Vegeta's forehead, pleasantly tender.


"Really?"


A cool tingling sensation crept through Vegeta's body.


"Hmm ..." Goku slowly lay down on him and let go of his arms.


"Why are you not holding me anymore?"


"Because ... I hope ... that you ... never run away from me ... mine


Prince...."


Vegeta gasped in shock and felt tears in his eyes. Name is,


stabbing .... heavy tears.


"Kakarott ... I never ran away ..."


"Yes ... but I caught you ..." Goku breathed and kissed


his partner .... And tasted salty drops that hit his lips


wet.


"Yeah ..." thought Vegeta as he watched the movements of his own

Beloved.


"Yes, you just caught me ....."








Bulma gently plucked some leaves from the smelling bundle


Herbs. She twisted it between her fingers and stared


lost in thought.


"Vegeta ..." she breathed and breathed in the spicy scent deeply. Although


she found no explanation for her somber thoughts, it was hers than


it would give her a stab every time she looked at her life partner


thought. The woman was surprised to find that her tears were in her


Eyes stood and she furtively wiped them away with the back of her hand.


"The tears .... Certainly because of the herbs ..." she mumbled and put down


the clump on your chopping board to chop them up.


Suddenly she felt a slight breeze behind her, and so did she


turned around, startled. Trunks closed the door with his back to her


Door and leaned heavily against it.

He didn't seem to notice that his mother was also there


he was silent and made no move to do anything.


Finally Bulma cleared her throat softly. The slight twitch that went through


Trunk's body told her that she was probably right.


The young Saiyan spun around and Bulma was startled.


"Trunks ..." she whispered softly and pointed to his face.


"Did you cry?"


Trunks stared at the floor, looking ashamed ... but he said no


Assumption not.


"I didn't mean to disturb you, mother."


Bulma grinned broadly and put her fists on her sides.


"Oh what, you don't bother, unless you make me sad too."


With a blank look, Trunks raised his head and looked at his mother.


For a moment it seemed to the woman as if a touch of a smile flew over


her son's lips. But then his face got hard and


icy ... the only feelings you can feel in his cloudy eyes

could see confusion and sadness.


But she didn't want to ask.


Trunks swallowed softly and his shoulders went slack.


"Did you cry, mother?"


She too was silent. Why should she answer a question that is


her son could answer himself?


There she stood now, knife in hand, trembling with everyone


Breath.


And the young warrior was the reflection of her soul ...


One could be close without knowing what the other was


thought ..... sometimes you didn't need words to communicate ...


Time held its breath ...




Vegeta snuggled up against Goku's warm body and giggled to himself


into it.


“What?” The younger of the two looked puzzled at the prince


down, who with a playful movement over the belly button of his


Lover drove.


"I don't know ..... it just wanted to come out ..."


"That giggle?"

"Yes."


"Like a child..."


"A child .....?" Vegeta sighed and let the thought go


going down being a child ...




Goten plucked the shirt off his watch and looked at it


Dial without really recognizing what time it was. A while


he couldn't tear his eyes away from the small numbers, but he could


then he screwed up his eyes and growled contemptuously.


Probably for the third time his hand twitched


electric bell, but he kept pulling out his fingers


away from the button.


Slowly he raised his head and closed his eyes.


At some point he had to ring the bell ...


After all, he had his things when he left the day before


forgot ... Trunks probably hadn't even dated her


Bed cleared ... just as he knew his partner ...


Suddenly a cold nausea spread in the boy's stomach

out. Breathing hard, he tried the hateful thoughts of his


To urge beloved. Wasn't that hurting himself? Was trunks


worth it to be in pain because of him?


Shaking his head violently after feeling dizzy


Goten tried to catapult the confusion out of his head and


finally, more to stop than on purpose, he went along with it


his hand on the bell. There was a long, high-pitched tone


the interior of the villa.


Goten quickly straightened his clothes before the door


jumped up and one of the small household robots at his feet


drove.


"What do you want, Sir Goten?" snarled the device. Goten swallowed


dry. The "Sir Goten" had Trunks for him


programmed ...... as a joke .... not so long ago.


The Saiyajin quickly caught himself and said stiffly, but with


broken voice:

"I would have liked to pick up my things."


"Negative. Program does not exist. Please enter. Welcome."


Goten walked impatiently and a little too fast past the robot,


who held the door open for a while before his sensors opened the door


Had noticed the visitor's absence.


Goten raced up the stairs as fast as he could, hoping


not to meet anyone. The stairs have never been so long for him


It seemed exhausting, the next corridor has never been so narrow and


dark. In order to cross it faster, Goten jumped and started to


to fly. As he did so he closed his eyes and bit himself on her


Lips .... closed themselves off from the outside world, fought with them


Tears ..... Here everything smelled of trunks ....


Before he came to his senses, however, he suddenly crashed into something


yielding and soft together. The next thing he felt was


creeping headache and the cold ground below.So fast


he could he jumped up and stood ......


Before the sitting Trunks.


"Chi .... bi ...." croaked the new boss of Caps.Corp. hoarse and


stared openly at the younger man.


Goten pressed his lips together, trembling, and noticed on the edge,


that tears ran down his cheeks. Trunks bit back one


Question, but he didn't know what to say instead


had ..... Finally, after his ex-partner didn't say a word,


he pointed unfriendly into his room.


"Your clothes are in the corner of my bed."


"You ... have nothing to say to me?"


Trunks jumped up and wiped his pants with the palm of his hand.


"No, how come?"


He sounded cold without a tremor in his voice. Goten felt sick.


But at the moment when he yells at his former lover


wanted, he heard a well-known voice behind him:


"Goten ?? It's great that you're here!Your father is still sleeping ... how about


it with breakfast? "Goten gasped, but then his horror grew


Look hard and angry. Without turning around, he nodded to Bra.


"Yes. Thanks for the invitation ..... how nice to know that you are in


welcome to this house. "


Bra laughed. She did not notice that her brother and his friend


Stared at each other for a long time in silence before Goten turned away and


followed her into the kitchen.


"Of course, you are welcome! You are always welcome ...!"




Vegeta had woken up to his daughter's voice as clear as a bell.


As if in a trance, he sat up and got out of the drowsy


Bed. The other side of his bed was empty, the ceiling


beaten back messy. A bitter smile sealed the seal


Vegeta's lips before he could scold. Wearily he shuffled to the


small washroom and saw Goku in front of the mirror. The other Saiyan

stroked it a few times with Vegeta's metal comb


shaggy hair and grinned broadly as he saw his prince in the mirror


recognized.


"tomorrow!"


"Good morning ..." Vegeta whispered and yawned as he approached the


Door jamb leaned.


Goku frowned and whistled softly.


"Did I take you so hard?"


The smaller of the two looked at him questioningly.


"Well, you look sleepy, Prince Dickkopf ...."


Vegeta gave a hoarse laugh and stared into the half-dark bedroom.


Of course he was sleepy ... he almost couldn't sleep


that night while his lover slept like a baby.


Vegeta did not have his gaze on the angelic warrior


to be able to turn his side ..... but he also had his thoughts


not being able to silence ..... The first full night


more satisfying, living love .... fiery kisses that are still now

Burned on his body, hot touches that took him into a world


had encountered full of incredible emotions, he was burned in


this glow of love and tenderness, to then finally in Gokus


Poor to be born again .... And he had a decision


collected ..... could he be happy?


Yes, he could ...


But only if Goku could be even deeper in him ..... in his


Soul, in his mind ...


That was what the prince had always missed ... a person


whom he could trust completely, a person who had everything from him


knew and was united with him both mentally and physically, in pain


as in joy ...