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To Win a Royal Heart	By : kaze Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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To Win a Royal Heart

Chapter 1

Goku felt, rather than heard
the low growl that rumbled through his chest as he watched his long-time rival
and friend tossed to the side like a rag doll. Vegeta�s body flew through the
air and landed on the battle-scarred earth with a dull thud, his body
shuddering visibly at the impact.

�Vegeta!� Goku screamed, the
air around him flickering with charged particles as his power once again
skyrocketed. The monstrosity in front of him gave a low gurgle, what Goku
imagined was supposed to be a vulgar laugh. Still sensing Vegeta�s ki, though
terribly weak, Goku continued the battle with the disgusting violet-hued giant
who had invaded Earth just days before. It had been three long days, and Goku
was nearly spent.

�Why don�t you just give up,
Saiyan?� The monster croaked, flashing its sharp, yellowed fangs in something
between a grimace and a snarl. Muscles rippled as the beast lumbered over to
the fallen Vegeta, nudging him sharply with its booted foot. �Your little
friend sure didn�t last long�pity�he had such a big mouth, I was beginning to
believe his claims.� The booted foot drew back before smashing into Vegeta�s
ribcage, which was already cracked and broken. �Too bad he wasn�t half the
warrior he claimed to be.� The monster said with a smirk.

With another angry growl,
Goku stepped forward before disappearing and reappearing behind the beast.
�Vegeta is the best warrior I�ve ever known, don�t belittle him in any way!� He
raged, bringing his clasped hands down hard on the back of the alien�s neck.
His power surged, and the force of impact sent the monster face-first into the
earth a few feet � Goku was quickly losing control.

Dozens of feet away, Gohan
lifted his head to see his father attacking with fast powerful moves, the eyes
that were usually clear and lighthearted were now hazed and reflected the
bloodshed he was in the midst of creating. The young man shook his head,
crawling over to Trunks to check his injuries, and then to Vegeta, who had just
awakened and was watching the fight, pain evident in his eyes. Vegeta glanced
his way, then waved one hand as if to shoo the half-saiyan away.

"Kakarotto's other brat
was sent crashing through those mountains over there.." he said, pointing
with a gloved finger. "You best go check on him."� Vegeta said softly, cringing before holding
his ribs.

Gohan blinked, then
painfully flew to go check on his younger brother.

Meanwhile, the fight raged
on.

Due to Goku�s sudden renewal
of strength, the alien was now horribly outmatched, and was enraged because of
it. Goku sent a spin kick into it�s face, watching with satisfaction as it�s
nose and mouth erupted into a fountain of sticky green blood; a spin sent back
the other direction sent his right fist into the beings stomach repeatedly,
until the monster slowly sunk to the ground. He narrowly dodged a ki blast,
then another; eyes narrowed over Goku�s shoulder as the alien spotted Vegeta
trying to stand a few yards away.

With a� roar of rage, it raised it�s hand towards
the injured saiyan prince, it�s digits beginning to glow with an eerie yellow
light.

�Vegeta!� Goku warned,
knowing the older man couldn�t get out of the way in time, as injured as he
was. Goku blinked out, then reappeared high in the sky, his hands in position.
�Ka�me�ha�me�haaaaaa!� he shouted, his arms thrust in front of him as the large
ball of energy hurtled towards the monster at surprising speed. The monster had
enough time to catch the sneer of triumph the saiyan prince flashed and turn
fearful eyes upwards at the blast as it erupted around him, tearing his being
to pieces.

As the smoke cleared, Goku
heard his sons� voices below and began to float towards the ground, a soft tap
sounding as he landed softly. The first voice he heard was Goten�s.

�Hey, what�s that box
there?� His youngest son asked no one in particular. Vegeta didn�t look
interested and Trunks was still out cold. Gohan squinted into the smoke and
shrugged his shoulders slightly.

