Picturesque

Picturesque

By: Sabi-san (sabisan25@aol.com)

Rating: Yaoi

Paring: Goku x Vegeta

Disclaimer: I don't own any anime whatsoever. I just borrow them from time to
time to mess with their lives.

Warning: If you are under 18, don't read this. Not that I could stop you. If
you don't like sex, go away. You make me sick.

Picturesque

Chapter 4

Roughly an hour later, Vegeta touched down in Goku's yard. The tall Saiyan
bolted from inside the house.

"Hey Vegeta! I didn't think you were coming!" He stopped just short
of the prince. He wanted to hug Vegeta again, but knew better. Hugging Vegeta
would not only piss of the ouji, but it probably wasn't a good idea considering
his feelings for the small man. A small shiver went down his spine. Vegeta was
here. He hoped he didn't embarrass himself.

"I didn't feel like cooking," Vegeta answered.

Goku took it as the excuse he knew it was. Smiling, he replied, "Well,
you're just in time. Come on around back." That said, he jogged around the
small house. Vegeta followed him toward the smell of roasted meat.

~~~~~

A while later, two sated Saiyans lounged in the grass, contemplating the stars.
Goku was dying of curiosity as to why the prince had been in the forest. He
held back his questions during dinner, not wanting to anger Vegeta. But now he
thought it might be a good time. He glanced over at the reclined prince.

Vegeta lay with his hands behind his head. His spandex clad legs were crossed
at the ankles. His chest rose and fell slowly. He was the essence of calm.

Goku's eyes traveled the length of the black spandex, storing every groove,
every valley in his memory.

Kisama! he cursed mentally as he felt a familiar tightening in his
groin. Not now!his arousal. Why the hell did I look at him like that? I know better!style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Chin resting on his hands, Goku willed away
the hardness between his legs. Sighing, he turned his head toward Vegeta.

"Saa... Vegeta? Why were you in the forest?"

Vegeta turned toward him and blinked. "Nani?" He honestly hadn't
heard the question. He had been lost in his thoughts. Thoughts about the major
direction change in his life, his lack of friends, and Kakarot. Mostly about
Kakarot and how nice it was to just lie there beside him and be comfortable.

"Ano... why were you in the forest?" Goku asked again, shyly.

Vegeta looked at the Saiyan for a few seconds then turned back to the stars.
"I was looking for a place to stay."

"To stay?" Goku asked, confused.

"Hai. The woman and I... had a disagreement." He paused. "I
left." Why was he telling that baka all this? He didn't need to know. Strangely,
though, it didn't bother him to be talking to Kakarot.

Goku rested his chin on his hands again, thinking. Vegeta had left Bulma. He
was looking for a place to stay. And for some reason, out of all the forests in
the world, he had picked the forest that Goku's house was in. He thought to
himself You could stay with me.

Vegeta turned to look at the orange clad Saiyan. He lay on his stomach, looking
dejectedly in front of him. Vegeta's forehead creased. He looks so lonely.

Goku lay quietly, deep in thought. Sure it would be cool to have Vegeta live
with him, but could he really stand it? Having the prince around all the time
would definitely put a strain on his composure, not to mention his pants. He
sighed inwardly. Should he offer? What if Vegeta refused? He chanced a glance
at the prince.

Vegeta sat up, looking away from Goku. Thinking quickly, he announced,
"I'm going home now." He turned to face the Saiyan once again.
"I expect a spar tomorrow."

Goku grinned happily at his words. "Hai, Vegeta. Sounds great!" His
heart leaped inside his chest. A spar with Vegeta! He couldn't wait! Maybe,
with the prince living so close, it would become a daily thing. Goku dared to
hope.

Vegeta stood, dusting off his pants. "See you in the morning." And with
that, he flew off to his clearing.

Goku sighed, watching Vegeta fly away, already missing him. Well, he'd see him
tomorrow. But he really wished the prince had stayed a while longer. Night had
barely started and nights were when he was loneliest.

He rolled onto his back, hands resting on his chest. He was lonely, but he was
still happy. Not too far away the object of his fantasies was staying. Goku
wondered what Vegeta had planned. Was he camping out? Goku shook his head.
Knowing how conniving Vegeta was, he probably had weaseled a capsule house form
Bulma.

Goku curled one hand behind his head, his thoughts wandering. He imagined
Vegeta walking into a capsule bedroom, slowly undressing as he went. He walked
to the bed and laid down, the sheets caressing his naked body. Slowly his arm
wrapped itself around the small waist, pulling him closer to a hard chest. His
head leaned forward to nuzzle Vegeta's neck.

Goku's eyes shot open. He groaned, rolling over. He rubbed his arousal into the
ground. (No! I can't think like this!) He panted, thrusting his hips into the
soft earth. A moan escaped his lips. With an angry growl, he jumped to his
feet. Running as fast as he could, he headed for the nearest tree. Lowering his
head like a bull, he collided with his chosen victim.

A giant crash reverberated through the clearing. A huge tree lie on its side.
At its base, sprawled across its jagged stump lay an unconscious Goku.

~~~~~

AN: Heh, can't you just see the cute little passed out manga face? Well, not as
short as the others, but still shorter than my usual. How am I doing,
story-wise? Besides making Vegeta OOC?