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All There Is But Never Will Be	By : animeslave18 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2699 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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WARNINGS: Language, lime, mild violence…yaoi

Vegeta groaned as he sat up in his bed. In doing so, he immediately felt his head spin and held a hand to it to make it stop. He clenched his eyes shut to help the pain subside somewhat, then opened them to see someone sitting in a chair across from him. When he noticed who it was, he sneered at him and looked away in irritation. “How are you feeling?” Brolly asked in sincere concern.

Vegeta returned the glare to his betrothed and growled. “That’s a stupid question.”

Brolly sighed and leaned forward. “Do you need anything?”

Vegeta lowered his hand and stared at the floor in determination. “I need to kill someone.” His gaze lifted to Brolly’s and narrowed his dark eyes, as if giving him a hint.

Brolly leaned back against his seat. “I can’t help you there.”

Vegeta decided to ignore him. “How long was I drugged?”

Brolly hesitated. “A month.”

A surprised look appeared on the prince’s face for a moment, then turned to frustration. “I haven’t trained in a month.” He said more to himself as he stood and headed towards the bathroom.

Brolly watched him. “What’re you doing?”

Vegeta growled. “What’s it look like?! I’m going to take a piss then go train!” He slammed the door then leaned his back against it and stared at the floor in alarm. Those bastards. They kept him under for a month. He looked around the room for anything useful…a razor…scissors…a nail file…anything. He needed it out of him. He opened the medicine cabinet and searched for anything metal and came up with nothing. “Fuck.”

“You’re not going to find anything, Vegeta.” He heard Brolly call through the door and sneered at it. That mother fucker. He’ll pay.

Vegeta decided to go ahead and do what he said he’d do, plus a few glasses of water, then went back into his bedroom to change into a clean training outfit and went to leave. Brolly immediately followed him towards the training hall, but said nothing. Vegeta eyed the man behind him and growled. He whipped around and barked, “Are you going to follow me around everywhere or what?!”

Brolly stopped and gave him a blank expression with a slight narrow of the eyes. “Unfortunately so. Orders from your father. You are not to be left alone to train, eat, sleep, and on your way to meetings. If it comes to it, not even go to the bathroom.”

Vegeta sneered at the new source of his frustration then turned and continued heading towards his destination. However, when he got there, his father was waiting for him at the entrance. He sneered again. This was NOT his day. “What do you want?!” He barked along with his sneer.

King Vegeta grabbed him by the collar and dragged him towards him ‘til he was a centimeter away from him. “Don’t you take that tone with me!” He released him by shoving him backwards, letting him stumble and collide into Brolly, who made no move to catch him. Once Vegeta caught his footing, his father told him why he was there. “A third class paid me a little visit today. Care to guess who it was?” He asked nonchalantly but forcefully.

Vegeta quirked an eyebrow and shrugged then rested his hands on his hips in an uncaring manner. “How the hell would I know any third classes?” He looked off to the side.

King Vegeta scowled. “Look at me when you say that.” He ordered.

Vegeta hesitated before slowly moving his stern gaze to his father and grit his teeth. “How…the hell…would I…know…any…third classes?” He hated doing what he was told. Absolutely HATED it!

It took a moment before the king responded. “Funny you should ask. He claimed you knew his son. Kakarot was it?” He didn’t have to look too hard to see that his son reacted with a look of surprise. “Ah, so you know him.” It wasn’t a question. “In that case,” He looked to Brolly, “I want you to go to the capital’s facility tomorrow and bring the boy here. It seems we need to know what happened between you two so we may better assess the situation.” With Brolly’s nod, King Vegeta began to walk away.

“What makes you think there’s anything between me and this…Kakarot?” His son’s words stopped him. He knew he was trying to play dumb, but he couldn’t hide it anymore.

“Because he’s still alive.” The king answered simply and continued walking.

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Kakarot purred softly as he rubbed his full belly. He couldn’t believe he went so long without food. His father was right. He shouldn’t let all of this get to him, no matter how bad it was. The important thing is it’s all over now and he can move on. Only question is, how’s he going to do that? The mark won’t let him have any children and…that was pretty much his purpose in life. His expression fell a bit when his thoughts, once again, returned to that conversation. “Hey now, don’t give me that look.” Raditz sat down beside him on his bed and lifted his chin up. “Hey, why don’t we get out of this place for a while huh? Get you some air and sun. I’ll even buy you something.” He hoped this would work.

