Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters.
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, language, abuse, drugs, alcohol
' ' = Thoughts
Italics = A word being said louder or thought harder.strong emphasis on a word
Secrets Revealed
Chapter One: "Painful Findings"
Light spilled through the crack under the door and he quickly turned off his lamp, shoved his picture under the pillow, and let his body go limp under the thick, velvet covers. Someone walked quietly into the room and his vanilla scent filled the room as he entered. His skin always had a natural aroma of vanilla. When the smell hit the still man's nose his face flushed with heat. How ironic that the man he was just looking at in a photo walked into the room just as he was thinking of him. He let out a breath that he didn't know he'd been holding, ever so shallowly. He froze his body up, tighter and tighter as the small man's footsteps came closer to his bed.
He waited a few seconds, almost expecting the man to sit on his bedside. When he could no longer hear anything but the petite sayjin's rapid breathing, he peeked out of one eye. He took in the surroundings of the room, highlighted by the light that the stars and half moon were ever so lightly giving off. The room was very big. Much bigger than a master bedroom, because this was the richest sayjin's mansion. There was a window in the room that was framed by two red silk curtains. The carpet was pure ebony, and very clean as always. The walls were painted to match the carpet. The computer was positioned in a corner of the room against the same wall that the door opened to. He searched around with that one eye frantically and spotted the slightly older man standing beside the computer. His body was still, blocking the screen's glow from the computer. He stood, and slid off his shirt, dropping it carelessly to the floor. Goku could smell it all the way across the room in his breath, Vegeta was drunk again. But that didn't explain the rapid breathing, he was high again too. Small shocks of panic, jealousy, worry, and heat ran up Goku's body.
The panic was from wondering if he was okay. The jealousy came from not knowing who Vegeta was with when he'd done this, and what they might have done together with their minds betraying them from the alcohol and drugs. Worry came almost at the same time as the other feelings. Goku was worried if Vegeta was okay this time, or had he been hurt again? He also worried that this would never stop; Vegeta was going to die if it didn't. Goku knew that not all stories had a happy ending. The heat that was rising to his body was due to him thinking of the things that he could get Vegeta to do with him while he was in such a messed up state of mind. Guilt rushed over him for even thinking of taking advantage of Vegeta's problematic addictions.
Vegeta then undid his pants and let them slide to the floor. He stood there, completely still, in his plain black silk boxers. Goku had a nice rear view. Vegeta picked up a key from under the keyboard and sat down in the computer chair. Goku was lost. Vegeta reached for a box and unlocked it. He dropped the key on the computer desk, and flung the lid of the box open. The box was very small. Goku saw Vegeta draw out a hypodermic needle from the box.
Goku's eyes grew wide; he couldn't just lie there and let himself watch this. It was either he closed his eyes and hid from it, or he at least tried to stop him. From the light of the computer screen, Goku could pretty much only see the outline of Vegeta's body, and his right hand rising with the needle. Goku didn't want to let him do it, but he didn't want Vegeta to know he was awake either. He had no time to think. He made a small, but abruptly loud whimpering sound and tossed in the bed. He was carefully peeking out of one eye again, watching Vegeta.
Vegeta dropped the needle suddenly, and walked over slowly to the side of the bed. "Aunt Charlie, Barney, spider, is that you? Hahahaha. I didn't know I had and Aunt flower, wall, coat." Goku was startled. Vegeta was totally out of it. That last injection that Goku interrupted definantly saved Vegeta a good trip to the hospital again. Both relief and fear shot through Goku's still body. No time to think about what could happen next, just time to quickly distract him now. Goku was wondering what was in that box earlier. Now he felt stupid for not guessing. Goku was staying a few months at Vegeta's until the two of them figured out what to do after both having been divorced with their wives.
