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-ai 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 15
Drowsily, I stretched out in search for my love. A frown washed over my face. Reluctantly my eyes opened to the morning light. He's gone?
"Geta." I mumbled. I raised my head a little and turned to the annoying sound of kids yelling and screaming out in the hall. "Ooooh great! Can't anyone get any sleep around HERE!" I bellowed as I snatched my lover's pillow and crushed it over my head in an attempt to block out the screams of excitement.
"Gohan, he's going get me!" Goten screamed as he dove onto my bed with Trunks yelling "ATTACK!!" As he lunched himself at my little bro. KAMI, what does it take to get rid of them? Goten was screaming as Trunks attacked and wrestle him down beside me.
I gritted my teeth; the movement was driving me crazy what with the kids jumping up and down in their mock battle. "That's… ENOUGH! I'm out of HERE!" I threw back the covers and both boys stopped wide eyed, shocked into silence. "Gohan w…"
My head snapped back at my little bro and I glared at him, warning not to say another word. Trunks and Goten looked up and gulped as I snatched my jeans from the floor as I went to pull them up. "Shit, they don't fit!" I threw them in the corner of the room angrily and went to my dresser. "Kami, I can't believe I have outgrown them already!" I growled.
I snatched my good sweatpants and t-shit and gave the two silent chibis one final glare before I slammed the bathroom door shut. It was six in the morning and to be woken up with a bunch of hypo demi Sayains… I was in no mood! I thought they had got the message, because when I came out they were gone.
With a heavy sigh I walked out of my room. I heard their door quickly shut as I pass it. I purposely growled loud enough for them to hear me. I narrowed my sights dangerously at the door that harboured the two demons from hell before I continued down the stairs. By the time I reached the kitchen my temper had improved somewhat. It must have something to do with my belly growling. "Gee, I'm staving." I complained, as I walked in only to do a double take at the door.
"Oh…morning Yamacha." I said warily.
"Morning." He looked up after putting his empty glass down on the sink. He looked like he was suffering from a really bad hangover, with his hair a mess and his eyes red and puffy. Yamacha turned around leaned himself up against the cabinet. It was difficult to read what was on his mind.
"Did the boys wake you up too?" I asked, making chitchat to break the awkwardness I was feeling; especially with him staring at me the way he was. My eyes lowered when I had to brush past him to get to the cabinet that held my favourite cereal. If anything, he could have moved back some more, one would think.
His dark eyes fixed on me as my hips brushed past his crotch. He turned to follow me with his intense stare. "You could say that… they are a tad noisy for me. So how are you this morning? Have a good sleep?"
I stretched up to open the cabinet door above my head that held the breakfast bowls. Glancing back his way I shrugged my shoulders. "Fine, I guess." I said, turning around and placing the bowl and box of cereal on the table before moving over to the fridge and to grab the milk.
I just don't know what to make of him. I turn around to see him still looking at me as I went to sit down with the milk.
My eyes lifted some as he pulled up a chair next to me, maybe a little too close, I couldn't help but think. I continued to serve my breakfast.
"You look fine… you always look fine. You know considering everything … the baby and all that is."
Hesitantly my eyes looked up to meet his probing stare. I could see hunger and fear in his dark orbs. Nervous, I quickly I lowered my sights back to my bowl.
"Yeah, well, you can thank Bulma for my diet and all, I guess" I said. It was funny; with Bulma gone I was just eating my cereal. I knew soon as soon as she returns I'll be back to my high energy diet. That means a full on breakfast. But at the moment I'm too tired to bother with preparing a Sayain size breakfast. Yamacha chuckled a little at my moderate sized bowl.
"Well, you must be skipping it today, then huh?"
I smirked. "I guess."
"Umm…Gohan I'm curious. Did I say or do anything last night?"
"Like what? Trying to kiss me?" I said while looking up through my dark lashes at him; my sights fixing on his while his face paled some.
"I-I … did that … did I?"
"Uh huh, you tried to at least to get fresh with me"
"O … k … umm… hell… Well, that would have been the drink. You know how crazy I can get…Hehehe!" He chuckled, trying to pass it off, but I could tell it meant more to him than what he tried make me believe.
"Yeah, I suppose." I said in a carelessly attired, putting another spoonful of cereal in my mouth. I turned to look at the cereal box in front of me; not that I was interested, but I was becoming more uncomfortable with him so close. I flinched a little when I felt his hand reach out for mine. My sights lifted questioning.
