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In\'lar-Anth - Through Darkest Destiny	By : Rogue Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2458 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Son Goku

While I was snarling at the intruders suddenly something impacted with me and I was thrown hard against the wall. I did not take long to recover though.

I was going to show Vegeta a thing or two!

How dared he attack me as cowardly as that!

He should by now know that I was stronger than him!

All reason was lost long ago. It made no difference anymore that this was not the Vegeta I had known for so many years.

All the pent up frustration, the anger, the hurt, the tension broke free.

I leapt at him, gnarling loudly. We clashed, tumbling through who whole room.

Zarbon

I grimaced distastefully now. I not not want to have to exert so much effort for this.

"Would you care to lend a hand this time?" I said to Jeice.

"I think that it will be rather messy if we don't stop them. It would be such a waste."

I walked over to be able to aim from a different angle and charged up another blast. I paused to admire the bared flesh that showed in such wonderful contrast to the bloody wounds and the shredded clothing that hung from them both in tatters.

Oh...I would be dreaming of this for weeks!

Taking a deep steadying breath I blasted the prince away from the bodyguard again.

"Catch him this time, will you?" I admonished Jeice with an amused smile that turned more intent as I watched Goku climb to his feet and hiss almost like a true animal. I blasted him as well, sending him to bounce off the far wall. I did not bother to be as gentle with him as I was with the prince. As long as he was not too damaged it would not affect my fun. It was the prince that I had orders to keep in one piece.

Jeice

Shaking my head at this unbelievable display I was more than happy to lend a hand. After Zarbon had separated them I quickly stepped forward and gripped Vegeta before he was able to recover from the blast.

I caught him in a head lock, pressing that delicious lithe frame against my own, relishing in the heat that radiated from that squirming body.

"Now, now, Vegeta, get a hold of yourself. He's not worth it. Really, if you're that desperate, there's much better options at hand..." I purred smiling into his ear, reasserting my hold as he started to struggle and hiss. The friction was delicious! I really had to thank Son Goku for first providing such a show, such a turn-on, and now this wonderful opportunity. I had to make this wild beast in my arms mine!

Zarbon

As soon as the other Saiyajin startedslidslide down the wall I was there to catch him. I flipped him face down onto the ground, caught one of his legs in mine, and bent his arms back painfully, securing my hold. If he moved I could just twist them further and he was held immobile by the leverage I gained.

On top of that I held a very nice position pressed against his backside between his muscular thighs. I did not mind the blood. Never did.

I smiled broadly down at my catch and murmured soothingly to him as he growled and spat.

"Now now, we don't want you hurting yourself. It would not do for you to kill each other. Not at all. You understand that. I think that we should all just calm down... and pes wes we can negotiate terms." The man beneath me was not calming down very quickly, his tail lashed, striking the ground with audible snaps. I smirked and moved one hand to catch it in a tight but not painful grip. The touch caused him to freeze under the threat of what could happen if I pinched it none too gently.

Son Goku

Suddenly we were seped yed yet again and I growled at the loss of body contact. Then I was hit by a ki-blast too. It didn't really hurt me, but it was enough to knock me over and before I could recover I was pressed to the floor, my limbs secured and bent painfully and felt a heavy body press down upon mine.

I hissed furiously and tried to throw him off, but at that very moment he caught hold of my tail. I had totally forgotten that it thrashed around behind me.

I froze. Memories of excruciating pain crossed my mind.

Shit! SHIT! How could I have been so careless?

I dared not move, holding perfectly still, my erratic breathing the only sound, and the quivering of my over stimulated muscles the only movement.

"Let go! This is none of your concern!" I snarled angrily.

Vegeta

I tugged at the strong arm around my throat but could not pull it away. It tightened and choked off the air from my heaving lungs. I tried to buck and wrench away but I was held firmly against my attacker's body.

The scent of my rival was all around me but I could not reach him! I was trapped. The one thing that pervaded my mind was to take down my opponent and I could not. The frustration gnawed at me and I growled a choked groan while my captor pulled me even closer. Reality was barely starting to encroach upon my mind once again under the haze of hot bloodlust and fury. The warmth pressed against me, grinding at my back.

I wheezed, snarling at it. They dared to deny me what was rightfully mine! I would not be denied! I would kill him before I gave in! Slowly my thoughts started to clear but even as they did, the lack of oxygen while my blood sped through my veins was beginning to get to me. I struggled for precious air but the grip on my throat only tightened cutting it all away. I finally stopped, relaxing slightly as my lungs began to burn. I could hold out for a while but not longer than my captor.

