CHAPTER 5:

THE KISS

Goku closed his eyes and stretched languidly against the car seat feeling the breeze whip across his face and hair. Turning his head slightly, he watched with hooded eyes as Vegeta drove on with intense concentration. Smiling, he thought about how cute he looked with his face all scrunched up and his mouth set in a slight pout.

Wonder what it would feel like to taste them.

Vegeta could feel Goku's eyes on him and he found himself blushing furiously. He twiddled with the radio controls a bit and finally found a rock station. The sounds of Linkin Park filled the silent car as the Chevy continued its' way down the highway.

Why the hell is he looking at me like that? Vegeta thought, his mind in a slow churn. I don't look ridiculous do I?

He gave a quick glance down at the black silk shirt and black Dockers slacks he wore. He knew he looked good, so why the hell was Goku looking at him like he was a specimen in a lab or something… and damn if his pants weren't feeling too tight now.

"...group."

"Huh?" Vegeta asked as he realized that Goku had been talking to him.

"I said this is a pretty cool group. I went to their concert  a few months ago," Goku replied lazily, giving Vegeta an amused glance.

"Wow! That must have pretty cool."  Sheessh, I sound like a fucking 14yr old girl.

"Yeah, it was."

Comfortable silence fell for a few minutes before Goku raised himself up the seat and looked at their current surroundings.

"Awesome," he said, "There is this cool night club that just opened up a few blocks from here. Wanna come?"

"Goku...look at me. Do I look like I’m old enough to get into a night club?"

Goku hmmed and turned around and began to give Vegeta a really good look. Dark, velvety eyes drank in every inch of his body, caressing gently as it roamed over the well muscled but yet compact body. Vegeta could feel himself burning as he shifted uncomfortably. A low chuckle came out of Goku's lips as he said in a voice that was nothing short of wickedly sexy.

"I like what I see... " Goku leaned in closer bringing his lips close to Vegeta's ears and whispered huskily. "Don't worry, I’ll take care of you."

Vegeta nearly ran into another car, as every nerve in his body sprang to attention at Goku's voice.

Oh God...if he touches me I think I will explode. 

With a nervous laugh, Vegeta pulled up into the parking lot. Stopping the car, he looked around and inspected his surroundings.

The name of the club was appropriately titled 'Enigma'. The building looked big enough to house several nightclubs. Neon lights flashed in the night, as the subtle sounds of techno music filled out into the park. Young people dressed to the nines, walked in and out. Mostly in. A long line was already forming as the eleventh hour was fast approaching. There were couples in all shapes and forms, most of them came with members of the same sex.

"Is this a gay club?" Vegeta asked bemused.

"Why? Do you have a problem with that?" Goku asked, raising a well-shaped eyebrow.

"No, I don't." Vegeta answered in a snap. He could already see the stares that Goku was receiving as they began to walk towards the entrance. Both guys and girls were giving Goku looks that clearly devoured every inch of the leather-clad body. Except of course, Goku looked and acted older than his age.

"How the hell are we gonna get in?" Vegeta asked with worry.

"Didn't I say that I would take care of everything?" replied Goku, sighing irritably. "Patience."

Goku walked confidently up to the beginning of the line, earning a lot of grumbles and complaints. Smiling from ear to ear, he stepped up to the huge, black guy that was part bouncer, part doorman.

"Hey Mr. P! What's up?" Goku asked in a cheery voice.

Expecting to be knocked off at any second, Vegeta watched the following exchange in  amazement.

"Goku! My main man!" Mr.P bellowed out. "Didn't expect to see you here tonight. How’s it going?"

"Not too bad, my friend, not too bad."

Vegeta watched in astonishment as the man parted the velvet ropes and with a flourish said,

"Step right up...he with you?" he asked nodding towards Vegeta.

Goku grabbed Vegeta's arms and beamed. "Sure is!"

