"A Saiyanjin Lullaby"
Chapter 2
The bell rang, doors pushed open by eager students as they piled out into the corridors. A mix sound of relief and excitement echoed through the halls, laughed, friends yelling out to each other.
"Well, I'm glad that's over with. I didn't understand a word of it." Eraser explained shifting her books- weave around the crowd trying to stay with her friends.
Sighing "Nor did I…and we have a test on it tomorrow." Videl grumbled.
Eraser nodded. "All we seem to have are tests now days. I liked it better when we were younger. All we had to worry about was colouring inside the lines."
"Yeah, I whish it was that easy now. Maybe I could pay Gohan here to do my assignment for me." Videl grinned nudging him with her elbow.
Gohan waved his hand shaking his head. "No-way.I have too much on my plate as it is."
"You're no friend." Videl pouted.
"You'll thank me one day." Gohan smirked back as they made their way out.
"No I won't." Videl stated as they all stepped outside into the school grounds that were now crowded with kids rushing to escape. Cars sandwiched along the roadside with a plague of buses pulling up out the front of the school's gate. The noise swirled around them as they talked on.
"Hey, have you heard from that hunk yet?" Eraser asked hopeful, picking up pace.
"Mirai?No, not since he left." Gohan smiled back at her, heading towards the crowed gate.
"He was soooohot! It's a shame he went back home." Eraser grumbled pressing her books close to her chest with sigh. "If you ever hear from him again let me know okay?"
Gohan smirked. "I will, but I can't say if he will or not." With the disappointment look Eraser shot him he continued quickly. "I mean, time tends to get away on him. But, he said he was going to try to get back before the bbba…" Eyes widen, when he realised what he was about to say.
"Before what?"Videl asked with a single rased eyebrow.
Gohan bit his bottom lip, worriedly. "Err….holidays."
"Holidays? "Videl frowned questionably. Ready to pry further when she was interrupted.
"Wait up guys!" They all stopped turned to see their friend, a tall blonde hair boy, rushing towards them.
"Sharpener.She let you go already?" Videl smirked knowing the boy got held back for chatting up a girl in class.
"Yeah, not without extra homework though." He grumbled, stopping next to Gohan.
"Pooooor baby."Eraser snickered.
"Very funny!"Sharpener growled narrowing his eyes, only to make Eraser laugh. Rolling his eyes he turned back to Gohan. "Hey, when will you be coming over?"
"I don't know. I was going to tell Vegeta tonight." Gohan explained, getting the girls attention.
"Tell him what?" Videl frowned.
"He's moving in with me." Sharpener said excitedly, quickly regretting his comment when he saw Gohan's eyes snap up and harden on him.
"Gosh, is this for real?" An Alarmed Eraser asked.
"What did he do? I beat he cheated on you. I just knew this would happen. Older men are like that, just after one thing. Dad's the same." Videl grumbled having seen it too many times with her ownfather.
"What are you going on about Videl?" Gohan frowned confused. He had a bad idea he knew what she was implicating.
"Its simple…Sex! That's all he wants from you." Frowning she continued. "You're young..."
"Videl that's cruel." Eraser snapped frowning. Gohan's expression changed quickly into a deep frown with swell of anger.
"Hey, he needs to wake up." Videl defended. It was so clear in her mind. She just had to look around her life, no relationship lasts long with her parents being a prime example of that.
"Vegeta's not like that!" Gohan snapped, even though the idea had been haunting him of late.
"Are you so sure? He was with Bulma and she had everything: sex appeal, money. She had everything and yet he still dumped her. It didn't make sense. But then again, when someone a lot younger caught his eye, well…. It would only a matter of time before he dumps you too."
"Dump me?" Gohan looked away questioning his dark pools searching for the truth.
"Yeah, get a grip Gohan. He has just been using you. It happens to a lot of people. Once you starting to lose your youth, get fat, stuff like that. They lose interest in you… I know what I'm talking about. He'll dump you and look around for someone fresh new, someone who excites him.
"Videl quit it!" Sharpener warned. Videl shrugged her shoulders unfazed.
