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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! YAOI! FLUFF! ROMANCE! SHOUNEN AI! ORIGINAL POETRY. CITRUSY GOODNESS CHAPTER XXXIII PREPARING FOR GOOD-BYE After Vegeta had put Endive down for his night’s sleep, he wrapped his thick tail around his mate and vice versa then the two made their way towards a small café where they indulged in a late night snack then decided to walk back to the prince's chamber. Vegeta agreed and the two mighty Saiya-jin walked tail to tail and arm and arm. Anyone who had the audacity to watch the pair would have seen four suns shining from twin black eyes, secret smiles meant for each other and unvoiced words spoken telepathically that brought a blush to the smaller being’s cheeks as the larger, taller one nuzzled in it’s brunette-ebony hair. That’s just what Yamcha and Krillin observed as they stumbled upon Goku (old habits were hard to break), and the gorgeous ‘female’ from the club. They watched as ‘her’ long lean fingers slid under Goku’s long hair to caress his cheek and drew his head close to ‘hers’ for a kiss that the two ‘spies’ could taste themselves. “Man, Krillin, it’s hard to believe he’s all grown up and mated to such a beauty. No wonder Chi-Chi came back with a raging headache! I’d be sick, too, if I found I had been dumped for the real ‘Miss Universe!” Yamcha whispered to his little colleague. “Lucky guy. I wonder where Vegeta went all of a sudden? But I guess fighting’s more important than birthing a new child. That I can’t get over. How both Goku and Vegeta could give birth! Well, I’m not a voyeur and 18’ll kill me for spying on my best friend,” Krillin whispered and prepared to leave his hiding spot. “He’s no longer our friend, Krillin. We’ve got to accept that. He’s a Saiyan warrior bonded to a dish like that. Man, I wish I could find such a delicacy. Bulma gives it to me whenever it suits her. It’ll serve her right if I took up with one of these Saiya-jin, maybe even the one who’s been assigned to see to our comforts. Man, I’ll miss him. I hope she treats him right but I can’t shake the feeling that her chi has the same signature as Vegeta’s,” Yamcha remarked with a shrug. “That’s nuts. The girl said that she was Vegeta’s cousin. C’mon, man, I never figured you for a peeper and Bulma would have a cow if she found you looking at the man she at one time had her own fantasies over. Most of them rivaled mine!” Krillin said with a hungry grin. “Krillin! You, too! I overheard Piccolo tell Gohan that Goku was very interesting the time they had been fighting and Pic had let is guard down once. Boy, I’d never forget the one time he and I went at it. That boy was incredible. It was years before the tournament and we had met Tien and Chioutzu. That boy was a dish that I was happy to sample but I couldn’t let Bulma know I had the hots for him, she’d have killed me. I covered up my interest by going with a string of other girls but I’d always hit Goku up for a loan that I’d pay back in pleasure. Man, he was delicious. Too bad Chi-Chi entered the picture. I would have killed her if it weren’t for him,” Yamcha grit his teeth as he watched the couple. “Yamcha, has anyone ever told you that you need help. Good-night, bro,” and with that, Krillin left Yamcha to his peeking. The Saiya-jin wrapped themselves around one another and deepened their embrace, their tails uncoiling from their waists to tease and caress the others body. ‘We have company, koi, what shall we do about it?’ the smaller Saiyan asked the larger in their secret language, his hands tangled into his love’s midnight locks. ‘I would say ignore them but knowing you, my prince, you’d want to teach them a lesson, right?’ the larger responded in kind. ‘Blasting is so childish, mi amour. What say we give them what they want?’ the smaller smirked into the kiss and moved one hand down his partner’s tan clad torso to pull the garment free of its restrain. ‘Careful, mi koi, we don’t want to go too far. I’ve got a night planned for us,’ Kakarrot purred into the link with his love as he kissed the small yet strong corded neck of his prince. ‘It is your turn to be dominant. I am completely at your mercy, Kk-san. Remember what I said earlier? About throwing me down and screwing me senseless?’ the prince snickered and received a nip on his marked neck that caused him to yelp. ‘You, my prince are so bad,’ Kakarrot smiled as he took both his love’s hands captive, plunged in for one more rough kiss then slowly knelt before his prince. The larger warrior ran his hands up the prince’s long shirt to caress the heated sensitive flesh he knew to exist there. Vegeta gasped at the invasion and felt his knees weaken, however, strong hands at his back held him upward. Vegeta fisted his hands into Kakarrot’s long wild spiked hair as his bushy tail lashed from side to side in excitement then moved to the waist band of his slacks to try and tug them off. That action was halted as a larger tail and a larger hand moved to the same area and had gently pushed the Ouji’s tail away. Kakarrot began to slowly unpeel his mate’s lower area and the one watching and waiting for the show moved to get a better look. Nothing could have prepared the watcher for what he saw. Kakarrot had lowered his prince’s slacks just enough to free his straining need, which burst free like a flower blooming in spring. This caused the watcher to scream in horror and back away from his hiding post. The watcher trembled, his mind numb at what he had just seen. It couldn’t have been real. There was no way! His senses had been warning him but he shook it off because of the attire. Now…Yamcha could not get his brain, consciousness and heart to work straight. Never in his