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Vegeta was on his own. He had been training for quite a while, hammering ki-blasts into the ground and the surrounding rocks while flying high speed across a part of Beerus' planet he hadn't seen before. It was like a small North Pole with snow-covered hills, mountains with glaciers and in between a huge frozen lake. He didn't feel cold because of his fast movements, but puffs of breath were visible when he exhaled, and a fresh breeze tugged at his black hair. The prince enjoyed his time alone. Beerus and Whis had left the planet to visit Whis' sister for some days, and Kakarotto was training on the other side of the planet.
He stopped for a moment, panting heavily, and let fresh ki light up and sparkle in his palms, as if to see how much of it was left. 'It's lonely without Kakarotto', his inner voice spoke up and he shook his head in denial: „No, it's good to train alone once in a while!“ To prove his point, he sent a ki-blast into a rock, that took of its top as if a razor had cut through.
'But it would be more fun with him around', the voice tried again, 'he makes me smile... He makes me happy.' „Shut up!“ he demanded and started to fly forward again. The large surface of the lake came into sight. A thick layer of ice was covering it and it glistened beautifully in the sunlight. Vegeta didn't really notice it, but soon he was using the ice sheet as a new training ground, hammering his ki into the hard surface to make it burst or sliding across the ice to get momentum for attacking the hills and mountains enclosing the lake.
The training went on and on, and he didn't notice how he got tired. It was too much fun letting go and releasing all that energy without holding back.
But his mind was distracted. He missed Kakarotto and didn't want to admit it. How could he already miss him, when they had seen each other in the morning, only hours ago?
Instead he kept pushing his body further over the edge. Meanwhile his hair was flashing blue and his attacks had gotten even wilder.
Vegeta didn't even notice how the sun began to set and how it grew much colder by the minute. Then, all of a sudden, he barely had enough energy left to fly and had to turn back to his normal shape. The blue shine disappeared and he looked around the dawning landscape. „That late already? When did that happen?“ …
'I should return to Beerus' place and eat something', his inner voice spoke up again, 'Kakarotto will be worried if I return so late.' „Tchk, let him worry! He knows I am training!“ he answered, „I can do what I want! I don't need him and I am not finished yet!“ With these words, he resumed firing balls of energy into the ice sheet of the lake, which cracked and broke up. It was a lovely sound, like crushing bones and snapping necks, he told his inner voice, even though they both knew, the days he had liked to kill people were long gone.
Kakarotto had changed him, he mused, by simply offering him first his mercy, then his friendship and later...even more? Was there more to it?
Suddenly, the last bit of energy left him and he fell into the ice cold water below.
A shock went through Vegetas body before he could try to re-float himself and escape the icy liquid. The water seemed heavy like a blanket made of lead. It pulled him down.
Vegeta gasped and tried to stay at the surface. Where did all his energy go? Did he really use it all up? But it was no use, he couldn't turn into a supersaiyajin anymore, couldn't destroy more ice with ki-blasts to swim to the shore. - He could barely keep his head above water.
Desperately, he clang to the frame of the ice hole in which he had fallen and panted heavily. Slowly, panic started to rise inside of him, while the frosty lake started to take away his body heat. Starting at his feet treading the water, it crawled up and trickled into his veins, making his blood flow slower. His fingers grew numb.
„Kuso!“ Vegeta started to shiver and forced his fingers to grab the ice frame even harder. He was glad he was wearing his gloves, but they barely helped against this situation. Once he lost hold of the ice and submerged for a second, before he was able to grab the thick layer again and get his head out. He coughed up some water, his heart racing from the shock and the coldness.
What should he do? The helpless feeling was almost more uncomfortable than the cold itself.
Vegeta felt growing more tired by the minute.
He was ready to accept help from Kakarotto now, and they had a secret signal, that could inform the other, when one of them was in danger. But that signal was to let the own ki flash up rapidly two times and he hadn't anything left to flash up.
In the end he closed his tired eyes and tried to reach Kakarotto with his mind. Vegeta knew he wasn't able to do this, but there was nothing else left to try, so he called out to him in his mind. 'That way I can at least die thinking of him', his inner voice said and he didn't protest this time. Darkness floated up from the water into his paralyzed limbs and sank down on him from the dawning sky. „No“, he whispered. He hated the darkness even more than the cold.
His fingers started to loosen their grip and he felt too tired to force them around the ice frame again.
Just when the tiredness overpowered him and caused his eyes to shut and his hands to let go, he felt a flash of energy appear in the distance. It was Kakarottos ki approaching.
'How did he find me?' his inner voice asked weakly, but he didn't know the answer and was too tired to respond. Vegeta felt himself sink deeper under water, felt how the cold wrapped around him and how his body somehow welcomed it now, but he barely felt Kakarottos arms grabbing him and pulling him out again. He got a glimpse of the golden Supersaiyajin aura above him, then he passed out.
