The Meaning of Pride

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Time
for the warnings portion:

tab-stops:list .75in\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>A.     
12.0pt\'>I own nothing but my own two hands.
All the characters portrayed here were kidnapped from their show DBZ and
forced to enact my wishes.

tab-stops:list .75in\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>B.     
12.0pt\'>Whilst mostly I strive to make this “in character” and not “AU” we must
all remember it is fanfiction. (I’m
getting a bit snotty here, aren’t I?)

tab-stops:list .75in\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>C.     
12.0pt\'>Smut. Vegeta POV.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Slash.
(That’s two boys bumping uglies, by the way.)

tab-stops:list .75in\'>D.     
12.0pt\'>If you didn’t read the warnings, you are on your own I have no sympathy
for you.

And
lastly:

style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Got this idea off the DBZ Saiyan
Slash mailing list. Will probably be
posting it there and at AFF.net

~~***

1\'> It took a whole month.yes\"> A blissful, fight in the morning, eat lunch with the sons, have
sex in the evening month. Then his son
came back to him, gave him that blue glare and said:

1\'> “Thanks a lot, Dad.”
Bitterly. He sat down with hmph
and dropped his head down to the table, mumbled something that Vegeta did not
understand and thus ignored. Then he
looked up again and glared more. “Ever
since you asked about Goten I’ve been thinking about it.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Do you know how hard it is to spar with
someone that you’re visualizing naked?”

1\'> Vegeta gave his son a raised eyebrow, thought about
Kakarot, smirked because he didn’t have to visualize him naked, he had seen him
without clothes—saw him at least three times a day naked as ever.st\"ms\"mso-spaceryes\yes\"> This made Trunks give him a sneer—or as much
of a sneer as he ever gave his father.
Being prideful and glary at other people was fine, but Trunks was his
son and he had taught his child that you do not treat your parents with
disrespect.

1\'> “It’s damn annoying,” Trunks said, “Why did you have
to say that?”

1\'> This was a great conversation.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> All he had to do was look at his child, and
his son just continued on without even waiting for a response.

1\'> “I mean…gees…did you really need to say that?style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Now every time I see Goten I wonder what it
would be like! He’s kicking my ass.”

1\'> “So go purge the fixation,” Vegeta said.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

1\'> “Purge the…”
Trunks’ mouth fell open and he shot back to his feet.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> “You mean…
Go and…” again, he was supposed
to think ‘have sex with’ because Trunks seemed incapable of saying it.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> “With Him?”

1\'> “I fail to see how this is a big problem,” Vegeta
said, “Do you not know what you’re doing?”

1\'> The mouth opened but no words came out, so his son
closed his mouth, thought for a few seconds, then closed it again.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Stood like that.yes\"> Gaping and moving his jaw.
But no noise came out until he pressed his hands to his ears and said:
“Ew, Dad.” Then he shook his head, and
grimaced. Left as quickly as he could
without making it look like he was running away.

1\'> Which was just as well, because Vegeta had been
sitting here and thinking about his life in general.yes\"> Thinking of Bulma, and Kakarot, and the unborn child that was
slowly making her—yep, he was going to have a baby girl—mother’s tummy
round. Thought of how Bulma had said
she was never going to be okay that he had left her for Kakarot, but that she
was over the anger stage. Now he just
had to endure her endless smirk every time he showed up at Capsule Corp.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Because he had done the unthinkable and
confessed his uke status to her.
That—of all the things—was what made her laugh at him and hug him.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He had tried so hard to stand there and be
offended that he was being laughed at by an idiot woman, but it had not
worked. He just hugged her back.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

1\'> Tried not to be quite so happy that she had forgiven
him, even a little. Didn’t understand
why it was so important to him.

1\'> Then there was Kakarot who had been ostracized from
his group of former buddies—all except Piccolo who seemed to be the most level
headed idiot of them all. In fact,
right now, the two overly-tall and large ones were out sparring.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> (A fact that probably made the oldest idiot
whelp—Gohan—pissed off that his favorite mentor and his father were on the same
side and he was still on the other.)
The scarred and ugly one had tried to get in good with Bulma again, and
a single glare from Vegeta had put an end to that bullshit.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> That twerp was not good enough for her, and
he wasn’t about to allow her to settle for someone that was familiar because
she was afraid she might have lost her appeal.

1\'> She was a beautiful genius with sexy legs.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> There was no lost appeal there.

1\'> He smirked, when he realized that his son was
thinking dirty thoughts about Kakarot’s youngest—which could have been a clone
of the baka for how very similar they looked.
Wondered if his brat was ever just going to go with those thoughts.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Spared a half-second to wonder if the whelp
even wanted his son.

