Instincts and Heredity

By: Niiro Yuuyake

Disclaimer: Niiro Y doesn't own DBZ nor any of its characters. I'm just a Yaoi fangirl writing some perverted smut with the hottie Saiyajins.

Warnings: Yaoi, Minor, TrGt (yep, Goten's uke!), Shounen-ai, Lemon, Possible Mpreg, Animalistic tendencies, Language, etc.

Chapter Summary: "Goten smelt like...breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, and brunch all mixed in one! And to a saiyan...that was like, well...it was a very coveted smell!-----"Hey....Vegeta...." The tall saiyajin said slowly, glancing up at the saiyajin at the sink, "Why's Goten smell still here...?"-----"I don't want you to bite me again..."

A.N.- Sorry, I took so long to update. I've been so busy but good news, I'm updating now. Its nearly 11pm on Dec 30 and I'm hoping to update at least 7 of my fics by New Years Day (and since I'll be to South Beach on New Year's Eve night, that means everything needs to be typed by tomorrow evening). So yea...this is not beta'd so please don't comment on the major errors. Sorry, again.

Chapter 1

"Ouch...ah!....ow! Could you be a little more...OW! Bulma!" Goten winced again as the blue-haired woman dabbed the red liquid on the bite mark.

"Oh, stop it you big baby! Honestly, you saiyans...You can take a punch to the face, but not a little iodine(1) and peroxide on a little wound."

Said saiyan whimpered as Bulma once again, dabbed the wound on his neck with a soiled cotton ball. "Are you done yet? Be done, already! Why's it taking so long?! It's just a little mark! Bulma~!"

"Oh! Hush!" Bulma said, sighing loudly. "There. Just let me wrap it up then your set.

Goten sighed happily, smiling a little as Bulma with her evil chemicals walked away. "Why'd Trunks do that anyway? I mean, we've played around before, but he's never resorted to biting me!"

The blue-haired woman sighed again, "Who knows, dear. Its probably just a saiyan thing. As usual."

Goten's brows furrowed, "No...I mean, it can't be. I've never bitten anyone before...well, not intentionally. Well...not enough for them to bleed, anyway."

Walking back over to the demi-saiyan, Bulma smiled. "Well...with a father like Vegeta, its not unexpected that Trunks would be a...little more..." she made a waving gesture with her hand, "...saiyan than you."

Goten blanched, "More saiyan than me?! No way!"

Bulma nodded, "Well, yes. Vegeta's the only full saiyan here who's been lived the way saiyans have naturally lived on their planet. And he can't help but give Trunks some of that knowledge."

The black haired teen sighed, tilting his head as Bulma placed a large band-aid over the wound on his neck. "But..." he sighed again, "Yea, I guess I see what you mean..."

Bulma nodded once, smiling as she patted the covered wound once for good measure (smiling wider as Goten winced), and folded her arms over her chest. "If it makes you feel better, Vegeta is trying to be more human, so Trunks doesn't know much more than you do."

Goten nodded once, smiling a bit.

He hopped off the examination table and reached for his shirt. It had a small ring of blood on one side of the collar, but that didn't stop him from putting it on. "I'm going to go find Trunks, "He said, grinning in that traditional Son way, "See if he has an excuse for trying to eat me!"

Bulma chuckled as the young teen practically ran out of her lab. If only he knew...

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Goten had intended to leave the lab and go pass the kitchen and up the stairs, but as he rushed by the kitchen, a distinctly delicious smell caught his nose.

He hopped off the steps (for he had only made it past 2 steps, before his body refused to leave such a wondrous smell) and turned around the face the occupants of the Brief family kitchen.

"Hmmm! What smells so good?" Goten asked as he walked over to the table.

Gohan coughed and tried to unnoticeably scoot his chair away from Goten, but he bumped into Goku, who chuckled nervously and unconsciously nudged(a little too hard) Gohan back near Goten. Thus started a short chain reaction which ended with Vegeta growling at Goten, and said demi-saiyan moving to the opposite side of the table-- but closer to Gohan.

Goten sighed once Vegeta's anger seemed t die down, "Heh..." he laughed nervously, then looked around, "Where's the rest of the food? Guys~ I'm starving!"

Vegeta grunted before taking a sip of his coffee, "There isn't anymore. Your buffoon of a father and brother ate it all. Now you'll just have to starve."

