Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Emerald and Ebony ❯ Secchuu{Comprimise} ( Chapter 1 )

N. Ohayo minna! -=Smirks.=- I know you've been waiting somewhat patently for this and I assure you that I'm trying to work on it as much as possible. Now I suppose I should explain this new fic a bit. First of all I must thank Emuraude2 for giving me the idea for the fic. Domo Arigato oujo. Secondly I have to thank B Chan for letting me base my title pic off her `SaiyaJin Dogs' image. As always B it's an honor. I plan on using more Japanese in my fic this time than usual, and I am using it in place of the SaiyaJin language. Now I suppose I should explain the actual story eh? Here's a summary: Piccolo is King of Nameksei and a few other planets in that system; he has owned a certain gentle SaiyaJin as his pet for several years and the two have been unseperable lovers as well as master and pet. One day the king has to go on a rather lengthy diplomatic journey and he is unable to take his beloved pet with him. To console the distraught SaiyaJin, he allows him to choose a companion from the slave market to be his own `pet'. The elated SaiyaJin knows exactly who he wants and it happens to be a certain prince that both he and the king have found an interest in. Piccolo leaves on his trip and his pet gets himself a handful of trouble with his new companion, who is less than happy to be in his care. By the time Piccolo returns the two pets have become closely attached to each other and his appearance seems to be causing problems….but it seems the king wants both his pets to love him, what will the new one think? Will the king get himself two delicious SaiyaJin to cherish and tumble with? Or will his loving pet have to choose between his loves?

Warnings- blah what are you expecting? You know what I write about…but just in case you've forgotten there will be Yaoi in this, male/male/male situations…heh I'm doing a triad here…hmm..watch out for sloppy, juicy lemons minna!

Emerald and Ebony

Chapter One

Secchuu (Compromise)

"Ah! Piccolo San!"

"Goku!"

Two bodies stiffened on the soft silk of violet sheets, backs curved inwards, pushing smooth chests together as the shudder of climax shook their forms. Green hands clenched firmly onto alabaster hips, swollen lips bedewed a collared neck with wet kisses. Still trembling a little from his orgasm, Piccolo slowly disentangled himself from his lover and fell beside him on the rumpled bed sheets. His lips quirked up in the ghost of a grin as soft raven spikes tickled against his throat and delicate lips lovingly kissed his chest. He wrapped his arms around the snuggling SaiyaJin in a tight embrace. The NamekJin couldn't help but chuckle softly as the air was soon filled with the snores of his worn-out pet. He stroked the wild locks of dark hair and allowed a smile to grace his lips as he thought of how blessed he was to have this particular SaiyaJin.

Goku was one of the few SaiyaJins still living. The passionate, fearsome race of warriors had once ruled a vast portion of the universe, but after the wars with the IceJin there weren't many of either race left. People had begun to lose their fear of the SaiyaJins and started to see them more as vicious animals than cunning fighters. SaiyaJins were hunted down, captured, and sold as pets. If they were unable to safely capture them they were normally killed on sight. This made them even more expensive than a normal slave was; but the King of Nameksei could afford anything he wanted, and he had wanted Goku.

He had been little more than a teenager then, newly crowned, and he wanted to purchase himself a compatible pet. He had been advised against SaiyaJins, but when he saw the group of stern beings he had to have one. Creamy flesh, wild ebon hair, dark eyes, and soft bushy tails; how could he not want one of these impressive creatures? He had walked up and down the line twice before narrowing his choice down to three youngsters close to his own age. One stood tall and proud, he had a mischievous glint in his eyes and a waterfall of black spikes that tumbled down to his knees. His brown tail was coiled tightly around his waist but Piccolo could see a few ruddy highlights in the soft fur. He was told that this one was named Raditz. Standing to the right of the tall SaiyaJin had been a small adolescent with crossed arms and a deep scowl. His tail held a bluish tint to it as did his hair, which stood straight up like a candle flame. His black eyes were defiant and proud; this was Vegeta, the prince of all SaiyaJins, and the only royal SaiyaJin to have been captured. On the other side of Raditz was another youth, younger than the rest but different in many other ways. While Raditz smirked coolly at him and Vegeta sneered with contempt, this little one smiled brightly and waved his reddish tail in greeting. His skin was a pale ivory and his eyes sparkled with wonder and excitement. The wiry child shifted from foot to foot with energy, his tail flicking from side to side as he looked around at everything. He had seven spikes of raven hair that jutted out in all directions. This one was cute, adorable would be a better word. He had something special in his demeanor that the others didn't have, an openness and carefree attitude. Piccolo had chosen him after only a few minutes of deliberation. Raditz had almost attacked the man who came to attach a leash to the boys collar, apparently this was his little brother, but the big SaiyaJin was shot with a tranquilizer and fell to the ground as his younger sibling was handed to the king.

