"No! NO! Goddammit, Paige," Goten grumbled as his shoulders slumped. He frowned at the TV screen before him as her chosen character finished his off. "You suck. You are supposed to be consoling me, not whipping my ass at video games. I'm heartbroken right now!" he exclaimed dramatically and fell over on his side, clutching at his chest.

Paige laughed and mock punched him in the side, "I am consoling you, you big baby." She said as she stuck her tongue out at him, "Clearly my Papaw has been training me more than your dads have been." She said smugly, "So, tell me about this horrible awful really bad date of yours." She said as she flopped back with him, laying over him.

Goten groaned and looked at his best friend as she laid on his chest. She always loved to hear the bad date stories from him, which sadly happened more often than he cared to admit. He heaved a sigh and stared up at the ceiling. "It was that chick I met at the video game store. You know, the one I mentioned with the nose ring? She looked like she'd be fun." He shook his head. "Boy, was I wrong. She kept banging on about how everyone should be vegan or some shit. Which, you know, I mean, that's cool and all. Just don't shove it down someone else's throat, you know? I ordered the biggest, rarest steak I could get and tore into it with my teeth," he snickered, recalling his date's disgusted expression. "I didn't even try to sleep with her. I knew it was a lost cause."

Paige laughed, "Well, I would hope so! It's sad that there are things like vegens out there, I mean, no offense to them, but it seems such a waste for someone as such as you with your abilities as a cook. Though I imagine you could even make that cuisine taste good." She said.

"Shit, I didn't cook for her!" he laughed. "Wasn't worth my time for all that. I took her out to eat. I don't care how someone chooses to eat. Just don't bitch at me the whole time I'm trying to enjoy my food. Rose and Dende don't complain when the rest of us eat meat. The steak wasn't even that good," he grumbled.

Paige snickered and sat back, "Well, few can be as awesome as Dende and Rose." She said, rolling off of him, "I can't tell you how many guys I've been out with who try to up play the green skin." She snorted, "Ooooh, I see you are green with envy! Yes I am that good." She rolled her eyes, "I'm glad to be half Namek, means I can enjoy a good steak." She grinned, "Papaw kept slipping me pieces. It's delicious."

Goten chuckled. "Yeah, but Vegeta likes his raw," he said. "I can eat 'em rare, but not raw like he does." He rolled to his side, grinning at her. "Speaking of Vegeta, is he pushing you to enter the tournament? My dads are. Dad keeps coming over here to drag me off to train. I mean, I like fighting, but I don't have a passion for it the way he does. The way you do."

"Are you kidding me?" Paige said pulling her knees up to her chest and grinning at the Saiyan, "I've been pushing him to train me harder so I can enter into it." She laughed, "I've already submitted my application, I should hear back soon about my entry. They'd better take me too or I'll go and beat them up until they let me in." She smiled and looked at Goten, "Papaw told me about the tournament before Buu came, how he destroyed this punching machine they were using to screen people."

Goten snickered. "I remember that," he said. Everyone had been less than impressed with the Saiyan Prince that day. "I think Dad already filled out my entry form and sent it in for me. You know how he is." He sat up and grabbed up his controller again. "Ah well. I guess it's not so bad if it makes Dad happy. I should probably up my training though if you're entering." He nudged her with his elbow, "Come on. Let me kick your ass at least once. This is bullshit."

Paige laughed and cooed at him, "Awww would that make the little Saiyan happy if the girl let him win? I could just put down the controller and let you beat up my character. Would that satisfy you?" She winked at him mischievously, "And sure, why not, make Goku happy. You know how he is. He really is addicted to fighting...and you know, your mom and dad." She chose her character and waited for Goten to pick his, "Have you told them that you don't want to pursue fighting as a career?"

"No, not yet," he answered as their game started up and he began mashing the buttons on the controller. He screwed up his face in concentration, yanking the controller this way and that. "Let's not talk about Dad's mates like that. I don't need the mental image." He growled as Paige's character landed a good hit on his. "And nothing is going to satisfy me right now. I spent the whole week thinking about that chick. And the full moon is in a few days. I'm going nuts."

Paige grinned as she watched her character flawlessly take down Goten's. She spared him a sideways glance and smirked as she gave him a look up and down, "Mmm, so that's what's in your pocket. And here I just thought you were happy to see me." She waggled her eyebrows at him, "I could help you out if your date for that night doesn't pan out. I'd hate to leave my best bud all blue balled for that night. What friend would I be if I did that?" She said before she cheered as her character decapitated Goten's.

"This is the crap controller," he grumbled and dropped it on the floor. He looked over at her, thinking about her offer. Gods, that would be weird, wouldn't it? They'd been best friends since she was two and he was six. Now she was eighteen and he was twenty-two and he couldn't deny how beautiful she was. Her pale green skin, big blue eyes and her thick, curly pink hair. He shuddered. "YEAH. Let's do that. And then your father can slaughter me. That sounds like fun."

