Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Black Hearts ❯ Betrayal ( Chapter 10 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Vegeta appeared in a clearing with grass and trees, along with Bulma, Gohan and all the other Nameks. He saw that Piccolo was waiting for them. He got over his utter shock at being betrayed by the one person he thought he could trust, and felt a consuming rage fill him. Piccolo sensed it, and knew that it was far more dangerous than a normal rage. This one was fuelled by hurt, not hate. Piccolo quickly walked over to Gohan, whose eyes lit up upon seeing his mentor. Gohan threw himself into Piccolo, who smiled and hugged back. He regained his composure and pushed Gohan away gently.

'Gohan, be careful. Vegeta is angry at being denied a second chance to battle Freeza. He is even more dangerous than normal,' cautioned Piccolo. Gohan nodded in understanding.

Meanwhile, Vegeta was having a hard time not blasting everything. He honestly didn't know why he didn't. His fists were so tightly clenched his knuckles were white, which clashed with the crimson that was dripping from where his fingers dug into his palms. His jaw was so tightly clenched that he thought he might dislocate it. He was causing the grass to stand on end, causing the trees to point upwards as his energy was barely restrained. Several minutes later a green hand touched his should and Vegeta, out of reflex, turned around a punched the one who touched him in the stomach, plowing right through and coming out the other side. He retracted his arm and huffed.

'Watch what you do, Namek. You're treading on thin ice by coming near me. To be honest, I don't know why I haven't begun to purge this planet already,' said Vegeta calmly. Too calmly, Piccolo knew. He wheezed and regenerated himself with effort.

'I should have seen that coming,' muttered Piccolo to himself. 'I want you to know, Vegeta, that Pan is alive. Freeza has been defeated. Kami wished me to inform you.'

Vegeta looked up at the sky and smirked mirthlessly. 'Good,' he began in a hollow voice. 'Because I'm going up there so that I can get revenge on her. When I'm through with her, she'll be begging me for mercy. With blood transfusions, I could keep her alive for a very long time. She always had a taste for flaying skin. Perhaps I'll flay all her skin off, and make her wear it, almost as an erotic afterthought, as she literally digs her own grave.' Piccolo shuddered at the thought, knowing that Vegeta was absolutely serious, and seriously considering it as a course of action.

'Well, making her beg will be harder than you think. Gohan says that she burst into flames due to overuse of Kaio Ken. She really wanted to kill Freeza, and she did. Do you really think that you could take her? She's stronger than a Super Saiya-jin, Vegeta,' said Piccolo. Vegeta glared at him coldly.

'Then I will have to train.' Vegeta looked behind Piccolo and saw a blue haired woman approach.

'Excuse me? You're Vegeta, right?' Vegeta nodded. 'I'm Bulma Briefs, and I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. I was wondering if you want to come live with me. I can give you food, shelter, and a gravity room to train in for as long as you say on Earth and not slaughter the inhabitants,' said Bulma evenly. Vegeta didn't care about the shelter and food, but he was interested in the gravity room.

'No. I'm going into space to find Kakarott and Pan,' he said hotly.

'Well then, I can give you a ship, a gravity room and supplies,' she offered. Vegeta nodded instantly.

'I want to leave the day after tomorrow. Can it be done?' he asked.

'Yes. My home is just over that way,' she said, pointing west. Before she could protest, she was in the air, slung over the shoulder of the Prince of all Saiya-jins.

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Vegeta was training furiously in the front yard of Capsule Corporation. He was leaving for space tomorrow. He was just waiting for the supplies to be uploaded. It was a lengthy process, encapsulating enough food for a Saiya-jin for months. He had only one thing on his mind: Pan. He was contemplating the things he could do to her when he found her. She angered him to no end. For betraying him, for hurting him, for doubting his ability to survive, and for making him feel so confused. Unknown emotions plagued him, all leading back to Pan. He tried to think back to when it all started, and had realised that the only time he never truly cared about what happened to her was the first day he met her. He thought of the times he tried to kill her. The time when he tried to break her neck on the very planet he was on. He realised that he expected her to be able to get out of it, and she had. He just wished that she expected him to survive against Freeza. Sure, he had died, but so had she, according to Gohan.

He put aside his thoughts of Pan for the time being. He saw Bulma approach him somewhat cautiously and stopped training.

