What if Son Goku left with Raditz

Thanks solatire1 for your review. yes. Goku is rubbing Veggie kun, a lot.

warning of this chapter: lemon. Dear Macha helped a lot.
I have two version of this. I used the original version which involves two people thinking in the end, while the one I submitted for competition was third person all the way. I know the former looked a bit odd. But I found I expressed better that way. Because this is just for fun now, I posted the first version.

Chapter 6 Vegeta’s maze

After the purge Vegeta was not happy. He could not explain his sudden weakness caused by the young Saiyan. Suddenly stopped defense in the middle of battle, feh, never heard of. I knew to like him would make me weak. I’d better be careful around him. It is not worth to ruining my plan for him. However, the more honest Vegeta was with himself, the more he realized he wanted to be with the younger Saiyan. It was just like drugs-- the more you tell yourself to keep away, the more you wanted to try it out. He is so beautiful. The best Saiyan I would ever have. Maybe a one night stand with him would not be such a bad idea. Vegeta knew he was lying to himself. After one night, he would want more. He would be jealous of anybody who wanted to touch his Saiyan. He would be distracted; eventually he could be ruined by him.

His power level is too low. Although he is better than Raditz now he still could not defend himself here. Plus he is a third class. What should I do. Vegeta sighed helplessly. The attraction was obvious, just like an itch and he just wanted to scratch it. Except that he knew he shouldn’t. Once he got involved he knew he would lose control. Not only he could not fulfill his objective but he also might endanger his own life. But –he makes me happy. Picturing the big puppy dog eyes looking at him, Vegeta could not help but smile: his lovely, pure hearted, childish, innocent and cute lover. If Vegetasei still existed, he surely would be my favorite concubine, given his low level I probably would not make him my mate. But I will have a lot fun with him. The more Vegeta pictured the things he wanted to do with Kakarotto the more uncontrollably excited he became. He felt as though he had a fever and could feel his erection stirring. “Ahhhh—, this is not helping.” Vegeta shook his head to clear it of his daydreaming. Oh Kami please help me. I think I am sick.

Meanwhile Kakarotto was in Sagi’s place. He was not happy either. He sat in the same place Sagi sat the first time he had come to visit, at the window where he could see the stars – if he chose – wearing loose pants and a T-shirt. He had his forehead pressed to his knees and his arms crossed over his head, “I am not happy!” he whined.

Sagi sighed. “After hearing you mumbled half an hour of nonsense, I think I finally understand your problem. “

“Really?” Goku asked hopefully, but didn’t raise his head.

“Yes. You are not happy that you have to kill innocent people for Frieza.

Although yesterday’s purge target was not so innocent, you are still afraid you will have to face the dilemma in the future, to kill or to be killed.”

“Ah Sagi! Thank you for summarizing my thoughts in one sentence. But is there a way out of this? This is killing me. You know peaceful Earthlings raised me. I do feel the urge for violence and to fight sometimes, but killing is never my intention. What should I do? What if have to choose when I simply cannot? What if the principles I learned from Earth clash with Saiyans’? How to do the right things and still survive?”

“Wou wou wou, quit asking me. En, I don’t think I have a definite answer for all of your questions. But there is one thing I can say: there is no point worrying about something you cannot change. While you are wasting time worrying, you might as well get stronger and make yourself better, so that there is a chance that one day you can make those changes.”

Goku paused to think about what Sagi had just said. “Yes you are right.” He gave Sagi a huge grin, “Thanks a lot. Does that mean I should be training now?”

“Yes.”

“But – hang on a minute. I am still not happy.” Goku slumped down again.

“What now?” Sagi sighed in resignation. “Spit it out.”

“I… I just feel my Earthling – human – values slipping away. I always thought of myself as an Earthling. I am here only because I was forced to come by my brother. I thought I would be able to return to Earth given the chance. But yesterday I felt the bond of the pack. All my fellows, they all cared so much about me. I’ve grown attached to them. I don’t think I can leave them as I planned to.” Especially certain prince. Goku’d heard Vegeta’s shouting during the battle. He had been able to detect the worry and the care in the prince’s tone. “I cannot leave them like I planned anymore.”

“That, I cannot choose for you.” Sagi advised Goku solemnly. “You will have to make the decision yourself when the time is due.”

