Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Deep Circle ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Hello, everyone! Because Vegeta's mate so nicely volunteered and already beta-read the second chapter, I'm updating faster.

 

Hello, Orchideater! Yes, exactly that's why I said that the fic is finished - I myself hate unfinished fics. You're all excited and all flushed when you finish reading someone's fic's latest chapter and then it never gets finished. You write several reviews trying to get the author moving but you get no answer. So what's the point? Be calm - my story IS finished (yes, I made quite a lot of copies and store them in Floppy discs and in my two yahoo emails, so there's hardly a possibility that it might get lost). Now it depends only from beta-reading person when I would be able to update. My job is done. Yes, blame Vegeta's Mate if you don't see the next chapter soon enough, mwhahahaha! (Heh, sorry, Vegeta's Mate, but just couldn't help myself. I'm really thankful that you agreed to beta-read ;), but hell, it's so good to say that! It's such a feeling of freedom! And everybody actually should thank my boss's wife at Lancaster Hotel who let me use her old, but working laptop otherwise this story would have been published only next year or never. Well, I'm not sure what she would say after she got to know what for what I have been using her laptop… I don't think she tolerates `gays'. Anyway, she did a good job by lending me her laptop, didn't she? (Even if she wouldn't think that… ;)

Aha. Have never heard about that To Win A Royal Heart by Kamikaze (had to look in my dictionary for the word `reminiscent' to learn that it means the same as `to remind'). Maybe I should check that To Win A Royal Heart. My fic is finished anyway, so I couldn't actually steal any ideas, could I?

Well, beta-reading isn't so hard, shouldn't be, I think so. What's there hard? *cautiously looks around awaiting flying pots and other heavy stuff*. All you would need would be to check my stupid English grammar and word's place in a sentence (my language has no such tight frames for each word, we place a word wherever we want, so sometimes (frequently) I simply put an adverb or a noun not into that place or something. My old beta told me once that I have quite interesting trait to make non-existing words exist. And yes, I absolutely ignore punctuation. Well, I don't ignore it, but it ignores me. I tend to put commas and stuff as I'm used to put them in my language (but usually you don't put a comma before word `but', well, we always put it. So I have that small problem too. Really, what's there difficult in beta reading? Whahaha, now you probably would never ever beta-read.

 

Hello, Vegeta's mate! As said I'm very grateful that you agreed to betaread. I'm sure *sternly looks around* that EVERYONE reading this fic is very grateful.

I remember that you reviewed `Come Together' several times. I'm glad you liked this one too. I hope it wouldn't be too much of a burden for you these 5 chapters. Later, as promised, I can shove the betareading on someone else's shoulders (with a hopeful faith that there would be someone to shove it on).

Thank you very much!

 

Hello, Princess Katreena! Yes, it's kind a situation where none of us would like to be. Personally I really not.

 

Deep Circle by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com) (beta-read by Vegeta's mate)

 

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

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

 

Part 2

 

Goku entered one of the three training halls on the spaceship. One thing he noticed - the Saiyans lived on board like a herd of sheep, squeezed into the tiniest cabins possible, but they had three spacious training halls…

 

The training hall actually was nothing to look at - something similar to the Gravity Room, which Vegeta used all the time. You could increase gravity, do whatever you wanted inside it - there were protective gray walls all around it, nobody would feel your ki or hear your curses. That was the first thing he did - cursed his head off. He didn't do that much back on the Earth, hell he didn't do that at all, but in these several days he caught up with the rest population of the Earth. And there was a fucking good reason! There he was - hell knew where (oh, Radditz was very nice to inform that they were just flying past Gara galaxy), with his dead brother and his own twin, whom in reality he didn't have. What's more, there was his dead father somewhere. He had no idea how he appeared here, and had no idea how to get back home. And if one rejected the possibility of a dream and the possibility of being dead - the perspectives weren't so good. As if! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! There was no fucking way he could understand what the hell was going on! Wasthis some mission?! Damn, he'd strangle Dende with his own bare hands as soon as he got back!

 

Goku sighed, slumped down on the cool floor. He spent several days on the spaceship and still hadn't managed to figure out this mystery. There were not many things that scared him, but this but having this happen did. He was afraid he might never make it home, that he'd never see his sons and his friends again.

 

He tried to remember something, to figure out what happened. Nothing. He remembered the Buu fight, then several weeks of celebration and joy followed, then passed one calm year: he lived in their old house with Chichi, he played with Goten. The day before he appeared here he remembered visiting Bulma. He had talked with Vegeta, who was depressed for some reason, and made him feel better with a spar; at least mentally. He came back late home, lay down to sleep in his bed and when he woke up he was here.

