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Same Coin

by: katlynne

Strange things, emotions. Some say love and hate are the flip sides of the same coin. Some say only fools fall in love. Some say that love can move mountains, but hate will blow them up. The saiyans had a saying, you always love the one you hate the most. That was the way it was for Vegeta and Goku. They hated each other, but loved each other at the same time. Sometimes, life wasn't easy or fair.

Vegeta leaned against the GR's central controls, wiping his face with a towel. He knew how he was feeling, the rut was about to hit and he wasn't physically ready for it. Wouldn't matter, Goku would show up and that would be that. They would fuck each other silly, then go their separate ways, until the next year's rut.

Goku had walked out on Chichi. No talking, no yelling, no packing. He just left. Goten and Gohan had searched for him, dragging Piccolo, Trunks and eventually Vegeta into it, but Goku couldn't be found. Personally, Vegeta thought he wasn't even on the planet. With his IT it would be easy to go anywhere he wanted.

A year later, Goku showed up. One minute Vegeta was leaving the GR to find something to eat, not giving Goku or his whereabouts any thought, and the next he was knocked out by a sucker punch to the head. Vegeta came awake later to find two things, Goku's teeth buried in his neck and the big saiyan's cock thrusting in and out of his ass. For an instant, Vegeta wasn't sure what to think, then he realized that even though he wasn't willing, his body wasn't in any pain. As a matter of fact, he was feeling better than he had for months.

Goku had raised his head and growled at him with blood stained lips. "I tried to leave and stay away. I couldn't manage it. So I went to the source and found out what was wrong with me. Damn you, Vegeta. You started my rutting cycle and I was told you were the only one who could fix it."

Vegeta had blinked, trying to think between Goku's thrust that were hammering his sweet spot and driving him to distraction. "What source?"

"Little busy here. I'll tell you later."

After that, Goku had really got down to business. He had pounded Vegeta through two climaxes for each of them, then when Vegeta was sure he couldn't move, Goku had proven how much his strength and stamina had grown.

Goku had sucked Vegeta's cock until he was hard again, then moved over him. With a maneuver Vegeta was sure had to hurt, Goku had dropped down on him. With a howl from both, Goku's ass accepted Vegeta's erection to the hilt. After a short time of adjustment, Vegeta had laid back and watched as Goku rose and fell over him. At the last minute, Goku rolled them over until Vegeta was on top, arching his neck to invite the prince to bite. Vegeta didn't resist the inevitable, just chomped down on Goku's neck at the shoulder and took in the thick blood of another saiyan to complete the mating bond.

For the next week, they had rutted, Vegeta having no idea where they were. Goku let him rest alone, bringing him food and drink when he wanted. They had taken each other with abandon, but Goku never answered Vegeta's questions. Goku rarely even talked, something Vegeta thought was impossible. At the end of that time, Goku had handed Vegeta some clothes, a set of training spandex he'd never seen before, then had IT'ed them back to the GR before vanishing again.

That set the tone for their relationship for the next five years. Nobody else saw or heard from Goku and Vegeta only saw him for a week every year. Vegeta had plenty of questions, but never got any answers and eventually gave up. If Goku wanted him to know, he would tell him, and the big saiyan wasn't talking.

~

Vegeta was jolted back to the present by strong arms wrapping around his waist. Goku nuzzled the side of his face, bringing up another confusing aspect of the whole mating thing. Though Vegeta could feel Goku's emotions, how he hated Vegeta for triggering his cycle, how he missed his family and friends, and how much he missed his old home, the larger saiyan never was anything but gentle with Vegeta. Goku made sure Vegeta was comfortable when they rutted, made sure he was cared for, but the prince had the feeling that he was the last person Goku wanted to be with.

"It's that time again. Are you ready to go, or do you need to let somebody know you won't be around for a week?" Goku asked.

"No, I can leave now." Vegeta said quietly.

"Good, because I'm not sure how long I can hold on and I'm not starting here. The floor is just too damn cold and hard." Goku growled.

