Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews! I have made this chapter extra detailed for you to really get the full picture. Also, please note that I use Swahili for Saiyan terms.
Summary: Goku is initiated into Vegeta's pack, but will he survive?
Warning: Drug usage, homoeroticism, disturbing food imagery.
Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT. All canon characters belong to Akira Toriyama.
INDULGENCE CHAPTER 3
We were to stay on Frieza's ship for my first evening in this Alternate Universe. Because we were in the middle of outer space with no windows in the temporary sleeping quarters, I couldn't tell if it were day or night. After everything I had been through already that day, I was ready to sleep like a rock and jumped at the chance to get some rest. We were on the lowest level of the ship where troops stayed for sleep and nothing more. To my surprise, Vegeta had said there was a small planet dedicated to Frieza's men as a more permanent housing establishment. It was where his men lived when they were off duty for a while or recovering from serious injuries. Nothing fancy, as Nappa liked to describe it, but it had plenty of places to eat, shop, and get a little crazy.
"We'll take off first thing in the morning." My brother instructed as we came down the narrow hallway of the sleeping quarters. As he was in charge of watching after me, I was to follow him everywhere and do as he said, no matter what the task was. As far as our pack was concerned, I was the lowest ranking Saiyan in the group and had to earn my right every day. "You'll sleep here for now." Raditz snorted and pushed a red button next to a metal door, the frame sliding to the side and revealing a simple bunker bed with a single pillow and a thin blanket.
I stepped inside and looked around, having just enough room to turn fully and that was it. "I take it these places are only meant for sleep, huh?" I chuckled and rubbed the back of my head, my elbow grazing the metal wall as I moved.
Raditz stayed in the doorframe, his large body looking as though it couldn't fit unless he turned sideways and bent down. I watched as his intense ebony eyes looked me up and down, then gave a snicker. "Well, I wouldn't suggest trying to fuck in here. Everyone will hear you and there is hardly any room to jerk off, let alone fuck someone else."
My brother's vulgarity made me blush immensely, putting the image of sex in my mind and getting me completely flustered. "N-No! That's not what I meant!" I shook my head and put my hands up.
"If you say so, brother." Raditz smirked and leaned against the frame of the door, looking me up and down without trying to hide it.
I cleared my throat and took a seat on the bed, feeling the scratchy blanket and firm mattress. Not my idea of a good night's sleep, but the exhaustion I felt left me without care. I glanced over at my brother and I could tell he wanted to ask me something. I gave him an encouraging smile, wanting to show him I had no barriers and that I was more than willing to keep talking, cherishing any interaction I have with him. He opened his mouth but was interrupted by Vegeta, our Prince pushing him out of the way of the door and peering inside at me.
"Ahh, Kakarot. What do you think? Only the finest for us Saiyans." Vegeta glanced around my sleeping quarters with a sneer and the roll of his eyes.
"Well, if you think about it, it's not too bad if you just want to sleep." I shrugged and looked back to him, watching his young face blink as a thought came to him from my statement. He and Raditz looked at each other, flicked their tails back and forth, then looked back to me. I was quick to change the subject, figuring they weren't used to someone as positive and optimistic as I was. "So, we are going to a home tomorrow?" I asked, definitely curious to this.
"Something along those lines. It's where we go when we are off duty or resting from an assignment." Raditz started, glancing over his shoulder as if he saw something. "Frieza likes for us to rest up before a big assignment, and word has it we are in for a new one by the half moon."
Vegeta came into my bedroom and inspected the place, pushing me off of the bed and settling down onto the mattress, his arms behind his head. I just watched him in amazement, never having seen him act this way before. The Vegeta in my universe was antisocial and quiet when in a crowd, and now I was dying to know what changed him. Maybe I would have that opportunity while I am here.
"Kakarot!" Vegeta barked, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Are you listening?"
I rubbed the back of my head and looked to him. "S-Sorry! I guess I'm a little wiped out from today."
