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Welcome to the new world filled of savages	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5028 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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‘Leaving Freedom’

            Yamcha smiled widely casually looking over his shoulder at his prize. His poor little savage seemed very distraught but he wasn’t worried one day Vegeta will thank him for taking him away from such savagery and show him how to be civilized. Lewd thoughts of his prize withering and panting under him heated his noble blood, and no matter how much he wanted the savage he would not take him crudely. No not at all he will wait until the savage welcomes him because he did not want Vegeta to fight him every time he wished to satisfy himself. Taking a quick glance back once again he smirked he knew Vegeta would hold his desires for quite a long amount of time.

            Kakarot knew he wasn’t the brightest man in gods given world but he knew damn certain things were not as they seemed. His captain had said Vegeta killed Yajirobi from a mere understanding even though he only met Vegeta the one time he believed the savage would not do so, it was a fact he felt deep down inside. Then Yamcha commanded them all to track through the forest to find the village and kill them all expect Vegeta which seemed very odd and off-putting. Then their hunt for ‘gold’ by request of the king of England, which was even more puzzling. How could they know if there was indeed gold here if they didn’t search for it properly only hiking thorough the forest? But what really made him think was the way Yamcha was leering and gazing at the savage. With all his questions and doubts he would not come to the captain about them until they reached back to civilization. To do other wise would be foolish for the simple fact he could be deemed as a mutineer and left behind in the savage lands.

            Vegeta kept his eyes closed as he was dragged forward being guided by the wrists by the rough rope. He sung in his mind singing a prayer of acceptance of his still unknown fate. Lost in the depths of his mind he didn’t feel his foot hook into a raised root and he tripped. But he didn’t fall opening his eyes he looked upward seeing the one name Yamcha holding him. He gave the white man a questionable look and turned into shock as he felt a wayward hand stroke downward on his crotch. He leapt up and moved as far back from the grinning man colliding and nearly toppling over a very short man.

            “Watch where you step savage!” Krillen shouted.

            “Krillen my good man let the little savage be.” Yamcha waved.

            “Ca…Captain?” Krillen stuttered looking up at the shock face of the savage back to the smirking face of his captain. No he thought it mustn’t be. Krillen was in turmoil he knew the looks he understood the body language. He was disgusted with the thought his captain held interest in a savage. How could he?

            Raditz raced up the mountain the very one his little brother sat upon seeking his good medicine. Something deep inside him to get there immediately, something urgent in the pit of his heart cried out, he had to do it. He knew it had to be something to do with Vegeta it had to. He got to the top seeing the used fire pit, the rock face surroundings, and a tree. A shimmer in the tree caught his attention coming closer to the object he saw a beautifully crafted tomahawk. Vegeta’s name rang in his mind. He took the handle and slowly pulled the weapon out of the trees hold. He gazed at the tomahawk thinking on where such a great weapon came from.

            “That belongs to me brave.” A deep voice thrummed.

            Raditz dropped the weapon from his hand and whipped around. He scrambled back in fear seeing a huge green demon standing before him wearing long and loose clothing. “What are you demon?!”

            Piccolo smiled showing off his elongated canines and chuckled at the brave sizing him up and down. “So you are the one who will save the people.”

            “Who are you demon?”

            “I am the king of demons and bad spirits Piccolo. But do not fear me mortal human I mean you no harm. I came for my tomahawk the little warrior Vegeta forgot.”

            Raditz didn’t think on what the demon said only the part that contained his little brother’s name. “Vegeta! What have you done to him demon spirit?”

            “I have done nothing to the brave. He accepted his fate and now off the land.”

            “Where is he?!”

            “Stand tall Raditz and look to the west across the ocean.” Piccolo outstretched his arm pointing to the very direction he wanted Raditz to look.

            Raditz stood following the hand of the demon and frowned he saw huge canoe. “What is that?”

            “That is called a vessel or ship either or. They are made by the white men who came. Vegeta lays inside the belly of the ship.”

            “What is to become of him demon?”

            “He will be a slave and become the lover of men.”

            “Vegeta…” Raditz was stun, Vegeta was to be used as a woman! “How is that possible demon Vegeta is a man!”