He looked like he had something to say. His lips parted as he went to speak but we were interrupted before he could. My dad made that time to save me from any awkwardness I was feeling at that moment. His powerful 6'2" form walked into the kitchen. "Morning all." He said with a big stretch and yawn before rubbing his mass of black hair.
Yamacha's hand snapped back away from mine and a mask slipped over his face. With a nevose smile, "Hey bub…you're up?"
"Yep… So, is there any of that left?" Dad asked pointing to the cereal.
I came out of my thoughts and my attention shifted to my dad. "Oh… yeah… plenty take a seat, I'll get you a bowl." I said getting out of my chair.
I snatched another bowl as Yamacha pushed his chair back and stood up. Dad looked up at him questionably.
"Hey, look at the time, I'd best get going…. You know lots to do. I'll see you at the party…I suppose. Goku, Gohan." He said as I handed dad his bowl, my eyes meet Yamacha's.
"Yeah… at the party." I said nervously, as he continued to stare. He was searching for something, I don't know what, but I think what he was hunting for was absent inside me. I turned away breaking the hold and heard him sigh before he said goodbye and left through to the living room towards the front door. How weird, I thought.
"How did you sleep son?" Dad asked, snapping me out of my trance again.
"Huh?" He smiled, as I remember he was talking to me. "Oh …Umm… sorry …Great, thanks dad." I went to sit back down when my dad totally surprised me.
"You know he's has a big crush on you."
"Huh…Wwwha…"
"Yamacha has feelings for you."
"Oh …umm…okay."
"Yeah, both Piccolo and I overheard you both in the kitchen last night."
"You did?… But … err …why did you let him sleep over then?"
"I couldn't let him go home drunk now could I? Besides I can't see Yamacha being stupid enough to make a move on my son, not under the same roof as his father and mate."
"Wow…. you knew all this time, and you said nothing?"
"Not much to say, is there? I mean, you're spoken for. You're Vegeta's mate now. Yamacha will get over it, just like he has gotten over all his other crushes."
"Geez, thanks dad. Here I was panicking over him being here all night ready to jump my leg, and you knew all along."
"Hehehe lighten up. Take it as a complement."
"Complement…Errr …I think I'll pass. He's too old for me anyway."
"Old? What about Vegeta then? He's older than me."
"Nah, that's different. He's not old in my eyes. He's too cute to be old!"
"Who's cute?" The room was shadowed with powerfully figure standing at the doorway with a rased brow directed at me.
"Geta… We're just talking about you babe." I smiled.
"Really, anything I want to hear?" He asked as he stepped in walking pasted the table.
"Only you're totally cute and hot, sexy, and I could totally take you right here and now on this table." I chuckled at the rising gleam in my partner's eyes.
But both our attentions were taken back with my dad spraying out a mouthful of cereal over the table. "Goh…GOHAN!" He choked
"Hehehe… What jealous Kakarrot?"
"JEALOUS… He's-- he's MY SON for heaven's sake!!" Dad waved his finger over at me in disbelief.
I couldn't stop laughing. My dad looked so funny all worked up like he was. Vegeta had the biggest smirk stretched across his face as he walked passed to raid the fridge.
I finally got my breath back as the tears eased. "Hehehe…Dad, Geta was talking about him…not me!" I chuckled again holding my side. My cheeks were glowing and sore from seeing my father's expression turning into a serious blush of embarrassment.
"Oh." He managed to say before taking another mouthful trying to hide his discomfort; the redness was still there though. I stood up and reached over to grab a cloth while my partner was getting his bowl, still chuckling. I quickly wiped down the table and rinsed the cloth before returning back to my seat.
Vegeta came up and sat next to me, still with the same cocky smirk spread across his handsome face having achieved to get my dad embarrassed. "So how are you feeling today, koi?"
"Good." Real good, especially after that laugh; something I needed. I resumed eating and then I looked at him. "So, what time did you wake up?"
"About four, I couldn't sleep. I bumped into that blasted idiot Yamacha. He nearly jumped out of his skin when I opened our bedroom door to leave. The stupid baka just stood there stumbling over his words, saying something about looking for the bathroom. The idiot had one in his room!"
"Oh… how weird." I shoved another mouthful of cereal in my mouth. My eyes wide as plates nervously lowered at my bowl. "So, he left with you then, huh?"
Vegeta rased curious brow. "What's that mean?"
"Nothing…. nothing at all! Hey, I was thinking I should go back to school on Mon…"
"Why! Why would you want go back to that blasted school!"
"Vegeta, we have gone over this before. I like being with my friends. I need education to support us, plus I can't be locked away here forever."
