A New Life | By : CrimsonTide Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7802 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Yeah, you’re too strong for that.”
Hn. Physical strength didn’t have anything to do with this; it was mental strength that he lacked. Goku always wanted others to be happy, even if the cost was his own happiness. He was always willing to give someone a second, third, or forth chance, even when everyone else was against his decision.
Vegeta was an example.
But ultimately, it seemed as if his own sons were going to side with their mother. That hurt. Gohan had just sat there silently, avoiding his eyes at all costs before he claimed he had a meeting he had to be at. He said he’d call later.
He won’t call.
Shortly after his eldest son left, Goten stood as well. Goku hadn’t even looked up, fully expecting him to leave as well; but to his surprise, the younger Saiyajin actually hugged him, then smiled.
“I believe you. I think Gohan does too, but he just doesn’t want to admit Mother would do such a thing. She kept me closer to her than she did Gohan when he was younger, and I know exactly what she’s really like. Make sure you’re happy, and if you need anything, I always have time for you.”
Goku honestly didn’t know what to say, so he just nodded and watched his youngest son leave before heading home himself.
Goku reached into his pocket and pulled out the key he’d been given, quickly opening the door to Capsule Corp and stepping inside, locking it again behind him. He wasn’t sure how late it was, so he didn’t want to risk waking anyone.
The Saiyajin quietly made his way up the stairs and into his room, shedding his clothes until he remained in only his boxers by the time he reached the bed. He wasted no time as he climbed onto the mattress and burrowed into the sheets, entwining his tail in the silky fabric as his eyes slipped shut.
Goku was nearly asleep when he felt something brush against his thigh. He squirmed in annoyance, but continued to drift off. But then it happened again, only this time the foreign object slid over his arm before wrapping around his bicep tightly.
The Saiyajin’s eyes shot open and he shrieked as he scrambled out of the sheets. “Snake! SNAKE!”
No sooner he fell and hit the floor, the light clicked on, revealing a grinning Vegeta crouched on the bed. Behind him waved a chestnut brown tail.
“Kakarotto, look what grew back while you were gone!” The prince paused for a moment and raised an eyebrow. “Did you just call my tail a snake?”
Goku blinked as he watched the newly re-grown appendage swish back and forth. He couldn’t even get two words out before the older man spoke again.
“A snake?! Snakes are scaly, slimy, and gross! How could you mistake my royal tail for such a creature?! I’m insulted!”
The younger man rubbed the back of his head. “Sorry, Vegeta. But when something grabs my arm like that in bed, your previously non-existent tail isn’t the first thing that comes to mind…”
Vegeta snorted as he grabbed Goku’s wrist and hauled him back onto the bed. The prince put his hands on the younger man’s shoulders and pulled him close until their noses were almost touching.
“Kakarotto, do you know what this means?”
“No, what?”
“..... I was hoping you would know because I have no idea.”
The two Saiyajins sat completely still for several moments and stared at each other before Goku finally cracked and started to laugh.
“Baka! What’s so funny?!” Vegeta snapped.
The younger man took a deep breath to compose himself before speaking. “Sorry, it’s just not often you’re clueless.”
“Clueless?! I’m not clueless; just uninformed!”
“Oh. So that makes you a baka then?” Goku asked with a smirk.
The prince’s tail bristled. “Baka!”
“Yes, baka.”
“No, I’m calling YOU a baka!”
“I know you are, but what am I?” Goku chirped in a sing-song fashion.
“Oh, that’s real mature!” Vegeta huffed.
“Thank you.”
“I’m being sarcastic!”
“Really? Well, being a baka, I wouldn’t understand that.”
“Didn’t think so.”
“I was being sarcastic, Vegeta.”
“Baka!”
“I know you are, but what am I?”
“KAKAROTTO!”
“Ding, ding! That’s right!”
“Argh! You’re so annoying! I could have a better conversation with a rock!” Vegeta shouted.
Goku blinked and tilted his head to the side in thought. “… Have you actually had a conversation with a rock?”
The prince smirked. “I’m pretty sure I am right now.”
