Ok people!! A new chapter! Yey…. But … I would really like to know... WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU WHO ARE READING THIS FIC AND NOT BLOODY COMMENTING!! *cough* Well… please comment people, even if you don't like it. It gives me inspiration!!!!!! (Hmm maybe you aren't commenting because there is no sex!!!!OMGGGGG!!!!) Ok, well here is chapter 4.

Chapter 4: Can't shake this feeling that I have.

Slipping on his boots Goku stood up and stretched. Today was going to be a long, long day. Trunks had spoken to him earlier in the week and had asked him to check on his father and make sure that everything was ok with him. This was the first time in Goku's life that he really didn't want to do something. He loved talking to Vegeta, but today, he felt it would cause more harm than good. Letting out a loud sigh Goku grabbed his light jacket from off the back of his bedroom door and walked out into the hallway. His house was so silent. Ever since Gohan and Goten moved out the noise and fun levels in the house had completely died down. ChiChi had aged so much and could barely do anything with Goku anymore. He hated it. He hated looking at her seeing how ugly she became. He hated how her food didn't taste as good as it normally did.

"What the heck was I thinking?!" Goku screamed. He loved ChiChi. Why would he be thinking such horrible things? That just was not in his nature. He had never once in his life thought that ChiChi was ugly or that her cooking wasn't up to par. Blinking, he wondered where that thought came from. Shaking his head he proceeded to walk down the hallway and into his living room. He picked up his cell phone from off the coffee table and headed straight for the door when he felt something weird. He felt Vegeta's ki right outside his front door.

"That's strange" he thought. Opening the door he saw no one other than the great Saiyan Prince himself. Goku raised an eyebrow. Sheepishly putting his hand behind his head in a very "Goku esque" fashion, he smiled.

"Uh, hey Vegeta! What are you doing here?"

The Prince rolled his eyes and shifted his weight from one foot to another. "I…uh… ahh to hell with it" He managed to get out before taking to the sky. He didn't get far before Goku appeared right in front of him.

"Vegeta, don't leave. I was actually heading out to come see you" he confessed. As if to show proof he pointed to his outfit and his jacket. "You see?"

Vegeta shook his head. Kakarot was such a baka. Sometimes Vegeta wished he'd asked the eternal dragon to give Kakarot a brain, since he was so desperately lacking one. 'Oh well' he thought. 'Kakarot wanted to talk about something. And I have nothing to do, so I might as well entertain this fool'

Goku stood and watched as Vegeta's facial expressions changed a few times right in front of him. Goku could tell that Vegeta was arguing within himself. Maybe today wasn't a good day to talk to him about what trunks wanted him to talk to Vegeta about. Maybe he should wait until the prince felt a little better. Goku raised an eyebrow at the display of Vegeta. He was chewing on his lower lip and had his hands were in pockets. Goku had to admit he had never seen Vegeta act in such a way. It seemed as if Vegeta was a little distressed. 'Well, this is awkward. I better just invite him in and then we can eat, because this awkward silence is killing me.' Goku thought.

"Well, seeing as how you are already here come in. Let's get something to eat! I'm starving" Goku laughed. He was waiting for a comment from Vegeta complaining about how Goku was already hungry, but that comment never came. Goku shrugged it off and moved to the side allowing Vegeta passage. Vegeta walked into the Son household and immediately became bored. There were pictures of Goten, ChiChi, Goku and Gohan almost everywhere. Some of the pictures were in frames on the walls, some were in frames on the coffee table, and others were falling out of a huge book sitting on the sofa. The book looked as if it contained hundreds of photographs and Vegeta silently wondered where in the hell did they have so much time to be able to take all these photographs. 'Oh well, who cares' he thought. He knew that he certainly didn't. Photographs were a waste of time. Rolling his eyes Vegeta made his way to the kitchen. He was hungry. And he was tired. He sighed when he realized that Goku still wanted to talk to him about something. 'Ugh!!! I am going to end up being here for all eternity because Kakarot doesn't know how to keep a story short.' Vegeta mentally screamed. Something was telling him that he should leave because something wasn't right, but once again his pride got the best of him.

"What doesn't feel right is me being in this small ass house!" Vegeta complained, this time out loud.

"My small ass house?" Goku asked.

Vegeta was so thankful that his back was to Kakarot, because he couldn't see how embarrassed he currently was. Thinking quickly on his feet Vegeta countered. Turning around Vegeta screamed "Damn fucking right!! Your small ass house. I can hardly breathe in here! Ugh!"

