I'm on a Hawaii craze right now, so I just thought I'd write a holiday fic. (Of course, it's Goku/Vegeta)

Goku was more excited than he had possibly ever been before. He and Chi Chi were going to Hawaii for a month's vacation. Hawaii was supposed to be spectacular- surfing and dancing and the music over there was great. Goku had never really let on to anyone how much he enjoyed that sort of thing before, but when Chi Chi had said they had enough money to go on holiday, and that she had picked Hawaii, Goku nearly flew through the ceiling with joy.

That was only part of the reason Goku was so happy though. The other part being that Bulma and Vegeta were coming with them. When Chi Chi had mentioned where they were going to Bulma, her eyes had lit up.

~Flashback~

Goku and Chi Chi were at Capsule Corp. visiting. Even Bulma, who knew Goku was always somewhat lively, couldn't help noticing he was grinning at nothing.

"What's got you so happy?" she asked. Goku grinned even wider and his eyes watered up in pure excitement.

"I'm going to Hawaii!" he said in a rather high-pitched voice. Vegeta, who was standing over by the window, totally ignoring everyone in the room, turned round, eyebrows raised at Goku's high childish voice.

Bulma's eyes had lit up.

"Ahhhh Hawaii… that takes me back…"

"You've been there?" asked Chi Chi.

"What's it like?" Goku asked, shivering in joy.

"It was terrific. Of course I went there ages ago… Vegeta doesn't like holidays… or else I'd go again…"

"You could come with us!" Goku said quickly, "And Vegeta!" Vegeta jumped slightly.

"I don't know… I don't want Vegeta messing up your holiday…" Vegeta scowled. Goku got up and grabbed Vegeta's arm.

"Come on Vegeta! It'll be great! Pleeeeeeease?" Vegeta stared at him.

"Fine. But let go of me!" Goku let go and grinned like mad.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" he quickly pulled Vegeta to him and hugged him before sitting back next to Chi Chi. Both women watched with bated breath to see what Vegeta would do. All the colour drained from Vegeta's face and he just hurried out of the room.

"You're very lucky Goku." Bulma said, sighing in relief.

"Thanks!"

~End flashback~

Now, four days later, they were getting packed for an early flight. Goku had suggested they just teleport over, but Chi Chi insisted on the plane. Goku didn't really mind- planes were fun anyway.

Over at Capsule Corp. Bulma was doing the same thing. She was dashing around everywhere packing various things.

Vegeta was in the living room deep in thought- about Goku. He still hadn't forgotten that hug. Although it meant nothing to Goku, it had meant the world to Vegeta. The Saiyan prince was finding it harder and harder to deny his feelings for Goku. Everything the Saiyan did was perfect to Vegeta. The way he moved, the way he fought, everything. But, god that hug had been heaven! Though Vegeta would have preferred not to have had an audience.

Now, he was going on holiday with Goku. How fantastic was that? Vegeta knew if there was ever a time to tell Goku his feelings, it was now. His main concern was that Goku was going to laugh in his face. He sighed. No point in worrying now, it was far too late. At three in the morning tomorrow, the Son family were going to be here, luggage n'all, in a cab ready to take them to the airport. Going by transport was going to take three times longer than flying, but Bulma and Chi Chi had insisted on it. It didn't really matter to Vegeta though, as long as Goku was there, nothing else mattered.

The phone rang next to him and he nearly shot through the roof.

"What?!"

"Oh hi Vegeta!" his stomach did a somersault.

"Kakarott…"

"Yeah! Listen, I was just checking you guys knew the time…"

"Of course. How could I forget I have to get up at bloody three o'clock in the morning?"

"ISN'T THIS EXCITING?!" Vegeta held the phone slightly away from his ear.

"Don't shout at me baka!"

"Sorry! I'm just so excited!"

"I never would have guessed." Vegeta said sarcastically.

"Oh, by the way, Chi Chi says the place we're staying in doesn't let men and women in the same rooms coz it's a family hotel and they don't want people… you know… so me and you are sharing a room and Chi Chi and Bulma are."

"WHAT?!"

"Heh, now you're  shouting at me! Anyways, I gotta go. Tell Bulma about the sleeping arrangements! Bye bye Vegeta!" and he put down the phone. Vegeta was shaking slightly. No no no, this was too much! There was no way he could sleep with Kakarott! No, Vegeta scolded himself, not with him, in the same room as him… yeah, that's better. But still… 

"Vegeta, who was that?" Bulma called from the next room.

