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Yaoi RPG	By : arvan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7199 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I don't have much warning to give, except for the foul words, possible yaoi scenes, the occasional random crap and whatnots. Not too sure yet.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except a few DBZ Mangas, DVDS, cards and a toy Vegeta. And this idea (with core elements from my friends)

Too much in one night

It was supposed to be a simple kill and steal. That was how they operated their business; set up a temporary stop point for unsuspecting visitors who came through their territory.
It was his gang’s job to finish up the task, all he had to do was to welcome their victims, oh pardon… ‘customers’ in and the occasion hit if their customer was too much for his men. For years he had done this, the routine was always the same; today, something was different. Brolly took another look at the unsuspecting guy in front of him.
It would be a pity to kill him.
Brolly ran his hands over Vegeta’s back, applying the minimum pressure required as he massaged into those tired muscles. It was rare to find a mage with such strong bone and muscle structure, one that was anything but physically frail. A priest, a mage with healing abilities… just the person he lacked in his gang of bandits.
And as luck would have it, this priest was a uke.
Brolly could scarcely believe his luck. His mind decided, Brolly returned the needle into his ring; barely a few seconds later, Turles came crashing into the sliding door, shocking them both.
“Turles?”
What was he doing here? He thought Turles didn’t like the hot water. Vegeta immediately realised something was wrong; he recognised the aura of danger in the air, the very vibe Turles was giving in reaction to their situation. That and the absence of his playful mood placed Vegeta on instant alert; much like the scenario of a recent memory relating to the forest fire before.
“Get away from him!” Turles send his dagger flying towards them, narrowly missing Vegeta by a thin margin. Brolly moved away quickly; the dagger missed its mark as it came to a halt, embedding itself into the floor as it did.
“Turles! What the hell?!” Vegeta recovered from his shock.
“Get out of there, Vegeta” Turles spoke, refusing to take his eyes off the guy in front of him. “This place’s a Thieves Den”
Vegeta understood what he meant. Brolly watched from the corner of his eye as Vegeta got out of the water with haste. Damn it, what were those fools doing… they should have taken care of the other one.
“Perceptive of you to have noticed, but you won’t leave this place alive” Brolly took a step back as a shower of blue aura surrounded him, giving him a boost of Strength, Defence and Constitution.
Vegeta responded by casting Chastity Shield on Turles.
(Chastity Shield cast. Turles – 10% less damage received)
(Turles HP – 96, 4032/4800)
Brolly rushed at them, giving them no time to react as he reached forward; grabbing Turles by his face before slamming him into the ground.
(Turles HP – 602, 3430/4800)
Fuck. He was quick and brutal. Using his hands for leverage, Turles pushed his lower body, propelled his legs upwards; knocking Brolly off balance with a solid double kick to his face. Temporary stunned by the unexpected action, Brolly released his hold on Turles, who then twisted his body; reappearing behind him.
He quickly followed up with Backstab, scoring a hit as he sank his blade into Brolly's flesh.
(Brolly HP – 284, ?/?)
“AH!” Brolly turned immediately, slamming his elbow into Turles as he did. The impact send Turles across to the other side, losing his other dagger in the process.
(Turles HP – 580, 2850/4800)
(Turles HP – 96, 2754/4800)
Shit... Turles cursed as he got up. The guy was powerful... his best ability had barely taken a decent amount off... a fighter then... a far cry from the front desk boy he thought he was earlier. This wasn't good at all... A fighter with high strength and defence, coupled with a large HP reserve... with his current health depleting, his strength not a match against a fighter and his medium HP volume... He did not stand a chance.
Brolly hissed as a single Holy Arrow burned his back, where his recent wound was.
(Brolly HP – 152, ?/?)
(Turles HP recovery +35%, HP+ 1680, 4434/4800)
Both guys turned towards Vegeta's direction. He was dressed and now with staff in hand, he looked ready to fight as well; his hard eyes pierced directly at Brolly.
Shit. Turles began to worry. If that muscle bag strike Vegeta, he would not be able to take it. Immediately he dashed forward, his dagger in hand. Brolly had seen it coming. With speed foreign to fighters, he had captured Turle's wrist; twisting it painfully, forcing him to release his weapon.
“Argh!!”
(Turles HP – 280, 4154/4800)
(Turles HP – 96, 4058/4800)
Smirking in triumph, Brolly let loose a series of heavy blows to his opponent's belly. Turles let out a silent groan as blood spilled from his lips.
(Turles HP – 650, 3408/4800)
(Turles HP – 575, 2833/4800)
(Critical! Turles HP – 880, 2033/4800)
(Turles HP – 632, 1401/4800)
“Turles!”
Brolly stopped, he turned as he heard the sound of footsteps running towards him. That decision had him seeing stars for a few seconds as Vegeta had just swung his staff at him; giving him a hard whack across his face.
(Brolly HP – 62, ?/?)
(Vegeta has increased Strength stats)
Brolly dropped Turles in favour of rubbing his face, glaring at Vegeta as he did. As expected, he changed his target; Brolly grabbed hold of Vegeta. Vegeta braced himself for the impact that was to come, hissing as his back met the rock formation of the hot spring... though strangely it wasn't as hard an impact as he expected it to be. He looked up, just as Brolly towered over him.
“I've decided not to kill you. Don't make me change my mind”
Vegeta glared, baring his teeth at the obvious, unwanted come on, the bastard in front of him was throwing his way; cringing with disgust as that same bastard started closing the distance between them.
“Vege...ta...” Turles could barely focus, damn... not now... got to... get to him...
(Turles HP – 96, 1305/4800)
“ARRGHHHH!!! My eye!”
(Critical! Brolly HP – 645, ?/?)
Vegeta kicked Brolly, distancing himself from him; he was lucky the bigger man was distracted from his pain. It had been a lucky shot, using the dagger which had been embed into the ground earlier; concealing it in his robes had been a gamble and getting the bigger man to approach him close enough and not kill him, had him use at least a years' worth of luck.
He quickly made his way to Turles, using his own shoulder as a support while Turles leaned heavily against him, unable to steady himself without aid.
They had to escape.

