Hey Tatoosh! Yeah, I like details in my torture about as well as I like it in my sex. I know there's a chapter coming up where the details are a bit more graphic, I'll warn ya at the top, so be sure to check the hi reviewer section. This one's a bit of fluff & nonsense. I thought you had voted, sorry.

Mirai_Vega: So glad to have delighted you so thoroughly! Hey, can I borrow that plush… *runs* guess not.

Nasiya: I don't mind if you repeat yourself. Just be sure to holler at me if I need it.

Okay, then. On to a little lesson on Saiyans for Goku

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Goku examined the scene before him carefully. Vegeta, his head pillowed on Goten's lap, was stretched out on the couch, sound asleep. As usual. Goten looked to be only half-awake, watching TV. But Goten was holding the hand Vegeta had on his lap, their fingers linked together, and was running the other hand idly through Vegeta's hair, or across his cheek. Was it possible that Chi-Chi had been right? But, what about Goten's girlfriend? His son yawned, looking down at the prince. Uh-oh.

"What'cha watching?"

"Hey, Dad." His son yawned hugely. "I'm not really sure. I fell asleep and just woke up, and there's still commercials on."

"How's sleeping beauty doing?"

Goten laughed. "Just fine. Still hurts him if he moves too quickly, but he's a lot better."

"That's good. Say… how's that girlfriend of yours doing?"

"Mother found out about her." Goten scowled. "She showed up at school, and now I can't get a date with anyone!" He looked straight at his father. "Remind me not to tell you not to tell Mom anything again."

Goku looked shame-faced. "It was an accident. She thought you were in love with Vegeta. And it kinda slipped out."

Goten stared at his father, blinked. Blinked again, and felt the tiny squeeze Vegeta gave him. "Run that by me again?"

"She thought you were in love with Vegeta," Goku repeated. "Cause you were on the couch with your arm around him while he was asleep on you," he added to clarify that assumption.

Goten looked down at the prince on his lap, their linked hands, and his own hand currently tangled in the prince's hair, "Oh." He looked back up at his dad. "She'd get a real charge out of this then, wouldn't she?"

"I don't think I'd ever hear the last of it," his father sighed.

"I wonder if she knows we both sleep nude?" Goten mused, eyes full of mirth.

"Wh-What?" Goku's chin made a valiant attempt to hit the floor.

"Or that Uncle Raditz was his first lover?" Goten continued, though he couldn't keep a tiny grin from appearing.

His father was gasping like a landed fish. "He… My… Really?"

"Yeah. You never told me Saiyans go through a… what'd he call it?... change."

"Change? What change?" Goku asked, flustered. "I don't have any memories of the Saiyans, Goten! They all got wiped out when I hit my head. What change?"

"The change any full-blooded Saiyan goes through when reaching sexual maturity, of course," Vegeta grumbled without opening his eyes. "It's very much like the rut animals on this planet go through. Lasts about a week."

"Ohhh…" Goku said, remembering an incident he was never, ever going to tell Chi-Chi about.

"So that's what happened!" Goten exclaimed, then clapped his hand over his mouth.

Vegeta and Goku both chorused, "What?" Vegeta opened his eyes and looked up at the boy. "What do you mean, 'so that's what happened'?"

"Errr… I don't think I want to talk about it. It's kinda personal."

"When?" asked Vegeta as Goku said, "What?"

He looked between the two. "It was two years ago. Just after my birthday."

Vegeta closed his eyes again, reaching his free hand up to capture the one Goten kept messing his hair up with. "Trunks."

"Yeah."

"I'm confused?"

"Stay that way, Kakarot. You'd be much better off."

"You certainly sound like you're getting better."

"Oh, shut-up, baka. I need my sleep."

"Hey, Trunks!"

"Oh, uh, hi Goten."

"What's wrong with you?" Goten displayed the new videogame he'd picked up. "You already have this one?"

Trunks eyed it a moment, then grinned. "Nope, not yet. I was gonna get it tomorrow."

"So, how about we just play mine now?"

"Sure, we can do that."

Several games later, as he was about to lose for the twelfth time, Goten said, "My mom thinks I'm in love with your dad."

Trunks ran his car into the wall, and Goten took the lead. "What?"

"Oh, cause he was using me for a pillow while we were watching TV."

"Huh?"

"So Dad told her about my girlfriend, and you know what happened after that."

Trunks groaned. "That happened awhile ago."

"Yeah, but then Dad asked."

"Asked what?"

"No, he didn't actually ask. He kinda did that oh, by the way, your mom was wondering if you love Vegeta thing."

"What for?"

"I gotta stop letting your dad fall asleep in front of the TV." The finish line, just ahead. "By the way, Vegeta knows about what happened two years ago. I told him."

"WHAT? You told my DAD?!!" Trunks dropped his controller.

"Well, yeah. My dad didn't understand why I was so upset he hadn't told me about the change."

"Change?"

