Welcome to DBZ Love Garden
~ Where Saiyan Hearts Thrive ~
Prostrate thyself before thy Prince
by MaDDeRHaTTeR
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D.B. Super has shaken things up with the Z fighters! My A.T.L.
(Alternate Time Line) style fic begins after Goku Black. There's threats of extinction, yaoi, Deities, Blood Oaths, yaoi, Deception, Truten, yaoi, insanity, Kakavege, tail kink, yaoi, betrayal, Saiyan culture, and more yaoi! Saiyan breeders? On earth!? There's a Moon Goddess who demands attention to an ancient promise or all Remaining Saiyans will Suffer the wrath of a curse! EVERYTHING as they know it... Is about to change Forever.
Art Work Credited to Twin Dragons
(Alternate Time Line) style fic begins after Goku Black. There's threats of extinction, yaoi, Deities, Blood Oaths, yaoi, Deception, Truten, yaoi, insanity, Kakavege, tail kink, yaoi, betrayal, Saiyan culture, and more yaoi! Saiyan breeders? On earth!? There's a Moon Goddess who demands attention to an ancient promise or all Remaining Saiyans will Suffer the wrath of a curse! EVERYTHING as they know it... Is about to change Forever.
Art Work Credited to Twin Dragons
Graphic Violence
Male Pregnancy
Chapter 1 ~Prince & The Clown~
**DISCLAIMER* Obviously I do not claim ownership over any characters here. I do not own Dragon Ball at all. I admire and RESPECT the work of Akira Toriyama-Sama! Most of the character names, the Dragon Ball dressings all belong to him! However, I did solely write this Fan Fiction, in an alternate time fashion, based off of his creation.**Quick A/N
~Writing italicized between the tildes are characters personal thoughts directly~
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~Plain writing between tildes such as this are the narrators rendition of characters personal thoughts~
PROSTRATE THYSELF BEFORE THY PRINCE.
— CHAPTER 1—
~PRINCE & THE CLOWN~
pros·trate
/'prÃstrÄt/
verb
1.
to lay oneself flat on the ground face downward, especially in reverence or submission
Prince & 'The Clown
It was the dead of night time at Capsule Corp, mostly everyone inside slept deeply. Everyone, except for Vegeta that is. He laid there on his back, arms overlapping tight across his chest, with a thin sheet covering only the lower half of his naturally warm body. His lips firmly pressed together; eyes fixed upon the ceiling as if he were intensively studying its domed architecture. With one brow burrowing deeply into his forehead, the rounded dome could not be further from his thoughts. He was wearing his usual perfect, yet perturbed facial expression. Usual for him when he felt irritated, specifically because of a certain clown.
~Pffft... Kakarot... You FOOL~
He grumbled to himself, as his thoughts continued their agonizing downward spiral into the same repetitive, questioning circles that started with things like:
~Why did he have to say and do things that strike at his nerves so frequently? ~ -Or- ~Does he do things like this simply to get a rise out of him? ~
The unanswered questions were usually followed by even more inquiries asked under the notion that those previously asked were factual. Those assumptions led to confrontational fantasies. His lines of reasoning created, presumptuous statements and even more interrogating queries to strike up even more tail chasing conversation inside of his mind such as:
~Perhaps Kakarot knows of his low tolerance for "BAKA minded" behavior and uses this to publicly unravel him. Was he truly sadistic enough to plot against him so? Recalling ALL of those times in the past Kakarot HUMILIATED him, disrespected his position as his Prince... First fighting AGAINST him, beside that damn Namekian. Then becoming a Super Saiyan before he did, and in front of FRIEZA nonetheless! He did it again, next with Cell! Even giving his very LIFE immortalizing himself as the conquering HERO! Even when he FINALLY thought FOOLISHLY that Kakarot would see the strength he truly possessed, in an exclusive and deadly, 'Majin Vegeta' brawl; he was mistaken. Kakarot had the audacity, (he later found out,) to make a fool of him still! He discovered that even in their heated battle, eye to eye, face to face, fist to fist Kakarot WITHHELD his biggest secret from him, right there between their honor! It was… Super Saiyan Three! Did he PITY Vegeta so much? By withholding the newest form of ascension from the Prince, especially during intimate Saiyan combat, he may as well have gotten on a universal loud speaker and made an announcement to every planet in the galaxy, informing them all about how WEAK that he felt Vegeta truly was. Tell them all how certain he was that the “washed out prince” simply could not handle his new powers! He should have denounced Vegeta and claimed the right to rule himself! ~
~Was I never even WORTHY of witnessing that power first hand Kakarot? Not even as a fellow Saiyan? ~
Being back from hell had tempered these raw, unresolved emotions quite a bit, or so he thought. Vegeta had begun to "let bygones be bygones" and just be grateful for his life among the living. Settling into a "normal" boring life on earth. Besides his marriage ending, things were up until recently quite uneventful. At first these little 'jabs' of stupidity were easily ignored, now it seemed as if Kakarot just had to find another way to crawl beneath his skin with a pack of razor blades and a large juicy lemon!
