Chapter 8: Alone with you
After Vegeta had passed through the gate, he found himself in an unexpected landscape. No clouds, no angels (which he hadn't expected seriously), but indeed there was almost no difference to the place he had just come from. He stood maybe one meter (a few feet?) away from a broad path, surrounded by – ewww – fields with flowers. Ah, these pest plants better not be the only difference to hell.
What a great start, he thought to himself and turned around. The gate had disappeared. Weird. But on the other hand he had no ambitions to return to Enma or even hell whatsoever. Here there was at least a normal sky, which was cloudy at the moment.
He knelt down and laid down the man in his arms for a moment. Vegeta looked around himself, tried to sense other energies nearby. Nothing! So, what was he supposed to do now? Was he supposed to haul this idiot who-knew-where to? No way! Kakarott should do that himself. "Hey, Kakarott!", he barked and tried to shake the unconscious. "Wake up, you fool. You're overweight! I will NOT carry you anywhere!"
No reaction. Vegeta bent down and lifted the lifeless body over his shoulder to carry Kakarott on his back. "Stupid, lazy idiot!", he scolded, yet started to walk slowly. Stupid Kakarott! I wish I still were in hell! I hate these stupid plants! And this is all the moron's fault! I thought this was heaven. Then WHY do I have to FUCKING carry a dead fatso?!
While Vegeta was still cursing his fate (and just everything else that came to his mind), the heavy Saiyajin on his back moaned quietly. Hot breath grazed his neck and then Kakarott muttered: "Mmmh… where am I?"
"In Disneyworld!", Vegeta barked ironically and stopped. "In heaven, what do you think, baka?"
Strong arms embraced the prince's body and he heard the other whisper against his ear: "Is this a dream, Vejita?"
"No! And now get off me! Now!" Relieved, Vegeta felt how Kakarott let go of him and slid down from his back.
Offended the prince crossed his arms in front of his chest, while Goku was still trying to grasp what was going on. Then, when he'd gathered himself, he asked: "Is this really true? We are in heaven?"
"Yeaaah.", Vegeta replied. He was about to loose his temper. And that even though he felt even a little insecure. After everything that had happened, he would have preferred not to face Kakarott.
But Kakarott didn't leave him the choice, he asked stupidly: "But why are you here? I mean… I cannot believe it… you…", he finally calmed down a little, at least enough to get out a clear sentence: "You are really allowed to stay in heaven???"
"Exactly.", Vegeta nodded and the next moment Kakarott threw his arms around his neck and pressed himself to the prince's compact figure. "I'll explain everything to you some other time, okay?"
"Oh, Vejita, I'm so glad, I'm really glad for you.", he pressed his head against the prince's shoulder and muttered into his shirt: "And for myself too." This situation was quite uncomfortable for Vegeta, but it went even worse! Goku suddenly pulled back and stared into his eyes. "Vejita… I…" Vegeta froze, when the other's lips came closer to his. Was Kakarott trying to… But he could not move, nor say a word. Why?? Only a few more inches…
"Goku-chaaaaan!!!"
The two had never moved so fast. They jumped away from each other quickly. Vegeta sighed, partly in relief, and partly – even though it was hard to confess it – in disappointment. On the small path a handful of people showed up and they were familiar. He recognized Bulma, the infinite loser Yamcha, der three-eyed jerk who's name he had forgotten, and a few others, including Kakarott's shrewish wife.
In an instant they were, or actually Goku was, surrounded by their friends. Chichi threw herself at him and yelled: "Goku, I thought I'd never see you again! How could you do such a stupid thing, I don't understand…" Vegeta did not feel like listening to her chatting. This was his chance to escape the actually unavoidable confrontation, so he turned away from the scene and stared to walk.
"Vejita!", the clear voice behind him yelled. Vegeta didn't listen.
Then suddenly he heard footsteps, turned around in surprise, was grabbed by the wrist and saw, that Kakarott placed two fingers against his forehead. He was about to say something, protest, but the very next moment the surroundings blurred and he could hear Chichi scream: "But Goku-chan, what are you doing??"
"Where the hell did you bring us?", Vegeta asked and he did sound angry (what a surprise!).
Son Goku didn't know himself in the first moment, and looked around himself. Ah, now he recognized the landscape. One of the countless beautiful places of heaven, and, as he had hoped, abandoned. [Actually I think Goku can only teleport himself to people and not to places. Let's say that his technique has advanced!]
This place consisted basically of a wide, hilly landscape and a small, dark lake within the hills, at which one single, huge tree stood, which blue-ish blossoms hung into the water. Goku loved this place, very much so, he had taken refuge here during the 10 years he had spend in heaven, whenever he had longed for some quietness.
"What kind of a fucked up place is THIS??" Vegeta snored.
Goku threw him a dark glance, but refused to let Vegeta spoil his mood. "Who cares, Vejita? This is the afterlife, every place is as you want it to be." To prove his words he thought about something quickly and the very next moment the almost clear blue sky was covered with clouds and it started to snow.
Impressed, Vegeta nodded his head and said: "I didn't know that. We didn't have that kind of luxury in hell, there was always the same disgusting sunny weather. And now you better tell me why you brought me here!"
"As if you don't know! We need to talk, Vejita.", Goku replied.
"About what?"
"About what happened!"
At first Vegeta was about to say something despiteful, but then he obviously changed his mind and nodded. "Very well, Kakarott. Talk."
"Well, I just… I just want to know, what's going to happen now. With us, I mean…" He was looking desperately for the right words, and the expectant glance of the prince wasn't making this any easier. He sighed and then just told Vegeta, what was bothering him: "I would have given up heaven for you, Vejita. Why didn't you accept it?"
Vegeta had been expecting this question, obviously. "I wouldn't let you save me, Kakarott."
"And that was all?" Goku was disappointed.
"What did you think, you moron?" Vegeta snorted. "Or do you think I would have done the same for you? PHA! Besides, everything's alright anyway, I'm in heaven, you're in heaven, happy end! Why should we keep talking about it over and over?"
It hurt. "Alright, Vejita. I'm sorry for wasting your time. I'll bring you back to Bulma and then you'll never have to see me again. I'm sorry for being worried about you. I'm sorry that I died for you and went to hell! I'm sorry that I ever dared to feel for you and be fond of you!"
The sudden outbreak surprised Vegeta. "Kakarott, I.." Something changed in his face, he took a step forward, so that their bodies were only inches apart. "Gomen-ne, Kakarott.", he said and Goku could tell how much effort the apology must have cost him. "I don't want you to go. I will never forget that you believed in me."
Son Goku smiled broadly. These words were enough to make everything alright again. He was way too naïve to see that Vegeta could have given in so suddenly for some other reason. "It's okay, Vejita. I…"
He couldn't finish the sentence for Vegeta kissed him, all of a sudden, and after Goku had come over the initial shock he opened his mouth and the formerly innocent kiss turned into a pulsating, arousing experience, which took Goku's breath along with any conscious thought.
When they let go of each other, Goku could hear the prince say: "I owe you a lot, Kakarott." But he was far to overwhelmed, caught in the moment, to notice what it meant when Vegeta added: "And I will repay you. Right here and now."
Next chapter: Don't leave me
