Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Heavy Bond ❯ Part 12 ( Chapter 12 )

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So, updating, updating finally, heh Three more chapters. I hope they are not too bad, although I don't particularly like them.

 

Hello ~JuSt-An_OuTcAsT~, Vegeta_whirl_girl, Takaouto,

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Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ characters. I'm not making any profit.

Warnings: Yaoi (male x male). Kakarott x Vegeta. Bardock x Velari.

 

Heavy Bond

 

by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com), beta-read by Redmarshin

 

Part 12

 

For some time Kakarott stayed paralyzed. He just stared at Vegeta while his one hand was frozen on its way to reaching a thin branch for skewering the takari meat for frying. His breath held in his throat while his mind numbly tried to comprehend how did Vegeta find him and how to avoid death.

 

Kakarott slowly retracted his hand from the branch.

 

“Kakarott, calm down,” Vegeta stepped deeper into the cave. “I just want to talk.”

 

Kakarott nodded while slowly standing up. Then he cursed as Vegeta jumped to the side, avoiding his blast. The younger male rushed to the way out, hoping that his blast at least will slow Vegeta down. It didn't.

 

Kakarott kicked Vegeta in the chest as the prince grabbed him by his arm. The kick threw the prince away, and Kakarott successfully blasted out off the cave at full speed. He knew that he had to get out. To fight with Vegeta meant death. Or worse. If Vegeta caught him, he was sure that the bastard would torture him before killing.

 

For several seconds Kakarott flew over the top of the forest then descended down to the tops of the trees to get out of Vegeta's sight.

 

“Kakarott! For fuck's sake, will you stop!?” Vegeta shouted, catching up with Kakarott. “I just want to talk with you! I swear, I'm not going to do anything to you!” He cursed as his mate launched another ki blast at him. “Stop that, Kakarott!” He didn't want to hurt the younger male but it seemed that otherwise he wasn't going to be able to catch his mate.

 

Kakarott suddenly lost his balance as a red ki blast hit him in the back. It stung just a little but it tossed him down onto the trees. He cursed loudly while trying to get free from the branches he stuck in and then almost screamed in panic as two iron arms wrapped around his chest and arms, preventing him from moving.

 

“Will you finally calm down!” Vegeta hissed in pain as Kakarott butted him into the nose. He tightly held a struggling Kakarott until they descended down to the ground.

 

Kakarott gasped as he suddenly was turned around and pressed to the ground with his back, a thin ki wire wrapping around his wrists. He immediately tried to kick Vegeta off of him, but his mate pressed his legs down with his weight. Vegeta held his both wrist pressed into the ground over his head.

 

The prince observed Kakarott's face, and Kakarott bared his canines at Vegeta. “Let me go!”

 

“Not before we talk,” Vegeta calmly answered.

 

He didn't have any other choice anyway - Vegeta had him pinned to the ground, and he hardly was able to move at all. He tried to break the thin ki wire on his wrists but didn't manage anything more except bruising his wrists. All he could hear now was his loud heartbeat somewhere in his throat.

 

“Just listen to me,” Vegeta sighed. “Everything is fine. Just stop struggling and I'll explain everything.”

 

Kakarott let out a despairing growl not ceasing to wiggle under Vegeta. “Let go of me, you…dammit! Let go!”

 

Vegeta pressed him deeper into the moss. “Just shut up for several minutes. Will you please, shut up just for several minutes?” There was a despairing note in Vegeta's voice but Kakarott didn't hear it. “I'm not going to do anything to you. Whatever happened between you and Velari, it's forgotten. I agree that most of it was my own fault anyway. Kakarott,” Vegeta's voice became thick, “you are my mate. Everything is said by that.”

 

He wasn't sure what Vegeta was talking about. To be more precise, why Vegeta was saying that. What did Vegeta want from him? If not to kill then what? And wh…why…why Vegeta was kissing him?!

 

“Gah!” Kakarott gasped, turning his head to the side. “What are you doing?! Let go of me!” he struggled, trying to kick Vegeta off.

