House of Vegeta

A/U

HOUSE OF VEGETA: Strange Events pt. 33


It was a time of high tension on Vegetaseii. The dominant, warlike
race known as Saiyans lived for violence and bloodshed. Anticipation
of primal conflict only heated their animal blood.

Their ruler, Vegeta Ou convened with the planet's top scientists in
an effort to ascertain the cause of recent Oozaru outbreaks. Such
occurances at random were unprecedented and worrisome. The king
strode about the massive conference hall, pacing as he thought.
Dozens of scientists from every corner of the planet sat at the huge
polished table. All were of considerable reputation and experts in
their field.

The ouji attended as well, his face grim. Arms folded in
consternation as he sat at one end of the conference table.

"As you all know, this has become a dangerous situation. This week
alone, fifty more cases of simultaneous transformation occurred at
various points across the planet."

The Ou continued the thought as he stopped pacing. "Even more
disconcerting is the fact that these changes occurred across
timezones. There was no moon involved!"

Murmurs among the scientists. A grizzled female raised a steel clad
hand.

"May I speak, Ou? My research team has made some progress in that
area."

The King seated himself at the other table end. "By all means,
Arktura."

"Strange and suspicious gamma ray levels have been detected at nearly
every site where these strange transformations occurred."

"Ai, Arktura speaks true!" a lean saiyan bellowed suddenly. It was
Tolvo, a prominent genetic specialist. Everyone turned.

"My group has similiar data. The strength of these rays-"

"If you would let me finish, Tolvo! You'll get your chance!!" Arktura
yelled back.

The Ou motioned them to stop. "Enough. We'll have no petty arguments
amongst ourselves. Nor will there be a repeat of the nonsense that
demolished my castle weeks ago."

"Ai, Ou." both scientists were sullen.

"You were saying, Arktura?"

She coughed. "Strong emanations in concentrated areas provide the
stimulus for oozaru, despite atmospheric conditions."

"But for how long?" The ouji wondered.

"Two weeks to the day, prince. These rays have been sent in pulses,
across the planet surface at targeted locations. We must beware of-"

"Sabotage!!" Hunn yelled from across the table. "It's not biological
warfare exactly, but-"

"Hold, Hunn-"

Yuttela snarled, fangs flashing. "Doesn't anyone find it strange that
with war on the horizon, we're suddenly having this control problem?"

"It could be a tactic." the ouji supplied.

"But from whom and at what origin locations?" the Ou demanded. "We
need answers, and soon!"

Wokkun pulled his shaggy beard, thinking. "We could trace the rays
using a triangular subspace net pattern. Time would be the main
factor."

"How so?"

"Unfortunately, whoever is sending these pulses will have to strike
again before we can react. Stations can be set up as recievers at the
last known attack locations. Once we get a signal, we can get a
wavelength and speed direction."

Murmurs of approval around the table. Vegeta no Ouji looked about at
them all.

"The military are in conference this week at Alna. Once they return,
the war council sessions in proper will begin at the castle. Relay
your preliminary data via zone mail, use scramble code zi."

"We have the immediate problem of containment until we find the
source." Vegeta Ou reminded them all.

"We know the source, Ou!" Zumblu exploded. "That white faced worm is
behind this...true to his nature, the coward strikes unseen."

Growls and snarls filled the great hall as tails puffed, lashing
wildly.

"Huhh" the Ou grunted. "Frieza's many things, but no coward. That
worm has cut a path of blood across the galaxy, but it ends here!"

Still another scientist piped up, Gennai. Her sharp features were
smug. "Ai, you refer to our 'classified' weapons, ne?"

"You will keep silent on such matters, until the formal war council
begins."

"Ai, Ou."

"Frieza clearly intends to use our nature against us."

"Then he's a damn fool, father!!" the fiery ouji bellowed. "Such
arrogance...does he realize what he toys with? A planet of oozaru set
loose in the galaxy?!"

Wild eyes all around relished the thought with sinister laughs.

"Off planet, Vegeta." the Ou was stern. "Should everyone transform on
Vegetaseii, it would be doomed by our own hands."

"Is that Frieza's goal?" Gennai wondered. "It makes no sense...we
worked well in his employ, better than any other race!"

The Ou's face set. "Hn, all the more reason to destroy us. We pose
the biggest threat, and to a tyrant, serious opposition must be
eliminated."

"Saiyans bow to none! Stinking egg layers."

"Coola is a factor also, o King." Yuttela added. "His fleet is quite
extensive past the Muraki System."

"One battle at a time, scientists." the ouji stated. "Back to the
original topic here...how to contain current outbreaks?"

"Standard gamma stunners will have to be boosted for the general
populace." Arktura remarked.

"It could take weeks to have everyone's stunner adjusted."

"Perhaps not, oujian...if a general order is posted today and
broadcast on satellite, we calculate the entire population could
convert their equipment at all waystations in three days."

The Ou was impressed. "That's done, then. Contact every waystation
and have them activate the upgrades. We can't afford planet damage at
this juncture."

"I don't like the idea of us being reactive instead of proactive."
the Prince complained. "Frieza clearly has a network in this sector."

"That will be a topic at the war council, when our military
commanders return." The Ou reminded them all. "All of you, get to the
waystations with your staffs and coordinate production of the new
equipment. In one hour I'll post the general order."