wildest imaginations would he ever peg the arrogant, high and mighty, full of himself, Prince of the Saiya-jin as trans! That was just too far out there! He felt calmer as his body returned to sync and he slowly crawled back to his peephole behind a vine-covered trellis. His eyes widened as he observed Kakarrot take the full length of male flesh that had been revealed to all the eyes of Minervasei. The second Kakarrot had captured his love into his oral cavity, Vegeta screamed with ecstasy. His tail shook with the violence of an earthquake as he struggled to remain upright and was thankful for the one hand that supported his back, however that same hand was torturously caressing the base of his tail, sending mind blowing excitement to every part of his lithe body. Kakarrot’s other hand he had buried two fingers into the prince’s male opening while the larger Saiyan’s tail was wickedly buried into the prince’s smaller hole. “Kk, remind me to kill you next time for this! God, don’t stop!” Vegeta screamed as he felt the beginning waves of his first explosion. Kakarrot could only hum around his prince’s manhood. The large Saiyan continued in that vein, humming, stroking, caressing, deep throating and thrusting until he felt his love’s body tighten, his nimble fingers squeeze his hair for support and the eruption of his prince into what the two had affectionately dubbed as ‘SSJ-P,’ or Super Saiya-jin Passion level. In SSJ-P form, the hair lengthened to the ground and flashed brassy platinum in color and the eyes turned indigo blue like a midnight sky. Kakarrot burst into SSJ-4 to keep up even though he was nowhere near his mate’s power. The eruption that left the prince’s lithe being caused a blast wave to extend outward and level anything that stood in it’s path. The watcher was blown nearly off the planet had he not grabbed hold of a piece of the palace that had been built to withstand even the strongest of SSJ level power ups. The scream that left the Ouji’s lungs was powerful enough to shatter glass and, although the glass of Palace Carthagia didn’t shatter, they trembled with the vibration, as did the entire area. The motion caused those not used to such violent movement to vacate their dwellings to investigate. Especially shaken were the Earth-jin, a.k.a. the Z-Sensi and two ex-wives. “What the hell was that! It felt like a earthquake!” Bulma exclaimed. “No, just the sound of intense pleasure as only Saiya-jin can expend,” it was Algernon, the golden warrior the prince had assigned to look after the guests from Earth, put forth. Bulma rounded on him. “Pleasure! You mean, that’s what…That could kill someone!” she gasped as realization hit her. ‘If I had let go, your brains would be splattered about this room,’ Bulma’s mind recalled something the prince growled to her during one of their physical forays. “No wonder he’d never let himself reach completion when we were together. He must have been in pain at not having been able to shoot his full force. Maybe that’s why he sought out an affair. He had to have someone stronger to completely release himself to,” Bulma sighed. Suddenly, the door to her room burst open and she turned to see a strickened Yamcha, sweat pouring from every pore of his body, eyes wide and glassy in disbelief. “What the hell happened to you? You look like you’ve been on the receiving end of a Kamehameha blast or one of Vegeta’s blast attacks,” Bulma eyed her on again off again fling. Panting as if he had just battled for his life, Yamcha tried to catch his breath. He stumbled further into the room and collapsed onto the bed. “Y-Y-You are n-n-not gonna believe what I just saw! She’s a he!” Yamcha squeaked. “What the hell are you talking about? Who’s a he?” Bulma said in her waspish fashion. “Th-th-that singer at the club. Not a woman. V-V-Vegeta, he’s the singer at the club!” the dark haired Z warrior exclaimed as he felt is heart rate return to normal and he began to feel the pain from the blast. Bulma eyed him with a bewildered gaze and shook her head. “I think that blast knocked your brain’s out. Go take a shower and I’ll give you a senzu bean. You are crazier than a loon,” Bulma shooed Yamcha into a shower. After his explosion, Vegeta slumped against his large lover’s chest and sat on his bent knee. Vegeta’s fingers were buried deep into his love’s scalp but he gently massaged the area he had been so rough on. The prince kissed his love and caressed his cheek as he continued to calm down from his personal earthquake. “I- can’t believe how amazing that was. Didn’t I always tell you that I’d have you on your knees before me someday? I’m still seeing stars, love. Raditz could have never evoked that from me. Thank you, my angel. I love you. Let’s go back to my room and finish this in style,” Vegeta panted and Kakarrot nodded, put two fingers to his head and the pair winked out. The second they materialized in the prince’s chamber, the two had taken one another in a strong embrace. Kakarrot took hold of Vegeta’s top and pulled it from him then he worked himself out of his own jacket and shirt. Vegeta ran his hands over the large torso of his lover and trailed them down to his tail then to the button that held his jeans onto his large waist. “Impatient, aren’t we, my prince?” Kakarrot smirked, lifted his prince and carried him into the bedroom where he lay him on the bed and continued to divest him. Vegeta was thankful for the new Earth fashion of tear away clothing that had snaps that came apart with a few tugs. Vegeta had constructed a few of the same items with zippers on the sides and he began to unzip his slacks but then his mate took over the activity. Once the prince was revealed in all his Saiyan glory, Kakarrot threw all caution to