I apologize that this took longer than usual to come out. I had a horrible personal tragedy happen and I have been dealing with it for several weeks now. But I have been able to get strong enough to move past it and thus, this chapter was born. I apologize if it seems a little out there or even rushed in some parts- you'll have to understand the state I'm in.

Summary: Our hero comes face to face with Planet Deabrua and the monstrosities it holds.

Warnings: Sexual scenes & morbid imagery.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball/Z/GT. All canon characters belong to Akira Toriyama.


INDULGENCE CHAPTER 7

It had been a glorious day full of limit pushing and fierce moves, Vegeta and I nearly tearing each other apart during a long sparring session. We had started early in the morning just as the sun was rising and didn't stop our relentless assaults on one another, leaving each other bloody and bruised. During one period I had the upper hand and was giving Vegeta a run for his money before he turned the tables on me with temporarily blinding me with a flash of light and attacking me mercilessly. In the end, there was no victor, but a silent and bloody agreement to a truce.

The spar had lasted all day, our actions all but obliterating the scenery around us. My body ached and throbbed with pain and eerie satisfaction to getting the shit beat out of me. When my heart raced and my moves were fast and my adrenaline was going thousands of miles every second, feeling bone crush bone and tasting blood in my throat, I felt I was my happiest. And I could tell that my partner felt the same way.

The rush was so addicting, I felt I would never be sober.

Once we recovered from the bloody battle of strength testing, I found Vegeta and myself in a rare moment of peace and comfort. Normally the Prince would take off and head back to Capsule Corp to spend the rest of the evening in his GR, but this time he stayed. I wondered if it was because he didn't want to have to deal with Bulma since their falling out, but I secretly hoped it was because he actually enjoyed my company. We had both decided to wash off the blood and grime in a nearby lake and I took the opportunity to fetch us some dinner. I caught us a massive fish that had been hiding in the deeper waters and was thrilled with my results, looking over to Vegeta to share in my enthusiasm. Instead, the sight of him took me back. The Prince was perched up onto a large rock that hung over the water with his back to me, the setting sun accentuating shadows across deep scars in his skin and muscles. He seemed to be so lost in thought that he didn't realize I had been staring at him, completely transfixed in the twisted marks in his back, especially in one that went from the top of his shoulder all the way down to his lower back. It was deep and dark from being there for years without healing properly, and it looked like it had been excruciating when it was made. How on Earth did he get something so painful like that?

"What are you staring at?" Vegeta barked at me, yanking me out of my thoughts.

I was so startled that I had let our dinner slip out of my arms, trying to run after it for a few seconds to get it back but to no avail. I hung my head in defeat and looked back to Vegeta, rubbing the nape of my neck and chuckling. "Oops! Sorry about that!"

Vegeta snorted and turned away from me, looking back out at the scenery as the sun set behind us. I pouted a little and decided to forget about the fish, going over to my counterpart and leaning against the rock he was sitting on. "Something interesting catch your eye?" I asked with a smile, looking up at his solemn face.

"It's not every day I get to see the transition between day and night." He spoke in a more thoughtful manner, as if his mind had been on something else other than the sunset this entire time.

"Yeah you usually lock yourself in that cold Gravity Room before the sun even goes down. You should enjoy things like this more often."

"Hn." He simply responded to me. When we first had started getting to know one another in the early years, I used to take offense to that grunt because he was disregarding me. But now I have come to learn that he didn't agree nor disagree—just that he was letting me know he is listening.

"Vegeta… Can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"How did you get that scar on your back?"

I watched as he physically tensed up and the wall that he had let down for a brief moment was suddenly built back up, blocking me from getting to him again. The calm face he held turned sour and he grimaced instead, looking to me. "What are you talking about?"

"That big one." I stated matter-of-factly, even daring to reach out and touch the one I had been referring to.

I was knocked right off of my feet as his fist boxed my ear, landing in the water with a loud ringing sound deafening everything else around me. The pain was unbearable but short-lived, eventually finding my footing again and standing in the lake with bewilderment and anger on my face. "Owe! What was that for?!"

"Don't fucking touch me!" He hissed and scrambled off of the rock, pulling his ripped spandex bodysuit over his arms to hide his back.

"I think I'm bleeding!" I pouted and looked at my hand, making sure that I wasn't. When I looked back to Vegeta, he was shoving his feet into his boots and letting out a stream of curses. I couldn't believe he was having a fit over my asking about a scar. "Why are you so upset, Vegeta? Just an hour ago we were beating the hell out of each other, so I don't know why you're so angry that I touched your back. I'm sorry if that made you mad!"

