Disclaimer: If the world were flat, I still wouldn't own this.

One half an hour later, Jessenia walked in on Goku sitting Indian-style in the middle of the floor staring up at some painting. She didn't bother looking at it because Goku had a childish infatuation with such things. She leaned against him backwards, letting him know she was there with the contact.

"Hey," she began.

"Hey."

"You angry with me?"

"Why would I be?"

"Because I yelled at you and woke the twins. Vegeta's trying to cool off some steam by going for a before-dinner flight. He was pretty angry with you."

"He has a bad temper."

"I figured that. But he's wonderful with the kids."

"Are they awake?"

"Yes but Vegeta took them with him. He said he'd keep an eye on them and I figured you and I needed some time alone."

She turned around on all fours and crawled in front of the tall Saiya-jin. "I miss our friendship, Goku. Ever since the twins were born, we haven't really had any time to ourselves."

He looked down on her and pulled her into his lap, her back against his chest so she could look at the painting. "And until the twins are older, we probably won't."

Jessenia's eyes focused on the painting as she finally realized what she was looking at. "Is that………you and Vegeta?"

"Yes."

"And what the hell is that on your necks?"

"The bond."

She turned as best she could to look at him. "What's that?"

"The bond is how Saiya-jin mate. Once its there, it never goes away. If you die, your mate dies with you. Whatever pain, happiness, or any type of emotion you go through for that matter, your mate feels it. The bond is forever………it's stronger than blood ties."

"Do you have it with Vegeta now?"

"No. Vegeta is not my mate. Otherwise, he wouldn't've been able to leave." Goku went silent for a long time and stared at the painting, going back to his contemplations as Jessenia began thinking as well. He turned to look at her. "Jessenia, I-,"

She faced him and grabbed his lips for a bruising kiss. She kissed him with all the passion that she ever felt for him and now that she heard about Vegeta's feelings for the Saiya-jin, she didn't want it to be true. Her tongue searched his mouth as she pushed him down from the force of her body. The door opening stopped all of her thoughts.

Vegeta was in the middle of shrugging off his jacket when he heard moans coming from the training room. Curious he opened the door and was stopped in his tracks. "Am I interrupting something?"

Goku pushed Jessenia off as gently as he could without throwing her across the room. He looked up at Vegeta but his focus was no longer on him. Instead, it was on the huge painting on the wall.

"I take it you met Bulma, Trunks, and Bra?" He moved closer to the painting and took a deep breath to quell his sudden urges. After that flight with the twins, he decided that he was going to stay around for a while………long enough for him to get Goku into bed. However, when he walked in on them kissing like it was the end of the world, he didn't know how to deal. The portrait he had painted a little while ago was hung on their wall, showing him that Kakarott did care a little but what the hell was he supposed to think if Jessenia and him were rolling around behind his back.

Well, it was a good thing Vegeta only wanted to fuck him; otherwise, he would've been too far ahead to look back.

He pasted his trademark smirk on and turned to them, who were still in the same position like a deer caught in headlights. Goku began to open his mouth to explain but Vegeta held up a hand.

"I'm hungry, you can explain at the table. Plus, I think I've left the twins alone for far too long."

He left the room, itching to get back to the food he cooked.

Goku stood and said nothing, ashamed of his best friend.

"Goku, I-,"

"No, Jessenia." He whirled to face her. "For the first time in all the years of our friendship, I don't want to hear it." He left the room, the door still ajar for her to follow.

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The twins made noises to one another as though they were talking. Vegito's face never changed from his scowl but it was obvious he was enjoying listening to his twin's chatter.

At the table, Goku and Jessenia picked their food, neither lifting their heads to talk to one another. Vegeta looked from each bowed head to the other and then to the twins who suddenly went quiet. He appreciated they paid that much as a form of respect to him. It seemed they always went silent when he was about to say something. He cleared his throat and both people lifted their heads slowly.

