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Slash. Au
(Very, Very AU) Probably humor.
Definitely sex. In fact the
title is a reference to sex.
Note: If you
haven’t read Hormone Therapy (YOU SHOULD HAVE) then this might be a bit
confusing for you. It would be in your
best interest to go read it.
& Of course:
I
don’t own DBZ, or all of my deranged fantasies would come true and the show
would be banned from public TV.
~~~~**
Son
Goten, Second Heir to the (no longer existent) Throne of the Planet Vegeta,
wanted little more than to beat his brother black and blue and leave his
bleeding body out where buzzards could come and peck out the juicy parts. But, he thankfully, had gotten a great deal
of his father’s patience. He did not
kill Vegeta, but he wanted to. Because
if he had to listen to that high and mighty bullshit about being a half an hour
older and that making him the rightful Prince, and he was named Vegeta after
their mother because he was the better one and yadda-yadda bullshit, one more
time, he was going to snap. There was
only so many times a sane person could have the same argument before it became
absolutely INSANE.
“Freiza
was not a girl!”
“Yes
she was!”
“Not!”
“Look,”
Vegeta would say, “Was Mom a girl just because he gave birth to us?”
Goten
would roll his eyes. “Technically mom
was both. But everyone knows that he
definitely was mostly male. However,
Freiza was completely male.”
“Was
not.”
Would
that BRAT ever listen to HIM? No, of
course not! He had to be stubborn. Obviously logic did not come with the
humongous brain. Sure, Goten could
rattle off about dimensions and their corralation to each other in the
structuring events of time and all that bullshit, but he didn’t have two cents
of common sense. He didn’t realize that
he if he did manage to get Trunks into his bed the resulting consequences might
be even more dire than Vegeta surmised.
(Not likely.) And even though
the brat had hinted at it more than once, Vegeta was NOT jealous of him. Not for five seconds.
His
little brother (yes, the brat was thirty minutes younger, that made Vegeta the
oldest one) was more loyal than he thought himself to be. An unfortunate side effect of being the son
of the World’s Strongest and the Prince.
Dad was infallibly loyal to whomever he deemed worthy. Mom was loyal to only those that passed
whatever invisible test he judged everyone by.
To date, that was only his mate and Aunt Bulma. (and his kids.) But Goten had never, ever, been in love before. And that blue-eyed twerp had all the makings
of a disaster. Because he was an abused
puppy sort of person, and Goten was a sucker for that. He would fuck the boy, certainly, because
this was Vegeta’s little brother they were talking about and the two of them
had never had a problem getting anyone in the sack. But it was the aftershocks that made Vegeta worry that he would
be stuck in this hell-hole for all of eternity. How was he going to go back to his own time and tell his parents
that he had to leave his twin behind because the brat was attached at the hip
to the twerp?
But
he followed them nonetheless. Watched
the way Goten petted and fawned over Trunks, the way that Trunks didn’t seem to
have a clue, but was giving off all the right signals anyway. Hn.
Probably had something to do with the fact that Goten was full Saiyan
and Trunks was a demi. They would react
to each other well.
Jealous! Vegeta hmphed at the very thought. He didn’t care who his brother slept
with. He didn’t care one bit. But if that lavender-haired Prince wannabe
thought that he was going to take Vegeta’s little brother away, he had another
thing coming. All those years of
training with the best two fighters in history had made Vegeta undoubtedly the
stronger if it came down to a fight between him and Trunks. Goten had been his brother since the very
beginning of their life, and he damned well would remember that you never turn
your back on family, not even for a fine ass.
They
reached the ruined Capsule building, saw Aunt Bulma in her workroom, working on
Trunks’ spaceship, trying to figure out a way to make it more effective—she had
yet to concede to Goten’s law of Universal Anomalies and the Existence of
Bilateral Dimensions. But she would
eventually. Everyone did. When she turned to look at them, she smiled.
“If
it isn’t the troublemakers? Not here to
die, I hope?” Different lady entirely
than their Aunt Bulma.
Goten
shook his head—still with his arm around Trunks—and rubbed his stomach. “Here for food!”
Then,
Vegeta thought, e loe looked at Trunks.
He did sort of care about what happened to him. The wannabe Prince did live a life where he
had to be constantly afraid that he would never be good enough to fight and
defeat the murderers of his whole life.
The only thing he had left was his mother, and there was always the
danger that she would die. He was
fragile, and a whole lot stronger than he seemed. He had gone back in time, saved the future for someone else, and
came back only to realize that all his hard work was worthless. His beloved Master, Gohan, was still
dead. His father was still dead. His world was still ruins.
Having
sex with that kid would be like playing with an inferno.s"> While it could be fun, one wrong word and
Goten could be swallowed by the flames.
Vegeta
huffed. Conceded that he couldn’t
really stop Goten. But he was not going
to be there to pull the idiot back to his feet when he fell down under the
realization that Trunks was never going to be what Goten really wanted. The brat would hav suf suffer through it all
on his own.
~~~***
About
a hundred words short of the desired word count. But it’s okay. I’ll make
up for it next chapter.
<
<
Goten: Yeah,
Sex is coming!
Trunks: Joy for you.
Lil’Geta: I
am not LITTLE or Lil. Or Junior! I am Vegeta. PRINCE of Sai!Goten:
Riiiiiight.
Trunks: I am
so not having sex with you.
Goten:
Riiiight
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