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All There Is But Never Will Be	By : animeslave18 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2699 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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WARNINGS: Language, mild violence
A/N: Don’t worry! I’m still writing! :D Life…has been getting in the way, but now that I have a schedule in mind, maybe I won’t be so neglectful toward my stories from now on. However, things can change. I just hope they go the way I want them to.
Before they headed in, Kakarot turned to Broly. “Will you…will you stay with me?” He asked a bit nervously.
Broly stared at the other for a moment before nodding. “Of course.”
Kakarot smiled a small smile before turning and following the guard inside, Broly behind.
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“What is taking so long?! Is he coming or what?!” The lord barked before deciding to go to the tsukai himself.
“Father, wait! Where are you going?!” Goten called after him.
“What’s it look like?!” Apparently that’s all that he was going to say since he kept walking.
Goten looked to the king helplessly. “I sincerely apologize for my father’s behavior, your majesty. I hope that you can forgive him after this.” He bowed respectfully.
The king crossed his arms. “Hn and after all I’ve done for him. Why, you wouldn’t have even been born if it weren’t for me.”
Goten looked to the man in slight worry, knowing that he was talking about his parents being together. “Yes, your highness. We really do appreciate all that you have done for us.” He kept sweet talking his way out of not getting punished.
The king scrutinized the child. “It’s not you who should be apologizing anyway. It’s your father.”
The boy didn’t know what to say to that, but thankfully he didn’t have to when his papa entered the room. “What’s going on? Oh no…” He trailed off when he saw his youngest talking to the king. “Where is he?” He looked between the both of them in worry.
“Papa.” Goten went over to greet him. “Father stormed off in search of the tsukai that last spoke to Gohan.”
His papa’s eyes suddenly began to tear up. “Oh no. He talked about it, but I didn’t think he’d actually…oh my king. My sincere apologies about my mate’s behavior.” He went over towards the man and bowed deeply.
The king took a hold of the tsukai’s chin so he’d look at him. “I thought I told you to keep an eye on him.”
The man looked at the king in slight fear. “Yes you did, your highness. I’m sorry that I’m not doing a very good job.” He clenched his eyes shut, waiting for the worst.
Goten held his breath, waiting for what was to come next. After a moment, the king let him go. “Then how about you start by finding him.”
The man took a step back before bowing again. “Yes, sire.” Then left.
Goten watched his papa leave before eyeing the king then followed. The king watched the two leave then turned to the guards at the doorway. “Well, don’t just stand there. Go find the idiot before he does any more harm.”
“Yes, your majesty.” They said in unison before doing what they were told. The king growled at the sudden turn of events then followed the group.
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The guard quickly led the two to the throne room where the Son family was hopefully still waiting. “Let’s just hope they haven’t gotten impatient.” He muttered as he opened a door for them.
Broly heard him but didn’t acknowledge it. Kakarot wasn’t paying attention. He was too focused on what he was supposed to say to the family. Suddenly, a man burst from the doors before them and met them in the middle of the hallway that they were in. It seemed to be a busy hallway, a few elites passed by them every now and then. Some stopped to see what was going on. “You! Are you the tsukai named Kakarot?” The man walked right up to him and stared him down.
Kakarot took a step back in surprise at the man. “Too late.” The guard that was leading them muttered to himself.
“Y-Yes.” Kakarot whispered to the man in uncertainty and fear.
“Great. Now, I believe you know who I am and why I’m here?” The man crossed his arms as if he were scolding a child.
“Father!” Goten and his papa appeared behind the man. “For Gods’ sake! Don’t you have any respect?”
The man growled at the boy. “I’m through giving respect to the very ones who killed my son! Now, boy, tell me wh-“ The man’s words suddenly got caught in his throat when he noticed the tsukai smiling softly at him.
“I am…relieved to know how much you care about your son. He…was worried…that you didn’t.” Kakarot voiced quietly.
The noble was speechless. “Wh-What do you mean? He thought that I didn’t care about him?” He asked in disbelief.
Kakarot’s relieved expression turned concerned, but nodded nonetheless. “He mentioned how strict you were and I guess therefore…thought that you…had forgotten about him, but I see now that that’s not the case.” He was afraid to offend someone, which made his words stiff and unsure.
The man seemed to stutter for a moment before he finally exploded. “He…He thought I didn’t…care? How dare he think that! After all the time and money I spent searching for him?! He thought I didn’t care?!”
