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Puss in Boots	By : Johnnyjosh Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1898 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Puss in Boots part 7.

By Johnnyjosh aka Zoicyte
Maxwell

Rating; NC-17

Fandom: DBZ, crossed with the
Puss in Boots fable.

Warnings; Yaoi, lime,
language, violence.

Couple; Yamcha/Vegeta,
Korin/Puar. (Don�t look at me like that! T_T You�ll see, just read!)

Notes; Crossover, OOC, AU, TWT,
general insanity. Yet another of JJ�s
Fabulously Fractured Fairy Tales *LOL*.

Disclaimer; Don�t own DBZ or
Puss in Boots, and am making no money from this.

Archive;
geocities.com/johnnyjosh/index.html
Others, please ask first.

And please, no MST�ing.

Thanks to Anubiset for beta
reading.

�Speaking�

*thoughts* also used for
Celera�s signing

~~oOo~~ Change of scene or
POV.

~~oOo~~

�I think we accomplished some of our mission, although I
don�t think Yamcha will be pleased with any of us for a little while...� Puar
winced, as she looked at her friend.

�Prince Vegeta, get up, can you not see that man is
hurt?� Bardock snapped, before he reached
down and grabbed Vegeta by the arm, then proceeded to unceremoniously haul the
prince to his feet. �Come, let�s get
him into the castle,� he grabbed Yamcha under the arms, and Dom rushed to help,
Herve opting to stay behind and tend to the displays.

�Come on then, let�s get him into the castle. I recognize you.� Bardock said to Dom. �You
are all with Ox and his family, no?�
Dom nodded mutely, as he stared down at Yamcha worriedly. �Very well, he will have a room in the
castle as well, let�s take him up to his room, and I�ll ask for a healer.�

~~oOo~~

�Oh my goodness!�
Chichi, Fifi and Bibi were on their feet instantly, worried over their
injured friend. Ox and Roshi stood
beside them, their questions unheeded in the commotion.

�Step aside,� Bardock growled impatiently. �We need to get him to his room first, then
we can get answers,� he sighed as the family refused to move.

�WHAT�S GOING ON?!�
King Vegeta bellowed, as he stood at the head of the table and glowered at
everyone, Celera by his side.

Bardock scowled at the Prince. �Well, sire, it seems that your son has taken to assaulting
innocent people in the marketplace. He
slammed into this poor young man, injuring him. I�m not sure of the extent of his injuries, if these people would
kindly MOVE,� he shouted, and glared at them all. �Perhaps, then, we could get him up to his room, and find
out.�

King Vegeta�s eyes flashed with anger, before his gaze
snapped to his son. �You attacked this
man? Why?� He demanded.

�I DID NOT!� Prince
Vegeta hollered. �It was an
accident! Korin was running away, and I
was trying to catch him, and...oh no!
Korin!� He looked around
frantically, then let out a relieved sigh when the huge white cat leapt onto
his shoulder. �But...where�s the other
one?� He scowled as Puar leapt onto his
other shoulder and licked his cheek.
�This is all your fault, you know,� he frowned blackly at her.

�Yes, I remember seeing those cats racing out of here,
Vegeta hot on their heels,� Roshi
nodded.

�I know, they nearly bowled me over leaving the castle,
without an escort, I might add,� Bardock glared.

Celera tapped Bardock on the shoulder. *Take him up to his
room, I�ll be there shortly. Bring
Prince Vegeta with you,*she turned and went to get some supplies.

~~oOo~~

Several minutes later, Celera entered Yamcha�s room. She winced as she saw the bruising on his
back, as well as numerous splinters. *Very well, let�s get started then,* she
gestured, after handing her bag to the Prince.

�What do you want me to do with these?� Vegeta demanded.

*Well, seeing that you caused the injuries, I think it�s
only fair that you tend to his wounds,* she gestured.

�Hmph,� Vegeta
pouted. �I�m a prince, not a healer.�

�She�s right,� Bardock hissed at him. �You were careless today, this needn�t have
happened.�

�Now see here, my son is not...� King Vegeta fell silent, as he found himself on the receiving end
of twin glares from his wife and Bardock.
�Oh, alright,� he grumbled, stomping out. �Mind you, watch him, Bardock.�

Bardock smirked at Celera.
�Good idea, my Queen, making the Prince tend to him, teach him a
lesson,� he turned to Ox and his family.
�What do you say we all go down and finish breakfast? They don�t need our help, and your friend
will need rest, after his wounds are taken care of.�

�Yes, you�re right, although I can�t eat right now, I must
get back to my goods, I have work to do,� Ox said, and Dom nodded in agreement.

