Sands Of Time

~Here's out new fic! And yes, we know some of the things in it are different. But that's why it's called fanfiction!^^ And there will be incest!~

A gust of gritty, dry wind blows as a young man with thin locks of lilac hair slips on a pair of dark sunglasses. He props his feet up on the dash board of his rusted out, hand-me-down capsule car on the top of a hill. He presses a well-concealed button on the rim of his sunglasses to adjust his sight depth to steak out East City from a distance.

Trunks: Dad...you're down there somewhere, I can sense your strength.

Trunks shifts his capsule car into drive and heads for the heart of East City. The rusted old girl sputters as Trunks hits heavy traffic. He weaves his way through and notices how strongly he can sense his father's chi.

He begins to slow down in his capsule car to try and pinpoint where the source is coming from. Trunks stops at a red light and feels his car stall, causing traffic to buld behind him.

Trunks: Damn it... *He rolls his eyes as he pops the hood of the capsule car to see what the problem could be. He begins to talk to himself as he looks for the problem.* I'm glad my mom gave me her tool box...I know grandpa wanted me to take his newest capsule, but I would stand out too much...being from the future... Where's that fuse? *He spots the problem with a blown starter fuse and reaches for his tool box for a new fuse. He reaches into the capsule car, causing his arms to become covered in grease. He places in the new fuse and suddenly ducks away when the new fuse he places in blows as well.* Of course...

Trunks replaces the starter fuse again without managing to blowing the new fuse. Trunks sighs and easily pushes the rusted capsule car into a narrow alley. He groans in frustration as he notices smoke coming from the hood as he pushes the car further down the alley. He finds a gravel parking area to place his stalled ride. He leans against the driver side door and removes his back pack from his seat.

Trunks: My dad is here...I'm close...

Vegeta: What is that scent? God, why do human make such awful smelling contraption? *Walks over to his window and looks down, seeing smoke coming from an old capsule car. Stares at the young man beside it.* What..is that power I sense?

Trunks: *He looks around the narrow alley and notices his father staring at him through a window.* (It's dad! He...looks the same as...in the future.) I've broken down, do you have a phone I can use?

Vegeta: *Glares down at the boy, looking him over.* No, I have no need for such.. There is a pay one down the road, go there! *Begins to walk away from the window, the smell getting to him.*

Trunks: *He smiles to himself and begins to head out of the alley for the pay phone.* Thank you... (Same ol' dad...)

Vegeta: (Why is he smiling? He just lost his car and if it doesn't stop stinking up my place I will destroy it!) *Walks over to his fridge and takes out a packet of raw steak.* Maybe food will cover the smell..

Trunks begins to walk down the road and begins to sweat from the sweltering heat.

Trunks: Where is this payphone? *He removes his army green tank top with "Northern California" in printed lettering across the chest to wipe his sweat drenched brow. He begins to head back to where his car stalled, hoping by chance that his father would let him in to get out of the heat.*

Vegeta: *Flips over his steak, just letting the outside turn brown before he puts it on a plate. Freezes when he feels the powerful chi again.* (Is it him?)

Trunks sits on the ground near his capsule car under the shade of a nearby building. He opens his backpack and removes a can of soda to drink and places his tank top in the free space of his backpack, not wanting to carry it around. Trunks opens his warm soda and drinks it down slowly.

Trunks: I'll wait until the evening to find the payphone...

Vegeta: *Sets his plate down before he walks back over to the window and looks out.* (How..is his chi that high? Only Kakarot and I have a strong one..And the Namek) Can't you get that thing to stop, I would rather like to eat without gagging from that scent!

Trunks: It keeps blowing fuses. I'll try to get it to stop. *He finishes his soda and walks around the capsule car to pop the hood again to try and stop the smoldering from under the hood. He coughs as more smoke is released in his face. He bends over the front of the capsule car with the tool box his mother gave him. He begins to check the car again, trying to find what is causing the smoke.*

Vegeta: Stop it or I will get rid of it for you.. *Walks back to his table and take a bite into his steak, groaning when his mouth fills with blood that's still on the inside.*

Trunks: Found it... *He finds a fluid leak and as he tries to patch the hole, thick oil from under the hood squirts him in the chest. He patches the leak temporarily himself as his lips curl in accomplishment.* That should fix it for now... *He closes the hood of his capsule car and pats the passenger side door as he sits on the ground again.* That a girl...

Vegeta: *Quickly finishes his steak and licks the blood off his fingers.* (Hmm..I'm still hungry, but that was the last of my meat. Ugh, I hate going shopping!) *Growls as he stands up and walks over to the window, closing it before he walks out of his front down and down the hallway to the stairs.*

Trunks notices Vegeta leave the apartment complex. His eyes follow Vegeta with intrigue as he uses his tank top to wipe his face and chest off before placing it back in his bag and throwing it over his shoulder.

Trunks: (Where could he be going? He'll know if I follow him...but...I want to know more about him.) *He waits until Vegeta is some distance away before he begins to follow Vegeta down the street.*

Vegeta: (He finally got that to stop, I still want to blow it up though.. And that power is moving, why is he following me? If I still feel it when I get to the shop, I will confront him!) *Quickly walks the two blocks to the butcher shop, holds back to urge to lick his lips at the smell.*

Trunks: (He's going shopping?) *He peeks around the corner to watch Vegeta enter the butcher's shop. He stops at a news stand across the street to pick up a magazine and to keep an eye on Vegeta.*

Vegeta: Yes, I want my usual but an extra rack of ribs this time. And two livers as well. *Nods to the butcher as he repeats his order back to him and watches him prepare it.* (He followed me, I can feel him.. Who is he, he isn't a normal human..)

