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Nancy103: Thank you so much! I'm glad you like Von and Gohan. I don't know if I'll be doing anything to say what happens to Fronshir, but there is a little bit more of him in this chapter :) Hopefully that'll make up for it.

Secretsaiyancrush: Thank you :D lol yeah, I'm trying to get lemons in there besides gXv that are also satisfying hahaha, poor Vegeta though, practically everyone else is getting laid.

Maggie: I'm glad you are happy with my story, I'm trying to make regular updates when I can. As for Fronshir I'm surprised people want to know what happens to him, lol, hopefully what I have of him in this chapter is good with you. Thank you so much again :D

Macha: I didn't know that I had made it obvious that he was heading towards Earth, I was kind of hoping that I had been more subtle, but I can see where you guessed it lol. Yes, he is heading back finally. I hope that my next sequence of events doesn't disappoint and I'm glad you're liking Von and Gohan together, I know you didn't like Von at first so that makes me happy :D Thank you again. (Piccolo has been very busy while Vegeta's been away, no? He should get an award or something.)

As always, thank you to everyone who is reading my story, I love you all. Enjoy!

Twenty-second Chapter

"There have been strange going ons," Thelel said as she ran up to her General. Von and Gohan had already parted ways, each needing to tend to their own business. She was the first to arrive on the scene, since Von did not land in the middle of the Saiyans upon return.

"Of what nature?" he asked, glad to see her, but not happy about the look on her face.

Thelel only shook her head, meaning that she did not wish to speak about it here or now, but some time soon. She said, "Your daughter desires your company, so I left her sleeping while you arrived, it will joy her heart to awake to your face."

"Let us go then," he motioned for her to lead the way, though he knew where his daughter was sleeping. When they arrived, which took a few minutes longer than Von would have liked, he knelt at her side and grasped her tiny hand in his, whispering her name.

"Obob!" (Papa!) she roused from her slumber and greedily took her father into her arms.

---

Gohan went first to see Goku, who was on the lookout with Piccolo, which he found unusual. There Goku was standing on the edge of the circular platform, smiling stupidly as he gazed out at the Earth. "Father," Gohan said as he landed, confused and suddenly a little embarrassed. He didn't know why his relationship with Von would cause him abashment in the presence of his dad, and then he realized it wasn't him who was making him uncomfortable. Piccolo was standing by, his great arms crossed over his chest, and his handsome face was impossible to read. His gaze would not meet Gohan's, but he would look at him when Gohan wasn't paying close attention. Gohan didn't say anything about Von anyways. Finally speaking again after no one else said anything, he talked to Goku, "I felt when you called out, and I sensed you out there. Is it Vegeta?"

Goku nodded, still looking through the clouds downward, "Yes, Vegeta's headed this way."

"What?! You're kidding? You talked to him, you can sense him?" Gohan rattled off quickly, barely stopping to give his dad a chance to answer.

"No, but, I know he's on his way," Goku nodded again in certainty.

"How, Dad?" Gohan took a step closer to him, wondering if he would ever let him in on anything.

"I'm not sure," Goku spoke, looking up at him.

Gohan looked at Piccolo, hopeful to have some more information from him, but Piccolo, again, would not meet his gaze. Instead he looked off to the side, as though uninterested or bored with the topic. Gohan asked, "How long, do you think, before he gets here I mean."

"At least a year and a half," Goku said, and despite the sadness of that, he still had a smile on his face, "That's just a guess, it could take longer."

Gohan's mouth hung open, surprised to hear all of these things, and even more shocked at his father's reaction to it. It has been almost a month since the day he sensed his father out in the universe, he wondered why he didn't know any more than he says. He asked again, "What happened?"

Goku was quiet a moment and then he said, "I don't know," and then he left.

Gohan was frustrated, he couldn't help it. He didn't know if he'd upset Goku or what had happened, but at the same time, his thoughts were preoccupied with this new information, and everything else left that he had to do. He turned to Piccolo and forwardly asked him, "Are you upset with me?"

Piccolo was stunned by this sort of behavior from Gohan. He unfolded his arms and looked at him and said, "No." Inside he answered that he was upset with himself.

Gohan couldn't understand the look that Piccolo had on his face, but something shook him inside as their eyes met, and Gohan knew he'd hurt Piccolo somehow. Gohan looked off and wondered aloud, more to himself than the other, "What was I supposed to do? Who was I supposed to turn to?" Then he looked up at Piccolo and asked him, "Do you not like Von?"

Piccolo did not say anything. He had never considered the fact that Gohan may want his approval. Gohan was silent, too, for some time before he gathered the nerve to say a few more things. "You can see from the lookout all the things that happen on the Earth. You knew I loved Vegeta and that Vegeta loved my father. Could you not have said anything?"

