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Chapter 5

Seeking an Answer

Goku stood in his and Vegeta's room, facing his bed. He was wearing nothing but his boxers. When did he get here? He shrugged, ready to get into bed when he noticed something move out of the corner of his eye. He looked over immediately.

"Who's there?" Goku called out. Vegeta emerged from the shadow of the corner of the room. He stood there with a smirk.

"Oh hey Vegeta, you going to sleep now too?" Goku asked. Vegeta ignored Goku. He then pulled his shirt off, revealing his perfectly sculpted body.

"Uh...O-ok..." Goku said with confusion. Vegeta neared the other saiyan.

"Hey Vegeta, your bed is over there..." Goku said pointing to the bed on the opposite side of the room. Again, Vegeta ignored Goku. He now stood right next to the saiyan. He reached over and gently put his hand over one of his cheeks. His hand was warm. Goku's blushed.

"Uh-V-Vegeta..." Goku stammered. He traced his hand down under Goku's chin. Vegeta leaned forward...

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"Whoa Vegeta!" Goku cried out. He shot up out of his seat. He was breathing hard, "..it was just a dream..."

"Goku, you shouldn't be dozing off in class..." Miss. Milton said as she continued writing on the board, not looking at him. He realized he was in class. Wait, class...he looked around to see the whole class was looking at him with confusion. He realized someone else was staring at him. Vegeta. He was gaving him a weird look. Goku blushed and avoided eye contact by looking down at his table. Gohan pulled him down to his seat.

"Dad, c'mon, you're going to get in trouble..." Gohan whispered to Goku. Class continued but Goku couldn't concentrate. He kept looking over at Vegeta. He was casually leaning back on his chair, getting scolded by the teacher to put all four chair legs on the ground but ignoring her. Almost like those bad kids he saw in Degrassi that all the girls liked. It was somewhat funny to Goku. He smiled.

Riiiing!

Goku jumped in his seat. What was that?

Riiiing!

Wait..he knew what it was!

Riiiing!

His phone was ringing!

'Crap...' Goku thought as the phone continued ringing loudly. Kids looked all around the room. The teacher turned around angrily.

"Who's phone is that?" Miss. Milton yelled. Goku took out his phone out ninja like under the table and read the number. Unknown. Of course he wasn't going to answer but how does he turn it off?

"I'm going to call for someone to come and search and confiscate all your phones if the ringing isn't turned of.." Miss. Milton warned. The kids groaned and looked at each other angrily. Each blaming another but luckily for Goku, no one was looking in his direction.

'Dammit how do you do it?' Goku thought to himself, 'Urgh!'

He tightened his grip on the phone. Crack! Snap! The phone broke into several pieces, each hitting the ground silently.

"Ooops..." Goku said quietly to himself. Gohan looked down at what used to be Goku's phone in surprise.

"...Um..." was all Gohan could say. He looked at Goku who grinned in response. Gohan smiled and laughed a bit, "wow dad...Bulma isn't going to be happy..."

Goku's face turned into one of horrible realization.

"Oh no! She's going to kill me!" Goku yelled, catching the attention of the class once again.

*After School*

"An I phone isn't cheap ya know!" Bulma yelled at Goku. Goku sat on the couch of Bulma's living room. She stood in front of Goku, hands at her hips.

"But you aren't poor either..." Goku added with an innocent smile. Bulma glared at him.

"You got that right! But I'm not a rich snob that throws money away either. I use my money for investing in my projects!" Bulma said a bit more calmly. Then the noise of breaking glass sounded from the kitchen.

"Vegeta! That's the third plate you've broken! I'll make some more food later!" Bulma yelled in the direction of the crash. Vegeta walked out of the kitchen.

"Damn slow cooking woman..." Vegeta muttered as he laid on the couch, back to the two of them. Bulma sighed.

"Okay, seriously Goku, be more careful with this one..." Bulma said as she handed Goku another phone. Same as the other one, it was a white I phone.

"Bulma, you seem so much like mother..." Goku laughed.

"Better not mean my age..." Bulma muttered as she walked away. Goku looked down at the new phone and put it away in his pocket. He then turned on the TV and watched some cooking channel for few minutes.

"Urgh!" Goku groaned angrily. He was going to make himself hungrier than he already was. He looked over at Vegeta. His back was still turned to Goku.

