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Saiyan Enlightenment	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4529 -:- 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-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
- 39-39
- 40-40/End
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yes"> 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.
Tt'>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.

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The
fight persisted into the afternoon. "> He
felt his muscles burning, felt his power as it reached the peak and saw the
determination in Kakarot�s eyes as he moved with fluid ease. Damn fucking Saiyan instincts, damn Kakarot
with his stupid need to hold back until the fucking end of the fight. (And there was an end coming, Vegeta knew
because Kakarot�s power level was right on the border between Super Saiyan 2
and 3. Fluctuating prettily, like
taunting the Prince.) He held his own
most of the fight, landed a few very good blows that turned into bruises, beat
enough of his lover that his clothes were ripped to shreds, and they were
staring now, breathing heavily and taking an understood momentary break.

Which
was a bad idea, because he could feel how badly his body was burning on every
inch. Hot to the touch and aching from
the most recent abuse. He knew the big
idiot was excited by this whole thing.
He was shaking like a spastic puppy, teetering on that edge between
complete instinct and human control.yes"> Goku couldn�t even think of something unhappy. Felt utterly lost in this. Like he was just drifting in the middle of a
violent storm that had come and overtaken his entire life and left him with no
ability to do anything. Just try to
breath and try to shove away the images of what he would have done. Felt disgusted with himself, felt that burn
of arousal that had been so strong during the fight as it went away, slowly,
and he hated it. Hated the feeling of
it.

Looked
at Vegeta desperately as his mate moved over to his side. Fell to his knees next to him, and looked at
him with all the seriousness the Prince possessed. �Kakarot,� he said, �I asked you if you could handle all of
me. And you said that you could.� A pause here. �Now its time to figure out if you can handle yourself. There is nothing you have ever done that makes
you a bad Saiyan.�

That
was a marginal comfort. He impulsively
lunged forward, grabbed Vegeta and dragged him into a hug. A weird thing, because Goku couldn�t
remember hugging anyone in his life except his tiny son when he had to go back
to being dead. That was it. And here he was, on his ass in the dirt,
hugging Vegeta to his chest and wondering what would have happened if he had
slipped. If that control had not been
there, and the nightmarish desire had not drawn him out of the daydream. Didn�t want to think about it. Forced himself not to.

Without
even standing up, without asking Vegeta or saying anything, he moved them back
to their house, back inside the safety of their little haven, far away from
everyone else and everything else, and Vegeta pulled back, sighed at him. Stood up, and pulled Goku to his feet with him. Understood that something couldn�t be said
in words, but were there inside of you anyway.

So
far, their relationship had withstood every stone thrown at it, but Goku wasn�t
sure if it would survive this. Knew
that if it did, than it was forever.
Nothing would ever drag them apart from one another if they made it
through this next trial. And naturally,
it would be him that brought out this trial.

Vegeta
dragged him to the bathroom, adjusted the water for the shower and stripped
himself. (His clothes were mostly
intact while Goku�s were ripped to their usual shreds.) He pulled his clothes off, dropped them in
the tattered heap on the floor of the bathroom and followed Vegeta into the
shower. Watched the dusty dirt wash off
his mate, looked at him and smiled.
Loved him. Really did. Loved how strong he was and how Saiyan he was
and how he had never allowed anyone or anything to shove him aside like
trash. He had fought for every second
of his life, and he had the scars there to prove it.

Goku
ran his fingers across those scars, ran them down his chest, over his stomach,
wrapped his fingers around the erection, watched Vegeta look at him. Watched the way he didn�t say anything but
he trusted him. Really did. And it was painful to know that, and to
realize that Goku didn�t even trust himself.

He
dropped down to his knees, heard Vegeta open his mouth, heard him try to say
something, but he replaced the hand with his mouth before the words could get
formed, and whatever they might have been was lost. Just as well. He felt the
fingers in his dirty hair and focused on the hardness in his mouth. Felt the need inside of his own mind; the
mental betrayal of taking something from Vegeta that had only been given
before, that betrayal, that image of it�
It made his heart pound to wonder if he could really have done it, and
he felt that he had to make it up, had to ask for forgiveness for a crime he
had never committed.

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EGADS! ANGST!
(Don�t worry, it doesn�t stay this bad forever� Sheesh.)
And about that Baby. Everyone
wants to know about Bra, and I am right there with you guys. 40 chapters worth of pregnant Bulma and no
baby yet. Don�t worry, I haven�t
foten ten about the poor girl.

Vegeta: Yeah! Blow job for me!

Gk: Oi.

Vegeta: Hey, aren�t
you supposed to be doing something.

Gk: Not down
here. I was doing it up there.

Vegeta: No fair.

Gk: You�re right,
its no fair that I never get head.

Vegeta: Yes you
did.

Gk: When?

Vegeta: MoP
Chapter 18.

Gk: Oh�shut
up! *pouts *

Chitty-Chitty Bang Bang:

I
didn�t forget about Bra.spanspan>I forget the
exact number of months but something like 7 have passed in the whole of the MoP
storyline.

SaiyajinNeko:

*pats
Saiyan Goku* Not so sure he�s cute this
way. Sort of�feral. *looks at him closely * Hm.
But I suppose Goku is always cute.

Macha:

*innocent
little halo appears * I didn�t laugh maniacally. Or evilly.
*smile in innocence * Vegeta
wasn�t �withholding� sex, he was just focused on other things. (Gasp, though, you are right, he did
withhold sex!
NOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooo! )

Mechanical Butterfly:

Yep, Goku probably would have
the best chance to guess what�s going on in Vegeta�s head. They are �mates� after all.

I hate it when my computer
gets snippety with me. (I generally
threaten to take a metal baseball bat to it.)
Sorry to hear yours is being a punk..
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