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Saiyan Enlightenment

By: CardDragonBall
folder Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 40
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Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Saiyan Enlightenmentstyle='font-size:18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-style:normal'>



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Sequel to The Meaning of
Pride



Card



 



Disclaimers and Warnings and Author’s
Snarky Comments:



A.      style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;color:black'>Lets all
sing: This is the fic that never ends,
yes it goes on and on my friends, some people started reading it, not knowing what
it was and they’ll keep reading it forever just because this is the fic that
never ends…



B.      style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;color:black'>*cough * I do
not own DB, DBZ, or DBGT. If I did DB
“GT” would be ‘Group Therapy’ and DBZ would be about Goku’s quest to get Vegeta
sweaty and naked (and trapped under him while he had his wicked way with him.)



C.      style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;color:black'>This is a
CONTINUATION of The Meaning of Pride.
That means for this to make complete sense you should go read MoP.



D.      style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;color:black'>Obviously, there
will be ‘Saiyan’ ness. That’s (as
Vegeta puts it): to include violent fighting, angry sex and fighting for
‘dominance.’ As well as LEMONS.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Homosexuality (two male Saiyans boinking
(having sex), actually four, because Trunks & Goten get laid too)style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Dirty language probably.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Unexplained green smirks.



E.      style='font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;color:black'>Gohan’s an
ass. This might change (let us all pray
it’ll change) but he held on to his ‘assness’ for forty chapters in MoP,style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I don’t see him parting with it.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



 



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style='mso-tab-count:1'> Right. Talk to the sons.
Right. Go sit.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Talk.
To the sons. He could do that,
he was a very blunt person, and he was very good at this sort of thing, he had
yelled at tons of folk. He could handle
two preternaturally horny saiyan teenagers.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Right?



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Except here he sat, on that bank
of the river that Kakarot loved so much, with the two sons looking at him
expectantly, patiently, legs crossed. “Uh…Dad?”
his brilliant offspring said, “Were we just going to…”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Sit here and get a tan?” Goten
finished. “Because if that’s the plan I’d
really like to take my shirt off. Tan
lines suck.” But he didn’t take his
shirt off, he just gave Vegeta thatk thk that meant the youngest Son already
knew why they were there.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Goten,” Trunks said
admonishingly.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “What?” Goten returned.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> He was starting to think this
would be easiest to explain if he wasn’t the one doing it.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Especially not while he was trying to
concentrate on his mate’s ki. Kakarot
seemed to have found his calm, but that didn’t mean he was a master of
maintaining it, and that dumbass child seemed to know exactly how to push every
single one of his father’s buttons.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Alright,” Goten said after the
silence stretched on for a while, “What we are here to hear is that,” he turned
to look at Trunks now, “There is a fairly large chance that I’m going to get the
itch to dominant someone one day too.
And it seems that the two of us are going to be together for a while,
thusly this issue needs to be addressed.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Vegeta nodded distantly.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Blocked out their conversation while he
tried to figure out exactly where Kakarot was, and it was pissing him off that
his stupid lover could dim his ki.
Whoever heard of dimming you damn ki.
(Yes, he was irrational, yes he knew it was an excellent skill to have,
and no he did not give a damn.)



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Dad,” Trunks said, and speaking
directly to him, made him turn and look.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “What?”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Just… Well…”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Goten didn’t look very surprised
by this stuttering, but he wasn’t ticked off either. Almost indifferent, but enough concerned that it didn’t look like
he was being a prick. Just sitting
there leaning back, looking somewhere between the horizon and the clouds.style="mso-spacerun: yes">



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Trunks didn’t look too happy
with this news, but he wasn’t responding with that tic tic ‘uke=girl=bad’
bullshit. This was a definite
improvement from months ago. But he was
still casting a pleading look at his father like he was expecting some sort of
encouragement or a guiding word or something, and Vegeta tried very hard to
find something fatherly to say at this juncture. Thought back to Radditz and Nappa, and they hadn’t been very wise
about the state of these things.
Radditz had once said ‘It happens.’
And that was just about the extent of what they thought about the
position of ‘uke.’ Nappa had pointed
out that it had never happened to him—none of them were shocked by this, but he
remembered feeling an immense pity for the fool that was Nappa’s partner.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Radditz had recounted an encounter with an
off-planet woman as being the moment of ‘dominance’ and never said one way or
another if a kid had come of it.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> That fact made him forget just
what in the hell he was doing at the moment, because he had just forgot about
the possible kid. (Granted, it had been
like…damn. Twenty six…no…like thirty
years ago that he had been told this news.
Still, this affair with Kakarot almost demanded that he tell the tall
idiot about his possible niece/nephew.)



