Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ai no Kakarotto ❯ Mission ( Chapter 9 )

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Ok I this will be the last chapter for a little while. I will be having surgery in a few days so I don't know when I will be back up and running, I hope to find lots of feedback to make me feel better when I get home from the hospital...Enjoy^^

NC-17 for Yaoi, adult themes and bad language

Chapter Eight: Mission

Why can't I remember!? I flew from Celipa like coward, not able to take any more of it. It was too much for my already broken pride and will to take. I never thought about any of this before... why didn't I remember... why didn't I care? My initial reaction had been one of rage; I wanted to destroy everything in sight, to kill everyone unlucky enough to cross my path. But what would be the point to that. Now I lay on my bed after I cried myself like a coward... My father, the father I could not remember is alive, alive and for some reason vanished from... no not vanished, thought dead... and why?

Celipa had the answers, but yet she said I must look for him, that he should be the one to answer my questions. And her... Vegeta's mother.... what the hell is going on here?! I tossed and turned trying to fight whatever it is that keeps me from my memories, but all I got were patches that didn't make any sense.

++Flashback++

"You need to do better than that if you want to walk out of here alive... boy!" the king is telling me... we're fighting. I look very young... little more than a child. And he, not much older than my beloved prince is now... is this a dream... a memory?

"And you tell me you can care for my heir... future King of Vegeta-sei... with that miselign power." He glared at me, but it was not a malicious glare, it was one of ...desire?

My fallen bleeding self, struggles to get up, but he was on me in an instant, beating, caressing, and lapping my blood at the same time... I didn't know whether to attack or push his disgusting body off me. I managed to kick him off me, to land a few punches, out of rage if nothing else, but my victory was short lived when he again, with a flick of his wrist, sends me reeling to the far wall. I hear my bones crack, but still I will not give up, can not give up. I have a goal and I must achieve it or die trying. As my world begins to blur, my vision becomes red, I hear his mocking laughter, goading me.

"And to think I almost gave in to your stupid request...boy." More laughter, I couldn't stand that laugh. I summoned strength from the black recess that is my heart and with a roar lunge myself at him. I land a kick to his groin...I smirked, a punch to his gut...I smiled, a blast to his chest... I laughed like a child. His hand grabbed my foot, as I was getting ready to kick him on the face, his dark eyes met mine and the fear I felt could not be explained with words.

"Are you done...boy?" A ki infused palm hit me square on the chest and everything went black.

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I woke up in a regen tank, I could see the doctors buzzing around, tending to other tanks and patients, I felt like shit, even if the healing waters were to regenerate what was broken, the pain humiliation and defeat could not be cured.

"He's awake." I heard a voice, then a body came closer and looked at my read outs, with the press of a few buttons, the bluish cold liquid began to drain. I was taken to a room I'd never seen, very spacious and luxurious. I looked around and recognized one thing... his throne... so it has come down to this. Sitting on the bed, still wearing the thin tunic the medics had thrown on me, I heard that chuckle.

"Tougher than you look eh? They told me it would be a couple of days before you could be taken out of the tank, with the damage you had." I didn't bother to acknowledge his comment.

"Why didn't you kill me?" My voice held the resentment I felt.

"Why would I do such a thing? You amuse the shit out of me, besides I cannot be bothered testing anyone else to care for my child." I dared to look into his eyes, eyes that to all were forbidden to meet.

"You mean..." I muttered like a little boy.

"No... I do not mean anything... merely that I got tired of testing incompetent fools. So it seems that I will have to make up my mind amongst the least incompetent... or someone who can offer me something in return." His eyes bored into mine. I swallowed audibly. the next second he was on me, his lips so close to mine, that I could feel his hot breath on my face, I moved further into the bed, only to have him leaning on me, one hand between my legs and the other one caressing my face.

