author: FireCracker       KLee624820@a...

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Pairing Goku/Yamcha

A/U -Yamcha finds love can be deadly. Sequel to CANDY HEARTS.

Midnight Madness

Goku and Yamcha spent a great deal of time exploring their feelings 

after the tryst on the plane. It was a new discovery for both lovers, 

as they saw each other in a different light for the first time. By 

necessity they agreed to keep their relationship  a secret.

Yamcha didn't care, as long as they could find free time to be 

together. The lovers got a major break. Chi Chi went out of town with 

Gohan to visit her father one weekend. It was glorious. Yamcha all 

but camped out at the Son house. Vegeta stopped through one morning 

to spar. He was somewhat surprised when a tousled Yamcha answered the 

door in a bathrobe.

"Baka. Why are you here?!" the saiyan prince demanded, looking over 

the z warrior in disbelief. "Don't you have a home?"

Yamcha yawned deliberately, running his hands through shaggy hair.

"I'm afraid I don't owe you any explanation, Vegeta. Now what do you 

want?"

The prince spluttered. "You dare take liberties at Kakarot's house? 

Where is he?!"

Yamcha pointed inside. "The kitchen, where else?"

"Move" Vegeta pushed his way past and went inside. Yamcha snorted.

"Nice to know your manners have improved."

****

Vegeta stormed into the kitchen to see a familiar sight, Goku 

stuffing his face. Several platters and bowls were already emptied. 

The tall saiyan looked up, his mouth full of food, wearing nothing 

but sleep pants.

"Hub? Haho, Vugeta. Huv a seet."

Vegeta looked at him disapprovingly, his arms folded. "Really, 

Kakarot. Have you forgotten our sparring session again?"

Goku gulped down some boiled eggs. "Sorry. I didn't realize the time" 

he looked at the kitchen clock.

Yamcha entered the kitchen and sat at the table. "Leave some for me, 

will you?"

Goku winked at him. "Sure, anything" he shoved a plate at his friend.

Vegeta watched their exchange closely before continuing. "Are you 

going to spar before nightfall, Kakarot?"

"Sure. Just give me enough time to finish eating and then change" he 

slogged down a plate of sausages.

Yamcha made a face. "Ugh, Goku. We'll have to do something about 

those table manners."

"Give it a rest, Yamcha" Goku drank his juice with gusto. "You sound 

like Chi Chi."

Vegeta stared back and forth, eyes narrowing. "What is going on here?"

"Nothing. Hang tight, Vegeta. I'll be right with you" Goku dropped 

plates in the sink before bolting upstairs to change.

Yamcha filled his plate with food and ate silently. Vegeta watched 

Goku leave and waited until he was upstairs. After a pause, the ouji 

pulled up a chair next to Yamcha.

Eyes like coals bored into the handsome warrior. "I demand to know 

what's going on here!"

Yamcha looked up absently. "Demand away. I don't have to tell you 

anything."

Vegeta smirked, looking him over. "I see you've let your hair grow 

long. Once again you resemble the desert bandit."

Yamcha appeared disinterested. "What's your point?"

"Kakarot would prefer such an appearance. He is saiyan, after all."

"Is this going anywhere, Vegeta?"

"Saiyans are wild and want wild things."

Yamcha slammed down his fork. "If you have something to say, just say 

it!"

Vegeta's tail lashed in irritation. "How long have you been sleeping 

with Kakarot?!"

Yamcha stared in shock. "What?!"

A triumphant snarl. "You heard me."

"How do you know that?"

Vegeta sat back and snorted. "Hn! You smell like his sex. Besides, 

your own hormones reek."

Yamcha sniffed himself in surprise. "You can't tell any of that, 

Vegeta!"

"No human could, but a saiyan's senses are far more keen. I scented 

you when I came to the door. Now answer my original question!"

"I'm not quarry or game, Vegeta. And as for how long...it's really 

none of your buisness!"

Growl. "I'm making it my buisness, Yamcha. I dislike the idea of 

Kakarot wasting his time on a useless relationship-"

Yamcha was redfaced with anger. "Useless? Is that how you see genuine 

feeling, Vegeta?! If so, I truly pity you."

Cold laughter. "Stupid sap. I'm not talking about feelings. You bring 

nothing to the table, nothing at all. Once Kakarot gets bored with 

your looks and body, he'll move on."

Yamcha pointed a finger at the saiyan. "Sounds like pure jealousy to 

me, 'Prince'."

"Me, jealous? Of _you?!_ That's a joke!"

