A Prince Among Men
3
xmlns="http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40">
Card
WARNINGS
AND SALUTATIONS:
a.
No, DBZ isn’t mine. DBGT sure
the hell ain’t mine.
b.
Yes, this is technically an AU.
But all fanfiction is AU otherwise we would all be sitting around
reading different folks versions of the DBZ scripts.
c.&nbsbsp;bsp;
I firmly believe that all Saiyans are potty-mouthed, overly horny,
overly muscular men that get in fights, have tons of sex and eat all the time,
while cursing. I also believe that
Homosexuality is not bad, and write about it to satisfy my own sick little
mind. Thus: SEX. SAIYANS.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~******
Now,
Radditz had seen his baby brother bring home some pretty strange looking
creatures. He realized that Kakarot was
not the pickiest prick in the pack, but he always thought there was some brain
in that thick s som somewhere. So when
he was jolted out of his mid-afternoon doze (that time when he was supposed to
be sitting in the Capitan’s tent while his father attended to whatever his
father attended to, so that should someone official show up Radditz could act
likewas was the official second-in-command.) by his little brother dropping a
body on the table in front of him, he wasn’t shocked. The body was dressed in the shabbiest—and rather smelly—clothes
that looked like they came out of the pile of unwashed things.
consequently were held on by straps criss-crossing him from his thighs to his
armpits.
“What’s
this?” he asked. Stood up so he could
give it a better look over. Rolled it
onto its back—yep, he was right, it was a man.
Young. Nice bronze tone to his
skin. Handsome in a bitchy sort of
way. And nursingruisruise that looked
to be the imprint of Saima’s fist.
“A
new recruit,” Kakarot said, “You need to find a way to get him put in this
division without being too conspicuous.”
cla class=MsoNormal style='line-height:150%'> Oh.
class. Figuring out why the hell his
brother wanted the twerpy midget to join them was the mystery.
looked at its tail. A glitter of light
caught his eye and he pulled the tail up, looked at the underside of it, saw
the barbell straight through the base of it and winced in pain.
it was done. “Who did this?”
“I…
Don’t know.” Kakarot shrugged.
either. Almost killed himself powering
up.”
“Where
did you find him?”
Saima
rolled her eyes. “Look, we just need
you to put him down in the log, okay.
Preferably before the Captain gets back and demands all these
questions.”
Radditz
ignored her, looked at his brother, watched his brother stare at the man on the
table and wondered just what the hell the idiot could be thinking that he
wanted to invite this sort of trouble onto himself. Whatever had put that silvery barbell through this idiot’s tail
had meant business. That was
ki-repressors, like the icejin’s made, only extremely advanced.
had to put it on the tail—well, that was something he didn’t want to mess
with. But then, he wasn’t supposed to
be a Super Saiyan one day, so he ’t r’t really care.
“We
found him in the woods,” Kakarot said, finally, “He doesn’t have a clue where
he is. Just put him down as Vegeta.”
“Oi,
couldn’t you be more original?” Radditz rolled his eyes.
as if naming your kid after royalty (or the planet) was all the rage for those
parents that realized their children were never going to make it past the
third-class division.
“I
want him to blend in, Radditz, not stand out,” Kakarot said.
it over his shoulder like it wasn’t a fellow man but a sack of rotten
potatoes. He gave his brother a little
smile of gratitude and turned to leave.
Asshole.
him to go screw himself. One day.
log out and added yet another Vegeta to the list of infantry.
officials would give a damn if they added a new solider.
~~~***
It
groaned. Kakarot paused in digging
through the mountain of clothes to look back at his bed, at where the small
Saiyan was sprawled out, where it had been unconscious until just now.
face—half of which was covered with a homemade healing balm and turned to look
at him.
There
was a look on his face like the arrogant little one had just realized this was
not a dream. Or a nightmare, but
instead that he was indeed stuck here.
“Alright,”
Kakarot said, stepping out of the pile of clothes—those left over from everyone
that had lived in the tent, or stripped in the tent or that he himself had worn
at one point—“A few words of advice.
You can call yourself Vegeta if you want. But if I were you I would avoid saying you’re the Prince.
to get pissed off and rise your ki or you’ll end up killing yourself.
didn’t catch and cook yourself.” He
thought that covered everything. Who put those…Ki-things
on me?” This would have sounded much
more vicious if not for the swelling in his face.
Kakarot
rolled his eyes. Thought fondly back to
that morning when Saima had woke him up.
“You’re on Planet 752d65584w.
Assigned to be destroyed by the Second Class in a few days.
whoever it was it was your enemy not mine.”
Being
told this did not please Vegeta, in fact, he looked more and more pissed about
it. Sat up, pressed both his hands to
his chest over the little round rings that were attached to his nipples.
That probably hurt. “What was
the idiot woman talking about cutting off?” he asked.
“Oh,
your tail.”
“You
are not cutting off my tail.”
“Fine.
as long as they’re attached to you like they are. And you can’t overload them all at the same time.
offensive thing he had ever seen in the whole of his life.
the Prince—nose and grimaced.
“What
is that fucking horrendous smell?”
Kakarot
sniffed his clothes, then sniffed the air.
Didn’t notice anything different in the stench.
the Prince, than he probably had never smelled the smell of infantry that had
been camped out for months. Or the
pungent aroma of sweat—because tents did not come with cooling systems.
for a hell of a shock.
The
tent flap opened and Radditz came in.
“Alright, asshole, Dad said I have to go kick your ass.”
battle gloves. Stopped, sighed and gave
his brother a look. “You can bring your
new boyfriend if you want.”
