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.

 

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“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…”

 

Do not let him touch you…

 

“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?

 

Why do you keep allowing him near you? You would betray me?

 

“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 thought we promised. To be eternally faithful.

 

“I will never see him again,” you swear. Every word is a knife, twisting cruelly. “I will avoid him, I will!”

 

Vegeta…

 

“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.

 

No, it isn’t. What kind of mate am I? Dead and useless and horridly jealous… Gods, but I wish I could just hold you, touch you… Whenever I see him touch you, I just want to rip his arm off.

 

“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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