Rating: 16+
Warning: Some yaoi and violent content.
M: This is the final chapter, or is it? I'm pretty sure it is.
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Part Two
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Back at her office, the blue haired woman chewed on the tip of her index finger. This new discovery was so frustrating to understand. What Goku had said was without a doubt what he really thought.
But it completely goes against Goku's character to say such things. Her face creased as she began to think of all rationalities for the cause.
The subject was still awake, but not quite. He almost had a sleep walking quality about him. Perhaps…"That's it!"
He may have been awake but as far as he knew he was asleep. He may have thought that he had been dreaming…or some of the things that happen during the time that people dream apply here. Hmmm…
Bulma turned to her keyboard once again with a fresh document out on the screen.
Talking to herself, she began typing.
"Like…when your present in your unconscious, you feel like nothing can touch you. You can do what ever you want because in reality it won't affect you."
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Vegeta collapsed hard on the ground, eyes snapping open from the pain. His muscles twitched and ached, he curled up there in his sweat to just live the pain.
Growling, he realized how pathetic he must look, and starting crawling his way to the gravity chambers controls. With a shaking hand and a few gasping breaths, he flipped the bright red emergency switch.
A robot voice came through the speakers above, counting down the levels of gravity that the room was ascending to until finally it stabilized to normal.
Vegeta stood abruptly and walked over to the sliding exit. He leaned against the door frame, eyes half closed, drops of moisture still cascading down his back from the intense effort he had to go through to survive today's training.
For the first time in a long time, walking heavily down the provided steps, he didn't feel like eating a damn thing. Not until he got a good, long rest that is.
Entering the household in which he has taken up residency, he passed through the large living room. Various furniture with intricate designs on the coverings sat splayed out before what the humans called a television.
Hmph, the most ridiculous and pointless transmissions are received on that puny earth device, Vegeta thought. What he didn't know was that those pointless transmissions were actually cartoons made for children.
Placing his foot on the first step, Vegeta slung his arm around the banister and then began climbing the steps, slowly making his way to the upper floor.
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The saiyan on the bed groaned and rolled over, clutching his stomach. He felt terrible, and he was alone in this dark room. Goku really wished that there was someone there to tell him what's going on. Though he didn't like it, he didn't get up and leave.
His legs were shaking a little, and Goku figured that it he tried to stand up he'd stumble because his legs felt like jell-o. He giggled at that thought, and he also thought about why he'd rather not leave the foreign room.
Chichi, he was sure, would be furious at him for not telling her where he went, not even he knows! He was always really uncomfortable with her yelling at him.
Then a crack of light slid across the room, someone had opened the door. They obviously had sensed that another person was in the room and growled, "Who are you, what business do you have here?"
Goku's eyes widened in surprise, "Vegeta! Boy I'm glad you're here." The man in the door way waited for an explanation to follow his rival's remark, but none came.
The figure on the bed had seemed to come to some sort of revelation, it looked to Vegeta that Kakkarot didn't even know how he had landed himself in this situation.
He hated being left in the dark, so he grumbled frustrated, "What do you think your doing here, and in my room no less! I order you to leave this instant!"
Goku then immediately sat up and began making his way to Vegeta with shaky steps.
"Your room? Heh, figures."
The saiyan noticed how unstable the other was, and a frown creased his features. Stupid woman, he thought, she just had to put her mistake in his hands, all he wanted was rest!
Vegeta's angry thoughts were interrupted by Kakkorots gasping words, "I've had ones like this before. It was a little embarrassing at first, but I have accepted them as something I want but can't have, so that's why I dream about it I guess."
Goku stopped in front of Vegeta, dazed look in his eyes, and Vegeta yelled louder than earlier, "This is no dream you fool!" But his voice didn't seem to concern the other, who just smiled and raised his arm to reach behind Vegeta and gently nudge the door shut with the tips of his fingers. His rivals booming voice may have made him jump, but he simply sounded far away to him right now.
"You say that all the time," a surge of electricity went through Goku's body as his arm accidentally bushed Vegeta's shulder as he pulled it back. His hair hovered upward as if there was a breeze passing by and the coal blackness of his eyes seemed to swirl away into a sea of blue.
It was like someone had lit a match and held it up before them in the dark. The soft glow of Goku's aurora made only the two of them visable in the room.
Vegeta looked astonished at first, but then grew annoyed. Perhaps, he thought, Kakkorot can sense how low his energy is right now, and thinks to finish him off now for all of those years of suffering he had placed upon his friends? What other meaning for this was there?
That train of thought got wiped out immediately as Kakkorots arms swooped around his torso, pulling him up and crushing him to the others chest. He buried his head in Vegeta's shoulder and held onto the smaller saiyan tightly.
