The reson why this is so huge is because I hate uploading one chapter at a time, it gets on my nerves! This is my first V/G fanfic...... Well, my first fanfic ever really, but I did my best. You read the story at your own risk so if you don't like it, it's your own falt! Not mine. This story contains rape, yaoi, lemon, violence, blah, blah, blah. Just read it if you like gothic, twisted shit. i love you people! Read on!!! ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own DragonBallZ or Marilyn  Manson (I just worship him!!! *Sigh*)

Unloved Dead Bodies in the Closet _____________________________________________________________________

                He paced the floor quickly, his mind racing. Why would Kakarott want to take him out? Why not go with his family or His stupid friends? There had to be a reason.

                "Daddy?" came a meek, little voice from the doorway. Vegeta turned to see his daughter standing there rubbing her eyes. He gave a smile and walked over to her, picking her up into his arms. "What do you need?" his voice was gental and kind. It had always been that way with him and his children. Innocent and sweet, there were no limit's to happiness... and they would love him no matter what.

                "Can I sleep with you tonight? Pretty please?" her sky blue eyes held a pleading look. Vegeta gave a sigh and looked at her with a bit of regret and playful sarrow. "Sorry, Baby. Daddy has to leave with that big, stupid monkey, Kakarott." She giggled and looked at her father one more time before wraping her arms around him as best she could in a hug. "Okay, but next time you have to!" He placed her down and stood with his arms crossed looking at her. "Alright, But for now your going to have to sleep with your big brother." She nodded at him and ran out swiflt. Vegeta gave a content sigh. He had the perfect family... well, now he did. His smile turned into a scowl and look of pain as he turned his head tord the closet door. 'You will never win this Vegeta! They will find out, and they will hate you! Just like I did.' Vegeta cringed fearcely, claping his gloved hands over his ears as tightly as he could. He almost doubled over at hearing her voice. It had haunted him for the past week or so since the accident they had. "They will never know! You are done for and gone you fucking bitch!" His whispered words were full of hate and anger. She only hissed making him yelp as if every sound that came from her lips stabed him, driving an invisable blade deeper and deeper into him. 'Dead or alive I will always be here. Slowly driving you to your own death! And I assure you mine will not be in vain!' Vegeta wanted to scream! Oh, how he hated her. Hated her for not loving him, for not understanding him. "You're dead! That makes you powerless, you can't do a God damn thing, wench!' After a moment of silence, Vegeta opened his eyes and carefully stood up. 'Good, She's gone.' he thought, relived. He shook his head gentaly and then glanced at the clock. 6:37 glared back him from the white and red clock on the wall. 'she loved that clock...' the thought made Vegeta shiver under the guilty stare. He turned on his heel and quickly rushed from the room and into the bathroom. He had better get ready to go to the fair, Kakrott would be there soon. Not that it mattered to that olf if the prince was late or not, but he wanted to get away from the house and her as quickly as he could.

                It had been well over an hour, were was he? Vegeta tapped his foot at the ground impatiently. 'I don't have time to wait all night, it's almost seven o' clock... moron.' The prince was inturupted from his thoughts by the sound of the loud door bell. 'Must be Kakarott.' Vegeta uncrossed his arms and started to make his way to the door. He was still baffled that the third class would ask to go somewhere with him, it just didn't make sence. Of course, he had been acting strange for a few days now. It started when Vegeta and him where training.....

                "God, you smell like shit! You really should take a shower before going home. You're little hell cat is angry at you enough already for coming here without telling her, She might beat your head in if you go to her like that." Said Vegeta to the taller sayin who trailed behind him. The prince wrinkled his nose in disgust.    Goku just smiled and placed his hand behind his head inoccently. "Sorry, Vegeta." He opened his eyes then and lifted his arm in the air. Curiously he smelled his under arm and then snapped his head away putting on the same nauseated look as his friend. "Whao... You're right, I really should get cleaned up. Mined if I-" "Please, go right ahead." inturpted the prince pointing to the stairs they now stood next to. Goku Blushed but then hurried up the wide, marble steps to the shower.

                Vegeta rolled his eyes making his way to one of the down stairs bathrooms, to clean up himself. He turned one of the sleak silver knobs then the other. The water was cold at first but then warmed as it splashed into the porcelan floor and then hit the drain. Vegeta pulled off his sweaty, white gloves and put his hands under the running water. It felt warm and soft to his strong hands. He smirked lightly, then stood, pulling off the remaining cloths on his bruised and battered flesh. Soon he stood bare, his beauty was unmasked by it's binding restrants. He climbed into the shower and closed the glass door behind him. Steamy water slid over ever mucle and curve of his body. And like a lover's caress, it welcomed him to it's heat, relaxing him. The prince lifted his hands and ran them gently through his raven hair. His eyes were closed and full lips slightly parted as drops of water landed on them. The quite comforted him as he though once again about what had happened the week before. Was he ashamed? No. He felt she got what she deserved, He felt betryed... unloved. Vegeta's lips twisted and his eyelids tightened, as he tugged at his hair.  He hated her so much, for everything she ever did and everything she didn't do. And even though dead, she still was there. She screamed and whimpered, a silent plea only he could hear and he felt because of it he was going mad. Vegeta quickly cleaned himself and hopped out of the shower. He didn't want to think about it, he couldn't think about it or it would pull him down with her. He dried, put on the clean cloths he had set out and darted out of the bathroom.

                When he did he was suprised to run smack into the third class. Vegeta fell to the floor. He took a few seconds to get his bearings and looked up. The look then on his commrad's face was perplexing. A look of horror and fear. He quickly held out his hand to his fallen friend. Vegeta just pushed it away as always and stood on his own. Goku snached his and away and hid it behind his back. "I-I gota go, um maybe I'll see ya around." Vegeta watched him carefully. His voice was shaky and his eyes glued to the ground like a fearful child. Then he looked up slowly, meeting Vegeta's stare. The prince could only nod in response, his own eyes large in fear. 'What if he saw her!? What will He do!?' his mind screamed at him. God, he felt like just falling to the floor and crying. Truth be told he could never hate Kakarott, and it would kill Vegeta if the other sayin was afraid of him or disliked him in any way. Vegeta's heart seemed to fall apart as he watched the other man leave......

                Ever since that day a week ago Vegeta hadn't spoken with Goku. until he called last night and asked the prince to acompany him to the silly human tradition known as the fair. Vegeta had hastily answered to the suprising call and unexspected question. But, why?

                Vegeta opened the door slowly and almost gasped at what he saw. There he stood. The savior of earth, was one of the most beautiful things to behold. His hair was the way it always was, messy and untamed, framing his face perfectly. He dressed in a tight black t-shirt that showed every magnificently shaped mucle of his uper body. Long sleves covered his long powerful arms and could even cover his hands. And up the side of his arms were blue flames melted into the black. Vegeta's eyes wandered lower. Goku was wearing a leather black belt that held up flowing baggy jeans that covered almost all of his worn sneakers. And then his eyes. They were different, darker then Vegeta remebered.... Almosted changed. Goku smirked also taking in the glorous sight of the other sayian. Vegeta had on a black t-shirt as well, but it was looser and had big white letters acrossed his chest, that said 'FREAK'. He also wore jeans but they were torn at the knees and a little up the sides, only letting the tips of his black boots show. Goku looked up at him and smiled. The dog caler around his neck set of the rows of other silver chains and trinkets that started at his throt and went all the way down to his chest. And the caler of his ankle long black coat brushed at the small earings he wore. (sorry but I see them as the rocker types, especially ouji! ^  ^)

                Goku held out his arm to Vegeta and smirked. "Sorry I'm late." His voice sent chills down Vegeta's spine. So intense and full of soild feeling. The prince took his arm and closed the door behind him as they flew off to their destination.

                The lights were amazing and the air was full of laughter and joy. In a way, it comforted him, but at the same time it made him jealous and disgusted. They landed and Kakarott tugged at his arm pulling him out of his trance. "Come on. Lets go have some fun!"

                                Vegeta followed his friend quickly as he was dragged through the huge crowd, and passed rides. He felt safe here for some reason. Maybe because she couldn't get him here.... or maybe even because Kakarott was with him. He felt a similarity with Goku. Even though they were compeletly opposite, he saw a different kind of soul in him. One that had a great demand for everything in his life, it was all or nothing. But that might have just been the sayian blood in him..... Still even for their race something like that was odd, because you always had to live without what you wanted back then.

                Goku stopped making Vegeta bump into him. He looked at the taller sayian and blinked. Goku had a big smile on his face as he pointed to one of the rides. Vegeta looked at it and raised an eyebrow. 'Brain Blaster' was painted in huge blue letters on the side of what, to Vegeta, looked like a really big BBQ grill put together very wrong. "Lets go on that one! That one right there! Oh! Come on! Lets go! Lets go! Lets go!" goku was jumping for excitment when he looked back at Vegeta. 'Why me?' he thought. But he looked into the innocence of his eyes and couldn't help but stare. Such warmth and love lived in those eyes. Vegeta had to speak to keep from pressing his lips to the smile plastered on Goku's face. "Fine." The word barely emerged from his throt before the third class grabed him by the arm and dashed off to the ride. Vegeta sighed. 'It's gonna be a long night'.......

