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The Cursed Idle Mind and Bloody Instinct	By : jaygoose Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4308 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Cursed Idle Mind and Bloody Instinct

Author’s Note: This is the end of the line kiddies. Yep, this is the final chapter of this epic saga. I’d like to thank you all for reading and putting up with my sporadic updates. Vegeta and Cell mightily appreciate your patience. Oh and don’t forget to read the Epilogue after this chapter. It’s up now too. And there will be a sequel…eventually. Well, enjoy the rest of the show.~

Chapter Thirteen (terminate)

It felt so wonderful to be back. Truly it did. He was positively giddy. And he could tell that his mate was secretly pleased about this fact as well.

“Wh-Why?!” Somewhere near by, Cell could hear that useless human Yamcha stuttering. “Why is it alive?!”

There was a bored sigh from the bio-android. Of course he’d have to explain. What was the point of being perfect if every one else seemed to be oblivious of your might?

“You seem surprised!” The pale skinned cyborg chuckled. “I was too. Quite a stroke of luck on my part.”

Thus, Cell went on to explain how if the small cluster of cells that made up his “core” remained intact he’d able to regenerate no matter how little there was of himself left. And to add insult to injury, he took great pleasure in revealing the fact that he was once again at full strength thanks to the Saiyan cells that were included in his design. He also did not fail to mention that to top all of this off he had also had the great fortune to have picked up a little trick from Son Goku as well.

“I’ve learned to teleport.” He said a vicious grin twisting his features. “So I’ve come back more perfect than ever. Son Goku didn’t defeat me at all. He just made me better.”

Vegeta smirked. “That third class idiot.”

Served that fool right to have gone and done all this for nothing. The android was still in once piece and even more menacing then ever. The prince was however a little peeved about not having the ability to use instant transmission while his mate suddenly did. Cell must have picked up on the random thought and turned to him with a knowing smile.

“Patience, my prince. Once I finish off these pests we’ll have plenty of time for more play.”

Vegeta snorted in dismissal.

“Hurry up then and finish the boy. You’ve dragged this out long enough.”

Though he had no idea of the silent conversation going on between Cell and Vegeta, Krillin couldn’t help but notice that Vegeta hadn’t been phased in the least about the fact that Cell had just utterly obliterated Trunks. True enough, the prince hadn’t shown any signs of affection toward the boy since his arrival. Not a huge surprise there, but this was just too much for Krillin just to let go unacknowledged.

What the hell was Vegeta’s problem anyway?

“Vegeta! Are you just gonna stand there?!” Krillin yelled. “That monster just murdered your son!”

The prince’s narrowed eyes were on the bald man in an instant.

There was a flutter of a thought. And emotion too quickly repressed and it had thoroughly pissed the android off. His mate was hiding something from him. If the blasted weakling human would have kept his mouth shut.

Ingrained evil tendencies aside, he hadn’t meant to kill the boy. Death and destruction was what he did, but for some reason he couldn’t quite get as much enjoyment out of this kill as he usually did. Yes, the blood, the way it had arched in the air, the way the boy’s eyes had widened in such disbelief… It should have felt… differently.

Blasted boy. Blasted useless emotions!

Vegeta’s eyes were on him in an instant; there was a brief spark of understanding that passed between them and then…

“Mind you own business, baldy and tend to that heap of scrap of yours!” The Saiyan prince barked. “If the boy was half as useful as you seem to think he was he wouldn’t have been foolish enough to have been hit in the first place.”

Oh. Kay. Now that was cold. Even for Vegeta. Krillin was speechless, Yamcha and Tien’s eyes widened in horror. Piccolo on the other hand didn’t seemed at all affected. The Namekian had learned long ago not to get his hopes up when it came to the Saiyan prince.

“But, Vegeta…” Krillin tried.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Tien yelled. “You heartless bastard!”

“I knew it!” Yamcha wailed. “He’s taking Cell’s side! We’re fucking doomed. Without Goku…”

Yamcha was cut off however by a gust of wind and a bright flash of light. Gohan had powered up and he seemed to be thoroughly amused by something as well.

