During the course of the night, they'd done it at least five-and-a-half more times. It was "half" because Goku fell asleep on top of Vegeta before obtaining sexual gratification. Secretly, his mate was happy because he was so worn out that his asshole was numb. Well, he did tell Goku before that they were going to fuck until the sun came up or they passed out from exhaustion. It was a toss-up to determine which had come first.

Around noon, the rumbling of a large stomach woke the prince. He groaned as the bright sunlight hit his eyes and immediately buried his face in Goku's neck. That caused many of his stiff muscles to protest.

"I will never, ever have sex all night then sleep for several hours on the ground again," he swore.

"But you really seemed to enjoy it," Goku muttered sleepily. "Especially when my mouth found your-"

Vegeta covered his mouth and blushed. "Just don't tell anyone about that, okay?"

The younger Saiya-jin only grinned.

He slowly sat up, assessing the damage he'd done to his body. His neck, shoulders, and legs were stiff, his lower back ached, and his ass was almost completely numb, but it was nothing a little massage wouldn't take care of. "Kakarotto, can you-?"

"Wowie! What performances!" The angel enthused as he appeared before Vegeta's face. In all honesty, the ouji had forgotten that he'd seen everything from last night. "Overall, I give you a nine-point-five, Vegeta. You lost points in the eroticism category. If only you had begged him or screamed just a little louder..."

"Can you please leave me alone today?"

"Why, Veggie? It's so fun!"

Goku raised his head to gaze at the spectacle he saw before his face. Who would have thought that all those times the ouji burst out into sudden annoyance or anger had been the cause of a chibi angel Vegeta? He would have never believed it if he didn't live the life he did. "So you're the reason Vegeta tends to act a little insane sometimes."

Both Vegeta and his little chibi counterpart's eyes opened wide when his voice invaded both of their minds. "The psychic bond must be the reason you can see me now," the angel mused. The he grinned. "SUGOI!"

Big Vegeta was just as happy. "I'm not crazy!"

Then the chibi devil decided to make an appearance. "I'm so disappointed with you, Vegeta. You weren't supposed to bond with that baka, you were supposed to kill him!" Having not heard the previous conversation, he had no idea that Goku could hear every single word he said.

"Why was he supposed to kill me?"

The devil yelped and quickly flew backward away from the large Saiya-jin. "You can hear me?! That shouldn't be possible!"

"Well, it is. Now answer the question."

"Um..." The devil was embarrassed and that always made him angry. He shook his tiny fist in Goku's direction, but it was pretty hard to look menacing when you were six inches tall. "YOU ARE A THIRD-CLASS BAKA, UNFIT EVEN TO LICK THE SAIYA-JIN NO OUJI'S BOOT!"

Vegeta blinked. "I think I may have said that already... But I didn't mean it!" He hastily added when he saw Goku's hurt look. The ouji glared at the little devil. "I've told you before that you'll never get what you want from me. Leave me the hell alone!"

Goku felt the distress coming from his mate in waves. Vegeta was worried that he would eventually give in to the devil's wishes and go around causing random destruction and mayhem. Goku knew, deep within his heart, that his ouji would never do evil things again, but Vegeta still harbored a tiny kernel of doubt.

"He isn't like than anymore," Goku told the dark chibi firmly, "and never will be again."

"You can't be sure of that; no one can." He turned towards Vegeta and his lips twisted up into a smirk. "You know you want to let go. Stop pretending to be something that you're not. Once evil, always evil."

Vegeta hesitated in his answer. What if he was right? What if he'd never really changed? Just as the uncertainty threatened to overwhelm him, he felt Goku's strong presence come to the fore of his mind. No doubt came from the younger Saiya-jin; there was only absolute certainty of his goodness.

"I worked hard to become a good person for the sake of my children, my mate, and myself. No one will ever persuade me to return to my old ways. You being here is just a waste of time, devil."

"I will never give up!" the chibi vowed before he disappeared.

