Everyone that Freeza killed?

Authors note::

Hey hey, blue ki here and by popular demand I have whored out one of the dbz charaters. hahahahahhahaa!!! Now on to the smut.

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The smirk that had made its way onto Trunks\' face rivaled that of Vegetas when he heard the words Kakato uttered.

\"Do as you wish my prince.\"

Trunks slid his hand into Kakato\'s raven hair and yanked his head to the side exposing a very delicious looking neck. Trunks bit down hard and sucked the flesh into his mouth leaving little purple marks in his path. The other hand on Kakato\'s side now slid down to part the fabric of his waist band.

Kakato\'s breath hitched. This was becoming far more enjoyable then he initially thought. He had experienced a rut before but remembered little of it. Mostly waking up next to a bruised and beaten body who still wont speak to him to this day and thats about it. But he had never been on the receiving end of it. From what he knew, Trunks should\'ve thrown him over the bed, fucked his brains out, and that was it. Foreplay never even crossed his mind. And damn did it feel good.

Trunks abandond Kakato\'s neck and stood to face him still gliding his hand back and forth across the waistband. Kakato could only look into those blue eyes which held him against the wall hand still in hair, but not as rough as before.

Trunks\' smirk turned into a smile as he kept eye contact and slid his and into the raven haired youths training pants.

Kakato let himself breath a moan of pleasure as his throbbing member was teased and taunted by his captor. This was truely enjoyable. Nothing as he had expected it to be. Trunks was actually putting him in the mood for this, and damn was it working.

Trunks watched Kakato\'s face as his eyes opened and closed hazily, his breath becoming more spiratic, and most delightfuly the rock hard errection that he held in his hand.

Clearing his thoughts as best he could Trunks thought for a moment of how they should procede. Fucking Kakato would be Very nice right now, but he knew very little of sex, with men especially. So his mind went on in contemplation as kakato began to unconsciouly thrust into his hand.

Finally getting frustrated with his thoughts Trunks stopped pleasing Kakato and said, \"How would you care to procede?\"

Kakato recovering with the lack of contact swore he heard him wrong. So he said nothing. Upsetting someone at this time was a very, VERY bad idea. There were no restraints, no inhibitions, nothing that would interfear with the thought of violence and murder. So he kept quiet watching a rather confused look cross Trunks\' face.

Trunks\' mind was begining to cloud again getting to the point where all comprehensable thought leaves and instincts kick in, so he asks the question again a little more bluntly.

\"Do you want to fuck me, of should I give you the pleasure?\" With the last few words he backed away leaving Kakato to overcome his confusion. After another period of silence, Trunks decideds to screw talking all together.

Grabbing Kakato by the neck he threw him across the room and into the adjacent wall above his bed. Kakato didn\'t have enough time to lift his head when he felt his shirt being yanked over his head and pants soon to go with it. Now fully naked and on his stomach, he decided relaxing would be a good idea about now because he knew what was comming.

Trunks removed his boxers and peered over the naked body before him. \'the dick goes in the hole\' he amused himself thinking looking around for something to help \"ease\" the process. He almost gave up when he spotted something sticking out of the bedside drawer. Vegeta had left a little present for Trunks but more so for the poor Kakato.

Trunks slicked a finger and slid it into Kakato watching him squirm benith him. Fragments of memory from a very cold rainy day made their way to his forethought as he slid another finger in. \'It doesn\'t have to be painful\' He thought giving Kakato time to adjust. His body was screeming for him to slam into the poor soul under his control but his mind was giving him patience. The thought of hurting someone the way he was hurt was unbearable. Trunks just couldn\'t do it. It was completly out of the question, so he waited for Kakato to adjust while slicking his own member up in preparation.

Finally giving up with the whole will power bullshit Trunks removed his fingers and burried himself to the hilt in Kakato. Kakato screemed in pain as he was entered. Giving no time to adjust Trunks\' Sayjin side took over. He buried his hands into Kakatos hips lifting them and hamered away allowing himself to feel extacy.

Kakato on the other hand was trying to remember what extacy was. This was exactly what he knew what was going to happen and he regretted not leaving. Pride refused to let him cry but the pain kept insisting otherwise. Unfortunatly the pillow he was hiding in was removed as he was flipped over to his back. The temporary reprive from pain was nice but didn\'t last long when Trunks pushed in him again. His face contorted and he squeezed his eyes shut only to open them again when everything suddenly stopped. He looked up to see the concered looking face of Trunks starring down at him.

Trunks mouth moved but no words came out, just someting that looked like \'Im sorry\' and \'how\'. Then it hit him. Trunks had absolutly no idea what he was doing. And here Kakato had misteaken him for another heartless sayjin looking for completion and nothing else. Kakato took a few deep breaths and backed away removing himself from Trunks.

Trunks was about to sit when Kakato positioned him to his back. Lying down he watched as Kakato straddled his hips and positioned Trunks\' member to his opening. Trunks eyes rolled back as Kakato\'s heat engulfed him once again and Kakato followed suit sliding up and down aiming for that little spot that felt really damn good.

Trunks started to feel anxious again so he moved his hands to his raven haired friends hips and began to thrust. Kakato moaned in response. Having control was nice but damn was Trunks a bulls eye hitter every time.

Trunks eventually got the hang of the whole rut and dominant sex thing and really got into things. Positions he didn\'t think possible were perfected and hours past like minutes for him. Kakato on the other hand couldn\'t tell up from down and right from left, literally. He was a rag doll when Trunks finally finished.

Collapsing on the bed Trunks caught his breath and made himself comfortable. Kakato decided it was time to leave. \'You take what you want and leave and since this is his room, I leave\' he thought trying to get off the bed before an arm circled his waist and pulled him into an embrace.

Trunks reached for a sheet and pulled it over himself and Kakato snuggling close to the very confused sayjin. Kakato had officially given up on everything he had learned and thought about rut. Trunks was just too damn confusing for him and he decided to stay put and dozed off next to a now sleeping prince.

::Authors note::

That is where I will end this story. In the future there will be more fics based around this Alternate universe. Thank you all for reading and reviewing.

Trunks: There? You ended THERE?!?!
BlueKi: Don\'t worry there will be much torture in the future for you my Little Mirai ::grins::
Trunks: ::sweatdrop::


!!!!!TEASER!!!!!!


Dead. They were all dead. Their bodies were sprawled out across the bitterly cold floor where they fell. The odor of decomposing flesh and blood filled the Demi-Sayjins nostrils as he bagan to gag at the relization of it. The epidemic hit and he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. The young man sat huddled in the corner shaking uncontrolably trying to shut out the whole situation. He was stuck here and they forgot about him, or didn\'t give a damn in the first place. He was locked in here with the rest of the infected and it had been weeks since he had contact with another living soul. Truely just left here to die with the pile of corpses that wouldn\'t stop staring at him.