Our Little Secret Passions
by PrismaKakkerra     More by this Writer
Goku can't help it. He wants his prince. And wants him bad. But does The Prince of all Saiyans want him? And how will he keep his aire from telling his secret? finds one of his own!

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Chapter 01
In the main bed room of the Briefs residents, behind the door, a blue haired scientist could be heard yelling.

"Fuck you Vegeta! I'm don't care if your prince of the goddamn universe! This is my house. I will not have you disrespecting me in my own residence!"

Dark eyes stared intently at her. A compact, muscled body stood in front of her,looking like sex personified from head to toe. With a glare of death, Vegeta pinned her to the wall.

"Woman stop all of this goddamn yelling! You invite me to bed, then you bitch about respect? Hn. Your getting to be more and more like Kakkarot's witch."

Bulma's blue eyes widened. "I am not. And I didn't invite you. I...."

"You what woman? You may not have verbally said it, but I can smell your arousal. This is getting old. If you want to fuck, just say so, stop your mindless foreplay, you'll put my cock to sleep!"

Bulma snorted. "I don't want to even be in the same room with you, Prince Ass"

Vegeta growled in frustration. It was bad enough that he'd been beaten again by the big dumb Saiyan while they were sparring. Not even Vodka could erase the failure from his mind. He was not about to be verbally knocked down by the women. With a rip, the blue haired scientist's red dress was torn from her body. She gasped as she felt the coolness of the room touch her skin. Vegeta smirked.

She tried with all her might not to smile, but could not. He made her smiles come effortlessly.

"Jerk. " she said in a slur. And with that they stopped the talk,and began their drunken quest for release.


Trunks groaned. 'Damn' he thought. They're doing it. Why couldn't they be more quiet. Rolling over on his stomach, he covered his ears with a pillow, trying to block out his parents moans. "Why me? Why couldn't I be Goten? His parents never have sex.'' He snorted. The groans and moans finally subsided, and he dozed off to a unrestful sleep.


The next morning came too soon for the Prince of all Saiyans. He had a unbelievable hangover from last night and 'the woman' as he would call her, was lying in the buff on top of him. 'Damn I gotta stop sleeping with this idiot woman. She's so fuckin heavy!'

"Woman wake your ass up and get the hell off of me!"


Blue hair poked him in the eyes as the genius tried to get up. Everything ached. Including down there. With a groan she rolled over and off the prince.

"God Vegeta, were you trying to get in my stomach?! I'm not Saiyan, you know. Ouch."

"Woman you weren't complaining last night. And I wouldn't have even touched your snobby ass if I wasn't drunk. Now stop your bitching, and fix me some breakfast."

Bulma stuck out her tongue. "Fix your own breakfast, I'm too out of it right now."

She rolled to her side and went back to sleep.

"Baka onna." Vegeta said before getting up to take a shower.

Steam came from the bathroom, as hot water streamed down on the prince. "Stupid woman," he said running a soapy hand on his shoulder blades which had received several scratches from last nights activities," that's the last time I fuck her."

Suds slid down his chest to his rippled abs. This was his nirvana. Nothing he loved more(except for fighting of course) than to take a shower and clean his body of any impurities. The water relaxed his tense muscles, giving each one a warming touch. A uncharacteristic sigh came from the Prince of all Saiyan's as he continued his shower.

*****


Goku yawned as he stretched his limbs. He turned to see his wife had all ready blazed a trail out of the bed, and off to her usual 'running his and their childrens lives routine'. The gentle warrior ran a callus hand through his uneven hair and groaned. His body was still sore from his spare with the prince and every part of his body said 'Saiyan Prince was here'. He smiled thinking about the shorter Saiyan. 'When he makes it to Saiyan 3, I'm in trouble. I can't wait for todays spar." Sighing, he sat up straight.

"Ahh!" No sooner had he sat up that the bed flipped up and he fell on the floor. Goku laughed slightly, scratching the back of his head. Suddenly a familiar female voice popped into his head.

'Goku! Goku I know you can hear me!'

The protector of Earth shuddered. It was Chichi. She made him show her how to talk telepathically and sense ki because she wanted to know where her family was, or so she said. He thought it was just another way for her to keep him caged, but he couldn't say no to her. She was scary. Now she did it all the time.

'Damn' he thought. ' I heard that Goku! That Prince Wannabe is rubbing off on you!

'Heh. Gomen Chichi.'

'Hn. I took Goten shopping with me because you took too long waking up. Clean the house while I'm gone. And NO sparring with that hot head Vegeta. If you love your family you will stay home!' and with that she closed the connection.

