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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil

By Sefiru

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Pairings: Kakarott x Vegeta

Warnings: NC-17, yaoi, anal, oral,
BDSM, bondage, violence, language, pure evil.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to Kakarott. Long
live the King.

Kit-kit: does this mean I get a cookie?

Katonie: the reunion�s in
the next chapter � I want to spend more time making fun of Raditz.

Macha: and here I was worried that the
knock-down-get-up thing would look clich�. ^^ yay for
literary tradition!

ChibiDilandau: Of course I agree, Vegeta does rock.

pun_xy: yes, I�m a sneaky sneak. And Vegeta is
composed of pure badassitude, but you know that.

In this chapter: Kakarott takes on a tuffle
battle fleet, and Gohan does some rescuing.

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Chapter 17: Loose Ends

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�� As Tuffles and Oozaru rampaged
around them, Koshubu shouted in Kakarott�s ear. �I
didn�t want to interrupt your battle, but we have a big problem. There�s a
fleet of Tuffle ships approaching Vegetasei.�

�� How
many?�

�� Ships?
Twenty. All battleships, too.�
Too many � they would overrun the fledgling Saiyan homeworld through sheer numbers. And now that they knew
about the power of Oozaru, there was no way they
would let the Saiyan people live. He could not allow
that fleet to land.

�� Bardock, cover
me,� he called, and raised his hands over his head. The energy ball that formed
was a good four meters across, and he was only getting started. First his own ki at SSJ3, then the
animals and plants around him. Vegetasei was a
big planet and home to some massive animals; he could draw more power here than
he could on Earth, but not enough. He would have to draw ki
from his people. At least this time I won�t
need Mr Satan to endorse me! He reached out with
his mind: < Saiyans, hear your king! At this
moment, a fleet of warships is approaching our planet; if we all combine our
power, we can strike them down in one blow. Lend me your power to defend our
world! > And they did � energy flowed into him from every corner of the
planet that had Saiyans on it.

�� He dimly heard
the bellows of Oozaru around him. He couldn�t tell
who was winning, but there were fewer Tuffle kis than there had been, and the same number of Saiyans. The ball of energy grew larger than any he�d made
before, but was it big enough? �Koshubu ��

�� Technically I�m
not supposed to do anything, but since I just happen to be standing here
minding my own business �� The Dragon made a sound that was meant to be an
innocent whistle. It sounded like a foghorn.

�� I won�t tell if
you don�t.� Kakarott added that stream of power to his spirit bomb, which was
now so big that it overshadowed the whole battlefield. A Tuffle
broke through the fight and rushed at him; Bardock dashed to intercept it, his ki exploding with golden fire. Kakarott grinned and
launched his fireball into space. His mind followed it as it flew towards the Tuffle fleet; they saw it coming and tried to shoot it
down, but it only absorbed the shots and grew bigger. He sent it into the
middle of the fleet and told it to detonate. The power surge was too much even
for his enhanced form, and he blacked out.

�� When he came to,
he was lying on the ground with Bardock standing over him, his fur shining
brilliant gold. Kakarott sat up gingerly. He had fallen out of Super Saiyan but was otherwise fine, and his ki
was normal. �Bardock! I like the look.�

�� Whuff.� The silver light faded
away and the soldiers returned to normal. Bardock pulled down a spike of his
hair and stared at it. �Me, a Legendary. I didn�t see
this one coming. Don�t scare me like that, son, it�s bad for my blood
pressure.�

�� I�m not
planning on it.� Kakarott couldn�t sense any Tuffle kis and Koshubu had also
vanished, so he concluded the day�s business was over. �Come on,
let�s go celebrate our victory and your ascension.�

***

�� Gohan let Raditz and Turles take point as they made their way through the ship;
they had some kind of contest going on who could take out the most Tuffles, and generally plowed through any obstacles with
ease. Gohan occupied himself with talking to his new
� what was he supposed to call them? Guardsmen? They
reminded him of himself at that age: more enthusiasm than sense, and still
insecure about their own power. This one was more thoughtful, that one more athletic,
some were curious and some were shy. Sehji was the
ringleader, or had become so from Gohan�s favor, and he stuck by Gohan�s
side like a limpet. He seemed to think Gohan would
vanish if he took his eyes off him.

