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Much Like Suffocating	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4298 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Much Like Suffocating

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WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:

A.
If I owned the show (DBZ), dontcha think you�d be watching the smut
instead of just reading it? (Insert
standard disclaimer here: I don�t own
Vegeta, Goku, (any other characters mentioned herein) or the show they came
from DBZ DBGT or just plain DB.)

B.
ALL RIGHTY. *rubs hands
together and looks up terms for the list of warnings: * Sadly, this is AU, but folks, don�t run away
already screaming. You can read
it. I swear It�ll be chocked full of
lemony goodness. LEMONS (Not talking
about the fruit here, either. I�m
talking about the sex ones; although how did it come to be a �lemon�
anyway?) Homosexuality (er�duh.) Also (warnings I�ve never used before!
Gasp): bondage, shady professions, and
graphic descriptions. (Hopefully
graphic anywho.) Also, dirty language
doubtlessly. DARK. BAD THINGS HAPPEN HERE FOLKS.

C.
As always I strive to keep folk in character even when they are not
�themselves� in the canon-sense. If
you�re reading this and you�re like they are so not in character, give it a
chappie or two and see if you still think that.

I tried very hard not to write this. I batted it down and tried to starve the
bunny (the plot bunny) until it went away.
And you see how far that got me.

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(Wasn�t
he pretty?)

That
thought burst into her mind just seconds before the first shockwave knocked her
out of bed. She scrambled to her feet,
latched her nails�retractable claws�into the side of the metal bed frame,
pulled herself up. Held on with one
hand and grabbed a sheet off the bed to wrap around her. (Cats and clothes did not mix well; and she
had slept naked since she was two years old.)
With one hand and her tail, she pulled it around her.

(Kakarot. Wasn�t he pretty?)

Then
there was another wave, the ship tipped, she screamed when the claws imbedded
in the frame made her hand twist painfully.
Held the sheet with one hand, and pulled herself to her feet. Freed her second hand, tied the damn sheet
around her, used her tail as a belt to keep it from flapping open and showing
off all her goodies.

< The
third shock, broke the door off the hinges and it fell to the ground with a
deafening clang that made her grab her head and cover her ears.

�OH FUCK!�

That
sounded like�the kid�Gohan. Was that
him? Where was he? She delicately perked an ear up, kept her
other clamped tight against her head, and held her hand over it. Fought against the waves of sickness and
vertigo, and the rocking of the ship against the shockwaves. Made it to her door and stepped on the
door�felt how hot it was�moved past it, out into the hallway. Something was ringing. Deafeningly ringing louder and louder. She had to fold her ear down again, and
cover it with both her hands.

Cats
were creatures of balance, naturally, but the ringing was making her stumble
and she fought against the waves as she moved down the long hall to the engine
room. The kid was there, pressing his
hand to his forehead as it bled profusely, and he had his other hand up in
front of his face as flames erupted from the engine room. She grabbed his arm, dug her claws in and
pulled him back. He fell against her,
ripped the sheet, and bled on her, and the room�s door slammed shut.

The
ringing stopped.

(Yes. He was very pretty�)

Who
the fuck was projected thoughts into hers?

Gohan
pushed himself up on one arm, looked down at her as he tried to get his legs
back under him, accidentally brought his knee up between her legs and she
rolled her eyes when he blushed even under all that blood. He finally managed to get back on his own
two legs�shoeless�and turned to look at the door.

�Who
shut it?� he asked.

�Wasn�t
me,� Bulma said, �I don�t like fire.�
She looked down at her now soot and grease covered sheet that had a
rather large hole in it just above her navel.
�Come on,� she said, �Lets go find Goku. Maybe he has some fucking clue what the hell is going on.�

�But,
the engine room is on fire,� Gohan protested.
Moved back toward the door.

(Pretty
when he bled.)

She
grabbed him, used all the strength of her race, and yanked him back so hard
that he dented in the inner hall of the ship, left the imprint of his body
there. �I told you to leave it the fuck
alone!� she shouted. �Listen to me when
I�� She slapped her hand over her
mouth. Stopped the stream of words that
were coming out of her. Sure, she was a
potty mouth, sure she got angry just like the rest of them. But she didn�t behave like that.

