Secrets in darkened corners

Disclaimer: For all and any fics I may or may not write…I don’t own DBZ…yet..*shifty eyes as Akira walks past, completely oblivious to my evil plans*

Set when Trunks and Goten are still chibis.

Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, no angst, small attempt at humour…um I think that’s it…Vegeta kinda in character for once…heh *hand in typical Son position behind my head*


Secrets in darkened corners
By Hellagoddess

Trunks grinned at the present Goten handed to him, already knowing what it was.

“Happy Birthday Trunks” Goten grinned

“Wow Go-chan! You got them!” Trunks shouted, tearing off the wrapping paper and revealing the new action figurines he wanted.

“You’re the best, chibi!” Trunks shouted, launching himself at his friend and grabbing him in a bear hug.

Everyone around the room chuckled as the hug turned into an all out scuffle among bright shreds of paper, both boys laughing and trying to pin the other down.

Bulma smiled, checked her watch and frowned. There were still a few people missing. She was sure she’d told everyone the party started at 10. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Krillen strolled in, carrying a present bigger than himself.

“Hey, hey, hey! Happy Birthday Trunks!” He grinned as the young boy rushed over to relieve him of the present.

“Thanks, Krillen-san!” Trunks shouted before he and Goten started to tear eagerly at the paper.

Krillen smiled indulgently and turned to his wife, who was standing in the doorway, motioning to someone. Juuhatchigou made a frustrated noise, hand on her hip and reached out with the other hand to grab whoever was still beyond sight. She gave a sharp tug and everyone gasped, going silent, when Juunanagou stumbled into the doorway, frowning at his sister. They hadn’t seen him for some time and were unsure what he’d been up to. He straightened his clothes and glanced apologetically at the everyone before striding calmly into the living room, placing a present in the corner with the others. He glanced around the room casually and went to sit next to his sister. “Happy Birthday, Trunks.\" he said quietly. Trunks nodded, grinning and everyone went back to talking.

As usual, Goku was the last to arrive.

\"Hey! Looks like everyone’s here!\" He grinned. \"This is great! Wow! Look at all that food!\" He said, a glazed look coming into his eyes. Everyone immediately raced to the table, grabbing plates and piling them with food before Goku ate it all. Bulma got on the phone to the caterers to ordering more food that she’d had on hold.

Goku walked over to Trunks, handing him a large present.

“Happy birthday, Trunks! Having a good day so far?” He mumbled around a drumstick.

Trunks nodded, grinning.

“Thanks Goku-san!”

Goku grinned back at him, turning back towards the other guests.

’Wow…Everyone’s here! Piccolo, Gohan and Videl, Yamcha…Krillen and Juuhatchigou…and…-!‘

Goku froze, eyes going wide as the landed on the smirking jinzoningen who was smiling at something his sister had said.

‘HE’S here…!’

He turned his head to glance at Goku and their eyes locked. The jinzoningen\'s cool blue eyes bored into Goku\'s black ones, his lips turning up into a slight, knowing smile that made Goku blush. He turned away quickly, walking back to the sagging table of food, desperate for some kind of distraction. Unbidden, words came back to him from the past, from the last time he had seen the enticing android…


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Goku bit his lip, feeling the cool breath feathering across his back, as the slim, cold fingers trailed down his spine.

“Why do you resist me, Goku?” A husky whisper in his ear. “Wouldn’t it be better just to…give in?” Words punctuated with a harsh nip to his earlobe and a breathless moan.

Goku sucked in breath, fighting for control, before he turned, pushing the android away roughly. Blue eyes locked into his, reflecting their desire for each other. Goku shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut, breaking the connection.

“No…NO! It’s…I’m sorry, but it’s wrong…I’m married…Chichi…I can’t..” He took to the sky, gone in an instant, knowing if he’d stayed one moment longer, heard that honeyed voice whispering all the things they could do to each other, he would never have left.


