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Moments In A Life	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3823 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 20

Come and get it. Come and try like hell to take it back from me. He wanted to taunt her, to tell her what her husband was like when the lights were dim and he was on his knees, but that cruelty was changing in his gut. Changing and he didn�t like the feeling of it, because it was like that feeling of heaviness that dragged on him when Bulma had been alive and he hated it.

Fucr. r. Fuck her husband too. Fuck the blond kid of theirs. He didn�t give a damn if they choked on their own damn dreams. They were not his concern, but this woman here, lookie lookie, she had thought she could take him down.

Hardly.

She was living under the presumption that she could take him down and he had just seen his son beat the shit out of the man that ha destroyed their lives. That man that put his child inside of Vegeta�s wif�no. She was never his wife. She was not the one that he loved, because he never loved anyone. He was just himself, and Bulma had just been a good lay.

Right.

And the big Baka was just a fuck buddy.

18 kept trying ick ick him, and he kept knocking her away. Her fists were uncurling slowly and her face was battered black and blue. She wasn�t going to last, and as she looked at him, she knew it. Grinned anyway because she was hotshit and he was just a Saiyan that could pulverize her ass into the ground. Yeah, he fucked her husband, but in this world of stupidity, that was hardly a big thing was it? Just sex. Just the feeling. No emotion.

Fucking Krillin had been like screwing his hand. Neither one appealed to him really but when there was nothing better to do. Nobody better to defeat. But the woman, the woman thought she had something to prove and maybe, he thought as he punched her hard in the gut and grinned at the spray of blood that erupted from her mouth, maybe she did have something she had to prove.

Maybe she was going to realize that proving it to him wouldn�t be possible.

Either way. The baka showed its ugly orange self. Stayed at the edge of the fight and waged a mental war about whether or not he wanted to intervene. Probably didn�t. Kakarot was the sort that let other folks deal with other folks� shit just so long as nobody �innocent� got hurt. Hardly.

This world didn�t have innocents.

�Vegeta,� the baka said, �You�ve got to�� Then silence. Important silence, the sort that Vegeta hated because it was a trait that was highly esteemed among these earth-raised idiots. The sie ofe of thought in the middle of saying something implied idiocy not intelligence.

�18!� And that was the short one, long unraveling guaze flapping at his elbows as he stopped in mid-air wearing only pants. He looked haggard, tired, like someone had used him for a punching back (You did a nasty voice in his mind told him. And he knew that the voice was right. He hated Krillin, more now that he saw the product of his depression.)

She looked at her husband, cheek blossoming bright with the bruise that his fist had put there. Gave him a slack-jawed look of amazement, like she wasn�t sure what he was doing here, or maybe he should be dead somewhere and he wasn�t.

Vegeta would have killed the double-crossing fucker. He would have killed Bulma, but she was dying already. ( right, sure, tell yourself that until you choke on the fucking words, you wouldn�t have touched a hair on her head and you know it.)

�Stop,� Krillin said, looked like he deserved to say something. �I�� his eyes never left his wife�s as his voice wavered and Vegeta felt the draining sensation in his stomach just the same as he had when Bulma came to him that day so many years ago and told him she had slept with someone else. �I asked him to.� Krillin said finally. �It�s not Vegeta�s fault. I took advantage of him.�

He wanted to say something, opened his mouth to inform the idiot boy and his idiot wife that he was a Prince, that he could not be �taken advantage of� but a hand covered his mouth as he tried to speak and when he jerked in the hold he found that he was wrapped in the arm of the big baka.

�Not now, Vegeta, this has nothing to do with you.� His voice was low and soft, and there was an edge of resolve in it that made him roll his eyes, but he understood. This wasn�t his fight anymore, this was the idiot midget�s fight and he had to keep his nose out of it.

�I�m sorry,� Krillin whispered, �I�don�t know why I did it. I love you and I love Marron� But��

Idiot earth people. Like they were all raised with the belief that any marriage could be gotten out of as long as they could throw in an excuse. �I was drunk� �I was confused� �I was horny� whatever. Bullshit. There was no reason to betray the person that you were supposed to love.

Kakarot�s arm got tighter around him and pulled him away. He didn�t want to go, but the blond woman was giving her husband a glare with tears in her eyes and the black-haired android was there now, to support his sister or whatever, and it wasn�t their show anymore, wasn�t their drama. He was tired, and he didn�t want to be here.

