Pure Evil 2: Son of Pure Evil

By Sefiru

Sorry for the wait. My computer was acting up >.<

Macha: let’s see – reasons to be paranoid about spaceships: Raditz, Vegeta,
Frieza, Vegeta again, Frieza again, androids, Cell, Babidi …

Macha: Hey, I promised it would be kinky!

pun_xy: Yeah, Vegeta as reported by Mirai was fun to write. And as for the
cliffhanger, I just like to mess with people.

The Chichi Slaughterhouse: OMG! I got a good review from TCS! You’re like Roger
Ebert around here. Thank you so much!

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. ^^ On to the final chapters as the
mystery spaceships land.

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.

Chapter 6

The day of the
spaceships’ landing finally arrives. Ever since we heard the news from Gohan
(the morning after that very brief phone call) we’ve been running around
like chickens with their heads off, trying to prepare. Three days isn’t long
enough for me to try for level 3, but Kakarott does manage to teach me the
Instant Transmission technique.

I half expect
the five ships to scatter across the planet to wreak havoc, but they stay in a
defensive bunch and land in an unpopulated river valley. We teleport to a point
out of sight from them and immediately suppress our kis to zero; no sense in
giving away our advantages. We wait for the other Z fighters to arrive.

“Who knows, they
might be peaceful,” Kakarott muses.

“What are the
odds of that, Kakarott?”

“I can always
hope. Still, unless they’re hiding something, they don’t look like much
trouble.”

“Hn.” We can
sense many ki sources in the valley, a few hundred of them, but none of them
are near the strength of a Z fighter. As he says, an easy fight. The rest of
our team lands beside us; they’re in full battle dress and Mirai has his sword
belted on. Kakarott is wearing his usual orange gi, and I’m in my body suit and
armor – and my collar, of course. I smirk to myself. Have no fear, the Z
fighters are here. A final equipment check – “Let’s go,” says Kakarott.

We fly over the
crest of the hill –

We get our first
sight of the ships –

And I’m suddenly
very, very interested. “Kakarott,” I hiss, “those are Saiyan ships.”

“Seriously?” We
land on an outcrop halfway down the hillside. There are figures moving around
outside the ships and even from here we can make out the spiky black hair, the
tails. Saiyans! My own tail lashes with elation. My people are not
destroyed! These ships must have been hiding all this time in deep space,
emerging when the news of Frieza’s death reached them and heading for the place
of his defeat. They’re colony ships, fully outfitted to restore our race. I
look over at Kakarott and he’s grinning from ear to ear. Saiyans! Of
course we still might have to fight them to get them to leave the humans alone.
In some sense the people of this world are our people too.

We’ve been
spotted. There’s some commotion down below and then a group of the newcomers
flies toward us. My joy fades a bit as I recognize their leader as the one
member of my race I’ve been glad was dead.

“Vegeta, that one
in front look familiar,” Kakarott says.

“He should. He’s
my father.”

King Vegeta lands
in front of us, flanked by a dozen soldiers in standard Saiyan armor, two of
them wearing scouters. That sight brings back memories. I haven’t seen those
uniforms in over a decade, and I can barely recall when I needed a scouter to
read ki. And these Saiyans look so weak … my father is half again as strong
as the others, but even Krillin could beat him now.

He gives me a
haughty smile. “Vegeta, when I heard Frieza was defeated, I knew it would be
you. I suppose this other one was sent here for purging? Join me, and we’ll
turn this planet into the new home of our race.”

I snort. “Dream
on, old man. I have nothing to say to you. First you hand me over to Frieza to
save your own skin, and now this. You could at least have had the good grace to
go down with your planet.”

“Hey, gramps,”
Mirai chimes in, “nice cape.”

His veins stand
out on his forehead and his ki soars … to a tenth of Super Saiyan. Changing
tactics, he turns to Kakarott. “Saiyan warrior, I am your king! Aid me in
creating our new Saiyan world!”

“You’re no king
of mine,” Kakarott replies calmly. “And I’ll prove that on your body if
necessary.”

“You do
realize,” I say in terran, “that if you beat him you’ll take over his
crown.”

“If that’s
what it takes for him to leave us alone.”

I smirk. That’s
just what I thought he’d say.

Mirai says, “no
offense, dad, but I’m embarrassed that I’m related to that guy.”

“Not nearly
as embarrassed as I am, boy.”

My father turns
to me again. “Vegeta! As a prince of the House of Vegetasei, you can’t let this
insult pass!”

He thinks he’s
making me choose between my title and my comrades. Little does he know that I
made that choice the day that Kakarott pinned me to a rock and I didn’t fight
back. “Fine. I abdicate.”

“What!?” His ki
flares wildly, but it doesn’t go anywhere near Super Saiyan. His escorts are
practically gaping; here is their king more or less throwing a tantrum, and the
two of us are not only not afraid of him, we’re not even particularly
impressed. I, a prince of the Royal House, have just disowned my family in
favor of an apparently random gaggle of fighters – without tails they can’t
tell the boys are half Saiyan. An apparently fully functional purging soldier
has just defied the king without batting an eye. It’s not clear which one of us
is in charge. And the scouters are reading zero.

Kakarott flicks
his tail. “I don’t think this is accomplishing anything. But I will say this:
my name is Kakarott, and if you harm any innocent people here you’ll answer to
me.” I nod in agreement, and with that our group lifts off and flies back over
the hill. The other Saiyans are too stunned to follow.

***

Ok, come on – who saw that coming?

Next chapter: Kakarott and King Vegeta peacefully resolve
their differences and -- oh, who’m I
kidding? Prepare for the fight scene!