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To Win a Royal Heart	By : kaze Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4568 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 9
- 10
A/N:�� Okay, it�s done! It�s not really as
�edited� as I�d originally planned, but it�s good enough for me for right now
XD� I have a ton of other fics to get
edited, so I�m glad to have TWARH done with. I hope you�ve enjoyed it, whether
you had read the original eons ago, or not! If you liked it, let me know,
yeah?�

�-Kaze� 4-15-2008

Chapter 10

Vegeta�s eyes slowly opened
to stare at the fuzzy strands of carpet below his cheek. He blinked softly,
feeling a continuous soft breeze in his hair and was about to turn to see what
it was when his memory decided to come back to him.

�Oh
Kami�� He whispered, wincing as a burning pain radiated from his backside. He
shifted slightly, making a face as he realized his ass and thighs were covered
with sticky wetness, evidence from his and Goku�s lovemaking earlier. Vegeta
snorted softly as he let his forehead fall back to the floor, his eyes closing.

�Shit.�
He muttered, wondering how he was going to get himself out of this situation
and leave his pride somewhat intact; his thoughts were disrupted as Goku moaned
softly behind him, a strong arm looping itself around his waist and pulling him
close to Goku�s soft, warm flesh.

�You
awake, Vegeta?� Goku�s soft whisper came, the man�s body shifting lightly to
hover over Vegeta�s back, his face lowering to nuzzle into the vertical hair at
the back of the prince�s head. Goku felt the other man sigh, his face still
pressed to the carpet. �He�he doesn�t regret this, does he?� Goku asked
himself, a feeling of dread building inside him.

�Yes,
Baka, I�m awake.� Came Vegeta�s muffled reply; he still didn�t have the balls
to face Goku. What confused him was that he didn�t feel half as ashamed...or
embarrassed�as he thought he should. He felt rather good actually, with a
strange fuzzy warmth in his chest that had literally leaped at the sound of
Goku�s voice. He thought that he may have felt the strange sensation once
before in his life, but couldn�t think of anything that could have possibly
made him feel that way. As soon as the thought left his mind, memories that he
had previously been enlightened of came flooding back to him. His body seemed
to relax even more, his eyes opening to stare at the wall a few feet away.

Yes.
He had felt this before�before Goku had left him in the past. He had loved the
man�.�I still do love him. How could I not?� A frown passed over his
features quickly.

�But�that
wasn�t me! It was, but it wasn�t. Oh hell! That baka has fucked everything up!� He fumed
slightly, but found that he couldn�t be mad at the taller man, who was probably
now worried sick that something was wrong with him. The prince snorted and
rolled his eyes lightly before pushing himself up from the carpet and turning
onto his back. Pain burst through his lower backside, making him gasp lightly
in pain.

�Vegeta?�
Goku asked worriedly at the man�s soft cry, a painful grimace twisting the
handsome prince�s features briefly.

�Do
you think having a large cock shoved up my ass repeatedly would make it feel
good, baka?� Vegeta growled, his face softening only slightly at Goku�s look of
apologetic sorrow. �Baka.� He muttered, ruffling Goku�s mane of wayward ebony
spikes.

Goku
was confused. He wasn�t sure exactly where he stood with Vegeta, and was afraid
to ask. So instead, he simply stared dumbly at the man, waiting for him to
speak again. Vegeta blinked at him, cocking his head to one side. Suddenly
Vegeta burst out laughing, making Goku�s eyes widen with apprehensive surprise.

�Ka..Kakarott�.you�have
the stupidest facial expressions sometimes!� Vegeta laughed, wiping a stray
tear from his eye.� �Baka!�

Goku
frowned. �Can I help it if you confuse the hell out of me, Vegeta?� Goku
growled, rolling away from Vegeta and sitting up. He scowled as his eyes
wandered the room in search of his clothing. Vegeta watched Goku closely,
amusement shining in his eyes.

�My
my�testy, aren�t we?� Vegeta taunted, poking a finger into Goku�s ribcage.

�Knock
it off, Vegeta!� Goku muttered, pushing the offending digit away.

Vegeta
grinned, sitting up, careful not to put too much pressure on his
nether-regions.� �Ooh, yes, we are
testy. Wake up on the wrong side of the floor?� His voice asked sarcastically.
�Hn. You�d think fucking a prince would put you in at least a half decent mood.
After all, I was the one who had his ass reamed, and I�m in a pretty decent
mood myself. Despite the annoying GAPS in my MEMORY.� Vegeta stressed. The gaps
were beginning to annoy him; he figured that he and the younger Vegeta were
pretty much integrated with each other now, and that�s why he was actually
feeling the gaps � he knew there were memories missing; he just couldn�t seem
to dig them up.

He
was more than happy to finally feel like one person again, however; strange
that it wasn�t until he and Goku had made love that he felt�complete. His
eyebrows rose slightly at his silent realization. �Perhaps that was why I
felt split in two�our�my�feelings weren�t on the same level because I hadn�t
been intimate with him yet. Perhaps�perhaps I WAS jealous of my younger self.�
He admitted with a frown. He glanced up suddenly to find Goku staring at him.
As their eyes met, Goku sighed and lowered his.

�I�m
sorry, Vegeta. I didn�t mean to snap at you. I just...I don�t know�.� He let
his last sentence linger as if he didn�t know what to say.

