Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come Together ❯ Part 15 ( Chapter 15 )

Come Together by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com) (Parts 1 - 9 are beta-read by Sabi-san; Parts 10 - 11 are beta-read by S. P.; Parts 12 - 15 are beta-read by Amazing Jess S)

 

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

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

 

Part 15

 

Vegeta was at Goku's side, trying to kill the big green beast. And he realized it wasn't as simple as it seemed. The skin of the beast was thick and prickly. Without weapons they couldn't do much. Because of their speed the beast didn't manage to hit them but they didn't manage to do anything either.

 

Vegeta finally grabbed the steel mace from the injured guy and with one hit sent the beast flying through the air then ran to it.

 

Goku tried to kick the beast, but pulled away after realizing that with those sharp spikes he might injure his foot or leg. He simply waited for Vegeta to come closer and finish it. He made a mistake being not careful.

 

Vegeta's eyes widened in shock when he saw the green beast had his spiked tail drive into Goku's unprotected side. “Shit!” He surged forward to help but stopped as a blue blast outran him. After a second the creature didn't exist anymore. After the blast hit it, the beast simply dissolved into dust.

 

Goku raised his head to Ahrae who still was standing on the same place as before. Her hand was raised.

 

“You okay?” she asked, worry clear in her voice. She didn't want to interfere but after the beast injured Goku she simply wasn't able to restrain herself. Ahrae lowered her arm and began approaching Goku.

 

“Y-you…blasted it…” Goku stared at her, clutching his slightly bleeding side. He slowly stood up.

 

“Of course she blasted it, the blast wasn't made of power, it was that stupid magic again,” Vegeta was already at Goku's side, inspecting the wound. After he found out that it was only a scratch he heaved a sigh of relief and turned to the injured man. He noticed that the man was staring at Ahrae with surprise…and…something more but Vegeta wasn't able to read that.

 

“Next time be more careful,” Ahrae shook her head, coming closer. She watched the man, who was looking at his dead companions. “You okay there?” she asked him in the most popular language on that planet.

 

“Yes,” the man answered. “I think I am.”

 

Ahrae nodded, and after the man again turned to one of his companion, she went farther from the place, unfastened her sword and put it in the capsule. After she turned around she noticed that Vegeta nodded, approving her move - they didn't need to be identified.

 

“What are you doing here, in the middle of swamp?” Vegeta asked the man, watching as that ransacked through the pockets and sacks of his dead fellows'. The man looked about thirty-five years old and resembled a human, only he had yellow eyes and blue lips. He had a fair complexion, and was very tall and bulky. His hair was light, long and straight, reaching to his chest. In some way you could say he was handsome. The man wore a dark blue robe which was almost to his heels and which was tied with a crimson sash on the waist. It occurred to Vegeta that it wasn't very comfortable clothes to wade over the mud. But he could see black boots poking from under the strong cloth.

 

“The same as you - we were traveling,” the man answered, standing up and turning to Vegeta.

 

Vegeta bared his teeth at him. He didn't like that the man wasn't showing any fear. The man blinked, surprised at Vegeta's face. He looked the prince up and down, finally his eyes settled on the furry brown appendage, resting on Vegeta's waist.

 

“A Saiyan!” the man exclaimed. “I thought there were none left…” He quickly glanced at Goku and realized that he was a Saiyan too. He turned to Ahrae. The girl shook her head and pointed at her blue eyes.

 

“You were wrong,” Vegeta stated the obvious. “Where were you traveling?”

 

“We were going to the tavern near here then we wanted to go to Masar city, we have some trading business there,” the man explained to Vegeta. Ahrae translated to Goku. Goku's stomach growled, Ahrae nodded her head and sighed yearningly, Vegeta felt saliva in his mouth gathering. Hot meal and beer, I want beer!

 

“Can you lead us there?” Vegeta asked. Masar city was their next destination and if that tavern was on their way, they could pay a visit…

 

“Of course I can, it would be only puny payment. You saved my life after all,” the man gave a warm smile to Vegeta. “I'm in debt now.”

 

“Hn. Thank that girl over there,” Vegeta pointed at Ahrae.

 

The man turned his head to the girl. “Thank you. You are a great mage; it's odd that I have never seen you before…” The man's thick brows rose in question.