Goku frowned. That was the only highlight in his day. His time with the Saiyan-jin no Ouji. Now he had nothing to look forward to. With a whimper he got out of bed and made his way to the kitchen to find some breakfast. "At least I didn't have to go, I feel sorry for Goten"

After eating, Goku went to work. He had never really cleaned the house his self before, but he had seen Chichi do it. He picked up the broom and began to sweep the floor.

Since there wasn't much in their little capsule house, Goku finished quickly.With a grin, he plopped down on the little couch in the living room, and turned the tv on. The house was clean and that meant Chichi wouldn't yell at him. He flipped to he found some cartoons.

"That duck's never going to win." he said as he watched Daffy be outsmarted by Bugs Bunny again. He turned the tv off. It didn't work. He needed to spar with Vegeta. He needed to spar with Vegeta badly. Chichi called it his drug. He would laugh and wave her off, but he knew inside it was true."Maybe its good that I'm not sparring with him today. Everytime I do I get.....

His knee began to shake uncontrollably. Finally, he picked up one of Goten's school books up to read. "Math" he muttered, reading the title. As soon as he opened the book he became sleepy. His eyes drooped until he was looking at the book with slits. Finally he gave in to his boredom made fatigue and closed his eyes.

At 3:00, a hard knock brought him out of his sleep. Wiping the drool from his mouth, Goku got up and opened the door. He smiled at the vision before him. There in front of the threshold of the door stood Vegeta, standing in his usual cross arms stance. He wore a black muscle shirt like a second skin and a pair of black jogging pants. Goku always thought the prince looked good in his clothes. The way everything seemed to be painted on his perfect body. Goku's eyes drunk in the sight which was Vegeta slowly, savoring each curve.

A faint crimson appeared on Vegeta's face. 'What is Kakkarot doing, checking me out?!'

Vegeta smirked." My face is up here Kakkarot."

"Hi Geta!" the tall Saiyan said excitedly, taking his gaze from the Saiyan-jin no Ouji's hips to look in those dark eyes. He could feel his blood begining to rise as he stared at the shorter man before him. He was happy that the prince came to see him.

Vegeta glared at him and snorted in disapproval of his disposition. "Kakkarot where the hell have you been? I've been waiting for over 30 minutes for you to come spar. Why the hell are you still sleep at this time of day? "

Goku was about to answer, but the prince interrupted him.

"I don't care what you've been doing Kakkarot. Just bring your ass out here so I can beat you unconscious."

Vegeta turned to walk into the woods but stop when he noticed Goku wasn't following him. He walked back where Goku still stood. Dark ebony eyes stared down at him, then to the floor.

"I can't." he said pouting.

Vegeta growled. He couldn't believe it. No he could. This was Goku after all. He was acting like a child who couldn't come out to play. Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"Kakkarot why do you always let that woman drag you around by the balls? You need to put that hell maiden in her place."

Goku frowned. " Don't talk about Chichi like that. She's just looking out for my best interest."

"How? How is keeping you from doing something you enjoy in your best interest? All the little hellian wants to do is to control you. She treats you like one of your brats."

Goku looked up at the princes eyes. He knew what he said was true. From the day he met Chichi she had been controlling. She had tricked him into marring her and now it was too late Now he must resign his fate.It was not that he didn't love his wife, it was just not the love for your spouse. Maybe he could start over once Goten was out of the house. He didn't want to leave the burden of protecting the house to his son. He groaned.

"Fine. Stay here. I would have kicked your ass anyway."

Goku smirked at Vegeta who was smirking as well. He knew he hit a nerve. A competitive nerve. "You think so. I thought I banged you up pretty good last time."

"Hn. That was last time baka. This time you will be licking my boots."

Goku's heart thumped wildly in his chest. Fighting with Vegeta or just thinking about it always made him excited. He knew he shouldn't, but he just couldn't help it. "We'll see about that."

"What about your baka mate? When you come home she'll kill you..... that is if I don't first."

"I'll settle things with her later. I need you."

The taller Saiyan's tone of his voice was dark, smooth, and if Vegeta hadn't known better, seductive. He blushed despite his self, but he knew that feeling. That need to fight. This feeling, this Saiyan feeling, was stronger than any he ever had. And it was stronger when he was near the third class baka in front of him than with anybody he had ever encountered. He needed to succeed. Each time he failed it not only hurt his pride, but his heart. He needed Goku like he needed air, and it was not sitting well with him.

Vegeta quickly turned away to hide his blush.

Goku stared in concern. "Geta are you alright? Your face just tuned really red...."

"Shut up idiot, lets just go!"



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