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Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ T_T
Agent 182: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I was grounded but now my grades are all better so, everything is fine ^_^ There is a warning for this chapter * gasp * it was obvious this fic would contain rape, it's pretty graphic it's not the whole rape scene just kinda a flash back. So be warned, if you don' care to read these things, then DON'T!! Oh and Goku does not have instant transmission, just thought I'd let you know and this takes place about 4 months before the Androids appear! So here's the next chapter in omniscient POV!!
Chapter 3: Odious
The Prince of Sayians stared at Goku. "What the hell happened to you?"
The third class opened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it.
~If you mention this to anyone, even myself; I will kill your family, then you~
"I- I uh . . ."
"Well spit it out!" Vegeta's arms moved over his chest and crossed over each other.
"I . . . I was . . . sparring with Piccolo-"
"He sure beat the shit out of you!"
Goku's hand moved behind his head, "yeah, I guess he's getting pretty strong. Um, what did you want to show me?" He asked, trying to hide his utter fear of the other Sayian.
"Let's spar."
Goku shook his head. "I-I don't want to. I'm still weak."
Vegeta smirked, "Too afraid that I'll kick your ass like the Namek did?"
"-No- that's not it. I just don't want to sp-"
Vegeta moved closer to Goku. "Come on Kakkarot, you'll like it I promise."
"I uh . . ." Goku inched away from him. "Vegeta stay where you are. D-don't come any closer." His hands balled into fists. "Please go away. I want to be alone right now, just go!" Vegeta stopped dead in his tracks. Something had obviously frightened the younger Sayian.
His eyes roamed over his chiseled face, it was now ridden with bruises. One was on his right lower eye, just below it. Knuckles were imprinted in his jaw, but now only red marks remained. His plump lips were torn, almost as if someone had bitten into them; crimson still leaked from the deep holes in them. His brows were drawn together; his usually sparkling eyes were strangely dull. "Kak-"
"GOKU!! LUNCH IS READY!!" The tall Sayian wasted no time and quickly turned away from Vegeta. Something was wrong, very wrong. "Kakkarot! Wait-" He watched the door slam shut behind the third class Sayian. 'What the hell is wrong with him?' His mind screamed. He snorted and spun around, the small home shrinking away from sight as he walked across the lush grass and to the clear river. He let his knees give away and he sat upon the soft grass. His thoughts wandered back to Goku's reaction. Vegeta was still for a moment, but he shook the thought; and pulled himself to his feet. With a glance over his shoulder, he looked back at the Son's quaint home. He shook his head and mumbled curses under his breath as he then took off to the sky and back to Capsule Corp.
~ ~ ~
Son ChiChi's hands moved to her hips. "Goku! You haven't touched your food, usually you'd have 4 plates finished by now!"
Goku cringed and lowered his head, so his hair covered his face. He sniffled as his black eyes threatened to water, unbeknownst to his wife. "Goku, what is wrong with you? You come home late all beat up, you sleep on the couch, is something wrong?" She moved closer her hand moving to his shoulder. His eyes clenched shut as she rubbed his shoulder gently. "Maybe you should go rest until you feel better." She cooed softly, her bad mood left in the shadows.
Her husband shrugged her hands off his shoulder, "yeah . . . I'm gonna go sleep for a while." He slowly stood up, moved towards the hall, and disappeared after he rounded the corner.
ChiChi stared after him and her eyes saddened. She too knew something was wrong with him. Last night when he came home, his clothes in shreds, he claimed that he had been sparring with Piccolo; but the green alien was not strong enough to do that to her husband. Her jaw tightened, that only meant one person was behind this. One Prince. Vegeta!
~ ~ ~
"Vegeta?" The young Sayian said softly, concern drenched his words as he moved closer to his prince. Vegeta spun and grabbed a hold of the other Sayian forearms and pressed his lips against his. Goku gasped in surprise and shoved at Vegeta, but he was held firmly in place. "Wh-what are you-" He was silenced by the mouth yet again; his parted lips was used to Vegeta's advantage, it gave him time to dart his tongue inside to get a better taste of the sweet honey called Goku.
Vegeta jerked away as copper filled his own mouth, his left eye twitched in anger.
Goku stood defiantly. "Ve-Vegeta-" He panted heavily. "I- I should go ChiChi she'll be worried-" He turned to leave as quickly as possible.
He yelped as he was shoved from behind and into the nearest wall. A near by lamp shattered s it hit the ground. Goku pulled himself from beside the lamp, a dull ache in his shoulder and his heart. He didn't understand what Vegeta was doing. "You're . . . not . . . going . . . anywhere!" Vegeta's words were slurred by the alcohol and so were his thoughts.
