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The diabolical switch!	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or make money from this, do i really have to say it? But of course!

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This is a different spin-off of Ringo1 fic ‘The Prince and the Third class warrior’; Thank you so much for your permission to do this, lot’s of love your way! Please check out the original fic; it is very much a recommended read! I adored it!

I cannot promise it will be as good as the original but we all write differently.

I do not own DBZ or any characters, hell, wish I did grrr; the things I’ll make Vegeta do if he was mine *evil glares* Muahahhhah!

This will have yaoi, come on you all should know me by now *wink*, it is a kidnapped idea (permission granted to kidnapped it) There is no Uub, and no Bulla/Bra. Also I’m kidnapping my and B-chan’s characters Aquarius and Capricorn from our joint fic Starstruck: Down the rabbit hole. If you haven’t checked it out, then do so, I will not be going in detail of these characters, their characteristics are thoroughly explained in the fic. You can find it under SaiyanB’s adultfanfiction profile.

The diabolical switch!

          Goku moped around his home, scuffling his feet as he walked from room to room hoping something anything would take him away from his funk. Yet the minor details of the room was taken care of by his estrange wife, no dusting, no cleaning, nor even the simple task of organizing was left for him to perform.

            He tried to distract himself with his children, selfish he knew but they were no longer little boys, Gohan was off to college busy with his studies and his lovely girlfriend Videl, and Goten was far too busy tagging along with trunks ‘scoping’ out young teenage ladies; far more important and pressing then going fishing with his ‘pops’.

            Goku flopped on the hard couch becoming more sullen, thinking he should stop the weekly spars with the prince of all Saiyanjins, but he be punishing himself more that he knew. Vegeta was the only one in the universe that could make him break a good sweat; pity really, he could see the bountiful potential that laid deep within the smaller Saiyan, if only he could swallow his pride for one moment and accept his help to unlock that mass power in him. Goku knew without a shadow of a doubt Vegeta could reach SSJ3, if only he would listen.

*Flashback*

                                                                                                                                                            “Come on Geta’ I know you can do it!” Goku let out a frustrated whine his pout strengthening.

            “Oh shut up Kakarot!” Vegeta spun on his feet, baring his teeth. ‘I do not need any advice from a low born clown such as yourself!”

            Goku flinched under the harsh stare and words from his comrade, after-all that they been through together he had hoped they would be past the uneasiness of their relationship and bond into a thriving friendship. “I just want to help you, I just thought that you...”

            “Don’t presume to know me Kakarot! You don’t have a clue what I think, and do.” Vegeta crossed his arms tightly, his death glare intensifying.

            Goku shook his head, biting his tongue; he hit another sore spot. Well in truth he seems to always hit a sore spot with the prince, silence looked like his best option. So he sat back against the tree arms cradling is head, he watched the sky.

*End of flashback*

Vegeta has become a sore spot for him, every time they sparred he found himself doing exactly what he is doing now, moping. He wish he could understand the smaller Saiyan better, know what makes him think, how he saw the world. Surprised really Vegeta had kept up his personal vendetta against him, not as heated as it once was; at least Vegeta gave up the idea of killing him… he hoped.

            Goku looked over to the portrait on the end table, reaching out to study it. It was taken after the big fiasco with Buu, they all stood smiles in place all except two. Piccolo towering over all others his face remaining stoic; Goku remembered a time when even the green giant was out for his blood, but now he had his own life to live, giving up his path of evil to enjoy what life had to offer. Piccolo was now a very good friend of his, heck they went to driving school together; funny really once Piccolo was dead set on destroying him.

