Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come Together ❯ Part 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Hello, everyone! Thanks for volunteering to beta-read!

 

Hi, ~JuSt-An_OuTcAsT~! Sorry, missed to replay the last time. You think my fics are unpredictable? Hmm… No one told me that before. I am not so sure if one could call “To Hell Together” unpredictable… I mean, what's there unpredictable? Maybe only the reason why Vegeta attacked Goku in the first chapter is not the usual one would expect, but the following plot is nothing exciting new.

This fic (`CT') should be something new. Should, because now I don't read much, so have no much of idea what people are writing about. And even if there's some similar fics…oh, hell, can't help it, can I?

Probably you'll be disappointed after reading chapter 9. It didn't exactly follows the `evil' eight chapter. Oh well, there are many evil chapters to follow, so don't worry. In this fic I tried to mix everything, so there are pretty much jumping moods and twists. Hmm…the only thing what worries me - the unpredictability is going to end soon. What I'm going to do then to keep your interest?

 

Hi, Princess Katreena! It's not surprising that you don't like Ahrae. Many people don't like her ;) But I like her, and I know some people who like her too, so you'll have to put up with her presence in this story. Sorry, just can't help it ;)

 

Hi, harukatenohu! Glad you liked it.

 

Come Together by chayron lttomb@yahoo.com

 

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. I'm not making any money of this fic.

Warnings: Yaoi, male/male. Goku/Vegeta.

 

Part 10

 

Goku looked around. The shower was a bit different from that in their house, but nothing extraordinary. He turned on the water then glanced at Vegeta, who was removing the rest of his shredded clothes. He looked like hell. But the shower would be able to get rid of curled blood stuck to his body.

 

Vegeta felt Goku's silky tail wrap around his wrist, tugging him to the shower. He let himself be guided then leaned on his palms against the tiles, the hot, relaxing water flowing down his back. Goku opened a brownish cupboard, looking for a sponge and found one that seemed not to be used before. He poured wash gel on it, drew Vegeta farther from the water spray, began to scrub his shoulders, neck, back, buttocks, and wash his silky tail. Putting his head on Vegeta's shoulder, said that he loved him. Put his arm around the slim waist, pulled dripping Vegeta against his chest, repeated the words. Vegeta turned around, purring, to let him wash his chest then turned around, softly requesting to wash his hair. The prince almost moaned from the pleasure when felt Goku's hands massaging his scalp. Then the shampoo was rinsed away and the sponge was now in his hand.

 

Vegeta scrubbed broad shoulders before him, watching how the hot water took its path down them, trailing down muscular back to tight buttocks then ran down chiseled thighs, disappearing in a small leak. Vegeta wanted to tell Goku how much he was valued, how he was proud of him, how he loved him. How he was grateful for his self-abandonment, for his love. Pulling Goku down, sat with him between his legs on the shower-bottom, rinsed his hair, and realized that all the time he himself was purring. Taking a towel from cupboard, he wrapped Goku in it, and took other for himself.

 

Goku grabbed the multicolored towel before Vegeta could have hidden his body in it. Vegeta felt warm hands sliding down his sides and brushing away the rest of the droplets from his body. But as much as he liked it… He turned around.

 

“Kakarott, I'm too tired. I want to eat.”

 

“Me too. I simply want to touch, to hold you, nothing more…” Goku purred softly in his ear and felt Vegeta shudder. “Are you cold?”

 

“No,” Vegeta rolled his eyes, “Now let's go to eat, because I hardly can keep my weight…” Vegeta tried to get the towel back, but Goku wrapped the towel himself, tucking it at the end. Goku smiled at Vegeta.

 

They went back into the room. It seemed that Ahrae was fast asleep. They didn't put the lights on; instead, they used their ki, letting her sleep. It was a strange situation and they considered that there was no need to sharpen it.

 

Goku and Vegeta went to the one of the three free beds and settled on it with the food from the capsules.

 

“Tomorrow we'll catch some fresh meat,” Vegeta said, sniffling at a chunk of meat in his hand. He brushed wet hair strands from his black eyes then took a testing bite from his meat.

 

“Yes, it isn't very good,” agreed Goku, taking a bite from his meat and watching the prince before him. His hands were aching with desire to wipe Vegeta's hair dry. The prince's hair still was down and damp. That would have to wait. Goku felt how his appetite increased after the first bite. The food wasn't very good, but he was very hungry. He saw that Vegeta was eating with the same appetite as his and grinned contently at the prince.

