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Goku stood in front of the door leading to his bedroom, his hand trembled as he silently pushed opening it a crack.

The sound of deep gasps and pants for breath filled his ears as he looked upon a scene that made his heart ache in his chest. He was too numbed by the sighted of a familiar raven-haired woman moving against an unfamiliar man with blond hair to push the door in more, speak, or even retreat from the betrayal taking place before him. He just numbly stood and watched as the woman he'd been with for over 20 years, the mother of his two sons, passionately embraced and kissed another. He'd never seen her so flushed and excited as she moved with the blond. Never had she looked so alive with him as she did with this unnamed man.

The two arched and muffled screams of pleasure against each other as they play the final roll in their act, bodies taunt, muscles tense, as they let loose in a wave of pure sensation and fulfillment.

As they lay gasping against each other Goku softly stepped back and closed the door to lean against it.

"Chichi..." he whispered raising a hand up to fist it in his black hair, legs shaking and sending a tremor all the way up his body. He'd suspected, had smelt it on her, but had ever questioned, had remained loyal in his trust of her and what she was: his wife. He knew he'd been gone a long time, seven years, but he didn't have much of a choice he'd been dead. The thought that she might have found someone in his absence never crossed his mind, that she would replace him. But now... now he'd seen with his own eyes that it was true, that his wife, his Chichi, loved another.

Disoriented the tall saiyan walked out of the house and jumped into the sky, he needed to get out of there, needed to find some place comforting, some place where he could forget the scene he'd just spied. He needed to wash the vision from him, rinse it away with battle, with exhaustion, with blood. For the first time in his life he wanted to go on a senseless killing spree and cover himself in the blood of innocents.

His power jumped up as he increased his speed, mind reeling at the terrible thought. Please Kami, make it stop whispered part of Goku's mind as he raised a hand to his head. Stop, I don't want to think this way, I don't want to think about anything!

He looked up at the night to see the silver moon hanging full in the sky, it seemed so close and big he almost believed he could reach out and touch it. Hold it in his hands as that man had held her...

"No!" shouted the saiyan blazing up to super saiyan, hair whipping up to stand on end, bleaching golden blond.

"No! No! No!" screamed the saiyan unthinkingly creating a ki blast in his hands. "I don't want to think about it!" he screamed making the ball of intense ki explode right in his hands.

Goku smiled as the wind whipped past his face. Darkness, it was finally taking him and with it all thought.

* * * * * * * * * * *

He woke up battered and sore on the damp ground, birds were singing cheerfully, white clouds drifted lazily by in a bright blue sky. It was an all so perfect day, with a miserable sigh Goku turned over not looking at the sunny atmosphere all around him; it did nothing to make him feel any better.

He stayed that way for minutes, hours? He couldn't be sure he just knew he didn't want to go home, but he'd have to sooner or later. With another miserable sigh he got up and began walking, he didn't know where he was and it would be near impossible to find his house on the ground, but he wasn't in a hurry, no there was no hurry; no one was waiting for him at home.

He was only dimly aware that he'd entered a town as he walked, not paying attention to anyone or thing around him.

"Hey, son are you okay?" asked a voice.

Goku blinked his down cast eyes and lifted his head to see an old man standing to the side of the road. He smiled faintly and shook his head, he'd thought it was someone that knew him since they'd called out 'son' but it was just a friendly stranger, figured.

"What's the matter son, you look like you've been beaten up or something," said the man running his eyes up Goku's torn clothing, cut and bruised skin.

"No," said Goku softly. "I'm okay."

"Non-sense," said the man going over and grabbing his arm wordlessly he started dragging the shocked Goku along. "You young folks always think you're invincible," said the old man shaking his head.

"But really I'm fine," said Goku from his crouched over position, he had to bend over while he walked due to the fact that the old man was really short.

"Pss," said the old man. "I maybe be getting senile, but I'm not blind. I can see that you're hurt," said the old man not looking back at him.

A sad look crossed Goku's usually cheerful face. Yes, he was hurt, but it wasn't his body.

The old man stopped as three young cat people crossed their path: two males and a female.

"She's mine you bastard!" shouted the white nekojin pushing a black one way from the female cat who was a pale yellow in color.

"No she's not!" shouted the black nekojin pulling back his pawed hand and socking the white cat person over the face. Soon a very nasty catfight was taking place in the middle of the road, fists and fur were flying everywhere. The yellow nekojin ran back and forth yelling at them to stop fighting, they ignored her pleas and continued to claw at one another.

"Kids," said the man shaking his head at the two nekojins and pulling Goku around them.

"But-" said Goku looking back at the catfight still going all out. "Don't you want to stop them so they won't get hurt?" asked Goku looking back at the old man.

"No, if they kill one another it's fine with me," said the old man.

"What? Then why are you so concerned about me?" asked Goku planting his feet and pulling his arm out of the old man's grip.

The old man sighed and turned to look at Goku. "Because you seem like a nice lad and those two are just being stupid fools," he said.

Goku blinked confused eyes at the old man.

"It's like this," said the man taking Goku's arm again and leading him down the road. "The only reason those two are fighting is because of that little yellow cat girl. They use to be best friends till that girl showed up," said the old man shaking his head. "She's too selfish to just pick one of them and stop their bickering. Huh! Women, who needs them?"

"Well why doesn't one of them just find another girlfriend?" asked Goku glancing back at the small dust cloud in the distance that was the two fighting nekojins.

"Because there are none," said the old man.

"What?" said Goku in confusion, he looked around to see lots of young girls walking around doing girl things. "There're lots of girls around here."

"Yes, lots of human girls, but only one cat girl," said the old man.

"They only want to be with another cat person?" said Goku scratching his head.

"Yes," said the old man stopping at a door and reaching into his pocket to dig for a key. "Of course, it's only natural to look for one of your own kind when going about these things, someone that looks and acts like yourself," said the old man finding his key and poking it in the keyhole. "Humans marry humans, nekojins marry nekojins, but humans and nekojins don't marry one another what's so confusing about that?" said the old man opening the door and pulling Goku inside his small hut. He pushed the unsuspecting saiyan into a wooden chair and went digging in his cupboards for band-aids and what not.

"Own kind," said Goku. He smiled bitterly, he was the only saiyan besides Vegeta there were no saiyan girls around for him to be with. He rubbed his chin, was that why he and Chichi didn't fit, because they weren't the same species? He'd never really felt all that attached to Chichi, sure he cared about her, but he cared about everyone. He'd stayed with Chichi mostly because she was a good cook, kept a clean house and warm bed, and she would let him touch her for some physical pleasure when he really wanted it like on bright moon lit nights. The biggest reason was that she said it was his duty as her husband. But he never really understood her, could never match her thought patterns, many thought it was because he was stupid, or that he just didn't understand women, but that wasn't true. He just didn't think like Chichi did, he could think like Vegeta easily, the saiyan prince would never admit it but the two thought very much alike and could anticipate each other with great skill.

Goku leaned back in the chair and sighed, wondering if Vegeta had ever felt incompatible with Bulma like he was now feeling with Chichi: he doubted it. Despite being two different species, Bulma and Vegeta were very much alike in personality. Both were proud, arrogant, they loved the thrill of the challenge, they loved trying to out do each other, and they loved being the best. A sad look crossed Goku's face... Bulma he missed her.

The saiyan lifted his head and blinked his large eyes, crossing them to look at the band aid the old man had stuck on his nose while he was too deep in thought to see him approach.

"You young people should take better care of yourselves," said the old man as he began to clean and bandaged Goku's minor injuries. "If you take care of your body now when you get to be my age it'll work better for you," smiled the old man.

Goku gave him a small smile back. "Thank you, for the fix up and the advice."

"Sure," said the man finishing and patting his shoulder. "Now you run off and try not to get in any more trouble."

Goku smiled his usual cheerful grin for the man and stood up, moving towards the door.

"Oh and one more thing," said the old man while Goku was standing in the doorway. "Talking to someone can help ease a heavy heart, don't try and pretend that you're invincible because while the body can be strong the heart can be weak."

Goku turned around and looked at the man as he moved out of the kitchen and into another section of his small hut. Had he sensed the inner turmoil in him? Was it that obvious his heart was breaking?

"Thank you," said Goku once again before leaving the small building and closing the door behind him. He looked down the street to see the two nekojins, looking dirty and bloody, were being questioned by police. The little girl nekojin was nowhere in sight. Had she left to avoid getting in trouble?

Goku shook his head slowly and began walking once again.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Chichi was washing dishes from breakfast when Goku returned home.

"Goku," called Chichi. "Where have you been? You missed breakfast, Goten ate most of it before leaving for school, but there's still some left for you on the table," she said without turning to look at him as she continued to wash the dishes.

"No thank you... I'm not hungry," said Goku in a tired drained voice.

A dish crashed to the floor and Goku watched as Chichi slowly turned around to look at him.

"W-what?" she asked. "You're not... hungry?" she said in total shock.

"No," said Goku no smile graced his lips.

"Are you sick?" asked Chichi removing her rubber gloves and moving towards him. She raised up a hand to feel his forehead, but Goku jerked out of her reach.

"I know," he said softly unable to keep the betrayed look out of his eyes.

Chichi dropped her hand and gaze. "How long have you known?"

"Since last night," said Goku in an emotionless voice.

"You didn't-!" she blushed. "See us did you?"

There was a long pause with Goku holding still, looking like an impassive stone statue. Slowly he nodded his head.

Chichi blushed even more and turned to the side. "I... don't know what to say," she said softly holding her own hand.

"Do you... love him?" asked Goku, voice still in the dull lifeless tone.

Chichi wordlessly nodded. "I've been with him for years now, Goku," she said looking over at him. "Before you came back," she whispered. "I- I just couldn't forget about him and go back to being your wife... it's so lonely," she breathed.

Goku closed his eyes. Lonely, she was lonely with him and surprisingly he wasn't surprised that she was. They filled the roll of husband and wife, but the perks that made it enjoyable weren't there. Chichi was always yelling at him, trying to get him to do normal couple things and all he wanted to do was go out and spar with the boys. They had very little in common, they just didn't match he realized. Maybe she deserved someone better that could do all those things she so wanted.

"I'll leave, it won't be right for me to stay, this is more your home than mine, you've lived here longer."

"Goku!" said Chichi stepping towards him and raising one hand, the hand paused in mid air and hovered in front of him, as if she wasn't sure she should touch him.

"It's okay, I understand," said Goku. "I won't make this difficult on you," he got up. "I'll probably stop by a lot to see how you're doing and be with the boys."

"You can't be so accepting of this," said Chichi. "Where will you live, whose going to cook for you, who will take care of you?"

Goku smiled faintly, the way she talked as if he were one of her sons trying to leave the nest not a full-grown man. "I can take care of myself, don't worry about me," he said patting her head. "I just need some time to be alone and think," said the saiyan turning and walking towards the door.

"Goku?" called Chichi one last time, but the saiyan didn't turn and look at her. For the first time in his life he felt truly defeated as he closed the door behind him.

* * * * * * * * * * *

With a gasp for breath Goku popped up from the water and tossed a giant fish on land. "Wow, what a whopper," he said swimming towards the shore. "Hmmm you'll taste yummy with some wild herbs," he said licking his lips as he got out of the water.

"I didn't know you even cared to season your food, Kakarot," said a familiar voice to the saiyan's side.

Goku turned to the side where a compact muscular man stood leaning against a thick tree, his hair swept up like fire, his eyes black like obsidian.

"Vegeta?" said Goku surprised to see the saiyan prince. He hadn't told anyone where he was, how had he found him? He watched as Vegeta ran his eyes down him and looked down as well realizing he was butt naked, strangely he didn't care if the prince got an eyeful. Vegeta didn't seem uncomfortable about his nudeness so why should he be?

"You want some?" asked Goku moving over to the fish.

"No," said the saiyan prince.

Goku was disappointed that the saiyan prince wouldn't share his catch with him. Which was strange since they could both eat that fish and more, why should he be disappointed when there was more for him if Vegeta didn't want any?

Goku wordlessly began slicing up his fish with a ki charged hand, getting it ready for a good roasting over a slow fire. He glanced up to see Vegeta watching him with an emotionless look on his face; of course Vegeta usually wore that face.

"Vegeta why are you here?" asked Goku.

"You want me to leave?" asked the prince raising an eyebrow.

"No! I'd like you to stay. I'm just curious as to why you showed up."

"Looking for you," said Vegeta. "You've been missing a few days so I decided to hunt you down."

Goku shivered as Vegeta said the word hunt, he would have liked to go on a hunt with the saiyan prince, kill something with his own two hands and try and convince the proud saiyan prince to eat it with him. "Looking for me?" said Goku.

"Yes, you've been skipping our sparing matches," said Vegeta as if that should have been obvious.

"Oh," said Goku unable to keep the disappointment out of his voice. So Vegeta just wanted to spar? He should have guessed that, why else would Vegeta show up. Goku finished up his fish and set it up over the fire. Satisfied that he could leave it to cook on its own he stood up and wiped off his hands.

"Okay, let's spar Vegeta," said Goku giving him his classic Son smile.

"Are you going to spar like that?" asked Vegeta.

"Huh?" said Goku glancing down at himself and remembering his current clothes-less state. Strangely he wanted to say yes, but he didn't think Vegeta would like that much. He liked the idea of fighting the saiyan prince naked, showing off his powerful build, wondering if it impressed Vegeta at all.

"I guess I should put some clothes on," said Goku moving over to the pile of orange and blue gear. His clothes had seen better days. He'd been out in the wilderness for close to two weeks now his clothes were dirty, torn, and smelly. Maybe he really should just stay naked and fight the prince. He glanced at Vegeta's clothed form, the saiyan was dressed in tight black stretch pants, black boots going up almost to his knees. He wore a black tank top with thin straps doing a terrible job covering his powerful chest, and a blue denim jacket with the capsule corps logo on it, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He watched as the saiyan prince pulled off his jacket, getting ready for their match, a dark creature who's slender body was now dressed all in form fitting black. Goku tore his eyes off Vegeta as the saiyan prince stretched a little to get his blood pumping. He fumbled with his clothes suddenly wishing he had pants on as he found the picture very appealing to the senses.

"Ready," said Goku tying his cloth belt and turning to face Vegeta.

"Hn," snorted Vegeta indicating with his head towards a clearing not far away. Goku walked behind the saiyan prince as they moved towards the clearing, he couldn't help but run his eyes over Vegeta's nicely shaped back. Vegeta was much more compact and slender than he; he also had more curves to his build made very evident by the tight material. His movements were fluid, graceful. He's a prince thought Goku, of course he carries himself so smoothly. Vegeta always did have a royal air about him something he'd noticed when the prince just moved and didn't ruin it with words of pride and arrogance. He like Vegeta's presence very much when the prince was silent, just a finely chiseled statue to look at, not insulting him nor scoffing at the way humans reacted to certain things. Although, Goku had to admit his friends did over react to a lot of things, especially when watching a real fight. They always leapt to conclusions thinking such and such had won when the two fighters were just getting started, they'd know that if they'd checked for a power reading first before celebrating. They never seemed to learn, they did it every time, he wondered why they always looked so shocked when the enemy rose again after thinking he was dead for the tenth time.

Goku was so deep in thought that he didn't realize Vegeta had stopped moving till he bumped into the saiyan, briefly making contact to the shorter man's whole back. It made the hairs on his arms stand on end.

"Are you paying attention?!" barked Vegeta turning to glare over his shoulder at him.

"Um... sorry Vegeta," said Goku stepping back to give him his room.

"This spot should do," said Vegeta glancing around.

Goku nodded and began powering up to just below super saiyan level Vegeta did like-wise.

He stood several paces way from the shorter saiyan just looking; Vegeta had turned into that stone statue he liked so much, silent and pure perfection. He couldn't help but think Vegeta had been in that statue state a lot more over the last two years, ever since Bulma had-

That thought was cut off as the saiyan prince blurred out from in front of him to reappear at his side fist raised. Goku caught his fist and returned it with a kick to Vegeta's ankle; the saiyan prince easily leapt up out of the way and slammed both his feet into Goku's stomach.

Goku growled the first point was Vegeta's, but he wouldn't let the prince win. For some reason he really wanted to win this match, needed to win it. To show Vegeta, show him he was strong and more then worthy of the prince's undivided attention.

They moved about the grassy clearing too fast for the eye, clashing in great displays of strength and power. Fists landed on flesh, sweat and blood mixed as the two danced, danced a pattern-less dance of death, each matching the other's movements perfectly; they were in sync.

Goku loved this, loved the animal like pleasure it gave him to fight with the only other creature alive that could possibly feel the same as he. Feel the call of combat, the kiss of pain was desirable, but the real excitement was to win: defeat, surpass, dominate. As long as he continued to be better, continued to win, Vegeta would come to him to try again. They could have their private dance over and over again till the end of time; Goku didn't want it any other way. Vegeta was the only thing that remained constant in life, the only thing that he could depended on to be there and to understand, so long as he continued to win against the saiyan prince.

Vegeta managed to sweep Goku off his feet; he grabbed the taller saiyan's arm on his way down and fell back wrapping his legs around Goku's strong arm, bracing his feet on the taller saiyan's chest. His arms held the wrist and forearm locking the joints painfully for Goku in a hold that was seemingly unbreakable without Goku having to break his own arm to get free.

Goku strained feeling his own actions increase the pressure in his arm and hissed between his teeth, shutting his eyes tightly in pain. He opened them when he heard a triumphant laugh from the saiyan pinning his arm.

"Looks like I've finally got you Kakarot," smirked Vegeta. "Do you give up or do I need to break your arm?" he asked applying more pressure till Goku thought his bones would snap under the strain.

Is he winning? Thought Goku unable to believe that indeed he was. Before today he would have just smiled and said 'uncle' but now... now he couldn't lose! He had to win! Had to be stronger!

With a shout Goku blazed to super saiyan, muscles tightening to lift his arm the pain was all gone now.

Vegeta hissed between his teeth and his hair snapped gold as well. Goku cried out as the pain returned feeling like his arm would break into a million pieces as Vegeta was determined not to let him go till he was victorious.

