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New Year's Eve	By : cueball2 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1230 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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New Year's Eve

Part 1

By Webtester01

Disclaimer: DBZ and it's characters are
copyrighted by it's owners and licensees. No profit is being made from
this.

Rated: R

Type: YAOI

Archive: Yes, please.

It was cold. That much I clearly remember. Maybe it was winter?

My story begins a few days ago, for those would care to
listen...

Kakarott was his name. He captured my attention the first time
I laid my eyes upon him.

He sat there in the market place, on a bench in the snow,
every day. The thin garments he wore, surely did not keep the young man
adequately warm. His tail was tightly wrapped around him. He kept
himself well, despite his obvious poverty.

The market place was especially busy with the gift-buying
frenzy the others all concerned themselves with. I myself was one of
those shoppers. Father would have me send a servant to do it instead;
but this time I am strongly compelled to do it alone, save one
guard, Nappa, who accompanys me.

I tossed a coin into the can of meager offerings, and
continued on my
way after our eyes met briefly, my cloak concealing my true identity.
On the way back, I spotted him buying a loaf of warm bread with the
meager donations he received.

Christmas came and went. I received many things that I
wanted and did not want. There was one that I wanted that was not
among them. So I did something about it.

The next day I slipped out of the castle and like a
mischievous teen, I escaped to the central market. I will get myself
one more gift.

He is gone. Why? He is always here I've been told. I
smell blood on the wind. The scent leads me to an alley where a group
of young saiyans circled around a crouched body.

It is him!

I watch from the shadows, intrigued as he fights with grace
and speed, despite my ire at the once attacking him. He knocks several
of them out, blood dripping down their garments.. More come. His
stamina has reaching his limit. The others get in some good hits and
kicks.

He's down.

They continue to kick and punch, ripping and rending what
little position he has. One takes piece of bread from his his
pocket. Three more strip him of all his possessions, save his
body; laughing as they went.

I want to kill them. But he will die in this cold.
He is bleeding. My thoughts are a jumble. Damn them!

He is wrapped in my shawl, over my shoulder. I fly into the
air and fire a ki blast at the idiots who dared to return.

Back at the medical wing of the castle, he is floating in a
regeneration tank. The medics have been instructed to keep this quiet. I moved
him to my chambers tonight.

It is warm. Soft. Someone is next to me. I snuggle closer. A nice,
but unknown scent enters my nose... wait. Where am I? I open my eyes... an
unfamiliar face looks down on me.

Hm... flame-shaped hair, windows' peak, serous face...

My eyes widen. It cant be! Anyone but him! After all the stories I've
heard.... my mouth is as dry as cotton. He smiles toothily at me. I
tremble in fear, scooting away. He frowns. I realize I am naked. All
saiyans sleep that way, but...
"We just slept." he says. A few moments pass. "They almost killed you. Your
body was getting too cold." he continues.

It all comes back. Memories flood my mind. The beatings. The fights for my
food. That last fight... someone carrying me. Why does my body not hurt?

"Are you hungry?" he asks gesturing toward a table with some breakfast
pastries, fruit and a piture of water on it. I glance at it momentarily. My
stomach growls loudly, despite my apprehension. I fed myself loaf of bread
with the money people gave me for polishing boots, or donations I received
when I got too weak.

I'm offered food. I blink. Food...mmmmmmm. My mouth waters as I run to the
food table, stuffing a pastry in my mouth licking my fingers. I reached for a
green fruit that I've never seen before. It tastes so good! I try another
fruit and another pastry. I still watch him warily.

The prince seems amused by my actions and my behavior. I won't let my guard
down, after the tales of cruelty I've heard.

He approches me, and I back away, only to watch him eat. He's eating without covering his face in food.

Prince Vegeta disappears, after which I feel arms around me pulling me away
towards the bed. I struggle in his grasp, only to feel a hand around the base
of my tail.

I freeze.

The hold is firm; Uncomfortable, but not as painful as I expected. He says
to me, "Relax." After which he gently strokes the fur on my tail, while he
lead me to a huge bath room, decorated in very expensive statues and
fountains.

It's warm. It feels so good! I sit in his lap as he thoroughly lathers my
hair, which has been hard to keep clean in the river, without some soapweed.
Soon he is lathering my tail and gently cleaning it, as well as
everything else.

"Wash me." he says with authority.

Continues in New Year's Eve: Part 2.
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New Year's Eve

New Year's Eve

Part 1

By Webtester01