Rating: NC-17
Written By: Bejiita-chan
Warnings: Violence, very dark fic, sad, Lemon, Yaoi, lots of people dying, gory, some Humor
Pairings: BejiitaxGokou, GotenxGokou, PikkoroxGohan, BardockxTurles, BejitaxRadditzu
Inspirer by: DreamWorks Pictures Sam Mendes�s �Road to Perdition� Starring Tom Hanks, Paul Newman, and Jude Law �
Tribute to: kazoku + watashi no ojiisan + watashi no bebi Tristin-kun
Author notes: This is a fiction story-it is based on a famous anime made by Arika Toriyama-I do not own any of these characters, so please to do not sue-I do practice the language of Japanese, some will be added, dedicate notes will be posted for readers� connivance-This story is based on 1930�s times, it reflects the violence and the ways of a everyday life could be like-Technology and music is the same as today, though the fashion is 1930�s style-this is also a AU/Alternative Universe fic-please enjoy and thank you for your corporation.
Main Characters:
Buradoko/Bardock: ||Diviito G.O|| age: 29 the big boss of the gang Diviito G.O of the city of Graven Tarawa. His two right-handed men and himself named their sons� name staring with �go� to be named after the gang�s name. His code is loyalty is the number one key in life.
Burori/Brolli: ||Diviito G.O|| age: 29 One of the right hand men and best friends to Bardock. He is very aggressive when it comes fighting and wants to kill all his enemies so he doesn�t have any. All three of the men agreed to have only one son and then depose of the wife. If you had a girl kill it. If you had twins, keep the boy and kill the other.
Tarusu/Turles: ||Diviito G.O|| age: 28 another of the right hand men and best friends to Bardock. Is the cockiest out of the three, loves to help people but will kill anyone who gets in his way. Agrees that the gang depends on Loyalty and tradition.
Gokou/Goku: ||Diviito G.O|| age: 16 the only son of Bardock. He is strong and is a born leader, also always speaks his mind but is bad at handling anger.
Goten: ||Diviito G.O|| age: 13 the only son of Turles. He is the happy-go-lucky type of the bunch. Loves to play jokes and loves to be happy, but he also loves to kill.
Gohan: ||Diviito G.O|| age: 15 the only son of Brolli. He is the quiet, calm, and always-has-a-plan kind of person. He has a secret relationship with Mr. Pikkoro. He hates killing but will do anything for people he loves.
Pikkoro/Piccolo: ||Diviito G.O? || Age: 31 Pikkoro is a spy for Diviito G.O. He also has fallen in love with the young son of Brolli. He keeps his relationship under cover because the teen is so young and his loyalty isn�t its entire crack up to be.
Charlie Julius: ||Diviito G.O|| age: 30 the friendly bar tender of the bar Bardock owns at his hotel/bar club. He is also a very close friend of the families.
Bejita: ||SETRA|| age: 33 Is the head leader of a new gang called SETRA that enter the city of Graven Tarawa. Before, he was apart of �The twins� but ran away from the two because he wanted to be more than a client to them. He made his own gang, wanting to steal the city from Diviito G.O. He never likes to lose.
Bejiita/Vegita: ||SETRA|| age: 18 the only son of Bejita. He is a hit-man/spy for his father�s organization. His right man is Trunks. He goes out and spread the news of the brand new gang in town by branding people. This branding is different because it is so deep that it brands the bones of the body. Vegita is very arrogant and has much pride. He is also very cunning and will get anything he wants. He also has an eye out for his younger enemy, Gokou, in which he calls him Kakarotto. He calls him Kakarotto as a SETRA name.
Toranku/Trunks: ||SETRA|| age: 13 even though is very young, this boy is very determined. He is also very skillful at the gun. He sticks by Vegita and feels for him as a brother. He was abused as a child and ran away from home.
Radditsu/Raditz: ||SETRA|| age: 31 are a right-handed man at Bejita�s side. He spies on Vegita or Diviito G.O. he only does what Bejita tells him to do. He is cocky and likes to respond with smart attic jokes.
Nappa: ||SETRA|| age: 35 were and still kind of are Vegita�s caretaker. He is also another of Bejita�s right-handed man. He loves to fight and is full of wisdom. He trains the men of Bejita and is an old friend of the family.
Gogiita/Gogeta: ||The Twins|| age: unknown Gogiita is one of the twin brothers of the city. He is ruthless and cunning. He loves to kill like his brother. He is the more brain but both of them are really well educated. The team is very independent and won�t stand crap from anyone. They do not allow any other to join and do not trust.
Vegiito/Vegito: ||The Twins|| age: unknown The Twins are very secretive and will kill anyone that they are hired to kill. They even kill their own clients if they don�t like their tone of voice. They not only fight with guns but with swords that can cut through anything. Vegito is the one who handles the business part. He loves a good challenge and will not take no for an answer. Both of The Twins are very fast in speed and no one dares to stand up to them. They do not have a treaty or don�t do anything with Diviito G.O or SETRA, but they will if they get into their way or the feel like it. They have a reputation for killing many famous gangs.
Prologue
The short, bald man walked through the cold dark halls to the main room just up ahead. He could feel the ice cold waves come from the follower be hind him. He knew his boss was in trouble. They circle and entwine many walls, but finally reached the pen door. The shadow be hind took the lead and open the door. He stepped inside, fully smirking.
�Hey! Who the hell do you think you are Mr.?� the boss yells at the shadow as the short man caught up to him and stepped in front.
�I-I�mma sorry boss! This man said he knew you.�
�Wha?� the eyes from the chair sized up to the shadow before him �I dun knoe who this THING is!� he spoke in such a heavy Italian accent, so heavy every time he spoke he moves his hands. The shadow chuckled to him as he removed his coat hood swiftly, shaking his head to get all his hair back into place. The short man�s body shivered at the site. He took huge steps backward, reaching for the door.
�Now you know me, right?� the shadow�s voice was low and cocky, having that extra tone with a scratch of death. He suddenly took out a gun and shot fire at the bald man. The body froze in place, crashing into a puddle of blood. The boss swallowed in the air of death as he stood up, reaching over his desk to shake the hand of the shadow.
�Vegito! Baby! What can I do for you!?� he spoke so casually that it almost sounded like he wasn�t even shaking.
�Oh you don�t have to do anything Denny, I already got everything I want right here�� the boss named Denny swallowed loud �right in front of me.� The shadow smirked devilishly.
�N-now, n-now Vegito� ah-at least you can tell me who wants m-me died!� The boss started reach for a drawer in the desk. The shadow quickly smirked.