 

Vegeta pressed Kakarott's hands over his head into the ground firmer. “Shush,” the prince brushed with his lips over Kakarott's. “It's over. We are mated, nothing else matters. I know that you want me. Just like I want you,” he purred, pressing his mouth to Kakarott's.

 

Yes, he did want Vegeta. But that was only that damned bond between them. He wasn't going to succumb to it anymore; all the shit that happened was because of that parody of the bond boring inside his head.

 

Vegeta jumped away from Kakarott. Watching Kakarott, he pressed his fingers to his bleeding lower lip. Kakarott supported himself with his ki-cuffed hands and slowly got up to his feet. He again tried to get rid of the ki wire that bound his wrists, as it didn't work, he raised his bound hands to wiped the blood from his mouth.

 

“You are disgusting,” Kakarott spat the bloodied saliva to the ground. “What the hell do you want now?! Was it still not enough for you?! Can't you find any other way to amuse yourself?! I'll first kill myself than let you anywhere near me!”

 

He didn't expect Kakarott to be so hostile to him. Sure, Kakarott thought that he wanted to kill him, but even after he told everything to Kakarott, he didn't believe his wishes. Kakarott didn't realize how much it cost him to accept his mistakes. Didn't realize how much he put his heart in those words he said to Kakarott. And it hurt. Hurt to know that Kakarott thought that all of his words and plea were only a part of some sick plan.

 

“Kakarott, please, just listen to me…” Vegeta tried to approach Kakarott.

 

Kakarott jumped away while baring his canines at the prince. “Get away, you sick bastard! What the fuck do you want?!”

 

Vegeta stopped in his tracks; Kakarott was panicking. “Kakarott, let's just sit down for a minute. I'll explain everything.” He reached his hand out indicating a small clear space on the moss.

 

Kakarott didn't even seem to be considering the idea. Each step he took towards his mate was separating them more - for one step he took, Kakarott backed up two.

 

“Kakarott, how do you think I found you?” he tried again. “It's the bond. It's working. We are bonded.”

 

“How dare you?!” Kakarott almost choked with anger. “How dare you meddle into my mind?!”

 

That simply astounded him. Just simply made him numb. “B-but we are ma-”

 

Kakarott ran.

 

“Just fucking unbelievable,” Vegeta growled out, launching after him. If someone several months ago had told him that he would be running in the woods while trying to catch his own mate and convince that he didn't want to kill him, he would have died laughing. Though, now it wasn't funny at all. No, not at all.

 

“Gah!” Kakarott yelped as Vegeta fell over his back smashing him into the ground, into the moss and lying branches.

 

They slipped to roll down a small slope, Vegeta ending up on top of Kakarott and pressing Kakarott's back into the ground.

 

“Grr! Let go!” Kakarott struggled, trying to buck Vegeta off.

 

“This is ridiculous, Kakarott,” Vegeta groaned. “Just fucking ridiculous! Just listen to me! Why don't you believe me? What do you want me to do? -To kneel against you? To kiss your hands, feet?”

 

Kakarott growled; Vegeta was jeering at him. Kakarott tried to kick Vegeta off. They rolled over again, this time Kakarott managing to wrench himself free from Vegeta. He quickly stood up while carefully watching out for Vegeta. He got a bit confused when Vegeta kneeled down and lowered his head, turning it to the side, baring his neck.

 

After Vegeta heard Kakarott's feet cleave through the moss and branches, he hardly could suppress the tears of frustration that threatened to spill. He got up again to catch up with his mate. He was getting angry.

 

“Kakarott, stop this nonsense! Calm the fuck down and listen to me! Where do you think you're going to hide? From what in the hell are you running, anyway? You can't run away from me! You are mine!”

 

“Oh Gods, no…” Kakarott moaned in fear as they rolled onto the ground again. “Please, no…”

 

“Shhh…” Vegeta lifted Kakarott by his arms, seating him. He squatted down next to his shaking mate. “I'm not going to do anything you don't want. I just want to talk.” He wanted to take the ki-wire off Kakarott's wrists but he wasn't very sure if his mate wasn't going to attack him.

