The Meaning of Pride
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The Meaning of Pride
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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.
(That’s two boys bumping uglies, by the way.)
tab-stops:list .75in\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>D.
12.0pt\'>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
~~***
1\'> He stepped outside the next morning.
like hell to get the annoying woman’s words out of his head.
needs to talk to him’ like that is a justifiable reason to be an asshole.
snotty brat straight into the ground.
But if the worthless waste of molecules was having some emotional hiccup
of some form, he felt obligated to pass Bulma’s words onto someone who gave a
shit. Like that green thing tfounfound
it so funny to grin at him and say ‘You love him.’yes\"> That stupid green thing had always seemed to like the pimple
pest.
1\'> Vegeta was sick of the pest, sick of having to
convince Kakarot he had nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to feel bad
about. Sick of that look in his eyes
that haunted him, made Vegeta wonder that if the idiot boy didn’t stop if he
was going to be left. Believed, really
believed, that Kakarot would never leave him for that reason.
with these people and there had to be some sort of loyalty there among
them. Thoughck tck to Radditz and Nappa
and smirked in satisfaction that if they had tried to tell him that he
shouldn’t be with Kakarot that he would have beat their heads in until they
apologized for their stupidity and swore on the blood spewing from their wounds
that they would never say such a thing again.
But Kakarot would not do that.
1\'> And Vegeta understood this.yes\"> Accepted it. And now was
now left to find another way to solve this stupid ‘Gohan’ problem.
1\'> Stood outside until the sun came up and the green
thing appeared. And then they both
stood there, glared at one another, gauged how they should react to one another
after the incident of yesterday. He
didn’t want to have to thank the green thing for stopping the morons, but a
part of him—most likely that part that Kakarot rubbed off onto him—said that he
probably should.
1\'> “Yamcha has decided to stop fighting,” Piccolo said.
1\'> Oh. Joy.
1\' “This has to be ended soon,” the green thing said,
looked even more angry about it than Vegeta—if that were possible—“If things
don’t change Gohan and his father will never be able to overcome this.”
1\'> Not his first concern exactly, but it was close
enough. So he cleared his throat.
the fucking moron.” There.
Now his part in this plan was complete.
And he was free to continue to dislike and distrust the little
idiot.
1\'> “Is that your way of saying you think it should be
me?”
1\'> “I’m not doing it.”
1\'> “Then maybe I should,” and that was Kakarot.
into the bright morning light. He
looked ruffled—which made him very attractive, because it made him look more
grown up—and he waved to the green thing.
“Hey Piccolo.” He stood next to
them, didn’t seem to be annoyed that they were talking about his son without
him being aware of it, but then, he probably wasn’t.yes\">
1\'> “Hello Goku,” Piccolo said, “Do you really think
that’s a wise idea?”
1\'> “Well, I don’t know, but I am his father.
1\'> Hn. It didn’t
make sense. It seemed like a bad idea
to him. It was sending the very person
he was trying to protect into face the very thing he wanted to bash the head in
of. Not the best idea to him.
and he did trust him. (Unlike everyone
else on this forsaken ball of mud.) So
he just crossed his arms over his chest and kept his mouth shut.
wrong, thought of everything he would do to the moron if he made Kakarot
depressed again.
1\'> “I’ll talk to Tien,” Piccolo said, “It should be
easiest to talk to Gohan if he’s not around anyone but you.”
1\'> “Heh, well I guess I should go then…”
convince himself of this fact. Shifted
on his feet and looked anxious and worried, and not at all like himself.
its back.
1\'> And Vegeta sneered at it, took that to mean he was
supposed to do something now to calm Kakarot down—which he would have done
without the matter-of-fact turning of the green back.yes\"> He grabbed the taller one’s arm, held him still, looked at him,
and tried to pass the necessity of calm into him.yes\"> Tried to show that he really did trust him and would support him
whatever he decided. Felt so vulnee
ie
in that moment, and Kakarot stopped shifting and smiled.
1\'> “Thanks ‘Geta,” he said.yes\"> Kissed him. Smiled
again. Then took off.
1\'> “I assume you’ll find your way close enough to step
in should there be a fight,” Piccolo said.
1\'> “Hn.” Of
course he would be. No one in hell he
was going to sit around and wait to see if there was going to be a
disaster. Besides, he would get his son
to spar with him—just close enough he could be at the idiots side within
moments should the need arise, but far enough away not to be intruding.
~~~***
1\'> Oh. This was
not a good idea.
1\'> He found Gohan sitting next to what looked to be a
former campfire, staring at his hands like he didn’t even recognize
himself. Which was how Goku felt when
he looked at his son sometimes. Like
something had hollowed him out and taken over him.yes\"> Because Gohan was a nice person.
