Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Planet Vegeta: Final Rewrite ❯ Chapter Eleven (Part 1 of 3) ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter Eleven

Part One

By: LMK (LoveMeKags and Co. Productions)

Inspired by: Julesie, Dragon77, and Zofo (frequent reviewers)

and by: Dori Productions

 

 

“Speech”

“Thoughts”

“Dream / flashback speech”

“Dream / flashback thoughts”

/Telepathic speech/

 

 

Warning: This chapter contains mentions of sexual content, as well as a started rape. If you are under 18, please avoid the fruity bits. If you are 18 and older, read at risk. I tell you that I am not responsible for people who don't listen to me. Thank you.

 

To Reviewers: Thank you for all 20 reviews! I love you guys! Here is the next chapter. It's a two-parter, so be ready for the next chapter.

 

To Other Reviewers: Thank you for all 20 reviews! Here is the next chapter. Two-parter number two. Sorry that it is two parts, but I ran out of time to type this. I wanted to get it up by Tuesday, but Wednesday is close enough.

 

 

 

 

Being home feels so weird to me. I wake up, opening my eyes, and I see the top of our bed. It is nothing like before. There is no ceiling to gaze upon, just sheer madness. All I see is white. I have been up for twenty-four hours straight. I had been too worried I would have to kill all of my family and friends on Earth, but luckily, due to Vegeta's confession, I don't have to. But I felt like something was deadly wrong. I felt that something else was calling me now.

 

I slipped out from underneath the covers and stalked to the window. I opened the shades, which I wondered why they were coded with black. The curtains revealed a very sunlit ground. The Planet Vegeta was much different than Earth. Deserts were all around, nothing as green in sight, and I saw a tornado in the distance, wiping out a village. The commoners were able to avoid it by flying, but most of the babies were lost in the process. Amazing, I used to be called that too. Forty hours ago, I was merely a third-class weakly by rate, and now I'm the same rank as my prince. I should feel happy, but I'm not.

 

I grew up my whole life caring for people who could not afford things, and I helped him; I saved millions of Earthlings from their own greed and manifestation and didn't need to be King to do it. I was born to help those in need. I can still hear my father's words to me, that he wished he had held me, and shared a few minor moments with me. To tell the truth, I wish he had too. Perhaps his scent would have meant something to me. But no more. He doesn't… I stopped the thought as it crossed my brain. I included Bardock in my words, in my wish, so my father was alive.

 

That meant that I also wished back Turles… and Brolli as well! As the thought hit me, I freaked! I wished Brolli back!? Was I drunk or something!? I must have been high or drunk, `cause I sure as HELL didn't want him back. He would cause all sorts of shit on Planet Vegeta - maybe even destroy it in his anger towards me. It was be a blood sport. I wasn't about to let that happen. Especially not to my mate. Now that he was happy, I wanted it remain that way. Even if I have trouble with Kakarrot, Brolli hits the top mark.

 

“Thanks, I think,” Kakarrot responded with a dark scowl, even though I could almost visibly see him in my mind, I paid no attention. Right now, I am more concerned on this important manner. I don't sense Brolli's ki anywhere, but I have a hard time finding ki. “Due to your slow recovery - or getting used to - your connection to Vegeta fully, you are just learning the basics again. Feeling ki was a hard technique back when you were training under Kame-Sen'nin, as well as Kaiou-sama. But it was harder after Yadrat. So, you might find it hard now.” I sometimes wonder, if there wasn't Kakarrot there to explain this shit to me, would it make things easier, or harder? “That's up to you to decide.”

 

Upon hearing this, I let the words finally roll over me. It was possible that his body wasn't accepting it. I had not attempted any form of training whatsoever, no matter if it be there or not. I had been more worried about my mate's welfare. I'm sure that Vegeta could understand that much. Suddenly, my eyes widened with a new ki heading in our direction. This one felt small, like it had when I first looked at Brolli in Paragus's fake castle. It was strange and vibrant with hidden power. It was certainly Brolli. No mistaking that hidden power, for it could be a billion times stronger than one would perceive.

 

“I am guessing that ki would be around 140,000,000,001. But that is just a guess,” Vegeta told me from the bed, looking in my direction. “And that would be almost Brolli's power, wouldn't it?” I turned to him out of concern, shocked that I had even brought it up. The castle was almost three hours away, but Brolli was surging towards it in such a high rate, that it made buildings crumble. He was the reason for the typhoon out there. That makes sense. “If so, why would he come back to take revenge. Surely, he knows that you are much too strong for him now.”

