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The Meaning of Pride	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Meaning of Pride
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- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
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- 19-19
- 20-LEMONY INTERLUDE Tr/Gt
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The Meaning of Pride

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Time
for the warnings portion:

A.
I own nothing but 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:

~~***

He stepped outside the next morning. Breathed in the cold morning air and tried
like hell to get the annoying woman�s words out of his head. �Maybe he misses his mother�� and �someone
needs to talk to him� like that is a justifiable reason to be an asshole. He was not the tolerant understand one. He was the one that wanted to beat the
snotty brat straight into the ground.
But if the worthless waste of molecules was having some emotional hiccup
of some form, he felt obligated to pass Bulma�s words onto someone who gave a
shit. Like that green thing tfounfound
it so funny to grin at him and say �You love him.� That stupid green thing had always seemed to like the pimple
pest.

Vegeta was sick of the pest, sick of having to
convince Kakarot he had nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to feel bad
about. Sick of that look in his eyes
that haunted him, made Vegeta wonder that if the idiot boy didn�t stop if he
was going to be left. Believed, really
believed, that Kakarot would never leave him for that reason. But then, Kakarot was raised here on earth,
with these people and there had to be some sort of loyalty there among
them. Thoughck tck to Radditz and Nappa
and smirked in satisfaction that if they had tried to tell him that he
shouldn�t be with Kakarot that he would have beat their heads in until they
apologized for their stupidity and swore on the blood spewing from their wounds
that they would never say such a thing again.
But Kakarot would not do that.

And Vegeta understood this. Accepted it. And now was
now left to find another way to solve this stupid �Gohan� problem.

Stood outside until the sun came up and the green
thing appeared. And then they both
stood there, glared at one another, gauged how they should react to one another
after the incident of yesterday. He
didn�t want to have to thank the green thing for stopping the morons, but a
part of him�most likely that part that Kakarot rubbed off onto him�said that he
probably should.

�Yamcha has decided to stop fighting,� Piccolo said.

Oh. Joy. He was so very thrilled to hear that. Watch him dance a little jig.

Not his first concern exactly, but it was close
enough. So he cleared his throat. �Bulma said that someone needs to �talk� to
the fucking moron.� There. He said it.
Now his part in this plan was complete.
And he was free to continue to dislike and distrust the little
idiot.

�Is that your way of saying you think it should be
me?�

�I�m not doing it.�

�Then maybe I should,� and that was Kakarot. Yawning and stretching as he stepped out
into the bright morning light. He
looked ruffled�which made him very attractive, because it made him look more
grown up�and he waved to the green thing.
�Hey Piccolo.� He stood next to
them, didn�t seem to be annoyed that they were talking about his son without
him being aware of it, but then, he probably wasn�t.

�Hello Goku,� Piccolo said, �Do you really think
that�s a wise idea?�

�Well, I don�t know, but I am his father. And he�s mad at me. So it makes the most sense.�

Hn. It didn�t
make sense. It seemed like a bad idea
to him. It was sending the very person
he was trying to protect into face the very thing he wanted to bash the head in
of. Not the best idea to him. But then, it was Kakarot�s problem still,
and he did trust him. (Unlike everyone
else on this forsaken ball of mud.) So
he just crossed his arms over his chest and kept his mouth shut. Thought of all the things that could go
wrong, thought of everything he would do to the moron if he made Kakarot
depressed again.

�I�ll talk to Tien,� Piccolo said, �It should be
easiest to talk to Gohan if he�s not around anyone but you.�

�Heh, well I guess I should go then�� He didn�t look like he had managed to
convince himself of this fact. Shifted
on his feet and looked anxious and worried, and not at all like himself. The green thing rolled its eyes and turned
its back.

And Vegeta sneered at it, took that to mean he was
supposed to do something now to calm Kakarot down�which he would have done
without the matter-of-fact turning of the green back. He grabbed the taller one�s arm, held him still, looked at him,
and tried to pass the necessity of calm into him. Tried to show that he really did trust him and would support him
whatever he decided. Felt so vulnee
ie
in that moment, and Kakarot stopped shifting and smiled.

�Thanks �Geta,� he said. Kissed him. Smiled
again. Then took off. Went to go find his son.

�I assume you�ll find your way close enough to step
in should there be a fight,� Piccolo said.

�Hn.� Of
course he would be. No one in hell he
was going to sit around and wait to see if there was going to be a
disaster. Besides, he would get his son
to spar with him�just close enough he could be at the idiots side within
moments should the need arise, but far enough away not to be intruding.

~~~***

Oh. This was
not a good idea.

He found Gohan sitting next to what looked to be a
former campfire, staring at his hands like he didn�t even recognize
himself. Which was how Goku felt when
he looked at his son sometimes. Like
something had hollowed him out and taken over him. Because Gohan was a nice person.
He was an accepting person and even if he had turned his back to
fighting all the time, he was still proud of his family. This�whatever this was, the more Goku
thought about it the more he could not possibly understand it. Wondered where the rage came from that was fueling
this. Because he would not have thought
Gohan�the same child who had fought so hardinstinst getting angry�was capable
of this.

Watched his son raise his eyes and look at him. Saw the sigh.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Gk: No sex.

Vegeta: YOU
FREAKING DISAPPEARED! Think of what I
must be thinking!

Goten:
*sheesh * Why are we always
being interrupted by our fathers? Every
day they come bug us to spar. Don�t
they know that we�re having sex?

Trunks:
*BLUSH *

Gk: I like
sex. I miss sex. We get to have sex in the next chapter,
right?

Alright, seening how its about 21/2 hours until I�m
supposed to be leaving (and I�m not packed, ain�t ready and have no idea where
my jacket is..) I unfortunately can�t respond to all your wonderful reviews.

I�m going to miss you GUYS! *sob*
You�re�ll so nice and I love writing this stuff! *sob�*
(I�ll be okay, really.) I
promise I�ll come back and finish the ficcies.
Swear! I won�t just disappear.

lasslass=MsoNormal style='line-height:150%'>*more sobbing *

Bye guys!
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