Past To future

I don\'t own anything, don\'t care to...too much of a headache. Anyways! Writers block is almost gone I think...whent out and had lots of fun! Got a little too drunk and stumbled back home and wrote some amazing shit....so I think, going off of what I wrote last night I\'ll be able to keep going for a little while longer! BUT! I STILL NEED YOUR SUPPORT! SO REVIEW!

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“Come on, you’ve gotta eat.” Raditzu said, trying to entice his little brother to at least sample the beef stew he had made for their breakfast. “At least TRY it…”

Goku pushed his brother away with a gentle hand, “No…” he said, looking close to tears. “I’m not hungry.”

Looking to his mate, Raditzu shrugged helplessly. He had always been able to get Vegeta to eat, even when the cub was sick or too impatient to want to. “Napa…do something,” He mouthed to his mate, over his brother’s head.

“Kakkarot, eat it.” He said roughly around a mouthful of his own food. He wasn’t in the mood to do as his mate asked, and force feed the stubborn fool. Getting a dark glower from his mate, he shrugged it off with a roll of his eyes.

Goku grew tired of this and knocked the bowl Raditzu held out to him onto the ground. “NO…you two are HORRIBLE! Why aren’t you out there looking for him? Do you have ANY idea of what Vegeta’s gone through just to protect you!” He declared standing up, anger flashing over his face. “I’ve had to listen to his dreams, his thoughts for the last few days…its just…awful what he’s had to live through! If he thinks I am not a fit mate to haveb if he thinks I‘m not fit to share his pain with…then I‘m not fit to live. Just go find your prince and leave me alone to die…”

“We know all to well, you don’t think we didn’t notice the wounds…the pain…his change in attitude…but believe me…it is best to leave him be in a moment like this.” Raditzu declared, picking up the bowl, a scowl on his face. “If you don’t want to eat, fine…be that way! But you are going to take a bath! Now GO, and if I hear anything further about how unfit you are to live, I‘ll box your damned tail! So don‘t even THINK about it, buster!”

“Why are you shouting at daddy?” Gohan asked, watching the grown ups, he looked upset.

“Sorry Gohan, your dad is just being really stupid right now…” Raditzu said, picking the child, cradling him against his chest. Turning, he watched the young Saiyan storm off around the house.

“Why is he being stupid?”

“You shouldn’t be arguing with him…he is going to be moody, Vegeta isn’t feeling too happy…” Napa said, setting his bowl aside. Standing, he made his way to his mate, putting an arm around the slighter Saiyan’s waist. “How are you feeling this morning?”

Raditzu’s face slowly broke into a grin, “How do you think I’m feeling you baka.” He said, leaning up to kiss his partner.

“I’m BOARD…” Gohan whined, watching the adults kiss. He had only seen his mother and father do that, but didn’t think anything of the act. He just wanted to go play with his dad. Maybe he could make his daddy smile again. These two didn’t seem to be able to do it.

“Go play then,” Raditzu said, setting the cub down, pushing him off on his way.

“No really, Ditzu…” Napa whispered, nuzzling his mate’s cheek. “How are you feeling? Being this early in pregnancy makes you sick…right? Do you need anything?”

Raditzu shook his head, a smile coming over his features once more, “I was sick earlier…but I’m feeling better. Hmm…maybe you can serve me some of that soup I made?” He let his mate kiss him, purring in comfort before he broke away to sit on a log.

“If you weren’t knocked up, I wouldn’t be waiting on you hand and foot,” Napa said, a smile sneaking over his stony features, making him look handsome. Handing the bowl to his mate, he sat next to him, putting an arm around the other once more. “That slop was good, by the way…”

“Hah, thanks…but don’t call it slop, or I won’t cook for you again.” He said, glancing to his mate with a loving smile on his face.

“GET AWAY FROM ME GOHAN!”

Wincing, Raditzu turned in the direction he knew the shout had come from. “Kakkarot…” He said, watching his nephew run back around the house, crying, a fist full of daisies in his hand. “Awe…come here Gohan.” Scooping the crying cub up into his arms, he held him tight against his chest while he tried to eat.

“Dadddyyyyy YELLLLEEEDDD At me,” He sobbed, whipping at his face with the hand that held the flowers, crushing them beyond recognition.

“It’s okay…your daddy isn’t feeling good right now, but when he is…I’m sure he will feel really bad about yelling at you.” Raditzu said, stroking that impossibly soft hair that sort of reminded him of his own.

Napa suddenly stood, “Who the hell…” He said, his ki raising and sweeping out to envelope his mate and the brat he held.

