Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ TOSOV (BOOK 2) ❯ BETRAYED ( Chapter 20 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

YAOI/ANGST WARNING! G/V pairing. Rape violence. Z/V paring.

CHAPTER XXII

BETRAYED

Hunting the Dragon Balls took longer than originally planned as three of the hunters had been showing that they were carrying. Trunks and Goten, who had become with children prior to the arrival of Vegeta's siblings, were entering the last month of the carrying stage just before delivery, thus were heavily burdened. Vegeta also began showing and the child began to drain him of the energy he required just to fly. The body of a carrying Saiyan male resembled that of a Sumo wrestler, as weight had to be proportionate to the increase of their abdomens. This fact slowed them down to where the male was very vulnerable to attack. Thus a month later, Vegeta and the others returned to his kingdom and he had gathered all seven of Earth's Dragon Balls. He placed the balls in a ring, summoned the dragon, wished the king's children and the Kami of Templer-7 to the Earth's spirit check in station, then he wished the group to Earth. The action took place in a deserted part of the desert. After the wishes were granted, King Togar requested to be relocated to another planet so that they could live out their days, however, he pledged his allegiance to the Saiya-jin forever. Prince Vegeta used the instant transmission to take the race to Planet Araknia; a mid-sized planet located behind Planet Vincente and was inhabited by forty-foot arachnids. Once there, Togar had requested to have the rest of his race restored to the living plane, the six elder members of the royal house placed their now golden necklaces in a circle, summoned the dragon of their former planet and made the wish. Once the wish had been made, the prince stood with the king to bid farewell.

"It was a pleasure to have made your acquaintance, your majesty. I will leave seventy-five of my first class warriors to aid in strengthening your defenses with that fiend in this dimension. They are well aware of how powerful that fiend thinks he is and they are several thousand kilis stronger than he will ever be! And if you need further assistance, Planet Vincente is the large planet in front of this one. He will have to take out that mud ball before he even knows you all exist. There are Saiya-jin on Vincente; the commander is named Sagio. He and his forces wear these to communicate with one another." Vegeta showed the Templerian monarch the scouter every one of his people wore for communication and viewing purposes.

Togar took the item and investigated it then he gave it to Vegeta and asked him to affix it.

"I am forever in your debt, your majesty. Thank you for all of your assistance," Togar bowed then extended his hand to Vegeta and shook on their new allience. Not soon after Vegeta boarded his craft along with his family, who accompanied the Templerians and Saiyan warriors to the new planet, the Saiya-jin left the planet and returned to Earth.

After being restored to strength by the Araknians, and given their webbing to protect the most sensitive part of his body, Vegeta and crew left to return to Earth. Upon their return to Earth, Vegeta and his family went their separate ways with the prince heading straight for the treatment room. Vegeta skidded to a halt when his eyes beheld a vision in an orange gi. He had to fight for the control of himself as his he felt his heart rate jump, his legs became jelly and he broke into a cold sweat. The chimp within him seemed to jump with joy itself. He had to duck behind the wall then he moved to walk away. He felt heat flush his cheeks and a certain part of his outfit strained against the attempt to contain his need, which tripled the second he lay eyes on his passion, commander, mate and best friend. Since his first arrival on this insignificant planet, Kakarrot had been the only Saiyan, other than the king, to ever drive the proud prince to his royal knees. Well, yeah, Frieza also, but that was out of force and not awe.

"Hey, Vegeta! Why are you hiding? It's only me in here. Kayla just left ten minutes ago." a familiar high tenor voice sounded.

At the sound of that voice, the prince stopped in his tracks. He nearly bit himself in half so that he wouldn't disgrace himself and charge in the room and tackle his passion to the floor and... No, bad Vegeta, how dare you even think that way about him! Just then the prince jumped and nearly left his skin on the wall. He turned. His eyes were down cast but traveled slowly upward. The being in front of him wore blue boots with orange trim, the legs of his gi tucked into those boots. Traveling higher, the prince's eyes locked onto the matching orange crew neck sweatshirt, worn in place of the usual sleeveless orange gi top and weighted blue short sleeved shirt under it. Here Vegeta's eyes stopped and lingered, drinking in the sight the being represented and was causing thunder and lightning to shoot through his veins like liquid fire. The being's shoulders were broad and Vegeta wanted to place his mark on the right shoulder. His eyes lingered on a spot that had healed during his time in the tank. Then Vegeta's eyes followed the outline from the being's shoulders to his neck and up to his eyes.

"Hey, Vegeta. I

Vegeta held his hand up. "No, don't talk. Come," Vegeta told Goku then led him away from the treatment room. The two exited the palace and Vegeta took to the air. Goku followed.

"Where are we going, amour? I haven't seen you in sometime and I m-

Goku never finished. Vegeta had stopped mid flight and lunged at Goku. It took a split second before Goku realized that the prince intended to battle. The commander blocked the attack then retaliated. This was followed by an all out battle that only the two Legendary Super Elite Saiya-jin could endure.

After some time, the two fell to the ground panting and heaving. They had battled their way to the island where Goku's little cottage sat. Vegeta looked at Goku with wild eyes then lunged at the larger Saiyan, however, this time instead of blocking the prince's attack, Goku captured Vegeta in an embrace, took hold of his lips with his own and rolled his passion onto the ground. Unable to fight against destiny, Vegeta allowed the invasion and their tongues moved in perfect unison as they shared a tongue waltz. Vegeta felt intense heat as Goku burned away his gi as he did the commander's. Then Goku took hold of Vegeta's right glove in his teeth and pulled it off and did the same to the left.