"Sure. You stole Bulma away from me, and now she's tired of you 

already-"

"Have a care what you say-"

"Two losers that deserve each other in my book!"

"Prick!!" Vegeta went for him. Goku entered the kitchen just in time, 

fully dressed.

"Hey! What's the deal here?!"

Vegeta sprung to his feet. "Your lover nearly made a fatal mistake."

Goku stared at them both. Yamcha glared at the saiyan prince, anger 

clearly evident in his eyes. The ouji stood with his fists clenched, 

tail puffed like a bristle brush.

"Vegeta...let's leave. Now" he wasn't taking no for an answer.

Yamcha protested. "But Goku-"

"I'll be back later. There's a few things I'm going to get straight 

around here."

****

The two saiyans towelled down after their workout session. It had 

been intense and unusually silent.

"You're in a strange mood, Kakarot" Vegeta wiped his face. His 

muscular body rippled beneath his black bodysuit.

Goku sat in the tall grass. "Don't threaten Yamcha. I mean it!"

"He's nothing, Kakarot. You're a fool."

"Really? And what exactly does that make _you?!_"

Vegeta spun in surprise. "Meaning?!"

Goku tossed a look over his shoulder. "Everyone doesn't hide behind 

pride. You had your chance, Vegeta!"

"You dare speak to me like that? After everything-"

"I could care less at this point. Yamcha's been the best thing for 

me. And I don't need or want your approval."

The prince folded his arms, eyes pinched shut. "I see" he whispered, 

pain evident in his voice.

Goku noted the change in his attitude. He walked over and rubbed the 

sculpted shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Vegeta. I don't want to hurt you..."

"You already have."

"It's just...Yamcha accepts me for myself. I feel so free with him."

Vegeta looked up at him, his eyes liquid. "Crazy baka. You can't 

achieve completion with him. What do you plan to do, play in the back 

with Yamcha and walk out the front with your wife?"

Goku gritted his teeth. "Chi Chi and I don't relate, you know that."

The ouji stroked his face. "Hai. And Yamcha is fresh and new. But 

what happens when the novelty wears off?"

"This isn't a fling."

"No? Time will tell, koi. Perhaps I let foolish pride stand between 

us, but..."

Goku put a finger to his lips. "Don't say it..."

Vegeta grabbed the finger and kissed it. "Never forget. Ashiteru, 

Kakarot. Always."

Goku felt his throat tighten. Vegeta's allure never went away, 

despite their differences. 

"I know" his own voice sounded rough. The prince kissed his palm.

"I'd better go."

Goku nodded. "That's a good idea."

****

It was early evening before Goku returned home. Yamcha was downstairs 

watching cable.

"I wondered what happened."

Goku flopped down on the couch next to him. "Nothing, just a regular 

spar."

Yamcha was quiet a moment. He turned down the volume. "Goku, I need 

to ask you something."

The saiyan sighed. "Let me guess, it's about Vegeta."

Yamcha idly toyed with the remote. "Were the two of you...close?"

"I'm not sure how to answer that. We've always had a connection. It's 

pretty complex-"

Yamcha snorted impatiently. "What went on between you two!"

"Nothing, Yamcha, I swear it. Things got stopped before they got 

started."

"The way he acted at the club that night...makes me wonder..."

Goku looked away briefly. "It's over, Yamcha."

Equally dark eyes narrowed. "I thought you said you weren't involved!"

"I don't want to talk about Vegeta, okay? That's the past."

Yamcha gazed into his eyes. "And the present?"

Goku grinned seductively. "I'm looking at him. I'm sorry we missed 

spending the day together."

Yamcha relaxed a bit. A smile touched his features as he stroked 

Goku's face gently. "Well, it still isn't too late to plan something."

Curious frown. "Like what?"

"Well, it's a beautiful night and the stars are pretty. What say we 

go on a romantic picnic?"

Goku was fascinated. "At night?"

"Sure, I've got some cheese and wine, port sausages-"

Goku smacked his lips. "Now you're talking!"

"Not to mention homemade biscuits."

Goku grabbed him into a kiss. "Sounds great. Let's go."

****

The pair flew across sparkling skies. Goku carried the blankets, 

Yamcha had the food basket.

Goku pointed at a nearby lake. "Hey, what about there? The water 

looks nice and clear!"

Yamcha smiled, his wild hair flying in the wind. "Sounds great. Let's 

go for it!"

Like twin comets they streaked earthward.