Goku made more whining noises drawing Vegeta closer to him. Vegeta reached the bed and fell. The only thing that saved him from hitting the floor was Goku's arms catching him. Goku pulled Vegeta up as he moved his own legs off of the bed to the floor. Vegeta was awake enough to be able to stand back up on his own. Goku sat him on the bed and turned the lamp back on. Horror struck his face when he saw Vegeta's. His lids were heavy, big black circles looked painted under his eyes, the insides of his eyes showed no white, just crimson red bloodshot. He looked so bad. Goku laid Vegeta down, and the moment that Goku looked at Vegeta's face after he stretched his legs down straight on the bed, Vegeta was out.
Goku stared at Vegeta's still form. "Why? Why? Why you?" Goku made sure Vegeta's heart was still beating and that he was breathing okay. Then he walked over to the computer desk, put the needle back into the box, and got rid of it all. He buried it in the bottom of a trashcan and would make sure it was smashed in the back of a garbage truck the next day. He sat back on the bed and watched Vegeta sleep. He soon fell asleep himself on the other side of Vegeta.
The next day when Goku woke, he instantly knew Vegeta was still there by feeling the warmth of his breath on his neck. Vegeta always liked to cuddle. He could also smell that sweet vanilla that Vegeta's body gave off. He didn't want to wake Vegeta, he needed all the sleep he could get, and besides, Goku was going to raid Vegeta's house today to get rid of all his alcohol and drugs and cigs. He couldn't let Vegeta catch him doing that. Vegeta slept like a baby since Goku stayed quiet and kept the blind, which was also black, and the curtains in the bedroom shut to prevent the sunlight from pouring in through the window.
Every once in a while Vegeta made deep moaning noises and flipped around in the bed. 'Trust Vegeta to make seductive noises even when he's deeply asleep', Goku thought to himself. Goku discovered that there was no room in the whole house that didn't have any of Vegeta's stashes in it somewhere. He also made other discoveries that were much more interesting to him, like the fact that Vegeta had gotten some new piercings. One in his right nipple, the other in his tongue. Goku liked. After the long day of searching was over, Goku walked outside and watched all of Vegeta's problems get loaded in the back of the garbage truck and smashed.
When nightfall came, Goku was kneeling on the floor beside Vegeta's sleeping figure on the bed. As Goku was studying Vegeta's angelic face, Vegeta's eyes fluttered open. For a quick second his face was horror- stricken as he looked around the room. After he realized he was in his room he went calm and stiff. "Wow, what a hangover." Vegeta laughed and sat up. He sat up too fast for his own good and sank back down into his king sized bed. He sat back up, very slowly this time, and looked at his arms. "Yup, that left a few new marks. Damn, my other ones just got done healing in some spots." Goku's lower lip trembled and his eyes became glassy with tears. Vegeta stared into his eyes and surprise washed over his face.
"What's wrong with you Kakkarott? C'mon tell me, who made you cry? I'll blow their brains out, I've been waiting for an excuse to do that to someone for a while." Goku stared back at Vegeta with more rage than sadness now. "You! You did this to me! You made me cry! How are you so stupid, but yet so perfect? Why do you slowly come closer to killing yourself every day and not even care? Don't you realize what you're doing to yourself? Did it ever occur to you that maybe other people care about you, even if you don't? Did you ever think that maybe I'm so scared for you?"
Goku was breaking out all of his anger at Vegeta now. Something he's wanted to do for years. Now he was regretting not doing it a long time ago. Because it felt great. "Do you realize that if you were to die, I'd kill myself? You have no idea how much I care about you! Well, just to show you a little bit of how much I care, I got rid of all your shit! Your stupid drugs and drinks and smokes! Yeah, that's right, every last bit of it is gone!"
Vegeta had a puzzled look on his face. He was being forced to take in way too much stuff to handle. He sat for a few seconds in the room putting it all together, listening to Goku's ragged breath. All of the sudden, he bursted, "You what? No, I'm not hearing this! You did not just say that.no, no, no, no, no. No! You Didn't!" Vegeta's veins were pressing out hard and clear against his neck. "I did!" Goku yelled back. Confusion passed over Vegeta's face and Goku saw it. Vegeta couldn't decide whether to be severely pissed or scared. If he didn't get more soon, his withdraw symptoms would drag him to the grave.