They all stood, bowing.

The Ou stood last. "Go, you have your orders."

"Odabba!!" they thundered in unison before striding out.

The prince approached his king. "Father, what do you suppose the
purpose of this attack is?"

The Ou glanced over at a viewscreen that showed the stars. "A
diversion."

****

Raditz had been feeling strange all day. Having deboarded his red
ranger crew an hour earlier, he decided to relax at the public baths.
His old friend, Humoz, accompanied him as they strolled through town.

"So how'd the survelliance go?"

Raditz stretched as they walked. "No open hostilities or sighted
ships, but some strange gamma wavelengths were found."

Humoz kept his voice low. "Haven't you heard? There's already been
some big session today at the castle on that topic."

"Hn...you have any runners in the castle that could find out more?"

"Already done. It seems as though gamma rays are being used to induce
oozaru transformations. All the top scientists agree the best way to
counteract it is to have everyone report to waystations and get their
gamma stunners upgraded. Outposts have triangulated rays being
emitted just past our solar system. You can guess who's behind this!"

"Ai, but what's with Frieza? Does he truly expect a cowardly ploy
will win the war?"

"Probably not, it['s just a precursor to his true attack. You know
how he regards our people. What better way to fight than let the
enemy destroy itself?"

"Asshole. Too many conquests have fuelled his arrogance."

Humoz nodded, grinning. "We've got the cure, alright. How's that
pretty chibi of yours?"

Broad grin. "Fine...she's really something, Humoz. And she smells
like fresh elba blooms in the spring!"

His friend laughed, shaking his head. "Fool...I didn't ask you how
she smelled! You like being a father, eh?"

A deep purr rumbled in the burly saiyan's chest. "It feels like a
constant heat that warms my bones."

"Sounds almost like jungle run to me. Figure out who the mother is
yet?"

Dark features frowned momentarily. "No, but I can't worry about that
right now. Not with a full scale war on the horizon."

"Maybe not, but it could be a problem down the road."

A snarl. "Nobody takes my daughter, Humoz. Speaking of jungle
run...what happened with you and Aba?"

Humoz turned red. "I'd rather not discuss it."

Raditz gave him a smug look. "You're tighter than an ass tick...I
have to admit, Aba's one cute piece of tail. Didn't you enjoy
yourself?"

"Ask your stupid brother, he got all the shit started."

A laugh. "Now you're gonna blame him? Did he make you go after her?!"

"He dragged her out there in the first place!!"

"Ahh...more happened than you're saying."

They approached the health spa. Humoz jabbed a finger at Raditz.

"Don't give me that...you were gonna fight over her, too! I know the
real reason-"

Raditz folded his arms, still smug. "Yeah, but I didn't run off with
her. Kakarot tells me she hasn't shown up much at the training
facility since. I wonder why?"

Humoz clamped shut.

"It's okay, 'daddy'!" sick laugh.

"Shut up. She doesn't know that yet!!"

Innocent shrug. "We'll go out later and celebrate. All the candied
boar heads you can eat! Bet your old man's not too happy."

"You're a real clown."

"Yeah, well..." Raditz growled suddenly, tossing his head about. Wild
hair stood on end in a rakish pattern.

Humoz stared. "What the hell's wrong with you-"

Flame red eyes were wild as Raditz roared, hair bursting over his
body. Humoz jumped back, yelling a warning.

"HUNOSIE!!" (ATTACK!!)

It was the primal cry of oozaru warning for saiyans. They barely
scattered in time, cursing and swearing. A towering were ape stood
over them all, stomping the ground like thundrous earthquake.
Deafening, monstrous roars could be heard for miles around.

Humoz ducked in a nearby alley, nearly laughing to himself. "No
wonder saiyans scare everyone else shitless." Busy hands reached for
his gamma stunner.

Raditz meanwhile blundered through the city streets, causing massive
destruction in his wake. Pavement was crushed. Sonic booms shattered
office windows. Massive fists pulverized building tops. Power
crackled from the wild mane.

Saiyans took such destruction in stride, since oozaru was a natural
state with unpredictable results. They crowded at strategic spots
everywhere, aiming their gamma stunners at the mammoth were-ape.

The only disadvantage to being oozaru was being such a large target.
Seconds later the air filled with bright beams striking the massive
chest. The attack had the appearance of hitting a proverbial
battleship with spitballs.

But saiyans knew their own. Gamma beam stunners were extremely
effective devices. Raditz stopped his rampage, shrinking and shifting
back. He collapsed in a dead end street.

Saiyans immediately raced to him.

"Yatta...lookit, another one!"

"Dude, you alright?"

"It's happening everywhere..."

Raditz stared at the approaching crowd, the remnants of his armor in
thin strips. He was too stunned to move, sitting against a brick
wall.

"Keep it down, you slarggs...you're giving me a headache!"

A chunky female saiyan in dented battle gear leered. "Hn, sweetcakes.
Should I kiss all that and make it better?"

"Back off, Reeva. Can't you see he's messed up?!" another voice.

"Krukka, what a piece!" another more attractive female pushed
forward, licking her lips. "Say, baby...what are you doing next
jungle run, hn?" dark eyes shone in lustful hope.