"Well, I don't like it! I can take care of us! You expect too much of yourself. You should be concentrating more on having our cub and keeping up your strength, than spending time at that baka school. You're too intelligent for them in any case!"
With a heavy sigh. "Anyhow, that's Monday and I am going!!" I locked eyes with my aggravated partner. "But, I was hoping now that I feel better that you and I could … Well, I really want to go out to the movies …."
"NO!" Vegeta snapped stuffing a mouthful of cereal in, stubbornly. He hated mingling with humans and was opposed for me doing the same thing. Why when I had him? This was his argument.
I looked over to my father then back to my partner. "But Geta …I really want to go out tonight with just you and…"
"I said no, boy!" With that I stood up nearly knocking my chair back, I glared at him. I felt like yelling but it wouldn't get me anywhere, so instead of having fight, I stormed out leaving my cereal and my stunned lover behind. All I want was some time alone with him, doing something other than the norm, like training and stuff with the family always around us.
~~~ (out of pov)
"Vegeta, why not? Gohan needs some time out of this place. He's being all cooped up here for too long. I wouldn't be surprise if he just goes on his own anyways! Do you want that?" Goku asked feeling bad for his boy.
"This has nothing to do with…"
"Do you want him to leave?"
"Arrrgh Fine! I'll go, but I don't have to like it!" Vegeta stated, shovelling another spoonful in. Goku smirked and reached for his own spoon, satisfied.
Elsewhere, Gohan was out in the garden with his cell clutched to his ear. "Hi Sharp…Yeah …Hey, I was just wondering. How do you feel about going to the flicks with me? …Yeah….that's cool. … I thought maybe we'd go and see Underworld. Whatchya say?....GREAT!...Oooooh man, you have no idea how I want to get out of here! And, Geta is being a total b…."
Gohan quickly pulled up his words when he saw Vegeta striding across the lawn heading towards him. "Hey Sharp, I have to go. Bambi's on his way…yeah, ring ya later….bye!"
Vegeta watched as Gohan lowered his cell from his ear. The boy looked uncertain, not sure what to expect. With a heavy sigh the prince approached his young love. "Fine we are going!" Vegeta snapped standing in front of the confused teen.
"Going where?" Gohan's eyes searched for the answer in his lover's eyes; not to sure how to make of him. He could never know with him what his thinking.
"To the blasted movies…" Vegeta didn't get a chance to say another word with Gohan throwing himself at him capturing his lips in a hard passionate kiss. The prince's eyes bulged and his arms automatically curling around the boy's slender waist. If he had known, this would be the kid's response he would have said yes long time ago. He didn't realise how much the boy wanted this.
"Thankyou-thankyou-Thankyou Geta! This means a lot to me!" The boy, still in his lover's strong embrace; grinning excitedly.
"So, I see. Should we take this up to our room?" Vegeta asked in a near whisper, bringing the teen even closer still, if that was possible. He pecked Gohan's nose lovingly; both sets of eyes locking absorbing. They both leaned closer in the stillness, their hearts beating fast. Eyelids lowered closed as heads tilted and moist lips pressed.
A gentle nip that pulls at a bottom silk, seductively; a needy kiss that draws out the best flame of pure burning desires, an eager tongue that glides over pink silks, gently ask persimmon for entry. The teen eagerly parted his lips to feel the tender prodding and loving from his partner coxing an urgent moan from within the teen. Arms snake up and around in search for more skin in a dying need for coupling in a hot thirst that wasn't going away. Hot demanding breaths rased the flame that now swelled inside of them both.
A feral spark, a deep tingling with in a Saiyanjin, a savage yearning that passed over them as eager hands grasped – trailed over sweltering sensitive skin. "I-I think … we should."
"Yessss…" came the hungry raspy of a boyish moan. The two slowly withdrew from the other, reluctantly. Eyes still locked, short laboured breaths, hearts pounding in time with the other.
The same heated desire set in their dark set orbs. They quicken their pace towards the privacy of their room at CC. Gohan in front, leading the way towards the house with an enthusiastic prince filled with burning desire. Darkening orbs locked on every movement the boy made from behind; keen to claim what was his, his property.
Gohan stepped into the living room and his father looked up to see him head towards the steps. "Gohan." The boy stopped just as Vegeta stepped in behind. The tall handsome warrior walked over and handed his son the phone. "It's for you."
"Oh …okay." Gohan looks over his shoulder to his silently annoyed lover. "I won't be long."
"Blasted phones!" Vegeta growled. Gohan gave him sympathetic smile.
The teen held the cordless phone to his ear and walked back out side. He looked over the rich green lawns towards the GR. "Hello?"
