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Indigo Spice
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By: Hatti Lee* ... Also known as: Saiyajin Peach,
Amalthea*, and Saiyajin Peach 18
Contact: Beloved_Animosity@sbcglobal.net
Started: 5.9.2
Finished: 9.12.3
Author's Notes: Hallo, hallo! I'm hurrying as much as possible to get this up for you guys! ^_^ As for the Lemon Tree, I haven't been there in quite a while, so I'm not sure if this fic is still being posted/updated there or not. Well, enjoy!
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 much sexual content. If you're under age or uncomfortable with that, please go no further.
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z or it's characters, and I'm not making any money off of this. So, please don't sue me!!! It's not like you'd get much anyways.
XVI
Have you seen him at all? Bulma asked, scratching her left ear as she waited for an answer from her bald friend.
No, I haven't heard from him at all. Krillin said, a slight frown on his face. None of them had seen him since that day. He still had trouble sleeping. The more he thought about it, the more he understood why they had ripped themselves apart to remove those microchips. So much pain... From the moment the government had found out about Son Goku, their dear friend had experienced nothing but pain and suffering, and yet he endured, still does. It was beyond him.
I really do love Fridays, Yamcha said, giving his girlfriend a quick kiss as he joined them, Two weeks of freedom!
Bulma smiled, somewhat forcefully... Freedom. It was something she took for granted every second of her life, and something Goku would never be able to enjoy again.
Are we going to Master Roshi's today or tomorrow? Yamcha asked. He'd thought about it all, sure, but there was nothing they could do now. They'd see Goku again soon and figure things out. Then he'd think about it. Right now, he just didn't know.
Chi-Chi took a step beside Bulma, Hey, Chi, why so quiet? Has something been bothering you? the blue-haired beauty asked.
I'm okay, just a lot on my mind, you know? Chi-Chi hadn't told her friends what she'd discovered, mainly because she didn't know if she was right, and if she was, it wasn't appropriate for her to say anything.
Yamcha asked, interrupting somewhat, repeating himself when he received a questioning look from the others, When are we going to Roshi's?
Let's meet there this evening. I need to get some things together. We are staying until Monday morning, right? Bulma asked, looking to Krillin.
Huh? Oh, right. Master's got all kinds of indoor things planned, what with the cold and all now. He bought like ten extra turkeys when I told him Goku was coming. For a change, they all laughed together, like they used to. Krillin smiled, perhaps things would work out after all. Goku would want them to think so.
They all smiled and laughed and said goodbye, leaving school in their wake.
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I'm not going!
Jiiita... Please, for me. Goku whined ever so softly, approaching his prince from behind and wrapping his arms around the older Saiyajin's thin waist, licking and nibbling at ears he'd never noticed to be so cute before.
Vejita smirked, reveling in the sensation... In all his life, no one had paid as much attention to the trivial little things, like nibbling his ears, or rather, nibbling his entire body, let alone the gentle caresses and the curious explorations of his fingers and toes.
They're your friends. he muttered in annoyance, a last ditch refusal he knew he couldn't keep up.
You want me to go without you? Goku asked, gently turning his prince to face him.
Kakarotto, don't look at me like that! You know that's not what I meant. I'm just not going.
Please... Jiiiiita... Goku whined again, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he lifted one of the prince's hands, kissing, licking, sucking, nearly swallowing a single digit.
Vejita loved the way his name rolled off the boy's tongue, soft and stretched, almost like a moan. That's when he knew he'd lost, earlier at the beginning of the argument when the Earth-Saiyajin had started saying his name in such a way, begging and teasing with his touches.
Fine, I don't care.
Goku nearly crushed his lover as he sprang forward in happiness, Thank you, thank you, thank you! Don't worry. We'll have fun, I promise!
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Oh, it's so chilly out. the old man muttered, using exaggerated hand motions to urge the kids to hurry in and close the door.
Stop that! Bulma snapped, slapping at Roshi's hands.
Chi-Chi giggled, You're still wearing you Hawaiian clothes? During winter?
I'll never lose my sense of style. Master Roshi said with his nose turned up, pulling at his duds.
Bulma burst into laughter, Right. Style. she herself was wearing a pair of skin tight black dress pants, a green and black striped sweater, and a pair of matching green boots.
Yamcha sat a bag of groceries down on the counter, a few things Bulma had reminded him to bring. He'd been in such a rush to get everything, pick her up, and get to the small island, that he'd barely had time to dress up. He was wearing a pair of loose-fitting jeans rather than his usual slacks, a blue long sleeve shirt with a white T-shirt over it, and an old pair of sneakers.
