This is my first PWP one shot! And since we're so close to one of the best holidays ever, I thought I'd write it!! Lets just say its my little Christmas gift to all who know me and come to this site ^_^ This is AU. Basically its a re-telling of the Saiya-jin Saga... with a few tweaks here and there *laughs evilly* Disclaimer: I own nothing!(except me) All characters belong to respective owners! This is a labour of love=no prophet!! Rating: PG to NC-17 Yaoi!*if you don't like that then what the heck are you doing here? Did you not see the warning page? o.O*  (lemon), a bit of angst *do I ever write anything else?* attempts at humour *I thought I'd try something new* OOCness *sorry! But it can't be helped* and its corny! Why you'd want to read this I'm not sure! But just give it a go and see what you think ^_^ Winged Revenge ==================================================== It was the Night before Christmas It was the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring... or was it? Son Goku sipped quietly on his eggnog whilst the festivities about him continued. He'd never really cared for Christmas but he had to admit, seeing everyone happy and doing their own thing certainly gave him a break from being Son Goku the air head. A sigh escaped him as he watched Gohan chase Dr Briefs cat around the huge, overly decorated tree. In fact it seemed like he and his son lived here at the Capsule Corporation now, ever since Chichi had died in that bizarre frying pan incident, he and the boy had come to this place almost everyday. Really! Bulma should just offer them rooms already. Unbeknownst to the silently suffering man who sat alone in the large Christmassy recreation room, with all the Z senshi getting drunk around him; there was a large slay floating above the domed building in the starry sky. The huge wooden/red varnished mode of transport and its twelve hefty reindeer had been there for a good five minutes since the owner had taken a special interest in the poor, misunderstood man. But just who was this mysterious eaves dropper... why it was non other than jolly old Saint... Winged Revenge? (^_^) The seventeen year old pouted as she listened to the internal monologue that came from a very 'fine' looking man who sat alone; her big brown eyes saddened to discover that he was living a lie. Not many people knew, or particularly cared that beneath that mask of goofy grins and clueless phrases existed a man desperately wanting to be accepted. To be acknowledged for more things than just his strength and good looks. The girl sighed dramatically and leaned into the huge, plush seat. Kami whoever  'used' to own this thing must have had an ass the size of Texas. Frowning she shook her head. The guy was a dumb-ass too! For gods sakes she'd just found this thing parked out in front of a house with no alarm system, no license plate and no clue as to what it was doing there. And so being the moral person that she was, the English teen had taken it upon herself to take the slay to her local police station... until she realised how fun it was to joy-ride in a magic, flying vehicle. However, the explanation of how she came to be there didn't really help the poor ningen. (I'm also human, but in this story I'm telepathic*sighs* If only I was in real life ne?)  The girl raised her eyebrow in thought. That just wasn't right! Surely a man with that kind of power would belong to a species far superior to that of the humans... "Hmm" she mused. This required research. With that thought, the teen tugged on the reins and allowed the magical animals to fly her away to an unknown destination. ============================================================= Meanwhile a fat, elderly man, dressed in red white and black, panted and huffed as he desperately tried to keep up with the floating vessel; his podgy legs and all the years of eating Christmas tarts and drinking booze giving him a MAJOR disadvantage. ============================================================= A couple of miles away, another floating object was gracefully making it way down to the sleepy little planet and made a crater the size of a football field when it oh so carefully landed. The occupant of the large, spherical object immediately existed the singed vehicle and rubbed his head where a rather large bruise had appeared. You would have thought that a space ship that could travel light-years in minutes would have seat belts, or airbags or something! Growling his frustration, the young man levitated from the huge hole, his tail brushing out to fully show his mood as it slashed the air. It was bad enough that he had to come to this mud ball, but getting injured by something that couldn't give him a decent sparring match just made his already hot blood boil. A vein throbbed in his forehead as he rose higher into the sky. The only thing that would make him feel better was pounding the shit out