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Yaoi RPG	By : arvan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7199 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I don't have much warning to give, except for the foul words, possible yaoi scenes, the occasional random crap and whatnots. Not too sure yet.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball nor do I generate any profit from this. This is for entertainment only.

The fighter with his heart on a sleeve

Quiet. It was just too quiet.
Goku thought to himself as he opened the door of the house designated to them. He stuck his head in, looking all around, silently, mindful not to make too much noise … wait a min… why did he have to sneak around for… he wasn’t trying to steal anything and the guys were expecting him back. Feeling ridiculous he stepped into the place then turned to shut the door.
“You’ve been gone for quite some time”
“Hic!” startled, Goku slammed the doors shut harder than he intended to. Man, the guy could move without sound. “Vegeta…” he turned to address his friend.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. “What are you so jumpy about? Did you find him?”
“Nothing… I found him” Goku whispered with a nod.
“So? Where is he?” Vegeta unconsciously whispered back, turning towards the door, expecting the long range rouge to come through any minute.
“He’s outside checking on our inventory stock, wants to be left alone for awhile. He said he needs to sort his mind out” Goku continued to speak softly; Vegeta nodded once, indicating he understood.
“Turles needs time to come to terms with it as well. He’s gone food hunting with some of the rangers” Vegeta looked elsewhere, holding back the rest of the sentence. He knew exactly why Turles offered to get their dinner, he needed something to do, an outlet to calm his nerves; Vegeta had not offered to go with him, Turles needed the space and so did he.
“Where’s Tarble?” Goku followed up, wondering where everyone else went.
“Gone herb gathering and Sharnper’s gone somewhere, don’t know where” Vegeta’s voice became softer before a frown appeared on his face, more out of concern than anything.
“They’ll be alright, Vegeta”
Goku’s voice distracted Vegeta from his thoughts.
“We been through many dangers, with them; nothing has ever kept them down” Goku was absolutely certain he was right.
“That was before they knew the truth, Goku… and why the hell are we whispering?” Vegeta suddenly took notice of the unusual low volume of their conversations.
“Oh… right” Goku blushed. “Can we talk elsewhere…? I mean… they might return and…”
“We’ll talk in your room” Vegeta began walking, becoming exasperated when Goku failed to follow. His patience running thin, Vegeta grabbed hold of the front of Goku’s armour, pulling him along by that chest piece.

