Look what Love gave us.
Hey what's up? Nothing as much from my side. This is my first yaoi fic, so flames will be used to keep me warm during the harsh winter! BAWHAHAHA!!!
DISCLAIMER: It's clearly seen that I don't own the wonderful thing that we now call Dragonball Z, but hear my words I will someday! Just kidding! I also don't own the song "Enamorado por primera vez" by Enrique Iglesias. I kind of translated into English. ^_^
Warning: Ok, if you didn't read it in the beginning this is a yaoi fanfic. If you don't like it, plz leave now. I don't like people that read things that they don't like then end up flaming good work. I don't like tight asses that aren't able to open up their minds to something new. Ok, for people that actually like this kind of fanfics then welcome. This fic is Vegeta/Kakarroto. I love this couple! Lemon in this chapter. Bad Cindy-chan! :P
Short summary: It's been a prosperous and strong reign of King Vegeta. Although everything seems to be fine, Furiza shows his ugly face, looking for the best warriors. He has heard that there is Super Saiyajin among the strong warrior race of the Saiyajin, and wants to recruit that warrior on his army to take over the universe. But King Vegeta refuses, and now there's an ongoing war between the Saiyajins and Furiza's army. Furiza is stronger than a Super Saiyajin in this fic.
~ How much silence there is in this old room
Since you left me all alone in life
I keep waiting for life to change in my favor
And bring me back the passion that it stole from me~
The prince walked into the room, where the darkness welcomed him. His white and yellow suit was bathed in red crimson blood, and it also decorated his handsome face. The slide door quickly closed behind him, making the no Ouji shiver as he felt a cold wind brush against his back. Room was as big as a living room, where at the north wall there stood a king size bed with black covers and golden borders. Black pillows that matched the covers. A white transparent sheet that began at the top and separated to the four wooden sticks that surrounded the bed. At the west wall was the double mirror of their closet. Where inside both he and his mate kept all of their formal clothes, training wear, and fighting wear. At the east wall was the door to the luxurious bathroom, inside there was a big bathtub made out of marvel and golden borders; left to it the shower stall that was made out of jade and glass. The no Ouji and his mate occupied nothing that was personal, something that showed that the room belonged to them. Except for one thing, next to the double mirror stood a small dark wooded table that hold a picture of the two, where the prince stood tall and proud in front of the camera and behind him stood Kakarroto. He walked deeper into the darkness; he closed his night black eyes in pain as memories flashed in his mind.
FLAHSBACK…
The bed was surrounded with white and red candles. The light that they gave out played with two shadows that occupied the bed against the wall. The white transparent sheet covered the bed and trapped inside the two men, as they fulfilled each other's desires for one another. The one with the upswept hair that looked like fire gave the other man a passionate kiss. He slipped his tongue into the hot cavern that was Kakarroto, tasting his sweet taste. Both their tongues played for dominance of the other, something that was old as time itself. He sat on top of his perfect body, thinking how Asharith (goddess of war for the Saiyajin) had been able to give this wonderful creature the most perfect body. He departed and his breath became labored. The prince looked at his mate's passionate lidded black eyes, and knew exactly what he wanted. He began to land butterfly kisses in his throat and dismissed the urge to bite him hard and suckle upon his blood, descending rather quickly to Kakarroto's erected nipples. He took the left one in his mouth, wetting it with his hot tongue. Kakarroto let out a silent cry, and arched his body closer to the no Ouji. Vegeta changed his position to fully lay on top of his desire. His hard erected member rubbing against his mate's, making them want more from each other. Vegeta bit him playfully making him arched some more.
"Vegeta," Kakarroto moaned the name of his prince as he bit him again. The no Ouji moved to the other, wetting it and bit some more, making his mate's hard member want for some attention.
"Don't worry Kakarroto I'll get there," the no Ouji said with a husky voice as he let go of his lover's right nipple. Kakarroto in response shiver at the lost of heat. Vegeta licked the sweat that had formed at his lover's well-chiseled stomach, slowly working his way down to where a proud and needy cock stood. Vegeta looked up to meet his lover's gaze. There he found the love, passion, and lust that were now the wonderful scent that covered the entire room. He let out his tongue to lick the precum that was at the tip of his lover's head. Kakarroto bit his lips and kept a moan from escaping his throat. Vegeta gave his lover long licks, that began from the base to the tip.
