Whew! What a vacation I had. I've been away for three weeks, and then I had a few birthdays to celebrate... but now I can write! Yay! I wrote detailed outlines of each chappy while I was away, plus some of this was already written... however, I decided to completely rewrite this chapter. . I hope you like the result! It's going to be an interesting ride, that's for sure....pun intended. ;)

So! To make up for my lack of updating, I have made this a... DOUBLE UPLOAD! That's right, two chapters for you guys! I worked hard :D

WARNING: The last third(ish) of this chapter is very graphic indeed. I was going to cut out the good stuff, but... I didn't want to ruin the mood ;) So, you are forewarned! Don't read the last bit of this chapter if you don't want to see sexual stuff. To everyone else... ENJOY!

Also! This chapter is the second one that is COMPLETELY IN VEGETA'S POINT OF VIEW. You were starting to wonder what he was thinking, and I felt that it was time to get back to his POV ;) The next chapter will be back to Goku's POV, and is nearly finished! Which means I will be update very soon :)

Chapter Seven:

An Invitation

I angrily watched the fool saunter out of the gravity room with fists clenched at my sides. Kakarrot half-turned to wink at me before disappearing from sight, and it took everything I had not to chase him down and beat him to a bloody pulp. But then the sneaky son-of-a-bitch would have gotten what he wanted, which was for me to give his words credence. So I let him go, and redoubled my exertions at training, picturing his face on every robot I pulverized into oblivion.

Damn him! Damn him to hell!

Not that he would ever end up there, I thought derisively. He was too good, too "perfect" by universal standards. Too soft. He could barely claim to be a Saiyan warrior. Yes, he was everything that I was not. I, Vegeta, prince of all saiyans, would never be so weak at heart. So... pure.

An image of him turning back to smile gently right before ITing away with Cell appeared in my mind. It was an image I was used to remembering.... An image that had haunted me for years. Kakarot the martyr, Kakarot the flawless hero...Giving his life to save everyone he loved. To save... me. Kakarot's presence had baffled and angered me for as long as I had known him. His power, his ability to reach new levels of strength no one had ever heard of before, his unlimited capacity to love and forgive all those who regretted their actions, his carefree attitude... All of it. It had torn me apart for so long.

For I had never understood it. For the longest time, I had thought he was lying and hiding beyond an idiot mask, and somewhere underneath lay the real Kakarot. It is true that he sometimes pretends to be happier than he is, or more of a fool than he is. That's clear as day to me now, though his moronic friends don't see it. But he was never lying about valuing life... or love. He truly did believe that love made life worth living, and yet, he was always the only one who could save his precious friends by destroying an evil force.

It had infuriated me.

And then... Buu. The fusion. And I was able to forgive him at last, make peace and move on for the very first time in my life. Be friends, even.

Now he was asking... no, practically demanding... for more from me, his prince.

How dare he?!!

I yelled, my ki shimmering around me like yellow fire, angry at not being able to clear my mind of the one who plagued it.

My thoughts returned to the Gohan and Videl's celebration a few weeks before, like they so often did. When Kakarot fell on top of me. When his face flushed. When his lips touched mine. When angry panic gripped me.

And then, his confession. Love. Kakarot loved me... of all people. He believed that I was the one for him.

That statement had evoked different feelings in me. Anger. Fear. Wonder. Confusion. Even now, I didn't know what to feel. I was so used to feeling nothing... Love had never been a part of me, though I did care for my family. For him, even.

And the worst part of all... After ignoring him for weeks, all the while feeling his increasing agitation and worry, and finally going to visit him and tell him it would never be...

..He kissed me.

And I had enjoyed it.

No. No! Besides sparring, and making fun of the moron, nothing about Kakarot was remotely enjoyable.

I awoke with the sun the next morning, and eventually went to the kitchen where Bulma was instructing the robots on what to make. She gave me a curious stare, so I quirked an eyebrow at her. "Yes, woman?"

She scowled and responded with sarcasm. "What does His Royal Highness want for breakfast?"

"Something high in protein and fiber." I intended to focus on my training all day, as usual. This time, there would be no distractions.

"Fine." Bulma turned back to the robots to relay this message, hand on her hips.