of any one or anything he came in contact with. Vegeta's ears perked up as he spun and looked in an easterly direction. What in the world was that sound? It sounded like... bells, or something like that. Raising an eyebrow, the Prince of all Saiya-jins, (Napa and Radditz) floated with his arms crossed and a bemused expression on his face; what anger he had was now forgotten. ============================================================= Winged Revenge lounged in the big-assed chair. She couldn't sense ki like the Z senshi but there was just something about that man. Perhaps they'd met once, or maybe she'd seen him somewhere... yes that had to be it! But where? Did he live near to her? No! That couldn't be for the fact that these crazy flying beasties had taken her about half way around the world. Maybe he'd been on the TV. at some point... "Oh yeah!!" she cried joyfully. "I know! He saved the Earth from the Grinch! No... that wasn't his name... Piccolo? Fife?" (sorry Piccolo fans) she wondered out loud as she recalled a martial arts tournament she'd seen. ============================================================= The crimson haired Ouji blinked in disbelief as a bunch of bizarre flying animals headed his way. He'd never seen anything like it and the initial shock held him paralysed; his slender form unable to move out of the way and never once did he think to raise his ki. (Yes! The deer get there own back! This is for all the deer ever killed on the road side!!) (Plus I know that wouldn't happen in real life! Vegeta would have probably blasted the slay... but if he did that would be the end of the story... and I couldn't let that happen ^_^ and keep in mind it is AU) ============================================================= "Yeah! Piccolo! I knew that was it!" the teen chuckled before she heard a startled noise come from the reindeer. "Huh?" she gawked as the mammals cried out and hit a figure that floated in front of them. "Oi". A head covered in brown hair poked out from under the snow and two swirling eyes surveyed the moonlit landscape; her body shivering with cold. What the fuck happened? One minute she was up in the air, wondering how to help that man in the Capsule Corporation and the next minute 'doom' down they went. Cringing, the girl stood up on shaky legs and saw that the magical beasts were all alright and seemed to be just as baffled as she was. Brushing off the snow from her fake fur winter coat and blue denim jeans, Winged Revenge took a closer look at the situation. The slay and co were all fine, so was she, then why did they crash? Frowning, her eyes scanned everywhere until they landed on a still, navy blue mass a couple of yards away. Blinking, the ningen quickly ran toward the thing and gasped at what she saw. There, face down in the frozen flakes of ice, was the unconscious figure of a lean yet muscular man with a... tail? (o.O) Carefully she knelt beside the man and turned him over. 'Oh! Hi there hottie' she thought with a bit of a blush, she'd never seen such an attractive man, especially with a tail... although... didn't that Goku guy used to have one? A hentai grin crossed her seemingly innocent face... this was almost to good to be true... ============================================================= "But Son" the blue haired female pleaded, her slight hands clutching onto the large, muscled arm of her best friend. "It isn't even midnight yet! You normally love to stay up so you can unwrap your presents" the woman whined like the six year old spoiled brat she was. The taller man rolled his eyes. Maybe moving into this place wouldn't be such a good idea after all, for although he loved Bulma and her family very much, he wouldn't be able to stand the constant mood swings and screechy shouting. "Look Bulma, its ten thirty, I've been looking after Gohan most of the day and I'm wiped out and... I don't really feel like celebrating" he stated as he walked upstairs. The pale haired woman frowned before all the bubbles from her champagne filled  her nose and made her all jolly. "Okay party pooper" she called before wandering out of the hall and back into the recreation room. Why she'd worried about the tall fighter she'd never know, just so long as he saved the day and made an ass of himself who cared, right? ============================================================= The ebony haired fighter sighed as all the laughing, cheering and carol singing followed him upstairs, the obnoxious sounds only making him even more depressed. How he wished he was as happy as the foolish Son Goku he'd played all these years, back in those days the fact that his friends thought him to be no more than idiot didn't hurt him. Sighing quietly, he walked down yet another corridor until he reached the room his son slept in. Quietly, the warrior opened the door and looked on with a small smile; Gohan was the only thing that made