The Prince rolled his eyes, lifting up from his relaxed position and looking at me. "Well get some sleep. As soon as we get to Planet 79, we are going to initiate you into the pack the right way." He hopped off of the bed and smacked my chest, pushing me aside again. I rubbed the spot he hit and nodded, grinning a little from knowing that even this Vegeta still acted like the pushy Prince I knew.
As he left, I looked to my brother who was shaking his head. "Raditz… how old is Vegeta?" It was a question that had been burning in my head since I first laid eyes on him.
"He just turned 18." Raditz snorted and stopped shaking his head, glancing over at me.
My eyes widened at my surprise from hearing Vegeta's young age. I had assumed early 20's, but to still technically be a teenager caught me off guard. It explained his bratty behavior and curiousness. 18 year old Vegeta… I felt honored to be in his presence and almost giddy at the opportunity to watch him grow and see what made him into the man he was today. I was going to get to be there for his ultimate trials and tribulations, and possibly even be there as a shoulder to lean on or a friend to talk to. My heart beat a little faster in excitement and I smiled to myself.
"You're a strange one, Brother…" Raditz spoke up, making me look at him.
"Huh…?" I tilted my head at him, slightly confused from his accusation at me.
"The way you act… It's very different from us…" My brother looked me up and down, sizing me up and flicking the tip of his tail. I swallowed and cursed under my breath for still acting like my Earth-born self, knowing I needed to do as King Kai said—act the part. I didn't think my behavior would be that obviously different, but they were already catching on and the last thing I needed to do was get attacked and chased off for being strange or weak-minded.
"Well, forgive me brother but I wasn't exactly raised with other Saiyans…" I frowned a little and looked away from him, hoping that it wasn't a pout that I did by habit.
It seemed to work as my Brother shrugged and nodded slightly. "That makes sense… Well, at least you are back with your own kind. And we will make sure to hone in on those instincts that you might be confused on. You are going to need them to live the lives that we do under Frieza's thumb." I sat back on my bed and yawned, finding it hard to keep myself awake and pay attention to what Raditz was saying. Rubbing the back of my head, I looked over at him and watched as he smirked. "I'm curious to see how you are going to do on your initiation tomorrow… Best get as much sleep as you can. We will be up in a few hours to head to Planet 79. From there we have much to do before night falls."
My brother gave a snort and left the doorway, pressing the outside button and shutting me inside the small, metal room. Within seconds I was on my back on the hard bed and staring at the metal ceiling, the sounds of guards walking and generators humming my only company. I was thankful for the privacy of my own space and could care less how the blanket was scratchy or how the pillow was completely flat. It had been a long, overwhelming day and I welcomed sleep more than anything else.
"Gee Vegeta! You really gave me a run for my money today!" I laughed and rubbed my sore, bleeding shoulder, the two of us just finishing a brutal sparring session. Today, he was the victor.
"It's about goddamn time." He growled back at me, laying on his back and panting to catch his breath.
Vegeta's fighting style was always predictable and easy to defend yourself against. He believed in being a powerhouse and giving it his all, instead of using tactics or cunning, and normally it was easy to fight against. Yet this session was completely different. He had surprised me by using cat-like agility, fast moves, and more physically violent assaults with his teeth and nails. I had multiple bloody bites, ripped skin, bleeding wounds and deep, nasty scratches. He hadn't used much ki and any time we made physical contact, he was more animalistic than not. The marks on my body were eventually too much for me to handle, as I was faint with blood loss, so I threw in the white flag.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" I tried to grin, looking at him and wiping blood away from my ear that he had nearly ripped off with his teeth.
"Nowhere. It's in our blood." He let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes, licking his bloody lips and swallowing it down. Something about the primal nature of the action made me shiver with a mixture of excitement and anxiousness.
"Maybe in yours." I chuckled and groaned as I laid onto my back with him, glancing over at his panting face.
"You mean to tell me you've never had that urge to rip an enemy's face off with your bare hands?" Vegeta opened one of his sharp onyx eyes and looked at me. "You've never wanted to sink your teeth into Frieza's neck and shake him like a rag doll until he went limp when he killed Krillin?"