****

It was a cozy tryst. Yamcha fed his sleepy saiyan grapes as they 

stretched out over bright blankets.

Goku purred. "You're spoiling me rotten, Yamcha."

Yamcha stole kisses across fluttering eyelids. "Mm. And the night is 

young."

"Bishounen" the happy saiyan rolled to his side, rumbling louder 

still. Velvety black eyes shone affectionately at his lover.

Yamcha traced slow circles over the chiseled chest. "I feel so 

lazy...and I love that sound you make."

Goku nuzzled his face against Yamcha's bronzed neck.

"You're beautiful, Yamcha. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

The z warrior sighed, his heart bursting with feeling. "When you say 

it...I _feel_ beautiful."

A pointed tongue lapped his ear. "It's true."

They lay wrapped around each other in silence, enjoying the mood 

under nocturnal skies.

Goku's eyes nearly closed in bliss. "I'm feeling really, really good" 

he purred again. 

Yamcha cuddled. "Mm, me too. Roll on your stomach."

Goku growled contentedly. "Hentai..."

They were mellow from drinking wine. Goku flopped over as Yamcha 

settled alongside.

"I have really talented hands, Kakarot..."

Goku lay quietly, his body a warm buzz. He loved hearing his true 

name evoked wtih such passion. Only one other inflamed his blood by 

doing so...

He gasped as cool liquid splashed across his shoulder blades and down 

his back. The spiky head attempted to turn around and see...

Yamcha pushed him down, having none of it. "Uh uh. Stay still, my 

gorgeous saiyan. I've got some tasting to do..."

Goku stretched and cooed as a hot tongue lapped wine from his back. 

Smacking sounds filled the air as Yamcha sucked and licked flavor 

from hot skin.

"Mmfth. Saiyan wine. Excellent vintage."

"Arrrghh" a simian growl rumbled from the drowsy saiyan. Yamcha 

smiled as he sat up and enjoyed the view.

_It's amazing, the things about him I've discovered. Saiyans are such 

a primitive race, almost animalistic. I've never experienced anything 

like this before..._

Without thinking, the handsome z warrior massaged the lower back of 

his lover. A thick black tail slipped free of baggy pants, waving 

high in the air.

Yamcha grinned, catching it. "What's this. My prize?" he teased, 

stroking it gently.

Goku yelped in pleasure. "Yamcha-"

His lover grinned devilishly. "My little back massage popped this 

free, hmm?" he ruffled the dark fur roughly.

Goku rolled on his back swiftly, hissing in feral lust. The coal 

black eyes were wild.  

"I feel really gooood..."

Yamcha gasped in delight as his forearms were grabbed. Goku sat up 

abruptly to kiss him but paused suddenly, staring up at the sky. 

Perplexed at the sudden turn, Yamcha looked up also.

"What's wrong, Goku? What happened?"

The saiyan almost looked panicked. "The sky...grrr...don't you see?!"

Yamcha caught the strange growl and glanced up once more. "It's a 

beautiful night. I don't see anything, except the stars and moon."

Goku leaped to his feet, hurling Yamcha away. "Get out of here!!" he 

growled savagely.

Yamcha stared in shock and disbelief. "What the hell...are you 

crazy?! What are you doing!!"

The saiyan stood over him, looking like a wild thing. The swarthy 

features darkened into a mask of crazed fury, even as his eyes took 

on a red color...

Yamcha gulped, terror creeping into his mind. _What the hell is 

happening to him?!_

Goku threw his head to the sky and howled like a banshee, displaying 

prominent fangs. His tail bristled and puffed, lashing the air like a 

whipcord.

Yamcha staggered to his feet as he stared, a dim memory haunting 

him. "No" he whispered in fear. "I've got to get out of here!" 

realization shocked him into motion as he ran for his life.

****

Yamcha raced through a thicket, adrenaline and ki fueling inhuman 

speed. The ground began to shake and vibrate. Panicked, he darted for 

the lake.

_If I can get away underwater, he won't see me. Kuso! What a fool I 

am...I forgot about the full moon, dammit!!_

"REEAARUGRHHH!!!!!"

Yamcha glanced back as he ran. Towering over the treetops was an 

angry Oozaru, thundering through the quiet countryside with ponderous 

steps. The beast struck out aimlessly, smashing the ground in rage. 

Roars rocked the skies for miles.

_More speed! Can't panic...if I take to the air he'll see me..._

Suddenly feeling very tiny, Yamcha tried to lose himself in the deep 

forest.

