All the names people gave me were really great! Sorry I haven't updated anything in so long, but with school and all it's been hard to concentrate.

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Wosushi,

              What you did was unforgivable. I'm leaving you and taking Shuji with me. I'm changing his name. I hope you rot in hell because

it's what you deserve. Hope I never seeing you again.

                                                                                Goku.

 He snarled. That utter bastard!

"Right. Time to hurt him more than he's ever hurt before." He muttered, while picking up the phone.

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Wosushi dialled the police and grinned. It was worth the sacrifice if he could hurt Goku.

"Hey Mr. Vegeta?" Vegeta looked down at Shuji.

"What?"

"Are you my dad now?" Vegeta snorted and turned away. "Is that a yes?" Goku was watching amusedly. Vegeta caught his eye and raised his eyebrows as if to say 'well then?'

"No. we have nothing in common, and no blood relation."

"Yes we do. We're both Saiyans." Damn. Vegeta thought. Goku laughed.

"You're part human though." Vegeta retorted.

"Oh I renounced that ages ago. I don't like humans." A smirk spread across Vegeta's face.

"You're more Saiyan than your father."

"Not in biological chemistry or fighting capabilities, but in pride for the race, then yeah."

"Well well. Aren't you clever?"

"Yes. Yes I am." Vegeta smirked again. "So will you be my dad? You can rename me!" Vegeta glanced at Goku, who shrugged and smiled.

"Fine then." Shuji beamed at him.

"Now both my dads are great fighters! So what's my new name?" Vegeta thought for a while.

"Zenshi. It means warrior in Saiyan." Goku frowned.

"Saiyans have their own language?" he asked. Vegeta snorted.

"Of course they do…did. Baka. Every race has their own language. English is just the universal language. Even people who have never been to Earth learn it as a first language because it's easiest."

"Oh."

"I can't believe you didn't know Saiyans had a oof! Watch it brat!" Shuji, or Zenshi now, had jumped onto Vegeta's lap and turned the TV on.

"I am." Zenshi said, meaning the TV.

"Oh no you don't! It's past your bed time as it is!" Goku said, picking Zenshi up and heading to the bedroom.

"But…"

"No."

"Five minutes?"

"No." Zenshi sighed and walked obediently into the bedroom. Goku sat back down by Vegeta and rolled his eyes. "Little monster." Vegeta smirked.

"Reminds me of you." Goku smiled and pressed their lips together, letting Vegeta's tongue explore his mouth. He was used to being the submissive one in a relationship. Vegeta cuddled up close to him and put his arms around Goku's waist. He pulled away and stared into Goku's eyes. They were strangely dulled and there was a hint of panic in them. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Vegeta's eyes narrowed.

"Yes there is. What is it? Have I done something wrong already?!"

"No no!" Goku said quickly at the angry look in Vegeta's eyes. "It's just that…I'm not very good at…being intimate…"

"What?"

"Well, when I was with Wosushi, he was out all day surfing. He'd come home and we'd go out to the luau for dinner then come home drunk, have sex and fall asleep every night." Vegeta stared at him.

"You had sex every night?!"

"That's not the point! I'm just not used to being all cuddly and close like this."

"Oh." Vegeta started to pull away from Goku when the taller Saiyan stopped him.

"So make me used to it." Goku whispered.

After a quick call to the police, Wosushi wrote a quick note and taped it to a large kitchen knife.

"Well this is it. the way I always wanted it; with an inquiry after." A strange manic grin spread across his face as he plunged the knife into his heart.

Goku gasped and pulled away from Vegeta like he had been burned.

"What now?" Vegeta snapped.

"It's Wosushi. He's not here!"

"Clever aren't you?" Vegeta muttered.

"No. I mean he's dead!" Vegeta frowned.

"Are you sure?" Vegeta then came to the saddening realisation that Goku could not have known that if he hadn't been bonded to Wosushi. Kakarott mated with that baka… Vegeta thought despondently.

"Yes I'm sure. I always know where Wosushi and Shu…Zenshi are. And I can't feel Wosushi anymore! Oh my god he killed himself!" Vegeta was about to say that he didn't give a flying fuck when Goku burst into tears and buried his head in the Saiyan prince's chest. "I. Killed. Him!" he muttered between sobs. "What am I going to tell Zenshi?! Why did he do this?!" Vegeta shrugged. He wasn't all to good at emotional people.

"Dunno. Don't care much either." Goku looked up at him in disbelief.

"How can you say that?!"

"Easy. It's not like I liked him is it?"

