In Your Dreams

Chapter 8

In Your Dreams: Chapter 8

Just as Vegeta had predicted, the prince found himself pacing the halls late into the night. His mind was racing with the realization that he was indeed attracted to Kakarotto. He'd always felt drawn to the younger Saiyajin, despite his attempts to repel him, but this took things to an entirely different level.

After Kakarotto had left with the dragon Vegeta found himself wondering what was left for him on this planet. His children were grown, and though they still lived at home, they were independent. He no longer had any obligations to Bulma or anyone else. In fact, without the other Saiyajin around, Vegeta had no reason to stay at all.

So did that mean he cared enough for Kakarotto that he would alter his life to stay near him?

A frustrated groan escaped the prince's lips as he dragged his fingers through his hair. So he'd established that he wanted more than friendship from the younger Saiyajin... but did Kakarotto want more from him?

He hadn't really given Vegeta any indication that he might. Did that mean he wasn't interested... or did that simply mean he hadn't even considered the possibility that there COULD be more between them?

The prince hated to admit it, but he needed some advice on this one.

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''Woman, wake up.''

Bulma groaned as she stirred and slowly woke from her deep slumber. Hazy blue eyes squinted over toward the clock before they focused on the man perched on her bedside.

''Vegeta... It's one in the morning...''

''I want him.''

Suddenly the woman was wide awake and Bulma propped herself against the headboard and smiled broadly. ''Wow, not wasting any time, eh? I guess my plan with Yamcha worked better than I thought!''

Vegeta frowned. ''What plan?''

The blue-haired woman smiled sheepishly. ''I was kinda inviting Yamcha over to spend time with Goku to make you jealous...''

She waited for the tantrum that was sure to follow her confession, but the prince only snorted and muttered under his breath. ''Baka onna...''

Bulma shook her head as if to get back to the subject at hand. ''So does Goku know how you feel?''

Vegeta shifted uncomfortably and let his eyes wander around the dark room. ''That's why I'm here. I don't know how he would react to my advances. He hasn't shown any interest towards me, after all. You seem to know him better than anyone.''

Though he hadn't come out and said it, Bulma knew he was asking for her help. She felt honored that the prince would trust her with such a sensitive subject, and she was going to do her best and give him the all the advice she could.

''Well, even though Goku has been married and has two kids, he hasn't had much experience with... Ummm... I guess you could call it an 'emotional bond'. He didn't love ChiChi when they got married; she just tricked him into it by calling him on a promise he'd made years before when he didn't even know what 'marriage' meant. Goku always keeps his promises, so he felt obligated to follow through.''

Bulma paused for a moment and frowned as she remembered the awkward ceremony. Her long-time friend had been so uncomfortable and confused.

''Later on ChiChi told him that kids were part of the deal. I learned several years later through some casual 'girl talk' that Goku had been less than willing to perform. He hadn't wanted or enjoyed ChiChi's touch, but again, a promise was a promise. He suffered through it to give her what she wanted.''