Trunks looks up at Vegeta periodically, watching him through the glass window of the butcher shop. Trunks purchases the magazine and walks across the street toward the butcher shop and begins to head back to where his car stalled, not wanting Vegeta to get too angry from being watched.

Vegeta: *Grabs his two bags full of different meats and heads out of the shop, notices the boy in front of him now.* (He's trying to act like he wasn't following me? I will talk to him after I put all these up..)

Trunks: (Maybe...he'll give me a place to stay?) *He sighs as he daydreams.* (Probably not.)

Trunks reaches his stalled car and props himself on top of the hood to continue to read his magazine.

Vegeta: *Walks past the boy as if he isn't there and goes into his building to his place, quickly fills the freezer and fridge with meat. Leaves out one rack of ribs before he walks to the window.* Did you have fun spying on me?

Trunks: *He looks up at Vegeta from his magazine, knowing his sharp tone of voice signals his father is pissed off, and to be careful with what he says.* I just wanted to see where I could get a bite to eat. I'm not from around here.

Vegeta: You should have thought of food when you bought that magazine, unless you plan to eat that.

Trunks: I'm not hungry right now...I wanted to get familiar with the area first. (Damn...this isn't working.)

Vegeta: And you waited till I left to look around? Who are you, boy? And what do you want with me?

Trunks: (I...can't tell him now. He still doesn't know me.) It's Trunks. *He closes his magazine and places it on the hood of his capsule car.*

Vegeta: Like I care, why are you following me? What are you?

Trunks: (Does he really have to ask? Can't he tell I'm his son...of his blood, or part saiyan at least?) I...need a place to stay.

Vegeta: Why did you think you can stay with me? I don't even know who you are and by the look of it you have only that broke down thing to your name.

Trunks: I just thought... (Never mind, it's dad...He acts like this almost all the time.) *He opens his back pack and takes out a small tablet, a little bigger than his palm along with a stylus. He lays across the hood of his capsule car and begins to write about his current experiences with Vegeta.* "Dad is as typical as I thought..." *He finishes off a few sentences before he saves what he wrote. He slides the tablet into his jeans pocket.*

Vegeta: Thought what? Please, tell me what you can offer me for letting you stay at my place and eat my food? Why should I let you? You still haven't even told me what the hell you are.

Trunks: I didn't think it would hurt to ask, and I do have a little bit of cash, unless you need an electrical repair, I have nothing else I can offer. I told you that my name is Trunks. (And that's all you need to know right now...)

Vegeta: (My oven has been needing fixed... Ugh, I guess I can put up with him one night and I can find out what he is..) Fine, give me some of the money you have and fix my oven and you may stay for a night or two.

Trunks: Thank you... *He nods and slides off the hood of his car. He gathers his back pack and other belongings such as blankets from the backseat. He walks towards the door he saw Vegeta use to the apartment earlier.*

Vegeta: *Growls slightly as he walks to the door and opens it for Trunks, goes back to the kitchen to start on the rack of ribs and pulls out a liver as well.* (He can eat if he wants, I'm not making anything else!)

Trunks: (His eating habits are the same too...I'll have to remember this and write it down.) Where do I sleep? *He looks around the small studio apartment and notices the only place comfortable to sleep is on Vegeta's bed.*

Vegeta: You can have that futon over there, I am not giving up my bed. *Cuts the meat off the bones of the ribs and puts them into a pot with some boiling water, wanting to soften the marrow inside.*

Trunks: *He notices the small futon in the corner of the apartment and places his belongings on the corner, leaving almost no room for him to sleep.* Can I use your microwave?

Vegeta: I don't care.. *Puts the meat from the rubs into the pot as well clasps the lid on before he unwraps the liver and sniffs at it, shivering softly at it's scent.* (Mmm.. I have missed this...)

Trunks unwraps a small cup of noodles and walks over to where the kitchen sink is to moisten the noodles before he heats the noodles using Vegeta's microwave. He sits back down on the futon to wait for his noodles to cook.

Trunks: (I want to keep track of how he does things...It's interesting to compare my past father with his future self...to see how much he changed, or didn't change.) *He searches through his back pack for a plastic fork for his noodles.*

Vegeta: *Cuts the liver in two and puts one half on a plate for himself and cooks the other half on the pan before he places it on another plate. Takes off the lid to his pot and dishes out some bones and pieces of meat into a large bowl and carries it to a small table.* Here, eat if you want.

Trunks: No, I'm alright. I have my own food. *He grabs his noodles from the microwaves once they're cooked. He sits at the table across from Vegeta and loops noodles around his fork and blows on them to cool the noodles off.*

Vegeta: Whatever.. *Picks up a bone and begins to suck the marrow out of it, lapping at the opening to get out the sweet elixar.* (Just right..)

Trunks: *He quietly slurps his noodles, careful to not disturb his father's feast. He waits a few moments to speak.* Can I use your shower later?

Vegeta: *Looks up from his growing pile of empty bones, licks his lips.* After you fix the oven, you can.

Trunks: (I made a deal...) After I fix the oven... *He eats another large rolled ball of noodles and licks his lips to keep the chicken broth from rolling down his chin.*

Vegeta: *Quickly finishes off the bones and moves on to his uncooked liver, moans softly as he bites off a large piece.*

Trunks finishes off his noodles and throws the cup away in the garbage. Trunks kneels in front of the oven to give it a look over, causing his pants to slide slightly down his waist, exposing a slight band of black elastic from his underwear.

Trunks: What exactly is wrong with your oven? Point out where the issues are.