1\'> The door opened behind him and Kakarot walked in,
caked with mud and grinning, clothes torn and hanging off his body.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He stretched and pulled his (exceptionally
dirty) shoes off. “Hey ‘Geta,” he
said. Stepped back outside to brush
some of the dirt out of his hair and then came in and shut the door.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> “Is something going on with Goten and
Trunks?”

1\'> “Why?”

1\'> “Oh. Uh.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Well, I’m not sure I’m supposed to say.”

1\'> Vegeta found this to be interesting.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Considered how to go about getting this
information out of Kakarot if the large one persisted that he did not want to
share. Shrugged his shoulders and said:
“Fine.” (Which worked almost every
single time. Because the baka always
wanted to be able to tell someone about his life, and hated it when Vegeta
pretended that he didn’t care.)

1\'> “Well,” the baka said.yes\"> Scratched the back of his head and looked like he was caught in a
moral dilemma. Then (after that look
for several moments) he said: “How did you know that you wanted to have sex
with me?”

1\'> Hn. Perhaps
it was time to rethink this strategy.
He stood up. “I didn’t know,” he
said, “I just did.”

1\'> “Oh.” This
apparently made the large one think, which meant that he was never going to
know whatever it was that the baka knew.
Which was fine, because if Kakarot didn’t tell him today, Trunks would
fess it up tomorrow. them were particularly skilled at keeping things a secret.

~~~***

1\'> It was really nice to be able to spar with
Piccolo. Not that he had spent a great
deal of time wishing that the Namekian would spar with him or anything, but it
was still nice to know that at least one of his friends wasn’t hung up on how
Goku was with Vegeta. In fact, Piccolo
had given him an almost paternal nod of approval.

1\'> Said: “I think this will work.”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

1\'> Didn’t elaborate—asshole—just proceeded to
fight. Goku was beginning to think
people liked to blind-side him with news like that just to see what he was
going to do in response, because after the spar (Piccolo almost won only
because Goku was trying to figure out why Piccolo seemed to suddenly be all for
him and Vegeta) his son came up to him.

1\'> “Dad,” he said, “Why the hell is Trunks trying to
molest me every time we fight?”

1\'> If he had been flying at the time he probably would
have fallen straight down through the planet.
As it was, he was standing, and could only stare at his child like it
had grown a fifth head. Reply, eloquently:
“Huh?”

1\'> “Ever since Gohan and I got in that fight, he’s been
staring at my butt. And now he keeps
losing when I fight him.” He didn’t
sound very upset about this; spoke in all matter-of-fact type confidence, and
then said: “What should I do?”

1\'> As if he would know.
Nobody had ever actively sought him out to seduce.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Not that he remembered.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Vegeta, maybe, but they had been trying to
seduce each other without either of them noticing.yes\"> “Uh…” he said.

1\'> “Maybe I should just have sex with him,” Goten said,
“What do you think?”

1\'> Oh, yes, he sat around ever day and thought about his
son’s sex life, on the off chance that Goten would come to him and ask who he
should have sex with. “Ok,” he
said—very uncertainly.

1\'> “Well, thanks.
Bye.”

1\'> He had the feeling that he wasn’t going to be able to
blink that away. So he headed home,
found Vegeta in the kitchen. Wanted to
tell him about what his son had said, but couldn’t because Goten hadn’t said
one way or the other if he wanted this news to be made public.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> The conversation died after Vegeta announced
that he had not known when he wanted to have sex with him, but rather that he
had just done it.

1\'> They ate.

1\'> Vegeta rolled his eyes and said: “You need to go take
a shower. You smell.”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Polite as ever.yes\">

1\'> So he had showered, which brought him to his bedroom,
and therein he found Vegeta. Looking
out the window, arms crossed over his bare chest.yes\"> Dying evening light spilling in through the windows and
silhouetting him in the dusky shadows.
The scene was painfully beautiful.

1\'> Vegeta turned, looked at him, sniffed and said: “You
smell much better now.”

1\'> He was still wearing his pants, which was a piece of
clothing too many. Goku stepped next to
him, bent and kissed him, felt the hard mouth open, touched their tongues
together, and pushed the tight fabric down off Vegeta’s hips.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Felt him moving to finish the removal, then
picked him up—had to wonder why it was that the pride that sustained the Prince
for so long never applied to sex—and moved them both over to the bed.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> His legs hit the bed, he fell back, felt
Vegeta land on top of him, still kissing him, and he ran his hands down the
back.

1\'> Used his elbows to push his body off the bed, wiggled
back so they were on the bed all the way, felt one of Vegeta’s legs slip
between his, and rub against his hardness as he felt the Prince’s digging into
his waist. Unwillingly let the mouth
leave his, felt Vegeta’s hot breath on his neck, down to his collarbone, the
caress of warm velvety tongue followed that down his chest.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Teeth against his skin and hard fingers dug
into the insides of his thighs, parted his legs, he looked down, watcheegetegeta’s head moving farther and farther down.
Paused to suck on his stomach, his belly button.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Then, he saw those dark eyes look at him,
heard his name like gravel, and had to close his eyes—because he didn’t think
he could handle the sight—when Vegeta licked his erection.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Closed his mouth around just the tip, sucked
