Pairings: goku x vegeta, vegeta x goten (maybe later on goku x trunks and trunks x goten) Warning: angst, lemon/lime, bit of swearing Disclaimer: unfortunately I dont own them at all, but I guess I can play with them ^-^ Don’t steal or flame me. You can use the story on your site as long as you say its mine *blushes as if flattered that someone would want that* But for now, why are you still here and start reading!! Kings of pain Part one: First agony Goku slowly rose from his bed. His head hurt like hell and he felt as if he had been tied to bungeejumper’s rope. He was sore all over his body. He rubbed his neck and eyes and looked beside him. The bed was empty. Thats strange, Goku thought. Vegeta always liked to sleep long after watching movies all night long or fight Goku so that they could train their sense of ki without seeing anything. But for the past few weeks, Vegeta seemed to be up and awake way before Goku was. As if he never went to sleep at all. As Goku showered and washed his hair and body, he thought of Vegeta. They’d been together for almost 15 years now and to their great joy and surprise, both their sons had started a relationship. Being with Vegeta felt almost natural and common. And sometimes it had become some sort of a drag to spar with Vegeta, then eat with Vegeta, watch a movie with Vegeta and then..other things, perhaps. Maybe they were taking it too much for granted. But when Goku tried to talk about it, Vegeta always told him to stop whining like a married women and told him to shut up. Sometimes punishing Goku with days without and leomony flavoured action. It hurt Goku deeply, but he still loved that smell of Vegeta being around him and the thrill of almost getting beaten every time he sparred with him. He still had a lot of fun so he thought that if Vegeta didn’t want to talk he let it be. He could understand that Vegeta never was a man of many words. But still.. When he got down to the kitchen, he already found Vegeta reading the newspaper and drinking out of a huge cup. Hm..must be coffee again, was Goku’s first thought when he saw him, no wonder his hair stands up like that, was the second one. Turning towards the stove he saw that Vegeta had made a huge pile of pancakes with a large bottle of maple syrup next to it. Drooling to the floor, Goku found himself in a difficult position. What to do next? First greet his mate or go for that yummy looking pile before Vegeta got to them. Arguing with himself about his still to be made decision he heard Vegeta sigh. ‘They’re all yours. I had mine already so don’t worry that i’ll eat them before you get the chance.’ What the.. How the hell did he know that? ‘Ohayo Vegeta!’ Goku said, grining from ear to ear. Busted! ‘Hm..sure. I truly wonder what you would decide. That you even have room for thinking in that thick head of yours. You probably would have chosen the food right?’ ‘Well, I was kinda doubting what to do and those pancakes are a rare treat and you are here every day so…’ ‘So you’d take the pancakes right? Figures.’ ‘Vegeta? Whats wrong? I haven’t done anything wrong.’ ‘You don’t even think about things now do you? Why even bother to say hi to me, or thank me before you even figured the pancakes were for you? Good God why am I even thinking of getting up and do these things for you! Or even stay here!!’ Vegeta knocked over his chair and stormed outside past Goku, leaving him behind confused and a bit angry. Goku could smell the anger in the prince’s scent. Along with something else. Whats this about?, thought Goku. He had seen Vegeta angry in the morning a lot of times, he always had a bad temper like so many people. But why did he say such things? Didn’t he want to be with Goku? And what was that strange smell around him? It was a little bit familiar and strange too. Very confused Goku spend the whole morning thinking and figuring out what Vegeta had tried to tell him. Something was very very wrong here. He could sense it with all his heart. He tried to do some exercises and find a partner to practice with. When the only one he could find seemed to be Yajirobe, who launched at his fridge within seconds he knew that that wouldn’t work either. Pushing Yajirobe out with a months worth of sandwiches he settled in front of the tv and started playing a game. But instead of getting any further in the game he found himself distracted all the time and eventually blowing the whole game and he could start all over again. Angry he searched for anything else he could do to get Vegeta’words out of his mind and to stop his growing disturbance he found the perfect thing to do when there is nothing left to do. The laundry. After finding all the dirty clothes lying around in the house he got to Vegeta’s room. He put the pile down and started to find some dirty thing. The room was a mess, like it had been only used to get rid of blood stained pants and shirts. And Vegeta hated the laundry but he also hated it when someone else did it for him. He somehow always seemed to hate it when someone touched his belogings, even his old pink shirt that Goku found stashed away beneath the bed. Goku couldn’t help himself but sniff the smell Vegeta left in his clothes. The strong, musky scent filled his lungs and he noticed how strange Vegeta had smelled this morning. It was so diffirent, this was much stronger and powerfull then what he had smelled like. Even with his anger he had smelled sweet and not strong like patchouli. Goku walked down with the pile of clothes and found himself surrounded by the now odd smell of Vegeta. He put the clothes in the huge washing machine Bulma had invented especially for them, after seeing they got dirty every day and used a month of clothing in a week. Slowly the jasmin smell of the soap filled the room as Goku leaned against the machine. He looked over to the clock and saw that it was only 3 pm. He had been awake for just 6 yet and he always stayed up late so he still had some 10 hours to go. He was already bored out of his skull and so much time left. I have to do something or else I go crazy with thinking!, Goku thought by himself. He always got