Kakarot put his hands up in a defensive manner. “I’m not questioning you sir. I’m just telling you of what he thought. I’m sure deep down he knew that you were trying your hardest to look for him.” The man clenched his fists, which caused Broly to stand next to Kakarot, in case the man did anything drastic. Passerby suddenly stopped to watch the scene as the king made an appearance, but seemed to stay out of it. Some heard the royal order some of his guards to protect the prince in case things got out of hand. “Of course, he was only wondering what you were doing. After all, he spent a long time down there. It was only natural for him to question whether or not you were actually looking for him. I’d do the same.” Kakarot ended sadly.
The man seemed to calm and look at Kakarot helplessly. “Did you?”
Kakarot looked at the floor with a solemn expression. “Well, yes. My father is always away on missions and my brother only came home every few months to check up on me. So, my initial thought was, I was going to be down there for a while and if my brother did come back, would he ever find me?” He took a deep breath and let it out. “It was a scary thought but…one I had to consider nonetheless. I didn’t want to get my hopes up. Instead, I tried to just get through the day.”
The noble let out a breath and held back a sob. “I…I wonder what Gohan went through.” He looked at Kakarot in the eyes with a pleading gaze. “Please, I must know. What happened to him?”
Kakarot looked straight into the man’s eyes and tried not to start bawling himself. He swallowed the lump in his throat. “W-Well, I…I don’t…really know what all happened to him. I just know…what happened…in the end…sort of.” He swallowed again.
The man took a step forward in earnest. “Well please. Anything that you know of…anything that you can remember…I would like to know.”
Kakarot let out a soft whimper at the horrible images that came to mind. “I must warn you, it’s…it’s not pleasant.”
The man nodded. “I already know that. Whatever my son went through, I can handle it.”
Kakarot knew the man was lying. Just saying those words already made him look like he was going to fall apart any minute. He nodded anyway. “Okay. I…I guess I can start when I first met him.” He looked to him then to the younger son, Goten. He looked so much like him. Just seeing him made him want to burst into tears, but he avoided the gaze that the other was giving him. He let out another breath to compose himself then told his tale. However, he only told the parts where he and Gohan conversed. The other parts he described briefly on. There was no way he could tell them what he witnessed and what happened to their son after he was found out.
“So, he stayed alive all that time…and here I was thinking he…he was already gone.” A few tears fell from the noble’s eyes, but were quickly wiped away. “Of course I knew…I knew he was smart…of course he stayed alive. I know. He’s strong…he was. He…survived for as long as he could. It was only a matter of time.” A few more tears, but quickly hidden. “Now, please…please tell me…what happened to him? What happened after he was found?”
Kakarot stared at the noble for a moment before he shook his head. “No. I don’t…I don’t…want to tell you.” He swallowed that annoying lump again.
“Please. Please…you said you’d tell me.” The man begged.
Kakarot shook his head again and took a step back. “No, please. Don’t make me tell you. I don’t want to.”
The noble took a step forward. “You have to tell me. Please, I can handle it.”
“Father…” Goten interrupted.
“No. He has to tell me. I deserve to know…what happened to him.” The man had to take a calming breath in the middle of his sentence, as if preparing himself for the worst. However, Kakarot hugged himself and shook his head. The more resistant the boy was, the more the noble realized how bad it was. He kneeled down so he was eye level with the boy. He took the tsukai’s hand in his and begged one more time. “Please, just…just tell me. Just tell me…please.”
Kakarot didn’t hold back his tears this time and sniffed. He hesitated in answering for a minute before closing his eyes in defeat. “After I…” Sniff. “After I…woke up…I…I heard…” He looked away from the noble in front of him.
The man gripped the boy’s hand tighter and waited expectantly. “Yes. Go on.” He whispered.
Kakarot let out a breath. “I heard…I heard…screaming…a-and I was bound…to the wall. I’m sorry. I couldn’t help him! I wanted to! I would’ve-!”
“Don’t stop. Keep going. What was happening to him?” The man cut him off, knowing full well that the younger was trying to avoid the subject.
“He…H-He…” Oh God he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t tell him. No way.
Thankfully (and unthankfully) someone else decided to tell the story for him. “Why, I was fucking him of course.” All heads turned to the sinister laughter that came from the sadistic prince.
The noble stood as if ready to pounce on the royal. “Vegeta! Why don’t you ever listen to my orders?!” The king bellowed.
Vegeta pouted. “Aw, but father, how can you expect me not to come when all the fuss is about me? Besides, kitten is here.” He smirked sadistically at the suddenly frightened tsukai.
Kakarot backed up until he hit a wall and chanted ‘no’ over and over. Broly stayed with him in case Vegeta got closer…and he did. “That’s far enough, Vegeta.” He warned.
