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Freedom of the Night	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2412 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Told by Brolly. “Freedom of the night.”

Chapter 3

            I am furious! I couldn’t not once clam myself down. How dare they take away my mate! How dare they?! I do not know what they used to block my connection with Vegeta but I cannot feel him or sense him. I do not know how he is! I don’t know his feelings but I know it must be the same as I. I want to go to the palace cause havoc and find my claimed little fertile! But I cannot.

            After much arguing his father finally convinced him to stay low. He didn’t know where the prince was held it could be the palace or the many summer homes, even a prison on the many coasts. His father was right. Right now they are in deeper hiding since the king sent out the broadcast on the scooter almost a month ago.

            He doesn’t remember much of that night no matter how much he tried. He only remembering collapsing on his prince then the rest is blank. His father told him what happened he filled in the blank space. He told him the king came with many guards to find the prince and once he found them he flew in a contained rage commanding the guards to attack him and get his son from under him. His father had said that he was feral and powered up which was when he came to the scene. The guards used power restrainers to contain him and his father fought with everything he had just managing to escape with him.

            When he awoke that morning and was informed of the night he tired to feel out Vegeta but he couldn’t feel him. He went to a rage once his father calmed him he also said the king must have used a device to block out Brolly not wishing for him to know where the fertile was kept. Furious was a understatement of what he felt he wanted to kill them all he wanted to tear any Saiyan’s apart if they got in the way. But now he will wait, they needed to know for certain where the fertile was kept. Once they knew they will strike. Now Brolly was perfectly fine with the plan he will kill the king the man who took man things from him, his status, he tried to take away his life, and now he took away his fertile. The king will die by his hand and his father could do whatever he pleased. All Brolly cared for was his mate all he wanted was his mate and to fulfill the bonding process to complete both their souls to one being.

            Today was going to be a different day. His father was gone for the day so it gave him much time to do what he wanted to do for nearly a month now. He will go to the palace grounds he will dress in a cloak and see if his fertile was there. He needed to know he couldn’t wait much longer. Snagging the cloak from the hanger he took off flying with immeasurable speed he had a purpose.

            Stopping and landing down quickly he smelt the scent of his fertile. Pinpointing it down to the direction it came from he stopped at a brick. Gaining little energy to his finger he cut out the brick and looked inside. There he was standing in a garden with twenty guards around, Brolly smiled seeing his little fertile warmed him. Then his faced turned to a frown seeing a male come closer to his mate. The tall Saiyan took his fertile hands and he growled. How dare he touch what is mine! He watched intently at the scene before him unfolded the Saiyan plucked a flower from the garden and presented it to his mate and what shocked him his fertile accepted it with a smirk. The tall one went closer to his mate and he heard the name. ‘Kakarot.’ Fall from his fertile.

            Rage was consuming him quickly. He felt his power rise and he couldn’t contain it. His fertile accepted a flower and allowing this Kakarot closer to him! What happened next made him snap. Kakarot bent down and kissed his fertiles cheek and it was allowed! Then he felt it an electrifying surge through his body robbing him of a voice draining his power away. He looked once last time to see his fertile return the kiss on the Saiyan’s cheek as well, then everything went black.

            He awoke in a rush nearly falling off the couch in the process he roared a name out loudly. The name of the male he will kill, the one who dared touch what belonged to him. “KAKAROT!!!!!!! He will die!!!”

            He saw his father rush into the room with the power inhibitor at hand he growled. “You do not need that! I will control my power!” He had bitten out the words glaring at his father.

            “Brolly you need to control yourself you will have us discovered! What were you doing at the palace! You’re lucky I was passing by once I seen you and saw you powering up! You know what could have happened?! We are not ready Brolly we don’t even know where the prince is!”

            “Shut up! I knew the possibilities! And the prince is there! He was there with another! This Kakarot!” He felt another surge flow through his body.

            “Then Vegeta moved on Brolly. It is time for you as well. We will kill the King and then have the prince your slave. We will make them suffer as we had Brolly.”

            “No! No! Vegeta is mine!! No other should touch him! My mate!” He stood clenching his fist.

            “Brolly calm down!”

            “No!” Brolly rushed his father grasping his throat. “My Mate! Kakarot will die!!!” He watched as his father struggled for a breath he didn’t care, nothing mattered no longer the rage consumed him. His thoughts were concentrated on Kakarot and the things he will do to him. Everything else was nothing.

            He saw his father play with the device with clumsy fingers, he didn’t stop him. He allowed the surge to take him over zapping everything away.

Paragus point of view

            The boy is becoming reckless. He is losing his mind! I have to keep him under for awhile. Two weeks will do! Don’t worry son just two weeks then everything will come to pass and we will both have what we desire.