Vegeta
shrugged his shoulders slightly. �Whatever. You�re forgiven, I guess.�

Goku
blinked. He wasn�t expecting that to come from Vegeta�s mouth. He studied
Vegeta for a second, and then remembered something he had said a few minutes
before. �You still don�t have all the memories, Vegeta?�

�No,
Kakarotto, I don�t. There�s huge holes, like there�s things I know should be
there, and they aren�t. As a matter of fact�� He paused, thinking. �I�d be
willing to bet that I�m still missing at least half the memories.� He sighed,
running a hand through his hair. �Let it be known, Kakarotto, that if you EVER
mess with my past again, I will kill you.�

Goku
nodded. �I know�I�m sorry, Vegeta. I had no right��

�No,
you didn�t, baka.� Vegeta interrupted, his tone very matter-of-fact. �But you
did, and there�s no undoing it.�

Goku
was silent for a few moments, then his mouth slowly opened to pose a question.
�Ouji-sama�would�would you undo it if you could?� He asked softly, liquid eyes
rising hesitantly to meet Vegeta�s.

Vegeta
melted at Goku�s formal address, but focused on the question. He wanted to
scream that of course he�d undo it, but Vegeta knew that wasn�t exactly true.
He sighed, frowning. �Kakarotto�I don�t know. I truly don�t.�

Goku�s
eyes fell and he nodded softly, his shoulders slumping. �All right.�

Vegeta
continued frowning, his lips pursing somewhat. �For the record, Kakarotto, I
don�t regret�making love with you; neither in the past nor now. But it�s hard
for me to really comprehend what�s happening, because it�s�these feelings�it�s
never happened to me before, and quite frankly, I never recognized my feelings
for you as�affectionate. Do you understand? I�m used to finding ways to insult
you, not love you. I don�t know how else to explain��

Goku
seemed to brighten considerably at his words, his eyes narrowing slightly in
thought. �I understand, Vegeta. I�I didn�t know if you had feelings for me
before I went back or not. I didn�t even really realize my own feelings for you
until I was in the past, and realized how much I missed you. I knew I always
had�� Goku paused, a deep blush spreading over his cheeks. He was suddenly very
uncomfortable, but he had said too much to turn back. Vegeta was waiting for
him to continue, an amused smirk twitching at his lips. �I always had this
obsession to please you.� Goku continued, his gaze falling into his lap. �I
didn�t want to disappoint you, but it seemed like that�s all I ever did.�

Vegeta
smirked, a low chuckle sounding from his chest. �You were trying to please me,
Kakarotto? And here I thought you were just trying to annoy me�which you�ve
always done well.�� Even Goku laughed at
that. They fell into a companionable silence, both men slightly apprehensive
and questioning about what the future now held for them.

�HEY!�
Goku exclaimed, startling Vegeta out of his thoughts. �I completely forgot!�

Vegeta
frowned. �Forgot what, Kakarotto?�

Goku
was already up and moving towards his clothes, digging around them as if
looking for something. Vegeta frowned as he watched Goku freeze, lifting to
look at something and sighing softly. He turned and walked back to Vegeta,
kneeling in front of him.

�Vegeta?�
Goku asked softly, his eyes glossy as if filled with unshed tears. Vegeta
couldn�t help but look at him suspiciously.

�Yes,
Kakarotto?� He said sarcastically, wishing the man would get to the point, and
quickly. His curiosity was getting the best of him.

�Um�do
you remember giving me something?� Goku asked, his eyebrows rising slightly.

Vegeta
blinked at him, then threw his arms in the air. �Something�as in??? Don�t speak
to me in riddles, BAKA!� He shook his head, upward-swept spikes swaying
slightly. �You and that damned woman�always speaking in riddles�� he grumbled
to himself quietly.

Goku
nodded. Vegeta didn�t remember.

�Ok�well�I�.um�oh
hell�here.� Goku extended his hand, noting with a flush of embarrassment that
his hand was shaking. Vegeta looked at him, then the hand. Slowly he lifted his
own hand, palm up, to rest just under Goku�s. Goku placed the object in his
hand and sat back, waiting for the prince�s reaction.

Vegeta
felt the coolness of the object as it was laid on his palm and immediately
brought it closer for inspection; he gasped, his hand halting in it�s journey,
his eyes wide with shock.

�What?!?!�
He whispered harshly, his eyes resting on the beautiful brooch that lay in his
hand. It was his father�s brooch, to be exact; the royal jewel of the house of
Vegeta. Vegeta�s body began to shake, his eyes filling with tears as he stared,
uncomprehending, at the jewel.

Goku
watched with a certain amount of satisfaction, tears filling his own eyes and
trailing down his cheeks. Vegeta lifted his eyes to look at Goku, his mouth
moving with no sound emitted from it. Finally, with a small whimper, Vegeta
spoke.

�Kakarotto�how�?�
Vegeta asked as he wiped tears from his eyes on the back of his arm.

Goku
was looking at something still nestled in his palm, a ghost of a smile lifting
the corners of his mouth. Vegeta looked, seeing a corner of paper, and
immediately lunged forward, ripping it from the other man�s grasp.

�V..Vegeta!�
Goku gasped, trying to grab it back without success.

Vegeta�s eyes read over the small piece of paper.

Kakarotto,

I
refuse to make a huge fuss over your leaving, though it is killing me inside.
My pride will not allow me to say to you everything that I wish to�I�ve said
much more than I should have already, making a fool of myself in the
process�baka�you have that affect on me, it seems.

You
will be going back to your own time, and I will be forced to wait for you; I
can only imagine what the other Vegeta will think about all this. Here is a
gift to him, from me, as, I have the strangest feeling that if I don�t hand
this over now, he, or�I, will never see it again. I stole it from my father�s
rooms earlier today, and you can guarentee there will be a massive man-hunt for
the thief! They will never find it though, because I will have it�in the
future, that is. Give this to �your� Vegeta; perhaps it will be the last thread
in winning his royal heart, ne? The Gods know you�ve already won mine. Baka.

Prince
Vegeta

Vegeta
stared at the paper in shock. He looked up slowly to watch as lazy tears still
trailed down Goku�s cheeks, his eyes looking off to the side as if deep in
thought. Vegeta blinked. As if a fog had been lifted from his mind, they were
there. All the memories were there. His hand gripped the jewel tightly a
chuckle escaping him.