Vegeta: *Looks over at Trunks, growls softly in his chest at the sight of his backside.* I don't know! It won't even get hot.. *Shakes his head and goes back to eating his meal.*

Trunks: *He gets a grip on the oven and easily pulls the oven away from the wall to look at the back of Vegeta's oven.* Ahh...Your heater coil is broken. That's why your oven won't heat up. *He crosses his arms.* There's nothing I can do to fix it without the right parts. But, I'll fix it, free of charge. *He bends at the waist and pushes the oven back where it belongs against the wall, causing his pants to fall even lower, exposing his chisled hip lines.*

Vegeta: (He's quite fit for his age.. No human looks like that, I will find out what he is.. He smells like..But only Kakarot and I am left, so he can't be..) Fine, you can stay till it is fixed. *Finishes his meal and begins to put the dishes in the sink.*

Trunks returns to the futon and begins to unpack his belongings. He unpacks a book and accidently drops a paper from within the pages. He catches a glimpse of the paper, which has Gohan's full name and address written in black ink. Trunks quickly recovers the piece of paper, hoping Vegeta didn't see Gohan's name. He shoves the piece of paper deep in his pocket.

Trunks: (Damn it...I hope he didn't see that...)

Vegeta: (What does he have to do with Kakarot's brat?) *Hurries and does the dishes, setting them to dry.* Don't make a mess, if I trip over anything I will throw it away!

Trunks: *He picks his book up from the floor and places it neatly on the futon.* Can I use your shower now?

Vegeta: Yes, but hurry.. I need one after you and don't use all the hot water! *Goes and sits in his arm chair.*

Trunks: I won't be long. *He takes out the one other shirt he packed, a black tee shirt with a vintage printed Army Air Corp insignia over the chest and heads into the bathroom to start his shower.*

Vegeta: *Opens his eyes after Trunks leaves and looks over at the same futon.* (I couldn't make out much, but I know that was Kakarot's address.. Why does he have it?) *Gets up and walks over, picking up the book.*

While Vegeta looks through Trunks's belongings, Trunks begins his much needed shower. He steps into the spray of water and washes the thick, greasy oil from his body. Meanwhile, two photographs fall out of one of Trunks's books while Vegeta investigates who Trunks really is. One photo is a family picture of Goku, Chi Chi, and Gohan. Everyone is smiling, and Gohan looks quite young. The other picture that Vegeta discovers is a photo of Piccolo carrying Gohan in his broad shoulders.

Vegeta: (He knows the namek too? Who the hell is he?) *Put the photos back and continues to look through for more pictures.*

Trunks quickly finishes his shower and steps out to get dressed in his fresh tee shirt. He slides his black boxers back on, decorated with a red printed samurai on each side and folds up his tan jeans in his arms. Trunks leaves the bathroom and notices Vegeta looking through all of his possessions.

Trunks: What are you doing?

Vegeta: *Looks up from the book and closes it, setting it back down on the futon.* How do you know Kakarot and his brat? And the namek? (He has strong legs as well..)

Trunks: They're family friends, that's all. *He places his pants down on the futon.*

Vegeta: *Growls and grabs Trunks, pushing him against the wall.* No, you're not telling my everything.. What are you? Kakarot does not know you, or he would have told me! Your chi is strong and he would love to fight you and try and drag me along, now tell me!

Trunks: (You're face to face with me, and you can't tell I look like you?) That's all, I'm telling you the truth. *He breathes sharply as he feels Vegeta's body pressing against his own.*

Vegeta: *Growls louder, snapping at Trunks with his teeth.* You're not.. You smell..*Sniffs at Trunks's cheek, but shakes his head.* How can this be? You smell like a saiyan, but the only ones left are Kakarot and I!

Trunks: (Not a full blooded one, anyway...) What if I am? *He tilts his head away from Vegeta, showing his submission and obedience to his father.*

Vegeta: *Smirks when he sees Trunks's submissiveness, sniffs at Trunks's neck again.* How? Our planet was destroyed! (Maybe..he's not, he doesn't have black hair! But..that smell, I know it's saiyan!)

Trunks: (Damn...he knows what my blood is. Who was the name of Goku's brother? He mentioned him before...Raditz! That's it...I'll make him think I'm his offspring...just for now.) I'm...the offspring of a saiyan.

Vegeta: Who? I don't have a child and Kakarot only has one! And Nappa was to stupid to breed! That only leaves...only...Raditz...

Trunks: (Yes...you have it, just for now.) Yes, he's my father.

Vegeta: But.. how? He never mentioned having a son and he wasn't in the breeding program yet.. Tell me! (It would of been when..when we were together. Why didn't he tell me he was ready to have a child?)

Trunks: I don't know everything. *He bites his lower lip, hoping Vegeta will stop questioning him, knowing he will eventually run out of lies and stories to make up.*

Vegeta: What of your mother? You said you were only half? Were you born on another planet? Do you ever even meet your father?

Trunks: I was born here, on Earth, and no, he died before I was born. My mother is alive and well...

Vegeta: Good thing you didn't meet, he was a weakling.. Which doesn't explain why your chi is so strong when his was weak..

Trunks: I don't know what else to tell you, Prince... (He's relentless...I need to feed his ego to leave me alone.)

Vegeta: *A smirk covers his face as he hears the title he hasn't been called in years.* I see you were told of your people past, is that why you found me?

Trunks: (You told me everything, dad...You spoke with such pride about our people.) I know everything, so I did come to find you.

Vegeta: Good, I will let you stay then. It has been awhile since I have been around someone who knows our ways and how to act!

Trunks: (I hate lying to him...) *He moves away from Vegeta and sits down on the edge of the futon.*

Vegeta: (I have a servant again.. A follower, I have missed this!) Stand up and follow me, Trunks. *Walks over to his large bed.*

Trunks follows Vegeta without question to where Vegeta's bed is.