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Goku shook his head, breaking himself from thoughts of the past. Not much had changed, aside from the one most important factor. Chichi and he had been divorced for 2 years now, a mutual feeling that they were just becoming friends rather than lovers had prompted them to end it amicably. He still went to see Goten just about every day and helped Chichi with things like firewood, but their marriage was over.

And now Juunanagou had turned up, reawakening thoughts long since buried. He glanced back to the main room, pretending to be enjoying the party but secretly hunting for the sexy cyborg.

He found Juunanagou over by the entertainment centre, selecting a CD with Trunks, smiling tolerantly as the young boy tugged on his shirt and pointed to the CD he wanted. He put it on and turned to volume down low enough that the music would provide some soothing background noise.

He grinned at Trunks who rushed back to Goten to play with all his new toys. Juunanagou straightened and Juuhachigou patted an empty seat beside her. The jinzoningen began to walk back towards his sister, well aware he was being appraised from the other side of the room but pretending not to notice..

The afternoon passed quickly with Goku and Juunanagou both stealing surreptitious glances at one another, sparks flashing when their gazes met.

Suddenly Trunks voice was heard over the conversational din.

“But…MOOOOMMM…I wanna go and do something else with Goten!” He scowled at her and Vegeta chuckled from where he was leaning against the wall, arms crossed. Bulma frowned at her husband as she tried to point out to their son that the party wasn’t done yet and the guest of honour couldn’t just leave. Trunks growled at her under his breath.

“It’s MY birthday I can do whatever I want!” He pouted

Bulma rolled her eyes and Vegeta snickered, interested to see how she dealt with this.

“What was it you wanted to do?”

“Me and Goten were going to go and play Lazerzone!” Goten nodded beside him, hand firmly clasped in Trunks’.

Bulma looked at the both of them.

“With just the two of you?” She raised an eyebrow.

They turned to look at each other.

“Anou…we were going to ask some other people to go but we hadn’t thought of who yet…” Trunks trailed off.

“Well…!” Bulma clapped her hands. “We could all go…!” She gestured to the room and heard Vegeta’s indignant noise of disgust from his wall. She turned to frown at him.

“And that means you too Mr! You’re not skipping out on your son’s birthday AGAIN!”

Vegeta “Hnn-ed” and looked away, wishing she’d just leave him alone.

Trunks wandered over to his father.

“Anou…Poppa…?” Trunks trailed off hesitantly as Vegeta glared down at him. He gulped. “Will you come with us? Pleeease? It’s my birthday…” He asked.

Vegeta scowled as his son’s eyes went round and pleading. Like a weak…animal or something. He hated that.

“Fine!” He barked out. “But only if Kakarot comes too so I can beat his sorry ass at this game…”

“Huh?!” Goku started violently from where he’d been staring at Juunanagou. “What?”

Bulma laughed. “We’re all going to go into town to play Lazerzone…does everyone want to come?” She asked the room. Everyone answered yes in varying degrees of enthusiasm. Piccolo just grunted and let himself be led outside by Gohan and Videl who talking over one another, trying to tell him how to play.

Krillen looked uncomfortable, not getting up, and Juuhatchogou turned to ask him what was wrong.

“I…I can never fit into their suit things very well…” He murmured, embarrassed.

“Oh don’t even worry about that!” His wife laughed. “Now are we going?” Krillen didn’t move, so Juunanagou stood up suddenly, a grin on his face.

\"Well,\" The jinzoningen said, placing his hands on his hips and shifting his weight to one side. \"Are we or aren\'t we?\" He purred. Everyone couldn\'t help but notice his feline grace, and the hint of sexuality that touched all of his movements.

\"Sure.\" Krillen said quickly, trying not to stare as Juunanigou slowly walked across the room.

Goku bit his lip as Juunanagou stood up. He couldn’t help but be affected by the sexy cyborg.

