Holy Lemony Snicket! This was a fun chapter to write.

Just a warning! There is MATURE CONTENT at the end of this chapter!

Don't like it? Don't fucking read it!

As it was put in the comments: It's about to get real gay in here.

Lord Vegeta awoke in an unfamiliar room. As he sat up and looked around the large space, he noticed another bed on the adjacent wall. Both beds were a deep purple, the Destroyer's favorite color. Walls around him were charcoal gray. As Vegeta's feet touched the floor, he noticed the carpet below him. It was the same color as the bedding, and probably the softest material the Destroyer's feet had touched.

I can't believe the bastard knocked me out cold and left me here. Where the hell am I anyway?

Vegeta's only real guess was this happened to be a rest area within his Attendant's staff. He appreciated the small touches to the room, like the fact the beds were the entire length of the room apart. Looking to his left, he noticed a bathing area with a large tub through a doorway. Walking toward the room, the Destroyer also noticed a waterfall shower once he got close enough. The bathroom itself was as big as a normal room.

Once fully inside the space, Vegeta notices just how big the room is. The Destroyer looks over at the bathtub, which was the size of a small pool. It took over the right side of the room, the waterfall shower right next to it. To his left were the sinks, along with an entire station for toiletries. As he continued to examine the space, Vegeta noticed another door.

Walking toward the new room, he quickly opens it to reveal a small open room. There was black tile in this room, unlike the charcoal color of the other space. The walls were a bright white. Vegeta quickly noticed laundry chutes and places to store armor. The Destroyer noted this room led into the back of the kitchen. It was something Lord Vegeta was never expecting.

Never before have my training spaces had such… luxurious accommodations. This space is fit for a King.

It was at that moment the Destroyer remembered something Vados once said. " It wouldn't be in the best interest of the artist to create a piece his patron can neither appreciate or understand."

Looking around the room for a final time, Lord Vegeta decides to leave it quickly, leaving his cloud of confusing thoughts behind him.

Did Kakarot build all of this for me? Just to give me the thing I have been desiring most? The perfect training arena that I can't destroy?

Although the lavish space warmed his heart, Vegeta couldn't help but think once again of the Oracle Fish. It was rare for the Oracle to be incorrect about anything.

Is this really Kakarot's way of motivation? The more Vegeta thought about it, the accusation was becoming more plausible by the second. For nearly their entire existence, Vegeta has used Goku as a means of reaching new heights. Whenever the two would start to become evenly matched, the younger Saiyan would break through the glass ceiling that is their power. For the longest time, this caused Lord Vegeta to feel as if the idiot was working against him. Only using him as a stepping stone to gain his own power.

It was still hard for the Destroyer to believe what the Oracle told him. The Destroyer's entire life has been dedicated to getting stronger, becoming the strongest in the Cosmos. Seeing the younger Saiyan as an ally, instead of someone blocking his path, was extremely hard for Vegeta to do. As he leaves the living quarters, Vegeta takes a look at the rest of their space. There were a couple of couches, along with a rather large television. Books were stacked neatly on their shelf near the TV. Upon closer inspection, Vegeta noticed they were mainly titles that intrigued him in the mortal realm.

Making his way back into the kitchen, Lord Vegeta began to speculate where his Attendant ran off to. There was no sound coming from the dining area, or from any other room in their space. As the Destroyer made his way through the dining room, he noticed a figure in the unforgiving environment of their training space.

So, Kakarot decided to train without me.

Before, the Destroyer would be furious by the sheer audacity of his opponent. How dare he train without him? Was he trying to get stronger on his own? With the Oracle's words now swimming in his head, it was like seeing Kakarot's actions in a new light. A new appreciation for his Attendant overcame Vegeta as he stood alone in the dining room.

Suddenly, the desert landscape around his Attendant transformed. The wind stilled, causing the haze of sand to disappear. The red sky took on a purple hue as a cluster of stars became visible. Vegeta noticed a large moon to the right as he made his way out of the dining area. Walking towards the battleground, the Destroyer took note of Goku's movements. Each turn of his body and movement of extremities was precise.

It didn't take long for Lord Vegeta's Attendant to notice his presence. Goku turns his attention to the Destroyer, greeting him with a smile. "Oh, you're awake!" A nervous look took over the Attendant's face. Goku's hand runs through the back of his hair as he chuckles nervously. "Sorry about earlier. I thought you were going to block it like you did before."

"It's the first good move you've made since you've gotten here, Kakarot." Vegeta snickers. "I was beginning to think I was supposed to be the one training you ."

"Ha Ha, laugh it up Vegeta." Goku rolled his eyes at the comment. It was true Vegeta had bested him in their last fight. The Attendant knew it was because of the slack in his training.

It was then the Destroyer's Attendant noticed he hadn't stepped foot on the sand. Smirking, Goku begins to stretch, even going so far as to jump around. The pressure of the dimension was not taking as much of a toll on his body anymore. "Are we going for round two? I seem to recall someone going on about destroying me. Can't do that from all the way over there."

