I Made You a Snack | By : Anatra Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6720 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Author’s Notes to
self and others: I don’t own DBZ, I just use the characters and twist them
into my own personal fantasies. All I have is a crapload of action figures, and
some VHS/DVD box-sets. Oh! And my Vegeta wall scroll! He gets to watch me at
night….
Warning: I’m a
yaoi fangirl. Meaning, I like male on male pairinIf yIf you don’t…then I
suggest you start doing so, because there’s nothing better! U_u Goten/Trunks, Vegeta/Goku are the main
pairings but others slowly emerge.
Random notes and
apologies: This chapter won’t have a sex scene (oral pleasuring doesn’t
count as sex in my opinion), but the next one will, I promise! Sorry to keep
you guys waiting, I just try not to write pwps. (not to mention I always start
giggling during
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p>
Dinner was quite uneventful for the
pets after Trunks got told off by his Master. Goku just stared at the ground
and thought about food, and Trunks ended up dozing off, lulled by the dulcet
tones of the two dominants talking above him.
“All of the baka’s friends know
about us… when we first used the ki collar, most of them showed up, expecting a
battle of some sort, only to find their beloved Goku in a rather compromising
position. They of course tried to ‘rescue’ him, but he assured them it was his
own choosing.” Vegeta cackled. “That was a marvelous day. Baldy looked
especially traumatized.” Goten snickered as the prince went back to his
explanation, “That was when your father and I discovered the Namek and your
brother were a couple. Gohan seemed to be enjoying what he was watching us
doing, and he kept glancing over at the green bean who was going to burst with
all the blood rushing to his face.”
Goten grinned and finally pushed
his plate away, quite finished. With a contented sigh, he peered down at Trunks
wondering how he’d been so silent for most of the later conversation. Smirking
he shook his head, “Kawaii…. Chibi fell asleep.” He said to Vegeta who also
seemed to be full and was in the process of unclipping Goku’s leash.
“Heh…let the brat sleep for a few more
moments. Bakarotto’ll clean up here, won’t you pet?” Vegeta purred as Goku
stood up and began collecting the empty dishes and trays. “When the table’s
cleared, bring two bowls in for Trunks and yourself and we’ll see about feeding
you.”
That got Goku hurrying just a bit
faster at the prospect of food. He completed the assigned task quickly and
knelt before his master, holding up the two food bowls for him to take. Both were quite large and wide, as well as
having stable bottoms so that they wouldn’t tip over if a pet got a bit
overzealous. The two water-bowls were already filled and off to the side, so
Goten exited to refill them and put them on the table as Vegeta heaped what was
left of the meal between the two food bowls.
“Where do you want Bakarotto to
eat?” Goten asked of the other dominant, picking up the food bowl and water
dish assigned to the older pet. Vegeta smirked and pointed to the kennel where
Goten had first discovered his father’s status as a slave. Goten nervously
licked his lips and nodded. Wow… what memories were spurred by looking at that
simple cage! As he walked towards the kennel, Goku followed him on hands and
knees, crawling after him with a desperate whine erupting in short yelps from
his throat. “Hungry?” he asked his father who just bounced up onto his knees
and pawed at the plates in his hand. Goten laughedou’rou’re like a real puppy
aren’t you!?” he asked grinning. Goku just wigghimshimself and pleaded with his
eyes for Goten to just drop the plates and let him at it.
Vegeta looked over at the two Sons,
one a semi-reluctant master, one a reluctant slave, and smiled. He would have
liked to take both of them as his pets, but alas, that would upset the balance.
He put the food and water in front of the sleeping Trunks then left his son
there. Striding over to Goten, he grabbed Goku by the collar and pulled him
down, away from the other master. “Heel Bakarotto!” he barked out, motioning
for Goten to open the cage door and slide the food into the slot on the side.
