Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come Together ❯ Part 7 ( Chapter 7 )

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Hi, LadyKATT! Oh, but we know that Vegeta always is like that. He doesn't like to be suppressed and to be needed to take care of but when he feels a bit left out or when it gets to jealousy… Strange things can happen ;)

 

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Come Together by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com)

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ characters.

Warnings: Yaoi - Gk/Vg

 

Part 7

 

Goku twirled the skewers in his hands again then turned to look at Vegeta. “We don't need to start any fights with them. At least wait until after we find Trunks. We'll see what happens then…”

 

Goku watched as Vegeta slowly sat down opposite him. The prince silently took another skewer with meat from the ground and held it over the fire. Goku handed him one with already cooked meat on it. Vegeta took it, not even looking at him, and began to eat. Goku shook his head in irritation. Vegeta was being childish again. The prince most likely was punishing him for some non-existent sin. But this time he was not going to succumb to his will. Two could play this game…

 

Vegeta was thoroughly annoyed. Kakarott wasn't paying any attention to him. The baka simply finished his meal and left him alone by the fire with half of the meat. Vegeta felt his tail lashing behind him. Kakarott was ignoring him! The prince growled angrily. He was ignoring him so that he, Vegeta, would be annoyed! Okay, he was annoyed… Vegeta snorted at himself. How had Kakarott managed to throw him off balance so quickly?!

 

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Vegeta entered the dark capsule-house. He saw that Kakarott was already lying on his back on one of the two beds. He moved closer to the other Saiyan. No reaction. Either Kakarott was sleeping or he was still ignoring him. He carefully sat down on the bed Kakarott was lying on. Kakarott opened his eyes and looked at him sternly. So, he wasn't sleeping…

 

Vegeta tugged at Goku's tail, which was hanging loosely from the bed. “You should be more careful with your tail.”

 

Goku smiled at him. This was the prince's way of saying that he was sorry. Goku instantly forgot Vegeta's earlier behavior. He saw that Vegeta was relieved. Goku lay his head on Vegeta's lap and began to purr after he felt the prince's hands massaging his scalp.

 

“Someone promised to repay me for the last time…” Vegeta purred teasingly, playing with the tip of Goku's tail with his other hand.

 

“Uhhh…” Goku's blush could even be seen in the darkness. “Not now, they can hear us…”

 

“For Gods sake, Kakarott! I want to fuck!”

 

“That's a great way to start trying to convince me!” Goku growled at Vegeta. He freed his tail from Vegeta's fingers and returned to his earlier position on the bed.

 

“I am not supposed to be trying to convince you!” Vegeta snarled back at him. “You seem to like that bitch more than me!”

 

Goku was confused for some time. “Don't tell me you're jealous of that woman!?” Goku looked at the prince then raised his ki a bit to illuminate Vegeta's face. “Oh… You are…” Then realization struck. “Oh, Gods, Vegeta. What did you tell her back at the fire?”

 

“The truth! That I'll kill her if she touches you!” Vegeta hissed.

 

“For Gods sake, Vegeta, she was only joking!” Goku exclaimed. He didn't know if he should argue with Vegeta or simply laugh at his jealousy. Somehow, his ego was flattered by Vegeta's outburst. He watched his prince's face redden in embarrassed anger then quickly pulled Vegeta on top of himself.

 

“If I had known it would make you so jealous and hot, I would have already started flirting with the women back on Earth…” He laughed softly at Vegeta, nuzzling the prince's neck. Vegeta groaned in pleasure, beginning to forget his frustration.

 

“Don't you dare!” he growled at Kakarott, quickly straddling his hips. He was answered only by a soft maddening laugh. He silenced the teasing mouth with a fervent kiss. He possessively ran his hands over Kakarott's sides. He released Kakarott's lips, lowered his head to his shoulder crook and inhaled the devouring smell of his lover. Mine! He felt Kakarott nibbling wetly on his earlobe making a soft moan escape his own lips. His tail bristled.

 

Goku tugged at Vegeta's armor, the hunger in his prince's eyes inspiring him even more. He had never seen such possessiveness in those two black pools… Vegeta's citrus-musk smell poured from him in waves indicating how strongly aroused he was. Vegeta was already panting heavily, the prince's hips grinding into him almost incoherently. “Vegeta, if you want to `fuck', you have to undress yourself first…” he teased the other Saiyan, trying to help him out of his armor.

