CHAPTER 7:
PAIN
Serena blinked. Yes,
there it was again. She thought she had been imagining things for a bit. She
thought she had actually seen Vegeta...HER Vegeta flirting with that Goku boy
from down the street. They were both in front of the house washing Vegeta's
Chevy, while she had been staring at the curious display the boys had been
putting up in front of her driveway. Oh, it wasn't so obvious, unless you had a
really keen eye, but they were there all right. She chopped up the vegetables
quickly, a dull fury lighting up her eyes. She had noticed the change in
her son over the past few weeks. She wasn't stupid. She knew he went out with
Goku almost every other day now. He would return home late sometimes with a
ridiculous glow on his face. He seemed too preoccupied and hardly came out of
his room. She knew he had his art studio in the attic and might have left it at
the fact that he was painting or something, but she knew that wasn't the case.
BANG!!
She slammed the pots
around on the stove. There it was again. Vegeta was giggling and running away
from a chasing Goku around the car.
Giggling?! Like a young girl in love.
Serena felt her fury
rising. Goku was attractive; she wasn't blind to his charms. He had come here
several times already and had already won over Vegeta Sr.'s heart with his
quick wit and ability to help. Goku had volunteered to mow their lawn and other
household things that needed to be done. Serena could find no fault in him.
He has won my son over! Her mind screamed in refusal. No! No! It's just a phase. Vegeta needs new
friends, so he will find other new friends.
Who was she kidding?
She had tried to get Vegeta to hang out with Ayeka. She had deliberately
planned picnics and parties so that the two could get together, but nooooo it
had always been I have to see Goku, Goku has a game this weekend...can I go
watch, Mom? She had not had the power to refuse, after all Vegeta was her
precious baby boy.
And that bastard wants to take him away from me?!
"Ouch!" she
shrieked, as the hot oil splattered against her hands. She realized that she
had thrown in the vegetables too quickly. "Dammit, dammit, dammit!!"
Hissing low in her
throat, she looked out the window again. Panic filled her as she looked for her
son's gravity defying hairstyle, but released her breath when he appeared
again, quickly sucking it back in when she saw that he was now in Goku's tee,
and Goku was as bare-chested as the day he was born. She didn't realize she was
gripping the table knife in a death grip as she watched her son lower
his lashes in an apparent seductive way and run his fingers down Goku's chest.
She watched in growing fury as Goku lowered his eyes as well and said something
to him, which caused the younger boy's face to grow a bright crimson. All this
happened in mere seconds, but to Serena it seemed to be replayed in slow
motion.
No! No! My Vegeta is not... is not...cannot be...can't be
....He just cannot be!
She had unconsciously
been backing away from the window, one hand clutched to her throat, the other
still clutched on the knife and her head shaking slowly, when she bumped into a
hard chest behind her. Spinning around quickly, she raised the knife in
self-defense.
"God! Serena!
It's just me!" Vegeta Sr. shouted, holding off the hand that clutched the
knife. "What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost."
Serena couldn't trust
herself to speak. She looked with bitterness at her husband and wondered how he
could be so calm and confident. Turning away from him, she began chopping and
preparing dinner, replying in clipped tones. "Dinner will be ready
soon."
Vegeta Sr. looked
over at his wife with worry. For the past few days, she had been acting all
strung up. Shrugging, he decided he would give her those tickets for two to
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"You think you
will stay for lunch with us today?" Vegeta asked smiling as he rubbed the
wax onto the hood of the car.
"Nah...I feel
like eating out today," Goku replied, rubbing tire-polish on the tires.
"What about your
sisters?"
"Dad took them
to go visit my grandparents for the weekend. So I’m all alone." The last
sentence being said with Goku staring at him with obvious desire on his face.
"I wish you
would stop looking at me like that," Vegeta mumbled, feeling his face
flush, as he began rubbing the wax on the car much faster.
Goku laughed and then
kept quiet, happy that he could make Vegeta feel so self-conscious. It had been
a month now and the two of them were practically inseparable. Whenever they had
time, they would either go riding together or just spend hours talking about
nothing in particular. Most enjoyably was the fact that he and Vegeta had done
a whole lot more than talking. Some days had been spent in each other’s arms,
finding ways to make each other scream with pleasure. They hadn't gone all the
way yet, something Goku had to change sooner or later, Vegeta seemed to tense
up each time they had both seemed close and Goku had always stopped not
wanting to rush him. He growled in frustration. He was tired of waiting
and knew he had to show Vegeta how great sex really could be.
And the way I feel about him too. He stole a glance at
the boy who had stolen his heart. God...he
is so beautiful. So frail, yet so strong. I will love you forever lover, if you
let me. I will let nothing come between us. I swear it. Even if it means giving
up everything I own, I will love you forever.