Goku stared at the structure in front of them... an inn? In the middle of nowhere. Wow! How convenient!
“Hey why don't we crash here for the night? And see if they got any information for us?”
“Sounds good, I don't think I want to walk or set up camp in these hills... in case of bandits...” Tarble jumped when he heard an owl.
“Hey anyone in?” Goku called from outside... no one answered.
“Guess no one's in... or they're all asleep? Tarble peeped into the Inn's sliding door.
“That's strange... let's go inside and see if we can find someone” Goku took the lead, stepping into the inn. “Hello? Anyone home?”
Silence....
“You think the bandits got them... This is Bandit Hill.... so it's not a surprise...” Tarble stayed close to Goku.
“Yeah maybe... maybe we should try to... ?!” Goku steadied his sword at his side, it was vibrating again. “Tarble... we have company”
And true enough, they saw them... with blades, daggers and all... bandits.
“There's too many of them...” Goku realised they were surrounded; 20 bandits at least. “Prepare yourself, Tarble...” Goku looked from the corner of his eye... !?! Quickly he jumped aside as Tarble's Fire Wall exploded from the ground up, spreading like a running wildfire towards their enemies.
(Goku has increased Agility stats)
Goku took care the stray ones as they escaped the flames, preventing them from replenishing their HP. Between having to avoid Tarble's magic and Goku's skills, and the fact that rouges tend to have less HP and a low defence to magic just like fighters; this was more than enough to keep them occupied and incapacitated.
They had to be quick; while the bandits were of no match to Tarble's magic and Goku's strength, they were very agile and able to fight both close range and far.
“Tarble! Duck!” Goku stabbed another guy before he could Backstab Tarble. They were zooming in on the Wizard, the one who has the weakest defence, the lowest HP and of course the one dealing the most damage currently.
“Goku look out!” Tarble cast a fireball, sending it towards Goku's attacker, He was getting better, that was a 'perfect' aim; hitting them both Goku and his attacker off their feet... sending them both crashing onto the ground. At least the rouge had died...
(Goku HP – 380, 2720/3100)
“Tarble... thanks...” Goku got up from the floor.
“I'm so sorry!” Tarble apologised frantically.
A moment of pause and they were surrounded by the remaining thieves. Man... they were fast... Goku wouldn't be able to fend them off and protect Tarble at the same time. Alright then... Goku took out a High HP potion.
“Tarble, do your worse. Don't worry, I'm prepared”
“OK! Earthquake!” Tarble cast his AoE spell, tossing everyone caught in it's radius in all directions, shaking the ground so violently, none were able to get up or stand. Tarble cast it twice in a roll for more damage, while Goku quickly replenish his HP in between the damages.
(Goku HP – 510, 2210/3100)
(Goku HP – 430, 1780/3100)
(Goku HP – 620, 1160/3100)
(High HP potion used. Goku HP + 3000, 3100/3100)
(Goku HP – 415, 2685/3100)

