Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ PLAYTIME ❯ Chapter Five ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Tyrana 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.19.2006 | Updated On: 09.19.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 842 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.19.2006 | Updated On: 09.19.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 842 | Status: Completed
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PLAYTIME
Chapt er Five
When Vegeta arrived at Capsule corp. after his last encounter with Kakarot, he was in a emotional state of distress. Because of all the things Kakarot had said and the new feelings he was starting to develop for the younger saiyan. He had tried to forget all his worries by getting exhausted, in the gravity room. After a while, he realized that it was useless, because he couldn't focus on his training. So he decided to take a shower. The hot water running over his skin had soothed his tense muscles and alleviated his anxiety.
He went to the balcony to contemplate the sun going down. He had always liked sunsets. The late afternoon sky showing all his rage in a display of purple and orange. The ghostly light of the dying sun casting faint shadows over a gloomy landscape. Until all those glorious colours faded and darkness conquered the entire universe. Such melancholic images matched his state of mind. And reminded him that nothing persist, but the pain of the loss was worthy if there was such beauty in death.
As the first stars twinkled and the pale moon bathed the world in a dim light, the prince, sighing, got out from his revery, and started to reflect about the last events.
He had never been in a real relationship. Not even with the annoying blue-haired woman, although they had a son. He had been in heat then, and the woman had been the only available source of relief. How he had regreted it afterwards! All had been wrong: the scent, the touch, the taste, it almost made him sick. If he wouldn't have been in that sex crazed state he would never have touched the woman.
Saiyans had his senses heightened , specially smell. Pheromones played a special part in their sexuality, specially during the heat. There were different kinds of this subtances, each one gave a especifical information : recognition of mates, fertility, willing sex partners... And the human scent was everything but alluring, quite the contrary. He couldn't understand how both species were compatible enough to reproduce when all his senses told him it didn't feel right.
In the past, everytime he had needed to satisfied his sexual appetites, he had used whoever had gotten in his way, no emotions involved.
With Kakarot things had been different from the beginning. Sure he could admit that he had been lusting after the younger male for years. Kakarot was a saiyan and quite the specimen. Who wouldn't have been attracted to such beauty? The body of a god, the face of an angel, a strong personality and the incredible amount of power that emanated from those steel muscles. Pure perfection.
But he never had indulged in his desire for the younger male. Instead, he had avoided the other, shielding himself behind his pride, trying to persuade himself that he hated the man, or at least despised him for his childish and un-saiyan behaviour. It was rather strange, because whenever he had felt a sexual attraction, nothing could stop him to get his prey. Maybe he subconsciously had known that once he would have a taste of the younger saiyan, he would had come back for more and things would have been further complicated.
All this situation were rather disturbing. He sighed and looked at the starry sky trying to get the other saiyan out of his mind, but without sucess. He shivered, not knowing if it had been because of the cold air of the night or because his inner turmoil. Anyway, he decided to come into the room and lay on his bed. It was going to be a long night, his mind wasn't going to let him get any sleep. But at least he was warm under the blankets. A false sensation of security in his cocoon, when he really was so lost.
Everything have changed, he can't deny that. Kakarot had seen his true self, and that made him felt vulnerable but, at the same time, a strange warm feeling tingling inside. He felt something stirring, something long time forgotten. The walls of his inner fortress were crumbling. And he didn't know how to handle this emotions.
Yes, Kakarot was right, he had lost so much. And in order to control the pain, he had gotten rid of all those feelings that made him weak. But doing so, he had left an emptiness that was eating his soul. He had tried to fill that inner void with other sensations, poor substitutes of something bigger, something better. Bloodlust, the thrill of being a ruthless murderer, and then his obsession to defeat and surpass his new nemesis, Kakarot. But, all those attempts weren't enough anymore. He had to remember all those lost emotions and to learn again how to feel; how to be whole, complete, again; how to be worthy of his chosen one. And he knew that Kakarot was the key.
Damn Kakarot. Since they met, the younger male had always have the ability to turn his world upside down . The one who defeated Freeza, releasing him from his enslavement and avenging their race. The first to ascend, always the hero. He had been stuck in this dull planet because of the other saiyan. He had been able to begin a new life, trying to forget his past. He wasn't anymore a heartless monster, because Kakarot had been the only one who had believed in him.
And Vegeta suddenly realized, that he had always been trying to be worthy of the blind trust that the younger saiyan had put in him from the very beginning. Trying , subconsciously, to get his approval, when he had never before cared about other people's opinions. And the last straw... this damned blasted bond.