Goku
looked back at Vegeta just as he began to laugh lightly. He sniffed and
frowned, wondering if Vegeta was laughing at the letter or something else
entirely.

The
prince got on his knees, still looking at the letter, then folded it and handed
it back to Goku. �This is yours, Kakarotto�I wrote it for you. I�I�wanted to
tell you how I felt but couldn�t.� Goku took the letter and then paused at
Vegeta�s words.

�You�you
remember?� Goku asked, confused.

Vegeta
nodded slowly and smirked. �Yes� I remember it all now.�

�Oh��
Goku said softly, nodding and absently rubbing the paper between his thumb and
index finger. He startled as Vegeta�s hand brushed against his cheek, his eyes
springing to meet Vegeta�s in question;�
what he found there made his heart nearly stop. Those black bottomless eyes
that were usually relatively cold, if not frigid, held warmth.

�Kakarotto�
� Vegeta said in a low whispery tone before pressing his lips against Goku�s
softly. Goku sighed, his eyes closing as he moved his lips against Vegeta�s,
returning the delicate kiss. Before long, the kiss was broken, and Vegeta eased
back somewhat, but slid his hands up to rest on Goku�s shoulders, their bodies
only inches apart.

�Kakarotto��
He started again, pausing to swallow hard. �Do you realize how long I�ve waited
for you? Do you know what it was like to wait?� Vegeta asked, his eyes
searching Goku�s. Goku shook his head.

�No,
Vegeta�.� Goku admitted, his breath hitching in his chest as Vegeta�s strong
masculine scent filled his nostrils.

�It
was hell. Hell waiting for you. But I would gladly face hell again if it meant
that I would have the chance�to be with you again�to prove myself to you. I�m
not sorry for everything I�ve done, Kakarotto�and I can�t apologize for who I
am, nor will I ever apologize.� Vegeta paused.

�Kakarotto,
I am still the same man, with the same pride and arrogance that you are always
bitching at me about; none of that has changed, nor will it ever. I have done
many things to upset you, hurt you and others, and will probably do it again;
that�s just me. But know this, Kakarotto.� The hand swept itself across Goku�s
cheek again, stroking it softly, lovingly. �I have always loved you, and always
will, no matter what I say or do.� Vegeta finished, his voice low and soft, his
cheeks flushing crimson.

�Vegeta�.�
Goku said, his eyes wide. He didn�t know what to say. He was speechless. Vegeta
smirked softly, then looked down at the floor, his blush deepening.

�I
have to ask you something, Kakarotto, though it will make me look like a
complete baka. Because of the�the past, I have to ask it��

�Go
ahead, Vegeta.� Goku said with a nod. Vegeta looked up from the floor.

��.are
you proud of me, Kakarotto?� He whispered softly, almost too quiet for Goku to
hear. Goku blinked, wondering if he had heard that right, and wondered why he
would ask such a question. Then it hit him.

Flashback

�I�ll wait for you, Gok�Kakarotto. I�ll work so
hard�and make you proud of me. I want to be as strong as you when we meet
next.�

Goku smiled, his arms slipping
around Vegeta�s waist. �Vegeta�I�ve always been proud of you. Not only when you
are at the same level as me, but in everything you do, you make me proud. If
only you knew how proud I was of you when you fought the androids�Buu�or when
you wished all those people back that you killed while Majin. You are my
prince, Vegeta-sama, that alone I am proud of. It has nothing to do with how
strong you are, you know that it doesn�t matter to me.�

Vegeta nodded and sighed, leaning
forward to rest his forehead against Goku�s chest. �So how does it feel?�

Goku paused, looking down into
the mass of dark spikes that were tickling his chin. �How does what feel,
Vegeta?� Goku asked, confused.

Vegeta snorted. �Baka! How does
it feel to win a royal heart?�

Goku smiled. �It�s like a dream,
Vegeta. I just hope I don�t wake up from it.�

Vegeta snorted again, his
arms wrapping around Goku tightly, that eerie warmth spreading throughout his
body. �Baka.�

**

(This next part was
originally the Lost Chapter, also dubbed the �PWP Epilogue ^_^� )

Goten
smiled and waved as he passed through the doorway, shutting the metal door
softly behind him. He had just been in to see Bulma, who kindly took time out
of her busy schedule to talk about the small time machine she had continued
working on since he and his father had returned from the past; he had been
surprised to realize that it had already been a month since they had returned.

Running
down the hall, his head swiveling behind him periodically to make sure Bulma
wasn�t storming after him, he made his way to Trunks� bedroom and waited
patiently for the pale haired man to return from his day at work. Carefully, he
slipped the small box from his pocket and examined it, thinking back to his
conversation with Bulma.

*

�Now,
Goten, I�ve made it so that we can actually set coordinates for it, isn�t that
exciting?! Of course, we have no real way to test it�well, not a way that�s
particularly safe, anyway.�

�Bulma-san,
I�m sure anything you create works just fine.� Goten had replied, smirking
softly at the flush that spread across the older woman�s cheeks.

�Oh
Goten! You�re so much like your father, you know that?� She asked, reaching
forward to ruffle his hair.

�I hope that
doesn�t mean you want to fuck me, too�� He thought, suddenly very
uncomfortable under the woman�s exuberant gaze. Bulma blinked, then looked back
down at the tiny time machine.

�Anyway,
some day I hope to try it out, but until then, it�s just not safe. Say, I�ve
been meaning to ask, Goten�would you like to come to work for me? I mean,
you�re a pretty smart young man, and it�s about time you started taking care of
yourself.� She smiled and winked. �Kami knows your father will never come and
work for me; he�s too busy working for Earth, huh?�

He
grinned. �Bulma-san, I�d love to work for you.�

�That�s
great, Goten! I�m sure Trunks will be happy about it, too�you two could have
lunch together. Let me go make a few calls, you stay put!�� She said excitedly, jumping up from her
chair and dashing into the next room, where she immediately began blabbing to
someone on the phone.

