Past To future

As always! I DON\'T OWN THESE CHARACTERS, even if I\'ve made them quite differnt from the manga and Anime Characters. Don\'t Sue! No money in the bank here! I was feeling violent when I wrote this, so there will be some issues, and of course, violence!

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Warmth surrounded Vegeta, and he felt safe as he floated in dream realms just below the waking world. Shifting he curled into the source of the warmth, his arms dragging the being closer. “Karo,” He purred his nose filling with his mate’s scent waking him fully. He didn’t know how far away Kakkarot was from being fully in heat, but the scent he was producing right now was enough to have Vegeta instantly aroused. “Kakkarot, wake up.”

“Hmmm, morning already?” He grumbled.

“Yeah…” Vegeta purred pressing his hardness against Goku’s hip. “I’m up, how about you?”

“Vegeta?” Goku sat up looking down at his smiling mate. Blinking the sleepiness out of his eyes, “We’ve never…uh, are you okay?”

“Idiot…” Vegeta snarled yanking his lover down on top of himself. Capturing Goku’s lips he groaned, ~When your mate is aroused, don’t ask questions.~ “Just put out…”

Whimpering Goku shifted his weight over his Prince, locking lips with his mate once more. ~This is one hell of a way to start the day…~ Breaking the kiss, he smirked down at his prince pressing his growing erection against Vegeta’s.

“Fuck.” Vegeta moaned bucking up against Goku.

A loud knock rattled the door in its frame. “RISE AND SHINE!” Napa’s thundering voice penetrated the wood. “We’re coming in in five minutes whether or not you’re decent.”

Vegeta growled, “Go away!” He barked pushing Goku off of himself. Standing up, he went to the door, his hard length bouncing with each step he took. “Damned it, there is no lock on this door.”

“Too bad for you my prince.” Raditzu’s teasing voice declared.

“Shit…” Vegeta snarled, stomping to his closet he grabbed out a pair of sweats and some underwear. Dressing, he glanced to his mate who still lay in bed looking miffed. “We’ll continue this latter…” Climbing back into bed, he pulled the covers up over himself and his mate.

“YOU DECENT YET?”

Vegeta repressed another snarl, “COME IN!” The door banged open and Napa, Raditzu and Gohan march in wearing pots on their heads and carrying trays of food in their arms.

“We got board this morning, didn’t we Gohan!” Raditzu exclaimed smiling down at the chibi.

“Yeah! So we made you breakfast dad, Vegeta sama!” The child set the tray he carried down on his father’s lap, having to stand on tiptoe to do it. “Uncle Raditzu taught me how to cook a traditional Saiyan breakfast!” He hopped up onto the bed and settled himself between his father and his new ‘Mother.’

The prince eyed the tray that was set before his mate, then began to grin. “I haven’t had Hete’tral since…since…I was a cub!”

“We thought you’d like it,” Raditzu turned his broad smile onto his prince. “There is more in the kitchen if you want it. Couldn‘t get some things to taste exactly right…but…for what I have available. I think I did rather good…”

“Hn…hopefully you cooked our food in those pots before you put them on your head…” Goku teased eyes slipping from his brother and his bond brother to the odd looking paste in the two bowls. “What is Hete’tral? Some kind of creamed wheat?”

“Rahhhh, come here cub!” Napa roared making Gohan squeak in mock fright. “What do you think you’re doing up there in bed with the adults! Is that YOUR bed?”

Gohan scrambled to his feet and quickly climbed over Vegeta’s lap, his foot catching the Prince in the nether regions. “SHIT!” The prince cursed going red in the face from pain and embarrassment when Gohan paused at the edge of the bed, his nose twitching, curiosity bright in his eyes.

“Come here child, before you get yourself hurt.” Raditzu sighed, hoisting Gohan off of the bed. “You know, I seem to recall that there are some more trays for Vegeta in the kitchen, how about you run and get those…be careful now, climb on a chair to reach the counter and don’t make a mess!” He set the cub down and walked him to the door. “When you come back, remember what I taught you.”

Gohan gave a gleeful cry and took off down the hall. Napa watched the brat go before his eyes snapped back to the couple. Goku was sniffing the gruel like substance with a grimace, “It tastes better than it looks…it gives you strength. You’re going to need it if this is really your first heat.”

