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Because It's You	By : airyusangre Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1034 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Because It’s You

Prologue
Kami-sama forgive me. I know it must be so incredibly wrong. But I cannot… I’m not strong enough to hold back any longer! I have to tell him tonight. I know he’ll probably give me quite the beating at first—his fierce and fiery pride not allowing him to accept it, the truth or me… But I also know, no matter what he feels or believes he does, his flesh, his soul calls out to mine just as powerfully as mine aches for his.
I understand more than he gives me credit for; just as he means far more to me than he could possibly imagine. It is why I have endured so long. But I fear I can linger no more. If momentary relief is all that we can give each other, I’ll take it. For, I refuse to pretend that everything’s ‘fine’ any longer. Yes, tonight I must make my move…

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The Saiyajin no Ouji continued to pace anxiously in his private quarters. That stubborn cerulean-haired onna just wouldn’t let it go! And he had been foolish enough to give in after her insistence and tell her the difference in days and years on his planet, as well as his actual birthdate. Of course, she was then able create a timetable outlining it around Earth’s, pinpointing his exact age in a calendar of both his home world’s time and Earth’s. Then she had the nerve to demand that he come to and celebrate a day he never had and a party he damned sure did not want or need! Baka tensai onna!
But even as he thought that, he knew there was almost nothing he wouldn’t do for that amazing Earth woman. She had accepted him into her home and life when no one else would; had given him a powerful son and a beautiful daughter. And somewhere along the line they had truly become precious parts of one another’s hearts—something he no longer regretted…
He hadn’t even gone to her birthday parties over the years; training ever more important than mundane earthling activities. But there was something in her eyes, her voice this time. There was no stopping her once her mind was made up, which was certainly part of his love for her. He knew she accepted a lot, endured so much from him and had given more than he could ever hope to repay. He was the last crown prince of one of the mightiest peoples in the universe. Perhaps, just one day off from training wouldn’t hurt.
Fixing the belt on his black slacks and straightening his indigo long-sleeved T, Vegeta made his way out to the party. One thing he knew for certain, that woman better smile after this.

Yes, food he could handle, and the onna had made sure all his favourite earthling dishes were plentiful at the party. He could keep himself occupied with that for a while. Hopefully, she wouldn’t put the spotlight on him. As long as she didn’t do that, he could endure a day of earthling madness. At least that was what he thought before Kakarotto dropped in.
His stomach twisted in knots then, but he made sure to keep his face his usual stern as Goku began walking casually towards him. But it soon broke into curiosity when he handed him a small white box tied with a tiny red ribbon.
“Happy Birthday Vegeta! . . . I know you probably aren’t into this sort of thing, but one’s day of birth is special. It’s your personal holiday; without which, you wouldn’t be here. And I for one, am so glad you are here,” confessed Goku excitedly.
Vegeta looked at him and grimaced. “Did the onna tell everyone what this party is for?” he asked quite peeved.
Goku smiled and rubbed his head scar. “Well, if she didn’t, I think that huge banner posted over there will give it away,” Goku answered, chuckling lightly as he pointed to it.
Vegeta deadpanned then; beginning to move stealthily away from Goku without a word.
“Vegeta, wait! Aren’t ya gonna open it?” Goku asked hopefully.
“Why can’t it wait and be opened later with the others?” enquired Vegeta curtly.
Goku began fidgeting nervously. “The others wouldn’t understand its significance. I went through a lot to finally get it. But as Saiyajin no Ouji, I thought you should have it,” answered Goku softly.
Vegeta carefully opened the box then; wondering just what Kakarotto could be talking about. As he looked upon the fist-sized jewel reminiscent of a raw red-gold diamond, he was unsure. But once the nostalgic scent of certain minerals hit his nose, his other hand went to his mouth without his say. How in the universe had Kakarotto obtained a piece of their original home world?! Why would he give it to him?!
Goku frowned misunderstanding. “’M sorry Vegeta. I-I thought it would be great gift. It’s definitely rare and can’t be bought. I thought you could pass it down to Trunks or Bura… that… It doesn’t matter. I always seem to mess important things up. I’m sor——,” he tried to finish but was halted when Vegeta grasped hold of his arm firmly and began ushering him inside Capsule Corp faster than most eyes could see.