"I did not cook this meal for nothing Kakarott and Jessenia." He swallowed a huge spoonful of rice without chewing. "And I'll be damned if you two are ungrateful for me making it, got it?"

They nodded and Goku began eating with vigor. Jessenia was much slower but at least she had gotten her appetite back. The table remained silent however as sounds of 'hmmm' and 'ohhhh' filled the household. All praise perfectly fitted for the prince's cooking. Just as Jessenia was about to leave the table, he stayed her with a hand and served Goku another serving of orange chicken.

"I've an announcement to make."

Jessenia raised an eyebrow but said nothing and sat back down. Goku swallowed another bite before looking at the Saiya-jin prince. Very out-of-character, the prince looked down and blushed slightly.

"I need a place to stay."

For the first time after the incident in the training room, Goku and Jessenia looked at one another then Vegeta.

"Are you-," Jessenia began.

"-Feeling-," Goku interjected.

"Okay?" they both asked.

Vegeta drooped his head at the clichéd task and looked from one to the other. "Look, here's the situation." He stood, gathering all the dishes except Goku's from the table and putting them in the sink. "The three months that I've been gone, I've been trying to lose myself in my work." Jessenia stood and began helping him as Goku began eating but listened, attentively. "For the first time ever since I became a doctor, I………I lost a patient." He shook his head as he began reminiscing what happened that day. "One of my worst patients was going into post-mat."

"Post-mat?" Jessi asked.

"Post-maturity," Goku filled in.

"Well, anyway." He began washing the dishes. "We had her come in so we could induce the labor. I thought the baby had died but when we had the ultra-sound, the heartbeat was sluggish but there so the anestisaolgist came in. I left the room for a while to get suited up and to talk to the family. The husband was there and he warned me that his wife had had a couple of drinks before she came to the office. I tried to rush back to the room as fast as possible but the man had already administered the drugs."

"What was wrong with that?"

"Jessenia, you know how on all medicine bottles it says do not take alcohol with this product?" Goku asked.

She nodded.

"Well, drugs that are given in the hospital have 20 times the effect mixed with alcohol. If he gave her just enough to slow her down, it could've killed her." Goku's eyes landed on Vegeta as the clattering of the dishes stopped. "Did kill her?"

A glass shattered in the prince's hand from where he was squeezing it tightly. "I didn't mean to do it." He turned to look at them as his eyes went glassy from unshed tears. "He had only given her 10 mg. It was enough to stop her heart." He looked down as a tear escaped his willpower. "I did it all myself. I gave her an unmonitored Caesarian and went to save that baby. When I took him out………he was," he shook his head. "One leg didn't bend properly and he wouldn't cry. No matter how many times I tried, he just wouldn't cry." The prince turned again and finished washing the dishes. "His eyes were pasted open. He could blink and he could move his mouth but beside that, the boy was half-dead. The alcohol she had slowed him to the point where he couldn't respond to touch."

He cracked his neck and went to gather Goku's dishes and put them in the sink. He rolled his shoulders twice before taking off his shirt and throwing it across the room. "The nurses came and took him while I went to tell the family the bad news. Her other children were devastated but the husband just snorted and walked away saying that he knew I wouldn't be able to help them." He turned and looked at the twins whose eyes were focused on him as though they could feel his pain. "I went to check on the baby as another set of parents came to me for help. I couldn't look at them, I was too scared to kill the woman as well."

He moved to kneel in front of the children as though asking them for forgiveness. "The remaining parent wanted nothing to do with the child and asked me to handle papers for adoption. I asked him if I could take him but they didn't want me to have him. They said I was a murderer and didn't deserve my doctoring license." He snorted in mock laughter. "I guess they were right." He kissed the twins on their foreheads before standing and looking at Goku. "You know I haven't killed anyone in the years I've been on this planet because I've realized saving them is much more rewarding? I've worked hard to be average because I thought you didn't exist. I make sure every minute of my time is taken up. I can outline my day on two hands. I eat, sleep, see my kids, work, go to school, paint, dispose of wastes, train, and FUCK. That's all I do. And out of all of them, I love to fuck. I love taking a girl, seducing her and fucking her brains out. I love waking up in the morning, treating her like shit and throwing her out of my apartment only to grab another girl and fuck her too."

