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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil

By Sefiru

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Greetings, Earthlings. Here is the
fourth installment of the ever-peculiar and lemony Pure Evil story. If you�re
just joining us, well, the best idea is to go back and read the first three
Pure Evils (plus all the Omakes and Enough Time). A
long story made very short: Kakarott has stopped pretending to be an idiot and
has claimed Vegeta as his mate. When King Vegeta arrives on Earth with a Saiyan colony fleet, Kakarott kicks his ass and takes over
the throne; then he uses the Namek Dragonballs to wish back the planet Vegetasei
and also bring Bardock back to life.

In this story: New challenges face the new Saiyan nation, which will send Vegeta on a mission deep
into space. Although this puts a cramp in the royal couple�s sex life, they
are, as we all know, champion perverts. Nothing to worry
about, right?

Pairings: Kakarott x Vegeta

Warnings: NC-17, yaoi, anal, oral,
BDSM, bondage, violence, language, pure evil.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to Kakarott. Long
live the King.

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Chapter 1

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�� I snuggle deeper
into Kakarott�s arms, drowsy from our dinner and
evening�s entertainment. No chains tonight, no, just a long, leisurely claiming
under the summer stars. It�s a� trial of endurance, as always: how
long can we last before one teases the other into losing control? Today I �won�
� though I would hardly call it a loss for Kakarott when he gets a prize like
me for it. He nibbles on my ear. �High court day tomorrow.�

�� Hn. Hours of tedious formal meetings, endless blather about
budgets and policy and if we�re really unlucky, human dignitaries whose egos
are too stiff for regular court.�

�� Is that so. Then why do you keep coming?�

�� It�s an excuse
to spend the day feeling you up.� As he knows perfectly well.
Velvet fur wraps around my ankle and a hand strokes my ribs. Close to three
years we�ve been together like this. It feels like forever. So much has
happened; the return of the Saiyan colony, Kakarott�s accession as King, the restoration of our home
planet. The alliance with the humans and Nameks.
The rebuilding of our nation.

�� I purr and press
into him. Once upon a time I scoffed at the thought of a safe place, a secure
place to rest; I did not believe it was possible. Yet that is what I have with
Kakarott beside me. Kakarott trusts me.
That is the one treasure I can not lose and cannot have taken from me, for
which I surrendered myself to him and allowed him to claim me. And in the
process I scored the best possible mate in the universe.

�� He rubs his nose
through my hair. �I don�t think those people realize I have regular court.�

�� Hn. Probably true.� Few of them would consider wandering
around talking to people � which is what he means by regular court � proper
work for a king. Their loss. �Got all your papers
ready?�

�� Yeah, and
dinner�s in the marinade.�

�� I might bring home a dessert to add to that.�

�� Are you taking
up cooking?�

�� No, gambling.
Lieutenant Sharise owes me a pie.�

�� I hope she can
bake, then.�

�� I wouldn�t have
bet her if she couldn�t.�

�� Mrrrr.� The night insects sing around
us as we settle into sleep.

***

�� Bass thunder
shook the nightclub; three tails, two black and one purple, marked the beat,
and one set of gold-painted nails joined them. �Do you think our dads are
asleep yet?� Gohan wondered.

�� It�s past midnight
at their place,� Videl said. �I�m just glad Bulma agreed to look after Pan for the night. I haven�t
been here in ages.�

�� Yeah. She said she needs some practice.� Mirai�s tail flicked. They had all been startled to hear
that Bulma was pregnant again, and by Vegeta � but
given that Vegeta and Kakarott were as shamelessly attached to each other as
always, none of them really wanted to know how it had come about.

�� Does she have a
name for the kid yet?� asked Shiso, Mirai�s girlfriend.

