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The Meaning of Pride	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Meaning of Pride

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Time
for the warnings portion:

A.
I own nothing by 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

~~***

Nimrod. Vegeta watched the baka go directly for the
food. He, briefly, remembered their
time spent in Buu�s digestive system, and had to agree with his sentiments
then. As horrible as that was, Kakarot�s
stomach could not be that much different.
Except it would contain more meat.
(Which was essential to a Saiyan�s way of life.) He watched the idiot single-handedly devour
half of the table of food.

Noticed
the baka�s normally screechy woman was actually incredibly subdued. Sitting down and eating slowly. Normally she was up and involved in an
argument with Bulma. Or being overly
loud and fierce and making most of the people around her roll their eyes and
wonder how their favorite Goku had ended up with such a strange wife. Vegeta did not spare his time to wonder how
or why the overgrown third-rate did anything.

Except
now he seemed to be on a mission of some form.
Because he caught the nimrod looking at him while he devoured all that
food. Watched him as he tried to catch
glances of Vegeta without looking like he was watching him. Subtly was not a trait known to many
Saiyans. While Goku tended to be overly
subtle in his fighting (always waiting until the last possible second to power
up) he was an incredibly obvious stalker.
Not only did he stare blatantly, his power level made it next to
impossible for him to sneak up on anyone who could sense ki.

�Hey
dad,� Trunks stood at his side, waited with all the patience an eleven year old
could muster. �Me and Goten are going
to��

�Goten
and I,� he corrected.

A
sigh, a roll of the eyes: �Goten and I are going to go spar for a little
while. Do you think Mom will mind if we
left?�

�You
are asking the wrong person if you want your mother�s permission.�

Another
huff, and his son walked away�without grumbling, because Vegeta had impressed
upon his offspring that Princes did not grumble under their breath. But he knew that Trunks was probably
thinking nasty thoughts in his mind.
Which was fine. Because it was
an important part of growing up; that part where you disliked your
parents.

�Hey,
�Geta,� there was the annoyance again.

�What
do you want now, Kakarot?�

�I
was just wondering if you wanted to train with me, sometimes, ya know. Since�
Gohan is busy with school and Krillin�s got a daughter now and Piccolo,
well, he doesn�t like to fight all the time��

As
the babbling went on, he realized that he was pretty near the bottom of the
list of people that Kakarot had gone to.
He, the Prince of Saiyans, was at the bottom of list. He was the last choice. And it rankled him to no end. Either the baka knew that he was going to
say no, or he didn�t want to train with Vegeta, or he thought that Vegeta was
too weak to fight against. �Please
reach the point before we grow old and die, Kakarot.�

�I
was just trying to find someone to train with,� Kakarot said, �Someone strong.�

�Very
well.� That was the end of the
conversation. He waited for the baka to
realize this, watched him shift back and forth, scratch the back of his neck,
laugh nervously and then, FINALLY, he left.
Vegeta considered what he had just agreed with. It would be good to fight with someone
besides Trunks again. His son was busy
with school and Kakarot�s whelp all the time.
And Kakarot was a more seasoned fighter, closer to his level. Or at least, very close to the level that
Vegeta wanted to attain. He had been
working on Super Saiyan 3 since the Buu incident and thus far he had not been
able to attain it.

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Great! Goku thought with a bit of a grimace. JUST GREAT.
Why did he have to go and ask Vegeta to train with him? Because, yes, he did need a new sparring
partner, and yes, Saiyans communicated best wtheythey could hit something, but
that didn�t meant that Vegeta was going to get all in-touch with his feelings
while he tried to pummel Goku into the ground.
There was only so many times he could defeat Vegeta before he was sure
that his little shrug �Hey, �Geta it doesn�t matter� speech would fail
completely and he would end up having a real fight to the death.

And
wasn�t there something about a re-match of their last real fight that was
looming overhead like a rain cloud?

He
sighed. Watched Chichi as she gingerly
crawled into bed. Watched her roll onto
her side and bite her lip and fall asleep.
Watched the way she shifted in bed, and wondered how much longer he was
going to have to pretend that he didn�t realize she was sick. Wondered if his sons knew their mother was
dying. Bulma did, he knew, because he
had heard Chichi talking on the phone with her about trying to find some sort
of fix-it for whatever was killing his wife.
But she hadn�t actually told him yet.
So he did the cheerful thing, helped her out more than he would have
normally and tried very hard not to be a pest.

She
seemed to understand his efforts. But
everyday there was more of a drag in her step.
A strengthening of the smell of death around her. He fell asleep wondering how much longer she
had, and woke up to find that she had already gotten up for the day. The smell of her had not left the room, and
he sat there for a moment, felt bad that he was going to be gone all day. Got up and got dressed anyway. Felt a sort of annoyance that was growing in
him. Because he had fought and defeated
so many things, and yet, when he looked at his little wife, he realized that
whatever was fighting her from the inside out would win and she would die. He would be alone.

Once
he was dressed he met her in the kitchen.
Kissed her softly on her little lips.
Smiled for her and told her that breakfast smelled delicious. Ate it all in three bites and didn�t taste
any of it. She smiled at him, commented
on how he had never changed. And then
she started the dishes. He took out the
trash. Found Goten trying to sneak back
into his room.