’I never noticed that before.’ Goku thought, his brow furrowing slightly. He carries himself a lot like Vegeta, a lot of power in a slight frame, always under perfect control.’

The tall Saiyan couldn\'t seem to help himself as his eyes wandered slowly up and down the jinzoningen\'s body, shown off to perfection in tight jeans, and a simple black T-shirt which clung to his frame like a second skin. Goku\'s lips parted slightly as his eyes made one more trip up and down Juunanigou\'s body.

The Jinzoningen turned and noticed Goku’s intense appraisal. He smirked, following the rest of the guests out, gracefully swaying his hips in a hypnotic rhythm. Goku followed him, looking like a lost puppy following a kind word…


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They all arrived at Lazerzone and followed Trunks’ and Goten’s excited shouts inside. They stood and waited while the owner patiently explained all the rules and the working of the equipment.

“Now…” The owner droned. “There should be two captains. Do you have your teams?”

Everyone just looked at everyone else, shaking their heads. A glint appeared in Vegeta’s eye.

“There’s teams?” He pushed off the wall where he’d been leaning. “I’m captain of one team..” He stated quickly, eyes daring anyone to challenge him.

Bulma stepped forward, keen to get Vegeta back for being such an ass all the time. “I’m captain of the other team…” She said. Vegeta turned and glared at her.

“NO! Kakarot is the captain of the other team! Not you!”

Bulma rolled her eyes and stepped back, slightly amused that her husband still couldn’t resist being competitive with his rival. When no-one else stepped forward, everyone turned to look for Goku.

“Kakarot!” Vegeta shouted, breaking Goku’s intense gaze at Juunanagou’s backside. The cyborg smirked as Goku “huh-ed” and blushed crimson, before stepping forward.

The owner shook his head.

“Young people these days…’

“Now…If you haven’t picked you teams yet, the captains will do this now…” He trailed off expectantly.

Vegeta smirked and crossed his arms, surveying the ragged group of ki’s in front of him, before barking out a name.

“Juunanagou! You’re on my team!” Vegeta turned to smirk at Goku, pleased at himself that he’d picked the next strongest after them. He frowned a bit at Goku’s expression – was that… frustration? He turned back to where Gohan was making his way out of the crowd, walking to stand next to his father.

Vegeta scowled.

‘Fine…have it that way then…’

“Trunks!” The demi saiyan came and stood next to his father proudly, imitating his pose.

Goku just smiled.

“Juuhatchigou!” The female jinzoningen stepped out of the crowd, smirking evilly at her brother as she walked to Goku’s side. It was evident there would be some sibling rivalry during this game. Juunanagou just smiled back at her, his mind occupied with how he was going to get that prime piece of saiyan flesh in a dark corner.

Vegeta scowled…Juuhatchigou was going to be his next pick. He scanned the thinning crowd.

“Piccolo!” He rapped out, hearing the namek sigh. He’d been trying to hide at the back, unwilling and embarrassed to admit he had no idea what he was doing. For all of Gohan and Videl’s explanations on the way there, he still thought this was a watered down version of a real fight. Why couldn’t they all just find some deserted area and fight there? Why all these pretend guns and black body suits? He took his place next to Juunanagou and glanced down at Trunks who grinned reassuringly at him. Piccolo just sighed, picking at the thin material clinging to him, still amazed they had one in his size.

“Goten!” Goku called.

The youngest Son gave a whoop and ran to his father’s side. Trunks hissed at him and they mock-glared at each other.

You’re going down, Son!” Trunks growled

“Yeah, after you…Briefs!” Goten crowed, smirking at Trunks’ last name, something he always teased the older boy about.

Vegeta ignored them and looked at who was left. He sighed, resigning himself.

“Bulma…”

“No! I won’t be on your team!” She scowled at him. “I want to be on Goku’s team!”

He waved her away.

