A/N: I don't own DBZ and I don't pretend to. This story is AU… So that gives me free range on how they behave. Be warned spelling and grammar mistakes will be found. ALWAYS! Warning, this is a Yaoi male/male coupling, also swearing the list goes on. If you don't like don't read, no-one is making you. Rated R.

"A Saiyanjin Lullaby"

Chapter 10

*Gohan why did you have to do this?* Goku held him tight with his cheek resting on the top of his son's rich dark hair. He wrapped his arms around him, securely embracing his eldest…the boy he only knew of. After all these years, all this time he thought he had done the right thing… even though he had regrets.

All these years had really been a lie… a lie to himself that they didn't really need him. A cosy excuse- a path that he took to follow the overwhelming urges that strong sensation that drove inside him. Something that he had never been able to shake or quench his thirst for the thrill of a good fight, a high in its self; the never ending drug, a powerful pill. The strength that amplified through him, in his Saiyanjin veins, whenever he fought with a worthy opponent.

Here in his hold was a potent drug of its own, a protective current that sparked his fatherly love that jolted into his very self…his undivided love for his son. "Gohan it has been a long time."

"Dad I-I…" Gohan was trembling and stumbling, choking on his own words, as tears cascaded down his cheeks. The tears wouldn't stop, and his breathing came in short gasps. It was impossible to speak at all without sobbing like a child. His father's arms pressed him closer. He could feel the familiar warmth radiating, that powerful heart beat in the larger warrior frame of his father.

"Shhh …hush no need to talk just yet." Goku tightened his arms squeezing Gohan, feeling the boy reluctantly, nervously pull away.

Gohan lifted his head from his father's shoulder and went to look up at him. "No dad …I need to explain…"

Goku shook his head the negative, his determined but protective eyes catching his son's concerns. "I said hush. Let me look at your face. Don't be so troubled. I hear you are with cub?"

Gohan nodded slowly. His eyes looked away for second only to return to meet his father waiting pools. "Yes… Geta's."

A frown deepened over the handsome earth Saiyan. "Geta?"

The teen nodded with small smile slipping over his gorgeous face. "Vegeta, it just a pet name I call him."

Goku shock his head in disbelief. "I honestly can't see him approving of this name."

"Only, when it's said by the boy, do I approve of it." They both separated from the warm embrace when they heard Vegeta at the door looking in. He held a veil hiding his true feelings but his eyes held that spark of alertness - intelligence and something else; something that could be taken as a calculating-threat. It was only there for a second, long enough for the taller warrior to catch it in the light. Vegeta frowned. His eyes locked with Goku's before he turned to his mate. His face softened some. "Here are your clothes."

Gohan took a step forward holding his hand out to take the neatly piled clothes, t-shirt and pants. A smile swept over his face as he met with his lovers comforting expression. "Thanks, I'll just take a quick shower and get some of this dust out of my hair. I'll be with you guys real soon." As Gohan went to turn towards the private bathroom off the side of the lab, a thought came to him. A sting of emotion, a slight panic jolted through him. He turned to his father, questionably. "Ummm… dad you're not going anywhere just yet are you?"

Goku turned from looking at Vegeta disapprovingly and tuned so his sights were on his teenage son. "No son. Go have your shower I'll be here when you return."

"Thanks and Geta don't you go either." Gohan ordered, not wanting to be far from his lover after everything.

"I'm not going anywhere boy. Go and have your shower." Vegeta said. His face then softened and with a wicked glint in his eyes he looked at the boy's father with an overwhelming urge to cause trouble. The prince's sights turned in seconds back to Gohan who was smiling at him. The prince then purred. "Do you want me to wash your back for you? I know I'm ready to soap you right up."

