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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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5,999
Reviews:
36
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
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Switch
Chapter specific warnings: CONTINUED RAPE LEMON. GRAPHIC SHOTA RAPE LEMON FLASHBACK (Burter/Vegeta and Reccoome/Vegeta). Objectification of Goku’s body on Vegeta’s part. Delusions for sanity’s sake. Post-rape awkwardness. Well-deserved violence.
Chapter 5: Switch
Vaguely, Vegeta continued his study of the Saiyajin in Ginyu’s body, trying to ignore the fact that his own was being used like trash at the moment. Funny how he could actually see that it was indeed Kakarrot in there, despite their physical differences. The pathetic attempts to redirect his attention from the present situation faltered as Ginyu grabbed his chin, flashing white teeth at him.
“You’re being awfully quiet. Not screaming and begging as usual?”, Ginyu said quietly, but loud enough for Goku to hear, “What’s the matter? You shy in front of your boyfriend?"
/////flashback
"Scream, monkey, scream!!!"
And he does so, obeying like the good slut they make him. He can see Nappa, knocked out, fucking lucky bastard. Radditz is held down, made to watch and the other ugly one, uglier even than the asthmatic-sounding reptile sliding his blood-slicked cock out of him, steps up. Uglier. Bigger. His neck strains trying to look up at him. He bites another scream back, an outward show of rage overcoming pain, as his young legs are yanked wider apart.
Stupid, clumsy laughter. To that, he says something brave. Something bound to make things worse than what they already are. Can't remember what but thoughts of considering regret are gone and replaced with agony.
"Yeah, just like that, little prince", Stupid-and-Bigger says but he only hears syllables, garbled sounds. Cannot comprehend anything aside from pain.
And, gods, it's horrible. His black eyes widen, pupils constricting at the white hot heat as he is ripped in half. He has to be split in two by now. They couldn't possibly do anything worse to him. There can't be anything more terrible than this. The tissue of his body snaps, blood pouring like a babbling brook over rocks, the rocks he imagines to be bone. It can't get any worse. It can't. His mouth is open and his screams rouse Nappa. Wonderful, another member of the audience he can fucking entertain.
He howls, wishing for death, damning himself as the child in him, the child he still is, begs for mercy. For them to stop. Never mind that his subjects look down in shame. Disgust. Gods, he begs deliriously, gods please stop//////
As brutal as the rape itself, his thoughts plunged him deeper into darkness with forgotten memories, bringing another kind of pain that nothing else could or would ever touch. His screams from another time and place pierced him, all the lived sensations came full blast--the momentary flashes that would sometimes remind him of his stained, broken soul beneath the hard, unforgiving pride that comforted him with delusions, telling him he was still the prince and somehow that still mattered even when he was being ripped apart. That the acts that reduced him to childish sobbing when he was younger were nothing but opportunities, exercises that made him even stronger. Back when there was still something alive in him to comfort. The Saiyajin race would get theirs, he would vow as he'd lay broken and dying inside as his subjects tended mechanically to his wounds, One day.
It all came rushing at him and he whimpered before he could stop himself, his rage at Ginyu's approving smile stopping his descent into crumbling into pieces. But more so there was Kakarrot, staring at him in horror. In pity. As if it did any good to do so.
Idiot.
He fought slipping further and further into delirium, staring dumbly at Goku’s face twisted with Ginyu’s evil grin. The bastard hadn’t paused long since he’d started--apparently, Kakarrot’s body had better stamina. Well, considering how long the low-class had lasted against him on Earth, he definitely had a handle on pushing his body to the limit and even beyond. In that sense, he was still Saiyajin.
His pain-dulled stare became more focused as he grabbed onto the distracting thoughts like a life-line, escaping more and more into the subject of Kakarrot. His impressive performance on Earth during their fight--all that power and potential the Earth-raised Saiyajin had in him despite being of a low-class was breath-taking, though of course he’d never admit it. And, while he still hungered for the taste of victory with Kakarrot lying broken at his feet at their rematch, he had also been looking forward to testing his new strength…and seeing how he stood against Kakarrot's improvement…what else he was capable of...
