Monkey Moon part 12b

       While the others were busy putting out fires, the oozaru were just...busy. They
        wrestled and played, biting and nuzzling in furry frolic. Chests were thumped, tails
        lifted in display. More punches, kicks, and body slams were exchanged. It was a
        saiyan funfest of violence.

        The Z warriors had little appreciation for their celebration, however. Following Tien's
        lead, huge troughs of earth were blasted clear, smothering the spreading fires and
        putting them out finally.

        The oozaru known as Vegeta abruptly roared, tilting his hoary head south. The others
        sniffed the air, observing his call. They growled in comprehension, lumbering towards
        the others.

        Krillen saw the change first. "Piccolo, unless you've taken a power pill I suggest you
        use that globe!"

        Yamcha gawked at their unbelievable size as the behemoths stormed their way. "Uh,
        guys, maybe we should clear some distance..."

        Tien began to move. "Yeah, or get squashed like bugs!!"

        Piccolo flew up abruptly, tossing the globe high against starlit skies. A pop and
        explosion cracked the atmosphere, following by shafts of silver light.

        The namek flew off. "Don't just stand there staring...get clear!!"

        ****

        It was sound advice. Barely seconds later a giant fist crashed into the rock bridge
        they stood on, reducing it to rubble. The z warriors scattered, flying in all directions of
        escape.

        Shafts of silvery light continued to fill the skies everywhere. The warriors flew in
        erratic patterns to avoid getting knocked from the sky. The oozaru struck in fury,
        showing remarkable speed and agility for their size.

        "HOLY SHID!!" Yamcha barely avoided savage jaws that snapped his way, a
        thunderous crack of fangs having missed.

        Deafening roars rolled across the green plain. Krillen could barely concentrate over the
        din as he flew to safety.

        "What's going on! That globe isn't working!!"

        Piccolo pointed, temporarily halting his frantic flight. "Hold! Something's happening
        now!!"

        The beasts suddenly stopped in their rampage as if hitting an unseen wall. Fists raised,
        halted. They began to shrink in size.

        "It's working!" Tien shouted with glee. "They're changing back!!"

        Simian features melted to humanoid confusion as the saiyans returned to their
        previous state. They looked around with perplexed expressions.

        The z fighters landed in front of them in the grassy cove. Vegeta spun in anger,
        pointing.

        "You dare interrupt our fun?"

        Piccolo stepped forward first. "Yeah, we dare."

        Yamcha couldn't believe his eyes as he stared at Goku. "What's happened to you,
        man? You look weird."

        Goku growled, annoyed. "Weird? That's a fine greeting, Yamcha."

        Krillen eyed the nude saiyans. "No, it's true. Why are you running around in south
        america naked, Goku?!"

        "It seemed like the thing to do" came the sarcastic answer. "Things happen, Krillen."

        "I see. So is this part of the 'change' we've heard so much about?"

        "I don't know what you mean."

        "Why are you trashing the jungle? Have you gone insane?!"

        Goku blinked, red eyes expressionless. "I don't remember...I was by the waterfall
        earlier tonight."

        Tien glared at Vegeta. "Creep! You've messed up his mind!"

        Vegeta only laughed.

        Nappa made a mocking face. "Idiot. Oozaru is pure instinct...true awareness sleeps."

        "Is that how you're managing to use him?" Krillen piped up again.

        "That isn't what's happening here, Krillen." Goku told him. "The lack of memory
        concerns me, but at least no one was harmed."

        "Not this time, anyway." Piccolo snorted. "The simulator prevented a potential
        tragedy."

        "I still say it's mind control!" Krillen was angry now. "Goku would never attack his
        friends voluntarily-"

        "Kakarot isn't under inspection here, baldy." Vegeta taunted, red eyes glowing. "You
        can all leave. Your presence is no longer required."

        Tien could only stare. "You look like a bunch of screwballs...Goku, what is this? You've
        got a family at home!"

        The crimson eyed saiyan looked his friend over, shaggy spikes shaking everywhere.

        "I'm fine, Tien. This is my family, too..."

