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"The Other Side Of Vegeta"Written By: Elanya Disclaimer: I do not own any portion or characters
of DBZ or PokeMon. My thanx to the creators of such magnificent personalities
for use the use of fanfiction. DBZ belongs to TOEI Studios, Akira
Toryama and FUNimation. PokeMon belongs to Nintendo and Warner Brothers
Studios. I am not making any money from this saga. It is just an expression
of my interest in such fantastic anime like DBZ. No law suits, please.
Being under privileged, the paycheck doesn't stretch that far. WARNING!
This fanfic begins with a PG-13 rating for language (we all know that
Vegeta has a mouth that would make a sewer look clean, lol) and violence.
Later it will have n NC-17 rating for the juicy stuff. Reader discretion
is advised. This is my first fanfic so be brutal in UR review. Vegeta
is OOC thru most of the fic. This is a V/B break up fic. Major Bulma/Chichi/Yamcha
bashing. Apologies 2 all Bulma/Vegeta romance fans out there. If any
ideas or themes sound familiar to any author of other stories please
note, I had not intention of stealing such fantastic ideas, they just
worked themselves into the scope of this saga as pure coincidence.
My thanks and apologies go to those authors. Happy reading. A/N: EXTREME
AU, HINTS OF YAOI AND YURI. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Yaoi, angst, Lemon Pairings: Vegeta x Goku Summary: Bulma and Vegeta have broken up-she throws him out after he misses one too many holidays. Through a series of accidents, Vegeta's long buried emotional gentler side emerges. Vegeta and Goku, along with Trunks, Goten and Bura(I'm not too crazy over her english name), all live on an island princedom away form civilization although, the other Z-Sensi know of their hideaway.
"The Other Side Of Vegeta" WARNING! More adult situations and V/G pairing. The
whole lemon. BONDED AT LAST Planet after planet that the prince attempted to liberate, his attempt was met with strong resistance, however, he expected as much. After all, he and the other two surviving Saiya-jin at the time had been the ones to subdue the locals for Frieza to begin with. They couldn’t believe the news that Frieza had been vanquished at the hands of an Earth boy with Saiyan blood- the prince’s Saiyan blood- coursing through his veins! There had been four planets that the three Saiya-jin hadn’t officially conquered for Frieza but for themselves in a secret pact, however, for life saving sake, the Saiyans had reported that the planets had been conquered and belonged to Frieza. That being was not happy when the three reported to have taken as long as seven days to conquer some of the planets and taunted and teased them regarding their abilities as planet purgers. One of the planets was called Vincente and was inhabited
by two legged transforming reptilian creatures such as Princess Snake
of Snake Way, which served as a bridge between the physical dimension
and the after life dimension. It wasn’t an overly large planet
in diameter, the gravity was 200x Earth and the food stank but the
locals were very hospitable, when they weren’t hungry and looking
for a filling meal, then anything not nailed down became fair game.
Just like a snake, couldn’t trust the slithering beings. Only
good for one thing, anyway, and even for that you had to be starving
and desperate. Nonetheless, Vincente was a planet situated between
the four quadrants of the universe and one that the Saiya-jin felt
sure the lizard-tailed freak would visit since it served as a kind
of intergalactic rest stop. It was here that the great number of warriors
lay over after a skirmish on a planet called Milligram-9. The Saiya-jin
during King Vegeta’s reign had conquered that hunk of marble
and clay for freeze face and a very young Prince Vegeta had been with
them. For the little monarch, the purge had been fun and a chance
for him to show his Outusan just how powerful he was. The skirmish had taken place when the ruler of the planet rejected the terms the Saiya-jin were setting forth. The suggestion that the locals pledge their allegiance to the Saiya-jin for protection. It fell on deaf ears that the Saiya-jin would never bother them after the visit, but the locals had surmised that the race as a whole could not be trusted and therefore began fighting. The Milligram-jin had no energy to blast the other race away but had more brute strength than any five of them put together. Vegeta put to good use the old adage, ‘The bigger they are, the harder they fall.’ Well, the locals of that rock fell like dominoes when Vegeta and Goku-who were still on uneasy terms with one another- had fused into Vegetto and began power blasting as a scare tactic. Notwithstanding, the warriors from Earth won the skirmish and had secured the allegiance of the planet, then the warriors traversed to Vincente. Vegeta had a truce with the queen of the planet and had promised to place a group of his elite warriors to fend off the enemy should he land on the planet. “Why cannot you stay yourself, my handsome little Saiyan monarch? You know how I loved the times you would lie over here after a battle nearly took you away. I adopted you as my son when you were not even old enough to undo your boots,” the queen of Vincente, Valeria was her name, asked as she attempted to wrap the smaller monarch in her snake like arms but he evaded her capture. “As much as I love you, Valeria, I cannot stay and you know better than to ask that of me. Look about you! There are several hundred Saiyans, Tsuria-jin and Rockaria-jin to be rebuilt into the factions they once were but not as ruthless in some cases. I, too, am a king with a mighty race to build into a new race of beings,” Vegeta told Queen Valeria in harsh tones. “The warriors I’ll be leaving are