Past To future

Just to say, to my critics. IF YOU DON\'T LIKE THE DAMNED GRAMMAR IN MY STORY, YOU CAN READ SOMETHING ELSE. I DID NOT CREAT THIS STORY TO PLEASE ENGLISH TEACHERS! I WROTE THIS STORY IN A STYLE WHERE GRAMMAR, AND PUNCTUATION AREN\'T ALWAYS THE MOST INPORTANT THINGS! DO YOUR HOMEWORK! EVEN STEPHIN KING NOVELS HAVE TYPOS AND GRAMMATICAL ERRORS! None of us are perfect. and to Chibi Vegeta, you\'re obviously trying an underhanded approach to asking me if you can bete my writing. If you wanted that privilege, you should have asked me to my face so I could have told you—FUCK NO—to your face.


THE GREAT AKAIKO: I have warned you, and I will warn you again!

THIS CONTAINS MALE ON MALE RELATION SHIPS AS WELL AS MEN RAPING OTHER MEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The ages of the characters are as followed

As of right now

Napa: 45
Raditzu: 30
Vegeta: 19
Goku: 18

The language in this story is MINE, and MINE alone. PLEASE do not repeat it, make your own, it isn’t that hard. Every one already has a language of their own. It’s called body language, writing style, dialect, what ever the hell you want call it. SO don’t STEAL MINE!

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I held his petite form against mine, savoring the heat of his naked flesh pressed against mine. I had never thought that anything could feel so good, or so right. “Vegetaaahhh,” I moan softly, and his questing lips came up to capture mine again. Once when I had actually felt something for Chichi, we used to kiss like this, but Vegeta was so much better than Chichi had ever been. Groaning, I curl my fingers into his soft hair.

His small hands were trailing over my chest, drawing noises from me that I had never thought I could make. He broke our passionate kiss, gazing down at me with love filled eyes. “So…do you still insist that this was a mistake?” He asked me, his voice thick, and overflowing with lust. I had never thought that a man like this would even glance at me with such feelings in his eyes. Dragging him back down I purr, kissing him breathless.

I hear Napa and Raditzu stir to our right and I pause, looking towards their bed. They appeared to be fast asleep still and I had to smirk, they could sleep through anything couldn’t they? I did have qualms about doing this, no matter how good it felt, Gohan was so close. What if he woke up and saw his father in such a compromising position, with a guy no less.

However, Vegeta had insisted, pulling the blankets up over us. I had to admit, it was…thrilling. His small hands had wondered down to grasp my erection once more, and I groan again, rotating my hips into his hands. Oh kami I loved this. Chichi had never touched me like this.

“You’ve not answered me yet, Kakkarot.” He purred in my ear and I couldn’t for the life of me remember what he had asked. He didn’t seem to mind that I haven’t answered him yet, his mouth was slipping down over my chest, finding spots that had me writhing silently on the bed below him. Suddenly his touches disappeared and I found myself eagerly awaiting the next glorious sensation he was to give me. When I felt a hot wet mouth close around me, I chock out a soft cry, my eyes slipping closed. What cruel, sweet pleasure he was bringing me! AH, the desperation was growing and I found myself fisting my hands in his hair, pumping madly up into his wonderful mouth.

He didn’t seem to mind at all and I bit back a cry, my orgasm claiming me fast.


“Vegeta!” I gasp, sitting up in the dark. Vegeta was laying beside me, not between my legs and I was still fully clothed, and feeling a good deal dirty down south. It had all been a…dream. One hell of a dream. Glancing to Vegeta I saw that he was still as far away from me as he could get, pressed against the wall, his back to me.

Everything suddenly came back to me, and I realized what I had just dreamt about. Shivering, I felt like crying, what was wrong with me? Vegeta was my friend, Vegeta was a guy, why was I thinking of him as anything more! Why had I kissed him earlier tonight!? Everything was so WRONG!

Glancing to Vegeta again, I sigh sadly—why did it have to feel so right being with him? I really think I spooked him when I kissed him, he hadn’t even hit me like I had thought he would. Sighing, I ran a shaky hand through my hair. “What a dream,” I breath, climbing out of bed. It wasn’t the first time I had had a wet dream, but I had never thought I would have one about another…man. The fact that it was about Vegeta had me feeling a little more than worried.

Leaving the slight warmth of my Grandpa’s house, I went around back to the tub that I had installed shortly after I had gotten married. I used to slip back here to train, then take a nice long soak and get away when I was feeling stressed. This was one of those times, I was feeling beyond stressed. Stripping, I climbed into the tub, shivering slightly before I sank up to my neck in the hot water. This tub had been built over a hot spring, that was why it was always hot in here, and I was thankful for it. I didn’t feel like heating water for my bath.

Closing my eyes, I tried not to think about the dream I had just had. I knew that when Vegeta awoke, he would take one look into my eyes and know at once that I had been dreaming about him doing unspeakable things to me. What was I going to tell him when he started to yell? What could I tell him without getting backhanded? That I found myself falling for him the more I spent time with him? He would not like that at all, hell, I didn’t even like the thoughts that were running through my mind.

Good Kami, was I really falling for him? I hardly knew him! He had just arrived last night and here I was having nasty thoughts about him! I was going to hell for sure.

“Kakkarot?” I nearly jump out of my skin before I realized that it was only Napa.

“Oh, hello.” I reply quite cheerfully, whishing I could disappear, I didn’t want to talk to any one right now.

“What’s wrong? Can’t sleep?” He asked me and I sheepishly nod my head. “Me either. I never could when there was a cub in our bed. That boy of yours sure does like to cuddle, he keeps curling up on my chest and purring, its driving me nuts.”

I almost laughed, yep, that was my Gohan alright, a snuggle bug. I used to take him camping, until Chichi had squashed that. We always shared the same sleeping back and he would curled up against me and fall asleep every chance he got. Just remembering those times had me forgetting my problems.

“So, why can’t you get to sleep,” He asked me, coming to lean against the edge of the pool. At once, I felt my face heat up.

“I-I’d rather not talk about it.” I say, but he was chuckling where he stood at my side.

“Must have been one hell of a dream, Raditzu heard you moaning from where he lay. At first he thought you and our little prince were up to no good. Got him a bit hot under the collar, if you know what I mean.” Napa said, his big hand coming to rest upon my shoulder. “Then he realized that you were asleep and got me up when you leapt out of bed and left. Wanted me to talk to you, he has the funniest idea that there‘s something wrong.”

I closed my eyes against the growing sadness, trying not to cry. I was such a pig and now Raditzu and Napa knew…they’d probably tell their prince. The tears started to fall despite my disgust with them.

“What’s wrong boy?” He asked me and he forces me to look him in the eye. “Why you crying you little punk?”

“I…I’m just so confused right now. I feel so dirty…dreaming about Vegeta that way…he‘s my friend…and…and he‘s a guy.” I confess to him. There was no point in trying to hide the fact that I had just dreamt about Vegeta like that.

“Confused about what? You want to fuck Vegeta senseless, don’t you? It‘s only natural to dream about it if you aren‘t getting it. You wouldn‘t believe how many dreams I had about my mate while I was in space, away from him.”

I gape at the large Saiyan.

“Look, our race is a very open race when it comes to sexuality, sex, mating, and relationships in general. If you were on the home world, you would be encouraged to participate in the Matting Festival and you’d be encouraged even more to chase after the prince. You’re very strong, and despite the fact that you were born to a third class family, the king would have gladly have offered his son to you. You’re a prime piece of tail.” He said, giving my shoulder a squeeze.