"You need to rest, you're sick. I'll bring you upstairs-" Vegeta lunched forward, catching Goku in his midsection, he received a pained groan as Goku tried to get out from under Vegeta. His heart screamed for him to help Vegeta, but his mind that was a VERY different story.
Orange fabric tore as Vegeta jerked his arms to the side as they held the innocent Sayian's gi shirt. "Vegeta! STOP!" He ordered but was ignored. At this, Goku's eyes turned to slits and he kicked to his feet, Vegeta flipped off of him and to the carpet. As he tried to get up Goku raced past him and to the front door as his hand reached the knob he found himself pressed up against it, his cheek smashed into the door painfully. Black eyes widened as something brushed against him from behind, the action made his insides tingle and he didn't like it. A low purr came from behind him as something hard rubbed against his thigh. "GET THE HELL OFFA ME!!" He shouted and elbowed Vegeta in the chest, only to have knuckles imprinted on his strong jaw. He shut his eyes, trying to ignore the splitting pain but he only experienced more as he was thrown to the ground. He pushed himself to his knees to see Vegeta looming over him. Goku knew something was wrong with the other Sayian, there had to be. Vegeta wouldn't do this and be in his right mind would he? WOULD HE??!!"
"I've finally got you graveling at my feet. While you're down there you might as well get on all fours." Goku's eyebrows knitted together in confusion.
"NO! I'm leaving!" He rose to his feet; his ki swirled around him, his hair rising up and turning golden. Everything in the room was tossed back as he did this.
Vegeta clapped, a smug grin played across his lips. "Beautiful." He said in awe. Goku's eyes widened as Vegeta screamed; the blue ki surrounding him flashing to gold then back to blue then to gold again but it stayed this time.
"Ve-" Cold aqua eyes met Goku's widened eyes. Vegeta's ki was a lot stronger than his. He had been sparring with Piccolo all day and he was worn out. He was too astonished as everything in the room was shoved back with a great force.
His eyes stayed wide as Vegeta moved forward menacingly; he gave Goku no time to escape. His fist met solidly just below his left eye, the pain nearly blinding him in that eye. He stumbled back, clutching at his face. His face received another brutal assault, as did his shoulder when it slammed against the ground with a crunch. He cried out and punched at Vegeta, none of them fazing the Prince. He growled and tore at Goku's clothes, tearing orange and blue; leaving it in shreds on the floor. "Vegeta!!" He was seized yet again by Vegeta's talented lips. He felt completely bare, and then he realized, he was. His cries of protest went unheard. "Vegeta! Stop- what are you doing? STOP!!-" He yelled at the only other full bloodied Sayian. A Sayian whom had trusted him and told him his darkest secret, a Sayian he had trusted. Vegeta straddled Goku's hips and pressed against Goku, moaning deep within his throat. His fingers danced across the smooth perfection of Goku's chest.
He finally spoke. "I hate you." Anger filled his words. Goku's eyes avoided Vegeta's as he once again tried to free himself, but each desperate attempt was futile. His jaw was grasped, nails biting into his skin as he was forced to look at Vegeta. "I'm going to show you how much I hate you." He leaned forward, still holding Goku's face in place. His tongue ran over bruised lips then he caught them between his teeth and he bit down.
Goku howled as pain flared in his bottom lip. He pulled away, a ki blast forming in his hands. His wrists were suddenly pinned down and held tightly against the carpet. Almost as if chains held him in place . . .
He squirmed under his "friend". "H-Hold still!" Vegeta growled as he brought Goku's wrist together and held them in place over his head with one hand. The blue sweatbands barely protecting his wrists from the blue and black that was sure to appear.
Vegeta slipped out of the dark blue spandex and kicked it away from himself, his black boxers shortly followed.
Goku's eyes widened as realization hit him full force, as did Vegeta's forehead. His head lolled back and forth, his thoughts and sight blurred by the hit.
'No!' His mind repeated over and over again. He was roughly turned onto his belly, still held in place by Vegeta's stronger arms. Glass dug into his face and chest as a tear crept down his cheek. He received a chuckle from Vegeta and a 'weakling' comment.
Muscular thighs spread his roughly apart, glass tore across his skin. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment." He leaned forward until his mouth was by Goku's right ear, a chill shooting through the venerable Sayian's spine. "If you mention this to anyone, even myself; I will kill your family, then you."