Goku looked down into his passion's bright black eyes and smiled. "What about Ceraina?" he asked and began to trace a finger down Vegeta's throat.

The prince swallowed against his dry throat. He reached and put his hand behind Goku's head and pulled him down for another kiss. "I wouldn't be here with you if I hadn't have taken care of her first," the prince rasped as he took hold of Goku's tail and Goku took hold of his.

"Let's get indoors before we're some dino's lunch," Goku suggested as he got off of the prince and pulled the shorter Saiyan up with him. "Do you know that you put on quite a bit of weight since you've been gone?" the large Saiyan asked as they headed for the cottage.

"Well, my friend, so have you and its very becoming," Vegeta smiled up into Kakarrot's face as he caressed the larger one's abdomen and vice versa.

Goku wrapped his tail around the prince's waist and vice versa each one caressing the part closest to them. As they made their way to the cottage clothed only in their natural splendor, they were unaware of a pair of yellow eyes that had followed their movements or of the being those eyes belonged to that hung in mid air over the Saiya-jin's location.

"Well, well, Vegeta, I see you actually liked the games Frieza had Dodoria and myself played with you. I've been patient long enough, my Saiyan beauty. Tonight, you will be mine and Frieza is no where to stop me this time," thought a blue skinned being whose eyes seemed to burn after he had beheld the Saiya-jin no Ouji in such raw glory. A sight he caught as often as he could. Descending to the ground, the Tsurian monarch then masked his chi so that he could spy on the couple in the cottage. "And that which is in you shall be replaced with my own seed."

Zarbon gasped as his eyes beheld Goku between Vegeta's legs, as he would be with a female. So the prince still had it, well, that would make the game more interesting. They seemed unfazed by the fact that they were weeks away from delivery as they moved in a different kind of battle, the battle for dominance.

Goku had entered his amour not soon after he had lay the prince on the bed. Both were like wild animals and could barely contain their need for release. Even though they were mated to females and the girls would use their tails, as Goku pointed out and Vegeta finally understood that there was something about the same gender bond that nothing could surpass. After the height of their love had been reached and the threshold of desire sent them over the edge into euphoric oblivion, the two lay spent but didn't separate. Goku wrapped his prince his arms, kissed the 'M' of his forehead then the two drifted into a cozy sleep.

Zarbon wanted to make his move then and there but something told him to wait until the larger Saiyan was nowhere in sight before claiming his prize in the form of the Saiyan no Ouji. Then an alarm rang in Zarbon's head. Vegeta's much stronger and has a new transformation. No matter, he would drug the prince then take him. The Tsurian prince remembered a very powerful drug that Frieza had ordered him to administer to a very unwilling and unruly Prince Vegeta when the latter was just entering his open stage. It was the night that Zarbon had overheard Nappa informing the young prince about how he would have to stay away from anything male for the next seven years of his life until the hole closed. 'If its ever tampered with in any fashion, it will remain open and you will be bi-gendered, but don't worry, being of the royal house, yours won't function as it does for the lower classes.' He recalled what the larger Saiyan had told the young prince. Zarbon left his perch and flew back to Little Vegeta.

A few hours later, Vegeta awoke and felt as if he had just bathed in a pool of molten lava. It was incredible how after mating with Kakarrot made him feel charged and ready to take on the universe. He knew Goku's tree limb arm pinned his own smaller, yet wider frame to the bed and he did not want to move. Inhaling deeply, Vegeta threw his right arm-he slept on the inside of the bed as the female mates would-around his passion's large torso, kissed the being's chest then settled back into slumber. The chimps within were feeding off the energy that had been exchanged during the joining.

Neither rose until Goku's abdominal alarm sounded and disturbed the peace of the island. "You get cleaned up and I'll go find us something to eat. Thank you, my prince," Goku smiled, lifted his hand and trailed his fingers through his monarch's thick mass of spikes then he leaned to kiss him.

Vegeta twisted out of the exchange. "Kakarrot, please. It's getting so I can't stand not to be around you. I hadn't intended on us going as far as our boys had but I fear that we have, maybe further. I can't seem to shake you from my mind. You are as much a part of me as Ceraina and the kids are and I don't know how to stop," the prince lamented as he stood and turned his back on Goku. His familiar stance was not so intimidating when he was in the raw.

Goku crept up to his passion, moved his hair from his neck and nibbled at the area where his neck and shoulder met then the commander opened his mouth and sank his teeth into the soft flesh. This caused the prince to howl in pain; shock and surprise but he would not duck away as Goku held him in place. Goku moaned as the rich crimson of the prince's life force seeped into his oral orifice. Keeping his mouth attached to the wound, Goku ran his hands down and around the prince's body until his hands made contact with the prince's passion and he began to caress it and pull on it. Goku then removed his mouth from the bite sight and leaned the prince over so that the tiny opening was winking up at him, however, because of his heavy abdomen; Vegeta fell to his knees. With a wicked smile, Goku placed his hands on the prince's cheeks parted them so that he had access to the other opening. Positioning himself, Goku moved forward and in one thrust, connected with his passion in another fashion.

