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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: So this part was emotionally trying to write...and I am not sure that I am pleased with it. Emotions are running all over the map with Bardock and Raditz in the chapter. As always comments are welcome as is criticism. I'm in the process of looking for a Beta for not only this but for my DBZ fics in general though the search is going...slowly to say the least which means all mistakes are mine and I apologize.

Part Twenty-Four: And the Darkness Closes in

Ria knew it was going to be bad when Turles sweeps into the room during a meal. He was far too smug, far too amused. Bardock was in trouble, if he knew anything about the situation between the two males. He focuses on his plate and tries to keep his face blank of emotion. He couldn't help the older Saiyan and crossing Turles would do neither of them any good at this point. "Ria, you're dismissed for the day." The curt tone told Ria more than anything else would. Whatever he had to say to the crew involved Bardock...and he wasn't going to be allowed to participate...primarily because he was on the male's side. Knowing better than to refuse, and hating the male for whatever he was about to put Bardock through, he rises in one fluid motion.

"Yes, captain," he intones.

He is just passing him when Turles remarks, "Oh, you might want to get some medical supplies handy. Bardock will need them once the lesson is over."

Ria merely nods fearing what he would actually say were he to vocalize his agreement. He quickly gets out of the room glad when the door closes. 'Bastard,' he thinks, 'I hope you meet your end someday...and I hope it's painful for what you are putting him through.' He could only hope that Bardock survived whatever Turles had planned for him...because he was sure it was going to be awful.

Slipping into the medic bay, he sighs softly. This was becoming a real mess. 'You only have yourself to blame,' he thinks, 'You should have just mated the bitch and been done with it...but NO, you had to go and refuse. You're such an idiot, Ria.' He collects what he thinks will be needed for Bardock. He's got a pretty good idea of what was about to be said by their captain and it made him hurt for the older Saiyan. He brings the supplies towards his quarters and isn't pleased to bump into Bardock. The male looks at what he's carrying and gives a bitter smile. "I can only surmise what that is for," he comments.

"It's for after they get done doing to you whatever Turles tells them," Ria replies bitterly.

"Be glad he's not making you watch," Bardock replies softly.

Ria's eyes widen at the thought. "He...wouldn't..."

"Cross him and he WILL," Bardock says softly, "You and I both know what he's capable of, Ria."

Ria flinches. "I hate him, Bardock."

"I know, but the trick is NOT to let him know that."

"That gets harder every day."

"I am sure it does...but I am needed in the Mess Hall...so...I shouldn't keep him waiting."

Ria watches him walk and wonders how he managed a calm facade when he was sure that Bardock was terrified of what awaited him behind that door. 'Stay strong, Bardock,' he thinks, 'You have a family who still needs you...and fate willing, you'll get back to them.'

Bardock takes one look at the door separating him from Turles and the rest of his crew and can't help but wonder if this was all he was going to be good for. It wasn't a happy thought but...it was beginning to look like the truth. He takes a deep breath before steeling his resolve and stepping into the room. "There you are...I was wondering how long you were going to dawdle."

A lot of nasty responses come to mind but he struggles to keep them to himself. Instead he merely replies, "You called, I got here."

Turles snorts. "I might have to teach you the meaning of 'promptly' one of these days."

"I think I am passed the point where I can learn anything," he retorts.

Turles chuckles. "I don't think so...and neither will you," he tells him before looking at room, "Remember boys; no scarring, mutilation, AND he'd best be alive once you're done with him. Other than that...have fun."

Bardock feels his body go VERY taut at that. He watches the male slide out of the room and finds himself quite tempted to strangle the male when he got his hands on him. However, he knows that is NOT his most pressing problem when he's approached. The desire to withdraw is hard to force back and he refuses to be seen as weak. If he was going to get raped, they were going to have to overpower him first.

A moment later, the door slides open again. "Oh, I nearly forgot..." Turles says as he approaches and snaps a ki-inhibitor around his wrist. "Sorry about that."

Bardock was REALLY going to kill the bastard. "You're going to make me kill you one of these days," Bardock seethes.

Turles merely grins and blows him a kiss before leaving again. Bardock can only wonder why ANYONE would allow such a monster to wander the galaxy freely. 'Frieza's end came...and so will his,' he thinks to himself, 'I just...have to be patient...and hope that I am stronger than he is when it happens.' However, that wasn't his most PRESSING issue at the moment. He was now at a drastic disadvantage which meant that willing or not...he was about to be hurt. Badly.

Even with his ki blocked, Bardock puts up a hell of a fight refusing to let himself be hurt without doling out his own brand of pain. He knew it was inevitable, knew that he couldn't possibly avoid what was coming but neither could he just stand there passively and take what they wanted to dish out.

He connects with the wall AGAIN, this time with his lip split and tastes his own blood. The room spins a little bit as his vision swims. A blow to his stomach sends him to his knees and he knows that the chances of him continuing the fight didn't look good. "Why don't you surrender?" one of them asks, "Before you lose anymore blood."

"I...am not sure that you understand that I have never and WILL never willinglly let someone hurt me," Bardock grits out. He tries to rise but it's unsuccessful as another bout of dizziness nearly floors him again. It's embarrasing that the male before him has to support him when he was about to hurt him. It also annoyed the hell out of Bardock. 'Look at it this way,' he thinks derisively, 'You're about to understand a fraction of how Raditz feels.'

