Blood Bonds

Sequel to Common Bonds

By ArizonaRed

Chapter 1

"Hurry Vegeta! I don't want to be late!" Bulma's voice echoed through the halls of Capsule Corp falling upon the Saiyan's ears. A half-groan-half-sigh escaped his pursed lips as he plopped down defiantly onto the bed they shared.

"I don't want to go..." he mumbled just as her head poked around the corner.

"What'd ya say?" She spoke, fumbling with the new pair of diamond earrings in her hand. With the same expression on his visage, the prince looked up at her and slowly repeated himself.

"I...don't...want...to...go..." A single eyebrow raised in a similar manner to the millions of times she had seen her lover do the same.

"What? Vegeta you promised! Don't you remember? You promised Goku that once you got well, I could throw you a huge 'Welcome back' party."

"Yes of course I remember. I just didn't think I'd have to follow through since I was going to die anyways. I just said that so Kakkarrot would fight me later on. Besides, no one but Kakkarrot will be glad to see that I'm once again healthy. I'm sure they all still hate me...which is how I want it..." Bulma frowned sadly.

"Hate you? How could they hate you when everyone came to visit you in the hospital? They do care about you, Vegeta. It's not always easy, but they do." Now it was Vegeta's turn to frown after realizing his mate had a point. He had wanted to make another point of his own, that most of these so-called well-wishers had come while he was in the coma and that it shouldn't count if they were there because he didn't see them, but thought better. Once Bulma Briefs set her mind on something, there was no turning back.

"Now if you're a good boy and come without kick and screaming, I'll let you use that new can of whip cream on me." His frown quickly disappeared and a sexy smirk replaced it.

"Well I guess I can't argue with that..."

The moment they arrived at Kame House, Vegeta was instantly surrounded by a throng of well-wishers. Gradually, the crowd migrated in to Roshi's home which was decorated with a huge "Welcome Back Vegeta!" banner in the living room. A mass of food covered a table and all the counters in the kitchen while everyone choose either a chair or to sit on the floor. Individual conversations began as Vegeta scanned the room for Kakkarrot, but was nowhere in sight. A quick peak into the kitchen revealed that he simply wasn't there. Deep within the Saiyan, a feeling of hurt mingled with disappointment bubbled up to the surface. For some unknown reason, he really wanted to see the younger Saiyan again. The highly sensitive hearing picked up someone answering a ringing phone.

"Oh hi Chichi! Yeah...okay...oh don't worry about it! We figured you and Goku would be late...yeah, he's here...I don't know how Bulma got him to come but you'd better hurry before he leaves...okay see ya in a bit...bye."

In the same odd and buried place as before, new emotions became evident to Vegeta, insane jealousy and anxiety. Blinking as he cleared his mind, the new and unprovoked emotions made him a bit nervous. Relaxing back in his chair, Vegeta simply observed other guests converse over nothing of importance. Without asking its owner, the full Saiyan's stomach continued to flop in apprehension for what seemed like hours. Unable to reset himself, the other people in the house seemed to fade off into the distance.

The whine of the screen door creaking open clamored into his head, snapping it over to the abode's entrance. The all too familiar orange gi, black chaotic hair, and sweet jovial face came into view as Goku stepped in the house with Chichi following behind. Adrenaline rushed into his veins as the other Saiyan's scent was carried on an air current to his sense of smell. Damn, he smelled good. 'Good' simply wasn't hitting the correct meaning. Enticing, sensual, warm and very alluring were better descriptions. Vegeta's face flushed in embarrassment upon realizing his lower body was also reacting to Goku's presence. Quickly looking away, Bulma gently rested her hand on his shoulder.

"Vegeta? Are you feeling all right?"

"I don't know...the room got hot all of a sudden." Her companion panted.

"You might be having a side effect from all that medication you had. I'll get you a cold glass of water, okay?" He nodded in appreciation while knowing fully well that the reaction wasn't from the medicine. Meanwhile, Goku made his rounds, happily saying hello to everybody until he got to Vegeta. Suddenly, the royal was enveloped by two large arms around his biceps pulling him straight out of his chair into a massive bear hug.

"Oh Vegeta! I'm so happy to see you better again! I was getting worried about you!!" Another hard squeeze was given just before smaller man was set back down. He glared at his rival as Krillen nudged Gohan in the ribs.

"I think Goku is the only person in the universe to be able to get away with something like that with Vegeta!" Gohan stifled a giggle in reply.

"Is it because of his strength or from the sheer tolerance that Vegeta has for my father?" Krillen simply laughed and shook his head. Vegeta shot a warning look at the two, and then slapped Goku's hand away as he suddenly regained his senses.

"Kakkarrot! I am your prince not a play toy!" The larger Saiyan smiled sheepishly.

"I know, I know..." A deep growl erupted from his midsection, as he grabbed it. The aroma of the food in the kitchen found its way to Goku's nose, sniffing it enticingly. "Oh man, that smells good! I'm so hungry!" Turning abruptly, he bound for the kitchen, leaving Vegeta in the chair. The older Saiyan thanked every deity he could think of that Kakkarrot didn't notice the state his lower body was in. But why? Why was he suddenly so aroused just by the other's appearance? Vegeta had been on this planet for almost twenty years...this never happened before.

The longer Goku was in the kitchen the more aroused Vegeta became. He could still smell the man; feel his warmth lingering on his own skin. The royal swallowed nervously, trying not to bring unwanted attention to his distressed state. His fingers dug into the loose fabric on his jeans, hoping to relieve the growing pressure in them. Bulma returned with the ice water and Vegeta immediately situated the frosty glass in his lap. His length only throbbed at the hard contact, causing the royal to bite his lip to prevent a moan from escaping his throat. Slick with perspiration, his body was screaming for a much needed release. Vegeta was just about to stand and excuse himself to the bathroom when Goku walked back into the living room.