Paige cackled, "Ah, what he doesn't know can't hurt him, or more importantly, you." She reclined back and grinned at him wickedly, "Well, if you change your mind, you know where to find me, but you know, maybe we don't do it at the lookout, you know, dad can hear a pin drop. You don't want to see what he did to my last date that I tried to bring back. I think they are still picking pieces of him off of the sidewalk." She said as she turned to face him on her side, "I'm sure you'll find someone for that night. What happened to that red head chick you had on the sidelines?"

Goten thought back, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Uh, which redhead?" he wondered aloud. "Oh! That one. Meh. She wasn't that great. She just kinda laid there. And she was quiet. I couldn't tell if she was sleeping or just really not that into it." He sighed, "Your dad's been giving me looks lately. I think he's afraid that I'm gonna corrupt you, steal your virginity or some shit like that." He thought back to the last time he'd gone to the Lookout, the way Piccolo had watched him. He knew he had a reputation as a bit of a player, but he would never do that to Paige. He wouldn't hurt her for anything.

Paige snorted, "Well, I may still have my virginity, but I still have a list of people he'd like to tear the heads off of." She snickered, "And he does that to everyone. I think it's just like this look on his face. You know like, he held that look on his face so long that it got stuck like that." She stretched and sighed happily as her back popped.

Goten tried to stop himself from laughing and ended up snorting painfully through his nose. "Well at least it's not just me," he sighed. "It's cause you're so effin' sexy. Your dad knows you're too damn pretty. He's worried someone's gonna steal you away." He laughed again and wrapped his arms around her, falling over on the floor. "Unless you want me to steal you. I've been threatening to do it since I was a kid. Though, I have other reasons for it now." He grabbed her around the waist and bumped his hips against her backside, laughing until his eyes teared up. He loved joking around with her like that.

"Promises, promises," She said before she broke in to a fit of laughter, "Oh, you and I. I know we could take over the world." She said as she sat up and looked at the time, "Aw hell, it's about that time." She sighed, "I have training in the morning with Papaw." She grinned, "He might as well start charging all of us grandkids for lessons. He's loving his grandson. But dammit if I will let that one take my place by his side." She smirked, "Oh yeah, Vegeta got on some kid who walked me home from school. scared the living daylights out of him. It was as funny as hell."

"Nice," Goten chuckled as he got to his feet. He was sorry to see her go. It didn't matter how long he hung out with her, it could've been weeks at a time, and when it was time for her to go, he always missed her and looked forward to the next time he would get to see her. "I'm sure Dad will be here bright and early to drag me out for training, too," he said. He walked her down the stairs to the front door, giving a wave to his brother and sister-in-law on the couch. "I'm sure I'll have some sort of dating horror story the next time I see you," he joked as he opened the door for her. "Be good. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Which, you know, leaves your options pretty open."

Paige laughed and turned around, hugging Goten tightly as they stood on the porch, "You know me, I'll get into as much trouble as I can stand." She said, "I have to make up for my sister's straight and narrow path." She said with a smirk, "You'd better have a good dating horror story. They just crack me up, you know?" She bit her lip, working it between her teeth, "I'll see if I can't swing by again tomorrow or something. Give you another chance to lose again. Maybe if you cook for me, I'll let you win a round."

"No, next time I get the good controller and you get the crap one," he corrected her, standing by his claim that that was the reason he'd lost. He grinned and hugged her tightly before he moved to lean against the door frame. "I think I'll have some free time tomorrow afternoon before my date. I'll shoot ya a text."

Paige grinned and nodded, "I want all the gory details." She said as she hovered into the air, waving at him once more before she took off into the sky.

Goten tried texting Paige the next afternoon when he finally managed to talk his dad into letting him go for the day. Goku had looked a little disappointed, but perked up when Tien offered to spar with him and got Goten off the hook. But Paige didn't answer and he figured that she must've still been at Capsule Corp, training with Vegeta. Bulma never seemed to mind when he just stopped by, so he decided to go to the city and sneak a peek at the training she was doing.

It didn't take him long to get there and he let himself in, saying a quick hello to Bulma before he wandered down the hallways to the gravity room and looked through the tiny window into the room. He could see Paige squaring off against Vegeta, holding her own as she came at him with every attack she could think of. He had to admire her passion, her confidence. There weren't many who would venture into the GR with the prince.

Paige savored every hit, every punch. Her mind working through the tactical moves. Fighting for her was like an amped up chess game, trying to stay ahead of her opponent by several moves and then forced to change it all up on a dime. She panted as she landed on the ground, keeping her guard up as she turned, blocking a left hook from her Papaw before she mistimed his counter attack and was sent flying back into the wall. A splash of purple blood trickled down the side of her lips and she only laughed and renewed her attacks. She had to admit, her Papaw's passion for the fight had rubbed off on her. There was nothing better than the sweat from battle, the sting of a bruise and the sweet taste of a victory. She lost herself when she trained, time and the world around her just vanished and it was her and her opponent. She finally came skidding to a stop, grinning wildly, "That tournament is as good as mine." She said confidently.

Vegeta snorted as he dropped out of super Saiyan, his hair turning black once more. "That may be, but it's no excuse for skipping out on training sessions, so don't even think about it," he scolded and turned to grab a bottle of water. He knew she wouldn't, she loved training as much as he did.

