WARNING: I bet you know what it is.
Disclaimer: NOT MINE. Just some ideas
Chapter 4:
Vegeta's chest moved quickly, his body begging to be taken by him, there he was, just for him, he pushed up to Vegeta's body, listening to him moan, he rubbed against him, Vegeta buried his hand in his hair and he kissed him savagely, their teeth crashed together, he ripped his lips away and sunk his teeth into Vegeta's flesh, he felt his student's tongue teasing his ear, he bit harder, tasting his blood.
He held his student against the whiteboard, Vegeta squirmed as his teacher roughly pushed inside him, only half way in, there was a little pain with bit of blood mixed together, he was raw with Vegeta.
"Ah!" He screamed as his nails tore his teacher's skin
He slammed Vegeta against his desk, face down, forcing his arms above his head and held a tight grip around Vegeta's nape, feeling his heartbeat speed like a humming bird's flapping, Vegeta struggled to free himself, making him squeeze tighter against him, and penetrating him completely.
"It's a waste of time." He whispered in his student's ear.
That raw feeling was there again, it tingled but he loved it, Vegeta gasped as he was roughly penetrated again and again, but surprisingly he managed to escape the grip and ripped his body away.
He looked at Vegeta, who was at the other side of the room, his student turned around and leaned forward, inviting him over to please himself, he knocked over desks, rushing over to him and took a fistful of Vegeta's hair and pulled harshly.
"Feel like playing?" he held onto his student's hip and forced himself in
Vegeta groaned "I like it rough."
"I see." He purred in Vegeta's ear
He pulled Vegeta onto his lap as he slumped on one of the student's desks, going all the way in, Vegeta arched and moaned, impressively his student managed to escape from him again, before he got any further he grabbed onto the boy's ankle and Vegeta slammed against the floor, he crawled over his student, pressing the boy's face against the cold tiles of the school's floor and yanked Vegeta's hips up against his cock, the boy squirmed. The tightness around him felt so good, he couldn't get enough of him, he pushed deeper before he dragged his hips out and slammed back in.
Vegeta screamed in pleasure, there was a bit of pain.
He thrust harder every time, drunk in the beautiful body and enjoying every moan from the boy, Vegeta struggled again, he licked his dry lips when his teacher held both of his arms harshly against his back, he pulled his belt off and used it to tie Vegeta's hands, he sunk his teeth on Vegeta's shoulder, thrusting savagely…
Kakarot sat up, covered in sweat. Panting like crazy, he threw the covers off his body, staring down at a throbbing, painful, hard bulge that was begging to be free. Oh my God, Kakarot pushed his sweating bangs up, what the hell? He panted. He couldn't believe what his brain created, why? Ever since…that day, he couldn't stop dreaming of Vegeta, he was in his dreams, his thoughts, even in his fucking atmosphere, he swore on his damn life that he had some kind of Ouji pheromones, when he and Chichi began to date, he was nearly raped by her young, cute cousin, then once there was this family reunion and her aunt grabbed his ass, never mind when her uncle forced his lips on him, but the worst of them all was of having sex with his fiancée's brother! That erased his self-respect. Just thinking of being in a room filled with the entire Ouji family, aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters, and beyond, gave him the feeling of vomiting.
"Goku?" His brother's muffled voice said from the other side of the door.
"Yes?"
"Dude, hurry up, it's past eight."
"What!?"
"Kidding! Kidding!" he heard Gohan laugh "but hey, you should get up!"
"Forget it!" Kakarot shook his head
He didn't say 'come in' but Gohan came in anyways, he stared at his sweaty brother, a grin drew itself on his lips, Kakarot got the hint and he covered himself with the covers again with a flushed, sweaty face.
"You alright, dude?"
"Yes, I just, I'm feeling sick, that's all."
"Hm. So does that mean you're going to stay home?"
"Yes."
"Immature."
"Don't dare to call me immature! I am sick, I'll call the school and tell them to send in a substitute for today."
"Whatever, I'm going to school."
"I'll take you."
"No, I don't want to risk you into getting a server cold" he teased
"Ha. Ha. Very funny."
