Eye of the Dragon | By : DarkSerapha Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Dedication:
This was written for
Azurite as a birthday gift long years ago. She still hasn’t killed me for this,
which I find somewhat astonishing. The re-post is for Zofo,
who left such nice reviews on “Eye of the Tiger” and asked for this sequel. Sorry
hun. You couldn’t know what you were getting yourself
into.
Warnings:
Humour or horror, depends
on the point of view. There’s yaoi. *chokes* Sort off.
This will make you twitch. You are warned. Flame if you want to. I probably
deserve it for writing this.
Pairing:
I’m not telling! But think …
ah … exotic. *twitches*
Eye of the Dragon
The small figure stood
alone on the barren landscape, clouds swirling above in the heavens, as the sun
set down and the velvety veil of the night was rising and covering the land.
The stranger overviewed the whole area from a high cliff sort of thing that
rose like a broken tooth above the deserted wastelands. In the distance the
rolling dunes of the desert could be seen while behind our lonely protagonist
the great mountains of the east bared their grey wrinkled faces towards the
sky. Down on the sand-covered ground in front of the small cliff there were
lying seven spherical objects. The dark-cloaked figure kept staring at the
softly glowing spheres. When the sun finally kissed the horizon goodbye and the
sky erupted into a last gorgeous swirl of colours, gold meshed with sard and lavender and the last remains of azure, the lone
form raised its head and watched with eyes filled with a strange desire, as if
it tried to desperately gain some more time.
I will see him again. How
dare they keep me from him for so long ...!
Finally, as the sun had
vanished completely and the night flew in to cover the landscape like a
blanket, the figure tore its gaze from the far horizon and back to the glowing
spheres. A slight smile curved lush lips. Finally! It had taken long, very long
and it had not been easy, but it had been worth the price.
My hearts desire.
The figure knew that it was
sought all throughout the planes of reality at this exact moment,
that everyone would be on its heels trying to get it back to that place,
but none of that bothered it right now.
Well. fuck them! They
have no right to keep me from him…
The stranger was well
disguised and sure that discovery would not happen for quite some time. Though the lone being knew that it would never have been able to do
this on its own. It had been helped … But it had also carefully watched
the others, collected as much information as possible and trained hard for this
day. Plus, who would expect it to be here of all places? They’d probably think
that it would seek revenge …
Tsk.
There are far more important things than revenge. Mmmmh…
hehehe…
It snickered. Though they might sense the summoning of the dragon. But
there still was its secret helper, who had promised it to supply some distraction
so that it could follow its plans undisturbed. It wondered though what its
helper was to gain from all this… But if everything went its way nobody would
be able to change anything afterwards, anyway. That much it knew. It smiled
wider. There, on the ground, lay the key to all of its wishes and dreams. Dreams that it had pondered about for a very long time.
My heart is beating so
fast. I can’t wait. Tonight all my wishes come true …
The mouth beneath the large
hood took a deep breath and then two black eyes shut and opened briefly again,
as the figure tried to gather all of its courage. Nervously it checked if
everything was in place. It didn’t want to be recognized right now for various
reasons.
But soon
... I will show my true face and he will see. He won’t be able to resist me
then. He cannot!
Then it exhaled and stood
tall, trying not to show its nervousness. But still it could not hinder the
small squeak that escaped its mouth as it cleared its throat and prepared to
speak.
“I call forth thee, Eternal
Dragon Shenlong, arise and fulfil my...”, a slight awkward pause, “… wishes!”
Suddenly the seven spheres were
glowing much brighter, then beams of light shot forth and the figure had to
hide its eyes from the blinding light. But as soon as the light dimmed just a
little the figure reopened its eyes, not wanting to miss one second of this.
The blaze of bright white
light erupted into the dark sky, spiralling upwards and forming itself into a
tremendous figure. Large green scales emitted, a huge majestic skull formed and
a red spark set burning eyes alight. Then the huge green Eternal Dragon Shenlong hovered high above the dark landscape. He emitted
a light of his own that cast impressive highlights on his glistening scales,
fangs and talons and he kept moving in large brawny coils, winding over, under
and around his own body. He knew exactly how to attract attention.
The figure stood agape, jaw
almost hitting the floor.
Wow. The
dragon looks even more impressive from this distance.
Sure, it had expected
something like this, it had seen the process from afar (very far as for that)
but to see the serpent-like dragon in all his majestic
glory from so close was just unbelievable. Not even the instructions of its
secret helper had prepared it for that. It vividly remembered the day that
person had come seeking it and made it a offer it
could not resist …
The dragon cast his eyes
downwards to the tall bulky figure that stood halfway up his impressive body on
a high cliff and kept staring up towards him. He could make out glittering
black eyes in the darkness under that hood but nothing more. Internally he
shrugged and started his holy-dragon-has-been-summoned-modus. He cleared his throat,
coughed a few times and finally boomed out with the most impressive baritone he
could muster:
“I, THE ETERNAL DRAGON
SHENLONG, HAVE BEEN SUMMONED! I WILL GRANT TWO WISHES
IF THEY ARE WITHIN MY POWER!”