Sure enough, Kakarot immediately perked up and smiled. “That’d be great. It seems like it’s been forever since I’ve been outside.” His tail moved behind him in a happier manner.

Raditz stood. “Alright! Sounds good. Let me just tell the doc and office where we’re going. In the meantime, get dressed. I’ll be right back.” He smiled at his little brother before leaving the room.

Kakarot’s smile followed his brother until he was out the door. He then looked around for a clean outfit lying around and spotted one on the table on the other side of the room. Carefully, he stood on his unsteady feet before slowly making his way to the table. He staggered a bit from not walking so much, but other than that, he seemed better. He smiled at this small success and began changing out of his uncomfortable hospital gown and into comfy blue gi clothes. However, right when he was pulling on his pants, a stranger appeared in the doorway and got an eye full of the tsukai’s back side. The man blushed lightly and cleared his throat, signaling that the boy had company. Kakarot immediately spun around when the hem of his pants reached his bottom then stumbled in surprise and fell backwards. The man rushed forward and helped the boy up. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you like that.” He said kindly.

Kakarot blushed fiercely as he finished pulling his pants up and fidgeted in his place while looking at the floor. “It’s okay.” He responded quietly.

The stranger stood straight. “You wouldn’t happen to be Kakarot by any chance?” He didn’t pay attention to what room number he was at. While passing by, he just so happened to catch a glimpse of a nice arse, but nonetheless, no one should change in an open doorway…especially a tsukai.

Kakarot shyly looked up at the man and nodded. Not a moment later did a thought occur to him. “Wait, are you…a…?” He blushed more, if that was possible.

The man couldn’t help but blush lightly as well when he figured out what the boy meant. “Oh no no. I’m not here for that. I actually came here to escort you to the palace.”

Kakarot looked at the man in surprise then suddenly got hit with a sense of familiarity when he looked at him a little closer. “Do I…know you?”

The man looked taken off guard for a minute before pulling himself together. “Oh, where are my manners. I’m Brolly. Prince Vegeta’s betrothed.” He bowed slightly then stood straight again.

Kakarot gasped in surprise when it all came back to him. He stumbled back a few steps before whispering, “You’re him…the one…who found me.”

Brolly’s expression fell. “Yes. I’m sorry what you went through and I’m even more so since it’s not over yet.” The poor thing. He’s been through so much and yet…it seems like that was only the beginning of his hell.

Kakarot stood still. “What…do you mean?”

Brolly sighed lightly. “Someone informed the king of your predicament and now he’s hoping to…bring some sort of closure between you and the prince, I presume.”

Kakarot took a few more steps back in fear while shaking his head. “No…no I don’t want to see him!” He clutched his head in between his hands, trying to rid the memories of the past year. “I-I just want it to stop…I just want it all to stop!” Tears formed and fell.

Brolly didn’t know how to act to this behavior. Sure he understood it. After all, from the looks of it, the boy has been through a lot. In fact, he was surprised he was even alive. Unsure, he slowly moved forward and embraced the tsukai, hoping the simple gesture would work. To his surprise, it did. Slowly, the sobs decreased and the embrace became more comfortable and less awkward as Kakarot relaxed into the other’s hold. While in the position, Brolly’s gaze moved to the scar on the boy’s neck and shoulder. He trailed his hand from the other’s back to the mark and lightly stroked it. How come he didn’t notice it before? It’s so obvious now that he looked at it. It looks angry and wide…like the boy struggled while he was bitten. His jaw clenched tightly at the thought of his betrothed chomping on the innocent boy in front of him. Instinctively, he lightly rested his chin on the younger’s untamed hair and stroked his back. Kakarot sighed at the contact and snuggled more into the embrace. He didn’t know why, but for some reason, he felt safe in the other’s arms. Almost as if he could protect him from anything.

They were startled out of their embrace when a voice tore through the doorway. “Kakarot?” Raditz asked worriedly then quickly entered the room and came to his brother’s side.

Kakarot wiped at his eyes and showed a weak smile. “I’m alright.”

Raditz checked his brother to make sure he was unharmed then moved his concerned gaze to the giant before them. “Who are you?!” He ordered.