“Heh… I think there’s something you’re not telling us Vegeta.” The boy said with a manically grin.

Vegeta was taken back by the remark. Had little Gohan just said that to him?

The prince smirked. The boy was becoming more and more Saiyan by the moment.

“What’s so funny?” Cell interrupted. “Have you gone insane?”

“My dad died because I was arrogant. I’m glad I can avenge his death.” The boy replied. “I just wish I had killed you earlier.”

Vegeta stared at the pale skinned android and with his smirk still intact, stepped aside. “This is your show android. We are all just spectators. But do make this quick. I grew bored with all this talk.”

“Vegeta’s right.” Gohan growled as he sank down into a battle stance. “It’s time to put an end to this once and for all.”

Cell rose what passed for a brow on his armored head. “You can’t be serious?”

Gohan continued to glare at him nonplused.

“Fine, you foolish little brat. You’ll meet the same end as your father. You’ll pay for underestimating me, just as Goku did.”

Before Cell could take his own fighting stance, Gohan erupted in a blind fury. The boy bombarded the android with a flurry of ki attacks. He was blinded by rage. It seemed that Cell’s last words had stuck quite the nerve. The attack was so ruthless, so utterly brutal that the other Z fighters as well as Vegeta were forced to take cover as well. Tien and Yamcha pulled the lifeless body of Trunks behind a few remaining boulders in hopes of waiting out the attack. Krillin did the same with Android 18.

“What is he doing?!” Krillin screamed. “He’s completely lost it!”

Piccolo grunted in agreement. This wasn’t like Gohan at all. He was usually more level headed then this. This was not the first time that the boy had lost his father. There was no excuse for this type of negligence. He had taught Gohan better than that. Goku had taught the boy better than that. What was he thinking?

But as much as Piccolo thought he knew the boy, he had no clue about the depth of Gohan’s emotions. This had nothing to do with a fair fight anymore. This was revenge, pure and simple. Fueled by the rage of a Super Saiyan, despite what Vegeta had to say on the matter, the epitome of instability.

The Kais help them all.

It seemed like an eternity later that Gohan had finally reached his limit. The last ki blast was fired and the boy was breathless.

The enormous cloud of smoke and dust the attack had created was still lingering over them all. It was impossible to see anything but the steady glow of Gohan’s aura as he struggled to keep aloft above them.

“Go-Gohan?” Krillin meeped.

There was silence. The eerie type that hung in the air right before something awful happened. Gohan’s ear barely twitched but by then it was already much too late.

WOK!!!

Before he knew it Gohan’s head snapped to side, pain searing from the source throughout his entire body. The young Super Saiyan was sent flying to the side and collided violently with the earth. Sending rock and rumble up in his wake.

Cell hadn’t been phased one bit by the boy’s temper tantrum and the blow he’d just given the youth was proof enough.

“Stupid boy.” Cell said as he casually dusted off his armor. “What could you have been thinking!”

“Gohan!” Piccolo yelled and shot over to the fallen Super Saiyan.

While all this madness was occurring Cell took it as an opportunity to rid himself of Gohan once and for all. The android charged up and sent a devastating ki attack the boy’s way.

The beam was heading straight for Piccolo however, who was on his way to check on his student. Even in his injured state, the boy was still aware enough…

“No!” He groaned.

It all happened to fast to catch, but when the dust cleared. Piccolo was on the ground a ways off and Gohan amazingly was standing. But the blast had apparently done some damage. The boy’s left arm was hanging uselessly at his side, and he was now taking in large gulps of air.

“Gohan!!!” Piccolo said climbing back to his feet.

“Heh… Oh well,” Cell chuckled. “Enough fooling around. I’ve let this go on too long.”

“Don’t we have anymore senzu?!” Piccolo asked in fit of desperation.

“W-we used them all up…” Krillin said, eyeing both Cell and Gohan worriedly.

It was then that Cell began the motions for a most familiar technique…

“None of you will walk away.”

The energy the android was generating was outrageous.

“Ka…Me…”

Gohan looked on helplessly.