"Of course you don't know why, you fucking baka! You have no idea about anything, do you?!" He spat at me and pushed me aside, getting ready to take off.

I frowned and grabbed his wrist, preventing him from going anywhere. "Now you're just being mean! I said I was sorry!"

All I got was a hissing growl before his knee rammed into my gut, knocking the breath out of me and causing me to let go of him. He assaulted me again by kicking me over to fall to my side, his energy shooting up and he became wildly aggressive with me, pacing back and forth and staring me down. Instead of fighting back with the Prince, I simply kept my head down and stayed submissive, knowing better than to provoke more anger out of him. "I'm sorry Vegeta… I didn't mean to upset you…" I kept my voice calm, glancing up at him to see his angry face.

"Mind your own god damn business, baka!" He hissed and finally turned from me, blasting off into the air and tearing through the sky.

I managed to pull myself to my feet again and watched the trail of ki he left behind when he escaped, sighing in frustration and guilt. I knew the Prince had a hard life full of violence before we ran into each other, and I knew that he had been hardened by it. But for him to have such an intense lashing out against me over asking about a scar from his past gave me more concern and pity than being upset with his assault. I wondered what really happened to him to cause the imperfection in his back and why he was still disturbed by it to this day.

"Oh Vegeta…"


"Oh Vegeta…!"

I got to see the scar on Vegeta's back that flashed a memory in my mine and he ground his ass back against me, making me moan and shiver as my cock was buried deep into his body.

The Prince had seemed completely unphased when I told him about the assignment Lord Frieza was sending us on as he pushed me against the wall of the regeneration room and began pushing his tongue into my mouth. When my body flared with heat and arousal from his aggressive sexual assault, I couldn't stop myself from returning such pent up attraction. I had tried to halt our actions and tell him this was serious but when he dropped to his knees and pulled my pants down, I finally decided to let it go. I was now staring down at his scarred back as I held his hips, listening to him curse and growl as I moved back and forth, my member surrounded by an intense, constricting heat and going as deep as I could. I leaned over his body and he grabbed my wrist, putting it under his body and making me grab his cock. I whined from how hard and wet it was, feeling sticky pre-cum coat my fingers and palm when he made me stroke him. My eyes closed and I bit against his shoulders, fighting back my orgasm as I wanted to enjoy the sex longer, but his barking orders and loud moans were too much for me to handle. I finally hissed and let out a surprised shout when I felt my body convulse and my orgasm being ripped from my body, my eyes rolling into the back of my head and I slammed my hips forward as my cum shot into the Prince's body.

Vegeta howled into control panel I was fucking him over and clawed the screen, breaking the monitor and making it hiss and smoke, his back arching and I whined when I felt the tightness around my cock constrict and pulse as the Prince came. I felt the sticky substance spurt out onto my fingers and hit against the panel. We were both left shivering and panting, sweat covering Vegeta's scarred back and dripping from my face. When we parted, I was desperate to say something –anything- about how he made me feel, but he pushed me away and left to the water basin to clean himself up. This was something he did every time we were intimate, and I was starting to get the sense of feeling a little… cheap.

Now we were on a ship towards Deabrua and I felt the acidic feeling of anxiety and stress churning in my stomach, making my hands shake. I hated this new sensation as it was something I had never experienced before, but with my immense powers all but gone and on the way to a planet no one was known to survive, panic was crawling up my throat and choking me. What have I gotten myself into? Without my powers and Super Saiyan ability, how was I going to defeat these enemies? What would happen to this universe if Vegeta was killed and never came to Earth?

"Kakarot, are you ignoring me on purpose or are you really that deaf?" Vegeta's loud voice snapped me out of my worries and I looked over at him, seeing that he was already dressed for battle.

I-I'm sorry, Vegeta… I'm just thinking about what's coming up…" I sighed and looked down at my hands, still not having gotten dressed in my armor.

"We'll be fine, Kakarot. We're Saiyans. The deadliest and most successful warriors in the universe!" He was smirking as he strode over to me, always cocky no matter what universe we were in.

"But don't you know what we're up against? Demons and dragons and fire and Princes claimed to be from Hell? How can you even begin to think we'll be fine?" I was baffled from how careless the Prince was being about the assignment we were going to.

