DoppelGoten, Part I

Goten's mysterious doppelgänger stayed with him for most of the day. At first they made love nonstop to calm their heat cycles within reason, and during Goten's turn to top he discovered just how sweet and innocent his double actually was. Afterward they reclined together, closely entwined, and a lump formed in Goten's throat.

"I wish you could stay with me," Goten said wistfully, playing with a lock of the other Goten's hair. It had turned black again after their exertion.

His double took his hand understandingly. "You mean you're lonely. I told you, I can help you with that."

Goten chewed his lip nervously. "Vegeta would never be interested in me. Not in this world."

"I think you're in for a nice surprise, 'Ten," his double told him with a mysterious smile. He liked calling him as Vegeta did in his own world. "Let's just say it's an intuition. Our worlds aren't that different."

Goten swallowed hard. "And... will I see you again?"

"You can count on that, too." His hand softly stroked Goten's hair, whose head rested on his shoulder until he drifted peacefully off to sleep.

Having counted on taking a short catnap, evening had fallen on the Sons' small dome house when he awakened again. Not surprisingly, his double was gone and his heart sunk. It had been a dream after all. However, a second dent was left on his pillow where it seemed another head had lain, and a small object caught his eye.

It was one orange wristband with his number 510 embroidered on the cuff. His eyes widening, he opened his dresser drawer where he kept his favorite clothes, and there atop his name T-shirt lie his own pair of orange wristbands. He had several pairs of black ones, but only one pair of orange ones.

Something else caught his attention, and he looked inside the lone orange one left on the bed. On the inside was stuck a small Post-It note. It read: Later, 'Ten.

Smiling, Goten took his signature outfit from the dresser and changed into it, tucking the single orange band in its place. So it was true, he thought with a grin, he really had been there. Goten sat on his bed with a sigh, smiling in wonder. Stranger things had happened.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at his door, which startled him. It wasn't his mother's knock, nor was it her ki, yet both were familiar. Slowly he opened the door, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Vegeta-san?" Suddenly he felt lightheaded until he found his voice again. "Uhm... doozo," he invited, noticing the amused look on Vegeta's face as he closed the door again. Very strange.

The latter approached him, his apparent amusement growing. "Saiyan Flu," he commented with a raised eyebrow, "That sounds serious. Maybe you should you be in bed."

Goten laughed nervously. "I was, I just... wasn't in the mood to be creative." A bit intimidated, he backed away slightly, feeling his back touch the wall.

Vegeta's mouth curved up in a fascinated smile. "I don't know..." He reached out to touch his face, which was suddenly flushed and feverish again. "Seems like a symptom to me. I wouldn't say flu, but definitely a Saiyan affliction." His hand moved slowly from his damp forehead to his flushed cheek, making Goten's heart beat wildly.

"Uhm... I..." Goten faltered, looking quickly at the floor. It wasn't helping that Vegeta's eyes swept slowly from his head to toe, his smile widening. Apparently he wasn't angry.

"It's true that your mother would not have understood," he voiced softly, "Luckily there's a cure for it." His hand stroked his cheek and Goten looked up, seeing that his smile was as soft as his strangely knowing voice.

"Wh-what?" Goten managed, his eyes trapped in Vegeta's blazing regard. He was also trapped between Vegeta's arms, as he'd placed his hands on the wall on either side of his head.

Vegeta's expression was as soft as his voice and he inched closer still, his hands gently cupping his face. "Here's a start."

Before Goten had time for another thought, Vegeta's lips were pressed gently to his own, flooding his whole being with tingling bliss. Melting euphorically into Vegeta's embrace that heated up fast, Goten's eyes closed with a sigh as Vegeta's strong arms pulled him close.

Goten held him tightly as he did in his dreams, ecstatically returning his sensual kiss and believing now that if this were possible, anything was.
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End of Part I
TBC in Part II
(later time, in same story)