Damn Traditions

Well finally another chapter. I have to tell you this was easy. I wrote the beginning about three times all different before I settled for this one. I forgot to acknowledge that it past a year old too, I still can’t believe that. Nor how many people have read and are still reading it. This and my Naruto story are the best I’ve ever written, and they are being written at the same time. Though the other won’t be nearly as long as this. I thank everyone for their kind words again, I will not cut the bits out that I was going to, I don’t think it will let me anyway, but we are getting near the end, that much is true. No lemons sorry, but one event that has been on my mind for a long time happened in this section. So I hope you enjoy and thanks again for reading and reviewing.

Damn Traditions continued….
By Fyrbyrd

The door opened before he could hit it and he looked down at his mate who scowled at him. “What do you want?”

“I came to see if you wanted to spar?”

“Spar?”

“Yeah. I’ve not been training much lately.”

“I’ve just had one,” he said then saw his mate deflate somewhat. “Fine,” he closed the door behind him and moved off. Kakarott smiled and followed him.

They entered the larger of the training rooms and Vegeta stripped off his shirt and moved to the farthest side and took up his fighting stance.

Kakarott took off his shirt as well and moved to face his mate. They stood there a few moments, neither doing anything, then suddenly Vegeta took off at him at high speed. Kakarott jumped, Vegeta spun around and went for him where he reappeared. They kept doing this for a little while until Vegeta got sick of it and landed on the ground in his original position.

“Come on Kakarott, jumping around is getting nowhere, fight me.”

He nodded and the pair took off together and met in the center and began to pummel at each other, neither able to get the upper hand so they just kept at it for some time. Then it was Kakarott who pulled away and landed on the ground. Vegeta landed as well and saw the sweat on his mate. He knew he was out of shape, and knew from their short battle that his power level was down. “What’s the matter Kakarott, can’t you keep up with me?”

“Do you always have to tease me, Vegeta?”

“Why not, you are a joke.”

Kakarott shook his head. “You’ll never change. I don’t know why I came here. You never take me seriously.”

“Oh no you don’t. If it’s a fight you want—“ Vegeta launched himself at Kakarott again. This time he pushed harder and quickly powered up to Super Saiyan. Kakarott matched him but he was very much on the defensive. He pulled away a moment. “This serious enough for you?” Then he was back at it and Kakarott could feel that he was seriously fighting him. He fought off his fatigue and started to push back, he had to or his mate was going to hurt him.

As they were going at it the place was soon filling up with others who had begun to feel their fight. Vegeta had forgotten they were inside and their fight was going on a little harder than the base could take.

“Stop this,” screamed Parzanip rushing in. “Do you want to give us away?”

Kakarott heard him and was distracted a moment as Vegeta got in a good punch and sent him flying into the wall behind him. Vegeta followed him over to the wall as Parzanip stormed over to them. “Damn it. You two cannot fight at that level inside. We’ve lost one base because of the pair of you, we need this one. You want to destroy each other go somewhere else.”

Kakarott had not moved he was panting and groaning and rubbing his belly. Parzanip moved closer to him but Vegeta got in his way. “Fine. He’s finished anyway.” Parzanip stopped. The way that Vegeta was standing meant for him to back off. The look in his eye warned him not to get any closer.

Parzanip nodded and backed away. “Good.” Then when he was further away he said to himself, “Crazy Elites.”

Vegeta watched him leave then turned to his mate. “When we wrap up things at the palace, you and I have some serious training to do.” He put his hand out to his mate, Kakarott eyed it a moment then took it, allowing Vegeta to pull him to his feet, though he bend over panting and rubbing at his belly.

“You’re going to come with us?”

“If you think I’m letting our cubs go anywhere with my father, then you are insane.”

“I invited Piccolo and Nail to come with us.”

Vegeta glared at him, “You would.”

“They can help convince the council that Frieza is dead.” Kakarott was still feeling the effects from their battle.

“What the hell is the matter with you? You weren’t this weak when the twins were born.”