�I don�t know, bro�I can�t
see anything.� Gohan replied, glancing towards his father as the older saiyan
landed a short distance away. �You okay, Dad?� he called out, smiling as he
acknowledged the faint nod from his father. However, Goku was also staring into
the smoky area with interest, his head cocked to the side and his dark eyes
narrowed questioningly.

Goku stepped over to the
area where the beast had been, his eyes falling upon a small golden box that
sat upon the ground. It was a tiny box, about a quarter of the size of Goku's
palm. An eyebrow lifted as he bent and examined it, determining that it wasn't
harmful in any obvious way. His hand shot out and snatched it up, peering at it
closer.

"Be careful, dad, you
don't know what it is!" Goten exclaimed, stepping forward. Gohan nodded in
agreement, but stayed silent, his own eyes appraising the small box.

"I am being careful,
son. I don't think it's harmful though..." He said, lifting its small lid.
A tingling sensation ran through Goku's body and he looked up, surprised at the
sudden foreboding of danger he felt. �"Boys....go! Now!" He yelled, his eyes widening. Gohan
stumbled backwards, but Goten froze, his own eyes wide with panic.
"Goten!! Go! N--" The rest of his sentence was silenced as a light
flashed from the box, enveloping both of them.

�Dad! Goten!� Gohan screamed
as he dashed forward. He cursed as he was abruptly yanked backwards by a strong
arm wrapped around his own. Vegeta hissed as pain jolted through his body at
the jerking motion his body endured trying to stop the slightly larger
half-saiyan, his broken ribs grinding painfully against one another in the
process.

�Idiot! Don�t go near it!�
He growled, staring at the spot that the father and son had been standing. The
small golden box lay on it�s side, it�s lid closed, and Goku and Goten were
nowhere to be seen.

�No�.Dad�� Gohan whispered
softly, yanking his arm from Vegeta�s strong grasp. He knelt, lifting the small
box. �What�where?� He began, his eyes lifting to look into Vegeta�s. Vegeta
shook his head silently, his eyes filled with pain and another emotion that
made Gohan start with surprise. Sympathy.

Goku awoke with a jolt, his
body sore and tingling. He couldn�t remember why he might have been sleeping,
and couldn�t recall anything that had happened recently. He groaned, wondering
if he�d gotten another beating from Vegeta and was sporting yet another
concussion. His mind was extremely foggy as he stared into the grass and mud
beneath him, his nose twitching and his eyebrows drawing together
questioningly.� Something smelled off.
He couldn�t remember the scent of this place, like he�d never been there
before.

A noise a few feet from him
had him up on his knees in seconds, his heart jumping and his adrenaline
surging with cautious instinct. A soft groan escaped his dry, cracked lips as
his head swam, a bout of vertigo overtaking him. As his eyes continued to
seemingly swim in circles on their own accord, a voice sounded off to his
right.

�Dad?� The voice asked
weakly; Goku squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head slightly before opening
them again, his vertigo tapering off into a slight woozy feeling. His eyes
wandered over to the limp form of his youngest son and his head almost
immediately cleared.

�Goten�are�are you alright,
son?� He asked, edging his way over to Goten. Goten groaned as he tried to push
himself up.

�I feel like shit.� Goten
replied, one hand holding tightly to the side of his skull.

Goku snorted softly,
immediately reminding himself of Vegeta. �Yeah, me too. What happened, do you
remember?� He asked, dragging his fingers through his spiky, mud caked hair.

�The box, Dad�the light��
Goten answered, lifting his head and meeting his father�s gaze. Goku�s eyes
widened at the memory.

After a few seconds of
shock, the tall saiyan glanced around their surroundings curiously. �But�where
are we?� They certainly weren�t in the desert where they had been fighting the
power-hungry alien; and Vegeta, Gohan and Trunks�what had happened to them?
Were they okay? By Goten�s slightly fearful gaze, he knew his son was wondering
the same things. �Well, lets wander around and see what we can find.� He said,
standing. Almost immediately, he felt heavier, as if the air was denser�or like
gravity was pressing down upon him more than usual. He frowned as he watched
Goten stand with some difficulty, then turned wordlessly and began walking.
Goku froze suddenly as his eyes lifted skywards, his eyes widening, tail
stopping it�s playful swaying to bristle rigidly.