“Fine, be on the losing team then….uh…Videl” Everyone looked at him a bit strange, but Videl grinned ear to ear, keen to get back at Gohan for ruining her favorite shirt in the wash earlier that week.

Goku grinned. “Bulma!” She grinned back at him and walked to his side, making a face at Vegeta, who dead-panned back.

Vegeta looked back at the remaining choices and sighed. Only two left. Scar-face and Baldy. He rolled his eyes. While he hated Yamcha with a passion the sight of Krillen still struggling to get into his suit for the game seemed rather pathetic. He rolled his eyes again.

“Yamcha…” He muttered, feeling slightly pleased when the weak human gave a surprised yelp and almost shook in his boots from fear.

Goku grinned again.

“Krillen, my man!” The monk smiled sheepishly at him, the arms of the uniform still flapping uselessly by his knees. He waddled over to Goku’s team, where Gohan and Goten tried to help him.

Vegeta sneered at Goku before turning to his team. He walked past them, motioning with a curt flick of his head that they were to follow. Once he felt they were sufficient distance away for the other team, he lined them up for inspection.

‘Hmmm…not too bad’ He thought.

“Now! You are all on my team…Do you know what that means?”

Juunanagou just looked at him boredly, more interested in checking out Goku’s ass as he bent help Krillen. Vegeta glanced down at his son who was staring up at him in awe, almost looking like he might bow or salute at a moments notice.

‘Hn….good...at least one of them knows what to do…”

Piccolo just stared back at him. He’d never been able to intimidate the Namek. Probably because they were so similar and at one time had been driven by the same things. He got a nod of respect though, which pleased him, although he’d never let it show.

Videl was trying to comfort Yamcha who looked like he was about to have a nervous breakdown, terrified that Vegeta would shout at him. Vegeta paused in front of those two, letting the silence draw itself out.

“It means you will obey my every command!” He erupted suddenly, startling the desert bandit who almost collapsed in fright. Vegeta smirked and walked back along the row.

“Now…” He stated. “We are going to beat Kakarot’s team or I’ll blast you all, is that understood?” They all nodded, some more vigorously than others.

He turned abruptly and started walking back towards entrance, his team trailing after him.

Goku nodded in greeting, eyes on Juunanagou as the jinzoningen casually leaned over to fix something on his boot, sticking his rear out in Goku\'s direction suggestively, unable to see the gleam that appeared in the large Saiyan\'s eyes as they fastened on his spandex covered derriere.

Gohan suddenly laughed and Goku turned to look at him.

“What?”

Gohan pointed to Vegeta’s team.

“Look…all the ‘baddies’ are on Vegeta’s team!” He chuckled, finding this incredibly amusing. Vegeta scowled at him, along with Videl.

“I’m not a ‘baddie’ Gohan!” She growled. Gohan stopped laughing immediately and almost took a step back, eyes darting to the side.

Everyone laughed and they all walked towards the entrance as the owner swung the doors open.

“Now…” He intoned. “Each team has a base, the object is to find that base and shoot the little red light on the top of it as many times as you can, got it?”

Everyone murmured assent and the owner stepped back to let the through the doors. Trunks and Goten took off immediately, yelling into the darkness.

Lights flashed on and off, briefly illuminating patches of ground in the darkness. Huge structures loomed, casting a maze of shadows to hide in. Loud rock music suddenly blared out of the surround speakers. It’s noise designed to cover the sounds of footsteps and people’s movements. Everyone immediately ran in opposite directions, ducking and dodging each other as opening shots were fired.

Goku stared after Juunanagou as he ran off into the dark, exchanging shots with his sister. The tall saiyan looked a little apprehensive until Vegeta suddenly pushed him over from behind and shot him with his gun, laughing maniacally. A sound issued from Goku’s shoulder pads and his gun didn’t work as he tried to shoot back.

