Chapter two
Vegeta woke up in the morning and opened his eyes. He was excruciatingly hot and needed some air. This was more the temperature he expected of Hawaii. His eyes darted over Goku, who was still sleeping. His arm was still round Vegeta's waist and he was smiling to himself in his sleep.
Vegeta didn't want to get up, but if he didn't soon, he was going to dehydrate. So he got up reluctantly and headed for the living room.
"'Jita?" he turned swiftly round and saw Goku gazing drowsily at him. "You ok?"
"I'm just getting up Kakarott." he answered, frowning. Goku nodded and smiled.
"Told ya it got really warm." He got up and yawned, heading towards a small door to his right.
"Where's your shower?"
"In here." Goku said, pointing to the door. "You can go first if you want." And he stepped back to let Vegeta in.
"No. 'S ok." Goku grinned and went in, shutting the door behind him. He's acting like me sleeping in with him meant nothing. Vegeta thought sadly. He sighed and went into the living room.
He had never thought Goku could do this well on his own. When he was with Chi Chi, he always seemed so… dependant on her, but now, he was keeping an excellent house, had money to burn, and was already learning new things. He also looked much better out here too. Much more healthy and tanned. He's stunning. Vegeta thought smiling.
"Hi." He jumped as Goku came back in.
"Hello." Goku was only wearing swimming trunks.
"Well, I'm going surfing. You can come with me if you want, or you can do whatever." I hate multiple-choice questions. There's always one that sounds more like you want to be around someone more, or maybe I'm just being paranoid.
"I'll come with you."
"Great!"
After a day of surfing- or Goku trying really hard to teach Vegeta but failing miserably 'cause he couldn't pick it up very well- Goku and Vegeta returned home, Vegeta looking extremely pissed off.
"Don't worry. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses." Goku said as they went in.
"Stop repeating yourself." Vegeta snapped. That was all Goku had been saying since they started. Each time Vegeta had stood up, he had fell back off in a matter of milliseconds, each time he got a bit more short-tempered, which meant by the end of the day, he was ready to blast something to hell.
He collapsed onto the sofa and scowled to himself. He had always hated looking a fool infront of Goku, and it was hard not to when he was surfing like a pro right behind you. Goku had only fallen off once, and that was only because his board had collided with Vegeta's when the Saiyan prince fell off for the fifth time.
"So um… you hungry?"
"Pizza." Vegeta mumbled.
"Huh?"
"Pizza!" Goku grinned and picked up the phone.
"Hi! It's me! Can I have about four large pizzas with everything and two cokes with Bacardi in them? Thanks, bye!"
"Bacardi?"
"Don't you like it?"
"Never tried it."
"Oh. Don't worry, it's really nice. If you don't like it, I'll have it!"
The pizzas arrived three minutes later, during which time Vegeta had just about calmed down. As he ate, he realised there were still questions he needed answers to.
"Kakarott?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did you divorce Chi Chi?" Goku sighed.
"Well… why did you dump Bulma?" Vegeta blushed and stared down at his pizza. He couldn't tell Goku it was because of him. "See? Don't wanna tell… Alright then… I divorced her because… well… I'd been wanting to do it for some time but… I just didn't have the nerve to come out and say it, but then you did it… and I guess it gave me the nerve. Thanks." He added. Vegeta was awestruck that he had brought on the divorce… in some small way. "So… what's your excuse?" he looked up warily and saw Goku staring at him. For one brief moment, Vegeta wanted to just come out and say it. Just say 'Kakarott, I divorced her because of you. I love you,' but even in Vegeta's head it sounded like a death pledge.
"I… can't tell you… not yet anyway." Goku nodded and didn't pursue. "So… why Hawaii?"
"You mean why did I come here?" Vegeta nodded. "Well, I guess 'cause I liked the sound of it. I've seen pictures, and I've always wanted to come here, and since going on gut instinct was working quite well for me, I did."
"Gut instinct…" Vegeta repeated, more to himself than Goku.
"Yeah. Anything else?"
"Yes." Vegeta really wanted to know what Goku thought of him. This was going to kill him asking though. He took in a deep breath. "What… wait. First, you have to promise not to laugh. You have to take this seriously." Goku nodded. "What do you think of me?"
Goku now knew why Vegeta had made him promise he wouldn't laugh. It was funny. Why would he want to know that? The look in the Saiyan prince's eyes was almost worried, anxious. Why did this matter to him so much?
"Well… in what way?" Vegeta at this point could have killed himself for all the embarrassment he was feeling. He really didn't know how to answer that, so he just answered,
"I asked first." Goku smirked.
"Ok then. In general… well it's difficult. 'Cause you really have a split personality. When we were back home, I could truthfully say that sometimes I would prefer a needle to your company. You did tend to say some pretty bad stuff to me." That stung. Vegeta bit his lip and sighed. "But… and I don't know quite how you did it… but while we've been here, you're a completely different person. You're really fun." Goku laughed, "And funny when you're angry! You go all red and your eye twitches!" Vegeta blushed and looked away. He hadn't really been expecting a response like that, but it was better than what he thought Goku would say, which was something along the lines of 'you're an arrogant twit.'
"Thanks… I think." Goku grinned and stood up.
"Budge up then." He pulled out the bed again and covered it with sheets and a duvet.
"Where did you get that?" Vegeta asked.
"Well, you know when you were in the public toilets sulking the seventh time you fell off surfing? I went into the shop next to it and got one. Then I brought it back here. Took about two minutes. You never even noticed." He saw the unhappy expression on Vegeta's face and grinned. "What's wrong? Did you want to sleep with me again?" Vegeta blushed the most vibrant shade of red Goku had ever seen.
"NO!"
"Well if you did… I wouldn't mind." Then he left, stopping at his bedroom door, looking back and grinning before going in. Vegeta just stood there, totally shocked and on the verge of hyperventilating. He just said… just said… just said!!! He gulped and sat down on his bed. Should he go in? That would be too obvious… but still, Goku had given him an invitation… maybe he did like him back.
"Only one way to find out." Vegeta muttered to himself. So he got up, went quietly into Goku's bedroom and looked down at him in his bed. It looked like he was already asleep. He gulped and carefully and quietly tiptoed to the side of the bed. He got in silently and sighed in bliss. Being this close to Goku was a dream come true.
"Came in then?" Goku was still awake. Vegeta shot round to face him and saw he was grinning smugly at him. Vegeta scowled and turned his back to the taller Saiyan. He was beginning to feel really stupid until Goku wrapped an arm round Vegeta's waist just like last night. But unlike last time, Goku pulled him closer and kissed the back of his neck softly. Vegeta froze, instantly tensing.
"K, Kakarott?!" Goku chuckled in his ear and squeezed him tightly once before sighing and settling to sleep. Vegeta's head was buzzing. He had never thought… not in a million years that Goku… Goku would make the first move! This was beyond anything he had ever imagined. They definitely had some things to talk about in the morning…
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end chapter two! Hope ya liked it! More coming soon!
