A/n: Well. I had the last chapter in my mind before I even wrote it, and I am sorry if anything triggered anyone in anyway. Blahblahneedythingsaboutreviewingwashere-srry.
WARNING: Er.. Crossdressing, MPREG and depression.
Totally A/U. VegetaxKakarot. I don't own DBZ, Vegeta might dance ballet if I did.
Kakarot giggled, looking over at me. "You don't like that drink?" He asked with his ever present smile, curving his thick jaw.
I watched him closely my hands gripping the cup, "It isn't horrible.. Why do you like it so much?"
Kakarot shrugged, tilting his head as he finished his own. "It burns when I drink it, my throat. It feels bad, and I can't remember the last time I did something bad, Vegeta."
I blinked, slightly shocked. He was always so damn honest, so truthful - it was like a refreshing moment. And I wanted more than anything to stay here forever. Sitting across from him in a bar, while he talked. He talked and I listened, there were no distractions - not even a book. He didn't even grab a book, he just wanted to talk.
"Did you know that you can tell a lot about a person based off their favorite color?" He was saying, leaning on his fist as he looked at me.
"Can you?"
"What do you think my favorite color is? It might surprise you."
"Uh, well... Let's see, probably dark purple."
Kakarot chuckled, "Indigo is my favorite color."
"What does that mean about you?"
"It means I want to find harmony and be at one with the universe." He rubbed the back of his neck and I smiled, well that was about correct. "Let me guess yours?"
"Ok," I said with a nod, my arms crossed in front of my chest as I waited. To be honest, I didn't have a favorite color, why would I ever find interest in colors?
Kakarot stared at me closely, "yellow!" He said excitedly, clapping his hands together. He looked like a child, almost. But it was a cute type of excitement. I watched his tail swishing behind him with his happiness and I gave a small nod.
It was my favorite color now and I knew I would never see it the same again.
"Vegeta?"
Vegeta blinked and opened his eyes, realizing he had been asleep he jumped up looking around, "calm down, focus." It was Bulma's voice.
Vegeta focused on her, noticing behind her was everyone. All of Kakarot's friends were standing behind her, their faces seemed strained as they looked at Vegeta.
Vegeta ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm down but he knew he was doing a poor job of calming down. He stepped back, nodding towards the chairs but remained quiet, as he leaned against the wall and stared at the window. Noticing it was just now light outside, how long had it been?
Vegeta looked at the clock on the wall, only 8 hours had passed from the time he had brought his mate in. He closed his eyes pressing his forehead to the window, and he could feel a tear falling down his cheek.
Bulma had gotten everyone seated while Vegeta ignored them all, lost in his own thoughts. Piccolo nudged Gohan and nodded towards Vegeta the two of them seeing the tear on his cheek.
Gohan pulled a face, frowning, "how long has it been, Vegeta?"
Vegeta looked up, turning his head to the others slightly and wiped the tear off his cheek without focusing on a single face. "About 8 hours." He said, and he could hear his voice cracking, as he spoke those three words. But he didn't care, not anymore - not at all.
He cared about Kakarot and that was it.
Gohan sat back and no one else said anything, as Vegeta turned away making it obvious he wasn't up for a conversation at all, he closed his eyes and pictured Kakarot standing before him.
The old Kakarot, not the one he messed up. His laugh, his smile, his humming, his embrace... his kiss.
Vegeta raised a hand to his lips, as if the kiss was pressed to his lips. He could feel the pressure of Kakarot's lips on his own, he smiled softly. The sound of quick footsteps grabbed his attention and he looked up, seeing the doctor approaching swiftly.
Vegeta walked forward, standing in front of everyone as the doctor came to a stop, passing a folder to the nurse next to him. "Vegeta, would you like to come back?"
Vegeta nodded, not sure what that meant exactly, Bulma cleared her throat as if reminding Vegeta they were all there - but Vegeta didn't care and he made that obvious as he took a step towards the doctor and nurse, so the doctor addressed them as well. "Right now, only his partner should come back. We will send someone to get you guys later." The doctor said and Vegeta followed him without a look backwards.
He looked like a zombie. His face straight and hard with his steps on autopilot as he followed.
They stopped in front of a room, and the doctor turned before opening the door. "Vegeta, he is alive but in a very fragile state. It took everything to save him, but he hasn't woke up yet it seems his brain injury was more extensive than I had first thought." Vegeta's eyes trying to read the doctors, "your son is in a much worse state, we knew there would be complications. I hope you two talked this over."
Vegeta nodded again, he just wanted to see Kakarot. "Please, let me see him." Vegeta whispered, his voice wavering as he spoke.
