Enchanted Ties

Kakarrot was called down to Frieza’s chamber for his punishment. He was a little nervous but not at all scared. He had already suffered at the hands of his master and there was nothing that Captain Ginyu could do to top it. He walked into his masters room and froze. Ginyu was already there sitting in one of the chairs in the room. Frieza was also there sitting on his bed sipping his wine with a smile on his face.

“Welcome my pet it is time for your punishment as you well know. Ginyu you have free reign to do what you must but you can not kill him.”

“Yes, Lord Frieza.”

Kakarrot swallowed heavily after those words and looked between the two of them. Finally Ginyu stood up from his chair and cracked his knuckles. He made his way over to the Saiyan and circled around him grinning evilly. He then let his fist fly punching the Saiyan in the back of the head sending him to the floor. He then began to kick the Saiyan as hard as he could muster making the poor creature scream and cough up blood.

Kakarrot curled in on himself listening to his master laugh after each punch or kick that he took. He was so wrong about Ginyu not being able to harm him more than what Frieza put him through. He beat him until he was a bloodied lump of withering and crying flesh on the floor. Finally after what felt like forever Frieza called Ginyu off before he killed his Saiyan ‘pet’.

“Guards take him back to his room, lock the door as well. I do not want him seeking medical attention from the doctors. He is being punished and I want this lesson to sink in,” Frieza demanded looking down at his blood covered charge.

Kakarrot screamed pitifully as his body was lifted into the guards arms to be carried away. He sobbed the whole trip to his room and once there he crawled over to his small bed and curled up not bothering to wash the blood from his body. He heard his door shut and the lock being turned but didn’t look behind him. However he did look up when he heard his bathroom door being opened and a tall figure glided over to him.

“Easy little one it’s just me,” Lavars whispered running a wet cloth over his face.

“How did you know that they were going to put me in here?”

“Intuition, that and we all heard you screaming so I figured that they would throw you in here with out any medical attention.”

Kakarrot managed a small strangled laugh at that and he closed his eyes again as his body throbbed continuously. He jumped again when he felt Lavars’ hands shift even lower on his body dragging the wet cloth down his arm and over his thigh. Being curled on his right side meant that his left side was not accessible but he didn’t want to move to roll to his other side.

“I will leave it at this, I am sure you do not wish to move around much. He beat you pretty bad. From what I can tell you have several broken ribs maybe a few fractures. Lets just hope that there is no internal bleeding to add to the mix.”

“I will be fine Lavars, I just want to sleep now.”

“Of course you do,” Lavars climbed into the bed behind Kakarrot and settled down as carefully as he could.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” Kakarrot muttered before finally allowing his body to shutdown for the healing process.

“Your very welcome pup,” Lavars whispered closing his own eyes to get the rest that he too needed.


Back at Vegetasie a certain Prince was wondering the halls of the castle grumbling to himself about stupid fathers and no privacy. The King had been away all day and now that it was night fall the Prince was beginning to wonder what kept him. It was not like his father not to return to the castle after dark. He shook his head he was probably with Bardock trying to sweet talk him back to the castle where he was ‘safe’.

Sighing he gave up waiting for his father and turned his thoughts onto something else for a while. Kakarrot kept haunting his mind whenever he relaxed and emptied his mind. He knew he should have taken the breeder for his own the moment that he saw him. However, he was so angry at the time that accepting a mate at that particular moment was not on his mind. Now that he couldn’t stop thinking about him it drove him up the wall with a mixture of anger and regret.

“Your Highness I have word from your father!” a messenger yelled running up to him.

“What does he want?” the Prince growled.

“H-he says th-that he is not c-coming h-h-home tonight and that h-he w-will see you in the morning,” the messenger panted.

“Tck, I figured as much,” the Prince muttered.

“Your Highness?” the messenger asked.

“Nothing, be away with you. Go ask one of the servants to bring you some water or something. I am sure that you ran a long way to get back here.”

“Yes your highness.”

“Messenger wait! Where is my father exactly?” the Prince asked him.

