Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of it's characters, or any of it's quotes. Those belong to Akira Toriyama.
But if I did own DBZ, it would be full of YAOI, YAOI, and more YAOI!!!
Warnings: This fanfic contains yaoi (maleXmale relationship). If you don't like,
don't read (or review, either!). I don't care for homophobics. A lemon, and swearing.
Pairing: GokuXVegeta
This fic begins at the tournament arena with Majin Vegeta. If you've watched the episode, you should know when
it takes place.
R&R!
Italics inside ~ are Babidi talking to Vegeta (i.e: ~Italics~). Thinking is just regular italics.
----Goku's POV-------------------------------
"Vegeta! Is Babidi telling you to do this, or is it just the same thing between you and me?" I said in a low voice, my eyes glancing up to look at his teal eyes boring into my skull. Eyes that just stared. They had no depth.
"Dad..does it really matter?!" Gohan whispered, his gaze flickering nervously towards Vegeta.
"Not to you, but to a warrior it matter greatly." Vegeta said. He smirked, and moved into a battle stance.
"Don't you two realize that the universe matters more than your meaningless squabble?!" Supreme Kai yelled.
Vegeta snapped his head around to glare at the purple kai.
"Meaningless?!" he screamed.
The kai stepped back a little, scared out of his skin.
"Baka! What would you know about meaningless?! AGHHHH!" He raised his power level, sending rocks and huge chunks of concrete flying towards the us. Supreme Kai and Gohan covered their faces, but I let the debris hit me. It didn't matter.
Vegeta screamed at me, yelling about how he was the Saiyajin no Ouji, and this third class idiot had no right to steal his honor. But I wasn't listening. I was looking at his eyes, searching. I was searching for even a small piece of them that was Vegeta, not Babidi. Nothing.
"Babidi! Transport us to a place without people! Then I will fight Vegeta." I called to the sky. Vegeta gave another sadistic, spine tingling grin. I had to look away.
The scene around me abruptly transformed, and there was a vast area of rocks and cliff. Supreme Kai scooted closer and whispered under his breath.
"Goku! You stay here and fight Vegeta, while Gohan and I break into the space ship and continue to attack Babidi and Dabura."
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----Vegeta's POV-------------------------------
~I don't think so.~
I stiffened as a wave of pain shot through my brain as the demon spoke. Shut up!
~Vegeta, destroy this baka! Kill the Supreme Kai!~
The pain was immense. My saiyajin desire to kill was screaming at me to attack the lavender creature. But, my pride would not allow it. As my mind fought back, fresh waves of pain hit me at full force, and I dropped, groaning, to the ground.
~Kill~
"NO!" I screamed. "My fight is with Kakarott!" Kakarott.
~Keep your fantasies to yourself, and destroy that kai!~
I clawed at my head. The pain was unbearable.
~The only way is to kill him, Vegeta...~
I buried my face in my hands, and screamed in agony.
~Vegeta! Kill that baka!~
My forehead felt white hot, but the pain faded. I will not kill him. I slowly got to my feet.
"I refuse!" I said.
~What?! Vegeta, it's in your nature. You cannot deny it!~
Fresh pain clouded my vision in a red haze.
"No! Get out of my head!" I yelled, clutching my head. "I already said it once: I will not be distracted from this fight anymore!"
Despite the extreme pain, I rose to my full height. "You may have invaded my head and my body, but there's one thing a saiyajin always keeps!"
"His PRIDE!" Yellow lightning aura exploded around me, and the force of my energy blew dust and rocks in every direction.
I shot ki blasts into the sky, and screamed my heart out.
My body went super saiyajin 2.
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----Goku's POV-------------------------------
Vegeta was an ascended saiyajin.
I was sure that wasn't possible. I reached that level, but Vegeta couldn't have done it so quickly. Unless he was hiding it from me. Waiting for our battle to show me. I drew in a deep breath, then spoke.
"Woah, Vegeta. This may that a little longer than I assumed at first. But I'm ready." I dropped into a battle stance.