Goku snarled looking very much like a wild animal as he growled low in his throat at Vegeta and jumped up to super saiyan level two.

"Damn it," cursed Vegeta as Goku once again started over powering him. With his own growl his power climbed to level two and he was back in control again.

With a primal roar, Goku's power flashed to level three, rich long locks of golden hair ran down his back. He finally over powered the smaller saiyan and rolled so that Vegeta was pinned under his larger body, his long hair spilling all around them as the smaller saiyan cursed and struggled under him growling madly under his breath.

Goku closed his eyes as he felt the smaller saiyan writhe under him, making their bodies rub madly together in burning friction of ki, cloth, and flesh. Goku's mouth parted slightly at the arousing feeling leaning his head back as he breathed deeply through his nose smelling the smaller saiyan's personal scent. He became aware of the defiant growl coming from Vegeta and titled his head back down to look at the smaller saiyan who glared with angry eyes up at him.

Goku's eyebrows turned down as he frowned. Then without warning he grabbed both of Vegeta's arms and forced them over his head leaning down to growl in a very threatening matter right in Vegeta's face.

Vegeta's eyes widened looking up at Goku in shock, surprised that he was snarling in his face instead of smiling and giving him a helping hand up as he always did. "Kakarot?"

Goku stopped his growl at once and blinked his aqua colored eyes, what was he doing?! He was angry that Vegeta had dared to continue to fight him when he was obviously helplessly pinned. He let go of Vegeta's wrists and sat back on the saiyan's stomach watching as Vegeta eyed him in an untrustworthy fashion while rubbing the red marks on his wrists.

Goku bit his lip. "Sorry," he said getting off the saiyan prince and offering him a hand up. Vegeta slapped it away and stood up on his own giving the taller saiyan his back as he continued to rub one wrist.

An uncomfortable silence filled the air between them.

"Damn, Kakarot. You stink," said Vegeta.

"What?" said Goku. Kami, did Vegeta truly hate him now?!

"How long has it been since you've washed your clothes," said Vegeta.

Goku couldn't hide the look of relief that washed over him. Vegeta was still the same, their private dance would continue another day. He frowned fingering his orange gi top, slipping one finger through a hole in the front to wag it before his face. "A long time I guess," he laughed.

"Why don't you go home to that mate of yours and have her wash that filthy thing?" said Vegeta crossing his arms. "The smell of you alone nearly knocked me out."

A sad look crossed Goku's face as he dropped his hands from his top. "She's not my mate."

"What?" snapped Vegeta. "Of course, that raven-haired hellcat's your mate. You've been with her ever since I've known you."

Goku winced. "Don't talk that way about her. No she's not my mate, not any more."

Vegeta paused and stared hard at Goku for a long moment. "Are you saying you don't want her any more?"

"No, its not that I don't want her its that she doesn't want me. She's found someone else that treats her better." Goku lifted his head from looking at his feet and was surprised to see no mockery on Vegeta's face.

"I see," said Vegeta. "That's why you're out here." He cursed. "You're too soft, Kakarot. A true saiyan would have ripped anyone to pieces for even thinking of touching his mate. Your human ways make you weak."

"I think it might be better this way for both of us," said Goku.

"What?"

"Me and Chichi, we've never been..." he paused looking for the right words. "Emotionally attached. Maybe it's time we stopped pretending, we just aren't all that compatible."

"Of course your not all that compatible," snorted Vegeta. "You're saiyan."

Goku looked at Vegeta with open shock. That reminded him of the train of thoughts his mind had taken when listening to that old man those weeks back.

Seeing the look on Goku's face Vegeta sighed and decided to explain in a way that Goku would understand. "Saiyans are mentally very different from humans, we claim our mates by foraging a mental link together. When a saiyan picks a mate it's not out of any emotional display or affection, no we pick a mate by how well we fit with them."

"Fit?"

Vegeta sighed. "Someone that can fill their part in the relationship. If a saiyan male is looking for a mate to have offspring with, he'll look for a female with a high power level just below his so his offspring will be strong and he'll be able to force his mate into submission for the task. Believe it or not most saiyan females hated the mere thought of being pregnant; gets in the way of fighting. Saiyans had children only if the male could force his mate into submission while she was in heat, not an easy thing to do."

"What if you don't want a mate for having children? What if you just want a mate?" asked Goku.

Vegeta shrugged. "Then you find one that fits comfortably in your life style, it won't matter if they're male, female, saiyan or not. Although, few species can form the kind of mental link saiyans desire to have with their mates. If you find someone you can link with you'll instinctually make them yours with a hunt."

"Hunt?" said Goku. Once again hunting had come up in his thoughts today. Did he want to find a real mate with this hunting thing Vegeta was talking about?

"I can't believe this, don't you know anything about yourself? It's instinct you should have already gone through it with that woman of yours." He paused to think. "Maybe not, humans are incapable of returning a mental claim, doesn't mean you can't have a one sided link."

"Wait a minute, you're saying there's a hunt then a mental claim, but human's can't return it? Are you sure, didn't you have something like that with Bulma?" asked Goku.

Goku almost regretted asking that question as for a brief moment a twinge of loss reflected in Vegeta's eyes. The saiyan prince turned to the side arms crossed not looking at Goku, trying to look like the subject meant nothing to him, although, Goku knew otherwise. Vegeta really had loved her he'd admitted it in his own way years ago when she was still alive. Bulma had died due to complications months after Bra's birth. It had been devastating to them all.

"Bulma was the mate I claimed as mine. I hunted her and claimed her mentally and physically. I had a link with her even if her lack of mental powers made it a one sided one."

"One sided?" asked Goku feeling sorry for the shorter saiyan. What kind of mental angst would it be to lose someone that you were mentally connected to? It almost made Goku glad he didn't have a link with Chichi specially one that was one sided.

"My mind could touch hers, some things I could sense about her," said Vegeta waving his hand in Goku's direction as though it was nothing he was talking about. "It was one sided because she couldn't touch my mind back, which is good because it allowed me more privacy," said Vegeta still not looking at him.

More privacy but not the link you desired, ne Vegeta thought Goku silently. She was yours, but you weren't hers not completely.

A long silence filled the air again. Uncomfortable with it Goku spoke. "Why don't you join me for a meal Vegeta? I think the fish should be done by now."

"I'll join you, but I don't want any," said Vegeta.

Once again Goku was disappointed that Vegeta refused his offer of food, but he was glad Vegeta had at least said he'd stay. They moved back to the fish that was done roasting and Goku sat down to begin his meal; greatly enjoying the fish. Yup, you do taste yummy with wild herbs thought Goku licking his fingers and taking another bite of fish. He glanced at the saiyan prince who was just sitting with his back to a tree trunk watching him. Feeling it was rude to just pig out in front of the prince he decided to get Vegeta to speak some more.

"So tell me about the hunt? How do you do one?" asked Goku before taking another bite of fish.

"You already know how to do a hunt, Kakarot, I told you its instinct."

"Well, tell me so I know if I ever do it," said Goku around a mouth full of fish.

Vegeta rubbed his forehead as if he was developing a headache. "If I tell you about it will you stop pestering me with it?"

Goku nodded since his mouth was full.

"When making a move to claim a mate you invite them on a hunt and during which slowly turn the tables till they become the prey."

Goku looked up at him in interest.

"The aggressor, who is usually stronger, takes his chosen mate on a hunting trip to kill wild game, but the dominator makes sure that he is the one that kills the meal thus it is his. He offers it to his would be mate as a sign of his affections and in a sense that he is a good provider. If the partner accepts the meal and eats it the aggressor will then turn the tables and begin the hunt with his chosen partner. It's a kind of metaphor, by eating the aggressor's game you become it," said Vegeta with a smirk. "The would be mate is then given a chance to get away, out smart their hunter, or prepare for their coming. The aggressor would then issue a chase, which would lead to a fight that he must win. After that the winner takes his physical pleasure from the other and last completes the mental link. That's a hunt, Kakarot."

Vegeta looked up to see Goku had a wide-eyed look on his face that puzzled the prince.

Goku felt himself being to sweat as he looked at Vegeta. He tried to calm down, coughing nervously into his hand. "Um, Vegeta. When you say it doesn't matter if the mate is male or female what do you mean by that?"

"I thought you were going to stop pestering me if I told you about the hunt," growled Vegeta.

"Please Vegeta, I want to know," said Goku forgetting his fish meal to give the saiyan prince his full attention.

Vegeta sighed running a hand through his hair. "Very well. Due to the fact that there were so few females in our species many males took their pleasure from each other, it wasn't uncommon at all for a mated pair to both be male, even a rare few were both female. Saiyans weren't as judgmental about that kind of thing like humans are. A mate was a mate it didn't matter what or who they were. Picking a mate not in your class or power level was considered far more degrading then claiming a partner of the same sex as you who was in your rank. Class was important in the Saiyan Empire, very important," said Vegeta nodding his head. He looked up to see that Goku still had that shocked look on his face, bordering close to panic. He smirked at the taller saiyan. "Don't freak out, Kakarot. You have nothing to worry about if your silly human way of thinking prevents you from claiming a mate simply because he's male, this mud ball of a planet has no shortage of females."

"Right," laughed Goku stupidly but inside he was freaking out because he realized he was hunting a mate, he was hunting Vegeta! He'd been trying to get the saiyan prince to become his prey ever since he'd showed up! Even their fight, where he'd growled down at Vegeta for not submitting was part of the hunt! He hadn't been angry with Vegeta he'd been trying to force his dominance! Of course, he had no right to do so since Vegeta had not accepted his offering of food and thus become something yummy for him to devour. Goku was so caught up in his realization that he must have jumped five feet in the air when Vegeta put his hand on his shoulder.

"V-vegeta," laughed Goku rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Don't do that you scared me."

Vegeta gave him a skeptical look. "You're sleeping with me tonight."

Goku's mouth dropped to the ground. "What?!"

Vegeta gave him another odd look. "You're coming to my place to sleep. You're turning into a jumpy wild man that stinks. I insist that you wash yourself and those rags you call clothes. I'm not going to spar with you if you smell like a goat."

"Oh," said Goku a blush crept over his cheeks. Kami-sama, he was starting to act like his human friends, jumping to conclusions like that. For a minute there he thought Vegeta was offering him 'his' bed. He shivered violently at the thought, wondering what it would be like.

"Are you just going to sit there?" demanded Vegeta.

"Huh?" said Goku.

"Come on, let's go," growled Vegeta.

"Oh, yah, right," said Goku jumping up. Too uncomfortable and nervous at the moment to realize he didn't have to do as the saiyan prince said till he was already following Vegeta to Capsule Corps.

"I'm so stupid," whispered Goku quietly as they flew. Why am I going with him? It doesn't help my situation one little bit. He'd just lost his wife and now he found out he'd been having some saiyan thing for the only other saiyan around. Worse yet he was seriously starting to think he wanted to make Vegeta his, after all he wouldn't want Vegeta if they didn't fit well together right? He wondered if Vegeta suspected at all his desires, he also wonders what the saiyan prince would think of it.

Oh Kami, don't think about that, don't think about that, chanted part of Goku's mind. Was his life falling into some strange twilight zone or was he just dreaming?

Sooner than he'd have liked they landed outside the large round Capsule Corps building.

"Papa!" said an over joyed two year old Bra running over to jump into the arms of the shorter saiyan who bent over to catch her.

Goku couldn't help but smiled at the scene. When Bulma had died Vegeta had been left to raise their daughter. Of course, he had Trunks, who was now 17, and Bulma's parents to help him, but the saiyan felt it was his duty to take care of the little rug rat. Goku believed it had something to do with how much Bra looked like Bulma.

Due to the fact that Vegeta wasn't much of the father type, raising Bra had been extremely awkward for him in the beginning. Goku had helped out a little, but it had been mainly Chichi who showed Vegeta the ropes of being a single parent. Who better to teach him than the poor abandoned wife of the only other saiyan around, she knew about demi-saiyans, taking care of babies, and about dealing with saiyans. Goku sighed sadly thinking again about Chichi he really hadn't been there for her.

"Papa," chirped the blue haired girl hugging him around the neck. She looked behind Vegeta to see Goku. "Goku-san," she smiled then sniffed the air. "You're stinky," she said wiggling her little nose.

Ack! Thought Goku, she's just like Vegeta. Do I really smell that bad he wondered lifting his arm and breathing in. Once he did he wished he hadn't.

"Dad?! You back?" asked Trunks from inside before opening the sliding glass door leading out back and poking his head through.

"Goku-san?" he said seeing Goku.

"Dad!" shouted Goten pushing Trunks out of the way to run over to his father. He all but jumped right into the tall Saiyan's arms like Bra had done Vegeta. Of course, it was a lot different have a 16-year-old boy jump into his father's arms then a two-year-old girl into hers, but Goku loved every second of it; he loved his sons.

"Where have you been dad! Me and Gohan were so worried about you," said Goten smiling brightly at his father.

Goku smiled and patted the boy on the shoulders. "Just needed some time to think, that's all Goten."

"I see," said Goten looking nervous. "Are you and mom really..." his face twisted up as if he found it hard to say the next word. "Separating?"

Goku gave him a small squeeze on the shoulder and nodded his head.

Goten looked extremely upset with his father's answer he lowered his head sadly. Trunks walked up behind him rubbing his back.

"If you want Goten you can stay here tonight," he said sensing his best friend didn't want to be alone at a time like this.

"You sure?" asked Goten glancing up at Trunks.

The purple haired demi-saiyan wasn't surprised to see his friend's eyes wet with unshed tears.

"Yes, I don't want to be alone tonight," he said giving his friend a supportive smile.

Goten managed one back. "Well, just to keep you company, since you're lonely," said Goten smiling back, but not his usual cheerful grin.

"This is good," smiled Goku. "Vegeta invited me to stay here tonight too."

"Really?" asked Goten looking at Vegeta.

"Yah, whatever," grumbled Vegeta not looking at the young Son.

"That's great," smiled Goten much more alive. "Let's get something to eat, ne?"

"No," said Vegeta causing everyone to look at the saiyan prince.

"What?" said Goten as if the prince had just told him he'd run over his puppy.

"First off, he," he said pointing at Goku. "Is going to take a bath, because he-"

"Is Stinky!" finished Bra for her papa.

Vegeta nodded his head agreeing with his daughter's choice of words.

"Um, dad," said Trunks. "Did you forget that the water pipe was broken accidentally when we were sparing yesterday?"

The saiyan prince grumbled in disgust. "It's not fixed yet?"

"No, the Plumber's just now getting to work on it," said Trunks.

Vegeta made another disgusted sound and looked at Goku. "Well I personally can't stand being so close to someone that smells so bad any longer. We're going to the public bathes," he said turning to start walking towards the CC building. "Now," he added not stopping in his walk.

"The public baths?" said Goten.

"My dad's surprisingly a very clean person, he can't stand being dirty for long, he takes the hottest showers possible without being boiled alive. Don't worry the public baths are actually very nice," said Trunks.

"I've never been to a public bathhouse before," said Goten.

"Either have I," said Goku.

"Well there's a first time for everything," said Trunks with a warm smile.

* * * * * * * * * * *

The group of four entered the large bathhouse; they'd left Bra at home to be watched by her grandparents.

"Wow," said Goten. "This place is so big and so many people are here."

"It's a lot nicer, when it's not so packed," frowned Trunks. "I'll go pay for us, you can get out of your clothes."

"Alright," said Goten grabbing his father and hurrying after Vegeta who was already heading over to the changing room. They picked out a set of four cubbyholes and began stripping.

Goku stripped fast, dumping his cloths in his cubby and wrapping the short white towel around his waist feeling kind of jumpy with so many people around. Not that he was shy about being nude far from it, something was rubbing him the wrong way. He looked around trying to figure out what it was, but ended up spotting Vegeta taking his time removing his clothes and was unable to get his eyes to continue his scan. He exhaled deeply as the saiyan dropped his pants, bent over to retrieve them, and put them in his box.

Goku titled his head to the side not even thinking as he tried to get a better view of the prince's *cough* assets.

He nearly screamed as he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around to see Trunks smiling at him. "The bath is that way, Goku-san," said Trunks pointing to the side.

"Um, thanks," said Goku as Trunks began to pull his clothes off as well.

Boy, like father like son thought Goku. Pervert! Shouted his mind and blushing he snapped his head over to the side giving father and son privacy to finish getting ready. Goten also waited by his side, not wanting to go anywhere in his place by himself.

Goku once again scanned around the room and blinked his eyes as they landed on one man that wasn't hiding the fact that he was running his eyes up and down Vegeta. Briefly the stranger and Goku's eyes meet before the stranger grinned and mouthed 'nice piece of ass.'

Goku's vision went red.

"Dad?" called Goten as his father's ki threatened to skyrocket suddenly. "Something wrong?"

"Huh?" said Goku looking over at his son. "Um, nothing, Goten," he lied turning his gaze back to narrow his eyes at the strange man.

The stranger grinned wider and flashed Goku a victory sign before moving to head towards the bath.

Goku had the strongest desire to rip that man's head off his shoulders.

Everyone finished stripping and walked out of the changing room with towels around their waists. They looked for some empty stools and facets to soap up and rise off before getting into the bath to soak.

Trunks made a small sound under his breath and Goten turned around to see his purple haired friend blushing and glancing all around himself while one hand rubbed his butt.

"Trunks?"

"Someone... pinched me," said Trunks turning to look at Goten with wide eyes.

"What?!" shouted Goten.

"Shsss!" said Trunks blushing harder.

"Oh, yah," said Goten realizing that was probably something Trunks didn't want everyone to know. Of course, now Goten started staying behind his friend and guarded his 'rear' from any further attacks. The very thought of someone manhandling Trunks made him growl low in his throat.

Goten wasn't the only one doing some growling. Him again thought the tall saiyan watching as that strange man watched them. Go away thought Goku mentally shoeing the man. Stop looking at him, you have no right to look at him, he's mine! Goku stopped and realized what he'd just let run through his head. "I'm still hunting him," whispered the tall saiyan and worse yet he knew he was doing it now.

"Did you say something?" asked Trunks.