A deep blush washed over Gohan as he tried to avoid looking into his father's darkening eyes as he turned to leave with unwavering smile on his handsome face. He was playing with the seductive images that his lover has just given him. "Maybe later." He whispered as he stepped into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

Vegeta smirked he was feeling triumph not only did he managed to piss Goku off with that, his mate was considering his offer. The prince sights shifted back to his mate's father, Goku darkened face. "What are you looking at baka?"

The taller warrior eyes were narrowed and fixed on the only other Saiyan. He knew the prince was out to make this worse for him. "I was just wondering how it would look if my fist connected with your face?"

Vegeta snorted. "Huh …it would probably miss."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that." Goku snapped back in return.

The prince just looked at him with steady glare. "For the boy's sake, I won't hit you. Well not yet." With that they eyed each other in a stand off before they went to wait for Gohan on opposite sides of the lab.

It was quiet for some time while Vegeta leaned against a large glass cabinet filled with Bulma's latest small experiments, crazy and bazaar some of them. Like a lazy toaster that ends up burning your toast for you. Bulma's genius bordered somewhere between insanity and brilliance, like her father, which in the end brought in millions, if not billions, to her bank account.

Vegeta payed no attention to what was inside the cabinet. He has seen them all before. Instead he closed his eyes trying to ignore the baka opposite him. He was listening to the faint spray of the shower in the next room and the images it was bringing him of his sexy, naked lover washing himself with a layer of creamy vanilla soap suds; fresh with the fragrance that coated his youthful skin; how deliciously tasty was that thought alone. Hmmm Vegeta was trying to control the rising urge to sneak in there and strip off his clothes and step in to the steaming spray without being seen until it was too late and wrapping his strong arms around his mate's slender waist from behind.

Wrapping his muscled arms around that soaped coated chest that creamy flesh with his hands gliding over with the soap while he teased and kissed. Then when he would hear that sound that was a tantalising mix between a whimper and moan he would bring the boy back closer, pressing their warm bodies together. Hmmm his thoughts travelled further with his lover in his arms moaning - pleading with him, beckoning for more. Vegeta could visualise himself pinning, restrain the sexy teen against the glossy tiled wall of the shower cubical, the boy at his mercy. How erotic their dance would be. So lost in those powerful images of extreme erotic and seductive moves. His fantasy grew with the next arousal level of ecstasy when Vegeta was startled slightly when the boy's father, Goku, spoke.

"Well we agree on one thing. We both don't won't to see Gohan, upset." Goku said leaning back against the bed lost in very different thoughts.

Vegeta looked over at him as his expression hardened. "You're a bit late with that don't you think?"

"I did what I thought was the right thing." Goku stated with arms folded over his broad chest not wanting to start a fight when his son was just next door.

The prince snorted with the paradox of it all. "Huh… right thing! Your harp of mate went insane and beat the crap out of your son. Kicked him out of his own home and wouldn't let him see his own brother."

Goku sent a cold glare his way ready to drill him with holes, if not his fist. "Watch it Vegeta! I'm still not completely satisfied that you hadn't planned this from the very beginning."

"You don't listen to me. So why should I bother with what you think? It only matters to me what the boy believes. That is all that concerns me." Vegeta growled

"He is my son and he is a fighter. I'm sure Gohan would have survived without your help!"

Vegeta raised an eyebrow at the baka's statement. "You think so do you? Well then you're more of a loser than I thought. The boy was living on a fine thread between life and death after you left. Both physically and mentally."

Goku pushed away from the bed with vengeance, fire set in his eyes. "Oh and you came to his rescue. His knight in shining armour as they say and you expect me to believe that he fell madly in love with you."

Vegeta had the same stern tone in his voice and deadly expression. "Believe what you want. I don't have to explain myself to you, a low class."

Goku smirked at the irony of it. "A low class …huh…have you forgotten? A low class I might be, as you say, one that you have taken his son." Vegeta was ready to launch himself at the fool, when they were interrupted with the low sound of the bathroom door lock click and opening. They were so lost in the battle of words they didn't hear the shower stop a while back.