 

“Just calm down. Shhh…” Vegeta pressed Kakarott to him. “Let's just simply talk,” he began stroking Kakarott's hair, trying to get his mate to relax at least a bit. “Just talk.”

 

“W-what do you want?” Kakarott whispered into Vegeta's chest while the prince held his head pressed to him.

 

Vegeta raised Kakarott's chin to look at his mate. Ah, how many things he wanted… He stared at those wide with fear eyes and wanted to say so many things.

 

“Peace, Kakarott. I just want peace. With you, with your world and with me.”

 

Kakarott stared at him, his long eyelashes fluttering from time to time. Gods, how it was good to hold Kakarott like that, to feel Kakarott's body. Kakarott was cold. He pressed Kakarott firmer to him to warm him.

 

“What?”

 

“It's true, Kakarott. I admit that I made a mistake scorning you. We are mates, and I don't want anything more only us to be together.”

 

Kakarott stared at Vegeta's face for some time. “Err…” he wrenched his chin out of Vegeta's fingers. “Sure,” he smiled at Vegeta. “A happy family,” he smiled again. “As soon as you let go of me, we can have lots of fun,” he reached his bound arms for Vegeta.

 

Vegeta frowned. Kakarott thought that he either was drunk or high or had one screw loose. “Kakarott, I mean that. I just want to forget the past and start everything anew.”

 

“Yeah, Hell should be a very interesting place,” Kakarott muttered.

 

Vegeta restrained himself from growling at his mate. He told himself that it was much better that Kakarott thought that he had one screw loose than that he wanted to kill him.

 

“You are cold and hungry,” Vegeta pulled Kakarott up from the ground. “Let's go to your takari, start the fire and let's eat.” He thought about removing the bounds but decided to leave them for now.

 

“Okay,” Kakarott immediately agreed.

 

They flew back to the direction Kakarott left his takari. After they finally landed, Kakarott hardly was able to feel his toes and knees as he was so cold. Vegeta stood next to the cave; from his last expedition into the cave he knew that the cave had only one passage.

 

Kakarott staggered into the cave while trying to warm his hands with his breath. The fire was burn-out and it was dark inside the cave. He could see the shades pretty clear, but only that.

 

Kakarott frowned as suddenly his nose registered a new scent. Before Kakarott could have reacted he was tossed into the rock behind him. He feverishly shook his head to clear the daze that engulfed him from the impact with the hard rock. Rion. Kakarott groaned while pushing himself up with his bound hands. The damn rion smelt the blood and followed the trail into this cave.

 

As, after getting to his four, Kakarott's face came parallel to a judge sniffing rion's snout he panicked. With all his might he pushed the beast away and got onto his feet. The rion sprang back to him, but then the rion's body suddenly jerked, and Kakarott saw the rion being yanked away from him.

 

Vegeta cursed while ducking to avoid the sharp claws. As the beast missed him and staggered past him not being able to keep its balance, he kicked it into the side. The rion smashed its head onto one of protruding rocks. Vegeta jumped to the rion, and there was a loud crack.

 

“You okay?” Vegeta turned to Kakarott, letting the rion's head fall back onto the rock with a smack.

 

Kakarott slowly nodded. He warily backed away to the cold rock, not letting his eyes off of Vegeta. He stared at Vegeta in disbelief. Vegeta tentatively stepped closer to Kakarott. Kakarott's back hit the rock, the Saiyan's stare not losing the disbelief it was holding.

 

“All I said before is true,” Vegeta softly said while blocking Kakarott's way. “You don't need to be afraid of me.”

 

Kakarott loudly gulped. “I…” He had no idea what he wanted to say. “Please…” he had no idea what he was asking for; for Vegeta to stop approaching him or to approach him faster. He needed to be sure first.

 

“Calm down,” Vegeta crossed the rest of the space between them. “It's okay, now it's going to be okay.” He reached his hand to brush several hair strands off Kakarott's forehead and heard Kakarott inhale abruptly. Kakarott jerked his head away from him but wasn't trying to escape. Vegeta again reached his hand out to brush the hair off the Kakarott's forehead. This time Kakarott didn't turn away. He just stared at Vegeta, wide-eyed. He just squeaked something before Vegeta pressed him to the rock.

