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 12
"Hey, have you seen Gohan?" Videl asked as she came down the stairs and into the next room looking at all the mess. Bodies were stretched over lounges, and even the floor was covered in teenage.
Sharpener was sitting with his aching head between his knees trying to ease the throbbing pain. The razer sharp hammering was spreading it's self and reaching into his throat and was threatening to express itself in the vilest way onto the most expensive carpet known to mankind. His eyes squinted with every syllable Videl uttered, like jack hammer at full blast; pounding the inside of his brain.
"Hey Sharpener have you got a hang over?"
"Arrgh… shh ….shhh …ten points for the girl in the long sleeved shirt." He half whispered, half growled.
Videl blushed "It's Ryan." Then her mood became serious when she looked around the room again. "Have you seen Gohan? I lost him after that little strip tease on the pool table last night."
Sharpener raised an eyebrow. "Geez I must have missed that one."
Videl shrugged her shoulders as she crouched down to look under the dining table checking out who the guy was that was lying face down. "Yeah well you missed a lot of things after we had to fish your sorry ass out of the pool; swearing you saw mermaids."
"Hey I think I remember that she had long beautiful green hair with the most enormous big breasts, Kami they where huge, big and round and so so…"
"Yes, yes all fascinating. Love to hear HAVE YOU SEEN GOHAN!"
"Geeeeeez Videl… I'm dying here … Shhh … will ya! No I haven't seen him." Sharpener cringed at his own words, still nursing his head.
"Fine I'll find him." She said as she got back to her feet.
"I don't doubt that with your voice box, Kami you can wake the dead."
"Very funny." Videl screwed up her nose and looked over towards the kitchen. "GOHAN!"
Sharpener clutched his head tighter and tears nearly came into his eyes. "Geez … shhhh … Why do you want him anyway?"
Videl turned around as she manoeuvred between teens stirring from their sleep. "His uncle called. He's coming over to pick him up. He said he will only be minute." Just then, like clockwork, the front door bell rang. Videl looked her shoulder towards the foyer. "Geez… that can't be him already? Kami I'm not even dressed. You get the door Sharpener."
Sharpener looked through the archway to the foyer. "Hey don't you have butler for that?"
"It's his day off … GET IT!" She yelled as everyone else in the room got to their feet whimpering from their own painful hangovers.
Sharpener glared at her as he stood up. "Fine! If it'll make you stop yelling at me. Geez the pain. I swear you could make a straight guy go gay!"
Videl gave him her best sarcastic look. "Ha-ha-ha Hurry up and answer the door and I'll go and look for our lover boy."
She left leaving Sharpener to answer the door as he clutched his temples trying to cushion his movements. Videl wasted no time searching around the kitchen and back down to the games room. Ready to yell out of complete frustration at not being able to find Gohan, she decided to look outside. With a frustrated sigh she put her hands on her hips and looked around the huge yard. One or two couples where curled up on the sun-lounges that were around the pool.
Videl looked up to see the door to the guest house open. She was quick to head that way looking at the pool with its huge variety of mess of beach balls, floating lounges and empty liquor bottles drifting around in the morning breeze, under the warm sunshine. She looked down the bottom of the pool to see more wine bottles and glasses. "Geez what mess."
She continued to walk over to the front of the guest house, frowning. "I don't remember that." Leaning against the outside wall was a street sign with its pole still attached. Wrong way "I don't think I want to ask."
Shaking her head Videl pushed open the front door her sights fell on the mess scattered around; more empty bottles and some abandoned clothes. "Well I must have missed this one." Looked further in and behind the lounge chair, blocking her view to the rest of the room, she peeked over the back. Her eyes popped out and her hands covered her mouth; not wanting to burst out laughing. There on the floor were a mound of girls; brunette blonde's redheads all curled up against or on top of Gohan.
"Oh my god I created a monster." She chuckled to herself. She looked up to see the bedroom door open and some guy walking out putting on his shirt. "Hi… Ross did I miss something."