him happy; made life worth living. "Sweet dreams Go-chan" he whispered before closing the white vanished door and looking down the empty dark passage. In a way it symbolised all that he felt. Cold and alone... always alone... no one understood him... and no one cared... ============================================================= Winged Revenge cackled quietly to herself as she surveyed the very good deed she'd done for Christmas. If receiving this gift didn't brighten up the Earths number one hero then nothing would. Then, with a quick nod of approval, she tossed the ridiculous shoulder guard amour into the slay that hovered outside of the window and put the lid back onto a gold marker pen she'd found on the rooms desk. "Not bad" she said aloud whilst adding another bow. "I've truly out done myself this time" the teen chuckled. Hopefully this man would be alright, she'd checked all his vitals a while ago and all she could detect was a large bruise on his forehead, nothing more. Plus, if he was hurt, what better place to take him then Capsule Corp with its thousands of gadgets. 'Well' she thought with a sigh 'I guess that's it... what a shame I can't stay and watch but I couldn't possibly pass up the chance to fly around' she added before jumping out the window. "Okay guys! Lets go!" the young woman called out as each of the reindeer galloped away into the night. ============================================================= An elderly man wheezed and coughed, his round, tubby body doing a very slow, very forced combat crawl across the pavement; that curly beard of snowy white now dirty and covered with bits of used gum. Many would have that this stranger to be no more than a poor drunken old man, trying to find his way home... little did they know that this ancient ningen was the embodiment of their favourite saint.  ============================================================= Sleepy ebony eyes opened slowly to the dark interior of a foreign room, his back laying on soft sheets. "Nani?" he breathed as he tried to sit up, only to find that his thighs, knees, ankles, arms and wrists had been bound together by some red ribbon. The Ouji raised both brows. What kind of mad people lived on this mud ball. Growling, the Saiya-jin attempted to break free of the knotted bows but found that they wouldn't break. No, it couldn't be! Ouji no Vegeta-sei would not be defeated by a few metres of red fabric... and what was with the heat? Kami! Just because the temperatures outside were near freezing didn't mean that they had to be over 1000 indoors. Hissing, he started to writhe within the tight confines, his tail snaking out from underneath him as the friction created by the warm, silky sheets got to him. Gods... he hadn't felt this way since... Vegeta's eyes grew to the size of saucers... "Oh gods" he whispered in mute horror, his auburn length stiffening. He couldn't believe the bad luck that followed him around on this planet. First hitting his head, then getting mowed down by a bizarre type of UFO and now he was being restrained by weak fabric, with a bow tied around the end of his tail and to top it all off... he'd gone into heat!(oh, what perfect timing ^_^ *whistles innocently*) Luckily for him, he'd been on an uninhabited planet during his awakening but now... he wouldn't be so lucky. ============================================================= Goku neared the room he'd been given, his eyes downcast until a very pleasant scent caught his attention. The tall warrior blinked, never once had he smelt something so wonderful... not even food could made him react this way. Slowly licking suddenly dry lips, the young man stepped up the pace and nearly ripped door off its hinges in his haste to find the scents source. The strongest warrior of Earth blinked his slightly clouded eyes. There on his bed lay a lean, exotic looking creature, its slender arms and legs looked to be tied. This bizarre sight caused him to take a deep breath which allowed more of the alluring odour to filter into his already excited system. ============================================================= The Prince gasped for cool air as the heat enveloped him. Kami he wanted to run out and into the cold, he needed to release himself from these tight strings. A whine escaped him, his mind couldn't focus and his ki kept dropping; soon he'd be weaker than the readings his ship had detected from this place earlier. Once again those marvellous Saiya-jin ears picked up something to his left; he wasn't alone. ============================================================= Son Goku quietly closed the door, his movements earning him a surprised noise from the creature on the bed. Then their eyes met and the taller Saiya-jin (although he didn't no he was one) approached the bed so they could analyse each other. ============================================================= Vegeta couldn't