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Yamcha carried his precious burden to the Son house, a prayer on his
lips.

_Dammit, Goku! Don't die!_

Increasing his speed, he spied Goku's home in the distance. The z
warrior plummeted down like a rocket, clutching his friend tightly.
Gently he alighted in the front yard.

Dark eyes surveyed his unconscious comrade. A swell of emotion filled
his heart.

_Please, I need you. If you die, I die inside...hold on!_

Yamcha swept a chaste kiss across silken lips. He smiled quickly,
moving to the front door.

_You'd probably hit me for doing that if you knew. But what a way to
go, ne?_


He banged on the door in desperation. Chi Chi opened it, anger
twisting her features.

"What's wrong with you, Yamcha-" she paled at the sight of her
husband.

"My god!! What's wrong with Goku!!"

"It's an emergency, Chi Chi!" Yamcha was yelling himself. "We've got
to get him inside. I'll explain it all then!"

****

Chi Chi was hysterical. It took nearly an hour for her to calm down.
Yamcha held her as she shook with sobs.

"What if he doesn't make it? What if-"

Yamcha soothed her, his own voice cracking. "We won't let that
happen. The medicine Trunks gave us will cure him, and I think we
caught it in time" dark eyes roamed up the stairs.

"Come on, let's see how he's doing."

****

The vigil was an exhausting one. Both Chi Chi and Yamcha took turns
watching the sleeping form. Goku's fever peaked, giving his skin an
unnatural flush. Several times he cried out, hallucinations haunting
his dreams. Yamcha refused to leave his friend's side. Chi Chi had
dark circles under her eyes from worry.

Yamcha noticed her state of near collapse. "You're out on your feet,
Chi Chi. Go downstairs and get something to eat. I'll watch him."

The slender beauty stared sightlessly at her husband. "I don't
know...he might wake up..."

Yamcha stood and rubbed her shoulders. "No, it'll be okay here. The
medicine is working, I can feel it in his ki. You need a break."

She hugged him. "You're such a good friend, Yamcha."

He sighed against her hair. _You don't know the half of it._

****

Yamcha stared at his sleeping friend. _Goku, I should be with the
others, fighting to keep you safe. But maybe I'm more useful here.
Between Vegeta, Piccolo, and Gohan they should have enough power to
handle the androids._

Absently he stroked the handsome face, tracing fingers along the
heavy brows. A small smile curved his lips.

_Beautiful saiyan. I wonder...do you guys make love like humans?
Close enough, I guess. You've got a kid with Chi Chi._

The z warrior leaned forward. Gentle breathing replaced heaving rasps
from Goku's chest. His face cast in shadow as he brushed a stray lock
from the smooth forehead.

_I could never tell you what I felt...you'd probably be repulsed or
disgusted...I couldn't stand losing you, Goku. Not even as a friend._

He thumbed the sensuous lips, tilting the finely planed face to his
own. A tide of emotion overwhelmed the z warrior in its intensity.
Unthinking, Yamcha pressed into another kiss. Gentle fingers stroked
along feverish shoulders.

_His skin...he tastes so good..._

Moist tongue swirled over the corded neck, tracing wetness down the
cleft of Goku's chest. Yamcha closed his eyes in bliss, totally
caught up in sensation.

_Kami, he's like hot silk...honey and spice..._

"What the hell are you doing?!!"

Yamcha jolted upright, his face turning deep purple. "I...ah...Chi
Chi..."

"FREAK!! GET OFF MY HUSBAND" the furious Chi Chi stalked towards the
bed, fists clenched at her side.

Yamcha couldn't stop stammering. "Please...I didn't mean anything...I
mean, I just..."

Dark eyes burned with fury. "My husband is sick and fighting for his
life, and you're in here licking him all over?! What kind of demented
pervert are you?!!"

Yamcha looked down in shame. "I...I'll go" he mumbled. There was
nothing he could say.

Chi Chi pointed downstairs. "Don't let the door hit you, freak!!"

****

Nearly a month had gone by since the awkward incident. Yamcha didn't
want to examine it too closely, but he made certain to stay a good
distance from Chi Chi.