“I don’t know, maybe it’s like you said, I need to train some more. I’ve been getting out of shape.”

“Hmm,” said Vegeta as he headed off.

Kakarott bent over again, still trying to get his breath back as he watched his mate leave. Then he stood and moved off a bit slower than when he came. It wasn’t much but at least it was something. He’d have to see how the trip to the palace went.

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Two days later the ship was readying to leave for the capitol. The King and Bardock were grinning ear to ear, even if they were walking a little stiffly. Vegeta came in a little later he was carrying his eldest son in his arms, a moment later Kakarott moved in with the twins in his arms followed by his two Namek friends and their son. Then the doors opened and Raditz came rushing in with his mate close on his heels.

“Wait up, we’re coming too,” he said and was glad to see the King nod in approval.

They all headed into the ship and took up seats on the ship as their pilots readied for take off. Kakarott kept looking over at his mate as if he wanted to say something, but kept changing his mind. So he fussed with the twins, making sure they were comfortable and had everything they needed. Little Vegeta sat with his father trying to look as much like his father as he could. He was very much Vegeta’s son even as small as he was. The King and Bardock sat smiling but with their eyes closed as if they needed the rest. Both sporting bite marks that they made sure everyone could see. Raditz too was displaying his as much as his hair allowed, but Turles wasn’t showing his off as much, and while they sat side by side they kept their hands to themselves, but between them, their unfurled tails were twined together.

The ship took off and soon they were all headed towards the palace. They were going to land outside the city and arrangements had been made for carriages to take them to the palace. The palace had been notified to expect important visitors so the King could make an entrance without having the council knowing it was really them.

Only a few greeters were there when the three carriages arrived. They instantly fell to their knees when they had their King step out of the lead carriage. Bardock followed behind him and once they greeters had remembered themselves, they were sending messengers into the palace. Vegeta and Kakarott’s carriage came next, not much had been spoken on the trip there and Kakarott merely followed his mate out with their cubs, him still carrying the twins, and Vegeta with Veggie. They joined the King while the third came in and deposited the other four and little Tomtom.

The King turned to enter his palace, they’d been allowed through the main doors by the time some of the council members came running up and bowing to their King.

“Majesty? What happened, we thought you had been kidnapped by the Rebels.”

“As you can see, no one is holding me prisoner.”

“But the Prince—“

“My son has been accused of many things as well as myself. Do you believe everything you are told gentlemen?”

They were shaking their heads.

“Oh, and this is the reason I went on my little trip. I recently mated gentlemen, so I expect you to treat my mate with every courtesy, especially as he mated me as well. And his new title is Prince Bardock, am I making myself clear.”

Those chasing after him as he swept through his palace could only nod, some went a little pale. They knew Bardock was a third class. They kept looking back at Vegeta and the child in his arms, a child that looked too much like him not to be his son, who of course was supposed to be dead, and three larger third class men and two Namek’s were following, obviously in the King’s party.

“They’re family. The one with all the hair is one of Bardock’s son, so’s the one with the cubs in his arms. And the Namek’s helped save this planet so I expect them to be treated as heroes.”

Piccolo and Nail smiled at the men, which seemed to scare them into turning back to the King.

“I expect you’ve called for the rest of the council… Good. I want everything cleared up as quickly as possible. My mate and I are eager to get back to our bed.” He smiled at their shocked faces. That was exactly what he had been aiming for. Then he was bursting through the doors to the council room, other councilors were there, looking confused as to what was happening, then shocked to see their King and his strange retinue.

He took his seat at the head of the table, Bardock stood beside his to his right and Vegeta stood to the left with the others standing behind them. The councilors that were there scrambled to their seats; still there were many empty ones.

“Gentlemen as you can see I have not been kidnapped or harmed in any way by the rebels. In fact they treated me with every courtesy seeing as I went to them. I also went there to claim my mate, which as you can plainly see I have done, what’s more he claimed me back. And yes he is a third class, but things are going to be changing around here,” he said in a clear deep voice that would accept no challenging. “My son has returned with me, and so has his son.”

