Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ai no Kakarotto ❯ Hatred ( Chapter 2 )

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Beware this chapter contains rape and violence...you have been warned

Chapter Two: Hatred

I was brought into his room. He was already seated on his chair, waiting for me. He wore a loose fitting tunic, his legs were crossed, and his arms resting on the chair just like they were night before. I looked into his eyes with all the contempt I could muster.

"I realize I left you in a bad situation last night," he stated ignoring my gaze. "I am going to remedy that now." He clicked his fingers and two women came into the room. You must understand that I had never seen pet women before, the few females that I have seen were old and worn out.

These two girls looked not much older than myself, maybe even younger and they were very beautiful, my manhood reacted obviously on its own accord to the sight.

My cheeks went red from shame, and rage that the Ouji would again get the upper hand… that he would again make me feel what I did not wanted to feel.

He chuckled. I hated that chuckle then, and I still do; only now it brings a whole different set of emotions with it other than loathing. I guess he was amused at my inexperience and lack of control.

The females stood there waiting for his command.

"Take you pleasure on this two, do whatever you wish," his eyes easily met mine. "You two are not to touch him," he said to the females. We stared at each other for a long while seizing up one another.

"I will not do it," I stated after a few moments, "I am your pet… for the moment, you needn't worry about my needs Ouji-sama." I sat down on the bed not caring that he did not command me to. He laughed loudly, obnoxiously.

"You don't get it at all do you?" he came to me then, walking slowly, seductively, like the night before. I felt my shaft pulse at the sight of his partially opened tunic that revealed his well defined muscles. He stopped in front of me, his lips almost touching my ear.

"Baka," whispered words stroking my senses, "I could care less about your needs, you do not have a choice on this." He flicked his tongue once, giving me goose bumps all over. The next moment I felt a gust of wind and he was back on his chair, staring daggers at me. "Do it."

Looking at him, with hatred so poignant that I thought I saw him flinch for half a second,

I walked over to the first girl meeting the black eyes of the other one as I went; she looked so scared. I felt truly sorry for them, that we shared this fate, but unlike them I had a way out, the promise of the being I now hated the most. Somehow I knew he would not back down on his word.

These girls however had nothing… nothing but the hope of either dying or being used by the first class' for procreation. They were not known to abuse females like elites and this bastard did.

The first girl seemed new to this. I could see her shaking. I put one hand on her shoulder, the other on the small of her back and brought her close to me, I grazed her ear with my lips and tongue ever so softly and whispered reassuring words.

"Don't be scared; I will not hurt you." She seemed to relax a bit at my words.

The hand on her back started moving over her body. I took her robe off, letting it fall at her feet. She was truly beautiful. If the circumstances had been different, I would have enjoyed this tremendously; as it was I was very aroused, but my guilt would not let me savor this to its fullest.

My hands made their way to her round breasts, cupping them, pinching the nipples, I brought my mouth to one of them, sucking it, first lightly, then eagerly, my hands still exploring all of her .

I thought I heard Vegeta hiss, but it didn't matter. She threw her head back and let out a moan. I lead her to the bed, letting her fall on it gently. I placed one leg between her thighs and used the other to support me on the floor. At this point I had forgotten all about the bastard watching me, if this is how he got his kicks, I had better get used to it fast.

How ironic, whoever would have thought that me, Kakarotto, third class, would wind up being the royal "entertainer".

I kissed every part of her body, making my way slowly to her womanhood. If was going to get my pleasure why not give her some of her own? I kneeled on the floor, her breathing was hard and audible, as was his but I tried desperately to ignore it. I ran my hands over her belly and thighs, kissing them, running my tongue over them, until I came to her core. As I flicked my tongue over it and realized that she was wet and ready for me. This made me smirk. I ravaged her savagely, this was my first time at this, I was seventeen, and of course I had fantasized more than once about it.

I was so aroused just by hearing her moan and feeling her thrash about, that I had almost forgotten about him until I heard that deep voice of his.

" Fuck her." He whispered short of breath, I looked at him noticing that he was very aroused as well. I smirked, delighted on this fact.