 

I wouldn't bet on that even if I wanted to. It was hard to tell. Of all the Saiyans or enemies I've faced, I couldn't even read a page of the book in his eyes. He was the only enemy I ever faced that the cover was closed. It was like trying to read a faded piece of paper. It wasn't worth the effort to try and read, but once I saw him kill Paragus, I could figure the man kept him under lease. I wanted to save everyone, and at the same time, I wanted to set him free of Paragus's instrument. But I wasn't able to. He came back and tried to kill my two sons, who managed to fight him off.

 

I never could tell if Brolli was a true threat without that mask on. That mask that he held when he first met me was full of joy and love, but as soon as he saw me - away from everyone else - that mask was quickly replaced by full on anger. However, as with Vegeta's eyes, it looked weird, like there was something hidden there; and in that darkness, I could see the same fire that once covered my own. It was as if I was looking at the same emotion Vegeta gave me, just mirrored from his own eyes. It was a huge emotion that I couldn't read, but I desperately tried. When I told him to “give me a handicap,” I was wondering if he had any emotions at all, which ended in it being a “no” altogether. He kept shooting at me. But that anger…was he in love with me?

 

“Kakarrot,” my prince called for my attention, which I gave him, “you don't think that Brolli has the same intentions as I do. To make you mine forever?” I stared, but once I felt that the subject needed to be dropped, I let my eyes fall. Brolli would be here in about four minutes. “I need to see my father. You don't want me around to get hurt, do you?” I shook my head. I didn't want him around. If he was here, he would endanger me, for he would be an obstacle, and bait that Brolli could use against me. It would be better if he just go to see his father. The King would not need reason to see me, would he? “I will return as soon as Brolli is gone. One way or another.” I nodded as he left without changing. I would have been his only bodyguard, but Raditz had decided to take up that. My prince was strong enough for anything beyond normal.

 

Suddenly, I saw the man outside the window, glaring at me, but I held up my hand. Opening the window, I saw the confused on his face. “No tearing apart my kingdom,” I told him strongly. He landed on the floor, gazing over at me with that same look, as if expecting an explanation for my nice behavior. I don't really have a reason. I was raised to be nice and gentle… and I was also raised to respect others, even if they were my enemy. It was just my custom since I was little. “So, what are you back here for? Don't worry, I already figured out my fault in the wish, so let me know why you chase after me. I kicked your ass twice, doesn't that teach you something!”

 

Brolli smirked, “nope, not here for to kill you again.” I was shocked at his words. He didn't want to kill me anymore, so what was he here for? To tell me that? “I came here to assume that our prince is your mate, yes?” I nodded with a little wonder tugging at my eyebrow. Did he—Was he jealous? His face dropped instantly as he heard this. I couldn't help but wonder, was he in love with me? It made it all too hard to resist asking myself. “I see.” He started to walk back towards the door, and his face remained emotionless from that moment, only thing showing was his lost pupils. How did he maintain the form after leaving the good him behind? Unless, the anger had totally enveloped Brolli and became a new form? That would explain it. But as he popped a foot on the windowsill, I wondered if he was truly about to leave. “I guess I was too late.”

 

Oh my God! Did he just say that he wanted me to fuck with him? Oh good Lord! My sons wanted to fuck me, and now Brolli! Gee, I am really, really popular. If so many men want to fuck or be fucked by me, I must be a very sexy man. “Who says that I can't have a lay?” I should have seen the proof sooner. I owned Vegeta so much, but Brolli deserved my body, even if just for once. He turned to me out of confusion, and half amusement. It was something I had never seen in my life. It was full of hope and love, plus lust and desire. It was a new emotion altogether, and I called it joy. “I mean, even mated couples can fuck with common slaves for amusement, yes?”

 

“Yes,” Brolli answered, that is true, “but I am beyond common. I am a Super Saiyan 4 now.” I am not the least bit shocked. I am a Super Saiyan 4 too, but I can't tell whether he would be stronger in a fight. “Now, if you are true on this, bend over.” I am shocked at the raw words he utters. I can't believe he would openly admit he wanted to fuck me. Wait, I thought I would be on top! After a few moments of absolutely no movement, and he finally thought I hit confusion, for my face had one eyebrow raised. “Aren't you going to let me fuck you?”

