Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Nightmare ❯ One-Shot

A/N: I wrote this for the "Make Felix Cry" contest...but it's really not written to be sad, it's the concept.... Well, just read and find out! And it did win the third place Wooden Spork award! *grins*

The two forms moved in perfect rhythm with each other in a dance of love and lust. Sweat-slicked bodies gliding along each other gracefully, bringing pleasure with their calculated movements. Soon, too soon for the dancers, their movements became more frenzied, they began losing themselves in the heat of passion. Twin cries signaled the end of the dance for now, since both knew it was only a momentary pause and that the dance would go on for all time, just not right now. The two were exhausted from their long dancing and only wanted to find sleep in each other's arms.

"We'll always be together, Vegeta, won't we?"

"Hai, Kakarot, we will." With those comforting words as their lullaby, the two Saiyans drifted off into the welcome darkness, neither knowing what the next day would bring.

~*~*~*~*~

Goku was sitting at the computer the two men shared, now that they were living together, looking for some new yaoi fanfiction sites. He loved reading what other people wrote about him and Vegeta since it usually gave him some very delicious ideas. Sometimes he even managed to get the surly ouji to read some if they were really good. But it seemed luck wasn't with him today, as he didn't find any new sites and none of his favorites had been updated. With a groan of disappointment, he sulked into the kitchen where Vegeta was cooking their lunch. Vegeta turned to look at his downcast mate.

"What's your problem?" he huffed shortly.

"I didn't find any new yaoi today," Goku said dejectedly. Vegeta rolled his eyes in annoyment.

"Why read what people think we should be doing, when we could be off doing it?" Vegeta asked sarcastically.

"It's fun, and it gives me ideas." Vegeta looked incredulously at the younger man.

"We have the gay Kama Sutra, how many more ideas do you need?" he asked in exasperation. Goku grinned slyly at the shorter man.

"You like reading them too, admit it!" Goku said teasingly. Vegeta merely snorted. Since he hadn't actually disagreed, Goku took it to mean he liked them, but would never admit it out loud. He sighed and leaned against the white kitchen wall.

"I hope I find some tomorrow," he said wistfully.

"Hn. Baka."

~*~*~*~*~*~

The next day, Goku was dismayed to find that not only could he not find any new yaoi, but that also some of his favorite sites seemed to have mysteriously disappeared. Try as he might, he simply could not find any yaoi sites. `What's going on? Where's the yaoi? People live off this stuff! There should be tons of it out there, waiting at my fingertips to be discovered!' But, alas, he couldn't even find a simple shounen ai story. He was beginning to worry, since he practically thrived on yaoi. Without it, he would be stuck with that bitch ChiChi and have to suffer through life without Vegeta. Not able to bare the thought of it, Goku ran off in search of his mate for reassurance. He found Vegeta outside going through a complex training routine.

"Oi! Vegeta!" he called, running to his mate's side. Vegeta growled at the interruption, but stopped to see what the flustered Saiyan wanted.

"What is it, Kakarot?" he asked as he wiped the sweat from his face on a towel he had nearby.

"What would happen to us if people stopped writing yaoi?" he asked worriedly. Vegeta paused to mull over the question.

"We would no longer be able to be mates and we'd have to go back to our women. Yaoi is the only reason we can be together, without it we'd be stuck in recycled plots for cannon stories. I'd be relegated to pointless stories that set me up with Bulma in those all important three years before the androids, and you may get lucky and have a few romances with that hellcat for yourself." Goku and Vegeta both shivered at the thought. "But don't worry, Kakarot. People will always write yaoi so we can be together," the ouji said matter-of-factly. Goku enveloped the man in a bear-hug, nearly crushing Vegeta in his joy.

"I'm so glad! I don't want to ever lose you!" he cried.

"Kkkrr…aairrr!" Vegeta choked out. Goku saw his smaller mate turning blue and immediately released him. Vegeta glared at the man as he caught his breath. "For someone who doesn't want to lose me, you damn near killed me!" he growled. Goku sheepishly put his hand behind his head.

"Gomen nasai, Vegeta," he said ruefully.

"Hn. Make sure it doesn't happen again."