As he had told Kakarot, during the heat he would attract many suitors. But he hadn't said that only one amongst them was destined to be his bonded mate. And Vegeta knew they were soulmates, his own behaviour during Kakarot's heat, proved it. Only a true mate would have taken care of the other's necessities and pleasure while mating as well as his own, and not only fuck him raw just to satiate his own appetite.
Ironic, how fate played. A planet destroyed, an entire race extinct, so he could meet his lifemate. Was such gain worthy of such loss? It should be. He wanted to believe it. Cause if it wasn't, nothing in this damned universe made sense. There would be no hope for any living creature.
Saiyans were a passionate, violent race. Most of the times indulging in their primal instincts : bloodlust, sex ...They were rather promiscuous, indeed. But once they met their soulmates they bonded for life. During the bonding ceremony, both partners must bite each other in the juncture between neck and shoulder, drinking as much blood as possible.
This was necessary, because in the blood there were some substances, (that had been produced in the glands of the tail and released in the bloodstream) that were only active when they penetrated in the organism of a compatible individual.
This substances catalyzed certain reactions which made possible the union of minds and souls of both partners. Thoughts, memories and emotions would flow through the new created link. Thus, both would be able to experience the feelings of the other, and could see inside each other's soul, obtaining a perfect comprehension of their other half. This mental link would make possible too, telepathic communication between them.
This substances would act too on the cerebral area responsible of the behaviour, determining the new roles they would adopt, changing their attitudes regarding the other. The dominant would be possessive and overprotective of his mate, needing always to be close to him, to avoid possible threats and rivals, and to take care of the desires and necessities of his chosen one. Also his sexual desire for his mate would be increased. And the submissive would reinforce the aspects of his perssonality which were the most attractive for his mate and also, he would need to feel the security and comfort provided by his mate's proximity.
This subtances would induce too the intermingle of their kis, surging as a different one in which was combined the characteristics of both of them, but heightened. So both mates would share the same ki, multiplying their power level.
It was the perfect union. When the bond would be complete, they would remain together for the rest of their lives, because they would need each other like they needed the air to breathe. This link was unbreakable, nothing could severe it. And it would be strengthened as time pass by. If someone or something would sucess in keeping them separated for a long time they would sufffer an unbearable pain and, finally, death. If one of the mates would die, the other too.
Kakarot's heat sould had triggered the regrowth of Vegeta's tail. But the prince knew that it hadn't be possible because of his reluctance. He wasn't ready to accept the bond with all its duties and demands. But he was worried too by the possibility of being an unworthy mate to Kakarot, he didn't know if he would be capable to give the other man the emotional support he so much needed. And it was very disturbing to be concerned about this kind of things.
But, although his tail was lacking so he can't produce the necessary substances to complete the bond, he had been shocked when he noticed that, somehow it had started to form. Yes, that was why he was so disturbed. It was evident that the bond was there. It can be seen in the so uncharacteristic way they were acting.
He noticed how both of them were picking things from each other, specially Kakarot who had been acting grumpy, irritated, agressive, like the prince would have. While he had been playful around the younger saiyan. And both of them were adopting the patterns of behaviour, proper of a bonded couple.
His dramatic change of attitude around Kakarot was enough proof. He had been more tolerant with the younger saiyan. Gods! The man had insulted him, making stinging remarks, being offensive and scathing. But he hadn't be angry, yet rather amused. He had only been enraged when Kakarot had asked him about his fear, because that was a delicate matter to him. But instead of following his impulse of beating the crap out of the younger saiyan as he would have usually do, he had just grabbed the other man, and then he had retreated. He couldn't hurt Kakarot anymore, his instinct to protect him now was very strong. And he couldn't either be harsh or cruel with the younger man.
And his constant arousal when he was around the other was too a symptom (a painful one, he didn't know how he could control that knowing that soon enogh, he couln't be apart of the youger man.)
But the most disturbing thing, was the way that Kakarot has seen inside the prince's soul. That made no sense, that kind of deep knowledge about one's mate it was only possible when the bond was fully complete. Damn! Kakarot would never cease to surprise him.
He didn't know how it was possible to form a bond in such anomalous way. Maybe it was because of the fusion while fighting Buu. It could be that they had touched each other's minds developing an incipient link. Or may be it was because they both had ascended, and as supersaiyans they had some unknown abilities. After all, all he knew about this matter was what he was taught as a child in Vegetasei or what he was told by Nappa and Raditz, and they had never known nothing about supersaiyans. But he shouldn't be surprised, if Kakarot was involved nothing was impossible, trust Kakarot to accomplish what no other could.
Anyway, he eventually would have to totally accept that the bond was there and that it had to be completed. Because if he refused, they would suffer serious physical damages and mental disorders. And it would be worst for Kakarot, who could even die. And Kakarot's wasn't the only life which would be in peril.