Vegeta smirked. Last year Goku had been late, his control shot. They hadn't made it out of the GR, Goku welding the door shut with a burst of concentrated ki that was impressive in its precision. They had rolled all over the floor in the GR, both taking turns on the bottom and both freezing their asses off as their bodies cooled down. Vegeta didn't want a repeat of that either. One of the reasons why he made sure he was able to leave at short notice.

"Are we leaving the planet?" Vegeta asked before Goku did his IT.

"No. I have a place ready, but it's not fancy."

"That's all we need. Luxury is wasted during the rut."

Goku didn't wait any longer. Placing his fingers to his head, he and Vegeta IT'ed away from CC, appearing before a small cabin in the woods. Vegeta had a few seconds to look around before a growling Goku plowed into him, lifting him over a wide shoulder and into the house. Vegeta didn't plan on Goku stopping short, the air getting knocked out of him as he was dropped to the floor.

"What the...?" Vegeta growled, but stopped when he got a look at Goku's face.

There was nothing of the old, happy Goku in that face. What was standing there was pure feral saiyan warrior, a very pissed off saiyan warrior. Taking a quick glance around, Vegeta figured out the reason. Standing on the other side of the cabin was Gohan, and he didn't look happy to see either of them.

"Just what I was going to ask, Vegeta." Gohan sneered. "I found this place and wondered what was going on. I came in and found this... I don't know what it is. I never saw a place that had mattresses covering the floor and walls before. It almost looks like one of those places they put crazy people in the movies."

Goku's growling dropped an octave and Vegeta knew he had to get the demi-saiyan out of there before there was bloodshed, all of it Gohan's. "Look, just leave for now. I'll explain next week what's going on."

Vegeta tried to get up, but Goku shoved him back down. Vegeta was getting pissed off himself, but knew he couldn't let it show. Grabbing Goku's legs, he toppled the big saiyan to the floor and jumped on top of him. Goku fought him, growling and biting the whole time. Vegeta spared a glance at Gohan, then bit into Goku's shoulder. Gohan made some gagging, choking noises, but Vegeta didn't have time to worry over his sensibilities. Goku arched off the floor and howled as he came in his pants, the pleasure of his mate biting him tossing him head long over the edge.

Feeling Goku slumping back down, Vegeta let go and sat up. With a grimace, he looked over at Gohan and wanted to maim him. The ass was just standing there, staring at them like he had stumbled on a porno being filmed.

"What are you waiting for? Go home." Vegeta snarled.

Gohan blinked, but still didn't move. Vegeta was really starting to worry about what would happen when Goku came out of his stupor and found Gohan still there. The prince was about to forcibly shove Gohan out the door when he found himself flying into the far wall. Goku powered off the floor, shifting through the levels of super saiyan so he could take out the intruder.

'Damn! He recovered way too fast. He wasn't lying when he said his control was shot.' Vegeta thought, shaking off the affects of the impact and thankful for Goku's foresight in padding the walls. As he watched, since that was about all he could do, Goku advanced on Gohan who just stood there and stared.

"Damn it, Boy! If you don't move, you're dead. You don't come around rutting saiyans unless you want to die." Vegeta snapped. "Move your ass!"

Gohan finally came out of it, backing up against the wall. Goku kept coming for him, eyes wild and blonde hair flowing to the floor. Vegeta finally remembered why Goku's will power was shot when the rut hit. A thrashing tail beat the air behind Goku, filling the air with saiyan musk. Vegeta felt the scent flow from his nose to his groin, liquid fire starting to run through his blood. Vegeta smirked for a minute. His mate was going to fight for him, was going to rend and maim, was going to kill, and it was turning Vegeta to mush.

Goku grabbed Gohan by the neck and with not much effort, lifted him off the floor. The demi hung there, gasping for air and scrabbling at Goku's wrist to try and break his hold. Vegeta shook his head to clear it and knew he had one slim chance or this wasn't going to turn out good for anybody.