The doctor stepped back as he pushed the door opened, Vegeta stepped into the dimly lit room towards the bed, hearing the door closing behind him. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself as he walked over to the bed, stopping at the end to look at Kakarot. He was hooked up to every machine Vegeta thought there was. Vegeta stepped around the side, and grabbed Kakarot's hand in his own, squeezing it softly. "K-kakarot," Vegeta whispered, "you have to wake up. I need you, baby."
Vegeta sunk down to his knees, and laid his cheek on Kakarot's hand as he closed his eyes, the tears streaming down his cheeks, "I need you, more than anything else in the world." He whispered to the unconscious beta, his tears taking him under as he sat there for a long time.
Kakarot looked up at me from the foot of the bed, he was laying sideways doing some stretches Bulma had taught him. "Yes?" I asked as he stared at me.
"Vegeta you have to promise me something," He said before sitting up and crawling up next to me and leaning back against the pillows. I moved to press my lips to his belly and sent him a 'hm?' to let him know I was listening.
"If anything were to happen, promise me you'll still be here for the baby." Kakarot whispered, and placed a hand on my hair.
"Nothing is going to happen, Kakarot," I said and moved to kiss his lips. "Everything is going to be perfect."
Vegeta jumped hearing the door shut, he looked up to see the nurse standing there with Bulma, Krillin, and Piccolo.
He stood up quickly and wiped his tears, "uh," he paused to clear his throat, "he hasn't woke up yet. We are waiting for that." He said through a strained voice.
"How is the baby?" Krillin asked softly.
Vegeta cleared his throat, again, "he hasn't woke up yet either." Vegeta said and he heard the crack in his voice, not trying to hide it right now. "No one has woke up."
Day 1.
"Maybe you should go home?" Bulma suggested, her hand on Vegeta's leg as she sat next to him in Kakarot's room.
Vegeta could feel the growl growing in his throat, like a vibration, he stood up and put himself in the corner. His eyes had yet to leave Kakarot's sleeping face, he had to be there when he woke up. He had, he had to be the first to see his smile. To hear his laugh.
Piccolo came into the room, he was carrying a tray of food, "here Vegeta." He said quietly and sat the tray on the room table next to Vegeta before placing a hand on Bulma's shoulder, "come on, Bulma it is time to give them their own time."
Bulma looked up like she was about to protest, but Piccolo didn't give her a chance at all as he grabbed her arm. Vegeta didn't glance over, and once the door was shut he found himself sitting at the table and picking at the food Piccolo had brought him.
He found it curious that Piccolo would bring him food, it wasn't like they were friends in anyway. But, yet, he had gone out of his way to bring Vegeta food and to take Bulma away. He would have to remember to thank him tomorrow.. Because Vegeta was more than 100% sure that they would all be by again.
Vegeta was picking at the food when he heard a muffled noise, he blinked and looked at Kakarot to see him moving slightly. "Baby!" He yelled, running over to the bed and gripping the beta's hand, punching the nurse's call button with his free hand. "Come on baby, it's okay. I'm right here." Vegeta was whispering. The nurse came in, and Vegeta looked up, "he is moving!" He said, his excitement out weighing the fear. He took a small step back to let her work, and when she turned around she had a faint trace of a smile on her lip.
"Vegeta, this is a good sign." She said honestly, "don't give up on him." She said and stepped around, "let me know if he moves anymore, we will monitor him closer."
Vegeta nodded, and moved the chair next to Kakarot's bed taking a seat, the nurse paused at the door, "Vegeta, there hasn't been any movement from your son." She said, the smile leaving her lips. "Are you ready to.. See him? I can bring him in here, if you'd like?"
Vegeta shook his head no, the nurse nodded and exited the room.
Vegeta sat down next to Kakarot, watching him closely. "It'd be okay, if you woke up Kakarot, I'm still gonna be here. The world is still gonna be here." Vegeta whispered, and he leaned forward to press his forehead against Kakarot's hand.
Day 3.
Vegeta was laying on Kakarot's bed, his head pressed against Kakarot's neck. He kept his eyes closed because he just wanted everyone to leave, he wanted to go back to sleep because his dreams were better than reality. In his dreams, Kakarot spoke to him.
And he wanted everyone to leave so he could go back to sleep. So he could go back Kakarot. He stayed still, quiet and his face tucked behind Kakarot.
"I don't think he even ate." Piccolo said, and Vegeta could hear the sigh in his voice.
Then he could hear Bulma's sound of annoyance. "This is hard on all of us, ya know. I don't understand why he is acting like he is the only one affected."
Vegeta could feel Krillin's annoyance growing, and he had a feeling it was towards his wife. "Bulma, please stop. If we were in this position, I would be the same way. He knows it is hard on all of us, but... It has to be different. That is is his life force." Krillin said.
"Yeah, it is different for them, Bulma." Piccolo added, "that is his mate, they are bonded in a way humans will never know."
Vegeta could almost hear Bulma's eyes rolling, "whatever I am going to get coffee." Vegeta heard the door close then he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"I am sorry she is like that, she just doesn't know how to handle her stress." Krillin said softly.
