Secrets of a Super Saiyan
Prologue
Speech
I stood in the shower, watching as the water fell to my skin, drenching me in warmth, however weird it was. The warmth of the water did not hinder my soul as I had hoped it would, all it did was make me feel worse about everything. Kakarrot had been gone for nearly a year now, leaving me all alone with these stupid Earthlings. I hate him so much for what he did on Namek, not defending me from that attack that killed me. He managed to knock the others away, why not knock the one away that would hit me? Or did he hate me too?
My head started to hurt as I remembered the past that was with Freeza. My spine had not fully recovered from his assault and the scars on my body were proof of how much training he put into making me his own personal whore. If Kakarrot could gaze at my body naked, he would pity me. Bulma and all those stupid Earthlings would assume these were from people I attempted and managed to kill. I knew that they would assume too much of me for the reason of what I truly am. They would never understand what I went through, how much it really changed me, or how much I wanted to escape it.
I had been taught to never trust a soul in the universe. However, I had trusted Kakarrot with my honor before I died, and he respected me. He hated me, yes, but he had always told me that he would do all in his power to avenge me. Whether or not he said it directly to me, that is up for him to tell someone. However, he had also been gone for nearly a year and I was breaking apart at the stems. I needed someone to talk to. Someone on who I could rely on, someone to understand me; another Saiyan. That would answer everything to my questions.
If I could understand Kakarrot and his friends, perhaps he would let me come with him. I listened to the beating sound of water on the floor of the stall, but I made no noise to add to it. My muscles were massaged by the warmth of the water, but something else became apparent something else, besides the water, was massaging my muscles. Hands were traveling up my spine, slipping to ring out around my strong thighs. I was seriously confused at who this could be. Kakarrot didnt like me this way, not sexually, or at least I thought. Could he have seen that hard-on I had when I saw his fully powered Super Saiyan? It was after I had been in Hell and seen my true lover again. I miss Raditz.
"Vegeta," I heard his strong voice break through everything, "Im back for you." I misunderstood him greatly when his hands slipped lower, wrapping around my erection, and the tip of his thumb ran over my tip, the little amount of pre-cum splaying out over the rest of my dick due to this. What did he want with me? I dont understand. "I came back for you." He repeated this with a lick on my broad shoulder, his erection pushing into my back. I could tell he wasnt a dream, by the way that his heat drowned me in need, and the way that he handled me. He was so gentle, but I could tell he was Super Saiyan by the way his energy glowed around us. He wasnt a Saiyan in his heart or mind, he was a man who loved, and he was all that I needed. "Youre getting hard." His voice made this just seem so wrong, by just hearing those words, it ruined the whole mood. "Am I doing this to you, Vegeta?"
I nodded my head shakily, moaning lightly. His hands were so careful with my erection, bringing forth pleasure that I had completely forgotten. I cant believe that someone could caress something so hard and fragile with such gentleness, as though they were touching a fly. However, the bliss that filled me, it was so overwhelming. "Kakarrot" I grunted his name, leaning back into him. He nearly pulled away at the sound of his name, but I held his hands on my body. "Dont let go. I dont mind."
"You misunderstand," his voice burned into my ear, pulling me away so I could turn to look at him, noticing the smirk on his face, "I aint Kakarrot." His face looked like Kakarrot, even down to the last strand of golden hair in his transformation. Where did I go wrong? "I am Goku." I am starting to understand his words as I pulled him close, forcing his hands back where they were. His ki was startled, but I cared less about that. "You dont mind if I aint Kakarrot?"
"Just give me the gentle lover I crave," I told him, ignoring his question, "show me what a gentle creature can do." His lips descended to my mouth, opening slowly to allow only his tongue through those Godly lips. His power even flowed out at this spot, warming my lips with a kind of power that only a Super Saiyan can give. Why did he say he was Goku? I understand that he has the same face, that his power is the same, and that with Kakarrot inside of him he had two personalities. Kakarrot has two people living inside of him. Goku was created by Kakarrot to deal with human emotions and human feelings. He was created for the purpose of blending in with humans and their pitiful emotions, as well as their pitiful body. He was created for the purpose of mating with that harpy for more brats. I pulled away, "I want Kakarrot."
His eyes were exceedingly wide as he stared at me, not expecting me to say such a dark thing. I didnt find him attractive the way he had hoped, rather I found Kakarrots violence rather comforting. Even though his gentle hands were all over my body, making me feel exceeding and sheering pleasure, I wanted the man I had met. I had met Kakarrot. Those hard punches that had been rained on me that day were from his commands. "You dont like me as I am?" I never understood why he was so unhappy with that, but I shook my head lightly, even though I didnt pull his hands away. "You like my gentle hands, but you dont like me." I nodded lightly. "Then I should tell you something very bad. Kakarrot will rip you to shreds if he gets out. He cares less about human emotions the way I do."