"What might I have spared you from?" Piccolo said angrily, for Gohan showed him he was still selfish and young in many ways, and he did not see how the things he said were caddy and ignorant.

Gohan argued with himself, dismayed by Piccolo's answer, saying, "I was so blind for so many years, how could I not have seen it? No, that's not true, I saw it. I knew how Vegeta felt about my Dad. I guess back then I just ignored it because my Dad did, too. It was better that I didn't get my way, I see that now. But, Piccolo, I was so angry, and... Piccolo," Gohan sighed, "you were always here for me. I didn't notice before..."

The great Namek interrupted, before Gohan could speak another word, "You are my friend, Gohan." He put his arms out and Gohan walked closer and then he drew him into them, holding him close against his chest.

Gohan wound his arms around him and was thoughtful. Piccolo slowly ran one hand through his hair and leaned down to kiss Gohan's forehead. Gohan was filled with awe by the gentleness in Piccolo's touch and the proof of his feelings by the softness of his kiss as he planted it on his brow. Piccolo loves him and he has all this time, and he's kept it to himself better than any of them kept their secrets. As Gohan realized these things, he also knew that Piccolo has accepted his relationship with Von as something that was just as unbreakable as his father's will. Gohan squeezed him tighter in a new appreciation for him. He wouldn't say that he was sorry or that he was thankful, for it was understood. Piccolo, knowing he had to, silently gave Gohan away, believing it to be for the best of them all, especially the quelling of his heart.

"Piccolo," Gohan mumbled into his chest as he began to pull away, "What happened? I can't sense Vegeta..."

"Neither can I," Piccolo answered, "Goku's connection with him reads in vibes, I think, and so he's going off intuition.

"I sensed Goku exerting a lot of energy but there was no foe so I came looking for him. He looked hypnotized when I found him. All of his concentration was bent on Vegeta for three solid days, and when he finally snapped out of it he hit the dirt, out cold. I took him to the lookout to recover and asked him what he had done. All he said was that Vegeta reset their link and that something else was going on with him, something bad, but apparently now every thing is fine."

That was the strangest story Gohan had ever heard, he repeated, "Vegeta was in trouble?"

"I guess we'll have to wait a year and a half to hear his side of the story," Piccolo smirked, though it was odd. He said, "Goku seems just as baffled about the whole thing, I don't think he's playing around, he really doesn't know what happened." Piccolo dropped his voice to a quieter tone and told him, "I also think that Goku's nervous of his return and he's iffy about how Vegeta feels about him right now. When he was first waking up he was out of it so badly he told me that he thinks Vegeta needed his help, otherwise he would not have invited him back into his mind. He also says that he thinks Vegeta's going to take his time coming back. I don't think he remembers anything he said to me those first few hours. Besides that he's been mumbling on about how to break the news to Vegeta, and what to do about the Saiyans. They cannot stay on Earth for that long, it's been long enough, in fact. They've plowed through many resources, already.

"Anyways, kid," Piccolo picked up his voice again, "Goku's been up here ever since, quietly thinking. I think he was awaiting your return home, and most likely the opportunity to speak with Von."

After a little while, satisfied with more than the conversation with Piccolo, Gohan finally asked, "Do you really think it will take Vegeta very long to get here?"

Piccolo shrugged, but did not say anything else about the matter, and he did not bring up Dunduil.

---

Lune was clutching onto her father's arm when Goku appeared out of nowhere in front of them. She climbed her way around Von to where she was hidden behind his back, startled at Goku's entrance.

"It's alright, Lune," Von tried to reach behind to grab her but he couldn't. Thelel came up and took her from him, and Lune clung to her, while curious eyes peeked out to take a look at Goku, the way little girls tend to look at handsome men.

"How ya doing?" Goku beamed a smile at the three of them, not paying much attention to anyone else around.

Von noticed something was up with him and he answered simply, "It's good to be back. We left sort of suddenly, and I'll say, I didn't expect to see you so soon, your Highness. How are you fairing? You look happy," Von found himself smiling back at him.

Goku nodded and placed a hand on Von's arm. Vanishing instantly, they reappeared at Capsule Corp, inside of Vegeta's Gravity Room. Goku knew no one would be there, and that they could talk privately for as long as they wanted without interruption. Von looked around for a few moments as the strange dome-like room, wondering why he'd been brought there. There was a very distinct smell inside of this room, it was... enticing. Goku removed his hand from him and placed both hands on his hips.

Von looked at him a little strangely and asked, "What can I do for you?" feeling that his King wanted something.

