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Galanga made it her first priority the next day to talk to Goku. She skipped out on breakfast, dashing from their living quarters on the ship before her parents could ask where she was going. She didn't know if Kayle had told Maiz about his… love life, and she didn't want to betray his secret.
As she walked through the back door of Capsule Corp. she had to stop and laugh.
Goku sat at the table, surrounded by food, and was steadily eating his way through all of it. Vegeta was shaking his head, holding his plate away in disgust as Trunks fought the Earth raised Saiyan over a plate of bacon.
She smirked, walking by and swiping the food, making both men glare at her.
"Now now children, if you can't learn to share, no one gets it." she chided, setting down by a laughing Vegeta. She winked at her intended, helping herself to her prize.
"What are you up to today, besides stealing our food?" Goku asked, huffing as she finished off the bacon.
"Not much. What about you?"
He shrugged, smiling at her slightly.
"We could take another trip to the pond?" he asked sly.
She blushed faintly, avoiding looking at the other two Saiyans in the room.
"I-if that's what you w-want." She said, stuttering a bit.
Pushing his plate back onto the table, he motioned her to follow him.
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They didn't even make it into the water this time.
She pulled her clothes off and before she could even take another step, he had her in his arms, pulling her down to ground.
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After an hour of … getting to know each other better, they pulled their clothes back on and Galanga sat at the water's edge, looking up at Goku with trepidation.
"I need to ask you something and I need your promise that it goes no further, alright?" she asked him, patting the ground next to her.
He sat, relaxing next to her, leaning back on his elbows in the grass.
"Sure, Langa. What is it?"
She nervously fiddled with the hem of her pants leg, before taking a deep, steadying breath.
"What do you think Vegeta would do if he thought Trunks was g-gay?"
Goku stared in shock for a moment, his mouth hanging open.
"Uhhh, well…. I – I don't know… What's going on, Langa?" he asked, sitting up straight.
She sighed, leaning against his arm.
"Kayle and Trunks have something going on…. He – He said that they were worried about what Vegeta will think… Father is a pushover; he won't care who Kayle is with, as long as he's happy. But I don't know about Vegeta. I told Kayle I would ask you what you thought his reaction might be." She explained, looking up at him imploringly.
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"I don't really know, honestly. I mean, I know Vegeta cares for Trunks… and I've never really heard him say anything bad about anyone being gay..." he scratched his head, looking thoughtful.
"I honestly thought it would be Trunks and Goten."
She snorted, busting out laughing.
"What?! I did! If you had seen them growing up you would understand!" he laughed, shaking his head. "I'll try to ask him a few questions, alright? Maybe he'll let something slip?" he gave her lopsided grin, leaning in and kissing her cheek.
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"So would it matter if one of your children were?"
Vegeta snorted, shaking his head.
"Of course not! You and these damn earthlings! Love is love, Kakarott, regardless of race or sex." He grunted, crossing his arms.
"Now what is this about? You've never gotten philosophical during training before."
Goku coughed nervously, avoiding the older Saiyan's eyes. Vegeta would know if he lied, so the best thing to do would be to avoid him.
Vegeta, though, had other plans.
He walked up to the taller man, forcing him to look at him.
"Kakarott, what -?"
He broke off as Goku blushed, and backed away.
"Dammit Kakarott! What the hell is going on? If you were asking for yourself, I don't swing that way and you have an intend-"
"NO! NO! God no, Vegeta! Trust me, I'm completely happy with Galanga!" Goku shouted, holding his hands up. Vegeta glared at him, trying to see if he was telling the truth.
He must have seen something that convinced him, though, because he got right back up in Goku's face.
"Then tell me what it is about, Kakarott." He growled out.
"I –I can't tell you…"
Vegeta continued to glare, making Goku shuffle around and try to avoid his eyes.
"Is this about my son?"
Goku paled, making Vegeta smirk.
"Thought so. Just so you know, Kakarott, I always figured as much. Tell me, did he and your youngest finally proclaim their love for one another?" he sneered.