�And we�re going to look at all the lovely fabrics and
jewelry. Not to mention the eligible
young men wandering about.� Fifi
smiled, and shooed the girls out.

Bardock stood and watched for several minutes, observing
the Prince as the young man carefully cleaned Yamcha�s wounds, fingers ghosting
over smooth skin. *Don�t get too
interested, son.* Bardock thought with a frown. *Your father is still intent on
announcing your supposed engagement tomorrow,* he set his jaw and quietly left
the room. *I have to find a way to put a stop to this, for I can see it all
ending very badly if he pushes ahead with it,* he turned and stepped out into
the hall, only to find the King waiting for him. �What is it?� He asked
softly, noticing the troubled frown on the other man�s face.

�There�s something familiar about that young man, but I
can�t quite figure out where, or when, I might have seen him before,� the King
pondered, pacing back and forth across the hall.

�Mm hmm...� Bardock
nodded, stroking his chin. �I thought
so too when I first saw him. Even
Vegeta acted strange when he saw him, like he was trying to place his
face.�

�Hmm,� King Vegeta
shook his head. �I�ll think about it
over breakfast, I�m sure it will come to me eventually.�

~~oOo~~

Nearly an hour later, Vegeta and Celera finally removed all
the splinters from Yamcha�s skin, applied healing herbs, and bandaged him up.

*Well, he should be fine after a bit of rest,* Celera
gestured. *Come on, let us go and have something to eat.*

�No, I�m going to sit with him a bit longer,� Vegeta said. �There�s something about him, something familiar.�

*All right, if you need anything, we�ll be downstairs,* she
left quietly.

Several minutes later, Yamcha woke up to the sensation of someone
staring at him. �You�re the brat that
hit me,� he muttered, turning over onto his side. �What�d you do that for?�

�I didn�t mean it, I was chasing my cat, Korin...�

�Korin!� Yamcha sat
up, wincing. �Then, that means...you�re
Prince Vegeta?�

Vegeta narrowed his eyes.
�How do you know about Korin,� he asked.

�Oh, ah..long story,� Yamcha chuckled nervously, then put
one hand up behind his head.

�It wouldn�t involve a talking, blue cat, would it?� Vegeta scowled at the two cats that sat
quietly in the corner.

�Puar,� Yamcha said sharply. �What�s going on?�

�Er...ah...well, we didn�t mean for it to happen, Prince
Vegeta came out into the hallway at the wrong time, and sort of overheard me talking,�
she buried her face in the blankets, Korin jumping up and nuzzling her. Puar quickly explained about the chase, and
the last minute plan. �We thought it
was the perfect time for you and Vegeta to run into each othe,� she said, then
slapped a paw over her mouth as she realized she�d just given away their whole
plan.

Neither man seemed to notice her slip, as Vegeta started to
fire off questions, Yamcha doing his best to answer.

�Hold it!� Puar
cried, holding up a paw. �I think we
need to start from the very beginning, intertwining both stories to it makes
sense,� she sat on Yamcha�s lap and recounted the tales of the Marquis of
Carab, Oolong�s appearance, the destruction of the Marquis and his family, her
and Korin�s tale, and then finished with their curse.

�So you see, Prince Vegeta, as soon as Korin and Puar help
us find true love, their curse is lifted,� Yamcha said.

Puar ducked her head.
�Well, it�s not quite that simple.�

�Huh? What do you
mean?� Yamcha looked down in surprise.

�Well, there�s a little problem. It seems Korin hasn�t been able to get King Vegeta and Bardock
together, quite yet,� Puar sighed.

�King Vegeta, and Bardock?� Yamcha asked, confused.

Vegeta stared at her thoughtfully for a few minutes,
wondering how she knew about that.
�We�ll worry about that later, right now we need to think of a way to
get me out of this stupid wedding father intends to announce tomorrow,� he
growled. �I can tell you for certain
that blue haired bimbo is most definitely not my true love,� he frowned, then a
sly smile crossed his face. �I may have
a tale or two to share with you as well.�
Vegeta said softly, launching into the story of his own birth, and that
of his brother, Raditz.

�Oh, my gosh...�
Yamcha sat, stunned as he processed what he�d just heard. �So Saiyan males can have children? That�s amazing!� He looked down at Puar.
�I�d heard gossip, but nothing that sounded plausible. But it�s all true, isn�t it?� Yamcha looked up at Vegeta. �But your father�s married, how can we help
you two if he�s already married?�

Vegeta smiled.
�My...well, Celera knows all about them, and she is all for it. Her marriage to father was one of
convenience, rather than love. She knew
about Raditz and I all along,� he shook his head. �She seems to like the idea of father and Bardock finally
admitting the depth of their feelings for each other.�

�Well, I�d like it too!
Then we�ll be one step closer to getting out of these cat bodies,� Puar
snapped. �Now, come on then, let�s
think of a way to get you out of this wedding.�

Vegeta smirked evilly, chuckling quietly. �I�ve got a plan in mind already.�

�You do?� Yamcha
grinned at him, and Vegeta was struck by the man�s good looks.