"Hey guys. Sorry for taking so long. Dad, are you ok?" Gohan stood there in a black t-shirt with thick white paint sprawled across the front with the words Bad Ass written on it. It was ripped a little off the shoulder the way he liked it. He wore his stone wash denims that sat on his hips hiding under his shirt. Gohan also had a leather band around his right wrist with two small leather threads dangling from it Gohan had the biggest smile set on his gorgeous face.

Goku was stunned. He couldn't see Chichi ever allowing him to wear such an outfit if she was alive. Vegeta had the biggest smirk on his handsome face. He had picked the t-shirt out purposely for two reasons. One, it was his favourite shirt for the boy. The prince thought the teen looked totally hot in it and the other was that he wanted to shock Goku, even piss him off. He was out to prove that his Gohan was not the same naive boy his father thought him to be. No not his mate his babe was totally hot.

"Y-Yeah …umm…fine." Goku stumbled over his words, trying not to stare. His son looked like he should be at a rock gig. So different from the sweet innocent Gohan he was accustomed to with his funny hair cuts. But those lovable- adorable eyes that the boy had inherited from him shone with the same sweetness.

Gohan nodded and turned to his partner a little unsure. "Umm…Geta I told Sharpener that I'll be over later after tea to pick up my gear for school. He had taken my bag home for me."

"You want me to come with you?" Vegeta asked knowing he would go anyway whether the boy wanted him or not. Though, he preferred not to get into argument especially in front of the boy's father.

Gohan moved over and put his strong arms around his partner's strong shoulders, alluring - charming him. His bright eyes purred with his words. "Could we take the car and maybe dad would like to check it out." With a smile that reached his eyes Gohan turned to his father, he couldn't read his father expression at all. Goku was masking his feelings from him; wanting only for everyone to get along, Gohan continued. "What do you say dad? The car is really something else. Geta's pride and joy."

Vegeta was soaking up the beauty in his arms. He was been flooded with warmth and affection from the boy he adored. "I wouldn't say it was my only pride and joy."

Gohan turned with those words and Vegeta gently squeeze him affectionately. A warm glow washed over the teen's features as he tilted his head to one side closed his eyes to kiss his partner lovely sensual lips. Vegeta mirrored that of the boy tilted his head as they forgot about anyone else in the room, they came together. Their passion was rising to the surface, burning-flaming- igniting their arousals even more. The days without was driving their thirst for each other as fingers massaged into rich dark hair.

Smelling that fresh scent of vanilla, Vegeta slipped his hand under the teen's t-shirt trailing up and over that smooth back feeling the muscles ripple under his hand, reacting to his touch. Gohan pressed his body from his chest to hips against Vegeta, eagerly wanting more from his partner both not wanting to break the spell that they were under. The prince's hand curled around his partner's head holding him still lips - tongue in a dominant battle.

"Mmmm." An urgent moan escaped them both as they pressed themselves harder together, grinding their hips and pressing their chests closer. Vegeta was so close to picking up his lover in his arms and taking him back to their place in the forest, if not slipping them both to the floor where they stood, so lost in their passion were they both.

"Ummm Gohan…Gohan sorry to interrupt." Goku said when he wasn't really sorry at all. It was really get on his nerves. His fists stay clenched at his side as the passionate kiss came to an end with Gohan pulling away reluctantly form his disappointed partner.

Both were flustered and out of breath. "Sorry about that." Gohan said as a slight red tint washed over his face as he glanced back at Vegeta's hungry stare. The teen dragged his sights back to his dad. He cleared his throat and thought about what they were talking about before he got side tracked. "Umm …. Oh yeah, would you like to come with us?"

Goku ignored the look he was receiving from Vegeta for interrupting their affectionate interlude. He looked at his son instead and asked curiously. "Is this Sharpener the same guy you have been staying with?"

Gohan smiled. "Yeah he's a good friend of mine. He helped me out."