        The bald fighter spat at Vegeta. "Scum. I know about cults! If you've forced him into
        anything-"

        Raditz laughed now. "Ha ha haa...humans are so predictable. Anything you don't
        understand, you create reasons for. Saiyans run in packs."

        "Sounds like a glorified description of a cult to me."

        Nappa stretched, wild eyes lifting to the moon. "It hardly matters, humans. Your time
        grows short. I sense that toy you used has spent the majority of its power."

        It was true. Silvery rays of darklight were already growing less frequent and
        dissipating rapidly.

        Goku nodded in agreement. "He's right, all of you should go. I don't want you hurt."

        "Goku, come back with us!" Piccolo insisted. "These saiyans are using you!"

        "No they aren't. Stop worrying about me, I'll return later."

        Vegeta's tail began to twitch. "One warning only!!"

        Yamcha balled his fists. "All right, jerk. But only out of respect to Goku!"

        Krillen could only look at the wild eyed thing he called friend. "Take care, Goku-"

        "Leave now!!" the tall saiyan growled, shifting now.

        "Let's get out of here!" Piccolo lifted off like a shot. The others barely avoided getting
        stepped on as the saiyans erupted into were-apes once more. They took to the
        skies, hearts heavy.

        "No matter how many times I see that transformation, it's still awesome" Yamcha
        admitted.

        "Terrifying" Tien said shortly. "I don't know if we can save Goku now."

        Piccolo was grim as they flew to the ship. "The Goku we knew doesn't exist
        anymore."

        Krillen glanced back at the retreating oozaru. "We might be making a huge mistake
        leaving him here."

        ****

        Dawn. Goku lay in a thick cluster of vines, clueless as to how he got there. A familiar
        warmth and scent filled his nose once more. Opening his eyes slowly he discovered
        he held a very warm and fragrant Vegeta once more. Dark eyes shone on him.

        "You're finally awake. I began to think you'd sleep the entire morning away."

        Goku smiled. "Vegeta" he stroked the fine face, tracing a line across curvy shoulders.
        "How did we get here?"

        The ouji glanced down at their wild nest. "Who knows? It hardly matters now" soft
        lips brushed. Goku shivered at the touch.

        /I feel wonderful.../

        /Hai...like nothing else./

        Goku pulled sticky lips free. "Where are Raditz and Nappa?"

        A soft purr. "They made claim last night."

        "Claim? I don't understand. I thought we all shared the pack link."

        "Hai, our clan now. But this is different, more personal still. A private bond between
        mates."

        Goku sat up in surprise. "They mated? But why? I got the impression they ran hot
        and cold!"

        Vegeta pulled him back down. "And so they do, but for a saiyan that's ideal. Besides, I
        warned them both to back off."

        "Back off from what?"

        Vegeta stroked Goku's face tenderly. "You..."

        Goku blushed with heat. "oh."

        A thick tail coiled his arm. Goku gazed into velvet pools, amazed at the open love he
        saw there.

        "I don't want either of them to get ideas, especially Nappa."

        "You can't seriously think I'd mate with Nappa."

        "He turns you on, Kakarot. I'm fully aware of what happened at the waterfall."

        The tall saiyan turned beet red. "It was an impulse, I just went with a feeling..."

        "For a saiyan that can lead to much more. Remember our own history?"

        Goku mulled that over. "But he isn't you, Vegeta. I never wanted him the same way."

        The ouji grabbed him into a kiss. /That's what I wanted to hear./

        Tongues touched for the next few moments before they spoke again.

        "Hn, even Raditz...would challenge."

        "But he's my brother!"

        "There are only four of us. When blood runs hot, choices are made. A saiyan must be
        mated at some point."

        Goku snickered. "I thought you weren't the mating kind."

        Vegeta was thoughtful. "It may have appeared so, for I lived a harsh life. Still, every
        saiyan has a secret desire. You were mine."

        "I'm surprised to hear you talk this way."

        "The masks have fallen, Kakarot. You've dispensed with being a buffoon, and I am
        done being a one dimensional killing machine."

        Goku cuddled. "I'm glad...that's one of the reasons I originally rejected being saiyan."

