Abhor
Chapter 8: malignity
A few more weeks passed. Kakkarot isn't as skittish around me; we can hold a conversation without him freaking out. He was now able to get some food down, mainly soup. I stayed with him when he felt sick, watched over him while he slept and helped him when he needed it.
His bitch wife hasn't shown her ugly face in awhile. Thank god. If I had to deal with her again . . . she did let Gohan visit, although she doesn't know him and I spar. He usually stays with his father. They play games and Gohan asks about his soon to be family member.
The only thing that really is bothering me right now is the date.
May 11th
The boy from the future said that the Androids would appear on May 12th. That's tomorrow. Dammit! I've been so busy with Kakkarot that I've barely trained.
I jabbed my fist into a pathetic robot, quickly shattering it to pieces.
How the hell am I going to protect Kakkarot if I'm not strong enough?
I growled deep within my throat as I crushed another robot under my boot.
A beeping sound causes me to stop. I shot my head over my shoulder and to the door. The woman walked in a frown on her face. "What do you want?"
"Sorry to disturb you but I need to ask you some questions about Goku."
I sighed, more questions . . . "Fine." I mumbled and followed her out of the gravity room and into her lab.
I smiled at Kakkarot as I walked in. He sat upon a gurney, his feet swinging under it.
I took a seat in a near by chair. "Vegeta, I need to know how he gives birth. He doesn't really have the parts . . ."
"Use your brain woman! Kakkarot lift your shirt." I instructed the younger Sayian.
"What? . . . oh . . . kay." He did so. There was a small bulge where his usually toned six pack was. I traced my finger across a barely visible line; I felt the skin shudder beneath my touch. "You cut along this line right here." She nodded as I moved my hand away from Kakkarot and his shirt fell back in place.
"Do you think the androids will be able to tell that he's pregnant?"
I shook my head. "No, the doctor made sure that no one could tell unless they could feel ki. That's why his stomach isn't as large as a female's would be. If an enemy found a male in battle that was with child . . ." I trailed off, not even wanting to imagine what they would do. "All we can do is hope they can't feel the child's ki or any ki. I don't even have to search for it and I can feel it. If the androids show up unexpectedly Kakkarot will be defenseless."
"He isn't that weak Vegeta."
"If you could feel ki you wouldn't think that. His ki has lowered dramatically over the last few weeks. That's why he's been so tired. He has no energy." I heard Kakkarot sigh and I looked over at him.
"I know, I've felt it. I feel so weak. I hate being this way. I can't do anything!" I frowned at his words.
"There's nothing you can do about that. Just conserve your energy." He got up from where he sat.
"I'm not going to sit around while everyone is getting killed!" His eyes met mine, searching for understanding.
"There is nothing you can do! You will not fight!"
His eyes went to the ground. "I feel so worthless . . ." I gasped at his words as did the woman.
"Kakkarot, you are anything but worthless. You can not fight because I don't want you or our child injured. It's hard enough with the androids, but if you were in the battle field; your weakened state would not go unnoticed and they would go for your weakest spot. Your stomach."
"He's right Goku. You'll be fine here with me and Vegeta."
"But what about everyone else? Are we going to just let them die?"
Not a bad idea . . . "No, I will destroy the Androids. The Namek and I will be able to rid the world of those metal freaks."
"You can't be serious. You'd leave Goku here with me?"
"Feh, I won't be gone long." My arms crossed over my chest. "Those androids will be dead before they even get close to you!" They both looked skeptical.
"Okay Vegeta." I froze at Kakkarot's words.
"What?"
"I said okay. You want to do that . . . go ahead." His eyes met mine; the usual fire flickered back. "I trust your decision."
Trust? He trusts my decision? My insides began to quake as he said that. Oh god. His eyes darted over to Bulma for a moment then back to mine. I wanted to reach forward and take him in my arms, holding him close forever. But I watched him turn away from me.
"I'm going to go rest."
No . . . I need to tell him. I must! So, I followed him. He paused and glanced over his shoulder.
"Yeah?"
"CanIsleepinyourroomwithyou?" I spoke as fast as I could. Trying desperately to hide the suddenly blush on my face. Dammit! He's turning me into a fucking pansy!
He hesitated for a moment. Thinking it over carefully. He gave a weak shrug. "Sure." I could barely hear his voice. He's getting weaker everyday . . . "Are you just gonna stare?" I blinked my eyes for a moment. Oh shit. I was staring. I shook my head and mumbled curses under my breath as I followed him into his room.
