In Your Dreams: Chapter 18

Goku watched with a miserable expression on his face as one of the many doctors in the lab wrapped his hands in bandages. He hadn't realized how badly he'd injured himself during his earlier stunt, but several of his wounds had required stitches. The Saiyajin hadn't been happy about having a needle threaded through his skin, and it had taken three people to hold him down, but it was over now.

Vegeta's injuries had been more numerous, but not as serious. The older man had refused any medical attention for himself, but had insisted that Goku get assistance when he'd seen the bloody cuts that marred his hands and lower arms. The younger Saiyajin had been a little resentful, but he understood the need in the long run.

Now Goku was more concerned about what would happen next. He knew what Dr. Villa had planned, but he wasn't sure if it was merely an empty threat to spur Vegeta into cooperating, or if he'd been serious about letting a human male 'breed' with him. The very thought sent chills down his spine.

''Alright,'' the grey-haired man in front of him said as he secured the last of the bandages. ''No more fighting and use your hands a little as possible in the next week to insure you don't tear the stitches.''

Goku frowned when the man moved aside and two guards approached instead. He slid off the exam table when they gestured for him to do so and he followed along quietly when he was directed out of the room. The younger Saiyajin had been expecting to return to his cell, so he was confused when instead he was taken to another exam room.

''Sit there.'' one of the guards said as he pointed to the bed that sat in the middle of the small space. Goku watched as the two men exited through the door, leaving him alone. With a shrug, the Saiyajin bypassed the bed and instead began to shift through the drawers built into the counter on the back wall. He winced as he gripped the handles with his sore hands and pushed aside useless objects such as cotton and wooden tongue depressors. He was hoping to find more weapons he could sneak back into his cell, but he wasn't having any luck.

''We've already removed anything potentially dangerous in your hands. You're wasting your time.''

Goku sucked in a breath and spun around in surprise. He hadn't even heard Dr. Villa or the two male nurses that accompanied him enter.

Villa smiled and patted the bed. ''Let's make this nice and easy, ok? No fighting. Now come have a seat.''

The Saiyajin eyed the man suspiciously as his tail thrashed back and forth behind him like a snake waiting to strike. The black fur stood on end, making his uneasy mood obvious. Goku's eyes moved between the three men as he slowly moved toward the bed and sat on the edge. It would be easier to just cooperate at the moment rather than fight a losing battle.

''Ahh, there's a good boy.''

Goku wrinkled his nose at being crooned at like a dog. The stupid man always did that to him and he was more than tired of it.

Dr. Villa moved forward and placed his hands on either side of Goku, grinning when the younger man obviously tensed. ''So Vegeta didn't breed with you. That's a shame, isn't it? I must admit, I was baffled at first as to why an alpha male would refuse a seemingly prime choice mate... But then I thought, well, perhaps he sensed something was wrong with you.''

Goku's expression became one of confusion, and he tilted his head to the side slightly as he thought about that. There was nothing wrong with him, was there? Vegeta just hadn't wanted to get him pregnant.

Dr. Villa hid a smile when he saw the conflicting thoughts cross over the other's face. ''Yes, you know, some animals can sense weakness or illness in a potential mate and they will reject them because of it. Sometimes an alpha simply feels that the submissive isn't worthy of carrying their genes. I understand Vegeta descends from royalty, while you were only considered a third class among your people. Though Vegeta seems protective of you, I feel he's rejected you as a potential mate due to your polluted blood.''

Goku flinched at the stinging words. Though he tried not to let it bother him, the older Saiyajin had always gone out of his way to express his distaste for his ancestry. Vegeta loved to call him a 'third class baka' and a 'low level soldier', and the pure disgust Goku had heard in his voice and seen in his eyes all those years had taken its' toll. He may have just laughed it off at the time, but the man's words had hurt.

Dr. Villa's eyes danced with mischief as he watched the Saiyajin's shoulders visibly slump and his tail still and droop behind him. Yes, this was working perfectly.

''You seem upset. I was under the impression that you did not want to mate with Vegeta. Was I wrong?''

Goku could feel his face burning red as he ducked his head in order to hide his eyes from the other. He was confused. He'd never really thought about a more intimate relationship with the prince until recently, during the two months they'd spent together prior to his recapture. There had been moments when Goku found himself seeking the older Saiyajin out for his company and sometimes even his touch. He'd become increasingly drawn to Vegeta, and found that he had even begun to develop stronger feelings for him. And even today while he'd been drugged and the older man had helped him through his heat, he'd wanted it; and not simply because of the drug's effects.

