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Plant Problems	By : NLDCat Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I own the plot, the OCs, and trust me you do NOT want to steal either.

Summary: Three months have passed since the Icejin Tyrants were taken care of and a still-recovery Vegeta-sei finds itself plagued with a final "gift" from their once-oppressors; a plant species that turns the planet on its head.

Author's Note: On top of the five or so on-going multi-part fics...comes one more for your reading pleasure...or not. This AU plot has more twists and turns than a corn-maze and I will warn you NOW that this incorporates a LOT of ground so pay attention to each chapter as I will try to warn you what lies within. General warnings include: Yaoi, Hentai (Yes, you read that right), Carnivorous flowers, OOC, lots of OCs, semi-carnivorous Incubi flowers (Yep, read that right, too), and lots of madness typical with my writing. Also...Raditz doesn't make an actual appearance for a few parts (*legasp*) but he IS a major player and will join the scene in due time.

That being said...warnings for THIS chapter include violence and gore, some language, and general prickly Elite Saiyans.

Prologue

Normally, the reports didn't exactly make him nervous but there was something about this one that just didn't add up. "They're just...gone?" he asks gazing at the male before.

"Y-yes, my king."

"Don't get me wrong, less rodents and pests pleases me but..."

"Entire species shouldn't be just vanishing from the area."

"No indeed," the royal mutters, "Has anyone looked into it?"

"They...haven't gotten back yet."

There was something about the tone that has the Saiyan King INSTANTLY on alert. "How long ago did they leave?"

"Three days."

"And you didn't THINK to contact anyone?!"

"We figured...it was just taking a little time..."

The king's jaw tightens. "Three days to figure out what's wrong with the wildlife in general is a DEFINITE red-flag. You SHOULD have come here the NEXT day when they weren't back."

"I didn't think..."

"No, that's obvious," the king retorts before waving over three of his guards, "Go and figure out WHAT the hell is going on out there and you'd BEST call if you run into trouble."

"Yes, my king," comes the reply before they'd depart. Hopefully, this wasn't something that was going to end up a mess. However, he'd lived long enough to listen to instinct and it was telling him something MAJOR was wrong here.

He gazes at the flinching male before him and rolls his eyes. "Go home and let me know if they show up."

"Y-yes, Majesty," the male manages before fleeing.

"Honestly," he mutters, "I wasn't even REMOTELY frightening." From beside him, hears a soft snort and rolls his eyes. "I WASN'T!"

"Of course not, Sire."

"Be quiet, Zorn." The soft chuckle that follows that has him rolling his eyes. Saiyans these days. Honestly.

Three hours later, his scouter goes off. "Majesty?"

"Do you have something to report?"

"We...might have a problem."

"Definite MIGHT?"

"We...found what is left of whoever they sent out here."

The King goes still. "What is..."

"Apparently tails aren't easily digested," comes the reply.

The male goes still. "Be CAREFUL but find what's out there." He turns his scouter off a moment.

"Did I hear that correctly?" Zorn asks quietly.

"Unfortunately. There is something on the outskirts EATING things...and it just ate a Saiyan."

"NOT good, sire."

The spiky-haired royal rubs his face. "No...REALLY?"

It's four hours before those doors open and two of the guards are standing there ashen and blood covered. "What the..."

"W-we have a SERIOUS problem, my king."

"I can SEE that. What the HELL happened?!"

"A c-carnivorous plant."

"A carnivorous..."

"Plant...well...flower but..."

"Flower? A FLOWER is EATING people?!"

"Y-yes, my king. I know how...ludicrous it sounds but..." The guard shakes his head swallowing thickly, "W-we have a SERIOUS problem in those woods."

"Carnivorous Flowers...now I've heard it all," the male mutters before adding, "Go and give your report and then seek what attention you require."

"Y-yes, my king." The two hastily retreat from the room leaving the spiky-haired male rather at a loss.

"We need to investigate this," Zorn says quietly.

"How would you proceed then?" comes the question, "Considering that I don't need anymore Saiyans getting EATEN."

"First, we need to keep the Saiyans in that vicinity INDOORS as much as possible or at least away from the woods and to make sure their children DEFINITELY don't go anywhere near there. Then we need to figure out what we're dealing with and how to handle it...but that's going to come with risks...so utilize only your best for this because something tells me that unless you want to cull your guards this way, NO ONE else is going to be able to handle this otherwise."

Slowly, he rises. "Go and let the area know they are now under restrictions until this is settled and I do NOT need to warn you to be careful do I?"

Zorn chuckles. "I will not get eaten, my king."

"You'd better not. I am going to go and have a meeting with my top squads. This will amuse them. Carnivorous flowers...of all the PROBLEMS..."

"We'll figure it out, Majesty, I promise."

