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The Meaning of Pride	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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
- 21-20
- 22-21
- 23-22
- 24-23
- 25-24
- 26-25
- 27-26
- 28-27
- 29-28
- 30-29
- 31-30
- 32-31
- 33-32
- 34-33
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yes"> Bastard.

He
tasted every bit as good as he Vegeta did not want him to. He wanted to be disgusted, to be revolted as
he opened that mouth again, sucked on the blood that he had drew. Tasted the coppery perfection. Wondered how it was that someone could be
walking around all this time with this delicious taste and he had not known.

Hated
Kakarot because the idiot was so very capable of burrowing under his skin. Felt fingers on him. On his waist. Like he was a woman. Grabbed those wrists, pushed his hands off
him, felt them relent, pressed their mouths together harder. Felt his lungs burn, and when he couldn�t
stand it anymore, he pulled back.
Stared.

At
the lips he had bruised, at the dazed look, at the sloppily little grin. And hated it. Was proud of it. Look at
what he had done. Made the World�s
Strongest all wobbly in the knees. Made
him grin and lick his lips. Vegeta
licked his own lips, tasted that blood again.

Growled
in disgust. Because he wanted more of
it. All of it. Right now.
Patience was not his forte and he was not about to attempt to remind
himself that sometimes he could not have what he wanted. Because he wanted the idiot and the fool had
already said he wanted Vegeta. Called
him a coward, and Vegeta was no coward.

Watched
the tall one blink. Focus his eyes on
him and sigh. �What are we going to do
now, �Geta?�

�Going
to do about what, Kakarot?� Felt
annoyed that he was being asked this stupid question and even more annoyed as
he realized he had no idea. His brain
did not provide for any explanation beyond that he wanted to be kissing him
again. Wanted to shut him before Vegeta
had to realize that he wanted more of Kakarot.
Before he realized that this man before him was exactly what he�d always
told him he wasn�t.

A
Saiyan.

�Well� Where are you going to go? I don�t think Bulma�s happy about,� he made
a vague motion between them, �This.�

And a
pang went through. Because he was
betraying her. Because he had found
someone else that he wanted, and he couldn�t wait for her to die before he took
what he wanted. Didn�t think he could
spar with this idiot every day for years and wait for her to pass. Wanted to rip his own hair out in
frustration. Didn�t. Stood there and looked impervious. �I do not see how that is your concern.�

A
shake of his head, and Kakarot gave him a glare. �You know,� he said, �You don�t have to be mean to everyone that
you meet. Especially me. What am I going to do, tell everyone that
you made it through five seconds without insulting me?�

Didn�t
want to insult him, didn�t realize that he had been. But he had. Most of the
time he had known Kakarot. Insulted
him, was jealous of him. Wanted to be
closer to him and farther away and the conflicting desires were going to drive
him absolutely insane. Shifted,
considered dropping out of the Prince pose, and growled when he realized the taste
of the idiot was gone from his lips.
Moved forward, captured the mouth again. Licked the taste out of Kakarot.
Felt the heat and the smoothness of the other Saiyan�s mouth as it
opened under his and drew him in.

Thought
of Radditz�remembered like it was a million years ago, when he had fought the
man and beat him and trapped him under him and took him. Had used Radditz, but never felt like
this. Never wanted him like he wanted
Kakarot. And he felt all that want
drain down, weigh heavy.

Felt
Kakarot push back, grab his shoulders in his strong hands, hold him still as he
took over control, pushed his tongue into Vegeta, tilted the Prince�s head
where he wanted it and devoured him.
Didn�t want to fight. Wanted be pbe part of this man again. Didn�t want
to have to shout and argue and protest.
Didn�t want to hear his father�s voice in his ear lecturing him,
remember what it was like to stand and stare as his whole world was destroyed. Didn�t want to remember how he had killed
Nappa to give him a noble death and had regretted it every day since. Because he had murdered him for not
defeating Kakarot and Vegeta, himself, had never even done that.

Felt
arms close around him, pull him up and against the idiot. All those hard muscles pressed against him,
and he pushed back, felt arousal that was growing with every second.Opened his mouth wider, let himself be held
in those arms. Hated and loved that he
was absolutely safe.

Didn�t
want to fight again. Didn�t want to
force Kakarot to prove that he was stronger, didn�t want to have to submit
because he was defeated, want to be able to give in just once. To allow something to happen to him that did
not hurt, that would not destroy him.
Felt the lips leave his, felt Kakarot�s tongue as he licked Vegeta�s
lips, pressed soft kisses to his skin as he breathed against his neck.

Didn�t
want to have to hate Kakarot for defeating him and using him in the face of
that defeat. Wanted to be able to give
up everything just once. Like he had
given in to the moron and put on those damn earrings. Felt the lips move down, to his collarbone. Thought of what he was doing.