"Huh? Oh that?....Yeah…hehehe." Ross looked over to the mound on the floor. "Gohan hehehe he's blast… He knows how to party dude. Hey where did the rest go?"
"There were more?" Videl raised an eyebrow to that.
"Oh yeah heaps more guys and girls, I recon some of them must have crashed it. Hey I'll see ya at school … okay dude. Got to go. Oh and GREAT party Videl." Ross took off out the front door grabbing his jacket on the way out.
"Okay, see ya." Videl shook her head and looked back down at her friend. Some of the girls where stirring with their morning hangovers. Videl crouched down and reached out grabbing some girl's foot away from Gohan's face. "Ummm … loverboy …wakey, wakey."
"Look! No mooore … I need sleep. Start without me." Gohan grumbled swatting Videl's hand away.
A frown came over him. His exhausted body wanted to return to the peaceful sleep that he was, until recently, enjoying.
"Geez… Gohan what did you do?"
"Huh what? …Videl is that you?" The demi Saiyan forced his eyelids open and focused trying to take in his surroundings.
"Yes it's me." Videl smirked. Looking at some of the girls she knew from school trying to settle back to some form of sleep next to him.
Last nights memory was come to him. A little vague at first, and then they flooded in fast when he saw Videl's devilish expression. Gohan was trying to untangle his legs from under the girl's dead weight. "Ummm … hey …Videl it's not what it looks …Videl!"
"The hell it isn't you pervert." She laughed as she bounced back out of the guest house with huge smile plastered on her face.
Gohan scrambled to his bare feet in a hurry to catch up with her; spilling the girls off him as he did.
"Videl… VIDEL!"
"WOW wait till everyone hears about this." She chuckled out loud as she rushed back to the main house. Gohan, still shirtless, was hot on her heels calling out for her to stop, "You will be a celebrity once the word gets out."
"Kami no! Videl NO!… I have got enough troubles without this getting out!" Gohan yelled from behind her as they reached the patio. He was desperate to stop her from say anything else and to try to explain everything that had happened.
"Hahaha you should have thought of it before you, Casanova you." Videl chuckled and she spun around and he nearly collided into her as he came to a skidding stop.
"Give me a chance to explain. It's not what you think!" He pleaded
"Cause it's not! Hehehe you sex mad fiend." Videl ran her figures over his chest. "Adding a few pounds are we?" Gohan looked down and realised he was without his shirt and his belly was showing. Panic washing over him as he looked back at the guest house where he'd left his shirt.
While he was facing away from her she took off into the house laughing. "Shit! VIDEL! I did not have SEX WITH ALL THOSE GIRLS!!" Gohan was cut short when he froze in the lounge- room seeing Sharpener standing next to his dad, Goku. "Shit … I mean hi." He said in a high pitch squeal with an equally timid wave.
Goku raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side waiting to be enlightened. "Gohan?" By this time most kids had left the room and had wandered off to their homes or into the kitchen. A few of the strays headed outside smiling at Gohan, giving him the thumbs up. The young demi gulped and felt himself shrinking with every cheer of approval from his friends under his father's disproving stare.
"Well I found him, it took some doing but I eventually did hey loverboy." Videl couldn't resist seeing the colour drain from Gohan's face as his eyes locked onto his father's questioning expression.
"Knock it off Videl." Sharpener snapped Videl just shrugged her shoulders. The tall blonde shook his head annoyed and turned back to his best friend. "Hey Gohan, I'll catch you on Monday. Okay?."
Gohan's eyes dragged way from his father's expressionless face to his friend. "Yeah sure … Monday….Ummm look I need to run back and get my shirt and stuff. I'll be right back, okay?."
Goku watched him take off out the back just as another guy drifted in and wandered over to Videl. Ryan sleepily wrapped his arms around from behind her and brought her in for a drowsy hug, kissing and sucking on her neck, nursing it lovingly.
"Ryan … heheh baby … Umm … Gohan's uncle is here." Videl whispered as she tried to gently nudge her boyfriend off. Ryan looked up from her neck and glanced over at Goku. Standing next to Sharpener and not at all looking impressed by what he has seeing here.