“What is it…“ Raditzu’s eyes went to the sky, spotting what his mate was watching. Closing in on their position, a small Saiyan like creature flew, he appeared to be in a rush. Standing as well, he raised his own ki ready for a fight if it were called for.

The short, bald man landed, looking sweaty and out of breath. “Goku…where’s GOKU!?” The man asked, eyes taking in the two tall Saiyans. Stumbling backwards, he fell on his ass, fright overtaking his homely features. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIM YOU MONSTERS!”

“Kuririn!” Gohan squealed, at once recognizing his father’s childhood buddy. Leaping from Raditzu’s arms, he landed and dashed to the man who was just a little taller than he was. “Don’t be afraid! These are my uncles!”

“U-uncles…” He sputtered, eyes growing large. “Gohan, where’s your dad…there is something bad happening just north of here.”

“Huh?” Gohan said, a frown coming to his pudgy face, “He’s taking a bath, but he is being MEAN! He YELLED at me!”

“I’m sure he had a good reason, come on Gohan! Lets go get him!” Kuririn said, taking the cub’s hand and dashing off around the side of the house.

Glancing to each other wordlessly, they followed. Finding the new comer at the edge of the tub, “Kuririn was it? I wouldn’t suggest…” Raditzu called out. Watching his brother turn in the tub and smile at the bald man.

“Long time, no see!” Goku cried, sadness about his eyes even though he was smiling and clapping the other on the shoulder.

“Uh, yeah…well.. I’m not here just to visit! Goku, Satan city is under attack…a crazy man with a…uh…tail…he’s attacking everything within sight! Piccolo was fighting the beast...but he’s loosing fast.”

Goku’s face grew serious and Raditzu could have sworn he saw a touch of anger on his brother’s brow. He himself was angry, knowing that the one this bald man was talking about was probably his prince. “Uh, Goku, are you feeling okay…Chichi has told me that you’ve moved out with the two aliens we felt…” Kuririn said, his eyes darting to the two men with tails standing not far from them.

Goku didn’t answer his friend’s question, instead he stood and grabbed his clothes, not caring who’s eyes were on his sleek, glistening frame. A hand slowly stole up to the open wound that adorned his shoulder before he flared his ki and began to dress. Neither did he say a word when he took off, his power levels soaring, making him appear to be a shooting star in the clear blue sky.

“Come on, lets follow him!” Raditzu cried, jumping into the crystalline sky as well, expecting his mate to follow him.

“HEY! WAIT…where are you going?” Kuririn hollered after the other, his gaze falling back down to the young boy who stood next to him looking just as confused as he felt. “With out me…” He finished, rubbing the back of his head much in the same way Goku often did. “Well…I guess I’m going to have to take care of you…hmm? Come on Gohan…I bet you miss your mother…”

Gohan felt apprehension filter down through him, “No…I don’t” He confessed but Kuririn had already picked him up, carrying him off in the direction of his mother’s house.

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Vegeta crushed another pathetic human under the heal of his leather boots. The smell of blood was strong, he could almost taste it upon the air and it fueled the deep burning pain he felt in his heart. Furiza had made him into the beast he was today. Snarling, he kicked a small child away from his dead mother. “Can’t stop me now…can you, you GIANT PICCLE!” He had managed to grind that damned weak, green skinned creature into the ground, now it was time to drown his tears in blood.

~”You will never defeat me, Vegeta…I’ll always be here to destroy all the things that you love and cherish.”~ Vegeta was in mourning, but in place of the black vials his people wore during funerals, he painted himself with blood. Upon his face were the symbols of a mate who stood alone in the world, looking to the sky, he screamed his pain and misery. He had to leave Kakkarot, he had decided. Furiza wouldn’t let him have this love, he would destroy his mate….he couldn’t have that.

Killing your own emotions, it was the most painful torture in the world, but Vegeta knew it had to be done…before Furiza could do it for himself. He could not have Kakkarot’s love. No matter how much he needed it.

~”You will never defeat me, Vegeta…I’ll always be here to destroy all the things that you love and cherish.”~

Walking up a crowded street, he watched the masses flee, trying to find some place to hide. He knew he surely must look frightening, even without the gushes of blood that painted his arms, his hands, and his cloths. Licking his lips he tasted the putrid foreign blood of the Ningens he had killed so ruthlessly. “Who wants to die next?” He whispered.

To imagine, this all started with a bad dream, a waking nightmare and a whole lot of self loathing. When he was done, he knew Kakkarot wouldn’t want to have anything to do with him. All the better.