Raditz couldn't get his head cleared enough to answer. A tubby saiyan
with a handlebar moustache elbowed the women back.

"Slakkas. Back off! It's another gamma attack, and we don't have time
for this shit. Go sit in some ice!!"

The thickset female jammed back. "Stuff it, you pig. We''ll look at
anything we damn well please!!"

Still another female edged up with a mass of hair similar to
Raditz. "Hn, we could play hide in the mane! Besides, I like the way
he stinks."

A massive saiyan grabbed her. "What are you doin' talkin' to him,
Revku?"

Her fist clanged off his chest armor, denting it. "That's enough,
Udokk. You didn't even call on me last week!"

The group started pushing and shoving. It was a ridiculous mix of
lust and anger, with the females purring and the males attempting to
get them away (there were a few males purring also, making the chaos
worse). Still another voice rang out.

"Stand away, all of you!" Humoz commanded, bounding down the alley.

Uncertainty filled the crowd at his appearance. "Looks like the
heat." murmured someone. "See his armor? It's imperial issue..."

A fat saiyan waddled over. "If this is official buisness-"

"It is, blimp. Now stay over there with the others!" Humoz helped his
friend up.

The portly one pulled his heavy beard. "Ahem, I'm of the outer
council district of Nunge-"

Humoz steadied his staggering friend. "I'm glad for you. Minor
officials aren't allowed security clearance."

Thick jowls wiggled around sharp teeth. "We outnumber you, elite.
Care to take us all on?"

"Before or after you burst like a mellon? Don't be a fool."

The troublemaker looked around for support, but got none. Humoz
laughed. "It seems as if your would be army has more brains than you!"

"Bah." a thick hand waved in dismissal.

Raditz squinted at the sunlight. "How the hell did this happen,
Humoz?"

Humoz grinned. "Later, buddy. We need to get you out of here first."

The maned saiyan stared at the nosy crowd, and several interested
females. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. Before they make you a meal."

****

Bardock relaxed in his private quarters aboard the _Razzur._ Purring
and stretching across a sparse bunkbed, he read a military journal.

A small buzz from his private intercomm interrupted his thoughts.

"Report."

"Commander, we're viewing transmissions from homeworld regarding the
strange transformations."

"Any updates on the gamma radiation beams?"

"Commander Regur has sent us his findings from the _Bludd._ His
report will be brought to you directly."

Bardock thought a moment. "Are you capturing direct satellite feed?"

"Ai. The _Slasskur,_ _Jupur,_ and _Fangge_ are all within range. A
conference call is requested."

"Excellent. Set up the viewscreen, I'll cross conference directly
from here."

"Ai, commander."

Bardock closed the transmission on his private screen briefly,
brooding. A blood chilling smile curved his lips.

"Silly worm...you want to play? Fine! I'll be the first to stomp your
guts into a mudhole."

****

Raditz found himself in a downtown auxiliary medical center, being
questioned. He wasn't alone. All who transformed under gamma attack
were sequestered in a large public conference room area. Many of
Vegetaseii's worldwide media were in attendance.

It was a zoo. Hundreds of reporters shoved and pushed, competing for
the best sound bite. Irritated saiyans responded to questioning as
best they could from the local authorities.

Raditz sat with the group. Cameras jammed at him and the others from
all directions.

"What did you feel before the attack?"

"Nothing. It happened too suddenly."

"Do you have any memory of the event?"

"No."

Microphones stuck everywhere as the others answered similiar
questions. A noted national physician pushed for space.

"Hold, all of you. This conference is now closed."

Reporters murmured everywhere. "Look, its Yarunn from the medical
council-"

"Must be top secret-"

"Stop pushing!!" the physician bellowed, snarling. "There will be no
further interviews at this time!"

"But what about the source of the Gamma attacks?"

"Does the government suspect Frieza?"

"How do we prevent-"

The irritated saiyan lifted her hands in cease. No more interviews.
Direct all questions to Hadarre (Administrator) Toslonn!"

The conference room burst into noise, as hundreds attempted to talk
at once.

****

Bardock observed the proceedings through a secondary viewscreen
aboard ship. The other commanders likewise watched the spectacle as
they conferenced.

Regur spoke first. "Bardock, the number of gamma attacks grows."

"Ai, Regur..."

"We'll have to concentrate our efforts towards sector six...that
seems to be the-"

Another commander broke in suddenly. "Hold, all! My lieutenant brings
key news!"

Bardock grunted. "Relay it, Sostor."

"We've triangulated the signals from a fairly consistent pattern.
There seems to be some sort of transmitter located in the asteroid
belt behind the moon."

Wurlugg of the _Fannge_ spoke next. "That's consistent with my
scouting reports. Aliens have been seen setting up bases in that
area. My troops had a few minor skirmishes before pulling out."

"Why did you pull out?" Bardock was curious.

"We wanted them overconfident so we could find the mainframe behind
their operations. Otherwise they would flee and set up elsewhere."

"Hn."

Yulrock entered the conversation from the _Slasskur._ "That
conference concerns me, commanders. Though the attacks appear random,
a great deal of elites are showing equal vulnerability. Clearly
Frieza intends to use our natures against us."