�Hey,�
he said, �Where have you been?�

His
littlest son turned, gave him a grin that was like looking in the mirror. �I was with Trunks. Is Mom mad?�

Come
to think of it, he wasn�t sure that Chichi had even noticed their son was not
at home. Which meant that she was more
gone than he had realized. �No,� he
said, �But wash out your own clothes.
Your mother is going to Bulma�s today.�
Went back into the kitchen, kissed his wife again. Held her up with her noticing as she sagged
against him. Felt the annoyance that
was brewing in him get darker.

Waved
her good-bye and went to meet up with Vegeta.
Found the Prince looking extremely bored as he meticulously picked
non-existent lint off his pristine battle attire. As if lint mattered when he was going to be covered in mountain
debris in a few moments anyway.
�Kakarot,� Vegeta said, �If you are going to train with me, you could
have the decency to show up on time.�

�Sorry,
�Geta,� he said. �Are you ready?�

�Of
course. Are you?�

Oh. Yeah.
This was going to be a joy, he could tell. He stretched, stood up, moved to his ready stance and then said:
�All right, lets go.� Circled Vegeta as
he was being circled, waited for the Prince to shoot forward. He had to admire that speed, because it was
harder to attain in a bigger body, but Vegeta�s slimmer, more compact body
allowed him to slide through the air much faster. Faster, but Goku was prepared for him, and Vegeta landed only one
hit before he was punched in retaliation.
They kicked at the same time, knocked each other down.

Goku
climbed back to his feet, felt pebbles and dirt roll off his shoulders. Didn�t see Vegeta anywhere. �Hey�� he said, and then before he could get
the words out�or close his mouth�he was kicked in the back and knocked face
first back into the ground. And as he
pushed himself up and spit out the grass and dirt, he realized that the Prince
was using this fight to work through some stupid internal problem. �Didn�t see that coming,� he said.

Waited
for Vegeta to say something in retaliation.
�You can stand still without me having to be here,� Vegeta said, �If you
want to train then you need to stop holding back.�

He
smiled. �I�m not holding anything back,
Vegeta.� Then he rose himself back into
the air, attacked again, felt his moves being blocked. Kicked with one leg, had it dodged and then
spun around and kicked with the other, landed that blow and knocked Vegeta
against a tree. �Are you?�

Vegeta
shot back at him, punched at his chest repeatedly, quickly, kicked him in the
side and said: �Why would I hold back, Kakarot?�

That
was a good question. He punched again,
caught a few ki blasts, followed Vegeta as he moved higher up into the
sky. �I don�t know, �Geta. Why would you?�

A
kick to his shoulders, knocked him down, felt the fist in his waist. �I wouldn�t.�

Goku
punched Vegeta again. Stopped the fight
again. Looked at the angry little
Prince. �Then why do you always think I
do?�

�Because
you did hold back, Kakarot. You were
stronger than you showed when we fought the last time, and you let me defeat
you.�

�But
you won, Vegeta,� Goku said, �Why are you so bent on fighting me again?�

�I
didn�t win because you did not fight like a true Saiyan. A true Saiyan would have fought with all his
power and he wouldn�t have let someone�� there was a stumble there, �He
wouldn�t have let someone knock him down.�

And
apparently they were back to the beginning of it all because Vegeta had meant
to say �someone weaker� which meant that he thought that Kakarot thought he was
weaker. Or maybe, Vegeta just thought
he was weaker. Which he wasn�t. And Goku started to wonder where this whole
complex started in the first place.
Because there had to be some sort of origin. Maybe it was because all the Saiyans that Vegeta knew were taller
than him. No. Maybe�

A
foot in his face interrupted his introspection, and he blocked out the rest of
his thoughts as he focused on the fight.

~~~**

Gah! Still growing! (Sorry that Chichi jumped in there and declared herself a
side-plot. But I swear its essential to
Goku and Vegeta getting to the �bumping uglies� portion.)

Gk: We�re
never going to get laid.

Vegeta:
Maybe we should just look up porn on the internet.

Gk:
Yeah. But then we�ll just get
all hot and bothered and end up having to�
You know� With our hands.

Vegeta:
You�re right. I guess we�ll just
have to fight.

Kenshin-Gotenks:

I
would like to tell you more. (And I
have every intention of telling more.)

Mechanical Butterfly:

Wow,
someone waiting patiently for an update!
You should teach classes to everyone in patience. (j/k.)
I want to see where its going too.
*sits back in chair and stares at screen. Waits for writing to appear.
* Er�nothing�s happening� *realizes that in order for words to appear
tying must happen.*

Getarian:

I
agree with you about Vegeta saying Goku�s name. 100%. But that�s from
Vegeta�s POV; not Goku�s. And Goku is
the one that thinks the Prince saying his Saiyan name was some sort of bad
thing. They�ll work it out, eventually.

Oh;
and yeah, Bulma & Vegeta were close.
And I generally sort of skim over that in my fanfiction. One of the things that�s pretty universal in
all my fanfiction. So, I�ll apologize
about that to anyone who likes Veg&Bulma.
But they do really care about each other, even in this story.
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