Vegeta raised his chin. "He's annoying."

The teen turned around with a stern expression. "Don't say that. You're still upset, he was asleep that's all. I told you that from the start."

The prince looked away. "Humph." The prince was recalling the misleading passionate sounds emanating from Sharpener's bedroom that first night that still echoed inside of him.

Goku frowned. He watched the little disagreement between his son and the prince. He wanted to keep the two apart for as long as he could. He couldn't explain why but this didn't sit well with them together especially doing what they were doing. He needed time to get used to this arrangement. "Okay with me. I'll come with you. But who's driving?"

"Me of course." Vegeta snapped.

"Aw Geta that's not fair." Gohan pouted, sulking on purpose, knowing he would win in the end.

Goku's sights shifted to Vegeta and pointed. "Why don't you let Gohan have a go?"

"Very well. If you want to boy." He sighed ignoring the other Saiyan. Vegeta shook his head as looked at the teen's face that just broke out into big smile. The boy had played him again.

"I do." Gohan beamed with delight. He wrapped his arms around his partner again squizzing tight getting another frown from his father that he didn't see. "I love you." Gohan purred.

"I know."

~~~

After tea Vegeta went outside onto the patio by the living room in the dark and continued across the dimly lit ground to get to the garage. The others followed him. Both Goku and Gohan were talking quietly behind him about earth Saiyan moving into CC for while until he knew what he was going to do.

Goku was wearing jeans and a rich emerald button shirt with a jacket over it that Bulma found of his stored away. As they approached the large garage Gohan bounced over to Vegeta and asked for the keys. Vegeta tossed them to him with some reluctance. "Catch."

Gohan was beaming as the automatic door lifted up to reveal all the mass of cars in the garage. At the front was Bulma's new sliver convertible as well as her black four-wheel dive. To the other side was the black sleek Mercedes hot and ready with all that power that was caged under the smooth polished hood just itching for a teenager to have drive it out of there. "Check it out." Gohan grinned as he wasted no time to open the driver's door and sit down in the smooth seats.

Vegeta, in his jeans and button dark blue shirt, opened the front passenger door before Goku could. Goku was admiring the car listening to it purr to life as Gohan turned the key in ignition and put it into reverse; his foot pressing steadily down on the accelerator.

Goku shifted out of the way as the car rumbled back stopping for him to get in. "What do you think?"

"Nice… real nice Master Roshi and Krillin would love this babe." He said as he opened the door and slid in the back and closed the door just in time Gohan put his foot down on the accelerator spinning the wheels on the loose white gravel that coated the driveway.

Vegeta raised a disapproving eyebrow at his lover but he had done the same when he first got the car so he couldn't blame the boy. He sat back with his arms resting casually in his lap. "Sorry guys I just had to do that. It's out of my system now." Gohan said.

"Who gave you your license?" Goku asked.

"Hey at least I got mine on my first go." Gohan laughed. He waited patiently for CC front gates to slide open while his father took this time to do his seatbelt.

"Yeah but who taught you?" Goku called from the back seat.

"Geta." Gohan chirped looking over at his lover who had a smug look.

"I can believe it." Goku grumbled as he looked out his window. Vegeta chose to ignore it. Gohan just laughed, having never felt so happy for a long time. He had two of his favourite people in the world in the car with him. Nothing could take that away from him.

It wasn't long before Gohan was off with a rumble down the street in the night with his headlights on heading for the main road to get to the opposite side of the city. He went through the gears enjoying the feeling of the car and its power. Vegeta leaned over and went through all of his CD and put on some heavy metal music for a change. Goku sat in the back watching the landscape pass as he leaned against the window. Gohan would involve him in their conversations. Goku preferred to just listening to them talk in the front seat. He could see how comfortable they both were speaking to each other.

The more he listened the more he realised how much his son had grown up without him. Getting his licence, starting a family in a way the boy didn't need him. It didn't stop Goku from thinking how different his son's life, if he had never had left. He was sure that Vegeta wouldn't have been part of his life, and if he did come back when he was asked to all those years ago.

Gohan's life seemed to be totally different, like more out going he has friends now, he since found out, and goes to high school. Doing well in his grades from what Bulma had said. He felt proud of his son but then his thought would do a downer when it came to his choice of partner and the same question why and how did Vegeta get into his life.

So much more to ask when the time was right: Goku came out of his thoughts with Gohan laughing. He sat back and listened to that sweet sound he had lost for all those years. A smile slipped on his face when he turned back to the window and once again and was lost in thought watching all the sprays of lights; red, blue, yellow and white mixing into thread as they pass the outside world by. Why did Vegeta choose you?