Goku seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. Sagi shook his head—a young man in love, he had seen too many of them. “Better quit thinking and do some training.”

Goku ignored him.

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Meanwhile Vegeta was still in turmoil. Every time he thought he had his body under his control his mind would begin thinking of Kakarotto and the cycle would start over. His brain ached from thinking too much – his body from desiring too much. Under normal circumstances he was certain he would be able to find a solution, but when it came to Kakarotto…Vegeta sighed in disgust; he hadn’t known he could be so indecisive. Maybe bringing him to the ship is the biggest mistake I have ever made. Maybe I should kill him once and for all. But just thinking of killing him made Vegeta’s heart ache. Kakarotto was his ultimate prize—once he finished Frieza, Kakarotto stood for the things he could enjoy. He could not destroy one of his targets, right? Plus there were only four of them left. Even if he became stronger and destroyed Frieza, it would be no fun to have nobody to rule. Raditz and Nappa were so boring compared to Kakarotto. Not only did he bring sunshine into his life, but he was capable of being very Saiyan; more than Raditz and Nappa could ever be. Vegeta remembered the feral look Kakarotto had when he had been fighting the Mancaus. He was just gorgeous like that. Vegeta’s heart raced fast. That’s it. I cannot think about this anymore. It is too much. I probably should find Kakarotto and find out his power level first and decide. Sagi has been training him. He might be strong enough to solve all these problems. With that Vegeta took off.

10 minutes later Vegeta was in front of Sagi’s front door. Everybody ignored this door – very few knew what was inside. Vegeta pushed the door open and walked in, demanding, “Kakarotto, I know you are here, come out and talk to me.”

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Goku was still meditating. He found he was starting to take a liking to his prince. He was by far the strongest person he had ever seen, not in power level, but in personality. He admired him and appreciated him. He was not sure when the feelings had started, but he was already comparing them at the same level as what he felt for Chichi. Vegeta was becoming a very important person in his life. While he was still trying to sort his feelings out, he heard Vegeta’s voice. He turned a panicked glance at Sagi.

Sagi realized the owner of the voice was the source of trouble for the young man before him, “Do you want to see him right now?”

“No. I have not thought it through yet.”

“Okay then.”

Vegeta entered a room full of books stacked in columns. They formed a maze to him. He could not see the doors from where he stood, as most of the columns were taller than him. He tried walking through; only to find he was back to where he started. He did not want to destroy Frieza’s library, hence he shouted again “Kakarotto, come out, otherwise I will punish you!”With that he pushed down several columns.

Sagi closed his eyes in concentration, hand waved in the middle of the air. Behind Vegeta several books formed quietly with the force controlled by Sagi. When Vegeta turned around, the book columns stood there as though he hadn’t pushed them over moments before. Vegeta quickly got lost again. Goku looked into the screen of the hidden camera in the other room in amazement. “Wow, I didn’t know you could trap people in a room.”

“Well, this is actually an ancient strategy from your Earth. There is man called Sunzi in ancient China who invented this strategy. You can trap your enemy by changing his reference points, making the environment look exactly the same everywhere he goes, then direct him to where you want him to be. This would only work in a closed environment, not an open field battle.”

“I see. Interesting.”

Meanwhile Vegeta became increasingly inpatient. “Kakarotto, come out. If you don’t you will regret it, unless you never come back to your room again.” Still no response. It was confusing to look at book columns which all looked exactly the same. Those that he had pushed down formed again once he turned his head. Some of the stacks were moving around. He could feel Kakarotto was close but he could not reach him. Vegeta was getting very anxious and he could feel his frustration mounting. Fuck Frieza’s Library. I want to see Kakarotto, now! With that he exploded. Ki blew the books away and formed a circle around his body. The books were all forced against the wall from the wind generated by his ki. “Fuck!” Vegeta cursed again. He had expected that when all the books were gone, the entrance would be revealed. Instead, the books actually covered the whole wall so he still could not see any entrance. Suddenly a door swung open, books collapsing inside. Vegeta dashed over, only to find himself in the corridor again. The door swung closed behind him and the lock clicked into place. “Shit!” This left him with no choice but leave in frustration.