"Hi sweetie. How are things holding up over there?"
"Bulma! Oh … we are all fine. When are you coming home?" Gohan asked eagerly. He looked over his shoulder when he heard Trunks' and Goten's voices as they talked with their dads. He turned away from the scene and listened to Bulma on the other end.
"Well, that's what I rang up about. See, I was just going to call my driver to pick me up and take home. I'm about 45mins from landing at the airport. But, I thought I would see if you like to grab one of the cars and meet me out there. We could catch up and do some shopping for school. You're dad mentioned that you're planing on going back on Monday."
"Yeah that's true, though others would prefer me not to." Gohan grumbled a little just thinking about it.
"Hehe …let me guess, Vegeta."
"Uh huh … good guess, but hey that sounds great! I need a few things for school and my clothes are getting too tight around my waist." He said looking down at his clothes thinking how it would be great to buy something for tonight.
"Well then, it's settled. We have date! Do you think you can meet me in about an hour at the terminal?"
Gohan's eyes brightened. "For sure, thanks Bulma you're totally cool."
"Of course, now I'll catch you later. Oh umm… just curious have you heard from that cute detective lately?"
"Rogers? Yeah, we chatted online last night. Why?"
"Oh nothing, just wondering that's all. Anyhow, you'll be careful driving, okay?"
"Don't worry, I'll be there. See ya Bulma." He said with warmth.
"Bye sweetie."
Gohan turned towards the livingroom where both boys were pleading. "Hey what's going on?"
Both chibi's turned to him. "We want go to the park. Gohan make Veggie come too! Dads said he would come." Gohan smirked and looked up at both fathers.
Goku smiled. "It sounds like fun. They have a circus staying next door so Goten tells me."
"Yeah, they do. I saw the ads on TV. It's their last weekend I think."
"Well that's a good reason to go. What you say Vegeta, coming along?" Goku asked.
Gohan turned to his partner who looked like he was being pushed into something unpleasant. "I think that would be great if Trunks and his dad spend some time together, before his brother or sister arrives."
The teen smiled over at Trunks, as the boy's face lit up. "Yeah, that'd be real cool dad. Me and you!"
Vegeta looked up with a hint of warmth that shone from his eyes as his sights went to his partner's slight swollen belly. "What about you koi? Are you coming with us?"
"No, I have one hot date with a sexy chick!" Gohan boasted, masking his amusement with the look now on Vegeta's face. With his jaw dropped in disbelief. Trunks and Goten eyes nearly popped out of their heads, shocked. The teen sights shifted to his father, Goku who seemed to be the only one who caught on.
Jealousy swelled inside the prince, his face not hiding any of his feelings. His lips parted ready to demand, who? Gohan's cheeks rose and his eyes lit up, as he burst out laughing. "Hahaha….Bulma, you goon!"
"I'll…I should…" Vegeta stumbled for words with the rush of strong emotion that had flooded through him, for his love.
"You should what, Geta? Spank me! Hehe…I don't think so!" Gohan said as he bolted up the steps, jumping every second step with the prince looking on.
"Why you little… brat!" Vegeta growled. The chase sprang into action, an evil glint in his eyes. A devil's smirk plastered on his handsome face. The two chibi's screeched with excitement as they raced after them.
"Quick, run Gohan before you get caught!" Goten yelled from behind the prince.
"Hehe…can't take joke! Hey, old man!" Gohan bellowed as he reached the top of the steps and bolted for their bedroom door.
"I'll give you old man… BOY!" Vegeta reached the top of the steps just in time to see Gohan skid to stop outside their room now with the biggest, widest grin on his young face.
"OLD MAN!" His eyes lit up with excitement when he saw his partner's evil grin. Both boys each grabbed one of the prince's arms holding him back giving the teen ample time to get to safety.
"Come here little boy!" Vegeta half purred. His eyes showed a different story as he ignored the two chibi's gripping his arms and tugging him back.
"Na ah…I'm no baka!" Gohan eyes were glowing mischievously. With that Vegeta leapt forward and the teen sprung and bolted through the door, slamming the door shut behind him fast.
"That's not going work!" Vegeta growled reaching the locked door. The two shocked chibi's pulling them selves off the floor from where they had landed with the prince sudden burst of strength.
Gohan with his back pressed hard against the locked door smiled, over confidently. "I don't think you want to brake down another door. Bulma want like it!" He yelled.
"Who said I was going use the door!" The teen frowned then a realisation hit him. He turned his sights from looking over his shoulder at the door to front of him. Gohan's eyes bugged out with Vegeta hovering outside the window.