�Now Denny�� he whined a bit in his voice as he quickly swiped a sliver object in the air �You know I cannot do that.�
A thump was heard as Denny�s eyes headed for the floor and suddenly yelled in horror. He kept yelling as he raised his arm up to his eyes to see a crimson wrist and no hand. Another swipe as thrown as the desk�s right and left side separated. The boss fell backward. He stared up into his killer�s eyes.
�P-please Vegito! Have mercy!� with the hand he still had, he took out a derringer from his coat and took the one-shooter a chance. That chance wasn�t the right choice. The shadow swiped the platinum steel at the bullet, making a rebound at the shooter. The bullet went right through the chest of the boss. The shadow smirked, pacing over to the shaking body.
�Why give you mercy when you want to die?� the shadow raised his weapon and forced it through the neck of the body below him.
Outside the bar, another shadow was whistling, and flipping a coin for entertainment. His partner stepped out, trying to crawl over the hundreds of bodies lying inside the bar.
�Why do you always have to do an open shooting? Therez a thing called getting-everyone-up-against-the-wall-and-THEN-start-shooting!� the shadow smirked at the other as he placed his hood back on.
�Just be happy they�re all dead. Now, did you do your part?� the second shadow�s voice was more sincere. The tone was more serious and faster.
�You bet cha�� the first shadow reached into his black coat and pulled out a clear bag that was dripping not water but the red substance known as blood. Inside it had the shriveled, pale hand that belonged to the boss, Denny. �I even got proof for our client.�
The second shadow smirked quickly �You just had to put it in a clear bag, didn�t you Vegito?�
The first shadow put away the gruesome site �Ya know how I am, Gogiita. I just couldn�t resist!�
The two shadows walked away with the crackling laughter. They left the bar with blood scents and soon the police would arrived and figure it was another successful mission of The Twins.
Violence Fetish
By: DISTURBED
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Oh Ow OW!
How do you sleep
When you live with your lies
Out of your mouth
Up from your mind
That kind of thinking
Starts a chain reaction
You are a time bomb ticking away
You need to release
What you're feeling inside
Let out the beast
That you're trying to hide
Step right up and be a part of the action
Go Get your game face on
Because it's time to play
You're pushing and fighting your way
You're ripping it up!!
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Oh Ow OW!
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Oh Ow OW!
How could you live without playing the game
Sit on the side and expect to keep ... sane
Step right up and be a part of the action
Come get a piece of cake before it's too late
Take a look around
You can't deny what you see
Were living in a violent society
Well my brother let me show you a better way
So get your game face on because it's time to play
You're pushing and fighting your way you're ripping it up!!
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Oh Ow OW!
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Oh Ow OW!
Tell me what am I supposed to be
Another goddamn drone
Tell me what am I supposed to be
Should I leave it on the inside
Tell me what am I supposed to be
Another goddamn drone
Tell me what am I supposed to be
Should I get ready to play You're pushing and fighting your way you're ripping it up!!
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Oh Ow OW!
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Oh Ow OW!
Chapter 1
A deck of cards was slammed upon the cherry wooden table. The peach colored hand left the pile and went back to the owner.
�So� what are we gonna bet on today?� the young teen smirked, looking to his friend on his right, then on his left. His eyes were filled with care as he took a good seen of both of the boys next to him.
The boy on his left scratched his head as he stared down at the plaid pattern cards. �How bout poker? Black Jack?�
�Nah,� the middle teen cutting through his companion�s suggestions �papa doesn�t want me to gamble.�
�Yeah!� a chirpy laughter was roar out from the right side of the table �Member that time I had nothing else to bet and the tails on mah back was the only shit I could bet with�� the laughter started up again �The heater wasn�t even on that night!� the youngest teen laughed once more as the others joined him. They all smiled at him as he took out a homemade cigarette and lit it while puffing out smoke.
�You�re gonna die a young man papa says�� the middle teen said, playing with cards to entertain them �if you start smokin� early.� He looked to the companion to his right with a stern glare of warning. The teen just rolled his eyes and pounds his hand upon his brisk shoulder.
�Gokou-san, your old man ALWAYS tells me I shouldn�t be smokin�, but look! Has MY papa said anything�� he motion his hand in a line, going from right to left �Notta thing!�
�What do you say Gohan-kun?� the one in the middle, known as Gokou, turned to his left and nodded to his other friend �You�re the doctor here!� he smiled.
�Oh common! I�m STUDYING to be a doctor, never said I was!� Gohan said, waving his hands to the teens.
�Bad news buddy!� the youngest teen Goten jumped on the shoulder of Gokou to get closer to Gohan on the other side �If you�re studying to be a doctor, you gonna BE a doctor!� Gokou laughed as he pushed Goten back in his seat.
Gohan shook his head and gave off a half smirk �So common Gokou-san! Get dealin�!� Gohan swiftly took the cards out of his hands and started to deal one card to Goten, Gokou, then himself.
�B-but� what are we playing?� Gokou said as his eyes were following the pace of the cards� rhythm.
�Poker.� Gohan�s voice was down and deep as he finished dealing out all of the cards and stomped the rest in the exact middle of the table.
�Aw hell no!� Goten said, picking up his cards and studying each one in his hand �I�m not gonna bet anything this time! I got bad luck when it comes to poker!� He slammed all five of his cards on the table, making them slide to each corner.
�Goten-kun�� Gokou began as he turn his head to the side and smirk gently �Face it. You always have bad luck in anything you do!� he smirked again, trying to keep his laughter inside.
�Take that back you bum!!� Goten quickly jumped upon his friend, making his back crash on the booth. Gohan grabbed Goten�s hair, lifting his head and punching him right smack in the jaw. Out of nowhere, still laying on the booth, Gokou uppercut Gohan, then finally getting up and being throw against the table by Goten. Gohan jumped upon Goten and crash against the booth. Even though this site was very violated and gory, all the boys were laughing as they punched each other. Blood was already spilling upon the booth and thatz when the soothing voice stepped in.
�Boys!� Mr. Charlie Julius said, with a big grin on his face and hands upon his waist. Seeing that he wasn�t getting any response, he raised his scratchy voice �BOYS!�
All eyes were raised to the old man. Goten gave off a last punch to Gohan, just one laugh to slip in. Charlie shook his head and stripped Goten and Gohan from the booth. �Look at you dirty bastards! Blood? Already? I swear you all are gonna kill each other one of these days, and then what are cha all gonna say?� Charlie raised his eyebrows to hear that beautiful phrase he made up for moments like this.
�We should have listened to Charlie.� All the boys said, rolling their eyes and drained down their voice as if they wrote this phrase a thousand times on the blackboard. Charlie nodded in honor and smiled. Then he threw down Gohan and Goten to the booth again, making them colliding into each other.