There were gasps from the councilors, and several more came rushing in to take their seats as Vegeta turned little Vegeta around to show them.

“Aspaga took my grandson,” he was not going to tell them why, “He was rescued by his father and his...”

“Mate,” said Vegeta. “I rescued my son with the help of my mate, also the true mother of my son, Kakarott son of Bardock.”

Again the councilors gasped, they had heard who Kakarott was. The one that had lured and killed Paragus’s son to his death.

“What Paragus has told you is not true. Broly tried to take my mate for his own; we both defeated him because I too am Legendary, as is my mate.”

“No, that can’t be true.”

“Never.”

“Not possible,” came from the councilors.

The King slammed his hand down on the table, “Enough. Kakarott is Super Saiyan and so is my son. In fact Kakarott was Super Saiyan before my son.”

Vegeta turned to glare at him.

“And as well as that he has birthed two more cubs to Vegeta. Twins, a male and a female,” he turned to take the two cubs from Kakarott. Again there were gasps from the councilors.

The next moment all eyes were on the doors which had slammed open. There stood Paragus looking very angry. His eyes surveyed the room focusing on three near the King, first Bardock, then Turles, then Kakarott.

Faster than anyone could react, he was speeding across the room powering up and slamming a ki ball into Kakarott who flew into the wall and right through it until he hit the wall of the next room where he slammed into it before crumpling to the floor. Paragus landed and looked through the hole in the wall looking pleased with himself, Nail had thrust Tomtom at Piccolo and rushed over to Kakarott with Turles, while all the others were rounded off at Paragus.

“You had no right to attack Paragus,” grated out the King.

“I had every right to attack the third class bastard that killed my son.”

Vegeta looked about ready to attack; after handing the cubs to Bardock the King put a hand on his arm gripping tightly. “No Vegeta. Let me handle this. Go see to your mate.”

“But father—“

“Go see to your mate.”

He turned to see Bardock holding the twins safely and Veggie was clutching tightly to Raditz. He could see both Turles and Nail kneeling beside his mate, they were both very quiet and Kakarott was not moving. Something lurched inside him and he hurried into the other room.

Kakarott had never looked so pale to Vegeta as he looked down at him; Turles was kneeling at his head while Nail was inspecting the damage. There was a large burn patch on Kakarott’s stomach. He’d taken worse than that in the past and been able to pick himself up, but something was wrong, he could feel that something was wrong.

“What is it? Why is he so…still?”

“The cub is gone.”

“Cub?”

“He was pregnant again. He had only had it confirmed a day ago that he was, that’s why he couldn’t get his strength back up, his body was adjusting to bearing again.”

They had just lost a cub! Vegeta was shocked. He knew Kakarott was not acting himself; he should have suspected something after he dragged his mate off and taken him so hard. Then he watched as Nail moved his hands over the place where Kakarott was injured.

“The damage is great, Kakarott is not responding to my healing; I am not strong enough to help him.”

“What! What do you mean Namek?”

“He is not responding to my limited healing powers. My brother Dende is better at this than I am; I fear that he might die.”

Vegeta felt as if he had been struck. He’d seen his mate take far worse punishment than this and survive. How could he succumb to one blast from Paragus? “This can’t be.”

“His power level is weakening. I don’t understand what is wrong,” said Nail.

Vegeta stood there unbelieving, but he could feel through their link that his mate was indeed fading. “No,” he said. “No, he can’t be. He’s stronger than this.”

“I’m pouring in as much energy as I dare, but it is not helping. Vegeta, I need you to give him some of yours.”

“What?”

“I need you to feed him some energy or we are going to lose him.”

Vegeta fell to his knees beside his mate and put his hands over his mate unthinkingly. He sent his energy into him, all the time shaking his head.

In the other room the King was still arguing with Paragus, they did not know how grave the situation was, they just wanted to get Paragus out of the way.