Goku started to chuckle, making Vegeta glare once more.
"No, but that's what I thought as well." He explained before the older Saiyan could argue.
'Then who is it?"
Goku sighed.
Langa was going to kill him.
"It's Totoma's youngest, Kayle."
Vegeta nodded in approval.
"I will have to congratulate him, then. He-"
"NO! I wasn't supposed to say anything! Let him come to you! If not, Galanga will be furious!" Goku said, grabbing the other man's shoulders and shaking him slightly.
Vegeta wrenched himself from the younger's grasp, shaking his head in disgust.
"Get a grip, Kakarott! You are going to have to learn how to stand up to the women in your life," he snapped, brushing the wrinkles out of his shirt.
"I'll tell Trunks that I figured it out, alright?" he said, glaring at the taller man. Goku nodded in relief.
"Alright, but just leave me out of the conversation, okay?"
Just as he spoke, the door to the GR opened, revealing a red faced Kayle along with a smirking Trunks. When he spotted his father, though, the smirk dropped.
"F-father, I didn't know you would be training today?" he said, fidgeting nervously. Kayle looked ready to melt into the floor as the two older men stared at them.
Vegeta glared, walking over and eyeing both of them.
"Is there something going on between the two of you?" he barked, making both boys jump.
"W-what?" Trunks yelped, but instinctively blocking Kayle behind him.
Vegeta smirked at the action, making Trunks blush.
"Don't lie, Trunks," he admonished, arching a brow.
Trunks spared a glance at Kayle before sighing.
"Y-yes, father…. I – I want t-to court Kayle… Do I have y-your b-blessing?" he stuttered, his eyes, on the floor.
Vegeta continued to gaze at him, finally reaching out and lifting the boys chin to look him in the eye.
"You are my son and I will stand by whatever you choose. You have my blessing to pursue him." he said.
Trunks' mouth dropped open in shock.
"R-really? You're not mad?"
Vegeta laughed, causing both of them to jump again.
"Mad that you have chosen a male as your mate? No. But I am angry that it took you so long to tell me, trunks." He said, eyeing his son. "I know I'm not the most reasonable person in the world," he said, ignoring the snort from Goku, "But I only want you to be happy. Whoever you, or Bulla, choose doesn't matter to me as long as they treat you well and you care for them."
Kayle peeked around his intended's shoulder, eyeing the Prince of all Saiyans.
"I-I'll be good to h-him," he whispered, his hand sliding into Trunks'.
Vegeta shocked both of them by smiling softly, nodding.
"I know you will."
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"GALANGA!"
She looked up from her book as her door opened, revealing a screaming Kayle, who tackled her on her bed, squeezing the life out of her.
"What the hell?" she squeaked as he held her in a vise grip.
"Vegeta gave us his blessing!" he shouted in her ear, making her wince.
"That's awesome Kayle! Can you let me breath now, though?" she chuckled, pushing him away a little.
He blushed, but hugged her, loosening up his grip on her.
"Thank you," he whispered, his voice thick with tears.
She kissed his head, smiling.
"What for?"
"Goku had been talking to him, Langa… I know you asked him to." He said, sniffling slightly.
Taking his face in her hands, she kissed his forehead sloppily, making him laugh.
"That I did. I guess Goku should get a reward for that…" she grinned, a glazed look in her eyes. Kayle gagged, trying to get away from her, but she held him there, laughing.
"Oh poor innocent baby! I didn't mean to hurt your little ears with that talk!" she teased, pinching his cheeks. He swatted her hand away, glaring playfully.
"Shush you, or I'll tell mother about your little play date the other day!"
She growled, swatting him on the head.
"Oh I don't think so! Who's going to be your alibi to spend time with Trunks once the courting starts, huh?" she teased.
He laughed, but sat up a little, starting to look worried.
"Langa, when – when should I tell f-father?"
She perked up, hearing Totoma enter their living quarters and smiled.
"How about now?"
Kayle paled as she pulled him up off the bed with her and tried to get loose.