Throughout all this, the Saiya-jin prince slowly advanced until Goku was against the wall and crouched submissively before the prince. His voice changed and his own accent thickened through his speech. In a language only Goku could now understand, he mumbled:

"And now it's your turn."

"Vegeta," Jessenia called, snapping him out of his trance. His onyx eyes landed on her and focused. "Why do you need a place to stay?"

"Because I'm on leave," he turned away to clean off the stove. "And because I sold my apartment and can't get it back. I would stay with Bulma if I weren't sure I'd probably get her pregnant. I'm not trying to go through that again."

"Who's Bulma?"

"His ex-wife," Goku stated.

"Yes," Vegeta agreed.

Jessenia looked between the two men, not understanding why their personalities had changed. Kakarotta and Vegito continued with their chatter, no longer concerned with the adults. Jessenia touched Goku's arm nodding her head into the living room for them to make their decision.

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"He's so damn frustrating," Vegeta murmured under his breath. The twins looked at the bare chest Saiya-jin no ouji before chattering to him. They had no idea what they were saying but just wanted to offer some comfort to the man whom they were left alone with. Jessenia and Goku had allowed him to stay but he had to sleep on the couch. In the middle of the night, he'd heard them crying and went to wake Jessenia, only to find her gone and Goku nowhere in sight.

He'd then found a note next to the couch, stating something about Jessenia going off to work and Goku trying to find a job. It was just he and the twins then, and the time alone was actually calming to his nerves.

"Do you know what he does? He'll sit there and train for hours and if somebody interrupts him, he doesn't get angry. Oh no! He just laughs at them and listens to what they have to say, even if it's something so retarded it can't be helped."

Vegito raised an eyebrow in a similar gesture he learned from Vegeta and picked up his squeaky toy. The Saiya-jin prince watched as the baby completely flattened the thing and beat it against the crib bed, bouncing his sister almost completely in the air.

Vegeta watched fascinated, as he couldn't remember any baby being so damn strong. As a matter of fact, no baby was that strong.

He took the toy away from the baby with a little more force than usually needed and watched as Vegito gave him this evil look. Kakarotta looked from her babysitter to her brother before laughing and putting a brown thing in her mouth. The prince took notice of this and flipped both babies onto their stomachs in his hands. Right there, waving around in the air was a tail above both of their diapers.

"Are you serious?" he murmured. He went to pull off their diapers (they needed to be changed anyway) and ran his finger through the fur of each tail even though they were both less than 10 inches long. The babies laughed when he did it, obviously feeling his ministrations. He put them both on their backs again and reached for another diaper as his thoughts raced.

Kakarott said they weren't his and there are no other Saiya-jin on this planet beside he and I. Bra and Trunks are with Bulma and Trunks is far too young to have children yet. Kakarott………how could you lie to me?

"I'm home!" someone yelled throughout the house, even though it was three o' clock in the morning. He quickly put a diaper on each child commanding them to be quiet. He pointed a finger at them (which Kakarotta easily grabbed for and held on like a lifeline) and said hushed "Be quiet!"

They both looked up at him with wide eyes before turning to one another and closing their eyes as though they were going to fall asleep. Vegeta smiled satisfactorily before Goku walked into the room wearing that annoyingly bright orange jacket Vegeta had seen the first time they met.

"Hey Geta-,"

"Shhh!"

He became humbled and looked on to the twins. "I'm sorry. They're sleeping?"

