Forgotten Innocence | By : ladyfury Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4662 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ,
or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of
this story.
Forgotten Innocence
Chapter 02
“Vegeta, we really ought to keep him for observation,” the
doctor requested. The Saiya-jin prince glanced at the amnesiac Saiya-jin who
was cringing from the idea of being probed any further by needles, hands or other
various appendages.
Kakarrot’s eyes fell upon the prince in a silent, pleading
fashion. If he were detained by these doctors a minute longer, he might end up
attempting to escape on his own. Despite the lack of memories, he still loathed
the idea of needles being in his immediate presence.
“He’s fine, if anything happens, I’ll drag his ass back in
here,” Vegeta scoffed before firing a blast at one of the shelves filled with
valuable and advanced medicines that were no where to be found on Earth. While
the doctors scattered to clean up or save what they could, Vegeta grabbed
Kakarrot’s arm and dragged him off. The last thing he needed was for Kakarrot
to continue looking childish.
Especially if the fool was to fully
acknowledge his Saiya-jin heritage at long last whether he remembered or not.
-
It had been an exhausting day for both of the Saiya-jins as
they walked down the streets of the city. Vegeta wondered why Kakarrot seemed
to tail him almost like a child who was learning what the real world was like
without parents around. He had warned the amnesiac male not to stray and thus,
made sure to track his chi constantly to ensure that he followed Vegeta’s
direct order. If not, there would seriously be consequences and hell to pay.
‘With proper training,
it shouldn’t take long for him to become a Super Saiya-jin again,’ Vegeta
thought while the younger Saiya-jin tagged along behind him; trying to stay a
step behind without having to look at his surroundings. ‘It makes me wonder how this buffoon managed to survive all this time
with the pure insanity of the trust he puts into people.’
The town, despite its size, was easy to get lost in due to
the fact of the complex buildings in various architectural sizes, shapes and
designs. For the time being, their ship was being repaired, so leaving the
general vicinity of the planet was voided until maintenance was complete.
There was also the fact that they needed to restock on
supplies due to the power failure spoiling at least half of their food that was
edible. Then, there was the fact that there was a lack of medical supplies on
the ship he had boarded, so that would have to be addressed as well.
‘If we go back to that
mud ball planet that Kakarrot liked prior to his memory loss, they will only
remind him of the goody-goody he used to be and not a Saiya-jin warrior,’
Vegeta ill-thoughts continued. ‘He’s
better off staying with me and attempt to learn how to be a proper fighter, not
one of those guys who would jump on a chance and give someone a’ second chance’
bull-shit…’
“So where are we going Vegeta?” Kakarrot asked; jarring the
prince out of his thoughts. Try as they might, they could not escape the
various local vendors’ gazes and selling tactics to promote their ridiculous
wares. Vegeta had to send death-like glares to make them back off and remove
the idea that they were interested in helping them make a sale and satisfy
their greedy ways of life on this pitiful planet.
“We are going to find suitable nourishment and lodging for
the night until our ship is repaired,” Vegeta told the amnesiac Saiya-jin.
“Tomorrow, we will leave this planet and find another to start getting your
training in order.”
“Training?” Vegeta had to remind
himself that some amnesiac patients would have difficulty remembering that they
were once warriors and that sometimes; retraining would get them back into the
role. Since they were born to fight, that would be an easy thing to do to help
get Kakarrot back into his proper role.
“Yes, but we won’t do it on this planet,” Vegeta answered.
“Where are we going then?” Kakarrot’s questions were already
starting to give the Saiya-jin Prince a headache. Rather than tell him to
‘shut-up and not say anything else’, Vegeta chose the option of answering the
fool’s question.
“We will go to…”
“Funny we run into each other again, Vegeta,” Reiux’s voice
carried over rather loudly. Vegeta stopped and Kakarrot had nearly bumped into
the shorter warrior. “Seems things are going better now?”
“In a way,” Vegeta felt a little uneasy when Reiux’s gaze
fell upon Kakarrot. It was almost though he was looking at the amnesiac Saiya-jin
as eye candy of sorts.