"It's not that," Goku said, "I just wanted to talk. I have something to tell you." Von waited impatiently, it must have been moments but it seemed an eternity, then he heard Goku say, "It's Vegeta, I can't say how, but he's on his way here."

"!!" Von could find no words, if he could not ask 'how?' but the exclamation on his face was easily read.

Goku smiled bigger and said, "I know it sounds funny, but, I know he's on the way. I don't know how long though, my guess would be a year and a half, but I could be way off."

Von couldn't even gather thought together at the moment. He was delighted to hear this news, but so confused and full of questions that King Goku was telling him he has no answers for. Eventually he found his voice again and remarked, "That's a long time..." For a few more moments neither of them said anything. Then Von spoke again, "I don't know why I never considered the journey back to be just as long as the journey out. Perhaps longer." They stood in silence while Von mulled things over. Suddenly he said, "I would hope to find a planet to live on before then. Much sooner, actually, and I have been informed that there are a few leads."

Goku told him, "I will not go with you to decide. You can decide for yourself where to live."

Von didn't know what to say to that. At once he wanted to know if Goku planned on ever living amongst them, but then he supposed that it all depended upon Prince Vegeta. Von spoke before he knew the words were coming out of his mouth, "Are there no guarantees of the Prince's reaction? Is there no promise you can make me?" He did not wait for Goku to speak and it seemed he hadn't intended for those questions to have answers. He began to pace about as he spoke his mind, "A suitable planet will be found. I would have our Prince, and you, Sire, and your families join us at the first possible moment, should you desire not to travel with us initially. There is no time to spare, now, I shall go out myself. Maybe we could plan something for his arrival?"

Goku did not say anything for a long while, enjoying, in a way, listening to Von as his voice became quieter and quieter and his thoughts began to scatter more. He was going on about what type of preparations must be made, and lists of requirements for this and that. "I'll need to speak with Gohan," he mumbled, and then shook his head a little at some stray thought. Von came back to himself and apologized for rambling.

Goku smiled at him, "You look happy, too, Von."

A sharpness came into their eyes as they looked at one another, and an understanding grew between them. Goku could tell, just by looking into Von's eyes, his intentions with his son were respectable. Besides, Von knew Goku would understand an emotion so deep as his desire for Gohan, it was the same one he read on his King's face when it came to Prince Vegeta, though he did not quite recognize it at first. Ever since his revelation from Gohan he's been piecing the puzzle together, he wished his sire would just tell him what happened between them, but he supposed it would make no difference if he knew the details or not.

Interrupting his train of thought, Goku asked, "Why did Dunduil try to fight for my son?"

Von could answer this question in many ways, but to answer honestly would be best, although the most likely scenario is not exactly what he would like to go explaining. "I fear," he began, relentlessly, "Dunduil wished for ill; to bite him, and attempt to control him and to thereby become a part of the Royal House."

Goku didn't understand, but from what he could gather he wondered, gravely, "Why did you not tell me this before?" Von was taken aback, and he had no response for that question. However, the King quickly followed up with, "Never mind, Von." Goku knew he would not have understood, much less listened if Von had said anything to him about it.

But now, now it was he who had bitten Dunduil, what does that mean, exactly? Could he tell Von this? What else should he do?

Von said, "You did come between Dunduil and Gohan that night, I had nearly forgotten. Graciously, I would thank you, although, I feel it is not quite the right phrase for the circumstances. I got to see a glimpse of Gohan's power over the past few weeks, and have come to the conclusion that perhaps I never needed to worry about him in the first place. You know this, that's not why you came in between them, is it?" Goku listened quietly as Von continued to talk, "Plus, I know that the Namek, Piccolo, loves him in his own way, very much, I could see that from his appearances and overlooking, as well. Had you not arrived, I'm sure he would have.

"Long and listlessly I've thought about all of these events. I do not take heart lightly, nor do I dabble in relationships, especially ones that involve my daughter. I would have your approval of Prince Gohan and me if you would gladly give it. I do not wish to speak negatively of others, though you already know I do not like Dunduil, for reasons of my own. Still, I attempt to keep my judgment unclouded, and would not be upset if you asked for additional council regarding any matter on your heart and on your mind."

Goku smiled and put his hand on Von's arm, halting his speech, he told him, "I'm happy for you and my son. Don't worry."

Von was too distracted to notice that his King was avoiding his main point of conversation, though they stayed together and chatted for quite a while.

---

Gohan visited C.C. after his time on the lookout. He knew Videl wasn't there, and just assumed she was away at the moment. When he got to their rooms, his and Videl's and also their daughter's, they were bare and of all but his things, which were scattered about aimlessly.

