Out behind the bike shed

By The Chichi Slaughter House

Disclaimer: (cackles evilly and dies) Obviously DBZ isn't mine…none of these characters are mine…the plot…is mine…but the characters aren't…and…ummm…neither's DBZ, but I already said that. I also do not own any brand names mentioned in this fic.

Warnings: YAOI, GokuxVegeta(Goku being the seme, Vegeta being the uke), highschool fic, OMG! Burn it now! XD Smartass comments from author, possibly lemons also.

Just to get this straight, Goku is called Kakarott Kirabiyaka, but his nickname is Goku. Only his family and Vegeta will call him Kakarott. And I know, Turles isn't related to Goku, but I wanted him to be in this for plot reasons.

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Chapter twenty-five: Treehouse

Blissfully unaware of what was going on around them, the two against the whiteboard pulled back, the smaller yet older of the two panting a little and shivering at the look the taller was giving him, his cheeks a bit red from lack of air and arousal. The younger man moved a hand to stroke over his cheek and he shivered more, resting against the blackboard, glad it was there to support him. He found it amazing that the teen in front of him could change how he was feeling in seconds, by a touch or a kiss…

"V-Vegeta…" Goku panted, then moved to kiss along the teacher's neck, shivering happily when hands laced into his hair, the shorter man arching into his touch. "I-I want to show you how attractive you are…" Grabbing the teacher's firm ass, he was rewarded with a shocked gasp, the legs around his hips clinging to him even more, causing him to press him into the whiteboard more, moaning.

"…I want to show you something…" Vegeta panted, looking at him calmly. The teen felt like he had been pushed away again and he sighed, moving back and lowering the teacher to his feet, the hands in his hair moving to stay looped around his neck as the smaller man kissed him lightly, before pulling away. One of the hands moved to grasp his own and he went red as he was lead out of the room, then back in, the teacher's face scarlet as he had forgotten to pick up his belongings and get his keys. Laughing softly, Goku wrapped both of his arms around the teacher's waist from behind as he bent to get his bag, the smaller man's face going redder at the touch.

Letting go, the taller of the two bent to collect the rest of the older man's things, before having his hand grabbed again, grinning as he was pulled out of the room, amused and trilled at the enthusiasm of the older man. Vegeta didn't bother to lock up the classroom; the cleaners hadn't been in yet, so there was little point as it would be unlocked very soon to be cleaned. Instead, the teen was dragged hurriedly out of a fire escape and straight to a large dark blue car, staring at it as the smaller man let go of him and went to the driver's seat. But Goku was too shocked to get in.

This was the car that had nearly run him over on the first day.

And, after a moment of thought…it was also the car that had passed him on the way to the park…

Glancing up, the teen saw the older man looking at him in confusion, shaking the thoughts away quickly and getting into the passenger seat of the car. It wasn't really that important, he guessed.

Probably a coincidence.

Hopefully fate.

Sitting in the rather nice car, Goku swallowed.

"Where are we going?" He didn't expect the teacher to say what he heard next.

"The park." Nodding gently, he just waited for the teacher to drive off, quiet. He had been hoping for the other to say his home, or a hotel or something, but he supposed that the smaller man still wasn't ready, and so decided to leave him alone about sex for now. He was probably being a pain in the ass about it, if he thought about it long enough. "Are you okay?" The teen simply nodded again, looking out of the window to his left, surveying the road they were driving down in silence, a hand propping up his chin and the other on his lap. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a hand met the one on his lap, his face going crimson as he cursed mentally about how close his hand had been to his crotch, turning to look at the teacher. "You are too quiet…what's on your mind?" Flicking his eyes off the road for a second, their gazes locked, Vegeta squeezing his hand before looking back at the road, moving his hand to change gears, then moved back to hold his hand.

"…I'm not thinking about much…" Goku said truthfully, giving a weak smile to the older man before looking back out of the window again.

The smaller man was getting worried. He flicked his gaze over to the younger of the two and sighed as he saw he was looking away. What he wanted to show…why he wanted to show it…it was important to him, and the other was just acting aloof towards him… Looking back at the road, he felt his heart sink. Maybe it just wasn't such a good idea to try this if he didn't care…

Steeling himself, the shorter man mentally shook his head. He would stick to it. The younger man probably just didn't understand what he was doing, and that was probably the reason he seemed distant. In the classroom, he had seemed so heated, so passionate…and that was probably what was wrong… Glancing over again, Vegeta frowned.

Did he feel pushed away?

It felt like an eternity before the car finally stopped moving. The quick journey had felt like it had taken forever to go through, the awkward silence between the two inside prolonging it.

But now, they were here, and as they got out of the machine, the cool air slapped them in the face, blowing away that discomfort they had both felt. The smaller man locked his car and stuffed the keys into his pocket, before grasping the taller's hand again, smiling at him.

