Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come Together ❯ Part 17 ( Chapter 17 )

Come Together by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com) (chapters 1-9 were beta-read by Sabi-san; chapters 10-11 were beta-read by S. P.; chapters 12-17 were 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 17 (Don't miss chapter 16. I updated two chapters at once.)

 

Small strange creatures called in alarm when Vegeta's foot pulverized their home. Vegeta looked down at peeping bugs, which tried to save their eggs and other goods from the destroyed nest, and stepped farther from the noise. The prince's head rose, and he looked forward. The swamp was becoming less and less watery which meant that they were nearing the end of the swamp. He, Goku, Ahrae and Ragas were standing at a crossroad.

 

“What do you mean you don't know where to go!” the prince seethed. The vein on his temple became clearly seen.

 

Ahrae and Ragas met each other eyes uneasily. Ahrae fidgeted with her braid.

 

“My map doesn't say anything about crossings…actually, there shouldn't be any crossings…” she was almost pouting.

 

“No shit?” Vegeta almost choked from anger. “And you, great traveler, what about you?” Vegeta hissed at Ragas.

 

“Last time there were no any crossings…but we need go west so let's go west,” Ragas suggested.

 

“Moron!” Vegeta fumed. “One way leads south other to the north! There is no west!” The prince was screaming his head off, his fist clenched.

 

Goku sighed. He didn't understand what Vegeta was saying but the tone was too much for him. “Vegeta, stop it. Let's split up. We'll come back after an hour at the same crossing, maybe then we'll know where to go.”

 

Vegeta took several deep breaths, trying to calm down. “Okay, let's do it. Kakarott, you go with Ahrae. We'll meet after an hour. Here!” Vegeta stuck his finger at the ground under his feet. “An hour in Earth time!” He added in earth language.

 

“Hey, Vegeta, I want to go with you…” Goku whined.

 

“No. We might need mages… Go!” Vegeta shoved Goku in Ahrae's direction. The prince and Ragas headed south. Goku sighed and went to the north, with Ahrae in tow.

 

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Vegeta was angry. The prince could feel the tip of his tail twitching on his waist. He brushed several bushes away from his path annoyed. The day had already started badly… he had woken up to see Kakarott trapped in a force field. How in the hell should he have known that he and Ahrae were training? He and Ahrae almost fought again…actually they had, Ahrae's blast sent him flying through the open door and into the mud. As he readied himself to strike back he saw Kakarott standing in front of her. Kakarott had explained that the force field was a mutual agreement. Ahrae stuck her middle finger up at him, (just where had she learned that?) and gone back into the house.

 

Ragas followed Vegeta through the narrow path and tried not to lag behind. Vegeta was fast. He could see that the Saiyan was still angry. He sighed regretfully but thought a bit and laughed mentally. Maybe this was even better! It certainly might be more interesting. He examined Vegeta's back before him. Nice brown tail, curled around lithe waist. And those swaying hips! Oh…they could hypnotize… not to mention the gorgeous ass…

 

The little Saiyan prince was really something…Deep black eyes, luscious little mouth, distinct hair… and that body…what a body…ahh…so muscular and at the same time so delicate. Tight but soft and tanned skin… That silky tail…

 

A cold façade hiding the burning fire inside…such intelligence, self-will, fierceness, desire… Speaking of which…he nearly couldn't control it. He couldn't wait for when they would be far enough from the other two… Desire…he had seen those endless black pools clouding with desire… Desire… But not for him! No. For that spiky-haired bulging bag of muscles! Not for long, though…

 

Oh, he knew everything about this little treasure before him… The Saiyan Prince…yesterday he remembered the name… Foolish girl... There could be only one Vegeta among Saiyans - their Prince. Perhaps even King now, but he doubted that, he hadn't heard about any ceremonies or declarations… Norayn was going to pay him in gold after he brought Vegeta to him.

 

Ragas gave a promising smile to Vegeta's back. Only a few minutes to wait… He never had been a patient person but the expected catch was worth a bit of patience. Ragas licked his lips.

 

Vegeta felt his skin tingle…like someone would be watching him intently. He laughed at himself silently. Of course he was being watched - Ragas was following him! But the feeling in his gut was protesting and screaming at him to be careful. Vegeta slowed his pace and turned to Ragas. What he saw in other man's yellow eyes made him fall back.

 

Ragas smirked, seeing Vegeta stumble and almost fall. Surprise, surprise… Ragas advanced toward Vegeta who finally found his balance.

 

“Are you finding it difficult to stand?” Ragas' smirk deepened.

 

“What do you want?” the prince asked, falling into his fighting stance. His head lowered threateningly.