*This deception of mine won�t be much of a lie at all if he
keeps smiling at me like that, * Vegeta thought, resting a hand on Yamcha�s
leg. �Yes, I do. Here�s what I
propose,� he quietly told them of his plan.

Minutes later, Puar giggled and nearly rolled off the bed,
Korin snickering quietly beside her.

Yamcha stared at the Prince, blushing furiously. �Well, alright, if you�re sure he won�t kill
me...�

�I�m sure.� Vegeta
chuckled. �Puar, all you have to do is
get Bardock and father to come to my bedchamber, tonight, after Yamcha�s
friends retire for the night. He and I
will take care of the rest,� he grinned.

~~oOo~~

Roughly twelve hours later...

�Are you sure this is going to work?� Yamcha asked, limping into Vegeta�s room after
him, looking around nervously. �What�s
to stop your parents from just ripping me apart on the spot?�

�Because there will be the possibility that I could already
be pregnant, right? So why bother
now? They�ll probably be looking for
ways to hide my condition, and they can�t very well marry me off while I�m
carrying, now can they?� Vegeta purred,
running his hands over Yamcha�s broad shoulders.

�W...well, n...n...no...�
Yamcha stuttered, as Vegeta�s small hands dropped down, and the Prince
pinched and rolled his nipples gently.

�Nn..Vegeta, are you sure we...should actually, I mean, � his
protest was silenced as Vegeta�s lips covered his, the Prince�s tongue flicking
out to run over his bottom lip. �Prince
V...Vegeta,� Yamcha moaned as the smaller man�s fingers ghosted over his
abdomen, then slipped down to caress him through his pants. Yamcha gasped, then arched his back as
Vegeta trailed burning kisses across his chest, then moved up to lick and nibble
lightly at his throat.

�Hnn, Vegeta,� he groaned softly, eyes sliding closed. �Are you sure? I mean...I know this is a farce to fool your father, but I just�
I don�t know...�

�Hush.� Vegeta
commanded softly, growling under his breath as he pulled impatiently at
Yamcha�s clothes. �I know what I�m
doing.�

�But you said we were just gonna act like...� Yamcha was
cut off, as Vegeta�s lips found his once again in a heated kiss.

�I said no such thing, I said they were going to catch us
after the act was finished, at no time did I imply we were just going to
_pretend_ to have sex,� the Prince leered at him, as he led Yamcha over to the
bed.

Yamcha allowed himself to be drawn over to the massive bed
that dominated the room, watching through hooded eyes as the Prince sprawled
out in the center of it, beckoning him with one graceful hand.

�I�m
waiting,� Vegeta purred, stretching
languidly, then arching his back and narrowing his eyes at the other man. *I�m glad I got over the embarrassment of
reading those damn journals,* he thought with a smirk, remembering the
painstaking detail with which his father had described his encounters with
Bardock in the books. *At least now
I�ve got a good idea of exactly what needs to happen tonight�*

Yamcha needed no further encouragement. He clamored onto the bed, and settled
between the Prince�s thighs, moaning as those muscular legs clamped tightly
around his waist. �Vegeta,� he gasped
as the Saiyan began rocking his hips, causing their hardened lengths to rub
together. Yamcha growled softly and
buried his head in the crook of Vegeta�s neck, finding and matching his
rhythm.

He looked down in surprise as the Prince snarled suddenly,
pushing him away.

Vegeta picked up a bottle of oil from the table beside the
bed, pouring some into the palm of his hand, then handing it to Yamcha. �Put that on your fingers,� he said quietly. �You�ll have to prepare me.�

Yamcha looked at him for a moment, confused, then moaned
loudly, nearly dropping the bottle as Vegeta�s oil coated hands wrapped firmly
around his erection, squeezing and stroking roughly. �V..Vegeta!� He cried,
writhing and bucking. �Please,� he
whispered, beginning to tremble.

Vegeta smirked up at him.
�I don�t think either of us will last very long, will we?� He laced his fingers with Yamcha�s, coating
the other man�s hand with oil, and then guiding it down to his entrance. �Here,� he whispered, darting his head
forward and kissing his lover.

Yamcha pushed gently against the tight ring of muscle,
slipping a finger inside Vegeta. He
paused when the smaller man grunted, stiffening in his arms at the
invasion.

