Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Very Veggie Valentine's Day ❯ The Horror-Day Begins ( Chapter 1 )

A Very Veggie Valentines day

 

 

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. If I did, I would use the profits to buy the underground kingdom of the mole people, to do my unholy bidding, as well as a Nintendo DS.

 

WARNINGS: (Oh look capital letters! Maybe the stupid people will notice too…) There will be a yaoi lemon at the end! Therefore, sex. With two men, well, Saiyans. You have been warned.

 

(This has been posted late on MM because…well, I forgot, until my first review from the prequel came a month ago. I know that Valentine's Day was ages ago)

 

Without further ado, here's the fic!

 

 

Part 1. The Horror-day Begins

 

 

Today was Valentines Day. A day that hit the earth like a fat fly hitting the windscreen of a hummer- appearing insignificant, but causing more trouble than one would initially think when it's guts are smeared everywhere by the rhetorical windshield wipers of life, making it irremovable once there, even to those who scoffed and mocked the awesome power of it's merchandising. And so the squishy love spewing humans went about their “V-day havoc”, with many a flower given and chocolate sultrily eaten.

 

However, the great Son Goku, saviour of the universe, woke up to an empty, cold bed, apparently long abandoned by the one who was normally sleeping peacefully beside him, or more accurately, snuggled up warm and comfortable against him, before they were being pestered for morning sex.

 

`Wonder where Vegeta went.' Thought Goku sadly, bereft of his morning “pick me up”, as he got up out of the plush king size bed the two of them now shared, Goku having left Chichi the moment Goten turned 16, since the boy was now old enough to handle himself, and the situation between Goku and Vegeta, so now Goku was happily, and not-so- peacefully, living with Vegeta at Capsule Corp.

 

Goku grinned merrily at the memory of when he told Chichi he was leaving her, her shrewish little face turning colours so fast he could have mistaken her for a defective traffic light, and chuckled as he remembered Vegeta barging into the house to get him, causing Chichi to collapse into a mound of twitching shock, as she put two and two together, only to come up with one big Saiyan love bundle, much to Vegeta's rather specialised form of amusement. As far as Goku knew, two and a half months later and she was still there, twitching sporadically on the cold, hard kitchen floor.

 

As for Bulma, well, according to both her and Vegeta, they had no long term ties, merely using each other for sex (and children), and the blue haired genius will more than willing to let them live in Capsule Corp. After all, “it's the least she could do for the men that have saved the world, and universe. Can't have them homeless can we?”

 

Looking sleepily at the digital clock on the bedside table, he realised it was Valentine's Day.

 

`Huh, he probably hiding somewhere…' thought Goku sardonically, `Or he's holed himself up in his gravity room. Oh no, the grumpy Prince could never play around with moronic humans and their silly, wimpy Valentines Day.'

 

Searching around for Vegeta's ki, Goku realised the elusive Prince must be repressing it, to prevent Goku of finding him.

 

Goku understood Vegeta's general avoidance of such events to a level- it was totally alien to the man who had spend many years of his life blowing up planets and being abused by those who could to make small talk and participate in such human activities. The larger Saiyan didn't mind particularly, especially since he was perfectly fine at Christmas, tolerating family and friends for a short time before ducking out, and Goku had to admit, it was kind of his fault for that, but disappearing without explanation or any attempt to be polite? That was just too…obstinate. Rude. Even boorish. He'd had time to get used to this place, so he ought at least be around for the beginning and tolerate it.

 

Sighing and grabbing a fresh pair of crisp, white boxers, Goku put them on so he could walk down to the kitchen, and get the second thing that drove him to wake up in the morning. As he took his first step on the road to breakfast, his realised there was something in his boxers, scratching irritatingly against his leg as he walked.

 

`What's this?' pondered Goku as he reached into his pants, pulling out a small post it note stuck inside the leg.

 

`Huh, wait this is from Vegeta?! Wow, maybe he did remember Valentine's.' Goku thought with surprise as he read the note, written in Vegeta's odd handwriting.

 

`He mustn't write too much, really.” contemplated Goku, as he gazed down at Vegeta's unusual handwriting, which had extended most of the letters unnecessarily, giving it an almost artistic air. “What with the training he does, I doubt he writes much. And I bet it's got a Saiyan influence for some sort.”

 

`Kakarot.

Since your twist on the last human “festival” was so…fun, it's payback.

I've a little game for you. Follow the notes and clues to the…final prize.' Goku smirked- could almost imagine the dirty looks on Vegeta's face when he wrote that bit.

`But first go wash up.'

 

Goku set the note down on the bedside table swiftly as he rushed into the bathroom.

 

`Hmm, Veggie wants to play a little game, huh?' brooded Goku. `Well, if he want to play like that, I will to.'

 

With a devilish smirk to rival his own mate's, Goku darted into the bathroom, straight to shower, taking his boxers off once again, before turning the faucets on and stepping into the shower. Hurriedly, Goku grabbed the matching citrus soap and shampoo, and finished washing himself quickly, nearly jumping out of the shower in anticipation, before towelling himself down hurriedly. Pulling on his white boxers, virtually falling over in his haste, he noticed another scrap of paper on the floor.

 

`What's this?' mused Goku, as he opened the note. `Must have fallen out of the towel when I unfolded it.'

 

Having opened the note, Goku sat on the toilet lid as he read it out;

 

`Kakarot.

As you can plainly see, it is a case of following these little sets of instructions to the end. You have today to find all the clues that will lead you to the prize. And so I leave with this for now to start;

 

“Shut out the sunlight to illuminate the bedroom.” '

 

`What on earth does that mean?' contemplated Goku as he read the cryptic clue. `How does he think I'll understand any of this…this…gibberish?'

 

Instantly, they tall Saiyan's burly hand shot behind his head scratching the eternally present itch there, as he look upon the clue with confusion.

 

`This…is going to be a very long Valentine's Day.'