Goku's decision
"Kakarot!!" Vegeta yelled as he took the eggs out of the frying pan. "Come and eat now before I do!"
"Okay!" he called.
Three weeks had passed in Son Goku's house ever since Vegeta arrived, and things had already begun to change. Goku wasn't much at cooking, but he could do laundry. Vegeta found this to be rather useful and the day after he moved in, they made a deal. He does the cooking and Goku does the washing. Goku whole-heartedly agreed. Vegeta at thought he'd keep to himself, keeping away from Goku as he normally did. But to his surprise and Goku's delight, he actually spent more time with the burly, Earth-raised Saiyan. Not that he minded, but after being rescued he presumed that he'd stay far away from the Earth baka as possible.
Goku came running into the kitchen and came to a screeching halt when he saw the food laid out over the large table. He stared at it with wide eyes before he turned to Vegeta with a grin on his face.
"Sugoi, Vegeta-san!" he said as he hopped into the nearest chair. "You've really outdone yourself this time! Wonton soup, Egg rolls, Oden, Dim sum and Onigirii…what a feast!" Vegeta chuckled as he placed the bubbling Oden on the table.
"That's what you said last time, Kakarot." He cocked his eyebrows. "Or are you just trying to keep on my good side?" Goku laughed.
"Guess you know me by now, eh Vegeta?" he said as he sheepishly put his hand behind his back. Vegeta grinned as he sat opposite the burly Saiyan.
"Hn. Just remember that the Oden is still very hot. You remember what happened last time?"
"Hai," Goku admitted, an embarrassed blush creeping up on his cheeks. "I burnt myself quite bad." Vegeta nodded.
"Hai, and I don't need another panic attack today!" Goku grinned at him, instantly knowing what the ouji was planning.
"Is someone going to be 'working' again today, hmm?" he asked coyly. Vegeta shivered at the husky tone of his voice, but he managed to steady his hands as he picked up his chopsticks.
"That's none of your business." Vegeta tried to say it in a cold tone, but because he had spent so much time around Goku, his voice held a sort of teasing to it. Goku grinned as he watched the ouji dig in, a sign that he was avoiding the conversation. But he didn't mind. At least he could eat as well.
You're all probably wondering what in the hell is going on in this house all of a sudden? Why hasn't Goku just dug in as soon as he entered the kitchen and why was Vegeta acting so friendly. Over those three weeks, more than doing laundry and spending more time with each other had happened. Vegeta had actually managed to curb Goku so that he only ate when Vegeta did…otherwise all the food would be gone before Vegeta could get to it! And because they spent so much time around each other, they began to pick up on each other's little traits. Vegeta became a little softer and Goku actually became a little more bold and snide. They never really had arguments, as it became obvious that Vegeta was the one most likely to win, as proven in (as Goku would like to call it) 'The Chocolate Cake' incident. What happened was Vegeta had baked a chocolate cake, with rich chocolate filling and frosting. Goku just 'happened' to enter the kitchen, got a whiff of the cake and began to devour the cake. When Vegeta entered and saw Goku stuffing his face with his hard work, he got rather pissed off and tried to wrestle the last little bit from him. In the process, both Saiyan's shirts got ripped off and both were covered in chocolate. How does this prove that Vegeta will win every argument? Simple.
Goku was arguing over how nasty Vegeta was not letting him have any of his cake and Vegeta was yelling at Goku, throwing every swearword in every language he knew at him. Goku challenged Vegeta, demanding to know what he was going to do about it. Vegeta was now pissed as hell. He knocked Goku over, straddled his hips and began to lick the chocolate off his chest, neck, arms and fingers. Vegeta didn't know then, and still didn't know, just how he was affecting Goku. Goku didn't really think much when Vegeta knocked him over, but when he started to lick the chocolate off, Goku became very, very, very aroused. And things didn't get any better even when Vegeta was finished, as he began to suck the chocolate off his own fingers. Goku had to excuse himself quickly, saying he had to clean the rest off. Well, that was half-true…he had to excuse himself so he could have a cold shower to get rid of his 'little' problem.
And how does this prove that Vegeta will win every argument. Simple. If Goku retaliates, somehow or other, Vegeta will end up arousing him. And he didn't want to get caught by his fantasy, at least not until he felt he was ready to share.