"What's happening?" they both turned to see Zenshi in the doorway. Goku took in a deep breath.

"Well…uh…" his voice was shaking. "You wont have to worry about your dad coming to get us."

"Why?"

"He's uh…dead." It was then for the first time, but not the last, that Vegeta realised just how good Zenshi was at shielding his emotions. He was more Saiyan than human, that was for sure.

"Oh. Excuse me." And Zenshi went back into the bedroom. Goku groaned.

"He's going to hate me."

"Why?" Vegeta snorted. "I see no reason why."

"If I hadn't been so selfish! I shouldn't have left! It was just once! I overreacted!"

"One what?" Vegeta hadn't wanted to ask  why Goku had left Wosushi, but now that they were on the subject…

"Nothing." So much for that idea. Vegeta sighed.

"Don't worry about it. Let's just get some sleep." Vegeta pushed Goku back into the sofa and curled up to him. Goku smiled down at him. It was like having a living blanket. The smile quickly vanished.

"Wosushi…" he muttered. Vegeta heard, but said nothing.

The next morning however, brought bad news. Very bad.

"Last night the body of a man was found in an apartment in the west side 'beach palace.' The man, identified as Will Tonu, more commonly known as Wosushi, had called the police station moments before killing himself, saying this-"

'I have nothing more to live for. No one cares whether I live or die. I am ending my pitiful existence here and now. I suggest you get over here to pick up the pieces.

Mr. Tonu was found with a knife through his heart, a note attached to it reading 'Goku, this is where you hurt me the most.'

Goku turned the TV off and put his head in his hands. Vegeta, who was sitting next to him, sighed.

"Look, he wanted this to happen. He wanted you to hurt because of him. He's a freak. He probably thought of this as ultimate revenge."

"I guess…"

"…Will Tonu? Goku Tonu. Go-ku To-nu. What a night mare." Goku couldn't help smiling.  

A few hours passed by. Zenshi refused to come out of the bedroom and Goku was constantly on the verge of hysterics.

There was a knock on the door and Goku got up to answer it.

"Are you Son Goku?"

"Yes…"

"Good morning Mr. Son. My name is Detective Inspector Piddell.   I trust you saw the news this morning?"

"Uh…yeah…" Goku opened the door and let the policeman in. he was tall with light brown hair and watery grey eyes, and if it hadn't been for the uniform, he didn't look at all like a police man. He had a heavy Hawaiian accent. A short, dark haired man followed him in.

"This is Inspector Phil Malett   (Mal-A). He's on the case as well." Phil nodded once to Goku. "I'm glad we got here before the reporters. Now Mr. Son. First thing's first. Did you know Will Tonu?"

"Yes…uh, how did you find me?" Phil Malett took out a note pad and started scribbling.

"We know you had a relationship with him. you two have a son don't you?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"Uh…adopted." Piddell nodded.

"When was the last time you saw Mr.Tonu?"

"Yesterday. We had an argument." Vegeta mentally slapped himself. Goku had no common sense at all! You don't tell police that kind of thing! Suspicious bunch of twits.

"Thank you for your honesty. Now, why do you think Mr. Tonu killed himself?"

"I left him and took Zenshi with me."

"Zenshi? I thought your son's name was Shuji."

"I changed it."

"Why? Were you planning to run away?"

"I thought about it yeah."

"So why did you stop seeing Mr. Tonu?" Vegeta noticed Malett's expression darken when Piddell said this. Maybe he was homophobic. He was still writing at the speed of light.

"I don't really want to say." Piddell looked thoughtfully at Goku.

"Hm. Well then, who is this?" he asked, pointing to Vegeta.

"V…Vegeta…"

"Why is he here?"

"He's uh…"

"It appears to me like you were planning to run away together. He rented this room for one night only. You up and leave your partner. Sounds about right?"

"Uh…" Goku just nodded and stared intently at the floor.

"One more thing. We checked with a neighbour that knew Mr. Tonu well. It appears that neither the voice speaking to the police, or the handwriting on the alleged suicide note matches Mr Tonu's voice or style of writing."

"Oh." Goku was well and truly confused now. But instead of pursuing the matter, the subject was changed.

"Where's your son?"

"In there." Goku pointed to the bedroom. "He won't come out."

"We'll have to question him. Don't worry." Piddell added, seeing Goku's worried expression. "He'll be fine." Both policemen got up and entered the bedroom. Goku breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jesus Christ." Vegeta turned to him, a scowl on his face.

"So then. Why were you so embarrassed when he asked you if you were with me now?"

