Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The History of Kalika ❯ Parallels ( Chapter 12 )

The History of Kalika

Author's Note:

I couldn't do it…I just couldn't do it. Vegeta could not mate Kalika…I have other plans for her. He He.

Ahh, the Raditz thing got a huge response. Never fear my friends I will be explaining his unexpected appearance soon. I think that Raditz deserved much more show time don't you, so this is my way of giving it to him.

And isn't it cool that Cell's in the fic now. I love Cell. In my humble opinion he was the best villain ever. He might surprise you in this fic though. He's not himself …I suppose that's one way of putting it…but you won't be seeing him for a minute.

Hey, why haven't you guys inquired as to why the Namekian Dragon couldn't grant Goku's wish for Kalika? Don't fret, I'm not sure yet myself. But it will be addressed again.

Thanks for all the nice reviews. You guys are so understanding.

I don't own Dragonball Z by the way. And guess what I just found out that the Namek Saga is now only 50 bucks. Yay! *celebration is short lived and thus continues to count pennies*

Warning: This chapter contains Yaoi…run away if that sort of thing bothers you. And those of you who love it, like me…enjoy!

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Parallels

He's staring at him again and nobody is saying a thing about it. The two Saiyans just sat there and listened to their Prince. Now, yes it is true. A sign of having one's undivided attention is to have them look at you, but this was just ridiculous. It wasn't that Kalika was jealous of Goku. Oh, no…not at all. It was just making her extremely uncomfortable. In fact she always felt like that when those two were around each other. The smell, for one, was just unbearable. Poor, Goku…Kalika was sure that the spiky haired Saiyan didn't have a clue. But she knew Vegeta did. But still the Prince said nothing in acknowledgement. Besides, she knew that if she did say something he'd just say to ignore the idiot. But she couldn't.

Because she knew that Goku loved the Prince, even if he didn't know it yet. She also knew that the Prince didn't love her. He just loved the idea of her, the last female Saiyan in existence. The truth is that he loves Kakarot and is just too proud to admit it. Kalika did love him though. But in the end she knew that it would be okay. She knows that it's not like she should, because at night she dreams of Gohan. And she also knows that something is terribly wrong with that, but it's just the way it is. And since these two persist in being idiots, she'll pretend too. And when Prince Vegeta comes to her at night because he smells her, or maybe because it's just him dreaming of the idiot, she won't say a word. She'll just continue to serve her Prince until he gets his shit together.

However, these are matters that can be resolved later. Now was a time that she should be paying attention. As of late, it had become apparent that her father didn't take this journal writing thing as seriously as she would have hoped. Though, the book was brimming with interesting little tidbits of information, the dates were extremely sporadic. They had pretty much been reading the damned thing for two weeks straight. Well, when they weren't sparring, eating, oh and the newest addition to their regime…fucking, her and the Prince that is.

Through the Prince's humorous interpretations of her father's writings Kalika had learned that Sgt. Kilik, formerly of the 23rd Infantry, and his little friend Professor Kazi Ezco had spent over 15 years on the Planet Tamanegi without anything really interesting happening. Kazi had convinced the ingrained soldier in Kilik not to return to the service of the evil Ice-jin Lord Frieza and they had stayed to help the not so intelligent peoples of what Kilik affectionately called the "Idiot Planet".

The young professor had been up to quite a lot since the destruction of Vegeta-sei and had made many needed improvements to the daily life of the simple but kind hearted people. He even had a girlfriend. Kilik had even become a sort of military advisor of the Tamana-jin King. Things had seemingly come to a pretty normal pace for the two wandering Saiyans.

Kalika was happy that her father had seemed to adjust so well under the circumstances but she was still troubled by the fact the journal had yet to mention anything that might explain how she came to be. Obviously, her father had not been in contact with any female Saiyan as far as she could tell he hadn't even dated a Tamana-jin. He just spent most of his time either working or arguing with Professor Ezco. Goku, who had joined her and the Ouji's evening readings, not long after the Gravity Room incident, was even curious. Vegeta on the other hand simply ignored their questions, which had convinced the Hawaiian girl that he knew something that he wasn't sharing.

It was at the beginning of the third week of reading, that things started to get even stranger in the world of Sgt. Kilik formerly of the 23rd Infantry.