He decided on both options and rested his head in his hands while his elbows did the same on his knees. He remained very still, thinking. Goku's rage, mixed with fear and hurt, slipped down to a minimum as he tried to contemplate what was going on in Vegeta's mind. 'He's going to kill me now isn't he? He's sitting there planning on how he's going to do it. No, he's too calm seeming for that. But he's thinking of something.he's very intense. Hmm what could he be thinking.' Goku's thoughts trailed off as Vegeta sat massaging his temples. Vegeta broke off Goku's process of thinking. "Kakkarott, I don't think you understand what you have just done." "No! You don't understand what you almost did last night! If I wouldn't have interrupted it you would be lying sick in a hospital right now, possibly dead! Don't tell me that I don't realize things! I realize that I saved you because I care! And I.I."
"You.care? And you what? I.feel so stupid. I guess I was always too caught up in my own mind to ever think that I was affecting anyone but myself. I honestly didn't know that anyone else really cared, let alone that anyone even really paid attention to what I was doing." Goku looked at him in confusion. 'He's actually being civil to me about all this when I just told him what I did to his stuff? And, is he actually on the brink of apologizing? Oh my god, he really didn't think anybody cared.is that what led him to start this in the first place? And he didn't think anybody knew he did this stuff either. Wow, that's surprising. You would think he'd be so full of himself for being the Prince of all sayjins and think that everybody cared.' Goku met Vegeta's black eyes. "Of course I care. And lots of people know what you're doing. You're son is worried sick but is afraid to say anything because he thinks you'll beat the shit out of him. My son is stressed out because his best friend won't think of anything but you dying. So of course that affects their mother's too. And Gohan since he is Goten's brother."
Vegeta looked away taking it all in and then turned his head back to meet Goku's gaze. "Will anyone ever forgive me for this? How can I make it up to them?" Vegeta looked slightly worried, which was very new to Goku. Nobody ever saw any emotion what so ever in Vegeta. The high Prince was always very good at hiding his feelings. But Goku, as well as everyone else, knew very well that Vegeta did have feelings just as they did. "Anyway, as you were saying, even though it couldn't possibly be right, what don't I realize that I have done?" Vegeta looked at him and then remembered what he was trying to say moments ago. "Well.it's.nothing. You wouldn't understand. You have never had to learn about anything that has to do with any of the stuff that I've been doing. So even to tell you would be senseless because you wouldn't get it anyway." Vegeta looked at the wall to the side hopelessly.
Goku opened his mouth, and then closed it. He was going to ask what it was that he wouldn't understand, but then he thought twice and agreed with Vegeta's reasoning. It would be too complicated for him. And besides, whatever it was might make him mad again. He already felt bad enough for raising his voice at the fragile being. He didn't want to do it again. Vegeta felt Goku's eyes staring at him like a hole boring into him. He turned his head and Goku quickly looked away. Vegeta didn't question it and stood up. He walked to the door and turned the knob. "Where are you going 'Ge.Vegeta?" Goku looked at him in wonder. "I have to go to work." Goku stood up and walked over to Vegeta. "Do you still work at that office place? The place in Capsule Corps. just like Trunks does?"
Vegeta had to fight from letting his eyes widen. He forgot that none of his family or 'friends', as they call themselves, knew that he had taken up a new line of work. He quickly made something up. "Uh.no. I work.some other place now Kakkarott. But I have to leave now or I'll be late. I'll see you when I get back. You will be here right?" Goku nodded. "How long will you be gone? I don't want to be here by myself again all day." Vegeta shrugged and started down the hall. "I should be back around three in the morning tomorrow." Goku's head jerked up. "What!? Three in the morning? That's a long time? What is that job that keeps you out that late?"