"Ah sorry dude didn't see you there." Ryan stood up moved his hand a safe distance away from Videl in the presence of an adult. "So your Gohan's uncle, huh? Great he's a cool guy. He talks about you"
"He does?" Goku was interested to hear what the kid had to say. He been a little hurt that Gohan hadn't been introducing him as his father but understood why.
Ryan nodded being his friendly self. "Yeah heaps man only yesterday during detention he was talking about …"
"Detention yesterday?" Goku pulled up the kid with serious expression. Sharpener closed his eyes as soon as Ryan had said it, blowing Gohan's cover.
"Ryan … honey." Videl growled under her false smile as she started to drag her boyfriend away out of the lounge room totally embarrassed, but not before Ryan got a few more words out.
"Umm … Yeah Umm sorry dude … Its early you know. Hey forget I said anything, okay?" Ryan tried to recover his mistake. He kicked mentally at himself knowing he got his friend into strife.
Goku watched as Videl hurried past with her boyfriend in tow. He turned to see Sharpener collapse back on the couch shaking his head in disbelief before burying his head in the palm of his hands. Just at that moment Gohan hesitantly walked back in carrying his shoes and socks. He was looking flushed and had simply thrown his shirt on leaving it unbuttoned. Sharpener sat back and looked up at his friend. Gohan looked at his friend's unreadily expression and raised a questioning eyebrow. The blonde just shook his head, the demi Saiyan turned hesitantly to his father. "Is everything fine?"
Goku stepped over and reached out to grab Gohan's bag. "Come on son. It time to go home."
"Okay dad…Ummm I'll see you then, okay." Gohan, unsure, thought it was best just to drop it hoping it wasn't something terrible.
"Yeah man I'll see ya. I ring Sunday" Sharpener was felling bad for his friend. He knew Gohan didn't need anymore aggravation in his life. They'd become quiet close over the last couple of months with all the stuff that had happened; not many secrets between best friends.
"Great … see ya." Gohan said before hesitantly followed his father out of the room.
"Yeah bye, man." As the door closed behind them Sharpener frowned and looked back over at the door. "Son, dad?"
~~~
When Gohan got outside they headed of down the long driveway and onto the street to find a quiet place for his father to use his instant transmission. Nothing was said and Gohan was feeling nervous he looked over at his dad wondering what he was thinking. He's mind was racing. His father was probably going to ask him about the girls. He wasn't sure how he was going to explain this. It wasn't as if he'd done anything wrong but anything gave him the guilt's lately and his father and him where going great in their relationship.
He thought he knew it still hurt him not calling him dad, but it was difficult to explain to his friends that his father is now alive. Lost in all the possibilities of what his father could be thinking and just blindly followed his father's powerful form. He didn't notice them coming to stop until he bumped into him. "Oh sorry."
Goku turned to him looking down at his son Gohan wasn't that tall yet where they could meet eye to eye. "Son what's this about you on detention."
"Huh?" Gohan dumbstruck this was the last thing he was thinking. How did his father find that out?
"Don't try and hide it. That guy said you where on detention with him yesterday." Goku kept eye contact making Gohan squirm some under his intense stare. He wanted answers he didn't want the boy to play the same game he had being playing with Vegeta. He was hoping for a better relationship with his son; a trusting one.
"Ah, um, Ryan." His father nodded making Gohan's face pale. "Oh um yeah well."
"Gohan come on what's going on? And you better not give me any of that crap you give Vegeta. What's going on at school?"
Gohan's shoulders sunk defeated with loud sigh. "Okay fine, can we go to the park to talk? I don't want anyone overhearing what I have to say." His eyes reflected the hurt, the uncertainty.
"That sounds like a good idea. Come on then. We'll buy ice cream along the way."
"Huh yeah sounds good, though I think I would rather something stronger." Gohan said walking next to his father feeling his dad's questioning gaze on him trying to analyse what he was going to talking about.
On the way his father bought them both a triple chocolate sundae. It was short stroll to a park bench. Gohan plonked himself back on the seat going over what he should say and how was he going to say it. Goku stood for second watching his son's nervous expressions. "So what's this all about?"
