Change of Hearts

A/N: This chapter contains different P.O.V’s as you should know by now if you’re this far along in the story. Warnings are Lemon (Saiyan Male severely banging Saiyan Male), Graphic Language and Angst.


“Oh Kami, Vegeta”

The water from the shower cascades down our bodies, cooling us down from the heat of our passion. My hands are pinned against the tub floor, his hands are on my legs keeping them spread, and his cock is filling every inch of my hole. Stroking into me fiercely, my nails are digging deep into his skin, his hand is tightly wrapped around my dick pumping me into mind blowing orgasm that has been chasing me for awhile now. Vegeta smirks and looks down at me, “Let go Kakkarot.” My body begins trembling hard, and my nails break into his skin and blood trails from the wound, he growls in pleasure and his strokes become harder and faster, his precum begins leaking into my hole, and I run my hands down his back to his ass, pulling him deeper into me, his hand squeezes my shaft and runs slowly up to my head, his other hand grabs my balls, massaging them hard in his hand, I feel my cum shoot up my cock and then blow out of me, I yell hard into the air, moaning his name, my cum splatters onto his lower abdomen and continues leaking out of my head, Vegeta slides his dick out of me and leans down and licks my cum off my cock. I damn near come again from the sight, he slides his mouth down my member and sucks me dry, still massaging my balls. I run my hands through his hair and he slides his mouth off my cock and kisses up my chest, finally he comes up to my lips and we kiss. Sucking each other lips hungrily as he plunges his dick into me again and pumps my hole hard, all thought leaves my mind and I end up moaning hard in ecstasy again.

Later that night…

We lay in my bed naked, just staring at each other. Seems weird, I know, but now Vegeta had become something more than he had ever been. Over the years, we had gone from enemies, to rivals, then friends, and now over the last couples of days, lovers. I smile a bit and Vegeta gives me a smirk, I wish I knew what he was thinking. He’s always been impossible to read, his eyes were always dark, and devoid of emotion. Looking at him now though, he has this, playful gleam in his eyes. “What are you thinking about?” I ask him. He leans in closer to me and run his hand down my chest then stares in my eyes. “You”, he says. I blush a little bit and say “What about me?” Vegeta continues staring, “Well,” he smiles, “I think you’re adorable.” Oh, Kami…I think my whole entire face turned red at that and he chuckled. Suddenly the door bell rang and Vegeta growled from the interruption. I got up and threw on a pair of pants, I turned around to him and said. “Don’t go anywhere ok.” Vegeta smirked sexily and said “Where else would I go?” I smiled and ran downstairs to open the door. When I opened it, I was surprised to see Goten standing there smiling, with his arm wrapped around Bulla. “Um, hey guys, what’s up?” I say. Bulla comes up to me and hugs me and I hug her back. “Well remember, daddy did say he wanted to meet the “young man” before we got married.” She said, meanwhile Goten just stood there with a grin, much similar to my own when I’m uncomfortable, stapled on his face.

“Goten, you and Bulla are…together.” I said looking confused.

Goten laughed and said “Yep, uh huh.” He smiled wide.

“DADDY!!!!” Bulla yelled, walking into the house, causing both me and Goten to cover our ears.

Vegeta appeared a few moments later wearing his usual black tank and sweats, he walked into the living room which I had invited them to sit in while we waited for Vegeta. Goten shifted uncomfortably in his seat while Bulla tried to calm him. Vegeta sat on the sofa, and looked at Bulla, who of course smiled back at him, and then his eyes settled on Goten. “You are the boy?” He asked, Goten looked at Vegeta confused for a second and then caught what he was implying. “Oh yea, uh huh, I’m marrying Bulla.” He said smiling, Vegeta just continued blankly staring at Goten, after a few moments he said, “If you hurt her, I’ll kill you.” Bulla jumped onto Vegeta, “Thank you daddy…see Goten?” She said turning to him “And you were worried he wouldn’t approve.” She said smiling, Goten laughed a little then looked at me, and I just returned a smile to him. They stayed for a little while, Vegeta asking Goten questions that fathers should ask when a young man is marrying their daughter. Goten responded to every question respectfully and carefully as if he had spent time rehearsing this moment in his head. Bulla was very happy and just smiled at the two men talking. After Vegeta and Goten were through, we were reminded by Bulla that we were going to go shopping in a few weeks for suits. Me and Vegeta simply nodded, she hugged and kissed the both of us, and Goten shook Vegeta’s hand, then he told me he’d be up sometime soon to spend time with me. I agreed thinking it would be great to catch up on things with him, and with that they were gone.