Gohan coughed nervously again and tried to act normally. "So...Goten..."

"Yea?" The teen answered. He reached over and stole a piece of Gohan's bacon since his brother seemed to be having some sort of coughing fit and wasn't eating his food.

Goku cleared his throat and tried to act naturally, as well. "Urm...how's your neck?"

"Oh, it's fine. Bulma fixed me up." He reached over and quickly pulled a chair from Vegeta's side of the table and sat it next to Gohan, before sitting down and taking another piece of bacon off Gohan's half-empty plate.

It went completely unnoticed by the demi-saiyan teen as his older brother seemed to bed silently choking beside him.

Gohan gagged a bit, before straightening up and staring at the side of Goten's head. It was like....wow. That scent....screw breakfast at Bulma's....Goten smelt like...breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, and brunch all mixed in one! And to a saiyan...that was like, well...it was a very coveted smell!

It had all started when they woke up this morning...

Goten had slept in late, as usual, while Gohan and Goku decided to spar a bit to get rid of that early-morning-laziness.

When they had come in for breakfast (at Chichi's loud call), Goten had come strolling out of his bedroom, hair a mess (worse than usual), sweat covering his face, chest, and arms, and he still looked half-asleep, with droopy eyes and a lazy feet-dragging walk.

But that had been expected. What hadn't been expected, was when he had sat down at the table.

Gohan and Goku were nearly blown away! The smell was so strong and potent, it had caused Goku to momentarily suffer a sensory overload and black out, which had caused Chichi to screech for Gohan to help his father. But said demi-saiyan had too, been greatly affected by the smell.

Gohan had immediately noticed that it wasn't a bad smell, in fact, the smell had been so enticing...too enticing, it had caused him a moment of total stupor, where all he could to was stare at his little brother, mouth agape, eyes glazed over.

When he had come to,(Goku was still out, while Chichi was fanning him), Goten was walking back down the hall, breakfast eaten and smell linger for a few moments after his departure.

They had decided--when Goku had come to and Chichi had left the house in a fit of confused frustration--that Goten was the cause. And yes, they had tried to go talk to him, but neither could make it into his room, without sprouting a very uncomfortable boner (and of course, NOT admitting it).

So they had settled for coming to Bulma's and hoping she would be able to figure it out, but while flying over, they had, somehow, let Goten take the lead. And well...flying BEHIND someone who's scent gave you aching hard-ons was NOT a good idea, they had concluded once they landed at Capsule Corp.

So now, here they sat, Gohan barely able to inhale with wanting to jump his brother, and Goku, holding the mug of coffee to his face so he couldn't catch wind of his youngest son's scent.

Goten still oblivious to it all. He finally stood up, after eating all of Gohan's bacon, and sighed, "Maybe Trunks will find me something to eat. Thanks for nothing, guys..." He sighed and made his way out of the kitchen.

Gohan heaved a deep breath as soon as Goten left the room, "Oh my God..." He shivered before hopping out of his seat, "I can't take this anymore. I'm going to have Bulma remove my nose. I feel so...dirty....the thoughts I have about Go-"

Before he could finish, Vegeta snorted, waving his hand in the air to shoo Gohan off, "Just go already. No one cares what kind of sick perverted thoughts you were having about your little brother."

The demi-saiyan groaned, "Thanks, Vegeta, " he said sarcastically, "I feel so much better." He pouted as he made his way to Bulma's lab, seriously hoping she would remove his nose.

Vegeta smirked once the half-saiyan left, "Finally," He said, "I thought I would have to go in deep detail about it, to get him to shut the hell up and leave."

Goku chuckled nervously, "Well...Vegeta, it's not really his fault."

Vegeta snorted, "You do see me acting like a pansy because some runt smells like saiyan-sex incarnated, do you? He's just weak."

Goku nodded, before realization hit him, "Hey, Vegeta? Why aren't you reacting to Goten's smell?"

The Prince of all Saiyans' eyes widened a bit before he stood up and walked over to the sink with his plate and cup, "None of your damn business, that's why."

Goku was silent for a while, and this worried Vegeta. He turned slightly to glance over his shoulder at the other full-blooded saiyan, tensing as he watched realization slowly dawn on Goku's face.

"Hey....Vegeta...." The tall saiyajin said slowly, glancing up at the saiyajin at the sink, "Why's Goten smell still here...?"

Vegeta stiffened, "Shit," he mumbled.