�� When they arrived
at the compartment where the children were being held, they startled the Tuffles in the outer chamber. Some of them changed to their
takeover form, but Gohan�s ki
blast incinerated them before they could do anything. The younger pack, not
about to get possessed again, made short work of the rest. Turles
started rifling the dead bodies pockets for keys, but it turned out they didn�t
need them; the inner door opened by a crack, and a dark eye peered out. �Sehji?�

�� Raisa?� As soon as he said her
name, the little girl ran out and plastered herself on him.

�� Sehji! I missed you!�

�� I�m so sorry, Raisa.� He took her into his arms and nuzzled her hair. One
by one a few more children crept out, clearly the pack�s younger brothers and
sisters. Gohan frowned. All of them were alarmingly
thin; hadn�t they been fed properly? He turned to his sometime henchmen.

�� Did you two have
any idea about this?�

�� Raditz shook his head. Turles
said, �I suspected, but �� Then the children spotted him and started waving.

�� Hi, Uncle Turles! Candy man!�

�� Candy man? Raditz�s lip quirked; Turles
snarled at him. �One word and I stuff that hair up your nose.�

�� Gohan couldn�t help but smile. �Looks like Dad was right about you. He�ll probably make you an admiral once
we get home.�

�� What the fuck
does your dad have to do with this? And he can�t make me an admiral.�

�� Yes he can. Since he is the King, and all.� Everyone except Raditz looked startled at this; Sehji
had that puppy-eyes look again.

�� You�re a prince?
Our lord is a prince?�

�� Yep.� He ruffled Sehji�s hair.
�Now let�s get all these children out of here to somewhere safe.� Before Vegeta
broke the ship apart around them, he didn�t say. With the amount of ki he could sense being thrown around, they�d be lucky to
have a spaceworthy ship left in the end. �Turles,
keep an eye on the door, will you?�

�� Whatever. I�d
better not go in there, or I�ll start smashing things. Prince.�

�� Thank you.� Gohan remembered that Turles was
touchy about his pride, and he was glad not to get in a fight over it. He
stepped across to the inner door; the pack had sorted out whose siblings were
whose, and Sehji was telling Raisa
about the fight. �And that�s Lord Gohan, who saved
us. I work for him now.�

�� Hi, Lord Gohan!�

�� Hi yourself, Raisa. I came to
rescue all of the children. Will you show me?�

�� Ok.� She jumped
down and led him through the door. Even though he braced himself, it was
shocking; sixty Saiyan children in one room with no
supervision should have been pandemonium. This was far too quiet. The oldest
children looked about thirteen, just short of adult growth, while the youngest
was less than a year old, and they all were underfed. He understood what Turles meant about smashing things. The babies were the
worst; there were two, and they lay listless on their cot, only their open eyes
showing that they were awake. Gohan immediately
scooped them up and started feeding them his ki. They
looked brighter; one shifted to a more comfortable position and fell asleep,
and the other began chewing on his thumb.

�� Hey, Princey,� Turles called, �I�m not
liking the sounds coming through the hull, here.�

�� I know!� Vegeta
and Brolli were still having it out, he would swear
Vegeta had gone up to level three, and he didn�t want to end up breathing
vacuum. Plus, some of these children needed healers now. He considered: fifty-eight children and fourteen adults. That
made four children each; it was manageable. �Raditz
�� Gohan looked around to find the older Saiyan cornered by a bevy of toddlers. They looked a lot
like Gohan had the first time they�d met; they
weren�t doing anything but staring up at him soulfully, but he was rather
wild-eyed. �Never mind. Sehji,
help me out.�

***

Raditz: what the fuck, woman �
toddlers!?

Sefiru: it�s called �poetic
justice,� sucker.

Vegeta: *falls over laughing*

Next chapter: the adventurers are homeward bound.
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