 

Vegeta smirked at Kakarott and tossed his armor over his head, freeing himself of the rest of his clothes as well. He straddled the hot naked flesh under him, purring at the feeling of Kakarott's hands roaming over his body. He leaned down to the other Saiyan to lock their lips together. Hell, he almost didn't have any self-control now! What would happen when he was in heat again?! He moaned into Kakarott's throat at the slight squeeze on his buttocks, impatiently grinding his arousal into Kakarott's hip.

 

Goku pulled away, drawing Vegeta's hand from his black spikes to his mouth, and began to suck on the prince's fingers, applying first firm then gentle pressure. He purred at the lust pouring from Vegeta's eyes. Goku released his now wet fingers and opened his knees, trapping Vegeta between his thighs. He felt a slick finger entering him. “Aren't we impatient toady…” he purred at the prince, pushing back against the pleasurable finger.

 

Vegeta added a second digit. Goku bit his lip in order to keep himself from moaning when those fingers hit just the right spot again and again. His eyes closed. He began to squirm and writhe beneath the prince, inhaling shakily when the fingers left him.

 

But Vegeta didn't give him much of a chance to rest. He felt Vegeta's cock pressing into his entrance. Vegeta filled him deeply and began to thrust at a needy pace. He bit into his lip deeply as Vegeta again found just the right spot. Vegeta began to pump his member with one hand. Goku was meeting Vegeta's thrusts silently, his mind threatening to burst from the unspoken pleasure.

 

“I…want to…hear you…” Vegeta groaned between each thrust then leaned to free Goku's lips.

 

“Fuck…oh…ugn…do you waaant… ohhh… them… aah… to think… ghh… that we… oh Gods!… are being… oh, fuck!… attacked?!” Goku panted, meeting Vegeta's thrusts.

 

“Fuck them…ughnh…I'll kill… shiiit… them if… …they daaare… aaahh… inter…vene!” Vegeta licked his dried lips and increased his pace, hoping to drive another Saiyan crazy.

 

“Yeah…ugn…you sound… fuck! …very… hrrr… threatening… …especially in this… ahh… situation…”

 

“Shut… …up and… grm… concentrate!”

 

“On whaaat? It seeeeems that you aaaare the one woooooorking!! Ah!!… here…”

 

Vegeta laid his head in Goku's shoulder crook, continuing to thrust madly. He could feel he was close. He panted and moaned into the hot damp skin against his face. He grinned at the feel of Goku's sharp nails digging into his back and shoulders.

 

They hadn't been able to control their kis for a while now. Vegeta was sure he would kill anyone who would dare to enter the house. Nevertheless, he knew Fire Clan could perfectly hear their current occupation. He and Kakarott were impossibly loud. Actually Kakarott always was, at least as far as he knew… He himself, pushed by stupid jealousy… Why in hell should he be silent?!

 

“Ahhhghh!” Vegeta threw his head back, roaring his final pleasure to the whole planet. He pushed himself as deep as he could go. Mine! Mine! Mine!

 

“Uffgh!” Goku muffled his cries in Vegeta's chest.

 

The Saiyans' breaths slowly began to return to normal, their minds clouding with tiredness.

 

“Now that you've finally had your `fuck', we should get some sleep,” Goku said, lazily kissing Vegeta's forehead. He wrapped the prince in his arms and turned them onto their sides, smiling in contentment.

 

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The planet they had landed on was different than what Vegeta was used to. The planet rotation took 48 hours, an average day lasting 20 - 25 hours. The planet had a large sun but no moons. Without the aid of a moon, nights were supremely dark.

 

Vegeta woke up with a start and checked his watch. He realized that they had slept eight hours. He glanced outside and saw only darkness. Earlier, they had gone to bed at their normal time, what was called dusk on Earth. His sleep fuzzy mind remembered that they were on a planet with no moons and a longer rotation period and groaned. It was still dark out, but they had to keep moving. They had already wasted enough time.

 

“Shit, Kakarott, wake up!” he shook the other Saiyan, at the same time raising his ki in order to spot his clothes on the floor. “It's morning already! We've overslept!”

 

“Morning…?” Kakarott rolled over under the covers and snuggled into his pillow, trying to coax sleep back to him. “Somehow I don't think so…”

 

“Wake up, you baka! We need to catch some food!” Vegeta finished dressing himself. Before continuing their flight, they needed to eat.

 

“Food?! Where?!” Goku raised his head, expecting a food tray on the bed.

 

Vegeta growled, grabbed Goku by his ankle, and dragged him out of the bed. Goku landed on the floor with a loud thud. “Get dressed. I'll go check on the bitches.” Goku winced at the statement but began to look for his clothes.

