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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: FIRST, let me apologize for the length of time it took for this part to be completed. There was a lot of stuff all rolled into one. I can't promise that the next part WON'T take as long but I promise to TRY not to make it take five months for an update. SECOND, this fic is going in a different direction than I first foresaw and next chapter will let you know just a heads up. For THIS chapter warnings include; angst, public breastfeeding with a male, and general unhappiness of characters.

Part Twenty-Eight: Anything That Can Go Wrong...

"So...he finally left did he?" Raditz inquires gazing out his door at his brother who had decided on some random early morning visit though he wasn't exactly displeased to see the younger Saiyan. He was just a little surprised.

"He did," Kakarot answers with a smile, "But that's not exactly why I am here. Other than to let you know he left after father, Vegeta and I wanted to invite you, Braiden, AND Broly out for lunch outside. We figured...it might do you BOTH some good to relax and have some fun."

Raditz is quiet a moment as he contemplates this. The thought of spending an afternoon with the other two was highly tempting. "I'll...go and ask Broly." He withdraws wondering if his mate would accept the offer. He finds the other rocking Braiden.

"Who was at the door?"

"Kakarot. He came to let me know that Toma left to find my father. Also...he and Vegeta were wondering if we would all like to join them for lunch."

"Oh?"

"Yes...sort of a brotherly-bonding sort of thing," he replies before murmuring, "Please, Broly?" He watches his mate gaze back at him a moment before nodding his consent. Raditz heads back to the door. "We'll be with you in a bit," he tells his brother. Kakarot grins at him.

"Good."

His brother's tone makes him chuckle softly before he withdraws again. He finds his mate redressing Braiden. "If you don't want to..."

"I didn't say that now did I?"

"No, but..."

"Then what are you worried about?"

He is quiet as he gets changed as he wonders if actually being honest was a good idea. "I...don't...like pushing."

"You're not pushing," Broly replies quietly, "And you don't need to walk on eggshells with me."

Raditz doesn't answer and just finishes getting ready. He didn't believe him obviously but he wasn't going to tell the other that too fearful that he would change his mind and that was the last thing that Raditz wanted. He just had to wonder why his brothers would want both him AND Broly together and hoped that nothing went majorly wrong because it seemed that optimism was about all he had at the moment. He goes with him and heads to meet both Kakarot and Vegeta. "We figured with all the stress going on, a day outside wouldn't hurt," Kakarot says gazing at Broly with a smile, "I mean, we ARE family after all." His brother was trying which rather pleased Raditz and he hoped his mate would do the same in return.

They end up in a secluded glade on a blanket, with a basket of food. "Your father knows you're out and about right?" Raditz asks Vegeta.

"Yes, father knows. He thought it a good idea...considering how stressed you and Kakarot have been about Bardock."

"My father needs to be home...and hopefully WITH Tora," Raditz replies as he brushes his tail over Braiden's stomach who was laying in his lap. The infant reaches for it before pulling it close.

"That would be a start," Kakarot agrees as he smiles at Braiden, "He's so cute, Raditz."

"I've noticed," Raditz murmurs watching him curl with the appendage before he finally looks at Vegeta, "I can't imagine your father...being pleased with things."

"That I can't have a child?" Vegeta asks. At his nod, he chuckles and murmurs, "Raditz, I don't need to have my own child. He's letting me choose my heir...and I already have."

Raditz stares at him and watching his eyes flick down has him startled. "Braiden...you chose Braiden?"

"Of course I did," Vegeta replies like it was the most obvious thing in the world, "Who else would I choose?"

"I am sure that you and Kakarot could..."

"Raditz, Kakarot and I are happy NOT having children," Vegeta interrupts, "Which is why I told my father that in the absence of ME having a child then my BROTHER'S would succeed me. He didn't argue considering that not only is he my nephew but he is from his mate's family, too. It is FINE."

"He's right," Kakarot says softly, "We're both in agreement on this. Maybe down the line that will change and we'll have one of our own but it doesn't change the fact that Braiden IS heir because Vegeta and I BOTH agree on it."

Raditz looks down at the infant. "You have time...to change your minds."

"We know," Vegeta answers, "as we knew you would say that, too. You're quite predictable, Raditz."

"I am just saying NOT to make any hasty decisions."

"Uh huh which is why we both agreed to wait until Braiden is FIVE to make the formal announcement. See...it gives us time to change our minds."

"But you don't think you will."

"Raditz, as long as you've known me...have I EVER done so?"

"No but..."

"Then in five years, my answer will STILL be the same."

Raditz throws a piece of fruit out him which he catches laughing. "Jerk," Raditz mutters, "I don't know why I put up with you for so long."

"Something about it being your job I think," comes the amused reply.

"Worst job in the universe..."

Vegeta laughs at him which makes him roll his eyes though he had to admit that the atmosphere was light and was doing his emotions some good because Vegeta was right, he WAS worried about Bardock. He wanted his father home and safe.