******

He was pouting again. He had been doing that for the past two days. Staring out the window, watching the rain fall and pouting. He hadn't been to work. He just stayed in the house, eating everything he could get his hands on, staring out of the window, watching the rain fall, and pouting. He did that when he was sad. Ate that is…it fact he did that when he was happy, mad, indifferent…He pretty much ate all the time, put it that way. Kilik had noticed that among other traits in the past 15 years. Kazi was thirty years old and these quirks of his had yet to go way.

That window was the biggest in the house. It was one of the main reasons why the young scientist had chosen this dwelling for him and his comrade. Most homes in the Northwest district of the capital city of Tamanegi had windows such as these. Still, Kilik knew that the main reason he was living here was the view. From the den window one could see clear to the Bay of Zenbu and get a breathtaking view of the always-turbulent sky. Kazi had always taken pleasure in depressing shit.

"Hey Kid, dinner's done." The taller of the two barked out from the kitchen.

They were barely four years apart in age but Kilik had always called the younger, Kid. It just felt right. At present, however, said elder was slightly miffed when he had yet to receive a response from his eternally childlike companion.

"So, are you going to keep pouting or are you already full from all the junk you've been eating?" Kilik asked after venturing into the Burrow of Sorrow once know as the den.

Puffy red-rimmed eyes stared back at him from the darkening room.

"It's really over this time. She really dumped me, Leek." The amber-eyed doctor sniffed. "Five years and she dumps me like it was nothing."

Kilik gave a pained sigh. He was not good at things like this.

"Kazi…" He gave up before he made things worse.

The young scientist exhaled loudly in response.

"I'm sorry, Kilik, I know you're not good with these kinds of things." He finally said.

The former army Sergeant's shoulders slumped in defeat as he watched his best friend's tail hanging limply to the floor. His smaller than average body curled in on itself, as if trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible. Kilik knew full well what had happened. It had been culminating over the past five years. And it upset him that in all that time he still had not been able to come up with a decent comforting word. The beaten soldier returned to the kitchen to do his own version of pouting…throwing pots around. Kazi turned from the window in surprise and just as he was about to comment on the new noise, Kilik emerged from the kitchen all red and heaving.

"She's a stupid bitch, Kazi!" He erupted. "She's a stupid bitch for not marrying you."

******

"Hello there, Goten. You're looking especially handsome today."

"Oh, Hi Mrs. Briefs. Thanks Mrs. Briefs."

"Oh, come now. You know how I feel about that Mrs. Briefs nonsense…you know you can call me Bunny."

"Oh yeah, sure Mrs. Bunny. Is Trunks home?"

The older woman giggled girlishly.

"He's upstairs. He's been pouting all day." Bunny answered initiating a mock pout before returning to a beaming smile. "See if you can get him to come down, I made you boys a cake. I know how much you boys love my cake."

"Yeah, sure Mrs. Bunny."

And with that the youngest member of the Son household headed to the stairs. He had been able to hear the loud music from a ways away from Capsule Corp with his sharp ears, but the Demi had not been able to tell just what he had been hearing. Trunks usually always listened to his music blaring, but he hardly ever listening to anything as depressing as this.

/I don't love you/

/So why should I compete with other guys?/
/All I know is… my father told me look out/
/"Look out!"/

/I don't want you/
/So why should I compete with other guys?/
/I don't love you, no/
/I think I'll take a long way down from here/
/I think I'll take a long way down/

"He's been listening to that song all day." Bra complained to Goten as he passed the door of the girl's room. "If I have to hear it one more time, I going to go crazy!"

Goten smiled in sympathy at the blue haired little girl.

"Aww, c'mon Bra, your brother's having a rough time right now." The spiky headed teen offered. "Besides Pete Yorn is good music."

The seven year old scoffed at the notion and slammed her bedroom door. Goten gave a halfhearted sigh and continued down the hall towards his best friend's room. He knocked once and turned the knob. It was locked of course. But he was surprised when the door flung open and he was assaulted with the folky rock stylings of Mr. Yorn at full force. He was greeted with a pissed version of the lavender haired Prince of Saiyans.

"Huh, hi Trunks." Goten said a bit stunned. "I was in the neighborhood and I thought that I might stop by."

"Hn." Was the teen's only reply.

"Oh, Good Kami, its worse that I thought!" Goten said placing his head in his hands briefly before breaking into a grin. "You have reverted to 'Getaisms!"

Trunks simply turned and walked back in his room leaving his friend to follow. Goten immediately went to the stereo and turned it down a few notches. The purple haired teen just plopped down on the bed bonelessly.