‘Oh..that’s right...it won’t work after you’ve just been shot…’

He quickly hid behind a low wall and heard Vegeta run up a ramp to the side of him, the sound eventually fading off into the distance. Goku sat there for a short while, trying to hear where everyone was over the music. Vegeta had made a comment that no-one was allowed to sense for ki, as that would be unfair, so the tall saiyan was just relying on his hearing.

He listened through the blared lyrics and guitar riffs to Trunks and Goten’s yells of surprise and mock-anger. Yamcha screamed in fright, obviously someone had just jumped out and shot the nervous desert bandit. Goku chuckled under his breath and kept listening. He heard Videl shrieking with laughter and Gohan’s voice yelling over her mirth, telling her it didn’t count.

He grinned to himself at that as he started to creep along a wall, pressing himself flat up against it when Bulma ran past at the end of the corridor, screaming for Vegeta’s blood. He grinned again and shook his head.

‘Now…to find that base…’

He crept around in the dark, eventually entering a zone that had more red paint on the walls than green, meaning he was near the red base. He smiled to himself in the dark when he rounded a corner and saw the base just ahead of him. He was raising his gun to fire when a shot rang out, close by, and his shoulder pads made that noise again. Vegeta scrambled out from his hiding place behind the base and smirked in the strobe lighting.

“Ha! Got you Kakarot! Pathetic to think you could beat me!” He crowed, immensely pleased with himself. Goku tried to fire his gun but it still wasn’t working. It was just about to recharge when Vegeta shot him again. Goku frowned at him and turned to escape so his gun could get back to full power. Vegeta gave chase, shooting at him as he ran. Goku ducked around corners and crawled on his hands and knees through floor-level tunnels, eventually loosing the prince. He sat up, his back against a wall. He could hear the others very, very faintly in the distance and he looked around, alarmed. How could he find his way back? It was a huge maze, he’d taken so many turns! He didn’t know where he was! Goku panicked and stood up, starting to walk back to where he thought the others were.

Suddenly a light flashed in front of him and he got a fright, stepping backwards. He bumped up against something slightly warm and yielding and froze as hands came up to caress his chest, holding him against the other’s body.

There was no scent. That was Goku’s first clue.

“Juu…Juunanagou?” He stuttered out as a warm mouth closed on his earlobe, sucking it gently.

“Mmm hmmm…” The android murmured against his ear, pressing his hips forward against the saiyan. Goku eyes closed and his mouth dropped open as the jinzoningen unzipped the front of his suit, slipping a hand inside to caress his skin. Goku’s gun made a sharp, cracking noise as it hit the floor, not that either of them cared if it was broken.

Juunanagou let his fingers trail across the bare flesh in a motion that caused a shudder to rip through Goku. He breathed into Goku\'s ear, nipping at the lobe playfully and causing him to gasp and attempt to pull away.

Juunanagou just tightened his grip on the Saiyan and Goku immediately twisted around in his arms to stare at him with slightly panic-stricken eyes. Eyes that he suddenly found focused on the cyborg\'s mouth as he watched Juunanagou\'s tongue dart out to moisten his lower lip.

“Uhh…Juunanagou…H-here?

The android nodded and smirked at the sight of the pure naked hunger that was slowly creeping into Goku\'s eyes.

“I want you Goku, here, now, any way I can get you…”

His voice trailed off promisingly as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Goku\'s chest, causing the saiyan to shiver again. Goku moaned under his breath as Juunanagou worked his way downward, letting his lips trail over the solid planes of muscle, flicking his tongue out to taste. Dipping his tongue into the Saiyan\'s navel for a moment. An action which caused Goku to let out a low groan and bury his fingers in the cool silk of Juunanagou\'s hair. The cyborg just smiled and murmured something that sounded like \"it gets better\" against Goku\'s well muscled abdomen before continuing downward.

A small cry escaped Goku\'s lips as he felt those cool hands beginning to tug at his pants. As the cloth slid down past his hips, he opened his mouth in an attempt to whisper \"Not here…\" but no sound escaped his throat. Not until those blisteringly hot lips closed over him and he let out a strangled moan as he felt his knees buckle from the contact.

