When Hell Breaks Lose... | By : PrinceJiita Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1287 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Warning: small lemons.....very small.......
Chapter 5 – Of Wires and Madness
“It’s been quite a while since I have been in this place.” Piccolo stood at the ledge of one of the many cliffs in the Yanzabit Heights, looking down to the ground, the window pulling hard on his cape. Gohan was sitting a few feet away, trying to figure out what the dragon radar was trying to tell him.
“Grr, this thing is messed up. I can’t pinpoint the right location of the dragon ball. I think something is disturbing the energy fields.” He looked up at his mentor. “This is the place where your spaceship was, right? I remember that Mr. Popo brought us here to get us to Namek.”
“Hm. You are right. You always had excellent memory. Show me the radar.”
Gohan stood up and handed the radar to the Namekian. Piccolo looked at it and frowned. “It shows eight different locations at once? That is impossible, there are only seven dragon balls and we already have one.”
“Yeah, I told you it is messed up. It started showing the eight locations right after we entered the area.”
Piccolo narrowed his eyes. He looked at Gohan for a moment, watching as the young man shivered from the cold winds. Then looked at the radar again and frowned even more. “I know which one is the right one.”
“How can tell? Do you feel something? A special energy?” Gohan looked ecstatic.
“No, but only one of them is moving. Follow me.”
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“Ow, this can’t be true. How can you come back from the dead if you weren’t even alive in the first place?” Gohan groaned. The two Z-Fighters were peering over a cliff down into a canyon.
“If hell opens up anything seems to be possible, even androids coming back. And look, there is Gero himself, right among them.” Piccolo pointed down.
Dr. Gero was standing between his creations, the androids 13, 14, 15 and 19. And in his hand was a shiny orange ball with six gleaming stars.
“Dammit, he’s got the dragon ball.”
“Right, that means we have to fight them to get it back.” Piccolo stood up and gohan followed his example.
“You can come down already, I know you are there.” Dr. Gero shot a glance up the cliff and grinned. Piccolo and Gohan slowly levitated downwards, touching the ground a few feet away from the group.
“Let me guess, you came here for this.” Gero held up the 6-Star Dragon Ball. “If you want it, you will have to fight my androids for it. It will get them prepared for their ultimate task, if the get to kill you first.”
“Shut up already, you are boring me. Do you really think your scrap metal scares me?” Piccolo’s voice sounded as sure as it ever did, making Gohan feel a lot more comfortable. The young man was always a bit nervous when he was facing battle, too many times he had seen his comrades fall.
“If you are so impatient, then I guess we should just begin! 14, 15, get them and destroy them!” Gero pointed a finger at the two Z-Fighters and the androids started to move in.
Piccolo and Gohan didn’t have to fight the two androids for long, since they seem to be no match for the two excellent warriors. But Piccolo wasn’t really at ease. The look on Dr. Gero’s face when he used the Bakurikimaha to blast Android 15 to smithereens made Piccolo frown. Why was the old geezer so relaxed? He had just destroyed one of his androids, so why was he not more concerned?
“Masenko!” Gohan shot a blast at Android 14, knocking the huge warrior into a wall, crushing him. The Android didn’t move anymore, he seemed broken beyond repair.
“We crushed your androids, you are just no match for us, Gero. Hand over the dragon ball, now!” Gohan landed in front of the elderly man and held out his hand.
“Oh, you think you have won already? 13, show them what you can do!”
Android 13 smiled wickedly at Gohan, reached back and kick the young man in the stomach. Gohan felt the air getting knocked out of his lungs as he hit a boulder. White stars erupted in front of his eyes. More pain was added when 13 shot a huge Ki blast at him. The Android flung himself at Gohan again, blows raining down on his body.
Piccolo tried to interfer but Android 19 stopped him. The fat man grabbed the Namekian and threw him into a pile of rocks.
Piccolo saw that this time they were at a disadvantage. Gero has let them play with the first two androids to get them tired before the main fight was even beginning! And they had fallen for that! He pulled himself free of the rocks and looked over to Gohan. The powerful android was still pounding him into a pulp and Gohan didn’t seem to be able to defend himself.
Android 13 let go of Gohan, who slumped to the ground. Piccolo saw in horror that the android ready himself to deliever a fatal blow to his opponent. He gathered all his strength and launched himself forward. He grabbed the unconcious body of his student and pulled him into what seemed to be a fissure in the rock formation behind them. The blast hit the cliff and with a deathening crash half if the mountain came down.
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“Ugh...”
Piccolo moved over to the place in the cave he had put Gohan down and knelt down next to him. “Are you awake?”
“Hmmnnfff”
That was not really and answer, but it had to do for now. The cave was pitch black, but Piccolo’s eyes could see well in the dark. Gohan had opened his eyes and tried to sit up. Then he groaned again.
“How are you?”
“I’ll pull through...I’m just cold.” Gohan sat up properly this time. His rips were screaming at him and his head felt like spinning. The darkness around him didn’t help much, he could not see a single thing.