Once they were finished, Goku leaned back into his chair and patted his stomach.
"Wow! I'm so stuffed!" he said. "Man! Chichi could cook good, but you're even better! I suppose it's because you're a Saiyan too so you know we eat, hmm?"
"I guess so." Vegeta said as he stood up, a pile of dishes in his arms. "By the way, Kakarot," he said as he ran the tap. "What time are the brats supposed to be coming?" Goku walked over to him, the rest the dishes in his arms.
"Umm…I think Goten said they'd be over right after school." He said as he placed the dishes in the sink. Vegeta nodded.
"Okay, I guess they should be along soon." Goku watched Vegeta as he washed up, following the small ouji's movements. In all his life, he never thought that Vegeta could wash a dish. He always thought it was the opposite, that because Vegeta was the Saiyan no Ouji, he couldn't wash a dish to save his life. But after Vegeta's first official meal in the house, Vegeta apparently managed to teach Goku a thing or two about getting grease off a pan. Goku smiled as he placed a pile of sparkling clean plates on the dish rack.
Funny, he thought. Years ago, I would never have imagined that Vegeta would be living with me, washing dishes and cooking for me. Hell, I would never had DREAMED that he would ever want to live with me! But here he is…my ouji. He smiled. He was really glad that he had divorced Chichi; otherwise he wouldn't have been able to see who Vegeta truly was. True, he hadn't seen much. But of the little he had seen, he could tell that Vegeta was the most intriguing of all he had ever met. Vegeta claimed that he didn't have a heart, yet he had shown that he had biggest one of them all. He claimed that he was an emotionless man, yet he was overflowing with all sorts of emotions, some of which Goku had never felt himself.
Vegeta washed the last of the dishes he had picked up and dried his hands on a towel. He turned his head to Goku and gave him a truly mischievous look. Goku frowned, not sure of what was going on in Vegeta's head at that moment. Vegeta walked over to the fridge and promptly pulled out a huge chocolate cake, like the one from 'The Chocolate Cake' incident, and a plateful of delicious looking pastries. Goku's eyes widened as he caught on to why Vegeta was grinning at him like that.
"Hey!" he yelped as he stood by the sink, hands still washing away. "Why didn't you tell me about that?!"
"Simple, baka," Vegeta said as he placed them on the kitchen table. "If I did, Goten and Trunks wouldn't have anything to eat when they get here, hmm?" he winked at Goku. Of course, he didn't know how his small, innocent little gestures were affecting Goku, and Goku had to turn back to the sink to hide the deep crimson that had enveloped his cheeks.
Aaargh!! He yelled at himself. This has got to stop! Either Vegeta has to stop doing stuff like that or I must control myself more because…Kami-sama! I don't know how long I can last without leaping onto him and ravishing him wherever we are! Because the first option was the least likely, Goku had to go with option two.
The small little things that Vegeta did may not seem enough to make Goku lose all his self-control, but when they reminded him of the very hot and very steamy dreams he used to have, he found his control slipping. But what stopped him from doing what his body wanted the most was two things. The first was that Vegeta might not like him in the same way he felt about him. The second was that he didn't know if he was thinking about Vegeta like this because he hadn't had sex in a while and was now picking on the small, lithe and petit ouji or what. But, once he thought about it, the second reason sounded quite stupid, because he and Chichi had only ever done it twice, and that resulted in Gohan and Goten. He had never thought of so much sex before in all his life, or had wet dreams when he was a teenager. But that was before Vegeta came into his life.
Two very familiar ki's wrenched him from his musings. Vegeta apparently felt it too, as he walked over to the window by the sink and looked out.
"Hmm…those two took quite a time." He said. "It's already 3:30."
"They probably stopped along the way to torment some poor creature." Goku said as he grinned down at the ouji. "Something they picked up from their Gaka no Ouji?" Goku was rewarded when Vegeta's eyes widened and a splash of light pink found it's was to his cheeks, filling them with colour. He quickly turned his head away before the gentle Saiyan could see the blush, but it was too late.
