Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Fall of the Mighty ❯ Recollections and Revelations ( Chapter 6 )

Alright!! Back after technical difficulties.

~A Word From The Bedraggled Babysitter~

YOU!!! SIT, READ, DON'T MOVE! I'VE GOT DUCKTAPE!

It's a beautiful day and I finally got to sleep through it, YAAAAYYY!! I am not a morning person! I am not even a day person! Why o why does everyone insist I be a day person?!? I am a night person, I like to go to sleep at 4:30am, is that so wrong?!? I do not like to get up at 6:00am to babysit two screaming little girls! I don't care how cute one of them is or how nice it sounds to be called "aunty Jess"! I don't care how cozy it is when they cuddle into my lap for a movie! I am a night person!! It is kind of fun to see one of their faces when I pull out the ducktape after they annoy me, though. Is it obvious that I've been getting an average of 3 hours of sleep this week? Anyway… Here we go again. What you've all been waiting for!! This is where my rating of NC-17 kicks in so don't say I didn't warn you!

I SAID SIT! RIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!! (holds up shiny strip of ducktape) YOU DID THIS TO YOURSELF.

~Aunty Rogue Is Now Going To Take A Nap, Try Not To Destroy The Place~

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It wasn't really like him to take the easy way but he'd tried once already and had few things left to loose anymore.

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*Recollections and Revelations*

Flying out the still unpatched hole he made his way across the ocean. 'It's not such a bad thing is it?'

'It's strange.'

'Strange but not bad. It's not the first time.'

'No…but that was different. It was very different and I was only a boy. I only cared about myself and there was no other choice.'

'And now you don't?' The prince sighed, shaking his head and continued on with the disturbing thoughts. 'No, I suppose it's not so bad but…'

'It's certainly not something new, you remember when you first laid eyes on him.'

'Shut up already! It has been a long time.' Still lost in conflicting thoughts, the ouji landed on an island far out in the ocean. Concealing his ki he slowly made his way to a complex nestled in the center of the dense vegetation. It was not a small island but was not large enough for habitation. He had found this place when he'd first come to earth. It had been a laboratory compound for a secretive scientist and Vegeta needed a base while he searched for the dragonballs. Needless to say, the ruthless ouji "acquired" it and it had been his secret hideaway ever since. The laboratory even had it's own unlimited power source, the volcanic gas deep below the surface. But most of all, its rocky cliffs, red sand, and black rock reminded him of home. It was beautiful. Vegeta entered the compound not bothering to use the lights, he knew his way already. In the dark he flipped a switch causing a piece of machinery to whir to life and light up brightly. The prince stripped off his clothing, stacking it neatly to the side and stepped into the regeneration tank. He would have plenty of time to think, that was all there was to do when regenerating, that and dream. With the oxygen mask in place the tank sealed around him, slowly filling up with thick liquid and turning the light to a muted green. His eyes fluttered shut as the pain faded away mercifully from his body. Back to his previous thoughts. No, it wasn't necessarily new to him. It had been a long time and his many scars had faded some but that had been different. Shame flooded the Saiyan along with the memories. It had been a long time. 'Kakarott is not like that.'

'One can never be sure.'

'Chi Chi.'

'Good point. He is definitely not like that.'

Life aboard the ice-jin's spaceship had been harsh on the young prince and he had spent most of his life there. The strong dominated the weak and Vegeta had been one of the weak. Frieza had spared him from much of the normal destructiveness but being Freiza's personal pet had not been better. Frieza enjoyed teaching his "monkey" tricks. It thrilled him that every time he brought his "sweet little prince" close to death his playmate would return stronger than before. All Vegeta ever knew was pain and pain brought him what he wanted, what he needed: strength. Someday he would be stronger and the others would be weak. He swore he would make them pay.

When he met Kakarott things changed. Kakarott was strong but he did not dominate, he showed mercy. Vegeta had never known mercy. He could not understand Kakarott and, like most beings, he sought to destroy that which he couldn't understand. Even as he tried to destroy him, Vegeta was drawn to the merciful stranger. He found himself thinking…no! He could never surrender, Kakarotto was too strong and the prince would not be dominated! It wasn't until he had died the second time that Vegeta had truly begun to understand Kakarott. In time the prince managed to put all those things behind him. Finally realized that it truly didn't matter, though he never put away his pride - his most precious possession.