"True enough" Wurlugg agreed. "Bardock, was that your brat among the
interviews? My reports say he rampaged in a city limit."

Bardock sighed. "My oldest. Do you have any footage?"

"Hai. We've direct hardcopy of previous surveillance. All instances
of spontaneous oozaru transformations over the past week have been
dated and stored."

"Commanders, listen...transcribe copies to your ship databases and
review everything. We're looking for any kind of pattern that may
present itself."

"What about the gamma bases? We have the locations." Yulrock stated.

Bardock growled. "Do a second scouting, and see if they're heavily
protected by some device or weapon. We don't want any surprises!"

"Ai" the commanders acknowledged before signing out.

****

Bardock pulled off his armor, thinking.

_I see Frieza's plan...he wants us to be the instrument of our own
destruction, while he razes the remnants._

A growl rose in his chest, tail puffing as it lashed.

"In the name of Vegenaaz prime, it will not be!!"

****

Raditz felt strangely weak as Humoz drove the helipod back to the
barracks.

"You don't look good, Raditz...maybe I should take you to a medical
facility."

The weary saiyan leaned back in his seat. "No, I just need rest."

A pause. "Where's Xenna? You can't get her in the shape you're in."

"She's fine, I left her at the castle. The naa'ti (nursekeepers)
there are excellent."

Humoz gave a strange smile as he drove on. "She deserves the best."

****

Bardock lay quietly in his dimmed quarters, watching taped oozaru
outbreaks. A heavy sigh as he popped in yet another datachip.

"Let's see your problem, Raditzsu."

He saw the sudden, unnatural eruption that ripped his son into
oozaru. Devastation as he ran amuck. Stunner beam attack by other
saiyans. The collapse in a nearby street, Humoz at his side.

_Humoz...good looking boy._

Bardock frowned, an odd stray thought filtering through his mind.
_That boy reminds me of someone, but I can't place it. His face..._

Shaking his head in annoyance, he turned the screen off. "Enough. I
need something to eat."

****

Kakarot watched his latest group train, dark eyes noting every move
of precision. He was pleased.

_Hn, everyone aches for war...it can't come soon enough!_

Glancing at the chronometer on the wall, he noted it was breaktime.

"Bedande, kedd'a su! Enough!"

Shouts filled the room as sweaty saiyans stretched in pause.

"About time, Kakarot. I thought you were trying to kill us!" a
trainee bellowed.

The wild one laughed. "You're always complaining, Aglcokk. How the
hell do you expect to be an elite fighter if I go soft on you?"

A tall, saiyan patted his midsection. "Yeah, oujian...I couldn't get
rid of this gut until I got in your program. Soldiers at war can't be
fat!!"

"Good progress for three weeks, Bugo. All of you, go to break for
half an hour."

****

The wild one smiled to himself, his own blood heating in
anticipation. _Soon, Frieza...you'll see the true power of Vegetasei!_

With a soft sigh, he went towards his office. Scenting someone
familiar come up behind him, the dark saiyan turned.

"Aba?"

The curvy saiyan was all smiles, as usual. "Hail, Kakarot. An
excellent class today, eh?"

"True. You've been absent quite a bit lately."

She walked along, eyeing him seductively. "You know why, ouijan. I
needed time to find out-"

Kakarot glanced around and realized they were being stared at. Eyes
everywhere were widening.

He grabbed Aba's arm, pulling her down the corridor. "That
conversation's not for here, Aba!"

"You worry too much about public opinion."

"I can't afford to be careless, Aba."

"They believe what they want, Kakarot. Our voices were discreet."

She followed him into his office. He nearly turned into her.

"Aba!!"

She closed the door behind them. "Don't you want to know the test
results?"

He balled his fists. "What for? I'm not involved in any way."

"No? Despite everything that happened between us during jungle run?"

"Nothing happened between us!" he hissed, flushing. "You went with
Humoz."

"True. The tests are negative, Kakarot. No chibi."

He shrugged, moving away. She smelled too good. "So why tell me?
Humoz is the one you should be talking to."

"All in good time." she looked at him, undulating her tail.

Kakarot growled at her. "Aba."

Her tail kept waving as she crossed the room. "We'd be so good
together, ouijan. I know you sense it, too."

"Get out of my face, woman. You have a mate, and so do I!"

"Ai, but my bones aren't satisfied."

"Maybe you chose poorly." he moved away from her again. "I didn't."

"Are my charms so poor you wouldn't even consider-"

"Bedattka, woman! Get out of here, before I break your neck!" her
scent was strengthening, grating his nerves now.

She stalked him slowly. "I think not."

He stood his ground, glaring at her. "You think I won't?"

The space between them closed to nil as she stared into his
eyes. "I've given you no reason."

Kakarot had taken refuge in anger, attempting to avoid desire. It
wasn't working. Aba was built for chaos, curves given flesh. Lustrous
dark spikes framed the lovely face in a spray. And those lips...

Sooty lashes looked at him. "You haven't thrown me out yet."

"I will." his own voice sounded strange to his ears.

She purred softly. "I meant what I said that night...a chibi,
Kakarot."

He pushed away her tail as it brushed his hip. "Leave or I'll toss
you."