Trunks: (What...does he want now? Is he going to show me my "boundaries" now?)

Vegeta: Lay down, I want to see how far your loyalties lay with me. See how much like your father you are.. *Lets out a lustful growl, able to make any man weak at the knees.*

Trunks: What? *He lays on his chest on Vegeta's bed.* (What is he talking about?)

Vegeta: *Begins to pull down Trunks's boxers, exposing his perfect ass.* Your father was my subordinate, my will was his will. I want to see how much you take after him..

Trunks: What are you doing? (What does he mean by "subordinate"? This feels like...but for some reason, I want him to take off my clothes.)

Vegeta: Are you that dense? Raditz was weak, but not dumb so you must have a brain.. *Pulls off Trunks's boxers and quickly takes off the shirt, looking over Trunks fit body.* (His build is not like Raditz, it's to slender.. It looks more like mine..) *Leans down and licks at Trunks's neck, growling at the taste.*

Trunks: *He moves his neck away from Vegeta as he shivers.* (Why is he doing this?) Stop... (But...I feel like I want him to touch me, I'll do anything to get my dad's affection.)

Vegeta: You do not order your prince.. Your scent doesn't lie, you like this.. You want more. *Growls louder, telling Trunks to submit as he bites at his neck. His hands grope at Trunks's full ass.*

Trunks: *He closes his eyes as he lays on his stomach, wanting to try and block out Vegeta's advances.* (He's not going to make this feel good for me...He only wants to please himself, but it's better than nothing for me.)

Vegeta: (He smells..amazing, I'm already aroused more then I have been in years.. I can't wait, I need to claim him now!) *Unzips his pants as he sucks on Trunks's neck, pulling out his large, meaty cock. Grinds it against Trunks, letting him feel it's size.*

Trunks: *His legs move away as he feels something warm press against his thighs.* (He's really...going to try and have sex with me!) Da...(Damn it!) *He quickly corrects himself from calling Vegeta "dad" and tries to move away from Vegeta.*

Vegeta: *Grabs on tightly to Trunks, nipping hard at his ear.* What are you doing? I thought you came here to be with your prince? If you will not be loyal, then go to your uncle!

Trunks: *He stops moving away and raises his hips for Vegeta.* (I hope...this won't hurt as much as my first...) *He looks back at Vegeta in apology.*

Vegeta: Good boy, now face the front! *Reaches down to spread Trunks's plump ass cheeks, groans softly as he rubs the head of his cock against Trunks's tightly clenches opening.*

Trunks: *He faces the wall and closes his eyes in preparation of Vegeta entering him.* (This...is really happening to me!)

Vegeta: I would stop clenching so tight, or I will rip you in two boy. *Chuckles lowly before he pushes his cock in, making Trunks feel every inch of his manhood.* Mmm!

Trunks: *He groans from being entered dry and bites down on a pillow to help mask the sharp pain. His body instinctively tries to push Vegeta out of him.* Too...much...

Vegeta: Damn...*Growls as Trunks's body clenches down painfully on him, pulls out and spits on his hand before he rubs it into his cock.* Your body is annoying, but I will make it submit. *Thrusts back inside Trunks's opening, grunting in pleasure as it wraps tightly around him.*

Trunks: *He hisses in burning pain.* This...is only my second time. *He tries again to expel Vegeta from his body.*

Vegeta: I gave you lubrication, you should be honored I even did that! Now stop pushing me out or I will make it worse.. *Growls loudly into Trunks ear as he begins to move his hips, his breathing increases with the pleasure running through him.* (He feels amazing! I would think he was a virgin if I didn't know any better..)

Trunks: (He may feel good, but I don't...) *He begins to breathe heavily to stifle the burning pain he feels.* Yes...Prince... *He hopes feeding Vegeta's ego will help soften the intensity of Vegeta's thrusts.*

Vegeta: Mmm, yes..Say that again! *Lets out a deep moan as he keeps thrusting inside Trunks, changes his angle to go deeper and ends up rubbing against Trunks prostate.*

Trunks: *His whole body shudders as he feels Vegeta brush against his prostate, making his body feel weak and unable to fight back anymore.* Oh...damn. *He tries to cover his moans by pressing his mouth against a pillow.*

Vegeta: Didn't you hear me, boy? Say it again! *Thrusts harder into Trunks, sweat covers his body as he lets out groans of pleasure.*

Trunks: *He shakes his head yes, almost unable to speak.* Pr...ince. *He holds back his moans of pleasure by keeping his face tight against a pillow.*

Vegeta: Yesss... *His growls echo the room as he releases his hot seed into Trunks's ass, keeps thrusting to make sure he gets all of it.* Such..a good boy..

Trunks: *He moans softly as he feels Vegeta release inside his body. He quickly moves away, making Vegeta fall out of his entrance.* (What...will he do for me now? Will he just leave me here after he's finished with me?)

Vegeta: I am tired, don't wake me... *Flips over to his side, pulling up the blanket as he closes his eyes. Relaxed for the first time in years.*

Trunks: (He's not going to pleasure me?) *He moves over in the bed, almost to the point of falling of as he tries to will away his arousal.*

Vegeta: Stop moving if you are going to sleep in my bed, or go to the futon! *Growls lowly as he pulls the blanket up higher.*

Trunks: *He freezes when he hears Vegeta shout at him for moving in the bed. He looks down at his own arousal, unable to will it away, he slowly begins to stroke himself.* (As I thought...he only wanted to please himself.)

Vegeta: *His nose twitches at the scent of Trunkss arousal, a comforting growl escapes as he falls asleep.* (He smells amazing.. I wonder what he looks like when he releases..)