"You told me to take my pleasure… I don't feel like doing that just yet." I whispered back. In all truth I was more than ready, but I would be dammed if I was going to listen to him. He chuckled, still looking into my eyes. I went back to the girl, never taking my eyes off him, I flicked my tongue in and out of her, making her scream in joy. I heard Vegeta choke back a moan. I don't know where I learned how to do this, but if it was going to make him suffer, I was glad to do it, no matter how embarrassing it was for me.

A moment later Raditz came in the room. It was the first time I seen him since the night before.

"Raditz," Vegeta shifted his gaze from me to him, "Show this ignorant how to `pleasure' a woman."

I thought the Elite was going to refuse by the way he looked at Vegeta, but a moment later he blurred out of sight appearing half a second later behind the other girl, he pushed her roughly to the floor making her fall flat on it He then unwrapped his long tail from his waist and wrapped it around the woman's waist, lifting her up on all fours. The girl's eyes were wide with fear and Raditz's were so cold… so detached, as if he had done this a thousand times before. He took his dick out of his pants, not bothering with foreplay, and plunged himself into her without another thought. She screamed in pain, so very obviously untouched…. she looked even younger than myself plus his… thing was huge! The girl above me gasped in shock and I was disgusted as I stared away… trying not to give anything away.

Raditz drove himself in and out of the girl. I thought I was going to throw up when I saw his member smeared in blood. The girl was crying, but none of this seemed to bother him. I wanted to take her away from him, away from here… the both of them. The girl under me was crying as well, no doubt thinking that she would be next. But no matter what Vegeta did to me I was not going to let him hurt this girl too. She must have sensed this because she slowly wrapped her arms and short tail around me. Raditz noticed this and smirked. He fixed his eyes on the prince and started pumping faster, harder. At some point the girl lost consciousness, I only wished for the elite to be done, the other girl held me tighter I sat her on my lap bringing her closer to me. Raditz finally roared… it was over.

The next thing I knew Vegeta was by my side snatching the crying girl out of my grasp.

"I told you not to touch him," he screeched at her. "I think you need a lesson on obedience." She cried loudly, uncontrollably, pleading with him not to hurt her. I saw a glowing from one of his fingers; he pointed it to her head like you would a gun. He was going to kill her; the bastard was actually going to kill her and all because she unconsciously disobeyed him… out of panic! Raditz was up and ready, standing by his master's chair, arms crossed and looking on disinterested as if waiting for this to be over with quick. The unconscious, bleeding girl lies forgotten on the floor. I felt a rage as I've never known before… not because of the women… but because of the situation we were in… because we had no control over our fate. We were all slaves, expendable. I, for one, was less than a slave. Vegeta was saying something I couldn't hear to her, she keep on crying and praying to all our gods, even to the legendary who was one of `them." Vegeta whispered something that made her quiet. Her eyes opened wide, the tears stopped flowing, the pleads for mercy gone. She only stared into the prince's mocking, malicious eyes, coming to terms with the fact that her death was here even before her life started. A smirk spread across his features, he was enjoying this. Ki was still glowing at the tip of his finger. I moved so fast, faster than I have ever moved before. I didn't realize what I was doing, my better judgment told me to back up, to stay out of this, that this did not concern me. But it did and my body knew it. In a moment I was between the two. I pushed the girl out of the way. His eyes opened wide with disbelief. As I smirked at him I felt a white flash of pain to my chest, I saw his lips move but I couldn't ear the sound coming out on them… then everything went black.

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He ordered me, Raditz, out of his rooms. The one who has seen him commit unspeakable horrors…what the hell is going on here? Vegeta not only brought that garbage into his private quarters, but he was going to bathe him as well! My mind was reeling; I stood right outside the door in case he needed me after all the third class had tried to foolishly kill the strongest among us.

The moments tickled by and nothing. I couldn't even hear what they were saying. I knew they were there; I could hear whispers… I just couldn't make out the words. I was in denial… in denial of the contentment I saw on Vegeta's face when they fought; in denial of the lust I saw in his eyes as he took the third class' rags off him. It simply cannot be that my prince would be interested in such a being. In all the years I have known Vegeta, I've never seen those eyes, even when he played his sick perverted games, his eyes even if lusty have always a detachment I did not see now.

