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Vacation

Chapter 4

Vivid

Vegeta stood looking out a massive floor to ceiling window. He was dressed in full dress armor. He looked out across the red river and smiled. Today he was going to sail down river to the port city with Trunks and Mirai both at his side. He turned when he heard the familiar deep cough and beamed with pride.

"Father, are you sure you do not want to come with us?" he asked.

"Vegeta, it is a tradition for the father to journey down river with his son to the temple for the first time; you know that, my son." The elder Vegeta looked on his boy with pride lighting his eyes. "Besides, it will give you time alone with them." He draped an arm around his only child's shoulder and looked out at the blood red colored river with him.

"I know father, but" He frowned. "for some reason, I feel it urgent that you come with us; like I need you to come away with us. I just can't remember why."

At that moment his beautiful lavender headed demon spawn came running full blast skidding down the marbled hall directly at them. "Dad… Dad… is it time to go yet?"

"No boy, but soon." He smiled swelling with pride at the youngest Prince in the palace. He looked up just in time to see his eldest child with the same lavender hair stroll slowly up to him. He tried to grasp something in the back of his mind why his son was both older and younger at the same time. He shook his head at it.

The elder King Vegeta gazed at him. "I am proud of all three of you." He looked at Vegeta "You did well, we are all proud of your sacrifice."

Vegeta smiled and looked back at the window. He gasped when it was replaced with a mirror. It was reflecting him but he looked like his father with a beard. His father walked up to him and laid a hand on his shoulder standing behind him. "Never forget who you are son. Never forget you are a Saiyan; and remind him that he carries our royal blood as well. Trunks and Mirai walked up and merged into one.

Vegeta shook his head again, he was sweating. "I won't father. I keep it safe in my heart." He turned to embrace his father and King but he was gone, replaced by halls of mirrors. Vegeta ran down the hall. Dozens of memories raced over their surfaces; things which were out of place here, a green world with blue oceans, a tall green and pink man with a pair of antenna, a clown in an orange gi; wait… how did he know he was a clown? Vegeta yelled as loud as he could "FATHER… don't leave me alone again…" He ran into a mirror and broke through it.

Suddenly he was outside; the red giant sun high over head. It was a hot day today. Kakarot handed him a tall glass of something liquid with ice floating in it. He took it gratefully.

"Thanks Kakarot." He said almost gulping it down. He turned and looked out at the river at their boys playing happily in the water.

Kakarot spoke, "They don't realize how easy they have it, Prince Vegeta." He smiled that big goofy grin at him, it sounded strange to Vegeta for him to title him as Prince.

"No, Kakarot, they don't. Let's pray to the Gods they will never have to go through what we went through. He narrowed his eyes; had he been through something terrible?

"We can't let our species die, Prince." The idiot said

"What are you talking about, the planet is almost over crowded, Kakarot." He stared at him as if he had worms for a brain.

Suddenly a giant green man in a white cape walked up. He was three times as big as either of them and he was holding a little stick like tree with a large green fluff for leaves. "This is all that is left of my home."

Kakarot picked up a rock and handed it to Vegeta. "Hey, I'll be this rock for you so you don't lose this place!" He shoved it at the Prince.

"I don't want your stupid rock Kakarot!" He tried to throw it down but it magically reappeared in his hand. He tried to blast it but nothing happened. "Damn it! Why won't it go away? I don't need a fucking rock!" He threw it in the river but it seemed to be tied to him and he followed it down through the water. He was running out of air; he was going to drown. He gave in and gasped.

Vegeta woke from the intense dream he'd been in the throes of. He was soaked with sweat and very disturbed. He rose from the bed and the safety of his Green Man's side to walk over to the window. He quietly opened it and stepped out raising himself to the roof; which he sat down on to stare up at the stars or rather one very faint one anyway. He heaved a great sigh not letting his eyes stray and once again contemplated using the dragon balls to bring back one extra large red planet that used to orbit it; or should he leave it in the past?

He rested his head on his pulled up knees as various memories flooded his mind, 'wind blowing through tall grasses making the sound of light rain and a small child running through it unseen', 'hot sand and his tiny toes squishing through it'. He sighed and let a tear slide down his cheek but still faintly smiled at another memory, 'the slap of his bare feet as he ran across the stone floor down a hall in a large temple'. "Home" he mumbled; most of the time he was alright but sometimes, like when he had dreams, it was almost unbearable. He looked back up at that very faint point of light and cried silently. Gone; all of it was gone.