Vegeta cocked his head to the side and wondered if Goku really wasn't an idiot. He grabbed the man forcefully by the arm and dragged him to the balcony of the apartment. It was a cool, crisp night and no one was out on the streets. If anyone was, it was probably a night jogger or two. Vegeta slid the window shut, making sure to leave a crack big enough just in case the fake-sleeping twins woke up suddenly.

He looked up at the tall Saiya-jin and crossed his arms over his still bare chest, the breeze flitting lightly through their hair. He'd noticed there was an odd look in his eyes but he thought nothing of it as he began his lecture.

"Is there something you have to tell me?"

He sighed and looked away awkwardly. "That was all Jessenia, Vegeta. She came onto me and kissed me. I didn't want her to and pushed her off."

"Oh yeah, right before you were busy with her tongue down your throat." Vegeta shook his head as he took notice at the sound of his voice. He sounded like a little bitch. "Anyway, that's not what I'm out here to talk to you about, Kakarott."

Goku looked around confused and even took time to sniff himself before Vegeta smacked him upside the head. (It was his way of saying 'stop acting like an idiot) "I don't know what you're talking about Vegeta no ouji."

He turned away and threw his hands into the air as though asking the gods for patience. "I'm talking about-," he whirled to face the other Saiya-jin, "what the hell did you just call me?"

"Vegeta no ouji." He scratched his head dumbly and grinned. "That is what you are, isn't it?"

Vegeta's eyes rolled back in his head as thought of two things: strangling the idiot until he killed him, or kissing him so he wouldn't be so stupid. "Yes, Kakarott," he spoke slowly as though he were retarded, "that is actually who I am."

The silence fell save for the rare car traveling down the street. Goku shifted from foot to foot as he waited for Vegeta to say something. When the prince did not, he went inside the house and the prince followed. This conversation was not over but he needed something to calm his nerves. In the few moments of silence, they'd exchanged at least that. Before going back outside, however with his object, he checked in on the twins. They were awake but they were eerily quiet and staring at one another. He put down his object and lifted them both effortlessly. Their eyes settled on Goku before they both turned their heads away and fell into deep sleep.

Goku shrugged his shoulders and let them sleep, finding it odd they slept with their eyes open, just like him. In fact, he found it weird that in almost every way, the kids were like him but he shrugged it off and got his object again, leaving the topic in the back of his mind to surface later.

The prince was waiting for him when he returned, his eyes on the horizon instead of the Saiya-jin. He knew the moment he arrived; his nose caught the scent and his ears perked at the sound. He turned back to what he was doing, ignoring the larger Saiya-jin as he got comfortable on the balcony ledge. Unlike Vegeta who was scared shitless of heights, Goku seemed very comfortable walking about on the ledge.

"Whatcha doin', Geta?"

The prince ignored the nickname and finished what he was doing. Looking at the other Saiya-jin, he'd noticed he had a huge container of………

"Is that ICE CREAM?" he asked, incredulous.

"Well, yeah," he jumped down and moved closer to the prince. "You said get something to relax. Eating relaxes me."

Vegeta looked from the container to the huge smile Goku wore and then noticed how his face changed when he realized what Vegeta had in his hand. Even though Goku was very intelligent, he couldn't control the childish tone that left his mouth:

"Geta, you're not supposed to be smoking marijuana! It's bad for you!"

Vegeta looked at the blunt he'd just rolled in his hands and then at the idiotic Saiya-jin. He rolled his eyes and snatched the container, holding his hand out expectantly for a spoon. Goku pulled a huge one out of his pocket and handed it to the prince, wondering what he wanted it for.

"Kakarott, when I gave you the thoughts of getting something that relaxed you, I meant alcohol of some sort."

"But I threw that all away when Jessenia got pregnant with the twins. I don't even think we have a pack of cigarettes left in the house."

"But Kakarott," Vegeta spoke slowly as he wished to all hell he could blow the bitch to smithereens and have it all done with. "You're a grown college man. Surely you have something."