Moans… I heard moans, not of pain but of pleasure, they grew in intensity as the seconds went by and I prayed they were not "his"… a roar I heard a roar, I myself let out one as completion, as climax took over, that was the only thing that could have meant. My body… my feet moved on their own accord. I was in the room in less than a heartbeat. What I saw will haunt my memory for years to come. Vegeta, my prince was doubled over, fallen if you will, over a kneeling third class boy, holding onto his shoulders, his face buried into the boys unruly spikes, his pants were around his ankles. Never in my life had I seen him touch anyone outside of combat. my rage and jealousy blinded me.

"What you do to him filth?" I shouted moving to pry the bastard away from my prince, from the object of all my joy, of all my pain of all my…

"I'm fine Raditz," Vegeta said weakly getting up. The boy just knelt there naked, hard, staring at the floor. Vegeta had pulled his pants up and was now looking at me calmly. I could see the satisfaction on his face; smell the sex on the boy.

"Get up and get dressed," he addressed the boy. "Raditz, take him to the pet's wing, he is not to be touched." He said to me. I looked at the third class with such hatred. I thanked the gods Vegeta was busy pouring himself a drink and did not see it.

"What are you still doing on the floor, get dressed before I take you on the nude."

The boy got up slowly and put on a tunic that Vegeta had apparently given him, bearing the Ouji's colors, colors that said he belonged to him and were not to be touched. I walked out of the room, not bothering to look and see if he was following.

As we approached the wing I snapped. "What's your name?"

"Kakarotto." He answered with more volume than he should have.

"Listen to me… Kakarotto," I almost spat the name, "I don't know what sort of sorcery you're working on Vegeta Ouji, but let me assure you it will soon end, and when that happens so will you."

"Like I care," He dared responded. I turned, grabbed him by the throat, and slammed his back against the wall. I immediately regretted putting my hands on him.

"I don't care if you are sucking Vegeta Ouji, believe me he can find a replacement for that real quick, you will respect me or I will cause you so much pain that you'll beg me to kill you… then I'll skin you and feed you to the crows." I let go, he fell on the floor coughing and grabbing his throat. He stood up, his head held high ready to follow. He didn't say anything else, but that air of… of superiority… I was going to take care of fast

We reached the pet's wing and I left him there. I went to the training room, taking all my anger on my own body.

The next morning I promptly went to get for Vegeta for our training right before sunrise as I've done every day for the past eighteen years. I found him sitting on his chair lost in thought. It seemed he hadn't gotten any sleep. He was still damp from his bath and he was wearing his favorite robe.

"Vegeta-sama," he shifted his gaze to me as I spoke, "I came to get you for our training." He thought about it for a second, as if this was not something we did everyday. I stood there in silence waiting for his reply, after what seemed like an eternity he spoke.

"Get two females from my harem and have someone bring the third class." My jaw clenched upon hearing the command. Vegeta never missed his training, not for his duties, not for his father, not for… me. I started to protest, but then I stopped myself and went to do as he commanded.

I often went to the Harem, my presence there was not a welcomed one, for I was the one usually doing the things these women feared the most. I was the one bringing them pain, humiliation and hopelessness, all for his sake. I did not care much really; in fact I had never thought about it until now. I came into the large room housing about twenty young… very young women. He liked them as young as possible, as soon as they began losing that innocence they were done away with, most of them given to the first class for reproduction and a few were simply killed. Females could not reproduce if their minds were broken, their spawn were often wild and mad. We did not need anymore of those.

I scanned the room, finding what I was looking for, I settled for the two youngest looking ones in the room… Hmph see if Vegeta will enjoy watching them break.

"You and you," I pointed, "follow me." I heard one of them gasp, the other let out a muffled cry. I smirked. We walked in silence… very, very slowly to build their fear. We reached Vegeta's room. He had never taken anyone there for any kind of activities before, until last night that is, the mere thought of it… the mere memory of my prince bent over that filthy bastard clinging to him made me hiss out loud. I heard another muffled cry from behind me… good, let them be afraid, if I get my way with any of them…

As I entered the room Vegeta was still sitting on his chair, some untouched food lay on the table.

What on Vegeta-sei's hell was going on, what sort of sorcery was this filthy tailless monkey working on my prince? I will find out, I will free Vegeta from it and I will be the end of you Kakarotto just you wait…

"Raditz," my princes voice brought me out of my fantasy, "leave for your training, I'll catch up with you soon."

"Then I shall wait for you here." I retort stubbornly. he looked at me, neither mad nor surprised at my insubordination; he only turned to the women examining them.