Unconsciously he began pressing towards him, his breath escaping in short, ragged gasps as that mouth continued to work over him hungrily. He could feel nothing beyond the sensations that were rocking him at the moment. He found himself stepping backwards while the android pushed forward till his back came into contact with a wall. He arched off it, pushing his hardened, aching flesh further down Juunanagou’s throat as the android sucked at him hungrily.

He felt his end coming when Juunanagou swallowed around him repeatedly. He began to cry out, thrusting his hips towards that willing mouth. Suddenly Juunanagou stopped and Goku groaned loudly in disappointment. He looked down to see the now naked jinzoningen, facing away, on his hands and knees in front of him.

Juunanagou arched his back, dropping to his elbows and spreading himself wantonly before Goku, his ass up in the air. He swayed his hips slightly from side to side, hypnotizing Goku with their sexy movement. Juunanagou licked his lips and let out a lusty moan, pinning Goku with his heated gaze.

“Come get some…” He whispered huskily

The tall saiyan groaned, losing any inhibition and fell to his knees behind the android, hands caressing his silky, cool skin, sliding around and up his lightly muscled chest to stroke his satin nipples. Goku groaned again, loving the feeling of the jinzoningen under him.

Juunanagou was perfect. In every sense of the word. From his silky locks to the luscious swell of his ass, Goku wanted to devour him whole. Wanted to worship every inch of that cool, satin-smooth skin, make it his and only his.

He felt Juunanagou’s hips rock back against his hardness, reminding him of what was coming next. He quickly pulled his suit down so the material rucked around his knees, his hand reaching out again to caress the android before placing a loving kiss on the base of his spine. He hesitated, sure they were missing something.

“Anou…Juunanagou…isn’t there supposed to be…a...lubricant or something?” He asked timidly.

Juunanagou chuckled, hanging his head between his arms before looking back at Goku with glittering, heavy-lidded eyes.

“Don’t even worry about that…I’ve got it covered.” He hinted knowingly.

Goku just nodded and lined himself up, pushing forward, intending to take it slowly. Juunanagou cried out as Goku suddenly slid in all the way in with one stroke, sliding in the thick slickness he had encountered.

“Wha-?” Goku breathed, before Juunanagou turned to look at him, smirking.

“I’m self-lubricating…Dr Gero thought it would be an interesting…feature”

Goku just gaped at him, speechless, before the android wiggled his hips against Goku’s, bringing him back to reality. Their cries mingled as Goku drew back and slammed home again, leaning forward over the jinzoningen’s back, kissing trails along his shoulder blades.

Oh Gods yes, this was what he wanted. This tight, scorching heat coupled with low, sexy moans. He panted against Juunanagou’s unsurprisingly sweat-less skin, ramming his hips against the android again and again. He leaned back, pulling Juunanagou’s hips against him as he thrust, hearing the sweet groans and cries of lust issuing from that silver-tongued mouth.

He bent forward, tilting his hips and hearing the cries escalated in pitch, constant as breathing. Kissed along the perfect, straight back and felt the jinzoningen shudder with desire, desperately rocking his hips back to meet him.

Goku panted, frantically pounding into the android, into that tight slickness, amazed at the feeling encasing him. Sweat ran down his body and he gritted his teeth, a feral growl erupting from him as Juunanagou bucked against him in a frenzy, desperate pleas falling from his lips.

“Harder…Goku ahh…Faster…nngh...More…”

Goku savagely rammed into the cyborg, the realization that Juunanagou was probably more hardy than himself lending him ferocity. Juunanagou panted, his voice gone hoarse from screaming, cheek pressed against the cool, dusty wood of the floor. His entire body focused on that one point where Goku slid in and out of him, slamming against his hips in a passionate fury, bruising the tender skin as much as it was able to be bruised.