~~~

It wasn't long before they arrived at Sharpener's grandmother's house. Everyone piled out into the quiet suburban street with just a few street lights spread apart down the road. The teen closed his door with Vegeta and Goku doing the same. Gohan locked the car and pocketed the keys.

"So this is the place?" Goku looked around at the crowded street with some cars parked on the street and all its houses looking much the same with their low fences and foliage pressed hard up against them. He casually shoved his hands in his jacket pocket and looked over at his son. He wanted to meet Gohan's friends.

"Yeah come on. He's waiting. The flat is around the back." Gohan walked ahead of Vegeta and his dad down the driveway along the side of the house as the next-door neighbour's dog barked. Goku tried to peek over the fence only to see the powerfully dog spring up to bite him. He stumbled back from the fence with Vegeta laughing. "Wow, he's not very friendly …huh?"

"Oh he's ok, when he gets to know you or you feed him steaks." Gohan smirked as they continued down the driveway missing his partner's nervous look. They all passed the kitchen window with its neon light on. They stepped onto the small patio with its night light on and bugs moving around it. Gohan rapped his knuckles on the wooden flyscreen door. It only took a second for it to open.

"Hey man, what took ya?" Gohan's tall blonde hair friend, Sharpener, stood dressed much the same way as he always was. He had a big smile on his face when he saw his friend. "Come in." Sharpener looked over his friend's shoulder to see Vegeta looking as impressed as ever and another guy towering behind him. He gave questioning look at Goku who just waved with one of his warm smiles. "Hi"

Gohan stepped in with Vegeta moving and standing at his side. They all turned to Goku who stepped towards the teen and put out his hand to shake the kids own. "Sorry Sharpener. Here I would like you to meet my …umm… uncle." Gohan had to work fast. He couldn't say hi Sharpener; I would like you to meet my dead father. You remember the one I told you about. Gohan looked up to see his father raise a brow at him.

"Uncle?" Goku was taken back. Did Gohan not want to introduce him as dad?

"Hey that's cool." Sharpener held out his large hand and grabbed Goku's with a smile. The teen was pleased to meet any of his best friend family. "Nice to meet you. Come on in pull up a chair. Don't worry about the mess. Gohan here usually cleans for me. Hehehe." Sharpener turned around to the living room behind him.

"Yeah right." Gohan playfully punched him on the arm. Sharpener beamed and tapped him back. Vegeta watched the two teen mucking around from where he stood back to the kitchen.

Sharpener smiled. "Hey." And with his thumb he motioned to the kitchen. " I'm sorry I haven't got much for you guys to have. I was going to grab some stuff up at the store. But I wasn't sure when you would get here."

"Well if you like I'll dive you." Gohan offered showing him the keys with Vegeta and Goku listening in.

"Hey, its fine, I was just going to wonder to the corner shop, up here." Sharpener explained.

Gohan turned to his partner and his father. "Well if its ok with you guys I'll go with Sharpener."

"Go with him already." Vegeta said keen to go and get back home.

"Yeah we will gather up your gear and put in the car." Goku looked at bag in the corner that must be Gohan's, and some clothes on the unmade sofa bed. It was obvious as to where his son has been sleeping.

