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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.

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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 payedayed 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:

Got this idea off the DBZ Saiyan
Slash mailing list. Will probably be
posting it there and at AFF.net

~~***

�Hey, Vegeta,� she said to him, shifted uncomfortably
on her chair, tugged on her hair and looked nervous. �I was just wondering, if you�
Well, this is going to sound silly but��

He felt his gut bottom out. She had the same feeling.
He knew it. Knew it to be the
absolute truth even before she opened her mouth to say it. Shot to his feet and moved toward the door
as he heard her say:

�Did you have this weird feeling this morning� Hey�
Where are you going?�

He turned, stared at her. Felt a strange deadness in his gut. Recognized it, and the wave of hate and rage that came next. That feeling he had when Kakarot had sacrificed
the life of his son to save that stupid human and the green midget. �Where�s Trunks?� he asked.

�He�s uh��

But he didn�t need her answer. Something exploded. No, not something�Kakarot did. Pushed his power level up straight into
Super Saiyan two without any sort of warning, without any sense of fighting
before he did it. And that was so
unlike his lover that he actually felt a momentary fear. Not for Kakarot, but for whatever had caused
him to do such a thing. Shoved open the
kitchen door and took off. Felt bad as
he sliced through the wind that he hadn�t stopped and explained something to
Bulma.

What exactly?
Tell her you had a bad feeling too?

His son had better be alive. His son had better be more than alive, he
better be fine, he better be perfect.

He shivered in hate and fear and wished like hell he
had pinned Kakarot somewhere and demanded he share this little IT technique he
knew so well. Moved faster through the
air, hated that he was so fucking slow, felt that ki changing, felt Kakarot
changing, felt the anger�a blind sort of anger that meant something truly
horrible had happened. There was
nothing but pure fight there. Almost
revenge, but not quite.

Just a fight.

He snarled to himself. Tried to shove away that feeling of doom. Tried not to imagine what was waiting for
him. He went over a mountain, out into
an open plain and they came into view.
Kakarot�burning as bright as a star and just as intensely. Goten was on the ground, hunched over
another figure, power held up all around him to keep from being crushed under
the weight of his father�s ki, or the churning earth around him.

Vegeta went to the kid, touched down next to him,
pulled him back and saw his son. Saw
Goten. They were both bloody.

�I�ll take him to Dende,� Goten said. �I didn�t want to leave Dad� I didn�t want him to kill him.�

Stupid child.
He gave him a dead stare, knew that this kid cared about his son,
deeply, knew that his child would be okay because Goten was Kakarot�s son. Pointed toward the Lookout. �Go,� he said, �Now.� Then he gave his child one last look, took
in the battered body, the broken arm, wondered how that fucking tri-clops must
have snuck up on him to be abo ino inflict damage of that nature. Took in the bloody face and chest, and took
off. Lifted up into the air and stood
at Kakarot�s side, flared to Super Saiyan, and said: �Kakarot.� Just that one
word.<
<
Everything else was understood. The statement inside that word was: This is my fight. That was my son. This
asshole wants to die so damn badly I will gladly give it to him.

And his lover looked at him, got a strange little
half-smile on his face and powered down.
�Alright, Vegeta. I guess it�s
mostly your fight anyway.� He moved
away, to the �sidelines� and stood there.
Smirked�that was a proud smirk.

And the disgusting tri-clops was there. Standing with his child�s blood on his
fists. Grinning and breathing
heavy. Looking like he was so fucking
happy that he could make Vegeta�s son bleed.
Like he was so proud of himself, like he was so much better. Like it was being a fucking man to sneak up
on children and take advantage of them.

Vegeta would kill him. Destroy him and ground his bones to dust.

He raised his hands, curled them into fists and
waited for the moron to attack. Felt
that white flash of battle-instincts over take him and wanted to roar. Saw the idiot�s clone attempting to kick
him, and smiled. Laughed.

Oh yes.

Today he would die.

~~~***

Trunks was barely breathing. That was what Goku saw. Barely breathing, coughing up blood. Saw his son struggling under his own
injuries, saw him straining to fight against both of the Tiens. Saw the massacre of a grown-up man, a
seasoned fighter attacking two children.
Granted, they were Saiyans, but they were still children.

His children.
His child. His son. His youngest son. The last child of his mother.yes"> *huggles Spike *

*Goku
appears from nowhere, picks up Vegeta (doesn�t untie him) and carts him off.
* Gee, there dear, I don�t think Goku�s
going to let you keep Vegeta for very long, ever. But you can keep stealing him.
He is very steal-worthy.

Meep. Some how saying �Thank you� for all those
nice things you said doesn�t seem like enough.
So I guess I�ll have to get all smiley and dopey and just stick with
writing the best I can. (Seems the only
fair thing to do. ) But thank you. Makes me very happy.

Kodachi:

He
saw�he saw� Stupid people! *Goku, with wide, wide eyes, saying
solemnly: I see stupid people. *

Yeah,
I�m very glad you can write again.
Yeah! *has a little party in
honor of this occasion. * Thanks for
reviewing.

Ginia:

Oh. No.
I promised humor in �Much Like Suffocating.� There was no such promise here.
But It�ll come, I�m sure. It
always does. Come. That is.

Hectate 18:

I
think its best just to leave the boys to make their lemonade. I think interrupting them now would only
yield injuries.

Sooo�. Working on any of those chapters? Hmm?
Hmm? *gives Hectate stern look * HMM?

Macha:

Aw,
thanks for reviewing like that. Glad
you �caught up� I guess you can get
behind pretty quick if you miss a day or two.
Sigh�maybe I�ll just stop updating so often.

*Notices
audience looks less than amused by this *
I was just kidding people.
Sheesh.
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