And now this.

The Saiyajin dreamed. In his dreams he relived old memories. He saw Bulma, weak, willful and beautiful. He saw Frieza, invincible, terrible, and frightening in his sadistic lust. He saw others that he had not thought of or dreamt of in decades. Sometimes he was weak, unable to defend against them and sometimes he was strong and ruthlessly destroyed them. But it was always Kakarott who destroyed Frieza, Kakarott who pushed away the true horrors.

Vegeta opened his eyes. He could see daylight through the green liquid but the cycle was not yet finished in the tank. Again he lowered his ki to nothing. He knew it had fluctuated during his nightmares. Regen tanks always gave him nightmares. The surgeons had ridiculed him for it on the battleship. Kakarott would probably be along soon. Hopefully his children and the others would leave him to his privacy. The prince closed his eyes again. 'What shall I do?' He still had not come up with an answer.

Goku sat on the shore of the lake staring off into the distance. 'What is he doing?' The ki in the distance vanished and he lurched to his feet searching for it. Goku paced the shore starting to worry. 'What is he doing?' After battling his indecision for what seemed like forever Goku took to the sky still searching for the missing ki.

Vegeta calmed himself and drifted off to sleep again. This dream was familiar, He'd had it many times.

~Degraded at Frieza's hands, kneeling on the ground he could feel the clawed caresses bringing blood to flow across the surface of his body. The cold white skin felt frozen against his hot red blood. A tail wrapped around his throat cutting off air and holding him still. Gasping mouth forced open by cruel hands, Vegeta waited with closed eyes for Frieza to satisfy himself. Just as he thought he would asphyxiate air was suddenly allowed him and the cold body pressed to his, now slick with his blood. His thighs were parted around the ice-jin opening his limp body to endure the ever familiar torture. "Let me hear you scream." This is where the tormented ouji normally asserted his rebellion and hatred and suffered agony. The prince opened his eyes and mouth to deny his captor but the words died. Where the evil black smile and red eyes should have been, instead, were teal eyes and a familiar grin twisted horrifically. Yellow locks sprang forth spattered with his blood. Vegeta did scream.~

Goku, led by the spiking ki, found the island hideaway and stumbled into the strange building. Still worried, he found Vegeta floating in the greenish tank. 'Where did this come from? I thought there weren't any left.' He peered in at the severely twitching ouji wondering if he should do something. Suddenly a whirl of bubbles burst forth and a fist smashed into the reinforced surface inches from his face. Goku jerked away from the still intact glass. Both Saiyans stared at each other with wide eyes.

Vegeta screamed surrounded by a flurry of bubbles and through them the face was still there. He attacked without thinking.

Now fully awake he could only stare as he caught his breath. On the other side of the glass Kakarott was startled, nothing like the dream. 'He is not that way.'

'I know.'

He glanced up at the meter. The cycle was almost finished. Goku still stood well back from the glass. Vegeta frowned at him around the breather and closed his eyes again.

Goku had no idea what he should do now. The prince was ignoring his presence. The meter on the tank was almost up so he found a chair and waited. A short while later Goku was woken by the sound of the tank draining and opening. The nude Saiyajin emerged and Goku stood to meet him but Vegeta walked right by, not sparing him a glance. Finding a towel on the shelving next to the tank he wrapped it about his waist and gathered up his clothing. He felt Kakarott watching his every move. On his way to the door he paused beside the larger man. Raising an eyebrow but not looking at him he spoke. "Only a fool presses his face against the cage of a wild animal. The same goes for regeneration tanks." Once Vegeta reached the doorway he stopped again, this time he turned to face the silent man. "You coming or are you going to gawk the rest of the day away?" He turned and walked off. Goku jumped and hurried after. The compound was not very big but it was sparse and empty seeming. "What is this place, Vegeta?"

"An old research complex."

"How did you find it?"

Vegeta gave him a sidelong look that said 'isn't it obvious?'. "I acquired it before we met." Goku paused while the prince kept walking.

"Acquired?"

Vegeta gave no response, instead he entered a room down the hall and Goku hurried to catch up. He found Vegeta pulling on a pair of gi pants. The older man turned to study the younger. "Why?"