"Wait, Vegeta didn't tell you?" Goten looked at the older boy in surprise.

"What are you talking about? What change?"

So Goten told him.

"That's what happened?"

"Yep. Although, it was kinda fun." Trunks looked like he could strangle on something. Goten grinned. "Aw, are you saying you didn't have fun?"

"I am not interested in repeating the experience."

"I wonder if I should be disappointed?" Goten looked off to one side as Trunks choked. "No, I really don't think I should be. I mean, it was kinda fun, but beating you at videogames is more fun. At least, for me." He hadn't been the instigator, after all.

"Why you!" Trunks pounced. "How dare you?"

Goten was laughing far too hard to defend himself, especially since Trunks had elected to use the tickle attack. "Hey! Ah! Help!"

"How was the brat?"

"Oh, he's fine."

"And Bulma?"

"She was in the lab. I didn't see her all day. I guess that means she's fine."

Vegeta snorted. "Probably."

"Dad's right, you know. You do sound a lot better. More like you used to."

Silence, for a time, except for the sound of pen on paper. Goten shed his clothes, draping a towel around his hips. "Shower time."

"You need one."

"Well, thanks! I didn't think I smelled that bad!" He was behind Vegeta now, looking down at the pages. "How old are you on that page?"

"I don't know. Chronologically, about thirty-five. Physically, about twenty. Suspended animation will do that to you."

"Really?" Goten ran a hand down Vegeta's back. The older man flinched. "Still hurting?"

"A little. I thought you were going to take a shower?"

"Oh, fine. Be that way."

Vegeta stared after the teen as he flounced off, then shrugged. He was left in peace, as he wrote of sending Raditz after Kakarot, and the resulting fight he'd wound up fleeing from, barely alive. The interruption came when Goku knocked, and came right on in.

"Hey, Vegeta?"

"What?" He laid the pen down, turning carefully to face the other.

"Um, it's about Goten."

Vegeta just stared at him.

"I think I finally figured out what he was saying about Trunks."

"And?"

"Well, um, he seems awfully fond of you."

He's going to insist Goten leave me, Vegeta thought, suddenly afraid. He's going to make me be alone! But his voice was steady when he answered, "So? What has that to do with what he and Trunks did?"

"I, um, well… it's just that Chi-Chi isn't, um, Kami!" Goku spluttered.

"I am well aware she isn't Kami. I assume what you are trying to say is that she hasn't learned what her baby boy did with my son, and would have one of her harpy fits if she found out?"

"No, not really." Goku settled onto the bed. "Look, Vegeta, she knew I was different. I had a tail. But, she didn't know I was an alien. A Saiyan. That… didn't go over very well. And since both her boys took after me, my line… being able to fly, and go super Saiyan… going off and getting into fights to save the world…" Goku shrugged. "She even called Goten a monster when she found out he could go super, forbid him to do it again. I don't want to think what will happen if she finds out about this change thing. Cause, well," Goku paused, staring up at the ceiling as if for inspiration, "um, I'm guessing Saiyans didn't care much if pairings were boy girl or not."

"They didn't."

"She does."

"Then it would probably be best if she never learns anything more about our race."

"You mean, there's more?"

"Of course, baka. You'd think that with all the blows you've taken to the head, you'd remember something," Vegeta complained. "You've never displayed any interest in what I tried to tell you about our people, because you've been an Earthling your whole life. Why now? Because that harpy may discover that our sons had sex? That your son could have had a child?"

Goku blinked. Okay. He hadn't expected Vegeta to say anything like that. "What?"

"Males and females are both capable of bearing children."

"But… but, how do you know? Raditz wasn't pregnant!"

"Of course not." More blinking. Vegeta rubbed his brow, his head was beginning to ache. Trust the baka to decide he wanted to know now! And he did not feel like explaining.

"Um, Vegeta?"

"What now, Kakarot?"

"Are you… going to… um, well," Goku bit his lip. And changed tactics. "Which boy went through the change?"

"I've no idea. They were what, fourteen and fifteen? It could have been either of them. It could have been both."

"I wonder when it happened to Gohan?"

Vegeta's headache intensified. "He was fourteen. And stuck out here by himself with just his mother and baby brother around."

"You mean… he… with…" Goku stammered in distress.

Vegeta let him stew for awhile. "Gohan had more control than that. He got extremely sick, so Chi-Chi took him to Bulma to see if she could figure out what was wrong. Bulma, being a sensible woman, asked me."

"You mean… you and Gohan?"

"Of course not! I wouldn't mate with your spawn," Vegeta growled, a vestige of his former antagonism for Goku showing. "I told Bulma to send Chi-Chi home, and then took the boy to a brothel."

"You took my son to a whorehouse!"

"Well, it was that or possibly have him die. Some do." Vegeta shrugged. "And I was not going to listen to the woman accusing me of letting that happen. She nags enough." His headache was bad enough now he looked for the pills Gohan had left for him. "Are we done?"

Goku, having been distracted from his original mission, left.