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The History of Kalika	By : jaygoose Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 1718 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The History of Kalika

Author�s Note:

I couldn�t do it�I just
couldn�t do it. Vegeta could not mate Kalika�I have other plans for her. He He.

Ahh, the Raditz thing got a
huge response. Never fear my friends I will be explaining his unexpected
appearance soon. I think that Raditz deserved much more show time don�t you, so
this is my way of giving it to him.

And isn�t it cool that
Cell�s in the fic now. I love Cell. In my humble opinion he was the best
villain ever. He might surprise you in this fic though. He�s not himself �I
suppose that�s one way of putting it�but you won�t be seeing him for a minute.

Hey, why haven�t you guys
inquired as to why the Namekian Dragon couldn�t grant Goku�s wish for Kalika?
Don�t fret, I�m not sure yet myself. But it will be addressed again.

Thanks for all the nice
reviews. You guys are so understanding.

I don�t own Dragonball Z by
the way. And guess what I just found out that the Namek Saga is now only 50
bucks. Yay! *celebration is short lived and thus continues to count pennies*

Warning: This chapter contains Yaoi�run away if that
sort of thing bothers you. And those of you who love it, like me�enjoy!

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Parallels

He�s staring at him again and
nobody is saying a thing about it. The two Saiyans just sat there and listened
to their Prince. Now, yes it is true. A sign of having one�s undivided
attention is to have them look at you, but this was just ridiculous. It wasn�t
that Kalika was jealous of Goku. Oh, no�not at all. It was just making her
extremely uncomfortable. In fact she always felt like that when those two were
around each other. The smell, for one, was just unbearable. Poor, Goku�Kalika
was sure that the spiky haired Saiyan didn�t have a clue. But she knew Vegeta
did. But still the Prince said nothing in acknowledgement. Besides, she knew
that if she did say something he�d just say to ignore the idiot. But she
couldn�t.

Because she knew that Goku
loved the Prince, even if he didn�t know it yet. She also knew that the Prince
didn�t love her. He just loved the idea of her, the last female Saiyan in
existence. The truth is that he loves Kakarot and is just too proud to admit
it. Kalika did love him though. But in the end she knew that it would be okay.
She knows that it�s not like she should, because at night she dreams of Gohan.
And she also knows that something is terribly wrong with that, but it�s just
the way it is. And since these two persist in being idiots, she�ll pretend too.
And when Prince Vegeta comes to her at night because he smells her, or maybe
because it�s just him dreaming of the idiot, she won�t say a word. She�ll just continue to serve her Prince
until he gets his shit together.

However, these are matters
that can be resolved later. Now was a time that she should be paying attention.
As of late, it had become apparent that her father didn�t take this journal
writing thing as seriously as she would have hoped. Though, the book was
brimming with interesting little tidbits of information, the dates were extremely sporadic. They had pretty much
been reading the damned thing for two weeks straight. Well, when they weren�t
sparring, eating, oh and the newest addition to their regime�fucking, her and
the Prince that is.

Through the Prince�s
humorous interpretations of her father�s writings Kalika had learned that Sgt.
Kilik, formerly of the 23^rd Infantry, and his little friend
Professor Kazi Ezco had spent over 15 years on the Planet Tamanegi without
anything really interesting happening. Kazi had convinced the ingrained soldier
in Kilik not to return to the service of the evil Ice-jin Lord Frieza and they
had stayed to help the not so intelligent peoples of what Kilik affectionately
called the �Idiot Planet�.

The young professor had been
up to quite a lot since the destruction of Vegeta-sei and had made many needed
improvements to the daily life of the simple but kind hearted people. He even
had a girlfriend. Kilik had even become a sort of military advisor of the
Tamana-jin King. Things had seemingly come to a pretty normal pace for the two
wandering Saiyans.

Kalika was happy that her
father had seemed to adjust so well under the circumstances but she was still
troubled by the fact the journal had yet to mention anything that might explain
how she came to be. Obviously, her father had not been in contact with any
female Saiyan as far as she could tell he hadn�t even dated a Tamana-jin. He
just spent most of his time either working or arguing with Professor Ezco.
Goku, who had joined her and the Ouji�s evening readings, not long after the
Gravity Room incident, was even curious.
Vegeta on the other hand simply ignored their questions, which had
convinced the Hawaiian girl that he knew something that he wasn�t sharing.