Then he waited patiently.
He knew that he had a tendency to scare mortals to near-death when he appeared
in front of them like this. Though his record had somewhat been damaged about
the last decades, as a group of disrespectful and steadily annoying creatures
had turned up. Those funny people, calling themselves Z-Senshi,
had summoned him almost every damn year till the recent, and he swore if he
ever had to bring one of the annoying lot back to life again he’d probably
lose it. He really wondered why those damn mortals kept dying and coming back
all the time! Really, did they think the afterlife to be some kind of super
market with revolving doors?
Anyway, this one at least
showed a decent amount of awe in his presence. The dragon was delighted and
puffed his massive chest in pride. Well, of course he was something to look at!
He cast admiring glances down at his beautifully shining scales and his
perfectly manicured talons. He was a very well built example of his species and
he was very proud of it! And he was so completely caught up with himself that
he absolutely missed the odd glance thrown at him from the darkness under that
hood.
I wonder
– what’d he do if he knew ... ?
The eternal dragon snapped
out of his self-admiration as the small cloaked figure licked its lips and
started to speak. But since the mortal was seemingly too mortified (or was it
something else? The dragon could not quite place the unusual tone in the
nervous babbling the creature beneath him uttered) to speak properly he could
not understand anything. He bent down closer.
“WOULD
YOU PLEASE REPEAT THAT, TINY ONE?”
“G-gomen
nasai, mighty dragon of the heavens ...”, the wish-caster stuttered nervously, “… I didn’t mean to
... I was just admiring your b... beautifully impressive entry.”
Everything
he promised me, and much much more …
“As I was trying to
say, my first wish is for you to restore the moon to this world!”
Ah, the
lovely moon. To bathe in its enchanted light again. That
was about the best idea of him…
The dragon sighed. Not THAT
wish again! He’d done that about a dozen times already and always someone
seemed to stroll along thinking, ‘Hey, what a nice moon! Let’s blow it up!’ And
poof! – his beautiful craftsmanship - wasted once
again. He took a closer look at the figure in front of him. The moon had been
wished back for various reasons. Two or three times by Dende, when the little guardian of the earth had summoned
him upon a request of mankind. But this being was definitely not the namekian god. First, he was too tall and second, Dende would never hide himself in such a tattered looking garment.
Strange indeed. Why was this stranger hiding his face?
Was he that ugly?
The dragon pondered some
more. The moon had also been wished back two or three times by the Saiyajin,
who seemed to have their own reasons for wanting the silver orb back in the
sky. Not that he wanted to know about that ... He remembered the last time,
when that impudent so-called prince had wished it back. He still had nightmares
because of the images the bakayaro prince’s mocking
suggestions had caused him. He snorted.
BUT I REPAID HIM ALL
RIGHT! I WONDER WHAT THEY DID WHEN THEY DISCOVERED THEIR NEW BODIES… HEHEHEH…
THAT’LL TEACH VEGETA NOT TO MOCK ME!
He snickered in
remembrance.
Oh well, whatever. If those
pity mortals took so much pleasure in blowing up their planet’s trabant and restoring it, who was he to hinder them? Maybe
they had invented a new sport out of it, a
“who-can-blow-up-the-moon-in-the-most-inventive-way-tournament” …
“YOUR WISH HAS BEEN
GRANTED.”
And with that statement Shenlong’s eyes glowed bright red and suddenly a silver
light descended through the clouds and cast strangely beautiful shadows down on
the landscape where the serpent dragon’s feet would have been, if he’d have had
any.
With moon in the sky, he
will be mine. I’ll never let him go.
Pleasant images formed
behind midnight eyes. The silent figure lifted its head to the sky and its hood
fell back. The dragon stared.
WHO..?
Suspiciously he eyed the
man standing in front of him, who seemed to be totally enchanted by the silver
light. He was very tall and he had something familiar about him. And - the
dragon cringed – he was UGLY! Well of course most mortals did not appeal to a
dragon’s taste, not with having someone around who was as beautiful and perfect
as ... Shenlong sighed as a specific image came into
his mind. In comparison this man was even more ... well ... “not attractive”
was really the underestimation of the century. Visibly challenged, maybe? Shenlong shuddered then discarded the thought – he had more
important matters to attend to now.
The dragon knew that he had
not seen this man before, but now that he was paying closer attention, the
stranger smelled like a ...
SAIYAJIN?
“WHO ARE YOU?”
The booming voice made the
man jerk as he cast wide onyx eyes up towards the dragon.