"You think he is gonna be okay?" Gohan asked, and Vegeta could imagine him stepping closer.
"I don't know Gohan, I can't get an honest read." Piccolo said and Vegeta could hear a rustle, "Vegeta's aura is too strong right now, it is hard to get a read on them. Their son though.. I don't think he will ever wake up."
"I am scared how that is going to turn out," Krillin said honestly, "what if Vegeta hates the baby?"
"I don't think he will," Piccolo said softly, "he loves Goku too much to hate the child they created."
Gohan chuckled, "he sure does love Goku."
Krillin's smile was heard in his voice, "it was weird, wasn't it? Seeing Vegeta brought to his knees by Goku."
"It was sweet, it was nice." Piccolo said, "not weird.. I'm not all that different."
Gohan snickered, "that is very true."
"Wait.. you two, too?" Krillin asked, his smile growing, Vegeta felt a tinge of annoyance that they were talking about this now - when more pressing matters where at hand. But, in the same breathe he also felt a bit of happiness, that the two were happy.
The door opened, and Vegeta could feel the change in the atmosphere. Bulma was back, "okay, I got everyone coffees. Sorry about earlier, guys. I am just scared," she admitted and Vegeta heard the sound of a kiss and assumed it was Bulma and Krillin. "Their son is improving, the nurse just told me, has anyone gone to see him?"
"I have, I spent the night with him last night." Piccolo admitted, "he is going to be strong, he is a perfect child." Vegeta could hear the fondness in his voice, "he was moving around yesterday, but not fully awake yet."
"Vegeta needs to see him," Bulma said.
"Stop," Krillin said, the annoyance already working it's way back into his voice.
"Fine, fine." Bulma huffed and Vegeta could hear her sitting.
"Let's wait in the waiting room, guys?" Gohan suggested, "let Vegeta get some more rest."
Vegeta could hear them all walking out, and Krillin pulling Bulma. Then the door shut, and Vegeta breathed out a sigh of relief and he tightened his arms around Kakarot. He hummed quietly, until he fell back asleep.
Day 4.
Vegeta was standing in front of the window that encased the nursery, he was scanning the room for his child. He wanted the baby to look just like his Beta. He wanted more than anything for their son to be just his father, because then he knew no matter what, their child was going to be perfect.
His eyes scanned the babies faces and stopped on one towards the middle of the room, the baby was asleep, his mouth slightly open. Vegeta scanned the baby, closely, the hair on his head was much like his own. Just softer, most whimsical looking, but Vegeta knew: that wasn't his son.
He blinked back the tears, the face on the child looked just like Kakarot's though. Vegeta stood staring over the babies, his mind picking out pieces of Kakarot over and over in each one of the children. He wanted something to take back to Kakarot, he wanted to have the ability to bring his son back to his beta. He wanted to start over. He wanted everything to be better, to be perfect.
Vegeta turned, walking away from the babies. He had just left a conference with the doctor, and he was trying his hardest to wear an emotionless face but he couldn't. He didn't know how anymore.
Vegeta came to a stop at the NICU room he had been in just a few days ago, talking to his son. Daiko. He stepped in, and looked around the room as if expecting to see his son still there. The nurse was standing at the door, Vegeta reached into the small bed and pulled out the blanket Daiko had been wrapped up in.
She cleared her throat and Vegeta looked up at her, "Mr. Vegeta someone will be in contact with you soon, to make the arrangements." She softly, Vegeta looked over her tear soaked face knowing she was attempting to hold herself together as best as she could, despite the circumstances.
Vegeta nodded, and cleared his throat, "thank you, for everything." He offered the bleakest smile and picked up the outfit that was on the table. "I'll be outta the way now." He forced out and stepped back into the hallway carrying the clothing and blanket.
He walked the hallways slowly staring down at his empty arms, he didn't know what to do anymore his whole world was fucked up. And he only blamed himself, they shouldn't have flown to the hospital, they shouldn't have stayed in the aircraft while Kakarot was pregnant, he shouldn't have put stress and pressure on Kakarot. He sighed quietly hearing the others back in the room. He wished they would just leave and let him handle his life, but sure enough they were ever present, almost 6 days now.
But then he heard it, Kakarot's laugh.
Vegeta had been waiting for days to hear that soft laugh, he had been praying to a God he didn't even know was real and God's he thought were real for Kakarot to wake up. He had even offered his own life, in place of his beta's. And now, here he was.. He was laughing. And he would have given anything in the world for that not to be happening right now.
Kakarot's nurse was standing at the counter and her looking at him, caught Vegeta's attention. "He's awake." She smiled, "don't you want to go in?"
Vegeta nodded, "oh, yeah. I can hear. I am just taking it all in." He admitted whispering. The nurse looked at him then down to his arms.
