Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The History of Kalika ❯ Connect the Dots ( Chapter 18 )

The History of Kalika

Author's Note:

Hi guys, I'm still here. Did you miss me? I know I suck.

I still don't own Dragonball Z and I have finally come to the tragic conclusion that I never will. Woe is me! *pouts*

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Connect the Dots

He thought about how it was that he ended up here in the first place. You know, from the very beginning. He and Goten had been the best of friends ever since they had laid eyes on each other. It had been as if it were in their blood. Demi Saiyans it would seem were just meant to always stick together.

Things hadn't changed much over the years. Goten was still the free spirited one. The one that always suggested the silly things to do. The things that on other normal person would even think were possible. And Trunks had always been the calm level headed one with the carefully thought out plans to compliment Goten's ideas of chaos and destruction.

They'd been through a lot together. Winning martial arts tournaments, learning and mastering the fusion, fighting Majin Buu, even dying and being brought back. And it had taken all this for him to finally realize that there was no point in ever considering anyone else to love but his best friend. Yep, their relationship had never been boring. Something that Trunks was sure Goten was happy about. In fact, the boy was quite positive that his boyfriend was grinning at this very moment.

The light caress of his love's hands set shock waves of heat throughout the demi Saiyan's body. He arched up into the touch causing his dark haired worshiper to buck wildly against him. Trunks lunged forward and claimed the other teenager's mouth with is own. He lapped hungrily at the moist cavern. He had never had a sweet tooth, but Goten had changed that. His beloved's scent and flavor was that of the sugary frosting of a birthday cake and Trunks just could not get enough of it.

The purple tressed youth licked and tasted every inch of flushed skin that he could reach. Goten's skin much paler than his and so very smooth.

Goten tried his best to keep the both of them from falling from there perch on the couch. The younger boy let out a surprised giggle when his hungry lover reached a particularly ticklish spot.

"Trunks!" He gasped in protest, but the other teen would have none of it.

Goten was surprised yet again by the sound of the blue eyed prince's sudden growl. He giggled in response.

"Trunks, calm down." He laughed. "I'm not going anywhere."

But that was not what had the demi prince behaving so oddly. His sensitive nose had picked up another scent amongst he and his koi's. It was much different from Goten's sweet smell and even his flowery scent. (Goten had always said the he smelled like lilacs and lavender. Both conveniently purple.) This scent was more along the lines of coffee and vanilla.

Gohan.

He had finally made it home. It had taken him long enough.

"Oh, for Dende's sake!" A tired but familiar voice groaned. "Couldn't you two have done this at home?"

Goten grinned wide and sat up straddling his pale haired boyfriend.

"Yeah, but Mom might have walked in. Plus, its way more fun to see that expression on your face."

Trunks grimaced and chanced a look up at the older Demi. Gohan just looked back and gave a weary sigh.

"It's a good thing Pan's not here." He said taking a seat in the recliner next to Trunks and Goten's love nest.

"Yeah, I noticed that." His younger brother said finally climbing off of his boyfriend. "Where is the little whippersnapper anyway?"

"I took her over to Capsule Corp." Gohan replied. "I thought that she could use some company that wasn't depressing for a change."

"What a coincidence, Mom sent us over to invite you guys to dinner."

"Yeah," The young professor sighed. "She tried her best to convince me to stay, but I thought I'd come make sure you guys weren't defiling my home."

"Oh well," Goten said with a mischievous grin. "The important thing is that you tried."

The elder only offered a grunt in response.

"So." Trunks finally spoke up. "How are…things?"

Gohan gave a small half smile.

"As good as can be expected." The Demi muttered. "Oh, and not to mention the fact that Videl has gone missing."

"Missing?" Goten asked, still straightening his clothes.

"Yes, missing." He continued. "I talked to her father. It would seem that she ran off on a romantic getaway with that guy she was seeing…Andrew."

The raven haired professor nearly growled the name.

"Oh." Trunks said quietly. "That sucks."

"Hn." Gohan scoffed. "Not as much as you would think."

A gleam flashed just behind the youngest Son's eyes and he suppressed a full on grin.

"You know big brother," Goten began. "I think I know just the thing to get you back on track."

Gohan raised a charcoal colored brow in query.

"That being?" He finally asked.

"Since you insist on staying here…away from the unending support of your beloved family…" He said glancing over at Trunks. "And friends. I think that maybe me and Trunks-kun should move in here. Y'know…to help you with Pan…and things."

Gohan eyed his brother wryly. And Trunks just shook his head in amazement. The youngest Demi had always been a bit on the crafty side. It made Gohan wonder were in the hell he had gotten the trait. His father wasn't much good at it. And Kami forbidden that his mother didn't just scream and demand anything that she had ever wanted. There was however himself. Though actually, he had never had much need for the art form really.