 

“I live in Ashore village; this is my first time outside it,” Ahrae gave him an innocent smile, fidgeting with her black braid. “And actually I'm not good at magic - that was only accidental blast…”

 

The man didn't seem to be very convinced. He smiled at her. “You are very modest…I see that you are very young, and your power already exceeds mine…”

 

Vegeta crossed his arms discontent - the man was too pushy for his own sake… He decided to finish that. “What is your name?”

 

“Oh, I do apologize. I'm Ragas,” the man put his arm to his chest. “And…”

 

“Ragas, you'll lead us to that tavern you had been talking about. Let's go!” Vegeta motioned the man to go forward.

 

“But…” the man stammered.

 

“What!” Vegeta's patient was running out.

 

“First I need to take care of my companions…” Ragas glanced at lying bodies of his former comrades-in-arms.

 

Vegeta rolled his eyes at him. “Did you take everything from them what you need?”

 

The man looked at him surprised but nodded. Vegeta turned to Ahrae.

 

“Take care of them,” he motioned to the bodies. Ahrae hesitated a moment but nodded and after several blasts there wasn't anything left. There were several holes in the ground instead of bodies. Vegeta turned back to the man. “Quick and effective. Now lead us.”

 

“Accidental blast you say…” Ragas murmured, looking at Ahrae.

 

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“You are heading to Masar city too?” Ragas asked after an hour of cutting silence. It was strange for him that none of the trio was talking. He noticed that the tall Saiyan didn't understand his language but at least Ragas expected to communicate with the other two.

 

“Yes,” Vegeta nodded, kicking some stupid lizard-creature from his boot. The surprised `lizard' raised its head, blinked and tried to sink its teeth into Vegeta's boot. Vegeta cursed and peeled the `lizard' away with his fingers, tossing it about ten meters away back into the swamp.

 

“Then perhaps after the tavern we could again proceed with our traveling together?” the man turned back to look at Vegeta with expectation on his face.

 

“No, we don't need more companions,” Vegeta shook his head.

 

The man laughed softly. He pushed a blond unruly hair strand back behind the ear. He again turned his head to Vegeta. “Of course you don't need, but now I am left alone, and it's a dangerous way till Masar. I would appreciate any help…I could even pay…”

 

“Do you know the way?”

 

“Hmm…I have traveled here many times, it wouldn't a problem,” Ragas assured the prince.

 

Vegeta thought a moment. Of course it would be much quicker if the person who was well oriented in the surroundings led them.

 

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When the first rain droplets fell to the ground Ahrae began to ransack through her capsules. Soon Vegeta and Goku found their waterproofs too and pulled them on over their armors. It was already darkening but they wanted to use all the time they could get and stopped only when they couldn't see anything. It appeared that Ragas didn't know how to make a light either. They used some flashlights to find a proper place for the house and opened the capsule there.

 

Vegeta and Goku went to the bathroom to wash the mud of them.

 

“What do you think about our new companion?” Goku asked scrubbing Vegeta's back.

 

Vegeta shrugged his shoulders. “Nothing interesting. But our girl seems not to like him very much…” he wallowed in Goku's genial ministrations on his back.

 

“Yeah? I didn't notice that…” Goku nibbled Vegeta's earlobe. “Anyway, let's do something else…”

 

“Yeah…” Vegeta purred, turning around. “Good idea…” He slowly measured Kakarott with his eyes, smirking. Saw blush spreading over younger Saiyan's face. Oh, how he liked that innocent blush which made Kakarott so appealing. The younger Saiyan's shyness turned him on, made him lose control, and made him want Kakarott all flushed and hot, to forget his shyness and scream in pleasure when he came.

 

Vegeta liked his lips and attacked the luscious mouth before him. Goku drew Vegeta closer, his hand on the smaller waist slightly lifting Vegeta, his fingers entangling in the prince's hair on his nape. Vegeta's hand roamed over muscled back while his tongue swirled, battled, licked.

 

Goku grunted, crushing Vegeta to his body, lifting him and seating the prince onto the cupboard. Vegeta shook his head.

 

“We'll break it,” he climbed down and attached himself to one of Goku's nipple.

 

“Since when do you care?” Goku petted Vegeta's tail. He gave it several strokes at the base then brought the tail closer and put its very tip into his mouth.

 

“Ahh…” Vegeta braced his hands on Goku's shoulders, his head falling back. “Since…uhh… she is… umm… currently stronger than both… uhm…of us put together…” Vegeta opened his eyes. “Stop, if you …ahh…want to prolong this…”

 

Goku looked at leaking and throbbing Vegeta's member. He smiled mischievously and quickly seized it.