He went into their bedroom and sat down and considered the message that his wife was trying to send. It hurt him to think that she would want to flat out leave him, though he didn't know why he suddenly cared so much. He loves Von, but there was more to Videl than just being Pan's mother to Gohan, and he never realized it until just now, even though he couldn't put a word to it. He wondered if she meant to leave him for good, and considered that she might just need time, or she might want him to come to her. Or she might not want to talk at all. Gohan took his time mulling over things, going back and forth and trying to figure out a way to say what he needed.

He stood up off the bed after a while and began to head toward Bulma to talk a little bit with her first. He sensed that his father and Von were talking just outside of C.C, in the Gravity Room, but he ignored that for now, coming across Bulma in the hallway.

"Gohan! When did you get back?" She looked up from her papers, startled and pleased to see him. It's been dull recently without the girls around, Bulma hated to admit it. She never thought she'd begin to grow soft spots for people like that.

"About two hours ago, how are you Bulma?" He said, a little mechanically, out of emotional exhaustion.

Bulma noticed Gohan's distressed face and answered knowingly, "I'm fine, Gohan. Just so you know, Videl said she needed some time to herself to think. It's been a good amount of time, I'm sure she'd love to see you and talk about things." Gohan went blank for just a moment. Hearing someone speak to him openly about private matters was refreshing. He couldn't seem to find a response, but Bulma quickly added a question of her own, "How long have you been in love with him?"

Gohan felt a fluttering in his chest and he said, "Since the day I met him." Bulma was dumbfounded and Gohan went on to say, "but I love Videl, too, Bulma. It's just... different with Von."

Bulma nodded, and for a brief moment she considered that must be how Vegeta feels about Goku and her, and how Goku feels about Vegeta, and Chi Chi. They are both love, but they are two different worlds of love. She said, "I think Videl will eventually understand," and smiled hopefully at him. With that she added a sigh as her phone went off, it was nearing the end of the business day, but she was still busy as the morning. Gohan flashed her a smile and they hugged briefly and then went their separate ways.

Gohan noticed his Dad leave C.C. but Von remained on site. Gohan knew he could not go see Videl and see Von at the same time, or even intermediately, not tonight anyways. He left, heading towards Hercule's palace, where Videl was with their little girl, whom he's missed dearly.

He did not give Videl a chance to see him coming or go the other way. The moment he arrived Pan stood up, crying, "Papa!" and ran to him. He smiled brightly at his daughter, hoisted her up into the air and then held her tight in his arms and kissed her.

"Gohan," Videl said breathlessly as she stood up from when she'd been sitting on the ground, playing with their daughter. A million expressions passed through her face. Gohan felt sorry, but saying it wasn't enough, and it wasn't the point.

He looked at her calmly and walked closer, holding out a hand to grasp onto hers. "Will you please, let me explain?" She didn't say anything, unable to find her voice while his inhuman eyes bore into hers. Gohan let her hand go and touched her face gently and said, "I do not want to let you go. I love you, Videl, but try to understand, there is a bond between Von and I that is undeniable."

Videl didn't understand what he was trying to say but she was touched by the honesty that came from him with each stinging word. It hurt to hear that she was second (third, actually) in his life, but even as the wound burned she still loved the man that stood in front of her with their daughter in his arms. Slowly, a tear began to fall down her face, then another, and she fell into his chest and bawled her eyes out. She mumbled angrily into his shirt all of her frustrations, pounding and punching pointlessly. Gohan wrapped his arm around her, while his other arm held Pan and he asked her to promise him they would work it out. Finally, she did.

---

Von opted not to allow his King to teleport him back to the camp. One reason being that Gohan had been there, although he left quicker than Von could get to him, another being that he hoped to run into Bulma, although she seemed rather busy, too busy for idle chit-chat at the moment, though her smile was certainly welcoming, a third reason was so that he could stay behind in the Gravity Room, which he learned was Prince Vegeta's (which would explain the erotic smell), and poke around, but finally, he wished the journey home to have time to think about everything that was happening before he had to stare into the faces of others again and answer questions.

He wondered when Gohan would visit him, but tried not to dwell on it. He was excited about Prince Vegeta's return, but he did not plan on breaking the news to the people just yet. They would know, but now that it had come down to it, there was more to do than ever before, and he wanted to put things in place before starting a wave. Something grandiose would do, but what? To Von, the coming of the Prince was a nerve-wracking phenomenon, still he knew it would never go as planned.

Von thought harshly to himself, What was I thinking all this time? What was my plan? To make him decide all our futures? To lay out my burden upon his feet and hope he would fix everything? Von realized that Piccolo was right, it was ignorant of him to push the entire population so far and so hard and to such extents, and for what purpose? Von accepted that this was his task; to find a home for his people and to prepare for the coming and crowning of the King.

