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Much Like Suffocating	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4298 -:- 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.

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Much Like Suffocating

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WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:

A.
If I owned the show (DBZ), dontcha think you�d be watching the smut
instead of just reading it? (Insert
standard disclaimer here: I don�t own
Vegeta, Goku, (any other characters mentioned herein) or the show they came
from DBZ DBGT or just plain DB.)

B.
ALL RIGHTY. *rubs hands
together and looks up terms for the list of warnings: * Sadly, this is AU, but folks, don�t run away
already screaming. You can read
it. I swear It�ll be chocked full of
lemony goodness. LEMONS (Not talking
about the fruit here, either. I�m
talking about the sex ones; although how did it come to be a �lemon� anyway?) Homosexuality (er�duh.) Also (warnings I�ve never used before!
Gasp): bondage, shady professions, and
graphic descriptions. (Hopefully
graphic anywho.) Also, dirty language
doubtlessly. DARK. BAD THINGS HAPPEN HERE FOLKS.

C.
As always riverive to keep folk in character even when they are not
�themselves� in the canon-sense. If
you�re reading this and you�re like they are so not in character, give it a
chappie or two and see if you still think that.

I tried very hard not to write this. I batted it down and tried to starve the
bunny (the plot bunny) until it went away.
And you see how far that got me.

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

Well,
he supposed it was better to know why than to have to wonder about it
endlessly. Somehow he didn�t think his
father was going to sit down and explain his actions to Goku when he showed up
to kill him. Then again, apparently he
knew absolutely nothing about Bardock.
Still, there were things that didn�t add up, because Bardock had been
training him long before he had told Goku that he was going to go save Vegeta from
Freiza�s house. In fact, Goku had been
a Super Saiyan at least six months before he even found out about the
Prince.

OH! None of it made any fucking sense!

None
of it mattered. He was going to kill
Freiza, and then he was going to kill Bardock.
Then he was going to do nothing for the rest of his life but bask in the
nature of his freedom. "> Whatever freedom
was. He was starting to think that he�d
been tied down so long he couldn�t even remember how it felt to move without
chains. Wasn�t sure he could summon the
will to find out.

�Yes,�
Vegeta said. He sighed. �Goku will go. And whichever of you will volunteer.�

�I�ll
go,� Goten said, �The spider-lady says she�ll take us. That leaves Bulma, Krillin and Trunks
here.� But that wasn�t the end of the
conversation; there was more going on between Goten and Vegeta, in his
mind. More was being discussed, and you
could tell by the intensity of the stare between them, the way the air grew heavy
and that ringing came back to his ears.
(Telekinetic energy produced extra gravity.)

�You
have a day to get ready,� Vegeta said, �Will that be enough?�

More
than. He had been training for ten
years for the moment when he would defeat Freiza. He could have done it yesterday, could have smashed the white
maggot to little pieces, bu did didn�t want to jeopardize Bulma�s safety,
didn�t want to prolong their visit when it wasn�t the purpose. Today he would train, sharpen his skills
once more the way his father had taught him, and burn with anger and pain as he
thought of every moment of his life that he had spent on that fucking ship
because his fathedn�tdn�t want him back on the home planet.

Because
his father had given him to Freiza.

Because
Freiza had thought he was so damn pretty.

