Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Heavy Bond ❯ Part 14 ( Chapter 14 )

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 14

 

Bardock walked over to Kakarott who was sitting at a table, his hands put on it, the head resting on them. He was looking out into the vast space, submerged in his thoughts.

 

“Kakarott,” Bardock put his arm on his son's shoulder. He gave Kakarott an apologetic smile, for Kakarott jumped in his seat. He sat down next to his son on the couch. “What happened between Vegeta and you? After you two came back from the forest you seemed to be quite happy. Did something occur in the hospital?”

 

Kakarott looked at Bardock. He considered telling that everything was fine, but then just loudly sighed; his father perfectly would know that it would be a lie.

 

Kakarott lowered his eyes to the floor. “I…I don't know what happened. I just woke up then and…I looked at him while he was sleeping there and…” Kakarott looked at his hands. “Just…it seemed all so fake…” he turned his eyes to his father trying to find some understanding. “It's all lie, you know…” He shook his head as his father's brow rose at him. “He said he would kill me, destroy my home-world, and now…” he rubbed his forehead.

 

Bardock's eyes narrowed. “He said that?”

 

“Oh, he said so many things,” Kakarott gave him a bitter smile. “And later he said other things…” he leaned back in his chair. “But…it's all lie. It's… only the bond… And what if one day it's gone? What then? He'll start giving me chase again, will try to kill me again, and…”

 

“He tried to kill you?” Bardock's eyes narrowed even more.

 

“He almost had beaten me to death during one of the trainings… Doesn't matter,” Kakarott waved off.

 

“Why didn't you say anything?”

 

Kakarott snorted. “Run to you crying? And then what?”

 

“There are several ways to deal with that. Vegeta submits to his father's authority.”

 

“Yeah, why not to tell to the whole universe about…” Kakarott just snorted again instead of finishing.

 

“It's not your fault that your damned mate can't control his fists,” Bardock growled.

 

“What are you saying here?” his son sniggered. “You perfectly know that Vegeta will fucking die first than let himself be controlled.”

 

“Kakarott,” Bardock seriously looked at Kakarott, “these several past weeks he didn't do anything more and has only been taking care of you and has been doing everything only to help you.”

 

“It's not him, it's the bond,” Kakarott shook his head.

 

Bardock groaned in disbelief.

 

“And I hate him too,” Kakarott crossed his arms. “Only because of this cursed bond I'm brainwashed.”

 

“Unbelievable,” Bardock sighed. “And you thought about all that while looking at him while he was sleeping?”

 

Kakarott nodded.

 

“You are just wasting your time by thinking such nonsense,” Bardock rubbed his forehead. “You both are affected. The change is permanent. To try separating the bond and the person is just silly and impossible. And I doubt that your bond's finished developing. In this case it's you who's hindering to make stronger ties.”

 

“But I know that I didn't like him before!” Kakarott protested.

 

“It doesn't matter now,” Bardock shook his head. “You are mates. Everything is said by that.” He brushed a hair strand out of Kakarott's eyes. “Now, do you love him?”

 

Kakarott closed his eyes. “I… Yes, I think yes,” he frowned then.

 

“And he loves you. And it's just silly to run away,” Bardock sighed.

 

“But…” Kakarott shook his head.

 

“What `but', Kakarott?” Bardock sighed again. “If he forgave you for that “incident” with Velari, he can do everything for you. You just don't want to see that for some reason.” Bardock looked at Kakarott's big, shocked eyes. “It's sad you had to mate so young and it was an older man than you, but you have to stop panicking and look at what you have. And it's not so bad I'd say. I understand that you need some time to accept the bond and Vegeta, and get used to the novelties, but don't do that at you and your mate's cost,” Bardock leaned back in his couch. “You left him alarmed and unsure, I could see panic in his eyes when you entered the spaceship.”

 

“Was it Velari who told you?”