"Vegetahhh," Kakarroto moaned as he buried his strong hands into the no Ouji's upswept mane. He closed his eyes and saw a burst of white behind them as the no Ouji took in his whole needy member. Vegeta's mouth worked wonders as he kept licking, and began to play with his sac. Kakarroto's hips began buck, but the prince kept them in place as he put his strong grip on them. Vegeta began to suck harder and kept taking in more of Kakarroto into his mouth. Kakarroto's legs began to tense, and Vegeta stopped his teasing. He looked up to meet the gaze of his lover, and saw a disappointed look in his heavy passion lidded eyes. The prince moved up and gave his lover another passionate kiss, letting the other taste himself in his mouth. Vegeta bit his lover's lower lip and drew blood from it. He suckled on the red liquid, tasting its metallic texture. He departed and began to prepare Kakarroto. Vegeta departed Kakarroto's legs and he put his erected member at the entrance of his mate's.
"Ahh," Kakarroto let out another moan as he felt the heat at the entrance. With a swift and quick move, he moved in the tight heat. Kakarroto let out a cry, mixed in pain and pleasure. Vegeta let out a silent cry as he felt the tight entrance surrounded his needy member. Vegeta opened his eyes, and saw salty tears ran down his lover's face. He leaned in and licked them away with his hot tongue. He whispered words of encouragement in his left ear. Then slowly he began to move in and out. Kakarroto moved his hips to move in the same rhythm as his prince. Both of the lovers began to pick up momentum in their lovemaking; one letting out cries of pleasure and the other crying out the other's name in request to go faster and harder. The prince's tail lashed behind him and wrapped itself around Kakarroto's still erected member, pumping it hard. They could feel it now; they both were going to reach their completion any minute now. As being the Saiyajins that they are, one began to move his hips faster against his prince's hard member; while the other began to pump his lover's cock faster. Kakarroto couldn't hold it much longer and came in his lover's tail and stomach, crying to the world his completion. The prince's lips were decorated with a smirk and he too came inside his mate. Without energy, he fell on top of his mate and heard the quick pace of Kakarroto's heart.
"I love you," said a voice from above him, he looked up and saw the love that filled Kakarroto's eyes. He moved closer and wrapped his arms around his mate, as though he would go away. Their lips met in a sweet and romantic kiss.
"I love you too, koi," he said as he put his head on his lover's chest and slowly both men began to drift into a peaceful sleep.
END OF FLASHBACK…
~How many wonderful moments you and me have lived
What I wouldn't give for this to end
I will keep on fighting for a solution
Even a blind man can see that you leaving me has been a big
Mistake ~
The ouji reopened his eyes, expecting to see his koi on the bed waiting for him to lay down with him. He stopped in front of the bed, and slowly walked to the right. Vegeta took in a deep breath, swearing he could still smell the scent of his Kakarroto. A quick move of his heel and he faced the east wall; Vegeta let his body drop on the bed and felt the silky covers on his buttocks. He hanged his head low and put his elbows on top of his well-shaped thighs. With his right hand, he began to strip his blood stained glove from his left hand. Vegeta lowered his torso towards the ground, with his bare left hand and his gloved right hand he began to pull off his right white boot that was now stained with dirt and sprinkles of red. When he took off his boots and his blood stained gloves, he slowly began to strip off his yellow-crimson stained armor and his latex navy blue suit. In his birthday suit, he slowly walked to the door and into the bathroom. He opened the left crystal door, stepped in and with a small amount of his strength he gave a twist of the left handle; letting the hot water shower his blood stained face and the scent of death. He twisted the right handle just a bit; leveling out the temperature of the water. Vegeta embraced the warmth and put his strong hands on the wall in front of him; letting his weight on to his hands. He let his head hang low, once again a rush of memories rushed in his mind.
FLASHBACK…
The no Ouji paced back and forth in front of his room; making the cape on his back flutter. He was loosing his patience and his father knew it.