She held out her arms in a taunt. "Seems like I've heard that before.
I know what I want, Kakarot. Granted, I have a mate but he doesn't
compare to you."

"Are you insane? My mate would burn you down if he were here right
now!"

"I'm not foolish enough to anger our ouji-"

"Persist in this and you will, Aba. I consider you a friend, but if
you keep this up-"

Her tail tip brushed his face again, tickling with scent. "A weakness
of mine, I'm afraid...the more I want something the more determined I
get."

Kakarot closed his eyes briefly, trying to blot out her scent in his
mind.

"You do, hmm?"

Dark eyes snapped open. "What are you talking about, Aba?!"

"You love the way I smell, handsome."

"I didn't say that!"

"Surely" she stroked his hair.

Kakarot disentangled her hands. "No more of this, Aba. I love my
mate. And ONLY my mate!"

She leaned into him, pressing noses. "And yet you haven't thrown me
out. Perhaps we'll make friends?"

Dark eyes lowered on her. "Aba..." his tail fluffed again.

Lips brushed. "Very good friends..."

Her scent wrapped around him like heat, tightening his body.
Bardock's voice echoed vaguely in his head.

_Everyone has control until the first sniff..._

****

"I'll kill him."

"Vegeta?"

"Kakarot, father...I sense his distraction and lust."

The king lounged as they relaxed in the royal chambers. "Perhaps he
thinks of you."

The ouji paced, his tail stiff. "No...this is directed outward."

The Ou was keen now. "It can hardly be a threat to your bond!"

A pause. "I'm not certain. The war is making everyone strange,
father. That, and the gamma attacks."

"They concern me most right now." the Ou agreed. "Our people are so
sensitive to moon energy, I worry about consequences."

"Such as?"

"Impaired judgement, along the lines of instinct. These oozaru
transformations are merely a symptom. We're being bombarded with a
constant low stream of moon energy."

The ouji spun at that. "What? You said nothing of this at the
council!"

The Ou swished his drink, thinking. "I wasn't certain, at first. But
I sense a constant state of agitation in everyone."

"Have you relayed this yet?"

"Tomorrow I will. The atmosphere will be tested for overall levels,
and if what I suspect is true..."

Vegeta no Ouji fell into a seat, stunned. "All hell could break
loose."

****

Simultaneous outbreaks of oozaru continued over the next few hours.
Officials were alarmed at the increasing frequency, but also reported
cases of uncontrolled behavior in normal state. Saiyans were going
about everywhere in sexual pursuit, without rhyme or reason. Mates
betrayed mates, friends betrayed lovers.

Worried scientists convened once again to confirm the Ou's fears. The
planetary surface was being bombarded with low grade moon energy,
causing bizarre and unpredictable behavior. Even for a saiyan, the
streets weren't safe.

Humoz and Raditz were finding out the hard way. Enroute to the
barracks via helipod, they were shot at and forced down. Humoz
managed to guide the craft into a small park.

"What the hell is everybody doing?!" an angry Raditz glared out the
viewscreen.

Humoz shook his head in shock as a mob approached the wrecked
helipod. "I don't get it. We're shot down in casual space by
civilians? What bullshit is this?!"

A chunky saiyan approached the vehicle first, followed by several
others. "Get out of that pod. Now!!"

Humoz and Raditz looked at each other.

"Who the f- are you supposed to be?!" Humoz demanded.

"Juguakk, punk. Now get out!"

"Go fuck yourself, blimp. An imperial officer dosen't listen to
street trash!"

"Street trash, are we?" a female stood forward, her face
scarred. "We'll see about that. Attack!!"

Raditz was moving out of the helipod already, practically leaping
through the closed door.

"Buldoons!!" he snarled, preparing to fight...

****

Aba coiled her tail around Kakarot's, ruffling it.

"Hn...you make big, pretty cubs. I've seen your get."

He pushed off reluctantly, head buzzing. "Ai. Only with my mate, Aba."

She squeezed his ass cheeks. "Perhaps one more, Kakarot?"

"Shit...will you quit pawing me, woman?!"

Aba curled against him, purring. "Your own fault, oujian...surely
many still chase your charms, despite the threat of our prince."

"That isn't the point-" they banged against a wall. Her lips were too
close again.

"Our party under moon was interrupted. I was quite warm that night."
She lowered long lashes, wrapping arms around.

"Hai, well enough" Kakarot felt heat tingle his skin. It was getting
harder to concentrate.

Aba nibbled his lower lip. "Am I beautiful, Kakarot? You nearly told
me so in the jungle."

He rubbed against her now, caution fading with hot blood. "Very" a
purr.

Light kiss. "And we're just good friends?" Aba undulated her tail,
musking him.

Kakarot grabbed her, stimulated beyond control. "Rrrrr..." sharp
teeth caught her ear. They kissed wildly. Kakarot swept his arm over
the desk, clearing it of clutter. Grabbing Aba, he fell over her on
the hard surface.

****

Vegeta no Ouji had experienced many strange events, but nothing like
this. He was propositioned at every turn by servants and elites
alike. Dark eyes glazed with lust everywhere, pressing him into
corners while hands clutched his ass. Only royal training allowed him
the restraint not to burn them down.