Goku pursed his lips with the tone the prince had with him and rolled his eyes. He searched in his pockets and triumphantly pulled out a pack of Black & Mild's. "I only smoke these while studying for a test. They relax me but I usually don't have to study so they're a fresh pack."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow, surprised beyond measure. Instead of saying anything, he opened the ice cream and took a huge scoop, only to swallow it without trouble. Goku watched, amazed and sat on the floor in front of his prince. Following suit, Vegeta took a seat in the chair he pulled out earlier.

The prince searched in his pockets for a lighter but couldn't find one. He looked up to see Goku offering one and took a pull on his newly rolled blunt. Holding his breath in with the smoke he watched as Goku opened the pack of Mild's and began taking it apart.

"What are you doing Kakarott?" he asked as he exhaled.

The taller man didn't look up but reached for the ice cream and took a scoop as well. "Champing them."

Vegeta took another pull, not feeling the effects yet. "What the hell is that?"

"It's when you take the cancer paper out." Expertly, Goku put all the tobacco in the plastic film and blew into the back of the Mild.

The prince took another drag and offered it to Goku. "What the hell is that?"

"This," he said and pulled the thin sheet of paper from inside the wrapper. He held up the almost transparent piece as he took the blunt, taking a very light drag. Vegeta examined it, ignoring Goku's tactics to inhale the weed smoke.

"What does this do?"

"Without it, the Mild tastes better." Goku took one more tiny drag and handed the blunt back to Vegeta.

"Does it live up to its name?" Vegeta asked as he took another scoop of ice cream.

"I don't know. I've been smoking Mild's since I was about 16 and always without the paper."

The prince shrugged and sat back; watching Goku with the Mild and finally spark it.

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Goku sat over the edge of the balcony, played with his tail as Vegeta rolled their 7th blunt, and champed their last Mild. Everything seemed so light hearted to Goku and he felt as though Vegeta was being his best buddy in the world. All things that he had experienced ever since he met the prince seemed to not have as much net weight anymore. He was happy, carefree, and the floor seemed a very high distance away the ledge. He leaned forward slightly only to catch himself again as he lost his balance. Some of the tobacco spilled out of the Black and he cursed.

Vegeta looked up disinterested at Goku as he swore, finished. He lit it up immediately and went to join the other man, his tail swaying lazily behind him. After another two drags, he offered the blunt to Goku as they exchanged.

"Vegeta," Goku said in between pulls, "what did you want to talk to me about?"

The prince looked at the object of his fascination, moving closer, and staying shut. Goku had yet to notice. "Vegeta?" Goku turned just in time to see Vegeta bounding over the railing to sit beside him. He went unsteady for a moment where Goku steadied him and handed over the blunt.

"I thought you were afraid of heights," Goku stated.

"I am. But, I know how to fly. It shouldn't be a problem if I fall."

"We're on the eightieth floor."

The prince observed the blunt in his hand and then Goku. He jumped off and caught himself before he hit level 79. Goku watched wide-eyed as the prince flipped himself over in thin air and was upside down until he was face-to-foot with him.

"Vegeta, get back here before you fall."

"Haven't I already, Kakarott?" He righted himself and sat beside the tall Saiya-jin. "I've already fallen. I've fallen hard."

Goku narrowed his eyes as Vegeta put out the blunt. He observed Vegeta in silence, waiting for him to continue. As soon as he'd finished putting out the blunt and Mild, he reached over for the other Saiya-jin and kissed him.

The prince's tongue swirled in and out of his mouth, pausing briefly to allow the other Saiya-jin to suck at his tongue lightly. Goku pulled back with wide eyes and licked his lips; a little surprised Vegeta had been so forward. Vegeta grinned lightly before leaning in so he could kiss him again. Goku's eyes fluttered shut as the smaller Saiya-jin seduced his tongue, thoroughly arousing him. He felt as he had that day in the classroom where his body temperature rose through the roof and his clothes felt too tight. He remembered the fantasy he had when he made love to Vegeta with his mouth and more importantly, he wanted it now. Goku shook his head and pulled back; shocked he'd let it get this far.

