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To Win a Royal Heart	By : kaze Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6

Bardock
watched Goten�s face transform, the expression going from shock to fear in
seconds; the boy had made a mistake, and knew it. Bardock would have smirked,
but the accidental information had quite frankly floored the man. �They are
from earth�that doesn�t mean anything at all, really. Goku looks a lot like me,
but, my son Kakarotto is still only a child, soon to be a young man. It�s sheer
coincidence.� Bardock argued with himself, knowing that most likely he was
correct; but for some reason, this disappointed him. When his small son had
been sent to the other planet, Bardock, for reasons unknown to him, had thought
that it would be the last time he ever saw his son, and that was looking more
and more like the truth as time went by without word or transmission from the
small pod that his son had been sent off in. Goku had to be at least a few
years older than he�there was just no way�

A
cough brought Bardock out of his dazed musing, his eyes rising quickly to meet
Goten�s. His eyes widened slightly as he realized just how tired and sick Goten
was beginning to look. Fatherly instincts kicking in high gear, Bardock cleared
his throat and began to push Goten back. �You�d better lie down and get some
sleep, you look like shit, kid. Believe me, you�ll need all the rest you can
get, because this sickness is going to get worse.� He said while yanking the
blanket up to Goten�s chin and tucking the blanket around the young man�s body.

Goten
sighed, seeing he was off the hook for the time being; perhaps Bardock hadn�t
heard him? Or maybe he simply didn�t care? He wasn�t sure; but what he was sure
of, was that he liked his grandfather, and was pretty sure Bardock liked him in
return. At this moment, he was treating Goten as if he were his own son. Or grandson.
Goten blinked, watching Bardock for any signs that would indicate he had
figured out what was going on, but saw nothing but concern in the man�s dark
eyes. Suddenly the door to the infirmary was slammed open, two high-ranking
Saiyan officers making their way into the room, their expressions angry.

Bardock
stiffened next to him, grunting softly. �Looks like I�ve been found out, kid.
I�m in deep shit now�� He flashed a feral grin to Goten and then looked back at
the men as they came to a halt beside the bed. Goten recognized one of the men
as General Kellek, a Saiyan he had first met when he and Goku had arrived. The
General had also been the one who had given Bardock orders to stay on planet
Vegeta.

�Bardock!�
The general barked loudly, making Goten cringe. �What in the King�s name are
you doing here? I thought I told you that you were to stay on Vegeta until you
were fully healed? You do not have permission to be here!�

Bardock
rolled his eyes, lifting his hand and bending it back and forth as if to tell
Goten the man was talking too much. This earned Bardock a stern look from both
high-ranking warriors. �I�m here because I want to be.� Bardock stated,
crossing his arms. �I heard Goten was sick, so I came to make damn sure they
were taking care of him, which, by the way, they weren�t! I�ve never seen such
a shabby recovery room before! The boy didn�t even have a blanket for fuck�s
sake!� Bardock raged, standing. Both men took several steps backwards. �Now, I
don�t see the harm in me being on the ship�I haven�t been given a mission, so
It�s not like I�m out frolicking in a blood bath��

�Not
yet, anyway.� The general said with a smirk, his gaze flickering to Goten.

�Isn�t
this the young man that tested the highest from the last batch of 2^nd
testing?�

Bardock
nodded softly. �Yes. He has Keccitopitis�looks like he�s moving to the middle
stage.� Bardock said, leaning over to examine a faint spattering of pink bumps
on Goten�s forehead.

�Hn.
Strange� but he�ll be well soon enough. I�m sure he doesn�t need �Bardock�s
nursing service�. I�m here on business for a week, you can stay until I do,
then you go back to Vegeta, understood?� Asked General Kellek, frowning deeply
at the scarred Saiyan.

Bardock
nodded. �Yes, yes...� The two men turned and left, slamming the door behind
them. Bardock then spun around to say goodbye to Goten but froze, finding the
boy fast asleep; Smiling, he leaned over, tucking the blankets around the young
man again, then turned and silently left the room.