Jeice

My arm around the prince�s neck held him securely threatening to suffocate him if he did not stop struggling. I pressed my body close to his, much closer than necessary to hold him. I hoped he felt and knew it.

I had to bite back a small moan at the delicious friction that powerful body was creating against mine. Slowly he ceased fighting and I felt him desperately trying to draw much needed air into his lungs.

This complete power I held over him at this moment was the biggest turn on I had ever had. If not for the other two in the room I might have tried my hit here and now, but I preferred a bit of privacy and no doubt better occasions would arise on this purge.

Zarbon

I leaned in closer to my captive, my tone was liand and friendly.

"That is not true. It is my concern. I am in charge here. I can't leave with four team mates and return with only two. Just imagine the paperwork I would have to fill out." I resettled myself into a more comfortable position. The body below me was so hot and tense and lean. I was enjoying myself immensely.

"You don't want to make my job harder than it already is, do you?" I did not take my hand from his tail. I could see that he was still too worked up to be thinking clearly and I did not want to have to hurt him too much... at least not yet.

"It is time to leave the room now, Goku. This will not be solved today." I continued calmly.

Vegeta

Finally a cold rush of air swept my throat and I relaxed a bit more. My mind clearing more and more by the second. I now identified the one holding me.

I was *not* where I wanted to be at all. I had to get Jeice to let go. I had to get some sort of space between us.

"I... I am calm. Let me go." I said with a gravely hushed hiss, my throat felt sore from all the yelling and from being nearly crushed.

Son Goku

My chest heaved up and down as that hand on my tail gripped just a tad bit tighter. It was not really painful, not yet, but the threat was distinct. From my position on the floor I looked around the room. Vegeta heldheld by Jeice and his expression was less than thrilled about the fact. He too was slowly calming, I could see it.

Suddenly I realized what I had done. I had gotten worked up about a damn piece of meat! All my resolutions had gone out of the window! Not only had I broken the vow I had given Vegeta before the real need arose - though food was very important to me it certainly did not dignify these extreme measures � but I had gotten myself into exactly the kind of trouble that I had wanted to avoid at all costs.

With the realisation my body slumped and lost all it's tension. My head went to the floor and I pressed my cheeks to the cold metal as I closed my eyes.

Damn. I should have better restraint than this! Instead of acting considerate and careful and trying to stay out of anything that might change the time-line I had done the complete opposite.

Yes, I was affected by Vegeta, yes, somehow he seemed to be the only one able to make ooseoose control like this, but still... I should know better!

I turned my head to try and look at Zarbon but found it impossible.

"Let go. I promise I'll stay away from him."

Jeice

Pity...

I almost wished he would not have given in so soon. I liked dominating him like this. Oh well... let him think about it. Looking forward to it was almost better than it happening for real.

I loosened my grip slightly.

"There... that�s better." I still wondered what had started the whole thing.

"Care to tell me what this was all about?" Carefully I let go of him though I still stayed near enough to feel the heat of his body.

Vegeta

I couldn't believe that this one argument had escalated so high. How could I have lost control enough to allow something like this to happen?!

I didn't know. I could barely remember any of it. It had been so fast and so violent. I had not intended to go so far. How could I have lost col eol enough to have to be restrained by *them*?!

Was I a fool?!

It was as much that other bastard�s fault as it was mine. He challenged me. He would not relent. He would not concede!

I felt my pulse begin to hitch again and I was sure that Jeice could tell. He was so close and he did not seem to be willing to back away. I quickly relaxed as much as I could again.

"No. It is none of your business." I stated stiffly, my voice was still pinched and raw. I glared over at where Son was being held. The idiot. I should have killed him. I would have. I could have. I was a fool to allow him to come here. I wanted to wrap my bare hands around his neck and...and...

Somehow I could not quite keep a grip on my rage. It seemed to bleed away and I suddenly was so very tired. Baka!

Zarbon

"I don't know..." I said thoughtfully.

"It was so very hard to get you two apart in the first place. I'm not sure that I can trust you. Can I trust you, Goku?" I asked sweetly into his ear. He was delightfully compliant now. It made me want to let go even less but this was not the time. The blood that had soaked into my clothing felt sticky and uncomfortable. I would wait for more favourable conditions.