“He was at a small desert home just outside the castle grounds. Bardock’s home if I saw everything correctly.”

“Very well you may go,” the Prince turned on his heel.

There was no way in hell that he was going to let an opportunity to embarrass the fuck out of his father go. Not after what he did to him, this was the perfect time to get his revenge. He smirked as he walked out side the castle doors and took to the air before any of the other guards had a chance to open their mouths. He used his scouter(1) to search out his father once he had a good lock on his power level he took of in the direction of it.


Bardock climbed out of his bed and quickly dressed looking back at his sleeping mate every so often. Once he completed his task he slipped out the bedroom door as silently as he could. Letting out a long sigh he had been holding in he started down the hallway towards the kitchen. After several hours of rough sex he needed something to fill his stomach and recharge. Yawning he passed by the couch and gave it a short glance before stopping and looking back at it again. The kings personal guard was sprawled on the couch but on top of him was Raditz.

“Father help me,” Raditz whispered looking up at him in distress.

“What the hell is he doing holding on to you like your some kind of Breeder?” Bardock asked helping his son break free of the strong hold.

“Well I have something that I need to tell you. Something that I should have told you a long time ago.”

Bardock sighed heavily at this but helped him finally tug free from Nappa who grunted a little. Shaking his head Bardock made his way to the kitchen where he wanted to go in the first place. Raditz followed closely behind him as though he was afraid of being captured again.

“The bastard grabbed me out of my bed when I was sleeping and carried me into the living room. I have been stuck in his arms for hours,” Raditz snapped bitterly.

“About that, why in the hell was he holding you like that? I never thought that dominates liked to hold each other like submissive males.”

“The truth is that I am a breeder too. I have always been.”

Bardock froze from doing what he was and slowly turned on the spot to stare at his oldest son. He began to look at him in a different manner but he still couldn’t see where he was a breeder. He was not pretty like himself or Kakarrot, nor did he have a smaller body build.

“I don’t see it on you.”

“I know and that is why I got away with being called a dominate. I acted the part real easy too because I learned from the other males in school. Only one other person knew that I was really a breeder but he is long gone.”

“Oh and who was this male?”

“Turles.”

“My brother?”

“Yeah, he knew right away what others couldn’t see. Now that stupid Nappa knows and he wants to court me.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?” Bardock asked hurt written all over his face.

“I suppose I was scared, I didn’t want anyone to know what I was. The first time I went into heat was the worst time of my life. It’s when I ‘ran away’ from home. You couldn’t find me because of the changes in my body. I was scared then too, I never felt something so painful in all my life but I made it through it and came home. Heh you had my ass in a sling by the time you were done punishing me. I accepted it and didn’t tell you because I figured what was the point?” Raditz finished looking anywhere but at his father.

“I wish you would have told me I could have helped you. I was going to help your brother out before he was taken away from us.”

“Please dad lets not talk about Kakarrot right now. If we start that again we will be sitting at this table all night with two strangers in the house.”

“The King is not a stranger anymore son. Though I do agree with you on Nappa being one. So I will make you a deal, we will let the topic of Kakarrot go for now but we still have to make plans on how to get him back.”

“You have a deal.”

They both went back to doing what they had done before and let all conversations drop. Suddenly there was a knock on the front door and Raditz looked over at his father. Bardock shrugged at him not knowing who it was knocking on the door so late at night. Raditz sat in his chair and gave his father a clear look that said ‘you-go-answer-it’. Bardock sighed and dropped the knife he was using to cut up some meat and wiped his hands on a towel.

“I will get it then.”

“Sure, but there is no way in hell I am going back into the living room with that monster in there waiting to grab me again.”

Bardock snorted and rolled his eyes at him, his son was being a pansy. He walked back into the living room and noted that Nappa was awake and looking around for Raditz. He made sure to give the guard a very deadly glare as he passed him. He opened the door and blinked to find the Prince standing there on his door step.

“Prince Vegeta, what brings you here?”