The little SaiyaJin had cried for his brother and tried to wiggle out of Piccolo's arms and go back to him, fearing he was dead. Surprisingly the prince had intervened, waving the little one back and dragging Raditz towards the cage they were all kept in on his own. Piccolo had watched in silent wonder as his little pet had tearfully waved to them all and slowly come to stand by his side. He had never left him since that day.

Piccolo had learned that his pet's name was Goku, he had suffered a head injury during the capture of his family and had forgotten nearly everything about his people. He did remember that Raditz was his brother, Vegeta was his prince, and he had learned his real name was Kakarot, but he didn't like anyone who wasn't SaiyaJin to use that name. He was inquisitive, excitable, abundantly affectionate, and overly compassionate, and it was impossible for the young king to not fall in love with his pet. Goku had soon become the NamekJin's constant companion and went everywhere with him. They traveled together on diplomatic ventures, vacations, trips around Nameksei and its provinces, anywhere Piccolo went Goku was with him. They had been together for about a decade now. His childlike SaiyaJin had made his life so much happier and adventurous. Piccolo smirked at that thought. It wasn't that Goku purposely got into trouble, but he was known to get over excited and forget his place at times. The king could vividly recall one trip when his pet had been too hungry to wait for their party to reach the castle of their host, and had actually jumped out of the vehicle and settled himself in a fruit tree. Piccolo had to forcibly pull him down and chastise him on the spot since their host had come out to meet them and seen everything. Goku was always repentant for breaking any rules and this time had been no different, but he still had to be punished or Piccolo could forget the treaty his visit had been made for. He had never been able to bring himself to whipping his pet though, that was far too harsh to beat someone like his Goku. So he had come up with a form of discipline that got the point across, was somewhat humiliating for his pet, but not as painful as a beating. He simply turned the SaiyaJin over his knee and slapped his round bottom a few times. He hit fast and hard so that the point would come across not to disobey, but he always comforted his beloved pet afterwards. Luckily for him, he never had to punish Goku that often. He couldn't stand to see his lovely SaiyaJin in tears, it just didn't look right to him.

Piccolo broke off his thoughts and glanced over to the golden clock on the far wall. It was time to get up for breakfast. He always spent the morning ravishing his playful pet and then started the day after a short rest. He gently nuzzled and kissed his SaiyaJin out of the pleasant dreams he was having and sat him up in bed. Goku yawned widely while rubbing one of his eyes. His tail lazily tapped the side of the bed as he stretched.

"Morning Piccolo San." Goku's voice was sleepy but he was slowly waking up; at least Piccolo wouldn't have to drag him out of bed today.

"Morning Tendou." He smirked as his SaiyaJin blushed cutely from the pet name and scooted off the bed. Goku slipped a white robe with gold embroidery over his body. The SaiyaJin went nude in Piccolo's chambers but anywhere else he had to wear a sleeveless robe that covered him from the middle of his neck to the top of his knees. The robe was kept closed by a golden sash and small golden sandals covered his feet. The king rarely made him wear his leash when they went out but he was only allowed to remove his collar for bathing.

"Let's go now Tendou, breakfast is ready." Piccolo barely got the words out of his mouth before a bubbling SaiyaJin was dragging him down the halls towards the dining room. Goku bounded into his chair and waited as patiently as a bouncing SaiyaJin could while servants placed silver dishes full of fruits, cheeses, breads, and nuts on the table. Piccolo hid his snicker while he watched the frowns of the servants who tried to place platters of bacon and eggs around the SaiyaJin who cheered and leaned in with fork and knife in hand.

"All right! Food! Woo!" Goku licked his lips and waved his tail behind the back of his chair. He waited a bit longer while droughts of wine, water and milk were set down and then glances plaintively at his master. He had learned the hard way to wait until Piccolo had gotten his plate first before devouring everything. There were still a few times he sat down with a sore behind for forgetting that one rule though, it wasn't easy for a SaiyaJin to wait when food was right under his nose. Piccolo smiled to himself in amusement and quickly made his plate; he knew how hard it was for Goku, who was a black hole when it came to food, to wait on him. He hadn't even picked up his fork when his pet started gorging himself to the horror of the servants. The king held back a chuckle as NamekJin rushed back and forth from the kitchen to keep up with his pet's appetite. He always let Goku eat until he was full, and that certainly kept the cooks and servants on their toes. Piccolo sat back after finishing his own meal and watched fondly as his beloved wolfed down his tenth course. His eyes narrowed slightly as he thought of some unpleasant information he needed to give his pet. He cleared his throat to get the SaiyaJin's attention.

"Goku, I'm leaving on another diplomatic trip in two days." He paused to think of how he wanted to say the next part and Goku beamed at him.

