Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Unforgivable ❯ Flight ( Chapter 4 )

I encouraged him. I did. I know it. I asked for this. This had been a broken arm, crushed hand. This had been the blood that had run freely down his thighs. This had been the bruising left on his throat, a perfect imprint of Vegeta's fingers. This had been physical pain… and was still pain. His breathing was shaky, choked with tears. Blood tinged the water in which he sat. It had hurt, coming to the pool. His senzu beans had been at the edge, but he hadn't cared. He had to get clean - he had to get clean! He'd paused only long enough to snag a bean, then bolted into the water.

The blood was gone now, the wounds healed. Goku still scrubbed at his skin, trying to wash the fact that he'd practically begged to be raped off himself. Hadn't he cuddled up to Vegeta? Hadn't he… hadn't he kissed back? Hadn't he been wondering if he had let Vegeta take him - if he would let him again? Tears streamed down his face. This time, he knew it wasn't just a nightmare. And he knew he hadn't allowed it. His hands stilled, falling limply into the water. He couldn't wash this away.

Goku wasn't sure how long he'd been in the pool when he realized the sun was down. He forced himself to his feet, his movements slow and uncertain. He lifted his hand, two fingers to his forehead, his senses searching for someone to go to. He didn't feel he could face his wife or his children. Bulma, his oldest friend, he didn't dare see. Finally, he locked on to a familiar chi that had to be safe. He vanished.

Memories triggered memories. Vegeta pounded the air, shadow-boxing with the wraiths and ghouls of his past, and the vivid knowledge that he was no better than they had been. The GR was set to its maximum, had been since he'd arrived home. His movements were sharp, savage - filled with the viciousness of his youth and the creatures that had surrounded him, controlled him, and raped him as he had raped Kakarot.

This time, he would not succumb to the lure of the drugs. He'd weakened far too much, had been rescued - rescued! - by his rival. No, Kakarot could no longer be considered his friend. They had always been rivals, had grown to be friends, but could never be again. Not after this. He could take Kakarot. He couldn't beat him in sparring, but he could take him.

Vegeta paused, considered that. How could he take Kakarot sexually when he couldn't take him in a fight? It wasn't as if the man hadn't fought him, after all. Ah, yes. He remembered now. Kakarot wasn't even sure why he had lost, had felt as if perhaps he'd wanted to lose. Except… that wasn't anything like Kakarot.

He blasted the drones to bits, as they interrupted his thinking. His own actions were far from normal, as well. I trained to beat that confounded idiot, not to… to… "Gawk!" Vegeta windmilled his arms, a futile attempt to banish the entirely-to-recent event from his mind. "What the hell possessed me?"

"Zweb?!" Goku shot up in the bed, his eyes flitting frantically around the room until he found the woman he sought. He drew in a long breath. "Oh, Zweb, I thought I was dreaming. I thought I was. But I didn't did I? I came here 'cause it was so bad. I came here. I…" He drew another long breath, this one shuddering.

"Hush, child." Zweb settled next to him on the bed. "I know something happened - you had no clothes when you arrived. And you have not eaten enough to satisfy an infant, much less one with an appetite as large as your own. Rest now. I will go prepare some food, you will eat when you have rested."

"I can't sleep."

"Three days you have been here, Goku, and three nights you have not slept. I do not ask you to sleep, just to rest. Let your body and your mind relax, let your tension ease. Now stop pulling the fringe off of my blanket, and count the dots in the ceiling."

An involuntary chuckle escaped, and Goku stopped tugging on the fringes. He laced his fingers behind his head, looking up at the ceiling. "There are 1,893,452,941 dots on your ceiling. I told you I couldn't sleep."

Zweb patted his cheek. "My poor boy. I will fix you a drink, one that will bring sleep, but no dreams. That will help, yes?"

"I don't know. Will it?" He looked so hopeful that she had to laugh.

"Silly boy. You wait. I will be back in a moment."

He had expected Kakarot to come, he also had not expected it. They had continued sparring sporadically after the first incident, but this second had been so much worse in many ways. What he had not expected was to overhear Bulma on the phone telling Chi-Chi that Kakarot was not still staying with them. Even less had he expected the feeling of loss when he couldn't find the other's signature chi. Immediately, he had headed for the pool.

Vegeta stared down at the pool from above, then slowly dropped. Here, in this place, he had savagely raped his best friend twice. Here, he had beaten his rival into submission. And here, there had to be answers!

But there were no answers to be found. Instead, he found the remains of the clothes he'd ripped from the other man's body. He found the bag of senzu beans Kakarot carried nearly everywhere. He found traces of blood the recent rains hadn't washed away. Vegeta explored the area thoroughly, but he found no other traces of Kakarot. And, he found no clues as to the reason that in this place, he had become what he had feared and hated for most of his existence.

He went back to Capsule Corp., to the room Goku had been using. Vegeta looked through the drawers, the closets, checked the adjoining bathroom. Nothing seemed out of place, and yet, something was wrong.

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Vegeta: AGAIN! Will you watch what you're typing?

Jewel: I have to watch it. I do catch the occasional spelling mistake.

Vegeta: That is not what I meant.

Jewel: J Really?

Goku: Hey, I get to stay with Zweb! Goodie! I like her.

Vegeta: Who the devil is Zweb?

Goku: She's my friend!

Vegeta: Why am I surrounded by morons? And while I'm on it, why does everyone and their brother's cousin think that Frieza used me for a sex toy? WHEN DID I EVER ACT LIKE SOMETHING THAT OUTRAGEOUS HAPPENED?

Goku (with a clue!): You told me you did everything he asked you to so he wouldn't kill your father. And you were crying.

Vegeta: … … … … … … … … … oh.