Mr. P laughed out loud and gave Goku a slap across the shoulders calling him a fast worker. Whatever that meant, Vegeta did not want to know. Goku began dragging him in through the doors. They were greeted by scantily clad women, who threw wreaths of flowers around their necks welcoming them into the club. Goku led Vegeta into a sea of color and people. His mind whirled as he tried to take in as much as possible. If he thought that Breckinridge had had nightclubs, this one would be the granddaddy of them all. As Goku led him deeper into the club, he could feel himself being groped and fondled by the dancing couples and people who were loitering about. Unconsciously, he clung himself onto Goku's side and hung on for dear life. Just when Vegeta began to wonder where the hell Goku was leading them to, they finally stopped in front of another door that led into, according to the sign, "The Inner Sanctum".

"Ready to really party, Vegeta?" asked Goku, the same mischievous glint sparkling in his eyes.

Before Vegeta could muster up a reply, he was yanked into a fairly lit room. The real source of lights came from candles and lamps that could have come out from the 18th century. Needless to say, it gave the room an eerie glow. Instead of walls, expensive black velvet drapes etched with gold trimmings, lined the walls. Huge pillows decorated with intricate designs and made with the softest of materials, were scattered across the floor of the room and let’s just say that some of the guests were making very good use of it. The room smelled curiously of sex, drugs and burning incense.

Wild.

Goku strode confidently across and over people's heads and bodies. He finally came to an area that was already filled with a small group of people. A bunch of scantily dressed women and two guys were lounging among the pillows.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Goku." drawled out one of the men. "He finally decided to grace us with his presence."

Suddenly in a movement that was so quick that Vegeta hardly had time to see it, the man was on his feet, and he looked really, really upset. Vegeta turned to see Goku's reaction and was shocked to find a similar irritated expression on his face.

"Dammit, Zarbon! Why the hell do always have to come here and ruin my fun?" Goku hissed in anger, his lips curled up in a sneer.

"Your fun? Your fun?!" Zarbon turned amused eyes towards his companion. "Hey, Dodoria we have a fucking comedian on our hands." The bulky, pink slob called Dodoria, snorted in response. Turning back to Goku, Zarbon placed his hands on stiff shoulders and sticking his face to within a few inches of Goku's he said, "Listen here, BOY...this is my fucking tavern and my fucking spot, so if you don't like it, I suggest you take yourself and your faggot friend," glancing over to a scowling Vegeta, "and get the fuck out of here, before I call the fucking cops. Understood? BOY!"

Faggot friend? Vegeta's mind reeled, as he felt his anger growing with each passing moment. How dare he talk about me in that way! How dare he talk to Goku in that way! Before he could control himself, a fist had landed on Zarbon's nose, followed quickly by a kick into his nether regions.

"What the ..." was all that Dodoria could blurt out as he watched Zarbon collapse to the ground in pain. "Why you little runts!" He rushed towards the boys, as Goku moved behind him with amazing speed and agility and gave him a crushing blow to the back of his head.

"Good moves, Goku," said Vegeta in awe.

"Not so bad yourself," replied Goku grinning. "Oh! Oh! Looks like we have got company."

Vegeta turned around to see a group of angry looking men coming towards them. He began to feel a rush of excitement coursing through his body. He had been in fights before and had somehow managed to escape the police.

Just like back in the days.

He glanced over to see what Goku was doing, and smiled even wider as he noticed the same gleam of excitement in his eyes too.

Good! He enjoys a good fight too.

Both boys nodded at the same time and then rushed head on into the men. For the next few minutes, bodies were flung about the place, furniture (or lack thereof) were destroyed, as the boys handily dealt out severe punishments to their attackers. It was only the sounds of police sirens approaching that set the boys scrambling out to the parking lot and into the Chevy. Already many of the guests, were running about and screaming at the commotion. Vegeta slammed on the brakes and took off like the devil was on his tail.

"WhoooHoooo!!!" Goku screamed in exhilaration, sticking his head out the window and letting the wind rush through him. "That was great, wasn't it, Vegeta?"

Vegeta grinned in delight, wishing he too could stick his head out and scream out in joy. It felt really good to be out again. Especially with Goku now. He had never experienced such a rush of adrenaline before and his whole being was burning with excitement and desire.