Grinning,
his hand shot out, scooping the time machine up and into his pocket and ran
from the room, waving and calling out.

�I�ll
be back in a few minutes, Bulma-san!��
He was gone before Bulma even comprehended his words.

*

Goten
looked up from the small device at the sound of footsteps, just in time to
watch Trunks round the corner into his room. Goten slipped the device into his
pocket and grinned at the handsome young man who flashed him one of the
sweetest smiles Goten had ever seen.

�Goten!
What are you doing here so early? You usually
don�t come over until after eight�� Trunks exclaimed as he shut his door behind
him, his hand lifting to loosen his tie and unbutton his stiff dress shirt.
Goten made a face.

�I
don�t see how you can wear clothes like that�Gohan wears them all the time and
they just look so uncomfortable!� Goten said, ignoring Trunks� question.

Trunks
grinned. �Well, lets put it this way,� The shirt and tie were flung across the
room towards the hamper. �If I wasn�t wearing these uncomfortable clothes, I
wouldn�t be stripping for you right now.� Trunks smirked and winked, his hand
slowly sliding down his stomach to unbutton his pants.

Goten
licked his lips, his eyes watching the hand and it�s lazy descent down the twenty-year
old�s muscled body. He and Trunks hadn�t taken their relationship any further
yet, but that was going to change. Real fast.�

�Hn�.Trunks,
as much as I�d love to watch, we�ve got somewhere to go.�

Trunks
sulked. Goten had brushed off his advances for the last few weeks, and he was
beginning to think Goten didn�t want him. Stripping his pants, socks and shoes
off quickly, the slipped a pair of ripped up jeans and a black t-shirt on, then
hurriedly went about putting socks and tennis shoes on. �Ok. So where are we
going, Goten?� Trunks finally asked after his pouting fit.

�It�s
a secret.� Goten said softly. Something in the tone made Trunks turn and look
at the darker haired young man. Goten stood and waited for Trunks to finish
tying his shoes, then stepped closer when he was done.

�Secret,
huh?� Trunks asked, curious.

�Mmhm.
Ready?�

Trunks
frowned slightly, then shrugged. �Sure, Goten, I�m ready. Where�� Trunks� gaze
lowered as Goten began pushing buttons on a small object in his hand, his eyes
widening as he recognized the machine. �Goten, what�� Goten looked up at him with dark eyes, a vicious smirk lifting
his lip before a flash of light enveloped them both. From the doorway, Bulma
gasped as she watched the two men disappear.

�Dammit,
SON GOTEN!� She yelled, fist smacking down on her open palm.

*

Trunks
groaned, moving his body only slightly as he came to, noting the extreme
heaviness in his limbs, not to mention the pounding in his head. �Damn�.� He
muttered, his hand lifting to run through his hair.

�Trunks�are
you ok?� A familiar voice asked. Trunks debated whether to just ignore the
voice, or chance the pain that would surely assault him when he opened his
eyes; curiosity won and his eyes cracked open to focus on the black eyes that
peered at him from above, filled with love and concern.

�Goten?�
He asked weakly, struggling to sit up. Goten leaned down and grabbed his arms,
helping him into a sitting position. �What happened? Why am I on th�� Trunks
froze, his gaze moving around the strange room they were in. He suddenly
remembered the time machine, the flash of light. His head jerked to glare at
Goten. �Goten! What have you done?!�

Goten
grinned at him. �It�s all right, Trunks. We�re here for a little vacation is
all. Welcome to Frieza�s ship.� He laughed as Trunks stared at him as if he had
sprouted an extra head. �Believe me Trunks-kun�you�re going to enjoy yourself.�
He purred, leaning down to drop a kiss on the stunned man�s lips.

Trunks
sighed. �Have I ever told you that you�re an asshole, Goten?� He pursed his
lips at Goten�s eager nod.

�Yep.
Everyday, Trunks-kun!� Was Goten�s happy reply.

�Baka.�

Goten
smirked, lifting his shirt over his head and off of his body, then followed
with the rest of his clothing. Trunks stood and eyed him warily. �Take off your
clothes, Trunks.�

�B..But�where
are we? What kind of room is this?� He asked, his eyes scanning the meager
items in the room; a bed, a dresser, a closet, a small door that he assumed led
to the bathroom, a table and four chairs. On one of the chairs, a large
breastplate sat, and on the table sat a glass jug with what looked like water
inside it. The bed was dressed in blue plain linen, and the one window held no
curtains.

�It�s
a common soldiers room. Now strip.� Goten demanded, his eyes narrowing
slightly. Trunks� eyes widened, his mouth opening for a second before he
thought better of arguing. �All right.� He said with a sigh. This wasn�t how he
had envisioned his first time with Goten. Or at least he was assuming that was what Goten had
planned. But why on Frieza�s ship? And why this time period?

He
froze as Goten stood before him, a pale hand running through Trunks� lavender
strands. �Sorry, Trunks-kun. Just trust me, okay?� He asked with a small
devious smile. Trunks smiled in return and nodded, stripping down to nothing.

Goten
turned and walked towards the small doorway that led to the bathroom and pushed
the door open.

Trunks�
head jerked upwards, panic racing through his system as he suddenly realized
that there was another ki in the room. �Goten, what the f�� He quieted as he
lost his voice, or his will to even speak. In the doorway stood a tall young
man, his gaze piercing as it landed upon him, narrowing to fine slits.

