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Welcome to the new world filled of savages	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5028 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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‘Discovered’

            The summer was fading too quickly for Kakarot. But he was thankful for Yajirobe’s teachings now all was left for him to use it. He smiled brightly yesterday Captain Yamcha said they would be going deep into the woods to survey. Kakarot knew it wasn’t just for a survey he wanted to have an encounter of the illusive savage he couldn’t blame him he did as well. The sun began to rise and he prepared himself for another long hike in the forest.

            “Are you sure you wish to go so deeply into the woods captain?” Krillen shyly asked.

            “Yes Krillen I do and we will. We have enough rations and clean drink for the hike. Perhaps we might even spend a night, we could rough it.” Yamcha let go a deep chuckle at the dismay on his second in commands face. “Ah Spanish there you are. Now that everyone is accounted for lets leave with haste men. No dilly dangling behind.”

            Kakarot was bored yet again another hike with no happenings. Just the birds chirping above the small little cracks of sticks by a deer or bear. Kakarot yawned looking for anything to gain his interest and take away the boredom. Locking his eyes on the short and stubby Yajirobe he started to think of the hardcore teachings he went through under the man. He started mixing savage, Spanish, and English all in one the men thought he was possessed and tried to bless him in gods name. He lightly chuckled and the others turned and scorned him with their glares. He covered his mouth and shrugged his shoulders. He knew the captain wanted to be very quite, he did not want anything to come and investigate the noise. The captain wanted to sneak up on the savages and watch them if they ever found any. Kakarot still had his doubts but it would not be wasted he got to go to a place many will never see, experience the long tedious sail across the sea, and learned another language.

            He heard a distant sound of laughing, it sounded like it came from the group. He looked at the scorn on the others faces and he shook his head and whispered. “That is not me.” Kakarot saw the scorn faces look around in confusion then turn quickly to awe. “It sounds like it is coming east of here.” The captain nodded his agreement.

            “Men stay quite, stay low, and do not step on the sticks. I do not wish for them to know we are here. Let us see them and understand what type of savage we are dealing with.” Yamcha whispered and took the lead forward Krillen just behind him they followed.

            Kakarot could only hear his heart hammer in his chest this was it they were finally going to see the savages! He halted and look forward it was a drop off. Coming in closer to stand behind his friend Krillen he knelt down staying hidden in the bush. He was tapped on the shoulder and the captain lipped to him to ‘lay down’ and he saw the others gently lay themselves down.

            The scene before them was unbelievable to him. There were two large savages standing in the long grass covering most of their legs further off in the distance. Their skin was much like his own dark in complexion. They could pull of being Spanish if it weren’t for their clothing and hair. One had hair in the middle looking much like a rooster when it crows it was yellow and red reaching to the back of his neck the rest of his head was bald. He stood easily at 6 feet and wore buck skin pants. The man had a club in his hand it had a huge stone rock on the blunt end, and the other side was a long point. He had many beads around his neck and wrist’s.

The other was slightly taller perhaps merely an inch with long black hair tied back with ornaments and feathers off on the sides his chest had black markings upon them he couldn’t tell exactly what from the distance and he wore the same skins as the other. He had a decorated bow and a sac of arrows across the large muscular back.

Yamcha gazed over at the two savages, yes he was happy seeing them but they were not of his taste. They were too large and muscular for him. He liked them petite and fit so he could feel more powerful dominating them. Now mind you he never took anyone without their permission and participation he would not force himself upon another. He was a gentleman of high status and he would be civilized.

Kakarot watched and listened intently the savages below were just chuckling not saying much of anything then all of a sudden a shout rang through the air and another savage made himself known coming up from the tall grass.

Yamcha held his breath. This was what he was looking for! A smaller savage. He had long dark hair that stood in a flame his body slim, tight, fit and shorter then the others. He smiled. “Yajirobe tell me what they are saying.”

“I cannot hear from here, I cannot make it out.”

Yamcha was in a slight dilemma his translator couldn’t hear them and he damn well couldn’t move in closer the fat short man would make a big ruckus going down the hill.

“Captain I will be able to tell you what they are saying if we move closer.”

Yamcha grinned from ear to ear. “Well come on then Spanish.”

Vegeta walked over to Raditz and Red Foot. “I found it! Ha you said I wouldn’t but I have!”

“We should call you Eagle Eye Vegeta because nothing gets pass you.” Red Foot chuckled.

“I agree Red Foot it sounds right. What do you think little brother?”

“I think it would be too long on formal days think on it. Eagle Eye Vegeta Son of Chief.” Vegeta laughed at Red Foot’s mock yawn.

“It does sound too long. Perhaps it would be a song to put the little ones to sleep.” Raditz chuckled.

Vegeta turned his head towards the left of the bushes and raised a brow. “Did you hear that rustling?”

Raditz laughed. “Come now little brother. It is probably just a skunk looking for good leaves to eat.” Red Foot nodded his agreement.

“He just wishes to end the game Raditz he is afraid I will win.” Red Foot smirked at the grunt coming from Vegeta.

“You win ha! Not with my endless skill you will not Red Foot.”

“Then begin son of chief. And who ever win between us gets to strike first on the kill and the loser drags the meat home.”

“You will lose Red Foot so get ready to get bloody.” Vegeta smirked and passed over the ball shaped rock he found earlier.

Kakarot explained what was being said between the savages and was thankful the little one didn’t come in investigate the bush they hid in. But it seems his captain was not paying mind to his words.

Yamcha stared at the smaller savage harder then any of his past conquests. The smaller savage was close in age with the largest one but his skin radiated such vitality and youth, his body screamed strength and flexibility, his eyes were a deep onyx that dazzled and entrapped him, the high cheekbones, and delicate small plump lips begging to be tasted. This savage was what he was looking for. He was perfect he was utterly beautiful robbing him of his breath. The beauty’s name was Vegeta and apparently he is the son of their leader. Yamcha had to know more of him.