"What are you willing to give for your charge?" His voice barely a needy rasp against my lips. I was not expecting this, but if I must submit to him...so be it, I will do what I must to get what I want. Slowly bringing a hand to the back of his head I covered the distance between us and covered his lips with mine, we kissed fiercely for what it seemed an eternity, his mouth devouring mine, barely giving me room to breathe. I closed my eyes trying not to think on what my father might think were he to find out about this. Our tongues clashed our hands all over each others bodies, I do not know where I learned to do this, sex was not something that interested me very much. He threw me back, and promptly began kissing his way down my body, the tunic long gone, I closed my eyes tighter still, and prayed to the Legendary... both from gratitude and forgiveness. I knew this is wrong... but what else could I do? I felt his mouth on my manhood, devouring me painfully, I tried to think on happy thoughts... on the respect I will have, on the joy bringing up our prince would bring me, but as I tried to concentrate on this, his own manhood assaulted my senses...did he wanted me to do the same as he? I closed my eyes shut and ran my tongue along his length...I felt a nauseating chill down my spine...I must endure this...I must not show any hesitation. I slowly began copying his actions, growing faster and faster, the moans the man was uttering goading me a little, I let myself go to the sensations my body was experiencing and began moaning softly myself. Next I know I was being roughly flipped on all fours and the pain I felt next will stay in my mind forever.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this." a raspy whisper said in my ear, all I could focus was in the pain, I didn't want to scream... could not scream, as he gave me no chance to recuperate and began moving inside my torn body... pain and more pain, the tears made their way down my face and wet the bed below, I felt his mouth on my ear sucking painfully at my lobe. I masked my moans of agony as those of pleasure... and then it was over. He fell on top of me, heaving and sweating.

"As long as you remain like this..." he whispered hoarsely, "you can get heaven and hell from me..."

++End of Flashback++

"I startled awake...what the hell was that all about... was it a dream... a memory? Sometime during my self-pity trip I'd fallen asleep. I had not allowed myself to think on that dark night, when I lost my innocence, gave him the only thing that was mine to give and became his pawn. I had pushed it out of my mind, like I've done everything else... am I really so cold... so calculating and despicable... did I even care when my family died, did I even knew what happened? Celipa... she had the answers. But had chosen to hide this from me all these years... and why now, why come forth after all this time with these shocking revelations?

Confusion was an understatement to what I felt. "Look for him" she had said... and what if they were killed... or driven away... why was she allowed to live? Legendary in heaven, help me understand, guide me, tell me what I must do... should I look for this man I do not remember, who's supposed to be my father, or should I continue living as I have until now? The answers were yet not clear to me, but one thing is for sure, I cannot let Vegeta no Ou know about this, not only for my sake... but for Celipa's as well.

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The rebel camp base was something taken right out of a book. I never could have imagined that something like this even existed. I was brought blindfolded, they said I would have to test my worthiness, then I would be placed with a rank and given my first mission. Excitement coursed through my every pore, I could hardly focus on anything but the trial ahead. The man who led me was saying things to me, which I could not even pay attention to so exhilarated I felt, I just wanted to get out here and cause as much damage I could to the elites before taking care of my real targets.

"Alright boy...let's go." Another burly man said to me, I of course immediately obeyed; he led me to some sort of arena, not as elaborate as Vegeta's, but bigger in size. "You will fight one on one until you cannot stand anymore." He stated once we got to the center, I looked around at those gathered; it reminded me to one of those stories my father used to tell me about third class' put to fight to their deaths for elite's entertainment.

"Is that the test?" I asked a little disappointed, I had hoped for something really challenging.

"Trust me... it won't be easy." he responded as if reading my mind.

"Uh...ok." I assumed my fighting stance; I only hoped I was not too rusty, my training hadn't really been the greatest since Vegeta took me in... And then that collar... who knew what kind of side effects it had.

About ten Saiyans came out of nowhere and I thought to myself again... what kind of test this is? The first of them came to me and with no warning attacked. It must have lasted ten seconds, with a swift summersault that resulted on my foot breaking his jaw, and a punch to the gut; I had him flat on the ground... I hoped not all of them were this weak.

The second one was a little more challenging; I had to actually do some strategic maneuvering to push him off me a couple of times and land the KO blow.

