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Saiyan Instincts	By : Lorichelle87 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5366 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Saiyan Instincts
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
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Here is part two! Don't worry, this is going to end up being a hot little fic, so just be patient :)

-Macha: My one and only reviewer so far but thank you so much! It meant a lot to me, especially since I'm a big fan of your work as well and even though you don't know it (yet), your simple review gave me an idea for the fic as a whole. Once it's finished, I will tell you what it was :)

Hope you all enjoy it!

Saiyan Instincts

part II

by E. B. Midnight

A few weeks had passed rather uneventfully, like all other weeks, full of the regular monotony that life had a tendency to bring. Gohan still had his routine; get up, kiss his family goodbye, go to work, tackle some new, complex scientific project, meet deadlines, deal with subordinates, board meetings, quick sandwich, emails and phone calls, afternoon meetings, few hours of grinding out reports and then sneak out of the office and meet his wife and daughter at home for dinner. Afterwards, Pan would go off to a friends' house or stay in her room to play or do homework while Videl would clean up the kitchen and finish off the day's remaining laundry and Gohan would sit in bed after his shower with his laptop and doze off not too long later.

That was his typical day. Some days, it wasn't entirely uncommon for him to stay late into the night working on a project and stuck at his desk up to his armpits in paperwork. He never went into the office early though, nope. Early mornings were just not part of his professional mindset, or physical ability. He was lucky to get the amount of sleep that he did.

But in the past few weeks, things seemed a little easier for the demi saiyan. He wasn't quite sure what, but he didn't feel that blunt pressure that normally resided in his chest. Even though things could be pretty fast-paced and cut throat at Capsule Corp, he hadn't felt as thinly stretched as before. As a result, he'd been doing pretty well. And he was glad that Bulma had decided to throw another one of her parties again this weekend. Food, music, friends... just the nice kind of relaxing time Gohan felt like he could use and had earned lately.

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It had turned out to be a dinner party, and everyone had come. Food and beverage tables were set up outside and there were cushioned, U-shaped booths with round tables in the center set up on the lawn for dining. The Briefs had also set up a little entertainment hall just inside, with music, a dance floor and the latest videos games set up on extravagant flat screen televisions with leather sofas, As always, Bulma sure knew how to be an elaborate host.

It was not completely the same without Goku, with his cheerful, carefree attitude and charming demeanor, and his limitless appetite. But it was still fun nonetheless and everyone chatted happily outside and enjoyed the bountiful meal under the setting sun.

After dinner, most everyone took their beverages and headed inside. Trunks, Pan and Goten made a mad dash for the video games, Oolong, Pwar, Roshi and Krillin made their way to a billiard table set up behind the leather sofas for a game, or several, of cards. Yamcha, Eighteen, Videl, Marron and Bulla made their way to the dance floor, the two teenage girls sifting through the music choices, trying to pick out something cool and 'in' while Chichi remarked that even though she was a mature woman she still knew what 'cool' was. Needless to say, Bulla and Marron maintained careful control of the stereo. Gohan chuckled at the women and turned towards Goten as he called to him.

“Hey Gohan, come over be our fourth player and help me win against these two punks!”

Gohan raised his hand, “No thanks, I'm not too good at video games you know”. He turned and began walking outside to get a drink, smiling as he watched his family and friends enjoying themselves. He never took for granted times like this. After all, considering some of the things they'd been through, they were all lucky to be here.

Stepping out to into the cooling night, he walked over to a white cloth-covered table set up with a variety of wines and poured himself a glass of a white wine that was from Italy. Taking a sip and relishing the sweet taste and the subtle bubbling and warmth that went down his throat and spread throughout his chest, he went and leaned against the building. With his fingers, he reached up and un-buttoned the top two buttons of his short sleeve white collared shirt. Leaning his head back against the solid structure, he could hear the beat of the music pulsing against the building slightly, the hum reverberating in his ears and helping him to space out momentarily. It wasn't the greatest music, but it was a change of pace nonetheless. He sighed and pushed his glasses up his nose out of habit.

It was another big, bright moon tonight. There were a few clouds but they added to the serene scene above him and the stars began to glitter as the sky began to shine as the night went on. It was so beautiful and he never felt so relaxed as he did when he looked up at the night sky. Especially the moon. The full moon.

He didn't have a tail anymore but that didn't mean he no longer felt the animalistic instincts flicker inside of him when he stared at that magnificent orb. The light emanating from that lunar being was so bright and so brilliant, Gohan always felt that the moon's light was even brighter than the sun's, in its own way. The moon had an energy of its own, especially on him... On saiyans.

He always felt a kind of longing in his chest, a pull in his belly whenever he took the time and stared at the moon. He felt more at peace at night. He had been so stressed these past years, working all the time and family... He had felt that inner peace he usually felt when looking at the moon the past few weeks, ever since that night... ever since Vegeta had found him in an extremely rare moment where he had shed his worries and took flight... Gohan hadn't thought about that night very much, there didn't really seem a need to. Truthfully, it had made him feel goo, feel better and his calm mood over the past few weeks reflected this. He was actually thankful.

He was pulled out of his musings as the prince himself came out of the building where the music and laughter still resounded and walked over to the beverage table, right next to where Gohan was standing. He took one glance at the younger man and poured himself a glass of red wine, before coming over to stand in front of Gohan. Vegeta lifted his glass and waited for Gohan to do the same. The eldest Son raised his as well, noticing how he had been so caught up in his moon-gazing that he had only taken a single sip of his wine. The two saiyans clinked their glasses together and the prince smiled his casual, trademark smile and even though it wasn't jubilant, it was genuine and simple. Gohan smiled in return and they both took a healthy drink from their beverages.

The prince turned and leaned against the Capsule Corp building next to Gohan and the two warriors relaxed in silence. After only a minute or two, Gohan heard Vegeta grunt thoughtfully and came to stand in front of him again and after regarding him briefly, the prince reached up and gently slid Gohan's glasses off his face, folded them with his fingers and placed them into the breast pocket of the younger sayians shirt. After nodding his own personal approval, the shorter man resumed his place next to Gohan.

Gohan chuckled inwardly and smiled, and the two warriors lifted their gazes to the night sky.

They remained like that in silence for some time. No words were needed, this was a moment of relaxation and enjoyment. Gohan felt even more peaceful next to the prince. Not only that but he felt comforted in his presence. Vegeta's dark wardrobe attire stood out against the bright paint of the building he was leaning against and Gohan thought that was ironically reflective. Even though Vegeta was quiet and typically kept to himself, no matter where he was or what was going on around him, he always stood out. Maybe it was because he was always a little different than everyone else, although Gohan couldn't help but relate to him a little more than most.

His father brought out the fighter in him but being around Vegeta, it made him feel primitive, it reminded him that he too was different from the others but not in a bad way. Being near Vegeta always made him feel a small swell of pride, that restless spark in his belly, that animalistic saiyan instinct softly humming through his head. He felt calm, collected, in control... comforted.

When he was around Vegeta, it brought a sense of familiarity, of home. And at this thought, Gohan unconsciously leaned closer to the prince.

*TBC*
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