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Domination	By : DemonPyromaniac Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 4550 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DB, DBZ, or DBGT. If I owned GT, Pan and Bra would be able to go Super Saiyan. And that would be awesome. I make no profit from this story.

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A/N: Written for the DBZ kink meme at livejournal (dragonkink.livejournal.com) The prompt:

18/Vegeta & 17/Future Trunks

18 completely dominating Vegeta while taunting him about how 17's probably fucking his son in their shady van, and Vegeta pretending not to give a shit.

And all the while 16 briefly wonders what is with 18 and short men. And he makes friends with the birds

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By the way, even though this is in the het category, there is a lot of 17/Future Trunks stuff going on as well as some mentions of yuri. Also, this story takes a while to build up before the smut happens. The only specific warning for this chapter is mentions of Dr. Gero being kind of a creepy pervert.

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“Wait a minute,” Juuhachigou announced her presence to the quarreling Saiyans who immediately stopped arguing mid-fight and turned around to face her. Both Vegeta and Trunks had frozen, each one holding onto a large chunk of the other’s hair as if they had been ready to start a hair pulling fight. “So you two are father and son? How interesting.” Juuhachigou smiled that cold creepy smile of hers, which made Vegeta and Trunks forget their argument and jump into defensive stances while turning Super Saiyan.

Juunanagou jumped down from the short cliff on the side of the road where he and his sister had been spying on the Saiyans. “Cool, you guys are doing that pretty blonde thing again. I like that. But I am glad we both just decided to eavesdrop on you guys, since we learned something new today. Like why purple-haired kid isn’t in our data banks.”

“Exactly. He must have been living on another planet somewhere this whole time. It does make since that Vegeta’s the father, since he’s way older than Goku. We don’t have all the data on Vegeta since he’s from another planet, but I estimate that he must be over forty.” She put an emphasis on that last part, then smirked at Vegeta.

“Forty?! Forty?! How dare you, you stupid machine! I’m only thirty-five. I’ll kill you for mocking me, the Prince of all Saiyans!” Vegeta was angry at her; the very sight of those machines infuriated him. Especially Juuhachigou because she had seriously kicked his ass. But he had to wonder why that comment made him blow up at her. Since when did he care about his age? Unless… Dammit, it had to be those damn humans and their vanity rubbing off on him. Bulma always would get pissed off when people mentioned her age, and she always acted like being one year younger than him made her more attractive and all around greater than him. When he’d told her that Saiyans didn’t age as fast as humans and that she was an old woman compared to him, she had threatened to cut his balls off and chased him around the house with a kitchen knife in her hand, screaming obscenities, until Yamcha had eventually interfered and calmed her down. Speaking of Yamcha, while he wasn’t nearly as bad as Bulma, he was always at one of the mirrors with her while they preened together and made sure their hair looked nice. That must be why he suddenly cared when Juuhachigou greatly overestimated his age on purpose. It was their fault, them and their stupid, shinny, pretty hair and their stupid vanity.

“Wow, someone’s a little touchy about his age,” Juunanagou said.

“I know right? This is a little unexpected, but then again I’ve heard that older people get really sensitive about their age.”

Suddenly Vegeta snapped and flew at her, screaming, “Die machine!”

Obviously though, Vegeta’s efforts were in vain since Juuhachigou was so much more powerful than him. Juuhachigou was able to knock the wind out of him with only a few effortless punches. He laid sprawled face-first across the pavement, occasionally twitching. Trunks was having an epic internal struggle as he wanted to go help Vegeta, but was worried that helping his father would make him even more pissed off at him. He also would have preferred to avoid going near the cyborgs if possible.

Juunanagou just laughed at Vegeta’s helplessness. “Are you guys masochists or something?”

“You know what Juunanagou? I think you might be on to something. Why else would they pick a fight with us, even though we are clearly superior to them? I bet they like a little pain and suffering.”

Vegeta recovered enough to be able to move and grabbed at Juuhachigou’s ankle and orange socks. “Oh, looks like someone feels a little better. Hey, I don’t mind you giving me an ankle rub, but you better not rip up my new clothes. Or this time, I’ll have to break your arm in two places.”

“Don’t touch him!” Trunks seemed to have decided that helping his father and making him even angrier was better than having the cyborgs kill his father. Trunks ran over to Vegeta, all the while glaring at the cyborgs suspiciously in case they tried anything. Juuhachigou and Juunanagou just smiled at him while he picked up Vegeta and tried to carry him. Of course, Vegeta didn’t like receiving help and so he shoved Trunks away after he was able to stand properly.

