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The Meaning of Pride	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Meaning of Pride
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-LEMONY INTERLUDE Tr/Gt
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- 22-21
- 23-22
- 24-23
- 25-24
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- 30-29
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The Meaning of Pride

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Time
for the warnings portion:

A.
I own nothing but my own two hands.
All the characters portrayed here were kidnapped from their show DBZ and
forced to enact my wishes.

B.
Whilst mostly I strive to make this �in character� and not �AU� we must
all remember it is fanfiction. (I�m
getting a bit snotty here, aren�t I?)

C.
Smut. Vegeta POV. Slash.
(That�s two boys bumping uglies, by the way.)

D.
If you didn�t read the warnings, you are on your own I have no sympathy
for you.

And
lastly:

Got this idea off the DBZ Saiyan
Slash mailing list. Will probably be
posting it there and at AFF.net

~~***

When
he got back to the kitchen, the idiot one had left, and in the place where he had
been was the woman. Sitting with her
chin in her hand, staring straight down at the table. This was never a good thing.
This was the sort of pose that she used right before she unleashed her
silly human-logic on him and started an argument that generally lasted for a
while. Scowled when he realized that he
was disappointed the overgrown idiot had left without saying good-bye.

�You
know,� Bulma started, �I would really appreciate your input on what we are
exactly.�

Oh. Kami.
Here it came. He crossed his
arms over his chest and stayed in the doorway.
Didn�t say anything. Waited for
her to look at him, saw that she was very upset about something, but wasn�t
about to comfort her before he knew what she was upset about.

�Because
I know that we�re not married. And that
you probably don�t love me. But I would
really like to know if I�m supposed to be sitting around here waiting for you
or if I can just go off and have an affair whenever I please.�

Speaking
now (he had found) would just prolong the argument. And while he could fight with her just as well with words as he
could fight with fists she needed to get out whatever she was lingering
on. Whatever it was, there was a look
of distaste on her face and he had the feeling that he was not going to like
what came out of her mouth.

�Why
are you just standing there?� she demanded, �Aren�t you even going to say
something? Defend yourself or explain
what the hell is going on?�

�I
have no reason to defend myself,� he said.
Tried to imagine what this was about.
He hadn�t done anything to the kid that could even vaguely be
misconstrued as wrong. He hadn�t said
anything to the little moocher (Kakarot�s whelp) that was living off his
son. Hadn�t even said anything to Bulma
recently that would have made her pissed off.

�Oh,
really?!� she demanded. �What about
this thing with Goku?�

�What
thing?� he demanded, �You�re the one that asked Kakarot to bother me.�

�Yeah,�
she said�wasn�t it amazing how humans always took credit for things like
that?��But I just wanted to know why you�ve been such a stubborn ass for the
past two years. I didn�t know you two
were going to get all� Touchy-feely.�

She
probably could not have stunned him more if she had somehow managed to toss a
surf-boarding elephant on his head. She
crossed her arms over her chest and nodded to reaffirm what she had said. And he just stared. Tried to figure out what in the hell she was
talking about.

Touchy-feely? With Kakarot?

�Before
Buu you couldn�t even stand to be around him,� she continued, �And now he�s
coming over every day for lunch and you two see each other every single
morning��

�We�re
sparring,� he snapped. Watched her just
get more arrogantly convinced that whatever point she was headed toward was the
right one. And felt within himself that
she was probably getting to the same conclusion he had been avoiding
himself. That something had changed
between him and the idiot. He didn�t
hate him. Didn�t envy him. Wanted to beat his ass every day, but he was
a Saiyan and that was what they did.
But he found himself wanting to be around the idiot. Looking forward to sparring and telling him
about the planet Vegeta. Actually liked
him. However disgustingly weak that
sounded.

�Right,�
she said, �I�ve seen how you look at him.
He gets more of your attention than I do.�

Of
course Kakarot got more attention, he was a Saiyan. He felt all the blood drain away from his face as he realized
that he had thought that. That it had
been his thought. That he was
justifying that he wanted to spend time with the idiot�not to her, but to
himself. Which meant that he did;
that Kakarot had wormed his way under Vegeta�s skin and was building himself a
nest inside of the Prince somewhere.

�Look,�
the woman continued, �All I want to know is if I need to be looking for someone
else. We�ve never really loved
each other, but I thought we were going to stay together��

There
was more. He stopped listening. Left the house, flew directly to the idiot�s
little nest, found him peacefully musing, and hated the way it made something
inside of him glad. Absolutely hated
it.

The baka opened his eyes, sat up
said: �What�s wrong, Vegeta?�

Grabbed him by his hair, hauled
him to his idiot feet, punched his stupid face that was always grinning, and
knocked him to the ground. Followed
him, sneered at him and tried to hate him.
Summoned all the hate he had ever felt in life and spat: �I don�t care if you live or die. I don�t care about your dead wife or your
kid or your stupid questions about my planet.�


Knew it was a lie. A big lie. An obvious lie. Pulled away, crossed his aoverover his chest again, made himself
scowl and hung on to the anger that wasn�t directed at the baka. It was himself. Because he had let this idiot crawl under his skin. Let himself care about him. Even without meaning to. Felt disgusted that he had fallen victim to
the guileless little grin and that stupid well of goodness he knew was inside
the idiot�s head.