I entered the room as Kakkarot removed his shirt. Revealing his heaven sent body to me. Maybe not exactly to me but, I felt as if he was- I wish that he was . . .
He turned to face me, my face and groins heating up very fast. "You okay Vegeta? You seem a little . . . uh hot . . ." I shifted uncomfortably. If anyone here is hot. It's him.
"N-no I'm fine." I snorted and peeled off my shirt.
Kakkarot forced a smile as he pulled back the heavy blankets on his bed. "You wanna sleep in the bed with me?"
"A-are you sure?"
He nodded and smiled warmly at me. He slid under the heavy blankets and my heart thundered in my chest. Oh god . . . He nuzzled the blankets and I slipped my boots free of my feet and got into the cool bed. I lifted the blankets over my body and rested my head on my pillow. I turned to face Kakkarot to see his curious eyes looking back at me. "Vegeta." He said softly. His hand snaked forwards and took mine. His warmth transferred into my icy cold body. "I'm sorry I was such a jerk I was just . . . afraid that you'd hurt me again."
I nodded slowly. "I know and I don't blame you." I squeezed his hand gently.
"You said that you wanted to tell me something . . ." He scooted closer to me. His warm breath caressing my face.
I frowned, I was planning on telling him . . . my hand reached forward and I cupped his chin. "Kakkarot . . . I- I love you" I let the words fall from my lips as a warm smile came to his lips but he stayed silent for a moment. I released my hands from his chin and slowly let them trail down his neck; bare chest and they halted at his slightly rounded stomach. My palm opened, his warmth radiated brightly as I felt small movements. A smile graced my features as my eyes met Kakkarot's. They were filled with something I hadn't seen in a long time. Friendship, trust, and . . . love . . .
"Vegeta . . . help me forget . . ." His hands slowly moved mine away from his stomach and to his lips. Kissing each digit and knuckle. My eyes slid shut as I tried to suppress my moan. Oh god . . . He whimpered lowly as I pulled my willing hand away.
"No . . ." I paused as his eyes filled to the brim with tears. "That's my job." I said lowly and leaned forward, pressing my lips against his, and to my surprise I felt pressure back. Not as much as I expected, but it was there. I carefully moved over him, smiling down on him. Tears fell down his pale cheeks and I kissed them away. "Don't cry. You'll never cry again." His rosy lips opened and his tongue darted out and left a wet trail across my chest. My body groaned as he did this and I found it very hard not to take him right there. My body shuddered as he brushed butterfly kisses against my collarbone.
I bent my elbows and rested upon them, trying to keep as much weight off him as possible. My fingers caught his hair and smoothed it back as a low rumble emerged from his throat. I continued to soothe him with the simple movement of my hands in his wild ebony. The kisses stopped but the purr continued as I gazed down at him. His eyes were shut and he appeared to be sleeping peacefully.
I rolled off of him and pulled the blankets over him and myself. "Goodnight . . . love . . ." My own eyes weighed down and slowly slid shut.
I awoke the next morning. Kakkarot still sleeping next to me. His hand latched to mine. I removed It from mine, being careful not to wake him in the process. Thankfully I didn't wake him.
I threw on my shirt and exited the room. The woman smiled at me as I walked into the kitchen. "I see you and Goku are getting along." I snorted. "I already made coffee." She poured me a cup and put a cube of sugar in it.
5 cups later, Kakkarot was still asleep. It's almost 8:00! The androids will appear in 2 hours! He's usually awake by now! The woman had already tried to rouse him twice but he refused to wake. He's probably so worn out. I smirked. And we didn't even do anything. At those thoughts I heard Kakkarot's voice.
"V-Veg-Vegeta . . ." I heard his voice, low and raspy. The woman and I turned to face him. He grimaced and his eyes clenched shut as my eyes trailed to his hands, and where it held onto as he gasped for breath. Oh god . . . "I-It hu-hurts." He whimper as he staggered forward.
"Oh my . . . Vegeta! Go to ChiChi's and get the medicine! HURRY!" My heart raced as I sped out of the door.
To be continued . . .
Agent 182: BUHAHAHA! Another chapter up! Thanks for the reviews! I always take those into consideration when I write a chapter. ^ ^ Special thanks to Sayiajinfirefly for reading some of the lines and the torture I put you through, heh heh and Ryan! Also thanks to LadyKasai! Also, if you haven't read my new fic, it's called L'Anal Sonda. It's only on AFF.net so if you're interested, you should look it up! Thanks for reading the next chapter should be up . . . sooner or later . . .
