lab.

Trunks opened the door and exclaimed, “Mom!” when he walked in.

Bulma turned around and smiled at the both of them; she went to hug Trunks before Trunks started to tell her about how much fun he had. Even though the kid was a teenager, and definitely smarter than most, he still had that childish feature of telling his mom about how much fun he had.

Bulma smiled at him and nodded as he talked, he took nearly an hour before he finished. When he was finished she said, “It really does sound like you had fun. Now why don't you go take a shower?”

“I think I'm going to sleep for a couple more hours before I do that.” Trunks smiled and decided to leave the lab.

Bulma shook her head and looked at Vegeta; she could definitely see the happy sparkle in his eye, “Well?” She asked, “Did you have fun too?”

Vegeta smirked, “Oh yes, mother. We even got to color on the walls.”

Bulma smiled and laughed.

“The boy basically covered it all. We went hiking and then back to his house when it started to storm,” Vegeta said.

Bulma nodded and was about to say something when he continued, “And then he asked me out to lunch after he made a fool of himself from knocking over his dresser.”

Bulma looked a bit surprised at this and he smirked at her. “Really?” She asked, “When?”

“When as in what?” He asked.

“What time and day?”

“Today at noon.” Vegeta answered, knowing what she was referring to.

Bulma gave him a big smile, “It's like a date!” She almost shouted.

“It's not a fucking date.” Vegeta said and glared at her, he knew she would say that.

Bulma kept on smiling at him, “Is that all that happened?”

Vegeta glared at her still, “What? Do you want a full fucking report? The only other thing that the boy didn't say was that I slept in his bed while he slept on the couch.”

“Really now?” Bulma asked, “I would have thought that you would have rather slept on the couch.”

“Princes don't sleep on couches.” Vegeta smirked but then frowned and said, “And the boy fucking knows.”

Bulma looked at him confusingly.

“I meant the kid. He was listening when we were talking in the kitchen.”

“Which time?” Bulma asked, knowing he was referring to Trunks and was almost afraid if he had heard them talking the first time about Vegeta's dream.

“The second time.” Vegeta answered.

“Oh, you almost scared me there for a minute. I was going to die if he heard you talking about your dream.”

Vegeta's face reddened a bit, remembering it. “Don't remind me.” He mumbled.

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Don't you think a blushing Vegeta is just cute? :3