Vegeta thought fast. "Well, I.I uh.I.it's no use! I work at the bar!" Vegeta blurted out. He let his head fall to look at the floor. "Oh. so do you own it or just serve drinks there?" Goku was still talking in his happy go lucky voice as if Vegeta hadn't just told him something that he was sure he'd be disgusted at. 'Did he just use that same voice? After what I just said? Does he honestly think that I own it or something? He is truly stupid. Should I just say I own it then? Or should I say I serve drinks? Or maybe I should tell the truth. I don't know what to say. Well, knowing him now he's going to go there just to find out for sure. And I don't want to have to explain a lie later so I'll just tell him. Besides, he can't stop me, and he shouldn't really care that much.'
"No, neither. I dance there." Goku's eyes widened and he did nothing to hide it. His mouth dropped open and he stared at Vegeta in disbelief. "W- what. you mean.you dance there like.strip-like dance? You dance.in front of people there?" Vegeta just nodded. "Yes, I dirty dance there. And yes there is always a very large audience. But I don't really strip because I am already wearing nothing much when I come up on stage. And I don't do it naked. But most people would call it naked anyway because the things I wear are not really clothing of any type. Sometimes nothing but some strings and a little patch are there to cover my body. Which of course isn't really covering your body." Vegeta's cheeks were warming with a tint of pink to them.
"Well. do they ever get to touch you? The audience I mean." Goku asked. 'They better not'. "No, in fact, they are not allowed to do that. If they do the bodyguards throw them out. The guards are there for that very reason. But the others do get to touch me." Goku's face of relief changed to surprise. "What others? There should be no others. The audience and that's it. Surely the waiters and waitresses are too busy doing their job for that. And I'm sure the manager is never present anyway. Who else could there be? Who touches you?!" Goku was mad now. But not burning with it yet. "The other dancers. I am not the only dancer. But I am the favorite of the whole bar. I am the only one requested and I hear it gets pretty bad when they are told I'm not there. Why do you care so much any Kakkarott? It's not like you are getting touched or you have to touch me." Vegeta snickered and Goku's face grew hot and red at the cheeks. He looked away to hide his blush.
"I. I don't care. I was j.just wondering." 'Oh Vegeta, you think I'm caring because I'm pitying somebody having to touch you, but really I'm very jealous because they get to and I don't.' Vegeta continued walked towards the door that led outside. "Then don't worry about it. I'm leaving now." Goku was still following him. Then something struck Goku. 'Hey, he said he was already wearing barely anything when he gets to the stage, so shouldn't he be changing into whatever it is right now? Yes, maybe I'll get to see him in it.' Goku tinged at the thought of seeing Vegeta in so little. "Hey Vegeta, aren't you going to change into your exotic dancing clothes first?" Vegeta kept walking as he unlocked his car door. "There's a changing room there Kakkarott, and my outfit is already in the back of my car." Vegeta got into his car and started the engine.
Goku wanted to take up as much as Vegeta's time as he could. He didn't want anyone touching his koi anymore than he had to allow it. So he stalled him again. "Hey Vegeta, can I see your outfit? Please?" Goku made and innocent begging face but Vegeta didn't give in. "I would show you but I'm already running late. And the boss gets really mad about that. I'm gonna get some extra beatings this time. So, if you want to see it that bad you'll have to come to the bar to see it then. And it will be on me by then. I doubt you want to see that display so I guess you'll have to wait to see it when I get home." Vegeta shut his car door and sped off.
Goku thought about that and came to the conclusion that Vegeta would be showing it to him later when it was not on his body. He would probably change out of it before he got home. Even if he were going to keep it on for Goku to see, he wanted to go make sure that nobody touched his koi or got the impression that they owned him. 'Vegeta is mine! Nobody else's!' Goku looked down at the ground in disappointment, 'I hope he doesn't have anymore painful secrets that I don't know. But then again, maybe my secret would disgust him so bad that it pained him.but I can't tell him, I'm not even sure of it myself.'