“I have a recording of the fight with your son, taken from the rebel base where he fought with Kakarott and Vegeta. He was not going to let go of Kakarott and Vegeta was fighting for his mate. They both finished off your son when he refused to stand down. Are you willing to challenge Vegeta over this?”

Paragus sneered, “Why shouldn’t I? He took a third class to mate, and from what I can see so have you. This is wrong. I will see you taken from your throne, Vegeta.”

“Try it. I will stand up to you and you forget there are two Super Saiyans against you.”

“I’ll believe that when I see it.” With that he turned and stomped from the room.

The others turned to the other room, they could all feel that power was being used and not sure why. All of them hurried in there.

The King could see his son channeling energy into his mate. “Vegeta, what is wrong with Kakarott?”

“That bastard killed my cub!” snarled Vegeta, “He has damaged my mate, he is failing.”

“What, no,” said Bardock moving closer, “What can I do?”

Nail was monitoring Kakarott, “Stop Vegeta. He’s out of immediate danger, but we need to get him to a true healer and I only know of one.”

“Who?”

“My brother Dende on New Namek.”

“Then we must take him there,” said Bardock.

Vegeta was panting with the exertion of sending his energy into his mate, it had taken so much and still he was not doing well. “Where is the bastard that did this to him?”

“Vegeta now is not the time to go off after him,” said his father.

“He nearly killed my mate!” he shouted. They all took a step back at his anger.

“He is not out of danger yet,” said Nail, “In fact only the energy you sent into him is holding him. I am sure that Dende could help him, but it will take time to get there. He will need more of our energy just to keep him alive until then.”

“Then I will order a ship for you to take him, I will remain to handle things here and I will need Bardock to stay as well.”

“I want Paragus,” said Vegeta. “I will entrust the safety of my mate to you Nail, but if he dies, I will come after you as well.”

Vegeta got up and took his cubs from Bardock and Raditz, everyone else got out of his way.

“I’ll go with them father,” said Raditz, “Turles and I can help give him energy.”

Piccolo came in and stood beside them, “We had best go now. It will take us there.” He handed Tomtom to Nail and moved to pick up Kakarott as gently as possible. The others followed.

“I wouldn’t want to be that Paragus guy,” said Turles.

“No, neither would I,” said Raditz. “Does this mean we’ll have to conserve our strength for Kakarott?”

“I’m afraid so, mate of mine. I have the feeling he’s going to need all of our help if he’s survive this. I doubt he’ll be able to have any more cubs after this.”

They were both silent as they followed the two Namek’s to the ship the King had ordered for them. They took off as soon as they were all aboard and Nail had Kakarott safety bedded down.

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Vegeta went to his old quarters. He found servants and had them bring cribs for the twins and a small bed for Veggie. He wanted to go after Paragus, but he did not want to leave the cubs unprotected. He had just lost one and though it had never been born he felt its loss. Once the cribs had come he ordered bottles for the twins and food for Veggie, once that arrived he fed his young.

Bardock stood at the door as he fed Kareta, just watching him.

“What do you want?” said Vegeta not looking at him.

“Just came to see the cubs were all right.”

“They will be. I want the best guards in palace watching them, you understand.”

“I will see to it, you know that.”

“Once I am back to full strength I am going to kill that bastard.”

“Wouldn’t you have been better off going with Kakarott? What if he does die?”

“The Namek will not let him.”

Bardock cocked his head, “And you are trusting him with your mate? Kakarott cares for him you know.”

“I know, but he will return to the cubs.”

“And what about you? He might not be able to bear again after what Paragus has done.”

“Kakarott is my mate. I have my heirs.”

Bardock wasn’t sure if what he had said was a good thing or a bad thing. “I’ll see to those guards,” he said moving off.

Vegeta finished feeding his daughter and bedded her down before moving to his own bed. He sat on it for some time with his eyes closed. “Don’t you dare die on me Kakarott.”

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