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Goten. Not at once you hentais! ^_^
Please Read and Review, minna. ^_^
*huggles Goten* *Vegeta glares* *Huggles Vegeta too* *All happy*
ONCE WE WERE ANGELS
CHAPTER 2: LESSONS BEGIN
The toe of boot struck Goten in his ribcage painfully. He jerked to wakefullness, bleary eyed until he saw Vegeta leaning over him, smirking evilly. Goten blinked several times to relieve the still sleep hazed eyes. It wasn't even morning yet. The moon was in its last zenith, reaching down towards the mountain peaks to welcome the sun. "Get up boy. I expect you ready in five minutes."
"Ready? For what?" Goten asked, picking himself from the bed, rubbing the bruised flesh. He moved like an automaton, steps awkward. He rummaged through his duffle bag and pulled one of his gis. His hands trembled slightly, scared of what Vegeta wanted. The prince never paid attention to Goten well...that was due partly in fact that Chichi demanded he keep clear of the man. Vegeta gave a grunt of impatience. He fumbled at his boxers, slipping them off and putting the gi on. Vegeta turned on his heel and stalked from the room. "Uh, Vegeta-san?" Goten asked, hurrying after the prince. "What..what are we doing up this early?"
"Hn. I always wake at this time and while your staying here, you will be too."
"But why?"
"Today your recieving lessons." Vegeta grabbed a bag on the couch before opening the front door. The chill, early morning air hit the two, causing Goten to shudder but Vegeta seemed to enjoy it. The sun's rays were making their entrance, the dew on the grass sparkling. The Ouji went to the skies with Goten rapidly approaching to match his pace.
"Lessons?"
"You will see. Here," Vegeta threw the bag at Goten as they landed in a clearing in the middle of a forest. The ground was well-beaten, devoid of grass. Goten caught it narrowly. "I know how you bakas eat." Vegeta snorted in disgust as Goten dug into the food greedily, barely chewing the morsels. 'He's his father's son, thats for sure.' The proud prince was amazed at just how quickly Goten finished the food. "Are you ready?"
"Uh...I guess." Goten wasn't sure exactly what they were doing but then Vegeta went into a fighting stance. 'So, he's going to train me? I wonder why.' Goten followed Vegeta's example. Vegeta lunged at the teenager, clipping him smartly across the jaw. Goten parried with a stinging blow of his own.
"Good job boy." Vegeta awarded him begruding praise for hitting him. The prince connected a booted foot to Goten's stomach, sending the demi- Saiyan to the ground. Goten glared at Vegeta. 'His Saiyan will is showing.' Vegeta laughed. "That the best you can do and here I thought you might actually be a challenge. I guess your really like that weakling brother of yours."
"I am NOTHING like Gohan!" Goten shouted, leaping to his feet in a single bound. He growled angrily, reaching for Vegeta. The bloodlust in his eyes made Vegeta's own boil. Goten elbowed the prince across his face, cracking the lip. Vegeta's smirk only widened. Wrenching Goten's arm, he held the teen in an arm lock. Goten winced at the sudden pain that shot through his entire body.
"Rule one, boy. Never let your anger take the best of you."
"Should you be talking?"
"Hn, not really boy but I have learned." Vegeta kneed Goten's backbone, sending him crashing once again to the ground. Goten spit the dirt from his mouth, powering his ki to Super Saiyajin before kicking Vegeta rather painfully in the chest. The prince flew in reverse, landing against a tree. After picking himself from the trunk, he gave a heart-felt smile. "Nice. Hmm. Seems you already know rule number two. Surprise your opponents when they least expect it." Vegeta matched Goten by also transforming.
Goten paused, the fight deserting him for several seconds. He suddenly felt himself staring at Vegeta in a way he never thought possible. The golden aura around the handsome prince, combined with the rays of sunlight, caused an essence to enshroud the Ouji. The teal eyes reflected a warmth Goten would never have associated with the frigid prince. Did Vegeta always have that look when he fought? Goten wasn't sure. He never thought about it. 'So, why am I now?' Goten's reverie was replaced soon enough by the Saiyan instinct in him. He and Vegeta squared off again.
