Quest
Sequel to Maintaining
By Pixelgoddess

Summary: Maintaining sequel. Frieza has caused some incredible issues for the Saiyans to overcome, but they are trying. What will it take for them to finally become mates? Yaoi, Yuri. Goku x Vegeta, Chichi x Rezu (OC)
Disclaimer: If I owned it, don’t you think there would have been more decent girls to write about?
Warnings: *snickers* Whaddya got? Sex. Rape and its aftermath. Violence. Death. Bad words. Gay marriage. Krillin-bashing. Dyke Chichi. Straight Gohan. Confused Dende. Smart-ass Piccolo. I think that covers it – for now.
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Chapter 41 – Krillin

Piccolo stared unseeingly at the waterfall, trying to make sense of his confused thoughts. Just one question from Vegeta and his emotions were in chaos.

Did he love Nail?

At its heart, it was a stupid question. Nail was part of him. How could there be anything between them? But that was the problem. There was. He nearly cursed to himself, but didn’t, remembering his two mental hitchhikers could hear him if he did.

He should never have let Nail have sex with him. Never. Kami was right. It was a huge mistake. But…it was pleasure as well. He was comfortable with Nail, even when the bastard teased and harassed him.

But love?

He didn’t even know if Nameks felt such a thing. He was fully aware his perceptions were colored by the humans and Saiyans around him – he learned their language and their culture. Except for the little bit he had picked up, he knew almost nothing about Namek society.

Hell, Nail was probably just using him the way Piccolo was using him. For sex. For release. For pleasure. He could just see it – Nail laughing at him hysterically for ever thinking it was something more than a good fuck. A friendly fuck, but still…

Except that wasn’t all they did anymore. Sometimes he would separate just to train – or even talk. Nail was more intelligent than he ever gave him credit for, with a wicked sense of humor. His observations were biting and sarcastic – and quite frequently obscene.

Piccolo sighed. The whole issue was pointless anyway – to think otherwise was just kidding himself. Fusion was permanent, and he was foolish to even consider the possibility of ever having anything but this strange perversion he had acquired.

==What’s the matter Piccolo?==

He shook his head even though Nail couldn’t see it. –Nothing. I’m just thinking.—

==About what Vegeta said?==

Damn it. He didn’t want to talk about this. He didn’t even want Nail to know he was thinking about it. He was a pervert, that was all. A sick pervert who used his abilities to have sex.

==Piccolo – you aren’t the first Namek to fuse, you know.==

--No, but I’m probably the first one to have sex with himself.—

==You aren’t having sex with yourself. You’re having sex with me. Very good sex, I might add.==

--You would.—

Nail laughed. ==Damn straight.==

Piccolo almost smirked at his ego, but wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.

==Would you mind splitting? I think you need to talk.==

Piccolo sighed and concentrated for a moment. This form was getting too easy. An instant later Nail was standing before him, studying him with something that could almost be called concern.

“Do you listen in to all of my conversations now?” he demanded.

“Only when my name comes up,” Nail chuckled.

“Bastard,” he snapped.

Nail shrugged and sat down, absently plucking a blade of grass. “Look, Piccolo, I don’t know if this will make you feel better or not…” he hesitated, “But I don’t think there is a word in Namek that means love. I don’t think it is a concept that can be wrapped up in a single word. But we have a lot of others that I think add up to it.”

Piccolo grimaced. Knowing how Nail’s mind worked he was pretty sure what he was going to say. “Yeah, sex, fucking…”

Nail sighed and shook his head, “Sometimes I forget how young you are.”

He scowled. What in the hell was that supposed to mean?

“No, Piccolo. None of those. Sex is fun and friendly, but that isn’t what I’m talking about. I mean things like companionship, friendship and loyalty. Those are desirable traits in a partner.”

He almost said something, but he stopped when Nail stood and rested a strong hand on his shoulder. The other Namek was studying him intently, apparently trying to gauge his reaction.

“Piccolo, you can call it whatever you want,” Nail said in a voice that was made even deeper in obvious sincerity, “but even if we never had sex again – which I would miss – you have my loyalty.”

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I kept looking at my hands, amazed at the power I could feel just below the surface. They had kept up their end of the bargain, giving me access to unbelievable ki. My loyalty had finally paid off. I still had to keep most of it concealed – the others were suspicious of me – but I wouldn’t have to for much longer.