                The prince dragged his feet wearily. It had been hours. 'When's it going to end!? Doesn't this fucking place ever close?' "Hey, Vegeta," He looked at the happy Goku next to him who was muching on pink cotten candy. "What?" He answered in a bit of an annoyed tone crossing his arms proud over his chest. Goku stopped and blinked at his friend. His look was not so happy anymore but lonly and sad, like a puppy who lost it's master. Vegeta stopped and sighed turning back to face him. "What is it, Kakarott?" this time his voice was gental and calm. Goku looked at him timidly. "Uh, well... I wondered if you wanted to dance with me?" He lifted his arm and pointed to a little place that looked almost like a night club, but it was open under the stars, and a bit smaller so it fit perfectly into the fair atmosphere. "It's my favorit place in the fair...and I want you to dance with me." Vegeta walked up to him and grabbed his hand before he could place it behind his head. "Sure." Then it happened again, their eyes met. Vegeta felt his heart skip a beat. Maybe, just maybe Kakarott could give him the love he wanted, the love he needed. But such a thing would be a dream come true. Something that could and would not happen to Vegeta. But he couldn't help but have hope.... Vegeta shook his head lightly. What was he doing fooling around!? He still needed to find out about that day and about tonight. The questions were demanding, and would not stay off his mind. He lifted his head to look into the dark of Goku's eyes one more time. 'I suppose one dace couldn't hurt.' with that he gave a reasuring nod and Goku led him to the small party across the street. When they stepped onto the dance floor, Vegeta tossed his coat carelessly on a table near by and wrapped his arms around Goku's neck. He smiled down at Vegeta and began to sway to the new song that was heard over the speakers. Sweet Dreams by Marilyn Manson. The gutair was as smooth as the man's voice that came over the crowd. Vegeta began to twist his hips and sway gracefully to the music. His sholders diped and he moved with a desire and lust. Goku caught his breath and stood still for his very own special dance. Vegeta smirked as he felt Goku's breathing become ragged and desprete. He could tell Kakarott was trying to keep control over every nerve and impulse in his body. Oh, but how Vegeta wished he would lose that fight and fall to his feet begging for more. The prince became annoyed with the third class' rejection and turned his back to him, rubbing against him gentaly. Goku moaned lightly and closed his eyes tight. Vegeta knew he wanted it and the ouji himself could not resist the man who held him in his arms. Their dance seemed to last for years. The soft but modest touches, the want in wordless breaths. Niether could take anymore. As the song came to an end, Goku spun Vegeta around and pulled him as close as possible. The shorter sayain gasped in suprise but then glanced into the eyes of the one he wanted and could not dismissed what he saw there. Kakarott placed his hand on the back of Vegetas head and the other was spread out on his back. Vegeta's eyes drifted closed as he prepared for the kiss. But they just as quickly opened. Fear Filled his heart. The dirty guilt he had twisting inside him.. The song that now played was none other then his wedding song, and her favorit. 'Look, Vegeta it's our song.' her voice was mocking and Vegeta could smell the death of her all over again when she cackled. Goku pressed his lips hungrily to Vegeta's. The prince freed his hands from Kakarott's chest and placed them on his face. His nails dug deeply into his flesh as he let out a soul spliting scream. Goku cringed at the pain now sliding down his cheeks. He emediatly let go of the prince and watched him fall to the ground. Vegeta placed his arms around his own head and looked around for the spirit that haunted him. 'Look at all those people staring. They hate you too. And so does Goku.' Vegeta shuddered violently letting a sob escape him as hot tears made their way down his face. "FUCK YOU!! WHAT DO YOU WANT!? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!?" He screamed the words as if to banish her forever. But in his heart he knew it would never work. 'Kakarott... No! He can't hate me! God, please, no!' Vegeta glanced at him throw his painful tears, pleading and praying for his mercy. But there was none, only confusion and fear. He couldn't bare it! His world was gone, and he was slowly falling apart. 'She's right you could never love me! I'm a monster!' Vegeta hastily got to his feet and ran out. He didn't know where he was going but he had to go, and he had to do it now. He shot up into the air and flew as fast as he could, never looking back at what he had left behind. Because that was now nothing but a shattered dream that he could never return to.

                                Vegeta landed roughly and fell onto the wet grass, screaming. Screaming out of his own frustration and hate. Why couldn't she just go away? She knew what she had done to him, but still she acted as if it were his fault. Was it? No. He couldn't think that way, not after what she had done, she got what was coming to her. But he couldn't stand the pain and guilt every time he heard her voice. It was so powerful it took him over completly. The prince let out a whale of his sarrow, clutching his stomach and rocking slightly as he kneeled before the night sky. He tossed his head up and looked at the stars above him. Oh, how they mocked his saddness and despire. He sneered and let out another sob as his head dropped. It was an unfair world he now knew. Everyone always had to be the same, normal, and simple. And being such it was crule to his kind, when all he ever wanted was to be as happy as them.

                "Vegeta?" He almost jumped in suprise to hear the gental voice. Vegeta turned to see him standing there. Yes, his hero and only love, Kakarott. But the love he wanted back so badly was but a dream now. A hopeless wish. "Y-yes, Kakarott?" He tried to keep the hurt from slipping into his voice, but it didn't work. Goku slowly approched him and knelt down beside him. "You forgot your, uh... coat." He held it out to the torn prince with a cheery smile. But Vegeta only turned his head away from him, making him frown in worry. After a few moments of silence, he couldn't help to look in Goku's direction just to make sure he was still there. And when he did his stomach twisted into his throt. Goku had his hands in his lap and was figeting with them as his eyes gave them an intense stare, like it could wipe away the tears that formed in them. "Okay... I'll go." He stood to leave but then turned to Vegeta, who was still in shock. He opened his mouth to speak but whipered. But he pushed the next one down and forced himself to look into Vegeta's onyx eyes. "I-I just wanted to m-make you h-happy...." with that said he prepared to leave. Vegeta could fell his world coming back together again. Did he care? Did he really care? Vegeta didn't know wheather to laugh or cry. He quickly scrambled up and grabed for Goku's waist, pulling him to the ground and holding him tight. "No! Please don't go!" Goku gasped in surprise but then let out a small laugh as he held his prince. "Thank God." was all he could say.

                For the longest time they stayed in each other's arms, just holding and embrassing one another as if the years were only seconds and wasted away like a breath. Finally Goku reached down and grasped Vegeta's chin, bringing his lips to his prince's. A sweet but desirable kiss. Something that tied them together inside at that moment. A promise that niether one would suffer or feel the pain of heartache again. But Somewhere in his heart Vegeta could not help but think it was all too good to be true....

                The next night came swiftly, waking the sleeping royal from his slumber. He smiled and pulled the sheets tighter around him. He was saved and his troubles were over! She would be gone and so would his tourment. Everything was perfect he had his children and now a new mate. One that would protect and love him always. Vegeta reached up his hand and lightly ran his fingers over the bite mark on his neck and the dried blood that was crusted on it. Yes, perfect... but what about- His smile faded and his eyes grew large. He glanced out at the night sky, and shot up from the bed to look farther out of the open window. He saw Kakarott out side lying in the grass star gazing himself. Vegeta bit his lip as he gathered up the white sheet on the bed and wraped it around his bare body. 'Shit! how could we go thru all that, me sleep away the whole day and me not notice!?' Vegeta felt a bit crushed again. Why did something always come between them? 'What will his family do... And his wife?' He knew that it would be difficult to explain to his own children, but Kakarott still had a mate. Fuck! How was he going to tell Kakarott about her? And about the dirty deed he held in his heart? Vegeta sighed sadly. 'He has to know.' With that he darted from the room and made his way down stairs. He had wanted this for so long. Him and his Kakarott. Ever since the day they faught, Vegeta pressed on to match him but at the same time he wanted to give in to those arms and know everything was going to be alright. To protect the savior in return for all his good deeds, but his pride would never allow such a thing. Now, it was okay to cry and okay to feel, because he was with his love and nothing mattered but them and their happiness. But still she stood in there way. All of them did. Vegeta could feel anger rage inside his heart. He had thought he could find the same love with her but it was never the same, and never could be. And now that he had what he really wanted, no one could drive him away.

                Vegeta welcomed the calming breeze that hit his face. He needed all the comfort he could get. Goku opened his eyes to see his mate looming over him, but was bothered by the look of worry in his eyes. He pulled himself up to stand in front of Vegeta and held him close. The prince was chewing at his lip again. Goku tried to read his espressions for an answer, but couldn't find one. "What is it?" He was curious about the feelings painted on his mate's face and his heart demanded to know what was wrong. Vegeta turned his back to Goku and closed his eyes. After a moment of silence he spoke. "What about everything else, Kakarott? What about everyone else?" His tone was serious and intense making Goku shiver. "What do you mean?" He was almost suspceous in his words. Vegeta crossed his arms and turned to Goku who was only but a mear five feet away, but it was enough to quickly build a defensive wall between the two. "Your wife and your children. What of them?" Goku's face became worried and guilty. He tried to hide from Vegeta's stare but could not escape his impending eyes. He turned his back to the prince. Vegeta walked up to him in annoyence, spinning him around to face him. Goku attempted to look away but Vegeta wouldn't let him. "I want an answer, Kakarott. Tell me." Goku looked down on him and sneared. He pushed Vegeta to the ground quite harshly and glared at him like a filthy little dog. "Fine," He hissed. Vegeta could hear his heart in his ears and the fear in him rose. Goku bent over and grabed the prince by the hair on the back of his head, lifting so he was but an inch away from his face. The third class could taste the heavy breath of his prince like wine on his own lips, but he knew Vegeta would refuse to cry out in pain or fear. Goku gave a morbid grin. "I killed them. I killed them all."

                                The prince was stung by the words. "W-what?" Goku let him go and pushed him down flat on his back again. "Yes, I hached them into tiny little pieces. Every last one of them!" Vegeta turned away as he felt the tears come again. He wiped them away. 'No, I will not cry!' he thought looking back to face the blood thirsty stare of his love. "Even..... Gohan, Goten, Pan?.... All of them?" Goku's smile only widened. "Yes." Vegeta wanted to throw up. How? His Kakarott the one he loved, murder all the ones he was supposed to care for? It had to be a lie it couldn't be true. The two glared at each other for a brief moment. Then Vegeta quickly tried to get to his feet and run, but Goku gabbed his wrists and straddled his waist, pining him to the cold grass below them. The prince could feel himself start to panic. He couldn't bare the look in Kakarott's eyes. A look of chilling pride in what he had achived, a look of blood lust that did not suit him well. He grinded hard on Vegeta's hips making him yelp in pain. "Please, Vegeta, stay for the story..."

