Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Downward Spiral ❯ Chapter Sixteen ( Chapter 16 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Warning: Lemon and yaoi.

Goku's POV

I really enjoyed Bulma's company; I'm not going to pretend that I didn't, so don't get me wrong. I mean I've known her since I was ever so young, if I ever needed a shoulder to cry on or someone to hang out with or just to talk to she was always there for me. Sometimes I didn't even need to ask for her company when I needed it, it didn't matter what had happened I knew she'd just be there ready for me despite everything. I love her, she's like the big sister I never had, and she means the world to me.

With Bulma it's as though she can make any situation go from dark and gloomy to bright and hopeful, but it just seems to drive me crazy at the moment and I can't describe why, I don't mean to seem ungrateful because I really, really love her, but she just doesn't seem to understand that there are some things that are damned to happen, something's that can't be fixed so. I mean she spent hours trying to convince me to sort things out with Chi-Chi, to arrange things so the boys would be safe and so I wouldn't need to see her anymore, but no matter what she suggested I say or do I couldn't convince her that it wasn't that simple! It wasn't that easy to just make things better with Chi, and it never would be . . .

I felt safe with Bulma, but even though I felt comfortable and her advice was great I couldn't help but feel so relieved when Vegeta came back. It felt like he and Gohan had been gone for hours, the moment he stepped through those laboratory doors my heart lifted like I never felt it, the relief just swept over me like a great wave and I nearly cried. He walked in so casually straightening his jacket with a sharp, gorgeous smirk that made me want to kiss him; he nodded to Bulma and me acknowledging us. He didn't have to say anything to make my worries disappear; just one look raised my spirits. I was safe at last. Kami, I loved him.

We spent a while in the labs with Bulma; she was cheerful enough, trying to subtly get me to say something to `Geta, but Vegeta . . . he was in a usual temper, punching the air and yelling complaints as loudly as it took to get me and Bulma to listen. Apparently Chi was quite rough with Gohan, nothing too bad from the sounds of it, demanding he study and the like, too be honest I'm worried that if he finds out that Chi attacked me again he'll become livid and take it out on her or someone else, no way can Bulma be right that it's the best thing to do; but maybe that's for the best, after all everyone seems to think Chi might get violent towards the boys, but Vegeta seems to think everything's okay . . . but if that's true then why is there another fresh cut on his chest?

Maybe he's just trying to make me feel better?

Kami! I know I should do something, I mean how can I just leave Goten and Gohan there like that? Anything could happen! But how can I say something? If I tell Vegeta he'll just become furious and try and kill Chi as soon as he hears about it, and then there's the fact it might make Chi all the more angry and she might take it out on the boys even more . . . Damn it! Who's to say she would? She's never been anything but good to them till now!

I guess all I can do is hope things turn out okay and that no one finds out anytime soon. In the meantime I can't help but worry, if anything were to happen it'd be my entire fault . . .

Normal POV

A low groan escaped Goku's lips as his chest heaved; his trousers sliding down passed his shivering legs. He gazed down at his lover, a pleased smile crossed his lips, Kami Vegeta looked like the personification of perfection, his tight, tanned muscles hone with a sheen of sweat and his hair was dark as ever in the low light of the bedroom. Moaning loudly Goku arched his back as warm hands spread over his legs and warm breath travelled over his erect member. God, it felt so good . . . He jumped slightly as the soft, moist tongue worked its way over his sensitive skin, circling him as it reached the top of its destination.

A sly smile crept over Vegeta's lips as without warning he took Goku whole, enveloping him with the heat or his mouth, sucking and licking eagerly at the being beneath him. Writhing in ecstasy Goku's groans became louder and more heated as his body pulsed in pleasure; it was like electricity was surging through him as Vegeta continued, stroking him beneath as he carried on.

As his body reached the edge he screamed in ecstasy, his whole body vibrating, shaking and shivering in absolute pleasure, his whole body seemed consumed by a fire of warmth. Through hazed eyes he looked down at the man between his legs.

