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Author's Notes.

Lulu: Hey! Welcome back peeps! Were back with another chapter of Weissess Fleisch! It feels like forever since the last chapter. But, never fear, because ive had some pretty good ideas for future chapters.

Chapter 9

Vegeta arrived back at Goku's apartment around 2am. He sighed annoyed, when he found the door unlocked and walked in.

Goku, asleep on the couch, held a pillow in his arms, his face buried in it. He let out a small sigh, and shuffled slightly on the couch when Vegeta closed and locked the door. Vegeta stood over him for a few minutes, smirking slightly at the thought that the fool had wanted to wait till Vegeta got back.

"Well I couldn't just leave him could I? Baka would probably get all worried and nervous", Vegeta though to himself, wandering into the kitchen space and filling up the kettle. Once the tea was made, milk no sugar for Vegeta, he sat down by the couch and kept watch over the other.

Goku yawned sleepily and rubbed his eyes, slowly coming around. It was now 8:30am and the younger of the two had been awoken by the sounds of traffic passing by and was now slowly coming back to the land of the living. Wiping a hand over his face, as if to smooth out the wrinkles, he heard a small shuffle and glanced over to the edge of the couch.

Vegeta had fallen asleep during the night and was fast asleep at the end of the couch, slumped over on the cushions, his face resting on his hands.

Goku smiled, now wide awake. He shifted up slightly so that he was sat up properly. Leaning forward, Goku tapped Vegeta's shoulder gently, trying to rouse the other out of sleep.

Vegeta blinked slightly, the constant, annoying tapping, pulling him out and away from his blissful darkness. Lifting his head slightly, he rubbed away the sleep dust from his eyes, glancing up at the smiling blob in front of him.

"Oh so your awake at last! Tea or Coffee?", it said, rising from the couch, which made Vegeta bounce unsteadily for a minute.

"Tea, milk no sugar", Vegeta said, placing a hand to his forehead, whilst heaving himself onto the couch. He waved his hand at Goku, who walked into the kitchen, switching on the kettle.

Minutes later a warm cup was placed in his hands and he took it gratefully, savouring the hot sweetness that ran down his throat, feeling it fill his chest as if it had been spilled there.

Goku placed his own mug on the table, watching as Vegeta sipped the tea. He chuckled when he heard him purr slightly, noting that as a thanks.

He walked into the bathroom, brushing his teeth and splashing cool water onto his face, to wake himself up properly. Taking some moisturiser from the cabinet, he dipped in his fingers and placed some on his cheeks and forehead. Whilst putting it back, he began to rub it in and walked back into the living room.

Vegeta looked up from his mug and cocked an eyebrow at the man as he sat back down. "Moisturiser?", he said, smirking a little.

"Hey, I don't get these good looks naturally you know!", Goku said smiling, placing an index finger on each cheek.

Vegeta placed his mug on the table and stretched a bit. "Well whatever plastic surgeon you went to, they did a damn good job", he said playfully, shutting one eye as he stretched, the other watching Goku, who playfully pushed him, giggling.

"Cheeky beggar! But still, thank you", he said smiling and leant forward to give Vegeta a peck on the cheek. Vegeta quickly captured Goku's lips, who's eyes widened with surprise. He soon gave in though and, moaning, deepened the kiss, curling his arms around Vegeta's neck, whilst Vegeta's arms curled around his waist.

Goku felt himself being pushed back and, without hesitation or thought, leaned back slowly, his fingers combing and grasping Vegeta's silky locks., as Vegeta's hands wandered along his back.

Pressed against the sofa cushions, Goku opened his mouth and let Vegeta's tongue wander into his mouth, his own flicking around, draping itself over the other.

Suddenly, a huge groan and rumble was heard from between them both and Vegeta pulled away and lifted his body away, looking down.

Goku nearly whimpered, when he felt Vegeta's warm mouth pull away from him, opening his eyes as to what the problem was. He looked down as he felt his stomach rumble again, much louder this time. He looked back up at Vegeta, who raised his eyebrows and smirked, amused.

He put a hand to the back of his head. "Hehe..umm…breakfast?".

Sat in a café a few minutes later, the two were now sat quietly in a corner, neither one making any attempt at conversation. Goku sat eating some buttered toast, his eyes glancing over to where Vegeta sat across from him. Vegeta sat sipping a cup of tea, finding the other side of the café a lot more interesting.

Goku sighed, and cleared his throat noisily. Vegeta looked over startled. "Yes?", he asked quietly, raising the cup to his lips.

"So…are we…like…dating now…or something?", Goku asked biting into his toast. Vegeta choked on his tea in surprise and tried to suppress a coughing fit as he set down his cup, Goku looking on in amusement.

Blushing, Vegeta bent his down towards his cup, his eyes glancing around frantically. "If you want to call it that…then…yes", he said, coughing and then sitting back up in his seat calmly.

Goku giggled slightly as he watched Vegeta, munching on his toast. Yes, he was growing to like this strange man in front of him. In fact, he already did. More than he knew.

Hey. I'm sorry for the lack of updating. But, hopefully , things here will start to settle down and I'll have more time to work on my fics instead of other stuff getting in the way. Once again I apologise for the lack of updating and hope you enjoyed this chapter and any future ones to come. RnR please.