She held a hand over her heart and looked horrified, "I am hurt, Papaw. When have I ever missed a training session." She said, giving him a wicked grin, "You know better than anyone that if I miss a training session, then something is seriously wrong. The world might be ending. I would panic then." She said as she walked over to him, taking the other bottle of water on the ground and taking a swig before she looked over to the door, feeling Goten's energy. She waved before she paused and looked at the clock on the console, "Oh hell, is that the time? I could have sworn it was six am just a few moments ago."

Vegeta chuckled at his granddaughter. They'd spent the whole day training, both of them so into the moment that they hadn't even thought about food or any other obligations they may have had for the day. "What's he doing here?" he asked, seeing Goten wave back at Paige. A smirk touched his lips. "Has he finally decided to take his training seriously and come here?" He knew that Goku was a bit bummed out that Goten wasn't training like he used to when he was young. Vegeta hit the buttons on the control panel, turning off the simulated gravity and opened the door. He frowned at the way Goten was dressed. "Those clothes aren't for training."

Goten laughed. "Nah, I'm not here to train, Vegeta. I just wanted to hang out with Paige for a little bit before I go out tonight," he said, grinning over at his friend. "But someone lost track of time again and didn't answer my texts." He crossed his arms over his chest and stuck out his lip, giving Paige his perfected puppy-dog look.

"Oh for god's sake," Vegeta growled and turned away, rolling his eyes.

Paige laughed, "I said I would give him some support before he goes out with...what's her name this time? Mandy? Martha? Oh god, tell me its not a Martha. Sounds like an old woman name." She said before she turned back to Vegeta, "Thanks for training today, Papaw. I'll see you later, yeah?" She said as she went over to him, giving him a quick kiss on his cheek. She grinned at the blush that appeared on his cheeks and she walked over to Goten, "Mmm, you know, you could always ditch the trash and spend some time with me, Goten." She said suggestively as she gave him a wink.

Goten laughed nervously as he felt Vegeta's power raise a bit. "What? Are you jealous?" he teased back. "And her name is Nina. You are so far off this time." He snickered and threw his arm around her shoulders, heading down the hallway with her to the living room. He heaved a sigh, "You gotta stop pulling that crap in front of Vegeta and your dad. One of them is going to murder me one of these days. Didn't you feel his energy spike when you said that? You know how protective they are of you. Especially around me," he added under his breath.

Paige chuckled, "Think of how much training you would get if you ticked one off. Though, I imagine the training would be more like survival training. Cause if they catch you, you be a dead man." She looked over at her shoulder, snickering as she caught Vegeta looking after them, "Besides, I rather like it when daddy and Papaw are protective of me. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside." She said.

Goten shook his head. "You are nothing but trouble. And I'm always the one that gets caught somehow," he grumbled, but he snickered as he said it, ruining the effect. All their lives, all he and Paige had ever done was cause trouble. He leaned his head back on the couch, sighing deeply. "I hope tonight goes well. I'm gettin' all edgy. Tomorrow's the full moon and it's already messing with me. This chick better be worth it."

Paige grinned and flopped on the couch, resting her legs over his lap as she relaxed, "Well, you know, I can always give you a nice handjob if it comes down to it." She said with a wink, loving the blush on his face, "Kidding, kidding. Gosh, you are so easy to get." She sighed and looked up, "So, what's the deal with Nina? Vegan? Vegetarian? Carnivore? Porn star? She's not from the local men's club is she?"

Goten slapped at Paige's thigh. "Stoppit," he laughed. "Yeah, she's some random bitch I picked up on the street corner." He rolled his eyes and shook his head. He hadn't missed the flash of Paige's fangs when she said the word "carnivore." A shiver ran down his spine at that and he pitied any guy who crossed her. "I dunno. We're supposed to go to some party tonight. Some college thing. She's a sorority girl." He grinned, thinking surely he'd get some that night and he hoped it'd be worth his while. He'd seemed to have a string of bad dates lately.

Paige grinned and tucked an arm behind her head, "Well, you know where to find me to tell me all about your glamorous date. Maybe you'll get lucky and stumble onto an orgy or something. Maybe you can take Phoenix with you and get him laid while you're at it." She said thoughtfully, "Papaw is giving me the day of the full moon off from training. Surprise there." She said with a grin.

"First of all, no, I am NOT taking Phoenix with me. I love my nephew, but we both know he's like dad on crack. I'm not trying to screw this up tonight with him bouncing all over the damn place," Goten said. "And second, you don't need to go any further with that. We all know how Vegeta gets on the full moon." He shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut. It was so weird to see Vegeta so affectionate towards Bulma on those days. He normally was so serious and distant, but the full moon completely changed him. He shuddered and opened his eyes to look at her. "They get all mushy and shit all day long. I can't stand to be over here when that happens." He snickered and puckered his lips at her, "Let's just make out all day long like horny teenagers."

Paige laughed and made a kissy face back at him, "I thought you would never ask, handsome." She gave him a wink before she sat up and stretched, "Guess your parent's house is off limits too huh? Gosh, where is a poor blue balled Saiyan without a mate supposed to go?" She laughed at the look he gave her, "Fine fine, lets just make out already, get it out of your system, just in case tonight bombs."