 

“Only you…” Ragas moved even closer, a mere meter separated them.

 

Vegeta hissed. “Stay back or I'll kill you.” He bared his teeth.

 

Ragas laughed. “Oh? Why kill me? Surely I could give you much so more than that orange bag of muscles…”

 

Vegeta's brows rose. The man was really crazed. “If you didn't notice, that `bag of muscles' and I are a pair…”

 

“That's only because you hadn't met me…” Ragas stepped closer. “Do you realize what kind of torture these past several days have been for me? But now I'm going to take what I want… you will realize that the moron is worthless…”

 

“Cut the crap!” Vegeta was loosing his patience. “I'm perfectly content with my partner, your proposal doesn't interest me!” he growled but stepped back when Ragas licked his lips.

 

“Hm, it seems I will have to do this the hard way…” Before Vegeta had a chance to realize what Ragas was about to do, he tossed a blast at him, sending the prince flying. Vegeta was on his feet immediately and launched himself at Ragas. His vision suddenly blurred then his moves began to slow down. What the… Ragas easily avoided his fist. Vegeta was too slow.

 

Ragas smirked at the prince. “How do you like my Spell of Slow?” Creating a portal, he reappeared behind Vegeta and pushed the prince in his stomach. Vegeta growled, he understood now that Ragas tricked them all - the mage was able to create a portal, and that meant that he could locate to Masar at any time. Ahrae couldn't do that because she had never been in Masar. Ragas had simply waited for an opportunity to be left alone with him. Vegeta tried to throw Ragas away but the spell was slowing him down.

 

Ragas hissed impatiently, the prince's mind was more resistant than he could have predicted, his moves were becoming faster, in several minutes he would break free.

 

The prince's struggles became fiercer and Ragas did that what he knew would work: he grabbed Vegeta's tail from his waist and squeezed with all his might. Vegeta gave an agonized scream full of torture and nearly blacked out from the pain. Ragas put his arm around Vegeta's waist and pulled his unresisting body up.

 

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Vegeta slowly registered his clothes being peeled away. He was bending over a rotted log on his stomach, with his bare backside in the air. What's more - his hands were strapped down and his tail was in Ragas hand. Vegeta slowly pried open his tearing eyes and blinked. This was unbelievable! He was naked before a fucking pervert! Vegeta tried to turn around. He gasped as the grip on his tail increased. The prince felt a bare body pressing to his back. Vegeta shuddered at the contact. “Get the fuck away from me!”

 

Ragas smirked at the growling and struggling treasure beneath him. He trailed his free hand over Vegeta's back. Vegeta's growling increased. Vegeta tried to rip the cloth apart but it seemed that besides that slow spell Ragas had used something more. Vegeta put his tied hands on the log and tried to lean away.

 

“Your lover was very lucky to have you…” Ragas purred squeezing the tail harder, making Vegeta fall back on the log. “You are such an exotic being…just think about that - the Prince… Mmm…” Ragas leaned down and trailed a wet path with his mouth from Vegeta's nape to the middle of his back. “Norayn will be so happy to see you… But let's play first…”

 

“Grrr…I'll kill you!” Vegeta writhed and struggled but the only thing he managed to achieve was that that the friction made Ragas' arousal much more noticeable. “…You sick pervert!” Vegeta bared his canines and tried to shrink away from the disgusting length digging in his butt but Ragas settled over him. “You are dead!” Vegeta hissed in pain when Ragas squeezed his tail again. “I'll put your eyes out, I'll cut your balls off, I'll… AHHHH!” Vegeta screamed, feeling several bones in his tail snap.

 

“Now, be a good boy and stop this, it could be much more fun with a little of your help…” Ragas scolded and reached for Vegeta's member but Vegeta flattened himself to the log.

 

“You are dead! You are so dead!” Vegeta was shaking with anger. The blinding pain in his tail only increased his fury. He snarled at the warm hand on his back, which was sliding down to his hip. “Let me go!” But instead Vegeta felt Ragas' leg push between his thighs, and those hands roam over his body. He again tried to get up but Ragas pushed him down. The prince thrashed around, his teeth gritting at the pain of his crushed tail and the humiliation he felt. At some point he began to curse in Saiyan, forgetting that Ragas didn't understand the language. He noticed that his moves were again becoming normal but that didn't help when his tail was in Ragas' hand.

