Moments
In A Life

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Warnings and Things that Don’t Belong to Me:

tab-stops:list .75in\'>A.     
DBZ, DBGT (even though its never included in any of my
writing) and DB don’t belong to me. I
don’t make money off this or you would have had to pay to read.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> ;)

tab-stops:list .75in\'>B.      
Warnings include (but aren’t necessarily limited to):style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Smut (sex, MALE and MALE sex.) Bad
language. Vegeta with an aude ude and a
secret. Goku (who isn’t stupid.)style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> *shudder *
Krillin sex. It’s also AU.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> (Not terribly.yes\"> It’s set after the Buu Saga, but it doesn’t include anything from
the GT world.)

tab-stops:list .75in\'>C.      
Also: Challenge
answered from Marie at Aff.net, and Hudine’s challenge for straight Goten and
Trunks. (Though it pains me so.)

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> He
came back. The little (formerly) bald
one always came back. But today he came
back, and it had only been two days.
Most of the time it took the formerly bald one longer.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He angsted about it, Vegeta knew.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> It amused him.yes\"> Made him grin to see the way Krillin squirmed as he stood there
and didn’t say with his mouth so much as his whole body as he twisted his hands
together and looked so disgusted with himself.
Already hard with the idea of what was going to happen to him, and
Vegeta could have died laughing at the little moron that had no fucking clue,
but he didn’t. Just moved away from the
window, gave his consent by not telling him to leave.yes\"> He could have yelled at Krillin, told him to get out, told him
that he wasn’t worth the effort anymore.
Sent him home to his pretty blond wife and his pretty blond daughter and
move on to the next moron. Maybe one of
Kakarot’s sons. The older one, just to
mess with his head. <> Just to prove that
there was no sanctity in that stupid fucking word marriage that humans like to
toss around. Nobody gave a damn if you
promised outloud that you’d never get involved with anyone but the
promised. Who cared?style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> It was just words.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> That’s
why he never talked to the midget.
Watched his strip, watched him crawl onto that mattress and breath hard
and needy, so blatant. So obvious that
he hated what he was doing and every time he came here, he hated himself a
little bit more, and it made Vegeta wonder if one day the little bastard
wouldn’t just off himself. Of course,
they’d all blame Vegeta then, and maybe he would finally get around to leaving
this miserable stupid planet. Like he’d
been meaning to for so long.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> He
picked up the container of lubrication, covered himself in it and the entrance
to Krillin’s body, heard the little whimper that made and closed the cap,
dropped it back to the floor. Grabbed
the little bastard’s hip in one hand and sank into his body in one hard
thrust. There was the smell of copper,
because Krillin always bit his tongue.
Always curled his hands up into fists and fell down to his elbows as he
clawed for leverage and Vegeta thought sometime the small idiot would catch the
drift and stop coming here.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> He
hadn’t.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Vegeta
thought after the first time the little bastard would cry foul play to everyone
and get them to hate Vegeta. He
remembered how it felt to be hated, remembered all of it.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> It was the idea of love that disgusted
him. The blue eyed woman that promised
him something she obviously hadn’t ever meant to deliver, and that thought
accompanied him every time the formerly bald midget showed up.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He fucked the little one, pounded into him
hard enough that he would have expected him to break, but he wouldn’t.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Just cried out, sobbed for the peak and the
finish, and Vegeta didn’t really listen.
Pressed his thumb into the spine every time and considered crackiit. Didn’t though.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Thought
about the idiot woman and false promises of a thing that nobody on earth really
seemed to fucking believe in. Thought
that his whole world had gone to shit and tried to pin down the exact moment
that it had happened. Probably it ended
with Radditz leaving. With Radditz
getting himself killed. That had been
the turning point because in exchange for one of the truly ruthless of their
kind, he had gotten fucking ‘Goku’ the earth-saiyan who liked to sit and watch
the birdies bathe. Idiot.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Just like the woman.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> They were both worthless idiots that said
things they didn’t mean and forgot that their were people that needed them
around once in a fucking while.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Krillin’s
body clenched down around him and he heard the whine of deep need, that noise
he made when he was close. Who
cared? He didn’t.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Felt his hips moving, felt the rocking
motion and the pound of his heartbeat but didn’t give a damn.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> It never ended for him.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He just fucked the thing that came to him
with those wide eyes so full of self-loathing and confusion.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Whose skin burned with the itch and burn of
obsession and need for this thing.
Vegeta understood obsession. He
had lived through one. Hated Kakarot so
badly for defeating him without even knowing what he had done.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Heard
that choked cry. The final clenching of
the body and there was the pungent stink of orgasm.yes\"> He growled and hated the little bastard.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Fucked him harder, tried to hurt him but never
did. Couldn’t.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Wasn’t that shit?yes\"> Big bad Prince Vegeta couldn’t even bring himself to break a
midget who was cheating on his wife.
Searching for the fuck and the orgasm that he couldn’t get with his
pretty wife.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Vegeta
hated him. Shoved him away, hoped he
burned in shame and eventually figured it out.
Growled at the little bastard and wanted to tell him to not come
back. Ever.yes\"> Thought that would break him, but didn’t say it.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Because part of him needed the small idiot
too. He turned away from him, went to
the bathroom and closed the door. Stood
there with the broken mirror he smashed.
A long time ago. Back when he
found out about Bulma. Back just before
she died. Stood there with the broken
glass and listened to Krillin crawl off the bed and leave.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Itch
scratched today.