He thought it over briefly. It might be nice to live with his little brother again. Though, he when he had finally moved out with Videl it had only been next door. It was amazing how much of a distance that had actually put between he and his little bro.

"Alright." The elder sibling finally replied. "It might not be so bad to have some help with Pan. Dende knows that I haven't been much fun lately. Besides, she adores Trunks."

"Hey!" Goten crowed. "She likes her Uncle Goten well enough too!"

Trunks grinned. "Yeah, sure she does."

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She arranged the cans of vegetables according to their contents. Corn goes with corn and peas went with peas. She would have much preferred him to have fresh vegetables but they always went bad before he ever got around to cooking them.

She narrowed her eyes. He was getting careless. Didn't he know that she counted every can? He hadn't even used one since her last visit. She shook her pretty blonde head and scoffed. She didn't say anything right away. She would finish putting up her dear brother's groceries and then go and find out just exactly what he thought he was trying to pull.

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The mouth watering aroma wafted up his sensitive Saiyan nose. The Prince reminded him self of one of the many other things that Kakarot was better at doing than him.

After many attempts at talking (that mostly consisted of uh's and well's) the taller one had given up and declared that he was starving and that they should go hunting. They had stumbled upon a deer easily enough. It didn't take two full blooded Saiyans to catch a stupid deer.

Now a two tailed dell on Sonaris-sei was another story all together. Vegeta smiled briefly at the memory of Raditz and Nappa trying to catch one of those on a long forgotten purging mission. Ah, those had been the days. He was sure that Raditz would have greatly benefited from the healing properties of one of Kakarot's beloved Senzu beans.

Upon reaching agreement that Kakarot should be the one to catch their meal, Vegeta decided to sit back and enjoy the show. And what show it had been. That show of course leading to this amusing scenario…

"Vegeta…it's not that funny." The large one pouted.

"But it was!" The prince said in barely contained hysterics. "Don't you see me laughing?!"

This was the second time that Goku had had the privilege of seeing the prince like this. And the more he witnessed it the more he found it oddly reassuring. It brought a smile to the taller Saiyan's face. He was glad that he was able to cause Vegeta to engage in such a carefree act.

The slight prince was doubled over in laughter and with every look he dared to chance at his comrade his laughter only increased. Goku looked down at himself and grinned. He actually was a sight to see. He was covered in mud and leaves and various sized twigs stuck out from the odd spikes of his now dirt caked hair. He was definitely going to need a bath after this fiasco.

Finally, Vegeta was able to regain his composure. And he was now able to take a real good look at the other Saiyan. Goku noticed the strange look that the prince was giving him. The other man's large grin had softened into an expression he could not quite place.

The flame haired Saiyan's visage was tinged red from his previous exertions and a thin layer of tears were still attached to his cocoa colored orbs. It was at that moment that Vegeta realized something. It might have been because of his currently blurry gaze, but it was uncanny just how much that man looked like his older brother.

"Kakarot," The chestnut haired prince finally uttered. "It might be in your best interest, as well as mine…" He added sniffing the air. "If you cleaned up a bit before lunch."

"Uh…" Goku said smiling goofily and scratching the back of his head. "Yeah maybe you're right Geta! You'll take care of the food while I'm gone right?"

"Of course." The Ouji replied with a grin. "Now hurry up!"

Goku smiled in response and headed off towards the river that he knew was not far from the spot.

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One big toe dipped hesitantly into the water and was quickly withdrawn. Yep. Definitely cold. Goku let out a disappointed sigh. He didn't know what he had really expected…this river was always cold. No matter what the season. He looked down at himself again and begrudgingly came to the decision. What was with him anyway? Was he getting soft in his old age? When he was younger he wouldn't have thought twice about diving head first into a freezing body of water.

He sighed and took a few steps back before taking off towards the bubbling waterway at full speed. Faster than a normal human eye could catch he launched him self into the air with a sort of clumsy grace and created quite a splash in his wake.

The chilly water bit at his skin and succeeded in stealing the breath from his lungs. He broke through the under water barrier gasping for air.

"Wow," He shuttered. "That really is cold!"

He shook loose the water, twigs and other such things from his midnight colored tresses. Making his usual do all the messier; the unruly spikes continued to fight for life under the weight of the water. The still fully clothed Saiyan began to kick his feet slowly and began to spin around in tightly compacted circles. His arms were stretched out at his sides as he hummed to himself quietly. From up above he fancied that he resembled some weird sort of humanoid washing machine.

He stopped suddenly and just floated there on his back. He stared up at the sky in his infinite child like curiosity. And he thought…like he always did and could at times like these.

He was free. Goku felt like he had when he was a little boy. He felt nothing of 'the empty shell of a man' feeling that had been his just hours ago.