“Mind if I join you boys?” I turn my attention to the shadowy man who was walking up, it was my brother, thank god. Napa had to be crazed to be saying things like this to me, Raditzu would surely give me better advice.

“You‘r upsetting Kakkarot, baka.” Raditzu accused, before turning to give me a sly look. Now I really did wish I would disappear. What had I been thinking? My brother was involved with Napa, why would his words be any different? They were practically the same person with the way they shares thoughts and ideas.

“Hush you,” Napa said and I start to sink down into the water, hoping the two wouldn’t notice. “The boy’s feeling bad enough as it is. I don‘t see how I can make it worse.”

“Oh…” Raditzu looked troubled, “I’m sorry to hear that. I thought you and Vegeta were…happy together. What did happen?”

“W-well” I splutter sitting back up.

“I see,” Raditzu said, ~Use your bond Brother, it is easier to talk through.~

I nod, understating at once that Raditzu had gotten the idea of what had happened tonight through our mental link. ~ Raditzu, I don’t know what to do. I mean, I kissed him, and he didn’t seem mad about it at all! Hell, he kissed me back…then I have this dream…I just don’t know what to do! It isn‘t right to feel this way about another man…~

~Of course you know what to do. You just don’t know how to go about it.~ Raditzu told me. ~I don’t know what you’ve been taught on this back water planet, but for our people, it is VERY right to love another man…our population is almost 99% male.~

“Like I said before, you want to fuck Vegeta senseless…” Napa said, rolling his eyes when he got a sharp glare from his mate. “You just don’t know how to tell Vegeta or even how to express your desires. It’s easy, just throw him down and fuck him! It always works with Raditzu.”

“NAPA!” My brother exclaimed, and I saw his cheeks heating up. He turned his attention back to me, “Look Kakkarot.” ~ Most Siayans hardly know each other when they bond for life. Believe it or not, we choose our mates by strength, smell, and more importantly by looks. I know it sounds crude and primitive, almost animalistic, but…that is how we do it. I am a little more than sure that you two are made for each other. I can tell it when you look him in the eye, Kakkarot, that you want his approval more than anything. You know…when he gets frustrated with you, it isn’t because of anything you’ve actually done. If you had a bond with him as I do, you’d see…he is only frustrated because he is looking for a mate and…well obviously his body is telling him that it is you but his brain is telling him that you are a retard and not worth his time. He is being a stuck up bastard, he isn’t following his instincts and neither are you.~

Napa looked at his mate and there was silence for a moment before Raditzu continued, ~Napa wants me to show you something.~

I was surprised when something like a mental move began to play out before my eyes. ~Raditzu was small, maybe no older than seven and he was facing off against one of the strongest warriors in the school he went to. The guy was huge, burly and mean, but Raditzu didn’t seem to be afraid. No, he had a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach, something that made him want to fight this guy.~ I suddenly realize that the guy in my mental movie was actually Napa, who had quite a lot of hair back then. ~Without warning, the sides changed and I was seeing through someone else’s eyes. It was Napa, looking down at a little ragamuffin Raditzu. Desire pelted through me, stronger than anything I had ever felt before. Who’s emotions were these? Napa’s?~

“Don’t you see? I wanted to molest Raditzu the first day I saw him. Something about the way he looked, the way he fought…even though he was a weak, third class warrior. I knew…I had to have this boy. I restrained my desire, but I couldn’t help but beat the shit out of him every chance I got. Then I graduated from that fighting school…and I lost track of him. If it hadn’t been for that…Raditzu’s first heat would have seen us bonded.

~From an early age, we begin looking for a mate, Kakkarot. I may not have known it then, but I had chosen Napa that day. I had tried dating many other boys and even the few girls that lived in our town, but I never felt…right with any one else. Then Napa and I met again and…well, we tried to be colleagues, then we tried being just friends, but that failed miserably. We couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. Even if it was just touches, wrestling and fighting…eventually our need for contact grew beyond this, we had to have each other and that night, he took me to bed. A few months latter, I went into heat and we bonded forever.~

“So, in other words, you can either throw Vegeta down and fuck him like mad, and save yourself a whole lot of heart ache in the future, or you can wait until one of you goes into heat and it will happen any ways. If you wait…you may think that it was just your lust and hormones…that brought you together, not your instincts. You’ll end up unhappy.” Napa said, it was almost surprising to realize that they were reading each other’s mind even as my brother spoke to me mentally. It really was as if they were one person.

~We can leave, take Gohan with us until you’re done, I can see that you are worried about matting around the boy.~

I know I was blushing profusely, this may be my culture they were explaining to me, but it didn’t feel right to me. ~No, I’m fine Raditzu, but if you could tell me what a heat is…~ I tell my brother and he shrugged his shoulders.

~I will tell you latter, I promise, but anyway…if that is what you decide you want to do.~ He said, ~Me and Napa are going to go…uh. ~

I can see everything that was about to happen out in the forest behind my house and I blush even worse than before. “Uh, okay…have…fun,” I say wishing they would just go, I didn’t like looking at them while, those, sorts of images were flooding my mind. It made me feel uncomfortable even as the images of them were slowly being replaced by images of me and Vegeta doing the same unspeakable things to each other.

When they had finally disappeared from sight, I let myself slip under the hot water, letting it sooth every last inch of me. Maybe I would stay down here, at least until my air ran out, and that could be a while as long as I sat still. It wouldn’t solve any of my problems but it would help me to feel better.

Suddenly a hand grabbed a fist full of my hair, yanking me out of the comfort of the hot water. Yelping, I began to splash, only to realize too late who had grabbed me.

“First off…” Vegeta growled, hitting me hard on the cheek, “That is for splashing me, second, your brat is crying and I can’t get him to quiet down. He’s keeping me up.”

Now that Vegeta mentioned it, I could here a faint sobbing. Standing up, I brush Vegeta off. “Go tell him I’ll be there in a few moments.” Vegeta’s eyes were on me and I suddenly felt even more uncomfortable than before. What was he looking at?

He blushed and turned away, rushing off towards the house. Climbing out of the pool, I flair my ki then pull on my shirt. The orange cloth was long enough to hang almost to my knees, and I thanked my love for baggy clothes. I‘d have to find some pants latter, since the ones on the ground were ruined. Picking them up I incinerated them with my ki. I couldn’t leave any proof of what happened. If Napa and Raditzu didn’t tell Vegeta about my dream, I didn’t want to leave anything that would tell the prince what happened if the royal got nosey. Making my way to the house’s only entrance. I open the door. Walking in, I at once see Vegeta on the floor, a very upset toddler in his arms.

Gohan got one look at me and held his arms out to me, crying even louder. I pick him up from Vegteta’s arms, cradling him gently against my chest. “What’s wrong.”

“I-I had a bad dream!” He whimpered against my shoulder and I sigh softly.

“Well its okay, I’m here now. No nasty scary men are going to get you as long as I am here.” I say and his small tail had wrapped around my wrist. Smirking softly, I began to pet it.

“I dreamt that a white lizard is going to hurt you, daddy, just like he hurt Vegeta!” He whispered and I froze in my rocking, my eyes going to Vegeta who looked away, refusing to meet my eyes. “He had a tail…that he used to chock you and…and…”

“Shhhh, its okay honey, nothing’s going to happen to me, or Vegeta.“ Gohan had fallen back asleep in my arms, the little guy must be really tired. Chichi has probably been keeping him up late at night studying, she was oh-so-fond of doing that. Sighing, I lay my son back down in Raditzu’s and Napa’s bed, covering him with the quilt that still rested upon it’s surface.