"Calm down son, everything is ok," said Vegeta no Ou as he kept his eyes on the very impatient no Ouji. He knew his son very well, it was like seen himself back to his youth. It was amazing how everything changed in one year's time. He had been forcing his son to take up a mate, but the no Ouji had refused to get one. The king kept pressuring the soon-to-be king, but all Vegeta no Ouji did was ignore every warning. One day he told his son that there would be a tournament; the winner would be the no Ouji's mate. Of course Vegeta was outraged, he kept saying how this was a blow to his pride, and kept telling the king to reconsider about the tournament. Vegeta no Ouji was able to twist the king's arm, but there was catch. If Vegeta didn't pick a mate between two full moons then the tournament would be held. Then out of the blue, news got to the king that the prince had been looking at possible mate, and then BAM! The no Ouji made his claim and now it looked like his son's mate was having a brat of his own. Well, he wasn't sure about that, but something inside, we could say its like a grandparent thing, told him that it might be true. He wasn't ready to tell his son about the 'telling' because if he did the no Ouji would probably freak out. He was so proud of his son, too bad his mother didn't live long enough to see the day they would become grandparents. The queen had died when the no Ouji had barely turned five years old, something the royal physician called Pestoa. He said it was a disease that invaded the brain and slowly killed the person.
"Dawn it Vegeta can't you just stay still!" he said as he grabbed his son's cape and tugged on it to stop the no Ouji. Vegeta let a growl escape his throat and gave his father a look that sent chilly daggers. The king didn't back away and threw an ice glare back at the no Ouji. Both looked at each other with defiance glares for what it seemed to be like hours but it was more like seconds. The door to their right whooshed opened and the royal physician stepped out of the room and looked at father and son throwing daggers at each other with their eyes. The man was small, had gray hair, and beard. His eyes were dark brown and his skin was pale like paper. He was wearing a dark blue robe that hanged loosely on his petite body and a dark red turtleneck.
"Um, excuse me your majesty," the man cleared his throat and made father and son look in his direction. Both king and prince looked to their right and saw the man standing a couple of paces away from them. Vegeta quickly walked over to the small man.
"So what's wrong with Kakarroto?" he asked with the impatience of a small child waiting to be told to open his Christmas presents. The man looked from son to father, then gave the king a small nod. The king gave a smirk and folded his arms in front of his chest. So it was true. Vegeta grabbed the man by the collar, shook him violently, and lifted him off the floor.
"Tell what the hell is wrong with Kakarroto dawn it!" he said as he made the man look at him instead of his father. The nerve of this guy, he was royalty too even though he was not yet the king he still deserved the respect of this old man.
"For Asharith's sake Vegeta let go of Torec will you," said the king, as he made the no Ouji let go of the blue robes of the old Saiyajin. The no Ouji let him down to the floor and threw him a glared that clearly said "Tell me now or I'll just blast you to Hell." The man dusted himself off and cleared his throat before he began.
"My dear Prince, it seems that your mate won't be able to be training or would he be able to travel with you to planet Eido," said the man as he held his gaze with the no Ouji. Vegeta's face quickly flashed fear and then in a milli second it flashed anger. His eyebrows knitted together.
"Why the fuck not?" he asked with a very angry tone in his voice. He wasn't liking this.
"Because he's expecting a brat," the king said from behind the prince. Vegeta no Ouji turned to see his father, giving him a look that said 'you're fucking kidding me right?'
"That's right your majesty, I told Kakarroto that he needs rest. Now if my King or Prince don't need me for something else I have more patients to attend to," he said as he gave a bow to the King that was facing him. Vegeta no Ou gave him a nod and the small man left father and son behind in the hall.
"What?" Vegeta no Ouji said as a look a disbelief crossed his eyes. It was unbelievable. He couldn't believe what he just heard. He wasn't sure what to do, either be happy or be
pissed off.