"I'll take the bus for today, I already took Goten to school on the bike, I gave him money for his lunch, so you just do what have to do here, ok?"
What? Kakarot raised an eyebrow and scratched his blond head.
"Sure."
"Cool, see ya."
"Bye."
Now this was rather pathetic, Kakarot felt like a child for a while, Gohan sounded so mother-like, when did he grow up? Kakarot really did need a rest from that building of hell for a while, though they were going to take the day off his pay check but it didn't matter much, now the question was, what was he supposed to do for twenty four hours? First things first, he needed a cold shower, a very cold shower.
Vegeta sat in his favorite place in English, his best friend Jeice sat next to him, he leaned closer to Vegeta and smiled, Vegeta pretended to not know what Jeice was thinking, though he did knew what the guy with white hair was going to ask, so to save him his breath he smirked.
"Oh, you whore!"
"Shh!" Vegeta slapped a hand over the guy's mouth
"How? When? Why?" Jeice asked with a perverted face
"The green slug was going to take me to the principal's office, Kakarot defended me. It happened two weeks ago, Friday. I don't know why it happened."
"Liar, I bet you seduced him."
"True."
"Does that mean that we can have a threesome?" he asked eagerly
"No."
"Aww…"
"Good morning ladies and gentlemen!"
Everyone turned to see who the strange, new voice was, it was a very awkward looking man, with a goofy grin and an oversized figure, he was so not like Mr. Son, everyone, for some reason, felt sad, who wouldn't with such handsome man they had as a teacher? Others went 'bleh' a teacher was a teacher, they all sucked for them.
"What the hell…?" Vegeta looked at the funny man
"Everyone my name is Jason Doug, you can call Mr. Doug or by my name if you rather."
Vegeta raised his hand, Mr. Doug smiled and pointed at his student.
"Not to be rude, but why are you here, Mr. Doug?"
"I'll be substituting Mr. Son for today." He said in a cheerful tone
Students compared this fatso with their other teacher, so many differences, this man was diverted to listen and seemed to smile all the time like if he were the Joker from batman, he was rather scary too, while Mr. Son was quite, never smiled like if he were living a life of grief –he had to get over it-, and focused on nothing else that wasn't Literature, other teachers liked to joke with their students from time to time.
Vegeta didn't like the idea of getting a substitute, they didn't need one.
"Why?" he asked again.
"Mr. Son is sick, but do not worry, he'll be back tomorrow." He smiled again, he was getting on Vegeta's last nerves.
Though the man was annoying, Vegeta kept his mouth shut during the entire session, which he didn't clearly understand because the man laughed too much, that and he was thinking of what could have happened to his teacher, he was going to investigate more profound. What did chess have to do with Literature? Mr. Doug knew nothing of Literature! Vegeta rolled his eyes, he was over reacting, the fat man did knew a good amount of Literature, it's just that Vegeta wasn't paying attention to his stupid explanations, seriously, the man laughed at everything he said, Vegeta swore that Mr. Doug was a clown in his past life, you know one of those clowns that squirt you with a plastic water gun and scare the shit out of little kids, and annoy every parent. Those types of clowns that needed to have some serious examination about the shit they had in there head…Vegeta shivered, this man was like the clown ladies that appear on that cartoon about a yellow dog that talks and that kid that wears a silly white hat and carries around a green backpack, those clown ladies were fucking lunatic! And Mr. Doug seemed to be from that family tree.
The man had just finished cracking up from his long laugh, when the bell rang and everyone seemed to race out of the classroom, rushed to different parts of the school and in a new class with the same old folks, joy. No one knew it but they all had the same thought: they wanted Mr. Son back!
Vegeta was glad to be out of there! How much could a person laugh with just saying 'exquisite'? the man laughed at the very word, if 'exquisite' were a person it would have knocked the shit out of fatso back there, Vegeta wished the next kids luck, they were going to need it…and some earplugs. Right now he was just happy to be in Spanish with the skinniest woman in the whole school, Vegeta bet, that in her past days, she suffered from anorexia, just like his leaf loving sister.