"Huh?" said Goku glancing back at him. "Um... no."

"Huh, I though you did, never mind. Anyway there are two stools over there Goten and I are going to use them. I see three over that way," he said pointing over to where three empty places were.

"We'll meet you in the bath," waved Goten sticking close to Trunks' side as they moved towards the two empty stools.

You sure you want to leave me alone with your father, Trunks? I might jump him thought Goku. He glanced around and was almost glad there were people all over the place; he wasn't truly naked and alone with Vegeta. His eyes landed on that strange man again as he started after Vegeta who was moving towards the vacant stools. The low growl started up in his throat again and almost turned into a snarl as Vegeta sat down on one end of the three, the stranger sat in the middle leaving one vacant stool on his other side way from Vegeta. Are you trying to compete with me?! Thought Goku hands clenching into fists at his sides. You're going to lose and maybe worse if you keep this up he thought shooting the man a glare as he sat down beside him and grabbed a bar of soap to being washing.

He liked competing, but not on this level, he realized he didn't really know the rules to this game. He'd just watch and make sure that man didn't get any ideas.

Goten was lathering himself up good when he felt Trunks tap his shoulder. "Huh?"

"Want me to do your back for you?" asked the purple haired demi-saiyan.

Goten grinned and nodded his head, waiting and anticipating Trunks' hands on him as the purple haired half-breed moved to kneel behind him lathering up his hands.

"Of course, you'll have to do mine when I'm done," said Trunks in a smug voice.

"I knew there was a catch," said Goten and closed his eyes as Trunks' strong hands began rubbing and trailing down his back. Ah heaven! Thought Goten leaning his head forward and sighing as Trunks moved down more. Kami, his touch is wonderful, powerful yet not rough just like a masseuse's hands are. I could fall asleep at this rate thought Goten groaning softy. Goten was shocked into full awareness as Trunks up turned a bucket of water on him to rinse.

"Trunks!" he protested moving his wet hair out of his face.

"What too cold?" asked Trunk feeling what little water was left in the bucket.

"No," muttered Goten, face turning beet-red as he realized Trunks' gentle back rub had made him hard without him realizing it. Oh Kami thought Goten, please don't let him see. The last thing I need with my life so screwed up is Trunks finding out I secretly worship him like a sex god.

Goten mental note to self- Trunks has 'magic' fingers. He blushed hotter. Just Trunks laying his hands on him was enough to make his blood boil in his veins. He was really starting to wish that water Trunks had dumped on him was cold, ice cold.

"Well then my turn," said Trunks moving to go to his stool, but Goten quickly grabbed him, swung around behind him, and shoved him towards the one he'd been sitting on. He breathed in relief as he managed the feat without letting Trunks see the tent in his towel.

"Goten," said Trunks starting to turn his head to look at his friend. Goten quickly grabbed Trunks' head stopping him from completing the turn.

"Trunks I think you need to wash your hair," he said quickly making up an excuse.

"I do?" asked Trunks fingering a few strains of lavender. "All right," he said sitting down on the stool, Goten moved behind him to keep Trunks and anyone else from seeing he was aroused. He stayed behind the purple haired teen and knelt down with him as Trunks moved to sit down. Goten swallowed hard trying to get himself under control. Kami, I'm going to have a really wet dream tonight of madly screw Trunks from behind in a public bathhouse, I just know it.

"Um, Goten? You can go back to washing yourself. I can do my own hair," he said leaning forward to grab a shampoo bottle.

No not yet, I'm not in control of myself yet! Screamed Goten's mind as his hands reached out and grabbed Trunks' hips pulling the shocked teen back more on the stool.

"Goten?" protested Trunks moving to turn his head once more to look over his shoulder at his friend. Goten once again stopped the move by fisting one hand in Trunks' silky hair the other one reaching around the teen's waist to fumble for the bottle of shampoo that Trunks held.

Please don't have dirty thoughts of what you could use this stuff for besides washing Trunks' hair thought Goten. Ahh! Damn!!!

"You asked me to return the favor," breathed Goten much huskier than he would have liked. "So I will, just relax."

Kami, this could so easily turn into a porno flick thought Goten wishing that he'd stop thinking dirty things about his best friend and start working on getting the object of his embarrassment down.

"I can do that myself, Goten," said Trunks once again trying to turn his head. Goten gave a not too gentle tug on Trunks' hair, making the teen wince slightly and forcing him to keep his head forward.

"Yah, I know, but I want to," said Goten releasing his hold on Trunks head to open the bottle and squeeze some of its contents into his hand.

"Okay, if you want to so badly," said Trunks sounding confused, he relaxed and just looked forward.

Goten breathed a sigh of relief and dug his fingers into Trunks already wet hair, rubbing gently at his scalp. Goten was finally starting to regain control of himself as he work, concentrating on the task at hand and not the hunk of hot love he was touching. He was almost completely recovered when Trunks let out a low moan leaning back into him.

No! Thought Goten as he looked over his shoulder at Trunks, a small smile gracing the teen's face while his eyes were closed, the teen's rear was lightly touching him in the 'wrong' place.

"Hmmm, Goten that feels good," said Trunks without opening his eyes.

Are you trying to seduce me into screwing you, because it's working! Thought Goten. Fuck! He mentally screamed as his body responded once again without consulting his brain.

Trunks wasn't the only one that wanted to give someone a back rub.

"Want me to do your back?" asked the stranger to Vegeta, nearly causing Goku to go tumbling off his stool in surprise at the stranger's forward and bold manner.

Vegeta glanced at him a moment and looked away continuing his washing without giving the man an answer.

Goku sighed in relief at Vegeta's reaction then frowned. Why am I so possessive?! I had nothing with him till today, I still have nothing he doesn't even know what I feel. Do I really want to push the limits of his tolerance of me? What if he doesn't want my affection? It's a phase, I'm not thinking straight, still shook up over seeing Chichi with another man I don't want Vegeta in that way.

"Come on," said the man getting off his stool and moving behind Vegeta. "I'm good with my hands," he said putting those said hands on Vegeta's shoulders.

The saiyan prince bare his teeth, clenching his hand into a fist, he began to turn to give that man his answer. Vegeta was completely shocked when Goku beat him to it and punched that man so hard he was sent flying back into the large pool like tub that many men were already soaking in. Vegeta's mouth dropped as he watched the unconscious man float up to the top of the water and was then fished out by several other men. He turned to look at Goku who was blowing steam through his nostrils like a bull, a very angry look on his face. "Kakarot?" said Vegeta unable to get the shock to leave his face just yet.

When Goku turned back to look at him Vegeta did regain control of his face muscles and scowled at the taller saiyan. "I didn't need your help, Kakarot," he said coldly. "I can't believe you did that, you of all people!" said Vegeta.

"Um," said Goku looking down at his fist, he unclenched it and moved it behind his head in an innocent gesture, he smiled and laughed nervously.

"Either you've lost your mind, Kakarot, or you're finally starting to get in touch with your saiyan side," said Vegeta with a smirk.

"Eh?" said Goku going pale. Does he know that I'm in lo-

"You never would have clobbered someone without a good reason before, I'm beginning to think there's hope for you yet," smirked the prince.

Oh, I had a good reason thought Goku. You like me violent, don't you Vegeta. You like it when I stop thinking and just act like some wild animal that believes only the strong survive and get what they want. You always try and make me lose control. Goku frowned at the thought of what might happen if he allowed himself to lose control. Then filed it away in his head for later thought, if you take off my human leash Vegeta you might not like the saiyan you set free.

"Hope for me yet, hn?" said Goku giving Vegeta a small smirk of his own. Yes, Vegeta there's hope for the saiyan in me, and I'm looking right at it.

* * * * * * * * * * *

The four soon found themselves soaking alone in the corner of the large tile bath. Goten sat on one side with Trunks beside him, next to Trunks with his back in the corner sat Vegeta and to Vegeta's other side was Goku. Both Sons feeling affectionate and protective of their unsuspecting objects of desire were sitting much closer to the two Briefs then need be, making the large bath seem severely closed off and limited in space; specially for leg room.

Goten had after a long time of just vigorously rubbing Trunks' hair finally gotten himself under control enough to let Trunks up to go to the bath. Of course, Trunks' hair had never been so clean in his whole life. Now here he was with his side practically plastered up against Trunks' as the purple haired demi-saiyan leaned his back against the rim of the large tub, eyes closed, that little smiled Goten liked so much gracing his lips as he just let the warm bath water soften his skin. He had the strongest desire to close his eyes and lean his head on Trunks' shoulder, loving the close contact to the purple haired teen, but he doubted that Trunks would. He sighed in a longing way just taking in the sight of his desire, till he happened to look across Trunks to see Vegeta studying him in a curious manner. The young Son felt himself break out in a cold sweat. Oh Kami, does he know?!

As if reading his mind Vegeta turned his head to the side, crossing his arms as he closed his eyes, a smirk gracing his lips. "You're going to have to get a lot stronger, boy, if you ever want to get him," said Vegeta.

Goku looked at Vegeta in confusion not understanding and Trunks opened his blue eyes to glance at his father.

"What do you mean father?" he asked.

Goten could feel himself panicking. No, no, no! Don't tell him Vegeta! He mentally begged the shorter saiyan.

"Hn," said Vegeta not moving from his closed eyes crossed arms position. "I'm just stating the fact that Goten would never be able to conquer you in his current state."

Trunks laughed. "Of course not I'm still a little stronger than he is," smirked Trunks crossing his arms like his father.

"I don't know about that," said Goten with his own smirk. "I think maybe I could take you." Oh Kami did I just say what I think I just said? He once again glanced at Vegeta wondering if the saiyan prince knew, was okay with his courting his son, and why?

"You're welcomed to try," said Trunks in amusement giving Goten a smug look.

Goten's eyes widened. Did Trunks have any idea what he was inviting him to do?! Goten didn't think so. He snapped his head to look at Vegeta as the saiyan prince laughed. Obviously Vegeta did know.

Uncrossing his arms Vegeta rose from the water. Without a word the saiyan prince moved to get out of the room and dry off. Goku got up and hurried after him.

"Vegeta," said Goku moving to stand behind the shorter saiyan as he toweled himself down. "What were you talking about back there?"

Vegeta grabbed another dry towel and tossed it at Goku giving him a smug look. "I think your son is hunting mine, Kakarot."

"Goten?!" said Goku in shock. "Why do you say that?"

"He's always following my son around like a lost puppy," said Vegeta moving the towel up to rub at his wild black hair. "And he looks at him like a starved wolf would a rabbit," smirked the saiyan prince.

"You're okay with that?" asked Goku in shock. He would have thought Vegeta would have wanted his son to get married and have children to continue the saiyan bloodline.

"I know what you're thinking, Kakarot," said Vegeta. "Trunks is not my chosen heir, he's too much like his mother, thinks like a human," snorted the saiyan. "So I don't mind if he's in a relationship that has no hope for producing offspring." The saiyan prince let the towel drop down to his shoulders. "I'm training Bra to be more saiyan like, she's my heir, Trunks can do whatever he likes."

Goku blinked his eyes at the saiyan prince in shock.

Vegeta just continued to smirk. "Of course, I doubt your son has what it takes to make my son his, so there's still a chance that Trunks will carry on my blood, now isn't there?" he asked.

"You don't think Goten's a good hunter?" asked Goku narrowing his eyes at Vegeta.

"He's too much like you," grinned Vegeta.

Goku couldn't keep his eyes from widening. He knows!!

"You haven't even gone on a hunt in your whole life, what hope does your son have," said Vegeta. The saiyan prince turned around and pulled the wet towel off that had been wrapped around his waist giving Goku a nice view before wrapping a dry one around it.

Goku grinned at Vegeta's backside. You still don't know, do you little saiyan? You and your son are both clueless. I think this gives Goten and I a good chance at a surprise victory.

Vegeta turned around to see Goku with a big grin on his face. "What are you smiling about?" demanded the prince. "You think he's got a chance?"

Goku grinned wider. "I know he's got a chance."

Vegeta snorted. "We'll see about that."

* * * * * * * * * * *

Goten just couldn't sleep that night. He was in Trunks' room, laid out on a futon on the floor. Trunks was on his own bed fast asleep, the light sound of his deep even breaths sounded unnaturally loud to Goten. Trunks seemed to be turning quite a lot in his sleep and his covers had long ago been kicked off. Not that Goten blamed Trunks it was a damn hot night, too hot for the warm covers and blankets on Trunks' bed, too hot for the covers on Goten, too hot for the clothes he wore. Goten was just hot period! He had every right to be with the sleeping bishounen not far away.

His eyes once again moved over to look at Trunks' sleeping face, the teen's lush lips were parted, moving slightly with his every breath.

Goten groaned rolling over on his stomach and running his tongue over his own dry lips. He buried his face in his pillow, hands moving up to fist into it as well, but that only made him grow hotter as he heard Trunks groan softly in his sleep. He turned his face to the side, peeking at the purple haired teen with one eye.

Trunks had spread himself out as much as possible on the bed, one of his arms was curled up over his head, the other out to his side, his legs were spread wide apart in an unconscious attempt to get more cool air running over his body.

Goten gasped into the pillow, squeezing his eyes shut. Damn you Trunks, why do you have to be so damn sexy in every thing you do? Thought Goten angrily as one of his hands travel down his own sweaty chest and down to rub his semi-erect length through his cotton pajama pants. He opened both his eyes and watched as Trunks turned on his side giving Goten a good view of his back.

Kami Trunks, why do you only sleep in a thin white tank and boxers? Thought Goten sliding his hand up his wash board stomach and down his pants. You're driving me mad he thought lightly stroking himself. He bit his lip in frustration it wasn't enough. He glanced back up at the sleeping teen and slowly got on all fours, then his knees, letting the blanket slide down his back and to the futon forgotten. Trunks he mouthed almost a plea for the teen to wake up and take care of his arousal. But Goten knew that if Trunks did wake up and saw him like this he'd probably just run away from Trunks as fast as he could. Sitting on his heels he looked at the teen while running his hand up and down himself, biting down much harder on his lip to keep from making any noise. It was torture to just look and not touch. His hips began to move slowly back and forth as he worked.

Goten froze as Trunks rolled over on his other side facing him. He didn't even breath fearing Trunks would hear it and wake up. After a long pause of nothing but silence Goten whimpered softly reaching up with his other hand to pull his pants down his hips, freeing his erection. He stroked himself much faster, growling softly in frustration as he seemed unable to find his release like this. It was too much to do it this way while all he wanted was to go over to the sleeping teen next to him and climb on top of him to finish the job with Trunks' beautiful body. He thought of Trunks strong hands and fingers how good it would feel to have him stroke him to ecstasy, Trunks' sensual mouth, what would it feel like to have that on him, the boy's firm rear - Goten groaned loudly reaching up one hand to bite his own finger. His eyes looked over the purple haired teen in a desperate manner as he slowly got to his feet and moved to stand over Trunks. He stood like that for what seemed like forever to him before he lifted a trembling hand and hooked his fingers under the rim of Trunks' boxers. He held his breath waiting to see if Trunks would wake at the light touch but thankfully he did not. As carefully as he could he pulled on the blue boxers, watching as they slowly slipped down Trunks' rear and to his thighs.

Goten's arousal fairly throbbed with excitement as he looked on. He almost had a heart attack when Trunks mumbled under his breath and rolled on to his stomach to the middle of his bed, moving his arms up to rest them under his chin, legs spread slightly, with boxers still down around his thighs.

"Trunks," he whispered softly laying one knee down on the teen's bed, watching with a racing heart as the mattress shifted under his weight, but Trunks didn't notice.

Goten swung his other leg over Trunks to land on the other side of the teen, till he was straddling Trunks, but still not touching him. His hands moved down to either side of Trunks' face as he loomed over the unaware teen. Goten ran his tongue over his once again dry lips as he lifted one hand and moved it down to grab his arousal again. Closing his eyes half way he began to stroke himself hard, breathing heavily as he looked at the teen under him.

Trunks, what I wouldn't give to touch you, he thought titling his head back as he only touched himself - bring himself up to the point were he just wanted to scream his pleasure out loud. He bit down on his lip till blood ran down his chin as his hips pushed back and forth, making the bed sway slightly with his movements.

Goten gasps, tears sliding down his checks, his eyes closed, mouth opening in a mute cry as he at last reached climax feeling warm liquid run over his hand.

He stayed in that position till the waves of pleasure finally lessened enough for his mind to clear and when they finally did, he sat back on his heels, careful not to touch Trunks at all and looked down at him.

Kami! I can't believe he didn't wake up! Thought Goten. His eyes widened as he spots some white liquid on the dip of Trunks back. He swallowed hard wondering what he should do about that. He decided first to fix himself so if Trunks did wake up he won't be caught with his pants down so to speak. He lifted his pants back up over his hips raising up his hand, looking at his own seed all over it. He raised the hand up to his mouth and tasted, bitter but in a way pleasant he thought cleaning it off his hand with his tongue. Once that was clean he looked down at Trunks once again then scooted back to Trunks' calves, hands moved back to the rim of Trunks' boxers to begin sliding them back up. He leaned over the sleeping teen more and ran his tongue over the dip in Trunks' spine cleaning up his mess before he finished pulled Trunks' trunks back up. He sat back up again and ran his tongue over his lips, tasting the salt from Trunks' skin in his mouth. Silently he got off the bed and went back to his own futon climbing in and pulling the covers up to his chin.

"I'm such a pervert," he whispered into the blanket closing his eyes.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Both Sons awoke to the smell of something delicious and walked in a trace like state towards the kitchen, their eyes closed just following their noses like a pair of bloodhounds.

They bumped into each other in the hallway leading to the kitchen and opened their eyes to glance at each other.

"Morning father," smiled Goten.

"Morning," smiled back Goku. "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Eh?" said Goten, he was unable to stop the blush that spread on his cheeks.

"Something wrong, Goten?" asked Goku titling his head to the side in a curious puppy dog manner. "Are you blushing?"

"No," said Goten turning to the side and putting his hands behind his head. "It was too hot last night to sleep well that's all," he said trying to sound casual.

"Hmm," said Goku leaning forward, face inches away from Goten's.