The second Vegeta's passion drugged mind registered what was taking place, Kakarrot was well into his new assault. "Kakarrot, stop, pull out! No, you can't do this to me! Please, stop! We can't mate like this!" Vegeta's cries fell on deaf ears as Goku flipped into SSJ 5. Vegeta had to follow so that he would not get burned when that molten lava shot into him, his own life fluid spewing out as if being shot from a clogged faucet. Together they chorused their pinnacle to the universe then fell forward onto the carpet. Goku lay atop, still attached and unwilling to give up his claim. Vegeta, however, bolted out from under the other Saiyan and looked at him with the venom of Queen Valeria along with tears of humiliation shooting from his dark eyes. At a loss for words, Vegeta ran into the wash to rid his being of the event, but he knew from experience that there would be no washing away of that evidence. He now and truly belonged to Kakarrot. He now had every reason to hate the very ground Goku walked upon. Why? What had possessed that imbecile to want him that way? Vegeta was beyond satisfied when they did it as they would with their females. Now Kakarrot had ruined everything with that act of inverted passion.

Vegeta cried. 'Kakarrot, how could you do this to me? I thought you loved me. I hate you for attacking me from behind in such a manner, but you mean the galaxy to me, and that prevents me from killing you. You could have injured our little one. Thank Araknia that her webbing's been injected into me to protect that which I cherish as much as I do you.'


He had gone back to Little Vegeta to request some drugs from the medic when a thought hit him. Why not a chi collar? He had brought one from the Planet Ispan-12 and at the time he had no idea as to why. Now he was glad that he had it. Zarbon went to his section of the camp, entered his house that the Saiya-jin had built for his family and him. Zarbon went to his chamber, located the collar and something Frieza used to drug the unwilling Saiya-jin into performing favors for him. After gathering the necessary equipment, which also included heavy chains that would take several Saiya-jin at Oozaro level to break and without a moonlight source, that monkey-tailed abomination couldn't transform. Happy with the way things were running, Zarbon went to set out to catch the monkey demi-monarch.


Prince Vegeta exited the wash, dressed in a deep chocolate cherry colored training gi, white boots and gloves, tidied the cottage from his and Goku's little party, then he left the cottage. He knew Kakarrot had left not soon after their last coupling as that Saiyan's stomach reminded them that it craved attention. Vegeta should do the same since he was eating for two so he decided he'd return to Little Vegeta and have breakfast with the others. Vegeta took off as quickly as his heavy body would allow but then cut his speed to cruising so that he could overlook the terrain for any morsel he could snack on. Maybe he wouldn't return to the palace just yet. Everyone knew what a loner he was even though the Saiya-jin tended towards packs.

Vegeta suddenly caught sight of a triceratops and decided that would make a tasty appetizer, so he descended, stalked his prey until it stopped to eat. The prince had his target in range and was preparing to blast when he was suddenly knocked forward. Before he could regain himself, he felt something around his neck that nearly choked him.

"I've been patient long enough, monkey boy! Watching you romp and frolic with that other monkey was the straw that broke the camel's back! I've watched you willingly pleasure others, especially a female! I had to take pleasure in you when we were with Frieza. No more! I've wanted you ever since the day we joined your little group and now's my chance, Super Saiyan! Just as weak as you've always been!" a voice rasped from behind Vegeta. "And I know you're carrying that third class' brat, but worry not, my friend, that's the first thing I'll rip from your body before I make you mine!"

The Saiyan prince gasped as he recognized the voice. "No! No, Zarbon, no! You're not gonna take me! I'll fry you like hamburger; you blue skinned pussy freak! I killed you once and I won't hesitate to kill you again! I will not allow you to take me in the same manner you did when we were Frieza's slaves! And if you so much as try and harm my child, I won't hesitate to skewer you!" Vegeta struggled but found he was getting weaker with every charge. Then he fell to his knees feeling as if his head was departing from his shoulders. "What have you done to me, you green haired, yellow eyed freak? Let me go!" Vegeta wheezed as he felt his body had taken on the semblance of marble.

"In a word, no. I've drugged you the way Frieza had us to do when you became unruly. It's taking effect now. Soon, my handsome one, you will be at my mercy. I've had to watch as my pleasure gave to everyone else and I was left gasping for breath! I couldn't stand seeing you with that other male of your race and I wanted to kill him every time he looked at you! The only reason I came back to this galaxy and this planet was to be with you! I hungered for you! Dreamed of you! I even called your name out while mating with Zyra! The look on her lovely face the night I did that was enough to make me realize that I was and always had been in love with you! I hated every moment when Frieza would force me torture you for his pleasure. I wanted so often to take you away, lavish everything I had at my disposal on you, find a planet, set you on the throne and become your slave! I would have done anything for you if Frieza hadn't of been in the equation. I didn't care. I just wanted to be with you! When we landed here, I was in heaven when the first thing I saw was your handsome face but I remembered that I wasn't even to think about you in the manner I had been forced to before. However, the more I watched you as you surveyed the goings on in the camp, those old thoughts and feelings rose up from where I had tried to bury them. Watching you train was a feast that I was never satisfied from. When I'd hear you sing, I pictured myself in your arms and you singing to me. Then I began to make little off color comments and move suggestively but it was all for naught! Everything I did never gained your attention! Well, monkey prince, now I have you and you'll have to die before I let you go!" Zarbon hissed.