Goku was growling, showing his teeth in an impressive display. Vegeta knew Goku was seconds from breaking Gohan's neck. The time to act was now, so Vegeta did what he had to. With his own growl, Vegeta jumped on Goku's back, pulled his head to the side and bit down again. Blood, thick and rich flowed into Vegeta's mouth and he encouraged the flow with his tongue. Goku howled, his hand flexing for a second around Gohan's throat before dropping the wheezing and coughing demi to the floor. Vegeta could smell Goku's seed, and knew from past experience that he had cum a second time at the sensation of pleasure/pain.

Vegeta closed his eyes, feeling his own release as the flow of blood slowed. With a lick of regret for the pain he had caused, Vegeta let go and slid down to the floor, leaning against Goku's leg. Goku was standing with his hands braced on the wall, head hanging and gulping at air.

"Don't you think you've learned enough?" Vegeta said quietly to Gohan. "Don't say anything, just leave. I won't be able to stop him next time."

Gohan rubbed his throat where the bruises were already starting to show. Nodding his understanding, Gohan slowly crawled past Goku then stumbled to his feet. Without looking back, Gohan left, closing the door quietly behind him.

"Are you... alright?" Goku rasped.

"I will be." Vegeta answered.

"Since when are you the one to rescue people?"

Vegeta shrugged. "I didn't want his blood here."

Goku snorted. "Mating has mellowed you. Used to be you would have watched me kill my son and cheered me as I ate his heart."

Vegeta shrugged again. "What can I say, I'm older and know what I want. Gohan dying would have put a big crimp in your tail. You'd obsess over it and I'd never get laid."

Goku gave a low chuckle. "Always knew you were a slut at heart. Anything as long as you get pleasured."

Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "Listen up, Monkey Boy. You keep talking like that and..."

Goku dropped down and started pulling Vegeta's shirt off, then gave up and with very little effort, split the spandex in two. Vegeta was slightly impressed; it took a hell of a lot to rend spandex like that, with no seams to help. Tossing the remains of Vegeta's shirt into a corner, Goku started on Vegeta's boots, then his pants.

"And?" Goku prompted.

"And I'll just shut up before you start playing rough." Vegeta finished.

Glowing blue eyes narrowed at Vegeta. Goku was still in level three, his tail lashing the air behind him. Vegeta felt Goku's power drop, but he retained his long blond hair and bigger build. How he managed to do that little trick, Vegeta would never know. It was an unspoken rule between them, no talking about saiyan power levels. Goku could and always would be able to get into higher levels of super saiyan, and Vegeta had accepted that.

Goku growled, and that was all the warning Vegeta had. Faster than Vegeta could see, Goku pinned him down and chomped into the scar where Freezea had blasted him on Namek, the one the lizard had killed him with and was always tender. Vegeta howled as his blood flowed freely into Goku's mouth, then panted as the pain started to be overshadowed by the pure pleasure a saiyan feels when bitten by his mate.

"Damn it! I hate you, you know?" Vegeta growled.

Goku sat back on his heels, licking his lips. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sing me another tune. You say you hate me, but your mind and body love me, at least it does for the week we rut."

Vegeta looked down at the ring of teeth marks. "Humph! You do good work."

Goku rolled his eyes, standing up to pull off his clothes and letting Vegeta get a look at his reawakened arousal. "Going to be a long week. I should have brought a gag."

Vegeta snorted. "Just get down here."

Goku dropped to his knees beside Vegeta and reached for him as he searched his discarded clothes. With a smirk, Goku pulled out a large tube of lube and dropped it on Vegeta's stomach.

"How do you do that?" Vegeta asked.

"Do what?"

"Pull things out of your clothes like that. I know there wasn't any bulge to show that was in your pocket."

"Magic pockets. Always have what I need." Goku said absently. "Want to put that to good use before we get down to it, or are you in the mood for rough?"