Mouth slightly parted, Vegeta tried to get over his blatant confusion as he stared wide-eyed ahead of him. There wasn't much he could do in the death grip of a super saiyan, feet dangling twelve inches from the ground.
What was Kakkorot babbling about earlier?
I've had ones like this before. It was a little embarrassing at first, but I have accepted them as something I want but can't have, so that's why I dream about it I guess.
A dream, that was it. Kakkorot must think I'm someone else, Vegeta thought. Most likely that irritating wench of his.
His hands balled into fists and he turned his head slightly so that he would be shouting directly into the others ear, "This isn't a dream you moron, I'm not your pathetic human partner so put me down, NOW!"
Goku didn't even flinch, though Vegeta could angrily concluded that his lips curved into a smile as the tense muscles of his cheek and upper neck shifted to accommodate the change in expression.
He tried to crane his neck so that he could see the others face to yell at him directly, but was stopped when he felt the low rumble of Kakkorots gravely voice, "Usually your okay with it by now and shouting something else, Vegeta." The smaller saiyans cheeks burned red and could not believe what he was hearing. He then noticed something very hard against his leg that hadn't been before and he grit his teeth in realization.
Vegeta didn't really know why he was so surprised, their warrior race has the characteristic of being attracted to the strongest.
His hair then stood up on end as the other began nuzzling his neck gently and whispered, "Here, this usually helps me."
Vegeta was about to shout that he didn't need any kind of help from such a low class soldier and to get the hell away when Kakkorot's hand slid from his shoulder blades to the tip of his spine.
Two fingers began making slow circular motions around the scar where his tail used to be. A growl erupted from the prince's throat and a shudder wracked his body. If only he hadn't worn himself out so much in training, he could get himself out of this mess. His hands gripped at Kakkorots broad shoulders, trying to push himself away. But his arms felt heavy, and it was completely useless when his rival was powered up to a super saiyan.
Vegeta was then horrified to find his own member now hard and firmly pressed against Kakkorot's stomach.
The taller saiyans breathing picked up upon feeling the others arousal, and moved his lips to the shell of the princes ear. He began to struggle more, but with one of the others bulky arms firmly around him still, keeping him in such close proximity and in a weakened state, there was no point at all.
Vegeta couldn't help but endure Kakkorot's hot breath and small circular motions at the base of his spine. But what he couldn't just stand was the obvious effect it was having on him.
No, he would not be a part of such humiliation!
Still exhausted from his rigorous training, he began gathering up as much energy as he could muster, then attempted to one last attempt to break free from he others grip.
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Goku was a little hurt at the tensing muscles and kicking feet of the prince. Could he not have this, even in his own dreams anymore?
The two fingers stopped rubbing the lower back of his price, and made their way to his forehead.
In an instant, Vegeta and himself were above the bed and then fell with a thump on the wrinkled sheets.
Shock visibly registered on Vegeta's features at the face now looming above him.
Goku took advantage of the moment by taking Vegeta's wrists and raising his arms above his head, clamping down on both of them with one large hand.
The prince immediately rid himself of initial shock and looked absolutely livid. Before he could say anything, orange clad knees moved slightly further apart in between Vegeta, causing the other saiyans legs to spread apart which allowed the sort of access Goku wanted to press both of their erections together.
Vegeta had to grit his teeth to not allow any sound of pleasure escape from his lips. He didn't want to like this.
Kakkorot then reached down with his free hand and began to tug the navy blue shirt free from the smaller saiyans form.
Completely frustrated he slammed his eyes shut and titled his head to the skies shouting, "STOP IT! Refrain from this insanity right now, I demand it! I do not want this, especially not from you, you low class moron!" Vegeta opened his eyes and stared at Kakkorot with the utmost resentment as he lastly spat out, "GET… OFF ME!"
He had spit out his words like a poison leaving a bad taste in his mouth. To his relief he had captured the other saiyans full and undivided attention, the escapade to rid him of his shirt completely forgotten.
Goku was really unsure of what to do now, in every other occasion of this dream he had been more than welcome, he stared into the flaming coals of hate bellow him. This time it seemed more than this, he thought as he tried not to flinch at Vegeta's stare, maybe he is testing himself unconsciously?
Because no matter how painfully his body desired it, Goku just could not bring himself to force Vegeta into anything he obviously wouldn't like.
With a resigned smile, Goku then leant down and pressed his lips to Vegeta's temple, "I would never force myself on you, even if this isn't real."
Vegeta grumbled, idiot. Goku lifted his head and looked at the smaller saiyan nose to nose.
