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Nope I did not make up doppelgangers (me not smart enough to do that)…here's the definition of Doppelganger: Meaning "double walker" a doppelganger is a shadow-self that accompanies every human. Only the owner of a doppelganger can see it, otherwise it is invisible to human eyes. Dogs and cats have been known to see doppelgangers. Providing sympathetic company, a doppelganger almost always stands behind a person, and they cast no reflection in a mirror. They are prepared to listen and give advice to humans, either implanting ideas in their heads, or a sort of osmosis. It is said to be bad luck if it is seen, and rarely a doppelganger will make itself visible to friends or family, often causing great confusion. Doppelgangers can be mischievous and wicked.

Although I am generally using the concept of this definition, my doppelgangers are slightly different.

I want everyone to understand that this doppelganger is Goku, but not, b/c Goku is dead, but this is his doppelganger who holds all of his thoughts and emotions.

This chapter does have a lemon between two men (two very hot men)…so you were warned…

Now on with the story…..

Burn

Chapter 3

Goku's strong hand gripped Vegeta's shoulder as they materialized back into his bedroom. The Prince instantly shrugged it off and began pacing. He was thinking…thinking of all that the Namek had said to him. Piccolo had no reason to lie to him, but he hadn't given him a good enough reason for him to believe either.

His blood rushed through his veins, heating him with that stupid feeling of confusion. How he now despised that emotion and the word, wishing he could eradicate them from human existence. He honestly did not believe that Kakarott would hurt him in any way, but at the same time, he felt unsure of what to believe.

He knew one thing was certain. He wanted to find Kakarott's killer! That person he would make suffer. Suffer? No, that wasn't even his preferred word, something worse... torture... No, there was no word for how he felt, and how much he truly hated this person. He was betting that it was that damned onna of Kakarott's. She was highly jealous of all the time Kakarott had spent with the Prince.

If it was her, which he had a certain inkling that it was, he would take great pleasure in ripping her head off and feeding it to her throat. A slight smirk came to his sullen features as he played it all out in his mind. The thought seemed to calm his nerves. But he wasn't going to jump to conclusions, as much as he would like to destroy that hellion he had to find evidence first, shocking as it may seem, it might not even be her.

His brain wracked with angry curiosity at who this killer was. Who had dare murder his mate, his love? Who would lay a tainted finger on such perfect alabaster skin, ripping it without remorse? Did they enjoy watching his lover bleed before them, so help them if they did. His fist clenched making veins protrude through the bronze skin, as the color slightly paled in his fingertips.

They would pay, yes, and he enjoy watching them bleed, and they will know how it feels, feels to be on the receiving end of such pain, to awaken the fury that is Vegeta. How long must he wait to find out who this bastard was?

How many backwards dreams, or bloodied visions from Kakarott would it take to find that someone who has ripped Kakarott's very essence from this earth? He licked at his dry lips and closed his eyes, his mind scanned over every person who knew Kakarott analyzing them, thinking of any motive that would push them to murder.

Suddenly Vegeta was kidnapped from his thoughts as sculpted arms drew him into a warm hug. His face pressed against Goku's chest. Slender finger's ran delicately through his flamed hair, massaging his scalp as they traveled. "Kakarott…"

Goku put a hand to the smaller saiyajins cheek and rubbed it. "Vegeta…you don't believe Piccolo do you? What he said about me, being evil…and all that other stuff?" Vegeta shook his head wrapping his arms around the burly man.

"No, I don't believe that. I don't think you have it in you to be evil." But did he really believe that? He wasn't sure himself. He knew the being before him wasn't the actual Kakarott, just his doppelganger only visible to him. He frowned at the thought. He was very happy to have Kakarott with him, but he did miss the real thing. He felt something was missing…not the same.

Part of him did just want to wish Kakarott back with the Dragonballs, wouldn't it just be easier that way? Maybe, just maybe he would remember his killer. He looked up at the man he loved who was staring down at him studying his face.