"Nahen Piccolo San?" He chipped.

"The Velarian system. It should take three days to reach the home world, then I should be there for about two days on planet, and three more days to return." Piccolo frowned as his pet let out another cheer.

"Yosh! Space trip! Can I sit in the control room huh? Can I push the ignition button Piccolo San? Onegaishimasu!" Goku bit his lip and smiled brightly at his master. Piccolo felt his heart clench as he tried to control himself. He knew it wouldn't be easy to tell his pet that for the first time in ten years he couldn't go with him. The Velarians had an impressive hatred for SaiyaJins and if they saw Goku there was no telling what kind of trouble could come from it. Piccolo's trip would go much smoother if his pet simply stayed at home, but he couldn't bear to make his beloved sad. He sighed unhappily.

"Goku listen to me for a moment. You can't come on this trip with me." Piccolo flinched at the shocked and crestfallen look on his pet's face. Goku got out of his chair and fell to his knees at the king's chair. He didn't want to be left behind, left alone. He clung tightly to Piccolo's arm.

"Onegaishimasu Oyakata! I'll be good I promise! I won't cause any trouble, you won't even know I'm there!" Goku sniffled as his master glared at him.

"Yamero Kakarot! It isn't a question of whether you'll behave or not. The decision has been made and you will stay here this time. Do I need to make you understand that?" The NamekJin didn't mean to sound so cruel, but he couldn't stand to see his pet weep. Unfortunately his harsh words had that exact reaction. The SaiyaJin's bottom lip trembled and crystal droplets trickled down his pale cheeks.

"Doushite Oyakata?" He sniffed softly and lowered his gaze to the floor. His tail coiled limply around his waist in a dejected manner.

"Tendou chan, it isn't any fault of yours all right? The Velarians don't care for people who are curious and energetic like you are, they're stoic and reserved ai. You would possibly give them a heart attack if you came bounding into their cities." Piccolo tried to smooth over his harsher words with his half-truth explanation. He cupped his sobbing SaiyaJin's face and kissed his tears away.

"Piccolo San I don't want to be alone! Onegaishimasu!" Goku stared imploringly at his king. Piccolo mentally cursed. He couldn't refuse his beloved, but it was dangerous to take him with. An idea then struck him from out of no where but he quickly thanked Kami for it. There was one way to solve all of this. He pulled his pet onto his lap and petted him reassuringly.

"Tenduo tell me something, how would you like to purchase a companion for yourself while I'm away? It can be anyone you want. Dende will go down to the market with you and no matter what the price is you can buy anyone. Would that be ok?" He glanced at his sniffling SaiyaJin. "Shh come on don't cry Goku. Now I know there has to be at least one person you're interested in down there." He smirked. There was one person indeed that his pet had an eye for. The small prince of SaiyaJins was always in and out of the market. He had a wild, unruly streak and a nasty temperament. In a few words he was a temperamental brat. Whenever Piccolo took Goku down to market with him the SaiyaJin would stare for hours at the prince if he were in the cage. He often asked Piccolo to buy the angry prince but Piccolo always refused, saying he was more trouble than he was worth. Goku still wanted him though; the prince was beautiful in an exotic way, like a wild cat. Sleek, powerful, attractive, and dangerous. The NamekJin would have bought him for himself if he weren't always fighting his masters. The SaiyaJin gave as good as he got and no one had ever owned Vegeta without returning him within a week. He was just too hard to control. Piccolo chuckled, Goku would jump at the chance to have the prince with him.

"I can have anyone Piccolo San? Even Vegeta?" Goku's wondering voice made the king laugh. He had been right after all.

"I said anyone Tenduo, if you want that mouko then you can have him. I want you to know that he is your responsibility though, you have to keep him out of trouble, and train him to the rules before I return, and don't be afraid to restrain his ki if you need to." Piccolo gave his pet a serious look so he would know this was important. He didn't mind the prince coming into their home, but if the shorter SaiyaJin hurt his pet he would punish him a lot harder than he had ever done Goku. In his opinion the prince could use an attitude adjustment of immense proportions, but perhaps being around Goku would be good for him. No one had ever been around his pet for long without feeling some kind of affection for him. Goku smiled widely at his king and covered him in elated kisses. He let out a cheer and nuzzled his green lover while purring loudly. Piccolo chuckled to himself, it seemed his pet wouldn't be quite as lonely without him now, and when he returned, he was certain Vegeta would make things much more interesting than they had ever been.

N. Well that's chapter one! Chapter two should be along eventually..heh I give no dates anymore because I never know what will happen to my ideas..-.-;

Japanese

Oyakata-master

Nahen-where

Tenduo-cherub

Onegaishimasu-please

Yamero-enough

Doushite-why

Mouko-fierce tiger

Kami-God

Ai-love

Chan-dear