"Please. That planet is talked up to such a ridiculous degree on purpose. What is the big deal, Kakarot?" Vegeta was rolling his eyes at me, definitely showing his young age.

"Vegeta…" I started, not wanting to start arguing with a teenager.

"We are Saiyans, Kakarot! We don't back down from a fight and we do not allow ourselves to be scared of a fight!" He finally was standing in front of me, scowling down at me.

"But we have to be smart enough to know our limits! To know when not to go running into something we are fools into thinking we can survive!" I frowned back at him, my eyebrows knitted in frustration.

Vegeta scoffed at me with his arms crossed over his chest. "Don't be such a fucking pussy, Kakarot."

"Don't be an idiot, Vegeta!" I finally stood up, feeling worried about his well-being and about my own life. I huffed and put my hands on his shoulders, feeling and watching him tense up, hoping that the physical contact would help him to see how serious this all was. "Look… we still have a chance to just get out of here. Let's land somewhere else and take off! I don't want anything bad to happen to you, Vegeta…" I didn't want to have to plead to him, but I also wasn't above it.

"The fuck is wrong with you?!" Vegeta barked and pushed me away from him. "I am a Saiyan Prince! I don't need some 3rd class like you pissing and moaning over me like a fucking child! And I will be damned if I run away from a fight just because you are scared of a little challenge." He hissed, his tail snapping behind him.

Now this was a Saiyan Prince that I was familiar with, but it didn't necessarily mean that I knew how to handle him. The best thing I could do was stay calm and speak firmly. "Vegeta, there is no way we can survive."

"Then we die the death that every Saiyan wants—in a bloody battle!" There was so much determination in his eyes, so much fire behind his words that I knew there was no talking him out of it.

"… I won't be going with you." I finally made up my mind; I wasn't about to let this immature teenaged Prince get me killed.

What flashed across his face surprised me, seeing that he was shocked and even a little hurt. His eyebrows knitted together and he had several emotions play across his face, finally staring at me with stunned confusion. "What?"

"I'm not going with you, Vegeta…"

He looked as though he finally was ready to agree with me, looking sad and conflicted for a few moments as the thoughts raced through his head. And yet, he was still the stubborn Prince that I had known for decades. He lashed out and cracked his knuckles against my jaw, taking me by surprise as I fell back onto the small couch I had been sitting on earlier. "Fine! I hope you rot in Hell, Kakarot!"

Before I could open my mouth to respond back, the ship set out the alarm that we were approaching our target destination. The Prince looked down at me with anger in his eyes and snorted, walking away from me to head out to the single pods that were required to break into the atmosphere of Deabrua and land on the planet. I shook off the punch and got to my feet, hurrying after Vegeta to try and get him to stop but I froze in my place when I passed by the large window of the ship to see just where we had been taken. Deabrua was a gassy black planet with an eerie eclipse-like ring the color of blood around it. The energy that hit me from being near it set terror into my soul, sensing pure evil that covered the black planet like slime. It made the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck stand and my stomach churn with nausea, trembling from the effects.

"Vegeta…?" I called out but gasped when I felt the shake of the bigger ship as a pod was released, looking back out of the window to watch as the Prince streaked across the atmosphere and disappeared into the black smoke of the planet. "Vegeta!"

I didn't know what to do. I had made up my mind that I wouldn't go into Deabrua and risk my life because Frieza told me to, but I had also waved off King Kai's offer to come home in order to save Vegeta. Why had I even allowed myself to get so worked up with fear that I decided to avoid the conflict like a coward? I whined a little and ran my fingers through my hair, gripping onto my locks and pulling a little, hoping the slight sensation would distract me from my worry. Vegeta was strong and powerful and battle smart –even if he was a little cocky- and I was sure he could handle himself. If he really needed me, he would call in on our scouters and demand I come to his aid. He had survived this long under Frieza's regime with impossible battles and near-death experiences, so this shouldn't be too difficult. I sighed and looked back at the planet, trying to convince myself as much as possible that the Prince was going to be ok.

But when a huge explosion of fire and lava shot out from where Vegeta had entered into, I panicked and slammed my hands on the glass of the window, my heart sinking into my stomach. "Vegeta!" I yelled and ran from the window to the pod chamber, hurrying to put armor on my body and I hit a button to get my pod ready. I couldn't just let Vegeta die because I am too scared to face an enemy I was sure I would be killed by. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if Vegeta perished alone in a strange world like this because it was my fault. Even if I did finally perish to save him, hell, even if we both perished, at least I can give him piece of mind that he isn't alone. I was going to be there for him. I had to be there for Vegeta.