 

I opened my mouth, stuttering, “I—I thought that I—I would be the t—top.” Upon hearing this, he throws his head back in a long cackle, as if something was funny about it. He gripped my dick firmly and ran a hand along the clothed erection that now poked through. I moaned desperately, the violence turning me on. How could I become such a bitch to these emotions? “What are you doing?” I let his hand descend into my pants, taking firm hold of my full erection, and he placed another hand to my tail scar. The combination created a huge, gathering orgasm, and I felt it building. It was rather lovely compared to the way Chi-Chi handled me. Vegeta had never done this before. I squirmed in his grasp, trying to make him bring me to completion. “Please…”

 

I hadn't realized I begged him until I was on my back in the bed, him on top of me, and he was stripping me. He pulled at my shirt, stripping it after some fights with everything else, including my gi ties. I had assumed to wear one of their normal Saiyan suits in the morning, but had just woken up. However, this made it harder for him to maneuver through it. He pulled my shirts off and slammed them on the floor, along with my boots, socks, pants, and wristbands. I was naked before him. My body happened to excite him very much. “You are as I had imagined in the twenty years I spent in Hell, beautiful.” He treats me differently than I had thought. It didn't hurt as he took a nipple into his mouth, rather it felt good. He was nice to me. It made me rethink who he was, rather than who he was. That alone made me nervous. Was he completely and utterly in love with me? If so, I had to give him this lay. It would may his confidence boost, and he wouldn't totally have nothing to remember me by. But what if he was lying? How could I take that? How would I apologize to Vegeta? “Aw, it is so hard and perk. I guess it likes my attention.”

 

Oh, good Lord, no! I am getting turned on, but why is this happening? Only my mate should turn me on, yet Brolli is managing to do it. He moved to the other, but it didn't take very long before I felt whimpers leave my mouth. I bit my lip to keep from displaying the pleasure I felt. I rather not show him how much he was doing to me. It felt so damn good! He had been pumping my erection all at once, meanwhile, he flicked his tongue over the erect nub until it was fully red. Finally, he decided to descend lower, taking my erection between his teeth. Closing his teeth briefly on my head, not even closing fully, lightly, it nearly sent me over the edge. “Brolli!” I screamed, gripping his hair rather hard. He didn't seem to mind, seeing as how it didn't hurt me. I arched my back in pleasure.

 

“Oh, ho,” he smirked, “you like that?” I groaned, but did not agree. As much as I liked the sensation for one moment, if he repeated it, I would most likely just fall limp and say, “are you done yet?” I can't stand this. I am betraying my mate by doing this. Whether or not that I allowed him to go through with it; I couldn't allow him to fuck me. I had to fight back. I heard my mate saying something about forgetting something, and the doorknob turned too fast for either of us to think. In one instant, I saw my life fly back me. All the memories of my life with Chi-Chi rushed into my head, and I saw the regret in his eyes reflect in mine. I hated my life. Everyone hated me, always wanted to put me down because I was too powerful to control. I was a possible enemy. “Lovely to see your mate being fucked by another, huh?”

 

Nothing was meant to be seen, but it had been. I was below Brolli, on the bed, my big, lifeless eyes staring into that of my mate's with hope he would understand. He seduced me. There was something about him that I couldn't escape. I needed help! I could not dare fight off this monster. His ki is almost as high as mine. I powered up as quickly as could, finding my prince's betrayed face not amusing whatsoever. The uptake in energy threw Brolli back, knocking him against the darkness of the room. “Get off me!” I rushed to Vegeta quickly, as if to attempt an argument, but I merely hugged him, holding him to me, mixing our scents. We have to complete the mating. If we don't accept each other, then how will we learn in the future?

 

Brolli nearly laughed at me when my mate turned away in sheer disgust. He had the look of a beaten man. There was no form to describe it, but I could damn well try. His face was a look of disgust. Eyebrows narrow with a dark scowl on his face, and that fire in his eyes that I had always loved, was gone. He had lost the love and acceptance he had had. It was utterly distasteful. I had caused this pain. Every time I put someone else before my mate and love, I always fail. I always lose him. He turned away from me, and his feet started to pull away, that was, until one of my hands reached out, placed on one of his shoulders. He halted immediately, as if he knew right away I would say something that would make him change his mind. But, as fast as my hand had touched that forbidden shoulder, it was gone. I couldn't lie. So, like an honest mate, I turned away, ashamed with what I had done. No amount of apologizing would make up for this. I had betrayed him. I knew it from the moment I called Brolli's name. “Thank you,” a soft smile, regretful as it was, crossed his face, “for knowing the truth.”