Gohan moved over a bit to let his dad take a seat next to him. They finished off their ice cream and he looked over at his father before looking over at the small pond. He watched wild ducks glide past so carefree. "What do you want me to say? It's not like I have never had detention before."
"Gohan this is so unlike you. If your mother was here…"
"Hey dad, mum's not here and if she was it would be heaps worse. So stop with if mum was here, she gave me no favours when she was alive." Gohan snapped back maybe more than he wanted too. He looked back away not wanting to dwell on the past.
"Gohan talk to me. I'm lost. What's really going on here? I come back and you have changed, everything has changed." Goku leaned forward. He knew Gohan was starting to put up his defenses.
"Dad you can't expect me to be the same kid you left behind all those years ago. I'm not. And I'm glad I'm not. I have changed maybe not for the better in your eyes but who I am today savoured." Gohan said hoping it would be the end of it.
"But your mum?" Goku pushed on wanting to understand.
Gohan clenched his fist unconsciously. He looked up at his father. "Shit dad why do you have to drag her up into this. She's dead!"
The earth Saiyan looked over at the pond wondering how far he could go before Gohan put up his wall. "Please Gohan understand my side I left you with a caring woman, a person I believed I could trust. I come back to find the opposite Bulma tried to explain what it was like for you. She filled me in a little. But you were there. What happened for her to do these- these things to you and Goten?"
Gohan sighed and tried again. He knew it must be difficult coming from believing one thing and find out another. "Dad … look, when you left and decided it would be the right thing not to come back, that's when it started for me in a big way. Mum could sense that I was strong and wanted to know why I didn't stop the disaster before it took you away from us. You see it was my fault."
A rush of protectiveness surged through the earth Saiyan. "Son, it wasn't your fault …"
Gohan turned away as old wounds reopened filling him with the old pain all over again. "Well mum felt differently." He turned back to his dad trying to break it to him gently; stopping the conversation before too many more wounds opened. "Look dad I really don't want talk about this right…"
Goku backed away as another more persisting, painful matter replayed in his mind since he'd came back to earth. "Okay, I'll drop it for now but I need to know why…why Vegeta. Why him?"
Gohan thought this was a weird question but not one he wasn't expecting. He knew his father had some kind of grudge against his lover. "Huh I don't know, he was there, I fell in love with him. He was good to me. Dad you don't like me being his mate, do you?"
Goku turned back around and rested his back against the bench. He gazed over the lake landscaped in a dreamlike state. "No … no I don't."
Gohan's curiosity took over he looked over at his father who just kept his eyes out on the lake. "Why … why would you not like it?"
"He can't be trusted." It sort of left his mouth before he knew it was there. Goku turned to see his son tilt his head a little with a querying frown.
"Dad? Vegeta is one of the good guys. You're not still upset about the past?"
Goku frowned and lowered his eyes for not wanting to meet his son's. It only lasted a second before he returned his sights back to his son and saw the change in his; masked Gohan thought. "So what's this about detention then?"
The teen frowned for a second longer noticing his father quick change in conversation. What was his father hiding? "Yeah well I got into a fight with a jerk at school so I got school detention." He turned away from looking at his father and fell back heavily against the back of the bench. "No biggy."
"Son, why didn't you say something to someone? It's not like you to start a fight." Goku was concerned. He could see the pattern all over again that Gohan was trapped in.
Gohan went on the defensive. He was sick of the whole mess it just has being building up for weeks. "Hey, I never said I started it! It was the bastard that did!"
A deep sigh left Goku lips. "Gohan what's going on? Talk to me?"
"What is there to say? I wasn't going to let him get away with it. The guy was pushing for a fight, I gave it to him." Goku couldn't believe it didn't even sound like his son anymore. Not the cute, innocent kid he'd grown to love.
Goku shifted forward on the bench. "Gohan."
"Dad! Stop it already! The fucking bastards are still at me about Edwards and me screwing him…"
"You didn't…" Goku frowned, troubled at what he was hearing.