He watched as Vegeta
smiled and came around to where Goku was stooping wiping the tires. Since, this
position hid them from anyone looking from the house or the neighbors,
Vegeta stooped down as well and stared deep into warm, velvet eyes.
"What are you
thinking about?" he whispered softly, leaning closer to Goku's lips.
"You," Goku
replied softly as well, leaning in to meet the succulent offering.
"Hmm...and what
about?" Vegeta breathed against warm lips.
"How I would
like to fuck your brains out." Vegeta's shocked gasp was silenced as Goku
caught his lips and kissed him slowly but thoroughly. Tongues swirled in
delight as bodies tightened and sprang to attention in anticipation of what was
to happen really soon. After several minutes, the boys released each other,
breaths coming in short gasps as they leaned foreheads against each
other.
"Oh God! Vegeta
I want you so badly," Goku moaned.
"I do too,"
Vegeta replied shakily.
"Let's get out
of here. Let's just drive off somewhere, where no one can find
us." Goku pleaded feverishly.
"My
mother..."
"Forget your
mother! I need you now!"
Vegeta groaned
and giving Goku one last bruising kiss, straightened up and said,
"Wait here. I
will be right back."
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"What do you
mean you are eating out?"
"Mom...it's just
for this afternoon."
"Where do you
plan on eating? Who are you eating with? Oh, I guess your
mother's cooking isn't good enough for you any more is
it, Vegeta?" Serena was frantic now.
"That's not
true, Mom and you know it. Anyways, I’m going out and that's
final!" Vegeta snapped back in anger.
"How dare you
speak to me like that! Vegeta do something! Talk to your son! He’s going
crazy! Don't you care?!"
Flip. "He said he was just eating out honey. What's the big
worry?" Vegeta Sr. drawled lazily, sipping his iced tea and flipping
to the next page.
Serena was about to
go into a major hissy fit. Vegeta quickly recognizing the enormity of the
situation, leaned up, kissed his mother, and then giving a quick wave to his
dad, he flew out the front door, down to his waiting car and into the warm
waiting arms of his beloved.
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Three hours, 15
minutes and 45 seconds. Serena paced up and down the living room. Agitation
written all over her face.
Where do you eat for three fucking hours?! came the furious
thought.
Vegeta Sr. had left the
house in a huff, because they had both gotten into another major argument. This
time over Vegeta's lunch 'date'. Serena had watched in dismay as Vegeta
and Goku drove away, laughing in each other's arms.
He doesn’t love me anymore. He loves someone else. Shaking her head
angrily, she refused to believe it.
"My Vegeta is
not g...g..." She couldn't even say
it. She had been drilled since childbirth that people who fell in love with
members of the same sex where crazy, sick, or evil. "My Vegeta is not like
that. He is perfect. And by God, I will keep him that way. No way is that boy
going to take my Vegeta away from me. I will not let him soil my son!
Never!" And with that resolve, she stormed upstairs to Vegeta's room
with determination on her face.
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Vegeta threw the last
piece of hamburger wrap away and wiped his hands on his pants. Glancing over at
his lover who was laying down lazily on the banks of the lake with hands behind
his head and eyes closed, he sighed in content and snuggled closer to him. I will tell him today. I will tell him how
much I love him.
Goku had brought them
to this isolated park. They weren't supposed to be here actually, but Goku had found
a secret path and had somehow managed to get into the park unnoticed. It was
beautiful. Clear blue skies hovered over rolling hills filled with trees in
fading reds, yellows and browns. Far away from the city and towns, only the
sounds of the birds and a stray deer here and there to disturb them. The lake
shimmered under the bright sunlight as families of ducks swam slowly across.
The banks were lined with cherry blossoms that floated down like
snowflakes, softly amongst the two bodies. In short, it was perfect.
Vegeta sighed and
stretched languidly, unconsciously rubbing himself against his dozing lover. God, I wish it could be like this forever.
"Good things
come to an end once in a while," Goku said lazily.
"What do you
mean?" Vegeta asked, surprised at how Goku seemed to have answered his
thought.
Goku turned and
pierced Vegeta with shiny eyes. "You know, all this," waving his
hands at the scenery. "It can't always be like this forever."
"We could you
know," Vegeta said carelessly. "We could stay here and never leave.
Just you and me, together, forever." He knew he sounded like a lovesick
puppy, but he couldn't help himself.
Goku smiled sadly and
turned his eyes back to the scenery. "No, Vegeta. It can't."
"I don't
understand. Why wouldn't it?" Vegeta asked, desperation climbing into his
voice.
"We are from two
totally different worlds Vegeta, can't you see?"
"See
what?!"