My Prince.

I at least have to try.


Planet Deabrua was just as vile and horrid as I sensed it was from its plaguing energy that had made me into a coward. Volcanic ash the color of night hung in the air as lava spewed out from the fiery mountains, surrounded by lakes full of insects and screaming corpses that were drowning in them, bugs coming out of their eyes and mouths. A pair of large eyes peeked out from the lake and stared right at me. I stared in amazement and tilted my head, watching as it finally lifting its misshapen snake-like head and flicked out a long, forked, black tongue towards me. Spiders came out of its mouth and it's eyes, making me shriek. I vomited from the sights around me and continued to run, having found Vegeta's space pod that had been ripped in two, leaving blood behind in the interior, giving me even more fear. A screeching scream overhead of me caught my attention and I looked up, seeing a double-headed black dragon with spiny wings and metallic scales soar overhead, hot white acid spewing out of one of it's mouth while the other spit forward with the acid and caused a lava-like fire, covering the skeletal scenery around me. There was a blood red man with horns sticking out of his head in black spiked armor riding it's back, monitoring the area. Flying was completely out of the question with demonic dragons flying overhead so I opted to run, following Vegeta's energy.

I jumped from a scalding hot rock to go across a black creek and yelped when my foot caught in the liquid, getting stuck and realizing that it was tar. While my foot was stuck, Wicked creatures with black eyes that bled with red tears reached out for me, some of them covered in spikes while others looked more like goblins, bouncing after me and screaming into the night. When one had leaped to pounce and sink it's diseased mouth onto me, I let out a cry and shot a blast from my hand, vaporizing it. The others all stopped and stared at me, giving me enough time to yank my foot from my boot and keep running. They didn't chase me.

"Vegeta!" I yelled out, still able to feel his energy that was starting to fade.

My voice caught the attention of a heard of immense creatures like I had never seen before. They stood on two legs and had clawed hands that were bigger than their bodies, as well as sporting an eyeless head with dagger-like teeth. They all sniffed the air and snarled, starting to run after me as I passed by. I cursed and took to the air, nearly avoiding one of the clawed hands from ripping open my gut as I soared into the air. Even though there were creatures and monsters that I zipped by, I was surprised at the lack of amount that came after me. Most stared or even avoided me as opposed to the larger ones.

Vegeta's fading energy led me to an immense black castle that was built into the active volcano that made the sky as black as night with it's hot ash. In the front of the entrance to the castle were small cages the perfect size for a human that had diseased, bloody, or dead bodies in them that to the best of my knowledge was meant to hold prisoners. Bat-like birds were pecking the eyes out of a screaming prisoner while another prisoner was bashing his head into the feces infested bars. In one of the bars I could make out a more "fresh" prisoner that made me nearly scream with fright and joy, seeing the Prince was bound and locked in one near the middle.

"Vegeta…!" I started to move forward but stopped myself, an immense giant with a body of rock and lava was slowly walking by on huge hooved feet. It had multiple bulky arms and sharp horns on its head, reminding me of an actual demon. I hid behind a rock structure and peered over it, watching as the demon grabbed one of the cages with a live prisoner in it and open it's fire filled mouth, dropping the screaming man into his jaws and swallowing him whole. The creature snorted and reached for another one, moving down the line and going towards the Prince.

I couldn't let Vegeta die like that. I refused. I hadn't been killed so far on this vile planet, so maybe we actually had a chance to at least escape. My heart slammed in my chest at the thought of rescuing the Prince and I let out a snarl, jumping out from the rock formation and catching the attention of the demon. It turned and looked at me, letting out a bellowing roar, fire coming out of it's snapping jaws. I didn't stand down. I didn't show fear. Instead I hissed back and started moving towards it with my fists drawn. In turn, the demon started storming towards me, its four arms drawn out as well to tear me apart. I jumped into the air and formed a ki blast, ready to initiate a battle I wasn't sure I would survive, raising my power level as much as I could, my energy pulsating around me.

Just as we were able to clash, the immense demon stopped coming for me and shielded its eyes from me, letting out a cry of discomfort. I hadn't even released my attack and was surprised to find that it was cowering from me in fear, backing away in a clumsy manner to escape. I looked around and noticed a certain white glow surrounding my body, confusing me and making me feel warm and light inside. I shook my head and returned to the boiling hot ground, running to the raised cages and climbing up Vegeta's, looking inside and was shocked to already see the state he was in.