Trunks entered the kitchen with the youngest brat of Kakarot's, and they sank into chairs to get ready to eat. The two were absorbed in a deep conversation about two people named Link and Zelda. I vaguely recognised them as being characters in some game they played. Apparently Goten had slept over, as usual. The two were quite inseperable, and had been since they were born. It had once angered me, the son of a prince tolerating and even enjoying time with a third-class.

But no longer. Kakarot had indeed proven his worth.

"What's wrong, father?" Trunks asked.

I frowned at him. "What?"

"Uhh.. You seem tense." Trunks hunched back in his seat a little, averting his eyes. Since Buu, our relationship had improved, but he still feared angering me.

"That is quite evident." I growled. "Don't use "seem" when you know something to be a fact, brat. Then you emmanate uncertainty, and you never want anyone to see that."

"Only an enemy," He protested, looking up at me with hurt eyes. "You're not my enemy... you're my father."

"Yes, but that is not a habit you want to get into. Be confident at all times, Trunks."

He growled back at me. "Stop belitting me, father! I have plenty of confidence." He turned to Goten, who nodded back at him emphatically. "See? You're just avoiding the issue!"

"And which issue is that?"

I immediately felt myself tense even more at the casual words my long-time rival had uttered. I looked over at him. He had ITd himself into our kitchen, wearing his usual orange gi, and now leaned nonchalantly on a counter. He saw me and smiled, and I narrowed my eyes at him. How dare he barge into my home!

"Oh! Good morning, Goku!" Bulma chirped. "I haven't seen you for a few days... how's everything going?"

"Hey yourself!" The idiot grinned widely at her. "Everything's good.... Just hoped to have breakfast with you guys this morning."

How selfishly like him, I thought angrilly, folding my arms tightly across my chest and looking anywhere but at him. Barging in on someone and then expecting to be given food.

"Of course you can!" Bulma exclaimed, much to my annoyance.

"Yeah!" The boys seconded it.

I met Kakarot's cheerful gaze with a glowering glare. He looked uncertain for a moment, and I nearly smirked in triumph.

After breakfast, the robots cleared the table and the brats left for school. I rose to go into my Gravity Room.

"Wait!" Kakarot called, standing up.

"....Yes?" I drawled.

I was pleased to see him blush. "Um... I was wondering... if you wanted to..."

"Sometime this year, Kakarot!"

"...Go on a picnic with me?"

Well, that was unexpected, and it was all I could do not to let my jaw drop. Bulma's did, however, and she sat staring at Kakarot, whose eyes were nervously fixed on mine.

"Why the hell would I want to do that?" I snarled.

"Because I packed it special, just for us. I even made your favorite, chocolate torte.. Well, I didn't make it, I found it, but I went all the way to Paris..." He mumbled, causing my cheeks to redden and Bulma's jaw to drop further still.

"NO, Kakarot, I do NOT want to go on a picnic with you! Now leave me alone! I have training to do." With that, I headed to the Gravity Room and began a rigorous routine, ignoring everything else.

He would not disrupt my life any more than he already had. He could beg and plead all he wanted, but I would not allow anything else.

I felt Bulma's prescence long before she knocked on the door, but I ignored her resolutely. She knocked again, and I fired a ki blast at the wall in anger. Why the hell wouldn't they all just leave me alone?! She persisted in knocking, something that she knew irritated me, and finally I turned off the gravity and stalked to the door.

"What do you want, woman?" I snapped.

She had her hands on her hips. "Is that all you have to say for yourself, Vegeta?! Goku planned a nice day for the two of you.. A nice meal and a spar."

"I'm not interested."

"Since when are you not interested in food and fighting?! It's about all you do, anyway." She challenged.

"Since the moron decided to prepare a picnic, complete with a damned chocolate torte!"

"Why?! That IS your favorite! I think it's cute, personally."

"No one's interested in your opinion, woman." I figured that angering her would get her to leave me alone, but I miscalculated this time.

Her eyes turned into blue fire. "Well, no one's interested in you being an asshole all the time! I'm sick of it! I give you a nice place to live... for free, so that you don't have to get a job, and with everything you could possible require! You get to be close to your family, even though you and I are no longer together...I even make sure you get a good, healthy breakfast every morning! Well, I've had enough. You're going to do something for me for once! Go have a damn picnic lunch with Goku, and have a damn good time." She began to stalk off.