“Good. I was worried.” Piccolo took off his cape and wrapped it around his student.
“Where are we?”
“In a cave. The exit is blocked. And I can’t blow it open ‘cause the whole cave might collapse on us. We will have to wait until the others come and find us.” Piccolo wasn’t particularly happy about this, but he had reached the decision that this was out of his hands for now.
“Great. Brrr...” Gohan pulled the cape around him, but he could not stop shivering. He gave a startled cry when a warm hand touched his shoulder.
“It’s only me you idiot. Lay back, I want to check your body for injuries.” Piccolo gently pushed Gohan back down and the young man tried to relax. Piccolo’s warm long fingers slipped below the cape and carefully pulled up Gohan’s shirt.
Gohan closed his eyes. They were useless anyway. The gentle touch of the fingers made him shiver. Damned. This wasn’t true. He turned his face away from Piccolo, blushing. The shivering hadn’t come from the cold. In fat, he didn’t feel cold anymore at all. He felt rather hot. The skilled hands of the Namekian made his skin burn. Suddenly a smile came to his lips. In the darkness Piccolo couldn’t see him. So he would be rather save, even if he just allowed himself to enjoy the touches.
Piccolo ran his hands about Gohan’s muscled chest and down to his sides. He felt the young Demi-Saiyajin shiver and a smile came to his lips. He let his hands wander over the flat belly and skillfully loosened the sash around Gohan’s waist.
“Pic...Piccolo.....” Gohan’s voice was hoarse and thick.
“Just relax, Gohan, I need to check something.”
Gohan gasped as the warm hand of Piccolo touched his hardening member. He tried to sit up again, but Piccolo pushed him back down.
“Wha...what are you doing?”
“Gohan, you can’t be that naive. What does it feel like?” Piccolo sounded a bit unnerved so Gohan decided to shut up. Piccolo bend down and placed a soft kiss on Gohan’s slightly parted lips. Gohan moaned slightly as Piccolo’s hand started to move faster, gripping tighter.
Gohan leaned into the kiss, his head spinning again. He hadn’t even dared to dream about this, even though he had always wanted to come closer to his mentor, ever since the first time there had been a full moon after he had hit puberty.
Piccolo slipped under the cape and pressed his warm body to Gohan’s. Gohan felt both of Piccolo’s hands slip down his pants, one in the front, one in the back. He knew he was facing the Namekian, but in the pitch black darkness he couldn’t even make out his silhouette. Gohan let his fingers run over Piccolo’s chest, surprised how smooth the warrior’s skin was.
Gohan moaned softly when Piccolo’s fingers started to play with his manhood again. The Namekian rolled his thumb over the wet tip while his fingers massaged the hot shaft.
Piccolo grinned wickedly as his fingers curled around the base of Gohan’s furry tail. Slowly he traced his nails through the soft hair, enjoying the sound of Gohan’s moans.
Outside the cave, something moved.
Stars erupted behind Gohan’s closed eyes. His body started to tremble as he reached his climax in Piccolo’s skilled hands. He tried to catch his breath, all the pain in his body was forgotten.
“Are you feeling warmer now?” When Piccolo spoke, Gohan noticed for the first time how silent the cave was. No sounds came in from the outside. It was as silent as it was dark.
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Gohan nearly jumped when a loud crash resounded through the cave. Picoclo was at his feet in a split-second, ready to defend both of them. Light flooded the dark cavern. Gohan shielded his eyes with his hand.
Both Z-Fighters left the cave. When they saw the man standing in front of them Gohan nearly froze up and Piccolo jumped right back into his fighting stance. Gohan’s eyes travelled from the tall, muscular black-haired man to a heap of arms, legs and wires nearby. The remains of the androids. Of all of them.
The tall man smiled at the two Z-Fighters and held out his hand. In his palm rested the shining 6-Star Dragon Ball. “I guess you would like to have this back, wouldn’t you?” The man’s tail swished lazily back and forth. Gohan was surprised how soft and gentle the voice was. He had only ever heard the man scream or grunt.
“Yes, we need that back....would...would you give it to us...?” Gohan tried. He felt very stupid. Of course he would not give it to them. Why should he?
“No, I’m sorry. I can’t give it to you. I have to give it to somebody else.”
“Damned, Broly, what fucked up game are you playing now? Give the dragon ball to us, we need to bring it to Goku so he can close up hell again.” Piccolo was almost ready to deal out the first blow.
“Well, then we have the same goal. But I will get this to Kakarot. You might just lose it again. Bardock was very specific. I am not to hand it over to anybody but his son.”
Gohan stared at Broly with huge, almost bulging eyes. Had he just said he wants to give the dragon ball to Goku? And did he just say BARDOCK had told him to? Bardock was his grandfather, so he was told, but Bardock was dead!
“Stop looking so surprised. Do you think only those idiots found their way out of Otherworld? And now take me to Kakarot.”
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Goku and Vegeta came out into the courtyard and stopped dead in their tracks. Vegeta growled when he saw Broly and Goku moved ever so slightly in front of his prince.
