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Pairing: Goku/Kagome/Vegeta
Rated: M (dark themes, language) EDITED version
"What's taking them so long?" Trunks cursed, staring with hard eyes at the door of the Room of Spirit and Time, "Cell has just powered up even more and Father doesn't stand a chance!"
"It won't be long now," Gohan tried to reassure himself and everyone else by attempting to remain calm and level-headed, "Dad and Kagome should be out any time now!" He glanced down to the floor, feeling his body tremble under the force of Cell's newly found energy.
"That isn't good enough!" Trunks snarled, clenching his fists as he glared at nothing in particular, "Cell's achieved his perfect form and we're just sitting here doing nothing!" He paced impatiently as Gohan watched helplessly.
"But there's... nothing we can do..." He pointed out quietly, feeling completely useless, "Right now – we don't stand a chance against Cell." He quickly glanced up again when he felt a surge of Ki swirl in front of him, "Trunks-san?" He watched as the future boy's hair stood up on end and shone a golden colour.
"I'm going!" Trunks stated in an no-argument tone, "I'm not going to just sit here and allow my Father to be killed!" With that, the half-breed Saiyan disappeared from his spot as Gohan and Bulma gasped.
"Trunks, don't go!" Bulma loudly sniffled, looking rather frightened at the thought of her son leaving to fight with that monster. Her arms tightened around her infant child as she looked helplessly at the ground with slight tears forming in her big blue eyes.
"Dad," Gohan whimpered, leaning forlornly against the door that contained his father and mentor, "Please, hurry up!"
~00~
'This heat,' Kagome thought with a frown, feeling the sweat lightly drip down the side of her face, 'It's lasting a longer than last time,' She sighed, eyeing Goku as he preformed a set of practice moves over and over again in his Super Saiyan form, 'And it's distracting me from doing my best...'
"Kagome," Goku relaxed from his offensive stance, glancing curiously at the female, "Would you like to train with me?" He asked kindly, though his warm smile turned a bit concerned when she didn't answer him right away, "Are you still in pain?"
"Yes," Kagome shortly answered, rubbing at her stomach where she felt a pain that simply refused to die down, "It just doesn't seem to be letting up, even though you ripped off my tail." She said in frustration.
Goku looked away uncomfortably, not too sure what to do because he knew exactly what Kagome unconsciously craved, "Do you... want me to help again?" He asked hesitantly, feeling his face heat up when Kagome eyed him intently, "I don't mind if you don't." He added quickly, unable to meet her eyes with his own.
"I don't want to bother you anymore," Kagome said bluntly, completely oblivious to Goku's embarrassment at her forward words, "Despite what my body is telling me," She hummed thoughtfully, staring attentively at her fellow warrior, "I don't want to put you in another uncomfortable situation, anyhow." She sighed.
"U-uh, n-no!" Goku waved his arms around, "I-it's okay, really! I don't want you to feel pain if I can make it leave," He scratched his cheek demurely, "And, uhh – well..." He trailed off, unable to say the words out loud.
"Kakarott," Kagome blinked, able to smell the slightly heated scentl emitting from the armour-clad Saiyan, "Are you in pain?" She asked seriously, "I know it's my fault if you are."
"You don't need to worry about that," Goku laughed nervously, "I can't help it! Even when I was with Chichi – it's just been so long..." He stopped, feeling far too shamed to say anymore.
"You helped me," Kagome pointed out, slowly moving forward, "And I'll do anything for you. My scent is bothering you," She sighed heavily, "I want to repay you back for earlier."
"I-I think we need to focus on training," Goku slightly stammered, feeling that strange self-conscious feeling once again and he just wasn't completely sure why his heart was hammering in his chest, "We don't have that much longer to–!"
"Kakarott," Kagome smiled softly, "It's all right, you know. I'm not inexperienced and I'm willing to help you. Just let me help," She gently pleaded, "Don't worry about anything." She repeated his earlier words.
