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Spark of light in the abyss	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1

Disclaimer- I do not own anything from DBZ, nor do I make any sort of profit from this. It is an unpaid hobby. This is the sequel to 'Life is Ironic' Also if you haven't read life is ironic you would be terribly lost.

'Spark of light in the Abyss'

Piccolo skidded from his seat and caught Vegeta in his larger arms cradling the body close. He moved his eyes back to the ghost of a man they both knew, a man that stood ignorant to what his presents meant to them. The reincarnation of the jungle hero Kakarot. Piccolo lifted Vegeta up turning his back away from Goku so he may not his gaze fall on his beautiful hard earn partner. "Guard bring the lord to his bed. I shall check on him later."

The guard ushered forward taking the dead weight of his master's burden and in haste rushed forward leaving the men to their meeting in peace. Piccolo turned and smiled widely at his men. "The excitement was too much for him." He grinned widely gaining several chuckles from the others. His eyes turned to Goku once again. "Tell me, Goku is a Japanese name is it not? And it is clear to me and my men you are not Japanese. So how did you require such a name?"

Goku shifted slightly under the hard stare of the master. "I was adopted by an American Japanese couple. They gave me the name."

Piccolo nodded accepting the explanation. "So tell me, how was it you fought off fifteen men Goku?"

"I was trained in the arts of martial arts by my father since I was a child." Goku slightly bowed.

"Hmm." Piccolo scratched his chin in thought. "Well then come with me Goku. Join me." Piccolo stretched his arm around Goku's shoulders guiding him to the doors. He turned over to the hood leader and smirked. "You go back to the streets and find out more of this rebellion." The look of jealously was not lost to Piccolo as sneakers glared at Goku.

"Master I need him to come with me, incase something goes down." Sneakers replied.

"So he could protect your sorry hide? I think not hood. You did very well without him for years, a night without him you will do just fine." Piccolo smirked. Goku twitched under the arm of Piccolo. "Don't concern yourself Goku, I only wish to talk to get to know you more."

Goku could feel the eyes of the men stare and study him which unnerved him more than being in an all out brawl in the street. But he was trained for all this. He took in calm and steady breaths. Readying himself. As they all stood in the crowded elevator his comfort level once again spiked. He looked up once again at the man who called himself master, his violet eyes looked like a thunderous storm. Then he thought of the one he heard of named lord, but he knew to mention him around the master could be life threatening from the master's protective nature. He decided to forget the instance. "Where are we going?"

Piccolo smirked. "Have you ever heard of Too la guss?" Piccolo's smirk widen when he saw the shake of a head. Piccolo's men chuckled. "It is my personal place filled of all what men of our taste desires."

Goku looked forward as the beep indicated they arrived and was nearly blown away by what was revealed to him as the metal door slid opened. The room was filled of exotic jaguars and leopards lazing around the room chained to the floor in their open habitat of red waterfalls, and fake jungle tress. Exotic dancers' men and women alike twirled around poles, gyrated in cages, and grinded on lounging men with the low temple music filling the air. Lights where low with the mixture of red and low dimmed yellow's, the empty stage basked in a low blue light reflecting off the smooth surface. He felt Piccolo once again guide him forward walking past servers and partakers of the club. In the corner of his eye he seen a man being serviced quite well by a woman, her head bobbed up and down in a sensual movement linking it to the beat. Goku gulped feeling himself slightly sweating. The woman reared her head and lifted up and Goku was left in shock, the woman was a feminine man. He looked over to him as he settled down on the other's rigid cock winking right at him.

"You are not into male pleasure's Goku?" Piccolo deep voice thrummed through Goku's ears.

"No…. I... I never have been with another male." Goku tried to train his voice to steady but the shock made it nearly impossible.

"Do you think it wrong and disgusting?"

"No… I don't… I just never really thought about laying with a man." Goku wasn't far from the truth. He never did judge against other men in who they laid with, but he never found any urge himself to try. The men usually acted like women, or were very fem and he didn't find it attracting to him.

Piccolo made it to his seat a throne like chair a step above all the others except for a thick cushioned pillow beside his throne the place Vegeta usually occupied when he would join them for drinks. He waved to Goku. "Bring a chair here and sit beside me Goku." He watched as the awe struck man maneuvered around settling his chair beside him.