K…Kakarot has NEVER called me that before… he thought, feeling somewhat giddy by this new nickname. 'Geta was a cute name, but this was somehow different. It made him feel lightheaded and his heart beat a mile a minute. But he soon forced the blush away when there was a knock at the door. Vegeta walked to the living room.
"Don't…eat." He warned as he left the room. Goku pouted, but it was only a half pout as he was still thinking about how adorable Vegeta looked with a light pink streak across the bridge of his nose.
Kawaii!! He thought as he washed up the last of the dishes.
"Konnichiwa, otousan!" greeted Goten as he ran into the kitchen and leapt onto Goku's back. Goku just smiled as the demi-Saiyan clone clung to his back.
"Hey there, kiddo!" he greeted back. "Sorry I can't hold you right now, but my hands are kinda wet."
"That's okay." He said as he slid down, back to the ground.
"Konnichiwa, Goku-san." Said Trunks.
"Konnichiwa, Tru-chan." Said Goku. "Are you two here again for your regular art classes?"
"Hai!" declared Goten as he raised his hands in the air. "Vegeta-sama's been helping us out a lot! He's the greatest artist we've ever seen!"
"Hai." Agreed Trunks before he puffed up and grinned at Goten. "I told you my tousan is better than yours." Goten frowned, lips pulled in a pout as he sought out a retort that would give his father credit but not go against Vegeta.
"So?" he snapped. "Your tousan's better in some things, like my tousan's better than your dad in other things."
"Like what?" Goten's eyes widened as he sputtered, desperate to defend his father but not insult Vegeta.
"Umm…uh…aahh…"
"It's okay, Goten." Goku said as he dried his hands on a towel. "Vegeta's better than me in a lot of things. Like he can fight, he can cook, he can draw and paint…" Goku was rather fortunate that Vegeta walked in at that moment, as he almost got carried away.
"Okay, are you two ready?" They nodded.
"Hai, Vegeta-sama." They said.
"Don't you two want to eat something first?" he asked, tilting his head towards the cake and pastries. At the sight, both demi-Saiyan's eyes lit up and they charged over to the table. Vegeta sighed as he sweat dropped. "I guess I'll take that as a 'yes'."
Within a few minutes, the cake and pastries were gone, leaving three very empty plates and two very satisfied Saiyan's.
"Wow, Vegeta-san!" complimented Goten. "You've always been good at cooking, but you just get better every single time!" Vegeta gave him a little smile as he sat on a chair, sketching Goku. Goku often pretended that he didn't know what Vegeta was up, but the truth was, he knew very well that his ouji was drawing him. He didn't know why, nor did he question so. He was just happy to know that his ouji was thinking of him, other than 'Kakarot, the great Saiyan failure'. He just sat at the table with Trunks and Goten, looking out the window.
I hope this makes a good picture for 'Geta. He thought as he took a sip from his Kou Chaa. Trunks licked the sticky chocolate off his lips, as well as his nose and cheeks. Goten giggled at the sight until Trunks pointed out that he, too, had a faceful of the sweet cake. While Goten licked the remnants from his face, trunks hopped off his chair to take a look at what his father was doing. He knew it shouldn't have come as a surprise to him, but his father had, once again, drawn a perfect picture. Everything about Goku was perfect, as it was.
Kami-sama, he thought. It looks just like Goten's tousan sitting across there! Wow, my tousan sure is the greatest! The best fighter, the Saiyan no Ouji, a great chef and now a great artist! He frowned as he thought of Gohan. I wonder how Gohan can say that my tousan is only good at fighting? I mean, all Gohan does is study and fight. My tousan at least lives life, not behind a book. Trunks was so proud of his father, but he knew the real reason why Vegeta was like this. He had put two and two together after Gohan told him and Goten about their adventures on Old Namek and how Vegeta only stuck around because of Goku. It's really incredible. It's really because of Goten's tousan that my tousan is so great. He frowned again as he remembered something that had always confused him. Demo…if tousan is so great, how come he hides it from everyone?
Goten watched his best friend look over Vegeta's shoulder, watching him draw. He knew what Vegeta was drawing, it was so obvious. Because Goten had Gohan for a brother, he always heard Gohan tell him of how if Goku hadn't let him go, Vegeta may not be in this realm. He was also told, very often, that the only real reason why Vegeta came to Earth was to challenge Goku. Goten realised that Vegeta would obviously have to remain on Earth now that he had a son, but one thing had remained unchanged; his obsession with Goku.