He threw his head back and laughed at her. "Yeah right. You're just trying to get me riled up," he accused. He looked at her, a curiosity growing in him. He'd never kissed her before, not really. A few pecks on the cheek here and there throughout the years, but never a real kiss. "You can't handle a Saiyan," he snorted cockily, sticking his nose slightly in the air. "I wouldn't want you to feel bad."

Paige rolled her eyes, "Lot of hot air in here, you just know you can't handle me. I am a high maintenance girl. You couldn't handle me. Nevermind the fact I'm perfectly happy to train all day long with little to eat." she winked at him before she sat up and leaned in closer to him, "You couldn't handle me even if you wanted to. I don't settle for anything less than the best."

He turned his face towards her, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Was that a challenge?" he asked. Oh, he was not about to lose a challenge to her. He took her face in his hands and tilted her head slightly before he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her softly at first before he parted his lips to taste hers. He slid one hand up into her hair as he deepened the kiss, pulling her closer to him.

Paige's eyes went wide for only a second before she smiled against him, kissing him back just as deeply, sliding her tongue against his, moaning softly at the taste of him. Okay, she could give him this one. The man knew how to kiss. She slipped her arms around his neck, tugging him closer, nipping at his lips with her teeth playfully. The thrill of the forbidden sending an excitement through her.

Goten groaned into the kiss, surprised by it. She was a damn good kisser, too. As was the normal for them, it became competitive, both of them kissing each other fiercely, moaning and giggling against each other's lips, completely lost in one another. That is, until strong hands grabbed the back of Goten's shirt and yanked him completely off the couch.

"THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Vegeta snarled, seeing red. He all but threw the startled young Saiyan across the room. He had never really had a problem with Goten, but he knew his reputation. It was no secret among the family that Goten changed girlfriends like most people changed their clothes. And he was not about to see his granddaughter hurt by him like that. "You keep your hands off her," he growled, pointing a finger at Goten.

Paige giggled and relaxed back into the couch, "Papaw, he was just proving a point to me. And I was proving one to him." She said as she fixed Goten with a heated stare before she mouthed to him, 'I win.' She grinned and reclined further, watching Goten backing up.

Goten's eyes flickered to his best friend, tempted to shoot back at her that she hadn't won, but he was far too distracted by Vegeta in that moment. "Really, Vegeta, we were just playing around," he said, holding up his hands. "I didn't mean anything by it. I swear. We were just being silly."

Vegeta crossed his arms, sizing Goten up as if he was trying to determine just how powerful of an energy blast it would take to take the young man's head clean off. "Joking or not, I don't ever want to see you mauling her like that again. You two need to knock this shit off," he barked before he rounded on Paige. "And if you think I'm pissed off, wait until Piccolo hears about this. And yes, I'm telling him so he can keep an eye on you two."

Paige fake pouted at Vegeta, "Spoil sport." She said before she pushed herself off the couch to stand next to Vegeta so she could wave at Goten, "About time for that date of yours, isn't it? Have a fun time with Tina." She said, grinning at him.

"NINA," he corrected her and huffed. He should've known better. Paige always got him in trouble. "I'll call you later," he said and gave a wave as he headed for the door. In truth, a small part of him was secretly grateful that Vegeta had broken them up. She'd gotten him far too excited as it was. It was strange to him, he'd never really looked at her like that before. He shook his head. It had to be the full moon fucking with him again.

Three hours later, Goten found himself locked away in the upstairs bedroom of some frathouse, tangled up in the bedsheets with Nina, both of them thoroughly enjoying one another. He pinned her arms above her head as he thrust into her, moaning wantonly as he sucked at her neck. Okay, so maybe she was a little ditsy, but she was pretty and fun to be around and that was good enough for him. It wasn't like he planned to take her home to meet his parents or anything.

Nina whined beneath him, kissing at his shoulder, his chest, as she tried to pull her wrists from his grasp. "Goten," she protested. "I don't like that."

"Sorry," he gasped and let go of her arms as he thrust a little harder into her. He pulled back to stare down at the pretty blonde beneath him and was relieved to find her smiling. "I didn't mean to." It was a lie. He always held their arms down like that.

"Mmmm, that's better," she purred as she cupped his cheek. She threw her head back and moaned loudly in pleasure. "See? Now I can hold you," she said and moved to wrap her arms around his back to hold him closer to her.

Goten panicked. He grabbed her hands again, this time entwining his fingers with hers as he held them on either side of her head. He didn't want her to touch his back. Just the thought of that alone made his erection subside slightly and he redoubled his efforts, fucking her harder, faster, determined to reach his climax. He sighed and reluctantly let her hands slip from his when she whined again. It became a battle, trying to keep her from touching him like that when she seemed determined to do so.

Her hand slipped away from him and she managed to wrap her arm around him, her eyes going wide as she felt the rough skin of his back. "Goten! What is that?" she cried, tracing her fingers down one of the many long lines of scars there.