"Ka…Kakarott…"

"What did he call for?"

"To tell me… I'm sleeping in with him and you with his wife." Bulma came in looking concerned.

"You're not going to kill him are you?"

"No…"

"Well that's fine then." She clapped her hands together. "That's great actually. You snore anyway." She walked away. Vegeta froze. He snored? He couldn't snore infront of Kakarott! He began to sweat. Oh god oh god oh god…

~Dream~

Vegeta walked up to Goku and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hello Goku, I love you." Goku turned round and smiled before pulling him into a kiss. He lightly caressed the prince's body while Vegeta moaned in ecstasy. Then Goku pulled away.

"You should really wake up."

~End dream~

"Huh?" Vegeta woke up and saw Bulma above him.

"I said wake up! They're here, we overslept!" Goku appeared at the door.

"Aren't you ready yet?" he whined. Vegeta hastily covered his bare chest. Goku frowned. "What's wrong?"

"Um…"

"Never mind! Just get dressed!" Bulma interrupted. Goku disappeared again and Vegeta got up, slightly flushed. He quickly shoved on one of the tops Bulma had left out and picked out some tight leather jeans.

He ran downstairs and crashed straight into Goku, who was standing at the bottom, falling backwards. He prepared for the impact, but it never came. He opened his eyes to see Goku holding his arm grinning.

"Aren't you just a little health hazard?" he said, pulling Vegeta upright and gazing at him. "I don't think it's a good idea to wear leather to Hawaii. 'Specially in summer."

"I'll be fine!" Vegeta snapped, pushing past him looking flustered.

They all clambered into the taxi, Bulma in the front, Chi Chi, Goku, and Vegeta in the back, Goku in the middle. Chi Chi was gazing out of the window in a world of her own.

"How long will it take to get to the airport?" Goku asked.

"About four hours." Bulma said. Goku groaned in frustration. Vegeta smirked.

"Don't worry about it Kakarott. This'll be an excellent time for you to work on some patience." Goku just gave him a 'don't be stupid' look and stared at the floor. Vegeta just shook his head and stared out of his window.

Two hours into the trip, Vegeta felt a weight on his shoulder. He jolted when he saw Goku asleep, resting on him.

"Aw bless." Chi Chi said, smiling. "He didn't go to sleep at all last night. Like a big kid." She smiled and turned back to the window. Goku grunted in his sleep and wrapped his arms around Vegeta's waist.

"Help!" Vegeta squeaked quietly. No one listened though. The taxi stopped at some traffic lights and Goku woke up. He opened his eyes and looked up at Vegeta.

"Uh… sorry about that." He let go of Vegeta and sat up, rubbing his eyes. "How long do we have to go?" you could tell from his voice that he was still half asleep.

"Two hours."

"Oh bugger that." He muttered. "I'm going back to sleep." And he rested back on Vegeta's shoulder.

"HEY GET OFF!"

"No." Goku said groggily, "You're comfy." And he drifted off to sleep. Vegeta stared wide-eyed at Chi Chi, who chuckled.

"You'll never get Goku off something comfy when he's tired." She said. Vegeta looked down at the floor, blushing furiously.

It was a great relief for Vegeta when they got out at the airport. (Goku protested at having to move, but when he actually woke up enough to remember where he was going, he practically jumped out the door) they had to run for the plane because they were late. They got on with seconds to spare. Goku grabbed Vegeta and pulled him into the seat next to him.

"You're sitting by me!" he stated. Vegeta tried to look pissed off at this, but failed miserably. Chi Chi and Bulma were sitting infront of them, chatting about Hawaiian grass skirts. Vegeta looked out of the window once more, seeing fluffy white clouds. For some reason, he was scared of flying in a plane. The idea of flying in a tin can didn't really appeal to him. What if the plane crashed? How would he get out? if they were over the sea, he'd drown! He started hyperventilating.

"Ka… ka… Kakarott!" Goku turned to him frowning.

"What's wrong?"

"I… can't…breathe!"

"Vegeta… are you scared of flying?!"

