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Forgotten Innocence
Chapter 08: Jealousy
Days
passed since their first mission on Bine. Kakarrot had adjusted to his tail
growing back and had to start re-training the appendage after an accident the
first day. Had he not slammed it in the door, Kakarrot wouldn’t be hanging
upside down in the cargo area by the said appendage as a punishment for
knocking over a few fragile things afterwards. After much unnecessary cursing,
he had been told to hang around until his tail grew used to the gravity of his
body.
‘…and now it’s getting stiff
again…’ Kakarrot
thought silently to himself glancing up towards his tail to relieve the blood
rushing down to his head. He hated the idea of Vegeta punishing him like this
for a mere accident, but the prince had ordered him to stay in here for four
hours and he had one hour to go. Tightening the tail around the post in an
effort to shake out the stiffness in the limber instrument, he leaned forward and
upwards to grab the bar with his hands; his tail soon loosening from the pole
to be shaken out.
The fur
was oily and rigid from the imprint it had to entwine. He hoped that this last
hour went faster than the previous ones. If he did not carry out his punishment,
he was highly certain the prince would double the punishment; making the task an
eight hour stint and one he couldn’t bear to go through without losing
consciousness.
‘I still don’t know why Vegeta’s
hasn’t grown back yet… is he capable of it?’ Kakarrot thought silently to himself before putting
his tail around the bar again to continue his punishment.
-
Planet
Meduin was the next planet they were assigned to. Their mission was fairly
simple: they were to kill an opposing leader that the Meduin-jin had been at
war with for several decades now. The reason they had been sent there was
because of the fact that it would require a strong adversary to take down the
threat. Velns knew that the two Saiya-jin warriors he had would be enough to
stop this matter once and for all.
The
Meduin-jin were lizard-like creatures that had skin that ranged from a light
green to a deep emerald color. Some of them had even blue or tan skin with long
or short noses. Despite their appearances, they seemed to be highly advance in
technology, yet at a stalemate when it came to the war that they were fighting.
At the
palace of the highly ranking Kingdom of Idioi, they met the ruler of the
kingdom named Poriat and Sufine, the king’s consort.
“We need
you to take down Yofus, we had been at war for many decades now and our people
have grown weary of it,” Poriat explained to the Saiya-jin warriors that had
gathered. “He had murdered hundreds of thousands of my people and abducted my
daughter Felicipa. Please stop him and I will grant you a great reward.”
“Rewards
aren’t necessary,” Vegeta snorted. “All I care about is kicking this bastard’s
face in. Let’s go Kakarrot.”
Kakarrot
followed the Saiya-jin Prince despite the beckoning promises of anything they
truly could have, including Felicipa’s hand in marriage. Yet, neither warrior
seemed to care enough about the whole thing. The one thing on their minds was
to finish their second mission and move on to the next planet.
-
In a
dark robust dungeon, a pale green-skinned Meduin-jin sat in the cell sighing
sadly. Her eyes peered outside the cell that she had been trapped in for what
seemed to be like centuries instead of decades. She wore a plain simple white
dress that covered most of her skin.
“Felicipa,
if you marry me, you shall not need to wait in the prison cell…” a hiss came
from the other side of the bars.
“My
father will send someone to save me,” Felicipa said to her captor. It seemed
she held a high faith in her own father for her rescue.
“Just
give up, for I, Yofus, will become the next ruler of Idioi and king of Meduin,”
the dark-skinned male cackled. His face had been scarred, but he seemed sound
of mind and ready to break the stalemate once and for all. The cell door opened
and he stalked closer to the female, prepared to ravage her. “Besides, you will
in time become pregnant with my clutch… soon, you will give birth to a new era…
a new breed of warriors…”
Before
he could make a move on her, the walls quaked and Yofus got up enraged.
“We’re
under attack my lord,” a creature’s voice came from over the radio.
“Show
me!” barked Yofus before a screen appeared. Vegeta flew past the tower blasting
at it as the other troops dove out of the way; some not making it in time.
“Damn it, prepare the troops and return fire!”
