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Indigo Spice
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By: Amalthea* aka Saiyajin Peach aka Hatti Lee*
Started: 5.9.2
Author's Notes: Purrrr... Things are getting interesting now, aren't they? *Wicked grin.* Hee hee hee... ^_^
Warnings: This fic is yaoi, which means it contains male/male intimacy. If you're uncomfortable with that or if you're just plain narrow-minded, I suggest you go elsewhere. Also, this fic is rated R for slight violence, language, and sexual content. If you're under age or uncomfortable with that, please go elsewhere.
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z or it's characters. I'm not making any money off of this. So, please don't sue me!!! It's not like you'd get much anyways.
Okay, if there's anyone left... One with the fic...
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"I love the weekend!" Yamcha exclaimed as the group proceeded down the few steps of the sidewalk that led to the small parking lot of the newest play park for children that had been recently added to East City. They'd planned to meet there in order to travel together to one of Meijin Roshi's barbecues on his island.
"Yeah, but school's tomorrow." Bulma said through a sigh, causing everyone to fall into a momentary silence.
"True But just five more days until another weekend." Yamcha said through a grin.
"Are you coming too, Rio?" Krillin asked, changing the subject drastically, looking to the newest addition to the group who'd come along with Chi-Chi. It's not like Goku was going to be at the barbecue, so there was no need to be rude.
"Sure." The boy answered simply, smiling down at Chi-Chi. His nose still had a faint bluish tint to it from the head on collision he'd had with a soccer ball five days ago, but it was hardly noticeable.
Krillin pulled a semi-large capsule from his pocket, pressing the button on its top and tossing into a clearing on the black-paved sea.
"Wow, looks like you came prepared." Maron said, clapping her hands together. Her and Krillin got the front two seats of the large aircraft, then Bulma and Yamcha, and then Chi-Chi and Rio Senshu.
"Is this the 4,000 Mega-T's model?" Bulma asked in astonishment. It was one of her father's latest creations and she had yet to have a test drive.
"Uh huh, Meijin Roshi's letting me borrow it for today." Krillin said, smiling with pride as he pressed a few buttons and flipped a few switches, causing the large mass of metal to rise and hover high in the air.
"You mean, this is the one with a mini-hyper drive?" Yamcha asked, his eyes wide as he leaned against the window, trying to get a view of the boosters.
"Yup." Krillin answered as he started her up, taking off towards the island he called home.
It had been merely five minutes and Bulma was already yelling, "Come on Krillin, make a jump! Don't be such a wussy!"
"Yeah!" Yamcha chimed in.
Finally unable to stand up to his friends protests, Krillin locked in the coordinates and pressed the large red button with bold black letters written upon it, reading: JUMP.
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Goku smiled as the tiny green island came into sight, the large pink house framed with palm trees. It was the picture of paradise.
"This is you're home?" Vejita asked, looking down at the normalcy of it all, hesitant to land.
Goku stopped, his head cocked to the side, giving his new friend a questioning look, "Yeah You okay?"
Vejita quickly nodded as the two of them descended, landing with a tap of their boots.
"Hey, everyone's here." Goku said as they both stepped up onto the porch, making there way past the screen door to the, upon their arrival, semi-crowded kitchen.
"Oh, Goku, my boy, didn't expect to see you here." Meijin Roshi said, closing the refrigerator door after getting a beer.
Receiving only a confused look from the boy, Roshi continued, "I'm having a barbecue, remember?"
Goku only shrugged, smiling. He never remembered such things.
"Well, you and your friend come on around back. The water's great for a swim."
Stepping out the back door, all eyes were on them, "Goku! Wow, I'm so glad you came!" Bulma and Krillin exclaimed in unison, rising from their lawn chairs.
"Thanks," Goku said through a smile, hand behind his head, "I brought Vejita too. I didn't know there was a barbecue today We were hopin' to get some trainin' done."
"Hey, no problem, nothing like some good martial arts to watch while you're relaxing." Yamcha said, leaning back in his chair that was ever so close to Bulma's.