"Kakarott, the Dragonballs…" A finger went to his lips.

"Are not an option." Goku's voice was curt, yet soothing as his finger traced the outline of the Ouji's plump lips.

"Why?" His eyes questioned the younger mans unmovable decision.

"Because, right now we should focus on one thing at a time. You said we could search out my killer. We will get to the Dragonballs soon enough." Vegeta nodded as soft lips were pressed against his, and a smooth tongue licked at his bottom lip asking for entrance to that Royal mouth, which was granted almost instantly.

The two engaged in a kiss that seemed to light the dark room on fire, ember sparks danced around their features. What was it about this man that intoxicated the Prince so? Making him seem as if he were no where at all, except in Kakarott's arms.…Just the love of the other man blanketing him, with the slight touch of his lips he was mesmerized.

There was something different about this kiss though…it was somewhat addicting, a drug, that if potent enough, would have killed him. He never wanted it to end, he ran his finger's through Goku's wild hair, loving the feel of the raven mass, as it tickled his hand. The heat between the two flared defiantly as their kiss deepened and Goku lifted his Prince into his arms pressing his back against the wall.

He slipped his salmon colored tongue along Vegeta's neck, licking it roughly. Making the Ouji moan in pleasure, and wrap his arms around Goku's shoulders. Vegeta trailed kisses along Goku's cheek, slowly licking across his strong jaw line and nibbling at his corded neck. He felt strong hands grip his shirt in the back, ripping at the cloth, exposing excellent tanned skin.

The torn shirt fell to the floor with an unheard thud. The Prince was suddenly assaulted with lingering kisses across his muscled chest, Vegeta wrapped his legs around Goku's waist and threw his head back slightly at the feeling that was taking him over.

His left hand gripped tightly into Kakarott's hair while his other arm was wrapped securely around his shoulders. Goku's lava tongue, that was indeed injecting him with the poison of lust burned it's way back up to his lips, capturing the Prince for a passionate kiss. Tongues fought each other, not for dominance, but for love, desire, the taste, they wanted to taste each other inside and out.

The taller saiyajin walked backwards until he bumped into the bed falling back into it, with Vegeta landing over him, on his hips. Kakarott smiled. "Right where I want you…" The burly saiyajin ejected as his hand caressed Vegeta's arms and traveled it's way to the midsection of his pants, his fingers stopping over a silver button.

His fingers fiddled with the contraption until he undid it, and unzipped Vegeta's pants. The Prince groaned in anticipation, he wished Kakarott would just rip them off, like he usually ripped off everything. He stood over Goku, quickly removing the bothersome jeans, kicking them aside.

Goku's hand ran up Vegeta's muscled leg and hooked a finger through his black boxer's slowly bringing them down, allowing the Prince's fully erect member to spring free becoming face to face with Goku. The wild haired saiyajin smiled as Vegeta kicked his boxer's off of his leg, and the stiff member bounced deliciously in front of Goku's face.

Goku moved with lightning speed removing his own clothes and tossing them anywhere and everywhere. He slowly pressed his cheek against the warm length, which seemed to be throbbing with need. He slid his face across it until his lips connected with the tip of the head and his tongue darted out licking at the slit.

He heard Vegeta's breath shift as his tongue connected with the sensitive skin, then he felt Vegeta's hand on his head gripping at his hair. Goku's mouth opened slowly, taking in his Prince, bit by bit, until he swallowed him whole. Vegeta let out a hoarse moan as the man below him sucked expertly gripping one of his buttocks in his hands squeezing it.

Goku's other hand went to gently massage the sac that was underneath the rigid length. The Ouji threw his head back with a groan. Goku's mouth slid on and off of Vegeta's swollen shaft at a rather fast pace. He felt the Prince shake at his sensations. One of Vegeta's hands went to Goku's shoulder, applying a lot of pressure on it, as he strained to hold himself up, as the beautiful man below him sucked the life out of him.