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Dad?” Trunks said again.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> He looked at his son.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Goten is right. No one can predict the time this urge to dominate comes about, it
can come as early as nine or as late as forties. It will come about though and if the two of you intend to stay
together the issue needs to be addressed.
No one can tell you how you deal with it.” Then he climbed to his feet again and frowned at this newly
discovered memory.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> He had been having a lot of
those, and it was plain annoying. He
started writing them down rather than forget them again.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Found the more he thought about it, the
farther back he went in his own memory the more he remembered from Radditz and
Nappa. They had taught him a lot—hell,
they had almost taught him everything.



 



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style='mso-tab-count:1'> Talking to Gohan wasn’t nearly
as difficult as finding him. Goku had
walked every where in the damn city, tracing his son’s ki and thus far he had
been responsible for six near traffic accidents, accidentally kicked someone
across a building (thankfully not through it) and was now floating outside of
people’s windows. No Gohan yet, but he
was somewhere in this building.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> He just kept floating.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Then a window opened and his son’s
rather annoyed head poked out and said: “What do you want dad?”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> He smiled his brilliant-est
smile and floated on down to his window, then climbed into it (without any sort
of dignity at all, but you try getting all of him through that tiny window
without looking stupid.) Fell on his
face in the middle of his son’s office.
(Wasn’t Gohan a professor or something?) Then sat there and looked at him. “Hi son.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Why are you here?” Gohan asked.



styleo-tao-tab-count:1'> Piccolo had warned him that
after a week of circular arguments, Trunks had just flat out told Gohan that he
was overreacting to everything and needed to get the hell over himself.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Apparently the wisdom of Trunks’ words had
not set well with his child. But then,
the bluntness thing Vegeta had was probably passed down, and that would account
for Gohan balking at the words.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Well,” Goku said, stood up and
dusted off his pants, “We need to talk son.”
Then looked at Gohan and let the smile fade away.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Seriously.” And it was back, that burning imperative in his chest that he not
apologize for what had happened, but Gohan just looked at him, and he could see
it in his eyes. That uncertainty that
thing that bordered on fear and he had never wanted his children to be afraid
of him. “Look,” he said, “You never
wanted to fight. Never liked to get
angry and you have to get angry to fight.
You never wanted to study because…” he stopped.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Chichi said that you were trying to make me
love you. She told me that once when
you were really young and I didn’t believe her. I have always fought, Gohan.
I can’t remember a second of my life when I didn’t want to fight or
train or spar. But you weren’t like
that and I kept pushing you. I’m
sorry. I never meant to make you be
something you didn’t want to be.” That
said.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Gohan just looked at him.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Stony glare now, but it wasn’t a very strong
front. He knew Gohan, even if the kid
thought he didn’t and there was a well of emotion there, just like there was in
his mother. Chichi would have cried if
she were here, she would have smacked him upside his head and demanded why it
took his so fucking long to finally realize these things.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Gohan just looked at him.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “I know you don’t like
Vegeta. I know you don’t like the fact that
I’m with him. Or that your brother is
with Trunks.” He paused and thought
about the next thin sai said. “I know
what Vegeta has done. I know better
than you every single thing he has done.
He didn’t trick me. He didn’t
make me. I am an adult and I chose him,
knowing exactly what he was. I still
chose him. To be with him.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He has stood by me through everything that
has happened, and he has made me a better…”
Not person. “Saiyan.”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Gohan crossed his arms over his
chest. Looked like he was on the verge
of yelling again or not. It was hard to
tell now. “Look Dad.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> This is a great speech.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> But I’ve got enough of my own problems to
worry about…”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> He sighed.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Grow up,” he said.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Sharply.
Interrupted his son and glared at him, and meant it with every fiber in
his being. Glared at his son.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “I might not have done the best I could have
with you, but you’re still living in the shadow of what you think you
should be. Grow up, Gohan.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Make your own decisions.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Accept your responsibilities.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> You have a wife now…”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “That’s rich,” Gohan
interrupted, “Coming from a man that was dead for years rather than…”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “I was dead,” he returned, “Because
by being alive I am a threat to the planet.
Have you not noticed every time I’m alive something tries to destroy the
world?”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> “GEE DAD,” Gohan shouted, “And
by dying you accomplished WHAT?! You
didn’t kill Cell, I did. You didn’t
kill Freiza, Trunks did. You only
killed Buu BECAUSE NOBODYE WAE WAS ALIVE TO DO IT! So…” he said. “Grow up
and accept your responsibilities. You
are stronger than any of us. You always
have been, but you’re so obsessed with fighting that you’d rather let the world
get destroyed than DEFEAT ANYTHING. I
saw you dad, you could have pulverized Buu when you were at level 3, when he
was just that fat thing. And what did
you do?” Gohan stopped as if this
proved a point. “You played with
him. You could have defeated Cell, and
you made me do it. You could have
defeated Freiza, but you didn’t, you let him live. Are you incapable of making good decisions?”



