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Yaoi VegetaXGoku
For the longest time imaginable, Vegeta had had a crush on Goku. He kept it hidden from everyone by acting as if he couldn't give a crap whether the earth raised Saiyan lived or died.
Now, Vegeta was sick and tired of lying, but was going to do nothing about it. He had long ago broken up with Bulma, and now lived as a permanent guest at Capsule Corp. He had been astonished to find out that three weeks later, Goku had divorced Chi Chi, and was now apparently living in the woods somewhere.
"Vegeta!" he jolted and looked down at the angry figure below him.
"What do you want?" Bulma scowled.
"It's just typical! He goes off for ages, doesn't tell anyone where he is, and then a month later he phones up just to speak to you! And you hate his guts!" she sighed exasperatedly and continued. "There's Goku for you! No consideration!" then she went back into the house still ranting. Vegeta was stunned. His heart was thumping with excitement as he dropped out of the tree he was in and made his way into the kitchen, picking up the phone that had been left there for him.
"Hello?"
"Hey 'jita!" Vegeta frowned. 'Jita? Where did that come from?
"What do you want Kakarott?" he asked, trying to sound angry.
"How are you?"
"What do you care?"
"Ok then… how's Chi Chi? And Goten? And Gohan?"
"Shouldn't you be talking to someone who gives a damn?" Vegeta was actually quite upset Goku had given up on asking him how he was so easily. "Talk to your ex-wife 'cause I don't care." He did'nt want to put the phone down, but his pride was demanding it. Please Kakarott, he silently begged, please say something!
"Hey wait!" thank god! "Maybe you could come over? I'd really like to spar with you. There are no strong people where I am. And maybe you could stay for a while? I'm pretty lonely out here." A sudden thought struck him.
"Hey! How are you using a phone if you're in the woods?" Goku laughed and Vegeta felt his cheeks flush.
"I'm not in the woods silly! I'm in Hawaii!"
"What?!"
"Yeah! It's really great out here! But I do wish you'd come over though."
"Why me?" Vegeta hoped he'd say something like 'it's because I love you' or something like that.
"I've already said! I missed the good fights. And I know you wont tell anyone where I am, whereas if I asked anyone else, they'd spill it to Chi Chi. You're the only one that's not afraid of her, you see."
"Oh."
"So will you come?"
"Yeah… ok…"
Three hours later, Vegeta was flying to Hawaii with a suitcase and a piece of paper clutched in his hand with Goku's address on it. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this.
He touched down in Hawaii on a beach and sighed. The ocean breeze sure felt good, but the island was relatively small- how could he spar in such a small place? His mind automatically jumped to 'maybe he had other plans,' but as he was sure Goku didn't feel the same way as he did, he shoved the thought from his head.
"Go Kakarott!" Vegeta darted his gaze all around, looking for the source of the voice. A boy about 19 was standing at the water's edge, screaming at the top of his lungs, "Go Kakarott!" other people were joining him, shouting too. Vegeta looked across the water and his mouth dropped open.
-Goku was surfing, Super Saiyan, on top of the hugest wave he had ever seen. He was slowly calming the wave down and soon it reached the shore, nothing more than a couple of centimetres. The people now gathered all around Goku as he dropped out of super Saiyan and grinned. They were still all shouting, "Go Kakarott, go Kakarott!" Vegeta was still in awe. What surprised him more than seeing Goku surfing in super Saiyan was that everyone was calling him Kakarott.
Goku spotted Vegeta and looked shocked. He separated from the crowd and made his way over to him.
"Hi!" he said, grinning. Vegeta didn't know where to begin.
"How come you can surf? How the hell did you get here? How can you afford a house? Why were you surfing in super Saiyan? Why are all those people calling you Kakarott? Why…"
"Ok ok!" Goku held his hand up to Vegeta's lips to hush him. Vegeta jumped at the contact and began to feel weak at the knees. "First of all, I can surf because it's fun, and anything fun, I can pick up in seconds. Second, well duh, I flew here. I can afford a house 'cause on the way here, I entered every martial arts competition going, and won them all and the prize money. I was surfing in super Saiyan to stop that wave 'cause if I didn't, it would have flooded the island, and…" he blushed, "They're all calling me Kakarott because that's what I told them my name was." He lowered his hand away from Vegeta's mouth and waited. Vegeta's mind was overflowing. He was happy Goku was finally accepting his Saiyan name, and that he had found a place he could settle, but why he came here was still a mystery to Vegeta. He also wanted Goku to put his hand back, or replace it with his lips.
Instead of showing any of his thoughts, Vegeta just crossed his arms and nodded.
"So… wanna go to my house?" Vegeta nodded again. Goku grinned and flew off, Vegeta in pursuit and the people on the beach all still yelling, "Go Kakarott!"