…
“I meant to say… I know this isn’t their fight, but I know them and I trust them; I know they’ll come through for us. I’m sure of it” Goku voiced his opinion, now that they were behind closed doors.
“I won’t be so quick to speak for anyone, Goku. It’s their decision and if they choose to not continue this journey, it’s their right”
“We’re also putting our lives at risk here, Vegeta… but I know what you’re saying. I’d risk my own life, but nothing will convince me to risk my friends’ lives; your life and theirs. No. 17 assured me he would not let us face the emperor alone-“
“So did Turles” Vegeta cut into the conversation.
“I will talk to Tarble later when he gets back… but I will ask everyone again before we march to the last battle”
The 2 friends shared a look, both of them on the same page; failure was not an option but worrying would get them nowhere either.
“Then we wait for everyone before we plan our next move. What’s with that bruise on your face, Goku?” Vegeta had just noticed the slight discolouration on Goku’s cheek.
“Oh this? It’s nothing” Goku laughed slightly as he rubbed his cheek, avoiding that question.
“Get over here” having said that, Vegeta reached out with one hand, removed Goku’s hand from his cheek before placing his own hand against that bruise.
(Goku HP recovery +40%, HP + 2560, 6400/6400)
“Thanks Vegeta” Goku relaxed as the soothing aura took the ache away, but not the invisible ache inside him. He hadn’t forgotten, only pushed it aside; towards the back of his mind in favour of their current situation. Now due to circumstances and unpredictability of their next battle… there might not be a next time.
Goku quickly grabbed hold of Vegeta’s wrist, just as he was about to remove his hand from Goku’s face. Vegeta had not seen that coming, but like Goku he had not forgotten the conversation they’ve left off before they’ve reached the Ranger Outpost either.
“Vegeta, I-“
“You want to do this here, now? When we have a battle on our hands? What’s wrong with you, Goku” Vegeta began to dislodge Goku’s grip, but Goku would not release him.
“Goku” Vegeta grumbled, quickly becoming agitated when Goku refused to release him. He had had enough; today was stressful enough without having to deal with Turles’ emotional stress. Add in Goku’s into the mix on top of all that would likely strain his capacity for patience and give Goku a brand new bruise in the shape of his fist.
“Gomen, Vegeta… I know you don’t want to talk about it, but-”
“Goku” once again Vegeta cut Goku off. “I told you before. There’s no need to feel obligated, it was just a kiss”
Goku gritted his teeth, finding it increasingly difficult to speak his mind with Vegeta cutting him off at every turn, discouraging his advances. It was deliberate, even Goku could see that Vegeta was avoiding the topic and it was eating him inside.
“Vegeta!” he hissed, no longer able to bear the vexation of Vegeta’s avoidance. The sudden outburst surprised Vegeta, enough that he fell into silence, watching him. Now that Goku had his absolute attention, he seized the chance to let him know just how he felt.
He reached forward, bringing his lips against Vegeta’s, working his free hand around Vegeta’s waist as he brought him closer.
He knew this was coming, he recognised that look of longing on Goku’s face; once in camp while everyone slept, with Goku beside him and many other times, with Turles.
The kiss started out fast, a quick smack of lips before it became soft and gentle; almost as if Goku was testing the waters. Vegeta thought that would be all, that Goku would release him, even ask him to give it some thought, except Goku did not stop, instead he kept his hand on Vegeta, deepening the kiss.
Vegeta began to resist. He pushed at Goku’s shoulder as he turned his face aside, breaking the kiss; using what little strength a priest had against a fighter.
“What the hell, Goku!? Enough of- Hmm!” Vegeta’s back made contact with the solid wall, seconds before Goku captured his lips again.
Words hardly make a statement and Goku knew this to be especially true when the matter involved his friend. Goku would have had an easier time trying to extract blood from stones than trying to get his feelings across to Vegeta with words, especially if said guy was unwilling to listen, so it would stand to reason that Goku had to find another way to convey his feelings to him; if Goku could not convince him with words, then he would have to show him. Goku stopped any further talking on Vegeta’s part with another kiss, releasing Vegeta’s wrist so he could bring his hand against the back of Vegeta’s head, blocking his escape as he deepened their kiss; tasting Vegeta as he ravished his lips.
This time was different, more purposeful... compared to the brief kiss Goku gave him awhile ago. For Vegeta, the difference was telling. His face started to flush hot with red, his hands reached for Goku's shoulders, clenching as his body reacted against his will; heating his entire being as Goku continued exploring his mouth.
Reluctantly, Goku halted the kiss, giving Vegeta and himself air to breathe, instead, he switched his focus to another feature he found sexy on Vegeta; the nape of his neck. He caressed it with his fingers, moving his face upwards towards his earlobe; he gave it a gentle sensual lick, nipping it gently with his teeth.
Vegeta shivered as hundreds of tingly sensations coursed through him all at once, his body responding nicely to Goku's touch. Kami, where did Goku learn to do all that?
Goku moved closer and he gasped, slightly overwhelmed by Goku's towering presence, but that wasn't the only reason. The close proximity had also invoked a certain reaction from him, one he thought was reserved solely for Turles and judging by the surprise on Goku's face... he felt it too.

