Broken In Pieces [Discontinued]
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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13
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4,287
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17
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Now You Are Nothing
Broken In Pieces
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“They are disappointed because they were confident; they come there and are confused. For now you are nothing, you see terror and are afraid.”
(Job 6:20-21)
Chapter Three
Kakarrot sifted through the charred wreckage. He had been at it for hours. The others had already retreated to the ship for sleep, encouraging Kakarrot to come along, but he had declined. He was determined to find a clue. He figured the Namekians had to have left something behind that would help lead him to where the other Dragonballs might be.
A rumor had swirled around on his home planet for as long as Kakarrot could remember. Kakarrot recalled a conversation he overheard his father have with a friend a number of years ago. They had spoken about the Dragonballs. Kakarrot remembered this particular chat because it was the first time he had heard an adult speak about the Dragonballs. It was usually a topic only brought up among young Saiyans after darkness fell.
The Saiyans he knew of only spoke of the Namekian Dragonballs. There were supposed to be another set of Dragonballs in the galaxy…somewhere.
Kakarrot sat down on the ashes, causing his pants to discolor. A rumble then came from his stomach. He instinctively held his abdomen and sighed. Kakarrot’s stabbing hunger pains were especially difficult to deal with due to the physical labor.
For the last month, Kakarrot had stayed still to stave off his hunger pains with either sleeping or sitting some place counting. He surprised himself, suddenly recalling that he had not been counting while he was searching. ‘Maybe the pain was beginning to fade?’ Kakarrot wondered as he looked at the stars, longing for a certain Saiyan’s face, sweet smell, and heavenly touch.
Since Vegeta’s death, Kakarrot had given over his concern for his physical appearance and did not think about what reclining in a pile of ashes might do to skin or clothes. All he thought of was that the ashes still held some lingering warmth from the embers of a once hot fire. He found himself comforted by the stillness of the empty world around him and drifted into sleep.
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“Here you go, Tokata.” Kakarrot tossed the green ball lightly to his young son. He stood back in awe of the young Saiyan. Tokata looked more like Vegeta’s son than his own, but he figured that was due to the noble lineage. Nobles had a very distinct and dominant look, yet Tokata had retained Kakarrot’s bangs and his personality. Vegeta said he was glad for that.
Kakarrot was pulled from his thoughts by his son’s pleas. “Dada, I miss it.” Tokata had picked up on some of the words from their current planet, but Kakarrot did not mind. He actually thought it was cute. “I’ll get it, Son.”
Kakarrot ran past his son and looked around for the missing ball. He noticed a bright green color poking out from underneath a dark bush. He dropped to his knees and reached under the shrub. Feeling a cool gel on his fingertips, Kakarrot withdrew his hand. Opening his palm, he found the ball glossed over with a purple liquid. He rotated the ball in his hand and noticed that something was written on it. “What’s this?” He mumbled.
In slightly smudged purple letters, the gel spelled out the word: Look. Kakarrot blinked in confusion as he eyes opened, ending his vivid dream.
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Kakarrot rubbed his eyes, smearing more ashes across his face. He thought the dream was too…realistic. “Just like the other one.” He said quietly. Standing up, Kakarrot brushed off his pants, causing a small dust cloud to envelope him. “I probably need to clean up.”
Kakarrot flew around for a few minutes, using his keen sense of smell as a guide. Landing near a small lake, Kakarrot peeled off his worn and dirty clothes and dropped them in a pile by the edge of the water. The light cast from nearby planets and still ragging fires showed the dips and hollow areas of Kakarrot’s now frail body.
Vegeta’s death had truly taken from Kakarrot both mentally and physically. Kakarrot was a shell of his former self. His once ivory skin now looked sallow. The lively hair that Kakarrot was known for was now falling in his face in an oily mess. Kakarrot pushed away his hair as he tried to push away those destructive thoughts, not yet willing to give over to reality and let go of his misery.
Kakarrot stepped to the edge of the water and quickly retracted his toes from the water. The coolness of the pool was shocking initially, but Kakarrot soon adjusted and placed his whole foot in the water, followed by the rest of his body. He found himself reveling in the soothing feelings that shot through his body. It was as if the lake was gently massaging him, cool water seeping into the emotional hurts. He lost himself in it.
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A rustle from a nearby bush caused Kakarrot to jump involuntarily. He had been so wrapped up in his bath that he had forgotten about his surroundings. He walked out of the lake and knelt in front of the bush.
Kakarrot tried to shake himself, wondering if he was dreaming. In his fingers, Kakarrot felt a familiar shape, and with a mixture of fear and curiosity, Kakarrot withdrew his hand. “Oh, my…”
Kakarrot could not believe his eyes. He held in his palm the same green ball covered in purple gel from his dream. He momentarily closed his eyes before regaining his resolve. Once his nerves settled, Kakarrot rolled the ball over, looking for the words, but found something different.
“What’s this?” Kakarrot inadvertently repeated his statement from the vision. This time the violet gel spelled out another word. He was puzzled at the finding and voiced his confusion.