"Vegeta Ouji."
"Yes?" he asked
The woman, Mrs. Cruz, stared at him with a very annoyed aura, she said since the beginning, that when they stepped in her classroom they weren't allowed to speak English, just Spanish, who wanted to know Spanish? He didn't, nobody did, but sadly they were forced to speak it.
"Do not speak English!" she barked
She had the right to speak English in her class, why? Hm, she was the teacher.
"Sorry." He said equally annoyed
"Español! Habla Español!" (Spanish! Speak Spanish!) She shouted at him
But what the fuck was she saying!? He scratched his cheek and thought of something to say.
"Si?" (Yes?) That was the only word he knew, lucky for those Hispanic dudes.
"Muy bien!" (Very good!) She smiled, next thing she did was give Vegeta a poem, a damn poem in Spanish! He damned her from deep inside his mind.
"Umm…"
"Por favor. Lee el poema." (Please. Read the poem.)
Everyone looked at him, what the fuck was he supposed to do now? Oh right, read the fucking poem, damn he wished he were Hispanic, it would be easier.
"Umm…" he just stood there, looking to his left then to his right.
"Vas a leer?" (Are you going to read?) She asked
"Uh…" he said again looking at the anonymous poem. The only thing he could read was the title: Stop Loving You. Well he knew what the poem was going to be about, he looked up at the woman again and shrugged.
"Are you going to ready or not?"
"How can I read something I don't understand?"
She forced a smiled a yanked the paper out of his hands, she then gestured him with her hand to sit down, he happily obeyed, that woman literally forced them to speak a language they weren't born hearing and practicing. It's like if you told a monkey to speak cow instead of its normal language.
She sighed and began to read. (A.N: this poem was made by me. Heh)
"Dejar de amarte.
Me pides que deje de amarte?
Pedirme que te deje de amar eso como si le pidieras a las flores no florecer.
A la lluvia que no caiga.
A la noche que no se convierta en día y el día en la noche.
Pedirme que te deje de amar es como pedirme que deje de respirar.
Que mi corazón para su palpitar.
Y que mis ojos no se abran más.
Me pides que te deje de amar.
Dejarte de amar nunca podre.
La nieve caí cuando debe caer.
La flor florece cuando debe florecer.
La noche será noche.
Y el día será día.
Y yo, dejare de amarte cuando deba dejar de amarte.
Pedirme que deje de amarte.
Nunca podre."
She sighed as if she were in love, Vegeta doubted she had a husband or an affair.
"Preguntas?" (Questions?) She asked all dreamy
Vegeta raised his hand "what did you just say?"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Kakarot groaned as he finished his last pushup, he's been working out since Gohan left to school, what else could he do? He walked down stairs and looked around, photos on the wall, Goten's bike outside, he went to the back yard, he was greeted by Goten's puppy, he smiled down at the little creature and sat on the grass, he wondered, unconsciously, what Vegeta was doing?
Stop that! He slapped his forehead, why do I keep thinking about him? He asked himself. He decided to fool around in the house, he spotted Gohan's play station, maybe he could play a video game, he shrugged and nodded to himself.
What the hell? He looked down just as he plopped on the bed and a magazine came falling from under the mattress, he was about to put it back where it was but stopped, frozen in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes! If it were a magazine about girls, he would have acted normally…but in his hand was a magazine about…it was porno he knew that, yes…but…gay porno?
Kakarot swallowed hard and let go of it, Gohan? Gay? He asked himself, do not take it so seriously Kakarot, it's alright, he's a teenager, teenagers must find who they truly are, he took deep breaths, but then he went pale, why was he so worried about finding a gay magazine in his brother's room, if he had sex with a man not too long ago!?
Kakarot looked down at the magazine with the two men on the cover, he swallowed, feeling like if someone was choking him, he nervously grabbed the magazine and flipped to a random page, his eyes sucked in everything!
God forgive me for what I've done! He threw the magazine away from him.
"Aahh! Get out of my head!" he screamed with rage as he remembered his dream.