            Then there was the other, sour faced glaring more than ever. If looks could kill whomever dared look at this picture and to the blue clad male would kill over. Goku stifled his giggle at the image of someone gazing at Vegeta then fall over. His mirth gone once he came back to his original thoughts. Vegeta… What can he do to make the man see?

~~~ Vegeta~~~

            Vegeta stifled a groan as he stretched down to gather fresh clothes; Kakarot’s roundhouse got him good on his lower back aggravating and old injury. Fucking bastard. Vegeta hissed when he straightened clothes in hand, he hated how his body ached and stung after a good workout or spar but he be damned if he stopped. The thought had flashed through his mind on several occasions on gathering the dragon balls and wish his body back in tip top shape but once again he be damned if he swallowed his pride and accept the fact his body was damaged. He remembered once Bulma had the audacity to say he was becoming an old timer, he smirked at the memory when he refused to touch her for a good month saying ‘sex was far too vigorous for a man of his age’. He chuckled darkly when he thought about what Bulma had done to ‘make it up to him’. Too bad things are not what they once were.

            His mood soured once again when his body decided to remind him of spar, more specifically about the third class buffoon. He hated everything about the warrior, how stupid he is, how obnoxious he is; really trying to give him advice! Who the hell did he think he is, giving him, the prince advice on how to fight! That overly sweet smile that would make his bright eyes twinkle, how that body moved so fluidly under pressure… Vegeta shook his head, where did that come from? Treacherous body…



No, he would not give himself any excuses, he hated Kakarot. Hated every damn thing about the Saiyan! But at times in all honesty he wondered what it would be like to be Kakarot. He had what he was meant to, everyone looked up to the hero, stared at him in awe and revere, they practically worshiped the ground he walked on, and why not, he gave himself time and time again to save the planet, did everything he could so that others could live in peace. When he was around he was a father Vegeta could never be to his children, hell even his own spawn adored him.

            Yes it was true, he wish he could be openly affectionate to his son as Kakarot is to his children, laugh, play, and genuinely enjoy it. Vegeta himself found it very difficult, when he hugged Trunks for the first time he felt so very awkward and even timid. Yes he did feel good deep down when his boy gazed up to him with the biggest smile he ever saw, he couldn’t help but to give a small smile back. Did it really take him killing himself, what he believed the last time he will ever see his son to show such affection and tell the boy what he slaved his whole childhood to hear.

            By the god’s how did Kakarot do it so effortlessly? How could he be so open even after the several well many times that someone tired to kill him? How could he leave himself so open? Vegeta be damned before he allow anyone to see him so open; he had witness and experienced far too much in his lifetime to allow anyone so close, to know him as well as everyone knew Kakarot.

            Vegeta turned off the faucets, pleased by the heated water work on his aching joints and muscles. He went back to his task, pulling on the clothing uncaring if his skin was wet, pulling out several pill capsules he popped them in his mouth swallowing them down with nothing more than spit, he was a man he didn’t need the aid of water to swallow such morsel things and allowed them to take effect.

            He returned to his room, keeping the bathroom door open for the steam to pour in, filling up with humidity; he was always in favour of warmer climates; naturally he took a shine to the jungles of the south, the humid thick air reminded him of home. To this day he still missed it just had he done the moment he left that beautiful red gem and everything he was meant to be behind.

            He walked over to his window sill looking towards the sky, watching the idle clouds drift above, little peeks of the stars above gleamed from the clouds and he wished. He wish for many things, for things to be better, for life to be easier, but only one stuck out once he realized he made such a wish.

‘I wish I was more like Kakarot.’

~~~ Goku~~~

            Goku let loose a mighty yawn, another night under the twinkling stars above; Chichi decided she wanted the whole bed once again, something about ox husbands; he didn’t fully understand but much like everything else. He always seem to be the last one to get much of anything. Which returned him back to his old problem; Vegeta.

            He wondered what would Vegeta say if Chichi had said that to him, what would he do? He giggled picturing the prince scoff at Chichi, flipping over the bed and letting her butt smack on the floor ‘The couch is unbefitting of a prince!’ he would say or something like ‘try and stop me insufferable woman!’ Goku laughed once again, yeah Vegeta wouldn’t take any BS from anyone least of all a woman.

            To Goku Vegeta was a man whose pride and sternness was a trait to be applauded, no one questioned him and when he spoke everyone listened and took his words in deep consideration and seriousness, while when he said something his friends would smile, some would shake their heads, and openly be mockingly condescending; he was a joke and knew it, yes they all love and adored him, but he was never really taken seriously unless of course there was a major threat to the planet or universe then they all hung on to him for advice; save us Goku!

            He wish he could be like Vegeta in that aspect, have everyone listen to him and take him seriously. He was tired of ‘That’s our good ol’ Goku!’ give him a pat on the back for trying. He knew he wasn’t the brightest but hell he did have some smarts and wit about him!

            Goku stared up into the sky, eyes fixated on a pulsing star above, and he knew this was juvenile, he knew that it would never work; but somewhere deep down he had hope that at least it would build his own self confidence, if anything at all.

            ‘I wish I was more like Vegeta’

~~~ Meanwhile, on a cloud looking down~~~

            “Ohhhh, do you hear that Capricorn?” The smile widen at each passing idea running through his devious mind.

            The more calmer and relaxed of the duo raised a brow at his more than excited comrade. “I do, and what are you plotting against these two Aquarius?”

            Aquarius smirked raising a pointer finger below. He and his friend always had a liking to the two mortals below, for decades they watched and betted on them, Vegeta being Aquarius’s favoured and Capricorn felt more akin to Goku; sharing in traits, and near in appearances. “I just only wish to grant their wish friend.”

            Capricorn lightly shook his head, expelling a light sigh. “What’s the bet? There’s always a catch with you.”

            Aquarius chuckled, his friend did after-all known him for so long, but this time in all honesty there wasn’t. “In truth old friend, there isn’t any. I just want to grant their wish, and watch the outcome. That is all.”

            “Really?’ Capricorn lulled over the idea; changing the traits of the mortals seem a bit drastic on his end. “How long will they be like one another?”

            “I really don’t think time limit matters, they have those magic balls after-all. Come on Capricorn, there will be no harm. In fact we just may help them in the end, better in understanding themselves and all.”

            “Very well Aquarius.” Capricorn smiled, keeping his eye trained to the mortals below.

            “Once they wake Goku will be Vegeta, and Vegeta will be Goku!”

            “Wait, What!!” Capricorn hollered.
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