"Ok...I'm liking this" I thought with a smirk as the third came full force, this fight took longer, whoever he was, his skill contested an elite's, and he knew how to fly... which was to my disadvantage, since I couldn't do more than meditate, and that even took me a lot of concentration. `Kuso! I should have taken a couple more training sessions with Vegeta before escaping.' After a long time, and a lot of strategy from my part, I was able to knock this one down too... three down, seven to go... I thought as I wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand, the next thing I saw was a fist coming right at me, it hit me square on the face, then the man was gone from my sight, only to reappear behind me, and trip me with his leg. I fell hard on my ass, but I didn't have that much time to be embarrassed as he sent me reeling half way across the arena.

All were cheering for their comrade, and some were even making fun of me...hmph, like this was some kind of game, and not a serious matter. This little bit of rage seemed to set me aflame, because I was able to make it to my feet and defend, before the man could make it to where I landed. I jumped in the air as high as I could go, and like I thought he would he took flight thinking I was doing the same, he passed by me, to wait for me above. I smirked grabbing his foot and slamming him hard on the ground. The force I put in the action allowed me to levitate for a few seconds, and with all my might I used my body as a projectile and landed right on his chest. I heard his ribs crack, not sure whether this had been enough to stop him, I kicked him a few yards away, just as he had done me, I made my way to him and grabbed him by the hair throwing him up in the air, he tried to steady himself to attack, but the smell of his blood had awakened something in me... is hard to explain, this feeling, this exhilaration, the rage, the desire to pound something... to kill.

I jumped again, and this time I passed the already fallen body and with my elbow, I crushed him into the ground once more. As I was getting ready to assault him anew, the man who brought me here phased behind me and held me by the chest.

"That's enough brat... he's already unconscious." I looked down and realized this as well. I hadn't even paid attention, so wrapped up I was in not being defeated. The man let go of me and I dropped on my feet, I noticed for the first time that everyone was staring at me in silence.

"All of you!" Shouted the man to the remainder of the Saiyans in the field. "Get him all at once." My eyes opened wide, but for some reason I was more excited than afraid. They all came on cue and I don't know how, but I began fighting them all. I've done this with my friends back at the slums, many times, but they were not nearly as strong as these. No matter, I was having the time of my life; I fended them off one by one, some of them even took to the air, but still I defended and managed to strike back, as if I've done this my whole life. I might as well, never in all my short life have I felt this alive, I laughed like a little kid, almost playing with them. They finally realized that I was more trouble than I was worth and got serious, conjuring some sort of strategy to knock me down. ... bring it on... I thought happily as I tried to fend off their attacks, then they were all on me and I felt for the first time the pressure of their number. I could feel the frustration and suffocation of being held down. Kicks, punches, even weak ki strike my body, feeding this frustration, one of them busted my lip and as soon as the blood found its way inside my mouth I snapped. With a ferocious roar, I pulled strength from deep within me and the next thing I knew, they were all thrown off me as if by magic. I've seen Raditz and Vegeta do this while in training. The adrenaline coursed throughout my being telling me not to stop, not to give in, not to lose... not here, not to this weak men who knew nothing of the hardships I've endured, of the humiliation to be called "third class filth" and of the rage for falling for the very being I have to kill.

...I will not let them get me... a voice repeated over and over in my head. When they made their way back to me, I was ready. I don't even know how long this went on, they attacked, I knocked them down, no matter how, no matter how many at one time, I beat them down with ease. At some point the ones still conscious began retreating, until I was left alone in the middle of the ring, heaving, but feeling disappointed that my fun was over. All eyes were on me. The one who stopped me from killing the guy I fought before approached my cautiously, standing a few paces away fro me.

"I don't even know what to say brat." He began, "No one's ever done this before...especially a third class," it bothered a little that he said it like that, but I was beyond caring, all I wanted to do was keep on fighting.. He looked at me strangely and then turned to the audience to address them.

"The brat passed the test with flying colors; I personally haven't seen a fight this good since I witness the elites in training." He said to all present, they were all staring at me wide eyed... what they never seen anyone fight? I felt like saying, but I stood straight in silence like a good little boy. "I say we put him in charge of a squad." I didn't know what that meant, but it sounded important. The uproar that fallowed could only be described as havoc. "May I remind you!" the man halted the uprooted crowd with one hand and a stern look. "The rules clearly state that anyone who passes the test winning all ten fights gets a squad." again they all broke into shouts and claimed they were not going to take orders from a child. I didn't care one way or the other, I just wanted them to make up their minds so I could start going out on missions.