                The day was a beautiful one. The sun was bright and he felt particulary good. "AH!" He screamed as he tossed another punch and kick at Vegeta. But he only doged it and smirked. Goku smiled. He loved that look, that mouth, it drove him mad! He powered up some more, but was suprised to see his muse already on the ground, his power supressed and put away for another fight another day. Goku frown "Hey! Vegeta, whats the big idea, lets fight!" Vegeta crossed his arms and shook his head. "Sorry, but I promised I would take Bra somewhere today." Goku sighed and powered down as well, floating gentaly to the ground. "Okay, but can we fight tomarrow?" His voice was full of hope. Vegeta began to walk inside. "Sure, whatever, Kakarott." His classic smile returned and he padded after the prince. Vegeta lifted his head and snifted the air. "God, you smell like shit! You really should take a shower before going home. You're little hell cat is angry at you enough already for coming here without telling her, She might beat your head in if you go to her like that." Vegeta's face twisted in a disgusted way. Goku felt a bit embaressed and blushed, putting his hand behind his head. "Sorry, Vegeta." He lifted his arm a little higher in the air and gave it a snif. He cringed and droped his arm. "Whao... Your right, I really should get cleaned up. Mind if I-" "Go right ahead." Vegeta pointed up the stairs to their right. Goku's face went a deeper shade of red as he dashed up the stairs. When he got to the top he gazed down and watched Vegeta turn on his heel and leave. Then he smile dreamily to himself. Vegeta was so beautiful to him. The prince and the god of his secret thoughts. A frown came to his face as he began to make his way down the long hall. But that was his dream and not what was supposed to be, or what should be. It always had to be about everyone else and their lives and what they wanted. Never could he have what he wanted. Goku sliped into Vegeta and Bulma's bathroom, he pulled off his cloths and tossed them in a pile on the floor. He turned on the shower and stepped in. The water made him relax a bit but only made him think about his anger more. He ran his hands thru his hair and over his body, cleaning himself slowly, trying to take his time because every second here would take away from the time with his nagging wife. He hated her so much, but what would the hero of earth become to everyone if he got a divorce or left his perfect little family? It was just not what was exspected of him. and that ment it wasn't an option. Goku felt tears prick his eyes. He loved Vegeta... But Vegeta loved someone else, so it wasn't like if he did leave he would have what he longed for most of his life. Goku rinsed himself and stepped out of the shower, drying off with his ki. He walked over to his pile of cloths and bent down, reaching in the pocket. He pulled out a small blue capsle and then poped it open. When the cloud of smoke disapered, he picked up the neatly folded cloths at his feet. He put them on and gathered the others, putting them in the capsle. He stood still for a moment taking in a few breaths. And then a sickening smell filled his nostrails. He blinked and looked in the direction it was coming from. He followed the smell as it got stronger. He walked from the bathroom and thru the Brief's large bedroom, and then stopped at the closet. He covered his mouth and nose, as the smell became overbaring. Curiously he reached for the silver door knob and pulled it open. Goku felt his heart skip a beat. Blood covered the closet floor and some even seped out onto the wooden floor as Goku opened the door. Bulma was lying naked on the floor, her eyes stared up at him, and the skin on her face was in shreads. Long strips of it were sliced all the way down to the bone, but dangled just barely on her chin. Her nose was obiously broken and her sky blue eyes were full of fear and pain as three needles stuck out of each eye. There was an axe thru her head and her arms had been severed, resting beside her. Goku continued to look apon her. Her chest and abdamon had a nearly five inch gash thru them and at the bottem of it, a tall pair of bloody sisorrs stood, embeded in her womb. Her heart was gone and to Goku it looked like she had someone elses skin wrapped around her body like a sheet. Pieces of it where sewn together and it ended like a blanket at her feet. He glanced at her face again and then understood what had brought her to such an untimely end. Yamcha's head was next to her's and his cheek was nailed to the bone under her eye. His jaw was missing and he had needles in his glaring eyes as well.

                Goku slamed the door shut and held his breath. "How the fuck?" was all that would come out of his mouth. He thought Vegeta loved Bulma. How could this happen? Goku stumbled away from the closet, his mouth still open in shock and his breathing labored. He just had to get out and now. He wandered down thru the door and down the hallway. He nearly fell down the stairs. When at the bottem he rounded a corner and the side door was in sight. But before he knew it he had collided with the prince. Vegeta looked up at him strangly. He immediatly held out his hand, trying to help the prince up, but as always he dismissed Goku's attempts and got up himself. Goku put his hand behind him, throwing his knowing look to the smooth white tile. He could feel Vegeta's stare burning holes in his skin. "I-I gota go, um maybe I'll see ya around." he glanced up at Vegeta and whatched him nod slowly in response. Then he hurried out of the house as soon as possible. He began to slowly walk down the street and for the first time he took a moment to process what he saw. A chilling smile of realization came to his lips. 'You did it for me didn't you, Vegeta?' Goku laughed. Yes his prince had come to him and wanted him too. He killed for him. Goku stopped his rejoycing for a moment and then smiled wider. 'My love, what a present you have given me! Oh, what a treat..... I must do the same for you, because thats how much I love you.' with that Goku took to the air and made his way to his home and family, a sickening plan in mind.

                Vegeta's eyes widened. "you saw her? No, y-you wern't supposed to-" Goku cut him off with a fierce kiss that bruised his lips. And then smiled as he watched his little prince squirm under his might. Vegeta could feel the tears coming again. It couldn't be! Not his Kakarott, not the innocent soul he had always loved so much. That night came to his mind as Goku's hands began to roam over his body as he  kissed down his neck. The hot trails of his tounge felt like a demons fire as they schorched him right down to the bone. But he did not fight, all he could do was feel. He tried to move but couldn't. All that came to mind was her face drenched in his blood and her screams. Screams of agony and pain. That was a sight he could never forget....

                The sun was resting above the trees, setting off oranges, blues, and pinks in the sky. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and face, walking inside the large house. He stopped for a moment. Something didn't feel right, something out of place maybe? Vegeta shook the thought away and walked up the stairs. His ears perked up. What was that noise? He narrowed his eyes at his wife and his bedroom door. It was cracked open and he could see small movements thru the space. He moved closer and pushed it open. His breath caught in his throt. There was his lovely wife, straddling another man, her face flushed in pleasure and lust as she moaned his name again and again. Vegeta looked down at the man's face. He felt his anger rise a little more. Yamcha. 'That fucking bitch! How dare she! And with this pathetic excuse for a living creature!' Vegeta let a flaming hot tear of his rage slip passed his thick lashes. 'You were my mate, you were supposed to love me! Forever and always, until the day you die...' Vegeta smiled horrbily, expossing his clenched teeth. 'I asure you, you will.' He stormed into the room and Yamcha yelped as he saw him. Bulma turned around to see her husband in his jealous rage and tried to scream, but he grabed her by her shoulder length hair and ripped her head back muffling her cries with his mouth. His tounge slid down her throt and he bite at her lips. Yamcha got up quickly and ran from the room. Vegeta let go of his weeping mate and followed after him. He chased him down the stairs and into the kitchen. There he tackled him and Yamcha's head slammed into the ground. Vegeta lifted him and tossed him onto the bare table. He heard Bulma begging him to stop and he turned to her. "Please, Vegeta! We can talk about this, just don't hurt him." Her baby blue eyes pleaded with him, and it only made him more infurried. He could hear Yamcha groaning in pain from the blood that rushed from his nose. He glared at his wife and her tear streaked face. He wanted so much to rip it off. 'What a geinus idea!' He smirked and struted over to the sink and picked up the foot long old sissors that hung on the wall next to it. Then he grabbed his wife, throwing her on top of Yamcha. She sqealed in fear. Vegeta held his weapon high in the air prepared to bring it down. "You two should die together, because thats how much you love each other." He sneared at his own words and then brought the sissors down. And scream anfter scream filled his ears, and the steanch of blood and death filled his senses, but he could not stop. He was in love. In love with the death and darkness that sorround him. Because that was what this world's love was all about right?

                                Yes, pain. But there was still no reason. Why did people see love and hate as the same? Treat it the same, because it wasn't. Was it? Could it be you were able to hurt someone to love them or have them love you in return? Vegeta didn't know, but what this was in Kakarott's eyes was something he wished not to be apart of. Not this love.

                Goku's fist tightened on Vegeta's wrists as he leaned down to taste the inside of his mouth one more time. The prince sneared at his probing tounge, dening him enterence. 'I can't give up! I am not weak!' Goku only smirked against his lush lips. Then he sunk his teeth into them, making Vegeta opened his mouth in pain. Goku kissed him as hard as possible as he ran another hand over the struggling form under him.

                "Please, don't fight, my love." He whispered the words gentaly as he moved his lips down the prince's neck, ripping off small chucks of smooth, salty flesh as he went. Vegeta grunted as he tried to get his knees under Kakarott's bare stomach. Goku only clawed at them. He looked down at the fresh blood on his hands and raised it to his mouth. He stared at Vegeta as he licked it off slowly. Vegeta glared back at him with hate, but Goku only smiled. The prince closed his eyes and shivered. He hated that too. That classic grin of happiness and joy, turned into a haughty, awful look of a cold blooded murderer.

                The third class placed his blood covered lips again on Vegeta's neck, then he worked his way down, his eyes never left the prince's face. Vegeta's head was back and mouth twisted as if he were having a horrible nightmare he could not escape from. Goku chuckled as he took in one of his nipples. Vegeta sobed as his face flushed. His body was abandoning his true emotions. Vegeta clenched his teeth as Kakarott sucked wildly, nibbling lightly. This was supposed to be in the name of love, not of sick plesure. He sucked in another breath as Goku ran his nails down Vegeta's sides and over his chest.