"Hes the one who sent Freeza packing," I stated, "wasnt he?" He nodded, making my face fall. I had hoped so desperately that I wasnt asking for that maniac that killed that lizard, but If that was the case, Kakarrot wasnt the one whom I wanted, was he? No. I was looking for that gentle touch. "Can I meet the true Kakarrot for but a moment?" I asked lightly. Even knowing that the man who tore Freeza apart was Kakarrot, I had to know whom we were truly talking about here.
His face looked rather annoyed at the mere question, as though he didnt like whom I was asking for, but he nodded lightly. "Fine." His reply was rough and filtered with hate. I knew he didnt like Kakarrot, I just could tell.
All of a sudden, I could feel his power rising, the Oozaru buried deep inside of him the sheltered beast that burned for death and blood started to surface. His eyes became a darker shade of blue, his muscles flexing dangerously big, showing off that pale skin. I was almost confused to how much power he could have possibly obtained, but when he broke out in a sweat, I could tell that Kakarrot was ready to surface. His eyes finally became a dark shade of red, staring down at me with darkness. The smirk he held was rather frightening. "You called, my prince?"he questioned, his voice laced with darkness. He truly was a Saiyan.
"You are Kakarrot," I started, gulping, "correct?"
He smirked, thinking I was rather amusing for such a weird question. He placed his two strong hands upon my shoulder, answering, "why I sure am, prince."
Why is he calling me prince? I am no longer the prince of anything but two people and a few half-breeds, if nothing, one. I am the prince of my people, which exists of only two. I dont deserve that name anymore. "Stop calling me that."
He gives me a confused look, but he is still staring directly at me. I blush and turn away, swiftly ignoring whether he answered or not. Why was he staring at me? "Is it not my only right? To call you by that name, Prince Vegeta?"
His voice is tainted with malice. I like Gokus gentle one better. Goku was right. Kakarrot will rip me to shreds. He doesnt care, just like Freeza and Raditz, along with the exception of my mother. She loved me. "Never mind." I turn away, disgusted at myself. "I dont want to talk anymore."
His hands drifted to lower places, pinching harshly, making me yelp in pain. Goku was completely right about Kakarrot. He fondled and used my body to the extent of its power, and he returned nothing. That was what Goku had warned me. "Dont be afraid."His hands slipped into my spandex, taking hold of my fading arouse. He was completely turning me off. His hands werent the least bit gentle as he fondled me, harming me. Even Freeza was better than this. "Fine." I didnt hear anything. I dont know what he was talking about and I didnt want to know. "You win, Goku."
I didnt even bother to wonder what the man was talking about, just as soon as those gentle hands returned did I moan lightly. His hands roamed my body. You are talented, Kakarrot. No. Hes not Kakarrot. Hes just Goku. One hand braced my spine, rubbing my fully grown tail which I had gotten back due to passage of time while his other hand played with one of my nipples. His hips thrust into mine, rubbing our erections together, making me snap my head back with a harsh moan. His mouth latched onto the other nipple and licked. His tongue flicked it back and forth, a blush on his cheeks as he watched what he was doing with careful eyes. His hands were so gentle. They made me leak so much.
He thrust into my hips once more, a gasp leaving his open mouth. He suddenly noticed the liquid leaking from my constrained erection. "Oh, Vegeta" he moaned lightly. He swirled his figure tip through the fabric, his motions right over the slit, making me gasp harshly. He knew just how to touch me. It was weird. "You are excited by my loving touch. I feel so happy for that, my love." I didnt even hear what he called me. It was all Greek to me now. His hands lowered to my erection at last. The loss of contact upon my tail and nipples alerted me that he had moved on. "My little love. I love you."
"What about that harpy?" I asked sweetly. He was making me so happy, but something was wrong. I couldnt totally relax. "I think I understand I cant relax because there is something on your mind."
His golden locks parted at last to show me a harsh dark look. His eyes were meaningful and held a sort of desire for physical and mental completion. I could see something new in his eyes that I have never seen before. Passion. His passion reigned free completely. "I am still learning to control this transformation. Super Saiyan isnt all its cracked up to be." I see. I am starting to understand now. So, if you can't control it, why are you here? "I am starting to lose control and you can sense it." He put two fingers to his forehead, a small frown on his face. "Im sorry, Vegeta but I have to go before I harm you." I wasnt allowed to say a word before he vanished.
I slumped to my knees in the shower, shocked that he had made such an appearance. Perhaps there is still hope. At least I know he cares a lot about me. I at least also know he is still alive. Kakarrot, I will make you so proud. I will stop my search for you, now that I know where you are. I felt your ki reach a far away place. I know now of where you are. I will visit you and help you achieve total control of your Super Saiyan.
Authors Note: Ack! I guess I didnt see the hardcore Yaoi coming in at that moment. I will continue this as the thoughts appear.
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