Give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
I didn't move so much as a hair on my body. I kept my eyes closed. For if this was but a figment of my imagination, surely I'd die from heartbreak.
It couldn't be him. He's dead!
But, God, I could feel powerful muscles flexing around me.
Goku, you're just imagining things!
And If I would have moved back just a little further, I would have felt a powerful torso against my back.
And -God- was that his scent?
No no no! This is all wrong!!
I stole a glance in the mirror.
I saw fierce eyes staring back into mine from the darkness.
I freaked.
Breaking away from this -whatever it was- I lost my balance, falling against the glass doors of the shower. I heard for a slipt second as the impact sent a spider web pattern of cracks across the surface, before I smashed through the glass and fell into the tub. The figure remained standing. I could see the outline of his silhouette, watching me.
"Who are you?" my voice croaked. I saw the flame of hair, and the figure stepped forward, making it possible for me to see their face.
"What kind of stupid question is that. Who else would it be?" they asked. I was too stunned to move. Even as my hands were cut by vicious shards of glass, I couldn't take my eyes off his face. I'm sure the colour was drained from my face, as if I'd seen a ghost.
Which was currently running through my mind.
"V-V-Vegeta?" I managed, my voice cracking halfway through. Indeed it was him. Though he was no ghost; he stood beautifully in the flesh above me, eyes trailing over my body with an unknown hunger that made jolts of electricity dance through my spine. He was naked, as was I, and it would be an understatement to say I had seen his body many times before, but now, it was if he had been revealed to me for the first time.
He had the body of his younger self, when he had attained his peak in power. Under the cool moonlight slipping in through the bedroom windows and into the bathroom, I could somewhat make out his physique, perfectly sculpted as if the hands of God himself had worked upon him. Yet there was something else, something that I thought I'd never experience again. I could sense it as true as my heart was beating fast. Vegeta had his impossible zeal, that fire that had been slightly ebbed over time. It now exploded withing him, returned tenfold, and like the moth, I has hopelessy attracted to this fatal inferno.
I don't know who made the first move, but we soon found ourselves wrapped in each other's embrace. He brought my cut palms to his lips, as he proceeded to lick away the blood in a gentle fervor, being ever so careful as to not disturb the wounds. Vegeta; he was always so beautiful. I felt weak in the knees, I think I would have fallen, in fact I did, but I never hit the ground. He had a steadfast hold on me, carrying me over to the bed and laying me down. He sat down by my side and leaned over me. I could not stop gazing into his eyes. I felt lovesick.
Now I was sure I had died and gone to heaven.
He was the first to speak. "Kakarotto, you're such a wreck. Look at you." He made a motion towards me.
Well, leave it to Vegeta to come right out with things. "I'm surprised you've survived this long," he continued. I admit I was only half listening as I nodded, too fascinated my the motions of his lips to concentrate on the words coming from them. I had to touch him again, confirm he was there. I tackled him, flipping us both so that I was on top, I held his so close, that to become closer would mean we would have to fuse.
"Why did you come back?" I finally asked the burning question.
"You want me to leave?"
"NO! God no," I yelled. No, he couldn't go, not now that he had returned to me. "Vegeta, I missed you so much... the bond was so weak..." He silenced me by placing two fingers to my lips, which I tenderly kissed.
"I know, Kakarotto. I know... I waited long for this moment as well." He wrapped his arms around my middle, pulling me in for a kiss. His lips were burning against mine as we parted our lips, tongues teasing against each other, lips pulled, bitten and sucked as we savoured our kiss. I was the one to break it off, panting at a loss of breath, as I broke away from him, regaining my footing and pacing.
"But, this doens't make sense. How did you get permission to come back? And how do you have your body back? I watched as you were buried..." My fingers laced their way through my hair as I tugged at in in my frustration. He was pressd against my front in an instant, grabbing my wrists and pulling them from my hair. His eyes were smouldering, and I became helplessly lost in them. My soul was healing itself.
"You ask too many questions." He kissed my left wrist. "And I don't have the answers you wish to hear." A kiss to my right wrist, as he pushed me back to sit against the edge of the bed. Suddenly, before my witnessing eyes, in a burst of feathers and dazzling light, two giant wings shot out from Vegeta's back. The were large in their ethereal beauty, brushing against the ceiling as they stretched in a show of power. The prince's body was radiating a faint golden glow, washing over each chiseled muscle, as his divine wings flapped behind him, shaking loose a few pristine white feathers.
"But hear me this. I have come to take you with me, so that we may be in peace for all of eternity. And I may finally have you at my side." The words rolled off his tongue in a most blissful manner.
My mouth was agape in stunned awe.
Vegeta is an angel...
Come to rescue me...
My eyes welled with those damnable tears. I felt the exhaustion that had worn down my body disappear; I felt young, new, rejeuvenated again. As if his light was healing me. I felt whole.
I leaned forward, and tentatively touched one of the downy wings, watching as a few feathers were ruffled. No words came to mind to describe how I was feeling. I clutched Vegeta's warm, smooth glowing body, feeling his back muscles contract and enclose the wings around us.
The truth came to me now. My mind reached its peak, and I had all the answers. Life's troubles spun away into nothingness, as my purpose was realized before my eyes. No longer would pain consume me. I would never hurt again. My soul expanded as all my questions were asked, this newfound peace filling me. There no longer was good or bad, right and wrong, there was only This.
I was the mountains, towering across the land, hard, forever enduring. I was the sky, stretching endlessly beyond the horizon, ever changing, filling all with hope. I was the water, falling from the heavens to meet the Earth, washing away Her woes, cleansing the world. I was life itself; I was the desire to continue, I was woven through the hearts of all creatures, urging them foward in their own quest for fulfillment. I was their souls, and I shared with them their experiences, becoming a guiding light when despair threatened to consume them.
I was everything, now that I had Vegeta once again.
When I looked into Vegeta's eyes, even as we began to rise, a blinding light emanated from our two beings. Even as a pair of wings burst from my back, wrapping around my mate's, feathers gliding across feathers in an intimate caresses, I knew everthing would be alright. We began to fade away into the next dimension, and I had no regrets about my life. There was nothing but him, and only him. I saw my world in Vegeta's eyes, and nothing world keep me from it ever again. Once again, I was Son Goku, the happy, carefree warrior I was always destined to be.
And outside, just beyond the frosted window, in the tranquility of winter, the snow continued to fall.
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to