Thank you for everyone's patience from the sudden disappearance of updates on this story. The personal life is back at ease and I am happy. I truly enjoyed writing this chapter so I hope you all love reading it just as equal. Please keep in mind I use swahiili for Saiyan terminology.
Summary: Things are getting heavy for Goku. Will he ever want to leave?
Warning(s): Sex, slight incest, drug abuse, possible OOC (for those who do not like this rendition of a character).
Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT or the characters involved. All canon characters belong to Akira Toriyama.
INDULGENCE CHAPTER 8
The return to Friea za's ship was surprisingly brief and as painless as possible. Vegeta was immediately discharged for medical attention and I was the one who had to face Frieza alone. With the Deabrua amulet as proof of our being there, as well as a word of caution from one of the red-skinned warriors, Frieza simply waved us off. He had much more important things to deal with than managing a couple of monkeys like us. Vegeta's injuries and traumatized mental state was enough of a lesson that was learned, and the white tyrant was satisfied. We were released from duty to recover on Planet 79 until our next assignment. As I left his ship, I was stared and gawked at by the other soldiers. I had survived Deabrua without a scratch on me, and that was completely unheard of. My brother couldn't stop himself from embracing me when we finally got together, thinking he was never going to see the Prince or me again. He pressed our foreheads together and purred, the intimacy special and giving me warmth throughout my body. He couldn't believe we had lived and didn't care how we managed it, just that we were standing in front of him. The reunion was cut short, as I was stricken with pain in my chest, finding it hard to breathe. When I convulsed with bile spewing out of my mouth, I was rushed to the medic where Vegeta was already being treated for his injuries.
While I managed to live through Deabrua without physical harm, the radiation from the planet and the ash I inhaled was causing major internal complications. My body began to break out with sores from the radiation and I was disturbingly ill, sweating profusely and shaking from a fever that could have easily killed someone weaker than I. It was clear now that even though I may have lived through my visit to the planet, there was a chance I wouldn't survive the night due to the exposure of the toxic radiation. I was placed in a regeneration tank next to Vegeta who was suffering worse than me, the healing waters working harder to cure his ailments on top of his injuries.
All we could do was wait at this point. I was confident that the advanced astro-medical technology would be able to bring us back to a normal health. After all, I've suffered through worse than this and I came out on top due to standard human medicine; a little radiation poisoning should be a breeze.
The night progressed on and my time in the regeneration tank was short-lived as well. I couldn't stop myself from vomiting and nearly drowned in what was supposed to save me due to the bile filling my oxygen mask. Instead, I was confined to a small bed with my wrists and ankles secured to the railing. Any sudden movements would open the sores on my body and the medics were taking no risks in exposing everyone else to the poison. A few agonizing hours passed as I howled in pain and spat up stomach acid before I was finally stabilized enough for a sedative. I was out within minutes and prayed to the gods that I would wake up again.
"Kakarot…? Hey, c'mon. Open your eyes." A voice broke through the muffled silence and I became very aware of being surrounded in water again.
"Mmm…" I gurgled with my throat and attempted to open my heavy eyes.
"Kakarot?" The voice was sounding more and more like my brother.
"R-Raditz…?" I rasped out, my tired eyes finally opening to the stinging water of the regeneration tank, able to make out a blurry image of my long-haired kin.
"Bout fucking time you woke up." Raditz let out a sigh of relief, watching me from behind the glass.
"How… long was I out…?" I asked, trying to get a grasp on consciousness.
"Couple days…" He spoke with a sigh.
I blinked a little more to clear my vision and get used to the water, able to get a better picture of my brother. He looked exhausted and I casually wondered if he had been awake and watching me for the two days I was out. My gods, two days?! "V-Vegeta… is he ok…?" I blurted out, feeling panicked that if I had been unconscious and as sick as I was from a little radiation exposure, I couldn't imagine what he had suffered.
"He's alright, brother. Prince Vegeta is a lot stronger than Frieza and his men give him credit for. He's already been released from the tanks and is getting bed rest." My brother nodded and went over to a control panel, pushing some buttons which made the bubbles in my tank rush all over.
"W-what happened to me…? I thought I was OK…" I started, watching the lights flash and the water slowly start to drain from the top.