 

“Such a body…” Ragas squeezed Vegeta's rear. “Such a trophy…”

 

Vegeta suddenly panicked when he felt Ragas' fingers kneading and parting his cheeks. “No! Stop! No!” Vegeta squirmed, he tried to rip his bonds apart and…he succeeded. The spells didn't work anymore. Without thought Vegeta extended one his hand behind his back caught Ragas by the neck and crushed it with all his might. The prince turned around, still holding Ragas by the neck, freed his broken tail from unmoving fingers. He stared at the dead, naked body before him. Ragas' body was taller than his and while Vegeta was holding him by his crushed neck, his legs sagged under him.

 

The small clearing shook with fierce roar proclaiming the oncoming fury. The perpetrator's blood spilled everywhere, body parts were detached from the dead body and scattered. The insides dropped to the muddy ground. Madness and rage reigned over the small clearing.

 

After several minutes Vegeta came to his senses. He stared at the splattered body all around him. He was shaking slightly. He brushed a hand over his forehead, felt sticky wetness and brought his hand to his eyes. Blood. He looked down at his body. He was covered in blood. And he was naked. Vegeta stumbled over the clearing, looking for his clothes. He found them but only the things that were still intact - Ahrae's armor and his belt with capsules. Everything else was shredded. He swayed slightly opening the capsule with clothes.

 

“Prince Vegeta!” Ahrae rushed to him. She froze at the display before her eyes: the clearing was smeared with blood and body parts, the naked and bloodied prince was swaying slightly. “What happened?” She saw Vegeta stumble and sprang forward to catch him. She laid Vegeta on the ground. Ahrae knit her brows - Vegeta wasn't unconscious, his eyes were wide open but his face showed no emotion. She stared at glassy eyes before her. Panic attack! She grabbed the belt with capsules from Vegeta's limp hand and began to open all the capsules, searching for the bottle she had seen in Goku's hand. Finally she found several blue bottles. She opened her capsule with water supplies, filled a glass with water then poured the medicine in it, looked at the form before her, which was beginning to shiver and gasp, and added more. Ahrae pulled Vegeta's head higher and poured the liquid into Saiyan's mouth. Vegeta coughed, making some liquid run down over his face and neck but the most of the medicine got where it was supposed to go.

 

Ahrae felt the tremors lessening; Vegeta's breathing was returning to normal, his eyes slowly closed.

 

Vegeta opened his eyes. He startled when he saw Ahrae leaning over him, he realized his head was in her lap. He blinked several times, trying to find the meaning of this.

 

“I hope he died slowly and painfully…” Ahrae calmly said, observing Ragas' remains one more time.

 

Vegeta knit his brows, trying to understand what she was talking about. Then his eyes widened. He remembered. He shuddered and growled. Ahrae started back, dropping Vegeta to the ground. Vegeta slowly got up, realizing he was naked.

 

“It wasn't directed at you…I remembered Ragas…” Vegeta felt the need to explain. He looked at the ground, searching for the capsule with his clothes.

 

Ahrae heaved a sigh of relief, Vegeta wasn't being aggressive, and he seemed to be fine. “You know, you should wash yourself before dressing… You are covered in blood. Clean yourself, otherwise Goku will freak out when he sees you… Use my water supplies; there isn't enough room to open a capsule-house.”

 

Vegeta blinked. Of course she was right; he was simply thrown off balance to think about it. “Turn around.” But before she did, he saw a smile on her lips. Vegeta used his clothes to remove the blood from his skin. “Where is Kakarott? How did you get here?”

 

“He is waiting on the path leading to the north. I felt someone using magic and got a bit alarmed when it lasted- I mean blasts last only several seconds… So, I created a portal to the location where it was used. I didn't want to spend too much of my energy; I left Goku there, besides he wouldn't be any help while dealing with magic, though he impressed me this morning. He learns very fast…”

 

Vegeta listened to girls prattle while cleaning himself. Then the girl's tone changed.

 

“I felt he was strange,” she snarled. “Fucking pervert! Then, when he watched you at night… Bastard! I should have cut his balls off! He was only waiting to be left alone with you… I should have known…”

 

“I expected to be accused for his killing…how you know it was his fault...?” Vegeta raised his brow questioningly, although the girl was standing with her back to him and couldn't see that.

 

“I can smell him all over the place. The fucking bastard was quite aroused…and I don't feel your scent anywhere…” Ahrae growled then shook her head freeing herself from anger. “Will you tell Goku what happened? I mean, won't he catch his smell on you?” She asked with her back still to Vegeta.

 

Vegeta sighed. He knew what Goku's reaction would be at this…first he would freak out, second would blame himself for lack of care, third he would kill that bastard one more time (he really would manage to do it somehow), fourth Goku would fuck him unconscious… Vegeta wouldn't mind the third and fourth parts but the first two… “I'll have to tell him; he will know eventually…”

 

TBC