among my first class. The are all near elite fighting level and are all Super Saiya-jin. You won’t be disappointed, I assure you, ma’am. We’ll attack the scourge of the universe no matter what planet he happens to land on. He and his partners have just two things on what they don’t share for a brain and that’s my commander, Kakarrot, and myself. However, Cell, might just want a piece of my captain, Gohan as an added bonus. NBD (no big deal), neither of them know about those of our races that had survived before the holocaust and if they do, they’re in for a very rude awakening,” Vegeta snickered. “You have changed a lot, my friend, but I do understand. Thank you for stopping by and seeing to our protection. You’ve always been one of the few Saiya-jin we could count on, and thanks for letting us know that Frieza is back in the physical dimension. With your warriors and our own, we will be ready for him. God speed, my friends and don’t be strangers,” Queen Valeria bade as the elite allied alien and Earthling forces boarded the space vehicles in which they traveled and lifted off but not before Queen Valeria had given the warriors an ample supply of venom from her people. “We’ve synthesized our poison into a healing drug. We injected your wounded not soon after you landed,” Valeria had said then watched her protection depart. Venturing back to Earth from Vincente, the warriors stopped off on another of Frieza’s planets to attempt a liberation treaty with them. However, not soon after the allies had set camp, they had been ambushed by the local populace and had to scramble to vacate the planet with their lives and several severely wounded warriors. It had been a wonder that the planet on which they had been ambushed was so close to the new planet Namek where the allies landed to receive healing. “What happened, Saiyan?” Muri, the elder of the village in which the warriors had landed asked as those who were still on their feet unloaded the wounded. “We were ambushed on Espion-5. Th-the females…help them…please. They’re dying. I’m sorry for everything Frieza and I ever did to you. I wish I could make amends,” Vegeta said as he watched those Nameks who could heal lay their hands over his female warriors, which included his mother, his sister, Lissa and his little princess. The fact that his baby and the queen had been captured by the locals of that hideous planet and then molested and nearly decapitated had torn the once tough as nails Saiyan to shreds. Other male Saiya-jin were just as torn. Kakarrot not only had his mother but the prince’s sister, his mate, nearly taken away. Every mated and bonded male shared grief and anger at such a heinous act. Why hadn’t they been warned? Hadn’t it been the prince himself who had conquered the planet for that white devil? “Why didn’t you tell us that the aliens on that planet hated females? You were the one who conquered that rock for Frieza, why didn’t you say anything?” Fuyung, Angelair’s brother, asked the prince as he watched a Namek cauterize the slash across Chi-Chi’s throat. Yes, Fuyung had bonded with Chi-Chi and knew that any fatal attack would probably end her life. He actually had deep feelings for the Earth-jin as he had for his first lifemate and he knew that if she died, then so would he. “Hey, Fuyung, back off of him, will ya? We’re all in the same boat, man. He nearly lost his daughter and mother to those filthy monsters, not to mention your own. Let him be,” the commander reprimanded the Outusan of the prince’s mate. “I didn’t know, all right? I was a little boy when freeze face had Nappa, Raditz and myself conquer that planet for him. I’m sorry, all right? I blew it into the next dimension, didn’t I after we had rescued the women? What more do you want of me?” Vegeta screamed, all the sorrow and anger at the situation hitting him at once. “Vegeta, no, not here!” Kakarrot grabbed hold of the prince and teleported them to a desolate planet and Vegeta burst into the golden flame of the Super Saiyan but it was much more than that. “Your highness! You just reached a new level! I thought there were only four levels but you’ve gone so far beyond four that I can’t even begin to fathom where you are,” the commander remarked as he gazed at his prince who powered down not soon after his explosion. “Commander, your highness. The Nameks have healed the women enough to travel but they’ll still need healing tanks when we return to Earth,” it was Jeice’s voice over the scouter. “Thank you, Jeice. We’re on our way,” the Saiyan prince replied and nodded to the commander then the two returned to Namek. The injured females and daughters had been put into the infirmary to recover and the male children had been put to bed. The three princes and the elite warriors thanked the Nameks for their assistance and struck an allience with the locals with a promise to defend and protect them from all dangers, especially Frieza. While the kids rested and the women recovered, Prince Kale had taken it upon himself to teach Kakarrot how to navigate the craft. Vegeta watched and was bowled over at how quickly the commander assimilated the information. It was a shame that the incident following the destruction of Ispan-12 was still a sore spot between them, the prince really did like the commander and had wanted to form the brother bond with him. ‘Like him, hell, I love him! He’s brilliant. Too bad he doesn’t always act like it. He’s also a good friend, too. If it hadn’t of been for him, I wouldn’t have made that first year of being tossed out by the first person I had ever lost my heart to since I was a chimp. Both my children are so like her. Well, they had been until recently. My prince, although he’s grown to be my clone, he’s as spongy as I am. My princess,” at that thought, pain stabbed through Vegeta