"Toxic radiation poisoning from Deabrua's gases- unlike any other out there in this galaxy. Hell, the medics were afraid to let anyone near the two of you because they didn't want to get it. Your little parade around the planet nearly killed you and the Prince." Raditz came back over to my tank with his arms crossed over his chest.
"It wasn't exactly my fault, you know…" I pouted and took my oxygen mask off the moment the water went below my neck.
"Just because our Prince went on a little suicide mission doesn't mean you had to go running after him. I thought I made it clear to you that we are the only Saiyans left and we can't afford to lose just one of us, let alone two." My brother scolded me, his nose scrunched up in irritation.
The water drained away completely and the glass tube lifted up, allowing me to exit. I couldn't help hearing King Kai's words of "don't be a hero" echo through my head as my brother reprimanded me, but I felt no guilt in my actions this time. If anything, I felt proud to of saved the Prince even if it meant I suffered later for it. "Well, someone has to take care of him." I sighed to myself and grabbed a towel to dry myself off.
Suddenly I was knocked off of my feet practically as a pair of knuckles hit the back of my head. Stumbling over a medical cart and landing on the ground, I hissed and looked up to see Raditz glaring over me. "I take care of the Prince just fucking fine, Kakarot! I've kept him alive this long, and that's more than anyone else can say! Don't you dare mock me!" His tail was frizzed out and snapping behind him in anger.
"I wasn't mocking you, Raditz!" I started, keeping my hand up over my head in a submissive manner, eyes lowered. Instinctively I knew that if I looked my brother in the eye with him as aggressive as he was, he would take it as a challenge of his dominance and attack me.
"Don't think that just because you came along and he's taken an interest in you doesn't mean that I don't take care of him when he needs it! I've taken care of that brat ever since he was a cub! Don't you dare question who takes care of our Prince!" Raditz paced back and forth, looking down at me.
I continued to keep my head down and my eyes lowered, my stomach churning nervously. "I didn't mean it that way, Raditz… I'm sorry. I won't ever question you again…"
He paced back and forth just a few more times and let out a long, loud sigh. He ran his fingers through his hair and finally offered me his hand. "Look just… mind what you say, Kakarot… Your mouth is going to get you into a lot of trouble one day." Raditz looked to me with slight guilt in his warm ebony eyes and I couldn't help but forgive him.
I took his hand and stood to my feet. He seemed more agitated than usual since I came back and I was curious as to why, but was too nervous to ask. "Honestly Raditz… I didn't mean anything harsh by what I said…"
He finally gave a crooked grin, quite characteristic on his handsome face. "Eh, forget about it, Kakarot. I haven't slept since the two of you left so I'm just about to my breaking point." He put his large arm around my shoulders, smile still on his face. "You fucking kids are going to give me a damn heart attack." Then he chuckled, squeezing my shoulder and then pushing me away.
I smiled back at him, feeling more and more sympathetic towards my brother the more I spent time with him. With that sympathy finally came more guilt and jealousy, that constant gnawing thought of how Raditz really felt about our Prince and just how much he 'took care' of him as they fought side-by-side. "Raditz…?" I hated the slight shake in my voice as my curiosities got the best of me.
Raditz had gathered up some armor and a body suit for me, tossing it my direction. "Yeah what?"
"Ehm… I uh…" I caught the clothes and felt sick again from the churning in my stomach from my nerves.
"Spit it out, brat. We ain't got all day to shoot the shit."
"Are you in love with Vegeta…?" I finally asked, the question hanging in the air like a foul stench.
The silence was just as penetrating, and for the first time since I met him, my brother's blush went all the way to his ears. His tail was puffed out again and the tip was twitching now, clearly showing how embarrassed he was. "W-What?!"
"It's just that…! Y-you know… I just… I can't help getting a sense that you…"
"Kakarot! I pledged my life for the Prince ever since I was an adolescent as a warrior! JUST a warrior… I mean, I've known the Prince since he was a cub and fucking raised him with Nappa… The thought of thinking of him as a mate is…" He visibly shook and snorted. Now I felt embarrassed for even asking him, going red in the face myself and looking away. My brother laughed in amusement and came over to me, grabbing the back of my head and nuzzling into my hair. "Brat… Even if I did want to claim the Prince as my mate, it's a little too late for that."
I blinked a little and looked up to him, confused and intrigued. "Why…?"