 

Outside the house, Vegeta noticed that the fire had been started again and the Fire Clan was sitting around it chatting. They were eating some fruits. Their capsule-house was capsulated already, and it seemed they were only waiting for them to wake up. Vegeta cursed.

 

“Wake us up next time!” he demanded of Ahrae in Earthian.

 

“Okay,” the girl nodded, finishing her apple, or whatever it was. “We only need to sleep about 6 or 7 hours. Here, we can cut that in half. Less sleep makes us less aware. Is it the same for you?”

 

“Yes,” Vegeta answered, noticing that Goku was finally outside. “We need to hunt. We must eat before we leave.”

 

The girl nodded. “Quickly. I'll prepare everything for your meal and our departure.”

 

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“Your hunting skills have improved,” Ahrae remarked, after Goku and Vegeta came back in less than five minutes. She sat near the orange dressed Saiyan.

 

“I think they were a bit sleepy,” Goku said, disemboweling his `boar'. This time he and Vegeta cut creatures' throats to assure they were really dead. “What did you eat?”

 

“Fruits. Unlike you, we do not eat meat,” Ahrae explained, unwrapping the bandages from her hand and flexing it contently.

 

“Oh…” Goku blinked in surprise at his catch. Brow furrowed, he looked back up at Ahrae. “But you ate it at the castle…”

 

Ahrae paused in confusion then realized he was talking about when she tasted the food they had ordered. She laughed. “Your Prince was so insisting… Actually, we can have small amounts of it, but a large amount would make us sick.”

 

“You're a lot like the Nameks. They don't eat at all. They only drink water.”

 

Ahrae nodded. She had her mother's memories of the race. It was a good race. “Are you befriended of some Namekians?”

 

“Yeah, almost the whole planet,” Goku laughed softly. “I saved their planet once.”

 

“Oh…” Ahrae stared at him. “You have made a pact with them?” That isn't good…

 

“No… At least I don't think so…” Goku looked around, looking for the spits from before. He raised his ki a bit to illuminate the darkness a bit. Then something clicked in his brain. His eyes grew wide. “Your hand! The cuts are gone!”

 

“What..?” Ahrae looked at her hand once more and furrowed her brows. “What's wrong with that?!”

 

“Nothing,” Goku laughed, scratching behind his head. “I guess you heal fast…” Goku stared at her fingers.

 

“Oh… I suppose…” she shrugged her shoulders, helping him skewer the spicy meat onto the spits then held one of them over the fire. “It would cook faster if you used your ki…”

 

“It would, but it tastes bad afterwards.” Goku said, experience weighing heavily in his voice.

 

“Hmm… I didn't know. Of course we don't cook anything… except for our guests… But as far as I know, our cooks use ovens…” Ahrae turned her spit over and looked around for the prince.

 

Vegeta sat opposite the fire from her. He was methodologically skewering meat onto a spit. He hadn't said a word in all this time. She glanced over to her mages. They sat further away from the fire. After the prince's outburst yesterday, they didn't want any trouble and kept themselves as far away from Goku as possible. She realized that the only reason the possessive prince let her interact with Goku was because of her immaturity.

 

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They had been flying for five hours and still the scenery was the same - blackness. Night and blackness. And that wasn't good, because Goku and Vegeta were like two big torches in the sky. Thankfully, the planes weren't very loud, which was the only good thing going for them.

 

At daybreak, they landed somewhere near a river and started a fire. Goku and Vegeta caught some type of fish from a nearby river and the Fire Clan ate more fruits. After the small meal, they broke camp and the flight proceeded. Later in the long day, they landed again to eat and get some sleep once fatigue set in.

 

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“Vegeta, how much further do we have to go?” Goku asked, nestling into Vegeta's bed and pressing himself against the prince's warm body, wrapping his arms around him.

 

“Five, six days…” Vegeta sighed, pressing back into him. He was almost asleep already.

 

“Vegeta, I know something is wrong. Why won't you tell me? What is it?” Goku softly asked, stroking his prince's hair. He felt Vegeta tense in his arms.

 

“Of course something's wrong,” Vegeta snarled at him, “Trunks is still gone!”

 

“You know what I mean…” Goku's tail thrashed under the sheets.

 

“It's only your imagination. You're too tense. Go to sleep.” Vegeta pulled away from Goku, turning over onto his stomach. He laid his head on his pillow and blankly stared at the wall. He listened as Kakarott sighed softly and turned over to face the other wall.

 

 TBC