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"Switch"	By : KillJoy2510 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5754 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own nor make any profit at all off of Dragonball, DragonballZ, or its characters by writing this horribleness.

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Chapter specific warnings: Violence, swearing, creepiness, implied Ginyu/Vegeta.

Chapter 1: Imposter

It wouldn’t be long. Soon the two Earthlings would summon this Shenron thing and then with a simple blast all three wishes could be his, if he chose. Vegeta grinned, peering at the unsuspecting fools from his hiding place as they uncovered the dragonballs. Currently they were celebrating, as if they had already done the deed. So stupid. Here they were, wasting his precious time, out in the open where anyone would be able to spot them. It was shameful how easily someone could just catch them unaware----

“Hey, Vegeta.”

Someone grabbed the ruined armor of his shoulder, nearly making his heart punch through the near-impenetrable material protecting his chest. He whipped around, ready to strike for a kill and then managed to restrain himself at the last minute. It was the Earth Saiyajin, smiling down with an idiot grin.

“If you think you can kill me off by giving me a heart attack you are sadly mistaken!”

The simpleton’s grin widened as he shrugged. Vegeta regained control of his heart rate, upset with himself that he had been so distracted. He had to be careful. As if he hadn’t gone through enough to get these stupid dragonballs--he’d be damned if he didn’t gain SOMETHING through all the misery everyone in the universe seemed hell-bent on putting him through.

“Well”, the prince mused, turning his attention back to the other two Earthlings, “I have to admit--I’m impressed you were able to over-power that moron Ginyu. What, did he get distracted with another stupid dance idea during your fight?”

“Not exactly. And I thought his moves were rather graceful. Genius, really.”

Strange. The idiot’s voice sounded different (was not, in fact, at that high, annoying pitch that grated on his nerves) but Vegeta’s thoughts were back on his upcoming chance for immortality and Freeza’s defeat.

“Alright, the brat and the bald guy have all the dragonballs…what are they supposed to do next? Nothing’s happening…”

Vegeta noticed that the hand currently on his shoulder hadn’t moved. Another hand had actually joined it on the opposite shoulder.

“I don’t recall giving you permission to touch me, third-class”, Vegeta warned irritably, jerking away from him.

“That so?”

Surprise renewed as he was spun around and shoved against one of the legs of the ship. Vegeta found himself face-to-face with an abnormally cold grin on the usually warm Saiyajin traitor.

“I don’t recall giving a fuck”, Goku replied, that peculiar smile on his face.

Fear struck deep within him, too distant for him to even register it but easily suppressed by anger as Vegeta shoved him away at a more tolerable distance, “Ginyu must have loosened something else in that head of yours if you think you can talk to me like that and walk away with all your limbs intact!”

“Aw, just as delusional as ever, Vegeta.”

An acidic response had been on its way out when he paused. Something else was different about Goku, Vegeta noted all of a sudden, the current insolence forgotten for a moment.

“…why are you wearing a scouter? I thought you had no need for them…wait, are you hearing a transmission from Freeza or his men? What are they saying--?”

A hand cemented itself against his mouth in mid-question. He immediately squirmed against it but a solid body crushed him, ceasing his struggling.

“You talk way too much, monkey”, Goku said, his voice low as he leered into Vegeta’s livid face, “And I happen to know for a FACT that your mouth has better talents than boring me to death.”

//…what?//

Vegeta felt a bead of sweat run down the side of his face, though the temperature of the planet was rather pleasant. Somehow the evil grin on Goku’s face, though completely out of place, looked…disturbingly familiar.

The confusion in his quarry’s eyes must have been amusing because Goku chuckled quietly before he easily lifted the fruitlessly fighting royal off his feet.

“We need to find some place private to…talk…before I deal with your stupid friends.”

Ignoring the muffled protests, he brought them into the ship, taking care not to rouse the attention of the Earthlings.

“Hmm, I see you’ve been busy”, Goku said nonchalantly, stepping over bodies of Freeza’s henchman, Vegeta squirming in his arms with that damned hand still clamped over his mouth. The hold on him was ridiculously solid, “Over-powered by a mere monkey--tsk tsk.”

They finally reached a small room, an electric equipment room of some kind. Amazingly, the prince had been able to wriggle an arm out from the crushing grip. He started smashing his elbow into the abdomen he was pressed against, earning himself a few grunts of pain before the third-class laughed.

“Just as I thought--there’s no way a weakling like you could’ve become a Super Saiyajin. And there’s no way your pal back there has any chance of that now.”

Vegeta was deposited in an undignified heap on the floor, immediately scrambling back as the taller man advanced.

“What the hell are you talking about, Kakarrot?!”, Vegeta snapped, fear and confusion shaking his words, “What--what’s wrong with you?!”

The fright was making it hard for Vegeta to function to his capacity. His gloved fingers slid against the smooth walls of the room as he tried to stand, his legs trembling and maddeningly weak.

“Never felt finer in my life”, Goku sighed, stretching and smiling lazily, “This is much better.”

Vegeta’s eyes narrowed, “…no…you’re not Kakarrot.”

“Smart for a monkey.”

“…Then…then you’re....”Vegeta’s brow darkened, his teeth gritted now that he identified his opponent, “Ginyu.”

The extravagant pose went unappreciated but was performed nonetheless, “The one and only. Your friend’s probably dragging himself someplace to die in my old body. There’s no way he could survive the damage I put it through before switching.”

//Fuck.//

“Hey, hey, hey”, Ginyu laughed as Vegeta tried to make a run for it, blocking his way, “Always in such a hurry. Got no time to spend with old friends, your Majesty?”

“I don’t know the limits of my own strength yet since I’ve healed”, Vegeta spat angrily, “But you’re always welcome to find out.”

Despite the cockiness of his words, it was almost a challenge to keep his voice from shaking. He remembered what Goku had done to the remainder of Reccoome and Burter. The potential power of a Super Saiyajin stood before him and Ginyu was at the controls.

A/N: This is a brand new story I’ve been working on. Does Vegeta have what it takes to take on Ginyu now that he has Goku’s power at the reins? Maybe, but let’s have fun with the poor guy first ^__^
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