"Y-you sick bastard!" and with that Vegeta passed out.

Zarbon smirked. "Now, we'll go to my play house, Vegeta no Ouji and that incredible body of yours will be mine, even if it is twice its normal size at the moment, I shall soon rectify that!" the blue skinned prince told himself, picked up the unconscious Saiyan and left the area.

Consciousness returned to the Saiyan prince and he went to stretch out his achy limbs when a rattling noise caught his ears. He tried to pull his arms but to no avail. He could just barely turn his head and he found that he was chained to a stone wall with heavy chains. Panic set in and he began to struggle but felt his energy giving out with every move he made. He screamed only to be greeted with an echo that resounded in the hollowness of wherever he was. Just then his captor appeared and he bore a heavily laden silver tray.

"Well, well, welcome back to the real world, sleeping beauty. Here I've brought you some dinner. I know how you Saiya-jin love to eat and I wouldn't want my prize to waste into nothingness," Zarbon smiled wickedly, his yellow eyes traversed up Vegeta as if he were surveying a succulent piece of meat. The blue prince licked his lips. "You look good enough to eat, my pet. Here, open wide," the other prince held a chicken leg to Vegeta's mouth.

The Saiyan shied away from the offering, however, the thought of the chimp's needs overruled his own and he took a bite of the offered morsel. "Where are we? Why have you chained me up like this?" the panic was evident in Vegeta's voice.

"How else am I to get what I crave out of you? You never were willing, so I had to resort to desperate measures. Oh, a word of advice, those chains and that collar are draining your chi with every movement and every breath you take. Before you die, I'll extract my pleasure from you the way I have always wanted and Frieza is nowhere to stop me," Zarbon smirked as he took a bite of the chicken leg he had offered Vegeta. Zarbon then began to eat the morsel in a suggestive manner, his yellow eyes on Vegeta's face.

After he finished the morsel, Zarbon then took hold of Vegeta's fox-like tail and caressed it in the same manner that he watched the Saiyans do to one another. Then the blue prince wrapped the appendage about himself like a fur boa. He moaned as he felt the soft fur trail across his neck then he moved in a suggestive manner and held Vegeta's tail in one hand and... It was then that the Saiyan prince found he had was in the natural way. Vegeta's heart began hammering in fear against his chest as Zarbon moved closer, his lips pursed then he claimed the Saiyan's own. Vegeta felt Zarbon's hand-the one that didn't have his tail-grab hold of that which made him male. Vegeta bit down on what Zarbon was trying to evoke, however, the drugs in his system were proving too strong and the chains and collar were draining his energy. He thought of how this treatment would affect his unborn one, however, Queen Araknia had assured him that her webbing and venom would protect his chimp until it was ready to be brought forth into the universe, thus, the prince's mind quieted on that thought. Vegeta's body reacted to whatever Zarbon wanted. Vegeta felt the old humiliation and shame return to him and he did the only thing he could do. Vegeta cried and tried to send out a mental SOS. Focusing on the mind link he shared with his two mates and children, the prince also called to whomever could receive.

Cilvanti had been sparring with her little brother, Endive. Trunks and Goten along with their mates were in the sparring area of the palace compound. Piccolo, Krillin, their mates and the offspring had all stopped by and noticed something was amiss.

"Hey, where's the hot head? Shouldn't he be training or sparring with Goku?" Piccolo asked as he searched for Vegeta's chi.

"I don't know. I haven't seen him since...AHHH! What's going on? I feel so weak!" it was Vegeta's brother, Kale, who fell to his knees and grabbed his head as if he had a bad headache.

Just then, the prince's offspring all screamed and fell to the ground then fell unconscious as did Goten, Kakarrot, Kayla, Ceraina and Queen Sunrissa. Kale was just holding himself together but found that he had to sit down before he fell to the ground. At that time, Jean Grey from the X-team entered the compound.

"Vegeta! He's in grave danger! Something's draining him of his energy and his body is as near death as possible without crossing into the next dimension!" the red-headed psychic mutant shrieked in horror, her eyes wild as if she were seeing Vegeta and what ever was causing his distress.

Piccolo closed his eyes then they flew open. "Jean, remember when Vegeta and his son had gotten very sick because something was happening to the little princess?"

"Yes, yes I do! Trunks said that the baby had something called a chi collar on. That was the only way that both dad and son could have been affected," the mutant replied.

"The same thing's happening to Vegeta! I just saw it! He's chained and barely conscious. His chi is just barely in the air and I can't even pinpoint it. Goku, Ceraina and the kids are the only ones with very strong mind links to the prince and could easily locate him. With them all being unconscious, well..." Piccolo sighed and shook his smooth green head.

Just then a blast was felt. This was accompanied by a high pitch voice in anger. "That snake! That prick loving, perverted, two-timing son of a jackal! When I catch him, I'm cutting it off with a case knife! Zatanna, he's gone too far this time! I was willing to put up with his sick little fantasy and even his stalking the Saiyan but when he called me by that prince's name when your son and I mated the other night was the living end! I thought he was over that little monkey-tailed abomination, but I find now that I'm wrong! Look at what your son's written in his journal! He's detailed how he was gonna kidnap the monkey prince and what he's gonna do to him! Zatanna, I want you to sever the mateship! I refuse to continue living with that prissy punk son of yours, even if he is my king! Kill me if you must, my queen, but please release me from him," a female voice shrieked in horror, the language was the native tongue of the Tsuria-jin.