�

*

Vegeta
frowned, his eyes still closed in sleep. He was cold and wet, something hard
pressed against his back almost painfully. Opening his eyes as he swam to the
surface of consciousness, he hissed in pain as the dual glowing golden orbs of
light shined it�s cheery rays into his sleep-blurred eyes.

�Shimatta!�
He growled, throwing his arm up to cover his eyes. His mind spun as he tried to
remember where he was�and why he was there; there must have been a battle, for
his body ached like it never had before.�
He froze as a muffled groan sounded from behind him, the hardness
against his back shifting slightly.

�Hate
sleeping on the ground�� a voice muttered. Vegeta�s eyes rounded as memories
from the night before came back to him, a deep scarlet flush spreading across
his cheeks and down his neck. He swallowed hard, moving a hand under his body
to lift himself up into a sitting position; he winced, pain shooting through
his body.

�Vegeta?�
Goku�s soft questioning came; Vegeta slowly turned his head, his expression
neutral. Goku shifted to lay on his back, both arms under his head, his
masculine form stretched out upon the soft purple grass. His eyes shimmered in
the morning light, but Vegeta was relieved to see something in the man�s eyes
they both shared; Uncertainty.

�Goku?�
Vegeta answered dryly, lifting a bare arm to rub it against his eyes.

Goku
was quiet for a few moments, as if wondering what he should say. Vegeta smirked
softly when the man finally spoke.

�Do
we leave today?� Goku cursed inwardly. That�s NOT what he had wanted to say.
With a grunt, he pushed himself up, blinking rapidly up into the bright
sunlight.

�Yes.
We�ll leave after we eat�and�clean up.� He replied, looking away quickly.� He didn�t know how to act around the man
now; everything was much more complicated, much more�. personal. Before it had
been about him, and him only. Now�now he didn�t know what to think. He cast a
glare over his shoulder to the spiky haired man who simply looked back at him
blankly, then smiled.

�Vegeta,
do you feel ok this morning?� Goku asked as he stood. Vegeta�s eyes lingered a
little longer than they should have, his newly found emotions dancing circles
around his head as his eyes raked down the larger man�s naked body. He frowned,
cursing softly.

�Of
course I feel ok, baka! How else would I feel?!� He snapped, dragging himself
to his feet. He huffed and stalked off to the small tranquil lake that stood
just feet from them, wading into the cool water quickly as if to conceal
himself. Goku smiled softly and followed suit. They washed and dressed in
silence, then ate a small meal of roasted bird before boarding their pods. Less
than an hour after they had awakened, the Saiyan prince and his bodyguard had
begun their trip back to Frieza�s ship.

*

�So
what are you saying, you�ve finished it? It works?� Vegeta asked, peering down
at the small box in Bulma�s hand.

�Well�not
exactly.� She answered, looking up at the growl that sounded from Vegeta�s
throat. She took a step backwards. �Listen to me, Vegeta! This isn�t something
that can just, like, �poof�, happen! Now let me finish, will you?� She asked,
her frown deepening. She didn�t know what Vegeta�s problem was lately, but he
was getting on her nerves with all his demands and his crabbier-than-usual
attitude.

Vegeta�s
eyes narrowed, his countenance cold and deadly. �Fine.�

Bulma
let out a breath. �Ok. Anyway, as I was saying; it�s finished, but only to a
certain point. You see, we still don�t really know how to work it; however�. we
do know WHAT it is�� she let her sentence hang in the air, her eyes
lifting again to meet Vegeta�s, whose own eyes widened slightly.

�You
know what it is�the box? Well what is it, woman!? If you know what it is, you
must have an idea where it�s taken Kakarotto! Tell me, and I�ll go get him myself!�
Vegeta growled.

�Well,
that may be a problem, Vegeta.� Bulma said, crossing her arms and sighing, her
brow furrowing slightly.