Chi-Chi smiled, trying her best to keep upbeat. This was supposed to be a fun weekend. She'd arrived right on time of course, wearing a black long sleeve blouse with an ankle-length, sleeveless, violet dress over it and a pair of black slip on dress shoes.
Krillin, your friends are here! Roshi called up the stairs, returning to the other in the kitchen afterwards.
Moments later Krillin stepped into the surprisingly cheerful room, wearing a red T-shirt and a pair of jean shorts, Hey guys, you got here pretty fast. The sun's still up.
yeah, it didn't take me as long to get my stuff together as I thought. Bulma said, lifting the large duffel bag slightly.
Oh, hey... Why don't you guys put your stuff upstairs. I cleaned out the guest room. Krillin said, returning back upstairs with the others in tow.
I'll start dinner! Roshi called.
Hey, this is nice. Bulma said, stepping into the room, just large enough to hold two single beds and two small dressers.
Well, I figured you and Chi-Chi can sleep in here and Yamcha and I can sleep in my room. I uh... I cleaned the rest of Goku's stuff up and fit it all into his closet. Krillin explained as they went down the hall to his room, the girls leaving their things in the guest room.
Wow, it actually looks decent with another bed in here. That futon was so rank. Yamcha said, stepping over to the new single bed.
Yeah... He never did have very good hygiene habits. Krillin mumbled as they all started back downstairs.
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...bean a while. Roshi said, chuckling.
Goku laughed, Yeah, sorry bout that!
Bulma nearly screamed in excitement as she hurried into the kitchen along with the others, all of them having been surprised upon hearing their best friend's voice.
Hey guys! Goku greeted warmly, widening his arms as the blue-haired beauty rushed into them, hugging him strongly, as if she hadn't seen him in years.
The Earth-Saiyajin grunted, Ow... Be careful, huh? Remember? he said through a chuckle, pulling at the neck of his gi to reveal the beginnings of a wicked scar.
Oh, that's right. Sorry. Bulma muttered, looking to Goku's right to see Vejita scowling at her.
What's his problem? Yamcha asked, a little peeved that this guy was staring at his girlfriend so rudely.
Jita... Be nice, Goku whined, Don't mind him... He's just bein' protective.
Krillin asked, not understanding.
Okay... To answer all your questions... I know it was all a little weird when... Well, ya know, but I didn't even understand it all the way then- Goku stopped as he was interrupted.
And you do now? Bulma asked, not comprehending why anyone would get into that kind of situation without understanding what's going on first.
Yeah... See, me and Jita are like a couple now, but it's a lot more confusing than that. Goku said simply, grinning.
Everyone's mouth dropped open, Hmm... Never would have thought this would happen. Roshi said, recovering quickly. He'd been the one to teach Goku what women were back in the day, using his magazines.
Goku went on to explain how he and Vejita got where they were, Well, with all that blood... Then we... And it was kinda like a Saiyajin marriage or something. See, we even have this connection in our heads. We can feel what each other's feelin' and later be able to talk telepathically.
Chi-Chi repeated, considering the meaning of the situation.
And that... On your neck...? Bulma asked, completely shocked and disgusted, but still curious.
Oh, this, Goku said, pulling at the neck of his gi again, but this time to show everyone the mangled scar on the crook of his neck and shoulder, This is the mark Jita gave me. It's ta show that I'm his.
Chi-Chi said, repeating again, still trying to get it all straight in her head.
So, you're like his dog or something? Yamcha said, more than unhappy with the sudden turn of events.
Vejita smirked,
Now, now, Goku said, jumping in before a fight broke out, It's not like that. I'm okay with it... I mean, I was the one who started it that night. I'm very happy with this.
Oh Goku! Bulma sobbed, dropping to the floor.
Both Yamcha and the Earth Saiyajin were at their knees in a heartbeat, You see what you've done? Yamcha muttered, looking to Vejita.
Don't you dare blame me for anything. Vejita growled, disgusted with the group. The old man seemed to have taken it best, as he was now working on dinner again.
G... Goku, I'm... I'm happy for you, Chi-Chi whispered through a smile, a few tears running down her cheeks as she too kneeled, resting a hand on Bulma's shoulder in comfort, I really am. I just can't begin to apologize for everything that I've done to you. I'm glad that you're happy. It's what you deserve.
The raven-haired girl's words touched everyone, and Bulma sobbed harder, I... I with I could say the same. I want the best for you too, and I know how naive you can be... It's just... He's so evil, killed so many... the blue-haired beauty managed.
I agree, Krillin said, finally speaking up after getting over the shock, I just don't see how you can be happy with him... Let alone the fact that you're gay.
Exactly what I'm saying! Two guys just isn't natural, Yamcha said, finally getting his girlfriend to calm somewhat, And how can you be happy being his love' slave?