It was at the beginning of
the third week of reading, that things started to get even stranger in the
world of Sgt. Kilik formerly of the 23^rd Infantry.

******

He was pouting again. He had
been doing that for the past two days. Staring out the
window, watching the rain fall and pouting. He hadn�t been to work. He
just stayed in the house, eating everything he could get his hands on, staring
out of the window, watching the rain fall, and pouting. He did that when he was
sad. Ate that is�it fact he did that when he was happy, mad, indifferent�He
pretty much ate all the time, put it that way. Kilik had noticed that among
other traits in the past 15 years. Kazi was thirty years old and these quirks
of his had yet to go way.

That window was the biggest
in the house. It was one of the main reasons why the young scientist had chosen
this dwelling for him and his comrade.
Most homes in the Northwest district of the capital city of Tamanegi had windows such as these. Still, Kilik knew that
the main reason he was living here was the view. From the den window one could
see clear to the Bay of Zenbu and get a breathtaking view of the always-turbulent
sky. Kazi had always taken pleasure in depressing shit.

�Hey Kid, dinner�s done.�
The taller of the two barked out from the kitchen.

They were barely four years
apart in age but Kilik had always called the younger, Kid. It just felt right.
At present, however, said elder was slightly miffed when he had yet to receive
a response from his eternally childlike companion.

�So, are you going to keep
pouting or are you already full from all the junk you�ve been eating?� Kilik
asked after venturing into the Burrow of Sorrow once know as the den.

Puffy red-rimmed eyes stared
back at him from the darkening room.

�It�s really over this time.
She really dumped me, Leek.� The amber-eyed doctor sniffed. �Five years and she
dumps me like it was nothing.�

Kilik gave a pained sigh. He
was not good at things like this.

�Kazi�� He gave up before he
made things worse.

The young scientist exhaled
loudly in response.

�I�m sorry, Kilik, I know
you�re not good with these kinds of things.� He finally said.

The former army Sergeant�s
shoulders slumped in defeat as he watched his best friend�s tail hanging limply
to the floor. His smaller than average body curled in on itself,
as if trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible. Kilik knew full well what had happened. It
had been culminating over the past five years. And it upset him that in all
that time he still had not been able to come up with a decent comforting word.
The beaten soldier returned to the kitchen to do his own version of
pouting�throwing pots around. Kazi turned from the window in surprise and just
as he was about to comment on the new noise, Kilik emerged from the kitchen all
red and heaving.

�She�s a stupid bitch,
Kazi!� He erupted. �She�s a stupid bitch for not marrying you.�

******

�Hello there, Goten. You�re
looking especially handsome today.�

�Oh, Hi Mrs. Briefs. Thanks
Mrs. Briefs.�

�Oh, come now. You know how I
feel about that Mrs. Briefs nonsense�you know you can call me Bunny.�

�Oh yeah,
sure Mrs. Bunny. Is Trunks home?�

The older woman giggled
girlishly.

�He�s upstairs. He�s been
pouting all day.� Bunny answered initiating a mock pout before returning to a
beaming smile. �See if you can get him to come down, I made you boys a cake. I
know how much you boys love my cake.�

�Yeah,
sure Mrs. Bunny.�

And with that the youngest
member of the Son household headed to the stairs. He had been able to hear the loud music from
a ways away from Capsule Corp with his sharp ears, but the Demi had not been
able to tell just what he had been hearing. Trunks usually always listened to
his music blaring, but he hardly ever listening to anything as depressing as
this.

/I don't love you/

/So why should I compete with other guys? /

/All I know is� my father told me look out/

/�Look out!�/

/I don't want you/

/So why should I compete with other guys? /

/I don't love you, no/

/I think I'll take a long way down from here/

/I think I'll take a long way down/

�He�s been listening to that song all
day.� Bra complained to Goten as he passed the door of the girl�s room. �If I
have to hear it one more time, I going to go crazy!�

Goten smiled in sympathy at the blue
haired little girl.