"Are you sure Kakarot is the younger of the two?" Broly's amused query takes Raditz by surprise as he gazes at his mate a moment.

"Technically YES but...well, as you can clearly see."

Broly chuckles at this. "Oh, I definitely DO."

"Are you calling me immature?" Vegeta demands.

"Of course not," Broly retorts smirking.

Vegeta throws a grape at him which Broly merely catches and pops into his mouth. Raditz finds this a VERY promising scene. Perhaps thing would be alright at some point if they could manage to get along without supervision.

They are almost finished eating when Braiden wakes up crying and fussy. Immediately, Broly lifts the infant up purring and cooing at him which definitely gets his attention...not to mention startles Vegeta and Kakarot who watch this seemingly vindictive Saiyan as he blows raspberries on Braiden's stomach as the cub giggles and coos back. Raditz smiles softly even as he knows it was temporary since the other was probably hungry. "Finish eating," Broly murmurs softly, "I've got him entertained for the moment."

"Alright," he replies focusing on his plate as Broly entertains Braiden who apparently finds his father's antics amusing. As Raditz watches Kakarot and Vegeta smirk and chuckle it becomes obvious that the infant wasn't the ONLY one who did. It also gave his siblings plenty of blackmail where his mate was conserned.

Finally, his plate is empty and he is pretty sure that they are about to have blackmail over him as well as he slides his top off. "Broly, let me have him," he says softly. A moment later finds him cradling the infant who gazes up at him before giving a radiant smile and moving for a nipple. Raditz closes his eyes at the sensations.

"That is definitely one of the reasons I think I am glad that there isn't a child involved here," Vegeta comments, "I would be mortified to have to do that."

"It's embarrassing...so I try only to do it when I'm either alone with him or with family who won't insult me," Raditz replies gazing at him meaningfully.

Vegeta smiles. "I would hardly insult you...the sight is stunning Raditz."

Heat fills his face. "Well...err..thank you...I think," he manages before gazing at him, "I didn't take YOU for a bottom, prince."

Vegeta snorts. "I am not, it was just...a thought. You really think I would let Kakarot...Raditz, you've served me HOW long?"

"You two were kinda tangled up when I found you that one time. I wasn't sure who was WHERE." Watching the two of them turning red makes him smirk. "Don't make me embarrassed because you BOTH know that I will return the favor ten-fold." The deepening blushes have him grinning and humming softly as he holds Braiden. A yes, victory was QUITE nice.

The afternoon goes surprisingly well with the atmosphere becoming relaxed. However, the sight of Jyel and the King waiting by the doors when they approach sets off Raditz's internal alarms. "Is everything alright?" Vegeta asks as they get closer.

"Raditz, who here do you think has the deepest desire to hurt you?" the king asks ignoring his son's inquiry.

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"I mean who here would want to hurt you. This is important, Raditz."

"Father, what is going on?" Vegeta demands apparently liking his tone just as little as Raditz.

"Someone broke into the medical wing safe."

"Someone broke..." Vegeta never gets the sentence finished before a low sound escapes from Raditz and has him turning. "'Ditz?"

"Please...please tell me the discs are NOT missing...PLEASE."

"I'm sorry, Raditz," Jyel says quietly.

"Oh god..."

"We'll find them," the king says softly, "We just...felt that you should know and see if you knew anyone here who would want to hurt you."

Raditz shakes his head. "No, no one comes to mind...mostly because I spent so much time off planet. I just...Please, please find them."

"We will," Jyel tells him.

That was ALL Raditz needed; for someone else to watch that. However, he knew that worrying about the situation wasn't going to help things. "I am sure that this will be fine," Vegeta tells him, "You just head home and relax. We'll get them back, I promise."

"Please do...I can't...I can't bear the thought of someone seeing those. PLEASE find them...and this time DESTROY them."

"We will," Jyel promises. Knowing that there was nothing else that could be done other than going home and trying NOT to think about everything that might go wrong, he heads back with Broly cradling Braiden close. He sends up a quiet plea that this did NOT go as wrong as he feared, that he was NOT about to deal with yet another catastrophe in his life. The pessimistic side of him is just sure that he hopes in vain.

He gets Braiden put down in bed and rejoins Broly in the living room. "You are entirely too wound up," Broly tells him.

"You saw the discs," Raditz points out, "You KNOW what is on them. I can't...stand the thought of someone having them who might mean me ill. I just...I can't, Broly."

"Worrying it to death isn't going to help, either. Let the others handle the situation and don't bring more stress on yourself needlessly."

The problem with his mate's words was he didn't think the fear or stress was needless. In fact, he was pretty sure that something worse was around the corner. Part of him wondered if he'd just adapted to always believing the worst scenerio was the one that was going to occur thanks to Frieza or if he was naturally THAT pessimistic about things. Either way, he was sure there was NO happy ending for this situation. "You're thinking too hard about it, still."

"How can I NOT?" he demands of his mate.