the wind, climbed up on the bed, lifted one of the prince’s legs and placed it over his shoulder. In one thrust, Kakarrot entered his prince but before he could begin, the prince shot across the room and Kakarrot exploded within the prince simultaneously. “NO! No, it’s not fair!” Vegeta cried but Kakarrot silenced him by covering his mouth with his. “Shh, Ichimi, shh, love. It’s all right, it happens to all male creatures. My cannon exploded also. Calm down,” Kakarrot spoke in soothing tones as he turned his love and embraced him, the large Saiyan still sheathed within his prince. Vegeta put his arms around Kakarrot and caressed the golden tanned cheek then slid his hand to the battle-roughened chest. “We’re too good for one another,” Vegeta sighed then inhaled. Sitting up, the prince drew in a deep breath. “K-san, why does my room smell like the garden outside?” “It’s part of my surprise. C’mon, you have gotta see it!” Kakarrot eased out of his prince, walked over to the closet and pulled a pair of matching deep purple satin robes from the cavern. He tossed the smaller robe to the prince then put the larger one on. Vegeta sat up, put his arms into the sleeves then moved to get off the bed, however, he hadn’t kicked off his evening foot ware and reeled off balance. Kakarrot caught him before he fell. “Easy, love. I should carry you,” the large Saiyan smiled. “Just let me kick these stilts off,” the prince retorted and did just that then he slipped on his white boot shaped slippers. “C’mon, show me why my room smells like a garden,” the prince said as he tied the belt of his robe. Kakarrot opened the door to the bedroom where the sitting area was and the prince gasped. His dark eyes met a room strewn with braided garlands of berrycynths, heather roses and honeydendrons. Vegeta also noted the floor had been littered with torn roseberry blooms and ambrimums stuck out from vases, the entertainment center and any place a bloom could have been stuck. “K-Kk, this- this is amazing! How did you find all these blooms? They’re only grown in the hot house except for the ambrimum. How did you figure these were among my favorites?” Vegeta smiled as he surveyed his mate’s handiwork. “Well, the garden at Little Vegeta was some indication. Come, look what I found,” Kakarrot pulled his prince into the sitting room and over to a flower covered jade colored love seat where he had set the box of chocolates and the bonding card he had purchased. “K-san where did you find a box that big!” Vegeta said salivating with desire to rip open the box. “In the gift shop. That’s where I went when your show started. Here, read this,” Kakarrot gave Vegeta the card and the two moved to the love seat. Kakarrot sat first then pulled Vegeta onto his lap. The prince opened the card. The front artwork was one of his own works and featured Kakarrot and him the very first time the two mated. Vegeta had come to Minerva not long after Mirai Trunks’ departure where he pushed forth their first child and had visited with his two sons. He had painted, composed, sparred, trained and tutored his children. The three of them had bonded in the old Saiyan way. He had marked them on their hinder parts as all Saiyan parents marked their offspring. Nonetheless, the prince opened the card and read the inscription. It was written in Saiyago. Love, how can I describe You are my lighted darkness With one final word The card was signed in Saiyago. When had K-san even learned how to write in their native language? Vegeta’s eyes misted over and his heart lurched from excitement and Vegeta turned to embrace his koi. After a deep kiss, Vegeta said, “Thank you, love. I don’t know what good I’ve done to deserve you, but I’m glad I did it,” the prince sniffed and licked his lips and the stray happy tears that escaped his eyes. “You ain’t seen nothing yet, love. Look in the corner,” Kakarrot pointed to a wing chair in the left corner of the room. Vegeta’s eyes widened when he beheld the stuffed figure of himself. He was rendered speechless and swallowed hard on the emotion, turned into his mate and lost his emotions. He had always felt the large Saiyan would be his undoing and he was correct. Kakarrot had made a complete, emotional mess out of the once tough as nails, heart of stone Saiyan no Ouji. As his mate held him, Vegeta realized that he liked his new being and melded against his love. Trusting his voice, the prince said, “Here, put this CD on and listen to the very last track,” the prince handed Kakarrot a CD and the larger Saiyan gently extracted himself from his prince. Kakarrot moved to the large entertainment center, powered up the 200-disk changer and slipped in the disk his mate had given him and programmed in the last track. The strumming of the dherra filled the room, which was then followed by the prince’s high baritone voice. I came to invade You arrived on a cloud We fought and fought Seems I’ve known you forever Thank you, my love The music faded and it was Kakarrot’s turn to stare speechless at his mate. The large Saiyan had no trouble with expressing his emotions and moved back to his mate, gathered him in strong arms and let the dam burst forth. “Oh, my prince! I’ll never let anyone call you heartless again. That’s the most beautiful thing next to yourself that you’ve ever given me,” Kakarrot tried to reign in his tears. “Two beautiful children, mate of mine with another one the way in six months?” Vegeta smirked. The prince’s last words reached Kakarrot’s emotion filled mind. “W-what? I-I got you with child?!” “Oh, don’t act so surprised. You didn’t think that moon phase wouldn’t yield any fruit? I imagine even at their ages our Outusans will be breeding. I know our sons will be and you are, too, my darling one. Heh, heh, after tonight, the Saiyan population will increase. I love you, Kk. Now, let’s attack this box of candy!” Vegeta threw his mate off and lunged for the huge heart shaped candy box.
