Vegeta's forehead, pleasantly tender.
<br />
"Really?"
<br />
A cool tingling sensation crept through Vegeta's body.
<br />
"Hmm ..." Goku slowly lay down on him and let go of his arms.
<br />
"Why are you not holding me anymore?"
<br />
"Because ... I hope ... that you ... never run away from me ... mine
<br />
Prince...."
<br />
Vegeta gasped in shock and felt tears in his eyes. Name is,
<br />
stabbing .... heavy tears.
<br />
"Kakarott ... I never ran away ..."
<br />
"Yes ... but I caught you ..." Goku breathed and kissed
<br />
his partner .... And tasted salty drops that hit his lips
<br />
wet.
<br />
"Yeah ..." thought Vegeta as he watched the movements of his own<br />
Beloved.
<br />
"Yes, you just caught me ....."
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Bulma gently plucked some leaves from the smelling bundle
<br />
Herbs. She twisted it between her fingers and stared
<br />
lost in thought.
<br />
"Vegeta ..." she breathed and breathed in the spicy scent deeply. Although
<br />
she found no explanation for her somber thoughts, it was hers than
<br />
it would give her a stab every time she looked at her life partner
<br />
thought. The woman was surprised to find that her tears were in her
<br />
Eyes stood and she furtively wiped them away with the back of her hand.
<br />
"The tears .... Certainly because of the herbs ..." she mumbled and put down
<br />
the clump on your chopping board to chop them up.
<br />
Suddenly she felt a slight breeze behind her, and so did she
<br />
turned around, startled. Trunks closed the door with his back to her
<br />
Door and leaned heavily against it.
<br />He didn't seem to notice that his mother was also there
<br />
he was silent and made no move to do anything.
<br />
Finally Bulma cleared her throat softly. The slight twitch that went through
<br />
Trunk's body told her that she was probably right.
<br />
The young Saiyan spun around and Bulma was startled.
<br />
"Trunks ..." she whispered softly and pointed to his face.
<br />
"Did you cry?"
<br />
Trunks stared at the floor, looking ashamed ... but he said no
<br />
Assumption not.
<br />
"I didn't mean to disturb you, mother."
<br />
Bulma grinned broadly and put her fists on her sides.
<br />
"Oh what, you don't bother, unless you make me sad too."
<br />
With a blank look, Trunks raised his head and looked at his mother.
<br />
For a moment it seemed to the woman as if a touch of a smile flew over
<br />
her son's lips. But then his face got hard and
<br />
icy ... the only feelings you can feel in his cloudy eyes<br />
could see confusion and sadness.
<br />
But she didn't want to ask.
<br />
Trunks swallowed softly and his shoulders went slack.
<br />
"Did you cry, mother?"
<br />
She too was silent. Why should she answer a question that is
<br />
her son could answer himself?
<br />
There she stood now, knife in hand, trembling with everyone
<br />
Breath.
<br />
And the young warrior was the reflection of her soul ...
<br />
One could be close without knowing what the other was
<br />
thought ..... sometimes you didn't need words to communicate ...
<br />
Time held its breath ...
<br />
<br />
Vegeta snuggled up against Goku's warm body and giggled to himself
<br />
into it.
<br />
“What?” The younger of the two looked puzzled at the prince
<br />
down, who with a playful movement over the belly button of his
<br />
Lover drove.
<br />
"I don't know ..... it just wanted to come out ..."
<br />
"That giggle?"
<br />"Yes."
<br />
"Like a child..."
<br />
"A child .....?" Vegeta sighed and let the thought go
<br />
going down being a child ...
<br />
<br />
Goten plucked the shirt off his watch and looked at it
<br />
Dial without really recognizing what time it was. A while
<br />
he couldn't tear his eyes away from the small numbers, but he could
<br />
then he screwed up his eyes and growled contemptuously.
<br />
Probably for the third time his hand twitched
<br />
electric bell, but he kept pulling out his fingers
<br />
away from the button.
<br />
Slowly he raised his head and closed his eyes.
<br />
At some point he had to ring the bell ...
<br />
After all, he had his things when he left the day before
<br />
forgot ... Trunks probably hadn't even dated her
<br />
Bed cleared ... just as he knew his partner ...
<br />
Suddenly a cold nausea spread in the boy's stomach
<br />out. Breathing hard, he tried the hateful thoughts of his
<br />
To urge beloved. Wasn't that hurting himself? Was trunks
<br />
worth it to be in pain because of him?
<br />
Shaking his head violently after feeling dizzy
<br />
Goten tried to catapult the confusion out of his head and
<br />
finally, more to stop than on purpose, he went along with it
<br />
his hand on the bell. There was a long, high-pitched tone
<br />
the interior of the villa.