Her face fell, and he watched as she took a slow and deep breath. "Vegeta, I am so sorry." She whispered back.
"I don't know how I am supposed to tell him."
She reached out, hugging Vegeta tightly, "tell him in private." She answered and took the blanket and onesie from Vegeta, sitting them on the counter top. "I'll keep these here, but you need to go see him."
Vegeta nodded, he felt like he was on autopilot. He stood back infront of the door, listening a bit longer. Kakarot giggled at a stupid joke from Krillin and Vegeta paused taking his own deep breath before pushing the door open, doing his best to smile.
"Kakarot," he breathed out, like a sigh. The room feel silent as Vegeta stepped in, he looked up at the smiling faces. Kakarot turned towards Vegeta, his smile growing.
"Vegeta, I missed you." He said and reached for his mate.
"I missed you, so much more." Vegeta said honestly and wrapped his arms around Kakarot tightly, the two held each other silently. When they pulled apart Vegeta felt Kakarot's tail wrapping around his own.
"How was he?" Kakarot asked urgently, and Vegeta watched as his hand rested on his flat stomach. "Was he sleeping still?"
Vegeta gave a short nod, as he adjusted himself and his eyes locked with Piccolo's giving a quick and unnoticed to anyone else nod.
"Hey guys, let's give them some time!" Piccolo said, his deep voice cutting through, "we will come back soon."
Vegeta watched as they all started filing out, Piccolo carrying Bulma out of the room much to her protesting. Vegeta walked with them, stepping out a second and grabbing the items from the nurses station before walking back into the room, shutting the door behind him.
Vegeta pulled up a chair next to Kakarot's bed, "don't wanna sit with me?"
Vegeta chuckled, "gosh did I miss you. I've been dreaming about you waking up."
Kakarot's smile was bright, so was his blush. Vegeta reached for Kakarot's hand, and wrapped his around the others. "Kakarot," Vegeta was having a difficult time keeping an even tone even now, and all he said was the beta's name.
Kakarot turned to look at him properly, "what's up V?"
Vegeta squeezed his hand, tightly, "Kakarot, Daiko..." He just started shaking his head, his head falling as he leaned towards Kakarot. Kakarot opened his arms, pulling Vegeta into a hug and holding him.
"He'll always be here." Kakarot whispered as he rubbed Vegeta's back and held him tightly. "He'll always be here."
Kakarot was sitting across the table from Bulma,watching her as he took a drink, "just ask."
Bulma sighed, "how are you, really Goku?"
"I am fine, honestly." He said, and sat the mug of hot tea down, "look, you can't understand the bond." And as he said bond his tail flicked, wrapping around his waist, "there isn't a second that goes by that I don't think about Daiko. Not a single second, but in the end... Vegeta is my first concern now. I am a full blooded Saiyan, Bulma. My biggest concern is my mate, and I assume that is so until I have a child. A child that lives." Bulma nibbled on her lip while listening to him, "Vegeta is in so much pain, that is my priority."
"Why is he taking this harder, than you?" Bulma asked quietly, "not to be crass."
"I think because, he holds all the emotion, in the relationship. Sure, I hold a bit, but he holds pure emotion. My emotions are always in reaction to his. I involuntarily feel scared sometimes, and not because I am scared or he is scared, but his anger or protectiveness flares and I have an overwhelming sense of fear - that I am supposed to be feeling, I assume."
Kakarot reached across the table and grabbed Bulma's hand in his own, "I am terrified, and I am scared and I am so hurt - deep inside my body is aching for my son. But, I have to care for Vegeta right now and that is winning over, and honestly I think I like it this way better. It is a lot easier to cope with. I can think things through rationally, because Vegeta is far from thinking things through rationally right now."
Bulma squeezed his hand, and nodded. "I am here, Goku, if you ever get a human moment."
Kakarot laughed, "thank you Bulma I appreciate that."
"So, then, how is he?"
Kakarot frowned, his sadness obvious, "he is bad, Bulma. I can't do anything for him, he hasn't left our bedroom in three days. And has spent majority sleeping."
Bulma frowned as well, "has he hurt you?"
"I am stronger than him, he won't be able to hurt me - ever. And no, he hasn't tried."
"You are stronger? And still the beta?"
"Bloodlines," Kakarot smiled, "plus I mean, I wear dresses in my spare time." He laughed and ran a hand through his shaggy hair.
"You need to get that restyled.. Or are you growing it back out?"
Kakarot shrugged, "I can't decide, I like it like this - a little messy and shaggy, but still spiky."
"Well, it look's good with your face." Kakarot blushed and waved a hand as he giggled. "Hey, have you tried a dress, ya know... He likes them on you so much."
Kakarot smiled, "I hadn't even thought about that, but that might just lift his spirits. I need to go shopping."