“Where is my father?”

“In my room sleeping why do you need him at a time like this?”

“Oh I don’t need him really I just wanted to poke at him.”

“I don’t think that is such a good idea do you?”

“I don’t think you are in any position to tell me what is a good idea or not! Now move!” the Prince snapped.

“As you wish,” Bardock said his voice dripping with sarcasm and venom.

Prince Vegeta noted the tone but chose to ignore it. This was the man who had walked right out on his father after threatening him after all. Bardock was no fool and he sure as hell seemed not to take anyone’s shit. He also knew that he was probably stressed out because of Kakarrot being taken away from him. Damn that boy!

“Nappa,” Prince Vegeta noted the guard.

“Prince V’geta,” Nappa replied bowing his head.

The prince stalked around the small living room taking everything in with a small amount of disdain. He kept his comments to himself though not out of respect for those living in a dump like this but because he knew that his father was close by and he didn’t want to get his ass handed to him again in front of strangers and Nappa.

“Where is Kakarrot’s room?” the Prince asked suddenly turning around.

“His room is the door in the middle. I do not know why you would want to know that though.”

“I have my reasons,” the prince growled walking down the small hallway and standing before the middle door. Taking a deep breath he pushed open the door and walked into the dark room. He turned on the light and was surprised to see that the room wasn’t heavily decorated. In fact the room was pretty much plain, a small bed sat in the far right hand corner of the room right under a small window, there was a desk sitting on the left hand side with a few things on the top and a wardrobe standing a little ways from the desk. There were a few rubbish things sitting around on the floor along with some clothing that never got picked up. Everything was coated in a thin film of dust indicating that no one had gone into the room in some time.

Taking a deep breath he made his way further into the room. He walked over to the desk and noted a few books and a diary lying on top of it. Intrigued he picked up the dairy and looked at it. He knew that he shouldn’t even be messing with it but something told him to sit and read it to get to know Kakarrot better. He must have been staring at the stupid thing really hard because he didn’t hear Bardock enter the room until he cleared his throat.

“His other father gave me that to give to him. He was always thinking a head of time, Kakarrot wasn’t even born yet. He also gave one to Raditz but I haven’t seen the one Raditz has. I am sure that he is hiding it under his bed or something.”

“Did you read it?” the Prince asked shaking the book at him.

“No, I don’t intrude into my sons personal life like that. He would be pissed if he knew that I read his dairy anyways. It was the one thing that we agreed he could have that he didn’t have to tell anyone about.”

“Hmph.”

“I have no idea what is in there but I have a feeling that you are going to read it, just be warned that there maybe things in there that you really don’t want to know about him. There are things that he doesn’t tell me that I never want to know.”

“Who said I was going to read his diary?”

“There is a look in your eyes right now that gives you away young Prince.”

“Fine I was going to read it but now I don’t think that I will,” the prince countered childishly.

Bardock laughed softly and turned on his heel, he didn’t like the fact that the prince was in his sons room rummaging through his personal items but there really was nothing he could do about it either. You didn’t tell royalty what they can and can not do. That was grounds for execution if they were in a bad mood and punishment if they were in a good one. He would just have to keep his thoughts to himself for the moment.

Prince Vegeta waited until he was sure that Bardock was truly gone before sitting in the chair next to the desk. He held the small black leather bound book in his hand before deciding that he wanted to know what was inside of it. Looking around the room one last time he opened the book and settled back into the chair.


King Vegeta woke to find that he was alone in Bardock’s bed. Before he had the chance to get up and search for his mate Bardock came back into the room eating a sandwich. He had made one for the King as well knowing that he too would be hungry.

“If you were hungry you should have told me I would have made you something,” the King said shaking his head.

“I am fine with making it myself after all I know my house better than you do, and the strange things that goes on in it.”

The king blinked at him but said nothing else as they settled into the bed together falling right to sleep again. Only one person remained awake and he was currently immersed into the private life of a kind hearted male that was slowly being torn apart inside and corrupted.

(TBC)