"So does the whole school know of my shame?" Trunks finally asked.

Goten nodded solemnly.

"Terrica told me." He admitted.

"Gossipy Bitch." Trunks mumbled. "So?" He said his voice suddenly rising to question his friend.

"So what?" Goten asked quietly.

"Why are you here?"

"I've come to see if you want to spar."

******

The last bit had been barely above a whisper.

Kazi just stared. He had never seen Kilik like this…He had always been the calm one. He sighed in exasperation.

"It's not going to work, Kilik." The diminutive scientist said sadly. "The answer to all of my problems is not always violence."

Kilik unleashed a soul clenching growl and charged toward his friend. Kazi didn't even flinch when he was hoisted out of the window seat and thrown roughly against the wall.

"Why are you such a fucking idiot?!" The imposing male yelled.

Kazi's eyes widened in surprise upon seeing the expression on his long time companion's face. The former soldier's face was contorted in what seemed to be anguish. But there was something there flickering just behind the other man's coal black eyes. Something that Kazi may have seen before if he had ever really looked. Kilik dropped him to the floor abruptly. The younger man just sat dumbfounded on the floor of the den. The elder Saiyan had turned his back to him, ashamed of his uncontrolled emotional outburst and mortified at the face that he could not still his wildly lashing tail.

It wasn't that he wasn't used to losing his temper with Kazi, it was just that he had known that he had let it slip. He had hidden it for so long that it had become second nature to the battle hardened Saiyan. He felt for his friend…he felt deeply. He couldn't remember a time when he hadn't. He loved Kazi, with every breath in his body. He had kept it from the other man for so long. Had never even truly admitted it to himself

He couldn't…stupid Saiyan classes. Kazi was born of Second class parents… professionals…a medical doctor and a teacher. He, Sgt. Kilik was nothing but a faceless third class soldier…born to a pair of insignificant third class soldiers…doomed to mate with a insignificant third class soldier. But there weren't anymore third class soldiers…there weren't anymore Saiyans for that matter either. But still, Kilik kept his secret. For the fifteen years the young genius had spent on Vegeta-sei, he had been raised a Second class and he knew nothing of the pitiful mating rituals of the poor. Mating to someone of the same sex was unthinkable to the social betters of Planet Vegeta, unless of course under special circumstances. Kilik was sure that this had been made clear to the boy. Thus, Kilik stood aside, said nothing and pretended to be happy that even on a planet so far away the his young charge had found someone worthy of his class, even higher ranking than he was…Duchess Arkadin of South Bank.

He stood aside and said nothing when he saw the kid's heart broken over and over again by the stupid bitch.

"Eww…keep that thing away from me. Why you insist on keeping that tail of yours I'll never understand."

"Oh, Kazi, you are so strong…I am so glad that I have such a strong Saiyan for a boyfriend."

"You Saiyans…you are so stupid. I see why your planet is no more"

"Oh…Kazi you know I didn't mean it…I was just surprised that's all. Come now, father wants us at the banquette on time."

The Bitch's voice had grated on the larger Saiyan's nerves, with that stupid accent and her stupid mouth. Her stupid pink skin and pink hair…Pink was a fucking sissy color. What did his Kazi need with such a weak woman?

She had belittled he and Kazi's entire race at every turn. But still, he stood by and said nothing. Even we he had heard the Bitch had become engaged to another and still took his friend to bed…he said nothing. She had hurt him so many times and still the kid kept running back…and he said nothing.

And after all this time Kilik had been able to keep his secret and now this… one moment of weakness and everything was out in the open.

It was all that blasted woman's fault. That stupid, selfish, heartless, bitch.

"Kilik?"

The taller Saiyan flinched at the utterance of his own name.

"Yeah, Kid?" He sounded so tired to Kazi's ears.

"Why didn't you ever say anything?" The younger asked quietly. "I mean…It would have made things so much easier."

Kilik felt the smaller man's arms wrap around him and felt Kazi's face pressed against his back. He had to remember to breath and upon doing so he turned to embrace his beloved properly. He began the soothing rocking motion that had always worked and rubbed comforting circles in the younger's back. He had spent many nights consoling his friend, always wanting to do more. The suddenly tired male looked down to the shorter one's amber colored eyes.

"I'm not very hungry anymore." Kazi said quietly. "Can we just go to bed?"