Vegeta stared at the small apartment he had just stepped into. It was basically one huge room, leading off to a master bedroom, kitchen and a bathroom. The walls were light blue with wave patterns now and then. Slightly darker blue chairs and settees with orange edges. Pictures of various surfers decorated the walls, but on the wall facing him, Vegeta could see was for Goku's fighting stuff. Fifteen trophies, all first placers, stood on a mantelpiece above a fireplace, and numerous belts that said Champion on them were hung on the walls. There was a big coffee table with three magazines and money on it, and a TV and video set in one corner. There was a cordless phone attached to the wall and below it, a stereo system. Looking up, the room had a grass coving effect and a wavy white textured ceiling.
"What do you think?" Goku asked with a hint of apprehension in his voice.
"It's gorgeous." Vegeta said, without thinking. "I mean, uh… very nice…" he turned round and saw Goku grinning happily.
"Glad you like it. You hungry or anything?"
"A little." Goku went off into the kitchen.
"Damn. Looks like we'll have to order something." He came back in and picked up the phone. "Hi it's me again. Yeah, can I have two of my usuals? Yeah, I've got company… no, just a friend. What!? No! He's a guy!" Vegeta blushed furiously and turned to face a wall so Goku wouldn't see. "Yeah… ok see ya! Bye!" Goku turned back round. "Sorry about that. Whenever I have someone over, he thinks I'm… you know… Anyway, I order a lot of takeaways, so I know that guy pretty well." Vegeta turned back round, hoping that he wasn't still blushing.
"Whatever." Goku grinned again.
"So… how long can you stay?" Vegeta really wanted to say 'forever if that's ok' but he didn't want to sound as if he liked it here at all. On the other hand, he was here, and he had already said he liked it here, so maybe he could just cut all the insults and just relax. And maybe, just maybe, he could get Goku to like him the way he wanted him to.
"Depends on how long I'm welcome." Vegeta said, smirking. Goku was somewhat startled by this, and the look on his face made this apparent. "I really hate living with that banshee. So I'll stay for as long as possible." Goku's eyes were wide with disbelief by now. He had always thought Vegeta hated him, but now that they were away from everyone else, it seemed like Vegeta was being… nice to him… Goku then grinned widely and chuckled.
"You know you'll always be welcome here." He said, winking. "The only problem is, you'll have to sleep on the couch." Vegeta sat down on the couch and nearly sank into it; it was so soft and fluffy.
"That's fine." He said, laughing. Goku smiled. It was nice to hear Vegeta laughing when it was not at him.
The food came five minutes later. They ate in silence (Or as close to it as you could get with someone like Goku eating!), after which, they were totally stuffed.
"Kakarott?"
"Mmm?"
"Do you actually plan on sparring or not?" Goku laughed.
"Well, actually…no. See, surfing is a lot better. I'm on a permanent vacation here, and I don't want to spoil it. When I do want to fight, I go to one of the fighting competitions in the neighbouring countries. I only said that 'cause I thought you wouldn't come otherwise. Not mad are you?"
"Nope." Goku glanced sideways at Vegeta. This new, carefree attitude Vegeta had taken on since he came here had really changed Goku's opinion of him. He smiled and got up.
"Ok, budge." Vegeta looked up at him and frowned.
"Huh?"
"I need to put your bed out." Vegeta got up and watched as Goku pulled out the sofa out into a double bed and left, returning with pillows and sheets, all with wave patterns on them.
After setting up the bed, he sighed and sprawled out on it. The position he was in made Vegeta blushed slightly at the things he was imagining he could do. He mentally slapped himself.
"It's really comfy. You should get a good night's sleep on this. Oh, if you want to live here, then you should say so, 'cause I can have an extension put on the house." Vegeta jolted. Live here? Was Goku asking him if he wanted to stay forever?
Goku flicked the TV on and changed it to a news channel.
"And so, yet again, Kakarott saves us from disaster. Hawaii thanks you Kakarott!" the end of a news report on him came up and Goku grinned and scratched the back of his head.
That night, Vegeta was restless. It wasn't just because he couldn't get Goku out of his mind; it was also because he was bloody freezing. He finally groaned and stood up, making his way into Goku's room to look for an extra blanket or a duvet. He saw Goku curled up under his own duvet, with an extra blanket on top. He suddenly opened his eyes and Vegeta stopped dead.
"What are you doing?" Goku asked sleepily.
"L, looking for an extra blanket. It's freezing."
"I don't have any." Goku said, sitting up. "You can come in here with me though if you want." All the colour drained from Vegeta's face and he started breathing irregularly.
"I…I…" Goku rolled his eyes and motioned for him to come over. Vegeta did so, trembling slightly. He got in and was instantly warmed. The heat in the bed was amazing. Goku sighed, almost happily.
"Sorry. It's usually unbearably hot here. I don't know why it's so cold." Oh just go for it! Vegeta's mind shouted at him. So he cuddled right up to Goku, put his head on the taller Saiyan's shoulder and waited for a reaction.
Goku wrapped his arm round Vegeta's waist and drifted off to sleep, Vegeta following with a heavenly bliss fuzzing all thought from his mind.
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So there's chapter one to my new story! Review if you like it and want me to continue!