A warm hand closed around my shoulder and I sighed, turning to face Vegeta. He had one of those, “I have words for you ‘Bakarot’” looks in his eyes. I had learned to recognize that look over the day we had spent together. I know it is absurd to claim that I had learned everything there is to learn about this man in one day, but that was how I felt. “What is it Vegeta?” I whisper, slipping away from him to lay back down in the warmth of our bed. It really was quite cold, standing around in the middle of a drafty old house in nothing but a shirt.

Vegeta paused, taking off his top, he folded it neatly and set it aside before climbing into bed. “The white lizard your son spoke of. It is my...Lord Furiza. He must be picking up subconsciously on my thoughts.” Vegeta said, laying down next to me. He hadn’t fled to the farthest corner of my bed and I found this intriguing.

“This…Furiza, used to hurt you, right?” I asked, wondering if I felt mad about this, or if I still just felt pity after everything that has happened between us.

“He used to rape me, how could you forget that? I know I told you…” Vegeta whispered and I could see the tears gliding down his face through the darkness. I felt the overwhelming urge to wrap my arms around him, and I did, holding him close. “Kakkarot…”

I thought he was getting mad at me, but I didn’t want to let go. He could slap me around all he wanted, I wasn’t going to stop touching him. Raditzu and Napa were right, I craved this sort of contact with the beautiful prince. “Kakkarot…about the fair…when you kissed me.”

There was no anger in his voice, but I was dreading what he had to say. “Yes, what about it?” I ask all the same.

“I…really liked that.” He whispered. Had I heard that right? Vegeta “Good night, Kakkarot.” With that the prince rolled over in my arms and spooned against me, almost falling back to sleep at once. Purring softly, I hold him tighter than ever before, burring my face in his sweet smelling spikes I slowly drift off to sleep as well.

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“Napaahhh…” Raditzu groaned, tilting his head so his aroused mate could have all the room he needed to work.

The larger Saiyan chuckled and tangled a hand into his mate’s mane. “That’s my name,” He whispered in his Mate’ ear. “What’s wrong. You’d usually have your clothes off by now.”

Raditzu shivered, his eyes closing. “Just thinking…about Vegeta.”

“Again? I swear, you want to fuck him more than you want to fuck me!” Napa growled, hitting the tree that Raditzu leaned against with a heavy fist.

“No, not like that…” Raditzu purred, wrapping his arms around his mate’s neck, pulling him close once more. “I was thinking that…he has started to smell different, if you know what I mean. He‘s been having violent mood swings…and he‘s been so depressed of late…”

Napa began to chuckle. “Of course…you think?” He nuzzled his mate’s thick hair and sighed. “You smell so good…hurry up and make your point, I’m tired of waiting.”

“Yeah, soon…very soon, maybe even tomorrow…he’s started to crave sweets again…he’s been purring a lot more too. We should take the cub and head out, make up some excuse, like we’re taking him to train out in the woods.”

~Kakkarot would want to come along. ~ Napa captured Raditzu’s lips, drawing another long groan from his mate. Out here in the woods, they could be as loud as they wanted to without anyone hearing them and Napa was taking full advantage of that fact.

~We’ll leave a note, we won’t tell him where we are going. Besides, don‘t you think he‘d bee too busy keeping Vegeta occupied?~ Raditzu’s hands had found his mate’s tail and was ruffling the fur while he tried to concentrate on their mental argument

~He can sense ki, and if he isn‘t interested in Vegeta…yet…he could easily put the prince in his place.~ Napa’s mind growled back, their growing lust and need making the message seem garbled. ~Then he’d be looking for us~

~He couldn’t sense Vegeta’s that one day.~ Raditzu insisted, gasping for air against hungry lips. Two naughty hands had started to play with his nipples, making him weak in the knees.

~We’ll have to suppress our ki then, we can’t train like that. ~ Instantly images of what they could do in that state flooded Napa’s mind as he sank to his knees.

~Pervert~

Napa snickered against Raditzu’s trembling stomach which had become naked at the cost of a torn shirt. “Takes one to know one.”

~We can fight and train with Gohan, he is very weak., just…can’t fight…against…each…other, oh fuck, Napa!~ Raditzu pushed his mate lower, praying for the attention his erection needed. He was tired of his mate teasing him.

“Shut up,” Napa whispered, pulling down Raditzu’s pants, freeing the one thing he wanted to taste more than anything else at that moment. Taking his lover in hand he gave the weeping erection a squeeze, he could feel his lover trembling above him but he got no cry, no groan, no moan. Licking the precome up from a slick head, he growled. He knew Raditzu was enjoying this, why wasn’t he being his normal vocal self?

Looking up at his lover, he saw that Raditzu had begun to laugh. “What’s so funny.”

~You told me to shut up.~

“Oh? Well, we’ll see how long that lasts.” Napa chuckled, his mouth closing around Raditzu’s straining cock. Taking his mate all the way to the hilt, he let his tongue wrap around that hot length. Purring, he slowly pulled back letting Raditzu leave his mouth all together, his tongue trailing over the underside before flicking across the tip. Hearing his lover gasp above him, he let his tongue dip into the slit. Another faint gasp.

Growling, he nipped softly at one of Raditzu’s balls, his hand jerking at his mate’s length. Looking up at his lover, he groaned himself, his other hand unbuttoning his pants and slipping in. He couldn’t wait much longer. But he wanted to make his lover scream his name before he took his own pleasure. This teasing wasn’t doing it. He got serious. Swallowing his lover’s dick again, he began to suck, slurp, nip and growl, trying every last trick he had learned over the ages while he stroked his own aching need.

Raditzu was panting harshly, and clinging to Napa’s broad shoulders. ~You won’t make me…can’t make me…I won’t…oh god.~ Raditz nearly fell forward, but Napa caught his lover, holding him up while he milked his lover for his precome. He could feel his lover’s end coming and he pushed him on.

A shaky hand was pressed to the back of his head and he grinned around Raditzu’s length. ~You will.~ He slowly pulled back, gently scrapping his teeth from base to tip of his lover’s length before swallowing him whole to do it all over again.

“Ah ahhhh NO FAIR NAPA!” Raditzu panted and growled through clenched teeth, spilling his seed into Napa’s awaiting mouth when the pleasure of those sharp teeth became too much.

Purring, he let Raditzu collapse into his awaiting arms. “Told you,” He whispered, capturing Raditzu’s swollen lips to share with him his taste.

~Shut up…that was the best fucking blow job I’ve gotten from you in a long while.~ Raditzu began to purr, sucking on his lover’s tongue with hunger. He had always loved the way his own seed tasted, and it made him long to taste Napa‘s.

~Not tonight honey, I want you so bad right now…I think I’ll go insane if I have to settle for anything less…even if you are good at giving head.~

Raditzu groaned softly, breaking their kiss, “You owe me one.” Raditzu sighed, one hand slowly stroking the side of Napa’s sweat slicked face.

“I owe you one,” Napa agreed, kissing his mate once more, his hand working to free himself from the confines of his new clothing. He sorely missed his spandex, it was so easy to get in and out of them, not like this material he wore now.