If he could manage to find a place for them and get them all there and set things up, Prince Vegeta would have to first arrive on Earth and then be told about the Saiyans before anything would actually happen. Von imagined he'd like to be there, on Earth, to greet him, but he could not be in two places at once, and who would he leave the others to? The Elders? Dunduil? On the other hand, perhaps he shouldn't be there and King Goku should make the announcement. Piccolo seemed to suggest that Von lay as low as possible. Should Prince Vegeta arrive on Earth and need to make the travel towards his own people, he'll have all that time to consider things, and reconsider things. What does that mean exactly? What if Von can't find a planet for them in the first place? No, that's not really an option, a year and a half is a long enough time.

It occurred to him that his sudden appearance in the lives of King Goku and Prince Vegeta may have never been a welcome one, and was only slightly accepted because King Goku was tolerant of the Saiyans as long as they were kept well under control. What would Prince Vegeta have thought about them if he had been here to take matters into his own hands in the first place? Surely it is his first choice to rule over the Saiyans, and although Goku does not seem to like that idea, he is a leader amongst them already. Some of the people literally quiver at his presence, naturally feeling his authority over them. They would not dare disobey any law he laid down. Those who did not feel that greatness were more cautious around him, though, and they looked forward to the coming celebrations once a final home is established. The people themselves were greatly preoccupied with merriment and patience for the next step. The Earth was a beautiful pit-stop on the way to finding their own home.

So Von considered that it might not be a terrible idea for him to take a look at some of the places that his men have found. The only unfortunate part about that is all the politics that will go into beginning a new Saiyan planet. Where could they live that they would be welcome and left at peace, as they intended for others (at least this generation)? Von believed that things would work out, but waiting was something that didn't grow on him.

He found that he did less thinking and more smiling on his way back to the Saiyans than he would have liked, but that couldn't be helped. Faint and very pleasant memories of the past weeks replayed in his mind, but he grew weary when he saw that Thelel seemed to be waiting for him patiently. She didn't utter a word to him as she led him inside of his own ship, where it was quiet and safe to speak freely. Von did not hurry after her, not understanding the urgency in her message until she told it to him. Once the information was revealed they spent some time in silence.

Von sputtered, "Dunduil, bitten? The only one who could have bitten him is King Goku."

Thelel asked, "Not Prince Gohan?"

"No," Von shook his head, "No, Gohan didn't bite anyone. ..."

"What?" Thelel could see a fumigated look cross Von's stone cold face.

He wanted to slap himself, "He was trying to talk to me and I was so self-absorbed I couldn't see it."

"Prince Gohan?" Von only huffed and shook his head, no, and Thelel didn't understand. She went on to say, "Dunduil is still dangerous."

"You said he barely hangs around anyone anymore, what harm will he do? To who?" Von asked, though he still didn't like the sound of it. If King Goku has truly bitten Dunduil, then surely they don't need to worry about him, but Von doesn't know his King's will, nor all the details of Apimic. This is not something he expected to be hearing, none of them rightly know what to do in such a case, including those involved. Von felt like such a fool for not paying closer attention, especially to what was right in front of him.

"Honestly I was hoping you would say that you bit him," he gave her a cross look and she countered, "Will you go to our King and ask him, now, just to be certain?" He did not answer her immediately and she said, "Or would you rather the suspense torment us?"

Still Von was not quick to answer, until finally he said, "I will go, just to be certain." Before he left the ship entirely he gripped her shoulder and said, "I don't think you need to worry."

Thelel was worried though, not necessarily for her own people, but for her own sanity's sake, a peculiar Dunduil is worse than an asshole she can at least predict. She did not trust him, even though her King may be hindering Dunduil's personal quests, she has a feeling his will is still at work in other ways. She wanted to ask the elders all the details they knew of apimic but without having any good reason they would become suspicious of her questions. She didn't know if the elder's knew anything or not, but she wasn't about to go stirring up trouble if nothing has come up yet. She would wait, again, until Von returned with more information.

Von was not about to go to the King until he had gotten a glimpse at Dunduil himself. On his way to him he did notice that the man usually resides closer to the camp than he is at the moment but Von didn't think anything of it. He swooped down low as he grew nearer to Dunduil's current station so that he could creep up unseen and unheard. He wasn't too far away, and Iseri seemed to be on her way to him, running through the woods at her leisure, though it would take her an hour or more to get there are her current speed. Von came in view of Dunduil through the trees a good ways away, and from there he spied on the large Saiyan.

He seemed normal enough to Von, stooping down to wash his hands and face in the lake nearby. Von stood around for some time, not finding anything significantly wrong with him or abnormal about his behavior. He wondered if he should stick around for Iseri to show up and see what happens. He did. It's a long time to wait in stillness and silence but he needed to know if there was anything going on. (Thelel is not one to cry wolf, without a wolf in the midst.)

