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Part I
The sky was a splash or oranges, reds and pinks and the sun slowly
began to set part way through our long sparring session. We fight
on for what seems like days. My muscles; tired and screaming for
me to stop. But of course I don't. Fatigue has never stopped me
before, and I'll be damned if I let it bother me now. No...not now.
Not when I get to see him like this.
Our sparring match grew especially tense today. He hadn't
expected some of my newer moves. "Hm...surprised you..
didn't I Kakarotto..?" I crooned. I had to smirk a little at the look
of shock on his face. But then his idiotic grin was gone and he
was forced to concentrate. His face ....his whole demeanor is
different. Only when engaged in battle can I see him like this.
-He's beautiful.-
The feral gleam in his dark eyes sends shivers down my spine.
Only when we fight does the grinning mask he shows to the
world finally slip. I can catch a glimpse of his true self. The
parts of him buried and forgotten after his peaceful, human
upbringing. His latent saiyajin instincts surfacing only at
times like these.
I always scream about how much I want to be the strongest,
and want to defeat Kakarotto. That's not the only reason I spar
with him so often. I do it to see his momentary slip. Just to
see then man behind the mask. If even for an instant.
-He's so beautiful when he's like that....and he's so
unaware of it. I suppose that's part of what makes him
so attractive to me. His complete oblivion.-
I suppose it's better that way; his oblivion too what's truly going
on around him.
-Kami if he knew-
I don't want him to know. How would he react if he knew? Would he
look at me the same way? Or with disgust or contempt. What would
Boruma and the boy think? If the don't suspect something already.
Torankusu always gives me a little, odd but knowing smile whenever
I fly off to spar with Kakarotto.
I pull myself back to reality as Kakarotto launches his patented
Kamehameha at me. For some reason, I don't block. I don't launch
an attack of my own. I simply watch him as he does it. I'm lost in his
dark eyes again. I watch his muscles tense for his kamehameha and
watch his mouth move as his forms the words to go with the attack.
He must have sensed I wasn't ready, his attack not hurting nearly as
much. But I'm am still worn out from the days....hours of sparring.
-When I'm with him, time seems so distorted...I somewhat lose myself.-
After the dust clears I like face down in the crater he's made. My tired
body just refusing to move. Kakarotto calls to me and flies down next
to me. Close to me. So close I can smell his scent and sweat coming
from him.
"Daijyoubu ka Bejiita?"[2] He asks. I can feel his breath on the back of my
neck as he does so and I abruptly wish I wasn't wearing spandex, but
still glad I was at least facing away from him. In the state I'm in now...
-I want him-
I've given up denying that now. At first when I came to the realization
the I had fallen for the no class baka, I was shocked. Shocked and
angry with myself for letting this happen...for letting him get too close.
But I've always felt drawn to him. His awesome power and that he never
ceases to amaze me has pulled me in....But I never even though I would be
drawn to him like THAT.
I stay in my position, face down on the ground so I can't look at him.
His hand comes to rest on my shoulder. His touch almost searing
through my skin. I have to fight not to respond. His hand lingers there
for what seems like forever. I don't know how much more of this I
can take. Finally, thinking I'm unconscious, he hefts me up over
his shoulders and carries me home.
I could have gotten up if I wanted to. But I knew he would come.
I knew he would sit close to me and ask If I was all right. I knew
he would touch me in an effort to wake me. I knew carry me home,
just like he always does... -after I lose the match- I add ruefully.
Maybe that's why I didn't block his kamehameha in the first place.
All this just so he would be close to me ...so he would touch me...
-My body aches for him.-
How ironic this all is. I am the prince of the Saiyajin! As prince I
should take whatever or whomever I please!
-Why doesn't that apply to him?-
-Am I afraid?-
ME?! Afraid? .....Even with all my pride I can't deny that either.
Yes...afraid of what I might do....
***
We take longer than normal to get home. He was flying painfully slow.
He must be tired too, but he caries me anyway. He's always so kind
to me. I feel guilty for treating him so badly and being so gruff all the
time. Why an I always so cruel to him? To a lot of people?
Then a picture of my wife flashes through my head. I feel even more
guilt for thinking such thoughts about Kakarotto instead of her. I love
her though I never really said so. But what I feel for Kakarotto...I feel
drawn to him like no other. Just seeing him at times makes my head
spin. Perhaps it's because he's saiyajin. The only other full-blooded
saiyajin besides me.
Again I snap back to the present as he carries me through the house
and lay me down on the couch. I still don't open my eyes. I hear him
rustling to find something. Probably a senzu bean. I feel him push the
bean and his finger into my mouth trying to coax me to swallow it. I do,
but his fingers linger again...just like before. Just the small fleeting
sensation of his fingers across my lips is enough. Kami, I'm sensitive
today. I feel my head start to spin again. I wonder if he noticed my
pants look two sizes too small.
He still doesn't move his finger! Why!?
-This is torture-
I'm a warrior! I can adapt! I can't display such weakness! I try to tell
myself in vain. But my resolve is quickly crumbling. Against my will,
a small pained moan comes the back of my throat.
"Bejiita...?" he calls to me.
-Don't say my name like that-
Another moan. Now he's worried, thinking the senzu should have
worked by now. He begins to move his finger away.
-I won't let fear guide me anymore-
My body acting on it's own accord now, I tighten my lips to keep his finger there.
"Be...Bejiita!?" he gasps. I don't even have to open my eyes to see the
shocked look on his face. I'm shocked too; at the force of my attraction
to him. I swirl my tongue around the pad of his finger and lavish
attention on it as if it were another part of his anatomy. "Bejiita!..Na...nani
o shiteru?!" (1) he asks clearly flustered and confused now.
