Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ To Hell Together ❯ Part 9 ( Chapter 9 )

Hi, mlf! Hmm...I didn't know the story is so difficult… Okay, I'll explain: Goku loves Vegeta. Vegeta is beginning to understand that. Vegeta has feelings for Goku too (isn't that obvious?!)And this chapter will answer why Vegeta didn't try to work on his feeling to Goku earlier.

And Chichi…Fuck Chichi! Why do you need her?! In tenth chapter Goku will explain to Vegeta what's going on between Chichi and him. After that all questions about Chichi should be answered.

Hi, NSBVEGETA! Glad you like the story! Thanks for your review!

Hi, LadyKATT! Yeah…who will make the first move…that's a question… I won't tell you ;) patience and you'll know soon!

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ characters.

Warnings: Yaoi - G/V.

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

Part 9

Goku woke up to a sudden ki rise. He tumbled out of bed before being fully awake. It was Vegeta's! He was outside! Goku shot in that direction, almost taking the door with him.

Vegeta heard a racket and froze in the middle of his kata. He had been here more than a week, and his body was completely healed. He had decided that that was enough time to be idle.

He slowly turned around. Kakarott was staring at him. "What? I'm not allowed to train?!" Vegeta lowered his head in a threatening manner. This was too much! Okay, he could deal with Kakarott keeping him here. But now Kakarott wanted to control his activity!

But the other Saiyan shook his head and smiled sheepishly. "No, you can train as much as you want. I just thought you were flying away…"

Vegeta continued his kata. "Moron, if I was trying to escape, I would already be on the opposite side of the Earth!"

Goku sat on the ground and leaned back against the house, oblivious to the fact that he was only wearing boxers. He was completely focused on Vegeta. Of course Vegeta was right. What was more, he had no right to keep him here. Vegeta wasn't aggressive anymore. He hadn't threatened him or anyone else.

Goku followed Vegeta's every movement. Graceful. Exact moves, graceful and flowing. Sweat ran down the prince's naked back. Every move, every breath he made was measured. The muscles beneath his skin tightened and loosened, reminiscent of a choppy sea illuminated by the sun. Goku watched the lithe and well-toned figure, not daring to even budge. Goku licked his lips. Suddenly he realized he was thinking about Piccolo's second tip.

"Don't you have anything to do? Go eat or something," Vegeta felt slightly unnerved by Goku's stare. It was making his skin tingle, and the feeling threatened to turn into something less innocent.

"Actually… Do you want to spar with me?" Goku asked, his eyes returning to look at Vegeta's face.

Vegeta froze for a second then proceeded to kick his invisible opponent. "Hn. Yes, I do."

Goku blinked, surprised. Well, that was easy. "Ok, I'll make breakfast first, though. What do you want?"

Vegeta shook his head. "I've already eaten. I left some fried chicken and rice for you." Vegeta snorted at Kakarott who was staring at him openmouthed. "What?!"

"Nothing…" Goku stammered and went inside almost tripping over the step. What the hell was going on?!

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Vegeta blocked Goku's punch and responded with a blow to his stomach. Goku crooked from the pain and gasped for air. He waited for another blow to come, but Vegeta just hovered several meters away from him, waiting for him to recover.

"Vegeta, are you feeling Ok?"

Vegeta knit his brows. Moron! He powered up to Super Saiyan. "Never felt better!" He roared and launched at Kakarott.

Goku was happy. That's what he wanted to see! That's what he wanted to feel; the challenge! He powered up to match Vegeta and with one hand caught Vegeta's fist. His other hand caught the next punch. Vegeta struggled to get free. He went to Super Saiyan Two.

"What's going on?!" Piccolo shouted, startling Goku. It gave Vegeta the perfect chance to send the other Saiyan to the ground with one hit.

Vegeta felt Piccolo's intense gaze on his back. After a second, Kakarott was on his feet again. "Kakarott, tell your bodyguard to go to hell!"

Goku rubbed his head. He had fallen hard. The hole in the ground was almost one meter deep. He rubbed his head again. "Ow, Vegeta. That hurt!" he complained.

"Stop whining! You wanted to spar!"