�Now, clean up all this blood and clean up yourselves!� He pointed to the river of blood that was dripping down Gokou�s forehead �You look like the devil came by!�
Gokou and Gohan looked at Goten admittedly. Goten took a short glance at the two then actually figured they were glaring at him. He raised his eyes brows in confusion and shrugged. �WHA?! I�m no devil!� both boys laughed as they grabbed cloths from the bar counter. Charlie went back to his bar and served another customer. Business was running well today. The same old customers came at the same old time. Charlie looked at the clock and knew that the masters were going to come not for a while. When the three duos were out, it was Mr. Julius�s responsibility to make sure the three sons stayed out of trouble. Their fathers didn�t mind the horseplay, but they did not want them to do it at business hours, and some how they knew it. Even though Charlie loved to keep an eye out for the boys he had a volunteer. Gokou-kun would always stay clear of acting chibi-like and he always made sure to keep his younger companions underline. Charlie smirked at how much Bardock�s little boy matured so fast through the past years. He admired the chibi for his determination and brilliant fighting techniques.
�Wowwy! My cigarette!� Goten said as he came back from the bathroom and knelt down to pick of the small bounded weed.
�You disgusting bum! People probably stepped all over that shit!� Gohan shouted out from the bathroom, wiping his face with the white cloth. He threw the towel stained with blood across the floor.
�Looks clean to me.� Goten said innocently as he began to re-light it when a hand swiped it out of his mouth. Gokou went over to it and crushed the whole thing with his boot. �Gohan is right. You need help baka, I�m gonna get you that patch for your birthday.� Gokou seemed to be strict serious, but Goten just laughed.
�Wha?! I can�t wear that bull! I need room for mah tattoo!� Goten rolled up his right sleeve and started to flex his young muscles.
�Tattoo?! Whatz it gonna say? Daddy�s boy?!� Gohan mocked as titled his head to the side and laid his hands on his waist.
�Why you fucking hooker! I should rip that smirk off your face and�� Gokou sighed as he ignored the verbal war of the younger two. He sat at the end of the booth and titled his brim hat lower to cover his eyes. He concealed himself into a world of sleep, when the tingling of the bell that only rang when customers came into the bar, disturbed that world of sleep. Gokou didn�t recognize the voice of the customer, for there wasn�t any voice! Gokou titled his hat back up to take a sneaky peak.
This customer wasn�t only new, but there were two. They are very dark characters and the most shocking thing about them was that they wouldn�t take off their hats! Gokou was stunned bout this! If you were anyone, you knew that taking off your hat at Bardock�s bar/club was out of respect and curtsy. But these two strangers were obliviously not educated with this knowledge. Gokou raised his eyebrows in confusion as he watched both men, one shorter than the other, go up to the bar the most devilish smirks. Charlie was as much devastated as Gokou. His heart skipped a beat as the two shadows stalked over to the counter and slid into the stools. Charlie knew he couldn�t and wouldn�t show any fear. He had the right to be in power so he stood up to the counter and cleared his voice.
�Gentlemen, gomennasai, but in Bardock-sama no bar, your hats will be removed for respect.�
Both men suddenly chuckled out so deep and evil like it ran shivers up everyone�s spine. Gokou could see the fire inside both of the younger teens eyes. The youngest slowly started to move his hand lower to his waist, able to grab his weapon.
�Goten-kun to Gohan-kun, chotto matte kudasai.� ||Goten and Gohan, please wait a minute|| Gokou whispered as he slid out of the booth and listen carefully to what the new strangers were saying.
�Bardock-sama wa koko ni desu ka?� �||Is the great Bardock here|| the voice was very deep and scratchy but it also had a quite English accent to it, making it more passionate. The other shadow just smirked as he felt the tense rise up in the room.
�I-iie, now take off your hats!� Charlie said, trying to get his wit together and lowered his voice in a more polite manner �Kudasai.� The one shadow that asked the question stood up from his seat and quickly snatched the ojiisan no collar.
�Old man, you are very annoying.� The shadow whisper at loud �I will permanently make you suffer�� He took out his other hand from his black coat. Out came a sliver object with an extremely hot surface. Charlie could feel the heat as it passed his face. The man suddenly slammed his forehead against the head of Charlie, making him not completely all there. The man took his chance, grabbing Charlie�s right hand and slammed the hot surfaced object upon the back of the it. Charlie yelled in death as the fire melted his skin and sank into the flesh, getting so close to the bone.
Gokou�s eyes widen. He could actually see the steam that was rising from the branding. He growled loudly and raised the gun in aim. The deaf pitch sound blasted through the eardrums of every person in that bar. Their eyes all turned to Gokou. Gokou�s eyes were only on that single bullet that he shot directly at the man who was branding the love one. The bullet sliced through the tense air and buried itself into the right shoulder�s flesh of the man. The impact of that single bullet threw back the man into his partner and blasted his hat right off his head�
The reality of noise and talk came back to the people and began shooting all their rifles at the two men. The partner reached into his coat and aimed another strange object at the people. It didn�t really look much of a gun, but that thing was powerful. First it released a clear blue, liquefy shield. Then it sucked in each of the bullets and dissolved them into dust.
�Gokou�s pupil inside his dark brown eyes grew twice as big than it was before. His heart was stuck to the edge of the rib cage. He looked deeply into the eyes of the unknown man. Actually, that man didn�t look as old as he thought, he looked very much like his age but the wrinkles of anger were spread against the tan kao. He blinked many times as he could feel strong iron pass him, seeming to be bullets that weren�t even scaring or hitting him. The young man snickered at him as long as the war of guns was going on. Their eyes wouldn�t leave each other. Gokou still had his gun up and in aim while the man was leaning back on his partner. The partner was very careful of getting the shield to cover both him and his master.
Finally, the partner saw a gap between the bullets and took the chance of running. They escape just barely as some men ran after them, but most of them stayed and went back to their drinks like nothing happen. Gokou finally realized that the site of the other man had left him, and blinked into reality.
�Charlie!� he screamed out as he looked around the torn up club and ran quickly over to the back of the counter. There was the old body, laying in complete whole but all for that hand, that hand was done for �Oh Charlie�� Gokou said in compassion as he kneeled down and carefully studied the te. It was horrible. The branding was in some kind of language or marking they couldn�t understand but it was so deep the burnt bone and flesh was shown. The melted skin was slowly peeling at the edges of the marking. Gokou hissed in disgust was he wrapped the te in cloth, but that just made things worst. Charlie let out a terrible howl as he pushed away the teen.