�Aww, c�mon Bra, your brother�s having a
rough time right now.� The spiky headed teen offered. �Besides Pete Yorn is
good music.�

The seven year old scoffed at the notion
and slammed her bedroom door. Goten gave a halfhearted sigh and continued down
the hall towards his best friend�s room. He knocked once and turned the knob.
It was locked of course. But he was surprised when the door flung open and he
was assaulted with the folky rock stylings of Mr. Yorn at full force. He was
greeted with a pissed version of the lavender haired Prince of Saiyans.

�Huh, hi
Trunks.� Goten said a bit stunned. �I was in the
neighborhood and I thought that I might stop by.�

�Hn.� Was the teen�s only reply.

�Oh, Good Kami,
its worse that I thought!� Goten said
placing his head in his hands briefly before breaking into a grin. �You have
reverted to �Getaisms!�

Trunks simply turned and walked back in
his room leaving his friend to follow. Goten immediately went to the stereo and
turned it down a few notches. The purple haired teen just plopped down on the
bed bonelessly.

�So does the whole school know of my
shame?� Trunks finally asked.

Goten nodded solemnly.

�Terrica told me.� He admitted.

�Gossipy Bitch.� Trunks mumbled. �So?� He said his voice suddenly rising to question
his friend.

�So what?� Goten asked quietly.

�Why are you here?�

�I�ve come to see if you want to spar.�

******

The last bit had been barely
above a whisper.

Kazi just stared. He had never seen Kilik like
this�He had always been the calm one. He sighed in exasperation.

�It�s not going to work, Kilik.� The
diminutive scientist said sadly. �The answer to all of my problems is not
always violence.�

Kilik unleashed a soul clenching growl and
charged toward his friend. Kazi didn�t even flinch when he was hoisted out of
the window seat and thrown roughly against the wall.

�Why are you such a fucking idiot?!� The
imposing male yelled.

Kazi�s eyes
widened in surprise upon seeing the expression on his long time companion�s
face. The former soldier�s face was contorted
in what seemed to be anguish. But there was something there flickering just
behind the other man�s coal black eyes. Something that Kazi may have seen
before if he had ever really looked. Kilik dropped him to the floor abruptly.
The younger man just sat dumbfounded on the floor of the den. The elder Saiyan
had turned his back to him, ashamed of his uncontrolled emotional outburst and
mortified at the face that he could not still his wildly lashing tail.

It wasn�t that he wasn�t used to losing
his temper with Kazi, it was just that he had known that he had let it slip. He
had hidden it for so long that it had become second nature to the battle
hardened Saiyan. He felt for his friend�he felt deeply. He couldn�t remember a
time when he hadn�t. He loved Kazi, with every breath in his body. He had kept
it from the other man for so long. Had never even truly admitted it to himself

He couldn�t�stupid Saiyan classes. Kazi
was born of Second class parents� professionals�a medical doctor and a teacher.
He, Sgt. Kilik was nothing but a faceless third class soldier�born to a pair of
insignificant third class soldiers�doomed to mate with a insignificant third
class soldier. But there weren�t anymore third class soldiers�there weren�t
anymore Saiyans for that matter either. But still, Kilik kept his secret. For
the fifteen years the young genius had spent on Vegeta-sei, he had been raised
a Second class and he knew nothing of the pitiful mating rituals of the poor.
Mating to someone of the same sex was unthinkable to the social betters of
Planet Vegeta, unless of course under special circumstances. Kilik was sure
that this had been made clear to the boy. Thus, Kilik stood aside, said nothing
and pretended to be happy that even on a planet so far away the his young
charge had found someone worthy of his class, even higher ranking than he
was�Duchess Arkadin of South Bank.

He stood aside and said nothing when he
saw the kid�s heart broken over and over again by the stupid bitch.

