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Objection	By : ABoxFullOfSharpObjects Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3215 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author’s Note: No. I’m not dead. Although when I wake up from when I should have been
sleeping longer, I’ll wish I was.

Bit of Saiyajin physiology here. No need to take it seriously. Bejita just got away from me. I’ll
try and be a bit more active with it. Smut on the way, me thinks. Tell me you still love me. ;D

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

“ Tell me you didn’t throw my new business partner out of a second story window. “

Burma had not been able to lift her head up from the desk since hearing the news and getting the
near frantic phone call. After calming the man down, and assuring him that she was no into
biological engineering, and there was no such thing as a red fur covered humanoid that she knew
of, she’d hollered for the earth Saiyajin.

He’d appeared obediently, holding a struggling Prince against his front. By the time Bejita had
freed himself, Burma had heard the whole story. Instead of continuing to glare at the orange
Saiyajin, he’d actually looked at him with something akin to pride when she’d asked her
question.

To which, Goku replied happily with, “ Don’t worry, Burma, I didn’t throw him out of a second
story window. I threw him out of the room. He fell out of the second story window. “

The bluenette just realized a short, pitiful wail. Blinking in confusion, Goku merely rubbed at the
back of his head in that infamous Son way. Bejita just shook his head, arms crossed over his
chest. “ I think that’s the most Saiyajin thing I’ve ever heard of you doing, Kakarot. Short of
eating me out of house and home, that is. “

The orange Saiyajin felt his chest swell with pride. “ If he were any real prize he would have
been able to defend himself against me. “

He should have been ashamed for thinking such a thing, let alone saying it. But the quirk of the
lips on the Prince’s part made him forget about it. “ Maybe I was wrong about you Kakarot, you
seem to know the first thing about mating after all. Keep this up and I might just accept a meal
from you. “

Goku didn’t know the thought of giving someone else food could make him so deliriously
happy.

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

It had been a long time since the Saiyajin Prince had relented to allow Goku to spar with him.
Granted, he had to consent to the rule of keeping his hands above the waist, and a three second
rule. But they were small sacrifices to make in the earth Saiyajin’s eyes.

Unfortunately, his attraction was being used against him rather blatantly, and super effectively.
Every time he thought he was getting the upper hand in their fight, Bejita would twist some
enticing way, or press his body up against his in that hard to ignore way. Goku had lost count
how many times his tail had gotten in his face and smothered his senses with the Prince’s heady
scent.

So there he lay, grinning like a fool with his nose bleeding from the vicious punch he’d just
received. However, he was not without compensation. If he learned from nothing else, Goku
learned from fighting. For the trouble of his nose, he’d gotten quite the handful of the Saiyajin
royal’s rear. Wine stained cheeks puffed only minutely as Bejita tried to look more like he was
horribly offended than pouting at being caught that way.

“ Anou...Bejita,” He paused to wipe the blood off on his sleeve, “ if I already know the first thing
about mating, what’s the second thing? “

The other Saiyajin snorted and turned his nose up. “ I’ll tell you that when you can pin me to the
flo–Ack! “ The arrogance he’d gained during their fight had gotten the best of him. Bejita
clearly, in hindsight, did not consider his words, or who he was saying them to. Grunting in
annoyance, he shifted as much as the position, and the orange topping, allowed to get his cheek
off the cold, sweaty tile.

As it was, Goku happily draped over his form with no trouble whatsoever he showed in their
previous bout. He remained completely oblivious to his Prince’s distress over whether or not he
should be more uncomfortable that he was on his back under the orange Saiyajin, or the fact that
their hips were in such close proximity.

“ Get. Off. “ He grumped.

Goku merely shook his head. “ Uh uh. You said you’d tell. “

“ And I will. Now get off of me or I’ll beat you off! “ It was the snickering that followed that let
him know just how that threat had been taken. Growing rather irritated now, Bejita narrowed his
eyes at the other; lip curling to show his teeth. “ I will eat your face, Kakarot. “

“ Is that part of the second thing, or the third thing? “ He just couldn’t help himself. Bejita made
it so easy sometimes. Abruptly, he planted a chaste kiss to the brow of the Saiyajin royal. Goku
felt, more than saw, the shock on the other’s face as he rolled off of him. It was replaced with a
scowl once they were both standing. A red-stained scowl, but a scowl nonetheless.

Bejita huffed, but relented. “ You already have the competitive part down, no question. There’s
the matter of... “ His lips twitched, clearly at odds with himself for what he was about to say. “
Do you really want to hear this? “

He feared the earth Saiyajin might have just broken his neck with the way he was nodding so
quickly.