like a knife in the heart. He wouldn’t think about the near tragedy. “Cilvi looks like her mom but has more of my rough edge than I do,’ Vegeta thought. “Outusan, what’s up?” Trageta asked as he and Goten approached the captain’s chair where the prince sat. Vegeta started out of his musings and laid a hand on each of the boys. “Just thinking. I’m very proud of the two of you. You really held those Espion-jin at bay while the rest of us rescued the women. Trunksten is becoming quite a warrior,” Outusan Vegeta remarked. “It’s a pleasure and honor to both serve with and under you, Vegeta. I wouldn’t want another commander,” Goten bowed. “Your Outusan is your commander, but thanks for the compliment, though,” the prince said in a flat tone of voice. “I thought we were all goners on Espion-5. Man, I thought Kakarrot would mop the universe with that scum when they injured Aunt Kayla,” Trageta remarked. “Dad went ballistic! He didn’t react that strongly when mom herself got injured but Fuyung did! Man, he’s still not with it,” Goten remarked. “He’s aware that a serious injury would kill your mom so he’s become very protective with her. Especially since she’s breeding. Heh, heh, he’s even growled at me from time to time because I said something harsh to her. One thing I can say about Chi-Chi, she has the heart of a Saiyan and could be as tough as any one of us. Her feelings aren’t as easily upset as some humans I’ve encountered. Your mother makes a wonderful Saiyan,” the elder prince commented then a sudden beeping emitted from the navigator’s control console. “Vegeta, we’re picking up a ship on radar and it's not one of ours," Kakarrot exclaimed as he studied the blip that had appeared on the radar screen. “On screen!” the Outusan prince commanded and the view screen flashed the image of another ship and the entire cockpit gasped in horror. “Oh my God, that’s Frieza’s ship! I didn’t know he was that close! Gimme a closed channel to all allied ships!” Vegeta requested the he spoke in the combined languages of the allies. He informed his comrades to cloak their vessels then warp jump out of the area. “And don’t slow down until we reach the Earth’s solar system!” Vegeta instructed at the end of his message. The vessels exited warp jump speed just on the dark side of Pluto, then everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they slowed to just below light speed. “That was too close for comfort but I can’t believe we ran away!” Kakarrot mentioned and in an eyeblink, he found himself face down on the floor, a weigh at the back of his neck. “Saiya-jin never run from a battle! I just wasn’t’ ready to face him as yet!” a voice snarled above the commander’s head. “S-sorry, Vegeta, I-I didn’t meant to imply
cowardice or anything,” Kakarrot panted then the weight lifted
from his neck. The battle on Espion-5 had nearly taken every female near and dear to him not to mention the female members of the X-team, the Minervian ruling class, the Tsuria-jin and Rockaria-jin, which would have drastically diminished those two races as most of their survivors were females. The Saiyan prince had expected some resistance to his offer to liberate planets he had conquered in the name of Frieza, but he had not anticipated a death sentence and high price for his head or anything and anyone associated with him. The wound was still bleeding where a stray energy blast
had caught him in the ribs as they battled to save the females. It
had all happened so quickly. Not long after the warriors had exited
the crafts and set up camp, the locals began pilfering the female
under the cloak of darkness. Then all hell broke loose as the males
moved to rescue the females, however, upon finding the enemy camp;
the males could not believe the horrid sight that met their eyes.
If it hadn’t of been for Wolverine’s ability to regenerate almost like a Namek and many warriors linking together to use that ability, the males would be gathering the Dragon Balls when they returned to Earth to bring the females back from a senseless death. Healing would be slow at best, especially regarding the humans, as they didn’t bounce back as quickly as the alien races did. Dende would have another look out full of nearly dying beings for him to bring from the brink of death. Vegeta found himself praying more often than not to the God of all creation for protection and strength. As he sat in his command chair, his vision began to blur and he reeled. His son was beside him in a flash as was Goten and the two of them assisted him to his chamber. “’Tousan, your injury’s still bleeding. Why didn’t you let the Nameks heal you as well?” Trageta asked as he sat with his dad. “I got us into that scrape so I should bare the pain I’ve brought to the rest of you. You take command and wake me when we reach Earth,” Vegeta rasped. “I’m not leaving you, ‘Tousan. I have enough energy, let me-” “No, your fusion partner needs it more than I do. Go, please,” the elder prince pushed his son who refused to budge. “I’ll stay with him, your highness, you go do as he asked. Besides, he and I have to talk,” it was Kakarrot who had entered the prince’s chamber. “Oh, commander, thank you. Don’t let him bully
you,” the young prince smirked at the commander as he and Goten
