The Meaning of Pride
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The Meaning of Pride
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Time
for the warnings portion:
A.
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.
B.
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?)
C.
Smut. Vegeta POV.
(That’s two boys bumping uglies, by the way.)
D.
If you didn’t read the warnings, you are on your own I have no sympathy
for you.
And
lastly:
Slash mailing list. Will probably be
posting it there and at AFF.net
~~***
Every time that damn green thing saw him it was
grinning. Like he had a crayon stuck up
his nose or something and it was so cute that the damn green thing absolutely
had to smile or he would die.
Jerk. Bastard.
idiot, because he was the Prince of All Saiyans he was NOT AMUSING TO LOOK
AT. And apparently, when he got annoyed
about it, the moron green thing found it to be more and more amusing.
He swore that if it laughed at him he was going to
rip its antennas off and fry them in butter like frog legs.
Namekian. While he GRINNED in
AMUSEMENT.
“What are you looking at?” he demanded, when he could
stand that stupid little pleased smile on the moron’s face no more.
to show himself so they could decide who was going to spar with whom.
some sort of prearranged thing because that green alien didn’t seem very upset
that Kakarot had not shown up yet.)
“Just something I never thought would happen,” was
the reply. A vague smile.
interesting specimen.
Asshole.
“What?” Vegeta demanded.
A chuckle.
The bastard chuckled at him.
“You love him.”
Vegeta felt his mouth fall open.
whatsoever. Had to stand there like a
dazed fool for thirty seconds before he could snap his mouth shut and then he
tried to think of some angry response to that statement.
its ugly green nose attached to its ugly g fac face and leave him and Kakarot
alone. But, as he stared at the thing,
he realized—to his disgust—that he was not that upset that it knew.
spreading this information everywhere they could get along as well as they ever
did.
“Hey guys!”
And Kakarot had to have some sort of bad-timing gene that made it
possible for him to show up at exactly the wrong moment every single time he
appeared.
Piccolo inclined his head, didn’t say hello.
contemplating why he wasn’t causing extreme internal bleeding to the
Namekian. Looked at Kakarot but didn’t
say hello to him. Which of course made
the tall idiot give him a strange look and repeat himself:
“Hey, ‘Geta.”
“Hn,” he said as he recovered, dropped his arms from
where they were crossed over his chest and curl his hands into fists, “Weren’t
we supposed to be sparring?”
Oh, and this made the green thing very amused.
it would have liked to laugh—“We were.”
Assh
“Good because I wanted to…” But Kakarot’s happy little speech was cut off, he turned, went
completely still and waited.
Vegeta narrowed his eyes, felt the same thing.
near impressive or even dangerous to them, but there was a frantic tinge to the
power, as if whatever was coming at them was sure that they must stop
something… OH, and he hoped like hell
that it was that little asshole son of Kakarot’s so he could kick it straight into
the ground and remind the twerp why he had shook in fear of the Prince when
they first met.
“Guys,” Kakarot said.
“I feel it Kakarot,” Vegeta replied.
“Me too.”
Kakarot turned back and looked at Vegeta.
Vegeta wonderhat hat would happen if the brat pushed it, if he forced his
father into a fight. Wondered if it was
even possible to push Kakarot that far against his own nature.
He inclined his head. Didn’t say one way or the other if he was going to fight the
spoiled, stuck-up sonofabitch that had spent the past month making Kakarot feel
back for being who he was and staying with Vegeta. The snob didn’t approve of him and he didn’t give a damn.
the same look on its face.
Wondered—just briefly—why it was that two former ‘killers’ were the only
ones on this planet that stood behind the man that everyone else was supposed
to ‘love’ and ‘trust’ so dearly.
~~~***
They showed.
His son in the lead of them.
With Tien. With Krillin and
Yamcha. Four of them.
something that had threatened their lives and their families.
to be exterminated. And he felt
disappointment move through him.
Disappointment in himself for not teaching Gohan better, for not putting
an end to this before it had gotten this far.
Held his posture when he wanted to let his shoulders
sag. Kept the idiot’s grin on his face
when he wanted to frown, wanted to scream and leave. Just leave. Turn his back
on them like they had done to him and tell them that should they need someone
to save their planet they needed to remember that the four of them were so much
better than he was. Filth like him
didn’t deserve to save their world.
But he didn’t.
Wouldn’t. Couldn’t.
“Hey guys!” he said.
Happily. Like there was nothing
wrong in the world. Felt Vegeta roll
his eyes, and wanted to be able to do the same. But didn’t.
“Drop the act, Dad,” Gohan said.
“Yeah, Goku.
This has gone on long enough. We
know what he’s doing to you.”
Oh? They knew
did they? Well, he needed to have a
little talk on how his sex life was none of their damn business.
they were saying, tip his head to the side a little and scratch his neck.
“That thing,” Tien said this whilst pointing at
Vegeta, “Doesn’t even belong on our planet.
He should be dead. I don’t even
know why we wished him back to life when we were better off with him dead.
Wow. That had
all the maturity of a six year old.
“Uh…” this was Yamcha, “Guys…
minds.”
