The Meaning of Pride
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The Meaning of Pride
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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
~~***
Life had simply gotten too decent to remain that way
for long. That was the truth—a truth
that Vegeta had recognized years and years previous and thought that he would
never forget it; but he had. So when he
was on his way home, thinking rather contently that all that remained of his
day was to spend the evening with Kakarot.
(Three o’clock had been changed to three-thirty so Goku could gawk at
his granddaughter for a while and keep Videl company (the pimple twerp had
classes) while she adjusted to the rigors of motherhood.)
talked about what they were going to name their daughter, listened to her
rattle off all the girly things she was looking forward to doing.
as he was not a female. He was left to
wonder if his daughter would be anything like a Saiyan female.
not.) In the end, she would be his
daughter either way and he would love her either way.
He was flying, thinking these amusing, content little
thoughts, when he was brought out of that mid-afternoon thought by a certain
pair of freaks that showed up. And he
had thought they all got the memo that the pimple twerp had dropped the ‘I hate
you, you stole my Daddy’ shit. Apparently,
their own disagreements with him were more dire than just that.
It was the bald one, and the three-eyed freak.
existence, it looked like the bald one could just have tagged along because
that’s what he did. Tag along.
“What do you want?” he demanded.
two of them, and found himself hoping to hell that they had come here looking
for a fight. He had bottled up that
annoyance over the twerp’s behavior, still had that rage inside of him and it
was just itching to be freed.
“Your mangled body being burned alive,” the triclops
said. Moved forward with (definitely)
unimpressing speed, and punched at him.
Aimed to hit him in the face, brought his leg up as if he was going to
kick, and Vegeta dodged them both effortlessly.
He would have laughed, would have fucking screamed in
laughter because he had been waiting so long for this fight and thought that it
would never come. He rounded on the
asshole, kicked him in the back of his bald head and sent him flying down,
nearly plowed him into the dirt, but his opponent caught himself he lhe last
moment, turned, just in time to get the face full of ki blasts that he sent
raining down.
Did laugh then.
Heard baldy say: “You’ll never change!”
while since he had fought two at the same time. Might prove to be an interesting match. But they were underqualified, drastically, he stepped back, let
them run into each other, and laughed all the more.
“Is that really all you’ve got?”
be fighting them because Kakarot and he had resolved that they weren’t going to
fight because they had nothing to defend.
But he was not quite in the mood to take the high road when the ‘let me
bash your face in’ road was right there and it was just so fucking satisfying
to feel his fist connect with their faces.
Punched them both, kicked baldy off to the side, sent
him down, (thought in a distracted way that he hoped the little dweeb would
stay down because he mostly just wanted to fight this tri-eyes bastard.)
the gut, a elbow to the back of his neck.
Felt his vision black out momentarily, grabbed the asshole by the leg,
swung him around and tossed him down again.
And now there were two of them.
the tri-clops.) They both converged on
him, and he punched the ‘real’ one in the gut, turned to catch the foot aimed
at him before it landed and missed the first one’s attack.
up every single moment of the past months into one big ball of hate and felt it
explode. Let he air churn around him and
screamed as he grabbed the double, kicked him until he felt something break and
then turned, looked at the original asshole, saw that it was grinning at him
with a smug expression.
“We’re just getting started.”
He laughed.
Good.
~~~***
Instant Transmission had many, many good
attributes. But the best had to be the
‘no waiting’ policy that it allowed. As
soon as he felt the explosion he was able to hand the baby back to her Mommy,
wish Videl the best of luck and say that he had to go.
POOF here he was standing on the edge of a battlefield.
Watching Vegeta fighting two Tiens.
ground and for a moment he was blinded by the overwhelming sense of betrayal he
felt. Unable to think.
him. And when the part of him that was
raised on earth shut down under the shock, instinct—that which he relied on
most in battle—came to the fore. Saw
that the person he cared about most (besides his sons) was under attack and
moved. He grabbed one of the Tien’s by
the back of the neck, pulled it out of the fight, threw him, as hard and as
fast as he could. Realized through the
fog, that he was powering up. That he
was joining Vegeta as a Super Saiyan and he could not remember being quite this
mad before.
How dare they.
The thought burned in him and he wondered if he
shouldn’t stop now, shouldn’t step back and think and see if maybe they had a
good reason for what they were doing.
After all people were all fallible, it wasn’t always their fault they
were stupider beyond all ability to measure.
Sometimes they were just stupid.
He waited for the Tien he threw to come back.
Vegeta fight the other one. Loved what
he saw. Loved the beauty of it, the
violence of it. Loved the way his lover
was winning, effortlessly. Loved the
way the earth was churning under them and thought that yes.
Then there was his son, and it was Goten yelling:
“DAD!” That broke that sense of altered
reality. He looked at him, and thought
for one horrible moment that he had done something unspeakable.
have if Goten had not been there.