"Hey Vegeta..." Goku called out to him. Vegeta didn't move, "Geez, why are you ignoring me?"

Silence. Goku got up and walked right over to him. He could now see that he was sleeping. He was breathing steadily and silently. His face didn't have that glare he always wore rather it looked soft and serene. This brought a smile to Goku's face. Vegeta snuggled his face into the pillow his head rested on. His hair didn't even get messed up during that. Goku stared at Vegeta's hair, eyes widened. He was going to do it! He was going to touch it! It was rather forbidden to touch the prince's hair. He always hated it when people tried to and no one tried to anymore after he made it clear that no one was allowed. Not even Bulma or Trunks! Goku held in his laughter. He knew it was going to be his own personal hilarious memory.

He reached for it. He felt it. Silky soft. Silky soft? Wait, was this right? He looked over and he was indeed touching his hair but how was it this soft? It was freaking baby hair soft! This rough and rugged guy had the softest hair imaginable! Goku continued to stroke it, smiling. He was actually having fun. He then laughed a bit too loudly. Vegeta moaned and Goku quickly pulled his hand away and dove to the couch and sat down. He quickly took out his phone and just looked down at it with the screen on.

Vegeta sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked over at Goku. Goku could feel Vegeta's eyes on him but he kept his composure and kept looking down at the phone, casually touching the screen as if he was selecting something.

"That woman already gave you a new phone?" Vegeta asked. Goku looked over and nodded, "Clumsy idiot...you should be more responsible with those kinds of things..."

"I am responsible." Goku pouted. Vegeta combed his hand through his hair and Goku took notice. He tried to hold in his laugh but couldn't. Silky hair was all he could think and it was hilarious to him! Vegeta gave him a weird look.

"Woman! There's nothing to do!" Vegeta shouted. No reply.

"I think Bulma left..." Goku said. Vegeta tsked.

"Kakarot, there's nothing to do..." Vegeta said with boredom in his tone. Goku looked over at Vegeta.

"You can watch TV or eat..." Goku suggested a bit shyly. Vegeta smirked.

"Let's spar. We haven't had a good fight since your brat turned us into some brats too..." Vegeta said, "It's been a while since I kicked your ass..."

Goku smiled.

"Kay!" Goku replied.

*In the training room*

Vegeta was setting up the gravity setting of the training room as Goku just stood in the middle of the room looking around at the room.

Bleep

Goku looked over to see Vegeta leaning on the machine, reading the screening and messing with a few buttons. His eyes wandered, eying his body carefully, taking in every detail.

'What the hell am I doing?' Goku though to himself and looked away blushing.

"Let's go!" Vegeta's voice echoed. Goku looked at him to see he was pulling off his shirt.

"W-what are you doing?" Goku stuttered nervously. This reminded him of his dream too much!

"Taking off my shirt. That woman gets mad when I ruin my clothes and decides not to cook for me..." Vegeta explained as he threw his shirt on the machine, "Let's go Kakarot!"

"R-right!" Goku said with a nervous smile. Vegeta then launched himself at Goku with a ready fist. Goku stood his ground, ready to dodge him at the last second but the chance never came. Goku didn't move at all. He just kept staring at Vegeta and got a face full of Vegeta's fist. He was sent flying back against the wall, leaving a dent.

"Come on Kakarot, are you even trying?" Vegeta taunted with a smirk. Goku rubbed his head in pain and got up.

"Sorry, I wasn't concentrating..." Goku responded.

"No kidding..." Vegeta replied.

"Hey Vegeta, I don't think I'm in the mood...er-I mean to spar!" Goku said. Vegeta glared at him.

"Fine. Leave then...you probably wouldn't of even made me work up a sweat..." Vegeta replied. Goku immediately left the training room and walked down the hall.

"Seriously, what is wrong with me? Why am I thinking all these weird thoughts of Vegeta?" Goku said to himself as he continued down the hallway.

"Who knows a lot about being a teenager?" Goku asked himself. One person came to mind.

Gohan.

-Chapter end-

I enjoyed typing the class scene! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did thinking it! XD

Fight scene sucked! Not my strongest suit...need to somehow work a bedroom scene in there but you know they'll be one juicy one eventually! :3

Anyway, please review! This chapter was too long and i think a bit rushed! DX