"Fine, but he needed to know. You're a good friend Gohan. It's not fair to see you being used like this," she said before turning to see her father's car pull up and getting swamped by fans. "Look, we have to go. I'll see you guys later, and don't worry too much Gohan. Its best this way, believe me. How about we have a party over at my place sometime?" Videl said looking over towards her father's car. "Look, I'd better go." She said grabbing Eraser's hand and dragging her along as well.
Shaken and uncertain Gohan watched the girls disappear into the crowd. "Do you think it's true?"
Frowning, Sharpener shook his head. "Don't listen to her. You know how she gets." Lowering his eyes deep in thought Saiyanjin spoke softly.
"I suppose…but you don't think Vegeta is like that though?" Gohan asked search for a reassuring answer.
"Well err…I can't really say. I mean, I don't know the guy. You're the only one that could answer that. Hey… what's wrong up with your neck?" Sharpener pointed noticing Gohan rub at his neck.
Gohan snapped out of his thoughts realising what he was doing. It was his claim mark that Vegeta had given him, a pledge that he would be the only one. "Huh? Oh, um…nothing. I'll give you a call later tonight, okay?"
"Yeah, sure.I'll catchyalater then."
"Thanks again for helping me out on such short notice." Gohan said appreciatively with a warm smile.
With a short nod and smiling Sharpener turned to leave. "It's no problem." Waving."See you tomorrow."
"Seeya."Gohan turned still unable to shake the unsettling feeling in his gut, troubled. It was making him feel sick. A nervous knot inside him twisted and tugged at his heart. He wouldn't. Vegeta wouldn't do that to me. Would he? He mused.
…
A few minutes later Gohan was walking across the well kept lawn of Capsule Corp towards the gravity room where he knew he would find Vegeta. He wanted to speak to him, to calm his troubling thoughts of what had been said. He wanted to make sure it wasn't true, that his prince of Saiyan's wouldn't just up and leave, bump him and their unborn child just as he did with Bulma when she was carrying Trunks. This was another unplanned pregnancy for the prince of Saiyan's. What if he didn't want him afterwards? What then? Abandoned by the prince, just like so many others he cared about in his past?
It petrified him, it choked him. The hurt he still carried from his father's departure from this world still weighed heavily and stung at his heart to this day. Watching his mother slowly go insane, with depression before it devoured her whole and becoming unrecognised as the mother that once loved her child. If it wasn't for Vegeta back then he would have easily let her destroy him. At a young age he had lost everything that meant anything at all. He wouldn't be here for his brother now if it wasn't for the prince's protection and the bond that grew between them.
But long ago the seed was sown. The fear of being abandoned again. To be alone and outcast it plagued his mind, eating away at his confidence.He couldn't survive knowing he was unloved. Was it true love that Vegeta was showing him or was it a play, a pretence forged from his own fantasies, for the royal family he had lost as a child. He always thought the need for love was strong in them both… until today that was. How could one be sure that it was true love after all? How could one know if it was all just a lie? Where there signs that he had missed or should be looking out for? Tears threatened to escape, his chest pulled as Videl's words circled in his mind.
'It would only a matter of time before he dumps you too.'
With the Gravity chamber in sight and knowing his lover was in walking distance sent mix of relief to be in his arms, but the unsettling feeling was also growing with every hesitant step he took. What also weighed heavy down on him was knowing what he had to say to the prince. He had been trying to push it out of his mind with everything else that had been plaguing him, haunting him. The discomfort the nerves swelled bubbled inside him the closer his got to his desternation with the fact that he had to leave by the end of the week, leave his prince of Saiyanjin.
His conversation with the principle back in his office was heart breaking and unsettling. The confession that was forced out of him. It was the only thing he could do to stop this from getting ugly, from getting dangerously out of hand. Feeling sick the low throb of a headache starting to surface with the thought of things to come. The prince wasn't going to take this news well. Gohan didn't know now if it would be just out of principle or love, but he knew that the prince would never to agree to what he had to do. He would never let him walk away without a fight and he didn't feel he could gather the strength at that moment. Tears threatened to spill again as he stepped to the front of the chamber overshadowing him making him feel so small and alone.
Stopping in his tracks he wondered if he had, in fact, done the right thing. Back at the principles office it was knee jerk response, acting on impulse out of fear, a childish phobia of being abandoned. He had felt like he couldn't breathe, trapped with the man, principle's eyes fixed on his, determined and threatening everything he loved.