Chichi had turned him loose. Hmm…well…he didn't feel so bad about that anymore. His boys were grown. It wasn't like they had reacted badly to the fact that their parents weren't together anymore. They had their own lives to worry about. Hell, Gohan was dealing with the disillusion of his own marriage.

Yep. He was free. He really didn't have any responsibilities anymore. So, what else was there to think about?

Oh…there was of course…Vegeta.

He'd actually kissed Vegeta.

He didn't know how he felt about that exactly. He knew that lately (this being in Goku speak, the past few years) new feelings toward the other man had begun seeping to the surface.

He had always had a lingering affection for the other man. He remembered the sensation…the slightest fleeting feeling of happiness when he'd returned after the Namek excursion and found that Vegeta had been wished back. He had never been sure why it was that he reacted in such an odd way. Though, over the years he had come up with numerous excuses.

"He's the last of my kind.

He's the best sparring partner I've ever had.

He's not like any of my other friends…"

None of those ever seemed to really fit. Goku gave a tired sigh not noticing his silent descent into the river water.

"I kissed him though…and it was…nice…"

Hell, it would seem that Chichi was right after all.

He was so lost in thought that he hadn't even realized that he'd climbed out of the river. Hadn't even noticed that he gotten out of his wet clothes. Was also totally oblivious to the fact that he'd landed them out to dry in the sun and was currently very nude…

The more he thought about it the more appealing this little adventure started to sound. I mean, really he had done just about everything there was to do on Earth…not to mention some others. Why not this?

Yeah, this was a good thing…right? He'd accepted this as just something that would have happened anyway.

"Yeah, that right Goku!" He cheered himself on. "You want to…fuck…the prince!"

He frowned at the thought. It didn't sound totally right.

"Hmm…" He pondered. "Maybe he should be the one doing the fucking."

"As much as I'd love to at this exact moment." A voice interrupted. "I am entirely too weak with hunger to be any good at it."

Goku's eyes widened in surprise and he sprung to his feet.

"Vegeta?!"

Oh yeah…he was naked…heh…

The prince raised and interested brow in the younger man's direction. He eyes instantly falling to below Goku's waist.

"Kakarot." He said with a slightly evil smirk.

It would seem that even cold water couldn't hinder a Saiyan on a mission.

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She found him around back chopping wood. He had been building onto his little cabin. It looked to be at least two new rooms. Was he expecting company or something? Maybe he was planning on starting a bed and breakfast. With all the food he'd wasted he could feed an army.

"Seventeen?" She said in her usual impassive tone.

He turned away from his task long enough to acknowledge her and then set back to work.

"What on Earth are you doing?" She asked.

He looked up at her confused.

"Well Eighteen it would seem that I am chopping wood." The darker haired sibling said dryly. "I tend to do that…a lot. You know lumberjacking and all."

She was not amused.

"You know very well what I mean." The former android replied. Her tone finally giving way to her emotions. "You're acting stranger than usual."

He chuckled and finally ceased his incessant chopping.

"I know what you've been keeping from me." Eighteen said coolly. "You lied to me. You know how I hate that."

Number Seventeen actually grimaced at his sister's tone. He'd figured that she find him out eventually. He wondered briefly why it was that he hadn't just told her in the first place. He'd even told the Namek. That she was definitely not going to be happy about. He turned to her and painted on his most charming grin.

"Eighteen." He said mocking innocence. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Sure." His sister replied unenthusiastically. "You know I was suspicious when I started to notice that the food was lasting longer that usual. You used to eat a little of it at least."

"But when you started building this…whatever it is…Ah, and then there was the Namek. That was the clincher. Now I am positive that you're keeping something from me."

Her brother merely stared at her with narrowed baby blues.

"What exactly are you getting at sister dear?"

"You're expecting company?" She asked innocently.

His almond shaped orbs widening dramatically though only for a millisecond. However, Eighteen was not as out of practice as her brother would have hoped. She had still noticed his momentary slip up.

"And another thing," She said with a superior smirk. "How long did you think that you would be able to fool me into thinking that you had actually made that wish to Shenlong to be human?"

Her twin's expression broke out into a huge grin.

"Not long enough. I suppose." He said with a slight chuckle as he pushed wisps of his jet black hair out of his face. The rest he had tied back into a sloppy ponytail.

"Now my question is," The blonde continued. "What in the hell are you and that damned Namekian planning?"

Just as Seventeen was about to answer her, his attention was suddenly drawn upward.

"Speak of the devil." Eighteen scoffed.

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A/N:

Took me long enough huh? And I am an evil little bitch with the cliffies…I know. But I am a fan of them…plus I need time to think of what going to happen next.

Look out for our favorite Saiyans from the past next chapter as well as a newly revived, newly Saiyaned super villain… And just what the hell is Seventeen and his Namekian friend up to?