What in the hell did the prince want to talk to him about?

Vegeta frowned with his eyes closed feeling the loss of the other Saiya-jin lips. He opened his eyes to see Kakarott had backed away near the window and was currently poised to climb in. He jumped down gracefully to move closer to the Saiya-jin, purring as he noticed Kakarott's change in scent.

"Vegeta," he murmured.

He moved closer, almost within leaping distance but Goku held a hand up to his chest. Vegeta looked at the hand before rubbing his bare chest against it sensually. His nipple ring found his thumb and Goku unerringly traced around it, making the prince growl softly in the back of his throat. Fire raced through his veins with that simple touch making his eyes burn darkly. After two more rounds, he pulled back as though burned.

"Vegeta," he asked.

He moved closer in answer, their chests touching. "Yes?"

"What did you want to talk to me about?"

Jerked back to reality, the prince settled lustful eyes on the taller Saiya-jin. "I wanted to know why you didn't tell me."

He furrowed his brow. "Tell you what?"

"The truth." Vegeta moved closer and ran his right hand through Goku's hair. The taller Saiya-jin tilted at the touch but remembered himself again. Even though he'd heard getting high dulled your senses, it seemed as though he could feel nothing but fire. Vegeta was driving him mad with simple gestures and it seemed as though he was almost at the brink of something………but what?

"The truth about what?"

"About Kakarotta and Vegito."

Now Goku was wholly confused. What about the twins? "Vegeta………I can't………think when ………you're doing that."

"Doing what? This."

The prince finally moved in and nipped at Goku's lip with his teeth. It was just a taste, just enough to get him hooked. Goku growled and pushed the prince against the wall; eager to reach for the honey sweetness that was Vegeta. Once they pulled away, Goku settled burning eyes on the prince. Vegeta gasped, suddenly frightful of what he had invoked.

Kakarott was tired of trying to talk. It would all come to him………after. He opened the window and climbed in, pulling the shorter man through with ease. Vegeta made to go settle on his couch but Kakarott pulled him back. The prince was his prisoner and there was nothing he could do about it. Seemingly romantic, Kakarott lifted the smaller man into his arms, kissing him ferociously until the prince was sure he could taste his own blood coursing sullenly from his bruised lips.

In seconds, the prince found himself against the wall again, this time, in the training room. He didn't know what he was thinking, all he knew was this was a dangerous place to be when there was a horny armload of Saiya-jin nearby. Kakarott left briefly, giving Vegeta a moment to think. He knew exactly what Kakarott had wanted to talk to him about but he, at the moment, was too horny to care. Now, he wasn't as sure of himself as he realized he had never been in this part of the house……….and there were too many leather strapy things for comfort.

Of course they're for exercise………ne?

The door opened and closed quietly behind him, the sound of a lock finalizing everything. Vegeta turned slowly, the back of his mind screaming for him to gain his steel back in his backbone but also the forefront of him screaming RUN.

"So Vegeta no ouji. You like to fuck," Kakarott's eyes had a certain glint that he didn't think was possible for the simpleton. Slowly, the taller Saiya-jin began to circle around his prince, looking him up and down. "You can outline your day on two hands, ne?" Kakarott slowly but surely closed the circumference of the circle, only making Vegeta far more tense and horny than he ever cared to be. "You eat, sleep," moving closer, "see your kids, work," even closer, "go to school, paint," standing in front of the high strung prince, "piss, shit," threading fingers through his hair, "and FUCK." He exclaimed while rearing his head back for a bruising kiss. Vegeta whimpered into the Saiya-jin mouth, lifting himself up to get closer. Kakarott, however, was apparently having none of that.