Gohan growled getting more and more angry at the whole situation. "Shit dad, don't you think I already know that! They, on the other hand, don't; as far as they are concerned I did! Can we please drop it! I'm handling it, I've handled heaps worse and I can handle this…"
"Gohan listen to yourself! You're falling into the same trap that caused this whole mess. It's got to stop here before you find yourself in more strife." Goku pleaded. He didn't want him going down a road that would just get worse and no-one could help him then.
Gohan's temper, frustration and fears were all building up. "Dad whatever I do I'm in the shit with someone! I don't do this on purpose, it just sort of happens! Like you going off to save the world all the time not like you looked for it. It's just something that follows you! It came to YOU! Well this shit follows ME!"
"It doesn't have to be this way Gohan! You could ask for help!" Goku eyes were filled with concern and his voice couldn't hide his worries.
"Oh yeah and get them all killed! One word to Vegeta and they're all be vaporised." Gohan chuckled sarcastically at the thought. Never losing the pain in his voice or the frown that showed his fears.
"You don't know this for sure! You are showing very little trust in him in this matter. Don't you think? Not good for any long term relationship don't you recon?" Goku shot back. Not giving up on Gohan; wanting his son to understand where all this was heading.
Gohan growled reminding his father of his own words. "Hey, you said it yourself. You don't trust him!" Goku's eyes widened and he became deadly quiet enough to be noticed before he looked away his sights returned back to the lake.
"That's totally different I wasn't talking about this!"
Gohan wasn't going to have this. It was one law for him and another for his father. "No dad! You tell me to open up but your holding back on me! I know you are; I can feel it. I have been feeling this for weeks now! What's the deal? What's going on dad? Why are you on his case?!
"It's nothing for you to worry about. It was a long time ago its history!" Goku turned back to meet his son's eyes and lock with them. "It's over!"
Gohan moved closer digging deeper wanting more answers not being satisfied with the brush off anymore. He needed to know what's going on. "What's over? What's this entire about dad?
Goku could feel his barriers breaking. He didn't want him to find out like this… find out at all. "Gohan…"
"No I need to know tell me! What is this about?" Gohan could sense his father barriers crumbling in front of him as he kept eye contact. It was only seconds away.
"Gohan look …" Goku wanted to break the lock, to turn away and leave this alone but he could feel his son pushing him. He felt trapped and slight panicked.
"No, dad what?" He pushed further at his father's crumbling defence.
Goku, whose face was filled with defeat and his shoulders weakened, slumping forward a little as his heart leapt in pain. "…V-Vegeta and I were … were …lovers"
Gohan's eyes were still locked with his father's. They grew wider as the words sunk in. Time stood still, his breathing caught in his throat and formed a knot. Without realising it he found himself rising to his feet still locked onto his father's words. A word as sharp as a knife that slice through his exposed heart taking away everything he thought was true about his love. His eyes shifted on there own, lowering to the ground as the word went around in his mind. "Oh my … oh my god … you and him… no, nooo … this is not happening."
Goku closed his eyes in regret. His heart weighed heavy for him and for his son. Slowly he stood up and was in desperate need to embrace, reach out and love his boy; hold him protectively from the hurt he had inflicted. Gohan looked like he might collapse at any minute, so vulnerable like the child he remembered from years gone past. Gohan looked over at his father searching for another answer hoping, praying he was wrong; that he had got it all mixed up. "Dad tell me you weren't … his, his … please god tell me it not true! Tell ME!" He screamed his heart pounding against his rib cage his body shaking and his fists clenched at his side.
"Gohan, please…" Goku stood up and reached out to hold him and comfort him in some small way.
"No no … keep away from me…don't- don't- don't TOUCH ME!" Gohan backed away with every word and dodged his father's hands before glaring at him before he turned around with tears spilling down his face as he ran; ran as fast as he could not caring where he was going, he just needed to get away to breathe, to die.
"GOHANNNN!" Goku ran his fingers through his hair; frustrated, full of anxiety for his boy.