He heard Goku growling behind him and reached down to grasp his own weeping erection before Goku batted his hand away, taking over the job himself. Juunanagou gave a long moan as the tall saiyan handled him with expert ease, jerking his hand in short sharp motions and matching pace with his hips. It wasn’t too long at all before Juunanagou was crying out, muscles tensing before spurting creamy streams onto the wooden floor below them.

Goku quickly brought his cum-covered hand up to his mouth, tasting the jinzoningen before grasping the android’s hips in a bruising grip and fucking him into the floor. Juunanagou moaned hoarsely when Goku roared, his hips working faster, suddenly offstroke before he gave one last thrust and filled the android with his seed.

They collapsed on the floor, rolling slightly to the side and avoid the cum coating the ground. Both panting for breath, they grinned at one another in the flickering light. Goku brushed a hand against Juunanagou’s cheek as the android leaned forward and they shared their first real kiss. Their mouths caressed each other tenderly and both felt a reawakening of desire as they shifted closer together, Goku’s hand coming to rest on Juunanagou’s hip.

Suddenly the arena lights came on and the music stopped, signally that the game was over. They both stood, frantically pulling their suits up, chuckling at each others respective struggle with the clinging material. Finally they were dressed and, with the lights on, easily found their way back to the entrance. They came from opposite sides of the maze and met the rest of the gang at the doorway.

“Hey Goku!” Bulma called. “How’d you think we did?”

Goku just smiled and shook his head, glancing at Juunanagou who had the decency to blush. Neither had any idea how the ‘actual’ game went. It looked like Videl and Gohan weren’t even talking to each other now and Krillen kept muttering about being trampled every 5 seconds. Juuhatchigou looked at her brother strangely, taking in his rumpled appearance and drawing her own conclusions. She gave Goku a sideways look, then quickly glanced back at her brother before breaking into a grin. Goku hurriedly looked away, trying not to smile. Piccolo and Trunks were high-fiving each other, chuckling about ganging up on Goten and Gohan. Yamcha still looked nervous, most likely in fear of his life if they hadn’t won.

The owner met them at the door and handed out printed slips to each member of the teams. On the slips were figures of how many hits they’d taken, who from and who they’d hit. Printed at the top was the overall score and the name of the winning team.

“HA! My team won!” Vegeta shouted, before turning to Goku, the most arrogant smirk anyone had seen for a long while plastered across his face. He thrust the small slip of paper at Goku’s face. “I KNEW I’d kick your ass, Kakarot! You’re pathetic! Mind you, it did help that Baldy’s head there showed up wonderfully under the black lights!”

Goku didn’t rise to the insults. He just smirked back at him, knowingly, and walked past, brushing the slip being waved in his face away. Vegeta stared after him, open-mouthed, as the scent which no-one else was likely to pick up brushed past his sensitive saiyan nose. He remained speechless as Goku turned in the doorway, still smirking before waving and heading out into the clear, sunny afternoon..


~Owari~

Just a little something to keep you entertained while you’re waiting for the 10 lemon sequel…lmao…

Wow...Written in 2 days! I’m so proud of myself! *smirk* I’m totally in love with Juunanagou after writing this…I have him as my screensaver now…(I know that’s sad…but I am…sad…) It’s just all that…hair…*faints*
*wakes up when Vegeta starts shouting*
Vegeta: O.o Why was that all about Kakarot?! Where was MY sex? *gestures to Juunanagou* He got sex…does that mean he’s hotter than me now? *turns away, angrily crossing his arms*
Juunanagou: *smirk*
Hella: *runs up to Vegeta* Never ‘Geta-chan *huggles* You’re always my favorite! You’re the hottest…EVER!
Vegeta: *smirks at Juunanagou*
Juunanagou: O.O *frown* Not any more… *levels ki blast in ‘Geta’s general direction*
Hella: uh…*sweatdrops*


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