Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ To Hell Together ❯ Part 8 ( Chapter 8 )

Hi, LadyKATT! Thanks for your nice reviews! Have a nice reading!

Hi, maccam! No one is out of their mind. The both our beloved Saiyans are just confused. Goku is confused because he realized he is in love with Vegeta. And Vegeta is confused because…hmm…Vegeta is always confused…don't worry, you'll get your answers in this chapter or a bit later but you really will get them ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ characters.

Warnings: Yaoi - G/V.

To Hell Together by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com)

Part 8

Piccolo landed near the house. He observed the surroundings. He was surprised to see nothing had been blasted or showed any signs of a battle between two Saiyans. Actually everything looked even better than when he'd been by over a week ago. He noticed that the door was even fixed.

Piccolo had felt Goku and Vegeta's kis rise and had come to make sure they weren't killing each other. He kept his ki low in case he needed to help Goku. Now he wasn't sure what to do. He shifted from one foot to another. Something in the air was telling him that he might be unwelcome here. Suddenly his ears picked up shouting and cursing. Deciding, Piccolo knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Goku sounded edgy.

Piccolo entered, surprising both Saiyans. He had come expecting to find an angry Vegeta in need of calming. But now he saw that the one who needed the calming was…Goku. The orange dressed Saiyan stood in the middle of the room and was staring at Vegeta, his tail lashing. Piccolo looked at the prince who was seated comfortably on the bed, his hands crossed on his chest, calmly smirking at Goku. Piccolo could see that Vegeta's behaviour was pissing Goku off to no end. Piccolo sniffed the air; had they been coupling before?

"What's going on?" Piccolo asked Goku. "What did he do?"

Goku inhaled several times before speaking. "He's a mule-headed, uncivilized, rude insensitive, aggressive, hot-headed son of a bitch!" he enumerated, looking squarely at Vegeta.

"Yeah, that I know… But what did he do?" Piccolo watched the very amused prince.

Goku couldn't answer. He uncrossed his arms and lowered his head. Frowning, he looked at Vegeta. "What did you do?"

Piccolo was surprised. Goku had no idea why he was arguing with Vegeta? That was so unlike him…

Vegeta was almost to the point of laughing. He liked teasing Kakarott. He wanted to repay him for the feelings Kakarott had caused. After he had realised that Kakarott felt something for him, it had become even harder to be beside the other Saiyan. Deep in his heart, Vegeta knew the consequences it definitely would have, but he couldn't help it. The prince hated himself for it, but he liked to see the other Saiyan enraged. He looked so Saiyan when he was angry. It was even more rewarding when Kakarott couldn't decide whether to beat him to a pulp or jump his bones. "I ate your cake."

Goku thought a moment then remembered how it all started. "Yeah, he ate my cake." He realised how lame it sounded and gave a sheepish smile to Piccolo.

Piccolo slapped his forehead. He brought Goku outside, leaving the prince alone in the house. "I see he is okay. Did you find out why he attacked you?"

"More or less..."

Piccolo waited for Goku to continue but soon understood that Goku wasn't going to do so. Piccolo leaned against the well, thinking. After some time, he raised his head: "I see he is no longer aggressive, but won't it happen again?"

"No, I don't think so. We cleared everything up, and since then, nothing has happened."

Piccolo was surprised. "You mean you two actually talked? Had a conversation?"

Goku scratched his head and sighed. "I wouldn't call it a `conversation'… He just sorta let it all out. After he spilled out what was bothering him, I think he felt relieved. And then I talked, and he listened. And I think it helped a lot. He's been behaving like normal civilized…um…Saiyan? At least he hasn't tried to kill me. And that threatening growling is gone... And he isn't trying to get away…"

"And you think it's normal that he isn't trying to escape…?" Piccolo sighed at Goku's naivety. He had a feeling something was wrong here. "Anyway, how about that panic attack?" Piccolo began to get anxious about the smell wafting from Goku.

"He didn't say anything about it, but it hasn't repeated itself. I'm afraid to ask. You know Vegeta. He thinks this is a colossal weakness. He would never acknowledge that he has this problem at all…"

"So, you think he isn't dangerous anymore?"

"No," Goku shook his head. "He understands now. Like you said, he isn't aggressive around me anymore. He just teases me to no end."

"Are you both in heat or something?" Piccolo just couldn't take it any more.