-
Kakarrot
had fired at the south tower when some of them began flying towards him, firing
lasers and other projectiles at him. He dodged and batted them away, returning
fire as some fell to his might. Others kept their distance and continued their
assault.
‘This is too easy… what the-?’ Kakarrot looked heavenward when
a shadow fell over him. He saw a giant saucer-like disk with more of the
creatures doing the same thing. Firing a sharp blast, he pierced the disk’s
side; causing the ship to tilt and head towards the walls of the castle where
it crashed. ‘Guess I overdone it a
little… oh well… too late to save them now…’
Kakarrot
flew off to continue the work; ensuring that the job was well done.
-
An
explosion suddenly rocked the wall and Yofus was impaled by one of the weapon’s
guns. Felicipa noticed Vegeta appear and he eyed the female.
“If you
are the princess of Idioi, then come with me. Otherwise, feel free to rot in
here,” Vegeta spoke bitterly.
“Oh,
thank you… how can I ever repay you?” Felicipa requested.
“You
don’t need to…” Vegeta replied. “Now let’s get out of here…”
“Of
course…” Felicipa seemed delighted and clung to the Saiya-jin prince. He rolled
his eyes and began walking out of the dungeon; not caring who actually saw him
with this flirtatious alien.
-
Kakarrot
had cleared a path and taken down the rest of Yofus’ resistance when he saw
Vegeta appear with Felicipa. Something in him disliked this princess clinging
to him and it took everything he had not to growl his disproval. Yet, Vegeta
knew by the change of Kakarrot’s scent thanks to his regenerated tail that the
Saiya-jin disliked this scene the princess was bringing about.
“Are all
of Yofus’ men dead?” Vegeta asked.
“Yes, I
made sure there were no survivors,” Kakarrot answered truthfully. He did not
wish to disobey his prince’s orders and leave any survivors.
“Then
let’s get back to the palace,” Vegeta picked up the princess who screamed when
they took off into the sky. Kakarrot, annoyed by this girl’s attitude, seemed
even more so when her mouth opened and she emitted this horrible sound that
grated his ears and nerves.
‘She doesn’t even deserve to be
carried in Vegeta’s arms… if anything, she could have rotted in the cell for
all I care. I wouldn’t mind being in his arms,’ Kakarrot thoughts suddenly
stopped when he realized what he had just thought. ‘No, no, no Kakarrot… bad Kakarrot! Vegeta doesn’t care about you like
that! Who cares if he did that ‘blow job’ thing a week ago? It doesn’t mean
he’s interested in you! I’m sure he was doing it as a test of loyalty!’
This
always frustrated the warrior thinking that his prince had any feelings towards
him. Deciding emotions besides anger were necessary, he decided that this
‘princess’ was just trying to get into his pants. Flying off after them, he
decided to protect his prince’s assets before the princess decided to take
advantage of him during his flight. After all, he was Vegeta’s bodyguard,
right?
-
“Oh
thank you for bringing back my daughter!” Poriat exclaimed. “Are you sure you
don’t want to have my daughter?”
“Yes,
we’re sure,” Kakarrot interjected; forgetting his place for the moment and
baring his teeth at the king. The guards immediately surrounded the younger
warrior after his initial outburst; however, Vegeta had come to his rescue.
“We
wouldn’t want to take her far from her home,” Vegeta added, his tone softer and
a little briefer. The weapons withdrew and of course, Kakarrot regretted his
actions when he heard his prince speak.
‘What the hell Kakarrot? Why did
you say it like that? If it hadn’t been for Vegeta, I probably would have been
hurt or killed!’
Kakarrot chastised himself for his actions. He knew he had overstepped his
boundaries and would see hell from his prince following this meeting.
“Very
well, we thank you for your services,” Poriat smiled. It was a forced one, but
it worked nonetheless.
-
“Tell me
Kakarrot, what has gotten into you lately?” Vegeta angrily asked the younger
warrior once they had re-boarded the ship. “Do I need to have you disciplined
for common courtesy again?”
“No my
prince,” Kakarrot replied, his head hanging down.