�Eww�keep that thing away from
me. Why you insist on keeping that tail of yours I�ll never understand.�

�Oh, Kazi, you are so strong�I am
so glad that I have such a strong Saiyan for a boyfriend.�

�You Saiyans�you are so stupid. I see why your
planet is no more�

�Oh�Kazi you know I didn�t mean
it�I was just surprised that�s all. Come now, father wants us at the banquette
on time.�

The Bitch�s voice had grated on the larger
Saiyan�s nerves, with that stupid accent and her stupid mouth. Her stupid pink skin and pink hair�Pink was a fucking sissy color.
What did his Kazi need with such a weak woman?

She had belittled he
and Kazi�s entire race at every turn. But still, he stood by and said nothing.
Even we he had heard the Bitch had become engaged to another and still took his
friend to bed�he said nothing. She had hurt him so many times and still the kid
kept running back�and he said nothing.

And after all this time Kilik had been
able to keep his secret and now this� one moment of weakness and everything was
out in the open.

It was all that
blasted woman�s fault. That stupid, selfish, heartless,
bitch.

�Kilik?�

The taller Saiyan flinched at the
utterance of his own name.

�Yeah, Kid?� He sounded so tired to Kazi�s
ears.

�Why didn�t you ever say anything?� The
younger asked quietly. �I mean�It would have made things so much easier.�

Kilik felt the smaller man�s arms wrap
around him and felt Kazi�s face pressed against his back. He had to remember to
breath and upon doing so he turned to embrace his beloved properly. He began
the soothing rocking motion that had always worked and rubbed
comforting circles in the younger�s back. He had spent many nights
consoling his friend, always wanting to do more. The suddenly tired male looked
down to the shorter one�s amber colored eyes.

�I�m not very hungry anymore.� Kazi said
quietly. �Can we just go to bed?�

Kilik replied with a smile. �Sure
Kid.�

******

Shimmering golden hair reverted back to
his just as shimmery slate black and Son Goten tried his best to catch his
breath. He didn�t need to look up to be able to tell that Trunks�s hair had
also lost its golden hue. He closed his eyes and smiled. He winced slightly at
the pain that had caused. He had taken a solid hit to the jaw but that was
okay.

Yep, this was all his
best buddy needed; a good spar.

He sat up to see if said friend had the
same sentiments. He was shocked to find the Demi Prince standing there
scowling. Trunks didn�t scowl�Vegeta did. What the hell was his problem? His
girlfriend had dumped him not tried to kill him.

�You know Goten��

Trunks�s voice had always held a sort of
superior tone. Like one of those arrogant intellectuals that thought they knew
the answer to everything and that you were a lowly nothing. Goten knew that he never
meant to sound that way. He just did. In truth, he�d always found it kinda
attractive. But at this moment even the younger Demi coulda been fooled.

�Violence isn�t the answer to everything.�
The Purpled haired teen continued.

�Hmm�� Goten said nonchalantly while
getting to his feet� �It always made me feel better.� and shrugging his
shoulders.

The Son boy watched his friend walk off
over to the nearest tree and take a seat, his lavender hued tail lying limply
on the ground next to him. He looked so sad. Goten hadn�t seen Trunks this
miserable since he found out that Vegeta had died fighting Buu. With his hair
all mussed and all that dirt caked everywhere, he looked just plain pitiful.
Goten felt something tighten in his chest as he watched the blue eyed boy bury
his face in his hands.

�Stupid bitch.� The inky haired teen mumbled under his breath as he walked over to his
friend and took a seat next to him. He was positively not good at these sorts
of things.

�Alright, Trunks-kun�� He added leaning
lightly against his friend grinning weakly.

Goten reached into his pocket and pulled
out his Senzu pouch and popped one into his mouth and offered one to his
friend.

�After all this time, she just�� Trunks
said after swallowing the bean. �It�s just that I thought that I really knew
her. I just don�t understand.�

Goten didn�t say anything. There wasn�t
much left to say. He knew the whole story, Trunks knew he did.

Trunks had been dating Olivia Maru for as
long as anybody could remember. It was just a given. Like the first day of
spring, and that Christmas was always on the 25^th of December. Stuff
like that just didn�t go around changing on you. So naturally Goten should have
been a little more surprised when he heard the news.

