Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Chizzari-Raditz ❯ Vegeta's Return ( Chapter 3 )

Black eyes glittered dangerously as they took in the scene. Raditz, arms bound, held upright by the bodies of his father and Nappa. A Raditz barely recognizable as the man he had been six months before. A frail-looking tail dropped limply to land with an audible thud on the floor. It was promptly snatched up by a huge hand. The snapping sound of a broken bone followed almost immediately.

A raw scream, followed by a kiss and the tiniest bit of comforting before a hissed command ordered Bardock to touch his son more intimately. He released his son's head, his hand moving downward once more.

Raditz' head lolled backwards against Nappa. His eyes appeared unfocused, unseeing. Yet, for a brief moment, clarity shone, recognition. Lips moved in an attempt to speak, but the word he tried to say remains unspoken. Dark eyes rolled back, the body going limp. Nappa snarled, grabbing a handful of Raditz's hair and yanking. He succeeded in doing nothing more than pulling out a handful of long black hair.

Vegeta moved. One moment, Raditz was pinioned between the two, the next, his limp body was flung onto one of the couches. Nappa, jaw broken and unconscious, crashed into the wall and hung there like some exotic, ugly trophy. Bardock scrambled for Raditz, had his head pressed to Raditz' chest when Vegeta reached him. His body went suddenly limp with relief. "Alive… thank the gods."

Bardock turned, kneeling before Vegeta. He expected to be hit, but Vegeta merely looked down at him. "Report."

"My prince?" Bardock looked up. "Report what, Highness?"

"What has happened in my absence?" A negligible motion towards the battered Saiyan on the couch. "What has happened among my chizzari?"

"Training, Highness," Bardock answered quietly. "Raditz has not fared well during it. He refuses to accept that he must have the training."

"What training?" the prince snapped.

"To please you. To learn the use of items used on or by the chizzari. To learn the positions and means of pleasuring a man," he explained. He risked a glance at his son, then looked up at the prince's angry face. "My son… told your first he would not learn. His training has… not gone well."

Vegeta examined the nude man before him. Nearly every inch of the man's skin was bruised. Blood ran from a few fresh wounds, old blood scabbed over others. The broken tail hung limply from the edge of the couch. Bardock was in somewhat better shape, with fewer bruises and no obvious wounds. "Take him to his room, then go to yours."

"Yes, Highness."

Vegeta watched as Bardock gathered his son up, being careful of the broken tail. He noted which room the man was carried into, and which Bardock entered after. Only then did he go to deal with the ugly trophy on his wall. Once he was satisfied that Nappa understood just how little Vegeta cared for his behavior, the prince went to tend his chosen chizzari.

He slipped into the room. Raditz lay on the bed, carefully propped to lie on his side. Vegeta nodded approvingly. Bardock had done well, not that the man would be staying in the bed.

Vegeta lifted Raditz carefully. It was difficult, considering how small he was, but he maneuvered the larger man into the bathing room. He filled the deep tub, quickly stripping off his own clothing before joining the larger man in the tub. He washed the blood from the man's body, noting each bruise, and even a few bite marks. Other wounds, he wasn't able to identify, and decided to investigate the items that Bardock had mentioned.

He felt the dry, straw-like texture of hair that had been luxuriously thick six months before. Handled most carefully the tail that had not one, but fourteen of the bones broken. Again, he maneuvered the big man, this time back to the bed. He looked for, but found, no clean clothing to drape the man in, and wrapped him in a blanket instead.

Once more, he managed to gather the man up. This time, he took him out of the chizzari area entirely, and to the med bay, where he personally oversaw the setting of the regeneration tank's controls. Raditz was still unconscious when he pulled him, healed, from the tank, and took him back to his quarters.

His quarters, not his chizzari's. Vegeta laid the man in his bed, and stripped out of his clothes once more. He took a quick shower, then returned. He crawled into the bed, pressing himself up against the man he had asked his father for. He pulled the man's arm down, placing Raditz' hand over his own sex. He wriggled slightly, his tail moving lightly over Raditz' cock while nimble fingers ruffled through the thin fur of his tail.

Raditz responded to the caresses, and Vegeta writhed against him, pushing himself onto Raditz' shaft. He used his tail to pull the blanket up to his waist, then twined his tail with Raditz'. He pulled Raditz' other arm down, pillowing his head on it and sucking on one of his fingers. Content, the young prince fell asleep.