left Vegeta’s room and locked the door. “I’m in no mood to argue with you but I do want to apologize for that incident on the return from Ispan-12. I didn’t mean to push you,” the prince gave a dry snicker. “You didn’t, I got scared. I’m the one who has to apologize to you, my prince. I still have energy if you want it,” Kakarrot offered and the prince laughed. “I think I’ve spoiled you but I’m the one who’s supposed to give to you, this time around,” Vegeta could barely hold his eyes open for all the blood he’d been losing. “K-Kakarrot, I may not make it back to Earth alive. Wish me back so we can fight as Vegetto and rid the universe of Frieza’s foulness forever.” “Oh, no! I’m not letting you die! Here, eat this,” Kakarrot placed something into Vegeta’s mouth and the prince bit down on it. In a few minutes, the prince’s wounds began to heal and he felt his strength returning. “Where did you get a senzu bean from?” the prince asked as he flexed his muscles. “Well, lately, I’ve been hiding one in our hair. Trouble is, when I hide it in yours, I can never find it again,” the commander scratched his head in the fashion that most annoyed the prince, who just shook his head. “Kakarrot, you’re incorrigible. C’mere,” Vegeta called his commander closer to him. “Oh, come on, I promise, I won’t attack you. I just wanna shake your hand.” “No, let’s do it, Vegeta. I can’t stand this rift between us. I want things as they were before,” the commander sighed as he sat on the bed. “Before what, commander? Before my sibs, my chosen one and the other Saiya-jin came into our lives? That could never happen. I could have had you anytime I wanted and the same goes for you but I couldn’t allow it with my daughter around,” the prince echoed the commander’s sigh then lay back against the larger Saiyan’s shoulder. “She knows already and has caught her brother and my son together,” Kakarrot said and the prince sat bold upright. “She what! My Saiyan two-and-a-half-old daughter knows? How, I never told her anything?” “I guess when it was just us and she’d see how we acted with one another but then her brother was still in his stage when she came to live at the palace and he and Goten would go out.” “I always presumed they were sparring together. I had no idea that’s what they had been doing, but we never acted in any different way around one another, I wouldn’t allow it! Besides, the other Z-sensi were always around. One thing I’ll never forget, though was the day I came home after that blast accident and you went crazy! You wouldn’t let any of the others come around until I assured you I’d be all right. We can read minds, you know, and I would have called for help if I needed it. Thank you,” the prince smiled and stood up then indicated for Goku to do the same and the smaller Saiyan embraced the larger one who could only put his arms around the smaller of their being. As the two hugged, their tails untwined from their waists and each caught the others to twine it through his fingers. The prince looked up and his eyes met the commanders. Oh, but the commander was huge! Vegeta was taller than the average female-he even towered over a few-but he was a midget when put in proximity to this giant of a well proportioned being! 'So like Raditz but yet a force unto this own, and he's all mine,' Vegeta sighed to himself. He began to feel strange like he wanted this being to protect him even though he knew well and good that was foolishness. He also felt the temperature in the chamber increase by a few degrees Celsius. He knew he should break the hold and that he should send the commander from his presence, but oh, this felt so… So what? Complete? Yes, that was the term for it. It felt complete. Neither spoke but knew what the other thought and, heedless of the fact that they both slightly reeked, the prince took hold of the sash on Goku’s gi and untied it. Vegeta eased his hand between the fabric and Goku’s broad shoulder to slip the outfit from his being. The larger Saiyan, meanwhile, was separating the tank shirt the prince had changed into after the groups had left Namek, from the matching pants. The second the two touched skin to skin, sparks danced about them and caused them to tremble with anticipation. “Are you sure this time, Kakarrot? Don’t touch me unless you mean it. Once we’ve brother bonded, we defend one another to the very last. This is my reward to you. Is it acceptable, my friend?” Vegeta asked as he held Goku’s tail and vice versa. Before Goku could respond, the ship’s computer announced, “We are just passing the dark side of the moon and will be within Earth’s gravity in two hours. Buckle in,” was the message. The two mighty Saiyans shook their heads and let one another’s tail loose so that they could redress and return to the bridge. “I can’t believe this! Every time we get close to bonding, something stops us. I guess it’s not meant to be, Vegeta,” Goku snickered. “Oh, no, you’re not gonna use that excuse! Fear not, commander, when we get back, I will have you, one way or the other. We will brother bond like our sons,” Vegeta smirked and the two returned to the cockpit. Two months after the crafts had lifted off from Earth, the ships drew closer to the Earth and the engines were cut to slow the entry although the planet’s gravity would serve as a magnet and accelerate the speed of descent, anyway. The princes of all three races radioed to their contacts, which had been left on Earth, to prepare for impact. The crafts were slowed before landing to touchdown in the desert where the queen had arrived two months earlier. The princes ordered the injured removed first and taken to the newly built healing center the Saiyan prince had requested. The center housed nothing but healing tanks, a vast supply of senzu beans and cherry berries. The princes watched as their mates, daughters and mothers were taken off the ship. Fuyung and Angelair both took Lissa off the ship and as they passed the prince, he stopped them, knelt down and put a hesitant hand out to caress his mate’s face but she turned away. He shrugged indifference. “You fought hard, Lissa. I’m proud of you,” was all he said to her then nodded for her to be taken to the center. Vegeta was aware of how uncomfortable things had become between the two of them but he was not the cause of such a rift. It was not his concern that the female