In short, Olivia was a bitch. She dumped
the Demi Prince because she was going to college in the States and wanted to be
free to explore her options. Ha�Yeah, right. She had just wanted to be free to
be a whore with all the NYU college boys and girls she could handle without
feeling guilty. Yep, Goten had always known that ol� Ollie was a ho. Trunks
seemed to be the only one at Orange Star that didn�t. The sixteen year old
looked up and was surprised by luminous cerulean eyes.

�So why didn�t you ever tell me how much
of an idiot I was?� The young prince asked.

�Cause I didn�t want to hurt you.� He
replied with a sigh. �I don�t know.�

The two of them sat there, silently
surveying the chaos that they had created in this formerly peaceful clearing.

�I should have known it wouldn�t have ever
worked.� Trunks finally said with a pained sigh. �Do you know that we never
even slept together?�

Goten had known, but he had never said
anything about the fact.

�I guess I had always kind of known.� The
lavender Prince continued. �I had never really been that interested in girls
anyway.�

The darker demi smiled at that. �Me
either.�

Trunks laughed at the statement. �Really?�

Even after all these years there were
still things that they didn�t know about each other.

�Uh huh.� He said turning to his lifelong friend. �Too much
trouble. Complicated as fuck too. They�re
extremely overrated if you ask me. I can�t see how you stood the bitch for so
long.�

Trunks erupted in untamable laughter at
that, ending up on his side with his back facing the other. He stopped
abruptly, the tears still prickling his eyes.

�She said that I was a freak.� He said
eerily quiet. �Said that she had always known. She
thought that I spent too much time with you�fighting�called it some kind of
freakish alien foreplay. She never seemed to care much that I was half Saiyan
before.�

Goten�s smile faltered. He could smell the
tears that had nothing to do with laughter.

�Why didn�t I just pick you in the first
place?� the older boy asked. �You never made me feel bad about what I was.�

The younger boy lay down beside his friend
and draped an arm over him.

�It doesn�t matter Trunks-kun.� He
muttered as his tail moved to caress his friend�s tear stained cheek. �I
would�ve waited.�

Trunks turned and stared into a pair of
glimmering black eyes. He could feel the other�s warm breath on his face and
sighed. The next thing Son Goten felt was his lavender Prince�s lips on his.

******

He was rested on his knees at the foot of Kazi�s
bed, knelling before his chosen love. Kazi tugged at his shirt and pulled it
over his head, momentarily obstructing Kilik�s view of the young scientist�s
wonderfully bare alabaster skin. The professor had stripped in the hallway on
the way to Kilik�s room, much to the soldier�s surprise. The spiky haired
Saiyan thought that he had been in a dream that was until Kazi bent down and
kissed him.

The first one was light and hesitant. As
if he thought that Kilik wasn�t interested. How could he think such a thing?
Kilik had been dreaming of this since he had met the young genius all those 15
years ago. He ran the tip of his tongue across the younger male�s bottom lip.
He received a bashful smile for his efforts. He knelt between the professor�s
legs and stared up at the perpetually childlike face. He hadn�t changed a bit
over the years; he stilled looked 15 years old.

A curtain of silky black hair, recently
free from its accustomed ponytail, covered half of the youthful scientist�s
face. But before the third class soldier could remedy the problem he felt
Kazi�s small hands raking through his much shorter hair, nails lightly scraping
against his scalp. The man trilled low in his throat at the contact before he
sprung forward and claimed the other�s lips. The soldier�s tongue tried explore
every inch the younger Saiyan�s mouth, unconsciously memorizing the taste.

The few minutes were a blur of limbs and
discarded clothes; culminating with Kilik trailing hot wet kisses down the
writhing genius�s chest and abdomen. He stopped just stop of the thick thatch
of hair the lead to his love�s groin. Kazi dug thin fingers into his spiky jet
black hair.

�Ki-leek!� The paled skinned Saiyan gasped.

The former army sergeant looked up at his
beloved with a feral grin of satisfaction. He had dreamed of hearing his name
on the other man�s lips in such a way.