~Did Kakarot feel EMPOWERED knowing he has the ability to cause the Prince to lose his royal composure with only a handful of careless, TACTLESS, stupid words? Could it be so premeditated? How could all of this be mere coincidence? ~
~ NO. It MUST be intentional! NO one could POSSIBLY be this ignorant! Why must you continually TAUNT me Kakarot? ~
These were Vegeta's all-consuming thoughts the first week and a half after yet another embarrassing, clown hosted scene. This riddle harassed his mind, paralyzed his grip on sanity, wrecking his thoughts throughout these hot restless nights.
~Why does any of this MATTER so much anyway? Kakarot's STUPIDITY is his own! ~
He continued onward again trying to unwind himself from the obsessive thinking,
~ It should not AFFECT me so much! Especially not to the point to where I am recalling events of the past. Events I HAD put behind me! ~
He most certainly was aware, of how unhealthy his fixation had become. It began to unravel him and all to soon after the recent collapse of the "sham of a human marriage.” Since the irritating dissolution, his usual time spent within the gravity chambers had TRIPLED. Especially with all of the tension he felt as he continued to live there at Capsule Corp. With Trunk's being at an especially important crossroads of his young life; that is, the stage where teen-aged boy meets young man, staring down adulthood. Losing contact with his father, Well Bulma did not recommend it. So, Vegeta was given the option to continue living in the home. These awkward family changes gave him just cause, to begin relying heavier upon those Gravity Chambers, for intensive stress relief. Exhausting himself purposely, as the marital termination left his gut hollow. It left his mind full of flying poisonous darts that burned and bled feelings of failure, of inadequacy past his thoughts. Into his soul. Lately, however these excessive four times per day minimum release sessions came to a grinding halt. He was far to DRIVEN. Driven by something that even in his logical mind whispered at times, should NOT matter as much as it obviously did to Vegeta. At times he felt defeated. Other times, like tonight he felt that he was on the verge of a great discovery.
It was not the precise words, spoken by Kakarot that tied him up in knots solely. It was more about how powerfully those words had effected Vegeta. This at last, he deduced, is what was truly placing him in such a state of duress. He felt betrayed by his own emotions as it seemed a secret warred inside of his mind viciously, to REMAIN locked away from him. This continued every night for weeks. The more he revisited his most recent publicly humiliating conversation with his former nemesis, the closer he felt he was closing in on this invisible prey. This illusive thing was just out of sight. He felt he was missing something so IMPORTANT. With this last incident it did FEEL different, even though the outcome was similar. The more Vegeta thought about this gnawing conversation, the more he allowed himself to see that maybe, because of his own embarrassment, he was missing the point. He began to entertain the possibility that, due to the clown’s numerous past transgressions, perhaps he reflexively ASSUMED the humiliation was intentional! He allowed himself to strongly consider this as an alternative option, because there was one thing that was DIFFERENT about this embarrassment. This time, he noted, Kakarot did the opposite of EXALTING himself above Vegeta like before. This was one of the main oddities that caused his confusion. With Kakarot's 'unintended' confession, honestly, it SHOULD have been MORE of an embarrassment to Kakarot then it was directly to Vegeta. Yet Kakarot seemed CLUELESS about what he had unearthed in front of (for the MOST part) perfect strangers!
~What by the god's were you THINKING Clown!!?? Why would you offer such humiliating personal information about yourself in front of those HUMANS? Those STRANGERS? You could have come to ME privately instead of making a public announcement if you really needed to BLURT it out!! Am I SO unapproachable? ~
Vegeta scowled at the high empty dome above... As pity for the clown washed over Vegeta's thoughts he almost felt like Kakarot in his own "special" way was… maybe?... Could it be? Perhaps Kakarot was trying to cryptically call out to him for assistance? Did Kakarot feel he had NO other way to ask for help? Perhaps he was embarrassed by something connected to his seemingly odd irrelevant question?
That brief conversation involving Kakarot replayed in his mind yet again. The wicked carousel twisting around inside of his thoughts, demanded focused attention. Now after weeks of this it became an inescapable torment. Past nauseated Vegeta just wanted OFF. There was only 1 thing he had not tried. He was going to HAVE to get Kakarot ALONE and get to the ROOT of this oddity, once and for all.
~TBC~