He looked as if he had been burned alive, covered in fresh burns, black singes, and blood while he was hogtied with wire that cut into his skin. He was gagged and his eyes had a far off, wild look, the Prince rocking back and forth a little. "Vegeta… my gods what happened to you…?" I whimpered and shook the cage, trying to find weak spots. I finally squeezed the bars and ripped the top off, reaching down and grabbing Vegeta as gently as I could. "Don't worry… I'm gonna get you out of here!"

I managed to pull him out of the cage and cradle him, watching as the strange light around my body surround him as well as I snapped the wires that held him together. When I pulled the gag out of his mouth, he finally let out a gasp and breathed in a deep intake of air, his wild eyes finally coming back to normal and looking at me. "Ka… Kakarot…?" He rasped out and started coughing, blood splattering out onto my armor.

"Sshh… Don't talk…" I smile and brushed some hair out of his burnt face, my heart filling with emotion as I held him. I felt my heart was going to burst, feeling something inside of me that took my breath away and almost brought tears to my eyes.

Almost as if… As if I was…

"So…" A raspy voice that chilled me right to the spine spoke out, making me jump and turn. I was finally facing one of the famed Deabrua warriors that everyone had panicked about, gawking from the red skin with black marking all over it, horns that curled out of it's head with long silky black hair, and he was sporting the dragon-scaled armor that King Kai had said was impenetrable. "You think you can just come to this planet and take one of our prisoners, Saiyan…?" He asked me, his eyes the color of the lava that shot out from the volcanic castle.

I growled a little and clutched Vegeta still not backing down from the demonic warrior that stood before me. "I don't want any trouble! I don't want to fight! I just want to take him with me and I will leave your planet for good." I took a step back, keeping eye contact with him.

"What business does Frieza want that brings you so far to the edge of this galaxy…?" He spoke, his voice still raspy from most likely inhaling ash his entire life from the active volcanoes that covered the planet.

I blinked a little, surprised at the knowledge the red and black warrior had. "He… He didn't really say…"

"Your friend there claimed he was going to destroy us all…" His blazing orange eyes flicked to the Prince in my arms, taking a step towards me. "We don't take too kindly to such strong words… And decided to make an example out of him…"

I hissed when the warrior stepped closer again, baring my teeth this time. "I said I don't want any trouble!" I began moving towards the side, ignoring the searing pain in my foot from standing on the blazing ground below.

"I would be a fool to attack you, Saiyan… You are too pure in body and mind… For you to have made it this far without losing your mind is quite the feat…I was beginning to think there were no impure souls in space anymore." He smirked at me, his teeth razor sharp with bloody gums.

A sudden thought hit my mind, remembering King Kai stating that the Deabrua warriors had the abilities to manipulate the minds of the impure. My short time on the Planet started to make sense from the random light around my body and the fact that the demonic beasts and monsters that had started to attack me had either stopped midway or just watched me from afar. It also made sense why Vegeta had looked so manic and far off when I found him, as well as why other prisoners trapped in the cages were pounding their heads on the bars. I considered the acts I had taken part in with the sex and the drugs I had done since being in this universe, thinking that had given me an impure soul. Yet here I was, alive and standing before one of the warriors that all had claimed never left survivors.

"You were willing to give your own life for another retched creature without second guessing yourself… We Deabrua people have deep respect for pure souls as even though we may never come across them, they are our biggest weakness… We are powerless against men like you…" The warrior crossed his arms over his chest while his forked tail whipped behind him.

"Then you're going to let me go?" It was more of a demand than a question, seeing my opportunity to escape and ready to take it.

"On one condition… You tell Frieza that if he decides to send one of his soldiers blazing in here the way that your friend did again, we will send our entire regime after him… And we will show no mercy… " He snorted and uncrossed his arms, taking off a sharp jeweled amulet that hung around his neck and tossed it at me. "For proof you were here."

