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Saiyan Enlightenment	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4529 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Saiyan Enlightenment
- 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
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-29
- 31-30
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
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- 40-40/End
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Saiyan
Enlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning of
Pride

Card

Disclaimers and Warnings and Author�s Snarky
Comments:

A.
Lets all sing: This is the fic
that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends, some people started reading it,
not knowing what it was and they�ll keep reading it forever just because this
is the fic that never ends�

B.
*cough * I do not own DB, DBZ, or DBGT. If I did DB �GT� would be �Group Therapy� and DBZ would be about
Goku�s quest to get Vegeta sweaty and naked (and trapped under him while he had
his wicked way with him.)

C.
This is a CONTINUATION of The Meaning of Pride. That means for this to make complete sense
you should go read MoP.

D.
Obviously, there will be �Saiyan� ness. That�s (as Vegeta puts it): to include violent fighting, angry
sex and fighting for �dominance.� As
well as LEMONS. Homosexuality (two male
Saiyans boinking (having sex), actually four, because Trunks & Goten get
laid too) Dirty language probably. Unexplained green smirks.

E.
Gohan�s an ass. This might
change (let us all pray it�ll change) but he held on to his �assness� for forty
chapters in MoP, I don�t see him
parting with it.

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

Would
you believe it, but there was actually something worse than getting your
faced rubbed in stinking mud. He knew
this now. Because he was definitely
thinking of getting Kakarot�s attention again and allowing the large baka to
rub his face in that rank mud. Just so
that thing that was worse would leave them be. But he didn�t. Stood
there, crossed his arms over his chest and glared with all his might (realizing
his face was dirty, his clothes were torn and one of his gloves was missing) at
that stupid accident of fate also known as Chichi�s first born. (The longer he knew Kakarot the more he was
convinced that he shared no genetics with the child.)

Gohan
stood there and glared at his father, looked like there were probably ten
million places he would rather be, but he was here at the request of his wife
(ah, a genetic they shared; Kakarot had been incapable of telling his wife no
too.) �Its been almost a month. Videl wanted to know if it was something she
did.�

The
best part of the whole conversation was that Kakarot was standing there digging
dirt out of his ear, every so often tipping his head to the side and smacking
the opposite ear to get the dirt out.
And when he wasn�t doing that, he would stand there with a blank
expression on his face and blink a lot.

�Dad!�
Gohan yelled.

�Dammit,�
Gohan said then, �Forget it. Do
whatever you were doing with the idiot prince or whatever.� He turned to leave, and Kakarot actually
moved to attack him�low threshold for stupidity was a great Saiyan threat�but
Vegeta darted forward and grabbed him before he could hurt his son. (Not that Vegeta would give a damn, but
Kakarot would because he didn�t want to hurt his son. So until he learned how to control his Saiyan side there would be
no punishment.)

Kakarot
tried to jerk away from him, and Vegeta grabbed him around his throat and
knocked his feet out from under him.
Ended up on his knees in the dirt next to Kakarot and was holding him
down just about the same time Gohan turned around. Looked at him with enough disgust to make him pissed off and he
would have gone after the fucking moron if Kakarot hadn�t chosen that moment to
grab him by the throat and knock him to the ground. The kid flew away without turning around,
and that was for the best because if he had interrupted at that point, Vegeta
would have let Kakarot beat him to a bloody pulp, wrapped him up in a bow and
sent him home to his wife in pieces.
And he would have laughed while he did it.

Kakarot
moved his hand down from his throat and pressed it to his chest, held him down
as he dipped his head down close to him and smiled. Kissed him quickly and then they disappeared out of reality and
reappeared in their bedroom. (The ruined
one that they had yet to re-encapsulate.)

�Why
are we here?� He asked.

�The
other bed is so clean,� was the answer, �Didn�t want to make it dirty.� He didn�t move to do anything further
though, instead he started to think (this was made obvious by the slight
creasing of the brow, and the fact that he was scratching the back of his head
now.) Then he sat up and looked
just�disappointed. Thoughtful. Looked down between his legs and huffed. �Stupid kid,� he muttered, then turned and
looked at him. �Gohan killed it,
Vegeta.�

Ah. Yet one more reason to hate that stupid,
stupid, stupid child. He sat up on the
bed too and looked at Kakarot, looked down between his legs too. �Is it really dead?�

~~~***

He
still hadn�t forgiven his idiot child yet.
Thought about it intently for three days now and decided that he just
might never forgive him. After all it
was one thing to say horrible things about Vegeta and insinuate bad things
about him, but it was another entirely to kill an entire day worth of
fighting�s arousal. How could you
just�do that? How was that even
possible? It was like he thought of his
oldest son and everything even remotely sexy in the world suddenly lost its
sweat-shined appeal. Vegeta could have
stripped and pole danced in front of him and he probably wouldn�t have even
managed a meager response.

THREE
DAYS!

Vegeta
was pissed at him now, too. And it
wasn�t even his fault because he hadn�t done anything wrong! (Although, this sudden drought of
sex-thoughts explained why it took him so long to get up the�er�willpower to get
Chichi pregnant again after Gohan was born.)
So they fought now but it was just fighting. No happy sex thoughts because he was convinced that Gohan was
going to show up and kill the buzz. (It
really sucked that every time he felt a nether-regions stirring his mind
flashed to how he would really like to beat his son.) So, after the third day, Vegeta glared at him with the full might
of a man that had been fighting for three days, that was more than interested in
sex and who was NOT GETTTING ANY THANKS TO GOKU�S STUPID CHILD. He offered to let Vegeta take him, but all
he got in response was a muttered reply and a veiled (or not so veiled) comment
about how his son would be losing either his genitals or his face if this
sex-drought went on for very much longer.

Anyway. On the morning of the fourth day, Vegeta
told him to go find Piccolo and tell him about their sex life and leave him the
hell alone because he was going to be �busy� for the whole of the day. Then he literally kicked Goku out of the house
and that was how he ended up sitting next to Piccolo.

(Who
was once again looking white.)

�Yes
Goku?� Piccolo said.

�Piccolo,�
he started, �I�m having a problem��
Felt just a bit weird talking to Piccolo about this particular problem
since Piccolo probably had no clue what it was like to be a male like him and
have normal lusts and needs and to have your stupid offspring ruining your sex
life despite the fact that your Saiyan instincts kept speaking up and pointing
out that raunchy sex should be had by all.
�You see, the other day I was fighting with Vegeta. Fist fighting. Sparring. We were
training that is, and well, Gohan showed up.
And he talked a lot. I wasn�t
really listening. But he said something
mean. I think.� Paused here, scratched the back of his
head. �Anyway. Then when I grabbed Vegeta and took him back
to bed I� Well, I lost it.�

Piccolo
had a look like he was about to regret what he was going to say: �It?�

�Yeah,
you know. It. Oh�what�s it called.
Vegeta had a name for it.� He
paused to think about it. �Oh,
yeah. Arousal. That�s it.
I lost it. I was there, and I
had Vegeta all under me and I was going to strip him naked, but all of a sudden
I thought of Gohan and it just�died.�

Oh,
green had suddenly become an extremely pale color. �Died?�

�Yep. That�s how I felt. It was like something inside of me just shriveled up. Piccolo, it�s not SUPPOSED to SHRIVEL UP! What happens if it never unshrivels?� That idea terrified him. �Think of all the sex I won�t have! Think of all the things I�ll never get to do
again.� He felt the back of his head
aching to be scratched and he felt as if he were perilously close to tears. �Piccolo!� he shouted, jumped back to his
feet and grabbed the extremely pale alien.
�I want Vegeta! I like him naked
and sweaty and panting. I really like
it. Especially when he starts saying my
name. It makes me all shivery. I want to be shivery!� He shook him then. �What happens if I can never get aroused again? Sex is the best part of the day besides
fighting and eating. I love it when
Vegeta�s got that look. You know that
look. The one that�� he paused here, glared at Piccolo. �You had better not know what I�m talking
about.� Seriously glared at him.

And
the green one shook his head furiously.

�Good. Vegeta�s mine. I might not have got to him first,� growled about that internally
and was very pleased, retrospectively, that he killed his brother. Then he felt bad, and then he was glad
again. �But he�s mine! I am the only one that gets to touch him
now. Mine. Only mine. He better know
that.� He glared at Piccolo. �Do you think he knows that?� Suddenly felt as if the only solution to
this problem was to leave and go find Vegeta.
And without waiting for Piccolo�s squeak of a response, he
disappeared.

Reappeared
in Bulma�s bedroom, where Vegeta was sitting on her bed with his legs crossed
while she practically salivated over his every word. Narrowed his eyes and glared at them. �You�re talking about sex aren�t you?�

Bulma
looked up at him. �We�uh�we were.�

Goku
glared harder, felt that growling thing in his chest again�sort of like when he
had ripped Vegeta of his clothes and jacked him off until he had the lube
needed to take him. Only this time, he
was in control of the problem�so he waited while Vegeta stood up and gave him a
look.

�We
were talking about your son,� he said.

�Vegeta,�
he said, very patiently, �Shut up about Gohan.�
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Saiyan Enlightenment

SaiyanEnlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning ofPride

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Saiyan
Enlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning of
Pride