I blinked from his question, feeling my heart skip a beat at remembering that moment. I had blacked out from my rage and it was a miracle that I was able to come to and calm myself down, but even by then I had transformed into Super Saiyan and torn the planet apart. "Huh… I… guess you're right…"
Both of Vegeta's eyes opened and he looked into mine. I found myself unable to look away, my heart still beating fast, a cold sweat over my forehead even though it was scorching hot outside. There was something just so mysterious, dark, and desirable about the Prince that left me wanting more. Every time he spoke, every time he stared at me, every time the muscle in his neck pulsed, I longed for more. What made him tick? What made him sigh? What made him laugh at the most inappropriate of times? Where did those scars come from? How come after all these years, you still won't let me into your head more than an inch?
Vegeta, Vegeta, Vegeta…
"What?" Vegeta asked and it snapped me out of my daze.
"Huh…?"
"You said my name. What?" His thick eyebrow arched, looking at me in a curious manner.
"O-Oh! Nothing…. Sorry!"
My eyes popped open suddenly and I shot up in the hard bed I had been sleeping in, my stomach feeling as though it was going to eat itself. I remembered that I had been so caught up in coming to this universe and immediately getting engaged with Vegeta and his pack that I had skipped dinner. The pain in my stomach was completely unbearable, causing me to roll out of the bed and groan from the discomfort when hitting the floor. I dragged myself over to the door and managed to reach up and hit the button to open the door, falling out into the hallway and right at a pair of booted feet. Looking up, I saw a blurred, green-haired man that was smirking down at me.
"Well, well…. Little monkey isn't looking too good." Zarbon chuckled down at me and pushed me over onto my side with his foot. I felt so delirious and weak with hunger that I could hardly keep my eyes open, let alone defend myself against Frieza's right hand man. "What a shame that such a handsome young man such as yourself looks so weak and lost…" A cyan-skinned hand reached out and caressed my face, then took my chin and made me look up at him. "You know, you're more than welcome to wander to my room if you ever get lost…"
"Zarbon!" I heard Vegeta's voice and a pair of stomping footsteps. "Get your hands off of him!"
My head was dropped as Zarbon let me go and stood up. "Are you telling me what to do, you filthy little monkey?"
I turned my head and looked to see that my brother and Nappa were coming up behind Vegeta, both of them stepping over me and making a barricade between Zarbon and myself. "You obeyed, didn't you?" Vegeta snorted at the alien man, his tail lashing behind him.
"You have some nerve, Vegeta…" I could hear the warning in Zarbon's voice, followed by a low growl coming from Vegeta.
"You know Frieza won't be very happy with you if you toss me around like a rag doll."
I watched as they stared at each other, sizing one another up to and deciding if it was worth it to continue further. They both held their grounds and never broke eye contact, and I feared a fight would break out and there would be nothing I could do to intervene. "You Saiyans aren't worth my time…" Zarbon finally spoke and raised his nose at us, turning and going down the hall with the flick of his braided ponytail.
I whined as my brother picked me up and slung me over his shoulder, the pack moving down the hallway with me in tow. I went in and out of consciousness from my empty stomach, coming to when I was placed on my bum at a table and had a pile of food put in front of my face. Instinctively I grabbed at the items and shoved them into my mouth, hardly chewing any of the pieces as I swallowed them down. Crumbs went flying and liquid splattered my face, not caring what it was that I was eating, desperate to fill my stomach and get my strength back. Within time and much devouring, I let out a loud burp and slumped back into the chair I was in, giving a grin and patting my stomach.
"Well fuck Kakarot, if you were hungry you should have said something last night." Vegeta spoke up with his arms crossed over his chest, sitting across the table from me with an amused smirk on his young face.
"I uh… I guess I forgot." I smiled and licked my fingers, the leftovers on my hands tasting strange. When I looked down at my empty plate, I saw the remains of little bones, shells, patches of fur, splattered blood and even antennae. "What did you feed me?"
"A little bit of everything. Trust us, it's best that you don't know what it all is." My brother patted my back and reached over to take a leftover bone from my plate, biting down on it and chewing it like a dog.
