The Saiyan Bond

A Visitor

The guy on the right side of the photo is what our mystery dream Saiyan looks like btw

Goten pov
I can hear his soft footsteps outside my door. They are muffled but it's easy to tell who it is.
"Goten? May I enter your quarters?"
I open my eyes and look towards the closed door, his shadow underneath it.
I nod and he opens the door. How he saw my response, I don't know. I have gotten used to the strange occurrences of these dreams.
"I have been looking for you. It's hard to find such a pure one in a place of destruction."
I squint to find his eyes but I can't see them. this time the moon shines only on his lips. They are dark pink amongst tan-Sunkist skin.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't locate you, Goten? Where are you?"
I sit up to face his darkened features.
"But-I'm right here!"
He reaches out to me and this time I don't pull away. Instead I reach out to him, but I can't touch him. He drops his hand from my reach and steps closer. His breath is heavy...as if he is tired and overstimulated.
"I need you....I need you...." He groans.
I whimper softly.
I'm right here! Why can't he see that?
"I-I'm right-"
"Please, wait for me won't you?"
I gulp with a nod and he brings his knee up to the bed and leans his weight, making the mattress shift.
I shiver as he grows nearer and nearer to me. I hold myself tightly and lean back against the wall as I had so many times before.
His lips are still the only thing clearly visible and I have the urge to touch them gently.
But I wipe the feeling away before I can act upon it. He sets both hands down on either side of me and hovers over my bent knees, our faces only inches apart.
"Don't you want to see me?"
I gulp again and give a hesitant nod.
He makes a proud smirking noise and leans closer, I can feel his breath on my lips and I get another strange urge, to get closer to him.
To touch him...
To kiss-
No! I'm not like that! I never was and I never will be!
I grip my shoulders and try to remove the thoughts but it doesn't work, they remain there and I can feel his desperation for something, I just can't tell what it is.
"Goten."
"What?"
"Please won't you gaze upon me with your beautiful eyes?"
I turn to face him and I freeze.
His face. Is finally visible and it's shocking. He looks so....familiar but I can't place it.
His hair is like a crew cut. It spikes here and there and it's parted to the left.
He has charcoal black eyes and they seem to hide something. The scar I once saw is over his left eye in the shape of a v and his nose is the signature Saiyan nose. His chest frame is....so...built. And like I remembered he is much taller than me.
I catch my breath and he smiles, something that for some reason makes me blush.
His smile seems to soften the harsh features of his first-glance-dangerous-personality.
He looks scary in immediate thought but the smile makes him look like a child.
"Wh-who are y-" he presses his lips to mine softly and I am pushed back, my eyes open wide as he continues to move our mouths together in sync. It's a strange and foreign feeling to my body as I start to sense the greedy feeling coarse through me.
He senses my desire too and starts to lean against me harder but I snap out of it and shove him away. He stumbles back in surprise but the look of worry fades as he sees me blush while trying to wipe my mouth.
"You'll do. Goodnight Goten. And see you soon."
And soon his body fades into the darkness
I wake up in a hot sweat and my eyes are wide with panic. I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks but it's also rushing somewhere else. I look down and realize I have a ridiculous hard on.
"Gyah!!!! Why am I hard after THAT?! Oh my god no no no!" I grip my hair on the sides and panic.
This is not okay! No no no! I'm NOT gay!!!
I hear hurried footsteps and trunks and Gohan are standing in my doorway, both shirtless and in their briefs.
"What happened are you okay?"
"We heard a scream!"
"GAHHHH! Get out get out! Why are you half naked?! Ah!" I grasp a pillow and throw it at them and they flinch while Gohan runs through my attack of fluff to grip my shoulders.
"Calm down! Seriously what's wrong?!"
Suddenly I hear more footsteps and my room is crowded with Vegeta and my dad, both wrapped in a sheet together.
Dear lord were they NAKED?
"Ahhhh! Why is everyone naked!" I shriek.
Five minutes later we are sitting around the dinner table and it's a really tense atmosphere. Dad and Vegeta had gone back upstairs to get some sweatpants on but Trunks and Gohan just remained in their freaking briefs.
Vegeta was on my dads lap
Why is this happening to me?!
And trunks and Gohan sat on either side of me.
"We have to stop these weird dreams Goten." My dad states firmly with his eyes grilling and intense stare into mine.
I nod and look down at my hands in my lap.
They are slightly shaky and I can't stop getting rid of the memories of my dream.
"What happened this time?" Vegeta croaks sleepily. He wipes his temples to show how tired he is and leans against my dad lazily.
My dad gives a low growl that I can barely hear and for some reason it makes Vegeta smirk.
"H-he...."
"It's okay Goten whatever it is no one here is going to judge you alright?" Gohan coaxes. He rubs my back genuinely and I nod shyly.
This is soooo embarrassing
I'm rubbing the back of my neck nervously
"He...he um. Well... He kissed me."
"That fresh bastard!" Trunks yells humorously.
Vegeta scoffs and my dad cracks up while I look at Gohan for help.
He seems to be the only one that's actually trying to be understanding so I mainly trust him in this situation.
"Well, I hate to put it this way...were you scared because you liked it?"
I blush furiously and flinch almost.
"No! Ofcourse not-I!"
My head sinks low and I groan.
"Yes. I did..."
Vegeta sits up.
"I think I was right then. This person was your mate. Or is anyhow. But there is no telling if he is still surviving and thriving. I'm sorry. Did he say his name? We could look for him."
I shake my sunken head and Gohan sighs tapping my shoulder.
"Well? Did he say his name?" Vegeta asks impatiently.
Oh yeah...he can't...see...
I sit up and reach across the table to tap his shoulder once.
He relaxes slightly but I can tell he is frustrated.
"Is there anything you can tell me about him Goten?"
"He-Um. He has a scar."
"That's good, for recognitions sake. What does the scar look like?"
"It's the shape of an upside down V. Over his eye."
"Oh my...."
"What?"
"Well, you see that isn't a scar. It's a burn."
"How do you know."
"Shutup and listen. If he truly is a Saiyan as you claim, and he has a V over his eye, then he was a high ranking officer. He must have been. We had multiple men in high ranks and the V marked their loyalty to the king and the planet itself."
"Yah...he said he was an advisor."
"The King had multiple advisors. Many of different ages. This is very interesting. Did he have anything else to say?"
I tremble slightly remembering his hypnotic voice in my ear.
"He said he would see me soon. And that...I would do..."
"Well if he is dead then he most likely means he will see you in the afterlife. And if he said that you would do, it's very prudent that you will be his mate or you are his mate."
"But I'm not-!"
"Goten. I didn't think I was originally either, but we all have to accept our fate sometimes believe it or not."
Vegetas hand moves to my dads and their fingers intertwine lovingly and I can't help but feel a hint of jealousy.
"I know this is going to be strange, but we will find him. I promise." Gohan says.
Is that supposed to comfort me? The guy almost raped me in my dreams!
It seems as though the matter is fixed and everyone disperses from the table including me.
I head back to bed and fall asleep, having no more premonitions that night.