Kilik replied with a smile. "Sure Kid."

******

Shimmering golden hair reverted back to his just as shimmery slate black and Son Goten tried his best to catch his breath. He didn't need to look up to be able to tell that Trunks's hair had also lost its golden hue. He closed his eyes and smiled. He winced slightly at the pain that had caused. He had taken a solid hit to the jaw but that was okay.

Yep, this was all his best buddy needed; a good spar.

He sat up to see if said friend had the same sentiments. He was shocked to find the Demi Prince standing there scowling. Trunks didn't scowl…Vegeta did. What the hell was his problem? His girlfriend had dumped him not tried to kill him.

"You know Goten…"

Trunks's voice had always held a sort of superior tone. Like one of those arrogant intellectuals that thought they knew the answer to everything and that you were a lowly nothing. Goten knew that he never meant to sound that way. He just did. In truth, he'd always found it kinda attractive. But at this moment even the younger Demi coulda been fooled.

"Violence isn't the answer to everything." The Purpled haired teen continued.

"Hmm…" Goten said nonchalantly while getting to his feet… "It always made me feel better." and shrugging his shoulders.

The Son boy watched his friend walk off over to the nearest tree and take a seat, his lavender hued tail lying limply on the ground next to him. He looked so sad. Goten hadn't seen Trunks this miserable since he found out that Vegeta had died fighting Buu. With his hair all mussed and all that dirt caked everywhere, he looked just plain pitiful. Goten felt something tighten in his chest as he watched the blue eyed boy bury his face in his hands.

"Stupid bitch." The inky haired teen mumbled under his breath as he walked over to his friend and took a seat next to him. He was positively not good at these sorts of things.

"Alright, Trunks-kun…" He added leaning lightly against his friend grinning weakly.

Goten reached into his pocket and pulled out his Senzu pouch and popped one into his mouth and offered one to his friend.

"After all this time, she just…" Trunks said after swallowing the bean. "It's just that I thought that I really knew her. I just don't understand."

Goten didn't say anything. There wasn't much left to say. He knew the whole story, Trunks knew he did.

Trunks had been dating Olivia Maru for as long as anybody could remember. It was just a given. Like the first day of spring, and that Christmas was always on the 25th of December. Stuff like that just didn't go around changing on you. So naturally Goten should have been a little more surprised when he heard the news.

In short, Olivia was a bitch. She dumped the Demi Prince because she was going to college in the States and wanted to be free to explore her options. Ha…Yeah, right. She had just wanted to be free to be a whore with all the NYU college boys and girls she could handle without feeling guilty. Yep, Goten had always known that ol' Ollie was a ho. Trunks seemed to be the only one at Orange Star that didn't. The sixteen year old looked up and was surprised by luminous cerulean eyes.

"So why didn't you ever tell me how much of an idiot I was?" The young prince asked.

"Cause I didn't want to hurt you." He replied with a sigh. "I don't know."

The two of them sat there, silently surveying the chaos that they had created in this formerly peaceful clearing.

"I should have known it wouldn't have ever worked." Trunks finally said with a pained sigh. "Do you know that we never even slept together?"

Goten had known, but he had never said anything about the fact.

"I guess I had always kind of known." The lavender Prince continued. "I had never really been that interested in girls anyway."

The darker demi smiled at that. "Me either."

Trunks laughed at the statement. "Really?"

Even after all these years there were still things that they didn't know about each other.

"Uh huh." He said turning to his lifelong friend. "Too much trouble. Complicated as fuck too. They're extremely overrated if you ask me. I can't see how you stood the bitch for so long."

Trunks erupted in untamable laughter at that, ending up on his side with his back facing the other. He stopped abruptly, the tears still prickling his eyes.

"She said that I was a freak." He said eerily quiet. "Said that she had always known. She thought that I spent too much time with you…fighting…called it some kind of freakish alien foreplay. She never seemed to care much that I was half Saiyan before."

Goten's smile faltered. He could smell the tears that had nothing to do with laughter.

"Why didn't I just pick you in the first place?" the older boy asked. "You never made me feel bad about what I was."

The younger boy lay down beside his friend and draped an arm over him.

"It doesn't matter Trunks-kun." He muttered as his tail moved to caress his friend's tear stained cheek. "I would've waited."

Trunks turned and stared into a pair of glimmering black eyes. He could feel the other's warm breath on his face and sighed. The next thing Son Goten felt was his lavender Prince's lips on his.

