He Likes Me For Me

Hiya readers I’m updating sooner yay! Though it took me 11 days that’s sooner then last time. By the way thank you for the reviews and still keep sending me your decisions on who will be submissive! The score so far is one: Vegeta one: Goku so keep sending them. Anonymous reviews are now acceptable. Sorry about that but I forgot to take the option off in my profile so nobody has been able to review unless they were signed. But that’s changed now so enjoy and tell me how it was.

Disclaimer: don’t own it plain and simple

Chapter 4:

Trunks got out of bed rubbing his eyes, as he got dressed for work. Stopping by Goku’s room he knocked on the door. Receiving no answer he poked his head in. Beneath the covers a sleepy sayjian peeked its spiky hair out to search for the one that had called him. Blinking deep ebony the handsome man sat up and glared at Trunks sleepily.

“Goku? How are you feeling?” The full-blooded sayjian groaned and groggily crawled out from under the warm comforter that had been his new found desires arms. Looking up at the demi-sayjian he brightened slightly. “Hi Trunks, Yeah I’m feeling better”

The purple-haired boy smiled at his best friend’s father. It was sad that Goku was alone now; but knowing what hell she put Goku through he figured this was better. Huh my economics teacher said that all species belonged with their own kind. I know my parents broke it off but I never really thought that Goku counted as different. I mean he grew up thinking he was a human. Guess now that it’s not just my parents broken up it proves my teacher’s theory. Humans will be together and Sajians will be...well It’s just Dad and Goku so...!? Wow that was a dirty thought. I better stop before I have to look closely at my own sexuality and start wondering. God then I’ll just end up stumbling into a closet and pop out with a man and a fainting mother. (A/N: you know the whole coming out of the closet fraise... Hehehe I just made it interesting, poor Trunks-kun sigh what will he do) “Ummm... Trunks?” Goku looked at the out-of-it boy and chuckled.

“Oh! Yeah heh Breakfast is down stairs, It smells ready if ya’ want some. I have to go to work bye!” Goku perked up at the food statement and smiled and waved good-bye to the Capsule corp. Vice President. “bye!”

Smelling the intoxicating smell of freshly cooked food, and well made to be exact, he decided to search it out. Well first he went to put on some clothes for training that he was hoping to endure with Vegeta.

DOWN STAIRS IN THE KITCHEN

Running down stairs Trunks snatched his brief case upon entering the kitchen expecting to see gourmet take out fixed on plates to look like it was made fresh. His mom usually did that because really she couldn’t cook at all. She always tried to but whenever there was something good it was purchased. Upon seeing that there was no take out boxes he knew his taste buds were in for a real treat. When it smelled good when there were no take out bags that meant that only two people could’ve cooked it; his grandmother or his father. Yes Vegeta the sayjian prince could cook, and very well. Seeing as his grandmother was on vacation in France it was his father cooking. He had found out a while back when his Grandparents and mother had gone away to a science convention leaving him with the grumpy prince. He had been horrified to find that his father chose to cook instead of order out. Trunks figured it was a pride thing about having to be the provider but he was shocked to find his father’s food was better than Chi- chi’s! Now that was good food. Coming out of another daze he smiled kindly to his father that was sitting at the head of the table.

“So I guess this means moms away?” Trunks stated this while picking up some juice, downing it as he shoveled random entrées into his mouth.

“Hn. And like as before you won’t tell your mother about this clear? Slow down and eat like a decent sayjian.” The prince continued eating at a quick but neat pace. Trunks nodded his head and obeyed his father and then went to leave for work. “Oh Bulma says that your in charge while she’s gone and that she’ll be back soon as well as a kiss for you and that she loves you.” Trunks laughed as he herd his father say that last part.

“Okay well you have a nice day” he said jokingly to his father like a mother reprimanding her son on his first day of school. “Train hard with Goku and remember to play nice” Trunks cackled as he ran out the door about to get punched by his father who had stood up and growled. Alone again he sat down and stared out the window not feeling like finishing his food at the moment.

“Hmph stupid boy” the prince scowled then smiled slightly thinking about what might happen today. He would probably spar with Kakarrot if he felt up to it. As he held that thought the exact person entered said dining room. He was hunched forward being dragged by the smell of fresh cooking in his nostrils. Smiling as he spotted Vegeta at the large table. Sitting down he plopped himself adjacent to his prince’s chair.