~”You will never defeat me, Vegeta…I’ll always be here to destroy all the things that you love and cherish.”~

“I don’t deserve him…I should be alone forever. I‘m a whore…” Snatching up a crying child, he snapped her neck with a quick movement of his gory hands. Shuddering he found some sort of sick pleasure in it.

~”You will never defeat me, Vegeta…I’ll always be here to destroy all the things that you love and cherish.”~

“SHUT UP!” He screamed once more, tearing down an unsuspecting building with a large ki blast.

“VEGETA!”

Growling, he turned, “Not again…can’t they leave me alone…” Vegeta snarled, fists clenching convulsively at his side. When he saw it was the innocent idiot he had bedded, he felt anger like a dark spike steal its way into his heart. Reaching up to the bond mark he knew was there, he barked. “COME TO GLOAT?”

Goku floated down to the cracked and tumbled down pavement, some heated emotion stirring behind those chocolate brown eyes. “About what?” He asked, his eyes taking in the damage his prince had dealt so cruelly. “I do not know what you are thinking…you blocked me from your mind.”

“I KNOW you want to say it, so just go on and call me a Slut…just like he does…so I have a REASON to HATE YOU!” He roared, fisting his hand in the other’s training garment. “Or do you want to LAUGH at me because I gave my heart to you and I‘m frightened now!”

The younger Saiyan looked mildly confused but even greater was his annoyance but he said nothing. This seemed to piss Vegeta off to no end and the prince took it out on a few of the last people running up the street. “HAH!” He laughed in triumph, watching their flesh sizzle after his ki had passed over them. “How do you like that? HUH?”

He leveled a flat glare at his prince, holding his hand out he shot a ki blast at a hobbling old woman who looked terrified to be on that troubled street. “It was weak…” He growled, his attack leveling the buildings behind the senior citizen for a block or more. Before Vegeta could respond, his mate was pounding him, fists flying faster than they had ever flown before. “HOW DARE YOU!”

Raditzu landed on a building, his mouth agape.

~Just leave me alone, I don’t want to hurt you! I already feel guilty enough that I took advantage of you while I was in heat…so…so just leave me alone! Don‘t you get it? I‘m trying to push you away!~

~”You will never defeat me, Vegeta…I’ll always be here to destroy all the things that you love and cherish.” The sated lizard growled in the prince‘s ear, removing the fork he had stabbed the royal with. “I am your mate, your only mate…I find you with any one else…and I will kill them.”~

“WHAT? DO YOU THINK I’M AFRAID OF SOME DAMNED ALBINO LIZARD!” Goku growled, spit flying as well as blood as he took his own hits. Vegeta had started to fight back violently, “IS THAT WHAT YOU HONESTLY THINK OF ME!? THAT I’M SOOOO WEAK THAT I COULD NOT FIGHT OFF SOME DAMNED ALIEN REPTILE!?”

“PISS OFF KAKKAROT! YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT! IF I CAN‘T KILL IT, YOU CAN‘T KILL IT!”

Destruction followed their spar and Raditzu had to leap to another building when his perch became in serious jeopardy of becoming a part of the two’s fight.

“YOU NEVER HAD TO LIVE IN THAT ROTTEN HELL!”

“OH!? DIDN’T I!? I’VE SEEN EVERYTHING! I’M YOUR MATE!”

Raditzu watched the building tumble, finding his mate at his side he turned to him, shaking in terror. He had never seen his prince this upset before. The air was filled with their energy. “Napa! We’ve gotta stop them before they destroy the whole city!” He screamed over the sounds of explosions and sirens, it appeared that the police had teamed up with the local army to tackle the perpetrators of this wave of destruction.

“HAH! MATE!? I DISOWN YOU! YOU’RE NOT MY MATE! I WAS DESPERATE AND IN HEAT!! IF I HAD BEEN IN MY RIGHT MIND, I’D NEVER HAVE TOUCHED YOU! NOT EVEN IF I HAD A TEN FOOT POLE !!! SO! GET! LOST! FINAL FLASH!”

The air erupted in fire, smoke and excess ki. Raditzu had to brace himself to keep his footing, even with Napa helping to support him. “Come on, lets go!”

The two leapt off of the building which had begun to crumble under the gust of air that was displaced by Vegeta’s ultimate attack. Rushing in, they tried to launch a surprise attack on their prince only to be thrown back by Vegeta’s strong ki shield.

“Vegeta…” Goku huffed, from the scare in the earth his feet had dug. He had just barely managed to divert that blast. Dashing forward, he took his prince by surprise, thank god for Raditzu’s and Napa’s faulty attack, it distracted Vegeta long enough for Goku to land a solid blow. Knocking Vegeta to the ground, he managed to pin the weakened royal against a pile of smoldering rubble. “If…I‘m not…your mate…if you don’t love me…then…” He took advantage of Vegeta’s shock by capturing the prince’s lips, his body pressing closer against the prince’s.