Vegeta grabbed the lube, opened it and rolled onto his side. Squeezing some out onto his fingers, he went to work, pressing first one finger into his ass, then another. Soon he was grunting as he finger fucked himself with three fingers, brushing over his prostate every once in a while.

"You're getting good at that. Have you been practicing?" Goku asked.

"Bastard." Vegeta panted.

"Royal bitch." Goku answered.

"Brain dead third class."

Goku went for a low blow, waving his tail in Vegeta's face. "Tailless."

Vegeta growled. "I'm going to kill you one of these days."

"Only if you want to kill yourself."

Vegeta thumped his head on the floor, then rolled over and shoved his ass in the air, head on his folded arms. "Come and get it while it's hot."

Goku gave a hoot of laughter, then grabbed Vegeta and set him in his lap. "Not this time." Lifting Vegeta, he slowly lowered him down on his cock. "Go for it."

After that, all talking stopped, the joking went out the window and the only expression of emotions was through the saiyans' bond. Goku let Vegeta fuck himself with his cock for a while, then dumped him on the floor for a proper pounding. Vegeta screeched this time, cuming hard when Goku bit him again. Vegeta's orgasm triggered Goku's and he settled down on Vegeta until his semi-soft rod slipped from the prince's tight hole.

~

They had danced this dance before, one week a year for five years. Still, though the tune changed, the steps didn't. It was always filled with 'I hate you', or 'I love you.' On and on, while they got wilder and wilder. Goku was all power and strength, moving quickly to bring them both pleasure. Vegeta was all subtle fineness, and refined skill, moving slow like honey to build the pleasure to greater heights.

But the last day was the one spent just together. They checked to see if there were any new scars. Tended to bites and bruises gotten during the rut. And they ate. Goku always left in the morning, bringing back some huge monster that he would get from who knows where. Vegeta would build a fire circle and gather wood. They would both start the fire and roast the meat, cutting into it before it was done to savor the nutrient rich blood before it cooked solid.

"Are you staying a while before leaving again?" Vegeta asked.

"What would be the point? So Bulma can poke and prod me? So Chichi can rant and rail at me? So Gohan and Goten can stand there and give me dirty looks of abandonment? Or would it be so my friends can stand around and talk quietly about me while trying not to appear to?"

"Are you going to take me with you?"

"No."

Vegeta sighed. It was the same thing every year. Goku wanted him, but couldn't stand him. He had only himself to blame, and that was the rub. For so many years he had been spouting off on all the virtues of being saiyan, of not relying on anybody, of being strong for strength's sake and not for some puny emotion. That he would kill Goku and be the last saiyan, the strongest. Finally Goku had taken him at his word, he didn't trust Vegeta and let him know it by rejecting him every year.

"I know how to break the bond." Goku said quietly.

Vegeta blinked at the new topic. "And?"

"I'm not going to tell you."

"I have to kill you, right?"

"I told you, you kill me and you kill yourself."

"Damn. Why won't you tell me?"

Goku stood. "Simple. I'm trapped, you're trapped. You started this and, damn it, I'm going to end it. When I'm good and ready." Goku shook his head and the golden hair that had been with them all along, shrank back to black. "There are clothes in the cabin, if you start now, you can fly home by dawn tomorrow. Have fun talking to Gohan and explaining this to him." With that, Goku put his fingers to his head and vanished.

Vegeta pounded the ground, then blasted the last of their dinner to vapor. This was the first time Goku had just left him. Before Goku would IT them back to CC and drop him off, along with a promising good-bye kiss. This was the first time Vegeta really felt his being left behind for the rejection it was. Standing and going into the cabin to get ready to leave, Vegeta wondered how long Goku would punish them for being saiyan.

~

Vegeta got home, not seeing anybody as he slipped into CC and made it to his rooms. He stayed isolated for a month, not eating when anybody was around, not talking to anybody. Gohan came over daily and pounded on the GR's door, or Vegeta's bedroom door, demanding answers to questions the prince didn't want to answer. After a month, Vegeta gave in and set aside a day to tell everybody what had been going on. He let Bulma know and she set up a get together, rounding up all of Goku's family and friends.

