A Caged Soul
And When the Nightingale Sings
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A Caged Soul
Pairing: Kakarott/Vegeta
Disclaimer: I do know own any
characters from Dragonball Z. They are the property
of
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title="FUNimation Entertainment">FUNimation
and creator Akira Toriyama. I make no money from the
writing of the story.
W A R N I N G:
This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. I’m
letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are
AGAINST such pairings, please find something else more to your liking,
you have been WARNED.
Flames will be ignored.
Notes: Hello everyone! I must
apologize for taking such a long time to update. I had the worse case of
writer’s block due to some personal problems and having another baby. I’m
working on trying to complete my unfinished fics
because I have some new ones in the works and I don’t want to start on anything
new until my other stuff is completed first.
and to those who have read and didn’t review thanks for reading thus far. I
hope you enjoyed it.
Also hail to the
she has done her job are mine.
/ Thoughts /
: Telepathy :
Enjoy!
Chapter 9: And When the
Nightingale Sings
It was a little past
floor.
For some reason, the baby chose to
be active late at night. Goku silently roamed around the spacious room hoping
the baby would settle down without much trouble since he didn’t want to disturb
Vejita. The Saiyan prince had been a little grumpy of
late and he didn’t want to make it worse by adding late night roaming to his
list of complaints.
Unfortunately, the baby wasn’t cooperating
with Goku’s plans. The gentle Saiyan sighed and rubbed his stomach.
Kaze wa
tada akarui
Sukoshi nemutasou
Hanabira ga
Nani ge nai
kno omoi
Nee, hito wa
Yondeiru no…
Goku sung the soft melody while
stroking his tummy. As he continued with the calming tune, the movements of the
baby slowed down until Goku no longer felt like he was being kicked from the
inside out.
He climbed back into bed, wishing
that it was his mate was lying beside
him. Usually when the baby was riled like this Vegeta would place his hand over
the swell of Goku’s stomach and raise his energy a little. After a few seconds
the baby would calm down, letting him get some rest.
The earth raised Saiyan softly
sighed again and closed his eyes, praying to Kami a
miracle would happen to get him and Vejita out of
this mess.
In the monitoring
room on board Cooler’s ship, Sauza studied the
singing monkey. He felt strangely drawn to the sound. He hadn't realized before
what a pleasant voice the Saiyan had and began to determine the best method of
taking advantage of this previously unknown talent.
Perhaps
Lord Cooler could profit from this little venture. After all, he didn’t want to
kill the over-grown primate; why not put the animal to good use?
The
guard smiled as he left the viewing room to inform his master of his findings.
Goku barely slept, tossing and
turning through most of the night. Finally, toward the morning hours or what
seemed to be morning, Vejita draped a strong muscular
arm around the young Saiyan and held him close.
Goku settled down and drifted off
to sleep. The prince cocked opened an eye to make sure that Goku was indeed
asleep. The royal nearly shook his head at the sad state of the most powerful
warrior in the universe.
The third-class fighter was going
through withdrawal symptoms. It wouldn’t be long before he would start feeling
it himself. He needed to get them out of here, but that ice rat was monitoring
them too closely. Vejita drifted back to sleep as
well only to be woken a short time later when guards attempted to haul Goku out
of bed. The prince flipped, growling loudly to let the intruders know they just
made the biggest mistake of their short, miserable lives.
The sudden rise in his energy was
enough to send them scurrying frantically about the room. He grabbed the
closest peon to him and with a quick twist of the guard’s head he was dead.
Vejita
Another guard attacked and jabbed him in the neck with a needle. The sedative
took only moments to work, kicking in right after Vejita
killed the second guard and seriously injured a third.
During the entire time, Goku
remained silent, not resisting his guards’ handling. He was too tired to put up
a fight and he didn’t want to risk endangering the baby.
He looked back over his shoulder
to see Vejita sprawled out on the plush royal blue
carpet as he was escorted out of the room.
The leader of the Z fighters stood
in the center of Cooler’s throne room. The ship was identical to
look like Swiss cheese. Vegeta had managed to blow holes throughout
trying to escape from Namek.
Goku watched the Changeling move
about the room in its hover chair. He had a strange feeling that he wasn’t
going to like whatever the ice lord had in mind.
The room felt like an icebox and
unfortunately Goku couldn’t raise his ki any higher to
stay warm because of the silver bands. It seemed Cooler had specifically designed
a device that suppressed energy. Now he stood helpless, waiting for the
ice-demon to do his worst.
Cooler leapt out of his chair and
walked over to earth’s protector. He had been up all night thinking about what
his lieutenant had told him. He leaned in closer to Goku raking in his
appearance – admiring him. The hair on the back of Goku’s neck was beginning to
stand-up. He didn’t like the fact that he was being viewed like a side order of
beef.
The Changeling finally spoke. “Do
you know why you are here, monkey?” he calmly asked still circling the tall
Saiyan.
Goku stared into ruby orbs, trying
to hide his concern. “From our brief introduction, it’s about taking out your
brother. By the end of our fight, he fell apart. I remember he was trying to
pull himself back together.”
Cooler slapped him across the
face, knocking him to the floor. “That was your only warning; no one, and I
mean no one, disparages my family and lives.”
Goku’s heart was starting to beat
wildly in his chest. Cooler grabbed him by the throat – lifting him from where
he fell. “You, monkey, are something to behold. Since I can’t permanently
separate you and Vegeta, I have come up with a better idea.” Cooler held him
only a few inches away from his face.
“Sing for me, little bird.”
“
“I said sing.” Cooler let go of
his smooth alabaster skin and he fell to his knees.