****

Vegeta nearly got himself fried by a robot drone. A momentary lapse 

in concentration only cost him some singed hair. 

In rage he blasted the drone to pieces. Swiftly the saiyan prince 

turned the gravity controls down to normal. He all but raced into the 

corridor outside.

Bulma was bringing him some food. "Vegeta, what??" she halted when he 

nearly bowled her over.

He waved her off. "I haven't time...there's an emergency with 

Kakarot. Contact the others and have them come here _now!!_"

Bulma stared. "Sure, but...what's going on? Is Goku in danger?"

The prince pulled off his gloves grimly. "No, but everyone else is."

****

Oozaru Goku was thoroughly trashing the landscape. Hillsides were 

punched, trees torn up by the root and tossed about. The huge ape 

stomped and tromped, lurching towards a small town nearby.

In mute horror Yamcha watched the scene miles away from his vantage 

point perched atop a tree.

_I've got to do something, or Goku will kill those people. But what? 

I need to contact the others, but there's no way I'll get past him._

Handsome features hardened as Yamcha made a grim decision.

****

The z warriors knew the drill, and as a rule were always prepared in 

case of dire threat. They all arrived within half an hour of Bulma's 

emergency call.

The group was grim. Piccolo, Tien, Trunks, and Krillen listened in 

tense silence as Vegeta explained the situation.

"Where the hell is Yamcha?" Krillen looked around. "You'd think he'd 

be here."

"I sense his ki with Kakarot's, but some distance away."

Trunks shook his head.  "He's insane! No way can he battle Goku alone 

like that!"

Yairobi waddled in the conference room, swinging his sword. "I guess 

I'll have to be the hero again and stop him!"

Vegeta growled at him, flashing sharp teeth. "I know you cut my tail 

before, fatso. I haven't forgotten to repay your treachery!"

Yairobi waved his hands helplessly. "I ah, well, I'll be leaving you 

guys now, unless you still want me to join you, Vegeta..."

The saiyan prince pointed a glowing finger at him. Yairobi ran from 

the room.

Piccolo stood. "Now that the comedy act is over, let's get going. 

Vegeta, what do you want us to do?"

The saiyan pulled out a small device. "This is a solar simulator. I 

need the rest of you to create a distraction while I expose Kakarot 

to it's rays."

"Wouldn't it be simpler to cut his tail off?" Tien asked.

"No. Kakarot may not control his Oozaru form, but unlike Gohan, he is 

aware. You'll never get close enough to do that."

Piccolo's eyes went wide as he considered something. "Wait! What 

about you...and Trunks? How will you keep from transforming?"

"Only full saiyans transform. I can control my Oozaru, since I was 

trained during childhood as an elite."

"That doesn't explain Gohan!"

"A special case. As you remember, he was exposed to Gero's genetic 

ray. It allows him to grow a tail at will. But enough, we need to get 

going!"

"I just hope we have enough power to stop him" Tien commented.

"It'll take everything we've got" Krillen nodded in agreement.

****

Yamcha couldn't wait any longer. Goku was rapidly closing on the 

small town. He flew at the huge form of his lover.

"Hey!! OVER HERE!!"

A deafening roar rattled his bones as the ape turned his way. Yamcha 

wondered briefly if he had a good life insurance plan. Goku rumbled 

at him, his ponderous weight and power gouging the earth in his wake. 

Yamcha flew in a wide arc, far away from the deadly hands.

"Goku it's me! Yamcha!!"

The huge Oozaru snarled in laughter.  "I KNOW WHO YOU ARE, YOU LITTLE 

ROACH. COME AND GET SQUASHED NOW."

Yamcha flew high as a giant paw barely missed him.  Goku snapped his 

jaws in rage.

" I CAN HEAR AND SMELL YOU FOR MILES. IT IS USELESS TO RUN."

The z warrior flew around his back, landing on the furry head. It was 

an extremely risky maneuver.

"Try to control it, Goku! Don't give in-"

The world nearly went dark as a huge palm lowered his way. Yamcha 

barely escaped, running along massive shoulders.

"HAVE YOUR FUN. I'LL HAVE MINE" Goku turned with startling speed, 

despite his giant size. Yamcha lost his footing on the thick fur and 

toppled. He was plucked from the air before he could fly away.

Oozaru Goku laughed. "I SUPPOSE IT'S FITTING THAT I CRUSH YOU. AFTER 

ALL, THEY SAY YOU ONLY HURT THOSE YOU LOVE-"

Monstrous fingers tightened around Yamcha in a crushing hold. He 

choked, feeling consciousness leave even as the pain increased.