on it, moved his head down, ran his teeth against the underside of it.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

1\'> Made Goku shiver everywhere and curl his hands into
fists. He tried not to touch Vegeta,
tried not to trap him in place and thrust into his mouth mindlessly.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Felt the groans leaving him, couldn’t hear
them over the pounding in his ears, felt fingers on his thighs, endlessly
petting him as the hos ars around his erection tightened and loosened, felt
tongue and teeth.

1\'> Felt the feverish pitch rising, felt his hips lifting
off the bed without his permission, forced his eyes open and looked down at
Vegeta, saw all that jet-black hair and groangaingain.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Reached a trembling hand out and touched the
dark hair. Wanted to curl his hands in
it and hold the head in place. Watched
Vegeta lift his head, lick his lips and move back up, go from behind his thighs
to sitting on them. Rub his hardness to
Goku’s—which was tingling in the open air now that it was wet, and bereft of
the suction that had been very nice.

1\'> Watched Vegeta lean over hgrabgrab the omnipresent
tube off the bedside table, coat Goku with it reach a finger behind him, and
with a kiss to Goku, he moved and took all of him in.yes\"> Dropped the tube somewhere nextthe the bed, and pressed his hands
to the chest under him. Smirked.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

1\'> Goku wrapped his hands on those slim hips, lifted him
and lowered him. Hissed out between his
clenched teeth and saw the flush creeping all across the beautiful bronzed
skin, watched Vegeta lean back, wrap the hand he had used to slick Goku’s
erection around his own and start to stroke himself in time with the mindless
thrusts of Goku’s hips.

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

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> I
don’t think that counts as an incomplete lemon.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Gk: Did I
get to the very bestest part?

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Vegeta:
GASP! I gave him head

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Gk: Don’t
get too excited I didn’t even get to cum.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Vegeta:
Well, if you’re going to be persnickety about it, I can arrange for you
to never cum again.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Gk:
Persnickety?

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Vegeta:
>
Would you prefer fastidious?

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Gk: Oi.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> ‘Geta, what did we say about reading the
thesaurus?

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> 

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> 

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Hectate 18:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Yeah,
that whole morning breath was just an attempt at reality in the fanfic world
where reality doesn’t really apply. Yeah!style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Goten kicked Gohan’s butt!style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Yeah!
And No, Piccolo didn’t read our Vegeta’s mind.< sty style=\"mso-spacerun:
yes\"> You’ll just have to wait and see why he was smiling.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> 

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Kodachi:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Oh,
thanks. I am honored.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> *And blushing quite a lot.*

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>&nb![en![endif]>

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Jaygoose:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Yeah,
my Gohan is definitely being an ass.
But don’t worry, soon he’ll team up with someone who will make him a
bigger ass!

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> 

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Mechanical Butterfly

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Yeah!style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Everyone wants to kill Gohan!style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Yeah!
(Not that Gohan’s being a nice person or that everyone should want him
dead, but I love it when I accomplish something I set out to.)

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Yeah,
the job might be just a part-time thing.
(Which, yeah! Because I don’t like waking up at 1AM.)style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> But it be going good thus far.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> 

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Getarian:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> You’re
right about ‘Geta. I never really
cderedered that he did adjust to the laws of the planet he was on.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Hn.
Interesting. (things like that
are the reason I think you’ll be a great writer.)yes\"> About the posting, just close your eyes and hit the button.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Or give the story to someone and let them
gush about how good it is, then you’ll have more confidence.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> I
think that character bashing should always be done in good-humor.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> I don’t see the purpose of really putting
down a character. (Especially since its
funnier to do it with humor.)

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Nope!style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> No mind reading!yes\"> Just something that Piccolo realized…yes\"> (intentionally trying to be vague here.)

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Oh,
the ‘Like my brother!’ outburst. Think
back to when Trunks was like ‘I can’t have sex with him, he’s like…”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> that’s the thought he was finishing with his
outburst.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>