Confusion and stress was overloading his senses. He knew this had to be done. There was no escaping it now he had to the end of the week to move out or they would corner Vegeta,and his prince didn't take kindly to been cornered. It would get ugly real fast and he couldn't allow that, not after everything. Sighing, he straightened his shoulders. He knew this was the best move, at least for now, telling his prince that he had to move out. But how he was going to go about it was still a bit of a mystery. Left with no option that he could think of, he had to go and sort out this whole mess that he had put on himself. He prayed that he would find the words and the strength to do this. Taking a deep breath, chanting his prayer over and over, he entered the massive building only to stumble across his brother and Trunks exciting the main chamber, their eyes lighting up as they saw him approach.
"Hi guys."
"Gohan you're here." Goten beamed, racing up to him.
Gohan caught him before the boy barrelled him over on the hard ground. "Goten!" Trunks growled. "You have to be careful with Gohan now."
"Hey he's fine." The teen said as he placed his brother back down.
"Sorry Gohan." Goten pouted.
The teen ruffled Goten's mass of black hair. "Hey squirt, it's fine. It take's more than that to hurt me. You know that."
"But its different now. Mum told us that we have to be more careful now." Trunks explained.
"Yeah, she told us that she was going to turn you into her own special lab rat. I don't want you to be a rat." Goten pouted some more not quite understanding the meaning.
Trunks rolled his eyes frustrated at his friend's stupity. "No Goten. You've got it all wrong. Mum is not going to turn him into one, he is one."
"Oh." Goten frowned confused.
"Thanks guys, you just improved my day." Gohan smirked in amusement.
"We did?" Goten asked surprised, pleased he could help his brother.
"Of course we did." Trunks puffed out his chest with pride. "Anytime Gohan."
Gohan chuckled, shaking his head. "I'll see you two later. I've got to talk with Vegeta."
"Veggie is waiting for you inside. That's why he sent us out." His brother explained.
"Did he?" Gohan smirked.
"Yeah, dad was quick to kick us out." Trunks added. "Brats out!"Trunks growled with a stern expression set on his face mimicking his father's stance and gruff voice.
Gohan chuckled. "Alright run off and clean up."
"Come on Goten. I'll race you." Trunks said, bolting out the doors towards the house.
"Hey! Not fair Trunks." The youngest called frowning to catch up with his friend.
Gohan watched both boys with a smile that reached his eyes. It was quick to disappear when he looked back at the closed door of the GR. He moved over and, with a heavy sigh, pressed the button. His mind was at war yelling for him to just leave, not to say anything. To keep a tight lip. But this wouldn't go away. He needed to face his prince and get him to listen.
He watched the door slide open with a metal hiss allowing him to step inside. With all the courage he could muster he moved through and the door hissed close, trapping him, nervously he jump with the sudden sound. He knew he had better get grip on things, Vegeta could sniff out a person's emotions and especially if that person was him. There was not much one could hide through their bond that they shared. Vegeta has always being very supisous of others, he couldn't blame him after everything the prince has being through.
In a weak and low cracked voice his words stumbled out. "Umm… Geta…err can we talk?"
"About time brat.I have been waiting for you. " Came a voice from high above him.
Gohan's dark pools looked up to see his prince lowing himself down in front of him. The teen's mind panicked with his mate been so close with thosemidnight orbs fixed on him. "Err…the boys look like they had good spar."
"I don't do things in half boy. They needed a good workout and I gave them one." Gohan swallowed, willing his mind to work under the fixed star of his prince. "Now for you…" Vegeta purred with a determined glint in his eyes.
Confused Gohan looked down at his clothes. "I'm not dressed for a spar…"
"You won't need to worry about clothes boy." Vegeta purrs with a look that unsettled the teen. Gohan's dark pools quickly widened. He glanced back towards the door. In search for a quick exit from his mate's heated desires, only to have the determined prince step out in front forcing him to step back. Flushed cheeks, looking up at lust-filled pools, slowly the teen shook his head no, watching the prince midnight pearls gaze hungrily over his sculpted youthful body. In a way that Gohan already felt naked standing there.