        "Overly simplistic views are common where knowledge is lacking, Kakarot. I don't
        deny our appetite for bloodshed and violence. Still, we are real beings like any
        other...we have our loves and hates, needs and wishes."

        Goku nodded gently. "Raditz said as much. My perspective was skewed, although I
        sensed you were more than evil-"

        Vegeta sat up starkly. "You think I'm evil?"

        Goku flashed sharp canines. "Let's not kid ourselves, Vegeta...you're a wicked
        bastard that feeds off fear. But I still found you attractive, even when you first arrived
        on earth."

        The ouji smirked. "You know me too well."

        Goku kissed his tail. "Maybe the fact I still liked you means I'm not wrapped too tight
        either."

        "A saiyan always has empathy for another, no matter their differences. Your worst
        enemy is often your best friend."

        "That's crazy."

        "That's saiyan. Many would be assassins have mated."

        "Our people are lunatics, Vegeta."

        "We accept no treachery, but forgive quickly. Remember how Turles treated you?"

        Goku's face darkened at the memory of his near lookalike. "Hai, I warned him about
        messing with Gohan!"

        "He threatened to kill you several times yet released you and offered his hand."

        "I'd never take it. He was third class like me, but expected a bootlicker!"

        The ouji stretched against his lover. "I can tell you now he was offering more than
        just conquest."

        "What?! Surely, you don't mean..."

        "Despite your new awareness, you have small knowledge of our culture. A saiyan
        only offers war to a potential mate."

        Goku spluttered in shock. "That bastard...was he crazy enough to believe that after
        he tried to hurt Gohan?!"

        "Was the boy actually injured?"

        "No, but he would have been if I hadn't interfered."

        "What did you say to Turles at the time?"

        "I swore he'd pay, and that I'd never forgive him!"

        "And now? If he were standing here in front of you?"

        Goku blinked in surprise. "I'd still be angry, but at least I understand. He still welcomed
        me and Gohan to join him. Maybe I'd break his jaw and then accept his offer."

        Vegeta laughed at that. "My Kakarot speaks. Turles was quite attractive, wasn't he?"

        "It would be too weird, Vegeta. Have you ever made love to yourself? That's what it
        would seem like."

        "There is some difference in your appearance, but I find the thought fascinating"
        Vegeta was thinking.

        "What. You like Turles now?!" Goku snarled, feeling jealousy in every pore.

        A kiss. "Hn, are we jealous? Turles was a renegade, but a good one. While his death
        may have been necessary, it is regrettable."

        Goku fell silent a moment. "Maybe. Our race is decimated enough."

        "True. Would you like him back?"

        "What?"

        "I smell your excitement, Kakarot. The thought of Turles being here heats your
        blood."

        Goku growled. "We never finished our fight. In victory I felt no satisfaction."

        Vegeta sniffed. "Your scent grows. That isn't the only reason you want him back."

        "I don't want to talk anymore about Turles!"

        The ouji kissed a broad chest. "Hn, the ultimate turn on...he really would be quite an
        asset, Kakarot."

        "Why are you telling me this?" Goku closed eyes in bliss as hot lips lifted his nipples.

        /Because it is possible, and I desire it./

        /But why?/

        Vegeta lifted his head from kissing. "There is no need for pretense between us.
        Royalty is ever generous. I can grant you Turles to do with as you wish."

        Goku's eyes held a wicked gleam. "Speak on, my prince."

        "His power can't touch yours now, despite his gambit with the Tree of Might. Had he
        not eaten the fruit he never would have defeated you anyway."

        "I know. Strange that a saiyan would use artificial means to boost his power."

        "He thought to conquer, which is acceptable to me. And perhaps I want him as well."

        "I don't like that."

        "We are saiyans, and anything is possible. In ancient times many different bonds were
        formed."

        Goku purred now. "I'm getting excited, Vegeta..."

        "I am in love with you, Kakarot. Know that now and forevermore."

        "What about Turles?"

        "I have affection for the renegade, I admit. But you are my chosen one. Always."

        Goku grabbed his fragrant prince in a bear hug. "Prove it."