believe it, this very attractive being looked remarkably like a Saiya-jin only without a tail and gods... he smelt like one too. But he knew this man was not one of his people, they were dead... killed many years ago thanks to that bastard Frieza who had sent him here in the first place. The Ouji wouldn't be surprised if the cold hearted bastard had set this whole thing up as a form of punishment. For what could be more embarrassing for the untouchable Saiya-jin Prince then being totally defenceless thanks to his 'mating cycle'. That Ice-jin bastard was probably laughing his ass off at the thought of his most rebellious soldier being taken by some back-water commoner. Gods he wanted to scream. Yet these thoughts did nothing to stop the fire, or to distract him from that musky scent that filled his nose. "Um" he purred, his body arching against his will. He didn't want this! He didn't... "Ah!" he cried weakly as a soft, cool finger traced something on his boiling, tight spandex body suit; the slight, slow movements making his whole form tingle. 'Oh gods, don't stop' he thought as his mind melted and his furry length wrapped around the mans strong wrist, ensuring that the male didn't go anywhere. ============================================================= Goku allowed his eyes to roll over the small, shivering creature that struggled weakly on the bed before him, the half moonlight illuminating the man enough that the Earth raised Saiya-jin could see every curve, every muscle and the slow movements of a... tail? 'Good Kami-sama, he has a... I had a... could it be?' he wondered in bewilderment until something else caught his eye; something that he wouldn't have seen without the pale glow of lunar. There, on that tight garment, written in elegant, curly writing were these words: To Son Goku Wishing you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year and the next year and the next! Lots of Love Winged R. P.S. I'm sure you'll take good care of him ^_^ With a blink and a mischievous glint in his coal black eyes, the fighter lowered his right hand and allowed his index finger to trace the gold writing, this obviously pleased the 'present' he'd been given. Then, with a slightly primal growl, the normally gentle male slid onto the bed and on top of the purring creature, his own purr erupting into the air. All he wanted to do was ravage this delightfully smelling being and keep him... 'What the hell are you thinking!!' a rational part of the Saiya-jins clouded mind screamed. However for the most part, the young mans brain had been taken over by the strong pheromones and the wanting whines and pants that came from beneath him. Therefore, the unaffected part of his mind was ruthlessly pushed aside as he tended to the exotic beauty beneath him. Kami he'd never been so hard before, never wanted something so much. ============================================================= Vegeta quivered as the man dressed in a thick sweater and tight jeans slid onto him and looked into his eyes. What he saw unnerved him. There was need, hunger, lust and longing... all looks he'd never received before... never wanted to receive before and yet it just seemed so right. Then, he felt those large, cool hand cup the side of his face and the strangers fingers delicately traced each cheek bone. This wasn't right! Napa told him years ago that when a Saiya-jin went into rut, anyone/thing that came in contact with them would want to rut until unconscious. And yet this male was studying him, taking its time, although Vegeta could distinctly feel the hardness pressed against his thigh. He gulped slightly... maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. ============================================================= This mans skin was so soft, certainly not human and yet so much like his own. What if he wasn't human? Goku felt relief at that thought, it would explain a lot and it would mean that he wasn't a freak. His purr became louder as his nose buried itself in the fur-like hair of his 'present'. Kami that scent seemed so much stronger here and he couldn't get enough of it. Then, feeling a bit more confident and adventurous, Goku moved back down to look the heated being in the eye before pressing their lips together in a chaste kiss. And to his great delight, the male responded and they proceeded to deepen it. Gods it had never been like this, not with Chichi. ============================================================= Each purred happily, their bodies rocking in perfect sync. The only complaint a certain Saiya-jin prince had was that his limbs were tied and that this guys weight upon them had nearly stopped blood circulation. ============================================================= Son Goku blinked as the lean, tailed man whimpered and pulled on his bindings. The young man smirked and quickly went about snapping the strands of red ribbon, he