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By : Herpb4uDerp
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...Than No Advice

Flashback 2

Vegeta can't run away from the problem of his aging wife forever. But sometimes it helped to just get away and throw fists until he forgot for a little while.

His opinions of Goku had always been difficult to decipher and continually challenged by just about everything that damned idiot does. There was rivalry of course, and jealousy. He could admit that to himself if not anyone else... but there was also respect and camaraderie. They'd fought side by side and faced death together. That had built up his ability to tolerate the third class more than anything else.
Kakarot’s constant bright and positive personality ringing through their shared miseries and failures had made him soften toward the third class far more than he cared to admit and the last Earth raised member of his dead race was also ironically the last connection to being Saiyan that Vegeta had. The feelings accompanying that notion were complex and dredged up things inside him he had no interest in sorting through at any point in his life. So he left Kakarot and his own peculiar brand of affectionate animosity toward the fool as they were and relied instead on what was most easily accessible... Irritation.

Despite all this complication on Vegeta’s end, they still spar and train easily together. Probably because they don't talk much and when they do Vegeta has a way of making sure it's to the point. Tonight was no different until Goku got it in to his head that Vegeta was the best person to help him work through his personal issues.

They had been at it for barely a half an hour when Vegeta starts lagging behind. He's not as wound up as Goku, he doesn't have the same troubling thoughts racing through his head about inadequacy. Instead he is weighed down by the heavy sour thoughts that nothing good in his life ever lasted. Goku takes the decrease in performance as an opening to start wearing on the older Saiyan's nerves, hoping he'll be more conversational now that he's tired and his guard is down.

"Hey Vegeta" Goku throws a left hook that the other Saiyan barely doges.
Vegeta answers through grinding teeth, "What?!"
"Do you ever think about... fighting..." Goku blocks a combination "when you're not supposed to?"
Vegeta shakes his head in confusion, "What?" He tries to throw a swift round kick but Goku counters, "There's no wrong time to think about new tactics."
"No.. I mean... like, when you're supposed to be thinking about something else." Vegeta misses another strike and powers down lowering himself back to the ground with a frustrated huff. Goku follows accepting the signal that the spar was over for the night.
"Kakarot. What the fuck are you talking about?" He crosses his arms.
His coarse language always surprises the younger of the two, even though he should be used to it by now. Goku's hand reaches behind his head and he looks away nervously.
"I just mean... when you should be... paying attention to something else," or someone else, "but all you can think about is... sparring."
Vegeta still doesn't understand what the idiot is trying to say but he leans back against a large boulder and gives him an honest answer anyway, "Maybe when I was trying to achieve Super Saiyan. Tch, I thought about training to beat you constantly. I find that my head is clearer now, though I do still try to think of new ways to hit you whenever I can. Why are you asking me this?"
"So... it's normal?"
"What's normal?"
"Thinking about... sparring when you shouldn't be."
"Kakarot, who cares? If that’s what's made you the fighter you are, then think about it whenever you want."
"I just... want to know if it's a Saiyan thing."
"If what's a ‘Saiyan thing?’"
"Sparing and-" he didn't plan this far. He didn't think he'd have to say it.
"What? Kakarot, spit it out!"
"Sex! Sparing and... sex." He whispers the last word while a furious shade of red heat creeps up his neck.
Vegeta's face is absolutely priceless and Goku would have laughed if he hadn't been so internally rattled, so he commits it to memory and files it away for a rainy day.
"Sparring... and sex?" He asks just to make sure he heard it right because he's sure he didn't.
Goku nods.
"You think about sparring…? While you're being ... intimate with your wife?"
Goku nods again. The heat on his face almost unbearable now despite the cool night air.
"I guess it's no wonder I haven't surpassed you, I'll never be that devoted to training." he says with a smirk but Goku doesn’t laugh. He can’t even look the other Saiyan in the eyes.
"It's not like that. I don’t think about tactics." Goku hesitates, “It’s more about… I think about... my... opponent.”
Vegeta's brows raise and he finally thinks he understands what the third class is saying.
"Your ’opponent?’” Goku nods, “Is that what this is about? You're worried because you don't always think about your wife when you're with her?"
Goku nods and nervously threads his fingers through his hair.
He snorts, "No, Kakarot. I don’t think it’s a 'Saiyan Thing,’ to rationalize imagined infidelity as ‘sparring’ other women, I think it’s just y-"
"No, that’s not-!” Goku snaps, finally getting the point that was bothering him. “...I don't imagine other women!"
Vegeta laughs, "then what's the-" the realization hits and the valley is suddenly dead silent. He debates whether or not he should even ask, because he thinks he already knows the answer, "Kakarot... who…is your… ‘opponent?’"
"N-no one in particular!" He rushes the words out with his hands raised defensively. “... it's just always... always a guy… and I can’t- …." he closes his mouth before he makes this any worse for himself.
There's a few moments of silence, then he hears Vegeta say something strange and foreign sounding. Goku, who has plopped down to the ground, looks over at Vegeta's amused expression with question marks in his eyes,
"It is 'a Saiyan thing' as you so aptly put." He repeats the foreign sound again. “It’s common. Especially among the lower classes.”
“Really?” He smiles with relief.
Vegeta’s mouth quirks as he appreciates Goku’s sudden interest in Saiyan culture, “Field relations between soldiers were… not only prevalent, but encouraged because it reduces tension and battle stress….” Goku’s eyes widen, “And the lower classes were predominantly male, so….”
“They were?!” Vegeta nods. “So it’s because… it's because I’m a fighter! That I like other fighters! ….?”
“I- …” His confidence buckles a little under Goku’s expectant gaze as he tries to avoid revealing the painful truth that he did not know that much more about Saiyans than Goku. “Yes?”
“Oh! Ok! How common was it?”
“... Well, it’s not like… there was any official rule or census on the matter. Class distinctions were far more important, so I don’t-” He can see Goku hanging on every word and tries to remember. “Third class was the largest class and had the lowest percentage of females, but… There were many who still had families… and there were also elites who didn’t… so...” he gives up, “I don’t know.”
“What? Why not? You’re the Prin-”
“Because I was a child when our race was wiped out you idiot!” He huffs angrily, “Raditz wasn't much older than I was! And Nappa never talked to us about Saiyan culture except that per tradition; I was the prince, I was the strongest, and so I was to lead. Strength over everything.”
“But-”
“Kakarot. Our planet was destroyed. My knowledge is unfortunately” he sighs, “limited.”
There is a long quiet as Goku tries to soak in everything Vegeta told him, “But... it's… it’s ok…? That I don’t-… It’s… ok… for Saiyans?"
He wants to poke at Goku's clear embarrassment, but the anguish on the normally carefree face told him that his next words mattered more than usual, "Kakarot, you were the first Super Saiyan. Obviously you’re ok. ...Super ok."
“Super ok….” Goku repeats quietly with a soft smile and leans back on his hands. "And… you’re like this too?"
"I said among the lower classes, third class. I’m Royalty.”
Goku frowns and Vegeta finds it difficult not to be completely honest when he looks like that, "Kakarot...” he pauses and tries to figure out how best to put, “I traveled from end to end of the galaxy before I was a man with grunts like Raditz and Nappa to advise me. I've seen and done all kinds of weird shit before coming to Earth that I’m sure would keep you up at night… some of which was with species that didn’t even have the same basic…” he waves his hand with a smirk, “functions. ...It has never made much difference to me what it was that made the mistake of catching my attention. They all suffered the same fate in my bed.”
Goku so desperately wanted to ask if that meant Vegeta had been with a man. And what that was like. And if it was better and… and how? …. But he was far too embarrassed by the slew of imaginings accompanying his current thoughts of, “...functions?”
Vegeta tilts his head with a smile, “Nappa once told me my standard of ‘compatible’ was so low it disgraced my royal Saiyan heritage ten generations back. Raditz simply called me depraved." and then on many occasions, he joined. He smirks at the younger Saiyan. “I suppose our dead race has denied us both the luxury of normalcy. Shit happens.”
Goku lets out a snort at his words, then furrows his brows again, "Well, do you… have any advice? It's just ... it’s really hard... to be with Chi Chi… the way she wants..."
Vegeta feels a sharp pang of something unfamiliar that he would later learn is called pity and genuinely considers if there is anything worth telling him. However, he'd never been with a partner he didn’t find attractive or at the very least interesting. He found Bulma particularly alluring with her fiery personality and unusual coloring… and also understood marriage to be a permanent contract on this planet... so, "No, I don't." He sees Goku sulking and rolls his eyes, "No one's perfect, Kakarot. I- It's not like I don't have other issues."
"Like what? Maybe I have those too."
"Other issues, Kakarot... It's late. I think it's time we return to our houses."