"Do you want me to get the boss?!" At the mention of this, all went silent. Then he turned to me. "I don't know what you did brat... but you won your charge. We'll assemble tomorrow to assign you a squad, in the meantime go and rest...believe me from now on, you will cherish any little bit of rest you can get."

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"He's happy." I heard Vegeta whisper; he halted our morning exercises by going still all of a sudden.

"Who?" I asked. After my dream, I decided to let things be for now. I could not afford to worry about things that happened twenty years ago...not when my prince was at his weakest.

"Nothing." Vegeta muttered reassuming his fighting stance. I could only guess who that was though... could my prince possibly feel the bastard? If so, why didn't he go get him already? Not that I wanted him to, but this guessing game was killing me slowly. We both know where Kakarotto is, so why... and why is the moron happy, isn't he a prisoner... and why the Hunters have not contacted us? I'm sure they have seen Vegeta's seal on his thigh. All these questions with no answers were eating at my sanity. Vegeta came to me and continued his attacks with a new fervor, as if the fact that idiot was happy bothered him somehow....hmph what nerve Kakarotto had... to have such feelings, when Vegeta is suffering in silence... is simply too much. Again Vegeta halted as if feeling something else, his eyes opened wide. I stood looking at him, waiting to see if he would offer some sort of clue as to what was going on.

My Ouji's tough front was slowly beginning to crumble as the days and weeks passed, it was obvious that he was deeply affected and it showed on his every move. I seriously doubted at this point that Vegeta had any intention on punishing that fucking, filthy bastard.

"Raditz." He addressed me calmly, "Enough training for today." What?! We've only started four hours ago.

"What are we going to do?" I asked surprised omitting my opinion in the matter. He looked at me a while and then walked to the door. I followed suit, I had no intention in leaving him alone after knowing the reason for his fall out. By his silence I took it he didn't care whether I followed or not. We went out of the palace and made our way to the gardens, never taking flight.

"Where are we going?" I asked when I could take it no longer, he didn't respond. At the far end of the palace limits the Legendary Temple stood grand... I haven't been here since... a flash of memory came to me, but it was gone before I could even acknowledge it. We went in and I felt my chest tightening all of a sudden. I knew this place, I had been here, I could feel it... but when?

Both Vegeta and I bowed to the statue of our ancestor and made our way to the praying priest who knelt in front of the altar. Priest... again a memory plagued me, it was longer this time, and I was a young boy, running down this corridor toward a faceless man... I was happy.

+++Flashback+++

"Otto-san...Toma-san!" I ran down this very same hall, to meet with two men, I could not make out their faces; I was excited to say the least. I wore a big smile startling both men

"What is the matter brat?" The one I called Otto-san asked me amused

"I was chosen!!!" I shouted excitedly, the pride shined in my face. "The ceremony will be held the day of the Ouji's birth...isn't it awesome?!" I can not remember ever being this happy, rage, arrogance and loneliness was all I knew. My father gave me a stern look, even with his face in shadows I could feel his disapproval, I pursed my lip, disappointed that this didn't made him as proud as I had hoped it would. "Out of thousands of elites to come forth I was the one chosen by the king."

"I wonder why?" said Toma-san sourly; I snapped my eyes to his in a dark glare.

"Shouldn't first classes be tending to their duties?" the sarcasm in my voice unmasked... I disliked this man, just as I disliked my mother.

"And shouldn't you be training?" Otto-san cut in harshly, I lowered my gaze, then I looked up smiling broadly, this was the happiest day of my life, I was not about to let some idiot first class ruin it for me, not after all I had to go through to make my dream come true.

"I wanted to give you the news." My face gleamed with the pride I felt.

"I knew you would be chosen... and I know why you were chosen." Otto-san said in the same harsh tone, I lowered my head again, this time in shame... why couldn't he just be happy for me?

"A small price to pay." I muttered wishing we didn't have to discuss this in front of Toma.

"You have no idea what you're saying...we'll talk about this when I get home... now go and train yourself." I gave him a sad look and bowed my head to the statue as I made my way out.