Piccolo located the source and headed for the source. He stopped when he found a blue skinned female on the ground in tears. "Was that you and if so, what do you know about Vegeta's disappearance?" he asked her in cold tones.

Zyra looked up and scooted backwards when she saw Piccolo with a murderous expression playing on his face. She bowed. "Oh, please, Namek, don't kill me! It's Zarbon! He has some sick fantasy about the Saiyan! Here, I found these in a private room of his. I can't make them out, but I'll translate what they are for you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," she cried as she handed a pile of papers to Piccolo. That being took the papers then took Zyra's hand and the two returned to the Saiyan camp.

"Hey, look what I found. I think she knows what happened to Vegeta," Piccolo set the frightened female down in the midst of the several hundred Saiyans who looked at her with thunder in their eyes.

"Please, don't kill me. It's my mate you want! He's kidnapped your prince and is even know doing horrible things to him, not the least of which is extracting his pleasure from him. He knows that your prince is bi-gendered," the Tsurian princess related.

"How dare he presume to do such a thing to our pride! Even now, our queen and anyone else directly linked to his highness has either fallen unconscious or is on the verge!" Eggoll remarked with a hiss.

"I say we kill him and cut his passion off with a dull ki knife! It wasn't enough for Frieza to have destroyed our home planet, now a Tsurian is intent on destroying our prince!" Celerion snarled.

"What do you know about what's happening to Vegeta?" Piccolo asked.

"Just what I told you. The rest is in those pages. My mate loves the Saiyan and thinks the Saiyan feels the same way. But I've heard the Saiyan make cruel comments about my prince and how he killed him on a planet called Namek. I thought that when we, his mother and I, wished him back that he would have no interest in anyone but me. When he was recovering on the Planet Minerva and the Ice-jin attacked, Zarbon protected me as best he could until that 'Golden Warrior' appeared. I thought he'd have a heart attack when he saw him. Zarbon was enraptured and had to find out all he could about the being. He spent many nights closed up with King Aegar before we left to go settle our new home planet. After we had gone to New Tsuraina, he became restless and said that he wanted to venture to a planet called Earth. No one asked why. He's our king, after all. To make a long story short, from the day we touched down on this back galaxy planet until yesterday, I've tried to keep my eyes on him. Do you know how hard it is to watch a being that knows Instant Movement? He's been stalking the prince, taking notes on his every move and cursing when he'd see the Saiyan with one of his own mates. One night he returned home in such a state that I thought I would have to put a collar on him! He was saying things I couldn't understand. Then today while I was in his private room, I noticed some papers strewn over a desk. I looked the papers over... Those are the ones I just handed to the Namek," Zyra cried, full of the shame of her prince, her mate's actions.

Piccolo looked down at the pile of papers the female had handed to him. "Get up. Read these to this people. It will be their decision as to whether to punish you or not," the Namek replied.

Zyra took the papers and began to read. " 'I can't take it any more! He's my every thought, my every dream! I have watched as he interacts with his people, his race. They mean more to him than anyone or anything. He sits then they join him. First the female, then the chimps-as his race calls their offspring-then that big Saiyan joins them with another female by his side. Three older males and three older females and another chimp follow them. The family's complete. He doesn't know that when the big Saiyan sits beside him opposite the female that his dark eyes sparkle and dance just as they do when he sees her. However, the sparkle vanishes as if it never was. I think he doesn't want others to know about himself and larger Saiyan, but they do. He's told me often enough how keen the Saiyan sense of smell is. He wrinkles his straight nose in disgust whenever I cross his presence. The big Saiyan is usually with him. That low life isn't even aware that Vegeta's just tolerating his presence but then I see it, their tails around one another's waists and I cringe. I should be held in that embrace but I know how he feels towards me. Hatred, deep intense hatred and its in his eyes whenever I get near him. The big Saiyan tightens his tail around him, leans over and whispers in his ear. The prince nods and the disgust is then replaced by his Saiyan arrogance.

"Nonetheless, if the other Saiya-jin do know about the prince and the other Saiyan, they do not make it public. When I see the two fly off on their own to battle, I die because I know that he is sharing himself with the other of his gender. The knowledge is eating at me and I wish that large Saiyan would just drop out of existence but that would never happen and he's ten times stronger than I am, even in my transformed state! Vegeta killed me in my transformation but I'll forgive him of that. We were under Frieza at the time and I was his enemy. Now, I want to be his slave, his mate, and his lover. I'll forgive him of anything if he would only look at me with those smoldering black orbs of onyx the way he does that female and the other of his gender. I'm back now in this dimension and, although Frieza had forced me to extract pleasure from him, I found the task not unpleasant and found myself looking forward to fulfilling that particular request the white tyrant made. Now, I'm hooked and I can't shake him. I have to have him. Maybe it's that tail. It used to be skinny like a belt but not long ago it blossomed into a full lush appendage that resembles a fox's tail. I find my eyes riveted to him. Every move he makes sets me ablaze. If he were to just look at me with those dark eyes of his the way he looks at the female or that other male, I'd die on the spot.