Growling to himself for the mess he’d put himself in, the Saiyajin royal continued. “ There’s the
matter of...taming. One Saiyajin overpowering the other in a bout of copulation. Incisors must
achieve penetration in or around the upper part of the trapezius and the levator scapula. “ He
barely resisted grinding his teeth at Goku’s blatantly confused look; resting his hand over the
side of his neck. “ This area. They have to bite this area. “

Somehow the earth Saiyajin felt compelled to raise his hand and wait to be called on. But
instead, he just cocked his head. “ Why there? “

“ That’s close to where your pituitary gland is. “

“ There’s dead people in my neck?! “

“ ...Pituitary, Kakarot. Not cemetery. Pituitary. “ Single-celled organisms can look up at him
from a petri dish and say,” Hey, look at stupid!” Head inclined forward and his hand moved
over the back of his neck. “ It’s a gland that secretes hormones to make your body do things. It’s
what makes your tail grow and your teeth sharp. “

The earth Saiyajin eyed his tail in wonder. “ Oh. “

“ Anyway. When fully powered up, that gland is what makes one body respond specifically to
another. Once there is penetration, enzymes are released that spark changes in the taken
Saiyajin’s body. “

Bejita was deep into his informative mode now, he could tell by the big words and how he used
his hands when he spoke. Sometimes he could get the Prince to go on for hours over their home
world and sit happily to listen. It was extremely easy when the subject was something
so...stimulating as it was now. The grin that wanted to come over his features would have better
suited his SSJ4 form. “ So...what changes happen in you if I bite you there? “

“ The usual. “ The Saiyajin royal didn’t even blink at the seemingly innocent and general
question. “ My body would, in a word, customize itself to yours. Mental connection would form,
somatic senses would increase and expand to cope with the change, my body would start priming
itself for child birth, etcetera. “

Genuinely surprised, Goku unwittingly pushed his luck. “ You can have children?”

“ I have to, I’m royalty. “ The back of his hand brought up to block a yawn dulled the shock the
earth Saiyajin was feeling. It must have be truly normal back on their home planet. “ Those
enzymes would activate...I suppose the simplest way to explain it is a second puberty. From then
on, I’d be capable of bearing children. Females were few and far between on Bejita-sei. One
female for every fifteen males born. Peasants come and go, but it’s extremely important the
highborn continue to breed. “

The luck was pushed just a bit further. “ So, we’d have more sons? “

“ Yes, we’d have mor–!” That was when it registered exactly what he had been asked. Bejita
narrowed his eyes in thinly veiled fury and pointed an accusing finger at Goku. “ Oh no you
don’t! Whatever you’re thinking, stop it! I am not having any kids! I will not mate you! And I’m
not telling you anything else! “

As the Prince stomped past him, thoroughly flustered and highly suspicious now, the orange
Saiyajin allowed himself to grin. His stomach rumbled for his attention; deciding he’d sat idle
long enough and demanding to be fed. Normally, his thoughts automatically shifted to food and
cooking. But at the moment, they were stalled on the idea of filling Bejita’s belly; and not just
with nourishment.

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

Somehow, the idea that he could have a normal, quiet rest of the day had gotten into Bejita’s
head. And he’d thoroughly fooled himself into believing it. It wasn’t that hard. He’d had a
pleasant lunch, and had a nice shower. His suits had been cleaned without the blue or black
fading. He’d even gotten a rather satisfying nap out of afternoon into the evening; a low key
alternative radio station blocking out the hustle and bustle of robots outside his door.

So when he was roaming around the kitchen, hungry, but not truly hungry and the phone rang,
the Saiyajin royal had no reason to think that whoever was on the other end would cause his
blood pressure to go up.

“ Bejita-chan. “

Immediately, his tail bristled and the Saiyajin Prince whirled on the vid phone; looking every bit
like an unpleasantly surprised cat. “ ...You really are a masochist, aren’t you? “

The man took a shifty look around, then let a lecherous grin come over his features. “ Is that
what you’re into? “

“ No. I’m really into mimicry. So say ‘bye bye’. “ With that, Bejita pushed off the counter and
stalked forward to shut the damn thing off.

“ Wait, wait, wait. “ For whatever reason, the Prince paused. “ Look, perhaps we got off on the
wrong foot. How about I take you out for dinner? Take you some place nice, candle light and get
to know each other better. “

For a moment, the Saiyajin royal mulled over his offer. It was a lot better than what the human
had been saying. And it was free food. If nothing else he could certainly drive off the human
with his Saiyajin feeding habits. Such as the tendency to bite through a chopstick every now and
again. Forks tended to get his attention a little better, if he were eating anything other than
Japanese food. The metallic sound threw off his rhythm.

At least, Bejita was considering it until he noticed exactly where Yuri’s eyes were averted to.
His brown tail waved behind him as he had been in thought. The business man’s eyes followed
every sway with interest.

“ I’m up here. “ Bejita grunted, moving his hand up from his mid-section to his face in dry
guiding.

Yuri nodded without moving his gaze. A second or two passed of irritated twitching
accompanied by tail lashing before the abrasive businessman looked up as if his name had been
called. “ I’m sorry, dear, what were you saying? “

“ He was saying goodbye. “ A feral voice growled out behind Bejita. He did not have to turn
around to know who, or what it was. The crackling power behind him making the house shake
was just enough. Being this close to the source was similar to the effect of sitting in a pool with
the sun shining down on your back. The heat was so harsh, it was impossible to ignore.

As was the red, furry arm sticking out of the video phone right over his shoulder. That was pretty
hard to ignore too.

Bejita did not have to lay eyes on the other to know what was going on in his mind. It was
something that he just knew, in his instincts and genes. Kakarot was fully powered, fully angry,
and feeling fully possessive of his Prince.

...He needed to get out of the house now.
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