"Because," Raditz grinned some more, patting my head like a dog, "He's already chosen you for a mate."
The suns had finally set and we were back on Planet 79 by the rise of the first moon, celebrating mine and Vegeta's survival from Deabrua at our usual spot where music thumped and bodies moved in union.
Drugged on nge and intoxicated from dark liquor, I held Vegeta close to me on the dance floor, our arms wrapped tightly around each other. His hands dug into my hair and I caressed his back, each of us inhaling each other's scent and getting drunk on the chemicals our bodies produced when we were together. We kissed, we touched, we rubbed, we moved, we embraced. Since the rescue on Deabrua, we were inseparable. The Prince whispered against my skin in our native tongue, giving me shivers and making my head spin from his voice. I wish I knew what he was saying, hanging on every syllable and rolling of his tongue, hoping it was words of passion and romance. What I would give to have my tail again, wanting to twine it with his and feel the fur ruffle together while I kissed his neck and purred. It was clear to everyone there that evening that we were together and there would be no chance of taking our attention away.
"Kakarot…" Vegeta whispered as he raked his fingers through my hair.
"Vegeta…" I answered him and slid my hand under his top, feeling his hot skin.
"I want you…" He growled now and shoved his hips against mine, letting me know just how much he wanted me. "Inside of me… right now…"
I whined and nodded, my cheeks blazing with heat from my arousal. He took my hand and made me grab him between his legs, the smell radiating off of his body almost making me cum from excitement. We started to make our way out of the dance floor and indulge in each other but were stopped as the music took a halt and everyone around us discontinued their dancing.
When we both looked to see the source of why everything had come to a halt, we were surprised to see that it was some of Frieza's top men, the Ginyu Force, and even the green-haired commander Zarbon. The group rarely left the massive ship that hovered around in the atmosphere above Planet 79 so to see them down here in this club of all the others was a little alarming.
"If you're gonna stare might as well buy us some drinks!" The horned Captain sneered over the crowd, walking through with his colorful soldiers. The music started back up again and everyone went back to doing whatever it is they were doing, the rare visitors clearly there to get a few drinks like the rest of us.
"What are they doing here?" I wondered out loud, feeling myself getting pushed off by Vegeta.
"Who fuckin' cares. Let's go before they see us." Vegeta snorted yet his quick attempt to go unnoticed failed as Captain Ginyu started cat calling us.
"So this is the place you little space monkeys like to go, huh?" The purple-skinned warrior grinned while his cohort stood behind him.
I did my best to keep my cool and act as if I didn't even know who he was, though I remembered very clearly our time spent on Namek in my own universe. When he looked at me, I averted my eyes and looked elsewhere, suddenly wishing I knew where Raditz and Nappa were. "What the fuck brings you all the way here, Ginyu?" Vegeta barked, evidently irritated that our sexy fun was being post-poned.
"New protocol. Since Frieza is sick and tired of you primates causing trouble every time you come back from an assignment, and since we are the only ones stronger than you, he wants us to be pest control." Ginyu continued to stare at me, his sly smirk still on his face. "I don't think we've met before, pretty boy. You're that one that saved Vegeta's ass on Deabrua and lived to tell about it."
"We don't need a god damn babysitter! Now fuck off!" Vegeta interjected before I could speak up from the Captain talking to me.
"It's not like we want to spend our free nights looking after a hotheaded ape but we don't really have a choice. And neither do you. We are here and we aren't leaving, so it's best you shut your trap." Zarbon finally spoke up as he walked by, pushing past all of us with the flick of his cape. "Ugh, you couldn't have picked a better place than this shit hole?"
I looked to Vegeta to see that he was fuming, his tail lashing behind him as the rest of the Ginyu Force walked by and headed to the bar. Captain Ginyu turned his head over his shoulder and looked me up and down again before going back to his own business. "Should we find Raditz and Nappa?" I asked, feeling unnerved by Ginyu's blatant staring.
"Do whatever the fuck you want. I'm going to get some fucking bomba." The Prince growled and stormed away from me on his conquest to find more white powder to inhale.
I sighed and attempted to follow after him but a large hand stopped me in place, quickly whipping my head around to see that it was my brother. "Just let him be. If you constantly follow on his heels you'll end up doing more harm than good."