Chuckling, Raditzu helped his mate’s straining length to freedom. ~If you want me, you’d better hurry the hell up and fuck me…I’m getting impatient.~

Napa purred and helped Raditzu move out of his lap. Positioning Raditzu’s perfect ass, he reached for the lubrication that Raditzu had brought with him. ~Remind me to leave this with them.~ Napa snickered and popped the cap on the K-Y jelly. ~You aren’t a truly civilized race until you invent k-y.~

~Stop waxing poetic and fuck me ~ Raditzu’s mind demanded and Napa quickly prepared himself.

Napa coated his fingers with the thick, cool goo, inserting the first and then the second. He knew Raditzu really didn’t need this, but he liked to finger fuck his mate more than anything else, well except for actually fucking him. “Ohhh,” Raditzu whimpered, pressing back against his mate’s fingers. “Moooorrrrreeeeee….”

“Soon baby, soon,” Napa whispered, crooking his fingers, looking for that one spot he knew so well.

“AH! Naaaapppppaaaahhhh, oh gods!” Raditzu’s howled, his fingers ripping at the sparsely grassed land below him as he writhed shamelessly before his mate.

“Oh yes, scream my name,” Napa growled, attacking that spot with a passion he rarely showed anything else. Pausing he removed his fingers and grabbed the lube again, dumping a good dollop in his left hand. Smearing his fingers through the goop, he pushed them back into his shivering mate. He had an idea, a little something he had been wanting to try for a while. Something that would have his mate showing his more aggressive side. The side he loved in his normally docile mate.

“S-stop teasing,” Raditzu whined, going from his hands and knees to just his knees, using the tree in front of him for support as Napa’s fingers brought him the pleasure he had begged for.

Napa moved closer to his mate, wrapping his free hand around his own length. Growling, he jerked at himself ruthlessly, his fingers rocking almost violently in and out of Raditzu‘s fine ass. “Is THIS what you wanted?” He snarled in his mate’s ear. Masturbation wasn’t nearly as good as the real thing, but with a little imagination… “Raditzu….” he moaned softly, biting his lower lip. He began to buck into his own hand, surprised to find Radituz’s tail wrapped around his wrists. Smirking, he gave Raditzu’s semi hard cock some attention with his own tail. “Is this what you wanted?”

Raditzu turned from the tree, falling into Napa’s broad chest, earning a rough slap on his ass from his large mate. ~What’s the fuck wrong with you, Napa! Just fuck me already!~ His mental shout held a good deal of the desperation that Napa himself felt. ~Napa…you’d better not tease me another SECOND!~

“Get on your hands an knees.” Napa demanded, his tail leaving his lover’s weeping erection. Raditzu snapped into position as if he were back in school and his drill master was demanding of him to bow at his feet. Raditzu raised his ass high, his tail waving in the air over his back. A very tempting sight. Okay, so he couldn’t carry out his little fantasy any further, he had no more self control for that. Maybe next time he could push Raditzu into taking the dominating positions…but…

Napa put a hand on his lover’s plump ass, guiding his thick length into Raditzu’s tight hole. Not now, he needed release, his wish to be dominated could wait for another night. “Gods Raditzu.” Napa sighed, burying himself to the hilt in his mate. Raditzu could only mewl and arch his back to try and take Napa even deeper.

“Up on your knees,” Napa demanded, yanking Raditzu up against his chest. Reaching around, he stroked his lover.

“Napa,” Raditzu sighed, his head tipping back against Napa’s shoulder, a strangled sound escaping his throat. “Harder, damned you!”

Napa chuckled breathlessly against his lover’s sweaty neck. ~You’re in no position to be giving demands. You should have thrown me down and fucked me, then you could have gotten your way…~ Loosing himself in his lover’s body and mind, ~But, I will give you what you want because I love you.~ He pulled back slowly and slammed into his mate hard, brushing against that sweet spot just right to have Raditzu screaming.

“HARDER!”

He couldn’t help but groan, when Raditzu got demanding, it was just too sexy to resist. Sucking at their bond mark, he pounded into his mate as if there was no tomorrow. “Fuck, Radiztu…just shut up….goddddzzzz…” He growled, biting the old scar that marked them as bond mates.

“OHHHHHHHH!” Raditzu cried jerking wildly in Napa’s arms as his orgasm claimed him. Napa snarled, he wasn’t anywhere near done but he paused to give his lover time to catch his breath. Bringing his slick fingers up to Raditzu’s lips, he sighed as his mate eagerly sucked them clean.

Slowly pulling out of his mate, “Turn around,” He ordered and Raditzu purred, looking over his shoulder.

“I don’t know if I should…“ Smirking he crawled away, turning he forced his mate to lay on his back “Make me come again?” Raditzu whispered, straddling his mate’s hips once more.

“I’ll see what I can do.” He said, a smirk spreading over his face. His smugness quickly disappeared when Raditzu began to lower himself over his aching erection. His Mate’s lips pressed against his, and he began to pump up into that tight bliss he loved so much.

“I love you,” Raditzu moaned, his breath hitching each time Napa drove home. “KAMI, oh kami…me’cuthra sha re’covic…”

Finding Raditzu’s newly awaken need, he stroked it franticly. He couldn’t last much longer in this position—not with the audible stimuli Raditzu was providing him—he didn’t want to leave Raditzu behind.

“Naahhppaaa….“ Raditzu’s lips moved away from his lover’s and he sat up, riding Napa as if he were a bull. “Uhhhh mmmmmm yesssss, Napa, oh god, I love you.” He whimpered, arching his back. “God, yes, Ohhhhhhhh Napaaaahhhhh.”

He couldn’t stand the sweet pleasure any more, he couldn’t stand to hear his Mate’s rough voice moaning his name. The first spasms of his orgasm were beginning to chase through his synapses and he yanked Raditzu down, kissing him hard to cover his cry of pleasure. Growling softly, he plundered Raditzu’s hot mouth, working the length in his hand harder than ever before. It was only seconds before he felt his mate stiffen against him and felt hot fluid splash into his hand once more. “Love you too…” Napa whispered, not moving a muscle as he tried desperately to catch his breath.

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Something had awoken me from my deep sleep. Groaning, I squint against the bright light of day. How late was it? I look at my wrist watch and sigh, it was past noon. I sure did sleep in—first time in years—and maybe it was because of the warm creature I held in my arms.

Vegeta had turned in his sleep and now he had his face pressed against my rumpled Gi shirt. He was purring softly, like a comfortable cat and I had to grin, maybe it was his purring that had woken me up? It was more than likely my son getting up to the go to the bathroom or claim his late morning breakfast, now that I think about it.

Stretching carefully, I try not to wake Vegeta up as I get out of bed. I didn’t want a grumpy prince beating the shit out of me this late in the day…early in my case.

Something caught my eye.

Going to the small table that sat in the corner of the run down house, I pick up what appears to be a note. What is this? I scan over it’s text and sigh, my brother and his mate have taken Gohan out on a camping trip! They didn’t even invite me or Vegeta! I felt hurt and left out, but I quickly get over it. Vegeta had made a weird sound from where he lay on the bed and I turned to look at him with concern. Was that a whimper?

Going back to the bed, I sit next to the sleeping prince, I was tempted to run my hand through those thick spikes, to plant a soft kiss on his slightly parted lips. However, I controlled myself, content to only gaze down at him.

Slowly he opened one sleepy eye, looking up at me. His purring grew louder and I found myself purring as well. Why, hell if I knew. “What are you looking at,” He snapped despite the fact that he sounded happier than I’ve ever heard him before.

