A/N Soooo, yeah... Here's the sequel to I Would Behave If I Were You... If you're reading this because of how... shamelessly sexy the first story was, you're... you're going to be so pissed... Soooo... Yeah. I'm sorry, I just couldn't write another steamy story about this pairing...

Goku sat in the darkest corner of Hell sobbing. Years had passed since he defeated Omega Shenron, and his child's body was now teenage. "I didn't mean to do it," he sniffled. "I really didn't!" He was talking to himself, no one wanted to listen. They hated him after he accidentally went Oozaru and destroyed hundreds of cities. He really hadn't meant to do it, but the only person who believed him was Vegeta. The saiyan prince had tried to defend Goku at his trial, but despite his efforts, Goku had been sentenced to death. Even King Yemma hadn't believed Goku was sill a good person, and had sent him to Hell. So now, there he sat, ready to cry for the rest of eternity. Until he was interrupted, that was. His tail flickered back and forth in irritation as a familiar power came up behind him. "Frieza, I'm not in the mood to fight, so go away!" Goku snapped. The ice-jin pretended not to hear and sat next to the teen.

"What's this, saiyan? I've never seen you cry, yet here your are, bawling like a child," Frieza commented. Goku huffed.
"It's none of your business, go away!" He yelled. He jumped when a hand touched his shoulder, rubbing in a soothing manner.
"Oh, come now saiyan, who else have you got to cry to? Tell me what's wrong, and why you're here. I would have thought you'd go to heaven," Frieza said surprisingly sympathetic. Goku laughed bitterly.
"You would think, huh?" he started with a sigh. "But no, King Yemma sent me here, for an accidental transformation they know I can't control. I don't even... remember- what, why are you looking at me like that?" Goku asked, irritated. Frieza looked at him, the softest of smiles on his face. Goku thought the ice-jin was mocking him.
"Goku, do you expect me to believe they killed you for going Oozaru? One, how would they accomplished that, and two, how are you supposed to control that side of you?" He asked, politely skeptical. Goku shrugged.
"They tried me for it, found me guilty, and gave me the death penalty," he said. Frieza gasped.
"So you just gave up?! You could have escaped, gone to some other planet!" he exclaimed. Goku looked away, tears rolling down his cheeks again.
"What good would it have made? I have don't friends anymore, and I don't want to live alone," he sniffed.
"So you decided to die alone instead? That is not the Goku I fought!" Frieza protested.
"Why do you care?!" Goku exploded. He jumped to his feet, prepared to fly away when something wrapped around his ankle and yanked him back down to the ground.
"I care because I owe you, Goku," Frieza said firmly. He gave the saiyan a stern look before continuing. "Do you remember what you did the first time we fought?" he asked. Goku turned bright red, nodding and looking down..
"I suppose you hate me for that, don't you?" he asked, feeling guilty. Frieza smiled.
"Actually, no, I'm grateful," he said. Goku's head snapped up. "You see, it was took a hard lesson for me to learn that I am not the strongest person in the world, especially not here in herel when these monsters have been training for thousands of years," Frieza started. "What these... beasts have done to me makes what you did seem as chaste as a peck on the cheek. And believe it or not, you're who I thought of to try and ease the pain. For years, you were my happy place, so to speak." Goku stared incredulously at the former tyrant.
"Me?" He squeaked. "You thought of me? After what I did to you?" The saiyan couldn't believe it. The first real evil villain he had ever fought had turned to memories of him for comfort? Frieza nodded. "But I-I-I... Well, you know what I did!" Goku protested.
"And it felt a great deal more pleasurable then what the demons here have done to me. I've been a bad boy, but I didn't deserve that," Frieza said, shuddering. Then he looked at the saiyan, rubbing his shoulder again.
"I don't like to owe people, Goku. So I'd like to repay you by helping you get through this difficult time," the ice-jin explained. Goku scooted away, out of reach of that soft, kind hand.
"What's with you Frieza, why aren't you so cruel anymore?" he asked, confused.
Looking away, Frieza said, "Hell has mellowed me out, Goku." They sat in silence for a moment, until Goku gasped.

"You want to, to... do that again?" He asked in disbelief. Frieza snorted and started to laugh.