        Sharp teeth dragged along the corded throat. "So be it" he plunged into red
        sweetness. Goku cried out, pleasure and pain hazing his eyesight.

        Kami...

        Vegeta drank deeply, leaving him lightheaded and dizzy. Goku moaned, arching in
        divine delight.

        /my prince.../

        Vegeta pulled off, his lips a bloody smear. "The claim is made" he tilted his head aside,
        presenting his own throat.

        Goku took the hint immediately, clamping down on spicy flesh. Vegeta mewed and
        collapsed as he sipped, sampling the red richness of his ouji. They clutched each other
        helplessly, quivering as rippling sensation stole conscious thought.

        Purrs and soft nips were exchanged in blissful affection.

        "Imagine, saiyans being gentle!" Goku laughed.

        "Saiyans are passionate, Kakarot. Passions lend themselves to extremes in
        behavior."

        "These last few days have taught me that."

        "Hai. We'll need to discuss Turles with the others, but I don't doubt that they will
        accept him in the pack."

        "How well do Nappa and Raditz know him?"

        "Not much at all, although Nappa knew his parents from past purges."

        "Vegeta, how are all these bonds going to work? This seems like a recipe for disaster
        or at least confusion."

        The prince pulled his mate to a sitting position and explained. "No it won't be. Packs
        always have a pecking order where the strongest dominate."

        "Jungle code is universal."

        "Hai. Strength is determined by aura as well as ki level. One often doesn't match the
        other."

        Goku was fascinated now. "Oh?"

        "Have you ever noticed how sometimes the most aggressive beings are the least
        powerful?"

        "True, Vegeta! I used to think of such enemies as barking dogs, all noise and little
        else."

        Potency of aura is different than ki. There are three types of aura for saiyans: alta,
        bena, and gonn. Altas have the most dominant and dynamic wills. They rule and
        control. Benas are structured, fierce, and intolerant. Gonns are fearless and active.
        They have the greatest capacity to change and adapt."

        "Humans have that concept as well, Master Roshi told me about it. Their version is
        alpha, beta, and gamma."

        "Indeed? Perhaps there are more similarites in existence than we know."

        "I told you that for years, but you never believed me."

        "I pretended not to hear. But there are significant differences, Kakarot. Humans have
        neutral souls. Nameks have bright souls. Saiyans have dark souls."

        "We still make choices."

        "True, but what I mean is this: humans have a general capacity for most anything,
        good or evil. Nameks have a greater capacity for good, and we for evil."

        "Let's not forget culture, Vegeta. Saiyans have a warrior existence-"

        "Yes, but did you ever wonder why? Why are nameks basically pacifists, and saiyans
        so aggressive? Why are humans so variable?"

        Goku gasped at the implication. Vegeta drove his point home.

        "No amount of culture or training can make a being go against his nature. If you
        hadn't hit your head as a child, what do you suppose you would be doing right now?"

        Goku gritted his teeth. "Killing and destroying."

        "Now a namek would never do that by nature. They have warriors, true, but all
        cultures have 'enforcers' out of necessity. A namek would rather talk than fight."

        "I've noticed."

        "Conversely, a saiyan would rather fight than talk. Humans will respond over a broad
        range, for they are less predictable."

        Goku thought furiously. "I always suspected what you're telling me, but I didn't want
        to believe it."

        "The earth raised saiyan could never see this."

        "I'm far more than 'Goku' now."

        "And so your perspective is changed, expanded. We will roam the universe for
        adventure and excitement, as blood demands."

        Goku stroked the ouji's fat tail. "I would hear more about these auras."

        "Oh, that. As you may already suspect, altas are usually rulers. Benas make excellent
        commanders and generals, while Gonns make the best soldiers."

        "How do auras work in multiple bonds?"

        "In our society all bonds share dominance and subjugation. The altas command and
        control structure. Benas give stability and strength to the bond. Gonns give versatility
        and energy."

        "Ah, like a completed puzzle."

        "Hai."

        Goku grinned wickedly. "Which am I, Vegeta?"

        The ouji frowned at him. "Don't you know?"

        "Probably. I just want to see if you agree."

        Vegeta cuffed his mate in the head playfully. "Fool..."