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Moments In A Life	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3823 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Moments In A Life
- 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--Last
- 10
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- 12
Moments
In A Life

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Warnings and Things that Don�t Belong to Me:

A.
DBZ, DBGT (even though its never included in any of my writing)
and DB don�t belong to me. I don�t mamonemoney off this or you would have had to pay to read. ;)

B.
Warnings include (but aren�t necessarily limited
to): Smut (sex, MALE and MALE sex.) Bad
language. Vegeta with an aude ude and a
secret. Goku (who isn�t stupid.) *shudder *
Krillin sex. It�s also AU. (Not terribly. It�s set after the Buu Saga, but it doesn�t include anything from
the GT world.)

C.
Also: Challenge
answered from Marie at Aff.net, and Hudine�s challenge for straight Goten and
Trunks. (Though it pains me so.)

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Grossly
neglected his training or not, Vegeta still hit hard enough that Goku took
notice. Felt the bruises and let him
hit him anyway. Could hear the mocking in
his mind that demanded why he was standing there letting himself be beat. Hadn�t he already been humiliated enough
today? No.

He
let Vegeta hit him until the prince realized he couldn�t beat Goku enough to
make himself feel better about what had happened, watched the tears streaming
down Vegeta�s face and wondered what hell was living inside of him that this
was the outcome. Wrapped his hands
around the fists and his wrists and pressed them against his chest, then
wrapped his arms around Vegeta and concentrated on nothing. Focused hard on one spot and wondered if he
could IT there if there wasn�t any ki to hone in on. Figured they�d find out when they got there, and took Vegeta away
from the gawking neighbors with the heads hanging out their windows,
slack-jawed and amazed by the man sobbing silently into the other man�s
chest.

Took
Vegeta away from the city altogether, out into the nothingness of the
wilderness, to a mountain where he had lived once, in a dark little cave he had
hollowed out and stood on the ledge with Vegeta pressed to him, shaking
everywhere and burning with emotions that the Prince claimed he never had. Held him until he felt the sobs stop and
then looked at him.

Faced
with the magnitude of this moment, he did the only thing he really knew to do
in situations like this. Said something
stupid: �So�uh�you don�t still want to
have sex do you? Because unless you
have lube somewhere in that spandex��

Vegeta
gave him a withering glare. Grabbed a
handful of Goku�s shirt and ripped it, wiped his face with it and then dropped
the ripped off potion on the ground.
�You are truly impossible, Kakarot,� Vegeta replied. Looked away from him, out, over the valley
at the base of the mountain. Just a
river, some trees, but it was really beautiful in the light of the
afternoon. Highlight by the emptiness
and the silence, and Vegeta didn�t look at him for a long time.

He
shrugged away his impossibleness and said: �Well, I was talking to Piccolo
about it and he said that if you don�t have the proper preparations sex can be
an �unpleasant experiment.� Something
about rug burn, I think.�

Vegeta
laughed then. It was a weird
sound. Because it was compulsive, like
crying, only it was to get rid of that energy, to release the tension that hung
between them like stale air. When he
finished, he looked back at him and shook his head. �Why the hell did you bring us here anyway?�

�Because
its away from everything else.�

�Why
were you talking to the namek about sex?� Vegeta asked. (Like that was an important question, but
since they seemed to be all for the �avoid the real problem here� idea�) �Nameks are asexual.�

�Right,
they are, and as far as I know, they�re all male� And, as far as I know they don�t really have an interest in sex,
you know, being asexual and all� You
know,� he said suddenly, realizing there were many questions about what Piccolo
had told him. Like just how his tall
green friend had come about this knowledge he seemed to have. �I don�t know why Piccolo knew that stuff.� Didn�t waste too much time thinking about it
though. �Come on, Vegeta, we need to go
find something to eat.�

�I�m
not hungry,� was the reply proving that despite the happenings of the past few
moments, Vegeta was still Vegeta. And
as a further corollary to this proof, the Prince crossed his naked arms over
his naked chest and glared at him.

�Well,
then I�ll shove the food down your throat until it gets to your stomach. It�ll probably hurt though,� he said. Flashed a smile in Vegeta�s direction and
jumped off the cliff they stood on, gliding down to the ground where the
animals were. Ignored the eyes that he
felt on his back and the sneer that was doubtlessly on Vegeta�s face as he
hunted around for something big enough to feed the both of them. Ended up catching something that was
outwardly very unappealing, but smelled like it tasted great. Killed it by breaking the spine and dragged
it to the spit that he had made when he lived here. Found that his carving knifes were still there, still in the case
and took them to the river to wash clean before he finished with the dinner
making.

At
some point, Vegeta had to have left, and he was distantly aware of it, figured
that Vegeta was older than him and mostly capable of taking care of
himself. (Also figured that he would be
back.) (This assumption proved to be
true.) He was just tearing off the
first taste, crouched next to the fire pit and blowing on his burning fingertips
and the hot meat when a familiar tube was dropped between his spread knees.