~~~
The earth Saiyan materialised back at CC with Gohan's bag in hand; right in front of Vegeta in the living room. The prince stood up. He'd been waiting for his partner to return all night, ever since he had that talk with Bulma. A frown washed over his face suspicion, concern.
"Baka, where is Gohan? I thought you where bringing him back from that blasted party?"
One looking at Goku's grave face gave birth to fear that race through Vegeta's veins. "We need to talk."
"What's going on? What's happened?" The Saiyan prince stood there in the middle of the living room to nervous to move.
Goku glanced at the kitchen where he could hear Bulma talking to Goten. "Let's go somewhere more private."
"Fine we will use the woman's office." Vegeta raised a brow not liking this one bit. It couldn't be good. They walked off down the hall with Vegeta leading the way. Once in Bulma's office and Vegeta turned around to face the earth warrior. Goku had his undivided attention as he closed the door behind him.
~~~
It was late in the day close to the evening and the sky was losing its light as dark clouds started to roll in. The breeze picked up enough to shift the scattered pieces of rubbish around the semi crowded streets of the big city. Unaffected, unnoticed a teenage boy walked among them without knowing or really caring what his destination was.
Gohan felt numb from all feeling as he pushed through the hustle and bustle of the crowd. His mind was lost in a maze with no way out. It kept going over his father's words. A word that was so real but so unreal at the same time. A word, an event he never ever thought possible. This was beyond anything his imagination could create. Something his mind just couldn't accept something more heart breaking than anything he could have thought of.
So surreal, so frightening, his lover … his partner was in the arms of his father. They were lovers and he never knew. It turned his stomach, in his heart sunk he felt sick those same arms that loved him loved his father. He couldn't help but think was it all sham, a false love was their relationship deception? Was it a replacement for someone Vegeta could no longer have?
Gohan pushed his hands further into his jean pockets trying to keep warm, the cooler months were coming and his thin shirt was letting in the chilled air as it pounded at his flesh. He didn't know where he was, he didn't care. His stomach complained and his low energy was screaming for him to find a place to sit and rest. It got so bad that Gohan was seeing spots and hearing a ringing in his ears. He was getting dizzy, he had to take notice soon; his body wasn't letting up on him until he found a place to rest.
Gohan looked around. He wanted to be away from the crowds. He looked down the street as the sky was split with lightning and a crack of thunder rolled over the top of the buildings forcing the issue that he had better find cover soon. Just then the large icy drops of rain came pelting down making everyone dash for cover. Gohan rushed up to a doorway and pushed himself further back out of the rain and into an archway.
The rain pelted down hard and relentlessly on the sidewalk and the people trapped out in the open of the storm. Gohan shivered as the rain came in on an angle. He pushed further back against the locked door getting drenched anyway. He needed a better place to get out of the rain. Gohan made a dash through the powerful ice drops running cringing with every second he was exposed to the miserable weather.
It was nearly impossible. Every place was taken up with people trying to get away from the rain as well. He went to dash into a small shop only to have the door closed and the sign turned in his face to say closed.
"Great! Just great!" He looked around but by this time he was drenched, his clothes were like a second skin the way it clung to his body. He scanned around for a place to get out of the storm. He watched as the cars, taxis and buses drove passed spraying more water onto the paths as they hit the overflowing gutters and puddles, hitting him as they passed. "Fucking great!" To top it all coming around the corner was Kurt and his large gang. "This day just gets better and better."
Kurt got nudged by one of his buddies as they too looked for a place to get out of the rain. A rewarding gleam washed over Kurt's already drenched form. Gohan braced himself for whatever was about to happen they came up to him and surrounded him fast. The demi Saiyan wiped a few clinging strands of hair from around his eyes. "Ahhh, fancy meeting you here pretty boy!"
Gohan's eyes narrowed, his fist clenched his sights shifted to each of them waiting for their move. But they just seemed to be getting off mouthing off at him trying to unsettle him. Their circle closed around him hiding him from the rain banded street, pushing him back against the shop door. "How's things loverboy?"
"Screw you!" Gohan spat his drenched dark hair framed rain socked features rain pelted onto his face; clouding his vision.