"Shopping is my middle name," Bulma stood up, "I'll get the car, you go say bye."
Kakarot nodded, watching her head out the door before he started up the stairs. He walked slowly, gripping onto the banister. He was scared, to leave the house. He was scared once he was away from Vegeta and his overwhelming emotions that he would just be himself. And Kakarot was scared to feel.
He paused at the door, and turned to look over across the hall. He could see through the half cracked door the crib.
He cleared his throat and looked away, pushing the door open to their bedroom. Vegeta was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. "Hey V," he whispered as he stepped into the room.
Vegeta turned to look over at Kakarot, the light in his eyes was there in a flash - dull but at least there was life in them. "Baby." Vegeta said and he stood up, Kakarot watched him a bit shocked, and felt the embrace before he registered Vegeta was holding him.
"Hey," he whispered, shutting his eyes and hugging his mate back. "Bulma is here, she wants to go out - and I need to do some shopping. Would you like to come with us?" He asked, keeping his voice even so he didn't show his need.
Vegeta squeezed Kakarot before taking a step back, he looked up at Kakarot and shook his head. "No, no. You go have a girls day with Bulma, you need it." He smiled, but Kakarot knew it was forced and fake.
"V, I don't have to go. I don't mind staying home, you know that."
"I'm tired, anyway." Vegeta said as he sat on the edge of the bed, "I want to take a nap, then tonight I'll cook us dinner and we can watch a movie?"
Kakarot had heard this line for the last week, so he had no hope for that. But, instead, Kakarot smiled and nodded, "I would love you to cook dinner," he said softly, "I have missed your cooking."
"You have?" Vegeta asked as he crawled up the bed, laying his head on Kakarot's pillow. Kakarot watched him, burying his face into the pillow.
"I have," Kakarot nodded and bent down to press his lips to Vegeta's cheek. "Does the Prince desire anything?"
Vegeta looked at Kakarot's face, his face falling and shook his head. Kakarot bit his lip, nervously. "Does the Beta desire anything?"
Kakarot smiled and leaned forward, "just a kiss, from you." Vegeta smiled softly, and it seemed real as he pressed his lips to Kakarot's for a small kiss. Not quite the kiss Kakarot had in mind, but at least it was progress.
"Be safe, Kakarot."
"I will Vegeta," Kakarot stood and left the room, headed down to the car.
Bulma pulled up to a downtown store, "I think this is the one we want." She smiled as she got out, Kakarot followed her lead.
He was excited, "it has been so long since we have been shopping. The last time was on Planet Vegeta." He said holding the door open for Bulma.
Bulma stepped in looking around the store, "I am excited to see what kinda taste you have, honestly."
Kakarot rolled his eyes, his hands were clenched at his side. He wanted nothing more than to flash home - he had this overwhelming feeling of dread and he couldn't calm it.
"You okay?" Bulma asked, stopping to look at him properly.
"Yeah, I am fine." He nodded and stepped around her slightly to look at an outfit on the rack. "Not my color but I like the cut."
"It is cute," Bulma nodded, "and honestly my color." Kakarot laughed and pushed it back in place, "ok so lingerie," Bulma said pointing past her friend.
Kakarot walked towards it, and gasped, "no, this is it." He said his excitement growing as he picked up the outfit.
Bulma smiled, "that is quite the outfit, Goku."
"This is perfect, I have had this in my mind for some time." He admitted his hands running over the silky material. "I need a dress to wear over this, though. We are having a date night." He chuckled, though in the back of his mind he had a feeling that wasn't going to happen.
Vegeta woke with a start, his mind reeling as he jolted from the bed. He looked around the room and towards the clock, it had only been an hour since he had fallen asleep. He blinked, rubbing his eyes as he sat up. Kakarot, I need to be strong for him. His thoughts cleared from their groggy state, he had had a dream that involved Kakarot falling apart, literally breaking and pieces of him falling apart and Vegeta couldn't piece him together.
He needs me. More than I need him, we both lost our child. He thought as he stood up, his eyes shutting at the thought of his son, I can do this.
Vegeta walked into the bathroom, stripping down and turning on the hot water to the bath. A note on the sink counter caught his attention. He picked it up and read, Vegeta across the envelope, he opened the envelope and pulled out a letter, reading it as he sat on the edge of the bath.
Dearest Vegeta,
You are my life. You are my everything. And I would give up everything in the world - if it meant you would smile that Vegeta smile at me one more time.
Sometimes it is hard for me to talk to you - sometimes I look at you and I feel like my whole world is falling apart, in a good way, I just can't fathom how I could be picked by someone so amazing as you. You are my everything.
I know right now it doesn't feel like we have everything, but we do. Because we have each other - it's some corny thing the human's say, but they are right. What better way to spend our life? Knowing we have each other. We will be strong, we will survive, we will try again because we have each other.