 

Vegeta pressed his mouth to Kakarott's. Gods, these several days he hardly was able to think about anything else only this. He tentatively brushed his lips over his mate's then gently nipped at Kakarott's lover lip. He could feel tremors pass Kakarott's body, the younger male's bound arms still pressed against his chest, but not pushing him away. He opened his eyes to see Kakarott's facial expression and was met by two wide orbs. There was so much of disbelief and…and something…hope?

 

He closed his eyes, his right hand circling Kakarott's neck and settling on his nape to press their lips firmer together, trying to get Kakarott respond to his desperate call.

 

He took his time and didn't plunge into the heaven as Kakarott's mouth opened for him. He tasted its bounds first. He tasted the corners and lines and only then dove deeper. He could feel that Kakarott wasn't very sure about what was going on; he was answering the kiss, but Kakarott's arms were spastically twitching against his chest.

 

Vegeta reached with his hand for the ki-binds. He removed it while catching one Kakarott's hand to hold it in his. And then he felt something melt. Something inside Kakarott. Something crumbled. It felt like…

 

They both gasped as suddenly different kinds of senses bombarded them. Vegeta stared at Kakarott as he was overflowed with the feelings of need, desperation for trust, love. He leaned back to Kakarott's mouth to capture his lips again. Finally Kakarott opened up for him completely.

 

Vegeta's left hand circled Kakarott's side to ruffle his shirt and perch on the younger Saiyan's bare waist. He purred as his mate finally arched to him. He felt Kakarott sigh into his mouth then retract. Kakarott watched him for some time then younger male's mouth went back to seeking his again. He could feel Kakarott's body relaxing, Kakarott's arms holding onto him. He wallowed in the feeling of Kakarott's body against his. But Kakarott was freezing, he could feel that.

 

There was a punch, and Vegeta fell back. He dizzily raised his head to stare at Kakarott.

 

“You…grrr!” Kakarott growled down at him with his fists clenched at his sides. “You silly….grrr! Because of your…grrr…now we…grrr!”

 

Vegeta touched his lower lip. It was bleeding. He spat the blood out of his mouth then sat down on the cold ground. Even if his mate was so angry that hardly managed to speak, it was clear what Kakarott wanted to say.

 

“I'm really sorry for that, but that thing with Velari…” Vegeta snorted, his voice echoing in the cave.

 

“You bastard!” Kakarott hissed. “What - I should have raped you into raping me or something?! And-”

 

“Okay, okay,” Vegeta raised his hands for a pause. “We can proceed with this where it's warmer. It's freezing, and you're hungry.”

 

“As hell I am!” Kakarott snorted at him, his anger lessening. He glared at his mate for the last time. “How is my father?”

 

“Worried, of course,” Vegeta got up from the ground. He went to take the takari. Why to leave a good meat to rot?

 

“Why does it feel like I have missed something?” Kakarott rubbed his freezing hands together again. “Yesterday morning I dreamt that you have been bathing me, and there was that strange black overgrown cat, too. And I remember seeing it in the castle.”

 

“Those are your memories, not dreams,” Vegeta pulled the takari onto his shoulders. “You have been catatonic for almost two weeks. I really have been bathing you, and Juoda, that animal, was watching over you.”

 

“Two weeks?! Catatonic?!” Kakarott blinked while following Vegeta out of the cave. “But…”

 

“I'm not sure why it happened. Maybe Velari knows something more, but I think that it happened after you realized that I'll catch Velari's scent on you,” Vegeta said, rising up into the air.

 

“Like I care,” Kakarott snorted, following him.

 

“Don't start,” Vegeta calmly said. “And if I catch you near Velari again… Well, there will be no second warning.”

 

Kakarott muttered something under his breath. “And where the hell is he, anyway?” he snorted. “I was sure that the bastard ran to you to announce that now you can declare war upon Hetela.”

 

In surprise Vegeta would have turned his head to his mate but as he had the takari on his shoulders it would have been useless. Now he knew what happened to Kakarott that he turned catatonic.