“Ha…”

Vegeta simply watched. The boy seemed to have given up already. Perhaps he’d been wrong about this brat as well. Useless half-breeds…

The rest of the Z fighters looked on helplessly from the sidelines.

“C-curse it…Curse it!!!!” Piccolo wailed. “I curse our powerlessness.”

“Come on Son Gohan!” Cell screamed over the roar of his own ki. “Make your last stand!”

Gohan just stared.

“…Just get it over with… I know it’s pointless to resist. I just wish I’d been able to finish you first…” The boy replied.

It seemed to Vegeta they all had pretty much resigned themselves to death. The prince’s lip curled in disgust. He couldn’t say that he blamed the boy, after Gohan had taken that blast head on to protect that worthless Namekian, the boy’s power level had dropped dramatically.

“D…Dad?!” Gohan suddenly whipped his head around. “B-but where are you?!”

“What the hell…” Vegeta muttered.

And it seemed Cell shared the sentiment. In fact, everyone else seemed to as well. Gohan didn’t seem to notice. Even in the face of certain destruction the boy continued his seemingly one-sided conversation.

“Got it!” He yelled finally before kneeling and taking that familiar stance. “Ka…Me…Ha…Me…”

Cell didn’t seem too impressed by Gohan’s newfound determination. The two of them locked eyes. Neither of them was going to back down it seemed.

“It’s no good!” Piccolo yelled over all the noise. “He can’t win! Gohan’s ki is too weak!”

Cell seemed inclined to agree and he broke into a laugh, “Die!!”

Cell finally release his super charged Kamehameha just as Gohan released one of his own. And it most definitely surprised them all in its strength. Piccolo and the others looked on dumbfounded. Where had Gohan gotten all that power? But the debate was put on hold as the two Kamehamehas met each other in the middle. The impact was enough to shake the entire earth and the Z fighters were sent back flying.

Vegeta was forced to shield his eyes from the intense glare. It was unthinkable. Gohan’s power level had sky rocketed with in moments. He was actually giving the android a run for his money. It was in these moments that seldom felt emotion began to creep over the prince. It settled uncomfortably in his chest. He grit his teeth and stood up straight.

It was fear. Fear for so many things…

Cell was loosing ground. He was forcing his power lever higher.

“What are you doing?” Vegeta asked, the strain evident even in his mental voice.

The android barely spared him an answer. “I’m winning.”

“You’ll destroy the entire planet you fool!” He yelled aloud.

“Then so be it!” Cell screamed. “I will not lose to this child!!”

~oo0oo~

He was floating there, just barely there. Chest heaving and no recollection of what he’d done. His hand was still out stretched, fingers curling in. He saw it there in front of him but he couldn’t feel it.

It was over.

Vegeta crumpled to the ground in an exhausted heap.

What had he done?

He looked around at all the shocked faces.

“He did it?” Piccolo was completely awestruck.

With that Yamcha exploded, “Yes!!!! Yes!!! He did it!!!”

Vegeta watched as the human fighter knelt down to pick the boy off the ground. Gohan’s hair was dark again much like his own. It had taken all their power to…

The Saiyan turn to the huge gouge in the earth. The exact spot where his mate had been standing not long ago.

He’d had no choice. The android had been crazed. Cell would have destroyed the entire planet the both of them included. It was simple self-preservation. He’d had no choice.

It was over. So why was that uncomfortable feeling still settled in his chest.

He stood wearily to his feet. He didn’t even notice the Namek’s approach.

“I’ll give you a hand, Vegeta.”

He grit his teeth but he hadn’t the energy for another fight. “Mind your own business. I don’t need your help. Tend to that boy of yours.”

Piccolo turned away without uttering a word and left with the others. They were all off to celebrate the defeat of the world’s greatest threat. And to use those blasted Dragon balls to set things right again. They were probably going to wish everyone back from the dead as well. Kakarot and his brat included.

Vegeta snorted, hand blindly going to his shoulder.

It wasn’t like he gave a damn one way or the other.

(to be continued…)
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