But now there was a chance Vegeta had rejected the thought of having him carry his child? Was he really so disgusted by him? The very thought of this being true sent a wave of despair so intense through Goku he thought he might burst into tears.

Dr. Villa hummed as if he'd discovered a huge secret. ''So you do want to mate with him, hm? Well, what if I told you I'd give you one more opportunity before I attempt to breed you with a human?''

Goku looked up at the smiling man. He didn't trust him at all, but he was curious as to what he was getting at.

''I'll give you more time with Vegeta. No drugs this time, just you and him. If you'd rather mate with him than a human, then you have until tomorrow morning to entice him into impregnating you. If you fail, my plans continue without Vegeta.''

Dr. Villa nodded to the two male nurses who had stood quietly in the background up until this point. ''Men, take him back to his cell.''

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Bulma's brow furrowed as she marked off another piece of the map she'd brought with her. Each time the boys returned with their progress reports, she'd X off the places they'd checked in order to narrow down their search.

Unfortunately, their progress was slow, and as night to approached the temperature was dropping and the wind was picking up. It looked like a blizzard might be moving in, and that was bad news. If the lab was here, the entrance could be covered under several feet of snow if a storm were to hit, concealing its' location from their eyes. Bulma had given everyone a device that detected metal in order to help with the search, but she wasn't sure if her invention would function properly in such frigid conditions.

The blue-haired woman gasped as the door suddenly flew open and a freezing blast of wind hit her. Gohan and Trunks rushed inside a second later and slammed the door shut as they shook off the snow that had accumulated on their clothes. Nineteen minutes had already passed since their last visit.

''Any luck?'' she asked hopefully.

Gohan shook his head as he rubbed his frozen hands together. ''No. The weather is getting worse and we're losing sunlight. It might be wise to call it off for tonight and begin again tomorrow.''

Trunks, who was a little less rational than his older friend, rejected the proposal. ''No way! I'm not stopping until I find them!''

The older demi-Saiyajin rolled his eyes. ''Don't be hasty, Trunks. If you stay out all night you're likely to miss things as you become more fatigued. How would you feel if Bulma marked off a spot you'd checked and you'd missed the lab? We'd never find them then.''

Trunks looked as if he were ready to argue some more, but the door behind them was once again flung open and another blast of icy wind blew into the vehicle, along with Goten and Piccolo.

The Namekian's skin was taking on a more bluish hue than green, while Goten had turned bright red from the stinging air.

Bulma looked at them for some news, but she sighed when they both shook their heads. They'd found nothing.

''Alright. Gohan and I were just discussing calling off the search until morning. The weather is just getting too bad out there. You won't be able to see a thing once the sun sets.''

As predicted, Goten opened his mouth to argue, but Trunks cut him off before he could begin. ''Don't bother. We're outnumbered.''

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After he was brought back to the cell Goku stood by the table and stared at the floor, feeling rather awkward in Vegeta's presence. The older man had been lying on the bed when he'd entered, but he'd sat up as soon as he'd seen him.

The prince raised an eyebrow at the other's strange behavior. ''Kakarotto? Did they hurt you?''

Goku forced a smile as he looked up and shook his head. A blush had settled onto his cheeks when he made eye contact with the other Saiyajin.

Vegeta was no less baffled, and he soon found himself becoming angry. ''What the hell is there to smile about, idiot?! You're about to get fucked by some human! Are you happy about carrying his bastard child?!''

The smile immediately fell from Goku's lips and he felt his heart constrict at the harsh words, but that feeling was quickly replaced by a sense of rage. Angry tears filled his eyes as he balled his hands into fists and stormed over to the other man. Vegeta hadn't been looking at him, so he was unprepared for the fist that smashed him across the face. He was knocked backward into the bed from the impact, and he grunted as Goku pounced on top of him and began to pummel him.

The prince had been in shock from the sudden attack, but the sight of red blood staining through the other Saiyajin's bandaged hands snapped him out of his stupor, and he quickly caught Goku's wrists.

''Kakarotto, stop! You're only hurting yourself, baka!''

The younger man struggled to pull his arms free, but he snorted upon observing the fresh flow of blood that trickled from Vegeta's nose. He was hurting more than himself it seemed.

The prince kept his firm hold on Goku until the younger Saiyajin stopped fighting him. He watched as the man on top of him finally went limp in his grasp and settled more firmly on top of him. The other's chest visibly contracted with each deep breath he took through his mouth and his hands remained balled into tight fists.