Vegeta complied and stopped. “But I just want to say hi to my kitten.” Another smirk.
The noble gave the prince a piercing gaze. “Tell me. Tell me what else you did to him.” His voice was barely contained in his growing rage.
The prince turned to the noble. “Well, he fucked the kitten,” He pointed to Kakarot. “then I thought things were getting a little too intimate between them, if you know what I mean, so I was just about to kill him, until he surprised me with an attack. Then…I threw a blast at him and he made it so it blasted off his tail, which is where I had the ki rings on him, mind you. Such a clever rabbit.” He smirked fondly then continued on, all the while pissing the noble off more and more. “So in turn, that caused him to get his strength back and he retaliated. He took my kitten and escaped, but they didn’t get far.” His gaze flickered to Kakarot, who was listening intently. Ah that’s right. He wasn’t conscious for this part. “I blasted them down then the clever little rabbit fought me until I broke his spine. He tried to fight me, but he was paralyzed. So, in return for hiding from me and fighting against me, I laid him out on the steal roof of my little hiding place and let the suns do the rest.” He chuckled then as he waited for the expected.
The noble’s mate apparently couldn’t handle that information and promptly passed out. Goten managed to catch him before he hit the floor and his father went into a fit of rage. “You deranged bastard! I’ll fucking kill you!!”
Before the man could get to him, the king stepped in. “Vegeta! Leave this instant or so help me, I WILL lock you up!! Understand me?!”
Vegeta growled at his father. “You wouldn’t!”
The older royal shoved him away. “Like hell! Now do as I say!” He motioned to his guards to take his son away and ordered them to restrain the angered noble. “Get him out of here and escort his family out! This little reunion is over!” He let out a sigh once his orders were met then turned his attention to the panicking tsukai. “Broly, take him to his room and keep him there until I say otherwise.”
“Yes, your highness.” Broly nodded then proceeded to pick up Kakarot and left, carrying the sobbing tsukai in his arms.
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“Shh. It’s alright now, he’s gone. He doesn’t know where you are. You’re safe.” Broly cooed to the still crying tsukai as he embraced him and rubbed his back.
Kakarot shook his head into Broly’s chest. “I c-couldn’t d-do it! I-I couldn’t t-tell h-him!”
Broly sighed in understanding. “Oh, Kakarot. I wouldn’t have been able to do that either. I mean, you were about to tell the man how his son died.”
Kakarot ignored him. “A-And…him! For God’s sake! I c-can’t even l-look at him without f-freaking out!” He sobbed louder. “Oh, God! I don’t know if I can do this anymore! I just want it all to end!” He shouted into the burly Saiyan’s hold. Broly sighed sympathetically and held the boy tighter. He didn’t know what to say, so he just held him until he calmed down. They ended up sitting on the bed by the time he did, but Kakarot didn’t let go. He sniffed and hiccupped a few times before he finally spoke. “I’m so tired of being alone. I don’t want to be anymore. Whenever I am, I just feel so vulnerable. I mean, I can’t even protect myself and here I am in a castle full of elites. It’s just going to start all over again. I want my brother.” He ended in a blank tone.
Broly finally pried himself away from the other to look him in the eyes. “Kakarot, don’t worry. I’ll make sure you stay safe. I promise.”
Kakarot looked up into kind and determined eyes in uncertainty. “You do?”
He nodded. “Yes. You’ve been through hell already and I don’t like to see tsukai’s being treated as such.”
Kakarot’s hope fell slightly. “But the prince is a tsukai…”
“I know. Perhaps…I can find a way to help him.” Broly thought aloud.
Kakarot shook his head. “He’s a lost cause. There’s no point.”
Broly sighed. “But he’s going to be my mate. I have to do something about it. I mean, I can’t be mated to that.” He randomly gestured in an area where he assumed the prince was in the palace.
Kakarot looked down solemnly. “I know. I don’t envy you there.” He looked up when a thought suddenly occurred to him. “Broly, you can’t trust him, especially when you’re around him. When he’s being nice, that usually means that he’s up to something…and don’t eat anything that he gives you!” He went on desperately.
Broly started out understanding until he said the last part. He stared at the other in confusion. “What do you mean?”
Kakarot grabbed a hold of Broly’s arm in an attempt to get him to understand. “Think about it! How do you think all his betrotheds have been disappearing? He’s been killing them himself!”
Broly looked at him in slight surprise. “Well, sure I’ve speculated I guess. I mean, it’s not really surprising I suppose. Why?”