Brolly scowled and opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by Kakarot. “This is Brolly, Raditz. He’s the prince’s betrothed.” Raditz narrowed his eyes in suspicion at the man before turning his gaze back to his little brother. “He’s…also the one who found me.” Kakarot continued quietly.

It took a minute for Raditz to register what Kakarot was saying before his gaze fell slightly. “I see.” However, he recovered quickly. “What’s he doing here then?”

“The king has ordered me to bring him to the palace.” Brolly decided to answer for himself.

Raditz stared at him in surprise. “Why?”

Brolly narrowed his eyes. “It’s between him and the king.” He didn’t feel like answering to this guy, but if it helped things move along more quickly…

“Can he come with me?” Kakarot asked timidly to Brolly.

Brolly scrunched his nose at the other. “Who is he to you?”

Kakarot took a hold of Raditz’ arm in a comforting gesture. “He’s my brother.”

Brolly thought about it for a moment. “I’m afraid the king only asked for your presence.” He looked to Kakarot.

Kakarot tensed at his answer as Raditz intervened. “I’m going with him no matter what.” He stated in determination.

Brolly sneered. “Are you defying your king’s orders?”

Raditz froze for a moment. “I don’t want to leave him alone again. Please…just let me go with him.”

Brolly saw the look of determination and fear in the other’s eyes. For a moment, he could almost feel the pain the man was showing in his face and all it took was a moment. “Fine, but you will stay in the waiting area until the king has finished his business with him.”

Raditz and Kakarot looked visibly relieved at the other’s decision. “Thank you.” Brolly turned, intended on waiting for them at the entrance. “Wait.” He stopped at Raditz’ plea. “Who told you about Kakarot?”

Brolly turned his head slightly in their direction. “A third class named Bardock.”

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Vegeta fought the elite soldiers around him with all his might, trying to impress the one watching him. His eyes kept straying to his father below him, who watched his every move with that scowl of his. A couple soldiers got a few hits in because of his distraction. After a few minutes, he grew tired of the training routine and powered up, causing all the soldiers in the large training hall to crash into the walls. The prince panted down at his father, who’s scowl narrowed even more so. So did Vegeta’s. “Care to take their place father?” He gestured around the room at the fallen soldiers, who were gradually picking themselves up.

King Vegeta stood with indifference with his arms crossed. “Hn. Why would I waste my energy on an angry brat?”

Vegeta sneered, but said nothing as he lowered himself to the ground. He crossed his arms as well and gave his father a look. “What’s wrong father? Are you too scared to fight me?”

King Vegeta raised a brow before barking out his laughter. “Scared? Of you? Really, son. You shouldn’t joke like that.” He immediately stopped his laughter and gave his son a warning look. “It could get someone killed.”

Vegeta’s gaze lifted up into a smirk. “Then why the refusal?”

King Vegeta smirked back. “Why, son, did you forget already? I wouldn’t want to do anything that would harm the baby.”

Several gasps and awes rang throughout the hall at the information. Vegeta looked around at them with a sneer, then turned it to his father. Damn that bastard. “Everyone leave! Now!” Vegeta barked while staring at the king.

Gradually, everyone left while giving glances to the king and prince. When the room was empty, Vegeta strode up to his father and stopped right in front of him with a sneer and a growl. “What the hell are you doing?! Humiliating me like that!”

King Vegeta kept up his smirk and uncrossed his arms. “Well someone needs to put you in your place.”

Vegeta grit his teeth to the point of cracking them. “Now what will they be thinking! I’m not mated yet and I’m carrying someone’s brat that no one knows about yet! You have any idea how that’s going to look on me?! On you?!” He tried so hard not to hit the man.

King Vegeta’s smirk fell. “Hn. You already ruined your image when your secret ‘hiding place’ was found. The names and faces of the tsukai’s you ruthlessly murdered were advertised all over the planet. You have any idea what I’m going through trying to keep their fathers from coming here and murdering you for what you’ve done? Now I have this dilemma with your marked tsukai and that’s something I’m still trying to process. What the hell was going through your mind when you marked him? He’s a third class!” He towered over his son as his words turned angrier.