"I've never seen anyone clean their plate as fast as you. How could you forget to eat yesterday?" Nappa asked, his eyebrow quirked at me.
I rubbed the back of my head and just smiled at them. "Heh, I guess I was just so excited to finally be with you guys that it slipped my mind!"
Planet 79 was a decent-sized planet littered with futuristic housing that were stacked like apartments, reaching far up into the sky and spreading for miles and miles. There were all walks of life as far as the eye could see, revealing just how vast and immense Frieza's army was and why many galaxies feared him. It reminded me of those sci-fi movies that Goten and Trunks would watch where robots were incorporated with humans, the living situation mocking that life as well. Industrial with a hint of poverty in certain areas, the type of housing a solider had depended on their rank. For a Saiyan like Vegeta, Raditz and Nappa, they were given the best living quarters that overlooked half of the planet in a modernized, highly technological skyscraper, as they were one of Frieza's strongest soldiers. For the longest time, I figured Frieza and his men treated the Saiyans like dirt, so to see them having the best of the best was mind blowing. On the streets below, it was like a large marketplace where weapons, potions, rare minerals and exotic food were sold. Slavery was a key factor to Planet 79, and those who were not soldiers were forced to work on the planet until they wasted away from illness, starvation, exhaustion, or slaughter.
Before we would make it to their living quarters, Vegeta, Raditz and Nappa wanted to collect their currency for their assignment and spend time in the marketplace. I got to see first hand what the money used in space was and learn how valuable it could be. Iridescent quasi-crystals varied in shape and size and it all depended on how clear and large yours was that made you wealthy. My new comrades were each paid with 50 clear, white crystals as fat as the palm of your hand—the Earth's equivalent to thousands of dollars. Half of it was spent immediately on new attire and armor, even some bought for myself, while the other half was broken down into smaller crystals that was meant for smaller purchases such as food, alcohol, and even prostitutes.
"The last thing you want to do is spend all of your quasi-crystals on some filthy danguro* like Nappa does when we come home." Raditz shook his head as we walked together in the marketplace, his ebony eyes watching Nappa already separating out his newly broken crystals. I nodded at my brother's advice, having no interest in paying some unfortunate being a little space rock in order to have sex.
We then bought some fresh skinned exotic animals that were hanging in one of Vegeta's favorite meat shops, my brother and I being forced to carry around the bloody bodies in a leathery sack. There were plenty of places to eat on Planet 79, but according to our Prince nothing beat the taste of fresh, cooked gombe* with some grog to go with it. Raditz and Nappa licked their lips at the thought of the meal. I didn't realize how savage my race was until I watched my fellow Saiyans purring from wanting to eat and drink a bloody meal. Yet on the other hand, I was curious and slightly eager myself to try it to know what the excitement was all about.
Raditz broke off from our group and went down a side alley, needing to stop at a more secluded shop in order to pick up something that was necessary for this evening. While doing so, I sat with Vegeta and Nappa at a stone statue of King Cold, Frieza's father. I was slowly starting to see the subtle military propaganda of the Icejins and it amazed me.
"So what do you think so far, Kakarot? Happy you decided to seek us out or are you wishing you had left?" Vegeta approached me with a delicious smelling wrapped meal and a bottle full of dark liquid.
I eagerly took the offerings from him and shook my head, feeling honored that he had gotten me lunch and sat next to me. "Oh no! I'm very happy I found you guys." I smiled and opened the wrapped food that Vegeta had given to me, nearly falling out of my seat from what it was—A big, black bug with a cooked exoskeleton.
Vegeta and Nappa began to laugh at me when I knocked the large bug out of my hand, completely amused at my reaction. The hairs on the back of my neck and arms stood straight up and my appetite was gone, wanting nothing to do with food like that. "Don't be such a god damn pussy, Kakarot." Vegeta snickered at me and reached over to grab the large insect. "How you ever survived in Space this long without eating a few bugs amazes me." He shook his head and took the bug in both of his hands, snapping it in half to reveal steamy white insides. I thought I was going to vomit.
