Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ That'll Do, Son. ❯ Omg, The Story Almost Begins ( Chapter 13 )

A/n: ::points at hits counter:: ....O_O; Over 1000! ^_________________^ Many thanks to Agent 182 for being all inspirational on this one and for parts of the whole plot, and also for teaching me how to not be retarded. ^^ This chapter jumps around a little... but I think you can handle it.

Chapter Lucky 13: Omg, The Story's Actually Beginning...Almost

Goku's eyes lit up as he stood from the roof and brushed dust and pieces of roof from his butt. He picked up the plate and stared down at his reclined brother, who was smirking victoriously and tapping his tail tip against the shingles. "Really? Foolproof?"

Radditz purred and nodded. "King Yama said that you had to get out yourself, right?"

Goku nodded and hopped down from the roof; his brother followed. "Pretty loudly, too."

As they walked through the kitchen door, Radditz took the plate from Goku's hands and placed it in the sink. He turned, curled his tail around his own knee, and smirked mysteriously. "Did he specify any rules of any sort? Any restrictions?"

"No, just 'Go to hell, come back on your own.'"

"So... If you got help from a few people... But they didn't really get you out of hell... you'd still be okay?"

Goku threw his elder a suspicious glance. "What are you thinking...?"

Radditz plopped down in a chair and motioned Goku towards the one in front of him. After his little brother sat down, Radditz paused for effect before grinning. "Having been down here for a while, I've developed some...connections, if you will. These connections of mine have been around the block quite a few times, and could probably give us some wicked advice as well as maybe... giving us a push in the right direction. I don't, however, know what we'll have to do, though. So I can't really tell you what we'd be getting ourselves into."

Goku stared at his brother for a moment before chuckling deeply, earning himself a look of confusion from his brother. "Once again, I underestimated you, Radditz, and once again you've proven me wrong. I can't believe you, you dirty bastard."

The elder saiyan grinned wolfishly. "So you're with me on this?"

"If it'll get me out of here, then of course I am."

Radditz smiled -actually smiled-and stood. "Then let's get some supplies, and start on our way, shall we?"

Goku nodded and stood. He was finally going to get out of there!

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Turles sat on a large boulder and frowned. He was plopped down on a cliff that overlooked the Sea of Souls; the waves that crashed upon the base calmed him slightly. His tail fur was ruffled and his hair spiked a little more, making his irritation apparent. He didn't know for sure what had gotten him so upset... Maybe it was the fact that Bardock was trying to steal Toma back, or the fact that Toma might just give in... Or maybe it was something else altogether. Like he said, he didn't know.

Suddenly, a pair of hands smoothed the fur on his tail from base to tip. He shuddered violently and turned to deck whoever had just violated him so.

"I thought you'd be here."

"T-Toma?" There were lips upon his. Although he was shocked, he could never refuse the other man, and so he thread his fingers through Toma's hair and crushed the man against him. They kissed until their tongues were tired, and then separated. "You came back... to me?"

"Yeah. I realized where my priorities lay now." There was a hard edge to his voice and his eyes flashed a bit.

Score. Turles hugged Toma against him, taking note that Toma wasn't wearing armor, but a simple gi made out of silk and leather. It felt good to feel body heat against him again, and he laid his cheek on the top of his lover's head. "Can I call you Chibi now?"

"Call me whatever you want, Turles, just don't call me late for dinner."

Turles started and looked down at the head against his chest in shock. Toma tilted his head back and grinned impishly, causing the hilarity of the moment to sink in. Turles cracked up. "I can't believe you just said that! That's so... not funny!"

Toma chuckled and poked Turles in the chest. "Then why are you laughing so hard? Huh?"

Turles grinned evilly and pounced Toma, causing them to roll a bit. Toma's larger weight caused him to gain control, however, and they landed with him on top. Turles growled softly. "Damn you."

"Too late." He leaned down and planted a soft kiss onto Turles' lips and allowed himself a small, secret smile. He brushed the spiky bands in front of him aside and murmured, "Though, you can have the leftovers if you want."

Turles swallowed his tongue and tried not to think about Bardock having done the same thing. Indirect incest really wasn't his thing.

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Vegeta slept.

He was nude to the waist, covered only by a thin pair of sparring shorts he kept on him in case of emergency. The saiyan prince was spread eagle over a small section of yard that he had cleared around his newfound dojo. The sky was quite clear, allowing billions of stars to shine upon the little ouji, but he was unaware, and slept on. His dreams haunted him, but weren't quite...nightmares...

***"Come on, Kakarotto! Can't you take it?" Vegeta slapped at Goku with his tail once more, this time across the shoulders. The touch, the battle, the rush... It was all driving him insane, but he kept at it. He could tell he was having an effect on his sparring partner as well, as Goku's breath became haggard and his eyes narrowed a bit. Goku growled softly and slapped back with his own tail, hitting Vegeta on the thigh and wrapping it around once or twice, holding him hostage. The feel of stiff fur rubbing at his leg through the spandex of his training outfit so close to his manhood damn near drove him over the edge, so he reached forward and grabbed the younger saiyan by the shoulder, pulling him forward so that they touched at the chest.

Goku growled loudly and pushed on Vegeta's chest, separating them a few inches, but Vegeta's tail wrapped around his back and kept him steady. Defiance was clear in the younger man's eyes, as was desire, and Vegeta realized that he was winning. Goku curled his lip. The game was not over! "I can, Vegeta. Can you?" He brought his tail up from Vegeta's thigh and ran it across his prince's collarbones, drawing a path of musk across the man's chest.***

Under the moonlight, Vegeta's fingertips subconsciously drew across that very path before trailing southward. He whispered slightly. "Kakarotto..."