"W-what?" stammered Goten.

Goku breathed in deeply, lifting an eyebrow, then smiling widely at his son. "You smell like Trunks."

"D-dad!" said Goten backing away from his father.

"That you Goten-kun?" asked a familiar voice from the kitchen.

Both Sons turned to see Trunks sitting at the kitchen table, newspaper in one hand, coffee mug in the other. The teen was already showered and dressed to go to school.

"Ah Goku-san too," smiled Trunks. "I made breakfast, dad's already eaten and is out training so you two can divide up what's left. You want some coffee Goten? Oh wait, you like tea don't you? I'll make you some then," said Trunks scooting his chair back and getting up to do the said task.

In the hall Goku nudged his son in the side giving him a meaningful grin.

"It's not what you think," said Goten slapping a hand over his face and groaning.

"You mean you didn't jump him last night? Then why is he in such a good mood and why do you smell like sex?" asked Goku.

Goten's face must have turned as red as a tomato. "Dad," he hissed. "Don't say anything, please."

Goku blinked his eyes at his son in confusion.

"I'll explain later, just don't say anything to Trunks, please."

"Okay," said Goku. "But we will talk later," said the saiyan moving over to get some breakfast.

"Oh, I can tell today's going to be a bad one," moaned Goten moving to get his share before his father devoured it all.

After breakfast Goten hurried to get ready for his classes running around like a mad man.

"Goten we're going to be late if you don't hurry," called Trunks looking at his watch.

Goten hopped by while trying to pull on one sock, toothbrush in mouth. "Jusst go wiff-out b, I'll catss uup," Goten managed to say around the toothbrush.

"Okay, I'll see you in homeroom then," said Trunks moving towards the door.

Ten minutes later Goten was running towards the door with his book bag under arm, but skidded to a halt as he nearly ran into his father who was standing right outside the door.

"Care if I fly you to school?" asked Goku.

Goten swallowed hard but nodded. The two jumped into the air heading towards Goten's school.

"Um dad, about Trunks and me-" started Goten.

"You're mates now right?" smiled Goku.

Goten nearly fell out of the sky. "W-what?!" He blushed deeply and looked to the side. "No, we're just friends, nothings happened between us."

"Yet?" asked Goku.

Goten looked at him shyly. "Are you trying to encourage me to be gay?" asked Goten.

Goku shrugged. "I just want you to be happy. I don't want you to make the same mistakes as me and your mom did. You should be with someone special, someone you love," smiled Goku. "Beside Trunks makes a good omelet, he'll make a great mate."

"I can't believe I'm talking about this with you," said Goten. "You don't mind at all that we're both men?"

"No, should I?" asked Goku.

"Most people do," said Goten.

"Most humans do," corrected Goku. "But we're not human. Vegeta told me that a mate is a mate. It doesn't matter if they're the same species or sex, just so long as they fit you," Goku smiled brightly at his son.

"I'm half human," said Goten. "Vegeta told you that?! How did that topic ever come up between you two?" Goten halted in mid air and gasped at his father pointing his finger at the tall saiyan. "Are you and Vegeta-?!"

"No, no, no!" said Goku blushing and waving his hands in front of his face. "We haven't done anything yet, but I want to. I don't know if he does though so don't say any thing."

"Oh Kami!" shouted Goten in shock. "My dad's gay!"

"What, so are you," said Goku looking confused at Goten's words.

"Um... I um...," stammered Goten blushing.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of Goten," said Goku.

"I- well it- we," said Goten getting redder by the minute. "I'm late for school!" shouted Goten increasing his speed and leaving his father behind.

Goku blinked his eyes in the direction his son had zoomed off. "Have a good day!" he shouted wondering if Goten could even hear him any more. "Boy, missing school must be really bad for him to leave like that." Goku turned around in the air. "Well I'll leave you and Trunks to work it out your own way in the mean while-" said Goku powering up a bit to increase his speed. "I've got a saiyan of my own to chase."

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Vegeta was throwing rapid punches at the air and high kicks when the gravity decreased down to 1g and the door opened.

"Kakarot," said Vegeta not stopping his practice. "What do you want?"

Goku watched the prince move for a few seconds. He's that statue I like once again thought the taller saiyan with a grin watching poetry in motion.

"I want to go do some wilderness training," said Goku.

"Then go," said Vegeta not even turning to look at him. "I'm not your keeper, Kakarot."

Goku just smiled at the saiyan's unfriendly tone. "I want you to come with me."

Vegeta did stop his practice to look at the taller saiyan to his side.

"A couple days, just you and me," said Goku.

Vegeta crossed his arms and turned to face Goku looking like he was considering it.

"Come on Vegeta. I promise to go easy on you if you're worried," said Goku, he couldn't help the little smirk that crossed his lips.

Vegeta growled. "I'm sure as hell not coming if you're not going to give me your best," snapped the saiyan prince.

"Oh I'll give you my very best then," said Goku running his eyes up and down the shorter saiyan.

Vegeta snorted and once again seemed to consider it. "Very well," he said after a long pause. He smirked, "It's been awhile since I've let myself be free. A little fresh air will do me good. Plus I always enjoy beating on you, Kakarot," grinned Vegeta.

Goku grinned back. "I'm glad to hear it."

* * * * * * * * * * *

Trunks was walking out the front gate of his school, brief case swung over shoulder, when he heard a familiar voice calling out his name.

"Trunks-kun!" shouted Goten waving while running towards his friend.

"Goten," smiled Trunks. "You going any where today?"

"No," smiled Goten moving to stand next to Trunks.

"Good, lets have some fun then," said Trunks grinning at him.

Goten couldn't help but shiver at that look. What kind of fun Trunks? he wonders, unable to keep a very naughty picture out of his head. "Sure I'm in."

"Good," said Trunks looping an arm around his friend's shoulders.

Goten was so happy he could cry, unfortunately the moment was ruined by a flock of girls running over to them.

"Trunks-san!" they all chorused as if they'd practiced it many times, which they might very well have.

"Hello everyone," said Trunks with a warm smile.

"Trunks," said one girl. The way she called Trunks' name annoyed Goten to no end. "We were going to go to the lake for a swim with some friends and we were wondering if you'd come with us," she chirped hearts practically flashing in her eyes.

"The lake?" said Trunks looking at Goten. "Well I was planning on spending some time with my friend Goten here," he said gesturing at Goten.

"Bring him too!" shouted all the girls at once.

"We don't mind if he comes, not at all," smiled one girl running her eyes up and down Goten.

Goten frowned, he really didn't want to share Trunks with these girls, but Trunks turned to look at him.

"Well what do you think Goten? You want to go?" he asked that warm look still on his face.

Must resist, mustn't give in to charming boyish good looks, must- "Sure." Damn it!!!

"Great!" shouted all the girls. "Meet us there at five o'clock," the girls all waved and walked off giggling. Goten was glaring at their backside with an annoyed look.

"See something you like?" asked Trunks in a teasing manner nudging his friend in the ribs.

"You know Trunks they're never going to have enough food there to feed even one of us," said Goten.

"Well then I'll treat you to a meal before we go. How does that sound?" asked Trunks.

Goten smiled widely. "Really you mean it?"

"Yup, you can get whatever you like," smiled Trunks.

"Alright!" cheered Goten. He rarely got to go out to eat, it was extremely expensive with the kind of proportions needed to fill up a demi-saiyan.

"So what do you feel like eating?" asked Trunks. "Italian? Mexican? Seafood? Chinese?" asked Trunks.

Goten wiped the corner of his mouth where drool had started to form at the mere thought. "How about Italian?" He could really go for some pasta right now. Goten winced thinking how expensive that would add up to.

"Sure no problem. I know a great place, come on," he motioned with his hand heading down the street.

"Lucky!" said Goten quickly following after.

* * * * * * * * * *

"Ahhh! I think I'm full!" said Goten patting his stomach.

"I think that's the first time I've ever heard you say that," smiled Trunks leaning on his hand looking at Goten from across the table.

"I mean it, I don't think I can eat another bite. Kami that was good stuff."

Trunks smiled brightly at his friend. The waiter walked over to the table and put the bill face down on the table. Trunks reached for it but Goten moved quick and got to it before him.

"Oh Kami-sama!" shouted Goten falling backwards in his chair. Trunks leaned over the table and took the bill from his clenched hand sticking up in the air. He looked at it and shrugged.

"Don't worry about it," said Trunks reaching into his back pocket for his wallet.

"Don't worry about it?!" said Goten pulling himself back up with help from the table. "Trunks that's the biggest bill I've ever seen! I'll help you pay for it," said Goten.

"With what?" asked Trunks with a grin, pulling out his credit card and handing it to the waiter. "Don't worry about it Goten it was my treat remember. Besides you're worth it."

"But I feel like such a mooch," said Goten looking very guilty.

"I'll get my payment out of you one way or other some day," said Trunks still smiling as the waiter walked off with the card.

"What you need a personal servant?" or a sex slave, I can do that Goten mentally added.

"Nah, just a friend," said Trunks taking his card once the waiter came back with it and putting it away.

Goten couldn't help but feel a little disappointed at Trunks' answer: just a friend.

"Well let's get ready for that party, ne?" said Trunks getting up.

"Yah," said Goten doing like wise but inside he really wasn't happy to go to the party. He didn't want to watch a bunch of girls running around in bikinis and flirting with Trunks.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Goku grinned as he teleported in front of the wild boar he'd been chasing and swiftly cut its head off with a swipe of his hand.

Yes he thought admiring his kill. He looked over his shoulder and frowned in disappointment to see that Vegeta had also made his own kill of wild boar and was already getting it ready to cook.

Damn, how am I going to do his? I can't offer him anything if he's got his own. Goku couldn't help the pout that crossed his face. This is hard! But he had only himself to blame for picking such hard to catch prey. I'll think of something he promised himself before going to work on his own kill.

* * * * * * * * * * *

"Trunks-san!" shouted the girls causing Goten to grind his teeth together. They all ran up to greet them in skimpy outfits, jiggling and giggling silly.

"Hello," greeted back Trunks. He was dressed in a pair of metallic silver swim trunks, trimmed in black with the CC logo on them. A white tank, expensive black shades, and leather sandals.

Ahh truly a beach babe thought Goten admiring the view. Goten's shorts were blue with yellow gold fish stitched on them, over his powerful chest he wore a short sleeve red button up shirt. Like Trunks he wore sandals and shades, but they weren't nearly as nice as Trunks'.

"Come on Trunks-kun," sang one girl grabbing his hand and pulling him towards their set up.

The hair on the back of Goten's neck stood on end as he hurried after them.

The party was just a bunch of seniors and juniors getting together to flirt and get drunk. Lots of snacks had been laid out as well as three kegs of beer. Needless to say the rules of the party were that no one could go home till they got some or got plastered, whichever came first. Lots of games had been set up and were going, out on the lake someone had brought a capsule speedboat and was pulling girls around on inner tubes, skiers, and just speeding across the lake having a good time.

Trunks convinced Goten to try double skiing together with him and the two had really impressed everyone there with their skills in jumping the wake, passing in front of each other, and just looking damn good doing fancy tricks. Needless to say afterwards Trunks had several more admirers and Goten had picked up a few of his own.

In a much better mood Goten and Trunks had gone back to get something to drink only to end up in a beer-drinking contest. The contest lasted for hours with only Goten and Trunks still standing after the first. Someone had gone and gotten two more kegs of beer from some where just to keep it going and so that some other people could have beer besides the two bottomless pits.

"I give!" said Goten falling back on his back.

Across from him Trunks raised up his beer and drank it down. "Oh come on Goten you can handle more then that," said Trunks looking far too relaxed after having drunk over his own body mass in beer.

"I know," said Goten, "but I don't want to drink till I throw up," said Goten slowly sitting up. The people around them groaned in disappointment.

"Suit yourself," smiled Trunks brightly grabbing another beer and proceeding to drink it down. Around him men and girls alike whistled in admiration of the demi-saiyan's ability to hold his own, he didn't even look drunk although Goten knew he was and getting drunker by the minute as he continued to add more knocks in his drinking belt.

After half an hour with Goten slowly sobering up and Trunks continuing to down more beer a group of girls ran up to them.

"Trunks-kun, Goten-kun, play volleyball with us," said one in a happy voice.

"I don't know," said Goten eyeing Trunks.

"Sure! We'll play," laughed Trunks getting to his feet. He didn't stumble at all in fact he had a very fluid sense to him as if his bones had melted and gravity had lost its hold on him.

Grinning Goten got up and followed after him.

"Trunks is on my team!" shouted one girl latching on to Trunks' arm.

"What?! No way, then who do we get?!" demanded another girl.

"You can have Goten, he's as good as me," said Trunks pointing to Goten.

At once a swarm of girls surrounded Goten and dragged him over to their side. "But I want to be on Trunks' side," protested Goten.

"Nah," said Trunks waving a hand at him. "It's more even this way, you're just scared I'll beat you," smirked Trunks crossing his arms and looking very much like Vegeta.

"What?! We'll see about that," said Goten. For some reason his blood was starting to pound in an excited fashion in his chest the game had taken on a lot more meaning. He wanted to win, wanted to beat Trunks, wanted to dominate in this fight of skills. Licking his lips he got down in a ready position as his team spiked the ball.

Trunks jumped up high in the air and slammed the ball back over the net were the girls on the side it was going missed it. Goten growled low in his throat as Trunks grinned wildly.

The game was wild, with Goten and Trunks diving, spiking, slamming, and bouncing the ball every where, the girls hardly ever got it they no longer seemed to be part of the contest. It was just Goten and Trunks now trying to out do the other in a game of wits and skill

Unfortunately for Goten it seemed Trunks was a volleyball champion that only got better with the more liquor he consumed. Every time one of the girls moved to spike the ball Trunks was putting down another beer, not giving himself a chance to sober at all.

"Ahh!" said Goten as the white ball smacked him right in the face with super power and speed. It rolled down is face and dropped to the ground, bouncing as it did so. "Uuuuhhh," groaned Goten soon following the ball, a round red impression with breaks in it the pattern of a volleyball stamped on his face.

"We won! We won!" shouted the girls on Trunks' team jumping up and down in celebration.

Goten lay on the ground hiding his face in defeat, he was crushed. He'd lost, he'd lost to Trunks. Vegeta was right he'd never get Trunks like he was, there was no reason for the purple haired god to even consider him in that way. He bit his lip trying to swallow the sob that wanted to work its way loose from his mouth and the tears that were starting to well up in his eyes.

Two familiar feet appeared in his vision and Goten looked up with shining eyes to see the creature that haunted him night and day smiling down at him. The creature he'd do anything in the world to make his, but could never have.

"Good game Goten, but once again I come out on top," said Trunks reaching a hand down to Goten.

Unable to stand it Goten slapped his hand away and got up on his own quickly turning around to give Trunks his back, unable to face him as the emotions ate at him.

"Goten?" said Trunks. "What's wrong, you're not upset because you lost the game are you?" asked Trunks putting his hand on his shoulder.

Goten spun around. "Yes! I am!" he shouted in Trunks' face tears making their way down as he was unable to stop them. He looked at Trunks who had a truly shocked look on his face at Goten's reaction and was unable to stand it. Turning around he ran, ran as fast as he could away from the purple haired perfection that was Trunks. He didn't even care what anyone thought as he powered up and jumped into the air streaking away. He just knew he had to run, run and get as far away as possible.

"Goten!" he heard and looked behind him to see Trunk hot on his tail. Snapping his head back forward he increased his speed trying to out run the demi-saiyan, but try as he might he couldn't loose Trunks.

The purple haired teen managed to get in front of Goten and blocked his path.

With a scream Goten raised up a fist and struck Trunks across the face. Trunks' head was snapped to the side, but he turned it back to Goten with a smug smirk on his lips.

With a shout of pain and anger Goten began attacking Trunks in blind furry, too emotional to have any plan or level of skill in his wild strikes. Trunks, on the other hand, did as he easily dodged and blocked all of Goten's hits. The purple haired demi-saiyan lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Goten's waist like a stone the two dropped out of the sky and crashed hard on the ground, Goten taking the brunt of the force since he'd been on the bottom. Recovering fast Trunks sat on Goten's stomach and pinned his arms over his head looking down at the trapped demi-saiyan with a triumphant look on his face.

"Damn you Trunks!" shouted Goten struggling uselessly under him. "Why can't you just leave me alone to face my failure by myself," whispered the raven-haired teen turning his face to the side as fresh tears started to make their ways down his cheeks.

"Why?" said Trunks leaning farther over him. "Baka, because I won," said Trunks very proudly, causing Goten to look back at him with hurt filled eyes. "You didn't think I wouldn't claim what is mine after winning did you?" asked Trunks. Without warning he leaned down and nudged Goten's head to the side with his face and ran his tongue over the other boy's neck. He opened his mouth and bit down into Goten's neck muscles wrenching a shocked cry from the other as he growled around his bite.

"T-Trunks," gasped Goten in a mix of fear, shock, confusion, and arousal. Trunks pulled back and dragged his bloody tongue over Goten's cheek to his mouth where he kissed Goten ravishingly, immediately invading the other's mouth, taking Goten's breath away at the measure of skill the teen kissed him with.

When Trunks pulled back, Goten gasped for breath, as he panted heavily he could easily pick up the strong stench of liquor coming from Trunks. He gasped as the purple haired demi-saiyan released his hands to rip open the front of his shirt, buttons flying every where.

"S-stop Trunks! You're drunk, you don't know what you're doing!" shouted Goten pushing on his shoulders as Trunks' moved to run his hands up and down his chest. Goten couldn't help but arch into the touch wanting nothing more than for Trunks to continue, but was it right with the teen's mind so clouded with liquor?!

"Shut up," growled Trunks in a throaty sexy way. "I'm busy," he purred moving his head down to bite one of Goten's nipples.

"Oh Kami!" gasped Goten fisting his fingers into Trunks' hair as the teen ran his tongue over the now hard nub in a sensual way. How long had he wanted his, how many dreams had he had of Trunks like this, how his body ached for more. He no longer cared about his friend's drunken state as he yanked Trunks' head back by his hair and kissed the teen hard and wildly, trusting his tongue down into the others throat.