"What?!" Goku looked at Piccolo, his mouth hanging open. Had he heard correctly?! He felt like he was drowning, like his heart was going to burst. Oh, GodS, was it that obvious? What could he do now?! His tail was making strange moves again. Goku almost couldn't breathe. "Wha…what are you talking about..?"

"Oh, come on! I can smell it all over the place! Is it your kind of therapy, or something? Do you fuck each other?"

"No!" Goku quickly denied, his breath hitching. Oh, GodS, this couldn't be happening! Could this possibly be any more embarrassing? He desperately wanted to be somewhere else. Think, think, think! Wait… `Each other'?!?! What was that supposed to mean?! And if Piccolo could smell him, did that mean…? "You…smell…`it'…?"

Piccolo watched Goku intently. Goku seemed like he was going to faint there on the spot. Then Piccolo realised it; Goku was terrified. He was terrified because of his longing… Goku even didn't know that he was spilling pheromones everywhere. He had no idea…And he had no idea that it was a normal thing… The Namek sat on the grass. "Yes, it is almost the same smell I registered when Gohan tried to couple with Vegeta."

"Whaaat…?" Goku's legs gave in, and he slowly fell to the grass opposite to Piccolo. Goku did not intend to go anywhere until Piccolo explained what he meant by that last remark.

Piccolo rubbed his hands, annoyed. He didn't like the topic at all. Was it his job to enlighten frustrated Saiyans?! But Goku was his friend after all, and he needed help. No matter the situation, as a friend, Piccolo felt he should give him the help he needed. "Four years ago, when Gohan hit puberty, he was so confused by his hormones that he didn't realize what he was doing. He began to make passes at Vegeta. When Vegeta didn't show any interest in him, Gohan tried to take him by force."

Goku sat there staring at Piccolo, unblinking, trying to comprehend those few sentences. That was just not possible. How..? Why..? Then… But… "What happened?" Goku leaned forward. At that time, his son had been more powerful than Vegeta. Goku still couldn't cope with the thought of Gohan having sex. Never mind about it being sex with a man. But the idea of Gohan raping Vegeta… Goku shuddered.

"Nothing, I didn't even need to intervene. Vegeta knocked the aroused boy off of himself. The rest of the time, I kept Gohan as far away from Vegeta as possible. Actually, Vegeta was very willing to cooperate. The boy had reacted to him like some kind of catalyst. After puberty, Gohan basically went back to normal, but several times a year he still shows an increased interest in Vegeta. I don't know why it happens, but I'm sure Vegeta knows. I just say it's heat."

Goku sat shell-shocked then began to rock back and forth. He needed the time for his world to rearrange itself. Vegeta. Vegeta. Vegeta. Was it a possibility...? Could it…? "So… it's…um…normal for Saiyans to like… um… another…uh… male?" Goku asked softly, his eyes glued to the ground.

"I don't know…" Piccolo felt sympathy for an obviously confused Goku. "But Vegeta reacted like it wasn't a big deal. Come to think of it, he always acts like everything is no big deal, but I think it's safe to say that he wasn't surprised by Gohan's interest in him. Besides, he reacts to you…"

"Gohan?!" Goku almost shouted in panic.

"No, you asshole! Vegeta!" Piccolo sighed.

"What do you mean, he `reacts to me?'" Goku asked, after his shock subsided. Now his hopes were skyrocketing. He leaned closer to Piccolo, inches from his face.

"I don't know what it means. Maybe his body is only reacting to your pheromones. But when I smell you, I can smell him, too." Piccolo decided that he had done more than enough to help Goku. "Anyway, if you think that he presents no danger to anyone, there's no point in keeping him here."

Goku nodded in agreement, but the thought was unpleasant. He was afraid that after he let Vegeta go, he would never see him again. Well, he had to clear up several things with the prince. But first he needed to rethink everything, settle the score with his personal monster. And he doubted he had enough courage to do it quickly.

Piccolo realised that Goku was hesitating. "Are you concerned about that panic attack? I'll say this: the best thing for Vegeta to do is for him to finally realise that he can count on us in any situation and for everything. That and he needs a good fuck!"

Goku gaped at a smirking Piccolo, turning bright red for the hundredth time that day.

Piccolo just laughed and waved goodbye before flying away. Goku thought for a moment that the Namek was like the fairy from Cinderella. Just a bit more perverse…

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Goku sat on the grass, facing the house, leaning against the well. His thoughts whirled around in his head, all about one person. So, those stupid dreams were the result of his Saiyan heritage. That monster… If his feelings towards Vegeta weren't forbidden… If it was true that Saiyans didn't look down on having sex with males… If Saiyans reacted so strongly to that smell… He might have a chance in seducing Vegeta.