Trunks
gawked at the man, who was easily two feet taller than himself; but then,
perhaps the extreme gravity-defying mass of ebony hair that spiked upwards from
a low widows peak and fell in softer spikes past the man�s knees made him seem
taller than he was; Trunks doubted that, however. A thick brown tail wrapped
itself tightly around his naked waist, just below thick cords of knotted abs;
his eyes scanned the form with awe, noting the tight creamy scarred flesh that
spoke of hundreds of battles won by this man who couldn�t have been any older
than himself.

Scarlet
blotches dotted his cheeks as his eyes quickly skipped over the hefty arousal
nestled between burly thighs, and back up to the man�s face. Those eyes were
still upon him, dark brows angled down in a scowl, a smirk lifting the left
side of the handsome face. �This is the man from Goten�s memories�this is
Raditz!� Trunks thought to himself, his eyes widening further.

Raditz�s
smirk grew, his eyes flickering off of the strange lavender haired boy to focus
on Goten. �Are you sure he doesn�t have something wrong with him, Goten?� He
asked in a droll voice. �He doesn�t seem to know how to breathe without his
mouth gaping open. Is he trying to catch flies? He looks a little daft��

The
voice snapped Trunks out of his daze. �G�Goten�� He mumbled, his eyes still
wide. �What�.what are we doing here?�

Goten
approached Trunks and pressed his naked form against the elder Saiyan. �I
wanted to share something special with you, koi.� He grinned at the look of
shock on Trunks� face as he registered Goten�s motives. He jerked away from
Goten, but only managed to crash into a massive chest belonging to Raditz, who
smirked down at him, his tongue dashing out to lick his lips hungrily. Trunks
whimpered, moving back a step, bumping into Goten.

�Goten,
no, this isn�t right�� He managed to say before arms slipped under his own,
Goten�s hands moving over his sides to his chest.

Nimble
fingers plucked at Trunks� nipples while Goten lowered his face to the side of
Trunks� neck, his tongue moving in long sensual strokes from Trunks� shoulder,
up to the sensitive spot just under his ear. Trunks shivered, his head falling
backwards onto Goten�s shoulder. He then moaned softly as a shadow fell over
him, soft lips claiming his own in a deep kiss.

Trunks�
eyes cracked open to gaze into Raditz�s, feeling slightly detached while the
other man hungrily feasted upon his mouth, their tongues twisting together
passionately. Raditz leaned into him, the man�s erection pressing just under
his ribcage, while Goten lightly thrust his arousal against Trunks� ass. His
right hand hesitated slightly before reaching up to grasp Raditz�s stiff member
and began to stroke it lightly, his left hand lifting higher to cup the back of
Goten�s head.

Goten
literally bathed the lavender haired demi-Saiyan with his tongue, nipping and
sucking as he went, leaving small blood-bruises in his wake. His own hand
slipped down Trunks� chest, maneuvering itself between the two other men to
grab his best friends cock. This wasn�t moving fast enough for Goten. He wanted
more.

Trunks
blinked as the hand was removed from his arousal, the warmth at his back
suddenly gone. Breaking the kiss with Raditz, Trunks� turned slightly to see
Goten moving to the floor, where he leaned back on his elbows, watching the
other two with hooded eyes. Raditz snorted softly and stepped away from
Trunks�. �C�mon, looks like Goten is getting bored�we�ll have to change that,
ne?� Trunks merely nodded, not believing any of this was happening. He trailed
after Raditz who had dropped to the floor, straddling Goten�s hips and kissing
Goten roughly, large hands roaming the muscled form of his best friend.

Trunks
frowned, a familiar swelling building inside him; this had nothing to do with
pleasure, however. This was jealousy. Fists clenched, Trunks struggled with his
anger even as he found he was being disturbingly turned on by the show, which
shouldn�t have surprised him after scanning Goten�s thoughts and finding
himself in the same predicament. But this was different. This was happening
now, and he could do something to stop it.

�He growled, hovering above the two men, ready
to yank Raditz up by his hair before Goten broke the kiss and looked up at
Trunks with smoldering eyes; eyes that burned with a poisonous all-consuming
passion that Trunks had only had the pleasure of seeing when Goten had allowed
him to witness his encounter with Raditz through the memory scan. Now he not
only visually experienced the animalistic quality to Goten, but could also feel
it; it traveled like electricity up Trunks� legs, making him tingle, and in
some places, even go numb. His heart quickened in his chest, his breathing
coming in soft pants. The sexual tension between them filled the room, and even
Raditz began to appear unsure of what was happening.

Trunks
blinked, slowly falling to his knees. �How�how
could he have this kind of power of me�and�and with just one look!� Trunks
wondered unbelievingly; he could not look away from his dark eyed friend, who
had just raised himself to his knees and began crawling towards him, narrow
hips swaying softly. One
step�.two�.three� and Goten was there in front of him, a slender hand
reaching up to clasp the back of his neck, wrenching Trunks down to meet his
heated lips. Their mouths melted together, their kiss long and rough, tongues
wrestling against each other as if they were sparring. Goten pulled away
slightly, tongues lashing out between them, twirling, twisting��Oh Kami, yesssss�this is what I want.
Goten�� Trunks gazed longingly across at Goten as their mouths continued to
duel, Trunks slowly gaining some of his confidence back. He moaned, leaning to
grip Goten�s lower lip between his teeth, yanking on it roughly until the
coppery taste of blood trickled into his mouth.

Twin
growls sounded from Goten and Raditz; Goten from the mix of pleasure and pain,
Raditz from the arousing smell of blood. Heat flooded Trunks� back, but before
he could move his mouth in question, splintering pain streaked down the side of
his head as sharp incisors sank into his earlobe savagely. Blood ran freely
down his neck and shoulder before Raditz began sucking furiously on the wound,
Goten moving in to lap up the scarlet trail from his shoulder up to his ear, a
groan bursting from his throat as he swirled his friends blood around his
tongue, memorizing it�s taste.