Iseri didn't seem to say anything to Dunduil at first, standing a ways behind him. Dunduil has stiffened a little at her arrival, but he did not turn to greet her. Von watched in curiosity as Iseri drew a little closer. Dunduil finally stood up and turned to her.

"What do you want?" He said to her, Von couldn't quite hear him, but he could make out what he was saying by his body language and reading his lips, along with the quiet echos he could hear. Whatever it is that she said, if anything, for her body did not move, didn't make Dunduil happy. He said, "I thought you had a job to do?" She didn't seem to like that question, and she flung herself to him, and reached out for his face. He pulled back and grabbed her hand, moving it down, but still holding onto it. He didn't say anything, and there was a strange look on his face, like he couldn't say what he was thinking. "Come back to me when you have something interesting to say." Iseri left quickly, Von was sure she was crying.

That pissed him off. Iseri was young, much younger than Dunduil, and she loves him, it's obvious. She doesn't know any better, not enough to see that he's just using her, to whatever end, Von doesn't know, but it's a sad sight. Why people can see past his ill-manners to respect him is beyond Von. Von couldn't muster respect for Dunduil, or liking, or understanding even, but he would not deny that something was very, very wrong.

Dunduil is not one to avoid anyone. He roams where he pleases, when, and how. Dunduil is usually very pushy and very loud. Von slowly backed up, keeping an eye on him while he still could, before breaking away and heading in the current direction of his sire. This could not wait.

---

It's been taking a while now for Vegeta to get used to being alone again. There was no need for him to tiptoe around quietly and no more trash or items that he hadn't placed himself. He found that he enjoys sleeping in (something he's rarely done (and if ever, only by mistake)) and he was thrilled when he remembered he can train much harder now that no one was in the way. It didn't take long for him to notice that his mental focus has never been sharper and he knew he was still winding down a lot, relaxing more than he ever knew how. Still, there was a lingering discomfort, and even though it seemed to subside more and more day by day, Vegeta was bothered by it. He's long since torn down that wall he'd built in the lower bunker, and tossed out every article of Fronshir's he could find into space. He's cleaned all of his laundry, including the linen, but he felt almost naked at times, open and seen, even all alone in his ship.

He had a lot of time to think without any type of distaction. He went over everything that he's done over the past year or so that he's been gone. Actually it's nearing two years now, and a lot of it was filled with pain and heart ache, and a lot of it Vegeta wasn't even sure had been him. He had kissed Fronshir, was that something he had wanted to do? Or was that something planted in his mind, as well? He could only imagine what things Fronshir knows about him that he never led on to. Vegeta hadn't bothered with information like that at the time of reestablishing himself. He supposed that he simply wanted to know because they'd lived so close for so long, and Vegeta couldn't say for sure that they kissed by mistake. It didn't really matter, it was just the stale air of uncomfortableness slowly dissipating. It's natural to succumb to urges after being alone. If anything, Vegeta learned better than to jump to conclusions and he was not upset or angry about his previous situation.

It was almost difficult to be honest with himself in some cases. In fact, he's had that problem for a very long time now, and he was growing tired of it. Can he not even admit to himself what's true and what's not? Why be intimidated by the subtle but persistent thought that someone is watching [and thereby determining] his every step? As though there is someone out there he is supposed to impress. (How many more times must he go over this?) All it comes down to is a habit that is in need of being broken. Such a task is simple enough, and Vegeta had to admit he's been feeling rather alive recently and is up for it.

A new type of power had been released from within him and he had only begun to work with it. He now has the ability to learn more about others than they might have ever told him, and he, being of "diverse" background, is not one to waste time on being judgmental. Gossip never was of any interest to him. He could only imagine how they would all react if he told them he could read their thoughts. Will he tell them? He couldn't wait to try his new trick out, but he is alone all over again, and will be for some time now.

He has anxieties about returning to Earth, although he has not changed the course of his ship to any other destination. He has, on more than one occasion, thought seriously about shutting off his link to Kakarot. Those last months with Fronshir were all a blur for Vegeta, but now that he has his own thoughts back, Kakarot can't seem to leave them. He had hoped he was over it, or better maybe, but feeling Kakarot again brought a flush into his entire system. Vegeta doesn't want to look forward to seeing him and deliberately thinks about something else every time he pops into his head, but he can't help his dreams. He wishes even more that he would forget them when he wakes up, but every detail is so vivid he can't fight it. He both hates and loves the trip to Earth being so long as it is: two years, three months, twenty-seven days. (A/N: Vegeta was zooming through space to get Fronshir home, and he covered a lot of distance in a short amount of time. He's no longer racing towards his destination, but taking it easy on his ship for now. He'll have to stop and get fuel again eventually...) That is a lot of time to think about things, and a lot could happen during that time.