"Ugh Martial arts?" Chi-Chi whined, "Must every get together involve fighting?" No one regarded the statement; however, knowing full well that Chi-Chi had little interest in the sport.
Roshi's eyes were bulging behind his glasses. He was wearing a Hawaiian style button up shirt over a pair of swimming trunks much like Krillin, Yamcha, and Rio whoever, but his attention remained on the girls Chi-Chi, wearing a pastel pink one piece that was sure to be at least semi-see through once she got wet, Bulma, wearing a skimpy bright blue bikini littered with tiny white daisies, and Maron, wearing a neon pink one piece that barely covered her voluptuousness.
"Great!" Goku said, stepping over to the shore, getting as much distance as possible from the group. Vejita followed his movements, standing across from the warrior, his instincts kicking in Every movement was noticed, the old man flipping burgers, the sizzle of the grill, the blue-haired beauty flipping the pages of her magazine, the rustling of cloth as a breeze sifted between them, everything.
Goku couldn't help but smirk, mirroring his opponent's expression of sheer delight. Battle Something surged through the Earth-Saiyajin's veins, pure adrenaline.
"You realize, two Saiyajin haven't fought in years." Vejita said, his voice a hiss, but not one of annoyance or disgust, one of excitement.
"Hm? Did he say Saiyajin?" Roshi questioned, his eyebrows raising high over the red rim of his sunglasses.
"Yeah," Bulma sighed, keeping her attention on her magazine, "Turns out not only is Goku an alien, which we all knew, but he's one of the two last Saiyajin left alive, who both happen to be here on this very tiny island, on a planet where every inhabitant hates every fiber of their very being."
"Wow." Roshi said, impressed with the girls statement, but more impressed with his best pupil's heritage.
Vejita, clad in a navy spandex, sleeveless, two piece body suit and white gloves and boots, crouched down, his arms and legs posed in a flawless defensive positing.
"Check it out His stance There isn't a single opening." Krillin said, amazed, gaining Roshi and Yamcha's attention. The three of them (Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha) had been students under the incredible old master (Roshi) and knew well enough that this was a once in a lifetime spectacle.
"This is gonna be good." Goku said, surprising Vejita as he proceeded to remove his wristbands, his boots, and then his undershirt, leaving him in nothing more than the thin, cool fabric of his gi.
After receiving an ever so slightly questioning expressing, "They're weighted I can move faster without 'em." He explained as he positioned himself into an offensive stance, taking measure to be sure that he was in fact the one to begin this little match.
By now Bulma was looking up, a bit interested in the concentration that seemed to seep from their pores and out into reality, drawing all their eyes to them. Chi-Chi and Rio were in their own word, however, whispering things to one another, flirting and giggling, completely unaware of the historical event.
Maron was also in another world, but literally. She was skipping around, discovering things that were in fact discovered the last time she'd been there, by her.
"Oh, what a pretty flower! Look, Krillin." She didn't take offense though when he didn't respond, instead skipping off around the house to investigate other things.
Suddenly, Goku was speeding forward, twisting his body until his knee swung around to make contact with Vejita's head with powerful momentum. The elder of the two wasn't attacked so easily, however, and blocked it with his forearm, thrusting his other arm forward, his fist being caught. A few seconds passed, both of them smirking at one another before they sprang backwards, doing a series of flips. Goku's bare feet dug into the soft sand as he pushed off, Vejita doing the same. They collided, their fingers interlocking as they had a small pushing bout, testing one another's strength.
Vejita was more than impressed as he stepped back, circling his opponent. He could tell that the boy was relying on pure instinct, he could smell it on him, but he also knew that the boy didn't understand it, just used it.
This time they were in the air, going at each other with uncharted speed, fists contacting and blood spilling. The sky thundered from the power of it.
They had their audience's full attention now, "Are you sure they're not trying to kill each other?" Bulma asked, removing her bright blue rimmed sunglasses.
"No, they're both smiling, like they're enjoying it." Yamcha said, more than amazed.
"They say the Saiyajin started the wars cause they love to fight, no other reason." Roshi said, reminding himself that he once trained this young man before him, he'd helped him get where he is today.