was having such a time accepting who and what he was. However, it hurt to know that little insignificant blemish was beginning to tear at the core of their intended mateship. He was glad that she had not become with offspring during any of the times they had united. ‘Why had she never told me it bothered her so much? I would have it sewn shut if it would return her affection to me but it would forever be in her mind that Kakarrot had shared his energy with me in that form. Grr, why?’ the prince’s thoughts plagued him as he and the other two princes stored the crafts. “I can’t believe we didn’t engage that freak show! You have changed, Vegeta, my friend, a lot!” Zarbon remarked as the three flew back to the castle. “I don’t know about you, my blue skinned friend, but fighting at less than maximum is not my idea of a good time! I don’t know if you know it or not, but we are not at optimum level! I almost lost my female, my mother and my daughter in that battle on Espion-5, and then what good would I have been if that had happened? I would have become totally dependent on my soldiers and I only have confidence in six of them to beat Cell and Frieza! I like my fighters at their full strength, including the mutant human allies, whom we’ve promised to assist in their own fight for freedom,” the Saiyan prince snapped, his already short temper at its end. ‘Besides, we had no restoratives and even our natural healing ability takes at least a few days or so!" Vegeta concluded. 'Not to mention that two male Saiya-jin may be carrying and are would nearly three months along,' he thought to himself. “Hey, ease up on him, Zarbon. We were all decimated in that last fight. I nearly lost my own mother, sister and mate, so show a bit of sympathy!” Jeice defended as they reached the castle and departed their separate ways. Vegeta had gone immediately to the healing center to check on the condition of the females, especially the four who were near and dear to him. He’d gone through the loss of three of them, figuratively, he was not about to go through such torture again literally. He had no idea of what kind of life form inhabited Espion- 5 and he was very unprepared when he discovered that it was a cannibalistic race of male creatures that ate females and children after they had decapitated them. It had all happened so fast! First they had all been fighting together to fend off the locals on the planet, then the females and children began to disappear. It was a fortunate thing that Saiyan hearing was as advanced as it was and that the entire circus ring possessed telepathy or the allies would have lost the females and been severely out numbered but that was of little concern. The teams had landed on Espion-5 with the intention of negotiating with the native race to free them from Frieza’s tyranny, however, it became blast first and talk later then evolved into a rescue mission. When the females had been taken, and although the men were fully involved in battle, those who were mentally bonded with the females of their families ‘heard’ the telepathic screams of their loved ones, which caused them to leave the battle. Those who knew the Instant Transmission move, wasted no time in going to the aid of their women, however, even with such an incredibly fast movement, the males had nearly been too late. Hardest hit was the Saiyan prince’s females. When he had seen that they had been molested and their throats slit, he went ballistic! He became so incensed that he ordered the wounded taken back to the ships, the pilots to take off then he would join them. Following the fulfilling of his requests, Vegeta powered up a rolling chi blast, sent it along the ground, then teleported to his Outusan’s spacecraft. After the ship had cleared the planet, the prince took several of the angriest males who were having difficulty with control, and they stood on the outside of the ship. He ordered them to power up and to send a blast directly to the planet’s core then return to the safety of the ship. He didn’t stick around for the explosion but knew that the blasts had hit home. He sat in the captain’s chair and looked over the galaxy chart displayed on the navigator’s console. “Vegeta, just thought I’d tell you that New Namek is not far from here. We could stop off and have the females healed enough to travel back to Earth,” Kakarrot had said in a quiet tone, as he knew the rift that existed between them and was uncomfortable whenever he was in close proximity to his monarch. The prince would not meet the commander’s eyes but nodded for them to land on Namek to get the females healed. Now, the teams were back on Earth and the females floated inside the tanks. The males were just holding up, even the strongest warriors had become soggy sponges and seethed at the idea that they had fallen into such a situation as Espion-5. Vegeta, after looking over his own females went around to his elites who stood by the tanks of their own females. He stopped at the captain of the army, Gohan, Kakarrot’s eldest. He put an arm around the young warrior, who when he was a child, almost single handedly destroyed Cell. The boy sniffed in his sorrow when he felt the prince’s arm around him. “Why, Vegeta? They attacked us for nothing!” the boy cried. “It wasn’t for nothing. It was because they’re minds are so small that they only remember a being named Vegeta forcing them into submission to serve Frieza. They were after me and took it out on the remnants of my race. I’m sorry and make my apologies to all of you. This whole shit ball is my fault from my years with Frieza. Because of him, I’ve made my race the most hated and most wanted race in the universe, even if we are trying to reform,” the prince said to all his warriors then left the healing area and teleported to his chamber.
