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Forgotten Innocence
Chapter 07: Feelings
Vegeta
cursed his luck. Despite his curiosity, they were now both late; Kakarrot
lagging behind him lost in his own thoughts. They were thankfully dressed and
heading towards Velns’ chambers. They were both wearing the armor that WOVA was
more associated with versus the one the Cold Empire wore. The armor was a
crimson color with golden edging and calligraphic symbols adorned in their
chest plates. The shoulder pads had the same design and were rounded off at
their shoulders. The gloves and boots held the same color scheme and seemed
much studier and well adorned. Black spandex filled the gaps between their arms
and legs completing the look.
Despite
the regulations, Vegeta’s mind was pre-occupied, his lips twitching slightly.
‘Sweet…’
Vegeta
rubbed his tongue against the roof of his mouth; contemplating on the taste of
the younger Saiya-jin’s seed that he had tasted minutes ago. Unlike other
Saiya-jins whose diets were mostly meat, Kakarrot had taken a kin to eating
fruits and vegetables; hence the erotic taste.
‘Sweet…’
The
prince had sampled Nappa and Radditz’s seed while they were still alive, but
the reason the prince had not sampled Kakarrot’s sooner because of his loyalty
to Earth before the accident. He opted to wait to see if it was true that his
memories were a past he could not return to before daring to acquire a taste.
It was much easier than having to practically molest the sleeping warrior before
the accident to see how his body reacted; which was poorer and slower than most
Saiya-jin tend to respond to oral sex.
‘Sweet…’
The word
echoed again as Vegeta glanced at the younger warrior. When he realized that he
had not made his release rather easily, he knew that Kakarrot was horribly
uneasy about the situation; let alone probably not willing to back away. Had he
not been trained to harm the prince, he would have been knocked out; something
most Saiya-jin tend to do in self-defense if touched the wrong way. Yet, he did
not protest from this erotic display or even voiced a complaint afterwards;
leaving an impression that he either hated it or was too embarrassed to discuss
what happened afterwards.
‘Sweet…’
Or it
could be the fact that Kakarrot was too committed to his life back on Earth;
the one he abandoned in order to follow his prince into space. Sad to say, he
had no actual concrete evidence if the younger Saiya-jin remembered any of his
life; let alone wanted to discuss such matters after he ordered him to not remember.
If he did, then he would be the Kakarrot of old; the one that would smile
goofily and never leave his harpy of a mate and excuse of a half-breed son
behind.
‘Sweet…’
The two
rounded the corner, drawing ever closer to Velns’ chambers. Whatever the reason
of Kakarrot’s quietness, it would have to wait until after they were assigned
their first mission; their first time working together since Namek.
‘Kakarrot is my main prospect… I
will ensure that he is mine and mine alone,’ Vegeta mentally vowed to himself. ‘I will make sure he never ever becomes the
idiot I cannot stand… he is dead to me and this Kakarrot is the one I will
ensure follows my every word to the day his life comes to an end at my hand.’
-
Velns
waited upon his throne for the newly recruited Saiya-jins to arrive when a
cloaked figure appeared.
“Have
you ensured the preparations of their first mission?” the figure asked.
“Of
course,” Velns smirked. “I am a man of my word.”
“Excellent…
we will be waiting for results…” the figure vanished as fast as he appeared.
Moments
later, Vegeta walked in followed quickly by Kakarrot.
“I take
it you two found the armor to your liking,” Velns spoke coolly.
“It will
do,” Vegeta didn’t care about armor as long as it protected them.
“Take
these,” Velns tossed two watches to them. “Those are your communicators that
will relay to your positions and give you updated information and vital signs
of you and your teammate. They also function as communicators in case you need
back up. Both of them will update you on any additional missions if you finish
one early.”
“Right…”
Vegeta handed one to Kakarrot who followed putting the device on his wrist.
Both of them knew that they wouldn’t need to locate each other, but would need
to communicate if something were to happen to one or both of them.
“Good
luck and may the gods shine their fortune on you,” Velns stood up and put his
fist on his chest over his heart. Kakarrot and Vegeta followed suit before they
turned and left.
-
“Vegeta,
what happened back there in the room anyway?” Kakarrot asked when they were on
the ship. A little bit amused that the warrior finally decided to speak, Vegeta
decided to humor the younger warrior.