 

As if it wasn't enough that he couldn't figure out how he appeared here, he had to put up with all other Saiyans, who thought that he was crazy, very powerful, but crazy. He had made a mistake mentioning those things about Vegeta. Vegeta was a prince here, a real one this time. Nobody believed that some random guy without a name and social status had such close relationship with the prince.

 

Well, he knew his social status; Vegeta reminded him of that each day back home - third-class. But here he kept his mouth shut, before it slipped. It didn't help much, but according to his power he was being considered Elite here. He wasn't sure why, but that probably was better.

 

He asked Radditz some questions. Not much, Radditz already sent doctors to check on him after his first visit. He learned that there was a war going on between the King Cold and the Saiyan Empire. They both had various allies and alliances, but those two empires were the main power.

 

The war was coming to an end - it was almost nothing left of the Saiyan Empire. The lizards needed only to take over Vegetasei and some other allied planets and it'd be the end. But it was not so easy: Vegetasei and those other planets had protective shields around them, and any unauthorized ship or space-pod weren't able to pass it. He presumed that they were able to prevent direct fire too; otherwise Vegetasei would have been blown up long time ago.

 

The spaceship he was in rescued the warriors from Hetela planet. He had no idea where it was but he was a bit surprised to hear that they didn't stay till the very end/death, but it appeared that prince Vegeta ordered them to retreat. Vegeta probably thought that there was no point in staying and dying there while they could die defending their home planet.

 

He wasn't happy to come to such conclusion; it meant there was no hope. Space was full of those pink monstrosities, and soon they would surround Vegetasei, not letting anyone to leave or enter the planet. He would be trapped with them too. How he would get to Dragon Balls?!

 

And one thing more: he found out that Frieza was dead here. Vegeta killed him, became Legendary and killed. That was quite surprising.

 

Goku quickly looked around. Nobody. He stretched and began to perform his kata. He wanted to see if his power was back. If Cooler and King Cold were alive, and he was stuck here for long, he really would need his power. Vegeta killed Frieza, but it seemed Vegeta didn't manage to defeat Frieza's other family members. Well, Vegeta was younger here than the one back home, to be exact he was 37 years old, eight years younger than that one at home. Besides the enemy didn't sleep either - it was training and gathering power too. Maybe now he'd need to ascend to Super Saiyan three to kill Cooler or Cold.

 

Goku powered up to Super Saiyan. Whatever it was what was making him dizzy and sick earlier, was gone now, and he felt perfectly fine.

 

Goku advanced straight to Super Saiyan three. His hair grew long, eyebrows disappeared. Some kicks and punches at an invisible enemy proved that his body was in a good shape.

 

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Radditz stared at the monitor, his one hand covering his mouth in shock, other numb on the same button he had pushed in order to see if there was a free training hall to stretch his stiff muscles.

 

He saw a God. A Saiyan God.

 

Radditz finally commanded his eyes to concentrate on the side of monitor where the power level usually was shown. `ERROR' was written.

 

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Goku observed the landing field before stepping out from the spaceship; in a very extreme way his wish came true - he got to see his native planet.

 

The big red sun was setting, leaving shimmering, stewing air behind it on the reddish planet's surface, on the reddish dusts and rocks. There were several trees, some of them looked like they had been scorched. It was hot here.

 

Goku noticed that, as soon as the big sun began to slip away, its light fading, one star seemed to shine brighter. Second sun, Goku thought, exactly like Vegeta said. He faltered a moment - when was that? He didn't remember Vegeta saying that, why had he thought that?

 

There was a crowd waiting for them. Goku heard some shouts, some names. He moved closer, wanting to see the race Radditz had mentioned earlier - Naydirs. It was the most powerful and useful union Saiyans had. Radditz described them as greenish-bluish creatures with quite strange character features, such as obsessive care for their beauty, immense interest in good manners. Of course no Saiyan could understand that, they found it quite out of norm. There was a huge difference - while in a bar you could immediately recognize a Saiyan by the amount of beer that had been drank, broken chairs, tables and sculls, a Naydir would sit quietly sipping his wine, enjoy the taste and talk about what conditioner he had used this morning for his hair. But nobody could deny that Naydirs were great warriors and mostly of them even had much higher power level than average Saiyan Elite. So while the Saiyans amused themselves with jokes about Naydirs' exclusive beauty, and Naydirs were laughing themselves to death while talking about the Saiyan mess and dirtiness, the union worked perfectly. Till the very end. Now Naydirs awaited the same destiny as Saiyans - their planet was already surrounded by lizards.