Once they stopped, Goku peered around his new surroundings—a large room well-furnished in hardwoods and full of deep royal reds and blues. Vegeta’s scent was everywhere in it. This was bad. It was Vegeta’s room?! He might not be able to control himself in there alone with him. He had to-
“You always find some way to amaze me Kakarotto. Thank you. It is a thoughtful gift. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve scented our home planet? Just, thank you… But if you ever tell anyone about this moment, I will mete out some severe punishment. Are we clear?” Vegeta proclaimed earnestly, his face serious but thankful.
Goku nodded his head swiftly in the affirmative. He had to go. The scent was maddening! He almost couldn’t bear-
“What on Earth is wrong with you Kakarotto?” growled Vegeta quite peeved at Goku’s strange change in behaviour, as he jumped away from him and moved toward the door.
“I… just need some air. ‘M sorry Vegeta. But am glad you like your gift,” muttered Goku, it taking all his will to focus just enough to use Shunkan Idou.

Goku took a deep breath in his new surroundings then. Odd. Vegeta’s scent was still quite strong. But why? He had teleported to a planet that couldn’t possibly have Vegeta’s scent on it. Upon opening his eyes, a gasp rent out of his mouth.
“I have observed you for years Kakarotto. Did you honestly think I would not eventually learn how to use Shunkan Idou too? Now, you had better start explaining just what in hell is wrong with you Kakarotto,” commanded Vegeta firmly, folding his arms in his signature pose as his piercing onyx eyes bore into Goku’s.
Goku grasped his chest then. Everything was suddenly much too hot. He couldn’t focus; he almost couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t hold back any longer! His body began moving without him; his arms and legs grasping hold of Vegeta securely, harshly taking them both to the dry ground. His lips pressed fiercely against Vegeta’s until their teeth clicked; his sultry Saiyajin tongue fighting for entrance into ardent bliss.
Only the scent of real tears woke Goku from his heated frenzy. He pulled up, shook his head then and looked down at the sight of Vegeta’s tear-streaked face as he gazed off into the distance like a subdued doll. Tears began filling Goku’s eyes then. It shouldn’t have happened! He had tried to leave to compose himself. Kuso! Why couldn’t he ever do anything important right?!
But he was soon rent from his reverie as a Super Saiyajin 3 Vegeta forced him up and busted him hard in the gut with a strong kick; knocking him a few kilometres away.
“How could you Kakarotto?! Of all the people in the universe, I would have never thought I’d have to worry about being violated by you! I thought we had finally become real friends. How could you?!” he yelled, coming at Goku with a barrage of powerful coruscating hits and blows.
Goku powered up to match him then. Vegeta misunderstood. He hadn’t meant for it to happen that way. Yes, he had been going to tell him tonight, but not like that. The urges had just become so strong once he’d regained his tail; he really had to fight so much harder to control them. But never did he want to hurt Vegeta; to make him feel… He had to get him to listen, to somehow understand.
Grasping Vegeta’s wildly swinging arms with his own, securing them above his head against a large tree and using his long tail to secure his lower body, Goku began his entreaty. “I hadn’t meant for it to happen that way. If you could just understand how I feel, what I want, what-,”
“I can smell just fine what you want! You want to fuck me, you filthy low class lout! You’ll never take me alive Kakarotto. I will kill you if ever come near me again! Now release me!” growled Vegeta fiercely, his tears having burned away with his transformation and ire, his hard bronze face absolutely livid. He would never forgive Kakarotto for bringing up such horrible memories; memories he had thought he was finally over, for betraying him so.
But when he saw Goku’s face shatter, tears streaming down it, his form deflating as his Super Saiyajin transformation extinguished, and him letting go of him and falling haplessly to his knees; fury erupted within Vegeta.
