DBZ x Reader Stories

Behind Enemy Lines (Vegeta - Mild smut)

"Gohan!!!" you yelled from the sky, the desperation ravaging your throat.

The sight below you made your insides twist in knots, a fury like you'd never known yourself capable of gnawing on you in heavy waves as you flew down to the ground, where the little boy was struggling to breathe, holding onto his bruised stomach.

You landed and kneeled to hold him in your arms, immediately feeling him cuddling closer, sheltering himself in your embrace with a shiver.

Relieved that he was conscious, you got a bit distracted, until an evil snicker made you recover your track of time and place with a jolt.

You looked up to see Vegeta's smug expression as he floated above you, cross armed. "Is the brat yours?"

Your jaw tightened as you stared back at him, the rage you'd capped seconds ago threatening to overflow.

"Auntie" Gohan whimpered weakly. Your gaze softened again as you looked down at him. "It hurts" he admitted, sounding a bit ashamed of himself.

Realization dawned on Vegeta, harsh eyes suddenly widening. "Kakarot's sister" he whispered to himself as you helped Gohan sit up.

You stood up, now directing your full attention to the asshole who had dared to lay hands on your nephew. You walked closer to where he was with fists clenched at either side of you, face intent with deadly determination.

A wave of shock radiated off Vegeta. You'd previously hid your power but now it was almost tangible in the air.

A female Saiyan. Kakarot's sister who he thought had stayed behind in his home planet when the male was sent to Earth.

He was so dumbfounded with the revelation that he made a rookie mistake, unacceptable for an expert like him: he let his guard down.

That was the perfect opportunity to punch him full in the face into oblivion. And that is exactly what you did.

The impact sent him flying backwards and onto a large rock far away from where you were standing.

Then you dusted off your hands and looked down at Gohan, who was holding onto your leg, a huge smile brightening his face, pride flashing in his eyes at what his aunt had just done."Are you okay?"

He nodded happily, lifting up his little fist."The dragon ball is safe!"

You smiled at his excitement and ruffled his hair. "You did so well" you added lovingly, though a painful pang stabbed your heart as he giggled. He was too young to be dragged into this. You'd initially opposed to bringing him along to Namek with you, but he'd been so determined that he wouldn't take a no for an answer. He was definitely his father's son. "Go with Bulma and Krillin. I got this"

Gohan blinked, fear settling back into his face. "B-but Auntie, he's-"

You warned him with a serious look. "Go"

He gulped and nodded quickly, leaving with the dragon ball he'd collected.

Once he was no longer visible in the sky, you flew over to Vegeta.

He was shaking off the debris off his clothes when you arrived, grunting to himself. He looked up at you with a snarl and you glared, body tensed up. "That should teach you to pick on someone your own size, you fucking bully"

He furrowed his brows. "Standing up for the half-breed? How pathetic. You've completely lost touch with your Saiyan roots"

"Can't lose what I never had" you shrugged.

He looked at you up and down before the corners of his mouth twitched up into a devious half smile. "Pathetic" he repeated, taunting you.

You scoffed. "You seem awfully convinced that I care about how you perceive me when being liked by rats isn't really high up on my priorities"