 

I was confused for a few minor moments, and the moment caught up with me. If I was honest and loving, like Vegeta wanted, perhaps there was a way to win back his trust. “Wait,” I placed that hand back on his shoulder as he attempted leave again. This time, he halted, but did not even bother to wonder why. Earlier, I had felt his presence in my mind, meaning he was searching for something, but this time was different. I was not the same. “I am honest… I am loving… Why can't I be everything you want? You… even before this… didn't complete the mating ritual. I noticed it before too. We could merely talk through our minds, never feeling the others' emotions.” I closed my black orbs as he gazed over his shoulder. My eyebrows furrowed in pain, mostly mentally, as I felt his confusion and anger flood into my mind. “Never once did you trust yourself in me fully - always demanding I do something first.”

 

Finally, his eyes cast down in acceptance. I knew quite well that I was right about this. While the thought of making my prince mad always turned me on, I was disgusted that - even after all this time - he couldn't trust himself in me. Had I not proven I was man enough to handle him? I showed him in every possible way! There was nothing else I could do! His mouth curved into a small frown, and finally, I saw understanding in his eyes. “Perhaps it was never me… our bodies or souls weren't ready yet.”

 

“Stop talking bullshit!” I couldn't resist the urge to argue on the matter. Nothing else mattered. Not even that Brolli was damn well watching with a satisfied grin on his face. All that mattered was finding out the reason our mating had never been completed. “It is not our bodies or souls. It has to do with you! I talked to Piccolo. He and Gohan trust each other completely. His loss of connection with my boy while Freeza had control tore him to shreds.” He didn't even look up as I mentioned this. I had to comfort the green-man through his pain, all the while dealing with my own. I had my newer son to worry about, more than the grown teenager I had left behind. “The bond is supposed to be strong enough to feel emotions through. You would be able to feel how much regret I have now. I wouldn't have to tell you. That's how deep it should be.” I turned away slightly, finishing my words with “and it isn't.”

 

His eyes remained cast down, but his mouth didn't remain shut. It was parted slightly, breath leaving, but he didn't breathe inward again. Not for two whole minutes. I almost thought I gave him a heart attack, but I heard the soft sound of wind leaving into his nose as he took a shallow breath. “So, you are saying you don't feel my emotions?” I nodded lightly, stating the answer with a quick, centered look on him. “You're the only one who does.” He turned away, crossing his arms with a silly smirk on his face. I could tell that he had read my mind thoroughly this time. He had managed to unlock the doors of my mind. How? “I know everything about you. I have lived through your pain and regret. Your hate and love, and all the joys you've had. You really are a Saiyan deep down. I never knew you like that, Kakarrot.”

 

How is that he is able to read my mind but I can't read his? “You've allowed me to search your mind before, haven't you?” He gave me a small, clipped nod. It was a way of stating his answer, but he didn't lose that silly smirk. How can he smirk about this? I just virtually betrayed his ass with Brolli. I deserve something different than just a smirk. I deserve punishment. “My Prince, I'll do anything; just don't un-mate me.”

 

“I don't plan to,” he remarked, looking up at the cause of our trouble, “I am going to have Brolli executed for touching my mate in inappropriate ways.” I opened my eyes, having bent down on my hands and knees to beg for forgiveness. Execute? King Vegeta had wanted me and Vegeta executed… Was that the same thing? That meant that Brolli would be killed for touching me. It wasn't exactly fair. “And you will be whipped for your betrayal. No commoner will betray his mate.”

 

I scowled. “I am a Super Saiyan 4. I will not bow to you.” His face was a look of shock, anger, and fear. As I read these over, I realized exactly what I had said. I just told him that I didn't love him. I told him that his rules were not enough for me. That he was a stupid, arrogant bastard. Okay, two or three of these choices. But his face was shocked and betrayed at the same time. I could help but scold Kakarrot. The man spoke with my mouth, without my permission. “I mean, I just… You don't understand, all this is just too much to—“

 

Wham! I was into the wall in a second. It was a hard hit. I have to say that I've never been hit so hard by him before in my life. I mean, sure, he kicked my ass a few moments when he turned Majin, but it didn't hurt as much as it did this second. What had I said wrong? I know I said I wouldn't bow to him, but was that wrong? I don't understand him sometimes. I used to be able to read him like a damn book. But once he gained apprehension of this, he hid it from me more than I like to admit. He was now the long cover I couldn't read. I sat up from the hole and rubbed my cheek. How did he manage to hit me so hard? My jaw even hurts!