It was a few weeks after he had selected Lissa as Kayla’s training partner that he returned to the training center. Well, one fight against Lissa was less a challenge than shooting slaves in a river. He decided he’d seek out his own challenge and entered the center and walked back to the girls’ area. He watched as another student had taken Parlissa’s place against the instructor. Vegeta had stood in a corner to watch. What that student did to the instructor left the prince himself speechless! ‘No way! I had my scouter and didn’t pick up anything higher than Miss Saturna’s 4500! How is this chimp’s level higher than that?’ he had wondered to himself then left his perch and went to challenge the young female. He was surprised that she accepted his challenge and met him blow for blow. ‘She’s so unlike Lissa, this is crazy!’ then he called for a break and asked the girl her name. “Ceraina Humizu, your highness. I am the daughter of Okrion Humizu,” she had replied and he balked in surprise but he masked the emotion. “A third class warrior’s chimp, with that kind of power? No way, show me what you’ve got!” he had demanded and she let fly an energy blast that, had he not crossed it off, he would have been knocked out. He countered with an attack of his own and had sent her to another planet. He was happy to hear that she had not been seriously injured as one of her uncles was hired as his tutor. A sad smile touched the prince’s face. ‘If you hadn’t been third class, Cerainami, I would have chosen you. I love you and I miss you dearly,’ he thought to himself. Then he felt the approach of a familiar chi. He didn’t have to open his eyes to know. “Ah, hey, Vegeta. You sleep?” it was Kakarrot’s voice. With his eyes still closed, the prince replied, “Just thinking. C’mon in, and shut the door,” he invited his commander as he opened his eyes and sat up. Goku entered his prince’s chamber and did as the prince had requested. “This is a nice room. I never would have pegged you to be into pastel colors, what with being a Saiyan warrior and all,” Kakarrot smiled as he surveyed the room. The walls of the chamber were painted pastel blue but darker than powder and the furnishings and carpeting were various shades of blue along with white. Vegeta had great taste and was an incredible decorator. “Wow! So, what were you thinking about when I walked in?” the commander asked as he took residence on the floor, picked up the remote control and turned on the television. The prince had gone to a bar he had in his chamber and had fixed the two of them something non-alcoholic as alcohol as alcohol was in short supply and there was not enough liquor on the planet that could sate the demand of a Saiyan. He handed one to Kakarrot then sat on the floor beside him. “Just thinking about a girl I once knew. She was a third class warrior like you and had the most incredible power I’d ever encountered! She feared nothing, not even me!” Vegeta snickered as he sipped at his drink. “Really. What was she like?” “Oh, come now, you can't tell me that you've forgotten the only female we fought over like mad cats but she would have none of that nonsense? It's only been four years. She was fantastic! I’ve never told anyone this but I don’t mind it being you. You see another reason I stayed away from the loudmouth was that I had met the girl when I began working for Emanu’s construction company as a blast agent. She begged to be my blast partner. I’ve had her here a few times and she even babysat for me when I had to go on dangerous blast assignments that she couldn't go on,” the prince explained. Goku sat in thought then a light bulb went off in his brain. “Are you talking about Ceraina Humizu? She was cute and practically worshipped the ground you walked on. What happened to her? I haven’t seen her in a long time,” Goku remarked. “But, if we had been the only Saiya-jin at the time, how did you remember and recognize her and her family?” “Her uncle had reassigned her and her entire family to a distant galaxy. I suppose I had something to do with it. I had mated with her and I guess she became with offspring, I can’t be sure. Emanu never told me the details as to why. That was the time I had had the blast accident,” Vegeta told Goku as he lay against the larger Saiyan’s shoulder. “Plus, from the first moment I met Emanu, I felt a sense of familiarity around him. Let me start from the beginning. When I went to interview for the position Emanu came to talk with me. He turned as white as a sheet when his eyes saw me. He bowed to me but I was too conscious of the audience such a sight drew. I was speechless. No one ever bowed to me in my recent memory. Neither you nor Bulma even when I ordered it! It seemed odd. Then he said what every Saiyan on Vegetasei would say when they encountered me. He said, ‘Please your highness, don’t kill me!’ He had said it in Saiyago and I was beside myself! It was then that I knew that he was a Saiyan and I couldn’t understand how he knew my language. After he had hired me, he took me to get to know the other beings I’d be with. Then he introduced me to her. I couldn’t speak and I swear, the Earth moved under my feet. I couldn’t think as to why meeting this female being would cause such a shattering inside of me. When I returned home it hit me. I had met my one love. The one I had been secret friends and sparring partner with. The one I had truly chosen as my lifemate.” Vegeta shook his head and pulled away from the commander. There was that scent. The females were all in healing tanks, so that wasn’t the excuse. Inconspicuously, the prince inhaled and discovered that scent hang over Goku like a blanket. It was driving his senses crazy. His heart raced, the room closed in on him and he felt the temperature rise just as it had done on board the ship. As if sensing Vegeta’s distress, Goku put an arm over the prince’s shoulder. The smaller Saiyan did not pull away but he wanted to be there. At the moment, they were the only two in the universe. “Man, Vegeta, it’s hot in here! Is the heat on?” Goku asked as he took his arm from around the prince then stood up and slipped his gi from his shoulders to remove his heavy weight shirt. Vegeta tried to control the desire to turn his head and watch Goku’s actions, however, he slid a side-glance to the commander and had to bite down on the gasp that would have surely left his lips. Goku was so ripped and muscled and every inch of the mighty Saiyan begged to be touched as only one open male Saiyan could touch another. Oh, God, had he just thought of that? He must of, his palms had begun to sweat- he wore no gloves and had washed and changed before he went to visit the females earlier. He could smell that Goku had also washed from the long trip. Vegeta had to leave the room before he did something the two of them hadn't done since the Ispan-12 mission. Male Saiya-jin could couple until a week before deliver, depending on the carriers. Since Kakarrot was the larger and more brutally built than the prince was, the bigger warrior could be ridden until he gave birth. Yes, the prince had felt the surge of chi within his body and that was proof positive of a growing life. He could also feel energy being emitted from Kakarrot's body as well and smirked to himself with the knowledge. The prince had a small kitchen in his chamber where
he went and began to focus his mind on something other than the mouth-watering
dish in the sitting room. Vegeta didn’t care what he prepared;
he just wanted to occupy his trembling hands. Trembling? He looked
at his exposed hands and indeed they were jittering of their own accord.