***"Kakarotto... You have changed much since our first meeting, ne?" Vegeta's tail tightened, bringing them chest-to-chest once more. Goku gasped when he felt the tip of a foreign tail rub roughly at the base of his own, and his eyes rolled back and his head forward onto Vegeta's shoulder. The prince smirked and leaned down to lick his lips next to Goku's ear, knowing that the savior could hear his tongue drag across them, before whispering oh-so-quietly, "Have you now realized that you are not human, Kakarotto? That you do not belong?" He ran his hands from Goku's armpits down to the man's waist and back up again before purring and licking at the earlobe of his subject. His hands slipped around to palm his shoulder blades, and his tail never stopped the rubbing motion that seemed to have Goku paralyzed.

Goku purred and planted feathery kisses up the neck of his prince, allowing his tongue to sneak out and lap at a few drops of blood that had appeared as a result of a few cuts from sparring. He pulled at Vegeta's earlobe traced the edge of the rest of the ear with his nose. "Aa, my prince, I have realized. I am saiyan, Vegeta. And I am proud."***

Vegeta moaned and yanked at the cloth near his crotch, trying to find his raging steel in his slumber. Eventually, his fingers found the right direction, and he soon tugged and pulled on himself, though never waking.

***The Prince of All Saiyans moaned quietly and threaded his fingers into the thick hair on the back of Goku's head. He then formed a fist, causing his only subject to gasp near silently and look up at him with hooded eyes and swollen lips. "Say it again, Kakarotto."

"N-nani?"

"My name, Kakarotto... Say my name."

Goku purred deep in his belly. "Prince Vegeta." At Vegeta's moan, he continued. "I am yours, prince." Vegeta let go of Goku's hair and placed his hand on the groove of Goku's shoulder instead. The world's savior leaned forward and latched onto the soft hollow of his prince's throat, never halting his purr, but pausing every once in a while to continue his verbal seduction. "My sullen prince... divine... It is an honor to serve you, Vegeta." He nipped at the flesh covering the collarbones he scented earlier, soothing a few small abrasions with the tip of a moistened tongue. "What would you do with me, prince, if I were so inclined to submit?"

At the word submit, Vegeta growled and tightened his tail even further. "Kakarotto...Mine..."

Goku smirked and drew a small pattern down the crease formed by Vegeta's pectorals, breathing hot, moist breath over it when he got to the end. His tongue snuck out and flicked over a pair of petal soft lips that formed a smirk and parted. "What would you do, Vegeta, if there were no limits? If I were completely at your mercy..." He moved slightly to the left and grabbed a dusky nipple between his teeth. His tongue laved at the tip of the flesh before he sucked slightly and let go. "If I were totally obedient to your order..."

"Hn... as you sh-should be..."***

Vegeta growled and rolled onto his side, thrusting into his hand. His free hand teased according to his dream, causing him to confuse reality and unconsciousness that much easier.

***Goku treated its mate the same way for a bit longer, letting his fingers roam free upon Vegeta's body. They dipped and smoothed and caressed, squeezing taut muscles and massaging in their wake. Vegeta suddenly growled and tore Goku's head from his chest. "Enough of this, Kakarotto. You are mine for me to do with as I wish, and so I shall. Get on your knees with your hands behind you and keep your head down. I'd like to see what I've been missing out on."

Goku gradually lowered himself to the ground and kneeled with one knee first, bringing the tip of his tail over the tent at his crotch and making his arousal very apparent. He then brought his other knee to the ground, though he did it in a way that his legs spread wide in front of Vegeta before his knee hit the ground. His hands smoothed their way across his chest, fingers pressing into all of the grooves of his muscle before they met behind his back and above his tail, his knees still a good two feet apart. He ran his tongue over his upper lip once again and lowered his head and eyes quickly enough so as to not rouse suspicion of defiance, but not so quickly that he missed the look of absolute hunger in Vegeta's eyes. He felt the smirk radiating from his prince, and it stirred his loins. Aggressively.***

Vegeta gasped and erupted, his essence shooting from the head of his manhood violently. His body curled in on itself and he grit his teeth, milking the orgasm for all its worth. His body shivered and his eyes peeled open, his breath coming out in large gasps. Vegeta looked down at his hand and thighs and heaved a sigh before resting the side of his head onto the ground. This wasn't the first time he had woken up like this, and he had a hunch that it wouldn't be his last, either.

Tucking himself back in, he sat up and rubbed his forehead. He had been outside stargazing when he must have fallen asleep. Wondering what time it was and if it was worth it to try and go back to sleep, he stood and brushed himself off before cleaning off his hands and walking inside. His senses were immediately hit with the scent of wet paint, and he sneezed a few times to try and clear it. He was rather proud of himself, regardless, as he had done an immaculate job (as usual).

Tomorrow, he was going to start repairing and painting the outside. The project was good for him, he decided. He knew Bulma would be spitting mad when he went back home, but it just made for better makeup sex. His thoughts flew back to the dream he had last night and he glanced at the picture hanging on the wall remorsefully.

That bastard really wouldn't leave him alone.

And he loved it.

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A/n: Yeah, I know it was short and unproductive, but it was just kind of a smutty filler chapter to let you know Vegeta still exists, and also to set the precedent for chapter 14, which is pretty much gonna be all Goku and Radditz getting themselves into some deep shit. ^__^ Review and gimme some ideas on what tricks they should be played with before they're sent in the right direction, ne? Maybe I'll even use some of 'em... *hint, hint*

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