“Vegeta . . .”

Slowly and gently Vegeta's hand seeped underneath Goku's shirt sending deep shivers through his spine, gently stroking his skin lightly and carefully he pulled another groan from Goku's mouth. Glancing into Vegeta's eyes Goku collapsed against the cool sheets of the bed, moaning loudly. The Saiyan Prince looked irresistible, since he came back to Capsule Corps all he wanted was quality time with Goku and if there was one thing the Prince was good at it was `quality' time, and the powerful fire in his eyes showed that well. His eyes burned with intensity as he looked into the dark orbs before him.

“Vegeta I love you.”

Locking his lips against his lovers he kissed him deeply, warring with Vegeta's muscle for power and exploring the cavern of his mouth for unseen treasures. He tasted so delicious and sweet it made him want all the more, pressing forward he moved his hands across Vegeta's arms and down to his wrists, lifting them above his head, rolling them over and pinning him against the soft fabric of the bed.

Trailing a line of soft kisses down the prince's neck he sighed. The prince's moans were the most arousing sound he could ever here. A deep groan fell from his lips as he felt his shirt being worked up over his head and thrown onto the floor. Leaning into Vegeta he smiled and made to unwrap him from his clothing.

“Goku. Wait!”

Still kissing his tanned skin lightly and stroking his muscles Goku smiled. “Why?” His hands trailed lower, massaging every inch of skin he came across.

“Kakarott!” He fell back as a sharp thud pushed against his chest, knocking him back painfully and bringing him to his senses. With dark pleading eyes he gazed sincerely at Vegeta with a begging yet sincerely worried look.

“What's wrong `Geta?”

“What's wrong?” A powerful growl let lose and he shook his head firmly, eyes glowing with absolute rage; he shoved Goku again forcefully and painfully with a powerful punch to the chest before folding his arms and glaring. “Care to explain that?”

“Explain what?” Following the Prince's gaze he glanced down, across his chest was a deep purple, blue bruise that traced over several deep gashes, and across the rest of his body lay more bruises from his earlier conversation with Chi-Chi, on his side four dark scratches stretched his skin and a weeping cut lay near his shoulder blade. Great, just great! He thought he could get away with this, after all there was no way anyone would find out . . . He totally forgot there would be these sort of situations. How would he explain this? He jumped slightly with deep fear and regret as Gohan skipped through his mind. What would happen if Gohan found out? He'd be devastated. How was he going to hide this? “Err I can explain . . .”

“Don't bother Kakarott, we both know how you got them.”

Closing his eyes slightly he gave a nervous burst of air, tensing his body at Vegeta's words. So if he knew then what was the problem? He moved his hand down his body and touched the bruise lightly, flinching he moved his hand away again quickly, the pain was pretty sharp and acute, it didn't help that Vegeta decided to punch him there twice on purpose. Why on Earth did he do that? It didn't half kill, maybe `Geta did that on purpose as revenge or just from anger.

How could Vegeta do this to himself on purpose? It still didn't make much sense. He soon realised he hadn't replied for a while and shrugged. What could he say? He couldn't ask what the problem was because he knew what was wrong, Chi should never have hurt him like that and if she could do that to him . . .

Were Goten and Gohan safe? Should he go fetch them? God, it felt like his heart was being torn in two and he knew there was nothing he could do about it. It felt so bad, like a disease eating away at him, plaguing him with insanity and melancholy, but what could he do?

“Goku? Why do you let her do this?” Great, Vegeta sounded angry too, that's all he needed was to make the one person he loved more than anything angry with him. Suddenly he felt a hand on his cheek stroking lightly and lovingly and he felt warm breath on his neck and Vegeta's head on his shoulders. “Why did you hide it from me?”

Kami . . . what could he say? “I didn't want you or Gohan to find out . . . I mean you've both been through so much - I couldn't hurt you both with this.”

