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A Prince Among Men	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5216 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Prince Among Men
- 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-Echoes
- 15
- 16
- 17
A Prince Among Men

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WARNINGS
AND SALUTATIONS:

a.
No, DBZ isn�t mine. DBGT sure
the hell ain�t mine.

b.
Yes, this is technically an AU.
But all fanfiction is AU otherwise we would all be sitting around reading
different folks versions of the DBZ scripts.

c.
I firmly believe that all Saiyans are potty-mouthed, overly horny,
overly muscular men that get in fights, have tons of sex and eat all the time,
while cursing. I also believe that
Homosexuality is not bad, and write about it to satisfy my own sick little
mind. Thus: SEX. SAIYANS. SLASH.

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Ascending
had not taken that long. A few minutes,
a few thoughts about his father and the fact that the smelly pile of wasted
Saiyan genetics was trying destroy the pride of their species by pairing up
with the only real enemy that the Saiyans had ever had. Look at that, he was glowing and yellow, and
there was a whole division of Third Class bowing before him and admitting that
�yes. He was the Prince.� Good. Now to remind his father. And fucking inbred moronic bastard, Caradoc
that had posed for the pretty pictures.

That
had been yesterday. Today; everyone was
on the ship again. Moving toward the
home planet. Getting debrief�as in,
they were told the strategy�by the �leaders� chosen by Red and Bardock.

Vegeta�s
mission was simple. Kill the King. Break him open and spread his blood
everywhere, call out the challenge and initiate the fight. Ascend and defeat. Not exactly rocket science.
Kakarot�s mission was to stay near the Prince and keep the icejin threat
from stopping the Prince. Once the
throne was rightfully reclaimed, and the scattered and confused masses of the
capital were united once more, the plan was up in the air.

Bardock
said to him: �I�ll get you there. After
that, you�re the king.� And that meant
he really should have been thinking of something more than how he was going to
laugh as he pulled out intestines like children�s toys and spit on his father�s
mangled corpse as he took the crown and declared himself the rightful
ruler.

He
was.

And
of course, he knew without Kakarot having to tell him, that he had been
standing here silently for the past hour.
Not showing any outward sense of annoyance and impatience, but was
internally screaming in annoyance at how time was moving so slowly he was going
to grow a beard and get gray hair before they made it to the damn capital. He had this vision of himself trying to
fight his father and tripping on the beard he had accidentally grown in all the
time it took for them to inch their way to the fight.

But
Kakarot kindly informed him: �Dammit, Vegeta, find something to do would
ya? You�re starting to piss me
off.� Because, the other Saiyan was
tapping his foot against the floor and snapping his knuckles, doing his
stretching thing and trying to get time to pass, but it hadn�t. So they were both on edge and annoyed, and
Vegeta gave him a cold stare.

�I
am a Prince,� he said, �And soon I�ll be a king.�

�So?�
Kakarot replied, �Right now, you�re just one of us.�

They
had their own room. Because after the
ascension nobody�absolutely no one�wanted to be within ten foot of the
Prince. They all knew the price of
pissing off the royalty and now that the royalty had ascended, that price had
gotten graver. Most of them were dirty
idiots with no prospects in life but what they were going to fight next, eat
next or fuck next. But some of them had
families. And none of them wanted to
die.

So
everyone stayed way; except Kakarot.
Who didn�t seem to care one way or another if Vegeta was a Prince, if he
was ascended. He just treated him the
same. Like an equal. (That sort of treatment was both humbling
and fucking annoying.) �And what are
the rest of them doing?� Vegeta asked.

�Probably
fucking,� Kakarot said. Stopped his
endless stretching. �There�s always
insane orgies before a big battle.
Sheesh, just what the hell do you elites do anyway?�

�Train.� Which was really all he had done most of his
life. Never as intense as the twin�s
version of a training session, but intense enough that it generally kept his
energy low enough he wasn�t rabidly seeking out the next available thing to
have sex with. Of course, before
Kakarot, he hadn�t even been attracted to anyone.

