Summary: AU Goku is a servant for the royals of Vegeta-sei, and most noteably, Prince Vegeta. To the naked eye, it would be just the normal master/slave relationship; but could it be more? And what about Vegeta's father?
Pairings: GokuXVegeta, obviously! Duh! ^.^
Warnings: This fic contains yaoi (which is boyXboy, maleXmale, or in other words homosexual), angst, romance, future mpreg, and some super-uber lemon! What more could you want??? Rated M!
If you don't like yaoi: don't read, don't talk to me, and DEFINITELY DON'T REVIEW! I don't care for homophobics.
Disclaimer: Aww...I need a disclaimer? I don't own DBZ or any of its characters, they belong to Akira Toriyama and TOEI Animation. If I did own DBZ, it would be jam-packed full of YAOI and GxV! WOOT!
This fic is AU, meaning alternate universe, so annoying characters like Goten, Gohan, Piccolo, Krillin, Trunks, and Chi-chi don't exist (also, because it takes place on Vegeta-sei, and there are no humans there). Bulma, however, does exist, because she is a key part of the plot (and to fit the story, she is a saiyan).
It's also in Goku's POV. Enjoy!
RADDITZ IS KEWL, SO HE IS IN THIS FIC!
Beware of total epicness of this chapter! :D OMGZ! Be prepared for a MEGA CHAPTER! It'll be double the word count. Also, there's a song in this chap. So, if you haven't heard One Last Breath by Creed, I suggest you go listen to it now.
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My legs could not move any faster as I bolted down the hall to the ballroom where the afterparty was being held.
It felt like I was running in place; with every step, Vegeta seemed farther away. But I had to keep going, because a part of me would not let go of the fact that he once loved me, and that feeling could still be there.
I quickly ripped open the door, unnoticed by the partygoers who were all dancing and having a good time with the loud music.
Pushing through the crowd of saiyans, I desperately searched for Vegeta in the sea of people. Nowhere in sight was the familiar flame-like hair of my lover.
"Vegeta!" I called out, but my voice was lost in the music. He was nowhere in sight, but neither was Bulma. A sinking feeling arose in my stomach.
But I spotted a better-lit room in the corner, and made a beeline for it. It was the coatroom, and was packed with clothing for the guests. Basing myself on only the information I gathered from Frieza's conversation, I tore through the hangers and shoes. A small door was wittingly disguised behind stacks of chairs, and to my dismay, it was open. Chairs were strewn around it, signs of a struggle.
Shit! I was too late.
Scrambling through the door, I squeezed into a small tunnel. It was dark and cramped, but the desperate need to find Vegeta spurred me on. Twisting and winding, I felt hopelessness set in. How could I ever get him back? Did he want me back? What if I was too late, and Frieza had already committed whatever sinful deed he had intended on my love?
But there was a light.
A light at the end of the tunnel. In mere seconds, I was out of the tunnel and into the starry night sky of Vegetasei. Frieza's ship was hard to miss; it was parked on the roof a good fifty feet away from where I stood.
"Vegeta!" I screamed. My legs turned to jelly, but I kept running. Vegeta could be in pain, and that monster would die for his actions. But I heard the rumbling of the engine, however much I didn't want to. And I saw the rockets ignite, and the ship slowly lift off of the ground.
As soon as I reached the spot, it was gone.
And I fell to my knees. Hands woven into my hair, screaming my pain out to the stars. The only thing that crossed my mind was the word gone.
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Please come now I think I'm falling
I'm holding on to all I think is safe
It seems I found the road to nowhere
And I'm trying to escape
I yelled back when I heard thunder
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say
Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down
I'm looking down now that it's over
Reflecting on all of my mistakes
I thought I found the road to somewhere
Somewhere in his grace
I cried out heaven save me
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say
Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down
Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down
I'm so far down
Sad eyes follow me
But I still believe there's something left for me
So please come stay with me
'Cause I still believe there's something left for you and me
For you and me
For you and me
Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down
Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down
Please come now I think I'm falling
I'm holding on to all I think is safe
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But there was a flicker inside me. A tiny flame of what only could be described as hope. Maybe, just maybe, Vegeta still wanted me. But either way, I needed him, and he was in danger. I had to help him.