�You�re
right,� he said, stared at her like he had just seen a ghost�or at least, heard
one��We need to go find Goku.�

~~~***

Krillin
pulled the Prince past the twisted door.
He held him by the bands of metal that clamped the Prince�s wrists
together. The last tremor had left him
somewhat catatonic. He just kept
staring, his whole mind went blank, and there was nothing to find but static
and pain there on the surface of it.
Krillin did not have the permission nor the real desire to delve any
deeper into his mind. So he pulled him
along toward Goku, who was the only one of the all that was calm. Even the spider was upset�by her standards,
which meant she had accidentally spun a web.

(Pretty
when he bled.)

Bulma�s
mind changed; changed drastically for a few moments. Burned so bright that Krillin screamed out shortly, pressed his
hands to his forehead and felt his skin flushing bright red. But then, as if she had realized what
happened to her, she reclaimed herself, slammed shut steel doors on the invading
thing that had captured her mind. He
panted and blinked tears out of his eyes, looked back at the Prince�who was
still staring blankly and radiating very little but static.

Then
he moved toward Kaka�no! His name was
GOKU! Found him standing in the little
common room they had in the ship. Just
standing there, hands at his sides, head tilted to one side, mind not
necessarily blank, but humming very softly as if it was just now beginning to
understand what was happening. As if
something was being triggered.

And
you, his conscience reminded him, allowed Bardock access to that mind.

�Just
what the HELL was that?!� Bulma demanded.
Stepped into the common room wearing virtually nothing, with Gohan at
her side, bleeding and blackened. Last
came the spider-Princess.

�Something
that lingered and ticked,� Goku said.
Blinked his eyes and made his mind normal in as simple a gesture as
that. Thoughts burst back to life and
he moved across the room, took Vegeta from Krillin and set him down on one of
the couches, turned�guarded him from their sight with his body�and glared at
the rest of them. �Any ideas?�

�Uh��
Bulma said, �I have one really good fucking idea, how about we all share the
big secret. Not all of us can read
minds!�

�Bardock�s
evil,� Chichi said, drifted there near the door and made the whole room shiver
as it got painfully cold. �And the
little one knows something it will not speak.�

It
was the nature of the spiders to think they knew everything. They curled up in their corners and watched
the rest of the world with a little �hmph� and the knowledge that they were so
much superior to the rest of the universe.
They did�mostly�know when they encountered liars and evil because they
were blinded from real sight for the sake of increasing their ability to sense
�auras.� And the blind princess smiled,
floated, and just smiled.

Gohan
sighed. �Look, the engine room was on
fire when the door slammed shut. That
fire isn�t going to stay locked in there for long before it melts the whole
engine and then you can just kiss our asses good bye because we�re in the
middle of nowhere.�

�You�re
not going back into that room,� Goku said�flatly. Thought in his own mind: because that�s what Bardock would want
us to do. Wouldn�t he?

Nobody
knew. That was the sickening
thing. Nobody knew exactly what Bardock
was accomplishing out of this except the man himself. And he was so distant they couldn�t even hope to pick up an echo
of his thoughts. Which left only one
more person that hated Bardock with a passthatthat had once threatened to
consume him. One last enemy that had
not found its way onto this ship, but undoubtedly would soon.

�Krillin,�
Bulma said sweetly, moved closer to him, and patted him on his bald head. �You do realize that THE REST OF US CANNOT
READ MINDS, don�t you?�

The
Prince�s mind blinked back on. Foggy,
disconnected, the way his mind had been since they rescued him, but it was
alive with thought again. Pain. Longing, the yearning for physical contact
that would not fade�Goku told him�for at least a week. Part of Krillin knew that the longing never
went away.

�Stop
him from bleeding,� Chichi said, had her face turned to the cr, cr, covered
what they could see of her pale cheek with her hand, and Krillin privately
thought it was better that way. Spiders
were monsters, after all, just like Saiyans.
Vicious things that laid their traps and waited for the prey to stumble
in. Sucked them dry of their blood and
left the carcasses to fertilize their planet.
When they got hungry, their faces changed, morphed into the true horror
that lay under their bleached white exteriors.

�Oh,
shit, sorry Chi.� Bulma moved away from
him, finished ripping that section of sheet from her stomach, raised it to the
bleeding laceration on Gohan�s head and pressed it tight against the
wound. Made the boy suck in a breath
and curse under his breath.

�What
aren�t you telling us, Krillin?� Goku asked.

�Bardock� If he really wants us dead� There is someone else that he might be
trying to kill too. You, all of you,