knew of far better places for those limbs to go. And speaking of limbs. The Earth raised fighter watched that lush, furry length before capturing it in his mouth as the last ribbon came off. (all accept the bow on his tail) ============================================================= Vegeta stiffened his eyes closing whilst memories of pain and humiliation ran through him. How could he have been so careless!! No one should ever touch a Saiya-jins tail apart from the afore mentioned persons mate. Plus he was no stranger to tail tugging and knew just how much it hurt. ============================================================= The younger warrior blinked in confusion as the object of these newly formed desires stiffened. It took him a few minutes to realise the problem. With an apologetic grunt, he opened his mouth and lay fully on-top of the other male whom squirmed a little due to the additional weight. Then, before the silky appendage could get away, he quickly clasped a hand around it and allowed his fingers to brush against the lay fur; causing a very unexpected reaction to come from the slightly purring being under him. ============================================================= Ouji no Vegeta-sei relaxed somewhat as his tail escaped the mans mouth and his  aching/burning limbs were able to stretch, allowing the larger being to slip in between his thighs. However he still needed to get the most sensitive appendage away from this alien, to much damage could be done if the heavy baka got hold of it. 'Damn!' he breathed, his panting getting louder and slightly panicked. The Earthling had his tail... again! A growl started to form deep within his throat before a jolt of  intense pleasure rippled through him; his body bucking upward whilst his legs and arms wrapped about the stranger. "Ah! M-more-e" he breathed. 'Oh! How embarrassing... I'm begging a commoner' the warrior thought angrily as the frustration of this situation and all the heat caught up with him. 'Note to self' he mentally whimpered. 'Obliterate all hormones once this is over and kill this bastard so there are no witnesses'. Another powerful jolt of electricity convulsed its way through his tight and VERY aroused form as sweat began to dot his forehead. Kami, did he really want to kill someone who could bring him this much pleasure? "Nnn-gah!" he whined with each soft touch to his tail. Gods, no! This man was a weakness, a clown! A commoner for fucks sake and yet... ============================================================= Goku couldn't take it anymore, the scent mixed with those erotic moans and heat had just about finished him; allowing another, unused part of his subconscious came to life. With a growl so wild it could have come from a panther, the younger fighters mouth bit into the collar of the skin tight bodysuit before pulling back and tearing most of it off. His captive purred delightedly whilst he continued to finger the silken fur of the other fighters tail. Kami he just couldn't believe his luck and silently thanked the Christmas angel that brought him such a beautiful present. ============================================================= Speaking of the afore mentioned Christmas 'angel'... Winged Revenge laughed as she and her new friends *namely 12 magic animals* looked down at all the wonderful lights and decorations that covered the houses all over the world. She'd never seen anything so pretty before. "And all this for an old man who doesn't even exist" she yawned before settling into the middle of the huge seat. She knew, like all other children past the age of ten, that Santa Claus was just a myth like the Tooth fairy and the Easter bunny. The girl sighed again and looked up at the stars. Kami how depressing! She needed to liven her spirits again. "I know" she chirped as she sat up and called to the golden hoofed creatures. "What'd you say we go and see what those two boys got up to while we were gone!" she shouted. The reindeer (who really didn't care where they went) huffed and turned to the east as the crazy lady who drove them cackled menacingly behind them. ============================================================= Saint Nick had given up. To be honest he just didn't give a flying fuck anymore! All he wanted to do was fly over the continents in hopes of making some youngsters happy since their parents/relatives and friends brought all the presents these days. But thanks to some stupid ningen that oh so wonderful plan flew out the window and he'd actually been made to exercise. The once Merry old man growled under his breath as he sat upon a park bench, the once clean, ironed uniform he wore every year now in tatters. Look what he'd been reduced to! Kami even some couples walking their dog or just out for a cuddle had thrown money at his feet and whispered things like 'poor old guy' 'such a shame' 'there's a shelter a couple of blocks