"Not now Vegeta." Goku muttered, still staring at the floor.

"Hey there Shuji." Piddell said quietly, flicking the light switch so he could actually see him.

"Zenshi." He corrected him. Zenshi looked over both of them and frowned.

"We're just here to ask you a few questions. Now, how did you feel when you found out your dad had killed himself this morning?"

"I didn't find out this morning. I heard crying last night and I came out and dad was crying. He said that my other dad was dead."

"Last night?" Piddell looked at Malett quickly. "The news wasn't released until this morning right?"

"Right." Zenshi was looking at both policemen confusedly. He noticed the detective with a notepad writing something in big writing. It started with a 'V' and the policeman put a big circle round it. Zenshi  put two and two together.

"Oh, Vegeta didn't kill dad!" in trying to help Vegeta, Zenshi probably did just about the opposite. Piddell raised an eyebrow at Zenshi. "He gave me my new name! He's nice!"

"Is he now?"

"Kinda moody and overprotective of dad I think. But he's funny!"

"Overprotective?"

"Just by the little things he does and the way he looks at my dad."

"You're very observant. You would make a great policeman." Zenshi grinned.

"I'll add it to my list of things to do!" Piddel smiled.

"Now then, you only just met Vegeta didn't you? You don't really know him that well?"

"Well dad used to talk about him sometimes. They had a relationship before I was born. When my other dad and Vegeta were fighting over dad Vegeta threatened to kil…uh…"

"Yes?"

"Nothing. Can you go now?"

"Ok then. Think about becoming a policeman when you're older!" Zenshi nodded and gave him a small smile. The two policemen went back out and straight through the living room, stopping at the front door. "I'm sure we'll be in touch again. We believe Mr. Tonu didn't commit suicide. It would be wise if you stayed on the island. Unless you want to be arrested." Piddell said, following Malett out. As soon as the door was shut, Goku groaned and buried his head in the pillow.

Outside, the two policemen were slowly walking away.

"So what do you think?"

"I think that Vegeta guy did it. All the evidence points that way." Malett nodded.

"I agree with you. Do you think Goku had anything to do with it?"

"No. He wouldn't have cried after." Malett shook his head and sighed.

"This whole thing is freaky to me. I don't mind admitting that I don't feel comfortable working on this case. The whole gay thing scares me."

"Just don't let it affect your work. We can send Vegeta down for life, remember."

"Why did Wosushi do it?" Goku asked.

"Fuck knows."

"I wish I could ask him."

"Who, Fuck?"

"No Wosushi you moron." Goku sighed. "I miss him. Even if he did…"

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Kakarott…were you bonded to the baka?"

"Huh?"

"did you mate with him?"

"yeah loads of times."

"No, not sex!" Vegeta rolled his eyes. He really needed an answer. "Did you ever bite him?"

"Er…no…"

"Why do you always know where he is then?"

"I always do. I always know where people I love are." Goku smiled, almost sadly. "If you flew a thousand miles away and suppressed your ki, I'd still know where you were. Just call it…a weird twisted stab at being psychic." Vegeta breathed a sigh of relief. At least Kakarott wasn't bonded to that baka. Ok, so he was a bit crazy, but hey, no one's perfect! Wait there…

"You still loved him even after you left him?"

"Yes. You can't just turn off feelings Vegeta. I'll always love him. but I had to get away from him because he was dangerous."

"Dad?" they both looked up to see Zenshi at the door.

"Yeah?"

"I think I may have landed Vegeta in deep trouble." Goku frowned.

"How?"

"I told the cops that he once threatened to kill dad and was really protective of you." Vegeta snorted.

"So?" Goku groaned.

"It puts you at the top of possible suspects…for murdering Wosushi. You could get life imprisonment!" Vegeta's eyes widened.

"But he committed suicide!"

"We know that, but if they can mount a case against you, you'll go to jail!" Goku's eyes started watering. "I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO!" he wrapped his arms around Vegeta's waist and pulled him close, burying his head in the prince's chest. Vegeta was shocked at Goku's outburst. He looked down at Goku and raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not going anywhere Kakarott." Goku didn't move. Vegeta sighed and rubbed his back with his left hand while stroking his hair with the right. "Brat, get here." Zenshi gulped. He walked towards Vegeta warily. Vegeta took his hand away from Goku's back and reached into his pocket. He pulled out his wallet and stuffed it in Zenshi's hands. "Go downstairs and ask for another week at reception and pay them. Then go to the nearest shop and get something for breakfast. Got it?"