"These are quite the delicacy, Kakarot. And they ain't cheap either." Nappa leaned over and sniffed the insides of the bug, licking his lips. Vegeta hissed at him and his large counterpart immediately pulled away and kept his head lowered in submission. "Awe, c'mon Vegeta! If he ain't gonna eat it, at least let me have a bite!"
Vegeta snorted at Nappa and then looked to me, giving a smirk. He then lifted one half of the bug to his mouth and wrapped his lips around the broken end, making a loud slurping noise and sucking out the white insides of the insect. From there, he took the beverage from my hand and swallowed down a few gulps, smacking his lips and sighing.
"Mmm… delicious." He purred, and I couldn't help myself but to watch some of the dark liquid slowly fall down from his lips and continue on his muscular neck. The other half of the insect was put in my face, snapping me out of my staring. "Try it… you'll like it." Vegeta smirked at me, the smell of the bug making me scrunch my nose.
I gave a heavy sigh and swallowed down my nausea, smiling nervously at Vegeta as I took the bug. If I was going to fit in with Vegeta and his pack, I needed to be able to take on any challenges that I was given, regardless of what it was. For all I knew, this could be my initiation. "Alright! Here goes nothing…" I gave another sigh and put my mouth around the snapped end of the bug, slurping up the insides of it and tossing the empty carcass away. What I had expected to taste like worms was instead the complete opposite, the texture like flaky fish and the taste of pork. My eyes were wide with surprise and I chewed some more, wanting to savor the flavor of the insect for as long as I could, smiling to the Prince. Vegeta smirked and handed me the dark liquid, which I happily accepted and took a swig of. It nearly knocked me off of my feet, reminding me of alcohol, my head immediately warm and my body relaxing from its effects.
Nappa patted my back and Vegeta nodded in approval, taking the alcohol back from me and having a few more gulps. Raditz had finally returned with a small stringed sack, ready to continue on his way with us. We walked the streets of the marketplace, each of us holding a bottle of boza* in our hands, my brother pointing out the various places to check out while "home" and some of the places they we will frequent every evening.
"Planet 79 may not look it, but our nightlife here is some of the best in the galaxy… if you're a warrior like ourselves." Raditz would snicker to himself.
I lost track of time as we walked around, enjoying the sites and sounds and food, eating nearly every hour and trying all of the exotic animals that was put in front of me. I drank when they drank, gaining a steady buzz and feeling fantastic. I rarely drank on Earth, but having the opportunity to get a little intoxicated with my brother, Nappa and Vegeta was too sweet to pass up. As it was starting to get dark, we finally made our way to the large industrial skyscraper where it would be my new home away from home.
The inside of their housing was modern but plain, old outfits and armor lying around the place with the blinds pulled shut. It had a musky smell of old sweat and something smoky, and looked as though it hadn't been lived in for months. Each Saiyan had a bedroom to themselves, equally as messy, and unfortunately I would have to stay on the couch until they gained approval for larger housing. I was given a couple extra pillows and a blanket, but also told that while on Planet 79, I wouldn't be getting much sleep.
"Being home is a time to let loose and have fun. We have no responsibilities here, no one to report to, and enough money to live luxuriously for several new moons." Raditz smirked and sat on the couch, resting his hands behind his head and looking to me when he spoke.
It was just the two of us in the living room and I felt comfortable and at ease with him. Being so close to him and learning more about him was filling a void in myself that I always tried to fight down. The time we had when we first met in my universe was so twisted and strange. I had so many questions about my race, my habits, my instincts, and it was all taken from me when I had no choice but to have him killed. Raditz was bursting with personality, pride, strength and wisdom. The fact that he so easily took me under his wing and also took full responsibility for me was so moving already, I couldn't even imagine what next week would be like.
"You've really fit in well with us so far, Kakarot." Raditz purred as he stayed relaxed against the couch. "We can't wait to watch you fight."
"Heh…. I'm excited to fight with all of you… I've felt so lonely and lost, and this is just what I needed." I wasn't just speaking about my fake story, but in general.
"Well, you won't have to wait too long tonight."