Vegeta loosened his grip a little and sat up, causing Goku to slide off his stomach and into his lap instead. Large dark eyes had focused on the sheets below him and the prince found himself unable to read the other man's expression.

The prince was just about to question Goku about his actions when the younger man suddenly leaned forward and pressed his lips to his own. Vegeta sharply inhaled through his nose and lost his grip on the other Saiyajin's wrists in his surprise. Goku quickly took advantage of the situation and wrapped his arms tightly around the prince's neck as he deepened the kiss. He leaned forward in order to push the other man into his back again. His tail waved back and forth in the air when Vegeta didn't resist, but his excitement didn't last long.

The older man suddenly growled and wrapped his hands around Goku's biceps, tearing the younger man back and away from himself. He held the flushed Saiyajin at an arm's length and took a couple deep breaths in order to compose himself before he continued.

''What the hell was that?! Did they drug you again?''

Goku glared down at the older man before shaking his head no and he tried unsuccessfully to squirm out of the prince's hold.

Vegeta studied the other carefully before determining that he wasn't under the influence of any drugs. His eyes weren't clouded and hazy as they had been before and he wasn't breaking out in a cold sweat. The prince pushed himself up and gently pushed the younger Saiyajin off of him. He caught a brief flicker of panic on the other's face before it was replaced with what looked like frustration.

Goku quickly composed himself after being rejected by the older man again and continued his attempts to win over the prince. He would prove he was good enough to carry his child! He refused to allow another man to touch him!

Vegeta's eyes widened slightly when Goku shot him an angry look and growled, but rather than attack him again, the younger Saiyajin untied the sash around his waist and shrugged off his shirt. With the clothing out of the way, Kakarotto's scent became much stronger, and Vegeta could feel his nostrils flare as that sweet scent swept over him, stirring something primal inside of him.

He snorted to clear his senses. ''Kakarotto! Stop thi-omph!''

Goku pounced before Vegeta could finish his sentence, and the prince once again found himself beneath a now purring Saiyajin. The younger man almost desperately licked and nipped his way down the other's neck and he ran his hands across the clothed body below his own. He could smell Vegeta's arousal, and he was sure that if he stimulated him enough, he could get the prince to mate with him. Before he could get any further, however, he found himself roughly shoved back and he tumbled to the floor.

Goku sat there wide-eyed and bewildered for only a moment before raising his gaze to the other Saiyajin still on the bed. He almost wished he hadn't when he met those fiery eyes though, and his own eyes filled with tears when it became apparent that Vegeta really did NOT want him. He looked too angry with him at the moment, and now he wished he hadn't pushed so hard.

Vegeta stared down at the other Saiyajin on the floor, furious at whoever had put Kakarotto up to this. Obviously there had been some sort of threat or the younger man would have never been so forceful. No, he wanted Kakarotto of his own free will, not as a result of a proposition or threat.

The prince's frown deepened when black eyes full of unshed tears rose to meet his own, and he couldn't help but wonder why the younger Saiyajin's body language looked so defeated. He would have thought Goku would have been relieved he'd pushed him away, but that didn't seem to be the case.

Vegeta watched as the other's breath hitched before he pulled himself up off the floor and trudged across the room to the table there. Goku quietly sat down in the chair facing away from him and buried his face in his folded arms. The prince watched as the younger man's shoulders shuddered every few moments, and his eyes widened when he realized the other was actually crying.

Vegeta quickly stood and crossed the room. He hesitated for only a moment before he placed his hand on the other's back. ''Kakarotto?''

Goku immediately jerked forward in order to shrug the hand off his back and he lifted his head and turned just enough to glare over his shoulder at the other Saiyajin. In that moment he wanted nothing more than to beat the older man into a pulp for thinking he was so much better than he was, but the second he saw Vegeta's confused expression, he felt his anger melt away.

''Kakarotto, I don't understand.''

Goku hesitated before he slowly reached forward and took the older man's hand. He pressed Vegeta palm to his stomach and looked up at him with a hopeful expression.

''You WANT me to impregnate you?''

Though a blush spread over his cheeks at the question, Goku nodded, tightening his grip on the other Saiyajin's hand. Vegeta seemed to ponder something for a moment before he knelt on the floor beside the still seated man.

''I know it's either me or a human, but do you really want this, Kakarotto. I mean, really want this?''

The younger Saiyajin knew the prince was asking him a much more meaningful question with a much simpler question; and though he wouldn't have wanted this so soon if left to his own devices, he felt deep down that eventually, yes, he would want to be with Vegeta in this way.

He smiled and nodded.

To be continue...