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Stupid Obsessions	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 6769 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Stupid Obsessions 8:

Right. So he left. Left the warmth of Vegeta and Bulma to stand out here. In the cold. Without a shirt, without shoes, with the marks from their rather nice afternoon on his skin and watch the sun rising. Then watch clouds pass--actually he spent all the time looking down at his feet. Sitting on his ass. Looking at his feet.

Pouting.

Vegeta would have told him that he was being a baby. But then, he didn't figure Vegeta would be around anytime soon. After all, the Prince eventually had to realize that he, Kakarot--Third Class Baka--had sex with not only Bulma but Vegeta himself. He had dominated the Prince and everyone in the universe knows that Vegeta was not the sort of person that just sat back and allowed that to happen.

Even if he did seem to enjoy it well enough.

Pride would get in the way. People staring would get in the way. Questions. Jealousies. Nagging little thoughts. Their children. Sure--Trunks was okay with it. But Goten, Gohan, and Bra? He wasn't so sure he could pick up the little blue-haired girl and pull off a clueless happy act:

"Oh, I'm your mommy and daddy's new fuckbuddy, Bra."

Right. Not likely. But then, at the same time... No. This was best. This was sensible. This is what Chichi would have done (except for the fact that Chichi wouldn't have been caught dead in bed with Bulma and Vegeta.) And if Chichi would have done it that mean it was probably the correct, polite, and completely human thing to do.

"Idiot," Vegeta said.

Goku turned and found himself looking at Vegeta's legs, and looked up but Vegeta actually plopped himself right down on the grass next to him. Like they were friends or something. He chanced a smile and found that his heart just wasn't in it.

"And you stink."

Well of course he did. He was a fan of nature and all but taking a bath in the cold at night was not a good idea no matter who you were. Besides, he liked the smell. It reminded him that the whole thing hadn't been some wildly elaborate wet dream of his. Vegeta, however, smelled pristine and clean (with the exception of that stale smell that came from training in the GR.)

"What do you need, Vegeta?" he asked, turned back to look at his feet again. (Not because they were interesting, but because he had not just slept with their wife.)

"You woke me up," Vegeta said. It was a strange thing to hear him say. A domestic thing to hear him say. (Which, duh, was probably the reason it sounded so strange coming from the same man that hadn't said much more than 'baka' and 'I'm going to defeat you' to him thier whole acquaintence.)

"Sorry."

"Bulma was cold all night."

"Sorry."

"And I'm out here tracking down your fat ass instead of eating breakfast."

Goku turned and looked at him. Wasn't sure if that statement implied that he was wanted, that he was going to get in a fight now or if he should set about making Vegeta breakfast. Logically speaking, he assumed it wasn't the last answer. Vegeta just gave him a smirk. (Granted it was an angry smirk, but it was a smirk nonetheless.) "...sorry?"

"Good," Vegeta said. Stood up, grabbed him by the hair and hauled him off the ground too. Once he got to his own feet the death-grip on his hair was released and Vegeta walked away from him with the clear intention that Goku would follow. So he did. And he found himself back at Capsule Corp, back in the kitchen (which like Vegeta, was pristinely clean again.)

Bulma looked at him, walked over to where he stood in her doorway and shook her head at him. "You can be so oblivious Goku." (Which is the nicest way anyone had ever called him stupid.)

Vegeta sat down at the island again (no crackers this time) and Bulma tugged Goku's arm until he stepped the rest of the way in the kitchen before she closed the door. Then she pushed him over to the island and he sat down next to Vegeta.

Surreal was a good word to describe this.

The door opened when Bulma went back to the stove and his son and Trunks stumbled in. They were blinking sleepily and there were leaves sticking out of their hair, but they went to the stove immediately and began sniffing around the food.

"Back outside," Vegeta said. Not that he didn't love his son, but he'd mopped this floor last night, he didn't want that dirt all over it and the mud on their shoes on the sparkling tile.

Trunks whined, Goten made a face but they obediently went back out the door and beat the dirt and leaves out of their hair and off their clothes. Then they returned and stood at the end of the island, looked the three parents.

"I always wanted two daddies," Goten remarked to Trunks.

"You would, pervert," Trunks responded. But he was grinning anyway, all with the not-bothered by this situation. (Trunks was always a little weird anyway, he guessed.)