�Yes?� he asked whilst licking his lips.

�I was an idiot.� The professor said
looking down at him with an equally primal grin.

�Yes�� He paused briefly to lick the underside
of Kazi�s twitching erection, the young man bucked wildly at the
sensation. �You were.�

But the last thing that Kilik wanted to do
was tease his new lover. He had wanted to do this for the longest time and he�d
be damned if he was going to beat around the bush about this. He took the young
genius�s length into his mouth and was nearly chocked when the man jerked up
off of the bed uncontrollably. Kazi�s hips were stilled with the help of two
powerful hands. Kilik felt the professor�s tail coil around his head like furry
crown and he started to hum.

�Ahhh!� Kazi cried.

He could feel the heat coiling in his
belly and Professor Ezco wasn�t sure how much longer he would be able to hold
out. The stuck up bitch, Arkadin had never done anything like this to him. Come
to think of it, she had never done anything but lay there and scream like a
banshee. He�d wanted to scream, he wanted to writhe and claw at the sheets at
least once. Who would have thought that Kilik would have been the one to give
this to him?

�Gods�Kilik!�

He wasn�t surprised by the rush of hot
liquid into his mouth. Kilik had wanted make his little love cum and had no
qualms about swallowing every drop of it. He looked up at the panting male and
licked every drop of it he�d missed from his swollen lips.

�I knew you�d taste good.� He said huskily
as he crawled up and lay next to him. He began panting butterfly kisses all
over the smaller man�s face.

Kazi was too out of breath to say
anything, but he was able to nudge the older man onto his back. He draped one leg over the other man�s and
sat with his knees on either side. He looked down at his intended with a huge
grin plastered on his face.

�You bastard.� Kazi said breathlessly as he nuzzled Kilik�s face. �Now, it�s my
turn.�

Kilik could feel the velvety texture of
Kazi�s tale teasing his inner thigh. He arched up off of the bed at the
sensation.

�You fucking
tease.� He groaned.

Kazi�s only chuckled in response and began
rubbing himself against the soldier�s impressive erection. His irrepressible
tail wrapped around the other�s slim waist possessively. He was further amazed
at how sexy the smaller male could make spitting into one�s hand look. Kilik
watched as the scientist�s small hand wrapped around him commenced teasing and
pulling. The usually stone faced warrior had reverted to twitching and
groaning.

�I wasn�t teasing.� Kazi said as he put
his hands flat on Kilik�s heaving chest and positioned himself... �You�re just
entirely too�� and took Kilik all the way into him. ��impatient.�

Kilik cried out at the new feeling. He had
been with others before meeting the scientist, but none of them had ever felt
this good. The heat alone was amazingly intense. He leaned forward and buried
his nose in the other man�s sweet smelling hair. Kazi smelt so clean and
immaculate, all the time, but now the smell was almost over powering. He�d yet
to place a name on the odor definitely but it was positively only the Kid�s.
Kilik ran his hands up and down his lover�s lean body and running his finger
through the thick course fur of his tail causing the other man to shutter
against him. They moved together finding their rhythm and soon the professor
cried out in release, followed shortly by his own.

They collapses
backwards together onto the bed with Kazi resting securely against him. All that could he heard was the sounds of their breathing. Kilik
licked his lips and was surprised at what he found. It was blood. He
immediately looked down at his beloved and there on his shoulder Kilik found
his mark. He had marked the young scientist in his pleasure filled haze and
claimed him as his own. Kazi rested his chin against his chest and just looked
at him with a grin.

�It�s about time.� He said quietly and
turned to rest his cheek against him again.

The genius yawned tiredly and a small
smile graced his lips as he drifted off to sleep. Kilik didn�t say a word he
just stared up at the ceiling and hoped that the Kid wouldn�t hate him in the
morning.

******

Goku was stunned. His mouth was even hanging
open. Kalika on the other hand was much more composed. Vegeta just sat there
grinning like a lecher.