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, language, abuse, drugs, alcohol
' ' = Thoughts
Italics = A word being said louder or thought harder.strong emphasis on a word
Secrets Revealed
Chapter One: "Painful Findings"
Light spilled through the crack under the door and he quickly turned off his lamp, shoved his picture under the pillow, and let his body go limp under the thick, velvet covers. Someone walked quietly into the room and his vanilla scent filled the room as he entered. His skin always had a natural aroma of vanilla. When the smell hit the still man's nose his face flushed with heat. How ironic that the man he was just looking at in a photo walked into the room just as he was thinking of him. He let out a breath that he didn't know he'd been holding, ever so shallowly. He froze his body up, tighter and tighter as the small man's footsteps came closer to his bed.
He waited a few seconds, almost expecting the man to sit on his bedside. When he could no longer hear anything but the petite sayjin's rapid breathing, he peeked out of one eye. He took in the surroundings of the room, highlighted by the light that the stars and half moon were ever so lightly giving off. The room was very big. Much bigger than a master bedroom, because this was the richest sayjin's mansion. There was a window in the room that was framed by two red silk curtains. The carpet was pure ebony, and very clean as always. The walls were painted to match the carpet. The computer was positioned in a corner of the room against the same wall that the door opened to. He searched around with that one eye frantically and spotted the slightly older man standing beside the computer. His body was still, blocking the screen's glow from the computer. He stood, and slid off his shirt, dropping it carelessly to the floor. Goku could smell it all the way across the room in his breath, Vegeta was drunk again. But that didn't explain the rapid breathing, he was high again too. Small shocks of panic, jealousy, worry, and heat ran up Goku's body.
The panic was from wondering if he was okay. The jealousy came from not knowing who Vegeta was with when he'd done this, and what they might have done together with their minds betraying them from the alcohol and drugs. Worry came almost at the same time as the other feelings. Goku was worried if Vegeta was okay this time, or had he been hurt again? He also worried that this would never stop; Vegeta was going to die if it didn't. Goku knew that not all stories had a happy ending. The heat that was rising to his body was due to him thinking of the things that he could get Vegeta to do with him while he was in such a messed up state of mind. Guilt rushed over him for even thinking of taking advantage of Vegeta's problematic addictions.
Vegeta then undid his pants and let them slide to the floor. He stood there, completely still, in his plain black silk boxers. Goku had a nice rear view. Vegeta picked up a key from under the keyboard and sat down in the computer chair. Goku was lost. Vegeta reached for a box and unlocked it. He dropped the key on the computer desk, and flung the lid of the box open. The box was very small. Goku saw Vegeta draw out a hypodermic needle from the box.
Goku's eyes grew wide; he couldn't just lie there and let himself watch this. It was either he closed his eyes and hid from it, or he at least tried to stop him. From the light of the computer screen, Goku could pretty much only see the outline of Vegeta's body, and his right hand rising with the needle. Goku didn't want to let him do it, but he didn't want Vegeta to know he was awake either. He had no time to think. He made a small, but abruptly loud whimpering sound and tossed in the bed. He was carefully peeking out of one eye again, watching Vegeta.
Vegeta dropped the needle suddenly, and walked over slowly to the side of the bed. "Aunt Charlie, Barney, spider, is that you? Hahahaha. I didn't know I had and Aunt flower, wall, coat." Goku was startled. Vegeta was totally out of it. That last injection that Goku interrupted definantly saved Vegeta a good trip to the hospital again. Both relief and fear shot through Goku's still body. No time to think about what could happen next, just time to quickly distract him now. Goku was wondering what was in that box earlier. Now he felt stupid for not guessing. Goku was staying a few months at Vegeta's until the two of them figured out what to do after both having been divorced with their wives.