�Iie! Iie! Gokou-kun� go away� PLEASE!� Charlie stumbled up, while gokou ignored his cry and helps him. When he finally had a good balance on his feet, he nudged Gokou fully away from him. He took slow and painful steps out of the bar and made his way toward the hospital, holding the burnt torso to his chest. Gokou watched the old man walk for his dear life. He figured he was the one to blame all of this for. He WAS the one who pulled the first shot.
Gohan and Goten seemed to pop out of nowhere as they came up behind Gokou, checking if he wasn�t hurt.
�Kuso Gokou! What came over you!? You know good and well not pull the trigger first!� Goten said as he dusted his old friend off.
�Sono kao O mimashita ka?!� ||did you see that face|| gokou said as he stared off into the distance.
�Nani, kao? What face are you talking about Gokou?� Gohan said as he looked over in the direction that Gokou was, but just happen to look at an empty wall.
�That guy�s face. It was so rare and�� Gokou looked down in confusion, trying to seek a good word to describe that beautiful site he saw �Different.� Goten and Gohan both drew their heads back with shock and confusion, �I could tell just by his face that he had a long history,� Gokou said smirking with confidence �and I plan to find out who and what that history is.� He started to walk off, leaving both of the teens directly stunned and bewilder. Goten growled in mockery.
~What the fuck does Gokou think hez doing? ~ Goten thought to himself until he reach out and pointed his finger directly at the friend walking away.
�DAI BAKA! You cannot leave Gohan and me out of your missions Gokou! Just because you are the son of Bardock doesn�t make you any stronger or better than any of us standing here right now!�
Gokou stopped shuffling his feet toward the door. He slowly turned his head, then his body toward the loud mouth teen. He squinted his eyes at him. �I never said I was going to leave you two outta this mission. Besides! Itz not even a mission, itz more of curiosity!�
�Then why the fuck bother!? Gokou! You can only get so stupid to first shoot then look for this� this fucking THING that neither Gohan nor I have any clue about!� Gokou stomped over to Goten. Goten looked up and stared into his eyes. He wasn�t going to back down; this little guy wasn�t scared of anything or anyone. Gokou lower his voice down and pulled his collar close up to him, close enough to fell his breathes.
�Take. That. Back.� Gokou wasn�t going to repeat himself and he didn�t have to. Goten gave off a cocky smirk and spit out his saliva out on Gokou�s face. Gokou closed his eyes in anger and to keep the warm liquid out. The grip among the collar got so tight that it was nearly choking the younger teen, but still he did not show any contempt of giving in. Gohan couldn�t bear it any longer. He knew this wasn�t just their order little sparring matches filled with laughter, this was a death battle. His two best brothers were not going to stop until one of them was dead. Gohan took in a deep breath and pulled Goten away from Gokou, making the clothing tear under the rough hand.
�Stop it you two! NOW! This isn�t a thing to die for, not under these circumstances!� Goten growled under his breath
�Let go of me Gohan� I want to knock some sense into that lame ass!� Gokou�s nose squinted up as he punched the younger teen with light speed in the gut. Gohan gasped as he dropped Goten to allow him to grasp his stomach.
�I never said you had to�� A fist was planted across the left cheek of Gokou, interrupting him with no warning. Gokou kneed Goten in return for being so rude to not let him finish his damn sentence. Goten punched him across the other cheek, then the right again. Gokou block most of the punches that were thrown at him until he finally got the upper hand when he found an empty stop in Goten�s boxing pattern and kicked him across the other side behind the counter. Gohan quickly got out of that tight fitting space when Gokou kneed Goten for the first time. All that could be watched was either Gokou or Goten getting up, then waiting for the other to get up and sock him back down. Then the other would get the upper hand and do the same.
Goten had enough of this routine and threw Gokou, on his back, upon the counter. He first punched him on each cheek then grabbed a whiskey bottle. Blood splattered across the counter as Gokou yelled in pain as he felt the glass bottle pierce into the flesh of his neck and chest. The bottle shattered into pieces and each of those pieces went inside of him. Goten blinked down at his friend. At first he couldn�t believe what the hell he just did. He stared in confusion and compassion as Gokou sat up and started to peel the broken bottle off his chest. Gokou threw it to the side, still having glass items stick out from his body.
�You�re lucky that didn�t cut my heart� BITCH!� Gokou sliced another whiskey bottle at Goten�s face. Again, the bottle shattered into millions of clear objects. Blood gushing out everywhere and to make it worst, the whiskey was seeping into the cuts and infecting the flesh. Goten scream out in pain and fell backward, cupping his right cheek. Gokou slowly closed his eyes as he felt the guilt swallowing him up. Crying was in the distance. He could smell the salty water.
�Fuck you Gokou! GODDAMNIT!!� Goten yelled out while the tears fell down his face. He was rocking back in forth, trying to ease the pain, but nothing seemed to work. Gokou started to feel tears run down his cheeks as well. He lowered his head down and bent his back in a curve.
Suddenly, Gohan came be hind them, but not alone. Three huge, well built statures were staring at the two boys. One of them cleared his throat, startling both of the teens. Gokou turned around slowly, hissing in pain. Goten looked up, uncapping his cheek, letting the blood seeping all over himself. The boys were filled with fear and yet, some answers. Gokou tired to remove himself from on top of the counter, but he froze in place as he felt that cold surface touch the back of his neck. A slight click was heard as if that gun was ready and lock to shoot. Gokou closed his eyes and opened his dry mouth.
�It was all my fault. I-I� I didn�t want this to happen! Forgive me Papa!�
Gokou felt the cold surface slowly remove itself from his skin. He let out a deep breath and opens his eyes. When his eyes sight was clear enough to tell night from day, he saw a huge body with long black hair, pick up Goten and wrapped his arms around him, not minding if blood was all over his suit.
�Brolli.� Gokou said softly with warmth. Brolli nodded over to the father of the oldest teen. The head boss pound his hand upon Gokou�s shoulder.
�I will make sure you will never let this happen again my son. I�ll make sure of it.�
"Emotional Times"
By: Taproot
life sucks sometimes, friendships turn to lies,
a hatred in disguise it brings tears to my eyes,
I can see the truth from the neutral side in my mind,
confusion cripples me unto my element of control unsure ness.
Emotional times I�m just fine.
Trauma�s etched in my mind, I can see 'em all the time,
I�ve seen my share of pain and suffering,
I am just fine, respecting something more than nothing all the time,
and it's time, to move on. i have seen my faith sailing away,
and I have seen my faith's coming back to me, I can see it,
coming back to me,
I can see it, I can taste it,
I can live it cuz I�m just fine
Chapter 2
The otoosan practically dragged the teen out of the limo and into the towered house. He growled as he kept reminding his son not to drag his feet or slouch like a damn bum.