Vegeta looked away, not really having an answer. After a moment, he looked back to his father with a seductive smirk. “Oh, you’d like him father. He’s quite adorable. He’s really hard to resist. Especially with that lean figure and the way he moans when you fuck him just right.” His explanation of words turned into moaning. He took a step closer to his father when he didn’t make a move. “His screams make your ears ring and your head spin, but then you don’t how much you realize you want more until you make him scream louder.” When he was touching his father, he lifted a leg up and rested it on the man’s hip and settled a hand under his chin, guiding him towards his face. His eyes became half lidded as he panted out his next words. “His blood tastes sweeter than anything you can imagine.” King Vegeta’s eyes widened for a moment in curiosity as he became entranced in his son’s words and touches. “It’s like being in a fucking dream when you plunge into that tight heat while drinking his life away. His screams give way to moans, then to gasps. His futile efforts in pushing me away make me want him all the more. Then, I can’t stop. I can’t stop fucking him, I can’t stop tasting him, I can’t stop listening to him cry. I need him all the more. The more I have him, the more I want him. Sound familiar?” His words turned seductive at the end and his face was right in front of his fathers.

“Yes.” King Vegeta whispered as he took his son’s lips in his own.

Vegeta moaned loudly at the desperate and rough kiss. King Vegeta grabbed his son’s hips and settled them on his own as he crushed him into a wall and pinned his wrists to it. Vegeta then moved his head to the side so he may breathe and speak while his father worshiped his neck. Vegeta moaned out and closed his eyes for a moment before opening them to stare at the high ceiling. “You asshole. Making me wait so long.” His panting lips found his father’s again and continued the rough contact.

“I told you,” King Vegeta panted out in between kisses, “I was busy. Besides, you kept running off and all those damn nobles kept taking up your time.”

“Hmmm, but I took care of them. I just have one more.” Vegeta panted out.

King Vegeta stopped then pulled away, letting his son stand. “It stops now. Besides,” His gaze dropped to Vegeta’s stomach, “you’re already carrying his child.”

Vegeta sneered. “Then get it out of me! I don’t want it!”

King Vegeta scowled. “Too bad. You’re having it whether you like it or not.”

Vegeta growled at the irritating man in front of him. How is it that the man pisses him off to no end that he would gladly give his soul to kill him, but give him the most mind blowing sex no else can? He looked away and muttered out, “Fuck you.”

King Vegeta smirked then took a hold of his son’s chin and kissed him on the cheek, then the lips. “Tonight you will. Then, we can continue talking about this.” With that, he left the room.

Vegeta stared after him with a scowl, which soon turned into a smirk. “Sure we will.”

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Kakarot fidgeted nervously as he and his brother followed the Saiyan known as Broly in front of them. His eyes darted all around them when they entered the palace and landed on the large double doors in front of them. When they approached them, they stopped. Broly turned to face them and gestured towards the doors in front of them. “Beyond here is the throne room. Kakarot shall enter alone since it was he who was summoned.” He gave Raditz a pointed stare.

Kakarot looked back at his brother with a worried look. Raditz took his hands in his, knowing his little brother’s fear. “It’s alright. I’ll wait right here for you. If you need me, I won’t be far.” He gave him a small smile, confirming his words. Kakarot tried controlling his breathing somewhat and nodded, still a little uncertain and very nervous. Raditz rested a hand against his cheek. “Just be yourself and answer truthfully. You’ll be fine.”

Kakarot nodded again, a little more courageous, and squeezed his brother’s hands before releasing them. “Thanks, Raditz.”

Broly watched the engagement for a moment before announcing, “I will tell the King that you’re here. I shall return to escort you in.” He made an assuring nod before opening one of the giant double doors and entering the enormous throne room, leaving it slightly ajar.

However, both brothers ignored what was being said so they can calm each other’s nervousness. “I wonder what’s going to happen to me.” Kakarot couldn’t help but mutter.

Raditz lifted his chin so he may look at him. “Don’t think like that. However if worse comes to worse, then just know I’ll be there for you. No matter what.”

Kakarot made a small smile. “Thank you, brother.”

Raditz waved a hand in front of him slightly. “Think nothing of it. After all, what else is family for?”

Both smiled at each other, a comforting aura blanketing them before it quickly melted away when Broly returned. He outstretched his hand to Kakarot. “Come on. His highness is waiting.”

