Chapter 2

"Why on this mudball of a planet would you say that? What’s so funny about it?" Vegeta asked without a trace of humor. Goku’s face turned towards him quickly, and he was forced to speak to the taller saiyan with his mind.

"Kakarott…we’re going to play a little game with them. Just play along no matter what I do; and most of all, ACT CONVINCING!" He yelled into the other man’s mind, making a satisfied grunt as Goku cringed.

Goku was confused and had no idea what Vegeta was talking about, but kept a straight face void of any emotion to hide his confusion.

Trunks rolled his eyes. "Duh, father! HELLO? You and Goku, making out?? How isn’t that funny!?" Trunks exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air for affect.

Goten nodded, agreeing. "Not to mention the drawings of you two rolling around in the bed fu…" He was silenced by Trunks hand slapping itself over his mouth.

Trunks grinned, turning back to Vegeta and Goku. "Yea, that too. Even the thought of you two coming that CLOSE is pretty hilarious. You two would be too chicken of each other to get that close anyway." Trunks said, pointing at one of the pictures of them kissing. He laughed, Goten joining in with him.

Vegeta cocked his head to the side. "Really? Chicken? Hn." He looked at them as if in deep thought. He suddenly turned to Goku, his eyes mischievous. "Do you hear that, Kakarott? Our own sons are calling us chickens."

Goku smirked lightly. "Yes, I heard that, Vegeta." He clucked his tongue, flickering his gaze from the teenagers, then back to Vegeta. "I don’t know about you, but it sounded like a dare to me…"

Vegeta applauded Goku silently. He had finally caught on. "Ah…a dare! Indeed it did, Kakarott. What do you think we should do about it?" Vegeta asked, pulling his white gloves off and tossing them onto the couch.

Goku appeared to think a moment, rubbing his chin between his index finger and thumb. "Hm. Well, I like dares, so I think we should accept it." He answered with a grin.

"Agreed Kakarott."

Trunks and Goten blinked. "Wha…what are you two talking about?" Trunks asked, frowning. He hadn’t really thought of his comment as a dare…he was just trying to stir their anger a bit.

Goku was enjoying this immensely, and planned on using the situation to the farthest extent. He was rather shocked at Vegeta’s implications, but since it was Vegeta who had thought the whole thing up, he couldn’t come back on Goku for "acting his part" now could he?

Vegeta, on the other hand, was torn. He certainly didn’t want to kiss Goku, but he wanted very badly to embarrass the two young men like they had tried to do to them; not to mention that his ego would not stand being called a chicken for any reason. So it would be worth it in the end. After all, what was a kiss? Nothing at all. He turned fully towards Goku and smirked.

Goku looked down at Vegeta, then stepped forward, closing the distance between them; Vegeta was much shorter than Goku, so he bent at the waist, capturing Vegeta’s lips quickly. Two gasps rang out as Goten and Trunks watched wide-eyed. Goku closed his eyes, for seconds just enjoying the softness of the saiyan prince’s lips. He felt Vegeta begin to move away, but he swiftly slipped his hands around Vegeta’s slim waist, pulling him closer; Goku’s lips parted, his tongue darting out, softly stroking the older man’s lower lip, feasting on the sweetness there. Vegeta’s voice entered his head, plowing through like someone had dropped a brick on his head.

"Kakarott! What do you think you’re…." Goku slammed the door that linked their minds, shut, cutting Vegeta off in mid sentence. He felt Vegeta tense, his shoulders squaring slightly before he opened for Goku, his tongue immediately emerging to wrestle with the one stroking his lower lip.

Tasting Goku was like tasting sweetness and spice, yet the taste was still very masculine. Vegeta’s eyebrows rose in wonder as his heart raced, his hands sliding up Goku’s chest to link behind the larger man’s neck. He tilted his head, moving his tongue deeper into Goku’s mouth, tasting and exploring every nook and cranny he could find, vaguely aware that Goku was doing the same to him. Both had completely forgotten Trunks and Goten, who watched with wide-eyed awe.