Goku removed his mouth from Vegeta, as a whimper filled the air, and Vegeta bucked his hips into his mate's face. Goku slid his hands up the Prince's legs, making the man shiver, and gripped his hips pulling him down onto the bed and pinning him there.

He pressed his nose against Vegeta's as his tongue darted out over the other's lips.

Vegeta's arms went up and around Goku's neck as he stared into those endless orbs that lusted after him.

"Kakarott…" he said breathlessly, making Goku dip his hips lower grinding their erections together.

"Hm?" he purred into the Ouji's ear. Vegeta tried to control his urges for just a moment, so he could speak, without his voice going out on him.

"Shouldn't we concentrate on finding the killer…?" Goku's head leaned against Vegeta's as he licked the Prince's cheek, tasting the salty fiery essence.

"We will, but I need you right now…" He bit at the cheek that he licked and nipped his way down to a pert nipple, which he took between his teeth and grinded it softly. His long fingers traveled up from the side of his buttocks over a smooth dip of his hip and traced delicious abs, up to his free nipple pinching it, then he caressed his face and grabbed his ear between two fingers playing with it.

If Vegeta had asked a question before he surely didn't remember, as all coherent thought flew right out of the window. His mind blazed with the god that was before him, ravishing him with his very fingertips. He felt Kakarott's hand on his member stroking slow, so very slow. His mind screamed in ecstasy.

A beautiful face closed in on him capturing his lips with a kiss that could have singed anyone else to ashes. The hand the was playing with his ear trailed slowly across his strong jaw line and two fingers were pressed against their lips. Kakarott still kissed him as he squeezed his finger's inside Vegeta's mouth, both of their tongues licking at the slender treats.

The Prince moaned as the digits were removed and replaced at his entrance. Slowly Goku pressed his fingers inside of his Ouji, making the man below him squirm with need. He felt the larger man's face press against his ear as a breathy whisper lingered along that delicate area. "I want you…"

His tongue flicked across his lobe. He bucked his hips and Goku began grinding into him. He felt that his skin alone could start the very blankets on fire he was so hot. His skin pricked with desire, as beads of cinnamon sweat dripped off of his luscious body. He turned his head and met Goku's lips with his own, kissing the desire of his life.

"You can have me…" The Ouji whispered back.

The finger's were removed and he felt a swollen member pressed against his ready entrance. Goku sat himself up gripping the Prince's slender waist as a primal growl shook from his throat. He pushed his way inside of the tight space that was calling out to him, setting his very breathe on fire.

When he was all of the way in he took a moment to adjust, staring at his Prince, Vegeta stared right back at him a little smirk gracing his lips as Goku drew out him and teased his entrance with the head of his length, rubbing at it harshly, but not pushing inside.

Vegeta, growled and moaned at his tormenting lover, scratching at his thighs in retaliation. "Kakarott…stop…teasing…" The Ouji bucked up at him causing the stiffness to go inside of him and he moaned out as Goku threw his head back and slammed the rest of the way inside his Prince with a guttural roar.

He continued fully leaving the warmness and slamming back into it with deadly force. His nails dug into Vegeta's hip bones as he pushed harder into him.

"Ka..ka..!" Vegeta screamed as he wrapped his legs around Goku's waist pulling himself closer to the gorgeous saiyajin.

Vegeta threw his head from side to side as the steel rod known as Goku slammed into him again and again, mercilessly. A hand he thought to be permanently melted to his hip bone moved to his face grabbing his chin, turning Vegeta's head out of the pillow and to Goku's face.

"Look at me Vegeta…" He leaned in for a kiss on his swollen lips. "Your so beautiful."

The Prince stared at Kakarott's lust painted eyes, as white dust danced before his vision exploding in a cloud of stars as Goku grabbed Vegeta's erection into his hand, stroking it fastly. His eyes fought not to close at the sensations that were invading him. He loved to look at Kakarott, he needed it. He was so primal, so demanding, the Prince liked it.