�And
why is that?� Vegeta snapped, losing his patience.

�Well,
not only would we have to figure out WHERE it took them, but WHEN
it took them.� She replied softly. �It�s a highly advanced miniature time
machine, Vegeta.�

Vegeta
blinked at her, uncomprehending. �Kakarotto�and the brat�are in another time?�
He asked unbelievingly, his voice wavering slightly. Vegeta turned away from
her, his shoulders slightly hunched.

Bulma
frowned, walking forward to lay a hand on Vegeta�s shoulder. �Vegeta, what�s up
with you lately? Trunks has been really worried about you, and I�m beginning to
worry too! You haven�t been yourself since this all started, and you�re just
acting worse as time goes by. What�s going on?� She asked softly, panic rising
in her chest as she recognized the pain and sadness etched in Vegeta�s
features.

�I��
Vegeta paused, shaking his head, his eyes screwed shut tightly. �I don�t know.�
He sighed, pulling out of her grasp. �It�s too hard to explain. And I don�t
wish to speak about it anyway.� He said softly, staring out the window.

�Vegeta��
Bulma started before pausing. �You haven�t been sleeping well. I hear you get
up in the middle of the night, and you never go back to sleep.� She was finally
rewarded with a reaction from Vegeta. His shoulder jerked violently as she
mentioned the problem, giving Bulma the insight that she was indeed right.
�Well?� She asked softly, waiting.

Vegeta
scowled, crossing his arms. He didn�t want to talk about this now�or ever, for
that matter. His eyes jerked sideways to Bulma, then rolled heavenward,
exasperated. If he didn�t say something, she would just keep pestering him. �I
keep having dreams about him. I wake up, and I can�t go to sleep again. Big
deal.� He said, shrugging a shoulder.

�What
kind of dreams are they?� She asked, curious.

Vegeta
spun, his eyes fiery with anger. �None of your business! I said I don�t wish to
speak of it!� He spun on his heel and began to walk away, but froze as Bulma
spoke again.

�Vegeta,
wait�I think I can get a hold of him.� She said, not saying any more.

Vegeta
paused, then turned back to her, his anger dissipating momentarily. �What do
you mean by that?� he asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

�Well,
the box seems to leave an imprint of the people who move through it�almost
comparable to DNA; it stores this imprint as the person passes through. We have
Goku and Goten�s imprints, and the imprints basically give us a map to where
they have gone. However, the map is so advanced, it�s impossible for us to
read. So while we can�t point to this and say �Goku and Goten have been sent
here��, we CAN take the trace, duplicate the trail, and use a hybrid
tracker-transmitter to basically open a tiny time portal to send a real-time
message to him. We can talk to him, and he to us.�

Vegeta
stared at her, awestruck. �You�you can do that? Through time and space? I don�t
believe it.� He said, his surprised expression turning suspicious.

�Fine
by me, don�t believe it. But while you go do your thing, I�M going to be
talking to Goku!� She said, turning on her heel and walking out the door.

Vegeta�s
heart lurched annoyingly. �Wait!� He yelled, chasing after her.

**

A
little over two weeks after Bardock�s first visit, Goten was released from the
recovery room, completely free of the disease that had plagued him. On his way
back to his quarters, someone poked him in the middle of his back from behind.
Frowning, he turned to face his smiling grandfather.

�No
longer sick, I see?� He asked with a smirk, siding up next to Goten.

�Thankfully,
no�still not following orders, I see?� Goten asked in return, grinning.
Bardock, he knew, was supposed to have left with the General back to planet
Vegeta.

Bardock
continued to smirk. �Seems you�ve gotten to know me a little better than I
thought.� He said with a chuckle, reaching out to ruffle Goten�s hair. They
both laughed, Goten�s heart swelling with happiness at the close relationship
he was forming with his newfound grandfather. His happiness wavered, however,
as a snort sounded from behind him.