My eyes were able to catch Vegeta's flame-like hair disappear around the corner, letting out another frustrated sigh. "Did you know the Ginyu Force and Zarbon are here?" I looked to Raditz to see if he knew what was going on yet.
My brother looked over at the bar where Frieza's men were already causing their own trouble and snorted to himself, putting a heavy arm around my shoulder. "Eh, it won't last long. Frieza just doesn't have anything else for them to do and I'm sure it's some kind of punishment for something they did." He spoke with a slight slur in his speech, his eyes just about as glassy and red as mine. Now I knew where he had disappeared off to.
"Even Zarbon?" I snorted myself, picking up on Saiyan habits as if it was second nature.
Raditz looked to the cyan-skinned alien and held the stare, this time not having an answer to my question. Since knowing there was past evidence of my brother's attraction to the reptilian man, I couldn't help wondering what he was thinking or feeling. "Raditz…?
"Huh?" My brother snapped out of it, looking to me with his red-rimmed eyes.
"You're ripped." I started giggling to myself, amused from Raditz's state of high due to my own high.
"What of it?" He smirked and shrugged, his eyes flickering back over to Zarbon who was currently receiving lots of attention from Captain Ginyu.
"Welllll…." I drawled out with a grin, "You're definitely not trying to hide who you're drooling over…"
My brother blushed again with a frown, forcing his eyes away from the green-haired beauty to glare at me. "Kakarot, don't accuse me of—"
"Radiiiiiitz c'mon!" I laughed and pushed my brother a little, enjoying how embarrassed he was. "I might be a little lost on customs and stuff out here, but I'm not stupid. You don't have to lie to me like the rest of them." I smiled encouragingly at him, the nge in my system making me bold and so unbelievably enticed by the handsome Saiyan.
Because Raditz was influenced by narcotics and strong alcohol, he wasn't as uptight and full of anxiety like he usually was, making it easier to tease him and point out the obvious. He huffed and I watched him steal another glance at Zarbon, the pretty alien having knocked Ginyu right off of his bar stool with his fist and an annoyed frown on his face. "Kakarot…" My brother started but I cut him off.
"I won't say anything! As your own blood, you have my word." I nodded and smiled with satisfaction, leaning closer to him. "These lips are sealed. Hehe." I was giggling again, finding anything and everything funny when I was high on nge.
Finally my brother smirked and dug his fingers into my hair, pulling on the locks a little. "Didn't I tell you that your mouth was going to get you in trouble one day?" He was so close I could smell the dark liquor and sweet smoke on his breath. Memories of our hot kiss flooded my mind and I whined, horny as hell from the stimulation Vegeta had caused and now from inappropriate thoughts of my brother. "If Vegeta didn't have his teeth sunk into you, I'd love to hear you moan my name instead." Raditz growled and teased my lips with his own, holding me back from jerking forward and sealing the kiss.
"You're not being fair…" I panted a little, desperate for physical contact and some sexual release.
"Oh I know, brother…" Raditz snickered, his tail squeezing my thigh and his lips continuing to torture my own. "Just like how it's not fair that you tease me about Zarbon. If anyone hears you speak about it, especially him, we'll all get into big big trouble. So watch your mouth before I put something in it." He finally pulled me away from him and let me go, smirking from ear to ear from how miserable he had gotten me.
I growled in sexual frustration and rubbed the back of my head, looking at my amused brother who stuck a glass pipe in his mouth to take a few puffs of that sweet smelling smoke that was on his breath just moments ago. "I'm gonna go find Vegeta." I grumbled and began looking around the club to see if Vegeta had come back, listening to my brother laugh at me as I shuffled away.
When looking around for my Prince, I couldn't help looking back over at the bar where the Ginyu Force and Zarbon were. When he didn't think anyone had been watching him, the green-haired general glanced over his shoulder to let his amber eyes scan my brother up and down and sensually lick his full lips to himself. As fast as it had happened, Zarbon was back to swallowing down his drink as if he hadn't just eaten my brother's image alive.
"Vegeta… Can I ask you something…?" I spoke softly, laying behind the Prince and gently kissing his shoulders as we stayed curled up under the covers of his bed.
"Hn…" He responded back, his tail lazily swaying back and forth against my leg. The first sun was slowly starting to rise over the horizon of Planet 79 but neither one of us was in a hurry to get up.
