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Unforgivable	By : thePrincesJewel Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He thought he was safe. He was so terrified, and then he thought he was safe. He was cold, too. Of course he was leaning into me, he wanted to get warm. This pool�s damned cold! Vegeta shot from the water, looking around. Kakarot had come here so often after he�d started staying at Capsule Corp. Why, Vegeta didn�t understand. He had never wanted to revisit any of the places he�d been raped, unless it was to destroy them. Yet, since the second time, there had been no trace of the man - anywhere.

He didn�t go home or to his children, he didn�t go back to the house. The Namek and the old fool, baldy and the jerk haven�t seen him. He didn�t go to the Tower or the Lookout. And I can�t find any trace of him! Again, Vegeta surveyed the area. He�d found no traces that might have meant Kakarot had killed himself. I wouldn�t blame him. I tried to, after all, when Frieza� He shook himself from that memory, calming himself to look for Kakarot�s chi again.

�Kakarot! Where are you!�
Goku sat up suddenly, the warding arm he raised encountering nothing more dangerous than the blanket he�d slept under. It took him a moment to place where he was, to realize he�d been dreaming. He relaxed marginally, drawing his legs up to prop elbows on knees, and dropping his face to his hands. He was alone, the whimpering noise he heard was himself, and he forced himself to stop, pressing his palms into his eyes to keep the tears in. He had to quit crying!

He crawled from the bed into the clothes he�d left behind the last time he�d stayed with Zweb. They were a little snug, more so than he was used to, but not so tight as to be uncomfortable. He�d lost weight, with not eating well or training as much as he had. He washed his face, wiping away all traces of the tears that had escaped him. And in the mirror, he practiced smiling - the smile everyone always expected to see on his face. Only then did he go out to see what was for breakfast.

�Ah, you have awakened!� Zweb hurried to him, a gentle concern in her eyes. �First, I could not get you to rest, and then you would not wake. It has been four days that you have slept!�

�Four days!� Goku gaped at her. �Really?�

�Yes, yes. You will be hungry today, I expect. Come, I will get you something. It is nearing time for lunch, anyway.� He followed her into the kitchen. �Drink, drink. I could get you to take nothing when you slept. Here is soup, very good. Old family recipe.� She winked at him. �My husband, he always liked this soup.�

�Husband?�

�Oh, dead many years now, Goku. He died not long before you came the first time. I was very glad to have company then, you know, company that did not feel the need to be so sorrowful when speaking. I think now, you need the same.�

He�d finished his third bowl of soup. �The same? You mean, to be around happy people.�

�Yes, Goku. I have not asked what happened, I will not. I know it was bad, from how you have acted. You will eat, and rest, and when you are ready, you will train and you will talk. Right now, you will eat the soup, these sandwiches, and the salad I have prepared for you, and you will regain your strength.� She cocked her head to one side, examined him. �And, I think I will have to get you more clothes. Those do not fit loosely as you prefer. You grew some since you last visited.�

Goku flushed. �My friends say I�m really bad at keeping in touch. I�ve had another son since I saw you last. Both of my boys are grown, now, and I�ve a granddaughter.�

�Ah, fine children, I am sure.� Zweb�s eyes twinkled. �We have a grown daughter, and a grandson, you now know. They both act much like you.�

He flushed more. �Oh, I should have asked how Radda was!�

�You, I think, had too much pain in your heart. Radda is well, and her son, Krill, is a very strong child. She is very proud of him.�

�Krill? After Krillin?�

�Yes.�

Goku hooted. �Oh, wait until I tell him my grandson is named after him! He�ll be so surprised!� (A/N: ya think?)
The kitchen was crowded. Vegeta stopped short in the doorway, shot a quick look around. Kakarot�s family and friends. He faded back out of sight, but not out of hearing. He didn�t remember any party being planned, but if there was one, he�d get better food than if he just raided the fridge. He�d wait a bit and see. Their voices just reached his ears.

�� not sure who saw him last. Probably Vegeta,� Bulma was saying.

�Why isn�t he here? Doesn�t he care where Goku is?� Chi-Chi demanded. �They beat each other silly, maybe he left my Goku somewhere all battered.� Vegeta flinched. He had.

�Goku and Vegeta take care of each other - neither one of them wants to lose a good sparring partner,� Trunks replied calmly. �Even if Dad had beat him to a pulp, he�d have taken him home, or brought him here.�

Even if. My own son doesn�t believe I could beat him.

