Realities

Chapter 1

Goten sighed. "Well...only thirty-something more booths to go, Trunks!" He said, almost dismally, as he and Trunks made their way through the comic market. Both teenagers already had bags full of comics and fan books, but dared not miss any good circles. They both came to stop before a large booth, where they browsed through the doujinshi like pros, hoping to find a good deal; suddenly, Trunks made a strange noise as he dove for a particular book, holding it almost to his nose as he studied the cover intensely. Goten raised his brows, siding up to Trunks.

"What is it?" He asked, squinting at the book. His eyes widened.

"It...it....it looks like our fathers!!" He exclaimed, pointing to the two obviously saiyan men on the cover. One look at Goten's face told Trunks that his best friend agreed. "Look, there's a couple more, too.." He said, pointing at the different covered books. "I'll take all three of these" He said to the dealer, pulling a wad of money from his pocket. Ten minutes later, they were walking off the grounds and heading home to dig through all their new comic books.

After arriving at the Capsule Corp, they both rushed inside, pulling the three doujinshi out with characters eerily similar to Goku and Vegeta. They both studied the covers, then opened first book up.

"This is weird. That IS Goku..." Trunks said, pointing out the distinct symbol on the comic character's gi.

Goten flipped the next page. "And THAT is definitely Vegeta!" He said, pointing at the scowling man with the flame shaped hair on the next page. It seemed that the book was reenacting part of the cell games. They breezed through the book, pointing and laughing as they recognized more of their friends. Finally done with the last page, they set it back in its protective plastic bag and opened the next book. The book started off ok, but after a few pages, the boys sat entranced, staring in unabashed horror at the sight in front of them, not being able to stop themselves from continuing to turn the pages, even as it got worse and worse.

Their eyes ran across the page as Goku and Vegeta dove at each other in a lust filled fervor, kissing lustfully and tearing at each other’s clothes. The page turned. And the next. And the next. Soon they were both on their knees, faces red, breathing labored as their eyes scanned the comic drawings of their father's fucking like bunnies and doing other bizarre sexual things on the roof of the Capsule Corp. Their mouths hung open as they both stared; then suddenly, Goten giggled, and the giggle turned into a roar of laughter. Trunks followed suit, and soon both of them were rolling around on the floor holding their stomachs. They were both too busy to notice when Goku and Vegeta walked into the room, both raising their eyebrows wondering what could possibly be so funny.

Vegeta stepped forward, shoving his booted foot into his son's ribcage to get his attention; Trunks looked up with watery eyes, then burst out laughing at the sight of the two men. Goten was trying to hold his laugh in, as he didn't want Vegeta angry with him, but couldn't manage to suppress it. Both boys stood, facing their fathers, trying to at least look as if they were paying attention, despite their laughter. Vegeta frowned darkly, his eyes narrowing and dancing back and forth between the two young saiyans.

"I demand that you tell me what you find so amusing, brats!" He hissed, crossing his arms and waiting for a reply. He wasn't so sure either of them could make a reply by the way they seemed to be overtaken with giggles. They sounded like little girls for crying out loud! He smirked, finding the boys' laughter almost contagious. Almost. Not quite. Finally, the giggles died down, Trunks and Goten sending silent signals to each other, wondering if they should show their father's their newly acquired "book". Silently, they agreed, and Trunks finally spoke. This would be an excellent way to embarrass their fathers!

"Um...well...father, you know we went to the comic market today...." Trunks started, a giggle building in his throat.

Vegeta looked bored. "Yes, yes, you told me this morning, and yesterday morning, and the one before that."

"Ok. Well...we bought some comics..."

"And?" Goku asked, looking confused.

"Um. Well, we found an interesting one......" Goten said, handing the book to Vegeta, then stepping away quickly. Vegeta sighed, taking it from him. His look of boredom turned into a look of recognition at the cover.

"What the..." He began.

"Hey! That's us!" Goku chimed, leaning towards Vegeta, a huge smile creeping onto his visage. Vegeta flipped the book open, skimming through the pages quickly, then stopped, his eyes narrowing. The page flipped again, and his eyes widened, mouth dropping open. Next to him, Goku made a strangled sound, his head pressing closer to the book.

"B...but...that's me and...." Goku cut himself off as he swallowed audibly, his large eyes glued to the pictures of himself mounting Vegeta; He then shifted uncomfortably as he felt a stirring in his groin, raising his eyes to his son and Trunks as they burst into laughter again.

"Pretty funny, huh guys?" Trunks asked, his eyes glazed with tears of laughter. He giggled watching his father blush six different shades of red. Vegeta snorted, pretending that the pictures didn't affect him in the least. Willing his raging blush to go away, he looked up at the two boys nonchalantly, then grinned widely. Two could play this game. Or four, rather.