Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come Together ❯ Part 24 ( Chapter 24 )

Hello, LadyKATT! Yeah, Vegeta does have a bad luck. Well, with me at least ^_^. Ah, finally they are near their destination. The story finally is coming to an end *wipes the sweat from her forehead*.

 

Come Together by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com) (Chapters 1-9 beta-read by Sabi-san; chapters 10-11 beta-read by S.P.; chapters 12-16 beta-read by Amazing Jess S; chapters 18-20 beta-read by achillona; chapters 21-23 beta-read by Amazing Jess S; chapters 24-28 beta-read by achillona).

 

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

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

 

Part 24

 

The sun extended its hands through the window and carefully touched the sleeping Saiyan's eyes. He didn't wake up, just snuggled closer to the other Saiyan, who seemed to be sleeping not so fast and began to stir.

 

“Vegeta,” Goku softly called. “Vegeta, wake up.”

 

Vegeta blinked slowly then yawned and stretched. He practically didn't sleep this night. His nervousness and anxiety about his son were driving him crazy. And when he finally managed to convince himself to get some rest, it was time to get up. He turned his head to the girl's bed. She was still sleeping. Vegeta smirked.

 

“Bring some water, Kakarott,” he whispered.

 

“I heard that,” Ahrae yawned then opened her heavenly blue eyes to give Vegeta a hellish glare. She got up, dressed as quickly as the Saiyans, but when she wanted to put her armor on Vegeta shook his head. They needed to avoid looking like warriors, especially with such high quality armors.

 

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The sun had just risen, but the city was already crowded with people. They rushed, moved, shouted, and Goku didn't feel very well not understanding a word said or written in the tabloids. But he was more worried about Vegeta. The prince was clearly nervous and almost shaking. Goku suddenly gave into the need to comfort his mate: he quickly drew Vegeta close to him, making Vegeta gasp in surprise. He gently stroked Vegeta's back then kissed him on the claim mark.

 

“It's going to be alright. Don't worry,” Goku softly whispered into his mate's ear, ignoring the trespassers' inquiring glances.

 

“I don't believe you,” Vegeta answered in the same soft tone Goku had used. But nevertheless Goku felt Vegeta lean into his embrace, accepting the comfort he was offering.

 

Goku swept through Vegeta's dark hair. “You didn't sleep last night, did you?”

 

“No.”

 

Goku didn't say anything; nothing could change that anyway. He felt the slow and shy attempts to escape his arms. He let go of the prince, but only after he kissed his cheek reassuringly.

 

They walked for five minutes in silence then Vegeta noticed white towers of a big building in the distance. That was Norayn's base. They couldn't reach the building itself as it was surrounded by barracks and by a big, wide ditch full of water. They could see four guards at the gates. Not many, but why did you need any of them when you had thousands of armed men behind that wall anyway? After Goku, Vegeta and Ahrae found a hill and used binoculars they were able to see that two men, who by their uniforms Vegeta recognized as Sadars, guarded the enormous size building itself. That wasn't good, because that race, besides it's incredible strength, had mind reading abilities and was just perfect to guard the front door.

 

“How are your mind's disguising abilities?” Vegeta asked Ahrae, who seemed to be concentrating on something other than the building.

 

Ahrae shrugged. “I'm Fire Clan; if they tried to check my mind you wouldn't see them alive again… I could create a false mind though…”

 

Vegeta nodded. He knew that, just wanted to be sure. Ahrae was young, damn, how she was young, and he wasn't sure how she was able to cope with that. He saw, several times even, how Sadars ended up completely going mad or just dying in an instant while foolishly trying to access a Fire Clan member's mind. Every cell of a Fire Clan member's body contained the most needed memories and information. And while dealing only with the memories and information, which was stored in the brain, the mind reader just wasn't able to cope with all that information which flooded his/her head, it didn't even matter that it was all the same. But Fire Clan's members, mostly mages, were able to create something similar to a mind-simulator when needed. They used it to trick Sadars and show them only what they wanted to show. Vegeta was good at controlling his mind too, but he wasn't very sure how Goku would cope with that. He hoped that their bond could help, but then brushed the thought away - the bond was too fresh. They still couldn't get any practical use out of it.

 

“We don't even know if your son is here…” Ahrae observed the grounds once again. That looked like suicide. She sighed after a stern look given by Goku.

