Author's Note: Guess what? I finished the next two chapters, so each of them will be posted weekly. I hope you enjoy this chapter, as it includes lemon! Please review! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z and Lion King. I also don't own the lyrics. I'm only doing this for fun.

WARNINGS: Strong language and Shonen-Ai (male x male love)

Pairing: Vegeta x Kakarot, Gohan x Trunks

Cast:
Kiara – Trunks
Kovu - Gohan
Nala – Kakarot
Nuka - Ketsu (OC)
Pumbaa & Timon – Humans
Rafiki – Korin / Dende / King Kai
Simba – Vegeta
Vitani - Goten
Zira - Raditz

CHAPTER 35

Gohan gulped nervously when he realized that Trunks was not even playing around anymore. For a second there, he thought that he was looking at Vegeta. Even though they were blue, Trunks's eyes were so similar to Vegeta's.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Trunks suddenly punched Gohan in the face hard, sending him back into the pond. Gohan did not even see him coming this close. He must be either distracted by the Saiyan Prince's icy eyes or Trunks was faster and stronger than usual when he was only angry.

"You dared to say it now? After everything we went through?!" Trunks screamed at the older Saiyan. "I had been waiting to hear you say it! Now, you said it just because you thought I was leaving you?! Well, fuck you, bastard!"

"W-wait, Trunks!" Gohan quickly flickered from the pond to holding Trunks tightly. "Listen to me! You said you wanted to know what exactly happened, right?"

Trunks was thinking about going into the Super Saiyan mode but decided against it. He was pouting a little bit with his face on Gohan's strong and warm chest.

"Trunks… I love you. I really love you so much. I've been loving you since the day I saw you at the tournament. That… It's just… You are the Saiyan Prince, and I am a lowly Outsider. I never thought that I would ever have a chance to be with you. Every single dominant Saiyan in the kingdom wants you, but… you just brushed them away like nothing. I know that because you were being offered a mate ever since a few years ago but you rejected them every time. So, I thought… Now that you're finally mine, so I thought I lost you back there when your father banished me. But there you were, looking for me. I was so happy that I could be with you again. I can't just bear the thought of losing you again."

Trunks did not say anything except sighing lightly once.

"I'll say it again. Yes, it's all my fault. I decided on my own to do the mission to assassinate your father. But, that was before I got to know you and your family. Growing up, I was told by the Outsiders about how the cold-hearted 'fake' Saiyan Prince Vegeta killed Frieza who 'tried to make the planet a better place'. They were either wrong or manipulated. I tried to change their mind, but their hatred is way too deep. I'm sorry, but I should've seen the King for myself before agreeing to do the mission.

"So, it's up to you," Gohan finished, as he looked away from his dear Prince. "I'm so sorry, my Prince. I didn't mean to do anything to hurt you and others."

"Gohan…" Trunks mumbled against his mate's chest. He paused for a while while he was in deep thoughts.

"Trunks?" the former Outsider asked nervously. He was surprised when he felt soft lips on his own.

"It's ok. I forgive you. You still have me," Trunks said against Gohan's warm lips. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. I had no idea that you were used too."

"Used? I wasn't -"

"You know Raditz? When I was a child, I heard my parents arguing about him all the time. He was supposed to be my papa's brother or something. He was the one who manipulated nearly every single Saiyan in the kingdom. I can bet you that it was him who lied to you."

"So, I had been growing up with lies," Gohan shook his head furiously. "It doesn't matter anymore. I'm a rogue now. Nobody wants me."

"Except me," Trunks grinned at him, as he rubbed his knee against Gohan's groin lightly. "I love you too, Gohan," he growled playfully.

Before they knew it, their tongues were already playing with each other. Gohan pushed his tongue into Trunks's mouth, winning the tongue battle. He lifted his mate's legs, which wrapped around his waist, not breaking the kiss at all.

Stripping both of their shirts, Gohan carefully placed Trunks on the ground. They gasped for air when the kiss was finally broken.

Now that they were finally alone, Gohan wanted to take his sweet time. He wanted to memorize every inch of Trunks's body. He was his Saiyan Prince, whom he loved so much.

"Gohan?" The Saiyan Prince asked worriedly. Why was Gohan staring at him like that. He was feeling embarrassed just being looked at!

"Blushing?" Gohan smirked mischievously.

"No, I'm not!" Trunks's face became even redder at his mate's teasing question.

"You're so cute," Gohan chuckled lightly.

"Bastar- oh!" Trunks jumped when Gohan pinched one of his nipples lightly. "Tha - oh! That's not fair!"

Gohan was undoing Trunks's belt while licking and sucking each of Trunks's pink nipples equally. He pulled down the Prince's pants slowly, making him growl at how slow they were going at.

As if he was a loin, Trunks snarled at him in frustration. He wrapped his legs around Gohan's waist tightly, pulling his body against his own. They moaned lightly at their hot clothed erections rubbing against each other.

Suddenly, they rolled over with Trunks on the top. Trunks grabbed his mate's monkey tail, smirking at him.

Fuck. He looks so sexy, Gohan almost shivered at the thought.

Just when Trunks licked the tip of Gohan's tail, the Outsider purred loudly all of sudden. They both froze at the unexpected sound that escaped from Gohan's mouth.