style='mso-tab-count:1'> This conversation looked like it
might be going to take a while. He was
running out of things to say. “Gohan,”
he said finally, “I can’t change what I did in the past.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I made the best decisions I knew how
to. I hope you and Videl have a great
life together, and I hope that you let her give you a great life.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Your mother made life great for me, and I
loved her. Vegeta makes life great and
I love him. I am not leaving him.”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Goku stopped. That was it.



style='mso-tab-count:1'> That was everything he had to
say. So he gave his son another smile,
a nod, and turned to leave him standing there, looking at him like he was going
to cry or not or whatever. He couldn’t
do anything else now.



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Once more, the chapter is late.
I sorry.



 



Goten:style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Oooo!
Oooo! Can I tell them?



Trunks:style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Tell them what?



Goku:style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He thinks he’s going to get laid.



Vegeta:style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Kakarot, I have something…



Goten:style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Oh no you don’t! You are not telling him anything until I GET MINE!



 



 



Macha:



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Yeah. I’m glad you were okay with the chapter.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I’m glad everyone is interested in Vegeta’s
journal! Yay! And the boys probably did sleep.
Probably naked. We will just
never know for sure. And I love how you’re
not sure if Goku’s statement was disturbing or comforting.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I’m not sure either.



 



Webtester01:



style='mso-tab-count:1'> Thanks for reviewing then!style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Especially on a time limit.



 



EleneK:



style='mso-tab-count:1'> *motions to authors notes at the
start of the chapter about this being the story that never ends *style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Actually, not sure the fate of this.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I am working on a plot development that
would allow me to continue it, but I can’t imagine that folk
style='mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;color:black'>still want to read it
after all this time. The goal is of
course to make this one 40 chapters and possibly move onto a sequel.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> But after 80 chapters you’d think the story
would get repetitive. *shrugs *style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Vegeta’s writing would make interng
ng
reading. Especially considering its
contains a lot of stuff from his more ‘evil’ years.



 



Jaygoose:



*blushing
now * You know, many folks have told me
that. I manage to make people respond
emotionally or whatever with just a few words.
Quite frankly, I don’t consciously do it, so I can be humble about
it. And I believe I’ve made it clear
how much I love your story. Can’t
figure out what exactly, just something about it. Its good.



 



SaiyajinNeko:



Meep.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> *pats little late review * I love all
reviews. And tomorrow, hopefully I will
have the SE chapter on time for a change.
*sheesh * Last night I sat down
and wrote three chapters for Moments in a Life instead of SE and FT.



 



POLL:



Not really a poll, but a question nonetheless.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Have plans to finish off this monstrosity of
a story by chapter 40. Feelings on this
matter? I have tentative sketch-plans
for a possible sequel (this will be more obvious in the next few
chapters.) Or I can just let this be
the end.



 



 






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