"No!!" the z warrior gagged, rasping for air. "Won't ...let you..."

A savage chortle. "LET'S SEE...I LOVE HIM, I LOVE HIM NOT..." the 

pressure hardened even more. Yamcha began to see dots of color as he 

coughed up dribbles of blood. He gazed up at his executioner, a 

brutish animal that was his lover. The red eyes held no mercy, no 

compassion.

"I HATE TO DESTROY SOMETHING SO BEAUTIFUL, BUT NOTHING LASTS FOREVER. 

GOODBYE, DEAR YAMCHA. IT'S BEEN REAL!"

Yamcha closed his eyes in concentration against the pain. _Chew on 

this, you freak..._

"FINAL FLASH!!!" 

A deafening roar rocked the air as Yamcha suddenly found himself 

falling once more. He managed to catch himself before impacting, 

floating gently to the ground. 

Arms wrapped around bruised ribs as he stared up at the mammoth 

creature. Goku covered his eyes in agony.

"I'LL EAT YOU FOR THAT. MY EYES..."

Yamcha staggered back under the giant shadow. _I've got to fly...my 

only chance now..._

Painfully he levitated up. The Oozaru rubbed his eyes, blinking. A 

hoary head turned in Yamcha's direction once more.

"IT'S OVER, ROACH. YOU'LL PAY DEARLY FOR TRYING TO BLIND ME-"

Yamcha didn't even have the strength to avoid the gargantuan foot 

that closed over him...

****

Vegeta spearheaded the frantic flight. Trunks pointed to the valley 

below as they approached. Large gouges in the earth and flattened 

forest marked a trail of destruction.

"What the frack...Goku did all this damage to the earth?!"

Vegeta nodded grimly. "Aye, boy. You've never seen an Oozaru before. 

You're about to get educated!"

"I hear something!" Piccolo shouted in the wind. "It's definitely 

Goku...and Yamcha!"

Tien's eyes widened in shock. "Oh no...look, guys, over the horizon. 

It's him!!"

****

The warriors slowed their flight at the awesome sight before them. 

The towering Oozaru was a mountain of mayhem, smashing hillsides to 

dust and debris.

Trunks could only gawk at the apelike creature. "That's...that's 

Goku?!"

"I never thought I'd see this again" Krillen quivered. "It's a repeat 

of what happened with Gohan!"

Vegeta reached for the device in his pouch. "Kakarot isn't Gohan. Be 

careful of getting too close. He's aware of everything he's doing!"

"Then why can't he stop destroying everything?!" Trunks didn't 

understand. "He's totally out of control."

"He can't stop himself, Trunks!" Krillen shouted. "Not in that form-"

Vegeta adjusted the controls as they spoke. "With training, he could. 

However, he doesn't _want_ to."

That startled the group. "What do you mean?" Piccolo demanded.

Vegeta smirked as he stared at the rampaging Oozaru. "Training would 

allow him to control his body, but it wouldn't change his saiyan 

instincts. Being Oozaru brings them all out at once, regardless."

"Dammit!!" the namek swore. "Now what?"

"Fly in a pattern, you know the drill" Vegeta instructed. "And for 

Kami's sake, keep your distance. Don't let him get behind you!!"

Tien looked about. "I sense Yamcha...his ki is erratic."

"He might be hurt" Krillen surmised. "Let's go!!"

****

"We should lead off, Piccolo!" Tien shouted as they flew relatively 

close.

"Split, then!" the namek bellowed. "Trunks, Krillen. Head to his side 

while we fly above. Vegeta needs position to use his device!"

"On it!!" Trunks shouted as Krillen nodded. They streaked in the 

opposite direction. Vegeta smiled, plummeting to a small mesa as a 

vantage point.

_This feels...wonderful. Hard to resist._

The saiyan prince focused his attention on the device he held. His 

hands trembled as he fought delicious sensations washing down his 

spine. The finely planed face tilted up briefly, dark eyes flashing 

at the lunar display high above.

_So long...since I've run...Kakarot..._

Moon rays teased him gently, heating him with sweet seduction...

****

Piccolo flew high above Oozaru Goku. "HEY, you big ape! Look up 

here!!"

"RUARRGHHHHH!!!" the were-ape roared, looking up at the taunting 

namek.

The caped figure rotated in rapid circles. "What's wrong, Goku? Too 

slow?!"

"FOOL. YOU'RE NO MATCH FOR ME. PREPARE TO DIE!"