"Huh?" Goku was totally thrown by the question. Vegeta stepped up to him and poked him sharply repeating the question. "Why?" Any thoughts that he had gathered were scattered by the unexpected action and he stepped back. 'Vegeta just *poked* me!?!' Reflexively Goku grasped his injured stomach and stuttered nonsensically. Vegeta's face remained emotionless. The ouji closed the distance once more, this time placing both hands to Goku's chest and slamming him into the wall. "Why?" Goku's arms spread wide to either side with palms pressed to the wall as if for support. The ouji held him there for a moment. "Wh… What do you mean 'why'?" Vegeta stepped back and continued to just look at him for another moment. Then his brows drew down over narrow eyes. Goku stayed where he was until Vegeta turned and moved away. Not looking back, the prince clarified his question. "Why do you care for me? Why do you do this now?"

"I…I just do…and it's not…just now." Vegeta turned just enough to give another sidelong eyebrow arch. "I mean…well…" Goku became very uncomfortable. "I've felt this way for a while."

"And you chose now to reveal it. Did you think that in my weakness I would accept you…cling to you?"

The very notion horrified Goku. "No! Is that what you think?! I would never do something like that! You…I didn't… I don't want you to die. I don't want you to hurt. I wanted you to know that you are important. You are important to me. You always have been." The shorter Saiyan remained motionless and the taller man wilted sadly. "It doesn't matter how you feel… I'm your friend and I'll always be here for you. I Just want you to know that, but I won't let you die. I won't let you give up."

"I have no intension of going anywhere. If I were not here, if you had killed me, my grandchildren might be dead now. It seems I still have some use left." There was a pause and Vegeta sounded curious. "How long have you felt this way?"

"Um, well, I…don't know…but I was married. I tried not to think about it and then you had Bulma and…well…" Vegeta smirked. "That long."

"I… I didn't think…"

"That I would accept you? You were right, I wouldn't have." Goku cringed and turned away as if slapped. Vegeta continued, ignoring him. "I was too obsessed with strength. I could never accept you when you were so much stronger than I. I knew what would happen."

Goku blinked, confused. "Huh?" 'He thought about it back then?'

Vegeta stepped up to Goku and smirked. "You would not have liked me then, I would have been too…rough." The prince levitated until their eyes were level. Goku's eyes were as big as saucers. "As I said, I am not going anywhere…perhaps you and I can find a way to alleviate the boredom." Goku stood frozen, unsure if what he was hearing was truly reality and not daring to assume. The prince chuckled inches from his face. "Suddenly shy? Let me clarify."

Goku gasped under Vegeta's kiss and the older man took advantage by sliding his tongue past the soft lips. A moan broke from the tall man whose arms wrapped around the ouji's torso. The prince slid warm hands to cup the younger's throat while deepening their kiss. Only when he felt the man before him thump against the wall did he let up. Pulling back he gazed searchingly into Goku's eyes. For this kiss it was Goku's turn to stare but what Vegeta saw in the man's expression caused his eyes to glint predatorily. Goku's face held such happiness, such adoration that Vegeta couldn't help but feel an urge to retreat, which he quenched, steeling himself for whatever would come next. He was prepared for anything…except what happened.

Vegeta stood on the ground now and Goku slumped visibly as if his legs were giving way. Then the tall Saiyan threw himself at Vegeta, forcing the prince to catch him.

"Vegeta."

The voice was muffled against the ouji's shoulder where Goku's face was pressed but the tone of contentedness was unmistakable. Unsure what to do, the prince led Goku to the bed and sat down. "Stop that, Kakarott." Kakarott only clung tighter so he pushed him away. "You know me better than most anyone on this planet, perhaps even better than my children, yes?" His voice was quiet.

"Sure, Vegeta."

"Then STOP THAT!!!"

"Sorry." Goku was chastised but definitely not sorry.

"I am Vegeta. You had better remember that." Goku gave a shy sly smirk. "I could never forget that." He leaned extremely close, suddenly teasing. "My prince. My Ouji." The older Saiyan closed the distance between them with wide intense eyes.

"Say that again."

Goku lit up with a grin and spoke happily. "Oujisama."

Suddenly a growl erupted and Goku found himself pinned down on the bed, his ouji pressed against him, and a very obvious hardness pressed against his thigh. Sharp teeth and hot breath tickled his throat thrillingly. "Again."