“I wasn’t going to hurt him. Unless of course, he tried to attack me again. Or messed up my nice new clothes. It was a pain in the ass to find nice clothes around here, you know.”

“It really was. She made me come shopping with her too. Of course, finding nice clothes for her wouldn’t have been a problem if some jerk,” Juunanagou glared at Trunks, “hadn’t blown up the lab where we lived and more importantly where all our stuff was.”

Trunks ignored that part about the lab. “So what, did you kill some poor shop owner when he or she wouldn’t give you the clothes you wanted?”

“No, I just stole them. What is it with you anyway? You keep accusing us both of being homicidal maniacs when the only person we’re programmed to kill is Goku.”

“It’s really rude you know. After all, Juuhachigou and I are the ones who should be mad at you. You did destroy our lab and all our things and then you picked fights with us.”

“Speaking of which, I wouldn’t have had to rob some ‘poor shop owner’ if a certain purple-haired someone hadn’t blown up all of my stuff.”

“Alright already, I get it already!” Trunks snapped. “But I wasn’t trying to destroy your stuff. I was trying to blow you up because you’re murderous death machines bent on the destruction of the world. I won’t let you destroy everything in this timeline like you did in the future!”

“In the future?” Juunanagou asked.

“He really is from the future. His mother built a time machine and sent him back here.”

“So I could stop you two from killing us all! You killed off all of the Z warriors and then made the rest of the world your playground for the next 17 years. You killed more than half of the people on Earth!”

Juuhachigou addressed Vegeta. “Are you really sure that he’s from the future and not just delusional? Maybe you ought to be making sure that your son takes his medication.”

“Yeah, because what he said doesn’t sound like us at all. I mean even if we wanted to kill off most of the population, we would have at least kept you guys around as pets. You are some of the most interesting things that we’ve seen in a long time.”

Juuhachigou nodded in agreement. “Dr. Gero never let us get out much. He was so damn paranoid that he hadn’t modified us so that we were stronger than you guys. It was usually pretty boring in the lab. Well, except when the insect spy-bugs sent us new footage of you guys. Then it was hilarious.”

“Those videos were the only good thing about the lab. That and Gero letting us order nice clothes from expensive catalogues. Otherwise he was always like, “No, you can’t leave the lab, what if those Z fighters find out?”

Juuhachigou added, “And then he would have us get naked so he could do more modifications; and add more metal parts.”

“And we’d have to spend a few hours a day in these nanobot-healing tanks. Which we also had to be naked for. Totally naked.” Juunanagou said that last part slowly and grinned at the uncomfortable looks on Trunks and Vegeta’s faces.

“He said it was for something like being naked helped us to better absorb the healing juices, or some bullshit like that.” Vegeta flinched at the blonde machine’s words. He vaguely remembered Appule and Zarbon talking when he had been mostly passed out in that healing tank on Planet Namek and Zarbon had said something almost exactly the same. Thankfully Appule didn’t agree with Zarbon that Vegeta needed to be naked to absorb the healing juices. Did she about that? Was she just saying all that stuff to mock him? Maybe. But then again, Dr. Gero said he had stopped spying on them just before the humans and Kakarot had come to Namek. Not to mention, Dr. Gero and that other android had been surprised at the Super Saiyan transformation too.

Trunks was also disturbed by what the cyborgs were saying. It was so, so much better when they would just try to kill him or beat his ass to the ground and laugh and his pathetic attempts to fight back. He was used to that. It was expected. What he was not used to, however, was both of them causally talking about how “boring” living with Dr. Gero was and how they seemed to practically always be naked because Dr. Gero had to do some weird experiment, or perform some tune-up. Gross. And now, Trunks realized with horror, he was actually imagining what they looked like naked. Trunks swore that he would never, ever think of the machines as being attractive or beautiful again, not after what had happened when he first met them. He had been about six then and was out shopping with Gohan for some things that Bulma needed. Trunks remembered seeing both of the cyborgs in the crowd, asking Gohan if they were super-models and if they could get autographs. Once Gohan had spotted them, he was horrified and made Trunks fly away as fast as he could. And when the cyborgs noticed Gohan, they started blowing things up and then the screaming began.

Trunks needed to make them talk about something else, especially because now they were speculating over why Jukyugo didn’t need to be naked in the healing tanks, or ever, really.

“Maybe it’s because he’s completely synthetic,” Juunanagou suggested.

Juuhachigou was saying, “You could be right about that,” when Trunks suddenly yelled, “What are these videos that you two are talking about?”

Juunanagou replied, “Oh those old things? Just stuff like combat footage, and other entertaining things. Nothing for you to worry your pretty head about.”