"SHIT!" Gohan sprung forward and rushed to close the window. "How in the hell did you…" He called taking a step back with the prince now climbing through the open window.
"Hello precious. You didn't think you could out smart me so easily did you?"
"Umm…Ge…Geta…you know I was just kidding, huh? Just having a little fun…" Gohan gulped as he found himself being herded back towards the bed by a very smug and sinister looking prince.
"Fun huh?... Mmmm, I can think of plenty of fun… boy!" With that Vegeta pounced on him, pushing him back on the bed and pinning him. Gohan's eyes grew wide as his lips were captured in heated battle. The teen found the prince's hungry hands tackled and ripping at his shirt. Vegeta not wanting to give the teen any chance of escaping he pressed his body down. Frustrated in not able to remove the boy's shirt without letting him have more movement as he squirmed to free himself. Not wasting time Vegeta tore at the shirt, opening it.
"Geta!" Came the muffled protest. No reply to his plight, only a deep demanding kiss, frantic in its command, calling for full obedience.
It was a frantic race to rid the teen of his clothes, when the prince was suddenly attacked. Vegeta was tackled and knocked to the ground. With a 'BANG', the prince landed on his butt. "YEAH…we did it!" Goten cheered, giving a high five to his best friend. "We saved my brother!"
Gohan's eyes grew even wider with alarm. He wasted no time springing to his feet and stood protectively between the two naive chibi's and his stunned partner whose expressions were dramatically changing for the worst. "Hey boys …why don't you go and tell dad all about it. Like NOW!" Gohan called as he sprung forward tackling Vegeta back as he tried to snatch one of the demons from hell.
"Come on Goten, I don't think they want to play." Trunks grabbed his young friend's hand and led him towards the door, leaving it open as they left. Both boys went on the search for the safety of one of the strongest warriors, Goku, who would surely play with them.
"GET BACK HERE!!" Came the roar.
Gohan, with his eyes locked on his prince, stood in front of the door blocking it; using himself as shield. "Geta…they were only playing! They didn't know! Don't get mad."
Vegeta eyes narrowed. "Mad…I'm not mad….I'm …"
Gohan stood his ground shirtless with pleading in his eyes. "Geta they are just kids. I know I was mad with them morning for just that, but their just hypo demi Saiyanjins. You know it is difficult for them with all that pent up energy. Please, you're not going to be like this. Not when our cub's born, are you? Get all mad like this when jr interrupts us?"
"Koi…" Vegeta sighed. He threw his arms in the air and flopped down on the bed, frustrated. "I… just want some time with you! Is that so difficult too understand in this HOUSE!"
Gohan looked on sympathetically. "Aw babe…I want that too. We will get time but not now. I have to go. Bulma she has asked me to pick her up at the airport. Then she is taking me shopping. We are going to get me some new clothes. I'm getting too fat for my stuff and…"
"You're not fat koi. You're pregnant, and if you were big it would just mean I would have more to cuddle, and that's not a bad thing. I love who you are, your soul, your heart."
"Really?"
"Yes, and your body ain't half bad either. All sexy and hot and god like…Owww!"
"Its all sex with you!"
"And the point being?"
"Arrrg…I thought I was supposed be driven by hormones, I'm the teen!"
"Well Saiyans don't reach their peak till we reached mid adulthood."
"Mid?"
"How old you think I'm? I'm still classed as a young adult. My race the Saiayns reaches a descent age. Nothing compared to the pathetic humans on this god forsaken place…"
"How old is old for Saiyan?"
"Well, I'll be no older that human male in his mid twenties maybe more. And I recall being told about Saiyanjin warrior living up to two hundreds years plus."
"Two hundreds… shit! So, that makes my dad… how old?"
"Kakarrot is an annoying teen."
"Ffff…What that makes ME?"
"Arr… you're my babe."
"Kami, you're a cradle snatcher…literally!"
You said that before, why would this make any difference to use? Now you know my age in human terms?"
"I don't know, it's just …I don't know! Will I reach an old age like that warrior?"
"Koi, that I don't know, with you being the first demi and all. To be honest I don't really want to think about it."
"Okay …it's alright, I'm cool. But wow, I mean, Saiyans do live to ripe old age then, huh?"
"I suppose, to these earthlings we do. Anyhow, you said something about going to the airport. When?"
"Shit, I should be leaving now! I'd better get changed. Hell knows what I'm going to wear."
"Wear nothing, it always agrees with me."
"Yeah well, I don't think I want that type of added attention, thanks."