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It was past midnight when Goku tiptoed into his room. Once he passed the door the light was switched on. Vegeta leaned again the wall next to the switch, arm crossed in front of his chest. Kakarotto laughed sheepishly. “Haha Vegeta, you didn’t have to wait up for me.” He glanced the room and saw that all the beds were empty; including Radtiz’ and Nappa’s. “Where are they?”

“In other places.” Vegeta spoke while eyeing Kakarotto up and down thoughtfully. Compared to the angry and anxious Vegeta in the afternoon, he looked at ease – or at least more relaxed. “Care to tell me where you have been in the afternoon?”

“Uh, at Sagi’s place.” Kakarotto scratched his head nervously.

“Oh really!” Vegeta pushed himself away from the wall and walked towards Kakarotto. “Why didn’t you answer my call then?”

Kakarotto stepped back nervously. “I had something thinking to do. “ He stepped back with each step Vegeta advanced, until the back of his knee brushed the bed.
“Oh really. So did I.” Vegeta pushed Kakarotto on to the bed gently, one knee propped on the edge of the mattress. ”Did you come to a conclusion?”

“I think…I like you, a lot, Vegeta.” Vegeta’s eyes widened and then narrowed. He had not expect Kakarotto to speak his feelings openly. “That solves one problem, at least.” With that he closed the gap between them and pressed his lip to Kakarotto’s.

Goku’s eyes widened. Yes, he had grown attached to the prince, but it was not like this – or was it? While he hesitated Vegeta moved on. He kissed the Saiyan gentlely, nibbling at his lower lip with quick, darting touches, before he pressed his tongue into Kakarotto’s mouth.

“Mnnnnn….,No…..” Kakarotto tried to push away. This is not what he expected. He couldn’t. But Vegeta had already made the decision for him. “Sh… Kakarotto, I promise I will be gentle.” With that he used more force to press Kakarotto down. He wanted to have him since the first day he saw him, which had been half a year ago. Normally when Vegeta wanted somebody he would just have him and leave, letting the other party sort out whatever problems were created by his actions. But for Kakarotto he had been extremely patient, trying to curb his urge, afraid to hurt the young man’s feelings. He had waited for too long and he determined to have him tonight.

Goku wanted to push Vegeta away. It was not that he didn’t like what Vegeta was doing. It was just – he had not had enough time to think it through yet. However Vegeta was still stronger than him, which left him very little choice. As Sagi had said, he shouldn’t worry about the things he had no control, hence after a few futile struggles, he let Vegeta have his way. He changed tactics to gain what little control he could over the situation - himself.

Vegeta breathed in Kakarotto’s scent. The younger Saiyan’s smell was like a missing element to his body, he felt intoxicated. He could not tear his mouth away, his hands started to explore Kakarotto’s body, feeling the young Saiyan squirm under him, hearing him making those delicious, intimate noises. Vegeta could not help being lightheaded as he continued to take in Kakarotto’s scent. Wow, it’s like he is made for me. His member grew hard and dug into Kakarotto’s thigh. The young Saiyan’s continued movements created wonderful friction making Vegeta gasp.

Vegeta raised his head. His cheeks were tinted pink as he looked down at the subject of his love, finding the young Saiyan was struggling for breath too. His cheeks were crimson red, eyes were unguarded and dilated. Pouty, rosy lips murmured “Vegeta…”

Vegeta’s eyes turned glassy at the sight. “Yes. Me. I am that good. You will want me after this.” With that Veget pushed up the young Saiyan’s shirt and started to lick his abdomen.

Kakarotto gasped in surprise and pleasure. The sensations on his abs shot right to his member. Chichi had never done this to him and he was even more confused of his feelings towards the prince. Vegeta. I want… He didn’t know what exactly he wanted. He just knew Vegeta touched places he never knew lovers touched before. He did not know he could be so turned on by a man. But Vegeta was not any man. Vegeta was Vegeta. His body was perfect – like a sculpture of a god – and strong willed; those things turned him on. He did not know how he managed to get out of the t-shirt. His hands changed from pushing Vegeta away to dragging his shirt off.