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Goten made his way to Trunks' bedroom, laying his hand on the scanner before the door slide open.

"Trunks!" Goten called as he entered the dimly lit room, "We gotta talk. If this relationship's gonna be all about you biting me, then we have a problem."

He sat himself on his boyfriend's bed and sighed glancing around. Trunks' room was huge, with an adjoining bathroom, office, and huge-ass walk-in closet. Those were really the only 3 places the demi would be.

He waited a moment and sure enough, the lavender-haired teen came out of the bathroom with a pair of shorts on.

"There you are!" Goten smiled, "I didn't hear the shower running."

Trunks blushed and rushed across the room to his closet, "That's 'cause I wasn't taking a shower, chibi."

"Oh? Why would you take a bath? Trunks, you're like 17 now. Only kids tak--"

"I wasn't taking a bath either, chibi," Trunks said, a bit more strained, "Just....drop it." He sighed, and grabbed a shirt from his closet, slipping it on quickly. "What're....wha-- how's your...uh....neck?" he asked.

His room seemed really....small, all of a sudden. And what was Goten doing...spread on his bed like that?! Was he just begging to be ravaged?!

Goten shrugged his shoulders, checking to see if the bite-mark still hurt, "Nah, I'm fine. It doesn't hurt anymore, so I guess its healing pretty fast." He laid back on Trunks' huge bed, feet dangling over the edge as he sighed, "So, wanna tell me why you jumped me today? I mean, I know I'm hot, but jeez."

When he got no response, Goten sat up and glanced over to where Trunks was, yelping in surprise when he instantly came face to face with the lavender haired teen.

"Can I see it?"

Goten blinked, leaning back so his hands held him up, "Wha-? Trunks, you okay? You're not gonna bi--"

"The bite?" Trunks asked, "Can I see it?"

Goten shrugged again, "I don't want you to bite me again..."

"I won't" Trunks answered. Too quickly. "Just...let me see it, chibi."

Goten shivered as a wave of warmth ran down his spine. He glanced away from Trunks, still shivering a bit. "I dunno....you're acting strange....and that bite hurt..."

Trunks leaned forward, closer to Goten. His hands settled beside the black-haired teen's hips as he moved his upper body closer to the smaller one below him. With his face just inches from Goten's, Trunks heaved a deep breath before placing a chaste kiss on Goten's lips, "Chibi, move the bandage. Now."

Goten sighed out a shaky breath he didn't know he had been holding, and nodded tilting his head back a bit and baring his pale neck to the taller teen, "Yea, okay, Trunks."

He didn't know why he was doing this, his body just seem to...do whatever it wanted, with Trunks so close.

He slowly pealed off the bandage, sighing when he didn't immediately feel teeth sinking into his skin. Trunks was so close now, he couldn't see the older teen's face, but he could feel the Brief's teen breath on his neck. Goten sighed again, shivering as another wave of warmth traveled down his spine.

"Uh...."He tried to speak, but Trunks had mumbled something, then everything went blurry for a moment and when he came to, a wave of warmth had encased his body, causing a shiver so strong, his muscles gave out and he fell flat on his back, onto Trunks' king-sized bed.

His eyes had been closed through the whole thing but when he finally opened them, Trunks was still leaning over him, now straddling his thighs. His lavender hair cascaded like curtains around his glistening face, as he panted a bit, then growled, his blue eyes narrowing a bit.

Goten whimpered--he couldn't help it!--and closed his eyes as a small shiver racked his lithe frame.

Above him, he heard another growl from Trunks before the lavender haired teen's strained voice whispered, "Oh, fuck."

---TBC---

(1) Iodine is this red antiseptic that's used like peroxide. It's burns like hell and stings too! You're better off using peroxide, trust me, Iodine puts you in more pain than the wound did!

A.N.- Again, I'm so sorry about the lateness. I'm trying to update all my In Progress fics(and upload about 3 more) by New Years day(None of them have been typed so I'm in a bit of a rush). I still have to set a few new years' resolutions, and trust me, they will be including updating AT LEAST once a month, hehe. Well, at least one fic once a month, anyway.

Thanks for all the reviews, and all those who offered the beta. I'm going to go back through my reviews and e-mail someone, and let them beta this and the last chapter, as well as the next one (whenever I type it). lol

Again, thanks and Have a great New Years!! Be safe and make reasonable resolutions!

-Niiro