Vegeta. I don't know if you can understand how much you mean to me. I don't know if I can explain it, properly.
Have you ever smelt something that takes you back? Felt something that takes you back? Or heard? Saw? Tasted?
When I smell sweat, I think of you. When I feel the grass on my feet, I think of you. Or the air against my skin, the wind whipping through my hair. When I hear the rain, I think of you. Or the sound of fire burning, the intro to my favorite song, the sound of someone running. When I see two people holding hands, I long for yours. And, when I taste chocolate or orange juice you come to mind.
Vegeta you are my everything. So, please, let me be yours.
Love always,
Still and forever more your baby boy.
Vegeta sat the letter on the counter top and felt the tears streaming down his face as he kicked his legs into the tub, slipping into the too hot water he shut the faucet off and sunk down. How could he have done this to his mate, to his Kakarot? After all of this, he managed to hurt him more than he ever could have imagined. And Kakarot was too good for him to even say it.
To even show he was hurt.
Vegeta wiped his face, jumping when he heard the bedroom door being opened followed by a frantic yell of his name, "Vegeta?!"
"In here, baby." Vegeta called from the over sized tub, and leaning against the rim to watch Kakarot step into view. "Come join me?"
"One moment." Kakarot said and Vegeta could see the genuine smile on his face, wanting nothing more than for that smile to stay ever present. Kakarot ducked outta view and Vegeta listened intently as he heard Kakarot getting into a door before stepping back into view. Kakarot unzipped his jacket, once again the no shirt ever present, and then unfastened his jeans.
Vegeta watched his mate, look down at the open letter on the counter top as he pushed the jeans down and stepped out. Kakarot turned slightly and slipped out of the pair of panties he had been wearing and sat them on the counter top before looking over his shoulder to Vegeta.
"You know V, maybe this isn't a good idea." Kakarot said over his shoulder, he looked in the mirror looking over himself. His stomach was flat, but there was scar from one hip to the next, that would be ever present - and Kakarot wasn't sure Vegeta could handle it and he didn't want to pressure his mate in anyway.
"No, this is a good idea. Now." Vegeta said from the tub. Kakarot turned, slightly, his hands splayed across his stomach, he looked over Vegeta and saw the other was quite serious - there was a small smile in his eyes. As usual when he told the other what to do. But Kakarot couldn't be sure if this was forced or not, if the letter he had wrote 3 days ago had triggered his prince into pretending he was okay when that was not the intention at all.
Kakarot dropped his hands and turned around, his eyes staying locked on Vegeta's as Vegeta's eyes openly scanned over his slowly approaching mate.
"Get in Kakarot," Vegeta groaned and Kakarot sat on the edge, before slipping into the warm water. "Thank you," Vegeta said and reached for Kakarot's hand giving him a soft tug.
Kakarot slipped between Vegeta's legs and back against him, tensing when he felt Vegeta's hand moving down his chest. He looked down watching the fingers trail across the flat surface and over the scar. They stopped a moment and Kakarot grew even more tense, expecting the worse. But Vegeta pressed a kiss to Kakarot's shoulder and pulled his hands back, rubbing his mates back.
"What did you get while you were out?"
"I got us a new plate set, actually. I like it better. We exchanged the older one."
"We didn't even use the other ones!" Vegeta chuckled, pouring soap over Kakarot's shoulders and working it in.
"I know," Kakarot laughed and relaxed further, "I decided I didn't like it too much and found one I did like so we exchanged it."
"Oh well, as long as you're happy." Vegeta chuckled as he dipped his hands into the warm water washing the soap off. Kakarot slipped into the water, rinsing himself off as well before laying back against Vegeta a moment longer. "What do you want for dinner?"
Kakarot lifted a shoulder, "whatever you make, V."
Vegeta moved back a bit before climbing out of the water, he bent to kiss Kakarot on the top of his head. "I will go take care of that, come down soon." Vegeta smiled and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist as he left Kakarot in the tub.
Kakarot finished up in the bath, getting out and drying off. He felt nervous almost. Like the first time he was did this.
He grabbed the bags and locked himself in the room and then the bedroom before he started getting dressed.
"Okay baby, I got dinner all done!" Vegeta called from the kitchen he was bending over the stove when he heard Kakarot coming down the stairs, stood and pulled the bread out of the oven sitting it on the counter top. Kakarot smiled from across the room, watching his mate. When Vegeta turned around he almost dropped the plate he was holding, "oh babe," Vegeta whispered, smiling at the beta, "you look amazing." Kakarot was wearing a skin tight dark blue dress, a dress style Vegeta had yet to see his mate in.
It was just past knee length, and he could see the curve of every part of his mate's body. Vegeta cleared his throat finally looking away from his mate's body and making them plates. Kakarot took his seat at the table, picking up the glass of wine Vegeta had already sat out on the table. Kakarot hadn't had wine in a long time, and he was happy he could take a sip again. He sipped the nectar, and smiled, "oh this is good," he smiled closing his eyes and enjoying the drink.