Vegeta felt he was being abused, punished because of what had happened and who they were. He knew that being the last two saiyans; the mating and rut would have taken place regardless of either Goku or his wishes. He had hoped that it would hold off until Bulma and Chichi had passed on. It hadn't and Goku was taking it out on him by not being around to face the accusations he knew would come.

"Vegeta?" Bulma called after she knocked on his bedroom door. "Everybody is here."

Vegeta sighed. Bracing himself and putting on his game face, Vegeta opened the door and motioned for Bulma to lead the way. 'Let's get the inquisition over and the execution started.' Vegeta thought. Half way down the stairs he heard a voice he wasn't expecting.

"So I went to find out some answers. I didn't like them, so I did the only thing I could do. I left; I stayed away because I was too dangerous to be around. It was the one thing they didn't think I could handle doing, but I did." Goku was saying to a rapt audience.

"I still don't understand. Who did you go to?" Gohan asked.

"The only source I knew that would have all the answers to what was going on with me." Goku said, spreading his hands. "I went to Hell and talked with the King."

"Elvis?" Goten asked, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"No. Vegeta's father. The King of Saiyans. The one Freezea killed when he tried to rescue Vegeta when he was a child." Goku explained, ruffling Goten's hair.

"Oh my. You mean that white thing that Gohan told me about after he got home from Namek? He took Vegeta when he was a child, away from his family, and held him hostage? Oh! Poor Vegeta. And to think I thought he was a homicidal maniac because he liked it." Chichi wailed.

Goku chuckled. "Honey, I'm sure you can apologize to him and he'll forgive you. He might not say it in so many words, but he'll let it go." Keeping a tight reign on his instincts, Goku made no move to show he was aware of Vegeta's arrival behind him.

Vegeta stood behind Goku with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. He nodded once when Chichi saw him, letting her know he had heard her.

"I'm still not sure I understand." Gohan said.

Goku rolled his eyes. "Look, it's a side affect of the fusion that the Kais didn't know about. Vegeta and I became so compatible that the only thing we could do was mate. The bond was always there, just low level so we didn't act on it."

"And that's all?"

"Not exactly. In a way, the fusion changed my body's chemical make up. Kind of cascaded my saiyan puberty mixed with a chemical imbalance caused by going level three. Added to that the other stuff going on, the battle rage, the blood lust, the blending of Vegeta and my DNA. It made me more saiyan, healed the brain damage and released my baser instincts. I lost control of my temper and became a danger. I couldn't face the thought of hurting Chichi or anybody else, so..."

Bulma blinked and tilted her head, knowing that for sure now that Goku was changed for good. There was no way the old Goku would know what half of those words meant, let alone tie them together to make sense.

"So you left and stayed away. Goku, I understand. I even agree with you." Chichi smiled. "The only thing I don't understand what why Vegeta?"

Goku chuckled. "Other than he was the only other who could have survived it? That was the King's fault. He knew my family and his were very compatible to start with. That was one of the reasons he fudged the records so Raditz ended up one of Vegeta's guards. He wanted to give his son a chance to claim a mate if the worse case scenario happened. King Vegeta never trusted Freezea. He shipped me out as soon as I was born, also to give Vegeta a chance if he didn't bond with Raditz."

"So you're telling us this whole thing was set up by Vegeta's father? I mean, you being sent to Earth as a baby and all?" Gohan asked.

"Yep."

Krillin looked Goku over, then glanced at Vegeta. "When did you get your tail back?" He asked Goku.

"Funny thing that. King Kai said 'If you want to know about saiyans, I guess you can go to Hell and ask them yourself. Only problem, they won't talk to you without a tail.' So he bent me over and just... pulled it out of me." Goku said, rubbing the back of his head.