And, though his body was being used to subjugate him in such an intimate manner, he took a little comfort that it wasn’t Ginyu’s hideous face beaming down at him. And Kakarrot’s body was warm to the touch, the fingers holding his chin in place burning against his skin. He laughed in his head at the thought--at least Kakarrot wasn’t bad to look at.
Flushed face above him, dark lashes on the half-lidded brown eyes. The sweat glistened on the smooth, tan skin, trailing down the youthful features of his face, over the hardness of his neck and over the muscles peeking over the collar of his gi. That tantalizing mouth was slack--firm, smooth lips parted slightly, grimacing a little every other thrust or so.
Vegeta let out a shaky breath, eyes easily taking in everything Goku’s body had to offer.
…damn…no, not bad to look at…not at all…perfect physical specimen of Saiyajin...
And so Vegeta shut his eyes, grimacing slightly, warping reality in his head once more.
//It’s Kakarrot...I’m fucking Kakarrot and...and I want it...//
He repeated the name under his lips softly, screaming it in his head.
The pain was easier to handle now. Vegeta’s eyes were lightly closed, regulating his breathing, summoning that discipline that had built up over the years. His brow only creased as Ginyu tried fucking hard enough to hurt, concentrating only on thoughts of...
//...Kakarrot...//
“Give me the scouter’, he heard Goku’s voice at a distance, “I’ll check it myself.”
He felt the scouter taken off his head, heard Ginyu’s derisive laugh at Goku’s persistence despite his body’s capability of taking out the rest of Ginyu’s men like they were untrained children.
Soft electronic beeping as the scouter measured the immense power of the body still mercilessly thrusting in and out of him…then a soft laugh. His eyes snapped open, looking up at Goku’s triumphant smile.
“Vegeta…you’re gonna wanna see this. I promise.”
“Nice try, monkey-boy”, Ginyu replied, though Vegeta could hear the hesitation of doubt in the words, “I told you, I saw it with my own two eyes--you’re at 180,000.”
Goku only shook his head, then looked down at Vegeta’s fevered but now-curious face, “Sorry, but you're in for a surprise.”
The scouter slid next to his ear, Vegeta eyed it and then picked it up slowly, fitting it onto his head. His hands shook but tightened over it as Ginyu concentrated on raising his power level as much as he could, the energy rippling through him and throughout the room with an intense heat. Although Ginyu had slowed down for the moment, he was back to a frenzied pace that nearly made Vegeta pass out, but he held on, teeth clenched as he clicked the device on.
He watched the numbers rise higher and higher and then stop. His eyes widened in disbelief.
His expression didn’t change even as Ginyu finally came with a grunt, pulling out and cumming on the tensing muscles of the lower part of the prince’s stomach. He loomed over him, panting hard and becoming annoyed at the silence and the look of utter shock on Vegeta’s face.
“Well?”, Ginyu growled at him tiredly.
At first, Vegeta could only stare at the number as though he were unable to decipher it.
“Hey, did you fall asleep?”, Ginyu yelled at him irritably, raising his hand back and letting it loose to smack some sense into the prince.
A white glove suddenly caught his wrist before impact, two angry black eyes glaring fiercely into him.
“23, 000.”
“Ha!”, Ginyu exclaimed victoriously before his brain processed the number and brought him back down, “Wait--what--?!”
His answer was a swift slam of a fist into his face, making him topple over. Vegeta stood up unsteadily, glaring at him with a small smile even as he wiped off the mess Ginyu had left on him, ripping off his remaining, now-sullied glove and tossing it to the side. Strength that he thought had depleted was suddenly readily available, thanks to the fierce Saiyajin anger and the promise of vengeance boiling inside him. The fear hindering his fight vanished like the arrogant grin from Ginyu's face.
“It’s 23, 000. And dropping.”
“WHAT!?! There’s no way--”
“I told you but you…nng…you wouldn’t listen”, Goku said weakly but with a smile, “You’ll never have access to my full power--i-it takes years of intense training and discipline to finally sync your body to the extent of your energy. You may as well give up.”