Kakarot’s nervousness suddenly came back as he glanced back at his brother one last time before slowly taking Broly’s hand. Broly clasped his hand in his and guided him through the doors and towards the tall throne that beckoned them at the other side of the room. Kakarot’s heart leaped into his throat when he saw the king sitting in it, waiting impatiently for them to stand before them. They stopped a few feet before his majesty and Broly bowed while still holding up the tsukai’s hand. Kakarot looked back and forth between the king and Broly for a moment before imitating Broly. When both stood, the king did as well and approached Kakarot. Kakarot took a step back at the man’s stature and couldn’t help but tremble at his appearance. The similarities between he and the prince were very similar, so similar in fact that he could’ve sworn it was the prince in front of him…if it weren’t for the height that is. The intimidating man made him want to bolt from the room, but the grip that Broly had on his hand wouldn’t let him.

The king chuckled as he approached. “Don’t be afraid young one. I merely want to have a look at you.”

Despite the king’s resounding words, they didn’t comfort the young tsukai one bit, especially when the man stopped a few inches away from him. Slowly, the king lifted a hand to gently capture Kakarot’s chin, but the boy flinched away from him. The motion caused the king to scowl and Kakarot thought he disrespected him. “I-I’m sorry. Y-You look…j-just like him.” He squeaked out.

The king saw something out of the corner of his eye and looked down to see the edge of something peeking out of the tsukai’s blue gi. He sneered, then quicker than the eye could see, immediately tore the shoulder of the gi away so he may see it. Kakarot yelped and jerked his hand from Broly’s grasp so he may take several steps back and cover himself, but not before the king saw what he was looking for…the mark. The king growled. “So it’s true. The prince marked you.” He barked out.

Kakarot trembled at the truth and tried his hardest to keep his emotions in check. “Y-Yes.” He whimpered out.

The king stood still and quiet for what seemed like hours until he finally spoke. “You will be moved here in the palace until I figure out what to do with you. In the meantime, everyone in the palace will know that you have been marked by the prince but they still have free reign over you. You are free to roam wherever you please except where the guards are standing or ordered by me otherwise. You are not allowed outside of the palace unless I grant you permission. If you do happen to get impregnated, then you will return to the facility. The only reason you are staying here is because of that mark. If you stay in a facility, you will not fulfill your duties as a tsukai. I believe you will have a better chance if you stay here.”

After Kakarot soaked in the information, he had to ask about his worst fear. “W…Will…the prince…be…” He couldn’t finish the sentence, the thought alone made him want to burst into tears.

However, King Vegeta seemed to have a pretty good idea on what he meant and saved him the trouble of asking. “No. He is forbidden to be near or with you and will not be allowed in your courters unless you allow it.” He moved his piercing gaze to Broly, who remained quiet all this time. “Broly, here, will watch over you and escort you to wherever you wish to go. However,” He turned his attention to the burly Saiyan. “I strongly suggest recruiting another guard that is trustworthy to watch over him, since your hands are already full.”

Broly bowed slightly. “Of course, your highness. I already have someone in mind.”

The king eyed him approvingly. “Very good.”

Kakarot took a step forward. “W-What about my brother? Will…will he be able to…visit me?” He asked hopefully, but suddenly felt embarrassed for his boldness to ask such a question.

King Vegeta crossed his arms. “Yes. However, only family may see you. Anyone else needs my permission. Are my orders clear?”

Kakarot shrank back at the king’s question and nodded. “Y…yes.”

The king relaxed his stance slightly and uncrossed his arms. “Good. Broly will show you to your chambers and get you settled in. It was…interesting…meeting you, Kakarot.” The king ended a bit awkwardly but in amusement nonetheless.

Either way, it got a tremble out of the tsukai who quickly bowed and began to leave. Broly stayed behind for a moment to question his highness, which probably isn’t the smartest thing to do, but risked it anyway. “My king, why must I be the one responsible for the tsukai? Is there truly no one else?” He asked in a hushed voice.

The king smirked. “Well, Broly. If you don’t want to be responsible for someone, then I suggest not rescuing them.” With that, a surprised Broly was dismissed, following Kakarot out of the room.

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*Rereads the chapter in uncertainty* I…‘think’…this is good? Yeah. We’ll see where this goes. I just hope I don’t have to rewrite anything. O.o Hopefully it won’t have to come to that. So, yay or nay?
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