Vegeta growled low in his throat and broke the kiss. �Keep going, if I wanted you to stop,
believe me, you�d know about it,� he snapped, reclaiming the other man�s lips
in a bruising kiss.

Yamcha laughed softly.
�Yes, I can believe it,� he whispered, nuzzling his lover�s cheek as he
slid a second finger into him, scissoring the digits inside him.

Vegeta closed his eyes, relaxing under the other man�s
gentle touch. Suddenly his eyes snapped
open, a small sound escaping him as Yamcha�s fingers brushed against something
that sent pleasant shocks rippling through his body.

�Hmm?� Yamcha
looked down as Vegeta began to whimper softly, hips rocking up toward his hand,
the Prince�s hands gripping his biceps tightly.

�Yamcha,� Vegeta
whispered, reaching down and trying to move the other man�s hand away. �I want you...inside of me.�

Yamcha braced his weight on his arms, looking down at his lover
intently. �You sure you�re ready?� He asked quietly. Vegeta nodded, staring up at him through glittering, slitted
eyes. �All right, then,� He leaned down and kissed the Prince, moving
up until the tip of his cock brushed against Vegeta�s entrance.

Both men moaned, as Yamcha slowly pushed into Vegeta,
leaning down to kiss Vegeta�s shoulder, as the Prince nipped lightly up and
down the side of Yamcha�s neck. Vegeta
slid his arms around Yamcha�s shoulders, as Yamcha gripped his hips, then they
began to move in unison.

Soft panting and whispered pleas floated through the air as
the two men clung to each other, lips meeting in fiery kisses, hands roaming
over sweaty skin.

�Yamcha,� Vegeta
purred, legs tightening around his lover.
�Faster...�

He shook his head stubbornly. �I want to enjoy this,� he panted, reaching up to run his fingers
through the Prince�s stiff spiky hair.

�Remember, they�re supposed to catch us after the fact,
when it�s too late to do anything about it, not halfway through,� Vegeta
chuckled.

Yamcha faltered for a second, the thought of the King and
Bardock walking in on them any second chilling his blood. �I don�t like having to rush, my first time
with you.�

�Well, would you rather this plan fail, and we all get in
heaps of trouble over nothing?� Vegeta
nibbled on his lover�s lower lip. �I
want them to think I may have already conceived, so they can�t force me to
marry,� he stroked Yamcha�s cheek gently.
�Besides, you�re frustrating the hell out of me!� Vegeta hissed, bucking his hips for
emphasis. �I want more,� he growled.

Yamcha laughed softly.
�Very well, but know that I will find a way to corner you somewhere, and
then I�ll be taking my time with you.
You think I�m frustrating you now?
Just you wait,� he smirked at his lover.

�Yamcha! Do
it!� Vegeta demanded, digging his
fingertips into Yamcha�s shoulders.

�As you command, my Prince,� he said softly, drawing his
hips back and slamming into his lover.
He shivered at the sharp cries torn from the Prince�s throat as he took
him hard, and fast.

Vegeta threw his head back, eyes closing as he began to
tremble uncontrollably. �Ahnn...yes,
Yamcha!� He shouted, body jerking as he
climaxed, his seed spilling onto his own chest and stomach.

Yamcha growled and panted, thrusting a few more times. Just as he was about to cum, he pulled out
of his lover, groaning as his own essence pooled on the sheet below them.

�What...why did you,� Vegeta started to ask, then
paused. �Oh, yes,� he smiled slightly,
wrapping his arms around his lover�s neck as Yamcha collapsed on top of
him.

Both men jerked, each letting out a startled cry as the
door was kicked open. There stood a
shocked Bardock, a stunned Roshi, and an enraged King Vegeta.

�Get off that bed you...you,� the King was at a loss for
words as he took in the sight of Yamcha, lying on top of his son.

�Too late, father,� Vegeta smiled slyly at him. �We�ve already done the deed. Now I see why you relented and did it twice,
with Bardock,� he squirmed slightly beneath Yamcha, kicking off the covers
enough to reveal their nakedness, and compromising position. �I must say, I rather like being on the
bottom,� he snickered as Bardock slammed his fist into the wall.

�Dammit boy, stop this lunacy! Get off of him!� Bardock
shouted at Yamcha.

�There�s no point, now,� Vegeta sneered, wrapping his legs
around his lover. �We�ve already done
it, twice to be exact, I�m sure to be pregnant. After all, it only took you and father one try each to get each
other with child. Right...
Mother?�

Bardock slumped against the wall, staring at his son in
horror. �You...you know?� He rasped.

All of them froze when a single, loud thud resounded
through the room, as King Vegeta passed out cold.

To Be Continued...

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