 

“Finally!”

 

Radditz saw Raaven banging through the crowd, tossing several not careful enough Saiyans out of his way. Although Radditz tried to maintain a serious expression, his face lit up. It passed only about two months when he last time saw his beautiful lover, but for him it was way too long. Then Radditz paled, seeing his father standing in front of the crowd, his arms crossed, smiling at him and Kakarott. Radditz saw Raaven frown at him, and then his lover went silent, turned around and left.

 

Bardock's jaw unlocked in a very funny manner after he noticed Goku, who, due to his observations of the planet, had been lagging behind the group.

 

Goku coughed a bit nervously then tugged at his white armor, which he got from Kakarott in order to look `proper'. Well, he did look proper with his white armor and blue combat suit underneath - it really suit him - but it helped a little now, when he was standing against his father, thinking what to say.

 

“Hi,” Goku tugged at his white glove while staring at his father's breastplate.

 

Bardock nodded in answer, his eyes wandering over Goku. With the uniform on, Goku did look just like his son Kakarott, only older. “I heard you were similar, but…” Bardock brushed over his black, spiky hair, smoothing it. As soon as he let go it immediately jumped back into its original place, “…it's unbelievable…”

 

Goku shifted from one foot to another then finally dared to raise his head.

 

His father. Goku felt completely confused again - he wasn't sure how to accept all this - was Radditz really his brother? Was Bardock his father? It was almost the same when Future Trunks traveled back in time to warn them. What had Vegeta said then? That it simply felt weird to see Future Trunks as his real son? And he WAS Vegeta's son after all, only older. And this? If this was some other dimension, similar to that which Future Trunks created by traveling back in time to warn them, could he see Bardock as his real father, especially when that his other self, Kakarott, was around?

 

“I'm Bardock,” Bardock stretched out a welcoming hand to Goku.

 

“Goku,” he nodded, extending his own hand to grab and shake Bardock's. He felt all hair on his body stand up at the touch.

 

They talked a little, this and that, about the flight and attack. Bardock suggested Goku to stay at his home till he'd find a place to live, but Radditz cut his father off, saying that Goku would stay with him. Goku was a little surprised at Radditz's determined tone, but had to admit that staying with his `brother' was more closer to his heart than staying with his `father'.

 

When they reached the city itself, Goku was a bit surprised - he had expected to see barracks and training grounds everywhere. But it wasn't like that, it was a normal city except for the low standing buildings; it seemed that Saiyans preferred to be close to the ground. In his estimation there were only two houses that had more than two floors! There were narrow streets with some vehicles, carrying different kind of stuff, like clothing, armors; he even saw a carrier full of cabbages. There were plenty of vendors in the streets, and there were children playing on the streets. Somehow it felt very familiar, like an ordinary village on the Earth, only that this village was enormous in size and there were many Saiyans flying in the air, over the houses, hurrying in all different directions.

 

Goku noticed their group getting thinner and thinner - the warriors were dispersing, dropping down towards their homes or veering off in a different direction than the one that he and Radditz were heading.

 

After there was almost nothing left of the group, Goku asked Radditz about barracks. Radditz gave him a bit confused look but immediately explained that there were some barracks outside the city, but they were only for Saiyans who didn't know what to do with their lives except train. The city had plenty training halls with advisors and there were two hours of obligatory training each day, but that was it. After a Saiyan finished school (which included training, war tactics) he was already a warrior and was directed to a legion or group according to his abilities and contacted when needed. They had monthly training with their leaders, who were chosen from the best students and fighters who decided to go further and become officers. Others, after finishing school, could get the education they wanted. Whether it was to become a potter or stylist, it depended on where their heart was and how good they were at it. Fighting was in all Saiyans' blood, but not Gods do make pots - someone mortal has to do that. But of course the truly talented fighter would not be allowed to make pots - that was for a less skilled fighter.

 

Radditz told Goku that first they'd go to one of training halls where his strength would be tested and he would be directed to one of the legions. Radditz sadly chuckled at his own words, explaining that probably there now probably only one legion left overall; they didn't have enough people. Only 3,000,000 of them were left, half of whom were children, injured and old people.

 

The test was a usual procedure so Goku agreed. He wasn't sure if he needed to interfere with all of this, but somewhere deep in his soul he knew he should. It seemed that soon it was going to be the last battle.