Vegeta chuckled and sat the plates down on the table and bent to kiss Kakarot's cheek. "Thank you for joining me." He whispered before moving to sit across from Kakarot. Kakarot smiled, nodding as he picked up the garlic bread and taking a bite, "I know, I made all your favorites." He smiled at Kakarot as he watched his face of happiness.
Kakarot giggled, and started munching on the bread, looking over his plate of steak, vegetables and rice. "This is amazing," he said before digging in, the two ate mostly in silence just enjoying each other's company and when they were done Kakarot started cleaning up sending Vegeta into the living room to find a movie and when he joined him, he found Vegeta not in the living room at all.
"V?" He asked, looking around the empty room.
"Up here!" Vegeta called back and Kakarot turned looking up the stairs, he started up them pausing when he heard the side door open and saw Vegeta walking out of the nursery. He stared up at his mate in question, Vegeta stood at the top of the stairs and held out his hand.
"I'm coming," Kakarot said, smiling softly and walked slowly as he watched Vegeta. Vegeta waited patiently and grabbed Kakarot's hand when he got to the top, pulling him close. "You okay?"
"More than okay," Vegeta smiled, nodding as he held Kakarot then he moved to carry Kakarot bridal style.
"Are we gonna have Daddy time?" Kakarot asked through a blush, his voice wavering as he looked at his mate.
"Is that what you want?" Vegeta asked softly, and nuzzled against Kakarot's neck.
"I do," Kakarot blushed, "I need you, V."
Vegeta cuddled him tightly, carrying him towards the bedroom once at the bed he sat Kakarot on his feet and moved to sit on the bed, "gonna get undressed for me, baby?"
Kakarot blushed, and shook his head shyly, "n-no."
"No?" Vegeta asked and reached out to grab Kakarot by the hips and pull him close, Kakarot was standing between Vegeta's leg and Vegeta tilted his head back to look up at his mate. "Why not baby?"
Kakarot lifted a shoulder, his face growing light pink as he looked down, "want Daddy to undress you?"
"Yes, please." Kakarot nodded and Vegeta stood, his body pressed against Kakarot's tightly. He reached around behind Kakarot and unzipped the dress slowly, he could feel Kakarot's shivering with excitement and nerves. Vegeta sucked in his breath when the dress slide down, revealing the rest of Kakarot's outfit.
A flat corset to the hips, hanging off his hips was a small, skimpy black lacy skirt. From the thighs down Kakarot was wearing stockings. Vegeta sunk down to his knees, pushing the dress all the way down and helping Kakarot step out. His lips pressed against the material of the stocking trailing a kiss all the way up to his mate's hips. He paused at the black skirt, letting his fingers feel the lace material. When Vegeta stood back up he wrapped his arms around Kakarot's hips and held him tightly, before turning him around and stepping back, "lay down." He said and watched as his beta crawled up the bed, laying back down.
Vegeta pulled his shirt over his head, then he unfastened his pants, pushing them down and stepping out. Kakarot squirmed, watching Vegeta closely. Vegeta ran a hand down his torso, wrapping his fingers around himself and stroking slowly, "do you know just how handsome you are, Kakarot?"
Kakarot shook his head, pulling on his skirt slightly.
"You are amazing, you look amazing." Vegeta huffed out, his hand moving faster, his eyes flashed to the skirt watching his mates member grow. "What do you like more, watching Daddy or hearing him talk about how attractive you are?"
Kakarot blushed, and shrugged staying quiet as he watched his mate.
"Answer me," Vegeta growled, his fist tightening slightly as he touched himself.
"Both," Kakarot answered immediately, and Vegeta smirked.
"You like hearing about how attractive you are?" Vegeta asked abandoning himself and crawling over his mate. "You like when I tell you all I can think about is fucking you the moment I see you, all I can think about it tying you up to the bed and taking you as mine?" Vegeta was grinding against Kakarot's hips as he spoke. Kakarot was watching him, and Vegeta took his arms and dragged them above his head. He reached up and fastened them with a rope.
This was the first time this had ever happened, and Kakarot hadn't even noticed it in the first place. This must have been some of what Vegeta was doing when he was cleaning up the dishes. Kakarot now being suspended, was at Vegeta's mercy and Vegeta felt Kakarot's power level dropping drastically.
He moved down, and slid between Kakarot's legs, "I'm gonna take you, baby. And it is gonna be rough." He said reaching behind Kakarot and coming back with a bottle. Kakarot bit his lip, a nervousness came over him but he pushed it down in hopes that Vegeta wouldn't miss read it. He wanted this, Kakarot needed this.