away'. Chris Cringle had snarled at each of them. Didn't they know who he was?!! I mean hello!! Red suit, white beard, stupid hat! Another growl escaped him. When he got his hands on the little retch that stole his slay he'd (for obvious reasons this part of the story was censored to protect your eyes from such heinous language ^_^) ============================================================= Everything had blurred significantly in the last few minutes. First he'd been beneath a snarling beast with his clothes on and now they were both naked and he was on his stomach. Vegeta swallowed thickly as the foreplay with his tail threatened to push him over the edge. Why couldn't this guy just fuck him already! (Because I'm making this fic long just to aggravate all who read *laughs evilly*) ============================================================= Goku panted slightly to keep from losing himself and just taking the shivering male beneath him. He'd never been with a man before, but, from all the magazines he'd read on the subject (who said Goku was innocent?) he felt pretty confident that they'd both enjoy this. A smirk played upon his lips; he had his right hand gently stroking the other mans tail whilst his left hand wrapped around his captives waist and brought the tailed creatures butt into the air. 'I can't believe this is happening' he thought as he unwrapped his arm and proceeded to wet the index and middle finger of his left hand. ============================================================= The Prince should have been furious! Should have been outraged at the vulnerable position he knelt in. 'Why me?' he wondered before he heard soft words being spoken to him; the hot breath of his other world lover making the flesh of his ear tingle. They were so close together and it felt like this meant something more than a casual rut during heat. "I won't lie to you... this will be uncomfortable... just try to relax". Vegeta shuddered violently, the soft, delicate words of this mans voice added fuel to the fire. He'd never felt so good. Suddenly everything stopped and the heat stilled. Kami... that was more than 'uncomfortable' and he had to squirm slightly to get used to it. It didn't help when the eager male behind him inserted another one and started to pump them in and out. "Shh" he heard that sexy voice purr. "It'll get better I promise". Vegeta groaned quietly at the aroused sound of that powerful voice. What was happening to him? ============================================================= Goku stretched his captive carefully although he wanted nothing more than to just plunge into that immensely tight heat. However he knew that such an action would seriously hurt the other man and he didn't want that, he wanted them both to enjoy this, wanted them to scream in passion. He groaned in anxious anticipation as he felt pre-cum trickle down his head. ============================================================= The Prince ceased his squirming and let out a high pitched, keening sounds, his tail bristling; the fur brushing up and against the other Saiya-jins hand. Good Kami-sama! Taking a shaky breath, the smaller male pushed back against the stilled fingers. "Gahh-oh, there!" he moaned deliciously as Goku pushed a little deeper. "Um" he couldn't help but purr... that felt AMAZING! ============================================================= The younger man chuckled deviously. He'd found it. With a another truly evil smirk, he removed his fingers and gently stroked his own need before getting into position. This was going to be a very tight fit. Then he leaned forward so he could speak into his lovers ear. "Prepare yourself-f" he breathed anxiously. "I'll-l try to be-e gentle... just-t relax-x-". Kami it was going be hard to control himself. He'd done a good job so far but he just couldn't handle it anymore. ============================================================= Vegeta nodded and wordlessly allowed his muscles to relax, he'd heard about this and knew from bits of conversation he'd heard that this part wouldn't be all to pleasant and yet he wanted it! Needed it! Anything to dispel the heat... A shrill, pain filled scream sounded from the older mans throat as something thick and hot entered him slowly. Gods it burned! It burned horribly! He wanted it to stop... but if it did, then both of them would be left unfulfilled. A whimper followed from behind him, it looked like the alien male was having trouble with his control... 'Just get on with it' one part of his mind reasoned. 'You've felt worse pain' it added as he hips started to rock by themselves. He could handle it... he knew he could... ============================================================= Goku whimpered softly. It was heavenly and every instinct within him screamed at him to move and take this being fast and hard. 