 

The last night, if one could call the constant darkness of space `night', seen from the spaceship illuminator, he spent hours thinking if that was the reason he was here. Was he supposed to save the Saiyan race? Vegeta was the Legendary here, Vegeta killed Frieza here, but obviously he couldn't do much against Cooler and King Cold, otherwise they would have been dead long time ago. Was he supposed to finish what Vegeta had started and kill them? How strong Vegeta was here? How strong were Cooler and King Cold? Was Vegeta a completely different person here from the one he had left behind at home? Questions, questions and more questions…

 

Goku observed an enormous white building. Radditz, seeing his interest, immediately explained that this was the best training hall with the best advisors and instructors, and even the prince himself trained here when he had had enough of his imaginary opponents and wanted a real fight.

 

As Goku entered the hall he was astonished by the enormous space that seemed to be almost endless inside. The walls were built from some white material, floor decked with white tiles; he could see some cracks here and there. And then he spotted several representatives of the Naydir race. Goku felt like smiling - he should have known when the obsession with their looks was mentioned that it would be Zarbon's race. He could see the changelings training against each other and later he even saw a changeling take on two Saiyans! There were only a handful of Naydirs in the training hall, most of the beings in the hall were Saiyans.

 

There were instructors dressed in red uniforms who were shouting corrections at the fighters when a wrong move was made or a hit was taken that should have been blocked. For a short time Goku shortly wondered how many Naydirs were stuck on this planet but then decided that on their home planet it would be the same for them - they'd be surrounded too. Now there the lizards ruled the universe.

 

Goku watched Radditz have a word with one instructor. So what should he do now? This was the final stage. If he decided to intervene, he should draw attention to himself and show what he was able to do. But should he show his whole power or just keep below Super Saiyan? Hell knows what Vegeta did as another Legendary appeared. Oh, hell, Vegeta probably would try to kill him again.

 

Goku shook his head annoyed and moved in the direction of the instructor Radditz had spoken to who was now motioning for him to come over. There was an empty space for fighting. Goku stood against the instructor. He moved into his fighting stance when the instructor motioned for him. There was another instructor on his side with a scouter on his eye to measure his power level. Goku had the urge to test the scouters limits, but decided to wait until later.

 

Goku blocked the punch to his face and gave some change for the instructor, hitting him in the stomach with his right fist. The guy was slow; even Radditz was faster than that, but Goku felt his smile return as the instructor sprung from the floor to his feet, seeming to be completely fine.

 

That was not so bad. He still didn't use even a quarter of his power while fighting below the Super Saiyan level, but it was not that bad.

 

Goku blocked a kick, catching instructor's foot, which had been directed at Goku's head, twisted his arm at the same time twisting the instructor's ankle. He swept the instructor from his feet, sending him crashing to the ground.

 

Goku smiled, moving back into his trademark stance - one hand extended against his chest, other a bit over his head behind his back, his legs wide, bent at the knees. Goku was showing off.

 

Goku grinned like a madman as someone gave a command for more instructors to attack him. He blocked a fist aimed to his chest and, with the base of his palm, hit the opponent into his own chest, sending him flying. Kicked the other in the stomach, knocking him into the opposite wall. He ducked, then swept another from his feet and elbowed him in the gut. Rolled over, got to his feet, elbowed someone behind his back. Ducked, rolled over in the air, landed behind two instructors, knocked them out by hitting them on the base of their neck's. Cartwheeled, punched another, knocked someone over. Grinned again after a whole hall launched at him.

 

Goku looked around. Everybody had enough. There was no one who'd want to fight him anymore, and he still didn't need to ascend to Super Saiyan in order to defeat them all. He scratched his head while observing the mess he had made on the floor then raised his eyes at Radditz who grinned at him. Then Goku almost jumped out from his skin as someone began to applaud behind his back.

 

“Nice. Want a real challenge?”

 

Vegeta. That gruff, deep voice he'd recognize anywhere. Goku turned around, stepping back a little. It was Vegeta, the dark-eyed, dark-flamed prince.

 

Goku blinked quickly as something in his mind ticked, snapped. He suddenly saw himself at home, sitting on the grass near his old house and leaning his back at the old linden. There was Goten beside him, and Vegeta was lying on his stomach, with his head put on his arms, looking somewhere farther in the yard. Goku saw himself raise his head and smile. Saw Vegeta smile back at him. Vegeta's smile…

 

“On your knees, asshole!”

 

Goku jerked out from his weird dream. He turned to the side to see one of the instructors snarl at him. He looked around. Everyone was kneeling, well, mostly of them who were still able after he manhandled them. Naydirs were standing but their fists were pressed to their chests to express respect for royalty.

