EDIT 9/28/10: Fixed the dialog spacing so it's easier to read.
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Vegeta flew through the forest, dodging trees and secretly hoping that he would dry off some before he got to the Son's house. As he approached the house, he heard all of the adults before he saw them. Wrinkling his nose at all of the noise they were making, he swiftly landed and kept walking, heading for the front door, pretending not to hear the questions (more drunkenly than not) thrown at him.
Bulma was chatting with ChiChi when she noticed Vegeta advancing towards them. She cocked a slender eyebrow at him, and put down the drink in her hand.
"Hey, you're supposed to be at the lake watching—" She stopped and stared as he strode past her. "You're soaked." She commented matter-of-factly.
Vegeta ignored her and took the stairs 2 at a time. He went straight to Goku and ChiChi's room and began to through their dresser. "Kakarrot's got to have a pair of swim trunks in here somewhere…" He grumbled.
With a quiet 'a-ha', Vegeta pulled out a pair of dark blue trunks with a black stripe running down the side of each leg. He quickly peeled off his wet, and quite possibly ruined, suit and let it fall to the floor.
He pulled on the trunks, gathered up his clothes, and ran back down the stairs. He didn't exactly know why he was in such a rush, but he was going to make Piccolo pay for ruining his suit.
Bulma almost spewed her beer all over ChiChi when Vegeta walked out the front door. Both she and ChiChi stared at the Saiyan Prince. His 24/7 hour training in the Gravity Chamber was easily discernable now that he didn't have so many clothes on. There wasn't an ounce of fat on his body.
Vegeta dropped his clothes in a damp pile at Bulma's feet.
"Watch that for me." He drawled.
Without another word, he turned and took off in the direction of the lake. The women gawked after him. ChiChi chuckled, a little tipsy, and pushed Bulma playfully.
"No wonder you fucked him."
Bulma gasped and turned beet red.
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"AGAIN AGAIN!" Goten giggled. Piccolo chuckled and picked up the small boy.
"Only once more."
"THEN ME!" insisted Trunks.
"Yes, then you. Then I'm done, understand?" Piccolo smiled. The boys pouted but agreed.
Piccolo threw Goten up in the air as far as he could. The demi-Saiyan shrieked with excitement as he crashed head-first into the lake. He came back up laughing and splashing. Gohan and Mirai looked on with silent amusement as Piccolo pried Trunks off of his purple trunks and slung him into the sky.
Trunks hit the water a little ways from where Goten was floating. They giggled and splashed each other while Piccolo waded over to Gohan and Mirai.
"I wish I had as much pent-up energy as they do." Piccolo chuckled. Gohan laughed.
"Getting old, sensei?"
Piccolo shoved his former student, causing him to lose his footing and go under. Mirai busted out laughing at his friend.
"I'd tell you to go soak your head, but it seems you've beaten me to it." Piccolo snorted. Mirai continued to laugh even when Gohan re-emerged from the clear lake.
"Oh shut up." Gohan stuck his tongue out childishly. "Hey, I think your dad's back, man."
Sure enough, when the 5 occupants of the lake turned and looked in the direction Gohan indicated, they could feel Vegeta's ki coming rapidly towards them.
Vegeta touched down on the bank of the lake, standing almost exactly in where he had previously been. He had his fists on his hips, a devious smirk played on his lips. He locked gazes with Piccolo.
Piccolo didn't hold the gaze for long. He soon found himself staring at the Saiyan Prince, unable to stop his eyes from traveling over every inch of Vegeta's body, taking every detail.
Vegeta's body was nearly flawless, except for the numerous scars that decorated his milky white skin. Vegeta was every bit the warrior he claimed to be. Piccolo was thankful for his regenerative powers. He always complained about getting scars. Vegeta, however, showed them off with pride.
"To me, scars are a grim reminder that life is not always kind, and that it can, and will be, cruel." He had once said to Piccolo during one of their rare conversations.
"Something the matter, Namek?" Vegeta's cool voice cut through Piccolo's train of thought. He maintained his composure and smirked.
"Nothing at all."
"Where'd you get the trunks, Father?" Mirai asked curiously.
He smiled. "I borrowed them from Kakarrot." Mirai raised a skeptic eyebrow.
"You didn't ask him, did you…" Vegeta waved his hand.
"I don't need to ask him for anything."
Trunks giggled. "YAY Father's coming into the lake!"
Goten giggled along with him. "YAY!" He screamed.
There was that devious smirk. It made Piccolo suspicious.
"Oh I'm not coming in… Not yet." He spoke slowly, dangerously.
Piccolo took the bait cautiously. "Why not? Afraid to get wet, Your Highness?"
Vegeta's smirk widened into a Cheshire grin. "Are you?"
Mirai gasped. "EVERYBODY MOVE!" He and Gohan picked up Goten and Trunks and got out of the way.
Piccolo didn't react fast enough.
Vegeta shot a powerful ki blast into the center of the lake, sending out waves in all directions. Piccolo got caught up in a large one and got slammed into the bank. Vegeta busted out laughing and doubled over, falling hard on his ass.
Piccolo broke the surface and glared at the Prince, who was now laughing so hard that he was almost crying.
Mirai watched his father in awe. "I've never seen Father laugh so much." Trunks nodded in agreement.
Gohan shrugged. "Too much to drink?" Goten giggled again.
"I dunno. I'd laugh too. Piccolo-sama looks pretty angry."
Piccolo did, indeed, look angry to everyone else, but Vegeta saw his smile. Before he could pick himself up, Piccolo threw his arm out, grasped the Prince around the ankle, and forcefully pulled him into the water.
With a very un-Princely shriek, Vegeta crashed into Piccolo and they both flew into the water. Seeing that the danger had passed, the four boys floating above the water re-entered the water and watched with amusement as Piccolo and Vegeta continued to wrestle and drench each other in the icy lake.