"What!" I roared. "You're not making sense, woman! How the hell is my having a picnic with Kakarot doing something for YOU?"

"Because it gets you the hell out of here!" She seethed, not looking back. "And if you don't, I'll turn off your Gravity Room!"

I growled in frustration. Blue-haired bitch!

I sought out Kakarot's ki. It was still in the kitchen. The clown was no doubt finding some more food to fill his bottomless stomach.

Kakarot was bent over, looking in the fridge. He didn't look up when I entered, and I couldn't help but stare at his well-formed ass. Damn that body of his.. I refused to be caught up in those kinds of thoughts, and cleared my throat. "Kakarot."

He stood up and flashed me one of those thousand-watt smiles of his. A watermelon was in his hands. "Hey, Vegeta! Did you decide to join me after all?"

"Something like that." I responded coolly. "Now, where did you intend to take me? Or did you not think enough to plan ahead?"

He looked at me curiously, tilting his head and putting a hand on his head. "What's with the attitude, Vegeta? I just want to have a nice day with you."

"Saiyans don't have nice days together!" I growled, tensing. "We live and breathe fighting, Kakarot, not romance! Or did you forget?"

Again with the strange gaze. It was disconcerting. "As if I could forget what we are, Vegeta. But.. It doesn't have to be all about that. Life should be fun, too."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Fun, Kakarot? Sparring is my idea of 'fun'. Nothing else matters."

"Yeah, we'll do that too. I didn't get a chance to tell you earlier... But I, uh, just meant... Oh, nevermind. Let's just go..." He said, looking hurt. "Bulma said I should bring a watermelon, since I didn't think of it earlier..."

I looked at it distastefully. Watermelons were messy, and nearly all water. I didn't see the point. "Fine, but you can eat it. Now, answer my question. Where?"

"There's this place... It's beautiful, 'Geta. You'll love it!" Already his tone was jovial again. I shook my head, partially in wonder and partially in annoyance. Nothing could keep Kakarot down... He lived in his own little dream world. I could probably tell him I hated him and he'd find a way to cheer himself up in no time.

Of course, I no longer hated him.

Strange, that.

"Um, are you ready?" Kakarot's eyes were fixed on mine.

I shrugged my indifference. It would make the woman happy at least.

We flew off, stopping by his cabin in the woods first to pick up a large basket filled to the brim with various foods. He carried it and I followed him past mountains and hills and valleys and forest and deserts and oceans until...

We reached an island. He landed in a sandy valley between mountains that housed the oddest flora life I had ever seen on this planet. I looked around carefully before landing next to Kakarot. "Where are we?"

"It's a place called Socotra Island," He answered happily. "Isn't it gorgeous?! Someone once told me that most of the life here doesn't grow anywhere else on earth." He squatted beside something that I couldn't decide was a tree or flower. It had thick grey trunks that thinned into pink flowers. "Isn't that cool?"

I looked behind me at a tree with strange, twisting branches. It was.. For a moment my breath caught in my throat. It reminded me of a type of tree I had seen on Vegetasei. I walked over to it unthinkingly and placed a hand on it's trunk, remembering.

"Nice, isn't it?" Kakarot was suddenly beside me. "Utterly unique in every way.. This whole place is. Just like you, Vegeta."

I looked at him. His eyes were filled with honesty, and warmth, and it was suddenly almost too much for me to bear. "Kakarot..."

"Vegeta... I don't want to be alone anymore. You... you have called me a fool for so long, and I know I have been... For how could I not see what was right in front of my eyes? Still... I know now, and I will not fight it anymore. I am yours, heart, body and mind. I am here. And I want you to be mine. I want... us."

Us.

He placed a hand on my cheek, and began stroking it, all the while staring into my eyes with a deep warmth that made me uncomfortable. But his touch.. I had to resist the urge to close my eyes.

Damn him and that body of his, I thought for the second time that day. And then... another thought struck me. Why not? A relationship couldn't be ours, but sex... sex could be fun indeed. Hm, yes.. Fucking Kakarot could certainly be interesting.