                "Kakarott, Stop!" he yelled at Goku, hoping to get through to his love. He wanted his Kakarott back, not this monster, this dark beast. Goku only clawed harder. Blood covered his hands and he smiled again. Vegeta looked at him with pleading hope. But Kakarott only stared back with no emotion or mercy as he ran his long nails over the fresh wounds. Vegeta tossed his head back and arched against Goku, screaming out in pain. "No more!" He begged. But the other sayain went on still. Slowly he ran his crimson covered hands over the him, slashing and gashing the once untamed beauty of his prince. Vegeta whimpered and screamed, he pleaded silently with his love, but it didn't work..... Goku didn't care.

                Kakarott stopped, staring again at Vegeta. The tears sliding down his brusied and bleeding flesh, his dieing look. The prince bit at his lip trying to fight his flowing tears but he could not hide it from the one that was hurting him so badly. He knew he would not win this fight, but in his heart he had hope. Because he also knew that this might mean his life. But how would he survive? He was not strong enough for the third class, and even if he was he still loved him too much to ever hurt him. He had to face that he would lose the most painful battle ever, love and hate.

                Vegeta opened his eyes to see a blury image of Goku. He gave a shaky and fearful sigh. Slowly he let go of the ebony hair that he held so tightly in clenched fists and rested his tired arms at his sides. "Please stop Kakarott..... Please... Goku..... No more......" Goku glanced up at him in rage. Then he grabed Vegeta by the hair and pulled him close. He bent down and ran his tounge over Vegeta's parted lips. Goku's head shot up as he slammed the prince's into the hard ground. "My name is Kakarott! I am the legendry super sayain! All will bow to me. Even you my prince. So, remeber that 'Goku' is no longer here. You're all alone now." Vegeta let out a howl at his words. 'No, Goku..... My love.' He couldn't hold it in any longer, there was nothing left for him, no mate, no true love..... No Goku. Vegeta wrapped his arms around Kakarott's neck and cung to him as he broke down into sobs. They filled the air like a banshee's song, full of sorrow and pain. Goku tried to pull him away, but Vegeta could not bare to look into his eyes again. Kakarott cringed at the loud weeping. Then finally he pried the prince from his neck and pushed him down. Vegeta let out one last cry before Goku crushed his lips with a painful kiss and ripped the sheet from his naked body. Goku continued to ravish his lips as he pulled his own pants down. The prince gasped as Kakarott pulled away and put Vegeta's legs on his shoulders. He gave the man below him one last look and smiled as he entered him. Pain filled Vegeta and he tryed to scream, but Goku placed a hand over his face. He was panicing and tried again. Nothing. His gasps became shorter as Kakarott pounded into him harder and harder. He couldn't breath! But Goku didn't move his hand. Vegeta reached for it franticly, but Goku grabbed his arm and smirked as he watched his love slowly drift into a deadly sleep.....

                He was moving. Someone was carring him, but who? What was going on? Was he dreaming? He cringed at the pain that flowed over his body. That was a no.

                Vegeta's eyes opened carefully and looked around as the colors that blurred around him came into focus. He glanced at the person who held him in their arms. The prince almost yelped. It was Goku. He smiled down on the prince as he stired. Vegeta's eyes met his then began darting around their surroundings. They were coming up the main stair way to the bedroom. Vegeta's head whipped around to look at the clock that should be above them at that point. 1:09AM. How long had he been out? He looked again at Goku who still gazed apon him.

                "Finally, you're awake. You missed all the fun." Vegeta cringed. He didn't want to know what Goku ment by that. Then he turned his attention back to the third class. Vegeta glared into his tainted eyes with red hot anger and hate. Betrayle was writen in those hurt, lifeless pools and Vegeta was going to make him pay. He put his hands on Goku's chest and shoved him away, then he started kicking. Blindly he threw his fists. The rage in him flared even higher and he went up to super sayain two, catching Goku off gaurd and making him fall to the floor in shock. Vegeta charged at him again, slamming his legs, arms, fists, and whatever he could at Kakarott. He became annoyed with the prince's attempts and powered up himself. He blocked Vegeta's next hit and wrapped his hand around the tight fist, squezing it. Vegeta yelled in pain as he heard the bones crack. Goku stood and smacked Vegeta to the ground. He powered down as did the other sayain. Goku smirked at him regaly. Vegeta sneered back at him. He just rolled his eyes and picked Vegeta up, throwing him over his shoulder. The prince screamed at him and pounded on his back demandingly. "Put me down, now!!! YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!" Goku looked back at him a bit amused. "What will you do, my prince? Kill me just like your dear wife?" Vegeta stopped. 'I told you. You will suffer too, vegeta.' He shuddered at hearing her again. No! She was wrong, he was strong enough to get out of it! She was weak, an idiot. But he was better then that. He cluched his head and his eye lids slammed shut when she laughed. 'No, it won't happen to me.' He fell out of his thouhgts as Goku tossed him on the bed. Vegeta poped open his eyes and imedaitly tried to get away. He sat up abruptly and scrambled to his knees climbing from the matress. Goku reached for him and pinned him down. He placed Vegeta's hands above his head and then put two energy rings around his wrists to hold him down. The prince yelled out in frustration and put his feet on Goku's stomach, pushing him off and making him land hard against the far wall. Goku got up again and grabbed his ankles, binding them down as well. Vegeta felt some of his cofidence come back as he watched Goku breath raggedly. He smirked as the third class looked at him and frowned. Kakarott marched over to Vegeta and kissed him again, making the little sayain whimper. He savoired the joining of their lips and the harsh explorations of his tounge before parting to look at the broken soul in Vegeta's eyes. "If I didn't love that smirk of your's so much, I'd eat that smug little face right off of you." His words were gental and playful but dripped with a morbid meaning. Goku stared at him for a moment as if to take in his beauty, But then looked away as he grabbed for the blanket that had been kicked onto the floor and threw it over Vegeta's tattered body. He looked up at Vegeta's face again and gave a content smile. The prince watched him, perplexed by his sudden care and gentalness. But he could still tell his Kakarott was not back, because Goku acted as if nothing was wrong.

                "You should rest. I think I tuckered you out." He leaned over and brushed his lips to Vegeta's forehead and didn't seem to notice when he squirmed at his touch. Then he got up and walked for the door. Goku reached for the door knob but then turned around and stood for a moment, as if in thought. Vegeta could feel himself panic again. What was he going to do? He wouldn't be able to stand something like before. He couldn't go through that again, not with Kakarott.

                Goku struted over to the bed and sat next to Vegeta. "How about a bed time story?" Vegeta looked at him in horor as Goku bent down to his ear. "I mean, I never did tell you how I did it." The words hit Vegeta's ear with cold reality. It made him see that, nightmare or not he would never be free again. Goku sat back up and smiled at his love. Then he opened his mouth to begin his story......

                                The night sky was shinning with bright stars when he made it home. He smiled at their beauty. They reminded him of Vegeta, his true love. The one he would hold in his arms after this night. It was time for what he had planed. Vegeta would love this present.

                Goku struted up to the house quite confident in his intendsions. The door swung open and his chin floated down a bit as he looked upon his son. Goku tried to hide his excitment from the young boy, but Goten could still fell something not exactly right about his father.

                "Dad, you okay?" Goku lifted his hand and hid a snickering smile. But he straightend up at his son's suspicious look.

                "Of course I'm okay, I just wanted your help with something." Goku put on a fake smile as Goten's face turned relived and then resumed it's normal, happy-go-lucky state. The boy closed the door and darted up to his father excitedly.

                "What can I do to help?" The glow in his eyes was blinding. He looked up to Goku so much for everything. He wanted to be just like Goku. And that was, in his eyes, the perfect hero. Goku wanted to jump for joy. How wonderful it would feel to distroy that feeling, that loving innocence. The third class swore to crush it.

                "Follow me, it's a little deep in the woods." Goten nodded and took to the air after his dad. Goku smirked as he turned his back to the teen and flew off into the distance.

                Soon they landed in a little clearing that was illumanated by the strong moonlight and a small fire in the center of it. Goten smiled as the glow of the flames played on his smooth features. Goku glanced at him then to his 'Supplies' that were laying beside the fire. He walked up to it slowly and Goten hurried after him. As the got closer, the boy spoted a chainsaw and a roll of duck tape sitting by one of the sparking logs. His smile faded and he stopped abruptly. Goku haulted himself when he heard the other foot steps cease. He turned slowly to revile the chilling spread of his lips. Goten looked at him with a mix of raging feelings. Betrayle, fear, shock, disbelife. They were all stiring within his dark eyes. He flinched from the locked gaze he held with his father as Goku started to walk tords him quickly. Goten gasped and tried to shoot off into the air, but Kakarott grabbed him and threw him into the dirt covered ground. He yelped as his father twisted his arm and held it to his back as he held his face to the ground. Goku pulled him up and held him still as the boy struggled hard. But then he started feeling different... his power! It was decreasing! Goku's palm was flat on Goten's back as rivers of energy poured into it. He shuddered at the rush as Goten groaned weakly. Goku pulled back his hand and dragged his son over to a near by tree. He pushed him into a sitting position as he retreved the duck tape. Goten paniced and tried to fly off again but nothing happened, he was as strong as a  full-blood human. He scurried to his feet, but Goku was there in a split second and grabbed him by the neck, pinning it to the tree. Goten could feel the tears coming down his face. What was going on? He was so scared. This couldn't be his dad, could it? No. His dad loved him he would never hurt him. Never. Right? Goten let a sob out at his own thoughts in frustration and confusion. He sucked in a breath of hot air as he watched Goku, praying that this was a joke, a dream, anything but real. But it was real. At that moment Goten knew he wouldn't get out of this alive.