Trunks' hands went to Goten's shoulders and forced him back down flat on his back. He moved back to Goten's chest to bite the other nipple wrenching a cry from the aroused teen, who rubbed his clothed crotch against Trunks' trying to get the teen to give that part of him some attention.

Trunks ignored Goten's silent pleads and took his time, running his tongue over every dip in Goten's chest and wash board stomach, making the excited teen dance under him as he worked.

"Oh Kami-sama, Trunks, please!" shouted Goten too excited and aroused by his heart's desires coming true to take it slow and allow Trunks to have the foreplay he wanted.

Trunks growled while nipping at the flesh around Goten's navel, grabbing Goten's hips, keeping them from move and rubbing against him.

"Trunks!" called Goten desperately pulling on the soft hair wrapped around his fingers not gently at all. If Trunks didn't do something soon he was going to cum in his shorts and that was not what he wanted for his first time with his love.

Trunks ran his tongue down to the rim of Goten's shorts and bit it with his teeth tugging them down to Goten's thighs. He glanced up at his partner's arousal: big, thick, and trembling with need. Slowly Trunks leaned forward and experimentally ran his tongue from base to tip and was rewarded with a hoarse cry from Goten. Smirking at his flushed face friend. Trunks did it again treating Goten's member much like one would an icy treat that was slowly melting.

Goten threw back his head, an unintelligible sound left him as he stared with wide eyes up at the night sky, hands gripping tighter in Trunks' fine locks as he lay there helpless under his attention, mouth working but his brain was too mottled at the moment to form words. Shutting his eyes tightly Goten rolled his head to the side, loosening his hold on Trunks' hair to start running his finger through it, petting softly and loving it as the strands slipped tangle free through his fingers. He gasped in this throat as the light teasing threatened to make him loose what little control he possessed over his own body.

No, not like this, more Trunks, I need more. "More," the word sounded weak to Goten's ears so he licked his lips and tried again. "Trunks more," he said pushing himself up on his elbows and watching his friend do the most amazing things with his tongue. Oh Kami if I watch that too long I'll blow a fuse, thought Goten watching as Trunks ran his tongue up to the head of his arousal and looked up at him with beep blue eyes clouded over with liquor and lust.

"Trunks," gasped Goten almost painfully, sitting up all the way and holding tightly to his friend's head, keeping it in place as he moved his hips up begging with his body for Trunks to allow him entrance.

Trunks didn't response as Goten's member brushed his lips and passed to rub his cheek. He looked up at the raven-haired teen as Goten made a whimper deep in his throat trying to push his head down on him. The purple haired teen smirked up at his needy partner, holding eye contact for a long moment before he gave the teen what he asked for.

Goten groaned so loudly it sounded like a low roar; he pushed Trunks' head down with all his strength making the purple haired teen deep throat him in a manner that was just too good. Trunks fought back, not use to nor experienced in his, but finally he allowed Goten to have it the way he liked as he found a pace that was more comfortable for him. He lightly gripped the raven-haired teen's hips as they began thrusting up, not letting Goten use too much force and thus gag him.

"Oh Kami, Trunks!" shouted Goten curling up so that his hands were now on Trunks' back grabbing fistful of the white tank Trunks wore. Several animal like sounds came out of Goten as he panted and gasped, moving his hips fast against Trunks' hot mouth as the purple haired man tried to match his frantic pace growling low around Goten's length making his throat vibrate and thus driving Goten even more insane. Goten didn't even register that he'd ripped the white tank in half down Trunks' back as he was too deep in his pleasure.

Trunks rocked his friend back on his back, lifting Goten's legs to hook them over his shoulders as he sucked hard on him, putting Goten in a seemingly defenseless position that still allowed the crazed teen to move with him in that wild dance of sex.

"Trunks!" sobbed Goten as he could no longer hold out and felt himself explode in a wave of sensations. Every nerve in his body danced, every muscle snapped tight, every cell short-circuited and fried as he came, his thick cum sliding down Trunks' throat, filling his mouth, and oozing down the corner of his mouth.

Goten was barely aware of what was going on as Trunks slowly pulled back off his now limp flesh, swallowing hard and frowning slightly at the bitter tastes left in his mouth. When Goten recovered he looked up seeing the look on Trunks face. He pulled the demi-saiyan up over him by the hold he still had on Trunks' hair and licked the white trail on Trunks' chin up to his mouth were he coaxed Trunks to kiss him passionately, tasting himself in the other's mouth. While they kissed their bodies rubbed and Goten could feel Trunks' still unsatisfied length pressing between them. His heartbeat began to quicken once again, they could still have some more fun. Goten widened his legs and wrapped them tightly around Trunks' hips trapping the teen against him. He then rubbed themselves together and grinned into Trunks' mouth as the teen groaned into his. Goten could feel himself already starting to rise again at the mere thought of taking care of Trunks' need. He reached down with his hands to fondle the other's rear, squeezing the firm flesh he found there. Trunks jerked against him as he was rubbed in both the front and the back by skilled hands that knew a lot more about this kind of thing then he.

"Trunks," said Goten breaking the kiss and nudging his friend's face up to look at him with his own. "Do you want me in you?" he asked pressing his finger in the other's crack through his clothes. "Or do you want to be in me?" he asked bumping his butt up against Trunks.

The purple haired teen shuddered at the feeling looking down at Goten, obliviously he didn't know what to say.

Seeing Trunks wasn't sure Goten grinned and squeezed his rear tightly once more before running his hands up to the rim of Trunks' swim suit. "I'll tell you what you can have me now, but I want you later, deal?" said Goten.

Trunks shivered, closing his eyes and lowering his head he nodded breathing deeply as Goten pulled his suit down using his foot to catch the shorts between Trunks' slightly parted legs and push them all the way down his legs and off.

"Remember it's a promise," said Goten wrapping his legs lightly around Trunks' thighs and scooting himself farther under the teen into position. "Give me your hand," he told Trunks.

The purple haired teen looked down at his partner with lust lit drunk eyes as he lifted his hand to Goten's face. Goten kissed the fingertips then licked them, leaning forward to capture them in his mouth and sucking hard on them. After running his tongue repeatedly over them he pulled Trunks' hand back, slick with saliva, and guided it down his body between his legs. "Touch me here," he whispered. Almost hesitantly Trunks did as he was asked feeling Goten arch up against him as his slipped two fingers in to him. "Keep going," urged Goten squirming under Trunks, biting his lip lightly at the pain of entry, but Goten knew that pain could sometimes assent pleasure and he really wanted Trunks to find his in him.

"There!" hissed Goten digging his nails into Trunks' back as Trunks found that spot in him that created pleasure.

"Here?" asked Trunks stroking the spot on Goten's inner walls again.

Goten's answer was a low whimper as he pulled Trunk's body tighter to his own, leaning his face against Trunks' neck to pant softy in his ear.

Goten could feel Trunks smirk against him as the purple haired teen got the hang of it and moved deep in him touching that place every time till Goten began to move with him, his erection rubbing against Trunks' wash board stomach as he did.

"You like this don't you," said Trunks in his ear licking it and blowing softly. Goten shivered violently.

"Yes... I love it," said Goten biting at Trunks' neck, trying to excite his partner farther.

Trunks laughed against him as the two started licking and biting at each other, nibbling on the other's ear and creating red and purple marks on their skin.

"Now Trunks," said Goten moving up to give him a kiss on the mouth. "Now, (kiss) I want it now," he said squeezing Trunks waist with his thighs.

"Eager, ne?" said Trunks removing his hand and grabbing Goten's thighs.

"Yes, oh yes. You don't know how long I've been wanting this Trunks," said Goten wrapping his arms around Trunks' neck and leaning up to kiss him again.

"Then I won't make you wait any longer," smirked Trunks pressing up against him and burying his face against Goten's neck, growling low in his throat as he did.

Goten arched as he felt pressure then Trunks was in one smooth push forcing a long ah from Goten. The raven-haired teen chewed his lip lightly, eyes starting to water at the tight fit, but he loved it, loved every second of it. His hands lightly scratched along Trunks' shoulders, his tongue flicked out to run up Trunks' neck tasting the salt on his skin, and a loud purr started up in his throat making his whole body vibrate.

Trunks groaned low with his growl as he pulled back then thrust in again, making Goten purr louder against him as he did so. It didn't take long for him to establish a rhythm and a pace as he moved over Goten who ran his hands all along Trunks finely toned muscles in a light caress.

Slowly Trunks' breath began to turn ragged and his pace quickened, thrusts becoming more forceful and powerful. Goten loved the power he could feel from the other, the way Trunks' steel like muscles moved under his soft skin, the tight dominating grip Trunks had on him as he held to one of Goten's thighs with one hand the other now supporting the back of Goten's neck. Still growling deep in his throat among his deep breaths.

Goten's breath was also deep and uneven as he gasped for air, his grip was no less tight than Trunks' as he held desperately on to him as if afraid that Trunks might try and leave him before he was satisfied. He purred his pleasure to the purple haired demi-saiyan thrusting down to meet Trunks in a mad sway of hips. Kami-sama mouthed Goten crushing Trunks to him as their pace turned completely wild and lustful, Goten had never been in such bliss before in his life, as Trunks was drunk on liquor he was drunk on Trunks. He'd become addicted to the taste and feel of the one taking him right then, right now.

"Trunks!" screamed Goten arching off the ground as he came a second time between them, warmth spread along the two's stomachs. Trunks growled against him, slamming all the way in and holding Goten tight around him. "Goten," Trunks whispered so softly the teen almost didn't hear it with his own pleasure running madly through his veins. Some thing like an electric jolt ran through Goten's mind, setting fire to everything it touched as it laced through his brain like wildfire. Then the sensation lessened and it turned into perhaps the most pleasant feeling Goten had ever had the pleasure of experiencing. It ran from his head down his whole body like a soft shiver of delight making every nerve in his body tingle as it did so. Goten smiled in indescribable joy as Trunks lay limp on top of him panting for breath loudly, drained of all strength.

Goten cradled the teen's head kissing him lightly on the lips before locking his hands together behind Trunks' neck making it impossible for the exhausted teen to leave the circle of his arms. Trunks didn't try and break the hold he just stayed that way till his breath turned even and calm, heavy eyelids closing in sleep listening to the beat of Goten's heart.

Goten smiled down watching the other sleep. "I love you," he told the other softly kissing his cheek before leaning his head back to get some rest of his own.

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"Umm," groaned Trunks flopping a hand over his eyes to try and get the sun out of them. He had the worst headache he could ever remember at the moment, of course that wasn't much because he was finding it incredible hard to think with the intense hangover he had.

"Did something crawl in my mouth and die?" asked Trunks out loud running his tongue over his lips and wincing at the taste. With much effort Trunks pulled himself up into a sitting position and ran a hand through his purple hair. Leaning his forehead on his hand he glanced around wondering where in hell he was. He looked down at himself and an eyebrow raised. "Where are my clothes?" he said running a hand up his bare chest. He heard gentle even breaths behind him and froze.

"Oh please, Kami-sama, please tell me I wandered into a nudist colony and didn't do something really stupid," said Trunks slowly turning his head to look over his shoulder. His eyes snapped wide as he stared at a familiar naked raven-haired teen curled up in a ball behind him.

"Go-Goten?" said Trunks all the color drained out of his face. Okay so they were both naked out Kami knows where, that doesn't mean anything, don't jump to conclusions. Taking a deep breath Trunks reached over a hand and lightly shook the snoozing saiyan. "Goten."

"Hmmm," said Goten a wide smile spread on his lips. "Trunks you're such an animal my whole body's sore," said the teen slowly opening his eyes to look at Trunks who seemed to have turned to stone.

"Please tell me that means we were sparing and I won," said Trunks.

Goten looked up at him with confusion. "No we didn't spar."

"Oh Kami!" said Trunks slapping a hand over his face. "I'll never drink another beer again! How could we have gotten 'that' drunk! I'll keep my mouth shut if you keep yours, then no one will have to know about what we've done," said Trunks hanging his head, both hands gripping his temple, and shaking it back and forth.

"Trunks I was sober," said Goten.

Trunks slowly lifted his head and looked at Goten with wide blue eyes. "What," he whispered.

"I stopped drinking long before you did. I wasn't even buzzed when we well," he winked at the purple haired teen.

"Oh god," said Trunks shame and fear touching his voice. "Goten I'm so sorry," he said leaning forward to put his hands on the other's shoulders. "I'm so, so, so very sorry Goten."

"Trunks?" said Goten rubbing the back of his head in confusion.

"I won't blame you if you hate me forever Goten, but I really didn't mean to hurt you. I'm so sorry. If I hadn't gotten so drunks I never would have forced myself on you like that. I feel terrible, Kami please understand that I wasn't thinking straight. You know I would never try and hurt you like that," said Trunks looking more ashamed and miserable by the second. "Go ahead and hit me Goten if it'll make you feel better. Go ahead," he said raising up one hand and pointing right at his jaw. "Hit me as hard as you can I won't stop you."

"Trunks you don't understand," said Goten.

"Oh Kami, Goten, please don't hate me. You're my best friend, the only one I feel truly comfortable around, please, please give me a chance to redeem myself," said Trunks tears starting to well up in his light blue eyes. "I know I don't disserve it but please!" said Trunks. "Goten I'll do anything, anything you want, just mph-!"

Trunks' panicked babbling was cut short as Goten leaned forward and silenced Trunks' mouth with his own. As Trunks gasped against his lips Goten took the slight parting to trust his tongue down Trunks' throat causing the purple haired demi-saiyan to grip his shoulders tightly. The raven-haired teen kissed wildly and passionately, putting as much sexuality he could into it as he claimed the other's mouth. They parted slowly with a trail of saliva running from their wet lips. Goten watched as Trunks opened slightly clouded blue eyes obviously dazed from the breath-taking kiss.

"Trunks," said Goten reaching up his hand to stroke the side of Trunks' face.

Trunks gave his head a little shake as he heard his name being called out. His eyes widened to an impossible size as he jerked his face away from Goten's hand breath beginning to sound labored as he seemed to be hyperventilating.

"Trunks?" said Goten in concern leaning closer to the other demi-saiyan. "Are you okay?"

Trunks fell backwards, scrambling away from the raven-haired teen till he bumped into a tree trunk eyes still fixed with shock on Goten's face.

"Trunks!" called Goten as the purple haired teen scrambled up and ran not even bothering to gather his clothes, he simply ran and jumped into the sky flying away as fast as he could.

Goten watched numbly as Trunks disappeared. He could feel pain and confusion threading along his mind and as it did so he knew it wasn't his own, it was Trunks', he could sense what was running through the other's head right now!

"Trunks," said Goten reaching over and pulling the white tank he'd wore the other day into his arms, he buried his face into the fabric and breathed deeply trying to distract himself from the tears that were threatening to spill over.

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Goku couldn't hide the annoyed look on his face as Vegeta finished up the last of his meal and lay down looking up at the sky. He'd been growing more and more frustrated as the days went by and he continued to fail to get the prince to accept and become his prey. He was confident that he could catch Vegeta, defeat him, give him perhaps the wildest night of his life, but he couldn't get the proud saiyan to eat a bite of what he caught! Ahhhh! You're driving me insane, Vegeta! Thought Goku flopping down on his back to look up at the night sky as the other did.

How do I get him?! Can I force feed him? He wondered scratching his chin as he did so. He didn't think that counted, accepting the food offering was accepting the would be mate or at least dangling a sign in front of their face that said 'catch me if you can.' I will get you Vegeta, you're going to be mine he thought glancing at the relaxed saiyan prince. He bit his lip lightly, he did have a plan, but he didn't want to try it. It was almost like cheating in a way, but by now Goku was ready to give it a go.

With a sigh Goku closed his eyes, he was going to need all his strength for tomorrow.

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Goku awoke as he heard the sound of splashing water. With a wide yawn and a stretch he sat up rubbing at one eye and turning his head towards the spring they had set up camp at. His hand dropped, eyes widening as he watched Vegeta only in thigh high water rub some of the icy stuff on his face as naked as the day he was born. The saiyan prince dropped his hands shaking his head as he tossed it back, straightening from his slightly bent over position.

A shiver started at the taller saiyan's toes and worked its way up as he watched the water run down the finely toned compact frame, tracing the groves of Vegeta's muscles. He watched as the other saiyan walked deeper into the water then dove under, feet and back moving above the water briefly before going under.

Goku blushed hotly and looked down at his lap where an obvious tent greeted him proudly. Goku fidgeted and brought his knees up hiding the sight as he tried to force his blood flow to go in another direction. The sight of Vegeta appearing on the other side of the spring doing a slow lazy breaststroke to the shore didn't help any. Specially when he climbed out and sat down on the green grass rubbing at himself lightly with his blue training suit top, not even bothering to close his legs.

I hope that water's ice cold thought Goku because I'm going to need it that way.

After a quick dip to wash and a light breakfast of what little was left over from yesterdays' meal, the two saiyans flew to a deserted section of woods covered in tall trees and large boulders. They landed and moved to face one another dropping into fighting stances.

Goku grinned and without warning went straight up to super saiyan blurring away to slam his fist into the side of Vegeta's face making the unprepared saiyan slam into a tree and snap it in two.

"Kakarot!" screamed Vegeta in rage. "What do you think you're doing?! Going to super saiyan before we've even started!" said the prince angrily getting back to his feet. He barely managed to dodge as Goku blurred away to slam his fist in the place he'd been but a moment ago.

"What's the matter Vegeta? To fast for you?" asked Goku adding a little mockery to his voice.

With a scream of rage Vegeta's hair blazed golden blond and he flew at Goku in a furry of swift punches and kicks.

Goku worked fast blocking and dodging the shorter saiyan's moves. He still grinned widely coaxing him on. That's right Vegeta, fight me with everything you've got, don't hold back, fight till you don't have the strength to any more.

The two clashed around the woods destroying the natural scenery everywhere they went. When ever Vegeta showed signs of dropping back to a lighter sparring session like they usually had Goku would send a taunt the prince's way enraging him and making him attack with powerful and fast moves that were very hard to keep up with.

