Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come Together ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Come Together

by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com)

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ characters.

Warnings: Yaoi - Gk/Vg. My computer doeasnt work properly, so if you see some strange things like improper shrift or something else, please notify me. Thanks!

Have a nice reading!

Part 2

The first week was sheer hell for both of them. Goku felt Vegeta slipping away. The prince had locked himself in his cabin. Goku tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't open up. Goku hardly ever saw him and was beginning to feel afraid. Vegeta's eyes were hollow and red. He seemed to be very tired. Goku had suspicions that he had had more than one panic attack. He was glad that he had given Vegeta five bottles of the medicine before their journey. Yeah, he was glad. Until he had found all the bottles in a trashcan. Goku felt both angry and scared. What was Vegeta trying to do to himself?! Was it some sort of self-punishment that to let Trunks be kidnapped?

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"Vegeta, open up!" Goku stood at the prince's door.

"Kakarott, go away. I don't want to speak with you." Vegeta's voice seemed to be shallow, and Goku grit his teeth.

"Open or I'll break down the door!"

"Leave me alone."

Vegeta gasped at the sound of the crumbling door. Then there was Kakarott standing before him, reaching him those cursed bottles he had been given before.

"Vegeta, I see that you can't think straight, so it's now my responsibility to take care of you. And first you'll take the medicine."

"No."

Vegeta immediately regretted saying it because Goku simply pushed him back against the bed and straddled his hips.

"You'll take it. Otherwise I'll simply empty half of the bottle into your mouth. And as far as I remember the taste isn't very good…"

Vegeta watched him close. Felt guilt gathering. The other Saiyan was with him even now when he knew he'd probably die. And here he was making Kakarott angry and worried because of some stupid medicine.

"I'll drink it," he said to those two black pools. He saw surprise in them, then felt the grip on his body lessening and almost regretted when the warmth left him.

"I'll bring some water," Goku said, crawling off of Vegeta and going to the kitchen.

After several minutes, he was back with water. Vegeta dripped several drops of the medicine into the glass then emptied it in one gulp. He scrunched his nose at the unpleasant taste.

"It seems that our mating has been postponed…" Kakarott said, sitting on the bed next to him.

Vegeta stared at him, his eyes wide. Mating?! If this person hadn't been Kakarott, he would have thought he was being mocked. Mating?! Kakarott still considered mating after those panic attacks? But then…Kakarott didn't know anything about their customs. I could use that comment to my benefit… Vegeta almost growled at himself. No, I can't, and I won't! "Kakarott, we won't mate. I am not a good choice for a mate. My illness might be inheritable. And besides, you consider mating only because your instincts tell you to, and I am the only Saiyan around you."

Goku shook his head and sighed. He wanted to smack Vegeta a few times until he stopped this foolishness. "You think if there were other Saiyans I'd choose them?! Vegeta, you are raving! I love you. Not because you are the only Saiyan besides me left, but because of who you are," Goku waited for Vegeta to say something, but the prince remained silent. He continued. "And if you are afraid that I would make you bear children or do something else you don't like, that won't happen. Yes, I would like to have more children, but you don't necessarily have to have them. We both can get pregnant, can't we?"

Vegeta stared at him, openmouthed. He was once again reminded that Kakarott wasn't truly Saiyan. No Saiyan would even consider refusing his rights as dominant male. Vegeta felt angry and pleased at the same time. If Kakarott was ready to do that, he really did love him. "Kakarott, you don't know what you are talking about," Vegeta said, turning his back to Goku.

"Why? Vegeta, what are you afraid of? That illness might not be inheritable. You told me that your father and mother hadn't had it. Trunks seems to be fine. And if something did happen, Bulma would figure something out. So there is nothing to be afraid of…" Goku leaned toward Vegeta and folded his arms around the prince, pulling him into his lap. He felt Vegeta shivering and comfortingly wrapped his tail around him.

"No," Vegeta shook his head, "I am not afraid. You surprised me. And I simply cannot use you like that. It is your right…"

"Vegeta, if you are going to recite how you are not worthy of me or something like that, I'll hit you…" Goku mumbled, nuzzling Vegeta's neck. "And I just want to mate with you, not have children. At least, not right away…"

Vegeta sighed, relaxing. Kakarott really had no idea how mating worked… But now he was simply too tired to explain it. So, he just nodded and nestled down into Kakarott's lap. After several minutes of pleasant warmth, purring, and a calming heartbeat against his back, he fell asleep.