He pushed the prince down onto the floor and straddled his hips with his thighs. "That's all you do. And out of all those things, you LOVE to fuck. You love taking a girl," a nip at the base of his throat, "seducing her and fucking her brains out." Kakarott moved down on the prince's body and lightly tweaked the nipple with the ring, pulling it into his mouth when Vegeta whelped in pain. Kakarott shot up gasping for air and looked down at the prince predatorily. He whispered nefariously in his ear. "You love waking up in the morning, treating her like shit and throwing her out of you apartment only to grab another girl and fuck her too." His hands roamed downwards for Vegeta's zipper and grated it down.

To the uke, it sounded like gunfire.

"Well, Vegeta. Is that what I should do to you? Take you?" Kakarott eagerly ripped his pants off while he was still practically clothed. "Seduce you?" He gave a few gentle strokes to the Saiya-jin's tail and then pulled hard as he went down to take the prince's hard length in his mouth. "Fuck you?"

Vegeta arched when Kakarott's whole mouth engulfed the length. From Vegeta's earlier perception of the man, he'd thought he didn't know what the hell he was doing. Now………Kami, now he was sucking it. Vegeta moaned loudly enough that Kakarott reached up and covered the prince's mouth with one large hand.

"The twins are sleeping Vegeta," he snarled through clenched teeth. "If you wake them, you will not get this and I WILL kill you."

Vegeta eyes widened noticeably as he just remembered who he was. This idiot would not be Seme in this relationship; no matter how hard he tried. He was the one supposed to be seducing, not seduce. He was supposed to be Seme, not uke. He was the one who was supposed to threaten death, damnit it! Kakarott's eyes widened as he saw the ki swirling around the prince turn yellow and burn hotly. He didn't know what the hell was going on but something told him he would have to break power for this.

Vegeta's hair shot golden, as he believed he gained the advantage.

[Not this time]

A second after, Kakarott's muscle mass increased as his hair turned gold as well. Vegeta felt like his eyes would roll out of his sockets any moment because if he wasn't mistaken, the idiot on top of him just turned Super Saiya-jin just like him………and quicker at that!

Vegeta arched his back, bringing forth the painful reminder of his still aching erection. He wanted the idiot, no doubt, but he wanted to be on top when it happened. Vegeta dropped out of his form just as soon as it came, yielding to the taller Saiya-jin. His head turned to the side as he felt the man on top of him panting.

"Vegeta?"

The prince's sprit was broken, just like that. He no longer was the most powerful man on earth but second to a stranger he had met merely a few months ago. There were no questions about it. There wasn't any why. It just………was.

"Vegeta no ouji?"

"Do not call me that, Kakarott, I no longer deserve the title." Goku finally realized he was coming down from his high and saw what he had become. He scurried off the prince, much to his body protest and looked at his prince with shock. Vegeta sat up as Goku moved away, more ashamed of himself for not getting the reality check sooner. Vegeta was no one. He was the prince of a dead race and the only Saiya-jin left not only had children but also belonged to someone else. His own brats didn't matter, as they were weak and lived with an even weaker ningen. It was a wonder he didn't end it all. The prince was far older than any Saiya-jin should live and really had nothing to live for. He'd been fooling himself all these years and his time had come to a close………willingly.

"Vegeta?" Goku called.

He looked up at Kakarott, defeat written plainly across his features. He stood when the other didn't say anything and picked up his pants to leave.

"No," Goku stayed him with a hand. When the prince looked down on the other Saiya-jin, his eyes were weary. "I want you to stay. I want this."

"Kakarott," the prince went down to his knees so he was almost eye-to-eye with the other Saiya-jin. He gripped his face as he recognized the look in his eyes as shame. "You are the more powerful, Kakarott. Had you continued, you would've deserved to dominate me. You're handsome, you're smart when you want to be, and Jessenia deserves to have a man like you."

Goku's face showed confusion as Vegeta stood once more. He grabbed him before he could try to leave. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Aw, c'mon, Kakarott." His eyes narrowed as he realized the fool honestly didn't know what he was talking about. "Yesterday, I caught you-,"

"She came on to me while I was talking about the painting."