The sun moved higher and never once did the two drop from super saiyan as they fought. It turned noon but instead of stopping and going to hunt a snack to hold them over like they usually did they kept sparring. Not only that, but Goku stepped up the pace yet again by going super saiyan two. Not to be out done Vegeta went to level two as well. The two fought like angry wolves trying to rip each other's throats out as the sun slowly started to work its way back to the horizon.

Goku looked at his partner as he panted, breathing in raged breaths, it'd been so long since he'd had an intense battle like this one, it felt great. He looked over at Vegeta who was panting just as hard, but had a smirk on his face and knew the prince felt the same. He also knew that they both were nearing their last legs as they had been fighting at high power the whole day without break or food. His stomach growled angrily at him and he told it to be patient this was all part of his plan.

"You give up Vegeta?! Admit it you can't keep this up much longer!" he shouted over at the other saiyan.

"I can keep this up just as long as you can, Kakarot!" snarled back Vegeta.

Goku grinned wildly as the smaller saiyan blurred away to reappear at his side. They clashed in a furry of fists.

"Oh yah, well what if I do this?!" shouted Goku. Vegeta was suddenly blasted back by a massive increase in energy as Goku's hair grew in length down to his butt in thick golden spikes.

"Damn you, Kakarot!" shouted Vegeta as the two locked in combat once again, Vegeta going on the defensive as he knew that a few strikes from Goku at that level could severally damage him.

Unfortunately Goku was counting on just that as he out did the shorter saiyan and hammered him down to crash into the ground with bone shattering force. He gave the saiyan prince half a second to pull himself painfully off the ground and stand to face him again. He couldn't help the wicked smirk that crossed his face as he blurred away to strike at the saiyan's rear. Vegeta was fast enough to leap out of the way of the first strike, but his speed couldn't match a saiyan at level three. Goku reappeared interlocked hands striking Vegeta square on the back wrenching a pained cry from the prince as he flew forward to slam through several trees finally managed to stop and landed as he broke through the seventh one. Goku watched as blood made its way down the prince's body from several cuts all over him. Vegeta's shirt had long ago been ripped to shreds and his pants were missing one leg, ripping high on the prince's rear, the other leg was missing the knee and had several slashes in it. Vegeta was a mess and looking like he was in more than a little pain. Briefly Goku thought about calling it quits and going over to check on the other saiyan but that would defeat the purpose of this long intense sparring match. He had to drain Vegeta dry. The level three saiyan disappeared and raised up a fist aimed right at Vegeta's chest where it was met by the prince's crossed arms. Vegeta went skidding back by the shear force of the blow and was unable to recover in time as Goku was now in his face slamming his fists repeatedly in the smaller man's stomach till Vegeta started to go slack, eyelids drooping half way. Goku caught the smaller saiyan as Vegeta fell forward limply into his arms, coughing up blood, barely conscious.

"Damn you... Kakarot," whispered the saiyan prince before his eyes slid shut and he passed out cold.

Goku at once ran a worried eye over the other afraid that he might have over done it, he ran his hands down feeling for broken bones and sighed when he found none. He smiled proudly at the other saiyan amazed he'd lasted so long against him in such an intense long fight. Vegeta was definitely getting better, maybe soon he'd reach level three himself, they'd have some real intense battles then; Goku was getting excited at the very thought of it. He shook the sudden battle lust from him and grinned down at the unconscious saiyan. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a senzu bean popping it in his mouth and chewed the crunchy bean till it was easy to swallow. He closed his eyes feeling the healing powers of the bean run through him and shook his head, long mane of hair swaying behind him with the move. He opened his eyes and grinned down at the other saiyan again powering down to normal.

"Well Vegeta it looks like you're in no condition to do much moving for a few hours. You just relax and get some rest, I'll catch dinner for you since I'm full now thanks to the senzu." He lifted the smaller saiyan and draped him over his shoulder. "I'll just drop you off back at the camp first so you're more comfortable."

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Vegeta groaned low in his throat and blinked open his eyes looking up into the canopy of a night sky. He felt terrible! Weak with hunger and severely bruised, it was uncomfortable to say the least. He didn't even think he was going to be able to fly far in search of a decent meal to kill for dinner. Hell he was probably gonna have to eat it raw, he didn't think he had the patience at the moment to wait for it to cook.

He sat up with a grunt, raising one hand to hold his ribs as a sharp pain ran through them. Damn Kakarot, why did he want such a bloody fight?! I normally have to work really hard just to get him to go level two with me. Was he trying to kill me or something?!

The saiyan prince caught a wonderful smell as it drifted by making his mouth water. He turned his head to see Goku roasting what looked like a deer over a high fire. Kami-sama, that looks good! Thought Vegeta. Don't look at it, got to get up and get own meal- Oh Kami, is that barbecue sauce I smell? He sniffed the air again. It is! Where did he get that out here?! The prince's stomach growled so loudly at him he thought it was some wild animal. To bad it's not an animal then I could kill and eat it thought Vegeta getting up and wincing as the move jolted several sore areas on his body. One of these days Kakarot I'm going to get you for this he thought staggering to the side as he tried to get his balance back.

"Yo Vegeta!" shouted an overly cheerfully voice behind the prince. "Sorry about roughing you up so much! I was just having too much fun to stop!"

Vegeta glared at him over his shoulder.

"You hungry?!" shouted Goku.

Vegeta opened his mouth to say no, but his stomach growled its answer for him. "A little," said the saiyan prince looking slightly embraced at his stomach's betrayal.

"Well then come join me! It's really good!" said Goku licking his fingers really loudly.

Vegeta tried to convince himself that he didn't need Goku's charity, but try as he might he couldn't seem to get his feet to move any farther away from the wonderful smell. Ahhh, food, so hungry he thought in a daze moving over to sit across from Goku who had the brightest smile on his face.

Wordlessly the saiyan prince tore into the meal, not even looking at Goku once till he had eaten over two thirds of the whole thing. "Are you going to have any?" asked Vegeta wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Nah, I already ate while you were resting," said Goku wide smile still painted over his face.

Vegeta shrugged and went back to the meal finishing off the rest of it. Feeling much, much better the saiyan leaned back on his elbow and licked at his fingers not really paying any attention to Goku till the taller saiyan was right in his face.

"What do you want, Kakarot?" asked Vegeta.

Goku smiled wider if it were at all possible and leaned over the shorter saiyan pressing his lips to Vegeta's. The smaller saiyan's muscles snapped tight and he gasped allowing Goku to slip his tongue into his warm mouth to taste him.

"Mph- mmph!" said Vegeta grabbing hold of Goku's shoulders and pushing himself free, unfortunately his made him fall flat on his back with Goku still hovering over him. The saiyan prince was too shocked to even speak as he stared dumb-founded up at the taller saiyan.

Goku smirked and reached out a hand to trace it over Vegeta's still wet lips. "You're my prey now Vegeta, I'll give you ten minutes to try and get away," he said.

Vegeta's mouth dropped as he lay there staring up at the other saiyan like he'd grown a second head. "You're not serious!"

Goku grinned wickedly down at the smaller saiyan.

"Oh Kami you are!" shouted Vegeta shoving him aside to scramble up and run.

Vegeta couldn't believe it! He was being hunted, him! By Goku of all people, it was insane and worse yet he was still fairly messed up from their earlier fight. He wasn't stupid he knew as he stood he didn't stand a chance at fighting the other saiyan off and while his pride would normally make him stand his ground and accept any challenge, this hunt was anything but normal. Normally he'd be confident that no one could defeat him and claim him like that, but Goku was anything but normal. The guy was a freak with luck as a skill! His best chance was to get the hell out of there.

He didn't try and hide his tracks, he was going for distance as much as possible. If he could get far away from the other saiyan then he could probably maintain that distance as the other tried to find him. He smirked, stupid Kakarot ten minutes is far too long. His smirk disappeared to be replaced with one of shock as he skidded to a halt, digging up the grass at his feet as he did. He jumped out of the way as two muscular arms grabbed for him.

That's not fair! Using his instant teleporting technique! Cheating bastard! Thought Vegeta weaving through the trees and dodging Goku as he tried to get a hold of him. "This isn't funny, Kakarot!" shouted the prince feeling the other's fingers brush his back.

Goku's answer was a wild laugh as he was hot on the other's heels.

"I'm going to kill you!" shouted Vegeta spinning around and firing a ki blast right in Goku's face.

The taller saiyan ran right through it and came out smiling. Vegeta had the strongest desire to run around screaming his head off as Goku narrowly missed him every time.

The saiyan prince cursed colorfully as he found himself cornered by tall rock cliffs, damn it the brain damaged saiyan had been herding him here! Vegeta felt so stupid for being so easily tricked. He thought about flying up over the cliffs but realized that Goku could and probably would catch him before he got half way up. He back up against the wall like cliff, dropping into a fighting stance, and growled deep in his throat at the other saiyan who was standing tall and smiling widely at him.

The familiar Son's smile dropped as the taller saiyan slid into his own fighting stance eyes fixed on his goal and opponent.

Wordlessly the two clashed interlocking hands with each other and turning circles both growling animal like in their throats.

Vegeta leaned back causing Goku to fall forward and rolled on his back, feet moving up to catch the taller saiyan's stomach then catapult him over his head. Goku hit the ground hard with his back, but didn't let go of the other saiyan's hands, he rolled to the side twisting up Vegeta's arms and getting on his knees to smile down at the seemingly trapping hold he had on the prince.

Vegeta growled loudly and whipped around untwisting his arms and lifting his legs to hook them around the other saiyan's neck, tightening his muscles and trying to cut off the other's air.

Goku had to let go of Vegeta's hands to pry at the legs, but once he did the other saiyan boxed him on the ears making Goku hiss in pain. Goku ignored the ringing in his ears and reached out a hand grabbing Vegeta by the throat and pushing him down on the ground. His other hand went between the prince's leg and his neck to stop Vegeta from choking the life out of him.

Vegeta cursed as this gave the taller saiyan a very dominating and far too close a position for one's who's purpose in this fight was to screw him. He couldn't help the embarrassed blush that spread on his cheeks when Goku managed to pull his legs apart and fitted himself between them tightly. Vegeta just knew he was purposely rubbing their hips together as he tried to pin his arms down.

Vegeta let out a roar and punched the taller saiyan right across the face, in answer Goku tightened his hold on the other's throat.

Vegeta winced then rocked their weight to the side till they started rolling both trying to get on top and choke the other at the same time.

As they rolled Vegeta suddenly let go of Goku's neck as the larger saiyan was now on top and lowered his glowing hands to the other's stomach.

Goku had just enough time to get a worried look on his face before he was sent flying up into the air and off the saiyan prince as Vegeta fire a small ki blast point blank at his gut.

Gasping for air Vegeta staggered to his feet but was too slow to turn and face his opponent as Goku recovered fast and raced at him pinning him face first against the cliff wall. One hand pinning Vegeta's to the cliff side the other wrapped tightly around the slender saiyan's waist.

Vegeta gasped as Goku pressed him flat against the wall with his own body. The taller saiyan interlaced his fingers over Vegeta's and moved his head down to hungrily lick and kiss along the other's neck. Vegeta's wild jerking and struggles to break free only caused them to rub madly together, exciting Goku, made very evident by the hardness Vegeta could feel rubbing against him.

Suddenly the saiyan prince's muscles softened and to Goku's surprise the saiyan leaned back into him. He was so surprised that his grip loosened for a second that was all Vegeta needed to get away.

Unfortunately for Vegeta Goku had hooked his hand in the waist band of what was left of Vegeta's pants and they stayed with the taller saiyan as he jumped away from him, a long ripping sound filled the air.

Vegeta backed up into the corner; all he had left on him were his white gloves and boots, with a few strips of blue fabric hanging out of the boots. He was very aware of the fact that he had indeed lost to the other saiyan once again as he had his back in a corner with little to no way to escape.

Goku also sensed the end to the fight as he looked at the other saiyan in the corner admiring that muscular compact frame once again. He tossed the blue fabric he held to the side then hooked his fingers under his orange and dark blue shirts to tugged them off; time to claim his prize.

Vegeta watched as the other saiyan kicked off his boots and started untying the cloth belt around his waist. The only thing running through his head was a stream of curses so colorful that they would have killed a nun. He snarled loudly at the other saiyan as Goku dropped his pants and took a step towards him. The saiyan prince made one last attempt to get away by twisting to the side as Goku grabbed for him, but the other saiyan just turned around the other side and caught him from behind pulling him back up against him tightly. "So you want it from behind?" said Goku in a deep husky voice.

"Damn you, Kakarot!" shouted the shorter saiyan as he was pushed down to his knees and bent over, Goku still pressing his chest to the other's back. "You can't mount me and have your way as if I was a common whore!" raved the prince thrashing in his hold. "I'm the Prince of Saiyans, you low class nobody!"

"Oh yes," purred Goku sounding highly aroused. "You are the Prince of Saiyans, 'my' prince," said Goku possessiveness heavy on his words. "I may not have been born a high class saiyan, but becoming the super saiyan first should have more than raised my rank in the eyes of the saiyan people. In fact," said Goku an amused note in his voice. "I bet they would have given you to me as a mate because there's no one stronger than me." Vegeta cursed under him making the other laugh softly. "And as for being a common whore," said Goku all the playfulness dropped from his voice to be replaced with a very serious tone. "If another so much as thinks about doing this to you, I'll beat them to a bloody pulp."

Vegeta's eyes widened in shock as he glanced over his shoulder at the other saiyan. Goku went with the move and gripped Vegeta's chin with one hand and tilted his head more to the side so he could lean down to kiss the prince first slowly then with growing passion, making the smaller saiyan groan into his mouth. Goku smiled against the other as the muscles he felt in the smaller man's frame relaxed and he started respond to his kiss.

Goku's breath became ragged in his excitement as his hands released the binding hold he'd had on Vegeta to begin running lightly over the now submissive body under him. His hands fairly trembled as he slid them down Vegeta's chest to grip his hips. Slowly he rocked against the saiyan leaning over to plant butterfly kisses on the side of the prince's face and neck listening to the deep intakes of breath from him. He slid his hands back up to the powerful chest and lightly circled one flat nub he found there feeling it hardened under the assault. A low growling purr escaped the prince's lips at the touch. Goku grinned wider as he moved his other hand to pay respects to Vegeta's other breast. The smaller saiyan purred louder and Goku had to fight down his own desires as the saiyan prince arched back into him pressing curves to places that ached to be touched. Damn, now that Vegeta was responding he was finding it extremely hard to not just throw him down and take him like a wild man, fulfill days of pent up frustration with the other's body.

He visibly shuddered against the saiyan trying to control himself and keep it slow. Vegeta growled low and stood up on his knees forcing Goku to do likewise. Goku at once grabbed a hold of him fearing he'd try and get away again. Vegeta snorted at him and turned around pushing the taller saiyan on his back and move up to bite his neck hard, teeth sinking into the other's flesh. Goku made a startled sound which turned in a pleasured gasp as he leaned his head back while Vegeta lapped at the bite wetly, blowing on the exposed flesh and making goose bumps rise on Goku's skin. The smaller saiyan moved farther down licking across his collar bone and down the center of his chest where he moved to the side and first licked one of Goku's nipples till it stood up hard then bit down on it making another startled sound leave Goku's mouth. He attacked the other side in the same fashion and lightly ran his fingers down Goku's side, making the other squirm.  He moved his hands down to his hips where he traced the line of the other's pelvic bone. He moved farther down and nipped at Goku's muscular abs running his hands under Goku's rear to grip the firm behind he found there.

Goku breathed in a ragged breath as Vegeta wetly stuck his tongue in his navel and rubbing his smaller frame against Goku's crotch and thighs in a full body caress. Kami-sama he was so turned on it was almost painful, he'd never been this sexually excited with Chichi, of course Chichi never touched him like this, sex was simple with her; slow with no surprises. Goku gasped loudly as Vegeta's fingers found and pressed his tail spot sending a million nerve impulses to his brain. The first thing that came to Goku's mind was to scream as no one had ever touched that part of him without causing him great pain. But instead of a scream a very loud groan left him as a rush of pleasure struck him hard. He found it hard to breath as Vegeta continued to stroke that spot making that mind numbing sensation run up his spine to fog up any rational thought as it threaded through his brain. He didn't even notice as Vegeta removed his hands and started to move off him till he was already beside the taller saiyan.

With a growl Goku grabbed on to Vegeta's ankle, was he trying to leave again?! The little smirk on Vegeta's face said he wasn't going anywhere. Goku watched with curious eyes as the saiyan turned around and moved to straddle his chest giving the other saiyan a very good view of his rear. He watched in anticipation as Vegeta smirked over his shoulder at him and leaned over sticking out his tongue to lick at the head of Goku's arousal in a light touch.

Goku's hands lifted and gripped the other saiyan's hips, fingers digging in as he waited for the smaller saiyan to do it again with closed eyes. He was greatly surprised when Vegeta leaned over even more and bit him in the inner thigh.

"V-vegeta," said Goku tightening his grip even more on the other saiyan as he said it. "Don't... don't tease me!" he growled.

Vegeta laughed. "If you want something so badly why don't you just force me to give it to you? You're suppose to be the one on top and yet here I am," said Vegeta wiggling on top of him.

Goku growled in a threatening way at Vegeta which turned into an 'ah' as the saiyan prince leaned over him and without warning captured his length in his mouth, Goku huffed having not expected that from Vegeta. It was like the saiyan prince was either trying to taunt him into playing back or trying to drive him slowly insane. He reached around the saiyan's hips and ran his hand over his crotch, more than impressed with what he found there. He heard and felt the other saiyan purr against him as he ran his hand up and down in a light caress. Goku shuddered at the deep vibration in Vegeta's throat, without him realizing it his hips began to trust up moving in time to Vegeta's mouth. Once he did realize what he was doing and that if they kept that up he was going to cum in Vegeta's mouth he voiced his complaint.

"No," he said but if Vegeta heard him or not he gave no sign. "No!" said the saiyan much louder sitting up and making Vegeta stop his play as he was shoved forward, face against the ground.