Goku’s face flushed crimson, “Who told you…I was…” He remembered last night and what his prince had said, “Oh…uh….”

“Kakkarot, we’re going to start training Gohan rather intensively to keep him away from you…if there is anything you need during your…bed stay…send Vegeta to get it. We don’t want to risk…accidentally jumping your bones while you’re in heat. Especially not with a cub in the house. Don‘t forget to shower before you leave the room though, Vegeta.” Napa said.

Vegeta snorted, “You’re quarantining Kakkarot?” He glanced to his mate, seeing that he was spluttering, wide eyed and embarrassed beyond words. “Breath, baka…it’s a part of nature, learn to deal.”

“Hn, I guess you could say that we are…we just don’t want you to get mad at us if we do something to him…in his state…” Raditzu blushed slightly glancing to his mate for support.

“In other words, we don’t want to make you angry Vegeta. We know how possessive new mates are of each other while they are in heat.” Napa explained their intentions, drawing a black plastic bag from out of a pack he had slung over one shoulder. “Here, we got you what you wanted…just be careful…I don’t think we can afford another mouth to feed and another body to clothe.”

“Oh, and if you need some help with him…my Prince…” Raditzu smirked, “I’d be all too willing…so would Napa…to lay with him.”

“RAD…” Vegeta bit his angry growl off sharply when Gohan came scurrying around the corner.

The child was carrying a tray stacked high with what looked to be slabs of steaming meat and glasses of reddish brown liquid. Gohan made his way to the bed once more, carefully lifting the tray up to put it on Vegeta’s lap. Stepping away, he dropped to one knee, his fist going to his chest. “Me’cuthra O’g” He exclaimed head bowed and tail laying limply out behind him.

Vegeta’s sharp eyes snapped to the child. “Since when do you know Saiyago?” He asked in surprise.

“Uncle Raditzu taught me.” Gohan smiled up at his prince, realizing too late his error. “I’m sorry!” His eyes dropped back to the ground and he sank to both knees, pressing his forehead to the floor in a sign of total respect.

The prince chuckled, “Such respect from someone so young, how about you stand now? You’re my family cub, you don’t need to show me such respect.” Vegeta leaned over the edge of the bed and tugged the child up to his feet.

“Yes Me’cuthra O’g…” He’s checks were red as he uttered those words. “Raditzu told me that you’d like it if I did that…”

“I loved it,” Vegeta smiled and leaned down further and kissed the boy’s forehead “Have you eaten yet?” He asked in a kind voice.

“N-no…” Gohan stuttered eyes going starry when Vegeta picked one of the slabs of meat off of his plate and handed it to the child. “Run along and play, but don’t forget to thank Raditzu for making these treats for us.”

“Thank you Vegeta! Thank you Uncle Raditzu!” Gohan chirped and raced off once more, sprinting at the speed of an excited child who had the whole day ahead of him.

Napa closed the door before he returned to his prince’s bed to dump the inventory of the black shopping bag out over the coverlet. “We figured we’d make your time stuck in this room interesting at least…” He smirked up at the mates who had both begun to blush heavily. “Toys, games, an assortment of flavored lubricants…not that you’d really need them…and as Raditzu said before…we‘ll always be here to help if you need it…”

Raditzu snickered, “What’s wrong Kakkarot? I’ve never seen you blush so much before! Haven’t you ever…used any props before?”

“Raditzu, Napa, you hentai perverts!” Vegeta exclaimed cheeks going even darker if that were possible. “Get out right now!”

The two mates sniggered and linked tails, hurrying out of the room before Vegeta truly got angry…..

“You think we did the right thing?” Raditzu asked suddenly, trying to use his limited ki sensing abilities to locate Gohan.

“What right thing?” Napa grunting looking out the window to see Gohan was running around with his tongue stuck out towards the sky. “Hn…I wonder what the brat is doing?”

“Giving them toys and the such…we could have bought more clothing with that money. God knows you go through jeans and shirts as if they were water.” Raditzu sighed, fingering a rather large hole his mate had torn in his jeans’ side earlier when he was chopping wood for a fire—they had discovered an upstairs room with a fireplace in it.

“It isn’t MY fault these people can’t make durable clothing…if you’d just have let me keep the spandex..” Napa began to complain only to find his mate’s fingers on his lips.