“Your son and my daughter, what do you think of that?” Vegeta said, walking over to the refrigerator and pulling out a can of beer then walking back over to me.

“Well, I guess its ok, I kind of think Bulla is a little too young for this but, it is her decision.” I said turning to look at him. Vegeta seemed a little vexed by the whole situation, he came and sat next to me and continued drinking.

“Me and Bulma waited until Trunks was almost 5 to be married.” He said sternly, “Kakkarot, how old were you when you got married?” He asked curiously.

“Uh, well, I was almost 19.” I say trying to remember, Vegeta raises an eyebrow at me and sighs, “I see.” He says finishing up his beer, “Kakkarot, I want my daughter to not rush into things, but I won’t tell her that, I’ll support her through anything she decides to do in life.” I smile, “You know you’re a good father Vegeta.” I say looking in his eyes. He stares very intensely at me, and then he runs his hand down the side of my face, “You are quite a man.” He says in a low husky voice, he brings his lips to mine and he sucks them and slides his tongue in my mouth. My mind goes blank, and I feel his hands on my chest pushing me back onto the couch. He breaks our kiss and I’m left breathless, “I want you.” He whispers, against my lips, his hand disappears into my sweats and grabs my cock which hardens almost painfully at his touch. “Vegeta.” I moan against him, he smirks and whispers, “Yes.” His hand is sliding up and down my length while his other hand is yanking down my pants. I lean up and he rips them off, he smirks at me and leans down and runs his tongue over my lower abdomen, my body feels like its on fire. He continues, pumping my cock in his hand and he turns me over on my knees, he rakes his nails over my ass and I moan hard. “Vegeta…stop...ah…playing with me.” I say feeling his tongue running up and down my asscrack and sliding into my hole. I moan hard, as he swirls his wet muscle around inside me. After he finished tasting my ass, he leans up and run his hard cock up my crack, he pulls me back against him and I slide my ass down his hardened length, a hard moan erupts from him and he squeezes my dick in his hand.

The night air was filled with moans, growls and grunts from the both of us. He fucked me so hard we ended up falling off the couch and on to the floor and still that didn’t break the rhythm of our sex.

Somehow we made it back upstairs, and played around for a while on the bed. Sometime later, we settled down and just began talking about random things. Vegeta was lying on my chest, when something he had said a few weeks ago came back to me and I decided to ask him about it.

“Vegeta?” I say, looking down at him.

“Yes.” He replies.

“Do you remember, a few weeks back, when you said you let Bulma know the real you, and not ‘the killer everyone else thought they knew you as’?”

“Yes Kakkarot.”

“What did you mean by that?” I ask.

Vegeta sighs and says “Well, I was made a murderer, I was not born one Kakkarot.” He sits up and looks away from me, “Frieza, turned me into a murderer, I killed in his name, and during those times, I did not have a choice, it was either kill or be killed. So I killed until I became numb and it was natural to me. I closed my emotions to females and little ones I would see on a planet that I was about to destroy.” Then he turns to me and looks in my eyes. “I did as was told.”

I seen pain in his eyes as he continued telling me the things he did for Frieza, killing children in front of him and murdering people he once knew were allied with his planet.

“But when I was brought back to earth after being killed, everything changed. That woman showed me care, and love. For the longest time, I could not understand why she showed me such affections. She didn’t care who I was Kakkarot, but she loved me for who she knew I could be.”

I sat up and crawled over to him, “I knew what kind of person you could be to Vegeta, that’s why I never gave up on you, even when you fell under Babadi’s spell, I knew you weren’t going to return back to how you had been before.” I tilt his chin towards me and he looks in my eyes “I always knew what you could be Vegeta, even when you didn’t know.” Vegeta stared in my eyes for a long time, and then he kissed me. He laid me back against the bed and we stayed silent for some time, then I broke the silence with another question.

“Vegeta.” I said hoping he wasn’t trying to fall asleep.

“Yes.” He said a little sleepily.

“I’m hope I’m not pestering you, I was just hoping you could explain something to me.” I said.

“What is it?” He replied.

“What’s a bond?”

He sat up again and stared at me “Why...why are you asking me that?”

“I heard it mentioned before, and I was always curious about it.”

Vegeta sighed and laid back against the bed, “I’ll tell you about some other time, but for now, let us sleep.”