                He snapped out of his thoughts as he watched his father put the duck tape to his mouth and stat to unravel it with his teeth. The sound of it coming into long sreads was sickening to his ears. Goku wrapped the tape around the tree and then low on Goten's waist several times. He did the same to the chest area level to his under arms and then to his throt, making it harder for the teen to breath. When he was done, Goku stepped back and admired the sight in front of him. His sweet, little boy, trapped helplessly and crying for mercy. What a wonderful sight it was. A playful, mocking frown rolled across his lips.

                "Aww, you look scared. Come on I'm just having some fun." He said in a joyful tone that, to Goten, was one of the most horrible things he had ever heard. He stared at Goku, trying to see a different truth in his eyes. Maybe it was a joke... A big aweful, hidious joke. But the fire played in his eyes and it told no lies. A look of blood lust, of hate. Goten let a sob rip from his mouth, then another, and another, until he was drowning in his own fear and sorrow.

                "Please, stop.... it's not funny anymore, I wanna go home." He managed to utter past cries and sniffles. (AN: OH!!! poor little Goten!) Goku reached back and picked up the chainsaw. His smile faded and his face became serious and flared with anger.

                "Who ever said I was 'kidding around', Goten?" His words dripped with the contempt of the devil himself, and he inched closer ever so slowy. Then the weapon he held roared to life in his hands. Goten opened his mouth in a silent cry as Goku was now but a breath from his face.

                "It's my turn to have some fun around here. So you're just going to have to deal with it." He smiled as he lifted the spinning blade with ease. He raised it and brought it down slowly, slicing off a sliver of his son's face, making him scream in agony. Then it traveled down his arm bring off some of the bare flesh there as well.

                "Does that hurt? You want more?" Goten shook his head and arched his back letting out a scream as Goku raised it again. Another piece of his face fell to the cold ground, but the cut was deeper this time, making hole in his cheek and exposing blood covered teeth through it. Goku smiled.

                "I asked you a question, you should answer it, Goten." Goten looked at him with dread as tears stained the chunks of flesh still present on his face. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out, no matter how he tried to force it. Goku squinted his eyes, as if he had been challenged. The chainsaw was lifted high this time and slid down his forehead and part of his nose.

                "I said, 'ANSWER ME!!!!'" Still nothing but sobs and whimpers. Goku shook his head in disapointment. Then he brought his tool lower. Goten tried to give him the answer he wanted but he couldn't, and he didn't want to. He glanced at the bloody blade and his eyes widened as Goku brought it to his right side. And then the pain filled him as it sunk into his once beautiful skin, splatering it with blood. It felt like Goku wasn't even moving the chainsaw, but he was. And it was cuting into ever piece of him. Goten let out a shreik that filled the sky. It was his finally plead.

                Soon the blade was through him, leaving him in halves on the old tree and he saw it stop moving. He glaced at his father. Blood was sprayed on his features and his eyes were glazed with a feverish rush of excitment. Those eyes.... they were dark and they did not belong to the father he once loved and looked up to.

                Goten felt himself slipping away. 'like sleeping,' he thought 'yeah, I'm just sleeping....' His head bobbed back and forth as his eye lids began to slide shut.

                "....Daddy.... I feel... funny...." his words still held his pure innocence as Goku brushed a stray hair from his lifeless face. A smirk made his eyes even darker as watched his son fade away slowly.

                "Sleep, Goten, and may you never wake again."

                                He gazed at the limp body on the tree and smiled. It was a work of art in his eyes and something to be proud of. He turned in the direction of the house. He would have fun with them too. Everyone was going to be there. He knew because it was a friday, and thats when Chi-chi would invite the whole family over for a night of talking and some fun. All of them would go, one by one.

                Goku blasted off to the house after putting out the fire. He could just picture the look on their face's when he walked in with Goten's blood all over him. Chi-chi, Videl, or Pan might not notice who it belonged to but Gohan would. He would smell it. So he would be the first to go.

                The house came into sight and he landed in front of it. He could see movement in the window and the lights of the house glowed brightly in the dark night. He looked up. The clouds were begining to cover the stars and even the moon, consuming everything in it's darkness. A drop of water fell on his lip and he blinked. Rain, such a beautiful thing. Sad but beautiful. Goku was happy to see it this way now, it was the perfect atmosphere for what he had planned.

                "Goku, There you are! What are you do-" Chi-chi cut herself off as she looked her husband up and down. Her mouth was slightly open as her eyes made their way to his. He could see her shudder. He put his mask back on and gave her a smile as he placed a hand behind his head.

                "Sorry, Chi-chi. I got into a fight with a boar when I was training in the woods. But I won and got lunch!" She let out a sigh and her curiousity was wiped away. She rolled her eyes and waved at him to come inside. He walked up and stepped into the house. Videl was holding five year old Pan in her arms, watching the child contently as did Gohan who leaned on her other shoulder. They looked up at the two who entered the room. The girls smiled but Gohan's eyes got large and he stared at Goku.

                "Hey, Goku! You're just in time, Chi-chi and I were about to start dinner." she let out a little gasp of suprise as Pan exploded from her arms and into those of her grandfather. He smiled as she hugged him tightly. Videl turned her atendtion away from them and glanced back at her husband. He was glaring at Goku  hard, as if trying to find something and seeing something horrible. She gazed at Goku as if trying to see what he saw, taking a deeper look. She noticed something..... Besides the blood on him, he had oil on his hands.

                "Goku, why don't you go clean up-" "What happened?" inturupted Videl looking intensly at Chi-chi for an answer. She was puzzled by the girls behavior and answered unsurely.

                "He had a little trouble hunting a boar..... you know he does that all the time. What's wrong, my dear?" Videl stared into Chi-chi's eyes for a moment. then shook it off, glancing at the ground. She smiled up at her mother-in-law and sat back on the couch.

                "Nothing, I was just cuorious." Chi-chi raised an eyebrow at her but just turned away to walk into the kitchen. Videl put her eyes on Goku, seeing him shift on the bottem stair. He placed Pan down slowly and locked stares with her mother.

                "I should be down soon, so maybe you should get some food ready. I'm so hungry, I could eat all of you in one bite." She shivered as she scoped up her daughter. Gohan let out a small growl as he watched his father make his way up the stairs and turn the corner.

                When he was gone, Gohan grabbed his wife's arm and pulled her close to his lips. "You should get out of here, somethings going on and it doesn't look good. Get mom and Pan and go home, I will be there shortly."She nodded at his demand. They both got up, one walking into the kitchen and the other up the steps.

                Gohan watched his wife enter the next room and he turned back to his own destnation. Slowly he made his way to the top of the stairs and began walking carefully to the master bed and bathroom. He heard the shower running and placed his head softly to the door. He couldn't hear anything going on in the room, Goku must have already been in the shower. He layed a palm flat on the wooden door and pushed it open gentaly. Gohan gasped as he felt a sharp pain enter his head. He looked up to see his father smiling down on him. His face blurred out of vision as Gohan began to lose concinceness.

                "Videl, Pan, mom....... get out... of...here..." Then his eyes slid shut and his glasss fell to the floor with a crash as he slipped to the deadly sleep, just like his little brother.

                Chi-chi and Videl were downstairs laughing and chating away. But Videl could still not get the feeling out of her heart that something was wrong....She looked at the woman next to her. Pieces of long raven hair swayed in her face as she cleaned the biggest pan she could find for dinner.

                "Videl, could you get out the spices?" She snapped out of her thoughts and did as she was told. She pulled open the cabniet door and her arm lifted as her hand wondered into the crowded space. But she stopped.

                Thump, thump. "What was that?" She glanced back at Chi-chi and her heart beat sped up seeing the fear in her eyes as well. Thump, thump, thump. There it was again and it was getting closer. Pan grabbed onto her mother as Chi-chi steped into the doorway of the kitchen and living room. She turned her head to the stairs and a breath caught in her throt. Goku was standing near the bottem of the steps and was still covered in blood, some of it new. And behind him he had a hold on one of Gohan's legs as he dragged his lifeless body down the stairs. An axe was through his head quiet deeply and the rest of his faced seemed to be spliting as blood ran from where the axe was embeded.

                Chi-chi screamed, but before she could turn and run he grabbed her and pushed her into the kitchen. Videl was at the back of the kitchen by the cabneits as she clung to her daughter tightly. Pan was crying in her mother's arms and the sound made Goku shiver. He snached up Gohan's leg and dragged him the rest of the way into the kitchen. Videl burst into tears at the sight of her husband. Pan tried to look back but she was held to her mother's chest so she wouldn't witness such a horrible thing. But she knew in her heart what was there and it made her cry harder.

                "Beter start cooking, our meat might go bad." Goku smirked at his words as he pointed to the stove. Chi-chi looked at him in disbelife and he glared her down when she didn't move.

                "Are you deaf!? Didn't you hear me!? GET TO IT!!!" She straightened up and wiped a tear from her face as she snarled at him. "Never, you disgusting pig!" He rolled his eyes and glanced at Pan and Videl, curled up in the corner. He smiled again and marched over to them, ripping Pan from her mother's arms. She let out another ragged cry and turned to look at her grandfather. He smiled sweetly and turned back to Chi-chi as he pretended to comfort his grandaughter.

                "Now, you wouldn't want anything to happen to this adorable, little girl, would you?"

        Chi-chi stumbled back and grasped the counter for suport.

                "You monster..... Look at what you've done!" more tears slid down her face and she sobbed, staring at him through acussing eyes. It made him shiver. "No! I'm not a monster, you are for all you've ever done to me, you good for nothing piece of trash!" He hissed his words through clenched teeth, tighting his fists on Pan's red shirt. She looked passed his shoulder and looked at her mother. Her arm was reached out to her daughter, and the other hand to her chest. She was still, like a statue, a crying statue. Pan's eyes lowered to slits and she glared at Goku, but he didn't seem to notice as he stared at Chi-chi with hateful eyes. She had to do something quick. Goku continued to toss babbling insults at his wife as Pan made a small energy blast in her palm. It glowed with a blue light as she raised it to his face. He turned at her suprised but couldn't do a thing as she let it go with a scream. He yelled out as pain pirced his cheek. Everyone darted up as he fell and they ran for the door.

