Eclipse in Z
“We make a pretty good team, don’t we?” Goku asked, his words coloured by relief bordering on the hysterical. When Vegeta met those charcoal eyes, the sheer fondness in them took his breath away.
“Hn.” Vegeta allowed a slight upward tilt to his lips. Goku’s expression morphed to one of pure delight. So easy to read. Goku could do that, he had little emotional barriers. His soul wasn’t something he had to guard.
His soul that was bonded to Vegeta’s now, after their fusion.
Goku held out his palm in that common human way of celebrating, as if he expected Vegeta to take it. His expression was hopeful.
Vegeta gazed back, the solemn moment long enough that the Goku’s eyes dimmed a little, his smile uncertain. Something in Vegeta’s chest twinged. Damn it all, but no one had had as much of an impact on Vegeta as this Saiyan before him. No one ever did, or could.
Hesitation was the space of a breath. Vegeta caught the offered palm.
He didn’t expect Goku’s next move. Soft lips brushing his, quick and feather light as though the owner didn’t expect this to be permanent, to be allowed to enjoy this. When Goku drew back, there was a tinge of pink on his cheeks.
“Sorry,” Goku muttered, “I just- I didn’t-”
Vegeta shut him up with a proper kiss. Saiyans never did things half-heartedly, and in some ways, Goku was as Saiyan as they come.
With all the history between them, all the tension, there was no way it wasn’t leading to this moment.
When their lips parted, Goku’s eyes held the light of the full moon, drawing Vegeta in. “Vegeta–”
Vegeta shook his head. He couldn’t help it-- a proper smile broke through the haze of a storm that had ravaged him the past seven years. “Kakarot. You don’t have to explain anything.”
Their souls had been bonded through fusion, after all. Even physically separated, traces of each other remain.
When Vegeta had burned a path through the stars all those years ago, initiating their fateful first meeting, never did he imagine that he would one day know how Goku looked like when he’d just been kissed.
A sense of peace lingered in the air, mixed with the bittersweet knowledge that this might just be their first and last time.
Both Vegeta and Goku had other priorities to see to. Much as they had… whatever this was, with each other, neither of them would turn their backs on their families for this. Both had done it for long enough.
Their lives would keep moving on, and they might just stay in touch, but it was time to go back to ordinary life. At that moment, there was nothing left for either Saiyan to prove.
Somehow they both knew, or believed, their days of chasing the next limit, chasing each other was over. Neither had to say anything - their soul bond spoke for them.
They just had to open this door, didn’t they? All the possibilities, all the yearning. Vegeta shook his head. “You never stop surprising me, Kakarot.”
Goku hummed. “Well, it’s mutual.” A heavy pause. “I’ll miss you, Vegeta.”
Vegeta snorted. “Stop being so sentimental, idiot, this isn’t a goodbye. We’ll see eachother again.”
“Yeah, but it won’t be the same,” Goku said, and the thing is, Vegeta understood what he meant.
Understood without words that they would see each other again, but they could never come back to this. What it could have led them to.
Vegeta inclined his head-- a silent goodbye to what they had before, what could-have-beens, and a well-wish to what lay ahead.
“Who knows,” Goku said lightly. “Maybe in the future–”
–time would line up, and we’d meet in the middle-