'Vegeta? Can you come inside? I want to talk to you about Pan.' Vegeta's eyes briefly flashed cold murder at the mention of her name. Vegeta decided to humor her, and he followed her to the lab. Once inside he demanded her to spill the beans.

'Did you know that Pan is not a pure blood?' Vegeta's look became shocked. He couldn't even begin to describe what he felt. He was already finding it impossible to deal with the betrayal, but now having this dumped on him was too much to take.

'Just very. It was difficult to find, as her Saiya-jin blood is so strong it masks her impurity.' Bulma was silent for a while. 'She's from this planet, Vegeta. And I think she's a descendant of Goku.' Vegeta fixed his eyes on hers. He might have laughed if he weren't so angry with Pan, but he said nothing. 'I know that she's older than Goku, but all evidence suggests that he's her grandfather.' Vegeta looked at her scrutinisingly.

'And what evidence might that be?' he asked coolly.

'A blood sample I got from her,' said Bulma.

'I find it hard to believe that you got a blood sample and lived, woman, so don't play with me!' yelled Vegeta angrily. Bulma held her hands up in defence.

'No, really! She cut herself on a jagged shard of metal when she punched the wall next to me.'

Vegeta suddenly understood. 'You're that woman Pan mentioned killing. You have balls to invite me into your home after you came face to face with her,' said Vegeta seriously. 'Your also very lucky.' Bulma blushed slightly,

'Well, anyway,' she continued, picking up where she left off. 'I'm trying to figure out what this means. I don't even know if Pan knows anything about it.'

Vegeta's eyes flashed murder once again. 'She must have.'

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It was nighttime in Capsule Corporation. Everyone, including Vegeta was asleep. Vegeta was tossing and turning restlessly in his bed. He wasn't having his usual nightmares, but a different type. He was dreaming about Pan. About kissing her. About making her his. Dreaming about mating to her, about gently making love to her. The word love flashed through his head, and he shot up in bed, drenched in hot sweat and incredibly aroused.

'No,' he whispered to himself in denial. 'No,' he said, a bit louder. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and got up, stark naked. The dream enraged him far more than any dreams had before. 'No!' He shouted in medium voice. 'I do not have any feelings for my greatest enemy!' He reached for the door knob and staggered into the hallway, banging into the wall on the opposite side. Bulma's door opened and she stepped out, clad only in bra and panties, to see what the noise that caused her to wake was. She blushed furiously when she saw that Vegeta was not only naked, but highly aroused.

'Vegeta?' she asked, concerned. 'Are you ok?' Vegeta looked up at her, not really hearing what it was she had said.

'I am not so weak,' he began, talking to himself, rather than to the beauty in front of him. 'I do not feel love!'

'V-Vegeta?' asked Bulma confusedly, not sure what he meant. Vegeta looked at Bulma, and saw her for what she was on the outside. He boldly stalked over to her, causing her to back into her room in fear. He closed the door behind him and grabbed Bulma by the shoulders. He pulled her into a crushing kiss. When her pulled away, her eyes were wide with shock.

'I will prove that I do not have feelings for anyone!' he shouted, before throwing Bulma forcefully to her custom made, deity sized bed. She squeaked and tried to roll away, but he leapt on top of her. He was blinded with rage, at himself, and at Pan, the woman who he had admitted feelings to in his dreams. He savagely ripped off what little she was wearing, leaving her totally naked. He grabbed her breasts in his hands and roughly squeezed, while at the same time licking her face and neck, causing her to moan, despite of herself.

He trailed kisses down her neck, tonguing her jugular, occasionally biting softly (for him), leaving bruises in his wake. He trailed his tongue down her neck, to her collar bone, then to the valley between her breasts. He kissed her breast, taking her now hard nipple into his mouth, biting it while groping her other one. He moved his free hand down to below her waist, to her gates of pearl, and delved deep inside her slick passage. Bulma moaned as she felt Vegeta's fingers inside of her. She was aroused by the Saiya-jin price to no end. She decided that she wanted it, even though it had begun with him forcing himself on her. She stopped resisting, and let Vegeta have his way with her.