“He’s cute,” Reiux smirked while examining the younger warrior
with interest. “Is he taken?”
“Taken?” Kakarrot was confused by the other man’s interest
in him. Had Vegeta not stepped in the way, Reiux might have taken Kakarrot and
never returned.
“He is; what of it?” Vegeta growled a warning towards the
other male. Last thing he needed was competition for the hidden power that
currently slept within him. Of course, Vegeta did not catch onto why Reiux
wanted Kakarrot out of all people suddenly.
“Oh, I see… that’s a shame… I thought you didn’t have a
boyfriend,” Reiux replied.
Vegeta’s face became red, not out of embarrassment, but of
anger. “Just get lost Reiux! Kakarrot is mine and mine alone!”
“Ooo… possessive… I guess I’ll
leave you two alone,” Reiux walked off; leaving an angered Saiya-jin Prince and
a confused amnesiac Saiya-jin alone.
“What did he mean by that?” Kakarrot was the first to say
something after Reiux’s exit.
“Drop it Kakarrot and let’s just get going,” Vegeta spat;
not wanting to get involved with this conversation any further. Last thing he
wanted was the amnesiac Saiya-jin to think that they were some sort of item. In
truth, he only wanted one thing from the third-class before he decided upon his
immediate fate.
-
Finding suitable lodging was an understatement. The two had
to end up squatting in a nearby facility for the night with inadequate food
supplies for the two Saiya-jins. Mainly, they had eaten a month’s rations and
though they were told there was not enough for them, Vegeta had threatened to
nuke the place sky high.
“Hmph, I still can’t believe these
peons have little food,” Vegeta snorted.
“We could probably hunt…” Kakarrot suggested.
“Yeah, but I don’t want to cause a great deal of grief on
this planet and start resorting to cannibalism-like tactics when we’re supposed
to be here for a day.” Vegeta yawned. “We better get some sleep. Do not stray
from my side tonight or do anything funny.”
“As you wish,” Kakarrot accepted Vegeta’s words. Despite his
stomach growling, he ignored it to the best of his abilities.
-
The quarters given weren’t the best they could have, but it
was better than sleeping on the streets and getting raped in the dead of night
or murdered in cold blood. It reeked of various body odors, post-lust, sweat
and blood. Still, this didn’t deter Vegeta as he fell backwards onto the bed
before him; his gaze falling on the mildew ceiling that hovered above him
mocking him silently for him to destroy it.
Beside him, Kakarrot had fallen on a bed across from him in
a similar position. Instead of the earthen clothes he wore prior to the
accident, he now wore the same spandex armor that seemed to hug every delicious
curve on his body.
“Is he taken?”
Reiux’s words echoed in his mind. Why was he thinking about
that pervert’s comment at a time like this? Kakarrot had nothing worthy to
offer besides the key to a higher power, and yet, he felt almost though that
was the only thing he lusted after over everything else. Besides that, Kakarrot
had hardly anything else to offer besides his servitude in conquering planets
and creating an empire that rivaled his late father’s attempt.
‘In any case, even if
he did remember everything, I doubt that brain-dead fool would even know how to
fuck,’ Vegeta thought silently while eyeing the amnesiac Saiya-jin’s
resting form. ‘If he had grown up on our
home planet, he probably would have had a family unit by now, even a cub or two
ravaging planets of their own…’
He reminded himself that he already had that back on Earth;
abate the fact that he also had friends and comrades that came to his aid. Yet,
he never even bothered to ravage the very planet he was supposed to conquer in
the name of Frieza by forgetting his memory. Even if it did have the Dragon
Balls, the simpleton probably would have done far more than just ensure the
extinction of mankind, but also the probability of gaining whatever he desired
from those seven mystical balls.
‘Even his forgotten
memories…’ Vegeta fumed. ‘Hell if I
ever let that happen. He’s too fucking retarded to realize what a Saiya-jin
warrior’s supposed to do. I would be damned if I let him remember his pathetic
life.’
Before sleep claimed the Saiya-jin prince, he had vowed that
Kakarrot would never associate with the earthen name Son Goku ever
again.
To Be Continued…
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