"Say it…" Goku purred as he rode his Prince hard, his length rubbing against those tight hot walls of Vegeta, hitting the spot that made the Ouji writhe in pain and indescribable pleasure. "Say my name…my Prince…scream it…"

Vegeta's head began to toss in the pillow again at the sound of Goku's seductive voice. His body couldn't scream, it couldn't do anything but concentrate on the powerful force that was driving inside of him.

Goku looked at his writhing Ouji and smiled. "Say" Thrust. "My…" Another thrust and kiss on the cheek. "Name…" He thrusted grabbing tightly to Vegeta's hips.

Vegeta's mouth opened as an array of wonderful feelings hit him at once. He was afraid to scream, afraid to say inaudible words, but his voice left him on command of Kakarott's request.

"Ka..ka..rott!…Nnnngghhhaaa…fuck….harder…" Goku smiled and nodded.

"Anything for my Prince." His thrusts became faster and harder as he stared down at Vegeta whose mouth was slightly open, he leaned down kissing his Prince sucking on his tongue forcefully, which resulted in Vegeta spilling himself all over Goku's hand. The burly saiyajin brought the finger's to his mouth licking them clean.

"Mmmm…" He closed his eyes at the heavenly taste and he too finished, his seed overflowing inside of his Prince as he yelled out in pleasure. "Ve..gee..tahhhhh!" He continued to push until he was fully sated and fell on top of the Ouji, who licked his cheek and kissed it.

Goku rolled onto his side pulling Vegeta into his arms and closing his eyes. "I love you Vegeta." He said kissing the back of the man's neck.

"I love you too…" Vegeta closed his eyes listening to the heavy breathing of his mate as it got lighter and easier until he slowly fell asleep.

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The Prince woke up to a quiet knock on his door. He rubbed his eyes with a balled fist and sat up pulling the blankets off of him. He looked down forgetting he was naked, and pulled the blankets right back up.

"Vegeta?" A small voice came. "Are you awake?"

He coughed and cleared his throat, running a hand through his tousled hair.

"Yes… come in…" He looked to his side lifting up the blanket and sighed. Kakarott was not there. Where was he? He fell back on the pillow as the doorknob of his room turned and a blue haired woman walked in.

She strode over to his bed pushing a piece of hair behind her ear and cupped her hands together.

"I was just wanting to see how you were holding up, since you never showed up at ChiChi's I was worried about you." He stared at her for a moment, she looked truly shaken up, but then again, she had known Kakarott her whole life. He patted the edge of his bed.

"Sit." She did so pressing her hands in her lap and staring at the floor. "I'm doing fine, how are you doing?" He said examining her face closely. She looked tired.

"Huh? Oh…I'm fine, I have my lab to keep me busy." She coughed into one of her hands.

"Hn."

"Uh, well. I came to tell you that, his…Goku's funeral is tomorrow afternoon." Vegeta cringed at the words. Anger heated his cheeks a little, he thought of the killer for a moment and could hardly wait to destroy the person.

"Vegeta?"

He looked up at her. "Hm?"

"Did you get into a fight?" She said touching his cheek and neck where Kakarott had bit him, and she noted that his sides looked bruised and badly scratched. He only blushed for a long while turning his head from hers.

"No, Onna, no fight…I did some pretty rigorous training…"

"Oh…ok." She smiled lightly and stood up. "I will be in my lab if you need me." She turned and walked out of the door closing it behind her.

He watched her go and then ripped the blankets off himself to see if Kakarott was under there, he wasn't.

"Kakarott?!" He yelled. He stood up and studied the room for a moment then decided to put some clothes on. He slipped a blue shirt over his head when he remembered something Piccolo said. The voice replayed in his mind. "You see Goku is always with you, It just takes a lot of his power for him to appear to you, and he needs to be able to recharge. He may use you to recharge, because you are powerful…"

He stood still for a moment as if contemplating a decision. "Kakarott, I know your still in here, your just to weak to show yourself…" Vegeta whirled in another direction as he felt a warm breath assault his neck. "If that's the case, you can use me...use me to recharge…"