Relenting little to the taller Saiyan, he continued to struggle. Growling, he tried to focus on fighting Goku off, but his body betrayed him and he couldn’t help but groan when their hips collided again. “Then, why do you want me to kiss you?” Goku whispered in the prince’s ear, quickly drawing the royal to arousal simply by words. “I love you Vegeta…don’t do this to me…please.”

Snarling, he punched Kakkarot hard in the face, sending the other flying. Scrambling to his feet “Wrong…again…” Vegeta spat, ridding his mouth of the thick coating of mucus and blood. Pouncing on the downed Saiyan, he restrained the other.

Raditzu winced, pushing himself up, a hand coming to his aching head. “What the hell hit me?” He mumbled, rubbing the dust from his eyes. Napa wasn’t far, and he found strong, safe arms helping him back to his feet.

“Come on…we ought to go home…” Napa said, turning his back on his bond brother and his Prince.

“What…why…we’ve got to stop them! Vegeta‘s got him down!”

“Kakkarot has it under control.”

Vegeta glowered down at his mate. “Kakkarot…what makes you think that I want YOU to kiss ME…I’m in control here. You will NEVER kiss me…I will ALWAYS kiss you…” He panted, his lips finding Goku’s once more. Moaning, he let Goku’s arms go, his hands tangling into mussed spikes.

Chuckling, the long haired Saiyan agreed with his mate, “GOOD LUCK WITH HIM, KAKKAROT!” He shouted to the couple before taking off back towards home with his own mate.

Gasping, Goku ignored his brother’s cry, a hot wet mouth teasing his ear at that moment. “Kakkarot…” That smoky voice purred, and Goku found himself just as aroused as his mate. Purring along with the crowned Prince, he let his hands roam down over Vegeta’s perfect ass. “Here…”

“Hmm, what?“ Goku asked and somewhere in the back of his mind he felt the full warmth of their bond return, a flood of emotions filling him from the prince who tore at his clothing now.

“I’m sorry…” Vegeta whispered, licking at the bloody scratches he had left on the other’s chest in his hast to be rid of the other’s clothing. “Please, let me make it up to you?

“Vegetaaahhhh.” He couldn’t help but moan, spreading his legs juts like had done all those times before when his prince had used that hungry, lust filled voice to address him. ~I need your touch so bad, my prince.~

Chuckling deep in his throat, Vegeta sat up, looking down at the man who had just begged him to have sex with him. “I don’t know…do I really want to touch you right now? I’m dirty…bloody…sweaty…a mess…” He said, picking at the filthy shirt that was about to fall of his shoulder, it was in such tatters. Reaching forward, he slowly ran his hand over the bulge in Goku’s pants. “Maybe another time…”

“I don’t care…” Goku pleaded with the man who held his heart…and well, other muscles in his hand. Leaning up he kissed his prince with a hunger he wouldn’t even show his meals.

“Mmmm…“ The prince grunted into those passionate lips, his hands coming down to rip the last of Goku’s clothing off and toy with the hard flesh he had only felt through Goku’s Gi before. Pausing, he broke their mind blowing kiss to yank his gloves off with his teeth, spearing the ruined leather no further though. His attention was wholly fixed upon his mate’s needy body.

“Goku?” Choked the little bald monk who had arrived moments ago, just to be buried in a pile of ruble. Pushing the last slab of stone off of him, he stood on trembling legs, his eyes taking in the sight of two writhing bodies.

~You know of the pain…the blood…~ Vegeta thought to his mate, slowly running his bare hands up and over Goku’s chest for the first time. Not even when he had bonded the other, had he taken his gloves off. “Kakkarot…I love you so much…” ~I’m so glad…that I’ve never really hurt you…and that you never gave up on me…~

“Sshhhh,” Goku silenced the other, bringing those trembling, bare fingers to his lips. “Maybe this won’t hurt so much any more,” He joked, slowly taking them into his mouth to suck and nip at them.

Nearly tumbling down the ashes of the building Kuririn had found himself buried under, he made his way to his friend, eyes wide with disbelief “Goku…what…what the HELL ARE YOU DOING! YOU’RE MARRIED! And…and…”

Vegeta broke away from Goku, his angry eyes shifting to the bald man, bloody murder back in his orbs. “Goku…he…he just got done killing half this city…and…and…HE’S A GUY and…and…” The prince stood, anger swaying him towards violence once more even though he could feel his mate’s protests in his mind.