*

The next few weeks were quite busy, my daughter drove me almost out my mind with this whole wedding thing. Taking me to flower shops, asking me what do I think about this rose or while at cake shops, do I think the cake should have 5 layers or 6. I just shook my head at everything not wanting to upset her because I knew she was happy. Finally, after she had her perfect cake, and her perfect flowers and everything was just perfect, it was now time for her to dress me as if I was a child. This time I had to bring Kakkarot as we went to the mall into men clothing stores looking for the ‘perfect suit’. Kakkarot just smiled and let her hold ties up to him, throw him in dressing rooms, making him try on this jacket with those pants and whatnot. Kakkarot’s expression was priceless, but I knew when she was done with him, she was coming for me. So in order to save myself from embarrassment, I looked around the store myself for something that suited me. When she was finished with Kakkarot, she came looking for me, and I told her I had already bought my suit. “Show me daddy.” She demanded and I told her, she’ll see when I arrive at her wedding. After that, she told me she needed help with the decorations, she wanted ice sculptures and birds, I couldn’t understand why she was doing all this, but I did what she asked of me.

Me and Kakkarot had become closer than ever, we talked late at night about my past, he was always asking me questions about Vegeta-sei and the different planets I had been to. On top of that, we had sex almost every day, and I must admit I enjoyed teasing him very much. We had sparring matches sometimes, and usually it ranged from just throwing a few punches and kicks, to very brutal times where we came home bleeding and drained from our battle. Fighting with him made me drunk with lust, so usually we end up fucking directly after it, no matter how drained we were, overall, I’d say we were getting along just fine, until one day, Kakkarot went and got emotional on me.

“What’s the state of our relationship?” He asked while we were in the mountains after a good sparring match.

“Relationship?” I asked starring at him.

“Uh, yeah, sexing me, laying in bed with me, I cook for you and what not, we live together, that’s a relationship, isn’t it?” He asked.

“I never thought of what I had with you as a relationship.” I said, “We are men, Kakkarot, in case you didn’t remember that.”

“So there’s something wrong with two men being in a relationship.” He asked looking up at me sadly.

“Kakkarot, relationships are what you form with someone you can spend forever with, and you have emotions for them like love. Like what you had with your wife.” I say emphasizing the ‘forever and wife’ part.

“So what am I to you, a good fuck?” He said, the anger making his voice darker.

“What do you think you are to me?” I asked him.

“Don’t answer a question with a question Vegeta.” He stands up.

I smirk, “Don’t get clever.” I say, looking up into his eyes, I continue “Let me explain something to you, things are fine the way they are, don’t complicate them with your sentimental bullshit.”

“How the hell is me asking ‘what am I to you’ complicating something, you act as if I’m just a damn hole for you to stick you dick in.”

I look at him, right now he is infuriated, and saddened at the same time. Frowning with tears rolling down his cheeks that are mixing in with the blood streaks on his face from our battle.

He is beautiful…

I stand up and bring my hand up to his face and wipe some of his tears off with my thumb, he just stares at me, astounded by what I am doing. I pull him towards me and kiss him, sliding my tongue his mouth. He returns the kiss automatically and his hands wrap around me.

We ended up sexing hard in the mountains, I penetrated him deep, pressing him against the rocks, which scraped against his skin. Made him moan my name a million times, as if ‘Vegeta’ was the only word he knew. When we were finished, we went home and he was quiet for the rest of the night.

A few days later over dinner, he brought up the question he had asked before “What is a bond?” followed by “Vegeta you told me that you would tell me some other time.” I sighed, taking my plates to the sink, and then
I sit in a chair closer to him. “Why are you so obsessed with this knowing what a bond is?” I ask.

“Because I want to know, if me and Chi-Chi had a bond.” He replied.

I stare at him and shake my head, “You didn’t.” I say.

“How the hell do you know?” He frowns.

“You’re asking me about bonds, and I’m telling you that you did not have one with that woman, and you’re getting angry with me?” I stand and prepare to leave, but he grabs my hand and stares at me apologetically. I sit back down irritated and say “A bond is something that Saiyans formed with their mate. In its complete form, a bonded couple is able to communicate telepathically, read each other’s minds, and feel what the other feels.”

Kakkarot looks away from me and nods slowly, “I see, your right, me and Chi-Chi had none of those abilities…” He pauses for a second and then looks at me. “Did you and Bulma, have a bond?”

A pain shoots up in my heart at that question. “Yes.” I say in a low voice, “We did.”

Kakkarot continues staring at me, “How did it happen?” He asks.

Memories begin flooding into my head of her and our times together. Her similar questions, especially after I had sacrificed myself. She told me, when we were reunited, she had felt me die, and I had to explain to her the depth of our relationship. My heart began aching and tears began to form in my eyes. I stood up and Kakkarot called my name, but mentally, I was not here, I was reliving my past, and I walked away from him, kept walking until I was outside and the night air caressed me. I took off into the sky, flying as fast as I could possibly go.