Goten shuddered and his stomach flipped as he felt the uncomfortably numb sensation of someone touching his scars. He felt sick now. He pulled out of her and sat back on his heels, frowning at her as his erection wilted. God damn it all. He could see the look on her face, the shock and worry in her eyes. He despised that look. "It's nothing," he muttered and reached for his shirt, quickly pulling it on before he grabbed up his pants and stepped into the small adjacent bathroom.

Nina sat up in the bed, pulling the covers up to her chest. "Hey! What's the matter? I just wanted to know what that was," she said, looking curiously at him. "Aren't you coming back to bed?"

"No," Goten answered and tossed the condom in the trash before he dressed properly and washed his hands. His skin was crawling and he suddenly didn't find her attractive in the least. "I think I'd rather go back downstairs to the party." Worry coiled in his stomach as he wondered if she would say anything to anyone else about what she'd felt on his back. Maybe she would forget all about it; she was sort of tipsy already. He awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. "So, ah, thanks, I guess," he muttered lamely.

"Thanks?" she repeated back to him, cocking an eyebrow in disgust. "For what? Neither of us got there. That was, like, the most uneventful sex ever." She frowned as she looked at him, but finally heaved a dramatic sigh and rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I heard you were a really good lay, but now I think that was just a bunch of rumors. What's the deal?"

He frowned back at her. What was he supposed to say? That he'd tried to keep her from touching the scars on his back because they disgusted him? Even now, he could still feel the ghost of her touch and his made him shudder violently. He hated the scars his mother had left on him. He mentally shook himself. Chichi was no longer his mother as far as he was concerned. He hadn't considered her to be his mother for years. And he'd done everything in his power to hide those scars from everyone over the years.

His fathers had seen them when he was little. After the marks healed. He remembered the Christmas when Tien had finally seen them, he remembered the look of pity in his eyes. It was the same look Goku had given him when he saw the scars for the first time. And Gohan had seen them. He hated that look. And he had been very careful to hide them ever since. Not even Paige had seen the scars on his back. She was the last person in the world he wanted to see that look from. He shuddered again.

Nina narrowed her eyes, looking furious and hurt. "I can see you shuddering," she remarked. "Am I really that much of a turn-off?"

"Just forget it," Goten muttered and left the room, rejoining the noisy party downstairs. He was greeted by a couple of his friends and offered a beer, which he eagerly accepted. He needed a drink after that fiasco.

He tried to avoid Nina for the rest of the night, but it was like every time he turned around, she was shooting him dirty looks from across the room as she quickly downed drink after drink. He cringed when she got up and turned up the volume on the stereo, loudly proclaiming that it was her song, and began to dance all by herself in the middle of the room.

"Hey, man, isn't that your date?" one of his buddies teased as Nina tripped over her own feet and fell over the coffee table.

"Nope. Never seen her before in my life," Goten said and turned away quickly, downing his beer. He tossed it in the trash and sighed. "You know what? I'm out of here. Screw this. I've got someone cooler to hang out with." And with that, he left the party as quickly as possible.

Goten landed as silently as possible on the Lookout and dropped his powerlevel. He wasn't hiding from Piccolo, exactly, but he knew Paige's father had to be rather put out with him at the moment if Vegeta had spoken to him. It wasn't uncommon for Goten to randomly show up at the Lookout late at night and hang out with Paige or for her to show up at his brother's house. But it was later than usual and Goten didn't want to risk waking Piccolo up and pissing him off. He crept down the hall and stuck his head into Paige's dimly lit bedroom. "You awake?" he whispered.

Paige was still dressed as if she had been expecting him. She moved the door open up all the way, letting him in before she closed the door behind her and turned towards him, pausing to light some candles and incense. "So how did it go? Badly I imagine."

Goten inhaled the smell of the incense, finding himself instantly relaxing. "Is it that obvious?" he chuckled. He sat down on the floor and leaned back against the side of her bed. "Man, what a night. First Vegeta gets up my ass for joking around with you, then I tried to, ya know, with Nina... Jeez, that chick is a bad lay. I couldn't even finish," he muttered in an irritated sort of way. He didn't even think about sharing this type of stuff with Paige. He always talked to her about it. They knew each other too well. "Then she gets drunk and starts trying to dance. NO ONE ELSE was dancing. She fell face-first into the coffee table, too," he snickered. He sighed and leaned his head back. "Stupid bitch. I'm not going out with her again."

Paige laughed her head off. " I keep telling you, you sexy thing, that there are no women out there to handle you." She smiled and walked back to her bed, and reclined on it, "Come up here silly Saiyan, I want to hear all the details."

Goten gave a little groan as he pushed himself off the floor and laid in bed next to her. "Yeah, I know, but they can all keep trying," he grinned. He shook his head, "You don't wanna hear the details on this one." He cringed as he thought about Nina's reaction when her fingertips had brushed over the slightly raised scars on his back. He'd worked hard his whole life to hide them from Paige and everyone else he knew. He remembered one day when he was younger and he'd taken a shower at his Dad's cabin. He'd stepped out of the shower without his shirt on and he'd seen the look on his father's face when Goku saw the scars on his back. He never wanted anyone to ever look at him like that again. "Just another stupid date with a stupid girl. Why do I always end up with the airheads?"