Because
he had his freedom now and he was going to throw off the chains and show this
fucking universe that he was not so easily controlled anymore. There were scars, freedom carried scars, but
he was stronger than them. So much
stronger than them.

~~~***

He
could hold four conversations at once, this Goten knew. Four separate links to minds and hold
intelligent conversations with them.
Because he was just that fucking special. But now, as he sat there and stared at Vegeta, he was limited to
only one conversation.

One
link to Vegeta�s mind and one to Goku�s.
The mental hand he had on Goku�s mind was soft, not really noticeable
because there were things in that mind that could destroy him, things that could
destroy them. Fail-safes and
traps. Things meant to cripple, deprave
and destroy.

He
�spoke� to the Prince through his mind, because there were words that not not
meant to be spoken out loud. Some
things were made terrible in the open air of the verbal speech. (Prince,) he whispered, felt sorrow
in him and knew it was in his voice, (I need your permission�) why? Why ask the Prince if he could heal Goku�s
mind? Because he couldn�t ask Goku
himself. Couldn�t bring to light all
the torn areas of his mind. But Goku
belonged to Vegeta, because Vegeta was the Prince, because they were together
and because they had loyalty. Vegeta
could give him the permission he needed.
No, he didn�t need it, but this time, in this case, he felt he should
ask for it. (I�m going to heal
Goku�s mind� It�s dangerous.) There was no way to explai. Not really.
You had to be able to see the surface of a mind in terms of landscape. Goku�s mind was all volcanoes and holes that
ran straight through to the other side. Danger. Disease. Rotting parts that would grow darker and
dr unr until it consumed him and Goku would become a nightmare the likes of which
his father had never foreseen.

The
Prince gave his permission, with a slight incline of his head.

And
the strangest thing, Goten thought, was that Vegeta�s mind was clean. Free of the abrasive edges the the abuse
that Goku�s was so riddled with.

(No,)
that was the little Juro Prince, (I won�t let the two of the yous wis with
Goku�s mind.)

Goten
snorted, turned his eyes from the Prince of Saiyans to the Prince of
worthlessly contradictory bastard Juro.
(This from the very man that gave Bardock the key to his son�s mind
and said, here you go, honey have fun?
Go pray for your forgiveness, little one, and let me fix what you fucked
up.)

Then
he caught the edge of Trunks� thoughts again, and turned to look at him, saw
him looking at nothing, which was never a great thing. But the thoughts were fairly normal. Drifting little considerations about what he
knew about Freiza (not much other than the fact that Freiza had sent people to
try and kidnap him) and what he could do to help Vegeta (Like train him,
because Goten had relayed that desire between the brothers) and then there were
thoughts of the pretty Spider Princess.
Interesting thoughts.

�What
should the rest of us do?� Bulma asked.
Flicked her ears up out of her hair and listened carefully to ethinthing
around them. Cat ears were the cutest
things. He loved them.

�You
and Krillin need to try and figure out what the hell on that ship was making
everyone have the same thoughts,� Vegeta said, �I�m going to train with Kakarot
for today. The rest of you can do
whatever you want.� He said this
because it hardly took a genius to realize that should you attempt to give the
Princess bitch an order she would remove your spleen, and Trunks was most used
to having nothing but himself to take care of.
(Even though he was a con considerate person that found food for everyone
and whatnot.)

�Tomorrow,�
the Princess said, �Dies the filthiest.
And when he is gone, what remains?�

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

(Just
go do it,) Goten said into his mind, gave him a non-physical push away from
the fire pit. And a glare. Goku and Vegeta were in the open space in
front of the rock, Goku showing Vegeta simple exercises to focus his
energy. Bulma and Krillin were back
inside the cave, silently or quietly talking about what ever had been in that
ship.

Which
left him sitting outside with Goten, Watched Chichi drift for a moment, smirk
to herself and then disappear towards the west. To the west is where the animals hid, in that forest that had
once covered this whole area, but Trunks had frozen the ground out, killed the
trees and Goten had rose the rock from the ground and given this homely little
bit of nothing to Trunk, and sat back to watch him carve it out. But that old forest still lived. Thrived with the blood of the animals that
hide in the trees and Chichi was not the first thing to step into it with the
thirst for blood.

Spiders
came with their lusts, blood.
Power. They craved the darkness,
cra craved the heat of blood as it pumped out of the veins, and they craved
the touch of skin. The skin of their
kind, pale and cool, and powerful.

n stn style='mso-tab-count:1'> Trunks
was a Spider every bit as much as he was a Saiyan, and there was power in him,
and lust just the same as there was in anything. Exhaustion had dimmed it, violence had slaked it, but it was
still there. And Goten�though he wished
that it weren�t this way�couldn�t offer now.
Wasn�t strong enough, if touched, he would lose himself, and Trunks knew
what followed that, knew what had to be done to keep Goten�s personality from
slipping away when his skin touched someone else�s.

(Rub
it in, why don�t you? Go get it out of
your system, and hers so we can focus on the problem at hand.)

Trunks
looked at Goten. (I don�t want her.) Left the rest to be unsaid, knew that Goten
could pick apart the thoughts in his mind, see the images as they rose in him,
and theangeangeness of how he craved Goten.
His body, his mind, and�all of him.
Wanted his power and his abilities, wanted to keep him locked up away
from the pain that the Gods inflicted on him in their pettiness, wanted to tear
him to pieces for his own stupidity to flaunt his unpiousness in the face of
those hypocritical deities.

(Give
it a day or two,) Goten whispered, filled his whole body with the warm of
his touch (And I�ll fuck you until you can�t breathe.)

Oh
great. What an image to send him off to
an unromantic interlude with the Spider Princess with. He gave a mental sneer at Goten, who just
smirked. As if to remind him that it wasn�t
a tease, it was a promise and as long as he was a good little crossbreed he
would find himself a happy boy come that day or two. But that was days from now, and there was the offer now. From the Princess of the race that disowned
him; hated him and murdered his mother to avenge his very birth.

pt'> He
found her in the forest as easily as stepping past the threshold, because she
was waitfor for him, standing in a bare clearing, dark hair falling around her
in the coolness of the shade, and she turned just a few inches to look at him,
tipped her head to one side and smiled vaguely, distantly, as she turned around
completely. Her forehead darkened as
the area nd tnd them went even colder, and he stepped up�felt the spider parts
of him as they rushed forward with all the power of instinct and need�and she
tipped her head, pressed her mouth to his neck, licked his skin to ask
permission to break open the vein.

Sure,
he thought to himself as he ripped her dress away from her own neck. Why not?
It was what they were.

pt'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*******

Trunks: I
think the author is really having a problem putting lemons in this story.

Goku:yes"> (One would notice that Vegeta has a complex where he believes
everything is his fault.
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