should know him. He�s the only one that
really hates Bardock.�

And
Goku nodded. His mind found the name,
associated it with the person, and tingled with something like horror and
joy. Because their lives had (until
this point) been defined by the fact that Bardock was good, that he wanted to
help them, up to this very second, everyone who knew Bardock had hated this
other one. Detested him and wished that
he would die. In fact, until this day,
there was not a person amongst them (except perhaps the Prince) that would not
have offered to kill this�other.

�Well,�
Goku said, �We have to find him.�

�Okay,
some of us aren�t so quick on the uptake,� Bulma said, �Who IS he?�

And
Krillin left Goku to say it; because he could not bring himself to speak the
truth, to reveal yet another part of Bardock�s plan�just when had it started,
when had the madness begun and how far would this plan take them?�because he
had played his part in the destruction of the Prince, had been foolish and
ignorant, and did not believe his Gods would forgive him if he spoke this truth
as well.

�The
second Prince,� Goku said, �Who would have taken the throne if Vegeta hadn�t
been saved.�

Vegeta
looked up at Goku, his mind burned in outrage, andsaidsaid�croaked��There is no
second prince.�

�He�s
a half-breed,� Goku said, �Your father had an affair when you were nine.�

Bulma�s
mind picked up the name, Gohan clenched his fists tight together as he realized
who they spoke about, and the Spider hiding her face in the corner hissed out
her disapproval. It had been one of her
kind that mated with the Saiyan King and made the mix-breed.

�Oh,
Gods,� Bulma breathed out, �You�re talking about Trunks��

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

Vegeta:
ERG! My mind does not turn into
STATIC!

Gk: Its
okay, Vegeta, that just means you were deep in thought.

Bulma:
Riiiight. Or you were having no
thought.

Gohan:
HEY! Why does Trunks get to be a
bad-ass and I�m a puny �mechanic�?

Vegeta: Wait
a minute� Are you saying that Trunks is
my brother?

Gk: *turns
to Krillin * See? I told you he wasn�t slow!

*Ok, feels need to explain �plastic bag� comment
that was an out of blue thing. There is
this movie called like �American Beauty� or something and in one part of it,
that creepy kid is watching this white plastic bag (it could be a paper bag,
but I think its plastic) blow around in the wind, and he�s all like �blah blah�beauty
is everywhere�blah blah.� That was
where it was taken from. So�sorry if I
blindsided you with my inane references to a movie I don�t even really
like. *blink blink�wink * I do that a lot.

Setharo07:

Oh
thanks! *picks up basket and merrily
sets to squeezing some nice lemonade from them * Yep, lies will be revealed, truth will be shown. Things will seem like I�m insane. *I am. *
And�er�yeah. There are a lot of
turns. I�ll try to make sure I explain
them all well enough I don�t lose anyone.
BUT, if I do *looks at all readers *
I expect someone to tell me.

Macha:

Why�there
are tremors because the engine room is on FIRE! *dances about like this is a happy occasion.* Now allow me to add some questions to your
list: �Is Gohan really against Bardock
or is he a spy of some form?� �Is
Trunks part of Bardock�s plan?� �What
is invading everyone�s mind and making them think about �Kakarot� AND what
possessed Bulma�s mind there for a few minutes, why did it seemingly make Gohan
uneasy?� And �Will we ever see what Chichi
looks like when she�s hungry?�

*dusts hands off *
There we go. More
questions! Yeah!!! *cough *
Did I keep you confused?

Ginia:

Oooo. Theories.
I like theories. Unfortunately I
can�t really say �why yes you are right about�� because that would er�sort of�give
it away. And I think this story�s real
merit is in the fact that nobody has any clue what is really going on! (Not even the mind reader!) Intrigue.
Drama (drama, drama.) and er�Side
plots! Yeah.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Mechanical Butterfly:

*author
falls over and dies *

*still
dead. *

*More
dead. *

Alright,
I�m alive again. *grabs Squall from ff8 as he tries to run away after dropping
a Phoenix down and hugs him until he passes out. * Anyway. Chichi?! You want
to be Chichi?! Oh, goodness� But I guess she is sort of cool. (In this fic.) With the spidery thing, and the cold thing, and blind thing, and
the transporting thing. (Plus, she
looks really cool, and if I were an artist, I would show you that.) But still�
Chichi?!

*Bardock
accepts his award, and when MB turns her back and attempts to stab her; only to
have Trunks step in the way and stop him.
Then he hands the knife to the boy and starts proclaiming that Trunks
tried to kill MB. * Yeah, Bardock is a
great r. And~I
do that with my fics too. I let myself
get side-tracked, which is why I haven�t wanted to keep writing recently. Considered just stopping a few times in the
past week. (Have been taking
outrageously long time to write chappies.)
But didn�t. So here I am, all
happy to keep writing!
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