Screaming like a little girl in his fright, Kuririn turned to run, only to slip in a puddle of drying blood. Crashing roughly into another pile of ruble, he knocked his head hard, passing out. “Who…the fuck…how…DARE HE!” The prince seethed, finding his still highly aroused mate at his back.

“Come on Vegeta…lets go somewhere quiet to clean up…and…” Images flew back and forth between the two new mates faster than fists had flown in their fight.

Tangling a hand in Goku’s hair, the prince yanked the other down, thrusting his tongue roughly past bruised lips. Almost as if trying to pick up where they had left off before, the prince grasped Goku’s tail, ruffling the fur while he rocked his hips forward into Goku’s thigh suggestively.

Goku’s trembling legs barely supported his weight and before long, he found himself laying back down, a completely naked prince pressed against him. Erections clashing and rubbing against each other, hands fought to find a means to please the other. Before long tongues had joined the spare and maoned please and growled warnings were exchanged.

“THAT’S THE MONSTER!”

Vegeta gasped, finding a calloused hand on his sex, pumping him fiercely. “Oh god, Kakkarot, don’t stop…” He groaned, thrusting freely into that rough embrace.

Screams of horror filled the air, but neither of the couple noticed. Their cries, thoughts and own pleasure too much to handle, let alone any other sensory input. “You like that…Kakkarot,” Vegeta chuckled breathlessly against his mate’s throat, returning the favor, his hand quickly becoming slick with his mate’s precum.

“Uuummm hhhhhmmmm nnnn…Vah…Vah…V-vvvaaaaaahhhhhgggeeeEEETTTAAAHHH!” Goku’s hoarse voice moaned over the growing shouts and sounds of havoc around them, his end coming sharp and sweet. Spilling himself into that hot, tinny hand, he collapsed back to the ground. Feeling his mate‘s seed in his own hand, he smiled up at the other, spent, sated and all too happy to cuddle with his mate.

“You’re under arrest for murder, destruction of government property, public nudity and countless other crimes…”

Groaning, Vegeta’s focus turned back out to the real world, realizing at once that they were surrounded by men in blue uniforms and a handful of ass holes who appeared to be part of an army of some kind. “Shit,” He said, his smile still on his face. Nothing could ruin the mood he was in now. “Come on, lets go somewhere quiet and finish this…”

“If they move, open fire!”

“Yeah, we need to talk, really.” Goku whispered, eyeing the shredded remains of his clothing. He was going to pick their clothing up, but there was nothing left. Instead, Vegeta pulled him to his feet and then into the air. The peace of the morning exploding once more, this time in an ear splitting roar of gun fire. Vegeta raised his ki, instantly vaporizing the bullets and the men who were firing them.

Rocketing higher into the air from the smoldering crater Vegeta had created, the two mates glanced to each other. They both silently agreed to return to Goku’s privet home in the mountains, taking the straightest path, they stopped off momentarily in the clearing Vegeta had dumped his earth clothing in.

“But what about my brother and Napa?” Goku asked, suddenly realizing that the others may have already gone back.

“They’ll laugh at us, but I don’t care…if they make you feel uncomfortable, I’ll hurt them…” Vegeta said, a glower on his face. He had been naked around the two mates on several occasions, he was not shy. Hell, they had just had sex out in public, for anyone to watch Landing in Goku’s dooryard, he turned a sharp glance towards Raditzu and Napa who were sparing lightly. They had already turned their attention to them, their mouths hanging open.

Raditzu was the first one to wag his stupid tongue, “Whoa, look at those bruises! You dog,” Raditzu chuckled, his eyes racking over his brother’s form. He also noted the drying seaman, but he knew not to speak of that.

Blushing, Goku laughed too loud out of embarrassment, scratching the back of his head, “Well..”

“Shut up, Bakarot.” He growled, yanking Goku towards the back of the lot where the tub stood. “Get in…” He ordered, pointing to the bath.

Goku didn’t need to be told twice, jumping in, he began to scrub his body, starting with his tail. He may have just had a bath a few hours ago, but after their fight and bout of love making…

Chuckling, Vegeta climbed in behind his mate. “Well, lets start talking…” He watched Goku scrub his hair, his tongue running over his plump lips to show his appreciation. Absolutely gorgeous.

“Uh…” He slowly let his hands slip out of his hair, turning back towards his friend and lover. “Well…I just wanted to start by telling you, that…no matter what…I love you.” His face turned red, And you’re really good in bed…I mean…REALLY good… “

“Is that all you have to say?” Vegeta smirked, leaning in to kiss Goku on the cheek, “I thought we’ll talk…about everything...abut us...about what I did.” His face grew serious once more, eyes locking with Goku’s.