Goku made more whining noises drawing Vegeta closer to him. Vegeta reached the bed and fell. The only thing that saved him from hitting the floor was Goku's arms catching him. Goku pulled Vegeta up as he moved his own legs off of the bed to the floor. Vegeta was awake enough to be able to stand back up on his own. Goku sat him on the bed and turned the lamp back on. Horror struck his face when he saw Vegeta's. His lids were heavy, big black circles looked painted under his eyes, the insides of his eyes showed no white, just crimson red bloodshot. He looked so bad. Goku laid Vegeta down, and the moment that Goku looked at Vegeta's face after he stretched his legs down straight on the bed, Vegeta was out.
Goku stared at Vegeta's still form. "Why? Why? Why you?" Goku made sure Vegeta's heart was still beating and that he was breathing okay. Then he walked over to the computer desk, put the needle back into the box, and got rid of it all. He buried it in the bottom of a trashcan and would make sure it was smashed in the back of a garbage truck the next day. He sat back on the bed and watched Vegeta sleep. He soon fell asleep himself on the other side of Vegeta.
The next day when Goku woke, he instantly knew Vegeta was still there by feeling the warmth of his breath on his neck. Vegeta always liked to cuddle. He could also smell that sweet vanilla that Vegeta's body gave off. He didn't want to wake Vegeta, he needed all the sleep he could get, and besides, Goku was going to raid Vegeta's house today to get rid of all his alcohol and drugs and cigs. He couldn't let Vegeta catch him doing that. Vegeta slept like a baby since Goku stayed quiet and kept the blind, which was also black, and the curtains in the bedroom shut to prevent the sunlight from pouring in through the window.
Every once in a while Vegeta made deep moaning noises and flipped around in the bed. 'Trust Vegeta to make seductive noises even when he's deeply asleep', Goku thought to himself. Goku discovered that there was no room in the whole house that didn't have any of Vegeta's stashes in it somewhere. He also made other discoveries that were much more interesting to him, like the fact that Vegeta had gotten some new piercings. One in his right nipple, the other in his tongue. Goku liked. After the long day of searching was over, Goku walked outside and watched all of Vegeta's problems get loaded in the back of the garbage truck and smashed.
When nightfall came, Goku was kneeling on the floor beside Vegeta's sleeping figure on the bed. As Goku was studying Vegeta's angelic face, Vegeta's eyes fluttered open. For a quick second his face was horror- stricken as he looked around the room. After he realized he was in his room he went calm and stiff. "Wow, what a hangover." Vegeta laughed and sat up. He sat up too fast for his own good and sank back down into his king sized bed. He sat back up, very slowly this time, and looked at his arms. "Yup, that left a few new marks. Damn, my other ones just got done healing in some spots." Goku's lower lip trembled and his eyes became glassy with tears. Vegeta stared into his eyes and surprise washed over his face.
"What's wrong with you Kakkarott? C'mon tell me, who made you cry? I'll blow their brains out, I've been waiting for an excuse to do that to someone for a while." Goku stared back at Vegeta with more rage than sadness now. "You! You did this to me! You made me cry! How are you so stupid, but yet so perfect? Why do you slowly come closer to killing yourself every day and not even care? Don't you realize what you're doing to yourself? Did it ever occur to you that maybe other people care about you, even if you don't? Did you ever think that maybe I'm so scared for you?"
Goku was breaking out all of his anger at Vegeta now. Something he's wanted to do for years. Now he was regretting not doing it a long time ago. Because it felt great. "Do you realize that if you were to die, I'd kill myself? You have no idea how much I care about you! Well, just to show you a little bit of how much I care, I got rid of all your shit! Your stupid drugs and drinks and smokes! Yeah, that's right, every last bit of it is gone!"
Vegeta had a puzzled look on his face. He was being forced to take in way too much stuff to handle. He sat for a few seconds in the room putting it all together, listening to Goku's ragged breath. All of the sudden, he bursted, "You what? No, I'm not hearing this! You did not just say that.no, no, no, no, no. No! You Didn't!" Vegeta's veins were pressing out hard and clear against his neck. "I did!" Goku yelled back. Confusion passed over Vegeta's face and Goku saw it. Vegeta couldn't decide whether to be severely pissed or scared. If he didn't get more soon, his withdraw symptoms would drag him to the grave.