Every sensation he had been fighting exploded in his brain ten fold. Driven by something he didn't expect or understand, he stood jerkily and purposely strode over to the other Saiyan. In the next second, Vegeta's hands were holding onto the side of Goku's face and the prince's lips were lustfully pressed against the others. Everyone in the living room froze at the impossible display before them...the arrogant, self-centered Prince of all Saiyans was passionately kissing his rival, the third class Kakkarrot.

A couple of the guests choked on their meal while Roshi suffered a nose-bled. Bulma dropped her glass, but the most surprised person was on the receiving end of the attention. Goku's eyes were wide with shock as Vegeta's tongue found a quick entrance to his mouth. A quick moan was let loose from the smaller man causing Goku's eyes to close. The feeling was even more sublime than Goku had ever thought being kissed by Vegeta would be. Vegeta's arms wrapped themselves around the taller man and Goku fought from doing the same. Something was wrong with Vegeta; he knew this and didn't want to make things worse. Just as the sovereign's hand was sliding down his back to rest on Goku's pelvis, Chichi walked out of the kitchen to see why everyone was so quiet. Her gaze instantly focused on her husband.

"Goku!! What are you doing!?!" The sudden voice of his wife caused him to turn his head in her direction. The prince's eyes remained closed, even at the loss of contact.

"Chichi!! I...It wasn't...I didn't...Vegeta..." The Super Saiyan gushed.

"Kakkarrot...?" The breathy whisper was barely audible to anyone but Goku. He looked back to Vegeta, who was slowly opening his eyes. Unconsciously, the younger Saiyan licked his lips in anticipation of Vegeta's explanation. Meanwhile, confusion was painted allover the other's face as reality crept back into his mind. A slow terrifying panic gripped Vegeta's features, only a whisper escaping his lips. "Oh...my...God..." A trembling hand rose to cover his mouth lightly while stepping backwards, gasping in shock.

"Vegeta? Are you alright?" Goku extended his hand to steady the other, but Vegeta moved farther out of his reach. No one in the room had ever seen him so perfectly horrified in his years spent on Earth. Gradually, Goku noticed the prince shaking his head in disbelief.

"No...no...no...no..." The repeated word was only a murmur, yet everyone heard it. Before anyone could say or do anything, the horrified Saiyan leaped pass Goku, out the front door, and gathered his Ki to lift him into the air. By the time Goku ran out to stop Vegeta, the only thing left of him was a pale blue streak across the sky. The third class warrior walked back into the house, hearing some people explaining to Chichi.

"No, Chichi! Goku didn't have anything to do with that." Tienshinhan's voice was the first to be recognized. The next was Krillen.

"Yeah...It was Vegeta that..." He abruptly stopped as Goku entered with concern and bewilderment splashed over his face. "What was that about, Goku?! Is that some Saiyan thing or what?" Unknowingly, he licked his lips once again, hoping there was still a trace of the royal's taste lingering on his skin.

"I don't know Krillen...I have no idea why Vegeta would do that...but I am worried about him." Uncertain, Gohan finally spoke up.

"Should...should we try to go find him?"

"Absolutely not. Whatever caused this, I don't want to make it worse and force Vegeta into doing something stupid." An awkward silence fell over the group until Bulma looked at her watch and cleared her throat.

"Well, it's getting late...I gotta get to bed for meetings tomorrow." Everyone suddenly came back to life and made up excuses to leave for the night. As Kami house was slowly cleared of guests, Chichi walked over to Goku and timidly took his hand.

"Goku? What was that all about? Roshi didn't trick you two into...doing that did he?" The man by her side smiled through his own confusion.

"No, it wasn't Roshi. I don't know what happened really. One minute, Vegeta was insulting me so I went into the kitchen for some food, then when I came back out; he just walked over and kissed me." With a nearly empty mug of beer in his hand, Roshi stumbled over to Goku, patting his former student's back.

"Goku, was the hottest thing I've seen in all my years!! I just wanna know," the old master took another large swallow of his beer; "You have any more shows like that planned in the future?" Goku's mouth fell open with a red tint spreading over his cheeks. Only known to the large Saiyan was the real reason for his blushing...and it wasn't Roshi's comment. "I hope I get to taste more of my prince very soon..." His own reaction to his former master's perverted question surprised himself. "Why on Earth did I think that I want to…never mind. I can't let it get in the way of helping him the way he needs it...not how I want it. Goku was pulled from his thoughts as Krillen calmly lead Roshi away from an infuriated Chichi.

Vegeta streaked wildly through the sky, trying to gain distance from the small island. Shaking with agonizing confusion, trees below him blurred into a green shaded collage. Unfelt tears of confused rage streamed down the usually stoic face as his carefully guarded world seemed to crumble down around his ears. Vegeta had never experienced this level of sheer panic, not even at death from Frieza. Losing the strength for flight, he gradually dropped down into a densely wooded forest, falling to his knees. The other Saiyan's scent was all over Vegeta's body, triggering a tint to fill his cheeks. He subconsciously sucked the last bit of Kakkarrot's taste off his lips as the prince tensed with deep arousal.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?!? Why the hell did I react that way to his presence...And why, out of all the other morons there did it have to be that baka-yaro Kakkarrot?!" As none of his questions were answered, Vegeta let out a frustrated and appalled scream that shook the very Earth under his knees.

A/N ~ Well? Hopefully chapter one was worth the wait! Sure did set the stage for future events, didn't it?