Vegeta stepped closer forcing the boy back further, pushing up against the wall. Gohan's heart started topound, race under the attention he was now receiving. Under the skilful hands of his prince as they roamed, taunting him, gliding over the thin material in search of release. In seconds buttons were sprayed across the floor as the unwanted fabric slipped over the boy's pale shoulders and down rippling muscles. Gohan half heartedly fought to prevent his prince from going any further. It was a lost battle by the time the material slipped down to meet with the floor.
The teen dark pools swayed under the touch, his body started to tingle, betray him, his lips parted. Vegeta's midnight pearls lingered hungrily amused, before capturing the youths in aswoopingpowerfully kiss that lasted until much need air was appreciate.
The prince smirked into the kiss as the boy waved in his powerful arms. "Mmm… koi." he purr, royal dark pools tracked along the boy's handsome features only inches away from his own, feeding his feral need, heating his own arousal for more of the boy in his arms. Through half lids, dark lashes, the prince could see a mirrored reflection in the boy's own pools, captured the same burning desires to be bonded into a feverish inferno.
Bodies leaned pressed the prince's own bare sweat coated chest pinned the teen to the wall trapping him. Raising the boy's arms holding them on either side of his dark locks, he breathed in that sweet scent that fed his craving for his young love. Willing Gohan tilted his head eagerly for his prince to start, a gentle brush of Saiyan's canines raked over the sensitive skin at the base of the neck sending the boy shivering under the fire touch.
With a deep purr the prince freed his captor hands, lust filled pools allowed fingers to roam to the boy's neck, caressing the soft skin, as they both pressed for more as soft silks lips interlocked in their own heated battle demanding.
Moans, mewls, pleas escape as passion burns, royal hands glide southwards tugging at the annoyance of a belt preventing him from reaching his gaol. In an instant it was gone, skilled fingers at work fast, pop, another button is free replaced with a hungry hand, fingers that linger sending more fervours chills, more pleas as the boy aches into the prince's hand, aching, shivering under the touch from the older man.
The teen let his older lover take control, willing him the power to lead, to dominate, to prove his strength, his passion as red hot hunger engulfs them both that thirst for the touch, to be thrown into pure ecstasy to be driven to the stars and beyond by someone he prays truly cares.
Long into the evening the pounding on the door breaks the spell for the second time. Vegeta looks up from his panting lover beneath him to the door, canines showing warning, eyes narrowed. Growling, threatening to send a ki blast through the other side, but something inside of him was telling him he shouldn't. Not if he wants to keep the peace with his ex or to keep his precious gravity room. He looked back down and kissed the teen's forehead. "Koi, shower, and I'll find you some clothes."
"G-Geta."A plea, from the flushed teen, and in a second he is helped up and brought into strong arms that steady the boy.
"ShhI know… shower, food then we can finish this at home." Vegeta purred with another kiss. Not seeing the slight frown on the boy's face as they gathered up their clothes.
At tea at the end of the table Vegeta was sitting down enjoying his large meal with his mate next to him wearing a t-shirt and baggy denims. Bulma was excited she hadn't stopped talking. "We need to have a party Gohan, to celebrate. We could bring everyone over here and you could bring some of your friends over from school if you like." She has been excited ever since she found out about Gohan's pregnancy.
Vegeta was listening with some interest. He noticed his young mate had been very quiet ever since they got back from the gravity room. It worried him. He couldn't tell what the boy was feeling. He had blocked him out. The prince was concerned that the boy was distancing himself. Whenever there was talk about their child the boy would make some excuse to leave the room.
"What do you think Gohan?" At the sound of his name the teen looked up. His dark pools were filled with uncertainty.
"Bulma, I don't think it would be good time just yet… I'm too caught up with my exams to have a party at the moment." Gohan explained looking at her before feeling his mate's eyes upon him. Feeling uncomfortable he looked back down at his meal.
"Aww, Gohan you gotta have some fun." Bulma argued feeling disappointed.
"If the brat doesn't want a party, don't push him." Vegeta said glancing worriedly over at the boy.
"Vegeta it would be fun and what better way to tell all our friends." Bulma smiled at the teen before she took another mouthful of food.
"Gohan?" Goten looked up at his brother seated next to him.
The teen looked down with smile. "What is it?"
"Will I be a big brother to the baby?"