“You...” Brolly growled as he pulled the dagger from his eye, throwing it down in his rage. He turned immediately to where Vegeta was, spotting them as they attempted to flee. They will suffer for this!
The ground shook, knocking Brolly's balance from under his feet. What was going on out there!? Brolly turned his gaze briefly to the sliding door, unable to see beyond it in order to determine the problem. Fuck! He quickly returned his attention to the other two.
They were gone.
A stream of colourful insults escaped his lips, his blood boiling in his veins. He got up, about to go after them when the ground shook a second time. Fuck that! He'll get them later, he rushed towards the hall instead.
He forced the door aside, just in time to see Tarble casting yet another spell and beside him was someone who looked so suspiciously like that other bastard before!
“Wind Slash!” Goku smite 3 men subsequently, one followed by another. After so many fights and the duration of time he had the skill; he never suspected it to be a AoE attack. An accidental discover during one of the battles while on his journey with Tarble had changed that. Now that he knew... he was on his way to becoming near unstoppable.
“Earthquake!”
Got to watch out for magic though! Goku retreated hastily, les he be caught in Tarble's spell.
Brolly steadied himself, using the wall for support; watching as his men went down one after the other as the spell depleted them of their HP. Then he noticed something as well... the wall he was leaning on was starting to show cracks and it was spreading across the walls and celling.
Goku noticed as well, as clay and debris started to fall in from above them. “Tarble, let's go!” Goku grabbed Tarble to him, before making a hasty retreat from the hall and out the door. The structure collapsed just seconds after them.
“That was too close... come on... we better not stay here...”
Tarble did not hesitate, as much as he didn't want to travel in these hills; anywhere would seem better than where they've just been. They quickly left the scene.
…
All became quiet...
Some time in the night however, the piece of the debris shifted.
With a strained huff, Brolly threw the huge part of the wall off him. 5 others joined him as they emerged from the mess that was once an Inn. Brolly looked around with his single, working eye as he took in the sight of the overall damage. Fury quickly replaced his pain. His scream echoed, his aura pushing everything aside.
“It's not over boss. They won't get away with this insult” one of his men approached him with the healing salve and potions.
Brolly calmed himself down, but barely. He nodded, his fury far from extinguished; he brought his hand over his injured eye. “They will pay”