Piccolo smiled a wicked smile and moved closer. “I will show you. Hold still.” He took a hold of Raditz’s head slowly pushing in a claw into the brave’s temple.

Raditz held in his shout and felt a wave on energy enter his mind. A vivid flash entered his mind. He saw Vegeta with small tears streaming down his cheeks, biting down hard on his arm, then a close up of a mans manhood thrusting inside. He shouted out and reared back away from the visions. He fell to his knees overlooking the ocean wondering if it was happening to him now. “Why are you here demon?”

            “I came for my tomahawk as I said before. Vegeta was meant to gather it but he did not.” Piccolo shrugged looking down at the very disturbed man. Maybe he shouldn’t have showed the mortal his meaning but scoffed the thought away. The brave would be alright he chuckled the brave already was ignoring the fact moving on to another.

            “Why?”

            “Because the tomahawk has many properties. It was meant for him to save himself from his oppression at the right time. But now I wonder how he will pull it off.”

            “How?”

            “I will not get into details. But this tomahawk can only be held by a man from these lands no other. It would not be able to be taken from him because it would have been within him. Only to come out for when he needed it desperately. But now I wonder how he would do even with my great powers I cannot see what will happen beyond the occurrence when he would have used it.” Piccolo scoffed looking to the sky. “Sky woman lied to Vegeta saying things will not change drastically just a minor change. I guess she wanted to ease his mind. I was meant to be here when he returned to explain how it will work but as you know now he did not.” Piccolo looked back down to Raditz.

            “Is there anything I can do to save him demon? Please tell me! No man deserves such a fate! He is a good man, a great warrior, and he believes deeply. We must not let such a thing happen to him!” Raditz shouted and he slammed a fist down on the earth in frustration.

            “The only thing you can do is what you are meant to! Learn brave become a wise man and a healer. Or all he has done will mean nothing. Go leave this place! Go speak to his family tell them he was spirited away by sky woman give them peace of mind. The next time I see you will be many years from now and you will be coming with me and sky woman to sky world until it is time to save your people.”

            “Why are you coming Piccolo?”

            “Because I alone understand the new age that will befall the lands. I will teach you of time. Now leave my mountain! I am sick of you mortals polluting my place with your stench and feelings.” Piccolo scooped up his tomahawk and turned giving the brave his back.

            Yamcha stood tall watching the land disappear the only evidence they were there was the built fort. He was waiting for Kakarot to join him on the top deck, he had a job for the Spanish man. He heard the man in question clear his throat signaling he was there.

“That was awfully quick Kakarot.” Yamcha turned and smiled.

            “When the captain calls for me I come quick. How can I he a help captain?”

            “I have some good news for you Spanish. No manual labor for you. Instead of manning the ship I want you to teach the savage the proper language.” Yamcha clapped his hands once with a smile on his face.

            “Yes captain. When should I start?”

            “Immediately Spaniard. I want him to speak common tongue before we arrive back in England.”

            “Where is he being held?”

            “In the captain quarters so I can keep a good eye on him.” Yamcha turned back to the scenery. “You are dismissed Spaniard.”

            “Thank you captain.” Kakarot did not bother to salute turning back and making his way down the hall of the ship towards the captain’s room. He saw his old friend standing off in the corner looking very displeased. He raised a brow and smiled giving him a small wave only to have Krillen show his back to him. Kakarot couldn’t just leave Krillen in such a state needed to find out what his problem was. Taking careful steps closer he placed a hand lightly on his shoulder. “Hola Krillen.”

            Krillen took a breath and released his tension. “Hola Kakarot.”

            “My friend what is bothering you?”

            “That damn savage Yamcha has taken. He should have just killed him no savage deserves any good treatment Kakarot.” Krillen scowled.

            “Ah come on Krillen he isn’t getting special treatment. He is to be punished.”

            “If that is true then why by god is the savage staying in the captain’s lavish room? Why not throw him into the holding cells?”

            “He said it was to keep a closer eye on him.” Kakarot scratched his head as he bumped the wooden floor with his foot.

            “Yeah I bet he wants to keep an eye on him.” Krillen turned giving Kakarot a stern stare. “What is it he wanted you to do?”

            “He wants me to teach him English.”

