Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Separation ❯ Rain and Lightening ( Prologue )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: RhymingReader 
Goku and Vegeta are sparring one afternoon. A storm sets in and Goku notices something is out of place, but isn't quite sure what. What will happen? Read and find out my friends.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.20.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 568 | Visits: 471 | Status: Work In Progress
Goku and Vegeta are sparring one afternoon. A storm sets in and Goku notices something is out of place, but isn't quite sure what. What will happen? Read and find out my friends.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.20.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 568 | Visits: 471 | Status: Work In Progress
Separation
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ. I wish that I did, but I don't. So no confusion there! ^-^;
Rain and Lightening
Vegeta and Goku were out sparring one day by a lake. When they sparred it was like the whole world didn't matter anymore. It was just them. Time seemed to freeze at moments. Vegeta wasn't the person that he used to be. No, now he was kind and understanding...well, if you can make him see a good reason to be. Okay, okay, so he hasn't changed that much, but you could still see him as nice. Goku was still the same, sweet person he was before, but Vegeta had started to rub off on him. He could be so Sayjin like sometimes that it was almost unbelievable that it was Goku.
Goku smashed to the ground with an unimaginable force and skidded through a few yards of dirt before finally coming to a halt. He huffed and looked unseeing into the gray of the sky. Vegeta lowered himself slowly to the ground and walked the short distance over to Goku. "Kakarott? Are you okay?" Vegeta asked leaning over the tall sayjin. Goku slowly nodded his head and sat up. A bond had started to grow between them over the past couple of years. Chi Chi and Bulma had died from a terrible disease, and much of the Z-Shenshi had as well. Goten, Trunks, Piccolo, and Gohan the only ones beside them self's that had servived. Vegeta quietly sat down beside Goku and looked out into the trees where he was looking. "Storms coming," Vegeta stated matter of fact tone. Goku nodded curtly and sighed. He could smell the sweet smell of a summer rain, but it had an interesting tang to it.
"Vegeta, can I ask you something?" Goku asked him hesitantly and slowly. "Yes, of course Kakarott," Goku faltered a moment musing on what to say. "What happened to make Vegeta-Sei be blown up? I mean...I know it was blown up by Freezia, but why did he do it? A grudge?" Vegeta sighed and pondered what to tell the simple man. Life seemed to be laid out before Goku, and it just fell into his hands when ready. But Vegeta had a much more harder, horrible life. He had to live with fighting himself almost every morning. He hated himself sometimes. Finally he just decided that he would tell Goku another time. "Another time, Kakarott, another time," He said softly, almost tenderly. Goku looked over at his prince as the rain started to softly poor. Vegeta slowly got up and offered Goku and helping hand. He had pain written all over his face and Vegeta could see it plainly. The pain of loss, the pain of need and want. Goku took his hand and let himself be pulled up by the smaller of the two. Instead of letting go of Goku's hand Vegeta held on a little longer and rubbed his thumb over the knuckles of the other mad and the let go. They stood like that in the rain for a little while longer just starring into the other eyes and coming to a conclusion. Before they hand another chance to say something a flash of pinkish blueish lightening came between the two and the world changed colors. They had been separated from each other and trapped in two utterly different places.
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ. I wish that I did, but I don't. So no confusion there! ^-^;
Rain and Lightening
Vegeta and Goku were out sparring one day by a lake. When they sparred it was like the whole world didn't matter anymore. It was just them. Time seemed to freeze at moments. Vegeta wasn't the person that he used to be. No, now he was kind and understanding...well, if you can make him see a good reason to be. Okay, okay, so he hasn't changed that much, but you could still see him as nice. Goku was still the same, sweet person he was before, but Vegeta had started to rub off on him. He could be so Sayjin like sometimes that it was almost unbelievable that it was Goku.
Goku smashed to the ground with an unimaginable force and skidded through a few yards of dirt before finally coming to a halt. He huffed and looked unseeing into the gray of the sky. Vegeta lowered himself slowly to the ground and walked the short distance over to Goku. "Kakarott? Are you okay?" Vegeta asked leaning over the tall sayjin. Goku slowly nodded his head and sat up. A bond had started to grow between them over the past couple of years. Chi Chi and Bulma had died from a terrible disease, and much of the Z-Shenshi had as well. Goten, Trunks, Piccolo, and Gohan the only ones beside them self's that had servived. Vegeta quietly sat down beside Goku and looked out into the trees where he was looking. "Storms coming," Vegeta stated matter of fact tone. Goku nodded curtly and sighed. He could smell the sweet smell of a summer rain, but it had an interesting tang to it.
"Vegeta, can I ask you something?" Goku asked him hesitantly and slowly. "Yes, of course Kakarott," Goku faltered a moment musing on what to say. "What happened to make Vegeta-Sei be blown up? I mean...I know it was blown up by Freezia, but why did he do it? A grudge?" Vegeta sighed and pondered what to tell the simple man. Life seemed to be laid out before Goku, and it just fell into his hands when ready. But Vegeta had a much more harder, horrible life. He had to live with fighting himself almost every morning. He hated himself sometimes. Finally he just decided that he would tell Goku another time. "Another time, Kakarott, another time," He said softly, almost tenderly. Goku looked over at his prince as the rain started to softly poor. Vegeta slowly got up and offered Goku and helping hand. He had pain written all over his face and Vegeta could see it plainly. The pain of loss, the pain of need and want. Goku took his hand and let himself be pulled up by the smaller of the two. Instead of letting go of Goku's hand Vegeta held on a little longer and rubbed his thumb over the knuckles of the other mad and the let go. They stood like that in the rain for a little while longer just starring into the other eyes and coming to a conclusion. Before they hand another chance to say something a flash of pinkish blueish lightening came between the two and the world changed colors. They had been separated from each other and trapped in two utterly different places.