I caught the heavy, elaborate necklace and stared at him, having half expected to fight him to the death when he confronted me and half expecting I was going to have to run for my life to get away. To have the warrior so casually letting me go was unnerving but I wasn't about to elaborate on why he was being so kind. I assumed there was an understanding between the Deabrua people and Frieza to keep their distances, or maybe that this warrior was truly not interested in fighting someone with a pure soul such as mine as he knew he would fail. Regardless of the reason, I nodded and took off as fast as I could with Vegeta in my arms, flying through the ash-filled sky and making my way towards the atmosphere. No beasts or monsters attacked me, and not a single Deabrua warrior was pursuing me in betrayal from what the red skinned man had promised. I placed two fingers onto my forehead and transported an unconscious Vegeta and myself back onto the ship that had brought us here, immediately setting the coordinates to autopilot us back to our first destination: Frieza's garrison.


Vegeta finally woke hours later from our escape from Deabrua much to my relief. I had placed him in an ice bath to cool down his body temperature and give him some relief from his massive burns he sustained while having been attacked since landing. After that, I used whatever medication I could find on the ship and applied burn cream onto his most sever wounds, and then pushed pain medication down his throat to help him with anything else. There was no telling what more needed to be done until we got back to the regeneration tanks on a more advanced ship, and it was during this time that I desperately wished I had brought some senzu beans to this universe with me.

But the Prince seemed ok as he opened his tired onyx eyes and looked at me, lying naked in the bed of the sleeping quarters of the ship. The Saiyan body was remarkable with recovery and already the wounds he suffered were starting to fade away from his tough skin, instead replaced with light imperfections. I smiled down at him, pushing aside some of his loose hair from his face as I laid in the bed with him to keep him warm and safe. When our eyes connected, I felt so overwhelmed with emotion I could hardly breathe.

"You… came after me…" He spoke quietly, staying nestled against my body instead of pulling away.

"Of course I did…" I responded, unable to stop myself from stroking his hair, loving the sound of his purr.

"…Why? You said… You said you weren't coming with me… "

"I was just scared Vegeta… I knew we were in over our heads and I just got frustrated that you weren't listening to me… I wasn't thinking clearly when I said all that… I may have been upset, but at the end of the day, you are my Prince… and it is my duty to serve you." I gave him a confident smile and watched as he seemed conflicted and then looked away from me. "Are you ok…?"

"I barely remember anything… Just landed on the planet and all of a sudden my pod was ripped in half. Then this… thing… with hands like fire grabbed me and hurled me out of the pod… Everything goes dark from there…" He finally looked at me as if expecting some kind of explanation.

I rubbed the nape of my neck and tried to think of what to even tell him about Deabrua. Was it even important if he knew what the planet looked like or even the monsters that seemed to have tortured him when his mind was taken over? Should I even tell him about the state he was in? He did have his pride after all… "Well… I don't remember much myself… I was in such a hurry to get to you that I didn't exactly stop to take in the sights…" I explained to him how they had him locked up as a prisoner and I was lucky enough to sneak past these massive guards to free him, leaving out the terrible details of his state and the type of guards I was dealing with. "I did however run into one of the warriors…"

Vegeta looked to me in bewilderment from my mentioning about meeting a Deabrua warrior. "What happened?"

At this point I wasn't sure what to say. I didn't want to tell him about the purity thing and how I was a soul they couldn't defeat. It would put me in jeopardy with him and my other Saiyan comrades, revealing what they thought was a weakness. It was untelling if he would even believe me about the man just letting me go. "It was so strange…" I started, choosing my words carefully, "He didn't seem all that interested in fighting… He said he was so impressed that I had made it as far as I had without being killed that it would be a shame to end me now… So instead, he let me go on the condition of relaying a message to Frieza."

At this point, I could tell Vegeta thought I was making it all up. The sneer on his face said it all. "Are you fucking kidding me? It couldn't have been that easy! You're lying!"

"I'm not!" I let go of him and slide off of the bed, hurrying over to my travelling sack and reached inside, pulling out the Deabrua necklace that the red-skinned man had given me. I brought it over to Vegeta and held it out for him to take, watching his eyes go wide as he stared at the intricate amulet that was covered in jewels, spikes, bones, beads and more. "See…! He gave that to me to prove my story…"

Vegeta took it out of my hands and stared, running his fingers over the middle of a pendant that was hot to the touch and blazed the color of lava from the planet in the middle. He studied the objects that hung around it and licked his lips a little, finally opened his mouth to speak, "What message did he want you to give Frieza…?"

"A warning… To not send anyone back there again. Or else…"

The Prince finally smirked and chuckled, hanging the amulet back to me. "You're one lucky son of a bitch, you know that Kakarot? To be able to say you survived Deabrua and bring back an artifact from one of their warriors…? They'll fucking write songs about you." He laid back down in the bed fully and sighed, almost disappointed.

