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Survival of the Fittest	By : 2dragonkat Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11967 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ and its characters, they belong to Akira Toriyama. The only parts that do belong to me are the plot and the twins. I also do not make any profit/money from this either.

Chapter List
- 9
- 10
- 11
Chapter 10 – "Q&A"

WC: 3,577

AN: Geez I'm sure taking my sweet time. Sorry. I'm taking a class right now and it's a bit more demanding than I thought it would be. I also hit a bit of a roadblock with the later chapters. I'm having trouble getting it to flow so I got frustrated with this story. So I decided to type up chapters 12 - 15, which were all hand written, rather than writing chapters 16 and 17 before this update (and that was about 13K+ words I typed in two days...my poor fingers). Now that will be my goal before posting chapter 11. On another note chapters 8 and 9 got back from the beta so they have been updated as well. Nothing really changed plot wise, but the sure read a bit better now in my opinion. Y'all have another preview at the end of chapter 10, hope you enjoy it. I will hopefully, hopefully get the next chapter up in a few weeks. I don't want to make any guaranties but that is my goal. TTFN

"Hey what's going on?" Radditz called as he opened the door to his room, knuckling the sleep out of his eyes.

He blinked in bewilderment as his prince and his brother ran from the twins' room to their own, stark naked. Radditz blinked again. Maybe he was still sleeping. He glanced around the house, taking note of the destruction. The door to his brother's bedroom was cracked and off its hinges, as was the twins' door. Various toys and other items spilled out of his nephews' room, looking like they had been tossed around. Radditz took a moment to absorb the sights before he pinched himself, hard.

"Ow," he grumbled. Apparently he wasn't dreaming this. He slowly trudged from his doorway, trailing towards his brother's room. Radditz slowly peeked around the gaping doorjamb. "Um, is everything okay, Kakarot?"

Radditz's inquiry was met with silence, and he blinked curiously at the empty, disheveled room. Hadn't his brother and the prince run in here? He took notice of the open balcony doors and the light curtains billowing in the early morning breeze. Radditz slowly crept into the room, looking around as he tried to figure out what was going on. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, struggling to use the technique the prince and his brother had been trying to teach him for the past few weeks.

It took him several moments but eventually Radditz came to the conclusion that he was alone in the house, and that everyone else's energies seemed to be further away. He sighed softly, feeling a little lonely at being forgotten. Radditz could only assume that something was going on, because Vegeta would never leave the house in such disarray if they were just going out for some early morning training. He looked around the room again, before glancing over his shoulder to the twins' room across the hall.

After a minute or two of contemplation Radditz made up his mind. He had originally thought about going after his family, but he might just get in the way. So instead he would clean up. Otherwise Vegeta would be in a foul mood for the rest of the day at the state of his home when he returned. Even if he had been the one to make the mess.

Radditz knuckled the last of the sleep from his eyes before he rolled up his sleeves, setting to work cleaning up the mess his family had left in their wake.

Vegeta couldn't stop staring. He was frozen to his spot, unable to move and barely able to breathe. Was this some kind of cosmic joke? Was this his karma coming back to haunt him? Was he imagining all of this?

"Hey Vegeta," Goku spoke up, pointing to the man sitting in the chair on the hill. "That guy kinda looks like you."

Apparently…Vegeta wasn't imagining this.

"That's my father," Vegeta said softly, flexing his hands to stretch out the stiffness in his fingers, for he had been making a tight fist for the past few minutes.

"He's your dad!" his mate said, looking shocked and confused. "But I thought he was dead?"

"So did I..." Vegeta responded softly, cracking the knuckles of his fist as he tried to figure out what was going on.

"What do we do?"

"You stay here with the boys Kakarot. I'm going to go clear up this confusion before introductions are made."

His mate hesitated for a moment, looking back and forth between the Saiyans and Vegeta. Goku's eyes were worried. But eventually he nodded, moving to stand behind their sons, a hand on each of their shoulders. "Alright," he responded softly.

Vegeta took a deep breath before jumping over the bushes and shrubs in front of them to land in the clearing before progressing forward on foot. His steps were forced and jerky, he almost stumbled once or twice. For the first time in a long while Vegeta felt nervous and small, feelings that were only invoked by one man. His father. He slowly made his way towards the group, going unnoticed until he was nearly beside them, standing barely a yard away.

"Father..." he called, a question in his tone.

The King of Saiyans looked up at him, his face appearing as shocked as Vegeta felt. They silently stared at one another. In the back of his mind Vegeta could feel that long dormant bond between him and his father flare to life. There was no doubt, his father was really alive.