“Give up?”, Ginyu repeated, staring at him over his shoulder, “Me?! The one and only Captain Ginyu?!”
He whipped around angrily, staring down at Goku with his arms raised to power up an attack, “NEVER!!”
“Oh, don't sell yourself short. I'm sure I can talk you into it.”
Ginyu whipped around in time to see Vegeta blast towards him, smashing a knee into his back and sending him flying out of the room. Goku barely had the chance to get out of the way as the revitalized prince followed his target.
“I’ve looked forward to this day for so long”, Goku heard Vegeta’s voice and chilling, maniacal laughter ring out from down the hall, sounds of explosions and fighting leading him as he slowly made it to their new battle ground. Finally, Goku peeked into the room, this one some sort of large locker room, to see Ginyu getting beaten literally into the floor of the ship.
“Th-there’s no way--NO WAY YOU CAN BE STRONGER THAN ME!!!”, Ginyu roared, breaking free and launching himself at his opponent, who only smirked and dodged at the last minute, bringing his elbow down hard across his back, and simultaneously bringing his knee with devastating force into his abdomen.
Goku rejoiced weakly at seeing Ginyu’s defeat, then became a little worried as Vegeta pummeled Ginyu mercilessly, the sounds of ribs cracking and the blood spurting out of his mouth a signal that there was significant damage being dealt to his body, which he was still very much fond of.
“V-Vegeta…that’s enough!”, he only managed to croak softly, collapsing onto his hands and knees and watching as his body was very thoroughly abused.
"This is for all those times", he heard Vegeta hiss into Ginyu's startled face, "I told you, didn't I? I told you AND your pathetic team I'd get you all back."
Ginyu slammed head-first into a row of lockers, then crumpled to the floor with a low groan. Vegeta flew over to him and wrenched him up, holding Ginyu by raven spikes of hair before he threw the battered captain up and out of the ship with a blast to help him on his way, debris clattering around them. The prince did not acknowledge Goku's presence, eyes trained on Ginyu, all his concentration on the imminence of revenge.
A familiar yellow glow shone from Ginyu's falling form. Goku could only get to his knees behind the preoccupied royal, his breathing haggard and vision starting to dim. He manage to look up and his eyes widened.
//He’s gonna switch bodies again! This is my chance!!//
His prince didn’t notice, powering up an immense attack.
“Vegeta, get out of the way!!”
Goku used the last bit of strength to throw himself at Vegeta, who was caught unprepared and knocked to the floor.
He got up on his elbows stiffly, glaring fiercely at him, “Kakarrot, what are you doing--!?”
Blinding yellow light suddenly exploded into the room. Vegeta shielded his eyes from the brilliance, then looked around warily as the light faded, merely glancing over as Goku’s body fell back into the ship with a thud and a soft groan.
“H-hey, I’m me again”, Vegeta heard Goku’s unmistakable voice from his own body.
“What…what the hell just happened?!”, Vegeta asked angrily, looking from one to the other.
Ginyu sat up unsteadily, intense pain spiking from the self-inflicted wound on his chest, realizing he was back in his old body.
“D-damn it!”, he growled weakly before Vegeta’s shadow fell over him, a pleasant smile on the Saiyajin prince’s face. Almost immediately, the smile vanished, Vegeta's eyes blank and empty with mute rage. There were no words to express the abject hatred but Vegeta managed to communicate his feelings nonetheless.
Goku's blood ran cold as the echo of the dying scream outlived their enemy. The blast was terrible, infused with a pain and anger that Goku could not even rationalize. Outside, the battle against Jeice came to a halt, all three fighters noting the sudden permanent interruption of a power level. Jeice paled at the smoking embers raining down to Namekian soil, all eyes now riveted to the smoking hole in the ceiling of the ship.