“Please don’t tell me you hate me,” He whispered, tears already shining in his overly expressive eyes.

“Don’t worry about that, I can’t possibly hate you, Kakkarot…you’re the nicest person I’ve ever met…and you make me happy. Most of the time…” Vegeta said, moving closer to Goku, his tail wrapping around his mate’s waist. “I mean…we need to talk about our relationship.”

“What about it?” He looked clueless, ducking underwater, he washed the suds out of his hair before coming up with a smile on his face. Always the cheerful one.

“Well, its normal for Saiyans to have some sort of discussions after they first bond. At least...that is what Raditzu told me…and since there is no possible way to get you out of my head now…” Vegeta said, looking troubled. He didn’t want to admit to the other that he wasn’t sure what this discussion was supposed to be about per say, even though he knew that Goku already had figured out that he was completely clueless. “I guess we should start with…who should be the dominant mate…”

“You know you want to.” Goku said, his cheeks bright red from embarrassment, just thinking about trying to be dominant…he had NO idea how to even start. “You’re so good at it…so don’t even suggest a change…” As if to emphasize his point, he slowly climbed into Vegeta’s lap, his lips locking with the other‘s.

Sighing, Vegeta grasped Goku’s ass, pulling his mate further up into his lap. Breaking their kiss, “Well that’s settled.” There was a hint of relief in his voice, “Next I guess…I better tell you that I’m still really damned scared. I‘ve never had a mate before…”

“What, you think I’ve done this before?” Goku asked, lacing his hands into his prince’s hair.

“I guess…I’m really just afraid that you’ll get hurt.” Vegeta said, looking away from his mate. “You don’t know Furiza, he always keeps his word.”

“But you had those implants removed…and put into your space pods and had them take off…” Goku said, great sadness filling him as well as anger. “You don’t have to worry.”

“I still worry.” Vegeta said with another sigh, a small smile creeping over his face. “Well, lets drop it, shall we? What are we going to do about space? This house is TOO small for two mates…and if we decide…that we want kids…”

“Kids,” Goku asked, the thought had never occurred to him. Of course, he had heard Raditzu talking about something like this, Saiyan males were able to have kids. He had never thought of it before, his stomach swelling and growing round just as he had watched Chichi’s belly fatten. “Lets have kids…Vegeta, please?”

Vegeta chuckled, “Are you sure about that, Bakarot?” He said, using the insult affectionately. Running his hands up over the other’s back, he purred. Thinking about rearing a whelp with this large idiot, did sound appealing to him. Besides, wasn’t he of that age? If he were to leave this planet for their home world, he would become king and he would need an heir to the throne…”If you’re sure…maybe we should start working on it right now.”

Goku blushed, “Not out here, Raditzu or Napa might see…” He whispered, kissing his mate despite his words. Pulling away from his lover, he sat across the pool from Vegeta. “We’ll need a house then…we should start looking soon…”

“Tomorrow.”

“Agreed,” Goku said, already looking excited. “I’ve plenty of money to get a really nice place from Bulma.”

“That stupid, blue haired bitch?” Vegeta frowned, “I hate her.”

“You’re jealous of her.” Goku said, realizing that he had picked that emotion up out of Vegeta’s mind and that the prince himself hadn’t even realized that that was what he was feeling. Laughing, he shot Vegeta an image of him when he was a kid, where he had nearly attacked that blue haired woman.

Vegeta began to laugh, the sound of it loud and braying. “What’s so funny back here?” Raditzu asked, poking his head around the corner of the house. He stepped into plain view, reveling a bare chest covered in love bites and bruises as well as fresh scratches and wounds from the spar he had been holding with his stronger mate. He held a large wooden spoon in his hand now, “I know both of you’ve not had breakfast or lunch yet…so I’m fixing something.”

At that precise moment, Goku’s stomach chose to rumble, causing Vegeta to burst into gales of laughter once more. Raditzu couldn’t help but laugh as well, “Okay, I’ll come get you two when it is done…don’t start anything you can’t finish before I come back around.”

~Too late for that, you’re stiffer than a dead man, Kakkarot~ Vegeta thought to Goku.

Vegeta and Goku both were laughing now. Raditzu looked baffled but shrugged and left to go back to what ever chore he was currently working on. “So, what should I do about my condition?” Goku asked once he was sure his brother was out of earshot and their splashing match had ended.

“Nothing, we still have shit to discuss,” Vegeta said, face growing serious once more. “Like, are we going to continue to date…I sort of liked it when you took me to that fair…”

“You did? Even after you threw up…” Goku asked, scratching the back of his head.

