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The Meaning of Pride	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13043 -:- 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-The Meaning of Pride
- 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-LEMONY INTERLUDE Tr/Gt
- 21-20
- 22-21
- 23-22
- 24-23
- 25-24
- 26-25
- 27-26
- 28-27
- 29-28
- 30-29
- 31-30
- 32-31
- 33-32
- 34-33
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The Meaning of Pride

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Time
for the warnings portion:

A.
I own nothing but my own two hands.
All the characters portrayed here were kidnapped from their show DBZ and
forced to enact my wishes.

B.
Whilst mostly I strive to make this �in character� and not �AU� we must
all remember it is fanfiction. (I�m
getting a bit snotty here, aren�t I?)

C.
Smut. Vegeta POV. Slash.
(That�s two boys bumping uglies, by the way.)

D.
If you didn�t read the warnings, you are on your own I have no sympathy
for you.

And
lastly:

Got this idea off the DBZ Saiyan
Slash mailing list. Will probably be
posting it there and at AFF.net

~~***

Every time that damn green thing saw him it was
grinning. Like he had a crayon stuck up
his nose or something and it was so cute that the damn green thing absolutely
had to smile or he would die.
Jerk. Bastard. Fucking alien. Vegeta was starting to get a little more than annoyed at the
idiot, because he was the Prince of All Saiyans he was NOT AMUSING TO LOOK
AT. And apparently, when he got annoyed
about it, the moron green thing found it to be more and more amusing.

He swore that if it laughed at him he was going to
rip its antennas off and fry them in butter like frog legs. Then he would feed them back to the
Namekian. While he GRINNED in
AMUSEMENT.

�What are you looking at?� he demanded, when he could
stand that stupid little pleased smile on the moron�s face no more. They were supposed to be waiting for Kakarot
to show himself so they could decide who was going to spar with whom. Thus far the tall one had not shown. (Vegeta was starting to wonder if this was
some sort of prearranged thing because that green alien didn�t seem very upset
that Kakarot had not shown up yet.)

�Just something I never thought would happen,� was
the reply. A vague smile. Another look like Vegeta was such an
interesting specimen.

Asshole.

�What?� Vegeta demanded.

A chuckle.
The bastard chuckled at him.
�You love him.�

Vegeta felt his mouth fall open. Couldn�t stop it. His jaw just went lax and he had no control over it
whatsoever. Had to stand there like a
dazed fool for thirty seconds before he could snap his mouth shut and then he
tried to think of some angry response to that statement. Something that told the green thing to keep
its ugly green nose attached to its ugly g fac face and leave him and Kakarot
alone. But, as he stared at the thing,
he realized�to his disgust�that he was not that upset that it knew. Just so as long as it didn�t go about
spreading this information everywhere they could get along as well as they ever
did.

�Hey guys!�
And Kakarot had to have some sort of bad-timing gene that made it
possible for him to show up at exactly the wrong moment every single time he
appeared.

Piccolo inclined his head, didn�t say hello. And Vegeta was still in stunned silence,
contemplating why he wasn�t causing extreme internal bleeding to the
Namekian. Looked at Kakarot but didn�t
say hello to him. Which of course made
the tall idiot give him a strange look and repeat himself:

�Hey, �Geta.�

�Hn,� he said as he recovered, dropped his arms from
where they were crossed over his chest and curl his hands into fists, �Weren�t
we supposed to be sparring?�

Oh, and this made the green thing very amused. �Yes,� it said�sounding distinctively like
it would have liked to laugh��We were.�

Assh

�Good because I wanted to�� But Kakarot�s happy little speech was cut off, he turned, went
completely still and waited.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes, felt the same thing. The approach of something ominous. Many things, actually. Nothing with a power level that was anywhere
near impressive or even dangerous to them, but there was a frantic tinge to the
power, as if whatever was coming at them was sure that they must stop
something� OH, and he hoped like hell
that it was that little asshole son of Kakarot�s so he could kick it straight into
the ground and remind the twerp why he had shook in fear of the Prince when
they first met.

�Guys,� Kakarot said.

�I feel it Kakarot,� Vegeta replied.

�Me too.�

Kakarot turned back and looked at Vegeta. �I won�t fight my own son.� Looked serious. Deadly serious. And
Vegeta wonderhat hat would happen if the brat pushed it, if he forced his
father into a fight. Wondered if it was
even possible to push Kakarot that far against his own nature.