“Say
that looking at me before I assume you’re…” Vegeta noticed Kakarrot’s gaze
immediately fall upon him; however, instead of the disappointment, he saw
something foreign. His gaze held lust, wanton and desire. The very scent from
the younger man’s tail said the same things his eyes had; yet, a shade deeper.
“Go take a shower Kakarrot… a long, cold shower…”
“No…”
And before Vegeta could ask again, Kakarrot’s lips were pressed against his; he
was trapped between the wall and the third-class warrior’s strong and muscular
body. ‘W-what the hell am I doing? I
can’t be… doing this… why am I doing this to my prince? He wouldn’t ever
approve of this!’
The kiss
was aborted almost as soon as it started and Kakarrot stormed out of the room.
Foreign emotions swam through his head and right now, he needed to distance
himself from this man. He didn’t care if this man decided to punish him later
for what he had done to him; whatever it was that he did. How could he have
done this without thinking of the consequences? Could he really live with
himself after forcing himself upon Vegeta like that?
Speaking
of the prince, he had touched his gloved fingers against the lips that had made
contact with the younger Saiya-jin’s moments ago. He wanted to berate the
warrior again; however, the very simple act had confirmed his suspicions of
Kakarrot.
‘Seems you’re trying to deny your
attraction to me Kakarrot…’
Vegeta smugly looked at his retreating form; watching his ass sway along with
his tail. ‘If you think you’re going to
continue denying your heritage, you are surely mistaken.’
-
The cold
water fell upon Kakarrot’s form. He didn’t want to go back to the bridge after
what happened. He felt the blood had rushed to his groin again, causing it to
swell up with a need for release. Yet this time, he knew Vegeta wouldn’t be
there to relieve him of this and the cold water wasn’t helping his condition.
‘I suppose I should take this
into my own hands…’
Kakarrot thought silently before his hands wrapped around the aroused
appendage. ‘Vegeta…’
His mind
thought back to the kiss. Despite the briefness of it, his prince tasted so
exotic; like sharp, tangy spices that were neither too bitter nor too strong to
him. He wished that he could have tasted more of the older warrior; however, he
had for the second time that day overstepped his boundaries and probably
alienated himself from the one that took care of him ever since the day he
awakened to his memories being erased.
Up to
this point, he had no idea that he wasn’t a killer. He had grown up differently
from the one that had attempted to train him in the art of combat, the one that
taught him to kill in order to survive. Yet, why is it then his body ached to
understand him better? To show him that there was far more to life than just
killing for sport and for survival?
‘Vegeta…’ Kakarrot rubbed the arousal, the
soft moans escaping his chest while he leaned against the cold wall. His eyes
were closed as his breathing became labored. He wanted to imagine that instead
of his hands, he was buried inside of his prince; just like the dream he had
what felt like years ago.
‘Kakarrot… fuck me…’ Oh gods, Vegeta’s voice almost
seemed real; laden with such wanton it brought a louder moan from the warrior’s
lips. His back arched as he continued this one-sided daydream; wishing with all
of his being that it was real instead of faked due to his own selfish wishes.
‘I want… I need…’ Kakarrot thought these words in
a mantra silently to himself before he suddenly felt his body grow rigid; the
same sensation leaving his arousal before his knees gave out. His back slid
against the white tiled wall while the actions of his labor washed down the
drain. He was still breathing heavily before his head tilted back, his eyes
opening.
‘It’s not fair… why can’t I have
him? Why can’t I have Vegeta?’
Kakarrot felt a heavy weight in his heart. His tail wrapped around his ankles
almost in a comforting position. ‘Maybe
it’s because he’s my prince. He wouldn’t want anything to do with me…’
-
Outside
of the bathroom, Vegeta had thought to barge in, to ask for an explanation of
the kiss despite the other warrior’s state of dress. When he heard the moans
though, he realized that the third class warrior’s behavior was just. Despite
his removed memories, Kakarrot had feelings for his prince that he could not
deny.
‘…if he really wants me, then he
will have to prove it… not only in his actions, but his words…’ Vegeta had decided to leave him
alone for the time being. It would only cause more conflict between the two if
he forced himself into the bathroom.
To Be Continued…
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