With a curse Vegeta moved to push himself back up but Goku was already up and holding him down by a hand on the back of his neck.

"I don't want you like that," said Goku almost tenderly but heavy with desire. He moved up against the saiyan's rear brushing his wet length against Vegeta's thigh. "I want you like this," he groaned pressing the head of his arousal against the saiyan's entrance, free hand moving up to grip one side of his hip.

A strained gasp escaped Vegeta as the larger saiyan began to force his way in slowly, holding his hips firmly in place and face down to the ground. Vegeta began to struggle against him, but Goku's hold was firm as he sheathed himself in the saiyan prince's warm tight rear. Goku groaned low in his throat leaning over to kiss between Vegeta's shoulder blades as he slowly drew back his hips and carefully moved back in sensing his partner's discomfort as he did so. He worked slowly not letting Vegeta move his hips at all as he did, he didn't want to hurt him. He knew he didn't know his own strength and it always made him afraid that he'd end up hurting his partner. His first time with Chichi he'd really hurt her and left her sore for days. It was so very hard not to loose it with the other saiyan though, he was so tight and the warmth that he moved in made him want more of himself in it. He chewed his lip in a frustrated fashion it was torture.

Vegeta made his own frustrated sound and fought back against the iron grip Goku had on him. "Kakarot," he growled between his teeth. "I'm not made of glass."

"Huh?" managed Goku between his deep breaths as he tried not to let wild instinct kick in.

"Damn it Kakarot!" hissed Vegeta shaking his head to try and shake the hand off that pinned him down. "You can use as much strength with me as you like, I'm saiyan not some frail human."

"But-"

"Don't think, just do it!" barked the saiyan prince.

Goku gulped and removed his hold on Vegeta's neck to grip Vegeta's hips on both sides. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"Kakarot," growled Vegeta starting to sound angry as well as frustrated at the taller saiyan.

Goku stopped the growl by drawing back his hips and thrusting back in much harder into his partner. He did it again and had a rhythm going when he felt Vegeta push back to meet his thrust. His mouth dropped at the feel as they started moving together, pace gradually getting harder and faster as they did.

"Oh Kami," panted Goku. It felt so damn good using this natural strength than trying to hold it back. He didn't need to concentrate so much, he could move in a way that completely pleased him and Vegeta didn't voice a note of complaint. In fact the saiyan prince was moving far harder than he was, apparently he still wasn't giving it to the smaller saiyan the way he wanted it. Goku let himself go, using all this strength with the smaller saiyan till he was the one completely in charge, pulling Vegeta's hips back to meet him. He watched as the saiyan prince licked his lips leaning his face down to rub it against the soft grass, bring his rear up more, and glancing back at Goku with half lidded pleasure filled eyes. Vegeta wasn't in pain at all he was enjoying it!

Goku grinned down at the other saiyan and began raising his power feeling it tingle through him, strengthening his thrusts and adding even more pleasure to him. Kami-sama, it felt great to use his power like this, too good!

Goku howled as he went up to super saiyan, hair changing to yellow, eyes aqua blue. He now used the other saiyan hard, grinding his hips again the other's rear, watching as Vegeta yelped and tossed his head in a mix of pain and pleasure.

Goku groaned loudly as Vegeta went super saiyan as well, the tightness around him seemed to tighten even more as the smaller saiyan's muscles turn to steel. He moved against Vegeta in wild abandonment, watching with greedy eyes as Vegeta's mouth worked and his fingers raked at the ground.

"Kami!" shouted Goku as he went to super saiyan two, making Vegeta scream under him. He grabbed the smaller saiyan by the thighs and sat back in Indian style pulling the prince on to his lap. His grip was bruising on the smaller saiyan's thighs as he held them wide apart and up against Vegeta's chest. The smaller saiyan's hands were gripping his own thighs as he drove madly into him, growling in Vegeta's ear from behind as he licked at it.

Unable to stand the assault long with such a lower power level Vegeta's went up to match Goku's. Sparks of energy clashed around them as their two auras fought and mixed in a small thunderstorm.

Unrecognizable sounds left Vegeta as the larger saiyan took his pleasure in him, they'd dropped from the ranks of civilized beings to become two animals that only knew the pleasures of the flesh.

Tears started to make their ways down Vegeta's face too wild and emotional to care about what tears represented as he voiced his mixed pleasure pain to the world with whimpers and whines of breath.

Goku also voiced his pleasure as well in a loud demanding growl that spoke of affection, threat, dominance, and lust all at once. He only knew that he'd never felt this good in his life and he could feel greater yet.

Both saiyans screamed as Goku's power reached its peak, long golden hair tumbling down his back. The taller saiyan stopped his scream by biting down deep into the side of Vegeta's neck, blood sliding down the other's neck in bloody threads.

Vegeta could not even scream any more as the intense rush of the other's power made him mute, he only sobbed as his body let loose; he swore for a moment he'd gone blind.

Goku bit down harder into Vegeta's flesh muffling the yell of ecstasy he felt as he could also hold out no longer and came in a warm flow of sensation inside the other saiyan's flesh, hips jerking tightly against him to draw out his pleasure.

The two's powers dropped to almost nothing, Goku unable to stay up any longer fell backwards on his back dragging his dazed partner with him. He panted heavily into Vegeta's neck as he tried to find air again, the saiyan prince was in much the same condition.

Their breath slowly slowed and Goku closed his eyes wrapping his arms around the still panting saiyan and holding tight to him. There was a strange sensation running through his head, and it was repeating one word over and over.

"Damn," said both saiyans at once. Goku was greatly confused as to why that word had come to him.

Vegeta shifted to glance up over his shoulder at him. He frowned at the tall saiyan. "Get out of my head Kakarot, you wore me out too much for me to keep you from stumbling around in there."

"Your head?" said Goku blinking his eyes. He could vaguely sense that Vegeta was annoyed and that Vegeta had thought damn because he'd been 'damn' good. Goku grinned down at the shorter saiyan. "I don't know I kind of like listening to what you thought of our little tumble."

Vegeta bared his teeth at the other saiyan and growled trying to lift an arm, but unable to get it too high due to the fact that Goku was hugging him around the chest. "I'll kill you when I can get up," said Vegeta.

"Now you're thinking what a pain in the ass I am," said Goku all grins as he moved one hand down to run it over the side of Vegeta's hip. "You're the one that wanted it hard little prince don't blame me if you can't move afterwards."

A stream of curse ran through Vegeta's head making Goku blush. The taller saiyan wisely closed off the link he now shared with the smaller saiyan, wondering if he'd be able to get that kind of telepathic connection again when Vegeta was rested, he doubted it. The prince would probably have do not trespass signs up all over his mind to keep him out, Vegeta liked his privacy and Goku would respect that, though it would be interesting to take a quick peek every now and then.

The taller saiyan yawned widely and rolled to the side to spoon up behind his newly acquired mate, holding the exhausted saiyan close to him. He breathed in deeply Vegeta's musky scent and smiled into his spiky hair when he realized that Vegeta was already asleep. Poor little guy I completely wore him out.

'Stop referring to me as little,' came back a drowsy responds. 'And stop thinking so loudly.'

"Sorry," voiced Goku out loud. "I'll let you sleep now," he said leaning over and kissing the other on the cheek before returning to bury his face against Vegeta's spiky hair once again.

* * * * * * * * * * *

When Vegeta and Goku returned to Capsule corps. they could sense something out of place, like a depressed aura hung around it.

"You don't think something happened do you?" asked Goku leaning over Vegeta's shoulder to look at the building closer. "I sense Goten and Trunks in there."

Vegeta frowned darkly and started towards the building, Goku following after. They entered from the back door and glanced around.

"Daddy!" shouted Bra running with a laugh to hug the leg of her father.

"Bra," said Vegeta bending over and lifting her up into his arms. "What's going on around here?"

Bra frowned cutely. "Trunks and Goten had a big fight and Goten's been trying to say he's sorry for the last couple days, he keeps crying," she said. "He won't leave and Trunks doesn't speak to him or ever come out to see him."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow at his daughter and set her down. "Bra why don't you have your grandma take you to go play with Pan at Gohan's house, okay?"

"Really?! Yah!" said Bra running off. "Grandma!" she shouted through the house.

"So easily pleased," said Vegeta with a small smile. He turned and looked up the stairs that lead to Trunks' room. "I guess we better go see what's going on," said Vegeta starting towards the stairs.

The two saiyans moved up the stairs and down the hall till they spotted Goten sitting down with his back to Trunks' door, a sad miserable look on his normally cheerful face.

"Goten?" said Goku causing his son to snap his head over to look at him in shock.

"Dad…" said Goten. Goku could tell that his son had been crying by the slight redness he could see in his eyes.

"Goten, what's wrong?" asked Goku going over to kneel down in front of his youngest son, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"I… I-" said Goten his breath hitched and he tried to hide his face behind a hand, it was obvious he was breaking down into tears. Goku moved to pull his son against him and soon found himself being crushed in a desperate hug by the young Son as he wept loudly into his chest.

Goku patted his son's back softly and glanced at Vegeta who was standing to the side with his arms crossed. He gave the saiyan prince pleading eyes and motioned with his head at Trunks' door.

Vegeta sighed in annoyance and pushed past the two grabbing the doorknob and found it locked. He sighed in annoyance again and glanced down at the two Sons. "You two get out of here."

"But Vegeta-" said Goku.

"Do it Kakarot. My son doesn't want to see him for some reason and until I find out why he's not going to," said the prince before breaking the door handle off and going into the room.

Goten lifted his head and watched Vegeta leave, when the door closed behind the prince he lowered his head and went back to sobbing into Goku's chest.

"Shhhh, Goten. It's okay, we'll figure out something. Come on lets get something to eat and you can tell me all about it," said Goku helping his son to his feet and walking with one arm around his shoulders to the kitchen.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Vegeta looked at his son lying on his side, back to him, on his bed.

"Trunks," said Vegeta. He watched slowly as his purple haired son rose and slowly turned to look at him. He had dark circles under his eyes as if he hadn't slept in days, which knowing his son was probably true. Trunks was easy to get depressed there were very few people he was actually himself around, the rest of the time it was all a really good act he put up. Vegeta often felt his son tried too hard to fit in.

"You look terrible," he told his son.

Trunks smiled weakly. "Thanks."

"Let's not beat around the bush, you know why I'm in here," said Vegeta widening his stance and crossing his arms. "So spit it out."

Trunks sighed and bowed his head running his fingers through his bangs. "I slept with Goten," he said quietly.

Vegeta raised an eyebrow in shock at his son. "He hunted you and succeeded?"

"No," said Trunks, he knew very well what Vegeta was talking about. He'd had the 'talk' with his father before back when he was much younger. Vegeta had wanted him to be prepared and to understand what was happening if he started taking an interest to someone in a fashion that was both threatening and lustful. It would have confused the boy since a saiyan's method of choosing a mate was much different from a human's. It was important that he knew, specially if he ended up picking a weak female who was more likely to be scared away by the chase and fight then to accept it for what it was. "At least I don't think so," mumbled Trunks.

"You don't know?" asked Vegeta.

"I can't remember it, I was drunk," he said in a miserable fashion.

Wordlessly Vegeta walked over to him and grabbed his head forcing his son to look up at him. "Relax," said Vegeta closing his eyes.

Trunks felt a presence brush his mind, much like he'd been feeling since that day, but as he'd been doing he blocked it from touching his mind and thoughts.

Vegeta frowned with eyes still shut. "I said relax," he growled. "I can't figure anything out if you won't let me take a look."

Trunks stiffened at his father's words then forced himself to relax, knowing now that the presence he felt was his father's. They'd done this a few times before, Trunks knew he shared a very real bond to his father and his proved it. He sighed loudly as he felt the strong proud sensation that was his father, take a quick look and then it was gone. That was his father for him, he respected him enough to only look for what was important and to keep his nose out of anything else. Trunks opened his eyes to see an amused look on his father's face.

"What?" asked Trunks.

"Stupid boy, Goten didn't hunt you, you hunted him," said Vegeta smirking down at Trunks. "And it looks like you were successful."

Trunks bowed his head, holding it up with his hands. "It wasn't just drunken lust?" he asked softly.

"No, you claimed him as a mate," said Vegeta.

Trunks groaned into his hands. "Great as if it wasn't bad enough what we've done, but now I've ruined both our lives permanently."

"Are you saying that he doesn't want you?" asked Vegeta raising an eyebrow. "Because I'm pretty damn sure he does. He's such a pathetic wreak that he was pawing at your door."

"Dad I can't be with Goten like that," said Trunks shaking his head. "It'll never work."

"That's the human in you speaking, are you afraid of what other's will think?" he asked.

"No… well maybe a little," said Trunks. "But that's not the point! Goten and I are friends! We're not suppose to do these things, it's passing beyond the comfortable boundaries of our friendship. We're great as friends, but lovers?!"

"You're thinking like a human again, to much like your mother," sighed Vegeta.

"What do you mean by that?!" demanded Trunks. "What we've just done is not human, dad!"

"Yes I agree with that, it was the saiyan in you that made you catch him and mark him, that I don't doubt. But it's the human in you now that's making you both miserable with a human's limited acceptance."

"I don't understand," said Trunks looking up at his father through the curtain of his purple bangs.

Vegeta sighed again. "You were drunk when it happened, it probably never would have if you weren't knowing you. Your human way of thinking says that what you've done is wrong, but it's not by a saiyan's thinking. Liquor doesn't cloud a saiyan's mind like it does a human's, in fact it makes a saiyan act more like a saiyan; blocking out everything but instinct. When you got drunk you stopped thinking like a human and started thinking like a saiyan, Trunks."

"Are you saying that the saiyan in me loves Goten?" said Trunks in shock.

"Loves, wants, likes, something to that degree. One way or the other the saiyan in you thinks you are best suited together, that is fact Trunks. Whether or not the human in you can accept that is the question. You have to chose, being human and fitting in with humans, or being yourself and being with the one that fits you."

"Fits me," whispered Trunks looking out the window.

Vegeta went over to his son and put a hand on his shoulder, squeezing softly. Trunks reached up a hand and touched his father's hand looking up with a small smile. He then blinked, frowned, and stood up looking at Vegeta.

Vegeta also frowned, confused with his son's sudden change in mood. His eyes widened as Trunks reached out a hand and pulled down the neck of his tight fitting shirt reveling deep puncture marks.

"Dad?" said Trunks smiling in a teasing manner at his father. "What were you and Goku-san doing?"

The saiyan prince coughed but didn't answer his son's question.

"I don't believe it! You and Goku-san! Who was the hunter and the hunted?!" asked Trunks still looking amused.

When Vegeta refused to answer Trunks threw back his head and laughed making Vegeta growl at him. "Well now I don't feel so bad, at least I was on top," said Trunks with a smug smirk that he'd inherited from his father.

"Watch your mouth brat," said Vegeta glaring death at him.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Goku set a large sandwich and glass of milk down in front of his son and sat down across from him with his own.

"Eat Goten, not eating is only going to give you more problems," said the saiyan.

Wordlessly Goten picked up the sandwich and started eating it, though it wasn't with the usual joy Goten had when consuming food, one of his all time favorite things to do.

"Dad…." Said Goten not looking at him. "Can we talk?"

"Yes, you can talk to me about anything, Goten," said Goku with a supportive smile.

Goten swallowed the bit of sandwich he'd been softly chewing and took a gulp of milk. He paused a moment before speaking as if trying to thinking of what to say. "A couple days ago I… I took advantage of Trunks while he was drunk."

"You mean you-?"

Goten nodded his bowed head. "That's why he's so upset and won't talk to me. When he woke up afterwards and I told him I'd been sober, he panicked and begged for me to forgive him," Goten hung his head in a miserable way. "He was afraid that he'd taken advantage of me, and I was the one that used him. Oh Kami," said Goten voice cracking. "Then I did something stupid," said Goten shaking his head.

"What?" asked Goku softly leaning over to put his hand on his son's shoulder.

"I… kissed him," said Goten fresh tears starting to make their way down his face.

"Goten calm down. You need to tell me everything, tell me what you two did that day, don't leave anything out, okay?"

Goten paused for a moment to compose himself and started telling his father what had happened: the girls' invitation, Trunks taking him out to an expensive meal, the party, drinking contest, volleyball game, chase through the night, and last Trunks' drunken words. When Goten had finished he looked up in shock to see his father with a bright smile on his face.

"Don't worry, Goten. Trunks doesn't hate you, he's just confused that's all," said Goku.

"Yes he does, of course he hates me!" said Goten.

Goku only smiled brighter. "No he doesn't. You see Goten when a saiyan wants to pick a mate they invite him for a meal, a chase, and then a fight before they can do what mates do; Vegeta says it's instincts. You've been trying to get Trunks to let you hunt him so hard that you never noticed that he was unconsciously hunting you back till the hunt was over and you two were-" he smiled at the teen.

"You mean I'm Trunks' mate?" said Goten with wide eyes sandwich slipping between his fingers.

Goku nodded. "Yup, it looks that way. I guess Vegeta was right you never got him, he got you," laughed Goku. "You were on the bottom right?" said Goku.

Goten blushed brightly and nodded shyly. "You say he was hunting me, but well it didn't feel like it," said Goten scratching the back of his head.

"I guess he invited you on a modified version of a hunt, fancy restaurants and volleyball games aren't the usually feast and fight I think," said Goku with a grin.

Goten smiled softly to himself. "So he really does like me," he said.

"Yup, he probably was in shock or didn't understand. Vegeta will probably straighten everything out and explain," said Goku

"Dad!" said Goten getting up from his chair to run over and squeeze the life out of his father. "Thank you so much for telling me! I feel so much better now!"

Goku laughed weakly in Goten's arms due to the crushing hold his son had on him. "Any time Goten, any time," he said patting the other's head.

Goten smiled brightly into his shoulder then blinked his eyes open at the older saiyan pulling back to look at him with a thoughtful look on his face.

"What?" asked Goku in confusion.

Goten grinned wickedly at his father. "You smell like Vegeta."

The tall saiyan smiled back just as wickedly. "I guess I'm a better hunter than you."