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Gohan brought the man. Goten brought the baby. Piccolo brought Vegeta and Goku. He was the one left standing in front of the screen of the computer with mute shock on his face and blood on his fists. Bra was sitting on the counter, banging a plastic cup against it as loud as she could repetitively, and Goten, who was standing next to him, had one hand on her side to keep her sitting upright and his mouth hanging open in shock.

�Fuck,� Trunks whispered.

�Fuck what?� Gohan asked, stood in front of the man that was cowering behind him, bewildered and afraid, with s on on his face now but no more broken bones. �Hello? People over here that can�t read the screen.�

Vegeta was standing against the wall, arms over his chest, glowering at the man with the scars on fac face, and they all knew that if he could have, he would have killed the man in that moment. But Goku was there with him, one hand just hanging in front of the Prince, ready to restrain him but not doing anything at the moment.

�Shit,� Trunks said again, felt blood pri in in his skin as feeling roared back and he turned to look at the little girl. His sister. His mother�s child. But more than that, most important of it all.

His father�s child.

It didn�t make sense. None of it made sense. He had missed his mother�s whole pregnancy. She hadn�t tested the baby before she died. She hadn�t found a way to cure whatever killed her. She hadn�t told them the truth. She hadn�t told him! She was a stupid bitch and he hated her dead GUTS! He stood there and turned, looked at all of them. At the Go-pack and their stupidity and their endlessly obvious genetics. Stupid fucking third-class. Stupid ass Chichi who had to one-up the Prince by not cheating on her dead husband. Stupid Goten. Stupid Gohan.

Stupid fucking man that had taken his mother home to his stupid bed and stupidly fucked her. Stupid mother for not checking her own daughter�s genetics before she handed her off to some idiot human. Stupid fucking little girl with her bright eyes and the giggle and her father�s grin.

�Bra is Vegeta�s daughter,� Goten said. Picked the little girl up. Carried her over to his father who was suddenly pale. Arms still crossed over his arms, but there was no color in his face. The little girl lunged off Goten and landed on Vegeta�s chest, he closed his arm around her, and the whole room was dead quiet.

All but tan tan that was making a noise of utter disbelief, of shock and hurt. �But��

�That�s the results, dude. We checked your genetics against hers. There is no match. Which means the girl has to be Vegeta�s,� Goten said. Tried to say it like he gave a damn, but none of them did. None of them were capable of giving a damn at this point.

�Oh�but� Bul� She said� I thought. Whatever.� He shook his head and looked at the little girl one last time. �Goodbye Bra,� he whispered. Turned and walked out of the room, toware exe exit. Gohan who had been standing there to guard him was standing with his mouth hanging open in plain shock.

�Uhhh?� Goku said.

�We should go,� Goten said, took Trunks by the arm and gave him a look that said he was still his best friend but this wasn�t his damn business, then patted his arm and turned to his brother. They left. Gohan. Goten. Disappeared.

�Me too,� he whispered, felt tears in his eyes, but only because he couldn�t stand the thought of having to watch his father cry. Walked past them and tried to leave, but Vegeta grabbed him. Hard, on his arm and pulled him back.

Impulsively, apparently, because when Trunks landed against his father�s side the Prince didn�t look like he had any idea what to do. Bra gurgled a giggle and rested her head against Vegeta�s shoulder, pretty blue curls bright in the dim light around them, Goku stood at his father�s other side awkwardly.

Bra yawned. Trunks felt the tears that were still brimming in his eyes slide down his face, and he didn�t even bother to wipe them off. His father was shaking at his side, with anger, with pain, with everything and nothing and he had no idea. But Bra was batting her pretty blue eyes and falling asleep. Trunks looked at Goku, who was looking at Vegeta, and then reached out and took the little girl.

�I�ll watch her,� he whispered.

His father released the hold on his arm and nodded, coughed, tried to get his throat clear so he could say something, but there was nothing he could have said, and Goku moved forward as Trunks moved back, wrapped his arms around his father again. He turned his back to it. Let their privacy be their own, and left with his little sister in his arms, sleeping.

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Vegeta: Hey!

18: that was a shitty fight!

Goku: I like sex. We could have angst sex.

Gohan: Wow. That was just a whole lot of information�

Goten: Not really.

Vegeta: Sex sounds like an excellent plan. *Strips*
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