 

“No,” Bardock shook his head. “But it's so easy to read you both. You become all ashamed and uncomfortable when someone mentions him, and he…oh well, even a blind man can see that he's in love with you. I suppose it was Velari who initiated that more.”

 

Bardock watched Kakarott's face. Kakarott was ashamed of what happened with Velari, and that was good. Though, there was only one part of Kakarott's fault in that. He himself was guilty too - he believed Kakarott when his son told that he already had had his first heat (he didn't believe that there were any other reason Kakarott went to bed with Velari). He knew Kakarott well, and should have understood that Kakarott was lying to make the union faster. Kakarott was naïve. His son was sure that Vegeta will understand and accept him. Though, yes, Vegeta appeared to be much more hostile than anyone could have expected.

 

And Velari… If Kakarott was ashamed of what happened between them, Velari couldn't look him in the eyes. Velari really had what to be ashamed of. He seduced his brother's mate… Though, the things hadn't been exactly like that. But now it didn't matter, and he was going to make sure that Velari and Kakarott never crossed each other's paths again. It wasn't that he felt jealousy, though, yes, there was a great deal of it, but this also was the best solution. For example right now he would have preferred to have Velari on his spaceship instead of his confused son. He hoped Kakarott would soon understand what he wanted and what he needed to do and will do it faster, because while Kakarott was on Hetela, there was no way Vegeta would ever let Velari to be in the same house as his mate. Vegeta was a stubborn and dangerous man. Maybe he would forgive his mate one more time, but Velari would die. Vegeta always kept his word.

 

Vegeta was a wise man, and he didn't doubt Vegeta's feelings towards his son. Vegeta would not cause any harm to Kakarott anymore, but how the both mates were going to deal with the problems that arose because of Vegeta's own fault was another thing.

 

Kakarott was his only son and the only one who was so close to him, which conditioned that all his care and love was centered on one person. He always took care of Kakarott. Maybe sometimes too much. They were very close, much closer than usually son and father were. Probably that was influenced by his mate's death. Kakarott was very young when his misuu died; the child was crushed by the death. The distress brought them much closer. They turned for help to each other. And probably he became overprotective and too soft on the child.

 

Sometimes he would compare his and Kakarott's relationship with King Vegeta and his sons'. The both princes seemed to be much more self-sufficient than Kakarott, and also appeared to be made from firmer stuff. But on the other hand, they had each other; they didn't need to grow alone. Besides, they were older.

 

Kakarott was easy going and had a sweet temper. And if Velari had some similarities with Kakarott, Vegeta was an almost direct opposite of him.

 

“So how it will be, Kakarott?” Bardock asked.

 

Kakarott stayed silent for some time then leaned back in his chair and looked through the thick glass at the space. He rubbed his forehead with his fist. “One week home and then I'm coming back.”

 

“A wise decision,” Bardock nodded. “And think a bit more about the things we have been talking here.”

 

XXXXX

 

The king was sitting at the heavy wooden table and signing a document. He raised his head as if he had suddenly remembered something.

 

“Ah, yes. Kakarott is coming back today, he'll be at the landing docks in two and a half hours,” the king said to his son, who was standing on his right. He chuckled at first his son's open mouth then huge, sparkling eyes.

 

“Why is he coming back so early?” even if very glad, Vegeta sounded a bit suspicious. “It's passed only a week…”

 

The king shrugged.

 

XXXXX

 

He watched Kakarott leave the spaceship. Kakarott was beautiful; he again admired his mate. There was not a trace of the previous illness on Kakarott's face; his mate looked healthy and well. Kakarott was younger than him, and that was clearly seen. Kakarott still looked boyish. Though, maybe that was not because of age, likely it was because of Kakarott's nature. And if at first it was annoying him, now he missed and was blaming himself that the boyishness was receding from Kakarott's face.

 

He wasn't sure what to do, so just fidgeted with his hands while simply standing there, in the circle of his bodyguards, and watching Kakarott slowly approach. There were several traditions how to greet one's mate, which were accredited on the both planets, but he wasn't sure if Kakarott would like that.