“Sure…I would have hated the whole thing if it weren’t for that kiss…and those fireworks…” Vegeta looked away, a frown coming over his face. “I left my gloves in the town…DAMNED IT!”

“What…oh…oh no…” Goku said, remembering what happened between his beautiful mate and that strange young Saiyan. “D-don’t worry…after we eat, we’ll go get you some new ones…and then we can go back to the fair or something for our second date.” He said, moving to take his mate’s soft hand in his. Kissing the back of it ever so lovingly.

“You’re…” Vegeta said, his cheeks coloring. Looking up to his mate, he pulled his hand back. “Don’t touch me please…” He looked distraught.

“What? We just made love…you just had your hands all over me…” Goku said, sounding confused. “I thought…”

“I don’t care what you thought,” He shouted before he realized the tone of his voice. “I’m sorry…I just don’t feel comfortable…yet.”

“I see…” He whispered, trying not to let the tears come to his eyes. Oh, he wanted to cry, he probably would latter, but not in front of Vegeta he knew it would make him feel bad.

“Lets go sit by the fire…before we get any more pruned.” Vegeta said, looking sad himself. “We really can’t hide anything from each other…as mates. I’m sorry Kakkarot, I’ll make it up to you. I didn‘t mean to hurt you.”

Goku couldn’t help but grin, there was an idea blooming in his mind about how they could make up this time and he tried hard to shield it from the other. “Okay,” He stood, already wading towards his mate. Pulling Vegeta to his feet, he hugged and kissed him before leaping out and onto the grass. Drying himself with his ki, he left to go grab clothing for the both of them.

“That was fast,” Raditzu teased, watching his brother disappear into the house.

“Hush you, you know they didn’t do anything.” Napa said, glancing to his mate from where he sat, sharpening a knife blade.

“Yeah, at least they are doing things the right way. I was afraid they wouldn’t sit down at talk to each other…” Raditzu said, gazing into the fire, stirring the embers around the stew he was reheating. “You don’t think…”

“That is very rare and you know it.” He said sharply, slamming the steal blade into the old log he sat upon. “Hn…not sharp enough.” He pulled it out, cleaning it off on his already grimy blue jeans. “I’ve only known of one mated couple who drifted apart like that. You were not wrong, Raditzu. They are meant for each other. He has Vegeta laughing and smiling…”

“Yeah? I hope so…I mean, I thought the fighting would stop as soon as they were bonded…but I saw them together back there, there is still an awkwardness between them. Even if they WERE laughing together…” He said, worry for his brother boiling in his gut much like the stew was boiling within the pot.

“You were still young when you left the planet, you didn’t see many of your friends bonded…when a couple bonds like this…when they don’t really know each other. There is always an awkwardness between them to start with. Sex overcomes that gap, and when they aren’t screwing each other blind, they get to know each other.” Napa said, carefully oiling the blade before starting all over again with his sharpening.

“Hey, what are you two talking about?” Goku asked, pulling a black shirt over his damp spikes. Plopping down next to Napa, he watched with a great deal of interest.

“Nothing cub,” Napa said, glancing over his work to his mate. The prince was just sitting down next to Raditzu. “Why don’t you go sit with your mate.”

Goku sighed and glanced to Vegeta who was watching him, but trying hard to look as if he were interested in something else entirely. Standing up, he went and sat between Vegeta’s legs.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Vegeta cried, shocked and embarrassed by this movement.

“Vegeta, calm down, he is just trying to show his affection,” Raditzu chided, ruffling Vegeta’s hair before turning his attention back to the fire. The food was almost done. Grinning, he had to admit that he loved cooking for everyone like this even if it were just leftovers. It may have seemed that this was all he ever did, and maybe that was so but it made him feel so fulfilled.

“Fine…” Vegeta said, rolling his eyes. He had to confess, this was sort of nice. Being close like this with his mate made him feel…warm inside. Absently, he began to play with Goku’s hair, “Raditzu, we’ve decided that we need to move out of this dump. There isn’t enough room for all of us.”

“Agreed,” Raditzu and Napa said as one.

“Hn ,” Vegeta said, finding it suspicious that Raditzu and Napa had exclaimed their answer in unison like that. “Also…Kakkarot and I, we are going out tonight. You better be out of the house when we come back.”

“Why?” Raditzu asked, amusement in his voice knowing exactly why Vegeta wanted this of them.

“Suit yourself,” Vegeta said, shrugging his shoulders.

Raditzu laughed outright, hooking the pot of stew out of the embers with two long sticks. Using a pot holder, he picked it up and started to ladle big steaming spoonfuls into bowls he had set up moments prior. “I hope you don’t mind, I just heated up leftovers from breakfast.”