 

“Agrhh!” Vegeta gasped, already trying to thrust in Goku's hand.

 

Goku began to stroke him. “No problem - short but more frequent…” He smiled when Vegeta's body leaned into his hand completely, Vegeta's forehead burrowed in his shoulder. Goku again reached to pet Vegeta's silky tail. Vegeta's shallow moans and gasps made him hard and aching. Vegeta was rocking his hips quicker and quicker then, after several incoherent moves, finally his body stiffened.

 

Goku licked the semen from his fingers then laid the limp body on the shower-bottom. He waited a bit for Vegeta to regain his breath then put his hand on Vegeta's stomach, trailed his palm over muscled body, slipped his hand between Vegeta's thighs, stroking them softly. He felt Vegeta tensing, his breath hitching again. Goku removed his hand.

 

“Vegeta, I won't do anything you don't want,” Kakarott kissed him fully on his mouth. Vegeta shivered slightly. He wasn't sure if he didn't want that…wasn't sure if he was afraid or simply eager - or something between those two emotions… But after Kakarott's assuring words he realized he was slightly aroused. And, after Kakarott caressed him some more time, he was hard and throbbing again. He changed their position and trapped Kakarott under him, but the after a second the younger Saiyan wriggled free.

 

Vegeta stared at Goku, who kneeled with his back to him, crouching down, his hands placed on the bathroom wall.

 

“I think it would bring some variety into our little flings…” Goku said still with his back to Vegeta. Smiling the prince reached for the tempting tail waving like a flag in front of him. Goku moaned contently, feeling Vegeta's hand on his tail, removing it from his path then the hand on his thighs, spreading his legs further.

 

“Yes, it definitely would,” Vegeta agreed, kneading Goku's cheeks and pushing one then two wet exploring fingers into the younger Saiyan. He kissed the nape before him, trailed his other hand over Goku's shoulders and back, settling on the Goku's hip. Goku's tail was firmly wrapped around Vegeta's thigh.

 

Goku felt the fingers leave him then inhaled sharply when Vegeta filled him to perfection. He met thrusts, which were slow at first then became more forceful and quicker. He realized he liked this position - the angle was much better for his prostate, and he could feel Vegeta's sacks bumping into his backside, and that slapping sound at each thrust…somehow it made him even more aroused. But he couldn't see Vegeta's face, couldn't enjoy his expression full of pleasure. He turned his head, almost breaking his neck and got what he wanted - Vegeta's hot mouth pressed against his. Despite lack of air Goku purred in contentment, rewarding Vegeta. He turned back, meeting the forceful thrusts eagerly.

 

Goku howled in pure ecstasy when he came, his seed coating Vegeta's hand. After several strokes Vegeta followed his lover, crying his bliss into the air of the bathroom.

 

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“I have seen some capsule-houses before but this is the first time I see such a luxurious one…” Ragas observed the house.

 

Ahrae shrugged her shoulders and began to light the candles. Having in mind that the house was humble and designed mostly for traveling, she decided that he didn't see many of them. Ragas was following her everywhere and watching her every move, trying to help and observe the house. Vegeta and Goku went first to bathe, and Ahrae ransacked the fridges, trying to find something edible but that was not so easy task, because the most of the food was already rotten and spoiled. She threw the tainted food into the swamp then found potatoes and began to peel them.

 

“Are you going to help me, or what?” she looked at Ragas, already extending a peeler for him. “You know those two eat incredibly amounts… And that short guy can be fucking mean when he is hungry…”

 

Ragas took the peeler and sat next to her, taking a potato in his hand. “What's this?” he asked, inspecting the brown vegetable.

 

“A potato. I didn't notice that they were very keen on these vegetables, but now we have nothing better; our fridge doesn't work. I hope you'll like them.”

 

Ragas scratched the potato with his nails, smelled it, licked then spat into the bowl with parings. “I doubt it, but who knows, if you prepare it well…”

 

Ahrae snickered at him. “I'm not your cook!” She threw the peeled potato into a bowl with water, sloshing water over Ragas. It was not enough that she had to maintain silence field over those two crazed Saiyans while they fucked each other's brains out, No, she was decided to be a maid!

