I don't own Dragonball, Dragonball Z or Dragonball GT. They belong to their appropriate owners.
There is violence, some situation related to rape, strong language, and probably lemon in future chapters (if there will be some)
"I couldn't tell him no"
by Channonix
Part II
"embrace of death"
Gokou landed beside Vejita's motionless body, powering down to Super Saiya-jin. Vejita was lying there, unconscious. His hair was black, as usual, his little body was covered in debris from the Gravity Room, blood seeping from his fists and the corner of his mouth. He knelt down beside him. The worst was the wound in his stomach he himself had caused. It was revealing his guts and there was a lot of blood.
"Why, Vejita ?" he asked the unconscious prince.
He was beaten up quite badly himself, but he wasn't paying any attention to his own wounds and pain at all. He had Chi-Chi. She would scream her throat out at him for ripping his new gi, but she would clean and dress his cuts and she would ask if he were all right.
Vejita had no one, anymore. He had had Bulma, but he lost her. He then wondered if she was okay. He looked down at Vejita once again, then stood up, preparing to blast into the sky.
"Kakka... rotsu..."
Gokou turned, hearing the silent, weak voice. Vejita woke up and tried to rest on his hands and look up.
"Why... are... you... that strong... damn... How... is it possible... that... you use... your... full potential... Your... full... fucking... potential... that... nothing separates... you... from your... power..." He vomited on the ground dark, almost brown, blood.
"I just don't have any barriers at all. If I feel something, I just say it and do it. I don't pretend I'm someone else, as you do. I don't try to be mad killer when I'm a good guy deep inside. I would never hurt Chi-Chi."
"That... has something to... do... with that weird feeling... you, weaklings... call love..."
"It has, Vejita. I thought you loved Bulma. Apparently, I've mistaken you. I won't let you harm my best friend any more."
"Take the annoying baka... if you want... I would...have never... became her mate... if... she... hadn't turned... out pregnant..."
"You lie, Vejita."
"No... I don't... You think... I'm so soft ? I won't... be... Ever..." He vomited again, then coughed up more blood and laughed with terrible, mocking laughter. "Only you're so... You're not... worthy... to be called Saiya-jin... or... to be called... man... I wonder sometimes... where... your balls are... Kakkarotsu..."
Gokou blasted into the sky, still hearing his mad laughter behind him. What had suddenly gotten into Vejita ? He was rude, he was cold, but he hadn't been evil for ten years now. How could that change one day ?
Vejita laughed for a long time until he ran out of the strength to do so anymore. Then, dried of all energy, he stopped. He felt his life power leaking from him like liquid from a broken glass. He tried to rest his head on his hands, to keep it above all the blood and vomit that was around, and nearly succeeded. His condition was bad, very bad. His guts were coming out of him, he was losing blood at top speeds, and sweet oblivion was taking him into its embrace. He was dying.
Kakkarotsu gave him a mortal blow with such ease... He had lost, once
again... Damn... Damn low classed baka... Damn his fucking fate...
He vomited again, becoming weaker and weaker. He wouldn't last much
longer. He knew that if someone didn't help him, he would die in a matter
of minutes. He knew deep inside that Kakkarotsu wouldn't help him anymore
and would stop his brat from coming here. Bulma was in trauma so she wouldn't
persuade him, no one else knew, no one else would do anything else seeing
him like that than finish him off. So this was what his end would be like
? Pitiful... Pathetic... Damn...
"Vejita-san ?"
He heard a childish voice behind him. So this time, before it all would end at Enma Daio's, he would hear voices and see things ?
"Are you hurt ?" asked the little girl Bra's age, six or seven years old, kneeling beside him to see him closely. He could have sworn he had seen her before, somewhere, some time... She had straight, black hair and deep, black eyes. The way she moved, as a warrior, and the little brown tail swaying behind her told him she was Saiya-jin. Little Saiya-jin female...
"What... are you... doing here... chibi ?" He managed to ask, coughing up blood between words. She wasn't afraid of it as she should be, being just a little kid. But yet again, she was Saiya-jin, not human.
"Poppa said Grandpa wasn't okay and went to find him and see if he's okay or not, and I went behind him and then he was angry at me for going behind him and said for me to land here and wait for him here. Does it hurts that you have your guts on the ground ?"
Wait... What was she talking about ? Her father and grandfather were supposed to be here as well... Suddenly, the realization struck his dazed mind, this was Kakkarotsu's brat's brat. He had seen her once or twice before when she had been much younger.
"Does it hurt ?" She repeated her question.