+++End of Flashback+++

"Ouji-sama!" The High Priest snapped me out of my recollection. "So good of you to finally visit us." Vegeta seldom if ever came to this place, he only did when it was unavoidable, which was once a year on the anniversary on the Legendary's death. I was excused by his father, I never knew why...but now, after what Celipa told me, it made perfect sense.

"I am not here to pay respects to anyone." Vegeta said coldly, "I need you to perform a reading on me." I involuntary gasped, Vegeta and I have gone into heated arguments over his disbelief on anything not tangible, to him all this religion matters were nothing but rubbish, meant to get ignorant subjects to do what they were told. And as far as the Legendary, the prince didn't even believe it had ever existed. To him it was impossible for one Saiyan to harvest so much power.

"A reading Ouji-sama?" The High Priest asked just as surprised as I was. Vegeta's faithlessness was common knowledge.

"That is what I said...do you have a problem?" The prince's voice grew colder.

"Of course not...I will be glad to be of service to your Lordship." He bowed to the statue and turned to us again, "Shall I do it in the sacred chambers?"

"Wherever you feel it will be most accurate." I wanted so badly to be able to be there, to hear what was said, but I knew these were private matters; I could only hope Vegeta felt generous enough to share his revelation with me later.

"Raditz-san." The High Priest whose name I did not know addressed me as if noticing my presence just then. I met his gaze waiting for him to continue, "about yourself...would you like a reading as well?" What was this man's problem? Readings were only done to royals; I looked at Vegeta who remained there looking at me, waiting for my answer as well.

"Don't you know...?" I began.

"I dare say you need to be led in the right path." My outrage was starting to come through. Still Vegeta said nothing...didn't my prince think this low life needed to be taught a lesson?

"Let's go." Vegeta said to the both of us and walked ahead to the sacred chamber out back...how did I know where it was? We followed but not before I gave the Priest a look that promised pain beyond words. The sacred chambers was a very plain room, inside was nothing but a statue of the Legendary and a few chairs, and in the middle of the room a small stool that I can only assume it was for the one being read to kneel while it. I sat on one of the chairs and while the Priest stood facing the stool. Vegeta gave a look that told me I was to go first, I rolled my eyes already wishing I didn't have to go through this. I knelt and immediately the Priest began some incantation in another dialect, I dared a look at my prince who remained standing by the statue. I felt the man's hands on my head.

`Please relax...clear your mind of any thoughts," he said and I could not help but comply, I did what I was told, a strange sensation coursed through me...I felt somehow...at ease.

"Your mind is very troubled..." he began, telling me something I already knew. "You seem to be in search for answers but are afraid to find them...you're mind is closed to me, as it is to you...but I can tell you that you must look for the one who can free your mind from all the hate I feel from you." Was that supposed to be a reading? He told me nothing, what of my future, what of the father I'm supposed to look for...what of my prince finally accepting what I have to offer. "Hate will bring you nothing but more hate...and ultimately will claim your life...find peace and everything will fall into place." And with those words he took his hands off me...what a rip off this was. I stood and went to where Vegeta was standing; he gave me a nod and went to kneel on the stool. The Priest began with the same incantations and, but was halted by Vegeta...

"You better give me a real reading...or I will personally remove you from your charge." I had to smirk at his directness; Vegeta bowed his head once more and let the man continue with his rite.

"I can feel your confusion and doubt...you lost something...I can see a young man and I also see a woman... mingled in both your lives."

"How...how is she mingled?" Vegeta interrupted, and I was left open mouthed...he was describing Kakarotto and that slave...or was it Celipa?

"Ouji-sama please the images I see reflect your past, present or future, they are not something I can invoke at will or control once I see them...I will ask you to remain in silence until I see no more. I will answer all your questions afterwards." Vegeta mouthed something that sounded like an apology and bowed his head again; the incantations were repeated once more. "I see the young boy...he is leading an army...leading it against you my prince." I felt Vegeta wince, but he said nothing. "His power is as big as yours...you are fighting each other...by the gods...what is that light?!" The Priest fell aback; Vegeta was on him in a heart beat.