Goten laughed and shoved at his father playfully. The two started wrestling, but stopped when they spotted Vegeta walking down the stairs.

"Vegeta," smiled Goku releasing his son from the chokehold he had him in. "How's Trunks?"

"He was confused, but he understands now. You can probably go see him if you like."

"Really?!" said Goten running past the shorter saiyan. "Thanks Vegeta-san," he stopped in the middle of the stairs. "Or should I call you step-father?" he asked in amusement.

Vegeta growled at him.

"You're right, just father is fine," he laughed running up the rest of the steps.

"Kakarot!" he heard Vegeta bark at his father before he was out of hearing range of the two. He smiled back in the direction he'd gone and wished his father good luck, his dad was happy now and that was what mattered. He'd get use to his mother and father living apart and being with other people eventually, just as long as they remained happy he wouldn't mind at all.

He stopped in front of Trunks' door. Just so long as everyone's happy and I've got you, Trunks that's all I need to be happy he thought pushing the door in.

The sound of running water was the first thing he noticed, the second was that Trunks' clothes were in a pile on the floor, and the last was that Trunks wasn't in the room. Goten could add and he knew that running water + Trunks not in his clothes = Trunks in the shower.

He entered the room and moved toward the bathroom, but paused at the door wondering if it was okay to come in.

"That you Goten?!" shouted a familiar voice from with in the bathroom.

Goten swallowed hard. "Yes!" he shouted back.

"Come on in, I want to talk to you," said Trunks.

Goten felt himself growing nervous and more than a little turned on by the idea. He forced down both emotions and grabbed the doorknob letting himself in.

The bathroom was fogged up from the hot water running, making it steamy, and kind of fog like. Trunks was of course in the shower and Goten was more than a little disappointed that the door to the shower was that lumpy glass that doesn't allow you to see who was in the shower in detail, just their out line moving around. Of course Goten could easily picture everything in detail in his head. The thought made him run his tongue over his suddenly dry lips.

"Goten?" asked Trunks.

"Yah," said Goten.

"I'm really sorry for being a jerk the last couple days."

"No, you weren't being a jerk," said Goten. "I mean when you wake up with your best friend laying naked next to you, it would freak most out," he laughed lightly.

Trunks joined in. "I still feel bad about it. I understand now, my dad explained it to me, by the way welcome to the family," he said voice full of amusement.

"Gee, want me to call you brother now?" asked Goten just as amused.

"No, love, you call me whatever you want," said Trunks.

Goten shivered they were flirting, he knew it, it felt great having this pet talk with Trunks, having the purple haired teen speak back with affection and playfulness. Oh Trunks, he smiled.

"But I do mean it, Goten. I feel terrible about running off on you like that and hiding from you for the last couple days. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

Goten shivered violently as an idea came to mind. Silently Goten began stripping off his clothes, he locked the bathroom door, and yanked opened the shower door.

"Goten!" said Trunks in shock jumping back into the wall. "You scared me, what are you doing?" he asked raising an eyebrow, then raking an eye down the other, a blush crossed his face when he saw that Goten was already aroused.

Goten stepped into the shower closing the door behind him. He leaned over Trunks pushing him against the wall and kissed him deeply, teasing Trunks till the purple haired demi-saiyan shyly played back.

They pulled back slowly, Goten reached up a hand to stroke some wet hair hanging down in Trunks' face.

"Trunks, do you remember the promise you made me before we made love?" he asked.

"Um…" said Trunks as Goten's hands wandered down to grip his hips. He slowly shook his head.

"You promised that if you got to have me that time, then I could have you later." He moved his body in between Trunks' slightly parted legs and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "It's later, Trunks," he breathed licking the teen's ear and making Trunks shiver violently.

Goten's leaned into Trunks, his hands sliding around Trunks' hips to grip and fondle the other's rear.

"Um… Goten," said Trunks a bright flush coloring him.

"What?" asked Goten nuzzling Trunks' throat.

"Well… despite that fact that we all ready um… you know. I don't remember it and well… I was straight before so I… I'm not sure what the hell to do," said Trunks looking quite embarrassed.

"Don't worry Trunks-kun, it's not all that different from making love to a girl," as he said that one of his fingers pressed against Trunks' crack making the other gasp. "The main difference is… you're going to be the girl," he said in amusement stroking with his finger to better show what he meant.

"You're kidding right?" said Trunks looking at him in an unsure manner.

Goten smiled and shook his head.

"That sounds painful," said Trunks nervously glancing over his shoulder at Goten's probing hand.

"It is in the beginning, but once you get use to it, it feels really good."

"You sure?" asked Trunks.

"I liked it when you did it to me," grinned Goten.

Trunks looked up at the ceiling and shivered. "Thanks for that little mental picture, Goten."

Goten grinned leaning in to lean his forehead against Trunks'. "Well the picture's about to become very real," he said grabbing Trunks' hand guiding it between his legs. "Only the rolls are switched this time," he breaths lightly kissing Trunks on the lips as the purple haired demi-saiyan wrapped his hand around his length and felt his volume.

Goten began to breath deeply as Trunks touched him bringing him up hard with skilled hands. He looked at the teen's face with half lidded lustful eyes and saw Trunks smilingly back.

"You know I've always been kind of curious," said Trunks.

"Hmm, about what," groaned Goten.

"About how similar we are, if you like the same things I do," purred Trunks leaning forward to stick his tongue in Goten's ear making the raven-haired teen shudder against him. "If you're sensitive in the same places as I am," as he said that Trunks lightly raked his nails down Goten's back with his free hand making him arch into him. In answer Trunks moved his hand down Goten's inner thigh caressing it softly a sharp contrast to his raking nails that seemed to make his inner thigh seem more sensitive.

While Trunks' hands worked, the purple haired demi-saiyan titled his head to the side and explored Goten's mouth with his own, tongue rubbing madly against Goten's. Goten moaned into the kiss amazed at the amount of skill Trunks had in this area, he liked Trunks' kisses a lot. Goten was so focused on the lip action that he didn't feel both of Trunks' hands moving till one was sliding up to fist into the black hair at the back of his head and the other was digging into the short hair it found south on Goten's body. Now Goten was groaning into the kiss which Trunks deepened by pulling on the hand he had tangled in the hair at the back of Goten's neck, tilting him back. Trunks rubbed his body smoothly against Goten's both savoring the feel of soft skin and rock hard muscles moving against each other.

Trunks' horseplay was lighting every cell he came in contact with on fire! Goten was getting too excited by this very wet game. Both pulled back slightly to let their tongues spar in open sight before they descended on each other again.

Goten continued to run his hands over Trunks' rear as Trunks sought to heightened his excitement with his groping, and Goten had to admit he was getting more and more excited by the minute as he squirmed against Trunks rubbing his erected length against Trunks'. He suddenly released Trunks' rear to grab both of Trunks' wrist pulling them out to the side.

"What are you doing?" asked Trunks shaking some wet hair out of his face.

"It's not fair for you to be having so much control," said Goten grinning wickedly at him. "This is my turn to be in charge or did you forget? You'll do what I want and what I say, got it?"

Trunks nodded slowly.

"Good," purred Goten getting down on his knees. "I want you to hold still, no moving at all," he said as he nuzzled the teen's stomach with the side of his face. He forced Trunks' legs farther apart and leaned down to lick at one inner thigh feeling a light quiver run through the demi-saiyan's body. He smiled as he ran his tongue up following the curve of Trunks' pelvic bone up his hip. He looked up at Trunks as he nudged his manhood with the side of his face and watched as Trunks bit down on his lip.

"You got a taste of me last time, so I want to get a taste of you," said Goten lowering his head and running his tongue over the head of Trunks' desire. The purple haired demi-saiyan hissed between his teeth hands flattening out on the smooth tile behind him. Goten began to move his head up and down, running his tongue around Trunks' length in light teasing touches. He admired Trunks form and 'build' greatly as he worked. Mine, all mine, his wonderful body, kind heart, and pure soul are mine.

Trunks' fingers squeaked against the smooth tiles as the muscles in his hands tightened, but Goten still held them at his side in forced immobility. The purple haired demi-saiyan began to toss his head unable to stand such light-teasing strokes when he was so painfully aroused.

"Goten," he called voice almost begging.

Goten grinned up at the demi-saiyan. "Ah, ah, Trunks. You gave me your word, I'm in charge remember?"

The teen looked down at him with desperation, tense and wiggling in his need. With those blue eyes looking at him like that it was near impossible for the raven-haired teen to refuse him, but Trunks was going to work for it.

"You want me to stroke you my pet?" asked Goten with a naughty grin. "Pet you and make you purr for me?"

Trunks shuddered in response.

Goten only grinned wider. "And will you show me affection in return? Rub yourself against my body and lick me with that pink tongue of yours, like a cat would a much loved master, ne my pet?"

In answer Trunks purred deep in his throat sounding very much like a cat that was very eager to show his master how much he loved him.

Goten laughed softly and moved to lay down in the large shower pulling Trunks to kneel over him, water spraying down on the two of them. Goten reached up a hand and stoked the side of Trunks' face who leaned into his touch and closed his eyes still purring like a cat. That naughty grin once again graced Goten's face as he removed his hand and sat up, grabbing Trunks and roughly turning him around so they were chest to back.

"Goten!" protested Trunks as the raven-haired teen grabbed him by the hips and started leaning back to lay down once again. The moved dragged him back and he blushed madly as he was now on all fours, Goten under him with his head between his legs, his own head lined up with Goten's sex.

"Hmm, nice view," said Goten reaching up his hand to run it over Trunks' bare bottom.

"Goten I don't- ah!" Trunks yipped in surprise as Goten pushed down his hips and ran his tongue across the curves presented him.

"Goten!" shouted Trunks again trying to wiggle out of the other's hold as he started lapping at him. "Don't, that's not right!" He yipped again as Goten slapped him hard on the ass.

"Did you forget who's in charge, I don't like having to punish my pets, so be a good boy, ne?" he said softly running his hand over the area he'd abused. "Besides you 'were' taking a shower before I showed up."

Trunks made an annoyed, embarrassed sound as Goten moved his attention back to his ass. He blinked his blue eyes as Goten thrust his hips up showing his hardness to him.

"I didn't chose this position so you could just sit here," said Goten in amusement. "Why don't you show me those skill again that you used the first time."

"Like I remember that," said Trunks glaring back at him. "Ouch!" he said as Goten gave him another good hit. "You kinky bastard!" he growled back at the raven-haired demi-saiyan.

"I thought if I stroked you you'd purr and lick me like a good pet would," grinned Goten once again softly stroking Trunks' curves and moving his hips up for emphases. "But you're being a bad boy so I have to punish you."

Trunks grinned back. "I think you just like punishing me." He turned his head back to face Goten's length jutting out in the air. "But I can be a good boy as well as a 'bad' one," he said leaning down to run his tongue from the base of Goten's shaft to the tip.

Goten leaned back his head at the feeling, grip tightening on Trunks' hips. His mouth opened and a soundless gasp left him as Trunks started to purr once again. Trunk was indeed getting into the roll Goten had given him as he purred affectionately rubbing himself body to body against his 'master' and using that cute tongue of his.

"Mmmm," groaned Goten and went back to stroking his pet's rear with his tongue. He couldn't help but lightly bite at the flesh as Trunks went down on him, taking most of him in his mouth and pumping the rest with his hand. Goten sat up more and watched as the back of Trunks' head bobbed. Trunks was too good at that, he'd been great the first time he did it, and he was even better now. He ran his eyes down the other's body, knowing that if he watched Trunks do that to him he'd have less control and he didn't want to cum just yet. He ran his eyes down and smiled as he spotted a scar at the base of Trunks' spine. 'Hello,' he thought leaning over to lick Trunks' tail spot with his tongue.

The response was instant Trunks muffled a loud cry against him, trying to move his hips away so Goten wasn't in reach of that spot.

Goten only grinned madly and gripped Trunks' hips tighter, hold them in place as he ruthlessly stroke perhaps the most sensitive place on Trunks' body with his tongue. Trunks moaned wildly around his length slowing as the sensation was slowly overloading his brain.

"Ahhh!" cried out Trunks no longer able to give Goten any attention as he trembled violently in Goten's grip, to fogged over with pleasure to even think.

'Like that don't you' thought Goten doubling his efforts making weak whimpers leave his mate. He lifted his head but continued to rub the salvia slicked spot with his fingers as he looked around the shower stall. Not stopping in his work he reached over with his free hand to grab a bottle of shampoo, conditioner or some such product. Now was as good a time as any to get down to what he really wanted. It won't be so bad for Trunks if his mind was focused on something else.

Goten spread some of the stuff on his fingers and intensified his assault on Trunks' tail spot making the other gasp breathlessly, wiggling his hips, no longer caring let alone embarrassed about their position. He didn't even feel Goten's hand on him till the raven-haired teen had forced two fingers into him.

Trunks' pants turned into mixed groan-whines as he licked at Goten's thighs, completely surrendering to whatever the demi-saiyan wanted to do. He was too far gone to object as he felt those fingers in him sketch and rub, making him burn and hurt, but the pain mixed with the pleasure in a strange fashion that increased both. He didn't know what was pain and what was pleasure any more.

Goten waited till Trunks' hips started moving with him then removed his hands and pushed the demi-saiyan off him to get to his feet.

Trunks just remained on his knees, missing the contact and sensations Goten had drawn out of him. He leaned into the teen very willingly as Goten moved around him and put his hands on Trunks' shoulders.

"Can you stand?" he asked the other demi-saiyan.

A long pause filled the air as Trunks tried to get his mind to understand language once more and translate what Goten had just said so he could do the task. He tried to get up but he was so aroused that it was difficult and painful. He gave up and leaned against Goten licking at his stomach in an attempt to coax him back to the floor.

Goten didn't give in to the sex crazed demi-saiyan this time. He grabbed Trunks around the waist and pulled him up to pin him against the wall again with his body. He waited till Trunks slowly came back to himself and looked down at themselves, giving Goten a look that seemed to say 'what now?'

Goten grinned leaning in to kiss Trunks lightly on the lips and slide his hands down to grab Trunks under the thighs. Trunks gasped into the kiss as his feet were pulled out from under him and his legs were hooked around Goten's waist. He felt the other demi-saiyan's length sliding between his legs and pressing into him, it was unmistakable what he planned to do.

Trunks bit down into his own hand as Goten began to push in, he bit down till Goten was deep inside and blood was running down his arm.

"Ummm, tight," groaned Goten pulling back his hips and thrusting back into him making Trunks gasp against his hand and thus bit another pair of teeth marks into his skin.

"Uh hn," said Goten voice several tones deeper and heavy with sex. He took Trunks' hand and pulled it away from his mouth. "If you've got something to say, then say it," he grinned before moving to thrust in again wrenching a cry from Trunks. "I'm going to make you scream," promised Goten as he began to establish a demanding pace with Trunks, his movements were rough and wild heightening the friction between them.

"N-no... no... Go...ten," groaned Trunks. "They'll-they'll hear us," said Trunks hands gripping tight to Goten's shoulder blades as he moved against him.

"Let them," grinned Goten pressing his face to the curve of Trunks' neck. "Let them know I'm banging like an animal, you think I care?"

"Goten..." groaned Trunks voice already starting to raise. "No... oh please...Ah!"

Goten increased his pace and the amount of force he was using, pinning Trunks tightly in place as his hips moved harshly against him.

Trunks' pants turned from gasps for breath to first soft then louder ahs that only increased in volume as they went till he was screaming against Goten. Goten was making his fair share of noise as well calling Trunks' name, god, and animal like shouts as he labored against his mate. Unable to stand any more he opened his mouth and bit down into Trunks' neck muffling his scream against the other. Trunks wasn't so lucky as he just threw back his head and howled, both reaching their peak together in a mind blowing tidal wave of sensations. Trunks felt tears slip down his face from pure sensation and emotion on his part as a strange feeling of warmth spread through his lower body. He could feel the slickness of his own climax between them as they slumped weakly against each other.

"I think that makes us just about even," said Goten nuzzling Trunks' neck.

"Hmm...." groaned Trunks. "I might have to do something naughty again soon so I can 'make it up to you' again."

"I think you're the one that likes me punishing you," said Goten with a light laugh. "Masochist," he said into the other's skin.

"Sadist," replied back Trunks in a teasing voice.

"Screamer," said Goten.

"Dominatrix."

Goten laughed into his neck. "Don't you forget it, mate," he said.

Trunks nudged his face over with his own and leaned in to kiss him softly. Goten kissed back with equal passion and affection.

In the hall leaning to Trunks' room:

"You happy now, Kakarot? They've made up and now they're obviously making out," said the saiyan prince. "I think we've been standing here much longer than we needed to figure that out," he said crossing his arms.

Goku had his ear to the wall. "I think that was Trunks yelling his head off," he grinned turning to look at Vegeta over his shoulder. "Still think my son's a bad hunter?"

Vegeta cursed looking to the side. "Their stupid human blood is just getting their rolls mixed up. My son's the one in charge even if he does let that low class mongrel son of yours have the reins for awhile."

"So you're saying that it's Trunks right to have his way with Goten?" asked Goku.

"Of course it is," said Vegeta without properly thinking out what he was saying. He gasped as Goku walked behind him and picked him up to slung him over his shoulder.

"What do you think you're doing?!" shouted Vegeta squirming around trying to get lose.

"Well I'm more then a little turned on from listening to that and since you've volunteered this nice ass of yours-" said Goku letting the sentence hang and groping the said rear.

"No way!" shouted Vegeta as Goku dragged him down the hall. "You nearly killed me last time!" he shouted trying to grab on to something as Goku walked by.

"Still sore?" asked Goku patting his rear.

"You went level three on me!" raved the prince glaring down at him.

"Ah don't worry, I don't think I'll be able to do that with what I have planned," said Goku with a cheerful smile.

"Planned?" said Vegeta voice starting to sound panicked.

"Yup, you know that split form technique of Tien's?" he grinned up at Vegeta to see all the color had drained out of the smaller saiyan's face. "You think you can handle four of me or should I just split myself in two?" asked Goku in an innocent manner.

The sound of a panicked cry rang through the whole building followed by maniacal laughter.

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