Goku X Vegeta Oneshots

Four: Sick Day

Goku woke up with Vegeta curled up at his stomach. He could feel the extreme heat pouring off his body, even more than usual. He played with Vegeta's hair. "Hey, you awake?"

A little grumble was the only reply. There was a heavy puff of air that sounded like a suppressed cough. Goku was instantly aware. "Vegeta? You ok?"

Vegeta silently shifted closer and curled up tighter.

"Are you sick?" Goku put his hand on Vegeta's forehead and cheeks. They were flushed and very hot. "Yeah, I think you are. How'd that happen?"

Vegeta remained eerily silent. He gave Goku a very weary glance and closed his eyes again. Goku got up and went to find a thermometer. When he returned, Vegeta was on his side of the bed, hugging his pillow, trying not to cough.

Goku stroked his cheek comfortingly. His face was too hot. "Do you want something to drink?"

Vegeta didn't seem to comprehend at first, then shook his head.

Goku slid the thermometer under Vegeta's tongue. When it beeped and he pulled it out to look at it, he winced. A Saiyan's normal temperature was roughly a hundred degrees. Vegeta was pushing a hundred and nine.

"I need to cool you down. Are you sure you don't want anything?"

Vegeta seemed irritated by the sound of his voice, for he growled weakly and rolled over. His breath was shallow and fast. Goku shook his head worriedly. "C'mon, tough guy." He picked up his resisting mate and carried him into the bathroom adjoining their room.

Vegeta growled and hissed, trying to wiggle out of Goku's grip. "Oh, stop it, Vegeta. I'm just trying to help you." Goku attempted to set Vegeta down, but when he released him, he saw a spark of alarm in Vegeta's eyes and he almost collapsed. "Whoa!" Goku caught hold of him again. "Ok, nevermind..."

A few minutes later, Goku was gently washing Vegeta's hair with cool water. He was getting worried. His mate hadn't said a word since he woke up. He massaged Vegeta's scalp, hoping to coax a purr out of the silent Prince. Vegeta closed his eyes, but there was no other reaction.

After the bath, Goku took Vegeta into the living room where he could keep an eye on him. He wondered if he should take him to a doctor. Or Bulma.

When he peeked into the living room again, he saw Kanalune, their daughter, sitting on the couch with her "mother". She noticed Goku and said, "Dad, is Papa ok?"

"He's awfully sick, Kana. You should be careful or you might get it too. If something can get your Papa, then it's bad."

"Ok." She touched Vegeta's cheek and then hopped up to join her father. "Has he eaten or drank anything?"

"I keep trying to get him to take something, but he's being stubborn. Like usual."

Kanalune went to the counter and, standing on her little tiptoes, turned on the coffee machine. While the water heated, she put in a little tea container. She went to the cupboard and pulled out a small cup. She went back.

Goku watched her, his heart melting all over again.

She waited patiently until the tea was done, then put some honey in it. She disappeared into the living room. Goku followed.

"Papa? I have some tea for you. It'll make you feel better." Kanalune tried to coax Vegeta out from beneath the blankets. Once she had succeeded, to Goku's shock, she got him to drink a little bit of the tea.

This was followed by two and a half pieces of crustless bread.

And when Vegito and Karamin came home from school, a cookie and a bowl of soup.

Goku watched their children very effectively tending to their "mother". He didn't do a thing. They had it completely under control.

All he did was feed himself and the kids.