“Ohoo…..” Vegeta groaned. The simple gesture of approval from Kakarotto was such a turn on to him. He felt his aching member hardened more and shifted so he could remove his pants and then Kakarotto’s. He closed his eyes as he stretched out over Kakarott again and rested his head on the other’s chest. A moment later his hand stole down to grab the young Saiyan’s erection, then gave it a strong stroke.
“Arhaaa….” Kakarotto cried out. He found Vegeta’s strong touch exhilarating. This was what sex should be, not lying on a bed and worrying about hurting Chichi. “More!” With that his hands began to move, he started exploring Vegeta’s body. Vegeta’s body was hard, powerful and strong. His ass was round and muscular – the way a warrior’s should be. As his hand passed Vegeta’s tail he gave it a brush.

“Arrrrrh,ha, what the hell!?”Vegeta almost fell over. He had not expected the other Saiyan to take the initiative so quickly. The pleasure coursing up his spine was so strong it was like electricity sparking up and down, leaving his small frame trembling. His hands roamed urgently over the young Saiyan’s body. All calculation and technique were gone-- all doubts thrown out the window. Vegeta’s eyes turned red because of his lust. He wanted this Saiyan and he could not wait any longer.

He growled as he prepped Kakarotto roughly with his own pre-cum, realizing the younger saiyan was too tight despite his wonderful reactions to take him so soon. He used his tail to open the drawer of the night stand and fished out some lube he had stashed in there – quickly coating his aching cock and then Kakarotto’s enterance more thoroughly.

“Arhaaaa….. ka..kakarotto….” Vegeta could not catch his breath. The sudden tightness enclosed around him, combined with the feeling of the young and beautiful body squirming against him made the sensation too much to bear. He was almost finished right there and then. Then he opened eyes and saw the young man’s face distorted in pain. Remorse swept him. “Sh.. sh… I am sorry Kakarotto. Relax, relax.” If Vegeta could have heard himself at that moment he would kill himself for being such a weakling. But currently all his attention was on Kakarotto. He retreated a bit, even if his member was in pain, and gave the young Saiyan time to adjust.

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Goku:

A sudden pain flared in my lower body, seemingly from everywhere at once, and I immediately regret that I had thought this would be fun. Vegeta had said he would be gentle, and at the time I had no idea what he had been referring to. Now I knew – and this wasn’t gentle. I turned accusing eyes to him and saw that Vegeta seemed to be shocked by his actions, also. Apparently he hadn’t meant to cause me such pain. He retreated, what little good it did, coaxing me gently to relax, looking as though he was waiting for some indication from me – what I did not know. Moments passed and the pain did decrease. It was then he began gently moving in again, one of his hands stroking my member as the other brushed my tail. I suddenly felt a need deep within me and I knew Vegeta was the only one who could satisfy it.


Vegeta:

When Kakarotto turned his agonized gaze towards me I worried I had gone too far – it’s ludicrous to think about, I know – me, giving a damn about anyone else. Something in me had changed though – months ago I would have taken what I wanted from Kakarotto and not cared what he had thought about it later. Now? I waited, and worried and then I felt Kakarotto relax. I moved in again, trying to dilute my urgency with anxious thoughts. God, I had never had such a labored sex before. But looking on as Kakarotto relaxed more and his expression changed to one of pleasure instead of injury - it was worth it. Soon he adjusted enough to me and started to enjoy my movements. His face tinted red in pleasure instead of pain; his breath labored, his eyes dilated, his pouty lips calling my name. I could not behave myself any longer – not even for his sake – and I rammed into him fast. Nonsense came out of my mouth, I do not recall what I said, I just remember murmuring rubbishes, completely lost in my pleasure. If the shocked and accusing look I had received earlier weren’t enough of an indication this was his first time then the fact he could not control his pleasure was. I watched as the pleasure built in his eyes, and then he was lost to sensation. His head tossed wantonly and instinctively he began meeting each of my thrusts. Not long after his body tensed and his eyes opened blindly. His grip on me tightened causing bruises and he shouted, “Vegeta--!” Then he gasped as his body strained and then he jerked. The feel of him around me and the sight of him being so pleased by me drove me over the edge. I cannot remember what I shouted when I came inside him, but I do recall, as I collapsed on his body, I was murmuring his name.

Before I completely passed out, one thought came to mind—he was my lover – at least that was no longer in doubt.