Piccolo suddenly realized the fight was a mutual agreement between the two Saiyans. Vegeta didn't seem to be trying to kill Goku. Actually, he was rather playful. Goku flew over to the Namek.

"We were just sparring."

Piccolo nodded his head. "I see. Did you tell him?"

"What?" Goku felt his cheeks blush.

"No, not that. Did you tell him he may go?"

"I'll tell him after this spar."

Piccolo narrowed his eyes at Goku. "You have no right in keeping him here!"

"Do you think I'm going to shackle him down or something?!" Goku was aggravated and almost shouted.

"No, but tell him today. Otherwise I'll tell…" With that Piccolo nodded to Vegeta and flew away.

Vegeta moved closer to Goku. Vegeta could put up with only one weakness - curiosity. "What's going on? Every time he shows up, you act strange…" Vegeta searched Goku's face for some hint but couldn't read anything. Goku shook his head.

"Spar?"

Vegeta nodded to himself. Something was wrong. And Kakarott wasn't telling him. Vegeta again ascended to Super Saiyan Two. Goku followed him.

Goku received a hit to the face then got a kick to the side. Vegeta was fully healed and at full power. Goku raised his ki higher. Goku saw a discontented look on Vegeta's face and smiled inwardly. After several seconds, Vegeta was driven back.

Vegeta tried his best to match Kakarott, but after Goku reached Super Saiyan Three, it was hopeless. Kakarott landed a blow on his neck, sending him crashing to the earth. Vegeta stumbled to his feet, trying to clear his head and catch his breath. But he didn't get a chance. Kakarott slammed into him, sending him back to the ground. Kakarott had him pinned to the hard rock and smirked at him. Vegeta raised his eyebrow in disbelief.

"This is all you have?! When I invited you to spar, I had hoped it would last more than five minutes…"

Vegeta stared at Kakarott. That dumb ass was mocking him!? He could feel an irate growling rising in his throat and tried to get free. Kakarott just laughed at his struggling. Vegeta's sight blurred. That's what all this was about! Kakarott had invited him to spar only to sneer at him! Only to make him understand whose hands he was in! And Vegeta himself, what had he hoped for?! What had he expected!? What a fool…!

Vegeta's deafening roar made Goku jump. The next second he realized Vegeta was in Super Saiyan Three. Vegeta concentrated all his strength and got his hands free. The mortification and rage in his eyes sent shivers trough Goku's spine. Vegeta wanted revenge. Goku felt a blast slamming into his chest and was thrown away. After a second, the prince was on his feet again and launching himself at Goku. The tall Saiyan was slow to react, and Vegeta slammed him into the opposite rock.

Goku saw that he had more than he could cope with. Vegeta wasn't controlling himself. He was almost insane with fury. Vegeta was dangerous, and Piccolo thought that they were just sparring... But Vegeta was attacking without a plan, driven only by rage. Goku tried to talk, but Vegeta didn't hear anything. They fought for good fifteen minutes, till Goku succeeded in catching the enraged Saiyan in a crushing hold. He firmly held a struggling Vegeta, successfully avoiding Vegeta's thrown back head intended to crush his nose.

"Shhh…Vegeta, calm down…don't you feel anything new? Look at your hair…"

Vegeta began to growl and tried to get free from those strong hands. He had no idea what Goku was talking about. He could feel only anger and mortification. He again tried to smash his head against Goku's. He struggled, wriggled and hissed. No use.

"Vegeta, stop. I wasn't trying to offend you…Shhh…"

After several minutes Vegeta's rage began to turn into despair. Goku noticed.

"Shh… Please… It's okay… Calm down, Vegeta. I'm sorry… Please, listen to me… I just wanted to make you angry, to make you reach the new stage. I'm sorry."

Vegeta passively struggled, his eyebrows knit in deep thinking, trying to understand what the other Saiyan was talking about. But with Kakarott so close, it was hard to concentrate. After the rage subsided, he realized the position he was in. He shuddered, feeling Kakarott's warm breathing on his neck. What was Kakarott babbling about?! He said he wasn't mocking him, that he didn't want to degrade him… Was he telling the truth…? Vegeta wanted to cry…This was simply too much…He needed stability…

"Now I'll release you. Promise you won't attack me."