"Do what you will…wait outside then." I nodded curtly and exited the room, wondering what was he going to do with them, after last night nothing seemed impossible `…but if he touches them… loves them…I'll go mad. I will kill them, after he is through, I will kill them. No slave woman will have that advantage over me… then again a fucking third class already does. Calm down Raditz,' I told himself as I walked exasperated. He will be taken care of in due time.' I unclenched my fist and loosened my jaw as I made my way to the dinning hall to get something to eat while I waited for Vegeta to be done "experimenting." there is no point in starving over this.

Today I'm killing something… I must, I'll go to the allies later to get a third class… to imagine while I make him scream in pain that is that fucking Kakarotto I'm doing it to.

I few moments later I came to stand outside Vegeta's door, as I was not able to eat. It seemed that Vegeta was not the only one affected by the third's class spell. I stood by the door, trying to listen for any sounds out of the ordinary, nothing… still I stood there, feeling so much the way I did the night before. I heard I woman moan loudly, it didn't sound like she was in any pain, on the contrary it sounded like she was very much enjoying whatever is was being done to her. I've never heard a woman moan like that, it actually aroused me somewhat. I shook my head ridding myself of these nonsense thoughts. My rage climbed to new heights by each second, as I thought about what my prince must be doing to those whores to make them moan like that.

"Raditz," Vegeta's mental voice invaded my senses; I went in as fast as my feet could carry me with any amount of dignity and composure. I came to see Vegeta still on his chair, his eyes glazed with desire…what I thought as desire. I've never seen them that way before. One female standing not far from me, gazing on the same way. I turned to see what was it they were looking at. On the bed I saw the other female, legs wide-open, head shaking from side to side screaming her pleasure, and Kakarotto doing the most disgusting thing I've ever saw to her… fucking her… with his tongue. Humph leave it to third class to think of such an act. I could smell her arousal, as well as the other female and…Vegeta's, so poignant that I almost choked

"Raditz… show this ignorant How to `pleasure' a woman," He commanded, barely able to contain the arousal out of his voice. Kakarotto had stopped what he was doing and was now looking at me. I stared at Vegeta in disbelief, I could not fathom that he would humiliate me like this, that he would make me do this in front of a third class looser

After a few minutes of this staring match I phased out of sight, coming to stand directly behind the standing female. I pushed her roughly to the floor, my tail went to wrap itself around her waist, pulling her on all fours, I kneeled behind her, pulling my hard shaft, I entered her without further thought, not caring about the pain I caused. I actually wanted her to hurt, to hurt like I hurt. I fucked her senseless, looking at my prince the whole while.

The other foolish woman was now holding onto Kakarotto, crying, terrified, as if the looser could do something to save her. I smirked, yes dear child…you're next. I closed my eyes focusing on climaxing. A series of erotic fantasies came to my mind, Vegeta in every single one of them. I thought I heard him moan, whether in my dream or reality I did not care and just like that I came.

I opened my eyes to find Vegeta holding the woman in Kakarotto's arms by the throat, Ki glowing from his forefinger. The female was crying, terrified, begging for her life… what on Vegeta-sei was happening here… never mind that. I got up fixing my garments coming to stand a few paces away from Vegeta. If he was going to blow this woman to oblivion I did not wanted to get my armor soiled. I had made that mistake before.

All of a sudden, Kakarotto moved faster that I could follow and came to stand between Vegeta and the woman in his grasp. I was too stunned to do anything, not that I wanted to get involved anyway… It would be beneficial for all of us if the prince was to blast his brains out. Instead I stepped back, the third class' blood I definitely did not wanted to get on myself.

Vegeta's eyes went wide with shock; I realized that he could not stop the ki he had just released; it hit Kakarotto right on the chest. The woman screamed, I grinned and Kakarotto fell dead with a loud thump. Blood pooling on the light colored rug.

I could not see a hole in him… but there was blood all right, lots and lots of blood. My grin grew wider at the sight, until I noticed Vegeta just standing there, staring at the third class in shock.

I came closer putting my hand on his shoulder; he turned to me, coming out of his shock falling on his knees next to the bleeding bastard.

I watched speechless as my prince brought his head to the bastard's chest, listening for his heart beat.