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Goku noticed that after Vegeta began to drink the medicine he got better. Finally, after a week of waiting, Vegeta began to answer his questions about Norayn and the Fire Clan. Goku learned that that Norayn had been sided with Frieza. Norayn was almost as powerful as Frieza. He had enough power and money to have an army of his own. He was usually who Frieza chose when he needed dirty work done and wanted to remain spotless. He simply paid Norayn to do this or that. Of course, Vegeta always hated the beings that were more powerful than him, and the prince used to mock and challenge Norayn when he would see him on Frieza's ships or bases. He never let Norayn slip by unnoticed - even though every time Norayn would beat him into a pulp.

Their last fight had turned into a free-for-all. Saiyans fought against Norayn and Mortins. Luckily, Frieza had stopped the fight before all the Saiyans were killed. Once it had been decided that Vegeta's wounds weren't as dangerous as it seemed and he would live, Frieza and Norayn just laughed at the incident and went for a drink.

But Vegeta didn't leave it alone. His pride had been damaged again, and half of his comrades were dead. Only two of them were left. When he learned that Norayn had a son, he found out where he was and wrung his young neck, without any witnesses. No one knew it was his doing. No one, except Norayn.

Vegeta had no idea how he had found out. Maybe Norayn could see it in his eyes or read his mind. That was not important. It was important that Norayn knew, but he couldn't do anything. He had no proof, and Frieza liked his `little monkey prince.' But then Vegeta's life turned dangerous. Hardly a day passed that there wasn't an attempt to kill him. And around that time Vegeta found out about Dragon Balls.

And the Fire Clan… They were sort of like fighters for justice. Frieza wanted to subdue them, but managed to only get a third of his army killed. He tried a new tactic. He hired Norayn.

After Norayn, only few Fire Clan members were left, and those who were left were mostly warriors. Somehow Norayn and his freaky, pale army were able to take down most of their mages with some specific spells. The clan was reduced to an eighth of its original size. And they ran.

They found shelter, and for five years the clan regained its strength and members. They struck back and managed to reduce Norayn's army by half. Then Norayn settled on a planet with high security, and Fire Clan wasn't able to reach him.

Then Vegeta showed up. He wanted to get information about Norayn's son. Oh, the clan was very willing to help. But after Vegeta found out where Norayn's son was, he decided to earn a little more credit in Frieza's eyes and try to see why it was taking so long to eliminate the clan.

Vegeta killed their princess before she even realized that she had been attacked. He didn't challenge her. Yes, he wanted to test her strength, but he was no fool. If they had started to fight, clan members would have soon surrounded them, and he wouldn't have any chance of escaping alive. So, instead he crept into the control room, killed the guard, shut down the security field around the planet, and snuck back to his spaceship. On his way he encountered a non-suspecting member and quickly killed him. A second member called for help, and it was only Vegeta's luck that he managed to kill the member before the others arrived. But those two had shown him why they were so hard to kill. The prince was barely alive when he crawled into his pod and set the computer to take him back to one of Frieza's bases.

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"Vegeta, you need to eat more," Goku commented when the prince got up from his chair and his plate was still full.

"Would you be able to eat after your son had been kidnapped?" Vegeta snorted at him. It was annoying that Kakarott had a subconscious concern about his health. "Oh, yeah. You wouldn't even notice, right? After all, you left him for seven years, didn't you?"

Any other time, Goku would have just beaten the shit out of Vegeta or anybody for such a comment. But he had already been waiting for something like that. Vegeta had been ticking for a week now and threatened to explode at any minute. He knew that Vegeta couldn't cope with uselessness. He was restless. He was a man of action, and the situation was pissing him off to no end.

Anger and despair gathered inside him, and Vegeta wasn't the kind of person who would keep it all bottled up. Goku realized that Vegeta felt like beating someone into a pulp. Since the cause of his frustration wasn't available, the prince was striking out at the closest target - Goku.

Goku was worried that Vegeta might lash out at some of the clan members when they landed. Of course, with all the energy and restlessness that Vegeta had, it might be used another way. But Goku wasn't sure he wanted to deal with a violent Saiyan during sex. What was more, he wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do in such a situation.

Vegeta waited for Goku to react to his words. When he didn't get a reaction, he growled and went back to his cabin, leaving Goku alone at the table.

Goku shook his head in irritation, finished his meal, put away Vegeta's food, and threw the disposable dishes away. He turned to leave, but there was Vegeta, standing in his way.

Goku sighed, brushed several hair strands from his forehead and turned back to the refrigerator. He had no wish to deal with Vegeta's further onslaught. Suddenly he felt strong arms encircling him.

"I'm sorry," the prince softly whispered, laying his heavy head on Goku's back.

Goku turned to face Vegeta. "Do you want to finish your dinner?"