Goku sighed and still
refusing to look at Vegeta he replied, "You have a great life Vegeta. You
have a wonderful home. A Mom and Dad who love you and want nothing but the best
for you. You are smart and can get into any damn college you want. Hell, you
can have anything you want. You shouldn't throw all that away by
continuing to hang around with me. I have seen the look in your mother’s eyes
and I wouldn't want to break your family up or anything."
"I don't give a
fuck about what my mother thinks!" Vegeta shouted angrily. "She can't
keep ruling my life forever!"
"Well I
care!" Goku yelled back angrily. "Dammit Vegeta! You don't know what
it’s like to be me! Sure I have lots of friends and everyone thinks I am wonder
boy extraordinaire, but I am nothing like that! The real me Vegeta, is angry,
mad, pissed off at the fucking world! And you want to why? Because no one gives
a flying fuck about what happens to me! I didn't really get to know my mom, and
my dad could be a fucking guest for all the attention he pays to me!"
By this time, Goku
was on his feet, tears of anger and bitterness trickling down his face. His
voice continued to rise as he stared down at a very startled Vegeta.
"All my life!
All my goddamn life, I have tried to please that son of a bitch! I worked extra
hard for him! I worked two fucking jobs because he wouldn't help me
financially, having to crawl on my knees begging like a dog! I joined every
goddamn club I could possibly fit into, just so he could be proud of me! I made
the all-star football and baseball team. Did my father say anything in
encouragement? No! Not one fucking word of congratulations! All I ever wanted,
was just to hear him say that he was proud of me...just once! The only reason I
stay there is because of my sisters or by God I would have left that
godforsaken place a long time ago!”
Collapsing on his
knees and lying on his face on the ground, he pounded the earth beside
him,
"I HATE HIM! I
HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!"
Finally exhausted, he
went limp and sobbed hopelessly into the earth. Vegeta, who had unconsciously
been crying silently as well, crept up to him. Cradling the weeping boy into
his arms, he rocked Goku silently, letting all his anguish and sorrow flow out
of the taut body. Goku couldn't stop shaking. He clutched Vegeta's shirt and
wept uncontrollably. Listening to Vegeta's softly murmured words of reassurance,
he finally began to let up.
Vegeta had been
shocked at the level of Goku's anger. He had felt all the pent up
aggression hit him like a tremendous force and his heart had ached with the
love and sudden possession he had for him. Rocking Goku now, he sighed and
slowly began giving him light kisses and whispered words of comfort.
Stroking his thick, dark locks, he began to feel Goku relax against him. When
he was sure that Goku had stopped, he cupped his face in his hands and raised
his head to stare down at velvety dark eyes, hoping that all the love he felt
for Goku was on his face as he spoke softly,
"I won't pretend
and say that I understand what you are going through, because I don't. But I do
know one thing and that is the fact that you are the reason why my life is so
filled with a peace I never knew could be possible."
Taking Goku's hand
and placing it against his beating heart, he continued quietly, "Do you
feel that, Goku? It beats for you and only you. And if it means giving up
everything I have just to be with you, then so be it. I love you Goku with
every fiber of my being. Do you hear me? I love you and no one can ever, ever
take that away from me."
He hadn't realized
that his own tears had been falling silently as he had spoken, and he watched
in silence as Goku reached up to wipe them away with a gently caress.
"Oh,
Vegeta," Goku sighed, reaching up to pull down Vegeta's head, " I
have waited so long to hear that."
Lips slowly met
in silent communion, as words were no longer needed.
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Serena pulled out
drawers and cupboards frantically. Proof! I need proof that he is not actually
infatuated with that boy. He must have a stack of porn magazines here. All
normal boys have that. Yes, my boy does not like other boys in that way. I will
not allow it!
Nothing. Vegeta was
meticulously neat for an artist and so things were placed in proper and tidy
conditions. Serena searched under beds, inside closets. Nothing. No
secret porn magazines or videotapes found. No posters of some girl he might
have had a crush on. No photograph of any particular girl. Darn it! There has to be something. Her eyes went up to the trap
door above Vegeta's room. A sinister grin crossed her face as she yanked down
the ladder and began her journey upwards.
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Vegeta pushed Goku on
his back against the soft grass, grabbing his hands and pinning them to his
sides. Their lips met with the force of passion as they both struggled to gain
dominance. Goku rolled him over and took over the position on top. Vegeta
growled and flipped him over in return. This went on and on as each took turns
to see who would prevail. Finally, Vegeta got the upper hand as he smirked
and grabbed Goku's crotch. Goku gasped in response as Vegeta began to stroke
him through his pants. "I win." Vegeta growled in victory.
Not giving Goku a
chance to speak, he claimed his lips again and kissed him hard. Releasing him
after several torturous moments, he began trailing his lips down his jaw and
neck. Goku moaned in delight as he began thrusting his hips against Vegeta's.