"He returned to this planet after establishing a race on a new planet and my heart jumped when I saw him enter the camp but he headed straight indoors. I followed discreetly as I know he can sense chi. I hide as I watch him stand frozen in front of the treatment room door. My prize turned and stood against the wall. He's dressed in his usual sapphire blue jumpsuit and Saiyan armor but it's larger than normal and so is he! From his size increase I must make one conclusion: that my prize is about to deliver for that low-class nobody! My eyes drink in the sight of his excitement as it strains against the tight fabric of his gi. I know he's thankful that suit expands. He began to walk away when he stops in his tracks. Then he stands before him and my prize eyes him as if eyeing a deity of some sort. The large being said something but my prize held his hand to silence him then the two disappear. I followed them. Watched as my prize flew off then stopped in mid air to lunge at the bigger Saiyan. In a heartbeat it is clear to the other one that the prince wanted to battle. Vegeta's clever, he won't just give himself over with out a fight. Even in a stage of breeding. So like him. I followed until they landed on an island some miles from the one the palace is situated on. I hid so as not to alert them then I see my prize, my passion and my ever present fantasy lunge himself once again at the large Saiyan who clamps his arms around the prince, my passion, and rolls him to the ground. Their lips meet in a firey exchange. I should have hold of those enticing lips, not some lowly soldier! Then the two burn away one another's outfits from their bodies. The sight of the Saiyan prince in all his natural glory, on the ground, atop that thick mass of black water he calls hair and that gorgeous tail of his draped lazily over the other Saiyan sent shock waves through my entire being. I should be the one over him. Gazing hungrily into those dark liquid eyes with my brilliant yellow ones. My heart stops when I see the other Saiyan run a hand over that smooth throat of the prince's. How dare such a low-life creature presume to touch such exquisiteness that I claim as my right to have and own?

"I don't pretend to understand their language but I watch the two stand, wrap their tails about one another's waists then they entered a small manor home. I crept up to the window and peered in. What I saw made me want to hurl but I choked it down; however, I could not stop the tears that escaped from my eyes as I watched the larger Saiyan deep into my passion. It should have been me and it will be me! I felt my anger rise at the sight and have decided I will take what is mine and mine alone to claim! I don't care if he's reached some new higher power level that has the potential to level the universe; there are ways around that. <Note: That collar I brought back from Ispan-12 will do just nicely. Complete and total drainage in a short time.> Today, Vegeta, I will claim my prize even if I have to chain and drug you like I had to when we were with Frieza. I shall rip that which you carry within your abdomen and replace it with my own!'" Zyra completed the reading of the diary page then she broke down into another flood of tears.

"He's sick! He's a sick pervert! Grr, if I ever get my hands on him...Just pray I never get my hands on him! I nearly raised that one until his sire got wind of his sneaking off to do what he wanted and had me replaced with Nappa! No one can take Saiya's pride away like this and expect to live!" it was Angelair Saturna, Parlissa's uncle. He and Fuyung were the commanders after Kakarrot and had to take charge.

"Hey, y'all remember how we rescued the little princess? Let's enact the same plan to rescue the prince. All we need is someone who knows that little Instant movement trick," it was Cyclops of the X-team with the suggestion.

'Won't work,' a weakened voice said from nowhere.

"Vegeta?!" a chorus of voices asked in disbelief.

'What makes you say it won't work, hot head?' Piccolo asked.

'The chi collar on me has an explosive device attached to it, he has power grids and force fields surrounding the entire area. Any being with a high chi will get severely hurt. Good plan, though, it saved Cilvi. Only a miracle can save me but that miracle is also unconscious with the others of my family. Pic, I can't hold the link any longer. Good-bye,' the prince's mental voice faded.

"Grr, that's just great! Not only is he killing Vegeta, he's killing two of the dearest people I've ever known and my best friend. I can't let him do this and I can't sit around and do nothing!" Piccolo left the treatment room and exploded.

Those who had been in the palace had also exited to vent their anger at the situation. Minds and prayers were sent forth for the prince, the queen, the offspring and especially, the unborn chimp the prince was said to be carrying.


Although they were no longer mated and bonded to him, they still felt his distress. Both had been awakened from slumber and a terrible night terror that centered on their former mate, the Saiyan prince. In the terror, he was chained, gagged and drugged. There were barriers all around him and a being whose features they could not make out, except for a blue color, was torturing Vegeta mercilessly just to get his pleasure. In the dream, Vegeta's handsome face was contorted in pain and humiliation at his circumstance. He was gray and hung limply with just the heavy chains supporting what was once the most perfect physical body ever created and sculptured, although it had doubled in size as if the prince had found another transformation and remained in the state. There was little they could do from where they were. The Earth-jin ex mate was in North America in a very important business meeting regarding the building of a Capsule factory in Texas. The Saiya-jin ex mate was on the new Planet Templer-8 with her new mate Chokarti.

Parlissa sat up in bed beside her mate. He held her but could not comfort her. He had had a terrible vision that their prince was in grave danger. Neither spoke because deep distress and sorrow were attacking her body and resulted in a flood of tears.

"Oh, Chokarti, Vegeta's dying! He's been captured by something blue. We gotta go back to Earth and we gotta help him! I know we are no longer mates and he's pissed at me for attacking his new mate but he is our prince and we will defend him!" the Saiyan beauty sobbed.