�DEMO PAPA!!� a whiney cry was yelled out as the grip upon his ear was crushing his mimi.
�No buts about this Gokou-chan! You are going to apologized for your stupidity!� Bardock knew he had insulted his son in the harshest way he could. Gokou hated the thought of being weak and especially stupid or foolish. A tiger growl was drawn from the son. Bardock smirked. He let go of his ear and pushed his son in front of him. Gokou stumbled over his feet and knocked his head on the front door. Quickly it was answered with a warm smirk.
�Eeto� Gokou-kun, why are you laying on the ground? You know you don�t have to kiss my feet, yet!� The father of Goten smirked as he helped the teen up.
�Konnichi wa Turles-san. Genki desu ka?� ||Hi Turles. How are you|| Bardock smirked at the one he recalled as Turles. The man smiled back at him.
�Maamaa.� ||So-so|| he patted Gokou on the shoulder. Gokou sighed as he brushed his shoulders and then glared around the empty room. Everything seemed to be much different than regular visits. Every time Gokou would enter the chambers maids, servants, and businesses� representatives would be squiring along the halls and chatting away. The house was never in peace until this day. Every sound and movement could be heard. Gokou even heard his fellow companion come down from his room.
Gokou closed his eyes at the site. Goten�s right side of his face was completely torn up. He could see blood splotches that were seeping through the gaze of the stitches. Awful. Just awful for such a bright, always having a smile kind of face be torn up into a serious, bloody corpse.
�Ah! Ohayo gozaimasu, Goten-kun!� Turles quickly spun around to face his son walking down the red carpet staircase. Goten didn�t raise his head and just bowed to Bardock, then to his friend. Gokou bowed back, but open his eyes after he straighten up. He could only blame himself for all this mess. He couldn�t believe how much his anger can take over him to actually make him nearly kill one of his best friends. He sighed as he watched his fathers continued their conversation of babble. They slowly headed over to the family room. Gokou looked again at Goten and motioned him to go ahead first. Goten still didn�t do anything. He was standing there, having his head down, a dark frown put on, and his body shivering silently. Gokou blinked and started to move toward his friend.
�Goten-kun, onegaishimasu. Go ahead�� Gokou softly place his hand upon his friend shoulder when suddenly, Goten awoke from his silent state and pulled away from the hand. Gokou gasped and move backwards in shock.
�Get away from me! I don�t want any of your sympathy!� Goten�s yell echoed through the empty chambers of the house. Gokou could clearly see the tears that ran through Goten�s eyes. Rage and anger was the only thing in Goten�s heart.
�I suppose you won�t forgive me if I said I was sorry.� Gokou shrugged. Goten closed his eyes, letting the tears fall down his cheeks. Suddenly, another voice echoed through the house. Both boys jumped and turned to the doorway of family room.
�If he doesn�t forgive you, Gokou-kun, I�ll just have to fix that lil problem�� Turles came walking up toward the boys. Bardock was right be hind him. Gokou blinked as his father came up be hind him and laid his immense hands upon his shoulders. Turles did the same to his son. Both fathers smirked as Goten tried his best to wiggle his way out of his father�s grasp, but the otoosan was in power. �You two boys are going to make up weather you like it or not.� Turles clearly stated, not removing his eyes off the other otoosan.
�Hai, we are not going to have any inside wars between the gang, especially not between my son and his best friend. Now, kiss and make up.� At first the boys thought the phrase was just a common joke. Gokou shook his head in stubbornness and Goten growled lowly at Gokou. But both boys were in a surprise into what was going to happen next. At the same time, both father pushed their sons gently to one another. The two boys� lips collided into each other, pressing a deep taste of each other in one�s mouth. The fathers quickly smirked. It seemed like they were honored by this site and savored it.
Goten and Gokou quickly pushed each other away. They spit out the taste of one another out of their tongue. Gokou glared up at his father and was about to say something when his friend said the exact same thing that he was.
�WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT PAPA!!?� Turles smiled down at his son and patted him on the head.
�Tradition my son.�
�TRADITION?!� Goten was trying to size up to his father to grasp more power. Gokou growled at his papa and pointed out his finger at him.
�Why did you push me into Goten� NAZE!?� Bardock raised his head up as he crossed his arms over his chest.
�You heard, didn�t you? Tradition Gokou-kun. That is your answer.� Both fathers seemed to ignore the cries of disgust and questions yelling out to their backs. They calmly walked out from waiting room and back into the family room.
His bulky hand slammed on top of the small red button that was blinking on and off.
�Moshi?�
�Bejita-sama, Radditzu is here with news, kami.�
�Hmmm� send him in here right away.� he lifted his hand from the machine and up to his cigar. Taking it out of his mouth and breathing out white smoke. A knock was heard then a body stepped in from the door. The man was immense as the boss himself. His muscles reflected perfectly against the shading of the room and his extremely long black hair was trailing at his calves be hind him. He walked up to the wide desk and bowed to the master.
�Konnichi wa, Bejita-sama. I have news for you master.� He looked back into the eyes that were glaring at him with lust. He smirked as he straightened himself to be more appealing to the master.
�So I heard. Tell me quickly.� His hands were folded up to his mouth. He secretly licked the dry surface of his lips, keeping his eyes set on that body in front of him.
�Your son went to Diviito G.O bar yesterday, master. He didn�t do so well either. He is in the doctors, as we speak, getting a bullet remove from his shoulder.� Radditzu, the spy slash Bejita�s whore, pointed toward the door in which he came from �He DID manage to brand one person. Seemed to be the bar tender.�
Bejita growled under his breath. He placed his cigar down on the ashtray and crossed his arms. �Radditsu, you mean to tell me MY son failed his mission?!�
Radditzu blinked in horror. He knew better than to put down the big boss�s son! He looked around, leaving his eyes off his master.
�Soo desu ne� iie, demo�� ||Well/let me see� no, but�||
�Demo? Radditsu, who shot my son?� Bejita slammed his hand on his desk. Clearly by now, all the lusting and wanting was completely gone. The man before him was shaking, struggling to picture that image again in his mind.
�I think it was Son Gokou, the son of Bardock.�
�YOU THINK?!� Bejita lunged out of his chair and grasp a hold of Radditzu�s collar. Radditsu tried to move back from the boss, but he was too quick and pulled his whole body up to his.
�It was him� Bejita-sama�� Radditsu whispered his name is a lustful manner �I know it. I saw him with my own eyes, master.� He smirked, beginning to feel arouse by his owner being to close to him. Bejita knew he was getting the younger man as horny as ever. He smirked also and ran his fingers across Radditsu�s chest.