"…This scar on your back…" Once again, I dared to reach out and skim my finger across the long scar that went from his lower back and across to his shoulder. This time, I was not met with a fist. "How did you get it…?"
The Prince sighed and rolled onto his back, taking away the view of what had been boggling me for the longest time. "Frieza…" He admitted, keeping his eyes away from mine. It struck me suddenly just how young he really was from the sad way that he looked now, his face smooth and soft while his eyes had yet to be filled with hate and pain. "I think I was about 8 summers old… A rumor that Frieza had destroyed Vegesei –not an asteroid- reached me and I was hell-bent on making Frieza admit it… I barged in on a council he was having and made a scene. Needless to say, he wasn't very thrilled…"
"He punished you…" I guessed, watching him as he took my hand and studied it.
"More than that. He made an example out of me in front of everyone. He used his tail to publically whip me while going on about insubordination and we will all regret they day we crossed him." Vegeta shrugged, stroking my fingers. "I lost count of the lashes after 50… He made sure that the last one would be he one I would never forget. To make sure that I would never go against him again…" He trailed off and his voice had a slight shake to it. Something told me that this wasn't the end of the story and I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear the rest.
I leaned down and kissed his lips, smiling gently at him. "You don't have to say any more, Vegeta…" His onyx eyes finally looked into mine cautiously. "Honest… what you told me is good enough." I nodded and propped myself up on my elbow.
All he did was stare at me, studying my face the way that he did my hand earlier. He seemed conflicted and confused, his eyebrows knitted together as he processed things in his head. Even his tail stopped swaying against my leg. What was he thinking? What was he confused about? Was it because I stopped the story short and it came across as me not being that interested? Even with the Prince being younger and surprisingly more open, I still couldn't read him.
"What…?" I asked, feeling a little concerned from his frowning.
"You…" His voice was soft and he wasn't looking at me again.
"… What about me…?"
"You're… so different… I've never met anyone like you before."
"… Is that… bad…?"
Vegeta looked at me again, still looking thoughtful and conflicted. He took my hand again and placed it against his own, our palms touching. I felt like this was such a rare treat, being able to feel his hand against my own, trusting me enough to give me such vulnerability and intimacy. The Prince in my universe never took his gloves off and I longed to know what they looked like and what they felt like, and now I was given that chance. I would never take this moment for granted as long as I lived.
"… I'm beginning to really like different…" He finally smirked and looked at me.
"Good. Because I really like you." I smiled back at him, feeling giddy and childlike.
The Prince smirked some more and rolled us over, sitting on my hips and holding me down by my shoulders, his tail swaying behind him again as he spread a sweet scent that made my body tingle. "One of these days we are going to be unstoppable, Kakarot…" He leaned down and started to kiss against my neck, his musk spreading through the air some more and making my toes curl, "Just think… With you and I together… We can accomplish so much…" His lips moved lower, teasing my collar bone and shoulders, getting me excited, "We can take back our place in the universe… The ultimate pair… The ultimate race…" His lips moved up again and moved over my jaw, pulling away to look into my eyes, "Just you and me together…"
Vegeta and I together… Ever since we had first met in my universe, we had always been together. But this time, it had so much more meaning. The more I tried to fight it, the stronger it got—I had fallen in love with him. The feelings had always been there it seemed, but it took me becoming more intimate emotionally and physically that they rose to the surface like boiling water. Now they were spilling over and it took my entire soul not to start screaming with elation.
"Just you and me…" I purred back, my eyes falling closed as I started to succumb to his touches.
"We will be the greatest warriors in the galaxy… " His head was continuing to dip lower, making me arch my back, "You'll help me to defeat Frieza…" His tongue teased and tickled my navel, "Then I'll take you as my mate… And then, we will be unstoppable…"
I didn't have time to respond as he slipped my cock into my mouth and began to taste all around it. I sunk my teeth into my lower lip and let out a whining moan, my fingers digging into the sheets. I opened my eyes and propped myself up to watch him, reaching out to stroke his hand and tug on it a little. "Oh Vegeta…" I sighed, my cheeks burning.
My thoughts fogged up and hazily dazed into fantasizing, imaging myself at Vegeta's side while we travelled the galaxy, indulging in hot sex and mind-numbing galactic drugs. Just the idea… I groaned and arched my back some more as Vegeta worked magic over me. It sounded so wonderful. There was just one problem with Vegeta's offer.