******

He was rested on his knees at the foot of Kazi's bed, knelling before his chosen love. Kazi tugged at his shirt and pulled it over his head, momentarily obstructing Kilik's view of the young scientist's wonderfully bare alabaster skin. The professor had stripped in the hallway on the way to Kilik's room, much to the soldier's surprise. The spiky haired Saiyan thought that he had been in a dream that was until Kazi bent down and kissed him.

The first one was light and hesitant. As if he thought that Kilik wasn't interested. How could he think such a thing? Kilik had been dreaming of this since he had met the young genius all those 15 years ago. He ran the tip of his tongue across the younger male's bottom lip. He received a bashful smile for his efforts. He knelt between the professor's legs and stared up at the perpetually childlike face. He hadn't changed a bit over the years; he stilled looked 15 years old.

A curtain of silky black hair, recently free from its accustomed ponytail, covered half of the youthful scientist's face. But before the third class soldier could remedy the problem he felt Kazi's small hands raking through his much shorter hair, nails lightly scraping against his scalp. The man trilled low in his throat at the contact before he sprung forward and claimed the other's lips. The soldier's tongue tried explore every inch the younger Saiyan's mouth, unconsciously memorizing the taste.

The few minutes were a blur of limbs and discarded clothes; culminating with Kilik trailing hot wet kisses down the writhing genius's chest and abdomen. He stopped just stop of the thick thatch of hair the lead to his love's groin. Kazi dug thin fingers into his spiky jet black hair.

"Ki-leek!" The paled skinned Saiyan gasped.

The former army sergeant looked up at his beloved with a feral grin of satisfaction. He had dreamed of hearing his name on the other man's lips in such a way.

"Yes?" he asked whilst licking his lips.

"I was an idiot." The professor said looking down at him with an equally primal grin.

"Yes…" He paused briefly to lick the underside of Kazi's twitching erection, the young man bucked wildly at the sensation. "You were."

But the last thing that Kilik wanted to do was tease his new lover. He had wanted to do this for the longest time and he'd be damned if he was going to beat around the bush about this. He took the young genius's length into his mouth and was nearly chocked when the man jerked up off of the bed uncontrollably. Kazi's hips were stilled with the help of two powerful hands. Kilik felt the professor's tail coil around his head like furry crown and he started to hum.

"Ahhh!" Kazi cried.

He could feel the heat coiling in his belly and Professor Ezco wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to hold out. The stuck up bitch, Arkadin had never done anything like this to him. Come to think of it, she had never done anything but lay there and scream like a banshee. He'd wanted to scream, he wanted to writhe and claw at the sheets at least once. Who would have thought that Kilik would have been the one to give this to him?

"Gods…Kilik!"

He wasn't surprised by the rush of hot liquid into his mouth. Kilik had wanted make his little love cum and had no qualms about swallowing every drop of it. He looked up at the panting male and licked every drop of it he'd missed from his swollen lips.

"I knew you'd taste good." He said huskily as he crawled up and lay next to him. He began panting butterfly kisses all over the smaller man's face.

Kazi was too out of breath to say anything, but he was able to nudge the older man onto his back. He draped one leg over the other man's and sat with his knees on either side. He looked down at his intended with a huge grin plastered on his face.

"You bastard." Kazi said breathlessly as he nuzzled Kilik's face. "Now, it's my turn."

Kilik could feel the velvety texture of Kazi's tale teasing his inner thigh. He arched up off of the bed at the sensation.

"You fucking tease." He groaned.

Kazi's only chuckled in response and began rubbing himself against the soldier's impressive erection. His irrepressible tail wrapped around the other's slim waist possessively. He was further amazed at how sexy the smaller male could make spitting into one's hand look. Kilik watched as the scientist's small hand wrapped around him commenced teasing and pulling. The usually stone faced warrior had reverted to twitching and groaning.

"I wasn't teasing." Kazi said as he put his hands flat on Kilik's heaving chest and positioned himself... "You're just entirely too…" and took Kilik all the way into him. "…impatient."

Kilik cried out at the new feeling. He had been with others before meeting the scientist, but none of them had ever felt this good. The heat alone was amazingly intense. He leaned forward and buried his nose in the other man's sweet smelling hair. Kazi smelt so clean and immaculate, all the time, but now the smell was almost over powering. He'd yet to place a name on the odor definitely but it was positively only the Kid's. Kilik ran his hands up and down his lover's lean body and running his finger through the thick course fur of his tail causing the other man to shutter against him. They moved together finding their rhythm and soon the professor cried out in release, followed shortly by his own.

