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Insanity	By : leen Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Nancy103 - Re. Vegeta; If you only knew - muffled noises through sealed lips - Hopefully it's the good kind of different though, my goal/wish is to create something.. original
Just adding a short chapter before the real chaos and confusion will take place.

"Get up."
Clothes are thrown aggressively at my head, and I try to regain my focus as my eyes adjust to the sudden blaring lights in my bedroom. Still dark outside, what the hell is the time? 05.00am apparently, according to the alarm clock. Fucking hell, he must be really eager.
"Just 5 more minutes," I whine and pull the covers over my head.
Before I can settle back into my 5 minute – more like 4 hour – snooze, the covers are pulled off me and the cold air sweeps over me with what feels like tiny little icy needles, making me whimper as I shiver.
"Get up now or I'll kick your ass all the way to the gravity room."
Realising the threat isn't just a spur to get me up, I pull on – a spandex suit? It's way too early for this shit.
Once dressed I rub my eyes and follow the obviously stewing royal dickhead through the dark halls of our house, still half comatose.
"FUCK!"
"Quit moaning brat, or I'll mop the floor with your pretty hair."
I pinch the bridge of my nose and tilt my head up, punched at point blank as soon as the doors of the GR had closed. Blood pouring down like some damned waterfall, guess it's time I found out what the hell I did to grind his gears.
"What is your problem huh? You could at least have given me the go before inverting my fucking face."
No words, as more punches are swiftly dealt to my midsection. I double over, coughing, but recover as swiftly as I can - merely blocking punches and kicks not actually able to keep up fast enough to land any blows myself.
And we go on like that, for hours. Hits, punches and kicks to every single part of my body – he seems particularly pissed off with my face for some reason. I even tried powering up to blast his ass but he sidestepped me and dealt a powerful enough blow at the back of my neck to make me collapse head first onto the floor.
I shout my surrender as I lay gasping, face down, arms twisted into a hold on my back, with his knee crushing my spine. Bloody, battered and unable to see anything through my swollen left eye, I'm still no wiser as to what the hell has got him so worked up.
"You're pathetic," he snarls.
Now, I've been called that more times than I can count, but this time, it sends a very unpleasant chill down my spine. Though I really cannot see how this situation could have ended differently, we both know it never would have resulted with me being the victor.
"I don't understand what I've done wrong," I hiss, and I grit my teeth as that knee is pushing down harder.
"Kakarot's brat, you think I couldn't smell it?"
Smell? I doubt you was aroused while talking about the efficiency of cleaning robots with my mum..
"Wha-"
"DO NOT PLAY GAMES WITH ME BOY!"
I'm raised violently by the grip around my wrists then slammed back down onto the floor. Maybe he could smell you on me, after you slept in my bed, gods I'm so confused. Well looks like Vegeta is homophobic after all.
"It's not what yo-" he grabs me by my hair, twisting my neck into an unnatural angle, and I decide to shut my mouth.
"You are a Vegeta, and I've put up with enough shit, shown enough fucking understanding for the sake of the woman and the fact that you're a half-breed. Do not, bring shame to my name. Don't even dare to entertain the thought of being a low class' bitch," He slams me down one more time, to make sure I get the message and with that he lets go of me, gets up and reduces the gravity.
"Get the fuck out of here," a growling threat with his back turned to me.
I don't need to be told twice.

When I see you in school again, which is rare to due to our different schedules, I know you can sense something is wrong. But I'd rather die than explain the.. misunderstanding. That and I wouldn't want you to feel like shit because of it. So I just brush it off as exhaustion, and you tell me I need to slow down, take it easy now and then. I wish it was that simple.
I know what I need, a ridiculous amount of alcohol and an equally ridiculously promiscuous girl who I'll never see again afterwards. That should sate me, and the scent should calm the animal of a father I've been granted so kindly. Kids are paranoid and terrified their parents will catch a whiff of booze when they've been out doing things they shouldn't, try living with a fucking bloodhound who can smell what and who you've fucked.
"You still on for the weekend right?"
Gods, I'd forgot all about it. Has it really been almost two weeks since I saw you last? My haze must have been worse than I thought. Or maybe I've just been shit scared of coming too close to you.
"Erm, about that.."
"No no no, you're not letting me down now Trunks," you stop and turn towards me, putting your hands on my shoulders.
I wince involuntary and glance at your hands, making a mental note to burn my clothes and scrub myself with bleach when I get home.
"Please, if it's boring we'll take off and beat the shit outta each other instead, I promise. Besides you seem a bit.. edgy, just see it as a chance to relax."
Hah, if you only knew it'd probably get me killed rather than relax me. Oh fuck it, I'm getting sick of staring at the walls of Capsule Corp, especially since Vegeta decided I'm not such an amusing toy to kick around anymore.
"Ok I'll come," I sigh. Guess one night of drunken imbeciles playing with fire can't be that bad, I'll just have to make sure to avoid father the following day.