Vegeta glared up at his next target, about to launch himself into the sky when he remembered the state of his clothes. No need for any curious inquiries regarding that. He looked around the locker room, quickly spotting a pair of blue pants that wasn’t burning with most of the objects in the room. Cleaning himself off as much and as fast as he could, he dressed and then paused. After a moment, he glanced back at his companion.
Goku lay on his back, trying to will his body to move. Vegeta had really been intent on destroying Ginyu, regardless of whose body he was in--he didn’t blame him though now Goku was the one paying for the punishment. His breath hitched as the prince was suddenly in his line of sight, looking down at him with an expression devoid of emotion--a rather frightening blank stare.
//In the condition he’s in, he poses no threat at all…//, Vegeta mused, still silently looking at him, //I could easily finish him off…
…but still…//
Goku flinched, then stared at the hand outstretched before him.
“The only reason you’re not ashes right now is that you still owe me a rematch. And, it’s a long-shot, but you may prove useful against Freeza once you’ve healed”, Vegeta said in a monotonous tone, not quite looking at him.
His low-class subject hesitantly clasped his hand, wincing as he pulled him up and supported his weight, Goku leaning heavily onto his shoulder.
“Are…are you okay, Vegeta?”
Vegeta paused at the question, shooting a sideways glance at him. The expression was earnest, full of sincere concern and all that nonsense.
“…I’m fine.”
They both broke off the stare, an unspoken agreement to never mention what had happened to anyone.
“Thanks for helping me, Vegeta”, Goku finally said, “I know you probably hate doing it.”
Vegeta rolled his eyes, thankful for the end of the awkward silence, “Hn. Don’t get used to it, Kakarrot…and you’re right, I do.”
Goku felt a grin form at the irritability he was already getting used to. They flew out of the ship and rejoined the others in the fight. It would be years before what had happened would ever see light again...
TBC
********
A/N: Nope, it's not over yet. And it won't necessarily be all roses either. I tried to get the quotes right for the part where Ginyu realizes he can't use Goku's full power and I used the English dub from DragonballZ Kai because it seemed more hilarious and a nice break from the torture. Also, I decided to kill Ginyu, as you have seen. I think Vegeta deserved at least that, so that's my sorry-present to him lol. From my draft of this, I'd say maybe 1-2 more chapters? We'll see ^_^ Thanks for all the reviews and ideas, pretties.
Chapter 5: Switch
Vaguely, Vegeta continued his study of the Saiyajin in Ginyu’s body, trying to ignore the fact that his own was being used like trash at the moment. Funny how he could actually see that it was indeed Kakarrot in there, despite their physical differences. The pathetic attempts to redirect his attention from the present situation faltered as Ginyu grabbed his chin, flashing white teeth at him.
“You’re being awfully quiet. Not screaming and begging as usual?”, Ginyu said quietly, but loud enough for Goku to hear, “What’s the matter? You shy in front of your boyfriend?"
/////flashback
"Scream, monkey, scream!!!"
And he does so, obeying like the good slut they make him. He can see Nappa, knocked out, fucking lucky bastard. Radditz is held down, made to watch and the other ugly one, uglier even than the asthmatic-sounding reptile sliding his blood-slicked cock out of him, steps up. Uglier. Bigger. His neck strains trying to look up at him. He bites another scream back, an outward show of rage overcoming pain, as his young legs are yanked wider apart.
Stupid, clumsy laughter. To that, he says something brave. Something bound to make things worse than what they already are. Can't remember what but thoughts of considering regret are gone and replaced with agony.
"Yeah, just like that, little prince", Stupid-and-Bigger says but he only hears syllables, garbled sounds. Cannot comprehend anything aside from pain.
And, gods, it's horrible. His black eyes widen, pupils constricting at the white hot heat as he is ripped in half. He has to be split in two by now. They couldn't possibly do anything worse to him. There can't be anything more terrible than this. The tissue of his body snaps, blood pouring like a babbling brook over rocks, the rocks he imagines to be bone. It can't get any worse. It can't. His mouth is open and his screams rouse Nappa. Wonderful, another member of the audience he can fucking entertain.
