That's Our Personal Buisness

Awkwardly Vegeta drank his apple cider and looked around the outside party, one of Kakarot's many family members was celebrating, only God knows what, he just told him to get ready. But if he had known that Kakarot would leave him with the elderly part of the family to be with hIs cousins, talking about bullshit and laughing, then he would've rather stayed back home.

"Eleanor, I'm sorry but I have to use the restroom." He smiled kindly at Kakarot's auntie who was his grandmother's youngest sister and who everyone called "Nana."

It was interesting listening about her deceased husband, how they both met in their homeland, falling in love instantly, but not being able to date in that time, they would secretly send each other love letters with the risk of getting caught, apparently in an "antiquated" family the youngest could not marry before the oldest, who at the time was Kakarot's grandmother, Nana would have to stay with her mother and look after her until she passed away.

Vegeta smiled to himself, she had broken the rules, running away at the age of fifteen with the man she loved and forming a beautiful family, while her sister married a wealthy man who she never loved but did have fourteen children with, the youngest being Gine, Kakarot's mother who too broke her strict mother's rules and married the town's fisher. He thanked Gine for making such a handsome son, but what caught him off guard was when Nana mentioned them being more than just fishers but not going any farther than that.

"Damn it, I won't be able to sleep all week." Vegeta stood close to the table that was loaded with snacks and drinks.

"Vegeta, is it?"

At the mention of his name, he met with none other than with Krilin, Mr. Son's lawyer and best friend.

"Yes."

"Well, well, we finally get to meet! I've heard many things about you, Goku told me."

"Really?" Vegeta uncomfortably turns to the table and pokes some of the food "did he say g-good or bad things?"

"You tell me, he mentioned how good you are...moving your hips."

Vegeta paled completely, he felt as if someone had knocked the wind right out of him, how could he speak about something so intimate? How dare he! Furious and humiliated emotions made his mouth grow dry and his hands shake, his eyelashes trembling with tears, he turned his head away.

Kakarot enjoyed humiliating him to get him hard to get, but now this...

"Oh? Well that's nice."

"Yeah I mean, don't worry just..." Krilin chuckles and checks Vegeta's clothing noticing his rosy nipples from the thin long sleeved shirt over his body.

"Just what?"

"Don't forget to count me in, you can't deny me since you owe Goku a good amount of money for everything he's done for you."

"Anytime." Vegeta spat disgusted.

Quickly he made his way upstairs and closes the door to the bathroom, first admiring how elegant a room to shit could be, then sliding down to his bottom and holding his knees to his chest, he sobbed silently onto them.

Who was he kidding? This life didn't belong to him, he was barrowing bits of Kakarot's, this wasn't what he was used to, drinking champagne, all the Gucci clothes, eating in restaurants where the food was as expensive as fuck, V.I.P passes, riding in cars he never thought he would, no this wasn't him, he was the type to drink cheap beer and buying clothes for a dollar, eating fast food with his friends and family members, having a good time with them, not aware of Kakarot's existence and being happy for that, watching his favorite bands on television, taking the subway, all normal and calm.

But fate decided to put Mr. Son in his path and now he was stupidly clinging onto his hand, forgetting who he really was, he always knew that there was going to be a love in his life, so strong that would destroy him completely and in the end he would love only by pieces.

He felt so stupid and embarrassed.

The trip back home was silent and awkward, Vegeta didn't turn on the radio and sing along to the music, neither did he play with the window presses the button to make it go up then down, they had left the party early by Vegeta's order, hearing his voice break made Kakarot give in.

"Vegeta, why haven't you touched your food?" Kakarot asks drinking some wine to wash the food down.

"I'm not hungry."

"You're always hungry, tell me what's wrong."

Vegeta stands knocking the chair back and slams his small palm to Kakarot's cheek, making a blissful slapping sound echo off the walls, it was enough.

"How dare you speak of something so intimate! As if it were as common as taking a walk! He spoke to me as if I was some whore!"

Kakarot presses the back of his hand to his cheek feeling the skin hot and stinging, blue eyes glaring at Vegeta and having his own soul gored by the dark orbs that sparkled with tears, they quickly trickled down his cheeks and fell off his chin, back then watching the young male cry was an amusing display, but now it shook him and made his chest swell with guilt.

"You're upset."

"No shit, Sherlock!" Vegeta furiously wipes his tears away making new ones fall off his eyelashes.

Kakarot raised to his feet when the boy grabbed his puppy and walked out the house waiting for the elevator, was he really? Leaving him? Impossible, quickly he followed behind him, trying not to make a scandal with the neighbors.

"Vegeta, come back inside."

"No."

Kakarot sighs, the neighbors were watching them, he leaned to Vegeta and whispered as gentle as he could.

"Please, don't leave."

Vegeta's bottom lip quivered, this man was impossible, the look in his eyes was hard to read since they were emotionless, the tone in his voice echoed with half ass feelings, someone who loved another wouldn't care that others were looking and would spill their heart out with words of apology and stripping the soul, no matter how fucked up the relationship was, he wanted him to at least. Lie, fake love to make him stay, but with Kakarot that was something off his list.

He would probably just strip his body and make him forget with a carress knowing it would work.