A Desire Is Not a Wish
The Antonym of Reality
Goku sighed contentedly as his back fell into deliciously comfortable puffs of white comforter. His head hit the pillow, and already he could feel himself beginning to drift into sleep. As he reflected on his day, a satisfied smile formed on his lips. He had gotten to help out his old friend Bulma, catch up with her, and even seen Vegeta. And, his day had ended with a great night of training.
He sighed again, and closed his eyes. Life was great.
*Thunk, thunk, thunk*
"Wha…What?" Goku rolled over in his bed. The first thing to catch his eye was a tiny crack of light making its way into his room, and slowly growing. He looked beside him to see if Chi Chi was awake, but she was no where to be found. That was reassuring. It must be Chi Chi coming back into the room.
He turned his attention back on the door, which was now about halfway open, and he could make out a boot stepping into his room.
…A boot?
Goku sat straight up. Who was this intruder? The door finally revealed the identity of the late night prowler. It was…Vegeta.
"Vegeta? What are you doing in my-"
"Shhh, Kakarot," the prince placed a finger on his fellow saiyan's face.
Goku gave him a confused look, but remained silent.
"Kakarot," he began, "When I saw you today, I realized how long it's been since we've seen each other…alone."
"But Vegeta, you've never wanted-"
"Hush, Kakarot. Let me finish. It's been so long since I have been alone with you. So long since I've…looked at you." He stopped to lick a bit of moisture from his lips. "I needed to see you again. You…intrigued me today."
At the word "intrigued", Vegeta's finger slowly slipped from Goku's face. It tugged at his bottom lip, and slid down his jaw line before leaving him.
Goku looked at the prince, his throat a bit dry, trying to decipher from his expression if he was allowed to speak. He decided to give it a shot. "Vegeta, listen, I don't think you should be here. I think you should…go home."
Vegeta looked back at him, almost offended for a split second, and then returned to his original sultry expression. "Kakarot," he murmured, raising his hand toward Goku's face once more. "Don't think about what you should do. Think about what you want to do."
Goku barely had a moment to think before he found himself being drawn into Vegeta's intense gaze. "Vegeta, I…" He stopped himself. He couldn't lie anymore. He felt the prince's hands reaching around his neck, tugging gently at the collar of his shirt, pulling him forward.
He let himself be drawn into Vegeta's inviting lips, opening his mouth just slightly, about to allow him inside. He was almost there. He could feel the prince's warm breath tingling on his lips. Or perhaps the tingling was caused by his excited trembling. He wasn't sure, but he enjoyed the feeling nonetheless. Almost…there…
"Mmm, Goku," Vegeta moaned, closing in for a kiss that would shake the foundation of both their lives. "Goku…"
"Goku?"
"Huh?" Goku's eyes opened. He found himself staring into the eyes of his very confused wife. "Goku, why aren't you up yet? Don't you normally train a lot earlier than this? We need firewood for breakfast."
"Hm? Oh…yeah…don't worry, Chi Chi, I'll go get us some right now, okay?"
"Alright…" she gave him one last look before leaving the room.
"Ugh." Goku flopped back into his bed. What was that about? He looked down. Oh, no.
A slight bulge toward the middle of the bed stared back at him. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it toward his midsection. This was going to be hard to explain to himself.
When he pushed himself from his bed ten minutes later, he splashed some water on his face, and reached for his training clothes and backpack. Then he thought better of it, and dropped the backpack. He wouldn't need equipment today. All this training must be having an effect on him.
Yeah, that was it.
Thanks for reading :). I'm enjoying writing this, so I'll probably have the next chappy up very soon. I Hope you're all enjoying the holiday season! You know what I like for Christmas? Lots and lots of reviews! :P