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Unbeaten Paths	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Unbeaten Paths
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 4
- 5
- 6
Chapter 5

"Where do you think they are?" Goten had asked. Sometime. Maybe yesterday. He didn't remember. They were standing outside at the time, with his boyfriend looking up at the sky while he looked down at the bare chest and the strength in the smaller body. Strange, wasn't it, that he was bigger than Goten and Goku was bigger than his father. Not that he was thinking about the fathers at then, or now. But Goten asked, and he had muttered something, maybe, something about the plan to go to New Namek, to bring back Radditz.

Stupid plan. But he figured his father would get sex out of the deal. Raunchy sex.

The sort of stuff that he would like to be indulging in right now. But his boyfriend was sleeping now, curled up and snoozing, not deep sleep, and when he woke up Goten would give him that look that said they really did need to train which made him wonder. Wonder all sorts of depressing things about the fate of their relationship.

Not that their love was based on sex or anything, they had been friends long before they learned about things like erections and he sincerely hoped that they would be friends for much longer. But he liked sex, missed the endless bouts of sex that had been the norm just months ago. Now it seemed like he had to fight just to get any.

"You're pouting," Goten murmured without waking up, he snuggle down deeper into his pillows and the sheet slipped off his bare shoulder. Trunks leaned over his shoulder, rested his chin on it and sighed. He was pouting.

"So?" His hand moved down the warm skin of his lover, to his hip and then back up, over his stomach and his chest, just rubbing, enjoying the feel of being naked and touching.

Goten rolled onto his back again with a huff of perfectly evident exasperation. "Pouting and horny don't look good when you mix them. Don't you get tired?"

"No." That could be tied up in that 'puberty' nonsense because the feeling that he needed to screw his mate into oblivion wasn't really gone, but he was trying his best not to be too apparent with this need considering Goten was incredibly touchy as of late about sex of any sort. Like it was such a chore.

And a sigh was the reply to that statement. "Well. Then." Long legs kicked the sheet off and they were naked in the cool rush of air, Goten shivered and his skin rolled with goose-bumps. Dark eyes looked up at him with something that was unfamiliar, something that was so strange to look at. He wrapped his arms around Goten and pulled him close to him.

"Tru..."

"The solution isn't to just lay there, Goten," he said, "It helps if I know whats going on in your head." Weighed out the answer to that question and blamed Gohan in the back of his mind for having an impact on his brother in whatever fashion. Knew that it probably had nothing to do with the eldest Son...er...son, but Gohan was a safe person to blame things on.

There was another huff, hot breath on his chest and Goten looked up at him, laying over his chest as he was and shook his head. "There's nothing to say." Like that was an answer. Why did his boyfriend have to be difficult? What was this thing that they did to one another where there was always something they wanted to say but they never just spit it out?

"Goten," he said, wanted to say more but he couldn't think of the words that were needed. Loosened his arms and let Goten roll away from him, looked at him as he stood up and sighed when Goten just stayed there, in the sunlight from the window, like he didn't know where to go from that moment. It made him feel better to know that they were both lost. "I love you."

Goten turned and looked at him. Silence weighed down the room for a moment. Then a smile, a nod a "I love you too, Trunks." Then his boyfriend jumped on him, accidentally kneed him in the stomach and Trunks yelped in pain, pushed the leg off his waist which brought the rest of Goten's weight down on him, drove the breath out of his lungs.

"Ow," he whimpered. Heard the impish laugh, then Goten slid down his body, away from him, warm hands and warm mouth, all against his hot skin where the red marks were. They wouldn't form bruises, but they hurt like hell now. Goten licked them, the whole mark, sucked on his skin until it wanglingling and then he sucked in a breath as the wandering, hot tongue moved lower. "Hey," he said, wanted to let Goten know they didn't have to do anything, that it wasn't necessary to...

Dark eyes looked up at him and a smile crossed his boyfriend's face.

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"I don't want to concentrate!"

"Obviously."