"Ouji…sama." Hot lips devoured Goku's mouth and he felt Vegeta's muscular thigh grind against his own growing erection. The prince sat upright, desire plain on his normally unreadable features, his strong hands grasped Goku's shirt and ripped it apart. Tattered shreds of material landed haphazardly around them. Goku made a nonsensical sound, grabbing at Vegeta's hands that now moved to take hold of the waistband of his pants. "Vegetasama…" He gasped, suddenly unsure. He seemed almost frightened. "I…I…Umm…" He blushed.

"Well then, I suppose I will have to be gentle." The hungry look on his face spoke nothing of gentleness. Goku moaned as the other man caressed him. Strong hands, soft lips and sharp teeth attacked him, squeezing, sucking, nipping. He reached up to take hold of the smaller man but found his hands pinned above his head. "If you must grip something then grip the bed." Vegeta chastised. Feeling the prince's hard body sliding along his, Goku obeyed and dug his fingers in. Seeing obedience Vegeta continued to distract the younger man until with one fluid movement he stripped off his pants and sent them flying across the room. Before Goku realized he was naked the prince was back to occupy him again. The young man moaned at the feel of a washboard stomach pressed against his manhood. Vegeta pulled back and the bed dipped slightly but Goku scarcely noticed before a slick tongue lapped at his belly button. He gasped at the strange sensation then his whole body spasmed as hot wetness engulfed him. "Nngh!" He lifted his head to see narrow black eyes watching him with…amusement!! Never. NEVER would Goku, even in his wildest dreams, have ever imagined *this* to occur…especially with VEGETA. He couldn't believe his eyes. Their gaze stayed locked. The prince loved the pure unguarded shock on the other's gaping face. Never blinking he swirled his tongue around causing Kakarott's eyes to widen even more and him to take in a deep breath. The prince chuckled, the vibration causing his victim to twitch and expel the breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. Slowly Vegeta pulled away until only the tip remained and gently sucked swirling his tongue around the sensitive flesh. Goku's head fell back, his breathing turning ragged. Then the prince took the entire length in and Goku lost all coherent thought. "Oooohh…" The muscles of his tormentor's throat constricted and loosened around his throbbing erection causing Goku to instinctively try to buck his hips but Vegeta held him still. He lapped and sucked until Kakarott's breaths came loud and rasping then pulled away continuing to stroke the solid member with agile fingers. Goku stiffened and stuttered, leaning up to stare at his prince when he felt something slick enter him. The prince's steady gaze met his uneasy one with a hint of anticipation and even a little anxiety of his own hidden deep below. "Relax, Kakarott." A second finger joined the first causing Goku to squirm and Vegeta stroked his erection faster. "Relax." The sensation of being stroked from inside was too alien, he couldn't get his mind away from it. "P…Please Vegeta…stohaaaa…" Smirking evilly Vegeta concentrated on the newly found sensitive spot and quickly had the reluctant Saiyan moaning again. The younger man's eyes rolled back in pleasure while he tried to regather his wits. "Haaaa, Vegeta… ahh…"