The doorbell rang around the house, he raced down and opened the door, bare chest and with pajama pants, he was shocked to find Vegeta standing there and looking up at him with a glint in his eyes, he feared what the glint meant, that small, powerful word that started with a L. Damn these pheromones, he thought as he wiped his sweaty forehead.
"Hello, Kakarot." Vegeta smiled up at him
"What are you doing here? Does your father know where you are? And how do you know where I live?"
Vegeta laughed, it sounded like a giggle "I'm here to see you, Mr. Son, I heard you were sick."
"Thank you for coming but you don't have to worry about me." He said in his same old frown
"Oh yes I do." He stepped closer to the man and placed his hand on his teacher's chest.
Kakarot wanted to push the boy away and slam the door shut, but that would be…very…immature. Damn you Gohan, he frowned, he looked up and saw his nosey neighbor, she loved to form conspiracy against him, so he yanked Vegeta inside his house and closed the door. He turned around and jumped back, Vegeta was too close to him, he stepped to the left, Vegeta followed, he stepped to the right, Vegeta followed, he grabbed Vegeta's shoulder and moved him out of his way.
"You have a charming house, Kakarot." Vegeta said as he sat on the couch
"Thank you. Now answer my other two questions." He stood on his feet with his arms crossed, he was literally covering his chest, like if he were a woman, I'm so pathetic, he thought.
"I figured out where you lived."
"How?"
"I have contacts." He smiled, a rather sly smile
Insolent boy, he inhaled deeply.
"Does your father know?"
"No."
"Then that's a problem."
"No."
"No?"
"Have you seen the hour, Mr. Son? He believes I'm still in school."
"What?"
This boy is trying to make me go insane is he! He growled when he confirmed that the boy was right, two hours away from being out of school and to their homes, but then again, how did he get out of school without being noticed? He thought they had a guard at the school gates, what happened to him? He looked back at his student, he frowned deeper when Vegeta laughed.
"He fell asleep, Kakarot." He answered with a smile
Kakarot grit his teeth, what was he supposed to do now? He looked at his student and fearing the worst he sat in front of the boy and stared at his eyes.
"…" he waited for anything, a kiss, a hug, even sex…he wanted to slap himself.
"Are you feeling better?"
What? He blinked confused.
"Y-yes, thank you."
"Good. You know, that sub teacher they sent in was a clown."
"Excuse me?"
"He laughed at everything he said, I mean if I say 'little Bo-peep' he would be laughing right now."
Kakarot chuckled, but stopped immediately "A clown you say?"
"Why do you do that?"
"Excuse me?"
"When you laugh or smile, you stop completely when you do it."
"Mr. Ouji-"
"You have to let go."
Kakarot growled low in his throat "who are you to tell me to let go?"
"…I care for you." He said shyly
Kakarot rubbed his forehead, insolent boy, he chuckled again, not stopping this time, Vegeta watched him, he felt happy that the man didn't kick him out of his house.
I'm getting too involved with him, Kakarot shook his head.
"I appreciate your kindness to me, Vegeta."
Vegeta smiled and shrugged "Mr. Doug was his name."
"Hm?"
"Mr. Doug the clown, he smiled too much, he was fat and ugly, not attractive at all, complete opposite of you."
Kakarot burst into full laughter "he might not be attractive to you, but maybe for some other people he is."
"What about you?" Vegeta asked with big eyes
"What about me?"
"Do you find me attractive as I find you?"
That was unexpected, he never thought of the subject, he never found men attractive, he looked at Vegeta closely, this boy was kind to him despite the awful things he said to him in the past, despite he rejected his love, Kakarot didn't know what to say…though deep inside, Vegeta made him feel calm.
"You're…cute."
What the hell!? He slapped himself mentally.
Vegeta blushed and giggled "thank you."
What to do next? He didn't know what to do next, he didn't think of another subject so he simply asked what first came to his mind.
"Chichi said your father wishes to send you away, is it true?"
"…Yes." He whispered as he looked down at his lap, his bangs covered his eyes
"Well, if you want, you can stay with me." He joked, but it was too late to take back his words, he was acting awfully, joking about a situation like that.