�You better be right, my dear Radditsu. Or else.� Bejita licked Radditsu�s chin and then worked down to his neck, whispering heavily �You know the consequences.�
�Hai, kami.� Radditsu lingered his voice. He let out a loud groan as Bejita began to suck deeply on the skin of his neck. His hands reach out to stroke the mane of his master, telling him physically, he wanted him.
Gokou slammed the door shut as he crossed his arms and pouted in his seat. Bardock entered the door on the other side and sat properly. As the limo started its way off, Bardock looked to the right at his son. He sighed.
�Whatz wrong now.� He said in an irritated manner �Is it the whole kissing thing, Gokou-kun? You know you shouldn�t be mad about that.�
�You are a disgusting bastard.� Gokou plainly spit out. He didn�t even look at his father or had an attitude tone, he just had his arms crossed, looking straight up and said those words out. Bardock�s eyes widen as he grabbed his son�s caller, bringing his face up to his.
�What did you juss say?� he whispered in a death tone.
Gokou looked at his father straight in the eyes. He still had that disgusted smirk upon his face and his arms were still crossed.
�Explain to me about this tradition Otoosan. Point out the reasons why I had to kiss another boy!�
�Doesn�t tradition say it all for you, boy!?� Bardock threw his son back into his seat as he leaned back to his �My father did the same to me. Turles was my first kiss and now his son is yours! Itz TRADITION!�
�Fucked up tradition.� Gokou mumbled under his breath. He clenched his eyes shut when he felt a fist slam against his cheek. His head was thrown to the side.
�Do you question the gang�s orders Gokou!? Don�t you ever despise your ancestors ever again� you hear me!?� no answer came from Gokou as his head was still locked in the position of being punched. Bardock growled to his son as he felt the car stop. He quickly jumped out of the car, not wanting to look at his son for now. Gokou felt the same except he waited for his door to be opened for him. He got out slowly and watched as his father got into the building. Gokou turned his eyes sight to the driver. The driver startled as the young teen walked over to him.
�If I�m missed, tell my father I�ll be home by 11:00 and I�ve gone on my mission.� Gokou lowered his head down, but kept his eyesight on the driver�s face �Got it?�
The driver nodded with a shiver and tried to smile �Y-yes sir, I understand.�
Gokou smiled and patted the good man as he walked away. The driver�s whole body shook when the hand touched his body. He didn�t want to show fear, but he has seen the teen in action when his anger took the best of him. The teen wasn�t the kind of person you would want to trust. Only Gohan and Goten were his best companions because they knew he could never hurt them, but now that trust all seemed to be lost.
�You wanted to see me, Papa?� the short man bowed to his father who was standing at his desk. He raised his head up high, trying to keep out of mind the pain of his injury.
The immense man took out his cigar out of his mouth and let out a deep breath of smoke. �What the hell happen, Bejiita?�
The short man now had a name, it was Bejiita, practically the same as his father�s name: Bejita. Some knew this young man as Vegita other than Bejiita, but his main name was Killer. Vegita raised an eyebrow, trying to act as innocent as a dead man could. �Nani?� he said softly.
Rough hands were slammed down upon the desk, making it crack. �DAMNIT BEJIITA! You know damn well what I�m talking about!! That blood splotch didn�t appear out of nowhere!!� the father�s finger pointed toward the shoulder of pain. Vegita tried to cover it up with his hand, but the red stain was larger than his palm. He looked down, ashamed of being shot by someone that is younger than him. He knew he shouldn�t have been so cocky and so sure that everything was going to go as plan. He should have known that when you walked into one of Bardock�s bars, you were in for a treat.
His father forced him over closer to the desk as he grabbed the wounded shoulder. Vegita screamed in pain as his body was pulled over to the desk. He slammed on to it.
�You are never, NEVER allow to go in or even near that bar, you hear?!� Bejita yelled at his son. Vegita was pinned, his shoulder was caught in the rough hand and his face was smeared across the desk. He winced and looked up at his father. �I can get that bastard back! I can kill everyone in that goddamn bar, papa!�
The hand grasped the shoulder even tighter. Vegita�s yell was ear piercing. Tears started to run down his face and drop upon the table. �You will never go into that bar Bejiita! I am here to rule, not for my son to get killed! You will go to your regular duties as a hit man. It was a mistake to think that you could be a spy AND a hit man at the same time.� Bejita let go of his son, throwing him down on the ground �Get out of here and clean yourself up. You�re bleeding again.�
Vegita grasp a gentle hold of his crimson shoulder. He glared at his father and quickly stumbled up. He bowed to his father and then practically ran out the room. He cursed himself for being a helpless puppy to his father�s strength. It was true though; his father was the strongest out of every person he knew. He was probably even stronger than Bardock, but not against any of The Twins. Those shivers came again. Vegita glared up at space as his partner met up with him.
The man ran over to him, having his lavender hair waving in the wind beautifully. The young teen was very appealing; any girl would fall for him in a blink of an eye. He blinked his baby blue, sparkled pupil and titled his head to the side at his partner.
�Bejiita? Bejiita! You�re bleeding really badly!� He leaned out his hands over to the older man, but had them slapped away. The older man glared at him and opened his dry mouth.
�Trunks, get my shit ready for tomorrow.� He pronounce as he walked away crookedly.
�B-but� I wasn�t informed of this mission.� Trunks toned his voice higher as he followed his partner.
Vegita turned his head to look at his partner. He spun around to face him. His partner almost bumped into him but stopped himself and raised his eyebrows to him.
�This mission is for me alone. You will not be joining me Trunks.� Vegita spun back around and marched away. The lavender boy kept a close lead be hind the older teen, asking away questions on top of questions.
�Where are you going? Does your father know? Why can�t I go with you? What happen in there? Why won�t you go to the doctor for your shoulder? Why��
"Pain Inside"
By: Adema
Realize that I've lost control, impulses keep flashing through my head
I'm on the outside
Take up all my life inside, why would I let them make up my mind
And be mislead
Go ahead make up your mind
I have had enough of who they want
Leave me alone
This pain inside I can't understand
This hate in life that will not go away (Go away)
Go ahead make up your mind
I have had enough of who they want
Leave me alone
Realize that I've lost control, impulses keep flashing through my head
I'm on the outside
This pain inside I can't understand
This hate in life that will not go away (Go away)
This pain inside I can not live with it
It feels like no one really understands
It's always killing me (Killing me)
The problems I face daily
It's always things that I have always take in vain
I'm sick of you judging me
I'm sick of you judging me
I'm sick of you judging me
This pain inside I can't understand
This hate in life that will not go away (Go away)
This pain inside I can not live with it
It feels like no one really understands
It's always killing me
The problems I face daily
Chapter 3
The cards shuffled into each as a pattern. The teen patted them down on the table and began to deal out of solitary. Then he leaned back against the booth and started to play the one player game. Quickly he got bored after winning eight times and looked up at the watch on his wrist. His eyes squinted down at the device as he sighed.