'Stupid body!' he cursed whilst forcing himself to remain still. However, it seemed the little one beneath him had other ideas and soon they were moving at a forcefully slow pace; their slick bodies pushing together in perfect sync as Goku pulled out and pushed back in. "Kami" he growled. He needed more. With a deep purr he stepped it up a notch and angled his hips so that he could enter the man more fully and thats when his captive moaned louder and pushed back. There was that spot again, it wouldn't be long now before they released but he wanted to look at him when it happened. ============================================================= Vegeta let out a strangled yelp as his form flipped onto his back once more and two strong arms wrapped his legs about a larger yet trim waist and entered again by the sable haired fighter. Or at least he assumed this man was a fighter... he thought so due to those muscles. He gulped slightly, his now free tail going around his waist; the red bow still attached near the end of it. ============================================================= Goku lay completely over the shorter creature, his face nuzzled in the crook of the Saiya-jins neck whilst he pushed his hips down and into his 'present', ensuring the creature was pinned and not going anywhere until he'd finished. This caused the moaning male under him to tighten his steel like grip, their bodies now pounring into each other as they each cried out. However Goku still didn't have what he wanted... and yet he was so close to completion. "Naa-ahhh!!" the taller cried as Vegeta arched up and came with a scream. 'No!!' he thought angrily, 'he didn't want it to end'. That's when something within him broke. Just before he released, the younger Saiya-jin sank his sharp canines into the salty skin of the other fighter and purred loudly as the blood flowed into his mouth and he climaxed. ============================================================= Ouji no Vegeta-sei saw all the colours of the spectrum flash in front of his eyes. Nothing could compare to this. After the initial waves of pleasure ebbed, he felt a sharp pain in his neck only to be followed by more pleasure as the other came and drank his blood greedily. What else could he do in this situation apart from biting back, neither of them truly realising just what they were doing as new memories and experiences washed over them. ============================================================= Within minutes they new everything about the other. All their experiences, trials and tribulations melded into one before everything around them went black. ============================================================= Winged Revenge peered in through the window and saw crumpled bed clothes and two sleeping figures. "Damn! Looks like I missed it" she whined whilst slumping into the seat and folding her arms. "I knew I should have stayed!" the teen grumbled to herself. "Okay you guys! Lets go around the park one more time before dropping me back home ne?" she stated with a pout as the magical creatures once again galloped away with a very cranky passenger. ============================================================= Goku woke first and gently rolled off of his... mate. "Vegeta" he murmured that exotic name like he'd never spoken a word before in his life. The Ouji purred quietly as he was spooned from behind and wrapped in strong yet soft arms, his tail twining around his mates larger thigh. "Don't worry koi, you will have your revenge, I will help you to destroy Frieza" the taller of the two Saiya-jin whispered happily as each purred their contentment into the dark (luckily) soundproof room. Each finally feeling, whole, loved and complete. (I told you it was corny and most likely chessesy! But isn't that a huge part of Christmas... apart from the religious meaning *which I feel is a very important thing that needs to be remembered!* ^_^) ============================================================= The Park was now completely empty, which considering the time of one o'clock in the morning, was actually quite normal and so Winged Revenge let the slay drive down all the wide path ways. She did quite enjoy this quiet, starry night... it all seemed very peaceful and nice. Or at least it did until a loud coughing caught her attention. Blinking, the young woman looked to her right and saw a poor old man sitting on a bench, he looked cold and tired. "No one should be out here like this on Christmas" she said aloud whilst walking over to the large man and unceremoniously dragging him into the slay. First she'd go home, then tell the reindeer to take this man to the nearest shelter or something because after all! It was the least she could do. =============================================================                  And remember! A mate is for life! Not just for Christmas! ^_^ ============================================================= Back to Humor Back to Fics