Caught Between Two Worlds
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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2,408
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17
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Chapter 4
Author note: My name is A\'nore. I used to write under the name alfarrar (as it says on my bio). And yes, this story has been posted before, but never finished because of real life problems. The reason the chapters are shorter than the original is because AFF is giving me problems uploading complete chapters and I\'m having to break them up. Not sure if it\'s the site, or my computer...eh. This last bit here finishes the original Chapter 1.
Chapter 4
Yes, he had wanted Kakkarot, but he had allowed pride to keep them apart. They had trained together everyday, spending every waking minute in each other’s company. But no matter how deep his feelings, Vegeta had steadily refused to mate with the younger man, until he was the stronger. His pride refused to allow Kakkarot the dominant role in their relationship. Vegeta had wasted precious time until after a year of being kept at arms length Kakkarot had initiated the mating hunt, with Vegeta as his prey. And as he had dreaded, or maybe secretly desired, Kakkarot had claimed him.
He had been claimed but never dominated. Kakkarot’s gentler demeanor allowed Vegeta the final say in most things, he only wished to please and protect his Prince. Three torrid months of passion and then Kakkarot’s undying love and loyalty had been exactly what had killed him in the end. The first wave of the Cursed Ones led by King Kuld and his son Lord Freeza had fallen like a torrential rain upon planet Vegeta-sei, changing more and more Saiyans into members of the Cursed. At first they didn’t know about the healing abilities, and many Cursed Ones that had been left for dead soon rose again. The millions of Saiyans that had inhabited the planet soon dwindled in number as more and more of them were put to death after they had been kissed by one of the Cursed. There was no cure for it except the swift removal of their head.
Kakkarot hadn’t been kissed; he had saved Vegeta from that fate. Lord Freeza had become perversely obsessed with the lithe Prince of Saiyans, and had sent a large army of Saiyan Cursed to kidnap the Prince. He and Kakkarot had battled side by side against former friends and comrades. Finally they had emerged victorious only to have Freeza strike him unconscious with a powerful blast. Kakkarot had stood in defense over his unresponsive body, until they had worn even his incredible strength down to nothing. Freeza grasped his lover’s neck and with a quick twist of his powerful arm had broken it, then clamped his fangs into the younger Saiyan’s neck and drained him. Vegeta had slowly regain consciousness to watch his mate tossed aside like garbage. His rage engulfed him as his power was pulled from deep inside, finally causing him to ascended into the legendary Super Saiyan. The energy engulfed all those left, burning them to ashes that soon scattered on the wind. His power up had destroyed the remaining Cursed Ones and King Kuld, but Freeza had escaped. Just as he had done today.
Vegeta stroked the still fresh self-imposed scarring on his left bicep, letting grief overcome him for just a moment, before his resolve took hold. Using the gi to dry the few tears that had escaped, he left his memories behind and went in search of his father and Bardock. This wasn’t over; it wouldn’t be over until Freeza was dead.
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“Where’s Vegeta?” King Vegeta asked Bardock as his commander strode into the throne room.
“In the West Wing.” Bardock replied softly. “Freeza escaped at the last minute. He used his Time Dimensional Portal.”
“Ah...did you tell him about your device?”
“Yes, I also explained that it hadn’t been tested yet. If he uses it he may not be able to return.” Bardock waited for the King’s response, wondering what the older man was thinking.
“I pushed him to find a mate and when he delayed in claiming your son, I encouraged Kakkarot to lay claim to him instead. Now my son is grieving because he has lost the other half of his soul. I honestly believe that if Freeza had died in the blast along with his father, Vegeta would have willed himself into the grave beside Kakkarot. The only thing keeping him alive is his revenge. I must allow at least this.” King Vegeta’s eyes never left the doorway in front of them as he waited for his son to return.
“You may lose him.” Bardock whispered the King’s worst fear.
“I lost him the day his mate died. He is no longer the son I knew.”
The massive oak doors slammed open as Vegeta stormed angrily into the throne room.
“Where is it!” He demanded, not bothering to even greet the two men in front of him.