Vegeta scoffed. "I can destroy you from anywhere I wish. I just don't want to be taken away by a sand storm if I try."

It took everything in the Attendant not to chuckle at Vegeta's comment. "While training here, I think I figured out one of the secrets in this dimension."

Goku's eyes were closed as he tilted his head towards the moon. "I noticed the more I started allowing thoughts to enter my mind, the harsher the conditions became. Which explains why there was a storm when we first arrived." Smiling at the feeling of the moon's rays on his skin, Goku slowly opened his eyes.

"Over time, Ultra Instinct has become second nature to me, allowing for some thoughts to pass through as I am in that state." Goku stated matter of factly. "But this training space is unforgiving."

"I know you don't need me telling you this." The Attendant looks at his pupil. For a moment he saw a look of frustration on his face. "You're well aware this is a problem you come up against frequently. This dimension is only here to help you with that."

"If your mind is clear, the surroundings will stay as they are. The more thoughts that clutter your head, the more extreme the conditions become." The Destroyer's Attendant once again closed his eyes, moving his body to the flow of energy around him. It almost looked as if he were dancing on air.

Once he finished his demonstration, Goku turned back to the older Saiyan. "I know you're capable." The Attendant says with a smile. "Keep your head clear, and step onto the sand."

Lord Vegeta walked into the laundry room. His entire body was caked in sand and mud. Never before had the Destroyer experienced a spar like that. It wiped nearly every ounce of his energy. The Destroyer felt too exhausted to walk. His muscles ached more than they have in thousands of years. As soon as Vegeta ripped the disgusting clothes from his body, he made his way to the bathroom.

Quickly, the Destroyer turns on the shower, allowing all of the hot water to penetrate his pores and remove a good portion of the grime that stayed on him. Closing his eyes, Vegeta let the water relax his muscles.

It was some time later, Lord Vegeta noticed another source of water running behind him. He was so exhausted, he didn't bother to constantly search for his Attendant's energy. It was no surprise Goku was here as well, his Destroyer made sure he got just as filthy as he did.

"Are you just going to stand under the water all day?" Goku's voice was closer than the Destroyer expected. It nearly caused Vegeta to jump.

"I was just enjoying it. Hot water's the best way to stop the ache in my muscles."

Footsteps made their way toward the Destroyer. Before Vegeta knew what was happening, he felt a strong pair of hands begin to massage shampoo into his scalp. This made the Destroyer relax immediately, turning into puddy in his Attendant's hands.

As Goku's hands worked their magic, he began to examine the body in front of him. New scars adorned the Destroyer's body, like a painted canvas telling a story. "Looks like you've had quite a few battles in the time we've been apart."

A small chuckle escaped the Destroyer. "Most were lucky shots. There have been a couple close calls, but most of my battles have left me wanting more. Almost like what you were describing to me."

Turning Lord Vegeta around, his Attendant began to wash the shampoo out of his hair. Gently dipping him backwards, Goku used a gentleness Vegeta didn't know he was capable of possessing. After removing all products from the Destroyer's hair, Goku takes his head back out of the water.

Grabbing a nearby sponge, Goku lathers it up with some soap before looking towards his Destroyer. "May I bathe you, my Lord?"

The question took Vegeta by surprise. Of course that's what he was already doing. But never before had Goku spoken to Vegeta like that. It sent a shiver down the very warm Destroyer. Unable to form a coherent sentence, Lord Vegeta nods to his Attendant.

With the utmost gentleness, Goku began to massage the sponge along the Destroyer's shoulders. The Attendant made sure to take his time, lathering up Lord Vegeta's arms and even taking his time to get his hands and fingers.

The entire display had turned the Destroyer into a pile of mush. Once his Attendant was finished with his hands, Vegeta turned around, bracing himself against Goku as he began to wash his chest. Noises barely audible to his Attendant were escaping the Destroyer's parted lips. His eyes remained closed as he reveled in the sensations taking over his body.

Unable to hold himself up any longer, Lord Vegeta wraps an arm around Goku's neck. His Attendant took the hint and offered extra support by wrapping a strong arm around the Destroyer's waste. Goku's cool breath chilled Vegeta's heated skin as he felt his Attendant's lips brush along his ear.

"Are you enjoying this, my Lord?" Goku's voice was barely a breath against the Destroyer's ears. The Attendant's strong arms moved Lord Vegeta against the warm tile wall, before getting onto his knees in front of the Destroyer.

Vegeta could only nod as he watched his Attendant lather his body in soap. Goku took his time with each inch of Vegeta's body, ensuring that it was clean. As his hands ran across the Destroyer's thighs, he could not stop himself from admiring how toned his muscles were. Giving them an extra squeeze, Goku continues his descent down Vegeta's body with the sponge.

Never once taking their eyes from each other, Vegeta's hand makes its way into his Attendant's wet chaotic hair. He let his hand rest there as he watched Goku bathe him. It was unlike any sensation he felt before. Having someone who was putting every ounce of attention into the Prince was refreshing, and addicting.

