Find me.. 3 Trunks and Goten were talking to the various girls swooning around them, giggling. Both boys were identically dressed in loose pants and loose black shirts. Apparently Goten had gotten his hands on some gel since his hair was sticking out even more than usual. One of the girls ruffled it even more, causing even more giggles from everyone. Goten looked back at Trunks, who was in the hands of a pretty girl as well. They both laughed before Goten’s eyes travelled up to the stairs. Trunks noticed Goten’s distraction and turned around to see what he was staring at. Coming down the stairs was a nervous looking Goku, hips swaying a bit from side to side and brushing his hair back with his left hand. Both Saiyan teens looked at each other in amazement and laughed when a girl next to him asked why Goten had kept his brother a secret from them. With that Trunks sent a silent message to Goten, agreeing that Goku looked very young indeed especially with that cute, nervous smile the male wore. “Hi guys”. “Hi dad! Glad you could make it” Trunks nodded and gave a small pat to his back. “Yeah! Good to see you here!”. “Jeez dad what did you do to yourself?” Goten said sniffing deeply and tugging on a loose corner of his shirt. Goku pulled a little boys sad face. “Is it that bad? I just pulled something from the closet”. “Yeah well....” “Its great! I love it!” Trunks grinned. “I know somebody who is sure going to have some success tonight. Even the guys are staring at you!”. Goku blushed, causing Goten and Trunks to giggle. “Well never-mind, just have fun okay? Want something to drink?” “Yeah, a beer would be fine”. “Alright” Trunks replied before turning back to grab a small can from the tray with ice behind him. “Ano Trunks?”. “Yeah?” “Uhm... Would you mind turning the music down a bit?” he asked. Goten and Trunks laughed out loud, the girls chuckling with them. Goku looked down, feeling slightly embarrassed. But the music was really hurting his delicate ears. “Off course not! This is a party! Not some old folks dance reunion... If you don’t want the music so loud then just go outside in the garden, there are people there too, and there’s different music there”. “Um...Okay”. Trunks smiled and raised his beer. “This is where the real party is!” he said shouting so loud that people yelled too, agreeing with him. Patting Goku on the back, Goten smiled at him and nudged him out of the room. “Just go have fun dad”. Goku nodded and set off to find a more silent place. After a few minutes he found himself a nice bench in the corner of the room and simply sat there sipping his beer, looking at all the people dancing in front of him. Some were dancing so close it almost made him blush to the roots of his hair. At some point it made him think of the few days before, when he sat outside looking out to the stars, feeling isolated and cut-off from others. Then something got his attention. Almost floating through the mass was a strong back, shining through a see-through tight shirt. The muscles rippled across with every move the person seemed to make. Goku could only catch glimpses of it, his sight every time obstructed by young women and men. Every now and then he saw a fragment of that exquisite back. It made the most complex movements without any effort. Automatically his eyes slid down to the persons waist. Swaying below was a small but elegant rear, teasing him, seducing him with its movements. It was hypnotising him... tearing him apart from the inside. Gulping a big knot down his throat he coughed nervously, taking a quick sip from his beer.His eyes shot across the room, he had seen various women dressed in a black like that, all tight and seducing. Maybe this one was part of that group, although this one wasn’t as curvy as the others, but the smoothness of the dance was amazing. Again trying to lock his eyes on the delicious being, he moved his head from side to side to get a look of it again. Then suddenly the person turned its face slightly to the side; eyes closed and sliding one hand over his side. Goku gasped immediately. He recognised that stern, royal face of the Saiyan prince, the elegant eyes. Blinking his eyes, he looked again and again. Vegeta had cut his hair short, reducing it to shorter spikes. He had his mouth slightly open, panting because of the heat of all those people around him. Goku licked his. He never thought Vegeta could look so delicious, so seductive and... He shook his head, no this wasn’t good. He had come here simply to talk to the prince, not gobble him up! Him staring at Vegeta and having such thoughts couldn’t be good. Kami! He wanted to rip the shirt of the prince’s body and feel that skin burning underneath his fingers. Shivering, he slid his own hand up his arm in reaction to the sudden chill, thinking how it we be if this was Vegeta’s skin, and the hand was his, sliding the light fabric off the bronze skin. Suddenly he snapped his eyes open, forcing himself to stop thinking such impure thoughts. This was impossible. He hadn’t seen the prince for over four years now and had always seen him as a friend. Why would he see him as attractive now? It was all happening so quickly...surely he was going crazy! The taller Saiyan slowly looked up and saw fragments of the prince sliding over the floor before him. Goku grinned, he must be doing this on purpose... Oh man... What if he gave in? What if he just followed these new feelings? Hadn’t he told himself to have fun tonight? Softly shaking his head, Goku realised that it would be wrong to take advantage of Vegeta like that. Even so, Vegeta would reject him for being weird, for being a pervert, thinking about a other man in that way. But why then, did that other man make his heart beat faster? Why couldn’t he take his eyes of that exquisite figure in front of him. Being around Vegeta, even though he didn’t see him all that much, made him feel better than ever. This nervous tingly feeling was making his mind spin, driving him pleasantly insane. Vegeta would reject him anyway. It had taken him years to get even a little bit close to him. And now seeing the man after so many years, he strongly doubted he could risk their precious friendship over this. It would ruin everything. It was better to stay around the prince in silence, just as a friend, instead of destroying their friendly relationship with one of his foolish emotions. Standing up as gracefully as he could without spilling someone’s drink, he walked toward to the garden. Once outside, a soft wind blew over his shirt; warm and soothing. When the door closed with a soft click, the music instantly ebbed, leaving the soft tunes that came from the small speakers in the corner of the garden. There weren’t many people out, just a few pairs gazing at the stars, pointing at them with their almost empty bottles. Others were too wrapped in a deep conversation to notice him. This was a good place to think about everything. Thanks to the warm day, there was a pleasant breeze blowing softly through the night. Sitting with his back against the wall, he pondered what to do next. After a while, still stuck, he looked up. Above him, silver and serene, was the large moon, bathing everyone in its beautiful blue glow. Goku grinned. He had been truly glad that Kami-sama had removed his tail permanently, for now he could look at the moon without being afraid of transforming again. Since then, he had always admired the large white sphere, always being there no matter what happened. Still there was always a part of him that started to boil whenever he saw it. Perhaps it had something to do with him being Saiyan. Come to think of it... His eyes dwelled off to the stars next to the moon; they looked so tiny now. Yet somewhere up there must have been his home-planet. “Baka”. Back To part 4 To part 2 |