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Finding Destiny	By : NLDCat Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part Eight: Finding An Ally (Tora's POV)

We get out of the tavern only a few brief moments before the guards show up. "Nioni really is afraid of what you are doing, I see," Turles comments as we sneak back to where his ship is docked.

"I told you. This guy is problematic apparently."

"Jerich has always been that way...even when he was younger. Problem with this bastard is...he's charming and charismatic when he wants to be."

"Yeah, and before you know it, you realize you just sold your soul to the devil."

"Something like that."

"So Bardock's why you don't like him, huh?"

"Do I need a better reason for it than that?"

"No, I just...you never told me you had a brother."

Turles snorts. "I try not to be that familiar with people. It tends to keep them from being tortured for information about me."

"Right," I drawl, "I forgot that you were a disturber of the piece, a ruffian, and a cut-throat. You're the kind of person that parents threaten their children with becoming if they don't obey."

Turles laughs. "Stop being a brat, Tora."

"Then don't tell me things I already know, Turles."

The pirate snorts. "I pity my brother having to deal with you."

"You pity...Hey, I never said I wanted a relationship with him!" I protest.

That makes Turles stop forcing me to do the same. He slowly turns around to face me. "Say that again," he tells me.

"I NEVER said I wanted a relationship with him!"

"Say that MEETING my gaze, Tora."

"I...Oh dammit, Turles!"

Turles chuckles. "I see that someone has it bad for my little brother."

"I wish I never met him," I mutter.

"I am sure you do...but you DID so...that's why we're here," Turles says as we take off again.

"When this is taken care of...it's the LAST that Quarter is going to see of me."

Turles stays silent about this until we're in the safety of his ship and off of Vegeta-sei. "That's...going to be hard to do, you realize."

"What do you mean?"

"You can't get rid of someone like Jerich...without replacing him."

I go very still. "What...are you talking about?"

Turles chuckles. "You didn't think this through...did you, Tora? If you take out Jerich like you want...YOU are going to have to replace him. It's the only way to keep things from falling apart in your Quarter. Someone HAS to be in charge."

"Why would it have to be ME?"

"Because anyone else would just make you have to do this all over and you know it...unless YOU can think of someone who is as moraled as you are...as strong as you are...who can be cruel when necessary. Do YOU know anyone who fits those qualifications who IS NOT YOU?"

"No," I admit.

"Ergo..." Turles starts.

"Ergo...I just set myself up for a damn MESS," I sigh.

"You got it. Nicely done, Tora."

"If nothing is done...that Quarter is going to fall to ruin...and if I do something about it...I'm complicating my life..."

"THIS is why I don't often do the RIGHT thing," Turles points out.

I decide that going in emotional circles with Turles wasn't going to help and switch to a different topic. "Where is Paragus these days?"

"Strangely enough? He stays close to home."

"That's intelligent," I mutter.

"Well, they stopped looking for him awhile ago."

"If our king thinks he's such a threat...I don't understand that."

"Well, it helps that Paragus doesn't draw unnecessary attention to himself. He's been primarily focused on training Broly. The boy's got powers like you wouldn't believe...and needs all the emotional anchoring that he can get."

"I kind of figured that was the case," I commented, "It's nice to know that he's got his priorities straight."

"I am not sure it's that his priorities are straight...because you know EXACTLY what he's grooming his son for don't you?"

"To kill Vegeta. I know."

"Then don't be too relieved."

"I have too much too worry about to want to argue Paragus's parenting methods," I tell him staring down at the infant I carried, "I need to get Raditz back with his mother...pronto."

"You really ARE smitten with him."

"No, I am just NOT a good parent-figure."

Turles gives me a look. "You...not a parent? Puh-lease, Tora. You're already better than MOST elites; you took in a child that isn't even YOURS...and you're protective of him. I hate to be the bearer of bad news..."

"Then DON'T," I interrupt him NOT wanting to hear the rest of what he had to say. It makes him laugh softly.

"You elites sure like to continue your own denial...dontcha?"

"You would know...you nearly ARE one," I retort.

Turles waves me off. "I doubt anyone likes remembering that I am a Saiyan."

"Well...gee...I wonder why?" I comment sarcastically.

"Hey, I've ever and only stolen from OTHER planets. I have YET to steal from Vegeta-sei! What more could he ask for?"