            Two weeks yes Paragus mused then all the noblemen and elite guards will be at the palace for a celebration. Not the mating bond of the prince no. It was a celebration of the announcement of the prince’s mating. He couldn’t do his old plan since he couldn’t kill the prince now, but he still could have Brolly kill the elites and noblemen so there would be no one left to take the throne but him. That was what he was waiting for the gathering of them all. The last time they gathered was when the prince was born he couldn’t act then Brolly was still a pup now he was a grown man.

            Paragus rubbed his neck looking down at Brolly. He needed to get the sedatives and hook them in to keep Brolly unconscious until the time came. He couldn’t afford for his plan to be disrupted now. All the planning and paying off his inside informant would be all for nothing.

He knew about the courtship of Kakarot and Vegeta. Well they made it look as such when it really was a cover up of the disgrace and Kakarot fit the bill so to say. The informant only told him of the courtship but he knew what it truly was. In two weeks the king will announce the mating of Kakarot and Prince Vegeta and the mating ceremony will be done in private ‘on request of the prince’.

He chuckled soon everything will be his and his plan will come forth. The only thing seen as an obstacle was the power inhibitors the guards will be armed with. It didn’t worry him. The guest list was grand the guards will be few inside the ballroom. They wouldn’t have a clear passage to the king too many others will be in the way. The elites will not have the devices since they will be dressed in their best unable to carry around the cuffs or restrainers. Besides they would be unable to fit Brolly with them since he already had them in place. He laughed yes things were going to go as planned nothing will stop him.

Told by Kakarot

            Things are looking good for me. The prince will be announced my mate in just two days. Well not much of a mate since he has been claimed but he will be mine wholly one day. Who would ever do such a thing to the prince and leave is beside me. He is beautiful and powerful for a fertile. Many would die for the opportunity. The prince was served to me on a golden platter who am I to say no.

            Kakarot chuckled as he walked down the hallways of the palace things were going good for him. He was retested and proclaimed an elite oh the look on his older brothers face was priceless. And now he will be mated to the prince himself. He didn’t like the fact that Vegeta was claimed by another but he reminded himself that no one would know that it wasn’t his mark in the end. They would all believe it was his.

His status would soar after the mating he would be the princes mate the future ruler of the planet. Of course he couldn’t decline the plea from the king, it was his king. He held the royals with high regard and revere he would do anything for them. But it wasn’t just for the royals he done this, but for his own bloodline as well. No longer will the ‘Bardock brood’ will be considered third classes. They will be known as noblemen and treated like royalty. After all everyone on the planet wished to have such a status bestowed on them.

            Then there was prince Vegeta ‘his’ prince. All over the lands the dominate Saiyan males drooled over. The prince was strong, fit, and sexy in the tight training uniforms. He wasn’t like the other fertiles he didn’t bat his eyes, show off his body in a vulgar manner for attention, and he was volatile. The prince could give anyone a good harsh tonguing not the kind of tonguing he would appreciate well unless it was for him. He smirked, but it seems what happened to the prince made him docile and he didn’t quite like the prince in such a manner.

            He tried everything he could to get Vegeta’s mind off the other. It was hard on him, he would visit Vegeta many a time when the prince laid asleep in his bed and he would feel hurt when the prince whispered the others name in a depressed breath.

            It took weeks for Vegeta to come out of that trance with him. He didn’t give up he wanted to erase the memory of the other as much as possible. He wanted the prince back on his high horse not scuffling his feet as he walked. Now after so much work he put forth the prince seemed to be coming back to himself. Just yesterday he even got the prince to smile it was small but a smile none the less. Who knew all it took for that smile was tripping up on his boot.

            In time Vegeta will forget all about that Saiyan and there will be no problems. I don’t think I would be able to handle having the fiend near his thoughts alone.

            He continued to walk down the hall, the nightly visit to watch over the prince in his sleep. He walked passed the slumbering guards with a smirk and gently opened the door letting himself in.

Told By Raditz.

            I cannot believe this! The rut is the one to mated to the prince! That two faced, psychotic fool! Vegeta is better off with me! It is only because father thinks Kakarot is better for the job, and his favorite. He does not see what I see in Kakarot.

            Raditz marched throughout the training grounds looking for something or someone to take out his anger on. He knew deep down there was something seriously wrong with his younger brother and no matter how many times he tired to discuss it with his father Bardock would dismiss it immediately.

            You see Kakarot was the last one born, the doctor had warned the family the pregnancy would be difficult and would kill his Numa Tora. But his parents insisted on keeping the child and bearing though it hoping for the best outcome. But in the end it was as the doctor said. His Numa gave birth and before he passed named the healthy baby boy Kakarot. It was the last thing his Numa did before closing his eyes forever and because of this his father Bardock shielded and loved Kakarot more; while he being a normal child despised his baby brother for taking away his Numa.

