Adult-FanFiction.org : Gundam, Beyblade, DBZ, FMA

In the deep of space	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3541 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, or make money off of this! It would be AWSOME if I did.. Yeah Awsome

Chapter List
- 3
- 4
- 5
Chapter 4

          “What do you mean they are coming here?” Nappa inquired, keeping his eyes fixated in the general direction Raditz watched.

            “There are two power levels making its way here, not very powerful.” Raditz sneered, just his luck.

            “You’re telling me we wasted our time coming here! We should be trying to get Vegeta out of there!” Nappa raised his tightened fist, growling. “By the god’s Raditz! We don’t have time for this bullshit!”

            Raditz knew the desperation of his comrade, for he felt the same. He held hope in his plan, and seeing what was shone upon his scouter, he knew Nappa was right. Yet still he held hope. “It doesn’t matter Nappa, we were doomed from the beginning. At least if there are more of us, we might have a chance.”

            “Please, what chance would that be?! A low level bourn pup ain’t going to do us any good!”

            Raditz whirled facing on the mammoth man. “It can do us some good, if anything he can be a meat shield, a distraction for us to get in there and get out.”

            Nappa sighed, shaking his head. “We shall see Raditz.”

            “They are here Nappa.” Raditz gave the two figures above his utmost attention. “Kakarot?!”

            Goku watched the two men below, slowly he descended. He could feel the nervousness coming off in waves from his friend. He didn’t blame him; the power coming from the duo was something to make anyone falter. His gaze fell on the larger of the two, the power oozing from that giant made his stomach flipped, he prayed they were friendly.

            Krillen timidly moved forward, building up courage to speak. “What are you guys looking for?”

            Raditz smiled, Kakarot was a splitting image of their father Bardock, and he didn’t know if he should hug the man before him and allow a moment to believe it was his father in his arms. “Kakarot.” Raditz gave a warming smile.

            “Cut this reunion short Raditz. We don’t have time to waste.” Nappa bellowed.

            “It’s good to see you Kakarot.” Raditz moved forward, watching as the earthling and his brother tensed. Something wasn’t right. “Kakarot? Do you know who I am?”

            Goku sneered. “I think you have me confused with someone else, my name is Goku and I am the protector of Earth.”

            “Well isn’t this wonderful Raditz! You drag me all the way out to this mud-ball to find your brother and here he is! Brain damaged!” Nappa growled looking over to Kakarot. “You! Don’t you know anything? Protector of earth my ass! You were sent here as a pup to”

            “Enough Nappa! It is obvious what happened here.” Raditz moved closer keeping his hands up, a sign that he meant no harm, unravelling his tail as a show of trust.

            “Hey look Goku he has a tail just like you did as a kid! Hey and the really big guy does as well!” Krillen piped in, relaxing his stance.

            “I noticed Krillen.” Goku kept his stance, but there was something deep inside him that answered a call given. The way the tail slowly swayed and no sign of twitches eased him; there was a scent in the air, a scent he somehow he knew but cannot place. “Who are you, and why are you here?”

            “You are my kin; I am your older brother Raditz. Our father is Bardock third class. We are from a strong proud race called Saiyans. You were sent here as a child to… scout the land once you were older.” Raditz kept the details of his mission unknown; he could see that Kakarot has adopted the planet as his home; he didn’t need to start a conflict with his brother.

            “You send babies out in space? That’s cruel!” Krillen grunted.

            “Perhaps for your young Human, but Saiyans are a strong breed, even our young are very self efficient.” Raditz stood before his brother, taken back by how much he really did look like their father, even the lines around his eyes was Bardock’s.

            “I don’t believe you. I was raised here; my grandpa raised me by the mountains.” Goku stared into the eyes of the man whom called him his brother, an eerie feeling crawled up his spin, those eyes were his own, the scent wafting into his nostrils was welcoming; family, blood of thy blood.

            “Kakarot.” Raditz opened his arms, welcoming him, letting his tail musk the air.

            Krillen raised his brow, seeing the Earth’s question himself. “Sooo, that doesn’t answer my question. Why are you guys here?”

            Nappa scoffed at the little Human. “Apparently a family reunion.”

            Raditz felt like a fool, standing with his arms wide open waiting for his confused brother to take the hint. Loosing his patience he snagged the front of his gi and hauled him into his arms, holding him tightly, allowing his brother to recognize him.

            Goku struggled, trying to push himself from the iron clad grip of the alien. He went to shout for the stranger to release him, pulling a lung full of air, something clicked. He sniffed once again along the neck of the man, and he knew that he wasn’t lying. That scent he knew it, felt it, his blood sang with joy, a piece of himself coming together. A light sob escaped his lips and he returned the tight embrace. “Brother.”

            Raditz chuckled lightly, petting the head of his brother, resting his forehead on his little brother’s shoulder breathing him in. Home; he felt home and he never wanted to let go. A sweet scent hit his brain and he shook his head, funny how things work out.

            “Can we get over this now? We have far more pressing matters to attend to.” Nappa grunted, not at all happy with the outcome, Kakarot was weak; how was he supposed to help them in their cause.

