Pairing: Vegeta x Goten

Author: SaiyanSecret *

Used with permission*

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Part 1

Goten awoke in the middle of the night with Saiyan hunger pangs. He yawned and stretched, cheerfully reaching his feet for his slippers. He was staying at Capsule Corp that weekend as he often did, and he and Trunks were especially lighthearted as the summer had finally arrived, settling them into lazy, happy routines.

Trunks was peacefully asleep in his own twin bed, again making him wonder how the other demi Saiyan managed to sleep for an entire night without a snack. He mentally shrugged and padded toward the kitchen, surprised that the light was on.

"Vegeta-san?" Goten raised an eyebrow at the opened bottle of sake set before him, hoping not to have caught him in a bad mood. By the amused look he got from him, that didn't seem to be the case.

"Shouldn't you be in bed?" With me.

Discretely Vegeta's eyes swept over his body through his T-shirt and thin shorts, making his face blush. He'd been acting strangely lately.

"I'm hungry." Goten opened the refrigerator, gladly pouncing on some leftover sushi. "You want anything?"

"No. Help yourself." Vegeta watched Goten bring more sushi than he appeared capable of eating with a bottle of water to the table, kicking out the chair nearest to him in a less than subtle gesture for him to sit.

Goten accepted the offered chair, surprised that Vegeta was actually paying attention to him recently. "Sure you don't want any?" Vegeta shook his head so he proceded to happily and shamelessly stuff his face.

Vegeta poured himself another cup, knowing that nothing would get a Son man's attention as long as his stomach was empty. "If there's nothing left later, I can eat you," he commented with a smirk, making Goten choke on a large piece of sushi.

Calmly Vegeta struck a precise point of his back with the side of his hand and the food managed to find its way down the right tube. "Easy. Don't be such a pig."

Goten reached for his water and shot him a reproachful look, which an innocent smile made disappear, and he finished his snack more calmly.

"Your anime was interesting today," Vegeta commented after a long pause, "Was it Zhou who dreamt that he was a butterfly, or was it the butterfly that dreamt it was Zhou? The transformation of things… I guess we all transform someday, don't we?"

Goten looked up and blinked, wondering what he was supposed to understand or just how much Vegeta had drank. "Are you okay?" he asked doubtfully, his heart racing at the knowing look of interest Vegeta directed toward him. He had no idea of what Goten felt for him for so long, so what was with the look that suggested he did?

"Perfectly." To his astonishment, Vegeta reached over to play with his silky, shining mop of hair. His pulse raced faster. How was it that he felt drunk when it was Vegeta who was drinking? Probably because Goten had immediately locked onto his ki as he often did, and his eyes closed at how natural and pleasant it felt. Besides the fact that one look at Vegeta sent his hormones reeling, the urge to snuggle close to him was overwhelming. One leg unconsciously rested against Vegeta's own, and he did not pull away.

"You're so pretty, Goten." Vegeta's words left him stunned, conscient now of the circle that had closed around them. Just something that was meant to happen.

"Me?" The compliment was better suited for a girl, but it was sincere and made Goten euphoric. "I… don't think my chair is very solid." Goten wasn't aware of exactly what he'd said, but he was fairly certain that it was dumb.

Vegeta didn't seem to think so. "You're right, it isn't." He lifted Goten sideways onto his lap, smiling when his arms closed around him. "You're safer here." Goten had buried his face against his neck, so his lips trailed through his hair while one hand slowly traced the muscular contours of his body. "…or maybe you're not." His fingers paused to play at where his tail had once been, which drew a surprised groan of excitement from him.

"Vegeta!" A wild succession of tremors passed through Goten at being so highly aroused in such intimate proximity to the object of his forbidden desire. Unconsciously his nails dug hard into his back.

"What? Haven't you been seduced before?" Lightly Vegeta's hand caressed his hip, just suggestively near enough to him ass while his lips moved gently over his throat.

"No." Goten's sudden shyness made him smile. "But I like it."

Vegeta's hand moved firmly up his chest. "I don't know why I find that ridiculous shirt so sexy. Like I could forget who you are." Gently he tilted up Goten's sweet face, his lips closing softly over his own.

Goten must have kissed Vegeta thousands of times like this in his dreams, but there was nothing like the warm thrill of real connection with his yearned-for lover that convinced him that this was the reason why he lived.