His eyes were half closed as he then tilted his head slightly and touched Vegeta's lips firmly with his own before the other could turn away. The prince's eyes went wide and red tinted his cheeks, he was sure that if he still had a tail that it would have stood up stock straight. Goku pulled back just a little and whispered against the others mouth, "But I won't let this end without giving you something first."
And with that, before Vegeta could say fuck what he wanted to give him and move away, Goku slid his hips back and then quickly thrust forward.
The prince bit his tongue and threw his head back as a strangled noise emitted from his throat.
Kakkorot continued that torturous grinding motion. Vegeta's pleasure continued to escalate as he arched up uncontrollably.
He reasoned with himself that since he still had both his arms restrained above him, there was no more he could do until another situation to escape presented itself.
Both began breathing heavily and the taller saiyan quickened his pace. Throwing their heads back they both cried out, coming at the same time and shaking the house on its very foundation with their screams.
Goku's power level immediately dissipated to normal and he collapsed unconscious. Vegeta lay beneath him tense and wide-eyed, as the soft glow in the room had slowly faded into blackness.
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The prince cut his reminisce short, and focused on the man who was the cause for all of his current confusion.
After the incident, he had quickly gone to his chest and drawers and removed his stained training pants, then slipped on a pair of black trousers. He then left the room without once glancing at the figure taking up the space on his bed.
Walking down the hall, he headed for the large room meant for Bulma, once there he had slid back a sliding glass door and stepped out onto a balcony.
Vegeta had sat there a long time, mulling over in his head just how he wanted to react to the previous situation.
And here they were, he thought as he stared at Kakkorot just a few yards away, fists in the air and knees bent into the traditional fighting stance.
He figured that he should just get it out of his system, all of it.
Smirking, Vegeta brought forth a burst of energy and flew forward, bringing his arm back for a powerful strike.
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Oh, he's stepping it up a notch, Goku thought delightedly. While the prince was on his way his flame like hair flickered gold. Goku straightened himself up and with a battle cry he joined his friend in ascendance to super saiyan.
The blow connected with his right cheek and his head snapped back, Vegeta's smirk almost turned into a full-blown grin until Goku brought himself forward and head butted the prince in the face.
Furious, Vegeta brought his knee up into the other mans stomach. Goku doubled over on the prince's leg and coughed a couple times.
Vegeta then thrust his hand down and took a fist full of Kakkorot's blue under shirt. He had been squinting a little from pain but then opened his eyes fully as he found himself staring directly into the princes smoldering ones.
They were nose to nose and Kakkorot had continued staring at him stupidly, like he was waiting. Probably for me to spit out some insult that he undoubtedly deserves, Vegeta snorted in his head. Not this time, this time it will be me who takes the initiative.
Ever since that day Kakkorot was the blue haired witches lab rat, he had planted nagging ideas in his head he's rather not have. He figured one fuck would be all it takes to get this out of his head.
Jerking him forward, he kissed the idiot. The other saiyan was shocked to say the least, and Vegeta took advantage of it to slip his tongue past the others numb lips. Furiously, as if he were mad at himself that this is something he wanted, he all but attacked Kakkorots mouth.
Their teeth clashed together with such a force that it would have surely knocked out any normal human beings.
Finally realizing what was going on, Goku suddenly brought his hands to the others chest and gave a light shove, just enough to separate their faces from each other. As if he just couldn't pull away completely. While they had both started gasping from the previous activity Vegeta shouted, "You didn't seem to have a problem with this before! Why are you bothering stopping me now?"
Kakkorot's brows furrowed, "What are you talking about Vegeta?" He was surprised with himself for keeping such a clam under all the inner stress he was feeling. At this moment, the very person that had been taking up residence in all of his none too innocent dreams for the past seven years was doing exactly what he had only imagined.
This cannot be reality, could it? Goku was feeling pain from their fight though, which he had never felt in a dream. And it had started out completely normal, earlier Vegeta had sought him out in the forest where he had been training Goten. The warrior prince demanded that Goten leave and then stated that they were going to spar.
Maybe it was all that testing Bulma had done a few days ago, his head was still fuzzy. It had taken four different doses for her to finally find out the correct components for her wonder drug. Goku's head still felt a little fuzzy from it all.
A spark of memory shot through his head, he had been dreaming during at least two of those tests hadn't he? He hadn't done anything….did he? Vegeta clearly believed he did, so since he figured that the prince had been awake and fully functional in those hours that he knew he was not, he had no choice but to accept that what Vegeta had said was the truth.
Yes, he did long for his long time rival turned friend, but there were various other things that had to be taken into account. Even though those certain things didn't have nearly as loud of a voice as the passion that sparked though his veins for the flustered prince before him.