He howls, wishing for death, damning himself as the child in him, the child he still is, begs for mercy. For them to stop. Never mind that his subjects look down in shame. Disgust. Gods, he begs deliriously, gods please stop//////
As brutal as the rape itself, his thoughts plunged him deeper into darkness with forgotten memories, bringing another kind of pain that nothing else could or would ever touch. His screams from another time and place pierced him, all the lived sensations came full blast--the momentary flashes that would sometimes remind him of his stained, broken soul beneath the hard, unforgiving pride that comforted him with delusions, telling him he was still the prince and somehow that still mattered even when he was being ripped apart. That the acts that reduced him to childish sobbing when he was younger were nothing but opportunities, exercises that made him even stronger. Back when there was still something alive in him to comfort. The Saiyajin race would get theirs, he would vow as he'd lay broken and dying inside as his subjects tended mechanically to his wounds, One day.
It all came rushing at him and he whimpered before he could stop himself, his rage at Ginyu's approving smile stopping his descent into crumbling into pieces. But more so there was Kakarrot, staring at him in horror. In pity. As if it did any good to do so.
Idiot.
He fought slipping further and further into delirium, staring dumbly at Goku’s face twisted with Ginyu’s evil grin. The bastard hadn’t paused long since he’d started--apparently, Kakarrot’s body had better stamina. Well, considering how long the low-class had lasted against him on Earth, he definitely had a handle on pushing his body to the limit and even beyond. In that sense, he was still Saiyajin.
His pain-dulled stare became more focused as he grabbed onto the distracting thoughts like a life-line, escaping more and more into the subject of Kakarrot. His impressive performance on Earth during their fight--all that power and potential the Earth-raised Saiyajin had in him despite being of a low-class was breath-taking, though of course he’d never admit it. And, while he still hungered for the taste of victory with Kakarrot lying broken at his feet at their rematch, he had also been looking forward to testing his new strength…and seeing how he stood against Kakarrot's improvement…what else he was capable of...
And, though his body was being used to subjugate him in such an intimate manner, he took a little comfort that it wasn’t Ginyu’s hideous face beaming down at him. And Kakarrot’s body was warm to the touch, the fingers holding his chin in place burning against his skin. He laughed in his head at the thought--at least Kakarrot wasn’t bad to look at.
Flushed face above him, dark lashes on the half-lidded brown eyes. The sweat glistened on the smooth, tan skin, trailing down the youthful features of his face, over the hardness of his neck and over the muscles peeking over the collar of his gi. That tantalizing mouth was slack--firm, smooth lips parted slightly, grimacing a little every other thrust or so.
Vegeta let out a shaky breath, eyes easily taking in everything Goku’s body had to offer.
…damn…no, not bad to look at…not at all…perfect physical specimen of Saiyajin...
And so Vegeta shut his eyes, grimacing slightly, warping reality in his head once more.
//It’s Kakarrot...I’m fucking Kakarrot and...and I want it...//
He repeated the name under his lips softly, screaming it in his head.
The pain was easier to handle now. Vegeta’s eyes were lightly closed, regulating his breathing, summoning that discipline that had built up over the years. His brow only creased as Ginyu tried fucking hard enough to hurt, concentrating only on thoughts of...
//...Kakarrot...//
“Give me the scouter’, he heard Goku’s voice at a distance, “I’ll check it myself.”
He felt the scouter taken off his head, heard Ginyu’s derisive laugh at Goku’s persistence despite his body’s capability of taking out the rest of Ginyu’s men like they were untrained children.
Soft electronic beeping as the scouter measured the immense power of the body still mercilessly thrusting in and out of him…then a soft laugh. His eyes snapped open, looking up at Goku’s triumphant smile.
“Vegeta…you’re gonna wanna see this. I promise.”
“Nice try, monkey-boy”, Ginyu replied, though Vegeta could hear the hesitation of doubt in the words, “I told you, I saw it with my own two eyes--you’re at 180,000.”
Goku only shook his head, then looked down at Vegeta’s fevered but now-curious face, “Sorry, but you're in for a surprise.”
