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Moon's Blessing	By : KahlanN Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1118 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3

�You shouldn�t have done that....�

A cocky grin answered him as his son sat at the table, tapping his fingers against the wood and staring at the door. �Do you think he killed him? I hope not. I hope he maimed him.�

�I pray to God every day that you�ll stop thinking with what�s between your legs.�

A deep laugh answered Bardock as a heavy hand thumped against the table. Radditz sneered. �There is no God, father. Our only master is that fucking Fri��

�Do not blaspheme in my house! And do not be so bold as to speak against someone stronger than us all. He has more than just his people working for him.�

�What�s that supposed to mean?� Radditz narrowed his eyes even as Bardock turned from him.

�What the hell do you think it means, you ungrateful brat?�

Radditz stood and slammed both hands down on the table, buckling the legs dangerously. �I don�t have to take thi��

�You can and will take it! You�re still my son, and I don�t care what damn class they measured you at! As far as I�m concerned you�ve got the brains and hormones of a third-class. Born to breed and fuck! Now sit your ass down!�

Radditz mumbled before looking away and sitting down. He was stronger than his father, true, but only just...and his father had enough experience behind him to teach him a painful lesson.

�You�ll stay here until he gets back.�

He snorted. �Prince Vegeta probably left his unconscious carcass out there. But...we all know how worried you are about poor little Turles, father.�

Bardock turned and stared at his son, who did not back down or lessen his grin any. He scoffed and turned around. �At least I have the pride not to take someone below my class level just because he�s all I can get my hands on. You forget how weak you are for a second class.�

�I�ll get stronger.�

�I�ve not doubt of that.� Bardock suddenly moved from the window, stepping to the open doorway and then out of it.

Blinking at where his father had been, he almost missed the fact that he�d moved outside. He�d complimented him?

Rising, he rushed to the door...and practically growled as he saw what lay beyond.

Vegeta stood in the deserted street, looking around with boredom before heaving the body on his shoulder onto the ground with no gentleness.� He turned his head to stare at the third-class approaching him, watching him impassively as he sank to the ground on one knee.

�Vegeta-ouji.�

�Is this yours?�

�No, my lord.� The Saiyan hesitated. �But we can care for him��

�Whose is he?�

�No one�s. His parents died on a purge for Lord Frieza.�

Vegeta scoffed before his eyes took in the surrounding area. They locked onto Radditz, who was far enough away it was deemed unnecessary to bow. �That happens a lot. Who is he?�

Bardock shuffled slightly, his eyes darting over Turles�s form. He didn�t look seriously injured. �My son Radditz, my lord. He�s second class.�

Vegeta�s eyes narrowed and he looked the other over. Radditz averted his gaze, though his furrowed brow said he wished to do otherwise. Vegeta sneered. �Why isn�t he with the other second-class? Too weak?�

Bardock heard the growl behind him and stood. The act without any permission attached to it made Vegeta�s eyes snap to him. �My lord...did you injure him?�

�Of course I injured him!� Vegeta�s voice snapped like a whip and several windows slammed shut. �He disobeyed me.�

Bardock�s eyes widened slightly as Vegeta�s gaze slithered back to the standing Radditz. His rising before being given permission was supposed to have been enough to distract the Prince...but judging by that black look he was giving his son.....

�Second-class Radditz! Come here.�

Radditz stiffened, going upright as if the words had physically moved his limbs. He stayed still for a moment, staring at Vegeta, before he moved. He stepped up beside his father and went on one knee.

Bardock was suddenly worried. �My lord��

�Silence! I am allowed to bring two of my people with me. �For company,� Lord Frieza has said. You will be the other accompanying me. Be prepared to leave tomorrow morning when the sun rises. You will be at the docks before the sun crests over the horizon, or I�ll have Nappa bring your bloody body there by force. Is that understood?�

Radditz snapped a fist to his chest, the sound reverberating in the still night. �Yes, my lord!�

Bardock winced as Vegeta forcibly shoved Turles toward him with his foot. �Take care of him then, since it seems you�re the only one who will.�

Nodding, Bardock moved to the body, carefully shifting it so he could lift it up. Vegeta watched the actions, eyes narrowing further. He walked forward one step, putting his boot under Radditz�s chin and lifting up so the other was looking at him. �Go get ready now.�

Radditz practically snarled as he wrenched his face away from the foot and rose, whirling and stalking off in an obvious rage.

�My lord....�

�Do not let him near him.�

�Why, my lord?� Bardock blinked as he asked the question.