It was a statement that I was at first accepting of, and then confused at. It seemed quite out of place and made me wonder if Raditz and I were referring to the same thing. His ebony eyes slid open and he looked over at me, giving me a wide smirk that I remembered from when we first fought in my Universe. The hairs on the nape of my neck began to stand and my stomach fluttered with nerves, wondering even more what he had meant.
I was suddenly struck in the back of my head with clasped fists and I fell to the living room ground. The strike took me completely off guard and my reaction time was slightly off, getting tackled from behind with a growl. I was flipped onto my back and was shocked to find that Vegeta was working with my brother and Nappa to keep me against the floor. I immediately panicked and began to thrash around, yelling at them to stop, beginning to raise my power and throw them through the walls. When my Super Saiyan ability wasn't coming forward, I felt even more freaked out and fought harder, starting to hiss and growl, at least trying to intimidate my fellow Saiyans. Nappa's large body crushed down my legs and my brother Raditz kept my arms over my head with his knee pressed against my neck, nearly choking me. Vegeta propped himself on my chest, smirking down at me and putting all of his weight against my heart, swinging around the little sack that Raditz had picked up earlier that day when we were out.
I gasped out Raditz's name, wanting to know why they were attacking me, begging them to stop. Raditz pressed his knee harder against my neck and black spots danced around my eyes, the lack of air to my brain making me delirious. I could hear the blood rushing in my ears and felt my heart slamming against my chest, watching as Vegeta untied the small sack and reached in. My eyes widened in shock as the Prince pulled out a pure white scorpion with bright blue eyes and giant pinchers by its poisonous tail. I tried to scream, but my brother's leg against my windpipe prevented me from it.
"Welcome to the pack, Kakarot…" Vegeta snickered and held the wicked scorpion over my face, hovering it right above my eyes.
A tail wrapped around my wrists tightly as a hand covered my mouth, while my eyes were forced to stay open. I watched in complete horror as Vegeta pinched the base of the scorpion's tail all the way to the sharp tip, a milky white liquid squeezing out. Within seconds, the poisonous drop fell from the tip and right into my eye, burning my pupil and immediately causing tears to form. The same was done to my other eye with quick skill, both of my eyes burning and streaming out tears. With as fast as it had happened, something else began to take effect just as quickly.
My head began swimming with euphoria and colors burst all over the room, my world spinning around me. My body tingled and my limbs felt feather light, each touch to my body electrifying. I had been let go by my fellow Saiyans and looked all around the room, seeing blinking lights, dancing figures, and pulsating, glittery walls. I laughed and laughed, exhilarated with how I felt, on my feet and stumbling around the colorful room to explore my new surroundings. I was hot and my body throbbed, wanting to take my clothes off as I tried to catch the dancing figures that swirled around me.
I came in and out, inside the apartment-like home one minute to suddenly running around the rooftops of the entire housing development. Vegeta, Raditz and Nappa were running with me, jumping from one skyscraper to another, the building looking like giant crystals and smelling like sugar. We howled to the moon in union, chased after the flying creatures that passed by, and dove in and out of a lake that resembled diamonds. Blacking out and coming to again, I was on my back with the Prince of our race on top of me, his nails raking down my bare chest and arching his back as he bayed to the heavens above. My brother came into view and I watched as he and Vegeta shared a bloody kiss, sucking on each other's tongues and hissing against each other's sharp teeth. I blushed and whined, gasping when I was silenced by a tail that was shoved down my throat. Stars and lights continued to flash around me, my body feeling as though I was consumed in an icy fire, and I had never felt so primal and alive.
My tripping lasted for hours and hours, constantly blacking in and out as I hallucinated from the poisonous drops of the white scorpion. If I survived the night, I would be fully initiated into the pack. Even if I didn't, it was still worth it to form such a deep and unbreakable bond for one evening with my beautiful, perfect race.
TBC.
Author Note: If you search "Robots of Brixton" on Google, you can get a good idea of the setting for Planet 79.
Translations:
*danguro = Whore
*gombe = cattle
*boza = alcohol