“I-I…” I didn’t now what to say so I got up, “I’m going to hunt for breakfast, what would you like to eat?” I went to the door, looking over my shoulder at the prince who was just sitting up. He gave a small yawn and swung his legs out of bed.

“I’m going with you. Knowing you…you’d screw something up.” He said, grabbing his shirt, “How about you get dressed Bakarot.”

I look down and blush, forgetting I had taken my pants off last night and kept them off. Lets hope I had a few more bottoms available in my collection of cloths in the small closet. Going to the linen closet, I pushed back the sliding door and started to rifle through the dusty clothes, my tail wagging slowly behind me.

Vegeta was purring again, and I looked over my shoulder at him just as I was pulling out a pare of old black spandex that someone had given to me for sparing reasons. Pulling them on I slip my tail through the whole. “You…seem in a good mood…”I comment, trying to make small talk.

He smirked at me, his small pink tongue darting out to run over his sweet lips. I felt myself starting to become aroused. Oh no, I turn my attention away from him before I could embarrass myself. “Well, lets get going.” I say, rushing out the front door and into the fresh air. Taking a deep breath, I let the chilly west wind blow over me. It was a really cold morning, the kind I like in fall. Looking up at the overcast sky, I sniff the air, it smelled of moisture and I wonder if it would rain today. We have not had a single rainstorm all fall, which was odd since we usually got enough water to flood the streams until winter set in.

“Kakkarot, what are you looking at?” He asked, and there was amusement in his voice. Shivering I look back down to Earth. My nose instantly picked up on a sweet perfume that was floating on the wind. It was odd that I hadn’t noticed it before. Sniffing, I begin to purr, I don’t know why but that smell made me feel incredibly at ease. “KAKKAROT!”

A hard, gloved hand, sent me flying and I found myself on the ground, dazed, confused and sort of upset. “Don’t stare, it isn’t polite!”

I sit up, rubbing my cheek. Oh that was it! Bounding to my feet, I charge the Prince, knocking him off of his guard with a hard roundhouse kick. Following my attack up with a side kick, I hammered him into the ground. Standing over him, I growl, daring him to hit me again.

His eyes were large, then he began to grin. I didn’t like that grin at all, it looked…insane. He got to his feet, falling at once into a fighting stance. “You want to spar, Bakarot! Then bring it on!” He growled and his stance changed, I had never seen this position from him before and I wondered slightly what it could mean.

My eyes wondered over his body as we circled. I tried to tell myself that I was only looking for weaknesses in his defense, but I knew that that was a lie. Flat out, if I had been looking for weaknesses, I would have spotted the fact that his tail had unwound from his waist a few minutes before he punched me square in the face.

Stumbling back, I bring my hand to the blood that had begun to pour from my injured nose. Snorting the thick red liquid back up, I spat it out on the ground at his feet.

“Spitting? Kakkarot, how common of you!” Vegeta growled, even as he spat too. I took that moment to lung forward, grabbing his tail between my two calloused hands. I didn’t grab it hard, I didn’t really want to hurt him. “Kakkarot.”

I didn’t like the tone in his voice, oh no, I loved the way he said my name. It almost sounded…lustful. Looking to him, I scowl, letting his tail go. “I win.” I growl, but obviously my declaration didn’t mean anything to the prince because he shoved me back, dropping back into that weird stance.

“Ever play tail tag,” Vegeta asked me and I shook my head, finding my eyes glued to his swaying tail. It had felt so…good…between my hands, his fur was so soft over his muscles and bones… “Well, unwind your tail from around your waist and I’ll show you how it is played.” I didn’t really trust Vegeta, I never really do, but I had a feeling that he would not hurt me.

“Good…now these are the basic rules, you must keep your tail swaying behind you at all times, you can not wrap it around your waist, or hold it close to your body. Other than that, there are no other rules…except that you must not hurt the other person.” Vegeta said, “Allow me to demonstrate…”

Before I could even blink the spry prince had captured my tail between his gloved hands and I froze. Oh god, it felt sooo good! I felt myself harden almost instantly and I blush. Uh oh…dear Kami sama, please don’t be watching this, please don’t send me to hell for this horrible sin.

“My rules however…are a bit more complicated…You can only hold another’s tail for five one one thousands before you have to let go and back off. The first one to grab the other’s tail ten times wins.

“W-what do you get if you win?” I had to ask, my curiosity was killing me.

“Well, we’ll see when someone wins.” Vegeta purred and he dropped into that odd stance, backing away from me. “But I’ve got to warn you, Kakkarot, no one has ever beaten me at this game.”

I don’t think I was going to live to see the end of this fight. Just looking at his taunt muscles rippling under his golden flesh…every move he made was making me even more aroused. All it would take was for his eyes to slip lower on my body and he’d see how much he was effecting me. He moved in again, and I shifted my tail away, shoving him to the ground. Pouncing I caught his tail once more and I run my fingers through the fur slowly, from base to tip, enjoying the feeling of it under my fingertips. Oh yes, I had to count. My time was up and I got up and backed away.

He rose to his feet and turned to face me, a dark grin on his face. My eyes run down over his shirtless form and to the sweats he was wearing. I wish they would disappear, I wanted to…I want to touch him…feel him…I. I shove that thought out of my mind, he was coming at me again. My distraction was just enough to give him the advantage. His tail came around and stroked up over the bulge in my pants as he ducked and dogged and worked his way closer through my attacks. The feeling of that touch caught me off guard and I groan softly, realizing only too late that he had captured my tail.

“You’re hard as a rock.”

Great, this is my death folks, watch closely. My brains were about to go flying out of the back of my head followed by one hell of a strong ki blast. But, nothing like that happened. He was backing off, a coy grin on his face as he purred raucously . “Two to two, we’re tied.”

~What the HELL is going on…why is he purring like that…~ I growl and drop into a fighting stance, noting at once that he was quite aroused himself. Maybe Raditzu and Napa were right, maybe we are ignoring our instincts and we really wanted each other—even if it were completely wrong and disgusting. I didn’t have time to think of this, I had to score points, had to find out what the prize was for wining. Snarling, I leapt at him, using my weight to throw him off balance. We fall to the ground and I find myself nose to nose with the purring prince.

“Why are you purring so damned much,” I asked, finally putting a voice to my thoughts. The scent of him and the sounds he was making were nearly maddening to my sex drive. Instinct stank, why did have to be this way?

“Hehehe,” His strong hands wrapped around my tail, doing something wonderful to it. Groaning, I press my hips to his, feeling his hardness against mine. Oh god…I burry my face in his shoulder. Suddenly I was shoved away, and Vegeta got up, leaving me laying on the cold hard ground.

“Three to two…you’re loosing.”

I get slowly to my feet. I could end this all right now, I could throw him down and fuck him until he collapsed from exhaustion, but…wouldn’t that be doing exactly what Napa said I should do. I did not want to do what he told me to do, it didn’t seem right at all.

Sighing I try to push such things out of my head, I had to win. I had to concentrate to do that. Hardening my resolve I watch him dance of to my left. He was up to something, I could tell by the sparkle in his eyes. Growling, I listened to him purr, watched his smile grow then watched him start to inch his pants lower and lower on his hips. I nearly drop my guard but I was not falling for it. His tail was within reach and I leap for it, capturing it as easily as the fish in the river outback. Snickering at the surprised look on his face, I bring his tail to mouth, licking and nipping at it’s tip.