 

“Don't you dare say that,” he accused me. I don't get what he's talking about. “I will forever be your prince. You will forever bow to me, whether or not being my mate!” Oh, he's mad. I can tell by that dark look on his face. I've said something really wrong this time. “If you won't follow my orders, then I am forced to make you follow them!”

 

Suddenly, the Saiyan in me spoke up, demanding against it. Kakarrot was really getting on my nerves, but not as much as he was probably wrecking my mating with Vegeta. “Listen here, Prince,” he scowled darkly, “I am a Super Saiyan 4; I don't follow your pitiful rules no matter if you were my prince, and you were my mate! You are the one who decided not to complete the mating! You told me so!” Everything went silent, including Brolli's laughter. I nearly covered my mouth as I came to understand what he had said. It wasn't the normal words I expected. Wait, Kakarrot knew that Vegeta didn't complete the mating? He knew it all along and didn't tell me! A smirk was drawn to my face as Kakarrot continued his words. “You told me that you didn't want to complete it. You were scared that Goku would betray your trust like Raditz and Freeza. But you don't know how that would happen. If Goku really wanted to fuck with Brolli, he wouldn't have even bothered to stop Brolli. Don't you think before you start contemplating punishments? He loves you. To the point of death. He would gladly give himself to the King for execution if it meant life for you and the baby.” He could tell that I was getting emotional, that tears were springing to my eyes. He couldn't control that, but he could control what I was saying. “If he has to give up everything for you, he would. It is his way of showing you how much he loves you. He gave up the Earth and his family, his friends; no matter how much I hate him, he is a part of me. Even being me - Kakarrot - I can't refuse the other half of me. What he wants and desires comes first. That's how we've always worked.”

 

Vegeta seemed equally surprised with Brolli, who had lost his hope and laughter altogether. He had thought that Kakarrot would say something that meant a double-standard for him too, but he hadn't. Everything that Kakarrot had said; it was true. I wouldn't betray my prince if it meant I would lose him. He is too precious to me. To lose him is like losing everything precious to me. It is like losing the last of my family and friends. I would feel so much despair, I would kill myself. Perhaps he and I had connected too much. We were almost connected at the core if it weren't for our mental connection not being full.

 

His eyes descended as he started to read over Kakarrot's words. Brolli was the first to speak, saying, “I see.” That was his only understanding of what Kakarrot had said. Confessing in front of Brolli had made things a whole lot easier. I don't have to explain it to him. He had a mouthful from Kakarrot. That was enough for him. “So, that means that the prince is more important to you than anything else? I think I understand.” Before I could make a move, his hand gripped Vegeta's flamed hair and pulled him until his feet barely touched the ground. Then, still before I could react, his arm locked around my mate's neck. “I should kill him in order to gain your love and loyalty! Don't tell me that you don't find me desirable!” I felt sweat casing down my body. I had expected him to hit my mate or something, which I would be able to react to quickly, but his actions were unplanned. I couldn't move my body, which was scaring me to death. I need to save Vegeta. Why can't I move? “Caught your tongue, bitch? Because you won't be once I kill him. I'll make sure that tongue is free so I can make you scream. Pain will come before I give you the best pleasure of your life.”

 

His vicious laughter tore through the room, but I did not move. I was too frightened for his safety. I see Brolli merely as another Saiyan who threatened me. Almost like my brother. I don't find him as a lover. I don't see him as a desirable man. I love Vegeta for his arrogant attitude, but he was being controlled by anger and hatred, so he changed once Freeza was dead. He was never disgusting and vicious as Brolli is. “Put my mate down,” Kakarrot spoke, “and I will give it to you.” I wanted to scream at Kakarrot for his words. “Listen, Goku; I know what Brolli wants. He wants your body; otherwise, he wouldn't dare try to harm your mate. He would destroy you on the spot. You are obviously his type. Just go through with it long enough.” I don't trust Kakarrot; but he had cleared up a few spots. I dropped my arms and sighed. There was no choice about it. You better have a good plan, Kakarrot. “I'll take over when he starts. You won't feel anything.” Oh!? Kakarrot, you would take all the pain for me? How kind of you. I was sarcastic, but I was angered by the knowledge I would have to betray my mate. “I will give you what you desire.” I heard him in my mind, talking, “you would give anything for your mate's welfare, am I correct?”