“I
am not his boyfriend!” Vegeta snapped, “How dare you say that about me.”
and rubbed his hands tighter against his chest. Which looked quite indecent and funny.
“Whatever,”
Radditz said, “Better men than you have tried to deny the same and
failed.”
“Lets go.”
Kakarot
flipped his brother off and then turned to look at Vegeta.
until you get used to what its like around here. Some of the guys are the nicest people.”
“I
am fully capable of taking care of myself,” Vegeta said.
Kakarot
shrugged, turned and left him in there.
Went to follow Radditz out of the encampment, stopping only to tell
Saima that the idiot ‘Prince’ had decided he wanted to remain unattended and
ask her if she would keep the guys from making his life too much of a
hell. Because if the moron wanted to
learn the hard way just how the infantry was, than Kakarot wasn’t going to let
him do it unsupervised.
~~~***
Standing
was a bit difficult. Made even more
difficult because of the blinding pain that always accompanied him getting angry.
behind him to feel the cool metal barbell through it. Gritted his teeth and tried very hard not to be enraged that his
tail had been defiled like that.
Managed to get around the piles of clothes and through the flap of the
tent, but the stench of the camp itself knocked him back to his ass—and he
barely managed to land on a wooden box, pinched his nose and tried very hard
not to vomit—because even if that would make it smell better around here, it
was not something Prince’s did.
He
heard the feet approaching; saw the ugly dirty legs standing around him and
looked up into the grinning vicious faces.
One of them ran a finger across his face, and he felt the smudge of
filth.
“Looks
like widdle Kakarot has found himself a new concubine,” one of them said.
“Prissy
looking, if you ask me,” another added.
“Of
course he’s prissy looking to you, anything that isn’t covered in mud and
oozing slime is prissy to you.”
The
fourth one grinned and said: “So, you
taking it up the ass to get in good with the Capitan or are you just a fan of
widdle Kaki’s widdle prick?”
Did
people really talk like this? He
remembered that someone had commented on the vulgarities of the common man, but
he had not actually believed that people said this sort of thing.
different to the upper class where saying ‘damn’ in front of a lady was
condemnable to social death.) He felt
that he was getting angry and pressed his hands to his chest again, didn’t
groan in pain but wanted to. Hunched
his shoulders forward and tried to calm himself so the burning would go away.
“And
what is this he’s got you dressed in anyway?
Is he afraid that if he doesn’t have you all tied up you’re going to
fall apart?”
The
second one made a worried face, “Maybe the concubine is
fraaaagiiiiiiilllllllllle.”
The
third one pressed his fingers to the bruised side of Vegeta’s face, made that
hurt and then smirked. “Looks like he
likes it rough to me. Maybe widdle Kaka
got carried away and accidentally broke him…”
“Maybe
the four of you need to leave before I kick your asses.”
that had been in the forest with Kakarot.
When the crowd of vulgar dirt-piles separated he saw her standing there
with her hands on her hips, glaring at the four of them.
“Whatever,”
the leader said, pointed at her neck as he passed, “I see the concubines not
Kaki’s only conquest of the day.”
“Don’t
you have a hand you need to be fucking?” she asked, kicked him in the hip and
braced herself against any attempt to fight back. But he didn’t say anything, just gave her a cool glare and went
on his way. She moved up next to
Vegeta, licked her fingers and wiped his face clean of the dirt with her SALIVA.
“Are
you all barbarians?” he asked.
“Well,
we can’t all pretend to be stuck up snob princes that don’t have a fucking clue
what is happening on the front lines of their perpetual war.
have your ass.” She turned her back to
him, flipped her tail at him in a clear message of ‘go fuck yourself’ and
walked way. “You can tell your widdle
Kaki while he’s fucking you that you didn’t want my help.”
“I
don’t,” he mumbled darkly. Stumbled
back to his feet. Decided the interior
of the tent smelled better than the exterior and retreated back to the bed he
had started out in.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*********
I
feel so dirty. *shudder * so much lewd
language.
Krt: I know
that the author knows it doesn’t count as sex if someone mentions it lewdly.
Vegeta: I am
not your concubine
Krt: I
realize that. But do you realize that?
Vegeta:
Huh? And for that matter, could
we please change me out of the bondage clothes? Did you really have to wrap me up in black straps?
Krt:
*answers that question by grinning suggestively.
himself as he thinks about it. *
Vegeta: Oi.
Hectate 18:
Gasp!
Vegeta? GASP! *Prince in his bondage clothes, looking offended. *
I
always wanted to write a Vegeta-sei fic.
So I decided: Hey, why not?
Jaygoose:
Yep,
Kakarot’s whole family is here. (except
his mom who I have no idea as to who the hell she is.)
Tatoosh:
After
that ‘hazing’ stage, they’re more tolerant anyway.
*GK
appear and hugs Tatoosh.: THANK YOU for
your donation! I love you!
Vegeta:
Webtester 01:
Who
knows what part the twins may play?
Oh
& yeah, it’s a bit easier to read with space between the different
comments.
Getarian:
Yes,
Bardock got sent through the ‘crazy people’ treatment because he had those ‘visions’
and he thought that Frieza tried to blow up he planet.
nuts.
Oh,
but you know that my Vegeta & Kakarot never start out liking one another.
Everyone thinks the Twins had something to do with where Vegeta is.
be smug about it.) But I guess everyone
will just have to wait and find out…
Yes!
all understand why Goten is. Isn’t that
great?!
the boring shit, hurry up and age the boy, and get me some sex!