"Well, I have to go now my son," said the no Ou as he walked passed the prince. Leaving him to think about what was he going to do with Kakarroto. "I suggest you get your sorry ass in there and congratulate your mate for having a brat," the king said as he disappeared from the hall. Vegeta took his time, he didn't want to barge in there and say something that he might regret. Not that he mind, but Kakarroto now was a little too sensitive. He knew male Saiyajins were able to have offspring, because of this it made them more like females for nine months. He had learned that when he was like fifteen years old from his father. The royal family didn't need to hire teachers to teach their offspring, because everything that was taught was passed down from generation to generation. Vegeta pushed the red button beside the door and opened it. He peered inside and saw his lover sound asleep on the bed. He quietly walked in not wanting to wake him, or rather ~they~, up. He made his way to the left side of the bed and saw how Kakarroto's chest fell and rise with every breath he took. His koi was covered with the black sheets up to his waist, his hands were scattered away from his body. Vegeta lowered himself to his knees, took one of his lover's warm hands into his, and brought it up to his cheek.
"For Asharith's sake Kakarroto, why did you have to get pregnant now?" he asked as he brushed the hand against his cold cheek; he closed his coal eyes as he felt it touch his cheek. He did want brats, but not now, not when there was a war going on. It only made things more complicated.
"It's not all my fault you know," said a hoarse voice from the bed, "You're the hormonal one." Vegeta shot his eyes open as he heard that part. The nerve of Kakarroto! He wasn't sure why the man was still alive.
"Excuse me?" he asked with a tone that meant that he was loosing his cool. Even though he did love his koi, he was still able to kick his ass if he pushed him to such limits.
"Well, yeah. You're the one that wants to have sex every day not me," he said as he opened his chocolate eyes and met his prince's eyes. "Not that I didn't enjoy it, but it's true you know." Vegeta was ready to pounce on Kakarroto, but he knew he was telling the truth and felt a blush crept on his cheeks.
'Fuck I hate it when you're right!' he screamed in his mind and mentally kicked Kakarroto in the shin as though he was a little boy. Kakarroto heard the prince from the mental bond they shared.
"I know, why do you think I'm rubbing it in your face," Kakarroto said with a goofy smile on his face. Vegeta just let go of his hand, lift himself up, and gave him a look that if looks could kill Kakarroto would've been dead in one second.
"Oh, come on 'Geta. Don't get mad, you know I'm just playing with you," he said as he tried to get up. Vegeta gently pushed him back down to the bed.
"Torec said you need rest, didn't you listen to him?" he said as he sat next to his koi and began to place Kakarroto's head on his right thigh. Kakarroto made himself comfortable and laid down on his prince's well muscled leg. Vegeta began to dig his strong fingers into Kakarroto's crazy do. The no Ouji leaned in and landed a butterfly kiss on his koi's forehead.
"You don't want the baby to be born Vegeta?" Kakarroto asked with a hurtful tone in his voice. Vegeta kept raking his fingers through his wild mane.
"Of course I want it to be born, koi," Vegeta said as he laid his head on top of Kakarroto and wrapped his arms around his love. "It's just that it's not a good time."
END OF FLASHBACK…
~Because you are only for me and with one look
I fell in love with you
I only live for you since the moment I laid eyes on you ~
The prince quickly rinsed the shampoo from his upswept hair, and rubbed some soap in his strong hands. He grabbed his furry red-brown tail and took his time to clean it. After all, thanks to it he was able to attract his beloved.
'Dawn it, everything reminds me about you Kakarroto,' he taught as he rubbed his hands against his furry length; taking out the foamy soap. He gave a twist of the right handle and then of the left one. Vegeta opened the right crystal door and grabbed the towel that was hanging on the wall to his right. He began with his calves and his thighs. Vegeta quickly moved to his well-shaped torso and finished with his jet-black hair; wrapping the wet towel around his waist . He walked out and felt the warm white carpet under his feet. The no Ouji walked to white washed cabinets, felt the cold floor under his feet, and ran up his legs, quickly running up his spine. He quickly shivered and kept walking. Vegeta opened the right door, inside laid some neat folded gi pants and shirts. He grabbed a red baggy gi pants and a black baggy shirt. With a flick of his right hand index finger, the towel fell to the freezing floor below. The no Ouji quickly pulled the right leg of the gi pants through his leg and quickly pulled in his left leg. When he pulled them up to his waist, he quickly pulled on his black shirt and grabbed his the towel from the floor. With the twist of his heels, he turned and walked to the door leading to the main room. Vegeta put the towel in the small white hamper and quickly walked out. As soon as he walked out, he heard a knock come from his door.