Trunks: (I wish you would help me, dad...) *He suddenly releases, thinking of ways Vegeta could "help" him release. He gasps softly and notices some of his release has landed on Vegeta by accident.* (He's going to kill me...) *He moves further away from Vegeta, not knowing what Vegeta's reaction will be.*

Vegeta: *Wakes up at the feeling of something warm and wet land on his back.* Did..you just release on my back?

Trunks: Yes...it wouldn't go away, and you wouldn't help me.

Vegeta: Why should I? You didn't even want it.. Now lick it off of me before you go to sleep, I will not have you marking me!

Trunks: Lick...it off... *He covers his face with the blankets as he listens to Vegeta and begins to lick his own release off of Vegeta's back.*

Vegeta: Mmm.. Good boy, I may keep you around here.. *Lets out a rumble of contentment, slowly falling back asleep at the licks.*

Trunks: (He's fallen asleep...) *He rests his head against Vegeta's back and lays huddled horizontally on his side of the bed.* (I may only get his back, but it's better than being alone...)

Vegeta: *Shivers in his sleep at the feel of Trunks warmth, holds on tighter to the blanket.* (I haven't felt this warmth since...Raditz..)

Trunks: Hmm? *He feels Vegeta move, knowing he is now awake. He quickly moves his head away from Vegeta's back.*

Vegeta: You are like your father..He would always press against me, even if I would punish him for it..

Trunks: (That brings into question...what you would do for this said Raditz...since you say I am like my father.) *He plays with a crease in the sheets.*

Vegeta: What did your mother tell you of him?

Trunks: Not...much. Why?

Vegeta: Was wondering how much you learned of your people, or of him.. What all he was.

Trunks: (I remember what you told me...but I'll listen to what you have to say, dad.) Tell me...

Vegeta: Your father was not a strong saiyan, he was one of the lesser ones but he as loyal as they came. He would do anything for his people and the royaly. I was given him as my personal servant when I was young and he stay with me till damned Frieza sent him to this waste of a planet.

Trunks: (Is that how he sees me, only as his servant, bound by his beck and call?) *He looks down and as his fingers find another crease in the blankets to play with.*

Vegeta: He was the only person I trusted and now I see how foolish that was.. *Growls lowly, clamping his eyes shut.*

Trunks: (I really hate lying to him...He feels betrayed now because of me.) *He slowly slides off of Vegeta's bed and dresses in his discarded clothing before he walks over to his futon to write in his data log.*

Vegeta: Don't move if you come back.. *Turns over so he's facing away from Trunks and begins to fall back asleep.*

Trunks begins to write in his log using his stylus. "I can't keep lying to Vegeta. He will find out sooner or later who I am...and he won't want to be with me once he learns who I am. I'm just glad he didn't catch me slipping up in my own lies about the photos. I visited Goku's house earlier today, and Chi Chi gave the photos to me. She is the same as I remember from my time, still trying to get Gohan to be a doctor or rocket scientist... I just hope that I have more time to get intimate with my dad...before he finds out that I'm his son. I guess I'll make myself useful and do something around the house and stop writing for now." Trunks, August 13, Year 784

Vegeta: Mmhh..*Groans softly in his sleep, flipping onto his back.*

Trunks looks over at his father as he slips his pants on and wraps a black bandana around his head to keep his hair out of his face. Trunks looks around the apartment and sees dishes that need to be cleaned. He cleans each dish until they're spotless by hand and carefully stacks each dish on the counter to dry. He wipes down the kitchen counter and opens the refrigerator to see if it needs to be cleaned.

Trunks: He keeps nothing but red meat in the house...There's nothing to drink, no fruit, no vegetables. *He talks quietly to himself.* I guess I'll have to make a grocery trip if I'm going to stay here.

Trunks returns to his futon and quietly sits down to count out his cash on hand. He sets aside some money for the parts to fix Vegeta's oven and to fix the broken down capsule car. Trunks gathers about 70,000 Zeni for groceries and heads out for the afternoon grocery trip.

Vegeta wakes up an hour later to find his place cleaned and Trunks not there.

Vegeta: (I wonder where the boy went to.. Doesn't matter, he'll be back.) *Gets out of bed and zips up his pants before he walks over to the window to lower it some, turns around and sees the pad Trunks keeps using and picks it up.* (What is this thing? It looks like..it a log of some kind, what is he writing about?)

Trunks comes around the corner of the alley with both arms full with brown paper bags. He walks up to Vegeta's door and notices Vegeta staring at his data log.

Trunks: (It's a good thing I password protected my log...) *He opens Vegeta's front door with his body and walks in.* I cleaned and bought some groceries. I bought a little something for you.

Vegeta: This is different then the ones they have here, where did you get it from? *Looks over the pad before he looks up at Trunks.* I can tell, what did you get? I don't have a need for human food.

Trunks: It's a new model from the Capsule Corp... *He opens one of the paper bags and tosses a black, V-neck tee shirt to Vegeta.* I bought that from a street vendor.

Vegeta: Hm..Why did you buy me a shirt? *Walks over and grabs it, holding it up against himself.* It will be tight.. Is that why you got it?

Trunks: I wasn't sure what your size was. (Not that it matters, he wears tight clothing all the time.) *He sets the bags of groceries on the kitchen counter and begins to unpack the food that needs to be refrigerated first.*

Vegeta: It will work. *Walks over and puts the shirt in the hamper to be washed before he goes to the counter to see what all Trunks brought. Sniffs at the bags till he finds something that smells good and pulls out an apple and takes a large bite from it. Making the juices run down his chin.*

Trunks: I bought six pounds of apples, I hope that's enough. *He unpacks a bag containing only eggs, six dozen to be exact.*

Vegeta: They will be gone in a few days.. *Quickly finishes eating the whole apple, core and all.* Saiyan eat more than humans do, If I didn't have lunch already I could eat those apple in under an hour.