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>~~~***

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Trunks
wasn’t an idiot. He wasn’t have the
idiot his father seemed to think he was.
Or Krillin. He didn’t know, but
neither one of them was fooling anyone.
Sad thought was, though, Trunks wasn’t so sure either one of them wanted
to fool anyone. His father didn’t act
like he hadn’t just done what he did.
Krillin didn’t stay long enough to say anything one way or the other.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Just scrambled out of the house as fast as
he could. Flushed and frantic.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Bruised most of the time.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Not like he was abused, just bruises that
came with the territory. His mother had
been bruised sometimes too. On her waist
or her hips. And he had asked her about
when he was young, but didn’t understand for a long time what she meant about
them being good bruises.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> That
came when he got his own girlfriend and left his finger marks on her.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Then he understood.1\'>

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> But
he just didn’t get what in hell his father was doing fucking with Krillin.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> The two of them didn’t even like each
other. Krillin was married.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> To a woman.yes\"> Why had he decided to have an affair with his father of all
people in the universe? If he wanted a
Saiyan he should have gone to…well.
Gohan was married too, Goten had three girlfriends at the moment (only
two of which knew about each other and the third was probably the favorite) so
they were out. But Krillin could have
gone and found Goku. He wasn’t married
anymore. He wasn’t bordering on
psychotic (that Trunks knew of anyway.)
Now Trunks knew nothing about Goku’s sexual preferences (who was he
kidding, he knew very little about Goku period) but he figured if Krillin went
to him and seduced him it might have worked.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> It
wouldn’t involve his father and that was the real concern.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Because Trunks loved his Dad, sure, but he
wasn’t so sure that anything the Prince was doing recently fell under the
category of ‘good mental health’ and more and more with every passing day he
wished that someone else was here to see what was happening and fight it out.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He had considered telling Goten and getting
his help, but the more he thought about it the eerie the similarities between
Krillin and Goten started to show. They
were both shorter with dark hair. Goten
was bigger than Krillin, sure and he looked a lot like his father, but Trunks
had an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach that told him getting his best
friend involved in this disaster would be more than a little disastrous.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> So.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He was alone.yes\"> Unless he tracked down Goku and dragged him back here under some
kind of pretense, because he didn’t think saying “Hey, my Mom died, I think my
father might have killed her and now he’s fucking your other best friend, do
you think you could stop training the kid and come back to handle this problem
for me?” would work really well. Especially
that part about his father having killed his Mom.yes\"> He wasn’t terribly proud of that thought, but the two of them had
a rather loud and public fight just a day or two before she died, and for a
week solid (even during her funeral) his father had been nowhere.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> No where they could find.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Months passed before the Prince had become
even slightly ‘normal’ again, and that was only because this stupid thing with
Krillin had started.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> He
stood at the bottom of the stairs Krillin had run down and looked up them.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Considered going to confront his father, but
wasn’t so sure he wanted to hear what was going to be said.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He had to go, anyway, he told himself.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Go and meet his girlfriend.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Take her to a movie or something.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Something that didn’t have anything to do
with any of this shit. If his dad went
nuts they’d have to fight him and defeat him, but as far as he could tell
Krillin was coming here of his own free will and asking for whatever it was he
got. Until he thought otherwise, he
wasn’t going to do anything.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> So
he grabbed his jacket off the hook, pulled it on.yes\"> Gave the stairs one more baleful look and then slipped out the
front door. Into the open air of the
evening. Had to take a car today
because he had yet to tell his girl that he was part monkey, and didn’t want to
have to explain the whole ‘flying’ and ‘ki’ thing to her.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> (his last girlfriend had the IQ of a brick
and after six dates worth of explaining the concept of ki to her, he had given
up on the relationship and managed to find someone that was both intelligent
and non-ugly.) (That combination had
proven to be a real problem.)

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Yay!style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Angst!
Yay! More plot!

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>href=\"http://www.darksaiyan.com/eFiction/index.php\">http://www.darksaiyan.com/eFiction/index.php

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Goku: When
am I going to show up?

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Vegeta: Wow,
I’m a bit dark aren’t I?

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Goku: You’re
having sex with Krillin, that’s not dark, that’s creepy.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Vegeta:
Hey! I could be screwing your
kid!

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Goku: Right
back at you.

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Jaygoose:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> *hides
head * I haven’t posted this chapter at
darksaiyan yet. *sigh *style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> But I really am going to.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Swear.

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>MrsSJ:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> I
shortened your name a little bit.
;) (Yeah, you probably noticed
that.) Anyway.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> It is a weird fic.yes\"> Stick with it though, please?
*pleady eyes *

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Hectate 18:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> *meep
* Yay!
I love distracting people away from work!yes\"> You might have been to the site before.yes\"> It’s Hudine’s site and I told her I’d advertise it and write this
fic for it. ;)

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Sarky Woman:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Lol.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Thanks.
Don’t worry, I liked all the stuff in the review.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> ;)
Don’t worry, Goku will be coming back.
Soon.

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Mechanical Butterfly:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> You
are not a freak. (Anymore than I am for
writing it.) Lol.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Everyone is looking for Goku.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> HELLO everyone!yes\"> I’m a Gk/Vegeta addict!
*twitchs * The only sad thing is
that Goten and Trunks are straight in this ficcie.yes\"> *sigh *

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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Lol. Thanks
for reading!

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