I smirked at him. "So, you're trying to seduce me, hmm?"

He laughed, pulling me to him playfully. "Yes."

My smirk widened, and I shoved him a little. "No." He looked confused, and I walked up to him and grabbed his hands, pushing them over his head and him into the tree. "I was thinking more the other way around." He blinked at me, and I captured his lips, making him gasp."You wish to be mine, Kakarot?"

"Yes." I barely heard his whispered response, but I heard his breath hitch as I shifted, holding his arms up over his head with one hand while my other one came down to explore his body. He shivered.

"That, I can allow." I kissed down his jawline and neck, and was pleased to hear his sharp intake of breath. I licked his neck, and streaked kisses up to his soft lips, which he opened for me. Our bodies both began to respond as our lips mashed together briefly, and then I pulled back slightly, much to his disappointment. I felt him tense a little.

"Relax, Kakarot." I chuckled. With my free hand, I grabbed ahold of his jaw and stared into his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere. Not this time."

His eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Really." I pulled his face to mine, and kissed him again. He tried to bring his arms down to wrap around me, but I held them above our heads. "Not yet."

He looked confused, but obediently stopped trying and waited to see what I would do next. I turned my attentions back to his body...which was covered up by that blasted orange gi. "This needs to come off. Now." I suddenly needed to see all of him, and immediately. With my free hand, I ripped all of his gi from him. He let out a surprised sound as it came off, but I ignored it and instead gazed at his broad, muscle-riddled body. Fucking perfection. Could anyone have a more god-like body than you, Kakarot? I trailed a finger down his chest, to which he let out another small, almost pleading sound. I smirked at him, but the effect was lost as his eyes were closed.

My attentions were next drawn to his lower half, and I was surprised to see how very well endowed he was. I reached out with my free hand to touch it, earning me a moan. I began stroking it; gently at first and then harder and faster, while he writhed against the tree, his eyes still closed and his lips parted.

"Geta..."

I kissed him deeply, and finally he climaxed with a yell. And then he opened his eyes and stared at me with his mouth open, almost in disbelief of what I had just done to him. Perhaps Chichi had never done that to him...

"We're not finished yet, Kakarot." I said. "My turn."

"O...kay," He whispered, and tried to bring his arms down again. This time I relented, and soon I was wrapped in his embrace, and he was kissing my neck. I arched into his kisses without thinking about it, and moaned. I felt him smile against my skin, and found myself smiling too.

"Damn you, Kakarot..."

He laughed, and turned us so that I was leaning into the tree, while he undressed me. I looked into his eyes, and saw nothing but love and lust there. But it wasn't enough, and I felt something twist painfully in my stomach. He would not be in charge here. I twisted us so that he was the only one against the tree, and brought my hand down the length of his body to his entrance. He looked confused by the turn of events, but said nothing.

"Don't worry," I said, suddenly wanting to make sure he was comfortable. "This will only hurt at first, and then... Well, then you'll see," I smiled devilishly at him, and he smiled back, closing his eyes again as I stuck a finger in and pulled his legs up around me. He made a little noise, but otherwise didn't complain. After a few moments that felt like forever, I stretched him enough to add a second finger. I gazed into his eyes, making sure he was ready for me. He cried out I entered him. I moved slowly into the tight warmth, making sure he had engulfed me utterly before beginning to thrust deeply. His eyes were tightly closed, and at first he was grunting in pain... but soon, that changed to cries of pleasure as I found his prostate. I began thrusting deeper, harder and faster, closing my eyes as well. His lips found mine, and we kissed each other fiercely as I moved inside him. I moaned into his mouth. Soon, the pressure became too much for me to handle. I came and gasped into his mouth. He joined me a few moments later. For awhile, we just stared at each other, and then he was purring and nuzzling me.

"This was sooo much better than a picnic," He smirked at me, his eyes half-closed.

Yay! Their first time... and my first time writing a scene like that :P I hope it was likeable! Ha, who am I kidding.. of course you liked it ;D

What will happen next to our saiyan lovers? How will Goku react to merely being a sexual partner for the prince? And just why does Vegeta start panicking whenever he isn't in control of the situation? Next time, on (my version of) Dragon Ball Z! Please let me know your thoughts :)