He ducked down a quiet alcove, needing space to think. _This is
insane...everyone's acting like it's red moon. Damn Frieza!!_

The handsome prince felt tingling heat burst his bones. He ached as
warm glow suffused his body, settling a hot knot in his groin.

Vegeta grabbed himself, grateful no one could see. _Fuck...I'll be
yanking off at this rate!_

He darted into a rest area to do just that.

****

The King was having his own problems. Lurking about the upper
corridors, he actively sought out someone, anyone to rub against.

Vegeta Ou clutched himself, raging in inner turmoil. _A plague on
this...can't think! Frieza's made us our own worst enemy, the worm.
Now saiyans everywhere are out of control, and there's nothing to do.
Nothing!!_

A weird leer curled handsome features. _Hn, except screw..._

Another turn as he staggered along, body swollen. An attractive
servant bounded his way. It was Verva, one of the cooks. Curves were
clad in a plain gray unisuit. Her tail swished invitingly. Brown
spikes framed her face in a spray, tumbling to her shoulders.

The Ou licked his lips. "Ah, Verva...you dare strut the upper
chambers, in this wing?"

Her dark eyes were enormous as she looked down. "My king is in
distress...forgive my brazen approach, but you smelled tasty. I
couldn't resist, and followed you here!"

Vegeta Ou appraised her. Cute, in an everyday sort of way with a nice
body. She would do.

"Was my trail so strong, woman?"

She nearly slobbered, stalking up to him. "Hai, my king. I had to
fight off several others to locate your mark. The castle's wild,
everyone tries for it!!"

The Ou moved at her, tail lashing. "Ah...impressive."

Silken arms embraced his powerful form. "And now, milord?"

Vegeta Ou dragged her down another corridor. "Come here, my dear..."

****

It was a good but bloody fight. Humoz and Raditz staggered through
the park after their melee with the others. The ragged pair stumbled
through the woods, wounds slowing their progress.

Raditz collapsed in tall grass, heaving. His upper armor was ripped
away, revealing several bloody gashes in his bronzed chest.

"Humoz...wait. I need a minute."

The handsome saiyan dropped to his side. "Ai, I could stop a bit
myself."

Raditz wiped away blood trickling down his forehead. "What's going
on, Humoz? Everyone's acting insane."

His friend stretched out alongside, one eye swollen. "Remember the
reports we heard over the radio? The science council sounded almost
panicked about the gamma ray attacks. Transformations are occuring at
random everywhere. I even heard some rumor about constant
bombardment."

Raditz stared in shock. "Do you realize what that means if it's true?
Frieza will have won without lifting a finger!"

"Even an idiot can see his plan."

Raditz smiled ruefully. "A pity he's not on planet right now, or I
think this war would have a swift conclusion. A stray oozaru might
scrape his remains off a foot."

Humoz stroked the thick mane of hair, caked somewhat with grime and
blood. "A good thought. Raditz..."

"Hn?" their eyes locked, sparkling with a strange light. "Feel
strange..."

"Do you? Damn, I feel so hot all of a sudden."

The maned saiyan glanced up at his friend, eyes roaming in lust.
Humoz was well cut and handsome, his somewhat angular face
highlighted by a trim goatee. Sharp sideburns only emphasized his
keen features.

"Humoz...I'm horny, you know?"

A sniff. Humoz purred softly, stroking his companion again. "Krukka,
you smell wonderful, Raditzsu...I always thought so!"

Eyes slitted now. "Hn, I like your stink too..."

Humoz leaned over him. "Haven't we always been there for each other?"

"Hai..."

"Now I'll eat you up!!" Humoz lapped blood from the golden chest,
growling. Raditz clutched him close, lust burning his bones. Sweet
tongue strokes over his nipples drove him to madness.

_Maybe I should thank Frieza..._

****

The prince tired of yanking off. Saiyans needed heat, scent and
contact. He was going to get some, one way or the other. Stalking
purposely through the corridors, he planned to take the first warm
tail he saw.

He didn't have to go far. A captain of the third rank sauntered his
way, eyes rimmed in red. His lanky form reeked of musk.

"My ouji!" the saiyan rasped, tail lashing. "I would serve
you...now!!"

Vegeta no Ouji licked his lips. "Come on, then!!"

****

Bardock couldn't believe what he was hearing via satellite. He
laughed bitterly at the bridge of his lightship.

"Commander, it's incredible" a junior officer stared at screens. "We
can't go on planet surface right now."

"No, Nuggot. Not unless you plan on joining the party!"

Another officer piped up, Uigii. "It's a good thing rut season is
weeks away. Still, I shudder to think at the consequences if these
gamma attacks continue for any length of time."

Bardock balled a fist. "They won't. That stinking worm hasn't won
anything yet. No doubt he gloats at his handiwork!"

"His own death warrant, Commander. When our people recover, they'll
be more pissed than ever."

Bardock sat at his command console, sighing. He knew what his mate
was doing, in the back of his mind.

_Trashy skank..._

"Commander?"

"Hn?"

"You seem preoccupied. What is our plan?"

"We follow our fleet into the triangulated area. Any alien ships will
be destroyed on sight."

Snarls and growls filled the bridge.

