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Unwanted Mating	By : NLDCat Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7101 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of the characters from the show and I am writing this purely for entertainment purpose with no monetary gain.

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Author's note: To everyone who felt I wasn't updating quickly enough; thanks for enjoying this story so much! It does me good to hear that you all can't wait to see what happens next. Hopefully, I can keep your attention. Feedback is always welcome and greatly appreciated.

Part Thirteen: One Bad Turn Deserves Another...

Three days pass before Raditz feels like he's calmed down from EVERYTHING. 'Nice,' he thinks, 'This whole damn situation sucks.' Running a hand through his hair, he could only wonder how much worse this whole damn situation could get. He gets dressed and heads for the palace needing something to occupy his time with. "There you are...I was beginning to wonder if you died of embarassement," Vegeta comments.

"Shut up, prince," he tells him.

"What's got your spandex in a knot?"

"Nothing."

"I don't believe you."

"Look, I am not trying to fight with you about this because I am quite tired of being questioned, interrogated, or otherwise bothered about my hell-spawned MATE!"

"You really ARE moody today."

Raditz grits his teeth and his fists clench in a clear indication that he was going to swing at the arrogant, smirking prince he was forced to serve if he did NOT let it go. "Vegeta, enough," Kakarot tells him sternly.

"He's..."

"Well, can you BLAME him for how he feels?"

"No but..."

"No 'buts', Vegeta. Leave him alone. He's had enough trouble from Broly to last him several lifetimes."

Raditz tries to get his expression devoid of emotion but truth was, he was scared. In all of this, he had realized just one detail; he had yet to face his mate in HIS throes of heat. The very thought of that has him nearly petrified but he wasn't willing to discuss this with either his brother or the prince. Hell, he wasn't quite sure he wanted to discuss this with his father. However, he was pretty sure it WOULD be Bardock who he would be running to. It's not a happy thought.

A hand brushing his shoulder sends him jerking away hard enough to nearly tumble himself down the stairs. "Raditz, you are in NO condition to be here," Nappa tells him worriedly as he steadies him, "What has you so tense?"

"Nothing," he says quickly as he straightens.

"That's such bullshit and you know it."

"Look, I really don't want to discuss it with you if you don't mind."

"And if I DO mind?"

"I am sorry for you then."

"You're being difficult which means that something is wrong in your universe."

"I am thinking the situation to death...like normal," he mutters.

"Raditz, would you stop being difficult and TALK?"

"It won't help so there is no point."

Nappa sighs. "Raditz, why must you be so DIFFICULT?"

"I am naturally that charming or don't you remember?"

The elite rolls his eyes. "You are impossible, 'Ditz."

"You should know that."

"You would think after all this time that I WOULD," he mutters.

Raditz finds himself smiling slightly at that. It was almost fun to tease and aggrevate Nappa and it helped calm him somewhat. "Some things don't change between the two of you," comes Vegeta's comment.

"Well, no, I guess not," Nappa agrees," but that could be seen as a good thing at times."

"And I am sure that it drives you crazy at others," Vegeta remarks.

"You know it."

Raditz tries to tell himself that it would be okay, that worrying about that wasn't necessary right now. He had enough of going into hysterics, he didn't need to add more stress to the list before he had to. He should just relax and enjoy spending time with the ones who mattered most. It was just easier said than done because it seemed to be ALL he could think about.

He isn't sure how he manages to last the whole day with how he feels. Returning to his place of residence, he locks the door for good measure even though he's pretty sure that wouldn't help. He was way too wound up to even contemplate going anywhere NEAR his mate's home at the moment. Fed up with his own fears, he draws a bath hoping that it would calm his nerves. 'You knew what you were getting into when you agreed to this bonding,' he tells himself firmly, 'You KNOW what he's like so why are you panicking? It's going to hurt like hell. Get over it. Besides, it's really nothing new after awhile. You got used to Frieza and his henchmen. You can get used to Broly.' He's not sure that the pep-talk is going to help but it had to count for something.

Feeling a little more in control of things, he slips out of the tub and wraps a towel around his hips before grabbing another one and starting on his hair. If he didn't handle it now it would be a tangled mess by morning. It was one of the joys of having the wild mane he did. It was hard to manage sometimes but it was the only vanity he had.

He's nearly gotten it toweled dry when there is pounding on the front door. A soft sigh escapes him and he can only surmise who would be at his door this late. Deciding NOT to risk his front door, he goes down and opens the door. Somehow, he's not surprised to see who is there. "Is there a reason you're banging on my door this late?" he inquires trying for a calm, non-aggressive tone when he really just wants to slam the door in the male's face.