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Chapter 8: malignity
A few more weeks passed. Kakkarot isn't as skittish around me; we can hold a conversation without him freaking out. He was now able to get some food down, mainly soup. I stayed with him when he felt sick, watched over him while he slept and helped him when he needed it.
His bitch wife hasn't shown her ugly face in awhile. Thank god. If I had to deal with her again . . . she did let Gohan visit, although she doesn't know him and I spar. He usually stays with his father. They play games and Gohan asks about his soon to be family member.
The only thing that really is bothering me right now is the date.
May 11th
The boy from the future said that the Androids would appear on May 12th. That's tomorrow. Dammit! I've been so busy with Kakkarot that I've barely trained.
I jabbed my fist into a pathetic robot, quickly shattering it to pieces.
How the hell am I going to protect Kakkarot if I'm not strong enough?
I growled deep within my throat as I crushed another robot under my boot.
A beeping sound causes me to stop. I shot my head over my shoulder and to the door. The woman walked in a frown on her face. "What do you want?"
"Sorry to disturb you but I need to ask you some questions about Goku."
I sighed, more questions . . . "Fine." I mumbled and followed her out of the gravity room and into her lab.
I smiled at Kakkarot as I walked in. He sat upon a gurney, his feet swinging under it.
I took a seat in a near by chair. "Vegeta, I need to know how he gives birth. He doesn't really have the parts . . ."
"Use your brain woman! Kakkarot lift your shirt." I instructed the younger Sayian.
"What? . . . oh . . . kay." He did so. There was a small bulge where his usually toned six pack was. I traced my finger across a barely visible line; I felt the skin shudder beneath my touch. "You cut along this line right here." She nodded as I moved my hand away from Kakkarot and his shirt fell back in place.
"Do you think the androids will be able to tell that he's pregnant?"
I shook my head. "No, the doctor made sure that no one could tell unless they could feel ki. That's why his stomach isn't as large as a female's would be. If an enemy found a male in battle that was with child . . ." I trailed off, not even wanting to imagine what they would do. "All we can do is hope they can't feel the child's ki or any ki. I don't even have to search for it and I can feel it. If the androids show up unexpectedly Kakkarot will be defenseless."
"He isn't that weak Vegeta."
"If you could feel ki you wouldn't think that. His ki has lowered dramatically over the last few weeks. That's why he's been so tired. He has no energy." I heard Kakkarot sigh and I looked over at him.
"I know, I've felt it. I feel so weak. I hate being this way. I can't do anything!" I frowned at his words.
"There's nothing you can do about that. Just conserve your energy." He got up from where he sat.
"I'm not going to sit around while everyone is getting killed!" His eyes met mine, searching for understanding.
"There is nothing you can do! You will not fight!"
His eyes went to the ground. "I feel so worthless . . ." I gasped at his words as did the woman.
"Kakkarot, you are anything but worthless. You can not fight because I don't want you or our child injured. It's hard enough with the androids, but if you were in the battle field; your weakened state would not go unnoticed and they would go for your weakest spot. Your stomach."
"He's right Goku. You'll be fine here with me and Vegeta."
"But what about everyone else? Are we going to just let them die?"
Not a bad idea . . . "No, I will destroy the Androids. The Namek and I will be able to rid the world of those metal freaks."
"You can't be serious. You'd leave Goku here with me?"
"Feh, I won't be gone long." My arms crossed over my chest. "Those androids will be dead before they even get close to you!" They both looked skeptical.
"Okay Vegeta." I froze at Kakkarot's words.
"What?"
"I said okay. You want to do that . . . go ahead." His eyes met mine; the usual fire flickered back. "I trust your decision."
Trust? He trusts my decision? My insides began to quake as he said that. Oh god. His eyes darted over to Bulma for a moment then back to mine. I wanted to reach forward and take him in my arms, holding him close forever. But I watched him turn away from me.
"I'm going to go rest."
No . . . I need to tell him. I must! So, I followed him. He paused and glanced over his shoulder.
"Yeah?"
"CanIsleepinyourroomwithyou?" I spoke as fast as I could. Trying desperately to hide the suddenly blush on my face. Dammit! He's turning me into a fucking pansy!
He hesitated for a moment. Thinking it over carefully. He gave a weak shrug. "Sure." I could barely hear his voice. He's getting weaker everyday . . . "Are you just gonna stare?" I blinked my eyes for a moment. Oh shit. I was staring. I shook my head and mumbled curses under my breath as I followed him into his room.