 

I felt myself diving into the darkness, allowing him to pass through fully. I wanted to save my prince from that dark disaster. But, before I was in far enough, I heard that voice. “Don't do it, Kakarrot!” I turned sharply. He was calling me back. Why? Didn't he want me to save him? Even Kakarrot, a Saiyan who usually gave no shit towards others, froze in mid-step as my prince bit into Brolli's arm. Released from the monster's grasp, he ran towards me, gripping my gis. “Don't you dare take him on! You can't win!”

 

I didn't smile. I just pulled him behind me and took a step forward. There was no way that I could win if he was in my way. He and the kid were easy targets. He had to leave. If Brolli got hold of them like he had Vegeta, I would be useless. I need him to be safe. I need to know that he's safe. “You take the baby and run away. I need you away from me. That way I know that you are safe. It isn't like when you are in my arms and I'm sure you're safe. If you were there, you would be in danger. I would be in danger. I can't take the chance of being open to his attacks.” Nodding, he raced off. He picked up our week old baby, pulling him close to his chest. I halted him with a quick “wait!” He didn't turn to look at me, merely stood there, waiting for my words. “Tell your father to get his people out of the castle. Tell him that I will repair any damage. Just tell him there's a threat in the castle and me - being the strongest warrior alive - am taking care of it.”

 

“Father's men could help you,” I knew he wanted to help. But if he did, the casualties would merely add up. I didn't need more weight on my shoulder than I already had. He seemed to note this, for he nodded. “I get it.” He left. I merely glanced in his direction, seeing the empty doorway. Thank God he got away. I was a little scared that he would be killed by Brolli or that I would have to give up my virginity to the monster to save him. It wasn't a pleasant thought.

 

He looked at me, a little ruffled by the prince's canines. “He sure had a good grip.” Wiping away the blood, he licked his arm clean. “Mm, good copper taste. It will most likely drive you insane. Being as I am bigger, and mostly more powerful than you; you are my submissive.” I did not answer. I don't want to be anyone's submissive. Nor do I want to hear more of his bullshit. If he only knew of how much I wanted to kill him, he would regret those words. For if only Freeza had known how much hatred I had for him, he would have crawled back to his planet, begging me for forgiveness. I didn't like either one of them. They wanted to harm me, or my mate. Whether or not that Vegeta was my mate at the time. “I can bet that you will scream with pain at first, but the pleasure will make you cum; I swear it will.”

 

I growled. How dare he say that? I feel the anger building, and I reach Super Saiyan. I don't want to take this fight all the way first. I want to make him suffer more. He deserves that. As soon as I readied my stance, he charged at me, fists at the ready. I saw him jump and attempt to land a hit; but I saw black. I had been trying to dodge, to phase out, but I ended up landing on my back; unconscious for but a moment.

 

The next time I could concentrate, I realized I was on my stomach, ass presented to him. I was fully naked except for a few tatters of my shirt and pants. I realized he hadn't fully undressed me properly. I had wanted to change into Saiyan armor, but not like that. My boots were still on, but ki cuffs were around my wrists and feet, as well as my tail. He had taken precaution of my power, knowing that once I was awake, I would attempt to harm him in any possible way. I hate him!

 

“Now that you are subdued,” he whispered against my ear. “It is time to finish what we started.” He nibbled lightly. A hand traveled up and down my body, occasionally disappearing into my anal area. How did he manage to do that? I growled at him as he licked my mate mark with Vegeta. “This will disappear soon enough and all you will see is me.” I growled low in my throat. He will not take me. Kakarrot, you can't let this happen!

 

I could feel Vegeta, and I could instantly tell where he was. Outside the building, his father by his side; Raditz and Nappa staring; and Bardock was worrying for my safety. He wanted to talk to me, but he possibly wondered if he would get his chance to. I was actually wondering if Brolli would rip me to shreds. But, as he was about to position himself, Vegeta whispered in my mind. /Please, Kakarrot./

 

My mind pulsed. I felt my heart freeze as I heard my name called. The mere sound of worry in his voice alerted me to what was happening. I heard that something was wrong. As soon as I felt Brolli position himself, I screamed. My ki rose, breaking the ki cuffs, and my fur started to appear. My tail turned red, and my body was suddenly covered in the lovely red fur, my golden eyes glaring as my hair became a darker black from the raven it was before. The uptake in ki blasted Brolli away. He landed on his ass, staring at me in shock. I panted for a few minutes, my instincts telling me to kill and protect my mate. It wasn't like before where I would just knock the man silly. No, I would have to kill him.