Paige chuckled, "What can I say? You are just so hot..." She trailed off. "What did you expect to happen?" she asked. " I can't imagine it. There are too many airheads out there trying to tame you. Me? You? We are never supposed to be tamed. We are who we are."

Goten chuckled at her calling him hot. "Oh, you want a shot at the Saiyan now, too huh?" he teased. He rolled on his side and looked at her, propping his head up on his hand. He felt his length twitch as he remembered their kiss earlier. "You know, I didn't get a chance to say it earlier, but you're a damn good kisser," he winked. He dropped his voice to a playful whisper, "You wanna go round two?"

Paige laughed as she curled up on her side facing him on her bed. "Oh oh oh, what's this? You want lessons of my kissing technique? I'm going to start charging you know," she said, looking him up and down, grinning as she saw the slight bulge in his jeans. "Careful, if my dad or Papaw see you with that they will cut it off and beat you over the head with it." She smirked, "Or was this chick such a bad kisser you need something to wash your mouth out with?"

Goten chuckled. "I think you're mistaken, little Namek. I'M the one giving YOU lessons." He shifted uncomfortably on the bed as his erection strained against his jeans. Damn, how close was it to the full moon? He was feeling even hornier than usual and that girl had totally blue-balled his evening. "And I already washed my mouth out with plenty of beer," he snickered.

Paige chuckled and reached out, fluffing his hair. "I'd say go to the bathroom and rub that one out, but Daddy would probably hear you." She grinned at him and scooted closer to him, feeling a companionship with him that spanned back since the beginning of her lifetime. "So scale of one to ten how bad was she compared to… ah… Jean… Jeanette… Jenah? You need to date less so I can remember all their names."

Goten thought back, remembering a particularly bad date that ended up with a girl puking in his lap while giving him road-head. He cringed at the memory. "A four," he muttered. He cocked an eyebrow at Paige, she'd scooted so close to him, and an ornery grin split his face. "You could rub it out for me," he joked, playfully bumping his hips against hers. He loved joking with her like this, being so incredibly comfortable in each other's presence that even the most intimate personal problems didn't bother either one of them. Although, he couldn't help thinking it might be nice if she did it.

Paige grinned at him, bumping back at him. "Hmmmm. What will you give me if I do? Oh, I want breakfast in the morning." She winked at him. "And you have to promise to call," she teased, "Mmm and I would give you a new goal to shoot for in women, pun intended. Gods, the last guy I jerked off barely lasted two seconds and he was the smallest thing you ever did see. He kept telling me that the size didn't matter. I was like, well yeah, but I bet it helps a little." She threw her head back and laughed.

Goten laughed with her. "Funny how guys who come up short always say that," he laughed. A smirk pulled at his lips. "You'll notice, of course, I NEVER say that." He tried to bite back a laugh, not wanting to wake Piccolo if they got too loud, but was unsuccessful and had to bury his face in the pillow for a moment to compose himself. He finally laid back, drawing a deep breath. "Ah, I'm not gonna make you do that," he said, an amused smile still pulling at his lips. "Might be grounds for my execution if Vegeta finds out."

Paige chuckled and scooted close, laying her head on his arm and sighed. "Darn, and here I was wanting to see how you compared. I need a higher standard in the men I date," she said, closing her eyes and reaching down to pull up the covers around them. "Besides, you know I like cuddling. How can I cuddle you when you've got wood, man? Awkward!"

Goten bit his lip and groaned. He tried to think of anything that would cause his erection to subside, but now all he could think about was Paige's hand on him, stroking him off. He was starting to ache. "Dammit," he growled. "Well, if you're just looking for a comparison, I suppose a little visual wouldn't hurt, right?" he chuckled, his hand undoing his belt slowly, watching her reaction to see if she laughed and turned away or if she would encourage him. She was his absolute best friend in the world and he didn't want to risk ruining that. But at the same time, they shared so much with each other, would it really be that awkward afterwards? "You know you wanna get a look at this sexy Saiyan," he teased.

Paige laughed, "Oh you know I do." She chuckled and reached for his zipper, undoing it. Gods he was hot, she could feel him through the fabric of his jeans, "I'm serious about the breakfast thing. I know you got mad skills in the kitchen thanks to that mom of yours. And do try to keep quiet. I rather like you, I'd hate to see Dad beat you up." She grinned, almost gasping as her hand closed around the impressive length. She pulled down his underwear, freeing his erection. It was so taboo. Her best friend, in her bedroom and she was giving him a hand job to help him out. Oh the things she did, but then again, this was nice. Much nicer than the boys she dated. "Not bad, Saiyan. I can barely get my fingers around you." She paused a moment, turning away and squeezed some lotion into her hand from her nightstand before she turned back to him, rubbing her hands together to warm it up before she curled her fingers around him again.

Goten couldn't believe they were doing this. He'd have to find a better way to thank her than just cooking her breakfast. He sucked air through clenched teeth as her hands closed around him, stroking his cock. He rolled to lay flat on his back, his arms over his head, gripping the headboard. "Oh, fuck, Paige," he gasped, thrusting his hips up into her grip. He bit his lip again, his throat going tight as he fought the urge to moan or cry out. "Squeeze it tighter," he encouraged, looking down and watching her pale green hands slide over his flesh. Gods, this was wrong, but he loved it.