“I don’t do requests.” Goku knew he
was treading on dangerous ground but he wasn’t about to let this lizard exploit
him.
“You don’t have a choice.” Cooler
approached him again. “If you want your child to ever see the light of day you
will.”
Goku’s mouth fell open. He didn’t
want anything to happen to his baby. This was the first time in his life he
felt this helpless.
Minutes ticked by and then the
room was filled with the Saiyan’s gentle voice.
En vai tu
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca en
Va fa-ru les
En riga-lint
The tyrant couldn’t believe the talent
the Saiyan had; Sauza’s description hadn’t done him
justice. Even he felt trapped in the abyss created by the harmonious magic of
his prisoner. What was this feeling? He had no words to describe what was
causing his frozen heart to melt, but whatever it was he didn’t like it, not in
the least. He would not be foolish enough to allow this to happen to him.
“ENOUGH!” Cooler shouted, jolting
everyone out of their dream world.
He had the perfect solution to
this madness! An enchanting treasure to be added to his vast
empire—his very own song bird. “Sauza take him
to Monako.”
Cooler returned to his chair
dismissing everyone.
The blonde led Goku out of the
room to an unknown fate.
Vejita
stomach. He muttered a curse. He never puked so much in his life. The prince
glanced about the room looking for Goku before remembering; the guards had
taken him.
The ouji
clenched his teeth together. He had let his rage blind him into losing all
control; as a result, he had allowed them to take his past counter-part’s mate.
He was just thankful he didn’t transform; the sheer force of his transformation
could rupture the hull of the ship, or worse still make the whole vessel
explode.
If Cooler was anything like
that white lab rat could breathe in space. He was going to have figure out how
to keep them alive until Vegeta and Gokuu show up.
He made his way into the bathroom
to splash water on his face when the chamber door slid open. Something large
was dumped unceremoniously onto the floor.
Vejita
heap was Goku. The smaller Saiyan cradled the unmoving form of the younger
Saiyan. Unfortunately, the sudden movement caused Goku to cry out in pain.
Vejita
wounds. He hoped Cooler hadn’t done anything to injure the baby, but he still
hadn’t found anything out of the ordinary.
“Ve-Ve-ja,”
Goku huffed out.
“Kakarott, what did that bastard
do to you?” Vejita asked.
Goku vaguely detected the concern
in the prince’s voice. Vejita’s gaze followed the
path of where Goku’s slender index finger was pointing.
“Oh, my Kami,”
he whispered.
A load crash brought a virtual
stampede to the gravity room. While the others waited outside,
middle of the floor, out cold. After Gokuu switched
off the gravity machine, Bulma, Trunks, and
Bulma
why he would just pass out. Gokuu took the liberty of
transporting the prince to the common room downstairs. Goten
and Trunks remained upstairs to make sure that they stayed on course.
Gokuu
his counter-part were being taken to Cooler’s home planet and they didn’t want
anything to keep them from their destination.
Vegeta had mentioned they weren’t
too far away from where Vegetasei use to be. The distance from earth to the
sub-zero planet would take about a month.
Bulma
“Vegeta?”
Even though Bulma
spoke softly her voice still boomed inside his head. Vegeta winced from the
sound. His head pounded like no tomorrow and the room was spinning. He felt
like he had one too many of Bulma’s house drinks and
the consequences of his actions were coming back to haunt him.
Vegeta tried to sit-up but
“Easy there, Vegeta.”
A low growl erupted from his
throat. “I’m fine, onna!”
“What happened up there?”
“Nothing,” he snapped as best as
he could but she gave him a hard look. “Fine! I’m
training, trying to take my mind off of Kakarott then…then the next thing I
know I feel a searing pain on my thigh and I lost my concentration.”
“Okay, let me have a look. It
might not be anything. Knowing you, you might have pulled a muscle or a tendon,”
Bulma said pulling back the sheet.
Vegeta was still dressed in his
training suit. Bulma blushed at the thought of
removing the skin tight spandex. The prince was wondering what was taken the
blue haired onna so long.
He saw her hesitate. “Will you
just get on with it!” Then he smirked. “It’s not like
you’ve never seen me naked before.”
“I haven’t seen
He smiled in amusement as she
shifted from foot to foot.
She suddenly made an almost evil
grin. “This is not your only pair of spandex, is it?”
“No, why?”
would ask a crazy question like that. Then he heard, ‘rrippp’.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!”
“Chill out, Vegeta.
Bulma
Vegeta hissed.
“What is that?”
“What did I just you tell,
“Okay. No need to take my head
off. Well, if I was to make a guess, Vegeta, I’d say it’s some type of brand or
tattoo, but I could be wrong.”
Vegeta remained silent as he got a
good look at the source of his discomfort. On his thigh rested a circle with
two jagged lightening bolts running through it.
He seen it once before or one
similar to it, but the ones had seen had three bolts of lightening. He nearly
stopped breathing as he realized what it meant.
Cooler had marked his mate.
1) First Outlaw Star Ending (
Melfina’s Song (dubbed):
I don’t know what words I can stay
The wind was a way to talk to me
Flowers sleep a silent lullaby…
2) Sora from Escaflowne:
The Movie
A/N: What does Cooler have in mind
for our heroes? Will Vegeta and the gang reach Goku and Vejita
in time? Well the only way to find out is to stay tuned for the next chapter.
All comments and suggestions are welcomed.
Nemesis
Goku woke in a cold lab. He was prepped
up on a birthing bed. His feet were in stirrups and his arms were stretched out
and tied.
“Damn he’s awake!” Double his
epidural and monitor his heart rate…”
Goku weakly struggled against his
bonds as he was put under again.