“So you let it hurt you instead? What was it you said about trust? That I could trust you with anything? Well how can I trust you when you won't even admit that this is a problem? She has no right to do this! She had no reason!”

Shivering from the pain he shrugged and rested his hand on Vegeta's head, holding him lightly. What was he doing? Was there anything he could do to stop her? Maybe Vegeta was right . . . Maybe he couldn't be trusted. Maybe he was just a curse for everyone. If it wasn't for Vegeta or the cub inside him he would have ran away by now, hid far away and never come back . . . least then he'd be safe and so would everyone else. Who would worry if he'd just disappear? Maybe it was for the best . . .

“Don't think like that Goku.”

Oh right, the bond, Vegeta could hear his thoughts . . . “I'm sorry `Geta, but what can I do? I said before I can't fight her back and even if I could that'd mean she'd just take the boys away, I couldn't live without them and besides -.”

“Goku. The boys are just as much in danger as you were, look at Gohan, does he look remotely healthy or happy? The boy tried to kill himself! Part of that was from fear and desperation, it broke his heart to see that happen to you and it killed him thinking hat would happen next.”

Goku flinched sharply and held onto him more tightly. So it was his fault after all . . . Well Gohan would be an adult soon, so he'd be able to leave and maybe be with Videl and live happily, so Gohan would be okay, none of this would matter, right? But that still didn't help Goten - what if Bulma was right . . . what if she took this out on them? He had to do something.

Lifting Vegeta's head he locked eyes with the Prince. He looked so beautiful, like an idol even the gods would gladly worship. He gave the best smile he could and heaved a sigh. “What can I do though?”

“We could always bring the brats here . . .”

Goku laughed despite himself, that was quite a funny suggestion really but by the look on Vegeta's face he was serious. Pulling himself together he gave a sad, remorseful look that made Vegeta scowl. “Sorry, it's just you hate the boys, they always drive you crazy and with one more on the way I would have thought it'd be the last thing you want.”

“Well you'd owe me big time but I can think of many ways you can repay the debt.” He gave a subtle grin to indicate what he meant. “Besides I don't hate them, I can tolerate them and it's for the best really.”

“Shouldn't we ask Bulma first, I mean -.”

“I asked her earlier and she's up for it. Says it'll be nice to have someone around who understands what science is and how to use a laboratory, Gohan and her really get on. Don't worry about Goten, he has no idea about your problems or Gohan's and all he wants at heart is to play with Trunks, and he still might be upset with you for leaving but he'll get over it.”

Wincing Goku shook his head. “How am I supposed to get them to stay here? Chi will go spare! She won't just let me take them.”

“She'll have to, if she tries to go the courts she'd lose straight away, she's an abusive harpy who deserves to spend eternity in hell, besides Bulma has the best lawyers in the world.”

“I'm not going to fight with her like that! It's not right and besides she has rights to see them to . . .”

“She gave up those rights when she started hurting you like she did.”

Goku jumped as the phone rang loudly. Reaching over for it he groaned as he heard the voice - speak of the devil . . . Hanging up he shook his head. “That was Chi, apparently she had an argument with Gohan and he ran away, she thinks he's at Videl's and wants me to go get him. Goten's been crying for ages too apparently.”

“Why do you think he's crying?”

Shrugging he climbed off the bed and grabbed his shirt forcing it on painfully. Shaking his head he nodded to Vegeta. “I have to go get him, if Bulma asks -.”

“You aren't serious! Since when were you her slave! Goku -.”

“Vegeta, I have to go.”

“Why?”

“Goten used to cry whenever she'd hit me, he'd cry for hours until Gohan calmed him down. If he's crying like this then maybe . . . maybe Gohan's in trouble.”

“I'm coming with you then -.”

“No, it's okay. Wait here, I'll be back soon.”

As Goku walked out of the door Vegeta gave a subtle smirk. “Like I'll let you go alone Kakarott.” Grabbing his jacket from the floor he headed for the window and jumped.