"Thanks." Gohan smiled at his dad and tossed the keys back to Vegeta.

Sharpener noticed how Gohan and his uncle looked a lot like. From the eyes to the chin the same shaped frame a lot of similarities. "Hey you two really look a lot alike."

"We should do, we're…" Goku couldn't help himself he wanted to speak out. Gohan was his son; it wasn't fair the guy seemed to know who Vegeta was but not him.

"Family… Hey lets go." Gohan said already walking towards the door. Wanting to get away from the discomfort he was feeling with lying about who his father was.

"Oh okay." Sharpener turned to Vegeta and then Gohan. "Umm … are you going to take the couch back?"

Gohan smiled and shook his head. "No, you can keep it as a thank you for putting up with me."

"That's cool… thanks."

"No problem. We will back soon guys." Gohan said waving to them as he stepped out with his friend.

They both walked chatting, going over everything that happened. Gohan just told him that Vegeta had seen Edwards. Sharpener told him how the cops are looking for the guy and can't find him. Gohan felt bad he couldn't confide in his friend the truth. He acted naive on a lot of things that was asked so as not to bring up any hard to explain questions.

It was always on his tongue to just come out with it and tell him everything about himself. To have him accept him for whom he was. But what about the pregnancy? How in the hell was he going to bring that up. Hi… how things? You never guess I'm pregnant. How cool is that huh…Nah.

Ah that wouldn't work nothing much would, not on this planet anyway, maybe back on the home planet Vegeta-sei where it was accepted but not here. It's just not done. If they found out they would put him behind glass doors just like one of Bulma's experiments. He had no doubt of that. Everything seamed to crushing down on him again he didn't want anyone to find out about the pregnancy. It was too dangerous.

Yet he wanted to talk to someone, and what of his dad? The man they all thought was dead. Gohan knew he will have to sort that one out sooner or later. It wasn't long before they approached the small row of shops. A Chinese, a seven eleven, and liquor store with a news agency at the end that was now closed for the night. All the stores looked worn and had seen better days; with the ugly blue pant peeling off the side of the building.

A couple of kids on their skateboards were hanging out the front laughing and cursing as they took turns with a brown paper bag that held the illegal drink. "Hey dude …Gohan isn't?" One called whispering something back to his friends that were sitting down on the curb with their boards.

"Hey?" The redhead lanky kid called sitting on the ground next to another kid with blonde-brown wavy hair.

"Come here." The tall dirty brown hair guy standing with a little more weight than his friends called again.

Sharpener and Gohan walked onto the tarred surfaced of the parking lot together. "Hey… that's Matt and his friends." Sharpener said quietly not liking the kid much. The boy had the reputation of being a bully at school. He hung around the back of the science labs smoking and selling stuff.

Gohan knew of them too. He had never had a confrontation with the guy but had heard from others how he likes to fight with the newer kids. The smaller boys thought he was cool and all. "Sharpener you go in I see what they want. I don't want to leave Vegeta for too long. He gets agitated fast."

"Ok. You'll be all right?" Sharpener wasn't to sure about leaving with him with this guy. But he knew that Gohan could protect himself. It's not like Gohan didn't know how to fight. He had seen him stick up for himself enough times. All ways the same, some dude thinking he was tough and tried to bully another guy but that didn't work on Gohan. He knew how to fight back and they quickly learn not to try again. It was not as if Gohan went out for a fight just like it wasn't his dad's. Trouble just seemed to make its self known to them.

Gohan waved his friend's concerns off. "It's cool… go I'll be fine." Sharpener nodded and went to get the gear quickly so he could be there for his friend if he needed him. Gohan walked over to the guys now all standing, one guy started circling him with his board, slowly not too close, just far enough for Gohan to watch him cautiously.

The guy they called Matt spoke up. He held his board in one hand with tip of it balancing on his shoe. "Hey dude. Word's out that you been doing it with Edwards."