"All right. It's a good thing that we know that Instant Movement and can go and return before we're missed. C'mon," the captain nodded, got out of bed and went to adorn his Saiyan armor.

"I-I think it would be best if we include his first mate as well. Let's contact her when we get to the palace," Lissa said and her mate nodded then the two took hands and ITed from Templer and materialized in the palace. Lissa had visualized her uncle, so the pair stood before him.

"Good God, girl you can give a body a heart siege like that, what are ya doin' here? I thought that Vegeta assigned you two to that new planet?" Angelair asked.

"He did, but I had a terrible dream that he had been captured by some blue creature. We came to assist," the girl explained.

"No good, darling. He just communicated that anyone with a chi would get badly hurt. We don't know what to do! He's not only dying but so are his family and the commander's. He may be carrying a chimp for the commander," Angelair turned the girl and her mate's attentions to several healing tanks that contained the royal family and the Elite commander's family also.

"I think I've come up with an idea but I need to find one of his Earth-jin friends," Lissa scanned the crowd then locked eyes on Piccolo. "Be back!" the girl left her mate and uncle. "You, you're one of Prince Vegeta's Earth friends, aren't you?" she asked the Nameck-jin.

Piccolo turned to regard her. "Yeah, I guess you could call me his friend. What d'ya want?" he replied in a dry tone.

"His first mate, do you know her?" Lissa asked.

"Which one of us doesn't know that loud mouth? She's in North America conducting some meeting. Why?" Piccolo replied.

"I thought she should know what's going on. Maybe she could help us rescue him," Lissa put forth.

18 and Chichi had both been standing in the proximity of the Saiyan girl and Piccolo. "I think that's a good idea, plus, Earth-jin, except Chichi, Videl, the mutants and myself, have no significant chi to speak of. Yeah, I like that idea. Just need to convince her to come out of herself to help another being even if she does hate the very ground he walks on," 18 nodded. "Let's go. The sight of you alone might make her jealous and suspicious then she won't come. She hates Saiya-jin. Her ego's worse than Vegeta's," 18 laughed.

"I am no longer mated to Vegeta. His first pledge returned to this planet with a present," Lissa called 18's attention to the healing tank that contained Ceraina.

18 noticed that in the tank was a female who more than rivaled the beauty that stood beside her. In the tank to her right, was a little one who looked exactly like Vegeta and it was not hard to see why Vegeta would throw Lissa over for this other female. Nonetheless, 18 brought her mind back to the present.

The two females put an arm around one another's shoulders then left the palace via Instant Transmission.


Bulma had been disturbed by the dream she had and it showed as she tried to conduct the meeting. Why did she still sense him? It was as if they were still tied to one another but she knew better. One of the executives in the group she had been addressing noticed how distant and withdrawn she was. He went over to her.

"Ms. Briefs, would you like to call a halt? We can reschedule for another time. It's obvious that your mind is not here on business," one of the Texas millionaires she had been soliciting for an investment said with compassion.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Yes, I would like to reschedule if it would be no trouble," Bulma said with a shadowed smile. She said she would call then she left the conference room.

"Bulma, come quickly! No time to explain but we have a crisis and really need your help," a voice exclaimed.

Bulma looked up and gasped. "18, what are you doing here and what is she doing with you?" Bulma glared darts at the girl with 18. "Aren't you my ex-husband's new girlfriend? The one my daughter nearly killed me over and called 'momma' in front of me?"

"Look, we don't have time for this. Someone we both loved and probably still do has been kidnapped. We'll tell you more when we get back to the palace," Lissa tossed her head back.

"So what do you need me for? If it has anything to do with that monkey... I mean that ruler of your race, count me out!" Bulma turned her back on the two.

"Listen, we have no time for this! Something horrible has happened to Vegeta and its affected Goku and his family as well as your kids. We need you to assist with the rescue," 18 responded in her flat monotone.

"I need to go pack. C'mon and you can tell me what's so urgent that it requires my assistance," Bulma spat as the three went to her suite.

In Bulma's suite, 18 and Lissa told Bulma about what she knew of the crisis while that one packed away her things into capsules. 18 refrained from mentioning the possibility of Vegeta being with child, that was the most unbelievable thing 18 had ever heard.

"I fear my prince won't make it if we don't get him out. That dream I had that brought me down here was terrifying," Lissa shuddered.

Bulma stopped and looked at the Saiyan beauty with an open mouth. "You had a dream about Vegeta? I did, too, that's why we postponed the meeting. In the dream, Vegeta was chained by his arms and legs, he looked almost dead and something blue was attacking him," Bulma related.

"That's the way it was in my dream! I can't make out the face of the attacker but I know that my prince is on the verge of death," Lissa sighed. "I have to go help him if no one else cares to."

"If he dies, so do both his mates, the kids, the boys, their mates! It'll be a domino effect. Are you ready?" 18 asked and Bulma nodded. The two visitors grabbed hold of Bulma and teleported back to the palace.

The girls maneuvered through a gathered crowd that made entering the treatment room difficult at best. When they reached the room, 18 now noticed several healing tanks filled with the bodies of Goku, Trageta, Goten, Cilvanti, Kayla and two other females she did not recognize.

"What happened? Why were they put in tanks?" 18 asked as she glanced over the group.