"No one's dying if we have anything to say about it!" Tien 

challenged, swooping across his line of sight.

"ANOTHER ROACH, LOOKING TO GET STEPPED ON" a giant paw swatted the 

bald warrior with amazing speed. 

"Tien, look out!!" Krillen shouted, as he rounded to the other side. 

Tien tumbled through the air in a dizzy spiral. Trunks streaked to 

his fallen friend, catching him before impact.

"Krillen! Go behind him!!"

The diminutive warrior flew at full speed around the hulking 

behemoth. Massive jaws opened wide, exposing rows of savage fangs. 

Krillen attempted to bet behind, but the Oozaru turned with him. 

Those same jaws snapped in his direction with a resounding CRACK!!!

Krillen pulled up at the last second, blasting straight up. "He tried 

to eat me!"

"I WOULDN'T EVEN GET THE FLAVOR, YOU'RE SO SMALL" Goku bellowed. "A 

THOUSAND OF YOU COULDN'T MAKE A DECENT MEAL."

"Chew on this, then!!" Piccolo shouted once more, sending potent ki 

blasts down at the creature.

****

Trunks set the dazed warrior down on a nearby hill. Tien shook his 

head in an attempt to clear it.

"What hit me..."

Trunks looked about. "Are you okay? I've got to get back and help the 

others."

Tien stared off some distance. "Hey, where's Vegeta? Why hasn't he 

used the device yet?!"

Trunks jumped to his feet. "Something's happening, don't you feel it? 

His ki is skyrocketing!"

Tien's eyes went round. "Oh no..." he staggered to his feet. "Trunks! 

We've got to get up there. Something is wrong...and if what I'm 

thinking is right..."

They stared at each other, horror in their expressions.

"Let's go!!" they chorused. Like twin comets, they returned to the 

fray.

****

Piccolo felt like the proverbial spitball bouncing off a battleship. 

Blasts that would level mountains did nothing except enrage his 

transformed friend further. Huge blue beams lit the night, bouncing 

off the massive chest. A shout caught his attention above deafening 

roars.

"Piccolo! I sense Yamcha coming this way!!" Krillen shouted as he 

hurled energy discs in vain.

The namek backed away from the Oozaru, his face lit in eerie blue 

light. "Then let him get his ass over here!"

"Did I hear my name?!" An orange clad figure blazed their way.

Piccolo snorted. "Quit talking, pretty boy, and fight!"

"Yamcha! Where the hell you been?" Krillen flew in a random pattern, 

shouting at his friend.

"No time, bud!" Yamcha flew straight at Goku.

"HEY, Goku!! What's up, dude?!"

The Oozaru turned his way. "SO, YOU STILL LIVE. I CAN CORRECT THAT 

SMALL MISTAKE."

"You gotta catch me, first!" Yamcha zig zagged in a crazed line.

****

Trunks and Tien flew to the isolated spot nearby where oddly, Vegeta 

was just standing with his back turned.

Trunks spoke first as they alighted. "Father! What are you doing? Why 

haven't you activated the device!"

A gutteral laugh. "I've had second thoughts..." his tail stood 

straight as a rod, the black fur bristled in all directions.

"If you won't activate it then give it to me!" Trunks shook his 

fist. "There's no time to waste...the others can't hold out for long 

against Goku!"

Vegeta spun around, eyes red and feral. Fangs gleamed as he laughed 

insanely.

"I think not" he hissed with a growl. "I rather like this...such a 

lovely moon!" he was heaving.

"Oh shit" Tien murmured, eyes wide. He took a defensive stance.

Trunk's mouth flew open. "What the frack's happening to him?!" he 

stammered, backing away.

"Ruarrrhh...you know what they say, boys...if you can't beat 

them...JOIN THEM!!" Vegeta screeched like a lunatic, his arms 

upraised. Fur sprouted across his body, tearing away clothing.

"Trunks, GET BACK!!" Tien yelled. "He's transforming, too!!"

The demi-saiyan forced himself to move. "I've got to get the device 

or else he'll crush it!"

Vegeta roared, his body now rapidly increasing in size and mass. The 

solar device clattered to the ground and rolled down an incline.

Both men fought down waves of panic as Vegeta towered above them now, 

blotting out the sky. A huge foot lifted high above them.

"Let's move!!" Tien bellowed as they were nearly stomped.

Oozaru Vegeta laughed. "GOING SOMEWHERE? I WANTED TO HAVE A LITTLE 

FUN."