Trunks: I know...I only had 70,000 Zeni. I would have bought more if I could. *He opens the refrigerator and begins to put away any perishable food.*

Vegeta: It's fine, I'm not a street urchin I have enough money to keep me fed. *Grabs another apple before he walks over to his armchair and sits down, looking at the books lining the wall all the way up to the ceiling.*

Trunks: *He finally finishes putting away the perishable food and notices Vegeta staring at the mountain of books stacked against the wall.* You have a lot of books...

Vegeta: I get them when I can, the vendor sell them cheap since humans find those talking boxes more entertaining. I have one, that if I were to sell it I could buy myself a mansion..

Trunks: Which ones have you read yet? *He glances at Vegeta's bed, which looks much more inviting and comfortable than the futon given to him. He hesitantly sits down on the edge of Vegeta's bed.*

Vegeta: None of them.. Some are historical from what I can tell and have pictures so I look at those, some of the ancient humans were amazing, much better then they are now.

Trunks: (He can't read English...Hmm...) *He stares across the room at Vegeta, interested in hearing more from him.*

Vegeta: What are you staring at? Do I interest you that much, boy? *Smirks slightly as he stands up, slowly walking over to Trunks.*

Trunks: I'm just listening to my Prince while he's speaking... *He smirks slightly, knowing that feeding Vegeta's ego will get him on Vegeta's good side.*

Vegeta: Mm, you do learn fast and have more respect than most boys your age.. More reasonable as well, that should be rewarded. *Slowly pushes Trunks down on the bed, running his hands down Trunks's sides.*

Trunks: (He has fire in his eyes...What will he do if I egg him on?) *He gently rolls his hips and gently pulls his shirt up, exposing his fit, hard abs.*

Vegeta: *Growls with lust as he feels Trunks hips meet his own, grinds down against them as he grabs the ends of Trunks's shirt and rips it in two.* I see you want your reward..

Trunks: I don't have that many clothes to wear... *He stares in surprise at Vegeta as he feels his chest being forcedly exposed.* ~Hehe, maybe Vegeta can think to himself how yummy Trunks looks with his shirt torn and his yummy, muscular chest exposed XP~

Vegeta: Then don't wear any when you are in my place.. *Licks his lips as his eyes run over Trunks's muscular chest, pinches at the dusky colored nipples, making them hard under his fingers.* (He is..a fine saiyan, I am already hard for him.)

Trunks: (Foreplay...that's new.) *He slowly becomes aroused as Vegeta plays with his nipples.* Do you like foreplay?

Vegeta: No..I like rutting. *Quickly unzips Trunks's pants and pulls them off, throwing them across the room before he does his own. His hard cock standing at full attention at the sight of Trunks's naked body.* On your knees..

Trunks: (Maybe...I can talk him into foreplay later...) *He turns over and kneels over Vegeta's bed. He arches his back to make him appear as desirable as possible.*

Vegeta: Very nice...I see you tried to keep my release in as long as you could.. *Pokes at Trunks's still slightly swollen anus, wet with his past release. Moves into position, letting Trunks feel the head of his arousal.*

Trunks: I tried my best... *His ass clenches against the arousal trying to enter him.*

Vegeta: I would keep doing that... Because I have no lubrication and don't plan on buying any, now stop clenching or it will hurt worse! *Lets out a commanding growl as he pushes his cock into Trunks's clenching muscle, groaning at the tightness.*

Trunks: *He tries to relax his body and groans as Vegeta gives him no time to adjust to accommodate Vegeta's arousal.* Ughh...

Vegeta: You're still so tight! We'll have to fix that, won't we? *Chuckles as he begins to thrust hard into Trunks, making sure to brush against the spot that will make Trunks moan.* (I want to hear him, I want to see if he's like his father when he releases..)

Trunks: *His lips and body trembles as he feels Vegeta brush against his pleasure zone.* Oh...there...

Vegeta: Hmm? Right here, boy? *Gives a hard thrust, hitting Trunks's prostate before he changes his angle again.* Beg for it..

Trunks: Intense... *His body tightens and becomes rigid as pleasure overwhelms him. He grips on tight to a pillow.*

Vegeta: *Moves away from Trunks's prostate, wanting to hear him beg for pleasure.* Beg, boy.. Beg if you want more pleasure..

Trunks: Pl...ease... *He moistens his lips as a small moan escapes.*

Vegeta: Please what? *Smirks as he rolls his hips, making his cock barely run over Trunks's sweetspot. Begins to pant from the pleasure running through him.*

Trunks: Prince... (Oh...I'm going to come soon...) *He moans as he feels Vegeta give him pleasure.*

Vegeta: Good boy. *Lets out a moan as he pounds into Trunks's prostate, hitting it with every thrust.* (He's close, I can feel it..)

Trunks: *His toes curl as he turns his head to the side. He closes his eyes to enjoy his growing climax.* Oh...*His lips part gently as waves of pleasure flow and build through him.*

Vegeta: Release for me.. Now, boy! *Growls as he thrusts in harder, his own release getting closer. His cock begins to throb inside of Trunks's channel.*

Trunks: *He breathes and gasps sharply as he releases over Vegeta's bed, not able to hold back anymore.* Vegeta...

Vegeta: (He didn't look like Raditz...He looked like..me.) *Growls loudly as he gives a few more hard thrusts before he fills Trunks with his hot release.*

Trunks: (Oh...he filled me again...I love how it feels.) *He rests his cheek against a pillow with Vegeta still inside of him.*

Vegeta: (I want to mark him as mine.. He is strong and beautiful, he will be snatched up if I don't.) *Sighs as he begins to release his full bladder inside of Trunks, pauses after a few seconds and pulls out before he finishes relieving himself over Trunks's back.*

Trunks: *He moves away as he feels something warm hit his back.* Did you just piss on me?