He was an accepting person and even if he had turned his back to
fighting all the time, he was still proud of his family.
thought about it the more he could not possibly understand it.
this. Because he would not have thought
Gohan—the same child who had fought so hardinstinst getting angry—was capable
of this.
1\'> Watched his son raise his eyes and look at him.
1\'> “I knew you’d show up,” Gohan said.
1\'> He didn’t say anything, wasn’t sure what that tone in
his son’s voice meant. Felt something
had changed, felt a certain exhaustion in the way he stared at his hands and
spoke so lowly. Didn’t want to say the
wrong thing at the wrong moment.
1\'> “You always do.”
Fists curled tight together and then released.yes\"> Looked up at his father again, and stood up, shot forward.
pain as he uselessly punched his fists against Goku’s chest.
I wanted you there. I spent all my life
waiting for you to fucking show up! And
you always did. Eventually.
1\'> “I had to die,” he said, “To save everyone.”
1\'> “I don’t care!
And when were you going to tell me that Mos dys dying?
When it was too fucking late for me to do anything about it?!
1\'> Oh. He never
did tell anyone about that. But then,
Chichi hadn’t wanted to tell anyone.
Except Bulma. She hadn’t even
told Goku, he had known only because of how weak she was and how badly she had
smelled near the end. Not even Goten
had really known. “Gohan…”
1\'> “Shut up. You
knew. You knew and you spent all that
time with that stupid, stuck-up bitch.
With Vegeta! How could you have
done that, Dad? You knew that she was
dying and you went out and spent all day with the asshole.
What fucking use are you?”
1\'> Oh. Well that
did explain a few things.
1\'> “Were you fucking him before she was dead?
1\'> The endless questions were starting to annoy
him. Especially since he didn’t have
any time to answer them, didn’t have any answers to them.
1\'> “How could you do that Dad?yes\"> A month. A whole month
for the dead? Then what?
dying?”
1\'> Goku drew in a breath, steadied himself.
until after your Mother had passed. And
she didn’t want anyone to know…”
1\'> “I don’t care!
It wasn’t her damn decision to make!
I should have known. I should
have had been able to spend time with my own mother before she died.
that? Forget about her and spar?
How inhuman can you be?”
1\'> He moved forward, grabbed his son by the arm,
concentrated on Otherworld and IT’ed them over there, bypassed the long line,
and moved them to where Chichi was—funny that he never even considered coming
to see her—and when they appeared in the middle of her picnic she screamed.
1\'> “Oh Goku!” she yelled, “I hat whe when you do that.”
1\'> “I’m sorry Chichi,” he said.
Pushed his son towards his mother.
1\'> And Gohan fell, landed on his knees next to his
Mother, she wrapped her small arms around him.
“What’s wrong, Son?” Ran her
hands through his hair when he hugged her and didn’t say anything.
explain what was wrong. Held her son
and patted his back.
1\'> “Hey,” he said, “Have you looked and seen what’s been
happening on earth?”
1\'> “No.
Why? What happened?
baby alright?”
1\'> He smiled, was glad to see that she had recovered all
her vigor of life here, and shook his head.
“Nothing is wrong really. Goten is
perfectly fine, Videl hasn’t had the baby yet and as far as I know she’s
alright. But…yes\"> Uh…” he scratched the back of his head, “I sort of…
1\'> “Oh,” Chichi said, rolled her eyes, “That’s
nothing. I always knew you’d end up with
that snob eventually. Can’t help but be
who you are.”
1\'> Wow! That
sounded perfectly reasonable! Wow!
little bit.
1\'> “Wait a minute,” she snapped, “You didn’t move in
with him right after I died did you?
You two weren’t doing anything but sparring all that time did you?!”
1\'> He put his hands up.
“No Chichi I swear! I didn’t
even know I wanted to be with him until after I lost you.”
1\'> And that made her relax again, petted her son’s back
and tilted his face up to look at her.
Kissed his forehead. “So, Son,”
she said sweetly, (which always preceded the screaming): “How’s school?”
1\'> Gohan laughed nervously.yes\"> “Well… Actually…
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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Gk: No sex.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Vegeta: YOU
FREAKING DISAPPEARED! Think of what I
must be thinking!
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Goten:
*sheesh * Why are we always
being interrupted by our fathers? Every
day they come bug us to spar. Don’t
they know that we’re having sex?
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Trunks:
*BLUSH *
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Gk: I like
sex. I miss sex.
right?
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Alright, seening how its about 21/2 hours until I’m
supposed to be leaving (and I’m not packed, ain’t ready and have no idea where
my jacket is..) I unfortunately can’t respond to all your wonderful reviews.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>I’m going to miss you GUYS!
You’re’ll so nice and I love writing this stuff!
(I’ll be okay, really.) I
promise I’ll come back and finish the ficcies.
Swear! I won’t just disappear.
lasslass=MsoNormal style=\'line-height:150%\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>*more sobbing *
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Bye guys!