The color returned to Vegeta's face. My grin turned into a sneer as he brought his lips to the filthy third class' ear, as he whispered softly.

"Don't you dare leave me yet… you haven't defeated me…" and as he brought his hand, the hand that had never touched me outside of combat, to the black spikes, I knew… I knew what it meant. I knew that I would never get that kind of reaction from the prince I have served since my teenage years, from the prince I have given everything for… my heart, my soul… my pride.

"Raditz get my doctor fast." The snapped command woke me from the nightmare I was having, only it was no nightmare, it was real, as real as it comes.

I left the room disgusted, the horror I saw on Vegeta's face before will stay in my mind for a long, long time.

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"Where am I?" I groaned stiffening when I remembered the last time I'd been in this situation.

I sat weakly holding my chest, pain shot up through me making me almost vomit.

My head was spinning and the fact that I was starving didn't help matters at all. How long have I been out? I asked myself as I looked around. Thankfully there was no one in the room that I could see or feel. I got up slowly… carefully… not to aggravate the wound I so obviously had, judging by the bandages around my chest and torso.

I stood regaining my balance for a few moments, looking around to see where I was… His room, I was in the Ouji's room, and then everything came back to me, the women, Raditz, the prince's attack.

I wondered worriedly what ever happened to the girls. I tried to walk with a little difficulty; the Ki he shot was powerful, much too much power just to kill a simple girl… hell! I was lucky to have survived.

I made my way to the window on the far side of the room, holding onto anything I could along the way, I reached my destination successfully, leaning heavily on the windowsill.

I looked out the window to see a fleet of elites in training. It must have been high noon, or close to it. I could see the sun high in the sky, see the sweat on their bodies as they fought with one another

`I should be training like that if I want to defeat Vegeta' I thought. My stomach growled loudly remaining me how hungry I was. I went back to the bed suddenly feeling the need to sleep some more. But not here, I had to get the hell out of this place; I did not want to see the prince when he returned.

Luckily for me I remembered where Raditz had taken me on that night. So, foolishly, though unbeknownst to me at the time, I decided to go back to my holding pen.

I went out the room easily enough; there were no guards… most likely they were training.

I walked down the hall, holding the wall for support; my head felt as if it would explode, my pain taking a new high note. I hurried along ignoring it.

As I walked the endless hallways I became aware of the fact that I was lost; every long corridor looked exactly like the one before. My wound started bleeding, staining my bandages deep red. I held onto the wall for support finding it very difficult to continue, my vision clouded and I fell. I did not know where I was, but wherever it was I needed to get out quickly, before I was found and killed by these monsters.

I tried dragging myself forward, no longer looking for my pen but for a place to hide until I felt better. Somehow it seemed that I was hurting more than I was advancing.

I heard voices down the hall approaching, growing louder and louder, I normally would not care, I would just stand up and fight but I felt so weak that not even my will could make me move.

"Well, well, well… what do we have here?" I heard a deep voice right above me.

"A slave escapee… do you have any idea what we do with those?" another voice, I felt a foot kick my side, more to turn me that anything else…but it hurt…how it hurt!

"I don't think he does, otherwise he wouldn't have tried." The first voice snickered, "and look, he's hurt." He added as his foot nudged my wound making me literally see stars.

"Should we find out who's he belongs to?" the second voice asked the first.

"For what? Whoever it is, I'm sure they don't want an almost dead slave anymore. I say we have some fun with him, and then feed him to the watch birds." I groaned and tried to get away upon hearing this possible fate, but my captors were having none of it. The foot that was still on me suddenly became too much to bear. A scream escaped my throat, I try to bring my hand to shield the pain, but I couldn't move.

"He's already dead, what fun could he be?" one of them said. I could not make out who anymore, a hand grabbed my hair lifting me from the ground, another scream escaped me, this time I could feel the tears streaming down my face, the blood tickling, oozing down my body to my legs and onto the floor.

"Look he has no tail," I was thrown to the other oppressor, "fuck… god damn! I got his fucking blood all over me!!!"

"Why you throw him to me for… I don't wanna touch him!!" and I was hurled back to the other man. How was I still conscious? I have no idea, because the pain I felt then was enough to kill anyone.

Back and forth I went, neither of them wanted to put their hands on me, but yet they kept up this mindless, cruel game.

"Kill it." One snapped.