Vegeta: Yes, now stop moving or it will get all over my bed! *Sighs as he shakes his cock a bit before he lays down on his bed next to Trunks.*

Trunks: Why...did you piss on me? *He remains still, not wanting to soil Vegeta's bed.*

Vegeta: I was marking you as mine, my scent will be on you now and will never come off no matter how many times you wash yourself.

Trunks: (Something about his scent is arousing to me...But...it makes feel feel like an animal, which I'm not.) *He remains still until he feels Vegeta's urine dry and lays down on the bed next to Vegeta.* (I wonder how close he'll let me be.) *He moves slightly closer to Vegeta, leaving a few inches of room between their two bodies.*

Vegeta: *Looks over at Trunks, seeing him slowly moving closer.* (He acts like him, he would always lay against me after..) Do you want more of my scent?

Trunks: Yes...if you would let me. *He props his head up underneath a pillow so he can face Vegeta.*

Vegeta: Hm, fine.. Just don't move to much, you still have me inside you.. *Closes his eyes as he relaxes, smirking a bit as he smells his strong scent on Trunks.*

Trunks: (Will he put his arms around me?) *He moves closer still, now able to rest his head on the same pillow Vegeta is on.*

Vegeta: *Sighs as he moves his head over, growls when he hears sirens.* I hate those things.. Human make annoying sounds..

Trunks: *He rests his hand on Vegeta's strong shoulder.* Is there anything else you want me to do today, Prince?

Vegeta: *Cracks his eyes open to see Trunks's hand.* Are you wanting even more? *Smirks slightly.* And I'm not sure, I already trained enough for today. I need my shower..

Trunks: *He shifts slightly, letting a small amount of urine to run down his leg.* I can...start your dinner.

Vegeta: *His nose twitches as he smells the strong acid like scent of his urine, growls softly.* Yes and go release yourself before you make my bed smell more.

Trunks leaves the bed and walks to the bathroom still naked to clean himself. Once clean, Trunks retrieves his boxers from across the room and puts them on. Trunks opens the refrigerator and decides to make omelettes for dinner.

Trunks: (He's going to eat a lot of eggs...)

Trunks removes a carton of a dozen eggs and cracks each shell before emptying the large amount of eggs into a bowl. Trunks searches for a fork to whip the eggs, but is only able to find steak knives. He decides to make due with a broad steak knife to whip the eggs until the yolks and egg whites are smooth. Trunks finds a large pan and places it on the stove where he lights the flame underneath. He pours the whipped eggs into the pan along with large pieces of ham. He watches the pan as the meat omelette begins to cook.

The smell of food wakes Vegeta up from his light snooze and stands up off his bed. Decides to take his pants the rest of the way off and throws them in the hamper along with the now soiled sheets.

Vegeta: Leave some of the meat raw.. *Walks over to his chair and sits down, grabbing the new book he got the day before and begins to look through it.*

Trunks: If you want some of it raw, dinner will be done in a few minutes. *He flips one side of the omelette in half to form a large fold of half cooked egg.*

Vegeta: Alright..*Flips through the pages of his book, makes sure Trunks is watching the food before he itches at his crotch.* (A prince would never be seen doing that..)

Trunks: I hope I cooked enough for you. *He turns the fire off and empties the still oozing and raw, mile high omelette onto a plate and presents it to Vegeta.* If you're still hungry, I'll make something else for you.

Vegeta: *Looks up from his book and sets it down before he stands up and walks over to the table, sniffing at the eggs and nods in approval before he digs in with his hand.* It is fine, now make yourself something..

Trunks: I am hungry for dinner... *He returns to the refrigerator and removes six eggs for himself. He carefully cracks the shells of each egg and empties the contents into the pan he used before. He turns the fire on low to cook the eggs sunny side up. He removes four apples from the refrigerator and places them on the counter. As the eggs cook, he returns to his back pack to remove a quart sized pitcher and a can of chocolate protein powder. He pours a healthy amount of powder into the pitcher and fills the pitcher to the brim with water. He fastens the lid on the pitcher before he shakes it to mix the powder with the water until the liquid becomes thick. Once the eggs are cooked to his preference, he empties the eggs onto a plate along with his apples. He sits down at the table across from Vegeta with his plate of food and his protein shake. He unscrews the lid and begins to drink the entire quart of chocolate protein.

Vegeta: *Smirks at the sight of Trunks large meal.* Good, you have more saiyan in you than human. *Sniffs at the weird scent coming for what Trunks is drinking.* What the hell is that? It smells..

Trunks: It's a chocolate protein shake. *He drinks down another large gulp of the cool drink.*

Vegeta: Hm.. *Goes back to eating his meal, grabbing his bottle of water and downs all of it.* I'm going to take a shower after this, you are free to look at the books but nothing else.

Trunks: *He downs the rest of his protein drink before he relentlessly begins to eat the apples on his plate.* (I wonder how long his shower will be? It will give me time to write notes again.) Take your time...

Vegeta: I plan too. *Quickly finishes his meal, begins to lick his hands clean.*

Trunks: (Is he trying to tease me?) *He quickly finishes his plate as he hears Vegeta turn on the bath water. He places the dishes in the sink and walks over to his futon to write down more notes for the evening.*

"I don't know why, but this time, Vegeta made me have a very strong orgasm. I could tell he wanted me, but it still would be nice if he had feelings for me. Instead, he still sees me as his "loyal servant". He really needs to get some KY jelly, by the way..."

Trunks quickly saves his data and turns off his log as he hears the shower water turn off.