After all the suds had been wiped away, Goku takes one last look into the Destroyer's eyes. Vegeta's hand still in his hair, the Attendant decides to move slightly closer. This broke any space the two would've had. A gasp could be heard coming from the Destroyer's mouth, before his other hand made its way into his Attendant's hair.

"I think you missed a spot, Kakarot." The Destroyer's raspy voice sent chills down his Attendant's spine. Vegeta began to massage Goku's scalp gently, only adding to the pleasure the younger Saiyan was receiving.

"Allow me to clean it, my Lord." Goku states, looking into the Destroyer's onyx pools once more before discarding the sponge.

A smirk bestowed the Destroyer's lips. "How are you supposed to bathe me with no sponge?"

Instead of replying, Goku leans forward, gently running his lips along the Destroyer's abdomen.

A gasp escaped Vegeta's lips as he watched the display in front of him. Goku's lips ran along the Destroyer's abdomen before making his way to the hips. Vegeta's Attendant nipped gently at his hips, causing him to buck forward into the touch. The hands that were still in Goku's hair pulled tightly.

This movement earned the Destroyer much praise from his Attendant. A guttural moan escaped his lips as he felt his hair being tugged, causing him to become more handsy with the Destroyer. Goku's fingertips grazed the back of Vegeta's thighs, slowly moving upward.

A gentle kiss was placed on both of the Destroyer's inner thighs, causing his legs to quiver. As Goku looked up at the Destroyer, he noticed the lidded gaze he was receiving.

"Kakarot…"

"What is it, my Lord?" Never one to give into demands immediately, the Attendant continued his quest. His lips were getting closer and closer to the place Vegeta wanted them most, but still never giving in to his desires.

Watching the torture unfold before him, Vegeta laces his fingertips tightly into his Attendant's hair. Guiding his Attendant to the bulging appendage in front of him, the Destroyer gently begins to massage Goku's scalp. "Be a good little Kakarot, and fix this problem for me." Vegeta uttered, his voice dripping with desire. Moving his hands from Goku's scalp to his face, the Destroyer gently cupped the younger Saiyans cheeks.

Still keeping a firm grip on him, Vegeta slowly guides his Attendant forward. As Goku's lips grazed the Destroyer's already throbbing appendage, a guttural moan escaped Vegeta's lips as his eyes closed.

Noticing how much his Destroyer was enjoying this, Goku parts his lips slightly, allowing his tongue to graze the underside of his member. His hands were still gripping Vegeta's thighs. Slowly, the younger Saiyan moved his hands upwards, gripping onto the Destroyer's hips.

Vegeta could barely keep his eyes focused. As they fluttered back open, he watched as his Attendant slowly took the tip of his member into their mouth. Mouth agape, Vegeta watched as Goku slowly slid his mouth all the way around his throbbing appendage.

"That's it, Kakarot. Just like that." The Destroyer whispered as his hands began to guide his Attendant. Still keeping a gentle grip on his face, Vegeta began to slide Goku's head back and forth on his cock. Reveling in the pleasure that was taking place, Vegeta's hips thrust forward into the younger Saiyan's awaiting mouth.

Seeing the look of pleasure on the Destroyer's face only encouraged Goku to continue. The Attendant met his partner's thrusts, allowing his entire member to slide down with ease. The younger Saiayn felt Vegeta's thumbs graze his cheeks gently as he pleasured him, only adding to the wonderful sensations he was feeling.

It did not take long before the Destroyer's thrusts became erratic, causing Goku to grasp tighter.

"Kaka-" Vegeta choked on his words as he felt his climax approach. The Destroyer gently tried to remove his Attendant, but Goku bobbed back and forth swiftly. Looking up into the older Saiyan's onyx eyes, Goku pressed himself as far forward as he could, sucking his cheeks in as he did so.

"KAKAROT!"

The Oracle Fish screamed as it awoke from a horrendous nightmare. This wasn't the first occurance of the poor fish dreaming about his Destroyer and new Attendant. But this was definitely the first time anything more than g-rated had come from the visions.

This one however, was completely different.

Goku and Vegeta… In the shower? What in the world do I make of this? Should I tell the Grand Minister? Relations between Attendant and Destroyer is extremely taboo! The Oracle began to swim around in the lake that was on the property, nearly looking as if they were pacing back and forth.

Maybe this was just some crazy dream! I've known to have some weird dreams in the past that turned out to be nothing!

This has to be one of those times! Right?

Deciding to take a peek at his surroundings, The Oracle Fish popped his head out of the water for a short moment. They noticed the lights were off in the palace, a rare occurrence considering the time of day. The Oracle remembered that Goku and Vegeta started their first spar together early this morning. The poor fish thought the two were going to rip the planet apart with their fighting. It lasted most of the afternoon.

After the loud noises disappeared however, so did the two Saiyans.

Where in the world were they now? The Oracle thought.