He didn't care if he was hit or berated or scolded in any other way for this, but Vegeta needed to hug the man before him, needed to feel the reality. So he did. Vegeta rushed forward and wrapped his arms around his father's shoulders, pressing his face to the man's neck. Vegeta breathed deep, the scent still familiar to him even though he hadn't smelled it in decades. He held on tight, fighting with all his might not to cry. Vegeta would never forgive himself if he did.

A hand pressed against his back as he continued to hug his father. He very nearly released his barely suppressed tears at the gesture. His father was returning the hug. This was only the second time in his life he had hugged his father and he was so grateful he was able to again. The first and last time they had embraced it had been under much different terms. Eventually though he pulled away, kneeling at his father's feet.

"I thought you were dead." Vegeta murmured, subtly wiping at the corners of his eyes.

"I was, for a short time..." the king responded, lifting a hand to touch Vegeta's cheek.

Vegeta blinked in surprise as the hand lightly slapped him, the fingers curled awkwardly and his father's arm was shaking. This wasn't right; the look in the man's eyes told him the slap was unintentional. He looked to be in pain.

"Father, what's wrong?" he asked, grabbing the king's hand as it continued to shake and wobble against the side of his face.

"I'm sorry you have to see me like this." the king said tiredly, heaving a great sigh. "I was hoping if we ever saw each other again I would have healed more."

"What do you mean?" Vegeta asked bewildered, pressing his father's hand to his cheek properly.

"Frieza did very nearly kill me. He broke my neck and left me for dead as he went to destroy our planet. But we're a hardy species," the two of them took a moment to share identical smirks. "I was alive, but completely paralyzed. My neck healed and slowly the rest of me has started to regain mobility. It's taking longer than I'd hoped. I'm only able to move from the waist up and even then it's limited. I fear I won't ever get use of my legs back."

Vegeta closed his eyes at the news, once more thankful that his mate had gotten rid of the foul monster that had ruined his species. He pressed a kiss to the palm of his father's hand, holding the appendage steady.

"I didn't dare hope you were still alive." he said quietly, grinning sadly up at his father. "It's good to see you."

"And it's good to see you alive and well my son. I was starting to fear we would never find you. But here you are." his father said, a smile gracing his roughened features. Vegeta couldn't remember the last time he had seen his father smile.

"You were looking for me?" Vegeta felt himself get choked up again. Knowing that his father, his family, had been looking for him, made Vegeta feel as much happiness as seeing the king alive.

"Yes. After word of Frieza's destruction got to our hideaway we knew we be safe to come out of hiding. My priority has been to find you. About a year ago we found a former minion of Freiza who knew of the last place you were sent to. So we came here."

"I don't understand. How are there more Saiyans alive, I thought Frieza wiped everyone out?" Vegeta asked, confused. Frieza had made it painfully known that he had killed off everyone on their planet.

"That would be thanks to Bardock. He's my new advisor, even though he's a third class," his father said, cocking his head toward the third person in the group Vegeta had yet to look at. "He's endowed with seer abilities."

Vegeta's head whipped up and he stood, gazing in shock at another unexpected face…though a familiar one. If it wasn't for the scar on his cheek Vegeta would have sworn he was looking at his mate.

"It's an honor to meet you Prince Vegeta," Bardock said, bowing low in respect.

"Bardock had a vision of Frieza destroying our planet. He and many others escaped before the planet was destroyed. They rescued my body before we went deep into space, where we've been hiding for many years. We cut off communications with everyone, not wanting to be found. It took some time before we finally found out that Frieza's empire had fallen. Since then we've been looking for you and a new home," his father explained, exchanging a glance with Bardock.

Vegeta nodded at his father before turning to the Saiyan named Bardock, examining the man closely before he spoke. "You have two sons, correct?"

Bardock nodded, looking at the prince with knowing eyes. "Yes. And they're both here with you."

Vegeta took a step back in shock at the man's words. "How did you know that?"

"Because I saw it, Prince Vegeta," and as Bardock said this, Vegeta could sense sadness in his voice.

"Of course. You have the ability to see the future."

"Yes." And once again there was sadness in that response, and anger.

"It bothers you?" Vegeta said softly in dawning understanding. He could only imagine what a burden it was to see things that have yet to happen.

"I do not want it. I have no control over it. There are times I can't even tell reality from my visions. If I could I would rid myself of it." Bardock said in bitterness. His powers seemed to be less controlled than Keigo's.

"Bardock you do not need to explain all of this to my son." King Vegeta spoke up sharply. "Besides, your powers have been useful for our species. Without them we would all be dead."