 

Vegeta rolled his dark eyes at him. “Stop it. As much as I value our traditions and such, I don't like your constant concentration on my eating. It's annoying. I can take care of myself.”

 

Goku sighed. “I know. But I can't help it. I even didn't realize I was doing that… I'll try… But you'll have to accept the fact. Besides, sometimes you really need someone to beat your stubbornness out of you…back then on the ship…”

 

“I know.” Vegeta finished the meat and now was eating a bloater. He saw how Kakarott stopped eating surprised. “I was…I think I was highly depressed or something like that…”

 

“To say the least… You were trying to punish yourself for letting Trunks to be kidnapped…”

 

“Kakarott, stop it,” Vegeta growled at him. “I don't want to talk about this. You are spoiling my meal.”

 

“Sorry.” And Kakarott was really sorry. They ate in silence about several minutes. Then Kakarott stopped.

 

Goku stared at his meat, thinking something, and suddenly, Vegeta was pulled by his hair against the greasy, hot mouth and the prince loved it. Loved every inch, every moment of it. Because it was real, because it made him feel he was still alive. He still could feel the taste of chicken in Kakarott's mouth and he was sure that Kakarott was `enjoying' his bloater. Vegeta parted for air.

 

“Kakarott, we need to sleep.”

 

“I know,” Goku said, brushing Vegeta's damp hair with the towel. “But we still sleep together, right?”

 

“Yeah, just sleep,” Vegeta murmured, rubbed Kakarott's saliva off his lips, put the rest of the food away and wiped his greasy hands on one of the covers on the free bed, hoping Ahrae wouldn't notice. He smirked when saw Kakarott doing the same. They left the towels back in the bathroom, and put their underwear on.

 

Kakarott snuggled close to him after he lay down. He wrapped his tail around Kakorott's hip. Vegeta guessed it was either a try to comfort the other Saiyan or a sign of possessiveness, which he showed a lot during the last time, but was too tired to ponder on it.

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Goku couldn't sleep. His eyes were fixed on the figure before him. It was brightening outside and he was able to outline the flame-shaped hair and a pointy nose. He could feel calm, warm breathing on his face. Bloater. Goku smiled. He could feel the gingerly weight of the silky tail, securely wrapped around his hip.

 

And he was grateful to the fate that he still could feel and see him, was grateful that he was alive…that they both were alive.

 

He sniffed the body before him. Unique. Spicy, citrus, musky. He inhaled deeper. Only his. Goku was grateful that he was able to smell him.

 

He wanted to touch, to caress, to feel that he still was here. Wanted to say how he was valued, how he was loved. He wanted to hear the same. To hear that he would never be alone, never be lonely.

 

“Kakarott?”

 

“Yes..?” Goku was startled a bit. He was sure that Vegeta was sleeping.

 

“Why aren't you sleeping?”

 

“Umm…I can't…I was so scared…I thought I would never see you again…”

 

“We are safe and alive. Now sleep.” Vegeta soothingly brushed Goku's hip with his tail.

 

“Vegeta, I want to mate.”

 

Vegeta blinked. He tried to discern the face before him then raised his ki a bit. Saw black shimmering eyes staring down at him.

 

“We can die at any moment. I want to belong to you. And I want you to belong to me.”

 

“Kakarott, it isn't the time. While fighting for dominance we can draw unwelcome attention. Those creatures…”

 

“Ahrae can take care of them…”

 

“She will not agree. And she said she had seen different-ones. And there's snow all around here…”

 

“Vegeta, are you shuffling out?” Goku's voice was full of uncertainty and grievance.

 

Vegeta cursed himself mentally. He snuggled closer to Kakarott, wrapping his arm around the heavier waist. “No, I'm not shuffling out. I simply don't want any disturbances. Believe me, you don't want either…”

 

“There isn't any other way,” Goku shook his head. “I want to mate. Soon… Tomorrow…? Morning…?”

 

“I see you can be stubborn at times…” Vegeta sighed. “Now you even aren't bothered by the thought that the woman would be here. We can't get far away from her. We might meet some invisible creatures again…”

 

“She will watch?!”

 

“No! Of course, no!” Vegeta almost choked. “But we can't get too far.” He smiled. “And I highly doubt that any power in the universe would make her watch us. She wouldn't be able to stay calm while you would be writhing on the grass with such wicked and spoiled being like me…”

 

“Don't give me those images, unless you want to mate right away…” Goku softly laughed, sweeping his hand over Vegeta's soft hair-flame.

 

“Oh…I didn't know you like being watched…” Vegeta chuckled, leaning into Goku's hand.