                "You little bitch!" He growled as he shot up and flew after them. He grabbed onto Videl's long, flowing locks and pulled on them. She screamed, but did not stop running. Then the sound of her own flesh ripping from her head filled her ears. She skreiched out in agony. But Goku covered her mouth as he tore off her jaw and snapped her neck. He looked up and saw his other victums heading for the door. He put to fingers to his forehead and appeared in front of them.

                "Nice try, but you aren't going anywhere." He wrapped one arm around each of their waists and threw them over his shoulder. They both kicked and screamed as they were tossed into the kitchen. Chi-chi hugged Pan and held her tight as she looked at Videl's dead body outside of the kitchen doorway. Goku glared at Chi-chi and pointed again to the stove.

                "Get to work." He smiled and then put his hands on his hips. "You cook and I'll cut." He chuckled at his sick little joke. Chi-chi cringed and let go of Pan. She got to her feet and wondered over to the stove heating it. Goku snached up Pan roughly and put her in a chair. She screamed and yelled in his ears as he pined her down with energy rings. He turned the chair to face the big table wooden table near the middle of the room. He pick up Gohan who sat only a few feet away and layed him out on the table. Pan broke down into tears again and closed her eyes. She couldn't bare such a morbid sight. Goku smiled and walked over to the utensile drowr and open it. He pulled out the biggest and sharpest butcher knife he could find. And then he saw some needles in a small plastic clear box and he reached for it. He cringed. No matter what, he would probaly still hate these things, but they might come to use. He looked back at Pan and her tightly closed eyes smiling. 'Yes very useful.' He strolled over and ran the knife experimently over Gohans stomach. A cut and rivers of blood appered. Pan squrimed at hearing the knife go over his skin. Goku looked at her.

                "Oh, come on. Don't you want to watch?" He said playfully. She shook her head back and forth hard, letting out a whimper. He frown. "Well, if you must be difficult, we can do things the hard way." He walked up to her and looked at her as she cracked open an eye to see what he was doing. He pulled out a needle and held it carefully. And as her eyes became wide in fear. He reached for one of her lids and he quickly pinned it to her forehead, making her scream. Chi-chi turned abruptly, but Goku glanced over his shoulder at her before she could charge at him.

                "Don't even try it, bitch." he growled in a low tone at her as he turned back to Pan. He sucured the other lid and she yelped again. He looked at her and smiled.

                "That's much better." She spit at him and it hit his cheek. He wiped it off and examined it for a moment. Then he brought it to his lips and licked it off. She sneared and sobed again. Goku went back to the other side of the table and picked up the knife about to cut into his son once more, but he saw Chi-chi staring at him in the corner of him eye. He turned his head to her. It was that look. How he hated it. It made him feel so dirty, but this time he could push it away because he would slice that look off of her face soon. But first he had to set his sights on the fun he wanted or else it would be ruined. His eyebrows furrowed and he yelled at her. "Get some vegetables cooking! Don't just stand there! GO!" She jumped at the tone in his Voice and dashed over to the refrigorater and pulled out some onions and green peppers. She carried them over to the counter next to the stove and worked quickly with shaky hands. Goku went back to what he was doing as well. He brought the knife down and across again. He loved the feel of his blood and torn skin on his hands. A rush of excitment filled him again. It was beautiful. 'Like Vegeta....' He thought of his love as he continued to slice and dice the life he had once had for the life he had always wanted.

                                The smell of spiced vegetables and blood intoxicated his sences. They mixed well together. He turned to Chi-chi. She stood ringing her hands and staring at the ground.

                "Is everything ready?" He asked bluntly. She looked up at him and nodded lightly. He handed her a plate of bloody meat chunks. Her eyes grew large and new tears slid down her already stained face. She hesitated but reached for it slowly. Goku felt smug at seeing her discomfort. She stared at the plate for what seemed like forever but he placed a hand on her shoulder and she looked up at him.

                "Come on, Chi. Don't just stand there all day. Pan and I are very hungry, and I'm sure you are too." Her lip quivered and she looked at him with pleading eyes. But he only winked and shoed her over to the sizzling pan on the stove. She dumped the contents on the plate in with the vegetables and it made a harsh hissing sound. Her nose wrinkled at the ungodly smell. Again she watched it silently. Her stomach turned. She couldn't hold it in anymore. She hunched over and vomited. Everything she had eaten that day was now in a big puddle on the floor. Goku looked back at her and narrowed his eyes.

                "Do that again and I'll make it a side dish." She looked at him and placed a hand over her mouth, raising herself to finish cooking. Goku grunted and turned to his grandaughter. She was still and her eyes were large in shock and fear. But deep inside of them he saw anger and sorrow. Goku walked up to Pan and placed a hand on her shoulder. She sucked in her breaths slowly.

                "It's almost time to eat, maybe we should go clean up." He touched the blood that had landed on her face and cloths when he had cut up her daddy in front of her. She didn't respond to his words so he pulled the needles out of her eye lids and took off the energy rings. He picked her up gentaly and carried her to the doorway, but before he could leave the room a hand landed on his back. He turned his head to see Chi-chi standing there with fear filled eyes.

                "You promised you wouldn't hurt her if I did this." He stood in silence for a moment then shoved her off. "I make the rules here. You don't, so back off or else I will hurt her." She stepped back and took her hand from his back. Goku turned back swiftly and made his way up the stairs. He entered the bathroom and started the water. he set Pan in the bath tub with all of her cloths on and finally she moved to look at him. Such contempt lived in those eyes for a girl her age. But she was only angry with him and that ment she was nothing, just like the rest of them. He turned off the water when it reached her chest. And she watched him as he got to his knees next to the bathtub and  grabbed the soap, bringing it to her face. He rubbed it to her cheeks slowly and then down her arm. Their eyes never let down the battle they were having. And there was that rush again, that sick want. To kill her bravery and her innocence. He ran a hand over her cheek and then down to her shoulder. He stopped there and griped gentaly then harder. Her eyes grew large as they had done before and she opened her mouth to scream as she twisted in his grip. But he grasped her other shoulder and pushed her under the water Bubbles came from the water as her yells for help were silenced and her arms lashed out at him. He felt the power again as she became weaker, and weaker. He saw a trail of blood run from her lips and float into the water, tainting it with her death. Soon she stopped moving all together. But he held her still, feeling her go cold under his hands. Then after what seemed like forever he raised quivering hands from the water. He couldn't help himself it was to tempting, he had to kill her, hurt her. Everything didn't go exactly to plan but he didn't care, at least Chi-chi would suffer the most and she would do it all alone. He smiled looking at his hands. 'All for you my love.... we will be together soon, I promise.' He told himself before getting to his feet and walking from the room. He wondered down the stairs and saw Chi-chi sitting at the table. She had set out three plates of the speical meal she had prepared. She glanced at him as he entered.

                "Were's Pan?" Her question was quiet and meek but it filled the room with the stench of her worry. Goku raised his head and opened his mouth to speak. "She will not be joining us.... She's felling a bet under the water." He smiled at another one of his jokes. Chi-chi slammed a fist on the table and shot up, knoking her chair to the floor.

                "We made a deal! You said she would be alright! You promised!" He was angered by her sudden burst of confidence. Goku dashed up to her and pushed her down on the table. He held a tight grip on her throt, making her gag.

                "You better calm the fuck down or I'll make you eat her too." He let her go and she gasped for air standing and rubbing her neck. Her glare was still intense but she sat down like she was told. He pushed the  plate in front of her and sat down across form her. He watched her closely and she didn't move.

                "Aren't you goning to eat?" She looked up at him and her black eyes glared daggers. "You first, Goku." He raised an eyebrow in suprise but brushed his annoyence aside as he picked up a piece of the meat. He brought it to his open mouth and dropped it in. Goku chewed and then swallowed.

                "Yum." He smiled exposing crimson covered teeth. She shivered and looked at her plate. The thought that this was once her little boy was sickening. She sighed fearfuly and grabbed her fork. She stuck the meat onto it slowly and shoved it into her mouth. She cringed and fresh beads of water made their way from her eyes. She did it again and again, but with great speed, trying to make the meal disapper as quickly as she could. Goku watched her contently as she whimpered and whinned around every plump bloody chunk of flesh that she shovled into her mouth. Abruptly she stopped. Goku blinked. Chi-chi tossed her fork to the ground and put her face in her hands. She wept and wept, tears falling from the space threw her fingers. He glared at her, annoyed.

                "What do you think your doing? Finish!" She wept harder "I can't! No more! please, no more!" He rolled his eyes at her and placed his chin in his hands. "Alright, what do you want?" She never moved her face from the darkness of her palms but she answered him. "I want them back. All of them! I want it to be okay again...... Goten...Gohan......." She gasped at their names. A mavilous idea came to Goku's mind. He smiled as he stood up and walked over to stand by her side. He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Well, I don't know about the rest but we might be able to get Gohan back." She looked up at him in confusion.Then he ran a hand threw her hair. "Here, let me show you." His face became angry again as he yanked on her treses. She yelped in pain as he dragged her to the counter top and pushed her onto it. "What are you doing!?" she cried but he ignored her and reached over to the cutting board. Three knives lay there. Two from when Chi-chi was cutting up vegetables, and the one one Goku had used to butcher their son. He grabbed them all and drove the biggest one into Chi-chi's chest. She screamed and struggled as he tore down her abdomen. He pined her wrists above her head and straddled her waist, looking at her with stone cold eyes. He pulled back the skin and pined each side down to the counter with the sharp knives. He reached into her and she shrieked in pain.