...
He felt that, Goku was absolutely certain he had; Vegeta was hard... for him, but he knew it was still too soon to be happy. A part of him was elated to get such a reaction from Vegeta, but it would still be void if Vegeta's heart did not explicit the same.
“Vegeta... this is how I feel” Goku tried to form the words, words that he needed to say so badly, to tell Vegeta the deepest depths of his own heart. He embraced him, bringing him close; if his words, his actions were insufficient... perhaps the beat of his own heart would help convince him.
Sharnper was right, Vegeta came to that conclusion, despite the difference between Goku and Turles, they were of the same person, a carbon copy of the other. One being divided into 2 separate identities, an observation only he could identify; the only one allowed in those two's deepest and most sacred part of their being.
“Vegeta?" Goku began to grow worried the longer Vegeta said nothing.
Vegeta was no help in his department, not knowing what to say, he opted to keep his silence, which in return further escalated Goku's fear.
“Won't you say something... anything?”
Vegeta remained silent, deciding to not give a quick answer without thinking things through. That being the case also meant he would not explain his reasons to his friend. Goku began to despair, even after he had gathered enough courage to address his feelings again, Vegeta still would not give him any closure.
“You won't even talk to me now?” Goku misinterpreted Vegeta's reaction.
“I don't want to talk to you when you're in this state of mind” Vegeta finally spoke, becoming concerned himself at Goku's reaction; pushing a hand against Goku's chest, an attempted effort to get him to release him.
“Vegeta!” he held Vegeta firmly, not willing to let him pull another escape trick on him; he had already done that twice! He needed Vegeta's answer; any answer would be preferable to none. At least that way he could decide what to do next... and if Vegeta's answer was no, they could still be friends, at least then he would give up and move on.
“Let go, Goku!” Vegeta struggled to no avail.
At a loss and unable to get through to Vegeta due to his trashing about, Goku turned his attention to the bed. Wasting no time, he brought his struggling friend towards it, dropping him unceremoniously on it. Similar to No. 17's episode, he brought Vegeta's wrists up, securing them on either side of his head.
“What the fuck are you doing, Goku! Let me up!” Vegeta pulled at his wrists, his heart pounding madly at the vulnerable position he was in. Why the fuck did he have to be a priest?!
“Don't avoid me, Vegeta” Goku pleaded softly, towering over Vegeta as he continued to keep him in his bed.
“I refuse to talk to you when you're like this!” Vegeta glared.
“When will it ever be a good time, Vegeta” Goku fought the urge to scream in Vegeta's face, his anguish reaching another level. “Vegeta… please don't string me along like a fool”
“Please... talk to me” Goku removed his hands from Vegeta’s wrists so he could bring them around him, holding his friend close, burying his face in Vegeta’s neck; lying over him as he did.
“Goku” Vegeta brought an arm around him, feeling lousy at the circumstances surrounding their situation and at himself.
Goku moved, pushing himself up so he could face him.
“Goku-”
Goku's lips met his once again, this time Vegeta did not stop him. Encouraged by Vegeta's response, Goku traced his lips on Vegeta's face, continuing along his neck and collar bone, eventually reaching the front of Vegeta’s robes. Gently, Goku pulled the front of Vegeta's robes open, planting butterfly kisses on Vegeta’s exposed flesh. A nipple caught Goku’s eye and he swallowed, he ran thumb over it, a little uncertain if a guy would react to the same stimulus a girl would. He wasn’t disappointed. To his delight, Vegeta responded to his experimental touch, arching and moaning ever so softly with every stroke. Goku’s breathing quickened, unable to resist the temptation he attacked Vegeta’s chest with his lips, swirling along the areola of Vegeta’s nipple with his tongue before taking the sensitive bud into his mouth, sucking him hungrily; enjoying the pleasured reactions Vegeta gave in response to his caresses.
Vegeta exhaled softly as Goku continued to shower his skin with kisses, his own body starting up where they've left off. Goku was not far behind; his own member roused; becoming hard as he continued exploring Vegeta's body, aroused at the sight of him. He stopped briefly, removing his fire vest before re-joining Vegeta on his bed.
The sensation of something hard against him brought Vegeta out of his state of passion, and that something was Goku; who was now shirtless while he himself, almost uncovered.
“Goku!” alert and alarmed, he stopped Goku's hands before he could disrobe him entirely, pushing himself up as he pulled his robes back on. His efforts for naught when Goku seized his lips and brought him back down again.
Under normal circumstances, Goku would have stopped and question his actions, but with his emotions gashing out like water bursting out of a dam, everything he kept inside him, his desire, the long periods of bottling up his feeling; now that he had Vegeta in his arms, he didn't want to stop.
(Goku HP - 58, 6342/6400)
Goku felt a quick sharp pain and yelped. He pulled his head back, shocked at the presence of pain… then hurt when he realised what caused that sting. Vegeta was surprised as well at his own choice of action; he had torn open Goku’s lower lip and drawn blood. He hadn’t meant to bite, he panicked and his body reacted; it just happened. As far as Goku was concerned, Vegeta had taken a huge chomp out of his heart and left him bleeding, a pain he likened to rejection.
That pain brought Goku out of it. He smacked himself mentally, blocking out the annoying voice that chided at him for stopping; growing increasingly despondent as his own conscience ate at him for his actions. Vegeta was right… he wasn’t in the right frame of mind.
“Vegeta... I” sufficiently calm now, he tried to explain, to apologise.
“What were you going to do to me, Goku”
It was Goku's turn to fall silent. Of course he knew; they both knew what almost took place. And Goku was ashamed for it; this wasn't how he hoped things would turn out, nor was this what he wanted.
“Vegeta. I'm sorry” he got off the bed, turning his head away from Vegeta; quickly removing himself from his friend in case anything else happened.
They retrieved their clothes with haste, dressing themselves in complete silence. Moments seemed like hours before Vegeta made his way towards the door, he slowed down as if waiting to see if Goku had something to say.
He didn't. Goku’s brows furrowed as he forced himself to stay put and silent. He had made enough mistakes today; he would not risk jeopardising their friendship, what little trust, respect Vegeta still held for him any further.
“Do you trust me” Vegeta asked, standing before the door, his back towards Goku.
“Vegeta?” Goku looked back at him.
“Do you?” Vegeta asked again.
“Ah. I do” Goku answered without hesitation.
“I give you my word, I’ll think on what you’ve just told me, but not now. When this battle is won, if we are able to recall this conversation and you still want your answer, I will give it to you. Until then, stay alive and win. I don't intend to stay on as a castle deco and I'm not logging out without you. You'd do same, wouldn't you, Goku?” Vegeta turned.
“Ah! I won't leave without you, never!” his face determined, agreeing with Vegeta. Goku went up to him, hesitating for a moment before he reached out to cup Vegeta’s cheek in one hand; relieved his friend did not retreat at his approach or brush his hand off. Instead, Vegeta reached out to touch him, frowning at the small wound he inflicted before casting heal once again.
(Goku HP recovery +40%, HP + 2560, 6400/6400)
“Wakata… and Vegeta? No matter whatever answer you give me... and we'll still be friends, right?”
“Baka. That goes without saying”
'knock knock'
A gentle rap on Goku’s turn startled them, dispersing the awkwardness present in the room as they both turned to the source of that sound.
“Goku? Are you in?” Tarble's voice could be heard from the other side.
“Ah! Hold on Tarble” he took a few more steps and opened the door.
“Goku. Oh it’s you, Vegeta... I didn't know you were here. Should I come back later?” he asked, looking from Goku to Vegeta and back again.
“I'm just about to leave. I'll see you both tomorrow. We should take the chance to rest, tomorrow the planning will begin” Vegeta closed the door behind him, returning to his own room.