 

“What? Oh…you pervert! Yuck! I said I didn't want her to watch us!” Goku smiled. Of course he knew Vegeta was teasing him. “So we mate tomorrow?”

 

Vegeta shook his head. “No, at least wait till the snow ends…” Vegeta really had not a slightest wish to bath in cold freezing snow. Especially when he was sure it would be him who would have to lay with his back to the ground… He felt sadness when he noticed that after his words Kakarott's face gloomed.

 

Kakarott was becoming more and more serious towards their relationships (not that he wasn't serious before), but more demanding, more dominant. And one part of him was totally afraid of this. Fucking afraid of this.

 

Kakarott still was neglecting himself, still was giving in and didn't ask questions. Sometimes Vegeta was seeing their relationships like a toy. A toy that was given to play only because it would be soon taken away. To soothe him. To soothe and calm his royal pride. To soothe his royal pride because no one of the Royal Family was a bearer.

 

The toy would be soon taken away, because Kakarott was stronger than him. After they mate instincts would be stronger. And it would be he, Prince of All Saiyans, who would carry the claim mark on his neck. Kakarott had some truth: he was afraid of mating. But he was eager too. Afraid? Eager? Afraid and eager…? Eager and afraid..? Maybe he wasn't ready? They were only over a month together and Kakarott was already eager to mate… But he himself didn't mind, too, did he…? They loved each other much longer than they were together.

 

He loved Kakarott. No doubt about that. Then why he was afraid? Top…bottom…what difference it made if you got pleasure of it? Who cared who fucked who as long as it was fun…? No, that made no difference. But then why every time when Kakarott was talking about mating one his part felt very flattered but the other shrank into a tiny ball? Was this because of his pride? But he thought he already surpassed it when he had his first time with Kakarott, when he'd accepted his love for the baka. Was it his pride protesting against the claim? Was it his royal blood manifesting against it? He wasn't sure. Maybe both. Maybe one. Maybe none. Maybe he was simply afraid of new and uncharted territory.

 

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Ahrae shook Goku by his shoulders. “Wake up! Enough sleeping!” She rubbed her forehead when Goku didn't show a slightest sign that he was waking up. “For fucks sake, do I need to hit you or something..?” she sighed, not noticing that her noises woke up another person.

 

“Do that and I'll cut your head off!” Vegeta growled, trying to entangle from Goku's arms and tail. Ahrae only snickered at him and left the prince to wake up Goku.

 

“Kakarott, move your ass!” Vegeta pulled at Goku's tail. Gently. No reaction.

 

“Aaaahh!” Goku suddenly screamed, jumping from the bed. “Why did you do that?!” He angry stared at Vegeta, soothing his poor, abused tail.

 

“This was the only way to wake you up…” Vegeta yawned. “We need to hunt something down.” He already was in his new set of clothes. He searched for his water capsule. The yesterdays kipper was making him thirsty.

 

“There,” Ahrae reached for new armor for Goku, “I have more of them. It will fit you too, it stretch.”

 

“Do you have some for Vegeta?” Goku asked, taking the armor and putting it on.

 

“For him, I don't have anything.”

 

“Please, give him, if you have…” Goku looked at her and sighed when he saw a clear refusal. “Or I'll give him mine…” He felt that was not very right to use the girl's concern about him against her, but he really wanted Vegeta to have the armor for safety. Those creatures might attack them again, or these which were seen by Ahrae.

 

“You really are impossible,” growled the girl. She opened her capsule and took the blue armor. “Take it,” she tossed it at Vegeta's feet.

 

Vegeta quietly twisted the cap of the water bottle back, put it away. “Fuck, you bitch! I don't need anything from you!” he hissed at her enraged.

 

“Vegeta, take it,” Goku picked the armor from under Vegeta's feet. He had to cover his ears at the sounds the girl began to make behind his back.

 

“I don't fucking need anything from that scum!” Vegeta grabbed the armor and tossed it back at Ahrae, hitting her into the chest. She caught it before it fell to the ground again then tossed on the nearest bed.

 

“Yeah, now he says he doesn't need anything! And where did you appeal for help?! Fire Clan! And…”

 

“Please, Ahrae, Vegeta, can you be silent for a moment,” Goku pleaded. His head already hurt from the screeching. “Please, Vegeta let's go hunting, we'll talk later about that armor…”

 

Vegeta shot a venomous glare at the girl then followed Goku outside the door.

 

“I hope you'll be eaten by those creatures!” Ahrae's voice sent Vegeta off. Vegeta snorted at that. Goku just shook his head and sighed.

 

TBC