****

They nearly tore the office apart. Kakarot rode Aba mercilessly over
the desk. The pretty saiyan bounced hard, her wild hair flying in
every direction. Strong hands clutched her ass as corded thighs
pounded her from behind. Her tail wrapped Kakarot's neck as the
handsome saiyan arched over her, sweat popping across her curvy back.
The dark head flew back as he poured into her, roaring. He barely
heard her screech in orgasm.

The desk crashed to the floor, unable to withstand their lovemaking.
The two saiyans rolled off shards of wood, kissing in a tangle on the
floor. Aba finally pulled up for air, gasping.

"Krukka!! Be mine, Kakarot!" she heaved, eyes wild. Sharp nails dug
into his arms.

Kakarot sat back and looked around, as if seeing everything for the
first time. He leaned heavily against the wall, closing his eyes.

"Shiksha...what's going on here?!"

Aba licked his ear. "We made love, beautiful ouijan. Once more...I
still want a chibi!"

Kakarot rubbed his eyes. The world was spinning out of control. "Aba,
don't you see what's happening? The gamma attacks are responsible for
this!"

Aba snarled softly. "Bah. There were no attacks the night of jungle
run when we were interrupted!"

He shook her, anger clearing his head from the haze of lust. "This
should never have happened!"

She smirked at him. "We'll see. Frieza will be dealt with soon
enough, Kakarot. You and I have more immediate concerns."

"No we don't!"

Aba purred to herself, smoothing her hair. "Our chibi, I think. Let
time decide."

He grinned at her wickedly. "Not unless you can carry a baby in your
ass, Aba. That would be one hell of a miracle!"

Lovely features tightened in fury. She punched him, knocking his head
into the wall.

"This isn't over, Kakarot!"

Snarling, she grabbed the remnants of her clothing and stalked out
butt naked. He pulled his head free, shaking broken concrete from his
hair. A growl as he glared at the door.

_Bitch._

****

The Ou sipped a small glass of wine as he sat in the corridor. Satin
robes were shredded in a puddle all around him. At his side slept a
contented Verva, a smile evident on her face in repose.

Vegeta Ou laughed at the scene. _Haven't done this shit since I first
rutted, screwing on the floor in hallways. I remember the look on
Regent Argon's face when he caught me humping his daughter._

A sigh. _Forgive me, Bardock...but being king doesn't exempt me from
being saiyan._

Verva stirred to wakefulness, dark eyes clouded with heat. A smile
curved her lips as she rolled up.

"Hn, my King was perfection itself...another round, eh?"

The Ou growled at her. "Begone, wench. You'll say nothing of this
incident to anyone!"

"You dare treat me as though I'm disposable?!"

The Ou stared. Her response was symptomatic of the lunacy pervading
his people. She was the lowest of third class, with a maximum power
rating of 150. He could destroy her with a random thought, yet here
she was challenging him as if they were equals.

"Don't bellow at me, woman. Be grateful I understand the situation."

Verva looked him over, then boldly grabbed his wine glass and sipped
from it.

"You presume too much!"

Short fingers stroked his cheek. "Ah, I understand...you wish to
maintain a low profile."

"Ha!"

"Come to my chambers later, o King. I'll make you forget Regent
Bardock ever existed!"

Vegeta strained to keep from laughing at her. "I'll keep that in
mind." he stood, wrapping the remnants of his robes about himself.

"Get up, Verva. Go to your rooms!"

She stood, giving a saucy flip of tail. "Ai, my Ou...remember what I
said!" she wrapped a blanket around herself.

He pointed. "Go down the southern access corridor."

Verva shrugged. "With what's going on everywhere, who'll even notice
me?"

The Ou watched her go. _Pure stupid._

****

Raditz and Humoz wrapped around each other in warm afterglow. They
nuzzled quietly behind tall shrubs.

Lazy kiss. "Remind me again how well we fit..."

"I've said it a hundred times, Raditzsu. Why do you run from me?"

Red rimmed eyes slitted as a thick thigh lifted up, crossing
another. "I never ran from you, not really."

Humoz ran his hands slowly down a fat ass. "Cretin. You know how I
feel!"

"Humoz, this isn't the time or place!"

"Hn, some more screwing won't hurt...any more than my cock hurts
right now!"

Strong hands wedged golden legs apart. Raditz heaved, stroking
himself.

"Not again...you nearly killed me last time!"

Humoz licked his nose. "A good way to die, then" he shoved into
slippery heat. Raditz arched and moaned beneath him, wrapping his
thighs around the strong waist. The handsome face flushed in ecstacy.

"More" he arched against his lover, clawing a broad back. Humoz
howled with each thrust, tail slapping golden flesh with deliciously
painful strokes. A furry whip coiled heavy balls, squeezing them
hard. Raditz mewed beneath him, grinding hips in a frenzy of motion.
His leaking cock was squashed between their hot flesh, the pressure
nearly making him come. His own tail slithered behind Humoz, seeking
equally tight heat and finding it.

Humoz bucked, shrieking as he was penetrated by the wiggling tail.
Fingers poked up his ass, stretching him to the limit. In turn he
pounded Raditz into the ground, pushing deeper, harder...

Raditzsu roared, color dotting his vision as his spine went molten
hot, stabbing fire to his balls. Humoz stroked his sweet spot again
and again, riding high as his own pleasure crested...