"When...when do we fight...who wins...what light!?" My prince was shaking the life out of the man; I had to come between them before he did kill him.

"I...I am sorry Ouji-sama, the image was too intense for me...I..." said the Priest grabbing his chest.

"Well you better do your thing again," warned Vegeta.

"I don't think I can invoke any more visions today, I exhausted too much of my power."

"I will not take that crap from you...you began something...now finish it! Or I will..."

"Vegeta," I said putting my hand on his shoulder, he turned to me angrily shaking my hand away, "It will be better to let him be for now...we can come back tomorrow." All I got from him was a baleful stare and he stormed out leaving me alone with the Priest.

"Raditz-san," I turned to him annoyed...I really was not up to this. "I must apologize for lying to you." I narrowed my eyes, "I did see something of your future...or I should say possible future."

"Possible?" What the hell does he mean by that?

"The future is not set in stone...at least I do not believe it is, visions only show us a possibility, but our fate is our own."

"Stop your blubbering and tell me what you saw." I was getting angrier by the second, all I wanted to do was go after Vegeta, see how this bullshit had affected him.

"I rarely see someone's death in my visions...but I saw yours...," he said gravely, looking down.

"My death...how...when?" Why was I letting him goad me into this I didn't know, but...?

"I saw your dead body at the feet of a God...a golden God."

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"You will be put in charge of squad twenty-seven; we took the youngest member of all current twenty-six squads and formed this one to put you in charge of...as you well saw at the training ground a lot of he older folks would have had a difficult time taking orders from you." The man who first brought me to the trial arena said, his name I learned later is Nota. I sat at the end of a long table, there were all squad leaders plus some other people with more important charges...I would have never thought the resistance was this organized, I mean I barely knew of their existence, let alone how it all worked. And now, look at me...a squad leader.

"Is not necessary to put me to lead a squad...I really just want to go out there and do some damage...and to learn how to fly," I added shyly, I heard a few gasps and a few smirks, I guess it would come as a surprise that the first Saiyan to defeat ten strong warriors did not know how to.

"Rules are rules...besides why wouldn't you not want to lead a squad?" Nota asked he seemed the only one who had something to say.

"I...I mean... I do, I just." I didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry about training; you'll get enough of it to make you sick. In the mean time we'll send you on a mission with another squad so you can get the feel of it.... What's the next mission?" Nota turned to another Saiyan and asked curtly. I could feel all eyes on me.

"Water purification plant." The second man answered.

"I thought we already got that one!" Nota said in surprise.

"Nothing came out of it, we couldn't even get near it...we have the blue prints of it now...we know exactly where to go," the man finished, I was not understanding this at all, what did the water plant had to do with anything? Who cares...I thought... as long as I get to kick elites asses I was going to be alright...just you wait Vegeta...today your ranks...tomorrow...Your life.

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"Vegeta-sama...we have confirmation of the rebel activities, they will be attacking the water plant two nights from now." An elite officer came in barging on our training...since when did they tell Vegeta what the rebels were up to?

"Good..." my prince responded, "are your informants reliable?" Vegeta's tone was matter of fact.

"We managed to intercept a pet who was trading information with them...she sang like a bird Ouji-sama." Vegeta smirked satisfied...did I miss something...since when Vegeta was keeping on top of this? True we had gone to get information from Celipa...but I didn't think my prince was all that interested on the matter.

"Two nights huh?" Vegeta's face took in a frightening look to it. "We'll be right there waiting for them."

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The water plant was humongous; I've never seen anything this big. I was supposed to stay outside with two squads on the look out while a third squad went inside and set explosives all over the place. According to Nota they intended to blow up the whole place beyond repair, since they had the blue prints of the building they knew exactly where to set the bombs to cause the most damage. I was just happy to be a part of this, even if I wound up doing nothing I would rejoice just to know we caused the royals a good headache...Vegeta...

"Kakarotto!" I heard a voice whisper by me, I looked to see a young boy, he looked younger than me and somewhat afraid.

"How do you know my name?" was the only thing I thought to say.

"Everyone knows who you are...that fight was awesome, I've never seen anyone fight like that." the boy said in awe, I blushed a little and smiled at him.