"The breeze is quite nice, don't you think?" Ignoring the question, Goku looked over the park quickly.

"…What do you want to go on first; the swings or-?" He was cut off.

"I don't like the swings." There was a firmness in the older's tone that made him fall silent and stay that way, not really sure of what to say. Hell, he wasn't even sure why they were even here; it had seemed so random to go to such a place, and he hadn't been told yet. As if reading his mind, Vegeta continued to speak. "You have heard the rumours…now it is time to show you a secret…" Lost in the confusing way that the teacher was speaking, the taller of the two allowed himself to be lead deep into the forest behind the park, watching in silence as the other man looked around, as if something interesting was here.

Suddenly, he was dragged towards a huge oak tree, the smaller man grinning as he brushed his palm very slowly over the bark, a piece of it falling away in his hand. Shocked, Goku watched as the smaller of the two pulled a rope from within the tree, looking at him with a small smile.

"W-What the-?!" Eyes wide, Goku stared up into the dense foliage and noticed something he had never seen before. There seemed to be a strange plateau on the top of the tree, surrounded by its many branches. "…The treehouse?" Turning his gaze back down, he saw the smaller man's look of triumph and couldn't help but go a little red. "I…used to look for it all the time…" Looking amused, the teacher let go of his hand.

"It's unsurprising you didn't find it…I chose this spot very carefully…I was amazed that people actually knew there was one here, to be honest…" The smaller man grasped the rope with both hands and began to pull himself up it, wincing. "I hope you're good at this…" He joked, then moved up higher, the teen just watching him in shock. Vegeta eventually paused and looked back down at him. "Are you coming?"

As if suddenly realising he was allowed to go up, Goku grabbed the rope and began climbing quickly, easily catching up to the smaller man even though he had continued climbing, grinning, the teen took a long hard look at the teacher's ass, glad it was so conveniently in front of him. After a while, he noticed Vegeta had stopped moving, leaning back a little to look up at the teacher, who was looking right back at him with a red face.

"S-Sorry…" He gasped, his own face getting a little red once he realised Vegeta was too embarrassed to move. Looking down, Goku stayed quiet, before the smaller man hurriedly continued going up the rope, finally reaching the plateau. Once he saw the teacher disappear onto it, the teen scaled the rope pretty damn quickly, climbing aboard the film wood, gasping at the sight in front of him.

It was much larger than he ever had imagined it would be.

The wood seemed to be polished, and it looked as if a professional had built it, as he stepped closer and soothed his hand over the wood, he was surprised to feel how smooth it was, looking around the perimeter to see that it even had windows, and that the roof was flat. Astounded, he could say nothing as he looked it over, eyes wide. Chuckling, the smaller man took his hand, smiling at him again.

"Want to go inside?" Holding onto the teacher's hand tight, he could only nod dumbly as he was lead inside. The inside of the treehouse was as impressive as the outside, if not more because of the ornate carvings along the ceiling and walls, the furniture inside being very simple but feeling perfect. Two or three beanbags, a desk, a small fridge – though Goku was unsure how it worked without electricity – and a large sleeping bag, obviously used as a bed. Looking back at the small man, the teen was almost lost for words.

"…Wow." Chuckling, Vegeta let go of his hand, moving closer to him, their lips close.

"This is my secret place…no one knows about it…except us." After he had finished his sentence, the older man pulled him close, kissing him as his hands grabbed at the smaller man's waist, the teacher's hands clutching at his back. Unable to stop a feeling of arousal, the teen moved forward, pinning the other to a wall, breaking away from his mouth to lick and nip at his neck, Vegeta shivering and moaning softly as his hands moved to seize his ass and squeeze it. "Y-You like the wall…" There was an undertone of amusement laced into the gasping voice, though it was almost lost to him, the voice filled with thick lust. Growling to himself, he pulled back, tearing off his jacket and flinging it across the room, Vegeta's eyes widening at the display. "K-Kakarott-" He cut the smaller man off with his lips and began kissing him again, his hands moving to stroke over the older's chest, hearing a gasp, shocked as he was pushed away.

"S-Sorry…" He began, but was silenced as the teacher flung off his own jacket, jumping on him and sending them both tumbling onto the beanbags, causing him to groan into the shorter man's mouth as his hands moved to pull at Vegeta's shirt. The teen gasped as warm hands pushed up his shirt and began to caress over his chest, focused sorely on his nipples as he hissed into the mouth attacking his own, finally getting the other's shirt out of his pants, pushing his hands under to stroke over the older man's back, tearing away from his lips to look him in the eyes. "Vegeta…" The hands moved down his chest and slowly made their way to his jeans, unbuttoning them and sliding the zip down slowly…

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And a cliffhanger! Yay! However, the next chapter doesn't have a lemon - this fic's been censored so they don't delete it - but you can always find that on one of the links on my profile, should you wish to read it!