“No, no, no, NO! You do not get to act like the victim here Kakarotto! You were the one who-,”
“I tried to leave to compose myself when your scent became too overwhelming. Why did you have to follow me?! I love you so much it hurts Vegeta! While I had made up my mind to finally tell you today how I really feel, I never ever meant for this to happen. Please believe me, to hurt you is the last thing I ever wanted,” whispered Goku mournfully, knowing he had just destroyed their hard-earned friendship, had ruined everything. He realised then he should have fought harder to get it out of his mind and just take the heavy secret to his grave. Maybe he should have even called upon Shen Long to make him forget it entirely.
Vegeta powered down then and sunk to his own knees. What the hell?! He hadn’t had even the slightest idea. How in the hell had Kakarotto fallen in love with someone like him?
“For how long?” uttered Vegeta softly, disbelieving his own voice.
“What does it matter? I’ve ruined everything! I should have kept quiet and stayed away until I had it under control-,”
“Answer my question Kakarotto. You owe me that much.” It just couldn’t be what he thought it was.
Goku sighed wearily, wiping his face before answering. “I didn’t realise it then, but I know now it’s been growing in me since our very first battle. I couldn’t let Kuririn kill you because I wanted to fight you again with all that was in me. But even more than that, I could not bear the thought of your demise. It seemed like such a sad waste.… The attraction was always there beneath the surface; I never realised or understood it until years later. After Boo, the pull to you began to become so strong that I had to acknowledge it.
“At first I was horrified. I had been falsely taught that guys coming together in such a way was wrong, that it made one less of a man, so I thought there was something awfully wrong with me. But I learned after watching our sons that that wasn’t true in the least. Trunks and Goten are some of the most masculine people I’ve ever met. And watching their love and devotion to each other as they’ve grown up and more powerful together gave me some hope; not to mention Piccolo and Gohan…”
Vegeta continued to listen intently, quite dumbfounded. He knew for certain then that he and Kakarotto had unknowingly half-bonded to each other psychically over the years, magnifying all their intense thoughts and feelings for each other. They had both always been so drawn to each other whether in hate, obsession, respect, fascination or… love. Now certain moments between them made perfect, uncanny sense to Vegeta. He knew then that for Kakarotto to ever have true peace and full control of himself again, he would have to accept him fully, complete and solidify the bond of the mind and of the flesh. Something he just did not know if he could do.
“What of our wives Kakarotto? Did you really think this would be alright with them, fair to them? I won’t lie to Bulma, nor will I just discard her.”
“All I know is I would rather die than hurt those I love… But it hurts just as much being without you. I can’t… I don’t know what to do anymore! ‘M so sorry Vegeta!” Goku fell to his hands then; stirred dirt marring and outlining the tears that kept streaming from his eyes without his say. “You are strong, proud, brave, beautiful and exceptional, Vegeta. I don’t deserve you. But without you I can’t-,”
Goku’s self-loathing tirade was halted when Vegeta lifted him up to stand with one arm, standing to him and firmly pressing his lips to his own. Goku’s eyes opened wide before slowly closing as Vegeta’s fervent tongue began to set a blaze within him once more. He knew then for certain he could not go on without the ardent Saiyajin touch of his prince; his eager hands moving to caress and hold his slighter body without his will.
Vegeta knew things could never be the same; Kakarotto could no longer live without him. The Saiyajin mating bond was quite powerful and permanent. Only death could severe it, and after all they had been through, neither one of them should have to die again until it was truly their time.
What could he tell the onna but the truth—just as Kakarotto had saved him years ago; he needed to save him now. And as Goku pushed him down upon the arid ground—tearing his slacks and under garments away and opening his legs wide before moving between them—all he could do was breathe. He had to remain strong for Kakarotto’s sake. For he knew, once Goku woke from the mating frenzy pushed by the Saiyajin bond his spirit had unknowingly created with his own, he would never forgive himself. No. He had to somehow stay calm so Goku would believe it had been mutual once he awoke from his heated mating frenzy. He had to make himself fully accept him, no matter how hard it was. The bond had to be solidified, for both their sakes!
Opening his mouth in a silent scream, Vegeta willed himself not to weep as he felt Goku’s heavy turgid length enter him harshly in one thrust; certainly grateful that they were at least on another world while the act took place.
To Be Continued…
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