 

Should he too? Well, Goku shrugged, he didn't kneel before Vegeta at home and he wasn't going to do that now. He turned back to Vegeta. “Yes.”

 

Goku moved back into his fighting stance. Vegeta smirked, moved into his, head lowered threateningly, eyes blazing, his usual smirk plastered on his face. Goku felt himself smiling. We meet again, Vegeta…

 

As expected, Vegeta attacked first. They exchanged several punches, kicks and blows only to test each other's skills and power then began the true fight.

 

In order to keep up Goku had to raise his ki higher and higher. Vegeta was good. Goku grit his teeth as his armor cracked under Vegeta's fist. Vegeta was toying with him. Well, he was toying with Vegeta too, but still…

 

Their power was already visible - cracking, burning, flaming around them both. Goku felt a grin spread over his face - that was going to be a good fight. He could see that Vegeta thought the same, the smirk on his face widening. Damn, Vegeta was good! Despite his younger age he almost was as good as that one whom he left at home.

 

Their arms locked, Vegeta's smirk and Goku's grin turned into gritted teeth as each of them was trying to push his opponent back. Goku cursed as suddenly Vegeta planted his foot on his chest, falling on his back, bringing Goku with him throwing him over his head onto the floor. But Goku knew perfectly what Vegeta had in mind and, before Vegeta could have landed on him, Goku rolled out of from Vegeta's path. That almost broke his wrist and he yelped in pain but it didn't give Vegeta opportunity to straddle him.

 

Springing back to his feet, Goku felt his grin return. They exchanged some blows then Goku felt Vegeta power up, almost reaching Super Saiyan. Goku gave the copy of Vegeta's own smirk back to Vegeta and broke the barrier powering up to Super Saiyan and beyond. Vegeta's eyes widened in shock.

 

Goku beckoned Vegeta with his finger while winking one teal eye. “C'mon, Vegeta, you're not afraid, are you?” Goku grinned, waiting.

 

That really did it. In an instant Vegeta was matching him and beyond.

 

Their power roared, clashed. They raised it higher and higher till Goku felt Vegeta reach his limits. Vegeta was at the barrier of Super Saiyan two. Goku stopped raising his ki.

 

The battle was wonderful. Goku couldn't quit grinning. For the first time since appearing here he felt joyous. And not only because of the good fight. Vegeta was someone he knew, or thought that he knew. Vegeta was his friend back there and he had missed him. Goku grinned again. He probably didn't miss Piccolo as much as he missed Vegeta.

 

Vegeta cursed inwardly. He had been on the defensive already for three minutes. The fight was over. And although his mind still couldn't comprehend that, it was true. He cursed again, loudly this time. He then saw a hole in the tailless Saiyan's defense and hit him on the chest, sending him on the floor. And he knew, he knew the damn bastard was lying there too long, too long - his hit couldn't have done so much damage. But he had no choice now - all his best men were here watching the fight. He pinned the stranger to the ground with his weight, painfully twisting his arms. “I give up,” the fucking bastard said. Just like that.

 

Vegeta felt fury rising in his throat and snarl twitched his lips. He punched Goku into the face and wanted to do it again but Goku freed his hand from Vegeta's grasp and caught Vegeta's wrist. He roughly pulled Vegeta down to whisper into his ear.

 

“Stop it, or I'll beat you. We need to talk.”

 

“Fuck you!” With his free hand Vegeta punched Goku in the eye a second time in an effort to free himself. Once free he growled and turned to go.

 

“You won! You won!”

 

A small flame-haired boy ran at them from somewhere in the corner. He clung to Vegeta's leg.

 

Goku gasped silently. He sat up on the floor to get a better look at the boy. Did Vegeta have a son? The similarities between the two were striking.

 

Angrily Vegeta picked the boy up by his shirt and rose at his face level. “Vedeno, what the fuck you're doing here?!” he hissed at the boy who, in turn, seemed oblivious to the fact that Vegeta was showing all of the warning signs of being completely pissed off; vein in his forehead bulging, growl in his voice, and his canines bared.

 

“Father sent me to fetch you. You forgot Zarbon's mating. You're ten minutes late.”

 

“Fuck!” Vegeta dropped his little brother back to the ground. “I completely forgot that moron! Come,” he motioned with his head for Vedeno to follow. “And you,” he turned to Goku, "come to the castle at eight.”

 

“I'll be there,” Goku nodded, getting up from the floor, wondering where the hell that castle was.

 

TBC