Goku did the only thing he could think of doing, he pleaded. "Vegeta, no- please! Don't- don't do this PLEASE!" He begged as Vegeta positioned himself over the Sayian under himself, the head of his large dick tearing the taunt opening. A purr rose from his throat, as he trusted forward into the unprepared body, into the virgin body, into the innocent body. A scream of utter violation, fear, and pain erupted from the young Sayian's mouth.
~ ~ ~
Goku sat up, his sweat drenched body clinging to the light blue sheets. He tried to calm his abnormally beating heart. The pain quickly rising. His body had been torn and battered in the worst way possible and by a friend. He waited for the pain in his backside to subside before he lazily got to his feet. The tears started as he entered the bathroom, his eyes moving to the mirror.
'. . . Beautiful . . .'
'. . . I hate you . . ."
He watched as clear droplets slid down the curves of his cheeks, each one leaving a salty wet trail. His tongue ran over dry bleeding lips, the tangy taste still on them. He turned, his sobs growing louder as he turned on the tub. The room filled with steam as he freed himself from his clothing. His bruised body still defined and perfect as it had always been. He cursed under his breath as he almost wished he hadn't been gifted with it. Almost . . .
He went into the hot water, his body turned red as he got in. He relaxed into the liquid, sobs wracking his frail body. The water soon filled to his desire and he let his eyelids lower.
~ ~ ~
Piccolo watched as Goku stepped outside of his home. His move was sluggish and he appeared to be in pain, he would only expect him to be after what he assumed happened to him. He frowned as Goku smiled at him. "What happened to you?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.
"Uh . . ." He didn't answer for a moment. "Gohan and I were-"
"-Goku, I know what happened." He said in his monotone voice.
Goku's voice grew frantic. "What!! No- how- you can't!"
"Calm down. Don't worry I won't tell anyone unless you want me to. You need to speak with him."
"No- I can't I'm . . . I'm too scared . . ."
"Of what? I never thought I'd see the day that you'd be scared of Vegeta."
"You don't understand." Goku turned away from him.
"I may not understand what is was like and I'm sorry but you have to confront him sooner or later."
Goku took a deep breath. "Then I will."
To
Be
Continued . . .
Agent 182: Hope you loved it ^_^ and as always reviews are nice and THANKS to all those who read and reviewed!!! I love you all!! ^_~
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ T_T
Agent 182: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I was grounded but now my grades are all better so, everything is fine ^_^ There is a warning for this chapter * gasp * it was obvious this fic would contain rape, it's pretty graphic it's not the whole rape scene just kinda a flash back. So be warned, if you don' care to read these things, then DON'T!! Oh and Goku does not have instant transmission, just thought I'd let you know and this takes place about 4 months before the Androids appear! So here's the next chapter in omniscient POV!!
Chapter 3: Odious
The Prince of Sayians stared at Goku. "What the hell happened to you?"
The third class opened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it.
~If you mention this to anyone, even myself; I will kill your family, then you~
"I- I uh . . ."
"Well spit it out!" Vegeta's arms moved over his chest and crossed over each other.
"I . . . I was . . . sparring with Piccolo-"
"He sure beat the shit out of you!"
Goku's hand moved behind his head, "yeah, I guess he's getting pretty strong. Um, what did you want to show me?" He asked, trying to hide his utter fear of the other Sayian.
"Let's spar."
Goku shook his head. "I-I don't want to. I'm still weak."
Vegeta smirked, "Too afraid that I'll kick your ass like the Namek did?"
"-No- that's not it. I just don't want to sp-"
Vegeta moved closer to Goku. "Come on Kakkarot, you'll like it I promise."
"I uh . . ." Goku inched away from him. "Vegeta stay where you are. D-don't come any closer." His hands balled into fists. "Please go away. I want to be alone right now, just go!" Vegeta stopped dead in his tracks. Something had obviously frightened the younger Sayian.
His eyes roamed over his chiseled face, it was now ridden with bruises. One was on his right lower eye, just below it. Knuckles were imprinted in his jaw, but now only red marks remained. His plump lips were torn, almost as if someone had bitten into them; crimson still leaked from the deep holes in them. His brows were drawn together; his usually sparkling eyes were strangely dull. "Kak-"
"GOKU!! LUNCH IS READY!!" The tall Sayian wasted no time and quickly turned away from Vegeta. Something was wrong, very wrong. "Kakkarot! Wait-" He watched the door slam shut behind the third class Sayian. 'What the hell is wrong with him?' His mind screamed. He snorted and spun around, the small home shrinking away from sight as he walked across the lush grass and to the clear river. He let his knees give away and he sat upon the soft grass. His thoughts wandered back to Goku's reaction. Vegeta was still for a moment, but he shook the thought; and pulled himself to his feet. With a glance over his shoulder, he looked back at the Son's quaint home. He shook his head and mumbled curses under his breath as he then took off to the sky and back to Capsule Corp.