“SHhhhh, before you make me upset, mate. Remember, I‘m pregnant, meaning mood swings which may or may not result in your discomfort when I refuse to let you touch me. We do have a couch large enough to fit a Saiyan giant on it.” He hushed Napa then beckoned the large warrior to follow him. “Help me with the dishes, won’t you?

“Of course.” The kitchen was a mess after their adventure in teaching Gohan how to cook, but it was a mess Raditzu could easily handle. Vegeta had been a very messy kid, and after the first five maids quite, King Vegeta had stopped sending them to clean his son‘s room. The king’s reasoning had been, ‘the brat will learn to pick his toys and cloths up when he realizes that no one else is going to do it for him.’ Of course the king’s idea had backfired and instead of the prince eventually picking his things up, the prince ended up having to wade through a piles of clothing, toys, books and the what not to go anywhere in his quarters. Raditzu ended up being Nanny AND house keeper to their young princeling—much to Raditzu’s chagrin. Even Napa had been forced to help clean up. There for, Raditzu had learned to love cleaning.

“You start clearing the dishes, I’ll start cleaning the counters,” Raditzu directed grabbing a clean dish towel. “Hn, I hope we have some cleaning supplies…” He squatted by the kitchen sink and started to rummage through the cabinet. “What is this…hn…”

The kitchen door burst open startling Raditzu from where he knelt. Suddenly a brigade of bots filled the kitchen, scrubbing up stains and spills, picking up dishes, and depositing them in the sink. “HEY!…Wait! What are you doing!” Raditzu growled at the bot who tried to take the cleaning solvent out of his hands, “I was going to use that!”

Napa sighed, “Let it go Raditzu, let them clean…we can go outside and play with Gohan.” Napa said pulling his mate away from the bot he was intent on demolishing.

“B-but, I wanted to clean!” He spluttered, glowering up at his mate.

“I’ll make a mess out of the room tonight…and you can clean that…okay?” Napa wrapped his arms around his lover. “Hmm….maybe I’ll make a mess out of you…how does whipped cream sound?”

Raditzu shivered, “Okay…that sounds good.” He couldn’t help but grin, Napa always knew how to make him happy. “Hmmm, lets go outside and see what Gohan is doing then…maybe we can start training him right now…I do want to spar with you.”

“Uncle Raditzu!”

He whipped his head around towards the sound of Gohan’s voice, something cold slamming him square in the face.

“HAH! GOT YOU!” He squealed.

Bringing a hand up, he whipped away the freezing cold substance. “What is this stuff…” He shook his hand to get the cold, wet white stuff off of it.

“I don’t know…” Napa took his mate’s hand in his trying to warm Raditzu’s fingers up.

“What? Haven’t you guys ever seen SNOW before?” Gohan asked looking up at his uncles, another ball of snow in his hand.

“Snow?” The two mates looked at each other with a mixture of concern and curiosity.

“Gohan, drop that this instant!” Raditzu cried dropping to his knees and knocking the cold substance out of the cub’s hand.

“Uncle Raditzu’s,” He looked up at his friend and uncle with confusion. “Why did you do that?”

Raditzu carefully warmed Gohan’s hands with his own ki. “I don’t know what snow is, but anything THAT cold can’t be good for you!”

“Awe! Snow isn‘t bad stuff!” Gohan whined. “I’ll show you! Come on!” He ran out of the kitchen, dragging Raditzu behind him. Gohan had left the front door open and a freezing wind was blowing in.

Napa followed close behind, “What the hell…” He cursed stopping in the door way. From the sky a white substance was falling, covering the ground. There was already a thick layer of it upon the grass, “What ever it is…it’s absolutely pouring out of the sky…”

“Its SNOW!” Gohan declared sounding a bit miffed, “I can’t believe you’ve never heard of snow! Didn’t it snow where you‘re from?”

Raditzu shivered, looking up to the deep gray sky. “It never got this cold on Vegeta Sei…” The big white flakes of snow clung to Raditzu’s hair and eyelashes as he stared at the falling ice. “Is this…snow?” He held out his hand, watching the flakes touch his skin and melt. “It is like frozen rain…”

“It IS frozen rain!” Gohan exclaimed, scooping up huge handfuls and smashing them together into a ball. Taking aim, he tossed the ball he had just made at the back of Napa’s bald head.

