He was at Kame House when it happened.
The sudden shift in the atmosphere, the subtle "clicking into place" of his own body.
He was talking to Krillin and Bulma, the three of them were headed for the door to greet Master Roshi when Goku froze.
He fell to one knee, gasping.
"Goku? What's wrong?" he heard Krillin ask, the worry evident in his tone, his posture, his scent.
What the hell? Scent?
He shook his head slowly, the pressure not letting up, and felt a slow burning sensation begin in his toes.
And then, he sensed it.
An enormous power level heading straight for them.
His body felt like it was on fire, and he growled lowly in his throat.
"Goku?!" Bulma asked, stepping forward. "What's happening, you look pale—"
Krillin's eyes widened and he quickly stepped in front of the blue-haired woman. "Oh shit Goku, is that what you're feeling?"
The man shook his head slowly. "It's not just that—I feel…hot. Burning..." Goku gritted his teeth and forced himself to his feet, hands clenching into fists.
And then, it was upon them.
It, or rather he, was huge, with long spiky black hair flowing behind him, and a brown tail wrapped around his waist. It was clear that this was the source of the power that they had felt. The man curled his lip at the sight of them, before his gaze fell on Goku. He made a noise of surprise, and descended to the ground.
Goku clutched at his chest, the burning sensation having intensified when the other arrived. He let out a cry as the pain became unbearable, both knees hitting the sand.
"…" the newcomer was speechless, eyes wide, and began walking closer to the gasping man.
"Don't touch him!" Krillin darted forward to intercept the stranger, but was swatted aside by the man's tail. Bulma shrieked and darted to where Krillin had crashed through the pink wall of the house.
"I had no idea a beta was on this planet," the man said lowly, wrapping his tail back around his waist. "I am called Raditz. Your name, beta?"
Goku wheezed, understanding that the man was speaking to him, but all he could manage was to curl in on himself. The man's scent seemed familiar, and he could feel himself yearning to cover himself in it.
It hurts so bad. So hot. What's happening? Why do I—
"Hey!" Goku flinched at the other's voice. "What is this? Your first heat, beta? Surely not, you look to be at least—" the other tailed off, looking thoughtful. "There were no reports of Saiyans having ever been sent to this planet, that's why I'm here now. So, you've been alone all this time, huh." The look in his eyes softened as he crouched down to inspect the other. "A beta, alone, and unmated. That certainly changes things." He muttered, reaching out one hand, and when the other didn't resist, he gripped the back of the other's clothing, tossing him over one shoulder.
Goku went limp immediately, nuzzling into the larger man's clothing.
Scent…so good. Need it. Want to—I want to…fuck, I want to…fuck? He whined in confusion, shifting against the other, the friction causing him to moan in want.
"Don't get any ideas now, cub. I'm already happily mated." Raditz growled lowly, before taking off back in the direction his pod had landed. Somewhere on the flight back the beta had passed out, probably due to the pain of not being touched. Raditz landed on the rim of the crater, sighing as he weighed his options.
If he took the beta back with him, then it would mean at least a 2-3 day trip, cramped in a tight space with a beta in heat. He might be mated already, but hell if the sweet scent the other was giving off wasn't tempting. If he didn't think Turles would kill him for it… No. Not an option.
If he went back alone to Vegeta and Nappa, that meant failing his mission as well as leaving a beta to go through his first heat painfully alone. It wasn't an easy thing to suffer through, according to what Turles had described he had gone through before he had met Raditz. No, that couldn't be the right option either.
If he called Vegeta or Nappa here…that wouldn't work. They were busy destroying other planets. He would be in deep shit if he called them here.
What if Turles could—but that was nearly impossible. His mate was at least a few galaxies away, and not to mention a beta himself. It wouldn't do the poor thing any good.
That left only one option. He slid down to the pod, opened it up and gently placed the beta inside. Messing with the controls, he finally located Vegeta's coordinates. He set the pod to auto-pilot and shut the door, watching as it rose up into the air and quickly vanished from sight.
Raditz breathed out in relief. His alpha instincts had wanted to take the beta right then and there, damn his mating. He tapped the scouter twice and smirked. He might be getting something out of this yet, however.
"What do you want?" came the angry snarl, followed by a few explosions. "I'm kinda in the middle of something."
"I just wanted to inform you of the gift you'll be receiving in a couple of days, my Prince."
"Gift? What the fuck are you going on about Raditz? Just called to mess with me—"
"I'm sending it in my pod. You'll understand when it arrives. In the meantime, I'm going to be stuck on this planet. Might as well enjoy myself before I destroy the place."
"The fuck, Raditz?! I swear if this is one of your stupid jokes—" a loud explosion left Raditz's ears ringing. Silence for a few seconds, then, "Shit! I have to go. You better not fuck anything up, you hear me, Raditz? I swear, if anything—"
"I promise you'll enjoy yourself thoroughly, Your Highness." The alpha purred, before ending communications.
It was about damn time the Prince got himself a mate.
And about damn time that Raditz earned himself a vacation.