Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Why Us? :The CampOut ❯ Wrong Words... ( Chapter 8 )

Disclaimer: I do not, nor ever will own Dragon Ball Z, or any of it's characters. Jen and Christine are based on the author of this FanFic and her best friend.

"Hurry up you guys! I know this perfect spot, right up above the next few ridges at the View Point. It's got the most beautiful view, especially at night," Gohan commented, grinning ear to ear as turned to face the group hiking behind him, jogging in place excitedly. Both girls glanced to one another and smirked with a roll of their eyes.

"Like a kid at Christmas he is," Jen muttered, quickening her pace while adjusting her white visor critically, oddly still finding herself caring about her looks just as much as watching where she's going. Females can multitask, Males can't. This was proven as Krillen tried to fix his own cap's position on his head, to make sure his name printed in bright orange was facing forward. With the problem of juggling two acts, a rock crept up before his feet and caught them sharply, sending him tumbling forward to roll down the small slope of a hill with a wail of pain and shock. Luckily, the energetic Gohan was there to break his fall…

Christine smirked coolly while deliberately stepping over the tangled mess of the two men on the path, neatly fixing Krillen's drastically upset hat with a chuckle. "Better hurry up boys. You don't want a pair of girls beating you to the View Point, do you?" Jen smirked, passing the flustered and fallen boys, using Gohan's head as a sort of lever as she hopped over them to join Christine, both girls moving up the path.

"Oh hell no!" Krillen muttered, scrambling to his feet, which were unfortunately in Gohan's way as he too tried to race after the girls. Needless to say, they didn't get any where fast for some time, battling against each other to get up. Meanwhile, Goku and Goten stood behind them, staring downward blankly. Eventually, the tallest Saiyan carefully picked up his eldest as well as his best friend, holding them up off their feet while glancing curiously between them.

"What's…going on?" Goku asked dumbly, raising an eyebrow. Gohan simply pointed toward the retreating female's backs. Blinking, Goku let them go to watch both fighters race off after Jen and Christine in their improvised race. It was obvious that the girls had already started to run as faint laughing could be heard. Father and youngest son stood with the same blank expressions, tilting their heads and scratching their unruly black hair.

"Kakarrot! Some beings are attempting to walk back here!" Vegeta shouted harshly, directly behind the dumbfounded and confused warrior in front of him. Goku jumped with surprise and looked over his shoulder to his ally and slight rival. More or less, he was Vegeta's rival, not the other way around. Goku chuckled but still didn't seem to realize the reason he was spoke to was to make him move, so the Saiyan Prince sighed aggressively and brushed past him, eyeing Trunks who quickly followed his father.

Goten slid up beside Trunks and the two boys started in on a conversation revolving around who could beat up who: Goku VS Vegeta. Both made equally good points until it became a argument over their own skills against each other. Soon, a time and place was set for the trial of this debate and both raced off ahead of the adults to the View Point where the others were destined. Vegeta merely raised an eyebrow, clearing his throat pointedly causing his son to stop and look at him quickly. A simply narrowing of the eyes with a wicked grin and the trade mark Vegeta grin was mimicked by the young child who nodded knowingly in a sort of silent communication. After the look was passed between them, Trunks hurried along his way after an impatient Goten who hollered out for him to rush. Goku blinked, for the unknown-th time in the past few moments, catching up to a steadily marching Vegeta.

"Uh, Geez Vegeta. You sure are acting strange. Even more strange then usual," Goku muttered quietly, eyeing the shorter man while walking abreast with him. Vegeta set his dark gaze on him and narrowed his eyes threateningly, putting on his `do-you-realize-who-you-are-talking-to?' pose, arms over his chest with an air of superiority. After seeing Goku wasn't really planning on turning his attention to something else, he rolled his eyes dryly and then closed them while continuing to walk along the path after the group.

"Fine… For the sake of humor, I'll oblige you with a conversation. What is it that you believe to be so strange about my behavior now Kakarrot," he asked tiredly, easily stepping over a protruding root without the help of eyesight.

"Well, for one, you actually agreed to come on this hiking trip. You never like to do things with crowds, even with us. So I was a bit curious about that. Plus, this morning, you told Trunks and Goten not to go near the edge of the cliff. Usually you would have pushed them off or something instead of thinking of their safety. Then, just now, you and Trunks, you sort-of had that weird look thing. Are you and Bulma having problems?" Goku said, thinking long and hard before speaking on each new point. Vegeta finally let his eyes snap open and he tripped slightly before stopping, arm held straight at his sides, fists clenched, a large frown on his lips as he glared at Goku.

"What the hell makes you think that?! And it is none of your business about anything like that either! The woman is always one of my `problems'! Why am I even talking to you about this?" he shouted angrily, making Goku shy back with large eyes. Then, he smiled knowingly. "What are you grinning about now Kakarrot?" Vegeta snarled, bristling with anger, even more so at the fact that he actually got a rise out of him, simply giving fuel to Goku's suspicions.

"Oh come on Vegeta. I know you only act nice to people in public when you're mind is other places, and usually the only thing that occupies that much of your time is fighting, or Bulma. Or a mix of both," Goku soothed, beginning to walk and all but dragging an angry and red faced Vegeta along with him by the arm. "You can tell me. Bulma's not real easy to get along with, and neither is ChiChi. She gets weird over tons of stuff."

"Well, your mate is a self proclaimed bi…" he started but he was cut short by a frosty glare from his nemesis. It was a sudden change, from happy, to his hardened stare. The one he adapted when within a deadly battle.