Goku stared at the sky. He couldn't believe himself. When did he begin to think so differently?! Here he sat, thinking about seducing Vegeta! He rubbed his neck. No, this was stupid. Vegeta would cut his head off… Vegeta still saw him as that `third-class-bastard.' He was still unworthy in Vegeta's eyes… And what if Piccolo was wrong? Goku rubbed his temples.

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Vegeta stood next to the window. He could almost feel the turmoil in Kakarott's head. What in hell had the Namek told him?! What was wrong? Had something serious happened? He fought the urge to go to Kakarott and simply ask. Vegeta leaned back on his bed, turned the TV on, and waited for Kakarott to return. The tall Saiyan would tell him everything eventually, anyway.

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Goku went back into the house. Vegeta was asleep on the bed. Goku turned the TV off. Vegeta seemed to be suffering from lack of sleep, and Goku cursed those damn nightmares of his. He was surprised that Vegeta hadn't complained. He hadn't even said a word about it.

With Vegeta asleep, Goku decided that it was the perfect time for his little experiment. He bent down to the sleeping Saiyan and sniffed the air around him. He felt ill at ease; the act itself was so inhuman and strange... Suddenly he froze. He leaned even lower. Mmm…yes…that was what Piccolo was talking about…

Goku felt the hair on his nape stand on the end. His breath quickened, and he felt his pants tighten. The smell was so strong. How had he not sensed it before?! Now all he could see was the sprawled being on the bed. His senses were telling him that Vegeta was ready to couple. Oh, GodS! He was ready, too. And had been ready a long time ago! But Goku frowned. Of course, Vegeta should be able to smell him, too. And the prince hadn't shown any interest in him. Vegeta must have known that Goku didn't understand those pheromone signals. Vegeta should have taken first step, and he didn't… Vegeta didn't want him…

Goku stepped away from the bed and walked outside, away from that inviting smell. Goku sat next to the well again. Soon Trunks and Goten would show up. Goku hoped they were still too young to sense him or Vegeta. The boys seemed not to notice anything before, but now, when Goku could smell it himself, he thought it had to be obvious to others.

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Vegeta woke up with a start, then relaxed. The kis he felt were his son's and Goten's. He yawned and stretched himself. He still felt sleepy. Kakarott's smell lingered in the air. Vegeta yawned again. Kakarott's smell was annoying. It was driving him crazy. He growled angrily at himself. Third-class-bastard! He, the prince, wanted that third-class-bastard! It was unheard of! So what if it seemed that recently Kakarott was showing an interest towards him! He couldn't let it happen! What would he become if he accepted that third-class-moron?! What if Kakarott was doing it subconsciously? Vegeta would never be able to get over that. It would destroy his pride. It would kill him…

Vegeta got up and glanced out the window. Kakarott was still sitting there.

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Goku raised his head from his knees.

"What's going on?" Vegeta required. He had finally lost his temper and had decided to have a talk with the other Saiyan.

Goku turned pale. "Nothing. …Why do you ask?"

Vegeta snorted at him, "Do you think I'm stupid? What did that Namek tell you?"

"Nothing, he was just asking about your condition…"

Vegeta growled, annoyed. This was going to nowhere. "What did he tell you?" he tried to sound threatening.

Goku leapt to his feet. "He told me nothing, okay! Nothing! You got that? Nothing!" he snapped and turned his back to a dumbfounded Vegeta. Now it was even worse than before. Now Vegeta was forbidden to him… To see him and not be able to touch… Vegeta didn't want him. He would never accept him. Not him, that `third-class-bastard'…

"Is something wrong with Bulma?"

Goku shook his head.

"With your harpy? With Gohan?" Vegeta didn't like this guess-and-I'll-shake-my-head game. He started to growl. "Stop teasing me!"

"Vegeta, this isn't your concern!" Goku said moving farther away from him. The boys would be here soon.

Vegeta clenched his fists. Everything that bothered that orange-clad Saiyan was his concern! He felt aggravated and angry. Why did he care for Kakarott?! Why?! He wasn't worth it… Vegeta snorted inwardly at himself. Stupid! He, the Prince of All Saiyans, was stupid! The denial didn't help anymore. It didn't help after he saw that Kakarott felt something for him… So he did care for that moron, so what! His pride had to accept the fact!

TBC