“K-san. K-san, breakfast time,” the prince said in a sing song manner and the large Saiyan jumped up knocking his love from his chest. “Breakfast! Where?” Kakarrot looked around wildly. Vegeta, although it hurt like rubbing salt in an opened wound, snickered and smirked as he slowly got to his feet. “C’mon, love, let’s go shower, find the others and have a feast. We have things to discuss with our mutant Saiyan chimps,” Vegeta said, wrapped his tail around his mate and the two headed to the wash. A half-hour later, the two emerged after having a pre-breakfast appetizer. Vegeta had discovered that the two of them together were insatiable and he found his hand reaching for his mate more often than not and vice versa. “K-san, go to your room and get dressed! At the rate we’re going we’ll never get out of this place and we have plenty to do back on Earth. Please, love, for me and my sanity,” Vegeta gently pushed the large Saiyan to the door amidst loud protestation and the ingestion of four senzu beans to heal from the torture and injuries derived from moon phase. Vegeta breathed a deep sigh. He never thought anything like this could happen to him! These feelings, emotions, this feeling of lightness in his being and he felt like shouting to the universe of his love for Kakarrot. Just then the chime to his room sounded and signaled a visitor. He commanded the door to open and he was shocked to see who entered. His happiness quickly dissipated and his cold protective self surfaced. He was glad he had completed his dressing before this visitor arrived. Folding his arms over his chest, he turned his back to the blue haired woman who had the nerve to violate his sacred space. “How did you find this room? Only a handful of people know where it is!” Vegeta snarled as he visibly struggled to control his anger. “Many apologies, my Ouji-san, but she must have seen Lord Kakarrot exit and came of her own accord. I shall remove her,” Algernon encircled her slender arm. She turned and glared darts at him. “Not one peep out of you, Earthling! Now, state your business and get outta here!” Vegeta’s tone was terse. “Here, I came to give this back to you. It was well worth the read,” the blue haired banshee grabbed Vegeta’s hand and dropped something into it then left. Algernon following in her wake. Vegeta threw his hands in the air then looked at what she had handed him. It was a capsule. Curious, he pushed down the tab, tossed it and with a small pop, the capsule opened to reveal a box that had his name on it. ‘So that’s why I couldn’t find you! I must have left you with that witch!’ the prince told himself as he moved to look over the contents of the box. Vegeta had been so absorbed by his current activity that a touch on his cheek caused him to nearly lose his skin. “Whoa, easy, love, it’s just me. Whatcha doin’?” a sing song voice asked. The prince turned his head and locked eyes with his mate. A smile burst onto his handsome face. “Oh, Kk, I didn’t hear you enter. Come! That female who let me live with her just returned my things to me. Here, this is what Rainami alluded to before she transcended. It tells everything about me up until that Christmas incident. I have a new journal that I kept up here and chronicles everything following that accursed Buu thing,” Vegeta winced just mentioning the incident that cause his own needless sacrifice. Kakarrot took the journals and set them aside to look over the other interesting things in the prince’s private treasure box. Surprisingly, the prince did not push him away nor spurn him but he made room for his mate to join him in sifting through the memories. Vegeta explained what each item had meant to him and why he had kept it. There were things like the mini family portrait, a picture of him and Raditz during a sparing match, various weapons of war such as daggers, swords and knives. Kakarrot lifted one of the three swords the prince had in his collection. “Man, I’d hate to be on the receiving end of this baby,” Kakarrot stood to unsheathe the weapon and began to swing it. Vegeta sat back and watched his mate’s sward play. The prince had taught the larger Saiyan how to wield such weaponry and was excited to see the lessons had been retained. “You’re very good, love. Maybe later, we’ll spar with them. C’mon, let’s go grab something before we have to go hunt it ourselves!” Vegeta laughed and held his hand up to his mate. Kakarrot resheathed the sword, put it back in the prince’s box and took hold of his mate’s small hand to lift him off the floor. The large Saiyan pulled the smaller one into a strong embrace and crushed his lips to his own then pulled out of the embrace and smiled at his amour. “What?” Vegeta asked as he caught his lover’s mischievous eyes and smiled. Kakarrot traced a finger down his mate’s angular jaw. “I was just thinking how wild it would be if I entered with my mate and his sister at my sides. Velmy looked so hot last night and I’d like the pleasure of her company, if it suits my one?” Kakarrot purred and licked the rim of his mate’s ear. That action caused the prince to melt and comply with any wishes his love made. ‘I think it a smashing idea, little brother. Here I come. Have a suit of clothes set for me,’ Velmora replied and the prince move to his closet and pulled out a deep purple fuscia colored body suit and lay it across his bed, then, using split form to create his sister a body, he called her forth. Velmora took possession of the second Vegeta body then moved to change from the black work out suit he had chosen to wear and into the fuscia suit the prince had laid for her. After the Oujo had put on a pair of her brother’s white boots, the three left the prince’s chamber and headed to the common room to dine. The common room was a large gathering hall that served many purposes. In the mornings, it was used for breakfast, in the afternoons, lunch, evenings, dinner and dancing. The room had also seen numerous battles mainly between Vegeta, his offspring and Kakarrot and his offspring as well. Gathered in the large cavern was every member of the two royal houses and the houses of Bardock and Humizu as well as the remaining Z- sensi and the two ex wives. The three slid silently into the room so as not to alert any to their presence, however… “DADDY!’ “POPPA” Twin high pitched voices greeted the trio as they entered the room and a bright head of blue and a head of spiked black flew towards the three and knocked the prince off his feet and onto his sore hind parts. “AHHH! The Ouji screamed then regained his composure. “Get off me, brats, let me up!” he snarled through grit teeth. The chimps assisted their parent onto his feet and he stared down at them. “Who’s this lady, ‘Tousan?” Cilvanti asked casting suspicious eyes at Velmora. The prince knelt down and hugged both chimps then looked up to his sister. “This is ‘Tousan’s sister, Velmora. She’s also Uncle Raditz and Uncle Kakarrot’s sister, as well. Velly, these impetuous chimps are my daughter Cilvanti and you met Endive last night," Vegeta introduced and Endive bowed. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Aunt Velmora, come and dine,” the young prince took hold of his Aunt’s hand and led her to the crowd to sit with Raditz and Kale. Cilvi glared near hate into the prince’s eyes. “You smell like Kakarrot and why does she look like you?” the chimp challenged. “She’s my sister and I smell like Kakarrot because we are mates! You’re too young to speak against your heritage, chimp. Go dine, I need to get the chibis,” the prince turned the child he had once regarded as his weakness and gently pushed her towards the others. Vegeta moved to where his newborn infants lay, lifted them out of their carriers and brought them to the table where he sat between Raditz and Kakarrot, who took Chardonblis from his Matusan. Raditz smiled at his family and put his arm around both his sister and younger brother. The king smiled at his offspring, rose then called for attention. “Fellow Saiya-jin, guests from Earth, it gives me the greatest pleasure to introduce my daughter, Velmora, Saiya-jin no Oujo” the Ou raised his honeyberry juice glass to toast his daughter and the others followed suit. Then the no Ouji stood and heaved a heavy sigh. “Family and friends, it is with a heavy heart I stand before you. My female, Ceraina Humizu, transcended this existence during the middle hours of moon phase. She had an illness that erupted when the moon rose and claimed her. She was the strongest female on Vegetasei, near to her majesty, my mother, Queen Sunrissa. To her brothers who have been chosen by my brothers and sons, congratulations and as I have known all four boys for sometime, I know they will not disappoint their paramours. Now, since we are all gathered here, this subject must be addressed as it concerns the children that my mate and I co-created with females of a different race. Gohan, Trageta, Goten, Cilvanti, I address you because you were initially born with half human blood, which has since mutated into Saiya-jin blood, however, as you know, these are your Outusan and my own people. After today they will be departing for Kaleregetzusei and I will be joining them as soon as I settle my affairs on Earth. I should hope that my mate accompanies me but I will understand if he chooses not to,” Vegeta winced as he uttered that last sentence and swallowed at a lump that had formed in his throat at such a thought. Kakarrot sat in thought. It was actually happening. He was really gonna have to leave Earth, the only planet he’d ever known, if he wanted to be with his true love. Shyly he looked up and met his mate’s eyes. Reaching, the large Saiyan took hold of both Vegeta’s hands. Rising to his feet, Kakarrot leaned and kissed his koi then turned and kissed the Vegeta embodied Velmora then released the prince’s hand to take hold of Velmora’s. “My Ouji, Oujo, I would be the biggest of fools to turn away from my true family. One that I had no idea could feel the way I feel. Show emotions the way I do. My first taste of my heritage was not the best as I had encountered Raditz who tried to rip me away from the very place I had called home for so long. Then came Vegeta and Nappa who came to steal the planet’s Dragon Balls and to destroy the planet. I fought them because they represented a threat to the life, people and things that I loved. After my fight with the prince, I felt something so strong I could not shake it and it drew me like a moth to a flame but yet I had to get away from it. I guess what I’m saying is my place is with my mate forever. My mission on the Earth is complete and it is time for me to move on. My boys are grown with mates and kids of their own, and after the two of us, Vegeta, returned to this plane, we got together. There’s nothing holding me to Earth as I once thought there was and that my entire life I had been waiting for one of my own to come and claim me. He finally has and I love him more than any being I ever could. It’s a big universe out here and my little Ouji’ll need protection. It is my place to provide that protection to the royalty of Kaleregetzusei. Now, Ichimi, go pull yourself together and let’s feast,” Kakarrot smiled and lifted Velmora to stand and nudged both royal sibs. ‘I think this is where I exit, little brother. We’ll play tonight, ok?’ Velmora asked via the mental link she had with Vegeta. ‘Come, sis. I’ll tell the others you developed a headache and had to take to bed,’ Vegeta told his sister as they left the common room. Vegeta broke his hold on split form, Velmora returned to the prince’s single body then the prince returned to the common room and his mate after visiting his own chamber so that Velmora could change outfits back into the one he was wearing. Kakarrot stood to greet him with a strong embrace and deep kiss, then they sat to eat. The Earth-jin sat stunned through the entire scene. Yamcha was especially beside himself when he saw two Vegeta’s enter the common room on either side of Goku. The large Z warrior got up and approached the Saiyan table. “Ah, Ka-karrot, may I have a word with you?” the large super human asked as he stood between Kakarrot and the prince. Kakarrot slowly turned his head in the visitor’s direction and cut the human a glance that could have both split the planet Pluto in half and frozen it again. “What is it?” the large warrior hissed in a tone like his prince’s. Yamcha jumped back as if slapped. “Gee, man, I just wanna talk to you,” he stammered. Kakarrot looked around to his prince. ‘What should I do, Oujimi, he was my first experience. I think he wants to see where he stands,’ Kakarrot said through the private link. Vegeta had been in process of taking a sip of cafetea when the transmission hit him and he spat the contents of his mouth to the floor. Vegeta looked around the barrier to his mate but Vegeta schooled his features to show indifference. ‘Go, if you must. I’ll be out training,’ Vegeta replied back then turned back to his meal. Slowly Kakarrot got to his feet and led Yamcha out of the common room. The pair walked in silence until they got to the reading room. Kakarrot let Yamcha enter first then followed, however, after shutting the door, the larger Saiyan stood at the exit, arms crossed and feet apart like Vegeta’s. “State your business, I haven’t completed my breakfast as yet,” Kakarrot’s voice was hard. Kakarrot found himself staring into a pair of eyes as black as his own and a weight on his chest, and he surmised this pathetic weakling must have tackled him somehow. He felt his lips being crushed and a hand on a part of his body meant for his mate’s hands alone. With no great effort, Kakarrot tossed the assailant off and jumped back to a standing position. Barely powering up, the large Saiyan flew towards his assailant then phased out of the palace only to reappear in the amphitheater where the concert had been held last evening. Feeling an increase in power, Vegeta dropped his fork, lifted his head and whispered, ‘Kakarrot!’ He looked around then stared. “NO, Kk-san, don’t, koi!” the prince yelled. Vegeta jumped from his seat but a hand on his shoulder staid his intended flight. “Vegeta-sama, what is it?” a voice, slightly higher than the prince’s own, asked from Vegeta’s side. Without turning to see who had a hold of his being, Vegeta snarled, “It’s Kakarrot, he’s about to commit an act against his nature! I gotta go!” the prince squirmed from the hold, lifted two fingers to his forehead and phased out. “Where’d he go and where’s Kakarrot?” Raditz asked as he looked around. “They’re in the arena! Let’s go! Everyone grab hold of someone and I’ll take us there with Instant Trans!” Goten exclaimed and the crowd did as instructed. In the next instant, the crowd found themselves in the arena just in time to witness Prince Vegeta sail into Kakarrot, kick him in the ribs and dislodge him from another he had pinned beneath him. “Yamcha!” Bulma screamed when her eyes beheld the sight of her on again fling. She broke out into a fast run to his side and went to lift his head onto her lap when a strong grip on her shoulders stopped her intentions. “Don’t touch him, he might have a spinal injury! Moving him could prove fatal!” It was Piccolo who had stopped her actions. Bulma looked up then burst into tears. “Oh, Piccolo, why? Why would Goku do something like this to him?” she cried. The big green being shrugged then put his arm around his young mate. “Revenge, maybe. Perhaps your boyfriend tried something he shouldn’t have. He made no secret of the fact that he gave Goku his first taste then Krillin did the same. Why do you think the two of them had such troubles with your gender,” Piccolo answered in his flat monotone voice. Bulma’s tears hitched then she flung her face up to Piccolo and shot him a look reticent of the first time she had set eyes on him. “WHAT?!” the banshee stereo sound rivaled any the Saiya-jin could produce themselves as two females gasped in horror at what had just been said. It was at that moment that Piccolo realized that neither of the two harridans knew that Yamcha had been a part of Goku’s coming of age. He had opened up a can of worms he was surely gonna have to explain. ‘Kami, help me! Why did I say that?’ Piccolo asked his third personality. ‘It would have come out when he awoke or when Kakarrot calmed down. We may as well tell them the story,’ Kami, Earth’s guardian before Dende, replied and Piccolo sat down, pulling his mate with him. Heaving a heavy sigh, Piccolo began, “It was when Goku had reached the equivalent of 13 in Earth years. Kami had seen Goku bathing in a stream and the young boy noticed an opening in his male area. No one knew what it was for, so Goku, when those hormones raged… Well, no need to go into the graphics. One day, Yamcha invited Goku and Krillin on a camping trip. Those two noticed that Goku was emitting a strong scent that affected their minds. They attacked Goku in his sleep then carried on until Chi-Chi re-entered the picture at that tournament and the two were married. Kami didn’t realize how much the moon still affected the boy even though his tail had been removed when he was younger and training at the look out. If you want to know anymore, ask either one of them. C’mon, Gohan, let’s train,” Piccolo got up from his seated position, took hold of Gohan and the two headed out of the arena. Across the arena, another tussle was ensuing, however, this one between the pair of powerhouse Saiya-jin. After dislodging his mate from nearly killing the weak Earth-jin for no reason, Vegeta found himself on the receiving end of his mate’s anger. The smaller Saiyan matched his opponent blow for blow, however, a sound from the sidelines distracted the larger Saiyan and Vegeta took the opportunity to grab Kakarrot’s hands, flip him over his head then brought his knee crashing onto the chest of the larger one. The prince pointed the index finger of his right hand down to Kakarrot and a yellow-blue glow began to shimmer on the tip. “You move and you’ll be eating dinner with Supreme Kai!” the prince hissed in anger, his handsome face contorted in a mask of disbelief. As if waking from a dream, Kakarrot shook his head then noted the glowing finger pointed to his chest. “V-V-Vegeta? No, please,” the large Saiyan looked up to his mate with pleading black eyes. Those eyes, it was always going to be those eyes and that adoringly handsome face that would forever be his downfall. Vegeta stepped from his mate and sat beside him then lifted his love into his arms. “Vegeta…Koi… Ya… Vegeta…he-he-he touched me!” and with those words, the large Saiyan dissolved into tears. Vegeta held his love tightly and allowed him to vent his sorrow over what ever had occurred. Suddenly, Vegeta stared sightlessly straight before him as if he were watching a movie, then he screamed. Visions of a young barely teenage Kakarrot filled his line of vision and he witnessed the boy and two other Z-Sensi in a wooded area. One of the beings was Yamcha, who stayed relatively close to the young Saiyan, then after night had fallen and the boy fell asleep, Vegeta saw the Earth warrior attack the helpless boy and have his way. As Vegeta watched, at the same time, Kakarrot also stared sightlessly ahead of himself and had also screamed in response to the images that swam before his eyes. “NO, you sick bastard, he’s just a little boy! He’ll be ruined for life!” those gathered around heard both warriors scream. In the set of visions the prince was viewing, he witnessed his mate’s attacker threaten him, then become Kakarrot’s basically very first encounter. In the images Kakarrot had been viewing, he watched, as Frieza had been especially brutal on the boy, then sent him on a purge mission when he could barely stand. The purge party had been sent a planet close to planet Vincente, where the locals healed the beaten prince. He watched as their older brother, Raditz stayed with the young teenage prince until he returned to consciousness. ‘R-Raditz, I-I thought you’d have returned to that bastard. Where are we?’ the prince was heard to ask. ‘A planet called Vincente. The queen healed you and I stayed. I hate that white dog! I should be the one to bring you of age, not that hell spawn of Hades,’ Raditz had begun to lose his control. ‘Shh, Saiya-jin don’t cry. Come, I need your body heat,’ Vegeta said and Raditz gasped but didn’t think twice before heeding his prince’s request. Kakarrot watched as Raditz began other ministrations to the young prince that he himself was now privileged to give. Vegeta watched as Yamcha, then Krillin, when he had come of age, enjoyed their strange friend throughout his stage. Vegeta took special note that on more than a few occasions, Kakarrot’s girth had grown and not from his massive intake of food. The young Saiyan at those times had sought the aid of Kami, who sent him to a place, which aided the human and non-human residents of Earth. It was in that place that Kakarrot birthed his first children-he had been rendered unconscious during the delivery stage so had no clue as to what became of the children. In a vision Kakarrot watched an enraged Frieza punished the prince, who had acquired Raditz first child but then lost it due to Frieza’s handiwork. The visions continued in such a vein until they ended with Raditz coming to Earth followed not long after the prince. Kakarrot had seen a vision where, after Raditz had left Vegeta and Nappa that Vegeta went into heat and requested the services of the large bodyguard to ease him so that he could make the trip to Earth. Vegeta witnessed a vision where an older teenaged Kakarrot had managed to catch Piccolo off guard and take him. Simultaneously, the two mighty Saiya-jin shook their heads to clear their sight. Slowly, the two turned to look one another in the eye. Vegeta shook his head again and then grimaced. “I-I can’t believe you did that! You and the Namek!” his regal voice high pitched and reflected his disbelief. Kakarrot likewise stared bemused at his mate. “I could say the same for you, mi amour. You and Nappa, you must have been desperate. No wonder he obeyed like a trained puppy,” Kakarrot quirked. Vegeta felt a tug on his heart shaped lips, then a smirk appeared, which then burst into full laughter. Kakarrot laughed as well, a full hearty sound. “No wonder Piccolo wanted Gohan to train before our arrival and after your sacrifice! I can’t believe it! That green giant fell in love with you. Guess Gohan was his link to you and that could be why Kami had taken you, also. A being would have to have a heart of pure stone and be a fool to not fall in love with you,” the prince’s smile rivaled the suns of Minerva intensity. Kakarrot raised his hand and ran his fingers through his