"Hn."

"That's good enough," smiled Goku. He slowly retracted his hands from Vegeta who immediately flew several meters away from him. The prince watched a smiling Goku. "Look at yourself. That evening you attacked me, you reached the new stage."

And then Vegeta felt it. He was Super Saiyan Three! Vegeta gasped. Finally! He had done it! It was… It felt… Vegeta grabbed handful of his long blond hair and looked at a grinning Kakarott. Kakarott only wanted him to reach Super Saiyan Three… Oh GodS! And he had almost…

"You, idiot! I could have killed you!" Vegeta angrily shook his fist at Goku.

Goku rubbed his head. "Yeah…I had no idea you would freak out at such childish teasing… I am sorry about that. But I thought you trusted me more than that…"

Vegeta was silent as he let go of his hair and looked somewhere at the ground. "I thought you…" But he didn't finish. He dropped back to normal and began to fly toward the lake. Now he needed to rethink everything. And he needed a bath. Vegeta stopped as he realized Kakarott wasn't following him. Vegeta looked back. Kakarott was still standing where he had left him. Kakarott just nodded at him and flew in the opposite direction, toward his house. To Goten and Chichi. Vegeta was free.

Vegeta felt desperate. "Hey, Kakarott! You own me a spar!"

Kakarott stopped and turned around, confused.

"This spar was more like a talk show than a real spar." The prince felt something warm in his stomach as he saw an enormous grin spread on Kakarott's face. "So, are you coming with me to the lake? Your stench could kill someone…" Vegeta turned away and began to fly again, hopping that Kakarott would follow him. Vegeta felt a thrilling relief. He did follow. But what did he expect? What he was trying to do? To tame that third-class? To make him feel what he felt? To make sure he wouldn't turn him down? Vegeta smiled to himself . For a start, that sounded good.

Soon they reached the lake. Vegeta watched as Goku took off his clothes. He felt relieved that the Saiyan didn't completely undress. According to the game plan, Vegeta wanted to affect Kakarott, not the opposite. Vegeta's eyes traveled over chiseled muscles until Kakarott plunged into water and he sighed. Kakarott was so much bigger than him, and still stronger. If they mated someday, Kakarott would be the dominant one. And he didn't like the thought. His pride would protest every time he would think about it.

Vegeta snorted and turned his back to the lake and the swimming temptation. His cursed pride was the reason he had never told Kakarott about his feelings. At first he was shocked when he realized he was in love with that third-class-nobody. It was unheard of in the royal family. Then he thought that the Earth-raised Saiyan would never respond to his feelings. He never really considered telling him, mostly because of the risk of Kakarott rejecting him. The prince could not allow that.

And now that he had accepted his feelings for Kakarott, now that he saw that Kakarott felt something for him in return, he finally realized he would be the submissive one. And that was unheard of, too. No one in the royal family was a submissive partner. But the scale was already shifting to favor Kakarott. It had begun to shift from the first moment he had caught that smell. And it had tipped a bit more when, on the cliff, he had realized Kakarott could understand his fears, his feelings. It tipped further when he saw that look of possessiveness.

Kakarott wanted him, maybe he even loved him. Vegeta wasn't sure. There was still the risk that Kakarott might turn him down. Kakarott accepted most Earth standards. He might accept this one, too. Vegeta realized he had to make Kakarott see where his priorities lie. Make him give in to his instincts. Drive him to a point of no return.

And now Kakarott was letting him go free…the timing sucked!

"Vegeta, I thought you wanted to bathe…" wafted Kakarott's voice.

Vegeta dove to join Goku in the water. He surfaced, his wet hair clinging to his shoulders. He wasn't a good swimmer compared to Goku, but considering his stamina and strength, he could surpass any human. Vegeta coiled his floating tail around his waist.

Goku moved closer. Wet, Vegeta was really cute. Every time they came here to bathe, he couldn't get enough of watching and admiring Vegeta. He watched as Vegeta rinsed his hair, standing in neck-deep water.