 

Brolli looked up at me as I stalked towards him, a dark scowl on my face. My eyes were dark golden with the passion and hate I held for him. There was no loving passion there, no acceptance, just sheer want to kill him. It was my inner, darker Saiyan. This wasn't Kakarrot controlling me. It was a deeper, more hateful side of me. The very side the started to toy with Freeza. The side that turned me Super Saiyan in the first place. It wasn't a truly dark side of me, but it held its own mind and ambition; which had - at the time - included killing Vegeta. It was the only part of me that sought revenge on those who hurt me or my family - including my prince and baby. “I see that your instincts are telling you something.” He wasn't at all happy I was able to escape, but I didn't care. How dare he attempt to even do that to me? What had I ever done to him? “But you can't win.”

 

I didn't say anything. My teeth were clenched, and they were easily showing. My hands were clenched as well, shaking with anger and hate. It was the first time I had realized true hate for someone or something. It was a first for me. I could admit that I hated the man, but it wouldn't do true justice. No. I hated the man more than anything in the universe. If he dared to attempt and hurt my mate, I would knock him silly. It was ridiculous that someone who I barely even knew would attempt to harm me. “I don't even know you, let alone like you! What is your reason for always coming after me!? Why do you always attempt to hurt me if you love my body so much!?”

 

He was quiet for a few moments, then I saw understanding come across his face. “You don't remember me.” I was a little shocked at first to hear his words, but as soon as he told me them, I realized that my hatred had faded. Remember? I remember crying when I was little, but that was on Earth. I don't remember myself when I was a Saiyan. I shook my head, giving him a harsh scowl, demanding an answer. He smiled softly, and I had to say softly, for it was not a smirk. He extended a hand to me. “You have the ability to read minds, yes? Grab my hand. I will show it to you.”

 

I hesitantly gazed him over. I wondered whether he would try something again. In a last second wonder, I gripped his hand. In another moment, I saw darkness shroud behind my eyes, and I finally noticed that there was a dark chamber. I saw his old baby form on a small crib, and I silently watched as they placed me in the crib right beside him. As soon as I hit the mattress, I started crying. His eyes furrowed, and he started to shed tears, crying all his own. That was Brolli? We were born on the same day! That's why he hates me? I don't understand. Later, another man came in, picking up Brolli by the foot, carrying him out of the room. I followed him, and I saw the guard turn to another, who was typing into his computer.

 

“Kakarrot is going to Earth,” I heard him say, but I paid no attention to that, “and he will exterminate all life there, am I correct?” The second guard nodded. I saw the computer output data. What did that mean? That Saiya-go was different than what I had said. I didn't recognize it. “The King has ordered that this baby be killed. The gaki (kid) won't shut up! Ever since Kakarrot woke him up.” I watched as the guard walked out of the nursery and, without another mention to the second guard, pulled up a steak knife, slamming it through Brolli's heart. I was really shocked. As the baby and his father, Paragus was thrown to the ground, I saw Freeza's blast coming closer. They barely managed to escape with his power.

 

After that, I saw how much he and Paragus had gone through all those years. As he grew up, not controlled by his father for the first few years, he hated me; always looking for me, destroying everything. I read his mind. He had always wanted to find me, since the day I made him cry. He wanted to dominate me and show me that he was the boss. He had always wanted to make me his. He had loved me longer than Vegeta. As the memory faded, I opened my eyes. He face was inches from mine.

 

“A mere taste,” before I could even bother to stop him, his lips slammed to mine. My mouth opened in a gasp, which allowed him to get a full taste from me. His lips massaged mine, and I felt his tongue in my mouth, swirling around mine. As soon as I realized that his tongue was in my mouth, I found myself accepting it. And before I realized it…

 

I felt a ki outside the room…

 

And gazing over at that person…

 

I saw my mate there…

 

With wide eyes…

 

 

 

 

TBC…

 

 

 

 

Author's Note: As you can see, this is a two-parter like the last one. I ended this swiftly because I ran out of time to type this. I hope you enjoy it. The next one will be the next part. Enjoy.

 

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