„Vegeta! Vegeta! Wake up!“ Goku violently shook the unconscious Vegeta in his arms but he didn't react. His skin was as pale as the ice sheet of the lake he had fallen into, and his lips looked purple. He was ice cold and Goku sped back to Beerus' home, carrying Vegeta like a precious delivery. „I need to warm him up“, he thought, „Why did he even have to go training on his own?“
He had been expecting Vegeta to return at the latest when the sun was setting, so they could have dinner together. Beerus had prepared a long table with all kinds of food for them, but he had waited in vain until he had been hungry enough to eat the whole plate on his own. Finally a bad feeling had risen in his chest. It wasn't like Vegeta to be late for dinner - or any other meal. Goku had started to fly crisscross around the planet to search for Vegeta, when all of a sudden, a desperate call of his name, his real name, had cut through his thoughts. 'Kakarotto!' He had heard Vegetas voice loud and clear in his mind, and somehow he had immediately known where the call had come from: A frozen lake appeared in his subconscious and he had sped towards the northern region of Beerus' planet. He had found Vegeta just in time. From afar he had seen him sink underwater, below the ice sheet of a lake.
Now his clothes were soaked and dripping from pulling Vegeta out of the water, but he wasn't nearly as cold as the prince felt. 'He must've been immersed for quite some time.'
„Vegeta..“ he tried again but there was still no reaction. „Almost there, don't worry“, he muttered anyway, more to calm himself than Vegeta.
Finally they reached Beerus' home. „Yosh...bathroom...Hot bathtub...That will warm you up... it has to...“ He raced to the bathroom, went in and opened the tap. Soon, steaming hot water was flowing into the bathtub. While it was filling, Goku held Vegeta pressed to his chest, trying to warm his body at least a bit.
„Vegeta, how did that happen?“ he asked, nuzzling the pale face with his own cheek.
Vegetas blue lips were trembling, he muttered incomprehensible stuff and every time his eyes opened, the lids only lifted halfway and his pupils rolled upwards, without focusing on Goku or anything else. The younger Saiyajin was beyond worried now, he placed Vegeta on the ground in front of the bathtub, so his back could lean against it, and started to strip him.
The armor went first, then the gloves and boots. There was no protest. Vegetas eyes were mere slits and his pupils stared into nothingness.
Goku struggled with the jumpsuit, because it was already tight when dry, but soaked as it was, it sat even tighter. In the end he literally ripped it off, which got him the first real reaction of Vegeta since his rescue. „Da me Kakarotto“, he whispered and the shaking fingers of his right hand moved up some centimeters as if to grab Gokus hand. Goku took the shaking hand into his and squeezed tightly. „Don't worry! Almost done.“
He tried to avoid staring at the now naked body in front of him but it was hard. Being in love with Vegeta for years, he had suppressed most of his feelings too long for his taste. Now his own body reacted with deep desire, craving for Vegeta like a starving man craved for food.
The tub had finally filled with hot water and Goku carefully lifted the prince into it.
For a moment, the eyes of the older Saiyajin went wide, so he thought this was a good sign: That Vegeta was not too numb and still able to feel the sudden warmth on his icy skin.
But soon, those eyes fell shut again.
„Don't sleep!“ he ordered and patted Vegetas cheeks, until his eyes opened once more.
„Kisama“, Vegeta whispered without enough strength to speak up and Goku smiled at him.
“You can sleep later, in bed. Can you feel the hot water?” After some seconds, Vegeta managed to answer: “Not really.... still cold...” His teeth chattered. Goku sighed. He started to rub Vegetas shoulders which were sticking out of the water, and also rubbed his cheeks to try and get some color back into the pale skin.
Vegeta finally looked at him, his pupils now able to focus: “You must enjoy this, seeing me helpless like this.” The younger Saiyajin shook his head: “I'm not enjoying it at all. I'm very worried! You could've died.” 'And I couldn't live without you', his mind added, at which he blushed and looked down.
He was kneeling next to the bathtub for several more minutes until the water grew much colder and it was him who started to freeze now. Then he helped Vegeta get out.
The prince was still weak and shaking and allowed Goku to dry him with a towel.
Hands holding Gokus shoulders for support, he obviously tried to avoid watching the younger Saiyajin rub his wet skin, but when Goku touched his penis for a moment, he blushed and bit his lip.
'I'll kill him', he thought, battling with his pride, 'how can he do this to me?' But his inner voice answered: 'Cut it out! He is so gentle and caring. He isn't even taking advantage of this situation. And look at his worried face! Kakarotto loves you, you know that!' He knew and his anger subsided. When Goku attempted to lift him up, he slung his arms around his neck and let him carry him to their bedroom, where Goku lowered Vegeta into his bed.
But then, Vegetas tired eyes widened: Kakarotto was stripping himself, and had the nerve to climb into the same bed!