He reluctantly agrees and they take off.

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The frustration with himself never quite dissipated because Vegeta never did give him any advice. Ultimately he was still left at square one with his stressful marriage. However, it had given him hope that he wasn't just… wrong. And although he didn't think telling Chi Chi it was just a, ‘saiyan thing’ would make her feel any better, it at least made him feel better. Plus, now he had a name for it. Though he's not sure if he's pronouncing it right. He wonders if it's Saiyan or another language. He supposes he might never find out. Even if Vegeta's gotten less intentionally malicious over time the Royal was still as reserved and short tempered as ever. Short. Short tempered... His temper is as tall as he is. Goku chuckles to himself.

Despite all that, Goku still finds himself trying to make midnight spars a habit. He isn't successful. Most of the time Vegeta doesn't respond and when he does it is rarely friendly leaving Goku to toss and turn for a few hours until he can manage to forget the insult and fall asleep. In fact he doesn't manage to get another conversation out of Vegeta until the galactic police show up and ask them to help on another mission. Well, they asked Goku and Goku asked Vegeta, who said no the first four times and yes the fifth time.

"Why do you need my help?"
"Because, it's not one giant monster like last time. They said it's... an infestation, there could be millions. It'll go a lot faster if I have someone else to help me."
"Why not take your son? He loves doing these stupid missions."
"Chi Chi said Gohan can't miss anymore school."
“Not my problem.”
“It… it’s gonna pay good.”
“Don’t care. I already live like a king.”
“...You mean a prince?”
Vegeta shoots him a particularly grumpy scowl.
"But Vegeetaa~" Goku whines.
He tries to muster his most intimidating glare but that’s never been a very successful tactic against Kakarot’s persistence and the fool just looked so damn pathetic with that stupid smile! "Tch! Fine! Just- Leave me alone for five fucking minutes so I can tell the woman!"
The younger Saiyan grins and IT's away happily.
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