"Really? I thought you would like a house that you didn't have to fly in order to reach the ceiling" Goku shot back with feigned innocence. That made the prince angry. 'How dare he!!!! HOW BLOODY DARE HE!!'

"You son of a bitch!" Vegeta snarled He could not believe that Kakarot had just said that.

"Kami Vegeta, get a grip ok? I'm just joking. I should have a chance to make a joke about you every now and then seeing as how you are FOREVER making fun of me"

Vegeta took some time to let what Goku said sink in. He was right. Ever since Vegeta first touched down on earth he had never stopped making fun of Goku or calling him out of his name. 'Fine' he thought.

"Fine Kakarot, have your fun" Vegeta stated and took a seat at the island counter. "You say that you need to talk to me… yet you have said nothing. You said we should eat… yet you have prepared nothing. Is this some type of joke?" Vegeta questioned.

"Oh yea! I almost totally forgot about that. Um, what I have to say can really wait until after we get something to eat. I feel like I am about to die here. So what are you in the mood for having?" Goku asked politely.

Vegeta thought about it for a second. Then answered. "Pasta"

After eating take out, since Goku couldn't cook worth a damn and Vegeta refused to, the duo sat in the living room in complete silence. Goku bit his nails while Vegeta proceeded to tap his foot on the carpeted floor. Goku thanked Kami that his living room was carpeted otherwise he would have surely told Vegeta to cut that shit out. Goku gasped at his thoughts. What the hell was going on with him? His head was really hurting. He didn't understand why, he didn't do a lot of thinking today. Today he just seemed so out of it. He didn't know where these thoughts were coming from and frankly he didn't like it. The silence was killing him. Someone had to say something. Right after thinking that Vegeta coughed and began to clear his throat.

"Kakarot, don't you have something that you want to speak to me about?"

Rubbing his temples Goku began "You know Vegeta, I think that for both of our sakes that we both speak about this tomorrow because suddenly I really don't feel too good" He winced. His head was really starting to hurt to the point where he was getting nauseous

"What's wrong with you" Vegeta asked trying not to sound concerned at all. Goku shrugged.

"I just don't really feel like my normal self. I think that I just need to lie down."

"So go to sleep, when you wake up we can talk about it… I mean you made it sound like it's something that needed to be addressed as soon as possible. And I am not leaving until you tell me what you really needed to speak to me about. So I suggest that you go and take your nap and when you wake up you tell me. I will be training outside." After his little speech Vegeta turned to leave when Goku's voice stopped him.

Sighing loudly he began. "Vegeta look, I really don't feel good ok? I think that we should talk tomorrow. Just respect that! Please!" He complained.

Sensing that Goku was going through something the older Sayian decided to back down.

"Fine Kakarot. Be a baby and cry because you have a little fucking headache. I could care less if you have a tumor in you occipital lobe! I am leaving now. Whatever it was that you had to tell me, keep it to your damn self" With that, Vegeta walked off in a huff.

'What the hell was that about? He always gets a attitude when he doesn't have his way. I swear sometimes he is worse than a chibi' Goku mentally complained.

Turning and walking down the hallway to his room, Goku suddenly felt very cold. The cold only lasted for about twenty seconds but it was still long enough to make Goku really concerned about his own health.

"What is going on with me?" Goku breathed. "I'm out of breath already? Oh no, please don't tell me that the heart virus I had has come back. Trunks told me that antidote would cure me!" Laying down on his bed Goku was glad he told Vegeta to meet with him tomorrow. He really wasn't feeling too good. His heart was beating so loud and hard he could feel it in his head and to top it off his chest hurt. Suddenly he stopped breathing and started choking. 'OH NO' he thought. 'This cannot be happening' Still choking, Goku got up and tried to make it to his kitchen phone. Managing to dial the number to Vegeta's room Goku's breathing came to a halt. He had come to terms with it. He was dying.

A/N : ok ok people!!! I know that you guys are really probably confused. But I promise you that you will understand by the next chapter. Just please keep in mind that this story has a twist to it. It is not your everyday GokuxVegeta yaoi. Okkkkkk now with that said .. COULD YOU PLEASE BLOODY REVIEW. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK IS GOING TO HAPPEN… WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO HAPPEN .. ASK ME QUESTIONS .. well .. thanks to all those who are reading my fic. I would like to give a special thanks to : Laurie, Miako6 (your comments keep me going ^_^) and Pallyndrome .THANKS YOU GUYS !!!!!