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Much Like Suffocating	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4298 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Much Like Suffocating

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WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:

pt'>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.

12.0pt'>As always I strive 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.

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Goten
felt badly for Krillin the way that a Saiyan would. Oh. Oh poor thing. Then�if he had been a bit crueler�a kick to
the head and a �get over it already� because really, he had been dealing with
the petty Juro fucks for a long time.
But then, he wasn�t one of their Princes and he wasn�t calling them down
for a visit so they could kill the brainwashed ones that Bardock kept in his
closet. That sort of thing he would not
survive despite how strong his mind was.
Because they would seize up his body and break it so badly that not even
the power of his would sustain him.

So
he cut Krillin some slack, because the boy was probably walking straight into
his death. But he was doing it with all
his power and that took guts. Squishy,
wimpy Juro guts but guts none the less.
Now, he pulled the thoughts out of Krillin�s mind and transferred them
to Bulma. Explained that the
�frequency� emitter was a device that had been built by the impious Juro and
taken for use in the temples to allow the Priests of the Juro to communicate
with their whole congregation with less effort. That device, then, could have been taken and corrupted by the brilliance
of the icejin assholes that often took great ideas and corrupted them. Thusly, a thought or a set of thoughts could
be recorded into such an emitter and set to play back at a constant
interval. It would be no problem to
turn the volume up.

And
the dampener, the thing that shut those thoughts right back out, not that big a
deal to make either. A couple of
strings of metal and some tape. Rather
simple actually. Well, simple if you�re
a Juro and you have tmetametal all around you.
But for fools like them sitting on earth around a bonfire, getting that
metal could have been complicated.
Thank all those involved in the creation of Trunks and the spider
princess, Chichi. Because the two of
them could hop the whole group right over to the Juro Moon and wa-lah, you�ve
got the metal you need.

�What
are we going to do once we�re inside the Palace?� Goku asked, �What sort of
crap will we go through to get to Bardock?�

�Guards,�
Trunks said, �Elites. Tons and tons of
them. Their sole purpose in life is to
die to protect their king. When we show
up, we�re all going to get attacked.
Except, maybe, the Prince.�

�It�s
like this,� he said, leaned down from where he was sitting on Trunks� perch and
reached his telekinetic hand out to draw a diagram in the dirt. �The main entrance is here. The King will be here and Bardock is with
him. We�ve got to get from here,� an X
over the stairs that led up to the palace, �To here.� Another X only much
farther away in the octagonal room where the King spent his day staring at the
floor. �Now, in order for me to keep
Bardock busy,eed eed to be at least here,� he drew another X inside the hall
about halfway to Bardock. �If we can
just hop to there with the Spiders, than I can keep him busy, Krillin can call
the Gods and the rest of you can fight like hell to keep the guards that will
swarm from killing you.�

�I
fail to see how this is the best plan,� Vegeta said dryly, �Why drop everyone
in the same place? Didn�t you say the
Juro Moon was close enough to the Saiyan home world that it�s not going to be that
large of a stress for them to take us there?�

That
was right. So Goten nodded.

�Then
drop the people at different points and keep the swarm from converging on you
all at once. How do you expect to
concentrate if someone is fighting on top of your head?� Vegeta asked.

�He�s
right,� Trunks said. �Chichi and Goku
can take the entrance Guards. I�ll take
the rest.�

�What
about me?� Bulma asked.