"Who?" The prince queried regally. "Oujisama…" Vegeta grinned and took Goku's prominent member into his mouth, cutting off any further protest. "Oh Kami!!" This time the prince allowed the insistent thrust of the big man's hips. Each bucking motion heightened the pleasure rushing through Goku. Vegeta reveled in the sounds coming from the man writhing below him. Fighting to keep control, the prince couldn't help grinding his own painfully neglected erection against the bed. Abruptly a muffled moan broke from the prince's throat before he could stifle it. It was the first passionate sound he'd uttered yet. He couldn't wait anymore. Wrenching away from the other's straining body he grabbed hold of Kakarott's hips and positioned himself hurriedly. Goku whimpered loudly at the loss of contact and without thought reached one arm out to grab his prince but instead his hand was batted away. His eyes shot wide and his now free hand dug into the mattress causing the fabric to shred when he felt Vegeta's hot length press into him. The tall Saiyan groaned in pain through clenched teeth as the prince seated himself slowly. Pausing, Vegeta leaned down and claimed Goku's lips, giving time for them both to adjust. Once the younger relaxed some the prince gave one tiny thrust. The man below him gasped but made no protest so he drew out further and thrust again. Goku's eyes, tightly shut till now, opened to stare up at him. They were awhirl of conflicting emotions but not unhappy. Again the prince drew almost all the way out, driving home at an angle and the man below him cried out and bucked against him. Vegeta huffed a shaky breath and found a moderate rhythm which the Saiyan below him matched desperately, moaning loudly. "Aaaahh Kami… Oujiaahsamaa…" Hearing Goku's gasps fuelled the prince's heat and his pace increased. Soon the ouji was pounding into his third-class lover hard, rocking the bed. The prince was now grunting with every thrust. Something soft and fluffy reached between them sliding around the Kakarott's length and stroked firmly. Goku cried out losing his rhythm but Vegeta kept going, holding his hips steady. Goku's legs wrapped tightly around his seme giving sharp cries in time to the bucking of the prince's thrusts. Giving one last cry Goku's body tensed, spasming in orgasm and tightening almost painfully around Vegeta sending him over the edge. The prince growled harshly giving a few last thrusts before halting. Both Saiyans held still, gasping for breath. The room quieted and Vegeta drew the sheet over his sweat streaked sticky partner before removing himself to the opposite side of the bed and laying down to stare at the ceiling. At first Goku drowsed but after a few minutes he crept over to cuddle against the silent ouji. Vegeta hesitated an instant before opening his arm to cradle the larger form beside him and Goku laid his head upon the proffered shoulder. After a few minutes of silence. "Vegeta?" "Hn."

"Um, who… How did you learn…so much?"

"What do you mean?" His voice was quiet and grave. "You seem…experienced." Goku's voice was hesitant.

"One cannot live on a warship for so many years without learning a few things." The big man grew subdued. "You had many lovers in space?"

"No, none."

"None?" He was now confused. There was silence once more. Goku was about to ask further when Vegeta finally spoke. "I've learned many things that I would never have contemplated given the choice otherwise."

"Given the choice? What do you mean?"

The prince sighed. "Until now I have never bedded another male willingly."

Goku's eyes widened in horror as the implications of what Vegeta just said struck him. Vegeta was obviously well versed in sex, he'd just proved it. 'Willingly?!' Goku couldn't imagine anyone forcing Vegeta in much of anything, it was…inconceivable!! "Who?!" His voice betrayed his thoughts. Vegeta did not answer, his bland gaze still aimed toward the ceiling lost in thought. Goku leaned up into his line of sight. "Who would dare?" Finally the prince looked at him and snorted. "To 'dare' insinuates that there would be consequences. Things such as that do not exist on a warship. There is only the strong and the weak. I suppose Frieza spared me from the normal routine but that isn't saying much."

"F…Frieza?!"

"Did you never wonder why meeting you was so bitter for me? If the ice-jin bad been allowed to fuck me to near death just a few more times I would have broken the barrier to super Saiyajin and destroyed him myself. That was my only meaning left in life, to kill Frieza, and it was taken away." Goku just stared. Finally, he could not take Vegeta's steely gaze anymore, he pressed his forehead to the prince's chest. "I'm sorry." His voice was choked with emotion. "I'm sorry I didn't make him pay." Pause. "That's why you've always hated me so much."

"Hn… I did not hate you *so* much once I realized that you had no intention of taking his place." Goku's eyes shot back to his own in shock. "What?!" Vegeta hmphed and turned away to watch the ceiling distractedly. "It took me a long time to realize that I did not need to prove my strength and superiority to keep my freedom." Goku laid back down and snuggled up to the prince again, not knowing what to say. They slept for a time and Goku woke to a cold and empty bed.

I pray that this did not turn out corny. If you've read my other story then you know about the island, though I give more description here. I like my Veggie to have a nice summer home and I prefer to leave most things to the imagination since the imaginary world is always better than real life. I don't have much experience writing lemons either and only know what I have read when it comes to gay lemons. What I do know is (hehe) biting and clawing, snarling rough stuff. ;) It's too bad my significant other is rather…skittish. I have to be gentle with him. I see Vegeta as pretty rough and definitely not the kind you would expect to be *giving* a bj and with his standoffish personality I don't see how anyone else would expect it either so I figured it would be a nice surprise to Goku. Pushy and controlling yet considerate, ya think? I also added in plausible reasons for why he is the way he is. He has to have reasons for those major trust issues, you know. But where is he now? You don't think… Well… Anyway…