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A Prince Among Men	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5216 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Prince Among Men
- 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-Echoes
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A Prince Among Men

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WARNINGS
AND SALUTATIONS:

a.
No, DBZ isn�t mine. DBGT sure
the hell ain�t mine.

b.
Yes, this is technically an AU.
But all fanfiction is AU otherwise we would all be sitting around
reading different folks versions of the DBZ scripts.

c.
I firmly believe that all Saiyans are potty-mouthed, overly horny,
overly muscular men that get in fights, have tons of sex and eat all the time,
while cursing. I also believe that
Homosexuality is not bad, and write about it to satisfy my own sick little
mind. Thus: SEX. SAIYANS. SLASH.

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When
reality did return, Vegeta found himself dressed again. Just pants, and he had to blink, try to
think through the distorted sense of reality, through the draining feeling of
the ki rings and the ache in his tail, and there was a hand on his arm holding
him�a warm hand, but a smaller hand that that moron had. He looked at the person responsible for his
continued ability to stand, and found that he was looking at one of the
smirking twins. The younger one, he
thought�and wondered how he knew that�and the boy turned to look at him too.

�Its
alright,� he said, �I�ll have you fixed up soon, I swear.�

There
was another voice, an angrier one, and he couldn�t concentrate hard enough to
hear it exactly. Saw that the other
twin was with Kakarot, saw that there was real anger there, wondered if they
were feeling the anger that he couldn�t.
And wanted to smile, didn�t have the energy.

�Dammit,�
the smirking one said, spoke to his brother in a different language, and then
hoisted him�the Prince�straight up off his feet and carried him away. Out of the camp, away from the moronic hoots
and hollers, and the whistles and catcalls.
Carried him to a stream�a rather deep one�and set him down. Undressed him, and carried him into the
water. �Oh I can�t believe I�m doing
this.� And then he pulled something out of the pocket of his pants�strange
pants too�and magically had a washclothe in his hand.

Vegeta
was insanely happy about this.
Deliriously happy, in fact. But
he felt drugged, so he just stood still, focused on remaining standing and let
the little smirker wash him off. Found
himself being carried back to the bank, dressed in a clean pair of pants, and
then, laid down. Saw the sigh that the
twin muttered.

�Alright,
Now before you go thinking I brought you out here to molest you, I�m going to
help. Unfortunately, I only know how to
do this with my mouth.� And then he
shuddered�something akin to disgust�and dropped his mouth down to Vegeta�s
chest. Toyed with the ring on his
nipple for a moment and then sucked on it, manipulated it with his tongue in a
weird, almost clinical way, and then, like someone had punched a whole through
the fog that was covering him, Vegeta felt the ring slip out of the
piercing.

Opened
his eyes and drew in a breath, saw the twin spit the thing out onto his hand
and grimace. �Alright?� he said, looked
at Vegeta very seriously.

HE
nodded. Better. Much better now.

The
head dropped again. Repeated the
action, toyed with the ring until it came free, and then it felt like he was a
Prince again. Almost. But he had enough of his own power to roll
onto his side and flip his tail up.
Watched the twin get the most interesting depressed and disgusting look
on his face.

�Can�t
believe this shit,� he said, and moved behind him. Licked his fingers and then fiddled with the barbell on his
tail.

When
that slid out, Vegeta felt everything returning to him. His power, his title, his LIFE. Felt all of it rush back to him. And growled in outrage at what had been done
to him. That he had been dropped in
this stupid fucking smelly ass world with the crudest most disgusting assholes
he had ever met in al his life, and he was going to murder his fucking father
and his idiot little brother and laugh while he played in their blood.

But,
before he did that� He was going to go
back to camp and kick Kakarot in the balls.

�Whoa,�
the twin said, grabbed him and made him sit still. �You can�t just go running back there, Prince. You don�t honestly think your father just
let you sit out here unattended, do you?
There�s someone making sure you stay here forever.�

Fine. He would kill that person too. He had his power back. He was the Prince again. He was more than capable of taking care of
himself and he would prove that to anyone that tried to say the other. Starting with Kakarot. Definitely starting with Kakarot.

~~~***

The
twin�not the one he thought he would hate, but the one named after the
Prince�burst into the camp office and punched him in the head. Just like that. Punched him�Radditz, the second in command. Just punched him and said in a dark voice
that reminded him of the Prince (and of his father, Bardock): �Next time you
need someone to wake up Kakarot, make sure they know what the hell they�re
getting into.�

�Wha��
is all he got out before the twin turned tail, flipped him off with a curt
gesture and walked right back out. Like
there were no repercussions for behaving in that manner. He followed the twin out into the main part
of the camp and moved to hit him, but he ducked away, shoved both of them back
inside the tent.

�Look,�
he said, �You don�t want to fight me.�

Cocky
little thing. There was another influx
of power around him, a spark of yellow in the air around them, and he
conceded�a bit too easily in retrospect�that he did not want a fight. Not now anyway. Because he had an entire division to move off the planet. �Go find Bardock,� he said to the little
Vegeta. Smirked and took satisfaction
in knowing that his father almost always beat the shit out of whoever
interrupted his mating. Hoped that the
little twerp came back in a regeneration tank.

�Fine.� And he turned his back to Radditz again and
walked out. But with a sense of pride
that was obviously the product of a great deal of self-assurance. All Twins were that way. Cocky bastards that thought wer were better
than everyone else. But they
weren�t. Twins could die just as easily
as the rest of them.

Most
of them died long before the rest of them.