            But that is not the reason why he called Kakarot a psychotic fool. Throughout the years watching his baby brother grow he begun to notice strange behaviors in his brother. He didn’t have many friends and the ones he did have his brother was so happy and open with them much like any normal child would be. But it was only when his friends did something he did not like he would slowly become something entirely different. An opposite of himself.

            He seen how his brother would dominate the friendship, turning his friends to listen and to inhere to everything he wished. He could see the fear in the eyes of his brother’s friends and wondered what did he do? To this day he truly didn’t understand how the inner workings of his brother’s mind worked. He only saw a glimpse of what laid within his brother and it even made him tremble.

            It was in the academy. He was within his last year and his brother finally was enrolled. There was some small feud between Kakarot and another Dom male over a young fertile. It was apparent that Kakarot wanted him to experiment with his sexuality much like any young Saiyan coming into maturity they would find experimental partners never marking one another; it has happened before but very rarely. But the fertile belonged to the other and Kakarot found a way to separate them. In the first year of the academy there is little tournaments held so the instructors could see where you need improving and make the correct training plans per student. Somehow his little brother was to fight that particular Dom funny he thought the odds of him being placed in the ring with him was very slim due to the fact that there were thousands of other students within their first year. Raditz watched as they fought but then he saw a change in demeanor in his brother. With several quick moves and a harsh kick in the neck the unknown Dom was laying on the ground his head positioned in the wrong direction. It was labeled as a training accident it wouldn’t be the first time it happened with the first year students and he himself would have believed it to be true.

Raditz knew it wasn’t as it was said, he saw his brother turn to his direction, and smirked but it wasn’t the smirk it was the soulless look in his brother’s eyes. It wasn’t him it was another coming forth in front of him for the first time. The one who laid lurking inside of Kakarot exposing himself. He knew that Kakarot in someway rigged the tournament in his favor to kill the Dom to gain his fertile.

He explained all this to his father and all he received was a good whooping around their home. Bardock would not listen to reason, he would hear nothing bad of his baby boy and it ate at him.

He couldn’t take living among them any longer gaining a transfer to become a guard in the palace far away from the home. But his little brother wanted to please his dear father, and joined the royal guard as well just like him. But now the fool was to be mated to the prince. He didn’t sit idly by and allowed it to happen he was doing his damnest to get to the king and tell him of the truth of Kakarot.

Now getting the audience of the king was next to impossible, if you were not of higher status you cannot just go in there and demand to speak to the king. Lower status men much like himself had to wait for the king to address them. To speak to a royal without consent could be life threatening. No matter how urgent the message he did enjoy living.

Told by Kakarot.

            There he is resting face soft and eased from the stressful day, but I can see he is stirring from a dream. I wonder what he is dreaming of?

            Kakarot pulled out a chair as he watched Vegeta twitch slightly and move to lay on his back. He smiled widely as he watched the slumbering prince and gently pulled away the sheets covering the fertiles body. Happily surprised Vegeta was wearing very little clothing only underwear to cover his private parts. He could feel himself become excited and bold. He took the elastic band from Vegeta’s hips and pulled outward slowly noticing Vegeta frowned in his sleep but not waking. Kakarot slowly slid down the underwear and exposed the entire prince to his gaze. His mouth watered when the faint aroma of arousal wafted to his nostrils. He could see Vegeta slightly move his hips and took a deep breath in.

            Hmm his dream is becoming a passionate one. Much better for me.

            He touched everything he could in gentle long sweeps of his hands feeling the silk like skin beneath his fingers. He leaned in forward gliding his tongue up the bent leg tasting the sweetness of the fertiles skin it held the richness of a sweet fruit and the sharp spice of cinnamon. He could loose himself from the taste of the fertile. Becoming much bolder he took a long lick on the underside of the prince’s girth and felt him shudder and let go of a small long moan.

            He is such a deep sleeper.

            Kakarot spread his hands lightly on the prince’s chest and took the nipples between his fingers. He tweaked them gently to harden the nubs and groaned when he felt the fertile jump slightly under his questing hands. He moved himself on the bed and laid beside the outstretched prince tickling his ear with his breath. He took in the scent becoming drunk off his own arousal. He grasped the hard twitching flesh in a fist and begun to pump the fertile as he licked at the neck and ear. He watched as Vegeta lifted his hips in sync with his slow and gentle pumps. He heard Vegeta’s breath becoming pants and little moans and he smirked at the reactions he gain from his ministrations.

            “More…. Brolly.”