"It would have helped a lot when we decided to be gay if there was someone around to explain the lube thing... You know...besides Gohan."

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Somethings about Kakarot's sons he wished that he never knew. The fact that Gohan apparently knew the correct usage of lubrication was one of those things. He managed not to react to this statement outwardly, however, and was rather pleased with himself. With Kakarot around, he need never ask stupid questions because it was inevitable that the obliviousness of the baka would see to the question being asked.

"...Gohan? Why would Gohan know about lube?"

"He probably read it in a book. He's always reading something in a book. Either that," Goten said with a smirk, "Or Videl's got a kinky side."

"Or Gohan," Trunks pointed out. Thus another thing about Kakarot's children he did not want nor need to know.

"No sex talk at breakfast," Bulma said. She set the dish in front of them (which was a rather silly thing to do. Put hot food in front of four saiyans. All of which had spent the past twelve hours (or more) engages in sexual activities.) By the time she put the bowls on the table, the food was gone, and the other three Saiyans were patting their stomachs all contentedly.

"That was good, Bulma," Kakarot said.

"Superb."

"Really great Mom."

Bulma looked at him. They shared the mutual sigh. Then she got out more food to make so that they could eat. The boys left again (without even saying goodbye) and that left them alone in the kitchen with Kakarot who was licking his fingers. Which would have been fine, but when he got to his first finger on his left hand he started sucking on it. Rather vigorously, and then he made little mmm noises too.

Bulma turned around from the stove to see what the noise was about and the two of them ended up staring at Kakarot until he looked up and noticed that they were staring. Then he gave them a sheepish smile, let the finger slip out of his mouth. "...sorry."

Bulma finished making breakfast, and served it again. (Kakarot ate more, this time with utensils.) They ate in silence, and then sat and looked at one another. Which wasn't getting anything sorted out. It was just prolonging the awkwardness.

"Am I supposed to stay now?" Goku asked, "Because yesterday Vegeta just said sex."

"Sex has been known to take years," Bulma pointed out. "That's why Vegeta still hasn't left the planet."

That was not the reason. He had not left the planet because the last surviving member of his race was here and he was going to defeat Kakarot before he moved on to conquering the universe. It had nothing to do with Bulma, no matter how good she might be in bed. He wouldn't have forfeited an entire lifetime of planet-purging prowess just to stick around and find out what other interesting things she could do with her tongue.

"But."

"You're not going to win this conversation," Bulma said. "Now. Later on today you're going to go get all your stuff and bring it here." She had this great way of saying things that negated anything you might have said in response.

"Why can't I go get it now?" Kakarot asked.

Bulma gave him a lecherous grin. Vegeta thought fondly back to the whole finger-sucking exhibit. Kakarot did seem to have a rather developed oral fixation. (Which explain why he liked to eat so much.) And yesterday's lovely sampling of the baka's oral talents was still rather vividly in his mind (not at all dampened by the fact that he had spent half of the night scrubbing all evidence of the baka's existence out of his house and off his skin. Retrospectively it was a waste of his time to scrub his skin so hard when the big idiot was back in his house and if Bulma had his way back into his bed.)

"...Really? But that's all we did yesterday."

"Do you have a better plan?" Bulma asked. She leaned forward so the v-neck of her shirt opened up and Kakarot's eyes (naturally) dropped right down to her breasts and he licked his lips and attempted to come up with an answer.

"...uh...but...aren't you guys--tired?" His eyes still had not moved upward.

Bulma stood up straight (which was a shame because Vegeta was enjoying the view) and dusted her hands off on her pants. Then she sighed. Turned around and set about putting away all the things used to make breakfast. This action apparently confused Kakarot because he shifted nervously.

"I mean...we can," he said.

"Ok," Bulma said brightly, turned back around and gave another lecherous smirk of excitement. "But first, you need to take a shower. We should all take a shower."

"Is your shower big enough?" Kakarot asked.

Bulma shook her head. "No."

Vegeta stood up and pulled Kakarot after him, toward the stairs. "That's the point, baka." But he didn't bother to explain it. He didn't have to, Kakarot was following after him with little eager steps. If he still had a tail it would have been wagging behind him.

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Goku: Yay showers!

Vegeta: *grin*

Bulma: *smirk*

Goku: You know, before I wasn't worried...now I am.
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