Gohan always told me that Vegeta has a fighting obsession with tousan. He thought to himself as he sat and sucked chocolate filling off a fork. But…Vegeta-sama doesn't seem to hate tousan. He actually seems to like him very much. Goten had always been told by his mother that same-sexed relationships were wrong and that girls should go with boys and vice versa. But despite the same innocent outward appearance, Goten was far smarter than his older sibling. He knew that it was only on this particular planet that same-sexed relationships were shunned. Maybe it was normal for them on Vegeta-sei… he thought. Goten sighed as he chided himself for thinking such things. I guess the only reason why I think like this is because I want BOTH tousan and Vegeta to be my parents. I want to live with them like a normal Saiyan family. Goten may have only been a half-breed, but he certainly had more Saiyan than his brother. Trunks had no worries over it as his tousan was already raising him the Saiyan way. I wish my tousan would remember what it was like being a Saiyan. I wish tousan could get married before kaasan so I can move in with him. He sighed heavily again. I wish my tousan would marry Vegeta…
"Hora! Goten!" Goten piped his head up as his eyes came back into focus. "Are you planning on sucking that fork until you dissolve the metal or do you want to see my tousan's drawing?" Trunks said cheekily. "Remember, we're supposed to be picking up tips for school."
"Oh! Gomen nasai," Goten apologized. "I was just thinking…"
"Honto ni? Of what?" asked Trunks. Goten opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again when he realised that maybe he was wrong in saying it. Also, he didn't want to embarrass the two Saiyan's.
"Umm…I'll tell you later." Trunks frowned, but when he saw that look in his friend's eyes, he knew what it was.
"No! Not like that!" Vegeta berated Goten as he clumsily washed the brush. "If you rub it that hard, you'll wrench the bristles out!"
"Gomen."
"And Trunks…" Vegeta stared at the lavender-haired demi-Saiyan. "What in all the hells in the other world do you think you're doing?!" Trunks looked up with large innocent, crystal orbs.
"I wanted to give my painting an original touch." He said simply. Vegeta stared with wide eyes.
"Well, I must certainly commend you on your original idea to use fruit puree for your painting, but that's not the reason why I'm yelling."
"Ara?" Trunks looked up at his tousan. "Then…why are you yelling?"
"Because," he said. "YOU'RE GETTING IT ALL OVER ME!!!" Trunks looked up and, sure enough, saw splatters of kiwi, mango and pineapple on Vegeta's face. Goten peered from behind Vegeta, a grin on his face as well as huge splotches of Trunks's 'special' paint.
"I never knew art could be so tasty," he said as he grinned. Trunks stared at the two as a deep blush appeared on his face.
"Ahhh…oops?" Vegeta scowled.
"'Oops' is right! This stuff is sticky!" he sighed as he calmed down a bit. "I like your idea and I agree with your originality. But…please try to contain your excitement by not swinging your brush around." The blush on Trunks's face deepened, but he smiled gratefully anyway.
"Ah…arigato, tousan." He said. Vegeta ruffled his hair affectionately.
"I'm just going to clean this stuff off me." He said. "Try not to redecorate the living room while I'm gone."
Goten and Trunks turned to one another and began to giggle. Goku watched from the couch. He had been sitting there the whole lesson, pretending to read the book he was holding. But the truth was, he just couldn't concentrate. The scent, sound and sight of Vegeta had captured his attention, and he found it particularly hard to not stare at his ouji. Even though Vegeta's clothes were rather baggy because he used them to mess in, Goku could not help but wonder if there was room for two.
Dammit Vegeta! He cursed. I like you…a lot! But I don't know if you like me! What can I do to help you see how I feel about you? You're like my living ecstasy! Goku was suddenly wrenched from his thoughts when a felt a form plop down next to him. He looked down to see his youngest son smiling brightly up at him.
"You happy, tousan?" he asked. Goku smiled and nodded.
"Hai, so desu. And you?" he asked as he closed his book.
"Hai! Vegeta-sama is a brilliant sensei!" he said ecstatically. "He's really incredible, isn't he?"