The scouter slid next to his ear, Vegeta eyed it and then picked it up slowly, fitting it onto his head. His hands shook but tightened over it as Ginyu concentrated on raising his power level as much as he could, the energy rippling through him and throughout the room with an intense heat. Although Ginyu had slowed down for the moment, he was back to a frenzied pace that nearly made Vegeta pass out, but he held on, teeth clenched as he clicked the device on.
He watched the numbers rise higher and higher and then stop. His eyes widened in disbelief.
His expression didn’t change even as Ginyu finally came with a grunt, pulling out and cumming on the tensing muscles of the lower part of the prince’s stomach. He loomed over him, panting hard and becoming annoyed at the silence and the look of utter shock on Vegeta’s face.
“Well?”, Ginyu growled at him tiredly.
At first, Vegeta could only stare at the number as though he were unable to decipher it.
“Hey, did you fall asleep?”, Ginyu yelled at him irritably, raising his hand back and letting it loose to smack some sense into the prince.
A white glove suddenly caught his wrist before impact, two angry black eyes glaring fiercely into him.
“23, 000.”
“Ha!”, Ginyu exclaimed victoriously before his brain processed the number and brought him back down, “Wait--what--?!”
His answer was a swift slam of a fist into his face, making him topple over. Vegeta stood up unsteadily, glaring at him with a small smile even as he wiped off the mess Ginyu had left on him, ripping off his remaining, now-sullied glove and tossing it to the side. Strength that he thought had depleted was suddenly readily available, thanks to the fierce Saiyajin anger and the promise of vengeance boiling inside him. The fear hindering his fight vanished like the arrogant grin from Ginyu's face.
“It’s 23, 000. And dropping.”
“WHAT!?! There’s no way--”
“I told you but you…nng…you wouldn’t listen”, Goku said weakly but with a smile, “You’ll never have access to my full power--i-it takes years of intense training and discipline to finally sync your body to the extent of your energy. You may as well give up.”
“Give up?”, Ginyu repeated, staring at him over his shoulder, “Me?! The one and only Captain Ginyu?!”
He whipped around angrily, staring down at Goku with his arms raised to power up an attack, “NEVER!!”
“Oh, don't sell yourself short. I'm sure I can talk you into it.”
Ginyu whipped around in time to see Vegeta blast towards him, smashing a knee into his back and sending him flying out of the room. Goku barely had the chance to get out of the way as the revitalized prince followed his target.
“I’ve looked forward to this day for so long”, Goku heard Vegeta’s voice and chilling, maniacal laughter ring out from down the hall, sounds of explosions and fighting leading him as he slowly made it to their new battle ground. Finally, Goku peeked into the room, this one some sort of large locker room, to see Ginyu getting beaten literally into the floor of the ship.
“Th-there’s no way--NO WAY YOU CAN BE STRONGER THAN ME!!!”, Ginyu roared, breaking free and launching himself at his opponent, who only smirked and dodged at the last minute, bringing his elbow down hard across his back, and simultaneously bringing his knee with devastating force into his abdomen.
Goku rejoiced weakly at seeing Ginyu’s defeat, then became a little worried as Vegeta pummeled Ginyu mercilessly, the sounds of ribs cracking and the blood spurting out of his mouth a signal that there was significant damage being dealt to his body, which he was still very much fond of.
“V-Vegeta…that’s enough!”, he only managed to croak softly, collapsing onto his hands and knees and watching as his body was very thoroughly abused.
"This is for all those times", he heard Vegeta hiss into Ginyu's startled face, "I told you, didn't I? I told you AND your pathetic team I'd get you all back."
Ginyu slammed head-first into a row of lockers, then crumpled to the floor with a low groan. Vegeta flew over to him and wrenched him up, holding Ginyu by raven spikes of hair before he threw the battered captain up and out of the ship with a blast to help him on his way, debris clattering around them. The prince did not acknowledge Goku's presence, eyes trained on Ginyu, all his concentration on the imminence of revenge.