�Well
well well�what have we here? I had heard that you had taken up a new friend,
father, but it looks to me like you found a new son, ne?� A sarcastic voice
called out.

Bardock
turned slightly as Goten spun around to meet a tall burly Saiyan, his arms
crossed in a stance eerily similar to Vegeta. Bardock snorted, a smirk
twitching his lip. �So�you�ve decided to finally come see your old man, eh,
Raditz? It�s about time. How long have you been back now?�

Raditz
shrugged his shoulders. �A couple months or so. Sorry, father�I�ve just
been�busy.� His eyes strayed from his father to narrow dangerously to
Goten.� �So. Are you going to introduce
you�re new�friend? I�ve heard a bit about him�they say he�s quite a fighter.�
Raditz leered at Goten, flashing a set of sharp pearly teeth.

�He
is. Could probably whip you easily, Raditz.� Bardock sneered, then smirked with
amusement at the look of surprise from his eldest son. �This is Goten.� He said
simply, motioning with his hand. �And he�s from planet fucking Earth!�
He wanted to say, but held back, knowing that the little piece of information
was something Goten and his father didn�t want to share�for whatever reason.
Bardock would be sure and have a little�talk�with Goku when he and
prince Vegeta got back, as his curiosity was getting the best of him. He simply
didn�t have the heart to plague Goten with questions; it was quite obvious that
Goten was more sensitive than his fellow Saiyans, and the look on the boys�
face when he had realized he had let the secret slip had, for some reason,
twisted Bardock�s heart.

Raditz
nodded his head, his eyes roaming Goten�s form suspiciously. �Hn.� Was his
reply, not sure if his father had been joking about the young man�s strength or
not; however, his father rarely joked, especially about fighting.

Goten
blinked in surprise. �He�s my uncle Raditz?!� Goten asked himself,
hoping his face wasn�t too awestruck. Another family member he thought he�d
never meet. His eyes raked over the taller man, finding some resemblance to
Bardock, but he didn�t look half as much like him as Goku did. If anything, his
uncle reminded him of a larger version of Vegeta. �Uh�nice to meet you.� Goten
said, not liking the predatory look in Raditz�s eye.

�Hn.�
Was the only reply he received; Raditz finally looked away and back to Bardock,
just as Bardock received a call on his transmitter.

�Kuso!�
Bardock cursed softly. �I have to go, sounds like the General is here to try
and drag me back to the home planet. Gotta run.� And with that, he sprinted
away, disappearing down the hall within seconds, leaving Raditz and Goten
staring after him.

�He�s
always running off like that. Can�t keep himself out of trouble�kind of like
me.� The young man grinned widely, stepping towards Goten. Goten�s eyes went
round as Raditz leaned towards him, his grin widening. �So�you want to fight
me?� He asked softly, his nose just inches from Goten�s. �I�d be willing to
make a bet�� He began, staring down at Goten with heavy-lidded eyes. �that you
aren�t as tough as my father says; you want to make a little bet, Goten?�
Raditz�s voice took on a seductive tone that was beginning to lull Goten�s
senses.

�Wh�what
kind of bet?� Goten managed, taking a small step backwards, cursing silently as
his back hit the wall. Raditz chuckled softly, taking yet another step forward,
their bodies almost pressing together. Goten swallowed audibly, staring up at
his uncle with wide eyes. He held back a flinch as Raditz brought his large
hand upwards, stroking Goten�s cheek softly before sliding it up his jaw and
into his hair, where he fisted his hand into the short, dark strands, pulling
Goten upwards onto the tips of his toes.

�You
sure are pretty, for a male Saiyan.� Raditz muttered, staring at Goten�s face
with interest, his look of intense contemplation vanishing as his head dipped
downwards to lick across Goten�s lips seductively. Raditz growled softly, his
eyes closed as he hovered a breath away from Goten�s lips. �You smell and taste
different, too�� He said, lowering his head to trail his mouth and nose across
Goten�s face and down his exposed throat. �I wonder what your blood tastes
like�� he mused, nipping at the hollow of Goten�s throat.