�No
wonder you�re so uptight.� He pulled
his shirt off and dropped it on the extra bed in the room. Then toed his shoes off. �You should try the sex. Maybe when you get to be king you can
institute a new policy or something.�

�Hn.� Not likely.
Kakarot might not see it, but there was actually a need for castes. There was a reason there were classes of
people and divis ths the way there was.
The Elites were snobs, sure, but they understood the grander scale of
things the way the dirty 3^rd class did not. The 3^rd class understood fighting
better than the elites. The second
class, they were those that could destroy, those that enjoyed destroying. Those that purged the planets completely and
if it would not sell or if it could not be inhabited, than it was
destroyed. And the 1^st class
were the public face.

These
were all necessary things, and there was no way Vegeta was going to fuck with sys system that had kept the Saiyan culture thriving as long as it had.

But
sex did seem like a good idea, nonetheless.

He
pulled his own shirt off, ignored Kakarot�s grin, and finished stripping the
same time that Kakarot managed to get out of his pants. (For some reason, removing pants proved to
be a problem for Kakarot sometimes. He
most often tore them. Or else left them
on.) He wondered just what the hell he
was doing, as he stood there and watched Kakarot root around for the salve that
they used. He felt a bit silly just
standing there, naked and thinking lecherous thought about what he would soon
be doing (hopefully.)

Then
the big idiot found the salve, stood up and grinned as he set the small
container on a shelf next to Vegeta.
Then he bent, grabbed the Prince by his thighs and hauled him up�with
his back pressed against the wall�to where he could kiss him. Which was fine, because they had the better
part of the day to fight about who was doing what to whom. He opened his mouth and accepted the invasion
of the warm tongue, licked away the last remnants of the broiled meat they had
eaten and felt hands on his tail, tracing circles around the joint of tail and
back. Pressing just hard enough to make
it tingle and start to ache, but his fingers didn�t touch the tail and Vegeta
raked his teeth over the tongue in retaliation.

Dug
his hands into the larger back and curled his legs around Kakarot. Felt the moron�s tail on his leg and
groaned.

Awkwardness
gone now. Fucking should be happening
soon.

He
heard the little container rattling, and pulled away from his mouth so he could
breath, felt the first finger push into him, and whipped his tail against the
hand that teased that joint but would not touch him where he wanted it. Kakarot just laughed. sed sed another finger into him and kept
teasing.

Bastard.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Krt:
YEAH! Sex!!!

Vegeta: o.O?!!

Krt: What�s that
look for?

Vegeta:
But�but�we�re both boys! How can
I claim you?!

Krt: Oh,
phooey. It isn�t that odd. The only difference is you�ll feel all
dominant now.

Vegeta:
But�but� This isn�t how its
supposed to be!!

Krt: Obviously
you don�t read Card�s fics. Here. *hands him the memo * This should explain everything.

Vegeta: *eyes get
huge as he reads about his many lemony adventures. *

Jaygoose:

Now,
if you saw the bonding coming, please be a dear and don�t tell me. Please?
I need to have a sense of power that I might have finally snuck
something in you didn�t expect. *look
like lost puppy *

Naw,
really, say what you will. And bad guys�hm�I
like to write them I find them
fascinating in a way that most often, good guys aren�t. (Such as, when I went through my Weiss Kruez
stage I was completely in love with Crawford, the American badass, and
Schuldig, (dirty-minded mind reader.) I
wrote about them a lot. And Aya (he who
has red hair, a katana, a bad attitude and a girl�s name.) but just because Aya
was the �bad guy� good guy. Out for
revenge and all that.) Hn. But I do love Goku. And he�s not a bad guy.

Mechanical Butterfly:

Yeah! I love that Kakarot is more like Vegeta in
this fic. Bout time he had an attitude
problem.

*sighs
* November Rain. *sighs more * I love Guns�N Roses. Yeah Axl!
(The younger him, not the �I tried to come back at the MTV thing and I
was too chubby, had plastic surgery and braids version.) Ah�*spends a few more minutes thinking about
GnR and Axl * Okay, that�s done.

Lol. Yes, only Goku can �fuck� with the Prince of
Saiyans.

Its
okay, I think I overcame my complex and can now successfully write lemons. (Only because Setharo07 gave me a basket
full of them.)

MWHAHAHAHA! Yes, we approach the fight with the stinking
king! MWHAHAHAHA! *author blushes sheepishly * Yeah, I�ll go away and get more writing done
now. That�s what you want to read
anyway.
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