Six Years Later
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Time passed and things returned to the way they once were. Kakarotto and Vejita spoke to one another as if they were best friends, only the prince’s arrogance getting in the way.
Nappa was a little older than thirty and was surprised by both Vejita and Kakarotto’s improvements.
Vejita was a man now at the age of twenty-four. He still remained shorter than most and held his compact shape.
Kakarotto was sixteen now and was somewhat taller than his prince. He had finally filled into his height, his body rippling with shapely compact muscles. He’d also given up his ridiculous blue gi. Now he wore one of his many tight black bodysuits with white gloves and boots. He still refused to wear armor, arguing that it made it harder to maneuver. He also continued to carry his tail behind him, allowing it to hover in the air.
Nappa was joined by another warrior, Raditz, who had just turned eighteen and was granted permission to serve in the palace despite his second class ranking.
"What brings you here?" Nappa asked, ignoring the loud crash caused by the sparring warriors.
"I just came to watch. I hear Kakarotto is quite the fighter."
"I hear you’ve been assigned quarters beside my own."
"Hai." Raditz mumbled, staring in awe as Kakarotto smashed into a wall, causing a large indention.
"You take too many hits, Kakarotto!" Vejita roared as he powered up for a ki blast. He loved his sparring matches with the boy and it grew especially tense this day. Kakarotto hadn’t been expecting some of the prince’s newer moves.
"Hn… Surprised you, didn’t I?" Vejita said, letting the arrogance role off his tongue as he said it. He smirked at the momentary look of shock on the boy’s face. Lately, the prince enjoyed their little sparring matches, mostly because he was able to see Kakarotto in a state of forced concentration. The boy’s face and whole demeanor was different when he was engaged in battle, and it was the only chance the proud prince got to see him like that.
The prince had noticed the strange feelings swimming in his stomach no more than a year ago when Kakarotto had begun training harder, spending more time with him, and filling out. He’d been disgusted with himself. He was the prince of all Saiyajin and he yearned for a low class orphan of a warrior. Surely, his father would have his head for feeling this way. It was hard to even sleep knowing that Kakarotto was only a few feet away, sleeping naked in his bed. It was a habit most Saiyajin caught once they were teenagers. They just didn’t have time for underwear anymore.
"Kami, he’s beautiful," Vejita thought eyeing his opponent, "Wait, where the Hell did that come from? I can’t be having these thoughts."
The feral gleam in Kakarotto’s eyes broke the prince’s thoughts, causing a shiver to find it’s way down his spine. Only in the heat of battle was the prince able to see the young man’s true self. His Saiyajin instincts surfacing only at times like these.
"He’s so beautiful," the prince thought again, ignoring his own objections, "And he’s so unaware of it. I suppose that’s part of what makes him so attractive to me, his complete oblivion."
Vejita pulled himself back into reality as Kakarotto launched his patented kamehameha ki blast at him. For some reason, the prince didn’t block it or launch an attack of his own. Instead, he simply watched, lost again in the boy’s dark eyes, practically staring as Kakarotto’s muscles tensed for the blast.
Kakarotto had noticed his prince staring and absence of concentration. So, he didn’t make his blast as powerful as it could have been. When the smoke cleared, he could see that his prince had hardly been affected.
"Wow, Jita, you’re getting stronger." Kakarotto chimed, lowering himself to the floor and stepping over to Nappa.
"What a display, my prince." Raditz announced as his prince approached.
"Who are you?" Vejita asked coldly.
"This is Raditz. He’s been assigned to Kakarotto." Nappa said, glancing over at the boy.
"As you can see, Kakarotto hardly needs protecting." The prince said through a smirk.
"Do I know you?" Kakarotto asked, stepping closer to Raditz.
"Uh, I don’t think so." Raditz said, watching as Kakarotto sniffed the air.
"You smell familiar."
"Really, boy, you act more like a dog than a Saiyajin." Nappa scoffed.
****
A large white hand grabbed Kakarotto’s throat, throwing him to the ground. There were ripping and breaking sounds followed by pain. Kakarotto heard his own scream as blood filled his vision. A burning pain ran deep inside of him causing him to gasp for air, but the air was suddenly gone, replaced with more blood, and he was drowning.