"I don't think you have much fight left in you, do you?" the male asks mildly.

Bardock squeezes his eyes shut and wishes that he was ANYWHERE in the universe than stuck in that room. Anywhere than stuck with Turles without a choice in the matter, without a way out. He just wanted to be back on Vegeta-sei with his sons, grandson, and most of all; Tora. He's just not that optimistic about his chances for that happening.

In his state, he has no way of defending himself adequately and is soon stripped out of his clothing. He makes one more weak attempt at defense that is thwarted and ends up on his knees again. He is pretty sure he's not capable of stopping what was coming now. All he could do is hope that he survived it emotionally intact. He's just not that optimistic.

****POV Change*****

The nightmares return. Raditz wondered when they would start again. He jerks into a sitting position gasping in horror. It takes him a few minutes to remember where he was and that he was HOME. "What, exactly, is wrong NOW?"

He slowly turns to look at his mate who glowers at him. "Sorry," he says quietly, "It...won't happen again."

Slowly, Broly sits up. "Why don't I believe you?"

"It's just a nightmare. I'm sorry I woke you up."

"Why does it still feel like you're lying?"

"Look, I DON'T answer to you!" he snaps not in the mood for an interrogation. Unfortunately, he remembers, a little too late that it did NOT help him to make his mate annoyed with him. The male rolling and pressing him to the bed tells him that well enough.

"How many times are we going to have to go through this?" Broly demands, "I would have THOUGHT you would understand who is in CHARGE here!"

Raditz feels himself go tense beneath him. "I won't spend the rest of my life apologizing to you," he says quietly, tonelessly, "I...had a nightmare and didn't mean to wake you up."

"A nightmare...from a previous bed-partner?"

Raditz flinches. "Don't say it like I had a CHOICE!" he snaps, "Because I assure you I did NOT!"

"Quit getting testy," Broly warns. Raditz reigns in the angry, bitter words he wants to fling at the male for this. It wasn't enough that he was stuck with the male, he didn't want to hear what sounded like him blaming HIM for what happened while he was forced to serve Frieza.

"I...don't appreciate you insinuating, even accidently, that I was there WILLINGLY!"

Broly snorts. "As if you do ANYTHING willingly."

Raditz's hostility rises. "What is THAT supposed to mean?"

Broly, damn the male, laughs at this. "You are at your most fetching when hostile...I hope you know."

Raditz takes ahold of the pillow before hitting his mate with it. "You are DEPLORABLE!" he seethes before getting out of the bed.

"I never said I was nice," Broly comments.

"Go to hell!" he snaps before stalking out of the room. Why fate had to saddle HIM with such an ungrateful bastard was beyond him...but he wasn't pleased. A soft cry has him moving to his son's room immediately and he finds himself rather glad for the interruption into the argument. He moves to his son and gently picks him up allowing him to nurse. Closing his eyes, Raditz could only wonder if there was ever going to be a time where he didn't feel like he was standing on the edge of an abyss waiting for the bottom to drop out.

Braiden is soon settled and Raditz goes into the kitchen trying to occupy himself not wanting to go back into the bedroom afraid of what he might say to the male within. There was no reason to try and push a fight with an adversary that he just couldn't beat. With how he felt at the moment, he would definitely get himself hurt...which was NOT what he wanted.

Footsteps alert him to the fact that he wasn't going to get any privacy and he wonders what deity he had pissed-off into never giving him a break. "You have YET to learn what not to say to me," Broly says from the doorway.

"After all I've been through these passed few months, you're going to be stupid enough to aggitate me into retaliating and THEN blame ME for what I say? Are you really THAT much of a prick?" It was, once again, the wrong thing to say and Raditz knew it even before he hit the counter.

"Why is it that you ALWAYS have to say the WRONG thing?"

"M-maybe because you're a short-tempered, emotionless PRICK!" Raditz snaps back at him before trying to pull away.

Broly's response is to grab his tail and squeeze. Hard. Raditz gasps out in pain nearly going limp against the counter-top. "Wrong thing to say."

Raditz squeezes his eyes shut and hopes that this was NOT a prelude to sex because honestly, he did NOT want to be touched by anyone which included his mate. Unfortunately, he's pretty sure that he has no choice but to endure it. He had one VERY good reason to just lay on the counter and let his body be used. "Broly...please...could we just NOT have sex right now?" he whispers against the hard surface, "PLEASE?"

"It seems to be the only way to make you compliant."

He flinches at that. "Don't...don't say that."

"The truth hurts then, does it?"

Raditz feels that same crushing despair fill him and wonders WHY he'd ever thought he'd get a break. "Fine," he whispers, "Do with me what you will. It's all I'm apparently good for."

"It's about time you understood the issue at hand."

Feeling infinitely worse about the whole damn situation, Raditz merely wonders what he could have possibly done to deserve this and then decides it really didn't matter. He was stuck in hell with no way out...and the worst part of the whole sordid situation is that this time, he'd chosen it himself. He had no one to blame for his misery BUT himself.
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