Vegeta stared at him, locking eyes with Bardock. �Do not let your son near him.�

Bardock blinked and then bowed lowly once again, the gears in his mind turning. "Of course not, my lord. My son has...less than desirable restraint."

"So he mentioned. I expect him to be stronger when I do inspections next. He is much too weak."

As Vegeta turned, Bardock straightened and raised a brow at his back. "He is forever fated to be third-class, my lord."

Vegeta stopped, and then turned around slowly, his own eyes narrowed. "Never to go up in class?"

At Bardock's shake of head, his brows furrowed. "Then I charge you with his care. If your son injures him, you will be injured the same."

Bardock nodded and bowed again, hearing a sharp snort and then feeling the wind as Prince Vegeta took off into the air.

That had been interesting....

*�� *�� *

The first thing saw he was shaggy black in his vision, and he moved suddenly, instinctively. But the voice was different, and the hands that grabbed him made sure not touch his wounds.

�He didn�t hurt you as much as he should have. What�d you do, mesmerize him with your talent?�

Turles gritted his teeth and carefully moved. The only thing really sore was his face. He tentatively touched it and knew he probably had a bruise. �What talent?�

�The talent for pissing off higher-ups. In fact, you pissed him off so much he sent Radditz away.�

Turles sat up and stared at Bardock wide-eyed. He was in Bardock�s room, in his bed actually, and Bardock was seated beside him. �He what?�

�He said he needed two �companions� to go with him and commanded that Radditz be one of them. You just missed him in fact. He had to be at the docks at sunrise.� Bardock poured a pitcher of water in a small glass and handed it to Turles.

Taking the glass, Turles stared at Bardock as his mind tried to process what was being told to him. �Radditz went with Prince Vegeta? Where�s Prince Vegeta going?�

�Word is spreading already. It seems he�s leaving with Frieza for some special training. He�ll be back at the next mooning, but there�s nothing saying he�ll be allowed to stay after that. It all depends on if Frieza thinks he�s learned enough.�

Turles�s brow furrowed. �What in the world could Frieza teach our Prince that he couldn�t learn here?�

�Foreign diplomacy for one. Frieza says that the universe is changing, and Vegeta-sei needs to change with it. We�ve already made a treaty with Frieza, so I guess it�s only a matter of time before we open up trade and such with other races.�

�And have hundreds of half-breeds running around?�

Bardock shrugged. �Most of those half-breeds would have to come here for the moons.�

Turles took a sip of the water and raised his brows at Bardock. �You�re scheming something�.�

�Vegeta-ouji was quite insistent on Radditz not being near you while you were unconscious.�

The change of topic was obvious, but Turles still reacted to it. He fumbled with his cup for a moment and then looked at Bardock. �Well�um�.�

�Don�t worry about offending me, Turles. Radditz doesn�t bother to hide his intentions. But how did you get Vegeta-ouji to agree?�

�I�I didn�t. I mean, he was going to knock me out and I just�asked him. He said he�d consider it and then punched me.� He decided to leave out that he�d actually hit the Prince a glancing blow. Someone else might have boasted about it, but it just seemed petty to him.

�Well�that�s interesting�. I would venture to guess that he not only listened to you, but he also disapproved of my son. That would explain him being curtailed to �companion� duties.�

�I�didn�t mean for anything to happen�.�

Bardock waved away Turles�s words and rose, ruffling wild hair as he grinned at the younger man. He was really still a cub. �It was chafing him, being in the third-class village when he�d been tested as a second-class. This will turn out to be an honor for him. Plus he�s bound to come back much stronger�and hopefully wiser.�

Bardock turned with the pitcher in his hands, heading for the small kitchen area.. �Vegeta-ouji says you are to be stronger when he returns.�

Turles sat in the bed, absorbing that as well as everything else. He slowly stood from the bed and rummaged around for his clothes, only finding it a little embarrassing that Bardock had undressed him. He was practically his father after all, but there were definitely instances when he was�more than a father.

He entered the kitchen to see Bardock preparing sandwiches. �I can�t become any stronger.�

Bardock nodded. �I told him so.�

�And?�

Grinning, he handed Turles a sandwich. �And he said for me to take care of you.� He looked up at Turles with a grin. �It sounded like when he came back he expected to be kicking your ass again.�

Grimacing, Turles took a bite of his sandwich. �Great. I can�t wait for next mooning.�

His tone was anything but delighted, and Bardock laughed.

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