"Yeah... like hell..." he said with much more difficulty than he excepted. He had maybe one more minute left and this little Saiya-jin was the only witness of his death... And she didn't even understand what was going on, watching him with perfectly innocent eyes only a little child like her could have, cuddled and spoiled by everyone since her birth.
"If you're hurt, my poppa can help you, he's a doctor."
He couldn't answer her, he was already too weak. But he managed to smile gently at her, like he always did at his daughter. He saw her smiling back at him through his blurred vision. He heard his heart pounding in his chest and slowing its pace. Then he saw Nappa, sitting beside a fire on some alien planet. He was talking about old times, when Vejita-sei hadn't been destroyed, with a gentle expression deep in his dark eyes. Talking about Saiya-jin females and about that weird connection that could appear between two Saiya-jin mates, when their souls, life forces, and ki were merging into one... Then he remembered hearing Nappa talk about that before when they both were alive years ago, but back then he judged the information as useless since no Saiya-jin females lived through Vejita-sei's extinction...
Then he felt himself being shaken by tiny hands, and there wasn't anything he could do about it. He heard her telling him to wake up, but it wasn't possible anymore. Then he felt power radiating from her little hands into his body and bringing him back to consciousness, if only for a moment. Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked up into her frightened face. There was something he could do to gain enough life force to get to one of the regeneration tanks Bulma kept in the Capsule building...
"Chibi... Do you want to... help me ?" he asked, trying hard to focus on her blurred image.
"Yes." she answered with that silent, childish voice of hers.
He managed to smile at her again, then reached one bloody hand up and rested it on her shoulder. Holding onto it, he raised his head to her eye level, drawing his face so close to hers their noses where almost touching. She looked at him with sudden suspicion in her eyes. She had been told many times not to trust strangers. Was Vejita-san a stranger ? His hot breath was on her face, she felt uneasy and fearful. She trembled viscously, he felt it under his hands.
"Don't be afraid... chibi... I... will do something to you... that will hurt... but not much... you're Saiya-jin... you'll stand it... or else... I'll die... You want to... save me... right ?"
She stood there still not making a move or a sound. He saw her eyes, filled with fear. He bet the same fear had been in his eyes when Freeza had been about to rape him for the first time, when he had been merely her age. She trembled again when he moved his hand from her shoulder to the base of her tiny neck. Then he removed his hand on her neck by his mouth and she froze losing her breath. He got all the strength that was in his dying body and plunged his teeth into her shoulder, breaking smooth skin and drawing blood. Her eyes filled with pure terror when he continued to lick the wound and drank her clear sweet blood...
"Chibi... You have to... do the same to me... Bite me... like that...," he whispered in her ear with a harsh voice, having a hard time breathing, and still choking some more of her blood down hoping it would save him like some magic elixir. "Come... on... chibi..."
She didn't move. Damn dumb brat... She had to drink his blood as well to make the bond between them complete. He wasn't sure it would work anyway without sexual intercourse before hand...
"Come... on... chibi...," he repeated almost desperately "Bite my...
fucking neck... or else I'll... snap yours in half... or..."
He ravaged her tiny lips despite her moaning of protest.
"... I'll tell... your poppa... what we were... doing together... and he... will never want to... see you again..." He felt something snapping inside him when he repeated Freeza's words, years ago directed to him, to make her obey him. But only one thing was important to him at the moment. He persuaded her. He felt her little teeth sucking into his shoulder with force he hadn't expected in her little body, ripping his muscle to pieces, drawing fountains of blood and still giving him some pleasure he knew should be there, but damn, he didn't want it.
"Drink it... chibi..."
She choked on some of his blood and he let her go. She fled, flying away several meters before falling out of the sky like a bird wounded by a gunshot. Slight blue light enveloped them both when they merged into one. Vejita felt a rush of new strength coming to his body along with sweet memories of her beautiful childhood filling his mind. She screamed in agony, laying on the ground from the physical and mental pain she now shared with Vejita, seeing his memories full of blood, violence and hate. She screamed at the moment her hair turned golden and her eyes turquoise, her transformation fueled by his ki she now shared with him as well.
Vejita lifted himself on his hands and dragged his beaten lower body to the Capsule building, towards the infirmary and regeneration tanks. Nappa hadn't lied to him. They somehow merged and he has part of her life force. The union would last forever. What was he supposed to do with it later ? Would he need that brat near him ? He dismissed all thoughts for a moment, concentrating on crawling into one of the regeneration tanks. He felt chibi's struggling at the edge of his self. Then the consciousness left him as green liquid enveloped him in its embrace.
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Read "Farewell, Vejita !", please... (it should be somewhere above,
since it's V/P as well)