“Awe! Crow trotter!” Red Foot shouted Vegeta and Raditz laughed outright.

“Well little brother you got to keep the stone in the air for more than 10 hits or Red Foot wins. Now you know the rules do not touch the stone with your hands or…”

“Yes yes Raditz I know how to play this game. We played it many times when we were children.” Vegeta took the stone looking at it from side to side and smirked. “Now Red Foot I will show you how it is done.” Vegeta let the stone drop down and bounced it on his knee. He had to keep the stone from hitting his muscle because it would slide down to the ground. He had to make sure his knee, ankle, or top of his foot bounces it. But each time he did it stung, but pain was something they had to grit their teeth to, not showing it on their faces. They must be strong warriors and no pain could affect them. As soon as he bounced it 11 times to snatched it in his hand and laughed. “Well then Red Foot I win. I make the killing blow and you drag my kill back to the village.” Vegeta smirked and Raditz let out several yelps to the air and Vegeta reached down taking his bow in hand swinging the sac of arrows on his back they took off. Dashing further away from their audience. Only Vegeta looked back to the bushes seeing a head pop up and quickly retreated back into the bush. A white mans head. Vegeta whipped his head back towards Raditz and Red Foot shaking his head quickly he stopped. “Brothers I change my mind. Raditz you can have the kill I am going to use my winnings to do as I please. Go hunt I will meet you back at the village. If my father asks for me tell him I am off bathing.” The two stood and raised their brows at him but they wouldn’t question him.

Kakarot’s heart pounded in his chest and he felt the captain take a hold of his arm to keep himself grounded this was something much unexpected. If the captain kept himself hidden until the savages were out of view he would have been spotted. He heard the steps come closer and a command in the air to step away from the bush. He held his breath and took a hold of the captain’s arm and stood up his sight meeting an arrow pointed spot on him he gulped.

Kakarot outstretched his arms and spoke. “We mean you no harm we were just watching nothing else.”

Vegeta raised his lip baring his teeth like an aggressive wolf. “Why?”

“We are just curious nothing else.”

Yamcha stood straight not liking the idea the little savage was giving his attention to the Spanish. “Kakarot tell him who I am.” He saw the savage raise a brow at him in confusion.

“Why dose he speak in a strange tongue?” Vegeta asked.

“Please ease your weapon back. We are not looking for a fight. He is speaking English. It is a common language.” Kakarot took a small step back to make the savage feel more at ease. “I am Kakarot I speak for these people, and I help build a bridge of understanding. He is the Captain Yamcha.”

“Captain?” Vegeta looked over at Yamcha. He knew him he knew that face. Looking over at the one named Kakarot he recognized him as well. But where?

“It means that he is our leader. Who are you?”

“I am Vegeta the only son of the chief.” Vegeta looked over at Yamcha once again. “Ask your…captain… What would it take for him to leave these lands and never return?”

Kakarot groaned in his throat not liking how Vegeta was aggressive and defensive but what else would he expect. He turned to Yamcha and relayed the question gaining an answer he turned back to Vegeta. “The captain said he cannot leave. There is too much for the land to offer.”

“This is not a land for him to have. It is not a belonging, and no one is to own it. The land was bestowed upon my people to flourish with the animals and trees. The land consists of our ancestor’s spirits living among in the trees. You cannot touch this land. I was told the white demons would come and destroy everything. Leave this place. Leave now!” Vegeta growled under his breath pulling his arrow back with more force.

Kakarot quickly told Yamcha what was said and was confused when Yamcha licked his lips. Even more confused when Yamcha told him what to say to the savage. “My captain said he would leave this place now but not the land. It belongs to Britain’s king and queen. But he said if you meet him tonight when the sun sets on the beach away from others he will make an agreement of sorts.”

“A treaty?”

“Yes.”

“Fine then tell him I will, now go!” Vegeta watched as the men conversed amongst themselves in a language he did not know. The only thing they done he understood was the nod and simple wave leaving him behind in the tall grass. Leaving him behind with his thoughts wondering where he knew these white demons.

Yamcha hurried his men out of the forest excitement and naughty thoughts of the little savage with the phantom dark eyes. He started to wonder how he would obtain the little savage and he looked down at the short fat man. “Yajirobe I wish to speak with you in my tent follow me.”

“Yes captain.” Yajirobe looked back at Kakarot and raised a brow, Kakarot just shrugged his shoulders.

They walked in silence until they reached the lavish tent. Yamcha held open the siding allowing Yajirobe passage. Yamcha stepped in behind him laying a hand on Yajirobe’s shoulder directing him to the table to sit on the chair. “Yajirobe how would you like to receive a handsome sum of money?”

“I would enjoy that very much captain.”

“Good.”

“What do I need to do?”

“Just be a translator that is all, well that and keep my secrets.”

“That I can do very well captain. What are these secrets?”

“I will tell you of them tonight when I meet the savage.”

“Very well captain is that all you need of me?”

“Yes you may go. Just return here at sun set and we will be off.” Yamcha stood seeing out Yajirobe from his tent. He felt giddy like a little girl his excitement was becoming unbearable to him. He rushed around his tent going through the many lavish high class clothing looking for something to make him look regal and powerful to impress the little savage. He scoffed at himself looking for clothing to impress the savage like he would be impressed by clothing. He needed to display utter dominance and power to impress the savage and he will. A smirk dawn his face as he pulled out his sliver chest plate he would dress for war. But first a long bath will must be have.
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Welcome to the new world filled of savages