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Unforgivable	By : thePrincesJewel Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7485 -:- 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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Vegeta advanced toward Goku, slowly. Narrowed eyes watched with some amusement as the other man took a step back for each he took forward. He laughed slightly, a mocking sound nearly devoid of humor. �You really shouldn�t neglect your training.�

Goku took another step backwards, only to trip and fall on his butt. He scrabbled backwards as Vegeta moved forward, eyes widening in terror at the words. I have to get away! Not again! Too scared to think, to focus on anything except Vegeta, he couldn�t even IT away. He whimpered, not even noticing that he had backed against the very rock he�d dove from that day, and wasn�t going anywhere, in spite of the frantic movements of his hands and feet gouging into the dirt to propel him further from the prince.

Vegeta watched him, his amusement fading as he realized the other Saiyan wasn�t pretending to be scared because he�d been startled, but truly terrified. He shot a quick glance over his shoulder, and around an area that was obviously recovering from being blasted, but saw nothing to cause such fear. A faint prickling of unease swept him when he refocused on the now sobbing Goku. The man was afraid of him? Goku could beat him any day of the week, and they both knew it.

The rock shattered under the pressure Goku had been putting on it, and he shot over the remains, to splash into the pool. Vegeta hauled him unceremoniously out by his hair. The man hung limply from his grasp, his entire body shaking, arms wrapped tightly around himself. Vegeta could just barely make out the words he was repeating over and over�. �Not again, please no, not again.� Blood dripped into the pool from the few wounds he�d given himself.

Blood in the water, cries of pain. Vegeta dropped Goku at the edge of the water, spinning to stare at the pool, turning to examine the area more closely. He saw nothing familiar, nothing he hadn�t seen the other times he�d quietly followed Goku to this place. Yet� something had happened here, and that something had involved him and the crumpled, crying heap at his feet.

�I�m not going to hurt you, baka. Stop your crying.� He knelt next to Goku, and pulled him into an awkward embrace, trying to get him to calm down. �Stop crying, Goku, just calm down.� Vegeta repeated his words, patting Goku�s back. It worked with children, and Goku was basically an oversized child. Or so his wife claimed, anyway.

It was several minutes before Goku responded with anything but attempts to escape. But Vegeta wanted to know what had happened, and he wasn�t going to let the younger man get away without telling him. He gripped Goku tighter, repeating the soothing words until his captive finally stopped trying to get away, and relaxed just a bit. �That�s better. You need to calm down and quit that crying, Goku. You�re going to make yourself sick.�

There was fear in the eyes that met his own, but the abject terror had faded. Goku still trembled like a leaf. ��Geta?�

�Yes?�

Goku�s body relaxed completely, his relief was so great. Vegeta had never allowed him to call him �Geta - until he�d lost his memory. �You scared me.�

�Yes, I noticed,� Vegeta responded dryly. �Would you mind telling me just how exactly I managed to scare you out of your tiny little mind?�

Goku�s tiny little mind spun. This was a way out, he could just tell Vegeta what had happened. Since he didn�t have his memory, it might not be such a big deal, there wouldn�t be any flashbacks. Would there? A tiny frown furrowed his brow as he nestled against Vegeta, letting the other�s heat seep through his wet, chilled body. �I� I don�t know if I should,� he whispered finally. �It�s why you lost your memory.�

�Me losing my memory is how I scared you out of your mind?� Vegeta blinked down at the man who was definitely cuddling against him. �How exactly does that work, Goku?�

�No, no� I� well�� Goku floundered, and began to shake again. �Something happened here� and you didn�t want to� you did something that �� He broke into soft sobs again. �You said that I�d been neglecting my training,� he whispered, realizing all at once that he couldn�t say it. �And what happened after that, I don�t want to remember �Geta. Please don�t make me tell you, please!� The memory of what happened hung vividly in his mind, and he curled in on himself.

�I won�t.� Vegeta laid a hand on Goku�s head, gently, fingers splayed. Violent images, bloody and graphic, engraved themselves on his mind. He caught his breath, just as Goku realized what he�d done.

�Vegeta, no!� Goku knew all too well that the reader got a taste of the emotions of the person they read. He tried to pull away.

Vegeta�s eyes widened, his breathing suddenly shaky. That brief glimpse of the torture he�d put the younger Saiyan through - what kind of a monster was he? Steely determination lit his eyes, and his grip on Goku tightened. His past, as seen through Goku�s eyes, filled his mind. And with it, came the memories that went with the events he saw.

The prince, caught in the unholy hell that was his life, never noticed Goku�s cries when his fingers clenched, breaking Goku�s arm, fisting in the younger Saiyan�s hair and ripping some out as he whirled, shoving the man away from him. He stalked over the pool, his power swirling around him as he struggled with the resurgence of all he had been, and all the horror he�d lived through. He threw his head back, screaming his anger and pain, his power rising and setting the ground in motion as he transformed.

The blast of power knocked Goku into the trees, and took a good portion of them out as well. He staggered to his feet just in time to be knocked down again, this time by the prince. He slammed through several trees before smacking into one that knocked him down instead. Blood hazed his vision, but he saw the gold-toed boot that caught him in the face. Again, he was propelled against the trees. This time, though, he managed to catch himself. He held out his hand, trying to reach the prince, calm him. �Vegeta, stop!�

The teal eyes flickered to the outstretched hand, almost curiously, before settling on Goku�s battered face. They blinked once, twice, and Vegeta laughed. �I don�t think so, Kakarot. That�s not the kind of person I am.� The golden-haired warrior moved, Goku�s still outstretched hand suddenly in his own. Bones cracked. Goku dropped to his knees, his mangled hand still in Vegeta�s tight grip, his broken arm dangling limply at his side.

�No�� Goku moaned. �No, Vegeta! Don�t go back to that, please don�t! You�re not evil, not anymore. You haven�t been for a long time! You�re one of the good guys!� He looked up, blinking away tears of pain, to find Vegeta smiling gently at him. �Ve�geta?�

�Such an innocent, Kakarot.� The prince reached out, stroking lightly along the side of Goku�s face. His voice was soft. �A pretty little innocent.� Vegeta kissed him.

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Jewel: Eep? Um, what just happened?

Vegeta (equally confused): Nani? You tell me.

Goku (out of the loop): Why did you kiss me? You never kiss me.

Vegeta (disgusted): You�re right.

Jewel: You wouldn�t? Then how come you did?

Vegeta: Because that�s what you typed.

Jewel: Oh, that�s right. *looks at clock* Whoops! Past my bedtime. Sweet dreams guys!

Vegeta & Goku: #^(&^R^*()&*%^$@#@#$^&!!!!!
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