Pure Evil 2: Son of Pure Evil | By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6935 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Pure Evil 2: Son of Pure Evil
By Sefiru
Thank you, reviewers!
Macha: [“Other peoples' oppinions don't mean squat any more.”] To Vegeta, I
don’t think they ever did …^^
MissNox: glad you like it, and I’m not done making minor characters look
ridiculous.
pun_xy: your review really surprised me … if I can take a subject you normally
don’t like and make it appealing, I must be doing *something* right.
I hope you all like the rest of this … thing.
Summary: Vegeta has acknowledged Kakarott’s superiority,
and, uh, stuff happens. Sex, fighting, fun at the expense of supporting
characters. And, of course, pure evil. ^^
Pairings: Kakarott/Vegeta
Disclaimer: If I owned DBZ they would not be allowed to
broadcast it on national TV. Oh, well, I can always dream …
Warnings:
Whole story: NC-17, yaoi, oral, anal, BDSM, D/s, language, possible OOC.
This chapter: PG-13, hints of lime.
The Lookout was
one of the few places where a Z fighter could find peace and quiet; it was also
the only place where Gohan felt it was safe to un-capsule Vegeta’s books, so he
was often to be found there of an afternoon. This time he’d started with a
Saiyan text on botany, then spent a while talking with Dende in preparation for
his trip to New Namek. Now he was poring over a volume of Namekian myths and
legends that Dende had lent him.
“Hey, Gohan.”
He looked up to
see Mirai Trunks at the door. “Hi, Mirai. What brings you here?”
“Eh, just making
the rounds.” He pulled out a chair and sat across from him. “I hear Chichi
finally found out about our fathers.”
“Yeah – she
threw such a tantrum that night, you would not believe. And their tails grew
back, too.”
“Both at once?
Maybe Bulma slipped something in their food.”
Gohan laughed.
“We’ll have to start watching what we eat …By the way, Mirai, I’ve been
curious.”
“Aren’t you
always?”
“Heh. Anyway, in
this timeline Vegeta reached Super Saiyan through training after you warned us
about the androids. So I was wondering how he did it in yours.”
“Hm. Well. You
remember the first time you met me, in the second fight with Frieza. Obviously
in my timeline that didn’t happen; instead Vegeta ascended. Then Kakarott
returned soon after that, and Vegeta was all like, I’m a Super Saiyan too.
And then Kakarott smacked him down in front of everybody. I think you can
imagine where things went from there.”
“I’d rather
not.” Gohan made a face, and Mirai smirked.
“So they had
three years together before the androids came. Vegeta died in the fighting;
Kakarott collapsed from heart disease, as you know, but he didn’t die
immediately. The medicine was discovered too late to reverse the damage, but it
kept him going until I was ten years old.”
“In that case,
why did you say that I – ”
“Because he lost
his ability to fight. His ki was still strong but his body had trouble with a
flight of stairs. Through it all he never lost his spirit.”
Gohan swallowed.
To be unable to fight was a terrible thought, even for him. He couldn’t imagine
how it would feel for his father, who loved fighting above all else. He was
starting to understand why Mirai had almost literally moved heaven and earth to
give their fathers another chance; it was also no surprise that he preferred to
spend his time here rather than in his native timeline, which was a bleak and
lonely reality by comparison. Gohan was trying to think of something to say
when Piccolo walked in.
“Gohan, Mirai,
would you come look at the sensors for a moment?”
Mystified, the
two of them stood up and followed the Namekian to the observation room. The
main screen showed a schematic of (relatively) near space; at the edge of the
display five small specks crept towards the planet.
“Spaceships,”
Gohan exclaimed.
“Good-sized ones
too,” Piccolo added. “I wanted to make sure I wasn’t seeing things.”
“Did this happen
in your timeline, Mirai?”
“No. This must
be a response to something that’s changed here.” He stared at the screen,
inscrutable.
Piccolo
shrugged. “In any case, at that speed they’re still three days away. We have
some time to get ready for them. And we’d better alert Kakarott and Vegeta
immediately.”
“At this time of
day?” Gohan protested. “Do you want to take the chance of interrupting them?”
Mirai snorted.
“That would be a problem any time of day. And we can’t just wait until one of
them contacts us.”
“So do you want
to do it?”
“Uh…”
Gohan lost the
toss. He picked up his phone and dialed the priority number to his father’s
mobile. It rang for a moment and then someone picked up.
“This had better
be important,” Kakarott’s voice growled. He didn’t sound pleased. And that
noise … that couldn’t be Vegeta mewling in the background, could it?
“Uh, yeah, but
it’s not urgent. Call me back,” he said, and hastily hung up.
Piccolo studied
his pale face. “What’s the matter?”
“You don’t want
to know. You really, really don’t want to know.”
Piccolo let it
lie. “We have a lot to do to prepare. Mirai, will you go round up the Z
fighters. Gohan, check over the training equipment. I’ll see to our stock of
senzu beans …” They scattered to their various tasks. Gohan hoped they would be
ready in time. This couldn’t possibly be worse than Buu, right? He also hoped,
with less confidence, that their leaders would keep their hands to themselves
for the duration.
***
What’s this? A plot? No, this cannot be!!!
I wonder who’s in those spaceships… ~_^
Next chapter: Pure Evil Lemon! Kakarott and Vegeta have some
fun.
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