He decided on both options and rested his head in his hands while his elbows did the same on his knees. He remained very still, thinking. Goku's rage, mixed with fear and hurt, slipped down to a minimum as he tried to contemplate what was going on in Vegeta's mind. 'He's going to kill me now isn't he? He's sitting there planning on how he's going to do it. No, he's too calm seeming for that. But he's thinking of something.he's very intense. Hmm what could he be thinking.' Goku's thoughts trailed off as Vegeta sat massaging his temples. Vegeta broke off Goku's process of thinking. "Kakkarott, I don't think you understand what you have just done." "No! You don't understand what you almost did last night! If I wouldn't have interrupted it you would be lying sick in a hospital right now, possibly dead! Don't tell me that I don't realize things! I realize that I saved you because I care! And I.I."
"You.care? And you what? I.feel so stupid. I guess I was always too caught up in my own mind to ever think that I was affecting anyone but myself. I honestly didn't know that anyone else really cared, let alone that anyone even really paid attention to what I was doing." Goku looked at him in confusion. 'He's actually being civil to me about all this when I just told him what I did to his stuff? And, is he actually on the brink of apologizing? Oh my god, he really didn't think anybody cared.is that what led him to start this in the first place? And he didn't think anybody knew he did this stuff either. Wow, that's surprising. You would think he'd be so full of himself for being the Prince of all sayjins and think that everybody cared.' Goku met Vegeta's black eyes. "Of course I care. And lots of people know what you're doing. You're son is worried sick but is afraid to say anything because he thinks you'll beat the shit out of him. My son is stressed out because his best friend won't think of anything but you dying. So of course that affects their mother's too. And Gohan since he is Goten's brother."
Vegeta looked away taking it all in and then turned his head back to meet Goku's gaze. "Will anyone ever forgive me for this? How can I make it up to them?" Vegeta looked slightly worried, which was very new to Goku. Nobody ever saw any emotion what so ever in Vegeta. The high Prince was always very good at hiding his feelings. But Goku, as well as everyone else, knew very well that Vegeta did have feelings just as they did. "Anyway, as you were saying, even though it couldn't possibly be right, what don't I realize that I have done?" Vegeta looked at him and then remembered what he was trying to say moments ago. "Well.it's.nothing. You wouldn't understand. You have never had to learn about anything that has to do with any of the stuff that I've been doing. So even to tell you would be senseless because you wouldn't get it anyway." Vegeta looked at the wall to the side hopelessly.
Goku opened his mouth, and then closed it. He was going to ask what it was that he wouldn't understand, but then he thought twice and agreed with Vegeta's reasoning. It would be too complicated for him. And besides, whatever it was might make him mad again. He already felt bad enough for raising his voice at the fragile being. He didn't want to do it again. Vegeta felt Goku's eyes staring at him like a hole boring into him. He turned his head and Goku quickly looked away. Vegeta didn't question it and stood up. He walked to the door and turned the knob. "Where are you going 'Ge.Vegeta?" Goku looked at him in wonder. "I have to go to work." Goku stood up and walked over to Vegeta. "Do you still work at that office place? The place in Capsule Corps. just like Trunks does?"
Vegeta had to fight from letting his eyes widen. He forgot that none of his family or 'friends', as they call themselves, knew that he had taken up a new line of work. He quickly made something up. "Uh.no. I work.some other place now Kakkarott. But I have to leave now or I'll be late. I'll see you when I get back. You will be here right?" Goku nodded. "How long will you be gone? I don't want to be here by myself again all day." Vegeta shrugged and started down the hall. "I should be back around three in the morning tomorrow." Goku's head jerked up. "What!? Three in the morning? That's a long time? What is that job that keeps you out that late?"