He wants to get back and see how everyone is fairing, particularly Goku. However, the trip is so long and he's not sure he can handle waiting just to be disappointed all over again. Vegeta wants, sometimes, to attempt to reach into Kakarot's mind and just find any information he chooses, but he knows, somehow, that Kakarot would be well aware of what he was doing, and could probably block him. Vegeta did not want to take the chance of getting caught. At the same time, he was interested to know whether or not they could communicate with words, telepathically, instead of just through their simple understanding of one another's wave lengths. He almost tried to talk to Kakarot once, but he held back, being unable to find the right words to say. A simple, 'What have you been doing?' isn't enough.

Kakarot seemed normal through their link, no distinct distress or guilt or anything else for that matter, except for that certain uneasiness that Vegeta knew didn't have anything to do with him. He didn't do too much feeling of Goku out because he didn't want to bring any attention to their link, but sometimes Kakarot would stir his side after Vegeta had stirred his without thinking, but Vegeta would never respond and Kakarot never tried again or initiated it.

He wondered for the umpteenth time if Kakarot could perceive his emotions, especially when his thoughts seemed particularly loud. Sometimes, when the hour was darkest, he would speak to Kakarot out of frustration, though only in his own mind, and he wondered if he ever knew it or heard it. Kakarot never seemed fazed and he never seemed weakened or wavered, which is sometimes what Vegeta imagined he must feel like to Goku. Vegeta wondered what Kakarot felt from his side, because there were moments when he was falling apart, and Kakarot never took notice, even though he feels as though he's bearing it all. He guessed that the only time Kakarot would be able to tell something was wrong was if his life was at stake, not his heart. Vegeta began to question that maybe the readings he was getting off of Kakarot were only surface readings on his end, as well, but he didn't linger on those questions very long.

Except, it's almost more difficult to be away from Kakarot now that he was right there, available to him, almost tangible. Vegeta found it all too easy to fall back on him, instead of trying again to forget about him. He never could forget about him in the first place, but he felt like there were some things that he couldn't remember towards the end of Fronshir's stay. He didn't know it if was because he hadn't been doing anything at all for two months straight that he had a hard time remembering things, or if it was something else, a combination of things, most likely. He decided he would meditate because of that, not really feeling much like training at the moment.

He took his time, getting into a comfortable seated position, and eventually began to open up his mind. He allowed the memories of his time with Fronshir to come forth and he sorted through them randomly. few of the memories were clear at first, but after some time he was able to recall scenes in more depth, bringing them up one by one and studying them. It took him a while to focus and bring his thoughts to his most recent conscious time with Fronshir but he was able to uncover memories that seemed buried very deep. Of all of his previous moments with the other prince, one in particular came to the surface...

Vegeta's Prominently Discovered Memory

They'd decided to unwind a little, put a few drinks down and talk. A lot of their conversation was sarcastic most of the time, only for a laugh, and they were slow to reveal things about themselves, as they had been all along, but Fronshir found something that Vegeta was interested in talking about, though he didn't have too much to say. The Saiyans, of course, his heritage and culture, his pride. Somehow they wandered off topic and Fronshir was currently trying to get him to tell him what his type is, since he already got out of him that he prefers men, as is natural and acceptable amongst his people, so he says.

"Well you should tell me!" Fronshir smiled handsomely. They were both standing in the kitchen, Vegeta was leaned up against the counter top with a hand placed on it, and a small smirk was on his face as he looked up at Fronshir. Fronshir was standing in front of him, a drink in one hand, and he was holding his elbow in his other hand.

"Well, should I then?" Vegeta laughed, shaking his head, "No, I don't think so." Although he was very tempted by Fronshir, especially after drinking, and he knew what he was doing. He didn't altogether despise him, and he was handsome, well put together, and he was... nice.

Fronshir put his ringed hand on Vegeta's shoulder, tightening his grip slightly, bold in his drunkenness, "You're no one's lover, hm?" In Fronshir's nervousness the didn't notice he quick look cross through Vegeta's eyes as he removed his hand.

Vegeta responded with a typical, "Hn," and a small lift of his chin as he closed his eyes and looked away.

Fronshir's heart was racing. This would not be their first kiss, but if he played it right, he may get more. Fronshir almost couldn't believe that Vegeta was basically making him lead. He imagined the roles would switch if he ever got the nerve to show him how he really feels. He said, tired of idle chat, "I think you're gorgeous," and reached for Vegeta's waist slowly while he put his cup down, coming very close in proximity to the other prince.