 

“One way or another the place is going down,” Goku said before Vegeta could have said something to Ahrae.

 

Vegeta shook his head. “If Trunks isn't in here we would give away that we are here, and Norayn would know that. We need to know if he really is in there. We need information.”

 

Ahrae looked at them. “I can contact one of my clan members who is in that building. I had no idea we had members who are here but one of them really is. I can feel that member, his mind isn't tamed. Our bond is strong enough for me to reach him, but he can't do the same, he is too weak and that's why I think this is a male, so besides information he is no good to us…”

 

Vegeta stared at her. “Why didn't you tell us that before?!”

 

“I just got to know that now! And I'm not so sure. As said this is probably a male, so the clan bond is weak. I could have misunderstood the signal.”

 

Vegeta tapped his fingers on the binoculars. “So what the fuck you are waiting for?! Contact him!”

 

Ahrae rolled her eyes. “It's done already. We are meeting in Tmarax pub; it's the pub I saw near the base. He can't answer me, so I just hope he'll come there. I have one hour. I'll go alone - I don't know if he will cooperate with us. He is a male, his ties with my clan can be too weak, he might be a traitor.” She went silent. “Or he can think that I'm a traitor, because I'm helping you…”

 

Goku shook his head. “It might be a trap. You can't go alone.”

 

Ahrae nodded. “I know, but we have no choice - if they catch us all, everything is failed. Don't worry, I'll be careful. And I'll make those assholes dance before they can bring me down,” she hissed, her voice raised.

 

They observed the grounds once again then went back into their hotel and tried to wait the time til Ahrae went to meet her clan's member. She went away and Goku and Vegeta were left sitting in anxious silence: Goku staring through the window at the busy street, Vegeta thinking that he needed a drink, but realizing that that was a bad idea and settling for a cup of tea.

 

Goku turned his head from the window to Vegeta as he silently crawled from his chair and went to the sink. Goku shifted uncomfortably while watching Vegeta retrieve a cup for tea from under the sink. He almost was hypnotized as Vegeta's silky tail swished in the air while Vegeta couldn't decide which cup or mug he wanted. Goku's eyes followed the tail mesmerized, he suddenly wanted top grab that tail and feel the fur with his fingers. `To grab that gorgeous ass, to throw Vegeta on the ground and ravish him.' Goku realized there was something weird going on. Pfeh, like he cared.

 

“Vegeta, I want sex.” Probably never in his life was Goku blunter.

 

Vegeta almost dropped the mug he had finally chosen, his tail froze in the air. “No.” The tail proceeded its excited swishing.

 

Goku's eyes bulged out. “What?” He couldn't believe his ears. Vegeta refusing sex? He must be dreaming…

 

“I don't want to get pregnant,” Vegeta calmly explained. “We don't have any condoms and such…”

 

Goku's brows furrowed. “What problem is that? We can do that in many ways. You can fuck me for example…”

 

Vegeta crunched his nose. That heat-thing was affecting Kakarott, and badly… He put his cup on the table. “I don't want that.”

 

Now Goku gave horrified look to Vegeta. “How is that possible?!”

 

Vegeta filled his mug, thinking. “I don't know. I want sex, but just don't feel like fucking you… Must be a submissive-thing…” he glared to Goku's side, “I don't like that!”

 

“Me neither!” Goku agreed. “I want sex. Any kind? Oral?” he hopefully suggested.

 

“No, you wouldn't be able to stop,” Vegeta shook his head. “From what I have heard, it's pretty obsessing, that heat after the mating. You probably would just fuck me silly…”

 

Goku grinned happily at the thought. Vegeta glared at him. “Just jerk off or something, I'll leave you and go for a walk.”

 

Goku's eyes widened. “I'd be damned if I let you walk alone while you're in heat!” Goku growled threateningly at the thought, his eyes possessively fixing on Vegeta's.

 

Vegeta just shrugged and sipped his hot tea. Goku sighed and looked back to the window and concentrated on some club opposite the street. That didn't last long. He could scent a rich, tasty aroma wafting from Vegeta, filling the room slowly. He turned back to Vegeta. Damn, the stupid thing was subconsciously swishing its tail around the air, which made Vegeta's pheromones reach every corner of his brain. Goku couldn't tear his eyes away from the prince. Vegeta was begging to be fucked. “Damn, stop it!” frustrated he pointed at Vegeta's tail.