He feels no better when he gets no answer, just an unsettling stare as his mate looks him slowly up and down. The long haired male is sure that he should have pulled on something more decent before coming to see who it was regardless of the fact that he already KNEW who it was. "Do you always answer the door in such a state of undress?"

"Only when I know who it is," he answers.

"Don't do it again. Get inside."

Raditz barely manages to keep from replying like he wants to knowing that it wouldn't help. Antagonizing Broly was probably a VERY bad idea at this point so he just withdraws further into the building letting his mate step in and close the door. He turns and heads back to his room to finish what he was doing. Whatever Broly needed could be dealt with there. He resumes his towel-drying. It was probably a bad idea to just dismiss Broly but he didn't really care. Finally, his curiousity gets the best of him and he risks asking, "So, what has you here at this time of night?"

"I'm allowed to be where you are."

That was true enough if not a little vague. "You normally don't seek me out unless you want something," he points out.

"It's NONE of your business, Raditz, unless I make it so."

Of course that would be the male's response. "Fine, fine," he mutters before grabbing his brush and starting in on the mess that was his hair.

"Could you put some clothes on?"

"Does it bother you that much?"

"It's...disconcerting."

Raditz looks at him. "You're telling me that me being nearly naked bothers you?"

"Put. Clothes. On. NOW."

Defiance fills him. "Look, this is MY home. If I want to parade around half-naked then I WILL. Hell, if I decide to walk around COMPLETELY naked that, too, is MY choice!" Movement a moment later has him sprawled across his bed and the brush clattering to the floor. Obviously that had been a REALLY bad idea. "H-hey..." he starts to protest when his towel is yanked off and tossed haphazardly on the floor. "Broly..."

"I warned you," the male replies, "YOU didn't listen to me."

"What is WRONG with you?" he demands trying, unsuccessfully to push him off of him.

"Nothing," comes his mate's reply, "You just pushed all the WRONG buttons."

"I took a damn bath! It's not MY fault you came here when I was getting out and trying to deal with my hair which takes some TIME to manage!"

"You did NOT need to answer the door mostly NUDE!"

"That is NOT your call to make!"

"As your MATE I am MAKING it my business!"

"You're being completely NEUROTIC, you psychopath!"

He needed to really learn how to just shut up and leave well enough alone. It was the worst trait to have when dealing with someone like Broly because it only ended up with HIM paying the price for such stupidity. "You just have NOT learned NOT to argue with me HAVE you?"

His tone is enough to let Raditz know that this was BAD. "Get off of me...because I am NOT in the mood to deal with you."

"And you think it matters what YOU want?"

Raditz flinches at the words. Really, what had he been THINKING? "No," he finally whispers, "No, I guess not."

"The sooner you remember that the better off you'll be."

Really, he should have KNOWN better than to do this but obviously he still hadn't learned how to just concede the battle before it became more of a problem than he could handle. That was unfortunate because dealing with someone like Broly meant that learning was usually a very PAINFUL experience. "So, I need to learn to just let you win...could you please get off of me because I really do NOT like being nude beneath you."

"Why not? I personally prefer that." Of course he did.

"Why NOT? The reason is because NORMALLY this position ends up with me BLEEDING!"

"You agreed to this union."

Raditz wonders if that was going to be the bottom line for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, there really was no argument to be had against that because he HAD agreed to it. "Fine, fine, it's all MY fault. Now could you PLEASE get off of me?"

"No." Surprise there. At some point he really needed to stop making it easy for his mate to hurt him. He's just not really sure how to accomplish it and is beginning to fear that there IS no way to do so.

A soft, resigned sound escapes him. That this was more of a chore than anything was extremely bothersome to Raditz who knew sex was SUPPOSED to be enjoyable. "Fine...then just get this over with," he finally tells the male. Hopefully, if he got what he wanted then he would just leave him alone. It probably wasn't going to happen but optimism had to count for SOMETHING.

It's NOT long before he's trying to find something to think about other than the fact that his body feels like it's being impaled by a damn tree. It's not easy. Clutching the sheets, he has to wonder if he was ever going to get a damn break. Squeezing his eyes shut, he struggles to get his body to relax to make it easier but it just wasn't working at this point because he was far too tense with the whole situation.

Unfortunately for him, Broly gets rougher. A low, helpless sound escapes him and his eyes slowly open because this just was NOT normal for the male. The gaze that meets him makes him understand that he NEVER wanted to deal with this male like this. He squeezes eyes back shut and wonders how he could have EVER thought that what happened in the throne room had been bad. This was so much damn worse. 'Can't I catch a damn BREAK?' he thinks bitterly.
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