"Don't you dare laugh!" it was more a plea than anything else. Goku rolled his eyes. He pulled Vegeta close to him and started stroking his back. Vegeta's mind went numb. He instantly relaxed.

"I learnt this when I saw this guy on TV who was scared of flyi…" Goku realised he was talking to himself- Vegeta had fallen asleep. Goku smiled down at him happily. It was good to know the prince was staring to trust him. Goku continued stroking Vegeta's back. It gave him something to do on the long flight, tracing patterns, memorising the curves in Vegeta's back. Before he knew it, they were touching down in Hawaii airport.

"Goku?" he looked up to see Bulma eyeing him unusually. "What are you doing?"

"Making a pattern on Vegeta's back." He stated innocently. Bulma rolled her eyes and grinned.

"Well, wake him up. We're here." Goku's heart leapt.

"Yes!" he shook Vegeta lightly and he woke up. "We're here." Vegeta looked confusedly up at him.

"We can't be… we only just took off."

"You fell asleep when I started massaging your back." Vegeta flushed and sat up hurriedly. Goku got up and headed for the exit, closely followed by Vegeta, who was still blushing. They got off and looked around. To the left of them was their hotel, to the right, the beach. Goku made a high pitched squeaking noise and ran towards it.

"Goku! Suitcases!" Chi Chi called after him. Bulma sighed.

"I guess Vegeta has to carry them all." Vegeta looked at her in disbelief.

"Not in this lifetime." He said, hurrying after Goku.

Goku stopped when he reached the sand. He inhaled deeply.

"Ah… sea air…" Vegeta came up behind him.

"Why is it so hot?!"

"It's Hawaii. But you're mostly hot because you're wearing leather." Vegeta scowled.

"Well there's nothing I can do about that is there?"

"Sure. You can take 'em off." Vegeta started blushing again.

"What?"

"Sure. Just go swimming. S'what I'm doing." and he started stripping. Once he was down to just his boxers, he ran into the sea and jumped in. Vegeta was frozen to the spot. "Come on 'Geta!" Goku called. 'Geta?' since when did Goku call him that? Vegeta wasn't sure of what to do. In the end, he just stripped and ran into the sea, joining Goku. "See? Not so bad is it?" Vegeta blushed and shook his head. Goku dived under the water and swam out a bit. He stopped and created a ki ball.

"What are you doing!?" Vegeta asked, startled

"Catch!" Goku said, throwing the ki ball at him. Vegeta jumped up and caught it and measured it's power. It was hardly enough to stun a cat, but was as big as a beach ball.

"You can't hurt me with one of these!" he declared. Goku looked puzzled.

"Huh? What are you on about? Just hurry up and toss it back!"

"GOKU! GET HERE NOW!" both men looked towards the shore and saw Chi Chi waving furiously at them. "BAGS, NOW!" Goku groaned. He started to swim back to shore when he was hit by something. It knocked him over in the water and he darted around looking for the source. Vegeta was smirking at him.

"I guess it is enough to hurt someone with." He said before heading back to shore. Goku followed him grinning.

Chi Chi was waiting for them on the beach, eyes blazing in fury. "Don't you have any self-restraint?! We have to get the keys to the rooms first! And we have to take the bags up! You think Bulma and I can carry all those heavy suitcases?!" she began pushing him up the beach.

"But Chi…"

"Don't start!" she's got him on a leash. Vegeta thought, scowling. Don't worry Kakarott, I'll get it off you. Goku picked up his clothes and hurriedly put them on, running to catch up with Chi Chi, who was storming back to Bulma and the suitcases.

Goku easily picked them all up in one go, hoisted them over his shoulder and walked into the reception of the hotel. It was brightly coloured in reds and oranges- Goku actually blended in well with one of the walls. Chi Chi got the keys, handed a pair to Vegeta and they made their way upstairs.

Their rooms were next to each other. 17 and 19. 17 had grass all around the door.

"I get 17!" Goku said, darting in.

"But 17 is the..." Bulma stopped and shrugged. "Fine. More fool you." she headed into the room next to it. Vegeta cautiously made his way inside. The room was spacious enough. It had it's own balcony and kitchen. There were two doors, which was puzzling- one had to lead to the bathroom, so where was the door to the other bedroom? He entered the first one, which was the bathroom. Then the second- the bedroom. His stomach went through the floor. There were two double beds in there. They took up so much space that they were almost touching.  