“Kakkarot,” He whimpered, his cheeks becoming flushed and his purring growing louder. Kami, give me strength. I let him go and stepped back into my fighting stance. He was not going to win.

He was looking flustered as he pulled his pants back up and I smirk, “What’s wrong?” I ask him, sounding innocent, I was so good at that. He snorts at me and runs a hand through his hair, dropping his guard. I do the same, slowly walking up to him. “Are you getting tired of this game? Do you want to…” I slowly run a hand over his bare chest and he shivers. Yessssss….he wanted me. Damned he was so tempting but I snatch his tail up again and start to ruffle the fur. This is only a game, right? I can’t possibly feel this way from simple touches…oh kami, I’m going to hell, aren’t I?

“Four to three.

I let him go and leap into the air, taking off my shirt I drop it to the earth below. Stretching slowly I let him get a good look at my muscles and my fine tail. Oh yes, he was watching me, eyes half lidded. Good god, what was I doing? “Do you want to mess around a little…I know I want to…I want to feel you…I want to kiss you…fondle you. Mmmm fuck you.” The words spilled forth over my lips before I could stop them, and even though they were all true, I felt ashamed of them all. I’m such a deviant, aren’t I Kami sama?

He leaps up into the air, flying faster than I’ve ever seen him move before and I doge away from him. Heading back to earth, I catch him by surprise with a ki attack. In that instant of distraction, I leap after him and grab his tail once more. Heheh, I was good at this game. I tighten my grip on him and he yelped, I guess I must have grabbed his beautiful tail too hard because a look of pain filtered over his face.

“Five to three.”

He fell to the ground, a horrified look on his face and suddenly I could almost see what was going on in his mind.

~A white creature with wicked red eyes was moving in, a cruel smile on it’s cold, black lips. “I’ll show you…you dumb ape. You want to go into heat when we have an important mission coming up? You want to stay on some planet and play this…tail tag, with your sick little friends? YOU WANT TO CELEBRATE SOME HEATHIN RITUAL BY RUNNING AROUND NAKED AND FUCKING LIKE RABITS!? How base, how vulgar. I’ll make you pay.”~

I staggered back, holding my head. What was that? Looking at Vegeta, I saw he was sitting on the ground, his arms and tail wrapped tightly around himself. He was crying.

Falling before him, I gently dry his tears, forcing him to look up at me. “Vegeta…”

~Pain filled nights, agony beyond anything of Kakkarot’s understanding. That is what followed that little outburst from the white—Furiza—creature. Dear god, the suffering. He broke my tail ten times!~ Vegeta’s mind screamed at me, feeling sickness well up in me, I take Vegeta into my arms. I understood now, I had grabbed his tail way too hard, I had reminding my moody friend of the man who had hurt him so much for so long. ~What was I thinking? Playing the ancient games of the Mating Festival with this baka…its just wrong, its vulgar, I’m not permitted to play the old games! If Furiza found out…~

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Vegeta…please…I won’t hurt you, I’d never hurt you. I won‘t let any ELSE hurt you…” I felt his arms wrap around me and I sigh softly, nuzzling his thick spikes. At least, my hard, throbbing, problem was gone or this would have been a hard act on my part. “I think…I love you, Vegeta.”

He was purring again and I almost wanted to chuckle, his moods sure have been shifting rapidly today, even more so than before. “Lets go out in town…and get some supplies, we could get some breakfast out there too. Then, we’ll go cloths shopping for you. You’ve been wearing those sweats for a while. You’d probably like to get some new clothing.”

He nods against my chest and I stand up, helping him to his feet. Faint echoes of pain still radiated through his mind and I look at him helplessly, I didn’t know what to do to make that pain go away. There was much of it.

“If we are going into town, I would like to taste more of these Earth…sweets…I’ve such a craving for them right now.” Vegeta said while I was pulling my shirt back on. We could not go into town half dressed, I’ve tried that before with disastrous results. Watching Vegeta pull his shirt on as well, I didn’t remember him taking his clothing off, but I push it from my mind and take to the sky.

“Well, I know of this bakery, I’ll buy you some rice cakes for dissert, they are very good. I think you’ll like them.” I tell my friend. The nearest town was about a ten minute fly from here and we were soon landing on the outskirts of one of the largest towns in this part of the world. I could tell simply by looking into Vegeta’s dark brown eyes that he was already forgetting about the disastrous end of our little game.

“What is the name of this city?” Vegeta asked in curiosity.

“I’m not really sure,” I said, knowing that Vegeta was glowering at me, I could feel his thoughts in the back of my mind still ~Stupid idiot~ they said and I sighed softly. “Come on, the bakery isn’t that far. Just a few blocks up from here.

I take his hand in mine and I hear a disgusted growl from him. Too bad, I loved holding his hand, so small, so fragile, so warm despite the thick leather gloves that covered them. I had always wondered why he wore those silly things, they surely didn’t match the outfit he was currently wearing, but I guess they had to be a royalty thing.

I turned left on a street named Alameda, “See, that is an art museum.” I point out to my friend, squeezing his hand. I felt him squeeze mine back and I look down at him. He purred softly, a smile coming to his face. “We’re not far, just on the other side of that is Temple Street.”

“You know Kakkarot…you’re not such a bad person…after all.” Vegeta said suddenly and I had to laugh. What, did the prince honestly think that I was a bad person before? Where had that comment come from?

“Of course.” We had reached Second Street, which stood just past a tall wooden construction behind a fence. It looked like the beginnings of an apartment building of some kind but we ignored it, crossing the street at the light.

“Why do they have those hanging lanterns everywhere?”

“What?” I look to the short royal again, wondering what he was talking about, but I saw that he was looking at the traffic lights. “Those? Those are called traffic lights, they are used to direct the traffic.”

“Traffic?”

“Yeah, that is…well cars, vehicles, modes of transportation.” I say, knowing I’m using a lot of words my friends would have been shocked to hear coming from my mouth. I was tired of playing dumb, I wasn’t going to do that around Vegeta, he seemed to recognize the real me. “Those lights turn green, yellow and red. They tell the cars what to do. When the light is green, they can move ahead. When the green light turns yellow, they’ve got to get across the road real fast or slow down and stop, because red comes next. When the light turns red, the cars have got to stop, because the other street’s lights will turn green.”

Vegeta insisted that we stop and watch, he wanted to see this for himself so we stood on the corner of second and Alameda, watching the lights change for ten minutes. The street was rather busy, and we watched the hundreds of cars start and stop, crossing the intersection at regular intervals. I could see their eyes, the people in the cars, when they stopped at the lights. They were looking at us, the way we stood close, the way we held hands, the way I touched him gently to get his attention. They were not going to be the first people to stare at us, I knew that there would be many onlookers in our future. They would not know the truth, that we were only friends. We were only friends after all, weren’t we?

“Come on, I grow tired of this, Kakkarot.” He says, turning towards me. I lead the way through a nearly deserted parking lot and towards a building that had a sign above its doors. “Office Deport,” Vegeta read, looking up to me.

“It is an office supply store, they sell things that people need for working clerical jobs.” I told him and he made a face, it was cute, but it was one of disgust. I suddenly got an image of a very young prince sitting at a desk, his tail twitching behind him, his tongue stuck out from the corner of his mouth and his pencil poised above a piece of paper. “Yeah, like that.” I told him and he purred softly, moving closer to me even as we passed a bench with a statue of a man set upon it. Vegeta looked at it and dismissed it at once, much to my great relief—I had no clue who the statue was of.