 

Vegeta stared at his happily waving tail behind his back. Interesting. Vegeta wrapped his tail back around his waist.

 

Goku observed his fresh claim-mark on Vegeta's tanned shoulder. It was healed, but he could perfectly see the oval tooth marked circle. He grinned, his chest puffing out in pride. Goku whimpered and put his head on the table. Unbelievable. That scent was killing him. Well…his brain at least, his nether regions were very, very alive…

 

Vegeta looked at his miserable mate. He was for sex too, but just didn't want to end up pregnant. Maybe check chemists' shops here? Nah, Kakarott might just snap and simply forget to use it. That would be so much like Kakarott…

 

Vegeta sighed, he looked at Goku again. Or maybe..? He felt himself shudder. Never. He hated kids. Except Trunks, of course. But he didn't like Trunks either when he was a screaming bundle in shitty diapers. Nightmare. No, not even for Kakarott. Never.

 

Vegeta yawned. All the worrying and the approaching heat made him tired. “I'm going to sleep.” He stood up, leaving his unfinished tea. He headed to the double bed.

 

Goku absentmindedly nodded, his eyes fixed on Vegeta's swaying hips, while the prince strolled to the bed, the silky, brown tail accompanying the prince's hips perfectly. Goku shook his head, trying to get rid of all kinds of fuzzy images. He opened the window even further to clear the air. His head slowly turned around to Vegeta by itself. He almost drooled, letting his eyes wander over Vegeta's body while the prince was undressing. He sighed in regret as the gorgeous body slipped under the covers. Goku wondered what to do: he couldn't go to sleep in one bed with Vegeta, he already could see himself spreading Vegeta's thighs, and he wouldn't be able to sleep in such a state. Goku looked at his lap. Lets take a shower.

 

After some fifteen minutes he came back to the room, his body pleasantly tingling with relief, relaxed in a numb, but very pleasant manner. Goku sighed contently. Now he could sleep with Vegeta in one bed.

 

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Vegeta lay in a bed next to Goku and wasn't able to sleep. He woke up before a good hour passed and just wasn't able to sleep. It was simply too hot. He cursed the damn city, went to the bathroom and drank a glass of cold water. Vegeta jealously looked at Goku who seemed to be sleeping like a baby. He sighed and nestled back into the bed. He tossed and turned for several minutes. Finally he gave in and simply lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. That wasn't good. Each time when he didn't have anything to occupy himself, he would end up thinking about Trunks and his possible tortures.

 

Vegeta sighed. Luckily this time his mind wasn't keen on self-denial and self-destruction. No, instead he found himself thinking that he was lucky to have such a mate as Kakarott. Kakarott was powerful, attentive, intelligent, trustworthy and sexy. He remembered their mating. He chuckled contently: he had to take a Senzu Bean after that. Of course neither of them was injured very badly. but the bruises would have drawn attention to them. Otherwise…otherwise the prince would have preferred to heal on his own, because these bruises were the proof of a good fight and fierce sex.

 

Vegeta knit his brows. He was thinking a lot about sex lately. Then he froze in disbelief - the room was vibrating from rich and intense purring. That was his purring! And then it occurred to him that it was not because of air. That it was because of the damn Saiyan heat! He stilled the sound as much as possible and tried to relax. It didn't help. Didn't help a bit. Instead he felt that the heat in his body began to rise. And after some moments more his backside began to tingle pleasantly, the slight tremors of longing going through his spine. And the purring came back again. He growled at himself angrily - he wasn't able to control his own body. He cursed Radditz mentally for not warning that the heat after the mating could be so strong. Had he known, he would have never mated under such circumstances. How was he going to rescue his son in this state?! He couldn't even concentrate enough to still that damn purring!

 

Vegeta almost moaned when the engulfing feeling trailed from the bite mark on his shoulder directly to his groin. His backside began to tingle even more. He felt the tempting wish to move his hips forward to the bed sheet. He inhaled deeply several times in order to calm himself down. That was mistake. Kakarott's scent made him dizzy. He felt like there would have been a hit delivered to his head. He didn't realize it was possible, but his purring became even louder. And he felt that his body was getting ready to get what it wanted - he was becoming wet. The ache in his backside was becoming unbearable, he grit his teeth as another racking wave of longing washed over his body.