"Good." Was all he said before he charged.
I blocked all his kicks and punches, but one roundhouse kick snuck through my defenses and I careened over a cliff.
A white glove got my hand.
I looked up, and a very much smirking Vegeta was above me, and that sadistic grin was back.
I felt myself swing through the air and smash into a rock wall. But I felt no pain. I was drowning in two decisions:
Stay super saiyajin 2 and get my ass kicked. Or, go super saiyajin 3 and hurt his pride. Either way I was screwed.
My arm tensed to swing around and deliver a swift punch to Vegeta's jaw, but I couldn't move. I looked sideways at my arms and saw the yellow ki rings binding me to the rock wall. Crap, crap, crap.
There was a ki ring on my neck, both my arms, both my legs, and my midsection.
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----Vegeta's POV (It gets good here)-------------------------------
I slowly walked towards my prey, my teal eyes narrowed and glittering. Kakarott was open to any attack I could give him, and he couldn't even fight back. I could kill him right now, and not feel a thing.
Or could I?
My feet stopped walking right in front of the larger saiyajin. A third class. Rubbish. A raised a white-gloved hand to slap him hard.
But I didn't.
Instead, my hand rested gently on his cheek. His face got warm under my hand as a flush crept across his face.
What the hell am I doing?!
But I didn't stop.
My hand slowly ran from his cheek, down his neck, and stopped at his chest.
I stared at my hands as I let the ki rings dissolve.
"V-vegeta." he finally spoke. I slowly looked up and gazed uncertainly into his onyx eyes. Kakarott had dropped out of super saiyajin mode.
"Vegeta," he said with more confidence than before. "how do you feel about me?" His dark visage was reassuring.
I hate you! I wanted to to scream. I hate you for making me care about you.
"I-I-I...." my voice wouldn't let me say it. So I said something entirely different. "Kakarott, I love you!"
I buried my face in his shirt, and waited for the taunting and mocking words. The striking blows that would hurt more now.
Instead, I got a gentle, big hand rubbing my back soothingly, and thick, well-muscled arms enveloped me in a affectionate embrace.
"I love you too, Vegeta."
What? What did he say?
A strong finger lifted my chin as I tried to speak, but my lips were suddenly busy with other things.
I melted into that kiss, savouring the spicy taste of Kakarott.
He reached down and cupped my ass, making me gasp. That gave him just enough time to slip his icy cool tongue into my mouth. He explored every crevice of me while I stroked the inside of him with my tongue.
The hand that rested on my ass slithered up my body and stopped at my chest. Strong hands ripped at my shirt, and it fell to shreds at my feet. The breeze tickled my skin, and Kakarott grinned. His tongue slid out of my mouth and left a wet trail down my neck all the way to my right nipple. He licked and lightly nipped until I was purring deep in my chest.
Massaging the other nipple, he sucked a little harder and elicted a moan from my lips that I did not give permission to leave my body.
The larger saiyajin kissed all the way down to my stomach, stracing the lines of my abs with his tongue. His hands drew lazy circles on my lower back, seemingly searching for something.
He found it.
The stump of my tail. He worked it with his fingers as I arched and moaned with intense pleasure. Waved of ecstasy rolled over me, and I closed my eyes and groaned loudly.
He noticed the tent in my spandex as he peeled off my white gloves.
Kakarott set them on a tall rock so that we wouldn't lose them, the took to feeling the smoothness of my hands. I hardly ever take my gloves off, so they never had a chance to get calloused.
He locked my arms around his neck and pulled me in for a short kiss, licking my bottom lip slowly. Then, he knelt from his position and tugged at the sash holding my pants up.
The navy blue garmant fell to the dusty ground in a heap, leaving me clad only in a tight-fitting black spandex boxers. An obvious, huge bulge stuck out the front.
Kakarot grinned his trademark Son grin.
Slowly, so slowly. Agonizingly slowly. Slowly, he pulled down the black underwear until my unbearable erection was standing out in the breeze.