"Alright…finish that sentence Vegeta and I will be forced to attack you," Goku said slowly, making Vegeta blink with shock. Kakarrot? Actually getting aggressive about something? History in the making. "I have heard enough of you insulting ChiChi. You say bad things about her constantly. I bet you wouldn't like me calling Bulma a self centered little whore who only got her position in Capsule Corp. from riding just about every guy in the company," he stated. Well, wasn't that another shocker. At first, udder shock reflected on Vegeta's face. Vegeta was the one acting weird supposedly. How come Goku was seeming so out of character as well?

His jaw hanging a bit, he stared at Goku who glared back with a frown on his usually cheerful face. Did he just say that?! Did Goku, the ever innocent, oblivious and ignorantly good hearted savior of earth just call someone a whore?! Did he just call Vegeta's mate a whore, further more? He just said Bulma, Vegeta's Bulma, had only become such a genius because she was good at sex. No argument on Vegeta's part… He'd give her a company for it, for sure, maybe the entire Vegetsei Capital if it still existed.

After shock had set in, Vegeta's face went red with anger as he grabbed for the taller man's collar, yanked him hard forward, while raising a knee and slamming it into his gut. Easily, Goku simply grabbed hold of the attacker's knee and kept it a small distance from hitting into his stomach. His serious and angry expression dissolved to the cheerful smile as he looked at Vegeta happily. Experiment 1 completed. Vegeta had taken the bait just as suspected. Who ever said Goku couldn't be sneaky?

"Told you, you cared about her," he giggled happily. The Saiyan Prince released him with a push, growling loudly. It was all a little ploy to make it so that he would show some form of wish to defend his wife's name. `That Ketsunoana…' Vegeta thought with a deep feeling of rage and embarrassment.

"I never said I cared a thing about the woman! She is simply my property, and I won't have you insulting what is mine!" he retorted sharply, hurriedly letting his feet fall into a speed walk, as if trying to get away from the prying eyes of his enemy. Oh Kami… he was in for it now. This was serious bragging material. What if the little idiot mentioned it to Bulma?! OH NO!! Goku merely smirked, watching his face twist with torment while easily matching the warrior's pace.

"It's Ok Vegeta. I know you love her! Just tell me what's wrong and maybe I can help," Goku offered happily, offering a hand to his friend, as if in a show of peace. His hand got swatted away with annoyance.

"Oh leave me alone, Kakarrot!" Vegeta cried despairingly, throwing his arms up in the air, as if praying to Kami for relief. Ever since the camp trip had started, he had an itching feeling things were going to get messy and be very painful for him. "Will the torture never stop?!" he added to no one in particular.

"Vegeta! Seriously, I can help! Tellmetellmetellmetellme!" Goku pleaded, bouncing along at his side. Painfully, Vegeta clasped his head in his hands, covering his ears and groaned sadly, almost a sobbing sound. That was it, he was gonna snap before he got out of this stupid forest!

"FINE YOU ANNOYING LITTLE S.O.B.!! You want to know? Huh?! Yes, yes, yes! I am having a big problem, ok?! You happy!" he cried out finally. Goku grinned and stopped hopping up and down, clapping gleefully.

"That's the first step Veg! Now, tell me what's the matter." Vegeta let the nickname slide for the time being, dismally pressing his back against a tree and hanging his head with mental, physical and even emotional exhaustion. Life was so cruel to him, always trying to break him down. And the sad thing was it worked.

"She is simply, as usual, bent on making my life a living hell. She has decided to block all communication off with me. Even the bond. I cannot even sense if she is in danger anymore! How am I supposed to do my job of protecting her if I cannot tell when she needs me?!"

"Well… Being her husband doesn't mean you just need to protect her. There is way more to it than that, you know. You have to show that you actually love her Vegeta."

"That's precisely it," Vegeta muttered. Goku raised an eyebrow forcing him to explain his dilemma. "I am being forced to live in a silent Bulma-less hell, which in my opinion isn't hell at all, until I do a task for her. I would think it was a perfectly wonderful ordeal to have to go without her, but she makes things extremely unbearable when she is angry, especially once I am bonded to her. It becomes…painful without her presence in my mind," Vegeta admitted.

"I know what you mean. ChiChi knows how to do this thing… it like blocks out all of me from her but she can still hit me with every little thing she feels. It's really annoying. But, what does Bulma want you to do?"

"I have to…say `it'."

"Say it? Well you just did, so that's pretty easy."

"NO Kakarrot. Not the word `it'. I have to tell her… Oh for Kami's sake!" Vegeta murmured, hunching over with arms crossed and a huffy pouting scowl on his face.

"Hmm I can see why you have a problem. You can't even say it out loud let alone to her," Goku said blandly, scratching the back of his head. "If you can't say it, I guess I have to figure it out…Um, let me think."

"This should take forever," Vegeta snidely said under his breath. Goku didn't even hear it, his face a mask of comical concentration.

"I think I got it. It's I love you isn't it? Of course you would never say something like that! Even if you do love her. You do love her don't you?" Vegeta stayed silent. Goku bit his lips worriedly. "Well…come on. Just try saying it at least. I love you. You can even say it in separate sentences. I. Love. You. That way it's like you're not even saying it together! I love you!" Goku said hopefully, only to watch Vegeta's gaze become disgusted, then move past him to stare blankly. Goku turned and blinked.

"D…DAD?!" Goten screamed shrilly, his face pale and full of horror. Trunks stood beside him, jaw slack, before turning bitterly to his friend, punching him squarely in the side of the head and sending the little boy tumbling.

"Why is your dad telling my dad he loves him?! Is he like, gay?!" Both father's blinked as their boys attacked one another in a matter of defending their daddy's heterosexuality.

Hah! How can Vegeta not be straight? Well…Bulamc an be a bit butch sometimes, but we all love `em anyway. R&R and enjoy!