Goten
panted lightly against the wet skin at Trunks� neck. �Enough foreplay. Raditz!�
Goten barked as he moved away from Trunks�. Raditz looked up from Trunks� ear,
his lips lingering a moment before he abandoned the silky treat. Goten made a
movement with his hand, something Raditz understood, but Trunks did not. Trunks
was in no condition to voice his suspicions, however; his body literally shook
with need.

Goten
turned to Trunks, a soft smile upon his lips as he pulled the lavender haired
man to his feet, holding him steady. �Trunks-kun�this is where it gets fun.�
Goten whispered, making Trunks shiver, a small whimper escaping his throat as
Goten kissed his lips softly. �You mean so much to me, Trunks-kun�and I love
you�you know that, right?� He continued, the whisper caressing Trunks like
silk.

�Nn�yes�I
know �� Trunks replied softly, his eyes drifting to Raditz who was making
disgusted faces at them.

�Love?
I can�t believe you two are fighters�� Raditz scoffed, shaking his head
lightly. A smile perched itself on his lips as if he were extremely amused by
the scene. �Now, if you two are finished blubbering,� Raditz added, his head
lowering so that his chin rested on his chest, arms folded. �Lets get to it.� He
purred, dark eyes flashing mischievously.

Trunks
found himself shoved face-first into the wall, his hands braced above his head
for stability. Goten purred softly in his ear, hips gyrating against the older
man�s ass. �You ready for this, Trunks-kun?� He half purred, half growled.
Trunks panted in reply, his eyes slamming closed as he felt Goten grab him by
the hips, pulling him ass outwards so that he was bent over. His legs were
spread, widening his stance more. Raditz smirked next to him, then made a comment
to Goten that Trunks� didn�t quite hear; however, shortly after his statement,
Trunks heard Goten fumbling around in a drawer nearby.

Goten
quickly found what he was looking for and returned to Trunks, unscrewing the
cap of the small tube, squeezing plenty of the clear slippery substance onto
his fingers and throwing both the tube and cap behind him. His body was tight
and humming with intense need, his erection hard and stiff as he slowly smeared
some of the slick formula around Trunks� puckered opening.

Trunks
gasped as something cold and slippery touched him, his mouth opening to
protest; At that moment, however, he was forced to look down as Raditz slid
down the wall next to him and moved between Trunks and the wall. . Raditz
looked up at him, and then surveyed his bent form with a smirk. Goten�s fingers
began probing him, and soon he lost all interest in what Raditz was doing as he
concentrated on the pain and discomfort radiating from his backside. �This is nothing compared to what�s going to
happen�Good Kami, this is going to hurt�� He cringed inwardly at his
thoughts. He wouldn�t back down now�he wanted to please Goten, and he was sure
Goten wouldn�t be doing this if Trunks himself wasn�t going to receive pleasure
in return; no�he knew Goten all too well. He relaxed, knowing that though he
may be in pain, he would enjoy himself.

Goten�s
fingers retreated, leaving Trunks feeling strangely empty; he made a soft
noise, his head turning slightly as if trying to look back at Goten. Then
something hard was pressed up against him and a small cry was ripped from his
throat as Goten�s iron cock entered him slowly, tears of pain springing to his
eyes as he fought against his desire to tense up; his eyes opened slightly,
dropping his gaze down into the dark eyes that stared up at him from the floor.

Raditz
watched with morbid curiosity as Trunks� face underwent a series of painful
grimaces. Goten had explained that the boy� ---well�he seemed just a boy, but
according to Goten, this man was actually slightly older than himself-was a
virgin; and this was something Raditz understood, as while he had been on the
giving end of sex many times, his first time on the receiving end had been with
Goten�and it had hurt. His hand
slipped up Trunks� thigh as Goten pulled mostly out and slowly slid back in,
wringing a small whimper from the man above him, his hand moving reassuringly
in soft strokes.

Trunks
swallowed and began to relax as the large hands stroked the front of his
thighs, an odd sense of added security washing over him. Without warning, waves
of pleasure crashed over the lavender haired Saiyan, his mouth dropping and his
eyes snapping wide as Raditz leaned forward and took his erection into his
mouth.

Goten
grinned at Trunks� reaction, knowing what Raditz had done. �This will make it much easier for him� Goten mused, thrusting a
bit harder into his preoccupied friend. There was no sound of protest, no
tensing of muscles, so Goten pushed deeper and faster, settling into a fast yet
easy rhythm, bending his knees and angling himself slightly every now and then
to stroke the sensitive area inside Trunks� body.

Raditz
pressed his mouth down upon the man�s cock, finding his taste strangely exotic
and spicy�and very enticing, though Raditz could only wonder why. He deep
throated the quivering organ, sucking hard and swirling his tongue around the
tip, dipping it along the ridge, then going down on it again deeply. A small
amount of fluid seeped from it�s tip and Raditz licked it off eagerly, grabbing
the narrow hips before him and jerking him forward deep into his throat, then
pushing him back against Goten�s now frantic thrusts.

Trunks
was seeing stars; his cock was engulfed in tight wet heat in front of him, and
he was being filled and pounded into from behind; all pain had disappeared
completely, and he was left in a stupefied delirium, desperate sobs and grunts
being his only means of communication. He heard the wet sounds below him as
Raditz sucked him off rapidly, the man�s rumbling moan vibrating his already
throbbing organ. Goten thrust into him sharply from behind, his constant
moaning filling the room as he neared completion.

�Trunkssss�.�
Goten panted in his ear, slender fingers gripping Trunks� shoulders like a
vise.