"Hai, hai he is." Goku agreed.
"Umm…tousan?" Goten fidgeted nervously with his fingers. Moments before, he had whispered to Trunks what he thought about their dad's getting together, as a couple. Trunks was ecstatic about the very idea and put Goten up to a dare. He told Goten that if Goten found out exactly how Goku felt about Vegeta, he'd go and find out exactly how Vegeta felt about Goku. Back then, Goten whole heartedly agreed, but now that he reflects back on it, he realised that he had been had. They already knew how Vegeta felt about his tousan, so Trunks needn't go and try wheedle the truth out of him.
Goten knew he had to be discreet, because if he was wrong, it could be very embarrassing for everyone! Even though there was sufficient evidence that Goku's love for the ouji went as far as that, it wasn't for certain.
"Amm…tousan," he started again. "Umm…w…what…what do you…think of…ah…s…same-sexed relationships?" Goku stared at him, shocked to hear something like that come out of his son's mouth.
Feh. Why in the hell am I surprised? He wondered. Goten lives with Chichi, so obviously he CAN'T ask her! Her immediate reaction would be disgust. "Umm…well," he said slowly. "I think you can be with anyone you want as long as you love them."
"Oh, so it doesn't have to be boy and girl?" he questioned.
"No, at least, I don't think so." Goten was quiet for a while, chewing over what his tousan just told him.
"So…if I liked a boy…would you be okay by it?" he asked, testing the waters. Goku shrugged.
"If you truly loved him and you're happy, I'd be happy." Goten smiled.
At least that takes care of one problem. He thought. "Have you ever liked another male before like Vegeta likes you?" he asked out of the blue. This question caught Goku off guard and he coughed as he inhaled too quickly.
"N…nani?!" he asked. He was just about to laugh it off and say 'no' when a saw a glint in Goten's eyes. A glint that seemed to speak to him. It was then that Goku realised the horrible truth. Th…they know! He lowered his voice as he lowered his head. "Why do you ask?" Goten realised that he may have pushed it a little too far and immediately took retreat.
"No reason just asking thanks bye!" he said all in one sentence. Goku was confused. He would have gone after the boy and asked exactly what it was he was after, but as Vegeta walked back into the room, he could not risk letting Vegeta hear. He sat back into the couch, thinking over what Goten just said.
Is this a joke? Some childish thing they cooked up to check my reaction? He wondered. Or…is it true? Does Vegeta really…like me? Goku looked up at Vegeta. Maybe he does like me. I mean, he wouldn't have moved in unless he did, and the way we've been spending time together… But Goku's musings were cut short when he heard a giggling.
"Vegeta-sama," giggled Goten. "You've still got a slice of mango on your cheek!" Vegeta stared at the giggling duo as he felt his face. Sure enough, there was still a splatter of mango, probably too stubborn to come off when he went to wash the fruit puree off. He cursed as he tried to get it off. "Here, let me help!" Goten levitated off the floor and planted his lips firmly on Vegeta's cheek. It may have only been a few seconds, but to Goku, that was the time in which he made up his mind.
Yes, he was highly arouse at the sight as it looked like a younger him kissing Vegeta, but then a possessive growl nearly broke free as he remembered that it wasn't. He watched through slits as Goten dropped back to the ground, grinning and licking his lips. Trunks laughed along with Goten as Vegeta stared at the young Saiyan.
"Kid, I hope you know that that was the first time I had food sucked off my face!" Goten and Trunks fell about in even louder peels of laughter as Vegeta shook his head. But Goku, on the other hand, glared down at his son as he thought.
So, THAT'S why the brat asked me how I felt about same-sexed relationships! He growled. He has a crush on Vegeta! It should've appeared cute, but to Goku, it was threatening. Vegeta is MINE! Goten may look like me, but I've loved Vegeta far longer than that half-breed! That's it! I'm going to take claim to Vegeta so that no one else will put their hands on him! Goku's malicious smirk went unnoticed as the three carried on with their lesson. Oh yes…I have something planned for you, my ouji. I've waited too long. I'm not going to lose you to my youngest son! I AM Saiyan! I AM stronger than him!
I WILL have you!