"Stop the car! Stop the car!" Goku screamed.

Vegeta stopped wondering what was wrong now. He watched as Goku jumped out and began running towards the edge of the bridge that they had stopped on. Since it was pretty late, there was hardly any other vehicle around. He watched in stunned silence as the dark-haired wonder boy, climbed up to the ledge and balanced precariously on it.

"Goku...umm...isn't that dangerous?" asked Vegeta with concern while getting out of the car slowly.

"Sheessh Vegeta...you worry too much," drawled Goku. "Come on out here, it feels great!"

"Okay."

Vegeta climbed onto the ledge and held on with shaking feet. Don't let him know you are scared. He looked down at the shimmering river that flowed a good long way beneath them. Swallowing tightly, he jerked his head back up to meet glittering black eyes that dared him to be afraid. Goku looked heartbreakingly beautiful. His hair fluttered wildly as the light of the moon splashed across his face, creating a play of shadows and light across the visage. Only those eyes twinkled with excitement. Vegeta felt himself slowly drowning in them. His breath rushed out in painful hitches as he clutched onto the steel cords that held the bridge.

"Scared?" Goku asked softly, eyes still shimmering with mirth and desire.

"N...n...nooo," came the shaky reply from Vegeta. His own eyes reflecting the growing ache he was beginning to feel.

He could feel his feet move closer and closer to Goku, when suddenly a huge gust of wind brushed past. Vegeta waved his hands to keep himself steady, when strong arms suddenly encircled his waist. He was pulled up to the broad, warm chest as he rested his thudding heart and head against it. He breathed in the wonderful scent that radiated off Goku, and raising his head slowly, he looked into eyes that questioned, stared at lips so full that they were practically begging to be kissed. With a soft sigh, Vegeta leaned up and finally gave in to the temptation. Warm lips brushed against each other as a jolt of shock ran through them. With a groan, Goku moved in closer to claim Vegeta's lips in a soul-searing kiss that made him gasp. Tongues danced in delight, warring with each other for dominance. Hands roamed over feverish bodies as they strained to get closer to each other. Vegeta couldn't feel his legs anymore and the heat that had generated within his pants wasn't helping as groins ground mercilessly. He had long ceased to think as only the feel of Goku against him was all he could want.

I need. Want. Oh, God! Need. With a moan, Goku released Vegeta slowly.

Vegeta whimpered in protest as the warm lips left his. Opening heavily-lidded eyes, he stared back at an amused looking Goku. Vegeta felt his skin flush with embarrassment at his wanton response. Fuck! He must think I am very desperate or something. He watched as Goku brought fingers to his face in a caress and then said softly,

"We had better get going, before your parents start worrying about you."

Vegeta nodded glumly and with help from Goku jumped off the ledge and back onto the street. They got into the car and drove off in silence, each lost in his thoughts.

Great! Just fucking brilliant Vegeta! You just had to show him how much you wanted it, didn't you? I bet he tells all his friends about the new kid who kissed him like a desperate schoolgirl.

Shit! Now why did I have to do that? Now he is gonna think I am the perfect perv. God! I just couldn't keep my hands off him. He is beautiful and exhilarating. Man! I hope he still wants to be friends with me.

"We are here," Vegeta said quietly, parking in front of Goku's house.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"..."

"..."

"I had fun you know. I mean I have never had this much fun in a long time. I just hope we can do it again sometime. I mean if you want to… that is..." finished Vegeta lamely.

Cut me off now! he thought in despair.

"Sure," came the quiet reply.

Vegeta raised grateful eyes to the other boy’s visage and was relieved to find the same warm smile on his face.

"Goodnight 'geta," Goku said quietly. Leaning forward, he brushed soft lips against Vegeta's forehead and in a graceful move left the car and walked up his driveway, turning to give a quick wave before disappearing into the house.

Vegeta sighed in frustration and silly giddiness. At least he didn't turn me away. He pulled into the driveway and shaking his head, he took a look at his ripped clothes. Wincing inwardly, he prepared to go into the house to face the wrath of his mother.