He was piloting one of the small Capsule Corporation planes. The z
warriors were planning a strategy against the androids. Yamcha looked
up from the controls as he sensed a familiar presence.

"Yamcha" Goku smiled at him. "Got a minute?"

_Why is he looking at me so strangely?_ "Sure, Goku. What's up?"

The saiyan tapped the controls. "Can you set on auto pilot? I need to
talk to you privately."

Yamcha gulped. "Sure" he flipped a few switches. Tien laughed at him.

"What's wrong, you forget how to fly all of a sudden?"

"You're a hoot, baldy" Yamcha teased back.

Goku waved at the group. "We'll be right back."

They watched the retreating figures go to a side cabin. Krillen
scratched his head.

"Wonder what that's all about?"

****

The friends watched each other in silence a moment. Goku folded his
arms.

"Okay, Yamcha. Spill it!"

The z warrior feigned innocence. "What are you talking about?"

Goku snorted. "For the last few weeks you've been avoiding me. Not
only that, but my wife can't seem to stand the sight of you. Now
what's going on!!"

Yamcha gulped. "I...have you talked to her?"

"Briefly. She won't give details, but makes references to something
you did when I was sick with the heart virus."

"Goku, I swear, I didn't make any moves on her-"

Obsidian eyes narrowed. "That much I know. Now what about the rest?"

Yamcha felt his mouth go dry. _Something's weird here._ "The rest of
what?"

Goku looked away momentarily, smirking. "When you and I were alone.
Something happened?"

Yamcha went white with shock. _He knows!_ "Goku, I...don't know what
to say...but how do you know something happened-"

"I was sick, not dead" dark eyes looked him over thoroughly. "Your
emotions battered my shields. Now tell me the truth!"

"I kissed you" Yamcha blurted out. "Satisfied?!"

"No."

The z warrior snapped to at that. "What do you mean? I suppose you're
disgusted..."

Strong fingers tapped the bulkhead impatiently. "I wasn't."

Yamcha stared in disbelief. "What?!!"

Goku stroked his scar gently. "Why couldn't you come to me and say
something?"

"But I thought...you'd think me perverted or something. Add to the
fact you were seriously ill at the time..."

The saiyan pressed noses with the disbelieving warrior. "A human
might take offense, but I don't. Besides, I knew the depth of your
feelings. You weren't trying for a cheap thrill."

Yamcha closed his eyes, pulse racing. "Ghods, all this time I
thought...our friendship would suffer."

"Only if you remained silent" Goku kissed him softly.

"Yatta" Yamcha gasped.

"Hai" Goku murmured in his ear. "Although this scene is nice, I think
we'd better close this chapter elsewhere. We aren't exactly alone on
this plane."

Yamcha laughed freely. "Instant transmission!"

Goku gave him a devilish wink. "Instant, huh? My, aren't we
impatient."

Yamcha stroked a swelling erection. "How fast are you, Goku?" dark
eyes sparked with fire.

The saiyan grinned wickedly. "Wanna find out?" he placed fingers to
his forehead and grabbed Yamcha.

"I'm in heaven-" the z warrior crooned before they winked out.

****

Two minutes later they returned. Yamcha staggered against the
bulkhead, his tousled mane sticking everywhere.

"Ah...well...I don't think I'll challenge a jackrabbit again" he
panted, sweating heavily through his gi.

Goku pushed him against the wall, suckling the honeyed
neck. "NNmpfth. Told you" his tail waved sinuously about.

Yamcha caught it. "You'd better tuck that up. It's done enough damage
for one day!"

Goku purred in his ear. "Didn't you like my trick?"

Yamcha flushed, licked the chiseled nose. "Damn straight I did!"

Goku stood back, eyeing him with affection. "Ecchi. I like that in
you, Yamcha."

Yamcha lowered his gaze with heat. "You would. Are all saiyans such
perverts?"

A snicker. "Maybe-"

They started at a noise. Krillen came down the short hallway.

"Hey, you guys finished your private conference?"

Both men laughed hysterically, clapping the diminutive warrior on his
shoulders.

Krillen stared in confusion. "I say something funny?"


THE END