"Hey! You!" a feminine voice called out.
I whirled. A female saiyan stood before me, her blue eyes glistening with tears. She had cerulean blue hair and tail, and she was very attractive. Bulma.
"...what do you want?"
"Aren't you Prince Vegeta's servant?" she asked quietly.
"Yes, I am. What's it to you?" I yelled, getting to my feet. I was at least two heads taller than her and twice as wide.
"...I know that you're aware of Lord Frieza's plan. I could smell you when you eavesdropped. He failed the first time, because Zarbon could not complete the mission."
"What?"
"Zarbon was assigned to steal Prince Vegeta's pendant. No doubt, he would have come after it, and thus falling right into Frieza's trap. But it didn't work, because Zarbon was unable to locate the amulet. But there's something else you need to know!" Bulma cried, a couple of tears spilling onto her cheek.
"My father, he's very sick. And Lord Frieza promised that he would fund his medical bills if I could...complete the mission," she said, pausing as her expression changed to one of anger, "but he lied! He just took off with the prince. Not another word to me, he just up and left. Nobody's allowed to play me for a fool!"
Bulma looked down at her stiletto-heeled feet. "I...I'd be willing to break the marriage agreement if you'll help me kill Frieza. I'd even help you get Vegeta back."
I studied her face carefully. I wasn't sure if I could trust her, but she was my best hope as of right now.
Sticking out my hand, I looked her in the eye. "Shake my hand if you mean what you say."
She looked at me for a moment, then grabbed my hand.
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Running into the party, maneuvering through the crowd like a maze, Bulma and I tried our hardest. She was my newest ally, and we were on a mission to find the king. I assumed that he would be at the balcony overlooking the party, like at an opera. The giant clock in the center of the room seemed to tick away at Vegeta's chance of rescue, reminding me every second that I was too slow.
I scaled the spiral staircase in one graceful leap. Bulma followed suit, and I led the way up the marble stairs with our tails flowing out behind us to keep our balance.
"Milord!" I yelled, bursting into the room. The king stood, backed against the railing, facing two non-saiyan men. Presumably, Frieza's men. The scene was not hard to decipher: they were going to push the king over the edge, or kill him if he resisted. I could sense their power levels, and they were higher than the king's.
But not higher than mine.
Letting out an enraged snarl, I felt my power rise. Like a sleeping dragon slowly awakening, my hair flashed gold. Teal eyes and golden hair, I was the super saiyan. As the duo whirled to face me, their scouters exploded on their faces with my power.
"Ka..."
They started to back up, towards the wall.
"Me.."
The terror on their alien faces gave me great pleasure.
"Ha.."
King Vegeta straightened out to stare in awe at my golden might.
"Me..."
Frieza's men started to desperately search for escape, but it was too late. I snarled with triumph, and flashed a fanged grin.
"HA!!!!"
The raw, blue energy came out in a great explosion, the blast smashing the two men through the wall in a fiery beam of a kamehameha. I watched as they were obliterated, slowly sinking out of super saiyan. The satisfaction of watching their evil die was almost too much to handle.
The king walked up to me, then to my surprise, knelt down at my feet. "Kakarott...no, Master Kakarott. You saved my life, and I owe you more than I could ever give. My thanks is eternal."
I knelt to eye level with him, and took his hand, lifting him to his feet. "No, don't thank me. There's other matters that are much more pressing. Vegeta is in grave danger, and he is currently in the claws of Lord Frieza. We have to help him."
A new fire shone in the king's cobalt eyes. "Yes! We will help him. I'll gather my elite at once!"
In mere minutes, the king had assembled the five men. Among those men, I soon found my father, Bardock, and my brother Raditz. Bardock led the troops.
"Brother, how are you? I haven't seen you in months!" Radtiz had exclaimed when he had spotted me.
"I'm fine, but we're on a mission right now. Can the pleasantries wait?" I said, motioning for everyone to put a hand on me.
"I'll IT to Frieza's ship, because we don't have much time."
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I had to get to Vegeta as fast as possible. Bulma stayed close behind me, her soft breathing the only sound I heard. Frieza's men had gone after the group of soldiers and the king, so they were preoccupied while I searched for my love.
