Before I knew it, the weekend had ended. Tarro and I had been having sex all weekend, even though I wasn’t entirely sure what came over me to get me to agree to this. To my surprise though, I didn’t have any regrets. He made me feel loved and special. That’s something I hadn’t felt in a very long time. He and I had just finished our fifth round of sex without even realizing that my bedroom door had opened and there was someone standing in the doorway. Unfortunately, the two of us were still completely naked by the time we realized it and the only thing that made us realize it was when we heard a familiar voice scream.
“Oh my Kami! What the hell are you two doing!?” My father screamed, causing us both to nearly jump out of our skin.
“D-Dad!?” I asked, clearly confused.
“Oh god! Oh Kami! Oh…WHAT THE HELL!?” He roared, clearly not happy.
“Dad! I can explain!” I exclaimed.
“You and him both have some explaining to do! Get your asses dressed and get down stairs! NOW!” He yelled before storming out of the room. My heart nearly sunk. I looked at Tarro with a sad expression on my face and he just ran a hand across my cheek. We both got dressed and made our way downstairs. I held onto Tarro’s hand tightly as we made our way into the living room. I saw my dad and Vegeta sitting each sitting in an arm chair. Tarro and I made our way to the couch and sat beside each other. My dad didn’t look happy at all, but Vegeta on the other hand was just grinning at the two of us. The four of us sat in silence for a minute before Vegeta finally spoke.
“So you two finally fucked each other huh?” He asked, grinning wildly. I stared at him with a shocked expression on my face, as did my father. Tarro’s facial expression never did change. It was just blank.
“Um…yes sir…” I say quietly.
“I want them separated right now, Vegeta!” My father yelled, growling lowly.
“Kakarot, I’m not going to separate them.” Vegeta replied calmly.
“Y-you’re not…?” I asked, trying not to sound too shocked.
“No. Leaving this weekend was all part of my plan to get you two together, and I’m pleased to say that it worked. Looks like it worked a little too well.” He laughed and earned a smack on the back of the head from my father. I just stared at him in disbelief. Vegeta actually planned this out?
“What do you mean your plan!?” My dad growled.
“Kakarot! I planned on them getting together! I didn’t want to tell you about it because I knew you wouldn’t be too fond of it!” Vegeta replied, rubbing the back of his head.
“I am so not okay with this! Now you have some explaining to do! And as for you two! I’ll deal with you later! Go upstairs and NO FUCKING!” He yelled. I didn’t waste any time getting out of there. I jumped up and bolted to my room, Tarro following close behind me.
Once those two were out of the living room, I turned my attention to Vegeta. I couldn’t believe that he had planned on my son getting together with Tarro and he didn’t even tell me. I jumped to my feet and just stared at Vegeta. He returned my stare.
“I can’t believe you, Vegeta!” I growled.
“Kakarot. Gohan was so depressed. He needed someone to show him passion. I didn’t plan on the two of them having sex that quickly but they did. You can’t go back on it now.” Vegeta replied, not seeming at all phased by this.
“How could you say that!? He violated my son and I’m not okay with it!” I replied, starting to shake a little.
“Kaka, you need to calm down. Look, I’ve known Tarro for a very long time. I know he’s a good man and he isn’t going to hurt Gohan. I’d never let anyone hurt Gohan!” Vegeta exclaimed, grabbing my arms tightly.
“But they had sex! What if Gohan gets pregnant!?” I asked, only shaking harder.
“If he gets pregnant then we’ll deal with it. You can’t just be yelling at him like this though! He’s getting some very deep feelings for Tarro. I can tell. Fuck, Kakarot! They need each other! That’s why I set them up together! Accept it! Gohan is eighteen and can make his own choices!” He growled, shaking me a little.
“He’s still my son! I’m going to protect him no matter what and nothing can change that!” I screamed before jerking away from Vegeta and running up to our room. I slammed the door and slid to the floor, keeping my back to the door. I began to cry quietly. I was just worried about Gohan. I wanted to make sure he wouldn’t get hurt again…after all, it’s my job to protect him…and it always will be…