<br />
Goten quickly straightened his clothes before the door
<br />
jumped up and one of the small household robots at his feet
<br />
drove.
<br />
"What do you want, Sir Goten?" snarled the device. Goten swallowed
<br />
dry. The "Sir Goten" had Trunks for him
<br />
programmed ...... as a joke .... not so long ago.
<br />
The Saiyajin quickly caught himself and said stiffly, but with
<br />
broken voice:
<br />"I would have liked to pick up my things."
<br />
"Negative. Program does not exist. Please enter. Welcome."
<br />
Goten walked impatiently and a little too fast past the robot,
<br />
who held the door open for a while before his sensors opened the door
<br />
Had noticed the visitor's absence.
<br />
Goten raced up the stairs as fast as he could, hoping
<br />
not to meet anyone. The stairs have never been so long for him
<br />
It seemed exhausting, the next corridor has never been so narrow and
<br />
dark. In order to cross it faster, Goten jumped and started to
<br />
to fly. As he did so he closed his eyes and bit himself on her
<br />
Lips .... closed themselves off from the outside world, fought with them
<br />
Tears ..... Here everything smelled of trunks ....
<br />
Before he came to his senses, however, he suddenly crashed into something
<br />
yielding and soft together. The next thing he felt was
<br />
creeping headache and the cold ground below.So fast
<br />
he could he jumped up and stood ......
<br />
Before the sitting Trunks.
<br />
"Chi .... bi ...." croaked the new boss of Caps.Corp. hoarse and
<br />
stared openly at the younger man.
<br />
Goten pressed his lips together, trembling, and noticed on the edge,
<br />
that tears ran down his cheeks. Trunks bit back one
<br />
Question, but he didn't know what to say instead
<br />
had ..... Finally, after his ex-partner didn't say a word,
<br />
he pointed unfriendly into his room.
<br />
"Your clothes are in the corner of my bed."
<br />
"You ... have nothing to say to me?"
<br />
Trunks jumped up and wiped his pants with the palm of his hand.
<br />
"No, how come?"
<br />
He sounded cold without a tremor in his voice. Goten felt sick.
<br />
But at the moment when he yells at his former lover
<br />
wanted, he heard a well-known voice behind him:
<br />
"Goten ?? It's great that you're here!Your father is still sleeping ... how about
<br />
it with breakfast? "Goten gasped, but then his horror grew
<br />
Look hard and angry. Without turning around, he nodded to Bra.
<br />
"Yes. Thanks for the invitation ..... how nice to know that you are in
<br />
welcome to this house. "
<br />
Bra laughed. She did not notice that her brother and his friend
<br />
Stared at each other for a long time in silence before Goten turned away and
<br />
followed her into the kitchen.
<br />
"Of course, you are welcome! You are always welcome ...!"
<br />
<br />
Vegeta had woken up to his daughter's voice as clear as a bell.
<br />
As if in a trance, he sat up and got out of the drowsy
<br />
Bed. The other side of his bed was empty, the ceiling
<br />
beaten back messy. A bitter smile sealed the seal
<br />
Vegeta's lips before he could scold. Wearily he shuffled to the
<br />
small washroom and saw Goku in front of the mirror. The other Saiyan
<br />stroked it a few times with Vegeta's metal comb
<br />
shaggy hair and grinned broadly as he saw his prince in the mirror
<br />
recognized.
<br />
"tomorrow!"
<br />
"Good morning ..." Vegeta whispered and yawned as he approached the
<br />
Door jamb leaned.
<br />
Goku frowned and whistled softly.
<br />
"Did I take you so hard?"
<br />
The smaller of the two looked at him questioningly.
<br />
"Well, you look sleepy, Prince Dickkopf ...."
<br />
Vegeta gave a hoarse laugh and stared into the half-dark bedroom.
<br />
Of course he was sleepy ... he almost couldn't sleep
<br />
that night while his lover slept like a baby.
<br />
Vegeta did not have his gaze on the angelic warrior
<br />
to be able to turn his side ..... but he also had his thoughts
<br />
not being able to silence ..... The first full night
<br />
more satisfying, living love .... fiery kisses that are still now
<br />Burned on his body, hot touches that took him into a world
<br />
had encountered full of incredible emotions, he was burned in
<br />
this glow of love and tenderness, to then finally in Gokus
<br />
Poor to be born again .... And he had a decision
<br />
collected ..... could he be happy?
<br />
Yes, he could ...
<br />
But only if Goku could be even deeper in him ..... in his
<br />
Soul, in his mind ...
<br />
That was what the prince had always missed ... a person
<br />
whom he could trust completely, a person who had everything from him
<br />
knew and was united with him both mentally and physically, in pain
<br />
as in joy ...
<br />