Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come Together ❯ Part 19 ( Chapter 19 )

Come Together by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com) (Chapters 1-9 beta-read by Sabi-san; chapters 10-11 beta-read by S.P.; chapters 12-17 beta-read by Amazing Jess S; chapters 18-20 beta-read by achillona)

 

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

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

 

Part 19 (I updated two chapters at once)

 

“Vegeta…” Goku gently nudged the prince, “are you sleeping?”

 

Vegeta mentally cursed the brainless Saiyan situated in his bed. “No, I am not sleeping. Not anymore…” He opened one eye to look at Kakarott then raised his ki a bit. Yeah, by the tone and face expression he could bet that Kakarott wanted something. “How come you woke up first? Usually I need to beat you out of sleep…”

 

“Our power is getting back; I cannot wait till we are at full power…” Goku smiled at Vegeta and kissed his brow. And then Goku realized he must have said something very wrong because Vegeta's eyes narrowed at him, he found himself looking at Vegeta's canines and then Goku was roughly thrown out of the bed.

 

“I hate you!” Vegeta hissed venomously.

 

“But…” Goku stared at the prince stupefied. He slowly got up from the floor and tried to reach Vegeta.

 

“Don't touch me, you…you bastard!” Vegeta growled, receding from Goku's touch.

 

Goku got nervous. “Vegeta, I don't understand…what's wrong?” Vegeta again flashed his sharp canines at him. “Vegeta, please…”

 

“You only care about fucking, don't you?!” the prince hissed at him.

 

“Vegeta?!” Goku gasped. “How can you say that?!”

 

“You don't care about Trunks, you only want to fuck me! You think I don't realize what you tried to do yesterday?!”

 

There was a loud smack and Vegeta fell back in his bed holding his left cheek. Goku stared for some time at Vegeta. “You are raving! You think that I should feel guilty because I show more eagerness to mate you than to find Trunks, do you?! You are wrong. Now I can't change anything about Trunks, we only travel, I can't be flouncing about - it won't change anything! But I can change something between us! I can make this easier to bear - to put some sunlight and hope in this torturous journey. And you think I'm concentrating only on fucking you!? And if you are so afraid because of your virgin ass - fuck you! I can always find someone else easier to fuck! I thought you trusted me! I don't need this nonsense anymore; find someone else to play with! I was trying to make it easier for you, to make you forget that constant nagging in your soul about your son, to be beside you, to support you, to make you realize that you are not alone! And what do I get?!” Goku hissed at the petrified prince. “You know, I take back those words when I said that you've changed! No, you didn't change at all! Not at all, you son-of-a-bitch!” Goku was shaking with anger and rancor, his eyes watering. “I have had enough of this, of you and of your fucking paranoia!” Goku grabbed his clothes from the ground and ran outside, into the night.

 

Vegeta flinched at the door slam. He rubbed his aching cheek. He realized he was shaking, he leaned down into the pillow. Felt hot tears welling, the wrenching feeling in his gut. And he thought he deserved it, and he let it overwhelm him, even welcomed it. Was happy with every spasm it gave, with all the pain he got. He clenched his teeth to be silent, dug his fingers into the bedding to keep his body still. It was lasting long, strangely long but he wanted it to last long, to punish him properly. He lost everything and all this because of his egoism. He needed to be punished.

 

“What the hell..?!” Ahrae froze in the doorway from the bathroom. She ran to Vegeta. She searched for the belt on the floor. The girl looked at Vegeta and knit her brows, seeing how the expression of pain on Vegeta's face was replaced with satisfaction, then again with pain and then both at once. Ahrae realized his glassy eyes didn't see anymore. She tried to lift his head and make him drink the medicine. He began to fight her, almost spilling the glass. Then his body tensed, another spasm making him gasp. Ahrae used the opportunity and emptied the glass into parted lips then put her hand over Vegeta's mouth. He didn't swallow. Intentionally. Ahrae compressed his nose between her fingers. Vegeta tried to get free but was too messed up for that. He felt he was loosing consciousness.

 

Ahrae sighed when finally the liquid was swallowed. She released Vegeta's nose and mouth. Vegeta gasped for air. The prince was lying unmoving, the trembling lessening, breathing returning to normal. And then his closed eyes flushed with hot scalding tears, which began to flow down on the pillow, he curled up in a ball, turning away from her. And then she heard sobs. After several seconds Vegeta was sobbing loudly, his body shaking with each tremor, his tail lying limply next to him. Ahrae stared stupefied at the prince's back. And where is Goku?!