"Perhaps you should come with me rather than staying by yourself."

Son Goku

"Yes, you can trust me! And I don�t need any babysitting! Now let go!" What was this guy doing... ? I could feel his breath tickling my neck. Was it absolutely necessary to stay that close? Okay so I had lost control but I promised, for heavens sake. He could back away now.

I was so tired. This day had been very demanding so far. I had no idea how late it was, but my body was still exhausted from the healing and I was not in my prime condition.

Plus� I was absolutely starving.

"I just want something to eat, dammit... and then I'm going to sleep." I didn't want anyone around. Not Jeice, not Zarbon and definitely not Vegeta. I recalled the ships interior, two bedrooms... Damn.

"I'm going to sleep in the common room. Now release me. I want to get away from here."

Zarbon

I sighed breathily.

"As you wish." I pulled back and let go of him, moving fluidly to my feet and brushing at the blood with a delicate frown.

"That was certainly a sight. I have heard of how vicious Saiyajin can be but I have only ever *heard* of such brutal fights. To see it first hand... I must remember to tread softly around you, Goku." I said with good natured teasing, casting him my best charming smile and giving him my hand to help him stand.

Jeice

"Hmm. As you wish." I let go of him so suddenly that he almost lost his balance and toppled over. The fight must have taken an extraordinary amount of energy from him. I looked at Son Goku with new respect. As far as I knew Vegeta was considered just about one of the strongest Saiyajin. If he had been able to stand up to him to this extent... I heard Son Goku�s statement and almost smirked. It seemed that Zarbon would have an even harder part than me. It was clear that this was a stubborn one.

"I think we better keep you two separated for tonight. Maybe I should share a room with you, Vegeta, just to make sure that... everything is going to be all right."

Son Goku

I ignored the outstretched hand and gracefully stood up, noticing the many sore places on my body in the process. There were no big injuries but I felt quite tender from the many places that had taken pressure.

I snorted at Zarbons coy retort and really looked around the room for the first time. The first thing I noticed was the sharp pang of blood in the air. I was surprised at the amount of the crimson fluid that was all over the place. Both of us hadll sll surface wounds and cuts, but they had bled pretty well.

I stretched, checking my body. No, nothing grave, but painful nevertheless.

�I�m leavig.� I stated, my voice calm and cold.

I didn't look back at Vegeta or the other occupants of the room but instead stepped out of the door and over to the small cleaning facility, intent on getting the sticky blood off my body.

Vegeta

I caught myself and straightened. Tensely I searched for some way to get away from the blonde.

"I am fine. I need no looking after. I will take my shift piloting..." I glanced between the two aliens after Son left.

"Who is supervising the navigation system?" I asked abruptly.

Zarbon

I smiled teasingly at the red alien, trying to ignore the Saiyajin who just left the room.

"Why, Jeice, isn't that your duty right now?" I asked him.

"It's been a while. You better run along back to it." I turned and sauntered slowly out of the room to clean myself up as well. I did not like being dirty. It was one of my pet peeves. I resigned to spending a long hour washing my hair thoroughly. I walked away, asking myself if I probably would be lucky enough to meet Goku in the hygiene cell.

Jeice

"I have set the course. It will do on its own till we approach Asora-sei now." I looked at them both as Zarbon walked out of the door. I was disappointed but not overly surprised at Vegeta's refusal.

"Well, then you should look out... for the navigation now. I will see you later... prince." I said.

Son Goku

After having cleaned up as best as I was able I went to search for a replacement for the torn spandex suit. I found it in a small wardrobe in the other bedroom. I quickly changed and then went back to the common room. I stared at the food producing machine for the longest time, musing about how all this had started because I wanted some meat and Vegeta had not wanted to share.

I really was not sure who was more to blame for the outcome. I still felt heat pulse through my body at the memory of the fight. This was probably the most intense experience I ever had.

Why was it always Vegeta? And why did we always have to fight? I did not really want to fight him. But he made me so furious! His voice, his behaviour, his arrogance! Even his damn scent!

I gritted my teeth and pressed the button. I abhorred the grey mass I got with all my heart but I had no choice. Either this or starve or get into another fight with Vegeta. I quickly swallowed the slop, trying not to taste it. Afterwards I sat down in one corner of the room.

It was not comfortable but I did not want to go back into that room and risk meeting any of the others.

This was so fucked up! And so embarrassing... And so hot...