Trunks: (Is he finished already? I guess I took longer than I thought to write down my thoughts...)

Vegeta: *Walks out of the bathroom naked as the day he was born, water dripping down his hard body.* (I feel better now. Maybe next time I'll have him bath me, I want to see how far his loyalty lies..)

Trunks: (Oh...He looks good...) *He tries to break his stare and turns his head away from Vegeta's naked body.*

Vegeta: *Chuckles darkly when Trunks turns his head, walks over to where he's sitting. His cock infront of Trunks's face.* Does my being naked bother you?

Trunks: No, I think you look really good...

Vegeta: Of course you do.. *Moves to sit in his chair again, spreading his legs a bit. Showing off his large, sleeping cock.*

Trunks: (He's acting like he wants me to pay attention to him. It's attractive...But I'll ignore him this time.) *He opens the magazine he bought earlier that day about motorcycles and begins to ready where he left off.*

Vegeta: (He's ignoring me! His prince! Fine, I'll do the same, so much for being kind to him..) *Grabs the book he was looking at earlier.*

Trunks: (I wonder if Vegeta is familiar with human body language...) *He straightens his back and pushes his chest slightly forward. He tilts his head to expose some of his neck.* (I want to see how he responds to me.)

Vegeta: *Growls softly at the sight of Trunks, drools slightly at the sight of Trunks's exposed neck.* (He's teasing me, does he want to rut again?)

Trunks then closes his magazine and ignores Vegeta's trailing eyes as Trunks gets up from the futon. Trunks heads into the bathroom to relieve himself, knowing the tease of leaving and ignoring Vegeta will create a reaction.

Vegeta: *Growls louder as Trunks walks to the bathroom, gets up and follows after him. Walks up behind Trunks and roughly grabs Trunks's cock as he releives.* Do you enjoy pissing your prince off?

Trunks: You don't like it when I tease? I won't do it anymore if you don't want me to. *He groans as Vegeta painfully squeezes his soft cock.*

Vegeta: Not if you do not mean it, know if I get hard I will take you.. Even if you just tease. Now finish pissing and wash the blankets you soiled.. *Wipes his hand off on Trunks's hair before he walks out.*

Trunks: (He needs to learn about foreplay.) *He finishes relieving himself and washes his hands before he takes the soiled blankets from the hamper and places them in the washing machine with laungry detergent.*

Vegeta: *Sits in his chair with a pear in his hand, eating it as he looks through the book.* (He still does as I say.. I wonder how much I could make him do for me.)

Trunks sighs and returns to his futon to read his magazine and smirks slightly from behind his reading material.

Trunks: (I'll continue to tease him...I want to see how much I can push him.) *He spreads his legs slightly and shifts his body towards Vegeta across the room. He gets comfortable on the futon, cauing his boxers to fall slightly down his hips.*

Vegeta: *Growls lowly as a warning, roughly biting into what's left of his pear.* (He doesn't know what he's playing with..)

Trunks: (I love teasing him...He realizes how much control over his body I have.) *He breathes heavily, causing his fit chest to expand.*

Vegeta: *Quickly runs over to Trunks, pinning him hard to the futon as he bites down on Trunks's neck, shudders as a few drops of blood land on his tongue.* (His blood, is so sweet.)

Trunks: *He hisses in pain as Vegeta bites him.* Damn... (He can't take much of my teasing because he knows he can't resist me.)

Vegeta: Know your place here, boy.. *Licks at his bite wound, smirking.* I have given you the final mark, if anyone else is with you I have the right to kill them..

Trunks: Now...can you keep doing what you're doing right now, without biting me?

Vegeta: Why should I? You have been bad.. And I like to bite.. *Smirks as he does it again, but begins to suck after it.*

Trunks: Because...it feels good. *He relaxes as Vegeta continues to mark him while laying on the futon.*

Vegeta: (Fine..I will give him this one thing..) *Sucks harder on Trunks's neck before he moves to another spot, wanting to cover Trunks in his mark.* (His scent does smell sweeter though..When he is in pleasure.)

Trunks: *He breathes softly as Vegeta pays attention to one of his erogenous zones other than just having sex.* (I have him...and it feels amazing.)

Vegeta: Mm..*Nips at Trunks's neck, wanting another taste of his sweet blood and sucks harder on it. His tongue lapping at the small droplets.*

Trunks: (He likes it.) *He rests his arms across Vegeta's back loosely.* (Will he stop if I try to hold him?)

Vegeta: (He is becoming to clingy, I need to stop.. But he tastes too good.) *Growls and bites down again.*

Trunks: (He's not backing down...) *The grip of his arms strengthen around Vegeta to hold him. He breathes softly as he feels Vegeta's tongue against his skin.*

Vegeta: *Growls louder as he releases Trunks, getting off of him. Licks the little bit of blood on his lip before he walks to his bed.*

Trunks: (It was too much for him...) *He stares longingly at Vegeta as he abruptly pulls away.*

Vegeta: I am going to go to bed early, I plan to start training at four tomorrow.. *Gets a clean blanket from under the bed and covers up.*]

Trunks: Are you going to let me train with you tomorrow?

Vegeta: Yes, if you want. I would enjoy having a new training partner, Kakarot is letting his woman control him to much.

Trunks: Tomorrow at 4 a.m, then... *He rolls onto his side to relax.*

Vegeta: Yes, now be quiet.. *Turns on his side, facing Trunks his face relaxing as he falls asleep.* (I'm actually looking forward to training..)

Trunks: (I want to show Vegeta my power tomorrow...I want to impress him.) *He smiles faintly as he holds his sheet close to his body,*

Vegeta: *Moans softly in his sleep, his cock hardening from his dream.*

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