"Yes my king." Bardock said respectfully, bowing slightly before looking away. It seemed this was a conversation the two of them had had often. Vegeta sighed but let the topic drop. There would be time later to get fuller descriptions of what was going on. For now though, Vegeta wanted to make sure that Bardock would be happy to see his sons.

"Do you know what your sons have been through?" Vegeta asked softly, treading lightly. The man seemed sensitive about his abilities.

"Vaguely. I saw Radditz's miscarriage," Bardock said sadly. "I've also seen how strong Kakarot has become, though I know little of his life beyond his battles. How are they my prince?"

"As you saw, Radditz has been through a great deal, but he's doing well regardless. Kakarot… you would be proud of him. He's become unrivaled in strength and he is my mate." Vegeta replied with a smirk.

"WHAT?"

"MATE?"

Vegeta looked back and forth from a shocked Bardock to his outraged father in exasperation. "Yes mate. We've been together for many years and have a growing family."

"This is preposterous. He's a third class worthless soldier," King Vegeta shouted in outrage, looking like he wanted to stand and tower over Vegeta although he couldn't.

"Father-" Vegeta began but was cut off immediately.

"You were supposed to mate with the first Saiyan in a millennia to reach the legendary power of the Super Saiyan."

"I know that Father. But that is-"

"That is Brolli."

His father was shakily pointing to the powerful guard standing by his side. Brolli, was looking at Vegeta with a combination of angry and lusty eyes. The look was that of a dominant, possessive male. No doubt his father had filled this Saiyan's head with promises that he would be mated to the prince if they found him.

Vegeta growled in frustration, pointing a finger in the smug Saiyan's face. "When did you achieve it?"

"Twenty years ago," Brolli said with an arrogant smirk.

"Ha. You're too late." Vegeta jeered triumphantly, crossing his arms.

"What?"

"My mate achieved the power of the Super Saiyan a decade before you. And I did it just a few years later, long before you could even conceive it." Vegeta said with a smirk. He knew this man wasn't the one for him, but he was glad he could prove it to them.

"That's impossible!" Brolli shouted in outrage.

"No, it's not. I was destined for the first Super Saiyan and now I'm mated to him. And not only did he become more powerful than you can ever hope to be, he killed Frieza and saved me."

The mouths of both Brolli and his father snapped shut, their further exclamations of outrage dying in their throats at his statement. Vegeta felt confident that the argument was over; his mate's defeat of the creature that had enslaved them would quiet any objectors.

Brolli's eyes narrowed after a moment though, and Vegeta sighed. This obviously wasn't over. The Saiyan stepped forward, grabbing his arm tightly. "It doesn't matter. I would have destroyed that monster myself if given the chance. You are meant to be mine, I know it." Brolli said firmly, his grip tightening.

"Do you have dung for brains? I'm already mated." Vegeta shouted, trying to wrench his arm back. But he couldn't. Apparently he was underestimating this Saiyan's strength.

"Then we'll find a way to break it."

"The hell? Are you crazy?"

"He's a third class nobody. You are meant to be with me. I am an elite." Brolli snarled.

"I don't care what you are. I wouldn't mate with you even if you were the last Saiyan in the universe. Now unhand me." Vegeta shouted.

Brolli's hold tightened even more, and he growled down at Vegeta. He lifted his other hand, preparing to strike him. Vegeta prepared himself, ready to dodge the attack and retaliate. But a surge of power behind them stopped Vegeta.

A hand wrapped around the forearm Brolli had raised to strike. Two simultaneous snaps sounded and he let out a sharp yelp, releasing Vegeta. The Saiyan fell to his knees, staring up in shock at his attacker, a Super Saiyan. Goku curled his lip at Brolli, his eyes furious and deadly. For a moment Vegeta thought his mate would take the other man's life. There was a hint, just a tiny hint, of the darkness in his mate oozing out and tainting his anger.

Eventually Goku shook himself of the feeling, releasing Brolli's arm and going to stand beside Vegeta. His mate's tail wrapped around his waist possessively, but his lover was calmer now. "Don't you ever treat Vegeta like that. He's mine. If you ever threaten him again, I won't hesitate to rip off your arm and beat you with it."

Vegeta could not suppress an amused chuckle at the promise. While slightly out of character for his mate, the dominance sure was attractive. He gently patted Goku's chest, smirking up at the man. Now Vegeta hoped that that was the end of this futile argument. Showing off his mate's power was fun, but unnecessary. They were soulmates, plain and simple. They had children together. Vegeta spared a glance behind them, checking to make sure Keigo and Takeo were safe and still hidden. He sighed a bit when he found them and turned back to his mate. He rubbed at Goku's chest now, urging the man to relax and release his power. Eventually Goku did so, letting out his breath in a huff as his hair turned black.