Gohan shook his head. "No Goten you'll be the baby's uncle. Trunks will be his or her big brother."
"COOL!! Hear that Goten. I get to be the baby's big brother." Trunks chirped proudly.
"Well I'm the uncle!" Goten chimed poking his tongue at his smug friend before a thought hit him. He turned back to his brother, "Is that better than a brother Gohan?"
"I'd say its close." Gohan smirked at seen his brother's smile grow with his reply.
Goten put on the same smug look as his friend. "See baka…"
"Goten!" The boy jumped under his brother's firm tone.
Pouting the young boy apologised. "Sorry." Not seeing his older brother smirk. "Gohan?" Another thought came to the chibi's mind.
Gohan sighed. "Yes?"
"If you are going to have a baby does that mean I can too?"
Gohan raised a brow and looked over at Vegeta. "I don't know… Geta?"
"I can't see why not you both related. It makes sense that he could." Vegeta said shrugging his shoulders. Dropping the thought from his mind he reached over and picked up his glass.
"Good, because I'm going to have Trunks baby!"
Such innocence as juice sprayed out over the table to the sound of choking Gohan dashed up from his seat to help Bulma, while Vegeta recovered, eyes narrowed fixed on the confused chibi.
Sighing." Goten. It was supposed to be a secret until we have saved up enough money."
Bulma recovering slightly, coughed. "What money?"
"Money to buy the baby, of course." Trunks frowned, adults can be so dense at times he thought.
"Trunks."Bulma sighs and nodded her thanks to Gohan who went back to sit down.
Vegeta growled. "Brat, where did you get that foolish notion from?"
"Well, mum buys everything with her money." Trunks explained feeling a little annoyed it was so obvious in the chibi's mind.
Bulma sighs. "Trunks after tea I think we should have a little talk."
"Can I have a talk too?" Goten chirped hopeful, not wanting to be left out.
"Gohan?" Bulma asked looking all of sudden tired.
The teen looks down at his brother's eager eyes. "I think it would be better if I talked with him."
Grinning Goten spun around to look at Trunks. "I get to talk with Gohan." He said smuggle before turning back and asking. "What are we going to talk about?"
Both Vegeta and Trunks both rolled their eyes in discast. Bulma shook her head. It never secces to amaze her, the naïveté of the boy, so much like his own father Goku. Gohan smirked, ruffling his brother's hair.
"You'll see. For now you need to eat." Gohan ordered. The chibi didn't argue, turning and put a mouthful of food into his mouth.
When everyone went back to eating Gohan glanced back over at his mate, chewing on his bottom lip nervously. He had been going over in his mind how he was going to tell Vegeta that he was leaving. He thought with Bulma here and the boys he won't make asene. Well, he was hoping, and Bulma might help him out, if his prince will at lest hear him out before blowing something up first.
Glancing nervously, over at his older lover, who was downing the rest of his drink. Clearing his throat he spilled the words that he being fighting with all day. "Geta…err …I'm moving out." Juice sprayed across the table for the second time in few minutes. Vegeta blinked at him in disbelief. In the deadly silent Gohan could feeling eyes fixed on him, averting his own eyes. Fixing them on his fork and nervously played with his half eaten meal feeling the tenching mounting.
"WHAT!" Vegeta roared, eyes a blazed, Gohan had his full attention, squirming in his seat under his prince fixed stare. Did he hear correctly the boy wants top leave him?
Feeling the stress build around him Gohan felt trapped, and stumbled over his words. "I need to Geta… I have to…"
"NO!" The prince bellowed he had made his mind up, shacking his head furiously. "It's obersived! What rubbish!" Vegeta growled shacking physically preventing himself from exploding, powering up.
"Vegeta, will you let him finish!" Bulma snapped with her sights back on Gohan who looked like he was going to burst into tears any second as he tried to explain.
"There nothing for him to say. He's not going! He's my mate. He stays with me. End of story! " Vegeta pushed away his meal, turned off food and followed his arms furious that this conversation even came to be.
Bulma looked at the enraged prince. "Will you shut UP! Vegeta you can be such ass sometimes." Sigh, Bulma could see how stressed Gohan was, seating quietly- head down fighting back his tears.