~ ~ ~
Son ChiChi's hands moved to her hips. "Goku! You haven't touched your food, usually you'd have 4 plates finished by now!"
Goku cringed and lowered his head, so his hair covered his face. He sniffled as his black eyes threatened to water, unbeknownst to his wife. "Goku, what is wrong with you? You come home late all beat up, you sleep on the couch, is something wrong?" She moved closer her hand moving to his shoulder. His eyes clenched shut as she rubbed his shoulder gently. "Maybe you should go rest until you feel better." She cooed softly, her bad mood left in the shadows.
Her husband shrugged her hands off his shoulder, "yeah . . . I'm gonna go sleep for a while." He slowly stood up, moved towards the hall, and disappeared after he rounded the corner.
ChiChi stared after him and her eyes saddened. She too knew something was wrong with him. Last night when he came home, his clothes in shreds, he claimed that he had been sparring with Piccolo; but the green alien was not strong enough to do that to her husband. Her jaw tightened, that only meant one person was behind this. One Prince. Vegeta!
~ ~ ~
"Vegeta?" The young Sayian said softly, concern drenched his words as he moved closer to his prince. Vegeta spun and grabbed a hold of the other Sayian forearms and pressed his lips against his. Goku gasped in surprise and shoved at Vegeta, but he was held firmly in place. "Wh-what are you-" He was silenced by the mouth yet again; his parted lips was used to Vegeta's advantage, it gave him time to dart his tongue inside to get a better taste of the sweet honey called Goku.
Vegeta jerked away as copper filled his own mouth, his left eye twitched in anger.
Goku stood defiantly. "Ve-Vegeta-" He panted heavily. "I- I should go ChiChi she'll be worried-" He turned to leave as quickly as possible.
He yelped as he was shoved from behind and into the nearest wall. A near by lamp shattered s it hit the ground. Goku pulled himself from beside the lamp, a dull ache in his shoulder and his heart. He didn't understand what Vegeta was doing. "You're . . . not . . . going . . . anywhere!" Vegeta's words were slurred by the alcohol and so were his thoughts.
"You need to rest, you're sick. I'll bring you upstairs-" Vegeta lunched forward, catching Goku in his midsection, he received a pained groan as Goku tried to get out from under Vegeta. His heart screamed for him to help Vegeta, but his mind that was a VERY different story.
Orange fabric tore as Vegeta jerked his arms to the side as they held the innocent Sayian's gi shirt. "Vegeta! STOP!" He ordered but was ignored. At this, Goku's eyes turned to slits and he kicked to his feet, Vegeta flipped off of him and to the carpet. As he tried to get up Goku raced past him and to the front door as his hand reached the knob he found himself pressed up against it, his cheek smashed into the door painfully. Black eyes widened as something brushed against him from behind, the action made his insides tingle and he didn't like it. A low purr came from behind him as something hard rubbed against his thigh. "GET THE HELL OFFA ME!!" He shouted and elbowed Vegeta in the chest, only to have knuckles imprinted on his strong jaw. He shut his eyes, trying to ignore the splitting pain but he only experienced more as he was thrown to the ground. He pushed himself to his knees to see Vegeta looming over him. Goku knew something was wrong with the other Sayian, there had to be. Vegeta wouldn't do this and be in his right mind would he? WOULD HE??!!"
"I've finally got you graveling at my feet. While you're down there you might as well get on all fours." Goku's eyebrows knitted together in confusion.
"NO! I'm leaving!" He rose to his feet; his ki swirled around him, his hair rising up and turning golden. Everything in the room was tossed back as he did this.
Vegeta clapped, a smug grin played across his lips. "Beautiful." He said in awe. Goku's eyes widened as Vegeta screamed; the blue ki surrounding him flashing to gold then back to blue then to gold again but it stayed this time.
"Ve-" Cold aqua eyes met Goku's widened eyes. Vegeta's ki was a lot stronger than his. He had been sparring with Piccolo all day and he was worn out. He was too astonished as everything in the room was shoved back with a great force.
