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Pure Evil 2: Son of Pure Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6941 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 2: Son of Pure Evil

By Sefiru

Summary: Vegeta has acknowledged Kakarott�s superiority,
and, uh, stuff happens. Sex, fighting, fun at the expense of supporting
characters. And, of course, pure evil. ^^

Pairings: Kakarott/Vegeta

Disclaimer: If I owned DBZ they would not be allowed to
broadcast it on national TV. Oh, well, I can always dream �

Warnings:

Whole story: NC-17, yaoi, oral, anal, BDSM, D/s, language,
possible OOC.

This chapter: R, lime.

Chapter 2

It�s daybreak as
Kakarott teleports us to the sparring ground. The sudden dawn light makes his
gi glow red as he grins down at me. �Ready?�

�Always.� I step
away from him and soar into the air, taking my fighting stance. He hovers in front
of me in his own starting position, one fist forward, the other held high, then
he rushes at me. I dodge the punch by a hair and throw one of my own, towards
his ribs where there�s a small opening in his defense. He manages to get his
arm down in time to block; that flaw has been corrected. He tries to get behind
me and I spin around to face him, arms raised to block. I deflect his blow; his
momentum carries him past me and I lunge after him, trying to catch him by the
neck. But he grabs my wrist, pulls me over his shoulder and the next thing I
know I�m in a hammerlock. This is new! Improvising, I turn a backflip in his
arms, kick him in the chest, and fly away. The fight goes on.

I love this.
It�s as good as the sex, not least because Kakarott�s hands are all over me.
And the display of his power makes me hot in ways I never thought possible
before all this happened. The prospect of defeat is what gives the fight
its thrill; I live for the feeling of dirt slamming into my back, and I know
that Kakarott relishes the idea that I might one day beat him. We always start
at normal power, working on technique, looking for gaps in defenses and trying
out new attacks. Then when we�re warmed up, we ascend and fight all out.
Sparring with him is a privilege and I give it my all, showing him my power,
proving that I am worthy. But he doesn�t ascend to Super Saiyan 3; when the
mere sight of you makes your opponent go weak in the knees, there is really not
much point.

�Big Bang!� I
shoot the beam of ki at him. He blocks perfectly with crossed wrists and
replies with,

�Kame hame ha!� I
dodge the blast but it clips me on the hip, sending me tumbling through the air
before I regain control of my flight. We�re both at Super Saiyan 2 and new
craters are appearing on the already ravaged landscape.

�Final Flash!� To
my surprise the attack lands squarely, but my advantage doesn�t last long.

�Ten times kame
hame ha!� Body meets ground at high velocity and I utter a grunt that�s more
than half moan. Gods that�s good. I stand up smirking, ready to provoke him
into doing it again. I rise into the air; Kakarott is expecting another ki
attack but instead I fly in and punch him in the stomach. He grins and aims a
blow at my chin. Now this is real Saiyan fighting: pure hand to hand, at full
power, close enough together to feel each other�s body heat. Something tells me
we�re not going to wait until we get home today.

Below us a faint
ki is approaching but I have no mind for anything but Kakarott. I identify it as
friendly and ignore it. He lands a blow on my side, his aura flares and I can
see he�s as excited as I am. I lay into him with my best effort; he matches me
strike for strike. As the sun climbs higher in the sky he throws me to the
ground three more times, and I return the favor twice. The final time he throws
me, he follows me down and pins me to the earth. Looks like the fight is over.

He leans over me
and runs a teasing finger along the bottom edge of my armor. I growl and clench
my fists. I need all of my willpower to keep my hands by my sides, but he has
not given me permission to touch him. His hand slides around the side to find
the fastenings �

�Oh my god!�

We both look up
at the interruption. Kakarott releases me and stands up. �Good morning,
Chichi.�

�Good morning?
Good morning!?� Kakarott�s woman � former woman, I suppose � marches up
to him and plants her hands on her hips. �Is that all you have to say to me? I
knew you weren�t really attracted to me, Son Goku, but to find you feeling up
this � this � � she points wildly at me, at a loss for words. �What if your
sons find out about this?�

�Gohan and Goten
have known for months, Chichi.�

�What? Why
didn�t they tell me? Never mind, how did you seduce him into this, you snake?�

As if I could
force Kakarott into anything against his will. I get up and stand next to him,
arms crossed. �Woman, it should be obvious who is in charge here.� I lift my
chin to display my white leather collar.

�You can�t be
serious!�

�We�re
completely serious, Chichi. And we�re not asking for your approval.� She gapes
at him; since she�s been out of touch, she hasn�t gotten used to Kakarott
without his Goku persona.

�You � ! You
were never really afraid of me, were you?�

�No.�

She flounders a
bit at this calm admission, and I smirk. Then: �Fine! But if you hurt either of
the boys with this, you�ll be hearing from me!� And she storms away, slamming
her car door before she drives off.

�Is she always
like that, Kakarott?�

�Yes, it�s her
way. She throws people off balance with her temper and uses that to get what
she wants. She doesn�t know how to deal with the real me, so I never asked her
to.�

�Your patience
is astonishing.�

�You know how
far I�ll go for my friends.�

�Hn.� It�s one
of the magnificent things about him. Life, power, identity, personality � he
can sacrifice them all and still not lose his warrior pride. There was a time
when I would have called that weak. �Well, that kind of ruined the mood.�

�In that case we
might as well take a shower first.�

�Hn.�

He teleports us
straight into the bathroom, and we shed our training gear without further
discussion. Kakarott turns the water on. Soon we�re both soaking wet and the
sweat and grime of the sparring ground are sluicing off us. I take a sponge and
scrub his body, making sure I hit all the sensitive spots: first the back and
sides, then his chest, then he bends down so I can reach his hair. I take my
time there, massage his scalp, scratch his ears, revel in the feeling of the
stiff bristles against my hands. He purrs over the sound of the water, and so
do I.

Then Kakarott
does the same for me. He teases me in all the ways I didn�t dare do to him. He
scrapes his nails along my ribs. Presses thumbs along the edges of my shoulder
blades. Runs the fingers of both hands up my abdomen, and my eyes glaze over.
He traces the rapidly healing bruises from our fight; when he leans down to
lick one I cry out and claw the tiled wall in frustration.

Kakarott
laughs, the dark chuckle that makes my stomach flutter and my hair stand on
end.

�What do you
want to do, Vegeta? Tell me.� He continues to nibble on my shoulder, just under
my collar; his hands stroke my hips.

�I � let me
touch you �lick you� ah! I want to taste you � Kakarott, please � fuck me into
the floor �� His hand brushes my tail scar and I scream.

�Are you back in
the mood?�

�Yes!�

�Good.� He shuts
off the water and steps out of the shower, motioning for me to follow.

***

Vegeta: Woman, how dare you leave me hanging like that?

Kakarott: hurry up and type, I want to have my way with
Vegeta.

Sefiru: Mou, I�m tired � I don�t feel like writing any more.

Vegeta: Kakarott, have you got any senzu beans with you?

Kakarott: I do.

�Final Flash!�
�Aaaaaaaagh!�

Next � *hack* � chapter �*cough, wheeze*: Vegeta gets a
taste of Kakarott. Lemon flavored!

Vegeta: That was terrible, woman.
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