While Goten took the offensive, Vegeta blocked the punches and kicks. The battle light in Goten's eyes was intoxicating. It made him more Saiyan than Vegeta thought possible for the Earth raised demi. The open, honest eyes were narrowed in the thrill of the fight. The determination on the young man's face reflected the true soul of Goten: a pride as strong as the prince's, a will to survive equal to Vegeta's, a lust for a challenge and the want of victory. Vegeta never associated those qualities with the seemingly weak-minded teenager. Goten was more like himself than he figured and that...was attractive. 'ATTRACTIVE?!!!' Vegeta lost his concentration and Goten belted him hard against his unprotected body. He fell to the ground, lying on his back.
"Uh, Vegeta-san? Are you okay? I didn't know you dropped out of Super Saiyan," Goten apologized, hurridely kneeling beside the prince who started laughing crazidely. Goten's brows arched. "Vegeta-san??"
Vegeta laughed harder at the caring tone in Goten's voice. 'I'm attracted to the son of a third-class baka. Me, a Saiyan prince, attracted to a fucking third-class nobody.' Vegeta shook with his uncontrollable chuckles. Finally, the laughter ceased and he wiped the tears from his eyes. Goten's head was titled as he gazed at his prince in rapt bewilderment. 'I'm going to regret doing this.' His hand caught hold of the back of Goten's neck. The boy paniced. Vegeta removed the other white glove, stroked Goten's cheek. "Rule number three, always expect the unexpected." He didn't give Goten time to react as he pressed his lips to Goten's in a bruising kiss. He pried Goten's lips to open further with his toungue, gently demanding entrance. Goten blushed as he stared into the obsidian depths. He closed his eyes, granting Vegeta permission. Vegeta's toungue explored the teenager's mouth, eliciting a moan from him. Vegeta smirked into the kiss but that faded when Goten deepened the kiss as his toungue sought dominance over Vegeta's. The prince moved his kiss to Goten's jawline, to his earlobe, to the hollow of his neck. His fingers flicked over puckered nipples, another moan of pleasure resounded from the demi-Saiyan. Goten hung his head as Vegeta's soft hands traveled across his body, feeling the contours of his muscles. The hands journeyed to the teen's gi sash, removing it without difficulty but before Vegeta could investigate the 'other' parts of Goten, a gasp of shock filled the forest.
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Yeah, I know this one was really short but I promise to make the next one long! Thanks to all of you who reviewed, makes me so happy! ^_^
Please Read and Review, minna. ^_^
*huggles Goten* *Vegeta glares* *Huggles Vegeta too* *All happy*
ONCE WE WERE ANGELS
CHAPTER 2: LESSONS BEGIN
The toe of boot struck Goten in his ribcage painfully. He jerked to wakefullness, bleary eyed until he saw Vegeta leaning over him, smirking evilly. Goten blinked several times to relieve the still sleep hazed eyes. It wasn't even morning yet. The moon was in its last zenith, reaching down towards the mountain peaks to welcome the sun. "Get up boy. I expect you ready in five minutes."
"Ready? For what?" Goten asked, picking himself from the bed, rubbing the bruised flesh. He moved like an automaton, steps awkward. He rummaged through his duffle bag and pulled one of his gis. His hands trembled slightly, scared of what Vegeta wanted. The prince never paid attention to Goten well...that was due partly in fact that Chichi demanded he keep clear of the man. Vegeta gave a grunt of impatience. He fumbled at his boxers, slipping them off and putting the gi on. Vegeta turned on his heel and stalked from the room. "Uh, Vegeta-san?" Goten asked, hurrying after the prince. "What..what are we doing up this early?"
"Hn. I always wake at this time and while your staying here, you will be too."
"But why?"
"Today your recieving lessons." Vegeta grabbed a bag on the couch before opening the front door. The chill, early morning air hit the two, causing Goten to shudder but Vegeta seemed to enjoy it. The sun's rays were making their entrance, the dew on the grass sparkling. The Ouji went to the skies with Goten rapidly approaching to match his pace.
"Lessons?"
"You will see. Here," Vegeta threw the bag at Goten as they landed in a clearing in the middle of a forest. The ground was well-beaten, devoid of grass. Goten caught it narrowly. "I know how you bakas eat." Vegeta snorted in disgust as Goten dug into the food greedily, barely chewing the morsels. 'He's his father's son, thats for sure.' The proud prince was amazed at just how quickly Goten finished the food. "Are you ready?"
"Uh...I guess." Goten wasn't sure exactly what they were doing but then Vegeta went into a fighting stance. 'So, he's going to train me? I wonder why.' Goten followed Vegeta's example. Vegeta lunged at the teenager, clipping him smartly across the jaw. Goten parried with a stinging blow of his own.