Trunks
arched his neck back slightly. �Goten�oh Kami�.harder!� He growled, thrusting
forward into the larger Saiyan�s mouth, then slamming back into Goten. �Oh
fuck�oh fuck�.Goten!!!!!� Trunks screamed, his cock exploding with a quivering
jerk into Raditz�s mouth; seconds later Goten cried out, fingers digging into
Trunks� shoulders and tearing thin lines of skin off down Trunks� back as he
came deeply inside the other demi-Saiyan. Both fell to the floor, or rather,
both fell on top of Raditz, who was wiping thin streams of come from his chin
and neck. He grunted slightly, shifting so that Trunks leaned against his chest
and Goten leaned against Trunks� back.

All
three men were silent with the exception of their heavy breathing as they
recovered from their bout. Goten nuzzled Trunks� back, then noticed the thin
lines of blood he had drawn.

�Oi�sorry,
Trunks-kun. I didn�t mean to hurt your back�� Goten apologized, sitting up.
Trunks followed, sitting up on Raditz�s lap and reaching behind him to finger
one of the long bloody welts; he hissed softly, then shrugged.

�It�s
not too bad. I�m ok.� He turned and smiled.

�Hm.
Good.� Goten replied, then looked around him at Raditz. �Trunks-kun�I think its
Raditz�s turn.�� Goten grinned, moving
up Raditz�s legs and shoving Trunks off the large muscled lap to the side. He
nibbled lightly at Raditz�s neck and Trunks� followed suit on the opposite
side, their tongues licking at his salty sweat slicked skin, teeth nipping as
they both made their way downwards.

Trunks
found his exploration of the large Saiyan�s body quite arousing, as his scent
and taste were nearly intoxicating. He slid his tongue farther down the man�s
body, noting that Goten continued at the same pace; Trunks nuzzled the patch of
stiff dark hair between the man�s thighs before he met his best friend�s fiery
eyes across from him. Goten smirked softly, his eyes casting themselves
downwards to Raditz�s large erection, then back up to meet Trunks� gaze. Trunks
grinned softly, both of them moving simultaneously to shower the phallus with whispery
soft kisses.

Raditz
gasped, his hips jerking slightly as he felt the men touch him softly with
their lips, his eyes opening wide as he watched their mouths open, tongues
darting out across the sensitive ridge, overlapping to not only taste him, but
each other also. Their tongues flickered over his taut flesh, the soft wet
organs battling against one another for the prize. Goten slipped his mouth over
the head, sucking hard while Trunks nibbled his way down the soft underside of
the shaft and back up again. Raditz panted, his fingers digging into the short
fibered carpeting below him, his back arching as Goten took him in deeply and
growled around his aching hardness.

Goten
licked and sucked on Raditz, then spread the man�s legs to fit his body between
them, never slowing in his work; Trunks was pushed out of the way.

Trunks
scowled, about to question Goten when Raditz made a small movement with his
hand, catching Trunks� attention. The man was panting, his eyes barely open,
hips thrusting softly into Goten�s mouth; Trunks gave him a questioning look,
and Raditz lifted his hand once again to point behind Goten. Trunks blinked,
then excitedly crawled behind Goten.

Goten
frowned as he sucked harder, lifting his ass farther in the air, wondering when
Trunks was going to take the hint. Finally, much to Goten�s pleasure, he felt
his friend move behind him, and entered him quickly with a clumsy thrust. He
grunted in pain, his eyes tightening before he busied himself again with
Raditz, soon rocking back against Trunks� hard thrusts with passion filled
whimpers.

Goten
licked and sucked on Raditz, then spread the man�s legs to fit his body between
them, never slowing in his work; Trunks was pushed out of the way.

Trunks
scowled, about to question Goten when Raditz made a small movement with his
hand, catching Trunks� attention. The man was panting, his eyes barely open,
hips thrusting softly into Goten�s mouth; Trunks gave him a questioning look,
and Raditz lifted his hand once again to point behind Goten. Trunks blinked,
then excitedly crawled behind Goten.

Goten
frowned as he sucked harder, lifting his ass farther in the air, wondering when
Trunks was going to take the hint. Finally, much to Goten�s pleasure, he felt
his friend move behind him, and entered him quickly with a clumsy thrust. He
grunted in pain, his eyes tightening before he busied himself again with
Raditz, soon rocking back against Trunks� hard thrusts with passion filled
whimpers.

Once
again, both demi-Saiyans collapsed into a heap of heavily breathing, hot,
sweaty flesh. Goten raised a hand to flick a clump of wet hair from his eyes,
but aside from that, found he couldn�t move; Trunks felt similar, his legs
quaking every time he attempted to move. Finally, he managed to flip himself onto
his back.

�Sugoi��
Trunks breathed softly, shaking his head in disbelief.

*

The
next morning, Trunks and Goten bid Raditz farewell before he left on his newest
mission, to purge a large planet nearby of it�s inhabitants with two other
Saiyans, Vegeta and Nappa. Trunks and Goten slept a few more hours, then
showered and dressed, readying the device for their departure. Goten paused,
turning away from Trunks and walking to the large window, looking out into
space.

�I
just want to get a last look�.hey�wait a minute�� Goten said, his voice
wavering slightly. Trunks frowned, walking up behind him.

�What�s
wrong, Goten? Oh wow! Check out that planet, its atmosphere is blood red!� He
exclaimed, pressing his face against the window for a closer look.

�That�s
Vegeta-sei�.� Goten said absently. �But what I was talking about, is that�� He
pointed at the dot flying towards them from the planet. Trunks narrowed his
eyes, his Saiyan eyesight focusing enough to tell him that it was a being, not
a spacecraft. One with dark hair just like Goku�s and Goten�s, all wild and
spiky.� Suddenly men seemed to be
everywhere, surrounding the ship and then moving into attack the one Saiyan man
that approached them. Trunks jerked his face towards Goten as his friend and
lover let out a choked cry.

�Grandfather!
NO!� Goten shrieked, pounding on the glass with his fist.