Piccolo spoke to Goku asking the simple questions why he was doing what he was and how he ended up being a part of his empire. It was simple answers; Goku said his family owed far too much money and he needed to make quick cash. Thus he met sneakers, he ran with him for months until the man allowed him into his little gang giving him much harder tasks. It was only when he took the life of an officer was he fully committed to the gang. The reason why Goku continued to stay with them even after paying all dept's been the fact that he enjoyed doing the work. Piccolo grunted and accepted the answers.

Piccolo watched for hours as his men interacted with the dancers, drink to their hearts content, and partook in the countless narcotics catered to their wants. However Goku had not; not once has the man bat his eye to the dancers, nor participated to the drugs offered. Instead he sat the warm beer in hand and listened.

Piccolo grew tired of the scene as he remembered his incapacitated lover; Vegeta, with a wide grin he moved on. Standing from his seat he gave his farewells and parted the scene snatching a bottle of rich whiskey from a tray with two glasses to see Vegeta his lord.

Piccolo haven't been to Vegeta's wing in quite some time and noticed the many new objects in Vegeta's collection. Statues of the past littered the hallway acting like old guards and witnesses of a long ago time. He grunted. He would have thought Vegeta would just drop it all and move forward accepting his new path as the lord of the underworld; but it seems he had more trouble in moving on. Now he wondered as he took a hold of the doors handle, how was Vegeta reacting to the reincarnation of his past love Kakarot?

Piccolo grinned as he saw Vegeta on his balcony overlooking the city; the glow of the lights creating a wonderful hue to his skin making him nearly glow from the artificial lights below. "Vegeta." He nearly whispered the name.

Vegeta didn't even turn as Piccolo addressed him instead keeping his head forward and spoke. "Did you kill him?"

"No I had not." Piccolo shrugged.

"Why?" Vegeta's brow frowned in confusion.

Piccolo chuckled. "Well because he is not Kakarot. He is, but he is not. He has evil in him, a great potential to become even more under my great care." Piccolo's smirk widen as he seen Vegeta tense. "He is down in my little place of sin's partaking in the many things offered. You should see him Vegeta, you would be oh so proud of him."

Vegeta grunted and turned around locking eyes with Piccolo. "What is you're game here Piccolo? Why risk the chance that Kakarot's powers will reemerge and take you down?" Vegeta raised a brow.

Piccolo laughed outright. "He is Goku not Kakarot Vegeta." He empathize the name Goku. "And Goku has no power in him. Are you afraid I will die? Do you hold love for me Vegeta?"

Vegeta scoffed. "Fool. I hold no love for anyone and I wouldn't be so lucky if you were killed. I am just wondering why you are taking such a chance."

"Simple there is nothing for me to worry of. Goku loves what he dose running around like a hood. Why should I stop him from that? It only gains more finance for me, which makes you happy because you can spend it. Him living is only beneficial for us. Doesn't that make you happy?" Piccolo moved over close to Vegeta, nearly towering over him.

"I suppose you are right. Kaka… This Goku living is better for us." Vegeta sighed.

"I brought us drinks love." Piccolo leaned forward.

"And I bought some things that you will fully enjoy for you're whores." Vegeta sneered.

Piccolo grunted moving away. "Jealousy is an ugly thing Vegeta."

Vegeta smirked turning around back to the skyline. "Not jealousy Piccolo, I did it from the bottom of my heart. I only wish to make you happy." Vegeta chuckled in mock care.

"Then come here lay on you're bed, share a drink and lets see what occurs." Piccolo nearly growled out in lust.

Vegeta grunted turning around to hike himself up to sit on the balcony's edge. "You know master I have quite the headache." Vegeta chuckled and allowed himself to lean away from the ledge, making himself freefall from the skyscraper. All he heard was a curse from Piccolo. He held no care as he came closer to the pool waiting on the very bottom; why should he when he cannot die nor be damaged.

He felt the water strike his body with a powerful force engulfing him whole in its cold embrace. He hit the concrete bottom with enough force to crack it, and yet he swam to the surface without any injury. He looked up to the point where his room was seeing nothing. He let loose a crazed laugh and swam to the edge hoisting himself free from the water. He stood doing a long simple stretch and he was off again. First stop was some dry clothing. Then maybe he will see a movie or walk the streets. He will figure it out as the night progressed.
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