 

“What happened? Where is Goku?”

 

The sobbing became louder. Vegeta didn't say anything. Ahrae growled in frustration and disbelief. She sat up next the prince. And after Vegeta didn't react she felt afraid.

 

“Prince Vegeta, tell me what happened,” she softly touched his back and felt how he shrank away. At least there's some reaction. The prince was silent only sobs were speaking. He wasn't going to tell her but she knew that only two things could have done this: his son or Goku. “If this is because of Goku, he didn't mean a shit he said or did, the moron will explain that to you as soon as he gets back.” Vegeta's tears didn't seem to be lessening, his back was still shaking. Ahrae was at a loss.

 

Goku slowly entered the house. His anger was lessened and now he was beginning to feel shame and guilt because of his words to Vegeta. He looked surprised at Ahrae. She was sitting next to Vegeta, and the prince even didn't raise a finger.

 

“Where in the hell have you been?!” Ahrae hissed venomously. “What did you do to the Prince?! For Gods sake, you made him cry!” And then she noticed Goku's wet cheeks and reddened eyes. But then she decided that Vegeta's tears were more worthy of attention.

 

Goku stepped back to the door at her tone.

 

“What you are waiting for?! “ Ahrae motioned to Vegeta. “You need to fight it out between you!”

 

“Shut the fuck up!” Vegeta hissed at Ahrae, turning his head. “Mind your own business!”

 

Ahrae shook her head in irritation and went to the bathroom.

 

Goku stared at the tear stricken Vegeta's face. Did he do that?! He threw himself at Vegeta. “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,” Goku folded the prince in his arms. “I didn't mean anything - that was simply a spurt of anger, it doesn't mean anything.” He slowly rocked Vegeta.

 

Vegeta passively stared at the wall behind Goku's back, his chin on Goku's shoulder.

 

“You know that, don't you?” Goku stroked Vegeta's back.

 

“Yes.”

 

“I'm very sorry,” he kissed the neck before his nose, “don't worry, everything is the same,” he snuggled his head to Vegeta's cheek. “The same, yes?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“I know you didn't mean anything you said earlier,” Goku softly brushed over Vegeta's hair-flame.

 

“I…I didn't know what I was talking about…I simply…”

 

“Shhh…it's okay…its stress,” Goku kissed Vegeta's forehead. “Now, let's make something to eat. Dawn is breaking.”

 

Vegeta nodded and got up. He felt tired and sleepy and he wasn't hungry. He realized he should be hungry but he wasn't.

 

Ahrae was relieved seeing that the both Saiyans made peace, although Vegeta seemed to be tired and worn out. She realized that Vegeta didn't tell anything about the panic attack otherwise Vegeta would be tied up and put in the bed. She sighed and went to peel potatoes.

 

“Ahrae, give me your sword,” Goku hissed at the can in his hand, “I can't open this thing again.”

 

Ahrae laughed, grabbed her sword from her bed and tossed it to Goku who caught it by the handle. “But you can use your ki to open it.”

 

“Hey, good idea! I already forgot I can use it,” Goku smiled sheepishly and formed a tiny beam at his fingertip. He put the sword next to Ahrae.

 

Vegeta stared at Ahrae stunned. “You gave him your sword…”

 

“Yeah…” Ahrae smiled at Goku, watching how he opened the can.

 

Vegeta couldn't believe. The sword for Fire Clan was untouchable. And she just gave it to Kakarott. To open a can! But that should mean that Ahrae trusted Kakarott. “Can I look at your sword?” he silently asked Ahrae.

 

Ahrae looked at him thoughtfully, she hesitated a moment then nodded. “Hmm... Yes,” She handed her sword to him.

 

Vegeta almost dropped his potato in surprise. He took her sword. Actually he had seen that sword many times; he wanted only to test Ahrae. But now he didn't believe the results of his test.

 

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The weather was bad: it was heavily raining and it was dark everywhere; they hardly were able to see anything. It was hard to distinguish even your own nose in the white unending stream. They still weren't able to fly long distances and their journey would be ended but for Ahrae. The girl somehow managed to prevent the mist and rain from the places they were going. The swamp was flooded and they feared that they wouldn't be able to find a stable surface to build their house. But the more forward they got, the drier the ground became. The swamp was slowly but safely coming to an end.