“Like what?” Trunks decided to ignore that last comment. He hated when the cyborgs were condescending to him.

“Like we’ll tell you later if you come hang out with us in our van later,” Juunanagou smirked in a way that would have been sexy to most people, but it didn’t work on Trunks.

“I’m not going anywhere with you murderous machines.”

“Have you been listening at all? We’re only programmed to kill one person that’s all—”

“And we haven’t even gotten around to that because Juunanagou insists on driving everywhere.”

“I won’t let you machines touch Kakarot. He’s mine dammit! Mine!” That got some awkward stares. Even Trunks was looking at him funny. Vegeta noticed this and hastily added, “Only I’m allowed to defeat Kakarot.”

“Alright then, calm down. I don’t want to steal your boyfriend from you. I just have to destroy him a little, that’s all,” Juuhachigou started laughing at her own words.

“He is not my boyfriend!”

“Right,” Juunanagou said. “Sure he isn’t.”

“Besides, we don’t necessarily want to kill him anyway, we just have to,” Juuhachigou added.

Vegeta looked like he was about to start yelling at them again, but Trunks beat him to it. “What do you mean by you have to kill Goku? Aren’t you just doing it because you want to?”

“No, we have to,” Juunanagou said. “We’ve both been able to get around obeying Gero’s orders, except for that one.”

“Dr. Gero actually did a good job at making that particular program stick in our heads.”

“Yeah, Gero even did a better job with the ‘kill Goku’ order than he did with the orders to obey him and not to kill him. I suppose he should have planned ahead. Ha, ha, get it? Because I decapitated him.”

Juuhachigou just rolled her eyes while Vegeta and Trunks did nothing. Trunks half-expected to see tumbleweed roll past Juunanagou.

When he realized that no one was going to laugh at his joke, Juunanagou stomped his foot into the ground. “Dammit, you people have no sense of humor. None at all.” The he proceeded to cross his arms together and pout.

“Anyway… other than Juunanagou getting some revenge on Dr. Gero, we’re only going to kill Goku. Because we have to. Plus, I think you’d both be happy about Juunanagou killing Dr. Gero since that was what you guys were planning on doing. He basically did your job for you.”

Trunks hated to admit that she might have a point. But then again, the cyborgs had killed their creator in his timeline too, and afterwards they had proceeded to make Earth their little playground for almost two decades. Still, these cyborgs definitely were behaving differently than the ones in his timeline. Trunks decided to ask them more questions to figure out what they were up to.

“What happens to you if you both try to ignore the programming to kill Goku?”

“I can’t really say. But when I try to even think about not doing it, like right now,” Juunanagou rubbed his forehead, “I get this really awful headache.”

Juuhachigou started rubbing her forehead too. Both of them looked so pitiful like that and it moved Trunks’ heart a little bit and made him feel incredibly disturbed about feeling sympathy towards the machines. And he briefly allowed himself to think that those two were somehow different from the monsters in his timeline, that maybe if their programming to kill Goku was deleted, they would become nice people who just happened to be cyborgs. They would be a little odd sure, but they’d fit in well with the Z fighters and their friends. It probably wasn’t true though. All of his meddling had done was make both the Z fighters and the cyborgs stronger than they were in his timeline. But the cyborgs still had the upper hand, especially because Goku couldn’t fight, not until that medicine worked and cured the virus.

“Maybe you could help us though. Fix us so we don’t have to kill your friend,” Juunanagou winced as he said that.

“You two are friends with Bulma Briefs right?”

Trunks flinched. There was no way he was letting them go anywhere near his mother. “What do you want with her?”

“She’s a genius. If anyone is smart enough to fix us, it’s her and her father. You don’t want us to be homicidal maniacs anymore, right?” Juuhachigou asked.

“I’m sorry,” he couldn’t believe that he was actually apologizing to them, of all people. “But I can’t let you two go near her. She’s too important to me.”

“Won’t you please think about it?” Juunanagou asked. The machines in Trunks’ timeline never used the word ‘please’ in a sincere way like that.

“We’ll be hanging out in our van in the little park two miles that way,” Juuhachigou pointed behind the two Saiyans. “It’s a pink van; you can’t miss it. Why don’t you think about what we said and then come talk to us? We’ll be there for the next thirty minutes or so.”

“See you soon.” Juunanagou waved at the two Saiyans and then he and his sister flew off.

After they were gone Vegeta said, “Hmpf, I knew those machines were cowards. They must have left because they were scared of me. A smart move on their part.”

Trunks sighed and rolled his eyes.
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