�Okay.� Kalika finally uttered. �That was
interesting.�

�Uh, Geta?� The large one finally squeaked. �I didn�t know guys could do that�together.�

�Well, how the hell did you think they did
it, baka?� The Prince�s unnerving grin didn�t decrease in the least.

�Well, I didn�t know that they did that at all.� Goku said blushing furiously.

�Okay, I�m confused as fuck.� Kalika said
a little on the stunned side. �If my dad had this thing for Kazi, the how the
hell did he have me?�

Vegeta didn�t answer, he just shock his
head with an amused grin.

Goku, in contrast, who was getting more
and more uncomfortable by the minute, just jumped up suddenly rubbing the back
of his head and grinning like a fool.

�I�I should go.� He said chuckling
nervously. �I�m sure ChiChi is wondering where I disappeared to.�

�That harpy of yours is always wondering
where you disappeared to.� The Prince said crossing his arms over his chest.
His grin had finally returned to his normal smirk, much to Kalika�s relief.

�Well, yeah, but I really should go.�

And with that Goku place two fingers to
his forehead and was gone in a flash.

�Hmm�� Kalika said breaking the silence.
�He really has no idea does he?�

�Ha�� Vegeta said getting to his feet and
dusting himself off. �You�re one to talk.�

�Huh?�

�Nothing, girl!� he replied. And just as
suddenly, that lecherous grin was back. �So��

Kalika rolled her eyes and sighed.

******

In a few short moments the two teens had
reverted to a mass of tangled limps, clothing and heavy breathing. Trunks
grinded his hips mindlessly into the dark eyed boy beneath him, Goten just laid
there grinning up at him like an idiot. Or perhaps he was the idiot.

�You might want me to take my pants off
first, Trunks.� The younger boy said, huge smile still in tact. �It�s a lot
easier that way.�

Trunks blushed ever more than his flushed
skin had been before and laughed nervously.

�Give me a break here, Goten.� He began.
�It�s not like I�ve ever done this before.�

�Well, I have and believe me it works a
lot better that way.�

�You�you have?� The lavender haired one
asked.

�Well, some one had to know what the hell
to do when you finally decided to stop playing hard to get.� Goten said playfully. �I mean after we hit
puberty and it became painfully obvious that you were in total denial.�

�You little shit.� Trunks chuckled.

�Now, less talk, more action.� The
impatient youth replied.

Trunks silenced his best friend with a
passionate kiss and gave him one last affection filled look before moving down
to unbutton the boy�s pants. Goten could tell that his blue eyed playmate was
nervous; he couldn�t even get an ordinary pair of jeans undone.

�Here.� Goten said getting up and doing
the deed for him.

The younger demi quickly shucked his pants
and underwear, divested his friend of the same offending clothing and grabbed
the collar of the other�s shirt promptly yanking him down on top of him.

�Now, no more
teasing.� He continued. �I�ve waited along time for
this.�

Goten then nipped affectionately at the
older boy�s nose. Trunks, in turn, looked down at his friend with a stunned
expression.

�I�� He sputtered; the fact that Goten was
current rubbing his newly freed arousal against his painfully neglected one was
not helping matters. �What�do I��

He hated admitting to the Son boy the
there was something that he, Trunks Vegeta Briefs the Smartest Teen in the
World, had no clue of how to do.

The apparently smarter boy sighed
dramatically. �These.�

Goten took the hand that was not currently
holding the boy up and proceeded to take two of said hands fingers into his
mouth, coating them liberally with his very own salvia. Normally, the ingrained
rich boy in Trunks would have caused him to groan in disgust, but at this
moment he found himself watching in lust clouded awe.

�Here.� The younger teenager said
completing his direction by placing the properly lubricated fingers at his
entrance.

Trunks eyes widened in response to the new
information.

�Where did you where did you think that
you�d be putting it?� The charcoal haired hybrid asked with a lurid grin.

The prince silenced his friend with by
pushing fingers into the immensely tight opening. Goten gasped and shuttered as
apparently Trunks had found a more sensitive spot.

�Kami!� Goten cried as he arched up off of the ground. �Do that again.�

Trunks obliged the boy. The daring youth
had decided to take a more audacious approach had had added another finger and
proceed to stretch and prepare his new lover. He felt the other boy�s ebony
colored tail wrap around his thigh tightly.

