Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Fall of the Mighty ❯ Frustrated Dissatisfaction a.k.a Aw Bloody Hell!! ( Chapter 4 )

~Supreme Ruler of the Fic~

I know this is a bit short but more will be up soon.

No, Vegeta does not have multiple personalities. Yes, Vegeta does argue with himself. If you have never had a decent conversation or screaming match with yourself then I pity you. You should, it's very healthy and satisfying(sort of), especially with people watching.

~Has Been Ostracized~

*Frustrated Dissatisfaction a.k.a Aw Bloody Hell!!*

Vegeta found consciousness slowly. Unlike the last time, he awoke feeling comfortable, secure, and rested. He drifted contentedly until a cool breeze ruffled his hair. Sore and stiff muscles protested but the ouji rolled onto his back despite them to see evening beginning to pour through the immense hole in the wall. He'd slept all day and his back hurt. Then he remembered. 'Damn!! How could I have fallen asleep?! In front of Kakarott! Why did I even let him touch me?!' He knew very well that he hadn't had a choice but that only made him feel worse. Slowly, carefully, he moved his stiff legs until his feet touched the floor. 'At least I am not so weak as before.' Using the nightstand he eased some of his weight onto his straining legs. They were a little numb but he could feel exactly where the trouble was at the base of his spine and it hurt. At least he was able to stand on his own now. He tried to take a step and had to catch himself. The pain increased in his lower back. With teeth gritted the prince forced another step and another until he reached his bathroom. By the time he managed to sit himself on the edge of the bath there was sweat tricking down his temples. After filling the tub with hot water Vegeta removed his sweats and climbed in to soak. 'Great! I guess I brought this on myself but that baka could have had the decency to finish it cleanly. But no, he has *other* thoughts running through his head…and getting his hands on me probably didn't help anything.'

'It did feel nice, didn't it?'

'Shut up! It doesn't matter what it felt like! All that matters is that I'm mobile again. What shall I do about him?'

'Beating him up doesn't work, never did.'

'No, but it helps. I won't have my true strength back for a while anyway.'

'Is what he did so bad?'

'YES! I … He … Not … No! This is not something I wish to deal with, let *him* obsess over it, not me. It is his problem not mine.'

'You'll have to deal with it sometime.'

'So be it, but not right now.'

After a suitably long time in the cooling water Vegeta gingerly climbed out dried and dressed in another pair of dark sweats and a blue t-shirt. His back felt better but still pained him when he walked so the Saiyajin sacrificed some of his energy to levitate most of the way from his room on the second floor to the kitchen where he could feel the others getting ready for dinner. He landed outside the room and walked in stiffly showing no sign of pain. Trunks looked up first. "Father. I was beginning to worry."

"GRANDPAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"

The exclamation was accompanied by a glomp that Vegeta had been totally unprepared for, leaving him flat on his back in an explosion of pain. In the second it took for his eyesight to clear of stars and flashing lights he found a happy child's face staring down at him. With inhuman control he forced away all thoughts of violence and pushed the pain deep down. Features now calm he greeted his only granddaughter.

"Bitch."

The little four year old grinned and hugged her grandpa tightly before being wrenched away by an extremely frightened father. Trunks stared wide-eyed at his father's composure. Vegeta had never been caught off guard like that before, especially in his own home, and it would take much less than what had just happened to send the favored grandfather on a rampage. The prince gracefully moved to a sitting position and turned a baleful glare onto his son.

"Live in fear boy, your punishment will be swift and painful. I will not harm that wench but you are fair play."

Little Naga giggled in her daddy's arms. It was so much fun to see grandpa get mad at daddy. Under five pairs of eyes Vegeta stood and stalked to the head of the table where he planted himself as if he would never move again. The wide eyes of his grandson, his daughter-in-law, and Kakarott followed his every move until the threat of eminent danger was past.

Dinner was uneventful beyond Vegeta staring down Kakarott as the man shoveled as much food as he could into his maw. When he finally noticed Vegeta's gaze burning into him the hero froze with a bowl halfway to his mouth. Still pinning the Saiyan with his eyes, Vegeta slowly, deliberately took a forkful of food to his own mouth, chewing thoroughly and swallowing with knit eyebrows. With one last glower the prince broke eye contact for the rest of the meal. Goku, suitably chastised, slowed his pace somewhat through dinner. Once finished the prince got up and walked out before anyone could stop him. Trunks turned to Goku who was finishing up the last of the food.

"Is father all right?" He knew something was definitely off with his father.

He'll be fine, don't worry." Goku assured him.

Outside:

As soon as his feet touched the grass, Vegeta let out a breathy growl and took to the air. His back throbbed painfully. 'Damn bitch!! Of all the times she could have picked! How could I have let her catch me like that?! I should have been prepared!'

'If you weren't in so much pain you would have enjoyed that.'

'If I wasn't in pain it would not have happened!' Pushing away these thoughts the Saiyajin landed with a wince and a grunt on a high bluff overlooking the ocean. Gracelessly he sank down against a large tree to watch the surf in the moonlight. It wasn't long before he felt the approach of a familiar ki.

"Hey, Vegeta, what'cha doin' out here?"

"None of your concern, Kakarott."

"Do you mind if I sit out here with you?"

"Yes, actually, but that does not make much of a difference." His voice was acidic.

"If you want me to leave just say so." Goku was unsure and a little hurt at the other's tone. Vegeta sighed in annoyance. "Do what you like, I don't care!"