            “Yes indeed he would. Please tell me how that isn’t special treatment Kakarot. Stays in a lavish room, and to be educated.”

            “Umm Krillen.” Kakarot was cut off short.

            “Spaniard I gave you an order no dilly-dangling. Hop to it!” Yamcha shouted down.

            “Another time Krillen. Perhaps we can do some fishing tomorrow?”

            “That would be nice Kakarot.” Krillen offered a small smile.

            Kakarot waved off satisfied with the small smile Krillen left him. Jumping down several steps he nearly bounced his way to the room serving as Vegeta’s holding cell. He stopped dead in his tracks all his old questions and suspicions came back into his mind. He stood there for several minutes wondering how exactly will he approach the savage. Holding a breath he turned the knob slowly pushing it open.

            He was awed by the room when Krillen said it was lavish he wasn’t lying. Lamps lined the oak desk’s, silk yellow drapes hung down on several walls only showing off small amounts of the logged wood with portraits of the captain dressed in noblemen’s clothing and armor. A large bed craved from the wood below with poles coming up to trap the bed keeping it stationary, and a yellow silk canopy with white sheers making the bed itself look like a dream. He scoffed no doubt the bed it top quality of feathers stuffing it beyond its limits, and pillows were tossed all around the bed. A liquor cabinet with rich brandy bottles locked inside. But the savage was not there. He stepped inside searching for the savage he looked around the bed, even took to looking on the ceiling he walked further into the room and scanned. There was Vegeta taking residence between the space of two dressers huddled into himself his legs bent, elbows on the top, his head held down with his hands still tied in the rope covering his face, shudders wracking his body.

            Kakarot shook his awe away and dived down to the savage placing a hand on his arm. He knew the savage was crying, who wouldn’t under the circumstances? Be taken far from his home to a strange place. He pitied the savage and made soothing noises. Quicker than a blink he was hit across his face falling completely back, and a very angry savage on top of his ready to take another swing with his combined fist. Kakarot realized his first initial belief was wrong the savage was not shuddering from tears, no he was shaking with anger and right now he was a target. Using all his strength he snatched the arms coming down and used Vegeta’s momentum against him. He guided the arms down and wrapped his legs on the small waist and jerked Vegeta to the floor sitting down on his stomach Vegeta’s arms pinned to the floor far above his head. Kakarot gave no room for Vegeta to escape for make another swing.

            Vegeta looked up at the man growling under his breath. If the fool moved his head any closer he was going to use the last option he had his teeth.

            “Relax Vegeta! I mean you no harm.” Kakarot kept a firm grip on his wrist making sure Vegeta stayed down. He waited for the man below to acknowledge his words. “I am not here to fight you Vegeta. I am only here to teach you.”

            Vegeta kept his eyes squared on Kakarot’s he didn’t trust this man and he wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of speaking to him.

            “I will let you go if you promise not to attack.” Kakarot waited and was given a curt nod. He slowly stood and released the wrist’s he held captive. He watched as Vegeta still laid there not moving keeping his eyes to the ceiling.

            Kakarot moved away pulling out a chair and sat himself on it looking down at the savage with a pout. He knew things would not be easy with Vegeta by the body language and refusal to look at him. Kakarot had to get information out of the savage, first and foremost he needed to know if he indeed killed Yajirobe and if so why exactly. “Did you kill the short fat man Yajirobe my teacher?” He waited but the savage didn’t move or spoke. “You are being punished for his death Vegeta because it is said you killed him in cold blood.”

            Vegeta muscles jumped with the accusation he was told. So their leader was telling them fables. He sat up keeping his back to Kakarot looking forward. He wondered what other fables the leader spoke of about him.

            Kakarot waited very patiently for Vegeta to speak but it seems the savage refuse to speak after an hour of silence. “Well I am here to teach you how to speak properly. Let’s start with the first word Killer.” Kakarot kept repeating the word from the savage tongue to English hoping it will strike a nerve in the silent savage. But he saw Vegeta was keeping the resolve of staying mute.

            “Vegeta please speak dammit. Learning this language you will understand everything people say around or directed to you. You will be able to voice out truths! Not lies.” Kakarot stood knocking down the chair in his frustration.