I finally open my eyes so he can see the longing in them. It's not long
before his eyes widening in comprehension. I'm sure he can smell the
change in my scent too.
-Now he knows-
I'm sure he may have suspected already. I could be when we've just finished
sparing and he takes his shirt off to cool down how I stare at him until I realize
he's staring back. Then I abruptly look away, leave or cover it up with some
lame excuse. Or maybe how I make a little more contact than necessary or
fly much too close to him whenever we fight. They're guilty little pleasures.
-Please don't push me away-
I think to myself how cruel I've been and how I pushed HIM away so many times.
I would be so ironic that now when the tables are turned he would do the same.
But he doesn't.
Then something in his eyes changed again. His gaze pins me where
I am...I can't break it. I don't want to. By the look in his eyes I've affected
him too. Now I'm the one who's shocked as he quickly replaces his finger
with his mouth and kisses me. He winds his sweet tongue around mine.
I let my eyes roll back in my head and I immediately feel all my strength
leave me. Even after the senzu. He pushes his tongue deeper into my
mouth eliciting another moan from me. I almost can't breath. I don't care.....
-Kami..He tastes so good-
Another moan pulls itself from me as we tangle our hands in each others
unruly hair. Despite how wild it is, it's really soft. I always wanted to run
my hands through it. Now I have my chance.
-Am I dreaming?-
My hands trail down from his hair to his back, and while he's off guard I
pull him on the couch with me...on top of me...so he can feel just how
much he's affected me. I'm not alone as I feel his answering hardness
against mine. I rock my hips against him slightly. He breaks the kiss
and I hear him growl deep in the back of his throat as he says my name.
I'll never get tired of hearing that....my name on his lips.
We both groan in unison as he grinds his hips into mine.
-He feels so....he feels so good-
-Don't stop-
I think I might come just from this as I bit my lip to keep the scream that
wanted to burst from me at bay. He noticed. He brought a hand to my
mouth to pry my lip from my teeth.
"No..Bejii....ta....I wanna hear you when you come...." his voice husky
and his eyes half lidded.
-When did he learn to talk like that?-
The thought quickly went out of my head as his hand moved across my
back to where my tail used to be. Saiyajin tails were always sensitive
and often used against them in battle. But it gave pleasure as well as pain.
My eyes shot open as he exploited the sensitive area and pleasure ripped
through me. I couldn't hold back my moans anymore.....I felt nearly delirious
with need.....I couldn't think..... Ka....ka..ro..tto..." I moaned louder and
louder with each stroke. Then my hand snaked between us and sought
his hardness. He gave a startled gasped and moaned ardently as he
pushed himself in my hand.
-Oh Kami don't stop-
I must have been so loud. But my moaning was lost to me as Kakarotto
moved to suck at the column of my throat and continued to touch me.
I stroked his erection a little more forcefully and he said my name again.
But this time more drawn out as the last syllable of my name turned
into a throaty groan.
-I love the way you say that-
Just to hear him say it again, I squeezed him again, just at the tip.
He didn't disappoint. Then as if to reward me his hand moved from
my tail spot to the burn between my legs. "ha....AH!" I gasped loudly
as I ground my hips into him nearly passing out from pleasure.
I was just about to scream my head off when I heard the jingle of keys
and Boruma and the boy's chattering. Then the door opened and we froze.
I can't believe I forgot! She and the boy had gone food shopping and
would be back soon. Kakarotto abruptly rolled off me; still with that feral
look in his eyes.....still breathing hard......still hard. I licked my lips and
reached for what I was stroking earlier....Kami!! I still couldn't think straight!!
It would only be half a minute or so before they had to walked through here to
get to the kitchen. I pulled my hand away and tried to steady my breathing.
We looked at each other for a moment...trying to find answers to what just
happened in each other's eyes.
"We'll talk about this later and finish what we started" Kakarotto said quickly.
Never taking his eyes off me, he put two fingers to his forehead and disappeared.
***
I ran....as fast as I could upstairs. My heart was beating so hard and loud I thought
the whole world would hear it.
Needing to cool off, I got in the shower. I let the ice cold water run over my body.
But it did nothing for my erection. I wrapped my fingers around it and began to stroke.
I closed my eyes imagining my hands were his ...and this was him touching me. I
could still taste him on my tongue and smell his delicious scent on me. I had to
clamp my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming his name when I came.
My seed streaming over my hand and mingling with the water raining down on me.
I leaned up against the cool tiles of the shower stall when my head somewhat
cleared and I could at least try form a coherent thought. I hope they don't realize
Kakarotto was just here...though Torankusu might pick up remainders of his ki.
I hope they didn't hear us from outside. Oh Kami I hope they didn't hear us!
I hope Boruma doesn't see the red spot on my neck after Kakarotto's ministrations...
with his warm, sweet tongue and his teeth nipping at my flesh. His hand wrapped arou.......
Kakarotto.
-Still not thinking straight I see-
Dragging my mind out of the gutter, I contemplate my new found "relationship."
It's strange how all this happened. Years ago I would never have guessed I
would fall for the baka. Considering how I sought to kill him and blow up the
planet. I don't know how things will turn out. How will our families and
friends take it? What should I do? Most importantly...what will HE do?
"Dou suru Kakarotto....?"[3]
[1] Nani o shiteru = What are you doing?
[2] Daijyoubu ka? = Are you all right?
[3] Dou suru? = What will you do? / How will you act?
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