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Saiyan Enlightenment	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4529 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Saiyan Enlightenment
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-29
- 31-30
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40/End
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Saiyan
Enlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning of
Pride

Card

Disclaimers and Warnings and Author�s Snarky
Comments:

A.
Lets all sing: This is the fic
that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends, some people started reading
it, not knowing what it was and they�ll keep reading it forever just because
this is the fic that never ends�

B.
*cough * I do not own DB, DBZ, or DBGT. If I did DB �GT� would be �Group Therapy� and DBZ would be about
Goku�s quest to get Vegeta sweaty and naked (and trapped under him while he had
his wicked way with him.)

C.
This is a CONTINUATION of The Meaning of Pride. That means for this to make complete sense
you should go read MoP.

D.
Obviously, there will be �Saiyan� ness. That�s (as Vegeta puts it): to include violent fighting, angry
sex and fighting for �dominance.� As
well as LEMONS. Homosexuality (two male
Saiyans boinking (having sex), actually four, because Trunks & Goten get
laid too) Dirty language probably. Unexplained green smirks.

E.
Gohan�s an ass. This might
change (let us all pray it�ll change) but he held on to his �assness� for forty
chapters in MoP, I don�t see him
parting with it.

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

It
was evening before Kakarot actually woke up again, and he yawned, stretched and
looked at Vegeta as if absolutely nothing out of the ordinary had
happened. Just smiled and sat up in
their bed, looked at him like he heen een sitting here the whole day trying to
sort out just what the hell he was doing.
Because all of a sudden, he hadn�t a fucking clue what he was doing.

He
knew he was pissed at Kakarot, knew that anger didn�t accurately describe the
way he was feeling when it came to finding out that his idiot lover had been
wasting both their time and taunting his own inner desires by trying to exhaust
them out of his system. And for what
exactly, Vegeta had not a clue because he couldn�t figure out just what the big
fucking hang up was. Look at what he
had just done in the hallway. What he
had done to Kakarot, the one person in the whole of the universe that he
thought would be safe from that sort of treatment and there he had been,
holding the man down the same way he had held down Radditz, used his own blood
to fucking lubricate the fuck.

How
very Saiyan.

�What�s
wrong �Geta?� Kakarot asked. Like
nothing was out of the ordinary. Sat
there with his legs under the blanket and his hands in his lap. Almost as if he knew exactly what was wrong
and thought that ignoring it was the best course of action. But Vegeta had known the idiot too long to
let him play the fool and get himself out of trouble.

�What�s
wrong, Kakarot,� he said, felt his teeth gnash together, �Is that you are
wasting my time. How the hell do you
expect to learn to control your instincts if you�re not even awake?�

And
away the fool went, there came Kakarot, who was a lot fucking smarter than he
liked to let on. Slow about it and
oblivious sometimes, but there was intelligence in him that was never shown
because it would be ridiculed the way Vegeta�s emotions were. People loved to laugh, after all, and there
was nothing funnier than Kakarot being smart and Vegeta being emotional.

�I
didn�t want to hurt you, Vegeta.�

Oh
WHAT A LOVELY THING TO SAY! �Moron,�
he snapped, �I am more than capable of taking care of myself.�

�You
know what I mean.�

Vegeta
curled his hands up into fists and tried to remember that this was Kakarot and
that Kakarot was painfully sensitive about that whole �sex� part of being a
Saiyan and he didn�t even like having Vegeta on his hands and knees, he always
had to see his face when they fucked so of course he wasn�t going to want to do
it the Saiyan way. But DAMMIT,
sometimes you had to fucking do things you didn�t want to in order to learn to
control them. �Do you hate me?� he
asked�felt that was definitely a woman�s question but unfortunately it had to
be used in this instance.

�Why
would I hate you?�

�Because
I just fucked you like an animal in our hallway,� he said.

This
earned him a quiet stare. Kakarot
thought about that one for a few moments.
Then sighed, looked down at his own hands uncertainly and then back up
at Vegeta. �No. I don�t hate you.�

�Do
you think what I did was wrong?� he asked.
It came out angry though, and he would have taken it back, but it was
another necessary question. They were
all necessary, unfortunately, because until he figured out what in the hell
Kakarot thought was so wrong about it, he couldn�t figure out how to help him. Fighting, he was almost certain, was not
going to be nearly the problem that this sex thing was. Saiyans fought, they killed and they laughed
about it. Kakarot fought, but didn�t
kill. And now he was sitting there
asking himself if Vegeta was an evil thing for what he had done.

�No,�
Kakarot said, �But� Vegeta� It was different. That�s not it.� He leaned
forward, spoke like this was more important than all other things in the world. �I don�t just want to do that to you� I want to�
I want to take it from you. I
want to make you do it.�

Ah. That�s the problem. He felt the undying need to punch himself in
the head. Or Kakarot. Or maybe kick him. Or both. Both would be
satisfying. He didn�t, he just looked
at Kakarot very seriously. �Regardless
of what you may think,� he said this with just a tiny internal shiver because
he knew what he was saying here, and the big moron probably hadn�t a damn clue,
�You have to let that out. I
told you already that I wouldn�t hate you for it. Everyone does it. You
never had the chance.�

Then
came a question that he wasn�t so sure he was going to answer with a great deal
of honesty. �Who�d you do that
with?�

~~~***

Goten
held the baby, cradled her in his arm, held his sandwich in the other and
rocked back and forth on the chair in the kitchen, hummed between bites of food
and watched little Bra sleeping peacefully.
Little blue curls all sweet and cute and there was silence and calm
everywhere around him. Trunks and Bulma
were both sleeping, and he had taken over the baby-watching duty. Didn�t mind it nearly as much as Trunks did,
because he and the kid had an understanding.

She
didn�t cry and he didn�t bitch about her.

There
was a mutual respect between them. She
didn�t poop on him or throw up on him and he fed her without delay. She burped he rocked her. She slept and he was quiet. It was pretty simple. No complicatedness, no need to bitch and
take hour long showers.

Poor
Trunks. It was probably best he was gay
or he�d end up with a kid and give it a complex. Which made Goten wonder if Vegeta behaved the same way around his
son when Trunks was little. He,
personally, didn�t have a father when he was a baby. But he had Gohan, and when the idiot had been wearing that
ridiculous outfit as the Great �Saiyanman� and was actually around, he was
cool. Like a father only with strange
emotional scars. (Mom blamed it on the
fighting. Goten figured it had
something to do with the fact that Gohan was almost entirely convinced that it
was his fault that their father had sacrificed his life because Gohan hadn�t
been able to kill Cell when he should have.
Which was bullshit, because that was their father�s fault for not kill
the bastard when he had the chance.
Idiot.)

Still,
there were more things to consider than just the baby. Like his sandwich. He could consider it.
Ham. Mustard. Cheese.
That was a lot to consider.

So he
was running short on inspiring thoughts.
His whole life had consisted of babies, diapers and Trunks for a whole
week now. No fighting to speak of and
it was getting just a bit wearing on his nerves. He had gone to see Gohan just a few days ago. Played with that baby for a little while,
and listened to his brother try to work through his shit about their
father. (Oi, that was going to take a
long time, because poor widdle Gohan had sobbed his poor ickle eyes out about
how his Mommy had died, but they all knew what the asshole�s real problem
was.) Videl had been perky and happy
and the baby had regarded her Uncle with a little more than disdain. More like dislike. Didn�t like him.

Fine
by him, he didn�t like the brat either.

But
she would probably like Trunks. They
seemed to have that thing about them that would go together well. Maybe he could swap the babies without
anyone noticing. (A joke, a Joke! He wasn�t really going to do it.) So he sighed. Went back to considering his sandwich, found that past time to be
boring and ate the rest of it in a few bites.
Stood up and cradled little Bra against him, hummed and climbed the
stairs to put her back in her crib.

Found
that Bulma was sitting up on her bed, blinking the sleep out of her eyes. �Oh,� she said, �I was going to come get
her.�

�No
problem,� he said, �We just finished eating and decided it was time for
bed.� He laid her in the crib and
pulled her blanket up over her. Patted
her pretty blue curls and sighed.

�Vegeta
used to do that very same thing,� she said, �Like it was so much trouble to
even look at his own son.� Bulma stood
up and walked over to stand next to him.
�You�re really good with her.�

He
shrugged. �Must be because I�m such
baby myself.�

She
smiled. �Probably.� But she didn�t seem very convincing. Whatever, he wasn�t any better with the baby
than her or Trunks, he was just different.
A lot different than them, and besides he wasn�t the girl�s brother or
Mom, so she probably considered him neutral and decided not to give him a hard
time. �Go find my son now,� she said,
�It�s been hours, I�m sure.�

He
grinned. �About a day, actually.�

She
shook her head. �I meant since you saw
him.�

�Right,�
he walked toward the door, and just before he stepped out, �So did I.� Winked and disappeared into the
hallway. Could almost hear her shaking
her head at him, and just wait until he told Trunks, think of all that blushing
that would happen then. He smirked like
an evil man and pushed open the door to their bedroom. Found Trunks sleeping. Smiled at that picture for a second and then
dove onto the bed.

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

Just
at the border line of the count. Stupid
thing!

Vegeta: You know,
I think the author thinks she�s funny.

Goku: She must
think something always cutting off our emotionally meaningful moments to write
crap our sons.

Vegeta: My
thoughts exactly.

Goku: I should
have left when I had the chance.

Vegeta: Yeah, I
should have followed you.

Goku: These chains sort of hurt.

Vegeta: And this
chair is hurting my ass.

Saiyajin Neko:

I�m
worried too. Do you think everything is
going to be okay? *bites fingernails *

Ginia:

Ah,
you did mess up the normal order.
Usually Jaygoose is the second or first to review. And let us hope that Goku just gets with the
saiyan sex already and spares us the angst.

Jaygoose:

Gasp. Not good to feel wrong. You�re supposed to be �like right there�
that�s the desired effect.

Webtester01:

Glad
you loved the chapter. And I hate that �line
11� message. It�s annoying. *glares at stupid message as if daring the
bastard to show up again *

Mechanical Butterfly:

Ah. You got all tied up in the emotional angsty
stuff in the chapter. *twinkly eyed
* I�m so happy! And I�m worried about our Saiyans too. But I�ve got faith in them. They�ll work through it. Somehow.
Hopefully. I�m fairly certain
they will. Really.

*cough
*

Anyway. You can�t review under a different
name! That�s cheating. *nods affirmatively *
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Saiyan Enlightenment

SaiyanEnlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning ofPride

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Saiyan
Enlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning of
Pride