“What is Earth?”
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To Be Continued.
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“They are disappointed because they were confident; they come there and are confused. For now you are nothing, you see terror and are afraid.”
(Job 6:20-21)
Chapter Three
Kakarrot sifted through the charred wreckage. He had been at it for hours. The others had already retreated to the ship for sleep, encouraging Kakarrot to come along, but he had declined. He was determined to find a clue. He figured the Namekians had to have left something behind that would help lead him to where the other Dragonballs might be.
A rumor had swirled around on his home planet for as long as Kakarrot could remember. Kakarrot recalled a conversation he overheard his father have with a friend a number of years ago. They had spoken about the Dragonballs. Kakarrot remembered this particular chat because it was the first time he had heard an adult speak about the Dragonballs. It was usually a topic only brought up among young Saiyans after darkness fell.
The Saiyans he knew of only spoke of the Namekian Dragonballs. There were supposed to be another set of Dragonballs in the galaxy…somewhere.
Kakarrot sat down on the ashes, causing his pants to discolor. A rumble then came from his stomach. He instinctively held his abdomen and sighed. Kakarrot’s stabbing hunger pains were especially difficult to deal with due to the physical labor.
For the last month, Kakarrot had stayed still to stave off his hunger pains with either sleeping or sitting some place counting. He surprised himself, suddenly recalling that he had not been counting while he was searching. ‘Maybe the pain was beginning to fade?’ Kakarrot wondered as he looked at the stars, longing for a certain Saiyan’s face, sweet smell, and heavenly touch.
Since Vegeta’s death, Kakarrot had given over his concern for his physical appearance and did not think about what reclining in a pile of ashes might do to skin or clothes. All he thought of was that the ashes still held some lingering warmth from the embers of a once hot fire. He found himself comforted by the stillness of the empty world around him and drifted into sleep.
|||:
“Here you go, Tokata.” Kakarrot tossed the green ball lightly to his young son. He stood back in awe of the young Saiyan. Tokata looked more like Vegeta’s son than his own, but he figured that was due to the noble lineage. Nobles had a very distinct and dominant look, yet Tokata had retained Kakarrot’s bangs and his personality. Vegeta said he was glad for that.
Kakarrot was pulled from his thoughts by his son’s pleas. “Dada, I miss it.” Tokata had picked up on some of the words from their current planet, but Kakarrot did not mind. He actually thought it was cute. “I’ll get it, Son.”
Kakarrot ran past his son and looked around for the missing ball. He noticed a bright green color poking out from underneath a dark bush. He dropped to his knees and reached under the shrub. Feeling a cool gel on his fingertips, Kakarrot withdrew his hand. Opening his palm, he found the ball glossed over with a purple liquid. He rotated the ball in his hand and noticed that something was written on it. “What’s this?” He mumbled.
In slightly smudged purple letters, the gel spelled out the word: Look. Kakarrot blinked in confusion as he eyes opened, ending his vivid dream.
|||:
Kakarrot rubbed his eyes, smearing more ashes across his face. He thought the dream was too…realistic. “Just like the other one.” He said quietly. Standing up, Kakarrot brushed off his pants, causing a small dust cloud to envelope him. “I probably need to clean up.”
Kakarrot flew around for a few minutes, using his keen sense of smell as a guide. Landing near a small lake, Kakarrot peeled off his worn and dirty clothes and dropped them in a pile by the edge of the water. The light cast from nearby planets and still ragging fires showed the dips and hollow areas of Kakarrot’s now frail body.
Vegeta’s death had truly taken from Kakarrot both mentally and physically. Kakarrot was a shell of his former self. His once ivory skin now looked sallow. The lively hair that Kakarrot was known for was now falling in his face in an oily mess. Kakarrot pushed away his hair as he tried to push away those destructive thoughts, not yet willing to give over to reality and let go of his misery.
Kakarrot stepped to the edge of the water and quickly retracted his toes from the water. The coolness of the pool was shocking initially, but Kakarrot soon adjusted and placed his whole foot in the water, followed by the rest of his body. He found himself reveling in the soothing feelings that shot through his body. It was as if the lake was gently massaging him, cool water seeping into the emotional hurts. He lost himself in it.
|||:
A rustle from a nearby bush caused Kakarrot to jump involuntarily. He had been so wrapped up in his bath that he had forgotten about his surroundings. He walked out of the lake and knelt in front of the bush.
Kakarrot tried to shake himself, wondering if he was dreaming. In his fingers, Kakarrot felt a familiar shape, and with a mixture of fear and curiosity, Kakarrot withdrew his hand. “Oh, my…”
Kakarrot could not believe his eyes. He held in his palm the same green ball covered in purple gel from his dream. He momentarily closed his eyes before regaining his resolve. Once his nerves settled, Kakarrot rolled the ball over, looking for the words, but found something different.
“What’s this?” Kakarrot inadvertently repeated his statement from the vision. This time the violet gel spelled out another word. He was puzzled at the finding and voiced his confusion.
“What is Earth?”
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To Be Continued.