Vegeta smirked at him. "It depends on what's on the menu…"

Goku blushed a bit and felt Vegeta's fervent lips on his own, his fingers in his spikes. He didn't care what the occasion was, he simply knew that he wanted Vegeta. He drew the prince closer and nuzzled Vegeta's neck.

Vegeta arched his head back, giving him complete access. The prince closed his eyes. He wallowed in the sensation of Goku's hot mouth tracing its path from his neck to his collarbone, from the collarbone to his mouth. He opened his lips in invitation.

They pulled away, panting for air. Their tails began to lead their own life. They twisted and curled, the fur puffing out, bristling, and shining. The cabin was quickly filling with scent of arousal.

Vegeta tugged at Goku's orange gi, trying to get it out of his way without tearing it into shreds. Goku began to purr at this eager impatience. He removed his clothes, tossed them aside, and started on the blue covering his prince. He blushed again when he saw Vegeta run his eyes over his face, chest, and much lower. The prince trailed his palm over Goku's now bare chest and pulled him down for a lingering kiss. Pulling away, Vegeta heard a small protest escaping Goku's lips.

"You are so impatient." Vegeta smirked, though he wasn't sure which of them was more impatient. He captured Goku's arm with his tail and guided him into his cabin, throwing the rest of his own clothing on the floor. He pushed Goku onto the bed, straddling the younger Saiyan like Goku had straddled him earlier. Goku clung to the prince, his arms enfolding Vegeta, pulling him tighter. He pressed his lips to the prince's already swollen ones. The prince positioned himself between Goku's legs, feeling the heat radiating from Goku's bare body. Vegeta breathed in the arousing scent around them, touched Goku's flushed cheek. So beautiful…

"My prince, you should finish what you have started…" Kakarott was grinning and waiting impatiently for his attention to return.

Vegeta smirked. The prince felt Goku's hands in his hair, at first massaging his scalp, then stroking his back, then settling down on his buttocks. Vegeta felt Goku shiver with delight when his tongue began its teasing wandering over Goku's upper body. He circled his tongue around first one nipple, then even more slowly around the other, never touching them, watching as they became hardened. Goku moaned and tried to bring Vegeta's head to where he was truly aching. Vegeta smiled and began his playful torture. His tongue drew a slick trail from Goku's chest to his navel then stopped, not going lower.

Goku panted heavily. He found it hard to stop his hips from moving. Vegeta's caresses drove him crazy. Vegeta retraced his path back to his nipples. The younger Saiyan groaned and arched his back when the prince's hot wet mouth enveloped a hardened nub, sucked and pulled, then repeated the process on the second nipple, continually rubbing their groins together.

"Vegeeetahh…" moaned Kakarott. "Stoooop…teeeasiiing…meee…"

Vegeta satisfied Goku's request and brought his hand to massage Goku's aching and leaking member, stroking it tightly. Goku's head fell back as he inhaled sharply. The Saiyan began to writhe, thrusting into Vegeta's hand. Vegeta's teeth still grazed his nipples.

Vegeta traced Goku's parted lips with his fingers. The younger Saiyan opened his dark, clouded eyes and took Vegeta's fingers into his mouth, sucking and soaking them wetly with his saliva, never breaking eye contact. Vegeta's need was no less obvious. Goku almost smirked at the sight of Vegeta gasping at his tongue darting around his fingers.

Vegeta withdrew his fingers from Goku's mouth, nudged his lover's knees wider, and pushed one wet digit inside. Goku's back arched as Vegeta hit his pleasure spot. Vegeta found a rhythm Goku was most comfortable and added a second finger. Goku's breathing and thrusts increased.

Vegeta purred at the sight before him. Goku's face was deeply flushed. His eyes were lidded, and he panted heavily, his sweaty chest raising and falling quickly. Vegeta couldn't take it anymore. He withdrew his fingers from the younger Saiyan and positioned himself at Goku's entrance.

Goku let out a contented sigh as he was filled. His hands fell to Vegeta's shoulders, grasping them tighter. He tried to make Vegeta pick up the previous rhythm.

Vegeta pulled back and pushed forward hard, increasing his pace. Soon, Goku was writhing and singing his pleasure. Vegeta couldn't hold off any longer. His head was spinning. The room soon was filled with incoherent moans and cries.

"Ahh…ughnmhh…more…aghhh…mo…reR 30;ghnn…more…" Vegeta's thrusts increased. He vaguely felt Goku tighten around him before he exploded.

"Mmm…yes...ahh…yes...yes…yes…magh!" Goku cried, spilling himself between their stomachs.

Goku gazed at Vegeta when he was finally able to catch his breath. "Your apology is accepted," he purred, smiling.

TBC