“I don’t know how, but Gohan assumed that he’s been sneaking something from the royal scientists…like a…like some sort of torture method. All we knew was that he was blowing them up in some twisted way.” Kakarot went on in slight frustration as he tried to explain what he heard and saw.
“Woa, woa…blowing them up how?” This wasn’t making much sense to Broly.
Kakarot grabbed the other’s arm tighter. “I don’t know okay! Gohan thought it was some type of serum that the prince has been sneaking into their food or giving it to them and telling them that it’s some sort of drug or whatever. Then…he takes them to his private place and…”
Broly waited for him to say more. “And what?”
Kakarot panted slightly until he summoned up the courage to say it. “And…has his way with them until they just…explode.”
Broly jerked back at that with an odd look on his face. “Well that sounds…fucked up.” Kakarot nodded in agreement as Broly stood. “I need to talk to the King. Stay in here and don’t let anyone in, understand?”
Kakarot looked at his bodyguard in a slight panic. “Wait, you’re going to leave me?”
Broly looked at him almost apologetically. “I won’t be long. Besides, the prince doesn’t know where you are and you’re safe here. I’ll be right back.” He waited until he got a nod in response then left.
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Broly walked briskly to the throne room, intent on speaking to the King with his idea. He stopped right in front of one of the royal guards that stood in his way. “I need to speak to the King. It’s important.” He let out a little breathily in his haste to get there.
The guard scowled at him. “I’m sure everything that goes on with you is important.” The man said rather sarcastically. Broly growled at him as if daring him to piss him off. “The King doesn’t want to be disturbed right now. Come back later.”
The burly Saiyan sneered. “It’s about the Prince.”
The guard scoffed. “When is it not? Come back later or I’ll remove you by force.”
Broly had a half a mind to tell the guard to try, but decided to debate his options. Sure he could charge in there now and demand the King to listen to what he had to say and make things even worse for himself and the tsukai, or…he could wait. The question is; could this wait? He thought about the tsukai he left alone back in his room, who didn’t want him to leave, who couldn’t be alone right now…who shouldn’t be alone right now. His growling grew louder then he got in the guard’s face. “Fine! I’ll come back later.” He swiftly turned his back, anger evident in his stride as he made his way back to the lonely tsukai.
On his way, his stride became less purposeful and more leisurely as guilt pooled in his chest and stomach. He shouldn’t have left Kakarot. He needed support more than ever right now and how can he overcome this situation if he’s always alone? He wasn’t thinking. His idea just hit him and he had a powerful urge to go and consult with the King about it. The sooner it was done, the better this shit storm will be…hopefully.
When he returned to the tsukai’s room, the first thing he noticed was Vegeta wearing black latex shorts that hugged that plump ass and those juicy thighs and were laced up the sides. He was shirtless and shoeless and leaning over in such a way that made him all the more enticing. Broly’s breathing suddenly picked up and his pants seemed to feel a little tighter as his mouth just seemed to hang open at the sight. However, when he looked to see who the prince was leaning over, the desire he felt died. To anyone with the untrained eye, it just looked like two tsukais were about to make out and would make anyone hard in an instant. Not only was it rare, but something to behold, but to Broly, this was not one of those moments. Instead of lust in Kakarot’s eyes, it was pure fear. Vegeta had him pinned to the bed by his wrists and was suggestively grinding against him while huskily whispering sweet words to the frightened tsukai, which did nothing but add more to that fear.
Vegeta paused in his seductive assault when he saw Broly out of the corner of his eye. What happened next was something completely surreal. Instead of Vegeta getting angry (like usual), his lustful gaze seemed to become more so as he slowly and seductively moved off of Kakarot and turned towards him. His breathing picked up as he slowly crawled across the bed towards him while his tail swung lazily behind him, scenting the air. Broly zeroed in on that gaze and couldn’t help but get lost in it as, he too, felt what Vegeta was feeling. Instantly, he crossed the room towards the bed and grabbed a hold of Vegeta by the jaw with the palm of his hand. He lifted him just so, so he could bury his face in his neck and sniff him. Fuck he was delicious.
“Vegeta.” Broly almost didn’t recognize his own voice as it came out needy and hoarse. “You’re rutting.” He spoke in wonderment as he wrapped an arm around the prince and pressed him to himself. All the while taking deep breathes of his scent.
Vegeta laid his hands flat against Broly’s chest and began sucking on the burly saiyan’s neck. “Broly.” Said Saiyan held the lithe prince tighter to himself at the even more needy voice that begged him to take advantage of this wonderful opportunity.