Vegeta stood a little shaken and no longer so angry at the others abrupt halt to things as Kakkorot smiled, smiled that insufferable way as if he was doing something right when he lifted his own hand and placed it over the princes, gently prying it away from his clothing.
"Vegeta, something had obviously happened. And although I'm not sure about what actually did, I can guess at what kind of things I may have done to you," he kept his face steady and spoke with all seriousness, "we just…can't," he strained the words.
Veget'a eyes narrowed and his finger nails dug through the cloth of his cloves into his palms, he felt like banging his fists into the ground until the whole earth fell apart into a million separate pieces. How dare this third class force himself upon him and then expect him not to receive just as well? Make him feel as if he wanted this! Impose his sentimental rubbish about needing someone so bad that they carelessly disregard all self-decency!
Angry, Vegeta leant over so that he was yelling directly into Kakkorot's blank face, "Don't tell me that you've had a sudden change of heart! You want this just as bad as I fear I do now! Why don't you quit acting like a child and take what you want, lets just get this out of both of our systems and be done with it!"
Both his arms rose and his grabbed the orange material on either sides on Kakkorots shoulders, shaking the man as he finished, "And you dare to deny your want for this?! Don't lie to me you fool!"
Teeth bared, Vegeta tensely waited for the others response. He still looked serious and defiant, like there was nothing he could do. This only served for a few veins to burst forth on Vegeta's temple as he grit his teeth harder to keep a yell of frustration from bursting forth.
"I'm not entirely sure what you want out of this Vegeta, but I know.." he looked pained briefly before he smoothed out his expression once more, "that this isn't just something that will go away for me after…being together one time." He broke eye contact and looked at the ground bellow, as if to steel his resolve by not looking at the magnificently powerful person in front of him.
Goku stared at Vegeta straight in the eyes unflinchingly, "We are both married and have children of our own. If we did this it would only be selfish, not gratifying," he replied matter of factly.
Vegeta then threw his head back and laughed hysterically, he felt like crumbling down in a fit. "So your just going to kneel over and break your back appealing to everyone else's needs, doing what's deemed acceptable or proper to people not even of the same race. Do you ever do what you simply want for the sake of wanting it? Not that I give a damn but are you even satisfied with the life you have now?"
Goku took hold of the princes arms that had been raised up as if to fight with balled fists, and with some difficulty lowered them down to his sides, "Maybe not, but there are plenty of things to be happy about. You just need to have a little faith and a mind to look for some light in the dark."
Somehow, he didn't sound any where near as convincing as he should have.
Dust picked up around his feet as he levitated himself off of the ground, desperate to get some distance from the unhappy looking face before him, "I don't think we should be around each other for a while, and I'm sorry for the bother this has caused you Vegeta, and anything I might have done those few days ago…goodbye," and with that he turned around and took off into the skies, flying over the pine to his house where his family and home would be waiting for him. Though for some reason not all that unknown, he held no feelings of joy.
The bloody righteousness that little speech held left his pride tarnished. The only time he felt this equally outraged and lost was when his home planet had been destroyed. Which was ridiculous and much greater than this experience.
Hmph, not like he cared. At least he was man enough to face his lust. He had threatened the security of that moron's simple sated life with his brashness to confront what both parties wanted. Kakkorot is weak, he thought viciously in his head.
And I am so utterly…pathetic. He had let his control be taken away from that now far away figure.
Vegeta let go of his power, it dropped to an alarmingly small reading of twenty. His obsidian eyes stared intensely at the ground as he thought.
The other saiyan had gone home to continue his cozy life, the prince raised his head up and looked to the direction of Caspsol Corp. with resentment. He would return to his place as well, but not to stay, he planned to go back to space once Trunks was grown, or to some remote area on earth if he felt like it. But that wouldn't be until he got what he wanted. The meager, acceptable yet unfulfilling life that had been set up for him he would pursue quietly for a longer period of time if he must, but only to wait.
Vegeta slowly rose to the ground and flew soundlessly toward his destination without any great hurry. In years to come, he will be surrounded by earthling's time after time again yet never feel an intimate connection with any. The prince would play the role of husband and father, of friend and alley, while in his heart he would feel like neither.
The steady gaze he held in front of him broke as he glanced over his shoulder for a moment and huffed at the fading mountain view, you can't hide forever, Kakkorot.
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fin.
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Authors Note: Well, that's it. I ended it like that because I'd like to think that when then grand series of Dragon Ball Z is over that those two find each other. Not many people will like this fic I can tell already, but I did it for myself. Anyone who does enjoy it, that's great. Until next time. Or…to be continued?