"Don't interfere, onna. This has nothing to do with you." The prince warned refusing to talk about this matter any further. In his mind it was closed there was no way he would allow him to leave. What was the boy thinking? It infuriated him that he would even think of it.
"Quite IT!" Bulma snapped getting both stunned chibis looking at her way before they heard a deadly tone emitting from the prince.
"ONNA!" the prince warned.
Gohan shook his head, dark pools swelled, tears spilled, and the flood gates flowed on to his cheeks. He couldn't take this anymore. Springing to his feet he let the chair fall behind him. "ALL OF YOU, STOP IT!"
Vegeta frowned, perplexed. What did he do? He watched the boy storm out.
"Now look at what you did!" Bulma growled watching the teen flee the room.
The prince spun back around to her stunned. "Me?"
"Vegeta go after him!" Bulma snapped pointing over at the door. The princes narrowed his eyes, pushing his chair back. "And this time don't be such a jerk!" biting back the urge to blast something someone. He matched out on the hunt for his young over emotion mate.
Bulma looked back at both chibi's who were wide eye looking up at her questionable. Goten looked like he was about to follow his brothers in crying. With a warm smile she stretched out her hands touched both boys on either side of her. "Everything will be fine. Gohan is just tired is all." She went on to explain further while hoping that Vegeta could find out what has upset Gohan.
Vegeta stretched out his senses and found the boy on the roof under the stars. With a sigh he rose up above the white dome and saw his young mate sitting cross legged, eyes lowered. Gohan could feel the prince approach from behind. "Boy what has gotten into you? Explain."
"What is there to explain you won't listen." Gohan grumbled, frowning.
"Brat." Vegeta frowned siting down beside him.
Gohan glanced over at him with his determined midnight pearls. "No Vegeta, I'm going and there nothing you can say will stop me."
The prince's frown deepened. "I don't understand. Out of no-where you talk about leaving. You expect me to say its okay? What has you talking nonsense's? I want to know what's going on. I demand it. Has something or someone upset you that I should know about?"
"Nothing has me upset." The teen lied, fighting back the tears. He looked away not wanting to be weak in front of his prince.
"Brat!" Vegeta snapped, reaching out cupping the boy's chin forcing him to meet his eyes. Losing some of his anger seeing the simmer of moister in his lover's eyes, looking so lost, so hurt. Brushing away his young love, tears with his thumb, concerned. "Koi, what's going on? Tell me."
Gohan shrugged turned away not wanting Vegeta's to touch him. "I just need time away. I need space, there is a lot to think about and I can't do it here…with you."
Vegeta sighed frustrated and confused. "You want to leave me?"
Gohan nodded and turned to meet his lover's concerned dark orbs, searching. "I can't stay. I have to go… I have to leave you."
"You would do this?" The prince chocked, he looked away. It felt like a knife had sliced through his heart. "You can't do this…"
"See you're not listening."
"I'm listening. I just don't believe what I'm hearing." Hurt the prince turned, meeting midnight orbs filled with uncertainty. Silences drawled before Gohan spoke.
"You didn't expect to be a father again. Did you?"
Vegeta frowned taken back, still lost with what the boy had said earlier. "What? What…no I wasn't expecting to have to deal with another brat…"
"Brat? Is that's all our child is to you?" Gohan growled tears spilled over on to his flushed cheeks. Trembling.
"Boy…wh- what are you talking about?" The prince was really at lost now. His dark orbs searched for clues but nothing came. The hurt that was there screaming at him, but confused. What did he say wrong? When did this all fall apart? What did he miss? He felt like he was slowly dying inside of him, trying to mask the pain behind a solid barricade that was put there so along ago.
Gohan wiped away the flowing tears. "You don't want another kid, and you don't love me!" Trembling with everything that has been said and done taunted emotional drained he spat.
Stunned, Vegeta shook his head in disbelief. How can this be? He couldn't breathe, he could believe this. "What the hell are you on about?" Unable to contain his temper anymore he continued. "If I didn't care about you, then what was all that about when that-that…BRAT of mine from the future wanted you? I could have easily given up my rights back then!" He spat.