"I don't think so! You little shit!" It was only in that split second when Kurt sung hard across Gohan's face sending him back against the door. With the force it smashed back against its hinges. Gohan turned back and sent one of his own in Kurt's detection, knocking the leader back a few feet from the groups circle. He watched Kurt fall back in a deep puddle then the next minute all his friends attacked knocked the demi Saiyan down on the ground on his knees. Before he could get up the kicks and punches came. Gohan did what he could and braced himself wrapping his arms around his stomach to protect his unborn cub. He could hear curses but he couldn't do anything without moving his hands away.
Fuck this; I need help… Gohan mentally cringed knowing he was stuck until they got sick of beating the crap out of him. It was then he heard something that sent a chill more than the ice cold rain drops that soaked his skin. It was then that he felt the cold chill of bodies flying past him in leaps and bounds to blood curdling cries.
He could hear all this as felt the sharp stinging and stiffness from the bruises from his attackers from where he had fallen, soaked, on the wet pavement. Slowly, very slowly, as the sound died down and the screams left, Gohan lifted his head but his vision was an unfocused haze with his wet hair covering his sight. He went to wipe the locks away when a hand wiped them away for him. The rain was still pelting onto his face. Even with the dark sky brewing around him he saw his saviour. Those dark, dark piercing eyes that sliced right through your defence.
"Vegeta."
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Gohan's pov
The next thing I knew I was up on my feet with my lover's strong arms wrapped tightly around me. My eyes were wide with confusion. How in the hell did he find me? Then it came to me. Damn I called for help. Shit! I didn't mean too. I was just, frustrated and worried about the cub.
The more I struggled to distance myself from him, the tighter he held me. It felt like boa constrictor was ripping the air out of me. I mean Vegeta just wouldn't let me go. His held my head tight against his shoulder I didn't know whether or not but I thought he was crying. Naah he can't be, he wouldn't.
I was letting my pride confuse me. I didn't need his help but then I would be lying. If I didn't say it felt good being in his arms again; after all this time but what a basted… Argh, again the thought of him and my father once being lovers swept into my mind. Call it jealousy; I suppose it would have to be. I don't know it made me want to cringe at the thought of them. I wished he had told me, or maybe I wished I never knew.
Vegeta's grip had loosened by this time. We were both drenched and I was shivering so much I thought I would split in two. I could literally hear my teeth chattering ten to the dozen. Any moment, I swear, they will slip out of my mouth and dance on the pavement.
No joke I was freezing and I think Vegeta was because aware of it to because for the first time he spoke. "I need to get you home, Koi." The word home and Koi was like mefrusides in that little sentence.
In that second I was lifted off the ground by my partner with my arms draped over his shoulder and his hands around my waist. I had a chance to have real good look at the ground just before he took off at lighten speed. In that second I saw Kurt and his friends drag themselves away.
They were ALIVE, well they were moving sort of. Geez, maybe I don't know Vegeta as well as I thought, or maybe he didn't see the need, because it was, well, just me. Well that was negative … snap out of it already … No! I can't help it. I want to rip his head off. What makes him think I am going rush back into his arms especially now I know about him and my father. And I have plenty of time to go over the whole sweet image in my fertile imagination. I might be too cold or too stunned to say anything at the moment but that doesn't mean I won't. I'll use my fist if I have to.
In no time Vegeta had got us home to our little place in the forest. He was desperately trying to warm me up as he pushed open the front door and walked me up the stairs with me soaked to the skin and shivering like a drowned rat. He then moved ahead of me into our room and went into our bathroom turning on the shower taps full force. It didn't take long for the hot steam from the shower to venture out into the bedroom.
By this time I was too tired to care. All I could think about was getting warm. My lips felt numb, no feeling in them what so ever I sure they must looked blue. I could still hear the rage of the storm outside as it battled against the house. Vegeta carefully, like he was nursing a fragile shell or something, helped me peel off my second skin; my shirt which refused to leave my shoulders. Kami I was cold. My heavily watered down jeans clung to my hips, buttock and thighs as Vegeta got my stubborn shirt to leave my body. He kept rubbing my arms saying: "It's okay baby, it's okay."