"You kill him" said the other.

"I got his blood all over me… it's your turn." I rode the waves of pain whishing only for them to solve their quarrel soon and kill me already.

"That's why you should kill him!" I hit the floor once again.

"Hell no! I don't like to soil myself with third class filth."

"Fine… fuck!! I don't want to get his blood on my armor."

"Just choke him." Hands grabbed my throat; I smiled looking forward to the dark oblivion of death, the air deliciously leaving my body.

Suddenly I felt a rush of wind on my face, I heard the man cry out and I was caught as I fell, the only thing that came to mind was that smell… I know that smell, I tried to see who it was, whose gentle hands were putting my down on the ground so gently. I smiled; at least I think I smile at my faceless savior.

"Baka…" a voice as soft as the hands spoke to me and then as if knowing that I was safe everything went black

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"Where is he?!" Vegeta came out of the room yelling like a mad man, he told me to wait outside for his call. I cannot remember ever being this mad. After the doctor, very reluctantly treated Kakarotto, Vegeta stayed by his side for two days. Finally the third day I convinced him to reassume his training, so this morning very reluctantly he left the third class' side.

It's still hard to understand what it is about that filthy child that can cloud the strongest and smartest being on this whole planet judgment this way.

As he asked the question, the fear I saw on my Ouji's face. It was enough to send me reeling. He dashed past me, shoving me away as he did so. I followed suit wondering what happened to the third class looser, hoping that whatever that was Vegeta was already too late to help.

We sped through corridors without direction, I whiffed the air and the smell of blood was enough to make me sick… I smirked, yes; let him be dead, the way he should have been from the start. Vegeta's pace grew faster, desperate as he too sensed the blood in the air, not knowing where to go, he stopped, and concentrated, no doubt trying to pinpoint the third class' location.

"Raditz… you're no help!!" he snapped turning to me. I have never seem him this upset, this frustrated before, to the point of loosing grips with himself, the cool, reserved, sharp thinking Ouji I knew would not let anything cloud his mind like this. I focused as well dreading the fact that I, must help him find the being I wished lost the most.

"Over there!!" he exclaimed before I could even breathe. I followed, rolling my eyes.

Not too far from where we were I saw two elite guards arguing over something, the smell of fresh blood was very pungent here. Vegeta wasted no time flying at them, his speed surpassing my power of vision long ago, that everything was a blur up until he stopped in front of the guards and beat them within an inch of their lives.

I watched fascinated the cold murderous prince I knew, returning for the first time in days. I did not know why he was beating on them, but it didn't matter, the look of pure joy on Vegeta's face made the loss of their lives worth it, then I saw him, a pile of limbs and blood on the floor, previously behind the elites, explaining why I had not seen him before.

He looked white as snow, except for the blood covering him… let him be dead… let him be dead, like a mantra I repeated in my mind as I approached him. I put my fingertips on his throat feeling the weak, barely there pulse, I put pressure on the spot to cut his air supply and end this foolishness once and for all.

"How is he?" my beloved came to stand next to me, crouching by the heap of flesh, "thank the Gods, he's barely alive." He released a sigh, taking the form in his arms effortlessly, walking past me ant to his rooms.

He deposited the unconscious body of the being responsible of ruining my life on his bed, sitting by the fool, caressing that messy, dirty clump of spikes. I flinched turning the other way, refusing to bear witness of this humiliating sight. If Vegeta no Ou could see his spawn now, he would surely put him down. It was hard to believe unless you saw it with your own eyes that Vegeta, Saiya-jin no Ouji was so infatuated with such a creature.

"Raditz…get the doctor." Vegeta whispered as if afraid to wake the boy up.

"But Vegeta sama, remember what he said last time… he would not lay a hand on the third class again, " I felt the need to remind him, " he even said he would tell your father that you're keeping one for a pet." I emphasized the last word to remind Vegeta that Kakarotto was in fact a pet, lower than that even.

"I didn't asked you what he said, I told you to go get him." I cannot understand what is so important about him, I felt like saying to my prince, instead I only nodded and left to the medical center in search of Vegeta's doctor.

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"Where am I" I groaned, this scene was playing itself out a lot lately.

"Don't force yourself," a voice spoke, "the doctor should be here soon." I stiffened, trying to sit up, I saw the price sitting on his chair, he did not get up nor did he say anything else, only looked the other way and continue to wait.