He inclined his head. Didn�t say one way or the other if he was going to fight the
spoiled, stuck-up sonofabitch that had spent the past month making Kakarot feel
back for being who he was and staying with Vegeta. The snob didn�t approve of him and he didn�t give a damn. Looked at the green thing, saw that it had
the same look on its face.
Wondered�just briefly�why it was that two former �killers� were the only
ones on this planet that stood behind the man that everyone else was supposed
to �love� and �trust� so dearly.

~~~***

They showed.
His son in the lead of them.
With Tien. With Krillin and
Yamcha. Four of them. Glaring at him hatefully like he was
something that had threatened their lives and their families. Something deranged and perverted that needed
to be exterminated. And he felt
disappointment move through him.
Disappointment in himself for not teaching Gohan better, for not putting
an end to this before it had gotten this far.

Held his posture when he wanted to let his shoulders
sag. Kept the idiot�s grin on his face
when he wanted to frown, wanted to scream and leave. Just leave. Turn his back
on them like they had done to him and tell them that should they need someone
to save their planet they needed to remember that the four of them were so much
better than he was. Filth like him
didn�t deserve to save their world.

But he didn�t.
Wouldn�t. Couldn�t. Because he loved all of them. Loved this world. And he loved Vegeta, and he would fight for all of it. Not even their hate could change that.

�Hey guys!� he said.
Happily. Like there was nothing
wrong in the world. Felt Vegeta roll
his eyes, and wanted to be able to do the same. But didn�t.

�Drop the act, Dad,� Gohan said.

�Yeah, Goku.
This has gone on long enough. We
know what he�s doing to you.�

Oh? They knew
did they? Well, he needed to have a
little talk on how his sex life was none of their damn business. But he managed to look confused about what
they were saying, tip his head to the side a little and scratch his neck. �I don�t understand.�

�That thing,� Tien said this whilst pointing at
Vegeta, �Doesn�t even belong on our planet.
He should be dead. I don�t even
know why we wished him back to life when we were better off with him dead. Nobody trusts him. He should leave.�

Wow. That had
all the maturity of a six year old.

�Uh�� this was Yamcha, �Guys� You know its not too late to change our
minds.�

�And Piccolo,� Gohan said, �I trusted you for all
these years� How could you do this?�

�I spar with your father quite often,� Piccolo
said. Didn�t sound at all concerned
with Gohan�s temper tantrum.

�You know what we�re talking about,� Tien
snapped. Looked furious with all three
of his eyes.

�Hey, Goku, he�s just using you, man. You should realize that. After he gets tired of you he�ll leave
you��

�Like he did Bulma,� Gohan said to finish that
sentence.

Goku felt it.
The influx, the rise of power, moved to stop it before Vegeta could
reach full Saiyan and found that he was too late. The flash of yellow made his eyes burn, and he had to bring his
hand up to block the light, found that he was being pushed aside, and there was
something like a primal yell of challenge just before he heard the impact of
knee to gut. Blinked away the tears
that formed in his eyes, and turned to see Vegeta punching his son.

�INGRATE!� Vegeta shouted. �IDIOT!�

Goku moved forward, grabbed Vegeta, wrapped his arms
around the shoulders and weaved his hands together behind Vegeta�s neck to
immoblize his arms, pulled him back, felt him kicking and held on as Vegeta
continued to yell at his son.

�Idiot little pimple! You know nothing!�

The first �stone� was a round blast of ki that hit
him in the back, bounced off him, and went flying off into the trees. The second was rounded, the third was
unconcentrated. And they kept
coming.n stn style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Hitting his back and Vegeta�s,
and he saw how very much the Prince wanted to turn around and fight back. How very much it rankled his pride and
offended him that he was not able to give them the fight they came for. But he looked at Goku, told him without
having to speak that he was willing to give him this because he cared about
Goku and was willing to stand by his decision.

So it was Piccolo that stepped in the way. Told them to stop, said something else.

But Goku stopped listening. Didn�t care what they had to say. Felt that he would always care about them, and always hope that
they all lived good lives, but something changed. Like something changed when he had realized he had let Freiza go
and the monster was still going to kill.
Like when he realized that some enemies could not be allowed to live and
the only way to keep them from coming back was to kill them. s">

Felt that deadness inside of him when he thought of
the people that had been his friends.
Reached out and touched Vegeta, felt strong, gloved fingers on his
wrist, and closed his eyes, concentrated on where he wanted to go and instant
transmissioned them out.

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

ASSHOLES! * Goku calmly holds back author-ess as she
attempts to get close enough to keyboard to accidentally kill Gohan & Tien.
* Anyway, now that the homicidal moment
has passed, I wonder where Goku is taking them?

Gk: Can we
go back to the last chapter where there was sex?

Vegeta:
Sure.

Gk: That
seemed too easy.

Vegeta: Are
you implying that I am easy?

Gk: Uh. No?

Vegeta:
Good. Now, *strips * what was
that about sex?

Gk:
Oooooo! Goodie!

Hectate 18:

Bottom!
Bottom!

(sorry,
had to do that. I find it hard to write
that word in reference to the butt area because I�m always trying not to giggle
meself. ) I have divulged what Piccolo
knows. (At least what he�s
telling) So you should no longer have
great curiousity.

Jaygoose:

Just
when you thought Gohan could not possibly be a BIGGER ASS, Tien comes along�

Macha:

Yeah,
I like when Saiyans have sex all the time. *thinks happily of lemons * I�m glad you like the story.

Getarian:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! You�re reviewing
right as I am writing the responses!

Yeah,
your thoughts were my thoughts on Vegeta�s thoughts about Bulma.

Yeah,
if they were on Vegeta-sei, Vegeta would be a big ole softy full of Shakespearean-type
romance. �You smell much better now.� (Sadly, in my version of the Saiyan world,
that�s probably true.)

Well,
see, about that Balcony scene? I loved
it. I thought it was hilarious. So you�ll be able to look forward to me
gushing about your fics. *nods like
this makes all the difference in the world. *

I
don�t like Tien either. Hopefully I won�t
be tooooooo mean to him.
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