 

Goku woke up slowly. He wasn't sure why. He turned his head to his side, where Vegeta lay. Goku was surprised to hear a loud vibrating sound coming from there. Vegeta was purring. Strange. He observed Vegeta's face. Though the prince's eyes were closed, he definitely wasn't sleeping. Goku's nose caught a very pleasant aroma wafting from Vegeta. He observed Vegeta's tail, which was trashing under sheets; it slid from under the covers and reached into his direction. Goku smiled contently when it brushed over his thigh then stomach. Then he gasped when it wrapped itself around his wrist and pulled him to its owner.

 

Goku felt a bit dizzy when a new wave of that blissful aroma reached his senses. And that rich purring! And then he realized. Heat. Vegeta was in damn heat. Full force.

 

Goku reached between Vegeta's thighs. Gods, Vegeta was leaking! His entire backside was wet! Goku quickly brought his hand to his eyes and sniffed then heaved a sigh of relief - not blood. Then suddenly his head began to spin from the inhaled scent - no, definitely not blood… He observed Vegeta's face. Vegeta was purring loudly, his body arching from some strange tremors. His hands were fisted into the bed sheets, lips parted, eyes closed. Then Goku noticed that Vegeta's hips were slightly moving, not much but he was moving. How long was he in this state?! Why didn't he say anything?!

 

“Vegeta?” Goku touched the prince's forehead. His eyes widened - Vegeta was burning up! Goku waited til Vegeta's eyes opened and his dazed sight concentrated on him. “Do you want me to..?”

 

Vegeta swallowed audibly, his purring ceasing for a moment then restarting again, only this time even louder. “Yes.” He thought he'd go mad if he didn't get rid of that throbbing ache in his backside.

 

Goku removed the sheet between them. Goku felt Vegeta's whole body shiver at the contact with the air in the room. Goku leaned to Vegeta's mouth. The kiss was hurried and he felt Vegeta pull away. Goku was a bit worried. Vegeta's eyes were still closed and he couldn't read what he did wrong.

 

“I don't think I need more foreplay,” Vegeta panted, laying his head back on the pillow. Goku felt Vegeta spreading his thighs. “A bit more and I'll drown…”

 

Oh. Goku smiled. Vegeta didn't realize he was still wearing boxers. He reached for Vegeta's waist and fidgeted with the cloth. Then Vegeta seemed to remember that part and lifted his hips, easing the task. Goku removed his own boxers. He didn't need foreplay either - Vegeta's purring and scent was driving him crazy. He looked at Vegeta's crotch and cursed himself mentally for ignorance - that must hurt. He positioned himself between Vegeta's thighs and slowly began to slide in. He gasped as suddenly Vegeta's legs wrapped around him tightly and the prince pulled him in himself in one brisk move and immediately started a pace. Goku stared at the rocking prince beneath him. Vegeta's mouth was wide open, eyes tightly shut, face concentrating in pleasure while he was pushing himself up and down. Goku could feel Vegeta's sharp nails scratching his back. He had just started and Vegeta already was nearing orgasm! But he himself felt dizzy from Vegeta's inside heat and slickness. And the heat smell was having its effects… So, this was the heat after mating he heard about…

 

Goku pressed Vegeta into the mattress with all his weight, put his head in the crook of Vegeta's shoulder and adjusted himself to Vegeta's pace. He didn't need to give any other stimulation to Vegeta - the prince's arousal was trapped between them and wasn't neglected.

 

Goku had never heard so many various sounds from Vegeta's mouth, usually Vegeta wasn't very vocal. Goku felt heat rising and pounded harder, Vegeta meeting him eagerly.

 

“Oh, fuck! Don't stop! Oh, Gods!” Vegeta tossed his head back and forth. “Ugn. Harder!” Gods, that was incredible. He was drowning in pleasure and he still didn't feel it coming. That was perfect. The heat was perfect. He groaned, moaned and purred, proclaiming his not ending pleasure to his mate who was hitting all the right places in him.

 

When Vegeta felt being slammed into the mattress, his legs wide open, his mate pounding inside him wildly he was sure he couldn't bear that heat anymore. He felt his orgasm coming.

 

“Don't finish inside me,” Vegeta groaned, feeling first waves hitting him.