Vegeta withdrew his fingers, and replaced them with his Saiya-jinhood. He plunged into her, bruising her cervix. She cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Vegeta began to thrust powerfully (by human standards) into her. He continued for a few minutes, until her felt Bulma's vaginal muscles clench around his phallus in rapture. She cried out in orgasmic pleasure, as wave after wave overcame her. She collapsed on her bed, dazed. She vaguely heard Vegeta grunt as he spilled into her. His thrusts slowed, then stopped. He pulled out. He was emotionally unsatisfied. The woman, who he realised he couldn't even remember the name of, was adequate for his physical needs, but he didn't feel any better about Pan. He only felt worse, as if he had somehow betrayed her. He roared and punched the wall at the head of the bed, causing it to crumble. He had never felt so frustrated in all his life. With Freeza, he at least knew what he was frustrated about; Being too weak, but with Pan he had no idea why he felt this way.

He saw that the woman was already fast asleep. He decided he felt rested enough, so he left for his room, dressed, and launched the space pod, leaving the planet behind.

He never even considered that he may have just conceived a child.

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Pan and Goku peered out of the windows of the craft they were in, watching as planet Namek exploded. The shock wave carried them far, far away from the planet itself. Pan slipped away from the window and looked at Goku, who was over at the next circular window. He seemed to sense her gaze and turned his head to meet hers. He was panting, still worked up from fighting with Freeza. He smirked at Pan. 'That was fun. I must admit, I was worried when he killed me, but when I came back I knew he was done for,' he said in a slightly more evil tone than he would normally use, his behaviour affected by the Super Saiya-jin form.

Pan, who was also worked up agreed. 'When I first met you on Earth, you seemed even softer than the inhabitants, but you showed your true side back there, and for that you have my respect. It is a great honor to fight alongside a Super Saiya-jin,' remarked Pan. She suddenly felt very hot when she noticed that Goku's gi had been torn off, leaving his chest bare. She walked up to him slowly. 'Say, Kakarott. After that fight, I feel great. I haven't had a challenge like that ever before, but I always find that after a hard battle, I have another need that likes to be satisfied.' She traced her long, slender fingers across Goku's chest. 'Care to celebrate with me?' she purred seductively. Goku growled, as he became painfully aroused. Without words, he backhanded her across the face, and slammed her into a wall before she had the chance to recover. He crushed his body to hers and whispered in her ear.

'I have a mate. A human mate. I have a son, and you expect me to fuck you?' He pulled back and stared at her.

'Do you care? You want me. It's natural for Saiya-jins to be aroused after battle,' purred Pan back. Goku grinned evilly.

'Not one bit.' He threw her to the floor, denting it and leapt on top of her. Within minutes, he was violently thrusting into her, bruising her inside. She was raking her nails across Goku's back, causing blood to well up and trickle down to the floor. He grunted and came, at the same time she did. They both let out animalistic growls and snarls, before collapsing in a mass of sticky flesh and falling asleep, the battle having worn them out so.

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Hours later, Goku woke up and found himself alone on the floor, naked. He tried to recall how he got there, and gasped in horror when he remembered. His hands shot to his face, as he began to panic.

'Oh god oh god oh god....Chi-chi! What Have I done? Please no...I didn't mean it....I-I don't know why I was thinking like that. I didn't care. I didn't care at all.' He continued to ramble incoherently for some time before recomposing himself. He looked around and saw a rack of Saiya-jin armour. He put on the body suit, not having any other clothes. He shakily went to where Pan was. She was at the bridge, entering co-ordinates for planet Yardarat, the nearest inhabited planet.

Upon feeling him enter, Pan turned around at looked at Goku. 'Ah. Kakarott. Have a good night's sleep?' she asked in a tone far happier than she could ever recall using. Goku looked at her, the hurt and utter confusion evident in his eyes. Pan instantly sobered. 'You regret last night?' she said, more a statement than a question.

'I-I-I have a wife and a kid. I betrayed Chi-chi and I yelled at Gohan in hatred. What if they never forgive me?' Pan reeled in shock, not that he regretted it, but that a memory had suddenly resurfaced.

'What did you say your son's name was?' she said in a deadly whisper. Goku looked at her in confusion.

'My son's name? Why is that important?' He asked. Pan sent him a death glare. 'It's um...Gohan. Why?' Pan backed away from him. She recalled that her father's name had been Gohan. The puzzle had finally come together. She remembered her father putting her in the time machine.

'Oh my god,' she whispered to herself in disgust. She also heard Goku say the same thing at the same time. They both spoke at the exact same time, and both in shock.
'You're my Grandfather' - 'You're pregnant'
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