"As long as I have you by my side, I will always have the willpower to resist temptation," Vegeta told Goku. Tears immediately sprang to the larger man's eyes and he crushed his mate to him in a hug. The ouji gasped and his eyes bulged outward at the pressure. "Kakarotto! Air!"

"Gomen nasai, 'geta!" Goku exclaimed as he released him. "Guess I don't know my own strength sometimes."

"I'm going to take off just in case you guys want to get around to reaching six." The angel waved. "Ja ne!" He vanished in a small puff of white smoke.

"Reach six?" Vegeta asked aloud. The two of them stared at each other for a moment before shaking their heads and saying in unison, "Not today!"

***
Goten was keeping Trunks and Bura company as they waited for their fathers to come home. Vegeta hadn't kept his word to Bura about returning before she woke the next morning, but the little girl wasn't upset. Her papa was happy and that's all that mattered.

"When do you think they'll get here?" Goten asked curiously. "Must have had a great time last night 'cause they're still asleep!"

Trunks covered up Bura's ears. "Not in front of the chibi!"

She frowned and pushed him away. "I'm not an idiot, Trunks. I know that Papa and Goku-san did their bonding ritual thingy last night. I know that you finish things up with sex. Hai," she said when the expression on her brother's face turned to shock, "I know about sex. The ritual was like a wedding ceremony and people usually have sex afterward on their honeymoon."

"How do you know about things like that?! You're only eight years old!"

Bura grew sad as she remembered. "When Kaasan found out that she was... dying, she talked to me about sex. She didn't know if Papa would tell me anything and wanted to be sure just in case."

"He would have told you," Trunks said, completely sure of it. "Papa wouldn't want someone to take advantage of you because you didn't know anything."

Goten suddenly raised his head towards the ceiling. "Vegeta's ki suddenly rose, but Tousan's is still the same. He must be angry."

"When isn't he?" Trunks asked.

"Iie, it's different this time," Goten frowned. "More of a righteous anger."

"Ah." The younger demi-Saiya-jin had always been better at interpreting changes in ki signatures. Goku was very good at it, as well.

About ten minutes later, the two of them appeared next to the living room sofa. "Hi, everybody!" Goku greeted.

Bura grinned. "Hi, Doctor Nick!" Everyone burst into laughter except Vegeta who didn't really see what was funny. "You see, Papa, Dr. Nick is from The Simpsons and he..." She trailed off when his puzzled expression didn't change. "Nevermind."

"Did you have a nice evening?" Goten asked with a smile.

"Definitely," Goku answered at the same time Vegeta said, "It's none of your business."

Bura began to jump up and down. "We have gifts for you! Wait right here, okay? I'm gonna go get mine." She raced upstairs before either could even open their mouth. Thrusting a flat rectangular box in their direction, Bura stood back and carefully watched their expressions as they opened it.

"It's a photo album," Trunks said. "From Bura and me. We put in special pictures of all of your children and left a lot of room in the back for you to add your own."

"Arigatou, Trunks. Arigatou, Bura. It's a very nice gift." Goku was truly touched. Then Goten brought out his gift.

"Don't open this until you're in private," he grinned as he handed them a large square box. Goku shook it a little.

"What's inside?"

He moved closer to whisper in his ear. "Tons of whipped cream and chocolate syrup."

Goku blushed. "Are you serious?!"

"Yep. Now you can make Saiya-jin Sundaes." Goten hugged his father. "Congratulations, Tousan." He embraced Vegeta. "Congratulations, Papa. Welcome to the family."

***
By just watching their facial expressions and body language, you could tell that both Goku and Vegeta were completely in love. Neither would let the other out of his sight for very long and they touched at every opportunity. Goten became depressed just by observing them. Oh, he was happy that they'd discovered true bliss, but he wanted the same for himself.

None of the people he'd ever gone out with, male or female, had that special something that kept him coming back for more. Goten had found fault with every last one. Too short, too tall, too clingy, too flirtatious, talks too much... It was as if no person on Chikyuu was good enough for him.