 

“But you cook for them…” Ragas smirked at her, wiping water away from his robe. “That's your charge as a woman…” he smirked wider. The girl was so easy to tease…

 

“I'll wipe that your fucking smirk off your face if you don't shut up,” Ahrae calmly warned, throwing the potato into the same bowl and splashing Ragas again. “I'm tired, in a bad mood, and if you tease me again, you will die.” She took the next potato.

 

“You know, I like savage women…” Ragas gave her a wink while peeling a potato.

 

“Asshole,” Ahrae flashed her blue eyes at him. She turned her head to the bathroom. “Hey, you two, hurry up or I'll kill the moron!”

 

“I don't care!” Vegeta's voice wafted from the bathroom.

 

Ahrae rolled her eyes. Ragas smiled at his half-peeled potato. “That guy is really something…I almost fainted when he flung the remon away with only one mace hit… It must be very hard for them to be here where they cannot use their kis…”

 

“Oh, but Vegeta compensates with his tongue…you should have seen him when he realized that he couldn't use his ki… You can publish an intergalactic dictionary of curses based on his knowledge…”

 

“Vegeta.” Ragas knit his brow, trying to remember the name. It sounded so familiar… “Vegeta and that other Saiyan, are they a pair? I didn't see any mating marks…” Ragas interested.

 

“And what do you think they both are doing in a shower naked?” Ahrae was cursing herself. Vegeta's name simply slipped off her tongue! She put another potato into a bowl.

 

“What is your name?” Ragas asked Ahrae, changing the subject.

 

“Ahrae,” the girl said.

 

“Strange name…” Ragas wondered. “But lovely… How old are you? You seem younger than them both…”

 

Ahrae grit her teeth. Again her age. Ragas questioned too much. “I'm eighteen, and my name isn't strange, it's common in my village; there are five other girls named Ahrae.”

 

“And how did you meet? Where are they from?”

 

Ahrae pursed her lips; she was going to kill Ragas. “They came to my village and asked to lead them into Masar.”

 

“Aren't you a bit young to be a guide?” Ragas was looking at the potato in his hand.

 

Ahrae hissed at him. “Mention my age one more time and I really will beat you!”

 

“Yeah, she is obsessed with her age…” Vegeta smirked at Ahrae, coming from the shower, “She really would beat you.” He was freshly showered and had his clothes changed. He was wearing black sweatpants and light tank top. The prince looked at the bowl and decided that it would be only enough for Goku. Vegeta sat next to Ahrae and began to peal potatoes too.

 

Ahrae stuck her tongue at Vegeta. “Goku, come here - I need reinforcement! They are pissing me off!” She heard a soft chuckle from the bathroom.

 

“And why do you think I would save you?” Goku teased, smiling. He approached them. “He is my future mate…”

 

“Next time I'll let that beast eat you! More importantly, I control the food!” Ahrae stuck her peeler at him.

 

“Hmm…that's a good point…” Goku grinned at her, already sitting next to Ragas and increasing a pile of peeled potatoes.

 

“What did you tell him?” Vegeta asked Ahrae in Earth language.

 

“Not much, but you are going to kill me…” Ahrae sighed. She noticed that Vegeta tensed. “I told him my name, that I am eighteen years old, that you came into my village and asked me to lead you into Masar. And yeah…I accidentally told your name…”

 

“You are stupid,” Vegeta gritted his teeth.

 

“I know…” Ahrae agreed. “But I don't think the name means too much to him…he was more interested in your relationship with Goku…”

 

Vegeta's eyebrow rose. Ahrae stood up and went to wash the peeled potatoes and put a huge pot on the gas-cooker. She put the smoked ham and kipper on the table. She found some tomato sauce and sunflower-seed oil.

 

Ragas watched the trio with interest. He didn't understand what they were talking about, but the girl and Vegeta didn't seem to be very friendly with each other, but it seemed too that they respected each other and held their distance. The orange dressed Saiyan seemed to be indifferent to this and didn't show any hostility to the girl. Ragas cast his eyes over the smaller Saiyan. Handsome creature…very handsome… He had memorable features, black sparkling eyes, an unbelievable but beautiful hairstyle, not to mention a gorgeous body and nice brownish tail.

 

“What?” the object of his observation asked, noting his interest. Ragas gave Vegeta a blue smile.

 

“Nothing, I was looking at your tail…” Ragas motioned to Vegeta's tail, and noticed how Vegeta wrapped it more tightly. “I haven't seen a tailed person before…”

 

“Hn.”

 

TBC