 

“No, I think you misinterpreted the situation… Velari came to me, but the only thing he did was to curse me almost to death and almost kill me after he saw the state you were in.”

 

“Oh.”

 

“Velari is in love with you, and I'm not going to let him near you,” Vegeta sharply pointed out.

 

Kakarott slowly blinked at Vegeta's back. “Velari? In love with me?” he blinked again. “Okay…” he then said after five minutes.

 

They reached the castle after a bit more than half an hour. Vegeta tossed the takari to one of the royal guards at the gates and instructed to get the meat into the kitchen and to immediately prepare it. Another guard was instructed to tell the servants to prepare a hot bath and warm clothes for Kakarott.

 

XXXXX

 

“Son?” Bardock entered Kakarott's room after knocking. He saw his son sitting in bed, wrapped in a bunch of covers.

 

“Hey,” Kakarott nodded. He watched his father approach him. He felt sorry for worrying Bardock so much.

 

“Is everything alright?” Bardock sat down on the bed, next to his son, feeling the urge to stroke Kakarott's spiky hair. Instead he grabbed Kakarott into a fierce hug.

 

Kakarott burrowed his head into his father's chest then nodded after a while. “Yeah, it's fine now. The blockhead finally got over his pride.”

 

Bardock smiled. “Told you.” He ruffled Kakarott's hair then let go of him but stayed to sit at his son's side.

 

“Yeah… I was sure in the end he was going to kill me,” Kakarott wrapped himself into the cover even tighter.

 

“Nah, he loves you very much. You had to see how he was worried. He was taking care of you all the time. He's a good mate, son, a bit too stubborn, but a good one.”

 

Kakarott sighed. “Could you ask someone to bring hot tea for me?”

 

“Have you eaten anything?” Bardock asked.

 

Kakarott shook his head in denial. “Nah, we're waiting for the meal. We brought a takari with us. I just took a bath and dressed warmer clothes.”

 

“And you still are cold?” Bardock got worried. He pressed his palm to Kakarott's forehead. “I think you're running fever. Where have you slept this night?”

 

“In some cave,” Kakarott shrugged. “It was damn cold.”

 

“You need to see a doctor just in case,” Bardock firmly said. “As soon as you eat, tell Vegeta to call a doctor.”

 

There was a knock at the door.

 

“Kakarott?”

 

“Come in,” Kakarott said.

 

“Oh,” Vegeta faltered after noticing Bardock in the room. “The meal is ready.”

 

Kakarott nodded. “Finally.”

 

“Bring him to a doctor later, he shouldn't be so cold,” Bardock said to Vegeta.

 

“Still cold?” Vegeta turned to his mate. He took in all the covers and bluish Kakarott's lips. Kakarott was still shaking with cold. “As soon as you eat, we'll go to the doctor.”

 

Kakarott just nodded. He entangled from the sheets and followed Vegeta to the corridor.

 

“Come here,” Vegeta pulled Kakarott closer to him, wrapping his arm around his mate's waist to keep him warm. At first he felt him tense but then Kakarott relaxed and leaned at his side. They were going to need some time to get close. He already got used to the feel of Kakarott's body and warmth in these past weeks but the younger male didn't remember any of it. Even if he was Kakarott's mate, he was still a stranger to Kakarott.

 

“Your Highness,” Kakarott greeted, blushing as, after entering the dining room, the king's eyes set on his son's arm that was wrapped around Kakarott's waist.

 

“Kakarott,” king Vegeta nodded answering the greeting. “I won't disturb you,” he smiled at Kakarott's reaction. “Vegeta informed me anyway. Just wanted to ask if you needed anything.”

 

“No,” Kakarott shook his head while sitting down at the table. “Thank you, I'm fine.”

 

“You don't look very well,” the king noted, coming closer.

 

“I think he caught cold,” Vegeta sat down next to Kakarott. “I told one of the servants to get the same doctor who was taking care of him these several weeks.”

 

The king nodded. He observed his son and Kakarott, who dug into their food, for the last time and left the dining room; it was already way past dinner time and he already had his meal.