 

Goku felt Vegeta tensing then suddenly the prince's body arched, a soundless scream came from Vegeta's mouth, and he felt first spurts of Vegeta's semen on his chest.

 

Goku moaned loudly, feeling tight ring of muscles clenching and unclenching around him, massaging his length. He gave several final thrusts and tried to pull away before he came. And he realized he couldn't because Vegeta's legs were still tightly wrapped around his torso, the prince's hands painfully gripping his shoulders. And Vegeta was still soundlessly spasming around him. Goku again tried to pull away, but Vegeta didn't let go. Goku grit his teeth in exertion, but then the wave came back in full force: Goku grabbed Vegeta by his hips, thrust several times and came.

 

Goku caught his breath, raised his head from Vegeta's chest and looked down. Vegeta stared at him his black eyes wide, his breath still somewhat ragged. Suddenly the prince pushed him away and bolted into the bathroom. Goku was a bit worried when Vegeta yelped at such quick detachment, and observed Vegeta's backside while he was shakily running into the bathroom, but he didn't spot any blood and felt relieved. Goku heard water running.

 

“Do you need help?” Goku asked not sure what he was supposed to do now.

 

“I think you have already helped enough!” Vegeta's loud growl wafted from the bathroom.

 

Goku hung his head. His mate was angry, and had a fucking good reason for that. What if Vegeta thinks that he purposely did that?! Goku shivered. -Probably the rest of his life he would live as a eunuch. Goku waited for Vegeta to come back from the bathroom. He uneasily fidgeted with bed sheets. Finally he heard the water stopping and after several seconds the door opened.

 

Vegeta laid down, his back to him.

 

“Vegeta, I didn't want that…” Goku slowly reached his hand to Vegeta's back.

 

“I told you not to finish inside me!” Vegeta was slightly trembling. He felt Kakarott's hand stroking his back. He knew Kakarott wasn't tricking him, but he was simply angry and afraid. The last thing that they needed was pregnancy. “Go to sleep. What's done is done.”

 

Goku was relieved. Vegeta wasn't angry with him. He pulled Vegeta closer to him and after several seconds was asleep.

 

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Goku yawned and stretched between white sheets. He blinked several times. It was morning already. He cuddled closer to sleeping Vegeta.

 

Then Goku realized something - the heat smell wasn't here. Goku smelled Vegeta again. No, the prince wasn't in heat. Goku reached to Vegeta's crotch. No erection. Goku blinked. But then that would mean that… Vegeta was pregnant.

 

Goku slowly trailed his hand to Vegeta's abdomen. Of course he still couldn't feel anything, but the simple thought about the child, about his and Vegeta's child… Goku smiled contently and kissed Vegeta's nape. But then he frowned. That wasn't good. They needed to find and rescue Trunks. Who knows what battles were waiting for them? And Vegeta was pregnant. What if he lost the child?! Shit.

 

Vegeta stirred. He opened his eyes, yawned. “Did she come back?” he asked.

 

“I don't know. Likely not, she would have come here,” Goku was worried. He pulled Vegeta onto his lap. “Do you want to eat?”

 

Vegeta shuddered. Somehow the thought about food… “No.” He felt Kakarott's hands stroking his abdomen. He leaned back, putting his head on Kakarott's shoulder and relaxed. He felt relieved, filled, sated. A bit tired, but not much. That must be the effects of the heat. And then Vegeta frowned. Heat? He wasn't in heat anymore! He gasped and tried to escape Kakarott, but the strong hands held him in place.

 

“Shhh…it's okay. We can't change anything…” Goku slowly massaged Vegeta's stomach then kissed his nape. “Relax. And you definitely need to eat something.”

 

“Fuck food! I'm fucking pregnant! Fucking unbelievable!” Vegeta hissed, trying to get away, but Goku only increased his hold. “Let me go!”

 

“Shh…what do you want to do?” Goku silently asked. Now he was afraid. What if Vegeta wanted to get rid of…? No, it can't be.

 

Vegeta stilled. Really, what did he want to do? That was the first reaction - to escape Kakarott. Now he wasn't sure why he tried that. Maybe because Kakarott caused this state, but he didn't want to escape Kakarott. No, not really.

 

Goku felt relieved when Vegeta finally calmed down. Then he felt happy when Vegeta laid his head back on his shoulder. He put his cheek to Vegeta's. “It's okay. We'll manage somehow.”

 

TBC