                "Maybe he's in here somewhere," said Goku reaching for another spot in her open body. He shook his head playfully "Nope guess not....Wait! I know where he is!" He smirked as he grabbed her heart and ripped it from her chest. She gagged on her own blood and let out one last scream before she fell limp under him. He stared at her for a moment then leaned down to kiss her on the forehead lightly. Her eys were frozen in a glare of fear and panic as he climbed from her. "Nighty, night princess." He snickered as he casually strolled into the living room. Goku turned to look out of the window to see the rain had not stopped, but was coming down harder then ever. He smiled as he walked for the front door. He opened it slowly and stepped into the cold rain. He smiled and raised his arms as the water washed away the exterior of his sin. But he held the truth deep inside and one day he would show it to the world and they would bow down to his greatness. His head bobbed up and he looked at the sky passed the rain drops. Tonight that very sky cried just for him. And he promissed himself that he would make it cry for him many times to come.......

                                He couldn't speak, all he could do was stare at the man before him. The man he had loved and cared for with so much passion and fire. And finally the secret that was locked away in his heart came free, but it did nothing for him but bring pain, because the one he loved was gone. Gone for good.

                "I love you so much...." He trailed off into silence and his deep sensual voice made Vegeta shiver. But he continued to look on at his love and it made him hurt more. Vegeta turned away from those dark and crule eyes. From the monster he saw there. But a hand smaked into his face harshly. He looked back at a frowning Goku. His eyes burning him with their violent fire as he narrowed his eyes at him.

                "You're supposed to say you love me too! What the fuck are you waiting for!?" Vegeta opened his mouth and studdered. This just made Goku more angry. He hit Vegeta again with twice as much force as before. The prince could feel the sting spread and it brought a few tears to his eyes. He glanced at Goku again and the third class grunted baring his teeth. He twisted his fingers into Vegeta's hair and pulled down. The prince arched up, trying to let go of some of the pain. He let a growl of his own emrage from thin lips, closing his eyes tightly.

                "Answer me, prince!" Vegeta opened those beautiful orbs to stare into his tourmenter's. He spit at Goku and yelled in frustration.

                "You moron! I don't love you! I hate you! I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!!" Goku loosened his grip and lifted his chin to get a better look at his prince. There was no mercy or second chances in the windows of his soul, a broken and battered soul. Goku wanted to cry. To take back everything. At that moment he was so sorry. He had ment what he said before and it was still true now. He just wanted to make Vegeta happy, make him love him and not judge him. Goku stared as Vegeta still struggled under him pointlessly. Kakarott sighed and his breath quivered as it left his lips. All of the sudden he felt Vegeta stop moving and he looked down on him. His head was turned to the door. And his face, it had that look again. That look of soft love mixed with fear and horror. Goku's eyebrow's furrowed. He hated them all even more and his heart raced in furry. He would kill them all again..... But this time he would add a few more names to his death list. A wonderful thought came to mind and his scowl curved into a smile. That's exactly what he was going to do.

                "Dad, were home!" "I got you a present, daddy! Come see!" He could hear the voice of his children and it made him more afriad then he had ever been. He couldn't loose them. Goku pulled Vegeta from his spinning thoughs by grabbing his chin. He was but an inch away from Kakarott's face and it made him sick to his stomach to see that look in his eyes again.

                "Why don't you tell them to come on up..... I'm sure it would be great fun!" Goku threw his head back and chackled. Vegeta painced and tried to push him away. But nothing worked, he was still held down by the rings Goku had put on him before. What was he going to do! He need to save them, get them out of here! Even if it ment he would never hold them in his arms again, or ever be able to say how proud he was or even goddbye, all that mattered was their safety. Vegeta tossed his head back and screamed.

                "Kids, get the hell out of here! NOW!!!" Vegeta could hear his daughter and could tell she felt something was wrong.

                "Daddy, whats going on? Where are you?" "Dad? Dad, whats wrong" Trunks could feel it too. Vegeta wanted to scream at them but hug them at the same time. It didn't matter what he felt he just need to get them away. He opened his mouth and screamed louder than before.

                "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!!" Goku looked at the door as he heard them scurry around to leave. He glanced at Vegeta and smiled.

                "They're all mine." He jumped from Vegeta and dashed down the stairs. The prince struggled fircly. Nothing the rings were too strong then a scream.... it was his daughter... Kakarott could have hurt her! NO!!!  He powered up as high as he could in the blink of an eyes and the rings shattered. With that he followed the same trail Goku was running just seconds ago. Bra's eyes widened as Goku grabbed her. Trunks tried to reach for his sister, but was smacked to a far wall. Vegeta looked at Kakarott with pleading eyes. Suddenly his anger had fade and only his broken hope and sorrow lived on. 'Please no...... not my children....' The thought ran thru his mind multipul times at that moment. But they went unanswered and Goku stared at him with excitment. Then his eyes went back to Bra. Vegeta could see tears in her sky blue eyes. It ripped his heart in two when he heard her whimper as Goku tightened his grip around her neck and waist. Trunks was shaking as he watched his sister struggle helplessly in Kakarott's grasp.

                "How should I kill her, Vegeta?" He broke down into tears again when those words slipped through his mate's lips. Fear shook him as he clenched his stomach and begged for his mercy. Goku rolled his eyes.

                "You're no fun, Ouji! Fine. I'll think of something myself." He looked around their surroundings and his eyes wondered in thought. Then they lit up with a horrid idea, Vegeta was sure. Bra began to scream as Goku dragged her with him down the hall. Vegeta and Trunks looked at each other then scurried up to follow. Goku stopped in front of the door to Bulma's labrotory. He kicked it open and made his way down the narrow steps. Then he lifted the little girl in his arms and dropped her on one of the stretchers in the middle of the room. When she tried to get up, Goku grabbed for a leather strap that was hanging from the left side of the bed and then for another that was on the right. He brought them together over her chest and buckled them together. Then three other straps that went all the way down to her feet. He then turned on his heel, walking over to the medical supplies cabniet. He swung open the door and rumaged through, bottles, needles, capsles, you name it. Then he stopped and chuckled as he lowered his head slowly.

                "Perfect." He whispered it under his breath and Vegeta's eyes got large as Goku turned to him and his son with a needle and bottle of what looked like a toxic substance. Vegeta could feel in his heart that this was it, and that he would never again hold his little girl living again. But he would not live with that. He clenched his fist as he stared Kakarott and his smirk down to the ground. But this only made the third class happier.

                "This should be fun, real fun"

                                Vegeta wanted to kill him and spit on the words that were coming from his mouth. Anger rose in him rapidly. He hissed at Goku through his teeth and began to aproch him. But an arm stopped him and he looked back at Trunks. His beautiful blue eyes dark with fear and stinging tears. Vegeta bit his lip at the sight of his son.

                "Dad.... you can't do it! He'll kill you too. Don't leave me here alone.... Please." Vegeta's eyebrows furrowed in a saddend confusion and he opened his mouth to speak, but simply had nothing to say. Goku looked back at him and rolled his eyes at the two as the clear liquid of the bottle filled the needle in his hands. Bra's breathing became tense and labored as Goku walked up to her and stared at her, smiling.

                "Now this won't hurt a-" He was cut off as Vegeta grabed him, swinging him around to face the broken prince. Tears spilled from Vegeta's eyes and his hands were pressed tightly onto Goku's bare chest.

                "Don't hurt her! Please!" He begged between his sobs "I'll do anything, just don't hurt my children!" He dropped his head to Goku's chest and closed his eyes as his tears dampend Kakarott's skin.

                Goku gazed apon him for a moment, his look unreadable. Then he smiled and began to comfort the prince. Trunks and Bra watched on suspicously. Suddenly, Goku grabbed Vegeta by the shoulders and shoved him to the ground.

                "Don't you see, Vegeta? This is all for us. They will be gone and no one will harm us again."

                The prince stared at him . No this was not what he wanted and he could not allow it! He jumped to his feet and threw a punch at Goku's jaw then another to his stomach, and another to his eye. He couldn't think or feel he just had to keep going, and as fast as he could. But it didn't work. Soon Kakarott held both of his angry fists in a tight grip. Vegeta bit his lip and shook his head. He could not accept defeat! Never!!!

                "Fight me for real, Kakarott! Or you are nothing but a coward, like the ones you have slaughtered!" Vegeta grinned at the other man's response. He shivered as he stared on at the prince with unsure eyes. He clenched his teeth and grabbed Vegeta around the neck. The sound of his children crying out for him slowly faded as he heard the blood pumping furiously in his head. It began to pound and his heart raced. But that monster's face seemed as clear as day, and his words struck Vegeta.

                "I have an idea..... I really want you to see their end, Vegeta. But how about we give them a show first." Goku smiled at him and his grip loosend, sending Vegeta to the floor.

                He glared up at the taller sayian in confusion. He did not know what Kakarott ment by his words and that scared the hell out of him.

                "Now, why don't you take off that sheet and bend over for me?" Vegeta looked at him in disgust. He would not degret himself in such a way! Espiecally in front of his children. He looked at Bra and she was silently watching as if her life hung on every word that came out of Goku's mouth. But Vegeta knew that she was too young to understand what he was talking about. Then his gaze met his son's. His eyes were wide and his arms dangled at his sides. The look of horrid shock was writen on his face.

                Vegeta cringed. This was one fucked up situation. He shook off his embarassment and gave Goku the most regal look he could muster.

                "Never! I hate you, and you are a fucking idiot if you think I would do something so vulger." He turned his bare back to Goku and heard him gasp.

                There was that feeling again. The feeling to stop because of those few, simple words. I hate you. They sounded so bitter coming from his mate's lips. But he dismissed his regret. This was Vegeta's present, and he did love Goku...... Yes of course he did, that's why he killed Bulma. That's why he dance with him. That's why they made love. But he was confused.... Why would Vegeta say those thing unless he ment it? Goku didn't know, but he knew this is what Vegeta really wanted and he would not let his love down.