�You
can go with Vegeta to Bardock. It�ll be
safest with him. You should be able to
get past the fighting without much ofroblroblem. He is the Prince, after all,� Goten said. He leaned back like he had been and thought
lovely thoughts of how simple life had been before they found Trunks� brother
and lovely thoughts of how his lover was going to rip Bardock piece by bloody
piece in a few days. Wondered if his
hair would go black. That only happened
when he was uber-powerful and ultra-pissed.

~~~***

There
was nothing said about it after that last statement. Nothing more to talk about after the last of the fates were
decided and they looked at the diagram that would either end their lives or
make them the greatest heroes that never made it into history. Because she had severe doubts that Vegeta,
the Prince (soon to be King) of all Saiyans was going to rush off to the
historians and tell them his sordid past and how he was rescued from it by a
band of ostracized royalty and half-breeds.
And her. She wasn�t either one
of those things. Just a person that was
really smart and had stupidly almost got her planet blown up.

Not
that any of that mattered, because as the night dropped around them, they
meandered away. Trunks and Goten
disappeared to their forest again, promised to be back before midnight and told
them all to be ready to go to the moon as soon as the sun was in the sky the
next morning. Vegeta and Goku went
inside, disappeared without much more than a shuffle of their feet and a
silence acceptance of each other and the upcoming fate.

Which
left her with Chichi and the fire. And
the bugs. She really hated those
bugs. They buzzed around her ears and
made it hard to concentrate.

�What�re
your plans tonight?� she asked Chichi, just because the silence had gotten to
large and heavy to stand and the food she had eaten was flopping in her belly
uncomfortably. Sitting around before
the fight had to be the worst part of the whole ordeal. Because soon they would be just that much
closer to trying to take down the greatest enemy of their lives.

�Tonight
I will sleep,� Chichi replied. �Yours?�

�I
was thinking the same thing.�

Chichi
made a vague snorting noise and drifted closer to her, knelt down next to her
and cocked her pale face to one side.
Smiled in a distant way and said: �You will not sleep. You will sit and think and wonder if these
nights will the last your eyes will see.
That is what mortals do. Wonder
and worry and think of how one day they will die. Does your world not have Gods, little Kitten? And a place to go when you die where you
will be warm and safe from these scars on your arms?� Her finger ran over the scar as if she could see it, and Bulma
frowned. �I am blind,� Chichi said
quietly, �But I can see things that mortal eyes can�t. The whole of your being is throbbing with
the questions that can never be answered.
There is no why or how that will ever explain what has gone through the
head of the traitor as he tore apart his own child. Those thoughts to ponder are his and the rest of us never need to
hear them.�

She
snorted now. �Right. Not everyone is as free from curiosity as
you.�

Chichi
smiled�really smiled. �Nine lives to
the cat, nlivelives to stick their nose in the shark pit and die the same every
time. Curiosity should be forbidden in
your people and yet you celebrate it.
Still,� Chichi said as she stood up, �There are those that hear the
thoughts of the traitor, those that dream of the pitiable murderers at night
and they are no more content in this fight than you. More oftean yan you will ever realize, kitten, the knowledge is
worse than the ignorance.�

�But
its my choice,� Bulma said, �Don�t you want to know why he did it?�

�No,�
Chichi said, pressed her pale hand to her throat and smirked, �I want his
heart, throbbing in my hand after it has been ripped of his chest. I want him to see his murderer even after
his head as departed his body and realize that all these things he thought he
knew were nothing more than illusions handed to him by Gods that planned his
death long before his birth.� A pause,
�I abhor Gods, kitten, they mock and punish but they rarely help.� Then she drifted toward the cave and left
Bulma to sit alone.

Alone.

That
was what she was, alone with nothing but the fire that had terrified her people
for generations. She never understood
why, but fear often wasn�t something that you understood. And she was afraid of this thing they were
going to do. Afraid of Bardock even
more than she had been afraid of Freiza, and more devastatingly, she was almost
certain that Bardock already knew that.
Knew how scared they were of him and somewhere, far from where she was,
he was laughing his ass off at them.

(Let
him laugh) Goten whispered in her mind, (He can laugh until he
dies� But he�s still going to die.)

At
that thought, she smiled, climbed back to her feet and kicked dirt on the fire
until it died, then turned and headed back to the cave, relying on her night
vision for the first time since Gohan had attacked her. Found that there was freedom in facing fears
and took a deep breath as she committed herself completely to facing her
greatest fear.

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

60
words again!

Goku: No sex
for me.

Goten: I�m
getting laid! Yeah me!

Trunks: You
know, I think she likes you just a damn bit too much.

Goten: Yep,
I think so too.

Vegeta: She
can like you all she wants, I�m still one one with the best sex.

Goku: You
are her all-time favorite uke thus far.

Fujimiya Aya:
DAMMIT! STUPID ASS MONKEYS! *storms away to find Katana * I USED TO BE THE FAVORITE EVERYTHING!

Vegeta: *one
eye brow raised in arrogant amusement *
Deal with it. *looks at Aya
* Are you sure you�re a man?

Fujimiya Aya:
SHI-NE!

Goten: Er,
Trunks, could you deal with this please?

Trunks:
*sigh * Fine. *Pulls out sword
and neatly cuts Aya out of the story *

Jaygoose:

Webtester01:

Lol. Glad to hear you like the word. It�s a classic straight from the Card
dictionary. Doesn�t really exist�or so
they tell me.

Mechanical Butterfly:

I
always thought that it would be pretty darn interesting to be able to talk into
people�s minds. Just to keep them
distracted all the time. Less noise
pollution that way. ;)

*sobs
over the Angel thing again.* Although�*sniffle
* That was a really good line. I always liked Lindsey. Especially when he sang. *sniffles *

EleneK:

Merow? I listen to a lot of people, dear, I like
listening to ramblings. And the
theology thing was going to end up in the story anyway. It�s in the plot line. ;) Ah,
thanks. I�m glad the story can survive
on its own merit.

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