~~~***

He
rubbed his jaw, looked at Saima who was smirking at him. And sneered.

�What�s
the matter, Kaki?� she asked, �Upset that someone finally put you in your
place?� And it made sense that she was
highly amused by this. She had always
threatened to beat him up after one of their morning bouts of �wake up Kakarot�
sex. But this, he reflected, was the
very first time that anyone had actually followed through on that threat.

He
felt ashamed, really, in a way that he found to be odd. Felt like he should have been a better
person and had failed. Because that
twin had stared at him with searing eyes and told him flat out that only an
animal would have taken advantage of the Prince the way he did. (He found that odd, too, that the kid
couldn�t, or wouldn�t, call Vegeta anything but �the Prince.�) That he was worse than an animal because at
least most animals would give their partner a chance to fight back before they
blindsided them. Then
he had been punched in the head and kneed in the gut. Sneered at in the most affecting way, because the kid was
disgusted with him. Honestly, and
completely disgusted with him.

A
new revelation for him.

�Whatever,�
is what he said in response to Saima�after such a long pause it sounded weak
and useless. Like he felt really. Because the kid was right. He shouldn�t have done that this
morning. Should have stopped when he
realized the Prince was a virgin, or just shouldn�t have done it at all. Wondered if he was going to get beheaded
after all for his little stunt, and figured�in a depressed sort of way�that he
more or less deserved it.

�We�re
moving out,� Radditz said, sticking his ugly face into the tent. He too, bore a bruise on his face. Odd.
�Get your shit and move it onto the ship.�

He
grabbed the bags and toted them across the camp, to where the transport
was. Tossed them in the pile with
everyone else�s and then stood there on the boarding ramp, contemplating just
where the twins had taken the Prince and if they were going to make it back in
time.

Narrowed
his eyes against the wind that whipped all around them as the Second Class�s
massive ship approached the planet. The
pod-like ships were deployed out of it.
And the black smoke rolled all over the camp as the second class
explained just what they thought of them.
Dumped their trash directly on the former camp, and he growled. Deep in his chest. Hated those fuckers, and found that at least a part of himself
was glad he had fucked Vegeta. Let the
Prince in on what Saiyans really were so when he went back to his
high-and-mighty throne he would remember them.
Remember that he used his people to do all the dirty shit he wouldn�t
even talk about much less do himself.

And
then there he was, the Prince and the twins.
Bardock and Red at their side.
He stared at them for a while and tried to imagine why it was that the
twins looked so much like the Prince and so much like his father.

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

Yes. Why is that?

Vegeta:
YES! I AM FREE!

Goten: Don�t
get your hopes up just yet.

Vegeta:
*sigh *

Krt:
Hey! Why do I have to be a
prick?

Lil�Geta:
Character development.

Krt: Huh?

Vegeta: its because the author likes me more.

Jaygoose:

Hn. Not entirely sure my opine of Saima either. Mostly, I think I like her. Hopefully it stays that way.

Getarian:

Ah. Glad that you are okay with it; realized
that it did seem like Vegeta had been stripped and put in that situation
without any warning. So, Yeah! That�s not what happens and you were able to
enjoy it.

Ooooo,
now I�m going to be wondering what you�re wondering. *bites fingernails* Who
could it be?! (Actually it�s not quite
that dramatic, but I am like �hmmmmm� and whatnot.) But it is alright if you don�t want to share. (I never venture an outloud guess about
other folks fanficcies, myself.)

Oh! I�m hoping I have outrageously cunning
wordplay. *bounces up and down* Oh, I hope I hope I hope!

Mechanical Butterfly:

*whips
out photographic evidence*
Seeeeeeeee?!?!?! He is so much
BIGGER than Vegeta! My goodness he�s
like MONSTROUS in comparison� *upon
careful inspection of the photo, there is revealed a picture of Goku standing
next to Vegeta, both of them fully clothed and posing*

He.
He. What�dja think I was talking
about?!
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