His heart continued to race and his legs felt weak but he fought the
feeling. Lissa had never brought this sensation to him, but…
Ceraina had and now it was Kakarrot. He had to gain better control
over his being so he wouldn’t lose his mind. However being this
close to one of his intendeds was wreaking havoc on his already jangled
nerves. “Hey, Geta, whatcha fixin’? It smells really
good,” Goku’s cherry voice sounded from the doorway of the
kitchen. The prince gripped the counter in front of which he
stood in a vice hold. “Go back and sit down and I’ll bring
it to you when it’s done,” the prince replied in harsh tones
that weren’t so harsh. Goku entered the kitchen further and stood behind the
shorter being then reached above the prince’s head. The scent
from that particular location was enough to make the Saiyan prince
snap. Turning off the meal he had begun to fix, he rounded on Goku
and brought his fist into the larger Saiyan’s jaw, then he threw
his commander to the floor. “I can’t take it anymore, Kakarrot, you’re
driving my senses to the breaking point! I want you!” Vegeta
declared and ripped Goku’s gi from his body and, throwing all
caution to the wind, leaned over Goku and took his lips in his own. Suddenly, Vegeta went flying and Goku jumped to his
feet. “What are you doing, Vegeta? Have you gone mad?” the
commander spat in surprise as he wiped his mouth. “Maybe I have, Kakarrot, but I can’t stand
being in this place one more minute and not bond with you!” was
Vegeta’s response in a near hysterical tone of voice. “What about Lissa?” Goku asked and calmed
down. “What about her? She’s afraid of me, Kakarrot,
and has been since the day I had chosen her to be Kayla’s trainer.
I never loved Lissa, not like I thought. Oh, I was impressed because
she was a first class brat with a high power level, but then I encountered
Ceraina. I loved her from the first fight we had together,” Vegeta
calmed down and moved towards Goku then handed him what was left of
his gi. “Sorry for that. Grab one of my training gi’s. You
know they stretch to fit,” the prince told Goku who did as he
was requested, Goku returned to the front from changing into an orange
and blue colored set of spandex that accentuated his every muscle.
Vegeta had returned to the kitchen to complete the snack then brought
out two large plates of pasta and sauce and sat one in front of the
commander, then he sat on the floor beside him. “So about you and Ceraina. You knew her on Vegetasei?”
Goku prompted Vegeta to continue his tale. “She was the greatest challenge I ever had as a
chimp. I had met her after I had chosen Lissa for Kayla. I had fought
Lissa one time, beat her and from that time until I had been taken,
she avoided me at all costs! Me, the Prince of all Saiyans, the desire
of every female on the planet, or so I thought, and that chicken weakling
avoided me. Hell, she would run and hide if I had been anywhere in
her proximity. So, I returned to the training center and saw Ceraina
fight. I was knocked completely for a loop and saw that her power
was much higher than Lissa’s or my own for that matter! “In pure Saiyan form, I challenged her, she accepted
and nearly knocked me out with a power blast had I not crossed it
off, countered and sent her into another galaxy. I found out from
Earan, he had been hired as my tutor, that she had just been stunned
and had called my name when she returned to consciousness. I knew
that I shouldn’t have but I wanted to, so I sneaked off to see
her and I gave her a flower bouquet from the royal garden,” at
that admission, Vegeta blushed a deep scarlet as he dug into his plate
of pasta. “So, you were a tender heart like your mom said,”
Goku teased as he slurped up his portion of pasta. “Hey, don’t go spreadin’ that rumor.
I wanted Ceraina as my queen but status being what it was back on
the home planet, low class and upper class never mixed except during
training. Ceraina was the one I had never gotten over but I couldn’t
even admit to even seeing her on a social basis, so I requested of
Vegeta Ou to let me train at the training center. He agreed as long
as it strengthened me. I was on cloud nine! Although I was supposed
to be in the boy’s training class as the prince, I could train
with whomever I chose. Well, you can guess whom I chose as my partner.