Vegeta had paused again, and I wondered what he could possibly be looking at this time. “Star bucks?” He asked me, looking up at me once more. I had a odd image of a buck leaping through the green forests near my home, spangled with white and tan stars. I nearly loose my composure, but surely the people walking nearby would not find it comforting to witness a man burst out laughing for now apparent reason.

“No, that place sells coffee.” I tell him and I find myself being dragged towards the building. I don’t know why I could suddenly, not only hear his thoughts, but understand what Vegeta was thinking. My skills at picking up on other’s thoughts was some times referred to as ‘an unsettling problem.’ However, my ability to home in on other’s thoughts were never this strong, and never this clear before. Reaching out for what I thought had to be Vegeta’s mind, I leanred that he had never heard of anything such as coffee. He was only mildly curious about what it was, however he had something else that interested him far more. Did this place have a rest room?

We interred the dim coffee house and I led my friend back to the lavatories. He dashes into the girls rest room, and I felt my cheeks heat up. He didn’t know the difference. I knew someone had seen him go in and I wondered if any one was going to make a smart ass comment about it. Running a hand through my hair, I push the embarrassment aside, going up to the front counter. I was rather thirsty and nearly ravishingly hungry. I decided to order something to tied me over until we found ourselves a decent breakfast.

“Hello, how may I help you.” The serving girl said and I smile at her, she was pretty and young and reminded me of Chichi before we had gotten married.

“I will have a Lemonade, Passion Ice tea, Medium, make that a double and…put extra lemon flavoring in please. Oh, and I will also have two rice crispy treats. .” The woman nodded, making her notes on two glasses.

“And your name?”

“Goku.” I tell her and she scribbles that down as well, handing the cups off to someone else. I pay the girl and go to sit down at a table near the restrooms, waiting for my name to be called.

The girls room‘s door opened and Vegeta marched out, plopping down in a chair next to mine. “Where is my breakfast,” Vegeta demanded, scowling at me as if it were my fault that his stomach was still rumbling.

“Settle down, I just got us some iced tea and some rice crispy squares.” I told him and he raises an eyebrow at me.

“What is that. It’d better be edible Kakkarot, or I’ll chop you up for food.” He threaten and I suddenly find an image of him nibbling on me, but in a manner that would feel very….very…nice. It was another one of his thoughts. When Napa and Raditzu got back, I’d have to ask about this. Surely it wasn’t normal. Vegeta was not related to me, how was it possible for him and I to have this sort of…telepathy? When had this started? After the game of tail tag?

“Goku, two Lemonade Iced Teas,” A man said, and I go and grab the drinks as well as the bag that had been placed beside them. Going back to our table, I set them down pushing one of the drinks to Vegeta. Opening the bag I pulled out one of the squares for myself and hand the other to Vegeta. He took a sip through the straw I had stuck in the top, and his noisy purring was back.

“That good,” I ask him and I find his tail stroking my leg. “I’ll take that as a yes. Don’t do that in public, humans don’t have tails…and they don’t purr…they’ll freak.”

He nods, taking a nibble at the square, only to take a huge bite seconds later. I watched him devour his snack with an eagerness I’ve only seen in myself. Draining my glass, I devour my own sweet treat before I got up to throw away the trash and lead Vegeta back out of the shop. He had started to bounce on his feat, sort of like he had been doing earlier in our mock fight and I wonder if it was because he was becoming hyper from the sugar in the food we had just had.

Taking his hand once more, I led him across another street and past more construction. The bakery was just up ahead, and through an ally. We skirted a pay booth for the parking lot to our left and went through the ally.

There were more people beyond the ally’s mouth than I had seen all morning out on the streets. Vegeta pressed to my side, unease flooding him. Squeezing his hand I try to send him a reassuring thought. I wasn’t sure if he could pick up on my thoughts as I could pick up on his, but I felt him start to relax at my side. Walking off to the right, I looked in at the window displays of delicious looking food at the Flying Fish. Passing the restaurant, we ventured into the next business. The scent of rice flower and ice cream met my nose and I smiled, it’d been a while since I had been here.

Along the left side of the story there were displays filled with delicate rice cakes of every shape, size and make. Vegeta was up against one, gazing in at the deserts. While he was drooling, I turn to the ice cream counter that was on the right wall. This was the only place I knew of that made Mochi Ice cream, I ordered two of every flavor to share with my friend. They were cheap, I had plenty of money left for breakfast, but if we were to go cloths shopping, I’d have to withdraw more money from the bank.

“Kakkarot!” Vegeta barked, and I nearly dropped the tray that the ice cream vendor had handed me. Closing the lid on the frozen treats, I turn to face my prince. “I want one of everything.” He demanded and I clucked my tongue.

I wasn’t about to let Vegeta eat nothing but sweets. I got roughly eighteen different rice cakes in a large box from the baker, and paid for them. If Vegeta and I wanted more, we could always come back. “Give me!” He demanded, nearly bouncing at my side once more. I look down at him, a little disturbed, if he was acting like this after a simple iced tea, and some rice crispies, then should I be feeding him ice cream and mochi?

There was a fountain outside and we sat down on its edge. The rice cakes were for later, but the ice cream…I lick my lips as I opened the box and gave Vegeta his share. “Now…be careful Vegeta, they’re cold.” I warn him, knowing the dangers of brain freeze all too well.

He didn’t listen, popping one into his mouth whole. Watching him, I see all the classic signs appear before my eyes. The wide eyes, the tears of pain, the shivers. “I tried to warn you…” I said, putting an arm around his shoulders.

He glowers at me before stealing another one from his share, “COLD.” He said, watching me suck on my first one. The secret to eating Mochi Ice cream was to soften up the ice cream inside, then bite into it and suck away the run off. However, it always such a sticky process, the rice cake on the outside of the ice cream had a way of getting all over your fingers and the ice cream juices would spill everywhere as it melted. That was why when it was just soft enough to eat, you pop it all the way into your mouth and let it melt there.

Vegeta was watching so closely, I felt my cheeks begin to heat up. Slowly licking my fingers, I reached for a red bean curd flavored one. They were my favorite. Bringing it up to my lips, I blow softly on it, my tongue slowly running over it’s frozen surface. Vegeta shivered next to me, and it wasn’t because of the ice cream either. I began to suck softly on one half of it, wondering why Vegeta was watching me so closely. I release the cold treat, returning to my licking.

“Kakkarot,” Vegeta breathed just as I popped the ice cream into my mouth whole. He snatches up my hand, bringing it to his mouth. I watch, nearly chocking. The petite prince began to lap and lick at my fingers just as I had done to the ice cream. Then he began to suck on them and I almost lost it. Such a wonderful, hot mouth, so many possibilities.

He let my fingers go and began to devour another one of the Mochi Ice cream balls, following my example. I shiver, bringing my fingers to my lips, tasting the prince’s flavor on them. He smiles at me and I try to ignore it, the way he looked at me made me feel like molesting him. We finish our snack in silence, my attention on the hundreds of birds that were begging for food at our feet.

I caught his hand sneaking towards the other box of sweets and I slap his hand away. “No, that is for after lunch.” I tell him and he growls, slapping my hand away.

“Then feed me Bakarot” He snapped at me and I shove the last of the Ice cream Mochi into his mouth.