“Dad,” his son repeated, “What’s happeningan
an
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Krillin’s arm is broken.”
“I don’t know,” he said, “I just got here.”
to him. Felt the waves of anger and
rage and violence all around him. Moved
within that—wasn’t afraid of him—and grabbed him after a well-placed kick sent
Tien flying away from him. Wrapped his
whole body around Vegeta and held him still.
“What happened?” he asked.
Felt that Vegeta relaxed in his grasp.
freedom, but insanely, relaxed.
Uncurled his fists. “They wanted
to fight,” Vegeta said.
Then there was a kick to his back at the same time
Tien kicked Vegeta in the gut, and Goku felt that sense of unbelievable
betrayal fly through him. Here he
was—STOPPING the fight before someone could get hurt and TIEN wasing
ing
ADVANTAGE of it. Vegeta didn’t even
have time to react. Didn’t have time to
raise his hands and throw ki blasts at him, because it burst out of Goku, like
a fire ball all around them. Shoved both of the Tiens away, knocked them back
and sent them flying. Then broken apart
into shards and drove after them.
“Hey, hey
hey!” That was his son again.
He let Vegeta go, turn around, saw that the two of them were putting up
shields to divert the shards of ki.
Protecting Tien—and a part of him was very proud of them, and the other
part was annoyed that they were interfering.
Goku half expected—no almost completely
expected—Vegeta to fight him, to say that the fight was what they wanted and he
was going to give it to them and that Goku needed to let him go so he could go
finish what the assholes started. But
he didn’t. Relaxed again.
He unwrapped his arms, only because Vegeta needed to
be free to avoid any further attempts (on Tien’s part) to fight.
by how much he felt when he looked at him.
How proud he was of his lover, and how proud he felt himself to be with
him. Wanted to wrap him back up in his
arms and kiss him until he couldn’t breath.
“He’s gone,” Goten said. Flew up to stand next to the two of them.
left. But I don’t think that’s the last
time he’s going to try.”
“No, he didn’t seem too happy,” Trunks agreed.
And it was painfully obvious that they were having
sex again, because they just moved like it.
Around one another, stood close, tilted their hips together, touched
each other more than absolutely necessary.
Had that aura about them. Which
was fine. As long as they were happy
with one another.
“Be on your guard,” Vegeta said to his son.
“Why’d he attack you?” Goten asked.
“I didn’t ask,” Vegeta replied.
looked annoyed about it. Looked like he
always did. The impervious Prince of
All Saiyans. His prince.
“Hm. I think
we’re going to go warn Gohan about this.
He and Tien were chummy there for a little bit when they had the ‘I hate
Vegeta’ fanclub.” Goten grabbed Trunks
and took off toward his brother’s apartment.
Left his father to stand there next to Vegeta.
attempt to kill you, how was your day?”
“Hn. Bulma
thinks she’s doing the baby’s room in pink.”
“PINK?! For a
Saiyan?”
“Yes, Kakarot.
But she says that she’s only going to have one daughter she’s going to do
all the female things with her she can.”
“Oh…man, but pink?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
Aw.
Gk: Hey,
‘Geta, wasn’t there something about sex supposed to be in there?
Vegeta:
Apparently we got to fight instead.
Gk: So the
sex is in the next chapter?
Goten: Not
necessarily.
Vegeta:
Ignore him. If there isn’t any
sex, we’ll just boycott.
Gk: Boycott
by having sex anyway, right?
Vegeta: No,
Kakarot, that would be protesting.
Gk: Then we’ll
protest.
Hectate 18:
I
hate it when the holidays are over.
That always sucks. *is glad to
see you’re here. * (Good luck with the
arse-kissing.)
Why
is everyone trying to KIDNAP MY CHARACTERS?!
*lawyers appear to point out that none of the DBZ characters are
hers.* Yeah…well.. The twins are!
take ‘Geta too. *sobs brokenly until
Goku shows up and pats her on the back. *
Gk:
There there, dearie, Vegeta is mine and nobody is going to take him anywhere.
Jaygoose:
Glad
you liked it. I read your review when I
was attempting to solidify the idea for that chapter and figured ‘hey, why
not?’ with the PB thing.
Webtester 01:
Oh~
The real chapter is up? Yeah!
Mechanical Butterfly:
I’m
a sucker for Angel. I like One Tree
Hill, too. (Don’t watch it faithfully
like I do Angel tho.)
*Goku
and Vegeta are both pleased you decided to wash our head; as they are now able
to have sex all the time.*
Getarian:
101!
I’ve been anxiously waiting for this day. Wow! One hundred and
one! *just keeps repeating this to
herself*
Wow.
Now
the day Cross-Eyed gets a thousand hits I’ll just die from happiness.
glad I made you laugh.
*Sigh *
Going to go generate more chapters now.