Vegeta was too involved in his mate's body to notice much else, an animalistic side of him was taking over and Vegeta found focusing hard. He was shutting off parts of his mind, his brain so he wouldn't think about things. He just wanted to fuck it all out. All the pain, the sadness, his anger.
The last coherent thought he has was to at least slather lube over himself before he lifted Kakarot's hips and pushed into his unprepared bottom. Kakarot's yelp of pain fell on deaf ears. Vegeta gripped the lacy garment in his fist, and pushed Kakarot in one of the most awkward and uncomfortable positions he had ever been in. His scar searing in pain being scrunched up.
Kakarot grunted, powering up. His eyes flashed nervously around the room, making sure nothing would actually hurt his mate. Vegeta's eyes were dark, staring down between the two and Kakarot heard a growl growing in the Prince's throat, almost a snarl.
Kakarot pushed the tears away, biting his cheek as he broke away from the restraints. "Vegeta stop!" He yelled his hands coming to Vegeta's throat, Vegeta growled in anger. His fist came lashing out making contact with Kakarot's cheek before Kakarot could even realize what had happened.
He wouldn't have ever thought it possible. Kakarot felt blood trickling down his back side along with his stomach, the surgical scar was splitting open. Kakarot's power level sky rocketed and within seconds he was SSJ3, he used a chi blast to send Vegeta flying across the room and through the wall.
Kakarot jumped up, looking down at the scar that was splitting open the fresh skin spilling blood. It didn't hurt, not in this state, but it was there. He felt Vegeta come charging at him and Kakarot stopped him with a hand on his chest. "Vegeta stop." He spoke evenly his tail flared up, Vegeta stared at Kakarot a smirk across his lips and a snarled response.
Kakarot took both of Vegeta's hands in his own, dodging a kick his mate had attempted to hit him with. "Fight me!" Vegeta yelled, his voice sounded foreign to Kakarot's ears and his face looked even more foreign. His grip tightened around the arms, and Kakarot shook his head.
Vegeta's anger seethed and Kakarot could feel him powering up as well matching Kakarot's own, he pushed back and broke his hands free. "I will make you." Vegeta snarled kicking Kakarot and then aiming a punch at the beta's face. Kakarot dodged and flew over the bed before flying through the hole in the wall and straight through the house, once outside Vegeta pushed forward faster and took Kakarot in a choke hold. "I can make you do anything I want, I am your boss. I am your master, I am the Prince. I am the alpha."
His laugh was deep and unknown to Kakarot, he actually felt slightly nervous. Kakarot ducked flipping him over himself so they were standing hover fact to face. "What are you doing Vegeta?"
Vegeta ignored the question, as he took off towards Kakarot. Kakarot looked at the Prince, he didn't want to do this, he didn't want to fight and he wouldn't. He powered down, hovering before Vegeta in his base form as Vegeta came into contact with his stomach, Kakarot yelled in pain flying towards the ground, and skirting across the grass his scar spitting blood out as he laid on the grass trying to catch his breath.
Vegeta looked down from the air, the sight of blood caught his attention and he blinked. His eyes going back to normal, his power level dropping his mind clearing. He looked around as he placed himself in the air, his house. Why is there a hole in the wall?
Vegeta looked at the sound of Kakarot coughing, his mate laying on the ground. His blood? Vegeta zoomed down, landing next to Kakarot. He's hurt?
Kakarot was pushing himself off the ground, his body buckling under the pain. Vegeta reached out to grab him, "don't touch me!" Kakarot yelled in a burst of chi, sending Vegeta flying back. Vegeta scrambled to get up to help Kakarot, "if you ever fucking touch me again I will kill you." Kakarot grunted out, finally get to his feet. Vegeta stepped back and watched his mate rip off his clothing and head inside their broken house.
"Kakarot?" Vegeta asked, following him. Kakarot flew up the stairs and Vegeta followed, watching him as he grabbed gauze wrap out of the bathroom and wrapping it around his midsection, grunting in pain. "Let me help."
"You have done enough," Kakarot grunted out, grabbing a pair of shorts and putting them on, followed by a t-shirt.
"Me?"
"Yes, you. Your fucking highness." Kakarot seethed, stopping his dressing to glare at Vegeta, "excuse me, I am in a bit of pain so I can't bow." He yelled in anger, taking his jacket and putting it on then he headed down the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Vegeta demanded following him again.
Kakarot shoved his shoes on, "away." He answered and stepped outside taking off, so fast Vegeta couldn't even process it.
Vegeta looked around, glancing up at the hole in the wall. A memory flashed into his mind, Kakarot throwing him through it, Kakarot screaming.
What did I do?
"Hours slide and days go by till you decide to come..
And in between it always seems too long, all of a sudden.
And I have the skill, yeah I have the will to breath you in while I can
however long you stay, is all that I am..."
- Sick Puppies, It's All The Same