His mate suddenly looked sheepish when his gaze caught King Vegeta's and he habitually scratched the back of his neck. "Um, sorry about the commotion. I'm really protective of Vegeta."

"I can see that." his father said dryly.

"You're Vegeta's dad right? I'm Goku," he said while thrusting out his hand to shake.

His father sniffed as he looked at the outstretched appendage, raising his eyes to look with scrutiny at his mate. "I thought you name was Kakarot?"

"Well…yeah. Goku is my Earth name." his mate said hesitantly, smile wobbling on his face under the scrutiny.

The King sniffed again, looking none too pleased at his mate. Goku awkwardly lowered his hand when it wasn't shaken. He looked helplessly at Vegeta, confused as to what he was supposed to do and say. Vegeta decided to come to his rescue. His father was hard to deal with even when he was in a good mood. And right now, the king wasn't happy.

"It's a long story father. But in short terms; Kakarot was raised on Earth and didn't learn of his heritage until rather recently."

"So this excuses his unusual behavior." King Vegeta said with a raised eyebrow. He looked very unapproving.

"Father please. Understand that he's my soulmate. I'd be with him no matter what he's like. Besides it's the way he is that attracts me to him." Vegeta said in exasperation, hand on his forehead as he tried to fight off a headache.

"He's your soulmate?" the king asked in shock, turning his attention towards Brolli who had eventually stood up after Goku broke his forearm, cradling the appendage to his chest.

"Yes. Why is this so shocking? We dreamed of each other and he's the first Super Saiyan in a thousand years. Why is this so hard to understand?" Vegeta said in irritation, rubbing one of his temples now in annoyance.

Brolli and his father wordlessly stared at one another, confusion in their eyes. Although Vegeta had no idea why they would be confused. He had explained everything, hadn't he? Brolli eventually looked away, cringing as he moved his arm. His fathered lowered his head for a moment, looking contemplative before lifting his gaze. The king sighed, looking between Vegeta and his mate for several moments, eyebrows drawn down in a frown. He eventually relaxed, face muscles going slack. "Are you happy?"

"Yes."

"Then I suppose I'll have to live with this arrangement."

Vegeta quietly growled. His father made it out like the situation was about him and not Vegeta. He would let it drop for now, but this wouldn't be the last they spoke of the matter. He can be just as stubborn as his father. Instead turned his attention to another matter, introducing his mate to his own father. "Kakarot. You've met my father and you've met his guard Brolli. Now you should be introduced to your father, Bardock." he said, turning his mate's attention to the last man in their little group.

"Huh?" his mate said, staring at Bardock with wide eyes.

"Hello," Bardock said, smiling as he watched Goku.

"Uh…hi."

Vegeta chuckled at his mate's dumbfounded look, patting Goku on the back before shoving him forward. "Don't be rude, Kakarot. Go give your father a hug."

Goku laughed in response, loosing his hesitation as he strode forward and grabbed Bardock in a big hug, lifting the man off the ground. His mate's father squawked in surprise at the action before he gave a chuckle, returning the embrace and smiling just as wide as Goku was. Vegeta glanced at his father, his own smile fading as the man continued to glare at his mate. His fist clenched in frustration and Vegeta was ready to actually hit his own father. But thankfully his mate stopped him from such a relationship ruining action.

"Man this is amazing. We got our dads back Vegeta. Which means there's more Saiyans. It's like one big family reunion," Goku said happily, arm around his father's shoulders proudly.

"Speaking of which. How many of you are there?" Vegeta asked, glancing at his father. Maybe a change of subject would keep all of them calm for now.

"Last count was over twenty thousand." the king replied.

"That many?" Goku and Vegeta both exclaimed.

"It's still nothing compared to our numbers before Frieza destroyed our planet. But our species is growing once more," Bardock explained softly, though his gaze was turned towards Goku.

"How is that possible?" Vegeta asked, confused as to how their numbers were so high. It didn't seem possible that so many could survive the attack and disappear without Frieza's army tracking them down.

"The Heat comes every few years now instead of every ten. We've been encouraging couples to procreate so that we can once again have the population we used to. We only started with two thousand survivors so it was important everyone reproduce who could." King Vegeta explained, though he still seemed distracted by his thoughts.

'No doubt wondering how to break up my bond with Kakarot.' Vegeta thought angrily.

"So…what do you plan to do now?" Goku asked, though his eyes were still smiling at his father.

"We plan to annihilate the weak species of this planet and make this our new home," Brolli spoke up, speaking like he was just mentioning the weather.

"WHAT!"
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