"Jita You're great." Goku said, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his breath coming a bit shorter.
Vejita only smirked, taking on a defensive pose in the air, willing the boy to attack again. This was the best thing he'd experienced in years and he didn't want it to end. Not now, not ever. That's when he knew he couldn't live without the boy.
Goku hovered back a bit, willing his aching body to straighten as he threw his head back, screaming with the raw energy of the power in his veins. The wind changed and his aura brightened, visible to all as a sort of translucent blue flame, causing his hair to change a bit, being blown upward.
Vejita practically grinned. He hadn't expected that. The boy was capable of hiding and saving his energy as well as increasing it tremendously. Now it was his turn. Following nearly the same movements, Vejita powered up, his golden aura becoming visible as well.
"Is that G Goku?" Chi-Chi asked, surprised to see the hunger on his face.
"I think maybe he's always been like this, but could never spar with us like that We'd have been killed for sure." Krillin said, a bit disappointed that his best friend was that much stronger than he was.
"They're not Human." Rio muttered. That's when he realized that this group of wackos had been saying Saiyajin.
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Hours later they were all seated at a rather large picnic table, various meats set before them.
"Are your friends in a custom of preparing so much?" Vejita asked, wiping at a bit of blood that had leaked from his mouth when speaking.
"Well, we had to cook more since Goku's here." Bulma said, giving her close friend an I-wish-you-didn't-eat-the-way-you-do look.
Goku chuckled, "Hey, I can't help it." He said as he began filling his plate.
"Man, that was pretty impressive. I guess it's true then, you're a Saiyajin." Yamcha said, still finding it hard to believe.
Goku simply smiled through a mouthful, shoving food into his face, swallowing it nearly whole.
They came to find that it was a Saiyajin trait to eat so much and so quickly, however, they all noticed that their newest addition to the group ate with a little more manners, keeping perfect posture at all times, like royalty or something.
Not fifteen minutes later, everyone had their plates full and were beginning their meal, chatting between bites, while Goku sat back, finished. His stomach was full and he'd untied the blue sash around his waist to allow for more room. Vejita was also finished, but still had his dignity.
"Wow, that was really good." Goku said after burping rather impressively, receiving a grin from Krillin and Yamcha and a look of utter disgust from Bulma and Chi-Chi.
"Pig." Bulma muttered.
"Are you still bleeding?" Chi-Chi asked, noticing that a dribble of blood had escaped the refined Saiyajin's lips yet again.
"Hn." Was Vejita's only answer as he wiped it away with the back of his hand, only adding to the red stains on his gloves.
Goku turned his attention to the announced wound, noticing a bit of swelling on his new friend's right cheek, "Lemme see." Was all he said as he took hold of the older man's chin, urging him to open his mouth.
Vejita's eyes went wide, but he allowed the contact for the gods know why. It was strange, the warmth of the boy's flesh against his own. Now that he thought about it This was their first skin to skin connection.
"Ah, looks like I knocked a tooth out in tha back Tha one next to it looks cracked." Goku said after his inspection, noticing the way Vejita leaned forward as if he missed his touch instantly, wanting more, but, this being Goku, thought nothing of it. Instead, he went to work retying his sash.
"I guess Goku really got the better of you, huh?" Yamcha boasted, unable to resist bragging, even if it wasn't his victory.
Vejita smirked.
"Nah, he wasn't powered up all the way yet Well, I wasn't either, but he's still stronger than I am." Goku said, keeping his eyes focused on the knot he'd just made at his waist. Reminding himself that he was just going to have to train harder.
Vejita nearly let his mouth drop open Nearly. What a surprise it was to hear that the boy hadn't been fully powered up For his age, he was amazing!
"Man, you stink." Krillin said, catching a whiff of his best buddy's odor as he raised his arms in the air, stretching.
Vejita unnoticeably sniffed the air, catching the scent easily. It was a bit strong, but held that same earthy, sugary smell that made it so unbelievably tantalizing.
Goku sniffed at himself, finding that he did kinda smell. Then, he proceeded to glance from the beach back to the others.