He was still shaking and his skin was still ice cold, yet he tried to back away when Goku wrapped his arms around him. “Are you crazy? Stop!” His weak voice was barely more than a whisper and Kakarotto didn't listen to him. Instead, he pressed his whole body against Vegetas, and it was hot! At least compared to his own ice cold skin.
Vegeta squirmed but soon stopped. The warmth started to trickle through his own body and felt too good to avoid. His limbs, muscles and even his organs responded to it, reacting like junkies in anticipation of their drugs. They needed more of it! He needed more! He couldn't help but moan.
Kakarotto was gently rubbing his back and legs and he moved closer. Closer to that comforting warmth. “Vegeta, try to sleep”, Goku whispered and placed a kiss on his pale forehead. “It'll be okay.” His prince carefully leaned his head against Gokus shoulder.
“So tired...” “I know. Sleep!” “But...too cold...” His teeth still chattered and he tried to get even closer. But they were already pressed together.
Goku smiled and blew his warm breath over Vegetas forehead, then kissed it again. Vegeta stopped his movements and enjoyed the new treatment. He offered Kakarotto his cheek, the other one, his throat, his hands... everything was blown hot air at, then kissed by equally hot lips. Another moan and Goku chuckled. 'Must feel really good for him, if he makes that cute sound everytime I kiss him', he thought and treated one side of Vegetas neck and both shoulders.
Breath – kiss – moan – kiss – moan – breath – kiss – moan. Like some sort of game. The hands clinging to his hips now, were still cold, but no longer icy, he felt. Maybe he could manage to warm up Vegetas entire body that way? He lowered his head and softly blew air at the collar bones. Vegetas oozaru-tail, still damp from the bath, curled around his left leg and the sensation of the soft fur on his skin gave him goosebumps.
His own tail swept across Vegetas chest and caressed his hard nipples out of its own.
Vegetas chest heaved straight away and Goku kissed it, before blowing more hot air to its cool skin while stroking the ribcage on both sides up and down.
Vegeta arched his back and leaned into the touch, into the kisses. 'Is this really happening', he asked himself, 'or am I dreaming?'
His tired but overstimulated senses let him feel all of this particularly strong, yet as if watching his own body through a fogged-up window. As a result, his reactions were slow but heavy. When Kakarotto licked around his navel, he arched up again and moaned a second later. 'Don't show him you enjoy this!' he thought, but his inner voice answered: 'It's already too late. He knows. And it feels amazing! How could I not enjoy this?'
Kakarotto was blowing hot air at his belly muscles, then he moved even lower and Vegeta gasped: “What are you doing? Stop!” Warm hands stroke his sides and upper legs reasuringly, and instead of stopping, hot lips blew hot air at his groin. Vegeta dug his hands into Gokus hair and pulled at it, but when the sensations became almost too much to take, those lips closed around his penis and a hot tongue started licking him.
His prince gave a harsh cry, and Goku smiled. 'Is he regaining his strength? I better try and make this extra nice for him.' He sucked and licked in a steady rhythm, to which Vegeta soon reacted by stalling the squirming and hair-pulling and starting to moan and gasp.
All those sounds in the silence of their bedroom drove Goku crazy. He wanted Vegeta so much, it physically hurt. But he couldn't just take him, when he was defenseless like this. So he held back as good as possible. His top priority was to warm Vegetas body up, he kept telling himself.
When Vegeta came with another cry, he moved up again and took the prince into his arms, hugging him tightly. Fine beads of sweat covered the royal forehead, cheeks, neck and chest. Goku licked off some of them and then kissed Vegeta on the mouth. And did his lips feel hot? They were no longer bluish or icy for sure, and when Vegeta passionately kissed back, and pressed his body firmly against Gokus, his skin was no longer ice cold, it was hot, too.
Goku gave a relieved sigh: “Finally, I warmed you up!” And Vegeta slid his tongue into his mouth, as if to suck up even more warmth.
He fell asleep only a few minutes later, still in Gokus embrace. The younger Saiyajin buried his face in Vegetas hair. “You're mine”, he murmured, and breathed hot air into the black strands one last time. Then he dozed off, totally exhausted and overwhelmed from that strenuous day.
The next morning, a hand caressed his cheek, then tugged at his hair to pull him into a kiss. Goku was still half asleep, still tired, and only slowly kissed back, without even opening his eyes. Vegetas energy felt replenished, strong and bright was it radiating off of him in Gokus mind. “Mmh...you're better”, he mumbled between kisses, “Yokatta.”
Vegeta kissed him again. “Thanks to you. Arigatou.” Another kiss, a tongue caressing his lips. Goku happily opened up and shared a deep kiss with his prince. “Vegeta, do you still plan to train on your own?” he finally asked with a glint in his eyes, looking the nude body up and down. “Baka, I won't.”
Little japanese dictionary:
ki-blast (energy blast)
ki = energy
Kuso = Shit
Yosh = okay
Da me = No/Don't
Kisama = you (very unpolite way) / you bastard
Yokatta = thank goodness
Arigatou = thanks
Baka = idiot