 

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They ate in unusual silence. Goku tried to speak to Vegeta but the prince didn't answer or gave the shortest answers he could. Goku realized that that their previous falling-out was not forgotten but he was getting angry too - that was Vegeta who started that. Anyway, he decided to clear everything tonight.

 

Ahrae watched the Saiyans. They were giving her headaches. Vegeta was silent and somehow baffled. And he was tired, both: mentally and physically. And it seemed that Goku didn't understand that, the younger Saiyan was becoming angry with the prince.

 

Finally, Goku finished his meal and went to bathe. Alone. Ahrae shook her head in irritation and looked at Vegeta. Vegeta almost didn't eat anything today. She watched how the prince fished out some morsel then finally pushed his full plate away. Vegeta did his dishes and sat, waiting for Goku to come out. Ahrae noticed that he already was drowsing.

 

“Go to sleep.”

 

Vegeta's eyes opened and he snorted at her. “Don't tell me what to do.” The next second he was asleep, his head resting on the table.

 

Ahrae sighed. After a while she heard the bathroom door opening and Goku showed up the water from his hair dripping everywhere. Vegeta startled at the heavy footsteps and woke up. He quickly brushed past Goku into the bathroom. Goku knit his brows angry at the prince's behavior.

 

Vegeta came from the bathroom. He stopped when he saw Goku sprawled on his bed. The Saiyan was sleeping already. Vegeta stared at his bed unsure of what to do, he observed Goku's empty bed but thought that Goku might be discontent with him sleeping in his bed. He looked at the bed where Ragas had slept several days before. They changed the bedding in order to get rid of his smell, but he still found himself uncomfortable. But he had no choice - better Ragas' bed than the floor.

 

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Goku's hand searched for the body next to him. His eyes slowly opened when he didn't find anything. “Vegeta?” He turned his head to the side. He froze. Why was Vegeta sleeping in Ragas' bed?! Goku knit his brows. He knew Vegeta must be still uncomfortable with everything about Ragas. Goku was waiting for Vegeta, and Vegeta…went into Ragas' bed… The prince could have chosen Goku's bed if he wanted to sleep alone… Goku's eyes widened in realization - Vegeta didn't believe his apology, his words had struck the prince too hard to believe him again. Goku immediately got up and went to Vegeta. He gently shook the other Saiyan. Vegeta's eyes slowly opened and concentrated on him.

 

“Vegeta, I didn't mean anything. I was crazed. I still want to mate you.”

 

“I'm not a choice for mating.”

 

Goku winced inwardly. “Vegeta, no!” He couldn't believe - his stupid words managed to ruin everything. They both were at the start again. “Vegeta, I love you, we will mate.”

 

“I don't want to mate,” Vegeta's head was turned to the side, his body shaking. Goku gasped.

 

“Vegeta, don't do this. Please, don't do this to us.”

 

“You don't want me, you can find someone else…you hate me,” Vegeta's voice shook, “I'm sorry, I tried so hard, you were right, it's useless…I'm useless…I simply can't…I'm too weak…”

 

Goku saw clear droplets fall on bedclothes. “Vegeta, stop babbling!” He pulled Vegeta on his lap. “You are not useless! I have never said that!”

 

“I can't change, it's too hard.” Vegeta's hot tears were falling on Goku's arms, which held the prince around the waist.

 

“Oh Gods, Vegeta, I didn't mean that, I'm very sorry,” Goku was kissing Vegeta's face then shoulders. “I didn't mean that.” Goku began to cry too. “Forgive me, I'm so sorry.” He tightly held Vegeta, caressing him. “Please, simply forget this morning, it never happened.”

 

“But it happened…and you told what you really think ab…”

 

“No, I don't think that about you, I was angry and I didn't think at all - that's all… I'm sorry I hurt you so much,” Goku fervently kissed Vegeta on his lips. “It doesn't mean anything. We will mate, and soon.”

 

Goku's heart bled when he saw hesitation in the prince's eyes.

 

“I…I don't know…” Vegeta shook his head, but his tears calmed a bit. He felt so tired, now he wanted nothing more just sleep. His eyelids felt so heavy. Vegeta didn't protest when Goku lifted him and took him to his own bed.

 

TBC