PLAYTIME
Chapt er Five
When Vegeta arrived at Capsule corp. after his last encounter with Kakarot, he was in a emotional state of distress. Because of all the things Kakarot had said and the new feelings he was starting to develop for the younger saiyan. He had tried to forget all his worries by getting exhausted, in the gravity room. After a while, he realized that it was useless, because he couldn't focus on his training. So he decided to take a shower. The hot water running over his skin had soothed his tense muscles and alleviated his anxiety.
He went to the balcony to contemplate the sun going down. He had always liked sunsets. The late afternoon sky showing all his rage in a display of purple and orange. The ghostly light of the dying sun casting faint shadows over a gloomy landscape. Until all those glorious colours faded and darkness conquered the entire universe. Such melancholic images matched his state of mind. And reminded him that nothing persist, but the pain of the loss was worthy if there was such beauty in death.
As the first stars twinkled and the pale moon bathed the world in a dim light, the prince, sighing, got out from his revery, and started to reflect about the last events.
He had never been in a real relationship. Not even with the annoying blue-haired woman, although they had a son. He had been in heat then, and the woman had been the only available source of relief. How he had regreted it afterwards! All had been wrong: the scent, the touch, the taste, it almost made him sick. If he wouldn't have been in that sex crazed state he would never have touched the woman.
Saiyans had his senses heightened , specially smell. Pheromones played a special part in their sexuality, specially during the heat. There were different kinds of this subtances, each one gave a especifical information : recognition of mates, fertility, willing sex partners... And the human scent was everything but alluring, quite the contrary. He couldn't understand how both species were compatible enough to reproduce when all his senses told him it didn't feel right.
In the past, everytime he had needed to satisfied his sexual appetites, he had used whoever had gotten in his way, no emotions involved.
With Kakarot things had been different from the beginning. Sure he could admit that he had been lusting after the younger male for years. Kakarot was a saiyan and quite the specimen. Who wouldn't have been attracted to such beauty? The body of a god, the face of an angel, a strong personality and the incredible amount of power that emanated from those steel muscles. Pure perfection.
But he never had indulged in his desire for the younger male. Instead, he had avoided the other, shielding himself behind his pride, trying to persuade himself that he hated the man, or at least despised him for his childish and un-saiyan behaviour. It was rather strange, because whenever he had felt a sexual attraction, nothing could stop him to get his prey. Maybe he subconsciously had known that once he would have a taste of the younger saiyan, he would had come back for more and things would have been further complicated.
All this situation were rather disturbing. He sighed and looked at the starry sky trying to get the other saiyan out of his mind, but without sucess. He shivered, not knowing if it had been because of the cold air of the night or because his inner turmoil. Anyway, he decided to come into the room and lay on his bed. It was going to be a long night, his mind wasn't going to let him get any sleep. But at least he was warm under the blankets. A false sensation of security in his cocoon, when he really was so lost.
Everything have changed, he can't deny that. Kakarot had seen his true self, and that made him felt vulnerable but, at the same time, a strange warm feeling tingling inside. He felt something stirring, something long time forgotten. The walls of his inner fortress were crumbling. And he didn't know how to handle this emotions.
Yes, Kakarot was right, he had lost so much. And in order to control the pain, he had gotten rid of all those feelings that made him weak. But doing so, he had left an emptiness that was eating his soul. He had tried to fill that inner void with other sensations, poor substitutes of something bigger, something better. Bloodlust, the thrill of being a ruthless murderer, and then his obsession to defeat and surpass his new nemesis, Kakarot. But, all those attempts weren't enough anymore. He had to remember all those lost emotions and to learn again how to feel; how to be whole, complete, again; how to be worthy of his chosen one. And he knew that Kakarot was the key.
Damn Kakarot. Since they met, the younger male had always have the ability to turn his world upside down . The one who defeated Freeza, releasing him from his enslavement and avenging their race. The first to ascend, always the hero. He had been stuck in this dull planet because of the other saiyan. He had been able to begin a new life, trying to forget his past. He wasn't anymore a heartless monster, because Kakarot had been the only one who had believed in him.
And Vegeta suddenly realized, that he had always been trying to be worthy of the blind trust that the younger saiyan had put in him from the very beginning. Trying , subconsciously, to get his approval, when he had never before cared about other people's opinions. And the last straw... this damned blasted bond.
As he had told Kakarot, during the heat he would attract many suitors. But he hadn't said that only one amongst them was destined to be his bonded mate. And Vegeta knew they were soulmates, his own behaviour during Kakarot's heat, proved it. Only a true mate would have taken care of the other's necessities and pleasure while mating as well as his own, and not only fuck him raw just to satiate his own appetite.