I put the amulet away and came back to the bed, crawling up onto it and sitting beside him. "I don't think I should get all the credit… Besides, if it weren't for you I never would have stepped foot on that planet. So really, you should get all the praise." I gave him a reassuring smile, watching his confidence build back up.

"Damn right. You were too fucking scared to go, you god damn pussy." He smirked in victory and put his hands behind his head, beaming with pride and cockiness.

I just kept smiling at him and chuckled to myself, feeling that heart-clenching emotion again nearly choke me as I stared at him. So regal, so beautiful, so perfectly toxic… I leaned down and pressed my lips against his, feeling my heart skip a beat from the contact. When I pulled away, he was looking up at me with curious, onyx eyes, a slight blush over his cut nose. We held the eye contact only briefly, feeling his burnt hand stroke my face and then begin to pull me back to him so our lips could connect again. Despite the burns he had received, the Prince was eager to wrap his arms around me and pull me over his frame as our tongues slid together. Our breath quickened and I could hear him moan as I explored his mouth further, shivering from the delicious sensations it gave me. Within a few moments I was straddling his smaller body with his legs wrapped around my hips, grinding against him with a whine as I ached between my legs. I could taste the blood and soot against his neck as I licked and kissed his cord of muscle, feeling him flinch and gasp in slight pain.

"Vegeta… we don't have to do this… You're already badly injured…" I breathed against his ear, stopping the rocking motion of my hips.

He groaned under me and arched his back, teasing me with his groin as it rubbed against my body. "No… Don't stop…" He hissed and opened his eyes, dark with lust and arousal.

I nodded and went back to stimulating his body, moving my hands gently down his sides to between his backside. I felt how wet he already was, learning quickly about Saiyan physiology and how the tail can secrete a thick, sweet lubricant that would slip between the cheeks whenever a Saiyan was highly aroused. Using that, I slipped my finger into his tight body and blushed deeply when he already let out a long moan, rocking against my hand for more. I pressed another finger inside, followed by one more, moving all 3 in and out and loving how the Prince reacted. He growled in my ear and hissed for me to give him what he wanted, digging his heels into my tail spot and making me shout with blinding pleasure. I hurried to pull my spandex pants down, too eager to get fully undressed, and pushed my erection into his slick entrance with a groan. He moved under me until I started keeping up with the pace he wanted, throwing his legs up onto my bulky shoulders and thrusting deep into him. He shouted and hissed, his nails clawing at my back as he held on, already knowing that I was at the perfect angle to stimulate his prostate over and over again. I whined and growled, thrusting my hips back and forth harder and faster, gripping onto the bed below me, feeling his hard cock rubbing against my abs as I moved. It was more than I could hardly stand, listening to him shout and curse as I pounded him into the bed, feeling his body convulse and constrict around my cock when he had an orgasm, his sticky white essence clinging to my spandex. I followed behind him, pounding deep into him a little more before tossing my head back and howling with sexual completion, filling his smaller frame with my own seed as I reached my climax.

There was blood on the bed from where some of Vegeta's wounds had opened up, as well as a mixture of sweat and semen from our hurried romp. The Prince had passed out from the stimulation and from his injuries while I caught my breath and watched over him. We still had many hours to go before we ended up back to Frieza's ship and it was the perfect time to rest, unsure what the white tyrant had in store for us. I put my arm around the Prince as he slept against me, gently stroking his back and shoulders and listening to him purr. I studied his relaxed face and counted his heart as it beat against my chest, causing my own to speed up. There it was again—that intense, breath taking emotion that left me speechless. It made my chest tight and my body warm, while I felt my eyes begin to water. No matter how hard I tried, a tear escaped and fell down my cheek as I stared at the young Vegeta, stroking his hair and kissing his forehead.

It finally hit me what the emotion was that had felt so foreign and yet so unbelievably intoxicating. The reason Vegeta brought tears to my eyes and made my heart nearly stop—I was in love with him.

TBC.


Author Note: As much as I enjoy writing about this new Vegeta and Goku, there will always be an undeniable love I have when I do the flashbacks of our selfish hero and the Prince in his time. Also, to get an idea of the creatures I tried to describe, you can always google search "Demonic creatures" and it pulls up quite a bit of interesting, scary things.