She was everything and had me wrapped around her finger but no one
ever knew. Especially not Vegeta Ou or he’d have blown a fuse!
Then came the day I had to go with Frieza. I couldn’t even go
tell her good-bye, Kakarrot, and that hurt as badly as discovering
the planet had been blown away,” the prince couldn’t contain
the emotion the memory had brought with it. “But you met her again here on Earth, right?”
Goku asked. Vegeta nodded. “When we met, chills ran the length
of my being as if I knew the girl from somewhere but I couldn’t
place where. I kept telling her I had the feeling that we had met
before but she denied it. It wasn’t until we began calling our
people to come home that I put two and two together the day Emanu
and his family came to join us and we met Earan at Kimshi. I wish
she were here now,” Vegeta sighed as he finished his pasta. “How would she handle the fact that you’re
still an open male?” Goku asked, as he finished his own helping
then the two took the plates and glasses to be washed. “It means nothing to a female with four brothers.
Two of whom she watched enter their stage before the family had left
planet,” the prince replied as he sat on a counter top with his
arms folded and his eyes in thought. “I- I’m sorry about
above the neck earlier,” he said in a distant voice. Goku started and looked down at him. “Huh? Oh,
I- I just wasn’t’ expecting that. If it’s okay with
you, can we try it again?” the commander asked in a near whisper
and placed his strong hands on either side of his prince, thus trapping
the smaller being. Goku leaned forward and, brushing the prince’s
over long locks aside, inhaled the area behind Vegeta’s ear,
then he pressed his lips to that same area and began to nibble. “You’d better not back off this time, baka.
Before this night ends, we will be one,” Vegeta rasped as he
place his hands on Goku’s shoulders and Goku kissed around and
under Vegeta’s strong neck. “I wouldn’t dream of it, now, my prince,”
the commander whispered as he pecked his way up the prince’s
chin then took hold of the other’s bottom lip and began to tease
it as he would do with Kayla. Vegeta moved his head, opened his mouth and accepted
the intrusion of the larger Saiyan’s tongue. Vegeta’s arms
went around Goku’s neck and the latter picked the former up in
his arms and carried him back to the front room. However, before Goku
could lay his prince on the floor, Vegeta broke out of the kiss and
shook his head. “Not here, mi amore. The cottage,” Vegeta
suggested and Goku smiled, then the larger Saiyan held on to his prince
and they teleported to Goku’s private cottage. “Continue,”
the prince invited as he lay on the bed- they had left their boots
at the palace- and Goku lay a top his highness and picked up the kiss
where it was interrupted. Goku ran his hands over the contours of Vegeta’s
body and vice versa, then they began to peel one another from the
spandex training gi’s they wore. After they had one another completely
bare, Goku ran his hand down the full length of his prince and found
that the smaller Saiyan was on fire and ready for eruption. Then Vegeta
managed to flip Goku under himself, run his hand down that Saiyan’s
body and found what he had hoped. Yes, he was right, he still had
it, and with that, the prince moved into position, parted Goku’s
opening and eased himself forward. Goku could only scream as he felt a filling he had never
experienced with Kayla, and she would use her tail! As Vegeta stroked
into the opening, Goku nearly lost consciousness. “V- Vegeta… Oh, Vegeta! More, please more
and harder,” Goku gasped as the sensations that assaulted his
being were beginning to drive him crazy. So, this was why their sons were still seeing one another.
This was the pleasure few Saiyan males allowed themselves to indulge
in. Those who feared it had no idea of what they were missing. Nonetheless,
Vegeta’s strokes became harder and faster until suddenly, both
Saiyans exploded into SSJ form and deep roars emitted from their lungs
as their joined passion reached a height, which in turn brought them
to a newer and higher level of SSJ. At the completion of their bonding,
the ember of the SSJ flame did not go out but remained around the
two of them. Vegeta lay on Goku’s broad chest. He was still joined
to the larger Saiyan and had no immediate desire to give up his claim
and lay in that which contained half the seeds of life. As Vegeta lay on Goku’s seed smeared chest, the
prince ran his index finger through the mix of fine hair and the thick
watery like substance. The prince then took some on the tip of his
finger and brought that same digit to his mouth. He shuddered as the
acrid warmth traversed down the length of his throat. Instinctively,
Goku put his arms around his prince. “No, but I think we made a big mess, my friend,”
Vegeta snickered as he pulled from Goku, took hold of a heavy blanket
and covered the two of them as he moved to lay in his commander’s
embrace. “Please, may I say it?” Goku asked as he enfolded
his passion in a strong hold. “No, you cannot, but I know you do. Sleep well,
mi amore and thank you,” the prince sighed, put his arms around
the larger Saiyan and tilted his head upwards. As naïve as Goku put on, he knew what was required
and inclined his head and took hold of Vegeta’s lips. “Good
night, my prince. I love you,” Goku could no longer hold the
words back and he kicked himself when he realized that he had spoken
them aloud. ~ * ~ |