"It's a pity we didn't bring shampoo…" Goku remarked.

Vegeta raised his drenched head. "Don't even think about it! I have no desire to eat soapy fish!"

"I'm sorry for all that dinosaur meat…"

"Wha…?" It took time for Vegeta to realize what Goku was talking about. "I didn't say I didn't like it."

"No, you just complained to Bulma…"

"No, I just said that every day we would have fried meat."

"So, now you're complaining about my cooking skills?!"

Vegeta surprised furrowed his brows. "Kakarott, what kind of an argument is that..?"

Goku stared at him for several seconds then scratched his head. "I have no idea. I guess it's a stupid argument… So, want me to catch a fish for you?"

Vegeta didn't have a chance to answer as Kakarott disappeared from the view. Vegeta rolled his eyes and proceeded to clean his tail. So, Kakarott was still frustrated about that cursed remark. He had no idea it would offend the tall Saiyan so much. Usually only mated Saiyans paid any attention to providing food for their mate and considered it their responsibility to satisfy their mate's needs. It seemed that Kakarott had subconsciously taken on that role. And he played the role of the dominating one. Vegeta snorted half-heartedly at that. These insecurities he felt…

Vegeta finished his bathing and waded from the lake. Sitting on the grass near the shore, he sighed contently. Kakarott's ki was several kilometers away. Vegeta wrung his hair and began to brush his tail with his fingers. If he wanted his plan to work, he would have to pay better attention to his behavior towards Kakarott and stop insulting his abilities. The other Saiyan might see that as rejection.

Vegeta sighed. He sat there, thinking about Kakarott. He thought about that stupid meal comment he had made about the food. The thought when he realized he was a Super Saiyan Three... Suddenly Vegeta gasped and leapt to his feet, almost tearing his own tail off. He faced Kakarott. Damn that Instant Transmission of his! "Stop doing that!"

Goku's face gloomed. He dropped his big catch at Vegeta's feet. "I'm sorry." Goku stared at the sleek, slimy fish.

"Go get some cooking stuff. And some spices. I'll start a fire," Vegeta ordered before turning away from Goku's beaming face.

Goku complied immediately and after several seconds returned with spices, a pan, and a knife. Vegeta only had the wood gathered, but had not started the fire yet. Goku decided to join him.

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Goku and Vegeta lay on the ground beside each other. Vegeta was close to being asleep. Goku lay next to him. The secure feeling, the feeling of fullness, the warm sun touching his body; everything was clouding his mind.

"Vegeta?"

"Hmm?"

"Where are you going to stay?"

"I have a flat in the city," Vegeta yawned.

"Oh…" Goku's voice sounded disappointed.

Surprised, Vegeta opened his eyes and turned his head to the Saiyan lying beside him. Kakarott definitely wasn't happy. Was he going to…? That needed to be encouraged.

"Have a better suggestion?" Vegeta asked, not letting his eyes drop from Kakarott's face. Kakarott blushed.

"Um…yeah… I know you don't like the cities… I thought…maybe you would like to stay… here…for a while?" Kakarott finished, turning red to his hair roots.

"Hmm…" Vegeta pretended to be thinking very intently.

"I know you hate the house. I would hate it too if someone kept me in there almost two whole weeks… And it isn't in that good of shape… But there is everything you might need…food, water, a bed…" Kakarott felt like he was boiling in his own juices. He swallowed. "There's a washing machine… and it's not very far from Capsule Corporation. You could use your Gravity Room…"

"Kakarott," Vegeta interrupted his recitation of further advantages, "I don't hate the house, I like it."

"Oh…" the look on Kakarott's face was the one to live for. His big surprised eyes closed for a moment then fluttered open again, expressing immense joy. "Oh… I thought…"

"You kept me there because you had to. I am not angry with you."

"Oh…" Goku blinked, breaking their eye-contact and looked up at the clouds above his head. "So…then… You'll stay?"

"Do you want me to?"

Goku blinked surprised. What kind of question was that?! "I suggested that three minutes ago…"

Vegeta shifted uncomfortably because of his question. "Hn. I accept."

TBC