“Uh ... well, you wouldn’t
know me…”
“YOU’RE A SAIYAJIN! I CAN
SMELL IT!” The dragon stated matter of fact. He did not like saiyajin very
much, with the possible exception of Goku who had always been pretty respectful
towards him. But that insolent prince ... yeesh!
He descended even further
downwards to take a hearty sniff at the nervous man. His nostrils flared, as he
picked up a not so very pleasant scent that held strange connotations, and he
sneezed lightly, which nearly blew the man off the cliff. His cloak went
airborne and was never to be seen again, and now the dragon could also see the
typical attribute of the saiyajin, a dark brown tail, which was tightened
securely around the burly waist of the muscular man. The Saiyajin regained his composure
and once again stood proud and tall, seeking direct eye contact with the
astounding beast in front of him. His heart pounded very hard as he tried to
stand up to the piercing look of the dragon.
I’ll let
no one interfere. Just thinking of that body, that lovely
shade of green. I‘ve always had a thing for green. I cannot, no, I will
not wait anymore! This is torture!
He panted slightly. He knew, that
his helper would do a very good job considering that he did everything thoroughly,
but still he was not sure how much more time he had. He snorted. He had been
very sceptical at first, when the other had approached him. He remembered their
last encounter too well, and it had not been a pleasant experience. He had even
thought he hated the man, but then again his offer had just been too tempting.
“I THOUGHT, ALL SAIYAJIN WERE IN HELL BUT GOKU AND THAT BAKA PRINCE?”
The stranger cringed at the
mention of these names.
“Errr
... well, that was true. But I, well, I kind of found a loophole, you see and
so I came back to the planes of the living. I have some ... unfinished business
here.”
He frowned and then smiled
strangely.
A
loophole.
Hehe.
More like an asshole. A very egoistic, cunning, extremely
powerful asshole. I still wonder why he helped me out of there, and even
gave me the dragonballs. I wish I knew. It’s not some kind of guilty conscience;
I don’t think he has one. It can’t be generosity either,
he’d never offer something for free. But what else could it be? I have no idea…
But then again, if it serves my plans, what do I care.
He seemed to sweat too much
for the cool night and the looks he was giving Shenlong
made the dragon feel somewhat uneasy.
“HMMM…” The dragon still
found the whole thing very fishy.
The Saiyajin shivered
unconsciously in anticipation, but then steeled himself. He was here on a
mission. A mission of the heart for that! He would never back down now that he
had come this far! He was careful not to look at the moon yet. He had wished it
back for a specific purpose and to lose control now would destroy his plans
completely. He eyed the dragon once again. He could recall exactly when he had
seen the summoning for the first time. He had already been in hell then, but
even hell had a sense for action and so the higher ranks were allowed to watch
whenever something interesting was happening on the planes of the living.
I think
that’s meant as a way of torture too. But not for me ... not
for me …
So he had witnessed the
summoning of the dragon each and every time. That was when he had seen him. His love, his secret crush. He had brooded for decades about
a plan when finally the chance of a lifetime had walked in on him and offered
everything he wanted for free. Funny. But now nothing
would stop him in his way to get the one he wanted. His tail showed his
anticipation as it losened itself from the grip around his waist and swayed
through the cool night-air swiftly.
“WHAT IS YOUR NAME, LITTLE
SAIYAJIN?” the dragon asked him curiously.
The Saiyajin folded his
arms in front of his massive chest and smirked.
“I will tell you after my
second wish. But first I have a question: If I did not use that wish, what
would happen?”
“I WOULD DISAPPEAR INTO MY
OWN PLANE OF REALITY AND COULD BE SUMMONED AGAIN IN HALF THE TIME IT WOULD
USUALLY TAKE.”
The Saiyajin nodded and his
eyes gleamed. He had expected something like this.
Just like he said. That leaves me with just one choice. And then ...
He smiled as his eyes
glazed over and he thought of those fiery eyes, that magnificent body, all the
raw power. All this would be his, his to own and to take pleasure from. Never
would he let him go again.
The dragon coughed and he
was brought back to the harsh reality. He stared into the night as he exclaimed
his second wish, too nervous to look the dragon in the eye.
“Very
well then. My
second wish is for my one true love to be with me forever!”
All for my love …
The dragon looked confused.
That wish was unexpected. Saiyajin seemed to have a knack for wishing for
power, immortality and such feeble things. But then again, the last time he’d
been summoned it had also been something akin to this. This wish was easy, but
still he was a very curious dragon.
“WHO WOULD YOUR ONE TRUE
LOVE BE? I CANNOT READ HEARTS, YOU KNOW.”
The Saiyajin smirked again.
He had been warned about the curiosity and also been told that the dragon
was able to sense surface thoughts. That’s why he kept his plans hidden deep
beneath.