            Raditz smiled pulling away from Kakarot, keeping a hand on his shoulder giving him a light squeeze. “Yes Nappa you’re right. Kakarot, it’s time to let you in on many things happening, maybe you may know something that can help us in our endeavours.”

            Goku gave him a curt nod. “If it is within my power to do so, and it doesn’t cause anyone any harm.”

            “No-one from this planet will come of any harm brother.”

~*~

            A figure remain curled into the farthest reaches of the wall, his knees bent, arms wrapped around his legs for comfort. A tremor raced up his body when the sounds of loud screeching filled his ears. “Turles do you think the walls will hold?”

            “I am sure it will.” The dark skinned warrior sighed, lightly fisting the wall, their prison turned into a save haven; he almost laughed at the irony, almost.

            A light whispering voice filled the warrior’s ears. “How do you think the others are holding up?”

            “They are the strongest of us all, they are just fine.” He let out an exasperated sigh. He looked to the corner where most of the outside noise came from; he lost track of the days that had past, rations were becoming low, spirits as well. Maybe they can make the two week rations last for an extra week.

            “I am worried about them Turles. What if whatever is out there got them? What if we are the last?” The figure raised his weary head.

            Turles growled, punching the wall with force. The negative thoughts of his cell mate getting the better of him. He was suppose to keep cool, be understanding, and supportive; isn’t that what all body guards do? He sighed once again turning to sooth the figure, speaking in a gentle voice to ease the cub. “Prince Tarble, your brother Prince Vegeta is a tough man, if anything whatever is on the other side more than likely are running away from your brother’s sneer alone.” Turles laid a comforting hand on the prince’s shoulder. “You’ll see everything will be alright in the end, we just got to hold out until then.”

            “Yes Turles you’re right. But I cannot help but feel there is something wrong, something has or is happening to my brother. He should have been here by now.” Tarble hung his head. “What if he is dead, what if he left us?”

            Turles snarled. “You’re brother will not leave you! Look at what he is doing to ensure your safety prince, have some faith. He will come.”

            “I’m sorry for questioning it Turles, I just feel lost.” Tarble nearly whined.

            Turles wrapped his larger arms around the cub, on the cusp of manhood. He held him close, rubbing his arm. Vegeta where are you?

~*~



     Vegeta screamed as jolts of electricity coursed through out his body, muscles tensed and loosen, his insides felt they were being boiled in a pot. He heaved, if it wasn’t for the muzzle nearly glued to his face he would have spilled whatever his stomach would allow. How much more? His eyes grew heavy; his only thoughts were of his little brother Tarble, he wish he knew how he was, he knew deep down that Tarble still lives. He gave a silent prayer to Bejita: Please let him live long, and free. A memory of happier times played in his mind.

            “Brother! That’s not fair!” Tarble did his best to catch up with his older brother, his little stubby legs jumping over the rocks and fallen red barked trees of the forest. “Wait for me!”

            “Come one Tarble! You’re slowing my down!” Vegeta sneered.

            Tarble lost his footing falling head first to the rouge ground below. “OW!” He let out a whimper as he rubbed his head, tears forming in his eyes. “Brother!”

            “Oh by Bejita Tarble! You’re so weak! You’re always going to be a hindrance, father babies you far too much because of your low level!” Vegeta crossed his arms a look of disgust evident on his face. “It’s time to suck it up Tarble be a real Saiyan!”

            Vegeta stomped away leaving Tarble to cry out his hurt, leaving him there in a dangerous forest; uncaring. Tarble sniffed, sitting in a slump position, tears and mud streaked his chubby cheeks. A predator made itself known by the deep growl it produced behind the little Prince. Tarble froze.

            Vegeta kicked a few rocks from under his boot; he hated his little brother; always had to tag along and slowed him down. Why was he born with such a low and pathetic power level? No guard would be suitable to watch and protect Tarble; it would just be easier if his father just sent him away. A loud screech made him halt and he growled, with a shout he hollered at the younging. “Tarble give it up! Suck it up!”

            Vegeta strained a ear once he heard a sound of ‘help’ his chest swelled, his heart sunk. He listened intently and heard the sounds of heavy paws and the snarls of a beast; he paled. He raced through the bush.

            Tarble screamed on the very top of his little lungs, begging for his brother, his father, anyone! The large creature held his arm in its hundreds of short sharp teeth, digging in further, threatening to bite through the bone; his blood trailing downward, covering his shoulder with crimson. “VEGETA! PLEASE!”

            Vegeta leaped into the clearing, his blood raged. He pulled his hand back gathering a devastating amount of energy in his palm. He slammed it through the side of the beast leaving a gapping hole; the thick black blood covered the bush. Vegeta moved downward cradling his little brother in his arms. “Tarble, Tarble!” He shook the little body below. “Tarble answer me!” Vegeta panicked; surprised really by his own reaction. Not even five minutes ago he was wishing his brother was gone; now he had a sense of protection over him.

            “Vegeta, you came back and saved me.” Tarble lightly groaned from the pain.

            Vegeta gave a light smile. “Yes Tarble, and from now I will not allow any harm to befall you.” He hugged the boy closer. “That’s what big brothers do.”

            Vegeta arched his head back when another powerful jolting wave hit him full on, causing him to black out. Tarble.
- 3
- 4
- 5
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

In the deep of space