::It’s almost time, Krillin.::

I almost regretted what I had to do, but then I would remind myself it was their fault. They had brought this upon themselves. King Kai was our friend – how could they forget that? Because of him and the other Kais we were so much stronger. I couldn’t just sit by and let that murderer destroy them.

None of this would be happening if Goku had just let me kill Vegeta when I had a chance. But he was my friend then, and I made the mistake of listening to him. This was all Vegeta’s fault after all. He was the one who corrupted Goku – him and that dyke Chichi.

As a kid, Goku had been so nice – the closest thing to a pure person I had ever known. Hell, he didn’t even know what a girl was until I helped teach him the difference. But once he knew, he was normal, not some perverted fag. He was fine until that cunt Chichi decided to dump him for some damn dyke. She made him think being queer was okay.

I had almost been ready to forgive Goku for his perversion. It wasn’t totally his fault – he had just been exposed to bad influences. There were people who could cure him of his sickness if he would just cooperate. But I couldn’t trust him in combat until that happened – how can you trust someone to watch your back when they are busy watching your ass? I really was willing to help him get better though.

Then I learned he was involved with Vegeta. Vegeta, for God’s sake. What in the hell was wrong with Goku? He used to be such a nice guy and now he was a pervert who fucked a psychopathic murderer. To top it all off the fag tried to kill me. It just confirmed what King Kai had been saying all along – you can’t trust Saiyans. They were nothing but vicious killers.

I used to be considered powerful before they showed up – one of the strongest on the planet, in fact. People respected me. Afterwards I was a joke and a laughing stock.

It isn’t right. Even their children have more power than I have after a life-time of training. They attract enemies so powerful nothing can stand against them. And they like fighting too much. Vegeta let Cell absorb Eighteen just so he could have a better fight – she didn’t deserve to be treated like that. At least the stupid bastard managed to get his egotistical ass kicked. If it weren’t for him Goku wouldn’t have died. Maybe Chichi would have stayed normal with him there.

King Kai has promised me no one like that will ever bother us again. The Kais have given me abilities that make it possible for me to protect the earth and eradicate the Saiyan threat for good.

::You understand what you have to do?::

I laughed, “Of course I do – I thought of it, didn’t I? Trust me. I understand how they think. This plan is the one that will work.”

That was a weakness of the Kais – even though they led long lives they had no patience. Something would trigger them and they would panic, doing stupid things without thinking about how people would react. They keep choosing the wrong allies and going after the wrong targets.

I mean… trying to get Frieza to help them? Of course he didn’t do what he was supposed to. The ice-jin was mental – anyone with a brain could see that. He had the perfect opportunity to get rid of Vegeta before he was any kind of threat and be rewarded by the Kais. But no, the perverted lizard decided to keep the little bastard as some kind of pet. He could have had his pick of any other monkey, but for some stupid reason he fixated on Vegeta. What a moron – thinking he could keep a monster for a pet.

Before he dies I might just tell the little bastard it was his fault his planet was blown up. I can just imagine the horrified look on his face – his entire race destroyed because of him.

Even in hell, the idiot lizard managed to screw things up. Bulma was going to leave Vegeta anyway, but the Kais had managed to influence her enough to make her dump him in public. Made him look like an ass. I really enjoyed twisting the knife then. Between that and Frieza tormenting him the bastard prince should have just given up and killed himself. It didn’t work. Frieza had freaked Vegeta out so much he’d rather live in shame and misery rather than go back to hell and be Frieza’s little butt monkey for eternity – which is better than that bastard Saiyan deserved. You think he’d enjoy it after all – damn fag wouldn’t care whose dick was up his ass.

After that fiasco with Frieza the Kais couldn’t leave well enough alone. They were just too impatient. They kept trying to kill Vegeta without thinking it through. So far all they had managed to do was piss off the Saiyans, push them even closer together, and put them on their guard. Other people who didn’t understand what a danger they were started feeling sorry for them and helping them; it had to stop or everyone would start to think the Kais were villains.

When I found out the Kais were planning on removing the fusion bond between Goku and Vegeta, thinking it would destroy the bastard prince, that was the last straw. I told them if they wanted my help they would have to stop making these stupid, half-assed attempts to get rid of Vegeta. He had already survived the destruction of one bond; he had actually managed to resist it enough to kill Frieza. If he did it once, he could do it again. It would send the bastard over the edge. All they could be sure of accomplishing was pissing the asshole off – practically guaranteeing the completion of the prophecy.