With that thought I slowly slipped into the welcoming darkness of sleep. First I slept with one eye open as I did not feel safe at all, but soon exhaustion took over.

Vegeta

Once everyone was gone I sank onto my bunk and leaned back against the wall, not caring about the bloody rags I wore.

What the hell had come over me?! I had not been thinking things through for a while. I proved that when I had allowed that Son Goku to play upon my sympathies. I remembered exactly what the fight had been about. It had not been about food. It had been about that idiot's belligerent behaviour.

Thinking of the food though... I pulled the tray near and finished off what I had left.

I still stood by my logic in it but I had not needed to be so explicit about it. He had already shown that he did not react well to force. I should have been able to find another way. I shook my head. I had not thought of the consequences. I had been foolish. And in front of Zarbon of all people! Frieza would know every detail by the time we returned to the battleship. That Son was making things even harder than they would have been.

Finally I stood up and strode down to the com-centre to check the equipment. Then I headed back to clean myself up and get a new uniform. By now I should be able to do so in peace. Afterwards I settled myself in the pilot's chair and closed my eyes. I had not worn myself out this much in a fight in a long time. I had not even been severely wounded but I was exhausted. I drifted off to sleep knowing that if there were any problems the warning alarms would wake me. I needed to get my strength back.

~ to be continued ~
Outro (introducing our favourite mud wrestling Saiyajin)
Dark Serapha: *perches upon a lamp post which bears a flickering light bulb that casts murky shadows all around*

Well well... yet another instalment of our monumental work... I think this was rather hot and steamy, didn't you, my rogue? Having them tumble all over each other like that...

Rogue: Mmmm.... *shows a satisfied smirk, eyes half lidded* My tail is still puffed out twice its size. I had a hard time getting over that one scene.

Son Goku: *emerges from behind the corner and storms towards the lamp post, shaking it furiously as soon as he reaches it* How dare you try and starve me! This is intolerable! When I agreed to do this for you, you never ever mentioned the grey goo of hell!!

Dark Serapha: GAH! *nearly falls down lamp post and manages in last second to cling to it with toes and fingertips, wings flapping furiously*

Will you cut that out! You agreed to do everything we say as long as we include at least six lemons!

Rogue: *is suddenly displaced by a raging Saiyajin and grins* Son!! Down boy! If you aren't good to my angel I will have to msuresure that something much worse happens to you than starvation. *smirks evilly* Believe me. I have quite an imagination.

Dark Serapha: *manages to crawl up onto lamp post again, slowly straightening her ruffled feathers and glaring down at the enraged Saiyajin* You better believe her, I know her! She's going to do unspeakable things to you! *ponders* Oh wait, she's going to do that anyway... *shrugs* Well, too bad. You signed the contract and now you have to pull through with whatever we want to do...

Son Goku: *groans and slowly slumps down a brick wall, covering face with hands* What dido...o... Why me� *mumbles

Rogue: That's right. *gives a wide grin* You belong to us now. *slides a finger along a large muscled bicep* Forsake all hope and just be good. You may be rewarded later...

Vegeta: *stalks out from the shadows and glares around* I don't see why I am the one who has had to deal with all this shit so far! Nothing has happened to him other than what he brought on himself by trying to steal my food and act like an idiot! *crosses his arms indignantly*

Son Goku: *looks up hopefully* Rewarded? *eyes sparkle* Food? *drools

Dark Serapha: *groans and shakes head* I swear, getting those two together is harder than finding a reliable doujinshi source on the internet! Anyways, do you remember the challenge to our readers in the last outro, my lovely? *tries to ignore Son and Vegeta who are staring strangely at each other - you can't really see whether they want to kill each other or do something else�

Rogue: *sweatdrops* *presses hands to temples and stares up to the heavens* Oh boy... what one track minds... *smirks* Just like us, I guess. Challenge? You mean to guess who did which masterpiece...I mean character?

Dark Serapha: *nods* Yes. We got a few guesses...

Rogue: *sly smile* Yes, I saw. Somehow it is the consensus that I did Jeice. Which means that either I am a genius to have fooled them so perfectly...or I am absolutely horrible to have made it soooo obvious... Or that my wonderfully talented partner has just as much evil in her as I. *smiles and glances around at nothing in particular* Who knows...

Dark Serapha: *smirks knowingly* Well, we won't tell you yet... you can leave more guesses. And you can include Zarbon too. Maybe we'll tell you in the next chapter...

Rogue: Hmph. Maybe.