 

“What are you going to do now?” Vegeta asked Kakarott between the bites.

 

“What do you mean?” Kakarott curiously raised his eyes to his mate's.

 

“Well…you still haven't seen Aleda… We could go together,” Vegeta suggested. “Simply to do something together.”

 

Kakarott silently stared at Vegeta for some time then squirmed and lowered his head to take a bite of his bread. “I…”

 

He knew why Kakarott was faltering. It all was too soon for his mate. One moment Kakarott was sure that he wanted to kill him, and another he was swearing his love to Kakarott. Even if Kakarott knew that it was true, it was going to take time for him to adjust.

 

“And how was Hirian? You didn't tell much about your visit to Hirian,” Vegeta said, wanting to get rid of the silence.

 

“Err… there isn't much to tell…” Kakarott nervously shifted.

 

“How did you like Jaron?”

 

Kakarott choked on his food. “He's…err…interesting,” he finally stammered. So Vegeta knew about Jaron. Figures - Vegeta and Velari were close enough to know each other's lovers.

 

Vegeta observed Kakarott's face. He had wanted only to know what Kakarott thought of Jaron but now… The fork in Vegeta's hand crunched. “Jaron tried to make a pass at you, didn't he? Little slut!” he hissed.

 

Kakarott's eyes flew wide. “No, it wasn't like that…” Kakarott waved his hands against him. “Err…” he tried to think of something but didn't manage to be so fast.

 

“Don't lie to me,” Vegeta snorted. “I told Velari long time ago that he needed to stop seeing that slut.” Vegeta frowned then. “I'm going to do something about that Jaron.”

 

“Listen,” Kakarott snarled. “You forget yourself. Jaron and Hirian are my subjects. And it's only me who is going to deal with them.” Kakarott flashed his eyes at his mate. “I just want to calmly have my meal; I don't give a damn whom your brother is fucking with! If you're so concerned - go and speak to Velari! And if we finally made up, could you finally shut up about that matter?”

 

Vegeta blinked. He raised his fork with takari meat to his mouth. He did like this side in Kakarott. Kakarott had a much milder character than him, but Kakarott knew to stand up for himself. “Only if you go with me to Aleda,” he smirked around his fork.

 

Kakarott cocked his head to his shoulder. “Like a honeymoon?”

 

Vegeta choked on his takari. “Err…well…it appears so,” he coughed, clearing his throat.

 

Kakarott rolled his eyes. “Fine, we can go. But it's cold already. I need to buy warmer clothes.”

 

“No problem with that,” Vegeta shook his head. “Tomorrow we take care of everything and go a day after tomorrow.” He observed Kakarott. “Are you really okay? You don't look well.”

 

“Actually…” Kakarott's palm suddenly traveled to his mouth. He jumped from his seat.

 

Vegeta was left staring at Kakarott's fast retreating back.

 

XXXXX

 

“How is he?” Vegeta asked the doctor as soon as that left Kakarott's chambers.

 

The doctor shifted uneasy not meeting the prince's eyes. “Bad. He said he ate some berries in the forest. I sent my assistant to the laboratory to run several tests and then we'll know more, but according to the description lord Kakarott gave and the symptoms he has, he probably ate colanma berries.”

 

“What?!” Vegeta gasped. “Is he completely nuts?!”

 

The doctor nervously scratched his chin. “Well, yeah, it appears he didn't know that he wasn't supposed to eat them. He said that they smelled and tasted nice.”

 

“Gods…” Vegeta groaned. “Idiot… But it's not too late?” he hopefully asked.

 

The doctor shifted again. “He got his stomach washed out, and I gave the antidote for the colanma just in case he really ate the berries, which probably is the case, but I can't say anything yet. We just have to wait and see.

 

“Errr, your Highness…” the doctor squirmed as Vegeta wanted to pass him and open Kakarott's door. “He's running a fever and he isn't… He was very dizzy. He's sleeping now.”

 

Vegeta's hand left the door handle. He turned around to face the doctor again. He watched the doctor for some time. “Did anyone tell Kakarott's father what is going on?”

 

TBC

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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