            Vegeta turned his head looking dead at Kakarot. “Who would listen to me? Who would listen to the words of a savage?” Vegeta growled he knew the loving name the men gave him and his people and understood it well. Savages he scoffed at the name looking at Kakarot.

            Kakarot was stumped the first time Vegeta spoke in nearly two hours of silence he honestly couldn’t speak at that moment. Shaking off his shock he was going to speak but was interrupted.

            “Spaniard how did it go? Can he speak now?” Yamcha smiled looking over at Vegeta.

            “Captain it takes much time for someone to learn English and I think today wasn’t the best to start. Vegeta is very upset with leaving and coming to a new place he maybe silent for awhile.” Kakarot explain not happy at all to be rudely interrupted.

            “Well tomorrow then. Tell the savage that I am his owner and he is a slave for his punishments.” Yamcha kept his smile wide even when saying such a fate.

            “His name is Vegeta not savage captain.” Kakarot folded his arms. The fact that Vegeta tilted his head did not go unnoticed by him.

            “Yes Kakarot I know this.” Yamcha frowned. “Tell him Kakarot.”

            Kakarot walked over to Vegeta and knelt down so he could see his face. “Vegeta you know that you are a slave but I want you to know you can trust me. I don’t trust his words I do not believe what he is saying. Next time you need to speak to me and help be better understand what is going on here.”

            “You will one day.” Vegeta whispered.

            “My god that was long. The savage tongue can’t even keep their words short.” Yamcha sighed and looked down at Kakarot. “Leave us Spanish. Till tomorrow. Now go up topside and see if Krillen has something for you to do.”

            “Yes captain.” Kakarot slowly walked out looking back at Vegeta until the door closed. Leaving him in there unsure of what will befall Vegeta.

            Yamcha walked towards the savage taking out a knife from his desk and knelt in front of Vegeta. A smile bloomed when he noticed how uncomfortable the savage was around him. He slid the dagger under the rope and cut it swiftly and placed a hand on Vegeta’s cheek. He smiled more when he heard the savage give him a warning growl not liking the smooth touch of his hand. The savage needed to loosen up and Yamcha knew how to do so.

            A wicked grin graced his features moving over to his cabinet. He wondered how the savage would fair under the influence of alcohol. He looked over his selection wondering what would do the trick. Wine didn’t seem to suite the savages persona he needed something hard, rough, and wild. Brandy wasn’t it either it was more suited for dignified men. Then a he saw the bottle and he knew this was the choice rum. Drank by the scurvy pirates of the sea. He pulled the bottle out and filled a tall thick glass the grin never leaving his face.

I will admit this isn’t the best of chapters I did rush it blah sorry guys. Throw rocks at me later muahahaha. To my reviwers and readers thank you for reading/reviewing with your concerns etc.

   animeslave18 Yay! A longer chapter! :D But I was disappointed when it ended, hehe. I practically read every paragraph and sentence twice to make it longer. >< Oh, no! Vegeta forgot to return to the mountain! :o However it seems like things won't change much. I'm glad something good will come at the end after Vegeta endures through all the misery he's supposed to experience. And Kakarot's already suspicious. O.o Maybe he'll help out the little native sooner than I expected. :D But knowing how you write your stories, it probably won't be that easy. :p I'm glad no one was hurt and Vegeta went with them willingly. ^^ Now i'm eager to know how he'll adjust to the city. O.o Very good job so far. ^^ Always eager for more of your stories. :) Thank you thank you. But you never know what to expect out of my stories muahahaha (referring to the mountain and tomahawk) and right now more devious thoughts come to play muahah.

Zofo What a different story! I like savage Vegeta but worry now how bad Yamcha will be to him. Thank you for your review *bows* yes we all worry about how much punishments Vegeta will take but he is a strong strong man he can do it!

Kitty Falcon Hi, I love the way this story is unfolding. So, now only Kakarot can understand Vegeta? IN-teresting... I can't wait to read what happens next! Yes now only one person can understand him. I like to keep to the truth of history in my fanfics such as how it was done. In the ‘pioneer’ days only one man would serve as a translator for the captain manning the ships. And at times new shipmates would learn from them to secure a purpose in the voyages to the new world. Plus they gain extra pay lol thank you for your review.
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Welcome to the new world filled of savages