�� hasn�t come to see any of us,� Piccolo was saying when he began listening again. �Perhaps he�s gone somewhere to train?�

�No way. None of us can sense him. And how do you know he hasn�t been to see us? Spying from the Lookout again?� Yamcha asked.

�Vegeta came looking for him two weeks ago.� Vegeta growled from the shadows as Piccolo continued, �Said he�d checked with the rest of you.�

�He did? Oh, that�s right,� Master Roshi�s cracked voice said. �I remember now. He did come by looking for him. But that was about a month ago.�

�He saw me two months ago,� Yamcha said. �But he was checking if Goku�d been by for Bulma. He complained that she could�ve used the phone instead of sending him over.�

�I didn�t send him to check on anything! I didn�t send Goku to see you. Come to think of it, I haven�t seen him since�� Bulma paused. �Hmm� You know, it was a year to the day of when he brought Vegeta home. Four months ago.�

A year. Since he brought me home. And how long was it he had me in that cave, I wonder? I don�t have much memory of that time, just darkness and screaming and pain. No wonder I was so much weaker than he was. I spent all that time with him, with no memory of that first event, and he never flinched until I asked about his training. And then, he was terrified. Vegeta had no trouble recalling Kakarot�s reaction, seeing the startled surprise turn to terror in the expressive black eyes. Too terrified to control his own energy, if I understand what I read of him. He wasn�t trying to do anything but run, but he couldn�t control himself enough to IT away from me.

The silence from the kitchen caught his attention. It had been quiet too long. A vague unease tugged at him.

�You mean, Vegeta�s been looking for him for the last three months, and none of us realized it? He�s known Goku was missing and didn�t tell anyone?� The ominous tone in Chi-Chi�s voice sent Vegeta sidling out the back door.

Open air, he shot into it, vanishing quickly into the distance. And found himself at that damned pool less than two hours later. He broke through the water, diving as deep as he could, touching the bottom. He rose, took a deep breath, then dove again. This time, he meditated.
�And that�s what happened,� Goku said softly, staring down at his clenched hands.

Zweb sat still, one hand resting on Goku�s shoulder. She was silent a long time, digesting the story. �I think it is not something you asked for, Goku child,� she said at last.

�But I��

�But you will be silent while I speak,� she cut him off gently. �You did challenge him, yes. You did not mean the challenge as he took it. Perhaps it is something within Saiyans, that made him react so. Perhaps it was the knowledge that he is your prince, deny it though you do, that made you submit to him. Within you, you carry the memories and teachings of your people. I know you do not have the ability to recall them freely, but you do hold them. Subconsciously, I believe you can access some of this.

�I can?� Goku blinked. Several times.

�I believe so. Think of how long you have been away from your friends, your family. Think how often you have left your wife to fight or train, and thought nothing of it until she fussed when you would return. That is the way of a Saiyan. You have stronger family ties, perhaps, but treat them no differently than any Saiyan warrior would during wartime.�

�Zweb, how do you know about Saiyans?�

She laughed at the diffident question. �I have my ways of learning things, Goku. Worry not about it.� Just as quickly, the woman sobered. �What you must decide is what you will do when you return home. This is a thing that twice has happened, and a third might. This man, you cannot avoid.�

�Why?� Goku asked petulantly. �I�d rather.�

�You love him.�

�WHAT????!� Muscles bunched, the Saiyan leapt up to tower over the woman. �I what?!� When she merely smiled serenely up at him, he dropped back to the ground, this time facing her. �Zweb, do you mean it? I love him?�

�You feel very passionately about this man, Goku. You speak of him more than of your wife and your children. You wished to help him in spite of the harm he did to you. He is your prince, and the last of your race. It is not surprising that you love him.�

�But� I� Vegeta�s a guy! And we�re both married, with kids! How� I� oh, man! Chi�s not gonna like this.�
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Jewel (snickering): There. Think I�ll stop here, and go work on something else.

Vegeta: Oh no you don�t! You get back here and rewrite that! He does not!

Goku: Who doesn�t what? *reads* HEY! I love Vegeta?

Jewel: Goku, luv, you love everybody.

Goku: Oh, that�s right.

Vegeta: I said fix that!

Jewel (looks at it): I did fix it. I like how I fixed it.

Vegeta: You just wait until I get out of the animated world and into yours!

Jewel: Bring Mirai with you! Oh, and Goku, and Raditz, and Bardock�. Hmm� Who else?

Vegeta: Ah, shut up! I�m leaving. *door slams*
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