Goten�s
eyes flared wide, a small moan escaping his throat as he became aroused by the
taller man�s ministrations. He then blinked, his mind a flurry of confusion. �Goten!
Get a hold of yourself! This is your uncle, for Kami�s sake!�

Raditz
lifted his head from Goten�s neck, his hand still deeply imbedded in the dark
mop of hair.

��The bet is, that you can�t beat me in a
spar. Winner takes all.� He said, that intense stare pinning Goten to the wall
once again.

Goten
frowned, slightly confused, but happy to have at least a little bit of space
between them. �Winner�takes�all of what?�

A
smirk lifted one side of Raditz�s mouth, those dark eyes narrowing onto his,
glinting mischievously. �Whatever the winner wants.� He replied, his grip
tightening in Goten�s hair. Raditz chuckled at the startled reaction from the
young man before him, delighted with his new pretty plaything. A glance down
the hall to confirm their privacy was all the encouragement he needed to continue
his little game, his left hand moving swiftly down to Goten�s groin to rub the
firm erection he found there.

Goten
jerked violently at the intrusion. �Hey!� He growled, his hand shooting out to
catch Raditz�s wrist to begin pulling the man�s hand off of his crotch.

�Well��
Raditz grinned, ignoring Goten�s efforts by pressing the smaller man against
the wall with his body. �looks as if I�m not the only one enjoying this little
game, hm, Goten?�

Goten
gasped as he was crushed against the wall, the hand in his hair tightening
painfully as it wrenched his head back, the other saiyan�s lips crushing
against his with brutal force. Raditz�s other hand came up to jerk his jaw
downward, immediately moving his tongue into the soft wetness of Goten�s mouth
as it was pried open. The kiss was long and fierce, Goten dismissing the
acknowledgement of family ties between himself and his uncle and instead
yielded to the battle lust that burned in his blood, telling him to fight. But
this was a whole different kind of fight.

Their
tongues battled savagely against each other, twisting, turning, pushing and
shoving against the other with passionate fury; Goten�s hands moved up Raditz�s
sides, one hand imitating his foes as it wound it�s way into the long thick
ebony mane of hair that hung in soft spikes down Raditz�s back, his fingers
entwining around the soft strands and fisting there tightly. A small sound of
surprise escaped Raditz�s throat as his head was suddenly jerked down, his
hands slipping to brace against Goten�s shoulders. A low growl sounded, and
Goten found his shoulders being painfully pressed against the wall, the other
man�s nails digging into his skin hard enough to cause thin rivulets of blood
to course down his bare arms.

Raditz
managed to pull out of the kiss, his eyes glazed with arousal, his breath
coming in small pants against Goten�s cheek. �Now for a taste�� He whispered
softly, his head lowering as he jerked Goten�s arm across his chest, his tongue
flickering out to lap up some of the blood that leaked from the small wounds he
had created. Goten�s mind surged with excitement, his eyes rolling back as the
man licked his wounds, small waves of pleasure washing over his groin. He was,
at that moment, defenseless. �Kami help me�� His mind screamed before
being swallowed whole by his own passion.

**

Bardock
sprinted down the maze of hallways that finally brought him to the pod landing
chamber, his eyes darting over each pod closely as he tried to find General
Kellek�s. If it wasn�t there, then he hadn�t yet arrived. The alarm was
sounded, signaling an incoming pod, so as quickly as he could, Bardock ducked
behind the closest stationary pod and peeked from behind it as two pod doors
opened, awaiting arrival. He watched as the two pods descended through the doors
and crashed somewhat lightly onto their landing pads. His eyes narrowed, only
to open in surprise minutes later when a head of spiky black hair like his own
appeared as the man exited his pod. �Goku!� He whispered, his eyes flashing
quickly to the other pod, it�s door crashing open to reveal his prince. Smiling
he darted out from behind the pod and approached them, more than happy that it
wasn�t his General. �Then again�if Prince Vegeta hears of my actions, he may
send me back to planet Vegeta himself.� Too late, he was already within
feet of the two men. Goku turned, a look of confusion flashing across his
features before he smiled widely, lifting a hand in greeting towards Bardock.

