He couldn't deny it…he was attracted Vegeta. Vegeta of all people! The arrogant son of a bitch who was supposedly to prince of the Saiyans…but undeniably sexy and gorgeous.

The sensuous movements of Vegeta hypnotized Gohan as they warmed up for their spar. Ever since he had move into the CC, Vegeta had insisted on using Gohan as a sparring partner.

"Hn, I hope your ready boy," the smaller man muttered as he smoothly dropped into his familiar fighting stance. Gohan merely nodded in confirmation and dropped into his own stance, preparing for the fight.

Vegeta moved first. He sprang toward the young Son and collided with him head on, delivering a solid uppercut in Gohan's chin before swinging his leg around to sweep the boys feet from under himself. Gohan however, acted quickly and jumped in time to avoid the sweep performed by the smaller man.

**Flashback**

"Public humiliation…….that's all that can be done."

"Don't talk riddles with me boy, tell me what I need to do."

"Propose"

"WHAT?"

"You heard me"

"Propose? How?"

"Well you know that party that's coming up…"

**End Flashback**

Gohan used the momentum of his jump to swing the heel of his foot firmly into Vegeta's solid chest. The prince countered quickly by grabbing the boy's ankle and twisting it round sending him spinning to the floor.

**Flashback**

"Woma…Bulma." The whole room stood in a shocked silence as the egotistic arrogant prince knelt down on one knee in front of the blue haired beauty.

"Will….will you marry me?

**End Flashback**

Gohan sprang up from his place upon the floor and collided fully with the shorter man. They were both sent flying backwards and ended up sprawled on the floor nose to nose.

"Oh Vegeta I'm sorry…" Gohan gabbled as he desperately scrambled to get up and off of Vegeta. Suddenly, their eyes met, and Gohan ceased his movement. Darkest ebony met darkest ebony and a spell was cast between the two. Slowly, inch by tiny inch, Vegeta's head moved upward, and Gohan's head moved downward for their lips to meet in a gentle kiss.

**Flashback**

"SHE'S WHAT?"

"Dead. I'm so sorry Vegeta but…it was a heart attack…" Goku's kind words were interrupted as the prince abruptly left the room, ran outside into the pouring rain and flew off.

**End Flashback**

The buzz of the hot chocolate machine was all that broke the uncomfortable silence between the two coal haired men. A solid thunk sounded through the room as Vegeta set the large mug down in front of the hybrid.

"Drink." On hearing the monosyllabic statement, Gohan looked up to see Vegeta with a strange expression on his usually unreadable face. The boy wrapped his long fingers around the hot mug and complied.

"Vegeta, what happened back there was…" he was cut off by the smaller man.

"Did you mean it?"

"Wha?"

"You heard me boy, did you mean it?" Gohan opened his mouth, about to lie and reply with the negative, but something prevented him from doing so. His gaze fell to the oversize mug he held in his hands and he muttered something incoherent. The next time the prince chose to speak shocked him greatly.

"I did." Gohan snapped his head up to meet Vegeta's piercing gaze. "And if I'm right, you did too. I could smell it on you boy, you wanted me as much as I wanted you." The hybrid could do nothing but gape at the smirking man before him.

"You…. you do?" The prince smirked, annoying the hell out of the boy.

"Did I stammer?

"N…no but…" he was cut off again.

"Did you mean it?"

"Yes. Yes I did." He was aware of the prince sitting down on the chair next to him.

"Looks like we're going to have to do something about it then boy. We'll have to court one another."

"Court? You mean like date?"

"Yes that's the human terminology right? We have to court one another for a time to see if a relationship will work. It's tradition to Saiyan values. You do want a relationship?"

Did he want a relationship? Did he want a relationship? Of course he wanted one!!

"Of course I do."

"Right. Then we shall court."

The first 'date' they met in a small quiet bar and had a few drinks. Both of them saw a side of the other person that they never knew existed. At the end of the night, they went home together, shared a small quick kiss, and went to their separate rooms and separate beds.

This continued on for about a year before Gohan realised something. He was in love. He was in love with Vegeta, prince of the Saiyans, and madly so.

As usual, they got home one night. The hybrid walked quietly across the kitchen, trying not to look at the prince too much, and settled down to eat. Before he could however, Vegeta sidled over to him and wound his fingers in the Son's hair to bring his head down in a sweet kiss. The boy moaned and ran his wide hands up and down the princes back. He jumped slightly in shock as he felt Vegeta's tongue run along his bottom lip seeking entrance to his mouth.

For the first time ever, the two tongues met in a slow mesmerizing dance. The boy moaned deeply into Vegeta's mouth, and unable to control himself, pushed his body up against the smaller mans. Vegeta pulled away and smirked.

"I think we've done enough courting now…are you ready?" Ebony met ebony and the boy nodded slowly in confirmation.

"As ready as I'll ever be." The prince stood up and linked his fingers with the taller man. Slowly but surely Vegeta led the boy to the stairs and together they began to ascend.

"We'll use my bedroom…I believe it's bigger." They reached the solid wooden door and with a flick of his wrist, Vegeta turned the handle and they were both inside.

As if they had done this a million times before, their bodies pressed up forcefully against one another and their mouths melded together in a searing kiss.

Slowly they shuffled towards the bed, fell and hit the soft mattress together. The young Son cupped Vegeta's cheek in his hand as he ran his long fingers through the upsweep of the prince's stubborn hair.

