Change In Thought (BrolyxGoku Yaoi) Book 2

E X C L U S I O N PART I

-Broly's POV-

As we made it back to our rooms, I had caught up with running after Kakkarot. I tackled him through the open doorway playfully, picking him up and jumping onto our bed. He squirmed underneath me as I began to tickle him; he was always the one for being ticklish, and it was cute.

"B-Broly!" He called, laughing hysterically and kicking his feet.

"You know what to say!" I replied, smiling for the first time in a long time. I tickled his sides and placed more of my weight onto him to keep him still. "Say it!"

"Un..." He started, now beginning to cry from laughing so hard.

"What?" I asked him.

"UNCLE! UNCLE, UNCLE, UNCLE!" He finally shouted.

I soon stopped torturing him, hearing him laugh more and giggle a bit, panting softly. Now moving from sitting on him, I scooted back and finally laid on top of him, a leg between him and his leg between me. Laying my head up on his shoulder, I smirked up at him, and I saw him look down at me. We stared at one another for awhile, no words spoken. It was silent in our room, excluding both of our pants. Leaning my head and shoulders up, I looked down at him and his cheeky smiling. Really, he was too cute for me, too much for me to handle sometimes. Heh, sometimes I wonder why he would even choose someone like me, Broly. It sometimes didn't make sense how everything came together to lead to certain points in my life, his life, or our lives.

"Kakka..." I spoke.

"Broly." He replied, his black eyes staring up at me.

"How do you even deal with someone like me most of the time?"

Kakkarot was left in silence. Even through telepathic speaking, he was silent. Did I catch him off guard? Did I say the wrong thing? I only asked one question, and he made it seem like it was the end of the wo–

"Because." He interrupted my thoughts with his words, and along with it came a gentle kiss. I kissed him back, about to pull away, but he didn't let me. His hand was placed on my cheek and kept me there. Maybe he wanted me to just shut up, take it, and let it sink in...whatever he was trying to tell me, that is.

Our lips barely moved against one another, very little motion was involved. I had to admit, the taste of his lips were always...delightful. Sweet and soft, just like him around me. And we I did taste them, everything around me stopped, as if we're stopped in time, alone by ourselves. No one could interrupt what was happening, and sometimes, I didn't let any interruption happen.

Kakkarot soon pulled away slowly, his hand slowly leaving my cheek and his eyes prying open. He looked up at me in silence before smiling a toothy grin.

"Because I love you."

-Bardock's POV-

"Father, that was Kakkarot!" Raditz said to me. We had entered our rooms and shut the door behind us. He, too, was shocked to see his brother after many many years.

"I know!" I yelled towards him, my fists clenching in frustration from him constantly yelling.

"Then take me to him! He is my baby brother, and I demand–"

"You CANNOT see him!" Both of our voices were getting louder as we yelled at one another.

"Why?!" Raditz yelled back. His own anger, fluster, and confusion was taking over his common sense now. But however, so did mine.

"Because he HATES me!" I screamed, my voice breaking as I was pushed over a limit I've never been pushed over. I sniffled hard, turning my head away from my older son, Raditz, tears beginning to form in my eyes. He had never seen me cry, and I'll be damned if now is the one time he'll see his father in a weak state.

Sniffling again, I blinked and stood from the bed, looking towards him. "He hates me for not accepting him for who he is, and...that so abandoned him for at least a decade." I finally calmed down, a sigh escaping my lip as I removed my blood-soaked headband from around my head, throwing it on the bed. "First day I see him and he introduces me to his mate, I...yell at him. Cursed him out." I took a small pause in my little speech, sniffling and running a hand over my hair. "He's grown up, your little brother, so much. He's strong, independent, even found himself a mate on his own with neither of our help." A small smirk came to my face as a tear finally went down my cheek.

"And I've ruined our bond instantly from my own expectations I wanted out of him- out of you both."

Raditz walked over to me, him being a bit taller than I was. He stared down at me before instantly taking me into his arms, tightly, as if he wasn't going to let go. I stood there, unsure of how to take it. I've taken and given hugs before, but never in this situation. For once in my life, I was so unsure of the reasoning or cause of an action, that I was frozen. Cold as ice and as still as a statue. My mind and thoughts were at a complete stop, as if my entire body is in a sleep paralysis, but soon, what I thought to be in a paralysis, I broke down in his arms, tears bursting from my eyes as if an overflowing dam exploded. I was slow to action, my arms lifting up and wrapping around the torso of my caring son. He held me tight and close to his chest while I simply clung onto him, like I was a little baby.

"My son, I'm..." I started, but Raditz leaned away from me slightly and gave me that look he usually gives when he needs something or someone to stop. It never depended on what it was because his look somehow always changed.

"Father, let me go speak with Kakkarot. Please." He asked again.

With that look in his eye, my eyes fell to the floor before I finally nodded. Raditz smiled softly and hugged me once more, soon kissing my forehead like I would when either of us went on a mission, together or by ourselves. And with that, he slowly pulled away from me as slow as Molasses.  Our arms now were disconnected, and he gave me another reassuring smile before walking out from my room and towards 83-B. My son's room.

-Kakkarot's POV-

I'm glad Broly understood when I simply said that I loved him. No other words could really explain how I felt about him because of the large attraction towards him. That's just one of the few millions of things I love him for. And the fact he's such a cute sleeper.

Broly had fallen asleep on top of me, his head on my chest with his small baby snores. It was a good thing to hear him sleep like this. I haven't seen him sleep well for an entire year because of his depression. He was always tossing and turning, and if not, he was either awake and crying. Even with me being inside of the bed with him, I couldn't comfort him like I am now, it was nearly impossible. It was like trying not to eat when there is food in front of you. Who could resist, right?! Like the greasy taste and crunch of freshly fried chicken, or the sweet fluffiness of cheese cake~!

A knock on the door interrupted my daydreaming about food. "Yes?" I called, looking towards the doorway.

"Kakkarot?"

A very familiar voice called my name, and to see who it was, I was in utter shock. Raditz, my older brother, the one who took care of me for a few years before also disappearing, slowly walked into the room. He hasn't changed at all...he was still taller than me, had long hair to his feet, and the same voice. I simply stared at him as he finally smiled at me, holding onto Broly's motionless body in my arms.

"...Raditz?"

He snickered at my reaction, nodding softly. "How are you, little brother?"