He
looked up and saw Vegeta standing there, strange smirk on his face and a look
like �what, you thought I wouldn�t?�
Then the Prince grabbed a knife and sliced off a fat portion of the meat
and speared it with a different knife, stabbed the first one back into the meat
and left it there to heat up and be impossible to touch as he sat on the rock
Goku dra dragged up to sit on and proceeded to eat.

Ass.

~~~***

Here.

It
was easy to forget about it here.
Somewhere between nowhere and Goku he had found a moment to think it
over without it. It was easy to
forget the way it felt when he found out that Bulma was carrying another man�s
child. Easy to forget the day she told
him that she was dying. Dying because
she couldn�t treat the thing that was killing her. Because she was carrying that child. The child was killing her.
He didn�t know if it made it better or made it worse to realize that the
baby wasn�t his. She was dying either
way, and she wouldn�t give up the child because it was too late for that. He had convinced her to keep it, told her
that he would love that child the same way he loved her. He forgave her for cheating on him, for
going to another man in a drunken moment and coming home with the thing that
killed her.

But
he didn�t think about that. He thought
about the other stuff, about Trunks, about Bulma. About those eight years when Kakarot had been dead and him and
Bulma were happy. When
everything was about their son, and the little dark-haired boy that snuck in
all the time and convinced Trunks to break the rules. About the feeling of her skin, waking up in the morning with
her. That was what he thought
about.

Sat
in the dying warmth of the dinner Kakarot caught and cooked and ate the food
until there was just bones left. Felt
the warmth that Bulma had created dying with that fire and the coldness of
reality returned as he looked at Kakarot and saw the large idiot sitting on his
ass in the dirty legs splayed open, licking his fingers and his lip. Stupid tube sitting next to his leg. Smirked at that, because he only did it to
prove that he would. There was no
romance with Kakarot and it was better that way because the tall one knew it
too. It was about the mutual need,
Vegeta�s need to prove nothing to a woman that died while he hated her, and
Kakarot�s need to be touched.

That
didn�t surprise him. That Kakarot liked
to be touched. He was that sort of
person that probably responded best when he could touch. Violently like fighting�he had seen the depths
of Kakarot�s intelligence when he fought, the depths of his ability to feel, to
be angry when he was fighting. And he�d
fucked him, felt the way he responded to that.
Wondered what it would be like if he did it differently. Slowly.
Tortured the taller man until he was quivering and begging.

Wondered
inwardly if he even had the patience to do that anymore. There had been nobody but Bulma for
years. Then Krillin. Now Kakarot.

�We�re
both adults, right?� Kakarot said, looked up at him and licked his lips clean
of the last of their meal.

�Assuming
you mean physically and not mentally,� he said.

�Vegeta,
save the sarcasm for someone you haven�t fucked. I�m asking you a real question.�

He
sighed, dropped the knife so it stuck in the ground and looked at him. �Yes, Kakarot. We are adults.�

And
this made the other Saiyan nod.
Silently, consider what he was going to say and then with a glance at
that tube he looked back at Vegeta. �I
don�t want you to love me, Vegeta, I don�t plan on loving you. But if we�re going to keep doing this sex
thing� Can it be about something other
than rivalry?�

�What
should it be about?� Vegeta asked.
Found that, surprisingly, he actually wanted to know what the oversized
baka thought.

There
was a long moment of silence, and Kakarot looked at him very seriously, like he
was waiting for Vegeta to do something, or waiting for his emotions to shift or
whatever and it wasn�t happening. But
he didn�t get apprehensive, just contemplative. Finally there was a sigh.
�I don�t know, Vegeta. I don�t
want you trying to take something from me and I won�t let you use me to
prove something.�

He
barked out a laugh, felt the way it made Kakarot react in immediate offense and
raised his hand to show he meant no offense at all. �Kakarot you are painfully naive.� Then thougboutbout it.
�So, we�re adults. If we want to
fuck than that�s what we�ll do.� He
stood up and walked past the sitting man.
�I already told you once, I never wanted Krillin, he wanted
me.� Started the long climb up the
mountain, and listened as Kakarot got to his feet and kicked dirt on the dying
fire until it was out, then he followed, but Kakarot flew instead of
walked. Went to the cave directly and
waited for him up there.

�So,�
Kakarot said when he got to the cave at last.
Tall bastard stood there, highlighted by his own glowing ki and holding
that tube in his hand where Vegeta could see it, against his thigh, drawing all
the attention downward and he said. �I
guess, being na�ve and all, I should ask if you want me.�

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Mwhahahahah!

Vegeta:
*crosses fingers *

Goku: If
this impending lemon is in any way disregarded for ANGST or STUPID CHILDREN�S
POVS�

Vegeta: He�s
so angry he can�t finish his threat!

Goku:
*seething *

Card: Chill
out guys. The next chapter includes the
following line: �I�m flexible.� Okay?
That sounds promising!
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