Paige chuckled and rolled to her side, squeezing her hand tighter around him. Gods, he was so hot. This was certainly up there on the list of things they had done that they didn't tell their parents about. She hardly felt like this was beyond their comfort zone. "Gods, I just hope this doesn't make you awkward to be around," she casually commented as if they did this all the time. She carefully looked him over, yes, she was going to have to set higher standards for her men from now on. Good gods, this guy had a package. The veins running up the side, the deep dark red of it. The balls that were tightly drawn up against his body. The drop of precum at the tip.

Goten shook his head. "No," he answered and paused to swallow. "Things will never be awkward between us," he promised. He looked at her, her slender frame, her beautiful eyes, full lips. He carefully reached over and cupped her breast with one hand, squeezing it gently, feeling the nipple firming through her shirt. "N-Nothing wrong with friends... helping each other out... every now and then... right?" he panted, his back arching off her bed. "Oh gods, Paige, you're gonna make me come."

Paige moaned at the feeling of him cupping her breast. "Good gods man, you know how to touch a woman, don't you?" She chuckled at him, "And my dear, I thought that was the whole point of this exercise? Or did you not want to come?" she teased, taking her hand completely off of him, watching in delight as his throbbing member twitched. She licked her lips as she watched another drop slide down the side of his shaft. Gods, sucking him off probably would be too far.

"Don't stop!" he whined, throwing his head back against the pillow and lifting his hips up. "Paige, don't tease me like this, please!" He snapped his mouth shut, barely daring to breathe as he realized he'd been a little loud. He listened carefully for any sign that her dad might be heading towards her room, but he heard nothing. "Make you a deal," he whispered frantically. "You get me off and I'll get you off. PLUS breakfast in the morning. Now PLEASE. Please touch my cock. I'm so close, I can't stand it."

Paige grinned at him, grasping his cock again, "Mmm, how can a girl refuse?" She stroked him again, firmly squeezing from base to tip before she gathered the fluid at the tip, using it to slick her grip more and moved her hand quickly over him, squeezing hard as she jerked him off, loving that she got him to speak, sounding so needy, so full of want and desire. Gods, and he smelled fantastic. Her own center was growing wet from watching him enjoying himself. She grinned more when she felt the telltale throb deep in the flesh. "That's it, you naughty little Saiyan. Come for me."

Goten keened and yanked the pillow out from under his head to cover his face with it, muffling his sob of pleasure as his cock pumped into her hand, the hot cum shooting over her hands, his stomach, his shirt. He continued to buck up into her grip as he came so hard it made him see stars. He finally relaxed into the mattress, grabbing her wrist to stop her strokes, his body spent. He pulled the pillow away and grinned lazily up at her. "Holy shit, girl, you know how to stroke cock. That was awesome." He heaved a sharp breath and sat up, looking her over. "Well, I suppose I need to return the favor now, huh?"

Paige chuckled, reaching over for the tissues on her bedside table. "Fuck yes you do." She moved to clean him up, gently wiping up the mess made, "Good gods, she really did leave you blue balled, didn't she? Stupid bitch." She shook her head at his shirt. "I can throw that in the wash for you if you want? After you help a gal out. Let's see if you are good with those hands. And I want an omelette for breakfast, with those chickens your mom has. Those are the best eggs."

Goten nearly stripped off his shirt, but thought better of it. "Nah, that's okay," he said, grabbing some more of the tissues and wiping his shirt off. "Eh, good enough," he shrugged. He looked her over, a smirk working its way across his face. He pushed on her shoulders to get her to lay back across the bed and slid his hand between her legs, cupping her sex, smiling wider at the heat he felt there. "Just my hands?" he teased, running his tongue over his lips.

Paige nearly gasped at the feeling of him cupping her so intimately like that. She was so horny from watching him get off on her touch alone. Best friends with benefits, she supposed. She grinned at him, "Well, you can use more if you think you can impress. I hear Saiyans have quite the appetite." She grinned, reaching up and ruffling his hair before she bucked her hips up into his touch. "I don't care what you do, just get me off. Show me that men still know how to do this."

Goten crawled over her body, rubbing her through her jeans, and tugged her shirt up. His eyes roamed over her breasts, hidden beneath the pretty bra she wore. He tugged one of the cups aside and captured her nipple in his lips, suckling it gently, tracing the edge of it with his tongue. Gods, he'd have to be careful or they'd end up fucking by the end of the night. And THAT would be taking it too far. No matter what else she had done with others, he knew she was still technically a virgin. His hand quickly unzipped her jeans and he slid his hand into her panties, his fingertips finding her swollen clit. He trailed down farther, teasing the opening to her body. "Mmmm, Paige, you're wet already," he purred, dipping just the tip of his finger into her to wet it, then moved his hand back up to swirl around her clit.

