Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ That'll Do, Son. ❯ Poor Radditz! ^^ ( Chapter 7 )

A/n: oh boy oh boy, it's the next chapter.. sorry I'm not getting them out as fast as I'd like to, but school's really being a pain with the new semester and all. ^^ here's to you.. enjoy.

Chapter to the 7th Power - Poor Radditz...

Goku allowed his power to drop, chuckling as his hair fell back into place and tickled his scalp. `Guess that'll hold `im off for a while,' he thought with a smile. However, when an intense throbbing emanated from his ass, the smile faded. He bent over at the waist and clutched it with a groan. A crude chant of "I'll walk it off, I'll walk it off, I'll walk it off..." ran rampant through his head. The pain was enough to make him ascend again just to-

"That was...so..."

"...fucking..."

"...incredible."

Goku started and, still bent at the waist, turned to Zorn, Turles, and Sullion, who were all floating near him gaping. He straightened with another groan and chuckled with his hand behind his head. The rosy blush that had painted itself across his cheeks and nose was an obvious testament to his innocent personality. Goku pulled nervously at the bottom of the armor that he had been given and drifted over to the trio. The only way he knew that they registered his presence where the 6 eyes that never left his body. "Heh...I guess you guys enjoyed the show?"

Turles shut his jaw and swallowed. "...enjoyed?"

Goku grinned, but paused when he eyed up the three bulges between the guards' legs. "Uh...yeah. Heh, I'm going to go get washed up, now."

"There's water...in buckets. Bathroom..."

"Okay. Thanks!" He dropped out of the air and touched the ground lightly with his toes. To his disappointment, he was only greeted with an unconscious Bardock laying spread-eagle on the ground. With a shrug, he walked up to what he assumed was his room (or at least his brother's... either way, he DID wake up in there) and began to strip down. He took off the boots and chest plate while humming a playful tune, and then proceeded to peel off the top half of his body suit.

Suddenly, a strong pair of arms closed around his waist and warm, moist breath tickled his ear. He yelped.

"Do you realize how sexy you just looked, Kakarot?"

Recognizing the voice as his brother's, he sighed and leaned into the embrace. Hands and fingers trailed a path over Goku's pecs and abs, tracing a line against where his spandex begun at his waist. The breath traveled down the nape of his neck and he felt the tip of Radditz's nose burrow into his hairline.

"Do you realize," he paused for effect and wrapped his arms around Goku much more fully, bringing the younger brother's body against the throbbing arousal between his legs, "how...arousing...you look as a super saiyan with the proper attire, Kakarot? How much you torture us with your perfect body?" He ground his hips into Goku's rump and licked at the crevice that his ear and skull made.

"N-no..."

"Oh, I think you do, little brother. In fact, I'd be willing to bet that you put on that little show for us in the beginning just to taunt us, ne?"

"Radditz, I-"

"Shhh..." he brought a hand up from behind and placed a finger against Goku's lips, "no more talking. I'm gonna go take care of this, and afterwards, we've got to talk." Radditz let go of his brother and smacked him on the ass before heading for the door. Goku started and rubbed the spot that his brother's hand had stung. There was a deep ache between his legs that announced that Goku was rather excited by the elder's harsh treatment. Radditz paused and turned at the door. "Oh, by the way, Kakarot," he smirked a killer, "the towels are under the bed."

With that, he left.

Goku stared at the door for a few moments. `Sexy indeed,' he mused, going for the towels he was directed to, `wait'll he sees Vegeta...' Finding a coarse towel, he slung it over his shoulder and stepped out into the hall. There weren't many doors to choose from, so he just assumed that he would open each door until he found the bathroom. When he did, he also found the promised buckets of water and a large barrel to dispense it into. The earth-grown saiyan sighed and stripped the rest of his body suit off.

Looking down at the mini soldier between his legs, he sighed again, louder. `One day, and I'm already going napalm-saiyan...' he chuckled. `Man, what would Chi Chi say? He he, or worse off... What would Piccolo say?' He flicked at the head of his trouser mouse and shook his head as it swayed a bit. The water was put into the tub and heated, and he closed his eyes and swallowed as his arousal throbbed again. "I'm a mess..."