"My my, Goku, I know you're not the brightest but you sure are slow," he chortled. It took him a moment to calm down, but eventually, he gave the saiyan a serious look. "Yes, I do. I know that seems strange, but like I said, Goku, I hate to owe people." They stared at each for a few seconds. Then Goku stood.

"No, I can't," he said. "I won't." Frieza only shrugged.

"Are you quite sure about that?" he asked, caressing Goku's tail with his own. Goku shivered, his tail flickering at the touch. "Come on, saiyan, how long has it been since you've been touched like this?" Goku's legs started to shake, and he let himself be pulled back down by the insistent ice-jin. Frieza straddled the saiyan, wrapping his arms around Goku's neck. Leaning forward, he whispered, "You're so cute, Goku, I can't believe I never noticed. Has anyone ever told you how cute you are? I doubt it, it's hard to compliment somebody that's beating your ass into the ground, now isn't it?" He licked at Goku's neck with his serpentine tongue, chuckling as Goku moaned.

"Unh! Frieza, I never said yes," Goku grunted. Frieza only doubled his efforts, sucking and nipping under the teen's ear.

"You're not saying no now, are you, saiyan?" the former tyrant replied. He slipped his hands up Goku's shirt, tracing the muscles underneath, and making the saiyan shiver. Goku shook his head, groaning.

"Oh Kami, Frieza, you're driving me insane! Unh, how are we going to do this, me in you, or vice versa?" He asked, bucking up. Frieza smirked.

"Oh, Goku, I'd love to have you deep inside me, but right now I'd love to know what it feels like to have you clenching around me," he said mischievously. Goku moaned as he was pushed back onto his back, his shirt shredded off and respawning next to him. His saiyan instincts were going wild, and being a hormonal teenager didn't help. He didn't care that Frieza was his enemy at one point, didn't care that Frieza had destroyed his entire race. All he cared about was that Frieza was going to fuck him silly. He didn't mind that Frieza put ki rings on him, it only made the situation sexier. He bucked when the ice-jin ripped his pants off. "Oh, my, Goku, still as big as I remember, and tasty looking too!" Frieza exclaimed. Goku keened in expectation as he felt Frieza's breath on his cock. Then he screamed in pain, unable to understand where this searing agony was coming from. When he looked down at Frieza's bloody grin, he almost fainted. With an unreal clarity, he watched as Frieza swallowed something large, the ice-jin's throat working furiously to prevent choking.

"Wha-what have you... done to me?!" Goku struggled to ask, grinding his teeth at the pain. Oh, Kami, the excruciating pain! It felt like someone had run over his groin with a train, injected him with flames, and then slowly ripped everything off. Well, he was right about the last part, at least.

"Ooh, I was right, saiyan, you were tasty!" The ice-jin exclaimed with an almost innocent smile. As Goku sobbed in pain, Frieza frowned. "But I'm still hungry," he pouted. He moved to straddle Goku's chest, ignoring the teens weak struggling.

"Why?" Goku forced himself to ask. Frieza smiled, winking.

"Oh, Goku, I knew you were dull, Goku, but not this dull," he said with a childish giggle. "How could you be so dumb as to think I'd want to thank you for raping me? I've been a bad boy, but I didn't deserve that," the ice-jin stated, still in good spirits. Goku moaned, weakly struggling against the ki rings. Bending over, Frieza began to lick at the saiyan's neck, purring before opening his mouth to tear out his victim's throat.

Goku woke with a scream, jumping out of bed and powering up to super saiyan four, scaring his wife.

"Goku! What's going on?!" she shrieked. He looked at her, confused.

"It was a dream," he whispered to himself. His tired wife gave him a perplexed look.

"What is going on?" she repeated. Goku let himself power down, getting back into bed.

"Nothing, I... I just had a bad dream is all." The teen responded. Chichi huffed.

"What could be so terrible that you jump out of bed screaming?" she asked skeptically. He opened his mouth to answer, but then closed if.

"I... I don't really... remember," he mumbled. He winced when chichi smacked him upside the head, grumbling at him to go to sleep. Lying down and turning over, Goku whimpered at the thought of sleep, for fear that he would have another nightmare.