It was a typical saiyan coupling. Fast, hot and hard. Raditz yowled
like a loon, shooting his load in thick splatters everywhere. Humoz
caught flying cream on his tongue as it struck his face. Raditz
fingered his hole one last time, sending him over the edge. Humoz
immediately shattered, screeching as he flooded his lover's ass in a
baptism of sticky heat.

Raditz lay limply in the grass, blissfully content. "Krukka, no
wonder I love you." he groaned, eyes closing.

Humoz plopped over him in sweet exhaustion. "You finally said it..."

Dark eyes snapped open in shock. "Humoz you don't understand.
Everyone's crazy right now because of the gamma-"

The dark saiyan nipped his throat. "It's too late for denials,
sweetheart. We both knew this would happen sooner or later."

Raditz rolled him to his side, gripping cable like arms. "Will you
listen? We can't trust this feeling, until the source of the attacks
are known."

Eyes like pits bored into him. /Can we trust this?/

Reacting without thinking, Raditz responded. /No! This isn't
possible...when?!/

Slow kiss. /Remember the last time we were together?/

Raditz pulled up. "We didn't bond! That was...we both needed each
other."

Humoz grinned lazily. /Then why are we in each other's heads, hn?/

Raditz shook his great mane. "Dammit, not this, not now! I've got
enough to deal with in my life."

Soft snarl. "Such as?"

"A daughter. My status, among other things."

Humoz glanced away briefly. "Your daughter I know about, but what's
the rest?"

"I can't say-"

Humoz grabbed him. "You don't trust me?! After everything-" he
stopped abruptly.

Raditz blinked. "What the hell are you talking about, Humoz? First I
find out we have a pre-existing bond, and now you hint at something
else. What is it!"

Humoz glanced at the treetops. "Nothing. Maybe you're right about
what we feel. The whole damn planet's loony right now."

"That doesn't explain our bond. I don't even know how deep it is."

Humoz went to a stream to rinse off. "I do."

****

The Ouji and his 'captain' spent a pleasant hour sucking each other
to exhaustion on a conference room floor. Vegeta rolled on his back,
licking lips clean.

"Hn...your name, Captain?"

The other saiyan breathed heavily, grinning. His partial erection
hung over a thigh.

"Cuzoii, Lord Prince. My parents are parliament members from the
fifth legion."

Vegeta leaned back languidly on his elbows, nude from the waist down.
He noted the medium brown coloring of his companion. "Ah...you're
second class then."

Dark eyes glinted in a square face. "Hai, milord. I trust you were
served well, hn?"

A smirk. "When the next session commences, I want you at my private
table."

Cuzoii blinked in surprise. "You want me...at the royal table?!"

"Ai, you have my personal invitation as dinner guest. Bring your
parents as well!"

The captain pulled himself, still horny. "I must repay my prince for
his graciousness." he crawled over to Vegeta and promptly sucked him
like a maniac.

Vegeta arched in delight. "Shit!!"

****

"HA HA HA HAAAAA!!!"

"Oh, it's hilarious..."

"Didn't I tell you, brother? Dodoria has reported the inital attack a
success."

Coola chuckled, barely able to contain himself. "I must admit, it's a
stroke of genius...you don't even get your hands dirty!"

Frieza lounged in a plush chair. "Not to mention the entertainment
value being off the charts...we've live satellite feed on Vegetaseii."

"From this distance? How is that possible?"

"The signal is being bounced across a nearby asteriod belt. I have
agents stationed there, using gamma transmitters."

Coola swished his drink, smirking. "How long will you sustain
bombardment?"

"Until the stupid apes wreck their own planet."

"Ha! No more than three weeks, I'd say..."

Frieza gulped his drink. "Zarbon tells me the king monkey succumbs as
well...he was able to isolate images of the fool screwing on a floor
with a vassal."

****

Dodoria and Zarbon sat in a small, darkened room. Live satellite feed
projected across numerous screens, depicting the chaos on Vegetaseii.

Dodoria fanned himself. "Mercy...are all those monkeys so
well...endowed? Even the rejects pack a load."

Zarbon watched numerous sexual scenes, licking his lips. "Damn...look
at them go!"

"Do they hump like that ALL the time?!"

"So I hear. Shit, what do you expect from animals?"

Dodoria cast a sly eye sideways. "Oh? You've a taste for monkey
flesh, so I hear!"

Zarbon slobbered at another screen. "Ai, you know how I regard their
fat assed prince. But another saiyan interests me also. I spoke with
him briefly on a purge."

"Who?"

Golden eyes gleamed. "A delicious monkey named Kakarot."

The pair stared at still another screen. Dodoria's mouth fell open at
an orgy of clustered saiyans hanging from a tree.

"Da-uhhh...."

"Amazing." Zarbon was impressed, eyes wide. "They do it every which
way!!"

Dodoria poured ice water on himself. "This monkey Kakarot...he's
_huerta, _ (a fine piece), eh?"

Zarbon could hardly stop grinning. "Perfection. I thought to
influence him with my charms but he resisted. I got the impression he
was tied to someone else."

"He didn't say?"

"Not specifically. No matter."

"I know that look, Zarbon. What are you planning!"

Pale blue fingers flicked stray hair from golden eyes.

"Dessert."

THE END