Vegeta sighed with relief... no one followed them...
“We should be safe here. What's wrong with you?” Vegeta had already healed Turles twice and still his HP was depleting.
“Poison...”
“Fuck...” Vegeta cursed... he had not taken their bags during their escape. They didn't have any potions or herbs with them. “I'll go see if I can get some antidote herbs” A hand stopped him before he could leave the cave.
“Don't... if you go out there... who knows what could happen...”
“Don't be an idiot! You'll die at this rate! I can't neutralise the fucking thing!”
“It's fine... the effects won't last long... Once the fever passes... I'll be fine. I don't want you going outside... if that muscle cow is still out there...”
“For someone who uses poison, you would have expected them to be immune” Vegeta crossed his arms.
“Well you're a priest... why aren't you immune to wounds?”
(Turles HP – 96, 4032/4800)
“Point noted. Fine. I'll keep healing you when your HP gets too low, but if you fucking die on me after all that hard work” Vegeta sat down again, casting heal once again.
(Turles HP recovery +35%, HP+ 1680, 4800/4800)
“Being cared for, by you. It's a good way to go” he smiled lightly. “How the roles have changed... eh? Back then... I was the caregiver... when I stripped you down and applied that salve on you... and you oblivious to everything”
“You're lucky I can't hit you now” he grumbled.
“Better me than you...” Turles sighed softly.
(Vegeta and Turles has scored +10 Love points, relationship improved)
“Shut up...” Vegata turned away. “Turles?”
Vegeta looked down as Turles fell into unconsciousness. His head and cheeks were warm... the fever had already set in. Vegeta removed a piece of his garment, soaking it with water; he sponged Turles down as best he could before placing it on his temple. Thankfully, his HP had stopped depleting, now he would have to fight the fever.
…
Vegeta stayed awake, keeping constant vigilance for any signs of danger. It was then that a strain sound caught his attention, it was coming from Turles. The guy was restless, his breathing was irregular and his teeth were chattering. Vegeta touched his hands, they were cold; and his face was still warm... Turle's body temperature was dropping...
Vegeta removed the outer layer of his robes, draping it over Turles like a blanket. It wasn't enough, damn it... Turles was still shivering... There was nothing more he could give, except.... oh no... no... Vegeta blushed, cursing as a crazy idea came to mind. He hesitated for a moment before inhaling a deep breath, got up to his feet and in an exasperated tone...
“Fine! Fucking, damn game! If you're so dead bend on pimping me out!” Vegeta grumbled as he removed the rest of his robe, till he wore nothing more than the black leather underwear. He took a deep breath, then calmly he went under the covers with Turles; pressing his body against him, sharing his warmth.
“You better appreciate this... bastard...”
As expected, within a few moments Turles had started to relax, breathing normally as rest returned to him.
Vegeta sighed, relieved it had worked. He tried to stay awake, but after everything that took place tonight... he couldn't. Vegeta slept against his will, the sound of Turles' heartbeat comforting him as he snoozed.
…
Vegeta woke up to the sensation of a finger tracing his back... this was familiar and for once he was glad for it. He looked up.
“Morning” Well Turles seemed better already.
“Great. You're up and well now” Vegeta started to get up when a pair of arms pulled him back down again.
“Turles...” Vegeta warned.
“Just a little longer... I'd like to hold you this way... just a little longer” his arms remained, keeping Vegeta close for a little longer. “Thanks... for last night“
“You did the same for me before, now let me up” Vegeta pressed a hand against Turles' chest.
“I guess I did” Turles smirked. “So... did you do anything to me while I was unconscious?” he couldn't resist teasing him, using the exact same words Vegeta had said before.
“You wish! Now let me up!” Vegeta pushed himself off Turles, slipping out of the robe he used for Turles' blanket before snatching it up.
Turles turned as Vegeta moved towards the back, watching him as he brushed his robe clean. Turles scanned his eyes all over Vegeta's form as he moved before fixating his eyes on that very spot... his black underwear just barely shielding it from his view. An oval, reddish mark, just slightly above and in the middle position of his hips; signifying he was a uke. Turles got up, slowly made his way towards Vegeta; not once taking his eyes off him.
“What do you want, Turles” Vegeta started to dress when Turles grabbed him by his shoulders, turning him around to face him. “What the hell!?” Vegeta's breath stilled the moment Turles stepped too close, into his personal space. “Turles?”
At that moment, Turles seized Vegeta's lips in a firm kiss; using his body to block off any possible retaliation or escape.

To be continued ~

3:18 am... Oh my head and my eyes... I swear this challenge is pushing me beyond my limits and my imagination. I think I seriously need a loooooong break.
As always I hope you all enjoyed it. And don't forget to let me know what you think.
I hope to see you all again soon ~ XD
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