frustrated if too many thoughts were raging through his mind. He got up and jumped out of the window to the ground below. He closed his eyes to be more sensitive to his mate’s ki. He senced Piccolo to the right along with another familiar ki. That must be Gohan, he figured. That the ki’s were very very close together made him blush slightly and pointing his senses to the left. As soon as he picked up a hint of Vegeta’s unique ki he shot up in the air, rushing towards him. As he was flying to the air he recognised the surroundings. This is close to where Goten lives with Trunks!, he muttered deciding he should bother them after seeing Vegeta and robbing their fridge, because  Yajirobe had robbed his. He hadn’t seen his second son in quite a while so it would be nice to talk again. He put some more effort in the flight so he could be with Vegeta faster, his rumbling stomach urging him even more. When he got close to where Vegeta was supposed to be he saw Goten’s house lying just nearby. In fact, as he landed, Vegeta seemed to be inside Goten’s house. What is he doing in there? Vegeta never goes to see one of my sons on his own and I know Trunks is at work right now, Goku asked himself. Something is wrong. He stepped inside the house. The door was open and nobody answered his ringing the doorbell. Inside he smelled Vegeta closeby, and Goten too. He rushed up the stairs hearing loud splashing sound coming from the bathroom. Goku sighed relieved, they’ve been sparring and are now cleaning the stains of. Poor Goten, Vegeta always beats him to a bloody pulp.’ He grinned and went in to see the two warriors and convince them of sparring with him too. But as soon as he opened the door his heart froze and sank to his boots. Through the steam he could see Goten’s hair plastered against the glass door of the shower and his back moving up and down. On his back were two hands that were scarred and bruised from the fighting. The hands seemed to be all to familiar. Shaking his head in disbelief he stared at the shower and slowly walking into the room to get a clearer sight. Suddenly Goten turned a bit and he saw someone too close to him to make him ever believe what he saw. When it got to him he realised it was Vegeta giving Goten the time of his life. They were screaming and panting and hadn’t heard Goku get inside nor heard his entrance to the house. Goten’s body was moving up and down, holding Vegeta hair and back to get some grip in the wet and slippery shower. Vegeta kissed him in his neck and bit it, leaving a small bloody stream flowing against the glass door. Goten screamed in a strange mix of pleasure and pain, giving Vegeta more reason to speed up the rythem they were moving in. Vegeta opened his eyes to look at his playmate with a look of sadistic pleasure. He enjoyed giving Goten pain and pleasure the same time. Suddenly his gaze froze has he saw an orange gi shine through the steam and the wet door. He knew all to well to who that gi belonged. He narrowed his eyes cruelty. ‘Hmm. Goten? It seems your daddy is here.’ ‘So what? Let him watch.’ Goten replied. Goku couldn’t believe his ears. The cruelty and ignorance in their voices along with what they were doing made him furious and the pain soared through his veins. ‘What are you doing here kakarott? Can’t you see i’m busy?’ ‘Vegeta, what the hell are you doing? How can this be? Why?’ ‘Come on, don’t get whiny again about things. As you can see i’m screwing Goten’s ass off and I don’t mind a bit. Hn.. you really are stupid arent you. A true saiyan would have smelled it long ago and did something about it.’ So that was that strange smell!! It was Goten! ‘You’re such a sissy girl, always whining and boring. Goten gives me what I need.’ ‘Sorry dad,’ Goten said sarcasticly, ‘i guess i’m grounded now. How awfull. This here nice prince offered that nice body of his and I simply couldn’t refuse. You’d be too occupied with eating and training to do anything about it.’ ‘I guess I found myself a real man now, so please get the hell out of here and let me have fun. Toodles’ ‘Vegeta…no.. how could you do this to me…’ Goku felt the tears now streaming down his face. He couldn’t believe it. Vegeta was cheating on him with his own son. Both saiyans didn’t seem to care whether Goku was here or not and continued their raging love making. To Goku, the world seemed to be falling down and crushing his entire soul. He had loved Vegeta so much, for so long and he still did. But this, no one would be so cruel to do such a thing in front of his eyes. And that tone in their voices. It was as if they enjoyed humiliating Goku to the bone. Nothing mattered anymore. Vegeta had thrown Goku away. Like an empty can of soda. He had used him, taken advantage of him and now had thrown him away. Suddenly the colours around Goku lost their sparkle, they turned into diffirent kinds of grey. He felt lost, utterly lost. His body disobeyed him to launch at them and show them who they were dealing with. He was a weakling and Vegeta dispised weaklings. He was nothing. Not even a single drop of water in the whole sea they were using in their saditic game. He was once the worlds strongest warrior, but now he wished with all his heart he could give it all up to make Vegeta his again. Author's comments: Stupid enough, I was quite fed-up with being just and artist. Just suddenly. So, I took a bath one day and a really silly story popped up in my brain and decided to stay there untill I kicked it out, either by writing it, or by getting a writers block from it. And then I wrote it. I can't really remember what people thought of it, but I think it was okay. It was kinda odd to write it, making Vegeta cheat on Goku. But why not? I never read a fic like that! It was always happy endings, happy beginnings with all the troubles off course or it won' be an interesting story to read. But no real life happenings actually. Not that they excist really *pout* although I always try to think they are, making them just as real in my mind ^_^. Ah well! It was fun writing for a moment! It felt better than the first fic I ever wrote, Heartfixer *shivers*. Back