�They should be here by now. I came here at the exact right time today.� He lifted his head up to look around the bar. Still no faces of his two other companions.
~Goten could be hiding because he doesn�t want to face me after that� that kiss. Then Gohan, ah, Gohan could be doing anything. At the library, at home playing v-games, or just sleeping. I never know whatz on that kid�s mind any more, ever since he got� a lover~ Gokou rolled his eyes. Yes, his younger companion changed the moment that man came into his life. Gohan was always the kind of boy that was so considerate and compassionate, but until the older lover stepped in, and took a hold of the young boy; his mind was turned dirtier and not so much innocent as you would think. Poor Kid, Gokou kept thinking to himself. He felt confidant enough to know that Gohan was NOT a virgin. He shook his head. He didn�t like the older mate at all. Gohan had no reason or future with someone that age.
Suddenly, the ringing of that bell disturbed Gokou�s deep thoughts. After that ring came in a shadow, that same ol� shadow. Gokou perked up his head right away. He stared at the figure with warning. His lips snickered in a growl. He wanted to hit that man! How dare he come back here, showing his pride off like he has never seen the bar in his life? Gokou knew good and well who and what that figure were. He quickly got up from his seat but was clearly thrown back at the site of that same man that branded his friend, admittedly removed his hat and sat casually at the bar. Gokou blinked hard many times. What was he up to? What was this killer trying to pull off? Couldn�t any one else know who this man really was? COMMON PEOPLE!! Gokou thought was he looked around the room to see if any others were as stunned as he was, but clearly none of them weren�t. They were attending their drinks as if they never even saw the man, thatz because they haven�t. Gokou was the only person in that whole damned bar who saw that man�s face, and now the man and Gokou knew that.
Gokou looked back at the killer. He was drinking a whiskey, laughing with Charlie-san and watching the game, which was broadcast on the TV directly above him. Gokou growled louder as he made himself walk over to the man. He fronted face forward to him and snickered loudly.
�Eeto�� Gokou looked down at him. He was still drinking and enjoying the game, but then settled him self in a right mood and looked up at Gokou. He smiled greatly and looked into the eyes of the younger teen. He could tell he was already pissed off. He chuckled at that.
�Eeto nani? I am just here to enjoy a drink,� He turned back to the game and his drink, taking a quick sip before� �Son Gokou.� Then he took in a huge gulp of the drink and ordered up another. Gokou blinked down at him and filled his mind with too much anger. He snatched the man�s collar and pulled his face over to his.
�How do you know my name? You�ve only seen me once!� Gokou exclaimed out in a whisper.
�Seeing a person once is enough times to tell who they are. Especially when they are the sons of the enemy.� The man whispered back in a deep lustful voice. Gokou drew back from the man. He smirked at him then went back to his drink. Gokou growled at him once more.
�You will not ignore me! Come!� Gokou turned his back on the stranger �Come with me.� Then started to walk over to the back door of the bar. Of course the man followed the young teen closely. His eyes kept roaming down the new body. He smirked devilishly as images popped into his head, wondering if this young boy was still a virgin. But those daydreams were suddenly gone when he felt a strong slap press against the skin of his cheek. He drew his head to the side. Wandering eyes filled the room when he found out that he was suddenly in some sort of basement. He turned his head sharply at the younger man.
�Onamae desu ka!� ||what is your name|| Gokou demanded firmly. The man wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, not giving any type of answer. Another slap was met across his face again as Gokou pressed him against a wall. �Tell me your name goddamnit!�
The man chuckled heavily, feeling a lil tension of being pressed up against a barrier by a beautiful creature. He looked back at young teen and swallowed his saliva. �Bejiita desu.� Gokou blinked more than at least a thousand times. This young man couldn�t be the son of Bejita� now could he? The resemblance was unquestionable. He was, and Damnit Gokou knew it now. Gokou took a couple of steps backward to think of something to do or at least say, though he didn�t have to.
�I suppose you�re surprised, well, everyone is at first. You�ll learn to live with the knowledge.� The man known as Bejiita spoke very clear and plain. Still having that beautifully tone to his voice. Gokou�s heart jumped every time he moved his lips. Gokou now could see that face again, that beautiful face in which he was so curious to find out who it belonged to. Well Son Gokou you know everything now, so now what are you going to do?
Gokou�s eyes wandered around the room, leaving many objects and emotions in the past. He finally took the courage to look back up to the man and realized that he was closer than Gokou thought. Yes, Gokou felt the scent and breathes of man, but he didn�t realize he was that close. Gokou swallowed hard, trying to stop his shaking. The older man smirked and lifted his head up.
�W-what do you want?� Gokou said, trying to keep in his trembling voice. The smirk grew upon Bejiita�s face. He quickly took in closers steps and with out warning, socked his fist into the gut of Gokou. Gokou�s eyes widened with surprise and pain. �Fight me.� Bejiita stated. He then threw the younger to the side and left him there to regain his power.
Gokou could feel his body hit the cold basement floor. He just wasn�t expecting that hit! More likely, he was expecting something else that he would rather take, but that wasn�t important for now. What was important was beating this new nemesis. Gokou stumbled up and slid off his suit coat. Brand new dollar suit his father bought him, though, Gokou wasn�t in favorable of keeping new things new for a period of time. Bejiita did the same. He slid out of his coat so slick and daring you just couldn�t help to stare. Gokou found his movement very distracting and took in another punch across his face. Then another and another until Gokou�s nose bleed covered his face. Bejiita smirked at his work and took out a handkerchief from his pants. He pushed Gokou against the near by wall and pinned both wrists to it with one immense hand.
�There, There my Kakarotto.� He said, smirking to the younger man while wiping the blood carefully. �You�re just paying for a lil damage you did to me and now I do to you as well.� A trail of Blood slipped out of the corner of Gokou�s mouth. Bejiita quickly caught it with his tongue and tasted the younger teen. He was pleased; he found the teen very tasteful and wanted more, but first business. He let go of Gokou. Gokou�s knees barely could keep him self up but he knew he wasn�t going to fight this man. He remembered that promise he made to himself last night in bed. The one about never starting a fight but always finishing it.
Suddenly, Gokou started to realize that Bejiita had a gun in his hand. Gokou�s eyes widen as he watched Bejiita load and *click*. Bejiita smirked at his prey and aimed for the right shoulder.
