Passport to Paradise | By : gokugirl Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3596 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 8
When Kakarotto went down underneath the invisible
onslaught he thought his heart would stop. Aloud he called him names his
long-dead mother would have blushed to hear (before she had him whipped, of
course), but in his mind he begged gods he didn't really believe in to spare his
love. He hoped that Kakarotto had some sort of plan to get out of his current
predicament so he did not move from his spot lest he ruin it. When the barbarian
leader gathered up his unmoving form in his arms, he knew that there was no plan
whatsoever and that he had to save him at whatever the cost. Vegeta ran
top-speed down the slope towards Kakarotto then just as quickly found himself on
his back on the ground staring up at the sky, his brain foggy from his impact
with the invisible brick wall surrounding the two. Of course the man would have
erected some sort of barrier to keep everyone out. Vegeta cursed himself for his
stupidity.
"Are you all right?" Alain asked, helping him to his feet. The glare
on Vegeta's told him that he had asked a very stupid question. As soon as the
prince had regained his balance, he took off for the barrier again, hitting it
as hard as he could with both fists. When that did not work, he drew his sword
and tried to hack it to pieces. The barbarian leader smirked at him all the
while, Kakarotto lying still in his arms as if he were dead. Neither Vegeta nor
Alain could see his chest move.
"And you call us barbarians," he said with a laugh. "Do
not worry, young princeling, you may have your lover back after we're through
with him. He may not still have his mind, but his ass will still be just as
tight as it is right now. We do not fuck Saiya-jin scum." Vegeta growled
like an animal and renewed his attack on the barrier. The man laughed again and
turned away. He walked back towards the camp at a steady pace, but before he got
there, he abruptly vanished into thin air as if he had never existed. With his
departure, the barrier vanished as well and Vegeta fell forward onto the grass
with the force of his swing, his sword flying from his hand to land a few feet
away.
His fingers clutched at the earth. "He's gone," he whispered.
"That stupid kid, what was he thinking? No one sane confronts people who
have just finished burning a city to the ground after decimating its population
by seventy-five percent."
"He wasn't thinking of himself, no," Alain said quietly. "He was
thinking of everyone else. They want something he has and now they'll get it and
leave the rest of us alone."
"Do you honestly think people like that are to be trusted?" Vegeta's
voice was high with hysteria. "They'll probably kill you just for the fun
of it!"
A thin wail sounded behind them, proof that there had been other witnesses to
Kakarotto's sacrifice and Vegeta's thoughtless words.
The younger man grabbed the prince by the shoulders and shook him. "Get a
hold of yourself! You won't be able to rescue him if you're wallowing in
misery!"
"Rescue?" He said it as if he had never heard the word before.
"Yes. I can lead you to the barbarian lands."
Vegeta stared at him in disbelief. "This isn't your fight. Just tell me
where to go and you can stay here with your people."
"My people are dead." He said this quietly and with no hint of the
sorrow he felt deep within his heart. "And the ones responsible just
happened to take your lover with them back to their homeland. I need retribution
and you need a guide. Simple."
"Simple..." Vegeta suddenly began to laugh, shaking his head at
Alain's oversimplification of the crisis. "Alright, Alain. If you want to
tag along and get yourself killed, be my guest."
He held out his hand. "You won't regret it."
"Me? Of course not. But you probably will." They shook on it firmly to
seal the deal.
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