“GAH!” Napa cried, “You little…” He scooped up some snow and threw it at the cub, laughing at the surprised look on Gohan’s face.

“Napa…” Raditzu caught his lover’s attention just as the large man was about to throw Gohan in a snow drift against the house. “I’m COLD.” He shivered wrapping his arms over his bare shoulders. “There is NO way we can train out here!”

“Train?” Gohan asked, “You were going to train me!? Oh, come on, it isn’t THAT cold! I want to learn how to fight more!”

“If we start moving more, we’ll warm up. Come on Gohan, lets start our warm up Kata. Show Uncle Raditzu how well I taught you!” Napa growled setting his nephew down and dropping low into a stance Raditzu knew well from when he was in combat school.

“Okay…what ever you say Napa, but if I am still cold after that, I’m going in and I’m going to see if I can’t get that damned computer to create the stuff need to make K’reg’n rok pie.” He mumbled, coming to stand next to his mate. Dropping into the familiar stance, he waited for his mate to give him the start command.

“Reo.”

Raditzu closed his eyes and drew his leg in, his stance changing as he shifted to his right. Flowing through the kata with a mindlessness that came after years of practice.

“Ne”

The second phase, the movements of the kata sped up and Raditzu’s eyes drifted to Gohan who appeared to be keeping up flawlessly. The kid learned fast.

“Kumara’”

“Kuma….”

“KUNA…”

Vegeta awoke, the sudden shout still ringing in his hears. Groaning, he sat up, eyes traveling from the empty trays that were stacked near their door the naked man next to him. Kakkarot was fast asleep, and he should be after what his prince had done to him. Grinning Vegeta brushed the other’s bangs out of his eyes. “Me’cuthra sha re’covic…” He purred curling back up with his mate. He must have imagined the shout, there was no one other than Kakkarot and him in the room…and Kakkarot couldn’t have shouted in his sleep.

“Hn! It’s cold!” He grumbled, drawing the blankets around himself and his mate, shivering. His tail bushed out before wrapping securely around Kakkarot’s waist.

“Mmm?” Kakkarot rolled over to face his prince and smiled, eyes slowly opening. “Vegeta…what’s wrong?” He brushed a hand over the prince’s cheek.

“Its fucking cold, baka…”

“Well, I’ll go turn the heater on then.” He purred leaning in to kiss the other softly. “Hmmm.” Vegeta watched his mate climb out of bed and walk out of the door, wearing nothing more than his boxers.

“Idiot…he’s gonna get himself sick,” Vegeta grumbled, curling up under the blankets.

“KUNA!”

Vegeta sat bolt upright in his bed. Help? Kuna was help in Saiyan common. Climbing out of bed, he went to the window. No wonder why it was so cold in the room! The damned window was thrown open, large white curtains billowing out like clouds upon the stiff, freezing wind.

“Re’covic shard! Tu’ ser me’cuthra dranduran! Pro K‘ ser re‘covic…”

“Napa? Why the fuck are you shouting for?” The prince exclaimed, leaning further out the window to take in with wide eyes the seen that unfolded just outside his window.

“THAT FLEE BAG BETRAIED US!” Napa snarled, spittle flying from his lips, his fangs glistening in the weak afternoon light. Napa held his hand up, a ki blast charged in his fist. “HIM AND HIS BROTHER!”

Vegeta’s attention jumped to the left. “N-no!” He gave a frightened cry before he could control himself. “I-it can’t be!” Falling back from the window, he landed on his ass and closed his eyes willing the image to go away, praying that he hadn’t truly seen what he thought he had seen. But the pictures were etched into his eyelids as if by a sharp piece of ice.

“Come my prince…we can not stay here!” Napa’s large warm hands were on his bear flesh, helping him up.

“No, I don’t think so…” That very cold, very familiar icy voice. “You’re coming back with us.”

Vegeta opened his eyes, a growl erupting from his chest. “FURIZA!!” His eyes had not been deceiving him. Scrambling to his feet, he wrapped his tail around his bare waist. Backing away, his brain finally registered a horrible truth.

Furiza was on earth, and he hadn’t even felt him coming! “K-Karo…” Vegeta felt his heart skip a beat, that couldn’t be his mate standing at the tyrant‘s side. “YOU BASTARD, WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY MATE!”