 

“Your Highness,” Kakarott bowed his head after approaching Vegeta.

 

“Lord Kakarott,” Vegeta answered. He got a bit squirmy as Kakarott's eyes were on him for an uncomfortably long and confusing time.

 

“Won't you greet me?” Kakarott asked with his brow raised.

 

“Err…yes, of course,” Vegeta flustered. He quickly tiptoed to kiss Kakarott on his forehead then brushed his lips over his own claim-mark on Kakarott's shoulder. The only thing he didn't exactly like in his mate - Kakarott was taller than him. “Welcome back.”

 

“I hope it will be welcome,” Kakarott silently said before brushing his lips over Vegeta's as required the custom.

 

They went to the castle not talking about any of the things that truly interested them: Vegeta asked how the journey was, and Kakarott asked how the king was doing. He also wanted to get to know at least something about Velari, but decided against it - Vegeta clearly expressed his thoughts about this matter, and he didn't want to anger his mate.

 

“Are you hungry?” Vegeta asked after they entered the castle. “The supper will be ready in twenty minutes.”

 

“Yeah, I wouldn't mind to have a snack,” Kakarott nodded. He then turned to Vegeta. “Would you come over to my chambers? I think we have something to discuss.”

 

Vegeta felt his throat go dry. “Err…yes, of course.” He followed Kakarott up the stairs. He didn't want to think what Kakarott wanted to talk about. Though, it seemed that Kakarott got warmer to him. But he didn't want to think about possibly empty hopes. He didn't like disappointments. Especially he wouldn't like this one.

 

Vegeta dismissed the guards and silently followed Kakarott into his mate's chamber. They sat down opposite each other, at a small table next to a darkening window.

 

Kakarott watched Vegeta for some time. Even though he had thought about this moment before, he didn't know how to start. Vegeta seemed to be nervous. He himself was nervous.

 

“I…” Kakarott scratched his head. “I think it was a good idea to go to Aleda. I'd be glad to go with you,” he tentatively looked at Vegeta.

 

Vegeta gave Kakarott a searching look then nodded. “We can go a day after tomorrow.” He put his hands on the table, next to a vase with several exotic flowers from the royal garden. “What happened then, Kakarott, after the coma? Why did you run away? Did I do something wrong? Or-”

 

“N-…errr…” Kakarott interrupted. He blushed at his interruption for he even wasn't sure what he wanted to say. “I think…I think it was too fast.” He lowered his eyes to the dark lacquered table. “I felt being pushed.”

 

“Oh.” Well, it wasn't anything new. Though, now he got very tense because the conversation reached a new level. “I'm sorry for that. It's just…those several weeks while you were in that stupor…I think I got used to…” he faltered not being sure how to express himself, “to…being around you.”

 

“I don't remember anything at all.”

 

“Yes, I know,” Vegeta nodded. He leaned then into his chair. He folded his hands on his lap. “Many things happened after we mated… Listen, I'm not going to push you or anything. But I want you to know that, as told, I'm ready to fully fulfill my role as your mate.”

 

“I…” Kakarott fidgeted with the vase on the table, “I'll need some time…But I…I want us to be a family, Vegeta. I just…” he flustered.

 

“It's okay,” Vegeta calmed him down. “Everything is going to be alright. The most difficult times are over.” He was unbelievably happy that Kakarott admitted that he wanted them to get closer and to become normal mates. He was ready to do everything to only keep Kakarott at his side. He was ready to give Kakarott as much time as he wanted, and even more. He was going to man Kakarott slowly.

 

“Let's go to eat,” Vegeta motioned to the door. “Do you need to change?”

 

Kakarott shook his head in denial. He was wearing comfortable clothes for traveling that were common on Hetela, but as there weren't any high guests in the castle, he wasn't going to bother.

 

“Why did you come back earlier?” Vegeta asked on their way to the dining room while they were climbing down the stairs.