"I was performing diagnostics on them and found out that all of them are in various stages of breeding. Prince Trunks, Captain Goten, Cornelia and Cilantra are further along than the other three," Celerion sighed.

Mouths dropped like anchors as eyes scanned the tanks. Chichi and the Z sensi all stood in disbelief. Had they heard right? The being they had watched grow from a little boy of five years old or so was...and his young son, as well as Trunks? Impossible!

"They can't breed! They're males! Human males don't breed!" Chichi screamed.

"Open Saiya-jin do. We didn't have many females on Vegetasei. Those who were available were claimed by the elite and royal classes. The lower classes needed a way to breed, so we genetically altered the males to perform the task, although the gene also existed in the elite forces as well. Kakarrot, being the son of Bardock, has such genes and is therefore able to breed. Young Goten, being his son, has the genes, and is why he is breeding. Young Prince Trunks, because he is a hybrid Saiyan is able to breed. What I can't figure is why Prince Vegeta is breeding," the medic puzzled as he studied the prince's diagnosis.

A loud thud was then heard. Eyes turned to find several humans had hit the floor in a shocked faint.

"They'll be all right. They just fainted. They're not even used to the idea that Nadine and I didn't need to be physical to produce our sprouts," Piccolo smirked as he looked down at his Earth-jin friends. He'd always felt something different about the two Saiya-jin he'd known for some time. He, too had sensed their interest in one another as was evident by the way they had tended to one another after each had been seriously injured on occasion.

Piccolo's mind flashed back to a day when he and the other Z Sensi had invited Goku to spar. They had invited prince personality but he could not because his excuse was he had to watch Cilvanti. That was a crock. He had that female in the tank as babysitter, at the time. Perhaps that was the reason he had not wanted to accompany them. Nonetheless, the sparring had turned into a battle as an enemy of the Saiya-jin had ventured to Earth in search for the prince. Goku said that he was a Saiyan and that he would fight for his prince and in his place. Goku easily disposed of the enemy, which was cross between a Roman gladiator and a Greek god, but the larger warrior had gotten severely injured during the battle. The team had no senzu beans, so had to bring Goku to the palace in a bloody heap. The second Vegeta had opened the door and laid eyes on Goku, he fled. The young female told the others to bring Kakarrot (Goku) into the den and lay him on the carpet, which itself was a deep wine color and would mask the blood.

"Get out, all of you! Ceraina, take the kids to their rooms!" a livid Prince Vegeta snarled and the sensi rose to depart. Piccolo had hung back and peered in the window of the den. His mouth dropped at what he both saw and heard, not that he could understand any of it as Vegeta always spoke in his native Saiyago, however, the prince's actions spoke volumes.

Piccolo watched as Vegeta gently bathed Goku's wounds as a blue-white light emitted from the palm of his right hand. It was like watching a parent fuss with a child. After the wounds had been cleansed, Vegeta had lifted Goku and carried him into another part of the castle. Piccolo flew to where he sensed Vegeta had taken their injured friend.

'I knew you had a heart and it's softened like mine. Don't worry, hot head, I won't tell a soul,' Pic had told himself then he flew off.

Bringing himself back to reality, he looked at his friend and the others. "How can these guys be breeding?" Pic couldn't help but ask.

"When a Saiyan male enters his teen years, a small, barely noticeable opening appears behind their gender. It usually closes if it has not been tampered with during any time of the male in between stage. If the hole gets poked in any fashion during the seven year in between stage, the male becomes bi-gendered but remains completely male. The hole usually doesn't function except in third class male Saiyans and a few elites. That is why Kakarrot and his son are breeding. Wait a minute," Celerion looked at Goten and young Trageta's diagnostics closer.

"What is it, medic?" Eggoll asked as he looked over the diagnostics as well.

"The boys have bred before! Savory, gene type and locate offspring with the following gene coding!" Celerion sent the boys' results to another computer where another medic sat and began to type match what he had been sent.

Savoy ran the tests and found that Goten's and Trunks' firstborn children had been adopted out to a pair of brothers who lived locally. Their last names were Humizu. Why did that last name sound so familiar?

Emanu and his brothers had been in the recovery area and gasped when they had heard the last name mentioned. Okrion moved closer to Savoy.

"Those are my older sons, Tormataeo and Collyard. They had human partners. Earan, contact my boys and tell them to come home. I got a bad feeling when we visited them before Vegeta took us into space," Okrion said and his brother did as he was asked.

The phone rang and was answered by the sixth ring. "Hello, Humizu/Taylor residence, Tormataeo speaking. How may I help you?"

"Tormataeo, this is your uncle, Earan. Your dad would like you and your brother to join us at Little Vegeta. Your sister's expecting and his highness has been kidnapped. Aside from that, we'd like to have young Prince Trunks and Goten's children here when their dads wake up," Earan spoke to his nephew on the opposite end.

"If that is your wish, poppa, I'll call Collyard, we'll pack the kids up and come to you all. My latest mate, Skyler, has been trying to find a way to get rid of me and the kids for ages now it seems and I know Collie's latest mate wants him gone as well. I guess the novelty to having a true bi-gendered mate lost its appeal. Uncle, my brother and I are breeding as well. We'll be home," and with that, Okrion's eldest son contacted his brother and prepared to relocate their families to Little Vegeta.