“Come on, Vegeta, we can’t stay here! We can still escape if we run!” Napa kept whispering, trying to force the Prince to turn and escape. “We can still escape if we run!”

“You’re mate,” Furiza drew out, a wicked grin coming to his lips. “What makes you think he is YOUR mate? He was mine long before you ever came to this planet. Why do you think he lives out here in the middle of the backwaters of space?”

“N-no…Karo…you…I…” Vegeta felt tears sting his eyes when he saw a cold smile spread over his mate’s handsome face.

“That’s right, ‘My Prince’ I’ve played you for a fool…master Furiza KNEW you’d eventually find this planet and escape…he knew…so he planted me here. He told me that I was to make you mine…make you love me…then I was to call him when my mission was complete so I could break your heart to a million fractured pieces.” He turned to the white lizard and dropped to one knee, his fist pressing to his chest. “How did I do, master?

Furiza chuckled, “I say he did a very good job, wouldn’t you, my prince? Both you and Raditzu will be well rewarded for the job you’ve done.”

“Raditzu…not you too?” Vegeta whispered feeling the tears break free of his eyes and fall down his cheeks.

“We can still escape if we run! Why won’t you run!? Can‘t you turn your back on the past?”

“You drove me to it, Vegeta. You’re filthy whore, nothing like a prince should be at all. You were always jumping my bones when you were in heat…you know I’ve a mate…you know Furiza would find out. But you didn’t care and you got Napa hurt! You got me beaten! I LOST MY BABY BECAUSE OF YOU!”

“No…noooo! Raditzu…you came to me…you…you tried to teach me about love…I didn’t want…you forced yourself on me…I…” He sobbed, feeling Napa tug at him now, begging him to run, to escape.

“Oh my…are you about to tell me that you fell in love with this flee bag?” Furiza purred, tangling a hand into Raditzu’s long main.

“We can still escape if we run! Forget about them, you’ll only hurt them….lets run away. Lets escape, lets run from the past!”

“N-no lord furiza…n-never without your order, lord furiza.” Vegeta stuttered, falling into submission as easily as slipping on a comfortable shirt. Why didn’t he just turn and run? Why couldn’t he get his legs to work?

“I think you fell in love with him…just as you’ve fallen in love with Kakkarot….” Furiza purred, yanking Raditzu’s head back. Vegeta watched with wide, horrified eyes as his friend, and nursemaid’s throat was torn open with gleaming white fangs. Blood splattered everywhere.

“NO!” He cried, stumbling backwards and past Napa who stood as if frozen to the floor.

“Get him Kakkarot…” Furiza ordered. “I want to take my pleasure in him.”

“NO! NOT AGAIN!” He sobbed, fleeing the puddle of blood that was slowly coating the floor, spreading out from under the twitching body of his dying friend. Turning, he ran for the door, nearly tripping over his own feet. He was so close, he could feel the warmth of the hall beyond, but with each step he took, the door got further and further away.

“Why do you always try to escape me, you will never get away, my pet.” Vegeta could feel the cold steely grasp of the lizard’s hand on his tail and he yelped in pain, ignoring the sharp stabbing agony shooting up his spine and down into his legs as he tried harder to flee.

Suddenly, as if the world had gone topsy turvy, he was falling, the pain was gone but he could see nothing. Giving a frightened cry, he reached for his ki knowing he had to support himself or he would surely crash to a bloody death.

His ki would not come.

Screaming, he raised his arms before his eyes to block out the new vision that filled his view. Below him awaited thousands of white demons, pitchforks held tightly in their hands all pointed upward as if eagerly awaiting the prince’s arrival.

“Vegeta!”

Vegeta felt the first steely kiss of metal, warmth spreading from the pain in his chest.

“VEGETA!”

Crying out in agony, he felt hundreds of sharp metal prongs stab into him.

“VEGETA! WAKE UP!”

“NO!” Vegeta screamed once more, slapping away the hands that shook him. Sitting up, he nearly toppled out of bed before he realized where he was.

“Shhh…shhh…it’s okay.” Warm, strong arms were around his waist, pulling him close and Vegeta shivered.

“I-it was only a dream…” He whispered in a raged voice, raising a trembling hand to mop away cold sweat. Glancing to the man who held him, he growled. “LET GO OF ME!” Pushing his way out of his mate’s lap he leapt out of bed, pulling on Kakkarot’s sweat pants.