"Wait! I can't do it! Not yet!" he yelped, but Galanga smiled softly.
"I'll tell him for you, kid. And I'll be right there with you the whole time. But the sooner they find out, the sooner you and Trunks can court." She reminded him.
He sighed, nodding at her.
Smiling happily, she dragged him in to the main room, calling out to their father.
"Father! I've got wonderful news!"
Totoma smiled indulgently at his two youngest, setting down on the sofa.
"And what would that be my dear?"
She grinned, pulling Kayle in front of her.
"Kayle has a suitor."
Totoma blinked slowly.
"What? Who?" he asked, jumping to his feet.
"Prince Trunks." She grinned smugly.
Prince TRUNKS?
But that would mean….
"What?"
Galanga smiled up at her father, nodding.
"Isn't is great, Father?"
Totoma stared at his youngest, his mind whirling.
His son was...
But he was being courted by Prince Vegeta's son…
But he was … gay…
He seemed to wilt right before their eyes. He didn't know how to deal with this.
He saw Galanga swelling in anger, looking remarkably like her mother as she sent him a deadly glare.
"It great, isn't it, Father?" she bit out, making it very clear that he should be happy.
Or else.
"Yes..." he said, weakly.
He glanced back to Kayle, noting his sons hurt expression. He sighed, reaching out and clasping the boys shoulder.
"My son…. Although I do not claim to understand you're ….. Decision…. I will stand by you." Kayle smiled, throwing himself into his arms and taking Totoma by surprise. While he was used to Galanga doing this, his sons had stopped by the time they were out of their toddler years.
Galanga grabbed them both in a tight hug, bursting into tears.
"Gods you're such a girl!" Kayle huffed, his voice muffled from being squished between them. Galanga gave a watery laugh, smacking him in the back of the head.
"Shut up, fairy."
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One wonderful thing to come from Kayle's situation was that her parents were focused on him at the moment. Their mother seemed to be floating on air at the thought of two of her children being courted.
Kayle being gay didn't bother her in the slightest. She had just smiled, and nodded, saying, "A mother always knows," before hugging him.
Poor Maiz was harassed daily now, by Olave, who wanted to know why he hadn't found someone yet. Was he even looking? Was he being too picky?
He had taken to glaring at his siblings whenever he saw them.
But Galanga didn't care. She was able to get by her mother with ease, now that she was focused on those two.
As the days passed, though, she began to really think about her situation.
She felt like her courting was needless, honestly.
Courting was supposed to be a sort of trial period, a time when you see if you and you intended are compatible.
She and Goku got along. They had spent time enough time together just talking to figure this out. His morals and beliefs coincided with her own, he calmed down her temper, and she brought out his intellectual side.
It just seemed to her that they were wasting time.
But could she talk him into bypassing it and mating with her so soon?
She was positive she could, as long as she could get passed his moral obligation to Olave. While his honesty was something she admired, at times like this, it was frustrating.
She would have to come up with something he couldn't resist, something that would make him think of nothing but her and their mating…
She grinned mischievously.
She had to bring out his dominate side.
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Planning her outfit for the day carefully, she chose the skimpiest dress she owned; a tiny, black strapless one that barely covered her backside, and wore nothing beneath it.
Packing a small bag of… provisions… she made her way off the ship, feeling a blush rise as heads turned her way. She wasn't used to this kind of attention, and any other time, she would have made them regret it, but right now, she had a mate to seduce.
Fate seemed to be on her side as she spotted Goku sitting alone in the garden, staring off into the distance, lost in thought.
She smiled, her heart swelling at the sight of him.
Sneaking up slowly, she grabbed his sides, making him yelp and almost fall out of his seat. He turned to glare at her, his eyes bugging at her attire.
"Want to go somewhere a little more private?" she whispered, sitting in his lap. His arm wrapped round her and he nodded.
"W-where to?" he stuttered, his eyes lingering on the generous amount of cleavage that was right in his face.
She kissed his temple, snuggling closer to his chest.
"What about your house?"
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