 

Kakarott looked at the end of the stairs. “I got afraid at first. Just too… But then my father…” He blushed then. “You know, it was my father who said that I'm being silly by leaving Vegeta-sei. He said it is stupid trying to separate a bond from a person and…”

 

Oh. So this was what had been disturbing Kakarott's peace… “Well, that's true - everything started with the bond,” Vegeta nodded. “But now…” he wasn't sure how to explain that. If at first he felt some outside influence on his mind, now it was hard to think that some time ago he could not like Kakarott. It seemed he fell in love with Kakarott from the very first sight. Now he couldn't imagine his life without Kakarott.

 

“Kakarott…” Velari sharply inhaled, stopping in his tracks.

 

Vegeta cursed himself mentally; in that happiness he was after getting to know about Kakarott coming back, he hadn't thought of sending Velari out of the castle.

 

“You're going away after supper,” Vegeta flashed his eyes at his brother whose gaze was still locked on Kakarott. “Somewhere,” he added, snorting.

 

Velari quickly nodded and lowered his eyes from his brother's mate who was uncomfortably shifting. “I didn't know he came back.”

 

“This is the only reason you're still alive,” Vegeta pushed his brother out of his way, motioning Kakarott further to the dining room door.

 

Kakarott didn't say a word when Vegeta seated him down next to himself, in the other end of the table of Velari. His mate was clearly demonstrating his rights and dominance, and Kakarott knew he was going to get badly burnt if opposing to Vegeta in this situation. Besides, he wanted his mate to trust him and to know that he was indifferent to Velari. He wanted to find some kind of solution to this triangle between them, and to end this as fast as it is possible.

 

The three of them stood up as the king entered the dining room.

 

“Ah, Kakarott,” the king nodded, motioning to sit down. “I'm glad you came back earlier,” he said while sitting down next to Velari to keep the proportion. “So what are you planning to do?” he asked when the servants started to fill in the plates.

 

“We are going to Aleda a day after tomorrow, Your Highness,” Kakarott answered.

 

The king looked at Vegeta. “Good news, indeed.” He turned back to Kakarott. “And how do you feel? Has the illness retreated completely?” he started cutting the food in his plate.

 

Kakarott nodded. “Yes, everything is fine.”

 

“Yes, you do look well,” the king nodded. “But it's freezing outside, be careful to take the warmest clothes you have.”

 

“I think I'll go shopping with Vegeta,” Kakarott smiled, starting to eat his meal. “I'm still not exactly sure what fashion I'm supposed to like.”

 

“Do not expect Vegeta to give advices to you,” the king chuckled. “My son is a lost cause concerning clothes,” he took a good bite of bread.

 

Vegeta frowned. “I think I have a pretty good taste.”

 

“Yeah, sure,” Velari smelled his wine. “Who advised to wear that tasteless shirt while we were meting the Adiro ambassador a week ago?”

 

“Shut up, Velari,” Vegeta flashed his eyes at his brother. “He said he liked it.”

 

“Uh-huh,” Velari nodded. “He also lied about the contract…” he gulped his glass down.

 

“I don't think that clothes are so important,” Kakarott tentatively tried to relieve the tension between the brothers. But that only earned him a disappointed look in Velari's eyes.

 

“Yes, rags don't interest me much,” Vegeta immediately caught up with his mate.

 

“And who told me that during the mating ceremony Kakarott looked like a villager?” Velari sniggered.

 

A ki blast struck Velari into his chest and tossed him down the dining room. Velari shook his head while trying to gather his wits and to understand how he appeared on the floor.

 

“You have just crossed the line, Velari,” Vegeta hissed, approaching his brother. “I told you not to fucking ever interfere between Kakarott and me!”

 

“Vegeta, stop that!” the king rose from his chair. “What the hell is wrong with you two?!”

 

“Vegeta, leave him,” Kakarott quickly reached Vegeta's side. “He's your brother.”