"I know," Goku swallowed roughly, "I know what your life must have been like before you met me, with my brother and Nappa all over you," His fingers shook, clenched, and unclenched, "You didn't have a choice, then. And Vegeta – I know he didn't do anything to help you. I-I don't want to be like him."
"Moron," Kagome fondly rolled her blue eyes, "You're right; I didn't have a choice back then," She said calmly, smiling encouragingly, "But this is my choice now. I'm willing to help you."
"Are you sure?" Goku asked carefully, tensing as he felt Kagome's arms wrap around his waist and she stepped closer to press her chest into his back, "This..." He swallowed again, shuddering lightly as Kagome's hand gingerly trailed up and down on his stomach, drawing untraceable patterns.
.
.
.
"Y-you didn't have to do that," Goku finally said after catching his breath, "I didn't want to force you to–" She sharply interrupted before he could even finish his sentence.
"I wasn't forced to do anything," Kagome sighed, "I wanted to do that for you."
Goku frowned lightly at her, "No, it's more than that," He said in low tones, "It's more than just that," He wanted to smile at her look of surprise, "You mean more to me than that. It'll be more than just meaningless sex – Chichi calls it 'making love'."
Kagome blinked, "That's an odd way to put it," She shrugged, wondering if she would ever understand Earthlings and their strange slang, "I've never heard such a term before."
"It doesn't surprise me," Goku sighed, frowning again when he thought about Kagome's past, "How Radditz and Nappa forced you, I guess you could never know anything other than rape and force," His fingers unconsciously clenched at the thought of her unwillingness, "I could never do that to you."
Kagome looked away with embarrassment, unsure how to respond because she even knew that she was rather awkward in these types of lovey-dovey situations. She, like Vegeta, preferred it to be just straight forward violence because she knew how to handle it.
This... she just didn't know what to do or say.
"Kagome," Goku smiled warmly, resting his hands on her shoulders and tightening them fondly, "I want you to kiss me."
And Kagome knew that kisses were a symbol of great affection between close ones and generally weren't practised among the Saiyan species.
She really had no idea how to even do it...
~00~
Vegeta smirk, arrogantly crossing his arms over his armoured chest, "It would appear that you are nothing special, even in this perfect form of yours." He eyed Cell, seeing that he had gotten a bit smaller with his transformation and even appeared more human-like.
"Well, then," Cell smirked back, flexing his arms and legs, "Would you like to assist me in warming up?" He asked in a seemingly polite tone.
"Very well," Vegeta agreed, "I'll destroy you during this 'warm-up' of yours," He stated haughtily, shifting into an offensive position, just as Cell did, "This won't take long."
The Saiyan prince widened his eyes slightly and barely managed to dodge the blow that Cell put out by flipping over the Android, "It would seem that your power-up was no exaggeration," He noted, seeing that Cell was much faster than before, "But it's still nothing!" He threw out a flurry of punches, his frustration beginning to well up as his enemy blocked each and every one of them.
Both Krillin and the damaged No. 16 could only watch helplessly as the two easily damaged the surroundings with their power; shattering the scenery like mere child's toys.
"Think you can run from me?" Vegeta growled, hitting Cell with numerous Ki blasts as he was enveloped in a fiery blast of smoke. He smirked darkly, sure that Cell had taken massive damage from his attack. However, his smirk vanished when the smoke did, revealing absolutely nothing in its wake.
"As I expect from you, Vegeta," Cell's voice sounded behind him, "That attack was excellent! It would have worked on anyone else." He taunted, staying on guard when Vegeta started to tremble in rage.
"Don't you take me lightly!" Vegeta snapped, releasing even more energy blasts faster than the human eye could see, "Take this!" Each blast hit Cell with perfect accuracy, though it seemed to have no real effect on the Android.
"Damn you!" Vegeta snapped, exploding in a rage of power, though losing sight of Cell in his temper. He glanced around, gasping in pain when he felt a leg strike him in the back. He instantly regained his footing, glaring hatefully at Cell, "You are no different than before! Show me this power of your perfect form!"
