Part one - Anything you can do, I can do better.

This is kind of two stories in one. The first is how Goku and Vegeta get together, the second is what happens when they start a new life in their own house!

In the first fic, Goku and Vegeta are training, and Goku makes Vegeta a deal- he'll act Saiyan, if Vegeta acts human!

In the second fic, Goku and Vegeta set up their own house and Goku gets a job!

Goku lay down, exhausted after a brutal sparring session with Vegeta. He knew Vegeta was just as tired as he was, but the Saiyan prince was pretending to be fine.

"You can show you're tired you know." Goku said. Vegeta glared at him.

"Fatigue is a human weakness." He snapped. Goku shook his head, grinning.

"Sometimes I feel really sorry for you." he said, shutting his eyes and laying back against a tree trunk.

"What?! Why the hell is that?!" Vegeta demanded. "There's nothing wrong with me! You, on the other hand, are deserving of pity! Look at you! A pure blooded Saiyan without an ounce of pride!" Goku opened his eyes and only just stopped himself jumping out of his skin. Vegeta was right infront of him, fists raised, glaring at him. However, something in the prince's face changed and he dropped to his knees infront of Goku panting. Goku grinned.

"See? I told you you were tired."

"Shut…up…you…baka…" he panted. Goku rolled his eyes and pulled Vegeta towards the tree.

"Just rest a while." he said. Vegeta growled warningly at him and Goku jerked his arm away. Vegeta sighed and leaned back against the tree trunk. "See, it's not that bad showing your human side."

"I don't have a human side. I'm not a crossbreed freak like our sons."

"I'm sure you could act human if you tried."

"Che. There's about as much chance of that as there is you acting Saiyan." Goku was struck by an idea- his first good one in ages.

"Tell you what then! I'll act Saiyan if you act human!" he said, turning to Vegeta, a gleam of excitement in his eyes. Vegeta looked sideways at him.

"Yeah right. You'd never pull that off."

"Yeah well, personally I think a frog stands more of a chance acting human than you. You're a lost cause. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go find a frog." As Goku stood up, Vegeta did too.

"Fine then! Challenge accepted. What do I have to do?" Goku turned to him smirking.

"Let's just say this'll be the hardest thing you've ever done!"

Vegeta returned to his house four hours later. He stopped outside the door.

"Right. Be nice. Smile. Agree with stuff. Don't blow up the furniture." He opened the door to see Bulma standing on a chair, her eyes darting everywhere. Vegeta knew what she was doing. There was a mouse loose in the house. He knew because he had left that morning, laughing at her for being afraid of such a pitiful rodent.

"Vegeta! Vegeta please can you see the mouse?!" Vegeta saw that it was under her chair. He pointed. "Ack! Get it!" normally in a situation like this, he would have walked away laughing, but since he was acting human, he aimed a small ki blast at the rodent and vaporised it.

"There you go." He said, forcing himself to smile, not smirk as he usually did. He walked away, leaving Bulma in a state of complete shock.

Goku was just returning home himself. This was going to be really hard. He went over the instructions Vegeta had given him.

"Be snappy. Don't smile. Don't sit down for lengthy periods of time. Refuse to lift a finger to help anyone. Train most of the day and ignore anyone who doesn't call you Kakarott. Just great…" he muttered sarcastically. He opened the door quietly, hoping no one was home. Unfortunately, Chi Chi there to greet him.

"Hello Goku. I hope you didn't tire yourself out sparring." Goku looked down at her frowning. He pushed past her and went to lean against the far wall, mimicking the way Vegeta always stood. "Goku? What's wrong? Bad day?" Goku didn't answer. "Well don't worry. I've prepared a special meal for you. Your favourite." As Chi Chi left the room Goku sighed to himself. This was gonna be hard.

Vegeta was sitting down on the settee of capsule corp.'s large living room. He found the lack of movement intolerable. Trunks walked in looking apprehensive.

"Mom said dinner's ready. Uh…do you want it in the gravity room?" Vegeta forced another smile and shook his head.

"No son. It's alright." He up and walked to the dinning room, patting Trunks' head as he went past. Trunks was left as astonished as Bulma.

After dinner, Vegeta took all the dishes off of the table.

"Uh Vegeta! Please don't use them for target practice again!" Vegeta looked at her, eyebrows raised.

"I'm washing them." Bulma's eyes grew wide.

"You're doing what now?"

"Washing the dishes."

"Who are you?!" Trunks burst out. "What have you done with my dad?!" Vegeta just smiled at them both before retreating to the kitchen. "Mom, he's creeping me out!"

"Me too. I wonder what he's after."

After dinner at the Son house, Goku got up and went back to his wall.

"Goku will you do the dishes please?" Goku totally ignored her. "Goku?"

"Are you addressing me? You obviously have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Kakarott. Che. You must have a very puny brain to get me confused with some named Goku. What a dumb name." He left Chi Chi, Gohan and Goten in a stunned silence.

Goku went outside, picked a spot and started training, taking out his frustration on invisible enemies. He didn't exactly have any frustration, but he was creating some.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Goku looked down to see Goten.

"Nothing son. You know, you're part Saiyan. Always take great pride in that fact." Goten went away again looking confused.

"Well?" Chi Chi asked her youngest son as he returned.

"I think dad's lost it." Goten stated.

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What do you think? Too short, I know, but the next one will be longer…I think…anyways, review please! Flamers will be laughed at! ^___^