"Good, because I don't think I liked the idea of my mate parading around in all his glory for all eyes to see. I would have to go on the war path."
"Well, we can't have that now, can we? Now if you don't mind, I have to get changed."
"I don't mind, I'll just sit here and…"
"OUT! I can never get dressed with you and your damn hands grouping! And you need to take the boys to the park … AND no buts! It will be good for you to be with Trunks!"
~~~
Gohan pov
Vegeta sighed and walked out heading downstairs while I looked for something semi decent to wear and that I could fit in, since it was a nice day outside, fairly warm or maybe that's all the running around I have done. Who knows?
I settled for khakis shorts and a tank top. It covered what I needed and I snatched my light jacket.
I was a little conscious about going out with my swollen belly, but if I get too uncomfortable I'll just put on my jacket. I slipped into my joggers and quickly brushed my hair. Damn! It always looks untidy these days. I'll have to cut it; maybe today if I get a chance. I snatched my wallet of the side table, slipped it into my pocket and picked up my keys. I bounced downstairs. "Geta! I'm taking the jeep?
"Why the jeep?"
"I don't know I just feel in the mood to drive it, plus, it's cool. Good for picking up hot needy chicks." I chuckled. "Plus you never know, maybe I might want to head to the lake for swim."
"Well, just make sure it's the airport and not the lake, and you only pick up one hot chick, the woman!"
"Hehe … you admit it!"
"Of course boy, I have eyes. Be careful!"
"Hey, I will! You have a good day with the boys and with my dad. Don't forget we've got a date tonight."
"I haven't forgotten, boy. It's what I want to do with you after the date that has got me all heated up!"
"Of course! I'll catch ya later, K."
"Be careful out there, and call me if you need me!"
"Okay, no problem." I moved a few steps forward and leaned into him. I gave him a kiss, a tender one on his gorgeous supple lips. "I'll see you later." I whispered as I poked my finger in his chest. He smiled with the warmth spreading into his eyes. He watched me walk away. I turned and waved with my own warm smile.
I went around to the garage and there was my jeep parked in front of the door. Dad had brought it around a week ago for me, when I told him I might use it to get to school. I didn't want to have to always depend on Vegeta or Bulma.
I climbed in and closed the door as I put the key and turned the engine. I started to drive down the gravel driveway. I saw my dad and the boys with Vegeta in tow step out side ready to leave for the park.
The boys yelled their goodbyes as the gate slid open for me and I drove out. "Bye…"I yelled as I pulled out into the street with them all watching me. I climb through the gears as I put my foot down on the accelerator until I disappeared around the corner. It felt good to be outside, free. If I can't fly this would be the next best thing to freedom for me. Independence is sweet.
I loved my hair being gently tossed around by the breeze. It felt great to drive out onto the freeway; forget my troubles as I drove along without the hassle of peak hour traffic. I had my music up loud so I could hear it. The beat relaxed me and I started to bob to the music and sing. I haven't got a half bad voice if I do say so my self … This is totally cool I kept thinking. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel while waiting at the lights; enjoying the outdoors.
My jeep was higher than a car of course so when a convertible, with its roof down, pulled up beside of me loaded with hot high school chicks it got my attention. I look down. They were all wearing really short skirts and low cut tops. I couldn't help but look especially when one girl raised her skirt a little higher, showing of her long legs and ooooh my god … no nickers! I nearly choked. I could feel the blood rush to my face. I was blushing, a bright red just as the lights turned green for me. I heard them all laughing as they speeded off. I was sooo embarrassed; I don't know why? I mean other guys like Sharpener would have been drooling by now and trying to catch up to them.
I heard a car honking its horn behind me, telling me to get a move on. I jumped and, in my haste, I let the clutch out too fast nearly stalling the damn thing. Shit! It can't get any worse than this why do girls scare me so? Well they don't scare me, they just unnerve me. I never truly know where I stand with them.
It's hell keeping up with Videl and Eraser, but at least I have good idea what they are talking about, well with Videl I do. She's not shy in saying what she thinks. Eraser she just blurts out anything that comes to mind, which is not always much. But, don't get me wrong, she is intelligent and all. I mean we are in the same class. It's just, well; she is impulsive, does things and thinks things on the spur of the moment which gets her into trouble most of the time.
I decided to try and forget that little incident and listen to the music that was blaring louder than ever out of my powerful speakers. In no time I pulled into the airport car lot and parked my jeep. I jogged towards the terminal in search of Bulma.
"GOHAN!"