Groins throbbed in excitement and desire as both boys began panting at the
delicious friction that occurred.
With a frustrated
sound, Vegeta began removing Goku's pants, frantic hands moving feverishly as
they both tried to get closer to each other. Goku's hands went underneath
Vegeta's shirt and ripped it. "Not again..." Vegeta mumbled. Goku
chuckled and then gasped as his own shirt was ripped. "Darn it
Vegeta!" Another kiss silenced his protests as his pants and shirt were
tossed aside. Goku finally managed to pull away Vegeta's own pants as both boys
gasped at the feel of each other’s feverish skin. Vegeta stared down at his
lover's exquisite body and whispered in an awed voice, "All mine,"
Goku smiled lazily and drawled, "Do with me whatever you please."
Vegeta grinned devilishly and swooped down to claim a taut nipple in his mouth,
causing Goku to arch and toss his head from side to side in pure
delight. "Aaaa...uuuhh... V...V...eegettaa." He gripped Vegeta's head
in his hands as his nipples were teased, suckled and pinched with increasing
pressure. Goku was really beginning to thrust his hips now and Vegeta had to
keep him still, pressing his hands to prevent him from continuing. Goku
whimpered in protest as Vegeta began trailing his lips down his washboard torso
to his thighs. His moans grew louder as Vegeta began kissing everywhere else
besides his obvious erection.
"P...pl...pleassee...V...vvvegeta,"
Goku pleaded.
"Please
what?" asked Vegeta keeping his smirk firmly in place as he gazed at the
flushed face of his lover.
"Don't tease
me..."
“Tease you? I would
never do that to you lover."
And with that he
grabbed Goku's swollen flesh and began stroking it in quick motions causing
Goku to scream. "OHHH GOD...Vegeta! Take me now!"
Vegeta grinned and
then swallowed his lover whole, sucking in with painful slow strokes that made
Goku see white spots dart across his vision. Vegeta raised his fingers for Goku
to suck on and then carefully began thrusting into his lover’s opening. Goku
sucked in his breath in pain and then with pleasure as Vegeta found his
prostate and began stroking it mercilessly. He thrashed frantically as he felt
himself about to explode.
"Goku?"
asked Vegeta shakily as he too was getting painfully aroused. He paused at
Goku's entrance, waiting for his lover to indicate that he too was ready.
"Now
Vegeta," Goku begged and then screamed as Vegeta slid himself carefully
tight and slick heat. Vegeta stilled as he felt incredible sensations flow
through his body. Oh God! This is too
much!
Goku began thrusting
upwards, causing Vegeta to begin his movements again. He slowly pushed in and
withdrew wanting to enjoy the sensation of being in Goku's tight heat. However,
desire and want ruled over all rational thought as Goku began thrusting feverishly
against Vegeta.
"Harder
'Geta," he moaned. Vegeta needed no further encouragement as he began
thrusting back faster and harder into Goku. Sweat dripped down fevered skins as
they stared into each other’s eyes. They could feel it building as they arched
and strained against each other.
"G...G...okuuu...uhhhhh,"
Vegeta moaned.
"Y...y...yeesssssssss...ohhhhhhhhh
Vegetaa...I love you," Goku whispered thickly, as he finally exploded,
leaving a trail of hot semen between their bodies. This triggered Vegeta's
orgasm as with a loud groan, he emptied himself into his love. Sagging limply
against Goku's chest, he sighed happily and replied back softly,
"I love you too, babe, forever."
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Serena got into the
art room and wrinkled her nose in disgust at the mess everywhere. She stepped
over sketches and trash, left over paint bottles and unfinished artwork. What a pigsty! She leaned over and
picked up a sketchpad that looked relatively new and began to idly flip the
pages. Hn, nothing really that great.
As she flipped through pictures of fruits and other still life. She was about
to drop the book when she saw it. OH NO!
IT CAN'T BE! Her mind screamed in protest.
Staring back at her
was a nude sketch of Goku, in a pose that could only be described as undeniably
sexy. He was leaning against the window seat, the curtains billowing against
the background as a mysterious, warm half smile was directed towards the
artist. So this is what they do up here.
Serena flipped through the remaining pages, her face draining of all color as
she saw various other sketches of Goku, either in the buff or with clothes on.
Goku's face seemed to laughing at her, mocking her attempts, sneering at her
saying that he had won over her son. To add the final blow, she looked at the
very last picture of Goku, drawn just yesterday, according to the date. Vegeta
had written beneath it the words
~Forever, my lover. ~
Serena dropped the
sketchbook in horror and began to back away slowly from the room. No! No! No! Not my Vegeta NOOOO! With a
mad dash, she picked up all the sketches and sketchpads and running back
downstairs, she shoved them all into the fireplace and watched as they
burned away into ashes. Just like you
will burn Goku, just like you!