“Leftovers! I HATE leftovers,” Goku whined, still taking his bowl and devouring it.

“SLOW DOWN! Baka,” Vegeta growled, slapping Goku in the back of the head causing the bigger Saiyan to choke.

Coughing, he looked up at Vegeta, about to say something vicious when he found his prince licking up a smear of stew on his chin. Before long that hot pink tongue was in his mouth and he sighed, forgetting his anger.

“Awe, how cute!” Raditzu cheered, breaking the two mates up. “Oh, don’t stop on my account.”

“Hentai,” Vegeta accused. Turning his attention back to his meal, his cheeks pink from embarrassment. He didn’t know what had possessed him to do that, and in front of Raditzu and Napa too. Grunting, he pushed those thoughts out of his mined, the food before him disappearing rapidly. When bellies were full and dishes cleared out of the way, Vegeta spoke once more. “What sort of house should we go for…should we live in one house…or look for two houses right next to each other…or…does it matter?”

Goku interrupted. “It doesn’t matter with the way Bulma builds houses, everything is sound proof…” He realized what he was saying, his cheeks staining a beautiful crimson for a moment.

“Look at my little brother, becoming quite the hentai himself…Vegeta, you must be rubbing off on your mate” Raditzu teased, elbowing Vegeta in the ribs since he couldn’t do it to Goku himself.

“Well…we are a pack, we should live in the same dwelling. Packs always lived at least in the same area as one another if not in the same house…” Napa interjected.

“Same house,” Goku decided for them all, “I know Bulma will have something for us.”

“Then, if that is settled…” Vegeta said, ~Lets go, Kakkarot.~ Vegeta waited for Goku to stand before he himself stood. Nodding to Raditzu, “Don’t wait up for us.” he motioned for Goku to follow.

~Where are we going?~

~Shut up, I’m not telling you.~

~That isn’t fair!~ Vegeta found that his mate could whine even in his thoughts and it irked him to no end. Putting aside his frustration, he lead the way. They flew a little ways away from their house before setting down once more. ~What…are we doing here?~ “Are we going to…” He felt giddiness filling him, the thought of having Vegeta touching him…and petting him once more was very exciting.

“NO…this is another part of the bonding ritual. The marking during heat…that was just the physical part of it, like the discussion we just had…there are other emotional aspects that we must go through to become true mates.” Vegeta said, taking Goku’s hand in his own. “Its simple…Bonded mates who truly love each other…say vows of sorts…things that they promise to do for the other to show them that they love them. Then when the vows are finished they carve their names upon the earth…it represents that they will be together forever. This is what bonding is really about…”

“Oh…are you sure you want to do this with me?” Goku asked, feeling his heartbeat pick up. He knew he loved Vegeta, or at least that is what he thought he felt for the other…but did his prince truly love him? “I don’t mind if…if you don’t want to.”

“I wouldn’t take you out here unless I meant to perform the ritual.” Vegeta barked, growing weary of his mate’s stupidity. “Now listen…from what I understand…we are to meditate upon what makes us love the other, we are to do this apart from each other. I’ll give you a half an hour…then we will meet at a designated place. We will meet at this tree…okay?”

“Um…okay…” Goku said, scratching his head.

“Then we will tell each other what we thought during our time alone. After the vows are exchanged we will carve our names into this tree…” Vegeta ran his other hand slowly over the bark of a young sapling that was barely wider than Vegeta’s waist. “together, as one.”

“Are all Saiyan traditions this boring?” Goku asked, earning a chuckle from his mate.

“Yes, I’m afraid they are…the only good part of this tradition…is the part that comes after. I get to kiss you, then before midnight I must show my love to you. I can only think of one way.”

Goku blushed a deep crimson, his eyes dropping to their interlaced fingers. “I don’t know about this…Vegeta, this feels so unreal…just a few days ago, you were beating me into the ground with no mercy…and now we are touching…and kissing, and well…”

“This is the life of a Saiyan…I went into heat, you were a physiological and psychological match to me so your scent was very enticing. I needed sexual relief and you were willing…I marked you as my own, creating a physical bond between us. That is really…all mating is about, finding the man or woman who is an exact match to who you are.” Vegeta said, dropping Goku’s hand and scrubbing his palm across his shirt. “I can’t believe I touched you…”

Catching what his prince said, he glowered at the crowned prince, but quickly found himself being pushed away from the tree. “Get going, half an hour meet back here… I’ll be waiting.” Vegeta snapped in anger, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Half an hour…” Goku said, waiving.