"Wha-what was that?" Trunks could not help but laugh out loud.

"Shut up," the black-haired Saiyan growled at him. Since Trunks let his guard down, Gohan took this opportunity to turn over once again.

Pulling down the other Saiyan's pants and tossing over his shoulder, Gohan spread his mate's legs a little. After taking a few seconds of making sure that two of his fingers were wet enough, he probed his mate's pink hole starting with one finger.

"Oh!" Trunks gasped at the tingling feeling. Just with one finger? How is it even possible?

Gohan added the second finger, scissoring and stretching his mate. He was watching his prince's face the whole time, trying to take in all different kinds of expressions.

"I'm ready-" Trunks almost moaned when his prostate was probed. He yelped as soon as Gohan thrust into him with one fast shot. It did not hurt, but it did indeed surprise him by directly hitting his sweet spot.

"Ah, harder!" The Saiyan Prince shouted. His mate did what he wished, so he hit Trunks's prostate faster and harder.

Gohan leaned forward a little, closer to his bitten mark on Trunks's neck. He whispered into his ear, "I love you" right before he sank his teeth into his mate's neck suddenly. That was all it took for them come together.

~WE ARE NOT ONE~

Trunks cuddled Gohan's warm body, sitting on the same thick branch hanging over the pond and sighing happily.

The former Outsider wrapped his arms around Trunks's shoulders and placed his chin on the top of his mate's head. His tail curled with other's.

It was absolutely perfect for them. They were in their own world. They did not have to worry about what each Saiyan thought of them and how they judged them. It was so peaceful. They had never felt this before because Gohan had been training to become the killer for a long time and Trunks had been constantly worrying about how to act and behave appropriately as the Saiyan Prince.

Kakarot told Trunks many times that what exactly the Saiyans wanted from him was that he was to be himself. Then, the Saiyans would accept who he was, just like they accepted Vegeta who left them alone with the ruthless white monster, who ruled over them for years. Even after Vegeta came back, he was accepted once again. But still, every time Trunks was himself, he felt like he was looked down. He wondered if he was completely different. Was it because of his hair and eyes? Or was it how he behaved? Or was it something he said?

"Are you ok?" Gohan asked worriedly. "You have been awfully quiet. Oh no, is it sex?!"

"I'm fine," the Saiyan Prince grinned at him. "Sex was amazing! I… I wish my father understands this love… the reason why we love each other. He was way too stubborn to see this way."

"Why wouldn't he understand?"

"Oh yeah. My father already knows that we are mated," Trunks laughed loudly at Gohan's reaction. The look on Gohan was quite priceless because he dropped his jaw after hearing that. "So, he wanted to arrange the mate for me, so I ran away. But that is not the only one reason. I came to find you because I love you. I can't lose you either."

Gohan smiled nervously at him before glancing at the pond. "Yeah… Hey, look," He pointed one of his fingers at the pond, grinning widely. Trunks took a look and was completely surprised at what he was looking at.

Apparently, Trunks's shadowed half was overshadowed by Gohan's half. It was as if they were -

"We are one," Gohan finished Trunks's thoughts, smiling and nuzzling against Trunks's neck and taking in his wonderful sweet scent.

Trunks pulled away from him a little, once again shocked. He replayed the words, We are one, in his head over and over.

"Trunks?" Gohan asked nervously, wondering if he had done or said something wrong. Or was it sex again?! Either way, he was hated by the Outsiders and the Vegeta Kingdom. So, Trunks was only one person Gohan had.

Trunks was in deep thoughts. All of sudden, it made so much sense. No matter who they were, Saiyan or Outsider, they were one. That was what Vegeta talked about back then. He whispered almost to himself, "We are one."

"Yes," Gohan chuckled softly and nervously. "We can always leave the planet and live on Earth. Then...! We can start our own family there!"

The Saiyan Prince smiled at Gohan's eagerness. It was the first time that Gohan showed his real self. Back then, Gohan was careful, quiet, and self-conscious. But now, they were free... away from the judgment of both Outsiders and Vegeta Kingdom.

Trunks looked away from Gohan, his smile turning into frown. "Gohan… we have to go back."

"What? Where?" Gohan asked. All of sudden, Trunks became very serious. For some reason, Trunks looked quite similar to Vegeta… at least that was what Gohan thought.

"Where else? To the kingdom," the Saiyan Prince rolled his blue eyes, as if the answer was obvious. "We have to stop the Outsiders and the Kingdom from fighting each other."

Gohan raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What are you talking about? Just moments ago, you did not care about anybody else. What changed your mind?"

Trunks laughed again at his loving mate. "You did."

"I did?" The black-haired Saiyan was even more confused.

"Look, Gohan," Trunks ran his hand through his lavender hair. "They can't be divided forever. They are on the edge of starting the war. My father hates the idea of being betrayed, so… I don't think anybody will stop him except us."

"But that's…" Gohan said hesitantly. "We can stop the fight?"

"Somehow, yes. I'll figure it out when we go back, After all…" Trunks took Gohan's hand and continued, "I am Saiyan Prince. Please come with me… my mate."

"Yes… my Prince," Gohan grinned, as he bowed his head.

"Don't do that bow again!" Trunks whacked him in the head with pink blush on his face cheeks. "Come on. We have to go and hurry!"

~TO BE CONTINUED~