I entered the room as Kakkarot removed his shirt. Revealing his heaven sent body to me. Maybe not exactly to me but, I felt as if he was- I wish that he was . . .
He turned to face me, my face and groins heating up very fast. "You okay Vegeta? You seem a little . . . uh hot . . ." I shifted uncomfortably. If anyone here is hot. It's him.
"N-no I'm fine." I snorted and peeled off my shirt.
Kakkarot forced a smile as he pulled back the heavy blankets on his bed. "You wanna sleep in the bed with me?"
"A-are you sure?"
He nodded and smiled warmly at me. He slid under the heavy blankets and my heart thundered in my chest. Oh god . . . He nuzzled the blankets and I slipped my boots free of my feet and got into the cool bed. I lifted the blankets over my body and rested my head on my pillow. I turned to face Kakkarot to see his curious eyes looking back at me. "Vegeta." He said softly. His hand snaked forwards and took mine. His warmth transferred into my icy cold body. "I'm sorry I was such a jerk I was just . . . afraid that you'd hurt me again."
I nodded slowly. "I know and I don't blame you." I squeezed his hand gently.
"You said that you wanted to tell me something . . ." He scooted closer to me. His warm breath caressing my face.
I frowned, I was planning on telling him . . . my hand reached forward and I cupped his chin. "Kakkarot . . . I- I love you" I let the words fall from my lips as a warm smile came to his lips but he stayed silent for a moment. I released my hands from his chin and slowly let them trail down his neck; bare chest and they halted at his slightly rounded stomach. My palm opened, his warmth radiated brightly as I felt small movements. A smile graced my features as my eyes met Kakkarot's. They were filled with something I hadn't seen in a long time. Friendship, trust, and . . . love . . .
"Vegeta . . . help me forget . . ." His hands slowly moved mine away from his stomach and to his lips. Kissing each digit and knuckle. My eyes slid shut as I tried to suppress my moan. Oh god . . . He whimpered lowly as I pulled my willing hand away.
"No . . ." I paused as his eyes filled to the brim with tears. "That's my job." I said lowly and leaned forward, pressing my lips against his, and to my surprise I felt pressure back. Not as much as I expected, but it was there. I carefully moved over him, smiling down on him. Tears fell down his pale cheeks and I kissed them away. "Don't cry. You'll never cry again." His rosy lips opened and his tongue darted out and left a wet trail across my chest. My body groaned as he did this and I found it very hard not to take him right there. My body shuddered as he brushed butterfly kisses against my collarbone.
I bent my elbows and rested upon them, trying to keep as much weight off him as possible. My fingers caught his hair and smoothed it back as a low rumble emerged from his throat. I continued to soothe him with the simple movement of my hands in his wild ebony. The kisses stopped but the purr continued as I gazed down at him. His eyes were shut and he appeared to be sleeping peacefully.
I rolled off of him and pulled the blankets over him and myself. "Goodnight . . . love . . ." My own eyes weighed down and slowly slid shut.
I awoke the next morning. Kakkarot still sleeping next to me. His hand latched to mine. I removed It from mine, being careful not to wake him in the process. Thankfully I didn't wake him.
I threw on my shirt and exited the room. The woman smiled at me as I walked into the kitchen. "I see you and Goku are getting along." I snorted. "I already made coffee." She poured me a cup and put a cube of sugar in it.
5 cups later, Kakkarot was still asleep. It's almost 8:00! The androids will appear in 2 hours! He's usually awake by now! The woman had already tried to rouse him twice but he refused to wake. He's probably so worn out. I smirked. And we didn't even do anything. At those thoughts I heard Kakkarot's voice.
"V-Veg-Vegeta . . ." I heard his voice, low and raspy. The woman and I turned to face him. He grimaced and his eyes clenched shut as my eyes trailed to his hands, and where it held onto as he gasped for breath. Oh god . . . "I-It hu-hurts." He whimper as he staggered forward.
"Oh my . . . Vegeta! Go to ChiChi's and get the medicine! HURRY!" My heart raced as I sped out of the door.
To be continued . . .
Agent 182: BUHAHAHA! Another chapter up! Thanks for the reviews! I always take those into consideration when I write a chapter. ^ ^ Special thanks to Sayiajinfirefly for reading some of the lines and the torture I put you through, heh heh and Ryan! Also thanks to LadyKasai! Also, if you haven't read my new fic, it's called L'Anal Sonda. It's only on AFF.net so if you're interested, you should look it up! Thanks for reading the next chapter should be up . . . sooner or later . . .
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