Wondered
if he was going to regret it.

~~~***

Well.

This
was certainly high on the list of things that Goku thought he would never, ever
do. Holding Vegeta cae ane and sucking
on his collarbone had to be right up there with having a tea party with Cell,
Freiza and kid Buu while he wore a dress and sang the soundtrack to Cats. Never thought it would happen.

Never
realized he wanted it to happen until he was here, and then he wanted it to
badly it made his whole body ache.
Didn�t exactly understand what he wanted. Just wanted. All of
it. Whatever it was. Wanted Vegeta, wanted him any way he could
get him. (Figured he was pretty close
to getting whatever he wanted, because Vegeta was tipping his head back to
allow him the space he needed to continue his exploration of the bronzed
skin.) Felt the hands go through his
hair, wrap up in the black locks and tug, but not to hurt him, just to pull his
head back up. Vegeta kissed him again,
pressed tighter against him.

This
was starting to make him dizzy.
Starting to make him wonder what the hell he was doing. Not that he was about to stop and reflect on
things. The time for reflection would
happen after he figured out what he wanted and coaxed it out of Vegeta. Felt legs close around his waist and
insanely, that made him shudder, made him wish he had a tail again so he could
be wagging it. Felt the sway of his
hips and Vegeta was pushing against him in that rhythm. (Only Vegeta had something to push against
and Goku was left with nothing but air.)

Broke
away from his mouth again, licked his lips and looked at Vegeta. Wanted to know, somehow, that this would not
backfire on him. That he wouldn�t wake
up tomorrow to fight that would be the end of one of them.

Didn�t
have time to reflect on that really, because his hands were pushing inside of
the insanely tight shirt that Vegeta wore, running across hot, sweat-slicked
skin. Watched the Prince�s face and
waited to see if he was going to object or give in or what. Had no idea what he was doing, but moved
anyway, dropped them down, to the ground.

Laid
Vegeta out with his back against the ground, kissed him again, felt a leg slip
between his and rub the erection he had not even been aware was there. Felt Vegeta�s hardness against his
stomach. Groaned, felt it roll from the
very pit of his stomach all the way up to his mouth and heard Vegeta�s
reciprocated moan.

Pushed
the shirt up, pulled it over Vegeta�s head, tossed it to one side, pressed his
hands to the muscled rib cage, ran up and down it. Kissed him again, felt hands pushing his gi down, off his
shoulders and tearing at the blue shirt.
Ripped it. Goku didn�t care, shuddered
when his skin pressed to Vegeta�s. Felt
something electric pass between them, primal.
Beautiful.

Was
pushed back when Vegeta shifted, opened his legs and then moved back down,
pressed his erection to Vegeta�s and ground down against him. Panted and stared and saw Vegeta staring at
him.

The
very air around them was crackling as they kissed again, pressed their chests
together, felt Vegeta�s hands on his skin and his hands on the hot skin under
him. Had no idea what came next as he
felt his hips thrust down to meet Vegeta�s jerking hips. Wanted to know so he could get to that
part.

Felt
Vegeta taking his gloves off, and then (for one of the very first times) felt
strong hands touch his skin. Shivered
and moaned again. Felt like an idiot and
wanted more of it. Didn�t care.

Pressed
one of his hands to Vegeta�s chest and moved his hand down, over the rigid
stomach, to the waist line of his pants, and into them. Wrapped his hand around the erection and
held him for just a second, felt the halt of breath in the chest under
him. Stopped kissing Vegeta to look at
him.

Braced
himself with his other arm as he pushed the pants out of his way and freed the
hardness, looked at it, and his hand around it. Smiled, heard Vegeta curse and then moved his hand. Watched the look on the Prince�s face. Watched him forget that he had to be perfect
all the time and just feel what was happening to him. Watched his whole body push back against Goku�s hand, in long
sinewy stretches. His mouth fell open,
his eyes slid shut, back arched, glistening with a sheen of sweat, and Goku
just watched. Moved his hand.

Wanted
to remember Vegeta this way for forever.

Heard
the pants of breath, the way all his muscles jerked and Vegeta�s hips were
pushing up harder, and Goku moved faster, tightened his hand. Felt something like it was exploding around
them as Vegeta screamed out something silently. Watched it happen, loved it.

Wanted
more of it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

I
can�t believe I just wrote that on two hours of sleep.

Gk: NO FAIR!

Vegeta: I love
it.

Gk: I�m starting
to think she likes you better. You
always get to the best part before me!

Vegeta: Well I am
the better looking one.

Gk: *gapes like a
fishy *

Vegeta: See. Which one of us is more attractive right
now?

Gk: *still gapping
like a guppy. *

Jaygoose:

The
�banging� should start just around the same time that Goku figures out what two
boys banging is supposed to be.

>Mechanical Butterfly:

I
can�t see them hugging. Maybe its just
me. I thought about it. Taking it step by painfully slow step but
then I couldn�t see them being all �Arg� and annoyed at themselves and each
other because they want to tear each other�s clothes off and then just
hugging. So, the kiss.

And
how do you like how this chapter ended?

Getarian:

Yeah,
I�ve read a lot of stories where Vegeta�s pride is the reason they don�t get along,
but mostly, as a Saiyan, I think Goku would respond to that pride and be like �He�s
proud; I like it.� While his human side is like �Gees, that guys got an ego.� So, Yeah. Not sure why I explained that, but there
it is.

"Hark,
but what bulge through yonder Spandex makes." Laughed until I was virtually
crying at the whole balcony scene, but this was my favorite line. Love it. (still laughing as I glance at the line.) Poor Radditz, his brother snuck in and stole away
the Prince. *starts laughing again. * Oh, I�m so copying this and keeping it.

Due to the fact that I am exhausted (with no sleep in sight) I�ll probably update later on Saturday. (Afternoon my time.) And as with last week, I won�t update on Sunday. Just to let you all know.
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