Snickering, I watched his anger boil in his deep black eyes. Was I asking for a death sentence here? “Come on, that supermarket over there sells some good sushi.” I tell him, rescuing the other box from Vegeta who looked about ready to start a fight with me over it. Throwing away the ice cream box, I motion for him to follow me. The Ichiban market was a great little market that sold all sorts of oriental foods, I used to come here all the time to buy instant curry and udon for my suppers. However, Chichi had started to cook those sorts of things for me from scratch, and so my trips to this market had become less frequent.

I hopped they still had their ‘lunch to go’ section. I don’t think Vegeta will stay friendly for much longer if I don’t feed him now. Finding the refrigerated section right where it had been all those months ago, I start looking through what was available.

“What is this stuff? It smells like fish.” He glowers at me, picking one container up. I look at it and almost laugh at him.

“That is salmon.” I tell him, adding it to the stack I held in my arms. This was enough for the both of us, if we went to the other bakery I knew about to pick up some meat buns for an afternoon snack. Vegeta would really like those. Turning around, I faced the other refrigerated case. Inside were all sorts of beverages and I pick out two of them, one for me and one I thought Vegeta would like. “And I’m about to introduce you to the world of sushi, Vegeta. You’re going to love this stuff.”

He snorts, crossing his arms over his chest. I lead him through the store and back to the front to check out. He watched me put the containers down, his curiosity waning, he had spotted something else that seemed interesting. Candy.

Before I knew it, Vegeta had added six more items to my purchase, all sweets. The woman told me how much and I sigh, there went the last bit of my money. The casher gave me back a dollar eighty for change and started to fill the shopping bags with our sushi. There were nearly six bags in total and I hauled them out of the market, hoping Vegeta was still following me. I had lost track of him.

When I saw him sitting on the fountain already, stuffing a rice cake into his mouth, I growl. “Hey, what did I tell you about those, they’re for after dinner!” Setting the bags down, I hand him his drink then handed over his share of the food I’d just bought. “Here, eat these first.” I told him, closing the box and moving it aside so I could sit next to my friend, how he had gotten a hold of it was a mystery.

Vegeta looked at the items I had given him, as if he didn’t understand. I sigh and open the bottle for him, holding it to his lips. He glances to me and takes a sip. Instantly there was a smile on his face, “Sweet.” He declared, taking the bottle from me. I open the container of sushi and broke the disposable chopsticks apart, handing them to Vegeta. He had set his drink aside and looked at he sticks he now held. He put them aside as well, taking his gloves off, he picked up the food from the tray and shoved it into his mouth.

“This is good,” He growled.

“Try this,” I say, picking up the packet of wasabi. Opening it, I put a little on one of his salmon rolls. He looked at it then at me before picking it up. He sniffed it than tossed it into his mouth.

“GAH!!!” He declared, his eyes were watering and his face was turning red. To laugh now would mean instant death, so I hold back my amusement. He took a swift gulp from his drink and glowered at me. “You’re trying to poison me!”

“That’s just wasabi, its hot…” I said, putting some on my own sushi. “There is a secret to eating it…so that it doesn’t burn your throat and nose. If you eat it right, it tastes really good, almost sweet.”

He didn’t seem to be listening to me any more. He was holding up the packet of ginger. “What is this?” He asked me and I take it from him, my fingers brushing against his.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” He yelped, pulling back from me, holding his bare hand to his chest. In his mind I could sense, smell, and almost taste, blood. I stare at him, as if I were mesmerized, now what was that? Another painful memory?

I shift my gaze back to the packet that I was holding. Opening it, I pulled out one of the slivers of ginger. “Well…this is pickled Ginger, this is even sweeter than the wasabi.” I place the sliver on Vegeta’s last peace of sushi. “Go on, try it.”

He picked the ginger off of the top and ate it by itself. The packet was snatched from me and he ate the rest of the ginger by itself too. “Aren’t you going to eat?” He pointed to the food I hadn’t even touched.

“Yeah…” I said, rubbing the back of my head and laughing before I picked up my chopsticks, “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

He grunts and opens the next package. I turn my attention back to my food.

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“What the hell is a bank?” Vegeta asked, looking up at the sign that was hanging on the wall to the left of the door. “What are those dumb characters there? They aren’t Common.”

“That is Kanji, the Japanese use it to write.” I tell him. There was an ATM out front of the bank and I decided I would use it instead of going into the bank itself. I was sure that Vegeta would make a ruckus in there. “I could teach you Japanese, it really is an interesting Language. In fact…there is a Japanese book store right there across the street!”

He looks across the street then shrugs his shoulders. “What is this dumb machine for?”

“It dispenses money.” I tell him, putting my card through the slot. Punching the buttons, I quickly got the money I needed and a receipt of my transaction. Looking at the receipt, I had to smile. I still had a lot of money to play with before I had to enter another tournament to get more.

“What are you grinning at?” He asked, trying to read the paper over my shoulder. Crumpling it up I throw it into a waist receptacle that was kept nearby.

“Come on, I’ve got to go to the bathroom.” I tell him.

“Hn.” We walk up the block and down first street towards were the Miyako hotel rested. That was the nearest and most decent restroom, I didn’t want to have to drag Vegeta all the way back to Star Bucks. “This place…it looks expensive.”

I look up at the hotel we were just interring. “It is, I stayed here only once before, and that was for a sparing tournament that was going on the next day…” I tell Vegeta, but again, he wasn’t paying attention to me. He had gone up to the café counter that was in the corner of the lounge.

“Kakkarot,” He calls for me and I come to stand at his side. “I want those.” He points at the cookies that were for sale. I grimace, I was absolutely stuffed, how could Vegeta summon the room to eat anything else, especially after he nearly ate all the rice cakes by himself.

“Maybe after I go to the bathroom.” I tell him, “Come on, didn’t you say you had to go too?” I wasn’t sure if he had said that, or if I had read it from his mind, it was getting hard to tell the difference.

He nods and starts to follow me back down a hallway. At the end were two doors. He was about to go into the one that was marked for females yet again, but I grab him before he could. “That…” I point at the image of a skirted stick figure. “Means that girls use that restroom. This one…means that men use this restroom.”

“So?” He said to me but I drag him into the male’s bathroom just to make sure he doesn’t go into the girl’s restroom. Closing he door, I lock it. “There is only one.”

I didn’t know what he meant by that so I turn towards the task of relieving myself. Pulling down my pants I empty my bladder with a sigh.

“BIG.” He purrs just as I was shaking myself off. Glancing over my shoulder, I realize he was looking at me, his cheeks flushed and his eyes clouded. I felt myself blush and I quickly tucked myself away. Vegeta didn’t seem to notice, his eyes had shifted up to my face. “Kakkarot…I can’t stand it any more…” He said, and I found him pressed up against me. He was as hard as a rock, I could fell him against my thigh .

“Vegeta!” I gasped, feeling myself harden. That intensely sweet scent was back and I realized it was coming from my friend.

“I need you…” He moaned, rubbing himself up against me. My will power almost broke, but I somehow managed to control myself enough to shove Vegeta away.

“Not here…” I pant, surprised at the words coming from my mouth. I never wanted this sort of thing with my friend, I’m not like my brother or his mate, and I tell the prince, ‘not here’?

The prince didn’t seem to like that suggestion…his hands were all over me, his lips trailing over my neck. Groaning rather loudly, I grab Vegeta’s ass, pulling the other closer to me. Somewhere deep inside my mind, I knew what was going on. Somehow I knew that Vegeta was in…

HEAT….