His eyes stayed wide as Vegeta moved forward menacingly; he gave Goku no time to escape. His fist met solidly just below his left eye, the pain nearly blinding him in that eye. He stumbled back, clutching at his face. His face received another brutal assault, as did his shoulder when it slammed against the ground with a crunch. He cried out and punched at Vegeta, none of them fazing the Prince. He growled and tore at Goku's clothes, tearing orange and blue; leaving it in shreds on the floor. "Vegeta!!" He was seized yet again by Vegeta's talented lips. He felt completely bare, and then he realized, he was. His cries of protest went unheard. "Vegeta! Stop- what are you doing? STOP!!-" He yelled at the only other full bloodied Sayian. A Sayian whom had trusted him and told him his darkest secret, a Sayian he had trusted. Vegeta straddled Goku's hips and pressed against Goku, moaning deep within his throat. His fingers danced across the smooth perfection of Goku's chest.
He finally spoke. "I hate you." Anger filled his words. Goku's eyes avoided Vegeta's as he once again tried to free himself, but each desperate attempt was futile. His jaw was grasped, nails biting into his skin as he was forced to look at Vegeta. "I'm going to show you how much I hate you." He leaned forward, still holding Goku's face in place. His tongue ran over bruised lips then he caught them between his teeth and he bit down.
Goku howled as pain flared in his bottom lip. He pulled away, a ki blast forming in his hands. His wrists were suddenly pinned down and held tightly against the carpet. Almost as if chains held him in place . . .
He squirmed under his "friend". "H-Hold still!" Vegeta growled as he brought Goku's wrist together and held them in place over his head with one hand. The blue sweatbands barely protecting his wrists from the blue and black that was sure to appear.
Vegeta slipped out of the dark blue spandex and kicked it away from himself, his black boxers shortly followed.
Goku's eyes widened as realization hit him full force, as did Vegeta's forehead. His head lolled back and forth, his thoughts and sight blurred by the hit.
'No!' His mind repeated over and over again. He was roughly turned onto his belly, still held in place by Vegeta's stronger arms. Glass dug into his face and chest as a tear crept down his cheek. He received a chuckle from Vegeta and a 'weakling' comment.
Muscular thighs spread his roughly apart, glass tore across his skin. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment." He leaned forward until his mouth was by Goku's right ear, a chill shooting through the venerable Sayian's spine. "If you mention this to anyone, even myself; I will kill your family, then you."
Goku did the only thing he could think of doing, he pleaded. "Vegeta, no- please! Don't- don't do this PLEASE!" He begged as Vegeta positioned himself over the Sayian under himself, the head of his large dick tearing the taunt opening. A purr rose from his throat, as he trusted forward into the unprepared body, into the virgin body, into the innocent body. A scream of utter violation, fear, and pain erupted from the young Sayian's mouth.
~ ~ ~
Goku sat up, his sweat drenched body clinging to the light blue sheets. He tried to calm his abnormally beating heart. The pain quickly rising. His body had been torn and battered in the worst way possible and by a friend. He waited for the pain in his backside to subside before he lazily got to his feet. The tears started as he entered the bathroom, his eyes moving to the mirror.
'. . . Beautiful . . .'
'. . . I hate you . . ."
He watched as clear droplets slid down the curves of his cheeks, each one leaving a salty wet trail. His tongue ran over dry bleeding lips, the tangy taste still on them. He turned, his sobs growing louder as he turned on the tub. The room filled with steam as he freed himself from his clothing. His bruised body still defined and perfect as it had always been. He cursed under his breath as he almost wished he hadn't been gifted with it. Almost . . .
He went into the hot water, his body turned red as he got in. He relaxed into the liquid, sobs wracking his frail body. The water soon filled to his desire and he let his eyelids lower.
~ ~ ~
Piccolo watched as Goku stepped outside of his home. His move was sluggish and he appeared to be in pain, he would only expect him to be after what he assumed happened to him. He frowned as Goku smiled at him. "What happened to you?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.
"Uh . . ." He didn't answer for a moment. "Gohan and I were-"
"-Goku, I know what happened." He said in his monotone voice.
Goku's voice grew frantic. "What!! No- how- you can't!"
"Calm down. Don't worry I won't tell anyone unless you want me to. You need to speak with him."
"No- I can't I'm . . . I'm too scared . . ."
"Of what? I never thought I'd see the day that you'd be scared of Vegeta."
"You don't understand." Goku turned away from him.
"I may not understand what is was like and I'm sorry but you have to confront him sooner or later."
Goku took a deep breath. "Then I will."
To
Be
Continued . . .
Agent 182: Hope you loved it ^_^ and as always reviews are nice and THANKS to all those who read and reviewed!!! I love you all!! ^_~