I had to go back to my own universe… and soon.
It had been a pleasantly warm day and the setting of the sun was cascading throughout the lands to show off it's summer glory. I was streaking through the sky on the way to Capsule Corporation, having agreed to do a few favors for Bulma that evening. I wondered how things had been going since her and Vegeta's permanent separation, I wondered what the Prince did all day as he had stopped coming to any and all social events, and I wondered if he was interested in sparring with me again after a dry season of seclusion.
Before going to find Bulma, I decided to fulfill my curiosity about Vegeta, sensing him in his usual room of gravity. There was no hum of the generator, but I could see that the lights were still on. In Vegeta's obsessive-compulsive behavior, I knew he would never leave a light on if he weren't there. After I landed, I quickly came up to the window and peered inside, seeing that the lights were definitely all on and that the figure of the Prince was laying on the floor.
I entered the GR without so much as a threat or growl of Vegeta, instead greeted with a dank smell that hung in the air like a slight fog. Coming around the corner of the large control panel, I looked to see that Vegeta was laying flat on his back staring at the ceiling, holding a glass pipe in his hand.
"Vegeta…?" I started, my steps getting slower.
"The fuck are you doing here, Kakarot…?" The Prince slurred out a little, his eyes red and hazy.
"Bulma asked me to drop by and do a few things for her… And I just wanted to see what you were up to…" I watched him lift the pipe and use a fingertip to strike a spark, burning whatever was in the pipe, "And see if you wanted to spar…"
"No…" He grunted and sucking in whatever was coming from the pipe, holding it for a few seconds and then blew out a huge plume of dank-smelling smoke. "Get lost." He grunted and coughed, laying back down fully on his back.
"… What are you doing?" I asked, tilting my head and furrowing my eyes a little.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" He snorted and closed his eyes.
"Whatever it is, it stinks." I gagged and swatted away the smoke.
"Then get lost like I said earlier"
"Ugh. Where did you get this stuff?" I covered my nose with my arm, trying to block the smell and smoke.
"Your fucking kid, that's who."
"Goten…" I groaned and rolled my eyes. "Why?"
"What with all the god damn questioning? I thought you were going to do something for that blue-haired wench." He growled, warning me to back off.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing, Vegeta. We haven't sparred in weeks."
Finally he was silent, simply giving me a sigh and going back to staring at the ceiling. "I knew your brat could give me some stuff to let a load off. An' I was fuckin' right." He cleared his throat and licked his lips. I couldn't help myself but stare as his pointy tongue seeped out and coated his lips with saliva, copying his motion.
"You usually let a load off by beating the crap out of me. I would have been up for it." I shook my head, blushing when I realized that I had been staring at his lips again.
"I wanted something different…" He replied, his voice more relaxed and deep from the smoke.
"Different, eh…?" I couldn't help but grin, the Prince always having a wild card up his personality sleeve.
"Different is good sometimes…" Another sigh, another lick of his lips, another repeat of my own.
"I thought you didn't like different."
" Not all the time…" He smirked and looked over at me, "You're different and I tolerate you."
My cheeks flared with heat, realizing he was talking about me. I rubbed the back of my head and shuffled uncomfortably, my loins growing tight. "I guess that's good…"
Vegeta snickered and looked back up to the ceiling, licking his lips one last time. "It is good…" He closed his eyes and reveled in the way his body felt from the dope he had been smoking.
I stood silently for a moment, watching his lips part and listening to his breath go in and out, in and out, in and out… He seemed so relaxed, so content, so almost vulnerable. I didn't want to spoil his rare moment of peace, so instead I bent down to lay on the opposite side of him, putting my arms under my head and watched the bright ceiling. I felt just a tad buzzed from having inhaled the leftover smoke and the dull ceiling was relaxing. The small hum of the control panel cradled me in a completely sated state.
"Vegeta…"
"Ssh… this is my favorite part…"
Once again, silence and humming. It was completely out of Vegeta's character, the Prince normally high-strung and aggressive, allowing himself to lose a little bit of control and forget about the world.
It was different.
I liked different, too.
TBC.
Author Note: If you don't like drug usage, you have some to the wrong story.