Dark Serapha: Well, my lovely, I think we have been joined by some others beside our dearest Saiyajin here at our shadowy street corners, haven't we?

Rogue *glances down to the ground and smiles* Aw yes. We seem to have gained a new pet. *reaches down and caresses Chibi Gemi's hair where she is chained to the corner* I love the fanatical loyalty. We won't get annoyed with you, love. You are welcome to stay and we will continue to supply your needs as long as you like. *looks back to angel* I told you our gathering would grow once they get addicted.

Dark Serapha: *smiles too then turns head and casts a glance into the shadows, smirking knowingly* Yes.. and I think I just saw our proud vampire Dynishra lurking back there in the shadows. I have a feeling that she finally gave up resistance and surrendered to the power of the blood and of the street corner�

Rogue: I have a feeling we shall see more of her from now on. Now that she has seen just a little more of the wares we have access to.

Dark Serapha: *turns gaze back to her partner in crime* But I must say I am quite disappointed at the reviews we get on fanfiction.net. *turns to readers* Hey you there! Is nobody beside Lauryn reading this or are you just too lazy to review? Hm? *scowls

Rogue: *sigh* Yes. It has been a bit disappointing. Our friends have ignored us it seems. If they care so little I have no qualms about retrieving my wasted efforts. I can sell my citrus elsewhere if they have no use for it. *frowns and shakes head* If they are not willing to come to my corner then they can suffer without.

Dark Serapha: *waves calmingly* Let's not be too strict with them, maybe they just forgot... but still I'd be more than happy to see a bit more enthusiasm there.

So... what is going to happen next... should we give them a hint, my dear Rogue?

Rogue: Heh, I suppose. *smirks* Well... The purge of course. Just how do you think Son will endure the bloodshed and screams for mercy? Do you think he can control himself while watching an entire civilisation turn to dust? *glances over to where the two Saiyajin seem to be snarling and staring each other down* Hmmm....

Dark Serapha: Oh you tease! You're falling back into the Vegeta mindset! You know just as well as me that in reality mmhmmphhmmph! *glares and growls at Rogue who is gagging her*

Rogue: *grips angel tightly* Hopefully Son will have at least a little more control than *you* do.

Dark Serapha: *indignantly removes gag from her mouth* Okay, okay, I got it! I won't tell... sheesh!

Rogue: I hope not. Remember the rule. Let them build up the ache and then give them just enough so that they come back for more. That is how a lucrative business like this one is run.

Dark Serapha: Pfff... *folds arms and stares pointedly into the shadows, then sighs and turns around again to face readers*

Okay, there's two more things I'd like to add. First, some readers have been asking us about the creation of different time-lines and such stuff.. *glares but then smirks winking* All I have to say to that is that some people are more intelligent than is good form them...! *growl

And others have asked about if there is going to be a chapter about what happens in the present with the other Vegeta. Would you like to answer that?

Rogue: I suppose that it is only fair to explore the family a bit. Have they even noticed that Son is gone? Do they care? What was up with Vegeta anyway. He was such a jerk. Well... he usually is a jerk... Anyway. We wio a o a *future* chapter soon. Even though the future does not exist at the moment... *looks thoughtful* Hmm... Now how does that work? The future does not exist... but Son came from the future... and he exists... but if he were killed or never born... but then... and the present... um... *stares off into space for a moment and then shakes it off* Whatever. It doesn't matter. What matters is that it will/did happen and that's it.

Dark Serapha: *sighs* You just can't stop teasing and confusing then, can you? Saying that the future does not exist at them moment! *shakes head* Forgive her, it's just the way she is... I guess we will leave you all now until the next chapter.. *walks over to Son, grabs his sleeve and starts ing ing him off into the dark

Son Goku:

...

...????

Hey! Where are we going?? I wasn't finished yet with Vegeta! Hey! HEY! You listening here? I WANT SOME DECENT FOOD!

Dark Serapha: *smirks* Are you coming, lovely? I want to get ready for the next chapter.. you know what�s coming up... Vegeta and Son will need all their strength.

Rogue: *smirks* *walks over and wraps her tail around her ouji's arm* Of course I am coming. Come with me, my prince. It is your chapter next time. *draws him away into the dark, following her angel* *pauses and smirks off into the night* Oh... And maybe, soon, sooner than you think... You will come to visit us, my lovely vampire. Instead of lurking in the shadows. *disappears*
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