...
“Turles?” he wasn’t expecting to see him back so soon, let alone in his room.
“Hunting went better than expected, so I went fruit gathering. Here, I got this for you” Turles placed a fruit in Vegeta’s hand, a yellow fruit with small humps on its skin; that same fruit that tasted like orange and had the texture of an apple.
“Thanks” Vegeta accepted the gift. It had been awhile since he had seen one, the last one at the burned forest. The first thing he ate upon waking up in that hut, given by a little grey mouse…
“Vegeta?”
“Nothing” he bit into the fruit, savouring the taste as he chewed slowly.
Turles could not resist a tiny smile as he watched Vegeta enjoy the fruit he brought back. Vegeta took another bite, a bigger mouthful this time, smacking his lips a little when traces of juice spilled from his lips.
“Juicy huh?” Turles reached over with a smile, taking the opportunity to lick the juice from Vegeta’s lips. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of his love, the smell of that citrus fruit and- He stopped!
“Turles that’s disgusting. Quit it” Vegeta grumbled, pushing Turles’ face away so he could enjoy the fruit in peace.
Turles didn’t force the issue; at present too occupied with his own mind busy unscrambling what he just scented. His hand shook as he clenched his fist tight, his eyes narrowed, lips squeezed firmly. There was no need for guesses, he recognised that scent and he knew who it belonged to.
Goku.

To be continued ~

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