Bardock
returned the motion to Goku, and then bowed briefly before the prince. �Welcome
back prince Vegeta, Goku. How did your mission go on Zablyn 5?� He asked,
knowing full well the planet had been purged without much of a problem. It was
always that way when Vegeta was sent to purge a planet. �You�re back a few days
early.�

�Vegeta
barely acknowledged Bardock at first, then turned to face the man, shocked to
see exactly how much he and Goku looked alike. He frowned and snorted. �It went
fine, of course. The planet is purged. What else did you expect of your Prince,
Bardock?�

Bardock
smiled. �Nothing less, my prince.�

�Hn.�
Vegeta said, stepping around Bardock and motioning for Goku to follow him.
Bardock fell into step with Goku, their silence stretching until they were
inside the hallway.

�Did
you hear that Goten became ill?� Bardock asked, glancing to Goku.

Goku
stopped, his eyes wide with surprise. �Sick!? Is he ok? What�s wrong with
him??� He asked, panic gripping his heart. If anything happened to his son, he
would never forgive himself. Vegeta stopped at hearing the panicked outburst
and turned, his brow furrowing. He looked to Bardock for an answer.

Bardock clapped his hand on Goku�s shoulder reassuringly. �He�s fine now, but
he had contracted Keccitopitis, and was hospitalized for a week.�

�Kechy-what?!
What the hell is that?� Bardock cringed at Goku�s questioning, wanting to kick
himself for his stupidity. He should have waited until they were alone to tell
him about Goten�s illness; now Goku had just made a mistake and didn�t even
know it.

�Keccitopitis�you
know�like the measles?� Bardock stated calmly, trying to deflect Goku�s
mistake. Everyone on planet Vegeta knew what Keccitopitis was.

�Wait
a minute�� Vegeta stepped in, scowling. �Every child is vaccinated for that
disease! Only animals carry it now, it�s been that way for years! How did Goten
contract it?�

Goku
flinched, his mouth opening without sound. He had no clue what to say.

Bardock
shrugged his shoulders, hoping he�d be forgiven for lying to his prince. �He
wasn�t vaccinated as a child. Most are, but sometimes a few slip through and
end up without the vaccination.� He said, pushing Goku�s shoulder to get him
walking again. Goku blinked softly, nodding as he began walking down the hall
with the two other men.

�Hn.�
Vegeta replied, turning to continue down the hall. �I haven�t known anyone to
contract that disease�or even remember hearing about anyone getting it.� The
prince pondered, blinking softly as something Goku had said to him floated back
into his memory. �There are things about me I cannot tell you, for if I did,
it may change�the future.� ��No one
knew the father or son. There were no documents anywhere on planet Vegeta that
proved either of their existence. The man was of legend, a super Saiyan, most
definitely. He had to have come from somewhere else; perhaps another time,
given the man�s words. How else would knowledge of him change the future?
Vegeta frowned. How believable was that, though? How could the man have come
from another time, which was impossible�pure fantasy. The only way Vegeta would
ever learn the truth about the man was if Goku told him, and he wasn�t sure if
that would happen. �Ah, but my original plan was to talk to Goten�perhaps I
can persuade him to tell me the truth.�

Goku
glanced towards Vegeta, wondering why he had become so quiet; looking at the
prince made his heart leap in his chest, and made him wonder what his own
Vegeta was doing right then. �Damn, I miss him. Funny, I never thought I�d
ever feel this strongly for him, but I do. Will he ever feel this strongly for
me? I doubt it.� He sighed softly, and then froze as a deep growl sounded
from in front of him. Vegeta stood, his posture rigid as he stared down the
hallway a few feet. Goku followed his gaze and gasped, his vision wavering as
he spied a tall muscled warrior, about the same age as Goten, pinning Goten to
the wall as he ravaged his son�s body with his tongue, the heavy scent of
arousal and blood hanging in the air. Before he could move, Bardock darted
forward, lashing out with his fist to knock the man off of Goten; Goku gasped
when he realized just who the young man was; his own older brother. Raditz, he
noticed, was about Goten�s age in this time.