"You guys wanna go for a swim?" Everyone quickly shook their heads, nearly all of them still eating. Goku looked to Vejita.
"Common, Jita Let's go for a swim, cool off." Goku said, grinning like a goof as he rose from his seat.
Vejita couldn't help but smirk, rising from his seat as well as they proceeded to the beach. He watched as the boy suddenly began peeling away his clothing, not stopping until he was nude. Vejita forced back the heat that was trying it's best to sneak to the surface of his cheeks as well as other places.
"Oh, Goku!" Bulma called through a mouthful of chicken.
The group ignored Goku's yips of glee as he hurried into the cool water, diving in, "He does this often?" Vejita questioned.
Bulma turned again, surprised at being addressed by the newcomer, "Uh, yeah He's Goku, child forever, totally unashamed. Training doesn't work, so, don't try it." With that she turned back around.
Vejita simply turned his attention back to the Earth-Saiyajin, beckoning him to join him. Smirking, the proud Saiyajin kicked off his boots, pulled off his gloves, and removed his sleeveless spandex shirt, remaining in his navy spandex pants. Feeling a bit playful for some very odd reason, he jumped high into the air, diving into the salty water, coming up beside his new found friend. Goku just grinned, certainly not bashful of his birthday suit.
"Feels great, huh? I used ta live near a river, always went swimmin' on hot days. Fished there a lot too."
Vejita found it almost charming the way the boy took on a thoughtful expression, remembering the past, "When I was a child on our home planet, I'd often go out at night for the sensation of a cool night. I was punished severely every time I was caught, but it was worth it." Receiving an almost puzzled look, Vejita elaborated.
"On Planet Vejita there were two suns and they were rather close. We never had seasons It was always as it is during the summer here on Earth, but during the night, much like the deserts here, it got cool, sometimes cold."
"But why'd ya get in trouble for goin' outside?" Goku questioned, finding himself more than interested in a past that could have been his.
"Ah, well, my family was of the prosperous and it was dangerous for such a child to wonder alone at night There were many criminals and rebels as well as desperate homeless. It just wasn't safe." Vejita explained, leaving out a tiny detail that would explain it all much more simply.
"So, you were a tough, carefree kid too?" Bulma said, having returned to her nearby lawn chair.
"Hn." Vejita answered, not seeing the point in speaking with the woman. He didn't exactly give her the cold shoulder either though, perhaps because Kakarotto cared so much about his friends, and she was, in fact, a close friend of his.
"Hey, I think it might rain." Yamcha said, looking up from his extremely late book report, staring up at the gray sky.
"Nn Yeah, it's gonna rain." Goku said, sighing before smiling to the others, then diving down beneath the water.
Yamcha muttered, "How does he know?"
"Saiyajin senses are so sensitive You can't even begin to imagine." Vejita answered simply before diving down as well.
"He can be such an asshole." Yamcha said through an exasperated sigh, looking to his girlfriend for her opinion.
"I agree There's something fishy about him." She said, narrowing her eyes at the ripples, the only current proof of their presence.
"I can't believe he's stronger than Goku He's so short." Chi-Chi said, remembering back in the day when Goku was defeating the seemingly undefeatable opponent.
"Height has nothing to do with strength." Krillin muttered.
"They're both so handsome." Maron said, chiming up for the gods know why. Krillin looked to her, his eyes large, but he knew better than to be upset. Maron thought anything breathing was appealing.
Bulma watched as the ripples slowly faded, the waves erasing them rather quickly. However, several small splashes began appearing on the calm waters. Soon, thousands of tiny droplets were unleashed upon them, the water's smooth surface obliterated into a frenzy of tiny splashes.
Screaming, the three girls hurried inside with Meijin Roshi in tow, "I guess he was right." Yamcha said as he and Krillin slowly rose from their seats, making their way inside without hurrying. The cold rain was a welcome from the heat of the merciless sun.
"What about them?" Rio questioned, gesturing to the water.
"Oh, Goku could always hold his breath for the longest time It'll be a while before they come up. I don't think they mind the rain anyway." Krillin said, the three boys stepping inside.
Rio closed the door behind him; this was getting more and more interesting.