He did seem somehow relieved, as if he was actually glad that I was fine. I lay back down unable to hold the position any longer.

The next thing I knew I was held by the throat and brought nose to nose to an angry Vegeta.

"Don't you ever pull a stun like that again," he breathed my scent in, running his eyes over my features, indecisive whether to punch me or kiss me or both. His face a mix of anger and something else I could not place. "You don't die until I say so." I was dropped back to the bed, coughing I brought my hand to my chest as if it would help ease the pain.

He was back on his chair looking the other way; I could see the strain on his face, the…worry? No that could not be, Vegeta Saiya-jin no Ouji would not be worry about a third class baka, closing my eyes, wanting desperately to sleep and forget this whole thing, to wake up on my own bed to find out this had been nothing but a nightmare.

At that moment Raditz came in the room, followed by another tall elite, no doubt that doctor Vegeta spoke of.

"Ouji sama," the man bowed to the prince, "Raditz tells me the patience has suffered another… misfortune." I was not looking, but I could feel the hatred on his futures, hear the resentment in his voice, just like Raditz'.

"Don't ask questions… just tent to him," Vegeta spoke, "Raditz… watch him, make sure he doesn't leave, tie him if you have to, I don't care what you do." I opened my eyes to see Vegeta walking to the door, "I'm going to train," then as an afterthought, "just don't hurt him too much." And he was gone; the glare the longhaired elite shot me gave me chills. I silently thanked Vegeta for stopping the elite from torturing me, of course I would have to deal with the prince's abuse later, but with any luck I would be better by then.

The next few hours were the longest I ever had to endure; between the doctor's rough treatments and Raditz manhandling… he did tie me to the bed, even though I told him I couldn't go anywhere even if I wanted to… I could not remember ever being in so much pain and hunger, but at least my wounds were cleaned and my bandaged changed.

I was given some medicine, a shot and the doctor left without a word, leaving me alone with Raditz. I tried to ignore his presence but the hate I sensed from the man was so thick, that it could be sliced with a knife.

"Next time you won't be so lucky." His voice was hard, almost a sneer.

"Lucky would have been to die." My own voice sounded cold to my ears.

"Hn, I can fix that rather quickly," he came to me then, arm outstretched, palm open, ready to move in for the kill, the hand covered my nose and mouth, blocking my air supply. I stayed there unmoving, our eyes locked the hate in his scared me, still I would not move. We stayed like that for a few seconds, then he abruptly took his hand away and went back to Vegeta's chair, his eyes never left me.

"Your not worth my prince's wrath…I'll find a way to get rid of you." At that moment I realized the reason of his hatred, not because of my class, Raditz was in love with Vegeta… he could have him for all I cared, all I wanted to do was defeat him and give my people their pride and lives back… no not back, we never had them to begin with, I wanted to give them a new future, to give our children the desire to live and to live well.

Vegeta came back shortly after, I could smell his sweat mingled with his masculine musk, my body reacted the way it did every time it got confronted with it. I saw Raditz' eyes on the prince, I sensed his own arousal, and for some strange reason I cannot explain I felt for him the same jealous hatred he felt for me.

"I see you're well," his velvet voice whispered.

"Better… not well." I tried to sound as contemptuous as I could, but coming out as whiny instead. He looked at me for a few moments; I felt his inner conflict, his doubt…but wasn't it what I wanted, to be his weakness so that I could have my revenge? He walked to the other side of the room, opened a drawer and pulled a box out of it, I heard Raditz gasp, then stand to put himself between Vegeta and I, to prevent the prince from doing whatever it is he was planning to do, Vegeta shoved him effortlessly to the floor.

He sat down on the bed next to me, "Close your eyes," he commanded, a low growl came from somewhere else in the room, then I felt a molten heat on my upper thigh, my eyes snapped open as I screamed, more out of shock than pain, and then I saw it, his ring, his royal ring on his finger and the same exact seal on my thigh…he marked me…the bastard marked me!!

"You're mine," he whispered, "Now you're mine."

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A/N: Wow marked!! What will Kakarotto do now that he is marked by the very being he wished to destroy... and what will Raditz do? Next stop "Feelings" Things start to get a little more complicated for our hero. And for Vegeta as well