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Needing Truth	By : Kyoshi-AngelofArtisan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1970 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Five: Goku’s POV

I stood waiting for Baba to arrive to go back to Earth, even if it’s only for 24 hours. Seven Earth years, that’s how long it’s been since I last seen my family and friends. The last I seen them, talked to them, they couldn’t understand why I chose to remain dead. Part of it must have been the shock of having Gohan fight Cell, and of that monster nearly blowing up the entire world and my death to save the planet I love and for them.

“There you are Goku, you ready to go to Earth for the day?” I heard an airy female voice say from behind me. I felt the grin break out over my face. I couldn’t wait. After seven years I get to see how much Gohan and Trunks’ have grown and see Vegeta one last time. Either I’m going to get my wish of spending one night to know what it would have been like to be his lover or give him the rematch I promised him all those years ago. Before I knew it, the silent air boomed with sound of people talking, having a good time.

The smell of cooking food filled the air. Before me stood the z-team, my friends who I rather call my family. Piccolo leaned against the tree looking unimpressed. Vegeta didn’t look at me, arms crossed over his chest. “GOKU!” I heard Krillen and Bulma call out as they hugging me along with Yamcha and Tien.

“Hey guys, long time no see” I laughed using the fake innocent tone that they knew to be me. I figure only Gohan could tell I was faking it. I looked over the group noticing a boy with lavender hair; Trunks standing next to Vegeta looking just as unimpressed as Piccolo. On the other side of Piccolo stood a young man dressed in green and black with sunglasses on with a girl hanging off his arm and a kid hiding behind his leg. The man for the most part smelt like Gohan but there was something off about it besides it being mixed with Piccolo’s scent.

“Hi dad... there’s someone I want you to met. Goten this is our father...Dad, met Goten.” I looked at the boy who looked out from behind Gohan. I couldn’t believe how much he looked like me yet didn’t. The boy hid further behind Gohan. I looked at Gohan again, so much conflict hidden deep within his eyes. I noticed the lack of Chichi being here. I couldn’t help the worry that. “Don’t look so worried, Chichi can’t hurt me...She’s dead...” I blinked and watched as the girl gasped looking up at Gohan holding tighter onto his arm. He pulled away from her, stepping closer to Piccolo who still didn’t look impressed.

“um...Hi...” I smiled kneeling down to the boy’s level. He was shy but he didn’t have Gohan’s reserve about talking to people. I open my arms to the boy. Had I known Chichi was pregnant with him I might not have stayed dead. It wasn’t fair to Gohan to have to help raise the boy. After a second he hugged me and tightly. I couldn’t help but hug him back just as tightly as he hugged me. “You’re the last one of the team to resister. We got here at the crack of dawn so we wouldn’t have to wait in line to do it. You’re going to watch me fight right dad? I’m going to make you and brother proud of me and how well I can fight” I laughed at the boy’s eagerness. I put him on the ground with a true smile.

“You bet son.” I ruffled his hair before walking over to Gohan who watched the crowd walking past us. ‘Thank you Gohan for looking out for him and I’m sorry for leaving you alone to deal with her. I’m glad you’re safe’ I used the mental link between us. I felt his shock. “You better take care of him Piccolo or I’ll come back here myself to make you pay for hurting him.” I said. It wasn’t that shocking to me that they had become lovers. The two held such a deep bond for each other that only a total idiot couldn’t see it. I pulled Gohan in for a hug the he returned almost desperately. I guess the last seven years have been the hardest on him.

“Moron; go register for the tournament, so we can go eat. You can share stories then.” I laughed. I missed hearing Vegeta’s voice. It was short and though I know he was trying to sound angry and pissed off at me all I could hear was the sorrow in his voice and the slight relief that hid under the fake tone he used. I nodded and took Goten’s hand letting the boy lead the way to the sign-in table as the others fallowed. It wasn’t till we were already walking towards the table did I notice 18 and Krillen had hair. “um...why is 18 here and Krillen what’s up with the hair?” I asked blinking getting a nervous laugh from Krillen.

“18’s my wife Goku and well keeping my head shaved and waxed was just too much work to do now that I have a family to support and raise.” I blinked more, looking at my best friend than to the blond woman walking behind us. I noticed the faint blush on her cheeks but left things at that.

“Congratulations you two, I’m happy for you both” I said. I meant it, they looked happy together unlike how I was with Chichi. I notice Gohan walking behind Piccolo, the girl still trying to cling to him and he was still rejecting her politely but she wasn’t getting the hint. I looked over at Vegeta out of the corner of my eye. He still had his arms crossed and he looked more lonely than ever though, a detested looked played on his features.

“He already turned her down two weeks ago and harshly too. What’s with these Earth women and not getting the hint?” He growled out bitterly. “He has your soft heartedness Kakarot. For nearly dying from it last week and he still didn’t learn from it...” I blinked looking at Vegeta. He growled, glaring at me out of the corner of his eyes. “What are you staring at clown?” I missed his insults for me. In general, I missed the proud prince and his antics while I was dead. I swear that by then end of my time here on Earth I was going to kiss him at the very least.

‘You; call me soft all you want but I missed you while I was in paradise...I missed everyone but you’re the one I couldn’t stop thinking about. Day, night, it didn’t matter, the only time I could stop myself was during training and half the time that didn’t even work. I figured that since I only got today to be my last day on earth, I want to spend as much time as I can being by your side.’ I said mentally to him, partly confessing my love for him. I really fear that he would reject me if I fully told him about my feelings. I felt his shock as his step faltered slightly.