Goku seated himself a few feet from the prince and looked out at the ocean. "It's beautiful." Vegeta ignored him, instead he pressed his back firmly against the tree in an attempt to relieve tense muscles. Despite the dark Goku could read the tension showing subtly on Vegeta's face. "It still hurts, doesn't it?" He reached out to grasp the prince's shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" Vegeta started to stand, slapping away the man's hand. Halfway up, though, a pained hiss broke from his throat and he sat heavily again. Goku crept closer, anxiety plain in his eyes. He knew Vegeta must be hurting greatly for him to let out even as much as that hiss. He hadn't even grunted when Naga floored him earlier. "Please, Vegeta, let me help." Vegeta was incredulous at the look of worry and sorrow on Goku's face. To think that he, he himself, the prince of Saiyajin, would ever be looked upon the way Goku now looked at him. It was weak, it was shameful, and he could not accept it. "I don't need or want your pity and I already know what *you* want." The well-meaning figure leaned back from the dry expression written on Vegeta's face and turned back to stare at the ocean with slumped shoulders. Suddenly weary of this situation, Vegeta dug his fingers into the rough bark of the tree and levered himself up onto his feet. Turning he began to walk away when a searing pain shot through his spine. He landed jarringly on his knees with a snarl. The pain was intense, overcoming his monumental pride which would have screamed at his weakness. Strong arms caught him, circling his chest and removing some of the weight from his injured frame. Vegeta stayed quiet, breathing shallowly for a few minutes. "The senzu will not be ripe tomorrow." It was not a question but Goku answered anyway. "No."

"Of course." There was a pause.

"You may put me down." Goku carefully lowered his prince down and sat indian style beside the kneeling ouji. "You just have to take it easy for a little while, Vegeta."

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

Goku frowned. "Whatever you may think of me, I do not like seeing you hurting. I am willing to do what I can to make it better…It's my fault in the first place."

"What?" The prince seemed confused.

"It's my fault you are hurt."

"You really *are* stupid. Well, if you want it you can have the blame." Vegeta chuckled lightly, surprising Goku.

"You don't blame me?"

:hmph: "I used you like I use everyone and it backfired, I should have known better than to trust you to kill me but I was a bit preoccupied at the time."

"You don't use everyone." Goku disagreed.

"Ha! Shows how much you know."

Goku smiled. "If you did then I would be giving you a back rub right now."

A look of distaste crossed the prince's face. "Using you for my own personal pleasure? I think not. You would enjoy it all together too much." His eyes narrowed suspiciously.

Goku blushed in the dark and an uncharacteristically sly smile appeared on his lips. Probably." He answered truthfully.

Vegeta's features sharpened. "…" Energy flared around the prince and he was about to fly away when Goku grasped his arm. "Wait, Vegeta. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that."

"*Saying* it isn't the problem."

"Please don't go."

"Why shouldn't I?" He growled.

The bigger man hedged for a second thinking up an excuse. "Be… Because you're still hurt and you can't let your family see you like this. What would your grandkids think?" Vegeta let his head sag forward, the man had hit just the right nerve! "Fine."

Goku inched forward and hesitantly laid his hands on Vegeta's shoulders. The muscles were once again tense and corded along his spine. Goku began his ministrations and Vegeta's head tilted back so he could look up at the night sky. Taking a deep breath, the prince expelled all the anxiety and tension he could force out of himself and accepted the situation. Again. Soon the prince was stretched out on the grass, head resting on his forearms and doffed t-shirt while Kakarott crouched over him. He did his best to forget the other's presence but couldn't ignore the hands gliding over his stiff and sore structure. It felt even better than before but Vegeta would be damned if he fell asleep this time. Pleasantly drowsy with his eyes closed the prince could still feel Goku's caresses all too well. A light tingling warmed him and after a minute his eyes fluttered open. His voice was low and quiet when he spoke. "What are you doing?"

"Huh? Nothing." Goku had thought he was asleep again.

"Leave my tail alone."

"Sorry." Goku paused awkwardly. "It's been so long since I had my tail I… I just wondered what it felt like.'

"Fine, just leave it alone. I am not a cat for you to pet my tail."

"Okay"

The tingling did not go away, though. It got stronger as Kakarott's hands smoothed over him. At one point when Kakarott's fingers bit deep into the flesh above his tail Vegeta had to choke back a moan. The prince's eyes snapped wide open and he tensed causing his back muscles to clench painfully. "Oi, Vegeta, relax! You're going to hurt yourself." With clenched teeth the prince complied. 'Damn it! I can't let him affect me like this! I can't! Shit!!' The feeling grew and Vegeta held it down with an iron will. By the time Goku relinquished him it had been conquered and squashed. Silently they both returned to C.C.

Vegeta returned to his room to sleep. During the night he experienced strange dreams that left him feeling uneasy after waking, though he couldn't remember what they were about.

Poor poor Vegeta. The universe is plotting against him…oh wait, no, it's just me. Hehe, Kaky got lucky twice in one day, Veggie let him touch! Oh boy, Geta has opened a door and who knows what is gonna walk through it, or maybe force it's way through. Keep up the reviews and suggestions, I take them all to heart. (What few of them there are) I have come to a point where I could end the fic but chances are that I would be hunted down and strung up if I do choose to stop there so feel free to give any suggestions as to a suitable ending. I am relatively open about it. Rest assured I have more chapters to add still. Thanx guys!