Goku’s grip on Vegeta’s waist tightened, squeezing lightly before moving down to his narrow hips. His large hands squoze, moving back just above Vegeta’s ass. A soft groan escaped Vegeta’s throat, one hand detaching itself from Goku’s neck long enough to cup the taller saiyan’s cheek, drawing their mouths even closer together, if that was possible. Goku’s hands slipped downwards, cupping Vegeta’s ass in both hands and pulling the smaller saiyan against him, so that their bodies pressed against one another tightly. The hand on Goku’s jaw slid up into his hair, grasping a fistful of the ebony gravity-defying strands. They finally pulled apart, both panting softly, eyes glazed as they stared at each other.

"Oh Kami…" Breathed Trunks, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head.

That was enough to bring both Vegeta and Goku out of their daze; both turned to look at their sons in surprise, having completely forgotten about them. Goku’s cheeks flushed lightly as he straightened up, licking his lips and wiping them on the back of his hand. Vegeta cleared his throat, then smirked.

"Now, do you still find it so amusing? Are we still…oh, how did you say…chicken?" He asked, grinning. Both boys shook their heads softly, baffled. Vegeta looked down at the forgotten doujinshi, then picked it up off the floor and flipped it back open. This time when he looked at the pictures, he felt his erection harden. He flipped towards the end of the book and paused, peering at one page with interest. His look of interest turned into a feral grin as he looked up at Trunks and Goten from the book.

"Did you, by chance, look at the rest of the book?" He asked, tilting his head slightly, his grin spreading unnaturally. Trunks took a step backwards; the only time his father grinned like that was when he was about to attack.

"N..no…we only got to the part we showed you…why?" Trunks asked, glancing at Goten briefly. Goten simply shrugged his broad shoulders and looked questioningly at Vegeta. Vegeta smirked, closing his eyes before holding the book up for Goku to see. Goku squinted, leaning down to look at the pictures; He choked, his hand moving to his throat in shock. Vegeta laughed, a deep chuckle that went reverberating through the room. Trunks and Goten stood confused, wondering what was so funny. Finally, Vegeta took a few steps towards them until he stood before both teenagers, and held the book out for them to see. Both of them gaped soundlessly as their eyes were assaulted by drawings of boys that looked suspiciously like themselves, pleasuring each other in many odd and hentai positions.

"…"

"…"

Goku grinned, walking past the two boys to duck out the back door. He stood, stretching as he looked up into the blue sky. He and Vegeta had just been coming in for a break from sparring before they were sidetracked, but he knew now that it was too late to continue sparring. He didn’t acknowledge Vegeta right away when the smaller man walked out of the house to stand silently behind him.

"I have to be home soon, so I guess we’ll finish our spar tomarrow?" He finally asked, turning to face his Prince.

Vegeta simply stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded. "Yes, that’s fine with me, Kakarott. The brats ruined our spar." He said with a scowl. Crossing his arms, he looked off to the side. "Listen, for obvious reasons, I don’t want anyone knowing about what happened. So keep your mouth shut. Understood?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.

Goku nodded. "Sure, Vegeta. Whatever you say. Well, I’m heading out. See you tomarrow?" He asked, stepping towards Vegeta expectantly.

Vegeta nodded, then looked at him strangely. "Yes, tomorrow. Good night, Kakarott." He answered. He was about to turn and go back in the house, but Goku just stood there, looking at him with a strange smile. "What is it?" He asked, annoyed.

Goku’s smile widened into a grin. "Don’t I get a goodnight kiss?"

Vegeta nearly choked. "What? You’re lucky I don’t give you a goodnight ass beating!" He growled. "Don’t think that just because we played a little joke on the brats, that I enjoyed doing it, or have any wish to do it again, Kakarott. Just the thought makes me sick." He spat.

"Vegeta, you’re a horrible liar." Goku said with a laugh, stepping forward, lifting Vegeta off his feet by the front of his spandex suit. A look of panic crossed the saiyan prince’s face as he tensed, just before Goku’s lips met his in a gentle yet passionate kiss. Goku leaned down and set Vegeta on his feet, then broke the kiss, hoping he wouldn’t get a direct ki blast in the face. Vegeta just stared at him, then scowled deeply.

"Goodnight, Vegeta." Goku said, smiling.

"Hn. Whatever, Kakarott." Vegeta answered, turning away and walking to the door. Goku turned and jumped into the air, blasting off into the night sky feeling better than he had in years. Vegeta slowly turned back, watching the lower class soldier until he disappeared from sight.