Much Like Suffocating | By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4298 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:
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.
C.
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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His
father died disgusted with him.
That
thought played in Vegeta’s mind as he looked at Goku. His father died, broken on the floor of the throne room, crumpled
mass of wasted flesh, died hating his son for the disgusting thing he had
been. He would have smirked, but ththouthought had really burrowed deep down into his chest where freedom burned
brighter and stronger than it ever had before, and he tried to not to believe
it. Tried to shove it away because his
father hadn’t known everything.
Or
maybe he had.
Vegeta
didn’t know, didn’t care. Had no
interest in knowing.
Goku
wastingting on the bed in front of him, looking at his bruised hands and
shaking. Shaking everywhere as he came
down off a high of pain and freedom and the fight that almost killed them. Vegeta’s father had snapped his neck and
died without any real honor, but Goku’s father was a monster so foul his very existence
was right this second being expunged off the face of the Saiyan history. By the time night fell their wouldn’t be a
Saiyan in the universe that would speak that name. Bardock was nothing but ‘the traitor’ now, and his head hung
outside the palace, still dripping blood next to Freiza’s terrified white
head.
Vegeta
felt strangely patient with Goku’s show of weakness. Because he wasn’t weak.
Goku wasn’t nearly weak, not even in this, not even wracked with this
emotion was he weak. Just himself. Just a child that was betrayed and hated by
his father—the same man that should have loved him. A child that had never really grown up because the cruethatthat
started when he was so very young had not died until this day. And Vegeta moved up to him, put both his
hands on Goku’s face and tipped his head back so he could look into those dark
eyes.
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Seven
words shy of a word-limit-whole-chapter-lemon.
Goku: Wow!
Vegeta: That was
angsty.
Goten:
Jaygoose:
I
don’t know how you got two days behind either.
*shrugs * Wow, you almost cried
about Krillin. Cool. *dances around *
Macha:
Lol. Mmmm, lemonade! Hard lemonade! From
Mike. ;)
If
I fail to answer your questions, feel free to toss things at me. Rotten fruit, glass bottles. Ya know, that sort of stuffs.
Mechanical Butterfly:
Hmm. I think the part that I (as the author) was
most ‘ewww’ about was when Chichi and Vegeta are like “the heart” and “the head”
because they said it so…clinically almost, and Bardock was still alive, so he
heard what they were going to do to his body.
*shudders * I would feel sorry
for him if he weren’t such a disgusting bastard. *finds a alternate universe Bardock to pet and feel sorry for.
*
*sniffles
* What’s worse than one dirty thought
about Krillin, is the nagging notion that maybe I have to write the dirty
thought. Because IT WON’T LEAVE ME
ALONE. *glares at dirty thought * But it doesn’t really fit in this story.
Lol. Yeah and when you got to the cosplay and
folk starting asking you who you were..well, I’m not so sure saying: “Chichi”
would explain her. So you’d have to
start tossing out copies of the stories to people. *room goes dark and author starts cackling again: “I vill rool ze
vorld!”*
And now the bad, bad lazy author must got write the
chapter for Saiyan Enlightenment and You’re not the only one. *sweat drop * Bad me.
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