Vejita detested this, but decided to interject, saving his mate from the pressure and stress of their ridiculous, insulting questions, First of all, a Saiyajin chooses whom he chooses, whether they be male or female, such things are unimportant. Secondly, he is not my love' slave. He is my mate, and I will always be there. Yes, he is mine, to do as I wish, but I am also his to provide protection as well as affection. Stop whining and crying as if something horrible has happened to your friend.' I've done nothing compared to what you have done.
The room fell silent. It was true. This murderer, this prince had done more for their friend than any of them had in the past month. The least they could do was be supportive.
You're right, Krillin said, a smile finding it's way to his face, I'm sorry Goku, I guess I over reacted.
Goku grinned as he hugged his best friend and moved on to Chi-Chi, You didn't do anythin' to me Chi... Thanks.
Um... I'm sorry too, Goku, Yamcha said, slapping his friend on the shoulder, a grin lifting his features, Just never thought you'd be a fag, but I guess you never really drooled over the girls like us. he said, gesturing to himself, Krillin, and Roshi, causing the room to fill with soft laughter.
Bulma found her feet and moved to hug Goku again, I'll try, Son-kun, I'll try... I just wish things were as good as they used to be.
Don'tcha see, Bulma, they're so much better.
The blue-haired girl smiled, her tears coming to a complete stop as she dried her cheeks.
So, who's ready to eat? Roshi said, turning to face them with a large turkey in hand, the pot barely large enough to hold the bird, I got more where this came from.
Goku's grin spread as he whooped in excitement, everyone laughing in response, even Vejita himself chuckling as they all made their was to the crowded kitchen table.
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The weekend was going well, everyone was enjoying themselves. It was late Saturday night, far past their bedtimes, and yet no one wanted to go to sleep. As it often does on late, late nights, the air had grown warm and the conversation struck home.
Master Roshi had long since gone upstairs to snooze, leaving Krillin sprawled out in his reclining chair, Chi-Chi on the opposite side of the room, relaxing in a similar chair. Yamcha and Bulma took up most of the space on the sofa, their arms holding one another, their legs stretched out.
Vejita sat one the floor, his legs stretched before him, crossed at the ankle as he rested his back against the entertainment center. Goku lie on the floor, his head resting in the prince's lap as he drifted off into the realm of sleep, his arms encircling one of the older Saiyajin's thighs, as if hanging on for dear life. Vejita let a hand rest on the boy's head, his fingers in the soft wild locks. The prince's other hand holding a joint to his lips as he inhaled. He'd missed the pleasure of the drug and felt more than relaxed ever since he'd gotten his hands on it a few days ago.
Like a baby, Bulma said through a smile, her head resting on her boyfriend's chest, So innocent and trusting.
I heard that a large percent of the president's administration is voting for either execution or life in prison. Chi-Chi whispered.
I heard that too. Bulma said, as if validating her friend's statement true.
What's going to happen...? Vejita, I know we haven't been all that nice to you, but do you have any idea what you're going to do? Krillin asked, sitting up somewhat.
Vejita exhaled, slowly opening his eyes. He didn't really want to join in the conversation, but his mate wanted him to get along with the ridiculous group so very, very much.
He loves this damn planet so much... I guess we'll stay as long as we can, but we'll most definitely be forced to leave. Surely some old allies will welcome a warrior like myself as well as Kakarotto. the prince explained, trying not to sound too negative. He didn't want the fools to flip out and start panicking. He received a series of nods in reply, as if they all understood, but deep down, none of them knew what it would be like out there in space. There were so many enemies out there and so few friends.
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Sunday was spent outside, the guys enjoying a little sparring match. Roshi, Bulma, and Chi-Chi watching from their seats at the picnic table. First Krillin and Yamcha had had it out, getting somewhat serious, earning nothing but praise from the Earth Saiyajin. Goku then took each of them on, fighting at their level and eventually beating them both at which point they both jumped in laughing as they playfully beat him to the ground, holding him down in defeat.
Don't let them win, Goku! Chi-Chi shouted through a fit of laughter.
Those two need their tails whipped. Roshi advised, having once been all three of their trainer and master.
Aw, give us a break... He's a Saiyajin after all! Yamcha said, rubbing his aching shoulder as he stumbled to the picnic table, taking a seat.
Krillin agreed, also taking a seat and sipping from his large glass of hot tea.
I want to see a match between you and Vejita. Bulma said, smiling sweetly, the others cheering it on.
What do ya say, Jita? Goku asked, tightening his sash as he stood, a grin on his face.
Vejita shrugged, a silent, Why not? as he stepped forward, a smirk on his face. Not another word was spoken between them as they took their positions, Goku crouching in defense. In a second they were clashing together, kicks and punches and blocks. Goku ducked a powerful kick just in time, throwing a forward punch to the prince's rib cage, which was ever so quickly blocked. They jumped back, grins on both their faces at the excitement of battle. It wasn't very often they got to go all out.