They collapses backwards together onto the bed with Kazi resting securely against him. All that could he heard was the sounds of their breathing. Kilik licked his lips and was surprised at what he found. It was blood. He immediately looked down at his beloved and there on his shoulder Kilik found his mark. He had marked the young scientist in his pleasure filled haze and claimed him as his own. Kazi rested his chin against his chest and just looked at him with a grin.

"It's about time." He said quietly and turned to rest his cheek against him again.

The genius yawned tiredly and a small smile graced his lips as he drifted off to sleep. Kilik didn't say a word he just stared up at the ceiling and hoped that the Kid wouldn't hate him in the morning.

******

Goku was stunned. His mouth was even hanging open. Kalika on the other hand was much more composed. Vegeta just sat there grinning like a lecher.

"Okay." Kalika finally uttered. "That was interesting."

"Uh, Geta?" The large one finally squeaked. "I didn't know guys could do that…together."

"Well, how the hell did you think they did it, baka?" The Prince unnerving grin didn't increase in the least.

"Well, I didn't know that did that at all." Goku said blushing furiously.

"Okay, I'm confused as fuck." Kalika said a little on the stunned side. "If my dad had this thing for Kazi, the how the hell did he have me?"

Vegeta didn't answer, he just shock his head with an amused grin.

Goku, in contrast, who was getting more and more uncomfortable by the minute, just jumped up suddenly rubbing the back of his head and grinning like a fool.

"I…I should go." He said chuckling nervously. "I'm sure ChiChi is wondering where I disappeared to."

"That harpy of yours is always wondering where you disappeared to." The Prince said crossing his arms over his chest. His grin had finally returned to his normal smirk, much to Kalika's relief.

"Well, yeah, but I really should go."

And with that Goku place two fingers to his forehead and was gone in a flash.

"Hmm…" Kalika said breaking the silence. "He really has no idea does he?"

"Ha…" Vegeta said getting to his feet and dusting himself off. "You're one to talk."

"Huh?"

"Nothing, girl!" he replied. And just as suddenly, that lecherous grin was back. "So…"

Kalika rolled her eyes and sighed.

******

In a few short moments the two teens had reverted to a mass of tangled limps, clothing and heavy breathing. Trunks grinded his hips mindlessly into the dark eyed boy beneath him, Goten just laid there grinning up at him like an idiot. Or perhaps he was the idiot.

"You might want me to take my pants off first, Trunks." The younger boy said, huge smile still in tact. "It's a lot easier that way."

Trunks blushed ever more than his flushed skin had been before and laughed nervously.

"Give me a break here, Goten." He began. "It's not like I've ever done this before."

"Well, I have and believe me it works a lot better that way."

"You…you have?" The lavender haired one asked.

"Well, some one had to know what the hell to do when you finally decided to stop playing hard to get." Goten said playfully. "I mean after we hit puberty and it became painfully obvious that you were in total denial."

"You little shit." Trunks chuckled.

"Now, less talk, more action." The impatient youth replied.

Trunks silenced his best friend with a passionate kiss and gave him one last affection filled look before moving down to unbutton the boy's pants. Goten could tell that his blue eyed playmate was nervous; he couldn't even get an ordinary pair of jeans undone.

"Here." Goten said getting up and doing the deed for him.

The younger demi quickly shucked his pants and underwear, divested his friend of the same offending clothing and grabbed the collar of the other's shirt promptly yanking him down on top of him.

"Now, no more teasing." He continued. "I've waited along time for this."

Goten then nipped affectionately at the older boy's nose. Trunks, in turn, looked down at his friend with a stunned expression.

"I…" He sputtered; the fact that Goten was current rubbing his newly freed arousal against his painfully neglected one was not helping matters. "What…do I…"

He hated admitting to the Son boy the there was something that he, Trunks Vegeta Briefs the Smartest Teen in the World, had no clue of how to do.

The apparently smarter boy sighed dramatically. "These."

Goten took the hand that was not currently holding the boy up and proceeded to take two of said hands fingers into his mouth, coating them liberally with his very own salvia. Normally, the ingrained rich boy in Trunks would have caused him to groan in disgust, but at this moment he found himself watching in lust clouded awe.