“Vegeta…what’s wrong?” Goku cried from where he still sat, highly confused.

“I’m going out,” He growled, storming out of the room and slamming the door behind him. “NAPA!” He called, reaching out through Raditzu to the other Saiyan, finding that he was outside. Heading towards the front of the house, he threw open the door and marched outside barefooted to see his bodyguard teaching Gohan a new technique.

“Vegeta?” Napa paused in the middle of what he was doing and looked up at his prince. “You seem distressed, what is wrong?” He walked around the small boy who seemed hell bent on getting the form right.

“I had a nightmare.” He stated, looking away in shame.

“Gohan, go chop us some fire wood, won’t you? I am sure your K’nta would be very proud of you if you did.” Napa said over his shoulder. “Vegeta…you idiot…you’re going to get yourself sick walking out in the cold dressed like that! Where are you shoes you baka?”

“Ae’ Sensei!” Gohan exclaimed not realizing that the grownups weren’t paying him any attention. Slowly lifting off of the ground, he showed off his newly learned flying skills by slowly turning towards the tree line and taking off.

“Why didn’t you go to your mate about this? Or Raditzu?” Napa asked softly, kneeling down in the snow before his prince. Forcing the royal to look at him with a gentle hand, he smiled at the other. “Its okay, I won’t laugh at you this time. So…spill. What’s wrong?”

“I had a bad dream…I want to leave.” He stated simply.

“What? What are you talking about?” Napa asked, searching the other’s face. “You’re going to have to be less vague if you want me to help you.”

“Kakkarot is in line with Furiza, I just know it…and...and Raditzu…” He took a deep, shuddering breath. He would not breakdown in front of the other. “We are leaving without Raditzu and Kakkarot.”

‘WHAT!? No…you’re over reacting to a figment of your imagination. I am NOT going to leave my pregnant mate!” Napa growled, climbing to his feet. “You’re out of your mind! Go inside and let Kakkarot warm you up. I am sure he misses your presence.”

Vegeta growled. “I am your prince and you will listen to me…we are leaving…and now…or do you want to be a traitor like the Xesk and his flee bag of a brother! Look…I had a premonition…Kakkarot is working for Furiza…that‘s why he‘s stranded on this damned idiotic planet! Raditzu KNEW he was here…he FAKED the crash and the capture to draw us here! Its all a TRAP! We‘re leaving now before Furiza can recapture us..”

Napa snarled throwing himself forward and into the prince, using his weight to knock the other off balance. Grunting, he wrapped his arms around the startle prince’s waist, hoisting Vegeta’s slight body weight up onto his shoulder. “You’ve become ill with some sickness, but I know the cure.” He grumbled. Storming to the front door he kicked it in and marching into the front hall without bothering to close the door behind him.

“Napa?” Raditzu asked, walking out of the kitchen, a towel in his hands, a faint smear of flour across the bridge of his nose. “What…are you doing with the prince?”

“You and I are going to have a talk…first I’ve got to dump this royal pain in my ass in his room.” Napa said slapping Vegeta on the ass.

“AH! YOU BRUTE! UNHAND ME! RADITZU! MAKE YOURE DAMNED MATE UNHAND ME!” He screeched at the top of his lungs. “YOU’LL REGREAT THE DAY YOU BETRAID ME! YOUR MATE IS GOING TO DIE!”

“Uncle Raditzu? What is Uncle Napa doing with K’tal Vegeta?” Gohan asked having been drawn in from his task by the shouts.

“I’m not sure, but everything is okay hon…are you done training? I don’t think so…get your tail back outside and keep working at that form Napa is teaching you. He’d be pissed to find you slacking while his back is turned.” He pushed the cub back towards the front door knowing that what ever was about to happen was probably something he’d rather not expose Gohan to.

“Napa? Vegeta?” His sharp hearing caught Goku’s confused voice.

“Out of my way.” Napa ordered, gently shoving Goku out of his path. “Don’t you DARE FUCKING move you ass wipe, or I’ll break you god damned tail.” Tossing the enraged prince onto the bed, he found the bag of sex toys he’d given to the couple earlier and retrieved a few sets of hand cuffs. Looking at them, he quickly climbed onto the bed and pined the prince under his massive body weight.