Watching them is wild. It's silly to think that all this time we thought of Goku as about as strong as we are. Yamcha said in awe, Krillin nodding in agreement.
Vejita narrowed his eyes, trying to use their link as a means to figure out his mate's next move. Goku knew better though, charging forward again before the prince could figure much out.
Suddenly they were in the air, and everyone was straining their necks to watch. The two Saiyajin seemed to be evenly matched as they took it up a notch, the few hits getting through now bringing blood.
You sure they're not trying to kill each other? Chi-Chi asked, slightly concerned.
No way... Look at their faces... They're enjoying it. Bulma said, lifting a hand over her eyes to block the sun and enable her to see better.
Goku thought twice about firing a ki blast, preferring to keep it physical. Vejita caught that and grinned, letting his punches linger. However, the intensity of the fight continued to increase and some time later Goku was flying towards the island, impacting hard.
Krillin whispered, a hand going to his mouth. It was so crazy! Just so insanely crazy! To think that anyone, anywhere had this kind of power and ability.
Is he okay? Chi-Chi asked, looking to the others, as if they knew something she didn't. She had never been big into martial arts and wasn't sure if maybe she was missing out on some kind of needed information.
Vejita lowered to the ground quickly and offered a hand up to his mate. Once on his feet, Goku, rolled his head around, rubbing the back of his neck, You really got me with that one. he said through a smile.
The prince, however, couldn't take his eyes of the slight drip of blood at the corner of the boy's mouth. Slowly, he stepped forward and ungloved one of his hands, using his bare finger to wipe the drip away, bringing his finger to his own mouth, savoring the delicious taste on his tongue. Finally realizing what he was doing, he stepped back, crossing his arms.
Goku sense the slight embarrassment and grinned, Come on, Jita... Let's go for a fly. Be right back guys! he called before leaping into the sky, shortly followed by the prince.
That was gross. Yamcha said simply, a slight expression of disgust on all their faces.
So, I guess Vejita has a sort of kinky fetish for blood. Bulma said, holding back a laugh.
I think it's a Saiyajin thing. I mean, did you see the look on Goku's face? Like he was about to jump on the guy. Krillin said, finding himself feeling perhaps slightly happy that Goku had at least found someone that could understand him.
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Goku swayed through the sky, the wind a bit strong, causing him to be slightly out of control. He took his state to advantage, however, and bumped into his prince.
Vejita knew exactly what was going through the boy's head and in return, let the length of his body rub along his mate's as he slowed slightly. The Earth Saiyajin slowed as well, keeping the contact, and Vejita let his arms snake around the boy, their lips finding each other quickly. The taste of blood was strong in his mouth and the prince savored it, pushing his hands up under the flimsy orange shirt, his fingers outlining well-defined muscles that were chiseled into his memory.
Nn... Jita... Goku moaned, his mouth moving to his lover's ear, sucking at the prince's lobe, his arms wound around the lithe body.
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Hours later evening was pressing and the group was upstairs, quite tired since they'd stayed up rather late the night before. After getting some dinner, the four teenagers had found their way to their rooms, while Roshi slept in his chair, the TV still going.
Oh, Chi-Chi! That is such a cute nightgown. Did you get that in town? Bulma asked, admiring her friend's ankle-length pink gown, trimmed with pink feathers.
Yeah... I've had it for a while. Chi-Chi answered, smoothing the material against her body. Her and Bulma had always had different tastes in clothing; the blue-haired girl always leaning towards more sexy, comfortable clothes while she preferred classy things.
Bulma kicked her bag out of the way, wearing a tank top and a pair of loose-fitting pajama pants, I guess we better get to sleep. It's weird... I was so tired a while ago, but now I feel kind of awake.
Chi-Chi agreed and they both moved to their beds, pulling back the blankets. Before turning in, however, Bulma glanced out the window, admiring the starry view. Just then, two figures approached, slowly spiraling down to the island, landing in the shallow water.
Hey, check it out... It's Goku and Vejita! Bulma said, sitting up all the way and leaning towards the window to get a better view.
I'll go tell Krillin! Chi-Chi said, excitedly hurrying out of the room after catching a peek. Their bald friend had been pretty upset with the fact that the two Saiyajin had up and left without at least coming back to say they weren't staying.
The girl soon returned with both the boys in tow, He still out there, Bul? Yamcha asked, a little confused as to his girlfriend's strange, embarrassed expression.
Yeah, they're still down their alright. She said, swallowing nervously as they all moved to look down at the darkening beach.
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To be continued...
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