I'm leaning against a tree opposite of the large black iron school gates, waiting for the heavy wooden doors on the other side to burst open with kids desperate to escape.
I saw you this morning, walking down a corridor as my first class had just finished. But what I saw, stopped me in my tracks. My initial reaction the same as when I sat on the green, and I was close to powering up, shooting over there and sending him through any wall that'd stand in my way.
As you carried on walking, he was close to your side – way too close, and with a laugh he drew you in, his arm around your shoulders. But instead of blowing up at you, possibly killing him and giving the whole school a heart attack by revealing that a freakishly strong half saiyan is one of its students – I decided to deal with this once and for all, in privacy.
Shouldn't be long now, but I need to make sure you don't see me, I want you staying out of this.
Kids start pouring out finally, perfect. In the thickness of idiots it'll be easy work to single my target out unnoticed.
After waving his mates off, he heads down the sidewalk, headphones over his ears and a messenger bag thrown over his shoulder. Such a smooth and cocky stride, it makes me wanna growl as I pick up my speed to catch up with him.
"Hey fuckface," I say after pulling down his headset.
Oh, his eyes are so wide, I love it, I can smell the fear on him.
"What the hell do you want?" he spits, drawing away when I grab his arm and throw my other arm over his shoulder, pulling him closer.
"Walk with me," I answer, smiling.
He looks confused, probably wondering if I'm hitting on him or if he's gonna end up in hospital.
Casually, to make him relax, I ask how he's getting a long in school, where he's from, explaining I've never seen him before this term. I don't actually give a shit about what he answers and I wouldn't be able to recall what he's told me even if my life depended on it. He tells me he lives on the other side of the park which is nearby – perfect.
As I mindlessly keep on chatting about nothing, I almost have to drag him with me through the gates leading to the park and onto the path that leads away from the play areas and crowds.
With some distance from ears and eyes, enough trees and bushes to isolate us – I stop and turn to him.
"Is this about Goten?"
I smile, clever boy.
"What's your name?" I ask him and reach out for his loosened tie, just to make him a little more uneasy.
"None of your fucking business," he growls and swats my hand away.
"Is that so?" I grin, gods this idiot is too good to be true.
Before he can think of something else that further proves his lack of intelligence, I grab his amazingly blue spikes with my left hand and push him against the tree next to the path where we're stood.
He's squirming under my right hand planted on his chest, wincing in pain from the grip in his precious hair, surprised by my speed and strength, I can see that much in his eyes.
"Listen to me, and listen good," I snarl in his ear "If you ever touch him or look at him in a way I don't approve of again, I'll hunt you down, and splatter your insides across the whole fucking city, after I've castrated you and fucked you bloody."
"What the fuck is wrong with you!" he cries, trying to push me off.
"Do I make myself clear!?" I slam his head against the tree, already losing my patience.
"Aow, YES whatever, just let me go, I wont fucking touch him."
Pleased with his answer, I withdraw and study him while he rubs his head.
"And what about when he asks for my notes huh? What am I supposed to say?"
"Do whatever you want, just know that giving them to him wont give you anything in return," I answer leering with my arms crossed over my chest.
"OK, are we done?"
He sure has a shitty attitude considering he knows I'm some kind of freak who could batter him into a bloody pulp.
"Yes, and don't disappoint me – I really don't want to have to go through the effort of raping and gutting you," Hah, he looks relieved for a second – as if I'm joking "But I will if it comes to it," I add.
He pales and hurries away down the path leading to the other side of the park, to safety no doubt.
Well, that went better than expected. At least now I don't have to worry about him bothering you again.
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