Paige keened, thrusting up against him, chuckling. "Must be a fluke," she teased, biting off a moan as he twirled his fingers around just right and gods, this man knew what to do with breasts. "Good thing you know what to do with a decent pair of tits. Most men just try to twist them right off. Sorry, I mean boys." She bucked up into his touch, "Good gods, you are good at this."

He tried not to smirk too much at her compliments. He moved to her other breast, nuzzling aside the fabric, and paid it the same slow, deliberate attention. He wet a second finger, using two of them to carefully stroke her clit. He knew how to wind a woman up, to make her beg for release. He gently tapped his fingers against her body for a moment before he started stroking her clit again, circling it, ever so slightly pinching it, trying to gauge what she liked best.

Paige keened and whined, bucking up into his touch. "Gods that feels amazing," she gasped. "What… ngh… what can I do to hire you on as my personal masturbator?" She keened and thrust up against him, loving the feeling of her clit between his two wet fingers. "Oh gods yes, just like that!"

"Shhhhh!" he scolded as he rubbed her just exactly the way she wanted him to. "If your dad catches us, I'm dead!" He nipped at her breast, teasing her nipple with his teeth, quickening the movements of his fingers. "You keep gettin' me off and I'll do it for you," he whispered, moving back to her other breast again. "Now come for me, Namek." He sucked her deeply into his mouth, working her sensitive flesh with his tongue, his fingers pressing harder against her body.

She was his puppet and as he commanded she did, biting her lip so hard when she came she drew blood, nearly curling in on herself as she came, thrusting hard against his fingers before she finally fell back, panting hard, her blood singing from her orgasm. "Oh fuck... You've spoiled me… not one of the guys I've dated could do that. Fuck me."

Goten's eyes went wide at her last two words. "Don't tempt me," he warned with a chuckle. He pulled back from her and gently adjusted her bra and shirt to cover her. He withdrew his hand from her jeans and looked at the glistening juice there. He looked at Paige, cocking an eyebrow, and popped his fingers in his mouth, suckling the digits with a light moan.

"I didn't mean fuck me, I meant fuuuck me." She laughed and slapped his shoulder playfully, "Tease. Now can we cuddle so I can get some sleep?" She grinned at him, reaching down and tugging her jeans off and crawled under her covers, pulling them back so he could crawl under as well. "Gods, are all your dates going to be this bad? Just so you can get the best friend treatment? I'll start knowing something is up if you show up here each day."

He grinned mischievously. "If this is what I have to look forward to, you won't be able to get rid of me." He laid down on his side, curling around her, nuzzling into her silky hair. "Hey," he said softly, his tone suddenly serious. "We're okay, right? I don't want this to change our friendship. Like you said, you and I aren't meant to be tamed. We're different than everybody else."

Paige curled up around him, like old times when they would have naps together. "Yeah, we're good. That was fun." She winked at him, "Why? Are you having second thoughts? Was it too weird?" She grinned. "Not like it's something I haven't seen before, but my oh my you did grow up, didn't you?" She draped her arm over him and looked up at the ceiling. "I feel completely fine, like nothing's wrong. We could have just been talking about the weather or something. It was good. You know?

He chuckled, feeling a relief wash over him. "It was damn good," he answered. "And, no, I don't feel weird about it at all." He stretched and yawned, feeling sleepy. "And you just earned yourself the best breakfast ever." He turned his head and nipped playfully at the tip of her long ear. "Ah, man, I don't wanna go," he whined, hugging her closer. "But good gods, I don't want to see the look on your dad's face if I sleep in your bed tonight. After what happened at Capsule Corp, pshhhhhhh." He shook his head and stared up at the ceiling. "I can only imagine what your dad thought."

Paige shivered at the nip on her ear, smiling, "Gods, I know. Like, I'm an adult, I can make my own choices now, but they are rather protective of me, arent they?" She chuckled. "We could always go sleep at your dad's place, but I think that might be awkward. Especially if they are… you know… having sexy times of their own and all that. It is awfully close to the full moon. But your dad seems cool to let us hang out together."

"Yeah, my dad's pretty awesome," he grinned. "Both of them are, actually." He sat up suddenly and grinned down at her. "You wanna go spend the night there? It's late. I bet they're already asleep. We can just sneak up to the loft and crawl in my bed. It's colder there, though. You'll have to cuddle with me all night. And that way I can make you breakfast in the morning."

Paige grinned, "Yes! Gods, that sounds amazing. Come on, lets go." She jumped up, tugging her jeans back on and reached for her jacket, shrugging it on. "You sure they won't mind? I do like that loft." She chuckled at the cold, she knew Goku hated the cold, he was probably had gone to bed early so he could stay warm all night.

"They won't mind at all," Goten grinned, taking her hand. "Hell, Dad will probably be excited to see us in the morning. If we're quiet, they won't even wake up. They never lock the door. I don't think it has a lock, now that I think about it." He shrugged and pulled her out into the hallway, looking to make sure no one else had woken up, before they tiptoed out onto the tiles and set off for the cabin.

Author's Note: We're baaaaaaaack. If you're new to our stories, you may want to read the previous installments before this one. However, I hope you can just jump right into it and enjoy it if that is what you wish. Leave us some reviews and we'll post faster, I promise, guys! ;)