‘Kakarot...what the hell are you trying to say?’ I didn’t say anything back as I signed in for the tournament. Afterwards I let Goten drag me off towards where Bulma arranged for us to eat privately.

The room was large with a large table in the center with piles of food mounted high. My mouth watered at I walked over to the table everyone finding their seats. I couldn’t help but notice how everyone sat at the table. Most of the couples sat across from each other, except Gohan who sat beside Piccolo on the man’s left side. I blinked notice that Goten was also sitting on the left side of Trunks’, Vegeta even sat to the left side of me. ‘You missed a lot being dead dad...Vegeta, Goten and I are transfer males. Think of it as a third gender of the saiyan race. The sitting on the left side of a more ‘dominate’ male is a sign of our status. With Piccolo and I being mates, I could sit on either side of him but I like sitting on his left side, it just feels right. It’s why my scent has changed along with the scare on my right wrist and left side of my neck. It’s from the mating ritual. If it wasn’t for Piccolo, I wouldn’t be here dad...’ I heard Gohan’s voice ring out in my head. Looking over at him he was talking with Dende and Piccolo in their native language. Videl who sat next to Dende was giving them funny looks for talking in a different language. My own son wasn’t even looking at me, I must have been giving of some powerful confusion vibes for him to pick up on.

‘Gohan...?’

‘What? You where giving off confused vibes since you got here, it’s kind of hard not to notice. Look; don’t worry about Trunks and Goten. Both know about it and when the time comes they have their own plan to deal with it.’ I looked over at the two boys who were having an eating contest. ‘look Dad, Vegeta wants something to happen today, but your going have to cut through his pride to make it happen. Now’s your chance for you two to go out of the room to ‘talk’ if you know what I mean’ I smiled nearly choking on my mouthful of food. Gohan didn’t waste time pointing things out, though he rarely go without speaking up if he felt/ thought something should be voiced. I nudged Vegeta and nodded to the door.

“We’ll be back Guys, I need to talk to Vegeta about something.” I said half dragging Vegeta with me to leave the room. I made sure the hallway was clear and the door to the room was closed, so others couldn’t see us or fallow without us knowing it. I pinned him against the wall keeping our bodies close together. The shock and fear in his dark, bottomless eyes was clear. I smirked, closing the distance to press our lips. His lips were warm and soft against mine, it took a moment before his hands clutched my shirt tightly, as he started to kiss back, fallowing my lead. I have to admit that my fantasies about this kiss could never do justice compared to how this kiss was turning out.

In all my life I never had a kiss that made me dizzy yet feel so much more alive from it. I never let Chichi know it but I always wanted to show affection, to hold someone in my arms for hours, to cuddle with them every night, to have kisses like this, to have something special in the entire world that no one else can be a part of. It took years of being dead to understand what I wanted out of my life; a life that I gave up twice for to save the world and my friends, my sons. I wanted deepen the kiss but I heard someone coming towards the door. I broke the kiss and stepped back a step. I felt cold already missing the heat from his body.

“I was thinking that if we don’t fight each other in the tournament that we should head up to the lookout and have our rematch up there” I said putting on that fake innocent’s again while he became cold and unreadable again. I wanted to pull him against me and melt that wall around him, to feel all that desperation and emotions that he kept locked away. The door to the room opened and Piccolo stepped out closing the door behind him. He nodded to us before turning to walk away from the room. The second he vanished from sight I was pressed up against the other wall with Vegeta against me, clutching tightly to my shirt.

“Idiotic clown; I didn’t want you to leave me behind. I was finally ready to stop being alone, to open up to someone, you went and got yourself killed. Do you have any idea how hard it’s been these last seven years for me...?” I cut him off with another kiss. I poured every ounce of love and respect I had for this man into the kiss. I held him tight to me, memorizing the feel of him being in my arms. What ever happened today was going have to last me till his death...maybe longer than that. He was no saint but then he had helped to save the earth and stop Frieza but it didn’t mean that he would go to paradise but he might not go to hell either. Only time would tell where King Yama would send his soul when his time in this life came to an end.

“I get it Vegeta and being honest here, I didn’t want to stay dead, I wanting to come back for you and Gohan but look at how things went when I was off training after my fight with Frieza on Namik. The both of you where safe here on earth, you both had peace. I’m the cause of the androids being build; I’m the reason why Frieza came to Earth, why Raditz, Nappa and you came to Earth. I had to stay dead...it was the only way I could insure that you two and Goten are safe.” I whispered to him, our lips just millimetres apart. “I love you Vegeta.” I voiced it, to both of us. I voiced how I felt about him. The words Chichi longed to hear from me, was heard by the prideful man in my arms.

“If we don’t fight in this ridiculous tournament, I rather not fight at all. I want to know what it’s like to have one night with you would be like. Please?” he whispered back softly begging me not to break this one last chance we had to be together. I was glad he didn’t reject me out right. Even if I never hear him say he loves me back, I can live with it, knowing that he didn’t fully hate me either.

“For you my Prince, anything.” I breathed back to him claiming his lips one last time before we headed back to enjoy the feast that was a waiting our return. I noticed Gohan’s knowing smirk he flashed us. I nodded back to him before taking my seat again. As Goten and Trunks filled us in while we ate about who won their eating contest.
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