Meanwhile, in a room adjacent to the bathroom, Radditz was laying flat on his stomach, in the buff, with the door closed. He ground his teeth and buried his head into the mattress as his hand entertained the fantasies that swam though his mind.

|Goku swung his leg around Cell's fist to slam the android in the side with a loud grunt at contact. Sweat glistened on his forehead and ran in tiny jewels to collect in the groove above his lip before a slim tongue snuck out to catch their salty tang. Shadowy spandex flowed and conformed to every nick and curve in the sinewy muscle that protected the saiyan's body. The brows were drawn taught in concentration, twitching every once in a while in anticipation of a terrible blow. Magnificent golden hair swayed with might as an aura of pure destruction surrounded and engulfed the man, placing light where there was darkness and glinting off of the armor covering a broad chest...|

Radditz groaned and rolled over, his hand working faster, his jaw closing tighter...

|Goku stopped himself in the air, a deep, throaty growl emanating from his chest cavity. The smirk on his distorted façade was a dictionary of the battle and blood lust that was pumping through his veins...|

The maned saiyan grunted and pulled a few times, finally coming to a halt as he howled into a convulsing hand and arched off the bed. When all was said and done, he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and took enormous breaths. Turning his head, he stared at the back of the door which, he knew, lead to the object of his affection. He rolled back over and buried his face into the pillow again, squeezing the sides up to close over his ears. A muffled groan vibrated the padding.

"I don't know how he does that to me..."

Goku continued the song he was humming earlier. He had taken care of himself as Radditz had, and was now flushed with color and sweatier than when he stepped into the bath. Lathering up with the funny smelling soap they had resting on the sink, he ran his hands over his body quickly, took a large breath, and dunked under water to rinse the cleanser away. The hot fluid danced over his skin and saturated his muscles with heat, relieving the tension that had accumulated there. His breath sighed out through his nose, creating a whirlpool of bubbles, and he rose to the surface to inhale once more.

Goku clambered out of the tank, wondering how he'd drain it, when there was a knock on the door. He started and grabbed the towel, just managing to cover himself decently before his lion-maned brother stepped in and closed the door behind him quietly. Goku glared and went back to fastening the towel.

"What is it? I hope I didn't startle you..."

Goku looked up in shock of the abrupt consideration.

"...much." Radditz grinned.

The earth saiyan stuck out his tongue.

"Aw, come on. Here," he said, removing the towel from around his brother's waist. Goku started to protest but was abruptly cut off as the said towel came down around his head. He then felt Radditz's strong hands grip his scalp and firmly massage with a circular motion, coaxing the excess water out of his hair. When the towel was taken away, Radditz handed it back to Goku to place back around his waist and turned to grab the tub by handles on the sides. "Now that you're clean and you've showed that you can stick up for yourself, we've decided that if we're going to get anywhere, we're going to have to start towards getting you out of hell this afternoon. Are you ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be, I suppose..."

"Good. I'm gonna go empty this." Eyeing up Goku's garment, "Why don't you wear some of my armor? Or is yours in ok enough shape?"

"I think it'll be fine. Thanks, though."

"No problem. Meet us down in the living room, Zorn and Father'll give you the lowdown."

"Okay."

Radditz hoisted the heavy tub of water up in front of him and left. Goku padded back to "his" room, grabbing the body suit and accessories and putting them on. He couldn't imagine the steps to get him out of hell...But he was determined to do it. Not only for his sons, but for Vegeta also. Goku looked at the small end table and eyed up the scouter there. He had never worn a scouter before...Not that he could remember, anyway. It was a pretty crimson color, the ear piece the same slate black as his armor. Having seen the others wear it and deciding that if he was going to hang out with saiyans, he might as well look the part... Goku picked up the tiny machine and attatched it to his ear as he had seen others do. Having the contraption in place, he was suddenly thrown back to a memory of Vegeta when he had first come to earth.. So long ago...

"Don't worry, Vegeta. I know you yearn like I do. I'm coming, my prince..."

A/N: Bit shorter this time, cuz the next chapter's gonna be pretty damned long.. they start their adventure!! Yoy! Much hilarity, angst, sex, confusion, and so on and so forth shall ensue.. stay tuned! (dun dun dun...)