Title: Haunt
Author: Kiarene
Pairing: Vejiita/?
Rating: PG
Warnings: Unbeta-ed. Unhappy. A tad creepy.
Disclaimer: DBZ is not mine… But this story is, even if it’s not
intended for profit.
This is a little twist on the cliché in DBZ yaoi; where Vegeta keeps rejecting Goku.
~*~
“Ne, Vegeta…”
You stiffen at Kakarrot’s tremulous voice, so nervous and sweet you simply want to turn and hold him… But no.
Tell him no.
Averting your eyes — for it is even harder if you have to see his handsome, earnest face — you turn away, pretending that you haven’t heard his quiet plea. Your brows draw together in a frown.
“Vegeta, please.” He touches you on your shoulder and you could not stop the delicious little shiver, craving, needing. You know he sees it too, for he steps yet closer. “Why? I know there’s something between us, something that can be…”
No!
“No! You are
deluding yourself,” you say harshly, jerking away. Your chest clenches
painfully. “I came here to spar and that was all. Now I am leaving; don’t stop me.”
His hand curls
daringly on your shoulder, a tender caress. “But…”
“Don’t touch me
again.” You slap his hand away, easily slipping into your familiar haughty mask
of dislain. You lie; you want him to touch you, kiss you, love you.The
tightness around your chest grows, becoming cold. A ragged breath and
you hope he does not notice.
“Why would I ever be interested in a lowly third-class like you? I am a
prince, the prince of Saiyajins and you are nothing.” Vitriol spills from your
lips, poison-tipped words that swirl with the pounding whispers in your mind.
He isn’t good enough for you, such a bumbling fool. Traitor to
Saiyajins.
“…truly imbecilic. Just because I spar with you does not mean you can
take liberties with me…”
You have no idea what you are really saying; you feel so cold, so dead.
But you can see his face crumple and that realization sends a sudden stab
through you, stinging and cutting through the ice your heart seems to be
encased in.
“Kisama! Never come near me again!” Whipping around, you leap into the
air. Desperate to get away. The wind lashes your damp cheeks. The pain in your
chest grows.
Finally, you cannot take it anymore and land clumsily in a forest patch,
stumbling against a tree.
You’re mine.
“Yours, always yours,” you whisper, hot tears splashing as you writhe in
pain. “Please, stop.” Fear balls in your belly — had you gone too far this
time?
“I’m sorry, but there’s no-one else on this pathetic planet that I can
decently spar with and he keeps coming to look for me,” you babble. The cold
fist around your chest relaxes, but the chill is still there. Your ancestors
would have turned their face in shame at your weak behavior.
You lie, my prince. You do not only look for him to spar. Remember, I know all your thoughts. You cannot hide from me.
“I’m sorry!” A different kind of pain grips you now. Guilt. You feel
wretched for you can *feel* his hurt. “Oh Gods, I really am. I never mean to
…think of him that way. I’m weak.”
“I will never see him again,” you swear. Every word is a knife, twisting
cruelly. “I will avoid him, I will!”
“I love you.”
I love you too. Always. Forever.
A ghostly caress, so faint you could barely feel it and you lean towards
it longingly. It’s almost tender. Apologetic.
I’m sorry too, my love.
“No, it was all my fault…” You hate the bitter tone in his voice.
“I wish I could join you now…”
…but to suicide is dishonorable.
Don’t do it, my love.
“I’m sorry,” you whisper sadly. “I’m so weak.”
“I miss you so much, Radditz.”
~*~
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