“And Piccolo,” Gohan said, “I trusted you for all
these years… How could you do this?”
“I spar with your father quite often,” Piccolo
said. Didn’t sound at all concerned
with Gohan’s temper tantrum.
“You know what we’re talking about,” Tien
snapped. Looked furious with all three
of his eyes.
“Hey, Goku, he’s just using you, man.
you…”
“Like he did Bulma,” Gohan said to finish that
sentence.
Goku felt it.
The influx, the rise of power, moved to stop it before Vegeta could
reach full Saiyan and found that he was too late. The flash of yellow made his eyes burn, and he had to bring his
hand up to block the light, found that he was being pushed aside, and there was
something like a primal yell of challenge just before he heard the impact of
knee to gut. Blinked away the tears
that formed in his eyes, and turned to see Vegeta punching his son.
“INGRATE!” Vegeta shouted. “IDIOT!”
Goku moved forward, grabbed Vegeta, wrapped his arms
around the shoulders and weaved his hands together behind Vegeta’s neck to
immoblize his arms, pulled him back, felt him kicking and held on as Vegeta
continued to yell at his son.
“Idiot little pimple! You know nothing!”
Gohan was bent over and coughing up blood.
“See?” Tien hissed.
“And you’re going to stand on his side against your own son.
“I don’t know,” Goku said, felt anger burning
straight through him even as he felt Vegeta’s enraged ki all around his skin,
welcomed the burn. “Maybe I think he’s
better than the alternative.”
“I can’t believe you let that thing fuck you,” Tien
snapped, “He’s destroyed you.”
Power drained straight out of Vegeta.
struggling an was was completely still.
Silent. Which was probably more
dangerous. Goku let him go, felt him
move to stand next to him. Looked at
Vegeta and then back at the four of them standing there.
Never really thought that they thought Vegeta was
fucking him, but with their discriminatory views that explained quite a lot of
their ‘how could you’ approach to outrage.
Because he was supposed to be the strongest and the best and the very
thought of him letting Vegeta do anything to him probably made their blood boil
with fury. But it wasn’t their
business. Vegeta hadn’t tried anything,
hadn’t done anything. So why did they
hang on to this? Why were they pushing
the issue?
Goku cleared his throat. They stared. “I have
nothing to say to you.” And he looked
at Vegeta, turned and moved away from them.
Would not give them the fight they had come for.
hate and give them anything that would justify their anger.
Felt Vegeta turn and follow him, and smiled to
himself, because all of them were wrong about him. Waited for whatever they would say, waited for the words or the
stones. Tried to think of what he was
going to do if they did decide to fight even after he decided to leave.
The first ‘stone’ was a round blast of ki that hit
him in the back, bounced off him, and went flying off into the trees.
unconcentrated. And they kept
coming.n stn style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Hitting his back and Vegeta’s,
and he saw how very much the Prince wanted to turn around and fight back.
offended him that he was not able to give them the fight they came for.
having to speak that he was willing to give him this because he cared about
Goku and was willing to stand by his decision.
So it was Piccolo that stepped in the way.
But Goku stopped listening. Didn’t care what they had to say. Felt that he would always care about them, and always hope that
they all lived good lives, but something changed. Like something changed when he had realized he had let Freiza go
and the monster was still going to kill.
Like when he realized that some enemies could not be allowed to live and
the only way to keep them from coming back was to kill them.
Felt that deadness inside of him when he thought of
the people that had been his friends.
Reached out and touched Vegeta, felt strong, gloved fingers on his
wrist, and closed his eyes, concentrated on where he wanted to go and instant
transmissioned them out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
ASSHOLES!
attempts to get close enough to keyboard to accidentally kill Gohan & Tien.
* Anyway, now that the homicidal moment
has passed, I wonder where Goku is taking them?
Gk: Can we
go back to the last chapter where there was sex?
Vegeta:
Sure.
Gk: That
seemed too easy.
Vegeta: Are
you implying that I am easy?
Gk: Uh.
Vegeta:
Good. Now, *strips * what was
that about sex?
Gk:
Oooooo! Goodie!
Hectate 18:
Bottom!
Bottom!
(sorry,
had to do that. I find it hard to write
that word in reference to the butt area because I’m always trying not to giggle
meself. ) I have divulged what Piccolo
knows. (At least what he’s
telling) So you should no longer have
great curiousity.
Jaygoose:
Just
when you thought Gohan could not possibly be a BIGGER ASS, Tien comes along…
Macha:
Yeah,
I like when Saiyans have sex all the time. *thinks happily of lemons *
Getarian:
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! You’re reviewing
right as I am writing the responses!
Yeah,
your thoughts were my thoughts on Vegeta’s thoughts about Bulma.
Yeah,
if they were on Vegeta-sei, Vegeta would be a big ole softy full of Shakespearean-type
romance. “You smell much better now.”
that’s probably true.)
Well,
see, about that Balcony scene? I loved
it. I thought it was hilarious.
gushing about your fics. *nods like
this makes all the difference in the world. *
I
don’t like Tien either. Hopefully I won’t
be tooooooo mean to him.