"That's IT! I'm just property to YOU! It was only because you didn't want him to get your property!" Gohan screamed abruptly he went to stand when Vegeta grab his wrist preventing him from leaving. The prince tightening his grip holding him still, Gohan glared back. Both could feel the others ki being to become dangerously high with tempers rising.
"Ridiculous! I did it because I love you. None the less you are mine. We belong together and this ridiculous idea of yours stops here! You are not leaving me, you carry our child and YES I want this cub before you say anything else." Vegeta snapped angrily, feeling his blood begging to boil over. His heart beating hard he will damn if he allow this to continue, to lose this battle.
"I'm leaving! You can't make me STAY!" Gohan spat with tears streaming down his face wrestling out of the prince's grip.
Vegeta balled up his fist stopping himself from lashing out.
Those words cut deeper than any one knife could have. The prince couldn't cope with the thought of losing him. Dark eyes filled with pain turned away, searching for a way, searching for way to stop all this madness before he loses him. Pleading eyes returned. "Koi, please you're getting yourself worked up. I blame it on the blasted school. It gives you too much work and fills you with these foolish ideas."
"It's not just the school, it's everything. I need space and I can't think here. I'm going to be staying with a friend." Hurting, Gohan sniffled brushing away the tears, unable to stop the flood from escaping.
"Friend Wha…" A thought flashed with it his jaw harden, eyes narrowed spuriously, fist clenched. "Mirai… " he snarled showing his canines. In an instant dark pools snapped into teal, turning cold, searching the heavens, scanning the area seeing if he had missed something.
Gohan's eyes snapped the prince's way, alarmed with the sudden spike in ki. "Vegeta no!" He warned grabbing his arm, getting his attaching. "He's not here… I'm going to stay with my friend Sharpener."
Vegeta's stress bled away, he relaxed dramatically. "Oh him."
"Yes him." Gohan frowned confused, glaring.
Vegeta shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I have nothing to fear."
"WHAT?" Gohan growled in disbelief, Vegeta sighed, all the tenching bleeding from him as he tried in vain to bring the boy in for hug.
"Koi…if you want sometime away, space as you call it, I can allow that." He purred not getting the right response he was after. "I let you have few days to come back to your senses."
"A few days?" Gohan snapped, angrily pushing him away again, stepping back. "…senses?" Feeling insulted he growled.
Vegeta closed his eyes mustering up his patience before he focused back on the angry teen. "Okay, a few weeks, but that's it. You belong home with me. I want you…"
"Yes, and we know why." The teen hissed
The prince raised a brow. "And what's that supposed to mean?"
Gohan looked away so angry it was overloading his logic. "Nothing! Fine it's settled. I'll stay at Sharpener's."
"For two weeks at the most." Vegeta said. With a strong grip on the boy's upper arms he brought the boy around to face him. The prince was trying to make his point clear.
Gohan's dark lashes lowered and he refused to look at his mate, shrugging him off. "I think we should go back. I need to talk to Goten. He is probably worried."
"Boy?" Vegeta sighed, the teen pushed away from his attempts to get close to him. It hurt to see him like this. Something was terrible wrong, but what? He loved the boy, the Saiyanjin half breed, a warrior in his own right someone that made him proud. He would do anything for him. And now it just cut him deep, he didn't know how to go about fixing this. Gohan could get over emotional at time and he knew thing could only get worse in his condition. He was at loss as how to help him, other than cuddle him, make love to him, the only ways he knew of that felt right, but his mate was refusing the only thing he knew he could do right to please the boy.
He was scared of losing the only thing that meant anything to him, the only right thing that has every happened to him. Ever since he was a young child being ripped away from his father, the king, placed into the tyrant's hands, the hell hole, and thrown in the bowels of Frieza's ship.
There wasn't much call for love on the tyrant's ship only pain, war and destruction, blood. The prince was a passionate man by nature. It came out in his battles and in bed but he was lost when it came down to feelings of the verbal kind. Feeling defeated Vegeta lowered himself to the ground with his young mate now already disappear inside.
The prince looked back up at the blanket of glittering stars in a silent plea for his father, the king, to help him finding away to keep his mate, the only person to have captured his heart. The only one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, the only one that was so precious to him, his Son Gohan.
TBC…
A/N: Thanks guys ;) more to come…please be patent with me it's being reedited with each chapter. Hopeful improved ;)