Watched him stand up, dust off his pants.
Kept his guard up but didn�t attack.
Idiot. Weakling. That wasn�t a Saiyan reaction. A Saiyan would have tackled Vegeta to the
ground and beat his face in for the insult.
Would have screamed out a challenge and draw blood until he had sated
his anger. But Kakarot wouldn�t.

Felt
that he was giving into something inside of himself. Something weak and foolish.
Blamed it all on the idiot that stood just a few yards away. Blamed it on those earrings and the memory
of being part of Kakarot that would not go away. Blamed himself for ever listening to the baka and putting the
earring on. Felt like he was betraying
a million years of Saiyan princes as he said: �I don�t know what that idiot
woman was talking about.�

But
he did.

He
knew exactly what she was talking about.

~~~***

Confusion
was a normal thing for him. Patience
was something he had been taught, but honestly, he got pretty bored with being
patient. Even so, as he stood there and
watched Vegeta�s arms slowly uncross, slowly drop to his sides, watched him
tilt his head down slightly and let the wind blow through that flame of black
hair, he felt very patient.

Waited. Wanted to know what the �idiot woman� was
�talking about� that the Prince didn�t know.
Had to be Bulma. But what would
she say that would affect Vegeta?
Unless she broke up with him or something. That would be upsetting.
(Not that Goku would know because nobody had ever broken up with
him.) Wanted to say something, but
didn�t. Just waited. Didn�t drop his
guard at all.

�Dammit!�
the Prince shouted, turned to look at him.
Moved forward�proved that Goku was pretty smart to keep his guard up�and
tried to beat him. Tried to hit him in
the face, with hands and feet and when that didn�t work, tried to headbutt
him. Goku blocked it, personally
thought the Prince was attacking rather sloppily, and heard him saying: �Get
out! Get out! "> Get out!�

Maybe
Vegeta was possessed again.

Then
the attacks stopped. Vegeta pulled
a (Knew that the other Saiyan did care despite himself.) But he could feel how much whatever was
going on in that head was hurting Vegeta; and pissing him off. Wanted to make it better somehow. Didn�t know how the hell he was going to do
that until he figured out what it was.

Another
shake of Vegeta�s head, another: �I don�t care about you.� And he was
gone. Going in the opposite direction
of Bulma�s house. Angry. Very angry.

Goku
sighed to himself, brought his fingers up to his forehead and went to find
Bulma so he could figure out just what the hell she had said to Vegeta to spawn
this new development. Found her in her
lab, banging things around with tears falling down her face. She looked at him when he appeared and
didn�t even smile.

Scowled. �What do you want?�

Maybe
everyone was possessed. �What did
Vegeta say when you asked him what was wrong?�

�I
didn�t, Goku,� she snapped, �I asked him what the hell was going on with you
two.�

Yep. Must be a possessing ghost or
something. Or a virus that made
everyone�s brain weird. Gave them
delusions of some form�and why was Goku so insistent that everyone was
deranged? What was he trying not to
admit to himself? Because Goku had
always considered himself to be pretty straightforward, even with himself. And yet, he seemed to be working pretty hard
to not realize something. �What do you
mean? We�re just sparring, Bulma and
he�s telling me about our history.�

�Whatever,
Goku.�

Thought
back to when he was one with Vegeta.
Tried to imagine what she could be insinuating that would make the
Prince react like thapan pan style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Tried to
imagine what would offend the Prince�s pride so much that he would be trying to
convince himself out of whatever he was thinking. Huffed, realized he didn�t know that much about Vegeta after
all�or he could be blocking out the realization because he didn�t want to know
what it was.

�Where
is he anyway?� Bulma asked, �I thought he�d run away straight to you.�

�He
did, but then he left,� Goku said.
Realized after the words had left his mouth that they probably weren�t
the best ones to say, because she just narrowed her eyes at him and glared.

�Ya
know,� she started, �I asked you to figure out what was wrong, not to steal
him.�

Steal? Vegeta?
From�

Oh. Kami.
He just realized what the two of them were talking about. Felt his face getting red. Felt that the part of him that he had been
ignoring (by thinking everyone was possessed) was actually in complete
agreement with Bulma. He had done a bad
thing.yes"> I, personally, don�t use my favorite stories list. (Tany any stories and not enough spaces, and
then I would have the same problem you�re having because I would have to decide
who to put on it.)

Hectate 18:

Yeah! You updated your story. Now I�ll have to go read it. *marches off. *

*Marches
back when realizes must finish posting stories.* But I�ll go read it soon.

Getarian:

Oh,
just the thought of Nappa trying to hide behind a bush is hilarious. Poor Vegeta would be so fed up with them
before Radditz could even start the wooing.

Hopefully
I explained why Vegeta flew off the handle.
And HOPEFULLY (feel free to tell me if I�m failing here) I�m keeping
them in character and having them respond to their new circumstances the right
way. I think I fall off the
in-charactagonagon sometimes.

Thanks all you guys!
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