"Because you're going to make yourself SICK if you keep this up," Broly replies firmly, "Now stop it. You have enough going on that you don't need to add..." Whatever he was trying to say is interrupted as the screen in front of them switches on. "Uhh..."

Raditz gazes at it a moment before reaching to try and turn it off and it doesn't work. However, as he gazes at it the screen goes from the standby blue screen to a familiar room and Raditz ends up sitting, hard on the floor staring horrified. "N-No..." he chokes out, "D-dear gods...NO!"

He didn't want his mate to have seen this...and he certainly didn't want the rest of the goddamn planet doing the same. A moment later, his scouter goes off and he raises a shaking hand to it and presses the button. "Raditz..."

"I-I...think I have a reason to worry now d-don't you think, prince?" The sound of him screaming makes him flinch and he nearly turns his scouter off. "G-goddammit..."

"I am sorry, brother."

Raditz merely gazes at the screen and is pretty sure that the only one who was going to be sorry was HIM after all this was said and done. He can't pull his eyes from the screen and watching himself with the Icejin Tyrant just makes his emotions brittle and as much as he would like it to be otherwise, he feels the tears form in the corners of his eyes and wonders AGAIN why the universe couldn't just leave well enough alone.

It isn't too long until he just can't bear the sights or sounds anymore and finds himself covering his face with his hands shaking with tears spilling. Feeling the sudden spike in KI however, has his head snapping up as he gazes at his mate who looks beyond livid and without a word stalks from the room before Raditz can get anything out. The sound of the door slamming makes him flinch seconds before Braiden starts crying obviously woken up from the noise. He manages to force himself from the floor to go and tend his infant all the while feeling his heart sink low again. Gently, he draws Braiden to him as he sinks back to the floor. "Shhh," he soothes his cub, "I'm sorry you were startled. Daddy is just...mad...He'll be back...He...has to come back." Any other thought was too painful to even contemplate. He sits there rocking Braiden struggling to stop the tears and keep the sobs from escaping. 'Wh-when...do I get a BREAK?!'

*****POV CHANGE****

A low sound escapes him at the feel of the others male's fingers stroking down his back even as much as he tries NOT to be affected by the other. The low laugh tells him that Turles knows what he's trying to do. Squeezing his eyes shut, Bardock wishes to the depths of him that he wasn't stuck catering to the pirate's constant cruelty. The feel of digits sliding between his legs circling him almost gently has him gasping and whining. "What's that? Someone sounds like he's enjoying himself...but that can't be right can it?"

Bardock squeezes his eyes shut struggling to drowned out the others snide commentary as well as attempting to ignore the need flaring along his nerves. It wasn't going to be possible and he knew it but the attempt HAD to count for SOMETHING. However, the slow press in draws a low whimper from him and the fact that his hips open wider for the other doesn't help how he sees the damn situation. 'Y-you...fucking...bastard...' The digit finding his prostate further frazzles his thoughts and elicites a strangled sound from him as he jerks against it. "Oh, I think someone IS enjoying himself."

Bardock lets out a low, strangled sound as Turles rocks the digit almost tormentively against that spot. "T-Turles...ahhh...g-gods...PLEASE!" The plea nearly takes what was left of his pride and the low laughter doesn't help.

"See, that wasn't soo hard was it?" the other purrs as he removes the digit in favor of pushing his hips open further and pressing his swollen length in. Bardock can't help the low moan that escapes or keep himself from pressing fully down against him. "Mmm...that is SO much better, Bardock," the other groans as he gives him a moment to adjust before rocking his hips eliciting a moan from his captive who presses back down against him. It was in that moment that Bardock realizes he was well and truly in more trouble than he could get out of. Here he was rocking with the other moaning in pleasure and begging for more. All he could make his frazzled mind focus on was how glad he was that Tora wasn't seeing him like this but even that thought isn't enough to douse what the other had flared in him.

He is on the cusp of hitting his orgasm when Turles withdraws from him eliciting a sound of protest. "Oh, was there something you wanted?" Turles asks in amusement, "Because I could have sworn you claimed something about NOT wanting me."

Bardock chokes on the low whine of protest struggling to use the ceasing of any sort of sensations to collect himself. Unfortunately, his body was too turned on, too desperate to hit that peak. "Please...T-Turles..."

"Please what? You'll have to be specific, pet, because I keep getting such mixed signals from you."

This was humiliating to the extreme. He had NO intention of begging the pirate for anything remotely CLOSE to sex. He wouldn't. He'd rather die than EVER do such a thing. Unfortunately, his resolve isn't as strong as what roils through his body and no matter HOW he feels about this whole torrid affair, he finds himself surrendering, finds himself pleading, "Take me...fuck me...please, Turles." Something in him comes close to breaking irreparably and he was starting to to think that there was no fixing this. The triumphant chuckle does NOT help his frazzled emotions any either though he rather expected the bastard to be pleased with himself.
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