Vegeta got washed up, and decided to take a nap. He too had been drained of a lot of his energy. At the moment, he was having a nightmare. The same that he always had now. He hated having to watch Goku being murdered by that shadow monster. He hated the fact even more so, that he was unable to help her.
He tossed and turned in his sleep restlessly. Finally, he woke up, he couldn't take it any longer. This dream was torment. Though, he could do nothing to help it. He restlessly rose up out of bed, and began to walk toward Goku's room. He stopped near the kitchen when he heard a voice he recognized as Krillin say, "So, now what are we going to do? How are we going to find android 20?"
"Yeah you guys, he doesn't have a readable power level, and he seems to be bent on killing Goku," said Yamcha.
Vegeta glared daggers through the wall at the sound of his voice. He had seen the way Yamcha had been staring at Goku, and he didn't like it. He recognized that stare, it was of lust. He would not let him touch her! Yamcha would surely die at his hands before he even got near to her, he would make sure of that!
He walked passed the kitchen, and into Goku's room, closing the door softly behind him. He was still unaware of why he chose to go there. He wanted to see her though. After that dream again, he had to see that it was a lie once more.
The window was wide open, and the huge crescent shaped moon reflected its luminous creamy colors on Goku's delicate features. Vegeta smiled softly, and walked closer to her, choosing to sit on the right edge of her bed. He gazed down at her soft face, and stroked her cheek with his hand gently.
The touch caused Goku to drift out of her sleep, and open her weary onyx eyes. She jerked upright when she noticed Vegeta staring down on her, and managed to hide the pain it caused her broken body.
Goku and Vegeta's faces were now mere inches apart. She could feel his warm calm breaths wisping against her lips, and he felt hers. Both of their eyes locked with each other's for what felt like eternity. Slowly Goku could see his face inch closer, and closer.
"What are you doing in here?" she asked him, her eyebrows ruffling together.
"I don't know," answered Vegeta truthfully. "I suppose I just need to see how I feel about something."
Goku began to back away from him, beginning to think that he may be delirious. But he firmly wrapped his arms around her, and pushed her closer to him. He almost shyly brushed his lips against her own like soft feathers, wanting to taste her, but unsure of if he really should. Goku's body quivered, she was nervous, but not at all scared. She was curious of his intentions, and how far he would go.
He pulled her closer to him, and smashed his lips against her's, breaking the barrier of tension that had gathered up between them. He prolonged the kiss even more so. He began to slip his tongue into her mouth, and play with her own.
He gently slid the sleeves off of the shirt she was wearing down her shoulders. Suddenly, Goku's eyes opened up wide with surprise, she had no idea he was intending to go this far! He was going to take off her clothes! She frantically jerked away, but Vegeta's grasp was too tight on her. The more she struggled, the tighter he would clasp on, and the closer he would crush her against him.
She dug her fingers into his arms roughly in defiance, and turned her head away from his own. "Vegeta… stop…" she mumbled, not fully meaning her words at all.
"No," he answered back curtly, "I've made up my mind."
"Wha-what? What do you mean? What have you made up your mind about?" questioned Goku, completely confused.
"You're mine, Kakarrot!" Vegeta muttered into her ear, kissing it gently afterward.
He let one of his hands free from her, making sure the other was still securely holding onto her. He cupped her chin in the palm of his free hand, and pulled her lips back toward his own.
"I said stop it!" she hissed, jerking her head away once more, and trying once again to wriggle free from his grasp. "I'm not yours, Vegeta. I'm my own person!"
Vegeta smiled, realizing she was playing hard to get, but he certainly could tell she was enjoying it. He ignored her turned head, and took the opportunity to kiss her neck. Soon, he began to get impatient of her abstinence, and began to roughly rip her shirt off, determined to win her affection.
Goku only dug her fingernails into his arms furthermore in a pathetic attempt to free herself once again, but Vegeta ignored her and continued to trail his lips down her neck and onto her chest.
Goku began to lessen the grip she had on him, and was actually beginning to enjoy what Vegeta was doing to her. He was bringing her way more pleasure than she had ever imagined could be possible, and he hadn't even had to do much to achieve it.
She couldn't lie to herself that she didn't want that pleasure from him, but a nagging voice in the back of her mind was telling her to stop what she was doing. She was supposed to be a man. She'd been born that way, hadn't she? Wasn't that what the Kais had wanted? She had never been attracted to Vegeta before the accident. All of these new feelings were so confusing, and she felt in her heart that they were wrong. She was taken. She had a wife. She couldn't do this! No, I can't let this happen! her mind screamed, Though, my body won't respond, it's too weak! He's too strong for me to break away!
Goku removed her fingernails from Vegeta's arms. She cupped his head in her hands, and made him face her. Goku gently slid her small slender hands down his back, against his skin, and heard him let out a moan of pleasure.
She could see it in his eyes. He truly wanted her more than anything else. This wasn't just lust, it couldn't be! He was willing to give up his pride for her!
I'm so sorry Vegeta. I do have feelings for you too, but I can't, it's wrong, she thought.
She moved her lips up to his, and kissed him lightly. She's teasing me, thought Vegeta. Goku opened her eyes, and saw that his were closed. She could feel that his grip had slackened. He was more comfortable now that he thought she wasn't trying to escape anymore.
I'm so sorry, Vegeta, she thought dismally, so sorry…
She shoved him away when he least expected it, and ran as fast as she could out of the room. Vegeta gazed down at his hands awkwardly. She had conned him into thinking she was going to give herself to him! He was now certain this was not the same Goku he had known before the accident. No, the other Goku couldn't have been as cunning as she was.
"You think you've won, Kakarrot," whispered Vegeta solemnly, "You're wrong. I haven't even warmed up yet!"