WARNING: YAOI/LEMON, for those who don't like it, I've put the lemon part between the '-------' line, so you can still follow the story without having to read something you don't like

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CHAPTER 12: LEMONS AND GREENS, ICE AND FIRE

He started awake. Those nightmares again… like the ones of the death of his mother and the destruction of his planet, only this time… he saw Raditz die. A fist-sized hole punctured through his chest and choking in his own blood. It seemed so real… he shuddered. Every time he had such a dream, it came true. But he didn't want this to happen to his comrade… just his comrade?… Lately he seemed so much more to him than just his fellow Saiyan. But since when and why? He couldn't really tell. Maybe he had felt it longer than he knew.

Another nightmare showed the death of his other fellow Saiyan, Turles. His long-time friend, bodyguard and trainer. Frieza also appeared in several nightmares. In one, he was even killed by the kisama, a beam shot right through his heart. In others, he was just raped over and over again. When would they stop… And what the hell could all these strange dreams mean? They can't be reality… can they?

'And where am I now? Another sick nightmare? …'

He felt a soft, warm breath on his cheek. He turned his head slowly to the side… to look up to the familiar face of a sleeping Raditz. Vegeta took a slight notice of the strong arms wrapped around him and the long, dark tail curled closely around his waist.

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Somehow he couldn't really resist… he leaned closer to the other Saiyan's face and their lips touched. Raditz responded and the kiss was deepened. Vegeta moved his arms and wrapped them around the taller Saiyan's neck. Raditz let out a soft purring sound in his throat before his eyes blinked open. Vegeta quickly broke from the kiss.

"Vegeta?" He looked relieved "At least you're alright. You got me worried though, you just wouldn't wake up…"

"As you can see, Raditz, I'm rather fine now…"

"H-Hai… But… you…" Raditz trailed off as Vegeta leaned in closer and nibbled softly on his earlobe. Raditz turned his head and nuzzled deeply in Vegeta's hair, while his hand ran down over his back to the Prince's tail, caressing the appendage between his fingers at the base, sending pleasure sparks up Vegeta's spine.

Slim fingers parted the fur to reach the sensitive skin of the larger Saiyan's tail, while Vegeta released his ear to place hot kisses across his jaw line. Their lips met each other again and melted together in a passionate kiss. His hand traced over his comrade's well-formed chest muscles, down to the zoom of his black shorts. The Prince quickly got rid of them and stroked over his length, in a sort of teasing manner. The larger Saiyan let out a short gasp, before moaning into their kiss as Vegeta took a tighter grip around his penis, starting to pump at a slow pace.

Vegeta broke from the kiss and moved down, kissing over his neck, stopping momentarily to nibble on the skin at the base of his neck and his collarbone. He moved further down over his chest, his tongue darting out now and then to have a taste of the delicacy presented before him, while listening to the pounding of their hearts and Raditz's fastening breathing. Their tails intertwined, fur stroking and rubbing against fur.

The Prince moved his hand away, burying it in the sea of black silk under him, and took his head in his mouth. The longhaired Saiyan let out another gasp and pressed his hips closer up against the other Saiyan. Vegeta smirked around his cock, moving further down over his length while his tongue caressed his head and shaft, earning another moaning sound from Raditz. He swallowed and Raditz moaned deeper as Vegeta started to move back up and down, picking up a fast pace, as he knew he'd reach that point soon… 'Yep…' Raditz's moan was accompanied by a scream of pleasure as he came into Vegeta's mouth. His tail lashed furiously, but was pressed down by the Prince's tail in the cushion of ebony strands.

Vegeta swallowed deeply and released his cock, looked up to Raditz's flushed face and licked the sweet liquid from his lips. 'My turn…'

Vegeta stood up, took off his shorts and moved behind Raditz, brushing some hair aside and positioning himself in front of his entrance. Vegeta pressed his face in his silky strands and whispered "Ready?…"

"Hai…"

Vegeta started to slide inside him, till Raditz suddenly gave a light shudder. "Raditz? Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah… it's just… last time it was him that…"

"Listen, if you don't want this…"

"No, never mind, continue…"

"Alright." He slid in further. Raditz clenched his teeth, trying to block out the sight of Frieza, as if he had to convince his own mind that it was Vegeta he was having sex with, not that kisama. It helped when Vegeta hit that sensitive spot and sent a wave of pleasure through his body. A soft moan escaped his lips.

Vegeta pulled back slowly and down, starting at a slow pace, but quickly thrust in harder and faster. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over Raditz as the Prince hit that spot inside him, sending his mind reeling. His breathing went faster and his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.

Vegeta took a grip of his hips as he slammed repeatedly into him; his fingers dug into his flesh, almost drawing blood, still fastening the pace.

"Ooh… aaah…. Vegeta-sama…" Raditz somehow managed to mutter a few words between his moans "… aishiteru, Ouji-sama…"

They screamed out as both came, Vegeta spilled his seed inside Raditz and collapsed on top of him, sinking in the ebony softness of his mane.

"Hai, my koi… aishiteru…" He whispered.