�Goten.� He gasped and half begged.

He smiled at the strained sound of his
name on Trunks lips. He could tell that the Briefs boy was getting anxious. He
maneuvered himself so that tip of the other boy�s erection was pressed at his
entrance.

�Careful.� He whispered into the purple
haired Demi�s ear.

Trunks nodded in reply, biting down on his
bottom lip as he eased himself into Goten impossibly tight heat. His tail
thumped noisily behind him. It was
painfully slow going. He was a seventeen year old virgin Saiyan�it was taking
everything in him not to just ram himself all the way into the sweating,
wonderfully smelling body under him. Goten was becoming frustrated as well with
the leisurely pace his friend was setting and let loose an aggravated sigh.

�Okay, so you were careful.� He growled.
�Now come on!�

And with that Goten wrapped his legs
around the young prince, digging his hells into Trunks�s thighs and pulled him
inside of him completely.

�Ahhhh�fuck�Goten!� The amethyst haired
teen cried out.

He was buried to the hilt in that same
impossibly tight heat. He could feel the muscles tightening and relaxing around
him. Goten confirmed the sentiment with a grin that took up half his face.

�Now.� He said through gritted teeth. �MOVE DAMMIT!�

Trunks found it funny that for Goten to be
the uke in this he was asserting quite a bit of authority�but it was in a good
way of course. He began thrusting into the incredible heat of his dark eyed
lover. He buried his face in his friend shoulder and cried out. Goten�s eyes
were rolling into the back of his head as Trunks surprisingly hit his prostate
over and over again with expert aim. He repaid the extremely enjoyable gestures
with one of his own, he stroke his lover tail in a similar motion. Running his
nails down the length of it and massaging it at the base. Trunks unleashed a
ragged cry in response and began to thrust harder. Goten smiled in
appreciation.

�Tru-nks!� He moaned as he gripped lavender strands hard enough to cause pain.

The other boy looked up with glazed baby
blues and a confused expression, which was reinforced by the drool coming out
of the side of his mouth. He was adorable.

�I�m feeling a little neglected here.� The
ebony maned teen complained.

�Oh�*gasp*�Yeah�*growl*�Kami�*whine*�sorry.�
Trunks wrapped his hand around Goten previously ignored erection and began stroking
it in time with is unimpeded thrusts. The grip on his hair tightened even more.

�Tru-nks!� Goten whined rather loudly.

�Whaa-t!� Trunks whined in reply.

�Kuso!� He said in between pants. �I�m��

Goten�s thought was interrupted by
Trunks�s soul shattering howl and the feeling of be filling with something hot
and squishy. The sated boy continued to thrust erratically a couple more times
until Goten answered with a howl of his own upon his completion.

They didn�t seem to mind the sticky mess
between them. They were too tired and happy to care.

�Whoa.� Trunks said breathlessly as he
finally found the strength to separate from his new love. He�d have to tell him
that pretty soon.

�Violence might not be the answer to
everything,� The dark haired boy said while trying to catch his breath. �But
sex sure the hell is.�

And at that Trunks erupted in a roar of
laughter.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Author�s Note:

Now, wasn�t that fun! Okay, so when the
hell did this become a song fic, you ask? I apologize; I tried to fight it, but
for some reason it became necessary to include this song. Although, I hate song
fics with a passion�I do however love this song. It�s Pete Yorn by the way and
it�s called �Long Way Down�. I find myself playing it over and over again too.

Yay! Yaoi! My first attempt at guy on guy
action. Geez, that was a challenge. But it was so much fun! I twist more soap
operatic tales in the next chapter with Gohan, Goku and ChiChi (where the hell
has she been all this time) and Bulma.

And yes I am getting around to Cell but
not in the next chapter. He, he.

Oh, and I have a joke for you�I heard it
somewhere�I can�t remember but here it is.

How many Dragonball Z characters does it
take to screw in a light bulb?

�

One, but it takes four episodes. Ha! (I
Know)
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