The Untamable | By : Silvers Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4507 -:- 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. |
AN: Just want to say a very big thank you to MeggieBeggie She went over this chapter for me ^_^ Also thank you to those who have been reading my fic. ^_^ I hope you have been enjoying it.
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Chapter 6
“You will die Freeza!”
“Vegeta, you fool, what makes you think you can defeat me?” Freeza’s smug, gritty voice replied.
“I have my ways!” Vegeta powered up with a deafening yell and charged into Freeza, hitting him hard in the gut. Freeza groaned and doubled over.
“Why you! I shall kill you where you stand!” he wheezed out before thrusting his fist towards Vegeta’s face.
Vegeta blocked it immediately and cackled. “You will never strike me again!”
Suddenly the scene shifted and Freeza was dead on the ground and Vegeta was standing by Goku. “You have trained me well…” Vegeta smirks “But, now I am stronger then you will ever be.”
Goku looked at Vegeta with a confused look. “What’s the matter Vegeta?”
“Nothing! I will watch you die, you low life third class. No one is ever allowed to surpass me in strength, not even for a short time!” Vegeta flew forward and attacked Goku relentlessly; but no matter what he did it didn’t seem like he could land a blow.
Vegeta howled out in anger. “Die already! Damn it, die! I will not let this be!” Vegeta attacked again his mind whirling. He wouldn’t have let Freeza take advantage of him... He would have been able to kill him... He never would have been… Vegeta finally landed a hit square on Goku’s puzzled face. Goku went shooting through the air smashing into a cliff wall.
Vegeta flew over to Goku and looked over his form. His gi was torn in many places, exposing his milky smooth skin. It seemed like it would be soft as silk. Vegeta’s hand reached out in front of him slowly until it found its way to one such opening. His fingers ran softly across the bare skin, his whole body trembling slightly. Goku just looked at him in even more confusion but he never said a word. He just stared. Vegeta’s hand moved to his lips, which were slightly parted. His fingers gently followed the contour. He is so strong… but yet so delicate. What a strange being. Before he knew what he was doing his lips touched Goku’s, softly at first and then ferociously.
Vegeta tossed and turned in his bed, his eyes fluttering as his dream continued. Images of the large Sayjin were plaguing his mind. They opened suddenly, his breathing heavy. “Crap…” he muttered quietly to himself. He got out of bed and opened the window. He was gone and out of sight in a matter of moments, flying through the paling sky just as the sun was getting ready to rise.
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Goku stretched and yawned. Chichi was warm, casually nestled up to him. He smiled. She is the best thing I have done. He looked over to Gohan, sleeping on a small love seat in the bed room. He didn’t seem to mind though. My family… they’re great. A few moments later, he realized that one of the strong kis was missing from his small house.
“Where’s Vegeta?” he said out loud forgetting about his sleeping wife. Chichi stirred and her eyes opened slowly to look up at his puzzled face.
“What is it dear?” she asked in a hushed voice not wanting to wake Gohan.
“Vegeta. He isn’t in the guest room… I sense him flying away.”
Chichi huffed in annoyance. “Oh is that it!?” she said grumpily before getting up and heading to the kitchen. She nearly fell over when she saw the larger Sayjin in the kitchen, already having prepared breakfast in quantities to feed an army. Goku was quick to follow his nose once he smelt the bacon and eggs when Chichi had opened the door.
“Why did you make breakfast?” Goku asked, confused.
Radditz looked at him and replied curtly. “I do not want to be in debt to you in anyway. You gave me shelter and next you will train me.” Radditz scoffed a little at the notion of being trained by his younger brother. “And finally… I want to change my life. I am sick of Freeza and sick of not being in charge of myself. Seeing as you are helping me with this, I figured I should do a little here…” he laughed softly. “Besides I need something to entertain me before I decide to break Prince Vegeta’s orders and cause some mayhem and destroy some cities.” He said the last bit in all seriousness. He couldn’t let any weakness show.
Chichi looked at him with wide eyes; Goku wasn’t really listening anymore as he got closer to the food on the table; he had already snuck off a plate of bacon during the speech. “Well, umm … thank you,” Chichi said to Radditz before sitting at the table. She then noticed the empty plate and Goku with an innocent smile. “GOKU!” Chichi yelled.
“Sorry,” he said sheepishly before he too sat down, this time waiting for Radditz before he devoured another plate full of food.
“Where’s Vegeta?” Radditz asked between bites. “He is normally up earlier than anyone.”
“Oh he flew off this morning just before sunrise,” Goku said, just then remembering that he had disappeared. “He’s on his way back though. He isn’t far now.”
Radditz just nodded to the information. He looked up as his nephew shuffled out of the bedroom yawning sleepily. “Morning everyone,” he mumbled before he sat down at the table to start munching on the food too. The 3 Sayjins at the table ate at an unbelievable rate and food seemed to be flying from their mouths, yet somehow nothing seemed to hit the floor or table around them.
Chichi looked at them, appalled. It was bad enough when Goku did it, now this ‘guest’ and her son were doing it too. “Gohan! Eat properly and sit up straight!” Chichi yelled.
Gohan sat up immediately. “Yes mom…” His food was then more slowly consumed. Chichi glared at Goku and Radditz knowing it was a lost cause. Their food was more then 3/4s done and if Radditz was anything like Goku, he wouldn’t change no matter how many times he got yelled at for it. Chichi sighed and went back to eating her food.
Vegeta walked in the front door as though he owned the building. He had gone to Bulma’s house and yelled until the woman came so he could get his uniform back. He was sick of wearing oversized, silly, orange gi pants. He stomped in, adorned in his uniform, and realized it looked practically new. It seemed the woman had spent most of the night fixing it. He sat down at the table and immediately Radditz jumped from the table to bring him food that he had prepared special for him.
“Here your highness. I made it to your liking,” he said before he put it down in front of his prince. Vegeta grunted a thank you and began to eat. Once they were all done they left to go spar leaving poor Chichi with all the dishes to do.
“Damn them all…” she said grumbled as her arms were submerged in the foamy water, washing yet another plate. She didn’t even notice when Gohan slipped out of the house.
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AN: Hehehe so no real editing should have been needed here soooo I didn't even look at it. Let me know if I was wrong!
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