“If you
have to ask, you had morning wood,” Vegeta replied, almost mockingly. “I
suppose you had a wet dream about someone…”
“Wet
dream?” Kakarrot blinked at the words.
“You
know, one of those hot steamy dreams where you were screwing around with some
random whore…” Vegeta rolled his eyes. If Kakarrot had no idea what the birds
and bees were, he was seriously going to have to learn about fucking after
their first mission.
“But my
dream wasn’t like that…” Kakarrot was afraid to admit the truth. What he
dreamed of was him and his prince in that embrace, that erotic state they were
in, that closeness…
“Well,
forget it, we have a mission to do, so we better get started if we’re going to
gain Velns’ trust,” Vegeta ordered; brushing it off almost though it never
happened.
“R-right…”
Kakarrot hated the idea that unlike the dream, he had to put up with his
prince’s cold and cocky attitude.
-
Planet
Bune was one of the more hostile planets in the WOVA Empire. For years, the Bine-jin
on the planet was dealing with an alien parasite called the Caym-jin. It was
their first assignment to take out these creatures that had attempted to wipe
out the population. As their ship landed upon the planet’s surface, Kakarrot
felt uneasy about this purging assignment.
“Just
kill the fuckers,” Vegeta gave the only order before flying out of the ship.
Kakarrot, left alone, followed suit as he took to the heavens.
Suddenly,
Kakarrot had to avoid a blast and noticed a pale blue creature with void eyes
staring back at him with a mute expression on its face. Its arms were elongated
and despite their pudgy bodies, they could easily make up for it with their
power. Kakarrot was forced to return fire at the monsters that attempted to
throw him out of the sky.
-
Elsewhere,
Vegeta flew onto a village and noticed the Bine-jin fighting against the
invading species. Their soft pink skin seemed to nearly blend in with the
ground’s color; almost keeping them safe. Yet, the Caym-jin easily sniffed out
their prey and snatched one of them off the ground before eating it whole.
Vegeta lunged forward, determined to stop this cycle and get this mission over
with.
‘So, I’m here to stop a
wide-spread issue of anthropophagy…’
Vegeta thought while firing blasts at the creatures. The Caym-jin backed off as
the irritated Saiya-jin prince moved in.
-
Hours later,
Kakarrot finally landed upon the surface of the planet now free of any Caym-jin
and sighed in relief. He noticed a small Bine-jin child walking up to him that
was only up to his knee that held a small fern-like plant with an alien-looking
flower. The fern was a bluish green and the flower itself was a reddish color.
It chirped at him, almost beckoning him to take it.
Kakarrot
knelt down and gently ruffled the soft lilac hair of the girl before accepting
it. The other Bine-jin seemed to cheer in their own language, chirping and
making a joyful noise around him that he couldn’t understand, but knew that
they were saying their thanks to him. A beeping noise was heard suddenly and he
tapped the watch.
“Kakarrot
here,” the younger warrior replied.
“Our
mission here is over, we are to leave the planet immediately and head off to
the next one.” Vegeta’s voice spoke with high authority before the
communications were cut off. Kakarrot sighed sadly as the child chirped again.
“Sorry, but
my place is by my prince’s side…” Kakarrot stood back on his feet; knowing full
well that he couldn’t stay in one place for long without Vegeta getting antsy
as hell. One of the rules the prince had drilled in his head was ‘don’t get attached to anyone’ and he
had no choice but to obey his prince’s orders.
Putting
the small plant inside the left chest plate of his armor, he took off towards
Vegeta’s signal; ascending once more into the heavens. Looking down at the
planet, he wondered why his eyes had water leaking out of them and a heavy
feeling of regret seeming to fill his chest. Trying to think of his prince, he
flew on back to his side; knowing that he couldn’t stay and had to leave.
The ship
seemed foreboding as he drew closer to it. He soon landed and wiped away what
tears spilled onto his cheeks during his flight. Looking up, he noticed Vegeta
standing there.
“Kakarrot,
we were given another assignment,” Vegeta began. “We mustn’t waste anymore
time.”