Time for Vegeta seemed so slow as Fronshir reached out for him. He felt his arm wrap around his waist and begin to pull his smaller body into Fronshir's, larger, welcoming one. Vegeta was shocked as he felt his head being tilted upwards and his eyes were locked to Fronshir's lips before they fell to a close and the two men kissed.

Instantly Vegeta felt like he was burning up. Fronshir spent the first few moments allowing them both to register the simple seduction being performed. When he felt Vegeta's hand touch his face he lost a little bit more control. He clutched at Vegeta's sides as he noticed their kiss becoming more frantic. Breathing was no where on Fronshir's mind as he lifted Vegeta up by his hips and placed him on the counter. Vegeta spread his legs and allowed Fronshir to come in between them as he ran his hands through the Horedan's long, thick hair, which he let completely down tonight.

Suddenly, as their tongues were crossing, and their mouths were panting, Vegeta saw images being flashed through his mind, images of him and Fronshir, doing all the things he desires with him. It was almost like watching a movie or replaying a memory. He could see, vividly, Fronshir sucking his dick in one flash, literally deep-throating him, and he watched in another scene, almost feeling the penetration, as Fronshir pushed his pretty cock inside of him, licking the nape of his neck as he filled him. It was all in his mind, but a great lust came over Vegeta. He moaned and unwrapped his tail from around his waist, and wrapped it around Fronshir's instead. His hands roamed up and down his chest, neck, and shoulders and Fronshir began to lift up Vegeta's shirt. They broke their kiss and he pulled it over his head, tossing it aside as he took a moment to appreciate the Saiyan's fantastic physique.

Vegeta unwound his tail and pushed him away. He got off the counter and turned around to pour them both one more shot. They took it quickly, Fronshir tried to hide his smirk, but he couldn't help his excitement as his lips pressed firmly against Vegeta's again. Vegeta tugged him by his shirt, leading him backwards toward the clothed entrance to his "room." Even in the dark they gracefully laid down in bed together, Fronshir sucking on Vegeta's neck while Vegeta untucked his shirt and began removing it. Fronshir lifted up for just a second so Vegeta could take it off, and then he held out a hand into the darkness. He created a tiny ball of light, that set a soft glow on them, and it floated a few feet away and then held in place.

Fronshir looked into Vegeta's eyes for a few moments, enthusiastic beyond explanation. Vegeta grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to him, crushing their lips together in a swollen kiss. The feel of Vegeta's legs pressing against his waist turned him on and he sent a few more images Vegeta's way that weren't too far off from happening. Vegeta swirled and dipped his tongue in his mouth suggestively, grinding his erection into what he could feel of Fronshir's through their clothing.

Then, in an instant, Vegeta's breathing stopped, and he just wanted to be with Kakarot. His thoughts were so loud, they seemed to project themselves, and Fronshir perceived an image of the dual-named character that Vegeta spent most of his time thinking about. The picture was so bright, and so clear, Fronshir could not touch it. He was impressed with the handsome man that he saw in Vegeta's mind, and he was awed by him, as though he had incredible powers.

Fronshir understood, somehow, and could not push forward. He gently kissed Vegeta's neck, and then he kissed his cheek, and then he silently left the room, and the ball of light died upon his exit. Finally Vegeta drew in a breath and shuddered as he fought with his emotions.

Back to Current

No wonder Vegeta barely remembered anything, and that was only days before Fronshir was revealed. Even though that wasn't the only time they ever kissed, he felt more at ease after having uncovered that memory. It only hurt to think about how much he really does miss that idiotic, brain-dead, son-of-a-saiyan.

It took a lot for him to admit to himself that he doesn't want to be alone and that he didn't want anyone else. Managing your days with family and close life-friends, as fruity as the words sound, are practical things to Saiyans; necessary, helpful, and a way of life. Vegeta felt an instinctual desire within him to watch over those closest to him. Vegeta grew to understand that Gohan and Goten are family to him as much as his own son during those eight years Goku was gone, just like he came to admit that Goku is his partner in life, and in blood. For so long Vegeta was angry that he never got his rightful chance in life to be all that he was meant to be, but he began to realize that the chances he did have he nearly threw away.

Vegeta should have bit him when he had the chance, and then Kakarot would have understood. He would have bit him, too, and then no one could separate them and then he wouldn't have to wonder, and maybe he wouldn't be so far away.

Vegeta just couldn't seem to run fast enough from the idea that he's heading back to the same situation he left, an ignorant Kakarot who does not feel the same way about him. He wanted the wait to be over as much as he wanted to change his mind about returning to Earth. Right now, all he can do is take it one day at a time, and at the moment, he's exhausted.
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