"Oh god no." he muttered. Goku came up behind him.

"What's wrong?" he looked over the prince's shoulder. Vegeta shivered as he felt Goku's warm breath on his neck.

"They're too close together." Vegeta said, realising just how stupid that sentence sounded too late. Goku laughed- the one thing Vegeta hated people doing at his expense.

"Don't worry 'Geta! I don't sleep walk… I think…" Goku went away again, thinking. Vegeta sighed. if Goku laughed at him when he admitted how he felt to him… then he'd just commit suicide…

later on that day, the four of them were sitting on the beach. Bulma and Chi Chi were working on tans, and Goku was watching the surfers- of course Vegeta was watching Goku.

"oh wow look at that!" Goku said pointing. He stood up quickly and headed over to the surfer that had just swum back to shore. He had bright long dark blue hair that came down to his ankles, tied back in a ponytail and red eyes with dashed of yellow in them. He was shorted than Goku but taller than Vegeta.

"Hi there!" Goku said.

"Well hello…" the surfer said, almost purring. His voice was deep and manly.

"I was wondering if you could teach me to surf." The surfer smirked.

"Of course."

"Great! My name's Goku by the way."

"No one uses my real name. They all call me Wosushi. I'm not sure why… think it was the name of a great surfer. I like it." Goku grinned.

"Cool." Wosushi smirked again and put down his board.

"Right. First thing. Poise."

Vegeta watched from afar as Goku got a surfing lesson. He had to admit, he was growing jealous of the surfer. By the end of the day, he seemed friendlier with Goku than Vegeta had ever been with him. probably because he didn't try and kill Kakarott on first sight. Vegeta though sadly.

After about an hour and a half, Goku tried out surfing for real. He borrowed Wosushi's board and swam out a little. After a while a medium sized wave formed and he immediately started to paddle forward. The wave slowly got bigger as he got closer to it, and with a lot of force, Goku pushed himself up onto his board, standing with perfect poise. To Vegeta, it looked like he was in a defensive fighting stance rather than riding a surfboard. The loud roaring of the wave was heard as it rose up, it was bigger than all of the others. It seemed that the medium sized wave wasn't so medium at all. Goku's board seemed to glide over the water with such ease as if he'd done it a thousand times. Quickly, he entered the funnel-shaped wave. Vegeta felt Goku's ki drop slightly, showing he was slightly afraid. It was intense to watch. When he had ridden the wave completely, it roared and crashed into light bubbly foam. Goku ran up to Wosushi grinning like mad.

"How was that?" he asked. Wosushi was staring at him.

"That was… UNBELIEVABLE!" he erupted into laughter. "you're a natural! That was tons better than my first time. You didn't even fall off!"

"Was I supposed to?" Goku asked, frowning. Wosushi laughed harder and put his arm around Goku's shoulders. (Which made Vegeta jealous beyond belief.)

"You know, if you keep surfing like that, you'll be a pro by the end of the week!" Goku grinned again.

Vegeta saw Goku point up towards him and both men ran up to meet him.

"Did you see? Were you watching? Did you see?" Goku asked, grinning and bouncing up and down.

"Yes Kakarott, I saw."

"I though you said your name was Goku?" Wosushi asked, puzzled.

"It is. Kakarott's my Sai… it's what Vegeta calls me."

"Oh." Wosushi looked down at Vegeta. "Are you his boyfriend?" Vegeta blushed all different shades of red.

"No. why would you say that?" Goku asked.

"Well, most couples give each other nick-names."

"Oh. Well no, he's just a friend." Goku said, grinning. "hey Vegeta, you should try it! It's great!"

"I don't think that's such a good idea." Wosushi interrupted.

"Why?!" Vegeta snapped. He had had no inclination to start surfing, but being told he shouldn't still pissed him off.

"Well… you're too short." Goku doubled over laughing. Vegeta glowered at both of them.

"Oh yeah? well at least I don't have hair that's so long it obviously can't be brushed!"

"Actually, it's really silky." Goku said, running his hand through Wosushi's long ponytail. Wosushi smiled up at him and then smirked at Vegeta. It was then Vegeta knew he had competition for Goku. The bad thing was, Goku had obviously taken a shining to this guy.

