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Notes: Slash. M/M. Sex eventually. *Again! * Mpreg. Chi-Chi bashing. AU, I guess. *Isn’t all fan fiction AU?*
Oh, and I don’t own them. Of course I don’t, or I would be rich.
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Vegeta left him
lying on the ground in the middle of the forest. Left the baka with his stupid smell, and his stupid grin and his stupidly
delicious, addictive EVERYTHING! There
wasn’t a thing about Goku that Vegeta didn’t find absolutely perfect suddenly
and he hated the feeling that rose in him.
Shame that he was leaving his mate unattended. Shame that he had fucked the man into multiple—god how many had
there been?—orgasms. Shame that he
didn’t tell Goku what that meant before he fucked him. Shame that he had taken advantage of the
man’s guileless nature and could very well have screwed everything up beyond
repair. But shame didn’t stop him from
pulling his clothes on, or stop him from sneering at Goku and flying away.
As soon as he
was back in Capsule Corp—it was dark now and most of them were sleeping—he
showered. Hot water. Scalding his skin and he scrubbed to get the
scent off. The water stung the
scratches on his back and the cuts on his lip.
Blood rinsed away and he regretted it.
Some of that blood had been Kakarot’s.
No! He screamed
at himself. No! You will not give into it. That baka is a third-class! He is beneath you. You used him for his purpose and did the right thing by leaving
him to deal with the aftermath. Wcarecares if the idiot doesn’t realize he’s pregnant with—lord, how many?—their
brats. Kakarot was a big boy. He had tons of friends that would more than
likely help him whelp the snots. Vegeta
would pick the one he liked the best and raise it as his heir.
And when Kakarot
went into season again, he would oblige the overgrown idiot again. Give him more children.
A chiding little
voice in his mind mocked him: what about while he’s pregnant, Vegeta? Will you fuck him while he’s pregnant? They always want it. Need it.
Crave it. Will you fucm thm then
to? Huh Vegeta? Make him breakfast in the morning, fuck him in
bed until dinner?
No! He did his part. He was finished. If
Kakarot wanted it that badly he could find someone else. T had had to be people out there that wanted
Kakarot. Nobody as worthy as Vegeta,
obviously, but doubtlessly the idiot had admirers.
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Goku
sat there for a long time. Contemplated
this new turn of events. So, he was a
girl now. Or at least, he had the parts
that let him get pregnant. Vegeta had
proved that effectively. Fucked him
until the Prince remembered Goku was just another bug that needed to be
squashed and then ran off as soon and as fast as he could. But Goku didn’t really blame him. He was an idiot. What kind of idiot goes to the eternal dragon and wishes to be
made part woman?
Goku
felt the tear slip down his face, grimaced as he realized how bad he smelled,
how sore he felt and tired. He picked
himself up, ignored the pain as he walked to the stream and slid into the cold
water. Ignored the shiver as the water
ran over his hot skin and washed away the sweat. He shivered there, in the gentle water until he felt the grime
wash away. Then he climbed out, used
his ki to dry off and slid back into the gi.
And it was then that he realized how alone he was. ChiChi was gone; Vegeta was gone. Gohan was more Piccolo’s son than his
anymore. He had tons of friends but
none that would understand what had happened.
He
was alone.
Because
he was the last of his kind. Because
Vegeta was the only other one that would understand what had happened and the
Prince made it painfully obvious what he thought of the situation.yes"> “I am the Prince of…”
“The
last two Saiyans alive, Vegeta! Climb
down off your damn high horse and answer the damned question. What did you do to Goku?”
Vegeta
felt the shame. Saw Goku just sit
there, saying nothing as he dressed and ran from him. Saw the look on the face as Goku doubtlessly realized what had
happened, that Vegeta never cared.
Vegeta would have shown more affection to a hole in the wall. But there was no reason to lie to this yippy
woman. He was stronger than her; if she
tried to do anything he could kill her.
So he answered, with a smirk on his face: “Fucked him.”
And
Bulma was speechless. Gaping. Astounded right out of words.
Humans,
Vegeta thought with a roll of his eyes.
He passed her and retrieved a breakfast for himself. The annoying little thought returned to him:
aren’t you supposed to feed Kakarot too?
He ignored it, sat down at the table and started to eat. The woman was still standing there, mouth
hanging open. He began to eat.
“Why?”
Bulma finally managed. It was a tiny
little whisper in the room. She turned
to look at him, tears were on her face.
“Why?” she repeated.
He
watched tears well, fall down her face and unbidden, Kakarot’s face rose in his
mind.
“Why
not?” he snapped.
“Why
NOT?!” Bulma exploded. “Because UNLIKE
YOU he is a DECENT person, He’s a KIND and CARING person that you DO NOT
deserve to destroy! He’s BETTER than
you. That’s why you did it, wasn’t it
Vegeta. You couldn’t stand that he was
BETTER than you. So you had to beat him
somehow.”
Vegeta
stood up, grabbed her by the throat, lifted her fragile little body off the
ground. “I didn’t make him do
anything. Kakarot begged for it like a
little whore. I gave him what he
wanted.” He snarled at her, repressed
the words that he wanted to say, the words that mocked her for insinuating
anything bad about his mate. With a
disgusted snort he dropped her to the ground.
“Go find him if you don’t believe me.
Ask him what he did with the Dragon Balls.” Vegeta wanted to spit at her, but didn’t, and left instead. As he left, he thought how good he had
gotten at running away.
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~~~~*
The
difference was instantaneous. Goku woke
up and felt the pulse of ki, strong ki, but not his own.yes"> I will kill you if you even try.
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