�Raditz!
What in fuck�s name do you think you�re doing?� Bardock thundered, glaring
murderously down at his son, who had fallen onto his back on the floor. He
rubbed his chin painfully, his eyes shooting daggers at his father.

�I�m
just having a little fun, damn it! Calm down, what the fuck did you hit me
for?� Raditz yelled back, beginning to climb to his feet. Goten stood stunned
as he watched the scene unfold. He winced, raising his hand to his head and
rubbed the spot where Raditz had managed to tear a hunk of hair from it.

�Goten,
son! Are you ok?� Goku�s voice came from his side. A deep flush spread over the
young man�s cheeks as he licked his lips and nodded.

�Yeah
dad, I�m fine. No harm done�really.� He said, waving his hand nonchalantly. �We
were having a bit of a spar, if you want to call it that�� Goten finished,
feeling stupid for using such a miserable excuse. He leaned closer to his
father and whispered. �Dad, don�t you think it would be better if Raditz
doesn�t see you?�

Goku
froze, glancing over to his brother who was still busy arguing with his father.
�Yea, you�re right, I�ll hang back a bit. No use in being seen by more people
than necessary, huh?� He didn�t wait for his son to answer, but instead took a
few steps away, more than a bit disturbed over the situation. Finding his own
brother making out with his son was one thing; but smelling Goten�s arousal AND
finding out that Goten knew it was his uncle the whole time had Goku completely
baffled and discontented.

Bardock
growled. �Keep your hands off him, Raditz. I mean it.�

Raditz
sneered, brushing his legs off. �I�ll do whatever I like, to whomever I like,
when I like, and NOBODY is going to tell me different!� his sneer turned
to shock as he doubled over, a point-blank ki blast hitting him in the gut. As
his upper body thrust downwards, he was decked in the nose, his body shifting
again to fly backwards and hit the wall. Vegeta stood over the other man, his
cheeks flushed with anger. Raditz�s eyes snapped open, anger flaring before he
realized whom it was that stood over him. Vegeta reached down, grabbing the
front of Raditz�s armor, yanking him up to his knees.

�First
of all, you shouldn�t talk back to your father like that, Raditz. It�s rude.
Second of all, you do not touch Goten unless he wants to be touched, which, for
all I know, he may have. I don�t really care. Thirdly, and most importantly, I
am your prince, and I say that you will NOT do whatever you like, to
whomever you like, whenever you like. I AM telling you different right
here and now, you inferior piece of shit, and you will listen to me, UNDERSTOOD?�
Vegeta hissed, releasing his grip on Raditz so that he fell back to the floor.

Raditz
growled softly, but nodded. �I understand, Vegeta-sama.�

Vegeta
smirked. �Good. That�s what I like to hear. Now, go �have fun� somewhere else.�

Raditz
climbed to his feet. �Yes sir.� He cast his father a deathly glare before
stomping off down the hall, pausing only to smirk at Goten and wink before
continuing down the hallway, which was now crowded with soldiers, attracted by
the sound of a scuffle.

Vegeta
turned, his eyes moving over Goten briefly. �Do you need medical attention?�

Goten
flushed again, shaking his head. �N..no. I�m not hurt. Thanks.�

Vegeta�s
eyes narrowed briefly, nodding his head. �Good. If you had, I might think you
weaker than I first imagined. It would be a pity.� Vegeta said, enjoying the
look of anger that flashed across the older teen�s face before he managed to
hide it. �Goku. Go ahead and spend some time with your son and Bardock, if you
wish. I am going to report to Frieza. Be back in our quarters by mealtime.� He
said, walking away before Goku could answer.