He longed for it, desperately needing it back; at least right now anyway. He needed to wade waist deep in the dark red water of the river by the palace. He wanted to run across the hot red sand as fast as he could move as he'd done when he was a child. He wanted to see sun sets that were a mix of pink, red, and green against the huge red orb that was their star. His heart ached with it as he whispered, "I want to go home." Then he growled loudly throwing a random kai blast off into the sky in the direction of his home star, "It's not fair!"

Presently he realized he wasn't alone. His head snapped up looking at Piccolo; the one person on Earth who understood. "It's not fair." he said through clenched teeth.

Piccolo took a step toward him as he started throwing blasts at random objects; a car a block away, the red light of a distant radio tower, "Nothing but dust and rubble", he blasted a far off tree in the park, "Space debris". He was so angry and hurt he was pulling in more and more energy without realizing it.

Piccolo took another step forward and gently placed a hand on his arm. "Easy there, Little Prince."

Vegeta spun around with an angry expression full of hatred over what Frieza had done to his home and people. "HE TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME!... he took it from my kids."

Piccolo's eyes widened just slightly. He needed to help Vegeta get a hold of himself; he was quickly sliding back into that person he used to be. A porch light came on down the street. 'Shit, he woke someone up.' The tall warrior thought. "Come on baby, you need to come inside. It's cold out here." That was true you could see your breath.

Vegeta wrenched out of his hand and blasted the street light. "No leave me alone!"

Piccolo grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into a strong unbudging hug. "Hey, it's okay. I'm here Little Prince." He spoke in his calm soothing voice almost cooing to him.

Vegeta struggled for a moment before he broke down and sobbed into the Namek's chest. "Everything is gone; he took away everything I loved." He cried openly not caring if his Green Man saw him fall apart or not. "All I have are memories; sometimes so vivid I can almost reach out and touch them before they vanish. It's there I can see it, I can feel it, but I can't fucking TOUCH it." If it were not for Piccolo's strong arms he would have collapsed.

"Shh… I know baby, Frieza was nothing but a monster; and he was jealous of your strength of endurance." Piccolo murmured. He kissed the top of his head. "You're safe now, though. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again, Little Prince."

Vegeta wrapped his arms around the warrior class Namekian and clung to him. "My home is nothing but dust, Green Man. You don't know what that's like."

"Actually I do." He looked down at him, "Frieza destroyed Namek as well; we were luckier than the Saiyans though my people escaped the destruction. You know why?" He lifted his chin and gently wiped the tears off of his cheek. "Because a few brave and totally fearless Saiyans rescued my people." He smiled down at him and leaned forward to plant a kiss on his soft lips. Vegeta shivered violently. Piccolo shook his head, "And now you're freezing again."

He scooped his Little Prince up into his arms; the old bitty down the street who was staring at them from her porch window could go take a flying leap on a rolling donut for all he cared. He pulled his beloved closer to his body, if that was even possible. "Let's get you back to bed and warmed up again, baby." He lifted into the air and gently floated down to the bedroom window and stepped through it. He walked to the large bed and lay Vegeta down on it.

Vegeta instantly crawled under the heavy blankets. Piccolo chuckled; his Little Prince was a lot like a cat in many ways, though he'd never tell him so. He slipped in beside him and pulled him up close. "You need to uncover your head so you don't smother baby."

Vegeta shook his head beneath the blanket. "No way, Green Man. I am fucking freezing." He said in a muffled voice.

"If you don't I'll be forced to come in and get you."Piccolo said.

Secretly Vegeta smiled. "Do your worst, Namek." was his reply.

Piccolo scooted down under them with him and began tickling him. Vegeta laughed and tried to squirm away from his relentless hands. "No!...stop it… get away…" He was panting for breath, "Alright you win!" He poked his head out and took a deep breath.

Piccolo snuggled him close with a loving happy smile. "See, I knew you'd see it my way." He kissed his eyes, and then he kissed his nose before gazing into the Prince's deep ebony colored eyes.

Vegeta stared up into his deep black soulful eyes as well. They stayed gazes locked for several minutes before Piccolo let his lips drift close to the small man next to him. He kissed him letting their tongues sweep across each other. He rolled so that he was on top of him, but supporting his weight so he was not crushing. The small Saiyan under him wrapped his arms around the Namek's neck holding onto him as if his very life depended on his Green Man.