"Maybe the fact that you are unrepentant...and you don't pledge your loyalty has something to with it."

Turles snorts. "I don't like the way he does things...so it's not going to happen."

"Newsflash, I think we all have issues with our king...but it's a known fact that I doubt ANYONE agrees a hundred percent with another."

"I know...but I enjoy pillaging and generally making a nuisance of myself. I leave the bowing, scraping, and taking care of others to my twin. Bardock is good at that. He'd make the perfect wife."

"You shouldn't be so cruel to him."

"On the contrary, I am the ONLY one allowed to be cruel to him. I'm his OLDER brother."

"Thank god, I was an only child."

Turles laughs at me, "I am sure that you are glad of that."

"I wouldn't be able to deal with someone else like me."

"Neither would the rest of us, funny that."

"Shut up, Turles."

"You're so much fun to rile up...but alas, we've arrived so I will behave myself."

"Thank you."

"Uh huh."

I had to admit that it was fun to be with Turles for small amounts of time before he got too obnoxious. I was glad to get off the ship because he was talking WAY too much about his brother and I didn't really want to think about male too closely. Turles leads me to a secluded building on a planet that was mostly forested. I walked to the door and knocked before waiting to see who, if anyone, would respond. A tense minute passes before I hear, "Who's there?"

"Hello, Paragus," I say quietly.

The door is opened quickly. "Tora? What brings YOU here?"

"I need to talk to you...about a problem on Vegeta-sei," I tell him.

"Something is that dire?"

"It's about Jerich."

The male snorts. "Too big for his britches is he?"

"Something like that."

"Since you're here...I can only surmise that you want him dead."

"Dead is good. Dead means that he can't wreak havok on the Quarter he's in charge of."

"Who's the little one?"

"Raditz."

"Yours?"

"He wishes," Turles interrupts, "THIS is Bardock's son."

"Your brother, Bardock?"

"The very same. Tora apparently met him...and now wants to rid the world of evil."

"Got smitten with him...did you?" Paragus asks me.

"I am NOT smitten!" I deny heatedly.

Turles snickers. "He's so hot for my brother...it's kind of funny."

"I am...Turles, go wait in the ship."

"Tora," he protests.

"Unless you SHUT UP, you are GOING back to your ship."

"Ruin ALL my fun."

"Father...what's going on?" a small voice asks. As I watch, a dark touseled haired boy appears in sight.

"Broly, come here and meet Tora," Paragus entreats him.

The boy steps to his side and looks at me. "Him?" he asks.

"Yes, this is Tora...he saved our lives."

"A pleasure to meet you, Broly," I tell him.

He gazes at me warily a moment before saying softly, "Hello...and thank you."

"Not a problem kiddo," I reply. For such a strong child, he was kind of...cute in a way. As I watch, he notes Raditz. I could see the curiosity and slowly kneel down. "This is Raditz," I tell him softly. I am amused to watch him come over to see the child.

"He's...so little...and cute," he says.

"He is," I tell him, "Would you like to hold him?"

"C-can I?"

Slowly, I gently place Raditz in his arms instructing him how to hold him. Watching his eyes light up as he looks down at Raditz makes me smile. Really, he was adorable. How our king could demand this boy's life only because he was powerful disturbed me something fierce...which is why I had gotten Paragus off the planet with him. While I didn't particularly care for Paragus...I refused to have his son condemned for something that had never been his choice in the first place. "He's growing stronger every day," Paragus says proudly, "and he's holding his own very well, too."

"I am glad that he's doing so well," I tell him, "So...you'll help me?"

"I owe you a debt for us both, Tora."

"That doesn't necessarily mean that you will."

Paragus chuckles. "Yes, Tora, I will help you with this. I just wonder if you really understand what you are doing."

"I don't think it matters," I mutter.

"No?"

"Regardless of the fact that this is going to bite me on the ass royally...I can't help myself."

"You really ARE hard up for this male."

"I am..." I sigh, "Look, I don't CARE why I am doing this; I just AM!"

Paragus looks at Turles. "He's got it bad."

"Oh yeah," Turles agrees.

I really had to be insane to be doing this I realized as I swallow the urge to just smack BOTH males upside the head. There was no other reason as to why I was being this much of an idiot. At least there was no other reason that I was willing to ADMIT to. Again, denial was an Elite's friend. Regardless of how obvious it was.
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