"yup."

"Get going then." Zenshi hurried off. Goku looked up.

"Do you think it's a good idea to send a six year old out on his own?"

"He's a Saiyan. I don't think he has a drop of human blood in him."

"How is that possible?" Vegeta shrugged.

"Don't know." Goku leaned back into Vegeta's chest. Vegeta lay back on the sofa and continued to stroke Goku's hair. He hoped to god Kakarott didn't mourn for too long.

Zenshi ran down the huge staircase and into the reception area. He went straight up to the front desk.

"S'cuse me?" he called, wishing he could see over the top of the desk. A woman poked her head over.

"Yes?"

"Can I have another week?" the woman raised an eyebrow.

"Name?"

"Er…Vegeta."

"…Room 17?"

"Yup." Zenshi quickly paid the money and shot off out before that woman could give him any more patronising looks. He flew straight to the shopping centre he used to go to with Wosushi. What he wasn't prepared for was all the memories that flooded back to him when he entered. Everywhere he looked, there was another memory. Ice cream isle-first time he was allowed have a triple coloured ice-cream flavour. Tinned food isle- he tripped over and found a ten-dollar bill on the floor. Sweet isle- he ate every single sweet in the isle and Wosushi had had to pay for them all while Goku tried to force his fits of laughter down. He smiled at the last one, tears welling up in his eyes. He quickly bought some ready meals and hurried out.

Goku calmed down after a few minutes and pulled away from Vegeta.

"Thanks." He muttered.

"I wish you'd tell me what he did to you that was so bad." Goku closed his eyes and looked to the floor, eye lids shinning with fresh tears. Vegeta rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly. Not again… "Sorry. You don't have to say."

"Stop mentioning it." the order wasn't quite vicious, but held a finality to it that made Vegeta fall silent. He knew what Goku was going through. The Saiyan prince had had enough people he cared for die in his life to know how much it hurt. And with the police inquiries and everything else happened, it all added to the stress and pain. And in Goku's head, he had somehow made it all his own fault.

The door opened and Zenshi walked quietly in, eyes slightly puffy. Great, Vegeta thought, more emotional people. But Zenshi, shining Saiyan in every way, kept his emotions in check, kept his voice calm and even, and was the essence of cool. Vegeta knew he was hurting as much as, or maybe even more than Goku, but someone had obviously told him emotion was a weakness. He wondered who.

"I got some Ping meals coz I didn't know what you wanted." He told Vegeta.

"Thanks brat." Zenshi raised his eyebrows.

"Don't call me that, Fire headed vegetable." Vegeta stared at him in disbelief. For someone who had been on the verge of tears a few seconds ago, Goku laughed as hard and happily as he always used to. Zenshi grinned at him. "S'nice to hear you laugh again dad." He said, the memory of the sweet incident flashing through his mind again.

"Yeah. Reminds me of that time in the sweet isle." Goku watched Zenshi's expression turned from shocked to confused, and he winked at his son. He could sometimes tell what his son was thinking by the way he was talking. Vegeta watched the scene with confusion. The two obviously knew something he didn't, and it was pissing him off.

"What are you on about?!!" both Goku and Zenshi burst out laughing. Vegeta scowled. "Don't laugh at me!"

"Ooh someone didn't have his anti-snap pills this morning!" Zenshi said, making both Sons laugh harder. Vegeta was about to retaliate when Goku wrapped an arm around him.

"Let it go Vegeta!" he said happily, kissing him softly. Zenshi smiled and put his shopping down. Goku pulled away from Vegeta and sighed. Vegeta wasn't quite sure what just happened. Every time Goku kissed him his mind went strangely blank.

"Uh… 'anti-snap pills'?"

"Heh, it's just something we used to say when one of us was short-tempered in the morning."

"We? You and Wosushi?"

"And Zenshi. It was a family thing." Goku said. He smiled at him, almost sadly.

"You should hear some of the stuff my dads came up with when they came in drunk. It was so funny! You could ask them anything and they'd answer truthfully! I asked dad 'what do you think of humans?' and he said 'humans are stupid morons. They should all be killed.'" Goku blushed several shades of red.  

"Uhm…." He began.

"And after dad talked about you for the first time, I asked him if he still thought about you often and he said 'every day.'"

"Okay that's enough Zenshi." Goku said quickly, pushing him towards the window. "Why don't you go and play on the beach for a while huh?"

"Um…ok dad…" Goku sighed, turning back to Vegeta. The prince was smirking at him.

"What?"

"Every day?" Goku blushed.

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