“Right
Vegeta,” Kakarrot passed the prince and walked onto the ship. The only thing he
could be sure of right now is that he had a mission to do. Feelings didn’t
matter. ‘Not like they ever will…’
-
Lying
upon the bed, Kakarrot ignored the stars racing outside the window and held the
alien flower in the palm of his hand. The sweet scent seemed totally alien as
it made him purr softly from the erotic scent.
Suddenly,
pain laced his backside as he winced; unsure of what was transpiring. The hand
that held the flower quickly crushed it as a pain-filled moan escaped his lips.
Forced to curl up in a fetal position, the pain grew stronger; almost though
something was threatening to tear out of his body. The last thing he remembered
before he lost consciousness was opening his hand sadly and seeing the destroyed
and withered flower’s petals falling.
-
Lips were pressed against his own
as he felt his hands intertwined with his prince’s own soft and dexterous hands.
He was on top of his prince as the elder warrior moaned softly beneath him. He
felt the same need he did earlier and it was confusing.
“Kakarrot…” Vegeta moaned his
name with a foreign emotion; an emotion that Kakarrot wasn’t able to put a name
to. “Fuck me…”
“Vegeta…” Kakarrot spoke softly.
“I don’t know how…”
“Just fuck me…” Vegeta seemed to
ignore Kakarrot’s uncertainty before he suddenly felt heat encompass his
erection. Startled, Kakarrot realized that he was inside of his prince as he moaned; his back arching and his chest
touching his. “Move. Fuck me…”
“As… as you wish my prince…”
Kakarrot muttered. Yet, he couldn’t find his strength to move. He was afraid of
shattering the trust, the vows he made with his prince. Even worse, he was
afraid of shattering his prince’s pride. What if he accidentally transformed
while he was inside of him like this? Would he scream in agony and pain or
pleasure and bliss?
Before Vegeta could say it again,
pain suddenly tore at his back as he whined. It was familiar, yet completely
foreign. He wanted to escape it, to feel the pleasure over the pain, but the
pain won full out and he cried out. Vegeta’s mouth was moving, but nothing was
coming out. This was a nightmare, a horrible, tantalizing nightmare that he was
forced to live.
“NO!”
Kakarrot
suddenly woke to the smell of rich coppery blood and he looked around for the
source of it before noticing the wet stickiness coming from behind him.
Turning, he noticed a long thick object on the bed covered in blood lying
limply. Unsure of what it was, he was prepared to pick it up with the already
bloody sheets and throw it away. The moment he touched it though, his eyes
widened when he felt it respond to
his touch and felt it move in his
hand.
‘Is this my tail?’ Kakarrot thought silently to
himself as he ran the sheet over the bloodied tail gently. The blood was thick
and nearly dried on there, but he was able to get some of it off. ‘I suppose I will have to wash it off…’
-
Vegeta
growled. Kakarrot was taking his sweet ass time waking up. He went into the
room to yell at him when he noticed the blood on the sheets. A sense of dread
filled the pit of his stomach and he thought that the younger warrior was
reduced to harming himself when Kakarrot came out of the bathroom, his tail
fully outstretched behind him. He was relieved to say the least.
“Get
your shit on and let’s go,” Vegeta growled, deciding not to reveal the relief
in his voice. ‘To think I felt worried
that he would be harming himself… At least now I have a much better game in
store for him… one that will test his patience…’
Kakarrot
stared at the prince’s retreating form and got dressed. It seemed Vegeta didn’t
give a care if Kakarrot had his tail back or not.
‘Yet I am curious about him
touching it…’
Kakarrot’s hands gently grasped the tail and he closed his eyes. A soft moan
escaped his throat and he would have given into a daydream had the watch not
beeped. Sighing, he went and dressed; preparing for another long day of work.
-
“Status
report,” Velns’ voice spoke.
“It
seems the drug to replace the younger Saiya-jin’s tail was successful,” the
figure spoke.
“Excellent,
I will ensure that they remain monitored for your doctor’s research…” Velns
cryptically replied.
“It’s
good that we are partnered,” the figure spoke.
“And
it’s good that they are unaware of their enslavement…” Velns smirked. “I look
forward on working with you more in the future Reiux.”
“Of
course Lord Velns,” Reiux bowed loyally before leaving. ‘Soon, the Saiya-jin known as Kakarrot will ensure our plans to
resurrect the race are a reality…’
To Be Continued…
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