Actually, there was one...

Trunks had been his best-friend for as long as he could remember. His earliest memory was of the older demi-Saiya-jin dumping sand down his diaper at a park. Despite Trunks' practical jokes and often rude behavior, they'd become like family.

Now, though, Goten wanted to make the young man into something more. The urge wasn't new (it had existed ever since he'd hit puberty), but he never had enough courage to do something about it before. Things were different now. Their fathers had fallen in love and bonded in every way possible, paving the way for their closeted son. Trunks wasn't against their relationship and, because his father liked men, there was at least a fifty percent chance he did as well.

If only he had just a little bit more courage.

"What's on your mind, son?" Goku asked after he watched Goten stare off into space for ten nearly minutes. It was after dinner and they were the only two left at the table.

Goten glanced around to make sure that no one else was around to overhear. "Can I ask you a hypothetical question?"

"Sure."

"What if, hypothetically, I was in love with someone that I don't think loves me back? At least, not in the way I want."

"How long have you known this person?" Goku grinned when Goten frowned. "Hypothetically speaking, of course."

"A long time. A very long time."

"It seems to me that you should just tell this person how you feel. How do you think they would react?"

Goten shrugged. "Sometimes I think they would be okay with it. Other times, some of the comments they make causes me to think that maybe telling them wouldn't be a very good idea."

Goku smiled knowingly at him. "Are they male or female?"

"Hypothetically speaking..." Goten sighed. "Aw, screw it. I'm talking about Trunks. Do you think he loves me the way that I love him?"

"That's not for me to say. If Trunks wants you to know the answer to that, he'll let you know himself." Goku patted his shoulder on his way out of the room. "Whatever you choose to do about this, I'm behind you all the way."

He smiled. "Arigatou, Tousan. I'll do the right thing and make you proud."

"Goten, you always make me proud." Goku kissed him on the top of his head and left him to his thoughts.

***
"I have a friend that needs advice, Papa," Trunks said as he dried the dishes his father washed. The dishwasher needed repairing.

One dark eyebrow rose. "And you came to me? What about Kakarotto or Goten?"

"Er, iie. You're the best person for the job, believe it or not."

Vegeta stared at him, but said nothing for a moment. "What's your friend's problem?"

"There's this person that he likes..."

"Does he think they're not interested?"

Trunks shook his head. "Oh, iie. I-, um, he doesn't have that problem. He doesn't know how to be with them."

"I don't understand."

"There are certain things expected of him, you know? Being with this person will definitely prevent him from fulfilling some wishes. I thought you would understand this because you felt that a relationship between you and Tousan would never work out. My friend thinks that the expectations would come between them."

His father stopped playing the game, and gave his advice directly to the person who really sought it. "Trunks, you are not my only heir and my blood still has a chance to be passed on through Bura. Is there anything else you think that your mother and I expected of you?"

He sighed and stood with his elbows on the counter. "Kaasan willed Capsule Corp. to me and, when I die, I'll have no one to pass it on to. I know that neither she or ojiisan would want it to leave the family."

"Who said that you'll never have any children?" Vegeta inquired. "You could take in a kid that none of the ningen want. Um, adopt."

Trunks sighed. "I guess..."

Drying his hands off, he folded his arms across his chest and acquired a stern look (something he was definitely good at). "Answer a few questions for me, boy."

His son stood up straight reflexively and nodded. "Hai, sir."

"Does this man make you happy?"

"Hai."

"Can you imagine a life without him?"

"Iie."

"Will you forget about what other people might want and focus on your own happiness?"

Trunks smiled. "Hai."

"Good." He smiled slightly at him. "Goten will be lucky you have you."

The kitchen door opened and Goten walked in. "Trunks..."

"Goten..."

In unison, they said, "I have something to tell you."

Vegeta left the room with a self-satisfied smile on his face. "Damn, I'm good."