Gohan's face went hard the instant the guy opened his ugly mouth. He knew where this was leading and he wanted none of it. "Then the word is wrong."

"Word is that he has been having it off with a heap of dudes from school." Matt pushed on.

"So what's this got to do with me?" Gohan watched as now two guys circled him on their boards as he kept his distance from Matt.

"I hear you're the last person that saw him."

"So what if I was?" Gohan said as the two guys pulled up and flipped their boards into their hands. They were now on either side of him with Matt standing in front of him.

"Well did you do it with him?"

"I'm not having this conversation."

"Hey dude it's true then." Matt pushed further enjoyed pushing the smaller kid by a few inches. Matt looked at the boy, Gohan, in the dark. He didn't think he was anything special. He could see that the boy worked out with his arms showing some muscles, but most guys do that just to look tough and get the girls, but most couldn't fight to save themselves. He couldn't see this dude being any different.

Gohan refused to answer he was getting tired of this guy and didn't think much of his friends either. They watched and listened to their big mouth friend.

"So you're a queer then...a freak." Matt chuckled. A deadly spark shone in Gohan piercing dark eyes.

"Watch what you say or you'll soon regret it." Gohan growled with eyes glancing at the two other teens on either side of him dropping their boards with thud. Their worn joggers caught them stopping them from rolling away. They both turned to Matt again.

"You don't fool me dude… you're just a gutless wonder, all mouth."

With a spark in his eyes alight, Gohan smirked. "Then you don't listen to the word out there much, hey."

"Hey dude cut it out. Drop it! Let's split. He's not worth this shit." The guy with wavy light brown hair called to his friend as he scanned the area nervously to see if anyone was watching them.

"What Derrick, chickening out on me?" Matt spat back venomously as he kept his eyes locked on Gohan.

"No, but this not worth it, dude." Derrick said again. Knowing what his friend had planed out in the open and all.

"I think it is. This little shit going to get on his hand and knees and bark like the bitch he is. Woof woof" Matt chuckled and pointed to the ground letting his board roll a little away at the same time.

That was all it took. Gohan was on him like wallpaper; laying into him fast with his fists flying. The guy didn't see it coming. The next thing Gohan and him were down on the tar. Derrick and the lanky redhead jumped on the demi Saiyan's back to pull him off their friend. Gohan sprung around so quickly he lost his balance on the high gutter with the two on his back pushing him, off balancing him. They all tumbled over the gutter and spilled out on to the road nearly hitting a car as it swerved out of the way and hitting his horn.

Gohan fell down on his back. He went to get up only to be overcome with dizziness. He could just make out Sharpener drop everything and rush out of the glass doors of the store. Gohan quickly climbed back up onto his feet with his fist ready when he was hit over the back of the head with something. It was the half empty bottle of liquor. The sound of glass crashing down on his head echoed in the street and the smell of the alcohol spilled over down his hair and onto shirt. Then he felt a sharp dull pain when someone sent a hard punch into his right cheekbone making Gohan disorientated for a second. He dropped back down on his knees then sitting back on his heels, shaking his head.

"Gohan!" Sharpener yelled as he raced over the wide car park to get to his friend.

"Hey… Matt lets get the shit out of here before someone calls the cops." Derrick called pulling on his friend's arm, which was lying on the side of the road clutching his chest.

"Help me dude …the little shit has gone broken my ribs." Matt hissed through gritted teeth with the pain slicing, weighing heavy around his chest.

"I wouldn't call him that Matt, he whipped your ass good." The other boy called as he and Derrick lifted Matt up in a rush to get away.

Sharpener glared at the three that passed him by and rushed over to his friend Gohan still down on the side of the road with a hand touching the back of his head where he felt the sharp pain throbbed. He winced as he touched the torn skin on his scalp. He moved his hand from the wound and looked at the thick crimson just as Sharpener knelt down beside him. "Gohan are you okay?"