I didn't make a fuss. Just get me warm please. I could hear the phone ring on our bedside table. I tried to mention it to him but it came out as stutter damn mouth won't even work. Vegeta as he went to remove my denims looked up at me as I stood there trembling out of my skin. "Forget it babe. Come on, out of this. Let's get you nice and warm, okay?"
God, he's deliciously cute when he's like this. I couldn't agree more and when I'm nice and cosy and warm again with feeling back into my body. I'll kill the basted nice and slow and as painfully as I can. Why? Well who needs a reason? Maybe the fact of the mater is that the bastard slept with my fucking FATHER! But hey I'll be cool, well I'm freezing so let's just think happy fuzzy warm thoughts for the moment Okay …and then I'll kill him.
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"Here drink this, it will help you. Hot chocolate the way you like it."
I looked at him with my eyes narrowed. I tried to look angry and threatening but I was still shaking like a leaf. I don't think it did much good though, he wasn't affected by it. He just wrapped the blanket he had pulled out of the closet around my shoulders tightly. I sat in bed with all the creature comforts of a big thick doona and my million one pillows surrounding me trying to get that after shake from leaving my spin; the after effects of nearly freezing to death.
Me in my favourite sweatpants and t-shirt feeling a little better; I must admit the hot chocolate was delicious and my hands were appreciation the warmth as I my fingers curled around my large mug. I glanced up at Vegeta just as he hanged up the phone after talking to Bulma. It was a short and blunt call. Basically she was ringing about me to see if he had found me yet and send her well wishes and something about dropping in tomorrow.
As my thoughts slowly defrosted I was getting angry about the whole thing again. I tried to push it aside out of sight for the moment, knowing I won't have the energy to make sense or have a decent fight over this whole thing and I wanted answers. They were answers that I knew my so called lover had.
I watched as he took off his shirt with those muscles rippling under that delicious tan skin of his. Kami, I love that body of his. I could sit and drool over it for every. But I refused to look at him as I took comfort in my hot chocolate. Sad I know; but Kami it was warming me from the inside out. I would curl up with the mug if I could but the heat was slowly been sucked up by my freezing hands as I drank all of the yummy flavourer.
When it came to lights out I didn't even object when his warm body curled up against mine from behind cupping me. My body was milking all his sexy body heat for all it was worth. I felt him power up some and cloaked me in the warm glow of his ki. "Sleep, koi. I'll keep you warm."
I won't argue. I just nestled as close as I could, drinking in that lovely warmth, as much as I hated myself for it. Kami it felt good being in his arms again breathing in his alluring musk scent. I could already feel myself drifting off to sleep with the gentle humming of his ki that surrounded me. To know he was here, with me, after all that time he had ignored me.
As we lay together in the middled of the king size bed listening to the harsh sounds of the storm wreaking havoc with nature outside of our bedroom window, out in middle of nowhere. I was already hazel preparing what I might say or do tomorrow. No tomorrow I'll get mad at you, you bastard but for now, well now don't you dare leave me. "I sooo need this, to be here with you, in your arms."
"I know koi I know." Came the whisper next to me the hot breath that tickled my ear.
Damn! Shit did I say that out loud?
TBC…
A/N: Well guys, what did you think good or bad?
Hey guys I'm curious about what you all think of pov, because I'm stuck in it. I have done like two chapters that way. It seems to be working it follows. I have also cut so much out of this story stuff that I might keep for later. Like one piece were Sharpener and Gohan were being chased by Kurt and his gang and been cornered. It was a pretty cool chase it started from Vegeta's car. Kurt's gang is a real gang from my past of some dudes that liked to fight dirty.
Like a lot of my stuff you might not ever see it. Huh I should post all of my out takes. Geez… that's a lot. ^_~
Anyway thanks again and let me know if you are okay with the story so far. I know my style is changing some. I'm also looking at finishing the story in the next two months or there about. We will see how things go k. ^_~
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