Nodding slightly at the other, Vegeta continued to finish up his breakfast. Both kept silence to eat knowing that sayjian appetite wouldn’t allow anything but that. Comments and small talk was to be after they were at least more than half way done. Goku took one bite of the food and his pupils flared. This was the best food he had ever eaten! This could only be cooked by Bulma’s mom, right? I thought she was away on vacation though? After finishing the majority of the food he needed Goku decided to ask Vegeta to solve the little mystery. “Um..ano Vegeta-san but did Bulma finally learn how to cook?”

Just looking up slightly Vegeta shortly acknowledged his comrade. “No, she is actually away on business, she left this morning.”

“Then this is take-out?” Goku became confused as he was given a dismissive nod of the prince’s head.

“Trunks cook—“again he received a negative response.

“Nope, guess again.” Vegeta smiled as he prepared himself for the look on Goku’s face when he found out that he made it. Thinking for a while Goku eventually gave up.

“Gee ya’ stumped me ‘Geta. I don’t know you I guess cause you’re the only other one here that I know.” Goku looked for an answer assuming that his guess was completely wrong.

“Bingo! Finally. You are correct sir. You may pass go and collect a hundred dollars.” Vegeta held his hand in the air for emphasis as he sarcastically told Goku that he finally guessed right. “Geez Kakarrot took you long enough. Yes I cooked breakfast and If you know what’s good for you, you won’t tell any one or you won’t get any more of this food. Goku meeped and closed his mouth immediately but still shocked that he had made this excellent food. Since when was Vegeta so funny when he talked sarcastically to him.

“Okay Vegeta whatever you say but this is really good you’re an excellent cook.” Goku didn’t want to get Vegeta mad so he ended it with that. If he got Vegeta mad he might not cook for him again. And boy was it worth it. Vegeta gazed at the other sayjian, already finished with his own meal he smiled at Goku for his comment. Surprised by the action, but Goku smiled back with a true happy smile.

“Vegeta why are you being so kind to me and when did you learn to cook?” Vegeta laughed at his last remaining subject.

“I learned to cook a long time ago when I was bored or alone. I had plenty of time to prefect it because I was always alone. As for your other question it’s because your single” Vegeta smirked at the other. Goku on the other hand didn’t understand the hint of that statement and took it offensively. He stood up angered at the shorter man.

“So you’re pitying me! You said you hate that when I do that to you but you can do it to others?!” Shaking his head he tried to explain. “No, baka your single now and so am I which means there’s a chance” Again white canines gleamed in the ever present smirk at the slow witted sayjian

Tilting his head side ways the younger sayjian stared at him “A chance?”

“Yes Kakarrot a chance...”still not under standing Goku gave up and finished his breakfast to go spar. Maybe he could ask again later....

Goku crouched in a fighting position opposite his prince. Charging forward Vegeta thrust his fist into Goku’s stomach. Dodging it Goku lunged, kicking his prince’s chest. An after image faded and Goku’s foot went through falling flat on his face.

“Ha you missed!” The royal sayjian boasted.

“Not for long I’ll get you” the younger sayjian smirked as he was pulled into the heat of battle. This went on for a while. Some hits some misses and a ki blast here or there. Suddenly Goku grabbed him in a strangle hold. This was how it always ended. Vegeta got an idea and flipped the tables for a chance.

“Your going down!” The prince snickered. Throwing their body weight downwards as he kept him a hold, Vegeta plummeted them to the earth’s surface. As they crashed towards the ground Goku tangled his legs with Vegeta’s, trapping him in the fall.

“KABOOM!” the two sayjians collided with the floor of the earth.

“Uh my head...” Goku groaned at the acute pain. It felt like he cracked his skull as well as braking every other bone in his body.

“That was some spar huh ‘Geta?...” Goku turned around to see and here nothing

“Vegeta!?”

Yay! Thank you all for your reviews for the last chapter. I got to go type up the fifth ‘cause I’m bored and I have time. So this means an even sooner update either for tomorrow or three days from now. Ja!—Chizuko