However, he was broken out of his trance when he saw Kakarot move out of the corner of his eye. The tsukai’s fear began to mix with confusion and panic, which was enough to pull himself together. Again, he grabbed Vegeta’s chin, using the same hand that somehow trailed into the royal’s hair, and pulled him back enough to look at him. “Vegeta, you shouldn’t be in here.” A hint of lust was still evident in his tone, but it was still stern enough that it almost came out a growl. “How did you know he was here?”
Vegeta somehow managed to answer and keep a trace of his dark personality along with it. He let out a delightful laugh as if relishing an inside joke. “Let’s just say that the guards are easier to manipulate than you.”
Broly growled loudly this time and gripped Vegeta harder. The prince gritted his teeth and let out a pained groan. “Just what the hell do you think this is?! Don’t you have any respect for yourself Vegeta?! You’re a prince! Not a whore! So how about you start acting like a prince!” He shoved Vegeta away in disgust, causing him to fall back on the bed.
The royal looked up at his betrothed in shock then it quickly turned to a sneer. “How dare you degrade me like this! I am your prince!”
Broly let out a hearty laugh while guarding his stance. “Ha! Are you? Because all I see right now is a whore wanting to be used!” In his anger, he lunged forward and got right into Vegeta’s face, his hands resting on either side of him. “A prince needs to be respected, Vegeta. And right now, you don’t have that from anyone. Hell, I’m not sure you even have their loyalty. Right now, that belongs to your father and when you rise to be king, that loyalty will be lost.”
Vegeta stared at him in surprise. Their faces were so close together that all Vegeta had to do was lean forward and kiss the burly Saiyan. Instead, he grew angry…his usual counterattack. He shoved at the bigger saiyan, but he might as well have been moving a steel wall. “The fuck do you care! This is what you want, isn’t it?! This is what you all want!”
Ignoring the disturbing signals obviously radiating off of the prince, Broly reacted in his own anger by shoving the smaller saiyan on the bed. He grabbed a fistful of the flame-like locks, causing Vegeta to arch into him as he straddled him. Vegeta let out a pained shout as Broly leaned down and growled in the prince’s uncertain but expecting face. “If this is all you strive for…if this is the only way to serve your empire, then so be it.”
Vegeta’s expression suddenly turned fearful, but only for a split second, for it changed in a controlled, expressionless gaze. When Broly was about to tear off what little Vegeta had on, he stopped when he heard a panicked whisper that seared his heart. “Broly.” He looked up to see Kakarot half hiding in the doorway that led into the bathroom. The soft cry wasn’t meant to stop Broly, but it was merely a reaction to something that anyone would deem disturbing. Like, a child seeing a scary movie or reacting to an accident. However, it stopped Broly nonetheless when he saw the look of utter horror on the tsukai’s cherubic face. It was so disturbing to see that Broly himself was starting to feel afraid…and that was something that scared him right now.
The burly saiyan looked down at Vegeta, who was stiff underneath him. When Broly looked closer, he noticed that he was waiting for him to do the horrible act like it’s happened a thousand times. As if it wasn’t surprising that Broly was about to rape him…like this has happened before. He suddenly felt sick as he let go of the prince. “You need help.” He whispered in his apparent shock at this new information. Vegeta’s brow furrowed at that as Broly crawled off of him. He grabbed Vegeta’s wrist and pulled him up with him. “I will inform your father of your behavior and see if I can talk him into you seeing a counselor.”
Vegeta let out a shocked gasp then tried freeing his arm. “You want me to see a shrink?! Fuck that! I’m not crazy!” He growled in his efforts to free himself from the stronger saiyan then faltered when he realized it was because of the child that was making him weak.
Broly growled back. “Whether you are or not is still debatable. Meanwhile, half the planet sure as hell thinks you are while the rest are plotting their revenge for the all the tsukais you killed!” He saw Kakarot tremble out of the corner of his eye.
Vegeta was only able to sneer before he was unceremoniously thrown over Broly’s shoulder. “God damn it Broly! Put me down this instant! I fucking swear I’ll fucking kill you! Mother fucker!” He pounded at Broly’s back but it did nothing to bring him down as he was carried out of the room.
When they left, Kakarot sank down to the floor where he was cowering and tried to take in deep breathes. That only seemed to give him hiccupping sobs though as he buried his face in his knees and hugged them to himself.
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I know, I know...I keep torturing Kakarot. Don't worry though, he won't suffer for too much longer. :) I hope I didn’t throw Broly out of his character. :/ I mean, I know he’s already out of character, but you know. Hopefully, the next chapter doesn’t take near as long to upload, but…no promises. :/
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