            Kakarot stopped and growled the prince called out for the other. How dare he! He should be saying my name. Kakarot placed his mouth to Vegeta’s ear. “Kakarot.” He nipped at Vegeta’s lobe repeating his name hoping the dream partner would turn to him. “Kakarot owns you, Kakarot loves you, and Kakarot pleasures you.” He started to pump the rigid cock in his hand faster taking a firmer grip as he done this.

            Vegeta arched and moaned in his dream he could hear Kakarot speak to him but all he could see is Brolly above him ravaging his body like a wild beast.

            “Who owns you Vegeta? Who is it you need? Tell me my prince.” Kakarot pumped harder feeling Vegeta coming close to his climax. “Tell me who owns you? Who do you need?” He growled out nearing barking out the questions.

            Vegeta arched throwing his head back he shouted out the name of the one who owned him, the one he wanted, the one he needed in his slumber. Brolly.

            Kakarot growled and jumped off the bed as if burned. His face contorted into disgust. Brolly! Brolly!!! How dare that bastard after all the things I done for him! How dare he call that bastards name! I was good, kind, loving, understanding and yet still he calls for the bastard! No! No! NO! Kakarot took a staggering step back never taking his eyes from the very much satisfied fertile. He could feel something inside his mind scream and laugh at him and his misfortune. An echoing sound of ‘you need me’ ringed. No I can do this! I do not need you! I can do this! I need some more time to gather myself.

            Kakarot shook off the thoughts and walked away he needed to get away. Tomorrow will be another new day. Another day for Vegeta to forget this Brolly.

Told by prince Vegeta.

            This is the third time this week! I know why but I cannot believe it! Please say it isn’t true. Please say it’s not and it is just an illness! He was sitting on the tub looking over at a piece of plastic sitting innocently on the ledge. He knew it was time to look at the little strip of plastic but the fear he felt stopped him. He gained the courage to make a move forward but his hand stopped frozen in midair he couldn’t move. The fear kept him in that position.

            He heard the door open and close but even then he couldn’t move his heart began to speed and a cold sweat stroked his body. He felt his heart hammer in his chest threatening to bust through. How can he move? He knew he should get up and hide the offending plastic but he couldn’t he knew he needed to hide it, but what was the point. He heard his name being called out and still he stayed frozen in time.

            He watched as the door open and Kakarot stepped in. He heard him calling out and asking questions and still he couldn’t respond. He kept his eyes trained to the diabolical piece of plastic. He saw Kakarot take it, and he could hear the gasp from the owner’s lips. He knew what the outcome was. Yes he was with child. With Brolly’s child.

            He heard a snapping of the plastic, heard it being tossed into the disposal with a loud clunk. He took a breath and released it slowly he looked up to Kakarot hoping for reassurance that it will be okay. Hoping that the happy Saiyan could calm his terror but what he saw in those eyes was not reassurance. It was pure anger and hate that filled the usually happy face of the male, his body was tense and his fist clenched. He felt his stomach drop.

            Within a second he was no longer sitting on the tub but instead being dragged out of the rest room and through his room in a tight hold. He was tossed to the bed he watched Kakarot move to the glass doors of his balcony and closed it, then going to his door and locking it sealing him in his own room. He felt his fear grow in bounds as Kakarot moved closer. “Kakarot?” He was earned a forceful back hand to his cheek.

            “Shut your mouth slut! You’re pregnant with that Saiyan’s child!” Kakarot’s voice was low and harsh and it made him chilled. “It will be removed! It is bad enough you are claimed! I refuse to rear another man’s child you hear me! By the god if you disagree I will remove it myself.”

            He nodded quickly at Kakarot he didn’t want the other to become more angry with him. He had to make sure things stayed well between them he didn’t wish to upset his father more than he already has.

            “You are mine Vegeta remember that!” He felt Kakarot’s hand remove his shirt and he begun to struggle he didn’t want this. “Stop struggling or I walk Vegeta and you do not want your father to find out that I have and I will speak openly of your disgrace. You don’t want that do you?” He shook his head. No he didn’t want that it would crush his father and him. “Good then be a good slut and spread your legs like you had for the other.”

            He closed his eyes and allowed Kakarot to do as he pleased silent tears trailing down to the side to be lost in his hair. He had to do this, he had to be strong, and he had to do it for the honor of the house of Vegeta.

            “Remember Vegeta you are mine and will always be willing or unwilling. I hold your families name in the palm of my hand.” He heard Kakarot chuckle in his ear with a tone he never heard the Saiyan use before, what happened to the happy go lucky Kakarot? His mind went blank as he felt a shooting pain burn up his spin. He shouted out only to have a hand cover his mouth silencing the painful cries. “No one can save you slut.” He looked up into the eyes of his violator seeing someone else, this was not Kakarot.
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