Gohan with deep frown answered he went to get up only to wince from the sudden movement. He held out his hand. "Yeah …yeah just great. Help me up will ya." Sharpener grabbed both hands and pulled him up. The taller teen looked up at the trail of blood seeping down out of Gohan hair onto his neck and the one coming over his temple.

"You're bleeding bad man."

Gohan wiped away the blood trailing down his face above his eyebrow. He was pissed- angry about a lot of things, the idiots been one. The fact that he let his guard down with another dizzy spell didn't help. "Just great that's all I need! This is real great school is going to be hell from now on I just know it… Don't fuss Sharpener I've had worse." He pushed away from friend trying to check his cut on his head.

"What happened?" Sharpener was annoyed he had gut feeling he shouldn't have left Gohan with that guy. He wanted to lay his fists into Matt and his friends when he saw him next.

Gohan frowned and rased his eyes to meet with his friend. "The words out about Edwards and how he likes boys. They know about me." He said as he continued wipe away the blood seeping down over his face stopping it from reaching his eyes.

Sharpener shook his head. He looked over his shoulder with Gohan at his sided as he tried to see Matt and his friends, no sign long gone. "Hell what are you going to do?"

"I don't know… I guess fight them." Gohan said as he walked with Sharpener back onto the curb and out of the traffic that pretended that they didn't see anything as they go on their merry way.

"That's a lot of fighting, man." Sharpener declared

"Hey lets forget it for now come on get your gear and go." Gohan carefully pulled off his shirt and used to try and cut the flow of blood.

"Hey you're sure you all right man?" Sharpener asked again. He was really worried.

"Never felt better come one." Gohan tried to laugh it off as a sort of joke. Well it was. He was annoyed this wouldn't have happened before he got pregnant. He seemed to be drained of more and more of his ki as the days and weeks went on. No amount of eating would have helped. He thought of Vegeta. Oh shit he thought what in the hell would he say or even worse what will dad say? He didn't know which one to worry about. "I just don't know how I'm going to explain these to Vegeta and my …uncle."

"Don't worry I be with ya." Sharpener said and meant every word even though he didn't think he would be any match for Gohan's lover or that bigger guy. But he would give it a go none the less for his friend.

Gohan couldn't help himself and laughed. He could picture his friend against Vegeta and his dad. How bizarre, he thought, if his friend only knew the truth. Maybe one day he thought he will have to trust Sharpener enough not to freak if he found the truth. "Hey now I feel heaps better. Knowing you're save me from them."

"That's what friends are for man." Sharpener laughed with him knowing it was mad idea and they both knew he was mad enough to do it too.

"Yeah, come on let's get this over with. I can see me getting an ear full, even a hiding." Gohan said as he dabbed his shirt on the back of his head whining every now and then.

"Hey you're too old for that man. Plus you didn't start it." Sharpener said as he looked over at his friend walking slowly at his side ready to cross the road.

"Yeah… you tell them that." Gohan chuckled but winced at the thought. It wasn't going to be pretty he thought. They both stepped over the gutter and ran between cars and off into the shadows of the back streets in conversation. Gohan would do anything to keep from going back to see his partner and his dad. But that wasn't going to happen. He will just to have to face them like a man, he kept telling himself as he got closer. *This is just great. Not only do I have to explain this to Geta I have dad here too…Funking great… My life just sucks.*

TBC…

A/N: Another long chapter… I did this chapter like four times. I had Goku and Gohan have their heart to heart talk in the beginning but, I thought as much as Goku wants to know he wouldn't want to upset things just yet. That will probably be added in the next chapter. I will be jumping a few weeks as well so we can hurry up with the problems with his pregnancy and see how the others handle everything that comes with it.

Oh, and some how, I'll try and wish the planet, Vegeta-sei, back. Maybe they will have to go to new Namek? I'm working on few ideas.

Anyway thanks again guys

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