I turned to see an attractive woman in her prime with her short hair all shiny. She was in a business suit; long cerulean pleated silky slacks with matching jacket and a small slender black purse hanging off her slim shoulders.
"Bulma!" I smiled and waved heading straight over to her. We embraced as if we hadn't seen each other for months. "Gee, I'm glad you're home."
"Hehe, the boys have been that bad, huh?" She said pulling away getting a good look at me. "You look good and sexy as ever. Kami if I was only ten years younger."
I smirked at her comment.
"What? I'm not that old!" She chuckled. "Be a sweetie and grab my things. I know I have only been away for a few days, but gee, my parents know how to spoil you boys."
"I have missed you." I said giving her another peck on her cheek. As far as I was concerned she was my mother. More than that women that gave birth to me ever was. She knew most of my secrets, especially in my early teens when I went to her for advice about my preference in sexuality. She got me to talk with Vegeta when I was thirteen.
I was scared as hell; thinking I should just add this as another big mistake when I told her. But I was surprised. Vegeta was very helpful about this matter. He didn't make me feel bad or go out of his way to embarrass me when I told him about my concerns.
I walked away that day feeling relieved in sharing something that weighed heavily on my soul, and to someone I could trust not to blab to the next person. I felt lighter and bit more confident about being me. My thoughts were starting to become clearer about who I was, and my sexuality.
It took a while to get all of Bulma's gear back to the car park. I got all apologetic when I got to my jeep. "I'm so sorry Bulma you probably wanted to relax in a comfortable car. I didn't think."
She smiled and slapped my butt. "Don't be silly, this is great, perfect!" She purred. "I've being stuck in stuffy air conditioning for the last few days. It will be good to feel the open air. And I have a brush handy … don't worry it will be a blast!"
I smiled and loaded the rest of her things in the back. Five large cases to be exact that were sent on ahead of her flight. "Gee, Bulma what did they do? Buy the store out?" I chuckled loading the last of them in.
"Something like that! So, let's go and grab something to eat. I'm starving! And you can fill me in on all the gossip. I know you guys too well. I leave you for one day and there is trouble, so you have had three full days … sooo?"
"Hehehe …" I chuckled as I jumped into my seat looking across at her. Bulma pulled down her sunnies and smiled that great motherly warm smile at me. Gee, it felt good. I wish she married my dad. Then I would have two perfect parents, but that's the child in me, always hoping for something that's not there, a dreamer that's me. "You know us all too well!" I said.
"You bet your sweet ass I do, boy!" She chuckle, imitating my lover right down to his gruff voice. I laughed with her as I turned the key and pulled out of the parking lot.
It took a little bit longer to get back to the heart of the city with all the built up traffic. I eventually parked in a private parking lot. I didn't mind paying the extra with Bulma's things in the back. If they got stolen it would give me the guilt's all over again. We found a nice place to have lunch out in the open, a quaint café' with small round tables next to small water fountain; green palms scattered giving that relax feel.
She started pumping me about everything as she sipped on her cappuccino. I had a hot chocolate. It was great being able to talk to her like this without worrying about anyone overhearing. It eventually came up about Rogers e-mail.
She looked at me concerned. "So you think it's this Kurt guy that's hurting these boys?"
"Yes, but I have no proof to back it up. Even with my run in with him earlier it wouldn't prove that he beat these kids up too." I frowned, my lips pressed tight, the whole idea of people thinking they can bully others really rubbed me up the wrong way. I hate it, when they get their rocks off by downing others! Always looking for an excuse, searching for something, anything that would make someone different to them.
As if I wanted to be like everyone else … different is good! Bullies spend most of their time being jealous of something they haven't got! It comes down to insecurity about them selves. The way I see it! If you're jealous and you wish you were someone else, then you have to take on that person's crap as well… And no thank you! I have enough trouble just been me! Anyhow, like bullies are all mighty perfect themselves!! Bullshit!
"It pisses me off!" I growled out my frustration, louder than I should have. I clenched my fists. Kami, this gets my blood pumping.
The two ladies behind me, dressed to the hilt. In all their grand finery covered in heavy gold jewellery, stopped and stared at me. They said something about no manners to me. Bulma looked around me and glared. She surprised me, by given them the finger. She then tilted her head to the side and poked her tongue at them while going cross eyed at them. There was an all mighty gasp, shock as they scrambled to get to their feet and leave disgusted.