That night, Goku, Vegeta, and, to Vegeta's great disappointment, Wosushi, went to a luau together. Bulma and Chi Chi both had sunburn and had rushed back to the hotel.

"This is a great place if you wanna get smashed." Wosushi told Goku. "They do the best cocktails in the world here. Want one?"

"Er… ok." He's having a bad influence on Kakarott, thought Vegeta, he never usually drinks! Wosushi passed Goku a bluish drink in a tall glass. It smelled of incredibly strong vodka. Wosushi had one of the same things, and he downed his in one. So, naturally, Goku did the same. His head immediately began to swirl. His vision fogged up and he rested his head on the bar.

"Hey are you alright?" Wosushi was tapping his shoulder lightly.

"Uh… I'm not quite sure… am I?" he lifted his head up to look at him.

"Heh, I'd say not! Have you ever had one of these before?"

"Nuh uh."

"Have you ever had an alcoholic drink before?"

"Nuh uh." Wosushi smirked.

"That's why then!" he put his arm around Goku's shoulders again. "Don't worry, I'll look after you." Vegeta growled at him, but he paid no attention. "Hey, um, I was wondering, are you, you know, involved with anyone?" Goku thought really hard. He couldn't remember. Did he have a wife? Or was he single?

"I'm not sure." He slurred.

"Hm… maybe I should have asked before you had that cocktail." He said, moving his hand down to rub the saiyan's back. Vegeta was at bursting point. Goku looked up at him questioningly.

"What are you doing?" Wosushi smiled down at him.

"Don't you worry. Nothing bad." He smiled again and lifted up Goku's head with his spare hand. He leaned forward and brought their lips together. Vegeta's ki erupted. Push him off push him off please Kakarott! But Goku didn't. he moaned deeply and parted his lips so that Wosushi could explore his mouth. Vegeta had had enough. He didn't know what to do. Part of him wanted to punch Wosushi in the face, the other part wanted to just run away. And, being Vegeta, he went for the violent approach. He got up and pushed him off Goku. He then punched him off his stool.

"What are you doing?!" demanded Wosushi looking up at him surprised.

"Why'd you do that?" Goku moaned. Wosushi smirked at Vegeta.

"Goku wants me. Not you. me. Get that through your skull!"

"He's drunk he doesn't know any better!" Vegeta snapped.

"Being drunk doesn't matter! The feelings are still the same!"

"No… no they're not!" Vegeta faltered.

"You don't care anyways…" Goku said. Vegeta turned around puzzled.

"huh?"

"Well you don't. for all you care, I could die this second and you wouldn't mind." Vegeta fought back his tears.

"You know that's not true." He said, his voice shaky.

"No I don't." Goku said before fainting. Vegeta turned back to Wosushi.

"You stay away from him." he muttered. He then picked up Goku with great difficulty and flew back to the hotel.

"He… can fly!?" Wosushi glared at Vegeta's retreating figure. "There's no way you can have him. he's too perfect for you. I'll get him back."

Vegeta got back to their room and opened the door. He lay Goku down in the bedroom and walked back into the living room.

'Goku wants me. Not you. me. Get that through your skull!' was that true? And Goku though… he didn't care about him…

'You don't care anyways. For all you care, I could die this second and you wouldn't mind.' Was that really what Goku thought of him?

he heard a rustling in the bedroom and went to see what it was. Goku was sat up rubbing his head.

"god did I die and no one told me?" he was talking to himself not Vegeta. Goku looked up and saw him. "'Geta…"

"Don't give me that!" Vegeta snapped.

"huh?"

"You baka! Bloody kissing that baka surfer infront of me!"

"I was?"

"And all that crap about 'ooh you wouldn't care if I dropped dead Vegeta!' that's shit and you know it!"

"I what?"

"And another thing! That baka surfer can't really love you if he has to get you drunk to kiss you and…and you shouldn't have let him… and you shouldn't have…responded to it…" Vegeta dropped to the floor crying. Goku stared down at him confusedly, still trying to make sense of all the information in his drunken state.

"But Vegeta… why do you care what I do?" I mean, Chi Chi'll kill me if she ever finds out, but why do you care?"

"Because I…" Vegeta stopped himself. He wasn't going to tell Goku now. Not now, not ever. If Goku felt anything at all for him, he wouldn't have responded to that kiss. "Nothing. Go to sleep." And he left.