                "Well..." His voice was deep with desire as he walked over to Trunks. The boy gasped again as Goku stepped behind him and grabbed his hips. He grinded the hips on his clothed crotch and Trunks squrimed in discomfort. He tried to lift his rear from Goku but he couldn't and a tear rolled down his face.

                "I can just have some fun with Trunks if you don't want to, Vegeta. But the question is, how much will he hate you after words?" Vegeta began to shake. Trunks sobed as Kakarott's cold hands romed over him. Vegeta let the sheet fall to the floor and glanced at Goku. He smiled back.

                "Fine, I'll do what ever you want, but don't hurt him." Goku let the purple haired teen slip from his grip and he stood, slowly walking over to the prince. Vegeta's eyes were closed but he could hear the light taping of Goku's shoes as they hit the ground with each step then the sound of his jeans dragging on the floor. Soon they got closer and closer then stopped. The taller sayian's breath played on Vegeta's head, burning him on the inside. Goku wrapped his hand around Vegeta's chin and lifted it to kiss him gentaly. Then harder. Vegeta screamed into his mouth as Goku's tounge dominated his. Kakarott put his hands on either sides of Vegeta's face and bit down as hard as he could. The prince finally jerked his head away and sucked in as much air as possible. He looked at Goku and then touched the trail of blood that trickled from his own lip. He flinched as the pain in it throbbed. Kakarott aproched him and grabbed his shoulders. He spun the prince around abruptly.

                Then he ramed a fist into Vegeta's gut. He grunted and bent over. Goku ran a hand over the beautifuly sculpted back in front of him. He took in the sight of Vegeta, like a dog, under him. It drove him mad! And he couldn't take it anymore, he needed to be inside his prince.

                Goku spread Vegeta's legs, making him yelp in suprise. And he almost lost his balance on the ground as Goku slammed into him. A tear fell onto the tile as pain surged through him. He closed his eyes, not wanting to think about his children and what they saw at that moment. But mostly if they saw him as nothing but a dog, like Kakarott did. In his heart he knew it was over and it was killing him to think there was nothing he could do about it. He sobed gentaly.

                Goku moaned and his eyes rolled back in his head as blood began to run from Vegeta's enternce. It was warm and welcoming to him and inside it made him quiver with delight. The sound of his love's crys excited him even more and sent him over the edge. Goku shuddered as he shot his seed into the prince.

But soon he pulled away from the warmth and pushed Vegeta to the ground.

                "That wasn't so bad, was it?" Vegeta glanced back at him but only to put his head back in his arms and sob again. It had only been a few moments, but to him it felt like forever. The pain made the time slow still, but he couldn't give up...... He must go on.

                Vegeta stood and snached his sheet from the floor. Blood stained it as he wrapped it around his waist. Timidly, he look at his children, tears and shock were painted on their features. Vegeta cast his eyes away from their stare. Why did this have to happen? And to Kakarott of all people. It didn't make sence. Why couldn't he, just once, have what he wanted? What he needed?

                "Now, back to business." Goku's words awoke Vegeta from his thoughts. He jumped in front of his daughter before the man could even move. Goku looked at him in suprise. He blinkeded then shook his head in disapointment, the look on his face gave Vegeta the chills.

                "Oh, Vegeta, you could make this a lot easier you know." He spit at Kakarott again.

                "Fuck you." He hissed as he grabbed Bra's hand and squeezed it to comfort her. She sighed and squeezed back. Goku raised an eyebrow as Vegeta glared at him with death in his eyes. Then he turned to Trunks and the boy's fear was stirred again. He began to shake a bit and figet as Goku looked apon him.

                "I need you to hold your father back for me." He lifted his arm and pointed to Vegeta demandingly.

                Trunks was silent as his fingers played with the bottem of his shirt, his blue eyes not even daring to look at Kakarott. This annoyed the sayian and he crossed his arms, tapping his foot.

                "Well?" He stared Trunks down and eventually he looked up. Then opened his mouth, but only stuttered. Vegeta's eyebrows furrowed in worry. Trunks looked at his father and felt what he always felt when he looked at him, a sudden urge to make him proud, to make him love him a little more. The teen lifted his chin with new found confidence and his eyes narrowed at Goku.

                "N-No." He said bluntly. Goku sighed frustrated. 'Why must they be so difficult?' But then another wonderful idea. Kakarott gazed back at Bra and Vegeta, then again to Trunks. He still shivered, and Goku could see he was unsure about his choice and that was his advantage. He smiled and clasped his hands behind his back, strolling up to Trunks. He looked as if he were about to run but Goku snached up his arm and held him still.

                "Do you think he will hate you if you do this?" Trunks' eyes went from Goku then to his father and back. He bit his lip and thought for a moment but nodded slowly. Goku's grin spread wider.

                "Well, my boy, he already does." Trunks looked at him open mouthed and in disbelif. But Kakarott could tell that Trunks had believed that ever since Bra was born.

                "I mean, look at those two. Did you actually think he loved you more, or even just as much? Of course he couldn't. She's his favorit and you were nothing to him but an accident." Vegeta growled at Goku's words and glared at the teen who seemed to be processing what was just said.

                "Don't you dare think for even a moment that what that son of a bitch is saying could possibly be true! I love you more then life itself!" Trunks glared back at him and fresh tears poured down his face.

                "Bull shit! He's right you don't love me! You could care less! You love her, she's the gift and the little girl you always wanted! I'm nothing!" His sobs cut him off and Goku wrapped an arm around Trunks as he covered his face with shaky hands.

                "There there. Everything will be okay, this is your chance to pay him and her back." The boy raised his face and gritted his teeth watching the two hands of his sister and father cling to each other with such love that it made him sick.

                "Fine. I'll do it." He marched up to Vegeta and grabbed him. The prince yelled in pain as his arm was harshly twisted behind his back. The boy was lucky Vegeta was injured. Goku went back over to Bra and Vegeta screamed, but his cries were soon muffled by Trunks' hand. Kakarott smiled and picked up the little girl's arm she struggled but it did her no good and Goku stuck the needle into her arm and it sunk into her vien. He pushed the sureng and soon the liquid disappered. Vegeta went still. No! She was done for his little girl.... no, this couldn't happen. But it did and Goku stepped back to observe his handy work.

                Bra's shrieks became moans and he body strated to twitch with sesures ( A/N: I know I didn't spell that right > <) Each one shook her more and she groaned. Then foam bubbled from her mouth. Vegeta couldn't believe his eyes. He wanted to turn away but couldn't he couldn't move, and for a moment the world seemed to stop spinning. Blood spilled from her mouth and she stopped moving. Her chest didn't rise and her eyes stared at him with a pointless glare. He fell limp in Trunks' arms. The teen was caught by suprise and let his father fall to the floor. He lay for a moment unmoving. He didn't want to move, he saw no point anymore. But he had one thing left. Vegeta glanced at Trunks. Suddenly he popped up, and grabbed him by the shoulders.

                "Boy, you have to get out of here! Please, go....... I can't lose you both." He whispered it to Trunks and Goku turned to look at them. His eyes narrowed at Vegeta. But he was calm.

                "Trunks, come here." Goku comanded. Trunks looked at his father and Vegeta shook his head. But Trunks disobayed and stood turning and walking to Goku. The ouji could feel his heart pounding in is rib cage and his breath was short. 'No, Kakarott, not him..... He's all I have left!'

                Goku wraped an arm around Trunks again and the boy flinched, but did not try to run away. Goku smiled at him.

                "You should be rewarded for what you did. It was very brave of you." Trunks smiled back timidly.

                "uh, thank you." Goku looked at him lovingly and cupped his cheek with one hand. The boy blinked at him in suprise, and Vegeta's jaw fell to the floor as Goku wrapped the other arm around Trunks' waist. There was silence as Kakarott studied him.

                "You are almost as beautiful as your father...." His whisper trailed off as he brought his lips to the teen's. Then Vegeta heard a sickening sound. Flesh ripping apart and bones braking. Trunk's eyes widend as Goku parted from their kiss. Vegeta could see a huge puddle of blood forming around their feet and his heart jumped into his stomach. Goku's arms went through Trunk's abdomen and he spread them, slowly tearing Trunks apart. And the teen watched in horror as his organs fell to the floor and his own blood splattered on his face. Goku soon ripped the rest of him apart and pulled his arms from the lifeless body. But befor it could fall to the floor he grabbed Trunks' head and what little skin was left on it and then crushed his skull.

                Vegeta felt part of himself die at that moment. Everything was gone..... it was over.

                Goku smirked at the mound of bloody flesh and broken bone in front of him. 'guess your not so pretty now.' He laughed at his own thoughts and turned back to Vegeta. Once again he was silent and sat on the floor unmoving. Kakarott stood and walked to stand over Vegeta. The prince never took his eyes form his mate's. And Goku chuckled, his hands on his hips in a proud manner.

                "Well, princy, you're all alone now. It's just you and me."

                                Goku looked at him with pure joy in his eyes. Vegeta slid away from him but the other sayian got a hold of his pant leg and pulled him back. They were but a breath away from one another and Vegeta turned away from his glassy stare. Goku hugged him and Vegeta flinched as he held the smaller sayian tight.

                "Get away from me! You've ruined everything, baka!" He lifted one hand from the floor and placed it to his face as another tear fell. Goku wiped it away and smiled.

                "Don't be so angry, love. We can be together now." Vegeta looked at him in thought for a moment. The tears stopped and he straightend into a full sitting position, pushing Goku into one as well. The third class gazed at him with a twisted and relived happiness.

                "....You're right, they can't get us now....." His eyes were blank and stared at nothing for that moment. He blinked a few times and looked back at Goku with the same twisted smile that had offten lately been plastered on the other sayian's face. Goku sighed and let out a little laugh as he pulled Vegeta into his lap. Vegeta kissed him on the forehead gentaly and brushed a hair from his firey eyes.