"That will teach them for listening where their stuck up noses don't belong!" Bulma growled, satisfied. I couldn't help but let out a snicker. Bulma sure as hell looked funny when she did all that, now I know where the chibi's get it from. "Now honey, try not to get all upset over…"
"But Bulma he is a real assho…"
"But this is for detective Rogers, and the police to work out, not you! I'm sure James wouldn't want you all worked up over this. He is just was warning you to be careful. He's looking out for you like a good friend." She said, with her eyes a light with motherly concern. Her hand was rubbing my forearm as I fiddled with the salt container. My eyes were lowered thinking about the e-mail and what was written.
"I know but still I wish I could do something…"
"I know sweet. You're a good kid Gohan and I'm proud of you. You have grown into a fine boy, and a sexy one at that. I'm sure your mother would be very pr…" I quickly jerked back my hand from her reach. She knew when she said it. It was the wrong thing to say. "Come on, let's get down to some serious shopping, and see what cool clothes we can get for this stunning stud muffin in front of me." She said with slight smile trying to recover her mistake.
I didn't want her to feel bad because of my troubled past. I smirked and look over my shoulder pretending to find this stunning stud muffin, as she said. "Where is he?! Where did he go?! Damn! …Did I miss him?" I said, pouting with sad puppy dog eyes.
"You're so gay…" She chuckled as she stood up with a smile.
"Why thank you!" I bowed and stretched my arm over her slim shoulders and hugged her. "And you're the greatest!" I stated squeezing her gently.
"I know!" She smirked.
Is she like Geta or what? I thought with smirk. We spent the best part of the day going from shop to shop, until my arms were weighed down with bags; everything from school things to really cool clothes, shoes and the latest Playstation for me. I was so happy, my own games and all. Vegeta will just hate it. I've just got to set it all up in our room when I get home. I'll be able to play all night when I can't sleep, which would be totally cool. Bulma was spoiling me rotten and I was loving it, shamefully.
I tell you, for a woman of her age she had enough stamina for the both of us. I suppose it comes from trying to keep up with house full of Saiyanjins; demi and full bloods. But I was coming to a stop. I was tired and I didn't want to be. I still had my date with my love that night, and there was no way in hell I was going to miss that. It's been what feels like, years since Vegeta and I had some private time like this. I was really looking forward to it.
I yawned. My eyes moistened as I waited for Bulma who was grabbing one more thing. My hands were full with loads of bags. I decide to just rest up and rub the moisture from my eyes. I sat down on a bench just outside the shop waiting for Bulma.
It was packed with people with all the end of season sales. I was rubbing my eyes trying to wake up, when I felt something like a twinge in my belly. I frowned and automatically grabbed my small mound, forgetting where I was. I heard a little kid go past and point at my belly. "Mummy, look at him!" I paled real fast and automatically dropped my hands from my rabbit mound. My eyes widened and my sights dropped to the floor as the mother looked at me. For some strange reason I thought she could read my thoughts. That she was able to know I was pregnant. Stupid I know but I thought my eyes might betray me.
By this time Bulma had come out all satisfied with her days work. She looked down at me. My head still hung low with both hands clutching the bench either side of my thighs. "Hey honey, are you right? You look a bit pale?"
"Yes, yes I'm fine. Just little tired I guess. " I said, not wanting to upset her.
"Oh …Okay, well I thing that wraps everything up." She went to grab some bags from me.
"No, it's cool. I can carry all of this." Which was true, it's not like it weighed a ton. If anything it was just clumsy as I sorted the load into each of my hands again.
She smiled. "You're a good kid, come on lets see what disasters await us back home. They all should be home by now!"
"Oh wait, I need to get my hair cut for school."
"Aw hon, I like your hair like that. It's cute."
"Yeah and messy. I thought I'd get it cut. You know just around the ears a bit like Trunks. Its thick enough it should look cool"
"And keep those bands over your face. Your fringe suits you."
"Fair enough, as long as it looks neat, I have date tonight with a hot guy." I purred.
"Really, anyone I know?" She nagged me with a wink.
I shook my head with smirk making her laugh louder. We both headed off looking for a good hair salon. I wanted to look great for my man tonight and spend a romantic time together just the two of us. That reminds me I'll have to ring Sharpener.
TBC…
A/N: I though I'll stop this chapter there. Other wise I would just keep going and it would get too long. I know it was a bit slow than other chapters. My editor is a bit tied up over February and so I hope you don't mind. You'll have to put up with me. Next chapter we get to the movies and Gohan will be back at school. We also catch up with Matt too.
Sorry for the delay my time is very limited. I have just completed R/D. *Grins* So, that will give me some extra free time. I really want to thank you guys for reading my stories, that's really cool of you. Anyhow, I'll get back to work and see if I can update a little faster for you guys. ^_~
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