"Good job boy." Vegeta awarded him begruding praise for hitting him. The prince connected a booted foot to Goten's stomach, sending the demi- Saiyan to the ground. Goten glared at Vegeta. 'His Saiyan will is showing.' Vegeta laughed. "That the best you can do and here I thought you might actually be a challenge. I guess your really like that weakling brother of yours."
"I am NOTHING like Gohan!" Goten shouted, leaping to his feet in a single bound. He growled angrily, reaching for Vegeta. The bloodlust in his eyes made Vegeta's own boil. Goten elbowed the prince across his face, cracking the lip. Vegeta's smirk only widened. Wrenching Goten's arm, he held the teen in an arm lock. Goten winced at the sudden pain that shot through his entire body.
"Rule one, boy. Never let your anger take the best of you."
"Should you be talking?"
"Hn, not really boy but I have learned." Vegeta kneed Goten's backbone, sending him crashing once again to the ground. Goten spit the dirt from his mouth, powering his ki to Super Saiyajin before kicking Vegeta rather painfully in the chest. The prince flew in reverse, landing against a tree. After picking himself from the trunk, he gave a heart-felt smile. "Nice. Hmm. Seems you already know rule number two. Surprise your opponents when they least expect it." Vegeta matched Goten by also transforming.
Goten paused, the fight deserting him for several seconds. He suddenly felt himself staring at Vegeta in a way he never thought possible. The golden aura around the handsome prince, combined with the rays of sunlight, caused an essence to enshroud the Ouji. The teal eyes reflected a warmth Goten would never have associated with the frigid prince. Did Vegeta always have that look when he fought? Goten wasn't sure. He never thought about it. 'So, why am I now?' Goten's reverie was replaced soon enough by the Saiyan instinct in him. He and Vegeta squared off again.
While Goten took the offensive, Vegeta blocked the punches and kicks. The battle light in Goten's eyes was intoxicating. It made him more Saiyan than Vegeta thought possible for the Earth raised demi. The open, honest eyes were narrowed in the thrill of the fight. The determination on the young man's face reflected the true soul of Goten: a pride as strong as the prince's, a will to survive equal to Vegeta's, a lust for a challenge and the want of victory. Vegeta never associated those qualities with the seemingly weak-minded teenager. Goten was more like himself than he figured and that...was attractive. 'ATTRACTIVE?!!!' Vegeta lost his concentration and Goten belted him hard against his unprotected body. He fell to the ground, lying on his back.
"Uh, Vegeta-san? Are you okay? I didn't know you dropped out of Super Saiyan," Goten apologized, hurridely kneeling beside the prince who started laughing crazidely. Goten's brows arched. "Vegeta-san??"
Vegeta laughed harder at the caring tone in Goten's voice. 'I'm attracted to the son of a third-class baka. Me, a Saiyan prince, attracted to a fucking third-class nobody.' Vegeta shook with his uncontrollable chuckles. Finally, the laughter ceased and he wiped the tears from his eyes. Goten's head was titled as he gazed at his prince in rapt bewilderment. 'I'm going to regret doing this.' His hand caught hold of the back of Goten's neck. The boy paniced. Vegeta removed the other white glove, stroked Goten's cheek. "Rule number three, always expect the unexpected." He didn't give Goten time to react as he pressed his lips to Goten's in a bruising kiss. He pried Goten's lips to open further with his toungue, gently demanding entrance. Goten blushed as he stared into the obsidian depths. He closed his eyes, granting Vegeta permission. Vegeta's toungue explored the teenager's mouth, eliciting a moan from him. Vegeta smirked into the kiss but that faded when Goten deepened the kiss as his toungue sought dominance over Vegeta's. The prince moved his kiss to Goten's jawline, to his earlobe, to the hollow of his neck. His fingers flicked over puckered nipples, another moan of pleasure resounded from the demi-Saiyan. Goten hung his head as Vegeta's soft hands traveled across his body, feeling the contours of his muscles. The hands journeyed to the teen's gi sash, removing it without difficulty but before Vegeta could investigate the 'other' parts of Goten, a gasp of shock filled the forest.
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Yeah, I know this one was really short but I promise to make the next one long! Thanks to all of you who reviewed, makes me so happy! ^_^