The prince rolled them over so the boy was on his back and leant on his chest. He reached up to unbutton the shirt Gohan had worked to hard to do up earlier that morning, and tossed the light garment aside.

While the prince began to work on the hybrids belt, Gohan struggled to remove the prince's shirt, before finally getting fed up and pulling it up and over the smaller mans head.

Vegeta leant down so they were lying chest to chest and captured the boy's lips again. He reached down, pulled off and discarded the boy's pants, throwing them over his shoulder. He chuckled lightly as Gohan growled in annoyance, struggling with the brass buttons on his jeans. He reached down and helped the boy to remove the offending garment before reaching up to kiss him again.

The two men moaned as their arousals made contact and rubbed together, the heated friction causing waves of pleasure to shoot through their bodies.

Gohan's lips left Vegeta's mouth and began a trail down his cheek, and to his jaw. The boy then ran his tongue quickly down the length of Vegeta's elegant neck. To his great surprise, a rumbling that sounded suspiciously like purring erupted form the sleek throat.

The boy sat up and quirked an eyebrow at the smaller man. The prince simply smirked

"Shows how much you know about Saiyans boy..." he growled as he pushed Gohan back on the bed. He ran his own tongue along the soft skin of the boy's neck, causing the hybrid to also purr. The smaller man gently nipped his way across the boy's neck before finally leaving a small but distinct mark on his collarbone.

Gohan reacted sharply to this and leaned up, sinking his own teeth into the nape of Vegeta's neck, and unknowingly to him, created a bond between the two of them, a bond that was equal to marriage.

The hot mouths met again in a passionate kiss and Vegeta pushed the younger man onto his back on the bed. He didn't even ask if the boy was ready as he coated his own member in saliva.

The prince captured the hybrids lips as he thrust forward and entered the boy, causing his mind to scream, and to dig his fingers into the older man's shoulders in shock.

The boy looped his legs round the older man's waist, to make it easier for him to move. He pulled himself close to the impressive chest, and ran his tongue up along the length of the tanned ear.

The prince responded by pumping his hand along the boy's length, stroking him to reach an orgasm. Seconds after the boy reached his peak, the prince followed and collapsed in his chest, arms refusing to support him in the aftermath.

Needless to say, the relationship between the prince and Gohan became interesting. Towards the end of the next week, there were very few rooms in which the pair hadn't had sex. The two were in the middle of a very passionate exploration of each other's mouths over the breakfast table, when suddenly the door burst forth and Goten came careering in. He stared at the guilty looking pair for two seconds.

"Oh." He muttered and slumped onto the floor. Vegeta shook his head.

"Shit."

Goten blearily opened his eyes to see the face of his concerned brother swimming above him in a hazy mist. Suddenly he found a foul smelling drink under his nose, being handed to him by Vegeta.

"Here drink this. It'll make you feel better." Goten dumbly accepted the drink and swallowed it. He nearly spat it out in disgust.

"Ughh! Vegeta? What is this?"

"Does it matter? It makes you feel better doesn't it?"

"Yeah I guess…." There was an uncomfortable silence. "So…ah…I guess you two are…"

"Fucking?" The youngest son passed off the obscenity that would have made his older brother blush to no end.

"Yeah…for how long?"

"I don't think that's any of your damned business," the prince snapped. He was elbowed out of the way by his mate.

"About a week…maybe more…but we've been courting about a year."

Goten's eyebrow twitched. "Courting?" he watched as his older brother nodded. Today was an interesting day.

Goku could feel the nervousness literally rolling off his son in waves. He knew better that to ask what was wrong, he merely waited patiently for the middle Son to speak. The boy sat on the very edge of the wooden chair, his hands clasped tightly and pressed between his knees.

"Uhh…dad? I have…something to tell you." Goku raised his head to signal to his son that he was listening.

Gohan stared down at his stark white knuckles, before gathering the courage to go on.

"Dad I …I" he swallowed nervously "Dad I'm gay." He'd said it.

On receiving no answer from his father, he dared to look up into the onyx eyes he had inherited. To his initial shock, the great joy, the eyes were sparkling with happiness.

"I know. And you're with Vegeta." Gohan's mouth dropped. "You haven't been this happy in years. He's obviously good for you…if not anybody else."

"Ho…how did you know?" the oldest son chuckled.

"By the way you stare adoringly at him every time you're together…to an observant person, it's obvious." Gohan could only nod dumbly.

"I did not expect that…"

Gohan could feel the gaze of his mate upon his back as he stood eating the chocolate bar in his fingers. He knew that Vegeta wanted to know what it was, but was too proud to ask. The boy smirked and extended a chocolaty finger to Vegeta.

"Suck." The prince complied, and his eyes widened as he tasted the treat upon his lovers fingers. He smirked and pulled the remainder of the candy bar away from Gohan's hand and led him up the stairs.

That boy was kinky as shit. To be frank, it wore him out. But not as much as it wore the boy. The prince smirked and gazed at the sleeping form of his mate. The burden of his life that was shown in his face was lifted in sleep. The boy's features were softer no doubt…

Vegeta's trail of thoughts was interrupted by the harsh scrape of a chair against linoleum. In seconds he was out of the bed, pulling on a pair of pants and on his way down the stairs.

Looked like the brat was visiting tonight.