“… Wha… HEY! That’s mean!”
“Hn. Baka. Let’s go spar.”
“Ok!”
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Five hours later…
Two very tired and very bruised Saiyajin now lay on the cool, but cracked tile floor of Capsule Corps only gravity chamber, thoroughly exhausted from their spar.
Goku panted as he flipped onto his back and glanced out the small round window to his left. “What time is it?”
Vegeta attempted a shrug from where he was sprawled out on the floor, but failed miserably. “Don’t know, don’t care.”
“It’s hot in here.” Goku whined.
“So go outside.”
“I can’t move.”
“What do you want me to do about it?” the prince snapped.
“Drag me outside?” the younger man asked hopefully, tilting his head just enough so he could see his companion.
“What makes you think I can move?”
Goku smirked as the tip of his tail smacked the floor. “Are you admitting that you can’t?”
In the blink of an eye, Vegeta was straddling Goku and smirking down at him. “You really can’t move at all?”
The younger man’s eyes widened, causing the prince’s smirk to grow. “That answers my question.”
Vegeta lowered himself closer to Goku, obviously going in for a kiss.
“Vegeta!” the younger Saiyajin cried.
The prince pulled back and raised an eyebrow in question.
“You smell.”
Vegeta did an immediate face-plant on the floor. He sat back up and growled. “Well, you don’t exactly smell spring fresh either!”
“So let’s go take a shower then.”
The older man blinked. “Together?”
“Vegeta!”
“What?!”
“Hentai.”
“You were being suggestive!” Vegeta snorted and stood before heading to the door, but he stopped when Goku called after him.
“Vegetaaaa! I seriously can’t move!”
The prince rolled his eyes and turned back to the other Saiyajin. “So you want me to carry you to the showers?”
Goku smiled sweetly. “That would be nice.”
Vegeta’s tail twitched. “And what do I get in return?”
The younger man’s tail mimicked the movements of the prince’s as he thought. “Nakedness.” he finally said.
The older man snorted in amusement. “Nakedness? Is that even a word?”
“It has to be. I just used it.”
“I want to touch too then.”
“Whatever.”
Vegeta smirked as he walked over and gathered the other Saiyajin into his arms. “Just remember this was your idea.”
Goku grinned. “Better hurry. You’re not smelling any better.”
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“Kakarotto, I don’t find this amusing.”
Vegeta frowned as he stood naked under a stream of hot water, staring at Goku, who was indeed in the shower with him, but wearing swimming trunks.
The younger man rubbed shampoo into his hair, grinning triumphantly. “I never said I was gonna be the naked one. As for touching… it’s your body. Knock yourself out.”
Vegeta huffed and came dangerously close to pouting as he snatched the bottle of shampoo from the shelf. “You’re surprisingly cruel, Kakarotto.”
Goku smiled and took the bottle from him, pouring the liquid into his own palm before running his fingers through the prince’s hair. “And you’re surprisingly patient.”
Any frustration Vegeta had been feeling soon melted away as those talented fingers massaged their way through his hair, and he found himself instantly relaxed once more. He purred as the hot water washed away all the dirt and grim worked up by their spar and he inhaled the steam deeply into his lungs.
“I think we should go away for awhile.” Vegeta finally said, turning to face the other Saiyajin.
Goku raised an eyebrow. “Go where?”
The prince shrugged. “Anywhere. Just away.”
The younger man absently washed some suds from his tail before nodding. “Yeah… It’d be nice to get away from everyone for awhile…”
Vegeta spun and turned the water off before sliding open the shower door and stepping out onto the carpet. “Good. Let’s pack.”
Goku nearly fell over at the abrupt statement. “Right now?!”
“Why not? It’s nearly 5 a.m. We’ll leave a note for the woman and be on our way.”
The younger Saiyajin shrugged and followed the prince to their room. “Ok, but I wanna go somewhere warm… And with very few people.”
**TBC**
Heh, bit of silliness here. Only a few chapters left, peeps!! Thank you all so much for your reviews :) Without them, this story probably would have never been completed.
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