�Dad, what�s wr-� Goten
began, a gasp escaping his throat. The sky above them was red, nearly the color
of blood.� �Kami-sama! Dad, what�s wrong
with the sky?�

Goku stared upward, his
brows drawn together. �Goten�I�m afraid we aren�t�on Earth anymore.� He said
softly. As if to verify this, a sudden gruff voice called out to them.

�You there! Stop where you
are!� The voice belonged to a tall man that was just stepping out from a small
crop of strange looking trees. The man approached, his muscled bulging around
his armor with each move. �Why aren�t you suited up?� He demanded, a gloved finger
pointing at them accusingly.

�bah�gah�um�� Goku
stuttered, then flashed the man a goofy smile. �We don�t have uniforms!�

Goten studied the man and
his strange attire then leaned over to his father and whispered. �Uh..dad?
Isn�t�.isn�t that saiyan armor? Like Vegeta�s?� He asked, watching as the
recognition flashed in his father�s eyes. Goku�s eyes shot skyward again,
peering into the red sky, then back to the man.

�Oh boy�� He sighed, rubbing
the back of his neck. �Lower you Ki some and play the part, Goten. Don�t ask
questions.� He muttered softly.

The man snorted, stepping
closer to Goku. �No uniform? Everyone on the base should have armor; Surely you
aren�t a peasant?� the man snorted again, his eyes raking over both men�s
physique. �Come with me, I�ll get both of you suited up and into quarters
before you�re both hung for being out past curfew.� Why have you not joined the saiyan army until now�you a farming
family or something?� he asked as he began to walk away, motioning for them to
follow.

Goku wasn�t a liar, and had
never been one�but now wasn�t the time for honesty. �Uh�yes! Yes, I am a
farmer, and this is my son. We thought�it was�about time we joined, since we
are relatively good fighters�� His eyes slid sideways as his sentence was ended
by a strangled cough from Goten. They rounded a corner and at last emerged from
the brush, only to be faced with a large expanse of beaten down dirt, a perfect
area for sparring, Goku thought idly, before his eyes settled a few miles
across the expanse, on the large dark looming fortress.

�Well, come on.� The man
said simply, his short dark spikes swaying only slightly in the crisp breeze as
he burst into the air, flying quickly towards the fortress. Goku eyed his son,
silently confirming that Goten understood the need for as much silence and
caution as possible. Goten nodded, and both blasted off into the sky after the
large saiyan. The fortress was large and foreboding; yet slightly primitive
looking with it�s rough rock outer walls and its basic square structure. On the
top of the fortress stood many tall spires, very simple and domed, with doors
that led onto small rail-less balconies.�
Goku assumed these were lookouts. As they flew above it, father and son spotted
many small round pods, known to them as being saiyan spacecraft, along with a
dozen or more round indentations about the same size.

�for landing the pods, I
bet..� Goku thought to himself as
his eyes wandered over the expansive roof. The saiyan warrior before them began
to descend to the ground outside of the fortress, Goku and Goten following
behind slowly. After landing, they both glanced around briefly before the man
motioned for them to once again follow him.

He led them up a wide steep
set of steps to the front of the fortress; Goku couldn�t help but stare at all
the saiyans that surrounded him, walking, talking, arguing�daily life for them.
He had never been around so many of his own kind before. He looked around in
wide-eyed wonder as they entered the large entryway, leading into a spacious
court filled with hundreds strong male warriors, only a few females to be seen
amongst them, all of them dressed in the same familiar armor. They were swiftly
pulled out of the court and down a long hallway, until finally, they stopped
before a set of double doors. One guard stood rigid outside of them, but he
simply gave the man with them a nod before opening the doors wide, letting them
pass into the bright room. One man sat behind a metal desk, his eyes moving
over a computer screen on his right. A wall of lockers ran the full length of
the wall on the left, and the right was dominated by a section of chairs, in
what looked like a waiting area. The man glanced up from his computer, then did
a double take.