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Turles was sitting outside the house, leaning his back against the wall. He had decided to leave the two youngsters alone. His breathing came in small clouds in the cold morning air. He cursed the Ginyu Force, he had to find a way to heal his leg and shoulder properly, if it would start to infect…

"Damn those fuckers… how the hell am I ever going to get my shoulder and leg back to normal…"

"Need some help?…"

Turles almost jumped, he looked aside to a stranger that had appeared in the misty field in front of the house. 'How the hell did he manage to sneak up on me?' Even with his sensitive Saiyan hearing, he hadn't heard him coming.

"I don't need any help… so fuck off…"

"You seem like you do, though." He came closer. It was obviously not a human, which was supposedly the only race on Chikyuu-sei except for a bunch of animal races. His skin was green while his fingers bore claws, and his fangs were obviously longer than a human's. This type of creature somehow seemed familiar to Turles, but where had he seen it before…

The stranger crouched in front of him and examined his leg. "This doesn't look too good…"

"Gee, how can you tell… and besides, why would you care…"

He didn't answer to the question, but said "Brace yourself, this is going to hurt."

"Feh…"

He took the leg just above and under where it was broken, and with a painful jerk, pulled it back in place. Turles couldn't help but let out a yelp in pain. And again when he did the same with his shoulder.

"There… Here, I have something that can help…" He looked in a small sachet that was attached to his belt and took a small bean-like thing out. "Eat this."

Turles eyed it suspiciously. 'He does seem to try to help me… Somehow I trust him…oh well, I guess it won't really do any harm to just eat this thing.' He took it and ate it down. A sudden feeling of warmth washed over him and all the pain was gone. Turles's eyes widened "What the hell…"

"It's a healing herb, called a senzu bean."

"I … see… how convenient."

"They are…"

The stranger sat himself down beside Turles, he was really tall, Turles guessed him even taller than Raditz. They stayed silent for a few moments.

"Where are the two others?"

"Inside… but better not disturb them."

He nodded.

"… Who are you actually?"

"My name is Piccolo… yours?"

"Turles… but why are you helping me?"

Piccolo sighed softly. 'Good question… why the hell am I helping this guy? Somehow…I feel like I have to, but why… I don't get it.' "I … don't know."

"You're one strange guy…"

Turles looked at him with those deep, beautiful eyes. 'Wait… why the hell do I suddenly think of him as beautiful? What the hell is wrong with me suddenly? I have never even met this guy before! … I think… Oh damn it, why does it feel so right sitting here next to him, feeling like I've known him all my life … and even further than that…… now where did THAT came from? Aaaaaarrrgghhh I think I'm becoming crazy!…'

'Why does this guy seem familiar somehow?… Piccolo?… Never heard that name before. It feels like I've met him before, such a strange… how was that called again? Oh yes… déjà-vu feeling.'

"I know…"

They sat in silence next to each other as they watched the sun rise.


He looked out over the crowd of people in a beautiful, shining white armour, a crown on his head and a skilfully crafted bow strapped on his back; they all looked up to him in awe and respect. He was their saviour. The saviour of the people and of their planet. The Bringer of well-earned and greatly desired peace.

He recognised the faces of his friends in the front line. Also his mate and their son. They were cheering along with the crowd for him.

But he knew there was no peace. He knew all along. That's his true self. The Bringer of False Peace and Hope. So will these people find out soon enough…

He looked up and noticed it already begun.

Fire fell from the sky as a winged, red horse appeared, dashing through the sky towards them. Its rider, in a crimson blood armour, wielded a large halberd-like blade in one hand and a sword in the other. The red horseman laughed demonically as he slashed into the crowd, causing the true meaning of a bloodbath.

He looked to their desperate faces, pleading, seeking his help with tearful eyes. They fully relied on him. Their Only Hope… Their False Hope…

He stood fully cold to their pleading faces and the screams of anguish and agony. He watched without moving as his friends were trampled under the wild horse's claw-like hoofs. The rider jumped off the horse, landing in front of his mate. He tore his young son from her arms while she cried for mercy. The blood-armoured creature smirked wickedly while holding the child by his head in his clawed hand, and simply crushed his head.

She ran to him, the last survivor. He looked down to her with eyes like ice. She couldn't believe it. She didn't want to believe it. Her eyes were whirlpools of despair and broken hope and trust.

She tried to reach him but fell down as the halberd struck down in her back, the large blade slashing out through her chest.

He looked up to the eyes of fire of his brother.


Goku jumped awake. 'What in the world was that? …' He shook his head and wiped some sweat from his forehead. He looked down to the young female lying beside him in the bed. The image of her lying in the pool of her own blood flashed in front of his eyes again. He shook his head. 'No… it was just a dream… Just… a dream…'

A space pod shot through the openness of space. A young, red-skinned warrior with long, unruly white hair sat inside. He had just intercepted the message of the deaths of Guldo, Recoome and Burter.

"So those dang Saiyans really succeeded…" He smiled to himself. He somehow felt really glad for them. Actually… he felt really glad for one of them. He couldn't help it. He didn't know how or why, but somehow he felt connected to the Saiyan. From the moment he had saw him.


'Why do you haunt me like that, Raditz… From the moment I saw you, I felt like I've known you my entire life. Like I had been waiting for you. You even haunt my dreams…' Lately, he had really strange dreams… They always had Raditz in them, but… somehow also different from the Raditz he knew. He was clad in some strange blood-red armour, often also riding a red, draconic horse.

'What could these dreams mean…'