 

“Don't interfere,” Vegeta pushed him away.

 

Kakarott growled. He roughly pushed Vegeta away from Velari. “Don't interfere?! You what? Do you think that I'm some toy you two idiots are clashing over?! Will you two fucking stop this?!” He turned to Velari. “I have to tell that I don't fucking love you! I don't even like you so much! You just fucking used me! And you,” he turned to Vegeta, “if not the bond, I wouldn't have ever looked at your side, you stubborn mule! But now we are bound to each other, and no Velari, no any other is going to change that, you moron! So stop flouncing about!” he growled. “Now go to finish your fucking meal!” he pointed Vegeta to the table. “And you - shut your mouth!” he hissed down at Velari. “And stop drinking for fuck's sake! You what, don't have anything else to do?!”

 

From the floor, Velari blinked at Kakarott. “Well…No.”

 

Kakarott faltered. “Then find something! Stop finally pitying yourself! As if there's a shortage of males or something!” he snickered. “Go out or whatever!”

 

The three royal Saiyans watched Kakarott come back to his table, take his seat at Vegeta's side and continue eating as if nothing had happened.

 

“Unbelievable…” Velari muttered.

 

“I told you to shut up,” Kakarott pointed his fork at still lying on the floor Velari.

 

“Yep,” the king sighed. “All my life I was afraid of that - Vegeta found his other half.”

 

XXXXX

 

After climbing up and reaching the end of the staircase with Vegeta at his side, Kakarott wasn't sure what to do. If they were friends that would be the point where they should wish goodnight to each other and go to sleep into their separate rooms. But they were not friends. They were mates, and now he was shifting from one foot to another while thinking what to do. He thought that it was very silly: they were mates, he was in love with Vegeta, and it seemed that Vegeta was also quite attached to him, and he was afraid to stay alone in one room with Vegeta. Well, not afraid…just…maybe too shy, too uncomfortable. It was just too fast…or…maybe strange…Vegeta was almost a stranger to him after all. But Vegeta was his mate, but only…

 

Vegeta watched Kakarott squirm under his eyes. Kakarott was faintly blushing while taking quick glances to the side of Kakarott's chambers, then looking across the corridor, at his chambers. As much as he simply wanted to press Kakarott to the wall and take him there and then, he decided not to; he didn't want to freak his mate out. As far as he knew, the younger male wasn't experienced, and he simply might scare Kakarott away with his insistent tries to get closer. He himself had had several contacts. His position didn't let him more, not that he wanted, anyway - except three persons he didn't find more males worth of his attention. The first one died in a battle when he was about seventeen years old (his father never got to know that they were interrelated, otherwise would have killed his lover for “corrupting” him much sooner); the second one was a high ranked politician that soon mated another high ranked politician and happily lived until he sent them both to check how the weather was in the other side of the planet; the third one swore his love to him and then sold all the information he had to the enemy.

 

He had always missed and remembered his first love with a warm tingle in his heart. He was sure that he wasn't going to feel like that anymore. He had been wrong. And even if it was with the influence of the bond, he wasn't going to let go of Kakarott and spoil the things between them. He had already done enough damage to them both.

 

“Then I'll see you tomorrow at eight in the dining room,” Vegeta leaned to quickly brush his lips over Kakarott's.

 

XXXXX

 

The next day they were busy: from the very morning Kakarott had to deal with the paperwork from Hetela and Hirian that piled up while he had been catatonic, in coma and then was away for a week. It took him five hours to go through it and it would have taken even longer if not Vegeta helping him. At first Kakarott wanted to refuse his mate's help but after Vegeta pointed out that he already had been dealing with Hirian and Aleda while Kakarott couldn't do that himself, he decided that it would be much faster.

 

After that they visited several shops and bought some warm clothes for Kakarott. As neither of them cared much for fashion, the shopping went very fast. In half an hour Kakarott had more than enough clothes to go to Aleda.

 

TBC

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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