love’s ebony shoulder locks, a smile just as bright and intense as the prince’s. “A being did have a heart of stone… Vegeta leaned and quickly kissed his koi. “Ah-ah, that being also fell in love with you. I speak ten thousand languages fluently and in all those tongues there are no words to describe exactly what I feel for you and how deeply I feel it. I can’t begin to express all the feelings I seem to have stored just for you. You’ve always been my one. My Ichimi, I love you!” the prince whispered and slowly leaned towards his amour once again. “And I you, my Ouji amour,” Kakarrot whispered and turned his head to receive his passion. “Goku, no! I love you! What about the kids!” a shrieking scream pierced the near quiet of the arena. “Goku, please, I need you and love you!” another voice wailed. “Vegeta, you can’t take him away! Who’ll protect the Earth? Who’ll protect me? Goku’s my best friend! I’ve known him since he was five!” a third voice yelled. The lovebird Saiya-jin snapped out of their haze in time to see three humans barreling towards them at a speedy rate. Wrapping his love in his lush tail, Kakarrot put two fingers to his forehead then the pair winked out, heedless of the end result their departure would cause. “Our sons have the right idea, koi. Shall we join them before we quit this lush world?” the Ou asked Bardock as the two snuggled one another. Bardock lifted his passion’s face to his own, bent his head and nipped at the bottom lip of his monarch. “I think that’s a capital idea, my king. Let’s go,” the king’s own large warrior, lover, bodyguard and mate agreed. The two wrapped tails then winked out of sight. (The two having learned Instant Trans in other world.) Other male Saiyan couples followed their king and his mate, leaving the Earth-jin puzzled and the females to explain things. “What? Where’d they go?” Chi-Chi turned blazing black eyes to the females. “They have gone about their own affairs, which is what you should do and stop trying to nose into their situations! They are done with you and your planet. Didn’t you hear them this morning or did you have cotton between your ears?” Onya asked in a firm voice. “Isn’t there a saying on your planet that if you love somebody, you set that being free and that if they return, that love is meant to be? Set them free, females. Not that it would matter because when a Saiyan male is through with a relationship, there is no going back! Face it, they are done! I know that his highness is and the longer Kakarrot is away from that one, he will be just as done. Daughters,” the queen nodded and the female Saiyan turned to follow her. 18 shook her head and threw her hands in the air in disgusted surrender. “That’s it! I am so done with you! Krillin, if you so much as step a foot towards them, I’ll cut you off without a sniff!” the former android huffed, turned then left the arena; husband and daughter in tow. Bulma, Chi-Chi and Yamcha sat dumbfounded. When had 18 begun defending the Saiya-jin? Also, had they heard right, that if Krillin so much as set foot in their direction, that she would cut him off with out a sniff? Krillin had trouble enough in his life with the female gender as Yamcha had, which was why the two had experienced with Goku. Yamcha turned to look at his two female counterparts who also looked back at him. “Yamcha, what the hell did you do to Goku to make him go off like that and want to kill you?” Bulma asked in a terse tone of voice. Yamcha had the grace to blush a fierce crimson of color as he stammered his admission. “I-I touched him,” the large super human mumbled. Bulma blinked. “What? I didn’t hear you?” she huffed, hands on her hips in a ‘you better answer me or else,’ manner most women adapted when brow beating the male gender. “I touched him! Like I used to do when he was a teenager. If you want the reason Krillin and I both had girl troubles after a time, it was because we had sampled Goku after he had turned thirteen and began emitting a strong scent that drove the two of us crazy with need. We found that he had some weird opening behind his male tool and, well, you can guess the rest. I was both hurt and jealous that he had gotten married. I went with other girls to cover myself but it was always for Goku that I would have desire. That’s why Vegeta and I hate one another. My scent must still be around Goku, which probably drives him nuts. That’s why he became obsessed with Goku from the start. Vegeta knows that I can’t beat him, so he doesn’t see me as a threat and was why he was able to get both you and Goku away from me without a ripple. Goku will forever be my weakness and I love him like I only loved one other person in my life, you, Bulma. If you want to call it quits, I’ll understand,” Yamcha cried, having burst into tears during his explanation. Bulma sighed then shook her head of shining blue hair. “No, this is a battle that was over the minute Goku and Vegeta met one another. Did you know that Teresahan is their daughter, birthed by Vegeta after the thing with Cell and Mirai Trunks had returned to the future?” the richest female on planet Earth remarked as the three gathered themselves to return to the palace. “Only a blind man could miss that resemblance! I’m sorry, guys, but…I guess I just went nuts because I’m realizing that when I get back to Earth, it’ll just be daddy and I. The boys won’t be there. Gohan will be living at the lookout with Piccolo and Dende. Goten will be living on that island with Trunks and probably raising Bura with Pan as I’m sure Videl will give custody of Pan to Gohan. Oh, well, guess we’d better apologize for acting like asses, especially to 18 and Krillin,” Chi-Chi sighed as Yamcha flew the two females back to the palace. ~ * ~ |