The problem was that he wasn't exactly feeling the same optimism. "Just...come back as soon as you can, Zorn."

"I will. It WILL be alright, Majesty. We survived the damn Icejins. PLANTS are not going to do us in."

The other leaves and with it a feeling of safety vanishes, too but the male ignores that. Right now, he had to handle the situation at hand. He sends out several messages and waits. Zorn DID have a point. Frieza had been taken care of three months prior and the planet was slowly healing. His sons were taking some much needed brotherly time off planet which pleased him with the issue at hand. At least they were safe and he didn't need to worry for them.

His thoughts are interrupted as the throneroom is entered. "Sire?"

"We have...a bit of an issue brewing," he says curtly, "So I need you two put aside your animosity to each other and HANDLE this with the utmost care."

Bardock flashes an unfriendly look at Jerich who sneers back. "What's wrong? Surely not..."

"No, the Icejins are not an issue," he replies, "We...have a hostile plant lurking in the woods and.."

"A hostile PLANT?" Jerich demands, "Majesty, are you..."

"JERICH, DO NOT INTERRUPT ME!" he snaps furiously at the Elite who finally shuts up.

"What kind of hostile plant, my king?" Bardock asks obviously having a little more sense than to be critical at the moment.

"Apparently there is a carnivorous flower lurking in the woods at the outskirts of a nearby city. It's eaten at least TWO Saiyans; one of them one of MY guards. So...yes, a hostile PLANT."

"It's worse than that, my King."

He stares at the guard who enters now cleanly attired. "It...deflects KI...or is just unaffected by it," the male clarifies at his expression, "We...didn't realize it was there until he stepped on it nestled in between the roots of a tree. He...made this awful screaming sound as it clamped on his leg. We tried...to help him but..." He shudders.

"A flower did this?" Jerich asks, "Are you SURE?"

The male growls at him obviously insulted at the insinuation. "Yes, Jerich. It was a large RED petaled flower with FUCKING FANGS! It ATE my cousin!"

"And KI isn't effective," Bardock murmurs, "That really doesn't make me feel comfortable all things considered."

"I'm still trying to comprehend that it's a fucking FLOWER," Jerich retorts.

Bardock stares at the other male. "Was there anything else you could remember...that you noticed?"

"I'm not sure that it really means anything but the way it tore into him was like it hadn't eaten in a while..."

"You think there is more than one..."

"I think it's a possibility."

Bardock grimaces. "Well, then we're just gonna have to do some weeding. Marvelous."

"And try not to die in the process," Fasha comments.

"Oh no please do us a favor and..."

"JERICH!" the king warns in a snarled tone, "What DID I TELL YOU?!"

The male sighs. "Your pardon, Majesty. You have to understand..."

"No, I don't and I DON'T want to hear it! I NEED you all to handle this TOGETHER without DYING!"

"Yes, my king."

A few minutes later, the door opens and Zorn steps in. The King tries NOT to flash his gaze at his guard. "Did you give the message?"

"I didn't really have to," Zorn replies, "Everyone is on edge as it is."

"Then they will stay inside," he replies, "Which means that you all will be the only Saiyans out there so DO NOT get yourselves or each other killed would you?"

"Don't know why you expect anything out of these Third Class..."

"Jerich..." comes his annoyed tone.

"Permission to go and lead this happy group, my king, so that they DO come home."

"Granted," he replies regardless of how much he didn't WANT to. "Keep me informed."

"We will," Zorn assures him, "And we will be back hopefully with the situation resolved."

"Come back breathing and it'll be a start," he retorts gruffly, "I can't keep replacing guards for rampant stupidity or carnivorous plants."

"Carnivorous FLOWERS," Jerich retorts.

"If HE doesn't come back, I won't be TOO upset," he tells Zorn, "Though sometime tells me that being called and reported that the plant died of indigestion wouldn't help if there is more than one."

"Majesty!"

"Don't whine, Jerich, it's beneath you."

"So is being eaten by a flower," the Elite retorts.

"Then you shouldn't worry too much should you?"

Not long after they leave, the male finds himself pacing in his study. If he was honest, it bothered him, this situation. More than he wanted to admit. And some MIGHT falsely think it was because he harbored feelings for his Captain but that wasn't the truth. No, Zorn was, by all respects, his best friend and it worried him when he put himself in these situations because he feared losing the other to some danger. He runs a hand through his hair. He had to trust his Captain. Zorn had been through enough in his life to prove that he could handle his own. Jerich though, the elite was an arrogant sod and he did NOT work well with Bardock. NOT at ALL. It was a pity the two were quite good at what they did. If either of them had any hope of getting through this without killing EACH OTHER than sending Zorn had been a necessity. He just hoped it would be enough. It HAD to be enough.
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