"It was nothing much...what's your name?" I asked him amicably.

"Is kind of long, but people call me Krillin, I heard you're seventeen...I'm seventeen too, this is my first mission, I'm kind of nervous," he fidgeted embarrassingly.

"Is my first mission too," I laughed, "I'm nervous too...we should stick together."

"Yes, I wanted to ask you something." He continued and at that moment without any warning a blast that could destroy a whole town came towards us, I grabbed him and jumped out of the way, I didn't even had time to see if the others were alright.

"What the hell was that?!" Krillin yelled over the noise, our squad was already blasting in the direction the ki blast came from. I looked around and saw nothing.

"Elites!!" One of our men cried out, but was blown right out of the sky as the words left his mouth. I felt the bile rose to my mouth as I was hit with blood...my comrade's blood. Out of nowhere the elites started to pour out, they've been waiting for us. They let us believe that we were in the safe only to get us when we least expected it. I let go of Krillin who was now shaking uncontrollably.

"Krillin!" I snapped, between the mayhem and the screams of the other I tried to get him to look at me. "Krillin!" I shook him, he reacted and met my gaze...he was too far gone, I could smell the fear in him. "Snap out of it! I need you to go inside and tell the others what's going on, the last thing we need is for anyone to get captured." He gave me a look that told me he was not up to it. "Listen to me, we need you to pull it together, you either die out here or go inside and give us a chance to at least get out alive." He seemed to react to this and nodded. "I'll cover you!" I said and I watched him run into the dark building. A flash went past me and after Krillin... "No you don't!" I yelled and went after whoever that unlucky bastard was.

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We watched from a safe distance the havoc below...fucking fools, they really thought they could get away with this. They were so few in number that Vegeta didn't even think necessary to soil his armor.

"Did they really believe they could do this?" I said half laughing; in truth this was very entertaining.

"Apparently so." Vegeta responded as amused, his long tail swung from side to side happily, the way it did when...he was around. We watched those insects below be squashed like the plague they were. Vegeta had instructed our squad to take prisoners, but judging the way things were going it didn't seem there would be any survivors. Suddenly we heard a roar...a roar I knew...we knew. Vegeta flew to it and I followed. We flew past escaping rebels, ignoring them, the vile rose to my throat...please Legendary let it not be.

Vegeta stood eyes wide open staring ahead. Cornered like a rat I saw Kakarotto fighting six elites at the time, a growl came out of my prince... but it was not from rage, it was from...relief. I started to make my way to him, to end it once and for all, but I was halted by my prince's arm. Blood was running from different parts of the bastard's body, he was fighting ferociously, but yet he was not moving to advance. His eyes were white with rage, he was beyond reasoning or recognition, I looked beyond to see another boy hurt badly on the ground. One of the elites fighting him apparently had enough fun and ignited his hand with powerful ki I dared a look at my prince who stood watching; his eyes were glassy and full of...

The elite shouted to the others to clear the way and Vegeta was on him in a heartbeat.

"If you so much as touch him..." I heard him say, then the filthy bastard seemed to come to his senses and stared straight at Vegeta.

"Vegeta!" He gasped a mixture of surprise and something else in his voice. "What are you doing here?!" the bastard dared speak to my prince in such manner. Vegeta's face hardened hiding his emotions once more.

"I should ask you that," his voice cold, I and the others stood there staring at them.

They stared into one another's eyes, as if speaking to each other in a way they alone could understand. Vegeta took a step towards him. Kakarotto assumed a fighting stance...hmph as if he could win against Vegeta... Then out of nowhere a man appeared behind Kakarotto...a man that looked just like the third class filthy bastard! He smirked at us...at me...and said bringing two fingers to his forehead he spoke:

"Not yet brats...not yet..." then knocking Kakarotto unconscious he grabbed him and the other boy and disappeared... just like that.

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A/N about that? I bet you guys didn't expect a meeting yet huh? Not exactly the romantic reunion most of you wished for...but do not worry my dears, when the time comes I will make it good...not too long now.

Next: Vegeta now knows where his mate is...or at least who he is with. What will he do...what will Raditz do and what ever happened to Chivaa... stay tuned^^