"The kisses-,"

"Jessenia has been my friend since I came to the states and she's the only one who knows the truth. Kissing is an affection commonly shared in her culture. She feels more comfortable doing it with me more than anyone else."

"The twins-,"

"That's what I wanted to tell you when I came in the house. I just didn't know how to broach the subject." Vegeta fell on his heels as he avidly listened; Goku scratched his head as he just realized that's what Vegeta was trying to talk to him about. He grinned fully, making Vegeta raise an eyebrow and cover his sudden erection with his pants. Goku took notice but decided to ignore it; his blood was still on low boil anyway.

"A few years ago, before I could collect my monthly checks from my grandpa, I had to find a way to pay for college. Jessenia and I used to go to all types of fairs because her boyfriend, Michael, was pretty good at finding stuff like that." He stood and opened the window, his room getting a little stuffy. "Well, we came to a booth where I could give to a sperm back for about 250 a cup if my blood was good. The gave the okay and I jerked off in about 6 cups."

Goku flashed Vegeta a smile as he reminisced how much he had to go through in order to get through those cups. "After writing out my description and even giving them my picture, they allowed me to go with my money."

"Fifteen hundred dollars is a pretty penny, Kakarott."

"I agree. It helped me with my books little accessories of that sort. I think I even put some forth to this apartment." He sighed and sat behind the prince, needing something to do and deciding his tail was an interesting enough spot. Vegeta bit his lip as Kakarott toyed with his tail, waiting for the right opportunity to pounce. "With Jessenia surrounded with all the hopes and dreams of having a baby, she and Michael began trying very hard to have a baby." Both men went silent as their own thoughts came to mind.

[A/n: I'm sorry to interrupt but if any of you have seen the movie Amelie, you'll know what I'm talking about. Specifically the part where she ponders the ways of the universe.]

"Anyway, they both finally succeeded, I thought. That's about when you came in. Michael began questioning why Jessenia was getting so fat and he broke up with her when he found out the answer. Tonight, when Jessenia and I left you alone with the twins, we went out to discuss what really happened. According to Jessenia, she tracked my samples down and artificially inseminated herself."

Vegeta reached around and stopped Goku's ministrations with his tail. His eyes landed on the other Saiya-jin as one question became essential. "How in hell-,"

"She has friends in high places. For about a fraction of the cost, she stole three samples, took them to one of her friends and the woman A.I.ed her."

"Shit! Are you serious? She could've been killed."

"She apparently loved me enough and wanted my baby that bad. She said that she had feelings for me for the longest time and now that she had my children, it kind of defeated the purpose of me trying to love her."

"That's sick in its own way."

"Well, I guess I'm a dad now."

"If you're Daddy, I'm Papa."

Goku grinned; proud his prince had accepted him.

The light of dawn began filtering in the room, chasing away the shadows. Because Vegeta's eyes were trained on Kakarott, he finally focused on the rest of the room. He recognized the painting he had made at the twins birth and smiled instantly, happy Kakarott received it. As he gazed at it, a thought entered his mind. "Why didn't she just ask?"

Goku's stomach rumbled loudly and Vegeta laughed, making light of their conversation even though he knew he wouldn't be able to love Kakarott tonight. "She said she was used to shady men and didn't know that I would be different." He gave one last tug on Vegeta's tail and stood, stretching. "I would've fucked her."

Vegeta stood as well, pulling his pants up and over his erection, willing it to go away. It no longer mattered to him that Kakarott saw. All he knew as the opportunity was open. They'd take it when they have time. "I'm sure you would've, but," he yanked the Saiya-jin down for a kiss. "You'd better not, now that you're with me."

Goku cocked his head to the side sarcastically but nodded in compliance. "I guess the only fucking I will do is with you, ne."

"Chikuso ne!"

Goku smiled and unlocked the door, the twins chatter greeting them as soon as they opened the door.

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