“What the fuck do you want, Broly?” Goku’s golden tail swished behind him in a very annoyed matter, every muscles of his body was tense.
”I came to give you this, Kakarot.” Broly held out the dragon ball to Goku. The other Saiyajin stared at it.
“It’s alright, son, take it. This is not the Broly you guys once knew.” Bardock stepped besides Goku and nodded to him. Goku reached out and took the shining orange globe.
“So, Bardock, care to enlighten us to why the homicidal maniac is now a calm purring kitten?” Vegeta looked at Bardock with a frown upon his face.
“We’ll tell you that story, but we better get inside, I hear a lot of Saiyajin stomachs rumbling.” With that Bardock turned and walked back inside, Broly following him. Goku turned and looked at Vegeta, who only shrugged.
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Goku, Vegeta, Turles, Raditz, Bardock, Gohan, Piccolo, Dende and Bulma sat down on some soft cushions on the ground. Mr. Popo had brought in great bowls of fruit and the Saiyajin all had started to eat like ravenous monsters. While they had been eating, Goku had explained to Gohan and Piccolo how and why the other three Saiyajin were there. Now they were contend enough to hear the story of how Broly had turned into a normal speaking humanoid.
“Well, after our encounters, I came to Otherworld. I was rather confused and lost, for I finally had been freed of the control of the spells that my dear father had put upon me so long ago.” Broly’s voice was calm, only when he mentioned his father he nearly spat out the words.
“I found him soon after he arrived. You know, his aura is hard to miss.” Bardock grinned and the others nodded in agreement.
Gohan stole a glance over to Piccolo. The Namekian was leaning against a wall, listening. Gohan wondered if he was feeling as strange as Gohan himself did. He wanted to talk to his mentor, but he was afraid. Afraid Piccolo might just say he did that to warm up Gohan or to distract him.
“Your father gave me an ass kicking I might never forget.” Broly continued.
“Yeah, he claims that to this day his ass has never felt like it used to before.” Raditz added, laughing. Goku snickered. He had never felt so comfortable around other Saiyajin as he did now. His two brothers seemed to be rather cool to have around when they stopped acting like complete assholes, Broly was not even looking like the maniac he was before anymore and Bardock....Bardock was just cool. Goku could hardly believe that man was really his father.
“After that ass kicking I got some sense into Broly. His father had used him for his sinister plans all his life, I decided not to let it ruin his afterlife as well. We helped him to gain more control over himself.”
“And I vowed to help the guys whenever they needed me. So I am my own master now. Kakarot, I’m sorry for all the shit. My Prince, I hope you can forgive me as well.” Broly looked so sad an earnest as he spoke those words that Goku felt really sorry for him. Apologizing to Vegeta was a hard thing to do and he was sure his prince would first take Broly down a peck or two before forgiving him. But Vegeta just looked at him and nodded his head most gracefully. “I accept your apology.”
“Me too, Broly. I understand that it was not your fault. Your father made you do those things by trying to control you. Do you still go inside when you ascend?” Goku enquired, brushing a strand of blonde hair from his eyes.
“No, I can control myself, for a while. But I can’t do it too often or for too long or I lose control.”
“Too bad, so we can’t just send you out to get the rest of the dragon balls.” Piccolo had his eyes fixed on Broly.
“No, I used up a lot of willpower when I got you that one. I need to rest my mind.”
“I guess we all could do with some sleep. Kuririn and Chiaotzu have just left, Yamcha and Ten Shin Han will continue their search tomorrow, they are staying overnight, and I guess Trunks and Jun won’t come here untill tomorrow either. The kids are already in bed.” Goku looked at Dende. “Do you have enough rooms for all of us?”
“Really, Son Goku, I thought you had learned that by now. This place always has enough rooms. No matter how many people are here. Come, follow me everybody.”
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While they walked towards their sleeping quarters Gohan hung back a little, trying to catch Piccolo’s attention. The Namekian frownd and hung back as well, feeling that Gohan seemed to wish to talk to him in private.
“What is the matter, Gohan? Are you alright?”
“Yes, yes, I am alright...I...I just wanted...to look at the stars from here for a moment. They look so mice tonight....ah....well...godd night, Sensei.” Gohan hurried to follow the others, his face flushed bright red. Piccolo shook his head. Baka....
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The moonlight shone into the window, illuminating the lithe figure between the sheets. The air was still and silence lay like an invisible sheet across the Lookout.
Suddenly Vegeta sat up. His sensitive hearing had picked up some sound. Like the rustling of leaves. He looked around in the room. As he turned his head away something moved in the shadows.
TBC
AN:I know I suck describing fights but I'm trying get better. I hope you liked the chapter. I'm always happy to get reviews.
About the lemons. Next chapter will have more and, as I hope, better ones. It is not easy to write lemons for Piccolo, I tell you, lol
SJKillJoy - Well, we will se what becomes of them. And I loved the idea of them being able to get a good workout in Otherworld, so they can become SSJ. I love Bardock as a blonde.
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