Both moaned quietly as Vegeta brought his tail up and stroked it along Piccolo's bare back. Not wanting to waste the time and effort of removing clothing Piccolo simply zapped everything in his way making it all disappear in a small flash of light. He drug his hands down the princes sides savoring his naked skin. He wrapped his lip around the Prince's neck and sucked his skin into his mouth letting his teeth dig in a little.

Vegeta groaned loudly and breathily spoke to his lover, "Oh Kami… Piccolo… do it… I need it…" He wrapped his legs around the giant warrior's waist. "Don't think about it… just do it…"

Piccolo's mind raced wondering if he had the right to mark the man beneath him. No one would probably notice it; but did he have a right to do so? Vegeta bucked up against him, begging him for attention. He looked down into Vegeta's eyes letting go of his skin long enough to search the emotions of the Saiyan Prince.

Dark black eyes stared up at him; but they weren't cloudy with lust. Vegeta was not asking in the heat of desire. "If I take you like this, will it change things between us?" the Namekian Prince asked.

Vegeta grabbed piccolo gently by his ears and pulled him nose to nose looking dead in his eyes, "It will and it will not" He narrowed his eyes a bit and tightened his legs around his waist, "Do it, Green Man"

Piccolo bared his double fanged teeth and sunk them into his Prince's skin at the base of his neck just as he penetrated him. Vegeta threw his head back as his eyes icy blue and ringed on the edges with red. Piccolo felt soft cat like fur under his hands and an immense power spike in his lover. That wasn't the only change in Vegeta; he'd grown long fangs of his own. He flung his head forward and sank his fangs into the base of Piccolo's neck as well. Both men growled vying for dominance very briefly before Piccolo won out and held Vegeta pinned beneath him angling his hips to get deeper into him; he wasn't going anywhere except where Piccolo wanted him to go.

Piccolo felt strange as he took his lover. It was as if the center of his kai moved itself out of his body and hovered between them. Suddenly he felt cool and hot all at the same time as a blue glow erupted between them. The glow enveloped both men as they made love; barely aware of what was happening around them. Suddenly the urge to fill his Saiyan Prince with his seed became overwhelming for Piccolo; unaware that the surrounding glow had slowly turned to a deep red color.

With their teeth still dug into the other's soft flesh they both came at once, Piccolo filling his Little Prince inside, and Vegeta spreading his hot stickiness over his Green Man's abdomen. They stayed as they were for some moments as the glow around them faded to green and each man's kai center returned to within them.

Piccolo let go of Vegeta's neck, aware of new feeling which were not his own. He blinked, "What the hell just happened, Vegeta?"

Vegeta calmed down; he felt it too. He gazed up at the Namekian warrior as he let go of all the energy he'd been holding. He felt his lover's confusion and smiled up at him with an adoring expression, "You said you'd never let anything hurt me again. Was that not a declaration of the intent to bond?"

Piccolo stared down at him in shock. It was true. He felt all sorts of feeling which weren't his, 'contentment, peace, happiness, and a slight touch of… fear?... fear of rejection' He rolled onto his side as a wide smile spread across his face and grabbed Vegeta up into his arms. He whispered to him, "I'm bonded to you. This has got to be the best feeling I have ever had, baby."

He wasn't lying about it. Vegeta felt everything he felt, his Green Man was elated. "You're not angry at me for bonding to you at all?"

"Angry?" He chuckled deep and quietly, "Baby, I am honored you would choose me to bond with." He kissed his Little Prince's eye.

Vegeta yawned, rather cat like and looked at his now bonded lover; they would stay this way for life now. No matter where the other was, they would always carry a bit of each other in their hearts. It didn't matter that Vegeta lived with his son's mother, he was bonded only to Piccolo; it was a thing she could never feel or accomplish. It was the Saiyan equivalent of an unspoken marriage.

Piccolo chuckled softly at him. "Alright Little Prince, you sleep. I'll keep you safe."

Vegeta looked up at him happy and content for once, "Thank you Green Man." He closed his eyes and fell right to sleep truly feeling safe for the first time since he was a small child; as he drifted off he mumbled, "I love you".

Piccolo swept his fingers through his hair, "I love you too baby, always and forever." He stayed awake for a while just touching his beloved Little Prince. He couldn't help but touch and caress his bare skin, just to feel him was everything he wanted just then. He'd given his word and he intended to keep it. He'd protect the Prince with his life. He pulled Vegeta closer and drifted back to sleep himself with a totally contented expression on his face as well.