"Frieza has his own room, and that's probably where he's taken Vegeta. I'll show you where it is, but I can't sense power like you can, so I won't be able to tell you who's in there." Bulma said, sneaking down the hall with the grace of a cat. "You'll be able to tell, though."
This ship was massive, but there was enough feeble light for my saiyan eyes to accustom to. A trail of Vegeta's musky odour had led us down a long hallway, to what looked like a very intricate door. I assumed that this was Frieza's chamber. And strange noises were coming from inside.
Tried the knob; locked. Throwing myself at the door, I demanded to be let in. "Open the door, you slimy bastard!" I screamed, punching the door, and only making a dent in the wood.
I stopped for a moment, to check the power levels of those inside. Three of them.
One was too powerful to be saiyan, and I guessed that it was Frieza. The next one was slightly less than mine, and I immediatly recognized the energy as Vegeta. The third confused me, though, as it was miniscule. Almost smaller than a Tuffle child. Saiyan cubs were strong as soon as they were born, so it wasn't a saiyan. But the energy was so saiyan-like, I had to wonder.
But then it hit me.
The mood swings, the strange sickness, the sensitivity, everything. Vegeta was pregnant. Vegeta was pregant with my baby. How could I not have sensed it before?
And my baby was in there with that tyrant. That tyrant wanted to hurt my baby.
The spike in my energy sent a shock wave blasting out from my body, and the door caved in with the force of it. I ascended, and let out a carnal roar of rage at the scene in from of me. Frieza was hunched over Vegeta, and attempting to unclothe him, despite Vegeta's tears and cries of protest.
Time seemed to move in slow motion as I walked forward, and Frieza eyes widened as he took in my super saiyan state. My golden tail lashed with fury behind me.
With dreamlike slowness, I wrapped my large hands around the monster's neck. "You...you will not harm my family." I managed to choke out, my voice shaking with rage. My power rose still, the anger boiling inside me.
And I snapped his neck. Snapped it right in half. The sickening crack was music to my ears, and I watched in satisfaction as his eyes rolled back in his head. Frieza was dead.
"Ka...Kakarott?" a feeble question sounded from behind me. I turned slowly, falling out of super saiyan. Vegeta had a gash above his eyebrow and a couple of bruises, but otherwise he looked fine. I bent down to button his shirt back up.
Then I rested a hand on his very slightly bulged stomach. Saiyans barely showed when pregnant, to protect the cub from enemies, so I would have had to look extremely close to see that Vegeta was indeed pregnant. No wonder I didn't know.
"'Geta..." I whispered, slowly rubbing at his belly. "Why didn't you tell me?"
He turned his head to look the other direction. "...I thought you'd be angry..."
I snorted in disbelief. Reached with my other hand, I lifted his chin for a deep kiss.
It was the most meaningful kiss of my life. There was so much passion and love in that kiss that I could feel it coursing through my veins.
"I could never be angry at you for something like this. I love you." I said softly.
He looked me in the eyes, and for the first time in a while, I saw that the feeling was mutual. "I love you too, Kaka."
My heart leaped in my chest. Happiness didn't even cover half of what I was experiencing. There was no word for this feeling.
But Vegeta's face scrunched for a moment, and his eyes were clouded with pain. "K..ka..kakarott! It's time!"
I knew what that meant. The baby was coming. My eyes widened, and I panicked. I had to get Vegeta back to Vegetasei. To a doctor. But what about everyone else?
"R-really? I'll get everyone else, and we'll go to Vegetasei. I have to-"
"No need," Bulma's voice said from behind me. The king, and my father and brother, and the rest of the troops were standing with her, and they were ready to go.
"We have to leave, now!" I said, picking Vegeta up and asking everyone to grab hold of me. Raising two fingers to my forehead, I IT'd out of there and into the palace.
WOOOT! MEGA CHAPPIE!
Did you looove it? I did. It was really fun to write, and I've been itching to get Vegeta's pregancy-reveal scene done for a while.
For those of you not familiar with saiyan pregnancy, it will all be explained in the next chapter. Keep reading, you guys! :)
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