Vegeta snorted. Unable to put it off any longer, Goku looked over his shoulder at him, curled his tail around Vegeta's leg and pulled him closer until their hips touched. The gang just stared, especially when Goku stuck his nose in Vegeta's hair and sniffed.

"Don't worry, this is normal." Vegeta said. "He's just checking to see if somebody else's scent is on me."

"Vegeta, that is not normal for my Dad." Gohan sputtered.

Vegeta smirked wider. "It is if the saiyan in question is the dominate of the pair."

Goku nipped at Vegeta's neck before standing back up and turning back to his friends and family. "Sorry. Sometimes I can't stop from doing stuff like that. You all know that saiyans have sharper senses than humans. They also have much stronger instincts. That was why I almost killed you, Gohan, when you were at the cabin during rut."

"What? You almost killed our son? Goku! How could you do that?" Chichi cried out.

"Nock off the dramatics, Chichi. Gohan got nosey, was where he wasn't supposed to be and didn't heed the warnings that Vegeta gave him." Goku growled at his former wife. "You can thank Vegeta and his quick thinking for saving his life."

Vegeta's scent so close to the others was setting Goku off, his temper starting to get out of control. He tried to hold on to it, told himself that there wasn't a threat to either of them there. Only problem was he couldn't seem to convince himself of that fact. The truth was, any one of the people in that room was capable of harming Vegeta if he left his guard down. Vegeta glanced at him when he heard Goku start to growl under his breath.

Chichi opened and closed her mouth a few times, looking like a fish. "But... Goku! That's not like you!"

Goku looked at Vegeta. "I told you this would happen. Look at them, they are looking at me like I'm some freak or a really gross science project reject."

Vegeta wasn't sure what he was supposed to do about it. Gohan was staring daggers at Goku. Goten and Trunks seemed fascinated with Goku's tail. Bulma had that look that said 'I'm going to dissect this specimen to see the way it works' and Vegeta knew that didn't bode well. The rest were sort of pulled back and in a huddle, as if they were waiting for the crazy saiyan to attack.

Goku finally sighed. "I tried Vegeta. I can't stay here. I'll be back next year."

Vegeta felt Goku pulling away and could only watch as he walked a short distance away before doing his IT and vanishing. Knowing there wasn't anything he could do, Vegeta turned to go into the complex that housed CC and the Briefs family.

Piccolo stopped him before he could enter the building. "Dende said that Goku has been spending most of his time in Otherworld. That's not good for him, but he doesn't know what else to do. Goku's talked to everybody who could have even a hint on how to deal with his instincts, but none of them have been of much help. Vegeta, you have to get him to stay the next time. If he doesn't, I'm not sure how long he will be able to live."

Vegeta gave Piccolo a sad smile. "Thanks to us, Kakarrot is going to give up his life, or rather, he'll live in limbo, only coming out once a year to keep me sane. I know now what's going on. We're the same coin, just other sides. I lived with death and violence most of my life; he lived in some kind of peace. Now he's taken my nature and given me his. So I'll live in peace and he'll live in death."

"It's because of the fusion? You traded places?" Piccolo asked.

"No. No, even without the fusion we would have become mates sooner or later, thanks to my father. The fusion just made that happen that much sooner, it made us too compatible; we couldn't live without the other. It was Kakarrot's decision to give me a gift of peace."

"There's nothing that can be done?" Gohan asked from behind Vegeta.

"He knows what to do, but won't because he thinks he deserves to be punished. For what, I'm not sure. We don't have long conversations when he's here." Vegeta opened the door and started inside.

"Vegeta?" Chichi called. "Would you come over for dinner some night and explain this to me? I'd... I'd like to be friends with you both, even if I can't be married to Goku."

Vegeta nodded, but didn't bother to say anything. For now, there wasn't anything more to say. With a tired sigh, Vegeta entered his home, wishing things could be different, but knowing that humans being the way they were, Goku would never be accepted here. At least not until the next big threat to Earth and he was needed.

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