"Come in," he said as he walked towards the door on his right. The door quickly opened with a swoosh and their stood a servant. He had dark brown hair that was tied back in a ponytail at the nape, he had midnight black eyes, and he wore a navy blue pants and a red top combined with white yellowed boots.
"Forgive me sire, do you wish to eat with the King tonight?" he said as he bent down, giving the no Ouji his respect. Vegeta thought about it for a while, and then shook his head slowly.
"No, tell my father I have lost my appetite for tonight," he said as mentioned the servant to leave and gave his back to the servant.
"Please forgive me sire, but it's been a month since you haven't come out of your chambers unless you train or go out to win territory for the kingdom…" the servant was cut short as he saw the no Ouji stop and quickly walk back in front of the young boy.
"Tell my father that I don't have an appetite, and to stop sending people to come and fetch me. I know when dinner is ready," he said as he closed the door in front of the very surprised young boy. Vegeta walked cross the room, stopping in front of the black-covered bed. He put his left knee up, feeling the silk covers and crawled in from there. He was on all four and little hentai images flashed in his mind; he then felt blood rushed up to his cheeks. Vegeta quickly pulled the covers and crawled inside covers; making him a sandwich between the soft bed and covers. The no Ouji closed his coal eyes and as soon as his eyelids closed sleep conquered his senses.
DREAM…
'Oh yes come to me little ones,' the voice called from the darkness. Vegeta made a complete turn but he seemed to be surrounded by pure black.
'Come to me little ones,' the voice called out again, sending shivers up and down his spine. He tried to yell out, but seemed to be mute. He began to fly towards the direction of the voice, but was stopped when two small children appeared out of nowhere. One of them was a little boy, with upswept hair and chocolate melted eyes. The other one was a little girl, with jet-black hair and coal eyes. Both were dressed in a latex navy blue suit and a yellow white suit with the red royal symbol of Vegetasei on the right side of the armor.
'The brats,' he thought as he stopped in midair and descended slowly to the 'ground'. He cocked his to the right in curiosity, he examined them and noticed how the little boy had his hair, his gaze, but had Kakarroto's colored eyes. The little girl had Kakarroto's hair, gaze, but had Vegeta's coal eyes and build. He began to walk forward, but every step he took, the kids grew older by a year. Vegeta's eyes made a frown, and kept walking until he stopped a couple of paces in front of them. The boy seemed to have grown into a young man, he guessed an eighteen year-old kid, he still had the gaze, but his hair was a bit shorter than Vegeta's with a bang hanging from his forehead to his left eye. The girl seemed the same age, her gaze was still the same, her hair was short; up to her jaw line. He felt ki rise in front of him, and out of the blue both of them turned Super Saiyajin 2 in front of the prince.
"Don't worry father we will fix everything, we wont' let that tyrant take you away from tousan, or us," they said in unison as they flew up and past the very surprised no Ouji. He quickly turned and faced the white iceling, Furiza.
END OF FLAHSBACK…
~So many promises left undone
They have become dreams with no end
But I keep insisting that you will one day come back
I bring us back our happiness~
The no Ouji shot his eyes opened, his breath was elaborated, and was able to hear his heart pound in his ears.
"What the hell was that?" he whispered in the dark. He hated all of this; not being able to know anything about Kakarroto or the brats. He didn't know if they were ok, or at the mercy of Furiza. But he had to go on, fight another day for his future, for his happiness, and to win back his beloved.
Author's notes: ok so far it kind of sounds weird, but give me more time and I'll explain what's going on. Why Kakarroto is not with his beloved prince and why he keeps saying that he would keep on fighting as long as his koi is sound and safe. Well, I'll try to update next week with the second chapter. Review and tell me what you think about it. Remember flames are welcome as long as they don't say something about you don't like Kakarroto/Gokou and Vegeta being gay. Later.