Ironic, how fate played. A planet destroyed, an entire race extinct, so he could meet his lifemate. Was such gain worthy of such loss? It should be. He wanted to believe it. Cause if it wasn't, nothing in this damned universe made sense. There would be no hope for any living creature.
Saiyans were a passionate, violent race. Most of the times indulging in their primal instincts : bloodlust, sex ...They were rather promiscuous, indeed. But once they met their soulmates they bonded for life. During the bonding ceremony, both partners must bite each other in the juncture between neck and shoulder, drinking as much blood as possible.
This was necessary, because in the blood there were some substances, (that had been produced in the glands of the tail and released in the bloodstream) that were only active when they penetrated in the organism of a compatible individual.
This substances catalyzed certain reactions which made possible the union of minds and souls of both partners. Thoughts, memories and emotions would flow through the new created link. Thus, both would be able to experience the feelings of the other, and could see inside each other's soul, obtaining a perfect comprehension of their other half. This mental link would make possible too, telepathic communication between them.
This substances would act too on the cerebral area responsible of the behaviour, determining the new roles they would adopt, changing their attitudes regarding the other. The dominant would be possessive and overprotective of his mate, needing always to be close to him, to avoid possible threats and rivals, and to take care of the desires and necessities of his chosen one. Also his sexual desire for his mate would be increased. And the submissive would reinforce the aspects of his perssonality which were the most attractive for his mate and also, he would need to feel the security and comfort provided by his mate's proximity.
This subtances would induce too the intermingle of their kis, surging as a different one in which was combined the characteristics of both of them, but heightened. So both mates would share the same ki, multiplying their power level.
It was the perfect union. When the bond would be complete, they would remain together for the rest of their lives, because they would need each other like they needed the air to breathe. This link was unbreakable, nothing could severe it. And it would be strengthened as time pass by. If someone or something would sucess in keeping them separated for a long time they would sufffer an unbearable pain and, finally, death. If one of the mates would die, the other too.
Kakarot's heat sould had triggered the regrowth of Vegeta's tail. But the prince knew that it hadn't be possible because of his reluctance. He wasn't ready to accept the bond with all its duties and demands. But he was worried too by the possibility of being an unworthy mate to Kakarot, he didn't know if he would be capable to give the other man the emotional support he so much needed. And it was very disturbing to be concerned about this kind of things.
But, although his tail was lacking so he can't produce the necessary substances to complete the bond, he had been shocked when he noticed that, somehow it had started to form. Yes, that was why he was so disturbed. It was evident that the bond was there. It can be seen in the so uncharacteristic way they were acting.
He noticed how both of them were picking things from each other, specially Kakarot who had been acting grumpy, irritated, agressive, like the prince would have. While he had been playful around the younger saiyan. And both of them were adopting the patterns of behaviour, proper of a bonded couple.
His dramatic change of attitude around Kakarot was enough proof. He had been more tolerant with the younger saiyan. Gods! The man had insulted him, making stinging remarks, being offensive and scathing. But he hadn't be angry, yet rather amused. He had only been enraged when Kakarot had asked him about his fear, because that was a delicate matter to him. But instead of following his impulse of beating the crap out of the younger saiyan as he would have usually do, he had just grabbed the other man, and then he had retreated. He couldn't hurt Kakarot anymore, his instinct to protect him now was very strong. And he couldn't either be harsh or cruel with the younger man.
And his constant arousal when he was around the other was too a symptom (a painful one, he didn't know how he could control that knowing that soon enogh, he couln't be apart of the youger man.)
But the most disturbing thing, was the way that Kakarot has seen inside the prince's soul. That made no sense, that kind of deep knowledge about one's mate it was only possible when the bond was fully complete. Damn! Kakarot would never cease to surprise him.
He didn't know how it was possible to form a bond in such anomalous way. Maybe it was because of the fusion while fighting Buu. It could be that they had touched each other's minds developing an incipient link. Or may be it was because they both had ascended, and as supersaiyans they had some unknown abilities. After all, all he knew about this matter was what he was taught as a child in Vegetasei or what he was told by Nappa and Raditz, and they had never known nothing about supersaiyans. But he shouldn't be surprised, if Kakarot was involved nothing was impossible, trust Kakarot to accomplish what no other could.
Anyway, he eventually would have to totally accept that the bond was there and that it had to be completed. Because if he refused, they would suffer serious physical damages and mental disorders. And it would be worst for Kakarot, who could even die. And Kakarot's wasn't the only life which would be in peril.