�Ah�ok,
Vegeta-sama. Thank you.� Goku answered, not sure if Vegeta had heard him or
not.

Bardock
frowned at Goten. �Goten..� he started, but Goten silenced him with a grin and
a shake of his head.

�Don�t
bother apologizing, Bardock, it�s ok. Raditz didn�t do any harm. Besides, I�ll
just kick his ass when we spar.�

Bardock
laughed at this, approval shining through his eyes, something that made Goku�s
throat tighten. �They�ve become closer since I was away.� Goku thought
to himself, holding back a smile. He only wished that they would have all the
time in the world to get to know him, but he knew that they would not. They
arrived at Goten�s quarters, all three piling into the room to sit around and
talk until Goku had to leave at mealtime.�
Goku began describing Zablyn 5, and how the purging had went, leaving
many of the details out, for obvious reasons. Just as he was about to ask Goten
about his sickness, a strange crackling noise filled the air, the smell of
electricity filling their nostrils.

�I
don�t see a fucking picture, woman!� A voice boomed out from nowhere.

�Sorry,
Vegeta, but it�s not working�but the sound should work.� A female voice came.

Goku
nearly fell out of his seated position on Goten�s bed. He jumped to his feet,
his eyes glazing with wetness. �V�Vegeta?� He said unbelievingly.

Silence,
then a soft sound, like a sigh. �Kakarotto? Is that you?�

�Vegeta!
Yes, of course it�s me! You found us!� Goku exclaimed, his eyes roaming the
room with confusion. �Where are you? Was that Bulma I heard with you??�

Goten
gasped. �Vegeta-sama! Have you found us a way home?�

Silence
again, more static. �Kakarotto�Goten. Listen, I�m not sure how much time we
have with this tin-foil crap equipment the woman has made.� After an indignant
response from Bulma, he continued. �Where the fuck are you?�

�We�re
in the past, Vegeta! And you�re never going to believe WHERE we are!� Goku
exclaimed.

�I
don�t believe I�ve gone out of my way to worry about you, you baka. I�m going
to kill you when you get back here!� The voice of his prince growled
threateningly, then paused. �Where are you then?�

Goku
swallowed, not knowing how Vegeta was going to respond. �Planet Vegeta�er,
actually, right now, we�re on Frieza�s ship, serving duty.�

Silence.
The smell of electricity became stronger, as did the static in the air.
�WHAT?!?!� Vegeta yelled in disbelief.

�Yea,
crazy, huh? It�s about the year 750, I think.� Goku responded, his heart
fluttering in his chest.

�Kakarotto,
I don�t have much time, this thing needs to be recharged. Listen. We can�t
bring you home yet, but the woman is working on it, and is very close, so just
hold tight. No matter what you do, Kakarotto, don�t let anyone see you that
will know you in this time.� Vegeta�s voice began cutting out. �I have to go
now. I�ll make contact with you soon, Kakarotto. And�I�ll get you both back
here. I promise you that.��

Goku
was about to respond, when the static simply vanished as quickly as it had arrived.
Goku stood staring blankly at the wall, his mind elsewhere before a noise broke
his train of thought.

�Uh��
Goten said softly behind him, just before Bardock made a choking noise.

Goku
turned his head to find Bardock staring at him, his eyes wide and bulging and
his mouth moving without any sound coming from it. It felt as if ice water had
been thrown over him, inching it�s way down his face and shoulders, creeping
down his back. He had forgotten about his father; his father had witnessed the whole
transmission. Goku rubbed the back of his neck, letting out a nervous laugh.
�ahh�.well�.� He began, but was cut short as two strong arms suddenly enveloped
him.

�Kakarotto��
Came his father�s muffled voice.
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