"I can make it up to you if you want," Goku whispered seductively as he pulled the smaller body close to his. Vegeta pushed the younger man away though.

"Not right now. I'd rather train." Goku looked at Vegeta as if he had grown a second head.

"Nani!? You'd rather train?! I can't even remember the last time you passed up sex!" Vegeta looked at him pointedly. "Okay, I can't remember the last time you passed up sex without being mad at me for something. Are you mad at me, Vegeta?" he asked nervously.

"Iie. Training just sounds better. I'm not in the mood," he said in a voice that signaled his also thought it was strange that he was rejecting Goku's advances. Goku reeled back in horror.

"Not in the mood!?" He fell to his knees and clung to Vegeta's legs as he began to weep. "Onegai, Vegeta! I need you!" Vegeta tried to shake off the clinging Saiyan, but gave in when he saw the puppy-dog eyes Goku was giving him.

"All right, Kakarot! Just get off my legs," he said in defeat. Goku looked up at him with shiny eyes.

"You mean it, Vegeta?" he asked hopefully. Vegeta rolled his eyes as he pulled his mate into his arms.

"Hai, Kakarot, let's go," he said with a rare smile as he began to lead Goku towards the house.

"Domo arigato, Vegeta," Goku said as he began to lick the older man's ear.

Vegeta smirked, "Baka."

~*~*~*~*~*~

After many rounds of love-making, Goku wandered off to look for some of his beloved yaoi while Vegeta slept peacefully. Getting frustrated with not finding any of his favorites, he went to his search engine to find some. Typing "DragonBall Z yaoi" into the search field, he clicked the "go" button and waited. The next words on the screen sent a chill through his veins. Quickly fleeing the computer chair, he dashed madly to their shared bedroom. Grabbing the sleeping Vegeta, he then made his way back to he computer. Waking up to being hauled around the house, Vegeta put up quite the struggle.

"Damn it, Kakarot! What the hell are you doing?!" he screamed in anger.

"You have to see this, Vegeta! It's awful!" Goku said shakily as he let go of the ouji to let him walk on his own.

"What is it?" asked Vegeta, now a little more worried.

"It's terrible! The internet! Look!" he pointed to the computer. Vegeta gave him a look of pure disbelief.

"You drag me out of bed, naked, to make me look at the baka internet?" he asked in a low, calm voice. Goku nodded his head hurriedly, not noticing the dangerous tone in Vegeta's voice. He also didn't notice the fist coming towards his jaw until it was too late.

"How many times do I have to tell you?! I don't want to read what some horny human has to write about us!" Vegeta yelled furiously. Goku stood back up, rubbing his aching jaw.

"Iie, Vegeta, it's not like that. Just look!" Exhaling frustratedly, Vegeta stalked over to the computer. Reading the words on the screen his whole body went numb.

"We're sorry, we found no matches to your query of "DragonBall Z yaoi." In fact, yaoi has ceased to exist. We're sorry for the inconvenience." Goku nodded, his tear-streaked face contorted in sorrow. Vegeta could only sit with his jaw agape in shock. "What the hell does this mean, Kakarot?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"It means people don't want us to be together anymore doesn't it? That they want us to spend the rest of our lives with weak women," Goku said anguishedly. Vegeta nodded sadly, but the more he thought about it, the less appalling the idea of living with Bulma sounded. In fact, he could already feel the bond he had shared with Goku being replaced by hers. He stood from the chair quickly and walked off without another word to go get dressed. `I think I'll go visit Bulma, I haven't seen her in such a long time. I'm sure she'll be glad to see me again.' Seeing the still broken man in the doorway, he paused to issue his goodbye.

"I'll be back later for my things. Goodbye," he said shortly before leaving the house and flying off in the direction of Capsule Corporation. Goku stood alone with tears still running down his face. After a few minutes, however, the tears stopped and he was filled with a new strength. He had a sudden, deep longing to go see ChiChi. He too left the house, leaving his things for a later retrieval, to find the wife he had left long ago. As he flew towards his old house in the mountains, he couldn't remember for the life of him why he had ever loved Vegeta. After all, he wasn't like that. He loved ChiChi.

Owari