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Goku swam out a ways where the ocean floor was at least twenty feet from the surface; he then proceeded to swim to the coral-littered floor, knowing full well that Vejita was right behind him. The sharp sounds from above, almost resembling a pitter-patter told him simply that it was raining. No matter how appealing a fly in the rain was, however, he and Vejita seemed to be playing some kind of game, a contest. They were waiting to see who could hold their breath the longest.
It must have been ten minutes while they tread water above the peach-colored coral, watching as various species of fish swam about. Goku was impressed, his lungs were already beginning to burn and he'd released all the air he held in them minutes ago, but he wasn't going to give up. He wondered if his expression was as cool looking as Vejita's.
The older Saiyajin was just sitting their, arms crossed, nearly half the air from his lungs fighting to get to the surface as fast as possible not long ago as well. It seemed he'd amazed the boy when he'd released the glass like bubbles slowly from his mouth, both of them watching as they swooshed back and forth on their journey upward.
Goku couldn't give up, in point off fact, he didn't, but that didn't stop his body from reacting on instinct, suddenly gasping in a lung-full of salt water. Vejita smirked before shaking his head disapprovingly, the boy shouldn't be so foolish as to risk his life over a game, however, if the situation were reversed, he was positive he'd have done the same. Pride kept their kind from giving up, although it didn't do much for their survival.
Swimming forward, trying his best to ignore the fact that the boy was nude, he took hold of broad shoulders, shaking gently and then roughly. It seemed Kakarotto was unconscious If this continued, the boy could suffer from brain damage. Vejita forced back a smirk, thinking it wouldn't make much difference.
The trip to the surface was a long one and the weak human friends of his wouldn't be of much help. Deciding he had no other choice, he leaned forward, centimeters separating their faces. With only a hint of hesitation, Vejita pressed his lips to the boy's, pushing the last of the air in his lungs into the limp body before him.
Goku's eyes flashed open and he began gasping, quickly realizing he was underwater. Without much thought he began propelling himself upwards, toward the surface, toward the much needed oxygen. In the back of his mind, however, was the faint memory of a warm kiss that was the only explanation for the tingle he felt on his lips, like electricity.
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"There they are!" Krillin exclaimed. They were all crowded around the kitchen window, watching as their long time friend and the practical stranger surfaced. It seemed Goku was coughing, out of breath perhaps.
"Wow, that was Nearly twenty-five minutes Not counting when we weren't timing them." Bulma said, looking down at her digital Capsule Corp. watch.
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"Wanna go for a fly?" Goku said, climbing to his feet as he neared the shore, stepping over to his sopping wet clothes lying strewn out on the sand.
Vejita remained silent for a long moment, trying to figure out why he couldn't take his eyes off the fool, then it occurred to him that he'd been asked a question, "Hn, why not?" He said, more a statement than a question, stepping over to his own clothes, pulling them on with some effort.
"Great, I love the rain." Goku said, repeating himself until Vejita told him to shut up about it.
The older Saiyajin flew at a normal distance, close enough to talk, but nothing more. It seemed out of the question to speak, however.
Goku's eyes were closed as he reveled in the power of his senses. The thunder crashing overhead echoed in his ears like some giant string instrument being played by a god. The lightning's electricity surged, making the tiny hairs on the back of his neck stand up, sending shivers down his spine until it snapped and cracked before repeating the process. He knew exactly where he was, knowing the area like the palm of his hands, but it felt so blissfully different at the same time. The cold rain was gently massaging his entire body, making the air smell of a freshness completely opposite of the artificial freshness advertised on many cleaning products. There was another smell there too though, something familiar, addicting It was like a candle he'd smelled at Bulma's once. He racked his brain trying to remember the name of the scent, but it didn't come to him. Nothing would. His mind was in sensory overload as it was.
"Perhaps we should head back."
Goku opened his eyes, realizing that they weren't where he thought they were. They were nearing the city, not far from the island, but it was still surprising. Before long they were nearing the large pink house again, large red letters stenciled across it at an angle, reading: KAME HOUSE
On to the next chapter...
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