"This wouldn't be so difficult if you would put clothes on." He pouted, crossed his arms over his chest, and realized only after that Vegeta was doing the same, so they were sitting there on their bed glaring at one another with identical poses. (Genius, wasn't it?)

"You are able to concentrate even when you're naked, Kakarot."

"Concentrate on being naked," he countered, "Or concentrate on sex, sure. But you want me to think about my own ass." Sex was great, he had liked the sex of yesterday, but today they were supposed to be regenerating their tails. As Vegeta informed him this would be a bit of a tedious thing to do that might take as long as TEN FREAKING HOURS. NAKED HOURS. WITHOUT FOOD!

"Not your ass, Kakarot, your tail. How it felt to have a tail, how you felt when you had one, the way it moves. The strength you have when you have your tail."

Whatever. It is essentially the same thing, wasn't it? The tail was supposed to right above his ass, and for that matter why in the hell was he supposed to be regrowing his...oh, yeah, becauseditzditz (Mr. I'm so great, I kidnapped your son and shagged your mate) would have his tail.

Vegeta sighed the sigh of a man who had just now realized he locked himself in a small tin can with Goku. (Honestly, it was Vegeta's idea to do this space voyaging thing anyway, you'd think he would have realized the downfalls of having Goku with him all this time would be.) "...Just concentrate Kakarot."

"What do I get out of it?"

"Your tail."

Ha. As if that was enough of a incentive. "What else?"

"Superiority over Radditz."

Tempting. Very tempting, but he didn't think he could sit still for ten hours and think about how he could smash his brother's face into all the large mountain-like structures they came across. Eventually beating the shit out of the long-haired waste of Saiyan genetics would become boring, even in his own head. "What else?"

Vegeta had that murderous gleam in his eyes. "I'll teach you a new trick if you SHUT THE FUCK UP AND CONCENTRATE ON YOUR FUCKING TAIL."

"Fucking tail? Can you even do that Vegeta?" He said that one just to be annoying. Said with just the right amount of guileless gullibility and in response got a tired look from his mate who was all but ready to reach forward and strangle the life out of him.

"Actually," was the clipped response, "Yes you can." But no elaboration on the thought, Vegeta turned his back to him and set about 'concentrating.' Goku felt a whine in his chest, but suppressed it and thought about this new idea of 'tail fucking' or 'fucking tail.'

Extra appendages did open a whole new can of possiblities. Depending on how well he remembered how to control his tail, that was, and how much concentration it took. There was, of course, the squick factor to think of when it came to the new method of 'fucking.'

But he let those thoughts leave him, and closed his eyes, thought of when he had been little, what it had been like to have a tail. It was a strange thought to remember, the way everything was different, every single movement was different because there was a tail to consider then. The sensitivity of the tail, the fur that was always soft under his fingers. He missed his tail, suddenly, missed it terribly and thought with a sort of desperation how much he would like to have it back. Wondered just how far he could push his energy level with a tail to help him.

He was always stronger with his tail, you know. Thought of what it would be like to be with Vegeta with a tail, to wrap his around his mate's and feel their new strength.

Thought with glee of what it would be like to beat Radditz' face in with a tail to assist his strength. Thought about the things he didn't remember, like the color, the exact feeling of hair standing on end, or ruffling. The way it connected to his back and what it had been like to sleep with his tail curled around him.

His breathing evened out, and he settled down to think intensely about what he did not remember and what he did. Heard Vegeta's breathing settle as well and didn't even smile to himself about it.

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Goten: What in the hell is wrong with me?

Trunks: Maybe you're pregnant.

Goten: O.o!

Vegeta: Wrong story moron.

Trunks: Anything is possible.

Goku: Really?

Vegeta: Oi.

Hello folks. I have been horribly neglecting this place, haven't I? I'm really sorry for all the folks that read on this site (or any site, really) I'm going through a major upheaval of real life nonsense and blaaah. No real excuse. I'm going to finish every story, I promise. And Apologize again for the delay. *looks cute so folk will love her.
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