�� Bra.�

�� Heh. Now Bardock will have two furballs to
fuss over.� Videl giggled and sipped from her
multi-colored cocktail. Pan already had her great-grandfather totally besotted.
What would another baby girl do to him? �Oh, and speaking of grandfathers, does
anyone know what Vegeta-jii is doing on Earth right
now?�

�� You�re not going
to believe this one.�

�� Try me.�

�� He�s visiting
Dr. Briefs. To play golf.�

�� Golf!?�

�� Yep. He�s got the dorky suit and everything.� Three brows
furrowed as their owners tried to imagine this, and Mirai
smirked at them. �Hey, at least he�s stopped complaining about my lack of royal
dignity.�

�� Gohan waved his tail in amusement. All the Demis had their tails back by now. Chichi had thrown a fit,
of course, but it had been short circuited by the spectacle of Goten bouncing off the walls with eagerness to go to the library. Only Bardock had the power to make the chibies
like studying.

�� Did you find
anything on those reporters?� Shiso said.

�� Reporters?�

�� A pack of
reporters was sniffing around my place on Vegetasei,�
Mirai related. �Shiso
pretended she didn�t speak Terran and got rid of
them. I found out that they thought my life would make a good prime-time sob
story.�

�� More like an
S.O.B. story. You�re not the only one. Some guy wants to turn the Z fighters�
story into a comic book.�

�� Mirai snorted. �Next thing you know we�ll be a Saturday
morning cartoon.�

***

�� Rise and shine, young ones!� �Bardock�s roar set
birds to flight and, more practically, �stirred his grandsons from sleep. Goten blinked and kicked Trunks in the ribs; Trunks
grumbled and sat up. Although it was the crack of dawn Bardock
was dressed and ready for action. He was about the only one. Around them, fifty-odd
Saiyan warriors were also grumbling in their
bedrolls.

�� Up with you, you moth-eaten hairballs!� Bardock
shouted. �This isn�t some pansy ornamental unit, we have work to do!� His taking over
command of the Saiyan soldiers � well, full-time
soldiers � had been both highly necessary and not much appreciated by the
soldiers themselves. They�d been an embarrassment to their chosen profession;
forty years on a starship with nothing to do was no excuse. Hell, he�d been
dead all that time, and had he let himself slip? It seemed that old man
Vegeta�s attitude had rubbed off on them. The lazy ass.
A year later and they were still complaining about sleeping on the ground, but
at least they could fight worth half a rat�s ass. �Right,
pair up for morning spar! Goten, you�re with
me.�

�� As the Saiyans broke off into pairs, Goten
squared off against his grandfather. A spirited kid, powerful
� and impulsive. That could get him killed one of these days. And Bardock was getting more powerful by the day. �Kame-kame-ha!� The ki beam sizzled through the air at him; he blocked it and
answered with a punch to the gut. Goten dodged at the
last instant and tried to get his arm around Bardock�s
throat. Good times. Meanwhile, nine of the soldiers ganged up on Trunks. He was
whipping all of them and calling out comments on their technique. �You stick
your elbows out too far! That kick was pathetic! Keep your wrists straight! You
call that a ki blast?�

�� Goten accidentally-on-purpose sent a ki
attack in their direction, while blocking a series of blows to his own head. Well, wasn�t he clever.
He rose higher in the air to try to use the height against Bardock;
Bardock showed him why that wouldn�t work. They
spiraled upwards through the trees, trading blows and ki
attacks. He dodged a Solar Flare �

�� A flash of light,
and a different scene appeared before his eyes. Vegeta, at
Super Saiyan two, and � someone else, also
golden-haired and massively muscled. The location looked like a colony
ship. Flash again � a namek doctor, leaning over a
bony Saiyan child. Flash � what was that? It looked
kind of like a Tuffle. A mutant one �

�� Reality returned
with a splitting headache. He was lying on the ground and his grandsons were
leaning over him. �Grandpa! Are you ok?�

�� Yeah, I�m fine. Just gimme a second.� He rubbed
his temples; his tail coiled close with the pain. Why did these things have to
hurt so much?

�� Did you have a
vision?� Trunks asked.

�� Big time.� He waved away the gathered soldiers. �Change of
plans. I need to see the King right away. Goten,
Trunks, you�re in charge, continue the mission. I�ll leave after breakfast.�
Hopefully by then his head would stop hurting.

***

Vegeta: Here we go again.

Kakarott: Are you complaining?

Vegeta: Not as long as there�s sex.

Bardock: Oi. This time you young�uns can deal with these visions. I�m going back to
soldiering.

Next chapter: Kakarott holds court, and Bardock
has big news.

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