"Here." The younger teenager said completing his direction by placing the properly lubricated fingers at his entrance.

Trunks eyes widened in response to the new information.

"Where did you where did you think that you'd be putting it?" The charcoal haired hybrid asked with a lurid grin.

The prince silenced his friend with by pushing fingers into the immensely tight opening. Goten gasped and shuttered as apparently Trunks had found a more sensitive spot.

"Kami!" Goten cried as he arched up off of the ground. "Do that again."

Trunks obliged the boy. The daring youth had decided to take a more audacious approach had had added another finger and proceed to stretch and prepare his new lover. He felt the other boy's ebony colored tail wrap around his thigh tightly.

"Goten." He gasped and half begged.

He smiled at the strained sound of his name on Trunks lips. He could tell that the Briefs boy was getting anxious. He maneuvered himself so that tip of the other boy's erection was pressed at his entrance.

"Careful." He whispered into the purple haired Demi's ear.

Trunks nodded in reply, biting down on his bottom lip as he eased himself into Goten impossibly tight heat. His tail thumped noisily behind him. It was painfully slow going. He was a seventeen year old virgin Saiyan…it was taking everything in him not to just ram himself all the way into the sweating, wonderfully smelling body under him. Goten was becoming frustrated as well with the leisurely pace his friend was setting and let loose an aggravated sigh.

"Okay, so you were careful." He growled. "Now come on!"

And with that Goten wrapped his legs around the young prince, digging his hells into Trunks's thighs and pulled him inside of him completely.

"Ahhhh…fuck…Goten!" The amethyst haired teen cried out.

He was buried to the hilt in that same impossibly tight heat. He could feel the muscles tightening and relaxing around him. Goten confirmed the sentiment with a grin that took up half his face.

"Now." He said through gritted teeth. "MOVE DAMMIT!"

Trunks found it funny that for Goten to be the uke in this he was asserting quite a bit of authority…but it was in a good way of course. He began thrusting into the incredible heat of his dark eyed lover. He buried his face in his friend shoulder and cried out. Goten's eyes were rolling into the back of his head as Trunks surprisingly hit his prostate over and over again with expert aim. He repaid the extremely enjoyable gestures with one of his own, he stroke his lover tail in a similar motion. Running his nails down the length of it and massaging it at the base. Trunks unleashed a ragged cry in response and began to thrust harder. Goten smiled in appreciation.

"Tru-nks!" He moaned as he gripped lavender strands hard enough to cause pain.

The other boy looked up with glazed baby blues and a confused expression, which was reinforced by the drool coming out of the side of his mouth. He was adorable.

"I'm feeling a little neglected here." The ebony maned teen complained.

"Oh…*gasp*…Yeah…*growl*…Kami 230;*whine*…sorry." Trunks wrapped his hand around Goten previously ignored erection and began stroking it in time with is unimpeded thrusts.

The grip on his hair tightened even more.

"Tru-nks!" Goten whined rather loudly.

"Whaa-t!" Trunks whined in reply.

"Kuso!" He said in between pants. "I'm…"

Goten's thought was interrupted by Trunks's soul shattering howl and the feeling of be filling with something hot and squishy. The sated boy continued to thrust erratically a couple more times until Goten answered with a howl of his own upon his completion.

They didn't seem to mind the sticky mess between them. They were too tired and happy to care.

"Whoa." Trunks said breathlessly as he finally found the strength to separate from his new love. He'd have to tell him that pretty soon.

"Violence might not be the answer to everything," The dark haired boy said while trying to catch his breath. "But sex sure the hell is."

And at that Trunks erupted in a roar of laughter.

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Author's Note:

Now, wasn't that fun! Okay, so when the hell did this become a song fic, you ask? I apologize; I tried to fight it, but for some reason it became necessary to include this song. Although, I hate song fics with a passion…I do however love this song. It's Pete Yorn by the way and it's called "Long Way Down". I find myself playing it over and over again too.

Yay! Yaoi! My first attempt at guy on guy action. Geez, that was a challenge. But it was so much fun! I twist more soap operatic tales in the next chapter with Gohan, Goku and ChiChi (where the hell has she been all this time) and Bulma.

And yes I am getting around to Cell but not in the next chapter. He, he.

Oh, and I have a joke for you…I heard it somewhere…I can't remember but here it is.

How many Dragonball Z characters does it take to screw in a light bulb?

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One, but it takes four episodes. Ha! (I Know)