“You don’t have to know
that to grant the wish, right? Then just do it. Maybe I’ll tell you afterwards ...”
That
should tease him. Come now! DO it! I want it. I need it!!
The dragon shifted
uncertainly. This was fishy, he knew that there was
trouble ahead for someone. But the wish had been worded very precisely. If the
saiyajin had wished for someone to fall in love with him, Shenlong
could have refused. But he was bound to the rules and it lay within his power
to grant this wish, and so he was to do it, even if he didn’t like it one bit …
and then again, it didn’t really concern him. So some poor mortal would be
bound to this - he shuddered again – err ... visually challenged man’s side.
What did it mean to him? It was not like he really cared.
“WELL, YES, I GUESS, I HAVE
TO TRUST YOU. FINE. YOUR WISH IS GRANTED! THE
DRAGONBALLS WILL RETURN TO THEIR DORMANT STATE NOW FOR THE NEXT YEAR.“
Now that this was done, he
REALLY wanted to know what he had just done and for whom!
“HEY, YOU PROMISED TO TELL
ME YOUR NAME !AND I STILL WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHOM I
JUST BOUND TO YOUR SIDE. QUICK; BEFORE I HAVE TO VANISH!”
The Saiyajin snickered
heartily. Shenlong looked expectantly. But the damn
Saiyajin took his time, smirking again. Shenlong saw
the dragonballs light up and sighed. His curiosity would not be sated, it
seemed. He had really wanted to know what this wish had been about. But now he
would return to the small porch of time and space that was his lair when he was
not summoned and he would most probably never know. He was very powerful, but
he was not omniscient. Oh well. This was not the first time and probably not
the last time. And at least he had something to look forward to – he knew that
his return was eagerly awaited and he smiled and licked his lips in
anticipation as images arose within his mind once again. The holy spheres
erupted into fiery balls and Shenlong closed his
eyes, ready to return to his home and his love.
Nothing happened.
He pried open one big red
eye. The Dragonballs had vanished and the deserted land was back to normal
again. But ... he was still there. His jaw hit the floor as he gaped at the
smirking figure in front of him.
“What the hell ... “
He squeaked. What had
happened to his voice? He glared downwards as his eyes caught something and he
gasped. He could see his tail!! He had never ... his lower body half had always
dissolved into the light emitted by the time-space-hole the dragonballs were
creating. Now the dragonballs had vanished, but he was still there!
“What have you done,
Saiyajin???”
The Saiyajin looked very
smug.
“Well, for a start, let me
introduce myself. My name is Nappa. I have been dead for some decades and now I
have fled the depths of hell to finally be together with my one true love. And
as for that …”
The startled dragon saw the
tall, muscular, bald – and tremendous ugly, he had to add - man
cast his head upwards and look directly at the pale full moon that had
already risen far above the horizon. Nappa growled and then began to grow thick
fur. His body shifted and grew immensely and before Shenlong
was able to even gasp in surprise he found himself eye to eye with a very big
red-eyed were-ape. As big as himself to be accurate.
He gulped as the heavy muscled, very strong, furry body edged closer. It
almost seemed to radiate heat in waves. There was a glint in those red eyes
that was faintly familiar. The brunette oozaru
smirked and bared enormous fangs.
“GRRREEN … LIKE GRRREEN …!”
Then he growled and before Shenlong had another second to wonder what in Dende’s and all kami’s name was
happening here, he was glomped and tackled down to
the ground, finding a very heavy panting were-ape sitting upon him with a smug
smirk on his ugly apish face. The beast growled and as Shenlong
made out the words he paled and gulped.
“RRRHH! I ALWAYS HAD A THING FORRR
DRRRAAAGONS…”
And as the extremely horny
Nappa-oozaru advanced on his one true love again,
grinning wildly and hungrily, and smoothing strong huge hands along glistening
scales, all the mighty eternal dragon Shenlong could think was:
Uh oh. This is bad. THIS IS
VERY BAD… and Porunga-chan is not going to like this
one bit ...
And in the distance a small
figure with dark, flame-like hair, standing on another tall cliff, had watched
the whole thing from the start, grinned maliciously. The man turned and
slowly walked away. Of course he had known about his former guards strange ...
preferences. It was really perfect. The perfect payback.
And besides - this was fate, right? Love always finds a way...
That will teach you not to mess with the mighty prince of the saiyajin,
dragon! Revenge is a dish best served under a full moon!
Vegeta snickered and then,
looking at the moon, turned into his panther-were-form and silently, gracefully
vanished into the dark night where his mate was waiting for him, trying not to
listen to the strange sounds that originated from somewhere behind him.
The End. (thank god.)
Think about it – it could have been worse. I could have used Hildegard
(from movie 13). Or I could have decided to include a lemon. Ooooh, now that’s a nasty image…
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