"Well, if you insist," Cell shrugged, reappearing behind Vegeta before he could even notice. His head barely moved as Vegeta slammed his boot into it, reacting instinctively before Cell could attack him, "Is this all you have?" He taunted, cracking his neck as Vegeta widened his eyes in shock, "Super Vegeta?"
'I hit him right in his vital point,' Vegeta thought, 'That kick had the power of my entire body behind it and yet it did nothing?' He grit his teeth, 'Why didn't it do anything?'
"What's wrong, Vegeta?" Cell asked teasingly, "You should smile," He snickered, sending Vegeta through many layers of rocks with just one little kick and watching as the Saiyan landed roughly in a nearby lake, "This fight is becoming dull."
"C-Cell's too powerful," Krillin stammered, taking a step back from his place of view, "Even Vegeta stands no chance!" He stated fearfully, blinking and tensing when he felt another power come from the sky, "That's... Trunks!" He noted, spotting the half-breed coming towards them at an incredible speed while in his Super Saiyan form, "Has he already been in the Room of Spirit and Time?"
"Oh?" Cell would have raised a brow if he had one, eyeing Trunks when he landed protectively in front of Vegeta's fallen form, "Trunks, is it?" He smirked, "Perhaps you will give me more of a fight than Vegeta did. However, I grow bored with you all."
"Father!" Trunks called out in concern, looking behind him as Vegeta slowly crawled out from the water, "Are you all right?" He asked, watching as Vegeta shook the water from his golden hair.
"Don't you dare interfere," Vegeta snarled, glaring hatefully at his future son, "You fucking little brat!"
"Before we part ways, I must thank you, Vegeta," Cell said, "Your foolishness has allowed me to achieve my perfect form! Now, you will have the honour of dying by my hand!"
Vegeta struggled to his feet as Cell charged, though Trunks wouldn't have any of it, "I won't allow it!" The half-Saiyan shouted, rushing forwards to protect his father with everything he had, even though he knew he would not stand any chance against Cell if Vegeta couldn't. He gasped in pain, feeling Cell's arm snap through his armour like a knife through soft butter and ripping out his back.
"You scum," Cell sneered, enjoying the feel of Trunks' blood on his arm as he pulled his arm back out, ripping a few vital internal organs in the process, "Such a useless gesture."
Vegeta watched with shocked eyes as Trunks spat up blood, falling to the ground in what seemed like slow motion and finally landing in a heap. He gasped deeply, his chest heaving up and down a few times before it stopped completely.
Mirai Trunks was dead...
~00~
"N-no!" Gohan inhaled sharply, choking on the air as Trunks' Ki seemed to vanish from his senses, "Trunks-san!" He called out, trembling as tears formed in his eyes.
"What? W-what is it?" Bulma asked in a highly fearful tone, "D-don't tell me...!" She gasped, covering her mouth in horror as Gohan looked helplessly to the ground, not answering her, "N-no, it can't be!" She said desperately, squeezing Baby Trunks tightly and not hearing his pained cries, "I-it's just not possible...!"
"Dad!" Gohan pounded on the door to the Room of Spirit and Time with his fists until they bled, "Where are you? What are you doing?" He cried out, leaning his head feebly against the door while the tears dripped down his face and to the ground, "Kagome..." He whimpered.
He gasped when the door abruptly opened, pushing him back and causing him to fall to his behind on the harsh floor. He glanced up with wide eyes, seeing two pairs of boots step in front of him, "D-Dad! Kagome!" He sniffled in relief, trembling like a leaf as the two Saiyans smirked down at him, "Y-you're finally...!"
"Gohan!" Goku greeted warmly, "I'm sorry we took so long!" He stated apologetically, blinking when he noticed that there were tear tracks on his son's face, "What's wrong?"
Kagome's hand fell from her unconscious hold on her stomach as she looked up with widened blue eyes, not feeling something that she should, "Trunks! Why can't I feel Trunks' Ki?"
Gohan glanced away with glassy eyes, sniffling loudly as Goku, Kagome, and Bulma all inhaled sharply at his next words.
"He's dead. Cell killed him."