�You will feel the pain as I did, young Son Gokou.� The trigger was pulled and a huge *BANG* was heard from the basement.
The old man�s ears perked up. His face turned over to the basement door. He remembered the lonely Gokou walking over in that direction with another man, that new one. His face suddenly turned white as images on top of images piled up in his head. His legs took him there as fast as the old ligaments could.
The small smoke puff cleared from the body. It was stiff and still in the same position Bejiita left it. Bejiita smirked and started to laugh under his breath as he put the gun away.
�Just to let you know, I missed on purpose.� Bejiita�s eyes were down at his pocket in which the gun was slipping into.
�You should have killed me when you had the chance Bejiita.� Gokou�s voice roared out as he flashed before the naked eye. The next moment he was be hind his victim. He grabbed the arms and tangled them be hind the slim body.
�GOKOU! DAIBAKA!� Bejiita tried with all his might to squiggle his way out of the grasp, but he was under force. A snap could be heard from the ears of both men. Bejiita yelled out as he could feel his wrist bones snap and tissue tear under the pressure of the young man.
�You�re clearly not in a position to be mocking me, Bejiita-san.� Gokou hissed under his breath. He pressed Bejiita�s body move to his own. Bejiita could feel his hard aroused rubbing against his backside. He tried to smirk but the pain was covering his face. Gokou took his chance and released one of his hands to cup the chin of the older man. Bejiita smirked as he felt the grip loosen and nudged his whole elbow into the rib cage of Gokou, snapping the bones in half. Gokou yelled in pain and released all of Bejiita�s body. Bejiita knew he had no chance of using his fists so all were left was his legs, and he could do plenty with them.
Right kick and left kick, the rhythm of Bejiita�s attacks was so predictable that Gokou always had the upper hand. Always being pinned to the wall, being pressed by that hard aroused, and always having his pride shrink into nothing, Bejiita was slowly loosing this spar. He was thrown against the wall again, waiting to be pressed down upon it, but no warmth came. He opened his eyes to try to spot the younger victim. His eyes sight wasn�t clear but he could tell where he was by that blurry figure with a white shirt and hunter green slacks. His head titled upward. He no longer breath through his nose, instead he used his mouth, letting out a wheezing sound. He smirked with the pain seeping through his cheek muscles.
�Common, aren�t you still gonna fight me? You know I could finish you any moment now.� A lie. A big fat lie he just protested. Of course Gokou wasn�t that foolish to believe such a cocky man.
�Bluffer.� Gokou said calmly as his body walked closer to the older man.
�Fine then. Take the pleasure to kill me, demo�� Vegita barely got out his gun and lifted it to Gokou �Kill me with my father�s gun.�
Gokou took the gun swiftly. He, yet again, pressed his body against Vegita�s, taunting and toying with him. He could feel the hardness of the other man. It made him hiss with pleasure.
He rubbed the gun against the cheek of Vegita, lowering his voice into his lustful proceeding. �I�m not gonna kill you Bejiita, not yet at least.�
Vegita looked into his eyes. He couldn�t bare it. He had lost, he was weakened, and he was nothing. He was being thrown around for amusement, he was a joke, and he was a toy. He was the bitch for this boy that he just became to know. Damn his pride was screaming for dear life. He could barely stand up and at the same time he wanted to kill the man. But he wouldn�t, as the boy said, not yet. They were going to become something more than acquaintances; Vegita was going to make sure of it.
�Kiss me.� Gokou blinked down at the older man. Kiss him? Oh no, not this again. If Bejiita only knew what experience Gokou had in kissing, he would think twice about the demand, but no. Bejiita was sincere; he wanted the man, but not right away. If Gokou played with him using punches and kicks, Bejiita would play with him using the curves of his body and skillful haunting touches. Gokou leaned closer, not wanting to kiss the man but to see if he was serious or just a plain idiot. Bejiita smirked and plunged at his lips. Gokou wasn�t use to the hungry lips. He let Vegita worked with him, oh and how Vegita made him his. He grabbed a hold of Gokou�s face, then hair and dug into the wet mouth. He enjoyed it, liked it, and LOVED the taste of this young man. He just couldn�t get enough; he wanted more, much more.
He slowly opened the door to see the young boy with that gun up to the other man. He noticed how close and how rare the seen was. What was Gokou doing? Gokou never fought like this. He was so off guard, so lazy, so distracted. Charlie tried to step closer but was frozen by the next seen. The two enemies kissed. Rubbing their whole bodies and lips against each other. It seemed the new stranger was in control of the whole thing. Charlie couldn�t believe it! Gokou was actually giving into the whole process, he even liked it! Charlie had to stop this for two reasons, first Bardock would not like the idea of his son kissing a stranger and second, Gokou was suppose to belong to Goten. Charlie knew all about the whole tradition. He didn�t necessary agree with it, but you couldn�t argue with Bardock and win. Charlie lowered his head and put his hand up to his mouth in a fist. He coughed in the fakest way he could and very loud.
Oh kami. The kiss, the body, the heat, everything was driving Vegita insane. Same for Gokou, he felt each and every shiver of pleasure. He wanted more of Vegita; he wanted not only him but also his past. Gokou clearly wanted to be the loin of Vegita. He wanted to either Vegita to belong to him or he belongs to him. Gokou wouldn�t mind giving into the other man. He thought it would be pretty eventful. He wanted to feel the new pleasure, the new shiver, and the new bounce that Vegita gave him. So much to want but the wanting had to stop somewhere. The horrible cough that echoed through the gray walls of the basement. It ranged in the ears of both boys. Gokou admittedly jumped off of Bejiita. He gasped for air after that passionate and hungry kiss. God that felt and tasted so good, but that wasn�t important for now. Gokou turned to the side and saw those haunting wise eyes. Gokou swallowed hard, he knew he was in some dip shit. Gokou sighed and looked back at his new interest. Bejiita licked his lips, getting as much flavor as he still could. Gokou nodded to him, thatz when Bejiita when he had done enough and tomorrow is another day.
Bejiita quickly straighten himself up. That kiss some how gave him more energy and power to actually bend over for his gun. As Bejiita straightens himself up he looked into Gokou�s eyes and smirked.
�My partner will come around noon to pick you up. If you want to�� the was a slight chuckle �spar again, then join him. You�ll know him.� Bejiita smirked and gave off a quick clutch to the tentacles of Gokou.
~Dear Kami Bejiita! Why do you haunt me so~ Gokou thought as he watched that tasteful being walk away from him. Suddenly, reality came back to Gokou as he looked back up at Charlie. Those eyes were still there glaring at him, they didn�t move, blink, or change in expression. Gokou knew what he did was off limits, but still, that risk was too tempting and he loved it too much to regret.