“In the labs, follow me.” Bardock walked through a side door as Vegeta and his father followed him down the hallway into the laboratories. Saiyan scientists milled around, each working on their own individual projects. Moving with determination, Bardock guided them over to his own private lab area.
“As your father knows, we managed to salvage King Kuld’s TDP device after you...um...killed him. Because it was damaged in the blast I was not able to completely restore it. What I have here is essentially a tracking device.” Bardock lifted the heat blacken cube that had flashing green symbol decorating it and showed it to them. “I can not get it to register any other coordinates but those that Freeza programs his to. The two are somehow linked together, probably so that King Kuld could find Freeza’s location or vice versa.”
“So it will follow Freeza to whatever dimension or time he happens to be in.” King Vegeta crossed his arms against his chest and waited for Bardock to continue.
“Yes, I’m positive it will, the only problem is that it will no longer allow the user to program his own destination.” Bardock explained.
“I can follow Freeza but I can not return. That is what you mean, isn’t it.” Vegeta turned away from the other two as his face creased deeper into its ever-present scowl.
“Yes, that’s it exactly. Maybe with more time we might be able to repair the rest of it, but I can not even begin to guess on how long that might take.” Bardock supplied before offering it to the young Prince. “To operate this one you have only to press this indention and a portal will open for you. You will have to find Freeza’s cube undamaged in order to be able to use it to return here.”
“Returning is not my priority. I can not think any further than our right to revenge. I have heard your words and understand what you have told me, even what you have left unsaid. I will delay no longer.” Vegeta grasped the cube firmly in his palm. Turning sharply on his heel he swept through the crowded room once again ignoring all those around him, including his father. Grabbing a scouter out of the armory on his way past, he calmly slipped it over his left ear. Striding purposely through the corridor and out into the palace courtyard, he blasted upwards and flew to the place his life had ended. Sinking to his knees in the once blood churned earth; his hand clutched the twin sorrow scars, as he once again roared his final vow to his beloved.
“I live only for our revenge on Freeza! Wait for me, my dark sweetness, soon we shall be one again!”
Pressing the tiny mark on the side of the cube, the one Bardock had shown him, he watched as the white light of the portal opened in front of him. Not bothering to look back, his hand unsheathed his sword as he leapt forward, falling through time and dimensions, in pursuit of his mate’s killer.
Chapter 4
Yes, he had wanted Kakkarot, but he had allowed pride to keep them apart. They had trained together everyday, spending every waking minute in each other’s company. But no matter how deep his feelings, Vegeta had steadily refused to mate with the younger man, until he was the stronger. His pride refused to allow Kakkarot the dominant role in their relationship. Vegeta had wasted precious time until after a year of being kept at arms length Kakkarot had initiated the mating hunt, with Vegeta as his prey. And as he had dreaded, or maybe secretly desired, Kakkarot had claimed him.
He had been claimed but never dominated. Kakkarot’s gentler demeanor allowed Vegeta the final say in most things, he only wished to please and protect his Prince. Three torrid months of passion and then Kakkarot’s undying love and loyalty had been exactly what had killed him in the end. The first wave of the Cursed Ones led by King Kuld and his son Lord Freeza had fallen like a torrential rain upon planet Vegeta-sei, changing more and more Saiyans into members of the Cursed. At first they didn’t know about the healing abilities, and many Cursed Ones that had been left for dead soon rose again. The millions of Saiyans that had inhabited the planet soon dwindled in number as more and more of them were put to death after they had been kissed by one of the Cursed. There was no cure for it except the swift removal of their head.
Kakkarot hadn’t been kissed; he had saved Vegeta from that fate. Lord Freeza had become perversely obsessed with the lithe Prince of Saiyans, and had sent a large army of Saiyan Cursed to kidnap the Prince. He and Kakkarot had battled side by side against former friends and comrades. Finally they had emerged victorious only to have Freeza strike him unconscious with a powerful blast. Kakkarot had stood in defense over his unresponsive body, until they had worn even his incredible strength down to nothing. Freeza grasped his lover’s neck and with a quick twist of his powerful arm had broken it, then clamped his fangs into the younger Saiyan’s neck and drained him. Vegeta had slowly regain consciousness to watch his mate tossed aside like garbage. His rage engulfed him as his power was pulled from deep inside, finally causing him to ascended into the legendary Super Saiyan. The energy engulfed all those left, burning them to ashes that soon scattered on the wind. His power up had destroyed the remaining Cursed Ones and King Kuld, but Freeza had escaped. Just as he had done today.