My method was better. Once the Kais had explained how Saiyan bonds worked I saw the glaring weakness that would eliminate Vegeta permanently. Granted, it was rather ruthless, but if they wanted to be safe, sacrifices had to be made. After the mess the Osekkai had made in Vegeta-sei’s past, and their stupid stunt to lose the Saiyans in time, I had told King Kai to just wait. The Kais knew they had met with some village witch. Odds were good they had learned the procedure for mating. All we had to do was to wait for that to happen; then I would use the abilities the Kais had given me take advantage of their weakness.

::You are prepared to go through with this?::

“I said I would, didn’t I? You just better keep your side of the bargain.”

::Haven’t we kept our word so far, Krillin?::

I scowled. The Osekkai had promised Eighteen wouldn’t remember any of today. I hoped he was right, because if she did, she would never forgive me. But it wasn’t really my fault – she tried to stop me. I warned her, but she tried to interfere.

Eighteen refused to understand. I tried for months to get through to her. Over and over I explained I was doing this for her; protecting her from the danger caused by the Saiyans on Earth. She thought I was sick or something – trying to drag me to some doctor.

I don’t get why she got so upset at me. All I did was tell her what the Kais wanted. She got so angry, even threatening to stop me and warn them. I couldn’t let her do that. She was already dialing the phone, planning on warning them. I think I surprised her with my strength and speed; I did my best to make it fast and painless. After this is all over I’ll teleport to Namek and wish her back; with the Osekkai’s help she will see I was right. Earth will be safe. She’ll finally appreciate what I did for everyone and we’ll be happy again.

I check the locations of everyone’s kis and nod to myself with satisfaction. For the first time in over a week they are away from each other.

“It’s time.”

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I reappear close to the Namek, not bothering to hide my presence. He doesn’t know what I am capable of yet, but he will soon.

He must be in the middle of training – he isn’t wearing his cape and turban and his shirt is lying on the ground. Piccolo looks at me warily.

“What do you want?” he grumbles. I swear, I don’t think I have ever seen Piccolo glad to see anyone. “We’re--”

“I’m not allowed to visit my friend?” I interrupt, smirking, unable to totally hide the venom in my voice. He had chosen to side with and help the Saiyans – he wasn’t my friend anymore.

“Of course you are,” he said cautiously, “If that is what you want.”

“If I didn’t know better I would say you didn’t trust me,” I said, crossing my arms and smiling at him confidently, “What’s the matter, Piccolo? Worried?”

He scowled, “I’m not--”

I laughed, interrupting him. There really wasn’t any point in concealing it anymore. Once I make my first move, there’s no more hiding – no one can stop me. “You should be.”

He looked at me warily and gradually began adjusting his stance. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

I narrowed my eyes and studied him. I almost regret needing to do this. We used to be friends, but he chose to side with the Saiyans. “Why are you helping him, Piccolo? You died because of him. How can you forgive that?”

He hesitated a moment before answering. “Are you talking about Vegeta?”

“Who do you think I’m talking about?” I snap. “He has to be stopped before the Kais are destroyed. I’m not going to sit by and let that homicidal bastard kill our friends.”

The Namek growled. “They’re just using you.”

“No one is using me. I’m helping the Kais by choice – they aren’t forcing me to do anything I don’t want to do.”

“Vegeta’s our friend. We’re not going to let you hurt him.”

I shook my head, a deadly charge of ki glowing in my hand in an instant, “You aren’t going to be around to stop me.”

Piccolo’s ki started to climb in response, but I wasn’t going to give him a chance. I have too small a time window to play with him. He managed to get off a blast at me, but I batted it away effortlessly.

“That’s not going to do you any good, Piccolo,” I smirked at his stunned expression, as I fired a spitting ball of ki at him. The Namek’s eyes widened and he prepared to block it, but I knew it wouldn’t do him any good. He would never be strong enough to defeat the power of a Kai. “You’ll try to save the Saiyans – and I’m afraid I can’t let you do that.”

The Namek grunted in pain as my blast threw him backward. I didn’t relent even as he collapsed to the ground, gasping in pain. I stood over my defeated opponent and stared into his horrified black eyes.

“Don’t you understand Piccolo? The Kais are helping me. Nothing can stop me.”

I released another bolt, blasting the Namek’s body into dust.

TBC