A familiar yellow glow shone from Ginyu's falling form. Goku could only get to his knees behind the preoccupied royal, his breathing haggard and vision starting to dim. He manage to look up and his eyes widened.
//He’s gonna switch bodies again! This is my chance!!//
His prince didn’t notice, powering up an immense attack.
“Vegeta, get out of the way!!”
Goku used the last bit of strength to throw himself at Vegeta, who was caught unprepared and knocked to the floor.
He got up on his elbows stiffly, glaring fiercely at him, “Kakarrot, what are you doing--!?”
Blinding yellow light suddenly exploded into the room. Vegeta shielded his eyes from the brilliance, then looked around warily as the light faded, merely glancing over as Goku’s body fell back into the ship with a thud and a soft groan.
“H-hey, I’m me again”, Vegeta heard Goku’s unmistakable voice from his own body.
“What…what the hell just happened?!”, Vegeta asked angrily, looking from one to the other.
Ginyu sat up unsteadily, intense pain spiking from the self-inflicted wound on his chest, realizing he was back in his old body.
“D-damn it!”, he growled weakly before Vegeta’s shadow fell over him, a pleasant smile on the Saiyajin prince’s face. Almost immediately, the smile vanished, Vegeta's eyes blank and empty with mute rage. There were no words to express the abject hatred but Vegeta managed to communicate his feelings nonetheless.
Goku's blood ran cold as the echo of the dying scream outlived their enemy. The blast was terrible, infused with a pain and anger that Goku could not even rationalize. Outside, the battle against Jeice came to a halt, all three fighters noting the sudden permanent interruption of a power level. Jeice paled at the smoking embers raining down to Namekian soil, all eyes now riveted to the smoking hole in the ceiling of the ship.
Vegeta glared up at his next target, about to launch himself into the sky when he remembered the state of his clothes. No need for any curious inquiries regarding that. He looked around the locker room, quickly spotting a pair of blue pants that wasn’t burning with most of the objects in the room. Cleaning himself off as much and as fast as he could, he dressed and then paused. After a moment, he glanced back at his companion.
Goku lay on his back, trying to will his body to move. Vegeta had really been intent on destroying Ginyu, regardless of whose body he was in--he didn’t blame him though now Goku was the one paying for the punishment. His breath hitched as the prince was suddenly in his line of sight, looking down at him with an expression devoid of emotion--a rather frightening blank stare.
//In the condition he’s in, he poses no threat at all…//, Vegeta mused, still silently looking at him, //I could easily finish him off…
…but still…//
Goku flinched, then stared at the hand outstretched before him.
“The only reason you’re not ashes right now is that you still owe me a rematch. And, it’s a long-shot, but you may prove useful against Freeza once you’ve healed”, Vegeta said in a monotonous tone, not quite looking at him.
His low-class subject hesitantly clasped his hand, wincing as he pulled him up and supported his weight, Goku leaning heavily onto his shoulder.
“Are…are you okay, Vegeta?”
Vegeta paused at the question, shooting a sideways glance at him. The expression was earnest, full of sincere concern and all that nonsense.
“…I’m fine.”
They both broke off the stare, an unspoken agreement to never mention what had happened to anyone.
“Thanks for helping me, Vegeta”, Goku finally said, “I know you probably hate doing it.”
Vegeta rolled his eyes, thankful for the end of the awkward silence, “Hn. Don’t get used to it, Kakarrot…and you’re right, I do.”
Goku felt a grin form at the irritability he was already getting used to. They flew out of the ship and rejoined the others in the fight. It would be years before what had happened would ever see light again...
TBC
********
A/N: Nope, it's not over yet. And it won't necessarily be all roses either. I tried to get the quotes right for the part where Ginyu realizes he can't use Goku's full power and I used the English dub from DragonballZ Kai because it seemed more hilarious and a nice break from the torture. Also, I decided to kill Ginyu, as you have seen. I think Vegeta deserved at least that, so that's my sorry-present to him lol. From my draft of this, I'd say maybe 1-2 more chapters? We'll see ^_^ Thanks for all the reviews and ideas, pretties.