Still keeping a grip on Goku’s collar which was threatening to choke the
younger full-blood considering how much pressure the slave was putting on his
throat as he strained to reach the food, Vegeta slowly walked Goku over to the
cage and nudged him in with the toe of his boot. Once his pet was securely in,
he locked the cage door and motioned for Goku to eat. “Remember, we’re not
rabid animals Bakarotto. Don’t make a mess.” Vegeta warned the other saiyajin
before turning to Goten. “You might want to wake your slave up if he wants to
eat tonight…”
Goten
nodded and went over to his snoozing pet. He crouched down beside the sleepy
saiyajin and poked him softly. Trunks murmured something incomprehensible and
curled up into a cute ball of flesh and leather. Grinning, Goten began stroking
Trunks’ head, scritching him softly. “Hey chiiiibiii….” He whispered into the
other’s ear. “Wake up sleepy-head….” He blinked as Trunks just continued to
sleep. Snickering, Goten leaned down at nipped at his pet’s neck. “Lazy-uke….”
He chided, nuzzling into his pet’s shoulder. Trunks murred and stretched,
trying to pull himself to a sitting position when he ran out of chain and
promptly half-choked himself. Blinking awake in bafflement, he looked around;
eyes still glazed with sleep and coughed.
“Goten?”
the confused pet inquired, wondering what they were doing here, and he was…oh!
The demi-brat’s brain finally decided to kick in and he flushed, “Sorry
Master…” he apologized instantly for his regression to a less formal title.
“You require something?” he asked, eyes still firmly fixed on the ground
beneath him.
Vegeta
rolled his eyes at the ‘moment’ taking place before him. “Just eat brat…” he
ordered, still standing by his pet’s cage, making sure that the other saiyajin
didn’t make a mess of himself by eating like the empty, bottomless pit that he
was. Trunks looked over at his father, startled at the man’s words before his
sense of smell alerted him to the food in front of him. Oh! Grinning, he pawed
the bowls closer and crawled towards them to eat, hunkering down on his hands
and knees. It was always awkward in this position, but Goten had always
reassured him he’d get better with practice although it was not the most
comforting of ideas.
Once both pets had licked their
bowls clean, and had stacked everything in the kitchen to be cleaned up at a
later time, they each returned to kneel in front of their masters. Both were
curious as to the planned events of the evening although they were experiencing
a bit of nervousness as well, unsure of what to expect.
Vegeta
stepped forward with a leash in hand. Clipping it to Trunks’ collar and handing
it to Goten, he looked over the two petslriglright. Tonight we’re going to have
some fun. It’s about showing off your skills, being in top physical condition,
being a good pet even when it stressful situations, and above all, doing this
while still obeying your master.” The prince soon had another leash in his hand
and attached that to the d-ring in Goku’s collar. “Since we’re rather isolated
here, and it’s a lovely evening, we’re going to play outside…” he announced,
picking up a sack of ‘goodies’ in one hand and heading out the door. Goten
grabbed his own toy bag and followed Vegeta to the back clearing.
“The whole
point of the exercise is to train pets to be fast about performing anything
their master wishes of them. However…despite the efficiency they must show, the
pet must also perform the commands perfectly. Any less is an insult to the
Master and the slave must be punished accordingly.” Vegeta announced as they
all stood outside. Lights from the capsule house shone into the clearing,
lighting it up, and small garden lamps also offered illumination so that all
the saiyajins could see very well in the clearing. “Let me explain how this
game works.” Vegeta said, clearing his throat and speaking a bit louder, “At
each lantern around the clearing is a sheet of orders which informs the pet of
what action to perform, and for how long or how many. In order to prevent
favoritism, we will each be marking another Master’s pet. You have to judge how
well each task is performed and grade them for it. They are not permitted to
leave the post until they have completed it perfectly. For each poor attempt,
they will lose one point. A pet has fifty to begin with, ten for each of the
‘stations. The pet who completes the game, meaning, getting back to where they
started, with the best time and most points, wins. The others however, will
still complete the course so that their masters will know what their weak points
are. Understand!?” he asked.
Goten
nodded, “Hai Vegeta-san…” he said, reaching for Goku’s le Veg Vegeta gave it to
him with a smirk but shook his head when the boy tried to give him Trunks’
leash. Goten frowned, obviously confused. “Aren’t you going to take Trunks?” he
asked the elder saiyajin and blinked in surprise when Vegeta just laughed.
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