Vegeta thought fast. "Well, I.I uh.I.it's no use! I work at the bar!" Vegeta blurted out. He let his head fall to look at the floor. "Oh. so do you own it or just serve drinks there?" Goku was still talking in his happy go lucky voice as if Vegeta hadn't just told him something that he was sure he'd be disgusted at. 'Did he just use that same voice? After what I just said? Does he honestly think that I own it or something? He is truly stupid. Should I just say I own it then? Or should I say I serve drinks? Or maybe I should tell the truth. I don't know what to say. Well, knowing him now he's going to go there just to find out for sure. And I don't want to have to explain a lie later so I'll just tell him. Besides, he can't stop me, and he shouldn't really care that much.'
"No, neither. I dance there." Goku's eyes widened and he did nothing to hide it. His mouth dropped open and he stared at Vegeta in disbelief. "W- what. you mean.you dance there like.strip-like dance? You dance.in front of people there?" Vegeta just nodded. "Yes, I dirty dance there. And yes there is always a very large audience. But I don't really strip because I am already wearing nothing much when I come up on stage. And I don't do it naked. But most people would call it naked anyway because the things I wear are not really clothing of any type. Sometimes nothing but some strings and a little patch are there to cover my body. Which of course isn't really covering your body." Vegeta's cheeks were warming with a tint of pink to them.
"Well. do they ever get to touch you? The audience I mean." Goku asked. 'They better not'. "No, in fact, they are not allowed to do that. If they do the bodyguards throw them out. The guards are there for that very reason. But the others do get to touch me." Goku's face of relief changed to surprise. "What others? There should be no others. The audience and that's it. Surely the waiters and waitresses are too busy doing their job for that. And I'm sure the manager is never present anyway. Who else could there be? Who touches you?!" Goku was mad now. But not burning with it yet. "The other dancers. I am not the only dancer. But I am the favorite of the whole bar. I am the only one requested and I hear it gets pretty bad when they are told I'm not there. Why do you care so much any Kakkarott? It's not like you are getting touched or you have to touch me." Vegeta snickered and Goku's face grew hot and red at the cheeks. He looked away to hide his blush.
"I. I don't care. I was j.just wondering." 'Oh Vegeta, you think I'm caring because I'm pitying somebody having to touch you, but really I'm very jealous because they get to and I don't.' Vegeta continued walked towards the door that led outside. "Then don't worry about it. I'm leaving now." Goku was still following him. Then something struck Goku. 'Hey, he said he was already wearing barely anything when he gets to the stage, so shouldn't he be changing into whatever it is right now? Yes, maybe I'll get to see him in it.' Goku tinged at the thought of seeing Vegeta in so little. "Hey Vegeta, aren't you going to change into your exotic dancing clothes first?" Vegeta kept walking as he unlocked his car door. "There's a changing room there Kakkarott, and my outfit is already in the back of my car." Vegeta got into his car and started the engine.
Goku wanted to take up as much as Vegeta's time as he could. He didn't want anyone touching his koi anymore than he had to allow it. So he stalled him again. "Hey Vegeta, can I see your outfit? Please?" Goku made and innocent begging face but Vegeta didn't give in. "I would show you but I'm already running late. And the boss gets really mad about that. I'm gonna get some extra beatings this time. So, if you want to see it that bad you'll have to come to the bar to see it then. And it will be on me by then. I doubt you want to see that display so I guess you'll have to wait to see it when I get home." Vegeta shut his car door and sped off.
Goku thought about that and came to the conclusion that Vegeta would be showing it to him later when it was not on his body. He would probably change out of it before he got home. Even if he were going to keep it on for Goku to see, he wanted to go make sure that nobody touched his koi or got the impression that they owned him. 'Vegeta is mine! Nobody else's!' Goku looked down at the ground in disappointment, 'I hope he doesn't have anymore painful secrets that I don't know. But then again, maybe my secret would disgust him so bad that it pained him.but I can't tell him, I'm not even sure of it myself.'