"Thanks for the offer." He said with threatening tears in his eyes
Kakarot sighed, he scratched the back of his head, he sensed Vegeta's sadness, why did he mention that in the first place? It was a bad topic to talk about. He didn't know what he was feeling now, much less what he was thinking on hurting Vegeta with that question. He didn't mean it, honest.
"I f you ever need to talk…I'm a good listener." He said with a frown
"I'll keep that in mind." He whispered again
Not wanting to do it, but what the hell, he felt the need to cheer Vegeta up, he leaned closer to his student, Vegeta felt Kakarot's lips on his cheek, he let go of his tears as mixed feelings crashed together, anger struck. He roughly pushed the man away from him, leaving him in shock.
"Baka! Stop playing with me! Stop taking advantage of my weakness!" he grabbed a book and threw it at his teacher, the man easily blocked it.
Kakarot reached out and wrapped the boy in his arms, he could feel Vegeta relax in his embrace…but he could no longer understand his own feelings.
If it's not him, if it's not Kakarot, I want to be the most important person in his life, Vegeta silently cried on his teacher's bare shoulder.
Kakarot cupped Vegeta's teary face, he smiled at the boy, a very tender smile, this boy in front of him loved him, he wished he could feel the same, but sadly he didn't, he couldn't love a man, he couldn't love a student, he couldn't lose his job.
Vegeta looked into Kakarot's green eyes, those he dreamed of so much, eyes that hid Kakarot's true emotions, he wished he could see deep inside the man's soul and discover what he really was like. Not the cold, reserved man he saw almost every day, he wanted to see Kakarot's true self, he wished he were the only one in Kakarot's mind, him instead of…her.
"I care for you, Vegeta, but not the way you do for me."
"Being close to you is enough for me." He lied, his tears running down Kakarot's hands.
What am I thinking? Kakarot swallowed hard, slowly he leaned forward, pressing his lips against Vegeta's.
Why can't I hate you instead? Vegeta kissed his teacher back, wrapping his arms around his neck and moving on his lap.
A tear fell on Kakarot's cheek, he stared at Vegeta's lovely teary face, the boy leaned down again, kissing him with love.
It only made it worse, he was hurting Vegeta and he was confusing himself more than he already was, maybe if it were in another life…he would have accepted Vegeta into his heart.
Vegeta looked up at the sky, it was rumbling, he could smell the rain, he smiled a little when he felt his teacher's hand resting on his head.
"I'll help you with Spanish, from tomorrow onward."
"Thank you, Kakarot."
"A teacher must always help his student."
If one day I'd become the most important person in your life, I'd be the happiest person alive, Vegeta smiled at the road, he said his goodbye to his teacher and headed off towards his home. He had refused Kakarot's offer on letting him take him home, he turned down the offer because he wanted to think.
Is there a limit to love? Hurt and being hurt, being at the point of hating him but instead…
Kakarot watched as Vegeta began to vanish from his sight, he felt worse than ever, he was getting to much involved with a man who was younger than him, it was a dangerous situation. But Vegeta made him feel calm and relaxed, what could he do?
I wish I could say 'I love you' to you, Vegeta, the way you say it so easily to me, like if it were the most common thing in the world, I can't understand what is going on in the heads of teenagers today, but I can't lie, I can't say something I don't feel.
"I'm sorry." He whispered to the air.
A smile drew itself on his lips as he saw his brother and son coming home, he needed his family right now.
Gohan and Goten waved hello.
Translation of poem:
You ask me to stop loving you?
To ask me to stop loving you is like asking the flowers to stop blooming.
Like asking the rain to stop falling.
Asking the night to not become day and day to not become night.
Asking me to stop loving you is like asking me to stop breathing.
Like asking my heart to stop its beating.
Asking my eyes to not open again.
You ask me to stop loving you.
Stop loving you I will never be able.
The snow falls when it has to fall.
The flower blooms when it has to bloom.
Night will be night.
And day will be day.
And I, will stop loving you when I have to stop loving you.
Stop loving you.
I will never be able.
Corny, yes I'm aware.