�Dreggen, what�s this?� the
man asked, his dark emotionless eyes drifting from Goten to Goku and back
again.

�Sir�I found these two
outside of the battle field. They claim they are farmers who wish to join
combat. They are father and son.� He added, stepping aside so the man could get
a better look at them. The man stood, his eyes showing no interest whatsoever.
His hand reached down for something, and a device was slipped over the man�s
eye, it�s button pressed. The man looked up at Goku, a haze of lights flashing
softly against the lens as the device read Goku�s power level. The man blinked
in surprise, then pressed the button again, coming up with the same number.

�Hn.� The man said, turning
to Goten and repeating the process. After he was finished, the lens was removed
and he stepped around the desk to stand before Goku. �You have the power
reading of a first class, young man. How is it you�ve escaped the ranks so
far?� He asked quietly. �Farmer or no, this kind of reading does not go
unnoticed.�

Goku blinked, not knowing
what to say. He had suppressed his ki drastically, without making it so low
that it was obvious he was suppressing. He shrugged his shoulder lightly, his
face blank. �I don�t know, sir�no one has ever said anything to me before about
it. My son and I have worked hard training the past few years, though.� He
said, glancing to Goten, who looked like he was about to throw up.

The man stared at Goku for a
brief second, then nodded slowly, not completely accepting the reply. His dark
eyes studied Goku�s face, a deep frown crossing his features. �You aren�t
related to Bardock, are you? You look quite a bit like him, wouldn�t you say,
Dreggen?� The man asked, pointing a finger in Goku�s face.� �What is your name?�

�ah�no�well, I don�t know,
sir. My name is�Goku.� He answered.� �And
this is my son, Goten. What class reading is he?�

The man�s eyes flickered to
the younger saiyan, then back to Goku. �He is showing promise of the second
class. By the way, I am General Kellek� He said, then opened his mouth to say
more, but just at that moment, the door behind them was flung open roughly,
harsh footsteps stomping up to stand next to Goku.

�SOMEONE had BETTER give me
some answers about THIS!� A male voice growled softly, slamming a creamy sheet
of paper down on the general�s desk. General Kellek crossed his arms and sat
back in his chair.

�Well now, Bardock�we were
just speaking of you.� The General said with a smirk.

Goku gasped softly, spinning
around to face�himself. Or nearly so. The man looked exactly like him, with the
exception of the long scar upon the man�s cheek; and the eyes�they were
much�harder. Bardock�s lip lifted in a snarl before his eyes met Goku�s; there,
the eyes of his father widened slightly, a haze of confusion masking their dark
depths.

�What�� Bardock began, not
knowing what to say. Father and son stared at each other with open curiosity,
though Goku�s interest was innocent, Bardock�s was fueled by confusion and
anger.

The general chose to step in
at that moment. �Bardock�meet Goku, a new recruit to our army. He is of�first
class readings.� The last three words were meant to hang in the air
purposefully. �And his son, Goten�second class. As you are but a third class, I
will assign you to show them around, after they are situated. You will also be
accompanying them to the meeting this week. Understood?� The general asked,
satisfaction gleaming in his eyes as Bardock bristled.

�But general, I should be on
planet Yarron right now! Why was I barred from the flight?� Bardock asked,
nearly shaking with rage.

�You know the answer to
that, Bardock. You were hurt badly two days ago, and need time to heal, son.
It�s just a week�you�ll live without killing for a week, eh? Now�help these two
get their armor and get them settled into their new homes. Dismissed, all of
you.� The general snapped, turning his back to them to look back at his
computer monitor.

Bardock stood gritting his
teeth, his eyes narrowed dangerously. Goku blinked, then gave a lighthearted
laugh. �Well�guess we should get some armor�� He said happily, cringing at the
death stare his father sent him. If only you knew, father�
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