Kakarotto sat up quickly in his bed. In his youth he’d never understood the dream but now he did. The evil monster was doing things to him he'd only heard foul-mouth guards speak of. The need to feel protected suddenly hit him in a wave, and he yearned to be in his prince’s bed.
"Jita?" Kakarotto whispered, tapping his prince’s shoulder, praying he’d wake up faster.
The prince turned, opening his eyes to see Kakarotto staring at him with wide, innocent, and fearful eyes.
"What?" he snapped, completely confused.
"Can I sleep with you? Please."
Vejita was a little more than surprised and felt the ache in his groin. He knew the boy didn’t mean sex, but just hearing it made him want it.
"Doesn’t he realize we’re both naked?" Vejita thought, knowing that Kakarotto knew but didn’t care. Why would he care?
"Uh… Sure." The prince finally said, lifting his covers for the boy to slide in.
"Thank you, Jita." Kakarotto said, cuddling against the older warrior, letting his hands wrap around one of the prince’s arms.
"You still dream about that monster?" Vejita asked, knowing that’s what plagued the boy’s mind. He was granted with a nod.
"Didn’t I tell you not to worry? I’ll protect you." Vejita mumbled, letting his eyes slide shut. Just before he found sleep the boy readjusted, and the prince was surprised to feel the boy’s sex rub up against him as he turned. He had to fight the urge to groan as the boy finally stilled, his back pressed firmly to the prince’s chest and his ass pressed firmly to the prince’s groin.
"Kami, doesn’t he know what he’s doing to me?" the prince thought, wondering if the boy could feel his hardness. He figured that for a no when he heard a light snore coming from the larger form beside him. He wanted him so bad and his ability to resist was getting weaker and weaker.
****
"Morning, my prince, the king wishes to see both you and Kakarotto." Nappa announced, watching as Raditz approached them.
"Very well. We’ll go alone." The prince said, turning to make his way to the throne room with Kakarotto.
"Jita, sorry about last night." Kakarotto mumbled quietly.
"It’s okay. What do you dream about anyway?"
"It’s a monster. It’s a strong, white monster and he attacks me, hurtin’ me really bad." Kakarotto explained, leaving out the most important detail out of embarrassment.
"Hn." The prince nodded as they came to the entrance of the throne room.
"Ah, you’re finally here." King Vejita said, motioning for his son and Kakarotto to come closer. Of course, they complied.
"Seems you’ve grown up, Kakarotto."
"Thank you, Sire." Kakarotto replied quickly, bowing slightly.
"But that’s not what I called you here for. Lord Freeza is here. He remains on his ship though, which is positioned just above the palace in space. He plans on doing business with us. I’ve agreed. We should have twice as many planets purged and sold with his assistance, but he requests that you remain onboard his ship for the duration of his stay…"
"Father," the prince interrupted, "Are you saying that this Freeza has control over the planet? Control over you?"
"The fact is that Lord Freeza is stronger than all of us combined and strength is power." The king answered, letting his gaze falter, finding the floor for a moment.
"So, I have to live on his ship and do as he says for as long as he wants?" the prince said, stating more than questioning.
"He also requests that the next three strongest Saiyajin beneath yourself join you, which means Kakarotto, Nappa, and Raditz will be accompanying you."
"What does he have planned?" the prince asked more to himself than to his father.
"I’m sure he plans on defeating us, ruling us, and as long as he is the strongest, that is what will happen. Now, go back to your quarters and prepare. You’ll be leaving at noon." With that the king watched as his son stalked out of the room followed by the boy.
"Jita, we’re going?" Kakarotto asked, reassuring what he’d just heard.
"Seems so. Now listen, you have to make sure you talk to this Freeza guy with much more respect than my father. I suggest you avoid even making eye contact."
"Hai." Kakarotto answered as they came to their quarters. Nappa and Raditz were leaning against the corridor wall talking of the rumors they’d heard about Lord Freeza’s arrival. Their speculating was confirmed when Vejita explained the situation.