Vegeta stroked the still fresh self-imposed scarring on his left bicep, letting grief overcome him for just a moment, before his resolve took hold. Using the gi to dry the few tears that had escaped, he left his memories behind and went in search of his father and Bardock. This wasn’t over; it wouldn’t be over until Freeza was dead.
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“Where’s Vegeta?” King Vegeta asked Bardock as his commander strode into the throne room.
“In the West Wing.” Bardock replied softly. “Freeza escaped at the last minute. He used his Time Dimensional Portal.”
“Ah...did you tell him about your device?”
“Yes, I also explained that it hadn’t been tested yet. If he uses it he may not be able to return.” Bardock waited for the King’s response, wondering what the older man was thinking.
“I pushed him to find a mate and when he delayed in claiming your son, I encouraged Kakkarot to lay claim to him instead. Now my son is grieving because he has lost the other half of his soul. I honestly believe that if Freeza had died in the blast along with his father, Vegeta would have willed himself into the grave beside Kakkarot. The only thing keeping him alive is his revenge. I must allow at least this.” King Vegeta’s eyes never left the doorway in front of them as he waited for his son to return.
“You may lose him.” Bardock whispered the King’s worst fear.
“I lost him the day his mate died. He is no longer the son I knew.”
The massive oak doors slammed open as Vegeta stormed angrily into the throne room.
“Where is it!” He demanded, not bothering to even greet the two men in front of him.
“In the labs, follow me.” Bardock walked through a side door as Vegeta and his father followed him down the hallway into the laboratories. Saiyan scientists milled around, each working on their own individual projects. Moving with determination, Bardock guided them over to his own private lab area.
“As your father knows, we managed to salvage King Kuld’s TDP device after you...um...killed him. Because it was damaged in the blast I was not able to completely restore it. What I have here is essentially a tracking device.” Bardock lifted the heat blacken cube that had flashing green symbol decorating it and showed it to them. “I can not get it to register any other coordinates but those that Freeza programs his to. The two are somehow linked together, probably so that King Kuld could find Freeza’s location or vice versa.”
“So it will follow Freeza to whatever dimension or time he happens to be in.” King Vegeta crossed his arms against his chest and waited for Bardock to continue.
“Yes, I’m positive it will, the only problem is that it will no longer allow the user to program his own destination.” Bardock explained.
“I can follow Freeza but I can not return. That is what you mean, isn’t it.” Vegeta turned away from the other two as his face creased deeper into its ever-present scowl.
“Yes, that’s it exactly. Maybe with more time we might be able to repair the rest of it, but I can not even begin to guess on how long that might take.” Bardock supplied before offering it to the young Prince. “To operate this one you have only to press this indention and a portal will open for you. You will have to find Freeza’s cube undamaged in order to be able to use it to return here.”
“Returning is not my priority. I can not think any further than our right to revenge. I have heard your words and understand what you have told me, even what you have left unsaid. I will delay no longer.” Vegeta grasped the cube firmly in his palm. Turning sharply on his heel he swept through the crowded room once again ignoring all those around him, including his father. Grabbing a scouter out of the armory on his way past, he calmly slipped it over his left ear. Striding purposely through the corridor and out into the palace courtyard, he blasted upwards and flew to the place his life had ended. Sinking to his knees in the once blood churned earth; his hand clutched the twin sorrow scars, as he once again roared his final vow to his beloved.
“I live only for our revenge on Freeza! Wait for me, my dark sweetness, soon we shall be one again!”
Pressing the tiny mark on the side of the cube, the one Bardock had shown him, he watched as the white light of the portal opened in front of him. Not bothering to look back, his hand unsheathed his sword as he leapt forward, falling through time and dimensions, in pursuit of his mate’s killer.