�Goten,
careful, you�ll break the damned glass, baka!� Trunks said harshly, grabbing
Goten�s fist. Goten tried to jerk free of Trunks� hold but failed, only managing
to trip them both to the floor.

�Dammit,
Trunks, let me up!� Goten growled.

�Goten,
you tripped me, for crying out loud!� Trunks huffed, standing
unsteadily to his feet and grabbing Goten�s hand to help him up. Just as they
stood, the ship began to shake lightly, the room suddenly filled with an eerie
glow. �What the fuck!?� Trunks muttered, turning towards the window; he gasped
at what he saw.

�No�.�
Goten whispered, tears streaming down his cheeks, his fingers clutching the
window desperately. �No�� Planet
Vegeta was nothing more than an enormous shower of fiery rocks. He spun from
the window, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs. Trunks felt a sob rising in
his own throat as it really sank in; he had just witnessed the end of the
Saiyan people. His people. Goten�s people�.and Goten�s grandfather�had been
trying to protect the planet by himself? He shivered, not understanding.
Stroking Goten�s hair, he pulled the taller man into his embrace and rocked him
slowly.

�I�m
sorry Goten�I didn�t want to see that either�� He whispered. �Lets go home
now.�

Goten
nodded, pulling the device from his pocket. As he had already set the
coordinates, he simply pressed the �unlock� button and then hit the power key.
A familiar flash of light enveloped them, and they were gone.

*

Both
young men were silent as they followed the sound of voices into the Briefs�
kitchen, wet tear trails still snaking down Goten�s cheeks. They paused in the
doorway, out of everyone�s sight.

�I
don�t care what you two do�but I don�t want you setting a bad example for
Trunks! I really don�t know how he would handle this, anyway. And Goku, how do
you think your sons will react, knowing that you�re sleeping with a man�Vegeta
of all people! It�s going to be a big shock!� Bulma�s voice echoed from the
kitchen into the hall.

�Woman,
will you shut up for a minute?!� Vegeta growled. A thud sounded, Trunks assumed
it was Vegeta�s fist hitting the table. �I don�t care what those brats think!
I�m having a hard enough time with my own thoughts on the matter, I don�t need
to be worrying about theirs, too�not that I even care. I do as I please�NO ONE
tells me different!� Vegeta exclaimed, his voice growing louder.

�Aye
yai yai!�lets calm down, guys�� Goku�s voice floated softly from the room.
Trunks looked at Goten questioningly.

�You
don�t think they�re actually�� Trunks began, and then stopped as Goten nodded.

�Oh,
they are. Believe me.� Goten smirked, then sighed, his sadness not forgotten.
�C�mon, lets tell them we�re back.�

The
two stepped into the room unnoticed.

�I
don�t think Goten will have a problem at all. As a matter of fact,� Goku
paused, seeming to get caught up in a memory that made him cringe. �I know
he�ll be ok with it. And Gohan, I don�t think he would�� Goku became silent as
he lifted his eyes to meet Goten�s. �Son!� He exclaimed, his eyes wide.

�Hi
Dad. We�re back.� Goten said with a small smile. Silence descended upon the
room; Goten and Trunks looked upon Goku and Vegeta; Goku had his arms around
Vegeta�s shoulders, and though Vegeta looked slightly annoyed, he wasn�t moving
to shove the taller man off. �So this is
it�it�s official. They�ll be good together; I�ve always thought they were soul
mates, in a weird sort of way.� Goten thought happily.

Bulma,
Goku and Vegeta looked at their sons, who seemed oblivious to the fact that
they were holding hands. Vegeta arched a brow.

�Where
have you been, Trunks?� Vegeta asked evenly, his eyes reflecting nothing he
might be feeling at the moment. �Your mother was worried sick. And you, brat, �
He said, pointing at Goten. �Are a thief. Hand it over. Now, before I break
both of your hands.�

Goten
yelped, letting go of Trunks� hand to dive into his pocket. He pulled the time
machine out and shoved it across the table. �Sorry, Bluma-san, Vegeta-sama.� He
said, lowering his head. It was true�he had stolen it, and that fact made him
cringe.

Vegeta
nodded stiffly, his arm circling around Goku�s waist. �Well, answer me,
Trunks.�

Trunks
frowned slightly. He hated interrogations; why should he and Goten have to
explain themselves to anyone? They were full grown men. He smirked, his eyes
narrowing as he slipped his own arm around Goten. Goten blinked, startled, then
smiled, nuzzling Trunks� neck. �We took a small trip, father. We wanted some
time�alone.� He stated, pulling Goten closer.

Bulma
looked between the four men; one set of Saiyan lovers, one set of demi-Saiyan
lovers. She sighed, rolling her eyes. �I�ll never understand you people!� She
exclaimed before she spun on her heel, time machine in hand. �I�ll be in my
lab.�

Four
sets of eyes watched as Bulma walked out of the room, then settled once again
on each other. Vegeta�s eyes narrowed slightly. �I smell Raditz�.�

Goku�s
eyes widened. �Goten! Not again!� He exclaimed, gawking at his son.

Goten
blinked. �You�you�know about��

Goku
snorted. �You think I�m an idiot? I was outside your door when you were�were��
He motioned with his hand. Vegeta leaned towards him with a smirk.

�Fucking,
Kakarotto?� He offered. Goku flinched visibally.

Goku
sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. �What a strange family we make.�

Vegeta
snickered, his tail curling around Goku�s thigh. �Lets leave the brats and go
spar. I feel the sudden need to�kick your ass�.� Vegeta let his words hang in
the air. Goku looked at him. �Hentai.�

�Who�s
talking?� Vegeta shot back.

Goten
looked to Trunks. �I�m going to be ill, lets get out of here.�

Head
nodding furiously, Trunks agreed. �You don�t have to tell me twice.�

~Owari~
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