“Wait…what the FUCK are you trying to do to Vegeta?” Goku growled tail snapping behind him as Napa clapped the first set of handcuffs around Vegeta’s wrists.

“Damned I’m glad I had that blue haired witch modify these…” He grumbled to himself, ignoring the obviously upset Goku. Moving lower, he cuffed the madly writhing prince’s ankles together before the prince could get it into his mind to kick. Glowering down at his captive, he shifted his gaze to his bond brother. “The idiot was going to run off…”

“W-what?” Goku asked the anger instantly sapped from him. “What do you mean run off?”

Vegeta snarled. “NAPA YOU TRAITOR! I AM GOING TO SKIN YOU ALIVE WHEN I GET FREE!”

“He said he had a ‘premonition,’ what ever the fuck that is. Said that you were planted here by Furiza and Raditzu is in on the scheme, some shit about a trap or something like that…but…he said that we had to leave you and Raditzu. Don’t know what the fucks wrong with him. Don’t really give a fuck what’s wrong with him….that’s your problem now…I’ll take your son further out into the woods to practice his close combat drills…so don’t worry about making him scream when your fixing his dumb ass…” That being said the giant of a man got up and left the room.

“Napa?”

“Gohans outside training still?” Napa asked, not stopping to answer the question that was so clearly on his mate’s mind.

“I sent him back outside…he was worried about Vegeta and you…“ Raditzu hadn’t seen his mate this angry in a while and he didn’t want to aggravate the problem by asking inane questions. Stopping before a window, Napa looked out, finding something to his liking.

“What’s going on?” Raditzu asked softly, putting a hand on his mate’s shoulder.

Napa moved fast, eyes ablaze, his hand coming to clasp Raditzu’s throat and shove him against the nearby wall. “Are you working for Furiza? So help me god, if you are…”

Raditzu’s eyes were wide and his face had gone pale, he gave a choked ‘no,’ and shook his head.

“What the fuck am I doing?” He growled letting his mate slump to the floor. Looking down at the long haired man, he grimaced when his mate gave a weak groan and vomited. Turning he began to walk away, a bot hovering towards him. Growling in rage, he kicked the thing hard enough to send it flying into the wall and explode into a million pieces across the floor. “Are you done yet?” There was no love in his voice.

He had begun to cry, his soft sobs filling the hallway.

The bald warrior turned towards his mate and snarled. “STAND YOU PATHETIC BITCH!”

Radtizu climbed to his feet, using the wall for support, his legs too shaky to support him fully.

“If I find out that you are helping that son of a bitch…after everything he’s done to our prince…after everything he has done to ME…I’ll rip that kid out of your gut with my bare fucking hands.” Napa growled low in his throat, eyes narrowed at his crying mate.

“Napa…I would NEVER…” He whispered tearful eyes locked on his mate’s face his anger raising the color in his cheeks. “For god’s sake! He’s practically my god damned son! THAT BEAST RAPED MY VEGETA! The only thing I am plotting is the death of the bastard who hurt MY son and MY family!”

Napa grabbed a handful of Raditzu’s hair and yanked the other to him, crushing his mate to his chest he gave the other a possessive kiss. Growling, he pulled back and spat ruefully upon the floor. “Go wash your mouth out and join us outside with Gohan.”

“B-but…what about the dinner I’m making…it will burn…and what of the mess I’ve made…and…”

Napa backhanded his mate. “DON‘T YOU TALK BACK TO ME, RADITZU!”

“Yes…sir.” Raditzu whispered not letting Napa see the tears that fell now.

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Xena

I loved the story. I LOVED THE ENTIRE THING! I would never had thought of raditz and nappa as a couple.but hell THIS ROCKED! I couldn\'t stop reading, Thanks to you for the past week I\'ve been blowing off homework to read this. Its awsome! I hope to see another update, but as I read through the chapters it seems like you have became more and more discoraged in writing it, or disinterested. Don\'t let others bother you, your a good writer just keep going.

Thank you very much for reviewing, but you should not put off doing your homework! Unfortunately I’ve become discouraged with the whole thing. No one seams interested and so I’ve moved it down on my priority list of things that need to get done. Although, it is moving back up there due to the fact that the objective above it is nearly complete. *Namely my DBZ Yaoi Doujinshi for this years yaoi con! www.yaoicon.com* Enjoy this update and keep reading and reviewing!