The bulky saiyajin took me in his hand and spread the precum all over my leaking head. The sensations were amazing.
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----Goku's POV (told you it was gonna be good!)-------------------------------
After the tip stopped weeping, I leaned my head forward and tasted his manhood. It was tangy, get spicy and musky at the same time.
I leaned even farther forward and relished in the gasped moan that came out of Vegeta's lips. I bobbed my head up and down and grinned as he groaned and bucked. On the way back up, I accidentally grazed my teeth on his head. But, I was amazed by his response; he moaned even louder and came into my mouth. I've never done this before, but appearently I'm good at it.
He half collapsed onto my shoulders, panting, and I hugged him around his waist and lifted him onto a ledge that probably was at least up to my hip. The smaller saiyajin caught his breath, then looked at me with lidded, lustful eyes.
I've never been with a man before, but maybe saiyajin instinct spurred me on (A.N: Weren't most saiyajins men anyway?). I lifted my hand and sucked on my fingers a little. With the other hand, I spred his toned, bronze legs. Positioning my hand in front of his entrance, I slid my index finger into him halfway.
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----Vegeta's POV-------------------------------
My breath cam out in a hiss as I felt his finger slide into me. It didn't feel bad, but it felt wrong in a sense. A hot red blush crept accross my face.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked me, onyx eyes looking at me in concern.
"No way, Kakarott!" I growled, my ass thinking otherwise as it tightened around Kakarott's finger.
"...Alright..." he whispered, sounding uncertain. His index finger went in a little deeper. Up to the knuckle. Still deeper. A white flash shot across my vision as ecstasy rolled over me in waves, my teal eyes rolling back in my head.
I raised my head to look wildly at him, and grabbed his free arm. I held it tight. He looked in surprise at me, then said, "Was that bad?"
"No way in hell, Kakarot! Do. It. Again!" I screamed, throwing my head back and moaning in pleasure when he inserted another finger to fondle that spot inside him. He felt himself go hard again.
Another finger inside him. Four fingers. Thumb. Kakarott's entire hand streched his entrance wide. It burned like hell, but the pleasure was greater.
"Okay, Vegeta. I'm going in now. Are you ready?" he said in a low voice, almost seductive.
I nodded feverishly, and said in a voice almost as sexy as Kakarott's, "Fuck me senseless."
My lungs drew in a deep breath, and I exhaled in a hiss as Kakarot's 11 inches of pure man entered him. Kakarott let me get used to his huge size, then drew out a little. I growled softly as it started to burn. That was a mistake, because the larger saiyajin abruptly stopped moving.
"Kakarott! Don't stop..." I breathed.
He look uncertain, but plunged forward anyway.
"GAH!" I moaned, arching my back against him.
He didn't cease this time. He just kept thrusting in and out, hitting that special spot inside me with every push in. Suddenly, I felt my self being lifted. I was now, more convieniently, seated on his lap. But the sudden movement inside me and change of angle made me cry out with ecstasy.
Each thrust got me closer and closer to the edge. I felt a familier pressure in my lower abdomen, and I released all over my belly and his legs.
He was slower to get to his climax. Soon after, he came inside of me with a tremendous heave of his stomach. He collasped backward and I was laying on his chest.
Perfection.
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----Goku's POV-------------------------------
I tried to catch my breath. His saiyajin no ouji was a wildman. He rested a hand on the sticky abdomen of his lover and sighed. That was perfect.
Sunlight glinted onto the sleeping face of Vegeta, and he screwed his eyes shut and groaned in dissapproval. That sound brought back memories from last night, and I blushed a deep red.
Perfection. The very definintion of the word.
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----Epilogue (nobody's POV)-------------------------------
Babidi licked his wrinkled green lips and grinned.
"That was yummy, hey Dabura?" he said, turning to the giant orange demon king.
Dabura rubbed his temples in disgust. "You really are an old pervert."
Fin
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